Okay, so it's March already and my last post was in January, what else is new?
Well around here, not a hell of a lot. Sorry for the rather harsh words, but this winter has been a bit much. Am I overstepping to say that I am totally sick of snow and cold? I didn't think so, but you never know.
Anyway, here it is another snowy weekend. I was hoping to get a bit of shopping, etc done for Laurel's wedding, but that depends on tomorrows snow fall.
I am not surviving this winter well. I know that I mentioned earlier that Wayne threw his back out way back in October, well guess who is still off work? Yah, you got it. Wayne is still off and his back is not getting any better, if anything it's getting worse.
I've been the strong one since I was 13 and my parents split up. I'm tired. I don't want to be the strong one anymore, but if I don't, who will take over for me?
I've lived on minimal funds for most of my life. I do it well. That doesn't mean that I want to keep on doing it. I would love to be looked after for once.
At 53 years of age, I want the good things of life. You know, retirement, being looked after (because you're soooo old), Not trying to figure out how to pay the bills, put food on the table, be upbeat and be both the best employee going as well as Super Wife & Mother.
Wayne and I had a good long talk/visit tonight. Considering that I have had more than my share of Rye and coke since I got home from word, that is a major accomplishment.
It mostly boiled down to faith. How things happen for a reason, even if we don't know what the reason is.
So, guess what? I need somebody to make me feel better. You know, more in charge. Womebody who will make me feel better. Someone who will be in charge of me. Soon would be good.
Anne to some,
Mom to others
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
On Old Friends>>>
As I know most of you are, I too am a Facebook member.
I thought the idea of a blog was pretty cool and then I heard all about Facebook. Now, I'm not as young and cool as some of you, but I thought that I too needed to expose myself to the world in another way.
Now don't get me wrong, I think Facebook is a really neat idea, but it's just another way of getting stupid messages that you have to pass on to your very favorite 30 best friends in the next 5 minutes or the world as you know it will come to an end.
Sure it's neat getting all of those drinks passed on to you and having an aquarium or garden that your friends can add things too, but it isn't really all it's cracked up to be.
Yes I like getting posts on my Wall from my friends and family. Yes, it's nice to be able to keep in touch with people that you don't get to see very often, like my friend Martin. One of the best aspects of Facebook is being able to see and share pictures of friends that you might never get to see in other ways. But I was really starting to get the feeling that I was missing out on something somehow? That all changed on January 15th.
I always check my emails before I go to work in the morning, as soon as I get home from work and again before I go to bed. On this past Tuesday there was a message from Facebook from a person who thought they might know me from way back when.
Now I've got messages from people who thought they might know me before, but most times it's from someone that I've never heard of before. This time was different.
Here's what I saw:
Hi Anne Marie I hope it's you. I was just going through all the Scott Park people and caught your name. Hope you can remember way back to us being buddies and sleep overs at your house on Barnesdale. We boiled your Zebra fish in the bathtub cause we didn't check the water temp! Your Dad was an HSR driver. I've often wondered about you and how you were. Barb
Way back in 1964 I started a new school in grade 4. Barbara W was in my class and lived just over a block away from me. We became good friends and the last I remember seeing her was in 1970. I've thought about her many times in the last 38 years, but never knew how to get in touch with her.
In the last few days we have exchanged posts about our lives, marriages, families and old memories. Now I know what Facebook is all about!
I know from my daughters that Facebook has been a great way to find and get in touch with old friends. Okay for you under 30's and even under 40's it's been wonderful.
I know from my grandkids that it's a great way to pass on 'stuff' to all your bff's as well as being a way to stay under mom's radar!
But for us, dare I say it, over 50's, it's not all it's cracked up to be! When you check on your high school and have to scroll back almost 35 years to your graduating class, it's just a little discouraging. Then when you go to your graduating year you find all of 11 people doesn't it make your wonder, where did we all go? I think most of us are still alive. We must be, because who else would be supporting all of these 30 somethings that are still living at home? When do we more mature Kids get to play and have fun if we can't find our friends?
Dare I say it. Maybe we over 50's should band together and create a "Wrinkled Facebook".
