Happy New Year's Eve!
Good morning everyone. I failed to blog yesterday but that was to be expected. Let's get you caught up.
DAAAAAYAAAAM! The wait at the Hoover DAAAAAYAAAAM started after the police checkpoint. All was flowing smoothly and then at mile marker 4, the brake lights went on ahead of me. It took a full one and a half hours to drive from mile marker 4 to mile marker 1. At one point I saw a young man exit from a car a five cars ahead and disappear into the desert environs. I suspect he was running off to exercise his bladder. Anyway, before he returned the cars creeped forward (five car lengths) so when he did return he was easily able to return to his car and family. He was running but there was no need. Quite frankly, I was thinking that #1 son should take the dogs for a walk and meet us up by the DAAAAYAAAAAM. Unfortunately, no dogs are allowed on the DAAAAAYAAAAAM.
We dropped the dogs off at my folks place and hurried on to Sam's Town. No time to visit. It was already 4 PM, Vegas time which means that it took us (taking into account the favorable time change) a full eight hours to drive to Vegas this time. We checked into our room. And then...well, no jackpots yet. We had supper at Billy Bob's. This time even their lobster tails were dry. Oh well, I had my oysters and they couldn't ruin those.
We'll be heading down to breakfast soon. HTP and I have a special party to go to here at the casino at 5 PM. I already got my special gift. I think I'm going to keep this gift. They gave us two very special crystal champagne flutes. Gorgeous! I gave the champagne flutes that they gave us two years ago to my daughter. I'm already wondering if I can get a couple more of these beautiful flutes from them? It's always nice to have at least four but I'll live with the two for right now.
I've got champagne all ready to chill. We'll be back up in our room before the New Year arrives. Our tradition is to safely watch the fireworks go off from the windows out in the hall of our hotel. The sounds of revelry will seep up from the downstairs casino.
Again....
Happy New Year!
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Word of the Day
Invisiboogie - When you feel like you have a booger in your nose but you really don't.
I'm packing, I'm packing already. I really should make a list but I think I've got almost everything that we'll need. I packed two bottles of champagne and three champagne flutes. I gave #1 son some money to buy munchies. We're heading for Las Vegas to ring in the New Year. We'll be heading out of here tomorrow morning.
Now...as for blogging while we're in Vegas. I'm going to have to do battle in order to use the laptop. With two techies in residence, HTP and #1 son, I will be low man on the totem pole when it comes to using the laptop. So, if I do get to the laptop, checking my email and DD daughter and her hubby's blogs come first and second, checking the Marine Support Boards come third, finding the time to fit in a blog entry comes fourth. Win, Place, Show. Blogging may just have to wait until next year but I'll try. Just in case......
Happy New Year!
Murphyism of the Day
Sodd's Second Law
Sooner or later, the worst possible set of circumstances is bound to occur.
Corollary
Any system must be designed to withstand the worst possible set of circumstances.
Invisiboogie - When you feel like you have a booger in your nose but you really don't.
I'm packing, I'm packing already. I really should make a list but I think I've got almost everything that we'll need. I packed two bottles of champagne and three champagne flutes. I gave #1 son some money to buy munchies. We're heading for Las Vegas to ring in the New Year. We'll be heading out of here tomorrow morning.
Now...as for blogging while we're in Vegas. I'm going to have to do battle in order to use the laptop. With two techies in residence, HTP and #1 son, I will be low man on the totem pole when it comes to using the laptop. So, if I do get to the laptop, checking my email and DD daughter and her hubby's blogs come first and second, checking the Marine Support Boards come third, finding the time to fit in a blog entry comes fourth. Win, Place, Show. Blogging may just have to wait until next year but I'll try. Just in case......
Happy New Year!
Murphyism of the Day
Sodd's Second Law
Sooner or later, the worst possible set of circumstances is bound to occur.
Corollary
Any system must be designed to withstand the worst possible set of circumstances.
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Word of the Day
Invigoraching - Invigorating to the point that it becomes painful.
HTP learned much about the new toy that I got him for Christmas. Believe, there is a lot to learn about these satellite radios. He set it up near our bed and I've been playing. Last night I was able to listen to Coast to Coast without the usual static, invasion from Mars, noise. I discovered that though the comedy channel is really funny, it isn't conducive to sleep. So...back to Coast to Coast. HTP hooked it up in the car. His initial reaction was that the sound was tinny. However, the main reason for this toy is that we travel long distances and at times local radio just doesn't exist. You can only listen to the same CD's so many times before you've got them memorized. We're going to give HTP's new toy a workout soon. The drive to Las Vegas contains a lot of dead air spots. I'm going to introduce HTP to the Laugh Radio Station.
I've been feeling a bit teary today. Last night we found out that DD daughter's horse passed away. I know how much she loved that horse. When I was young, I wanted to own a horse but there never seemed to be a time or place. HTP, though he loves me, doesn't really like animals, large dogs are one of those animals that he particularly dislikes, and to HTP, a horse is one of the biggest dogs out there. Once you know this fact, you know how much HTP loves me because I have two little dogs and he doesn't complain too much. He even tolerated the presence of a cat and then cats. I'm happy that DD daughter made the time and found the place to realize the dream of owning her own horse. I know that she'll find the time and place again someday.
I've started to put away the Christmas stuff. I fear that the key word in that last sentence was "started". Oh well, it was a start. I sorted out all the wonderful Christmas cards people sent. Read them once again. And then created gift tags for next Christmas. My Mom taught me the importance of recycling. The gift wrap, bows and tags are all stored away in the garage until next Christmas. I'm not in a great hurry to strip the house of Christmas decorations. I'll work on it a bit each day but I'm going to do the real work after we get back from Vegas.
#1 son got me a new/used spritz maker for Christmas this year. Actually, he got me three of them. He was covering his bases, knowing that these spritz makers are notorious for not working. Anyway, he's anxious for me to make some spritz cookies so we can figure out which of these makers actually work. Add another thing to the after Vegas list. I've still got so many cookies here that I just don't feel like making any cookies for a while. I promised #1 son that we'd give them each a workout next year....not next Christmas....next year, after we get back from Vegas and before #1 son has to return to college. I'll send the cookies back with him so he can share with his roomie and study partners.
Murphyism of the Day
Sodd's First Law
When a person attempts a task, he will be thwarted in that task by the unconscious intervention of some other presence (animate or inanimate). Nevertheless, some tasks are completed, since the intervening presence is itself attempting a task and is, of course, subject to interference.
Invigoraching - Invigorating to the point that it becomes painful.
HTP learned much about the new toy that I got him for Christmas. Believe, there is a lot to learn about these satellite radios. He set it up near our bed and I've been playing. Last night I was able to listen to Coast to Coast without the usual static, invasion from Mars, noise. I discovered that though the comedy channel is really funny, it isn't conducive to sleep. So...back to Coast to Coast. HTP hooked it up in the car. His initial reaction was that the sound was tinny. However, the main reason for this toy is that we travel long distances and at times local radio just doesn't exist. You can only listen to the same CD's so many times before you've got them memorized. We're going to give HTP's new toy a workout soon. The drive to Las Vegas contains a lot of dead air spots. I'm going to introduce HTP to the Laugh Radio Station.
I've been feeling a bit teary today. Last night we found out that DD daughter's horse passed away. I know how much she loved that horse. When I was young, I wanted to own a horse but there never seemed to be a time or place. HTP, though he loves me, doesn't really like animals, large dogs are one of those animals that he particularly dislikes, and to HTP, a horse is one of the biggest dogs out there. Once you know this fact, you know how much HTP loves me because I have two little dogs and he doesn't complain too much. He even tolerated the presence of a cat and then cats. I'm happy that DD daughter made the time and found the place to realize the dream of owning her own horse. I know that she'll find the time and place again someday.
I've started to put away the Christmas stuff. I fear that the key word in that last sentence was "started". Oh well, it was a start. I sorted out all the wonderful Christmas cards people sent. Read them once again. And then created gift tags for next Christmas. My Mom taught me the importance of recycling. The gift wrap, bows and tags are all stored away in the garage until next Christmas. I'm not in a great hurry to strip the house of Christmas decorations. I'll work on it a bit each day but I'm going to do the real work after we get back from Vegas.
#1 son got me a new/used spritz maker for Christmas this year. Actually, he got me three of them. He was covering his bases, knowing that these spritz makers are notorious for not working. Anyway, he's anxious for me to make some spritz cookies so we can figure out which of these makers actually work. Add another thing to the after Vegas list. I've still got so many cookies here that I just don't feel like making any cookies for a while. I promised #1 son that we'd give them each a workout next year....not next Christmas....next year, after we get back from Vegas and before #1 son has to return to college. I'll send the cookies back with him so he can share with his roomie and study partners.
