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Wednesday, May 31, 2006

More of Too Cute for Words






Too Cute for Words!






Tuesday, May 30, 2006

ICK! ICK! ICK!


I decided to sweep the back deck today, or a part of it, at least, and I wanted to put the umbrella back into the glass-topped table. Mr. kenju took it out last week when we had a threat of thunderstorms with hail and 58 mile per hour winds; he laid it on the deck, wedged in between the posts and the table.

Picking it up off the deck, I decided I had better lean it up against the house and clean the table first. Something fell out of the umbrella, and I saw a few ants. I shook the umbrella post on the deck and out fell hundreds of huge black ants and at least 1,000 eggs. Gross was not a strong enough word for it! I quickly put the umbrella out in the grass below the deck, intending to wash it later today when it is not so blessed hot. Then I had to sweep all the ants and their eggs off the deck. The eggs cooperated, but the ants kept climbing back onto the deck looking for their babies. I almost felt something akin to sympathy for the little mothers, but then common sense took over and I set about sweeping them furiously and with a vengance! Have you had a bug encounter lately?
P.S. This is not my photo. As usual, I got it off the web.

Monday, May 29, 2006

Memorial Day


Mr. kenju and I just had a typically American meal for Memorial Day:

Hotdogs on the grill, with chili, saurkraut, mustard, coleslaw and onions; potato salad, baked beans and toasted buns!

I am stuffed to the gills and I know that later I will heavily regret eating raw onions. They do not like me at all! Ordinarily we would have a deck and pool full of friends and family today, but all three children are off to their own devices, as are the grandchildren. That doesn't bother me, since I am still bagged from the weekend wedding work.

Have you had a celebration or special meal today? What was it?


Sunday, May 28, 2006

Bad Grammar Continues.....

I forgot to mention that on the long gravel road up to the wedding site this weekend, someone had posted a sign along the way saying:


"Drive Slow"


Written under that in magic marker were two words I loved:


"use adverbs"



You should know that at least two of the people who live on that road are college professors. I was appalled at the sign and very happy at the graffiti!

The Wedding


I was only able to get two photos, due to time constraints and logistics. Once again, it was 88-90 degrees, and after exiting the car air conditioning, I was a limp dish rag, both inside and out, within minutes.

I would have liked to show you photos of the cake and the bouquets, but I could not get back to the house because too many quests were arriving early and blocking my way. The alternative was to walk uphill at a 45* angle on a gravel road for about 50 yards, and I was not up to it at that point.

The cake was supposed to be a copy of a Martha concoction; colored the palest of celery green, with pink hydrangea blossoms (which in the original were made of icing). The bride wanted fresh blooms, so we settled on pink double bouvardia for it.

The baker had not used the correct coloring, so the cake turned out to be a bright mint green. I would have been unhappy about that had I been the one to order it. By the time I put the candy pink flowers on it, the cake looked like a refugee from the preppy era. I just know people were looking for the Rene Lacoste logo on it! Alligator-flavored cake, anyone?
The whole time I was adding the flowers, the cake was sweating (and so was I). The icing was getting so soft in the heat that I was afraid the flowers would slide down the sides. I mentioned it to the bride's mother; I don't want to be blamed if that happens!

If you noticed the decidedly downward slant to the buffet tables, your eyes are not deceiving you. That is one of the downsides to setting up a party outdoors. They could have used bricks to level it - but didn't. There are a lot more flowers in that buffet centerpiece than show up in the photo. The deep pink and purplish ones seem to fade into the background. And I have no idea why the balloons were there. I think they were to be placed on the children's table later.

I am truly glad that one is finished!
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Saturday, May 27, 2006

Rehearsal Dinner Flowers


One down and one to go. These are examples from the rehearsal dinner yesterday and I deliver the wedding flowers this afternoon.

The bride had requested that I do the flowers in wooden buckets, but I couldn't find any, so I used metal, and painted them copper to match my tall copper buffet centerpiece. I think it used to be an old milk can, but it has lost its top (which is great for me). There were eight tables and two buffet arrangements. You should see this place. It is on the top of a hill in the county southwest of Chapel Hill and Carrboro. The people who live on the property have owned it for thirty years, and their landscaping and gardening reflects a love for nature and plants. They volunteered to host the rehearsal dinner and wedding for the bride's mother. The lighting under the tent is tricky; I had to lighten it up quite a bit so you could see the flowers and that makes the grass (what there is of it) look almost yellow. Well, I don't know what happened to the second photo. It was here when I started writing and then it disappeared. I will add it next.
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Thursday, May 25, 2006

Ephemera ~ Sheet Music


This sheet music was published in 1925 and the original owner dated it August 29th, 1925. The cover includes a WV State Flag and a depiction of the State flower, which is rhododendron.