I think it just might work. At least we wouldn't feel so left out. And just maybe we could find different things to exchange on Facebook. You know, Who has the best over 50's discounts; What movies will make some sense to me and Have you heard what will be a good retirement home within the next 10 years.
Okay so all joking aside. I would really like to connect with more of my old friends from school and old neighbors and maybe even some long lost cousins that I don't even remember that I have. So one of the things that I'm going to do is post my blogsite on my Facebook page and maybe that will help me to reach others. And if not, how do I go about setting up "Wrinkled Facebook"?
Anne
I thought the idea of a blog was pretty cool and then I heard all about Facebook. Now, I'm not as young and cool as some of you, but I thought that I too needed to expose myself to the world in another way.
Now don't get me wrong, I think Facebook is a really neat idea, but it's just another way of getting stupid messages that you have to pass on to your very favorite 30 best friends in the next 5 minutes or the world as you know it will come to an end.
Sure it's neat getting all of those drinks passed on to you and having an aquarium or garden that your friends can add things too, but it isn't really all it's cracked up to be.
Yes I like getting posts on my Wall from my friends and family. Yes, it's nice to be able to keep in touch with people that you don't get to see very often, like my friend Martin. One of the best aspects of Facebook is being able to see and share pictures of friends that you might never get to see in other ways. But I was really starting to get the feeling that I was missing out on something somehow? That all changed on January 15th.
I always check my emails before I go to work in the morning, as soon as I get home from work and again before I go to bed. On this past Tuesday there was a message from Facebook from a person who thought they might know me from way back when.
Now I've got messages from people who thought they might know me before, but most times it's from someone that I've never heard of before. This time was different.
Here's what I saw:
Hi Anne Marie I hope it's you. I was just going through all the Scott Park people and caught your name. Hope you can remember way back to us being buddies and sleep overs at your house on Barnesdale. We boiled your Zebra fish in the bathtub cause we didn't check the water temp! Your Dad was an HSR driver. I've often wondered about you and how you were. Barb
Way back in 1964 I started a new school in grade 4. Barbara W was in my class and lived just over a block away from me. We became good friends and the last I remember seeing her was in 1970. I've thought about her many times in the last 38 years, but never knew how to get in touch with her.
In the last few days we have exchanged posts about our lives, marriages, families and old memories. Now I know what Facebook is all about!
I know from my daughters that Facebook has been a great way to find and get in touch with old friends. Okay for you under 30's and even under 40's it's been wonderful.
I know from my grandkids that it's a great way to pass on 'stuff' to all your bff's as well as being a way to stay under mom's radar!
But for us, dare I say it, over 50's, it's not all it's cracked up to be! When you check on your high school and have to scroll back almost 35 years to your graduating class, it's just a little discouraging. Then when you go to your graduating year you find all of 11 people doesn't it make your wonder, where did we all go? I think most of us are still alive. We must be, because who else would be supporting all of these 30 somethings that are still living at home? When do we more mature Kids get to play and have fun if we can't find our friends?
Dare I say it. Maybe we over 50's should band together and create a "Wrinkled Facebook".
I think it just might work. At least we wouldn't feel so left out. And just maybe we could find different things to exchange on Facebook. You know, Who has the best over 50's discounts; What movies will make some sense to me and Have you heard what will be a good retirement home within the next 10 years.
Okay so all joking aside. I would really like to connect with more of my old friends from school and old neighbors and maybe even some long lost cousins that I don't even remember that I have. So one of the things that I'm going to do is post my blogsite on my Facebook page and maybe that will help me to reach others. And if not, how do I go about setting up "Wrinkled Facebook"?
Anne
Getting Caught Up...
Well here it is, January 19th and I'm just getting around to wishing all of you a Happy New Year!!!
Yah, I'm a little bit late. So what else is new? Those of you who know me, know that I am never on time for anything. Four out of five of my children were even born late. I'm always pushing the envelope to try and get caught up, let alone get ahead!
It seems like just a few days ago that I was posting for Christmas. Okay so that was December 26th which was 24 days ago. Although the tree is down, there are still a few Christmas ornaments lingering around here that have yet to be put away.