Murphyism of the Day
Sodd's First Law
When a person attempts a task, he will be thwarted in that task by the unconscious intervention of some other presence (animate or inanimate). Nevertheless, some tasks are completed, since the intervening presence is itself attempting a task and is, of course, subject to interference.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Word of the Day
Intouristing - What a tourist likes to see or do.
Laundry Day. But I didn't get started on that immediately at the crack of dawn. Almost, but not quite.
DD daughter got all packed up and hit the road. I'm assuming that she's there by now but we haven't heard. I'm not really expecting to hear from her. If her horse is OK, then I'm sure she's spending time with her horse before heading back to her apartment. If her horse isn't OK, well then...I won't even think about that but I doubt that we'll hear for a while at least. It's always a lot easier to pass on happy news than sad news.
#1 son poked his head out a couple of times. He's not feeling too well today. Last night he was complaining about a sore throat. Par for the course. It seems that HTP's genes dictate that anytime a person can relax from work or school, they'll get sick. In other words, my kids, HTP, HTP's sister and his entire family only get sick when they're on vacation or when they have time to be sick.
I've got a new toy. It came in the mail today though HTP got it for me for Christmas. It's a beverage/wine cooler. It'll cool a bottle of wine in 3 minutes. Since I had to try it out to see if it will actually work, I'm sipping on the a glass of the first bottle I chilled...as I blog. It works! Only...it won't work for champagne so when we're in Vegas over New Year's, I'm going to have to employ the old-fashioned method of cooling down our champagne in a waste basket full of ice. Hey! It may not work quickly but it works. Anyway, I find that you can chill a can of Coke with this machine as well as a bottle of beer, besides the wine. The thing is that I love white wine but it always takes a certain amount of planning. Now? Woohoo! I can have white wine in three minutes as long as I have a supply of it in my liquor cabinet. I may have to go out and buy a wine rack.
I note that another new Christmas toy is busy glowing out in the garden. A friend of mine got me a really neat frog. He's solar powered. Anyway, he reclines in my garden and it looks like he's been noshing on fireflies because his tummy is all alight. Really cute. I've always been reluctant to get these solar powered light things because when they first came out they didn't work too well. I may have to rethink this policy because my new frog is glowing brightly.
Murphyism of the Day
Silverman's Paradox
If Murphy's Law can go wrong, it will.
Intouristing - What a tourist likes to see or do.
Laundry Day. But I didn't get started on that immediately at the crack of dawn. Almost, but not quite.
DD daughter got all packed up and hit the road. I'm assuming that she's there by now but we haven't heard. I'm not really expecting to hear from her. If her horse is OK, then I'm sure she's spending time with her horse before heading back to her apartment. If her horse isn't OK, well then...I won't even think about that but I doubt that we'll hear for a while at least. It's always a lot easier to pass on happy news than sad news.
#1 son poked his head out a couple of times. He's not feeling too well today. Last night he was complaining about a sore throat. Par for the course. It seems that HTP's genes dictate that anytime a person can relax from work or school, they'll get sick. In other words, my kids, HTP, HTP's sister and his entire family only get sick when they're on vacation or when they have time to be sick.
I've got a new toy. It came in the mail today though HTP got it for me for Christmas. It's a beverage/wine cooler. It'll cool a bottle of wine in 3 minutes. Since I had to try it out to see if it will actually work, I'm sipping on the a glass of the first bottle I chilled...as I blog. It works! Only...it won't work for champagne so when we're in Vegas over New Year's, I'm going to have to employ the old-fashioned method of cooling down our champagne in a waste basket full of ice. Hey! It may not work quickly but it works. Anyway, I find that you can chill a can of Coke with this machine as well as a bottle of beer, besides the wine. The thing is that I love white wine but it always takes a certain amount of planning. Now? Woohoo! I can have white wine in three minutes as long as I have a supply of it in my liquor cabinet. I may have to go out and buy a wine rack.
I note that another new Christmas toy is busy glowing out in the garden. A friend of mine got me a really neat frog. He's solar powered. Anyway, he reclines in my garden and it looks like he's been noshing on fireflies because his tummy is all alight. Really cute. I've always been reluctant to get these solar powered light things because when they first came out they didn't work too well. I may have to rethink this policy because my new frog is glowing brightly.
Murphyism of the Day
Silverman's Paradox
If Murphy's Law can go wrong, it will.
Monday, December 26, 2005
Word of the Day
Interdet - Spending too much money on the internet and getting into debt.
I wish I could tell you that today was a super wonderful day. It started out OK. But...
DD daughter got a call from the stable where she boards her horse. There was an accident and now DD daughter is having to face the possibility that her horse may have to be put down tomorrow. We're praying otherwise.
I don't really feel like a Murphyism right now. There are times that they're just too true.
Human Imponderable of the Day
How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?
Interdet - Spending too much money on the internet and getting into debt.
I wish I could tell you that today was a super wonderful day. It started out OK. But...
DD daughter got a call from the stable where she boards her horse. There was an accident and now DD daughter is having to face the possibility that her horse may have to be put down tomorrow. We're praying otherwise.
I don't really feel like a Murphyism right now. There are times that they're just too true.
Human Imponderable of the Day
How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Word of the Day
Insumnia - Miscounting sheep.
Twas the day before Christmas and all through the house....
DD daughter is sleeping and so is #1 son. HTP is reading the paper going through computer withdrawal pains because DD daughter is sleeping in his office and he can't get at his computer. I've made breakfast, am sipping on my second cup of coffee, and am considering whether or not I should set out a plate of cookies, knowing that they may just be too great of a temptation for HTP to resist.
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
We'll be dashing about a plenty in a couple of hours. #1 son has to be at church at around 4 PM. Since it takes about 30 minutes to get to the church, that means that we need to leave our home at around 3 PM. Now...add "getting ready" time and you've got us jumping around at 1:30 PM. DD daughter plans to wear her dress uniform and told me that she really NEEDS to play with my iron. Me? I plan to wear a suit. HTP tells me that it's too hot for him to wear a sweater.
We'll be rendevousing with Arizona daughter and her hubby at the church. #1 son will be playing for the 5 PM service with the brass ensemble. After church, we're all going to have supper at Outback. It seems that this has become a tradition. Woohoo! No cooking for me. We'll come back here afterwards and open our Christmas Eve presents, nosh on Christmas cookies, drink coffee laced with Bailey's, and spend time conversing.
Then after all that clatter....
Santa will come and fill the stockings with care, adding colorful presents spilling over under our Charlie Brown tree. And then I'll be dreaming of a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, with a little old driver, so lively and quick, flying away in his sleigh like the down on a thistle. And I know I'll hear, as I dream of sugarplums and dancing fairies, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
Murphyism of the Day
Scott's First Law
No matter what goes wrong, it will probably look right.
Insumnia - Miscounting sheep.
Twas the day before Christmas and all through the house....
DD daughter is sleeping and so is #1 son. HTP is reading the paper going through computer withdrawal pains because DD daughter is sleeping in his office and he can't get at his computer. I've made breakfast, am sipping on my second cup of coffee, and am considering whether or not I should set out a plate of cookies, knowing that they may just be too great of a temptation for HTP to resist.
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
We'll be dashing about a plenty in a couple of hours. #1 son has to be at church at around 4 PM. Since it takes about 30 minutes to get to the church, that means that we need to leave our home at around 3 PM. Now...add "getting ready" time and you've got us jumping around at 1:30 PM. DD daughter plans to wear her dress uniform and told me that she really NEEDS to play with my iron. Me? I plan to wear a suit. HTP tells me that it's too hot for him to wear a sweater.
We'll be rendevousing with Arizona daughter and her hubby at the church. #1 son will be playing for the 5 PM service with the brass ensemble. After church, we're all going to have supper at Outback. It seems that this has become a tradition. Woohoo! No cooking for me. We'll come back here afterwards and open our Christmas Eve presents, nosh on Christmas cookies, drink coffee laced with Bailey's, and spend time conversing.
Then after all that clatter....
Santa will come and fill the stockings with care, adding colorful presents spilling over under our Charlie Brown tree. And then I'll be dreaming of a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, with a little old driver, so lively and quick, flying away in his sleigh like the down on a thistle. And I know I'll hear, as I dream of sugarplums and dancing fairies, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
Murphyism of the Day
Scott's First Law
No matter what goes wrong, it will probably look right.
Friday, December 23, 2005
Word of the Day
Insongnia - The reason singers work late into the night.
Errands. #1 son wanted a haircut. He snuck in under the wire and got his haircut just before the barbershop was getting ready to close. The barber closed for the day right after that. After that we braved the stores so that #1 son could finish up his Christmas shopping. Done.
I'm making turkey with all the fixings for supper tonight. I've got to get this blogged so I can get started on that. #1 son didn't have a true Thanksgiving dinner this year so I thought I'd try to squeeze it in while he's here before the dinner I plan to make for Christmas.
