Monday, June 29, 2009
I am still freaked out about they money. I just realize I like it a lot better where I can see it (i.e., online savings account) than over my head! Haha. I know once everything is said and done, I'll be happy and stop stressing (I hope!).
So, anyway, I took several pictures during the inspection, so here they are along with commentary of what we're going to change, slowly but surely.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Anyway, I'm sure like many, I watched the special reports on Farrah and Michael last night, and something hit me during the ABC report on Farrah. They were interviewing Jaclyn Smith, and she began to cry as she spoke of her dear friend. She tried to hold it back and turned away from the camera. I noticed a similar thing during a recent Jon & Kate episode, where Kate began to get emotional over the impending split from Jon, and again, she tried to hold it together and turned away. I understand that crying is a very personal thing for most people, but why is it in our society than we try to hold it together in front of others? What is so wrong with letting that raw emotion out and being vulerable? Is it considered a sign of weakness?
I know I am guilty of the same thing. Example A: at our rehearsal dinner, I became very emotional while thanking my Uncle Steve for coming all the way from Utah. He is my dad's younger (not youngest) brother, and so much of him reminds me of my dad. They don't look exactly alike or even have all of the same mannerisms, but enough of it is there. I also think because he was only three years younger than my father, while my other uncle is 16 years younger and closer to my age than my dad's, I feel a more emotional connection to him in that way. So, anyway, I pretty much had a complete breakdown despite my best efforts to hold it in, turning away, and hiding behind a hankerchief someone (thank God) had on hand. And, I was a little embarassed... not terribly, but I mean this was an all out bawl fest. But really, who cares? No one else did. My dad couldn't be there for one of the most important days of my life, but my amazing uncle (and aunt and cousin :)) came all the way from Utah and truly filled some void. I am actually about to cry sitting here thinking about it. And, what would be so wrong with that?
Thursday, June 25, 2009
We have our inspection Saturday, and assuming all goes well, we will be homeowners (well, our bank will be... we'll just be in major debt) come July 20!
Monday, June 22, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
The viewing/wake was Monday and the Mass and burial were Tuesday. Everything went really well, and all of Memere's grandchildren in attendance played a role in her Mass. The boys were pall bearers, the girls did readings or provided the offertory, and I did the eulogy. Thirteen of her 14 grandchildren were able to be there, and it was so awesome to have almost everyone together.
I thought I'd share her obituary and the eulogy, so you have a little more insight as to how awesome she was. Some of you reading have met her (SB'01 girls - Memere cooked us dinner one night when we were spring breaking in Clearwater), so you probably understand her awesomeness. :)
DAUGHTER, SISTER, WIFE, MOTHER, AUNT, GRANDMOTHER, GREAT GRANDMOTHER, BUSINESS WOMAN, PHILANTHROPIST, PARISHIONER, NEIGHBOR, FRIEND…
MEMERE, AS HER GRANDCHILDREN AND GREAT GRANDCHILDREN CALLED HER, WAS MANY THINGS TO MANY PEOPLE.
SHE WAS CARING AND COMPASSIONATE, HUMBLE AND STRONG, GIVING OF HER TIME AND RESOURCES, LOYAL AND HONEST. THOSE WHO KNEW HER WELL KNOW SHE WASN’T ONE TO SUGAR COAT THINGS, AND THAT’S ONE OF THE MANY TRAITS I APPRECIATED ABOUT HER. THAT AND HER QUICK WIT BROUGHT US LAUGHS RIGHT UP UNTIL THE END. SHE TAUGHT US ALL MANY VALUES, ESPECIALLY THE GOLDEN RULE – DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU WOULD HAVE THEM DO UNTO YOU. SHE LIVED HER LIFE BY THIS SIMPLE SAYING.
ALTHOUGH IT’S EASY TO BE SAD THAT WE’VE LOST SUCH A DEAR PERSON TO ALL OF US, I KNOW MEMERE WOULD WANT US TO CELEBRATE HER LIFE AND REJOICE THAT SHE IS IN A BETTER PLACE, SMILING DOWN UPON ALL OF US WITH OUR OTHER LOVED ONES WHO PAVED HER ROAD TO HEAVEN.
