Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Christmas time is here
Happiness and cheer
Fun for all that children call
Their favorite time of the year
Snowflakes in the air
Olden times and ancient rhymes
Of love and dreams to share
Sleigh bells in the air
Yuletide by the fireside
And joyful memories there
Christmas time is here
We'll be drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
Such spirit through the year
Oh, that we could always see
Such spirit through the year...
Tis the Season. Today Katie's Timmy is coming over to help get the decorations out of the attic. Robert is in so much pain still today. The trip to the chiropractor helped briefly, but this morning he is worse. He is now thinking of going to the doctor Monday to get a muscle relaxant. Until then, I went to the store and picked up some Doans. I'm hoping that will at least take the edge off the pain. I think he needs to stay home from work a couple days, but getting him to do that is almost impossible. I think he went 15 years straight without a sick day at one point. So today I will sort decorations, set up my new mini white fake tree in the living room. Scrapbook a little, Do....gag...a little laundry...
Enjoy the video of my favorite Holiday cartoon with my favorite Holiday song!
Friday, November 28, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Yesterday at work an agent from our other office called to talk about his ad in the paper Sunday. I knew exactly what he was going to say. Last week when I was gone on Thursday he called and made 2 changes to his ad. I had changed the phrase "gentleman's room" to "gentlemen's room" and the word "its" to "it's" He was tweaked last week and wanted the words changed back to the way he had them. Since I was not working that day, someone in the office who has nothing to do with ads had to try and get a hold of someone to make the changes. All of the people who I have listed for these calls did not answer. She kept getting assistants or other people. She even sent a fax. Finally someone called her back and said the changes would be made. They weren't. He was pissed. Then he started giving me an English lesson on the proper usage of "its" and "it's". Not only did I not give a rip, I was right in the middle of training our other receptionist on how to do ad cards since she will be doing them on Sunday's now. I told the guy I was right in the middle of training and that he was just being to nit picky. I said the ads are full of improper words and terms and abbreviations, commas, apostrophes and everything else to make them fit. He was being too picky and that in the larger scheme of things it was not that big a deal. I told him that since I do not work on Thursday, all changes now had to be made by 3:00 on Wednesday. Nothing would be excepted after that. Then he proceeded to tell me that I was not allowed to make any changes to his ads. I was to input them exactly the way he gives it to me. Oh really? OK....I guess that means I will not be allowed to fix any of his typos, or add very important ad information that he forgets in every one of the ads he submits to me. Info that I guess just miraculously appears in his ads. Because you know....I am not allowed to make any changes to his ads. Until he sees what is printed in the paper the next time.
Monday, November 24, 2008
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Saturday, November 22, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Yes....I do believe that laundry is the bane of my existence. I went online to find the meaning of this phrase, and I have decided that it fits perfectly for how I feel towards this dreaded household chore.
"The Bane of My Existence"
To say that something or someone is "the bane of my existence" means that the person or thing is a constant irritant or source of misery. As a clich , "bane of my existence" has lost its edge to a large degree over the years, and today is most often applied to something that may profoundly annoy us but is certainly bearable... "Bane of my existence" is now almost always used in a semi-jocular, "what are you gonna do?" sense. But "bane" was once a very serious word. The Old English "bana" meant literally "slayer" in the sense we now use "killer" or "murderer." Early on, the English "bane" was also used in the more general sense of "cause of death," and by the 14th century "bane" was used in the specialized sense of "poison," a sense which lives on in the names of various poisonous plants such as "henbane" and "wolfbane."From this very literal "something that kills you" usage, "bane" by the 16th century had broadened into its modern meaning of "something that makes life unpleasant, a curse."
Yes....I do believe doing laundry is a curse. I have been cursed I tell you! Cursed! Damn you dirty clothes! Damn you!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Today is the kind of Fall day that I love. Cool, breezy and leaves blowing all over the place. I love it. OK, maybe breezy is to lite a word. More like blustery! Gusty. Windy. E:All of the above.
Have a great day!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
When I was in Elementary School I read a lot. One year, I think it may have been the 4th Grade, we had an assignment where we had to write a letter to our favorite author. There was no doubt in my mind who I was going to send my letter too.
Zoa Sherburne. She wrote my favorite book...Why Have the Birds Stopped Singing? I loved this book. LOVED. I always remembered the basic plot of the book, and certain sections, but one thing I had not remembered was the name of the main character. Until my daughter brought the book home from her High School. She knew I had been looking for the book every time we went to an antique store or a book store that carried used books. I could never find it, but she found it in her High School library. Why it made it to that level I have no idea. I had read the book in Elementary School. So she brought it home to me. I was so excited. And then I saw the name of the main character...Katie...my daughters name. I guess the book meant more to me than I even knew! I had to have it. I had looked for years for this book. So I did something that I had never done before, and I have never done since. I kept it. I did not let Katie return the book to school. I have always felt guilty about keeping the book. But I just had to have it. At the end of the year the school office sent a letter saying that Katie still had a book checked out and needed to either return the book or pay the fine. I paid the fine. Hey....they gave me the option. The book is now one of my treasured possessions. Along with the letter I received from Zoa Sherburne. I was one of the few kids in school that year who actually received a letter back from the author they had written too. I still have the letter. But it is up in the attic in a box of stuff from my "formative years" ie:before marriage & kids!
