Sunday, November 30, 2008
So, sore ankle and knee and me had to get ready for the kids coming out for a homemade pizza party. Jim was a big help but when it comes to the cooking, he is kind of a fish out of water. We have a deal. I cook and he cleans up. He definitely has the worst end of the deal - I'm a messy cook. Fortunately I had done a lot of the prep work yesterday, cooking the hamburger, italian sausage, & sausage yesterday and chopping the green onions, green pepper, and black olives yesterday too. I make my pizza dough from scratch - you know the kind that uses yeast - it is more work but it is SO worth it!
The kids and their families showed up around 1:30 and we visited and snacked for awhile. A couple of hours later I rolled out the dough. That is when the fun began. The kids "built" the pizza. Imagine a 3 year old, 2 five year olds, a 9 year old, and a 10 year old putting the toppings on pizza. Oh, yea and a screaming one year old in the background. At this point I was almost (but not quite) glad that Julie and her 4 kids didn't make it. I'm not too sure what we would have done with 4 more kids throwing toppings around. It was wild!
We chowed down on the best pizza in the whole world and then topped it off with hot brownies topped with vanilla icecream. YUM!
And now I am sitting with my bum foot propped up. The swelling isn't nearly as bad as I expected. What a wonderful day!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Well, I had one of those nights last night.
I dreamed strange dreams all night long, and yet this morning I can only remember one of them. It was such a silly dream, though, as dreams usually are.
My friend Patti was leaving after a visit. Jim was up by the barn. I was doing laps around the circle drive. As Patti got into her car, I saw something off in the woods. I exclaimed like a little girl, "Oh look! A moonster!" The monster looked a little like this, only he was orange (and no he wasn't an OCHA lol).
Anyway, Jim came running out of the barn and screamed, get in a tree, get in a tree, hurry!!!!! He'll kill you! Then more and more of the monsters came running out of the woods. Patti, crouches down next to her car (why she didn't get in is beyond me, but it was a dream ya know...) I ran from tree to tree and realized that after the severe trimming of the lower branches that we did recently, there was no way to pull myself up into a tree. So I climbed onto a stump that was about 3 inches tall and crouched down (yea, that will save me...) And the dream ended...
Ok, now get out of here - you expected something good and this is all I have :p
Friday, November 28, 2008
Chicagolady gave me an "Encouraged" award. Thank you lady! I hope every person whose blog I read (you know who you are...) will grab this award. If I read your blog, then it means your words encourage me that this world is a good place to live in. I wouldn't be reading your blog if it didn't.
Here is the award. If you are reading this, please take it - you deserve it!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
So we sit down with our coffee and he starts talking:
Don: I didn't want to say anything but now that I have my life back, I want to let you know...
Me: What is it Don? Let me know what?
Don: Well you remember when I was in the hospital with pneumonia? I talked to you when I got out? I was embarrassed to say anything...
Me: What are you talking about Don... embarrassed about what?
Don: Well Doug (his son-in-law) picked me up at the hospital and took me home. Next day I went to the Post Office to get my mail and my box was locked. I couldn't get in it at all. So I asked the postmast what was going on. He was very embarrassed and showed me papers that showed Doug had power of attorney. He had me declared incompetent while I was in the hospital
Me: He what!!!!!!!!!! (This man is the sharpest 83 year old I have ever known.)
Don: Yep. I couldn't write a check, use a credit card, get my mail... he had total control of me.
Me: How is that possible?
Don: Well it seems in the great State of Missouri that a person can be declared incompetent if someone says so and one Dr. backs it up.
Me: Oh man... What did you do and why didn't you tell us?
Don: I hired the best lawyer I could find. I was embarrassed. i didn't want anyone to know until I got it sorted out.
Don: There is one rich lawyer out there now and I have my life back. I still have a lot to do today. I want to check my lock box at the bank and see if he took anything from it. I have to get my credit cards reinstated. And I have to get my life insurance policy changed. The name of Doug will be removed as beneficiary of my $100,000 life insurance policy today. I'd better not die between here and the insurance company... I've already changed my will.
Me: Wow, you would think you could trust family.
Don: Well, I want you to know he isn't family. He is Arlene's (his late wife)daughter's husband. He is nothing to me.
Me: Why did he do that? Do you know?
Don: He thinks I was spending his inheritance frivolously. I bought a CAT (big machinery) for $20K, a wood splitter, and a tractor recently. All of which I've never gotten to use because it is at his house. And I'm buying CD's for college courses that are not accredited. I'm learning about Anthropology right now - do you want the CD's when I'm dong (errrrr not really lol). He thought that was a waste of money. And my lady friend's daughter was in an abusive relationship and I paid the $1200 fee for a lawyer.