Here are the words of the chorus:

" West Virginia's scenic grandeur
Is a boon to every eye;
For her mountains, tall, commanding,
Shoulder out the very sky.

Peaceful vales and virgin forests
Rolling Hills and gorges grand;
Nature's wealth and beauty garnered
In my lovely native land.

Judged by all her varied beauties
West Virginia stands the test;
Many gems of God's creation
You will find upon her breast;

Endless change o'er all the region
Keeps the heart and eyes aglow;
You see nature's grace and glory,
Posed in everlasting show!"

It makes me homesick to read this. Some of the most beautiful scenery in the land can be seen in West Virginia. It is indeed - almost Heaven!

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Frustration Station


Yesterday I tried to load the software for the new printer-scanner-copier and for some reason, it got hung up. The instructions said it would take about 20 minutes, so I was surprised when it just limped along at an alarmingly slow rate. I know very little about computers and I was at a loss for what to do, so I just let it alone and went about my business, checking it every now and then. I was amazingly patient with it - stupidly so as it turned out.


I had started the software at about 2pm, by 10:30 pm it still had not finished. I went to bed. At 1:30 I woke up and decided to see what was happening. Nothing. I got so frustrated that I removed the software CD and almost threw it across the room! I checked the programs list, and none of the software had actually downloaded. The suggestion in the troubleshooting section of the booklet said to restart the computer and try again. So, at 2:00 a.m., I started the process all over again, rather skeptical of the outcome. To my surprise, it started and proceeded as it should have the first time, and within 20 minutes, I was printing and scanning like a pro.

There may be none of you as dumb as I was about that process, but perhaps my experience can be a lesson to you if you are as clueless as I. Don't wait 12 hours!




Did You Ever Think This?

As usual, click to enlarge. Guess who's back in the scanning business? Yesterday I broke down and bought an all-in-one. I am heading into 4 very busy days, however, so I may not have time to use it.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Quote of the Week


"If you would tell me the heart of a man, tell me not what he reads but what he rereads." by Francois Mauriac, quoted in Light from Heaven by Jan Karon

Monday, May 22, 2006

Greener Pastures


Those greener pastures I mentioned in yesterday's post are just down the road a bit. The 3 men who developed our neighborhood 35 years ago lived here for a while; probably 10-12 years. I was told they got bored with the area and tired of hearing complaints and people asking for road repairs and streetlight replacements, so they moved on.

They owned land, lots of land, not far from here. They cleared part of it, built three mansions, several pools, a 9-hole golf course and a caretaker's home and moved in to this compound, which is so private it cannot be seen from the road. In fact, if you didn't know it was there, you'd never figure it out. The caretaker's home is a lovely, small (by comparison) white, clapboard cottage with grass that is so green you'd almost swear it isn't real. I don't think they have sheep, like in the pic above, but it is similar, with low, rolling hills.

The only clue that there may be more to the property is the large gate to the left rear of the white house, and the 4 huge rolling garbage cans that go out by the street every week. If you saw those 4 cans, and didn't know how many people live there, you'd think they had thrown one heck of a party!

Note: the photo above is one I found on the web - it is not my neighborhood.

Picnic!


Every May, our neighborhood group has a barbecue dinner and gathering of families. We all bring dessert and drinks and chairs, and congregate in a common area by the tennis and basketball courts. When we first moved here 24 years ago, it was owned and maintained by the builders of the subdivision (who still lived here then). After the builders moved on to greener pastures (literally....greener pastures*), the common area was bought by the people who lived next to it, and they are kind enough to let us use it whenever we want.

We have 71 homes here, and potentially these picnics could draw as many as 200-225 people, if all the adults and children attended. Yesterday, we had about 40-50 show up. The weather was glorious; one of those bright and sunny, blue sky days that NC is famous for. There was just enough breeze to make it pleasant, and 81 degrees.

The food is always ordered from Ellis Barbecue of Wilson, NC. You can read about NC barbecue here:

http://www.visitnc.com/experience/no3_nc_food/food_xp_nceats_bbq.asp

They bring pulled pork barbecue, fried chicken, Brunswick stew, cole slaw, boiled potatoes, hush puppies, corn sticks, and all the sweet iced tea you can drink. It is truly a feast for the eyes as well as the body. As soon as the buffet line is set, people start lining up. Once the aroma of all that food permeates the surroundings, you would be hard pressed to resist its lure!