The plot of the book was this...
"During an epileptic seizure while visiting her ancestral home, sixteen-year-old Katie is transported back in time and mistaken for her great-great-great grandmother who also had epilepsy at a time when the disease was greatly misunderstood."
I remembered how "Katie" awoke from her seizure to find herself locked in a strange room. And that is where she was kept by her father because he thought something was wrong with her because of the epilepsy. And then how she was rescued by the handsome.....
OK....I won't tell you the story since it really was written for pre-teens. I just loved it so much.
In doing a little research for this blog, I came across an article in a Seattle newspaper from October of 1995. Zoa had passed away a few days earlier at the age of 83. I was sad to see that. She has been gone for so long. I would have loved to have written her again. Telling her how much her book had meant to me. About how I still have the letter she wrote me. And that meant even more. About how I....uhhhhh....refused no matter how much my daughter pleaded, to return the book to the school library. Wow....feeling a little guilty again.....
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Dreama.....We are not closed on Sunday! I was just really busy today so I could not stop by very often. I hope you were able to figure out the Facebook. I'm headed there right now to see if Bebbi was able to get her Nest all set up!
See you all tomorrow!
Hope everyone had a fantastic weekend.
ps: I will tell hubby about the batteries......scary....
Saturday, November 15, 2008
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Saturday, November 8, 2008
While sitting here at the computer with the window open, letting in a little cool, fresh air, I heard a wonderful sound. Geese flying overhead. I love the sound of Geese. In fact, I love the sound of birds. There is just something so peaceful and relaxing about it. One of my favorite things to do when I have alone time is to go down to our Wildlife Refuge and birdwatch. I love finding certain birds, like the Owls or the Cedar Waxwings. I rarely see either of these birds, so when I spot one it makes it even more special. I started doing this in 2002. We also have several feeders in the back yard. We are lucky enough to have a woods behind our house, so I brings in a lot of different birds to the yard. I keep track in a book when we have a new visitor. I have decent enough binoculars, but I really want to invest in some high quality ones. Especially if I take the trip that I want to. I so want to go to Costa Rica for a bird watching trip. The company that we just used for our Europe trip also does a trip to Costa Rica for 10 days. Hubby has no desire to go at all. He lived in South America for a year in his teens. As he says....been there done that don't ever want to again. I don't blame him. I have asked my sister who also is a bird watcher. But I'm not to sure that she will do it. She wants to, but I can't seem to get her to commit.
I guess I will just have to take a little drive down to the refuge soon. Take the loop past the trees, and the river and the lake. Look for my beloved Owls, and Cedar Waxwings. Look for the regal Bald Eagles. Maybe I will be lucky and the Tundra Swans will have stopped by on their migration. It is my little secret garden down there. My place to be alone for hours. My place to enjoy the soft call of the birds. My place of peace.......
Friday, November 7, 2008
This is a little bit of a test. I am writing this the night before and trying the Post date and time option to see if it will post tomorrow morning! Hopefully I will do this right so that I don't have to bug Carol to find out how she does it!
Halloween weekend we went to Bend, OR and visited our friends Jack & Donna. They are the most wonderful people. We are truely blessed to be able to call them our friends for over...gosh...23ish years. I know hubby first met Donna when they were setting up the new Fred Meyer in Coos Bay, OR. And that had to have been around 1983. I know we moved to Eugene, OR in late 1983. But I don't think we became really close with them until we moved there the second time in 1987. We knew them, but we really became good friends in 87. Jack & Donna are the type of people that as soon as they meet you, you are in their house eating a fantastic meal and becoming their lifelong friend. Some of you may remember how we went with them to Triangle Lake in Eugene this past August with our other friends Jimmy & Norma. Norma is our dear friend who passed away just 2 weeks after we were together. We had some good laughs in Bend last weekend sharing stories of Norma. Gosh...she is missed.
While we were in Bend, Donna made some of the most incredibly yummy food. We were so stuffed after every meal because you just didn't want it to end! So I begged her for some recipes. One of them that she gave me is for a dinner salad that is....TO DIE FOR! So I am sharing it with you! It will be a fantastic addition to your Thanksgiving table.
1 head Romaine Lettuce chopped
1 cup celery
1/2 red onion sliced thinly
1 11oz can mandarin oranges
1 avacado chunked
1 appled diced
1/2 cup dried cranberries
1/4 cup light olive oil
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp pepper
3 TBSP sugar
3 TBSP white wine vinegar
1 TBSP chopped parsley
Make dressing early in the day and store in fridge so that it can season well.
When you are ready to put salad together...
