I sit anxiously awaiting for the so-called Winter Warning to fly into this farm land area. I am approximately 54 miles (driving) S.W. of Memphis. If I were to draw a straight line from Marianna to Memphis it is more like 25 miles. We are accustomed to having a bought with ice every year in the form of freezing rain or sleet. We may get a flurry every now and then but not enough to make a 5 feet snowman with or nothing to write home about. Last year Sydney and I literally scrapped the ground to get our 18 inch snowman. His eyes were literally bigger than his head. I bought Sydney a snowman kit that included black wooden dowels for the eyes, mouth and buttons, a large orange carrot shaped dowel for the nose, scarf and hat that was all in a tin can. Just maybe one day we can have a good time with a monster snowman and the kit. For now it sits in a linen closet waiting for that day.
To see our weather I had posted links at the bottom of my page yesterday. One link is the Memphis River Walk looking at the Mississippi River. This picture is what you would see as you cross the bridge from Arkansas into Tennessee on the right side of the bridge.It would have been nice if the view was of the Pyramid to the left of the screen. The other is a local news station with live Doppler radar. I have these on my desk-top and have Incorporated them onto the site here. I hope you enjoy them. I enjoy going to look at other sites and seeing theirs.
I sat in the Jacuzzi last night after my shower around midnight. Brrrrrr my hair froze as I sat in 102 degree water drinking from my frosted mug of diet Coke, a hand towel and my robe layed on the table and chair within arms reach. It was a clear cold 17 degree night and I just looked up at the stars in awe. Looking for the Milky Way was difficult with all the steam resembling a volcano's ridge.
I am suppose to work tomorrow but we have a saying, "Subject to change."
We'll see what the night brings.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
California Onions
I went to the grocery store to get a few items I forgot yesterday. Onions, bread and eggs were the items on my list. I looked at the yellow onions in the mesh bag to find that all of them on the wooden stand were moldy. I passed the onions to look at the white ones on another stand, two were bad and I decided on 2 that were of good size and edible. I gathered the rest of my items and went to the check-out counter. Now I had noticed signs all over the produce mirros stating that because of the California freeze prices had gone up. But I thought onions were grown in Texas. Obviously not since I noticed they were $1.99 a pound when they were rung up. 2 onions were over $3.40+. I looked at the woman and said WHAT I told her no! I don't want them. I pointed to them and said gas will get me farther than these onions will. Gas here is now 1.95 gallon. She had to call the manager over to over-ride and delete them. The woman said, "the onions" are now molding because no one will buy them now. I said so I noticed. Better mark them down and take a little loss vs. no sale at all.
For now I will use onion powder, that was only .99cents a jar.
FYI I have 7 grapefruit left.
For now I will use onion powder, that was only .99cents a jar.
FYI I have 7 grapefruit left.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Practice Makes Perfect Idiots
Just when I thought I had the night off I was called to ask if I wanted an extra load for the week. ( See my profile for info on my work ) I being the crazy, idiot person that I am said I would if I could get the sitter to watch "The Man". She agreed after church to take him into her home once again to terrorize their cat and commit deafening sounds of laughter and play with her 3 children.
I was already exhausted and planned on a long nap followed by massive cleaning of the house that I started around the new year but never seemed to finish. I was cat napping with Sydney coming in and out of my room wanting one thing or another. He was watching Jim Carey in his version of Grinch. I do not care for the actor myself and could understand that Jim could not hold the interest of a child for an hour for my siesta. Just as the sandman sprinkled my eyes the phone rang. Boss man said I would have to take another truck instead of mine. He said mine would not start. Last week the relay switch was replaced as it did not want to start only days before. I asked him if he got the note about a tire I wrote up. He said that is how he found out #28 was out of commission.( I noticed a split in the side wall of my tire and that can be dangerous when your loads are consistently 50,000#.) My trailer was already hooked up and the paperwork inside #21.
I dropped Sydney off after I took an insanely long HOT shower.
