Sup world. This is Michael Tucker. This is my "christmas" blog but the rest of my family have just written about their life so that's what I'm going to do. I'm on my school's JV soccer team and I'm having a great time. I usually play most of the game if not all of it. Our record is 2-2. Our first 2 games we were all getting used to each other and didn't do so great but when we got in the groove we pulled off a couple of wins. Practice is everyday after school and I have 3 practices over christmas break. If you did not know, I got into skateboarding over the summer with one of my neighbors. I've been so busy with soccer that I haven't done it in a while but I take it out sometimes and refresh all the tricks I used to do. Now for the christmas part of this blog. I've been looking at the presents that I have under the tree. I'm so excited because I think one of them is an itouch. My mom keeps saying that it's not because they are too expensive but it's from Santa and Santa does not have a price limit. This christmas, my grandpa and my aunt are coming down for the first time. This christmas is going to be awesome! Peace out!
Michael Tucker
Monday, December 21, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Megan's Christmas
2009 definitely threw some curveballs my way. I was certainly not pleased when I learned of the move to Tucson. I knew it would be hard moving in the middle of junior year. But surprisingly, things have been going well here.
I am now a senior at Ironwood Ridge High School. At school I am taking physics, english, government, and statistics. Then I also take a Certified Nursing Assistant Class after school Monday through Thursday, it's 8 hours a week and we are about to start clinicals. I'm hoping this course will help me decide if nursing is the right path for me.
I also work on the weekends at Einsteins Bagels. Then i plan on attending NAU in the fall, which I am extrememly excited for. I know that all of this might sound familiar if you have read Jake's blog. But Jake is actually the one copying me. I decided on NAU, then Jake noticed it looked nice. I got a job at Einsteins, then Jake put in an application. I move to Tucson, and then Jake realizes that he just can't live without me, so he moves down as well.
But all in all, I'm happy with where we are right now and all that my family is accomplishing.
I am now a senior at Ironwood Ridge High School. At school I am taking physics, english, government, and statistics. Then I also take a Certified Nursing Assistant Class after school Monday through Thursday, it's 8 hours a week and we are about to start clinicals. I'm hoping this course will help me decide if nursing is the right path for me.
I also work on the weekends at Einsteins Bagels. Then i plan on attending NAU in the fall, which I am extrememly excited for. I know that all of this might sound familiar if you have read Jake's blog. But Jake is actually the one copying me. I decided on NAU, then Jake noticed it looked nice. I got a job at Einsteins, then Jake put in an application. I move to Tucson, and then Jake realizes that he just can't live without me, so he moves down as well.
But all in all, I'm happy with where we are right now and all that my family is accomplishing.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Jake's Christmas
Well... 2009 has been a very busy year for me. When the news of the move to Tucson came around, I decided to stay around. As the rest of the family packed up the house to Tucson, I stayed in California. "Living on my own" (to an extent) was a great experience, which I think helped me grow up a little and realize what I really needed to do. And after some setbacks and a considerable amount of money lost I decided to make the move to our new home in Tucson. Upon arival in Tucson, the most important thing was getting back to work and saving up some money for college. After searching for a while, I ended up working at Big 5 Sporting Goods and Einstein's Bagels. With around 20 hours at Big 5 and about 25 at Einstein's and 2 classes at the community college, my fall semester has been a pretty hectic one. All of which, led me to deciding to attend NAU this next spring. I plan on being there through 2 and a half years and am majoring in Elementary Education and minoring in Music. I'm very excited for this next chapter of my life and look forward to growing up even more.
Jake
Jake
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Ken's Christmas
It's been an interesting year... changing jobs, changing cities we live in, seeing kids transition to the next step in their lives. Things began with a move to Tucson, AZ in February when I became the new Scout Executive for the Catalina Council, BSA. I had to find Tucson on the map to really know where we might be moving. I joke with friends that Tucson is the furthest east we've ever lived.... it's not very east and is considered the "wild west." We've seen some interesting things since we've been here including Tombstone, Kartchner Caverns, lots of cactus and some very beautiful sunsets. Transitions are always difficult but filled with good surprises too. Lots of neat people in Scouting have been very supportive and encouraging.
We've had lots of friends and family come and visit which we've really enjoyed. Good experiences including watching the OR-AZ game, visiting interesting places around the area and a trip to Vegas recently.
In the summer Jodi and I traveled up to Washington without the kids. A long road trip together brings good opportunities to talk about lots of things. It probably would have been easier to fly but it was fun traveling across the country together.
If you're itching to see cactus, creepy crawling things, the "wild west" and some fun folks (that's mostly Jodi but every now and then I surprise her) - then come visit us. We're always happy to have company!
We've had lots of friends and family come and visit which we've really enjoyed. Good experiences including watching the OR-AZ game, visiting interesting places around the area and a trip to Vegas recently.
In the summer Jodi and I traveled up to Washington without the kids. A long road trip together brings good opportunities to talk about lots of things. It probably would have been easier to fly but it was fun traveling across the country together.
If you're itching to see cactus, creepy crawling things, the "wild west" and some fun folks (that's mostly Jodi but every now and then I surprise her) - then come visit us. We're always happy to have company!
Jodi's Christmas
I'm dreaming of a white...no green...no brown...Christmas! Life in the desert is a far cry from living in the Evergreen State, but I think we'll all adjust. We moved to Tucson in February. I was never really at home in California, so I am hopeful that that the adjustment to Tucson will be smooth. I have informed Ken that we are nearing the end of my moving days. I am hopeful we will finally find a place to stay. I did some reflecting on my life and the number of moves. Fifteen houses (not including two dorms and an apartment in college), 10 cities (not including college town), 6 states. That is a lifetime of change. It explains a little about my desire to place roots somewhere.
After we left CA, I continued to work for the same company until May. I enjoyed the work, but they decided they really needed someone on site to do the job. I decided to take the summer to be with the kids, since the adjustment wasn't easy for them. Then started my job search in September. I will say, I've never had this much difficulty finding work. I guess my standards are a little different. I want a job that challenges me and pays more than 1/2 what I was making in CA. At some point I will settle, but I'm not there yet. I've been #2 choice on 3 ideal jobs. I'm not giving up.
I am making a few friends, but it is hard. We haven't found the "right" church yet and I don't have a job, so it's hard to meet new people. I'm confident that the connections will come with time. I have enjoyed visits from friends and family. We've had more visitors to AZ then we did living 20 miles from Disneyland (with free passes). A lot of our friends from Ken's office in CA have been to visit. Even with all of my complaining, we did make some good friends while in CA. We had a great time with them in Vegas just a few weeks ago. Having family within driving distance is also nice. Janet has been a gift, helping me unpack and sharing holidays. I'm so glad they are close. Looking forward to New Year's with Dad and Pam.
I guess besides the move, the hardest part of the year has been dealing with my eyes. This is the year that I finally have to accept that I do indeed have RP, and will be dealing with the consequences of that the rest of my life. First off, it is really, really dark in Tucson! My night driving days are coming to an end. If I do drive, I need someone in the car with me to make sure I don't miss something crucial. It has made me really miss my mom. I wish I had someone to talk to who actually understands the frustrations. I had to have cataract surgery this summer. (I guess early cataracts are common with RP patients). Once that was done a film or stain almost immediately formed, leaving me with cloudy vision. Laser surgery to correct that was done in November. Still blurry vision, macular edema (common in RP patients after cataract surgery, uncommon to everyone else). Drops, retina specialists, time and hope that I will eventually have clear vision again, though it's not guaranteed. Not good when center vision is blurry and peripheral is gone. Thinking I should have just lived with the cataracts, my vision was better before the surgery. Hindsight, it's much better than my regular sight.
Well, that is Jodi's year. But fear not, I have the least exciting life of all the Tuckers, so keep checking for their 2009 stories.
After we left CA, I continued to work for the same company until May. I enjoyed the work, but they decided they really needed someone on site to do the job. I decided to take the summer to be with the kids, since the adjustment wasn't easy for them. Then started my job search in September. I will say, I've never had this much difficulty finding work. I guess my standards are a little different. I want a job that challenges me and pays more than 1/2 what I was making in CA. At some point I will settle, but I'm not there yet. I've been #2 choice on 3 ideal jobs. I'm not giving up.
I am making a few friends, but it is hard. We haven't found the "right" church yet and I don't have a job, so it's hard to meet new people. I'm confident that the connections will come with time. I have enjoyed visits from friends and family. We've had more visitors to AZ then we did living 20 miles from Disneyland (with free passes). A lot of our friends from Ken's office in CA have been to visit. Even with all of my complaining, we did make some good friends while in CA. We had a great time with them in Vegas just a few weeks ago. Having family within driving distance is also nice. Janet has been a gift, helping me unpack and sharing holidays. I'm so glad they are close. Looking forward to New Year's with Dad and Pam.
I guess besides the move, the hardest part of the year has been dealing with my eyes. This is the year that I finally have to accept that I do indeed have RP, and will be dealing with the consequences of that the rest of my life. First off, it is really, really dark in Tucson! My night driving days are coming to an end. If I do drive, I need someone in the car with me to make sure I don't miss something crucial. It has made me really miss my mom. I wish I had someone to talk to who actually understands the frustrations. I had to have cataract surgery this summer. (I guess early cataracts are common with RP patients). Once that was done a film or stain almost immediately formed, leaving me with cloudy vision. Laser surgery to correct that was done in November. Still blurry vision, macular edema (common in RP patients after cataract surgery, uncommon to everyone else). Drops, retina specialists, time and hope that I will eventually have clear vision again, though it's not guaranteed. Not good when center vision is blurry and peripheral is gone. Thinking I should have just lived with the cataracts, my vision was better before the surgery. Hindsight, it's much better than my regular sight.
Well, that is Jodi's year. But fear not, I have the least exciting life of all the Tuckers, so keep checking for their 2009 stories.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Visiting Bloggers
I (Jodi) have been writing the annual Christmas letter for...well, let's just say a long time. I tell you all about what everyone in my family is doing, has done, will be doing. But this year is a little different. In the next few days, this blog will be visited by 5 different spirits, the spirits of Christmas Jodi, Christmas Ken, Christmas Jake, Christmas Megan and Christmas Michael. They will take you back through 2009 to the highlights of their lives, or as Dickens would say the "course" of their lives. We'll have to wait and see if these courses need adjusting.
"Men's courses will foreshadow certain ends... But if the courses be departed from, the ends will change."
"Men's courses will foreshadow certain ends... But if the courses be departed from, the ends will change."
Monday, December 7, 2009
What happens in Vegas....is AWESOME!
Ken and I took a much needed break from responsibility and spent a long weekend in Vegas with friends. We "vegased" with the same group of friends last year and had a blast so we decided to go for the second annual Vegas weekend. Definitely an annual event, won't matter where we live.
We left early Friday morning, arriving in Vegas around 8 AM. We love staying down on Fremont Street and the "old Vegas" experience. We walked around, gambled a little and met friends for a late lunch around 2:30. We spent most of Friday night at the Four Queens. There were about four of us at the blackjack table. We had a blast. Ended up getting 4 buy one get one dinners, so headed to dinner around 9. After dinner, some gambled some more, the rest of us headed to our favorite Irish Pub at the end of Fremont. Early to bed for us old folks (left the bar around 1:30 AM).
