...you got time to clean!
And clean we did! Me, sistah and moms - sweating it out in the apartment. It turned out pretty great - though I think I'll have to buy a LOT more swiffers to cover all that floor space - woo hoo!
My mom got this industrial strength fan to blow around the apartment. And what's really funny is that it is REALLY strong - on low it's like an airplane...I mean look at what happened when we turned it on "medium"...
Almost blew me out the window!
By the way - we went to Romeo&Juliet's for lunch - YUM. My sister and I ate a quattro formaggio pizza with spinach and tomato and my mom had some panini with olive focaccia. It was yum-ified. Thanks for the great recommendations.
Here is another photo of me with the clock my father gave to me. It's circa 1920-30s - belonged to my great uncle. It's completely mechanical and I love it. It reminds me of my dad...
Here's a pic of my sister demonstrating how you can crap AND vomit at the same time in our little half-bathroom...
Thanks for that!
And thanks to mom and sister N. for travelling up and working hard and hanging out....
the crew, glistening with sweat, but satisfied with a half day's work:
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08/02/2006 23:05 #21219
If you got time to lean...08/01/2006 23:22 #21218
Yeah, I'm in BuffaloYou know it peeps!
Mom, sister and I are going to be skulking around tomorrow he he he. We're going to clean up our new apt (which is fantastically clean already, but you know, gotta put "the touch" on it and make everything smell like Simple Green..)
The drive was great - 6.25 hours with 2 stops. Probably averaged close to 70 mph - not (e:chico)'s record, but I still have time. ;-)
Our apt is HUGE. Methinks if anyone has some info about a place to get some bedroom furniture, area rugs and perhaps a nice LR chair (or 2), that would be fantastic. I'm not shopping on this trip, but it would be good info to have for when we "officially" move up next week!
Another Q for you (e:peeps) -
Where can we three go tomorrow for some lunch that would be sort of inexpensive but yummy? Doesn't have to be sit down - we were even thinking of a pizza joint if there's a good one around. We're around the park/cemetary area, so it's easy to jump on the 198 and get down to Elmwood or Delaware or wherever (I say that like I know where I'm going..HA!).
Come on (e:peeps) - gimme the food!
ps - chico is correct to say I'm 5 foot -- tho I'm the oldest sister, I am *sigh* the shortest. The 29-ish thing was pretty nice though...he he....
Mom, sister and I are going to be skulking around tomorrow he he he. We're going to clean up our new apt (which is fantastically clean already, but you know, gotta put "the touch" on it and make everything smell like Simple Green..)
The drive was great - 6.25 hours with 2 stops. Probably averaged close to 70 mph - not (e:chico)'s record, but I still have time. ;-)
Our apt is HUGE. Methinks if anyone has some info about a place to get some bedroom furniture, area rugs and perhaps a nice LR chair (or 2), that would be fantastic. I'm not shopping on this trip, but it would be good info to have for when we "officially" move up next week!
Another Q for you (e:peeps) -
Where can we three go tomorrow for some lunch that would be sort of inexpensive but yummy? Doesn't have to be sit down - we were even thinking of a pizza joint if there's a good one around. We're around the park/cemetary area, so it's easy to jump on the 198 and get down to Elmwood or Delaware or wherever (I say that like I know where I'm going..HA!).
Come on (e:peeps) - gimme the food!
ps - chico is correct to say I'm 5 foot -- tho I'm the oldest sister, I am *sigh* the shortest. The 29-ish thing was pretty nice though...he he....
07/19/2006 14:20 #21217
the end of an eraWell, this is my last week at work, the place where I have spent my time for the last 12 years.
I was just a green 23 year old, new graduate student and in the time I've been here, so much has happened to shape me as a person.
Dealing with my boss has never been easy, but somehow working with the people I work with has made the insanity bearable.
I love my lab not just because I'm surrounded with smart, funny people, but because we're such a mish-mash of people from different countries, races and backgrounds. The times we've spent together chatting at work, outside of work, over yummy food and drinks have been a total blast.
I've learned most of what I know about far away places not from going there (though I'd like to do that someday), but by listening to stories and philosophies of my labmates.
As a matter of fact, I kind of feel less like they're colleagues that I'm friendly with than friends I just happen to spend the day working with. =)
Sorry for the sap, but I'm really gonna miss these guys.
It's not often you find a group of people who really like you and are willing to put up with your shit (and vice versa). That rocks.
libertad - 07/19/06 19:08
I hope that you are able to find your new colleagues just as diverse and good natured!
I hope that you are able to find your new colleagues just as diverse and good natured!
