Saturday, October 31, 2009
Tonight, I received this amazing e-mail from a student that dad taught and befriended at Hughen School in Port Arthur:
I just learned from a friend of mine about the passing of your dad a couple of weeks ago, and I wanted to express my condolences and sympathy for you and your family. I know that a great man like him is being greatly missed.
My name is Gabriel.....aka...your dad knew me as Gabby.
I am a former student of The Hughen School where I had the pleasure of knowing your dad from 1974 - 1983 when I graduated from High School and moved away to college. I was the first student to take swimming lessons from your dad when he first started the classes there, and kept attending the weekly two-hour swimming time every time he'd show up even after I had already learned to swim just because I really enjoyed "hanging out" with him.
Looking back on those years I can recollect the times when he always would do tricks and jokes to keep us laughing, while at the same time he would be teaching us not to be afraid of the water and swim...but most importantly he also taught us not to be afraid of trying new things, and to never give up even though we had the odds stacked against us just because we were supposed to be "handicapped".
And so I wanted to share with you the fact that I give a lot of credit to the success in my life to some of the lessons I learned from your dad during the times that I had the pleasure of being with him.
At the Hughen School we used to have a Drama Club where we would put on a full production play twice a year. It was in one of those plays that one time I had the honor of acting the role of a clown....and I remember your dad showing up for our two performances (Friday after noon & Saturday night) one hour before curtain time just to help me put on my clown make-up....and such is the memory I hold of your dad as the picture I am attaching with this e-mail to share with you and his days at the Hughen School.
That was the Mr. Red I honor in this message.
My sincere love to you and your family.
If you would like to find out more about Gabby you can visit:
Click here (online version of Gabby's book)
Click here (http://www.ifican-youcan.com/)
Click here (http://www.smilemyway.com/)
Click here (http://www.successfulcourage.com/)
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Jennifer (click here for her new fabulous blog) and I had lunch today at the Zydeco Louisiana Diner on Crockett Street (click here for previous blog post). It was fantastic.
I had the Wednesday plate lunch of Chicken Fricasse and, as you can see above, accessorized with stewed okra and tomatoes and corn maque choux (pronounced mock shoo, by the way...Cory). The above picture doesn't do it justice. It was delicious.
I also bought some homemade bread pudding for "later" and had a glass of their "real" strawberry lemonade. The lemonade was fantastic and "later" for the bread pudding turned out to be about five minutes after I got back to the office. I poured the provided sauce over the pudding, put it in the microwave for about 15 seconds and...oh momma...that's some good stuff.
So, grab your co-workers or some people you like and go there. Soon.
Edited to add:
I forgot to mention that the daily specials are served cafeteria style which is perfect for a quick lunch. They also have a huge patio, so you can even eat outside.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
My cousin Susan's daughter is a member of the United States Army Golden Knights Parachute Team. Click here to read all about it. (Click on the label "Dannielle" below for a couple of funny family stories and some pics of Dannielle when she was a little girl.)
We went to see Dannielle in competition Saturday. Below are some of the pictures I took. I'll post more pictures and videos tomorrow with more details about our fabulous day. (I highly recommend clicking on the pictures to make them bigger.)
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Halloween night we'll all be at the Logon Cafe here in Beaumont where my friends Southern Embers and Longneck Road will be playing. Click here to see the poster.
Here are my two professionally acquired suggestions for choosing your Halloween costume:
- How is my hair going to look when I get sick of this wig, hat, bobblehead...etc.
- Can I hold an alcoholic beverage with these cartoon hands, skeleton hands, claws, etc.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Call Courville's now for your reservations for upcoming shows. Ticket price includes dinner and the show and the sooner you call, the better your seat. The number is 409-860-9811 and you pay by credit card when you make your reservation. Ticket price is usually $30, though Billy Joe Shaver was $50 in the past.
