HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DIRK!

Aine

  Anine is  the Irish goddess of love, wealth, sovereignty and summer. She is associated with the moon and midsummer.She is sometimes represented by a red mare. She is the daughter of Egobail, the sister of Aillen and or Fennen, and is claimed as an ancestor of many Irish clans

 Dearest Annie,

   I can't believe that it has been one year since you left us. You were a warm. funny, smart, loving and very giving. Us Dirkettes met on the TalkSports board and when things got a bit abusive towards us you started up the original Dirkettes board, but it seems like no sooner that you started it, dear Annie, we lost you. We were so worried about you that we kept asking if you were sick, on vacation or something. My post asking if you were okay was the last one before your brother Neal posted with the news of your death. Even now I get a knot in my stomach and cry over you not being here.I guess the board was too much for Neal to deal with and he deleted the Dirkettes board. It is understandable, but we missed getting together. So I started the Dirkettes return board. partially for Dirk and partially for you. The core group, at least in my opinion they are the core, found their way to the board and we have stayed together for the most part. I hope I have done you proud with it.  My gosh Aine, you would have been so ecstatic over Dirk and the Mavericks win. I believe     that in some way you helped them in you're own way from above.It maybe naive but that is how I feel .  

                                                                                                      Misha    

  

 

Cronaim thu, Aine. Erinn go Brach!

Father's day

 Dad, Pop, Pops, Daddy or whatever name you may call him, he is Father. I call mine Daddy and for me it seems like it's just been the two of us. I guess because of my mother dying when I was young (previous post) & everything that is why I feel the way that I do. My memories of him are of him working 12+ hours in a chemical plant but then always being there when I needed him. The one thing that he has told me is that when I was born he brought my mother a dozen red roses and for me he brought a single yellow rose. Which is why no else, according to me, is allowed to give me yellow roses. Now what I can remember is that when I was EXTREMELY young I was in something like a car seat except it was all metal and  he was trying to teach me the name of our cat, Midnight, & our dog, Herk, and I was ignoring him, naturally,anyway, he told my Mother to put in an 8 track and when the first strains of "Joy To the World" by Three Dog Night started I looked at him and started kicking my legs and waving my arms. He had my full attention. No dear readers, I was not told this I actually do recall this event.

  Another thing that I remember is the reason why I don't like Halloween. My daddy took out trick or treating when I was 3 years old and we went to a house that had a screen door with an aluminum bottom. So I went and knocked on the door and when the door was answered a devils mask popped up from the bottom part of the door. I took one look, screamed and ran past my daddy. I was retracing my footsteps and was crossing the road with a car coming, I remember seeing the headlights but whether it was a straight on look or peripheral vision I don't recall, but daddy was behind me and caught up with me and swept me up in his arms once we made it across the street.

  When I was in kindergarten he would, when his schedule allowed, go on field trips with my class. The one that sticks out for me is the one when we went to the zoo and a peacock kept following him around for some reason. i don't recall if he went to the Krispy Kreme factory with us or not. The class had hot fresh doughnuts waiting for us when we got back.

  Let me think what else. Sinking the swing set poles in concrete after I flipped the thing... twice. Carry me on his shoulders, Daddy is 6' 9" so that was quite a ways up. Helping me with my math homework, as best as he could because I was near tears on my own. Little things like that he has always been there.

  Daddy has been there for the big things too. My mother's death, obviously, me almost dying and my step mother dying. When I first got sick I remember coming to for a bit and he's holding my hand with a worry look on his face and I'm telling him that I was going to be fine. and I was with the exception of an irregular heartbeat that seemed to have been constant but got fixed a little last year. And then this year with my breast cancer scare. I think the dear man was more relieved than me. But it's like he said, someone had asked him when do you stop worrying about your kid and my Grandpa, Daddy's daddy, was sitting next him and my daddy asked him when DO you stop worrying? My grandpa replied "Never".

  so that is just a few things about my daddy. Happy Father's day to all the daddies out there.