06/29/2006 11:02 #21216
bad medicine..you know you're gonna take it, but that doesn't make it any easier to swallow...
Well -
here's the update since yesterday.
Apparently, my sister made a bet with my mom that if she called my grandmother, my mom has to buy her drinks at the tiki bar down the shore.
How did I not get in on that??
I spoke with my sister - she said that the only reason she was going to call was for my dad bcz it would have made him happy.
How to argue with that?
And goddammit, I don't want to be the ONLY asshole who didn't call - so after talking with my sister (who said it wasn't all that bad talking to my grandmother) and thanking her a lot for calling grandma (F-you is actually what I said - we laughed really hard), I called.
It was a short chat - she was already in bed at 8:15 it seems. But it was pleasant enough - she thanked me for calling and told me to be good and to be nice.
So I did the deed - hopefully my dad is happy.
I know my mother is - she won't catch heat because we didn't call.
In the words of John Hyatt - "Thank God the tiki bar is open."
Methinks somebody done owes me some drinks......
Well -
here's the update since yesterday.
Apparently, my sister made a bet with my mom that if she called my grandmother, my mom has to buy her drinks at the tiki bar down the shore.
How did I not get in on that??
I spoke with my sister - she said that the only reason she was going to call was for my dad bcz it would have made him happy.
- sigh*
How to argue with that?
And goddammit, I don't want to be the ONLY asshole who didn't call - so after talking with my sister (who said it wasn't all that bad talking to my grandmother) and thanking her a lot for calling grandma (F-you is actually what I said - we laughed really hard), I called.
It was a short chat - she was already in bed at 8:15 it seems. But it was pleasant enough - she thanked me for calling and told me to be good and to be nice.
So I did the deed - hopefully my dad is happy.
I know my mother is - she won't catch heat because we didn't call.
In the words of John Hyatt - "Thank God the tiki bar is open."
Methinks somebody done owes me some drinks......
codypomeray - 06/29/06 18:21
tiki bar in point pleasant? or is that belmar? i was there two years ago for the 4th of july!! awesome place
tiki bar in point pleasant? or is that belmar? i was there two years ago for the 4th of july!! awesome place
imk2 - 06/29/06 15:23
i know exactly what you mean when it comes to bad feelings within the family. i havent spoken to my grandmother in 11 years (even when she comes to the house, we stay in seperate rooms). she is 83 years old now and is going to die soon and i had to tell my mother that unfortunately i will not be going to her funeral when she hits the pavement. she is the most evil, horrible, nasty and spiteful human being that walked this earth. so, she and all of my mothers side of the family can kiss my huge white ass!
i know exactly what you mean when it comes to bad feelings within the family. i havent spoken to my grandmother in 11 years (even when she comes to the house, we stay in seperate rooms). she is 83 years old now and is going to die soon and i had to tell my mother that unfortunately i will not be going to her funeral when she hits the pavement. she is the most evil, horrible, nasty and spiteful human being that walked this earth. so, she and all of my mothers side of the family can kiss my huge white ass!
06/28/2006 15:28 #21215
What you reap is what you sow (long!)Hey again -
Been a while since I blogged. Been busy with job and moving issues, shared, of course, with (e:chico). (xoxo)
The major reason i'm here today is because i need to vent/tell a story. Reading (e:ladycroft)'s journal about her grandmother's passing kind of prompted me to tell you guys about this: FAIR WARNING!! It's long - total vent-age posting....
Today is my paternal grandmother's 98th birthday.
Normally, a cause for celebration. Not so much for me.
Here is some of the story:
When I was a child, my paternal grandmother and grandfather (straight off the boat from Italy) took care of me because my parents both worked (we never had a lot of money - even in the 70's my mom and dad both worked and they did until my second sister was born).
When I was 10, my father, the dutiful son, took his elderly parents as his responsibility and moved us all into a 2 family house (duplex to you WNY'ers *wink*).
My grandfather was a tough guy, but he was gentle with us as kids - always in the garden or in the garage, working with his hands, or playing mandolin and singing. He died in 2001 at the ripe old age of 95. In many ways, I still miss him.
My grandmother is fatalistic, old fashioned (which isn't always a bad thing, but in her case...), guilt trip laying and sometimes, flat out mean. She lectured my mother for HOURS about what a horrible mother she was -she made my parents feel GUILTY for going on vacation and "leaving me here in this house by myself like a dog". Oh - good stuff, good stuff....