Right now #1 son is at a brass ensemble practice. He's going to be playing his trumpet tomorrow at one of the Christmas Eve services.
HTP told me that DD daughter is on her way. I expect to see her in another hour or so...traffic not-withstanding. I'm making one of her favorite side dishes. Green bean casserole.
Murphyism of the Day
Chisholm's First Law
When things are going well, something will go wrong.
Corollaries
1. When things just can't get any worse, they will.
2. Anytime things appear to be going better, you have overlooked something.
Insongnia - The reason singers work late into the night.
Errands. #1 son wanted a haircut. He snuck in under the wire and got his haircut just before the barbershop was getting ready to close. The barber closed for the day right after that. After that we braved the stores so that #1 son could finish up his Christmas shopping. Done.
I'm making turkey with all the fixings for supper tonight. I've got to get this blogged so I can get started on that. #1 son didn't have a true Thanksgiving dinner this year so I thought I'd try to squeeze it in while he's here before the dinner I plan to make for Christmas.
Right now #1 son is at a brass ensemble practice. He's going to be playing his trumpet tomorrow at one of the Christmas Eve services.
HTP told me that DD daughter is on her way. I expect to see her in another hour or so...traffic not-withstanding. I'm making one of her favorite side dishes. Green bean casserole.
Murphyism of the Day
Chisholm's First Law
When things are going well, something will go wrong.
Corollaries
1. When things just can't get any worse, they will.
2. Anytime things appear to be going better, you have overlooked something.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Word of the Day
Insoctrination - Forcing people to wear socks when they don't want to.
HTP went to pick #1 son up at the airport. I'm holding down the fort, keeping the home fires burning, watching the dogs, fielding whatever problems that may arise...you get the idea. Anyway, I know that #1 son's plane has landed. He called and HTP and #1 son are off to the grocery store. I expect that they'll be home in about an hour. The grocery list that I gave HTP was extensive.
DD daughter contacted us to let us know that she won't be able to get here until tomorrow night. Apparently she has to remain at Pendlton and show up for formation tomorrow morning at 08:00. Oh well...Semper Gumby.
Murphyism of the Day
O'Tooles Commentary on Murphy's Law
Murphy was an optimist.
Insoctrination - Forcing people to wear socks when they don't want to.
HTP went to pick #1 son up at the airport. I'm holding down the fort, keeping the home fires burning, watching the dogs, fielding whatever problems that may arise...you get the idea. Anyway, I know that #1 son's plane has landed. He called and HTP and #1 son are off to the grocery store. I expect that they'll be home in about an hour. The grocery list that I gave HTP was extensive.
DD daughter contacted us to let us know that she won't be able to get here until tomorrow night. Apparently she has to remain at Pendlton and show up for formation tomorrow morning at 08:00. Oh well...Semper Gumby.
Murphyism of the Day
O'Tooles Commentary on Murphy's Law
Murphy was an optimist.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Word of the Day
Innostigatience - Innocent looking while instigating others to cause trouble.
I made the fudge. Now, I'm done. Really. The kitchen floor has been scrubbed clean. I'm ready for company. And while I've been baking and cleaning this week and last, #1 son has been busy studying and taking finals. I thought I'd share this little funny that I found that made me think of #1 son and remember the same trials that HTP and I went through when we were younger, taking classes and finals at the very same college as #1 son.
The Night Before Finals
'Twas the night before finals, and all through the college,
The students were praying for last minute knowledge.
Most were quite sleepy, but none touched their beds,
While visions of essays danced in their heads.
Out in the taverns, a few were still drinking,
And hoping that liquor would loosen their thinking.
In my own apartment, I had been pacing,
And dreading exams I soon would be facing.
My roommate was speechless, his nose in his books,
And my comments to him drew unfriendly looks.
I drained all the coffee, and brewed a new pot,
No longer caring that my nerves were shot.
I stared at my notes, but my thoughts were muddy,
My eyes were a blur, I just couldn't study.
"Some pizza might help, "I said with a shiver,
But each place I called refused to deliver.
I'd nearly concluded that life was too cruel,
With futures depending on grades had in school.
When all of a sudden, our door opened wide,
And Patron Saint Put It off Ambled inside.
His spirit was careless, his manner was mellow,
He looked down at me, and started to bellow:
"What kind of student would make such a fuss,
To toss back at teachers what they tossed at us?"
"On Cliff Notes! On Crib Notes! On Last Year's Exams!
On Wingit and Slingit, and last minute crams!"
His message delivered, he vanished from sight,
But we heard him laughing outside in the night.
"Your teachers have pegged you, so just do your best,
Happy Finals to All, And to All, a Good Test!"
Murphyism of the Day
Murphy's Comment
When things go wrong, don't go with them.
Innostigatience - Innocent looking while instigating others to cause trouble.
I made the fudge. Now, I'm done. Really. The kitchen floor has been scrubbed clean. I'm ready for company. And while I've been baking and cleaning this week and last, #1 son has been busy studying and taking finals. I thought I'd share this little funny that I found that made me think of #1 son and remember the same trials that HTP and I went through when we were younger, taking classes and finals at the very same college as #1 son.
The Night Before Finals
'Twas the night before finals, and all through the college,
The students were praying for last minute knowledge.
Most were quite sleepy, but none touched their beds,
While visions of essays danced in their heads.
Out in the taverns, a few were still drinking,
And hoping that liquor would loosen their thinking.
In my own apartment, I had been pacing,
And dreading exams I soon would be facing.
My roommate was speechless, his nose in his books,
And my comments to him drew unfriendly looks.
I drained all the coffee, and brewed a new pot,
No longer caring that my nerves were shot.
I stared at my notes, but my thoughts were muddy,
My eyes were a blur, I just couldn't study.
"Some pizza might help, "I said with a shiver,
But each place I called refused to deliver.
I'd nearly concluded that life was too cruel,
With futures depending on grades had in school.
When all of a sudden, our door opened wide,
And Patron Saint Put It off Ambled inside.
His spirit was careless, his manner was mellow,
He looked down at me, and started to bellow:
"What kind of student would make such a fuss,
To toss back at teachers what they tossed at us?"
"On Cliff Notes! On Crib Notes! On Last Year's Exams!
On Wingit and Slingit, and last minute crams!"
His message delivered, he vanished from sight,
But we heard him laughing outside in the night.
"Your teachers have pegged you, so just do your best,
Happy Finals to All, And to All, a Good Test!"
Murphyism of the Day
Murphy's Comment
When things go wrong, don't go with them.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Word of the Day
Infuritate - To irritate and infuriate.
Woohoo! I'm finished with all my baking! #1 son's favorite meringue cookies and a couple of batches of Italian Pizzelle. Now I just have to find homes for all this stuff. My dining room table is laden with cookie tins and I'm all confused as to where all this stuff is supposed to go. I'll worry about all that tomorrow. Right now I've got to finish up the laundry. I'll worry about the cleaning tomorrow too. The kitchen floor (flour) really needs scrubbing.
Murphyism of the Day
Dr. Who's Rule
First things first, but not necessarily in that order.
Infuritate - To irritate and infuriate.
Woohoo! I'm finished with all my baking! #1 son's favorite meringue cookies and a couple of batches of Italian Pizzelle. Now I just have to find homes for all this stuff. My dining room table is laden with cookie tins and I'm all confused as to where all this stuff is supposed to go. I'll worry about all that tomorrow. Right now I've got to finish up the laundry. I'll worry about the cleaning tomorrow too. The kitchen floor (flour) really needs scrubbing.
Murphyism of the Day
Dr. Who's Rule
First things first, but not necessarily in that order.
Monday, December 19, 2005
Word of the Day
Infonoxious - More information than you ever wanted.
I am getting incredibly tired of having to run out to get stuff at the grocery store. They're starting to get entirely too familiar with me there. "What did you forget this time?" Cream of Tartar. I ran out of cream of tartar! I've got two more recipes of stuff that I need to make before my kids get here later this week and one of those recipes calls for cream of tartar. It wouldn't be so bad but I KNEW that I needed cream of tartar because I'd used it all up when I made the brown sugar cookies which I STILL have to decorate. Oh well...back to the store for me. I returned the roasted in the shell peanuts that I bought the other day while I was at it. Silly me. I thought they were salted. They didn't say salt-free so I thought they'd be salted. Wrong. So, while I was out buying cream of tartar, I bought SALTED peanuts, in the shell.
Murphyism of the Day
Addendum to Murphy's Law
You never run out of things that can go wrong.
Infonoxious - More information than you ever wanted.
I am getting incredibly tired of having to run out to get stuff at the grocery store. They're starting to get entirely too familiar with me there. "What did you forget this time?" Cream of Tartar. I ran out of cream of tartar! I've got two more recipes of stuff that I need to make before my kids get here later this week and one of those recipes calls for cream of tartar. It wouldn't be so bad but I KNEW that I needed cream of tartar because I'd used it all up when I made the brown sugar cookies which I STILL have to decorate. Oh well...back to the store for me. I returned the roasted in the shell peanuts that I bought the other day while I was at it. Silly me. I thought they were salted. They didn't say salt-free so I thought they'd be salted. Wrong. So, while I was out buying cream of tartar, I bought SALTED peanuts, in the shell.
