My Jonjon has a new girl! Her name is Kelly. She's a very sweet and very polite and that's a great big plus in Mama's book. She enjoys going to church services with Jon and would like to start her very own Bible class. She attends Cal State Long Beach CSULB. Rudy's almamater.
According to every single headline I’ve seen it seems that there is an outbreak of something called the Swine Flu. I don’t really know what pigs have against us…besides the fact that we only like them for their fatty and delicious goodness.
Okay, so if you are one of those people who thinks the swine flu is going to kill us all I want to ask... Does this pig really want to hurt you? he looks like a damned cute to me... He can't wait to turn into bacon, pork chops, and a Ballpark Frank.
I deleted quit a few people off my Facebook friends List yesterday and I'm happy with the number I have now. I'm not trying to win any popularity contest. And no one should be offended or upset if they get taken off as a friend. It's life. Everyone does it and everyone has it happen to them, for various reasons. I know my name has been take off at times. Yikes!
This whole social networking thing is beginning to swallow my humanity. Being friends with certain people I haven’t talk to in years is too impersonal for me, and to be bombarded with pictures and comments on my wall of acquaintances and their friends' activities feels like I'm intruding on their privacy and frankly I could care less to respond. There's some people that have tried to add me that I know, but I've rejected the invite, These are people (mainly from the past) whom I'd never really talk to in real life. If I ever bumped into them, there wouldn't be a friendly comfortable conversation. When I see people with lot's of friends on their list, I wonder and think what percentage of those people are actually friends they know, or people they'd actually talk to in real life. Sorry to be so pessimistic Ha!, I like facebook, but some people do take it overboard.
The term “Friends” on facebook is a loose term because a person’s definition of a friend all depends on how they use it.
I don’t use Facebook as an alternate universe for real life, New friends still come from real world connections. Facebook just provides the infrastructure to make them work better.
The real value I get from facebook is;
A couple of weeks before our Cruise I had a conversation with Cory and it went like this:
Why a Bear? When Cory started to get hairy a few years back, I started to call him my Bear, Cory had a Ex-girlfriend named Amanda who passed away in November. She use to called him Her Bear so in Honor of her he decided to get a big o bear. 
My Hubby left for Brazil this morning for a whole week! Gosh what am I gonna do without him, Hum, Well I can't go to Vegas that's for sure. Da Hubby has me on Las Vegas restriction for a while, Ya see I kinda spend a little to much on Our cruise Gambling. How much you ask, well it was a few thousand dollars, ( just a few).. I know, I know, But ask me if I had fun?
| 1. | to defer action; delay: to procrastinate until an opportunity is lost. -someone who postpones Blogging (especially out of laziness ) |
Here I go again! It's not that I am way to busy to Blog, I'm just being a big o Procrastinator. Why oh why do I do this....
So you think I would BLOG since I could not sleep last night! Nooooo not me, Instead I was reading other Blogs and catching up with my E-mails. I am such a Procrastinator when I know I have so much to post. ERGH!
I am such a bad, "Band Mama", How did I let this super story slip by for so long. Our very own Anthony Colocho appeared on The Hannah Montana show last month. A few month back while my sons band "Nextdoor" were in a recording studio recording their first set of Demos, One of the producers there works with Hannah Montana and Mitchell Musso asked Nextoor that Mitchell Musso needed a bass player to play on the show so Anthony stepped up to the plate and appeared on the show which aired in March. Whoa! Way to go Anthony we love ya baby.
Anthony's on the Left wearing a black shirt and grey sweater
Oh gosh where to begin! I guess looking at my last Blog post March 27th to be exact it's been quite a while since I've posted.. Yikes!I'm really into the Face book thingy and I love it..... I believe it a lazy mans way to post stories, However it's not fair to most of my Bloggy friends who don't want nothing to do with facebook and miss my Blog post. "SORRY." I've recieved many E-mails from you wondering why I haven't been posting anything and if I was ever going to post again. So back by popular demand "I'm back" and I'm sorry for the long delay.Norma
Ok - issue one - Look at the cow in the bed!! Oh. My. Gawd. what is he doing?
Now the girly one is telling dude he has a rash....
Seriously - the rash is so not funny - but is in need of rubbing??
So why does the concert poster advertise the Dude Ranch Dudes - but there is totally a girl in the band. Isn't there? Or maybe not?! Hmmmmmm....
Dude is rubbing and rubbing while he sings, and everyone is watching him and wondering what the hell he is doing?? SERIOUSLY??
No freakin way??!!! So everyone saw that Dude has a rash - AND IT LOOKS LIKE FUN TO RUB IT?????! Holy mother.....
Today is my baby's 18th Birthday. Gosh to think I have to grown street legal adults now living at home. Cory's my baby and will always be my sweet baby boy. I'm coming home today from Colorado and will be celebrating his birthday tonight. I'm so proud of him for the way he lives his life, the choices he has made that are so entirely different from mine at that age. Sure he's had his issues, been a typical teen, and driven me to the point of ripping out my own hair occasionally, but for the most part he has been an obedient, respectful, understanding, and loving child. I have been so incredibly lucky to have him in my life. I can't take all the credit for the way I have raised him, I give half of it to Rudy who is such an awesome Dad . I have made plenty of mistakes as a mom, but somehow Cory forgave me for everyone of them and just keeps on showing me every day how much he loves me.
Happy 18th Birthday my sweet Cory! Mommy loves you!
Tomorrow morning I'm heading off to Colorado again. Angela is a bit overwhelmed with the move to their new home. Poor Ang I could tell in her voice she is screaming out for help due to all the unpacking of boxes and trying to keep up with the Triplets and the lack of energy she's be experiencing lately. I thank GOD for allowing me to be able to do this for the Weydemullers, and I'm so lucky to have a wonderful husband and our boys Jon & Cory who are very understanding when I'm away from home for 2-3 weeks.
This is my Friend Earl, He's getting a little upset because alot of you people who expect me to post don't even bother commenting on my stuff. You don't want to piss The Earl off!!!!
Leave a frickin comment.
umm, I mean… please.
You come to my blog, you read it and you take off as if you were never here…
and you leave the blog owner baffled… well, at least interested. Ha!
I want to know who you are.
I want to know why you keep coming back, I know I'm irresistable but...
I want to know how you found me.
Is that too much to ask?
Most of you come often, daily even and I thank you for it. You are a repeat offender. And yet you don’t comment.
Listen up my Peeps! You don’t even have to have an account or register, to leave me a comment did you know that?…
Click comments below, and then click anonymous and send me so Love... Come on don't be shy.
Why it isn't enough for women to own just two or three pairs of shoes. Everytime I see something cute and fits me well. I can't just get out of the store without buying it. Why are we always tempted to buy stuff and why isn't there a satisfaction. We just love to collect them and believe me most of those shoes I have maybe worn once or twice. No idea why,but all I know is that women can never have enough shoes. Can I have a "Amen my Sista!"
You think I was pregnant the way I've been craving for Cream Puffs, Fried Rice and Wintergreen Lifesavers Not all in that order, Gosh I just can't get enough of each and every one of these. Excuse me while I drool.
Brain Fart:
Poor Angela I could feel it in her voice as she gave me the run down on everything that could of gone wrong went wrong. She's having to live out of two homes the new one and the one they have been renting till they finish moving everything out.
I feel so bad and wish I could be there to help her, But because of my visits to Dr. Cunning office for adjustments and other stuff I'm unable to be there.
