I have a very easy, inexpensive, yet delish recipe that would be great for gatherings.
It takes about 5 minutes to prep and then you leave it to cook.
You can use a pork butt roast (that's the cheapest cut) or country style boneless ribs or even a center loin roast. Whatever floats your boat. Ribs even.
Cut the pork into large chunks (1x2 or thereabouts).
Throw it into a slow cooker.
If you like Chinese style, throw in one or two jars of Ah-So sauce and stir to coat.
You can use teriyaki, or BBQ sauce too.
Cover and cook on low for 5 or 6 hours.
I like to serve over a bed of rice with corn-on-the-cob.
If you like your pork a bit sticky, you can transfer from the slow cooker to a cookie sheet or roasting pan (or even a foil lined grill) and bake for about 20 minutes @ 350 degrees.
The delish taste will have people convinced you spent hours basting.
Enjoy!
Now, be honest. You thought I was going to post about something else when you read the title, didn't you?
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
I Am Not That Old!
In exactly two weeks, at 6:04 PM, my son will be 18 years old.
That can't be right.
That can't be right.
Let me think about this for a moment.....
I am not that old!
Am I?
The Playlist Song 16
No Worries. This is another song Daddy adopted and would sing out loud whenever we would be bitching & moaning about one thing or another.
The Playlist Song 14
This song was also played graveside at a friends funeral. He was only 26 or 27.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
The Playlist Song 11 & 12
Ohh La La
There are two versions of this song on the list: This one by Rod Stewart whom I love and the other from the Without a Paddle Soundtrack.
I wish I knew what I know now when I was younger........
There are two versions of this song on the list: This one by Rod Stewart whom I love and the other from the Without a Paddle Soundtrack.
I wish I knew what I know now when I was younger........
Monday, April 28, 2008
The Playlist Song 7
I also had this played at my wedding reception and dedicated to my Nana (Dad's Mom) and a bridesmaid's brother, who died in a car accident at 17 or 18 years old.
Now it's for my Daddy.
Today's Funny
Old Love
A husband in his back yard is trying to fly a kite.
He throws the kite up in the air, the wind catches it for a few seconds, then it comes crashing back down to earth.
He tries this a few more times with no success.
All the while, his wife is watching from the kitchen window, muttering to herself how men need to be told how to do everything.
She opens the window and yells to her husband, 'You need a piece of tail.'
The man turns with a confused look on his face and says, 'Make up your mind. Last night, you told me to go fly a kite.'
A husband in his back yard is trying to fly a kite.
He throws the kite up in the air, the wind catches it for a few seconds, then it comes crashing back down to earth.
He tries this a few more times with no success.
All the while, his wife is watching from the kitchen window, muttering to herself how men need to be told how to do everything.
She opens the window and yells to her husband, 'You need a piece of tail.'
The man turns with a confused look on his face and says, 'Make up your mind. Last night, you told me to go fly a kite.'
Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Handsome Fella
This handsome fella has been strutting his stuff with his harem of 8 hens around my Mom's house lately.There has also been another young male trying to impress the girls.Handsome fella was having none of that and would chase off the whippersnapper.Now the youngin struts around alone gobbling his lil heart out lookin for love.
The Playlist Song 6
One of my fav episodes of Lost. I think my parents actually had the same 8 track!
The Playlist Song 4
If This Song Doesn't make you feel good.....then you really need to adjust your meds.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
The Playlist Song 3
"I will live while I can, I will have my ever after"
Get up and dance, you know you want to.
While there is time
Lets go out and feel everything
If you hold me
I will let you into my dream
For time is a river rolling into nowhere
We must live while we can
And well drink our cup of laughter
The finer things keep shining through
The way my soul gets lost in you
The finer things I feel in me
The golden dance life could be
Oh, Ive been sad
And have walked bitter streets alone
And come morning
Theres a good wind to blow me home
So time is a river rolling into nowhere
I will live while I can
I will have my ever after
The finer things keep shining through
The way my soul gets lost in you
The finer things I feel in me
The golden dance life could be
We go so fast, why dont we make it last
Life is glowing inside you and me
Please take my hand, here where I stand
Wont you come out and dance with me
Come see, with me, come see
And lovers try
til they get the best of the night
And come morning
They are tangled up in the light
So time be a river rolling into nowhere
They love while they can
And they think about the night so sweet
The finer things keep shining through
The way my soul gets lost in you
The finer things I feel in me
The golden dance life could be
Get up and dance, you know you want to.