Kind of like the laundry that was all caught up by New Years and is still waiting to be put away. I figure if I wait another week or two, it will all have been worn and need to be washed again anyway.
Maybe in another space time continueum(?) I am a person who is always prepared, has everything done before it is necessary and other boring things like that. However in this time and place I am always racing to catch up and I think I like it that way!
Even if I know in advance that I am going to have company, or at work know that I have a deadline, I save things to the last minute. Lets face it, I like to work under pressure. Why do today what I can put off until tomorrow. Multitasking is my middle name. Actually Marie is my middle name, but at least the initial is right.
So better late than never, right? Happy New Years to all of you.
Anne
Yah, I'm a little bit late. So what else is new? Those of you who know me, know that I am never on time for anything. Four out of five of my children were even born late. I'm always pushing the envelope to try and get caught up, let alone get ahead!
It seems like just a few days ago that I was posting for Christmas. Okay so that was December 26th which was 24 days ago. Although the tree is down, there are still a few Christmas ornaments lingering around here that have yet to be put away.
Kind of like the laundry that was all caught up by New Years and is still waiting to be put away. I figure if I wait another week or two, it will all have been worn and need to be washed again anyway.
Maybe in another space time continueum(?) I am a person who is always prepared, has everything done before it is necessary and other boring things like that. However in this time and place I am always racing to catch up and I think I like it that way!
Even if I know in advance that I am going to have company, or at work know that I have a deadline, I save things to the last minute. Lets face it, I like to work under pressure. Why do today what I can put off until tomorrow. Multitasking is my middle name. Actually Marie is my middle name, but at least the initial is right.
So better late than never, right? Happy New Years to all of you.
Anne
On being a Mom...
Men are the lucky ones in some ways. They get to be dads. Even if they are the disciplinarians, even if they help out with babies, toddlers, housework, cooking and dishes. Even if they love us through morning sickness, stretch marks, cravings, labour and delivery and post partum depression. Try as they might, they will never be MOM! We get all the worst crap of being a parent and all of the best parts too.
Daddy might be there for a boo-boo, but only mommy can kiss it all better. Dad might be there to impart manly wisdom to his sons or be his daughter’s champion, but mom will always be there to listen and give the appropriate hug, kiss or heck, whichever is needed at the time.
When boys are little, Dad seems to be the most important person in their lives. The person they look up to and want to be like. But when they are all grown up, they are still Mommy’s boys. They care about you and will do anything they can for you. They don’t have to impress you with their accomplishments, they just have to give you a big hug and a kiss and ask if you could make them their favourite meal.
The daughter that you fought with over clothes, hair, makeup, keeping her room clean and household chores always went to Daddy for those special hugs and kisses. However, when she is all grown up, it’s you Mom who will go shopping for wedding gowns with her, as I did last weekend. You who will hold her hand when she’s pregnant and scared. You, who will impart all of your wisdom on being a mom, just like you learned from yours.
Well that’s my interpretation on parenthood for tonight.
Daddy might be there for a boo-boo, but only mommy can kiss it all better. Dad might be there to impart manly wisdom to his sons or be his daughter’s champion, but mom will always be there to listen and give the appropriate hug, kiss or heck, whichever is needed at the time.
When boys are little, Dad seems to be the most important person in their lives. The person they look up to and want to be like. But when they are all grown up, they are still Mommy’s boys. They care about you and will do anything they can for you. They don’t have to impress you with their accomplishments, they just have to give you a big hug and a kiss and ask if you could make them their favourite meal.
The daughter that you fought with over clothes, hair, makeup, keeping her room clean and household chores always went to Daddy for those special hugs and kisses. However, when she is all grown up, it’s you Mom who will go shopping for wedding gowns with her, as I did last weekend. You who will hold her hand when she’s pregnant and scared. You, who will impart all of your wisdom on being a mom, just like you learned from yours.
Well that’s my interpretation on parenthood for tonight.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Okay, So beat me already! My last post was in August. What have I been doing!?