It was cold last night and inside the truck appeared to be colder than the outside air. I stood outside the truck with the heater inside on high. Outside you ask? Do you want the Arctic air blowing on you? Not I. The first thing I noticed when I opened up the door was that under the clutch I could see the ground. Oh JOY!! This was going to be fun. This was the second time that I was going to drive a 13 speed, who was I to say I had never done it before? Me? oh no- I am the only girl working and I did not want to look weak to my counterparts. "Suck it up and lets go grind some gears", I say. I sat amazed at how the dash was so much different than my normal ride. I figured that so long I knew where the cruise was I was alright. hahahahahahahaha. The panel on the dash was all lit up except for the tachometer, the ONE AND ONLY thing that would help me to know when to shift. I was going on blind faith, I wanted to smoke a cigarette and went to roll down the window. HEL-----LO? Has anybody seen the handle to the window? Oh, it was air powered and the switch was somewhere on the right side of the panel that was NOT lit up with 243 other knobs, the items were all marked in 1/8 inch tall writing that no matter how long the word was it was only going to be 1/4 inch wide in description. I was beginning to think that I should have crawled on my hands and knees before the journey to familiarize myself better or pray.
I began to play with buttons, knobs and other doohickies that I could finger in the dark before I got to the interstate. Somewhere in the few miles I drove I figured I better check out the tach to see what it read, who knows I might even shift by now. By my figuring I should have changed gears at least 3 times before now. By now I really NEEDED a cigarette and was about to hit the shoulder of the road to explore my panel options when I found a light switch.......OH COOL A red cruising light. The right side of the dash was slightly illuminating objects protruding out everywhere. Humm let us see what this one does, grrrrrrrrrrr- nope that's the engine brake, and this one, nothing- but where is that cold air coming from?, oh yeah the floor. This one, blink blink blink ok another light to something outside on the trailer? And this one? wooooooooosh nope that's the engine cooling fan. By now I am asking," Oh Lord please don't let me hit the self destruct button that will make everything fall apart" before I even get to I-40. I must have looked like ET's mother ship coming in for a landing as I went down the narrow 2 lane road wooshing, grinding, and blinking all the colors of the rainbow. I forgot about that 2 way stop in the intersection coming up. No problemo, put it in neutral and start from point A all over again. Heavy sigh*** With a few jerks and grinds of "no thanks" from the fly wheel I was on my way to the interstate. After 7 miles to the interstate my toes were numb. I turned the heater all the way in the red zone and aimed the other switch to the stick figure pointing out the feet and legs. The digital red neon light that stood out like a lighthouse to the left of the dash read 30F.(Outside Temp) However, it neglected to read the wind chill factor on the floor. After an hour that it took to get to Memphis I was still chilled. I put the air on recycle instead of fresh, turned the blower all the way up to 4 and I immediately felt my toes thaw out and start to burn just above my ankle. Great, a microwave for my lower extremities. I never came to a happy medium with the heater all night. As I neared Nashville the temps went all the way to 9 degrees in the hills. Burn, thaw out, Burn, thaw out....
Now I belong to a night owl group but when you are exhausted the nearest tree to hold you up works fine. I was sitting in the enclosed warehouse, temp read 37 degrees.
I went to my full sized bed in the back. No sheets, no pillows, no problem. And this one has a built in alarm clock on the panel by the bed with it's own heater blower functions for me to fight with. Lets see, #4, Red Zone, alarm clock 1 1/2 hours. zzzzzzzzz. I woke to a knock on my door for me to position my back hopper over the grills. The front was graciously opened and emptied by the office plant manager. I felt soo much better. Now round two for another 35 minutes, the time needed to dump the estimated 38,000 lbs in the back. I woke to the alarm that startled me, catapulted into the front where the drink holder console on the floor stopped me dead in my tracks. There is a law somewhere I am sure that you never knock over a diet Coke for fear of years of bad luck. I heard if not felt a slight popping sound come from my body. Whatever it is it was going to hurt. I stood for a second or two to determine what was damaged. I felt fine, good nothings wrong. I sat in my leather seat and swiveled my body to get out.........OH WE HAVE A PROBLEM HOUSTON!!! yeow, pain, not good. I don't do pain well. I took my time and KNEW just what I had done. I pulled a groin muscle in my right crook of my thigh. Pain for diet Coke.....hum? It could have been worth it. Obviously my body was still asleep when I hurled my large frame 3 feet to the front.
I made it back to the yard and took the steps one at a time. This was not a trip I would like to take again. I went to my car, oh, ouch, pain. I laughed at myself at how I had to get in my own SUV. Make a mental note as some day you may need it........Get close to opened door, turn away from the door, bend injured groin leg at knee, set it on floor board, s l o w l y pivot to face door and slide your leg close to pedals as you sit down ( easier said than done ) Once you are in this position you are right as rain. How you get out is totally up to you as I found moans of pain emitting from my mouth on two attempts to get out. As I said before, grind a gear and lets go. Tonight a few motrin followed by a jacuzzi chaser is on the menu.