Me: It's your money...
Don: Damn right it is. And he won't see a dime now!
Me: Did he use your credit cards?
Don: I hope so. I have no problem turning his name into a number.
Me: I'm glad you have a lady friend.
Don: Well we are just friends. (then he kinda glanced down....) This thing wouldn't work even if we weren't just friends... I sure wish I was 30 years younger. But if that was the case, I'd be running after you....
Me: LOL I'd probably let you catch me.
Don: I just wanted to let you know what has been going on. Tell the Mr. he is a lucky man. I may be crazy, but I'm not senile.
So I hugged him and headed out, thinking just how crazy life can get at times. I called him today to invited him to join us for Thanksgiving. He replied that I was the 4th person to call and holidays were family and he wouldn't come. I begged and he wouldn't... He's quite a guy. I want to be like him when I'm 80.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
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Tuesday, November 18, 2008
We were invited to a "small get together" tonight. OK, I like free food and good conversation, so we said alright!
What we didn't know was this "small get together" was 100 or so people and the food was catered by the owner of a renowned Boston Italian Restaurant - Dolce Vita Ristorante www.dolcevitaristorante.com .I kid you not! The Graceffa family were visiting Jim's boss and decided to treat his family and friends. There were 14 of them in all - some from Boston and some from Michigan. The owner of Doce Vita Ristorante, Franco, MC'd the event. They had an 82 year old accordian player and singer, Antonio. He was walking around and singing to all the ladies. I put my hand over my heart (be still my heart). He was so cute - in an 80+ year old way... They were talking about the fact that he was in a movie many years ago. The movie was call The Stiff or something like that and it was about a funeral home. I've searched the web and haven't found anything about it. I take my camera everywhere. I keep it in my car. So, where was my camera tonight? In my car. What did we drive? Jim's truck (sigh). Oh well.
We had a really good time and the food was soooo good! We had salad, Italian sausage, pasta and the most wonderful meatballs I have ever tasted. I didn't know very many people there because they were mostly people Jim work with, but it was a great opportunity to meet some interesting people. (burp) Oh, excuse me! lol did I mention that the food was great?
"Raynaud's disease is a condition that causes some areas of your body — such
as your fingers, toes, tip of your nose and your ears — to feel numb and cool in
response to cold temperatures or stress. In Raynaud's disease, arteries that
supply blood to your skin narrow, limiting blood circulation to affected areas. "
Raynaud's disease is more than simply having cold hands and cold feet, and it's not the same as frostbite. Signs and symptoms of Raynaud's depend on the frequency, duration and severity of the blood vessel spasms that underlie the disorder. Signs and symptoms include:
Sequence of color changes in your skin in response to cold or stress
Numb, prickly feeling or stinging pain upon warming or relief of stress."
Simply put, if I get cold, my fingers and toes get numb and I can't feel a thing. It is such a nuisance! Why am I blogging about this now? Well the cold weather is here and I have had nonstop Raynauds. It is difficult to type (try to imagine not being able to feel the keys when you hit them because your fingers are numb). It is difficult to eat, especially in restaurants. Restaurants are a year round problem. They typically keep the temperature low and if the temperatures drop to around 60, I am doomed. It is almost impossible to hold a spoon or fork or worse cut meat when fingers are numb. I have a pair of wool gloves that stay in my purse year round. I may look wacky when I pull them out in the middle of summer, but they usually do the trick. And walking? Well it becomes a nightmare. When the toes are numb, it is like walking on a brick of ice or something. It is very difficult to describe. I don't even try to wear dress shoes in the winter. They don't provide nearly enough protection. Socks and lace up shoes usually do the trick. I stay away from the insulated boots, though. They make me TOO hot.
This is a picture I got from the Mayoclinic to give you an idea of what the disease looks like - no, it is not my hands but it could be.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
So now I have redone the design a bit and made it smaller. I dread loading it on the machine and hearing thunk again. But I'm a positive thinking person and once I quit procrastinating and get my butt back up to The Loft and try again it is going to stitch out like a dream. Really it is.... and if it doesn't, Marmie will probably hear my scream in the UK and Ausie will hear me Down Under!
It worked! One dozen hats later, I'm back to finish the post. Jim wouldn't pose for me, so I enlisted my buddy bear to do it for me (I'm going to just have to get a squirrel stuffie for such things lol)
Friday, November 14, 2008
Here are the rules:
1. Put your music on shuffle
2. For each question - press the next button to get your answer
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!!
IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY? The Man I Love - Etta James (sing it Etta! and I always check with Jim first)
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY? Fire On High - ELO (need I say more...)
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY? I'm Bad - Bo Diddly (again, need I say mmore...)
