OMG do i feel old…..

I remember the first time I felt old….I think I was in my early 40’s, single….ok divorced…..but still looking pretty good….. my daughter cassie was in her early teens…..she was a dancer in great shape and of course there was a natural beauty about her…..I’m at a loss for words on how to describe her…she never blended in she was always noticed….so we were walking thru fashion square mall…..and I was behind her and I noticed that all the men were now looking at her and not me…..for the first time in my adult life…I felt old…today was the second time…..terry and I decided to stop and have lunch at this new brewery in Scottsdale…looked very busy….so we go in and sit down…..and we start talking and I caught myself saying that it was very loud in here…..oops did I really say that….yuck….how did that come out of my mouth….so I look around and noticed it was a very young crowd mostly in their 20’s….and the servers and bartenders were young and then a man came in and I said to terry oh look there’s someone our age….looked like he was also a biker…..that’s a motorcycle  not a bicycle….and he was with a young lady and I asked terry if he thought that was his girlfriend or his daughter…..omg…..again…..those words just sprang out of my mouth…..and that’s when it hit both of us….we’re old….I mean really….we’re old…..not as old as my parents were when they were 60 but old….people we know have heart attacks and cancer….my dad passed away at 70….that’s only 10 years older then me….I’ve been getting my hair colored for I can’t remember how long….and wearing feathers in my hair and just about a month ago I decided I’m going to let my gray actually silver hair grow in and keep the under side dark and put a few long purple feathers in…but in the meantime I’ve added some lighter almost blonde pieces at the top so as not to notice the silver growing in until it’s in almost all the way….and for the first time in 10 years I have no feathers…..now I’m really feeling old….my daughter is getting married in the spring….I’m thinking if I look in the mirror with silver hair and see myself physically as old I’m going back to dying my hair….but how do I keep my brain and my body from making me feel old…..a lot of our friends are younger then us….is that making me feel even older too…..wow…is this making me sad or what…..I always told my mom you’re as young as you feel…she likes hanging around us because she doesn’t feel old….we take her out to movies and shopping and restaurants and on trips and we have a blast…..she’s definitely not an old 87….that’s another 27 years from now…..am I becoming that old hippie….should I stop here before the dam breaks and the tears flow….

hell no…..I just needed to jump in the shower….blow dry my hair ……put on some make up and a funky outfit and I am back……tomorrows another day……

#imold #youngdaughter #heartattacks #oldhippie

no respect….

we took my mom to breakfast and there was about a 20 minute wait….they have benches out in front for people to sit and wait….of course the benches were all full of people waiting….but these were younger people probably 20’s 30’s and early 40’s and no one ….not a single person offered my mom a seat….even if she didn’t want it….someone should have offered….it’s so sad what is happening in this society….no respect for older people….I raised my kids like my parents raised me….they say please and thank you…. they open doors or hold open the door as they walk in for the next person and they offer their seat to someone older….when my son was around 18 we moved to a new neighborhood….he was driving to work one morning and there was an older gentleman…well….older than him….probably my age….lol…. anyways he was pulled over on the side of the road and I believe he had a flat tire but not exactly sure but it really doesn’t matter because he pulled over and asked if he could help….a few days later as I was walking the dogs a man asked if I was Robbie’s mom…. I guess in their conversation he mentioned what kind of dogs we had….anyways…he said he had to tell me what a wonderful and polite son I have….I’ve heard that many times thru the years even when my kids were much younger….and I’m not boasting…ok I am….because I am very proud of my kids and I’m proud to be out with them….is wasn’t that difficult to teach them respect and manners….no wait i take that back….it was extremely difficult and exhausting…..my co-workers used to say they couldn’t believe that i didn’t drink every night…..I heard on the radio awhile back …that this d.j.’s wife was sending her 3 boys to camp for I think it was a week or two….they were excited until she told them it was a camp to learn manners….actually it was pretty funny to hear that her husband was going to go with….that was more of a publicity stunt….but the point is….oh look a squirrel….the point is…yes some kids are more difficult to raise then others….and if you ask my kids who are now 27 and 30 they would admit that they were awful….actually they tell me that a lot and laugh…..here comes that squirrel again….I was the sole parent of 2 kids with…well…that’s a whole other blog….but….this one time at band camp….I came home from work and someone had a food fight in the living room…I had a black and white cow print couch…I loved that couch….I believe it took them quite a while to clean the mess up….and there are many more interesting happenings at our house….but the point is….even though they had more then their share of things other kids would have been hung by their toes or sent off to boarding school for…..and no I have never done or do I recommend these two punishments….although I probably should delete it because there are a lot of crazy people out there hopefully they don’t read my blog…but back to where I could tell you things about my kids that would curl your toes!!!!  I still kept on them about manners and I had good manners and respect for other people in front of them always….and even though it seemed like they didn’t listen to a word I was saying they obviously absorbed everything because my words are coming out of their mouths constantly…..lol….and my kids have grown up to be close to my mom and my dad who unfortunately passed away too soon in 1997…..but they like spending time with her and listening to her stories of her and my dad growing up……they each take her out to dinner usually once a week….and they talk to her on the phone constantly…..having all of us in her life keeps her young….I think that’s it for now…I’m hungry….oh look a squirrel….

