I dreamed I was going with Charles Barkley last night

I don't know if you all know who Charles Barkley is, but he was once a big basketball superstar in Arizona and almost singlehandedly got us to the finals of the NBA. He came here from Philadelphia and was regarded somewhat as a troublemaker, as he is still is, having just got arrested in Arizona for a DUI. He was known for a rather unadmirable remark after causing trouble, "I am not a role model." Well, it seems that his behavior now of non role model material is hurting him worse than anyone. He has been put on suspension temporarily from his analyst duties on TNT of the NBA and his sponsors from a commercial have dropped him as not being enough of a role model for their customers I presume.
What is more Mr. Barkley told the cops that the reason he ran a red light was because he was in a hurry to meet up with someone not his wife for sex. I can't imagine what possessed him to tell the cops that since this remark has been highly publicized. Barkley did have a strange penchant for being brutally honest, but wasn't this going too far?
In spite of all that I am obviously still very fond of Mr. Barkley or I wouldn't dream I was going with him, and why, because he is the funniest basketball player
ever to play in the NBA to my mind. I can't even describe how funny he was. So he is funny and it sounds like from this arrest, he might soon be single, or if he isn't he ought to be.
I did go on to dream that a bunch of younger ladies were after Mr. Barkley and I was not able to hang on to him very long, plus he acted like he was about to lose his temper every time we hit an ordinary little rough spot. He does have quite a temper. But the dream ended with me feeling that he and I did have good rapport and we would always get along no matter what.
I am sure he would appreciate these white boots I just got out and started wearing because it got cold enough in Phoenix for covered shoes. I didn't look but I might have been wearing them in one of our dates.
I hate to think I will have to drop down to such risky younger men as Charles Barkley to find anyone in remotely good enough shape to be functional. He must be twenty five years younger. My dream is also probably trying to tell me that I have about as good a chance of dating that younger guy I had my eye on in here as I do of dating Charles Barkley.
I have just ignored Pierre, my past companion now deceased, so he appears to have retreated to a distance. I appreciated his concern, but I can't see concentrating on the dead as long as there is any life left in the old bones. The frostbite has finally cleared some from my toes. I could probably even dance.
Poor old Doc is going to the doctor today. I swear he gets older every day, but now that I have stopped looking on food as entertainment I am getting more frisky. While he has all but stopped walking except for bare necessities. I dont know what to say. Men have their ways, and they will do as they please.
Oh please if you have a moment go and visit Kelli of Thoughts of a poor white women on my blog list as her sister died very unexpectedly and she has been in a state of shock. She happened to call her mother who told her.
My son Raymond has now begun intense rehearsals on his one man show, "Bohemian Cowboy" in Los Angeles. Kurt Brungardt, a long time director of his plays, has arrived in town. I was glad to read he had time to watch the Cardinals and go to the beach in the recent hot spell that hit Los Angeles. His blog Cowboys and Bohemians is also on my blog list.
I seem to have all but left Phoenix myself as I skim the Internet in search of friends' blogs and make videos for Youtube. My friends do not live in Phoenix anymore, and I did have a hard time finding friends here with my interests. But three of my kids still live here, so as long as they are here, I will have a motive for living here. My sister Linda is preparing to move to San Francico where she will be tending her two grandkids some of the day. (They are both in school) I hope all goes well with her move, as she is still experiencing numbness at the end of her fingers and she says a kind of weakness throughout her body that does not seem normal to her. If it gets worse she will have to try harder to find out what is plagueing her. I think the stress of foreclosure and thoughts of moving might be affecting her by now, and once she gets moved, I think she will start to feel better. Anyway, I sincerely hope so.

I am going to get a little Christmassy here

I enjoyed so much writing an entry about my daughter Ronda's graduation, that I hate to move on. But here I am in my most Christmassy blouse with a very lit up Westward Ho just like it was decorated for Xmas. This is a photo taken years ago, but isn't it beautiful? I think it was still the hotel at that time I have tons to do before Christmas day, as I am inviting my immediate family to a Christmas Eve supper. We will exchange our gifts then, and then all meet out to my nephew Tano's who is Linda's oldest son at 1pm the Christmas day. He and his wife Debbie and his sister Carissa are doing the Italian dinner. We have so much fun out there. Debbie and Tano are wonderful hosts. Debbie has been ailing from two operations this year but I am glad she feels well enough to tackle a family get together. She didn't last year.
I just talked to my son Raymond in L.A. who says he will try to make it, and I got a hold of my son Gary a little while ago who said he was to the company Christmas party. He talked like he would attend both family events. His two daughters, Kelly and Laura, live in Flagstaff so if he goes there it will be later in the weekend. His adopted daughter Laura lives here. She is the daughter of my xDIL's twin sister who was killed in a gun incident to a party when her kids were 5 and 3. Later on when Gary was ready, Candy went and got them where they were living with a cousin and she and Gary adopted them. They were grateful because this had turned into a bad situation for them. Cindy, their mother, was a pretty fun loving girl. Think how hard it would be to be separated that soon from two small children due to a guy mishandling his Saturday night special at a party that went off and hit her in the aorta, killing her within minutes. People who were close to her did not get over this tragedy for years. Her little son Bobby never did who took his own life when he was barely 30 after his real father had taken his. But Laura is a strong girl and got through all this.
I just went to Connie's blog, Windswept Whispers, where she has posted some beautiful new holiday snags. She is just getting started with graphics comparatively speaking but says few are visiting her graphic blog, so she doesn't know if she should continue. I have taken to Connie because of her sense of humor. It speaks to me.
I am just horrified with what our most popular graphic artist and blogger, Donna, is going through (Hockey Mom) with her health. Sometimes you just have to cut back on what you are doing to attend to health needs. Jeannette who was our Lady of the Blogs on AOL with her Jeannette's Jottings has been given a warning by her doctor that she must cut back her time on the computer to rest and get her exercise, lose weight, etc. He was quite stern with her. The doctors don't seem to get stern with any of us in the states anymore. Maybe they have just given up. They don't turn a hair at any addiction. But I wonder if getting stern is really the answer, although it is good to warn people of what they are faced with if they don't try to change their life style. I have not had a doctor get stern with me in years. My nurse sister does at times, but that has never worked for me from her, as I feel that weight issues are very complex and need a lot of analyses to figure out each individual person's possible causes for their inability to lose. Look at Oprah. She is apologizing and 'embarrassed' for expanding back up to 200 lbs. That is as fat as I am because my bones are bigger, at 216 or thereabouts. I gained from 210, but I have long since quit beating up on myself. I think Oprah just goes to show you that throwing money at the problem sometimes does not solve it. I think there are other things missing in Oprah's life that keep her struggling with weight even if she is a billionaire.
I feel bad for Jeannette. She looks so festive in her pink blouse when I just visited, almost like a lovely ornament herself, but she has had breast cancer, so she worries!
Doc and I made a series of videos this morning about an hour long dealing with our addictions this morning. I discussed my double chins that appear at this weight. But Doc does not berate me, he just analyzes and makes jokes that cause me to laugh, so I like this 'Doc'. He does more for me than anybody with his approach. He is willing to analyze the causes for hours, on camera yet. He is very patient. As he drinks away and I eat away. He says he has still not got to the point he can deny himself anything. What a hedonist he is! I close with another Xmas card to you from him and me, thanks to Connie.