Don't Mess with Tex

2010 & 2011 can Kiss My Grits

2011-11-13T11:41:00.001-06:00

I took this picture with my dumb phone while at the beach with a high school group of friends this summer...a few days before finding out my Mom had cancer. It was a relaxing weekend and being at the beach I constantly thought of my Mom as it was something she loved. The beach can be so calming listening to the waves roll in one after the other...the clean salt smell reminds me of learning how to float in the ocean with her. I've saved the photo as the background on my phone and laptop and think of her words when we would seem sad about her disease..."We're going to take it One Day At a Time". Lately, that's what I've been having to do. So many other things going on in my private life that not everyone is aware of and I'd like to keep it that way for now but taking it one day at a time is all I can do. I miss my Mama very much and dreading the upcoming holidays. For the last year (and that includes the end of 2010), it's been a wash. I usually try and can find the good things in bad....but this time, I just can't. Yes, I'm alive. I have some people in my life who are supportive of me. I enjoy helping the inmates I work with. I enjoy volunteering with GENAustin. But for the record, I'd like to just go on to New Years Day 2012 so I can tell 2011 and this past year goodbye and good riddance.

Lone Star State of Mine

2011-09-13T22:33:00.000-05:00

Lone Star Beer
Lone Star Boys
Lone Star Baseball
Lone Star Beckett
Lone Star in Boston
I love my state. I love Boston. I love baseball.

I'm happy for Wake and his 200 but today....this made me smile more.

Not Just Any Woman

2011-09-05T22:21:00.001-05:00

A woman passed on today but she won't be forgotten because she's not just any woman. Every time I hear a loud whistle, see a ocean wave, hear someone sing to the top of their lungs, see a purple outfit, eat a bowl of Bluebell, watch a baby laugh, and smell a good pot of gumbo I will think of her. Of course those aren't the only times...she blessed me with so much love and compassion for others that it's not a surprise what career I chose. And as much time and energy as she spent on trying to keep me in Orange...it's funny to know she still did her last ditch effort at bringing me back. You see, I had left for Austin to return to work...only to receive a phone call on the other side of Houston that I needed to return as she had gotten much worse....few minutes later another phone call and she was gone....so here I am back in Orange, Mom. Missing you.

Love in Action

2011-09-03T22:52:00.004-05:00

My dear sweet mother is dying right before our eyes. Since getting the news, it's been a roller coaster of emotions. You go through denial and anger then denial again then anger once again then frustration...but with her health going downhill rapidly this past week while I was in Austin, I wasn't able to talk more to her. In a matter of weeks, she's declined in her health but since last Sunday...no words can describe how hard this is to see. A woman who loves so hard with her heart to be stricken with something so heartless. I'm trying to make sense of this all as it was not caught in the early stages so we're losing her quickly and I'm not quite ready for her to go. She has taught me more about loving than anyone I know. Her heart is as big as Texas...maybe even bigger. Alot of people talk about being a Christian and living godly but I've always said "Actions speak louder than words" as well as "Talk is cheap". My mother didn't have to preach it....she acted on it. She taught me to reach out and help others, to give everyone the benefit of doubt, and that everyone deserved a second or third or fourth chance. I believe I chose my career path because of the values that my mother instilled in me. I know she's proud of me....she told me many times especially this past year. Before I left for Austin last Sunday as I was telling her goodbye, she reached out for my hand and said "I want to pray for you" My mom prayed for things to go well on my new job and that it would be good for me. I'm going to miss her

Moving ON UP....on the East Side

2011-04-24T14:27:00.001-05:00

***all pictures taken off of Boston Globe used without permission***

On Monday, we were in Last Place. Today we're in 3rd....the boys are on a west coast swang thang and hitting it hard. We've won 8 out of the last 9 games.....DiceK has went all GodZILLA on the teams and Jed Sox is leading us to freedom. Muy Grande Winner Joshua Patrick is back...Joshy is gone. Lester's getting closer to May and feeling good. Heck even Carl's starting to hit. Today Lackey is on the mound....facing whoever that team in Anaheim is. Happy Easter to my fellow friends who Believe. And Happy Sunday to those who don't. Either way...I love all of you the same. Now

Let's Play BALL AND WIN

***EDIT Lackey stood strong today....SHUT OUT on the Angels

Objects in the Mirror are Closer than they Appear

2011-04-18T22:30:00.000-05:00

Dear American League East,

Tell 'em we're coming.....and Hell's coming with us.

Sincerely,

Jed Lowrie and his Homies

We have an old saying in Delta House: Don't get Mad, Get Even

2011-04-15T00:16:00.000-05:00

Last Year at SXSW, I attended this film....it's a movie about fraternity hazing gone wrong. I know you're thinking Oh GREAT....some dorky Animal House wannabe but it is FAR from Animal House and I'd suggest if you get the chance to ever see it, DO. But this poster for the film just really speaks to me about our boys...hazing is all about seeing how bad boys want into a fraternity....to what lengths will they go?? So maybe this whole losing streak is a hazing of sorts....to test them.....to test us....just how BAD do the Sox want it? Do they want to win? Do they WANT a pennant? or another World Series? On paper they appear to the The Team to beat....but on the field they've been The team that GETS beat...senseless sometimes. Yeah I know we took the Yankee series but there are about 5 more of those I think and if we continue like this, I'm not sure we'll take the rest of them. We are 2-9. TWO WON and NINE LOST!!!

But I'm going to remain faithful and keep watching and rooting for them. WHY?? Because they are MY Team. They are YOUR Team. The Red Sox are Boston's TEAM and we should be Behind them rooting for them. You want to yell at someone??? Yell at your neighbors when they're slamming doors or playing their music too loud. Yell at the idiots who cut you off or the cashier who shorts you your change. Yell at Mother Nature for not bringing Spring early. Yell at the dang jurors who didn't find Bonds guilty of ALL charges. But do NOT YELL at the Red Sox or Boo Them.....Just ask them....HOW BAD DO YOU WANT IT?

Someone PLEASE Light The Fire

2011-04-12T23:48:00.001-05:00

It all begins with a strike of a match .....it's a simple act. Very deliberate. With Purpose and all the elements just follow the lead. One after the other ignites. Each feeding off of the one before. Fiery and blazing. Burning with desire and anything that gets in it's way is annihilated.

Lighting the fire seems easy......keeping the flames going is tougher. If you're good at stoking the fire you ends up walking away from the embers you left behind.

Now if we can just get the Red Sox on board with this Philosophy and Way of Thinking

From The Executer to Can we Execute Him?

2011-04-11T22:18:00.000-05:00

Beckett set us up. He drew us in with that fabulous magnificant performance Sunday night....just so we could be sucked down the proverbial drain with Dice-K. All the talk about if anyone would be booing or cheering for Johnny as he returned to Fenway with the Rays....but when in reality the Boos would be reserved for the implosion coming from the pitchers mound when the Sox took it. Johnny started it off with a Dinger into the bullpen in the 1st inning....and if that wasn't enough by the end of the 2nd inning the Sox were trailing 7-0 with the help of some Elmer Fuld (Sam Fuld to be exact) rookie playing for his first MLB game. Thank GOD Tito didn't wait around past the 3rd and brought in Wake. (never thought I'd say that). Tomorrow is Lester and I'm just praying Lester thinks its May or June or September...and the bats from Friday or Sunday show up cos quite frankly I NEED a Winning team in my life right now.

Execution Texas-Style

2011-04-11T01:18:00.000-05:00

There are many faces of Beckett. There's the tall Texan cowboy who loves to hunt deer and does a pretty good job of it. There's the boy who loves his loyal new puppy.

Then there's the man who loves a good party and hanging out with his friends. Maybe even listening to some tunes of a country singer.

But when we think of Beckett, typically this is the one we like to think of (I think they're missing one of the K's) and tonight we had a time machine moment where Vintage '07 Beckett stepped out onto the mound and gave us a performance that rattled ole George's bones. The Opening Day Win was awesome and very much appreciated by the fans.....but tonight's Win. Tonight's Win was Magic. It was like Beckett took on this western persona of good versus evil...strapping on his gun for hire and lacing it down his thigh tightly while fingering the trigger waiting for a reason to finish off anyone who got in his way. Joshua Patrick came to town looking to end this silly rumor that the Sox weren't in it to play. That the team on paper was just an illusion. a fantasy. We've been looking for a hero in one of the pitchers to step up and show us how it's done. Make the Yankees shut up and go home. 8 innings. Shut-out. 10 K's later. All we needed was Wild Thing to come in and mop up the floor.

Yoga for Sox Fans

2011-04-06T23:43:00.000-05:00

I Get By with alittle Help from My Friends

2011-03-27T19:49:00.000-05:00

This picture I took of Pitching Match Up in Arlington a few years back makes me tear up alittle bit.

I went with a friend of mine to Opening Day in 2006 but didn't know many Sox fans at that time here in Texas.....this year will be different.

This Friday, April 1st, I will be attending Opening Day in Arlington again. Only this time, I'll be with my friend Hayes who I met on the SG site as well as meeting up with a ton of Sox friends I've come to know and love! Now early on, Hayes and I debated about getting some decent tickets for Opening Day...then ended up able to snag SRO ones for face value of $20 a piece SO we figured why spend more money....just enjoy being there so we were set. We got tickets with our RSN-Texas group of over 100 folks in one area for Saturday game. Fast forward Today...I get phone call from Sheila Matthews of the RSN-Houston group. Sheila's husband is the RSN-Texas Governor. It seems that Jared needs 2 tickets for Opening Day....and he was not wanting to spend alot of money and Sheila and Johnny had 2 spare bleacher tickets which they decided to GIVE me....and I'd sell the tickets to Jared. SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!! Quite frankly I was beginning to worry about not being able to sit down at all during the game as I'm still having some trouble with my neck and back so I was VERY excited about this. Plus the fact I'm still unemployed so I'm low on cash...I'm minus low on cash :)

And with everything going on in my life right now....I NEED a fun weekend to forget about everything, just fun and laugh with friends and enjoy baseball. Now all I need is the Red Sox to cooperate and WIN These Games!!!!

Soon....very Soon

2011-03-21T20:04:00.000-05:00

Although this is from Game 5 of the 2010 World Series....I will be seeing this scene very soon on Opening Day (without the sunset) for the Sox vs Rangers series April 1st with my good SG friend Hayes!! I'm SO needing this little vacation and thanks to free hotel points and cheap tickets, we're going as cheaply as can a girl can go!!

Of course, we will be excited to see the boys again....the sea of Sox caps and shirts...and just seeing wood connecting with leather. I have lots of friends down in Florida watching batting practice or what is better known as Spring Training. It's become a full all out tourist vacation for baseball teams whereas it used to be so low key. I'll be joining my RSN group here in Texas at the games thanks to our state's Governor, Johnny Matthews who is as far as I'm concerned is an Adopted Texan. His wife, Sheila, is DA BOMB!!!

CANNOT. WAIT.

He was already a Man at age 11

2011-03-07T23:59:00.000-06:00

21 years ago, this silly boy was born to my little sister and brother-in-law. Age 21 sometimes signifies manhood or growing up. Even though he's not physically with us any longer, his legacy remains within our family. He stood up for what was right. He loved sports, music, and God. I found this picture of him at one of his birthday parties holding up a gift, a super soaker water gun.

You're thought of often, Dustin. We all love you and miss you.

Happy Birthday Dustin!!

Heart and Soul

2011-02-14T23:51:00.000-06:00

*jacked off website of: martinlutherhs.org*

Nothing says I Love You like leather and seams.

The Calm Before the Storm: P & C

2011-02-13T10:06:00.002-06:00

People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring. ~Rogers Hornsby

*absolutely clueless where the photo came from originally but SGer ESF added the caption*

I think if you talk to most die-hard baseball fans, they'll tell you the same.  But the key to the above quote is "When does Spring Begin?"  I can tell you what the calendar says (Some time in April? Pfffffffffft is what I say) or if you're a true fan of the game on the diamond, you know Spring begins today.  The day when men turn into boys and take the field to throw the ball and catch the ball.  Cleats are put on. Practice uni's on. Reacquainting and Introductions are made.  There won't be games for at least 2 weeks but fans will be lining the field watching our pitching: Lester(our new Top Gun), Beckett (will he or won't he step up this year? and might I add newly married to a Rocket Scientist), Buchholz (Our Other Top Gun & a new father), Lackey(let's hope he doesn't lack luster), DiceK (show me the ERA since you got the money now), Papelbon(shut up and pitch), Bard(your next closer *I hope),  Jenks and Wheeler (newly signed and I'm sorta psyched about both!), and there's Wakefield, Doubront, Tazawa, Atchison, Bowden and Okajima ...anyone else??  But wait, there's more today....today the Catchers show up too: Tek returns along with a newly signed Jarrod Saltalamaccchia.  Then Exposito and Wagner rounds it out.  Kids are lined up hoping for an autograph of their favorite player.   The media asking every obvious and stupid question they can think of.   The sun is shining while snow lingers on the ground in New England while they wait for Spring to come.  But in Florida Spring is here....the groundhog has come out of his hole....Pitchers and Catchers take the field in Fort Myers preparing for Spring Training which has become a vacation spot for many baseball fans.   And although there are many questions wafting around in the back of everyone's minds and souls about our team and season this year, my burning question is "When will Beckett let out his first curse word and when will the first F-Bomb be dropped on unsuspecting ears?"   

The Pedal to the Metal

2011-02-07T22:22:00.000-06:00

*picture taken off Boston Globe Truck Day 2010*

Once every year staff at Fenway gather up all the equipment necessary (and some unnecessary-anything players or managers request) to practicing at Spring Training and load it all up into a huge 18 wheeler truck to make the drive to Ft. Myers, Florida. The crowd who decide to come to watch this event is special. They are die-hard Red Sox fans who not only love the team, they love Wally, they love Fenway, they love the entire process and embrace the Sox as being the fabric of Boston. They've waited through a long hard cold wet snowy frozen winter this year for this. Sure some of them followed the Pats...but since the Pats were out of the play-offs...they've longed for this day. It's the first of the Countdowns for Baseball. For once that truck leaves Boston, baseball is on it's way. I've never been able to attend but have a few friends who have and I'm quite sure some of them will be there once again in the morning. Wally will be there riding in the back of a low boy throwing baseballs out to the crowd along with the staff. This event is like a parade now....I mean the entire staff is back there throwing stuff to the crowd...Wally is waving....some bring signs wishing them luck or a good trip...pictures are taken....then the Truck pulls away for the long drive to Ft. Myers to join the boys who are on their way. (Hmmmmm, maybe that'd be a job I could apply for?) Some of the boys have already showed up this year....but soon the whack of leather against wood will be heard for miles.

This ritual that will be performed in the early hours of tomorrow morning in Boston is lovingly known as "Truck Day".

