Land of Osbourne

Hello,  By now you've undoubtedly surmised that I have a little Boston Terrier named Ozzy, whom I love to pieces.  John and I love him and spoil him in every way.  About a month ago, he miscalculated while attempting to jump on the bed, and he fell off. He didn't miss a beat, he jumped right back up on the bed to give me kisses.  I didn't notice anything unusual until 2 weeks later, I saw a large swelling on his hind right leg. I assumed it was a bruise from falling off the bed.   Naturally, me being who I am, I worried about it quite a bit, so John took him to the vet to have them look it over. They agreed that it was a bruise and that it would go away in time.  3 days after that appointment, the vet called, asking to bring Ozzy back in, so they could aspirate some of the mass to make sure it isn't a Mast Cell Tumor, which my Ozzy has had 2 of and had surgery to remove in the last 2 years, this mass is the 3rd.  The surgery was ...

Friends, Romans, Countrymen... Hi All. How was your summer and fall? Good I hope.  John started a new job on Tuesday, and so far is quite happy, and significantly less stressed. We're still able to ride-share which was a very important aspect for both of us, not only for the obvious reason of saving money and not having to drive 2 cars, but we enjoy the time to and from work together as well.   Things are good at my work also. Found out I'm NOT going to the National Sales Meeting in February, which is just fine with me. I'm not a huge fan of travelling solo if I can possibly avoid it. . . LOL...so I was recently requested to fly to Colorado to train in a new guy.  I get to go on 11/25 - 11/28 to Colorado. I've always wanted to see the Broomfield location, which I've heard is HUGE. I also heard the Denver airport is massive as well.   My little Ozzy is doing fantastic, spoiled little guy that he is.   That's about all that is n...

I don't know when or if I heard it, but over the weekend this song got permanently stuck in my head, the following verse specifically: I finally got to whisper sweet words in her ear Convinced her that we oughta get away from there We took a little walk I held her close to me Underneath the stars I said to Sweet Pea "Oh sweet pea, I love you can't you see? love you love you love you can't you seee? Oh sweet pea, won't you be my girl..."  I posted it on my blog, forwarded it to my cousin...lets see if this will shake it loose...maybe I should hear that 1-877 kars for kids commercial? HA!

Rachel I am posting this on my blog to clear a few things up, on the off chance you stumble this way and read it.   I know what happens when I email you.    First and foremost, you need to know that I will never forgive you.  Nothing you say or do will ever change that. Additionally, although you're my sister biologically, not only do I not recognize you as such, and never will, I also no longer feel any sort of kind or loving emotion towards you at all.   That will also never change.  You know, and I know that Bernie  GAVE  me Susie's wedding ring.   He didn't give it to you, he gave it to me.   I know the EXACT date he gave it to me, the occasion and why he gave it to me.  John was there, as was Marilyn.   In the past, I've asked you to return it to me. You vehemently refused numerous times and finally said that if I gave you "Mike's File" back, you'd give me the ring back....

My Uncle Bernie gave me this great old Cuckoo Clock a few years before he died, he had it when I was a little girl, and I always use to think it was magic.  I love it, and it hangs in my living room, and I can’t help but think of him every time I glance at it. No matter how fast or slow the pendulum is moving, that clock is determined to be fast. If John or I don’t continually adjust it, it will always be off by about an hour.  💜

Unconditional love  is, in essence, true  love  -- so  different from the kind of  love  most of us have known all our lives that it deserves a   definition of its own.   Unconditional love  is caring about the happiness of another person  without any thought for what we might get for ourselves. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Finding out that this type of love you assumed you'd always have from someone isn't there anymore is painful. How do you respond to this realization?  Blame yourself?    Blame the other person? Keep trying to get the love back that never should have gone away to begin with? Which could wind up being an effort of futility and end up causing more pain? Learn a lesson from the entire experience and move forward with the knowledge it has shown you... On the other hand, what if they suddenly decide all is okay and suddenly they feel its time t...

Greetings !  So, back in 1993 when I began dating my husband John, he drove a 1985  Berlinetta   Camaro . (white, T-tops, fast, loud...you get the picture).  I have been a fan of  Camaro's  ever since. I particularly like that body style, as later on I owned 2 of them myself, a 1987 (which was totaled when I was in a car accident), and then its replacement, a 1988  Camaro .   Fast forward to April 17th, 2018. Our 21st wedding anniversary.  My husband has/had a 1999 Harley Davidson  Fatboy  I bought HIM for his 40th birthday.  He enjoys riding it, I enjoy it as well, but with so many distracted drivers, older drivers, younger drivers and foreign drivers, he just didn't enjoy it as much and I was constantly worried for his safety anytime he went out.   He sold his Harley and bought me a WHITE  CAMARO .  Granted, its not a 1985, but its as reasonably close as we're going to get and I...