As I've said many times in this blog this year, I've been writing in a journal for over a decade now. On the weekends, I've been posting on this blog some of the new things I've written in my journal, but in the middle of the week, I've actually been posting some old stuff from 1999. This is the year end wrap up I wrote about what was going on with the family, and so, this particular blog post is a trip down memory lane for them and me (with a bit of introspection and life philosophy thrown in for good measure). I don't usually share stuff about the family in my blog because it's personal, and it's kind of like looking at someone else's home movies; boring for people who aren't in the family (and maybe even boring for those who are!). By the same token, a little bit every now and then can be fun, especially for those who lived it, as we remember the times we spent together.
I spent a lot of time in my journal this
year getting down on myself, without seeming to solve any of my problems. I started out writing about new poems I’ve
written and the fun I have singing Karaoke (see my post linked here).
That’s followed by months and months of soul searching, not liking who I
am, but doing little to change myself (see my post linked here). Towards the end of the year, things picked up a little as I spent fewer
pages berating myself. I believe
self-esteem to be the key to solve the problems I have with myself. I’m 35, yet the future still stands before me
like a huge, scary monster… (see my blog post linked here)
But if I would only build confidence in
myself and my abilities, and really examine what I truly love, then the future
doesn’t have to be scary. In fact, it
could be pleasing, enjoyable, exciting, and I could be happy and content with
the life I lead, as long as I love myself and who I am. Right now the future looks scary and hard,
and a lot of work, but I should find that isn’t the case as the future becomes
the present or the past, and I come to realize I’ve achieved my desired goals. If I had it all to do over again, I probably
would have really enjoyed acting, I think, or singing, or writing, or
cartooning, or graphic arts of some kind…something in the arts. That’s where my passion lies. The one thing I have always consistently
loved to do was to write. That’s the
reason why I’ve filled two whole journals with writing in just a single year! Maybe I should be a writer already, or should
have become one a long time ago. But
here’s one thing to consider: These
journals show that I am a writer now, perhaps even a “real” writer
(whatever the hell that means!), and perhaps even a good writer; just not a published
writer.
And at the very end of the year, I finally
started laying the groundwork to get my nose fixed! My regular doctor referred me to an ear,
nose, and throat specialist, who scheduled me for a CAT scan and a
surgery. The CAT scan revealed my nose
to be a pussy, twisted mess! He believes
surgery will relieve my nasal suffering.
Thank the Lord!!! [It didn’t take]
Our big family camping trip that year close to Estes Park |
As with any year, several of the things we
did this year involved most, if not all, of the family, such as our big camping
trip this summer up at the putrid Olive Ridge campground by Estes Park (see my post linked here), or
attending a Rockies game with Scott and Terry and the gang from
ConferTech. Terry, Scott and I also went
through a lot of grief when we rented a U-Haul truck to move stuff from the Rose
Tea Room to Scott and Angie’s garage in a situation I’ve labeled “The U-Haul
Incident.” There were also the
opportunities throughout the rest of the year that allowed us to get together
for celebration. Most of them were fun,
like our trip to Anderson Farms this year to get Halloween pumpkins (we got
tons of great pictures of everybody!).
Brittany, Jessa, Brielle, and Mom |
In November, everybody in Kim’s and
Terry’s families got MAJOR colds and infections, plus Mom and I. I missed a week of work! I was kind of worried about Mom when her cold
became bronchitis!
I love Mom very much, and I’m glad she got
to go on several vacations this year. In
March, she went to Arizona with some friends Tom and Judy, who dropped her off
on their way through so Mom could spend some time with her sister Colleen and
Colleen’s family. She really cherished
her time with them! In June, Mom got to
go to Las Vegas with some of her friends from her bowling league. That particular vacation ended on a sour note
when Mom’s friend Marilyn booked them all in some sleazy, second-rate, seedy,
fleabag motel, and the two other women, Rose and Judy, changed hotels, which
upset Marilyn. To keep the peace, Mom
stayed at the sleazy dive with Marilyn, even though it scared and repulsed
her! Also, Mom’s cousin Margaret and
Margaret’s husband Greg stopped by for a weekend in June, and I know Mom was
happy to see them. Mom deserves some happiness,
and one of my favorite times with her this year was watching her go through her
packed Christmas stocking, and open the book I made of all my poetry, Of Mind and Emotion. I also got Mom a new microwave for Christmas,
a television for the kitchen on her birthday, which she moved to her bedroom,
and Mom bought herself a new VCR for the TV in the living room. I enjoyed ending the year with her as we had
a quiet millennium celebration with some homemade Bloody Marys.
