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7 posts from November 2009

Monday, November 23, 2009

Facebook Friend-zied


For the last 3 days, I have been adding photos galore to my Facebook profile, and then to top it off, end up searching for random names from the past to see who I find.  I found friends from elementary school whom I haven't talked to in 40 years.  I found old boyfriends too.  Facebook is a bit of an obsession at the moment. 

Then, Big Bear got in on the fun and he started his own Facebook page.  Now he's collecting old friends like baseball cards.  We were both up until after 1am doing things on Facebook.  There is something terribly wrong with this.  Or maybe not.  I haven't decided yet.

I have to admit it is fun posting old photos.  It is even more fun finding old friends and attempting to catch up on life for the past 30-40 years.  It really is a fun place, this Facebook.  But boy does it ever take up a lot of valuable time I could be doing laundry or cleaning the kitchen.

Want to see some funny pictures?  Here ya go ...



Can you find me in this picture?  This is my First Grade class.  Jackson Road Elementary School in White Oak, Maryland.  I'm 2nd from the right in the gold and red dress.  Click on the picture to see a larger view.



Or how about this picture?  This is my Kindergarten class.  March, 1965.  I am in the front row, 2nd from the left in the stupid looking Miami Beach sweatshirt tucked into a blue plaid skirt.  My mother must have been asleep to have sent me to school dressed like this - especially on picture day.



Now this was definitely a picture from my wilder years in the early 90s.  And no, that is not a beer I am holding.  It's a Pepsi.  I was hanging out at some biker gathering in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. 



Check this out.  This is John Thomas Hamilton.  The first guy that I ever dated at the Naval Academy.  I was 16 in this picture.  Clueless.  That's my dad making sure no hanky-panky was going on.  Tom got married in 1981 to Brenda, had a family, and now has grandchildren of his own.  He doesn't look a bit like he did back in 1976.  ...



1970s.  Tom Hamilton giving some Plebe a hard time.  I remember flying to Circleville, Ohio with him from Maryland so that I could meet his family and spend Thanksgiving with them.  I bought a dried flower arrangement and it sat on my lap the entire trip.  By the time we arrived, the entire arrangement had shed all over my clothes and looked a bit mushed.  Memories.  Priceless.



This is Tom Hamilton today.  Don't let the beard and the tattoos fool ya, he is a pastor of his own church: Sozo New Fellowship Covenant in Georgia.  A nice guy with a heart of gold.



Here's a picture of my daughter, Kimberly doing my hair for Thanksgiving 2005.



And a picture of me with my new 1977 Chevy Camaro that my dad bought me for my birthday.  I was a spoiled brat.  I'll admit it.  I wrecked this car driving down Bel Pre Road after work one day.  That's a story for another day.



Here I am at the tender age of 19, holding Kathleen.  A baby holding her baby.  Talk about clueless.

Anyway, these are just a few of the pictures I have posted on my Facebook page for your enjoyment. ha ha.  My life in pictures.



Tuesday, November 17, 2009

I'm A Silver Sage!


Maggie Crane, Author of that great book I read called "Amazing Grays" has posted my picture and story on her site.  Check it out HERE.

Pretty cool, ay?  I'm the worst procrastinator.  I sent her some pictures that Big Bear had taken of me several months ago (before I decided to be a basketball star and nearly knock out my teeth), but she wanted one of me smiling more.  I don't like the way I look smiling.  Never have.  I'm weird that way.  Anyway, Maggie must have gotten tired of waiting for me to smile for the camera, so she posted my sorta, kinda, well-maybe, uhhh, I suppose smiling picture on her site. 

And today she sent me this funny email:


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Hey Susan~

Good news! You do not need to fix your hair or put on makeup for a new photo!  I used one of the pics you sent to me and posted your story at the Gallery of Silver Sages. ( you are the second story from the top)  Tell all all your friends to come visit you and leave whatever wise-ass comments they like. :)

You have inspired me to blog again. My blog is soooo much more sedate that yours - but at least I started again! Now it's all about attracting readers.

Hope things are opening up for you and yours. May you have a blessed Thanksgiving!


Maggie Rose Crane
Author of AMAZING GRAYS - A Woman's Guide to Making the Next 50 the Best 50 (Regardless of your hair color!)