Let me see now? Krystal, Troy & the monsters, (aka my grandkids) moved to St Thomas in September. Wayne & I took Emzee & NayNay to Florida in October and survived 2 weeks with 2 grandchildren. One week after we got back from Florida. Wayne threw his back out, again. This time it had something to do with a suitcase, clean socks and our demented cat! The first of December, I decided to get pneumonia,causing me to miss both my company Christmas Party, at the Landmark in Burlington, where I could never afford to eat, as well as Krystal's "All Girl's Christmas Party in St Thomas" where I not only had the pj's to wear, but the booze to drink to make it an excellant Christmas party. Instead I spent 1 week in my favorite lazy boy chair hacking up a lung!!!
Okay, so I was back to work, with pneumonia, on December 10th, against my better judgement. I volunteered both Emzee & Yoshi to help me with my Christmas Baking and being the good little grandchildren slaves that they are, my baking is done. Although to a lesser degree than normal. I only managed to fill 16 tins, plus 6 pies which is down about 1/2 from normal.
I did manage to cook dinner for 18 with dessert for another 12. Again thanks to both my kids and grandkids who got roped into helping me. For those who haven't caught on yet. If you're foolish enough to hang out in the kitchen, you will get put to work!!!
Thanks to Pickle girl Alisha, Potato Masher (all 13 lbs) Aubrey and Gravy Master Shawn!
Once again, Cookie Nanny & Papa, aka Mom & Carl, did the best with their gifts for their great-grandkids, especially the potato chips, their grand-kids, all 13 of them, and of course their children and sons-in-law!
Mom, I have to say that you are A#1 when it comes to presents!!!
For those who didn't notice, Auntie Dolly & Uncle Johnny were not here this year. Auntie Dolly had a knee replacement and is not yet able to navigate stairs. Wayne & I will be bringing them a leftover dinner for Boxing Day along with their goodies.
Tired of being knee deep in presents, Wayne & I decided to hold Our First Annual Family Christmas Pot Luck last weekend, December 15th. It was the first and it won't be the last!! It was great. Every family brought a dinner and a dessert item. All of the grandkids gift exchange gifts and the gifts from Gramma & Grumpa were exchanged. There were crafts and a Pagent written by yours truly. I figure I have an whole year to plan the next one! You also have a whole year to figure out how to be included!
I also have to say that this was a very special Christmas for us becuase our oldest grandchild, Jessica, turned 16 on December 23rd. We gave her a very special gift that I hope she will have for the rest of her life.
Now I only have to say how much Christmas means to me!
I want everyone who reads this to think about the true meaning of Christmas.
It is the Celebration of the birth of Christ.
We exchange gifts in rememberance of the gifts of the Magi to the Christ Child.
The Christ Child was born into poverty.
In the name of the Christ Child should remember those who have less than we do.
When we chose our gifts to give, we should remember those who can't give, but are glad to recieve.
It is better to give than to receive.
As much as I would like to recieve, it is better somehow to give, and I have to remember the bleak years.
There but for the grace of God go I.
Thanks be to God for what we have and for what we can give.
If it is God's will I will give more to those in need next year than this.
To all of my friends and family I wish you a Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year in the Care of God.
All My Love & Blessings
Anne Croley
Mom to Some & Anne to Others
Let me see now? Krystal, Troy & the monsters, (aka my grandkids) moved to St Thomas in September. Wayne & I took Emzee & NayNay to Florida in October and survived 2 weeks with 2 grandchildren. One week after we got back from Florida. Wayne threw his back out, again. This time it had something to do with a suitcase, clean socks and our demented cat! The first of December, I decided to get pneumonia,causing me to miss both my company Christmas Party, at the Landmark in Burlington, where I could never afford to eat, as well as Krystal's "All Girl's Christmas Party in St Thomas" where I not only had the pj's to wear, but the booze to drink to make it an excellant Christmas party. Instead I spent 1 week in my favorite lazy boy chair hacking up a lung!!!
Okay, so I was back to work, with pneumonia, on December 10th, against my better judgement. I volunteered both Emzee & Yoshi to help me with my Christmas Baking and being the good little grandchildren slaves that they are, my baking is done. Although to a lesser degree than normal. I only managed to fill 16 tins, plus 6 pies which is down about 1/2 from normal.
