I just want to make it clear, since apparently there seems to be some confusion, and every day attempts.
Using a website like Anonymizeme, doesn’t make you anonymous. It makes you look ridiculous for trying to hide.
Last year, Kyle Busch dominated at Martinsville Speedway and swept the weekend with wins in both the Camping World Truck Series and the Monster Energy Cup Series. This year, he led 274 laps but came up short on the final lap. The win went to Brad Keselowski (PUKE!), who scored his very first Matinsville Grandfather clock.
What do you guys think about Ryan Blaney? I didn’t expect that kid to do so well this year, since it’s his first year as a full time Cup driver, but he’s sure proved me wrong. That kid can drive. He’s aggressive enough to get the nose of his car where he wants it, but not aggressive enough to make the win. In time, kid. In time.
And since we’re talking about rookies, how about Erik Jones? What ya think of him? He drove for Kyle Busch, so he has definitely learned from watching him. I expect to see this kid in victory lane before long.
Martin Truex Jr has had an amazing couple of years. That guy has definitely got some win coming his way. Hopefully!
Kyle Busch has come up from P10 to P6 in the standing. Great news! Always moving forward.
On to Texas…..
Whoa! It’s the end of March and I just realized I haven’t written anything this entire month. Oops!
Auto Club Speedway…
My Mom and her boyfriend came into town for six days, and during that time, we played around at Auto Club Speedway, inside the garages and the pits.
SS had to pee while we were walking around the garage area, and ended up peeing with Elliot Sadler, Erik Jones, Joey Logano, and Chad Knaus. So, in case you ever wanted to know, the bathroom in the garage area is the place to hang out…LOL!
Mom got to meet her most favorite driver ever - Elliot Sadler
My Mom was in heaven during these two days of racing. She got signatures from eleven drivers, one Crew Chief, and one team owner. The weather was beautiful, so that made it even better.
SS got to play on the track before the race…
…then we stood in front of Driver Introductions, and got this great photo of the driver who swept the whole weekend - Kyle Larson!
Full panaramic photo from our seats…
Such an amazing weekend. On to Martinsville…
Have you heard of this show? Do you watch it? If you haven’t heard of it, or have but just haven’t watched it, you need to drop everything you’re doing after the kids go to bed tonight, and watch the first episode. I promise you won’t want to stop. It will have you hooked like no show ever has. It tugs at heart strings, and hits nerves that vibrate down to the very core of who we are as human beings. There hasn’t been one single episode that I haven’t been able to relate to in some form or another. Simply put, it’s amazing!
I had seen a few friends posting about how emotional an episode was one night, and another posting about how connected they were to the characters. It peeked my interest, so I went ahead and watched the first episode one day while SS was at work. I couldn’t believe the number of times I cried during those 45 minutes. When SS got home that night, I mentioned it to him and within a few minutes, we had it on the tv. And yes, SS cried a bunch.
The crying isn’t always because it’s sad. They’ve done an amazing job with telling a story and creating a feeling that the person watching is somehow engaged with this family. As if they were their own. It’s personal. I catch myself smiling a ridiculously large grin when something great happens, while almost simultaneously crying because something bad happens to someone else. It’s a crazy mix of feelings and emotions that you’re thrown into episode after episode, but it keeps me coming back for more.
A new episode airs tonight on NBC. We can’t wait!
If you watch, which character do you relate the most to?
I’ve written about change so many times, it’s hard to count. However, since this program keeps track for me, the number is eleven.
Another big change has made its way through our home, and although SS and I are not thrilled about it, I can tell you that the feeling of wanting to kill myself every morning, has gone away. I finally sleep peacefully at night. And that in itself, makes me happy.
When I decided to go back to school, it was because I was in a job I no longer enjoyed and wanted something different out of life. I set out in search of something that made me happy. Something that would make me feel like I’d finally made it in life. I went back to work knowing that it would be temporary and I’d be able to leave on my terms. Then school closed and I suddenly felt like my option to leave was gone. The feelings I was having, were not what I wanted from my future. The crying, the anxiety, the overwhelming feeling of not being good enough for them, just got to be too much, so I walked away.
