Sadly, this blog now needs to go private.

It has come to my attention, that there are some unwelcome eyeballs viewing this blog.
That will now cease.

To the remainder of you who I love and adore, you can continuing enjoying the blog by writing me at tupwarelady@msn.com and I will give you the permission you need to continue viewing.

Shame on you.

GOOOOOOSE BUMPS AGAIN

SHE MADE IT

TO THE SEMIFINALS!!!!!!!!!!!!

The song you are hearing now is what she will sing (with a band) if she makes the top 3.

SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 18TH - 7:00 pm

Clark Center - Arroyo Grande

Tickets on Sale at http://www.clarkcenter.org/

Driving Miss Chelsea

Someone got her learner's permit a few weeks ago, even did the "happy dance" right there at the DMV. She's now driving me............everywhere.

I love the way when she gets in the car that it takes 5 minutes before we leave the driveway. Checks all the mirrors, adjusts the seat and then plans her exit out of our 15 foot driveway. It's like planning for the space shuttle launch.

I have already worn a hole in the passenger's side of the car where the imaginary brake is.

Chelsea started her Senior year at high school yesterday and yes she drove us to school. So strange to be the passenger now, seems like just yesterday I was driving my baby girl to kindergarten. Ok and yes there was a tear, maybe even two.

Last Saturday, Chelsea auditioned at the Clark Center for a shot at this competition. They called her name and she disappeared into a studio while I waited in the lobby. And then I heard her. Clear out in the lobby, I could hear her sing. It was the very end of the song, the part where she gives it her all. She came out grinning and said, "I think it went well, Mom, they said I gave them goosebumps".

They weren't the only ones.

They will announce the results this weekend.

The show will be Saturday, September 18th.

Stay tuned....more goosebumps forthcoming.

Life can sometimes be like a rollercoaster ride. And I'm on the ride of my life. There are ups and downs, and dips and curves. Moments that take your breath away and times where you can barely hold on.
If I had a dollar for every time someone said to me, "I wish I had your life", I'd have lots of mula! But, I just want to set the record straight here and now. The grass isn't always greener on the other side. I have my moments, believe me, it is not always a bed of roses. I just don't tell you about the thorns! I have disappointments and heartache too. In fact, I am having a very difficult week folks, even had myself my very own pity party. Didn't you get the invite ?
But do you know what I do when I get blue? I don his Fedora, blast his music, and DANCE, baby, DANCE! Complete with spins and the moonwalk! And then all is right with the world. I know you are tapping your foot to the beat right now. Get up and join me. I'll even bet you Never, Neverland you will! Try it sometime. You'll see.

Two Tickets to Paradise

As we survived our first ROAD TRIP together, it is time to take one by AIR!

Somewhere WARM, with white sandy beaches, swaying palm trees and waterfalls to explore.

Perhaps an all inclusive resort, where one only needs passports and flipflops?

And we leave in 17 days, but hey, who's counting?

Viva!

Our View

A picture can paint a thousand words or toes for that matter.

I will say that view of the snow covered mountains while laying on the beach in 90 degree weather was unreal......oh and by the way playing "footsies" wasn't so bad either!

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Mr. Moto & I at June Lake, July 2010

Almost

Tonight about 10:30, I went out the front door to set out the trash cans. Wow, smells like a fire out here. Perhaps a BBQ next door? Awful late, though. Go back inside and shut the door but the smell is really strong and really close, so I go back outside on my porch. Smells like a campfire, walk to the front yard and look. Nothing. Where is that damn fire smell coming from? It's getting stronger. Go back on my porch, smell is overbearing. Is it electrical? Is there a fire between the walls in my house? Just happened to glance down to my wine barrel planter and OMG, Holy Mother of Pearl, my planter is on FIRE!!!
Apparently, my room mate who only smokes outside put her cigarette out in the dirt of the planter. HOWEVER, the dead crispy roots where there were once flowers are buried in that dirt and when she snuffed out the cig, it ignited the dry crispy roots below and then they smoldered up to the surface and caught fire. Thank goodness, it was trash day tomorrow o r I would never have been gone outside. The wooden half barrel lays flush against my house surrounded by wicker furniture. I shudder to think what could have happened after we had gone to sleep. Luckily we were able to put it out ourselves. She feels horrible and can't stop apologizing. My guardian angel was definitely looking out for me today. Never a dull moment around here, folks! Good night!