After 24 years of taking care of my grandparents and dealing with their BS (and I mean SERIOUS BS), in 2003, my grandmother and my aunt (father's sister) more or less gave my parents a Hobson's choice - sell the house and split with grandmother or buy out her half. My parents could never afford to buy her out, so they were forced to sell - I'm sure auntie knew this, btw. (g-ma went to live with auntie in her big cold house. How fitting.)
My parents move into a townhouse which, any of you who follow real estate in this area know, was WAY overpriced because of the market. So -there they are - age 57 and 63 with a >$150K mortgage and hardly any savings. Nice.
________________________________
In June 2005, one year to the day, my father was diagnosed with a brain tumor.
To make a very long story short(er), my dad had surgery to de-bulk the tumor and had some radiation, but the tumor was very aggressive. He died 3 days before Christmas 2005.
Dad's family's behavior throughout the trauma has been abhorrent. They are all control freaks, first of all, and they did not like the fact that my father and mother and my sisters and I made decisions "as a family". To this day, they blame US for "killing him" by "letting him" have the surgery. My grandmother leads the charge, by the way, fed by propaganda from my aunts.
During the time that my father was sick and dying, they abused my mother - called her to yell at her, tell her they disagreed with what she was doing, spit some shit about me and my sisters and then hang up. They would do this on a regular basis. No one from that side of the family brought my mother food or invited her over for lunch or dinner (save for my aunt once or twice). No one bothered to call to ask how SHE was doing.
Is THIS what they call support? Sticking together as a family? What family? Self-serving assholes, every last one of them. How DARE they call and harass a woman who is watching her husband of 36 years die before her very eyes?!
Of course, none of those bitches called ME. 'Cause I would have told them JUST what I thought. And they KNOW it. 'nuff said.
_______________________
So, now it's 6 months since my father died. I struggle with this every...single....day. I am still dealing with my grief and all of the life changes I have to adjust to. That I am not bowing down to the queens of Sheba after they treated us with SUCH repulsive behavior (of which I'm SURE I only know a fraction) should not be a suprise. I need to take care of myself, my mother and my sisters. THEY are my family.
I have not spoken to my grandmother or my aunt since the funeral. Why should I have to deal with their guilt trips and their holier than thou attitutdes when I have my OWN grieving process to muck through.
(though my mom still calls them even today - and still gets abused because "no one TALKED to us at the funeral" or because "you killed my son" or because "no one calls me - i used to take care of them when they were kids.") Seems to me that, with everything that has transpired with the house, with my mom, with my dad, I'd say I have no other cheek to turn to them for them to SMACK.
If I was unrelated to these people and met them on the street, knowing how they've treated my mom and my family, would I want to be associated with them?
Am I the only one whose family unit seems to get smaller and smaller as they get older? What is WRONG with people?
________________________
So my mom is trying to guilt me into calling my grandmother on her birthday and/or calling my aunt, "just to say hello". Last time I called her, she hung up on me pretending she didn't know who I was (she is NOT senile, btw). That was even before my dad was sick...
Call grandmother on her birthday -Hmmm.....let me think about it.....
Maybe not this year.
Here is a photo of my dad playing his clarinet. He taught himself to play by ear since his family never had money for lessons:
Play on, daddy-o....
Been a while since I blogged. Been busy with job and moving issues, shared, of course, with (e:chico). (xoxo)
The major reason i'm here today is because i need to vent/tell a story. Reading (e:ladycroft)'s journal about her grandmother's passing kind of prompted me to tell you guys about this: FAIR WARNING!! It's long - total vent-age posting....
Today is my paternal grandmother's 98th birthday.
Normally, a cause for celebration. Not so much for me.
Here is some of the story:
When I was a child, my paternal grandmother and grandfather (straight off the boat from Italy) took care of me because my parents both worked (we never had a lot of money - even in the 70's my mom and dad both worked and they did until my second sister was born).
When I was 10, my father, the dutiful son, took his elderly parents as his responsibility and moved us all into a 2 family house (duplex to you WNY'ers *wink*).
My grandfather was a tough guy, but he was gentle with us as kids - always in the garden or in the garage, working with his hands, or playing mandolin and singing. He died in 2001 at the ripe old age of 95. In many ways, I still miss him.
My grandmother is fatalistic, old fashioned (which isn't always a bad thing, but in her case...), guilt trip laying and sometimes, flat out mean. She lectured my mother for HOURS about what a horrible mother she was -she made my parents feel GUILTY for going on vacation and "leaving me here in this house by myself like a dog". Oh - good stuff, good stuff....