With the exception of money trouble now that I don’t have a job, I’m so much happier and don’t regret walking away. I’m sure my bosses were not happy with me, and probably would like to yell and say a few words to me, but they too will move on, and we will all be better people for it.
The struggle to find a new job will be stressful, I have no doubt, but I will make it through this, just as I have made it through other things.
Change. It’s just part of life.
Who's older? SS
Who was interested first? Him
More sarcastic? SS for SURE!
Who makes the most mess? I think he does, but he would probably say I do.
Who has more tattoos? SS
Better singer? I suck at singing, so I’m gonna go with him.
Hogs the remote? Always him
Better driver? Hmm. Since he’s a ‘professional car parker’, and I’m ‘MsNscr’, I think neither of us will give up this category to the other.
Spends the most? Him.
Smarter? When we play Jeopardy! every might, it’s about even.
Most common sense? Hmm. I’d like to say me.
What are your middle names? A*** and M******
Whose siblings do you see the most? His.
Do you have any children together? Nope.
Did you go to the same school? Yes, but we didn’t know each other.
Who is the most sensitive? Me.
Where do you eat out most as a couple? Sushi or Burgers
Where is the furthest you two have traveled? Hawaii
Who has the craziest exes? I don’t know his exes, so not sure I can fairly answer this question. But for the time being, I’ll say me because he knows two of my exes, and they’re pretty crazy. ;-)
Who has the worst temper? Him
Who does the cooking? Both of us. We take turns and help each other cook. Never does one do it all. Is that weird?
Who is more social? Him for SURE!
Who is the neat freak? More me than him, but he has a little bit in him.
Who is the most stubborn? Him
Who hogs the bed? Me
Who wakes up earlier? Me
Where was your first date? Mexican Restaurant
Who has the bigger family? I think it’s about even.
Do you get flowers often? No. Only once in three years.
Who does the laundry? Me, but he always puts his own clothes away.
Who's better with the computers? Me
Who drives when you are together? Him
Who picks where you go to dinner? We run through everything and usually pick together. I’ve figured out I can get something from just about anywhere. That’s how I learned to like Sushi. ;-)
Who wears the pants in the relationship? Him
Who eats more sweets? I didn’t used to eat sweets much, but since living with SS, there’s always cookies or dishes of candies around. So I guess our sweet consumption is about even.
“Marriage is harder than parenting. We have this inept and unconditional love for our children that is just there. Marriage is work. You must reinvent and change as time and life changes you, and you must do it together as one. Really, it’s a very long three-legged race on a rocky trail. Marriage is compromises beyond your imagination. Marriage is forgiveness ahead of pride. Marriage is humbeling. Marriage is a beautiful privelage and should not be taken lightly. Be honest with yourself before taking the leap. Its not a leap of faith…this is a concious choice. There should be no doubt, no uncertainties, no banking on potential. Marriage is part of who you are. It’s a sum of two people. You should move, act, and behave as one. Marriage should be the most unselfish thing you do, besides being a parent.”
This quote came from a blog post of a friend. It speaks volumes to what I’ve been feeling lately.
Over a week ago, The Ex and I signed the final divorce papers that will officially end our marriage. It’s been a very long ten years waiting for this moment, but it’s finally here. The papers have been sent off to the judge for signature, so in six to eight weeks, we’ll get them back and be officially divorced. It’s the greatest feeling ever.
So why do I feel so afraid? Why do I suddenly feel vulnerable and naked?
The first person I dated after The Ex and I split up, was Jeffy. No matter how many years we spent together, and how close we got, there was always a safe barrier that stood between us. It was my marriage. I was still legally married in the eyes of the law, so knew that our relationship could never turn into anything more concrete. I felt that same sense of safety from that barrier once SS and I started dating. Now that my barrier is gone, I feel a little scared. I feel that I don’t have anything holding me back anymore, and the thought of possibly getting married again some day, scares me.
SS and I have been together for three years now. In those three years, we’ve moved in together, taken vacations with each others families, contributed to each others children, and created a life intertwinded with each other. It’s a life we have created together, through a rollercoaster of emotions, both good and bad.
Unquestionable love. Compromise. Forgiveness. Unselfishness. All the things of which a marriage should be. And all the things I’m scared to completely give in to.
