Friday, June 23, 2017

Bridge of Hope Party

THE BRIDGE OF HOPE REUNION IN CT.
     I was looking forward to this. I was hoping CJ and Fran would come or at least Howard and his wife. I knew Patrice would be there and I was looking forward to seeing her and Linda. They were always the best when we were going through the adoption process.
     The Day was hot, in a spring that had been a little cool and wet. The drive up, made by Teri, Thank You was not bad. Teri and I fussed over what to bring and she finally settled on a dip. At these gatherings I always feel like white trash. No one has ever treated me that way. They have always been very sweet and kind, but these last few years have been a little rough and we have not recovered like we would of liked to and the people who adopt like we did are usually of higher incomes, even when we were making good money.
      We get there a few minutes after the time it was to start. Few people are there. I strike up a conversation with a women I don't know telling her stories about our trip to Russia and how CJ and Fran were with us and how he was learning Russian and it made ordering food very easy. After a while we wander away from each other.

     The Other problem with the Bridge of Hope gatherings and I loosely take a quote from The Big Chill. We all knew each other for a short time a while ago. I wanted to sit down and talk to Patrice and Linda, because I do very much like them, but I had nothing to say beyond how are the adoptions from China going and did You ever do the Birobidzhan trip?
     We all had some burgers and hot dogs and some Ice Tea. Around three O-Clock, We felt it was time to leave. I took a few pictures of the girls on a big rock and then some pictures of all the kids from Russia and we left.

     I will go to the next one I hear about and the one after that. This will always be an important part of my life.

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Fixing the side of the Pool

We decided to fix the pool up this year. Several Years ago I collapsed the side of the pool when I ran water I was draining from it on the elevated side and the wall bowed in. And over the last few years I'd made several attempts to fix it and only managed to make things worse. So this year Teri insisted that it was time to replace the pool liner. Early in the year, around February we contacted the pool company that Kristen works for. We wanted the work done early, like April.
     Well about mid May I go run into the pool place. I'd been short of money, even though we'd had a movie filmed at our house and we're paid well. It's funny how while you are sleeping the money gnomes come and steal your money. We were quoted a price of $1,200.00 for a new liner. They would take the cover off, drain it remove the old liner, add sand where we needed it and put the new liner in. I was told it would be two weeks before the liner would be in and then they would schedule an appointment.
     At five-thirty one late May day I Spanish fellow knocks on my door. He tells me he is here to do my pool. Trying to be nice, because I didn't want him to go away and never come back or worse come back late in the season, I explained to him I was not ready for him. He and his assistant opened the pool and started to drain it. I explained to him I needed time to dig out the side and I asked who much for him to do it. He said it would be on an hourly rate, as in they didn't know how long it would take them. I asked them to come back in a few days.
     I start digging the hole the next day. I am or was a physical person and I jam the shovel into the ground, taking overly large shovel fulls of dirt and begin piling the dirt, more like clay a few feet away
from me. My youngest daughter, Elena offers to help. She digs on the far side of where the hole will be and I'm where the cave in was worst. My hole is three times the size of hers in ten minutes. In fifteen minutes, I have to stop. As Danny Glover would say in 'Lethal Weapon' "I'm getting to old for this shit" Elena continues to dig. I dig sporadically over the next hour. We make some really good progress. As We head in that night I think I will be able to call the pool guys back before the weekend. It is Wednesday night.
     It rains for most of the next three days. We try to get back out there. The hole was covered over, but the rain as rain will do found the lowest point it can and that was our hole. All the clay is sticky and slippery. When We are finished, muddy clay is stuck to the shovels and the buckets we tried to use and very little of it wants to come off. At the end of this day, I realize that the job to be successful, I must increase the size of the hole to almost double. As work progresses, I dig less. My elbow and shoulder are hurting and the more I do the worse they are. Like Danny Glover said...
      After about a week of work the hole is nearing completion. Elena has done a good amount of the work and she has done all of the dirt jobs. The worst was getting down near the bottom of the side of the pool and clawing out the clay packed between the side and the bottom piece where the side should be.
     I get home after the pool people have left. I see a bright shinny liner with about six inches of water in it. The day is bright and shinny and it reminds me why pool and summer go together. But when I'm still looking at the bill for this job in the middle of February, I will try to bring back that memory. I hope it will work.

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Friday, May 19, 2017

Mother's Day 2017

For Mother's Day, Teri had said she didn't want to do something at home. I didn't want to go out so it was Wednesday before Mother's day before I sat down and really tried to come up with a place to go. Amanda, who has started to become a really  responsible person reached out to me to help find a place to eat. I was told by Teri that Amanda worked from seven to three so it had to be a dinner. I knew Gilligan's was for Nancy's birthday the following Friday, so that was out. I finally came up with Bailey's Smoke House. I took a chance. We'd been there before, but I wasn't sure if Teri was going there for other people, or she liked it too. I told Amanda, she liked the idea.
     On Mother's day we had a reservation for seven people at five PM. Our Table was upstairs in the bar and I could see the TV and the Yankee double header games. They beat the Astros in a come back win in the first game, retired Jeter's number 2 between games and in the night cap bought the tying run to the plate in the bottom of the ninth before losing, but I didn't watch the game while at dinner.
     We decide on two combination dinners that would feed a small army. Nastia doesn't like BBQ so she wanted fish cakes. I thought she should have chicken, and her reply to why she didn't want to eat the chicken came out a little princessey. She said something like I don't want chicken , because I want fish. Whatever it was it hit Teri and I wrong. Teri took her outside to talk to her. When Nastia came back she was quiet. I tell Teri if she wants to give her fish cakes she can, and I won't care, but there is no reason for her to not eat the chicken. I look over at Nastia and she is now quietly crying. Again Teri and her go outside and when they come back her mood is better and dinner progresses.
     The Food was good, we did order enough for a small army, everyone got left overs. We had enough for three meals.
     Happy Mother's Day Teri.

The Evil Attic

It was Monday after work, I'd just finished giving a driving lesson to Elena and she had gone upstairs to take a shower before dinner. Nastia was looking for a portfolio for a school project. Elena just as she heads into the shower says there might be some in the Attic. I head out the door to drive around and look for some flower pots that come with store bought plants so I can plant vegetables in them at home. I'm gone about a half hour.
     When I get back home I see there is a message on the answer machine, but before I play it back Nastia calls to see if it is me down stairs. She asks, "why don't you answer your phone?" I never heard it. She starts telling me she went upstairs and got locked in the attic (Flowers in the Attic??) and had to stay there until Elena finished her shower and let her out.(READ THE BOOK, if You don't know or see the 1980's movie, book was better)
     After a good laugh, I play the answer machine back. It is Nastia calling the home phone asking to be let out of the attic. Even David laughed at her plight.
     Teri had a bad day, some people at her job were let go, some were friends, so I saved it for her and it brightened her day, made her laugh.
      I'm sorry Nastia if it hurt you,everyone laughing at what happened to you, it was something that made a bad day a little better.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Pre-Mother's Day running around