Since I worked long and hard for the last three days, I didn't have time to prepare a desert, so after church I went to the Fresh Market to buy something.


http://www.thefreshmarket.com/


They have excellent cookies and pastries, so I knew whatever I brought would be a hit. You would have a hard time telling that they weren't homemade. After I ate, I made a bee-line for the cookies, and had one. About 20 minutes later, I went back for another and guess what? They were ALL gone! I was so disappointed; I guess I'll go back to the store today and buy another package.....LOL.
*Note: I will write about the greener pastures later. I have no idea why there is a color change in the blog post. It shows up on the draft as all one color.

Sunday, May 21, 2006

When Did this Become Acceptable?


When did it become acceptable for speakers of the English language to say "People that" instead of "People who?" I don't remember the rule, but I know that when you are referring to a person or people you should say who and when you are referring to a thing, an inanimate object, you say that. It has become so ingrained in our speech patterns that even I, abhoring it as I do, am guilty of saying it in spite of myself. It is the same with the word "like". When it first began to be used incorrectly, it was youngsters and teens who said it wrong and now it has pervaded into adult speech patterns. Another word that bothers me is "awesome". Some people cannot speak more than one sentence without using it multiple times. Buy yourselves a dictionary people! Expand your vocabulary!

Speaking of dictionaries, the one I keep by my computer is a hard-back issue of Webster's New Collegiate Dictionary, which I received in 1960, when I was a member of The Diamond Department Store College Board. I think I will have to buy a new one, since mr. kenju used a word today that is not in my old dictionary. The word is bloviate. Miriam-Webster online defines it thus: to speak or write in a verbose or windy manner.

Ha! Do you think he was trying to tell me something!?

Friday, May 19, 2006

Saturday Six

1. My computer has a mind of its own! My favorites list, which includes all the blogs I visit daily, has decided to alphabetize itself. I don't mind that at all; in fact, I prefer it, but I'm thrown for a loop when I see that the computer has made changes to itself without asking me if I care. Seems I never know what the page will look like when I log on....LOL.

2. I have been meaning to start a blogroll; Naomi at Here in the Hills gave me detailed instructions back in February, but I got the flu soon after and the list went onto the back burner. Since then, wedding season has come into full swing, and there has not been enough uninterrupted time to try and figure it all out.


3. My new van is still great! The Sirius radio still perks along everyday. I wish I knew how much longer there was on the subscription. I surely will miss it terribly when it expires. One channel plays strictly blues and old-fashioned rhythm and blues, on which I grew up. I love it!


4. My boss and I have three weddings this weekend. All of them start at about the same time, which makes delivery and set-up tricky, to say the least. I will have to deliver at least one of them by myself, and it makes me proud that he trusts me to do that on my own. Of course, I have been doing and delivering wedding flowers for 24 years in my business, Tickle Your Fancy, so I have plenty of experience.

5. Nothing tastes better than an icy cold beer on a hot night when you are tired. I have had some of those frosty mugs - you know the kind you freeze upside down - for several years and one by one they are all going bad. I should have replaced them little by little, but I haven't, and now I can't find them anywhere. I wonder why they were found nearly everywhere until this year?

6. Some people in my neighborhood have become concerned about some of the yards; people are not always as diligent as they once were in picking up fallen limbs and branches. They have mounted a campaign to get people to clean up their yards and put the debris out by the street, and they will hire someone to pick up the trash and haul it to the dump. We are fortunate to live in an area with many trees, but with that perk comes branches down and fallen leaves. In a neighborhood of 71-2 houses, maybe 40 of them have at least started their trash collections, and the rest have done nothing. I suppose you cannot force people to clean up their yards, but when it is a group effort, one would think that people would have all the incentive they need to comply.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Breaking News......

I just found this story about a home, belonging to Frank Pritt which will top all sales records if it is sold for the asking price.

Can you believe I went to high school with this guy? I have a photo of me taken with him at the last reunion, but since my scanner is broken - I can't show you! Darn!

Go read about it!

http://today.reuters.com/news/newsArticle.aspx?type=oddlyEnoughNews&storyID=2006-05-17T141805Z_01_N16134326_RTRUKOC_0_US-LIFE-HOME.xml&archived=False

So............