Scott and Angie had a pretty busy
year. Scott wound up buying three
computers and I helped him finance two of them.
He keeps complimenting me on my emotional and thoughtful writing. He really flatters me and tells me he thinks
I’m very intelligent! Boy, what that
does for me! I think he really respects
me, and that leaves me feeling amazed and flabbergasted, and also, to be
truthful, undeserving of all that respect, as my low self-esteem rears its ugly
head. Perhaps that is why he finally
decided against pursuing that Amway pyramid business scam at the beginning of
the year: Because everybody warned him,
including myself and Terry (who really ripped into the guy who was trying to
induct Scott), and maybe Scott really values our opinions! Mom and I spent time with Scott and Angie
this year for Easter Egg decorating (where I took some horrible, horrible
pictures!) and for Christmas Eve. We
also attended several functions, including a father/daughter dance with Scott
and Brittany as part of an extended show at Loretta Heights College for the
dance academy Brittany is enrolled in.
Also, Angie’s Rose Tea Room on Grandview
was bought by new owners, who did quite a bit of restoration. Yet it is still not a money-maker for
them. That’s just too bad, because she
works so hard at decorating tables and making food and making it a pleasant
dining experience for those who enter her door!
As for Scott and Angie’s kids, I barely saw hide nor hair of Michael,
and I still wonder if he liked the George Forman Lean Mean Grillin’ Machine I
got him for Christmas last year.
I’m worried about Jason a little bit because
he’s into some things that I find to be negative indoctrinating influences from
the far left liberal media. Jason’s
fascination with the likes of Limp Bizkit, Kid Rock, Korn, violent video games,
and Buffy the Vampire Slayer have me bothered; in today’s culture, I get that
this onslaught of violence, sex, and antisocialism is nearly impossible to
resist, especially when you factor in the overwhelming influence of peer
pressure (see my post linked here).
Alex and Jason |
Alex does his own thing. The irony is that while most teens demand on
exercising their individuality and uniqueness, the fact of the matter is that
they actually end up conforming to a group, while the true individuals,
like Alex, are usually ostracized by their peers for being too different! Alex’s year actually started out really bad
when he was diagnosed with diabetes, poor kid (see my post linked here)!
Everybody showered him with attention and gifts, and he went with our
large group this year to the Boulder Dinner Theater to see Man of La Mancha. I really
enjoyed the plays of Greek and Roman mythologies that Alex’s class performed
this year, and when that class graduated from the sixth grade at a school
dinner, there wasn’t a dry eye to be found on the any of the students or the
teacher!
I’m really, really glad I got to spend
some time with Brittany this year.
She’ll be a teenager soon and will soon be into all the things teenagers
are into, as well she should! This last
summer, I spent some time with her and had fun reading aloud with her the first
eleven chapters of Charlie and the
Chocolate Factory; but alas, we never did finish the book and may not
finish it in the future either. I
sincerely doubt we will. I also remember
having a heart to heart with her about liberals and conservatives, in terms a
child could understand, so that she could really know why Scott didn’t like
certain people, like Barbara Streisand.
She really surprised me when she grasped the concepts and
understood. At her birthday, I read
aloud the poem I wrote her “You’re All That!”
I hope she liked it!
Jacob needs some real tough love, so that
his character will be strengthened and he can start learning how to survive as
an adult, and take pride in accomplishments, own his mistakes, and enjoy the
responsibility and respect he would earn from others and himself by being dependable. For Jacob to grow up, he needs to be taught,
and to understand mature concepts, including integrity, pride, and
self-sacrifice. Right now, Jacob tends
to act on impulse without thinking about or understanding the consequences for
his actions, but with persistence and a guiding hand, I believe that he could
achieve some serious insight.
Terry and I weren’t really getting along
at the beginning of the year. It wasn’t
until March when he asked if I would attend a hunting class with him that
things started getting better. I had a
blast in that hunting class, not because the class was something I desired, but
because of Terry. I think we became
friends again (see my post linked here). In April, I went with
Terry and family to the Denver Museum of Natural History for their prehistoric
exhibit for one of Heather’s school assignments. Terry and I found a subject worthy of
sarcasm: The Theory of Evolution (see my post linked here)! He also invited me to Pomona’s production of Guys and Dolls. I just love live theater!
In May, Terry, his father-in-law Dick, and
myself almost died in a traffic accident on Mother’s Day when we were headed
back to Dick’s house with some buckets of chicken for everyone. Some guy in a red convertible merged into
Terry’s lane without checking to see if Terry or anybody was already
there. Terry ended up swerving over
several lanes in an attempt to avoid him, and it’s a miracle nobody got hurt
when his car spun around facing traffic!