Murphyism of the Day
Addendum to Murphy's Law
You never run out of things that can go wrong.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Word of the Day
Inbetweedle - Used when unable to decided whether to say in between or in the middle.
I played my clarinet today with our church orchestra. Two services. That's really not too much for me to handle on a normal basis but...I burned my lip the other day when I was making peanut brittle. I now have a cracked and bleeding lip. Oh well, one must make some sacrifices. I just wish it didn't have to be a blood sacrifice.
On my way home from church, I made yet another stop at the grocery store. I have a hankering for pot roast. So, I bought a roast. Since it'll take four hours to cook, I started the process as soon as I got home. After about 30 minutes, HTP called me into his office and asked what smelled so awful. What?! I thought my roast smelled wonderful. "My pot roast smells awful?!" "OH! You're making pot roast?", he asked. "I thought you were making cookies. Nevermind, that's OK, it smells great." Apparently, the smell and his thought that I was making a strange new recipe of cookies just didn't compute. To him I was making some cookies and they really smelled horrible. Once he realized that I was making pot roast, his nose computer was back on track.
I decided to take a day off from baking cookies. I'll resume my baking marathon tomorrow. Well, maybe I'll just make a couple of batches of brownies. Later tonight after supper. Right now I need a nap.
Murphyism of the Day
Leahy's Law
If a thing is done wrong often enough, it becomes right.
Inbetweedle - Used when unable to decided whether to say in between or in the middle.
I played my clarinet today with our church orchestra. Two services. That's really not too much for me to handle on a normal basis but...I burned my lip the other day when I was making peanut brittle. I now have a cracked and bleeding lip. Oh well, one must make some sacrifices. I just wish it didn't have to be a blood sacrifice.
On my way home from church, I made yet another stop at the grocery store. I have a hankering for pot roast. So, I bought a roast. Since it'll take four hours to cook, I started the process as soon as I got home. After about 30 minutes, HTP called me into his office and asked what smelled so awful. What?! I thought my roast smelled wonderful. "My pot roast smells awful?!" "OH! You're making pot roast?", he asked. "I thought you were making cookies. Nevermind, that's OK, it smells great." Apparently, the smell and his thought that I was making a strange new recipe of cookies just didn't compute. To him I was making some cookies and they really smelled horrible. Once he realized that I was making pot roast, his nose computer was back on track.
I decided to take a day off from baking cookies. I'll resume my baking marathon tomorrow. Well, maybe I'll just make a couple of batches of brownies. Later tonight after supper. Right now I need a nap.
Murphyism of the Day
Leahy's Law
If a thing is done wrong often enough, it becomes right.
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Word of the Day
Immewnity - No prosecution for catnapping.
It seems that I've spending a great deal of time in grocery stores. Thankfully, there is a grocery store only five minutes away...by car. Unfortunately, I don't always have a car on hand. HTP and I only have one car. Actually, we only REALLY need the one car if we plan things right. I ran out of sugar. Again. Yesterday, it was flour. I made six batches of peanut brittle last night so I guess a sugar shortage was to be expected. I had just enough to make one batch of fruitcake bars this morning. So anyway, we combined the grocery shopping with some other shopping that needed doing.
HTP had some shopping to do so I decided to go with him. He needed to get me a new keyboard for my computer. My old keyboard was working fine but you couldn't read the letters on the keys anymore. I'm a touch-typer so this doesn't usually bother me but sometimes, if I'm not in touch-type mode and someone asks me to type an E or a D or whatever, I'd have to really think about where it was located on my poor old keyboard. Who'd have thought that I'd actually wear off the letters on my keyboard? Must be all this blogging. Anyway, the new keyboard feels a bit strange but I'm sure I'll get used to it.
I'm going to make another batch of fruitcake bars. I LIKE FRUITCAKE!!!!! I refuse to apologize for that fact. I like lots of things. I don't like tripe or menudo. I really don't like kidneys. And, even though I happen to like liver with onions, I can't stand chicken livers or turkey livers and forget Foie Gras. Foie Gras reminds me of that icky fat that used to come attached to the pork chops that my Mom used to make me eat. I used to try and hide it under the plate when she wasn't looking. If our dogs weren't so well trained, I would have slipped it to them. I like vegetables, broccoli included. I like poultry of every kind, red meat or every kind, most fish...I don't like salmon unless it's smoked...and I like the other white meat. I love raw oysters. I love sushi and sashimi. I love deep, dark, rich chocolate. And...I LIKE FRUITCAKE!!!! I don't find myself craving it in the middle of the night but somehow Christmas just isn't the same without a nice piece of fruitcake along with a cup of coffee or tea.
Murphyism of the Day
Bloch's Corollary
If everything can go wrong, it will.
Immewnity - No prosecution for catnapping.
It seems that I've spending a great deal of time in grocery stores. Thankfully, there is a grocery store only five minutes away...by car. Unfortunately, I don't always have a car on hand. HTP and I only have one car. Actually, we only REALLY need the one car if we plan things right. I ran out of sugar. Again. Yesterday, it was flour. I made six batches of peanut brittle last night so I guess a sugar shortage was to be expected. I had just enough to make one batch of fruitcake bars this morning. So anyway, we combined the grocery shopping with some other shopping that needed doing.
HTP had some shopping to do so I decided to go with him. He needed to get me a new keyboard for my computer. My old keyboard was working fine but you couldn't read the letters on the keys anymore. I'm a touch-typer so this doesn't usually bother me but sometimes, if I'm not in touch-type mode and someone asks me to type an E or a D or whatever, I'd have to really think about where it was located on my poor old keyboard. Who'd have thought that I'd actually wear off the letters on my keyboard? Must be all this blogging. Anyway, the new keyboard feels a bit strange but I'm sure I'll get used to it.
I'm going to make another batch of fruitcake bars. I LIKE FRUITCAKE!!!!! I refuse to apologize for that fact. I like lots of things. I don't like tripe or menudo. I really don't like kidneys. And, even though I happen to like liver with onions, I can't stand chicken livers or turkey livers and forget Foie Gras. Foie Gras reminds me of that icky fat that used to come attached to the pork chops that my Mom used to make me eat. I used to try and hide it under the plate when she wasn't looking. If our dogs weren't so well trained, I would have slipped it to them. I like vegetables, broccoli included. I like poultry of every kind, red meat or every kind, most fish...I don't like salmon unless it's smoked...and I like the other white meat. I love raw oysters. I love sushi and sashimi. I love deep, dark, rich chocolate. And...I LIKE FRUITCAKE!!!! I don't find myself craving it in the middle of the night but somehow Christmas just isn't the same without a nice piece of fruitcake along with a cup of coffee or tea.
Murphyism of the Day
Bloch's Corollary
If everything can go wrong, it will.
Friday, December 16, 2005
Word of the Day
Ignoration - The act or process of ignoring; the state of ignoring.
I really hate making spritz. This wasn't always the case. I used to make wonderful spritz cookies. Actually, I still make wonderful spritz cookies. They just don't LOOK wonderful. Ever since HTP's mom used my spritz-maker...way back when #1 son was just a tot...my spritz-maker just doesn't work quite right. So? I bought a new spritz-maker. That one doesn't work right either. I haven't been able to fine a spritz-maker that works just right. Oh well. They taste good. I made a double batch of vanilla spritz ribbons, a batch of green pudgy Christmas trees, and a batch of wreaths.
I'm going to make peanut brittle after supper. I was going to make it this afternoon but HTP bought the wrong type of dry-roasted peanuts. I had no idea that they made a salt-free version so I just asked HTP to get me a couple of jars of dry-roasted peanuts. If I'd known that there was a salt-free version, I would have specified. Get me the ones with salt. Oh well...I needed to go out shopping anyway. We were able to exchange the peanuts and I got some candied fruit for my fruitcake. Hey! I happen to like fruitcake! And I got more flour. It's amazing how much flour I've gone through in the last few days. And eggs. And sugar. And margarine.
Murphyism of the Day
Schnatterly's Summing-up of the Corollaries
If anything can't go wrong, it will.
Ignoration - The act or process of ignoring; the state of ignoring.
I really hate making spritz. This wasn't always the case. I used to make wonderful spritz cookies. Actually, I still make wonderful spritz cookies. They just don't LOOK wonderful. Ever since HTP's mom used my spritz-maker...way back when #1 son was just a tot...my spritz-maker just doesn't work quite right. So? I bought a new spritz-maker. That one doesn't work right either. I haven't been able to fine a spritz-maker that works just right. Oh well. They taste good. I made a double batch of vanilla spritz ribbons, a batch of green pudgy Christmas trees, and a batch of wreaths.