Mother's Day, it was like planning the invasion of Europe. I was Eisenhower. Nastia and Elena were Patton and Montgomery. I planned things and the helped execute things, without upsetting our Russian Allies. (That's a little joke Nastia says no one will understand, so I won't explain it) (Aw, hell you know I have to...Eisenhower had to preserve the Alliance against Hitler by keeping the Russians happy. I gave my children, the Russian tasks that would make them happy, simple, funny. Don't look at me that way it is funny....It's West Nyack funny)
        D-Day (yes, we're still going with the WW2 theme) was Saturday, the day before 'The Mother's day"
     At T-2 hours, noon civilian time, Elena comes up to me with a text she wrote me the day before about the gift she wanted to give her mother. I start reading it out loud. Elena jerks it away, giving me a look. It wouldn't do for Eisenhower to reveal part of the plan and be accused of having loose lips and sinking ships, Crises averted.
     After Teri has left to do grocery shopping, the three of us pile into the car and just like D-Day, the weather is poor. It's raining, sometimes hard, but We soldier on.
     Our first stop is a nursery in New City that used to be called Cropsey's, now I think it's Red Hill. I want a red dogwood tree for my mother. She has made comment recently that all of her dogwood trees are white and the one time she tried to buy a red one, the guy at Schimps Nursery, that used to be over near the middle school insisted the one he was selling her was red, it was white. We get there and the girls elect to stay in the car. I venture out and I am directed to cross a little bridge into the land of trees (my embellishment, you'll see why in a minute) I cross the bridge and enter a land of pretty flowering trees, I'm quickly walking around, because it is still raining, when a stranger appears from out of a flock of dwarfed red maples asking me what is my quest? I tell the noble spirit that I seek a red or pink dogwood tree. His reply is crisp and quick, that I have arrived at the land of Tree's of Statement and if I look to my left I will see trees starting at three-forty-three. I look at my watch wondering how time has flown so quickly in the land of statement trees. I ask the benign spirt the price of his noble green and pink friends and again he tells me the time, they start at three-forty-three. This time I've gotten the joke, I had inadvertently wandered into the land of dreams. I smile and tell the noble protector of the gold bearing denizens that I'm just looking for a give for Mom, not a statement. He bows and in a cloud of red dust or maybe red maple leaves disappears into his home make forest of statement trees.
     I smile as I turn occasionally laughing at having survived my adventure in the land of statement trees, but deep in my heart I only feel pity for those who have come before and those who will come after and be lured by the sweet serine's song to spend starting at three-forty-three, money on a statement tree, poor bastard!
      Our Quest, our invasion has not been defeated, only given something to write about in a blog. We will soldier on, next to another nursery!
     Our next stop after the magical world of Statement trees was to be another nursery center on Sickletown road. I can never remember their name  We instead do a quick side trip to the local liquor store and a discount card store. I head for the liquor store to buy some rum chatta for Teri and the girls head for the card store to buy cards.
     After that we are on our way to the nursery on Sickletown road. Its raining again and I go alone after confirming that the girls don't want to go. (Yes this will circle back in our story, it's the second time no one has wanted to go with me. That's okay, I didn't want company) I find Red Dogwood trees at $199.00 and some others at $139.00. I guess they don't stock statement trees. I did find vegetable plants at a cheaper price then Home Depot or Lowes $3.00 each. So I buy a few large singles at $2.49 and some four packs at $1.99. (I remember in the 60's when the price for a six place was less then a dollar. Wake Up.) Now having found only vegetable plants to buy at a reasonable price I get the brain storm to go to Home Depot. Why didn't I think of that before. They have trees and if they are not too abused they are reasonably priced, but are not statement trees, sadly. We head off to Home Depot. It is raining harder now then it has for most of the time We have been out. So I tell the girls I'll be back quickly. Nastia pipes up, (here it comes) I'll go with you and help you get a tree. I stop for a moment, then it hits me, David works at Home Depot. So I lay into her about the only reason she wants to go is to see David. I realize I am being a little hard on her so I circle back (see how that comes into it too) to a nicer tone and tell her she has two minutes to talk to him. She says she'll stay. Then I , hopefully in a nice tone tell her she doesn't have to stay in the car just because she wanted to go into Home Depot just to see David and I called her on it. She stayed anyway. Home Depot had no Dogwood trees.
     We go to Lunch in the Mall then head home with our bounty. Mother's Day is tomorrow and I think We have it covered. Elena got her a copy of A Dog's purpose, which she didn't wrap I guess because I didn't tell her to. Never thought I had to. Nastia got her a Sephora's gift card. I got her the Rum Chatta. My Mom did get her Pink Dogwood Tree, but I had to order it on line and it will get there about midweek.
  

Monday, May 1, 2017

Nastia's Junior Ball

The Junior Ball, a time for people, girls, may daughter to look forward to, to gat excited about dressing up and having some supervised adult fun. The beginnings of being an adult.
     Teri and Nastia went out sometime before the junior ball to pick out a dress, correction, the proper dress.
     Now Nastia has been bowling with me this year, starting sometime about the beginning of April she started asking me when bowling ended because she wanted to get her nails done for the Junior Ball. Every so often she would ask again. She probably only asked a few times, but to me it seemed every time I turned around she was asking. Bowling ended the end of April and thank god there was time to get her nails done.
     The day of the Junior Ball was a Friday. She had our permission to get out of school early. She never really asked, but Nastia and Teri were going to need the time. Teri was working for home. Nastia texts me soon after school starts that she needs a note to leave early. Silly Us should of thought about that one. I write up a note and bring it over.
     Nastia gets picked up around noon and Her and Teri go get her hair and nails done. Lat5er that day, sometime after three they both arrive home. Nastia has her hair braided. To me it looked poorly done, I told her it looked nice. Later after she gets dressed it did look nicer.
     About five, I guess Nastia starts to get ready. I'm hanging around in the kitchen drinking a beer figuring I'll be a spectator. Around six-thirty or so it starts. David is late. David is always late. David said something about someone being in the bathroom or something or other. I really wasn't listening. I didn't care. I had my beer, it was Friday and I was relaxing in the Kitchen. I think I even got out some Doritos. It's now 6:45 and I hear that they have to be there by seven-thirty or they will not be allowed in. I hear my wife mention my name. She's requesting I drive Nastia to the Junior ball and David to me her there, because there is not enough time. I agree and get my car keys. It is six-fifty now. I can see redness in Nastia's eyes. She is either upset or the cold she has been fighting is starting to win. At almost seven, I'm sitting in the car, David texts or calls Nastia that he is on the way and she says she will wait for him. I say nothing, I have said nothing through this whole incident. I will say nothing until She is on her way and I will only say it to Teri, until now. David always puts his family in front of Nastia. He is always canceling things with her because of his family. I guess it is expected, but when you have a girlfriend there are times like this one where you should be on time or early. there was no excuse for him being late on a night like this. Knowing Nastia it didn't effect her evening. She is the type of girl/women who can and does find the bright side of most any disaster or at the worst comes out smiling after it is all over. I hope life never robs her of that and I'm glad I haven't either.

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

What the heck did she eat?

Mesha, or Misha as Teri says it is spelled the second way, is a bright energetic dog who is a bully to Athena and Nancy's dog, Navel. Is scared of Bandi and has too much energy for her and everyone else's good. She is a great dog, much loved. We got her just after I lost my job at Cream-O-Land Daries. It was April or May, when Teri heard that Dapper Dog had some rescue German Shepherds and in our phone call Teri informs me that Elena wants a German Shepherd. I don't want to spend the money, but Teri says she'll pay for it, we have enough money for the dog. I counter that we already have two dogs and a cat, that's enough. We don't need an other dog. On my way to get the dog Teri calls and says there is only one left, so hurry. I don't. I get there in time to get this small ball of fur to bring home adoption fee is $500.00. A deal, because if you bought one from a breeder, it would be at least twice that. I get her home, the girls are at school, it is a bright sunny day, unemployment has not gotten me down yet, so I take the brown ball of fur outside and introduce the other two to her. She reminds me of a bear, so I call her bear. I take video of her and everything is good.
     Flash forward three and a little more then three quarters of a year and we have just gotten paid for our house being used in a movie and we are just settling back into a normal life, when Teri walks into the house and says she smells poo. We both walk around and yea, the house smells, but no mess. Teri notices something hanging out of the southern end of a north bound Mesha. We shoo her outside and Teri, always the brave trooper says,  "You hold her and I'll pull it out." I grab her around the stomach, Teri, her hand covered holding a paper towel gives a tug and Misha gives out a little yelp. It's off to the vet.
     Teri's friend Sally Ann's brother, Uncle Doctor Eddie, is a vet, but he lives and practices in upstate New York, too far away. Our only choice is Valley Cottage Animal Hospital. I have nothing but bad memories of the place. It is the place we bring animals to die, who get sick on a weekend. We took Cody there because she wasn't eating. It was a Sunday, Her kidneys had quit working, she never left alive. It still kills me all these years later. I feel I betrayed her. It was just because she wasn't eating and she ends up being put to sleep. It was just so unfair, no one w3as prepared for it. We'd just gotten the girls six months earlier.
     We bring her in. The Doctor looks at her feels her stomach and says he will have to operate. The sooner the better. She ate something and if it is bad he will have to cut open her intestines, maybe cut out some dying part if it is real bad. She could die. It could also be easy to remove and she'll be fine.
     We leave a deposit of $2500.00 on a balance which could reach $10,000.00. We tell him to call us once it is over, no matter the time. He says he will operate hopefully within the hour.
     I think we received a call about nine-thirty that night. Teri picked it up. I happened to be walking by. Early in the conversation she gives me a thumps up, it looks good, it was an easier operation then expected. He was able to milk it out (like as in milking a cow.) (his words) to remove it. What was it, maybe panty hose. She was to be kept quiet for up to two weeks, We made it a day, maybe two before she was her self and as active as ever. We thought about giving her Benadryl to quiet her down, instead we took away all of her balls for a week. We purchased a blow up tube instead of the cone of shame ( see the movie 'UP' if you don't understand) It was too hot for her to wear.
     Later in the week Athena and Mesha got into a fight and Athena popped it, a little pool patch, good as new.
     About two plus weeks later, she has a scar, a shaved belly and no after effects from her adventure. I guess God does protect the dumb sometimes. He has for me.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

The Movie People

This was written after the fact over a few days. The facts maybe jumbled, but are true.

