the house is still quiet so I will post about this too. My friend Dawn brought this to my attention and I can't believe the controversay over it. The new
Starbucks ad. Starbucks has pulled the ad. Obviously people are saying this ad is mimicing the WTC attack. Because there are 2 cups and a dragonfly zooming around (supposedly a representation of the twin towers with a plane flying into them). I didn't see the ad at first and the way it was described with those words made me wonder but I was still sure that nobody would go there especially not when they were trying to sell something. After seeing the ad I cannot see where people are getting that. Those look like starbucks cups not twin towers and yes there is a dragonfly in it but there are also butterflies and grass so the dragonfly fits the concept of the ad IMO. When I look at this ad I get the feeling of a cool drink on a hot summer day. I think that 9/11 was one of the worst days in American history but we cannot be this hyper sensitive about it. Are we never going to be able to see two of the same object sitting side by side again? Equating a dragonfly with an airplane? Maybe it is just me but I think this is going overboard. Seriously those look like cups to me maybe if they were tall slender cups but just regular cups? I am open to opinions on this one but for now I don't get the reasoning.
I am up indecently early this morning. I am tired and should go back to sleep but I think I will just lay there tossing and turning so I stay up. I am listening to MP3's from
Steve Burns - Songs for Dustmites. In case you don't know who he is that is Steve from Blue's Clues. I always have adored him and I was so sad when he left Blue's Clues, yes I admit it, I cried when his character left for college. What a dork I am. Anyway he has moved on and so must I. I like his music and the weekly affirmations are just wonderful. I have always thought I had nice ears, it was nice that he affirmed that for me; and I had to crack up when he looked at me and said "Wow, you look great today." considering I am sitting here still in my jammies, hair uncombed and wild. I Love you even more now Steve. I seriously do love the humor on his page and his view of himself as more than that adorable guy who made my child giggle and feel smart. I hope only the best for him in the future and hope he knows what a wonderful contribution he has made to the lives of many children. Oh and one final thought. Joe will never fill the gaping hole left when Steve went to college.
ok one more little tidbit Who knew Steve had muscles?
I always knew he was a hottie :)
We got the car! The one I wrote about yesterday. It's a Lincoln continental. We got a great great great deal on it. It is certainly not a minivan but I was in love with it from the moment I saw the ad. I will post pictures when I can. I seriously love it. It is dark green with tan leather interior. It has a sun roof and power everything.
I feel the car was meant for me. It has been listed for over a week. The first day it was listed a man called, the guy went and met him. The guy said he wanted it but needed to get financing in place. He strung the owner on for a week. Yesterday I saw the ad for it and called. They still had it but there was a guy there looking right then. I left my name and number in case he didn't take it. The owner called me back and said the guy really liked it but wanted to take it home to see if his wife was comfortable in it. (she had back problems) So he would call me back if he decided not to take it. I didn't hear anything from him yesterday so I figured it was gone. I looked at the ads today and Bryan and I were on our way out the door to look at a couple mini vans. As we are leaving I see the ad and ask Bryan to just call and make sure the car sold. He called and it hadn't. I was confused as to why they didn't call me back but decided not to mention I had talked to them yesterday. We drove the Windstar first and It had the funky seatbelts too. They don't have any give they lock so you can't even lean forward. I really hated that but the windstar was nice and a great deal. So then we go to look at the lincoln. We pull up and it is beautiful. We look it over and it is perfect. We introduced ourselves and when I said my name was Kelly the man says "Did you call yesterday by any chance?" I said yes I had. He was so happy it was me. They lost my number and had been searching all day for it. He even went through his trash trying to find it. Bryan test drove it while I stayed there because I didn't want to move the carseat around. When he came back he was in love with it so we bought it on the spot. We brought it home and Michael loves it too. Can you tell I am just a little excited? I will go tomorrow to get it emissions tested and liscenced. I am so excited. I really do love the car.
I talked to Aunt Pat tonight. She sounds fabulous of course but admitted that yesterday knocked her on her butt and really wore her out. In typical fashion she is more worried about everyone else that she is about herself. She called me to see how my Dad was doing. She is worried because he cried yesterday when they got the news and she has never seen him cry before. I have only seen him cry once and that was when I told him his Mother had passed away. it was a brief cry and then he was under control for everything else. We found out who the squealer was and it really wasn't a squealer at all. It was My cousin, her older son. For some unexplainable reason nobody bothered to fill him in on all the details so he started hearing things around and so Monday he finally asked her what was going on and told her that she had heard she had 6 weeks to 6 months to live. She told him that was news to her and then she discussed it with Carlton. This situation I can totally understand and I cannot fathom why members of my family would not tell him what is going on. He had a stroke when he was a baby but he is very high functioning and more than capable of being trusted with that information. So they didn't tell him but they did tell the rest of the damn small town they live in. Well of course he is going to hear shit. I still don't get this, He lives with her for crying out loud. I am sad they both had to hear it how they did. I am of course no longer angry with the teller and I totally understand her protecting him. I am praying for a miracle.
