New puppy!!!

For obvious reasons we have named the new puppy, "Pisser.
Mom and Dad picked him up at Marden's for $5.99. They bought him when they saw him at "Marden's." I told Mom that her new puppy can't continue to piss on the table. She told me to "lighten up."

Vacationland Update!

The flowering maple is in bloom.












My friend Carol's primrose are in bloom.










The big fish lives on.










I was concerned because when I got home he was a fish out of water.










A pool side view!









Mom painted us this great garden stone!










Mom and Dad made us this planter as well!









Dad said there was no need for a parade for their arrival in Carmel. We decorated the fence and marched up and down Michael Drive waiting for them to arrive.

Maine Special Olympics blog

Maine Special Olympics has entered the blogging world. Check it out under my "places of interest" at the right.

Days like today I would rather...

...be dancing on the beach with my friend Rita in these great $4.00 beach dresses we purchased earlier in the day.

Roses compliments of Uncle Frank!

My long term faithful blog readers know that Frank gave me the secret to great roses. Beer. As Frank says, "I wouldn't give them Heiniken or Corona, they will get used to it and want it all the time." I fed my roses left over fishin trip beer and they look better this year than most fishermen I know.

Splash!!!

What a great day for a pool party.

Mark got me a new floutation device called the "Nemo." One must have their sea legs or a couple of drinks to ride the big whale of a fish.

The big fish tried to eat Rita's leg, but she poked him in the eye and he backed off.

I know , I know!

I blog way too many pictures of my brown dog, but isn't she just so pretty!?!












She lives to keep an eye on these little rodents.

100 percent pure chocolate and the best dog in the world!!!

Bunch of stuff!

Annie was recently diagnosed with arthritis, but she still loves playing ball.










Planting has begun, finally.










Matt and Sid have dueling tracktors.










I attended a Special Olympic tennis training today and therefore made the family play tennis this evenings.









Balls were everywhere.









Annie was so excited!











This is the Japanese maple we planted in honor of Emily. It is doing so well.










Annuals abound!








An addition to the fleet.

Special Olympic summer games were as great as always. The guy on the left is my unified bocce partner from National games in Iowa. He is a member of the board of directors of S.O. of ME, a two time bronze medal winner, (much like myself), and all around great guy. The guy beside him graduated from UMF with my brother Jay and was Head of Deligation for National games.


This is a shot of closing ceremonies. This is called the circle of friendship, also referred to as the circle of hope. I think it is a bunch of atheletes who have busted their butts all weekend.








Award winners!!!









The last event of the weekend was the one mile run.











A proud olympian.








A gold medal one mile runner! He was also a member of Team Maine at National games in Iowa and is one of my all time favorite people.

I guess I'm just a mean girl?

Last week a former high school classmate of mine called me at work all giddy about our upcoming 30th reunion celebration in Limestone. I barely placed her name and can't picture her face. It has been 30 years, folks. I never would have thought about it the entire 2007 year, so I wasn't really pleased she called to point it out. The blessed event is scheduled for July 4,5,6 and her selling points included:

• Being on a float in a parade down Main St. Now as I recall, downtown Limestone is about 100 feet long, so I really wanted to know what was happening after that 10 minutes.


• A cook out at Trafton Lake. Now I know this is a man made lake cause I watched in being made in the 70's and therefore the fishing has got to really suck!


• Some dinner, some where. All she said about the dinner was "you can dress up or not." I'm particular about my dinners and whether to dress up or not. I like to know ahead of time.

I can't quite figure out how these events would take three days and can't imagine what one would do with spare time while vacationing in Limestone. Anyway, the call caused me to reflect on my high school days and really dig deep to find a reason to attend the reunion. When I attended good old Limestone High School, Loring Air Force Base was fully operational and like a mini city in the middle of a potato field. The school was a revolving door of Air Force brats who descented on Aroostook County like they were God's gift to the grand state of Maine. My particular favorites were the officers daughters who sneered "farmer" at you after they strutted by. The word "farmer" was usually said with so much hatred that they might as well have said, "scum, suckin pig." These are the same mean, down right nasty, girls who all knew my father was a teacher in this fine example of public education. They were the same ones who sneered "your father is a f_ _ kin asshole" each time they saw me in the bathroom while they were chewing gum and smoking something. All because Dad expected them to be to class on time, spit out the gum, and maybe learn something. If it wasn't for my family, a few select teachers and farmers, and good books to read I probably would have thrown myself in front of the nearest operating potato harvester. Oh yeah, the fact that we moved to Silver Lake each summer was a really big bonus. I can imagine how conversations would go at this reunion:

Former classmate: "So Susan, how many children do you have?"

Me: "None."

Former classmate: "Oh."

End of conversation.

So, all things considered, I will not be attending the reunion as I would rather be force fed live eel.

Let the games begin!!

The Special Olympic summer games are under way at UMO this weekend.

Many atheletes were already sporting medal winning bling-bling on Friday. I was an official for the bocce competition.

The campus is a buzz with activity.

I was going to go back to campus for opening ceremonies Friday night, but my body hurt and I was dog tired.

Matt and I decided it was time for cocktails by the pool.

It's always five o'clock somewhere. Barcardi Lymon and 7 UP with fresh lemon makes for a loverly, refreshing beverage.