Sarah Walker Whedon

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Tue, 30 Oct 2007 04:41:03 GMT

044. TEN people you'd like to slap upside the head

1. A one Joseph Whedon -- he took my children from me and accused me of being a bad parent. I am not a bad mother, in fact, I'm a wonderful mother. Since when does working equate poor quality?
2. Joe's scumbag lawyer -- how DARE you. Just how DARE you take them away from me.
3. Rebecca Harper -- she kissed my husband, which escalated the deterioration of my already incredibly fragile marriage. Oh, she's also my father's illegitimate daughter. That should be reason enough.
4. Holly Harper -- I'm still not over this witch of a woman being the bane of my existence.
5. Paula -- my husband's ex wife...now girlfriend. That really should be enough reason.
6. Kitty -- she's PREGNANT and DID NOT call me FIRST. So much for that sisterly bonding crap. I mean, really, she should have called me.
7. Tommy -- for leaving me at Ojai to work with Holly. HOLLY.
8. Uncle Saul -- sometimes I'd love to just slap him upside the head and call it a days work.
9. Dad -- for too many reasons to list.
10. Any one who wrote character references for Joe -- Because he was planning this...for a month...and those references got my children taken away.

Wed, 17 Oct 2007 04:08:32 GMT

To be honest I never really figured myself for the blogging type, it seems more like something Kitty would enjoy. However, here I am. Sarah Walker Whedon: Blogger. Well, technically I'm a baby blogger...or newbie? Noob? N00B? I don't understand internet lingo and I won't pretend to. I think the entire point of this incredibly disjointed few-sentences-turned-paragraph is to say that I have a blog and I'm new at blogging, obviously.

With that out of the way I suppose you might want to get to know a bit about me. Sarah W. Whedon is what it says on my business card. My father was William Walker, formerly of Ojai Foods until he passed away suddenly last year and left me in charge. I grew up in a large family of five children, me being the oldest and my baby brother Justin taking up the rear. I have my own family to go home to at the end of the day my two children, Paige and Cooper, as well as my soon-to-be-ex-husband Joe.

You may have heard my little sister Kitty on the radio or more recently on Red, White, & Blue, spouting off the great and magnificent things our current administration is doing for the world. Being a Republican aside she's funny and a great listener and an easy target...but then again all younger siblings are for the oldest. If you need entertainment come over around dinner time, you're sure to catch one of the infamous Nora-Kitty fights. Currently she's engaged to Senator McCallister. Yes, that, Senator McCallister.

There's Kevin, the lawyer. Never tell anything to Kevin you don't want to get out to Mom or Kitty within the next fifteen minutes. True story.

Tommy, who I've come to admire greatly over the past year, is the blue collar guy. He's worked from the ground up at Ojai and does a great job at what he does. I'm very proud of him. He and his wife Julia just made me an Auntie for the first time.

Justin, the baby of the family, and the best Paige shot giver that there is. While Justin may be my baby brother he is surely a hero to me. Earlier this week he returned back home from a tour in the Middle East. He's incredibly brave and I'm so glad to have him home safe and sound.

And then there's our mother, Nora. I told her last year that she rocks and I meant it, completely. She may be flighty amongst other things, but at the end of the day she's the greatest mom and grandmother that I know of.

The newest addition (and not my new little niece) is my illegitimate, loose sister Rebecca. I really don't have much to say about her that doesn't involve the words conniving, bitch, or any other nasty four letter word that I can think of. Let's just leave it at that, shall we?

As for this blogging entry, I really think it's about time for it to end. I've rambled on enough about my family and I'm sure I could just continue to talk about them if I'm allowed…which I am, seeing as this is *my* blog

Mon, 19 Feb 2007 07:51:09 GMT

There is so much in life that we can't control like the weather or who your parents are. And then there are things that you think you can control and when you can't it's all the more devestating. It's all the more heart breaking and it can tear you in two, ripping your heart out and stomping all over it as if it doesn't matter at all. And the worst part? I can't stop it. I can't control it. Maybe it's all my fault. Maybe I've caused everything to be so chaotic in my life right now.

Two weeks ago everything was fine, everyone was happy. How quickly this all can change and how quickly that feeling of absolute bliss can fade into a horrifying feeling of loneliness and hopelessness.

It's bruised and in more than one way I've become my father.

I just want to fix this and I don't know how. I feel like I'm drowning.

I want my life back. I want someone to tell me what to do and how to fix this. I want to stop feeling like a stranger in my own home...in my marriage. I want to feel like I know my husband again. I want to be excited. I want to talk with my husband.

Does he even want any of the same things anymore?