Up and to breakfast with a couple of people around 9 on Saturday. We decided to spend the day just bumming around Fremont. Spent some time playing blackjack and some at the craps table. Ken is Mr. Conservative and spends his $10 at the nickel poker machines watching football or listening to his IPod. Made the group decision to have a big fancy dinner on the strip. We went to Pampas Brazilian BBQ in Planet Hollywood. We got 1/2 price tickets for dinner, jumped in an empty shuttle around 5:30. This is an all you can eat place, buffet for sides and then they walk around with all different kinds of meat on a skewer. (Ken and Kris would love this place, he he). We ate sirloin, garlic covered filet, ham, turkey, chicken, lamb, sausage, and I probably forgot something. We left fully satisfied. Off to karaoke! Had a great time. Met some friends of friends, made new friends, embarrassed old friends, had a shot of something that tasted like kerosene, sang some songs, danced a little. Left for hotel around 2 AM.
Most of our group needed to leave pretty early Sunday so we met for breakfast around 9. While we were waiting at the restaurant on Saturday, my friend Bekah was being her usual friendly self and started talking with one of the ladies at the bar. (this lady totally reminded me of favorite Aunt Margie!) Turns out, she works organizing tours and promoting shows. She arranged free tickets for Sunday night to the Carrot Top comedy show for whoever wanted to stay. So, Ken and I, our "adoptive son" Derrick and another friend from the OC stayed Sunday for the show. Derrick and I had a blast playing blackjack and craps, and actually ended the day ahead. Had to decide whether to eat lunch or keep gambling, and the gambling won. When Ken stopped by the craps table to see how we were doing, I made him go get us something with some sugar so I wouldn't just pass out. Then to dinner and the Carrot Top show. We had great seats, he was hysterical. It was a great day!
Home today (Monday) but totally ready to go back. Can hardly wait until next year's annual trip. You should think about joining us. The more the merrier!
We left early Friday morning, arriving in Vegas around 8 AM. We love staying down on Fremont Street and the "old Vegas" experience. We walked around, gambled a little and met friends for a late lunch around 2:30. We spent most of Friday night at the Four Queens. There were about four of us at the blackjack table. We had a blast. Ended up getting 4 buy one get one dinners, so headed to dinner around 9. After dinner, some gambled some more, the rest of us headed to our favorite Irish Pub at the end of Fremont. Early to bed for us old folks (left the bar around 1:30 AM).
Up and to breakfast with a couple of people around 9 on Saturday. We decided to spend the day just bumming around Fremont. Spent some time playing blackjack and some at the craps table. Ken is Mr. Conservative and spends his $10 at the nickel poker machines watching football or listening to his IPod. Made the group decision to have a big fancy dinner on the strip. We went to Pampas Brazilian BBQ in Planet Hollywood. We got 1/2 price tickets for dinner, jumped in an empty shuttle around 5:30. This is an all you can eat place, buffet for sides and then they walk around with all different kinds of meat on a skewer. (Ken and Kris would love this place, he he). We ate sirloin, garlic covered filet, ham, turkey, chicken, lamb, sausage, and I probably forgot something. We left fully satisfied. Off to karaoke! Had a great time. Met some friends of friends, made new friends, embarrassed old friends, had a shot of something that tasted like kerosene, sang some songs, danced a little. Left for hotel around 2 AM.
Most of our group needed to leave pretty early Sunday so we met for breakfast around 9. While we were waiting at the restaurant on Saturday, my friend Bekah was being her usual friendly self and started talking with one of the ladies at the bar. (this lady totally reminded me of favorite Aunt Margie!) Turns out, she works organizing tours and promoting shows. She arranged free tickets for Sunday night to the Carrot Top comedy show for whoever wanted to stay. So, Ken and I, our "adoptive son" Derrick and another friend from the OC stayed Sunday for the show. Derrick and I had a blast playing blackjack and craps, and actually ended the day ahead. Had to decide whether to eat lunch or keep gambling, and the gambling won. When Ken stopped by the craps table to see how we were doing, I made him go get us something with some sugar so I wouldn't just pass out. Then to dinner and the Carrot Top show. We had great seats, he was hysterical. It was a great day!
Home today (Monday) but totally ready to go back. Can hardly wait until next year's annual trip. You should think about joining us. The more the merrier!
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
LET IT GO!!!
This is copied from an e-mail sent to me. It really hit home. There are some things I need to Let Go.
Good advice for us all...
By T. D. Jakes
There are people who can walk away from you.
And hear me when I tell you this! When people can walk away from you:
let them walk. I don't want you to try to talk another person into
staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to
see you, staying attached to you. I mean hang up the phone.
When people can walk away from you let them walk. Your destiny is never
tied to anybody that left.
The bible said that, they came out from us that it might be made
manifest that they were not for us. For had they been of us, no doubt
they would have continued with us. [1 John 2:19]
People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are not
joined to you, you can't make them stay.
Let them go.
And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their
part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in
your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead..
You've got to know when it's dead.
You've got to know when it's over. Let me tell you something.. I've got
the gift of good-bye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I believe in
good-bye.. It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, and I know
whatever God means for me to have He'll give it to me. And if it takes
too much sweat I don't need it. Stop begging people to stay.
Let them go!!
If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was
never intended for your life, then you need to......
LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to past hurts and pains .........
LET IT GO!!!
If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your
worth......
LET IT GO!!!
If someone has angered you.
LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge.....
LET IT GO!!!
If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction... ..
LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or
talents
LET IT GO!!!
If you have a bad attitude.... ...
LET IT GO!!!
If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better......
LET IT GO!!!
If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new level
in Him...........
LET IT GO!!!
If you are struggling with the healing of a broken relationship. ....
LET IT GO!!!
If you keep trying to help someone who won't even try to help
themselves.. ....
LET IT GO!!!
If you're feeling depressed and stressed ............
LET IT GO!!!
If there is a particular situation that you are so used to handling
yourself and God is saying 'take your hands off of it,' then you need
to......
LET IT GO!!!
'The Battle is the Lord's!'
Good advice for us all...
By T. D. Jakes
There are people who can walk away from you.
And hear me when I tell you this! When people can walk away from you:
let them walk. I don't want you to try to talk another person into
staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to
see you, staying attached to you. I mean hang up the phone.
When people can walk away from you let them walk. Your destiny is never
tied to anybody that left.
The bible said that, they came out from us that it might be made
manifest that they were not for us. For had they been of us, no doubt
they would have continued with us. [1 John 2:19]
People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are not
joined to you, you can't make them stay.
Let them go.
And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their
part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in
your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead..
You've got to know when it's dead.
You've got to know when it's over. Let me tell you something.. I've got
the gift of good-bye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I believe in
good-bye.. It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, and I know
whatever God means for me to have He'll give it to me. And if it takes
too much sweat I don't need it. Stop begging people to stay.
Let them go!!
If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was
never intended for your life, then you need to......
LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to past hurts and pains .........
LET IT GO!!!
If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your
worth......
LET IT GO!!!
If someone has angered you.
LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge.....
LET IT GO!!!
If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction... ..
LET IT GO!!!
If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or
talents
LET IT GO!!!
If you have a bad attitude.... ...
LET IT GO!!!
If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better......
LET IT GO!!!
If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new level
in Him...........
LET IT GO!!!
If you are struggling with the healing of a broken relationship. ....
LET IT GO!!!
If you keep trying to help someone who won't even try to help
themselves.. ....
LET IT GO!!!
If you're feeling depressed and stressed ............
LET IT GO!!!
If there is a particular situation that you are so used to handling
yourself and God is saying 'take your hands off of it,' then you need
to......
LET IT GO!!!
'The Battle is the Lord's!'
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
The theory of relativity
I was recently at an eye appointment complaining about my vision. I just had cataract surgery and had corrective lenses implanted. Now, I see worse than before the surgery. I was upset. The doctor says to me, "Vision is relative. I've had people in here with way worse vision and they think they see fine." WHAT?
Somethings are relative, for example, pain. Some people have a higher pain threshold than others. I'm a little bit of a wimp, but Megan can take just about anything and say she's fine. Weight is relative, thus the measurements are in ranges rather than absolutes. Maybe I look fat to you, but to some I'm flat out obese. That means it's relative.
But, vision is not. There are specific standards that have been set since the inception of optometry. They measure it specifically. If you are seeing 20/20 it's good, if you are seeing 20/90, it's not. There are set standards for what is acceptable for certain activities. I'm pretty sure everyone has to meet a certain visual standard before they can drive, join the military, even play school sports.
Sometimes doctors irritate me just a little. I understand there are no guarantees, medicine is not an exact science, but don't patronize me when I come to you with a complaint, even if you think it is minor.
Somethings are relative, for example, pain. Some people have a higher pain threshold than others. I'm a little bit of a wimp, but Megan can take just about anything and say she's fine. Weight is relative, thus the measurements are in ranges rather than absolutes. Maybe I look fat to you, but to some I'm flat out obese. That means it's relative.
But, vision is not. There are specific standards that have been set since the inception of optometry. They measure it specifically. If you are seeing 20/20 it's good, if you are seeing 20/90, it's not. There are set standards for what is acceptable for certain activities. I'm pretty sure everyone has to meet a certain visual standard before they can drive, join the military, even play school sports.
Sometimes doctors irritate me just a little. I understand there are no guarantees, medicine is not an exact science, but don't patronize me when I come to you with a complaint, even if you think it is minor.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
A Commentary on Road Trips
I am sitting here at my computer, listening to the dogs snore on the sofa behind me, contemplating the meaning of life, and the value of a road trip.
As much as I was dreading nearly 3000 miles in the car, I do have to admit it was peaceful and was definitely needed to prepare me for the emotion of a homecoming without my mother there to greet me. And it was a peaceful respite as I "decompressed" after the difficult and somewhat awkward time with my dad (with his new companion, never present, but ever present at the same time.)
I am reflecting on the patience of my husband who put up with some attacks that weren't really meant for him, but were a needed release. I'm not sure I would stand as a scapegoat for others. But he took it all in, knowing all the time, it was frustration that I didn't really feel secure venting any other way. How lucky am I?
I am reflecting on the maturity of my children. I can't tell you how many times we were asked if we were comfortable leaving them alone for 10 days. I guess there are families with children who don't get along, even to the point of physical violence. But I knew that Jake could and would take control of situations, but wouldn't lash out physically. As I ponder my own immediate family, and the strained relationships, I am hopeful that I am able to create a bond between my children that will withstand the turmoils that face every family.
I am reflecting on the oddity of an extended family that gathers annually to celebrate unity. 96 people with different personalities, different beliefs, but as lame as it sounds, a love that throws a blanket of comfort over me. This is a group of people who accept me just as I am. Oh, don't get me wrong, there is bickering and differences, but we appear to be able to put that aside, at least for a weekend, to celebrate each other and "us" as a family. I love you all!
Well, my mind is tired of reflecting, so I must move on to something a little more productive...but what?
As much as I was dreading nearly 3000 miles in the car, I do have to admit it was peaceful and was definitely needed to prepare me for the emotion of a homecoming without my mother there to greet me. And it was a peaceful respite as I "decompressed" after the difficult and somewhat awkward time with my dad (with his new companion, never present, but ever present at the same time.)
I am reflecting on the patience of my husband who put up with some attacks that weren't really meant for him, but were a needed release. I'm not sure I would stand as a scapegoat for others. But he took it all in, knowing all the time, it was frustration that I didn't really feel secure venting any other way. How lucky am I?
I am reflecting on the maturity of my children. I can't tell you how many times we were asked if we were comfortable leaving them alone for 10 days. I guess there are families with children who don't get along, even to the point of physical violence. But I knew that Jake could and would take control of situations, but wouldn't lash out physically. As I ponder my own immediate family, and the strained relationships, I am hopeful that I am able to create a bond between my children that will withstand the turmoils that face every family.
I am reflecting on the oddity of an extended family that gathers annually to celebrate unity. 96 people with different personalities, different beliefs, but as lame as it sounds, a love that throws a blanket of comfort over me. This is a group of people who accept me just as I am. Oh, don't get me wrong, there is bickering and differences, but we appear to be able to put that aside, at least for a weekend, to celebrate each other and "us" as a family. I love you all!