Speaking of scanners, I have been looking at what's available these days. Mostly it is "all-in-ones", machines that combine the functions of fax, scanner and printer. I wonder if they are really good at all three jobs?

Back in the 60's, I had a roommate who owned a huge console TV, stereo and radio. It was as large as a sideboard. When the TV went bad, and the whole unit had to be taken to the repair shop, we had to do without any media for about 30 days - which - when you are 20-something, is a fate worse than death! The only radio we had was in her car. Ever since then, I have been leery of machines or media which are combined into multiple-function units.

As of now, I have both a fax and a printer, both of which are working well. Should I trash them for an all-in-one? What do you think? Would you considering buying one if you were in my shoes?

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Odd Thoughts


You know those dogs who assist people who are confined to wheelchairs and partially paralyzed? Who cleans up after the dogs when they poop? Who helps them get their exercise? Who sees to it that they are fed?

Why does odd stuff like that pop into my head now and then?
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I have come to another dry spell, people, and I have no clue what I can write about. Do you know how it feels to click into your draft files and find them empty? I have tried over the past year to have something staged up for a new post; things I get in email and odd thoughts like the one above. My well is dry and it appears we are headed for a drought of epic proportions. When I had a working scanner, a new post was just a scan away: some sheet music, a fan or other memorabilia. Now that the scanner is kaput, I am at a loss.

Are you planning to see the Da Vinci Code movie? I read the book, and in spite of the poor writing (according to some of you) I enjoyed the story. I am looking forward to the movie and I just wish that the people who are so dead-set against it would realize it is only a novel - a work of fiction - and cut out all the righteous indignation!

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Picture this: an older guy seated at the breakfast table with his missus.

He says: "Ok! Ok! I'm just an old curmudgeon!"

The wife says: "You were a curmudgeon long before you were old. "

I am going back to word verification for a while. The process of comment moderation has gotten to be cumbersome and it takes time. I have been getting a lot of comment spam lately, so perhaps this will ward it off.

Sorry to inconvenience anyone. I hate typing in those nonsense words, but sometimes it is the better choice.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006


Are you tired of all those sissy-ass "friendship"
poems that always sound good, but never actually
come close to reality? Well, here is a series of
promises that really speaks to true friendship:

1. When you are sad - I will help you get drunk and
plot revenge against the sorry son of a bitch who
made you sad.

2. When you are blue, I will try to dislodge what
is choking you.

3. When you smile - I will know you finally got laid.

4. When you are scared - I will rag on you about it
every chance I get.

5. When you are worried - I will tell you horrible
stories about how much worse it could be and to quit
whining.

6. When you are confused - I will use little words.

7. When you are sick - Stay the hell away from me
until you are well again. I don't want whatever the
hell you have.

8. When you fall - I will point and laugh at your
clumsy ass.

This is my oath...I pledge it till the end.
"Why?" you may ask, because you are my friend.


Remember: A good friend will help you move. A
really good friend will help you move a body. Let me know if I should bring a shovel.

Monday, May 15, 2006

There's a Trend Afoot......


On Sunday, Mr. kenju and I went to Zyng Asian Grill for dinner. We had meant to go to a seafood restaurant, but as I drove into the parking lot, we noticed about 200 people milling about outside the door, in addition to the probable 100 more in the lobby. I hightailed it out of there pretty fast. Mr. kenju does not cotton to waiting in line for food, no matter how good it is. We decided we could go there sometime when it is not a holiday (although everytime I have been to that place, it has been crowded, and it seats about 300 people at a time!).

Zyng, just down the road at Brier Creek, had very few people, so we got seated immediately and served quickly. I had ginger chicken, which was excellent, steamed veggies which were flavorful and tender (but not overdone) and sticky rice. I call it that because I am able to eat it with chopsticks since it sticks together.

Today, I had scheduled a hot oil ginger massage. See the trend? I now smell like hot gingerale (or maybe hot ginger chicken....lol!) My kids gave me a gift card for a local spa for a massage and facial, and I split them up on different days, so as to prolong the pleasure. I had not had the hot oil massage before, but I will add it to my must do list at least once a year. The hot oil smells wonderful, feels great on your skin and makes it look twenty years younger! Too bad that attribute won't last longer than the next shower. Woe is me!

