Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain!

Saturday, May 31, 2008

Wordzzle




Raven, from "Views from Raven's Nest" has offered up a challenge that she calls "wordzzles".  She give us between 8 and 10 words/phrases and we are asked to create a small but coherent paragraph using each and every word.

The challenge words this week are perpendicular, carpentry, garage, lute player, radishes, tin roof, wild flowers, stop light, gargantuan.  And here's my "small, but not necessarily coherent paragraph:

The five wooden planks were lying perpendicular to the door on the ground by the old garage, whose carpentry, by the way, bedazzled everyone who visited there.   It stood in an old cemetery where legends of ghosts walking in the night abounded. The volunteer lute players strummed out their melodies, while standing in the bed of radishes, adding a splash of color to their music.  A new tin roof would replace the wooden planks blown off in the storm and would be paid for by those attending the fund raiser.  Thousands came, which explained the gargantuan stop sign they erected to prevent them from stomping through the path of wildflowers by the side of the road.

Peace

Friday, May 30, 2008

Happy Dance of Gratitude Friday

 I found this at dragonfly CLaudia's and thought it was so appropriate especially since we just celebrated Memorial Day.  
I wish I had know about this last Sunday when I ran into all those servicemen in the city.

The Story of How it all got started

For the past several years as I've been traveling around the country, I've been approaching Soldiers in airports and thanking them for serving for us. On several occasions I have noticed that it felt a little awkward for both of us. There are several reasons, some of which I am even just now learning as I produce this film and talk to more Service Men & Women and Veterans. But they have always appreciated being thanked, and I have always felt better having expressed my gratitude.

I started to think that it would be nice if civilians had a gesture or sign that they could use to say "thank you" quickly and easily without even having to approach. I did some research and found the sign that we are now using.

Is this limited to the military? Not at all. If you look around you I'm sure that you'll find lots of people who are serving their communities, from local to global. If you appreciate their service, give them a sign. Say "thank you from the bottom of my heart."

-Scott Truitt, FOUNDER, The Gratitude Campaign






Thursday, May 29, 2008

I KNOW WHAT DAY IT IS!


One of my friends, Brat (as she's affectionally called) (hehe), says she's getting tired of hearing me say "I have no idea what today is" since I've retired. So naturally she went and fixed that
and got me a "day clock"! I'm not sure I like knowing what day it is. (kidding). Sometimes I do.
It's really cool and actually works. The hand goes thru the days as they pass. I have it hanging in my (home) office.

Peace

Wednesday, May 28, 2008



CATHOLIC PARROTS

A lady goes to her priest one day and tells him, "Father, I have a problem. I have two female talking parrots, but they only know how to say one thing. "What do they say?" the priest enquired. The lady replied, "They say,'Hi, we're hookers, do you want to have some fun?' "That's obscene!" the priest exclaimed. He thought for a moment,"You know!" he said,"I might have a solution to your problem. I have two male talking parrots whom I have taught to pray and read the Bible. Bring your two parrots over to my house, and we'll put them in the cage with Francis and Peter. My parrots can teach yours to pray and worship, and your parrots are sure to stop saying that terrible phrase in no time!" "Thank you!" The lady responded,"This may very well be the solution!" The next day she brought her female parrots to the priest's house, and as he ushered her in, she saw that his two male parrots were inside the cage holding rosary beads and praying. Impressed, she walked over and placed her parrots in with them. After a few minutes the female parrots cried out in unison, "Hi, we're hookers, do you want to have some fun?" There was a stunned silence, then one male parrot looked over at the other and exclaimed, "Put the beads away, Frank, our prayers have been answered


Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Happy Monkey Tuesday

video

This is Snotdog's favorite toy.  I actually bought it for hub ;-( but Snot took it over.  Actually he's afraid of it and snorts his lil smushed in face off when I play it for him.  

I hope everyone enjoyed their long weekend.  

Instead of taking my usual trek to the beach I went in the opposite direction and travelled into NYC with some friends.  It was a gorgeous sunny day, a cool breeze blowing, as we packed into my friend's convertible and drove thru the tunnel into the city.

We had lunch in Little Italy, dessert in Chinatown, coffee in the East Village, then uptown to Central Park.  We stopped at the Plaza and peed.  (yes I said that), then to Mickey Mantle's for some drinks and appetizers.  

