She's not gonna just waltz in and say "Here I am!"

Here I am  - (Zorro the Gay Blade reference.......rent it)

I can't stay on top of these types of things because so much happens in my "daily" routine that I would be typing all the time trying to keep you abreast of everything.......  Basically I feel like I've been in a rut since about 7:03 pm on September 24th.  That is the lovely night I fell and became Big Foot Berg, as my friends (so called) now like to call me.  Quite frankly, it's pretty funny - NOW, it wasn't funny then, and sometimes still isn't funny.  I fell with my foot tucked under by booty, kinda like a herky - ya know - right leg extended, left leg tucked under your butt....well, picture it.  (stop laughing) Foot swelled up like a toad, had to be in a orthodic boot for a few weeks....just now getting to where it doesn't swell up really bad, hence why I now feel like I'm alive & kickin!! Ok, maybe not kickin' but feeling much better!

Work is gearing up for 4th quarter crunch; I'm starting my drugs now so I don't get sick.  I have 16 renewals for 1.1 -- busy girl!  But I love it!  I love the stress, I love the crazyness, I love the running around like your head will explode at any moment!  It's the best and the worst all rolled into one.......

Update on home life - boys are driving me crazy :) which is typical, but I would'nt have it any other way.  I spontaneously cried last night at Chili's; which only makes the boys look at me like I'm crazy, and totally ruins my 'hard core' persona.  But the boys were talking about Ian getting to do the "clap out" this year...how cool it was and how everyone lines the halls and claps as the 4th graders graduate out of elementary school.  It hit me, my baby isn't my baby .... he's going to be in "intermediate" school next year.  I suddenly felt overwhelmed with how much things change and how fast it happens.  Everything is so vivid in my mind on when the boys were little and starting kindergarten, now they are being invited to parties and going to school dances.  STOP!!  Before I realize it you'll be off to college dating girls just like me that I don't approve of!!!

I've gotta go.......there's a Cat in the Hat book calling my name.

Berg

......Do you know what today is?

Well, for those of you who don't know - it is JOE PERRY's Birthday!!!  Anthony Joseph Perry is the lead guitar player for Aerosmith and my absolute favorite rock god in the whole world.  LOVE me some Joe!

I have had an obsession with Joe for many years now, like since high school.  There is just something about a lead guitar player that is mysterious, sultry, dangerous and quite sexy.  Pino has know about my obsession since before we married.  Does he feel threatened?  NO - he thinks Joe is the ugliest thing in the world!  But I will tell you he was none too happy with me about 8 years ago when I actually met Joe and had my picture taken with him at The Hard Rock in Dallas.  Oh no, he wasn't upset about the picture....what I DID with the picture is what he was none to happy about.

A few days after I had my picture taken with Joe, I found myself in Wal-greens making our annual christmas card to send out to all our family and friends.  While going through all the pictures - behold - me and Joe.
Then some evil force took over and I found myself in an alternate reality making christmas cards with Joe and I on them telling all our family and friends to "Have a Rockin' Christmas! Love, Joe and Stacy"...before I realized what I was doing I printed 50 copies and was leaving the store!  Not with IMBONG christmas cards but JOE AND STACY christmas cards!   So, like any sane woman would - I proceeded to mail them to all our friends and family :)  I also mailed one to Pino at his office so he'd know what I did, without me having to actually tell him ......yes, he laughed..yes, he knows I'm crazy....but he was still none to happy.  But what a great story for my grandchildren -- RIGHT!!!!!

ps.  my older son is elijah PERRY, my younger one is ian JOSEPH.....
NO - i didn't plan it...it just worked out that way...... :) really!

The Flood........

This morning driving into work was like driving in a Typhoon!  Yes, I've been in a typhoon so I know what I'm talking about.....
I hate (yes - hate is a harsh word but I'm using it because that's truly how I feel) driving in the rain.
I get all anxious, sweaty, shaky ... the works.  This is when it hit me.....there is NO WAY I would have made it during the flood.  Yes, THE flood!  You know - NOAH & THE flood.  I can only imagine the panic those people felt...it's overwhelming really if you think about it.

Now as I look outside and the sun is shining I'm reminded of God's love and his promise that he would never do that to man again.  Even though, between you and me, it looked like he might be reconsidering it this morning.

:)

The Boys

i guess now i need to tell you about my boys.  let me start with the best one, not that i'm prejudice or anything, it's just a fact really.  pino (can you tell i love nicknames) is my hubby, my man, my main squeeze.  the bread to my butter, the soy to my sauce - you get the picture.  we met, we loved, we married.  the end.  now it's 15 years later and we've added two more boys into the mix.  sweet E and big I....basically that describes them perfectly.  E is the sweetest boy.  loving, caring, emotional and all boy.  big I is just that - majorly big beautiful EYES.  they are the most gorgous, breathtaking brown eyes you've ever seen.  swear.
i've been so blessed by these rotten things that sometimes i make myself cry just thinking about them & their awesomeness-ness.  E is 12 and in 7th grade, big year here.  he is learning so many worldly things that it overwhelmes me, i want him to stay naive and innocent until he's 30, ok - maybe 29.  but i'm proud that he feels comfortable to talk to me about things he sees and hears at school, well - at least he does for now.
I is 9 and in 4th grade.  little rotten scoundrel is what he is.  he uses his cuteness as a tool to get out of all the mischievious things he does - and IT WORKS!  it is SO hard for me to get upset with him.  he's like a bassett hound with those beautiful eyes and the way he bends his head down but lifts his eyes up to you and flutters those long eyelashes at you.  i can't even imagine what life will be like when he is in 7th grade and the girls are all over that little cutie pie. 

oh my.......well, anyway.  i love my boys and that's that

Who's BERG?

the thougth of blogging has made me literally nauseated.  i always make fun of my friends and family who actually blog about things going on in their lives......truth be known, i'm just a little jealous that they take the time to do it.  so, instead of being a slave to the green monster, i've decided to play with him instead - so here goes.  i promise to be truthful, bold, funny, maybe a little crazy, blunt, loving and most of all - myself.
those that love me know that my circle of trust really isn't a circle at all, it's more like an octagon.  if you can handle the sharp points, you're in!

ok, so who IS Berg?  well, me - duh!  Berg is a nickname that i've been given by friends at work.  cause you see, you're not really "in" until you have a nickname.  the story goes like this......we were on our way to a meeting and i asked Pip (nickname) if i could hitch a ride with him, Sure! was his reply.  then DJ (nickname) asked Pip if he wanted to ride with him and Pip replys "i'm riding with that new girl Stacy Imberg" to which DJ replies "not everyone is Jewish, Pip...her name is IMBONG" ...... well, Imberg stuck....then got shortened to Berg......i like my nickname, i embrace my nickname and quite frankly enjoy having the alter ego that goes along with it.  makes me feel a little special.

so stick around if you want, or don't......hope you enjoy the saga that is my life!

buckle up!