Well, my mind is tired of reflecting, so I must move on to something a little more productive...but what?
Monday, August 24, 2009
Family Update
So, I am addicted to Facebook, as are most of my kids. I update daily, sometimes more than that. I am thinking everyone is up to date on our lives, and then am reminded that there are those of you out there who do not use Facebook as religiously as I do, or at all (GASP). Thus, the blog update:
Jake and Megan are happily (or I'm happy so they should be) employed. Both are working at Einsteins Bagels, and Jake is also working at Big 5. He starts one class to finish his AA on Friday. Megan is taking 3 mindless classes, and aides another period at the high school, then heads off to her CNA class. It is run by the Community College here in town. She is hysterical about it. Loves to wear the scrubs.
Mike is a freshman and is busy with soccer and church. He will play club soccer through October, then (hopefully) high school soccer, then back to club. He loves his new team and can't wait for games to start. He's thinking they might win some, which is new for us as we didn't win much for the last two years in CA.
I had eye surgery the 18th on my left eye to remove a cataract. No, I'm not 75, that pesky RP sometimes makes them appear earlier than normal. I'm surrounded by grandmas! I had a corrective lens inserted in place of the regular replacement lens. After 1 week I am already seeing better than I did with glasses (out of that eye) and it should only get better. Surgery on right eye is scheduled for 9/22. In the meantime, I am either going without the glasses, or for computer and closer stuff using my old glasses with the left lens removed. I will need reading glasses when it is all finished. I'm not old enough for cataracts, but I am old enough to be presbiotic.
Ken is loving his job and from what I can tell, people here are loving him too. His schedule slowed down a little during the summer but is picking up again. He is headed to Detroit this week.
Next week Ken and I are headed north. It's nice that the kids are old enough I can leave them (with a debit card) and know they'll be fine. We are driving to Spokane to see my dad (and finally meet his new ... not sure what to call her ... friend). We are planning a "cousin karaoke" night which should be great fun. Then we head to Pendelton for the annual Bates family reunion. It should be a doozy this year with 95 confirmed, and this is just one side of my family. I went to the library today and got some books on tape to help pass the time on the drive. It's a long way, but Ken loves a good road trip, and air tickets to Spokane are expensive.
We are still in limbo with the house in CA. The offers have "gone to the investor". Not sure what that means, but am hoping it means we'll be done with this mess pretty soon.
That is our life in a nutshell. (A big nutshell now that I read back through, we'll call it a Brazil nutshell.)
Jake and Megan are happily (or I'm happy so they should be) employed. Both are working at Einsteins Bagels, and Jake is also working at Big 5. He starts one class to finish his AA on Friday. Megan is taking 3 mindless classes, and aides another period at the high school, then heads off to her CNA class. It is run by the Community College here in town. She is hysterical about it. Loves to wear the scrubs.
Mike is a freshman and is busy with soccer and church. He will play club soccer through October, then (hopefully) high school soccer, then back to club. He loves his new team and can't wait for games to start. He's thinking they might win some, which is new for us as we didn't win much for the last two years in CA.
I had eye surgery the 18th on my left eye to remove a cataract. No, I'm not 75, that pesky RP sometimes makes them appear earlier than normal. I'm surrounded by grandmas! I had a corrective lens inserted in place of the regular replacement lens. After 1 week I am already seeing better than I did with glasses (out of that eye) and it should only get better. Surgery on right eye is scheduled for 9/22. In the meantime, I am either going without the glasses, or for computer and closer stuff using my old glasses with the left lens removed. I will need reading glasses when it is all finished. I'm not old enough for cataracts, but I am old enough to be presbiotic.
Ken is loving his job and from what I can tell, people here are loving him too. His schedule slowed down a little during the summer but is picking up again. He is headed to Detroit this week.
Next week Ken and I are headed north. It's nice that the kids are old enough I can leave them (with a debit card) and know they'll be fine. We are driving to Spokane to see my dad (and finally meet his new ... not sure what to call her ... friend). We are planning a "cousin karaoke" night which should be great fun. Then we head to Pendelton for the annual Bates family reunion. It should be a doozy this year with 95 confirmed, and this is just one side of my family. I went to the library today and got some books on tape to help pass the time on the drive. It's a long way, but Ken loves a good road trip, and air tickets to Spokane are expensive.
We are still in limbo with the house in CA. The offers have "gone to the investor". Not sure what that means, but am hoping it means we'll be done with this mess pretty soon.
That is our life in a nutshell. (A big nutshell now that I read back through, we'll call it a Brazil nutshell.)
Friday, August 7, 2009
OK, Let's talk about TV
TV is a much maligned form of entertainment. When you are sitting talking with people, you don't sit and admit to having to replace the bulb on your TV 2 years early because you have it on all of the time. I am sure there are those of you who remember when this particular form of entertainment was new and exciting. Everyone talked about what they watched. We used to have extended family come over every Sunday night to watch Lawrence Welk with us when I was little. (That little tidbit of info goes no farther than this blog, understand?) I remember coming home from school and running to the TV to watch reruns of The Big Valley (Heath was so cute!) There used to be the "water cooler" discussions about every one's favorite shows. So, when did TV become a taboo? When did it become so bad to satisfy your need to just sit and watch every now and again?
So, now, I am forced, well not so much forced, but inclined, to defend my favorite entertainment. Let's look at the sheer volume of what's available. If you can't find something to watch on 200 channels, you need to find something to care about. I think you must be pretty boring if you can't find something to entertain you for a 1/2 hour or so. Just take our family. Ken is all over the Discovery Channel and Fox News (don't judge him.) Jake likes the sports recap shows and Chuck. Megan likes the cooking channel. Michael still enjoys a cartoon or two (as do we all, don't we?) I'll watch just about anything, I'll admit it: Lifetime, VH1, Reality TV, the History Channel, Biography, the Game Show Network, regular networks, even a shopping channel now and again.
Don't get me wrong. I am of the opinion that we need to live our lives in balance. Don't over do anything. The Bible doesn't say "don't be angry", it says "in your anger do not sin." It doesn't say "don't drink wine", it says "don't be drunk with wine." (ok, I fudge on that one sometimes.) It doesn't say "don't watch TV"...well it doesn't really talk about TV, but if it did it would say, "everything in moderation."
My point. Admit it, you watch TV. You have some shows that you don't want to miss. You use the DVR or TiVo or whatever it is you use to record shows when you aren't around to watch.
Hi, I'm Jodi, and I LOVE TV. I watch reality TV, just to make me feel a little better about myself (I tell my kids don't compare yourselves to the least of these, but sometimes it does feel good.) I like the cooking challenges and Ace of Cakes. I like Law & Order, Criminal Minds, Without a Trace, The Family Guy, the Big Bang Theory, How I Met Your Mother, infomercials about kitchen gadgets (don't know why since I don't cook, but I do). I LOVE TV.
So, now, I am forced, well not so much forced, but inclined, to defend my favorite entertainment. Let's look at the sheer volume of what's available. If you can't find something to watch on 200 channels, you need to find something to care about. I think you must be pretty boring if you can't find something to entertain you for a 1/2 hour or so. Just take our family. Ken is all over the Discovery Channel and Fox News (don't judge him.) Jake likes the sports recap shows and Chuck. Megan likes the cooking channel. Michael still enjoys a cartoon or two (as do we all, don't we?) I'll watch just about anything, I'll admit it: Lifetime, VH1, Reality TV, the History Channel, Biography, the Game Show Network, regular networks, even a shopping channel now and again.
Don't get me wrong. I am of the opinion that we need to live our lives in balance. Don't over do anything. The Bible doesn't say "don't be angry", it says "in your anger do not sin." It doesn't say "don't drink wine", it says "don't be drunk with wine." (ok, I fudge on that one sometimes.) It doesn't say "don't watch TV"...well it doesn't really talk about TV, but if it did it would say, "everything in moderation."
My point. Admit it, you watch TV. You have some shows that you don't want to miss. You use the DVR or TiVo or whatever it is you use to record shows when you aren't around to watch.
Hi, I'm Jodi, and I LOVE TV. I watch reality TV, just to make me feel a little better about myself (I tell my kids don't compare yourselves to the least of these, but sometimes it does feel good.) I like the cooking challenges and Ace of Cakes. I like Law & Order, Criminal Minds, Without a Trace, The Family Guy, the Big Bang Theory, How I Met Your Mother, infomercials about kitchen gadgets (don't know why since I don't cook, but I do). I LOVE TV.
Friday, July 24, 2009
A New Beginning
So many things are "starting over" at our house, so I thought I'd think (and write) about those.
Jake moved home July 5th. It's not like he was gone that long, but it was different without him around. Now we are starting over. New rules and expectations, new jobs, new friends, new school. He is excited and is really doing great. He has two new jobs (Wendy's and Big 5 Sporting Goods). He is still working with the community college to see what credits transfer and what he needs to complete his AA. He is hoping to get plugged in with the worship band at church. He is jumping in with both feet.
Megan starts her senior year in a few weeks. She is jumping in, or stepping cautiously into her new life as well. She had a great trip to Tennessee to a youth leadership conference with our church. She was still having some trouble connecting with the kids here, but she immediately made some new friends from CT. It was just the confidence booster she needed to push a little with the kids from AZ. By the end of the week she had connected with several of the kids from the youth group here. She took an online college prep course this summer and will be starting a CNA program through the community college this fall.
Michael's new beginnings start the minute we make a change. He doesn't have time to waste being lonely or sad. He has connected great with the new soccer team here. He has several friends from school, the neighborhood and the church. You can't hold a good man down.
And, while my kids are taking the bull by the horns and accepting this new beginning, I have been spending time remembering the past. Last week was my mom's birthday and the anniversary of her passing. I thought about going to Spokane, but honestly, I'm still a little nervous about going "home" and not having her there. To help keep me occupied, I have been hanging out with friends from the past. I went to San Diego with some friends from CA. I am spending the next week with my BFF from WA. I guess I'm not quite ready to embrace this new beginning, but I'm sure it will come...in time.
Jake moved home July 5th. It's not like he was gone that long, but it was different without him around. Now we are starting over. New rules and expectations, new jobs, new friends, new school. He is excited and is really doing great. He has two new jobs (Wendy's and Big 5 Sporting Goods). He is still working with the community college to see what credits transfer and what he needs to complete his AA. He is hoping to get plugged in with the worship band at church. He is jumping in with both feet.
Megan starts her senior year in a few weeks. She is jumping in, or stepping cautiously into her new life as well. She had a great trip to Tennessee to a youth leadership conference with our church. She was still having some trouble connecting with the kids here, but she immediately made some new friends from CT. It was just the confidence booster she needed to push a little with the kids from AZ. By the end of the week she had connected with several of the kids from the youth group here. She took an online college prep course this summer and will be starting a CNA program through the community college this fall.
Michael's new beginnings start the minute we make a change. He doesn't have time to waste being lonely or sad. He has connected great with the new soccer team here. He has several friends from school, the neighborhood and the church. You can't hold a good man down.
And, while my kids are taking the bull by the horns and accepting this new beginning, I have been spending time remembering the past. Last week was my mom's birthday and the anniversary of her passing. I thought about going to Spokane, but honestly, I'm still a little nervous about going "home" and not having her there. To help keep me occupied, I have been hanging out with friends from the past. I went to San Diego with some friends from CA. I am spending the next week with my BFF from WA. I guess I'm not quite ready to embrace this new beginning, but I'm sure it will come...in time.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Catching Up
I haven't posted for a while so I thought I would catch everyone up on our busy life.
