Loving Labels Again

Sherlock Holmes

Not all people know about Identity Theft, but in our home Jim has battled an identity thief for a few years now. To see the other blog on Heather Grady, click onto my profile in the column on the right and you will see the other blog and the investigation that has gone into the works of bringing this woman to justice.
If anyone knows this woman, please contact me with a comment or use my e-mail on the side. Thanks

A Little Sleet

Well I am off to go outside and play on the road again. It sleeted today, no snow as usual. I hope the roads are dry.

Therapy

I went with Jim again to his therapy. We all agreed to let Jim go by himself as we(his therapist and I) are feeling that Jim and I are on the right track but Jim needs still to address issues that his therapist needs to pry out of his cobweb filled brain. He says he is ok but I and his therapist know otherwise.
We went to Bonanza to have the buffet after therapy, then to the dollar store and then to Wally World. We came home and finished watching the movie "Jesus". Jim does not know his bible and I was surprised to hear an answer that I asked him last weekend about the Last Supper.


We were listening to the the audio book, The Expected One, I paused the CD and asked him if he knew about the last supper and would he explain to me what he knew. He said that; there was no food and He provided, they ate and drank till they were full and there were baskets left over.
I knew right at the moment that he had not even a glimps as to what the Good Book says. I needed to educate him. Since he is not a reader, I thought that perhaps a movie would help him to understand the words of the audio book we were listening to.
I think I will have him join in on night time reading with Sydney in his children's Bible so that he may great a Sunday-Saturday lesson.

Funky For The Week

FREEZER BAGS: They are male, because they hold everything in, but you can see right through them.

Torry Martin

I was Kani, he was a great Twinkies King. This was my friend Torry. I remember the day we were caught in the back stair-well of the music room smoking by Mr. Johnson, our Shogun Richard Chamberlain look-a-like music teacher. We would cruise the Bremerton strip in a tiny car he had, mustering up $2.00 in gas and another .75cents for a pack of cigarettes. His family and I would sit in the log house on Willamette Road till the wee hours of the night playing Canasta. We went to Olympic College together and learned how to cook, we would sit in the dining room before classes talking over a cup of Stash flavored teas. When my daughter died, he was there. A friend in need. I will never forget when he took me to see Rocky Horror Picture Show. A paper bag loaded with News papers, squirt guns loaded with water, a loaf of bread and Bic lighters in hand. Torry taught me how to have fun and I enjoyed our friendship. The only thing I did not enjoy was the time we went to one of his friends apartments. It was on the second floor, we were drinking margaritas, and champagne. All I remember was that Torry and I were heaving our guts out off the second floor onto the cars parked below. I learned a big lesson that night.
Torry is a Christain comic now. Google his name and you will find lots.

Audio Books

Since I don't have the time these days to cuddle up on the couch with a good book and a blankie, I sit behind the wheel of a noisy truck and stick in a good or not so good audio book. I think I have listened to at least 100 of them in 2007. I slacked off for a month and picked up another one. What a great story. Fact or Fiction remains to be known on the topic of the relationship between Jesus and Mary Magdalene. I highly recommend the audio book or book for anyone with an open mind to listen and read. I bought a new unsealed version on the "Mother Ship" Barnes and Noble site for 1.99. crazy me, it cost $6.00 to rent it. This one is a keeper


Here is the review as described on the Barnes and Noble site.....


A GRIPPING THRILLER AND A PROFOUND SPIRITUAL JOURNEY THAT REVEALS THE GREATEST STORY NEVER TOLD!


Two thousand years ago, Mary Magdalene hid a set of scrolls in the rocky foothills of the French Pyrenees, a gospel that contained her own version of the events and characters of the New Testament. Protected by supernatural forces, these sacred scrolls could be uncovered only by a special seeker, one who fulfills the ancient prophecy of l'attendue -- The Expected One.


When journalist Maureen Paschal begins the research for a new book, she has no idea that she is stepping into an ancient mystery so secret, so revolutionary, that thousands of people have killed and died for it. She becomes deeply immersed in the mystical cultures of southwest France as the eerie prophecy of The Expected One casts a shadow over her life and work and a long-buried family secret comes to light. Ultimately she, and the reader, come face-to-face with Jesus Christ, Mary Magdalene, John the Baptist, Judas, and Salome in the pages of a deeply moving and powerful new gospel, the life of Jesus as told by Mary Magdalene.