I'm going to make peanut brittle after supper. I was going to make it this afternoon but HTP bought the wrong type of dry-roasted peanuts. I had no idea that they made a salt-free version so I just asked HTP to get me a couple of jars of dry-roasted peanuts. If I'd known that there was a salt-free version, I would have specified. Get me the ones with salt. Oh well...I needed to go out shopping anyway. We were able to exchange the peanuts and I got some candied fruit for my fruitcake. Hey! I happen to like fruitcake! And I got more flour. It's amazing how much flour I've gone through in the last few days. And eggs. And sugar. And margarine.
Murphyism of the Day
Schnatterly's Summing-up of the Corollaries
If anything can't go wrong, it will.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Word of the Day
Idget - A dorky, but all around lovable person.
Today was a very important day. The Iraqi's voted. I'm praying that this will be a turning point for our troops over there. GI Joe will be celebrating Christmas this year in Iraq. This is reality. He's supposed to be in Iraq until sometime next November. My thoughts and prayers are with all of our military serving in Iraq, and throughout the world. May God Bless them and keep them safe. Thank you for your service and the sacrifices that you and your families make each and everyday.
I spent the morning cleaning and removing cat hair from the former Camp Furball. The room is now ready once again for guests.
Baking. I made Brown Sugar Cookies today. That takes time. I made two batches of them since I'll have all three of my children home for Christmas. This is one recipe that I HAVE to make each year. This year I was a bit lazy and didn't roll them out as thin as I have in years past. Each recipe yielded 10 and 1/2 dozen shaped cookies. I'll start the decorating process tomorrow but I'm going to make sure to keep some aside for our traditional cookie decorating festivities when my son gets home.
HTP just called. He stopped at the store on his way home, knowing that I would be needing more baking supplies. I'm down to my last stick of margarine. There are only three eggs left in the fridge. I think I have enough flour. Well...tomorrow I'll make Spritz. I think I've got enough fixings for that. At least I'll have the car tomorrow should my estimate be too optimistic.
Murphyism of the Day
Benedict's Principle
Nature always sides with the hidden flaw.
Idget - A dorky, but all around lovable person.
Today was a very important day. The Iraqi's voted. I'm praying that this will be a turning point for our troops over there. GI Joe will be celebrating Christmas this year in Iraq. This is reality. He's supposed to be in Iraq until sometime next November. My thoughts and prayers are with all of our military serving in Iraq, and throughout the world. May God Bless them and keep them safe. Thank you for your service and the sacrifices that you and your families make each and everyday.
I spent the morning cleaning and removing cat hair from the former Camp Furball. The room is now ready once again for guests.
Baking. I made Brown Sugar Cookies today. That takes time. I made two batches of them since I'll have all three of my children home for Christmas. This is one recipe that I HAVE to make each year. This year I was a bit lazy and didn't roll them out as thin as I have in years past. Each recipe yielded 10 and 1/2 dozen shaped cookies. I'll start the decorating process tomorrow but I'm going to make sure to keep some aside for our traditional cookie decorating festivities when my son gets home.
HTP just called. He stopped at the store on his way home, knowing that I would be needing more baking supplies. I'm down to my last stick of margarine. There are only three eggs left in the fridge. I think I have enough flour. Well...tomorrow I'll make Spritz. I think I've got enough fixings for that. At least I'll have the car tomorrow should my estimate be too optimistic.
Murphyism of the Day
Benedict's Principle
Nature always sides with the hidden flaw.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Word of the Day
Hugsitation - That awkward pause when one can't decide whether to greet someone with a handshake or a hug.
HTP posed a question to me the other day. He was rather hesitant because...well...I was a bit adamant (to say the least) when the subject of my DD daughter's cats came up when it became apparent that she wouldn't be granted BAH (housing allowance) because her husband wasn't with her. She'd have to stay in the barracks. I guess no-one cares that her husband can't be there. He's deployed in Iraq. So at their own expense, they're paying for the storage of all there household goods. And? Now, they're paying for an apartment, out of their small military salaries. Don't get me started. That's a whole issue that I just don't want to get into because my blood pressure just goes nuts.
But, to HTP, the key word here is "apartment". DD daughter has an apartment now. He posed the question (hesitantly), "What about taking a roadtrip to take DD's cats to her? We could drive to Pendleton, spend the night, drop off the cats and the rest of DD's things, and come back the next day." Well, normally this would sound just fine but.... I'm in the middle of a marathon baking session. I do not have time to take a trip out to the coast. Plus, we'd have to take the dogs with us too. So? We consulted with DD daughter. She sounded really excited about having her cats back. Fine. But...I can't go. I'd lose three days of baking time, plus, I just couldn't see traveling six hours with three cats and two dogs. HTP decided to go by himself. Well...actually...not by himself. HTP and DD's three cats left this morning on a road trip to Pendleton.
I packed up all of DD's stuff and loaded it into The Gator. Ten minutes before HTP wanted to leave, I loaded the MiMao, Taye, and Todd into their kennel. I cleaned up the litter box and loaded it into The Gator, along with their water dish and food dish. HTP loaded the kennel into The Gator. Too heavy for me to carry. I mean, each of DD's cats weighs at least 20 pounds. There is no way that I can lift 60 pounds, much less the added weight of the kennel. No sooner than HTP loaded the kennel with it's three cats into The Gator, he then climbed aboard and away they went. I'm thinking that they should arrive at DD Daughter's new apartment at around 6 PM tonight...California time. My fellow Marine Mom's have commented that HTP AND DD's cats are in their prayers. They're praying that the cats behave themselves and that HTP retains enough patience so that he doesn't fling the cats enroute.
Camp Furball Update
Camp Furball has been disbanded. The occupants (inmates) are being transported to their new California home. These are well-traveled, multi-cultural, cats. Sigh. I'm going to miss the little stinkers. To HTP: I will clean and sanitize Camp Furball and return it to guest room status....tomorrow. Really.
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Me? I made two batches of Russian Teacakes and two batches of Sugarless Russian Teacakes. These are HTP's favorites. I've started a batch of Biscotti and will be finishing up with those before the night is over. Tomorrow? I'm not sure. I'm running out of butter. I think I just may have enough left to make Brown Sugar Cookies. My children would kill me if I didn't make Brown Sugar Cookies.
Murphyism of the Day
It is impossible to make anything foolproof because fools are ingenious.
Hugsitation - That awkward pause when one can't decide whether to greet someone with a handshake or a hug.
HTP posed a question to me the other day. He was rather hesitant because...well...I was a bit adamant (to say the least) when the subject of my DD daughter's cats came up when it became apparent that she wouldn't be granted BAH (housing allowance) because her husband wasn't with her. She'd have to stay in the barracks. I guess no-one cares that her husband can't be there. He's deployed in Iraq. So at their own expense, they're paying for the storage of all there household goods. And? Now, they're paying for an apartment, out of their small military salaries. Don't get me started. That's a whole issue that I just don't want to get into because my blood pressure just goes nuts.
But, to HTP, the key word here is "apartment". DD daughter has an apartment now. He posed the question (hesitantly), "What about taking a roadtrip to take DD's cats to her? We could drive to Pendleton, spend the night, drop off the cats and the rest of DD's things, and come back the next day." Well, normally this would sound just fine but.... I'm in the middle of a marathon baking session. I do not have time to take a trip out to the coast. Plus, we'd have to take the dogs with us too. So? We consulted with DD daughter. She sounded really excited about having her cats back. Fine. But...I can't go. I'd lose three days of baking time, plus, I just couldn't see traveling six hours with three cats and two dogs. HTP decided to go by himself. Well...actually...not by himself. HTP and DD's three cats left this morning on a road trip to Pendleton.
I packed up all of DD's stuff and loaded it into The Gator. Ten minutes before HTP wanted to leave, I loaded the MiMao, Taye, and Todd into their kennel. I cleaned up the litter box and loaded it into The Gator, along with their water dish and food dish. HTP loaded the kennel into The Gator. Too heavy for me to carry. I mean, each of DD's cats weighs at least 20 pounds. There is no way that I can lift 60 pounds, much less the added weight of the kennel. No sooner than HTP loaded the kennel with it's three cats into The Gator, he then climbed aboard and away they went. I'm thinking that they should arrive at DD Daughter's new apartment at around 6 PM tonight...California time. My fellow Marine Mom's have commented that HTP AND DD's cats are in their prayers. They're praying that the cats behave themselves and that HTP retains enough patience so that he doesn't fling the cats enroute.
Camp Furball Update
Camp Furball has been disbanded. The occupants (inmates) are being transported to their new California home. These are well-traveled, multi-cultural, cats. Sigh. I'm going to miss the little stinkers. To HTP: I will clean and sanitize Camp Furball and return it to guest room status....tomorrow. Really.