We went to CA mid-June so that Megan could spend some time with her friends from school before graduation. We had a good time with friends, spent some time with Jake, and just relaxed. We got home Sunday night and got a call from Jake. Apparently his landlord had decided that she didn't really want a roommate after all. Really, she knew we were there for the weekend, but decided to wait until the Sunday evening to ask him to leave. WHATEVER...
So, July 4th weekend, Ken and I went back to CA to load Jake's things into a rented van and move him home. He had actually found another place to live that would still be within his budget, but he decided it was time to focus on school. We are proud of this decision. He is home now, looking for work, and planning on taking a class or two at the local community college with plans for a 4 year university either starting in January or next fall.
Megan is still struggling to find friends (as am I). She had a group of drama kids from CA come and spend a few days with us last week. It really was nice to see her living and enjoying life again. She is also looking for work (not very hard). She started an online anatomy & physiology class this summer to prepare her for the college CNA course she will start in the fall. It is one of those programs where she gets high school and college credit...and it is FREE. She left today for a week long trip with the youth group at church. She still hasn't made any connections there, so I'm a little worried about her.
Michael has friends all over the neighborhood. He is at some one's house, or they are here, most of the day. He started practicing with the soccer club this week as well. They have a camp that runs every week night to get the kids ready for the season. I think regular practices start in August. It is a little weird thinking that he will be in high school next year. Everyone grows up, except me.
I am doing a bunch of nothing. Not really finding any work that pays much more than my unemployment, so I'm not looking very hard. I am doctoring for my eyes trying to see a little better. Not sure when that will get better. I am going to San Diego with some friends from CA to see "Idols on Tour". After that, I fly to Portland to see friends. Melissa will come home with me, so we'll have about a week together total.
We are enjoying our pool. Ken loves his job and we are making a few friends there. I am enjoying the start of monsoon season. So far, we have just gotten the edge of the storms, so they are fun to watch. I imagine when we are in the middle of a big one, it won't be quite as much fun.
Ken and I are planning a short cruise in September with some friends from work. We'd love to get a whole group together, so if your interested let me know and I'll send the detail. It is nice having kids that are old enough to just leave for a couple of days.
We went to CA mid-June so that Megan could spend some time with her friends from school before graduation. We had a good time with friends, spent some time with Jake, and just relaxed. We got home Sunday night and got a call from Jake. Apparently his landlord had decided that she didn't really want a roommate after all. Really, she knew we were there for the weekend, but decided to wait until the Sunday evening to ask him to leave. WHATEVER...
So, July 4th weekend, Ken and I went back to CA to load Jake's things into a rented van and move him home. He had actually found another place to live that would still be within his budget, but he decided it was time to focus on school. We are proud of this decision. He is home now, looking for work, and planning on taking a class or two at the local community college with plans for a 4 year university either starting in January or next fall.
Megan is still struggling to find friends (as am I). She had a group of drama kids from CA come and spend a few days with us last week. It really was nice to see her living and enjoying life again. She is also looking for work (not very hard). She started an online anatomy & physiology class this summer to prepare her for the college CNA course she will start in the fall. It is one of those programs where she gets high school and college credit...and it is FREE. She left today for a week long trip with the youth group at church. She still hasn't made any connections there, so I'm a little worried about her.
Michael has friends all over the neighborhood. He is at some one's house, or they are here, most of the day. He started practicing with the soccer club this week as well. They have a camp that runs every week night to get the kids ready for the season. I think regular practices start in August. It is a little weird thinking that he will be in high school next year. Everyone grows up, except me.
I am doing a bunch of nothing. Not really finding any work that pays much more than my unemployment, so I'm not looking very hard. I am doctoring for my eyes trying to see a little better. Not sure when that will get better. I am going to San Diego with some friends from CA to see "Idols on Tour". After that, I fly to Portland to see friends. Melissa will come home with me, so we'll have about a week together total.
We are enjoying our pool. Ken loves his job and we are making a few friends there. I am enjoying the start of monsoon season. So far, we have just gotten the edge of the storms, so they are fun to watch. I imagine when we are in the middle of a big one, it won't be quite as much fun.
Ken and I are planning a short cruise in September with some friends from work. We'd love to get a whole group together, so if your interested let me know and I'll send the detail. It is nice having kids that are old enough to just leave for a couple of days.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
A few thoughts on Friendship
As you may have noticed from my Facebook status, Megan and I have been contemplating the difference between male and female friendships. As much as we scream for equality, we are fundamentally different on many levels, and this appears to be one of them. I will speak in generalities, knowing that there is always an exception. But, this is what we/I have noticed.
Women need friends, yet it appears much easier for a man to make a friend. I think it is because our definitions of friendship are so different. If a guy says to another, "hey you wanna go shoot some hoops?" they are friends. A woman on the other hand, can go shopping with you, be in your book club or Bible study, work in PTA with you, live on your block...but that doesn't make her your friend. We (I) need a bond that is a little closer than shared experiences. We like to share experiences, but then, we want to know what you thought, even felt, about those experiences. We want to know about your past, what's happening right now and your hopes and dreams for the future. We want to know why you liked or didn't like something. Two guys "friends" can come out of a movie and say "That was great." Two women "friends" need to go to coffee (or better yet dessert) to discuss the plot, the characters, and whether or not the movie was able to move us on an emotional level or make us think deeper or differently about an issue.
So, now to my dilemma (shared with Megan at this point in time). Making the kind of friends who you can trust with more than just shared experiences is hard! I can say from way too much experience, it takes about 2-3 years for women to cultivate friendships. When you move once you have finally made these connections, it really sucks! And, it kind of makes it harder to want to do the work required, take the risks required, put in the time needed, to find a new friend. The only time I have found an exception to this is when I made friends with anothe woman who moved around every 2-4 years just like us, we didn't have time to waste and we both knew it.
Here's another kicker. Because we want, even need these deeper relationships, we tend to surround ourselves with "our" people, blocking out opportunities for new relationships. Why bother putting in the effort with new gal over there, when we have one or two dear, trusted friends already? We don't need a gaggle of friends, just one or two. Too many tend to pull us in too many directions, spread us too thin. Once we have enough, we stop looking, making it all the harder for the new gal to break in, earn your trust and friendship. We will share some of the peripheral experiences with this new gal, but we won't put in the effort to get to know her. To follow my previous example, she can go to the movie with us, but she is not invited to dessert afterward.
But, meanwhile, the guys are going to work with people, playing soccer, skateboarding...making friends. Try talking to one of them (men) about feeling lonely. They just don't get it.
Since we've been here I have volunteered to help with church activities (VBS, youth group fundraising), walked around during the neighborhood garage sale introducing myself, joined a book club, attended church nearly every Sunday. I even hosted a meeting and a youth function at the house. So far...no one wants me to move to the next level, so I am stuck eating dessert alone.
Women need friends, yet it appears much easier for a man to make a friend. I think it is because our definitions of friendship are so different. If a guy says to another, "hey you wanna go shoot some hoops?" they are friends. A woman on the other hand, can go shopping with you, be in your book club or Bible study, work in PTA with you, live on your block...but that doesn't make her your friend. We (I) need a bond that is a little closer than shared experiences. We like to share experiences, but then, we want to know what you thought, even felt, about those experiences. We want to know about your past, what's happening right now and your hopes and dreams for the future. We want to know why you liked or didn't like something. Two guys "friends" can come out of a movie and say "That was great." Two women "friends" need to go to coffee (or better yet dessert) to discuss the plot, the characters, and whether or not the movie was able to move us on an emotional level or make us think deeper or differently about an issue.
So, now to my dilemma (shared with Megan at this point in time). Making the kind of friends who you can trust with more than just shared experiences is hard! I can say from way too much experience, it takes about 2-3 years for women to cultivate friendships. When you move once you have finally made these connections, it really sucks! And, it kind of makes it harder to want to do the work required, take the risks required, put in the time needed, to find a new friend. The only time I have found an exception to this is when I made friends with anothe woman who moved around every 2-4 years just like us, we didn't have time to waste and we both knew it.
Here's another kicker. Because we want, even need these deeper relationships, we tend to surround ourselves with "our" people, blocking out opportunities for new relationships. Why bother putting in the effort with new gal over there, when we have one or two dear, trusted friends already? We don't need a gaggle of friends, just one or two. Too many tend to pull us in too many directions, spread us too thin. Once we have enough, we stop looking, making it all the harder for the new gal to break in, earn your trust and friendship. We will share some of the peripheral experiences with this new gal, but we won't put in the effort to get to know her. To follow my previous example, she can go to the movie with us, but she is not invited to dessert afterward.
But, meanwhile, the guys are going to work with people, playing soccer, skateboarding...making friends. Try talking to one of them (men) about feeling lonely. They just don't get it.
Since we've been here I have volunteered to help with church activities (VBS, youth group fundraising), walked around during the neighborhood garage sale introducing myself, joined a book club, attended church nearly every Sunday. I even hosted a meeting and a youth function at the house. So far...no one wants me to move to the next level, so I am stuck eating dessert alone.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Good News/Bad News
Two posts in a week, life must be picking up a little...
So,
Bad News: Megan had to have her wisdom teeth pulled
Good News: She's doing fine, and she totally cracked her mom up on the way home from the doctor.
Bad News: Looks like I have to have cataract (sp?) surgery. I don't feel that old, but apparently it is part of the RP eye disease thing.
Good News: They can put in corrective lenses when they do the surgery so I won't have to wear glasses anymore, except maybe to read. I guess I am that old.
Bad News: We are getting foreclosure notices on the house in CA
Good News: We are in the final stages of a short sale and could be done with this in about 30 days!
Bad News: Ken had to fire someone this week. It is hard for him, especially in this economy.
Good News: Got rid of some dead weight, maybe they can pick things up and make their membership and FOS goals.
Bad News: We got Megan's proofs back from the photographer and we can't choose!
Good News: She is so beautiful!
Bad News: Jodi usually sees the bad news in life.
Good News: I'm working on that problem.
So,
Bad News: Megan had to have her wisdom teeth pulled
Good News: She's doing fine, and she totally cracked her mom up on the way home from the doctor.
Bad News: Looks like I have to have cataract (sp?) surgery. I don't feel that old, but apparently it is part of the RP eye disease thing.
Good News: They can put in corrective lenses when they do the surgery so I won't have to wear glasses anymore, except maybe to read. I guess I am that old.
Bad News: We are getting foreclosure notices on the house in CA
Good News: We are in the final stages of a short sale and could be done with this in about 30 days!
Bad News: Ken had to fire someone this week. It is hard for him, especially in this economy.
Good News: Got rid of some dead weight, maybe they can pick things up and make their membership and FOS goals.
Bad News: We got Megan's proofs back from the photographer and we can't choose!
Good News: She is so beautiful!
Bad News: Jodi usually sees the bad news in life.
Good News: I'm working on that problem.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
A Change in the Seasons
These are some lilies that are growing in our backyard. One of the plants is over 6 feet tall with 4 or 5 blooms. They are beautiful. The weather is getting hotter and talk of an early Monsoon Season is increasing. There is definitely change in the air.
Michael graduated 8th grade. He has braces now. He got home from a school trip to Magic Mountain and said he must have screamed too much because his voice kept cracking. When we moved here I took he and Megan to the doctor for a routine check up. At that time he was about 1/2 inch shorter than her. Last Sunday I noticed him standing next to her, and he was probably an inch taller...then I noticed her 4 inch heals! We had to buy a pair of pants for his graduation ceremony, that was quite an adventure. Waist size Boys 12-14 but that leaves the pants about 2 inches above his ankles. Boys 16-18 fit in length, but leave about 2-3 inches in the waist. So, he is probably about 5'5" and weighs between 95-100. Yeah, he's changing.
