Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I never sent my Christmas cards out last year nor did I send the letters of thanks that Sabrina and I had written to a few of you.. I'm sorry, I didn't forget about you. The ornaments that we rec'd from the Chandonnet's in CO. were just beautiful, thank-you Denise. And to all of you who thought of us in other ways, I thank you as well. Roger, I still have your card on the dining room table along with 20 others.. But lately I have been so busy that I don't know if I am coming or going. Basically, I am back to work full time now (51 hours last week) and my Dad is not doing well. The doctors have only given him a few weeks. Hospice is being called in and we know that it wont be long now. So, I have been splitting my time between Dad, work, the kids and basically ignoring everything else. Jeeze, I haven't been food shopping in 2 weeks. It was Sals pizza last night and some shrimp, I had left over in the freezer from New Years, with broccoli the night before.. So I apologize to those of you I owe a thanks to or even a hello. I have been so busy.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
I get it a lot... I get it from readers of my blog with whom I correspond through e-mail. Specifically, readers who find my blog though a Google search and write to me to inquire about a certain surname or family line that is mentioned within my blog. Now, in the defense of these readers, they don't know me, and from the title of my blog you would think that I am telling them to call me Shell. After all, that is what it says, right? Call Me-shell.. Well, I'm not. I have never been called Shell nor do I ever want to be called Shell. (but don't worry if you do, it doesn't bother me- that much. I know what my name is : ) So, now I just want to let you, my readers, know how the title of my blog came about. The title of my blog stems from the way my name was pronounced by my deceased and very much missed mother Pauline Gail Robillard nee Maille (1944-1982). It is pronounced with the "i" sounding like a long e vowel sound. Hence the title, Call Me-shell : ). My father used to, occasionally, pronounce my name this way (usually when I was in trouble), as well as my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. As a matter of fact, I was called "Mesh" (long e), quite often when I was a kid...