It sounds like the title of a low budget horror film.
     It started somewhere at the beginning of March or the end of February. The weather was warm for that time of year and the four of us were surviving the winter.
     At the end of a day, maybe a Thursday or Friday, I pull out of the mail box a flier. Me, being me, well I start grumbling about how no one is supposed to put fliers in mail boxes without postage.
     I'm gonna make a great grumpy old man. Elena likes to imitate me as an old man yelling at kids to 'get off my lawn!'
     I walk back through our door that was painted green for the cable show damages starring Glen Close and read that a movie company wants to film in our house and would I be interested.
     Damages paid a thousand dollars a day over three days back in 08', hell yeah I'm interested. I didn't call Teri and ask her if she was interested in doing it because last time it was easy money and we bought a pool with the money. I call the number and leave a message with my number, name and address. A little while later I get a call back from a women named Ana. She says that she would like to come by later today and she is over in upper Westchester, forty-five she'll be by. It was after four pm and I didn't question her on it. I figured she knew something I didn't. About an hour later she called and asked if we could reschedule, I was happy to. I didn't want to be disturbed at dinner time. The one thing I didn't know was it would be a pattern with most everyone involved in this movie. The would over promise and under deliver.
     Ana and I got together the next day after 4pm. She walked through the house saying all these nice thing. How it was all original and looked wonderful. How it was just what they were looking for and so on. I thought she was just being nice. I figured we had little or no chance of them filming in our house. The Great Recession had put a dent in our finances and the house we bought needing to be fixed up to begin with now needed other repairs in addition to the ones we had not gotten to.
     The next week Ana bought by a group of about six people to look at the house. I stuck two of the dogs outside and Athena did her wet blanket imitation making it impossible to pick her up. If you managed to she would nip at your hands hard enough that you would think twice about picking her up, so she stayed on the couch barking until she decided it was okay for these people to be in her house.
     The group included the director, someone with the art and someone with design I think. They too loved the house and said a lot of nice things that I had a hard time believing, but they were very nice and they insisted this was the type of house they were looking for.
     Back a few years ago an other group of people came to the house looking to film a British TV show about two people who switch houses. One from America and the other from Britain. They looked over our house too and I felt that we didn't have a prayer for that show. I felt almost the same about this movie.
     Ana asks if they could bring a group of people by the next week, maybe a Tuesday. The group would come in a bus and there would be about twenty.
     The Monday before or maybe even that day she calls and says they are running behind could they reschedule for Wednesday. I counter with Thursday. Having already had to cancel another visit on a Wednesday when someone was running late and I wanted to go bowling with Nastia.
     There was a visit by a gentlemen sometime around this time who came in around dinner time to measure the size of the rooms. I remember he was a nice friendly guy, but he was in my house around dinner time and Teri was going to be home at any minute and I wanted him to leave. What I ended up doing was what Confucius one said and Tex Antoine, a weatherman on ABC news said to end his career on the station and is  not a correct thing to say AND I will sanitize, 'If it is inevitable, lie back and enjoy it' so that is what I did. I talked to the guy a little, watched him take his measurements and he was gone in under an hour. He also arrived a little late, having gone to an other house before us.
     The Bus full of people arrive promptly an hour later then they originally promised, but in there defense, they did call and let me know they were running behind. I meet the bus outside and tell them all to make themselves at home and they can park the bus in Ann, my neighbors driveway.The twenty people all  pile out of the bus and I greet the first few with hand shakes.
    The Dogs are all upstairs with Nastia and Elena and they will bark until they feel the people downstairs understand they mean business. This is their house. The People break off into smaller groups, the Director talking about how she wants to shoot a certain shot, where Peter Dinklage walks into the house and sees the dead bodies. Another where Peter walks into Nastia's bedroom to take an afghan off the bed, how she might want the camera in the hall or maybe at the door, so the set design person she is talking to has to have this wall and this wall made up, but not the wall to the west.
     I mostly stayed out of the way, answering any questions asked of me or talking to anyone who came over to my perch on the stairs.
     The visit lasts around an hour and the dogs, staying in my room with Nastia were reasonably quiet the whole time. Everyone thanks me and troops out the door.
     I think around this time Ana comes over to the house to have me look over the contracts and sign them. This is a painless and quick exercise lasting maybe half an hour.
     The list of events involved in having a movie in your house stretches so much longer then Damages. With Damages, they contacted us, looked over the house, set a two day period that stretched to three. Came in set up the house, shot two days instead of one and paid us. It lasted only a few days. The Movie, 'I think we're alone now' stretches the whole of the month of March, over several visits and involves a lot more people.
     Friday, the 24th of March they come to set up the house. Ana hands me an envelop, Athena and Bandi go to Teri's parents house, Mesha goes to my Mom's house. Teri and I devise a plan to get my Mom's dogs and Mesha to accept each other. I take my Mom's dogs, two Golden Retrievers for a walk, we meet Meisha and Teri on the street. Meisha is so afraid that she tucks her tail between her legs and then proceeds to pee on it. My big bully of a German Shepard.
I leave Teri and the dogs to go and watch set up and answer any questions. I expect to head into work before noon, I never make it. They arrive late after a call and are at the house well past noon, past two. I don't remember when they left. They didn't even finish, which was a good thing considering they were going to use the Parlor, the living room, the dining room, the kitchen and Nastia's bedroom. At day's end they had set up the living room and dining room with dead bodies. They hadn't dusted yet. This is not the good dusting where you go around with a vacuum and pick up dust, it is the opposite, more on that later.
     I guess they finally left somewhere around five. It was a Friday after all and no one wanted to work late. For the weekend we lived with two dead bodies in our house. I tried to not think about it, at night ,when the lights were out because it was spooky. The bodies were rubber, but if you looked close, the one at the table looked like Nastia and the guy in the chair looked like me.
     Friday night was a boring night. You don't realize how much TV you watch until it is taken away from you. The TV in the living room was replaced with a 1980's style square picture style TV. On Saturday, I managed to hook up the TV to cable and it was weird looking at a square TV picture again. I forgot how much TV's have changed since We bought my Dad a TV in the late 80's. It was one of the biggest sets out at the time. I thing it was like 32". Now it would be considered small.
     Cable was disconnected Sunday night and on Monday they all came back. The only good thing about the extra set up day was We get paid for an extra set up day (yeah!!) Things get set up.
      Tuesday arrives overcast, the clouds and the weatherman say we're getting rain. Maybe it will hold off?  I'd taken that day off figuring I wasn't going to miss out on this again. I talked to Rolando on Friday and he said they would arrive at 5:30AM. Naturally I am awake at 4:45AM. I'm laying in bed when I hear a car pull up. I get out of bed, get dressed and go outside. It is a little chilly, but it is still March and everyone know March can go either way. We'd had a big snow storm early in the month and We'd had rain the week before the movie was to shoot to get rid of the snow and we'd also had some 50 degree days. Rolando asks me if there is a place they can set up their video village. I'd shown him the cellar and the attic on Friday. Eventually we'd agreed the best place was the garage. Yes, the Mustang with the soft top roof and it's holes and the window that will not work were in there. I'd chance it that it would not rain while the car was out. When have I ever been wrong on something like this? ( yea, I can't write it with a straight face either.) I take the car out of the garage, the top won't clip into place so it is only like 98% of the way closed and the back window won't go up and I park it on the street and they ask me to move it to the church at the corner of Kings and Lake road and yes it rains all day long.
     Around 6AM things get going a little quicker. One of the Movie People, whose name I've forgotten (sorry) comes up the stairs where Teri and I are. He says that Peter Dinkledge has arrived and please don't take pictures of him, people at the other house did and it was very annoying for him . He doesn't like pictures. I have to go down stairs, I think someone needed to talk to me about something and I come down to a house that looks like it was mine in another life, but isn't mine now. It's full of people doing things and there are two dead (plastic) bodies (still) in the house. I go into the kitchen and Peter is there with the director. I talk to the director I think, and Peter comments about the dogs and what type pf dogs they are? We have a quick conversation about them and I understand it is a job and it is by now maybe 6:30 or so and people treat movie stars weird, so I have to complement and thank Peter Dinkledge for be a gentlemen and taking the time and making an effort to have a conversation with me, as short as it was.\
     We leave the House, the girls go to the bus, Teri and I go to drop of the dogs. I don't think it has more then sprinkled to this point. The temperature is a little chilly at this point too, somewhere in the low 40's. I leave Mesha at my moms, who will or has left for Florida today. This is an important point, because on Monday when Mesha was left alone at my Mom's house she destroyed a lot of things trying to either get out or was barking at things. She even messed on the rug in the office.
     I head back to the house intent on seeing them film some of this movie.
     Back in 08, when Damages was filming, I had to work. I had an appointment to see someone and my boss, Tom Schappa was going alone with me. Him and I were in one of our periods where I could do nothing right for him and there was no way I would ask for the day off. Him and I had a rough relationship during my time at Marcus Dairies.
     When I get back to the house, I think I am asked to come back inside.Ana is there and she tells me to put away anything that I don't want dusted. (yea, this is the later) As explained above, they are putting dust on everything to make it look like it has not been occupied for a long time. As I was leaving I was asked if they could go and use some items we had in the basement. Like usual, trying to be nice and helpful and without thinking I said yes. BIG MISTAKE! I go outside. Some of the events during the time of Friday, Monday and Tuesday are a little muddled in my head, so if some of the sequences are wrong or out of order, the general narrative and events are real and did happen.
     I end up back at my mom's house. This is were I think some of the events are out of order. I think I didn't leave my mom's house and go my house and return, because I do go to the set later in the day and I get a call from one of the movie people when I'm sitting in my car over on South Conger Ave getting warm after trying to look through the back gate to see what is happening. Maybe that is when I am asked if it is Okay to use items from the basement and Ana told me to put away anything that I didn't want dusted happened around the time I talked to Peter, maybe, I'm not sure. All these things happened, I've just forgotten the order.  
     I hang around outside, I sit in my car, I move my car over to South Harrison to the corner of my property. I think I am asked to move my car. The person who calls me is not very clear in his conversation. I do move after about ten minutes, so if I was asked to move my car because it would of been in a shot they were taking, sorry.
     I leave and go have lunch. When I come back, the rain has let up, some, more will come, my poor Mustang.
     A hang out, outside my house across the street, it is raining, again and I'm getting soaked and it is making the cold weather even colder. I take some pictures of everything that is set up, because it looks like nothing is going on. I miss getting a picture of Elle Fanning twice. The first time is when she is leaving the house and the second time is when she comes back.
     Once I hear everyone yell quiet, I know they are filming, everything else is the same. It's raining, I'm cold and everyone outside is standing in the rain doing a job or waiting under a tent to be told it is their time to do their job. I leave, I'm freezing. I get in my car and drive it over to the lot behind the store fronts done the street on Lake road. From there I can see everything that is happening (and nothing is happening) outside of the house. I do see them film one scene outside. It is a simple scene where a truck pulls up to the house and Peter gets out and walks to the house, they do it twice.
     It is late in the day by now and I'm tired of all the nothing I have witnessed.
     Teri and I decide to go out for dinner. The four of Us go to The Chees Cake Factory. I wasn't too happy to spend the money, but for now we were flush. We sit down and are given menus. Teri starts to question Elena about her grades. The conversation goes something like, "Elena how are you doing in Health?"
     I got a fifty-five for the quarter" My head jerks up, I don't say anything. "I brought that up from a fifty." I hear a note of pride in her voice.
     I start to say something about how the hell can she be proud of absorbing half of everything done in that class when Teri interrupts me. She starts to say something and my phone rings, it's Ana from the movie, she says they are cleaning up the house so the girls can use the bedroom and the bathroom and could I come by. I know a good exit sign from a place I don't want to be in so I tell her I will be there in ten minutes. Teri more concerned about me eating thinks I should stay. I want to and need to get out of there. I can't be around Elena right now. It is too maddening. I get the hell out of Dodge. while the getting is good. I promise to pick them up as soon as they are done.
     I get Mesha and head home intent on getting things back to normal as soon as possible. It's still raining. Everything around the house is drenched. The north lot if walked on will give up its grass and you will slide digging your heal into a pile of soft red clay. I walk through the house. There is no one there. I go with Mesha upstairs to check the place out. The upstairs isn't too bad. I'm thinking it will be difficult to get this straightened out. I go around closing and locking doors and gates so I can let Mesha go and go get the other two dogs. I remember the Mustang is parked down the street at the church. I close the front door and lock it, walking toward the Church. I glance over toward the gate on the north side of the yard and it is wide open. I hustle over the soggy grass, my sneakers soaked on the first step. I close the gate and on my way back to the road, I find a sink hole and do a truly great job drenching my left foot. I get to the Mustang, the lot surprisingly is not empty. I pull the cover off the top fold it and throw it in the trunk. I get back to South Harrison, in front of my house, just in time to see Mesha walking down the middle of the road. I call to her in a voice that must of made her feel she was in trouble because she walked away from me. I try for a friendlier voice and manage to grab her. I get her back into the house and there is Ana and a few of the movie people cleaning the girls bedroom and the bathroom, going way beyond their job description to make it possible to get the girls to bed at a reasonable time and get life back to normal for them. They were great. I check the back gate, it is wide open, shut it and get into the Escape to go get Athena and Bandi when Teri calls, They are done eating. I divert to get them. We go to Teri's car, she takes the girls home and I go get the two dogs. The night is almost done. A quick snack for me and everyone goes to bed. It is done for the day. Tomorrow the cleaning people come while I'm at bowling, Elena was okay with them being there, I was not until I found out they were three women. They cleaned, I tipped, they were gone. Its over..... Would I do it again? Hell yeah, just with eyes open more.
    
