Monday, January 20, 2020

"Fredo, You broke my heart" - My Thoughts on the Houston Astros

I have held off on writing about this topic because I was still processing my emotions.  But I guess today is a good day to deal with this mess, aka the Astros debacle.  It's been a week since all hell seemingly broke loose on my beloved Houston Astros.  As some of you know, my family and I are huge baseball fans.  Ever since I can remember, probably since I was born, I have known about the game.  My dad always expected his first born to be a boy, imagine his surprise when a girl appeared instead.  The story goes that he was in the waiting room, pacing the hours away until my arrival while holding a small baseball bat and glove, and a box of blue ribboned cigars. On my first birthday, my mom tells me I received a pink glove to replace the blue one and a pink baseball. All this to say, I am a long standing baseball fan but more than that, I am and will always be, a die-hard, ride or die, Houston Astros fan.   How could I not be?  I was there when you couldn't give tickets away at the Astrodome, when we were in last place, when season after season, our hearts were broken in gut-wrenching fashion, especially during the playoffs of 1980, 1986 and 2015.  And I was there when in 2017, the baseball gods finally smiled on the Astros again and when we finally returned to the dance and won it all.   But now, amid the cheating scandal and the subsequent fall-out as a result of that, not to mention losing the best manager the Houston Astros organization ever had, my love for the game has acquired a bitter taste to it.

What I want to know is why? Why do something you know in your heart of hearts to be wrong, why do it? Why jeopardize everything for the possibility of an advantage.  Because remember, just because you knew what pitch was coming, you still had to make contact with the ball.  You still had to score.  I am so angry that some of the players felt they had to do what they did when in all actuality, there was no need for that. Our record spoke for itself sans any cheating.

And what of the other teams? The elite teams as some call them, that are acting as if they have never done the same thing?  The Astros cheated.  They got caught and have started paying dearly for their stupidity.  We owned up to it.  But again I ask, what of the other teams?  Some that feel that a certain team up East is untouchable, that they are beyond reproach.  Yeah, right.  To them, especially them, I say, your time is coming.  Nothing in this life is free, and no bad deed goes unpunished.  Ever.  Oh and the last time that that team was in a world series was in 2009.  So shut the eff up.

There has been so much crazy talk going on, such as stripping the 2017 World Series title from the Astros.  I laugh at that notion.  That series was won with grit, heart and gut-wrenching plays.  And? Game 7 was played in LA and won in LA.  Nothing and no one will ever take that away.

Another crazy thing going on? A law firm in Corpus Christie, Texas is soliciting Astros season ticket holders to enter a class-action suit against the team and their organization for causing them pain and suffering and distress as a result of the cheating scandal.  Now, as a member of the legal field with over 29 years of being a paralegal, this has got to be the most asinine idea ever.  Not to mention a prime definition of what a frivolous lawsuit is.

While I still feel sucker-punched by my team and am still so pissed at them for what they did, I remain loyal and true and will cheer them on when the first pitch is thrown at Minute Maid Park.

I am sure more than a few of you will have the total opposite opinion and that's okay, we still live in a free country and everyone is entitled to speak their mind.  We'll agree to disagree mmmkay?

I'm looking forward to the first day of baseball and opening day.  It will be an interesting season that's for sure.

Saturday, January 18, 2020

So You Think You Can Date?

So you think you can date eh?  Well ladies and gents, let me tell you about a singles group I am a member of on Facebook.  It was started by a friend of mine who wanted to get singles together to do things with, such as going to a movie or a concert or out to eat.  Some have even organized trips out of town. It's a local group based out of Houston.  Anyway, I joined it thinking it could be a means of meeting people men.  Basically, members post different topics, some superficial, some racy, some political, you get the picture right? It creates interaction with the premise that maybe a spark or two will result.  I've been a member for awhile now.  Overall it's a good place but something that has been bothering me for a while now is that men and women in that group can be so whiny. Good gawd!  During the holidays, I saw so many posts from both men and women crying about being alone for Christmas or how they will be alone for New Year's Eve again.  Seriously, maybe it's me getting older-ish or my desire to do much more than pine away for a man.  Or maybe I've just become jaded from dating the "wrong" men.  I dunno but I got kind of irritated when I saw posts like that.  Let me tell you something, just because you're single doesn't mean your life sucks. Just because you won't have anyone to kiss at midnight on New Years Eve, doesn't mean your life is over or that you shouldn't still venture out on that night, even if you are alone.  So what?  Embrace the single.  Embrace yourself.  Be happy with yourself.  I'm not gonna lie, I too, get caught up in my feelings sometimes and long to have someone to share my life with, I do.  The holidays just seem to exacerbate the "I'm single" situation.  But I don't let that define me.  And I most certainly don't post that kind of stuff on a singles site.  Who wants to date a whiner or a Debbie downer? That's not attractive! I get it though.  You want to meet someone and hurry up and fall in love and have your person.  I get that.  I want that.  But I'll be damned if I am going to stop enjoying life just because I don't have that yet.  I just won't do that.  I was alone this past holiday season and while I would get a little sad and long for someone to share my life with, I didn't get down on myself.  It's, it's just so exhausting to do so and however cliche this sounds, life is too short for that mess.

