Go Vicki, It's Your Birthday!

Young Vicki
The little girl in this picture is all grown up and goes by the name of "My Mom." Today is her birthday and I spent part of my day with her. We did a lot of talking, laughing and sharing stories. I must say a fun time was had by all. I know I'm her favorite child, but I won't tell the others about this.


Happy Birthday Mom!

An Observation On The Bus

Why was Luella Robinson's grandbaby, Boo-Boo (goes by MANE1UP now) all stretched out on the bus Tuesday morning, like he was at home on the sofa just chillin??? I mean, what's really going on here?

p.s. I have no idea if this young man's grandmama is Luella Robinson, but someone needs to come and fix this mess a.s.a.p.

I'm Trying...

It takes me a lot longer to type anything and for good reason; I'm recovering. Last week I had minor surgery on my right wrist. All is going well and I will be back to my healthy self soon. I wanted to write more with the posts I have, but it's not been easy typing with one hand. I think all of this is teaching me to be more patient.

Happy Birthday!!!

Happy Birthday, María Elena!!!

Much love to you, NORFDAKOTAH Cooley Cousin!

WARNING - IT'S ALL ABOUT THE CUTE KID!!!

Cooleys are beautiful children - inside and out. Ladies and Gentlemen, here is our beautiful, Neaveh Grace.

Grampa Tony

I saw something familiar in my kid brother, Grampa Tony that reminded me of our grandmother Veltirea. I remember our Grandma sitting at the kitchen table, having a cup of coffee, glasses on face and reading the morning paper. The moment I took this picture, I captured Tony doing the same thing Grandma did. No, there was no coffee or kitchen table, but the paper and glasses were there. The desire to know of the lastest news events - locally and globally is an interest both share.

Tony (before he was a grampa) and Grandmother Veltirea - 1960's

Happy Birthday, Edward Johnson

I wanted to acknowledge Grampa Johnson on his 139 birthday. This picture shows all property east of the railroad tracks was Ed Johnson's farm.

WARNING - These People Don't Know How To Shut The Hell Up On A Plane When You're Trying To Get Some Sleep Because You Had So Much Fun On Your Vacation And You Didn't Sleep Too Damn Much.

Why did this man (let's call him Don), his wife (let's call her Millie) sitting across the aisle and their companion (let's call her Lori) talk the entire three hour flight home? They told these stale-ass jokes AND cracked themselves up, with the wife laughing the loudest! They were CORNY as an Iowa cornfield in July. I heard them when I was asleep with headphones in my ears. After a good time in Los Angeles, I was returning to the cold and snow - which was not exactly what I wanted. So I was listening to Lalah Hathaway to ease my mind. I'm trying to return to MinneSNOWta in a mellow mood. This 'won't shut the hell up' family disturbed my groove. Yes, I did suggest they shut up, but they weren't trying to listen to me. They were like the Stepford Family with just a little bit of Trailer Park tossed in for an added kick. I had to turn the music up louder, so I could sleep. Damn!!!