but getting back to respect…..we need to teach our children to respect us as their parents and to respect their siblings and friends and people who are less fortunate…and kids with disabilities…..the world is just getting to be a very sad place to live in…

de ja vu

nine years ago I drove around the neighborhoods north of pinnacle peak road looking for houses for sale….when I came across a house on a dirt road…..it was so cool from the outside….I called the number on the sign and the woman I spoke with said…it takes a special type of person to like this home…..little did she know who she was talking too…..I took one look in the window and knew it was for me…..the people who built it and had just moved out had also done most of the wood work….some from left over pieces but very basic and very cool…..although the walls would definitely need some color…. the house was on a dirt road with empty desert property all around….quiet…peaceful….every day as I walked the dogs I thought of fantastic projects to work on and so many great blog ideas…..of course you haven’t read any of these because by the time I got home I forgot almost everything….but just enjoyed the nature and serenity around me……skip ahead nine years…..there’s an elementary and middle school a few miles down the road…the dirt road has been sealed once a year to control the dust……soccer moms and dads drive 50 mph past our house…..the desert next to our house will soon be a small community of 11 houses…..the street is now closed so that it can be paved….it’s been closed for a few weeks now and should take a few months…..I walked my dog issue up the road today…..she may have bone cancer so she cant go very far….there were no cars on the road…..I remembered the times when it was like this…quiet….calm….I need to enjoy the next few months of no traffic….

then that squirrel ran by and i hit save as draft button……it’s so sad when i cant remember stuff that i came up with to write about six days ago…..but did i ever remember….nah…i think if i dont get it down right away it ends up getting lost in the wrinkles of my mind….hey if there are wrinkles and folds and crevasses other places on the human body why not inside my brain…..this idea is taking my mind a lot of other places that would be tmi….to much info…if i write a book now….would i have to keep starting a new beginning or should it be a day in the life of someone one who can’t remember jack sh*…..just saw the video created by 78 year old country singer glen campbell who was diagnosed with alzheimers….he created the video as he realized he was getting worse…the title…”i’m not gonna miss you”…even the title brings tears….it’s very emotional but what a fantastic piece for the family to work on together….

so now it’s six days later and the quiet in the street has made way for tractors and water trucks and people….boo hoo….last night on my way up from the mailbox a lone coyote crossed the street in front of me….one of the first few nights we moved here i heard the coyotes which i believe lived in the desert next to us….they were yipping and howling….calling to each other and then i heard the screeching of what i thought was a dog so i ran in the house and got terry because i was sure i needed to run into the desert to rescue the dog…..i guess it was a rabbit …not that it makes it any better….but that’s just part of this awesome world we live in…..every night we would hear them howling or yipping…i grew to enjoy that part…stepping outside in the dark just to listen to them….while the dogs are all safe inside the house or in their dog run which is covered and screened in…..that’s another whole story….. soon it will be time to move further out….hopefully when the street work and the houses are built the quiet will return and so will the animals…..some how i think it will never be the same…..

who let the asses out….

well this one looks like the start of a great story….it even caught my attention…..too bad i never wrote anything….i have no clue what this was supposed to be about…..could have been about my trip to oatman arizona where the wild donkeys come into town and roam freely….or it could have been about a two legged one…..actually i’m thinking it was about the great little town of oatman….outside of laughlin nevada…..rumor has it that someone has come in and bought alot of land and plans to make it into a mini sturgis……i guess it will bring business to the small town….im all about bringing business but hopefully they wont change the whole feel and look of this little old mining town…..this isnt as exciting as it would have been had i wrote it when i came up with the title…oh…wait…i wonder if i wrote it in my phone while in oatman and then never copied it over….i take a look and see….check back later….and when i mean later…you know i don’t mean today …or even tomorrow….but sometime….oh look there’s a squirrel….

don’t do this at home

so here’s one i started in may as a newsletter but got too long and boring so i saved as part of blog and of course saved as a draft……