Ray Wylie Hubbard
***Well, not "soon," actually. He'll be sometime after Ray Wylie Hubbard. ***
Billy Joe Shaver
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Zydeco Louisiana Diner
270 Crockett Street
Beaumont, Texas 77701
Fax: (409) 835-4457
Monday - Friday 11:00 a.m. - 2:00 p.m.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
- One of my favorite singer/songwriters Hayes Carll went to college there and speaks of it often during his shows.
- Last year's American Idol, Kris Allen, is from Conway.
- My nephew started college there this year.
Isn't that weird? I think that's weird.
What about that eraser? What genius came up with that? Someone created an instrument that is portable, inexpensive and perfection in its own right, then they improved it by attaching a little piece of rubber on the opposite end of the exposed lead that allows its user to magically eradicate things mistakenly written.
I'm sure I'll Wikipedia the origin of the pencil shortly. However, for now, I will ponder the amazingness that is the pencil...with eraser.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
What the heck?
Your television won't turn on, but it's just dead batteries in the remote.
What the hell?
You turn on your television and the only channel you can catch is Noggin because your piece of shit cable box is screwed up again.
What the f*ck?!
Somebody broke into your house and stole your television.
What the heck?
You get home from Taco Bell and the window chick gave you mild sauce when you specifically requested FIRE.
What the hell?
You get home from Taco Bell and the window chick didn't give you any sauce at all.
What the f*ck?!
You get home from Taco Bell and you have a BEAN burrito instead of a BEEF burrito.
What the heck?
While getting in your car, you notice a scratch in the paint that wasn't there yesterday.
What the hell?
Someone bumps your car while opening their car door.
What the f*ck?!
You get rear-ended at a stop sign...by someone talking on their cell phone.
What the heck?
There's a kid floating around Colorado in a tin foil balloon?
What the hell?
The kid was hiding in the attic the whole time?
What the f*ck?!
The kid threw up on the Today Show?
Seriously...what the f*ck?!?!
The kid's dad is totally off-the-wall-bat-sh*t-crazy.
What the f*ck?
Sunday, October 18, 2009
We shopped for Halloween pumpkins at the Methodist church, Thanksgiving decorations at JoAnn's and Kohl's and Pumpkin Spice Lattes at Starbucks.
The best part of the day, however, was stumbling upon this fabulous site in the Kroger shopping center parking lot...
Thank God for cell phone cameras. You just never know when the best photo op of all time will be given to you like a little gift all wrapped up with a sunshiney-day bow. (Click on the picture for a better view.)
Saturday, October 17, 2009
"I grew up in a college town, and one Halloween our doorbell rang and we opened the door expecting to see trickortreater—but what was in front of our open door—was another door! Like, a full-on wooden door, that had a sign that said “Please knock.” So we did, and the door swung open to reveal a bunch of college dudes dressed as really old grandmothers, curlers in their hair, etc, who proceeded to coo over our “costumes” and tell us we were “such cute trick or treaters!” One even pinched my cheek. Then THEY gave US candy, closed their door, picked it up and walked to the next house."
Cool websites you should check out:
My Life is Average
I Am Neurotic
Texts From Last Night
Friday, October 16, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Click here for a great new website for Beaumont events. It's called CtheDs.com.
Connect the Dots
The name of the above website (CtheDs) stands for "connect the dots," which reminded me of how much I used to love doing "connect the dots" or "dot-to-dot" puzzles when I was a kid.
Can Catchers and Channel Changers
Thinking about "dot-to-dot" puzzles reminded me of a conversation I had with someone a couple of days ago. When we were kids, my brother, sisters and I used to fight for the "privilege" of being the can-catcher or the channel-changer.
What was a can-catcher you ask? A can-catcher was the person who would grab the cans in the grocery store as directed by mom and/or dad. Tough work, but somebody had to do it. I suspect this little job duty was created during one of mom's four pregnancies. Plus, having four children with an age range of only six years, mom had to come up with creative ways to keep us (well, Terry and Stuart) from running amuck in the store.
