Goodbye for Now, PatriciaAnnabella

What a horrible week to be off the grid.  Thank you to everyone that attempted to send me news of PattyAnn and I’m sorry if I didn’t respond.  Technologically, everything that could have gone wrong this week did.

There are some beautiful tributes here about PattyAnn and I’m sure a ton of wonderful comments but I have a few things that can’t go unsaid about such sweetness.

I thought about doing sort of a chronological thing but I can’t do that because there was one thing that PattyAnn did that meant the world to me and Mrs Rosetta and I have to start with that.

When we lost Max in 2009, PattyAnn was in charge of collecting money from you generous punks and then ordering flower arrangements for us.  We had a day where very close friends and family came over and we celebrated Max.  There was a lot going on that day with family and everyone trying to do things for us and every 15 minutes, the doorbell would ring.  And it was the delivery guy from the flower shop down the street bringing over something new and beautiful.

This went on for about 3 hours and it was such a wonderful thing, I can’t describe it.  That was actually possible because of all of you but everything had PattyAnn’s touch.  Right down to the Buckaroo Bonzai tree that lives on our coffee table to this day.  You could tell that everything that showed up was at the behest of an angel.

I cried when I heard about her having to lose her leg.  I don’t know why I didn’t cry before that.  PattyAnn had a wonderful steadiness and calmness about her, even after she had her terrible fall.  I just knew that she was going to pull through.  As serious as the few days prior to her amputation were, I thought she was going to fight this off and win.  I mean win in the sense that she would fight the infection and come out better on the other side.

When I read about them taking her leg, that was really the first time I worried for her and her family.

This is sort of a stream of consciousness thing so I feel like I need to tell Cathy and Dick that I love you both for being our messengers and PattyAnn’s voice to us.  What you did was pure love for a wonderful woman and a bunch of miscreants but this miscreant wants to thank you for being present when we could not.

I used to think PattyAnn must be a jerk in real life because she was so freaking nice online.  I figured most of us were nice in real life but jackasses online but she was too nice online for that to be the case so I figured it was the opposite.  Actually I didn’t think that but she was so nice on the blogs, it made me want to kick her ass and totally give her shit.  Hahaha.

Back in the old Ace flame war days before the splinter blogs, she was the one person I LOVED to flame.  And my flames consisted of acerbic EPIC beat-downs of her ass such as:

“PattyAnn is such a bitch, if she doesn’t have enough money to leave a 20% tip at a restaurant, sometimes she will wait a full 24 hours to go back to the restaurant and give the waiter the rest of the tip.”

“PattyAnn once went to an ATM and there was a $20 bill in the slot that someone forgot to take and she gave it to a soldier instead of taking it to the police which is what she was supposed to do”

That was the best I could do to flame PattyAnn.

It was a source of never ending funny to me that PattyAnn was a grandmother and hung out with us.  How lucky are her grandkids for goodness sakes!!  I’m sure they know.

It was fun when she would comment in the morning and Mr PattyAnn was sitting at the table with her and he would say (I’m paraphrasing here) “Are you talking to those idiots again?”  Hahahaha.  She was so in love with her man, it was awesome.

It’s with sadness that I have to say goodbye to such a sweet soul without ever having had the honor of getting a hug from her.  I know it would have been a hug of love and happiness and then she would have given me a wedgie before I could have given her one.

I happen to believe in heaven and I’m thankful for that because I know that my hug/wedgie isn’t lost; it’s only been delayed and moved to a better destination.

PattyAnn, thank you for bringing your grace and goodness to people not nearly as sweet and kind as you.  As sad as I am about you leaving our world, I cannot be sad about you going to a place where you know no pain or suffering.

And you’ll be only the second person I know who didn’t need any training to be an angel.

Rest in peace, lovely person.   You made life more beautiful for more people than you will ever know.

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160 Comments

  1. Amen.

  2. PattyAnn is such a bitch, if she doesn’t have enough money to leave a 20% tip at a restaurant, sometimes she will wait a full 24 hours to go back to the restaurant and give the waiter the rest of the tip.

    This gave me the chills. I remember this. It was so much fun and so sweet. I love my PattyAnn.