After 24 years of taking care of my grandparents and dealing with their BS (and I mean SERIOUS BS), in 2003, my grandmother and my aunt (father's sister) more or less gave my parents a Hobson's choice - sell the house and split with grandmother or buy out her half. My parents could never afford to buy her out, so they were forced to sell - I'm sure auntie knew this, btw. (g-ma went to live with auntie in her big cold house. How fitting.)
My parents move into a townhouse which, any of you who follow real estate in this area know, was WAY overpriced because of the market. So -there they are - age 57 and 63 with a >$150K mortgage and hardly any savings. Nice.
________________________________
In June 2005, one year to the day, my father was diagnosed with a brain tumor.
To make a very long story short(er), my dad had surgery to de-bulk the tumor and had some radiation, but the tumor was very aggressive. He died 3 days before Christmas 2005.
Dad's family's behavior throughout the trauma has been abhorrent. They are all control freaks, first of all, and they did not like the fact that my father and mother and my sisters and I made decisions "as a family". To this day, they blame US for "killing him" by "letting him" have the surgery. My grandmother leads the charge, by the way, fed by propaganda from my aunts.
During the time that my father was sick and dying, they abused my mother - called her to yell at her, tell her they disagreed with what she was doing, spit some shit about me and my sisters and then hang up. They would do this on a regular basis. No one from that side of the family brought my mother food or invited her over for lunch or dinner (save for my aunt once or twice). No one bothered to call to ask how SHE was doing.
Is THIS what they call support? Sticking together as a family? What family? Self-serving assholes, every last one of them. How DARE they call and harass a woman who is watching her husband of 36 years die before her very eyes?!
Of course, none of those bitches called ME. 'Cause I would have told them JUST what I thought. And they KNOW it. 'nuff said.
_______________________
So, now it's 6 months since my father died. I struggle with this every...single....day. I am still dealing with my grief and all of the life changes I have to adjust to. That I am not bowing down to the queens of Sheba after they treated us with SUCH repulsive behavior (of which I'm SURE I only know a fraction) should not be a suprise. I need to take care of myself, my mother and my sisters. THEY are my family.
I have not spoken to my grandmother or my aunt since the funeral. Why should I have to deal with their guilt trips and their holier than thou attitutdes when I have my OWN grieving process to muck through.
(though my mom still calls them even today - and still gets abused because "no one TALKED to us at the funeral" or because "you killed my son" or because "no one calls me - i used to take care of them when they were kids.") Seems to me that, with everything that has transpired with the house, with my mom, with my dad, I'd say I have no other cheek to turn to them for them to SMACK.
If I was unrelated to these people and met them on the street, knowing how they've treated my mom and my family, would I want to be associated with them?
Am I the only one whose family unit seems to get smaller and smaller as they get older? What is WRONG with people?
________________________
So my mom is trying to guilt me into calling my grandmother on her birthday and/or calling my aunt, "just to say hello". Last time I called her, she hung up on me pretending she didn't know who I was (she is NOT senile, btw). That was even before my dad was sick...
Call grandmother on her birthday -Hmmm.....let me think about it.....
Maybe not this year.
Here is a photo of my dad playing his clarinet. He taught himself to play by ear since his family never had money for lessons:
Play on, daddy-o....
theecarey - 06/28/06 21:53
Great capture of your father.
Has your grandmother always been so intense? if so.. your grandfather was a very strong individual and I am betting that he had a great sense of humor too!
hmmm I have a whirl of thoughts--with having some idea of the absurd things that can go on in a family. *smile*
No one will change (especially a 98 y/o lady!), but obviously you have some control with how much you allow it to bother you.
If you decide to skip the phonecalls.. perhaps a card will do? Or a newsletter filling them in on your life? She can choose to open it or not; for your peace of mind, consider doing something this year.. she is 98 afterall..
If you go with the phone call.. breath in, breath out (oh, and a shot of tequila/glass of wine beforehand).. then just grin and bear it.. and remember, that it isnt personal, even if it feels that way. ooh, plan a diversion after 10 minutes, so it doesnt have to drag out any longer than your sanity can take it.
I feel sorry for them that they are apparently so miserable, and feel the need to try to bring you/mom & sisters down.
Good luck on whatever you do..
Great capture of your father.
Has your grandmother always been so intense? if so.. your grandfather was a very strong individual and I am betting that he had a great sense of humor too!
hmmm I have a whirl of thoughts--with having some idea of the absurd things that can go on in a family. *smile*
No one will change (especially a 98 y/o lady!), but obviously you have some control with how much you allow it to bother you.
If you decide to skip the phonecalls.. perhaps a card will do? Or a newsletter filling them in on your life? She can choose to open it or not; for your peace of mind, consider doing something this year.. she is 98 afterall..
