Sunday, March 30, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I had planned to write about the demolition of an old home I had the privilege of being in a couple days ago but the words won't come.
I did write about it, but it's on my other blog. If you're interested, you can read it here.Meanwhile, I thought I'd share a couple pictures of it:
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Our high temperature today was somewhere in the 50's, plenty warm enough for me to grab my camera and get ideas of what items left outside was ravaged by the harsh winter and how much outside cleanup will have to take place within the next couple of weeks. So, while hubby was checking the riding mower batteries and doing things to it that only men know how to do when they're trying to avoid getting started early on Spring cleanup, here are a few things I checked out:
Why is it that the weeds always have so much more vim and vigor than flowers? I know dandelions must be the weight lifters of the plant family. How else could they be strong enough to muscle out and push aside flowers with such large bulbs? It is obvious to me that I still have a lot of dead leaf and plant raking, fresh mulching and lots of outdoor painting and all-around sprucing up to do..
I posted more photos on Webshots if you want to take a look: http://community.webshots.com/album/562845815HGWVWX?vhost=community
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
I previously posted an old photo of myself at age 13 and remarked that I was ugly but had good legs at that time. My good friend, Janet, asked me whether I knew what happened to those legs. Then she, as only the best of friends will do, warned me of what had happened. It's frightening, to say the least. I will share with you what she has discovered and hope it's not too late for you:
This is a serious theft problem, and it's happening all across the country. I thought you probably needed to know. This is no hoax, it happened to ME! No kidding, it really did!Theft Problem - IMPORTANT MESSAGE:You've heard about people who have been abducted and hadtheir kidneys removed by black-market organ thieves. My thighs were stolen from me during the night a few yearsago. I went to sleep and woke up with someone else'sthighs. It was just that quick. The replacements had thetexture of cooked oatmeal. Whose thighs were these andwhat happened to mine? I spent the entire summer lookingfor my thighs. Finally, hurt and angry, I resignedmyself to living out my life in jeans. And then thethieves struck again.My butt was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they took pains to match my new rear-end to the thighs they hadstuck me with earlier. But my new butt was attached atleast three inches lower than my original! I realizedI'd have to give up my jeans in favor of longskirts.Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched. One morning I was fixing my hair and was horrified to see the flesh of my upper arm swing to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This was really getting scary - my body was being replaced one section at a time. What could they do to me next?When my poor neck suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a turkey neck, I decided to tell my story. Women of the world, wake up and smell the coffee! Those 'plastic' surgeons are using REAL replacement body parts -stolen from you and me! The next time someone you know has something 'lifted', look again - was it lifted from you?THIS IS NOT A HOAX. This is happening to women everywhere every night.WARN YOUR FRIENDS! P.S. Last year I thought some one had stolen my Boobs. I was lying in bed and they were gone! But when I jumped out of bed, I was relieved to see that they had just been hiding in myarmpits as I slept. Now I keep them hidden in my waistband. I implore you, what would we women do without friends like Janet? LOL!
Above is a little clip of my brother, his wife, my hubby and myself having a little fun the last time we were together. I can guarantee you that my sister-in-law will try to strangle me the next time we see each other. At least they have on sunglasses and are somewhat incognito! LOL!
I tried to put it inside this post but, computer illiterate that I am, couldn't figure it out.
Last but not least, don't forget to leave a comment on this blog to qualify you for this month's drawing, or monthly giftaway!
Monday, March 17, 2008
And here's something new for me - I've decided to sell some of our antiques online through Ecrater. I'll also be listing some of my artwork, trash to treasure items, etc. Here's the link: http://oldtimestudios.ecrater.com/ . I'll be adding things through out this week and hope you check back. You'll probably also be able to tell that I'm not quite finished setting up but you'll get the idea. Right now I only have three jeweled bottles (one is vintage) and an old milk can with a spigot listed. The milk can is cool. If I had a place to keep it, I would. I can only imagine the ones with spigots are few and far between, as this one is the first and only one I've seen.
I'm also happy that so many of you enjoyed my story about my cousin finding me! I'm thrilled and am flattered that they searched so hard to find us. I love you, Annabel! I promise, I'll get an email to you tomorrow!!!!
Thanks again, everyone, for stopping by!
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
The weather's been crazy again, hasn't it???!! Wouldn't you know that, the day after we buy 200 more gallons of propane, the temps would decide to lurk in the 60's. I trimmed up some of our trees (as far as I could reach - although a ladder was propped up against one of our apple trees, I decided I wasn't that stupid...) and shrubs yesterday. And, although my back and hands might disagree, I really didn't overdo it. I left the clippings for my hubby to clean up. ;->
Well, I have to tell you, I fell in love with Tracy's dressed-up bottles when I first saw them. It was no surprise to me when her blog was featured in Artful Blogging Magazine. They inspired me to jump into my pile of old and broken jewelry and my aptly-marked box of Cool-Stuff-I-Don't-Know-What-to-do-with-Yet and come up with my own bottle jewelry. This is what I've done so far:
Friday, March 7, 2008
My hubby had been working out back the other day when he excitedly burst into the back door. "Look out the window!" he instructed, "You'll want to get a picture of that!" He pointed to a huge hawk sitting on a post in the field next to us. It was sitting calmly, wings fully expanded, simply experiencing the feel of the wind through his feathers.
I had never before witnessed a bird of any kind holding such a pose for an extended length of time.
Hubby grabbed the camera, took aim through the window and the hawk flew away as if purposely dodging the lens. "I'll take the camera outside with me and will get his picture if he comes back," he said as I nodded in approval, wondering whether we would be so lucky to capture such a shot.
When he later came in to hand me the camera, he told me that he had managed to get some pictures but the hawk never returned for him to snap that awesome pose we had earlier witnessed. I thought I'd share with you what he had stored for me in the camera: Do you see it???? Me neither.
*Sigh!* So much for a climactic captivation.
Meanwhile: Look what I got in yesterday's mail!!!
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Living in a small town spoils you. If you've moved from a larger area, you are amused at local people who consider having two people in front of you at the grocery counter a long line and may feel out of place when you realize everyone around you went to school together.
Although small town living may not be for everyone, I prefer country roads and quiet streets to racing against vehicles in five other lanes of traffic in hopes of clearing the next light before it turns red. I love the fact that it's a big deal when the next town over doubles its police force with the addition of two new officers.
Bristol, Tennessee is large enough that you may not have to use a magnifying glass to find it on the map (I think the name "Bristol" may be in bold type on a state map) but it's still small enough to carry that certain charm and security - lots of security in the knowledge that our last homicide was four years ago.
So, imagine our surprise - and horror - when we heard that someone had shot and killed four people at a local apartment building before killing himself. And one of those people now dead was my husband's closest and dearest childhood friends. Although they haven't run around together in years, my sweetheart is feeling a loss from deep within.
I have heard the stories many times over, of two friends outrunning the local police chief on curvy country side roads. Of sneaking out (and later in) late at night to do those things that mischievous teenage boys do. Of girl-chasing, Chevy lusting and when Roy fell in love, moved to Illinois but later returned to this area when his marriage failed.
Roy's funeral is tomorrow. Please pray for his family and friends, for all those whose loved ones were killed in this horrific situation, and for the family of the young man who later turned the gun on himself. What pain all these people must be in, as well as the neighbors who once felt secure in their homes.
In case you are interested, the story is here.