Beckett & The Rocket (Scientist, that is)

2011-01-29T10:41:00.000-06:00

*both photos from www.parlezsport.com*

It seems one of my favorite Texan Red Sox players has roped himself a wife. To avoid the papparazzi and media circus, Beckett bumped up the wedding date from February 1st to mid-January. All the crazy talk from last year of why and how and who is this Holly girl he got engaged to....well I don't have any secret information of my own, but what I did figure was knowing what little I know about Beckett and him being a Texan, it makes sense he chose a girl from his hometown. Beckett seems to continue to surround himself with locals from his hometown area. Josh did not go for the pretty girl who was waiting back in Spring for her man. Josh Cowboy'd Up and found himself a Rocket Scientist. A Purty Rocket Scientist at that!

A cowboy wedding with Zona Jones(local Beaumont boy) singing
his new single "Two Hearts One Love" while the group dances. You'll catch a quick glance of Holly and Josh dancing as well. If I were a betting gal, I'd say the wedding and reception took place at Josh's ranch south of San Antonio, The Herradura Ranch. How else to pull off the early wedding and getting a venue with no glitches? So back to that Rocket Scientist gig. Holly actually is employed with Boeing as a space-engineering consultant on the west coast but time will tell if she'll keep that gig and trade it in for a much higher cause....Red Sox Wives Club donating their time to charity. Oh another little tidbit which is sort of funny...the Beckett's have asked for gifts to be in the form of Gift Cards to places such as Macy's, Bloomingdale's, JC Penney's, Amazon.com, etc. I'm still mulling that over in my head trying to figure this out. But to each his own.

I know some may think I'm hot for Beckett...but actually I just love his persona on the field...he's a Texan through and through. He doesn't apologize for who he is (he does apologize and takes responsibility for losses). So long Holly doesn't suck anymore ERA out of Beckett...I'm good with this. Maybe Holly has been teaching Josh some means of firing up that 'rocket' with-in and Joshua Patrick will Bring It all the way to October.

Family Matters

2011-01-18T23:02:00.000-06:00

I've lived in Austin almost 9 years. I moved here indirectly because of 9-11 but that's another story for another post. I was in Austin area for the weekend after a job interview when I saw I had a voicemail on my cell. Now I was way out in the country visiting a dear friend so my phone would intermittently receive calls or texts. It was Sunday morning and I had had a nice visit with friends and was enjoying my coffee. As I listened to the voicemail from another friends' mom(who also worked at a local police department) to call as there was an emergency. Still just thinking it was something to do with Probation...I called. My mind went numb after hearing. I hurriedly through clothes into my suitcase, got dressed, barely brushed my hair and I don't think I bothered to put one ounce of makeup on. Running into the other room to tell Kim I had to leave right then because Dustin, my little sister's son, had been killed.

Dustin was the middle child between two sisters. The older sister who knew everything (and still does I LOVE YOU LINDSAY!!) The little sister barely even being in this world yet but she was loved dearly by both her siblings...and she looked like me :) Dustin was his father's right hand man on Sunday's at church, helping his dad out during Children's Church. Dustin was a character AND he had character. Dustin had more sense of what was right than most of us do in a lifetime. He loved to write. He loved to play the drums(like his mom did). He is missed terribly. My heart aches for my little sister. still. Even though we're a family of five siblings, it was just she and I after the last sibling moved out and we were 10 and 6. We were and are so different but she loves me like my mother does, unconditionally. She's always been there for me while I was a single parent raising my son. I wish there was something I could do to turn back the clock. Memories of Dustin are everywhere in their house. Dustin's life should be celebrated. I still question why....

Everyone has been praying for my older sister's daughter, Crystal and her health and I thank you.

This time of year is always very hard. But we move forward. Tell those who you care about that you love them. Life is short. Shorter than we may think.

Where is the Luck You Said You'd Bring to Me?

2011-01-02T19:56:00.000-06:00

As the new year of 2011 is beginning, I'm hoping and praying that it brings better luck than 2010 did. As far as I'm concerned 2010 can bite Beck's tweeter and I won't speak of it fondly in years to come. Due to legal constraints I won't discuss my feelings of my layoff from work here but due to this incident, I am quite guarded at any future loyalty to employers. I've always been one who gets back up after being kicked down...but it's getting harder as my bones are feeling it. I have hopes and dreams I've yet to see and hope to though....I refuse to believe that luck only comes in the form of 'bad' and I'm thinking this karma thing is a buncha marlarky cos I've been in the helping business my entire career so not sure who's karma I got instead of mine.

I don't think you make your own destiny necessarily either. Sometimes SHIT happens. And sometimes Shit happens to Good People and I'm still trying to figure out why. I've eaten cabbage and black eye peas today for my good luck to come. I'm ready for Change and a Challenge.
The Tat pic? Oh I'm thinking maybe I should get it to bring me good luck :)

Holidaze

2010-12-25T17:51:00.000-06:00

**photo snatched off christmasstockimages.com

Garbage cans are overflowing with wrapping paper. Bellies are filled with turkey, ham, stuffing/dressing or gumbo and rice and pie/pudding/cookies/cakes. Much giggling is going on. Some are screaming at their television sets. Lights still blinking on homes and trees. Hugs and goodbyes are happening. Some are still trying to figure out how to put together toys or install computer programs. Some are wiping tears for those they lost this year. Memories were made. Once again Christmas rush came and gone this year. Stories will be told. (or not) What's your favorite memory this year?

All That Matters

2010-12-24T08:58:00.002-06:00

2010 hasn't quite been the year I was hoping for. It started off with my boss telling me he was most likely going to sell the company so I wouldn't be assured a job. But that 'seemed' to fall by the wayside...then I had surgery on my neck to repair damage to one of my discs...fast forward....when it came time for me to get referred to physical therapy, I discover my surgeon had a bicycle accident and now has spine injuries himself which meant it took me 2 months to get into see another surgeon before I could get referred to P.T. so I'm still behind in my physical rehabilitation. Then when I'm finally getting the rehab I need(at about $200 a pop), I get told I'll be laid off and my last day will be the Friday before my birthday. WOOO HOOOO!! During the month of October I head home for a quick visit and I have a blow out!!! Near disaster but I'm safe and get home safe......So I get my work car which is awesome!!! But then when it comes time for the annual inspection, I discover the catalytic converter is screwed up and needs fixing before it will pass....so now I'm waiting to see if I can be eligible for a Waiver program....so after all of that I finally get things ready to head home for Christmas...when I discover a flat before I leave....:SIGH: But after a good friend helps me out I make it home for my family Christmas just in time for a great cajun meal....and laughs and hugs with the family.

So now it is Christmas and although I'm still unemployed, have no money for gifts, seemingly no job prospects at this moment....I have love of family and friends and that means more than any diamond necklace, any xbox, any ipad or computer, or any other bellsandwhistles gift you could give me.

All Wrapped Up with a nice Red Bow

2010-12-19T21:44:00.000-06:00

I've not watched every Survivor show but this season I got hooked into it. I think it was because of the whole Older vs Younger Tribe thing. Early on this player, Jud somethingorother, got tagged with the nickname, Fabio, cos of his physique and blond long hair...and he seemed alittle 'dumb'. But this dude played them...all the way to the end and won the Big Bucks. SO Hats off to Fabio...youngest person to win the million bucks off Survivor!

Kudos to him!!!

Through Rain, Snow, Sleet and in the Buff

2010-12-14T22:32:00.000-06:00

Everyone is gushing over Cliff Lee's decision to return to Philly and forgo New York and writing about it....but as I tried to figure out a way to give my own version, I came across an interesting story and ... well, let me just explain.

So I know it can be a boring job delivering mail...fighting off dogs and lonely women so "Joe Postal Worker" in Wisconsin decided he'd cheer up one of his customers as she'd been in a slump and stressed out. Joe showed up one day to deliver her mail with a smile...and that's it. Nothing else on. But. A. Smile.

Of course, it was delivered to her office so perhaps someone else complained as several days later, he was arrested. The police who arrested "Joe" stated to the reporter that upon further review, the worker told police that delivering mail while completely naked probably wasn't a good idea".

YA THINK????????????????????

ok Back to Baseball!

Will Lee or Won't he?

2010-12-12T22:08:00.000-06:00

Dear Cliff,

Just to remind you of the Yankee fan who bashed/bathed your wife in ugliness.....and a few reasons why you should choose the Rangers over the Yankees

Texans say "Hi Ya!" Yankees say "Get the fuck outta my way"
Texas have Nolan
Yankees have Steinbrenner
If you pick Texas, I'll root for your team (when you're not playing the Sox)
If you pick New York, I'll boo your team every game they play
Texas has a cooler flag than New York
I live here in Texas

Sincerely,

Tex

Gun For Hire

2010-12-09T22:17:00.000-06:00

As many of you know at the end of October I was laid off from my position at the juvenile justice company I had worked at for the last 3 years. At age 52 with all my work experience working in the juvenile justice system and with kids, I'm looking and wondering what's Next??? Well, I've been watching John Henry this year and it seems he's broadening his horizons and has bought himself a soccer team in Liverpool. A Soccer TEAM!!! And just when we all were sitting here waiting for the Sox to turn on the oven, they go and put all 4 burners on and turn on the stove to 500 freaking degrees!!!!!!!!!!
AGon AND Crawford????????????????????? Millions of Bucks being spent here and now they're driving up the sale on Lee for the Yankees??? Loving it so it's really gotten me to thinking...if John Henry has so much cash on hand, I believe he needs to hire ME.

I'm open to suggestions as to what sort of positions he could use me as. My background is in juvenile justice and although I don't own these now, I previously had a badge and handcuffs. So I'll be waiting for your input

Meanwhile, I'm developing a position that I could send me resume for that Henry would buy into and hire me.
I mean we're a perfect fit
I don't have a job
He has money
I need a job
He has money
I love the Red Sox
He owns them
as my good friend Ted said, "It's Density"

Grave (wo)men, near death, who see with blinding sight

2010-12-07T22:11:00.000-06:00

*photo used without permission off of wikipedia site

I'm not sure...well I am sure why but it makes no sense but when I think of Pearl Harbor I think of Jamaica. I lived in Jamaica when I saw the movie "Tora Tora Tora" . I remember watching this show vividly....I don't think I cared much for history before then and it really helped me to see what had happened. December 7th we remember those who suffered and were lost. Some of us were posting about Remembering this day on Facebook.

Facebook is a means of social media where you can let your friends, your family, even people you haven't actually MET what YOUR Cause is. So the other day someone starts posting on Facebook to post a cartoon character to show your solidarity against Child Abuse...next thing you know someone is saying that pedophile's are pushing this...and now I see the latest supposedly donations to child abuse organizations increased because of this.

Then another cause popped up...Standing up for the Unemployed...I'm one of those so I'm definitely wanting to stand up for that.

The last 'Cause' today was a sad one...Elizabeth Edwards passed today. One of the most admirable women I've even seen grace the political scene. She fought the good fight but in the end, while she accepted her fate but did not go out quietly....in honor of this beautiful woman I want to post a poem that we should remember when we think of Elizabeth because she was a woman who chose to live in the face of death. I think you'll know the author

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Sweet Dreams Elizabeth

I Don't Know Why You Say Goodbye, I Say Hello

2010-12-04T22:40:00.000-06:00

You say yes, I say no You say stop and I say go, go, go Oh, nooooooooooooooooooooooo
I dont know WHY you Say GoodBye

I say high, you say low You say why, and I say I don't know

I don't know why you say goodbye.....I SAY HELLO

So I prayed for the Sox to sign Adrian....I should have specified.
I'm afraid the change is going to take me a long long time to adjust.

Feel The Burn?

2010-12-03T23:32:00.000-06:00

Things are heating up in Boston....We got Salt. We got Tek.

NOW....Will THEO just SIGN ADRIAN ALREADY?????????????

It's Not You, It's Me

2010-11-08T20:13:00.001-06:00

It's about time that ESPN got their head out their ass or the clouds and are divorcing Joe and Jon from Sunday Night Baseball!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I, for one(along with many many many others) will be elated and not forced to use the mute button on their handy remote. While baseball is a few days away (FINE....but let me live in my denial)....at least we can dream of spending Sunday nights in peace. To quote a good friend on Facebook...Ding Friggin' Dong the Witch is Dead!

On another note, I'd love to hear the 'story' of WHY someone would turn down $48 million for 4 years to work(play) baseball??????!!!!!!!!!!! Yah I'm sure there's some legit valid reason but I'm unemployed right now and I'm really thinking players should be grateful to play ball.

Free Agents coming......will Beltre get an offer from the Sox? Will the Sox go for Werth??

And of course the Spankees are contacting Lee....Shocker??? I think not.

All I know is it's November...the weather is getting cooler...the nights are coming earlier....and baseball can't get here quick enough.

Welcome to Texas

2010-10-31T11:40:00.000-05:00

**stolen off the web without permission but giving credit to one bad ass movie**

Welcome to Texas Giants!! I hope you will understand when we kick your ass and take names later. That dyed beard you got boy???? GONE. That long ass haircut Timmy?? GONE. Ross boy? GONE.
We're taking 'em all out back to our shed with our Special Teams Man. You remember him right??? (see above photo)

Ya may have the Halloween colors....but WE got Texas remedies for handling folks like you! Chainsaws is just the tip of the iceberg....watch it or we'll fire up "Old Sparky" and send you to the Walls Unit.

Or better yet, how bout we call up Beckett from his Ranch south of San Antonio and he'll bring up his 30-06 and hunting crew and have target practice on ya.
Naw....I'm just 'joshing' ya...it's Halloween and I'm certain the Rangers have some Tricks up their sleeves and the only treats you Giants will be getting is a ride back to the hotel. I'm sure they'll have some booze you can suck up and cry in.

Noogie Fever

2010-10-26T22:47:00.000-05:00

Yah I know who it is.....but I have to mention that the man on the left was the 1st manager of the Texas Rangers...I continue to find it interesting in the Texas-Massachusetts connection story.

For the first time in the franchise history, the Rangers are going to be playing in the World Series!!!! WoOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooT!
With Nolan at the helm, my bets on them all the way.

**both pictures used without permission off Sports DFW site**

The Freak is set against Mr. Lee tomorrow and I'd say that today the Rangers were given lessons in the Noogie

Dude....do Ya realize this was only in 1993???? A mere 17 years ago. IF the Ranger pitchers need any help I'm willing to put my job on the line that Nolan could get on the bump and show them how it's done.

Picture used without permission Stephen Dunn/Getty images

And just in case you don't know what the Texas flag looks like? Expect to see alot of these during this World Series

Rangers.....they don't just carry Guns

2010-10-23T15:26:00.000-05:00

Old fans....young fans....crazy fans...bandwagoner fans....in Texas today, there's alot of fans who are happy...even Red Sox Fans who live in Texas are Happy. Rain wasn't going to get in the way of Destiny Friday night....nope. (pictures taken off of Dallas newspaper and Fort Worth Star and used without permission but hey I'm giving credit! )

And neither was ARod and the rest of the AHoles who followed him from New York. Anyone who is watching Ranger ball has seen this shirt in both above pictures...Speed is the Antler sign the boys use(hence the deer with hands above the head like antlers) And Claw is for strength...using again their hand as 'the claw'. Is it corny?? Hell yah....but I LOVE IT....it shows the camaraderie of the boys!! One cute poster in Boston(see Globe) even took it a step further to diss ARod (cos that's what we do as Red Sox fans) If you're a Sox fan, you GET it and I don't need to explain it....if you need explanation...call me.