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Me? I made two batches of Russian Teacakes and two batches of Sugarless Russian Teacakes. These are HTP's favorites. I've started a batch of Biscotti and will be finishing up with those before the night is over. Tomorrow? I'm not sure. I'm running out of butter. I think I just may have enough left to make Brown Sugar Cookies. My children would kill me if I didn't make Brown Sugar Cookies.
Murphyism of the Day
It is impossible to make anything foolproof because fools are ingenious.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Word of the Day
Hortitorture - The mistreatment of one's plants; usually resulting in their demise.
My laundry is all done, folded and stowed. I'm moving a bit slow today. I've got the worst, painful, stiff neck. It struck last night. Don't know why. But, anyway, it's slowing me down a bit. I'd planned to do a lot more today. I did finish up ALL the Christmas present wrapping. ALL DONE! I mean it this time. I finished making two batches of Cinnamon Jan Hagel and I've got another two batches of Almond Jan Hagel in the oven right now. I plan to make sugar-free versions of both, another four batches of cookies, before I quit tonight. I'll have to make the Russian Teacakes tomorrow. Maybe HTP will lend a hand on that. Those are his favorite cookies. The thing is that they need to be dusted with powdered sugar and I'm not happy with my sugar-free version of powdered sugar. Heck! I may just go ahead and dust them with the real stuff. I don't think that the little dusting of powdered sugar will cause too many diabetic problems. Into life, a bit of sugar must fall. In the meantime, I've trying to drive HTP nuts with the Christmas music I'm shaking the house with.
Murphyism of the Day
Every solution breeds new problems.
Hortitorture - The mistreatment of one's plants; usually resulting in their demise.
My laundry is all done, folded and stowed. I'm moving a bit slow today. I've got the worst, painful, stiff neck. It struck last night. Don't know why. But, anyway, it's slowing me down a bit. I'd planned to do a lot more today. I did finish up ALL the Christmas present wrapping. ALL DONE! I mean it this time. I finished making two batches of Cinnamon Jan Hagel and I've got another two batches of Almond Jan Hagel in the oven right now. I plan to make sugar-free versions of both, another four batches of cookies, before I quit tonight. I'll have to make the Russian Teacakes tomorrow. Maybe HTP will lend a hand on that. Those are his favorite cookies. The thing is that they need to be dusted with powdered sugar and I'm not happy with my sugar-free version of powdered sugar. Heck! I may just go ahead and dust them with the real stuff. I don't think that the little dusting of powdered sugar will cause too many diabetic problems. Into life, a bit of sugar must fall. In the meantime, I've trying to drive HTP nuts with the Christmas music I'm shaking the house with.
Murphyism of the Day
Every solution breeds new problems.
Monday, December 12, 2005
Word of the Day
Horsepital - Where horses are cared for when sick.
I've got a tree!
HTP got my tree stand fixed. We finally figured out where to put the tree (I'd forgotten since last year) and I've got all the ornaments up and shining.
Tomorrow is laundry day and I think I'll start on The Great Cookie Project.
Murphyism of the Day
Whenever you set out to do something, something else must be done first.
Horsepital - Where horses are cared for when sick.
I've got a tree!
HTP got my tree stand fixed. We finally figured out where to put the tree (I'd forgotten since last year) and I've got all the ornaments up and shining.
Tomorrow is laundry day and I think I'll start on The Great Cookie Project.
Murphyism of the Day
Whenever you set out to do something, something else must be done first.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Word of the Day
Horrorscope - A bad news astrology reading.
I've finished up with almost all the Christmas present wrapping. There may be one or two more items to go but there's no panic when it comes to that. HTP's gone off to get some washers to fix the tree stand. If all goes well, I'll have my tree up tonight...or tomorrow. It'll get done. I also gave HTP a whole list of baking supplies that I'll need. I want to get started on the baking. Tomorrow? Tuesday? This too will get done.
I made another batch of strawberry liqueur. Then, while I was at it, I made a batch of blackberry liqueur. I'll kick back and sample some of the wild raspberry stuff I made last year before heading off to bed tonight. In the meantime, I'm enjoying a bit of quiet time with a good book.
Murphyism of the Day
Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.
Horrorscope - A bad news astrology reading.
I've finished up with almost all the Christmas present wrapping. There may be one or two more items to go but there's no panic when it comes to that. HTP's gone off to get some washers to fix the tree stand. If all goes well, I'll have my tree up tonight...or tomorrow. It'll get done. I also gave HTP a whole list of baking supplies that I'll need. I want to get started on the baking. Tomorrow? Tuesday? This too will get done.
I made another batch of strawberry liqueur. Then, while I was at it, I made a batch of blackberry liqueur. I'll kick back and sample some of the wild raspberry stuff I made last year before heading off to bed tonight. In the meantime, I'm enjoying a bit of quiet time with a good book.
Murphyism of the Day
Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Word of the Day
Horredy - A horrer-comedy
We got home last night after dark. This morning I took a good look at the damage several nights of below freezing temperatures here in the desert did to my plants. Damage. Everything looks pretty bad. Thankfully, I left my rubber tree and my milk cactus covered while we were away. I think the ficus and the thevitia will recover. I suppose the bouganvillea and lantana will recover as well. Although nipped, I'm sure the dwarf oleander will be fine along with the natal plum. Even the palms look a bit nipped around the edges. Only the red yucca looks untouched. I probably lost a couple of my hibiscus. Oh well... I'll keep my fingers crossed. The citrus don't look too bad. The pomegranate will be fine. I suppose they were somewhat protected between our house and our neighbor's place. The tomatoes? Forget it. They're gone. Actually, all my plants look damaged. I know that most will come back this spring but we're in for an eye-sore this winter while we're here until the warmer temperatures of spring arrive. My neighbor was concerned that the HOA start sending out notices about dead and dying plants but I told her that they'll probably hold off until it's a definite that a plant or tree won't recover. I hope I didn't speak too soon on that.
Murphyism of the Day
If you perceive that there are four possible ways in which a procedure can go wrong, and circumvent these, then a fifth way will promptly develop.
Horredy - A horrer-comedy
We got home last night after dark. This morning I took a good look at the damage several nights of below freezing temperatures here in the desert did to my plants. Damage. Everything looks pretty bad. Thankfully, I left my rubber tree and my milk cactus covered while we were away. I think the ficus and the thevitia will recover. I suppose the bouganvillea and lantana will recover as well. Although nipped, I'm sure the dwarf oleander will be fine along with the natal plum. Even the palms look a bit nipped around the edges. Only the red yucca looks untouched. I probably lost a couple of my hibiscus. Oh well... I'll keep my fingers crossed. The citrus don't look too bad. The pomegranate will be fine. I suppose they were somewhat protected between our house and our neighbor's place. The tomatoes? Forget it. They're gone. Actually, all my plants look damaged. I know that most will come back this spring but we're in for an eye-sore this winter while we're here until the warmer temperatures of spring arrive. My neighbor was concerned that the HOA start sending out notices about dead and dying plants but I told her that they'll probably hold off until it's a definite that a plant or tree won't recover. I hope I didn't speak too soon on that.
Murphyism of the Day
If you perceive that there are four possible ways in which a procedure can go wrong, and circumvent these, then a fifth way will promptly develop.
Friday, December 09, 2005
Word of the Day
Hissteria - Fear of snakes
I recognize the fact that I failed to blog yesterday. I did warn you that this might happen. HTP and I are heading back to Arizona today. I'll try and find the time to blog when we get back home. For right now, I've got to pack up the computer so we can go down for breakfast.
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And so....much later, much, much, much later.... I continue,
Over The Dam and through the hills, it was back to Arizona we went. Nothing new other than most of the traffic was flowing in the opposite direction. Not even a single construction delay. And I did not see my friend and her husband as they made their way to Las Vegas. Like ships passing in the night....
As we were driving we paused and reflected upon the fact that our nephew (my sister's oldest ) got married to his sweetie at 3:30 PM today. We wish them a life filled with happiness and joy as they continue on together as partners in this life's journey.
We stopped and picked up our Arizona daughter on our way home. We ate at a Mexican restaurant. Very good. If it's good enough for the President of the United States, I guess it's good enough for us. Yes, President Bush ate at this restaurant in January of 2004. I did not order the Presidential Combo. I never have been a fan of enchiladas. Anyway, afterwards we went grocery shopping and then continued on home.
All the groceries are now put away. Our bags are unpacked and stored. There's a message on our answering machine telling us that we're out of luck when it comes to getting replacement parts for our tree stand. Sigh. Tomorrow is another day. I'm off to bed.
Murphyism of the Day
If there is a possibility of several things going wrong, the one that will cause the most damage will be the one to go wrong.
Hissteria - Fear of snakes
I recognize the fact that I failed to blog yesterday. I did warn you that this might happen. HTP and I are heading back to Arizona today. I'll try and find the time to blog when we get back home. For right now, I've got to pack up the computer so we can go down for breakfast.