SHE LIVED A WONDERFUL AND RICH ALMOST 82 YEARS. SHE WAS THE 7TH GIRL IN A ROW, BORN ON 7-7-27. CAN YOU GUESS WHAT HER LUCKY NUMBER WAS? SHE HAD A HUMBLE UPBRINGING AS ONE OF 14 CHILDREN IN A FRENCH CATHOLIC FAMILY IN NORTHERN MAINE AND WAS THE ONLY ONE IN HER FAMILY TO GRADUATE HIGH SCHOOL. SHORTLY AFTER, SHE MOVED TO HARTFORD, CT AND LEARNED ENGLISH. SHE MET MY GRANDFATHER WHILE WORKING AT A RESTAURANT CALLED THE CHICKEN COOP. THEY WENT ON TO BE MARRIED, HAD 5 CHILDREN – TOMMY, MICHAEL, EDDIE, MARGARET AND JIMMY, MOVED TO ST. PETERSBURG FOR A NEW OPPORTUNITY AND HAD ONE MORE CHILD, VALERIE.
WHEN MY GRANDFATHER PASSED AWAY IN 1972, MEMERE TOOK OVER THE FAMILY BUSINESS, THE TREASURE ISLAND FUN CENTER, AND RAN IT SUCCESSFULLY FOR ALMOST 30 YEARS WHILE RAISING A BEAUTIFUL FAMILY. SHE WAS A ROLE MODEL TO HER CHILDREN AND GRANDCHILDREN, SHOWING US ALL THE VALUES OF HARD WORK AND PERSEVERANCE.
BUT, SHE WASN’T ALL WORK AND NO PLAY. MEMERE LED A VERY BALANCED LIFE WITH AN ACTIVE SOCIAL SCHEDULE AND INVOLVEMENT WITH HER CHURCH AND PHILANTHROPIC ENDEAVORS, ESPECIALLY THE SOROPTOMIST CLUB.
SHE ENJOYED BOWLING, PLAYING CARDS, TRAVELING AND GOING OUT DANCING. FROM BOWLING AN ALMOST PERFECT GAME OF 9 STRAIGHT STRIKES TO A NORTHERN EUROPEAN CRUISE TO DANCING THE NIGHT AWAY AT THE YACHT CLUB, SHE TRULY LIVED LIFE TO ITS FULLEST. AND, I KNOW MANY OF HER GRANDCHILDREN WILL ALWAYS FONDLY REMEMBER HEATED GAMES OF QUEEN OF SPADES, AND HANGING AROUND WHILE SHE PLAYED CARDS WITH THE GIRLS, PATIENTLY WAITING FOR THE OLIVES FROM HER MARTINI.
SHE WAS EXTREMELY PROUD OF HER FAMILY. I KNOW THAT IN ADDITION TO HER CHILDREN, HER 14 GRANDCHILDREN – CHRIS, MYSELF, STEVE, JENNIFER, COREY, ERIC, DANIELLE, JACKY, KRISTINA, JAMIE, BRANDI, MARISSA, SABRINA AND LEAH AND HER 4 GREAT GRANDCHILDREN – COREYA, JAMES, KYLE, AND BRODY BROUGHT HER A LOT OF JOY.
THAT’S QUITE A LARGE FAMILY, AND IT IS COMPLETELY A TESTAMENT TO MEMERE AS OUR MATRIARCH THAT WE ARE ALL SO CLOSE KNIT. BEING SO CLOSE WITH MEMERE, MY AUNTS, UNCLES AND COUSINS WAS SOMETHING I USED TO TAKE FOR GRANTED… I JUST THOUGHT IT WAS THE NORM. AS I’VE GROWN OLDER, I REALIZE THAT NOT EVERY FAMILY HAS SUCH A BOND, AND I KNOW WE ALL OWE OURS TO THE EXAMPLE SHE SET. TO MY FAMILY, THE BEST WAY WE CAN HONOR MEMERE IS TO KEEP THAT BOND STRONG.