Another observation from being in that group, in general both sexes come across as too eager, too perfect.  "I'm ready for my Cinderella.  I have the shoe, just looking for the perfect fit.", one man wrote.  And continued, "I am sweet, loyal, honest, hard-working, love chick flicks, cuddling and basically will worship the ground you walk on, if you give me a chance"  Yes that's a true post.  Now to me, that comes across as desperate and just too much. I guess in their quest to find love, they want to put on their best face?  I don't know.  I am just looking to make new friends and maybe date here and there.  If something more were to happen then that would be amazing but if not, then I'm ok with that.  I just feel bad for those that think that life is nothing without a soul mate.

Alright, I got that off my chest, I feel better now.


Sunday, January 5, 2020

oh well i tried

I want to write something to keep my promise to myself that I would write consistently on this blog of mine.  But words escape me.  I know, I know, you can't believe it either can you? But it's true, I'm wordless.  Everything I write sounds hollow and even ridiculous at times.  But I promised that I would write something and so here I am, writing about how my creativity tank, is empty.  For now.

I'll be back soon to entertain you and amuse you, as only I can do😊

Hey the first full week of 2020 is upon us, make it a fabulous one! 


Monday, December 30, 2019

Raise Your Hand If You Can't Sleep

Both my hands are up.  I can't sleep. I have been in bed tossing and turning and praying, and imagining beautiful sunsets, bright moonlit beaches, bargaining with angels and yet, it's now 3:00 am and I am wide awake.  Bonus?  I have to work tomorrow  I mean today.  In a few hours as a matter of fact.  Ayyy the work day is going to suck!  My mind just won't shut down.  I realize blogging at this hour won't help either but I was just so tired of all my failed attempts to sleep, that I finally gave up and came here, where everybody knows my name.  Oh! Just realized I have not tried warm milk.  Does that really work?  Hmm, we shall see.  Stay tuned.

Sunday, December 15, 2019

Sunday Night Wisdom

More than any other year, this year, the  holidays have a deeper meaning for me.   You see, back in September, my mom suffered a stroke.  That strong, vibrant, go-getter of a woman, my rock, suddenly became helpless.   Luckily, her symptoms were recognized early and we got her to the hospital in time.  The doctors could not pin-point what triggered the stroke.  Days before it happened, we had a scare because my 14 year old nephew was struck by a car while riding his bike.  He hit his head and passed out.  He was not wearing a helmet.  My mom took that very hard.  She was beside herself when she saw him in the ER.  Thankfully, my nephew only had to have a few minor stitches to his face and had bruising and lacerations, but nothing more than that. The doctors say that shock of seeing him bruised, bloody and crying in pain -seriously, he was looking like Rocky Balboa after a fight, could have played a role in her having the stroke.  Everything was/is a guessing game.   The stroke left her with a droopy face, loss of speech and partial paralysis of her right side.  Her prognosis was good though.  With lots of rehab and therapy, she would be back to normal.  But it was going to take a lot of time and effort, and patience.  

Our new normal.  That's what we were dealt with.  Life became a flurry of doctor appointments, rehab sessions, new medication, figuring out schedules between my siblings and I to get her to and from all of these appointments.  It was stressful and anxiety ridden for all of us.  Seeing your mother, who never complains about her health or how tired she is or anything, seeing her having to depend on us for pretty much everything, was difficult for us, I can only imagine how much more difficult it was for her.  But you know, God is awesome.  He hears us and answers our prayers.  Sometimes not in the way we want, but he does answer them.  In my mom's case, within a month she regained use of her right side.  Her speech is almost back to normal, though her face has just the slightest bit of droopiness still.  She's gone back to work and is driving again.  She regained her independence and is so happy for it.

Since all of this happened, I no longer look at holidays or family gatherings as a chore or a burden.  I welcome them.  I embrace them. This Christmas season I have been ALL about it since December 1.  And I take the time to actually enjoy the moments with her, with my siblings, even with people that work my last nerve.  I'm a Christmas caroling fool I tell you.

I cannot describe the feeling of hopelessness and fear that I felt when I heard the voice on the phone telling me, "Your mom is having a stroke"  We were all a mess.  Had it not been for our faith, praying at every second and the support of our family, I honestly don't think my siblings and I would have made it.

