Going Back

I know I have touched on this in the past, however, there is a new show on Soapnet called Being Erica. The premise of the show is that Erica has an accident, ends up in the hospital and meets a man she believes is a a therapist. He asks her to make a list of all of the thing she would change if she could. Then he sends her back to correct the items on her list.

That brings me to my thought, what would my list look like. I really had to think about this, because when you change things in your past you run the risk of changing who you are, and I like who I am. So, knowing this, I made my list anyway and here it is:

1. I would have joind the band in Owasso when I moved there. I didn’t because I loved orchestra so much, I was in both in Oklahoma City. I regret not being in the band.

2. Not being on the basketball team in Owasso. Once again, I was on the basketball team in Oklahoma City and I was good, I just was not happy about leaving all of my friends and didn’t join anything.

3. I would go back and take the job at the Tulsa World, it was a lowly position, but it was the newspaper business.

4. I would never ever have lost contact with Teri and Tammi, the two people on earth that know everything there is to know about me and love me anyway.

5. I would never ever have gone out with Greg. OMG what a loser.

6. I would be nicer to my ex-sister in law, the one that no one likes.

That is all I can think of for now. I am sure there are other things. The big things, those I would not change, like I said, I like who I am.

Texas Football

I got this from Kidd Kraddick In The Morning’s web site:

I’d like to give you another story that shows a different side. This story is real. It was written by the talented Rick Reilly of Sports Illustrated and it inspires me every time I read it:

High school football is big in America, but I suppose there is no place where it is bigger than in Texas. Friday nights there are legend.
The fans scream; the stands are packed; cheerleaders with pom-poms jump and sway to the beat of the school bandand everybody joins in the chants and stomps their feet on the metal stands until you are sure they will collapse.
This is the frenzy of Texas high school football.
But there is one football team in Texas that is a little different. When they play on Friday night, their stands are empty, no band, no cheerleaders, no mass of parents or townsfolk wearing the school colors and waving banners and flags. They take the field without anyone cheering them on. When they score a touchdown, which rarely happens, there is no wild celebration behind them… All of it seems hollow and muffled in contrast to the tidal wave of roars and drums and chants that come from the opposing side.
They are the Tornadoes of the Gainesville State School, a fenced, maximum-security facility. The young men who go to Gainesville State are there because they have made some major mistakes in their lives. But the players who are on the team are there because they have worked hard and have earned enough good behavior points that gives them the privilege to leave the facility and play football on Friday nights—always an away game for them—always a home game for their opponents—and almost always a loss. They don’t have a weight program or training equipment or high-paid coaches and assistants. They don’t have a large pool of players to draw from. The school has 275 boys, but many are too old or too young or can’t or don’t meet the “criteria” to play. And they don’t have the support of a town and a mass of parents and family and reporters and bands and cheerleaders.
That is, until November 7th. Something changed. They played Grapevine Faith Christian School.
A few days before the game, the Gainesville coach, Mark Williams received a call from Faith Christian coach, Kris Hogan, asking him if it would be okay if Faith formed a “spirit” line for his team when they ran on the field. Mark said, “Sure, that would be a real encouragement to the kids.” He thought that the line would consist of a couple of the JV cheerleaders, but when they took the field, there were a hundred people in it and it stretched to the 40-yard line, filled with Faith Christian parents, fans and varsity cheerleaders, complete with a banner at the end for them to burst through that read “Go Tornadoes!”. And then, those parents and fans sat in the stands behind the Gainesville players and when the Tornadoes broke the huddle and went up to the line they could hear people cheering for them, by name. When they got a first down, “their” fans erupted.
You see, coach Hogan had sent an email out to the Faith Christian parents and students asking them to consider doing something kind for these young men, many who didn’t know what it meant to have a mom and dad who cared, many who felt the world was against them, not for them. Hogan asked that they simply send a message that these boys were “just as valuable as any other person on earth.”
So half of the Faith Christian fans were now sitting on the visitor’s side of the field, cheering for the Gainesville team, and in some cases, against their own sons.
–Cheering for a team decked out in mismatched old uniforms and helmets.
–Cheering for boys who wouldn’t go home that night and have a smiling dad slap him on the back and feel his mom put her arms around him and say “I’m so proud of you son!”
–Cheering for the underdog.
This was a Friday night like no other for the Tornadoes. In the locker room, the players were confused.
“Why are they cheerin’ for us, coach?”
“Because, men, they want to encourage you. They want you to know that they care about you…that you have value.”

Coach Williams said the boys were stunned. For many of these kids, it may have been the first time that anyone had shown them, so visibly, unconditional love.
They were down 33 to nothing at the half. Williams encouraged his team to set a goal for the second half: to score a touchdown against this vastly superior team. And when the boys from the State School took the field again, with their fans cheering them on, everything started to click. And they did score. Not once but twice.
And the fans went wild.
Coach Williams was asked what the bus ride was like on the way home and he laughed and said that they were all asleep—their bellies were full. That’s becuz after the game, the parents brought a whole bunch of food over to the guys: hamburgers, fries, candy, sodas…and included in the meal sack was a Bible and a personal letter of encouragement from a Faith Christian player. But then, he said, they formed a line for us out to the bus. And the parents patted them on the back and said, “Nice game” and “Look forward to seeing you guys next time.”
As they left the field that night, Coach Williams grabbed Coach Hogan and said to him: “You’ll never know what your people did for these kids tonight. You’ll never, ever know.”

