Not....So fast

Christmas in California ....2007.....

2008-05-19T11:07:00.000-07:00

2008-04-28T13:33:00.001-07:00

Who links to my website?

Ringing in the New Year

2007-01-02T22:54:00.000-08:00

This was our Christmas Tree
all Merry and Bright....

were we sad to see it leave in a garbage truck today?

no

Run, Pedro, Run

2006-11-19T21:05:00.000-08:00

Once I see a movie, it gets filed way way in the back of my microfesh mind vault, which stays locked....for...ever.

When I attempt to relate the story line, or even a part there of....... well, it gets all long and involved and full of irrelevant detail and pretty soon I have lost my train of thought and my audience and well, you know.

Which leads me to the movie Giant. My first big blockbuster movie. With big blockbuster movie stars. A big epic time line thing with Elizabeth Taylor and Rock Hudson and James Dean and some (almost) pretty good acting. Of all the great stuff going on in that movie, the best scene for me was 'The Thanksgiving dinner'....being forewarned about my desultory thought process, I shall now describe this movie, as best I can....

Leslie (Liz) takes the children home to her family farm (horse ranch) in Kentucky or Virginia or Tennessee. She is taking a break from Bick (Rock) because he is mostly ignoring her and being a little too mysognistic for her fiesty overindulged self.

At the family farm, we are treated with beautiful bucolic scenes of green pastures and white fences complete with a stately white Kentucky,Virginia,Tennessee mansion with the children riding beautiful little horses, playing on rolling vibrant green lawns and feeding farm animals which included a turkey name Pedro.

Fade to the Thanksgiving dinner table. Leslie (Liz) is unhappy because she forgets why she is mad at Bick and misses her hunka hunka man. Her parents are all unhappy, about what, I cannot remember. But the children, all cute and dressed like ~~Indians~~ native Americans, were the only happy ones...

UNTIL, the eyerolling servant grandly enters the dining room presenting a huge platter holding the turkey. A look of horror spreads amongst the children as they realize this is Pedro....whom I guess was a pet after all.

The room now is awash with unhappy folk, but the children trump the adults in unhappiness because they can cry louder and scrunch of their faces better.....

If you have stuck with me this far.

Have a happy one.

Migraines....what do they look like?

2006-11-17T09:03:00.000-08:00

Found this on the web.... as I was trying to get some new info re: the dreaded migraine.

This is Mark Fitzgerald's vision (of his aura) at the onset of a migraine.

So amazing to me, because this is what I see.... only mine is a bright pink superglowing blob. Pink isn't even a good word....Magenta....a pulsating, glowing, neon Magenta blob. When I see this blob, I know what is coming.... Oh God.

I haven't found any new information.... but these are some of my own ideas about my migraines.

1. They are not 'cyclic'... the only cycling I do is on an exercise machine and I actually don't do that either.

2. They don't seem to be food related. As in, Chocolate, Cheese, Wine.....the big three of the migraine culprits....

3. Stress? maybe... who knows. We all tend to make our own stress, outside factors only exacerbate what makes us anxious
4. For some reason, I feel quilty getting them, as if I caused them somehow. As if I'm being melodramatic with the vomiting and sleep of the dead. As if I'm looking for attention .
5. Pity the poor husband standing by, especially when he wants to do something for you....and you just want to be left alone....in a dark room....with four pillows on your head.

KT is starting a Detox Diet (to rejuvenate her cells and ultimately 'feel' better). I'm pretty sure yesterday's migraine was from just thinking about her detox diet.

I bow to you KT.

Be-Bop Kitty

2006-10-19T12:17:00.000-07:00

A sad day… Tomorrow we take BubbaKitty for a euthanasia consult and a last good-bye. He is so very sick and we just can’t see him suffer any longer. So we wait for the end, just so sad for our old cat with the kitten face. He still purrs loudly when we sit with him, he loves us and we love him.

PSA

2006-10-18T10:23:00.001-07:00

Had some kind of weird nuclear test on my thyroid yesterday. They gave me a pill to swallow at 8:00am then I was told to return at 2:00pm for a scan. BUT... I couldn't be around pregnant women or small children for 24 hours because I would be

Oh that's just swell.....a glow in the dark granny

Way

2006-10-16T20:12:00.000-07:00

too cool.....

