Friday, June 26, 2015
Gasp ~! She's ALIVE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't faint y'all.
I know it's been ages and I haven't been posting as much as I used to .
Part of it is that life sometimes gets in the way and when the dust settles there , I find I need some quiet time..I can't focus enough to post something here and frankly, I have certain standards..even for this teeny self posted bit oh fluff .
Then there are times when there is nothing going on...nada...zip..and why bother.
These are the times that I should be grateful for . Yes, it seems boring to go to work Monday through Friday, come home , do the usual routine and the usual weekend variation. We , knock on wood aren't getting the middle of the night dreaded calls and other than knee replacement issues , my father in law is in fine shape for his age. Gordy and I are in pretty good shape save allergies, arthritis and things that are natural to the 55 and over . The house and car are fine. Jobs are fine . Gracie Marie is fine . But we know that this is the time of life when things can change on a dime.
We are grateful for the moments of genuine calmness.
We have friends and loved ones with real family /friends issues, some medical , some permanent as in the big dirt nap version .
I am a bit more motivated to yap here , when the mood strikes so you have been warned.
Waving from Houston.
Monday, June 01, 2015
Monday, May 18, 2015
It's hard to believe that it's been 35 years since that bitch had the mother of all hissy fits. Pullman is south of Spokane by about 80 miles or so so you'd have to pick a spot between Spokane and Ritzville to get an idea of where I was in all of this.
NOTE " Sistah, I know that isn't really accurate but WTF..other than us and you guys, no one that reads this tripe has any idea of there WSU is...I'm just sort of going for a frame of reference here ..."
I remember how quickly it got dark...as in oh dark thirty dark...early afternoon. I thought okay..massive rain storm headed for the Paloose ..and then it hit me.
No birds, no crickets, no frogs, no cats nor dogs.
The world hit the mute button .
Missy and Oogie were hiding in my closet . Nothing would get those 2 cats out for over 24 hours. I think I actually moved their box, food and water in there for them.
Then, I think the Civil Alarm siren went off. Maybe not, but I think it did. Doty said if we ever heard that to haul ourselves to the office...so I did.
Sistah and I worked together in the same building, I for the campus switchboard and Sistah for the campus pd. All I knew was that something was going on...
Now remember, this is before cell phones, the net, e mail , pc and all of that .Yes we had computers but that was back in the days of keypunch, Cobol and Fortran. If you wanted to talk to your folks/family/hottie you got lucky with at the Tavern ( dating myself..you bettcha) you called on a phone, now commonly referred to as a"land line". ..or you wrote a letter.
Yeah , the Dark Ages.
We soon found out that Mt. St Helens had blown and I remember thinking the younger version of SFW..that's down on Oregon.
I had no idea that we were in the path of the ash . All I knew was that I was in the process of leaving Pullman,,,and how the hell were we going to paint the apt so I could get my deposits back. Having moved all my life courtesy of Uncle Sam, painting in/out was absolutely ingrained into me. Luckily the Professor who owned the building was understanding and it was not an issue.
We got used to hosing our clothes off before washing to not mess up the water hoses/plumbing. When you are in your 20's , your sense of modesty may not be as well developed as you might think . Everyone was having to do it so it so it became normal.
Trudging through ash..normal. Figuring out whose car would be the best one to make the beer run before the air filter gave out..normal. I do remember Colfax County cops blowing the shit out of their patrol cars before they realized what the ash was doing to the air filters..yep..
If you've ever watched " Dante's Peak" , that's pretty close to accurate.
It was a hell of a ride.
Have what ever kind of week you want to .
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
The Tree Of 40 Fruit Produces 40 Varieties Of Stone Fruit
Oh my word , I want this .
I know, I know , allergies bite and all of that but have ever seen such a beauty ? And the fruit..bonus !
Yes , ear I know what you are thinking but I have Mr. Trejo and Cindy's tree guy info so I could get it all squared away . The damn pine trees in the backyard would be history buddy.Wouldn't that be pretty with the jasmine and Andy's plumbago on the arbor ?
Well, I can dream can't I ?
Aunty Pol .
Monday, May 04, 2015
Thursday, April 16, 2015
Yes, another Bundt pan.
It's a freakin Dragon ......MUST POSSESS !
So , me being me, I of course pulled the trigger on this on and it is on it's way.
Now in all honesty, it has been years as in before we got hitched that I have done any serious piping work . I doubt that I have the patience to be honest , but to be fair , I was fairly good at it . Did that stop me in any way from buying this ?
HAVE YOU MET ME ?
I can see this as a simple unfrosted cake with berries and or chocolate sauce on the side so I am not going to over think this ( honest honey..lol ) . It's just that it's a DRAGON !
I has to has it .
Thursday, April 02, 2015
I have not been able to post here for a couple of months because of some f up where Blogger only recognized Gordy's name on the home PC and hisself doesn't have a blog that I know of ..lol.
I follow Miss Laurie on IBKC and after reading the update on the Lumkins..they are all improved from the ringworm btw and almost all are now in their forever homes...poor lambs, it's been a long 6 months for them.
Anyhoo...I was able to resign into Google under my own creds so here I am.
At home , on vacay ...screwing off as it were.I have genuinely missed siting here with a cig and a cuppa coffee , it's just not the same at the office writing here...work being what it is .
I'm such a lil drone....NOT.
The weather is the perfect spring that we get to enjoy for hopefully 10 days or so, the Bluebonnets are all in glorious bloomage in the Hill Country, the beds at the Casa are done, house repainted so life other than pollen from which there is no escape is pretty damn good right now.
Of course I should be doing laundry and all the mundane shit that is known as real life, and I will but not all at once.
I have learned the hard way to not push myself when I am off..the leg and the back won't take it any more and it's just not worth the torture .
I have a mental list..what I want to do , need to do and what ain't happening . Somewhere in the middle is reality and I know what I need his help with but our weekend is full.
Saturday is my birthday..yep..the big 6 0 .While I know that age really is just a number, parts of me dread the process...my solution is to fight it with grace and to take better care of myself ...let's hear it for facials every other Saturday...they rock ! Vain....you bet your ass I am .
It's a good thing that we have plans because there is a certain sadness that I am feeling this year. I miss my fathers phone calls for my birthday , we lost my stepmother on my birthday and Easter 1981 was the last time I actually spoke to my mother before she passed.
Hell of a trifecta.
Jere Lee , Gordy and I are going to Dosey Doe to see Mike Zito Saturday night and I will enjoy Gordy being there for the first time to experience Mike in one of the most perfect acoustic venues in the country...and their Kobe burger rocks.
Sunday is the Shell Open which he and the Moron will attend , thanks Jim for the tickets so I know if there is a bit of a melt down , I will have some privacy for a good old boo hoo...yeah , I am self aware..and I feel better afterwards in some weird ass way.
Have a wonderful holiday in what ever way you choose .