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And so....much later, much, much, much later.... I continue,
Over The Dam and through the hills, it was back to Arizona we went. Nothing new other than most of the traffic was flowing in the opposite direction. Not even a single construction delay. And I did not see my friend and her husband as they made their way to Las Vegas. Like ships passing in the night....
As we were driving we paused and reflected upon the fact that our nephew (my sister's oldest ) got married to his sweetie at 3:30 PM today. We wish them a life filled with happiness and joy as they continue on together as partners in this life's journey.
We stopped and picked up our Arizona daughter on our way home. We ate at a Mexican restaurant. Very good. If it's good enough for the President of the United States, I guess it's good enough for us. Yes, President Bush ate at this restaurant in January of 2004. I did not order the Presidential Combo. I never have been a fan of enchiladas. Anyway, afterwards we went grocery shopping and then continued on home.
All the groceries are now put away. Our bags are unpacked and stored. There's a message on our answering machine telling us that we're out of luck when it comes to getting replacement parts for our tree stand. Sigh. Tomorrow is another day. I'm off to bed.
Murphyism of the Day
If there is a possibility of several things going wrong, the one that will cause the most damage will be the one to go wrong.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Word of the Day
Gamblidementia - The frantic urge to keep playing despite/because you find that you're losing.
I've won two minor jackpots. Now, the goal is to survive tomorrow without losing that which has been won. Actually, HTP and I always feel that we've won if we can leave Vegas with at least some of the money we came with remaining in our pockets. So far, so good. I've set aside the money that Wisconsin expects for their income tax requirements. 6.5% In Wisconsin when it comes to gambling, they don't care how much money you lost while trying to win, they just want their share of whatever you won.
We met my folks for supper here at Fellini's. Wonderful! The food at Fellini's is wonderful. Our waiter Fiori takes really good care of us. We all get a chuckle out of his description of the "Sneaker's Pie".
Murphyism of the Day
Everything takes longer than you think it will.
Gamblidementia - The frantic urge to keep playing despite/because you find that you're losing.
I've won two minor jackpots. Now, the goal is to survive tomorrow without losing that which has been won. Actually, HTP and I always feel that we've won if we can leave Vegas with at least some of the money we came with remaining in our pockets. So far, so good. I've set aside the money that Wisconsin expects for their income tax requirements. 6.5% In Wisconsin when it comes to gambling, they don't care how much money you lost while trying to win, they just want their share of whatever you won.
We met my folks for supper here at Fellini's. Wonderful! The food at Fellini's is wonderful. Our waiter Fiori takes really good care of us. We all get a chuckle out of his description of the "Sneaker's Pie".
Murphyism of the Day
Everything takes longer than you think it will.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Word of the Day
Snailpokeyish - Accurate description of the speed of a dial-up modem connection.
HTP and I are in Vegas. We packed up and left the house at around 9 AM this morning. This was a relatively late hour to leave but we avoided rush hour traffic. We did hit road construction which delayed us for about 30 minutes. There was no wait at the Hoover Dam other than people who like to drive 1 mph while sight-seeing instead of paying the $7 parking fee so they can actually get out and take pictures without causing major blood-pressure issues with those of us who have seen the dam many times over the years.
After dropping the dogs off at my folks place, we continued onto Sam's Town. They upgraded our room to a suite. OK. HTP and I would have preferred a regular room. The regular rooms are just fine with us. Actually, to be honest, aside from the jacuzzi bath in the room and the fridge and generous sitting area, the suite really doesn't lend itself to HTP and my living preferences. There isn't much room to put your clothes. There are a total of three small drawers in the area where they encourage you to dry your hair and put on your make-up...no sink in that area. I actually had to hang up my jeans and I had to tuck my underwear and socks into the nightstand on one of the shelves...right next to the phone books. We've got two TV's but we'll only use the one...maybe. There isn't too many channels to watch because they'd really rather have you downstairs in the casino. Oh well...it looks pretty. Maybe I'll take a bath later.
HTP and I ate supper at Billy Bob's. The prime rib was good this time. Only a hint of rosemary. I'm not fond of rosemary when it comes to prime rib. Actually, I don't mind it but it seems that most cooks and chefs don't understand the concept of seasoning when it comes to using rosemary. I've found that the majority of times when rosemary is used, the only thing you end up tasting is the rosemary. That would be fine if you hated the taste of whatever the rosemary was supposed to flavor but I happen to like the taste of prime rib and chicken and lamb...well...I really don't like lamb so I guess they can go ahead with that but...actually, I don't like the taste of rosemary either so...
Murphyism of the Day
Nothing is as easy as it looks.
Snailpokeyish - Accurate description of the speed of a dial-up modem connection.
HTP and I are in Vegas. We packed up and left the house at around 9 AM this morning. This was a relatively late hour to leave but we avoided rush hour traffic. We did hit road construction which delayed us for about 30 minutes. There was no wait at the Hoover Dam other than people who like to drive 1 mph while sight-seeing instead of paying the $7 parking fee so they can actually get out and take pictures without causing major blood-pressure issues with those of us who have seen the dam many times over the years.
After dropping the dogs off at my folks place, we continued onto Sam's Town. They upgraded our room to a suite. OK. HTP and I would have preferred a regular room. The regular rooms are just fine with us. Actually, to be honest, aside from the jacuzzi bath in the room and the fridge and generous sitting area, the suite really doesn't lend itself to HTP and my living preferences. There isn't much room to put your clothes. There are a total of three small drawers in the area where they encourage you to dry your hair and put on your make-up...no sink in that area. I actually had to hang up my jeans and I had to tuck my underwear and socks into the nightstand on one of the shelves...right next to the phone books. We've got two TV's but we'll only use the one...maybe. There isn't too many channels to watch because they'd really rather have you downstairs in the casino. Oh well...it looks pretty. Maybe I'll take a bath later.
HTP and I ate supper at Billy Bob's. The prime rib was good this time. Only a hint of rosemary. I'm not fond of rosemary when it comes to prime rib. Actually, I don't mind it but it seems that most cooks and chefs don't understand the concept of seasoning when it comes to using rosemary. I've found that the majority of times when rosemary is used, the only thing you end up tasting is the rosemary. That would be fine if you hated the taste of whatever the rosemary was supposed to flavor but I happen to like the taste of prime rib and chicken and lamb...well...I really don't like lamb so I guess they can go ahead with that but...actually, I don't like the taste of rosemary either so...
Murphyism of the Day
Nothing is as easy as it looks.
Monday, December 05, 2005
Word of the Day
Hiscarious - So funny it's scary.
Laundry. I know. It's not Tuesday. Today was the exception to the rule. HTP and I are heading off to Vegas tomorrow. It's always nice to travel with clean clothes on one's back and in one's suitcase.
I started wrapping presents today. The key word is "started". I've got more to do in that department. I also need to get busy baking but that will have to wait until return from our trip. By the way, the same rule holds as always exists while we're in Vegas. I'll have our laptop with me but I can't promise that I'll blog.
Camp Furball Update
Not to worry. DD Daughter's cats won't starve whilst HTP and I are in Vegas. DD has one of those special cat food dishes and a special water bowl so her cats can feed and water themselves while we're away. I'm on my way to put all new cat litter in their special latrine. I'll leave the window blinds up so they can amuse themselves by watching the birds fly by and bath in the fountain. I do plan to lock the door. We wouldn't want one of those Houdini cats to escape Camp Furball while we're away. One of the nice things about cats is that they can take care of themselves for the most part. Unlike certain dogs I know.
Human Imponderable of the Day
In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
Hiscarious - So funny it's scary.
Laundry. I know. It's not Tuesday. Today was the exception to the rule. HTP and I are heading off to Vegas tomorrow. It's always nice to travel with clean clothes on one's back and in one's suitcase.
I started wrapping presents today. The key word is "started". I've got more to do in that department. I also need to get busy baking but that will have to wait until return from our trip. By the way, the same rule holds as always exists while we're in Vegas. I'll have our laptop with me but I can't promise that I'll blog.
Camp Furball Update
Not to worry. DD Daughter's cats won't starve whilst HTP and I are in Vegas. DD has one of those special cat food dishes and a special water bowl so her cats can feed and water themselves while we're away. I'm on my way to put all new cat litter in their special latrine. I'll leave the window blinds up so they can amuse themselves by watching the birds fly by and bath in the fountain. I do plan to lock the door. We wouldn't want one of those Houdini cats to escape Camp Furball while we're away. One of the nice things about cats is that they can take care of themselves for the most part. Unlike certain dogs I know.
Human Imponderable of the Day
In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Word of the Day
Hipondent - When you're feeling incredibly cool and depressed at the same time.