October 27th, The Rangers will take on XXX Team to the World Series....and my bets are on them....I know I'll be smiling that day anyway cos it brings back such good memories

Potayto...Potahto You know the Rest

2010-10-17T15:21:00.001-05:00

The Rangers are in the Play Offs....they're in a battle against the Evil Empire as we speak (or as I type). Cliff Lee was brought on to help out the pitching staff and to win it. They got their division and now they're on a quest for the bigger hardware. Nolan Ryan is at the helm and I personally hope The Rangers give the Yankees a noogie just like Ryan gave Ventura years ago.

Two players are detrimental in this quest: Josh Hamilton and CJ Wilson. Two very different men who've reached a place where they've dreamed of but took different routes to get here.

CJ Wilson born in 1980 in Newport, California - land of free thinkers.
Josh Hamilton born in 1981 in Raleigh, North Carolina - land of Old School thinkers

CJ drafted in 2001 in the 5th round by The Rangers but 141st overall and begin playing in their Minor League working his way up.
Josh drafted 1st in 1999 by Tampa Bay, signing a contract and playing in their Minor League soon thereafter, making his mark.

As CJ was just beginning to make his mark in baseball in 2001....Josh and his parents were involved in a car accident. Although his parents recovered, Josh had injuries that (by choice) took him down a road of abusing drugs and alcohol and his first stint in Rehab. His drug/alcohol abuse continued through to 2004 till he was suspended for failed drug tests. Josh did not play baseball from 2004 - 2006. In the summer of 2006, the Rays allowed him to play in the minor league but later was drafted in the Rule 5 Draft and ended up with the Reds. The Reds had to retain him all season to keep rights on him and in December 2007, Josh was traded to The Rangers. Josh married the daughter of one of the men who helped him in his quest to 'get clean'.
Once in the Rangers, Josh flourished...making it to the All Star Game and in the Home Run Derby, recording the most home runs total in the derby...not winning the title but his first at bat recorded 28 home runs!!
But just as soon as his life was connecting and back on track, headlines ripped showing him to lapsed in his drug/alcohol addiction. The incident occurred in January of 2009 and although Josh informed MLB. the Rangers, his wife and family....photos hit in August of the same year splatting him all over the news. Josh is now clean and has chosen to not join in any of the alcoholic post-season celebrations.But there was another player who chose not to participate in alcoholic post-season celebrations but because he didn't have the Sensationalistic Story....he wasn't thrust into the limelight. Well...until he put 'his opinion' out there.

Flip over to CJ...he begin playing in the minor league with the Rangers in Frisco till around 2003 when the season was cut short and he had to have the Tommy John surgery. He missed all of 2004 recuperating ( a very different sort of rehab than Josh's) and returned in 2005 but progressed slowly up to being closer 2008 but back down to Relief Set Up Man in 2009....but in 2010, CJ was named in the Starting Rotating Pitchers line up. CJ, a professed Taoist, lives a 'Straight Edge' life, a life that one abstains from alcohol and drugs and promiscuous sex in order to maintain a healthy and poison-free body. He even has a tattoo inscribed on his torso "Straight Edge" to make a statement. He CJ put his opinion out there regarding baseball players regarding politics in a Pearlman interview: Although the term 'thinking man's game' is associated with baseball....it's very that many of the players don't always think alot about politics or other worries of the world...according to CJ.

"It's frustrating," says C.J. Wilson, the 27-year-old Texas relief pitcher. "I'd say there are two reasons. One, there's a general lack of education among us. But two -- and most important -- you're talking about a population that makes a ton of money, so the ups and downs of the economy don't impact whether we're getting paid. Therefore, we often don't care."

You can best believe he got alot of grief over that comment from inside his own clubhouse....but I think CJ has learned his lesson. Although his opinion may be somewhat correct....ya gotta watch how you talk about 'your team'. Wilson is definitely an eccentric individual in the world of baseball....he's not your normal jock. He's even working on a novel. Of course, baseball is the backdrop but it's more or less a book about life. CJ races race cars and plans on turning to that occupation once his baseball career is over. CJ has a twitter and blog he keeps up with. He loves photography but why shouldn't he? His parents were as well...CJ also entered the screenwriting program while he pitched at Loyola. He is also a lefty...no I dont mean he pitches with his left hand....I'm talking politics.

So the Rangers and Yankees have each won one....and now we proceed to Game 3....I love watching baseball but the stories behind the players can be quite as interesting as the game itself.

I have been wondering what a conversation/debate would be like to listen to between CJ and Schilling. :)

"The Bridge Year"

2010-10-04T16:47:00.000-05:00

What the HELL did you think Theo Meant when he said this was the Bridge Year?????????????????

#%@*!!!

2010-09-25T11:36:00.002-05:00

Thanks to my buddies over at Surviving Grady for this tidbit on Beckett's performance last night...so it gave me alittle inspiration to write about.

*Picture from Getty off of Yahoo Sports

So OK...I admit Beckett has not had a great season...but heck he's been on the DL most of it!!!! But last night I was excited, anxious and alittle scared for Beckett. But he delivered...for a while. I have to say at the top of the 7th I was shocked Tito kept Beckett in (yah I know I shouldn't be). I actually thought after that 2nd homerun hit off of Beckett, Tito should have pulled him. But he didn't but thank God for Hitting. I know the saying "Pitching wins games" but a game isn't won by no Runs. But BACK to why I'm writing this...

With the addition of Beckett to the Sox back in '05, Boston added a few choice words to their vocabulary such as 'horseshit'. Now Beckett is an intelligent Texas boy so don't let his lack of 'big words' fool you but sometimes those 4 letter words just make you feel better when you've had a shitty game/day. Never one to mince words, when asked about his start, Beckett gave me giggles at his response:
"I don't have any words that aren't four letters," .... "I started leaving some balls up."

Now if Beckett could just get his balls in gear and quit leaving them up to be hit....we'd all be happier.
And yes I'm choosing to use a picture of Beckett NOT getting a homerun hit off of him so THERE

And for all you Beckett Haters.....leave me be. I'm taking my smiles where I can get them.

Never Give Up

2010-09-16T08:15:00.000-05:00

Determination                                            Persistence                                                   Guts

   Work through it    Cowboy UP

6 games back in theWild Card? Yanks losing....if the team thinks they can Do This....then SO DO I!!

It Ain't OVAH till It's OVAH

2010-09-14T08:52:00.000-05:00

BELIEVE                                                                               FAITH

Two words used alot in the church of God and in the church of Baseball, particularly in Boston.

You pray and pray and hope that God answers your prayers to give you the answer you want. Some of us 'pray' to the Gods of Baseball in hopes of making it to October Road with our team.   Some churches you pray on your knees, some do the cross thing with your hands, some kneel and bow, but in Baseball, we pray in all sorts of ways.

There are times we are praying for that hit and runs at the end of the game to take it away from worthy opponents.   Basically the prayer goes like this (said under your breath) "pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease"


Then we may use another cultures means and methods in making sure our opponents go down a fiery death....

or sometimes we just get distracted from the game itself...

Either Way...Baseball is a game where It Ain't OVAH till IT'S OVAH!!!

Imagine a World With Peace

2010-09-11T15:08:00.000-05:00

Lots of those remembering those who died on 9-11 due to terrorists. I chose and planned out to visit the firestation who lost the most men....the firefighter who greeted me was kind enough to take a picture with me. I also visited Ground Zero...I can't explain the urgency I had to visit. I felt compelled to do more than just be there. The pictures of Ground Zero stay with me...I remember vividly the incident of teetering on a sawhorse trying to look over the mesh fence to see what I could see of Ground Zero....only to be yelled at by a local police officer to get down. There were flower bunches hanging on this fence, some new...some old....but people were leaving their thank you's and sympathy behind. As I tried to move across the sawhorse to get down....a firetruck came barreling down the street, watching it get closer, I became mesmerized and overcome...freezing in my steps I watched as they turned the corner. A firefighter half hanging out the window with a look of despair on his face. Our eyes met and I nodded to him...he nodded back and the truck turned the corner heading towards Ground Zero....to find more bodies of those lost.

It was at that time I realized I was on Holy Ground...a cemetery of sorts and made my way off the sawhorse to the ground. I think of that weekend often as it was the push I needed to move on....to do something and not become stagnate any longer in my life. Since then, so much as changed in my life but once again, I feel the tug of What's Next.....I am making plans now to return to NYC next year. It will be 10 years....10 years that some have been without their moms, their dads, their brothers, their sisters, their children, their friends....the memories of that day are etched into our minds...the pictures of the towers being hit and dropped....but the pictures we should be remembering are those who were lost and the good they left behind...

Lackey Answered Buch's Call

2010-08-23T21:36:00.000-05:00

So after last night's Amazing Game by Buchholz and his call for his fellow Texan teammates to BUCH UP....Lackey was NO lackey and kicked some Mariners BooTAY. And not wanting himself to be outdone by the entire pitching staff last night?? He KO'd 10...count them T E N to the dugout. He needed this, the team needed this....and quite frankly SG crew (myself included) NEEDED THIS or else I think they were going to take away my Texan flag I toss about in the games the Texan Red Sox pitchers play in. I wish the picture to the right was better...and showed my Red Sox Nation-Texas tshirt (like the previous post). What was so much fun on that Fan Appreciation Day was being able to connect without saying A WORD at first with Lackey, Buchholz and then BARD!!! (forgot he was born in Texas) FIRST TIME EVER at Fenway, someone told ME they were from Texas! albeit only born and lived there probably a few months :)
STILL Once Born a Texan....Always a TEXAN.

Now....Will my boy Beckett Bring IT Tomorrow?? I'm betting on it and will be wrapping myself in the flag with my boots on. Beckett better put his ASSKICKING Boots on if he knows what's good for him

Buch UP

2010-08-22T22:04:00.000-05:00

The Rally Cry may have been Cowboy Up in 2004 with Millar...but another Texan makes me want to yell at his fellow Texan teammates and pitchers, Beckett and Lackey to "BUCH UP" and start pitching like the Texas PITCHERS they ARE!!!! Today after 2 Rain Delays....3 pitchers....11 K's...and NO Runs by the Jays, Buchholz (7 K's of his own) His last 23 2/3's inning without an earned run! 15 Wins and lowering his ERA with each win!! Last 4 starts WON.

Our Sox are still in 3rd place in our division and 2nd place in the Wild Card...but they keep kicking and scratching all the way till someone shuts the door.

Talk of Clay being the next Cy is in the buzz....and nothing would make me happier to have a Texan win it.

Meanwhile back here in Austin....predictions of triple digits continue...high of 103 in Austin tomorrow. Can't WAIT :SIGH:
I don't look forward to October JUST for baseball........

I went to the Woods....discover that I had not lived. Thoreau

2010-08-10T23:02:00.000-05:00

I took path down a windy way somewhere in the middle of Massachusetts. I felt as if I was repeating a path some had taken long ago. I came across rubble it appeared to me with roped off stones to an area to which I was unclear what it meant.

the closer I approached this rubble of stones, I realized they were put there rather purposely for a reason or reasons. The crowds around take away the solititude that seems to creep into the day. Oh to have the passion and desire that Throreau had...to have the Purpose and Deliberate Life to do this.

Seeing all those rock formations left by others...I had to leave mine.

But knew mine would be special...apart from others. Taking time and patience to find the rocks and pieces to create my Zen formation....I came across a tiny piece....that I'm still puzzled by what it is.

But it was a blue star. It was perfect as I placed it on top of my Zen. One day I want to live in the woods as Thoreau did. Separate myself with others. Simple Life.

I just wonder if they have baseball there

One. Game. At. A. Time.

2010-08-06T22:34:00.001-05:00

It started with Papi doing what he does best

**pic by Ray Stubblebine Reuters

Clay going long into the 8th to save the bullpen...ERA 2.66 Oh Ok he hit Jeter with a pitch but I'm sure he deserved it

And God help me....I've been trying to find a photo of Kalish hitting his first homerun in the Majors against NONE OTHER THAN the Yanks!!!!!!!!!!!

I didnt get to watch the games as I was visiting my folks and then met up with a friend I hadn't seen in years....but I was STOKED to see not only did we win....we held the lead the entire time. One thing I am happy about (other than the WIN) is I didn't have to see Berkman in those pinstripes. :shudders:

And it all happened in a matter of 3 hours and 17 minutes in Yankee Stadium.
Tomorrow Game 2. Be THERE.

Year of the DL

2010-08-05T20:54:00.001-05:00

I've really lost count at this point the number of boys who've been out on the DL at some time or another. I mean it's been pitchers, infielders and outfielders....short DL's...long DL's, questionable DL's and over extended DL's. But TODAY....Today's DL????? REALLLLLLLLLLLLY??????????????? :SIGH:

**pic by Jim Davis of Boston Globe

I hope Youk's thumb surgery and rehabilitation goes better for him than it did for me. I wonder if he'll get a cast like I did?

Not that I don't think we can hang....I mean look where we still are without The Little Engine that Could. Every time we turn around someone steps up to the plate and fills their shoes. Beltre's been a breath of fresh air...sure he knocked the breath out of Jacoby that one time....but other than that...OK so maybe he's run into a few others but his Grand Slammie tonight was awesome!! Knocking the Indians on their tonkas. Meanwhile between Scutaro and VMart, they love ganging up on Beltre to rub his head...he's got some weird hang up for no one to touch his head and is willing to go head-to-head with you if you dare!!! He's leading the Sox in batting average! .337 We're up 6-1 top of the 9th with OKJ on the mound. 1 out...and I'm hoping I still have this smile in a few. **pic by Darren McCollester of Getty Images

Screaming in Seattle

2010-07-25T09:07:00.000-05:00

So Lackey flirted with one....boom it was gone, We won but he didn't get the stat. Beckett has good return...but we just can't do enough so he doesn't get the W.

Ok those are not our aces but we still Won....so what the heck happened last night???????????????

Lester's dealing K's like a BlackJack dealer in Vegas and yet we LOST. Lost BIG!!! Flirting with a No-No and No Name Eric can't seem to catch a simple ball out to him. Yah I blame him. Sure Lester allowed a homerun after that so BOOOOOOOOOOM....2-1.

NO MORE of this DRAMA!!!! WIN...boys just WIN.
oh and No Pic cos the one of me putting the boys balls in a vicegrip is not allowed on the net.

Miles and Miles of Texans

2010-07-24T08:51:00.000-05:00


(Elaine Thompson/Associated Press)

Back to Back wins for the Sox with Back to Back Texans on the mound....Yet neither the Tall Texans captured the Win. Lackey had probably his best outing as a Sox on Friday night fiddling with a No-No...coming out with the Sox on top only for relievers and closers to almost lose it....but in the end we won.
Last night Josh only allowed one hit in his less than 6 innings pitching....but the game was tied. Blame Ichiro. Is the 'old' Beckett back? Only time will tell but I've missed seeing him....I'm hoping he'll only get stronger.