Sunday, May 14, 2006


On Saturday night I was flipping channels on TV and up popped Val Kilmer in "Top Secret". How did I miss this when it came out in 1984? It was almost over, but since I have always thought Kilmer was easy on the eyes, I stuck around until the end. If you can get past his icky hair style, this one is worth killing a few hours on a Saturday night when you have nothing else pending.

Did you know that Kilmer can sing? I sure didn't. He plays an Elvis-type rock and roll singer turned international espionage agent. There are spoofs galore, of Blue Lagoon and other movies of that era.

Read about it here: http://www.fastrewind.com/
You'll have to scroll down the menu for the listing.

On another note: do you believe that in just 2 short weeks we will be at the half-way mark for 2006? Where has the time gone?






Saturday, May 13, 2006


Dinner & Movie


After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said, "I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you."


The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my mother, who had been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my 3 children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. "What's wrong, are you well?" She asked. My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. "I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you," I responded. Just the two of us." She thought about it for a moment, and then said, "I would like that very much."


That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an Angel's. "I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting."


We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. "It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said; " Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor," I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation-- nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you." I agreed.


"How was your dinner date?" Asked my wife when I got home. "Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined," I answered. A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place where mother and I had dined. An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless I paid for two plates -- one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. "I love you, son."


At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: "I love you," and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till "some other time."

Somebody said it takes about 6 weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby . . . Somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, "normal" is history. Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct . . Somebody never took a 3-year-old shopping.
Somebody said being a mother is boring . . Somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.
Somebody said good mothers never raise their voices . . Somebody never came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf ball through the neighbor's kitchen window.
Somebody said you don't need an education to be a mother . Somebody never helped a 4th grader with his math.
Somebody said you can't love the 5th child as much as you love the first . Somebody doesn't have 5 children.
Somebody said a mother can find all the answers to her child-rearing questions in the books . . Somebody never had a child stuff beans up his nose or in his ears.
Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery. Somebody never watched her "baby" get on the bus for the 1st day of kindergarten . Or on a plane headed for military boot camp.
Somebody said a mother can do her job with her eyes closed and one hand tied behind her back . . . Somebody never organized 7 giggling Brownies to sell cookies.
Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married. . . Somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son- or daughter-in-law to a mother's heartstrings.
Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last child leaves home . Somebody never had grandchildren.
Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell her . . Somebody isn't a mother.

I received this in email in February. Part of it has been posted before - but I thought we all might need a reminder.

Hurrah ~ The Cat Came Down!

I don't know the details, but the cat came down about 5:oo pm yesterday, as reported by the kid who lives next door. Once he learned how to come down, he waited until there was almost no one around and did it all by himself. We still don't know where he belongs. Thanks for all your concern!

ALL WOMEN - GO HERE - READ THIS

http://www.rosie.com/2006/05/12/frannie/

Friday, May 12, 2006

A Blogger's First Book


Fred First, a blogger who writes


http://fragmentsfromfloyd.com/

has just had a book published. It is titled:


"Slow Road Home - A Blue Ridge Book of Days"

I received my copy recently and have been slowly reading it, so as to prolong the pleasure. I think this book will be one I read again and again.


If you treasure language written in smooth, rolling cadence; if you value poetic phrases that make you think about something in a way you never have before, then please go to his web-site, read about the book, and order one for yourself.

NOTE: I am going to update the cat up a tree post shortly.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Cat Up a Tree!

Update: the cat is still there, but he was coaxed to come down a little (about 15-20 feet) by the owner of the tree. He went up a ladder and talked to the cat, and the cat came down to a point about 20 feet from the ground, but then something scared him and he went back up the tree a way. I am hoping that now he realizes how to come down; maybe he will do it tonight when there is no one around. The owner of the property is very private and would not draw attention to himself by calling a TV station.

There is a poor Persian cat stuck up a tree in my neighbor's yard. He has been there for three days now, and refuses to budge. We don't know who he belongs to, but he is so pretty and well-cared for that we know he is not a stray. It appears that neighborhood dogs chased him up there, and he is sitting on the crotch of three branches about 45-50 feet up!

About 4 pm , I grabbed the camera to go out and photograph him before the storm hit. The weathermen had forecast a big storm, and it was getting darker. Just as I was headed outside, the heavens opened up and rain poured down in sheets. We all decided that a bad storm would drive him down the tree at last - but no such luck. He is still sitting there, looking a little bit like a drowned rat. I tried to take photos of him, but either my camera is not good enough or I didn't have it on the right setting.

We have called the fire department, a veterinarian, the SPCA, and pet rescue agencies. None of them will do anything. Do any of you have any good ideas for coaxing him out of the tree?


