Saturday, July 26, 2008


I love it. It means I don't have to worry about watering, but the down side is the weeds. I don't intend to get rid of them before I leave for PA. Unless Marty and Sue weed while I'm gone, I'll have a monumental task in September. I have so much to do to get ready for my trip to my 50th high school reunion, but I seem frozen with things whirling through my head and lists to be made. I talked to cousin Bernie Thursday and he is anxious for my visit. I talked to Diane the same night and I warn everyone that I have a DOG. It doesn't seem to phase anyone. Bernie could only talk about our cousin Bill Grebosky and how he was going to come meet me. I am thrilled. The Grebosky side of the family is mystery and intrigue to me. Last year when I was there, it was for genaology purposes and I didn't accomplish as much as I wanted. I did stir up a few people. I'm in charge of setting up a meeting of the Schultz and Petricini cousins, so I'd better get in gear.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Really Great Weekend

I honestly don't know why I have two blogs; however, this one has been sorely neglected. Marty and Sue and I had a wonderful time on the lake this weekend.

Sunday the skyscapes were magnificent, but we neglected to bring a camera. And then, while we were exploring coves and canyons, we found some young people who were extreme mountain-biking off of the cliffs. It was quite a treat, and then they gave up because they ran out of memory in their camera, and we felt like we needed to explore some other places. Susie took a picture with her cell phone, and we do know where that spot is. I guess what we thought we were doing was going back to "Burgers & Buns." I think Marty was hungry. We all had fun driving the boat, but ended up at Lost Canyon playing in the water and telling lies.

Saturday, Annette cut Sue's hair while Marty and I sat in the bar and talked to Eddie and Mo. The happenings with the water board are very interesting, and Eddie agrees with all my theories. I'm so glad that is behind me: what an education. Mo and Eddie confirmed that Patch Roses' brain cancer is back. I feel so bad for him; he is so young.

Then we went to The Club for dinner and Mariah Heschler ran into me in the lobby and had to tell me about everything. She has three wonderful boys. She is the size of a peanut and her husband is a giant. She is teaching south of Las Cruces where she lives and had a huge camera around her neck that could have knocked her over. Plus, it was her 10th class reunion and she wanted me to come. Sarah Stagner was in that class and she came by our table telling us about her American Idol try-out. We all ordered Fish & Chips and it was very good.

Well, today it's Monday and it's another round of wonderful living. Thank you, God.

Sunday, July 6, 2008

I LOVE this blogging thing. I'm learning so much when I take the time to get into it. I just finished reading a cute book by Fern Michaels that I think I read before, but it has consumed my whole day. I've had ants on my kitchen counter for the past two days, but I sprinkled it with Comet and I think they're gone. They were even in my hot pad shelf: stupid ants, there's nothing to eat there. I've been looking at other people's blogs to know how to do mine. It seems most people use it for an outlet for their business, only on a more personal scale and talk about their lives and families. I guess this has replaced scrubbing floors from when I was raising kids. This a really cool picture of "Squawk" our ballooning friends special shapes balloon taken at the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta about 2003. My husband and I sponsored these ballooners at our Elephant Butte Regatta for 10 years and all of our family got to ride in their balloons. What a great time!

Saturday, July 5, 2008

How My Blog Got Its Name

I guess I would probably scare off any readers if I called myself "kapusta" mama. It's really hard to think up cool names when you're posting in cyberspace, so I decided to use the translation of my childhood nickname Kapusta which means cabbage in Polish. I feel like Paul Harvey and the Rest of the Story. Then I chose the green color to represent shiny, new cabbage heads, since this is a new experience for me. And one that I'm having a lot of fun learning. I must leave off from this frivolity to read a story that a young lady is allowing me to look at. She's visiting her mom from out of state and fancys herself as a writer. Who am I to judge? But you know old English teachers never die, they just go on to read everyone else's work. Ciao, for now!