I also hope Lackey continues his Friday performance for the rest of the season....

Texas and Fenway are God's Country

2010-07-15T19:54:00.000-05:00

**Picture courtesy of San Diego Tribune and thanks to my high school friend Perk for finding it for me

Texans love to say that "Texas is God's Country" but I know better.....God has a little park in Boston as well.

I really don't think the picture needs any explanation....cept maybe Steinbrenner probably was thinking "Oh Shi@#**^%##@$F##%MOth##^&@@&**$####!"
And personally I don't think he got in

Ding Dong...you know the rest

2010-07-13T18:05:00.000-05:00

**pic taken off Austin American Statesman Charles Sykes AP

Ok so call me Wicked

He wasn't a Saint...no he owned a baseball team...one that I despise....but did ya know that he actually was banned from baseball some time back for being a convicted felon? yah yah yeah....Sending sympathy to his family....but it's like he orchestrates these things....the All Star Game is about to begin and it's already ALL about GEORGE.

Timing??

Home Run King

2010-07-12T22:24:00.001-05:00

Maybe that magic wand I posted worked? Or maybe Papi came back? Or maybe Ortiz was pissed at Girardi for not selecting Youk to be on the All Star Team? or maybe...just maybe the Red Sox luck is turning a corner and we're on our way to a more healthy team.

I didn't even watch it tonight....I get so tired of the whole mess of the All Star thing cos it's messed up. If it's exhibition then why does it make or break who gets home team advantage. Funny thing, Red on SG predicted Tiz to win it. Ok now...Red predict our boys to get healed.

Even so....I'm not watching the All Star Game.

Three Days...Three Nights

2010-07-12T18:48:00.000-05:00

The Sox have 3 days and 3 nights to get well. I'm really hoping that they take advantage of it. I don't want to hear excuses.....Papi's going to be swatting at some leather in L.A. and my boy Adrian is going to fill in for the game while the rest of the boys who are on the All Star list recuperate...along with the rest of the gang who are on Sick Leave. I'd love to have a handy dandy Magic Wand to use in these next three days to heal broken bones, strained muscles, stiff necks, still backs, jammed thumbs or toes, etc.....I have to say I cannot rewrite any of the following any better than Peter Abraham. I hate repeating what someone says but he gets to the point hitting the nail on the head

Instead of writing a long involved recap of the season to date, let me ask you this question.
If on Opening Day I said the following would be true at the All-Star break ...
* Josh Beckett would have one win.
* Jacoby Ellsbury would play nine games.
* Mike Cameron would have three home runs and 14 RBIs.
* Dustin Pedroia would hit .213 in May then go on the disabled list on June 26.
* David Ortiz would have one home run in April.
* Guys named Darnell McDonald and Daniel Nava would become regulars.
* Bill Hall would be in the top nine in plate appearances on the team
* Every reliever outside of Daniel Bard and Jonathan Papelbon on the Opening Day roster would have ERAs over 4.59.
* Tim Wakefield would have the third-most innings pitched on the staff.
... would you have said the Red Sox would be 14 games over .500 and within three games of a playoff berth?
Probably not.

Nuff said....Let's Play Ball!!!

Roll of the Dice and We Win and Beckett is on his way back

2010-07-11T20:53:00.002-05:00

**photo taken by Kelly O'Connor...used with permission plus I begged for one knowing she was at the Pawtucket game today.

His name is Joshua Patrick Beckett....he's one of our Starting Pitchers for the Red Sox. Yah I know he's been out alot but so has alot of other players. Beckett threw today in the game at Pawtucket and apparently did good. I begged Kelly on her facebook page for a picture....knowing she probably just sat down at her computer...I've just been so anxious to see him back in our rotation. I'm hoping he'll be Beckettesque and give us what the Dr orders. You can catch the story over on the Globe where Mike Scandura reports the game. Beckett threw 68 pitches....42 strikes with 4 K's and no Walks. Ok so one homerun hit off of him, however, the catcher, Wagner blamed himself for calling for the wrong pitch. Beckett didn't give any chance at interview...but I'm sure he woulda set them straight.

Good News is DiceK pitched well. The boys took the game but we're back at 5 games back....I'm ready for the boys to get back on track and quit using up all their accrued Sick Leave. Enough already

When do we get to see the Amusement?

2010-07-10T21:08:00.000-05:00

Amusements Parks always have one....everyone wants to ride them because they're so exciting and fun. They're fast....turns and circles and up and down....Everyone wants to ride them....it's a staple icon in every Amusement Park. Baseball parks are like that....they all have excitement at every turn of an inning.

Being a Red Sox fan this season is like riding a rollercoaster.....we're down...then we're up....we're down...then we're on. our. way. up......and we're

down again.....Looks like my Texas boy didn't quite do it for us today. The Jays SP came out in 4th...I think somewhere around his 102nd pitch!!!! And we were TIED even then. Perhaps it was the fact Lackey put 6 batters on base himself... No matter...Lackey lacked what it took....the Jays brought their bats with the runs and the Sox lost yet again.

Tomorrow JiggleButt climbs on the mound to see what he can do to squash our pain...although I know he'll try our patience, I'm hoping he'll pull through and give us a W. Thanks to Sharpy from SG for making these flags for me.

Now I love myself a good State Fair with an awesome rollercoaster...but if someone could find the safety bar and lock it tight before the game, I'd appreciate it. Last but not least...last year this seemed to work. Maybe it will again

Do Not Let the Size Fool You

2010-06-25T09:09:00.000-05:00

I'm 5'2 and 1/2". Yeah I claim every single 1/2 inch of stature but NEVER let my size fool you in what I am capable of. I will stand up to a man of 6'4" and call him a 'Dick' if that's what he deserves. Dynamite comes in small packages and up there in the Rocky Mountain High area, I think they got a taste of it as well. Pedie saved Paps ass BIG TIME last night by dinging his last home run to put us back over the Rockies after Papelbon was playing rock-paper-scissors with every at-bat. Extra Innings with a west coast game that takes biting your nails to the extreme....I'm dragging here today trying to focus on work. So I figured if I wrote a little diddy about the game, I'd get it out of my head and perhaps get something done.

5 for 5 and 3 Home runs with 3 Runs and 4 RBI's. Last night. Apparently the last Red Sox player to hit 3 Dingers in one game was Millar in 2004. I love these sort of stats because it shows you not to underestimate the players who may not appear to be a hero of a game. I'm sure if you ran into Dustin on the street at Sullivan's or Dunkin's, you may not even recognize him cos....or maybe you would cos with his personality (after reading just some of his book I get the jest he is a smack talker in general), you could possibly overhear him talking smack to the girl behind the counter on how many donuts he could eat in less than 5 minutes or how many tires he could change in less than one hour. He's a competitive little dude....but don't let him know I called him little. But as you can see, JB definitely leaned 'over' so he wouldn't be taller than Dustin.

It was told that Dustin was heard chanting as he walked by Papelbon in the locker room last night "Who's Your Daddy?" **

**Ok maybe that was made up but it sounds like something he would do...and I'm willing to bet my Red Sox tickets in Texas that he did.

Reason I fell in love with Baseball

2010-06-21T23:15:00.000-05:00

College Baseball....more specifically College World Series. Sometime back after leaving high school and heading to college at Lamar University, I fell in love with baseball. I admit it was the boys I was following at first....but at some point, my focus shifted from adoring the seat of their pants to the way the ball sailed across the plate meeting metal with leather then watching the ball make it's way over the shortstop's head to outfield...all the while watching the batter run his ass off to make it a double.

LSU isn't in Omaha...so I'm not as invested to watch BUT (there's always a but in baseball-pun intended) Texas is...no not THAT Texas team....TCU, Frogs, Texas Christian University. It's the last year at Rosenblatt...I'm sad I never got to go before they move it to the new park....but I'll get there one day.

TCU vs UCLA tonight...Top of 7th and the Frogs had a great big ZERO....just seeming to have No chance when Boom. Got one hit and man on First. BoomBOOM Man on 1st and 2nd. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM. Bases loaded. Unknown player to me...gets up to bat and gets a piece sending it right down the middle out to Centerfield....TRIPLE bringing the score to 5-3. Bottom of the 7th brings a solo home run for the Bruins

Now it's the top of 8th and Frogs are up again. Let's hope the Frogs can pull it off. But there's Double Elimination so the Frogs are still in it even if they lose tonight.

Baseball.....ya gotta LOVE IT!!!

I love baseball....know why?

2010-06-13T00:17:00.000-05:00

Stories like Daniel Nava.

A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to a Forum...

2010-06-08T23:32:00.002-05:00

I began planning this year's summer vacation last August after receiving a message from a dear younger friend inviting me to her college graduation party. It was months away but she wanted to make sure I knew far in advance so I could plan my annual trek to Beantown. I recall thinking how proud I was of her and her persistence and determination in working and going to college for years to finally graduate with little financial help and lots of emotional support from family and friends. I looked forward to enjoy celebrating with her while getting to spend some time in my other favorite place: New England. So I began my plans of how long and how many games I would be able to attend and all the friends I would see. I had even thought maybe I could catch a minor league game in Pawtucket or Portland. How little did I realize that I would be headed to Portland on this trip...but not in the fashion I had intended.

In October last year, again via the internet, I found out that a fellow SGer had passed away: Andy Block, or lovingly known to us as AB. SG, otherwise known as Surviving Grady, is a Red Sox blog where I have met many Sox fans and actually am proud to call quite a few of them my friends. Andy had been fighting cancer again, unbeknownst to many of us, and lost the fight last October. Now I'm sad to say that I didn't know Andy very well except for our interactions on SG and brief interactions at SG gatherings. What I did know about Andy was that he was opinionated and not afraid to voice it. I really liked that about him, despite the fact he always barked at us when we talked about other subject matters on the SG chat room claiming SG was a baseball blog. He thought we should go elsewhere to discuss Off topics but since I don't follow rules very well...I kept posting about baseball, recipes, dancing and other random topics that came up. But I still liked Andy cos he was a matter of fact sort of guy and didn't care if you disagreed with him. SG did a very nice Memorial Post about him that really made me smile. You either really liked Andy or didn't. No gray area.

Remember I told you I had already planned my vacation last summer for this summer? Well it was originally all built around Neena's graduation and of course attending Sox games. Then I got another email...AB's family was planning a Memorial Service in Maine the day after Neena's graduation party. Like I said earlier, I really didn't know AB very well but I did feel I knew BB and his wife Debbie enough to pay my respects and participate so I begin adjusting my schedule with the help of Hayes. Now you may wonder and ask why I would attend a Memorial Service for someone I had met I believe a total of 3 times: Because it's what you do for friends.

Which brings us to this past weekends' events.

I forgot to mention I also met Neena on the internet via a Red Sox fan forum years earlier. It seems crazy to think that merely 5 years ago I had no friends in New England and now probably 1/2 or 2/3's of my FB page's friends are from there or Sox fans I've met on line. But here I was on my way to New England to a Celebration of the beginning of a New Life Post Graduation and a Celebration of a Life that had ended.

On Friday, June 4th, I headed towards Jamaica Plain to attend the Party for Neena at Doyle's Cafe, an Irish Pub. The celebration was a huge success as family and friends mingled and I got to learn more about Neena from her childhood friends to her latest friends met at an Art Workshop she attended. Good times were had by all....I got to meet DAVE DAY!! I was so happy to meet her mom as she lives here in Texas!! Felt great to have someone other than myself from Texas at a party in New England!! Watching Neena that night was just wonderful...she was basking and glowing. Her dress she had on was Oscar worthy and she needed a red carpet to walk on that night! Marci and Erin made graduation cap cupcakes for her!! They were adorable! I was just estatic to be a part of this celebration. I know Neena plans on continuing her education in Art and I hope somehow by chance she chooses UT for her Masters...but if she doesn't...I'll be waiting for that celebration party as well. I raise a glass to Neena and her accomplishments and her future in the Arts.

Saturday morning as Hayes and I made our way from Boston to Portland, we were both alittle out of sorts (that'll be saved for another story) but we finally arrived at our hotel on the wharf. It was a beautiful day and our bay facing view was stupendous!! Hayes took the David Tennent life size cardboard body and stuck it in the window for all to see....was quite the funny sight I have to say from the street. Meeting up with the Blues and Ted, we walked towards the restaurant where the Memorial Service was to be held in honor of AB.

I'm not sure what we were expecting and I can only speak for myself but it felt odd attending such an event for someone I didn't believe I truly knew deeply. Ted definitely had a much stronger connection and bond with Andy as he had established an on-going friendship with him even attending a minor league game with some of the B's. Rakes had went as well and it was love from the moment Rakes and AB laid eyes on each other. The picture with Rakes wearing the fake peanut moustache sitting on AB's lap still makes me laugh.

As we meandered around and met family and friends of AB, it became clear to me that AB was loved by many. Watching his two sons and listening to friends talk, looking at pictures of AB through his life, I felt finally I was getting to know all of the other compartments of Andy. When it came time for speeches, I was choking back tears just listening to heartfelt stories and memories. But of course BB pulls an Andy and calls out us SGers to the crowd(explaining "us") and asked if we wanted to say something. I knew Ted couldn't cos he'd be a blubbering mess. I thought to myself "please someone open up their mouths!!" when Hayes quips "Ya know, we're just good at one liners"

A storm had blew in with lightening all around and wind and rain blowing all around.

As quick as the storm had kicked up earlier, a calm came across the water when someone exclaimed and yelled "Oh my Gosh...Look outside! Andy!!" We all turned around and looked out across the bay at this marvelous rainbow. Although I find rainbows very beautiful and meaningful...I didn't understand the sense of wonder most seemed to be feeling. But then it was explained. Andy loved Rainbows....he loved Rainbows before they were popular and all. So it was like Andy showed up for his own Memorial Service to say Good-Bye.

To me the evening with the storm and rainbow was akin to both sides of Andy; his crotchety side and his softer side. Andy left quite a legacy behind instead of leaving footprints. I'm raising a glass to Andy

Rethinking this entire weekend on my return flight(of which where I wrote this post), it occurred to me a funny thing happened on my way to a forum. I made lifelong friends who continue to impact my life daily, challenge me to question my actions and motives, and help me to continuously realize relationships are what matter most in life and I've really come to love New England as much as I love my great home state of Texas.....Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Sometimes you're the Dustpan...Sometimes You're the Broom

2010-05-06T22:30:00.000-05:00

Apparently, the Sox are learning to play a new game...it's called Broomball. Instead of bringing bats, it's played with Brooms. Ok, maybe this ain't the Sox actually playing but there is a game called BroomBall and they do play with Brooms.

The Sox caught fire this week and lit up the Angels melting their wings right off their backs.
4 Game SWEEP! I'm not even gonna recap...cos I'm so giddy it's enough just to know we did it.

BFF #5

2010-05-05T23:09:00.000-05:00

Apparently before gates opened at Fenway tonight, there was a bomb threat. Bomb Squad was called but nothing was found. Had they waited around till the xx Inning, they would have seen it...go right over the Monster where Ortiz hit it. Of course, Munchkin pipes up and laughs about it retorting "Bomb Squad?...they're early" I think he had a premonition since he's been speaking up for Papi with all the haters out there. Beltre hit a bomb as well and Lackey took down his former bosses making Scioscia cry like a baby in the dugout.

