Once a week.

Hello all.

It seems a real task for me to make it here these days and post something. We are having some difficulties that are keeping me from being free to write.

I am having some real issues getting settled into this new way of life, and being without my family. Though the time is minimum it is very hard for me emotionally, and I need to concentrate what time I have in KY on the two of them.

I haven't even told J this, but I have decided that I am only going to committ to posting once a week from now on. I need to get some things straightened out before I can go back to posting regularly. My mind is too preoccupied for the type of writing I enjoy posting here.

Keep me in your thoughts & prayers,

KC

On the night shift...

I am working a graveyard shift this evening and everytime I do I giggle and sing this song through out the course of the night. NO, I don't sing it aloud, but if I did it would be good!

TITLE: Nightshift ARTIST: The Commodores

Marvin, he was a friend of mine
And he could sing a song
His heart in every line
Marvin sang of the joy and pain
He opened up our minds
And I still can hear him say
Aw, talk to me so you can see
What's going on
Say you will sing your songs
Forevermore, evermore

Gonna be some sweet sounds coming down
On the nightshift
I bet you're singing proud
Oh, I bet you'll pull a crowd
Gonna be a long night, it's gonna be all right
On the nightshift
Oh you found another home, I know you're not alone
On the nightshift

Jackie, hey what you doing now
It seems like yesterday
When we were working out
Jackie, you set the world on fire
You came and gifted us
Your love it lifted us higher and higher
Keep it up and we'll be there
At your side
Oh say you will sing your songs
Forevermore, evermore

Gonna miss your sweet voice, that soulful noise
On the nightshift
We all remember you
Ooh, your songs are coming through
At the end of a long day it's gonna be okay
On the nightshift
You found another home, I know you're not alone
On the nightshift

Just another real quick check in. All is well, I am off to be busy. Take Care Of You!

Weekend Warriors

You ever just been a brain on fullblastnonstopthinkinganalyzing Weekend Warrior? Most people are off the job and relaxing on the weekend. Some are working and looking forward to their mid-week weekend. Me, I haven't had good sleep in days. I have had a soul at unrest for a long time. I have some small issues that I can truly handle with ease, but I have two that I would consider BIG issues, but that I know I can handle.

One of the bigger issues I know the outcome of and it will just take steady work and progress towards perfection. The other issue well I have no idea the outcome because it is not an object type deal, but human experience. We shall see.

I just wanted to check in real quick like & drop a line or two. Keep me in your thoughts and prayers for a serene night of rest.

Catch you on the flipside!

New commercial.

Have any of you seen that new commercial that says "We take care of all those IFs in the middle of LIFE." I don't remember what company it's for but I LOVE it. Not because of the product, company, or even the commercial itself. I just love that saying. I am all about that type of stuff.

For example, I finally decide on a name for my photography business and it was a play on words, but somebody else already licensed it...Imagine that. I wanted it to be In Focus Photography or Hocus Focus(which J did Not like, and was therefore vetoed). I have a friend who has a Ghostbusters type of business and his card says "Pair of Normals" ROFL For those of you who are um...well let's not insult we'll just say Pair of Normals = paranormals. This same friend has a knack for naming things I guess he has a DJ business in which he prefers to play only the Golden Oldies so he called it "Memory Lane Entertainment." I want my slogan for my business to be "Capturing tomorrows memories today." or something like that.

Oh, I'll figure it out. Maybe it will be a Palindrome, you know like RACECAR. I love the bumper sticker that says RACECAR SPELLED BACKWARDS IS RACECAR. I have also wanted to do something regarding reflections, or reflectiveness. When I take someone's picture it's usually a reflection of how I see them. I am flattered to have been asked to capture their memories. Any how the only palindrome I can find regarding that is "Drawn inward", I think that if I were to put it on a card for a business I would do it this way Drawn inwarD to draw the eye to the palindrome. Oh well who knows.

Sick, Sick, Sick

J, my son, & I are all S - I - C - K. Seems we caught a bug from J's mom. I can't sit here too long or I will be dizzy and headed for the bathroom again. I have to get back to bed. I will write at you later.

Viva Las Vegas

Ok, now that I have paid my furry child his proper respect I can tell you about my vacation. There was a group of us that went to Las Vegas all at seperate times. There was no significant weather but all of us experienced delays to our flights. J departed from Cincinnati, P & R from Saint Louis, H from Fayetville, N.C., and I from Chicago. That is just pure craziness. Anyhow, after we all got there we had a great time we went sightseeing, gambling, riding, and a lot of other things. We had a surprise visit for P & R since their birthdays and anniversary are all in June, one of my other best friends from Atlanta joined us.

The best part of the trip for me was riding from Las Vegas (Lost Wages) to San Bernadino, California. P & I rented a couple of Harley's and rode to a place called Rosa Maria's. Although it was the hottest day we were there and we had to stop about every 30-45 miles to cool off it was a scenic ride and a learning experience for me. I had never ridden a motorcycle that big, and with a passenger! I will NEVER complain about heat or being hot again after that ride. The scenery was something else. We rode through the Mojave desert and exited via a mountain pass in California, at one point in the pass you could look to your left and see where you were going to be driving after rounding the next bend. It was simply awesome. Mrs. R bought me a tank top that says Biker Babe on it so I had to model it and get this shot for my Aunt I was going to see in Detroit.

From Las Vegas J & I connected through Denver to Detroit. We went to visit my Aunt who has just been told that her cancer is in remission. We had a good time just visiting with my family and not really doing anything. J did go to some yardsales with my cousin and her friend. She came back with some really cool stuff.

We flew back Friday and that is when we found out about Oreo. I never knew that losing a pet could hurt so much. I miss him tremendously.

I will be heading back to Chicago tomorrow to work a two week stretch this week. I didn't do any trading. So I will try to post during that time but since I don't have my laptop I don't know that I will be able to.

Take care of you!

Heavy Hearted

Though in the past week I have gone to the ends of the country & back I can not post about it as my heart is heavy and I need to do a tribute posting.

OREO "Cookie Dog"

1991-2006

Rest In Peace Little Man

Our little furry son has gone on to doggy heaven. I can't even begin to tell you about the hole I have in my heart. I have owned Oreo since I was 17 years old. He was the first taste of responsibility in my life. I loved him with all of my heart. He smiled with me, cried with me, played with me, he was my little shadow.

J has been very attached to him to. For the last 6 months while I commuted they had developed this little schedule and it was cute. Oreo had to take his meds first thing in the morning, you would hear him stirring and then he would sit and look at J's side of the bed. If that didn't wake her up he would begin pacing between the kitchen and the bedroom. You would hear his little nails clicking on the tiles in the bathroom.

Our son turns 10 in a few weeks and he has only had two pets Oreo & Marley (our cat). He is trying to pretend this hasn't happened which is definitely making it harder on me. I don't want to break his little heart.

Now for a tribute to my little man with no words.