Note: I found this image on Google, but it looks so much like the cat in our tree it is eerie! P.S. We have already tried tuna and it didn't work.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

A Good Philosophy



If a dog was the teacher , you would learn stuff like:



When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.

Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.

When it's in your best interest, practice obedience.

Let others know when they've invaded your territory.

Take naps.

Stretch before rising.

Run, romp, and play daily.

Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.

When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

No matter how often you're scolded, don't buy into the guilt thing and pout..! run right back and make friends.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough.

Be loyal.

Never pretend to be something you're not.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.

Mt. St Helen's ~ About to Blow?

I got this photo yesterday from the Astronomy Site of the Day.


This is a rock which is being pushed up atop Mt. St. Helen's, and it grows about a meter a day. Scary!

What a monolith. Enjoy reading about it.
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http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap060509.html

Another Disney Topiary

I forgot to show you this one before. I was blown away by this panda topiary. Believe it or not, it is all live material. The white part is some sort of succulent. I don't know what the black part is; there was no one around I could ask. It is too bad I couldn't get a better shot of it. Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

While I was at Lunch Today....

my statcounter turned to 40,000. I am amazed. I started the counter on June 3, 2005, at midnight. Thanks to all of you who stop in regularly.

Monday, May 08, 2006

On Sunday


On Sunday, after church, we went to a local Wendy's for lunch, with my son and one of his daughters. After we got seated and began to eat, I watched 3 young boys (about 12-13) who had come in with in-line skates on, but took them off and placed them under some tables.

Two of the boys went up to the counter to order food. They sat at a separate tables, but close to each other. I ate my meal, and surreptitiously watched them. One of the boys gave the foodless one the tomato off his hamburger and a few fries. Then the other boy gave that one the lettuce from his sandwich. He ate very quickly, and sat patiently, as though waiting.

Finally, the first boy gave one half of his burger to the kid with no food. He ate quickly, almost inhaling the sandwich. Then the second boy gave half of his food to him. He ate it all, quietly, not saying a word that I could hear or see. Just when I thought they were leaving, the first boy bought another hamburger, and split it with the other kid.

That scene has stayed with me for 2 days. I was so impressed with the kids who gave up their food to the other one, who obviously could not afford to buy anything. But what I now wish, is that I had bought a meal and given it to him. Why did that not occur to me until well after we had left the restaurant?

What would you have done?

The First.....

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Saturday, May 06, 2006

Getting Older

A very elderly gentleman, (mid nineties) very well dressed, hair well groomed, great looking suit, flower in his lapel smelling slightly of a good after shave, presenting a well looked-after image, walks into an upscale cocktail lounge. Seated at the bar is an elderly looking lady, mid eighties). The gentleman walks over, sits alongside of her, orders a drink, takes a sip, turns to her and says, "So tell me, do I come here often?"


An elderly gentleman had serious hearing problems for a number of years. He went to the doctor and the doctor was able to have him fitted for a set of hearing aids that allowed the gentleman to hear 100%. The elderly gentleman went back in a month to the doctor and the doctor said, "Your hearing is perfect. Your family must be really pleased that you can hear again." The gentleman replied, "Oh, I haven't told my family yet. I just sit around and listen to the conversations. I've changed my will three times!"


Two elderly gentlemen from a retirement center were sitting on a bench under a tree when one turns to the other and says: "Slim, I'm 83 years old now and I'm just full of aches and pains. I know you're about my age. How do you feel?" Slim says, "I feel just like a new-born baby." Really!? Like a new-born baby!?" Yep. No hair, no teeth, and I think I just wet my pants.



An elderly couple had dinner at another couple's house, and after eating, the wives left the table and went into the kitchen. The two gentlemen were talking, and one said, "Last night we went out to a new restaurant and it was really great. I would recommend it very highly. The other man said, "What is the name of the restaurant?" The first man thought and thought and finally said, "What is the name of that flower you give to someone you love? You know... the one that's red and has thorns."Do you mean a rose?" Yes, that's the one," replied the man. He then turned towards the kitchen and yelled, "Rose, what's the name of that restaurant we went to last night?



Hospital regulations require a wheelchair for patients being discharged. However, while working as a student nurse, I found one elderly gentleman--already dressed and sitting on the bed with a suitcase at his feet--who insisted he didn't need my help to leave the hospital. After a chat about rules being rules, he reluctantly let me wheel him to the elevator. On the way down I asked him if his wife was meeting him. I don't know," he said. "She's still upstairs in the bathroom changing out of her hospital gown."

