On to the mindless dribble!
Fshew! Much better now. Thank you for listening, er, reading my whining! You may now resume to your regularly scheduled programming!
So around 10:30 pm we get a call from our son that that he is stuck in a ditch (remember above about the storm?...yeah..it was happening). So my heart is pounding and we go to get him. Silence the whole drive to rescue him from the ditch. When we get to the intersection where he was we find that the car is not in the ditch but has two wheels off the road and the car had stalled out on him. Big G restarts his car and drives it home.
We later have found out that his date treated him poorly and ignored him to the point that her friends were apologizing for her behavior. He got to a point where he had had enough and didn't feel well (he had been sick a couple of days last week), made sure she had a ride and left. That's when it started to pour and he started sliding in his car.
After all this drama, his date's mother has called G2 apologizing for her daughter's behavior and he has found out that her phone was taken away, she is not allowed on the Internet, and the promise of a car from her parents is retracted for now. Her father who is in Iraq, called her and chewed her out.
I don't know what she said to G2 and I don't think I want to know. He doesn't know if he will take her to his Homecoming as they had planned and that he needs to talk to her and clear up a few things. At least I know he won't be a push over and I am proud of how he is handling the situation.
Like sand through the hour glass...these are the days of our lives!
Talk abut a "Pain in The Butt"!
What else can I say but "Good Pussy"?
Um, "Bad Pussy"?
No Comment Necessary!
Hmm, not much different than being in an enclosed car with my husband and boys....with the windows up! I can't like it!
Yeah, we all know someone like this!
You see, this is Zeus in his crate. He likes his crate and goes in it willingly at night; however, he has learned how to unzip the thing and let himself out (as I awake to several piles of poo). He is also very talented as he can open and shred an entire 12 pack of toilet paper (oh what fun). But his ultimate accomplishment came when Big G and I went outside in the courtyard, the boy ran out the door and headed off to work and Zeus (inside) jumped up on the door trying to open it and locked the deadbolt. He locked us out of our house...yeah...THAT was fun!
On a more positive note, you can smell Homecoming in the air. G2 is going to another school's Homecoming this weekend and I got to make the mum for his date.
At first I was overwhelmed at the craft store (probably because Big G went with me shopping...I should know better than that). Once home, I actually had fun making it. What do you think? Do I pass Mum 101?
Sheri and I plan to make the ones for our boys' high school in a couple of weeks. You know good and well Sheri will have to mix up a batch of margaritas...I wonder how those will turn out.
Changing subject again (ADD running ramped). The boys' football team is doing great as they are 3-0. The last two games they were able to shut out the other teams but the most difficult teams are yet to come.
Mmmmmmm, doesn't that just make you thirsty? I can taste them now! Maybe I'll have to make a pitcher......... or three this weekend!
On to other things. I've had a situation at work. Other than the dumb ass who put everyone on her blocked senders list then couldn't figure out why she wasn't getting emails, there is another situation that I'm kind of in the middle of. See, there are two partners at the firm I work for. Because of the job that I do, I answer to both of them. I try to keep both of them informed of everything they need to know. One partner is not approachable at all. He's a grump. He eats children and dogs I think. The other partner is closer in age to me, we have kids in the same age range, and he is very approachable. We've been undergoing a few changes in the office. I talk with partner #2...a lot...because he will tell me if I'm full of shit or if the situation actually needs to be brought to the attention of #1. The other day #1 was on the phone and something came up. #2 was available so I was explaining to him the situation and was about to email #1 with the same information. #1 I swear straddled his desk and hollered for me to come in the office. He then asked why I go to #2 with office issues as he, #1, runs this office, period, the end. I'm not to go to #2 with anything. So, do I tell #2 what #1 said, or keep it to myself? I'm thinking I should share this information. Apparently there are underlying issues, but because of my position, I'm now in the middle. Argh!
On the home front, all though things are settling down I am still considering putting my teenagers up for sale. When things are good, they're great! When they're bad.....Just when I think I've got them figured out, they change their minds! We are now hitting homecoming season. My daughter stresses....about EVERYTHING. She knocked on my door, at midnight, while my husband was getting....friendly. Of course I think it's an emergency and throw on a robe to see what's wrong. In the hall the following conversation occurred:
J: I need $17 for a homecoming shirt tomorrow.
Me: Blank stare
J: Don't forget
Me: Processing information as to why I'm standing in the hall at midnight having this conversation and trying to decide if now is the time to get into the "so get $17 out of your savings account and buy it" conversation.
J: "And can you make an appointment from my hair. And we're getting a party bus. And what about tips for my nails and a pedicure? And when can we go shopping for a dress?"
Me: Still wondering why I'm standing in the hall at midnight having this conversation. Finally I say, "We'll talk about this in the morning."