As I walk through this new chapter of my life, I hope that my fears aren’t so overwhelming and that I learn to embrace the vulnerability of being divorced.
Twenty-six more days until the Daytona 500. Are you excited for another year of racing? Are you excited to see your driver climb into their car after being out for a few months?
What do you think about the new race format?
Let’s get this chat going for the new season. 2017. It’s bound to bring some amazing moments, and where better to talk about them than right here?
Faith. I struggle with it. Believing there is a higher power, is something I’ll always question. Eight very long years of catholic school, and two additional years of religion classes to make my Confirmation, left me with a bad attitude towards the church. And twenty-three years later, I just can’t say that I believe any more than I did when I was attending.
Today, I had a brief moment to stop and talk to two people I haven’t actually spoken to in more than sixteen years. As I told them both all the good and bad things happening in my life, a little Earthworm came out from the grass and started circling my grandfathers name.
When my grandfather was alive, he was obsessed with gardening and making his flowers the most beautiful in the neighborhood. He would pick fresh ones every week and give them to my grandmother to put in her kitchen window above the sink where she did dishes. When there were too many flowers, he would give them to people walking down the street. Women walking with kids, men walking dogs, the mailman. Anyone that would walk by, he would offer flowers to. He would light up like a flashlight when people would comment on how big and beautiful they were. He was just so proud.
But with gardening comes worms. Lots and lots of worms. I remember him showing me them and trying to teach me that they weren’t “gross bugs” as I so lovingly named them. They were just there doing their job. A very important job.
Was it a coinsidence? I don’t know. I’d like to believe that he knew I was there and was saying hi to me, but the skeptic in me, thinks it just might have been the heavy rains that brought out Mr Worm. I saw no other worms as I walked along the grounds, but who really knows?
**As a side note, every single headstone around this one, was covered in mud and sitting water from all the rains we’ve had recently. Why was this one spared?
Another year has come and gone. It’s in the past, and all we have to remember it, are a few pictures and videos, and a possible chance at not forgetting it in my brain. Not likely for me, but a possibility I’ll at least remember everything about our trip to Hawaii.
I haven’t made a New Years resolution in years. Mostly because I always set unrealistic goals for myself knowing I couldn’t follow through with them. However, this year, SS and I have agreed that exercising is an important thing to start doing. We do very little exerising throughout the rest of the year, so we’ve decided to change that. Here’s to hoping we follow through.
I’m also going to go into the new year with a completely different outlook on this blog. I miss writing. I miss sitting down to this computer every day and spilling out my feelings and emotions. I miss talking about the good, and the bad. And I miss the feedback of others. So, in 2017, I vow to write more. And maybe a little more about Nascar. ;-)
What are some of your New Year resolutions?
We spent Thanksgiving in Oregon this year. For the most part, it was a really fun trip. One of my favorite things about SS, is his ability to make sweet juicy lemonade out of rotten lemons.
We drove a total of 2,092 miles in this fabulous 2016 Buick Verano. Most comfortable car I’ve ever driven. I would definitely recommend this car to anyone looking to purchase something new.
Thankfully the rental car had XM radio because leaving at 4am is tougher than it seems. Between Madonna, Right Said Fred, and Roxette, I made it to sunrise without falling asleep.
Thanksgiving dinner at my Aunt’s new house…
A trip to Multnomah Falls -
And what driving trip to Oregon would be complete without a photo of Mt. Shasta?
I hope your Thanksgiving holiday was amazing and filled with a lot of great memories.
Yesterday’s race at Phoenix International Raceway, proved to be a major disappointment for some, and a big win for others.
With only two spots available, six drivers had to be on the top of their game and have one of the best days of this season. Matt Kenseth, Kyle Busch, Kevin Harvick, Joey Logano, Kurt Busch, and Denny Hamlin battled for 324 laps before Joey Logano finally took the checkered flag. Kyle Busch’s second place finish allowed him to take the last spot in the final four.
In all honesty, I’m very happy that Kevin Harvick isn’t going to get a chance at the Sprint Cup. He’s my uncle’s favorite driver, and one of my least favorite. His attitude towards his entire crew this year, has been horrible, and although I’m not a fan, I’d be disappointed if I actually was.