Elite Muses RP -- February -- Richard Simmons

Thu, 15 Feb 2007 05:11:33 GMT

Sarah Whedon was hungry and her brother had mysteriously disappeared, which meant she was on her own. She glanced up from her work to look at a picture of her family and then she smiled. It was the perfect plan, go grab their favorite sandwiches at the market and surprise them at home. So instead of continuing to look at the numbers for the winery that Tommy and Holly so wanted her to purchase she’d go home and relax a bit with her husband and her kids. Who knows, maybe their positive energy would transfer over to her and she desperately needed it; especially after Valentine’s Day and the bomb her brother dropped on her.

So, after she picked up sandwiches and salads and drinks at the market she headed home. Parking in the drive way she grabbed the various bags and headed up to the house. She stopped short when she heard an unfamiliar voice amongst Cooper’s giggles. As she opened the door she furrowed her brow and couldn’t hold a smirk back at the two people amidst the pushed back furniture. A few more seconds and she recognized the voice and laughed, Is that Richard Simmons?

Mon, 22 Jan 2007 07:12:34 GMT

I could not be more mortified.

If I find "it" on the internet ANYWHERE...I will not be above resorting to murder. I don't care if I'm related to you, I *will* kill you.

I couldn't figure out why everyone was looking at my breasts...I blame this all on Joe. The close ups on my breasts were unnecessary.

And for the record, once again, it's *not* funny. I had to spend the entire night with my head down so I could avoid awkward stares from men who I've known since I was a little kid and people I didn't even know.

Oh, and by the way, The Senator? So. Totally. Hot.

Fri, 19 Jan 2007 07:03:19 GMT

Wow. Kitty...it's kind of insane.

But really, he's not as cute as my guitar playing, song writing, dress up playing, flannel wearing, plaid loving~~, Vanessa filrting~~, husband.

Mon, 15 Jan 2007 10:05:24 GMT

Look what I got from a little website called E! Online...maybe you guys will make Us Weekly? Now that would be exciting.

Great hair Kitty, it looks great. And nice arm candy, he's a total babe, so hot. What's he like in bed? I'm curious.

Thu, 11 Jan 2007 04:05:33 GMT

Senator McCallister is hot...and not just for a Republican...for a human being.

Wed, 10 Jan 2007 06:51:25 GMT

It's been a while since I've written in here and this past week has been...special, I think is a good word for it.

First of all, Kevin and Kitty fought...and they never fight, I mean...never. I mean, I wasn't there so I'm not a witness or anything but I heard from Kitty so that's good enough. About the Republican Senator guy, none-the-less. McCallister. He's pretty hot.

Anyways, then there's Holly Harper, the bane of my existence. She comes sauntering into my office demanding an office of her own and when I tell her no she offers to sell her stock to a competitor. Then some how Mom comes in and demands an office of her own...needless to say I put them both in one office. Then there's the disaster that was the board meeting and to be honest I'd rather not go into that.

And, Gabe. I love him just as much as I love my own two children and he can disappoint me and frustrate me just as much as they can and I don't think I've ever been as disappointed with anyone as I was with Gabe when I found the vodka. He did it infront of Paige nonetheless. And then it just blew up with Joe. It was exactly what used to happen but the other way around. I could barely sleep next to him that night, but after "family day" (aka family hell) we cleared things up and now Gabe hates both of us.

Paige is nagging at me for a bed time story, so Kitty I'll call you tomorrow. Joe? See you in a few.

Sat, 30 Dec 2006 07:12:13 GMT

In 2007, damntrifecta resolves to...

Go to sex every Sunday.
Learn to play the ojai.
Eat more my kids.
Find a new cool_aunt_kitty.
Cut down on my working.
Be nicer to i_owe_alife.

Why not? Those are all doable.

Sun, 24 Dec 2006 18:39:06 GMT

Why Mommy is a Democrat

A perfect book for my children! I mean, maybe Why Aunt Kitty is Crazy would have also been appropriate, but I like this one.

Needless to say I'm very, very amused.

Small Christmas update: Kitten is at Mom's...I know Paige will *not* want to go to Mom's tomorrow if she gets the kitten here, so kitten will be given to Paige at Mom's so you all get to see her little face when she sees it. And, yes, we will be making the trek to Mom's...AFTER we open all of our presents and make the obligatory phone call to Joe's parents...one day we're going to have to spend Christmas or Thanksgiving with the Whedon's and I can already see Mom's face...it's so scary.

That's all from me, I've got a bunch more wrapping to do and then I need to start the cooking...if only Cooper would stop singing my life would be made. At least he knows more of certain songs than he did before.

ooc

Sat, 16 Dec 2006 05:29:32 GMT

Give Sarah love @ The Holiday Meme of Lurve!