Since it was Fleet Week here in the city (war ships and battle ships and aircraft carriers sailing into New York Harbor for a parade of ships), there were loads of sailers and uniformed soldiers about town.  I thanked every one of them for their service!

Peace

Peace

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Cinnamon Pasta


It's not really that bad.  Cinnamon on pasta, that is.   Yes, you read that right.  I said cinnamon.
I have a habit of just reaching up to the spices and grabbing a bottle and shaking a lot on top of whatever it is I'm eating.  I came home the other night after being out all day doing "stuff" and was really hungry but didn't feel like cooking an entire meal.  I had some left over pasta in the fridge, so I figured I'd heat it up in the microwave with some butter and parm cheese.  I place it on my new "square" plate (I love square plates), open up the cabinet to get the hot pepper flakes...grab what I thought was the bottle (they're all shaped the same), open it up and sprinkled "lots" on top of my pasta.  Put in back into the closet and then it registered!  WTF did I do?  Damn....calling myself all sorts of stupid.  Well, I was so hungry and I wasn't going to throw it out...so I tasted it.  And ya know something, it really wasn't at all that bad!  It was really rather tasty.  I think everyone should try it.   I mean it.  It wasn't bad!  It actually enhanced the hot pepper! (I like hot).   
(I did that before when I put cayenne pepper in my coffee grinds thinking it was cinnamon!  I blogged about that one too).  
Is this the way chefs come up with new concoctions?

Peace

Friday, May 23, 2008

Happy Dance Friday!!!!!!!



Happy Dance Friday!!!

(P.S. I do not dress up Snotdog. Well, just in his lil red hoodie in the winter time, oh and his lil Sergeant's jacket, but that's it!)

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Coffee Bean Man

THE TRICK IS TO FIND THE MAN AMONG THE COFFEE BEANS:
This is bizarre - after you find the guy - it's so obvious. Once you find him - it's embarrassing, and you think, Why didn't I see him immediately?

Doctors have concluded that if you find the man in the coffee beans in 3 seconds, the right half of your brain is better developed than most people If you find the man between 3 seconds and 1 minute, the right half of the brain is developed normally. If you find the man between 1 minute and 3 minutes, then the right half of your brain is functioning slowly and you need to eat more protein If you have not found the man after 3 minutes, the advice is to look for more of this type of exercise to make that part of the brain stronger!!!

And, yes, the man is really there!!!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Three Question Meme


Paul, of Shadow of Diogenes, tagged me with this three question meme:

1)  What prompted me to start a blog?

One word:  Boondoggled!  What's a Boondoggled,  you may ask.  She's my blog idol!   
Actually my dear friend Deb had a blog and would speak about it all the time.  When she wasn't around and I'd inquire where she was, she would tell me she was blogging and reading other blogs.  OK. Whatever.  You see, it didn't interest me in the least. She told me I should try it.  It's fun.  I thought, fun?  Writing about something and posting it for the world to see and doing it on a daily basis? Fun?  I thought not.  After all, I have a job, I'm stressed out most of the time, I don't want to add another thing to my plate. (after all it's all about me, isn't it? :-)

I suppose I gave it some thought and after going through a traumatic period in my life at the time (yes, my life has been a series of traumas) I decided to put a finger to the keyboard and start a blog, as an outlet of sorts.   Now, mind you, I'm not a writer or a poet, nor do I have any aspirations to be one or the other.  But I did start typing and silly ideas would come out.  I have posted some serious stuff in between. But mostly silly stuff.  It's the stuff that keeps me going in bad times.  And lo and behold, Odat started mumbling, OneDayAtaTime.   As I say in my sidebar, this blog started as an outlet and has become in inlet to good friends.  I remember getting my first comment (from other than Deb,  I sure did appreciate hers!) and said wow!  I'm really out there!  ;-)  The world knows me now. hehe.  I could become famous!!!! Wow!

That was in December 2005 and here I am, still, hacking away at the silliness.  But, I have to say it's been a blessing in disguise because of the friendships I've found along the way.  I've even met five of you in person!  And the support I've gotten through my tough times has been absolutely divine.   

I like blogging.  I try to make time for it every day and visit all my great friends to see what they're up to.  

So there you have it.

2) Where do I get my ideas from?