This wins the Truckers Choice Award. Click to enlarge
I was already exhausted and planned on a long nap followed by massive cleaning of the house that I started around the new year but never seemed to finish. I was cat napping with Sydney coming in and out of my room wanting one thing or another. He was watching Jim Carey in his version of Grinch. I do not care for the actor myself and could understand that Jim could not hold the interest of a child for an hour for my siesta. Just as the sandman sprinkled my eyes the phone rang. Boss man said I would have to take another truck instead of mine. He said mine would not start. Last week the relay switch was replaced as it did not want to start only days before. I asked him if he got the note about a tire I wrote up. He said that is how he found out #28 was out of commission.( I noticed a split in the side wall of my tire and that can be dangerous when your loads are consistently 50,000#.) My trailer was already hooked up and the paperwork inside #21.
I dropped Sydney off after I took an insanely long HOT shower.
It was cold last night and inside the truck appeared to be colder than the outside air. I stood outside the truck with the heater inside on high. Outside you ask? Do you want the Arctic air blowing on you? Not I. The first thing I noticed when I opened up the door was that under the clutch I could see the ground. Oh JOY!! This was going to be fun. This was the second time that I was going to drive a 13 speed, who was I to say I had never done it before? Me? oh no- I am the only girl working and I did not want to look weak to my counterparts. "Suck it up and lets go grind some gears", I say. I sat amazed at how the dash was so much different than my normal ride. I figured that so long I knew where the cruise was I was alright. hahahahahahahaha. The panel on the dash was all lit up except for the tachometer, the ONE AND ONLY thing that would help me to know when to shift. I was going on blind faith, I wanted to smoke a cigarette and went to roll down the window. HEL-----LO? Has anybody seen the handle to the window? Oh, it was air powered and the switch was somewhere on the right side of the panel that was NOT lit up with 243 other knobs, the items were all marked in 1/8 inch tall writing that no matter how long the word was it was only going to be 1/4 inch wide in description. I was beginning to think that I should have crawled on my hands and knees before the journey to familiarize myself better or pray.
I began to play with buttons, knobs and other doohickies that I could finger in the dark before I got to the interstate. Somewhere in the few miles I drove I figured I better check out the tach to see what it read, who knows I might even shift by now. By my figuring I should have changed gears at least 3 times before now. By now I really NEEDED a cigarette and was about to hit the shoulder of the road to explore my panel options when I found a light switch.......OH COOL A red cruising light. The right side of the dash was slightly illuminating objects protruding out everywhere. Humm let us see what this one does, grrrrrrrrrrr- nope that's the engine brake, and this one, nothing- but where is that cold air coming from?, oh yeah the floor. This one, blink blink blink ok another light to something outside on the trailer? And this one? wooooooooosh nope that's the engine cooling fan. By now I am asking," Oh Lord please don't let me hit the self destruct button that will make everything fall apart" before I even get to I-40. I must have looked like ET's mother ship coming in for a landing as I went down the narrow 2 lane road wooshing, grinding, and blinking all the colors of the rainbow. I forgot about that 2 way stop in the intersection coming up. No problemo, put it in neutral and start from point A all over again. Heavy sigh*** With a few jerks and grinds of "no thanks" from the fly wheel I was on my way to the interstate. After 7 miles to the interstate my toes were numb. I turned the heater all the way in the red zone and aimed the other switch to the stick figure pointing out the feet and legs. The digital red neon light that stood out like a lighthouse to the left of the dash read 30F.(Outside Temp) However, it neglected to read the wind chill factor on the floor. After an hour that it took to get to Memphis I was still chilled. I put the air on recycle instead of fresh, turned the blower all the way up to 4 and I immediately felt my toes thaw out and start to burn just above my ankle. Great, a microwave for my lower extremities. I never came to a happy medium with the heater all night. As I neared Nashville the temps went all the way to 9 degrees in the hills. Burn, thaw out, Burn, thaw out....
Now I belong to a night owl group but when you are exhausted the nearest tree to hold you up works fine. I was sitting in the enclosed warehouse, temp read 37 degrees.