If you go with the phone call.. breath in, breath out (oh, and a shot of tequila/glass of wine beforehand).. then just grin and bear it.. and remember, that it isnt personal, even if it feels that way. ooh, plan a diversion after 10 minutes, so it doesnt have to drag out any longer than your sanity can take it.
I feel sorry for them that they are apparently so miserable, and feel the need to try to bring you/mom & sisters down.
Good luck on whatever you do..
jenks - 06/28/06 17:06
I read your story, and I wanted to leave a comment, but.... I have no idea what to say. Family dynamics can be so tough... I hope you can keep healing, one way or another. I love the pic of your dad. My dad dying is about my biggest fear.
I read your story, and I wanted to leave a comment, but.... I have no idea what to say. Family dynamics can be so tough... I hope you can keep healing, one way or another. I love the pic of your dad. My dad dying is about my biggest fear.
I'm surprised no one said anything about The Aqua Teen Hunger force picture (good show that I never get to see) it is kinda ironic that you are asking about food. But I will suggest a couple places. I assume you want to eat at a local place and not at a chain like Applebees on Delaware wich is part of the target plaza near by there is an Andersons who don't only sell ice cream and a sub place called quizmos. Havn't been there in some time but Elmwood Taco and Subs ETS might be a choice. If you want more of a sit down place there is always Panos also on Elmwood across the street is a good indain place India Gate if I remember correctly. Or if you are up for some fun you can explore Hertel I know there are a few differant Resturants you could try there.
i've had mixed luck with globe, but it's certainly worth checking out. Not to mention it's right across from our beloved spot. And right next to our beloved larson twins. And the sushi place. I'm not worried about you finding food. :)
Maybe I'm just a simple soul....but kids...I've got three words for any new Buffalonian: JIM'S STEAK-OUT!!! (Is that 3 words, 2 and a half, or just 2? who's counting??) It's cheap, and it's Buffalo. 'nough said. ;)
Have fun in the B-lo. I'm playing "portable dive platform" for a couple of new friends out here tonight...we'll see just how much I've mastered the kayaking on the open ocean thing...
I second or third the love for the falafel bar. Pizza Wise - Just Pizza on Elmwood works with Mr. Pizza being just fine as well.
El Canelo makes good cheap Mexican dishes.
Cecelia's on Elmwood makes great pasta dishes - but its too damn hot for them.
Surprised nobody mentioned Spot for the sandwiches there.
It's Elmwood, you won't starve
i second the romeo and juliets, get the portabello pizza with gargonzola. it feeds two and is truly the best pizza i've ever had. 1292 hertel ave. :::link:::
I would suggest globe market. It is right in the heart of the elmwoodstrip and you can walk around that area. It at 762 Elmwood Avenue right around the corner of Cleveland and Elmwood. Grab an artvoice newspaper while you are there, it will give you plenty of stuff to do. IF they don't have one, you can get one across the street at spot coffee.
+1 for Romeo & Juliet's :::link:::
+1 for Ikea Burlington :::link::: [Bonus: spend > CDN$200 and get your sales tax refunded :::link::: ]
- Z
yeah I second falafel bar (or is that third...)
And as far as furniture- there's a new store called Room on elmwood (near falarel bar actually) that looks cute but I haven't been in. But as far as staples, there Ikea an hour or so away in Canada. I love that place.
I highly recommend Taste Good Chinese :::link::: . It is a total dive, like quite a few strip mall chinese food places.. but the food is very good, very inexpensive (lunch specials, for both myself and Uncut will be less than 10 bucks), and, to make everything even better, then have really good vegetarian choices (i think i recall you or Chico mentioning you're a vegetarian?). I love their vegetarian orange beef and the vegetarian curry chicken is really good too... if you like a wee bit o spice.
I agree with Libertad that the Falafel Bar on Elmwood is good! So is Sahara Grill (even if the service isn't great, the food is not too shabby), on the corner of Elmwood and Bidwell Parkway.
Maybe it's me, but i have never had great luck at Globe... Like having limited choices and staff that can't seem to understand being a vegetarian means i do NOT want the chicken.
Also, if you don't mind a bit of a drive, El Canello :::link:::
has darned good Tex Mex for very reasonable prices.
I always reclean a place that i move into. It just doesn't seem right unless you do it yourself in my book. Food hmmm.
Romeo and Juliets-hertel ave (good sandwiches under $10)
falafel bar- elmwood (great falafel and fish fry)
Globe market-elmwood (fresh and healthy relatively cheap)