While there is time
Lets go out and feel everything
If you hold me
I will let you into my dream
For time is a river rolling into nowhere
We must live while we can
And well drink our cup of laughter
The finer things keep shining through
The way my soul gets lost in you
The finer things I feel in me
The golden dance life could be
Oh, Ive been sad
And have walked bitter streets alone
And come morning
Theres a good wind to blow me home
So time is a river rolling into nowhere
I will live while I can
I will have my ever after
The finer things keep shining through
The way my soul gets lost in you
The finer things I feel in me
The golden dance life could be
We go so fast, why dont we make it last
Life is glowing inside you and me
Please take my hand, here where I stand
Wont you come out and dance with me
Come see, with me, come see
And lovers try
til they get the best of the night
And come morning
They are tangled up in the light
So time be a river rolling into nowhere
They love while they can
And they think about the night so sweet
The finer things keep shining through
The way my soul gets lost in you
The finer things I feel in me
The golden dance life could be
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
The Playlist - Song 1
I want to share with you the songs I put together for the party Bob had in honor of my Dad last year. It has become the soundtrack of my life. They are in no particular order, but every one of them is relevant to my Daddy. The playlist is about 9 hours long. Some are songs he loved, some are songs that remind me about him....I'll try to post one a day until we get through the whole list.
My Mom told me that I have a knack for this.
Enjoy.
The family was big John Denver fans when I was growing up. I remember being together with family and singing more than one of his tunes. I still love his music and will watch any PBS program about him that comes up! Of course there a few of his songs that will show up on this list.
My Mom told me that I have a knack for this.
Enjoy.
The family was big John Denver fans when I was growing up. I remember being together with family and singing more than one of his tunes. I still love his music and will watch any PBS program about him that comes up! Of course there a few of his songs that will show up on this list.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Being in the Now.
A friends band was playing at a local establishment Saturday evening. Both D and Stacy wanted me to go. Stacy's husband is the lead guitar/singer of the band.
It was 8 PM and my son is asking me if I'm going out. Mind you - I was still in my pj's and had never even showered for the day. I asked him why he cared. "Go out and have some fun, you never go out!". There was no ulterior motive on his part.
How lame am I that my almost 18 year old has to push me to go out and have fun?
So I showered, fluffed and buffed and put on a face and went out. I had a couple cold ones and a shot of Zambuca. I even danced once! I used to be one that would never get off the dance floor. I was winded after one dance - how frakin' sad is that?
It's time.
Time to get off the couch and the pitty pot.
Time to get back in shape and start living again.
What if, like my father, I died at 61? That's only 18 years away.
Do I want to look back on those 18 years and see that I spent them lying around like a useless lump, grieving and feeling sorry for myself?
Absolutely not.
I just started reading A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle. Go buy it, it'll cost less than your lunch.
I've realized that my Dad didn't waste a moment of his life. He lived every moment he could to it's fullest. He lived in those moments, not worrying about the future or grieving about the past.
He knew that all he had was this present moment in time, he would always be in the here and now.
I think it's about time I did too.
It was 8 PM and my son is asking me if I'm going out. Mind you - I was still in my pj's and had never even showered for the day. I asked him why he cared. "Go out and have some fun, you never go out!". There was no ulterior motive on his part.
How lame am I that my almost 18 year old has to push me to go out and have fun?
So I showered, fluffed and buffed and put on a face and went out. I had a couple cold ones and a shot of Zambuca. I even danced once! I used to be one that would never get off the dance floor. I was winded after one dance - how frakin' sad is that?
It's time.
Time to get off the couch and the pitty pot.
Time to get back in shape and start living again.
What if, like my father, I died at 61? That's only 18 years away.
Do I want to look back on those 18 years and see that I spent them lying around like a useless lump, grieving and feeling sorry for myself?
Absolutely not.
I just started reading A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle. Go buy it, it'll cost less than your lunch.
I've realized that my Dad didn't waste a moment of his life. He lived every moment he could to it's fullest. He lived in those moments, not worrying about the future or grieving about the past.
He knew that all he had was this present moment in time, he would always be in the here and now.
I think it's about time I did too.
Birthday Calculator
Interesting facts. Now I know why I feel very old sometimes, being 385,088 hours old.
Check it out for yourself.Oh yea - and my ex is a Scorpio (my exact opposite according to this). If I knew then what I know now.....
18 May 1964
Your date of conception was on or about 26 August 1963 which was a Monday.
You were born on a Monday
under the astrological sign Taurus.
Your Life path number is 7.
Your fortune cookie reads:
Your heart is a place to draw true happiness.
Life Path Compatibility:
You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 5 & 7.
You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 4 & 22.
You may or may not get along well with those with the Life Path number 9.
You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 3, 6, 8 & 11.
The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2438533.5.
The golden number for 1964 is 8.
