I Am A Dinosaur

Well last night I wrote the greatest entry yet. When I asked Jim to proof read he said, "It sounds pretty victimy to me." So I was sad, and then he told me to take out my comic "even." And when I tried to edit that out as per his instruction, my worst fear was realized... It blew out of the system. Just as my first ever attempt at blogging blew out. Wasted brilliance. Bummer.

This is my attempt to re-write that entry because Cecily discovered my blog and thought I was funny. AND became my first follower. Thanks Cecily for all you do. Including being scribe for this. Not to mention helping me the day I came home from my appendix operation.

My sweet Cecily found the origional I AM A DINOSAUR.

So in the end "even" as no one appears to be looking for my skills. I followed the Brethren, and am afraid I'm feeling almost extinct. Here's hoping somewhere, sometime, someone will exume this deceased spirit and use it as fuel for the future, you go mothers!

The even is for you Jim, and Dave!

Am I A Dinosaur?

I have followed counsel, I have stayed at home to raise, nurture, and nourish my family. I have experimented with inborn skill and attempted to add talent and knowledge at least yearly. I have admitted my wrongs to most of you and have repented (probably not often enough). Now I find myself with minimal hours earned in the social security system. And my talents are not that marketable since I left the workplace in 1975. Typing is a newly acquired skill? (I actually typed tuped and tyoed). I have learned to use the mouse and cursor, to underline and make BOLD print, admittedly I have a lot yet to learn and these skills are second nature to children who seem born to compute!
Now my dilemma is this; where are all the employers who want a middle aged mom who can react to crisis in an instant, and want someone with the master skills of distraction and pattern interuption? Not to even mention adaptability accumen that can create something from nothing (surprizing the most fussy diners), all the while brainstormimg brilliant campaign slogans while nursing an infant, monitoring a tantrum, and folding and stacking laundry. I HAVE skills but where is the market for these?

Or am I just a dinosaur, unneeded now, but perhaps my fodder will help make fuel for the future? I guess that's a contribution that will be meaningful a few generations from where I exist. And I hope someone will remember the Suzisaur.

Eloise is born!

August 31st Eloise is born in Logan. Twelve hours later we took these pictures. You can truly see the joy in these faces. Eight pounds two ounces, twenty inches long, and dark hair. Priceless.

Eloise is born!

If one picture says a thousand words, this says so much! What a fabulous event took place this week!
We are beyond thrilled that this little soul has chosen us!

Kids!!! To keep us young at heart!!!

Nothing's quite so great as being a grandmother to "practically perfect" Grandchildren!

Happy Birthday Mother

Today would have been my Mother's 80th Birthday! She's been gone 20 years. The time has flown by and my,... have we ever missed her in so many ways! We often feel her presence though, most especially in Thunder and Lightening. Thanks for all you taught me Mother, you did the Very Best you knew how to do in everything. And history will show that it was pretty amazing too all you were able to accomplish feeling the way you did! We love and miss you, Happy Birthday and Have another peice of white coconut cake wherever you are!

Feeling Fine

When you get to 50 a lot more reference is given to health in coversations. Then at 55 it seems to take another leap in references made. Most of those get more personal and I'm tired of that. I making a goal to give the reply, "fine" when asked no matter what the Truth is. This will open up new vista's for me and will keep me much quieter generally.