Writers Block

I sat down to write some more in my book, writers block hit. I only have a whopping 24 pages. uhgggg, I had 500 legal pad pages that compressed to 24 pages? I thought my NY best sellers novel was just about finished- heavy sigh. That's ok, it gives me time to think about things I have forgotten to write about, also the crazy rule of fragmented sentences. Microsoft Word is absolutely great at letting me know when I need to reconstruct a sentence. Raspberries to the paperclip dude! But he (Clippette) makes it easier to be grammatically correct.

V-V-V-Veggietales

It is a quiet morning. I get up to let the Master of the house, Harley and her passive sister CindyLOUWho out the back door. Ah, I spot the left over Chinese food on the table and grab a spoon out of the drawer. I did not put the food in the fridge and was wondering if I might come down with a hairy tongue disease? I bring the food into the office/computer room and I take a bite of about 3 water chestnuts crammed on the teaspoon, sit back savoring the crunchiness. I look up and see Sydney's old poster



I had been buying Sydney Veggitales stories and reading them to him for his bed time stories since he was a baby in the crib. This explains the poster on the ceiling. He could look at the poster and see who I was reading about. One story he likes is of Jr. He is the small asparagus you see in the bottom right.Jr. is singing a song to his father about how "God is bigger than the Boogyman". Well.....Santa brought Sydney a Veggietales song DVD, he runs around the house singing, "Cucumber it's a tomato, must be VEGGIETALES!" He even breaks out into a correct version vs. my version of God Is Bigger Than the Boogie Man. Music to my ears. This little girls version is cute

Funky For The Week

New Room Update

Jim and I poured the spot where the cast iron stove is going. I had to teach him that curing DOES NOT use heat. I had to break open the Portland Cement Company web site to prove to him that moist was better for curing. I had wanted a little color and bought some peachy blush color to add. It is drying out nicely and should be hard enough to set the stove on it in a day or two.
Since I cannot draw a stright line even with a ruler the wall ought to look intersting when we are done. Yeah, I know, try to snap a chalk line.

Jim had locked himself and Sydney out of the house today. hahahaha good thing I was less than an hour from getting home. I had to stop and get the Chinese food that I called in before he called me.

And it is definate! I LOVE this Shiatsu chair!

Shiatsu Message

Now Jim and I have seen this cushion at Sam's Club and tried it out about a month ago. We did not buy it and we had often talked about getting the message cushion if we went back again.
I have been working on my book trying to get it ready for publishing when my achy brakey back was letting me know that I needed a better supporting chair.
After Jim's therapy session we went to lunch at Bonanza and headed of to Wally World when we spotted the message cushion there and a whole dollar cheaper than Sam's Club which made no sense to me. We brought the pad home along with a new high back chair and all is well. I have done 2 intense Shiatsu sessions that last 15 minutes each. The message automatically shuts off. Oh I think it hurts so good. Can I be in Love with a chair pad? It was well worth the $98.00!

The Gold Finches Are Back

If it were not for the garbage truck that chased away most of the birds I would have had a better picture. The Finches are back early this year. They do not have their mating plumage just yet but they are pretty with the slight tint of a green when the light hits them just right. They are squawking away at the thistle seed socks that I bought yesterday. Last year I would go through about one pound of seed a day filling their socks up.
Last year I was enlightened by the Raspberry Finches as well.



Now if I can just get another couple of Blue birds to nest in one of the 7 nesting boxes I have hung up I would be a happy camper.

ONE COOL SITE!!!

This is a GREAT site to spend some time in. You might want to add it to your favorites

I took the age predictor test and expected to live to 73.5 years. Watch out everybody!!!

Brittney Spears Better Halves

With all the whoopla of the ex princess diva in todays news I just had to find her better side. I think I found it. Ahh the campus life. Be sure to watch it to the ending
P.S. do you see Toni? This must be a norm for him. Too funny

Happy New Year 2008

Last night I put away the Christmas tree. It almost felt like death to me.
Today I went with Jim to his therapy session and I felt like she tried to pry his eyes open to life.
Life and death, such a viscous cycle.
Providing I do not have to go to work tomorrow Jim and I will go see a movie.

Jim is in the new room putting up some more 2x4's for the brick backed wall for the wood stove. Bought some more insulation and will get that up tonight as well. I guess I better get in there and help.