I went to my full sized bed in the back. No sheets, no pillows, no problem. And this one has a built in alarm clock on the panel by the bed with it's own heater blower functions for me to fight with. Lets see, #4, Red Zone, alarm clock 1 1/2 hours. zzzzzzzzz. I woke to a knock on my door for me to position my back hopper over the grills. The front was graciously opened and emptied by the office plant manager. I felt soo much better. Now round two for another 35 minutes, the time needed to dump the estimated 38,000 lbs in the back. I woke to the alarm that startled me, catapulted into the front where the drink holder console on the floor stopped me dead in my tracks. There is a law somewhere I am sure that you never knock over a diet Coke for fear of years of bad luck. I heard if not felt a slight popping sound come from my body. Whatever it is it was going to hurt. I stood for a second or two to determine what was damaged. I felt fine, good nothings wrong. I sat in my leather seat and swiveled my body to get out.........OH WE HAVE A PROBLEM HOUSTON!!! yeow, pain, not good. I don't do pain well. I took my time and KNEW just what I had done. I pulled a groin muscle in my right crook of my thigh. Pain for diet Coke.....hum? It could have been worth it. Obviously my body was still asleep when I hurled my large frame 3 feet to the front.
I made it back to the yard and took the steps one at a time. This was not a trip I would like to take again. I went to my car, oh, ouch, pain. I laughed at myself at how I had to get in my own SUV. Make a mental note as some day you may need it........Get close to opened door, turn away from the door, bend injured groin leg at knee, set it on floor board, s l o w l y pivot to face door and slide your leg close to pedals as you sit down ( easier said than done ) Once you are in this position you are right as rain. How you get out is totally up to you as I found moans of pain emitting from my mouth on two attempts to get out. As I said before, grind a gear and lets go. Tonight a few motrin followed by a jacuzzi chaser is on the menu.
This wins the Truckers Choice Award. Click to enlarge
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Bending The Truth
I guess I have never been one to bend the truth, I speak my mind. In one of my last on-line classes that I took last year the instructor told me I was tactful and he appreciated that.I was therefore nominated to put together a Power Point presentation for a group assignment. My church sermon this morning was how Jim Jones and the Guyana tragedy had come to be and ended sadly with hundreds dead. I had seen several movies/documentaries on the subject over the years; one mans way of knowing to much and twisting the truth to lead people to where he wanted him to go is all to familiar in today's society. People who are in authoritative figures are often the culprits today but not all. Doctors/dentists sexually abusing patients, police beatings, fireman starting fires, priests/pastors, yes and even presidents commit acts of deceit to the people under him. As a non-authoritative figure I chose to be mostly honest providing I do no person harm. We should not hide what is inside each of us. Lies beget more lies and in the end someone always gets hurt. Why?
So if I am fat 1- I should know better not to get into that dress that does not fit then ask,"Does this make me look fat?" 2- I feel it is the other person responsibility to say perhaps,"That does not fit you right, I think the other dress looks better on you". No one got hurt.
So the next time you see someone headed down a bad road or ready to get hurt, say something to save them the heartache. One day you may need that same kindness in return.
So if I am fat 1- I should know better not to get into that dress that does not fit then ask,"Does this make me look fat?" 2- I feel it is the other person responsibility to say perhaps,"That does not fit you right, I think the other dress looks better on you". No one got hurt.
So the next time you see someone headed down a bad road or ready to get hurt, say something to save them the heartache. One day you may need that same kindness in return.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
What I Notice
It has been a long hard week and 1 more trip I have to make tonight. I'm so bummed out, my sitter said she was not going to watch Sydney since she and her husband are on Section 8 Housing, Food stamps and he receives a disability check. They do not want to have to report the income or they would loose part of this. Grant it that he is not the sharpest crayon in the box but he does not need to be on disability. Which proves to me another point of why I am still single. Men are lazy bums! Ex specially Southern men. I have met quite a few and 99% of them are on disability or retired by the age of 45. Unless they have a missing limb from a farm accident they are just using the system.
On a different note....
In a tiny town called Clarendon (Sp?) outside of Little Rock I crossed a bridge, a few of many but I always see Red Cardinals on it collecting the rice that us grain haulers drop. I have never seen so many Cardinals gathered in one area as this river laden land produces. Mostly males and an occasional female, I just imagine that this is where the bachelors hang out at.
Is there a point to this?......No.... Just a noteworthy observation
On a different note....
In a tiny town called Clarendon (Sp?) outside of Little Rock I crossed a bridge, a few of many but I always see Red Cardinals on it collecting the rice that us grain haulers drop. I have never seen so many Cardinals gathered in one area as this river laden land produces. Mostly males and an occasional female, I just imagine that this is where the bachelors hang out at.