It was very scary! We celebrated
our birthday at the Spaghetti Factory and a jazz bar called Enoteca that nobody
really cared much for, except Terry, and maybe Brian Jewsbury. At the end of the year, I spent time with
Terry and family at Lakeside’s Nickel Day and also had Thanksgiving dinner with
them, besides our usual Friday night movies.
I love them, and that includes Darece, of course! She is so loving and has been so good for
Terry!
Shannon's daughter Lexie and Emily Rose at Lakeside |
Emily Rose is so sweet and cute and
adorable…until she gets angry, and then, watch out! Sweet Heather turned seventeen and caught a
mild case of the “Curse of the Teenage Attitude!” In years to come, she will look back on that
home with fondness. Right now, as a
teenager, she wants so desperately to assert her independence, and along with
that, some control over her own life, and to believe that the choices she makes
are the right choices. Even if they are
not, she needs to believe that they are.
She wants to be able to say, “I know what I’m doing,” without Terry and
Darece countering with a “No you don’t.”
Only in later years can she admit Terry and Darece were right, but not
now. That’s how the teenage game is
played, and how teenagers gain their independence. However flawed they may be, they cannot see
themselves that way, or they lose that independence. The solution is independence without flaws. Unfortunately, teenagers are too often not
thinking clearly about the choices they make, and usually make decisions about
their lives and future based on popularity and peer pressure. I know she will mature and see the error of
her teenage ways. I love Heather very
much, and for her birthday this year, I spent hours and hours on the computer
making her a homemade card. This was
also the year Heather got her first job, bagging groceries at King Soopers, and
she also learned to drive. These are the
two things that offer teens their first real taste of independence: Money and wheels.
Now, I didn’t really do a whole lot with
Kim and her family until the Summer, when the girls had their birthday parties
and Jessa graduated from pre-K. Jessa’s
grandpa Ron rented pony rides for Jessa’s birthday and everyone had fun,
although we had to coax Emily Rose for an hour.
Once we finally got her on a pony, we couldn’t get her off!
Pony Rides! First, Jessa and Troy, then Brielle with Kim and Troy, then Emily and Terry. |
Troy spent time this year renovating his
basement, the same thing Scott was doing out of absolute necessity! In September, Mom, Kim, and I had fun when we
went bowling together, and we also had a picnic at the spot in the mountains
above Central City where we had spread Dad’s ashes.
Troy and Kim with Brielle and Jessa, Mom and me. |
I also had a lot of fun for Troy and Kim’s
double birthday celebration at the Chop House and Sing Sing, but not as much
fun later when we went to that overcrowded Polyesters. Towards the end of the year, Kim was starting
to get depressed about work and began a project of doing Memory Album pages for
Angie and Darece for Christmas that Kim said was good therapy for her. You’d know I couldn’t refuse when she asked
for my help, even though I was trying to complete my poetry book. I love to picture crop. Kim was also depressed about her eyes,
because her doctor told her she has a condition called Myopic Degeneration,
which could eventually lead to blindness (hopefully in the far, far future, if
ever). I told Kim not to give up hope,
and pointed out that the technology that saved Jessa’s life when she was born
with twisted intestines didn’t exist 20 years ago.
For the most part, Jessa and Brielle seem
to be developing rather normally, and I’ll credit Troy and Kim’s parenting.
Now for the in-laws and neighbors:
Angie’s sister Jenny had her baby
Isabella.
Darece’s sister Donnell had a nightmare of
a year. Her daughter Stephanie started
seeing some guy named Andy, but her other daughter Shannon showed up in
November wanting her children back. Donnell’s
ex-husband Robby caused trouble for Donnell in August when he broke into the
Tea Room and trashed the place, stealing money from the register. He was caught and sentenced to jail.
I like both of Darece’s sisters, Dana and
Donnell. I find Dana’s daughter Amber to
be a very loving person, and I think her husband Brian is cool. I find myself admiring him and his
talents. I can see he has some of the
same passions that I do, including music and theater, and with real talent
himself; all this, plus he’s a devoted man of God. I only wish I could sing like he can.
Brian and Amber |
Then there was Troy’s parents Ron and
Lonne who divorced, which has been really hard on Troy.
As for the neighbors, Virginia Smith
suffered from some form of stroke, the Geiskiengs moved out and some guy named
Norm moved in, and Arlene’s daughter Jolene had a baby boy named Devon.
Another year gone by in a continuing
family soap opera – These are the Days of Our Lives…