Thursday, June 9, 2016

Harvesting a small pineapple

I like to eat pineapples and bananas!

Thursday, May 12, 2016

It's Twilight Time...

It's cooler here this twilight, thank God for that. I just made a chicken soup for mom, and chile con carne for the menfolk. The dogs ate, then I got the ointment box out. Slinky saw it and lay down as if I had shot him or something.  I put the ointment in Slinky's eyes, and he acted like I was killing him. As soon as it was over, he said, "Okay! Gimme some broccoli!" and I said, "I never promised you any."

Slinky: "But you ALWAYS give me broccoli after you put that stuff in my eyes!"

Me: "That doesn't mean I have to give you broccoli."

Slinky: "Jeff! She said "broccoli"!!! She said "broccoli"!!! Yippeee!!!! We're getting broccoli! We're getting broccoli!!" and off he dashed to the kitchen, was waiting for me, dancing around in the kitchen
, and seeing as how I got duped, I gave in and tossed him a piece of broccoli. Then Jeff showed and looked at me.

Jeffy: "Did some one say "broccoli"?

Me: "I didn't give you any medications, Jeff. I gave Slinky some and he got broccoli, that's all."

Jeffy: "I"m ready for mine!" and sat down in attention.

So, of course, I had to give him some, too. I don't know how it happens that no matter which one gets medicine, they BOTH get treats.

A dog's life is a great thing, ain't it!

(Slinky after I put ointment in his eyes. Doesn't he look pathetic?)

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

I'm Gonna...

Eddie arrives, I know because the dogs are wagging their tails. Well, Slinky is, Jeff only has a little stump. Then Eddie comes strolling in, grabs me by the waist and is singing and dancing with me...
I can't dance, he can't sing, but we don't care!!

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Crochet Shawl: With or Without?

With or without picots?

This is not my design. It's from

So, what do you think, do I continue the edging with the picots, or leave plain? I'm thinking picots, and you?

Sunday, January 17, 2016

When a Commercial Fails Its Mission

Pepsi has a new commercial, have you heard it? Papapapapa, papapapapa, etc. They failed miserably. Why? Because it makes me think of COCA-COLA, not Pepsi. Each and every time, I think Coke. The music just smacks of Coca-cola, certainly not Pepsi.

Coke Coke Coke Coke Coke.

Same thing happened years ago, with a Mazda commercial, I think it was. Two cars, black and white, the black following the white on a street, and you hear the song,
"Me and my shadow, strolling down the avenue!"

Failure! It made me think of the Dodge Shadow each and every time. Not Mazda. Somebody just wasn't thinking...

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

I Like Boring Days

*(:| yawn I like boring days... *(:| yawn

It means that the dogs haven't treed a cat (and I have to save it).
It means that Son #1 isn't stranded Somewhere with the keys in the trunk (I can't find the spare!).
It means Son #2 has no health problems.
It means Beloved Husband is coming home early.
It means that even the reports I proofread are tedious= no having to call Adult Protective Services because another senior is being abused.
It means Mom's sugar hasn't gone down and fallen.
It means Slinky isn't running down the street like a nut, and me chasing (yeah, right!) after him.
It means no calls from son's girlfriend that a tire exploded in the middle of a freeway.
It means that the cat isn't going to suddenly jump on Mom's lap and freak her out.
It means Beloved Husband's family hasn't shown up unannounced when my house is a wreck, esp. if Slinky "didn't make it" and "it" is in the entrance.

It means just another peaceful day, with a warm breeze (haha, BFD) coming from the not-so-distant sea, it beckons me.
It means I can sit and make my daughter, who is expecting, a nice neck warmer.
It means I can listen to a soothing voice read the Bible while I make the neck warmer.
It means I can dream nice dreams, placid dreams, beach dreams, heaven dreams, any dreams.

*(:| yawn*(:| yawn*(:| yawn

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Dr Chaps, Remembering Those Who Died "In Flanders Fields"

Remembering those who died "In Flanders Fields"

The Flanders Poppy is a red flower that grew on battlefields in World War I over the place where many died in service to their country.

In honor of Veterans Day, I wish to honor all those who served, and those who still serve, by re-publishing a poem from 1915, written by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army:

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

[Dr. Chaps' comment:  Happy Veterans Day.  Let's defend the Constitution as they did.]

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Finished the Crochet Blankie

Took a while, but it's here. All I have to do is wrap it. 

Proverbs 15:3 The eyes of the LORD are in every place, beholding the evil and the good.

Monday, August 24, 2015

7 Point Crochet Blankie

So far... Started with white again, and will continue with it for a few more rounds. I make this by mistake. It's supposed to be a 6-point star blankie, but I've never made one by starting with a circle, and it just seemed to come out this way.

So, more white. For now.