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Friday, March 17, 2017

It's a matter of trust. ( from 3/13/17)

     I don't think Nastia is an evil person, I think the first few years of her life she basically was able to do anything she wanted, out of the sight of Adults. She took care of Elena and had freedom.
     This past Saturday, both were given an opportunity to be responsible. The Plan was we were all going to go to 'The Autobahn' mini car track at the mall and the girls could use their gift certificates. After that Elena and Alex could doing something and Nastia and David would have dinner somewhere.
     The Autobahn racing has a rule that if you bump anything more then twice, you must leave your car. Elena bumps the opening as she enters the track. At a nasty U-turn she bumps the outer wall. Next time around she slams right into the same wall, she seemed to not even turn.She exits the track.
     Nastia drives the course like she is out for a Sunday drive. She goes around at a moderate pace, taking turns gently. I don't remember her hitting anything until she scrapes a wall and is asked to leave. She doesn't argue, but is glad to leave. She says "It wasn't my thing."
     Teri and Nancy leave to go food shopping and I hang out. I have no plan and I decide to take some time to come up with one. Teri asks if I'm staying? I didn't know at that time.
     I hang out and everyone has disappeared. I text Elena to find out what her plan is with Alex. It's around three in the afternoon by now and Nastia doesn't have to meet David until 4:45.
     I text Elena and ask her what is she doing? She says she is having tacos. I ask where is Nastia? I'm told, she is at Back Stage. She was told to stay together with her sister, so I rush up there trying to keep my temper. Nastia has a streak in her that when She is told to do something, like stay with her sister, but it conflicts with something she wants to do she will do what she wants to do if she thinks she can get away with it. I have no trust in her word any more, for that matter, in a long time. Think back to last year.  Elena decides she wants to see a movie with Alex, but doesn't have money. Of Course Father know best says he will 'loan' her the money. (It's in quotes, because I'll never see it again and it turns out I don't even get change)
     I find Nastia at Back Stage. I take her hand treating her like a three year old and start to walk her back to the food court, while trying to keep my temper and telling her this is how a three year old is treated. I then launch into how she doesn't follow directions and I remind her about a TV show we watched and one of the characters after receiving a phone call yells to is wife, "You know that thing that you said would probably never happen but might, well I think it just did. It gets a smile from her. I admit to her it might never happen and I hope it doesn't, but why take the chance. I then give her the money for her sister and I give her some money so she has enough for dinner with David. I tell her to have David meet her at the movies. She runs off to the Movies on the forth floor and I do a slow walk, feeling very unhappy about the whole thing and head down to the third floor. As I pass under where the movies are I look up and there is Nastia high tailing it out of the movies. I'm burning again. Do I let it lie or do I go find her and cancel dinner with David because of her ignoring me. I already know what she will say if I confront her later, that she was waiting for David out front of the movies. I continue to walk to the car. I just don't want to deal with it and later I will wish I'd gone up to find out where she was, because when I finally confront her she will say exactly what I thought she would.
     It lies, They have dinner, David and Nastia, then bring home Elena. Teri and Nancy and I go to dinner at Charlie Browns and everything is left for Sunday afternoon when I ask Teri what I should do and her reaction is to call Nastia into the Kitchen and the three of us get into it, she says she waited for David at the movies and I told her I saw her high tailing it out of the movies and she slides right into 'I was waiting for him in front of the movies.' It most likely a lie, but I'll never know and I don't trust her. It's sad.     