I took Megan to get her Senior pictures taken yesterday. How did it happen? I think I will forever have her stuck in my mind as that fragile 7 year old, and now, she is a beautiful, charming, intelligent young woman. She got her SAT scores (1780, not too shabby). She is taking a college anatomy class in preparation for her CNA training next year. She is applying for colleges all over the state. We are actually doing a campus visit in June. Letting go of this one is VERY HARD!
Then there is Jake, stepping boldly into manhood. He had some tough career choices to make. He loves his work with the teens in CA, but our church here was offering a summer internship (and possibly more) as worship leader for our adult services. Music vs. Kids. This has been his big dilemma for some time. I was talking to him yesterday and he said he was pretty sure he was going to stay in CA. He loved working with the kids and really felt like he was making a difference in their lives. He has given the message to the High School group a couple of times, and is right in the middle of planning summer activities and summer camp for them. He said he loves the music, but he is starting to realize it probably will be a life long hobby and not a career. Now, more choices regarding work and schooling to reach the goals he is beginning to set for himself. We are so very proud of him. (If you feel led to help support his ministry let me know and I can get you his contact info.)
There you have it. The tidal wave of change that is the Tuckers.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
"Advanced" Technology
If you are under 30, you will probably not understand this blog, but you should read it as it will give you insight into how the rest of the world views your generation.
I think it is possible we are raising a generation that will be totally incapable of communicating verbally. Megan would rather Facebook or text her friends than be with them. She has a boy that she "likes" that will absolutely not speak to her face to face. If he sees her in the hall at school, or at church, he runs the other way. Yet, she is convinced he "likes" her as well. I am baffled. We went out after a school sporting event with a family, Megan, and three other teens her age. One of the boys actually turned his back away from our side of the table just in case someone got the lame idea that he was available for conversation. I did tell one of the other adults it was almost like they were afraid to speak to each other out loud, and Megan was LIVID. How could I embarrass her in front of her friends? Really, her friends? The ones who wouldn't speak to her, who moved their bodies physically so as not to have to even look at her? Her friends? What am I missing?
I refuse to give into this phenomenon. Don't get me wrong, I like Facebook, and I'm ok with texting, but I would much rather be WITH a person, talking face to face. I have decided my children will have the ability to speak, even if it kills them and they hate me in the process. That means verbal words coming from their mouths. Facebook is gone, the cell phone is gone until I have some sort of confirmation that my children understand the importance of human contact. And until I am convinced they can spot RUDE when it is (here is where I was going to say, staring them in the face, but...) turning it's back on them (seems more appropriate.)
These new tools of communication are meant to bring us closer, but not to the point where we cannot or will not see the value in human contact and verbal expression. I think I am finally understanding Ken B.'s feelings regarding the printed newspaper versus the Internet. I just signed up for the Arizona Daily Star! "We must not be assimilated!"
I think it is possible we are raising a generation that will be totally incapable of communicating verbally. Megan would rather Facebook or text her friends than be with them. She has a boy that she "likes" that will absolutely not speak to her face to face. If he sees her in the hall at school, or at church, he runs the other way. Yet, she is convinced he "likes" her as well. I am baffled. We went out after a school sporting event with a family, Megan, and three other teens her age. One of the boys actually turned his back away from our side of the table just in case someone got the lame idea that he was available for conversation. I did tell one of the other adults it was almost like they were afraid to speak to each other out loud, and Megan was LIVID. How could I embarrass her in front of her friends? Really, her friends? The ones who wouldn't speak to her, who moved their bodies physically so as not to have to even look at her? Her friends? What am I missing?
I refuse to give into this phenomenon. Don't get me wrong, I like Facebook, and I'm ok with texting, but I would much rather be WITH a person, talking face to face. I have decided my children will have the ability to speak, even if it kills them and they hate me in the process. That means verbal words coming from their mouths. Facebook is gone, the cell phone is gone until I have some sort of confirmation that my children understand the importance of human contact. And until I am convinced they can spot RUDE when it is (here is where I was going to say, staring them in the face, but...) turning it's back on them (seems more appropriate.)
These new tools of communication are meant to bring us closer, but not to the point where we cannot or will not see the value in human contact and verbal expression. I think I am finally understanding Ken B.'s feelings regarding the printed newspaper versus the Internet. I just signed up for the Arizona Daily Star! "We must not be assimilated!"
Monday, May 4, 2009
Wildlife
Arizona is a whole new world for us. Mainly we have lived in the northwest, and this is nothing like the northwest. It's not even anything like the dry side of the northwest. So I will share some of our wildlife encounters, I'm sure you'll love them. We'll start out with the nicer things...
We have a yard full of birds. I'm not sure we've ever lived where there appear to be so many species of birds, and no sea gulls to be seen. We've got quail, turtle doves, and my personal favorite are the humming birds. We have one particular humming bird that has found his favorite perch on a branch of a Palo Verde tree right outside our yard. He is there every afternoon. I don't remember ever seeing a hummingbird sit still. I've seen them at feeders and flowers with their wings flapping so fast you can't see them. This one, he likes to rest in the afternoons. The neighbors told us he is the only species of hummingbird that makes a sound. Only the males sing. It is a really high pitched tweet of sorts. Very pretty bird.
A couple of times, we have been sitting on the back patio and spotted a small lizard sunning itself on our back wall. Michael insists that he has seen a "really big lizard" but we have only seen the gecko type. Megan actually saw one, a little too late, and ran over it. Her first road kill. Good memories. I think she actually named it. And she is calling herself the lizard slayer.
But not everything here is fun to see and hear. We have had a scratching sound in the computer room since we moved in. Yep, pack rats. GREAT! So the exterminator came and set traps, so far, 6 pack rats killed. Again, I talked to a neighbor who said, they had killed 12 in the last few months. We have started the monthly extermination service that will hopefully keep the rats, and anything else yucky out of our yard and out of our house!
In the process of dealing with the exterminators told us we should clear some of the brush away from the back fence. Behind us is a "wash" that is basically a association owned slope that can fill with water during the monsoons. There was a lot of dead stuff right along our fence. Ken went out there and moved it all away from the fence about two feet. The neighbor behind, said he didn't really like what we did, could we clean it up. So, yesterday, Ken heads out to clean up some of the brush. He is walking along and hears a weird noise, looks down and he is inches away from stepping on a RATTLESNAKE. He turned and ran back to the safety of our side of the fence. We called the neighbors (I'm sure they are sick of us asking for nature assistance, but what can you do). He came over and said, Yep, that's a rattlesnake (about 3 feet long). He said the fire department would come get it. I called, but in the meantime, Ken lost track of it, so it's still back there. I'm pretty sure we are hiring someone to come clear that brush away. No one from our family is going back there. And, next time Michael wants to go play in the "wash" with his friends, the answer is a definite "NO."
Friday, April 24, 2009
A Moment to Ponder
I am sitting in the airport in Santa Ana (aka, hell) after a busy week training my replacement at....well that place I used to work. Kind of makes one sit and think about things. The first year living here was pretty good. We made a few good friends and life seemed to be ok. Then ALL of those friends moved away, the church we found didn't really seem like home anymore, and I felt terribly alone. I spent the next two years pretty much bitching about everything. I decided we lived in hell and I'd never like it. But slowly it got better. And I didn't even notice because I was so busy telling myself I hated everything. I made new friends, we found a new church, and still, blah, blah, blah...the negativity.
Now, we're gone. This is my last hoorah at...that place I used to work. I realize that despite all the crap, I really did enjoy working there. I feel like I made a big contribution to the company, I met some fantastic people (and a few clunkers) but all in all, it was good. AND I DIDN'T NOTICE.
So for all of you out there in "hell", I apologize for not recognizing how wonderful you are, how much fun I had working and playing with you. I know it now, because I miss it. So the old adage about not knowing what you have until it's gone is Totally True.
New resolution, look for the good things and deal with the bad. I am now anxiously awaiting the Great things that are in store for us in this next chapter. And I'll try to recognize them as great in the moment, instead of in hindsight.
Now, we're gone. This is my last hoorah at...that place I used to work. I realize that despite all the crap, I really did enjoy working there. I feel like I made a big contribution to the company, I met some fantastic people (and a few clunkers) but all in all, it was good. AND I DIDN'T NOTICE.
So for all of you out there in "hell", I apologize for not recognizing how wonderful you are, how much fun I had working and playing with you. I know it now, because I miss it. So the old adage about not knowing what you have until it's gone is Totally True.
New resolution, look for the good things and deal with the bad. I am now anxiously awaiting the Great things that are in store for us in this next chapter. And I'll try to recognize them as great in the moment, instead of in hindsight.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Good vs. Evil
We took the wagon train (aka the car) to Tombstone yesterday. It was a beautiful drive. The kids were arguing over whether the land was burnt, just dead, or in the shadows from clouds. It's still a mystery, but I'm thinking all of the above. Weird sticks growing out of small palm trees, other trees with bark as dark as soot, yet a hint of green on top, dead grass, beautiful "mountains" surrounding us. Fun times.
So, you tell me, Wyatt Earp, good guy or bad. After a day in Tombstone, I'm not really sure. I think it is the quintessential example of the line between good and evil being very narrow. All the western movies and folk lore show him as a lawman bringing peace to a wild town. But, some of the stories in Tombstone say there might have been more to the story. A lust for power, a grudge that needed settled. Were the Claytons ambused at the OK coral, or did the Earps defend themselves. Don't think I've got that one sorted out in my mind yet. But, it was a fun day of gun fights, saloons, and graveyards with stones that read like this "Lester Moore, 4 slugs from a 44, no less, no more." When we got home we rented the movie "Tombstone" to get the Hollywood perspective on the story (always correct I know.) Megan said, that hearing the story 4 or 5 different ways, kind of bored her. But they were all good sports.
I think today, the line is still pretty blurred. We've found that you can find some "evil" people at your local church, and some "good" people at the local bar. It's weird to me, how narrow minded and closed off we can become (myself included.) Our recent experiences have helped me realize, we need to be on the lookout for both (good and evil) no matter where we are. We need to actively search for the good in the world, and all the while, be vigilent to protect ourselves and our families from the evil. Deep, I know.
Enough of all that, and on to VISITORS. My daddy is coming! I'm looking forward to visiting with him and sharing some of the local attractions (mostly cactus) with him. I love having visitors. It is weird that we've had more visitors here, than we did when we lived in CA (minutes from Disneyland with free passes.) But, I'm loving it. We had a party for Ken's staff on Friday. It was so fun getting to know all the people who work with him. They are all on the "good" side from what I could tell. I love when people can just relax and laugh and have fun. Hopefully we were able to accomplish that. You would think that someone who hates to cook and clean as much as I do, would dread having visitors, but I love it! I guess it's because I don't care if I serve Costco food in a less than spotless environment. (Though I'm nothing like the people on "Clean House." Have you seen that show? Gross!)
That's all I have time for today. If I write too much you won't read it anyway. Take care, and start planning your trip now. We're so popular, you might need a reservation. I've got some of you booked already. Dad, Melissa, Bekah, Keyli....who's next?
So, you tell me, Wyatt Earp, good guy or bad. After a day in Tombstone, I'm not really sure. I think it is the quintessential example of the line between good and evil being very narrow. All the western movies and folk lore show him as a lawman bringing peace to a wild town. But, some of the stories in Tombstone say there might have been more to the story. A lust for power, a grudge that needed settled. Were the Claytons ambused at the OK coral, or did the Earps defend themselves. Don't think I've got that one sorted out in my mind yet. But, it was a fun day of gun fights, saloons, and graveyards with stones that read like this "Lester Moore, 4 slugs from a 44, no less, no more." When we got home we rented the movie "Tombstone" to get the Hollywood perspective on the story (always correct I know.) Megan said, that hearing the story 4 or 5 different ways, kind of bored her. But they were all good sports.