Mon, 11 Dec 2006 08:45:14 GMT

Holly Harper needs to move far far away from my family. She's like the plague. As soon as you think you're rid of her and start to rejoice, she finds a way to weasel her way back in. Not only has she managed to weasel her way back into my life, she's managed to weasel her way into Ojai. That....woman now has a say in what happens in my father's company. I'm so angry and bitter I can't even think straight.

Now on an entirely different subject...my kids. Little Chicken (aka. Paige. aka. my 40 year old in an 8 year old body) decided to check out her Jewish heritage and, since I know virtually nothing about it, I made the mistake of taking her to Mom's. First of all Mom almost blew the cover off of Santa. And then she decided to take Paige under her wing and give her lessons in being Jewish. Thankfully, Daddy came to the rescue for her during Mom's recital of the Books of Maccabee. Poor kiddo. Mom threw this entire party for Paige and she just felt overwhelmed and Mom couldn't understand why Paige wasn't down there eating latke and lighting the menorah. Joe surprised me and stood up to Mom and told her to back off. Mom was pretty...horrified, I think. But Paige came through like she always does. And then earlier today, before the tree lighting, she asked if she'd been bad and if that's why she got her diabetes. I think my heart just...broke for her. When I told her she just has to have faith, she said that she has faith that she'll get better. Which broke me more. It's so hard to love someone so much and watch them go through this. But Paige will be fine. She'll fight, like those in her family do, and one day she'll see how amazing she truly is. That kitten is totally hers.

Then there's my little man, Cooper. Cooper...loves Christmas songs. He loves to sing them over and over and over and over and over and over again. And he only knows two of them. Noel and the little boy version of Jingle Bells. He is, without a doubt, his father's son.

And Mom. Mom over does. Mom is a classic case of an overachiever. And that's really all I'll say about that, you're all related to her in some way, fashion, or form...you all know and have seen evidence of her fanaticness.

Mon, 11 Dec 2006 06:31:00 GMT

Xmas Stocking

leave a gift for damntrifecta

get your stocking

Sat, 09 Dec 2006 19:00:19 GMT

To: Big Daddy (guitarguy@gmail.com)
From: Sarah Whedon (sarah.whedon@ojaifoods.com)
Subject: December 31st - January 4th

Don't schedule any lessons. Or anything else for that matter.

-S

Thu, 07 Dec 2006 06:33:03 GMT

I love the internet.

Thu, 07 Dec 2006 03:40:56 GMT

My son is in deep trouble. My son is a little mischief maker if I've ever seen one. When I got to work this morning I didn't realize I had a little friend with me

I found this in my jacket pocket when I put it on when I got to work.

That would be Hammy, Paige's little hamster. I should have known Coop was up to something this morning when he gave me an extra long hug and then just smiled the imfamous "I've done something devious and you're going to be mad later" Walker smile. I should have figured. And you might want to know how I know it's Cooper? It has to have been Cooper because Paige has been very good about taking excellent care to Hammy, even though I told her no to the kitten.

Joe, want to come pick up Hammy?

Tue, 05 Dec 2006 19:01:24 GMT

Joe? Is there something you'd like to tell me?

Nice hair, cowboy.

Fri, 01 Dec 2006 09:16:00 GMT

Paige screwed up her face in the full-length mirror and ran a hand down the front of her green jumper dress, normally reserved for nice dinner occasions, but brought out for this "date" with Joe, Mommy, is my dress wrinkled? Sarah looked up from brushing Paige's hair and shook her head, You look beautiful, Little Chicken. Paige smiled, Will Daddy like it? Sarah smiled at that and nodded, Daddy's going to think you're the most beautiful girl in the world. Paige shook her head in disagreement, Not more beautiful than you, Mom. Sarah smirked at that and continued brushing Paige's hair, Okay, little girl, all done. She turned Paige around and looked her up and down before nodding in approval. She held up a finger and turned around, opening her make up drawer. Paige's eyes widened as she stood on her tip toes to try and see what her mother was getting out of the drawer. Sarah turned around with a very light lip gloss in her hands, Just for tonight, okay? She gently spread the gloss over Paige's lips and the little girls tongue darted out to taste the gloss, It tastes like strawberries. Sarah chuckled and nodded, Yes, but don't eat it okay? Paige bobbed her head to try and see into the drawer as Sarah put back the gloss, Can I wear anything else? Sarah shook her head and closed the drawer, Not until you're fifteen okay? Then we'll talk about it again. Paige nodded, not willing to argue with her mother. Sarah stood up and smoothed a hand over her hair, Ready to go? Paige nodded and turned to examine her face in the mirror. I'll be down in a second. Sarah watched Paige for one more moment before heading downstairs and moving into the kitchen to start on dinner for herself and Cooper.