The epact number for 1964 is 16.
The year 1964 was a leap year.
Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 2/13/1964 and ending 2/1/1965.
You were born in the Chinese year of the Dragon.
Your Native American Zodiac sign is Beaver; your plant is Wild Clover.
You were born in the Egyptian month of Epipy, the third month of the season of Shomu (Harvest).
Your date of birth on the Hebrew calendar is 7 Sivan 5724.
Or if you were born after sundown then the date is 8 Sivan 5724.
The Mayan Calendar long count date of your birthday is 12.17.10.12.9 which is
12 baktun 17 katun 10 tun 12 uinal 9 kin
The Hijra (Islamic Calendar) date of your birth is Monday, 6 Muharram 1384 (1384-1-6).
The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 29 March 1964.
The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 3 May 1964.
The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 12 February 1964.
The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 17 May 1964.
The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 24 May 1964.
The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Monday, 7 September 1964.
The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Saturday, 28 March 1964.
The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 11 February 1964.
As of 4/22/2008 8:45:30 AM EDT
You are 43 years old.
You are 527 months old.
You are 2,292 weeks old.
You are 16,045 days old.
You are 385,088 hours old.
You are 23,105,325 minutes old.
You are 1,386,319,530 seconds old.
Celebrities who share your birthday:Tina Fey (1970) Chow Yun-Fat (1955) George Strait (1952) Reggie Jackson (1946) Brooks Robinson (1937) Dwayne Hickman (1934) Robert Morse (1931) Pernell Roberts (1930) Pope John Paul II (1920) Margot Fonteyn (1919) Perry Como (1912) Frank Capra (1897)
Top songs of 1964
Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 6.27984344422701 years old. (You're still chasing cats!)
Your lucky day is Friday.
Your lucky number is 6.
Your ruling planet(s) is Venus.
Your lucky dates are 6th, 15th, 24th.
Your opposition sign is Scorpio.
Your opposition number(s) is 9 & 11.
Today is not one of your lucky days!
There are 26 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 44 candles.
Those 44 candles produce 44 BTUs,
or 11,088 calories of heat (that's only 11.0880 food Calories!) .
You can boil 5.03 US ounces of water with that many candles. 
In 1964 there were approximately 4.2 million births in the US.
In 1964 the US population was approximately 179,323,175 people, 50.6 persons per square mile.
In 1964 in the US there were approximately 1,523,000 marriages (8.5%) and 393,000 divorces (2.2%)
In 1964 in the US there were approximately 1,712,000 deaths (9.5 per 1000)
In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.
In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.
In 1964 the population of Australia was approximately 11,280,429.
In 1964 there were approximately 229,149 births in Australia.
In 1964 in Australia there were approximately 86,013 marriages and 7,917 divorces.
In 1964 in Australia there were approximately 100,594 deaths.
Your birthstone is Emerald
The Mystical properties of Emerald
Though not meant to replace traditional medical treatment, Emerald is used for physical and emotional healing.Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)
Agate, Chrysoprase
Your birth tree is
Chestnut Tree, the HonestyOf unusual beauty, does not want to impress, well-developed sense of justice, vivacious, interested, a born diplomat, but irritable and sensitive in company, often due to a lack of self-confidence, acts sometimes superior, feels not understood, loves only once, has difficulties in finding a partner.
There are 247 days till Christmas 2008!
There are 260 days till Orthodox Christmas!
The moon's phase on the day you were
born was waxing crescent.
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Friday, April 18, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
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Animal Love
I'm sure there will be someone dissapointed with these search results for Animal Love.
Sorry - not that kind of love.
On with the "awwwww"'s and giggles.
Sorry - not that kind of love.
On with the "awwwww"'s and giggles.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
I Wish You Enough
"I wish you enough!"©
By Bob Perks
I never really thought that I'd spend as much time in airports as I do. I don't know why. I always wanted to be famous and that would mean lots of travel. But I'm not famous, yet I do see more than my share of airports.
I love them and I hate them. I love them because of the people I get to watch. But they are also the same reason why I hate airports. It all comes down to "hello" and "goodbye."I must have mentioned this a few times while writing my stories for you.
I have great difficulties with saying goodbye. Even as I write this I am experiencing that pounding sensation in my heart. If I am watching such a scene in a movie I am affected so much that I need to sit up and take a few deep breaths. So when faced with a challenge in my life I have been known to go to our local airport and watch people say goodbye. I figure nothing that is happening to me at the time could be as bad as having to say goodbye.
Watching people cling to each other, crying, and holding each other in that last embrace makes me appreciate what I have even more. Seeing them finally pull apart, extending their arms until the tips of their fingers are the last to let go, is an image that stays forefront in my mind throughout the day.