I think most of them stem from flashbacks from the LSD!  Hehe......
Actually that question begs that I have ideas to begin with!  Well, like I said, I'm no writer. I just like silly!  If I see or hear something funny I take note and try to post about it.  I get ideas from animals (Snotdog is one of them) and from conversations I have (even those with myself) that I consider funny or silly.  And, during my tough times, I just say what's in my heart.  I don't have any qualms speaking about my feelings.  I read some of your blogs with envy that I don't write like you or have funny ideas like you, yada yada yada.  But then again, so what?  I do what I do and it's ok with me (there it is again, it's all about me ;-)

3)  What are some of my favorite blogs?

Guess? Can you say funny? Can you say comedy?  I like to laugh.  My sick sense of humor is what keeps me going.  I'm able to make fun of just about everything (which got me in big trouble at work, mind you.)  
Actually I like to read just about anything someone writes (the only exception is politics, hate reading about it).    I love reading the stories you guys write and the poetry and the passion and the comedy and the daily diaries and the entertainment and the travel and the sad stories that make me cry and the fantastic photograpy that I view with envy.  Who would have thought that I would even be doing a three question meme when my thoughts about blogging a few years ago were: Pftttfff!  

Thank you my sweet friend, Paul for tagging me.   And thank you my dear friend Deb (and Blog Idol), for getting on my ass to start this silly thing!

Peace






Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Joke Day


I was at my bank. There was a short line, one lady in front of me,
an Asian lady who was trying to exchange yen for dollars.
It was obvious she was a little irritated.
She asked the teller, "Why it change?
Yesterday, I get two hunat dolla fo yen. Today I only get hunat eighty.
Why it change?"
The teller shrugged his shoulders and said, "Fluctuations",
The Asian lady says, "Fluc you white people too!"

Peace

Monday, May 19, 2008

Happy Monkey Monday!


Can you say MONDAY?   I can't. Not anymore! :-) I raise my glass to all of you that must go forth into the world today!  Do you know that since I've retired that I actually have to think what day it is when I wake up?  I know!!!!  Isn't it awful????  

I'm still cleaning out the house here.  It's never ending.  But I can't do it all the time.  I work one day, then take a few relaxation days.  It works for me.  Got a few concerts lined up in the future and hopefully a little trip to visit friends.

I got rid of my carpenter bees.  The "Pest Man" came and plugged their holes up and said they would fly away and find another spot.  (Hopefully in that neighbor's house that I don't particularly care for).   I'm also getting the lawn into shape.  It's all looking good on the outside!!  But still somewhat of a mess inside.  Yup, that's my life at the moment.

Well, I really hope you have a great day.  I've got loads of things lined up for today.  I just hope it warms up a little.   (Yeah, soon I'll be complaining it's too hot, but hey, it gives me something to write about.)

Peace

Sunday, May 18, 2008

The Weather and Vinny

Vinny


I'm wondering when it may get a little warmer here.  It's been real chilly and rainy all week.  Yesterday and today there's sun!!! But still chilly.  So there you have it...the northeast weather report.  Aren't you glad you stopped by?  ;-) (I even have a weather widget on my side bar! wow, you just get it from all sides)!  Lucky you.

I went to look at Vinny at the shelter on Friday.  He was rescued from another shelter that closed down.  He's 5 years old, house broken, a poodle and dashsound mix.  He had a great personality.  I would have taken him on the spot.  But they told me someone else is seriously interested in him and if they don't want him, I will be called....yeah right.   Now I'm thinking ...what was it about my visit (I brought Snotdog with me) that they didn't like?  Aren't they supposed to be happy that someone wants to take a dog home immediately, on the spot, like I'll take him!!!  I'll pay you the donation fee!  And they said no, not now?  Hmmmmm. 

I did notice that Snot dog was not the least bit interested in Vinny. At. All.  So maybe it's not such a good idea.  Snot dog wants to stay the King of the Castle.  

Have a sunny Sunday! ;-)
Peace

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Test Time!!!



You Are a Hazelnut



You are very unique and distinct. You may even freak some people out.

Most people don't really know how to interact with you.

You get along best with anyone who is super sweet.

But you really do get along with almost anyone. You just need a chance to wow them.





You Are Fruit Flavored Gum



You are quirky and independent. You don't tend to follow any one style or rule book.

You are a mix and match type of person, and you draw inspiration from many sources.



While you're definitely a bit unusual, you get along well with other people.

You're eager to welcome anyone into your world. You are not judgmental at all.