Wed, 29 Nov 2006 20:43:38 GMT

70-100 mile per hour winds today in Southern California. The Santa Anas have struck! Cooper, as usual, loves them and likes that its an excuse to cling to Mommy or Daddy on the way to the car and scream "HELP ME! I'M GETTING BLOWN AWAY!". This does not amuse Paige who doesn't like that the wind pushes her around.

Kitty, did you spend the night in bed with Mom?

Wed, 29 Nov 2006 15:07:04 GMT

Wed, 29 Nov 2006 05:44:34 GMT

1.) Where did you ring in 2006?
In my bed, asleep.

2.) What was your status by Valentine's Day?
Married

3.) Were you in school any time this year?
No.

4.) How did you earn your keep?
Northlight and then Ojai

5.) Did you ever have to go to the hospital?
Not for me, for my father and then my daughter and then my little brother. No more hospitals for me, please.

6.) Have you ever encountered the police?
No.

7.) Where did you go on vacation?
Tahoe in the winter and then Hawaii in the summer.

8.) What did you purchase that was over $500?
Plane tickets for four, hotel room, purse, christmas presents, bills...

9.) Did you know anybody who got married?
Nope.

10.) Did you know anybody who passed away?
My father.

11.) Have you ran into anybody you graduated high school with?
I did, yes.

12.) Did you move anywhere?
No. Actually, on second thought, I moved jobs.

13.) What sporting events did you go to?
Cooper's soccer games and Paige's swimming.

14.) What concerts did you go to?
Paige's school pagent and it's a constant concert in our house with guitar lessons and Cooper wailin' on his skins.

15.) Are you registered to vote?
Democrat.

16.) If so, did you do your patriotic duty on Nov. 7?
I did. And I did it well.

17.) Where do you live now?
San Marino/Pasadena

18.) Describe your birthday.
Breakfast in bed, work, family dinner, sleep.

19.) What's the one thing you thought you would never do but did in 2006?
Have to rush Paige to the hospital.

20.) What is one thing you regretted this year?
I regret lots, but I'm not going to put them all here.

21.) What's something you learned about yourself?
Nothing I didn't already know, but it I think how important the family I've built with Joe is to me was reinforced.

22.) Any new additions to your family?
Nope, but there'll be one in 2007! I finally get to be an aunt!

23.) What was your best month?
October -- no fights

24.) What from pop culture will you remember 2006 by?
Suri Cruise...who names their kid Suri?

25.) How would you rate this year with a scale from 1 (shitty) to 10 (excellent)?
6.5

Paige's Christmas Letter to Santa

Mon, 27 Nov 2006 07:04:25 GMT

Dear Santa,

Hello! My name is Paige Whedon and I am 8 years old and in the 3rd grade, just incase you forgot. I like to sing and dance and play. I have a big brother named Gabe who is 14 and is in 9th grade. I also have a little brother named Cooper and he is six and in 1st grade. Gabe is only my half brother though, he's got another mommy that he lives with sometimes and then he comes to visit us and that makes me happy. Cooper is what my mommy sometimes calls a menice. He likes to play his drums a lot.

Gabe has been good this year, he likes soccer and girls. Cooper likes cars and music. I know he wants a puppy, too. I guess he's been good.

My daddy plays the guitar really good and he teaches kids in the nayborhoodd how to play too. Once when I had a school presentation I was the state of Hawaii and my dad taught me a song for it. He's home with me and Cooper during the day when Mommy's at work. He teaches us songs and helps us with our homework and does crafts with us and even dresses up and plays tea party with me! Daddy wants new guitar strings and more flannel shirts. Most of all he wants Mommy to be home more though.

My mommy works lots. She's really important though. She works with my uncle Tommy and they run my grandpa's company Ojai Foods. I miss her when she works, but when she comes home she watches Hannah Montana with me, it's our favorite show. She does tea parties the best. Mommy wants uncle Justin to not go back to war, shoes, purses, diamonds, sunglasses, and to make the company okay.

For Christmas I'd like a fluffy kitten, Hannah Montana Volume 1 DVD, Hannah Montana soundtrack, a fluffy kitten, an American Girl doll that looks just like me, piano lessons, arts and crafts, Barbies, horse back riding lessons, My Little Ponies, Make Up, anything Hannah Montana or Unfabulous or Hello Kitty, and a fluffy kitten.