But check this out........

That's Tia in the lens (6mos pregnant)

Hmmmmmm...Good

2006-10-14T21:23:00.000-07:00

Pumpkin Crisp

2 c canned pumpkin
1 lg can evaporated milk
1/2 c sugar
1/2 c brown sugar
2 tsp pumpkin pie spice
3 eggs
1 box yellow cake mix
1 c toasted, chopped pecans
1 stick butter, melted
-*-*-*-*-*-*
Mix together pumpkin, evaporated milk, sugars, spices and eggs. Spray a 9x13-inch pan with Pam, then pour the mixture above into the pan. Sprinkle the dry cake mix over the mixture. Sprinkle the nuts over the cake mix and gently pat down the nuts/cake mix with your hand. Drizzle all the melted butter as evenly as possible across the top. Bake at 350 degrees for 50-60 minutes, depending your oven. Best eaten the same day... gets mushy

Feet are funny things

2006-10-13T10:37:00.000-07:00

Happy Friday
the 13th

...Some Swell Quotes about Feet...

If God had to give a woman wrinkles. He could at least put them on the soles of her Feet

Any guy that can sweep you off your Feet, can also drop you on your ass

Never put both Feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you don’t have a leg to stand on

Feet don't fail me now

Imagination is the pontoon bridge making way for the timid Feet of reason....(huh?)

Just add water......

2006-07-14T14:17:00.000-07:00

Dear Blog:

A 'few' of the things around the house I've managed to keep alive for more than a year.....

This is a plant we received as a Christmas gift three years ago... I have no idea what 'type' of plant it is.... hardy...that's for sure. The plant has no name, they don't live long enough around here to get names. Except for the Japanese Maple in the front yard... It's name is Fred... in honor of the landscaper who wanted to pull it out, but I refused. I think I'm the only one who knows it's name is Fred.... sorry Fred.

Waited a little too long to take this photo... the blooms were magnificant a week ago. Don't know where I got this (I think a patient brought it to the office).... But it obviously likes the location...needs to be divided.

shouldn't count this...but it is too beautiful, so I must.... Been in our front yard for almost ten years now, and although three months out of the year....not so good.... the remainder of the year, it is gorgeous....

okay....this is Bubba....he has been consuming lots of water. He came as a week-end house guest seventeen years ago. I don't know how old he was...but he wasn't a kitten. We love Bubba and fear his days are winding down.

Summertime Toys

2006-07-13T14:50:00.000-07:00

Dear Blog

Bath toys..... I need to take them out of the upstairs bath. Can't seem to bring myself to do it. Jogs memories of some wet, happy, giggly, splashy times.

This guy
Love him
He'll never be tossed out.....

good hocus pocus

Family is too far away

2006-07-12T19:55:00.000-07:00

Dear Blog.....

Matthew and me

Picture taken at the upper pond at Dover...
Times with the grandchildren too far and few between

sigh

Beelzebub has a devil for a sideboard

2006-07-10T15:45:00.000-07:00

Dear Blog

I don't begrude growing old... not as much as I would begrude 'not growning old'...but I really have to wonder about some stuff. Like, when your age is judged by the songs you like. An employee in the office doesn't know who Freddy Mercury is..... This person is
only 23 years old..... and because I did know who Freddy Mercury was.... I must be old

WHAT?? Here is a news flash my friend....

DH is SIXTY-THREE and he doesn't know who Freddy Mercury is...... but he knows who
uh...uh....uh James Brown is (sorry, couldn't think of his name for a moment).

So maybe I do know who Freddy Mercury is (was).....the truth is, all these years I thought the 'title' of this entry to be lyrics from Bohemian Rhapsody. It wasn't until Google (all hail!) came into my life, did I learn the real words...

'Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me'

So at this point (who ever you are reading this) you are saying (in your head).... and......the......point ?

Well, I.... just..... don't..... know...... I'm so off track. But I do know this... The other person in the office did know Freddy Mercury and remarked..."Oh yeah, he acted like a real flamer on stage, but sang great stuff"

Hellooooo? Queen?

I'm going to link google to this site, just as soon as I learn how.....

just to redeem myself

This is my first post ever in the world..... can you tell? :)