FELIZ PASCUA

Pizza, Pinatas and double Pina Coladas! Feliz Pascua Dumas, Texas!!!!

MY OH MY

"There is a magnet in your heart that will attract true friends. That magnet is unselfishness, thinking of others first......when you learn to live for others, they will live for you."

I guess this is going to be "gripey blog" numero dos or tres or maybe even cuatro. My gripe is this: people can be such sad selfish beings. MY problems, MY sad stories, MY burdens, MY tough road, MY MY MY. I am by no means a complete ray of sunshine or truly unselfish; I'm overly human. But there is an abundance of peeps in this world who think of nothing but the bad hand their life has dealt them. To you I say, "Get over it! Move on! If life gives you lemons then, gosh dang it, make lemonade! Accept and embrace the goodness this life has to offer. Smile, laugh, love, live, BE."

"Difficult times have helped me to understand better than before, how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way, and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever..."-- Isak Dinesen

BBH

Today's "Family Matters" entry in the High Plains Observer goes a little something like this:

Miss Betty Bubble Hat

SAVE THE TATAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well it's that time again! Time for the ole Grace to walk her butt off. Only this year my team has decided to do a 60 MILE event for breast cancer. That's what I said 60 MILES and $30,000. My personal goal is a mere $3,500 by Labor Day of 2008. As you can plainly see I'm going to need a lot of support. Not only financially but emotionally as well. I'm going to need all my peeps saying, "YOU CAN DO IT! PUT YOUR BACK INTO IT!!!!!" Soooooo if you'd like to make a donation, learn more about this wonderful event or just check out the cool team names such as "Bosom Buddies", go to www.08.the3Day.org. We're the Red Dirt Rockettes and we want to save the tatas!!!!

EYE QUE

People, you won't believe this. You really won't......I used to be brilliant. Not just smart, not just intelligent but BRILLIANT. When my fourth grade teacher asked my future occupation I replied, "I'm going to be a Rhode Scholar." And I was damn serious. I wrote a book and actually sent it to publishers when I was nine. I petitioned city council to set up a recycling program when I was ten. I was always at the top of my class, etc., etc., etc. The point is I USED TO BE a prodigy child. It makes sense. My sister made her first B last semester....AS A SENIOR. My brother is just all around smart. My grandmother holds a patent. My uncle invented something as well. ANYHOO, you get it by now. Somehow down the road between hither and yon I lost those brain cells. I'm not sure if it was boys or the devastation of not making the cheerleading squad or some beer drinking as a sophomore. I'm not quite sure what happened but I have really been on a downhill slope since I was 16. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not a total D.A. I'm just not the brightest bulb in Vegas anymore. What is my gosh dang point you ask.

BB doesn't look anything like me. She's the spitting image of her pops. She doesn't really act like me either. She's super laid back like her pops. She's been a bit of a late bloomer when it comes to physicality. She's not doing the log roll all over the living room or pub crawling yet. But that kid, that kid, she is as smart as a whip. I can see smart in her big blue eyes. She's a thinker! THERE'S GENIUS IN THERE!!!!!!!!! Mark my words! Mark my words! SHE IS GOING TO BE THE SHARPEST TOOL IN THE SHED.