And...you know, I've been really good this year. I've gotten good grades and I help my Mommy and Daddy out at school. I dunno, I was thinking that maybe you could make my diabetes go away? That would be cool. If you could do that you don't have to have the elves make me anything. Not one thing, not even a fluffy kitten.

Love,
Paige Whedon
Age 8
San Marino, Californea

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Paige usually waits until December to send her Christmas list to "Santa", but she gave me her list to mail today and I have the best kids. That last paragraph broke my heart though...she's too strong and dealt with too much too quickly. She's sleeping next to me and I don't have the heart to move her.

Maybe that kitten isn't such a bad idea...I'm not sold on it yet.

Mon, 27 Nov 2006 02:44:36 GMT

This past week has been…interesting, to say the least.

Somehow I ended up on a road trip with Tommy and Kevin to Nevada…to find this piece of land Dad had spent the money on. Land that was worth just over one million dollars, yet he spent fifteen million on it.

Kevin, being Kevin, flooded his car’s engine with Evian and Nevada being Nevada the state it is provided us with a cash only garage. So we had to walk up the freeway to a rental car place to rent a car. When we stopped to fill it with gas we realized the Podunk town we’d decided was our stop for the night had no hotel. Needless to say I was not going to sleep in the car sober, so I walked across the street to a bar filled with the fine men that protect our country. I was the only woman not in uniform there; apparently they don’t get too many civilians in there because they thought I was wonderful. And…I kind of got plastered and kicked all of their asses at pool while embarrassing my little brothers in the process. I’d say the hang over headache the next morning was worth it, however I didn’t just have a hang over…I had to sleep on the floor curled up next to Tommy while Kevin got to sleep in a bed and get laid.

The next day when we saw the piece of land…to be perfectly honest it was just desert’ completely useless as anything other than home for snakes and weeds. However, a stop at the bank later that piece of land was worth THIRTY MILLION DOLLARS. Thank you, Dad. Money problems solved for Ojai and stress problems solved for Sarah.

Thanksgiving was great, as it always is. Big family gathering, although this year it was nice to have everyone there AND on top of all of that I am going to be an aunt, finally! Paige is more than excited about getting a “precious little girl” cousin and Cooper *knows* it will be a boy.

Speaking of Paige and Cooper, their new mission in life is to get me to break on the pet front. Paige “just wants a fluffy kitty, Mommy” and she thinks Cooper should have a puppy so “he can run around and get crazy with it and then he can be quiet more”. Cooper, of course, thinks a puppy is a GREAT idea. However, I’m not going to rely on a six year old to get up and let it out at 2 am or clean up its accidents. Joe, of course, is on their side. He thinks that a kitty would be good for Paige, who promises she’ll clean its litter box and feed it everyday and cuddle it whenever it needs cuddles. I’m afraid Cooper is going to try and shave it or feed his Paige’s goldfish to it or bathe it…or some other Cooper-like to it.

Kitty, we need to have a date with our good friend tequila soon.

[Locked from Joe or anyone who might tell Joe and from Nora]

Wed, 22 Nov 2006 17:32:41 GMT

Elite Muses Prompt # 22 - The truth will set you free

I almost had an affair once. With Noah, an old co-worker. I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t one of the reasons I had to get out.

Things started out really innocent. I enjoyed staying at work late if he was there, in fact I preferred it to going home to my family. There was a comfortable, yet exciting energy there that I didn’t have with Joe at the time and I wanted it with someone, so badly. The more time I spent with him the less time I wanted to spend at home and finally it got to the point where we almost kissed and almost ruined both our marriages and I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t lose my family. Joe was starting to pick up on things and my own kids were telling me they missed me every single day. One day Paige wrapped herself around my leg and begged me not to go to work, but to stay home with them all day.

Everyone was unhappy and I had the power to fix it. How could I not? I took the pay cut in favor of less hours and my family and at first I was incredibly unhappy. I foolishly thought that working for the family business would solve everything. It would erase what not-so-innocent feelings I had for Noah and immediately patch my marriage together. I wanted those results and I wanted them right then and there. But it wasn’t that easy.

Couple’s counseling and a few months later, I’ve never been happier. My husband and I are touching again…more than we have in a long, long time, we're communicating and falling head over heels for each other again.I feel like an actual mother to Paige and Coope again, too. I felt so foolish that I almost ruined the best thing I’ve got going in my life for someone else, but that’s how affairs always go, right? I won’t be my father. I won’t put Joe through what Mom went through and I won’t put my kids through what my siblings and I are going through. I will not be that person. I love them all far too much, but maybe love has nothing to do with it.

I just can’t be that person. I won’t be that person.

‘Til death do us part, right?