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY? The Long Run - Eagles (yep, I feel like I've run the long run. I was hoping I Feel Good by James Brown would pop up but no such luck)
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE? Give Me One Reason - Tracy Chapman (just give me one good reason and that is all it takes for me to do something...)
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO? Saddle My Pony - Taj Majal (Hi Ho Silver - Away!)
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU? Can't be Satisfied - George Thorogood (not enough blogs or friends to satisfy this little lady - keep em coming friends!)
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN? It's Only Make Believe - Glen Campbell (that about sums life up, doesn't it...)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE? Love Lifted Me - Collective Soul (whoa! that one spooked me out. I couldn't have said it better!)
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY? Rides Again - Blue Collar Comedy Tour (it has been one big rollercoaster ride and I definitely keep getting back on...)
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP? Tiny Dancer - Elton John (LOL this one just ain't gonna happen!)
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LOVE? Nobody Knows - Paul McCartney (now that just isn't true! Everybody knows!)
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU? The Journey - Boston (that would describe any parent - wow!)
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING? Anus of Uranus - Klatuu (good thing I don't plan on ever getting married again...)
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? U Got It Bad - Usher (lol, ya think?)
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST? Enough's Enough - Alice Cooper (now that is what hubby says about all my hobby's and interests - enough's enough!)
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET? Nights I Can't Remember - Toby Keith (LOL apparently it is even a secret from me)
WHATS THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN? Mr Roboto - Styx (now I'm going to have this song in my head the rest of the night. I hope Mr. Roboto comes clean my house...)
HOW WILL YOU DIE? Red River Valey - Sons of the Pioneer (well at least it isn't the Simpson Desert that Ausgrl blogged about...)
WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET? So Happy Together - The Turtles (OK, can someone tell me why I would regret that...)
WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH? Red Red Wine - Neil Diamond (If I drink enough of it, it makes me sleep, not laugh...)
WHAT MAKES YOU CRY? American Woman - Guess Who (why?)
WHAT SCARES YOU MOST? Bosa Nova Baby - Elvin Presley (be afraid, be very very afraid if I'd ever try to do the Bosa Nova!)
DOES ANYONE LOVE YOU? Ball of Confusion - Temptations (and your point is...)
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME - WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE? Don't Look Back - Boston (Ok, I know what you are thinking... but I SWEAR I am not cheating! This one popped up. And I certainly would not want to go back)
WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW? Life Is Sweet - Natalie Merchant (say no more)
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS? Give Me Novacaine - Green Day (some days are just like that - the numbing effect of novacaine would be good...)
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Well you would've thought I had blared my horn and given his bumper a nudge or something. His head shot up and his finger shot up both at the same time. I actually burst out laughing he looked so stupid. But it made me start thinking (dangerous) about society (even more dangerous). Why is it when a person is in the wrong, for whatever reason, they want to blame someone else. I see it all the time. People are late for work - it was their family's fault and not their own fault for not scheduling their time better. People can't pay their credit card bills or mortgage payment - it is the finance company's fault for loaning them the money, not their own fault for spending money they don't have or couldn't afford to pay off. It goes on and on and on.
So back to this kid. Rather than be pissed at himself for not paying attention, he was pissed at me for pointing it out too him. I'll bet he was late for school and needed someone to blame for his lateness.
Another thought I had was with it being Veterans Day, he should have added a few fingers to that salute and made it matter. He could learn a lot from our military.
Do you have a pet peive about the irresponsibility of people?
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Veterans Day gives Americans the opportunity to celebrate the bravery and sacrifice of all U.S. veterans. However, most Americans confuse this holiday with Memorial Day, reports the Department of Veterans Affairs.
What's more, some Americans don't know why we commemorate our Veterans on Nov.11. It's imperative that all Americans know the history of Veterans Day so that we can honor our former servicemembers properly.
A Brief History of Veterans Day
Veterans Day, formerly known as Armistice Day, was originally set as a U.S. legal holiday to honor the end of World War I, which officially took place on November 11, 1918. In legislation that was passed in 1938, November 11 was "dedicated to the cause of world peace and to be hereafter celebrated and known as 'Armistice Day.'" As such, this new legal holiday honored World War I veterans.
In 1954, after having been through both World War II and the Korean War, the 83rd U.S. Congress -- at the urging of the veterans service organizations -- amended the Act of 1938 by striking out the word "Armistice" and inserting the word "Veterans." With the approval of this legislation on June 1, 1954, Nov. 11 became a day to honor American veterans of all wars.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
The second inspiration was Intenseguy'sMutt Mitts Make Good Barf Bags Too Blog where he points out a "few" quirky things about him, and by Ladystyx's Quirks Blog (I couldn't get the link to work no matter what I'd do :( where she talks about counting her food. Again, very funny reads. It made me start thinking about my quirks and I just don't have any... right? Wrong! I have many and my rocking chairs might just be the biggest!
