leen52's Journal

8:59am: Happy Happy Birthday Baby


It's Tanya's Birthday!!! Happy Birthday my Love!

10:59am: APB
Most of my readers do not know this person but I am asking for sympathies and good thoughts to be sent toward my home town area. My friend Melanie with whom I went to high school with, got into much mischief with, was a bridesmaid in her wedding, and though we may go months without talking will always be close in my heart, has lost her mother this week.
Welcome her Pa and help her through whatever ya'll do up there.
Rest well Pat.

8:50am: Umm how'd that happen???
Dio, 12 today! I know I didn't start out her life with her but I think 5 was a pretty good age to get to meet someone. And now she's 12!!! Whah?? Doreen at work says to tell her to "Stop! Go back!" and I'm inclined to agree.

So Happy Birthday my baby girl. You will forever be the little person who invaded my life and I'm damn glad you did!

5:40pm: Doors and Windows!!!
Before and Afters


















In order to get the basement door to open, Bob had to replace the ceiling on the basement stairs landing, in turn shoring up the main staircase a bit more. Master craftsman!

4:27pm: This was a comment left for me on MySpace. *Had* to share!

Graphics and Myspace Layouts at pYzam.com

3:59pm: Just a widdle update.
The window man cometh. Bill will be at my house on the 19th at 6:30 to look at my attic window and to tell me how much for new side doors. I'm actually very excited. The nasty brown sashes in the attic will be gone and if it's good price the nasty yellow broken glass door and the back nasty purple door to the mud room will be gone! Hurrah!
It's time. This had to happen. Perhaps the wind knew as much.

9:02am: Healing Light Needed
I know I know I haven't posted in a bit and of course that is not what I intend to do today either.
Today I am here for your good thoughts and healing. I walked in today to find that my favorite supervisor had *just* been in an accident on the dreaded Rte 128. And one of the other women here saw the aftermath and stopped. She was conscious but bleeding. On her way to the hospital.
So good thoughts and love to Doreen.
Kisses and love too.

12:56pm: Sometimes they are so cute you have to share
This is Denali



For those of you who understand: She has GOOD feet.

9:12am:


Happy Birthday Pa!!! Wish you were here to celebrate!
Love you
Leenie

10:24am: Happy Yummy Turkey Day to you all!!

9:19am: After a crap morning, this made me smile
Photo of the Year
Friendship and love defined in a single photo.......

9:54am: It's just a little cat!

10:56am: For Sale
One almost full carton of Marlboro Lights.
Though I'm not sure if this will stick, I'm now on day six of not using them. I say "if this will stick" because of the commitment-a-phobe that I am but really I dread feeling like this again the next time I quit. I feel like those little men on that Mucinex commercial have moved into my chest and I can't get them to move out, though I have begun the eviction process with...well...Mucinex. What scares me is that it's not a cold but something I have brought on myself for *years*.
The physical withdrawl part is over and actually was quite easy (save for the junk that is building in my chest and the five pounds that won't go away even with the years of Weight Watcher's training), it's the habitual part that's difficult. But admittedly my car, my house, and my body smell a whole lot better. That and I did the math. Per year I will save $1,260. That's almost a mortgage payment. What have I been thinking??
So I will continue to try to be good, I make no promises and only wish that should I slip, no one is disappointed.
If anyone knows of anyone who wants to buy a carton.......

9:16am: You say it's your birthday!!
Bwa-nah-nah-nah. I was my birthday too yeah!

Happy Birthday Kristina!!!

11:45pm: A funny thing has happened along my road of life. I have gained a bunch of people who love and appreciate me and seem to see when my emotional "sign of the bat" goes up.
I get to work and my voicemail has a Tanya Happy Birthday, I open email all day long and find messages from Kristina, my brother, Burl, a girl from work, and some other friends from the past. Just when the day is going to hell cause I know the rest of the folks at work have forgotten (they generally have cake for birthdays but this year I didn't fuss about my day) a florist shows up with a very pretty little basket of flowers from my mother, followed by the annual time of birth phone call at 2:03pm. Then the greetings at work flowed. And yet the prospect of going home to an empty dark house where my only fun is to bring the garbage to the curb was not sitting well with me. People kept asking me, "what are you going to do for your birthday?" My answer, "the exact same thing I did last night and the night before for the year going backwards, nothing." And that's when the emotional crap started playing with me. Where I said to myself, you would make one mighty fine actress if this were a movie and yet I was unable to stop the dramatics.
Upon walking in the front door I am again greeted by a flashing answering machine, where a wonderful voice from the south is again singing me Happy Birthday. A card is in the US mail from Auntie Evelyn. And dinner starts to cook in the oven. I fire up the computer beast and find another email with B-day greetings, this time it's from Tanya's brother Keith, saying brilliant, quirky, comedic, wonderful, love things and as I'm reading this my own dear brother calls from LA to say he loves me.
Now dinner is cooked and being eaten. The front lights are out, the door is locked, I am happily in my jammies and robe and I hear a car in my driveway. The piece de resistance (cause I know I spelled that wrong!) Cathy and Bobert arrive with Hostess cupcakes, birthday cards and a lot of love. They stayed for a bit, joked and giggled with me, watched some tv with me, and loved on me by just being them. And then..............upon excusing myself from the Andersons for one second, a quick click of the mouse revealed another email. This one from Tanya's parents!
I may not have done anything spectacular today but I have to say on the a scale of 1 to 10 on the I Feel Love Meter, today I scored a 50.
Thank you all.
Love you right back.
Me