I’m not thrilled about Joey Logano being in the final four, along with Jimmie Johnson, but when Kyle Busch wins, it’ll give me satisfaction knowing he took away Jimmie’s chance at a 7th championship. Ha!
My fingers are crossed that Kyle will dominate and put on a fantastic final show.
Now that we’re a few weeks into the new season of most television shows, let’s talk about which are our favorites.
Gotham- This show is beginning to get a little more gruesome than I’d like. The extreme way in which they feel they need to actually show someone dying or being killed, is just getting to be a bit much. However, the stories are so great, I can’t help but tune in week after week.
I assumed it would follow the exact storyline as in the original Batman movie that we know (okay, by this I actually mean the Michael Keaton story of Batman. Because, well, that is the best), but I feel like it’s a bit different. SS thinks there’s no way it will be exactly the same, so should we not assume that Barbara becomes Barbara Gordon?
The Big Bang Theory- El oh el at this show. Each episode, even after 10 years, still has me laughing out loud. It’s great. I’ve heard people say it several times, that when a show is in trouble, they always bring in a new kid to spice things up. I remember The Cosby Show doing that. I also remember All In The Family doing it. I’m sure there are others, but you get the point.
NCIS- This show has me scratching my head. It’s not the storylines, they’re fine, which is surprising after 14 seasons. It’s Bishop. It’s Quinn. It’s Torres. I just can’t get behind them. I don’t like the chemistry between them. Wait, there’s not any. That’s the problem. I don’t know why, but it’s all wrong. Quinn has an attitude that I can’t stand, Torres is too busy thinking about his past and where he was, and Bishop is just not a great actress. She’s not believable. I’ve tried for a couple of seasons now, to get used to her, but I just can’t.
It’s Ducky’s last season, so that leaves Gibbs, McGee, and Abby to make up the backbone of this show we’ve all grown to love. I’m not sure they are strong enough to outweigh the bad acting of the other three before people stop watching.
Perhaps it’s time to just end it? Ugh. I hate the thought of that. Or maybe Gibbs, McGee, and Abby can move to New Orleans and work with the cast of NCIS: New Orleans. I hear they’re looking for a new person. ;-)
Scorpion- Great cast, great chemistry, great story lines, great show. No matter what case these guys are put on by Homeland Security, they’re hilarious, informative, and a little strange. And they make it work. Plus, I think having Katharine McPhee on the show, adds a little spice. I remember her from American Idol, and never imagined she would make the jump to acting. In all honesty, I like her better as an actor than a singer.
Bull- This is Michael Weatherly’s new show. Most people know him as Tony DiNozzo from NCIS. A little bit of the DiNozzo character comes out once in a while, but for the most part, he’s a completely different person. The show is very impressive, and the cast is fantastic. They’re believable, and THAT is what makes good television.
I’m very curious to see how many different stories and ways they can make their strategy continue to work, so I’ll keep tuning in each week to find out.
No Tomorrow- Brand new show about a guy who is convinced that the world is going to end in a little over eight months. He’s hell bent on crossing everything off his Apocolist, and he’s caught the eye and heart of a woman who is definitely not a risk taker. His jumping in fountains and doing embarassing things, leave her questioning his sanity, but when she realizes how freeing and fun these things can be, she makes her own Apocolist and they help each other.
Falling in love, though, doesn’t come without a price when someone wants to try everything before dying.
Notorious- Piper Perabo’s new show. Love her!
The media and criminal law have a complicated relationship. The story of a salacious crime is a powerful tool to drive up news viewership numbers, while what's being reported and how it's portrayed can sway public perception of crimes and the parties involved. These facts are far from lost on news producer Julia George and criminal defense attorney Jake Gregorian, who have a relationship built on the ways they can benefit each other professionally. "Notorious" is inspired by true stories about Mark Geragos and Wendy Walker, who also serve as executive producers.
That’s enough from me for today. I could go on and on with other shows I love like, Blacklist, Blindspot, Hawaii Five-0, American Housewife, or How to Get Away with Murder, but I’ll save those for another time.
