Friday, September 26, 2008

War Dance

War Dance is an absolutely moving documentary and I encourage you to watch it. It follows the story of 3 children who have experienced unspeakable horrors in war ravage Northern Uganda. Through song and dance they escape the hopelessness which surrounds them. The film has received many awards and I really can't say enough about it. It's available at Netflix.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

This is getting ridiculous

I saw this at Ingrid's and I had to repost it. I think Wanda's got this one right.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008


That's Lisa and one of her classmates and...who's that dude in the middle hanging upside down?

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

It's a Beautiful Day in Neighborhood

I like to try to be a positive person. Otherwise I can get really down. There are too many things that can get you down so I try not to dwell there OR mark them with a post. Today though, I need to just say that credit card fraud, possibly identity theft, FUCKING SUCKS!!!!! The people who perpetrate these acts need to get a life. I'd like to say something along the lines of "I will hunt you down and kick your fucking ass." but that seems to be straying way too far from my mark of sunshine and happiness. So anyway, it's a hassle, a headache, and a pain in my ass but...I got this. And FUCK YOU!
(deep breath) Thank you. That felt good. I am feeling the love again.

Saturday, September 20, 2008


Former West OC restaurant worker killed in Afghanistan

By Nancy Powell
Associate Editor ––––––––––

Employees of a West Ocean City restaurant mourned the loss of a former co-worker on Monday as they attended funeral services in Pennsylva-nia for Pvt. Michael Dinterman, who was killed in Afghanistan.

Dinterman 18, originally from Littlestown, Pa., died Sept. 6 at Outpost Restrepo, Kunar Province in Afghanistan after taking enemy fire while on foot patrol. He was assigned to the 1st Battalion, 26th Infantry Regiment, 3rd Brigade Combat Team, 1st Infantry Division, Fort Hood, Texas.

“It was devastating to all of us,” said Tom Dickerson, owner of the Greene Turtle West, where Dinterman worked in the kitchen for more than eight months.

Dinterman graduated from Bowling Brook Preparatory School in Carroll County, Md., in 2006, and then attended Harrisburg Area Community College at its campus in Gettysburg, where he studied culinary arts. He then moved to Ocean Pines and lived with his cousin, Jesse Branson, the kitchen manager at the Greene Turtle West.

Dinterman had told his co-workers at the West Ocean City restaurant that he was enlisting in the Army.

“He was young and wanted to do something that was meaningful,” Dickerson said. “He was determined and happy with his decision.”

Dinterman joined the Army in January and six months later, was deployed to Af-ghanistan. He was expecting to serve with the Army in Afghanistan for 12 to 15 months, but he served just one month before he was killed by enemy fire.

According to the “Evening Sun” of Hanover, Pa., Dinterman was captivated by the Afghanistan’s mountainous landscape, which is much different from the one he knew in Pennsylvania.

The Evening Sun also reported that Dinterman hoped to become a ranger and join a SWAT team after his Army enlistment ended.

On his MySpace page on the Internet, Dinterman wrote, “Dream as if you’ll live forever. Live as if you’ll die today.” He could sometimes access the Internet from Afghanistan and his page indicates he logged in Sept. 2, just four days before his death.

On his Web site, he wrote,” I am 18 and currently stationed in Afghanistan. I’ll be here for a while. I am part of the U.S. Infantry; the best job known to man.”
Dinterman’s MySpace page now has messages from friends thanking him for his service to the country, telling him he’s an American hero and giving him their final goodbyes.

Dinterman’s funeral was held Monday in Hanover, Pa. He was posthumously given the rank Private First Class. He was also awarded the National Defense Service Medal, the Global War on Terrorism Medal and the Army Service Ribbon.

This young mans cousin is a friend of my son Michael's as well as myself. My heart really breaks for this family. I cry every time I read this article. This young man believed in what he was doing and his family is very proud of him.

My son will be home next week for good. Out of the service. Much sooner than we expected and thank goodness. I couldn't spare him a minute more.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

The Rare Home-Cooked Meal

This one is for Lisa who is longing for a home-cooked meal after only about 3 weeks.
Parmesan chicken, some asparagus and one of Lisa's favorites, something we like to call fried noodles. It's actually orecchiette pasta, cooked then fried with a pesto made of basil, Parmesan, orange zest, lemon zest, lime zest, almonds and olive oil.

Monday, September 15, 2008

An brief interval of relaxation

Days are flying by in busy-ness lately. I am always texting, checking myspace or facebook to communicate with the 3 older children and with my youngest I have to drive him somewhere to get an isolated moment with him. I try to encourage the kids in some direction or help them solve some life dilemma. I'm juggling the housework, office responsibilities, my studio stuff and now! my class.

What a treat it is when the annual Assateague Island camping trip rolls around. My class schedule made it pointless to actually set up camp and stay the night (booo) BUT I was still able to visit Saturday night and enjoy a near perfect day Sunday. Beautiful, beautiful and lots of laughing with really good friends.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Could you eat on $1 a day.

Back in the day I would sometimes eat on less than a dollar a day but I was very young. Like 18. Oodles of Noodles 3 for 99 cents. Sometimes just a bag of chips or a candy bar. Usually though it was a toss up wether to spend my .50 on a pack of Marlboro or a bag of chips. You can guess what won that toss up. Either way you can't get a pack of cigarettes for anywhere near 50 cents today and my spoiled ass most definitely could not get by on a bag of chips or a serving of Oodles of Noodles (though I would like to be the same size I was at 18,hmmm...).

Along comes this interesting blog. This couple has started a project to eat food on $1 a day to bring attention to the fact that more than 1 billion people live on less than $1 a day. You can check out the One Dollar Diet Project blog here. They are also raising money for Community Resource Center and The ONE Campaign. Pretty cool and brave of them IMO.

Wednesday, September 03, 2008

Papa's got a brand new bag!

Come here mama....and dig this crazy scene
He's not too fancy....but his line is pretty clean
He ain't no drag.
Papa's got a brand new bag

(of course that's the kid in it not the papa)

He got mad at me when I called it "a mid-life crisis". (Trust me, do not refer to it as such.)

He got it because he works hard and he wanted something. He does work hard. I agree. He most definitely deserves it.

I wonder what I will get for my mid-life crisis?

A swimming pool?

Right now all I have is a brand new hairdo that I guess I better get used to.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Keeping up

I'm just too busy to keep up with blogging right now. Johnny started back to school today. Lisa is doing fine in NYC. John is bidding his time until he can get some free time to go see her. I'm too busy to think. Tomorrow I will start my class and I just got a job to do a waterfall and most likely plenty more.

John and I spent about 3 weeks painting our very small living room brown so I could move in my new couch. John was doing it after work. I start and then he wants to do it his way and takes over. My house was torn apart for almost a month. I finally couldn't take it and we both just dug in and got it done. I am going to put a really colorful mosaic right behind that couch. I have it in my head.

This past weekned John's family was here for a birthday/lobster feast.

There were clams too...

and adorable little girls.

Oh yea and some champagne grapes. These 2 never miss an opportunity to pose.

In fact the other day after the shot of me on the couch I asked Johnny would he take a picture of his father and I together.
Exhibit A:

"Boring" he says. "What do you suggests?" says I. His friend Zack is always around somewhere so they demonstrated.
Exhibit B:

Maybe next time boys.
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