Do the Two's

Okay people I think this is really funny since noone gave me the directions on how to get these questions on my blog.I need a policy and procedure book for my computer writing. I think I figured it out okay. EEEEEEE!




2 names I go by: Jillsy and Jill-0-tin,
2 things that scare me: Crossing a very busy street and scary gory movies

2 everyday essentials: Coffee and water,water,water

2 truths: You are only as happy as your most unhappy child and girls just want to have fun.

2 lies: I must come back to this.

2 of my favorite hobbies: bowling and cooking, but not the every day stuff.Only when I am having company.

2 things you want REALLY BAD: To travel overseas and to be taller.

2 things that make me a "typical chick": I love cute shoes,cute puses and I loooove talk on the phone.

2 favorite items in the house: I love my coffee mugs and My Llardro's are so special ,each one has a meaning.

2 things that make me cry: saying goodbyes and Extreme Makeover.

2 words I WISH I could use to describe myself: Calm and realist.

2 things I do poorly: hello, computer skills and hiding my emotions.

2 changes I would like to see in the world:Peace forever and no crime.

2 words I have trouble saying/hearing: "cultersac",and "ideals"(ideas).

2 people to tag: Robby and Chris
You're it!

Power Stretch

Here we are in January 2006. And of course I have decided to start the year off healthier. So I started on the treadmill. And I actually made it to Health point to work on the eliptical. I love that thing. If I could just not have every excuse in the world to get there. Once I'm there I love it. Well one of my lady friends said she was going to a power stretch class in the morning,and she would meet me there. That is motivation. If you actually tell someone you will be some place then it sort of pushes you to actually go.I just wanted to hide in the back row and not be noticed. Oh no. The sleek,zero body fat instructor knows all of her regulars. She comes up and meets me. And she actually remembers me from a year ago that I went to one of her classes. Of course she remembers me. I was the idiot with the giant ball who couldn't do any of the exercises,because there are thee sizes of balls, I had the biggest one and no one told me.Until after the class was over. So my feet didn't touch the ground and I was rolling all over the place. I am sure all the skinny instructors at the Christmas party had a big fat laugh over the short old lady that kept falling off the giant ball. Well ha ha, I know the ball trick this time you strumpet, so there!
The class is a cross between Palates and I don't know what. She used weights and giant balls. I used muscles that haven't ever been used in my life. Even the instuctor's boney-ass legs were quivering. This woman does this every day. Which leads me to believe that she was pushing it. And do they do that just to show off to a out of shape newcomer? Is there something that they just want to make it so hard that you just are in awe of the limber freak'in bodies. Cause I gottsa tellya, there were ladies there moaning who were regulars. So was that Miss Thing just showing off a little bit for the new girl? At least that is what I would like to believe,because folks it was brutal. I had sweat rolling down my forhead,justfrom holding my leg over my knee doing squats.I couldn't even stand on one leg for any length of time. And is that what they do in Yoga? Whatever. All I know is I will ache like hell tomorrow.And if little Miss Thing thinks she scared me off, she's gotta another thing coming.I think I have till Tuesday to recuperate.
I was watching the clock, only 20 more minutes, okay 10 more minutes, yay! it's time. This Chick goes, I think we started 10 minutes late.....she took us another 15minutes. Who does that? I am telling you she had it in for me. She even said during one of the leg lift things....How's it going Jill ? Do I look okay bitch? It wasn't aerobicly difficult,it was the stupid postions that we put our bodies.And then you hold there FOREVER!That was the killer. And the shakey leg syndrome would set in. I'm doing great!So my happy ass is going back. She can't get rid of me that easy.I know tomorrow I am going to be a cripple,but by Tuesday I am sure I will be able to walk.My body aches every day anyways, it may as well be for a good reason.