You form close bonds with your friends, and your relationships tend to be very secure.

You hold firm to your beliefs and values, and you don't let anyone talk you into compromising them.



Peace

Friday, May 16, 2008

My Weird Friend


Some of you know that I am friends with Deb, of Boondoggled blog, (she's my blog idol). What you don't know is the strange and bizarre paths our conversations occasionally tend to follow. Here is a portion of this morning's conversation:


Deb says:
I gotta go to walmart and get Noah a birthday card, but if I leave a muslim will get my parking spot

Odat says:
lmao.....what??????????????

Deb says:
yeah after I read that the thought crossed my mind that this might just end up as a bloggable conversation. lmao

Odat says:
why, pray tell, will a muslim get your parking space?

Deb says:
cuz they are out to get me.. of course.

Odat says:
oh...ok, i get it now

Odat says:
aluminum hat time

Deb says:
actually its cuz my office is half a block away from the jihad church (it actually says jihad above the door), and I parked right in front of their door this morning when I got here

Deb says:
to make matters worse, the jihad church is directly across the street from the abortion clinic.

Odat says:
lmaooooooo

Deb says:
can you say the most dangerous street in savannah?? lol

Odat says:
sounds dangerous to me

Deb says:
when I got here this morning the catholics were in front of the abortion clinic saying hail mary's really really loud

Odat says:
omg

Odat says:
you should blog this

Deb says:
lol

Deb says:
maybe I'll log the entire conversation and just post that.. seems much easier. lol

Odat says:
that's easier

Deb says:
don't worry.. I'll use your fake name to protect your right to privacy. lmao

Odat says:
I know, you're a good friend that way

Deb says:
actually.. I won't do it if it bugs you.. just seems like a funny conversation. lol

Odat says:
no I wouldn't mind

Deb says:
oh cool.. your fans will be impressed that I am pals with you. hehe


There you have it. Another weird one. Thanks girlfriend.. you do keep me laffing. hehe
*P.S.: We decided to do the twin posts just for the comedic factor. Oh shut up, you know you laughed. (snicker)*

HAPPY DANCE FRIDAY CAN BE SEEN BELOW.... GO THERE. NOW!

PEACE

Happy Dance Friday!!!!!!!




Happy Dance Friday! Y'all have a great weekend.

Peace

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Awwwww

A flower for you.

Peace

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Smile Day


Ponderisms: 

 Garden Rule: When  weeding, the best way to make sure you are removing a weed and not a valuable  plant is to pull on it. If it comes out of the ground easily, it is a valuable plant.

The easiest way to find  something lost around the house is to buy a replacement. 

How is it one careless match can start a forest fire,
but it takes a whole box to start a campfire? 

Who was the first person  to look at a cow and say, 'I think I'll squeeze these dangly things here and  drink whatever comes out?' 

Who was the first person to say, 'See that chicken there?
I'm gonna eat the next thing that comes outta  its butt.' 

Why does your OB-GYN leave the room when  you get undressed if he's going to look up there anyway? 

 Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?  

Peace

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Mom Again

Mom & Dad

I went to see Mom Sunday....As you know she's got Alzhiemer's Disase.  She likes to talk.  Most of the words she says are gibberish, but I understand the point she's trying to make.  I always ask her questions. Where do you live, what's your name, have you been a good girl and so on.  I keep her talking and trying to remember. She knows her name and always says it...she knows what city she's in...but those are the only two consistent thoughts she has.  She knows my name but doesn't realize I'm her daughter.  She doesn't remember giving birth or being married, which makes me kinda sad.  All in all though, she's happy.  She 's always giggling and whatever she's thinking it makes her laugh and laugh.   Which in turn makes me smile too.   

(That picture is an oil painting of my Mom and Dad.  My brother and I had it done for Mom awhile ago.  We took their black and white wedding photo and brought it to the artist who did an excellent job).

Monday, May 12, 2008

Happy Monkey Monday



She is just so cool.  Imagine, someone seeing monkeys and thinking of you!  It brings a tear to my eye.   

Isn't it great????  When the alarm goes off, it screeches like a monkey...., that surely would get me out of bed so fast so I could through it against the wall!   Good thing I'm retired.   Anyway, I really did think it was the greatest and I want to thank her for thinking of me.   Go visit her and say hey, she's so cool, she snows.   