On one of my recent business trips, when I arrived at the counter to check in, the woman said, "How are you today?" I replied, "I am missing my wife already and I haven't even said goodbye."
She then looked at my ticket and began to ask, "How long will you...Oh, my God. You will only be gone three days!" We all laughed. My problem was I still had to say goodbye.
But I learn from goodbye moments, too.
Recently I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together. They had announced her departure and standing near the security gate, they hugged and he said, "I love you. I wish you enough." She in turn said, "Daddy, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Daddy."
They kissed and she left. He walked over toward the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?"
"Yes, I have," I replied. Saying that brought back memories I had of expressing my love and appreciation for all my Dad had done for me. Recognizing that his days were limited, I took the time to tell him face to face how much he meant to me.
So I knew what this man experiencing.
"Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?" I asked.
"I am old and she lives much too far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is, the next trip back would be for my funeral," he said.
"When you were saying goodbye I heard you say, "I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?"
He began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." He paused for a moment and looking up as if trying to remember it in detail, he smiled even more."When we said 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them," he continued and then turning toward me he shared the following as if he
were reciting it from memory.
"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much
bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish enough "Hello's" to get you through the final "Goodbye."
He then began to sob and walked away.
My friends, I wish you enough!
by
Bob Perks
Bob Perks is an inspirational keynote speaker. I recently got an "I Wish You Enough" e-mail. There was no author listed and the sexes in the story had changed. As has become habit for me when I get one of these stories, I Google it & Snopes it. To my delight, I found Bob Perks. I have no desire to infringe on any copyrights. Please, click on the links and go see what else Bob has to say.
To all my friends and family - I WISH YOU ENOUGH.
By Bob Perks
I never really thought that I'd spend as much time in airports as I do. I don't know why. I always wanted to be famous and that would mean lots of travel. But I'm not famous, yet I do see more than my share of airports.
I love them and I hate them. I love them because of the people I get to watch. But they are also the same reason why I hate airports. It all comes down to "hello" and "goodbye."I must have mentioned this a few times while writing my stories for you.
I have great difficulties with saying goodbye. Even as I write this I am experiencing that pounding sensation in my heart. If I am watching such a scene in a movie I am affected so much that I need to sit up and take a few deep breaths. So when faced with a challenge in my life I have been known to go to our local airport and watch people say goodbye. I figure nothing that is happening to me at the time could be as bad as having to say goodbye.
Watching people cling to each other, crying, and holding each other in that last embrace makes me appreciate what I have even more. Seeing them finally pull apart, extending their arms until the tips of their fingers are the last to let go, is an image that stays forefront in my mind throughout the day.
On one of my recent business trips, when I arrived at the counter to check in, the woman said, "How are you today?" I replied, "I am missing my wife already and I haven't even said goodbye."
She then looked at my ticket and began to ask, "How long will you...Oh, my God. You will only be gone three days!" We all laughed. My problem was I still had to say goodbye.
But I learn from goodbye moments, too.
Recently I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together. They had announced her departure and standing near the security gate, they hugged and he said, "I love you. I wish you enough." She in turn said, "Daddy, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Daddy."
They kissed and she left. He walked over toward the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?"
"Yes, I have," I replied. Saying that brought back memories I had of expressing my love and appreciation for all my Dad had done for me. Recognizing that his days were limited, I took the time to tell him face to face how much he meant to me.
So I knew what this man experiencing.
"Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?" I asked.
"I am old and she lives much too far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is, the next trip back would be for my funeral," he said.
"When you were saying goodbye I heard you say, "I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?"
He began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." He paused for a moment and looking up as if trying to remember it in detail, he smiled even more."When we said 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them," he continued and then turning toward me he shared the following as if he
were reciting it from memory.
"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much
bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish enough "Hello's" to get you through the final "Goodbye."
He then began to sob and walked away.
My friends, I wish you enough!
by
Bob Perks
Bob Perks is an inspirational keynote speaker. I recently got an "I Wish You Enough" e-mail. There was no author listed and the sexes in the story had changed. As has become habit for me when I get one of these stories, I Google it & Snopes it. To my delight, I found Bob Perks. I have no desire to infringe on any copyrights. Please, click on the links and go see what else Bob has to say.
To all my friends and family - I WISH YOU ENOUGH.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
365
Yes, we passed the 365 day mark on Sunday.