But the real story (if that wasn't story enough for ya) the Red Sox were honoring Nomar on Cinco de Mayo day. Nomar's entire family was there along with several players he had played with at Fenway.

And he scored pretty nicely....he got a pair of Fenway seats #5 and #6, him and Pesky's numbers :-)

He got to throw the first ceremonial pitch and see some of his old buddies and we got to see Trot.
It was a sweet thing the Red Sox did this past Spring Training....signing Nomar to a one day deal so he could retire a Red Sox. It was sweet and bittersweet seeing him....as he left on such awkward times but such an awesome year: 2004. And although he did receive a World Series ring....it had to be hard for him to watch the team win it without him there. Nonetheless, fans love Nomar...always will.

it really is DIRTY WATER

2010-05-03T22:30:00.000-05:00

So yesterday Boston announces "DON'T Drink the WATER....Contaminated Leak" yadayada yada...

The Bruins and Celtics are in the playoffs.....Both Played Game 2....and BOTH WON!!!!!!!!!!! I'm not a hockey or basketball fan but I'm really happy for my friends in NE who are.

But then...the Red Sox came back into town dragging their slowasses into the clubhouse after getting embarrassed to high heaven at Fenway South. You can read the stats and all the newspaper articles you want...I watched the game. And I wanna know what was said in the clubhouse this afternoon. I wanna know what they put in the water jugs. Cos the team that played in Baltimore was NOT the team I saw tonight.

The Team tonight KICKED SERIOUS BUTT!!!!!!!!!!!! I know...its just one game but they played the game I knew they could play. And Beltre hit his first home run as a Sox!!! and I CALLED IT!

Red Sox 17, Angels 8

and to quote a movie line "How you Like THEM APPLES?"

Out with the Mold...In with the You

2010-05-02T18:26:00.000-05:00

I was 'advised' to take down my profile pic on Facebook by a friend who said it wasn't appropriate and looked like a tramp stamp. Now I love this dear friend to death as we've been friends since 6th grade but it still hurt me that again....'the world' doesn't want us to really be ourselves. I got on Facebook to have fun with my Red Sox buddies...next thing I know, I'm connecting with old high school friends. I held my ground of the reason why I put it up there...it's baseball season and you're liable to see anything on my profile pic that I think will bring my team good luck. Today I put up my "Praying at the game" pic with my SG shirt on. Now it wasn't because my friend suggested to remove my tat pic...it was because my team has been sucking loads lately. So it got me to thinking this afternoon....if you were to have to select a 'mold' of yourself, could you pick one? One single item that explained you...your life....your heart....your soul....Could you? I'm throwing up this boot chocolate mold because I LOVE Cowboy Boots. LOVE THEM. I only have two pairs...but I want way more. I don't need tons of heels like most women...I want Boots and not the fancy 'copycat' 'wannabe' cowboy boots...I want the real thing.

so then I had to figure out another one....the Running Horse....free spirit....strong....standing up to anything that comes it's way....and Running Hard to get to somewhere. Still not sure where but Running.

I've been focusing on my goal of the company I work for to focus on being gender responsive with the girls we house in the juvenile facilities. Society has tried to put females in a mold...in their place. Problem is...I never listened. I challenge all of you, female or male, to not put your life or yourself in a mold. Be Yourself....Authentic Self.

I love my dear friend still...and I'm over it...but it did cause me to think.

To lose patience is to lose the battle

2010-04-29T08:58:00.001-05:00

It's almost May....we've only had one month of baseball. 22 games. 11-11. We've got 5 more months and 140 games left. Ghandi was a smart wise man who sought peace and freedom. He understood mountains couldn't be built in one day. He understood men couldn't tear down their walls of ignorance in one day. So he used patience as a weapon to win. John Quincy Adams said "Patience and perseverance have a magical effect before which difficulties disappear and obstacles vanish."

The Lester we all knew was there finally arrived last night. The bullpen shined. Our last night in Canada and after two games that seemed like a struggle to win...last night we pushed through.

BELIEVE FAITH
Two words we say quite often in the Red Sox Nation
Two words I've been saying as a Mom.
You see loving my team seems to follow the same path of the love I have for my only child, my son. They do great things and I'm happy and delightful....then for no reason at all, they bomb and fall. But I have this unconditional love for them. Sure I love my son much more...but it's truly unconditional. He's done some things that I am totally against and never back him on....but I'm here still holding on to hope and faith that he'll come around. Just like I do my Sox.
After over 10 years of floundering in the world and screwing up any chance of a future, my son is growing up. Making better decisions to become a man and quit being that little boy. It just took patience and perseverance.
Now about the Sox....we've seen 2 World Series Champions in the last 7 years. TWO!! Some Sox fans never saw any. So we should be thrilled but we keep saying "What have you done for me lately?" It's tough to see the boys play so idiotic when we KNOW they have the ability. Yah, I've felt that many times with my own son....but I just sat back and waited. I knew in due time, in his own timing, it would come.

So Let's get behind our boys and root for them all the way to October!! Even Darnell McDonald understands with Tatted across his chest are the words:

“Tough Times Don’t Last’’ 

The Rangers may know how to steal bases but Darnell Stole my Heart

2010-04-21T16:26:00.001-05:00

Want to know what it looks like to be a hero of a Red Sox game?
His name is Darnell McDonald and NO he's not Irish. Well, I really don't know if he is or not. But Darnell was born in Fort Collins, Colorado in 1978....same year my son was born. He attended and graduated from Cherry Creek High School near Denver. He had aspirations of college but was signed right out of high school...drafted by the O's and worked his way up through the minors to the majors. While he was there, McDonald only hit .156 in 32 at bats (17 games). YEP...that's it. Next stop was the Indians....trouble followed and I don't feel it necessary to go there...He jumped around till he finally landed at the Red's and made his first home run in the majors last August....which leads us to this season when the Red Sox picked him up.

And last night...Darnell captured every single Red Sox fan's heart.

Yeah, the Rangers took our field by storm, stealing every base they could...making the Old Man look a fool...but the joke was on them when Darnell came to bat. (stole pic off of SG and have NO clue where they got it from..apologies to the photographer)

Beckett Finally Gets His Rocket On

2010-04-17T19:09:00.000-05:00

So according to Hard Ball Talk and Masshole Sports, Beckett has finally "Put a Ring" on it. Marriage.....it's not Rocket Science but can't hurt to marry one, I suppose. Beckett made it known his 'sports hero' was The Rocket growing up although I hope that has changed now with all his recent developments. So I find it ironic that Beckett chooses a Rocket Scientist to marry. Is it just me? or is the Rocket Scientist above sizing up Beckett's "rocket"? You know...I'm sitting thinking perhaps this was a wise move on Beckett's part....finding someone who understands velocity, the study of movement and forces, the aerodynamics of how a ball is pitched through the air, and whizkid mathematics has to help them understand the 'Game of Baseball'. I'd say Beckett showed he's alot smarter than some have given him credit for. (Snagged that pic of the two off of massholesports.com.)

So Holly Fisher is her name. A few other Texas tidbits:
She's from Spring, Texas(same as Josh)
So this means she's from TEXAS!! GO JOSH!
Graduated from Spring High School 1999(Same as Josh) hmmmmmmmmmmm wonder if they dated??
Graduated from Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University with degree in Aeronautical Engineering in 2004
Got job at Boeing right out of college
Boeing is a global aerospace and defense aircraft manufactuer
Received her Masters of Science in Astronautical Engineering from U.S.C. all the while working at Boeing
Currently working as Space Engineering Consultant

Josh has made me dang proud...going after more than just a face, he's looking for that special someone who can help his ERA.

I'm just wondering when Holly will snag her first Buck at Josh's ranch.

Now...WHO IS GOING TO INFORM Crystal and Lydia?

The Pain is Killing Me

2010-04-12T22:43:00.000-05:00

So I've been having some neck problems this past year. It's gotten pretty bad and this January, the problems started affecting my right elbow and muscles. I was losing strength and it hurt to just lift my purse and I'm not one of those gals who has a suitcase for a purse.

So last Tuesday I let them cut my neck. I am not going to detail out the specifics but just know that these pictures are of the beautiful neck apparatus I am to wear over the next month or so. YEEEEEEEHAW.

I mean you would think they would have various colors for us girls. I mean I'm not a girly girl Ok well maybe I am alittle bit of a girly girl but not High Maintenance Girly Girl. But even I would like to not look so dorky.

Oh and they give me drugs for the pain which has been extremely helpful...ya know for the pain but moreso for the baseball games of late of the Sox. I mean, dont' get me wrong, I was elated to see Josh do so well Saturday and then to see the Captain knock it out of the park twice.

So forget about today's game...take a tylenol pm or if you got pain pills like me...Tomorrow's a new day. A new game. The Twin's played their first game in their new park....so fine. Let's give it to them.

Tomorrow the Game is ours.

Tonights the Night

2010-04-10T17:24:00.000-05:00

Now that we've got that out of the way, we can get on with the rest of season. We have 159 games left. One Hundred & Fifty Nine games. 1 5 9 Games. Sure the last three count...but so does the next 159. So we got the Yankee series out of the way and on to play the formidable Royals in Kansas City. So we won Opening Day's...er I mean Opening Night's game...and then lost the next two. Did I mention we have 159 games left in the season?
EDIT
So I started this blog last night but wasn't feeling up to par to finish and NOW. We have 1 more loss with 158 games left.
Beckett is on the mound in Kansas City. Against Greinke, last years Cy Young Winner, Kansas City's lastest hero.
All I know is I want the Beckett who brings K's to show up and the team who bring Runs for us.
Not going to jinx...just plain and simple.

We need a WIN. DO IT

It's Next Year!!!!!!!!!!!!

2010-04-04T11:43:00.000-05:00

My good friend, Josh Blue, created this for me some time back...pretty much sums up who I am. Anyone from the east coast who has met me, in person or on line (and Yes you can meet people on line and know them...sorta), KNOW that I am a Die Hard TEXAN through and through. I am proud of my state, although not always proud of those who live here. Texas has the history background similar to New England. We fought to be separate from another nation and be ourselves. But I digress...Today is about Baseball. I have several friends there tonight!! Cyn, Kelly and Quinn that I know of. I'm sure there are others. But I can guarantee you with these three at the game, there will be AWESOME pics and Stories to be told. Today is about Baseball....Baseball and ....
..............The RemDawg

and Red Sox TATS

Fenway and the flag

The Green MONSTAHHHH

Friends from the beginning and new ones

And last but not least....a friend of the past who we hope return this year

How Bad do You Want In?

2010-03-15T22:20:00.001-05:00

Saturday night I was planning on relaxing at home after a long day of spring cleaning....then the phone rang. My good friend, Rene', from high school called and asked if I wanted to head downtown to catch a flim as he had won free tickets to get into any of the films....I had a couple of hours to get ready....heading downtown the plan was to watch American Grindhouse at The Ritz Alamo...but alas, it was apparently a favorite and we were sent to the line of the other film showing at the same time: Brotherhood

Now mind you...if you know me, you KNOW I'm not really a movie goer and could care less about the Hollywood scene. I've just gotten burned out on the many dime a dozen movies...but it is SXSW and these are films not seen by the public yet and typically new directors/producers. SO I was alittle excited to be a part of it all thanks to my good friend, Rene'.

Standing in line we made small talk with those in front of us....the girl was friends with the Director and others connected with the film. She and her hubby were there from L.A. So asking what the film was about....I should have known: A frat house initiation party. Ohhhhhhhhhh GREAT. Another Frat film. She does tell me I'll enjoy it and there's alot of twists and turns to it...and just when you 'think' you've seen it all...you haven't. She also gives me one piece of trivia...the film is a result of a short film made 10 years ago and was called Roslyn...to 'understand' that trivia, you'll have to watch the movie. Now you know a night can't go by without somehow the Sox being brought into this...WHY? Because the Sox ALWAYS are in it..somehow. Waiting in line and in front of the Ritz employee door...a worker walks out with a "B" cap on...excusing himself to everyone...I pop off "NICE HAT!" It was dark and I didn't know if anyone else noticed but the gal and her hubby we'd been talking to turned around to me, looking surprised asking "You a Sox fan?" I laughed...gave a short film version of my story of how I became a Sox fan then the gal remarks "Well, I'm originally from Massachusetts" I smile..."Of course you are!"

We wait and finally they come out to tell us that only the front 5 are allowed in...BUMMER. Well, resourceful Rene' and persistent....went in to complain as we had tickets...the other people in line were waiting to purchase tickets. Persistence paid off....and before you know it, the dude working the door asks us to wait there while he checks on something...accidently brushes his hand across my breasts and I think he said "I'm Sorry" 20 times....then he returns and whisks us with him to the elevator...as we stepped in and the door closed, he told us we're going up to an area that may have someone already there so we needed to stay in the elevator for a minute while he makes sure it's clear...as we stand there holding the door open waiting....wondering where he was taking us...he motions for us to come on. As we walk through the production room upstairs and where they are showing the movie from...we walk through a door to find we're in this balcony with two rows of seats...or should I say Easy Chairs...wait a minute. What did the dude call them? Oh yeah, he said they're referred to as the "OH SHIT" seats....when you're not expecting them.
We had AWESOME view of the film from those seats...and then of course why I love the Alamo drafthouses so much...they come take your order for beer and food.
Sitting there....I was amazed at how much I enjoyed the film....definitely was a hit with me and many areas were touched on in this film....side note, Brotherhood was filmed in Texas AND the Director is from Arlington, Texas. EXCELLENT!

The Q&A was great and informative... then they informed us of the After Party at where??? The Firehouse of course. :)
I approached the Director of which I wish I would have gotten a picture with...but I wanted to let him know that this movie definitely changed my mind about movies. I have decided to give movies another chance. Took pictures with a couple of the actors...one of which I "thought" was on OctoberRoad but he corrected me, saying he got that alot but he plays on "Accidently On Purpose" with Jenna Elfman. I was like 'OH YEAH, you do" He was such a great sport about it all!! But like I told him...don't feel bad as I really am not into the industry. All in all, it was a fun night.

And is it baseball yet?

Happy Birthday Dustin!

2010-03-07T20:20:00.000-06:00

Earlier this year I posted a Remembrance post about Dustin on the day he died but tomorrow, Monday March 8th is his birthday and would have been his 20th.

This picture depicts his sweetness and silliness. If I could do anything in this world....I'd bring back that day on the mountain so maybe things could be different. The family misses him alot. His little sister, Haley, has been missing him alot lately.

March was always a crazy month of birthdays in my family....my own son's birthday is this Thursday, the 11th. Dustin's was the 8th and his older sis's is the 14th. My aunt Bobbi and her son Joey birthdays were in March along with my maternal grandmother's. And my cousin Diane's too.

Having my son and 2 of my little sis's kids birthdays in one week was fun and easy to remember.

