Mar 07 2010


Published by under Audio,Family,Humor

My brother Matt and I have a great relationship. While he’s currently in the Navy he worked for me for several years.

We installed A/V systems in places like Albertsons, Hooters & Anchor Blue. Everywhere we went we ran into characters.

While I am clearly the seasoned veteran, having started in 1976, Matt brought a certain charm to the job, as well as a lot of hard work.

A dry wit and good humor we both share but, I don’t know, there was something extra. Something Uniquely Matt.

It’s there when you least expect it. Like, cable tied to your steering wheel, or spray painted  on your ladder.

I never knew what was going to be cable tied  to what or electrical taped to where. And the implications and inferences,  don’t get me started.

You can imagine how much fun we had. I often reflect on our time working together with great joy.

So fast forward to current time. He’s in the Navy. Doing wonderful things.

I’m managing my Audio and Internet businesses in this delightful economy. I’ve been doing some advertising on many web sites I manage. This requires an open mind and an eye for what works. Some things do and many others, not so much.

But in all things I do, family is always on my somewhat twisted mind. So naturally when given the chance to affiliate with Colonblow I jumped at the opportunity.

Imagine my surprise when “Matthew A. Gardner” returned my offer.

Read email copy below:

Dear Campaign Affiliate,

Thank you for your interest in Colonblow!

We look forward to working together and making this campaign a real success.

If you have any questions or suggestions, please let us know, we would appreciate hearing from you.

Kind regards,

Matthew A. Gardner


At first I thought it must be Matt pranking me again. But after a bit of thought…. The truth is stranger than fiction.

Ain’t life grand!

Love you Brother.

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May 14 2008

Still Crazy After All These Years!

Monday Rick and I celebrated seven years of marriage. Our anniversary also marks the nine year anniversary of the day he told me that he loves me. It was an unusual event only because the way that he told me I actually thought he was breaking up with me. But then, when he asked me to marry him, I thought I was in trouble for complaining about the size of our hotel room in San Francisco. In my defense, the room was the size of a postage stamp, reminiscent of “Barefoot in the Park”. Seriously, one of us had to sit on the bed so the other could walk thru. Even so, my complaints had all been the tongue in cheek sort. So you can imagine my surprise that morning, when he sat me down and proceeded to ask me to marry him instead! As we set off on our adventures for the day we called my family to tell them the good news. My brother, being a minister, asked if he could officiate the wedding. Rick and I thought this was a wonderful idea. We loved the thought of our family and friends participating in our special day in whatever capacity that they wanted to. And so we spent the rest of our vacation making plans for our wedding and considering the perfect date. We didn’t want to wait too long, but wanted a date of significance as well.

Then the unthinkable happened. My brother passed away two weeks before our wedding. I found myself planning his funeral instead of putting the final necessary arrangements in place for our wedding. But then four friends of ours came to our rescue and took over the wedding plans so that I could be where I was needed most. When Rick and I discussed our options about the wedding, we kept coming back to one thing, that Marc had been so excited about us getting married, he had even ordained my mother so that she could perform the ceremony in case he was too sick (because I had refused to look for a back-up minister, having told him it was him or not at all, I would not take that away from him). We knew if we postponed to a later date we would still always remember what had passed, but that by going ahead with the ceremony as planned it would be a way of honoring Marc’s wishes and that was what felt right, that was what Marc would have wanted too. We have never regretted that decision, and whenever we have reflected on our wedding day we have always marveled at the love that we were embraced with, not only by one another, but by everyone present.

Our friends gathered together other friends and they all worked to create a magical, mystical place for our special day. It enveloped us in it’s warm embrace on May 12th, 2001. For those fleeting moments time seemed to stand still and we were transported into a fairy tale where the dragons were all friendly. Each year Rick and I journey back to this safe place, if only in our minds, and marvel at the peace and quiet of it all, of the love we felt wrapped around us. We were blessed by so many and so much love. Our gratitude is so immense there are no words sufficient to express it.

Thank you for giving us the memory of a lifetime!

We continue to count you all as our blessings, we love you!

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Apr 08 2008

Bin Laughin?

Published by under Humor

We’ve been notified by Security that there have been six suspected terrorists working out of your office.
Five of the six have been apprehended:
Bin Sleepin, Bin Loafin, Bin Goofin, Bin Lunchin and Bin Drinkin have been taken into custody.

Security advised us that they could find no one fitting the description of the sixth cell member, Bin Workin, at your office. Security is confident that anyone who looks like he’s Bin Workin will be very easy to spot. You are not a suspect at this time.

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Mar 29 2008

Maisy and Mayhem

Published by under Family

Cory is now 4 1/2 and he is beside me watching Maisy, a cartoon we discovered on our train trip north to Santa Ynez in 2005. We were at our wits end with him; we had mistakenly thought he would be so enthralled at being on a train that he would sit staring out the window or walk happily down the aisles with dad exploring the train, but it wasn’t to be. Instead, he was a whirling dervish of activity, our little Tasmanian Devil. But just as we wondered how we would keep him from leaping off the train in a moment of exhausted inattention, a woman sat down with a little girl and a wondrous little device; a portable DVD player, with Maisy playing on it, and Cory was hypnotized, instantly immobilized. The woman, whose name I sadly did not get because I owe her all of our lives, or at least what little bit of sanity we had left, invited Cory to come sit and watch with her granddaughter. We were so impressed that we bought one of these magic devices for the train trip home! Rick even uses it for his business, but trust me, it goes with us whenever we take Cory anywhere now. But the amazing thing to me, is that today, nearly three years later, Cory was in a mood and causing much mayhem about the house, so I suggested we put on a DVD for him ~ he chose Maisy ~ and what do you know, it had the same effect today as it did the first time! All I can say is thank you Maisy creator, Lucy Cousins. Thanks to you, I actually got a little work done today!

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Mar 13 2008


Published by under Humor

Why is it, that as a woman enters midlife and is most susceptible to those hormonal impulses to do harm, that her partner, also entering midlife, is most prone to say and do some of the most stupid things? It’s as if God is ensuring that we won’t overpopulate the earth, one way or another.


Today Rick and I are celebrating the day we met, 9 years ago, at my father’s 72nd birthday dinner party! I know it would be logical to assume it was something he said that brought on the above thought. He is, after all, my Muse. But really, it was brought on by my annual trip to the obgyn, my entry into midlife as a 46 year-old mother of a 4 year-old, and the quandary “do people even have mid-life crisis anymore, with all the life extending drugs/supplements we’re all taking?!” I really haven’t the time for one right now, maybe later…

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