Weekly Wrap Up

Monday brought insomnia and the loss of my ATM card.

Tuesday brought an awesome day spent with Miss Rona in Beverly Hills and Hollywood. Amazing how you can thrive on no sleep, drive to and from LA and put in a twelve hour day without batting an eye. Oh, but there were a few yawns, 9 gallons of coffee and a pair of toothpicks that propped my eyes open.

Wednesday brought opening night of Chelsea's play, Fiddler on the Roof and the a trip to Santa Barbara's Fiesta to see Jeffrey Perez perform as MJ at the El Mercado.

Thursday night brought the Huey Lewis and the News concert at the Casino. They still got it!

Friday night brought the Fiesta RODEO complete with ice cold beer and

kettle corn for dinner. Thanks Mr. Moto for the fun date! Loved the mutton busting, bull riding and the clowns.

Saturday began with a visit at my home from Jeffrey Perez. I loved the look on
Chelsea's face when she him come thru the door looking like Michael Jackson. He was kind enough to teach Chelsea a few dance steps from Thriller. Next off to a Fundraiser for the Rona Barrett Foundation at the beautiful Sunstone Winery, complete with great music, weather and food. Especially the caprese, those yummy morsels on a stick. I could have eaten a hundred of those. Then off to closing night of Chelsea's Fiddler on the Roof Play where she performed as Fruma Sarah, the dead wife who comes back to life in a dream and sings an incredible number. She gave me goosebumps during that song. I'm her Mom and I am still in awe every time I see her perform.

Sunday - now isn't that supposed to be a day of rest?

Counting Sheep

I don't know about you, but lately I have had the worst case of insomnia. Monday night was insane. Went to bed about 12:30, still awake at 1:30. Tried reading, warm milk, infommercials, and even blogging. Nothing worked. It is now 2:30....what to do...can't seem to turn my mind off. Could it be that there are 2 full moons this month? Hmmm, maybe I could listen to a nice, calm CD. Get up and start the search, only to find "Greatest Hits from the 70's", "Bad Boy Ballads" and "Three Dog Night's Greatest Hits" stuffed in my nightstand. Geez, am I stuck in the 70's or what. But now I remember Chelsea used to have some CD's that she would drift off to sleep with. It is now 3:15 and I am on my hands and knees rummaging thru Chelsea' s CD collection. Ahhhh, at last a CD titled "Dream Scape". Happily I climb back in bed, load the CD in my lap top and wait for Mr. Sandman. I glance one last time at the clock, 4:15. Wonderful, I leave in 3 hours to drive Miss Rona to LA. At last my eyes feel heavy, I'm beginning to drift away, feeling warm and fuzzy, being lulled to sleep by the sound of waves gently washing up on shore, the sound of an occasional seagull and then sudden silence. My lap top just died. No problem, I'll just plug in the power cord..............but wait, where is the cord? Rip my bedroom apart only to remember it's in my car, downstairs out on the driveway in the dark where the boogeyman lives. Oh hell with it. What's on my mind you say? If I told you, your brain would explode. Oh look, the sun is coming up now. Lovely........sweet dreams everyone.

A note from above

Dear Patty, Larry & Philip family,

I just wanted to let you know that I made it home safely. The journey wasn't an easy one, but it didn't take very long. Everything is so pretty here, sky so blue, such green grass to romp thru and blue lakes to swim in. Tell the grandbabies, I'll be watching for their balloons. I wish that you could close your eyes and see it too. Please try not to be sad for me.

I had a wonderful life with you. Please know that God is taking very good care of me and I am with all the others who went before me including J.D. :) Here there is no sadness, no sorrow and no pain. Here there is no crying and I will never hurt again. Here it is so peaceful where all the angels sing.
I really have to go now........ I've got to try on my wings.
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Twas' heaven here on earth with you.

Love you all -

Kodi
(age 14)