Did I mention any of your favorite shows? If not, tell me about them.
So hard to believe it’s already Halloween. Wasn’t it just the beginning of race season?
Since SS and I are not dressing up this year, there won’t be pounds of candy in our house. Which in turns means we won’t have to do ridiculous amounts of exercises to be rid of the candy bulge. Score!
Be safe out there. Don’t let crazy creepy clowns get you.
Yesterday, the cast came off. It’s officially been one full week since the surgery, and although I can see some of the results, it’s still very early to know exactly how it will look.
Here are a few before and after photos…
You can see the swelling in the photos. Eventually, the skin will settle back down onto the bone and I’ll be able to tell final results, but until then, it’s Puffy Faced Val.
Getting out of the house when you’re forced to be there, is like a kid trying to sneak out at night.
I had to escape the confines of the house, so I grabbed my keys, stopped at the local KFC, and headed up to a park that overlooks my city. I sat, enjoyed the quiet and the view as I munched on fried chicken and coleslaw. I thought about how relaxed and rested I felt not having to worry about work. I felt happy and at peace and that made me cry tears of joy because this is what I wanted all along.
I do not look forward to going back to work, where the stress and the frustration all come back, but I know there’s not a chance in hell that’ll happen. So, in a few days, all the happiness and peacefulness will escape my body and I’ll be back to dealing with production companies and their ever growing demands.
Recovery Day 5:
And this is why I can’t go back to work yet…
+Q-Tips. A definite must have to clean and/or apply ointment.
+Hydrogen Peroxide. Must clean the stitches at least three times a day, or more, if you’re obsessive about it like I am.
+Saline Wash. Spraying this into my nose has become a routine. I do this at least 15 times per day. It’s kind of a cool feeling. At first, it was weird because it would drip into the back of my throat and come out my mouth, but once the swelling went down a bit, I was able to do it without holding my head back.
+Antibiotic. This is obvious. Need it to heal properly. 4x daily.
+Tylenol. Because sometimes the pressure and pain behind the nose is just a little more unbearable than necessary.
+Ointment. This is a definite necessity in order to keep the area moist. Without it, the peroxide dries everything out and leaves crust built up on and around the stitches.
+Nose guard/mustache. This is the gauze wrap that went under the nose to catch all the blood that was originally dripping. After the packing came out on Day 2, this mustache hasn’t been necessary.
+Flashlight. Because when the lighting in the bathroom isn’t good enough to allow you to see up inside your nose, you need a little help, whether it’s pretty or not.
A little over three weeks ago, we lost our very awesome Betta Fish, Indy. He was an amazing fish. He would follow our finger around the glass, as if he was targeting his mark like a trained dog. He would jump up out of the water to catch pieces of food, as if he was a hungry Great White Shark. Simply put, he was the best fish I’ve ever had.
We started to notice he was laying on the bottom of the tank, which wasn’t his MO. It was the exact opposite of his normal. He would wave his little fins at us when we’d walk up to the tank as if he was trying to tell us he was still alive, just barely. After about 24hrs of this, we started to notice that he wasn’t even coming up to the top of the tank for air. We would watch him try to swim to the top, but ultimately fall back down without even getting all the way up. It was painful to watch.
We noticed his scales were not laying flat on his body anymore, and that he had taken on the shape of a strange looking pinecone. By this time, it had been about three days since he’d eaten. We lowered the water level in the tank so that he didn’t need to swim up so high, but it continued to be a struggle until he just couldn’t come up anymore.
Constipation, kidney failure, or Dropsy, we’re not sure.
We read about several different things to do to help save him, but after about four days of trying, he finally succumbed to whatever was killing him. I found him at the bottom of the tank when I came home for lunch, and his little fins weren’t moving to greet me. Although I knew it was only a matter of days, it broke my heart and I immediately fell to the ground in tears. I could barely see the numbers on the phone through the tears, but when SS answered the phone, he knew why I was calling. I couldn’t form words, it was just sounds coming out. I could hear him crying on the other end, and that made it so much worse for me.
It took us a couple of weeks to be able to talk about him without crying, and when that happened, we went ahead and got another one. He’s a completely different color, so hoping he brings a different kind of vibe to our home.