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I am so happy to know that I inspired Maggie to blog again - especially considering how she is such a great writer and so inspirational to women like me - who procrastinate - take naps - walk around every day in sweat pants and pajamas - and don't put on makeup unless it is absolutely necessary.


Monday, November 09, 2009

Basketball Can Be a Painful Sport


Bob and Matthew cleaned off the driveway and moved the basketball court around and naturally, after pumping up the basketballs, we all wanted to show our basketball prowess.  We were having a fun time when I decided to run after Matthew I went down hard.  Suddenly, my head, my eye, and my teeth were in contact with the pavement.  It was not a pleasant experience.  As a matter of fact, it was horrible.



Fortunately, I did not black out.  Unfortunately, I did a real number on my knees.



And my face.

And my teeth.  I broke my front lateral tooth and nearly knocked out my front tooth - which is now loose.



There is more good news I'll have you know - our dentist lives right next door.  Literally.  Bob ran over to his house and he came over immediately. 

He told me to put ice on my eye and head, which I did, and to disinfect my knees, which I did, and he looked at my teeth.  He said that I shouldn't worry about the chipped tooth, but that for the next 4 days - 2 weeks I need to eat soft foods and not to touch that tooth.  We'll know in about 10 days if the nerve of my front tooth was affected. 

Seems to me that just the other day I wrote a post - "Could my life get more complicated."  Well, duh.

I didn't feel it was bad enough to go to the hospital.  But just think of this - we don't have health insurance.  Nothing.  This could have been a whole lot worse.  Remind me again that I'm not a kid and shouldn't be running around with a basketball.  Obviously I didn't get the message the first time.  I have to admit, though, we were all having a fun time playing basketball until my head and knees hit the pavement. 

I suppose tonight I'll count my blessings rather than my injuries.

Saturday, November 07, 2009

I'm Diggin' Those Shoes

Beth, you look fan-tas-tic girlfriend.  I am really diggin those shoes.  Hope you had a fun night out.  You looked so good I just had to share your video with everyone.  I know - my bad.

Friday, November 06, 2009

Ding-Dong! It's the UPS Man!


Here I was with the boys sitting in my art studio (today is Art Day for our homeschooling schedule) and Adolf went nuts barking at the front window.  "What's ya barking at boy?"  I said as I got up from my chair.  I looked out the front window and saw the UPS truck backing into our driveway.  "Bob!  The UPS man is here, can you see what he has for us?" 



So Big Bear came downstairs and went outside.  At that point, Adolf went bananas.  He always gets upset if we're outside without him and a strange person is talking to us.   This is what he wants to do - take off an arm, or a leg, or a head.  He's such a good guard dog.  But inside - aw, he's a lush for a tummy rub.



The next thing I know I see 2 big boxes and for the life of me could not figure out what it could be.  Then I saw the tag "Lisa Davis" and immediately knew what the surprise was.  


You see, I have this great friend in Maryland, Lisa, who used to be our neighbor.  Her daughter, Alison, is Sarah's best friend, who visited her this past summer for almost 2 weeks.  They try to get together every summer.  It's a "best friend" kinda thing.  Lisa tries to visit too so that we can scoot on over and spend the day together at the spa. 


Yep, Lisa's a great friend, and she is always thinking of us and surprising us with little things - and big things too.  Last Christmas she sent a big box with a bunch of goodies for the kids and for us.  The summer before that, she sent a bunch of clothes for the boys that her son had outgrown.  This past summer she sent a big box of goodies and clothes for Sarah that Alison had outgrown.  Nearly everyday, Sarah is wearing something that are from her friend, Alison. 


Here we go again - a box of goodies!  The boys went nuts.


They looked at every article of clothing and some still had the tags on them!


They were so excited they threw the clothes in the air and jumped around the front hall full of happy-kid excitement.


I just shot picture after picture of my boys expressing their thrill over getting 2 big boxes of clothes, hats, socks, jeans, slacks, shirts, flannel shirts, sweat pants, pullovers, jackets, and pajamas.


Thank you Lisa.  Thank you for bringing a smile to my little boys' faces.  Thank you for thinking of us as you always do.  It is friend's like you that make the world a better place.