Friday, May 05, 2006

Poem

He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make.
I didn't perk the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.
I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked the shit out of him...
Like his MOMMA used to do.

Quote

You can turn painful situations around through laughter. If you can find humor in anything, even poverty, you can survive it.
--Bill Cosby--

Thursday, May 04, 2006

The Search for Dilbert


A magazine recently ran a "Dilbert Quotes" contest. They were looking for people to submit quotes from their real-life Dilbert-type managers. These were voted the top ten quotes for in corporate America, circa 2004:

1. "As of tomorrow, employees will only be able to access the building using individual security cards. Pictures will be taken next Wednesday, and employees will receive their cards in two weeks." (This was the winning quote from Fred Dales, Microsoft Corp. in Redmond WA)

2. "What I need is an exact list of specific unknown problems we might encounter." (Lykes Lines Shipping)

3. "E-mail is not to be used to pass on information or data. It should be used only for company business." (Accounting manager, Electric Boat Company)


4. "This project is so important we can't let things that are more important interfere with it." (Advertising/Marketing manager, United Parcel Service)


5. "Doing it right is no excuse for not meeting the schedule." (Plant Manager, Delco Corporation)

6. "No one will believe you solved this problem in one day! We've been working on it for months. Now go act busy for a few weeks and I'll let you know when it's time to tell them." (R&D supervisor, Minnesota Mining and Manufacturing/3M Corp.)


7. Quote from the Boss: "Teamwork is a lot of people doing what I say. (Marketing executive, Citrix Corporation)


8. My sister passed away and her funeral was scheduled for Monday. When I told my Boss, he said she died on purpose so that I would have to miss work on the busiest day of the year. He then asked if we could change her burial to Friday. He said, "That would be better for me." (Shipping executive, FTD Florists)


9. "We know that communication is a problem, but the company is not going to discuss it with the employees." (Switching supervisor, AT&T Long Lines Division)

What's your favorite?

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Guest Bath ~ Painted Toleware

This bathroom was wallpapered in this color scheme because we had to work with the avocado countertop. I didn't discover until after the fact that it was the perfect foil for my aunt's hand-painted Toleware collection. She took a class in Tole and furniture painting in the 50's and turned into a veritable Grandma Moses (only not on canvas).

The small black medicine cabinet belonged to my mother. On the top, it holds an oil lamp and a cannister. On the lower shelf, it holds very old medicine bottles/tins, such as hair pomade, Mexana Powder, Carter's Liver Pills, an original tin of Johnson and Johnson Dental Tape, and a salve I can't remember the name of right now. I am too lazy to walk downstairs to read it...LOL.
The small tray on the wall under the cabinet has a red bird painted on it, with green and gold scroll work.

The second photo shows a large "gallery" tray, which is painted with a floral motif and lots of gold leaf. It is too bad that I captured such a bad reflection, as it is a thing of beauty! The mirror frame was bought by my mom in the 50's, along with another identical one. She cleaned and refinished the frames and added the mirrors. They cost a mere fraction of what they would have cost had they been new reproductions.

The larger of the two small black pieces hanging on the wall are for combs & brushes and I have used the other one for an old brass razor which belonged to my dad. I will show detail of the tray on the countertop in the post below.

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Toleware Close-ups

This tray is the one from the last set of photos with the bad reflection. Here you can see a bit more of the detail. The blue morning glories are luminous, as the paint was mixed with gold leaf. I will never use this tray to carry drinks because I am afraid it would mar the paint design.


The next tray is for apples, and is not flat, but curved upward at the sides. My aunt painted this one in 1956. About 5 years ago, I found a smaller version (4") of the same tray, with the same design, which was signed by a woman named Edna in 1962. I use it as a jewelry/ring holder in this bathroom.

The third photo is a document box, which I sometimes use to stack hand towels inside. See how well it blends with the wallpaper? I may leave this room decorated as it is until they carry me out on a stretcher (or in a straight-jacket). It would be too hard to come up with another color scheme. I forgot to photograph the rug, but you will see that as soon as I get around to photographing my frog collection.


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Tray detail

This is the tray that sits on the counter holding an antique cut-glass powder holder and a lotion dispenser. It is about 14" long and 7-8" wide.