Psychic Phenom

Okay folks I know you are all getting tired of my Vegas experience, but here goes one more. When I took Jeanie back to Ohio after our Thanksgiving visit I had the opportunity to have a reading with a psychic. Those of you who know me,understand my quirky need for spirit encounters,following my intuition, being aware of signs and messages from the other side, that kind of stuff. Well I had a reading. I wasn't all that into it because I really wanted to do some Christmas shopping, but I went with the flow.
The lady seemed really nice. She stated that my husband and I were soul mates. Well in my mind I sort of question that. It's taken a long time for us to be where we are today.And I love my man a lot. Ain't no way we are soul mates ,cause we have worked through too much shit over the last thirty years that we were married,let alone the eight years were together before we were married. Maybe that's what made us soul mates. My point is we had a little roller coaster of love so to speak. Not my idea of what soul mates should be, but she proceeded, You will always be with him. Hell yea, I'm not about to start over now.She asked,"Do you have two or three children?" Whatever, you are supposed to know this stuff. I say two. "Oh, because one child is fuzzy".Alright, I was losing faith. Until she asked me if I gambled. "No, I don't". Oh , she saw me winning money. "Well, I'm going to Las Vegas in December", I said. "Okay good. You're gonna win money. There's a carousel,I'm not familiar with Las Vegas",she said. I said, "neither am I." She went on ," there is a Carousel that you need to go to" .I asked, "Circus,Circus?" She said, "yes, that must be it,go there to the slot machines,third row over from the right, 8th or 9th machine. You will win." Okay this was pretty specific. And it really stuck with me. She even said, "Don't you want to write this down?" She went on to tell me some other vague stuff.So I thought.
When I got home from my Ohio trip, (which she also told me I was taking a short trip) Hello, Streetsboro to Indiana, no short trip. Rob saw my tape recording with the psychic's card on it and started to give me grief. "Shut up, she liked you, you're my soul mate. And we are going to win money in Vegas." It did make him smile. "We just have to go where there is a carousel,I think that's Circus,Circus."
So here we are, our first day in Vegas. No plans just getting a grip.Checking out the hotel,Bellagio's. We tried some slots. It didn't take any time at all to suck down our 20's. It really made my soul mate annoyed, till I pointed out to him that they ARE giving us free drinks while we play. A beer is $8 and a mixed drink$12 or$15. It did show us how quickly money is lost and SO we didn't play too long.
We had our spa day. We had our nice dinners. We went to our shows. Then at New York NewYork after one of our shows,we tried the slots. Well we won!$400, and we quit. That was really fun.So we got the taste. The taste of winning.
Now it was our last day. Nothing is planned. We decided to walk around and see some other Casinos. "We have got to find Circus,Circus. We have got to give it a shot." Well it was way far away from where we were, and a cab drive would be a lot of money. We decided to just walk around. "I am going to be very unhappy with you if I don't try Circus Circus, for my psychic winnings." My soul mate just rolled his eyes, and said let's go.The sidewalks were packed. It was the day before New Years, people were piling in to Vegas by the droves. It was cloudy and cool. A good day to be walking. We saw The Wynn, Treasure Island,and then Rob saw it. What's that across the street? A giant Carousel, now it had vendors selling T-shirts and lots of souvenirs,but it was a freak'n Carousel.The place was Bali's. We went in. Now here is the tricky part. There really were not rows. The slot machines were stationed in circles. So I tried to figure what would be the third row from the right.I tried a few coins. It wasn't working. So I said, "let's go with the ones on the wall. It's the 8th or 9th one." Rob pointed and said "Let's go for this one." It was the ninth machine in that row.We put the money in. Played a few times.....
Ding Ding Ding $600 dollars! I looked at Rob and said,"Was that our win?" "He said I think so." "Should we stop??" "It's up to you." I stopped.
So needless to say I am going over my psychic recording with a fine tooth comb.And by the way, she told me Bri and Jake would have a baby before the end of the 2006. So, does that mean that Rob is truely my soul mate? I think he can only handle me for one lifetime.This one.
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Celine

Okay we got tickets to see Celine.You know being in Vegas , you gotta see who's hot. If Elvis was alive I am sure we would have tried to see him. I'm not so cracked up about Wayne Newton, but thank the Lord he wasn't playing our week.But you know, Caeser's Palace built this big fat auditorium just for Celine and she's been there five years, you know she's kinda one of the performers you want to see. So we saw Celine. Well, we were early, and Rob went down to get wine for us...there was a guy three rows behind us that asked how much we all paid for tickets...He paid $300 a ticket. EEEEEE where? There are several ways to find tickets to these shows . Don't settle for the first high priced place you look. There were also scalpers at the show...not sure what they charged but there are options. When Rob came back with our $15 wines that filled half a dixie cup, he poured his into mine and proceeded to get a girlie drink in a specialty
Celine glass, that were decent sized and he enjoyed much more.(they were out of beer.)Can you imagine how the 15 dollar wines just upset his stomach? They almost did mine....I got over it.
I just want to say that the special effects were awesome, and the dancers were really great. Celine's voice is so pure and strong...but she is such a geek. I am sorry, she is an absolute talent. And if you close your eyes the voice is flawless....but if she hits her chest any harder she will actually cause an arrhythmia. She sort of reminded me of Napoleon Dynamite...especially how she would say YEEEESS. With the fist in front of her chest. GOd love her , she is married to a really old man , and she just ain't hip. Maybe Circus Circus would build a beauteous auditorium for Napoleon Dynamite and Pedro too.