So I guess what I'm trying to say in a roundabout way is, savor every moment of every day with your loved ones.  Yes it's trite and yes it's really corny, but it's also very true.


Tuesday, December 10, 2019

december 10th-chapter 10

So I've been doing this thing at night.  On December 1st I started reading the book of  Luke in the bible.  Well, online for me.  You see, I lost mine years ago and I never replaced it.  It was my high school bible and was full of bright yellow and pink highlighted passages and scribbled notes.  The pages were fragile, worn, held together only because I had taped and re-taped the binding.  I loved that bible.  Somewhere between my college years and becoming an adult, I lost track of it.  Moreso, because I stopped reading it.  Not because I lost my faith or stopped believing in God, no, it was more of because I lost interest.  Don't get me wrong, I still went to church and for a time I was very active in my church and volunteering with many groups.  I'm a bit embarrassed to admit but I don't really have an excuse for not reading the bible or buying a new one.  I just, didn't.

But I digress.

So yeah, I started reading the book of Luke.  There was a meme or something like that going around Facebook that encouraged you to begin reading it because it has 24 chapters and by December 24th, you'd have read the entire account of Jesus' life.  I thought it was kind of a cool thing to do so I started it.  I am finding that I enjoy it because not only am I getting a "refresher" (I've been out of Catholic school a long, long, long time) but it's forcing me to find that quiet time that all of us need in our lives.  Not necessarily for bible study, it could be anything, as long as you find that time to be alone with your thoughts.  Reading the bible this way has also revived my curiosity with the whole "religion" thing.

As I've gotten older, especially the last 5 or so years,  I've had doubts and unsettling thoughts that at times kept me away from going to church (other times it was just my plain laziness that kept me away).  I'm a bit embarrassed to admit this but this is my truth.  And so, I welcomed the opportunity to revisit the word of God and hopefully, come out of this with a renewed spirit.

I know religion and God and faith are not everyone's cup of tea, and that's okay.   I just like to change it up from time to time.  Let's face it, how many of my bad dates, break-up stories can you take? Am I right?

It's way past my bedtime, 6:00 a.m. is going to come really fast.

Sweet dreams bloggies.


Wednesday, December 4, 2019

I Can't Sleep

As much as I try to go to bed at a decent hour, I just can't.  Case in point, it's 11:45 p.m. and I'm not in bed yet.  Instead I'm sitting at my desk thinking about why I'm not asleep and scolding myself because 6:00 a.m. is going to come really fast.  But I can't help it.  I do my best thinking in the middle of the night, I top it off with a glass of worry and viola! A full blown bout of insomnia kicks in.  It doesn't happen every night, but lately it's been more frequent.  I've been slammed at work since November and here we are 3 days into December and it's only going to get worse.  I'm grateful though, to have a job to go to every day.

In other news, what's up with John Legend's new lyrics to "Baby It's Cold Outside"? Have y'all heard it yet?  Let me preface by saying that I LOVE John Legend, I love his music and his voice, he's a great composer.  But he really goofed it up with this remake.  It's a Christmas song for goodness sake! (see what I did there)  I don't get all these politically correct remakes.  I'm not going to post the new lyrics but let's just say that they suck.  There is nothing wrong with the original version.  I read somewhere that the change was brought about because the original lyrics border on the edge of date rape.  I'm sorry what? Date.Rape.  That has got to be the most ridiculous  things I have ever heard.  And let me tell you, I've heard some doozies.  Never in my life did I think the lyrics to that song were offensive or inappropriate or worse still, that it alluded to date rape.  I mean I was beside myself when I read about it and then again after I listened to the new version.  And apparently I still am since I'm up blogging about it at midnight.  What say you bloggers?

You know something else that's on my mind?  Him.  I miss him so much.  Especially during these holidays.  Thanksgiving was great and all but inside, I was hurting.  This is the first time in almost 6 years that we were not be in touch.  But you know, even though it feels like someone is stabbing my heart and pangs of hunger for him overcome me, even still, I know I made the right decision and I don't regret it.  I'm super proud of myself.  It was a long time coming.

Alright, now that I've gotten that out of the way, how about those Texans baby?  I'm not a huge football fan, but I do love when the Texans win and I especially LOVE when they beat the pesky Patriots.  Which by my accounts, had not happened since oh, sometime in 2009!  What a win for the good guys!  It was like Houston had just won the Superbowl the way everyone was celebrating here.  Aww good times.

Thanks to whoever is reading this and got this far.  I'm glad I could entertain you.  Don't forget the to tip on the way out.

Eyes are getting heavy, I hope it means I will fall asleep quickly.  Sweet dreams bloggies.

"Fredo, You broke my heart" - My Thoughts on the Houston Astros

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