  3. I don’t know if that song is entirely appropriate but someone took another angel home and that’s the part I like.

    And I hope PattyAnn doesn’t hate Spanish people.

    XOXOXOXOX

  4. shit.. thought I was done cryin.

    I’m wrong a lot.

  5. I know, Dave. My heart is aching again. Such a long history…….a part of our family is gone.

  6. Gone but never forgotten.

  7. Stupid pollen infested blog.

  8. THERE’S NO CRYING IN BLOGGING!

    Wait, that’s baseball. So I’m good.

  9. What a beautiful poat. She was such a dear friend. Patty Ann is the reason we are part of this little bubble. She found one of Counts’ poats in 2007 and brought us into her world. She made sure she called me and talked to me while I was in the hospital and even though I was morphined out she made me laugh and I will remember her sweet encouraging words. I got a “poke” from her on facechimp at some point during all this and it just tore me up thinking of her doing that. I laughed through the tears. I am so thankful for Dick and Cathy for everything. I will miss my friend.

  10. I’m thankful for everyone here, too. Not many places where I feel utterly welcome, and that includes a lot of family. Somewhere that you can just be yourself.

    Sad that I never got to meet Patty Ann in person, but really glad I got to know her online.

  11. Patty Ann was the Bomb – end of story arguments invalid and ill whup anyone’s ass that says otherwise

  12. Just very moved by Rosetta’s post, is all.

    Good stuff.

  13. Beautiful tribute

  14. You’ve been saving that one up, haven’t you Rosetta? Worked on it all week?

    Well done.

  15. Wow!! Long time no see, wpdunn!! How ARE you?

  16. Rosie – Nicely done.

    Goodbye, sweet Patty Ann.

  17. **tackles Rosetta, gives him a wedgie for making me cry again, gives him a big rib-crackin’ bear hug for saying the right stuff**

  18. Are you home now Rosetta? Or you still on the road?

  19. I’m cryin’ with ya, baldy.

    You still can’t have my drink, but I’m cryin’ with ya.

  20. *steals BiW’s drink*

    Ok, that helped.

  21. I’m thankful for everyone here, too.

    Hear, hear.

    *raises glass in toast*

  22. Diet Mt. Dew goes down sweet.

    To my friend.

  23. Well said, my friend.

    And sorry about that “hey fuckface, where the hell are you?” text message. #Hacked!

  24. Beautifully done, Rosie.

  25. …at least you guys have me again.

    Yeah. That really didn’t help much, huh?

  26. Always glad to have you around, reason. Now, fetch me a juice box.

  27. Good job Rosetta. I never met PattyAnn,
    but it’s obvious she was a very special person
    God knows we can’t spare them!

  28. You know, for a bunch of terrible assholes, you people are kind of alright when it matters.

  29. Here. It even has Lightning McQueen on it. It’s my son’s fav.

  30. sean, even a blind pig finds the squeakhole sometimes…

  31. The Mavs killed the thread.

  32. I had a date today. Here’s how it went.

    Me: What are these scars?

    Date Guy: I used to be a lot bigger.

    Me. Oh. Stretch marks. Were you on roids or just a fat ass?

    Date Guy: . . . .

    Me: Never mind.

  33. …at least you guys have me again.

    Yeah. That really didn’t help much, huh?

    hahahaha

    wait, that wasn’t supposed to be funny, was it?

  34. PJMomma
    Back from the dead, had another little heart attack in may ON MY BIRTHDAY LOL

    you guys are the best – im not 100% Moron, but H2 is the first thing i visit every dday

    I LOVE all you fuckers!

  35. Were you on roids or just a fat ass?

    hahaha, such a charmer you are.

  36. PJ, my singleness is a mystery for the ages. I’m baffled.

  37. Thanks Rosie.

    Hugs.

  38. Back from the dead, had another little heart attack in may ON MY BIRTHDAY LOL

    You poor baby. How many is that now? Did ya finally get married? Don’t be such a stranger……….especially if you have candy.

  39. Me: What are these scars?

    Date Guy: I used to be a lot bigger.

    Dude.

    “Knife fight.”

    or

    “Ninja training.”