I did manage to cook dinner for 18 with dessert for another 12. Again thanks to both my kids and grandkids who got roped into helping me. For those who haven't caught on yet. If you're foolish enough to hang out in the kitchen, you will get put to work!!!
Thanks to Pickle girl Alisha, Potato Masher (all 13 lbs) Aubrey and Gravy Master Shawn!
Once again, Cookie Nanny & Papa, aka Mom & Carl, did the best with their gifts for their great-grandkids, especially the potato chips, their grand-kids, all 13 of them, and of course their children and sons-in-law!
Mom, I have to say that you are A#1 when it comes to presents!!!
For those who didn't notice, Auntie Dolly & Uncle Johnny were not here this year. Auntie Dolly had a knee replacement and is not yet able to navigate stairs. Wayne & I will be bringing them a leftover dinner for Boxing Day along with their goodies.
Tired of being knee deep in presents, Wayne & I decided to hold Our First Annual Family Christmas Pot Luck last weekend, December 15th. It was the first and it won't be the last!! It was great. Every family brought a dinner and a dessert item. All of the grandkids gift exchange gifts and the gifts from Gramma & Grumpa were exchanged. There were crafts and a Pagent written by yours truly. I figure I have an whole year to plan the next one! You also have a whole year to figure out how to be included!
I also have to say that this was a very special Christmas for us becuase our oldest grandchild, Jessica, turned 16 on December 23rd. We gave her a very special gift that I hope she will have for the rest of her life.
Now I only have to say how much Christmas means to me!
I want everyone who reads this to think about the true meaning of Christmas.
It is the Celebration of the birth of Christ.
We exchange gifts in rememberance of the gifts of the Magi to the Christ Child.
The Christ Child was born into poverty.
In the name of the Christ Child should remember those who have less than we do.
When we chose our gifts to give, we should remember those who can't give, but are glad to recieve.
It is better to give than to receive.
As much as I would like to recieve, it is better somehow to give, and I have to remember the bleak years.
There but for the grace of God go I.
Thanks be to God for what we have and for what we can give.
If it is God's will I will give more to those in need next year than this.
To all of my friends and family I wish you a Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year in the Care of God.
All My Love & Blessings
Anne Croley
Mom to Some & Anne to Others
Saturday, August 4, 2007
LIFE IS GOOD!!!
Another long weekend!!! Yayyyy!!! It's the Civic Holiday long weekend! What does this mean to me? A long weekend, of course!! And with no real purpose to boot. I don't have to be patriotic. We're not celebrating any family birthdays. All I have to do is party!!!
Congratulations to Troy for getting a job with St. Thomas United starting mid September!! Let's hear YAY TROISIE!!!!
Three whole days of being at home. Work is a mere memory. Housework just a pest to be dealt with. Wayne out on Saturday with Peter. Krystal & Troy out for the evening. Grandkids in bed, or else!! Some time alone!!!
Sit back & relax all alone.
Look forward to spending some time in Gail's pool on Sunday.
Beer Butt chicken on Monday.
Life is good.
Thanks to God.
Happy Civic Holiday!
Luv
Anne
Congratulations to Troy for getting a job with St. Thomas United starting mid September!! Let's hear YAY TROISIE!!!!
Three whole days of being at home. Work is a mere memory. Housework just a pest to be dealt with. Wayne out on Saturday with Peter. Krystal & Troy out for the evening. Grandkids in bed, or else!! Some time alone!!!
Sit back & relax all alone.
Look forward to spending some time in Gail's pool on Sunday.
Beer Butt chicken on Monday.
Life is good.
Thanks to God.
Happy Civic Holiday!
Luv
Anne
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Holidays!!!
Yay!!! As of 12:30 pm Friday the 13th of July, I am on HOLIDAYS.