Is 50 the New 30?

All I know is that when I was 30 , I felt like a kid . At fifty I feel like an adult.
I do think that you are as old as you think. But I can't stand women that overdo the trendy thing and really dress too young. On the other hand I have seen fashion don'ts for women I am sure are my age or even younger. It certainly has helped having a daughter that keeps me in the know. She also lets me know if I am out of line (too young ) or too old lady....eg. tucking in my shirts to high waisted jeans that are straight-leg to the ankles.
Then there is the mind set of acting like a fuddy duddy when you are actually chronologically young, not having anything to do with fashion.I don't think that was ever my problem.Saying that,I do think that I am feeling my age more so now than ever. So the big 5-0 was the culpret.

Case in point, I had the opportunity to be with some ladies ...all arounnd my age, this means 50-60 age group. I hadn't seen them for awhile. In the conversation they were the same smart, sharp ladies I had known before, makeup and hair looked good ,cute clothes, all very well accomplished in their careers. They were talking about taking a trip together and when could they go to Europe? I just said , well you better hurry up and go before you can't walk and see everyting you want. They all looked at me like I had three heads something. They were silenced. I said,I don't know about you ,tell me it doesn't hurt every morning just to get out of bed . They all said oh yea, it hurts. Okay , that's what I'm talking about.

Sometimes I go to bed and just wake up with an ache that there is no reason to have. Maybe it's my pillow or how I slept on the blanket. My son has slept on gravel for God's sake and he has no problems. Good Lord he slept in a recliner in my basement for all of his teenage years. I can not even sleep without my special pillow. So don't give me this shit that 50 is the new 30. I certainly did not have the aches and pains at thirty that I do now.So Miss Oprah, who looks good on her couch with her designer high healed shoes. Did you walk all over Las Vegas in those babies....I did like an idiot. Hell yea I looked good. It took a lot longer to get where i wanted to go, but i looked good.Did I have bruises on my feet , yes, ( FYI the shoe with the bunion toe actually did better than the foot that I had surgery
on to fix the bunion.)
So what is the real reason why 50 is the new 30. I will tell you. It's the freaking baby boomers. There are more of us...so the media wants us to think that we are the epitomy of beauty.Whatever,give me my 30 year old muscles and bones any day.Now we sure can take better care of ourselves and we can last longer,and maybe even look better than our parents and grandparents did at this age, but guess what, we are old...and I sure ain't 30....So I like myself more, and feel more confidet,but still hurt all over. What's up with that?

ND vs OSU

I know, I know what the hell am doing writing anything about football. This is giant. I grew up with Notre Dame football via my Dad. He graduated from Notre Dame. I grew up singing the fight song. My grandma Allen would play it regularly on the piano when she and Grandpa were visiting on Sunday afternoons. My Dad was a Notre Dame cheerleader. (being that he was about5'5" my guess is they could thow him around easily). Although I had witnissed him during my childhood doing a mean back flip. My Mom would say he was just wirey. He was just a cute little guy,who loved Notre Dame, and everything it stood for. Now, my father-in-law graduated from OSU and he,just as my Dad lived and breathed the Bucks.And as long as I have known the Mullally family its been Ohio State all the way. As for Rob and me it didn't hurt that we lived in Buckeye country for seven years of our married life.You really get the spirit of Ohio State in Delaware County which is located just 20 minutes from Colunbus,you know hang on Sloopy, Louie,Louie, and the Danger Brothers.... Get my drift.
So this game has been a big dilemma for me. Jim Tressel who is the coach at OSU now has Youngstown connections. And my neices who played basketball for YSU have very good things to say about the man.So who wins who loses is giant in the fan point of view ,for me it just takes me back to two great guys, Griff and Bob that influenced me temendously in my life. They both are gone now, but I am sure they are both sitting together having a beer and rooting for their teams. The fact that these teams are playing each other is pretty special. I know they both would have loved the chance to see it.

