Collecting the dustballs

Now that is an "attention getting" title.

Actually, todays post is going to be like little dustballs. You know how they are just little pieces of dirt that collect together to form something bigger.

I have little tidbits of information that didn't mean much individually, but when we collect them all together -- now it's worth sitting down and writing about.

Last week has been busy....as usual. We've been hiring, trying to catch up, and Paul get better.

Last Wednesday was trivia night. Our whole team played and we trounced the competition with a first place victory. Our location has changed once again (because the last place closed down) and we are now playing at a seafood restaurant. Which means when you win a first place $50 gift certificate -- you know you are eating good again next week!



On Saturday night one of our favorite bands was playing at our usual hangout and we were going to meet up with our "Beatles" friends. Paul has been sick for about 3 weeks and still feeling under the weather, so we decided to lay low and stay home. I do have to say that it sure is nice having the whole house to ourselves. We made dinner together, watched something on Netflix, played a tournament in online poker, and then ended the evening tired, but very happy and rested.



Monday night we went to another place to go to on occasion and played their Monday night bingo. Note: this is not your grandmother's bingo game. They have funny games in between the bingo games and you can win extra boards for the last game. Paul played in "Name the State Capitals" and he smoked his competition. In fact, Paul only had to name one state capital and won the game!

I won the Stinko Bingo. Everyone stands up and they start calling numbers. If they call a number that you have on your bingo card -- you sit down. The object is to have the "bad" card and not get any numbers. It came down to three people: Paul, myself, and a guy at the table next to us. Paul dropped out and it was the other guy and myself and when they called B2 -- he lost! Another funny thing they do is when someone wins -- everyone in the bar crinkles up their bingo cards and throws them at the winner!



Ok, now that I've bored you with the boring stuff we did this past week -- it's time for me to get back to work. I need a productive day because my "social director" informed me this morning he wants to go midtown and get a pizza and play trivia tonight. Crazy guy!

Wordless Wednesday: The big 53

No news is..........no news

Well I'm sure everyone is just dying to find out the next chapter since that "mysterious" phone call from last week.

You know the one I'm talking about. The one about the adopted family, and grandmother's estate, and the half sisters from another life.

Well actually......we're dying to find out the next chapter as well!

We check the mailbox every day (my husband is worse than I am) and are eagerly waiting to hear what news this "mysterious" phone call will bring next.

So stay tuned........this might be fun!

Thoughts from a shower stall

I sure can get more "fresh" and "exciting" ideas when I am taking my shower first thing in the morning.

It never ceases to amaze me the blog topics I can think of, the travels I could take, the fun things I could do, or ways I can get more organized and on top of things. So it's always fun to jump out of the shower, get dressed, and then begin what I hope is a productive day.

Today I came up with a real genius of an idea. But I'm not ready to share it yet. I don't even want to give any hints -- but soon time will tell. (by the way I am not pregnant).

And I really need to go, because I just took a shower, got dressed, and am trying to begin what I hope is a productive day.

Blindsided

Well now that I've had at least 24 hours to digest yesterday's news, I am finally able to describe some of the feelings I am experiencing. I want to write them down now while they are still fresh in my mind.

Just a little background so you'll understand this post. My brother and I were adopted by my step-father when I was around 7 years old. At the time my biological father severed his parental rights and we never heard from him again. He only contacted me 1 time in 1977 and that was it. I found out about 10 years ago that he had passed away in 1998.

Yesterday's phone call to my mother from an attorney looking for me and my brother regarding the estate of a grandmother who recently passed and a long lost half sister looking for us -- I must admit really was a BIG surprise.

First of all, it looks like I might finally find some of the answers that I have been looking for now for about 10 years.

I guess the strangest part to me in all of this is the surreal feeling of having potentially another group of siblings. Do they want to meet us? Do they know about us? What can they tell us about what has happened the last 50 years?

It feels strange that I now feel somewhat detached from my REAL family -- like I have something going on that they are not a part of -- but yet they should be because they are my family.

It's hard to put all of this into words, mainly because I never expected to ever hear from that part of my old life. I figured that everyone had moved on just like we had and had their own lives to live.

But now, out of the blue, one phone call is changing all of that.

Where will it lead?

What is going to happen from here?

I don't have the answers, but I have to admit that it really has taken me by huge surprise! Another huge surprise was to find out that we had a grandmother who was still alive. Did she think about us? Did she want a relationship with us?

One thing I know for sure.....this is going to be an interesting journey.

One of the things on my wish list

I wish I had daughter-in-laws and grandchildren.

In that order preferably.

I love all my little "adopted" grandchildren, but I really would like some to have around to hug, snuggle, and spoil.

It would also be nice to have a daughter-in-law. It's lonely sometimes being the only girl in my household and I never get to see girl movies or do girl stuff because there is no one to share it with.....just guys.

Although I do have to say that I was blessed with a husband who likes to shop -- sometimes even more than me. So it's nice in those RARE moments I want to do some shopping to have his company.

But ohhhhhhhhh how I would love to have some little Cris and Aaron's running around the house and making some noise in this old quiet house.

Another walk down memory lane

Okay....I've just about cleaned up and have ready to print my gazillions of photos on my computer.

Just sharing some pics of the FABULOUS time we had in New Orleans back in February 2011.

P.S. Love that city!