Sending love and hugs to my sis and her family on Dustin's birthday....

No, I'm NOT a FANATIC, I'm a FAN

2010-03-06T14:28:00.000-06:00

Baseball is here...Finally! Spring Time brings bluebonnets and baseball. And if 162 games a year isn't enough for me...I'm joining 3 Fantasy Teams. Yah...you see I have these different set of internet Red Sox friends who each have a Fantasy League...and I'm invited to two of them...and the third is Thank GOD a Fun League so I won't have to do alot of thinking.

In trying to think of a really good team name this year....I looked at one of my avatars and got my inspiration for the name: Kick Ass Hoots is my team name on all three teams.

This year will be sad as I won't be able to make the number of games at Fenway as in the past....but I'll be cheering them LOUD and CLEAR...maybe even Boston will be able to hear me.

Meanwhile, I'll be waiting for August for the Sox to arrive Deep in the Heat of Texas. I'll bring the SG Youk shirt which brought us great luck last year. I'll be spending it with my Canadian gal pal, Leslie, who I met a few years back in Arlington. She loves Austin...and I've promised to visit her next year for a game.

Side note: I'm bringing into my FB fold some friends I met along the way in my Blog World who are AWESOMENESS!!! CAKE and SPARKLES I hope you find them as amusing as I do.

So what if the game's about beating up on college boys?

2010-03-04T07:13:00.001-06:00

B is for Baseball, Boof and Bonser

Ignore the box....and watch the man. Simple game. Throw the ball. Hit the ball. Catch the ball.

Baseball, She is HERE!!

There's Gold in Them Thar HILLS!

2010-02-28T17:47:00.000-06:00

They came looking for gold but ended up giving millions a reason to watch hockey today. Team USA won silver while Canada took the Gold. And when I say they 'took' the gold....I mean they had to fight for it. The game was ON from the beginning....with Canada taking the lead and keeping it till further into the game...with a 2-1 lead....and looking like the gold was just not going to happen...USA tied causing the game into Overtime!! Another chance at Gold.

But alas...Canada scored first so Gold to Canada with a 3-2 win over USA. Congratulations to our boys who worked very hard at this game.

Meanwhile over on the east coast in warmer weather, the boys are prettying up for us to be shown in the game magazine.

And Papi in his search for Pedroia at Spring Training is inquiring Enrique's brother if he's seen Pedroia

the fans in Florida are wondering the same thing as I am....

"CAN WE START BASEBALL ALREADY?"

Diamonds....the way to a Baseball Fan's heart

2010-02-27T11:17:00.000-06:00

found this at Etsy's blog

Yeah...I tried to find a baseball calendar but when I saw this one....I smiled cos really...This is where it begins.

Diamonds begin as coal....years of polishing underneath our Earth's surface....heat applied...and finally VOILA': Diamonds and many men have spent WADS of cash making women smile with them. Honestly, the money John Henry spent on new players this year has made me far happier than LindaLou could ever be with that large stone that makes her hand drag the ground. I'd say there are other women (and men) who'd agree with me.

March brings us games...practice games, but nonetheless, GAMES. I'm ready for Opening Day but March games will be fun to watch on NESN while we get to see the rookies and invitees and to see WHO lands on the Roster. Lots of debate and talk and discussion about who we'd rather see on the field. Everyone's got an opinion...just like everyone's got, well, You Know the saying.

Another year gone by that I will not be attending Spring Training....I hope next year that changes but in the meanwhile, I'll sit on my lovely couch watching NESN, read redsox.com and bostonglobe.com, and read SG to hear all about the ins and outs of our team. Yeah...I'm a Red Sox fan from Texas. So SUE ME.

And They're OFF!!!

2010-02-21T11:17:00.000-06:00

photos grabbed Barry Chin(Globe Staff)

Pitchers and Catchers began yesterday....media frenzy quizzing Theo and Tito to death. Who's going to be Opening Day Pitcher? Who's going to be in the 5-man Rotation? Interviews left and right...all giving Wakefield his due respect. Talk of Beckett and what's to come with an offer for him after this season....Tito saying Beckett is the Leader of the pitchers in the clubhouse...Lester saying we need Beckett but all acknowledging Theo and FO makes those calls. Getting used to knowing that Tek isn't going to be our 'everyday' catcher but somehow VMart captured my heart last season when he appeared from the Indians...he had me at the Ranger game with his last inning hit taking us to a Win. You might recall that night when you saw me on the Telly...a picture many captured on their phones.

Thanks to some of my Red Sox friends who are avid Minor League followers of the Sox....I know many of those 'invitees' to Spring Training. It's fun to watch the young ones compete to get 'a spot'...that's something I think I miss the most of going to Spring Training now.

I don't know about you....but I am SO ready for baseball. It may be my saving grace this year to keep me sane.

We Wanna PItcher...Not a Belly ITCHER!!

2010-02-16T20:03:00.000-06:00

BASEBALL....SHE IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Boys to Men

Soft touch

Strong hands

Resilient yet insecure

Romping through playgrounds,

Through Sunday school,

Through ballparks,

Through marshes,

Through woods

And school halls,

Stopping in bars

For a while…

Then off again to

Search and explore

The world.

Boys Become Men.

Saints...Party of THOUSANDS!!!

2010-02-16T11:34:00.000-06:00

lifted from flicker:tim.per.due

THROW ME SOME BEADS MISTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! will be heard throughout downtown New Orleans tonight....

There'll be masks so girls can remain Anon when they're flashing....With the parade float members wearing their gear

and of course every parade isn't a parade without it's King

Drew Brees as King of Bacchus yesterday.

Roses are Red and so are the Sox

2010-02-13T19:22:00.002-06:00

I'm hearing alot of folks grumbling about Valentine's Day and all the hype around it. One more reason I choose not to shop much...that way whenever any holiday is castrated by shopping malls...I am not deluged with it. I don't watch alot of television during off-season so I'm not exposed to many commercials. In fact, I have to admit that I'm not too giddy about Valentine's Day when I'm not in any sort of a relationship...so I decided this year to come home to visit my folks and show them my love. Back to the reason for this post...the background of Valentine's Day. I'm just going to provide a short excerpt from a Wikipedia page(yah I know...real history)
"....appropriate lore has been embroidered in modern times to portray Valentine as a priest who refused an unattested law attributed to Roman Emperor Claudius II, allegedly ordering that young men remain single. The Emperor supposedly did this to grow his army, believing that married men did not make for good soldiers. The priest Valentine, however, secretly performed marriage ceremonies for young men. When Claudius found out about this, he had Valentine arrested and thrown in jail. In an embellishment to The Golden Legend provided by American Greetings, Inc. to History.com and widely repeated, on the evening before Valentine was to be executed, he wrote the first "valentine" himself, addressed to a young girl variously identified as his beloved, as the jailer's daughter whom he had befriended and healed, or both. It was a note that read "From your Valentine."

Now...I'd like to think that Valentine's Day was meant to be simple but sweet. I remember having to make my own Valentine Boxes for elementary school...I loved decorating it...it was the one time that at an early age I could really express my individuality. Then you waited for everyone in the class to put their valentine's into your box....and THEN you got to open them while you ate cupcakes and punch! Do they even do that these days at school anymore?? I remember getting a special made heart from a boy I liked in the 5th grade...he cut it out of one of those colored folders you used in school...it was a limeish green color. Then he wrote on it in the best handwriting I ever knew a 5th grade boy could do!

Rickey Dean Carter

loves

Donna Gail Ellis

4/ever

Rickey and I of course did not love each other forever but I do have to say that we did remain friends till his death last year. I didn't get to spend any time with him in the end but another good high school friend did (I'm looking at you, Z) and I have to say that it sounds like Rickey Dean was loved very much. It's tough to find love in this world...the true love that no matter what comes your way...it makes you stronger. If you have that sort of love, I hope that you're embracing it and stoking the fire to keep it going. If you'd like to have it, I suggest you begin practicing that sort of love on your friends and a passion you have. I find that is one thing that most people lack in their lives...a passion about something. I don't care if it's a hobby, a cause, or a baseball team

....but you have to have something else in your life besides work and friends if you have no significant other and kids. And no one said that love would last forever...death takes our loved ones sometimes...but it does NOT take The Love. Remember that. Love Remains behind...let it live on.

So today for all you Single Gals and Guys out there....I challenge you to Do Something on Valentine's Day...to show your love and affection for them. Because honestly we are all loved by someone.

Vrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Vrmmmmmmmmmmmm

2010-02-11T21:49:00.001-06:00

Tomorrow is Truck Day. Many of you have no clue what I'm talking about...but if you're a Red Sox fan...you KNOW what I'm talking about. No need to explain...Just Smile cos baseball is just around the corner.

Da SAINTS...DAT's WHO!!!

2010-02-07T21:42:00.000-06:00

Nuff Said!!

Who DAT?

2010-02-07T12:03:00.000-06:00

I figure Sport's Avenue won't mind the marketing for them if I use their picture of what they are selling.

Today is the Day that I believe Peyton will show his face...you KNOW the face...where he is bumfuzzled and voodooed by Da Saints!! Who DAT??? THE SAINTS!!!! Drew Brees and The SAINTS!!!

Those who know me are aware I am NOT a football fan....but this year I got reeled in with the drama of Favre and Da Saints making their way to the Big Bowl in the Sky!! OK well maybe it's called the Super Bowl but either way, I was taken in by Favre and hated to see him lose but if he wasn't gonna be there in the end, I wanted to see The Saints there, if no other reason but they have been LONG awaiting this DAY!!!
It makes it sweet that a local Austin boy is leading the way too.

So whatever your football food and party is today....enjoy Brees make Peyton make "the face" and oh yeah...enjoy those commercials!!

Life:Death

2010-01-18T18:31:00.000-06:00

Births and Deaths...intertwine not on purpose but with purpose sometimes...and then it hits you.

Tomorrow is the 8 year anniversary of my nephew's death while today (I just realized) is the 34th year anniversary of my maternal grandfather's death.

My grandfather passed in the winter of my Senior year in high school...it was quite devastating to me as I was especially close to him. Alwin LeDoux could be abrasive but deep down he was a sweet soul. I got to spend parts of the summer with him when he lived on Lake Livingston and lived with him for a short period of time during elementary school so I really wanted him there for my graduation. But Granddaddy smoked incessantly and although he quit, it was too late as cancer ate his lungs up and he passed today 34 years ago. I remember this really well as I had been struggling hard with his illness and went out with friends one night....not really doing what I should have been as I was underage. I came home sick when my mother came into the bathroom and told me he had passed....I sobered up quickly. I still remember that day like it was yesterday.

My nephew passed at age 11 while skiing in Colorado doing what he did best.....loved life and smiling. He was the most unique kid in that he was bold in his life of Christ at the mere age of 11. Not afraid to speak out to his friends to 'do right'. He was still a boy...a goofy boy....and an only son. I know my sister, brother-in-law and two nieces are hurting...will hurt for the remaining time of their life because a piece of their life is gone. I've thought and looked for things that would show my compassion and love for them...but I fail. I just want them to know that even though I may not live as they would want...I am living life happy and think of Dustin often.

Tomorrow is the birthday of a musician who has passed and the birthday of a friend who is very much alive.

Janis Joplin was born in Port Arthur, around the corner from my hometown of Orange. Although Janis' lifestyle is not one I approve of, I find similarities between she and I. I never felt I fit with the norm in high school although I tried to conform to what people expected but I wasn't happy. My passion often misunderstood for rebellion and overbearing personality. I'm finding living my passion while still maintaining a life that doesn't cross over the lines of my morals is possible.

Tomorrow is (JET) Janine Carpenter's birthday. JET is the sweetest and kindness person a gal could meet. She sees life in such a positive light and has such a generous heart with her time. Her love of animals is endearing to me and it hurt when her kitty passed. I hope tomorrow she lives it well and only thinks of the good things to come. The fact I met this gal over the internet in a Red Sox fan forum is one thing I would like to thank Al Gore for. :-D

I have a piece of art hanging in my house now of a painting of Janis with a photo of my nephew near by as well. I'm working on a family collage of black and white photos to put into place, specifically one of my granddaddy. I met a guy this weekend with a tattoo on his forearm...I wish now that I had taken a photo of it as when you looked at it one way it read DEATH and then turning his forearm over it read LIFE.

How the artist was able to capture both words so perfectly and artistically was surreal to me as in the back of my mind I've been mulling over my post I was going to do to honor Dustin.

Dustin I miss you and love you.

Favre's not a Saint but he's My Cowboy

2010-01-16T18:50:00.000-06:00

captured from Wordpress file of Embracing Life

So while I'm out enjoying music at The Continental Club this afternoon, I look over and see the play off game between the Cardinals and Saints at the bar...and the Saints are winning. Turns out they won this afternoon and on to the next Level!!

Now I've got this dilemma pending...I've never really been a football fan to begin with so I don't want to hear loyalty and crap about rooting for the Cowboys. Yes, while I grew up a staunch Cowboy fan and my entire family is Cowboy fans....after Charlie Water and Roger Staubach days...it lost it's fizzle with me. Meanwhile, I find an affection with Louisiana due to my cajun heritage and an ex-boyfriend who rooted passionately for LSU and the Saints. Which is sorta cool as Drew is from Austin where I live now...and nice that hometown boy is doing well.

But to throw the wrench into the mix....I've developed this crush on Favre. Maybe it's cos everyone else hates him. Maybe cos opponents are pissed he left his "loyalty" at the table. Maybe cos he's 40 and still playing FOOTBALL??!!! Maybe cos he just looks damn HOT in those Wrangler jeans. Beats me but I just know Brett Favre needs to be in The Superbowl...so tomorrow is doing to be alittle odd for me. Cos I think I'll find myself rooting for 'The Boys' then rooting for Favre. Jerry Jones can go get another plastic surgery to wipe that frown off his face.

Meanwhile, I'm showing My Austin off to my Canadian friend, Leslie, who is going to get doused with Cowboy-Style living tonight.

2010 > 2009

2009-12-31T18:45:00.000-06:00

Some time ago I took a trip to Walden with a dear friend from Massachusetts who was kind enough to humor me in my lifelong dream of seeing what Thoreau saw. While there I saw many were making their own zen...and begin to build my own. While finding the right stones, I came across this blue star...coincidence? No. Not a chance. I still think even though 2009 sucked for me....I believe that star means something. 2010 has yet to appear but already the blue moon is coming up and will be high above me shining. Just like my blue star....the blue moon is giving me direction.
So come with me as I say goodbye to 2009 and welcome in 2010.
2010, the year of the Star.

I YAM what I YAM

2009-12-28T20:51:00.000-06:00

After Christmas, I decided to head over for a overnighter to my friend, Pam, in Clear Lake. Sunday morning after eating breakfast and visiting, we decided to head to Kemah to hang out for an hour or so. We were strolling along when we came across this Picture Board near one of the shops. I laughed so loud because the night before I had been talking about not trying to put on airs and be something I'm not...I said "I am what I am" and my friend said, 'yeah, like Popeye' So of course I HAD take a picture.