Put 3 TBSP of sugar in a skillet and add 1/2 cup of sliced or slivered almonds. Heat and toss around in sugar until well coated.
Toss salad, dressing and nuts together. Serve. You can also add Crumbled Blue Cheese or have it available for those who would like to add that to their individual salad.
If you try this be sure to let me know what you think! Needless to say.....we loved it!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
So far today is not moving very quickly. Hubby did not wake me up with his goodbye kiss, so guess who just crawled out of bed? I put on that eyemask and put in the earplugs and nothing wakes me up. I stayed up late again last night, and with the time change it meant I was up even later. This time change always makes me stay up late and USUALLY get up early. I like this one. I seem to be doing so much more. But I'm thinking that I must have needed a little more sleep this morning. I wonder what the kitties were thinking. I mean think about it. They have no clue that we changed the clocks back! They were probably sitting there by the door for an hour or more...."Dang woman! Where's my breakfast!"
Yesterday was most certainly an eye opener for me. I was very surprised at how some people are reacting towards our new President... Barack Obama. There are people out there saying that we now live in the U.S.S.R. I guess they think that because it, you know, does not exist anymore, so I guess, maybe we started a new United Sorry losers States of Republicans. OK...maybe that was a low blow, but this is all so ridiculous. And when did the word "Muslim" become a bad word? Why are all people who follow the Muslim faith considered evil? They are not evil. Radicals and Terrorists are evil. Not Muslims. Do some Christians not know anything about History? What about the Catholics with our Spanish Inquisition? What about the Puritans and the Salem Witch Hunt? What about Hitler and his hate for Jewish people in the 1930's-1940's? Why have some people not progressed? This is suppose to be the United States of America. We have all religions. Our citizens come from all over the world. And yet here we are, still referring to a man as a "Muslim" as if that is a horrible thing. Well guess what? It's not. And another thing...he's not! And you know what? Who the hell cares! I don't vote for someone based on Religion. I was baptised Catholic, but I....I'm gonna say it....I do not believe in any organized religion. I believe in love. I believe in honesty. I believe that people can have faith in whatever they want. If you have faith in that beautiful Maple tree that you pass every day on your walk through the park, I may think you are weird, but I will not hate you. Actually, I may just join you in that. Yes. Yes I will. I believe in that beautiful, powerful Maple, with it's many strong branches reaching out and protecting me from the rain. And I need that. It's raining.....
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
I just did not pay that much attention when I was in my 20's. I was a young mother, 2 small kids, we were moving around yearly for my husbands job. I just didn't make the time to care about politics. But I was always a proud American. We have always flown the American flag at our house starting on I think Flag Day and taking it down after Labor Day. We even make sure that there is a light illuminating it since that is the proper way to fly our Nations flag! My husband has even made sure that we fly the Red, White & Blue when we are away from home in our travel trailer. He bought a huge flag pole and a beautiful American flag that he makes sure to bring down when it gets dark. It's cute how he makes a big production out of raising the flag in the morning and then taking it down again at night. I keep thinking I should get some kind of CD and play the National Anthem while he does this!
But this all makes me wonder why it is that some feel that you are not a Patriot or a Proud American if you don't agree with a current President and his policies. Being an "American" gives you the right to not agree with people. It gives you the right to say what you think, to say what you believe in. I believe that our current President did not serve our Nation well. He served the needs of a few, but not all of us. That is just my opinion. Does that mean I am not or have never been a proud American. No. It just means that I am not a follower of George W Bush.
I would love to hear your opinions too.
Have a great day!
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Finally my America is back.
Finally my kids will be proud to say they are Americans.
Finally the world will respect us again.
I can not put into words how I feel right now. This is just so fantastic. I was in the CHAT room with friends. It made this night all the more special. To hear friends from all over the US and Canada cheer and cry. My Canadian friends were just as excited. It was like they just saw their President elected. I don't think some people realize just how important what happened tonight was. We came together as a Nation and said we are tired of being treated as second class citizens. We are all Americans. White, Black, Asian, Native American, Gay, Straight. We all have rights, we all have a voice. All we want is to support our families and be comfortable in our old age. Not too much to ask. Now I think we will have a chance to improve our lives and get back to where we were 8 years ago.
I have never been so proud to be an American. Thank you to all of my Obama supporting friends! I love you all! Too my friends who were McCain supporters, I love you too. You will come to love President Obama as much as we do, because we all will be in a much better place with him in the White House. You will see. It will all be good!
Enough of politics....
I am hoping that as the days go on, more of my friends will find me here. I will post on Myspace and Facebook so that all of you know about this blog. I would love for all to participate. I have no idea what I will talk about. It will just have to be whatever my thoughts of the day are. There may be some days where I will not blog. But I will try to not let that happen. Regardless, we will still come and be here for each other.
Not much for the first blog. But it will get better!
Come and join me and together we will have good times! And when the bad times come, I will be here for you and so will all who come to share their thoughts also!
Have a great day!
And thank you for coming!