Is there a point to this?......No.... Just a noteworthy observation
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Video Day
Meatloaf and Raven from his Bat Out of Hell 3 album.
Not fond of Country music in general but I like this song,"Jesus Take The Wheel" by Kelli Clarkston.
I LOVE Phantom of The Opera!! I can watch the movie over and over. The music, costumes, sets and story line make this classic movie a work of art. Something about a man in a mask, ooo-laa-laa I'll take Antonio on a stick to go thank you. Sarah Brighton is IT in this song.
I was having a flash back and like the dramatic music. Farah Fawcette hair all the way. I'm just jealous I cannot have that color hair.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Who Doggie Who
Dogs are like men; you cannot live without them, but you can boot their butts out the door when miss behaved. Cindy Lou Who a dog, came to live with us in early December has chewed on too many computer cords. 5 to date. The last occurrence was when I was at work Friday night. I purposely placed a blanket over the cord, then placed the vacuum cleaner on top of that. Never mind that 500 feet of vacuum cleaner cord was hanging down, we want computer cord. chomp chomp. Since she is well potty trained I hate to put her outside in the cold night air while at work. I might have to go to the muzzle while I am out. She never even touched the rawhide or other chew toy in the room. Very aggravating. White knuckle driving was on the schedule last night as sleet pelted my windshield of the truck and empty trailer. It was raining elephants and the wind was whipping me around. I had slowed down to 50 from 70 on the interstate when I decided I needed to take a break. There was only a few hours left to daylight and I was already exhausted from the 4 hour beating. I would have to wait it out with a nap. Unfortunately winter time is usually when I miss church. I don't like that!
But I was talking to HIM all night. He got an ear full to say the least.
I got to thinking about the little boy that I sponsor through World Vision, Kleni is his name. I have sponsored him since I was pregnant, 5 years now. He is not allowed to receive any Christian materials, how sad. But I write to him as he does to me. I always sign my name with a God Loves You.
We are so fortunate to live in the US where we can choose how, when and where to practice our fellowship with God, we have sturdy homes, jobs, pets, property and vehicles. We are spoiled.
So much of the world does not have these things. Instead they have religious wars, droughts, famine, mud homes, no clothing or water. Be sure to count your blessings when we wake, and help those who cannot help themselves.
Then I got to listen on Fox News O'Riley Factor. URRRRRRR that man makes me mad! Talking about the Rosy O'Donald bit about American Idol. GO ROSIE GO I say. And Baba Wawa ought to have the guts to keep her by her side. What Rosie said was the truth and that hurt who I ask?
But I was talking to HIM all night. He got an ear full to say the least.
I got to thinking about the little boy that I sponsor through World Vision, Kleni is his name. I have sponsored him since I was pregnant, 5 years now. He is not allowed to receive any Christian materials, how sad. But I write to him as he does to me. I always sign my name with a God Loves You.
We are so fortunate to live in the US where we can choose how, when and where to practice our fellowship with God, we have sturdy homes, jobs, pets, property and vehicles. We are spoiled.
So much of the world does not have these things. Instead they have religious wars, droughts, famine, mud homes, no clothing or water. Be sure to count your blessings when we wake, and help those who cannot help themselves.
Then I got to listen on Fox News O'Riley Factor. URRRRRRR that man makes me mad! Talking about the Rosy O'Donald bit about American Idol. GO ROSIE GO I say. And Baba Wawa ought to have the guts to keep her by her side. What Rosie said was the truth and that hurt who I ask?
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Grapefruit For The Sick
Sydney woke up this morning with a stuffed up head. I immediately gave him some Triaminic after he sneezed and left a 3" yellow trail hanging from his nose. Kids are so good at grossing parents out.
When the mail woman arrived she came with a box of 15 a grapefruit, my 3rd box this season. I like the softball sized fruit but I have to remember that there were 12 of them in the bottom of the fridge from the last box. I opened up the fridge, got a cold yellow globe out, got the sugar shaker and a serrated spoon. I asked Sydney if he would like a bite. He ate 4 WHOLE grapefruits by himself! I ate 1 after he was all done. I have 7 left. Maybe tomorrow between the two of us we can knock the rest of them out.
I gave him some tussin about 3ish and he fell asleep on the couch with his Sponge Bob pillow and comforter. He woke up a crabby patty!
