Little Boys and Their Toys

Tonight was the Pine Wood Derby for our Cub Scout troops. Mike was a judge and said you couldn't go to a race without the proper attire. So with his Mark Martin shirt, his "Go Daddy" coat and his Kobalt Tools hat off we go. We also took his 41 year old PineWood derby car and Dave's car. Brandon's car is nailed in his shadow box so it got to stay home.

Talk about nerve racking. Some of those cars ran so close together it was very hard to tell who won the heats. After all the real kid's cars had all run, I asked the guy who owned the track if we could run my cars. This guy had all these fancy cars in metal boxes for the boys to look at. I was kind of embarassed to take our family's plain cars up there but did it anyway. Mikes car is about 41 years old (circa 1968 we think). When he saw this very plain old car, he was very excited and offered to BUY IT. I was flabbergasted. He said he had been looking at DI and every where for some to show the kids the older styles. You should have seen the look on his face when I said we had another one at home just like it.

So to make a long story short, we declined the offer to sell them but said we would let him borrow them if he wanted. I thought it might be fun for each of my boys to have one of their Dads cars along with theirs to shoe their kids. Maybe someday we can be a three generation PineWood Derby car family.

It's kind of funny how (when you are an orphan) how much family and generational stuff means. I am so greatful to our Moms who saved silly stuff like our report cards etc.. that will be fun to show our grandkids some day. I will even be able to explain to them what wonderful people their Great Grandparents were and how lucky we were to have them. It pleases me to think that somewhere in the spirit world, maybe even now, they are guiding and helping each other while we down here desperately miss one generation while waiting patiently for the next generation to bless us with their presence.

This is my blog and these are my feelingss

So it has come to my attention that some one has taken offense to a comment I posted on my blog yesterday. I never intentionally set out to hurt anyones feelings but the fact of the matter is this is my blog and these are my thoughts and feelings. The sad thing about the events of yesterday is someone made that same comment when I commented on a post she had made.

I am terribly sorry that someone has taken offense to my comments. I wasnt even thinking about her when I made the comment that she found offensive. So life will go on and I will continue to act in a manner that ultimately means "do no harm" and if anyone takes offense but chooses not to talk to me about it, then I guess that is something they will have to deal with on their own.

Life is Great

I have been reading my oldest son's blog. I have to admit he has a real way with words. My goal for this year is to be more consistent in updating my blog. I am home today (day two of sick leave) with the flu. I am feeling better but have had the most awful hiccups all afternoon. Add that to a sore throat and not being able to catch my breath and I have been pretty much miserable.

So Brandon and Becca have celebrated their 1st anniversary. They seem content. Things are not perfect but they seem to have open communication (with each other--not their parents, which is how it should be). I am so happy that they seem to be resolving things and getting on with life.

Dave has been dating a very nice girl for about 4 months now. She has a very positive attitude and is working on her schooling. I am sitting quietly (very hard for me) and watching how this relationship develops. Dave seems to be doing well at work also. It is reassuring to see positive things finally happening for this kid. He will probably always struggle with certain aspects of his life. but he deserves good things. He has the biggest heart and the most giving nature and is growing up so well.