WELL….it’s Friday and I need to send out an email…..yes I know its still may and I’ve sent two already….but I’m going to Chicago next week for my nieces graduation and to get together with a whole bunch of childhood friends from grammar school….so back to the email….I sat down at the computer at 7 a.m……as usual my desk was a landslide waiting to happen…just like at work….so I started cleaning and that led to filing and shredding and tossing….of course I had the tv on listening to the channel 3 news….I can’t believe they are having a protest tonight in phoenix outside a mosque along with a cartoon contest same as the one that went bad in texas……really…..the guy who’s putting it together is a member of an ARMED motorcycle group….really…..where do these people come up with this stuff…..I had more written but hit the delete button because it doesn’t deserve this much space in my newsletter……next up your life a-z….then I believe the doctors….and there’s this darn squirrel that keeps running by…..I haven’t even started my newsletter yet….OMG….my daughter called and asked about a band…..she’s getting married next year…..so I go on facebook….and I look up the band but first I had to look at stuff on my newsfeed….and share and post…..what was I doing…oh ya newsletter….queen latifah….I had to watch her segment on best fitting jeans for woman….they did makeovers and put these women in jeans and very high heel shoes…..who walks around in 5 inch high heels….of course they make your legs look longer….ugh…..guess I won’t buy those jeans….the lawn guys are hear and the dogs are barking….what was I doing….oh ya newsletter….ok this could go on all day and it has it’s now 3:37….but here’s the quick version….each dog wants time on my lap…I have 5 dogs….pictures have to be resized and emailed so I can do them on home computer…there has to be an easier quicker way…I’ve probably lost half of you by now…

its almost end of june…here’s how the story ended….i sent out the email…went to chicago saw my niece graduate gave her this awesome jacket i made….if you haven’t seen my jackets you can look on facebook either under terri weisz, two plates full or harleymcfarley.com they’re very cool her’s centered around the college she will be going to…..met with a bunch of friends from grade school….its so cool to see them some i havent seen since forever ago because i moved in eighth grade…thats a whole other story….its so funny…..amazing how that works….they’re all still the same only 60 years old….

human error

ok so I apologize to anyone who thinks the last tidbit…OMG…..was about them…..who would have thought….the technology is only as good as the user…..and of course I forgot that I had 2 gmail accts so the code was actually sent to one and I was looking at the other one…..oops….my bad…..

OMG!!!!

I seem to be using those three little letters or should I say capital letters lately……I love my phone I can get lost for hours on facebook and pinterest and check my emails every two seconds….but I am having the worst problem with my Microsoft outlook account and it really has pissed me off…..I have a guy who has been doing  my computer back of the house stuff for as long as I can remember…well let me rephrase that because lately I cant remember jack sh*t…..he has been working on my computer since they started web pages…..you know back in the dinosaur age….great guy helped me out a lot but he has passed me right by and has gotten so big and busy that it takes forever to get ahold of him…..and I cant wait….I want instant gratification….so whenever I have to change my password and not because I want to ….but its a must…I have to get in touch with him because he is my administrator…..really you’d think by now he’d be tired of my five million texts and emails screaming for help in all capital letters…..so a few weeks ago was one of those times and I kept trying to contact him….a very nice guy….but OMG….I want to be able to change my own f*****g password…..and I cant so I finally was able to get a person on live chat…woo hoo…that took me about half an hour or more but seemed like forever because every time I went to the contact us it told me to sign into my account to reach the help desk….really…..if I could sign into my account….I wouldn’t need the help desk….and yes I got a code texted to me and I entered it and then it said it was going to send me a code to my alternate email which I never received….and I kept getting sent to the community forum….really….wtf….so I finally get a real live person on chat…I couldn’t find that again in a million years…..and she had me fill out a form to get an email to my alternate email to fill out so I can prove its my account….right now I’d like someone to get into my account maybe they can delete the 50,000 emails I have…..the best part is that it could take up to 24 hours….OMG….I’m already starting to go through withdrawal…..i need it now……I think I forgot a part of the story here…….so the last time it had to be changed I think I started texting him a week or two before….but didn’t hear back until it expired and I couldn’t get my emails….so he finally sends me a temp password….and since my mind is like a steel trap I don’t remember where I wrote down the new password….so I counted the number of spaces it contained and have tried everything I could think of ….but of course my steel trap of a brain…locked everything in it and well i’m sure  you can guess the rest….and if you can’t I’m at a point now where I really don’t care….terry is snoozing….the dogs have passed out because they got groomed today and it was such an exhausting experience……I wish that was my only problem….go get a manicure and its so exhausting I must take a nap….but no….I’m on this stupid computer pissed off at it and no one to whine too……oh…but you……