Monday, March 31, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
I worked for The Bayonet, the post newspaper, for almost 10 years before quitting last summer. It's a long story why I quit, and I have no desire to write about it. Needless to say, I missed writing, which is why I started this blog.
Recently, though, a friend's son won the Class AAA Wrestling state title, so I knew an article about him was in order. I am still on very good terms with the editor (She's like a second mom to me) so I told her I would write the article. And I did. Then his brother won his own state title in wrestling, and they asked that I write the article on him. Okay, sure. You can read it at this link: Erin's article.
Yeah, I miss writing but not all that much. I for sure do not miss working there. Miss the people, not the work, though. Every once in awhile writing is fine, but for now, I'm happy with what I'm doing.
Go RED SOX! Great win today!
Monday, March 24, 2008
I've found I kind of lose my identity when not gainfully employed. I'm Adam's wife and Addison's mom. But I enjoy this. I like to take care of people, and if having sparkling windows is what we get out of it, so be it.
I have a lot of hours in the day to myself. I try to be productive, and so far so good. Laundry and dishes are up to date and clean. It takes a long time to get a house in tip-top shape.
It's not an easy job. And yes, it is my job, and I try to do it well. Last week I pulled something or strained a muscle or who knows what in my lower back. It's agony! Okay, I get to watch the Game Show Network all day and wonder what it would have been like to date Richard Dawson back in the day, cigarettes and leatherface and all, but I also work hard.
My master plan is to get the entire house cleaned out and organized in preparation for our move next Spring to Savannah. Wish me luck!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Addison's middle name is Albert, for him. I told Adam when I was pregnant that if it was a boy, his middle name was going to be Albert, no ifs, ands, or buts about it. Big Daddy always called him Double A, for Addison Albert.
We got to see Big Daddy not even two weeks ago while we were home visiting. It was a shock to see him so frail. I knew that would be the last time I saw him.
So, if you could, keep him and my family in your prayers. The world has lost yet another World War II veteran. Not only that, the world has lost a great man.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Since Sunday, I have felt like crap. Hot and cold, cold and hot, overall just crappy. I had Adam look in my throat yesterday and he said my right tonsil was swollen. Lovely.
Why don't I go to the doctor? Because it's a military hospital. By the time I get an appointment whatever ails me will be long gone. I've tried to get them to take my tonsils out and they told me I had to have at least six documented cases of tonsilitis a year. Maybe if I could get in to see a doctor I could get them documented.
So I will continue to feel like crap. Even ibuprofen, which usually helps me feel better, isn't working.
And be glad I didn't put up a picture of tonsils, because they were all really gross.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
This is what I wrote:
Mr. Vickers,I wanted to personally thank you for your kindness towards my husband and his fellow Soldiers Sunday at Atlanta Motor Speedway.My husband was very surprised and thought it was awesome that you went out of your way to thank them and have your picture taken with them at the drivers' meeting.Thank you from one of those Soldier's wives for doing that. They don't often get the recognition they deserve and the fact that you did that is just great. More drivers and people in general should do what you did. You will always be a favorite of ours in our family. Thank you,Erin Nash
This is the e-mail I received back:
I passed on to Brian. There are a few that get to him through me, you can only imagine the stuff we get- piles of it, but I assure you he saw it. Thanks for your email and your husbands service to our country.
Hey, Don, you rock, whoever you are. Don Johnson? Don Ho? Regardless, thank you Don, and thank you again Brian Vickers. You are upstanding citizens.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Sunday, March 9, 2008
I've been living vicariously all day through Adam. He's spent the day up at the Atlanta Motor Speedway for the NASCAR race. His unit was asked to provide Soldiers for the color guard at the beginning of the race.
Real quick sidenote: FOX, you suck. You announce the unit then don't show one single Soldier posting the colors during the national anthem. Shame on you. They deserve the recognition and you messed up. I am very angry with you.
First, Adam texted me and told me he was in the drivers' meeting. NOT FAIR! He probably got to stare at the back of Dale Jr.'s head.
Second, some of the actors from The Dukes of Hazzard were up there to promote Hazzardfest or something really cool like that that they are having at AMS in June. Adam got to slide across the hood of the General Lee. Woohoo, he is now a certified member of Redneck Nation. He also said he saw Bo or Luke. Okay, Adam, you can't be a true fan if you don't know if it's Bo or Luke. I wanted to marry Bo when I was six. I'm sure he was more interested in Daisy way back then and her crotch-huggers, but still, it's the Hazzard boys!!!
Third, after the race was done, Adam and his fellow Soldiers were able to hang out in Victory Lane and get a picture with the winner. Unfortunately, Kyle Busch won the race. Ewwwww. Kyle and his brother Kurt are not liked very much by a lot of drivers and fans. But hey, I'd go hang out there too, just to get my mug on TV. We've all seen Adam on TV so many different times but it's still nice to see him in all his handsomeness.
At least my drivers did well. Dale Jr., my main driver, finished third. Tony Stewart, my back-up driver, finished second. God must have felt bad that I had to watch it all on TV, and be sick on top of it. I feel like crap-hot on the outside, cold on the inside, except in my mouth and throat, which are hot. That's the nastiest feeling, having the inside of your mouth feel all hot. Here's to fingers crossed that the sickness finds its way out and not develop into the flu or a cold.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
I missed my dog-children but of course now I have to put everything away and find places for all the stuff I brought back with me. It takes a whole day back just to get back to where you were before you traveled.
So I've been pondering quitting my job. I just don't enjoy it as much as I thought I would and it would give me a good keister kick to sign up for online classes and stop making excuses why I'm not taking said classes.
I feel like I'm rambling, so maybe tomorrow I'll find a track to get on to write something coherent.