  40. PJ, my singleness is a mystery for the ages. I’m baffled.

    Well, as we say when we’re failing in the dating scene…….”There’s always wiserbud”.

  41. PJ, my singleness is a mystery for the ages. I’m baffled.

    You just haven’t found the right girl yet.

    Oh, wait…

  42. HAHAHAHA!

    you’re so bad……….best thing I ever had

  43. And sorry about that “hey fuckface, where the hell are you?” text message. #Hacked!

    I’m sure he understands it was said with love…regardless of who might have sent it.

  44. Don’t be such a stranger……….especially if you have candy.

    Reminds me of when I was about 5, and my mom asked
    me “What do you say if a stranger offers you candy?”
    My response: “Thank you”

  45. My response: “Thank you More, please.”

    FIFY

  46. Yer mama raised you right.

  47. I don’t know about that Sean. The look she gave me hinted that was not the correct response :)

  48. Well, at least she couldn’t rebuke you for having poor manners.

  49. Very true. She always taught me to be polite.

  50. On the other hand, you didn’t say “Thank you, sir,” so that’s kind of a failing.

  51. That’s what I like about you, Sean.

    You are an unfailing ray of sunshine, looking for something to burn.

  52. I do what I can.

  53. Teach?

  54. I said that I do what I can.

    What are you, fucking the product of our public schools or something?

  55. Okay, then…

    *licks toad*

  56. Very nice, Rosie.

    I’ll be off-line for the rest of the day, so try not to hurt each other much.

    Oh, in case anyone is interested, we had over 10k hits here on Tuesday. (keep in mind, that doesn’t include all times the members of this stupid blog hit F5 like a Capuchin monkey on crack.)

    Way to make a grand exit, PattyAnn. Nicely done.

  57. Huh. I’m in a farmers’ market.

  58. Oh, and I haven’t heard from Cathy yet re: the charity, but we are in excess of $600 net of the flower arrangement and there are still donations coming in.

  59. I get to eat everything I want, and there’s a camera crew following me around.

  60. I find myself talking about “sustainable” agriculture and being a “locavore.”

  61. Damnit, I’m a PBS food show host.

  62. Let’s fucking derail this…

  63. locavore = cokewhore

  64. The local Whopper is, I find, superior to the Quarter Pounder. The onions make the difference. That, and the quality of the plastic used to make the chairs.

    Your tailbone will know the difference.

    They won’t let us do a wine tasting in either establishment. For some reason.

  65. I have both kinds of stretch marks. Fatty ones on mah belleh, and rippositude ones on my upper arms. No roids, though.

  66. I find myself talking about “sustainable” agriculture and being a “locavore.”

    One of those is sensible, the other is isometric to poverty for vast swaths of the inhabited world.

  67. Dammit, still sick.

  68. Sean licks toad, does claymation: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqi5F5MqqTQ

  69. What we did before Twitter http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WueCFvlPFAU&NR=1

  70. Very well said, Rosefella.

  71. Thanks.

  72. Nicely done, Rosie.

  73. I didn’t say it yet, but I agree that this was well said.

  74. Wonderful poat Rosie

    Wakey wakey

  75. Holy crap, it’s almost 8. Gotta go.

  76. Very cool weather phenomenon: http://tinyurl.com/6keo3o3

  77. Nice post, but shouldn’t there be a ‘continue reading’ break in it?

  78. Herr, that was some weird shit claymation. Brain bleach, stat!

  79. Found a place to do some budget cutting: http://tinyurl.com/3eq2zcj

  80. Oh, in case anyone is interested, we had over 10k hits here on Tuesday. (keep in mind, that doesn’t include all times the members of this stupid blog hit F5 like a Capuchin monkey on crack.)

    Way to make a grand exit, PattyAnn. Nicely done.

    Is it just me, or does the last week on the site stat graph look like someone flipping the bird? Maybe PA saying “Fuck you, Death, I got friends.”

  81. Father of the Year Foundation closes its doors. “We’ve seen it all, now”, says spokesperson. http://tinyurl.com/6km7skn

  82. Off to the rocket factory. Y’all have a good day. (((HUGS)))

  83. Is it just me, or does the last week on the site stat graph look like someone flipping the bird? Maybe PA saying “Fuck you, Death, I got friends.”

