CoCo's Corner

My adorable brand new car - - next to my trade in. I do not have one ounce of spontaneity in my body - except when it comes to shopping.  And it's not really that I have spontaneity when it comes to shopping - because I literally think about something for quite a while before I act on it - but, it just feels like I will think I want something and do it. My car started acting up on our recent journey to Colorado for Ted's dad's funeral.  Then last week, I had another thing happen - sure it was just the batter was done, but, it made me worry a bit.  Along with a couple of other problems I have been having, I started worrying that I was going to have to start putting some big dollars into my car. MARK!!  Most awesome sales guy ever!   Ted and I in front of my new car - and Mark's finger  :) So, I was talking to Ted TODAY about my concerns and he said he had some concerns about my car, too. So I got home and started looking at cars.  Now, my big problem is

I am sitting here, tears running down my face.  I have a tendency to wear my heart on my sleeve.  I hate to cry, I hate to show anyone I am crying.  So, to be doing it sitting on my couch is all right - but, my hell, I hate to worry about someone so much. The three Amigos - Mike, Rodger and Phil My son's best friend, the boy/man who was his best man, has left today for Army boot camp.  I kind of feel like I am his link to some sort of motherhood since his own mother died about two years ago.  When his mother died unexpectedly, I was heartbroken for him - but, mostly because he really doesn't have many people in his life.  She walked the dog at her childhood home, laid down next her her husband of less than a year and fell asleep never to awaken.  I was heartbroken for him.  He was left with his grandmother that he adores - but who lives in Price, his father who he is not really close with and his sister, who has her own life several states away. He was going to college,

Me now!!! OK - I went and walked today.  Granted when I did it, it was muggy/humid 82 degrees.  Not bad temperature wise, but, it was pretty sweaty outside. I walked for a half hour and I have come to realize how badly NOT doing anything can affect you when you DO something!!!  My big, fat donkey was just not enjoying that jaunt around the neighborhood.  I have measured it out - and my neighborhood measures a third of a mile all the way around.  So, I try and get four rounds done in under a half hour.  And I did it today - but, I have to say, I'm a titch nauseated since I sat down and my calves are kinda burning.  I think I need to get some protein into me!! What I wanna be!!! What is it that makes our bodies become so soft in a matter of a few months and takes three times longer to get it back into shape.  Just before things went crazy at work, I was going to the gym and riding the bike, doing Zumba, doing water aerobics and doing ok.  NOW, that little walk kicked my &

My daughters and I drove up to Logan today to visit our boy and his bride.  We decided to stop at 7-11 and get a drink for the road.  While in there, this woman was at the soda machine also.  That's when it hit me.  Her stench. Now, I know people work hard.  I know that some times you just can't help it.  I mean, odors can come from all different areas of the body -- the feet, the private areas, the underarms.  But, this woman was clean, her hair was done up in a ponytail - all I could think of is that she had not washed her shirt or something after wearing it several times or something.  She wasn't gross looking.  But it made me wonder.  How does someone not notice that smell?  I mean, I am usually cognizant if I have an odor emanating from myself.  But, not only that, doesn't someone else notice that smell on you - like a spouse or something?   I wander through stores or other public areas at times and that person passes me by - that person that makes your gag refle

I've decided to post little things that make you wonder, "What the heck?!?!" every now and then.  Just when I have one of those random thoughts. So, one of those thoughts hit me today as I sat shaving my underarms. Have you ever shaved your underarm and when you bring the razor out, you notice a longer hair all wrapped up in the razor, like really long??  And then you go, did that really come from my underarm or did I have a hair from my head kind of stuck under my pit??  And if that really came from my underarm, how did I not notice that I had this ugly long hair in my underarm?? Just made me go HMMMMMM.

Yesterday was an awesome day.  I  met a goal.  It was a major accomplishment and it took a lot of time.  I was pretty proud of myself.  I'm not completely done with this project - but, it was a major milestone to get to this step done.  And I'm not lying when I say that I am pretty damned proud of all that I have accomplished with this task. Greener Pastures Await In two weeks, I will have been working in my position for sixteen years.  The position of a  supervisor.  Now, let's get a little understanding on things - I was handed a few jobs to do when I got the position - I had to figure out how to keep everyone certified, re-certified, maintain their training hours to make sure they were certified in four different certifications (that's a lot of times saying certified/certifications!!), handle the annual grant we apply for, track the expenses and get everything ready for submission, scheduling of all the dispatchers and a couple of other things.  Now, beyond the

I love this picture!! He just looks HAPPY!!! He was born in September 1929 and he died this last Sunday, peacefully and quietly after spending the day with his beautiful wife and companion of sixty years.  They sat and chatted - though speaking had become difficult for him since leaving his home on Father's Day. Illness had made it impossible for him to stay home.  He sent her home at 5:00 because he noticed that she was tired and was in need of rest.  Around 9:45 the rehab center called her to tell her he had passed on and left this earthly world - not expected but not shocking either. The overlook to the property he loves This man, this amazingly, interesting man was my father-in-law, Bill Conrad.  This man made the man I love into the man he is today.  They were extremely close now - they may not have always been, but they were now.  Ted loved to spend time with his father - they shared so many interests. Looking over the Utah property I can tell you that rea