What was a channel-changer? In the olden days, there were no remote control devices for television sets or for anything else, for that matter. Every night, we took turns being the channel-changer. Mom or dad would tell us to either change the channel or raise or lower the volume or bang the side of the set when the picture got fuzzy. There were also the occasional vertical hold or "turn the big knob" issues to be dealt with.
Our parents also somehow convinced us that folding towels, dusting the furniture, washing the car or gathering coat hangers were fun activities. They constantly used the old Tom Sawyer trick on us and we never knew. Sneaky!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Oranje Van Gogh Vodka
Combine Combine Oranje Van Gogh Vodka and Banana Liqueur into a mixer with ice. Shake and pour into the bottom of the shot glass.
Combine Coconut Rum, Orange Curacao, Cream, and dash of Grenadine (for color). Shake in shaker with ice and gently layer on top using a spoon.
Top with whipped cream.
Or an easier recipe...
1 part Licor 43® liqueur
1 part Orange Curacao liqueur
1 part cream
Carefully layer on top of each other to resemble the halloween candy. First the Licor 43, then the Orange Curacao, then finally the cream.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Friday, October 09, 2009
Thursday, October 08, 2009
The exhaustion and worry our whole family experienced over the past year with Ray, Alan and my dad’s illnesses, are now replaced not only by sadness for those who are no longer with us, but also with a new closeness to our loved ones. We were already a tight knit clan…cousins, aunts, uncles, lifelong friends, new friends...yet somehow we're even closer, now.
The sadness, however, frequently gives way to outrageous bouts of laughter and highly inappropriate remarks which I will share with you one day in the distant future. Very distant. There is no need for you to know the true depths of our depravity. You just aren’t ready for that. Trust me.
As we move forward, feel free to keep asking about us and about our mom and about our aunt and about our cousins. Don’t worry that a particular question will be inappropriate or might make us cry, because here’s the thing: there is no predicting what topic might make a person cry.
Yesterday, I spoke to someone about the flowers at my dad’s funeral for ten minutes without a hint of sadness or sentimentality. Thirty minutes later, I had to leave the room because someone mentioned Easter.
I explained to a friend that although we’re doing well, our emotions are always bubbling very near the surface and that, like bubbles, they suddenly appear and then *poof* they’re gone. You needn’t worry or feel uncomfortable around our occasional distant stares or teary eyes. It’s just the nature of bubbles.
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
It's kind of like playing a video game and picking up a pair of glasses to advance in the game and then having to "walk" around the game wearing those stupid virtual glasses.
If you can't relate to that, it's also similar to the way the Invisible Man sees things in those Invisible Man movies. For some reason, when an Invisible Man walks around with bandages on his head (so that other people in the Invisible Man movie don't know he's invisible) he sees things as though he is looking through binoculars.
To put it yet another way, I feel like I'm the Invisible Man playing Doom.
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
So, tonight I was sitting here thinking, "Laurie, when's the last time you skipped?" So, I skipped. Just a little. When's the last time you skipped? I highly recommend it.
Tomorrow, I jump rope.
Monday, October 05, 2009
Sunday, October 04, 2009
Saturday, October 03, 2009
Me: He steals.
Terry: He's a kleptomaniac?
Me: Well, he doesn't really steal stuff. He steals people's medications.
Me: Yeah, he thinks he's sick. Whatever somebody has, he thinks he has it, too.
Terry: He's a hypochondriac?
Me: Yeah. Definitely, a hypochondriac.
Terry: He's a klepto-chondriac.
Me: That's it! He's a klepto-chondriac. Is that a word?
Terry: It is now.
Friday, October 02, 2009
Thursday, October 01, 2009
My brother and his wife went back to Arkansas this morning, but we'll see them again in November for a wedding (my nephew Elliott and his lovely fiance Maritza) and for the holidays.
Our office building sent out a security alert earlier today and I volunteered to go downstairs to take care of the situation (which turned out to be a false alarm), but nobody would let me go. I guess I better start looking for a paintball course or a karate class or something to burn off some of these pent up emotions, before I get myself arrested for punching somebody in the neck at Walmart for talking too loud on their cell phone.