Yesterday was the day. My Aunt Pat went back to the Dr to find out her prognosis. Her tumor is fast growing. With radiation and Chemotherapy they are giving her a 50% chance of living 9 months to 2 years. I had sort of put this out of my mind in the past week but this brought it all home. I cannot imagine losing her. I am trying to focus on the fact that she has a 50% chance of living longer than that. She is a strong woman, bouncing back from surgery like she did I am hoping that is a sign of the future. Sadly some ashole called and told her Monday night what we had all been working hard to keep from her. She won't say who the caller was but I am quite sure it is someone Aunt loon told or put up to calling her. How fucking cruel. She got off the phone and asked Carlton if he had been keeping something from her. Then she went on to tell him that she had just been told she had 6 weeks to 6 months to live. That is what they said she had if she doesn't take the chemo and radiation. Then she asked how he could keep something like that from her. He went on to explain that it was not the whole picture. That A) that was just the guess without all the test results in and B) That was if she did no lifesaving measures. What kind of selfish bastard would have such a God complex to have to be the one to tell her that? Everyone knew that we were to keep that information to ourselves until the meeting with the Dr yesterday. Why would someone feel the need to tell her news like that over the phone? Hell they didn't even do it in person so that they could make sure she took the news ok. Aunt Pat won't say who it was but I have a feeling that if we do find out they will be lucky if they can speak ever again. there are several of us in line to let them have it. I woke up this morning with this feeling of dread and forboding. It was odd in that few seconds before being fully awake when I knew something was wrong but not quite what it was. Then boom it hit me. She is going to be leaving my life much sooner than she should be. Then I turn on the TV to hear that
Jack Buck passed away last night. The voice of St Louis Baseball will be greatly missed. His voice was such a part of my childhood. I have never been a big sports fan but my Mother was so all my life I have heard Jack Buck calling the games. All this death is not making for a happy day.
it's time to get ready for Water Aerobics, maybe that will help clear my mind.
Did I mention I hate car shopping? Looking through the local ads this morning I came upon a great deal on a great car for us. Story of my life I was minutes too late. There was someone there looking at it right then. I am so sad. It would have been perfect. The owner called me back and said the man drove it around for about 20 minutes, came back and said he really liked it. Then asked to take it home so his wife could sit in it. she has back problems and he needed to make sure the seat was comfortable for her. Of course it will be, but I am still holding on to this glimmer of hope that she will find it horrendously uncomfortable. Does that make me a bad person? To wish someone else uncomfprtable so I can get the good deal for myself? This car is even in the same town as I live in. I suppose it is silly of me to have my heart set on a car I haven't even seen yet. I mean seriously the leather seats could just be ripped up or the paint flaking and peeling even if the ad stated it's in excellent condition. Hey maybe it is hot pink or purple or some other such hideous color. OK so maybe that is just what I am telling myself to keep from being seriously eaten by jealousy and disappointment. I think if the other person takes this car then I am just going to look daily and see if another good deal comes along. Still keeping my fingers crossed on this one though so if by some odd chance anyone is actually reading this please send me some positive 'get the great deal' vibes :)
What a day. We went car shopping. I got in my mind a minivan might be nice. I really don't think mini vans are comfortable and dealing with cheesy car salesmen had me exhausted. I am so torn. I really really love my car. I wish there was some way to work out my keeping it. My childrens safety absolutely comes first though. So I have ruled out Dodge Caravans. they make me feel claustrophobic. They obviously aren't built to house fat chicks. I really am torn. A minivan is an excellent idea for our family. It allows room for the boys to take friends with them and for us to haul stuff. It provides more room wich is a nice thing. What I really want though is another luxury car. I am so spoiled by my Cadi. I love the roomy ride and I feel safe riding in it. I don't get that same safe feeling in most minivans. I need to look into some other minivans I suppose. I think I might like a mercury. I really want a luxury minivan. Do they actually make those? A better question would be do they make those in my price range? I will hit the ads again and see if anything sparks my interest. Another decision to make is to buy from a dealer or private party. A private party is going to give us a better price. The dealer offers a little security that if it is a lemon they will be responsible. then again I saw so many today with no warranty. That makes me wonder if they offer no warranty then if it breaks down as you drive it off the lot are they responsible? I need to find that out but not sure where I would find that info. I am not enjoying this process at all.
I thought of another area I really need to work on. Maintaining friendships IRL. I seem to let my IRL friends just slip away. I make little effort to call them. I am not sure why. I like my friends. I like having friends. I am not sure if I just don't find myself worthy enough or what it is but I seem to sabotage my friendships. I made efforts today. I have been wanting to get in touch with my friend Elizabeth but I lost her phone number and she is unlisted. I tried several different numbers tonight that I thought might be hers with no luck. I finally looked in my address book as a long shot. I did not have her phone number in there but I did have her address so I sat down right then and wrote her a short letter saying I missed her and explained why I hadn't called her. I am a little aprehensive as to why she hasn't called me in several months but I figured the note would be the first step and if she didn't call me back then I know I did something she didn't like. I also callled my friend Vickie this evening. She is so great about keeping in touch, She has kept the friendship alive. I will try harder to do the same. I have other friends that I have grown apart from but I am debating at this point whether I want to make that effort. I do definitely want to get back in touch with my friend Linda, she is such a wonderful sweet person, I have allowed us to grow apart by not keeping up my part of the relationship. Work work work. I need to work on the house tomorrow. I did water aerobics today and will Wed and Friday too.