I can't wait to see you again girlfriend.  Hopefully, we'll have time to spend a day at the spa.


I think the pictures speak for themselves.


This is almost better than jumping in a pile of leaves!


It's raining jeans!


They smell so clean.


Wow, I really like these Spiderman boxers.


Time to clean up and put them away.


Thank you Lisa.  We Luv ya bunches,



Thursday, November 05, 2009

Could My Life Get More Complicated?


Well, I'm sure it could get a lot more complicated, but I'm not going to think about that right now.  For anyone who thinks I don't do much by being a stay-at-home mom - think again.  This week alone I have been so busy I have completely neglected my laundry and now it looks like Mount Rushmore at the entrance to my laundry room.  Not good.  I know what I am going to be doing this weekend.  I bet you can't guess.

The good news is that "Red Easel" is done.  Well, most of it anyway.  The design is now in stone.  I've put Photoshop through the ringer.  Have I told you how I would be completely useless without Photoshop?  It's true.  It seems like everything in my life revolves in some way around Photoshop - from web design to reference images for my paintings to photographing my artwork to creating business cards - Photoshop's the "bomb" man.  Even my brother sends me photos of himself to Photoshop - like removing pimples and whitening his teeth.  Too funny.  I really should charge for this service don't you think?

Anyway, Red Easel is my site for visual artists.  I launched it in 2007, then took a hiatus called "Raisin Toast" then got a lot of slack from my Big Bear for putting Red Easel on the back burner and finally took the time to redesign the site and relaunch it.  I did that this week and I am proud of the result. 

I still have some work to do on the site, but overall, it's lookin' really nice, thanks to Photoshop and TypePad that is.

I've also been working on those "Red Easel Master Palettes" all week too.  The sanding, staining, sanding, staining, sanding, lacquering, sanding, and lacquering has given my right arm a workout.  The rest of me is falling apart, but my right arm seems to be in ripe good shape.

The weather has been magnificent.  Sunny, cool, breezy, ... what's the name of that ad on television? Now I'm going to be thinking about that all day instead of doing what I'm supposed to be doing, and although laundry should be on my "to do" list - it isn't.  Naturally, I'll think of that "sunny, breezy, sleezy" ad at 3am.

I've got a lot to do today, not laundry (just trying to get the message across to my Big Bear) ... so I'm going to sign off for now - before my life gets more complicated. 


Monday, November 02, 2009

Halloween, Spooky Nights, and Funny Faces


It was a spooky night last night.  The moon was full, the clouds were blowing by, and we could hear goblins in the dark just waiting to get their hands into our candy.



But first, a goblin had to show up.  His name is Ryan, and he is a goblin of Sarah's.  Oh, I mean a friend.  Or a goblin.  Whatever floats your boat.



Ryan came over and enjoyed pizza and coca cola with the rest of the goblins in our family.  He made lots of faces and scared off the spooky spirits that might be floating around our house.



Like the spooky spirit that was making Sarah make this nasty face at me.



This is a plastic pumpkin.  We were too lazy to go pumpkin picking (and too broke if you really want to know) and we didn't want the mess from carving out all the pumpkin guts.  So, we parked this plastic pumpkin in our front window.



And then all the goblins lined up in front of the fireplace for a photo-op.


Halloween 2003

Seems to me like the little goblins did that in 2003 too.



Even Adolf wanted to get in on the action.  He said "Dare me why don't ya - I'll take off your head if you goblins mess with me."  Yeah, Adolf - you tell 'em!



They were a scary bunch.  The neighborhood will never be the same.



And neither will our tractor.  Big Bear drove them around the neighborhood and you'll never guess what happened ... The tractor broke down and the Wicked Witch of the North had to go and save them in her carriage (aka 2005 Suburban). 



We put torches around the front of the house and waited for the neighborhood spooks to show up at the door for free candy.  Lotsa free candy.



And we waited ...


And we waited ...



And we waited.  But only 2 little spooks showed up.  So, when our goblins got home we gave them a bunch of candy - I mean a whole bunch.  They made out like the bandits that they are.

Hope everyone had a safe and fun halloween!



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