Mississippi Sunrise

Do You Know th Bishop of Norwich?

  Have you ever had a glass of port? Or even know a bit of history about port? If so then you know that you the head of the table pours port wine for himself and then passes it clockwise to his friend next to him. If the bottle has stopped being passed before it comes completely around to the head of the table, the person next in line to receive the port will ask "Do you know the Bishop of Norwich?" Some of you will know about the Bishop of Norwich. For those of you who do not,the answer is "He was an awfully nice man, but he never remembered to pass the port". This would be said because asking to "pass the port" is considered to be rude. I suspect that this is so not to embarrass the person who has not passed on the bottle of port to the next person.  So remember to keep the port moving.

THE CHAMPIONS!!

Eat dirt LeBron! The Dallas Mavericks to be precise & Dirk Nowitzki's to be exact! Oh now tell me y'all did not expect ME to be polite about the win. Okay for the most part I will be. But first, here is the great Bill Russsell presenting Dirk Nowitzki with his MVP trophy:

  Do you think that will ever happen to LeBron? We'll see. I do feel a little sorry for Dwayne Wade because he thought he was going to get some help for when he falters at this level but, unlike Dirk who gets help when he falters, he did not. I'm still trying to figure out the whole Chris Bosh scenario because I do not see him as a star in the NBA. I mean he does seem to be a pretty good player that can help if possible but he or more likely his status as a superstar player,  in the League, is a head-scratcher. Not trying to be preachy here but there is a passage from Proverbs about pride and that is more than likely the Heats problem, especially since last summer: Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall. Over inflated ego, too much self importance is more than likely what made the Miami Heat shoot themselves in the foot. Even though Dwayne Wade scored 159 points, Chris Bosh scored 111 & LeBron James scored 107.

  Now for my DALLAS MAVERICKS and our MVP Dirk Nowitzki & company. Dirk scored a Finals total of 156 points, Jason Kidd had 46 points, Shawn Marion had 82 pints & JET, Jason Terry had 108. I call it 4th Quarter Magic for this is when the Mavs came alive and made heart patients worry if they would survive the games. This was done in spite of injury and illness. No excuse or woe is me I'm hurt I need to be babied. Which leads to the opinion and seemingly fact, that TEAMS win championships not individuals.

          So with that I am a very happy person.

                
         

            

Ghostbusters

Twenty-seven years ago today the Movie "Ghostbusters" came out. Whatever happened to the giant marshmellow man?

Where did the years go?

D-DAY

On June 6, 1944, during World War II, using Higgins landing crafts, the landing at Normandy Beach, also known as "Operation Neptune" commenced. At 6:30 am (GMT+2), with poor weather conditions, the first wave of 160,000 Allied  personal landed on a 50 mile stretch of the heavily fortified Nazi controlled  Norman coastline but there was only about 10,00 Nazi troops guarding the French coastline. The D-Day invasion was supported with more than 5,000 ships and 130,00 aircraft. The approximate number of Allied Combat casualties is 10,000: 2700 British; 946 Canadians; and 6603 Americans. With 15,00 to 20,00 French civilians having died with unknown numbers of casualties. The Allied dead are as follow: Americans 1,456; Canadians 500; and Germans 4,000.

I have been on a shopping spree or two of late. Not for clothes as tall as I am THAT is a depressing undertaking. No I am talking about books and CD's. In the last month I have gotten CD's ranging from Janis Joplin to Jim Croce. With Earth, Wind & Fire and Aerosmith thrown in for variety, for a total of 8 CD's.As for books I got the "The Seduction of the Crimson Rose" by Lauren Willing &Walter Mosley's "Fear of the Dark" a couple of weeks ago and now more are on the way. Last night I got four more books from Barnes & Noble: "Russian Winter"; " Brava, Valentine"; "And Only To Deceive"; and finally " The Silent Governess". So they will be in sometime this coming week.I'm so excited I can hardly wait. These seem to be my weaknesses and if I haven't run out of room for them all ready I soon will. But that is O.K. I will find some room for them...eventually.