I think today, the line is still pretty blurred. We've found that you can find some "evil" people at your local church, and some "good" people at the local bar. It's weird to me, how narrow minded and closed off we can become (myself included.) Our recent experiences have helped me realize, we need to be on the lookout for both (good and evil) no matter where we are. We need to actively search for the good in the world, and all the while, be vigilent to protect ourselves and our families from the evil. Deep, I know.
Enough of all that, and on to VISITORS. My daddy is coming! I'm looking forward to visiting with him and sharing some of the local attractions (mostly cactus) with him. I love having visitors. It is weird that we've had more visitors here, than we did when we lived in CA (minutes from Disneyland with free passes.) But, I'm loving it. We had a party for Ken's staff on Friday. It was so fun getting to know all the people who work with him. They are all on the "good" side from what I could tell. I love when people can just relax and laugh and have fun. Hopefully we were able to accomplish that. You would think that someone who hates to cook and clean as much as I do, would dread having visitors, but I love it! I guess it's because I don't care if I serve Costco food in a less than spotless environment. (Though I'm nothing like the people on "Clean House." Have you seen that show? Gross!)
That's all I have time for today. If I write too much you won't read it anyway. Take care, and start planning your trip now. We're so popular, you might need a reservation. I've got some of you booked already. Dad, Melissa, Bekah, Keyli....who's next?
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Two's Company, Three's Loud
Jake has been visiting for about a week, and the noise level in our home increased exponentially. I love hearing him play the piano, singing, and joking with the other kids, but man, he's loud. His visit has made a bid difference with Megan. She is back to her old self, no more pouting and moping. The two of them are laughing at each other all the time. It's good for a mother's soul.
We have decided to try another church. We really wanted to find a fit at the Nazarene church since it has been our home for so long. Unfortunately, it's not really working. We've been attending pretty regularly for about a month, and still no one seems to care that we're there. The kids in the youth group are not very friendly at all (typical of teens). Ken and I walked around the church grounds after service looking for a Sunday School class. We were pretty obviously lost and not sure what to do or where to go. Not one person asked if they could help. If someone you don't know sticks their head into your room, you'd think at least the teacher would ask if they could help us find a place. We ended up tracking down the pastor's wife, who gave us wrong information. Not a great experience. We'll try another church this weekend. I really want to find that place where we can feel at home. I want the kids to find friends. I want Ken and I to find friends.
It sounds like we'll be getting SoCal visitors. Some of Ken's former co-workers, and my karaoke friends are coming first part of May. Some friends from "that place I work" are coming the end of May. My dad is coming for Easter. Kind of weird. We lived next door to Disney for 4 years, with free passes, and got a handful of visitors. Now we are in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by cactus, and we're like a hotel. Go figure. We're glad for the company though. We want to share our lovely new home with everyone. So, call ahead and make a reservation!
We have decided to try another church. We really wanted to find a fit at the Nazarene church since it has been our home for so long. Unfortunately, it's not really working. We've been attending pretty regularly for about a month, and still no one seems to care that we're there. The kids in the youth group are not very friendly at all (typical of teens). Ken and I walked around the church grounds after service looking for a Sunday School class. We were pretty obviously lost and not sure what to do or where to go. Not one person asked if they could help. If someone you don't know sticks their head into your room, you'd think at least the teacher would ask if they could help us find a place. We ended up tracking down the pastor's wife, who gave us wrong information. Not a great experience. We'll try another church this weekend. I really want to find that place where we can feel at home. I want the kids to find friends. I want Ken and I to find friends.
It sounds like we'll be getting SoCal visitors. Some of Ken's former co-workers, and my karaoke friends are coming first part of May. Some friends from "that place I work" are coming the end of May. My dad is coming for Easter. Kind of weird. We lived next door to Disney for 4 years, with free passes, and got a handful of visitors. Now we are in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by cactus, and we're like a hotel. Go figure. We're glad for the company though. We want to share our lovely new home with everyone. So, call ahead and make a reservation!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Plays, Soccer and Sunburns
We had a great weekend of kid activities. Megan was in her first play at school. I love how they gave her a part so quickly. She did amazing (duh). It was fun to see her interact with her drama peeps. I am hopeful she will establish some friendships quickly. No one wants to spend their weekends with mom and dad.
After a nightmare of paperwork, we got approval from CA and AZ for Michael to play soccer. You'd think he was defecting, not moving to a new state. But, that being said, we appreciate all the work people did to make sure all the I's were crossed etc. His team did really well. They won 3 out of 4 games, coming in 3rd in the tournament. Michael scored one goal and got 3 assists. I think he brought a little life into a team that had gotten comfortable and a little lazy. After they won their second game and made it into the consolation (3rd-4th) game, one of the boys said "Just think what would have happened if Michael didn't show up." Another boy said "We would've lost!" That really made him feel good. We did learn the lesson of sunscreen, sunscreen, sunscreen. Even though it wasn't hot, both Ken and I have dry, tender, red faces today.
Saturday night I took Mike and a couple neighbor boys to a movie to quasi celebrate his birthday. I accidentally found the $2 movie theater! I was just trying to find a PG movie (since one of the boys is only 10). We ended up watching Bedtime Stories. 5 people for $9.75! We will definitely go back there. The movies aren't that old and the price is definitely right.
Sunday we missed church in the AM because of soccer, but went to a concert they had Sunday night. It was a group that was started by the music minister at Portland First Church when I was a secretary there. How weird is that? Honestly, it was so long ago, I don't think he remembered me, but he was polite (18 years, man I'm old!) We like the church, but are not finding a lot of connections. Not sure why. We'll give it some time. It took me about a year to connect at our church in CA so I guess I can't complain too much after a few weeks. Wish the youth pastor would put some effort into getting my kids connected though.
Well, I'd better get back to work. I am enjoying the work from home thing. While I don't work 4 hours straight, I do put in my time throughout the day. I think that works for them as well as for me. They get responses to e-mails and requests promptly because I am checking every couple of hours. So, while I might not have work to do first thing in the morning, it will probably come in throughout the day. So, I take the morning and run some errands, or watch TV, or blog. Then I come back and work a little more in the afternoons.
We are lonely, so visitors are welcome! It's not too hot yet, so now is the time. Actually I don't even think it will get into the 70's today.
After a nightmare of paperwork, we got approval from CA and AZ for Michael to play soccer. You'd think he was defecting, not moving to a new state. But, that being said, we appreciate all the work people did to make sure all the I's were crossed etc. His team did really well. They won 3 out of 4 games, coming in 3rd in the tournament. Michael scored one goal and got 3 assists. I think he brought a little life into a team that had gotten comfortable and a little lazy. After they won their second game and made it into the consolation (3rd-4th) game, one of the boys said "Just think what would have happened if Michael didn't show up." Another boy said "We would've lost!" That really made him feel good. We did learn the lesson of sunscreen, sunscreen, sunscreen. Even though it wasn't hot, both Ken and I have dry, tender, red faces today.
Saturday night I took Mike and a couple neighbor boys to a movie to quasi celebrate his birthday. I accidentally found the $2 movie theater! I was just trying to find a PG movie (since one of the boys is only 10). We ended up watching Bedtime Stories. 5 people for $9.75! We will definitely go back there. The movies aren't that old and the price is definitely right.
Sunday we missed church in the AM because of soccer, but went to a concert they had Sunday night. It was a group that was started by the music minister at Portland First Church when I was a secretary there. How weird is that? Honestly, it was so long ago, I don't think he remembered me, but he was polite (18 years, man I'm old!) We like the church, but are not finding a lot of connections. Not sure why. We'll give it some time. It took me about a year to connect at our church in CA so I guess I can't complain too much after a few weeks. Wish the youth pastor would put some effort into getting my kids connected though.
Well, I'd better get back to work. I am enjoying the work from home thing. While I don't work 4 hours straight, I do put in my time throughout the day. I think that works for them as well as for me. They get responses to e-mails and requests promptly because I am checking every couple of hours. So, while I might not have work to do first thing in the morning, it will probably come in throughout the day. So, I take the morning and run some errands, or watch TV, or blog. Then I come back and work a little more in the afternoons.
We are lonely, so visitors are welcome! It's not too hot yet, so now is the time. Actually I don't even think it will get into the 70's today.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Paper, Cardboard and LIZARDS!
Michael got his first official "welcome to Arizona" this weekend. He was helping Ken load the cars with packing paper and boxes to take to the recycling center. He wasn't watching too closely, just picking up a bag of paper and throwing it over the fence to Ken. He picked up the last bag and there was a "HUGE" lizard underneath. He screamed like a little girl. No one else saw it, but he says it was as long as Ginger. I guess we'll have to do some research on AZ pest & varmint control.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
I officially need my new garden tub!
My cousin from Phoenix came to visit yesterday and to help unpack. I had been doing about a three boxes a day and feeling like a lot was getting accomplished. Yeah, we still had half the garage piled from floor to ceiling, but you could walk through the house. Oh what a difference a day makes! She is some kind of work horse. We opened every box in the garage. We took a bunch into the house, and tried to organize what needed to be left in the garage. We threw out tons of stuff (Tupperware with no lids, towels with fringe where there once was none, kitchen utensils with broken handles...) By the time Ken got home, boxes were torn down and stacked in the side yard, the garage was nearly done, pictures were hung, furniture rearranged, and dinner was in the oven! Yeah, she is that good. We finished in one day what would have taken Ken and I months to accomplish. There is a gene on my dad's side of the family that turns people into little work horses. That gene, NOT passed down to me, however, cousin Janet...she got the it! I can't thank her enough.
We also had some of my other cousins kids (grown up) over for dinner (which of course was prepared by Janet, not me.) It was fun having a bunch of people sitting on our back patio enjoying a good meal. I'm hopeful that will happen often. They live all the way on the other side of town, but it is fun thinking they are even semi close. We haven't had that for a while. So, David, Kristi, Tim...you are welcome anytime. I'm even thinking we might have a dog sitter or two in the bunch, just in case we want to take a little vacation this summer.
Well, I'd better go get some dinner started. I think we are having the breakfast dinner tonight, since we were a little too lazy this morning to cook it.
We also had some of my other cousins kids (grown up) over for dinner (which of course was prepared by Janet, not me.) It was fun having a bunch of people sitting on our back patio enjoying a good meal. I'm hopeful that will happen often. They live all the way on the other side of town, but it is fun thinking they are even semi close. We haven't had that for a while. So, David, Kristi, Tim...you are welcome anytime. I'm even thinking we might have a dog sitter or two in the bunch, just in case we want to take a little vacation this summer.
Well, I'd better go get some dinner started. I think we are having the breakfast dinner tonight, since we were a little too lazy this morning to cook it.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Home Again...somewhere new
The Tuckers have landed safely in Tucson. We love our new house, even though it is overflowing with boxes. Since I am technically still working for ... that company... I work an hour, unpack a box, work an hour, unpack a box, and so on. It seems to be working thus far. The bedrooms and kitchen are mostly unloaded. We are still finding misc. things here and there. I just found Michael's bedding today! My cousin Janet is coming down from Phoenix to help us on Friday. It will be nice to have family semi-close.
The dogs love it, I am assuming that since they sleep on the couch, then move outside and sleep on the grass, then when they want to get really hot, they sleep on the patio. It's all pretty basic stuff.
Megan and Michael started school on Monday. Then Megan had half days Tues & Weds. Everyone is out for "Rodeo Break" Thurs & Fri. Not an ideal week to start school, but it does help them to start out slow I guess.
Mike is doing fine. He technically won first chair in Jazz band, but the girl who was first got so mad she wouldn't play, so he told the teacher, he should be second chair since he didn't know the music that well. The teacher winked at him and called him a "good man." He has made a couple of friends on our street, and seems to have some friends at school as well.