MEMERE WAS A WOMAN OF GOD, DEVOTED TO HER CATHOLIC FAITH. THERE ARE MANY BIBLE VERSES, WHICH I KNOW SHE TOOK COMFORT IN, THAT TELL US BY ACCEPTING JESUS AS OUR SAVIOR AND PLACING OUR TRUST AND FAITH IN HIM, WE WILL HAVE EVERLASTING LIFE. IF YOU WERE AT THE WAKE LAST NIGHT, YOU HEARD THE DEACON QUOTE FROM ST. PAUL’S SECOND LETTER TO THE CORINTHIANS. HIS LONGER VERSE ENCOMPASSES MY FAVORITE BIBLE VERSE, WHICH I HAD ALREADY PLANNED TO SHARE. I THINK IT CAN BE APPLIED TO ANY SITUATION, AND I BELIEVE IT IS A VERSE THAT MEMERE LIVED THROUGHOUT HER LIFE. IN HIS SECOND LETTER TO THE CORINTHIANS, CHAPTER 5, VERSE 7, ST. PAUL SAYS, “WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT.” WE CANNOT SEE GOD, BUT WE KNOW HE IS WITH US. WE CANNOT SEE HEAVEN, BUT WE HAVE FAITH THAT IT IS ALL AROUND US AND THAT MEMERE IS THERE. WE MOURN NOT FOR MEMERE, BUT FOR OUR LOSS. BUT, BECAUSE OF OUR FAITH, WE TAKE COMFORT THAT WE WILL BE REUNITED WITH THOSE WHO HAVE GONE BEFORE US TO HEAVEN, AND THAT UNTIL THEN, WE HAVE ONE MORE GUARDIAN ANGEL WATCHING OVER US.
Friday, June 12, 2009
My bub seating Memere and Gram at our wedding.Picture from an article in the Evening Independent in 1976. We don't look alike or anything, do we?
Thursday, June 4, 2009
We went to Florida for Memorial Weekend to attend my good friend, Allison's wedding (gorgeous) and visit with my family. Allison had an 11:00 am wedding in Orlando, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to go at all. But, we got to see the ceremony and we stayed at the reception long enough to eat (delicious food) and congratulate the newlyweds.
I can tell from pictures that we missed a good party, but we had to get on the road to St. Pete to visit with Memere before it got too late. I wasn't sure if I'd see Memere again, so that was definitely a tearful goodbye. Back story - the doctors have said that once Memere stops dialysis, she'll only live for a few days. And, she's over it. She's not improving like she should and although she still has good days, she absolutely dreads going to dialysis and it completely wipes her out. She developed emphysema, and she gets winded just walking from her bedroom back to the couch and is on oxygen for as long as she lives. Despite all that, it's still hard to believe she could be gone that quickly. Anyway, I will see her again in this life, because when she decides to stop going to dialysis, I am heading down there to be with her. I know it might seem morbid to some, but I want to be there when she leaves this world for a better place. I've always held a very minuscule grudge that I was not with my father when he passed away... I was babysitting across the street and my mom asked the family to make up an excuse to keep me there when they got home. She regrets that, too. In any case, I want to be by Memere's side. I just pray that everything is quick and painless and she just goes to sleep. Now, enough of the sad stuff! We also got to spend a lot of time with my other amazing grandmother, Gram. I seriously have the coolest Grandmothers ever. I could talk to Gram for hours and listen to stories of their travels (Gramps was a retired lieutenant colonel and they lived all over the US and world), of her childhood, and just her general beliefs.
On Sunday, we spent the day out on the boat with Matt's good friend, Jason. Although I caught the most fish of the day (Jason was a wonderful captain), Matt wins the award for the biggest. I also snagged a seagull and Matt snagged a pelican! Ha, that's what we get for casting into baitfish being chased by mackerel with birds diving in for some dinner, too!
Yes, that is an eyeball... of a fish. So, Matt lands the fish and it comes off the hook in the boat... we then notice that the fish is bleeding pretty good... and then I see that it's left eye socket is completely void of anything. And, this is what we found on the hook. I'm not sure if a fish can survive with one eye, but hopefully our friend is thriving.
We looked at some houses last weekend, and we may have found "the one." But, I don't want to jinx it yet. We haven't put in an offer, because Matt wants to go back and see it one more time, and he's gone until next weekend. It needs a little updating, but it's immaculate and 100% livable, as is. I'm meeting with our realtor tonight to look at a few houses we haven't seen yet, but really only one of them is promising. Plus, we've already redecorated "the one" in our heads. :)
I was in NY for work the last two days. I love it. I especially love Greenwich Village, SoHo, Chelsea and the West Village. That's a lot of neighborhoods, but I love that general area... so much quieter than Midtown and Downtown. We ate at one of Mario Batali's restuarants, Lupa. It was pretty good... didn't knock my socks off, but it was a good meal for the price! I had gnocchi for the very first time, and it was delish!
I'm "working from home" tomorrow and heading down to the burbs because one of my bestest friends, Kelly, is coming in town, and we're going to hang out with Jenn and play with Madelyn! Kelly doesn't even like babies, but she is so excited to meet her "niece"! I love it. Until next time...
P.S. I thought it was going to be short, but then I got going... haha!