Sunday, June 22, 2008

Where I'm From by S.S.

This just came home from school:

Where I'm From

I'm from the speeding country
I'm from the land of mountains with snow as fluffy as whipped cream.
I'm from the land of skiing,
I'm from
Switzerland.

I'm from playing tennis and swimming in lakes
from June to July in the warm summer days.
I'm from traveling from continent to continent to visit my many
other friends.
I'm from a soccer and skiing family,
I'm from getting on a plane to move to the U.S.,
and making new friends and losing others.

I'm from iPods and DVD's, to plasma TV's.
I'm from a working Dad right next door, and mountain biking
with my friends
I'm from the most amazing grandparents, uncles and aunts
who have pulled me through some of the hardest moments.
I'm from cousins that moved just like me,
and skiiing with them is just as fun as anything else.
I'm getting lost in cities like New York City,
and skiing in the alps
and then tumbling off the trail into the woods.
I'm from a very proper grandmother and divorced grandparents.
I'm from going to soccer and then to lacrosse in the same day,
and being with my friends in Synergy practice,
and always finishing practicce with, SFC!

I'm from a new technical world with new friends
and wonderful things to come and go.

Riding

When I go for road bike rides these are some of my views:









Monday, June 16, 2008

Why? Why? Why?

Why, Why,

Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are going dead?

Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient funds" when they know there is not enough money?

Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?

Why doesn't glue stick to the bottle?

Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?

Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?

Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?

Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

Whose idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?

If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?

Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?

Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?

Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?

Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?

Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?

How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?

When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That hurt, you stupid idiot?"

Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?

In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?

How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?

If you know the answer to any of these questions, please let me know!

Friday, June 13, 2008

Summer Goals

Every summer I have a long list of things that I'd like to do. Summer flies by and I am sure I never even do half of what I wanted to. So here's my list for 2008:

1. Travel
2. See lots of family
3. Read at least 5 books
4. Start a compost pile
5. Make new garden bed in driveway
6. Get rid of minivan
7. Catch up on work
8. Catch up on Shutterfly
9. Plant a mini tomato garden
10.Make a fire pit
11. Make some jams
12. Do a CSA farm share
13. Exercise more!
14. Be better @ laundry
15. File File File!

Monday, June 9, 2008

MADD Mothers Against Drunk Driving

The one thing that scares me the most about having children - teenagers in particular - is drunk driving. This email poem has gone around many times and each time I read it it brings tears to my eyes. I thought it was a keeper - one that I want to read again and maybe even to my children one day:

I went to a party Mom

I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink,
Mom, so I had a sprite instead.

I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
that I didn't drink and drive,
though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right.
The party finally ended,
and the kids drove out of sight.

I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece.
I never knew what was coming,
Mom, something I expected least.

Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
the kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mom, his voice seems far away.

My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
this girl is going to die.

I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was f lying high.
Because he chose to drink and drive,
now I would have to die.

So why do people do it,
Mom Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
like a hundred stabbing knives.

Tell sister not to be afraid,
Mom Tell daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven,
put ' Mommy's Girl' on my grave.

Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter,
Mom I'm getting really scared
These are my final moments,
and I'm so unprepared.

I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say,
'I love you,Mom!'

So I love you and good-bye.

MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Drivers)