Who let the Dog out??* and Lights, camera, action?

*Yeah, I know it's a tired line from a song no one should remember, but even in the distant future people will.

Yesterday, I got out of work and had some Nathans, got Bandi from the groomer before heading home to meet the movie people after four. I'll talk more about that later.
     I was greeted at the gate by Mesha, no big deal she knows how to open the door and how to open the gate, but We have a rope on the gate and usually the door gets closed completely with a little lift.
I go inside and see there is a message on the answering machine. A Neighbor, Donna is calling at 9:30 AM saying she sees our dog outside the gate, running around trying to get back in the fence. I do a quick look around and count, all three dogs are here. The message acknowledges that everyone must be at work or school, but she is concerned about the dog getting hit by a car. I thank God for whatever happened and sit down in front of the computer to go on line when the phone rings. I usually don't pick it up, but this time I do and it is Donna our neighbor, who owns Buddy, the other German Shepherd in the neighborhood. She explains how her and her boyfriend saw the dog trying to get back inside and how she ran over to their house and how her boyfriend let the dog in the fence and put a stick in the lock to keep it closed. All this time I'm saying to her thank you, thank you... My fear is Mesha will get out and someone will find her and sell her, not try to return her. This is the sick world we live in today.
     Now to the Movie. A couple of weeks ago I found a flier in my mail box asking us to consider letting a movie production company film the movie, 'I think We're Alone Now'. I jumped on it and they are filming for a day at the house sometime this month and until then it seems like a long stream of people are coming out to look at the house. Today's was the forth time in the last two weeks. They are also coming out Friday and again on Tuesday. Tuesday, they are bring a bus full of people, twenty. It's fun sometimes.

Friday, March 3, 2017

Hey DMV, I'm Bbbbbaaaack*

*A play on a scene from Independence day, you know when the drunk flies his plane at the space ship just before it blows up. Do I have to go further? You didn't see the film? What is wrong with this generation**
** That's a message to the future who think that all films that are not made in surround are boring. Yeah, when it's invented I want credit for naming it.    

 Yes, we all knew it would come and I put it off for six month's, but she asked me if we could go and I was slow thinking up an excuse, so without my knowledge my mouth said, "Yeah, sure I'll take you over on Thursday, they have late hours."
     She texts me at work just before I was leaving, up until then I was dreaming of what I was going to have for lunch and the good book that Iv'e gotten into. When I read it I hear my dreams of lunch crash and shatter like a coke glass hitting a marble counter, shards everywhere. impossible to piece together.
     I drive home, picking up some McDonald's on the way home to eat. I go inside and gather my papers, hoping I have what is needed, expecting them to say I don't.
    The two of us drive up to Haverstraw and I'm giving her my speech on my expectations for teaching her and her sister at the same time. Iv'e taken a deep breath, I was a quiet kis when I was younger and I saved up all my words so I ramble on for most of the trip. Is she listening? I don't check, I'm in the zone dispensing pearls of wisdom she would lead a poorer life if she missed.
    We pull up to the southern end of the building. We have tangled before, the two of us. In the end I will win, if I stay strong. I stop myself before I yell "Take no Prisoners!" and tap my boots against the sides of my camel. (What? You don't understand what I just said? It's another movie reference. You guys got to get up to date on all of your movie trivia if you are going to read me. The movie was and is 'Lawrence of Arabia' staring Peter O'Toole, great actor. It was filmed in 1962? Yeah, 1962, that was just after World War 2, and no I don't remember it.)
     We stride confidently into the lions den and up to the bridge of Terror to face out first task (Monty Python?? Bridge of Terror?? Ask these questions three??).
     Ok, your no fun. We go to a small kiosk just past the doors, I look to my left and see a long line of people waiting. The Wizard from scene 23  asks "What is your quest?(Monty Python??) I say Learner's permit. He hands us a form and a ticket, A254, lucky A254, hummm. I look up and see they just called A251, lucky A254, hummm.
     I go to work on the paperwork. Growing up my writing was compared to my father's. The nicest thing said about it was it looked like chicken scratch ( A Chicken scratching in the dirt). Over the years Iv'e worked hard to improve it and if I'm not stressed, it's pretty pretty. Elena prints like my Dad wrote, chicken scratch. I swear I went to Russia in 2000, had drunken sex with a Russian girl and made Elena. She is so like me.
     I finish the paperwork and Elena and I sit down to wait. I explain to her we are waiting forA254 to come up even though it seems close, they will call other numbers with other letters in front first. And they did, they eve called some number behind A251. The wait wasn't as bad as it was back in the 80's when everyone stood in line after line waiting.
     After about twenty minutes, her number is called. We go to the same window Nastia and I went to, but we got an Indian guy.I go with a smile and good humor, but this guy had a long day and killed my good mood very quickly with his 'I don't care' attitude.' I know it is a hard job and I would never want to do it. I show him all of Elena's paperwork, to my surprise, he tells her to go and get her picture taken. I try to get her to smile, it doesn't work. We are told to sit down and wait again. Another fifteen minutes later her number is called and I go with her into the test room. I know I shouldn't and I am babying her through this whole experience, but I can't help it. The test monitor asks me to leave and after I know she has all her paperwork in, I go. About ten minutes later she exits and says she got seven wrong. Her problem is she is having problems understanding the questions. Well Nastia had to go four times before we got to the test. I guess we're ahead of the game so far.

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

A very Early Spring

This past weekend things got warm. Not warm for a February day, but warm for an April day. The temperature has been warm most of the week. It was not lower then the upper 30 and then this weekend it went into the 60's. Global Warming, sometimes you just got to love it.
     With the warm temperatures the girls and I started some yard work early. We got most of last years leaves up off the backyard.
Misha wants to help
It seems every year I don't get the leaves up before it snows. I do go out there and rake, but the neighbor has a tree, a huge tree that doesn't loose it's leaves until after December 1st and it usually snows shortly after that, not a lot, but who normally wants to rake leaves, much less rake them while they are wet and it has just snowed and it is cold out.
     I took pictures of the girls working outside. I promised each I would pay them for the work. The first picture is Elena working and the second is Nastia.
Nastia? yeah, she's supposed to be working behind where the dog is.

Nastia, where are you??
     Elena was a vegetarian for a while this winter. It was a bit of a hassle, so I think that is why she quit. Plus there are a lot of foods with meat in them that are fun to eat. Neither Kid has been very big on beef all their life. If you want to make their eyes light up put potatoes in front of them. That's the Russian weakness. Hey, Vodka is make from potatoes, go figure.
     Elena is also gotten into exercising. She likes going to the gym at the park on Conger's Lake and doing the treadmill. She then goes over to the bench and does several sets there. She starts out just lifting the bar, which weighs in the twenties. She later adds some fives to it. This pleases me very much. I was afraid when I first heard her doing this she would want to go for muscle mass and on a girls it never looks good. It looks like she is going for toning, which always looks good on women.
     I watched her train for a little while and I took her home after about two hours. It was interesting, I'd never been to this building in the park. The Girls discovered it a few years ago and wanted me to get them their passes to use it. I managed to get them up a few weeks ago, early on a Saturday and got them over to the town's parks dept. and it took all of a few minutes and just me showing my ID. I didn't have to try and explain that my Wife and I adopted them from Russia and all of their need paperwork is in Russian.  

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Bang the car slowly*

* I doubt anyone will get the reference. It's a play off of the title of a book I read in the 70's called Bang the drum slowly. It was made into at least two movies, one with Paul Newman in the fifties and one in 73 with Michael Moriarty and new comer Robert DeNiro. I must of purchased the book without the knowledge of the film. I didn't see the second movie for years.

