I hate thinking of blog tities. They’re so dumb! It’s not like I’m writing content I want to be searchable or anything. Sometimes I sit down in front of this thing, the cursor blinking impatiently in the title field, and I can’t think of anything so I don’t blog. How lame is that?
I am opposed to gift lists. I feel like if I love you, I know you well enough that I’m capable of buying you something you will like, without you having to place an order for it. I was ranting about this, however, when SB said something like, “I don’t think you’re that good of a gift giver for me. None of them ever blink or beep enough.” Well hmph.
Clark gives awesome open-mouthed slobbery kisses. But about one out of every 10 times he leans in all agape and drooly, he actually bites you instead. This makes it tough to know whether to allow it. I find myself flinching when my baby kisses me. For good reason. I am currently sporting a bloody cheek. He broke the skin this time.
We are all supposed to put a blue light in our windows to show support for law enforcement but NO ONE has any blue light bulbs.
I spent all day yesterday watching the memorial for the four police officers who were murdered 10 days ago. Oh my god, was it ever sad. SAD. The part that killed me the worst was at the end when they did this radio call thing. Whenever my sister stops by on her shift, her radio squawks the entire time. The sound of the dispatchers calling the officers is familiar to me. So when the dispatcher called each officer in turn, then said, “no response,” gahhhhhhhhhhh. Tearing up now thinking about it. After it was all over, my sister called me down to the station to take a photo of her and her unit in their dress uniforms. It felt nice to be able to do something.
I have blue light bulbs. I typically use them to softly light a dark room without causing discomfort to any light sleepers or to light a bathroom at night when guests are over.
I had this networking lunch thing yesterday where we had lunch in a bar that had the memorial service on the northwest cable news channel. I couldn’t focus on the event I was attending…just kept watching the service and tearing up. So, *SO* sad. Such a crazy senseless tragedy. Very cool that you did pictures for your sister and her unit.
I have been thinking of you and your sister a lot recently. It is such a profound and heartbreaking event in the history of our little neck of the woods and crazy to be so far away. For law enforcement and their families, well, I just can’t imagine. I am so glad you were able to do something and I am sure the officers really appreciated it.
Next up, photos of your wounded cheek? I can’t believe Clark broke skin! I hope you are okay!
I’m lucky in that I have blue LED snowflake lights in my window.
Blue is blue…
I am with you on the gift lists. I was ranting to Brian just yesterday since my mom has texted me FIVE TIMES this week asking for ideas….
What a wonderful thing you were able to do for the officers. I have 2 officers in my family so I know a tiny bit of the anxiety. Truly brave men and women!
devastating. truly. i haven’t been able to think straight about it. it filled the news here even for days. my heart broke for pierce county and the entire law enforcement family (which in my opinion includes their loved ones).
re: blog titles, never let that keep you from typing…i am cool with you typing “titleless” if you have too
wish lists are LAME…however, sometimes people surprise you with the stuff they want. just today at lunch Erik leaned across the table out of the blue and said he wanted pogo shoes for christmas…pogo shoes…wtf…what he wants and what he needs are often two different things. i am sure sb would agree…:)
Yay! Jenny you’re back!
I also hate lists. Making them for me or buying off of them for others. I get the sense in it.. but still! For Christmas? Christmas gifts are not about sense. However, I have married into a list-making family. We’ll see how long I can hold out.
I’m really excited about my gift for Matt this year… totally not on his list (he makes lists for EVERYthing, every possible eventuality!) but an “artistic commission” from a friend. He wants and needs all kinds of other things, but this will be something he never thought of, cause it didn’t exist. I love that.
Welcome back! And love, thanks, and prayers for your sister and all her colleagues.
Well, I have to say two very close long time friends send ‘gift suggestion’ lists for their children. One of them even lists pictures and where to purchase it. I LOVE IT! With my crazy life, and theirs, it makes it so, so much easier. So, I asked for one for each of them, and they obliged. I can pick something I want to give, off the list, and wah-lah. Besides, it’s the time I spend with them to exchange that is truly special, not the gift. That’s just a token. I feel if I’m going to spend the money, I’d like to get them what they want or can use. We have lots of love for each other – and so we make it easy on one another. Probably not a popular opinion, however, these two ladies hold a special place in my heart for what I consider THEIR thoughtfulness.
Ed: Are you putting one up in your window?
Melinda: It IS sad.
Noreen: I know, right? Not cool on the face, my boy.
Lisa: Good on you!
Jenny: THANK YOU.
Kelly: Yes. It boggles the mind. I thought I was over the anxiety. Wen she first became a cop I researched how rare it actually is for cops to die, and I felt better. Now we’ve had 5 in our area in the last couple of months.
hliv: That’s funny. You’re right!
emilie: Good for you on the gift thing!
Amy: I love that tradition.
Those are lucky ladies.