To My Customers

To the wonderful grandmother who called in for help with her dsl because she wanted one thing to work right in her granddaughters life. Her daughter was getting a divorce and she and her children went to live with her mother. Who was the grandmother that called in. She was so sweet, of course the issue was not the dsl service it was her computer. Totally out of my “scope of support.” So what did I do…

I did what any benevolent empress would do, I had her do a system restore and wipe out the last 5 days. Voila, she was able to access the Internet, that was when the whole story poured out. I told her she was doing an amazing thing and it was wonderful she was able to provide a stable home for her grandchildren.

For the retired gentleman who promised his wife he would get the newly ordered Internet service up and running when he did not know how to work the new laptop they had just purchased. You were so kind and patient as I walked you through everything, even when you still could not type in the password correctly, you allowed me to do what I do best… Take control. I did not make you feel inadequate for not being able to type and for that you were kind to me in return.

For the kinda creepy man who offered to marry me at the end of my day for getting you back on line.

I thank each and every one of you. It is customers like yourselves that makes my job truly fulfilling. For the ones who don’t cuss me out when they are the ones who have downloaded all of the things that make their computers crash, for the ones that tell me how amazing I am, how smart I am and in general make me feel good about the time I have spent with them, for the ones that tell me this is their only lifeline to the world as they are handicapped and not able to get out into the “real” world, for all of you I want to say a great big thank you.

My job is to help people with their Internet service, and I love it, I love it when I am able to correct the issues and people are so happy to be able to see their emails again! I love their reaction when they open their browser and wow they are magically online again.

For my customers that are genuinely nice, you totally rock!!!

Dawn of a new era

Well another Presidential election has come and gone. We have a new President, with a different Party in power for the first time in a long time.

I have adopted a wait and see attitude. I hope “change” is around the corner. I hope that now we can all work together to strengthen our amazingly great country.

Here is my major concern, I am not a pacifist, I do not relish the idea of us not being a strong nation in the sense of military power. Especially with the climate that is prevalent in today’s world. It greatly concerns me.

I will of course continue to pray for the office of President, Congress, Senate, Governor and every other elected official. I hope this is the beginning of a great era. As always I am an optimist at heart.


Ok, so on Sunday I was watching a show on the history channel about Halloween. I had no Idea that the great holiday started in Ireland.

Why was I not up on the history of Halloween? Me! I love history, all history, of everything. And, I LOVE Halloween. The come as you aren’t holiday. Or, as I like to refer to it, the come as you really want to dress every day holiday.

I have not planned well for this year. I was not going to dress up as I was not going to be at work, then I was invited to a party, so costume plans are on. I have not decided on what I want to dress as yet.

I have a ton of costumes in my closet, there is the Anna Nicole, in poor taste now that she is dead, the Greek goddess, Wonder Woman (my personal favorite), Barbie doll one, and of course the quintessential sexy witch.

I will probably go with the witch one, I love that costume. However I love my wonder woman boots and have only worn them twice. Ugh, decisions.

Any thoughts on what I should be? And I would love to hear what everyone else is dressing up as!


I have been thinking a lot lately about family. What constitutes family, Webster’s defines family as 1: a group of individuals living under one roof and usually under one head : household2 a: a group of persons of common ancestry : clan b: a people or group of peoples regarded as deriving from a common stock : race3 a: a group of people united by certain convictions or a common affiliation : fellowship b: the staff of a high official (as the President)4: a group of things related by common characteristics: as a: a closely related series of elements or chemical compounds b: a group of soils with similar chemical and physical properties (as texture, pH, and mineral content) that comprise a category ranking above the series and below the subgroup in soil classification c: a group of related languages descended from a single ancestral language 5 a: the basic unit in society traditionally consisting of two parents rearing their children ; also : any of various social units differing from but regarded as equivalent to the traditional family <a single-parent family> b: spouse and children.

Considering that I am adopted and both of my parents are now deceased my “family” consists of my children. However, I have come to the realization that family is more than blood ties.

Being a single parent with no dictionary definition of family for support, I have cultivated my own version of a “family”. I have a multitude of sisters and even an annoying younger brother. I am a very fortunate person to have all of these people who have consented to being a part of my non-blood family.

I guess the reason it comes so easy for me to have all of these people in my life is due to the fact that I am adopted, it is easier to accept different people of different backgrounds when you yourself are thrust into a world into which you are not really born.

For all of my “family” thank you for being part of my life!!!

Presidential Elections

Let me start off by stating this is not a political writing Per Se. With all of the Presidential Election coverage and the fact it is the first time my daughter gets to vote I am flooded with memories of the first presidential election I got to vote in.

It was 1983, I was so excited to get to vote for the first time. Voting is a very big deal in my family, from day one I was taught it was my responsibility to be well informed and take the time to educate myself on everything all candidates had to say. My parents took this very seriously.

