Tuesday, March 31, 2009
1st Lady: I told you about my husband Mike, right?
2nd Lady: Your husband died?
1st Lady: No. I asked if I told you.
2nd Lady: What about her?
1st Lady: Him.
2nd Lady: I meant, what about him?
1st Lady: He saw the e-mail my aunt sent, so now we have to have a long talk.
I was through washing my hands at this point and had to leave but I did see one come out and she was quite old, so maybe that explains some of it.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Yeah, ouch, my eyes hurt. I hope you weren't eating. Well being the tenacious type, I kept looking, googling all sorts of things, and saw the name "Danny K." Well I recognized that as being the name of the little purse from San Diego. I found their site and it was really cool! You pick out the shape and size you want and then you pick out a material and they put it together for you. And for all that it's really not very expensive. And my new purse just got here about an hour ago:
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Later today (Thursday) or on Friday there is supposed to be a blizzard in the Texas panhandle. I know! You never hear the word blizzard here. Well, you do on the national news, but not about any place in Texas. They said there would be wind up to 50 mph with an accumulation of about a foot. My question is, with 50 mph winds, how does the snow accumulate? Does it accumulate 50 miles away? If the wind is that strong, how does the snow ever reach the ground? I shouldn't have dropped that Earth Science class. The panhandle of Texas is not anywhere near me, but it's in Texas, which means if it happens, that's all that will be on the news, so if Jennifer Aniston elopes with Mick Jagger, somebody should send me an e-mail.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
I mentioned a few posts back that I've been going through a big introspective phase. Or maybe I didn't. I drink a lot of beer. But I was thinking about my two "failed" marriages. I put that in quotation marks because although divorces are considered failed marriages by default, I wouldn't change a thing. And what I came up with is My Theory About Failed Marriages. It is this:
- People waste their time trying to adjust their mate when they should be trying to adjust to their mate.
So that's it, in a nutshell. I think Dr. Phil would be proud of me. Except for the beer. He hates that.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Yes, that's a spiderweb Halloween light decoration on a house. I took that picture TODAY. Oh, it's after midnight so I guess I took it yesterday, but, still!
On Collard Greens: I can't remember if I told you guys that I read about a fancy southern-style restaurant called Buttons that has collards. Well we went there Monday night because My Sweetie is on Spring Break. Because of his classes we can't eat out during the week and I hate crowds so we saved it. By the way, if you click the link you will love the song that plays. I promise.
So this is me dancing with the statues outside of the restaurant:
This is my plate. As you can see I have TWO sides of collards:
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
The kit is probably available at any hardware store and is actually a kit for making a lamp out of anything so if you are using it to change out your touch control lamp you won't use every single piece. It was a very simple installation and I will give you some tips here that will not be on the instructions.
1) Lay your lamp out and lay out the new parts and you will see that you can keep some of your parts and just add the new things.
2) Use some sort of wire cutters to make it simpler to pull the old cord and parts from the lamp.
3) Make sure you don't attach anything until the new cord is threaded through your lamp base.
4) If you have very narrow areas in your lamp base like I did (it was only about 1/2 inch diameter) you will have a hard time threading the cord through it. I took a rubber coated wire, made it very straight and ran that through from the top then attached that to the electrical cord with a small piece of masking tape to pull it through. If you start with this method it will save you a lot of time. If you don't have wire, straighten a cheap metal coat hanger.
I hope this information is helpful. I think the kit was around $12. Now I have my pretty lamp back with a basic push through switch:
Feel free to ask me any questions, and if you are getting here late, just e-mail me. My e-mail address is on my profile. Good luck!
Lately for some reason I've been using the internet like someone with an actual brain. I've mentioned that every night (like a demented addict) I look at the astronomy picture of the day on the NASA website. The descriptions always have a bunch of links and last night I clicked on the link Kepler's prediction and that made me want to look up Jonathan Swift and then I started reading about the English king of his time and then I started reading about all the kings and queens that followed and so I was learning all this history that may come in handy when I watch "Jeopardy" on TV.
I also like to do internet sleuthing. I like to see a picture or skyline in a movie or TV commercial and try to find out what the city is. There was a commercial on tonight and I tried to do that and while checking to see if it was some odd angle out of Central Park, I found this New York city real estate site. I've been having a blast looking at these apartments. One is even as "cheap" as $530,000.