I'm still not sure why she thinks all of this expense should fall on me. Sure she's not working, yet, but she does have a savings account. I haven't given her an answer on any of this. She is a great kid, for the most part. No drugs or drinking; straight A's; great conduct (at school); does a lot for me. Suggestions?
Shit. Guess I must get busy at work.
It's not Monday, and it's not Humpday, so it must be "Tickle Tuesday"! Tickle Tuesday is our attempt to wipe the frowns from the faces of our Internet buddies and make the week just a little bit brighter.
After a night of "bow-chi-ca-bow-bow, we'll see just how funny I can get! Yeah, I'm bragging. When you're pushin forty, you deserve all the bragin you can get! Ok, ok, I shall not make you wait any longer! Enjoy!
And a little extra......
Christopher M. Colasanti
Christopher was married and a father of two daughters. He worked as a Bond Trader on the 105th floor of the World Trade Center's North Tower for Cantor Fitzgerald.
From what we have found about Christopher Colasanti in our research, he was a truly great man. He was completely devoted to his family and made sure that he bathed and tucked in his daughters every night. "When he was around his girls, he just had that smile on his face all the time," said John Nulty, who grew up with Mr. Colasanti in South Orange. "You could tell he was having that perfect-moment feeling." He loved playing golf, even though he was lousy at it. He rooted for sports teams that were mostly terrible, like the Nets and Jets, just so he could pull for an underdog.
Christopher and his wife Kelly were High School sweethearts. The met their Junior year at Columbia High School where he was Captain of his high school soccer team and later a triathlete. Afterwards, he attended and graduated from Dartmouth College and became a Trader.
"We'll be a strong family, the three of us," Kelly said. "We have to live this way because he was so great. We can't let it not be great here because it was so great."
We couldn't possibly do his life justice as we didn't know him. We did however find some quotes from people that did:
"I knew Chris from CHS. He was a great guy. So funny and full of life. We used to eat lunch together in 9th grade( with a bunch of other guys in HS). He was a great soccer player too. I was deeply saddened when I heard that he was in the towers. It's not fair that good guys like him have to die in such a horrific way. I still pray for his wife Kelly and 2 daughters."
From a CHS Alum:
I went to high school with Chris. He was a genuinely wonderful guy. He will be sorely missed. My thoughts are with his family and friends. -CHS 1989
Chris was one of my closest friends in Jr. High and early high school. He always knew how to have fun. He loved Kelly the minute he met her and although their time together was cut short, the love they shared must have been incredible. I pray for her happiness and the ability to move forward with life.
I am jennifer celentano's younger sister. I have had Chris on my mind for some reason the last few days. I had a dream the other night that I was Talking to Andrew (he and I were in the same grade growning up together) and he was talking about Chris with such passion. Just thought you should know that these years later, he is still in the hearts of people who knew or knew of him. Prayers are still going out to you and your family every single day.
I went to Columbia High School with Chris. I remember him as a captain of our high school soccer team and so bright... Kelly, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
I too was part of the gang on West End Road. I have known about Chris since the tradgedy through Jeff Voight and Noeleen and Frank DeFilippis. The many hours of kick the can, hide and seek, running through yards with Chris and his brothers, the McConvilles, the Nultys and Andy Shelfo are such vivid and fond memories for me. I just wanted to reach out to you today and let you know I am thinking of you and your girls. I lost my father when I was 14 and I know the hole it left in my life but I also know that I am who I am today for it. They will grow and flurish and love their father forever.
Kelly, as you already know, Chris was a very kind and warm hearted person, who loved his family very much. I will always remember the love and joy that he expressed whenever he spoke of his "three" girls. As an insurance representative, I have had the privilege of meeting many hundreds of people over the past twenty-five years, yet none as genuinely sincere as Chris. May God bless you and your family!
Chrisopher Colasanti is survived by his wife Kelly, his daughters Cara and Lauren, his father, Anthony, and two brothers, Gregory and Andrew. We can’t even imagine the sorrow this family must still experience, but we are happy for the opportunity to honor his life.
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So here we have our new Stadium! Now when they started construction of this facility I was not happy about it. You see at the time, our legistators couldn't do their job because of partisan politics and could not agree on school funding (three special sessions held at the cost of taxpayers...oh about 2.6 million per session). So, my son ended up not being able to get text books in some of his classes during the year, but... our tax dollars were building this...yeah...I was pissed.
As it turns out, the plans for this facility are more than just High School Football. It is a revenue producer for the school district. The plan is to lease it out for concerts and other venues. I have also heard that if our community college (next door to the stadium) is able to change to a 4-year college, then they also would lease the stadium for their football games, etc.
This is Sheri's son M (#50) getting a drink after a job well done!
Here is my son G2 (#60). He shot up over the summer and is now probably the thinnist lineman. Funny is we can always spot him among the masses. See how he is "hanging on his shoulder pads?" He has been doing that since 4th grade.
Takin' care of business!