My second monkey display comes to you via Roger, of Idaho Daily Photos.  I got this shirt from his Cafe Express site.  He designed the picture!!!  Yes I wore this shirt out and was thinking if anyone ever asks what the heck this means, it would be rather difficult to 'splain to them about Monkey Mondays...doncha think?

So there ya have it....Monkeys I possess from two people that are good friends.   It just amazes me, this blogosphere thing...to meet so many sweet people who make me smile. ;-)  Thank you!

Peace and hugs

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Happy Mother's Day!!!

 Happy Mom's Day!  

I don't know about you, but I really like my Mom.  She's funny and makes me laugh.

 It wasn't always that way.  Especially when I was young and she would "forbid" me to do things and I always thought she was so wrong about things then.  After all, I knew better.  As a matter of fact, I knew just about everything back then. ;-) , didn't you?  And isn't it funny as we grow older, how very wrong we were and how right Moms always seem to be.  They're special and I give thanks to Moms today! Enjoy your day and give those Moms some hugs!

Peace

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Test Time!!!



What Your Front Door Says



You are bold, brave, and easily excited.

You are passionate about what you believe.

And you're never afraid to tell people exactly what you think.

You're picky and particular. It's sometimes hard to meet your standards.







What These Daisies Say About You



You have a spirt of pure optimism. Your view of the world is eternally cheerful.

You are bold and vibrant. Incredibly striking, you always stand out in a crowd.

You are adaptable and flexible. You can thrive in almost any situation.

Friday, May 09, 2008

Happy Dance Friday



Happy Dance Friday!!!
I had my nap yesterday, so I'm ready to dance!!! ;-)
Enjoy the weekend.

Peace

Thursday, May 08, 2008

I Need a Nap Today

Yeah, yeah   I know I'm retired and you're thinking...why the heck do I need a nap?  Well, let me tell you, I've never been busier than I have been right now. (busy like a bee, even, hehe)  Some of it good, some of it not so good.  But there are things I just have to get done, things I don't feel like doing, things I didn't know how to do and had to learn really quickly .......and so on.   Let me tell you, it's been a learning process dealing with all the paper work, the house, me.....but I'm getting there...wherever "there" this all may take me.  I'm learning to take baby steps again....I hope I'm back running soon.  

Peace

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz



Doesn't this look like a bumble bee?  I was sitting out on my patio the other day enjoying the freshly mowed lawn (sneezing my head off) and admiring my freshly sodden flower bed...when I saw some bees.  I'm not afraid of bees.  They are our friends...they pollinate our flowers...yada, yada, yada.   I thought to myself that wow, the bees are here already..too bad the flowers aren't up yet for them to taste...

Fast forward to the next day.  My neighbor saw me sawing my "weed" tree the other day and offered to take the rest of it down for me. (Saw me sawing...ahahaha...I crack myself up).  He was sawing away when he noticed lots of bees abuzzing.   Told me I probably have a nest of them up in the eave of my house....I thought that would be a good thing...to have a hive of honey bees!!!  How exciting!   Right?   

Wrong.   He informed me that they're probably carpenter bees.    Carpenter bees????????  Never heard of em.  What, pray tell, (wtf) are those?   Those are bees that nest themselves into wood and bore holes to make their nests!!! Ergo, they're in the eave of my house boring holes??????? Damn.  Why haven't I heard of these before????  I quickly ran upstairs to make sure they weren't swarming into my house, boring holes into my bedroom, getting ready to attack when I wasn't looking.   I panicked....I wanted them gone! Now! Damn.

I called the exterminator....one that advertises using "safe" pesticides....(an oxymoron?) and told him of my plight.  He calmed me down informing me that they are very common and he'd be here on Thursday to take a look.   He'll have to plug up the holes they've bored to insure they don't come back next year.  

So the moral of the story is.......
If it looks like a bumble bee and sounds like a bumble bee and buzzes like a bumble bee....it may not be a bumble bee!!!  Dooby dooby doo.  Beware!

I watched them all day as if my mean stares would make them go away.  They didn't. ;-(

Peace

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Amazing Women




"Life isn’t about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.”
.....Author Unknown

The One Flaw In Women 
By the time the Lord made woman, He was into his sixth day of working overtime. An angel appeared and said, 'Why are you spending so much time on this one?' And the Lord answered, 'Have you seen my spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart -and she will do everything with only two hands.' 