    Ha.

  84. Just thought I’d mention, Carin, that Sophia has discovered chewing on her feet.

    It’s just so cute I had to mention it.

  85. I’ve been up since a storm blew through at about 3.

    Since I don’t have a job, I’m going back to bed.

  86. Oh, like I didn’t see it already.

    Yes, very cute.

    And tell Frau to stop cleaning her gun like that. It’s making me nervous.

  87. Great poat, Rosie.

    Who wrote it?

  88. “And I hope PattyAnn doesn’t hate Spanish people.
    XOXOXOXOX”

    Oh, Rosetta, it’s the big hearts here that keep me coming back.

    (I said big hearts, not big boobs, whores.)

  89. I forgot the schedule, but who is in charge of BBF? And why isn’t it up yet? It’s already 8:30 for crissake!

  90. I’m doing BBF today. It should be up around noon.

  91. *nervous laugh*

    hahaaahahahaaaa….

  92. Justin could play it safe, and do a traditional BBF. OR, he COULD go a bit nontraditional, say…..

    I’m actually looking forward to the reveal.

  93. Hey, last time Jewstin did BBF, we got Denise Milani. We can only hope to be so lucky again.

  94. Overland Park’s current weather:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tdwUpxkfSJw

    Now, if it will just give us some needed rain without funnel clouds, that would be great.

    Sending it your way later today, beasn and rosetta.

  95. How are you doing, Americano?

    It’s good to see you around.

  96. Well, obviously not thrilled about PA. But other than that, my life is great. Thanks for asking, Mare.

    How are you Mare? (Still [happily] married, I fear).

  97. Anyone know a truck driver that needs a job? That doesn’t text while driving?

  98. Well, I don’t usually text while driving, but I’d be happy to give it a shot.

  99. Morning

  100. MORNING CYN.

    Where’s my juicebox?

  101. Hafa adai, Cyn.

  102. I always liked it when Rosetta called PattyAnn, “PatriciaAnnabella.”

  103. Americano, you’re sweet.

  104. I would, on occasion, let lose a (now wholly regrettable, though pawky) moniker for her.

  105. Mare, I’m going to smile all night.

  106. *hugs everybody*

  107. That was just a wonderfully awesome post Rosetta. I hope someone does a tribute page link for Patty Ann like what was done for Cranky!

  108. Anyone know a truck driver that needs a job? That doesn’t text while driving?

    No EFFING way. Seriously?

  109. Good morning.

    What a wonderful tribute to our friend PattyAnn.

    Who are you and what have you done with Rosetta?

  110. Pretty sure you assholes are gonna die before me, so I won’t worry too much. But I’d like to think that, should I meet an untimely demise, Mare would shed a single tear of sorrow for what never was.

    And Rosetta, in mourning, would remove the rubber fist from his ass for a day.

    Well, 21 minutes, at least.

  111. No EFFING way. Seriously?

    That is the way things are looking.

  112. Hey Robert–good to see you.

    I hope someone does a tribute page

    Andy made mention of doing just that yesterday.

  113. *hugs lauraw, gets teh hump juice on her hands during the hug, dabs a little behind each ear and on the wrists*

  114. Sorry to hear that, Carin. Really sorry.

  115. Pick me, carin!
    Pick me! I won’t text…….and I’m sure you don’t think commenting on the hostages while driving is a big deal

  116. The driver got the ticket not us.

    How could you be so stupid?

    Ugh.

    It’s just amazing. Horrible economy, everyone needs jobs, businesses are struggling … and your fucking texting while driving a truck.

    Life is hard for stupid people.

  117. *hugs lauraw, gets teh hump juice on her hands during the hug, dabs a little behind each ear and on the wrists*

    You know that shit’s contagious, right?

  118. “I hope someone does a tribute page link for Patty Ann like what was done for Cranky!”

    yeah, what happened to all the tabs?????

  119. Happy Birthday Layra!!!!!!

  120. You know that shit’s contagious, right?

    *innocently hands Carin a juicebox, sneaks in quick and nuzzles her*

    What ever are you talking about?