     Bang The Car Slowly, if you haven't guessed has nothing to do with the book or either of the two movies. The book and movies are about a baseball player that is dying of Hodgkin disease.
     Bank the Car Slowly is what happens when you pull into a parking space against a building and don't use the brake, ever. Both stories are a little bitter sweet and you feel bad for the main character.
     Except for DeNiro and Newman and the fact I read the book and it is the title of this piece, it has nothing to do with the story, 'Bang the Car Slowly' So I will not do a comparison between the two, because any comparison would come out mean and lord know who's mean, (no, not me, never).
     Bang the Car Slowly stars the dramatic actress (I hate they have stopped using that word, liberal assholes!! Don't get me wrong I hate Conservative/ Republican  Assholes even more. They are making liberals seem reasonable. Sorry about that. I had to get some poison out of my system.I mean whatever happened to the center! opps, doing it again, sorry) Dramatic Actress Anna Muller, yes, Anna Muller,
       Setting the scene: It is mid-winter, the sun is still up, last week her father commented how the days are getting longer and how it is now almost sunny out. Anna's first line is"Whaaaat?" She doesn't believe her father ...again. (Who'd blame her after telling her and Elena that during the inauguration of Donald Trump, They saw a kid walking in the parade. It was  Baron Trump and I said he was part of the Spy Kids division of the government. They didn't find it funny after I told them the truth.) Lets cut this short, You got to get back to work, and I don't get paid by the hour.
     Anna/Nastia Muller drives her father's car flawlessly to the bowling alley, no near misses like the red car from a few weeks ago. She pulls into the parking lot it is a little full, but not bad and heads towards the parking spot she has decided is her spot on Wednesday nights, She pulls in at a slow speed and just continues on, or at least tries to. We go up on the stop guard, you know the lump of cement held in place by bits of rebar spaced so you know to stop. About that time I yell something stupid. It wasn't stupid like stop, no it was stupid like slow down. By the time I yelled it was too late and I should of been yelling for a do over. Needless to say she hits the building.  I mean, what do you want the building was hiding and if I was driving that big black thing in front of me would of confused me too and yes I would of continued to go towards it until I stopped.
     What is done is done. From the passengers side I backed the car off the wall , got out, walked around to the front of the car and see a big scratch on the bumper, missed the popped drivers fender and then I walked inside. Haven't talked to her about it.
     The best part was when we drove home and I told her to pull into the parking lot at Shop Rite New City and she pulled into the turn lane and kept going, cutting of a car only, thank god. and then fighting me on parking the car. We're taking a brake, (no play on words there intended) from driving for a little while.
     I guess maybe I have pushed her a little too much or maybe she wasn't concentrating, I don't know, it scares me. After the near miss with the red car, Teri wanted her to wear her contacts and she was when all this happened. I just don't know.

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Parenting 101: When it really does hurt me more then it does you.

In this time of not hitting your children the expression 'This is going to hurt me more then it does you' has been lost. I know hitting their children,being one of them at the time, made me feel bad, but I never thought about how they felt for doing it. Teri and I started out hitting a little and gave it up rather quickly, not to be stylish or anything, just because violence makes for violent people.
     This has nothing to do with what I'm going to talk about, it just happened to come into my head as I was thinking about what happened last night. And I guess, the expression, 'this is going to hurt me more then it does you' does apply.
     On Wednesday, Elena got in trouble in school. She was making comments about some of the students in her class and was not doing her work and just being a general pain and a bully. She was asked to leave class and Teri and I got an e-mail about it

Good morning!

I wanted to let you know that I asked Elena to leave class today.  She refuses to complete any work and her comments to other students are very inappropriate.  She comes to class very angry every day and takes it out on others.  She negatively comments on other students' answers and is making them feel uncomfortable.  These behaviors cannot be tolerated and she will be asked to leave the class and go to the assistant principal.  I have spoken with her many times and explained that she cannot behave in this manner. 

Thank you!
Kim Bennardo
Special Education
Clarkstown North High School

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Well, there is the proof.
     Our response was sent by Teri

I am so sorry about her behavior. I will have a talk with her, but please by all means do what you have to do. If she has to go to the principal's office pull detention, whatever needs to be done please do so. Thank you

Sent from my iPhone

 That was the environment Teri and I faced when I got home. I talked to Elena quietly and told her she was being a bully and when her mother and I talked there would be a punishment.
     When Teri got home she talked quietly with her and afterwards Teri and I talked about the punishment. Taking away her electronics doesn't seem to work so Teri came up with her writing fifty times 'I will treat anything with a heart the way I want to be treated.' I went to tell her the punishment, but I tweaked it,I gave her a choice of writing about being bullied in Russia in the orphanage or to write I will treat anything with a heart the way I want to be treated. I wanted her to think about how she felt when a kid bullied her in Russia. Guess which one she chose? I didn't know because she grabbed some paper and went to her room. She was given until Friday night to finish it.
     Between Thursday and Friday night she was good.

On Jan 18, 2017, at 3:01 PM, Bennardo, Kim <kbennardo@ccsd.edu> wrote:
Update - Elena was wonderful today!! She completed work and was very pleasant.  I am so proud of her!

Have a great night!

Kim Bennardo
Special Education
Clarkstown North High School
Things were going well right up to the point on Friday night that I remembered that Elena had not handed in her paper. So I go up to her room, it's about 9 pm, and ask her for her paper. I mean, what is a punishment worth if no one hands it in. Where would We be if after the Declaration of Independence thing went on the way they were. We'd all be speaking English instead of  American. We'd have a Queen Elizabeth instead of King Donald.
     Well of course she hadn't done it and I got smacked with a lot of waves of anger. It radiated off her like (here's another political joke) the hate a Trump supporter feels for Obama's Health Care program. ( Wait until They see what's coming.)
     Elena grabs a few sheets of paper and a pen and starts her writing. About an hour later I hear Elena talking to Teri.
     I'm upstairs in my bedroom, 10 pm passes, Nastia comes in and says 'good night', no Elena, about 11pm or so I realize I have been skipped. It seems I'm being punished for being true to my word.
     The next morning, she gets up, walks by me without saying anything and I think it is still going on. On her way back she does say 'good morning' like nothing happened. I guess nothing did happen. And the world will continue to turn, even if my feeling were hurt last night.

Thursday, January 19, 2017

Talking and not watching the road

I guess We all know where this one is going. Let Me start by saying there was no accident, just a few more gray hairs on my overly gray and bald head.
     Nastia has been doing a lot of night driving. Her work behind the wheel is better every time she drives and so I push her to drive in harder places and maybe push her a little too much to be a little more aggressive behind the wheel. An example of this would be when she came to the intersection of Kings highway and Congers Rd, she was on Kings and wanted to turn left on to Congers to go over the Causeway. The Light was green and I would speed up and go through, she on the other hand stays the same speed, the light changes and she stops. I told her she should have sped up, she said no. That was a good thing. She was uncomfortable going through the light and said so. The only problem was when the light changed there were cars in the other direction some turning, some going straight and a car letting her go left. It was too much for her to take in a once and I had to tell her to go, someone is letting you turn. She did and it was OK.
     We go through the 'S' turn and hill were she has problems keeping the car in her lane and keeping up road speed and then we pass the North High School.
     As We are coming up on Brewery Rd, a red small car, like a Honda or something wants to turn left on to Brewery Rd. I'm watching the car as Nastia is asking me a question about the Hot Dog House and how will she know when they call her. While She is asking the question, I notice she has not slowed down or moved to the right and if things don't change soon We are going to end up in that poor unfortunate persons back seat. When it is obvious She's does not see the car I yell 'STOP!'. Thank God, with out hesitation She slams on the brakes. I watch us get closer and closer and think, 'We're not going to make it we're going to hit this guy. Through some luck or something other, the car stops short of hitting the red car. We sit there in silence for a few moments and the red car moves up a few feet. I smile and think it was good We didn't need that few feet.
     Nastia is still freaked about the almost hit and has trouble going around the car while there are other cars behind her. Finally the red car turns and we get to the Bowling Alley without any further adventure.
     I didn't talk about the almost accident until we were at the bowling alley. I asked her the question that will always be on my mind for the rest of my life. I asked, "Did You not see the car because it was dark?"
     Her reply was, "I wasn't paying attention and I can see fine."
For those who are not up on the subject of her eyes. I've told her and her sister the only people who can tell her they can't handle driving under certain conditions because of their poor eye sight are the two of them. And to please error on the side of caution.
     GOD KEEP THEM SAFE.

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Can You ever be 100% happy

I'm writing this at my Mother's house. On the drive over I was thinking about the time I was the happiest. I have come to the conclusion that You are never aware you are in the midst of a happy time.
     I thought that the 1980's were a very happy time for me. But then I remembered Mikey Metz died in 85, I went through a bad break up with a girlfriend, so I thought maybe it was later in the 80's and I remembered that in December of 87, my Dad was diagnosed with cancer and the next year, fifteen months were the worst of my life. Until I thought of the three years following his death, which were worse. I guess the 80's weren't that good, but I still feel they were, I don't know why.
     So I moved on to other decades and lo and behold it turns out I am in one of the best periods of my life. My Wife may shake her head in disbelief, but I think the good times started to roll when Teri and I started the paperwork to get the girls.
     I look back to the times We had in the Nyack house, and there were bad times as well as good time. Best Time memory is the parties I threw when the  Halloween parade went down the street, and all the people who were there who are gone now.
     My time with my Wife, like everything has its ups and downs. The adoption of the girls has to be the highlight of everything I have ever done or will ever do in my life. they have changed Teri and I in many ways we will never know. And I know Teri and I have transformed their lives.
     So, yeah the 2010's have had some rough spots and some real downers in them, but I think they rank up there with the best of times.