12:13pm: Hey I got here first!!

Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won! Red Sox won!

9:08am: For My Baby Girl
Happy Birthday My Smush!!
Eleven Years Old!! Man I've known you now for 6 whole years. May today be just as bright, sunny and beautiful as you are each and every day.
I love you my baby.
Happy B-Day

6:44pm: I know "they" say it can happen but can one be truly mentally exhausted? If so, I am. What a day. I can't handle two big projects at once. At the end of today I was aching to change an address in the system (something I normally dread for it is so mundane).
Thank God for home.
:)

10:48pm: Just one more reason
She opened my world to movies like Brigadoon (which I just watched with a smile on my face the whole time and now I know I must own the cd of the soundtrack if I can find it) and the Sound of Music, and West Side Story, and Friendly Persuasion, and the Ten Commandments and Ben-Hur and Gone with the Wind, and Meet Me in St. Louis, and countless other classics that she herself loved as a girl that I can't not watch when they come on. This is just another reason I love my mother.
(is it wrong for me to have been watching tonight and thinking, "Damn Gene Kelley's got some ass on him in this movie"?)

7:03pm: I defy.....
anyone to tell me that getting out of a wonderfully warm shower all clean and squeaky after a sweaty day of cleaning house top to bottom, having the warm yummy good smell of dinner cooking waft up the stair when you open the curtain, applying calming baby powder and slipping into clean jammies with the knowledge that after devouring the fabulous dinner you will read some, maybe watch a movie, rest and relax and then slip your cleanly shaven legs into cold sheets for a much needed and wanted good nights sleep isn't the absolute cats meow.
Go ahead tell me I'm wrong.
:)

3:10pm: Check me out!

You Are Kermit

Hi, ho! Lovable and friendly, you get along well with everyone you know. You're a big thinker, and sometimes you over think life's problems. Don't worry - everyone know's it's not easy being green. Just remember, time's fun when you're having flies!

9:09am: This weekend
For some reason I feel the need to document my up coming travels so at least someone out there knows where I am (one of the perils of living alone, there's no one to wonder where you are if you don't come home one night).
Friday I managed to get the day off. I'll be going to Greg's service in Marion. I plan to do the whole after funeral thing if there is one, say hey to Ma' (if she's around, I'm beginning to feel passed up for this guy) and then head back to Haverhill for the night. Then Saturday I have plans to go to Plymouth for an evening of debauchery with my dear old friend Melanie. We will be haveing fun and then getting a room within walking distance. Sunday I will drag ass home and just be. So there you have it. Just thought I should tell someone :)

8:02pm: Thank you Seanie!
My house tonight in the dark. Does anyone see anything different??

10:09am: News
The word came this morning. Dear Greg has passed. Arrangements still coming.
Whatever you believe in, please wish him well.
For me: God bless you Greggie. May God guide you safely on your journey in the next world. I have asked Papa to help you along should you need it. But if I know you as I think I do, you will not need any help from anyone. Keep the music going until I get there to enjoy it with you and don't go laying in any weed and feed :)
Rest well and
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.

9:04am: Supah! Cool!
My dear friend at work, Carmen has once again done something so cool! A while back she said, "I know you are into this and my sister doesn't want it and I don't want it so you take it" The fifth Harry Potter (the British version in hard back too!)
A couple weeks ago she shows up with Harry six (American paperback but who cares?!)
And today....yup you guessed it. I now own a hardback copy of Harry 7. I'm psyched!! Now I just have to finish the Gregory Maguire book I'm in and I can get started with Harry 7 without worrying about ruining and taking too long with Miss Kris' copy.
Now I just have to get 1 through 4 and I'll have the whole set!!
Thank you Carmen!!