Every year I remember my mom working at the polling station located at the local Catholic Church, my dad would drive people who were unable to drive themselves to the various polling places. They were passionate about the voting process.

Getting back to my first time, I remember everything about it. My polling place was located at the fire station, my voting outfit was this really great navy and white skirt and matching top with blue kitten heel shoes. I wore pearls, I felt the occasion called for pearls. I even remember the people around me, the woman in front of me was older (probably the age I am now) and she had brought a book to read while in line, the gentleman behind me was older, maybe in his 70’s. He and I struck up a conversation, he asked if it was my first time voting and I told him yes it was. He was so nice, he told me all about his first time voting and how proud it made him to see young people in line exercising their right to vote. He was a war veteran and felt a keen sense of pride in seeing all of the people enjoying their freedom to have their say in how the country is run.

Going into the voting booth for the first time, a heady experience indeed, the sights, the sounds, even the smells, just overwhelming. To this day, when I step into a voting booth it all comes rushing back.

This is my daughters first time to vote, I hope that she has just as positive an experience as I had. I am going to go with her and take a picture. I went with my son when it was his first time to vote, however I failed to capture that moment for posterity. I will not fail in my duty as a mother this time!

I know you all are wondering who I voted for that first time, well, it was Ronald Reagan. This is the one and only instance where I tell people who I voted for. I take the secrecy thing very seriously.

When President Reagan gave his exit speech I cried like a big fat baby. I called my mother, I don’t even know how she knew who was on the other end of the line! I think all she understood was president and exit speech. She told me she knew how I felt, she cried like that when Roosevelt left office, he was her first presidential election. And that is the only one that I know that she voted for!

When President Reagan died I cried again, this time I didn’t have my mother to console me. She had already left this earth.

I hope every one exercises their right to vote. I don’t care what political party you have chosen to be a part of, I don’t care who you vote for, just go vote!

And if it is your first time to vote, well, don’t let anyone rush you, just enjoy the moment! Take a camera!

The End of a Season

Do you know what truly signals the end of summer? No, it is not the changing of the leafs, I live in Texas there is no such thing. No, it is not a change in the weather, once again, Texas…

It is all new episodes of my favorite shows!!! Thank you Television Gods!!!

Just for Fun

Someone sent this to me. I thought it was way accurate for my sign! Aquarius… Which one are you?


AQUARIUS – The Sweetheart (Jan 20 – Feb 18)
Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and intelligent. Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique. Attractive on the inside and out. Eccentric personality. 

PISCES – The Dreamer (Feb 19 – Mar 20)
Generous, kind, and thoughtful. Very creative and imaginative. May become secretive and vague. Sensitive. Don’t like details. Dreamy and unrealistic. Sympathetic and loving. Kind. Unselfish. Good kisser. Beautiful. 

ARIES – The Daredevil (Mar 21 – April 19)
Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun. Loves a challenge. EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (Easily angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Lose interest quickly – easily bored. Egotistical. Courageous and assertive. Tends to be physical and athletic. 

TAURUS – The Enduring One (April 20 – May 20)
Charming but aggressive. Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hard workers. Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance. Solid beings that are stable and secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in their beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice. Loving and kind. Loves hard – passionate. Express themselves emotionally. Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulge themselves often. Very generous.. 

GEMINI – The Chatterbox (May 21 – June 20)
Smart and witty. Outgoing, very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable But needs to express themselves. Argumentative and outspoken. Like change. Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficial or inconsistent. Beautiful physically and mentally. 

CANCER – The Protector (June 21 – July 22)
Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic. 

LEO – The Boss (July 23 – Aug 22)
Very organized. Need order in their lives – like being in control. Like boundaries. Tend to take over everything. Bossy. Like to help Others. Social and outgoing. Extroverted. Generous, warm-hearted. Sensitive. Creative energy. Full of themselves. Loving. Doing the right thing is important to Leos. Attractive. 

VIRGO – The Perfectionist (Aug 23 – Sept 22)
Dominant In relationships. Conservative Always wants the last word. Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Harsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic. 

LIBRA – The Harmonizer (Sept 23 – Oct 22)
Nice to everyone they meet. Can’t make up their mind. Have own unique appeal. Creative, energetic, and very social. Hates to be alone. Peaceful, generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily. Procrastinators. Very gullible. 

SCORPIO – The Intense One (Oct 23 – Nov 21)
Very energetic. Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or possessive. Hardworking. Great kisser. Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds grudges. Attractive. Determined. Loves be ing in long Relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Can be self-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional. 

SAGITTARIUS – The Happy-Go-Lucky One (Nov 22 – Dec 21)
Good-natured optimist. Peter Pan syndrome (doesn’t want to grow up). Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social and outgoing. Doesn’t like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. Fun to be around. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn’t like rules. Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being confined in tight spaces or even tight clothes. Doesn’t like being doubted. Beautiful inside and out. 

CAPRICORN – The Go-Getter (Dec 22 – Jan 19) Patient and wise. Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be Good-looking. Humorous and funny. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimistic. Capricorns tend to act before they think and can be unfriendly at times. Hold grudges. Likes competition. Gets what they want.