    *blink, blink

  121. One of pjd’s co-workers ran over another person’s foot with a forklift a couple weeks ago about 5 minutes after the manager told him to slow down. I don’t understand why people aren’t cautious and paranoid, especially in an easily replaceable job

    Course it’s good for us because that guy can’t complain about pjd being made manager now cuz you can’t bid on a position when under written warning

  122. Leaving town for parts uncivilized – should be back Tuesday night. If you don’t hear from me between now and then, that’s why.

    Have fun talking about me while I’m gone! ;-)

  123. The innernets, I found them. Mr. Beasn is sitting in the next two sessions here at orientation because it is TOO FRAKKIN COLD UP THERE.

    I’m beginning to worry about daughter girl and her upcoming leaving of home. She is going to be sooooooooooo lost.

  124. Yes, Americano, I would.

  125. It’s laura’s birthday?

    YAY! Happy birthday!

    Get good and liquored up for me please! Er, for you, get liquored up for you

  126. I heard that Teresa chick from TX, picks her nose and wipes it on her sock.

  127. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAURA!!

  128. Where has that jack-ass rosetta been and who gave him permission to be off the grid?

  129. Happy Birthday Ms. Hunchback of Laura Dame

  130. Happy Birfday, LauraW

    http://tinyurl.com/4ly2fvz

  131. Happy Birthday Laura! You may need to log in to your laptop again.

    (very funny post, by the way)

  132. Layra’s party tonight

    http://tinyurl.com/3gwxwvc

  133. Hey Cyn :) Been around just hanging out on facechimp lol

  134. HAHA! Very cute Soohoo-celot!

  135. Speaking of Notre Dame.

    Right up there is where I gave away my heart ten years ago. Got a good one back in return.

    http://tinyurl.com/4xknn7h

    June 10, 2001

  136. Happy birthday, Laura.

    Take the day off.

  137. Holy crap! I totally forgot, lol. We don’t do that stuff.

    Thanks guys!

  138. Linkfail, Hotspur

  139. Happy b-day Lauraw.

  140. Link fubar’d, HS.

  141. Fucking FaceDouche.

    Try this:

  142. That’s so sweet, Hotspur! Happy Anniversary!

  143. YOU SAY IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY WE’RE GONNA HAVE A GOOD TIME
    YOU SAY IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY, WE’RE SOCKIN IT TO YA

  144. Happy Anniversary, ‘Spurt!

  145. Happy Birthday, Laura!!

    I’m at the hair place otherwise I would link some pictures of dogs, a pond, birds, trees, flowers, a campfire, kittens and a bullwhip.

  146. Happy Anniversary Hotstuff

  147. I was really hoping more for a pic of Hotbride.

  148. Doing anything special for your birthday, Laura?
    http://is.gd/ItOwjR

  149. Happy Birthday, Laura.

    Car in, texting while driving a truck….wow. Makes us feel so safe on the road.

    BTW, how is your husband doing with his injuries from earlier?

  150. I was really hoping more for a pic of Hotbride.

    Hahahaha

    Here you go, Brad.

  151. H/S, thanks.

    I’ve got some better pics if you want ’em!

  152. ^That was a joke, yo!^

  153. Way to kill it, Brad.

  154. Happy birthday, lauraw!

  155. >> Andy made mention of doing just that yesterday.

    Yup. That’s my weekend project.

  156. Sorry, ‘spur.

    I’m just in a violent mood.

  157. Bewbs are available.

  158. Looks like the BBF has sprung forth!

  159. Happy bd lw & happy ani to the spurs. On a sad note, I’m a leavin Hawaii today and headed back to west tx.

    Top ten similarities between hi & wt:

    10) they both have palm trees

    9) pineapple plants look a bit like cactus

    8) loose chickens in the streets.

    7) sand. A shitload of sand.

    6) lots of brown people

    5) wind. A shitloadof wind.

    4) chickens no longer running loose taste fabulous straight offthe grill

    3) casual dress is damned near a requirement.

    2) they’re both a part of the USA

    1) I was stretching on the last couple…..I got nuthin.

  160. Happy birthday Laura! Miss you!


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