The angel was astounded at the requirements. 'Only two hands!? No way! And that's just on the standard model? That's too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish.' 

'But I won't, ' the Lord protested. 'I am so close to finishing this creation that  is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can work 18 hour days.' 

The angel moved closer and touched the woman. 'But you have made her so soft, Lord.' 'She is soft,' the Lord agreed, 'but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish.' 

'Will she be able to think?', asked the angel.
 The Lord replied, 'Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate.'

The angel then noticed something, and reaching out, touched the woman's cheek. 'Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one.'

 'That's not a leak,' the Lord corrected, 'that's a tear!'
 'What's the tear for?' the angel asked.

 The Lord said, 'The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride.' 
The angel was impressed.
 'You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything!
 Woman is truly amazing.' 

And she is! Women have  strengths that amaze men. 
They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy.
 They smile when they want to scream.
 They sing when they want to cry.
 They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.
 They fight for what they believe in.
 They stand up to injustice. 
They don't take 'no' for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. 
They go without so their family can have.
 They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. 
They love unconditionally. 
They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.
 They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.
 Their hearts break when a friend dies.
 They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
 They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes  and colors. 
They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. 
The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning. 
They bring joy, hope and love. 
They have compassion and ideals.
 They give moral support to their family and friends. 
Women have vital things to say and everything to give 

 HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE TINY FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.

This is just to thank the amazing women in my life who have helped me in ways they'll never know.

Peace and hugs.

Monday, May 05, 2008

Happy Cinco de Mayo Monkey-Bear Monday (sans monkey)

See what happens when you place a bird feeder on your back porch?  Unexpected visitors show up!!!  These pics are from the brother of a friend of mine who lives in East Springfield Mass.
No one was hurt in the shooting of these pics.  Oh wait...what's that laying in the woods??? Kidding!!!!





Peace

Saturday, May 03, 2008

From Sad to Worse (In a good way) :-)


Now, you see, it's like this with grief. Sometimes you're just walking along whistling a happy tune and then smack...you walk right into a wall.
 An unexpected one at that. And Bam...it all comes rushing back. This is a process. One I'm told to expect.

So anyway...today is Saturday, isn't it? Since I've retired I have a real difficult time figuring out what day it is.....

Ok now, since I've gone thru the gamut of emotions this week let me add another one here: SICKO...hehe. Yes, my sick sense of humor has not disappeared. When I get over a bout of feeling sad I always resort to reading sick humor (Matt-man of the Bagwine Blog is a good place for that but I digress). I'm sure I've posted these before but I think they're due for a comeback, just in case you have a baby shower coming up, these may be just the thing to get for the lil one.













Oh in case you're all worried bout the computer problems I was having the other day?  I'm sure you were!  They're resolved now.   This blog was typed using my BRAND NEW I MAC!!!!!!!!!!
(It's a wonderful machine!!!  I just have to get used to it and learn all it's functions.....Last night I was jamming with the Garage Band...making my own music!  It's pretty wild!)

Peace

Friday, May 02, 2008

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Paul "Odat" Bunyon


I'm tired. Yes I can say that. I'm retired but tired. I chopped down a tree. Well, not really chopped, but sawed. It started out as me clipping off the bottom branches...and like a barber getting carried away with a haircut, pretty soon all but the top branches are gone. Now I'm looking for a chain saw! There's no stopping me....

Actually this started out as a weed. My hub left it alone, because he thought it would be a good barrier to prevent our neighbors from looking over the fence from their deck into our yard (which is a story for another day!). (We used to be be surrounded by woods until they paved paradise and put up town houses!!)

As you can see this "weed" grew and grew and grew. I used to always snip the bottom branches to prevent me from getting jabbed in the legs every time I opened the gate. And the "Lawn Man" said he'd take care of it for me soon. Well, soon wasn't coming and I was in a fighting mood so I found one of my husband's saws (a very good one at that) and started hacking away. Actually it wasn't as hard as I thought. (My hub's words came to me: "If you have the proper tool, the job is always easy". Words I used to always "Yes Dear" him every time I heard them...."whatever". ) Well...I must say, he WAS right. This saw cut through those branches like butter! Ok well, not exactly, more like slicing hard rye bread with a good serated bread knife. But I was doing it!!! And feeling good. So......some day....it'll be all gone.....I'm working at it.

Peace