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

The New Year so far.

New Years eve, at this point in life if you've seen one, you've seen 58 come and go. It is not the big deal it once was. It's not like you met your future wife that night and you both share a private moment.
     I remember one story about New Years eve that my Mom once told me, about my Dad going out on the steps off the kitchen, at the time they were the back steps, and banged two pots together and yelled happy New Year.
     Every New Years eve my Uncle Ken, next door at 17 Klein would have a party down stairs in his basement. I always thought that it was a New Years eve party, but he was also born on New Years eve and it was a birthday party. I was always insulted, we were never invited over. As an Adult I completely understand. Who'd want kids at a party.
     The Girls have not gotten to the point where New Years eve is boring. Nastia did get a little bored, because there was not anyone for her to talk to. She did ask me why was it OK for me to tell Amanda and Nick it was OK to come over. There was an 'and' there, but I wasn't going to say it and she didn't say it and it was' Why David wasn't there. My answer would of been 'Well go ask him if he wants to come.' Personally, I didn't want to spend an evening with him. Too uncomfortable for me.
     Elena, met a boy at the gathering, he is two years younger then her and they seemed to hit it off. When We left, Teri and Nancy pushed her to go get his number. I wonder if they will talk. He is a son of one of Eric and Lynn's friends.
     The new reality of my life now that my daughter, Nastia is getting good at driving is everywhere I go with her I get chauffeured. It is a big change for someone who is used to driving most of the time. I guess it has come about in a subtle way. It started a few years ago when my wife decided that she would rather drive her car when we went on trips, short or long. I didn't care mainly because I drove everywhere and I was dealing with problems of staying awake behind the wheel. I never told, and no one ever asked where two dings on the passenger side of the car came from. It's a short, quick story that I have told no one so keep it to yourself.
     I was driving down Rt 9W after Cream-O-Land took over Consolidated, I don't remember where I was, but I remember having trouble staying awake. It is a problem that I'd been battling on and off for years while doing over 100 mile a day driving doing sales calls. Some days I'd pull off to the side of the road to take a nap. This day I didn't feel I could. so on I went.
     The next think I remember, is either one of two or three things. I was off the road, I'd fallen asleep, I was going to hit the guard rail. I swerve back on the road and I remember a car coming in the opposite direction and the guy in the car looking at me with the expression like 'What the hell is that jerk doing'. I just dinged the guard railing and I was wide awake after that.
     That was the second accident I had falling asleep for. After I lost my job with Cream-O-Land I didn't have to drive a lot, that was the only up side.

Sunday, January 1, 2017

Christmas 2016 WOW, did that get here quick.

I started this the day after Christmas and only did the title. It just blew me away so much I had to stop until New Years eve.
      Christmas lately has not been as fun as it should be. I want to blame everyone for it happening, but it is all inside me to make it a fun stress free time. I started in that direction be getting a head start on shopping. I then let things grind to a halt and suddenly I haven't taken the girls shopping and I don't feel Iv'e gotten Teri enough stuff and everyone is spending too much money. Then suddenly I'm wishing the hollow days (yeah, I used that old spelling joke again.) we're over. At least I've condensed my distaste for the Hollow day ( can't resist using it again) down from Thanksgiving to my birthday to just Christmas.
     I enjoyed Christmas when the girls first got here and Teri and I could piss away money almost at will. She would say,"I want to use one of my pay checks on Christmas. It was OK, we were able to do it. Money would be tight, but only because we both were putting a good amount of money into our 401K's.
     Then things changed, I lost my job, Teri lost her's. She got another one, I got a part time and I stayed there.
     So, what happened on Christmas, well Teri and I got up around 7:30 and we're the first ones up. We sat around having something to eat.
     Some time around 11, the girls are gotten up. It's not like the videos I made when they first got here and they were up at 6am, like normal kids. I guess they are normal kids now too, just normal teenagers who want to sleep as late as they can.
     Well, the girls finally got up. Nancy slept over and Nick and Amanda came over around 11, we finally opened up gifts. there were alot of oh, wows and thank yous thrown about. The big gift for this Christmas were Apple watches for the girls. I find them redundant, but it's the cool thing to have this year.
     We had a roast for Christmas, everyone seems to be Turkey'd out these days. It
s funny, I only have Turkey once or twice a year or maybe when I want to get it out of the freezer because I can't stand the room it takes up and the stuffing is always great, but I really am tired of Turkey.
     Not so much of ham. The Turkey came out real good this year. The top didn't look cooked all the way, but the wing and the internal temperature said it was ready. Came out good, the stuffing as always was excellent. The only problem was there was too much topping on the sweet potatoes. The topping is not marshmallow, it is a combination of nuts and brown sugar and other items. The Sweet Potatoes are put in a shallow dish and the topping is ladled on a little too thick. I made mention of this and my loving wife said, in a sweet and loving and understanding way, "deal with it".  
     We ate a little late, three not two and when we finished up we relaxed until about six-thirty when we went to my brother Eric's house for desert.
     We played a game that is becoming very popular on college campuses call Werewolf. Each person gets a card and they and the narrator are the only ones who know who they are. You can be a villager or a werewolf. The Villagers try to kill the werewolves and the werewolves try to kill the villagers.
     At the start of the game, everyone puts there heads down and the narrator says all the werewolves wake up, who do you want to kill, they pick out a person. Then they put their heads down and the narrator calls for one of the villages, who has a special power to do something. It's a lot of fun the game. At the end, last person standing is the winner.
     We played it twice and went home. Fun night.

Friday, December 30, 2016

Rogue One A Muller Story

Went to see Rogue One yesterday with the girls. Teri can't stand Star Wars crap, as she says so I asked Nasta, who said yes and at first Elena said no, but she liked the Star Wars the Force Awakens so she changed her mind and it was scheduled for Thursday December 29th at 5pm.
     I work until 3pm and I can usually get home by 3:30 and I did, but no one else was home. I call Teri, no answer, I call Nastia she answers and says they are just leaving Walmart and are going to the Palisades Center. I say I'll meet them there. I'm in the car and off I go. I get a mile down the road and it's wait, there is candy at the house. I turn around, get the candy, clean the dogs dishes, turn the heat on in the downstairs bathroom and finally leave. I did all this, because I was early and had the time. Can You see where this is going? I head down Kings Highway and decide to go straight instead of making the right onto Old Mill road, because I was going to park in front of the Mall not the back near Target. So I blow past Old Mill and as the Railroad track over Kings Highway in Valley Cottage come into view there is a train rolling past. I make a quick decision to hang a right on a side road and then a left onto Fulle drive to come out onto Old Mill Road. At the last minute I change my mind. How long will it take the train to pass? That's a rhetorical question, I'll answer it. Five minutes later, I'm still watching this train pass. Every few minutes I'm thinking, if I turn around now the train will end, but it doesn't, and it doesn't until the point I think it will never end. After my clock just clicks over to eight minutes the train ends and off I roar. And yes I end up making a right onto Snake hill road off Rt 303 and park over near Target. Just as I'm pulling in Nastia calls me asking where I am. I was destined to never make it there on time.
     Now to the movie. The theatre was packed. I can't get over the fact that in this day and age people are still will to pay $13.00 for a movie and then get ripped off, not just a little, but really big time for snacks. $9.49 for a tub of popcorn, $5.49 for a large soda. Granted they both come with free refills and are both big enough to feed a small African country for a week, still has anyone ever hear of excessive sizes.
     I bring in the usual candy, I buy popcorn, a soda, and two ices and a hot dog, no lunch and spend $37.84, with the tickets that is two hours of fun for three people for  like $72.00, or $36.00 an hour, wish I made that again. Enough bitchin.
     The Movie was good. We sat just south of midway in the theatre, on the isle, which I like. You know incase you need to use the bathroom, twice during the show. Need to refill your soda with water because you drank it all and if you drink any more soda it will give you a headache. Oh and my favorite thing that happened aside from the women with the two small toddlers, who must of been so desperate to see the movie she bought two real young kids with her and I think she saw less of the movie then I did. My most favorite thing that happened was I gave Nastia the card board tray filled with popcorn. When she was done Elena decided she wanted popcorn, but needed butter on it. She goes and does that. A little while later she says the seat is covered in oil. I try to clean it with my few napkins and all I succeed  in doing is to smear it all over the seat. I had to go to guest services and have them come in during the movie to clean the seat. And of course after that I went to the bathroom again.
     Still in all I would not trade that day for anything. It's a great memory. And as they get older these day will be fewer and fewer. God bless them and days like this.