Going to back to all that history I was reading about, I didn't realize there were so many wars. I mostly know of 20th century wars and a few old British ones like The War of the Roses but that was just the tip of the iceberg. Have you ever heard of The Second Anglo-Dutch War or The War of the Spanish Succession? And there are a lot more. Some of them had better names like War of the Quadruple Alliance, but I guess with so many wars they couldn't come up with fun names for all of them. And they were always warring about everything. My guess is the English grew tired of all those wars and that's why they became so polite. See, I'm learning a lot on the internet. Like someone with an actual brain.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Sunday, March 08, 2009
1) Camping: Man I used to be the camping queen, young and sweet since before 17. (OUCH! My apologies to ABBA!) My family first started camping on a regular basis after we bought our boat in 1974. Dad named it "Frawg" because it was something I used to say. (What happened was, when the expression "gross" came out, my best friend and I overused it so much, her mom told us we could not use it anymore, so we substituted "frawg.") Anyway, I camped off and on with different people as I grew up, and by the time I reached my second husband, I was a camping scientist. I had a 1982 white Mustang hatchback and could pack it with firewood, tent, ice chest, food, clothes, sleeping bag, rolled-up foam sleeping pads, fold out chairs, cook stove, lantern and more. To this day I can make anything fit into any space. So when was the last time I went camping? I dunno. Maybe 1993? I know I went in 1991, because that's what I chose to do for my 30th birthday. I probably went a few times after that but can't remember anything specific.
And now? You couldn't pay me to go camping. Well okay, you could, but you'd have to pay me a lot! That's my step-dad on the left and my now 24-year-old daughter standing behind me:
2) Bowling: I used to bowl on a regular basis since I was 14. I have my own ball and shoes and towel and powder and everything. I'm not sure how the bowling tapered off. It was probably a vanity thing when I gained weight and didn't want people to focus on my giant butt. Or maybe various old age aches and stuff. I don't really miss bowling in a bowling alley because now I can bowl at home on my Wii. And I can bowl left-handed and not hurt my thumb. I'm maybe 29 in this picture:
Friday, March 06, 2009
Thursday, March 05, 2009
My day started a tad late, but not too late. I was about 5 minutes later than usual getting to the church to pick up the food. But there was a new sheet there. A sign-in sheet that had three sections. One for my signature, one for my route and one for the time I left the church. And there was a note on there that said, "Remember the food arrives at 10:30." I was all "Really? since when? No one told me!" I've probably been there 3 dozen times at 11:00 and had to wait 10 or 15 minutes for the food to arrive, so I always get there about 11:15 to 11:20. I saw on the sheet that two people had signed their time as 10:40, which made me think that the food must really get there now at 10:30. I felt like an errant child that had been caught at something. It wasn't a good start to my day.
Then I caught the damn train:
Since I already felt LATE, catching the train just made me more tense. Everything went fine from there until I got to one house and got no response. I followed procedure, which ends with calling into MOW, and they said they had called in the cancellation to the church, so being the honest knucklehead that I am, I just blurted out, "Oh! Okay! I was freaked out by the sign-in sheet and didn't even look at the cancellation sheet. My bad!"
Then I got a text from my daughter asking if we could have another goofy game afternoon and I said, "Sure, I'll call when my errands are done." After lunch I returned the printer cable I didn't need to Best Buy and then went to the fabric store. I called my daughter and she was on the other side of town. I was all, "I thought we were going to play games!" and she said "How about in two hours?" UHm, no. That would have been 5:30. I was pretty disappointed because we had so much fun last time and I had been really looking forward to it.
So I grabbed a beer at Logan's and got two side salads to add to the dinner I was going to make (I'm addicted to their house dressing) and came home. I got home around 4:30 and saw I had a message on my home phone from my special MOW lady and the message had come in at 12:26. It was a very long distraught message about water all over her bathroom floor and she hadn't been upstairs in 4 days and had no idea how long it had been leaking, etc, etc,. So here it is, prime rush hour time, her house is 15 miles away, and I'm trying to come up with some good ideas and sort of panicing, but when I called her, she had already called her Thursday MOW guy and he had come and turned off the water and put towels down.
And it was the toilet valve that was leaking. I had also been freaked out because that was one of her bathrooms that I had replaced a faucet, so I had worried it was something I had done, but I have not touched that toilet. (I had worked on her toilet downstairs.) Anyway her Thursday MOW guy will be there later today and he is going to help her out and if she needs me she can call me.
So when he asked, "What were the highs?" I really couldn't think of anything. But I did finish my crossword puzzle in 30 minutes with only 7 writeovers (I use a pen).
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
This is for VioletSky who commented on the last one that my comics "have definitely stood the test of time." Well, one of them had prices on it from 12 years ago. I hope all this exposition doesn't spoil the joke: