Three Topic Thursday

First Topic:

From now on Wednesdays, during my lunch hour, I am working on writing my book. It's been about a year since the idea was conceived and it's time to start knuckling down and get the book written.

My co-paralegal/friend Zina is co-authoring the book and we are both resigned to sit together for the hour each and every Wednesday to make decisions, direct paths, review notes, update topics, knuckle down and be accountable to each other to get this project done.

The target group for the book has been decided, it's not going to be a text book for law school, we'll save that for another time. It's going to be a book for every day people....that's all I can say about it.

We sat in the conference room yesterday, shut the doors and got to work. We accomplished quite a bit too. We know what direction we are heading in. We have set some guidelines and long and short term goals. It's so fantastic having Zina do this with me, she is extremely knowledgable and she is well-known for following through with every project she starts....unlike me. I couldn't have picked a better person to work with. And finally, I can visualize an end in sight to the book that's been germinating in my heart and head for years.

Second Topic:

Capt's son, boy (age 8) and I are re-decorating his bedroom. He's into pirates. His room is paneled with a hard, tongue and groove, caramel colored pine. He has a white A-shaped ceiling. Does anyone have any ideas? I was thinking of making his room a pirate ship. Please help with ideas! I'm not a crafty person....well, not in that way.

Third Topic:

Oh man, my short term memory problem is acting up again....I'll get back to you on this.

A Miracle -Mom Bowled an 80

Whooppeeee.......Mom went bowling yesterday with her girl friends and she bowled an 80. (Is an 80 good? It's good enough for me.)

I started blogging when my mom got thrown off of her beloved horse, Mickey.

First I want to say, thank you all for your prayers. How my Mom survived is nothing but a miracle. How my dad was able to figure out how to get over himself long enough to step up to the plate and take care of her is yet another huge miracle. He really has surprised and amazed us.

Mom has her balance back, her short term memory back and most of her motor skills back. Although I haven't been out to visit her since she got out of rehab, I can tell, just by her voice on the phone, that she is back!

I don't think she will ever be able to drive a car anymore due to the damage to her vision, but the fact that she went bowling is amazing! I hope that eventually she will be able to go to Curves, that used to be one of the highlights of her day. She will never be able to ride horses, her passion.

It was prayer that started her recovery; when she was on the ground, bleeding from her ears, nose and throat, not breathing and unconscience and after may attempts to revive her, a woman asked my dad if she could pray for Mom. This woman laid hands on Mom and when she was done praying, as she said, "Amen". Mom opened her eyes and took a breath. Then the ambulance came.

I don't think any of us thought she would ever make it to where she is now, but we had faith. And God is faithful.

Secondly, I never thought I'd ever be so excited about bowling....maybe I'll even go throw a huge, awfully heavy ball with holes down a narrow, slippery hardwood alley in an effort to knock down a couple of white wobbly, bottom-heavy things to celebrate. Anyone wanna come?

Thanks.

Life is Good

Yeah, life is good....even if it hasn't stopped continuously raining in Connecticut since 2005 (well, two weeks actually).

I had a great weekend with Capt. He surprised me by not only taking me shopping, we went to my favorite store, which I fondly refer to as, "the porn shop" because I get all excited seeing new kitchen stuff, I'm weird like that.



We went to lunch here:

Then his most generous dad took us out to dinner here. Yum.....

On Sunday morning he surprised me by coming to church with me. It felt so good to have him sit next to me ...and I fell in love with him even more.

We went to see this movie which surprised both of us, it's a lot better than we both thought it would be. Capt doesn't like "chick flicks" but he takes me anyway, "Click" isn't your typical "chick flick" it really is a surprisingly good movie.

It was a fantastic, rainy, lazy, relaxing weekend....something that we both needed every much.

My Mug Shot

This is my mug shot this morning, because I've been tagged....it's something to do with posting a picture of your favorite mug.

Most people drink coffee every morning to wake up; I drink Pepsi with ice and fresh lemon. This is my favorite mug (glass). And just in case you think I come from another planet, take a look at my long lost twin at RocksInMyDryer.

I don't drink coffee or tea and I don't like hot chocolate unless it's made from shaved chocolate...yes, I am spoiled rotten!

When I'm asked out for coffee, I automatically feel uneasy, when I go to a church tea, I automatically feel uneasy, when I go to 7-11 in the morning everyone at the coffee station while I'm at the soda fountain....I feel uneasy.

If asked to go out for coffee, I go. I'll sit there drinking bottled water thinking the whole time, "It's time to grow up Theresa and start drinking grown up drinks, this is getting embarrassing". But then again, I've never been able to get myself to "grow up".

Sometimes the smell of coffee just makes me nauseous, especially when I was pregnant...yet I love coffee ice cream. To me, tea however is just as bad, even iced tea. But I have an extensive collection of tea cups and tea pots...they are the only things I collect.

Speaking of tea, have you ever gone to a teacup exchange? Aren't they fun? I once went to a high tea with 7 of my Christian friends dressed as Harley Chicks.....we won the grand prize for the most outrageous table, hands -freakin'- down. We never lived that down.

Well, back to the rest of my morning - after I get my glass of Pepsi ready, Kage, my dog, asks for his doggy biscuit. He's such a great dog and he's an early riser like me. Then its time for yoga stretching (I'll just spare you the picture of that).

So that's my mug shot, I tag mugwampmom (Rena), peach, Monica, Liz and flipflopmama and anyone else that wants to do this. Even you Jerrrrrrrr....


SHOW ME YOUR MUG SHOTS !!!

Lunch time

I'm sitting at my desk eating lunch, having edename (soy beans) and sushi. My boss comes in and grabs the bright green empty shells that I just spit out of my mouth and pops them in his mouth thinking that they were string beans or something. Then he spits them out all over my desk when he realizes that they taste like crap.

Yeah, I know, I should have warned him, but hey, it all just happened so fast and anyway, I wanted to see what happened first....yes, I'm so evil.....

No one ever says that attorneys are smart. The partner called me on the intercom just now and asked if the receptionist was out to lunch because he needed a file brought downstairs. I told him yes she is and he asked me if I would get him a certain file. Of course I did, but only after excusing myself from my client who was in the middle of discussing some pretty emotional stuff. I went downstairs with the file and nicely asked him why he didn't ask his secretary, who happens to be sitting in an office right next to him and he said, "Then she'll have to walk up and down the stairs." I gave him a deer in the headlights look and a tilt of my head and walked upstairs. You see, I, after all, had to walk down the stairs then back up them....what the heck?

Marathon Babe

Lately every night I have a dream that I am running a marathon.

In the first dream I ran the 240 (whatever that is).

Other dreams I am running barefoot, in the dark, over rocks or on a track.

It's a recent, reoccuring dream that absolutely baffles me.......