The third inspiration was the rocking chair we bought for our granddaughter's, Reagan's, first birthday. We started a tradition with our first grandchild 12 years ago that we would give a child's rocker to them on their first birthday. Well, 10 rockers and $900 later, I believe we are done buying child rockers. Well, at least if my kids are to be believed, we are. They say they are done having kids. I'm thinking good idea. Actually, you all know I LOVE my grandkids but 10 really is enough kids to keep me happy.
When I got home last night from Reagan's party, I happened to glance around my house. And I thought OMG we have a rocker fetish (Jim really is as bad as me)! We love going to auctions and if there is an old rocker there, it isn't safe from us. And strangely enough we usually get them for between $17 and $22. I think everyone sees the fire in our eyes and moves out of harms way. We're like "I HAVE to have that rocker!" I have no more room for no more rocking chairs though. I think my kids feel the same way about the child rockers. Every time a first birthday comes around they just roll their eyes as we walk in with a rocking chair. But we know down deep they love it, and anyway tradition is tradition and cannot be broken! Well, it can be... The rest of the tradition is that each grandchild got a quilt made by grandma for their first birthday. I'm only three quilts behind and darned if they aren't holding me to that tradition! Even if they don't get it until their 16th birthday, they expect to get those quilts!
Ok. For those interested, following are pictures of the one or two rockers we have in our house.
Reagan in her rocking chair.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Ahhh grandkids are great!
Dakota is on the end there. I'm pretty sure he is the only one going in the right direction lol.
This is my favorite picture. My daughter, Julie, and well, you know who. The smiles say it all. Julie deserves the mother of the year award. Three sons and one step son... I do not know how she does it!
I have a bit more graphic picture I could have posted, but I think this one will do. It kind of reminds me of the joke "Do you believe in the here after? Well, then you know what I'm here after..." Ok, I know, that one is baaaaaaaad. And for anyone who is interested, Abe got lucky 17 times (well probably more than that)
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
THE ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER
Two Different Versions! Two Different Morals!
OLD VERSION: The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long, building his house and laying up supplies for the winter. The grasshopper thinks the ant is a fool and laughs and dances and plays the summer away. Come winter, the ant is warm and well fed. The grasshopper has no food or shelter, so he dies out in the cold.
MORAL OF THE STORY: Be responsible for yourself!
MODERN VERSION: The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long, building his house and laying up supplies for the winter. The grasshopper thinks the ant is a fool and laughs and dances and plays the summer away. Come winter, the shivering grasshopper calls a press conference anddemands to know why the ant should be allowed to be warm and well fed while others are cold and starving. CBS, NBC , PBS, CNN, and ABC show up to provide pictures of theshivering grasshopper next to a video of the ant in his comfortable home with a table filled with food. America is stunned by the sharp contrast. How can this be, that in a country of such wealth, this poor grasshopper is allowed to suffer so? Kermit the Frog appears on Oprah with the grasshopper and everybody cries when they sing, 'It's Not Easy Being Green.' Jesse Jackson stages a demonstration in front of the ant's house where the news stations film the group singing, 'We shall overcome.' Jesse then has the group kneel down to pray to God for the grasshopper's sake. Nancy Pelosi & John Kerry exclaim in an interview with Larry King that the ant has gotten rich off the back of the grasshopper, and both call for an immediate tax hike on the ant to make him pay his fair share. Finally, the EEOC drafts the Economic Equity & Anti-Grasshopper Act retroactive to the beginning of the summer. The ant is fined for failing to hire a proportionate number of green bugs and, having nothing left to pay his retroactive taxes, his home is confiscated by the government. The story ends as we see the grasshopper finishing up the last bits of the ants food while the government house he is in, which just happens to be the ant's old house, crumbles around him because he doesn't maintain it. The ant has disappeared in the snow. The grasshopper is found dead in a drug related incident and the house,now abandoned, is taken over by a gang of spiders who terrorize the once peaceful neighborhood.
MORAL OF THE STORY: Be careful how you vote in 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
I took this picture of clouds on our way to the Lake. I thought for sure I'd see some kind of picture but my imagination must be dead tonight. Do you see a picture in the clouds?
The Lake of the Ozarks used to be dotted with cabins here and there. Now there are homes builts one on top of the other.
This is a classic example of haste makes waste or working dumb or... I'm not sure what. But these folks have got to be sick right now, seeing the foundation eroding right out from under their foundation!