This is a small sampling of what my aunt painted during her "career". She also painted wooden chairs, and had a set of six antique Hitchcock dining room chairs that were gorgeous. She let them go in a garage sale at a time in her life when she was hell-bent to downsize her belongings. I grieved for months. Had I known she was going to sell them, I would have made an offer. I do have 3 chairs that she painted, and I may show them someday.
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Investment Tips

Sent to my email by Hope, who doesn't have a blog, but should!




Investment tips for 2006...for all of you with any money left, be aware of the next expected mergers so that you can get in on the ground floor and make some BIG bucks. Watch for these consolidations in 2006.

1.) Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W.R.Grace Co. will merge and become: Hale, Mary, Fuller, Grace.

2.) Polygram Records, Warner Bros., and Zesta Crackers join forces and become: Poly, Warner Cracker.

3.) 3M will merge with Goodyear and and become: MMMGood.

4. Zippo Manufacturing, Audi Motors, Dofasco, and Dakota Mining will merge and become: ZipAudiDoDa.

5. FedEx is expected to join its major competitor, UPS, and become: FedUP.

6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become: Fairwell Honeychild.

7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become: Poupon Pants.

8. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become: Knott NOW! And finally...

9. Victoria's Secret and Smith & Wesson will merge under the new name: TittyTitty BangBang

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Memoirs of a Geisha


I watched this movie last night and my overall impression was a good one, but the film is dark and shadowy (the coloration - not the subject matter). A lot of it takes place at night or indoors, and it was sometimes hard to see on my smallish TV. This is another one that I am sure is better viewed on the large screen.

I read the book when it first came out and I remember thinking that I couldn't wait to know what happened, but I didn't want it to end. I loved the book. They did a good job of translating it to the screen, but I wish they had shown something from the beginning chapters, which tell of the hardships the girls endured before they were taken to the big city.

The actors and actresses were all gorgeous to look at and very good at their craft, the costuming was superb, the music (John Williams) was wonderful, as his usually is. There is a nice balance of mystery, intrigue, jealousy and humanity in the movie. I recommend it.
Terri, from Island Writer, has also done a review of it in her post today. See it at http://www.islandwriter.net/

I've been cleaning my guest bathroom today; not the fixtures, but windows, knick-knacks, lights, etc. I might take some photos of it and post later. It is an odd color scheme, chosen because of the avocado formica countertop, which we didn't want to change when we moved here. It's decorated with my aunt's hand-painted Toleware from the 50's and 60's. Some of you have already seen the barbershop sign from that room. If not, see it in my archives for 11-18-05.

Monday, May 01, 2006

Dead Scanner + Frozen Brain = No Post Ideas

Here I am again, without any ideas for a post. So I'll just ramble on for a bit and maybe something interesting will come to mind........LOL

Gasoline prices are surely putting the kibosh on the enjoyment of my new van! I found some for $2.87 today, which is about 8-9 cents less than most places around here. I am only driving where I have to go, though. I discovered that my new van has Sirius Satellite Radio. It is absolutely fabulous and I hope it lasts a long time! A car salesman told me that some car makers are offering that for a year as a perk with purchase. I sure hope that is the case with mine. My daughter didn't know anything about it. In case you are unfamiliar with Sirius, it is commercial-free radio which has many channels of different types of music, comedy, news, etc. I don't know how much it costs, but it is probably worth whatever they charge, and will be invaluable in rural areas.

Mr. kenju is out of town for a few days and I rented some movies I knew he wouldn't care to see. I watched Brokeback Mountain on Saturday, to see what all the hype was about. The scenery was fabulous and worthy of big-screen viewing instead of my 27" TV. I was sorry that I had not seen it in the theater. The story line bothered me a bit; not because it portrayed homosexuality, but because of what it did to their families. I kept thinking about the wives and the children, and how they were affected by the relationship of the two men. It seems a very selfish thing (to me) for men who have that genetic makeup to marry and have children. Perhaps I am not seeing it from all the angles.

Tonight I will watch Memoirs of a Geisha. I read the book about 3-4 years ago, and I don't remember much of the story. I heard that it is a "beautiful movie", so I am looking forward to it.

While playing Michele's comment game over the weekend, I read about a back and forth situation one woman experienced. She left a comment that was (I think) misunderstood, and the response from the other woman was fairly strong and didn't mince words. She thought she was being chastized. It is apparent that either the first blogger didn't really read the whole comment - or she didn't get the real meaning of it. I think it behooves us to fully read our comments and to be somewhat careful with our responses, in case we don't fully understand. What do you think about that?

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