The thing is I've learned in my years is I shouldn't have to try hard to impress others. I Yam what I Yam as the picture says...and if you don't like or appreciate me as I am, you're not worth my time to know. That's how I live my life now. I don't consider myself a rude person but I can be rather brash and blunt...when someone needs it. Sugar coating is only for candy and candy asses. I think I'm generous...perhaps not so much with monies as I don't have a lot...but at least with my time and my heart. Sometimes money doesn't help problems....but everyone needs someone to listen to them with compassion...and I got lots of that.

I don't like status quo or the norm...and if you know me, you know. I like boots. No that's a lie.

I love to have fun and laugh and cut up....but I need my time alone and sometimes won't answer the phone.

I LOVE BOOTS. I got a way from wearing them for awhile...but realized later in life how much I really really love wearing them. They are my splurge. I'm not old but I am getting older...and wiser....and younger beyond my years. I'm stubborn....or you could say I'm determined and persistent...but I'm willing and open to listening to your ideas. I'm private.

WHAT YOU SAY???? But you have a BLOG...Private people do NOT have blogs.

WRONG. I expose of my life what I want you to know. The rest is private. There are those out there who 'know' me. I select slowly who I let in my world. I select carefully what I share with the others. So when you think you know who "Tex" is....better look again. I am an onion....many layers. If you cut me, you may cry.

I YAM what I YAM....that's what should go on my tombstone.

I'm fairly certain I've passed this gene on to my son....

Freezing your Tits Off

2009-12-26T10:09:00.001-06:00

Thanks to my niece Jayne and her trip to New York to visit her In-Laws for a pre-Christmas vacation, I have my photo for today. She and her husband are approaching their 4th wedding anniversary and have a little boy called Dane who is the cutest thing. You'll see him in her blog if you so decide to venture over there. She just posted pictures of the trip on Facebook and of course the one that stood out to me was the one above. They went snow-skiing and came upon this scene while riding up the ski lift. Nothing says Christmas like taking your bra off while riding a ski lift in the freezing ass cold weather and throwing it into the nearby tree, eh?

I don't have three rugrats to write about so I depend on random spontaneous other things and people to pull for stories here when baseball is in the off-season. Hi, my name is Donna and I'll be here throughout the year trying to catch up on writing.

Joyeaux Noel Louisiana Style

2009-12-24T09:52:00.004-06:00

And so it is Christmas....Christmas is here.
To all my friends across the Nation...no not THAT Nation...the U.S. Nation and a few others who are spread out in the World (NZ, Canada, England, Philippines, etc), I want to wish you a Merry Christmas from my little piece of Cajun World. I know it's been a long going joke that I'm from Canada as I attempted to explain the whole "Cajun" thing...but it is my heritage that I'm just as proud of as being a Texan. You know what you get when you cross a Texan with a Cajun?

A good swift kick in the ass if you aren't nice to them. :)

So now, I'd like to provide some entertainment from Cajun land. Having trouble getting the video to load up so please click here to 'hear' and 'see' it on youtube.

*by "Trosclair", Pelican Publishing Co.‘Twas the night before Christmas
An’ all t’ru de house
Dey don’t a t’ing pass
Not even a mouse
De chirren been nezzle
Good snug on de flo’
An’ Mamm pass de pepper
T’ru de crack on de do’.

Den Mama in de fireplace
Done roas’ up de ham
Stir up de gumbo
An’ make bake de yam.
Den out on de by-you
Dey got such a clatter
Make soun’ link old Boudreau
Done fall off his ladder.

I run like a rabbit
To got to de do’
Trip over the dorg
An’ fall on de flo’.
As I look out de do’
In de light o’ de moon
I t’ink “Manh, you crazy
Or got ol’ too soon.”

Cuz dere on de by-you
W’en I stretch ma’ neck stiff
Dere’s eight alligator
A pullin’ de skiff.
An’ a little fat drover
Wit’ a long pole-ing stick
I know r’at away
Got to be ole St. Nick.

Mo’ fas’er and fas’er
De ‘gator dey came
He whistle an’ holler
An’ call dem by name:
“Ha Gaston!
Ha, Tiboy!
Ha, Pierre an’ Alcee’
Gee, Ninette!
Gee Suzette!
Celeste and Renee!”

“To de top o’ de porch
To de top o’ de wall
Make crawl, alligator
An’ be sho’ you don’ fall.”

Like Tante Flo’s cat
T’ru de treetop he fly
W’en de big ol’ houn’ dorg
Come a run hisse’f by
Like dat up de porch
Dem ole ‘gator clim!
Wit’ de skiff full o’ toy
An’ St. Nicklus behin’.
Den on top de porch roof
It soun’ like de hail
W’en all dem big ‘gator
Done sot down dey tail.

Den down de chimney
I yell with a bam
An’ St. Nicklus fall
An’ sit on de yam.
“Sacre!” he axclaim
“Ma pant got a hole
I done sot ma’se’f
On dem red hot coal.”

He got on his foots
An’ jump like a card
Out to de flo’
Where he lan’ wit’ a SPLAT!

He was dress in musk-rat
From his head to his foot
An’ his clothes is all dirty
Wit’ ashes an’ soot.
A sack full o’ playt’ing
He t’row on his back
He look like a burglar
An’ dass fo’ a fack.

His eyes how dey shine
His dimple how merry!
Maybe he been drink
De wine from blackberry.
His cheek was like a rose
His nose like a cherry
On secon’ t’ought maybe
He lap up de sherry.

Wit’ snow-white chin whisker
An’ quiverin’ belly
He shook w’en he laugh
Like de stomberry jelly!
But a wink in his eye
An’ a shook o’ his head
Make my confi-dence dat
I don’ got to be scared.

He don’ do no talkin’
Gone straight to his work
Put playt’ing in sock
An’ den turn wit’ a jerk.

He put bot’ his han’
Dere on top o’ his head
Cas’ an eye on de chimney
An’ den he done said:
“Wit’ all o’ dat fire
An’ dem burnin’ hot flame
Me I ain’ goin’ back
By de way dat I came.”

So he run out de do’
An’ he clim’ to de roof
He ain’ no fool, him
For to make one more goof.
He jump in his skiff
An’ crack his big whip.
De ‘gator move down
An’ don’ make one slip.

An’ I hear him shout loud
As a splashin’ he go
“Merry Christmas to all
‘Til I saw you some mo’!”

Hot Stove VEGAS Style

2009-12-13T14:58:00.004-06:00

Hot Stove has been turned on all winter and nothing tastes good so far. Instead of the Sox are playing craps on the side of the Green Wall. I know I am not the General Manager and I don't have the knowledge to know what they are looking for in the future but just looking at what's going on in front of my face, I'm wondering if Management are just planning for 2011 or 2012 World Series and not this coming here. I'd like to throw some gris gris in their direction for good luck. Lowell going to Texas? Bay not going to sign? Boof is pitching. Marco is at SS and Fabio is modeling the new jersey the Sox are going to have next year. OK it's not really THAT Fabio. So can we just get Adrian Gonzalez so I can just yell "ADRIAN!!!"

I've really been so busy in my own personal life that I haven't kept up with specifics and particulars and rely on SG to keep up so I don't have to read all the articles.

Waiting between the season makes a true baseball fan more thankful for the long baseball season we enjoy. Meanwhile, here in Texas I have to contend with the UT wins and McCoy not getting the Heisman and waiting on either Burnt Orange exploding all over Austin again post-January 7th or the implosion of the UT team under a Crimson Red Tide. Wonder what the over-under is in Vegas???

Don't you feel bad now?

2009-11-26T08:58:00.002-06:00

Now look at that precious face! And to think this bird is cooking in that hot oven of yours getting all juicy and all ready to make a nice Thanksgiving dinner.

or you could do like my good friend Josh Blue up in Boston and they're saving a Turkey's life today by eating Steak. I think he's channeling his inner Texas myself.

All of you have a Grand Thanksgiving Day and be thankful for all you have, all you don't have and be content. If we'd all be more content with the simple things of life, we would be happier and relaxed folks.

GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE!!

The Joie de Vivre is having lagniappe in your Gumbo then going to the Fais Do Do

2009-11-14T09:22:00.003-06:00

This morning I'm celebrating my cajun heritage in preparation for some friends coming over to see "Janis". The artist who created Janis is coming as well. I hope everyone loves Janis as much as I do.

I've got Recycled Cajuns playing in the background with the smells of andouille sausage and file in the air.

After we have good food and good company, we're heading out to the Oasis to listen to Seth Walker, one of my favorite musicians whose based here in Austin. He's actually from North Carolina(looks at Ted) and you can see where he gets his blues heart from. I'm hoping the Time Machine is there so I can go pick up my good friends Becks and Bobbers so they can enjoy our last time there.
Becks, ya have your dancing shoes on cos I'll be there to pick you up around 7:30pm tonight!!!

Always a Soldier

2009-11-11T11:13:00.006-06:00

** (AP Photo/Steven Senne)
The Memorial Wall taken at the Ceremonial and Commemorative Site in Rhode Island Veterans Memorial Cemetery, in Exeter, R.I.

A Moment of Thanks to all those who served and are still serving our country to make us safe and free.

We call them Vets but they're always considered soldiers to me. They gave willingly and graciously and with honor. Today I have many thanks to them for giving me the freedom to be able to have the freedom of speech and my own opinions to have this blog.

Thank You Ladies and Gentlemen for serving our Country.

Justice or Fairness?

2009-11-10T08:13:00.003-06:00

When you work in the juvenile justice field, you find yourself seeking justice for the victims....but then as you get to know the juveniles, you find yourself seeking fairness in the justice which is hard to come by.

I've come across a story of a young man who made a bad decision in how to make money. Roddy Pippin had not been in trouble ever but he was having a hard time finding a job and fell into an "easy" way to make some money: Cattle-rustling. No, this story isn't set out in the 1800's. It is a modern day story none other place than Texas. Now Roddy is a baby-face kid and was doing Jesse James work. Perhaps he had no intentions of doing it forever...or maybe he just got caught up in the money. Whatever the reason, he continued till he got caught. He got caught and gave up the names of his 8 other accomplices who were all older than him. But guess who got the harsher sentence? Roddy. He was given 4 separate two-year state jail sentences which totaled 8 years. For him to receive a sentence like that and not allow them to run concurrently?? But for him to not at least have a chance at probation?? I think Roddy's mother even offered to pay back restitution over a period of time...but NOOOOOOOOOO...this was North Texas plains where staunch republicans wear 20 gallon hats, carry their guns on their hips, spit tobacco and make polite talk to the women while they gawk them down.

You say...well Roddy will get parole right?? Nope. You see, state jail sentences in Texas are as is...no parole. But there was hope. Well apparently, Roddy applied and finally he got shock probation and they let him out to serve the rest of his time on a monitor at home. Two sweet years later, Roddy has been revoked and sent back to prison due to some technical violation of which has not been made known.

Now you wonder why I'm even talking about this....the issue at hand right now is Roddy has a severe case of diabetes that none of the prisons could medically take care of him when he was in there last time.....so of course, he and his family are concerned that he will not get the care that he's been getting out here in the free world. Well, you say, he shouldn't have violated his terms...but THAT is my question....I've seen parolees/probation be revoked for things that should not send someone back to prison....instead the officer could have attempted to find solutions in the community to help rehabilitate. Because Prison does NOT rehabilitate. And isn't that what we want??? These people to come out NOT wanting to commit crimes??

Now I'm all about justice. But more importantly I've learned that Justice does not include Fairness.

So I haven't gotten off the fence on this issue yet...not sure until I learn "the rest of the story" as Paul Harvey says. But if Roddy was sent on a technical issue....I'm pretty sure which side I'll be on.

***EDIT
MAN....now I know how to get traffic here...just post about criminals in Texas.
Ok so facts are slowly coming in and making more sense HOWEVER I still don't agree with what took place. Make sure you who read this and want to comment that I really am NOT focusing on Pippin's medical condition. That's his lawyer's fight not mine.

My ONLY concern here was how I thought the plea bargain he agreed to was not appropriate.
Now so for the record:
Pippin committed possibly 40+ crimes of stealing cattle(I dont actually think there is cattle rustling crime anymore on the Penal Code books) so basically a bunch of state jail Felony's. For those of you who don't understand penal code lingo, here is the State Jail Felony code that most likely applies to Pippin:
(4) a state jail felony if:
(A) the value of the property stolen is $1,500 or more but less than $20,000, or the property is less than 10 head of cattle, horses, or exotic livestock or exotic fowl as defined by Section 142.001, Agriculture Code, or any part thereof under the value of $20,000, or less than 100 head of sheep, swine, or goats or any part thereof under the value of $20,000;

So many of the charges were dismissed, most likely due to insufficient evidence or just part of the plea bargain...which left Pippin agreeing to pleaing guilty to 4 separate counts of Theft State Jail Felony which led him to receiving 4 two-year sentences to be served stacked...one after the other.

After Pippin served one of the two-year sentences, he applied for a received shock probation for one of the sentences apparently due to his medical condition.

While on shock probation, he made a video of which the DA is making allegations that he made it out of his area he was allowed to be. Pippin's lawyers rebuttal says they didn't as they made it on his mother's land which was his area.

His shock probation time ended so now he had to turn himself into the jail so he could be transported back to prison for his other 2 terms. Now his lawyers are pleading his case again for shock probation in December again based on his medical condition.

He was not given the chance at probation or restitution because the ranchers who are the victims of the crimes did not agree to this. And this was a recent letter as well so it keeps being brought up but they still say no. MY POINT is simply WHY NOT? Now if while Pippin has been out on Shock Probation, he wasn't given the opportunity to pay restitution, you can't blame him for not paying it.

And I don't care that he's been going to church all this time. I know criminals and offenders do this ploy.

My only issue is if he did at least one of those two year stints and didn't get into any trouble while out on his 2nd term on Shock Probation...why shouldn't he be given the chance to finish both of the other terms in the free. If I were his probation officer, I'd be giving him tons of assignments and making him be accountable; starting with community service in something that I THOUGHT he needed to be a part of. I'd make him have a job and put aside savings to show me so if at some point, the ranchers were willing to take restitution, they would have it.

Funny thing is, my juvenile probationers used to call me Hard Ass...but they knew I was fair and gave them a shot at doing the right thing after they fucked up.
I'm done with posting about this now and will be posting new today. I just found it funny how new people showed up here and I rarely get a hit on this thing.

God is Great, Beer is Good, (some)People are Crazy

2009-11-08T08:44:00.003-06:00

This Ranger friend of mine loves this song and sings it almost unconsciously when he's around...but with the past week of tragedy, it really just fits. But I have to say that amidst when tragedy occurs, those around come to the rescue and do the right thing. My Red Sox groups that I've become friends with are like that. We formed a bond...we have something very passion in common. So when one of our own has trouble and we can do something, we try.

It's what happened when at Ft. Hood this week an enlisted soldier who for reasons still unknown took the lives of other enlisted soldiers and one civilian who worked to help enlisted soldiers. That story was the Headlines in papers and television crews across the nation. But what happened next is REALLY the news.