Viva Las Vegas!

Our Christmas present to each other this year was our trip to Las Vegas. I just want to say that we had the best time. Honestly I was just a little Leary of Rob and I going away together, just the two of us. We hadn't done a vacation by ourselves since 1986 or 1987. We went to Jamaica man, and that was great. We were lots younger and whatever, I was skeptical that we would have fun together ALONE.
Well it was so fun and Las Vegas is just so different than Jasper Indiana, (ya think?)
We started off a little rocky. Rob had forgotten his digital camera....So don't expect any great pictures. The airport seemed to have extra security, like army guys carrying big weapons,so that was kind of discerning. We got there in one piece.
The Bellagio is absolutely beauteous,the room was great. My only complaint there was that the bathroom mirror was very high,It was giant,but high. I could barely see my forehead. I know I'm short, but you know, this place is supposed to be Italian. These little old Italian ladies are not big. Let's lower the mirrors people.
Our room overlooked the lake with the dancing fountains, way cool!(If I were Keenan I would do a link here, but I am computer illiterate, sorry)
The bathroom was gorgeous, the pillows were great,and the view was fabulous. It's just that when you go for coffee in the AM , you are at Billagio's so two coffees and two rolls are 30 bucks. Which initially made Mullally crazy. You know him. Well, let's face it...That would make anyone crazy.
And then the gambling.....EEEEEE! It was such an adjustment. Casino in the lobby.I had been there , so I sorta knew, but things had really changed in five years, so I was seeing things differently also.
Rob is so funny, the slots bored him. "This is mindless",until I started winning.So the first day was getting acclimated.
And by the way, Las Vegas is really becoming such an international little hub.... isn't it? There were people from all countries there,many,mnay from China and Japan, but also Russia,Germany,Mexico,France,India...It was amazing.We even saw a family from Ireland, with a bratty little girl who looked about six. The Daddy had just about had it with her. And she was very whiney.....He said to her "Tell it to your congressman."

We also received some special news when we were in Las Vegas. Our little girl is going to have a baby. Can you believe that? It really surprised us. We are getting used to the news....and getting on to Grandparents mode.We are so happy for Brianne and Jake.

A Y-town Christmas Weekend

Okay, I know no one actually believes this but big Daddy and I were actually spontaneous and decided to go to Y-town for Christmas. Now, back in the old days, the 70's as we knew them, we were known to do outrageous things on a whim. But in the now....we are not that spontaneous. So we decided after I was called off work a half day on Friday to do a Y-town traunt.Which was way cool, cause it was Jan's B-day. And we totally surprised her. And Grandma Mullally had talked to us earlierin the week, and said the weather was so good.It was perfect, because I would have been just a little sad on Christmas without some extended family around.Eventhough we had our big fat Christmas with our kids,the weekend before, its still a time to be with family.

So we packed up our bags and and said with a smile
lets go to Y-town, it's only a million miles.
that's just exactly what we did
No presents in tow, God forbid.
That's all okay Rob said with glee. My mom won't care she just wants to see me.
So we drove through the night and called on the way,
We're coming Christmas Eve and at your house we will stay.
Mom was happy and called all through the town...
Joyce and Sam,Jim and JoLynn make room for more family,
And don't give a frown.
We were welcomed with open arms that were sincere
even though we arrived by car, not by reindeer.
Christmas Eve what a feast, poor Jim and Jolynn
Never sat all night,from the time we strolled in.
The Italian feast was the best, their traditions rule.
we loved to see the kids and hear all about school.

The next day we woke early and blew in to Joyce and Sam's.
Their new house is a mansion, You got to see it to understand.
We had wedding soup and good conversation before we left.
as soon as we got there , it was over in a jiff.

Off we went in our car as we drove out of sight,
Merry Christmas to you all,
and to all a good night. (eventhough it was noon ....that doesn't rhyme.)

So a thankyou is due to you all for your hospitality and especially at such short notice.
I apologize to my family members that I did not connect with. I promise I will make it up very soon. You all are too spread out...and there are way too many of you. I love you too.....It was grandma's turn.