Megan is missing her friends, her activities, etc. She has made a couple of friends. One guy she met at church on Sunday tracked her down at lunch on Monday so she wouldn't have to sit alone. He has been very nice. Are his motive pure? I'm not going to speculate. He's a cute kid, and he's being nice to her, that's all I need to know. She isn't enjoying the drama yet, but I have convinced her to give it some time.
Ken loves his new job and is spending a lot of time meeting people. Hopefully once the house is together, we can meet people together. I'm about the only one in the family who hasn't met at least one "friend."
Well, I'd better check my work e-mails and get back to unpacking. Keep in touch. I need e-mails to remind me we're still connected. Tuckermom1@comcast.net.
The dogs love it, I am assuming that since they sleep on the couch, then move outside and sleep on the grass, then when they want to get really hot, they sleep on the patio. It's all pretty basic stuff.
Megan and Michael started school on Monday. Then Megan had half days Tues & Weds. Everyone is out for "Rodeo Break" Thurs & Fri. Not an ideal week to start school, but it does help them to start out slow I guess.
Mike is doing fine. He technically won first chair in Jazz band, but the girl who was first got so mad she wouldn't play, so he told the teacher, he should be second chair since he didn't know the music that well. The teacher winked at him and called him a "good man." He has made a couple of friends on our street, and seems to have some friends at school as well.
Megan is missing her friends, her activities, etc. She has made a couple of friends. One guy she met at church on Sunday tracked her down at lunch on Monday so she wouldn't have to sit alone. He has been very nice. Are his motive pure? I'm not going to speculate. He's a cute kid, and he's being nice to her, that's all I need to know. She isn't enjoying the drama yet, but I have convinced her to give it some time.
Ken loves his new job and is spending a lot of time meeting people. Hopefully once the house is together, we can meet people together. I'm about the only one in the family who hasn't met at least one "friend."
Well, I'd better check my work e-mails and get back to unpacking. Keep in touch. I need e-mails to remind me we're still connected. Tuckermom1@comcast.net.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Last minutes
So, I am sitting here at my computer, waiting for the moving team to come pack everything up. Jake is the only one home right now, and he is banging away on the piano (he really does play well, it's just so loud sometimes...all the time.) His new favorite song is "Hallelujah" (the one that dreadlock guy sang on last year's Idol.) Just thinking, this is the last few days with him to bother me. I am pretty sure I'll miss that. I know he'll be fine, but I worry as well. The economy, the unemployment, our financial problems...how is he going to make it? He has an interview today, let's pray he gets a job!
Here is a funny story....It never rains in California, yeah right. For the last week, nothing but rain, and more rain, then a downpour, then rain. Today....hail! So now, I am moving all of my outdoor stuff which is covered in an inch of hail. Should I be reading something into this? I've hated it here for so long, now that it's time to move, I feel tentative. Weird. I guess even I can't understand how my mind works sometimes.
No blogs for a while. I sent an e-mail with our new contact info. If you didn't get it, let me know so we can keep connected. The old e-mail will be out of commission as of the 18th. But, my computer will be out of commission today, so it won't really matter. Remember to keep in touch. I'm gonna be lonely for a while, so I'll need you guys!
Here is a funny story....It never rains in California, yeah right. For the last week, nothing but rain, and more rain, then a downpour, then rain. Today....hail! So now, I am moving all of my outdoor stuff which is covered in an inch of hail. Should I be reading something into this? I've hated it here for so long, now that it's time to move, I feel tentative. Weird. I guess even I can't understand how my mind works sometimes.
No blogs for a while. I sent an e-mail with our new contact info. If you didn't get it, let me know so we can keep connected. The old e-mail will be out of commission as of the 18th. But, my computer will be out of commission today, so it won't really matter. Remember to keep in touch. I'm gonna be lonely for a while, so I'll need you guys!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder...It's a Crock!
I am feeling so lonely. Ken has been gone about a week and a half. Sure, he calls. But, he is living a totally separate life. We don't share anything. He tells me what he's done, I tell him what I've done, no shared experiences. It doesn't make my heart grow fonder, it makes me sad, worried that he'll realize just what a mess I really am and how much easier it is without the hassle.
So, I turn to my kids. but they are all out trying to squeak in as many minutes with friends as possible before we leave. Most of the time, I'm just here alone with the dogs. I even miss going in to work. Absence not making my heart fonder, making me want to tie them up and never let them out of the house. That can't be healthy.
Truthfully, I'm even mad at my mom for leaving me here alone. She always had a sense to know when to call, and could hear in my voice all of my needs. What about dad....that's good question. No one really knows what about dad. He is learning how to pursue new relationships, while holding on to the old ones. Not sure he's succeeding as of yet, but I'm hopeful.
So there you have it. I am absent from Ken, the kids, my mom, my dad. Not feeling terribly fond of anyone right now. Missing them all very much, but it makes my heart sad.
I should write a pilot for a new reality show for Discovery "Emotional Myth Busters"
So, I turn to my kids. but they are all out trying to squeak in as many minutes with friends as possible before we leave. Most of the time, I'm just here alone with the dogs. I even miss going in to work. Absence not making my heart fonder, making me want to tie them up and never let them out of the house. That can't be healthy.
Truthfully, I'm even mad at my mom for leaving me here alone. She always had a sense to know when to call, and could hear in my voice all of my needs. What about dad....that's good question. No one really knows what about dad. He is learning how to pursue new relationships, while holding on to the old ones. Not sure he's succeeding as of yet, but I'm hopeful.
So there you have it. I am absent from Ken, the kids, my mom, my dad. Not feeling terribly fond of anyone right now. Missing them all very much, but it makes my heart sad.
I should write a pilot for a new reality show for Discovery "Emotional Myth Busters"
Thursday, February 5, 2009
OK, Maybe I Can't...
Moving in itself is a stressful time. So much to do, and nothing ever seems to go as planned. EXAMPLE:
On Jan. 9th we had planned a party for Megan's birthday. She was going to have her entire theater group over for pizza and party. I am in the middle of trying to sell my house. We have an open house planned for the 11th. So, I hire a cleaning agency (I've used them before) to come to my house & clean just the kitchens & baths. They were due to arrive on Friday between 8-9. At 10 I get a call telling me they were having car problems, but would be there between 12-1. I told them I had a million kids coming at 5. She said no problem. Jake called me at 3:30 telling me they had just arrived. I was livid. I called the agency, got a voice message, and told them I was heading home to kick them out of my house. I talked with the cleaning crew, the lady in the office and explained that even if they could get out of the house by 4:30 or 4:45, that was unacceptable for me since people were due to arrive at 5. They left.
Fast forward to Monday when I get my credit card bill, with a $60 charge from this company! When I called to tell them, uh, no. She said I cursed at them and this is the minimum charge for any visit. Is there a cursing fee charged in CA? I said, yes I was angry, still am, BUT, they were 6 1/2 hours late! They can't charge me their minimum charge just because they showed up. She said, "yes we can, and we did." Next the call to the credit card company. I was so upset at that point I was getting a little emotional (some times I hate being a woman!) They were very nice and listened to my whole story, ranting and all. We'll see what happens. I hope they scan for their name online and find this blog...
Anyone in Southern California....
NEVER USE "MAID IN CALIFORNIA"
On Jan. 9th we had planned a party for Megan's birthday. She was going to have her entire theater group over for pizza and party. I am in the middle of trying to sell my house. We have an open house planned for the 11th. So, I hire a cleaning agency (I've used them before) to come to my house & clean just the kitchens & baths. They were due to arrive on Friday between 8-9. At 10 I get a call telling me they were having car problems, but would be there between 12-1. I told them I had a million kids coming at 5. She said no problem. Jake called me at 3:30 telling me they had just arrived. I was livid. I called the agency, got a voice message, and told them I was heading home to kick them out of my house. I talked with the cleaning crew, the lady in the office and explained that even if they could get out of the house by 4:30 or 4:45, that was unacceptable for me since people were due to arrive at 5. They left.
Fast forward to Monday when I get my credit card bill, with a $60 charge from this company! When I called to tell them, uh, no. She said I cursed at them and this is the minimum charge for any visit. Is there a cursing fee charged in CA? I said, yes I was angry, still am, BUT, they were 6 1/2 hours late! They can't charge me their minimum charge just because they showed up. She said, "yes we can, and we did." Next the call to the credit card company. I was so upset at that point I was getting a little emotional (some times I hate being a woman!) They were very nice and listened to my whole story, ranting and all. We'll see what happens. I hope they scan for their name online and find this blog...
Anyone in Southern California....
NEVER USE "MAID IN CALIFORNIA"
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Who said I can't deal with stress?
Yesterday afternoon the kids and I were just sitting around, watching TV, playing a video game, typing a paper, normal afternoon things, when the power went out. This was at 5:15pm. I didn't panic, I was the calm and assuring mother that I always am. We gathered candles, matches & flashlights. The kids used whatever light from outside that was left do a little homework. All was good. Then after about an hour, they started wanting food. Megan and Jake just ate cold pizza and went to church. Michael and I get in the car (good thing the garage is full of crap and we can't park in there) in search of food. Everything outside of our neighborhood seems to be fine. That's weird. After dinner we head back home. Still no lights. WAIT, WHAT TIME IS IT? 7:30, Tuesday night, no lights, no power, no DVR! I'M GOING TO MISS AMERICAN IDOL! Don't panic Jodi, think, think. We could call friends, wait, we don't really have many friends, they don't live near us, and all my contact information is in the computer. Then I remember, there is this one family from church that live pretty close. I know her pretty well, been to Bible Study at their house. I'll try information and see if I can get a number....UNLISTED. Ok, 7:45, this can't be happening. I grab Michael and get in the car. We head to this family's home, just hoping someone would be home, and that they were Idol fans. I knock tentatively on the door while Michael sits in the car. Dad (Tim) answers the door, "hey how are you?" How dumb does this sound. "Ummmm, do you guys watch American Idol?" "Yes" "Our power is out, the TV and DVR aren't working, and....it's HOLLYWOOD WEEK, can we come in?" He laughs and says sure. I wave Michael in from the car. Whew, one crisis averted.
So, by 9, the power is still out. Everyone gets home wondering what to do now. We light the candles, get the two flashlights that aren't already packed. Mike and I head to bed, Megan and Jake still have some homework. But, I'm laying in bed thinking of how responsible my kids are....and thinking of candles.....and Uncle Ken is too far to come help us if there is a fire. So, needless to say, I don't sleep well. I keep getting up and checking, hoping they don't notice that I'm not really trusting them to blow out the candles. Finally, I relax enough to go to sleep.
1 AM, I wake to a weird beeping sound. I can see lights on under the door, so I know the power must have come back on, but what is that beeping. I get up, thinking some kid's alarm is going off and they don't even notice. Nope. I go downstairs, turning off lights & TV's. I find the source of the beeping. It is the security system that isn't even hooked up. We've never touched it before. First I have to figure out how to open the control box, then, I just start hitting buttons. (Tip for those who are electronically challenged, don't be afraid to just hit buttons every now and again.) Yes, I got the beeping to stop. What is absolutely amazing to me is that Jake, whose door is right by the control box where the beeping eminated, never heard a thing. But I, who sleep up the stairs at the other end of the house, behind a closed door, am rudely awakened. Crisis #2 averted.
So, by 9, the power is still out. Everyone gets home wondering what to do now. We light the candles, get the two flashlights that aren't already packed. Mike and I head to bed, Megan and Jake still have some homework. But, I'm laying in bed thinking of how responsible my kids are....and thinking of candles.....and Uncle Ken is too far to come help us if there is a fire. So, needless to say, I don't sleep well. I keep getting up and checking, hoping they don't notice that I'm not really trusting them to blow out the candles. Finally, I relax enough to go to sleep.