After a week of looking after 2 grandchildren, Areal age 8 3/4 & Aaron age 5, I need a break! Krystal & Troy had to make a trip back to Winnipeg to finish emptying out the house and entrusted their 2 children to my care. Let me tell you, it's been a long time since my kids were this young. Carrie, my baby, is 29. Yes, I've looked after my many grandchildren before, but never for this long. Thank God for Wayne. Grumpa, I mean Grandpa has been great for pitching in. Auntie Carrie had the privelage of day care provider for 3 days, Kayla stayed over on Saturday so she could watch them Sunday morning. Josh stayed over Tuesday night so he could watch them on Wednesday & give Auntie Carrie a break. Uncle Shawn & Auntie Tracy, the newlyweds, kept them overnight on Thursday which was much appreciated.
My days are long. Work starts at 8:00 am and I have a half hour drive to get there. My alarm goes of at 6:00 am, but I snooze until 6:30 and can delay until 7:00 if I really want to. This week I was up and moving shortly after 6:00. Kids up by 6:30 with facecloths & clothes waiting for them. Run downstairs while they wash & dress to make breakfast. Run back upstairs while they eat to get myself ready. Out the door by 7:10 to drop them off at Carrie's. Work until 5:00 and then drive home in rush hour traffic to pick up kids and be home just before 6:00 pm. No time to nap - have to make supper. Collapse for a half hour if I'm lucky & then get kids to bed. Don't forget stories they each have to have one. Fall into bed myself by 11:00, get some sleep and start all over again in a few hours. Boy am out of shape! I fell asleep in my reading chair twice and fell asleep reading in bed twice.
That's okay. Krystal & Troy will be home Saturday evening and Wayne & I leave for Buckhorn Sunday afternoon. Five days of bliss. A cabin with no phone or computer. Books to read, a lake to swim in, sunrays to soak up, my friends Debi & Stuart to visit with and if we're lucky we'll get a boat ride or two. I'll cook a big breakfast one morning for all of us and whip up something wonderful for dinner one night, but other than that I'm taking it easy. Do a little sight seeing. Maybe some shopping. But definately enjoying the time away.
Holidays are wonderful because we wait so long to get them. Remember me while I'm enjoying mine and think about yours to come.
Anne
After a week of looking after 2 grandchildren, Areal age 8 3/4 & Aaron age 5, I need a break! Krystal & Troy had to make a trip back to Winnipeg to finish emptying out the house and entrusted their 2 children to my care. Let me tell you, it's been a long time since my kids were this young. Carrie, my baby, is 29. Yes, I've looked after my many grandchildren before, but never for this long. Thank God for Wayne. Grumpa, I mean Grandpa has been great for pitching in. Auntie Carrie had the privelage of day care provider for 3 days, Kayla stayed over on Saturday so she could watch them Sunday morning. Josh stayed over Tuesday night so he could watch them on Wednesday & give Auntie Carrie a break. Uncle Shawn & Auntie Tracy, the newlyweds, kept them overnight on Thursday which was much appreciated.
My days are long. Work starts at 8:00 am and I have a half hour drive to get there. My alarm goes of at 6:00 am, but I snooze until 6:30 and can delay until 7:00 if I really want to. This week I was up and moving shortly after 6:00. Kids up by 6:30 with facecloths & clothes waiting for them. Run downstairs while they wash & dress to make breakfast. Run back upstairs while they eat to get myself ready. Out the door by 7:10 to drop them off at Carrie's. Work until 5:00 and then drive home in rush hour traffic to pick up kids and be home just before 6:00 pm. No time to nap - have to make supper. Collapse for a half hour if I'm lucky & then get kids to bed. Don't forget stories they each have to have one. Fall into bed myself by 11:00, get some sleep and start all over again in a few hours. Boy am out of shape! I fell asleep in my reading chair twice and fell asleep reading in bed twice.
That's okay. Krystal & Troy will be home Saturday evening and Wayne & I leave for Buckhorn Sunday afternoon. Five days of bliss. A cabin with no phone or computer. Books to read, a lake to swim in, sunrays to soak up, my friends Debi & Stuart to visit with and if we're lucky we'll get a boat ride or two. I'll cook a big breakfast one morning for all of us and whip up something wonderful for dinner one night, but other than that I'm taking it easy. Do a little sight seeing. Maybe some shopping. But definately enjoying the time away.
Holidays are wonderful because we wait so long to get them. Remember me while I'm enjoying mine and think about yours to come.
Anne
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