You have officers risking their lives for others, people making bandages and stretchers out of whatever they could to help those wounded, you have hundreds coming to the hospitals to give blood even if they didn't know any of the victims, you have soldiers going to visit the wounded soldiers in the hospital even if they don't know the soldiers, and before you know it, each community that the fallen came from will rise up and have a benefit in that person's honor...you ask how can I know this?? I'm watching and reading and seeing every single day someone new doing something to help.

so in reality that song is partially correct....it's only some of the people are crazy and cause us pain....the rest of us clean up the mess they made and restore our faith in humanity and God.

Cos it's what we do.

Superman Ain't Got Nuttin on Mighty Mouse

2009-11-07T09:22:00.003-06:00

(AP Photo/LM Otero)

Thursday afternoon just north of Austin there were hundreds of those preparing for deployment at the Ft. Hood service center. Families worried about if their loved ones will return from Iraq or Afghanistan. What no one was expecting was to receive 'that phone call' before their loved one left.

So my previous post, I didn't put the 'news' that was reported which we later found out untrue probably due to reporters not doing a thorough job...but the shooter is still alive but in a coma, unable to tell us WHY.

So far, 13 have died from this tragedy....rumor is the wounded who number over 30 are still not out of harm's way so we could see possibly the death toll to rise. I'm praying not for that to happen.

I'd like to shift the focus on those who Acted during this terrifying incident. Sgt. Kimberly Munley who was a police officer for Ft. Hood Police Department. Married to a Army guy in North Carolina and with a 3 yr old daughter...she may be from North Carolina but she acted in the stereotypical Gutsy Texan Gal way. A brief description but you really need to read about her cos she's a role model for all young girls and women who aspire to work in the field of criminal justice to let them know that size does not matter. She stands about 5'2" but a former co-worker of hers in North Carolina calls her Mighty Mouse because apparently, Kim was no stranger to running to danger.

Slowly stories of heroic acts are coming to light but an overall synopsis of the scene was people were ripping off their shirts to make bandages and tourniquets, breaking table legs off to create stretchers, covering civilians with their bodies, etc.

I'll be posting on the victims as their stories are being told as well. Such a sad sad tragedy. It's already hard to comprehend why someone goes on these sort of rampages and what drives them...but what's difficult for those in the military to accept right now is one of their own turned on them...innocent people who were just working for their country doing what they loved.
The answer Why...may never be enough

Who's Studying the Studiers?

2009-11-05T19:11:00.004-06:00

Sending out Prayers to all those who lost their loved ones today...and Prayers to all those wounded and getting treatment. Rumors flying around. Assumptions are being made. These facts remain: 12 lives (one of which was a civilian police officer) were killed in cold blood by this man and 31 were injured. He acted alone. This man was a Major in the Army and one of our psychiatrists who helped our soldiers in mental health issues. He was born an American. He was not wanting to be deployed.

News reports are saying he's been 'on the radar' for the last six months....due to some internet postings about suicide bombs and threats.

Recently there was a serial killer (registered sex offender) arrested accused of killing about a dozen people as they found bodies in this house. Also, a father and upstanding father in a church killed his family then himself.

I work in the criminal justice field and have been for over 20 years. I try to not be cynical...but it's hard.

EDIT: It had been reported the shooter was dead. But apparently the sick psychiatrist lives and is in stable condition. He was shot 4 times by the same officer...and yet he still lives?

I am not cynical I am not cynical I am not cynical

Don't Wait Till I Die

2009-11-04T16:20:00.002-06:00

**picture pulled off of NESN site

Eric Hurley writes an excellent piece on giving Pedro his due...and Petey's quote is as typical as Petey can be

"I'm pretty sure my name will be mentioned,” Martinez said of his legacy before his Game 6 start against the Yankees in the World Series. “I don't know in which way. But maybe after I retire, because normally when you die, people tend to actually give you props about the good things. But that's after you die. So I'm hoping to get it before I die. I don't want to die and hear everybody say, 'Oh, there goes one of the best players ever.' If you're going to give me props, just give them to me right now."

Eric details how Petey has transformed himself from a pitcher to fear due to his fastball to a pitcher who likes to pinpoint where he's throwing. Eric says "His motto has gone from “I dare you to hit this” to “now you see it, now you don’t.” I like this.

I don't care how Petey left Boston. I really don't care about the fiasco when he allegedly 'threw down' Zimmer. And the whole pointing at the head situation is SO over rated and overhyped up.

Cos you know...you GOTTA love Pedro...he's a comedian of sorts. Of course, he was joking about giving him props before he dies and all....but WAS HE?

But one thing for sure, Petey knows us. He KNOWS us Red Sox fans like the back of his hand. How you ask that I know this??? Well the following comments were made when asked about Red Sox fans...in the Peter Abraham's article

"They're special fans and they will always have my respect."

and

"I know they don't like the Yankees to win, not even in Nintendo games."

DAMN SKIPPY (to quote a fellow Sox fan)

It's the Cliff Chase Lee Utley Show

2009-11-02T21:47:00.005-06:00

Lee doing a great job...not as good as Game 1 but so far so good....and Utley? 2 Homeruns so far.

Top of the 8th Phillies on top 8-2 no outs. men on 2nd and 3rd. If Joe Buck don't shut the hell up....ok now 8-4. No Outs. I'm holding on to a prayer the Phillies will too.

The Ittsy Bittsy Spider climbed up a Yankee Leg

2009-10-30T22:57:00.002-05:00

BOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2009-10-30T22:26:00.004-05:00

Yah I know. I've not been consistent so SUE ME. Here's to everyone a Happy Halloween!

Now get out there and Get some Candy!!!!!!!!!!!!

*pic from anomalias site

Battles have been Lost but the War's not Over

2009-09-13T10:26:00.004-05:00

This morning in the great state of Massachusetts, a Mass (see i made a funny) of people are walking, some are walking a few miles and some many. They're walking in hopes to Cure Cancer. There are four stupendous young women who are among the throngs I like to call my friends. They're not just any friends either. They are from various backgrounds; Stacy: computer Extraordinaire and owner of Captain Jack the pirate cat , Cindy: I am certain Teacher of the year somewhere in the future; Hayes: Miss ICanGetAnythingDONE; and last but not least, Amy: sweetheart of a gal who's got the heart of a lion and married to the most filthy mouthed boy I know and love...along with she's walking in honor of her mother-in-law, Billie, and her friend, Jeneen.

We've all had our touch with Cancer. I know my good friend Ted's mother has battled it. My own grandfather and aunt died from it. While those deaths definitely impacted me in ways it would take a lifetime to tell you about, Cancer took a dear young friend of mine years ago and that is who I think of when I think of Cancer: Cindy Church.

Cindy left a young son, Brandon. She fought the good fight against the evil and tried everything she could to win....but it ravaged her body and finally took it over leaving her a shell. It's been over 10 years since her death but not a day goes by that I don't look up at her picture in my office and wonder what her life would have been like. Cindy lived life in it's face....laughing, always smiling, right up to the end. I visited with her a few weeks before her death and while I sat there seeing how this cancer was taking over her body, it did NOT take away her soul. That day....more than ever before, I wanted to live life with vigor. Laugh at Death. Stare it in it's face and Dare it to push me around.

Today, I want you to reach down in your FREAKING pockets and purses and wallets and bank accounts and see what can YOU give!!! I Challenge YOU!!! Because you don't have to give millions...you don't have to give thousands....you don't have to give hundredsd....

You Just Have to GIVE. Will you do that? The JimmyFund is still open for business...clicking on Team Surviving Grady is still taking requests. The group picture above was taken this past May at a gathering of us all...the guy in the far left hand?? Well let's just say, he wanted to be in the picture as well(thanks Brain!)

So there you have it....two different clicks. If you don't want to give in the name of Team SG...give in the name of your loved one who's fighting or lost the battle. Just GIVE TODAY.

There's Snow in Texas

2009-09-12T09:53:00.003-05:00

Yesterday we were remembering the tragic event that occurred 8 years ago in NYC. While we never want to forget those who were lost, life does move on. I've been saving this story for the right time and I think today is it.

In the sports world we hear about all the various athletes who are using steroids and other performance enhancing drugs. We hear about those athletes who favor criminal-type behavior that sometimes land them in trouble with the law. We hear about athletes who are married yet are philanderers causing havoc on their family and kids. We hear about those athletes who are just plain obnoxious and think the world revolves around them.

What we don't hear about are the athletes like Justin Snow.
Justin Snow plays for the Indianapolis Colts. He's #48. He's their long snapper and a tight end. Now mind you, I have no clue what those positions are because I am not a football gal. I'm willing to learn...but no one person has intrigued me enough to want to learn. :)

But back to Justin. Justin is from Texas (I know you're shocked!). He is from Abilene and attended Baylor University. He also already has his B.S. and M.S. in Speech Pathology. Now you're probably wondering how in the heck do I know all of this and why do I care? It starts back a few weeks ago while I was on a business trip to my company's other location near Fort Worth.

While working in my company's other location Granbury, I like to stay in a smaller town, Glen Rose, on the outskirts so I can relax and not run into any employees. The Holiday Inn Express there is awesome and the manager, Joe, treats me like family. Recently a large building was built by a local family who opened up a restaurant, bar and clothing store in it. I've been frequenting the restaurant and the bar quite a bit. One night a few weeks ago, I was in the bar eating and cavorting with the locals when a couple walked in I had never seen before. They sat down and after a while, we all began to talk. Once I divulged my career, of which the gal said she sorta figured it out, and the topic of athletes gone criminal (i.e., Vick) came up, this gal began telling me a story. She said she loved the Colts to which I asked why...I know you don't have to be from an area's sport's team to love them.(i.e. ME) She talked about how when her youngest son was in speech and she was taking him to the Baylor school for speech therapy. She said at the time, Justin Snow was in school and he was her son's teacher. She talked about how her son loved Justin and it was reciprocated by Justin. Apparently these lessons lasted I believe over a couple of years. Anyway, fast forward to this past spring when her son was going to graduate from Speech. They were putting on a huge ceremony for the kids because if any of you have been involved in Speech it IS a big deal. (believe it or not, I had to attend Speech therapy at a young age)

Anyway, this mother calls up the Colts because by this time Justin is playing for the Colts...yes a football player HAS his B.S. and M.S. in Speech Pathology!! She calls and talks to their P.R. staff person and just wants to relay this message. "Please give him my number and tell him why I'm calling. " Next thing you know Justin is calling her and they are making plans for him to come down to attend the ceremony to surprise her son. Justin lives in Texas north of Dallas so the drive was a short 3 or so hour one. (3 hours or less is a short drive to us Texans) I wish I knew this mother and son's name....but I never caught it.

So there they were getting ready for the ceremony when down the hall way comes walking her son....and from the other direction is walking Justin Snow. She said they both halted in their steps as they met....and the hugs that were exchanged were phenomenal. She said she was crying and it was so touching. During the ceremony Justin gave the boy his diploma AND a jersey with #48 and Snow on it. Mom said it was the most touching and beautiful thing she has experienced. Now what football player will take time out of his day to do something for one little kid? Mind you, there were no reporters around documenting this. No photographers trying to grab a story. It was going to be a surprise...no one knew.

So now you understand why that Texas mother roots for the Colts....and although I'm not gonna jump on the wagon for the whole team...I am definitely going to root for Justin Snow.

In Memory Engine 54, Ladder 4, Battalion 9

2009-09-10T22:41:00.005-05:00

On the afternoon of September 10, 2001, I drove to the airport to purchase myself a plane ticket for a trip I was going to take in November to visit my cousin in Pennsylvania. We had talked about this trip for quite awhile...planned it all in advance. She was going to take me to New York City for the weekend for fine food, broadway and entertainment. I was so excited about this trip...bought the plane ticket and headed back to work. Done deal.

The next morning I was at work in my office when I heard a supervisor in his office yell out for all to come see(he kept a television in his office so we all figured some ridiculous show was on he wanted us to come see). As we walked into his office, we couldn't believe what we were hearing. A plane had crashed into one of the Twin Towers in NY...continuing to watch the news....another crash. It was like watching a movie...no...NO...this isn't really the news, it's a movie right??
As the days and weeks passed, discussion of whether or not I was going to take my trip to NY was in the air. After much discussion with my cousin and her husband, we decided to go. It wasn't going to be for a few months...we'd just change our itinerary. During this time, I was a mentor for a kids' group and thought this would be the perfect opportunity to get them involved in understanding for what happened that day. We organized a day event of food and fun and then we settled into the project for the day: A memorial and cards for a firestation who lost 17 men that day. I researched on line and found the fire station after reading many stories. I had previously cut out the pictures I found off the internet of all of the firemen with their names, pasted and glued them onto a poster, decorated it and had it laminated. As I discussed with the kids about 9-11 and what the men had did to try and save those in the towers, I held up the poster and named the men one by one. I barely could get through naming them as I was tearing up as my voice broke. One of the kids raised his hand and asked "Miss Donna, did you know them?" I replied that I did not. He then asked "Why are you crying then?" I attempted to explain to them how it touched my heart and how tragic it was that so many had died that day and I hoped that we could help the firehouse by showing how much we appreciated the guys. So card making commenced!! I have to say we had a slew of kids and adults and we made dozens and dozens of cards. All thanking the firemen for what they do, saying how sorry we were for their loss and lots of art work as well.

Many of the other adult mentors helped out by giving various items to bring, such as, cajun spices and fresh peppers. I had a huge suitcase with a bag that carried it all.

The plane trip up there was a long one....just anxious about going to NY. Once we got there, we headed over to the firestation. I began by taking some photographs of which I need to scan and save on my computer but they are put away in a box for now. After taking photos, I kept waiting for an opportunity for a firefighter to come out...finally one did and I approached him explaining who I was and why I was there. I showed him the bag and explained about the spices and peppers inside. He seemed genuinely excited about it saying "They're just about to cook lunch so I'll go run these into them...thanks Ma'am...thanks alot!" He turned and left. My cousin was shocked I didn't want to try to go in and meet them all...but I was not on a mission to meet men that day. I just wanted to show thanks and give respect to those who died. While I took a few more photographs, I realized I had forgotten that the kids all had begged for me to get a picture with a firefighter. It was getting late but just as we were getting ready to leave, another firefighter came out and I made a bee line to him. I approached him explaining I was the one who had just brought in the big blue bag of goodies....to which he got all excited and said "Oh yeah...they were cutting up the peppers and putting them in the shrimp they were about to cook!!" That made me smile big. I explained about the kids and all and they wanted a picture to which he said "heck Yah...come on in...let's get next to the truck and all" I WISH I had these pictures to show ya on today. Perhaps I need to get those down.

I did find these pictures on line and wanted to share....I kept my laminated poster as a reminder. I never wanted to forget how that day and that visit impacted me. Within weeks, I made huge decisions that shifted my world into another paradigm. Life is short and Time should not be wasted. My cousin and I have discussed a visit next year to NY again....to visit the memorial that was created. But I want to return to the firestation to bring my pictures, to show thanks and perhaps to bring them some more haberno peppers. Maybe this trip, I'll pay attention to the cute firemen there ;)

Live happy.