PSERENDIPITY

This is the quintessential time to start over.  It’s a new year, and it would be a slap in the face of 2009 if we didn’t bring it in with hopes, dreams, plans, memories, and a list or two. 

Truthfully, I’ve been feeling some kinda way about this, the obligatory end of the year post.  I knew I was going to have to do it, but I didn’t know what to say.  While I was sitting here typing and deleting, and cutting and pasting to create the perfect post, I got an email:

Mrs. H. R., mother of Dr. B. R., passed away early this morning. She was 89 years old.

She was 89 years old.  She died today.  And here I sit trying to figure out how to live.  Here I am, wondering what kind of plans and hopes and dreams I can really live up to.  I’m trying to figure out what to put on my list.  And she, a stranger to me, lived until she was 89 and left behind a family of amazing people that loved her.  On this, the quintessential day to start over.  

I don’t know her, but I want to live to be 89.  I want to leave behind a son just as amazing as hers is.  I want to leave behind grandchildren that were brought up with the expectation of excellence, and who carried out that expectation just like hers did.  I want to leave behind a husband that loved her just as much as hers did, and I want to have all the memories of my family that she had of hers. 

So, there you have it folks, my hopes and dreams.  They won’t all fit into little ole 2009, so the only thing I’ll put on my list today is this:  Start. 

Happy New Year, Everybody!

This morning I stopped at a grocery store to pick up some breakfast.  When I got out of the car, a guy asked me if I wanted an iPod.  I say no, thanks, I have one, and keep it moving. Then he says what about a digital camera with a camcorder?

Stop the presses.  I’ve been wanting a camcorder for a minute now, so I take a look at it.  The thing had a price tag still on it (from WalMart) of $899.00.  Whooo-whee, it was a fine camera!  He says I can have it for $70.  Well, I don’t have any cash on me, so I say I’m going to pass.  He says get the money from the ATM, I can have it for $50.

ooooh, the deal is sweet!  (Plus, see how I talked him down $20 dollars — yeah, cause I drive a hard bargain like that).  But there’s no ATM anywhere around.  So, I have to pass.  I get in the store and call my hood purchase advisor, Tim, and he says “you should get that!”  I know….but I’m scared.  Number 1, I’m well aware of the penalty for receiving stolen property.  I have a bar license that doesn’t go well with felonies.  Number 2, going to the ATM in order to receive the stolen property was a bit much — and ATMs have cameras.

But man, I wanted that thing…..So, I made up my mind that I was gonna find out where I might happen to bump into him later (seriously, the thought of that made my heart race — meeting up with a criminal is SO not conducive to my job), but when I got outside, he was gone.

Then I looked in my purse, and I did have $50.00.  Dangit, I need to get some hood in me. 

…..and life is back to normal.  Until Wednesday, then I’m off Thursday and Friday.  Yippee!

…..but he left me with a Wii!!  That dood Tim is what’s up, man.

…..and Aidan is happy with his Viper.  He drove that thing and rode his cousins around over and over and over.  In circles. I’m glad we got it for him.

…..and Tim and I survived ten days together rather peacefully.  Go us!

…..and he took a lot of my money.  But I’m happy that this year I was able to get a gift for those I love.  Oh, I love ya’ll too.  Ya’ll didn’t get your gifts yet?

…..and how did he leave you this Christmas?

As we speak, we’re on the way to Mom & Dad’s for Christmas. I’ll be talking to you guys again later in the week, but until then I’m wishing you all a lovely and happy Christmas.

Merry Christmas from Psonya, Tim & Aidan!!!

This was the only basketball line I could remember from the game.  (They were giving out t-shirts of the grizzly bear.  Get it?  Wear the bear.)  Last night, I made my very first NBA appearance.  Some very good friends of ours had some tickets to the Lakers v. Grizzlies game.  I knew it was something major when I called Tim to ask if he wanted to go and his voice went all high pitch on me.  So, we went.

Halfway into the game, I realized that something horrible had happened.  Something terrible, I tell ya!   I was going to see Kobe and I had left my camera in the car.  Curses!  I have no photos.  But, I feel like doing a top ten list of things I noticed at my first NBA game.

1.  It is, in fact, as fun as it looks on TV.

2.  Those guys look tall from anywhere you sit.

3.  I could totally be a Grizzly Girl.  Like, if they had try outs right now ya girl would be so in there.

4.  The food in the sky boxes is all.that.  And it’s a buffet.  Have you ever had chicken piccata and cheese tortellini at a basketball game?  I’m gonna talk to the people over concession at the Y and tell them they need to up their game.  Chips and pops are so done.

5.  Unless you’re real serious about your bball, get a seat in the crowd.  They have fun. Ooh, and buy some of those little sticks that you hit together during free throws.  Superfun!

6.  Don’t wear boots with heels.  Jeans and tennis shoes is the order of the day.  No need to look cute — you can not compete with the chics that come to borrow some NBA DNA.

7.  The FedEx forum is nice!

8.  Always remember to bring your camera.  Or a phone.  Or something.

9.  Kobe Bryant isn’t as large as one would think.  I mean, from where I was sitting, he practically looked regular size and rather peanut head-ish.

I could only think of 9.  So sue me.  Anyway, gooooo Grizzlies!!!!

I haven’t done any Christmas shopping yet.  So, if you’re expecting something from me, it ain’t lookin’ good for ya.  I’m hanging out in Memphis for a short while, so tomorrow I’m gonna hit the stores.  I’m way too indecisive to start early.  I need to shop with limited opportunities so I can make a decision right.there.  May the best gift win.

We’re getting Aidan one of those little cars.  Since we waited until Friday night to start looking, the only one left was the Viper, so there you have it.  Tim and I really did agonize over getting it.  For one, because the thing is almost $300.  That’s a high price to spend on a 4 year old who may or may not ride in the car.  And, as my mom pointed out “How are you gonna top this next year?  You start getting this expensive stuff and he’s gonna expect it every year.”  Well, I don’t necessarily think that’s true — especially since I asked him what he wanted Santa to bring him, and he asked me “Who is Santa?”  I’m thinking he’s a little oblivious right now.  What do you guys think?  Would you get the car?

In other giving news, I was talking to this lady whose daughter I used to mentor.  She and I established a sort of “friendship” during the mentorship.  I called her yesterday just to see what was up, and she told me that she was without any gifts for her kids for Christmas.  I know she wasn’t fishing for gifts, and I believe that she doesn’t have anything.  So, I’m thinking of getting the kids a little gift.  I know they’ll appreciate anything.  The thing is:  there’s a lot of ‘em.  A newborn boy, a 3 year old, Kel — who is 6 I think, two boys that are in the 5th and 3rd grade.  I’m all set on doing it, but I don’t know what to look for for the older boys.  I also asked her what she was gonna cook, and she told me that she was gonna make something regular cause they still had to eat the next day — so I’m thinking of throwing a turkey in there.  Okay, so Fab14, help me out on this one.  Should I get some stuff?  What could I get the boys?  Should I throw in the turkey?

This is Christmas, the Season of Giving.  This is stressing me out.

After pleading guilty to statutory rape, decides he wasn’t guilty after all, because:

I had sex with the mother and all two daughters, when I had their price.  All the sex I had with them, I paid for.