To help me ease the pain of the headache I was getting from his demanding little self; I made a tent out of his comforter by draping it over the recliner and couch. It kept coming down due to the fact the dogs thought it was pretty fun as well and wanted to play licky face under the tent city.
The other post I wrote With A Child-Like Heart, forget it, right now I have a headache.
When the mail woman arrived she came with a box of 15 a grapefruit, my 3rd box this season. I like the softball sized fruit but I have to remember that there were 12 of them in the bottom of the fridge from the last box. I opened up the fridge, got a cold yellow globe out, got the sugar shaker and a serrated spoon. I asked Sydney if he would like a bite. He ate 4 WHOLE grapefruits by himself! I ate 1 after he was all done. I have 7 left. Maybe tomorrow between the two of us we can knock the rest of them out.
I gave him some tussin about 3ish and he fell asleep on the couch with his Sponge Bob pillow and comforter. He woke up a crabby patty!
To help me ease the pain of the headache I was getting from his demanding little self; I made a tent out of his comforter by draping it over the recliner and couch. It kept coming down due to the fact the dogs thought it was pretty fun as well and wanted to play licky face under the tent city.
The other post I wrote With A Child-Like Heart, forget it, right now I have a headache.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
The Sand Man & Dust Bunny Are Related
Once again I am not very hard at dusting. My pet peeve of all time and I make a joke to my family I only do it once a year. Truth is I do it only once a month. Reason being..... when you sneeze your heart stops a beat, I sneeze mucho while dusting. I would hate to have a mild cardial infarction while dusting. See....... that EMT class paid off, I learned a new word. Even in the winter the dust piles up from the dust bunny who apparently is a cousin of the the sand man; reason being that it is not there when I go to bed and it's 2" thick when I get up. I need to leave a swifter for the two of my night visitors.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Toughing It Out Turkey Style
I had visions of homemade turkey noodle soup as I passed the freezer section in my local grocery store. There in the end cap freezer bin was turkey's with a orange sign over them, $5.90 for each turkey. Wow, I couldn't even have bought one that cheap over the feasting holiday's. I bought two since last summer I had bought a small chest freezer. I might have bought a few more than that. But hey, why be greedy?
Frozen more solid than any bowling ball ever thought of becoming and just as heavy I placed one in the kitchen sink for thawing and the other in the freezer. I cooked my turkey in the oven along with stuffing, corn and broccoli. Sydney screamed I think for nearly two hours he wanted broccoli. I am glad I ate so many veggies while I was pregnant with him, he loves everything but spinach. But Popeye and I have things planned for him :-0
It was just OK. When you have something on your mind to eat that you want only that one thing will do. The bony carcass now lays in a dutch oven simmering with seasonings. Tomorrow more seasoning, carrots, celery, chives, chopped turkey, and egg noodles. I cannot wait to cuddle up on the couch with a hot bowl of turkey soup topped with Parmesan cheese ( really good that way ) a good movie and a soft blanket to ease my mind.
While the rest of the world is in a cold grip I will be alright
Frozen more solid than any bowling ball ever thought of becoming and just as heavy I placed one in the kitchen sink for thawing and the other in the freezer. I cooked my turkey in the oven along with stuffing, corn and broccoli. Sydney screamed I think for nearly two hours he wanted broccoli. I am glad I ate so many veggies while I was pregnant with him, he loves everything but spinach. But Popeye and I have things planned for him :-0
It was just OK. When you have something on your mind to eat that you want only that one thing will do. The bony carcass now lays in a dutch oven simmering with seasonings. Tomorrow more seasoning, carrots, celery, chives, chopped turkey, and egg noodles. I cannot wait to cuddle up on the couch with a hot bowl of turkey soup topped with Parmesan cheese ( really good that way ) a good movie and a soft blanket to ease my mind.
While the rest of the world is in a cold grip I will be alright
I'm adding this picture the day after this post.............It was soooo good
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Idle Thoughts of A Retiree
I planted some bird seed. A bird came up. Now I don't know what to feed it.
What is a free gift? Aren't all gifts free?
I had amnesia once- or twice.
They told me I was gullible.......I believed them.
Protons have mass? I didn't know they were Catholic.
Experience is one thing left after everything else is gone.
My weight is perfect for my height wich fluctuates.
How can there be self-help groups?
Is it my imagination, or do buffalo wings taste like chicken?