We had a Mass at 8AM and folks back to Mom's house afterwards. I made an egg & meat casserole and the easiest French toast casserole that everyone loved. I used Peppridge Farm cinnamon swirl bread)
Here's the recipe:
French Toast Casserole
Makes: 8 servings Total Time: 2 hr 5 min
Ingredients:
* 1 loaf (16 ounces) Cinnamon swirl bread, any variety, cut into cubes (about 8 cups)
* 6 eggs
* 1 cup of dried cranberries or raisins
* 3 cups fat free half and half
* 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
* Confectioners' sugar
Preparation
1. In greased 3-quart shallow baking dish arrange bread cubes. Mix eggs, milk, and vanilla. Pour over bread. Cover and refrigerate 1 hour or overnight.
2. Uncover. Bake at 350 for 50 minutes or until golden. Sprinkle with confectioners' sugar. Serve with pancake syrup if desired.
Notes
This quick-to-assemble breakfast casserole can be refrigerated overnight for a special morning treat.
There were also Coffee & bagels and donuts and good conversation.
It was nice.
It sucked.
Just the fact of having to have this gathering....
I spent the day on the couch Friday, Saturday I shopped and cooked. Sunday I left Moms a bit after noon and went home to the couch again. Yesterday, I couldn't get out of bed. I took another day and was on the couch. I went through a couple boxes of tissues over the past couple days.
When they say "It gets easier" They're lying. It never gets easier, you just learn how to hide it better. You learn to live with and tolerate the pain. The heartbreak and missing him every single Goddamn day don't get any better.
It's been a year now, and I still don't know what we're going to do without him.
I miss you Daddy, and I love you so very much.
We had a Mass at 8AM and folks back to Mom's house afterwards. I made an egg & meat casserole and the easiest French toast casserole that everyone loved. I used Peppridge Farm cinnamon swirl bread)
Here's the recipe:
French Toast Casserole
Makes: 8 servings Total Time: 2 hr 5 min
Ingredients:
* 1 loaf (16 ounces) Cinnamon swirl bread, any variety, cut into cubes (about 8 cups)
* 6 eggs
* 1 cup of dried cranberries or raisins
* 3 cups fat free half and half
* 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
* Confectioners' sugar
Preparation
1. In greased 3-quart shallow baking dish arrange bread cubes. Mix eggs, milk, and vanilla. Pour over bread. Cover and refrigerate 1 hour or overnight.
2. Uncover. Bake at 350 for 50 minutes or until golden. Sprinkle with confectioners' sugar. Serve with pancake syrup if desired.
Notes
This quick-to-assemble breakfast casserole can be refrigerated overnight for a special morning treat.
There were also Coffee & bagels and donuts and good conversation.
It was nice.
It sucked.
Just the fact of having to have this gathering....
I spent the day on the couch Friday, Saturday I shopped and cooked. Sunday I left Moms a bit after noon and went home to the couch again. Yesterday, I couldn't get out of bed. I took another day and was on the couch. I went through a couple boxes of tissues over the past couple days.
When they say "It gets easier" They're lying. It never gets easier, you just learn how to hide it better. You learn to live with and tolerate the pain. The heartbreak and missing him every single Goddamn day don't get any better.
It's been a year now, and I still don't know what we're going to do without him.
I miss you Daddy, and I love you so very much.
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Friday, April 04, 2008
It's Come to This
I understand that as teens become the little aliens they are, there is a communication breakdown. Sometimes, getting more than a grunt can be considered success.
I've tried to take special care in always keeping the communication lines open between me & son. At times it's been tough, especially when what I communicate isn't what son wants to hear, which has been more often the case than not.
Recent commercials I've seen on TV are hitting too close to home. You know the ones I'm talking about, with the kids speaking in text message. Grandma even gets in on the action with "ONYD!" (Oh no you didn't). I bet a lot of parents can relate to those ads.
I've recently become victim myself.
Case in point:
I was on the couch in the living room watching TV. Son was in his bedroom, 10 feet away, thumbs blazing away on his phone. Rather than shout through the wall, I picked up my phone and texted him "Are you going to eat dinner?" His response "LOL, not hungry yet".
How low I have sunk.
I've tried to take special care in always keeping the communication lines open between me & son. At times it's been tough, especially when what I communicate isn't what son wants to hear, which has been more often the case than not.
Recent commercials I've seen on TV are hitting too close to home. You know the ones I'm talking about, with the kids speaking in text message. Grandma even gets in on the action with "ONYD!" (Oh no you didn't). I bet a lot of parents can relate to those ads.
I've recently become victim myself.
Case in point:
I was on the couch in the living room watching TV. Son was in his bedroom, 10 feet away, thumbs blazing away on his phone. Rather than shout through the wall, I picked up my phone and texted him "Are you going to eat dinner?" His response "LOL, not hungry yet".
How low I have sunk.
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