Monday, December 26, 2016

Christmas Shopping 2016

December 20, 2016  9:32am
     I just read last years Christmas shopping story. I forgot to include the story  where we are together at the entrance of Target's and  I tell them we would meet at a store called Sophore's. I asked if they knew how to get there. They say yes and we go in the right direction, just not together. I got there and I wait, and wait. I then text both a picture of Saphore's. I text more, I start to worry, I call them and they finally say the can't find Saphore's. This Year when We go Christmas shopping well meet again at Saphore's, lets see if they've learned anything..
     On Sunday, Nastia and David went to the Palisades Center to Christmas shop and have dinner as a make up for the Christmas Houses being moved and him not being able to go. She was out with him from one PM until Eight, I guess. She comes home with less then nothing in gifts, I think. I will take them Christmas Shopping Thursday. Yes, I know it is three day before Christmas then. I just forgot to take  them. More after Thursday.
      The Christmas shopping on Thursday was not as smooth as it could have been. The Girls had their list of presents and sorta had money. We went out as soon as I got home from work about 3:45.
We headed to A.C. Moore to get my Mother a gift card. The parking lots were jammed with cars to the point there were almost no parking spots. The wait on line wasn't too bad, I told the girls while I waited on line to go wander. After I was done I found them reading a book over in the far corner of the store. It was more of a comic. Our next stop was the Liquor Store where Amanda works. We go into get Rumchatta for Teri. I pick up a big bottle and say hi to Amanda as we exit the store. Everything is going smooth.
     The Palisades Center is our next stop. The Girls know what they want to get and what stores the items are in. It will be a breeze.
     Bed, Bath and Beyond is our first stop. I have coupons to get a discount on the products and I'n psyched this will go well. The Girls go off to get their stuff and I wander around to see if there is anything I can get Teri. A little while later the call me and say they are checking out.I meet them expecting to see four items in their hands,I see one. The other three are sold out. Now its time to search. We check out several store for Lucy calendars for Elena to give to Teri, No luck, I order it online, it will take until Friday. We search half a dozen stores for robes for Nastia to give Teri. I'm willing to go fifty or sixty for a nice one. All I find is crap priced at one hundred dollars or more. Things are not going so well. We've been in Target, J C Penny, Macy's and any number of the smaller stores.
     Two hours have gone by and I have blisters on my feet and we are trying to decide where to eat, Elena says food court, Nastia says cheese Cake factory, my wallet says home. We compromise on Chinese take out. It is so much cheaper then Hard Wok these days. At home I give Nastia a make up bag I bought Teri to give her. Most shopping is done. But We will go out again trying to get the robe at Kohls and failing and getting my mom bird seed, succeeding the next day.

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Christmas Houses 2016

It was smaller then past years if you judge by the number of pizzas ordered. The weather didn't cooperator either, it snowed the night before and changed over to freezing rain, then to just plain rain before it stopped. It was held late this year and the date was changed by one day at the last minute and that also lead to the down number of people this year.
     The Starting time usually eleven was moved to one, then two and when I went out for Pizza, I counted thirteen and I got three pizzas. When I got back the count was closer to twenty and I was afraid there was not enough pizza. We ended up with almost a full pie when it was all said and done.
     My Mom had everything all set up and ready to go. We arrived late and only Karl and Madeline were there. Kristen and Matt and Mathew arrived a little later. Then Eric and Lynn, with Denis and Billy and Billy's girlfriend and her family. It was over by six or so. Is this the last one?
     Last Year, Madeline said her and I would take it over. I said I didn't know where I would be a year later. It turns out she was the one to move. After almost forty years at 4 Old Mill, West Nyack they are now, I think, 220 Bardonia Road, Nanuet or is it Bardonia? Funny how things work out.

Monday, December 19, 2016

End of the year 2016 or look who's bitching again.

This has been a different Christmas. With Nastia turning eighteen and Elena turning sixteen, now more then ever do I feel time slipping away. Things are always changing, but there are times when it becomes most acute. Nastia's birthday was one and Christmas Houses 2016 is another.
     It was a year ago when My Mom said 2015 would most likely be the last and Madeline said to me no it won't, you and I can do it next year. I said, because of mine and my wife's lack of  jobs I don't know where I will be next year.
     It's a year later and a lot has happened, some I will never again talk about again, not even to the people involved. People have continued to grow and change and the world has kept on spinning.
     My Daughters and Wife are happy, I hope and safe, I hope. life is not perfect and I never expect it will be.
     I am reminded of a joke I first heard at the beginning of the movie Annie Hall. It starts with Woody Allen telling a story about two old Jewish ladies at a resort in the Catskills. The first comments on how bad the food is. How there is nothing good to eat and the other one says, "and the portions are small too."
     Woody then says this is how he views life, and I have to agree with him on that. Life sucks, but I want more. Is that God laughing in the back round?
     I think despite what all the Bible thumpers think God has a wonderful sense of humor. If not why would he put an itch on the only spot on my back I can't reach. If I am truly made in his image I know why this world is so screwed up.

Friday, December 9, 2016

The Day after the night before

The next day after Nastia's birthday Teri and I had a conversation. I won't go into it because some things are not part of history right now and may never be. Remember, history is written after the fact and usually is what the history books decides is relevant.
     After our talk, Teri went to the craft fair and I went up to Nastia's room. I woke her up and told her I was not very nice to David last night and I was sorry. Maybe I should of told David I was sorry, but I am not at that point yet. I don't remember everything I told her, but I told her my fears about their relationship. I said my nightmare is the two of you getting engaged before you both understand what it takes to be in a relationship or even be able to afford to live together. And how lack of money in a relationship can put pressure on that relationship and kill it.
     Then there was the fear of her getting pregnant. Then finally the reality of an interracial couple and the reality that if they move out of a metropolitan area, the problems they would most certainly face from people who don't approve.
     I didn't say, but maybe I should of is, don't grow up too quick. Once you cross the border you really can't go back.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Nastia turns Eighteen

It's hard to believe that it has been over seven years since we bought back to young ladies from Russia.
     The oldest, who was turning ten when we first met her in the summer of 08' has turned eighteen. She works hard at being grown up sometimes and at other times she is still some much a child. I can see her growing and becoming an amazing person, yet I still see the person who will come down after a shower to eat dinner and some how get food stuck in her hair. She is sweet and loving and trusts too much. In this world today that is a blessing and a curse.
     She says she has friends and you ask her what their names are and she will say, "Oh I don't know" or "His name is Brian", asked what his last name is she won't know. Told he wants more then friendship, She will shake her head 'No', because at her age she knows.
     I worry about her and her sister all the time and every so often my Mom will let it be known that she worries about her children still and I know it will never end. I guess that is OK.
     I guess all of the above is the introduction to her birthday dinner at Gilligan's Restaurant in Sloatsburg on Saturday.
     There was seven of us. Teri, Nastia, Elena, Nancy, Myself, my Mother and David.
     David bought his present to Nastia with him. We sat down and Nastia was given the gift. David starts to squirm and laugh a little nervously, while talking to Nastia behind a menu.
     Nastia puts the bag with the gift on the table and it's a Zales bag, the diamond store is written on the bag. It's a small bag. She takes the gift out of the bag and it is a small square wrapped box. My mind is blank. It is too much to make sense of. The phrase, 'The Diamond Store' is rattling around in the back of my mind and I have been scared and angry about this for a while. In the back of my mind I am looking at two stupid, naive children. One of them recently told me when she couldn't come up with a birthday gift that, "Boy relationships are tough."
     Nastia un wraps a small box which is a ring box and then opens the box. An 'oh' of delight escapes her mouth. She turns the box toward her mother and I. I see a ring with many small stones in it and I am unsure if David has just given her an engagement ring or not. I try to play it cool and wait for confirmation one way or the other. You know like someone dropping to their knees. I manage to say, in a small guarded voice, half a croak, half whisper, "Oh that is nice." I then proceed to grab my knife, no not to do that, put to butter a piece of bread my shaking hand has just grabbed because I need something to do. At this time I am not a happy camper.
     A little later on conversation goes on to the future and them getting married or something like that and I tell David that the best way for him to survive getting engaged to my daughter and he laughs, a nervous laugh, I tell him to stop, I'm serious, the way to survive engagement is to get a job, be able to take care of yourself and put some money away. It was the not nicely said, but it would go a long way to my relaxing about them.
     Later the conversation got around to the courses he is taking at RCC and the job prospects he can expect. I have to introduce him to Eric so he can learn about the way mechanics are treated at dealerships. I thought they were mistreated. He said they wanted to hire him right now. He is still young enough that if he makes a mistake it won't affect the rest of his life. Well as long as he doesn't wait ten years.
     The rest of dinner was un eventful. Nastia and a few others had dessert and we all went home.