1 AM, I wake to a weird beeping sound. I can see lights on under the door, so I know the power must have come back on, but what is that beeping. I get up, thinking some kid's alarm is going off and they don't even notice. Nope. I go downstairs, turning off lights & TV's. I find the source of the beeping. It is the security system that isn't even hooked up. We've never touched it before. First I have to figure out how to open the control box, then, I just start hitting buttons. (Tip for those who are electronically challenged, don't be afraid to just hit buttons every now and again.) Yes, I got the beeping to stop. What is absolutely amazing to me is that Jake, whose door is right by the control box where the beeping eminated, never heard a thing. But I, who sleep up the stairs at the other end of the house, behind a closed door, am rudely awakened. Crisis #2 averted.
Monday, February 2, 2009
The Superbowl - Tucson Style
Ken left for Tucson Saturday morning. I hate being alone, but I guess it's only for a while. Some of his volunteers invited him over to watch the Superbowl on Sunday. He was excited to spend some time getting to know some board members. What he didn't know, what how many "members" he would be seeing. During the last few minutes of the game, right after AZ scored to go into the lead, someone hacked into the Comcast analog signal and replaced the Superbowl with PORN. Yep, Mr. Porn star dropped his drawers and proceeded to wave his "member" all around. There was no blurring of the afore mentioned "member". The signal lasted about 30 seconds, much longer than Janet's infamous wardrobe malfunction. So what do you say to these people hosting your party now Ken? Do you laugh nervously? Do you gasp and turn your head? Do you drop your jaw and stare in amazement? Do you tell them you've already seen this flick? I personally, can't wait to watch TV in Tucson!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Bekah knows how to throw a party!
Our friend Bekah threw Ken and I a going away party for our friends from work. She works with Ken, is also a good friend of mine, and sometimes hangs out with me and the young chicks from work.
Picture this, Pineapple Hill on a lonely Monday night. The crowd is light, the KJ is off for the day so no music, then Bekah waves a wand and the place is full of coworkers from "that place I work" and "that place Ken works", a great appetizer buffet is open in the corner, our favorite waitress Maggie is there with a smile and a sarcastic comment. Then, in walks "cousin Jim" (that is what we call Ryan the KJ, since he bears a striking resemblance to....well....my cousin Jim.) Now lets remember this is "cousin Jim's" only night off all week. So, this sets the stage for the best party ever thrown in the history of parties being thrown!
Ryan let me sing whenever and whatever I wanted. I sang every goodbye song I could think of, and all the old favorites. People from both places of employment were singing, eating, drinking and having a great time together. There was a little roast. I do want to point out though, that the bad things were said about Ken, and the people who came up to talk about working with me, started tearing up at the thought of working without me. And everyone thinks I'm the bitch, ha. Bekah put together a nice slide show and a cute (yes, Ken it is cute) booklet of farewell's from his co-workers. My friends from work made a great big card with pictures and signatures. There were small parting gifts. Lots of pink things for Ken, and "Cocktails for Dummies" and a little booze for me.
So, the thing I love about this bar is that it is probably the most unpretentious place in all of Orange County. We go there, and can just be totally, 100% who we are, bumps and all. That is what I like about hanging out with this particular group of people as well. Either they accept me as I am, or they are really good about keeping their nonacceptance to themselves.
Today, I am totally horse from singing, woo-hooing, and laughing for 6 hours straight. But it was totally worth it. I had a BLAST! We might have to have a re-do of the farewell party one more time before I leave.
Picture this, Pineapple Hill on a lonely Monday night. The crowd is light, the KJ is off for the day so no music, then
Ryan let me sing whenever and whatever I wanted. I sang every goodbye song I could think of, and all the old favorites. People from both places of employment were singing, eating, drinking and having a great time together. There was a little roast. I do want to point out though, that the bad things were said about Ken, and the people who came up to talk about working with me, started tearing up at the thought of working without me. And everyone thinks I'm the bitch, ha. Bekah put together a nice slide show and a cute (yes, Ken it is cute) booklet of farewell's from his co-workers. My friends from work made a great big card with pictures and signatures. There were small parting gifts. Lots of pink things for Ken, and "Cocktails for Dummies" and a little booze for me.
So, the thing I love about this bar is that it is probably the most unpretentious place in all of Orange County. We go there, and can just be totally, 100% who we are, bumps and all. That is what I like about hanging out with this particular group of people as well. Either they accept me as I am, or they are really good about keeping their nonacceptance to themselves.
Today, I am totally horse from singing, woo-hooing, and laughing for 6 hours straight. But it was totally worth it. I had a BLAST! We might have to have a re-do of the farewell party one more time before I leave.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Move Update
It appears the move thing is really going to happen. Ken and I went to Tucson last week and bought a house. I'll post pictures, it is really nice. Kids will love it because of the pool. Ken and I love the whole backyard, very private & beautiful view of the mountains. All the paperwork seems to be moving along as scheduled. It really is a complicated and scary process. Nothing new on our house in CA. It is listed, lots of lookers, no offers as of yet.
Ken leaves on the 31st. Hoping to have movers come pack on Feb. 17, load the truck on the 28th & unload on the 21st. We'll see if that all works out as planned. My official last day at "that place I work" is Feb. 6th, but I'll be staying on in some kind of capacity until they find a replacement. I'll be working remotely with a laptop and a wireless connection. Should be interesting. We'll see how much I can really do away from the office. It is nice that they appear to realize now that I was somewhat beneficial to the organization.
We are having a farewell party with our friends from work (both places) on Monday night at my favorite karaoke bar. Maybe I'll make it to work on Tuesday, maybe I won't. I am really looking forward to this party. Ken says there will be around 50 people. Again, nice to know the people we work with want to send us off in style. (well there are some who will argue with "style" but then again, I don't really care.)
I'd better get back to work before they fire me, wait...I already quit!
Ken leaves on the 31st. Hoping to have movers come pack on Feb. 17, load the truck on the 28th & unload on the 21st. We'll see if that all works out as planned. My official last day at "that place I work" is Feb. 6th, but I'll be staying on in some kind of capacity until they find a replacement. I'll be working remotely with a laptop and a wireless connection. Should be interesting. We'll see how much I can really do away from the office. It is nice that they appear to realize now that I was somewhat beneficial to the organization.
We are having a farewell party with our friends from work (both places) on Monday night at my favorite karaoke bar. Maybe I'll make it to work on Tuesday, maybe I won't. I am really looking forward to this party. Ken says there will be around 50 people. Again, nice to know the people we work with want to send us off in style. (well there are some who will argue with "style" but then again, I don't really care.)
I'd better get back to work before they fire me, wait...I already quit!
Monday, January 12, 2009
A Clean House & Full Heart
Everyone should know these two things about me. 1) I am a horrible house keeper, 2) I have been very unhappy living in CA.
So, that being said. Now that the house is listed and people are coming through, we have to keep the house clean. It looks really nice, I should try to keep this up. I don't walk in and say, "what is that smell." We'll see...
Now that we are officially leaving, I am realizing that there are some very nice people here. My friends from church threw me a little "going away sleepover" at the beach house. How nice. She cooked my favorite meal, and they gave me a karaoke machine! (re-gifting of things no longer used can make other people very happy!) Our friends are planning a great party at my favorite karaoke bar for the last week Ken is in town. Even the KJ is coming in on his day off, just for me! Even the people at work are being nice.
Looks like Jake has found a nice home when we are gone. A single mom with two teenage boys is opening her home to him. It should be a good fit. A friend of mine (and Jake's) from work gave Jake his number "in case he needs bailed out of jail or anything."
Things seem to be moving along. I am hoping that this means this transition will be smooth. We are going to Tucson this weekend to find our dream home. wish us luck. Sell this one, buy another.
So, that being said. Now that the house is listed and people are coming through, we have to keep the house clean. It looks really nice, I should try to keep this up. I don't walk in and say, "what is that smell." We'll see...
Now that we are officially leaving, I am realizing that there are some very nice people here. My friends from church threw me a little "going away sleepover" at the beach house. How nice. She cooked my favorite meal, and they gave me a karaoke machine! (re-gifting of things no longer used can make other people very happy!) Our friends are planning a great party at my favorite karaoke bar for the last week Ken is in town. Even the KJ is coming in on his day off, just for me! Even the people at work are being nice.
Looks like Jake has found a nice home when we are gone. A single mom with two teenage boys is opening her home to him. It should be a good fit. A friend of mine (and Jake's) from work gave Jake his number "in case he needs bailed out of jail or anything."
Things seem to be moving along. I am hoping that this means this transition will be smooth. We are going to Tucson this weekend to find our dream home. wish us luck. Sell this one, buy another.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Cleaning & Bickering
The Tucker Family rang in the New Year with some friends at their Nickle Nickle (arcade). It was a fun time. We did a little shooting, a little skee ball, a little b-ball, a little DDR, some fast driving and some old school pac-man, centipede and frogger. When we came out, the fog was so thick we could barely see, but we made it home ok.
Since then, we've been cleaning and straightening and packing. We listed our house with one of Ken's friends in Scouting. Truth is, we'll be lucky to leave "hell" with our shirts and our credit. Given the asking price on our house, we'll be lucky if we don't have to write a check to sell it. Our plan is to go and put as little down as possible on something in Tucson, then if we can't sell this and at least break even (losing all of our down payment) then we'll just give it back to the bank and take the credit hit. But, not to worry. Ken has assured us that we'll be stable for a while, so we can rebuild. Looking at life through Ken's "half full glass," we're buying low, so the opportunity to make money on a house in Tucson is high.
The whole family is just a little on edge. I think Jake is a little worried about the reality of being on his own. Megan is frustrated with the whole idea. Ken and I are stressed over the finances and the details. Michael is just picking up on everyone else's stress. So, we are at each other quite a bit. I understand everyone is stressed, but it is a little tiresome listening to all the bickering.
Ken and I are heading to Tucson the weekend of the 16th to find a house. It looks like there are a lot of options in our price range. We should be able to find something nice, with a pool for the kids. Megan said she wants a car, a pool and her own bathroom. Two out of three ain't bad.
I'm off to bed. House cleaners coming around 9, we still have some packing to do, and a realtor is coming by around noon. I'm hoping we can squeeze in something a little more entertaining during the weekend, but I'm not holding out much hope.
Since then, we've been cleaning and straightening and packing. We listed our house with one of Ken's friends in Scouting. Truth is, we'll be lucky to leave "hell" with our shirts and our credit. Given the asking price on our house, we'll be lucky if we don't have to write a check to sell it. Our plan is to go and put as little down as possible on something in Tucson, then if we can't sell this and at least break even (losing all of our down payment) then we'll just give it back to the bank and take the credit hit. But, not to worry. Ken has assured us that we'll be stable for a while, so we can rebuild. Looking at life through Ken's "half full glass," we're buying low, so the opportunity to make money on a house in Tucson is high.
The whole family is just a little on edge. I think Jake is a little worried about the reality of being on his own. Megan is frustrated with the whole idea. Ken and I are stressed over the finances and the details. Michael is just picking up on everyone else's stress. So, we are at each other quite a bit. I understand everyone is stressed, but it is a little tiresome listening to all the bickering.
Ken and I are heading to Tucson the weekend of the 16th to find a house. It looks like there are a lot of options in our price range. We should be able to find something nice, with a pool for the kids. Megan said she wants a car, a pool and her own bathroom. Two out of three ain't bad.
I'm off to bed. House cleaners coming around 9, we still have some packing to do, and a realtor is coming by around noon. I'm hoping we can squeeze in something a little more entertaining during the weekend, but I'm not holding out much hope.
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