CoCo's Corner

I love my husband.  I adore the man.  He is the smartest man I know.  He is a geek.  AND HE MAKES ME INSANE!!!! And now it's war!!!! He think's it's funny.  I am a great wife, I do his laundry every week.  I cook for him.  He is a great husband, he cooks for me, he loads the dishwasher, makes the bed.  BUT - when he does these things, I go out of my skin: He leaves the cupboards open!!! And he thinks it's funny to do this with the hangers. So - until he starts listening to me and paying attention to what I ask - - - - - I will be hanging all of his shirts on those hangers inside out!!!   WAR DUDE!!!  THIS IS WAR!!!

When Ted and I were trying to figure out where to take our annual honeymoon, we got it down to San Francisco and San Diego.  Two places we could go pretty much for a long weekend and spend time together.  I was kind of pulling for San Francisco because I had never been there.  Ted said he wanted to go to San Diego - because when he was there for basic training, he never got to see anything there.  And he wanted to go back to where he "stepped on the footprints".  I had no idea what that meant and honestly thought there was no way we were getting on a military installation. Always a Marine We actually found it on Saturday after going to the Midway.  Ted was so excited to hear they have a museum, that he wanted to go back on Sunday.  HELLLLLO - we're going to Sea World.  I think he would have come back and forgot Sea World.  I was happy to hear they were closed on Sunday and we made plans to come back on Monday.   The history of guns in the Marines Very ha

Ted and I had so much fun!!!  The one thing I know when Ted and I travel - we have fun. We got to San Diego about 5:45 in the evening.  We rented a car, they told us that we could choose whichever car we wanted, between 16 and 45.  We get out there and there are these snazzy, sporty Dodge's and I am trying to get Ted to choose those.  He says, that one there sits up higher, we should take it.  When we get there, it's a Ford C-Max and it's a hybrid.  Ted is kind of anti-hybrid, because he swears that when the batteries have to be replaced, you have to pay thousands and thousands of dollars.  He wasn't anti-driving it though.  A hybrid vehicle is a different kind of vehicle, it doesn't have a key to turn.  You just have to have the key in the car.  That is a little different to get used to.  I explain to Ted how to turn it on and away we go. On the Segways By the time we get the car, get to the hotel, check in, unpack a bit and such, it's after 7:00.  We n

I had a pretty odd day.  Normal day.  Odd day.  Just some strange things that happened. First off, I started to notice that I drag a lot of crap to work.  I have my large pink bag that I put a change of clothes in.  I want to change into something a little more appropriate on Tuesdays for the class I am taking.  Inside that, I stuff a small computer bag - red leather, I love it!!  Also, in that bag, I have my lunch bag - I'm trying to be really good, so I'm bringing healthy foods.  I have to drag this stuff into the building when I arrive and then back to my car when I'm done for the day and going home. BAGS!!!! My purse is usually bigger Today, I wore jeans to work.  The plan was to do some more purging of crap at the office, in preparation to move to our new palace.  Moving from the ghetto to the palace is taking some preparation.  So - with the countdown clock starting, my princess and I have been working really hard this last week and a half to get things clea

I had my first day of class yesterday.  Again, not a big deal of a class, just a community education class.  But, it was a topic that I found kind of interesting and decided that I would like to take. I arrived a few minutes early.  There was an elderly gentleman there.  It's a science class during the day and at night it's a classroom for community education.  When I walked in, I was greeted with, "you must be Ella".  Nope, that ain't me and I said pretty much that.  He then realized that I was me. The elderly gentleman is the instructor.  He appears to be at least in his late 70's.  The very least.  He knows the subject matter and so far I am appreciating the information he is giving me. His methods are a little dated.  Most people give speeches from power point now.  They put their presentations on power point.  This gentleman wants us to use note cards.  Put a little notes on it and not read it.  It's just a point to give us a prompt on what to s

The jeans I pulled out of my closet. Broken down into goals. I've been frustrated.  I've been irritated.  I've been mad.  I've been angry.  I've been complacent.  I've been complacent for eight years.  Now I just hate myself.  I feel ugly.  I feel old.  I feel fat.  I feel unhealthy.  I feel disgusting.  Mostly because I just feel unhealthy. Stack one - Goal one Stack two - Goal two. Yesterday, I went out shopping for a beautiful dress to wear to Ted's Civil Air Patrol banquet.  We haven't been for a few years.  I don't think they really had many in the last few years.  I think the last one was three years ago in St. George.  Ted didn't decide to go until Wednesday or Thursday  I guess the outgoing Wing Commander kept asking him if he was going and he finally relented.  I didn't have a lot to wear  Well - I did.  I have a closet full of clothes.  Alot of which I never wear.  So I went out shopping.  I bought a lot of stuff!!. Ju

Who knew it. Who really thunk it. Who ever really thought it possible? Two weeks ago, I had a great day.  I was floating on air.  I was so proud.  Proud of myself.  Proud of my work kids.  Just plain proud. Today, I opened an email.  This is what it said: Hi Colleen.  I heard you might be interested in writing for The Journal of Emergency Dispatch published by the International Academies of Emergency Dispatch.  If so, that would be great and we should set up a time to talk.  Let me know - Looking forward to hearing from you. What?  What did that say?  Someone may be interested in hearing what I have to say?  Thinks that maybe I can write a sentence that makes sense?  WHAT?  When I read it the second time, after dismissing it as crazy the first time, I responded and told her that it sounded like a challenge and I do love a challenge.  We'll talk to the author of this email and see if I can provide something they really want to hear - ramblings from an old lady who has don