Teach a child to be polite and courteous and when he grows up, he'll never be able to merge his
car onto the freeway.
What is a free gift? Aren't all gifts free?
I had amnesia once- or twice.
They told me I was gullible.......I believed them.
Protons have mass? I didn't know they were Catholic.
Experience is one thing left after everything else is gone.
My weight is perfect for my height wich fluctuates.
How can there be self-help groups?
Is it my imagination, or do buffalo wings taste like chicken?
Teach a child to be polite and courteous and when he grows up, he'll never be able to merge his
car onto the freeway.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
With A Child-Like Heart
The Movies; The Sandlot, Christmas Story, Radio Flyer and others like them are enjoyed by adult viewers as well as children. We all have that inner child that comes out for an hour and a half to let our imaginations be, well, child-like. We are born with not a care in the world aside from our basic needs and then we loose that spark in our eyes as we get older. With age comes responsibility, bills, work, spouses, chores, etc....I have never seen a man play on the jungle gym at the park with his children, climb a tree, or hunt for lightnin' bugs and put them in a jar. Just because we grow up does not mean we need to loose the imagination that keeps us young at heart. So the next time you are folding sheets or blankets pull out the dinning room chairs and make a fort called "Sanity".
September 22
On my birthday as per WIKIPEDIA
EVENTS:1862 - Slavery in the United States: A preliminary version of the Emancipation Proclamation is released
EVENTS:1991 - The Dead Sea Scrolls are made available to the public for the first time, by the Huntington Library.
Others Sharing My Birthday:
1515 - Anne of Cleves, queen consort of Henry VIII of England (d. 1557)
1958 - Andrea Bocelli, Italian tenor
1958 - Joan Jett, American musician
Deaths on my birthday:
1999 - George C. Scott, American actor (b. 1927)
1989 - Irving Berlin, American songwriter (b. 1888)
1554 - Francisco Vasquez de Coronado, Spanish explorer
Nothing Special other than the LAST DAY OF SUMMER!!!! With 100 Days left in the year.
EVENTS:1862 - Slavery in the United States: A preliminary version of the Emancipation Proclamation is released
EVENTS:1991 - The Dead Sea Scrolls are made available to the public for the first time, by the Huntington Library.
Others Sharing My Birthday:
1515 - Anne of Cleves, queen consort of Henry VIII of England (d. 1557)
1958 - Andrea Bocelli, Italian tenor
1958 - Joan Jett, American musician
Deaths on my birthday:
1999 - George C. Scott, American actor (b. 1927)
1989 - Irving Berlin, American songwriter (b. 1888)
1554 - Francisco Vasquez de Coronado, Spanish explorer
Nothing Special other than the LAST DAY OF SUMMER!!!! With 100 Days left in the year.
Meatloaf On My Mind
There are somethings that people are passionate about, mine is music. It is a good thing that I drive at night to hide the fact that I think I am Aretha Franklin or Barbara Streighsand with the pipes to back them up.
I can hear a song on XM station 23 THE HEART or 24 SUNNY and sing just about every song played. My generation, my music, my love. I think back as each one plays what year it was, how old I was, and what was the event that was happening in my life at that time. For me it all ties together in an intricate web.
I heard Neil Diamond and Babs singing to,"You Don 't Bring Me Flowers Anymore" and was reminded how much I like her music. Such controle this woman has.
Back in the late 70's I heard a musician that held a grip on me and still does to this day. The piano haunts my mind and the words he sings grabs my inner being. His music is controversal to elderly people as Elvis was to my parents generation, the man is Meatloaf. His Bat Out of Hell 3 album has a strange cover that match his others, haunting but beautiful in a stange kind of way.
I web-searched for Meatlof Music and came up with his newest top release video, it ties into his Bat Out Of Hell 2 video ( a beauty and the beast theme ) then I watched his Toady show video, AWESOME! The newest video is BEAUTIFULLY created, haunting and with a good story line.
He played a fun character in the cult classic Rocky Horror Picture Show.
I can hear a song on XM station 23 THE HEART or 24 SUNNY and sing just about every song played. My generation, my music, my love. I think back as each one plays what year it was, how old I was, and what was the event that was happening in my life at that time. For me it all ties together in an intricate web.
I heard Neil Diamond and Babs singing to,"You Don 't Bring Me Flowers Anymore" and was reminded how much I like her music. Such controle this woman has.