I spent the morning at church today. Three hours of Christmas music. I love it. And yes, playing Christmas music on my clarinet did put me in the mood for Christmas. And since it is Sunday I thought I'd share.
I've always been taught that one should take it to the Lord in prayer and so.....
FOR YOU
"I wish for you...
"Comfort on difficult days,
Smiles when sadness intrudes,
Rainbows to follow the clouds,
Laughter to kiss your lips,
Sunsets to warm your heart
Gentle hugs when spirits sag,
Friendships to brighten your being,
Beauty for your eyes to see,
Confidence for when you doubt,
Faith so that you can believe,
Courage to know yourself,
Patience to accept the truth,
And love to complete your life.
God Bless you!
I asked the Lord to bless you
As I prayed for you today
To guide you and protect you
As you go along your way....
His love is always with you
His promises are true
No matter what the tribulation
You know He will see us through
So when the road you're traveling on
Seems difficult at best
Give your problems to the Lord
And God will do the rest.
Watch, dear Lord, with those who wake or watch or weep, and give your angels charge over those who sleep. Tend the sick, rest the weary, bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted, shield the joyous. In your love, give us all this through Jesus Christ our Lord.
*****
My sister once sent me the following story a long time ago and I've thinking about it all week and even the week before. It just took me a while to find it so I could share.
Two Traveling Angels
Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room. Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement. As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, "Things aren't always what they seem."
The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field. The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him, she accused. The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die. "Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied.
"When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it."
"Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem."
Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage. You just might not know it until some time later...
Human Imponderable of the Day
Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?
Hipondent - When you're feeling incredibly cool and depressed at the same time.
I spent the morning at church today. Three hours of Christmas music. I love it. And yes, playing Christmas music on my clarinet did put me in the mood for Christmas. And since it is Sunday I thought I'd share.
I've always been taught that one should take it to the Lord in prayer and so.....
FOR YOU
"I wish for you...
"Comfort on difficult days,
Smiles when sadness intrudes,
Rainbows to follow the clouds,
Laughter to kiss your lips,
Sunsets to warm your heart
Gentle hugs when spirits sag,
Friendships to brighten your being,
Beauty for your eyes to see,
Confidence for when you doubt,
Faith so that you can believe,
Courage to know yourself,
Patience to accept the truth,
And love to complete your life.
God Bless you!
I asked the Lord to bless you
As I prayed for you today
To guide you and protect you
As you go along your way....
His love is always with you
His promises are true
No matter what the tribulation
You know He will see us through
So when the road you're traveling on
Seems difficult at best
Give your problems to the Lord
And God will do the rest.
Watch, dear Lord, with those who wake or watch or weep, and give your angels charge over those who sleep. Tend the sick, rest the weary, bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted, shield the joyous. In your love, give us all this through Jesus Christ our Lord.
*****
My sister once sent me the following story a long time ago and I've thinking about it all week and even the week before. It just took me a while to find it so I could share.
Two Traveling Angels
Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room. Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement. As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, "Things aren't always what they seem."
The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field. The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him, she accused. The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die. "Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied.
"When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it."
"Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem."
Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage. You just might not know it until some time later...
Human Imponderable of the Day
Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Word of the Day
Hip-hopular - Hip and popular, especially in media or culture.
HTP and I are still researching what to put on our back patio. Saltillo tile (tends to attract stains and needs to be sealed every other year)? Porcelain tile that looks like saltillo tile (costs lots more but you don't have to fuss with it)? Some kind of fake finish (this could scratch and it needs to sealed every five years)? As I said, we're researching. We don't want to make the mistake of another not really Kool-deck fiasco.
Tomorrow I need to leave for church at around 8 AM. I've got an orchestra practice and I'll be playing with the contemporary group. Christmas music. I love playing Christmas music. I sure hope my lip holds up.
Camp Furball Update
Taye and MiMao always seem to be curled up together. Todd doesn't cuddle with anyone. All three greet me at the door in a mass of furry bodies each morning when I go in to feed them. Demanding creatures. They make every attempt at escaping by throwing themselves at the door and rattling the doorknob each morning. Thankfully, they settle down nicely after I give them their huge scoop of food each morning. I'm going to leave the shade open at Camp Furball from now on. I noted that "someone" decided to play with one of my stuffed animals. A tiny stuffed dog that came in a McDonald's Happy Meal. No damage done. I place the dog out of reach...I think. Meanwhile I'm hoping that the trio will resume their efforts at trying to attract the notice of my two chihuahuas who get to play outside their window. So far, the chihuahuas have ignored their every effort.
Human Imponderable of the Day
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams your ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That hurt. Next time get off your cell phone and watch where you're going?"
Hip-hopular - Hip and popular, especially in media or culture.
HTP and I are still researching what to put on our back patio. Saltillo tile (tends to attract stains and needs to be sealed every other year)? Porcelain tile that looks like saltillo tile (costs lots more but you don't have to fuss with it)? Some kind of fake finish (this could scratch and it needs to sealed every five years)? As I said, we're researching. We don't want to make the mistake of another not really Kool-deck fiasco.
Tomorrow I need to leave for church at around 8 AM. I've got an orchestra practice and I'll be playing with the contemporary group. Christmas music. I love playing Christmas music. I sure hope my lip holds up.
Camp Furball Update
Taye and MiMao always seem to be curled up together. Todd doesn't cuddle with anyone. All three greet me at the door in a mass of furry bodies each morning when I go in to feed them. Demanding creatures. They make every attempt at escaping by throwing themselves at the door and rattling the doorknob each morning. Thankfully, they settle down nicely after I give them their huge scoop of food each morning. I'm going to leave the shade open at Camp Furball from now on. I noted that "someone" decided to play with one of my stuffed animals. A tiny stuffed dog that came in a McDonald's Happy Meal. No damage done. I place the dog out of reach...I think. Meanwhile I'm hoping that the trio will resume their efforts at trying to attract the notice of my two chihuahuas who get to play outside their window. So far, the chihuahuas have ignored their every effort.
Human Imponderable of the Day
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams your ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That hurt. Next time get off your cell phone and watch where you're going?"
Friday, December 02, 2005
Word of the Day
Hidrawlic - In the deep south, people wave to you and say "Hi Y'all." They're practicing their hidrawlics.
Not much going on today. HTP took all the Christmas cards that I got ready yesterday to the Post Office. Turns out that I have to add even more stamps to some of the cards. ARGH!!!! Oh well...at least I think I'm done with Christmas cards. HTP has told me that he absolutely refuses to make another visit to the Post Office. I guess I'll have to go should the need arise. We still don't have a Christmas tree. It's on HTP's Honey Do List. Fix the Christmas tree stand. Actually, he's been trying real hard on that project. We're just about ready to give it up and use the thing broken or not.
Camp Furball Update
All's quiet at Camp Furball. I changed out the litter box. I washed, scrubbed, washed, scrubbed and refilled the water dish. DD Daughter tells me that MiMao likes to wash her paws in the water dish after using the litter box. Weird and yucky. Well...apparently she likes to wash her food too. Maybe she's part raccoon. Or maybe Howard Hughes has come back as a cat.
Human Imponderable of the Day
How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?
Hidrawlic - In the deep south, people wave to you and say "Hi Y'all." They're practicing their hidrawlics.
Not much going on today. HTP took all the Christmas cards that I got ready yesterday to the Post Office. Turns out that I have to add even more stamps to some of the cards. ARGH!!!! Oh well...at least I think I'm done with Christmas cards. HTP has told me that he absolutely refuses to make another visit to the Post Office. I guess I'll have to go should the need arise. We still don't have a Christmas tree. It's on HTP's Honey Do List. Fix the Christmas tree stand. Actually, he's been trying real hard on that project. We're just about ready to give it up and use the thing broken or not.
Camp Furball Update
All's quiet at Camp Furball. I changed out the litter box. I washed, scrubbed, washed, scrubbed and refilled the water dish. DD Daughter tells me that MiMao likes to wash her paws in the water dish after using the litter box. Weird and yucky. Well...apparently she likes to wash her food too. Maybe she's part raccoon. Or maybe Howard Hughes has come back as a cat.
Human Imponderable of the Day
How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?
Thursday, December 01, 2005
Word of the Day
Heyride - A drive-by shouting
HTP is still trying to fix our Christmas tree stand but I'm continuing on with my decorating. Today I finished up my Christmas cards while listening to Christmas music. I thought for sure that HTP bought enough Christmas stamps but it seems that I underestimated yet again. Oh well...some people are just going to have to make do with patriotic flag stamps this year.
Human Imponderable of the Day
Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?
Heyride - A drive-by shouting
HTP is still trying to fix our Christmas tree stand but I'm continuing on with my decorating. Today I finished up my Christmas cards while listening to Christmas music. I thought for sure that HTP bought enough Christmas stamps but it seems that I underestimated yet again. Oh well...some people are just going to have to make do with patriotic flag stamps this year.
Human Imponderable of the Day
Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?