Back in the late 70's I heard a musician that held a grip on me and still does to this day. The piano haunts my mind and the words he sings grabs my inner being. His music is controversal to elderly people as Elvis was to my parents generation, the man is Meatloaf. His Bat Out of Hell 3 album has a strange cover that match his others, haunting but beautiful in a stange kind of way.
I web-searched for Meatlof Music and came up with his newest top release video, it ties into his Bat Out Of Hell 2 video ( a beauty and the beast theme ) then I watched his Toady show video, AWESOME! The newest video is BEAUTIFULLY created, haunting and with a good story line.
He played a fun character in the cult classic Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Monday, January 8, 2007
Some Things Just Don't Match
I found it funny a few days ago when my son walked into the livingroom declaring he was going outside. He knows to have his shoes on and did so before making his presents to me. I looked down to find one left gray/red tenny runner on one foot followed by another left shoe of white/blue on the other foot. AND WITHOUT SOCKS! Call the fashion police and Elton John ( He may like this new look ).
Last night at work I happened to meet another company driver who had opened up his hopper bottom to unload his rice, his wife asleep in his bunk, he went for a walk around the plant and I met him as he was coming around to where I was parked. He said he worked for Dan too and we introduced ourselves.
It was my turn to move forward in-line into the noisy dog food plant. I still had another hour and a half before unloading, the driver and I continued our conversation inside the large enclosed concrete building.
Sure enough the Peterbilt truck in front of me looked like mine except for his red fenders vs. my chrome, I recognized it immediatly as being a company truck.
He said he has driven all the trucks and compained about one of them being messy inside the cab. I in-turn complained about whoever loaded my trailer had me 440# overweight. I was grossing 80,440#, Saturday night I was 220# overweight. His eyes grew big. I said,"Yeah I know, I was praying I didn't get pulled into the scales".
He said he was going to try and make it back to his favorite truck stop and I told him where I stopped. He said he had to work that day at his other job and was tired.
His other job....................He's an Arkansas State Trooper.... and me overweight. LOL!!!!
When he said that I thought that is like a dentist being a taffy eater or a surgeon who is a serial killer.
Some things just don't match!
Last night at work I happened to meet another company driver who had opened up his hopper bottom to unload his rice, his wife asleep in his bunk, he went for a walk around the plant and I met him as he was coming around to where I was parked. He said he worked for Dan too and we introduced ourselves.
It was my turn to move forward in-line into the noisy dog food plant. I still had another hour and a half before unloading, the driver and I continued our conversation inside the large enclosed concrete building.
Sure enough the Peterbilt truck in front of me looked like mine except for his red fenders vs. my chrome, I recognized it immediatly as being a company truck.
He said he has driven all the trucks and compained about one of them being messy inside the cab. I in-turn complained about whoever loaded my trailer had me 440# overweight. I was grossing 80,440#, Saturday night I was 220# overweight. His eyes grew big. I said,"Yeah I know, I was praying I didn't get pulled into the scales".
He said he was going to try and make it back to his favorite truck stop and I told him where I stopped. He said he had to work that day at his other job and was tired.
His other job....................He's an Arkansas State Trooper.... and me overweight. LOL!!!!
When he said that I thought that is like a dentist being a taffy eater or a surgeon who is a serial killer.
Some things just don't match!
Thursday, January 4, 2007
Popcorn Ceiling Woe's
It puzzles me as to how I am to go about cleaning the fuzz bunnies or I rather think it looks like streamers hanging off my popcorn textured ceiling without having to create a massive popcorn festival all over everything else in my house. I tried using a broom and silently swore as objects dove into my eyes and the counters and floors became a mess. I'll try to vacume it, but even the broom had a hard time getting the stuff off.
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
Not A Zonie Explained
When I lived in Washington state I use to see allot of Arizona car tags- I mean ALLOT of them too! I asked a person one day why all the people from Arizona came to Washington, the reply I got was,"Skiing". Apparently people from Arizona don't get enough powder and they have to travel to get the white stuff under their waxed up ski's.
I know reside in the rice capital of the USA, Arkansas. When someone addresses my address over the phone and say Arizona when they refer to my address and see AR..
I personally would not be cought living in the desert heat where even snakes and scorpions have a hard time making it.
I know reside in the rice capital of the USA, Arkansas. When someone addresses my address over the phone and say Arizona when they refer to my address and see AR..
I personally would not be cought living in the desert heat where even snakes and scorpions have a hard time making it.
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