Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
This is a Hustler Fast-Trac, zero-turn radius, 54" cutting deck, 21HP engine LAWN MOWER..with a custom camoflage paint job.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Bigdog and Whitedog-sharing a moment
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Yesterday I dug for about an hour, with frequent breaks because it is hotter than Hades out there. I did it in the morning when it was cooler. Sunglasses, do-rag, wipe rag, gloves (after rubbing a blister on the palm of my hand). To my delight, this morning I weighed 2 pounds lighter.....so went back at it. Being a 20ft square, it doesn't seem that I have gone far when I get a shovel and half width dug. The dirt is loose.....and am thinking it would have been a great place for a veggie garden (rats), but the hard part is the gagillion fist sized rocks.
Ahhh....the pool. Looking at pictures of it makes me want to dig till I drop in order to get it up. This is where I want to be right now......
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Of course, it has been so muggy here since the rain that I could have come to visit you and not noticed a difference in weather. The A/C came on the day it was 82 degrees in the house with 84% humidity. That was enough. But hey, I am proud to have almost made it to May before turning it on for the rest of the year.
The bluebonnets have loved the rain. They started blooming long ago, but have gone amuck since the rain. The burr clover has gone amuck also. I have got to drag myself out there and pull some of it up or I will have pet fur full of that stuff that they will pull off in the house....mostly in my bed.
Today a sweet breeze is blowing. It is nice and cool and blowing the humidity away. That's why it's sweet.
Have a good week!
Monday, April 27, 2009
And this is my road. I think I will dub it River Road. Hubs and I were discussing hauling up some giant sized flat rocks to put into the big holes that have developed over the years. Sure wish we had a ditch digger to cut some drainage ditches around here.
And this is the view from my front porch, across my yard (the part we call the lane), and across FIL's back yard. Water, water, everywhere. At least the pecan tree is getting a good drink. Maybe it will flower and produce nuts like crazy after this.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
So I sat there with the finished and not-so-finished pieces laid across my lap, coffee in hand trying to decide whether I should frog the FOs and find another pattern. Yep, I was seriously contemplating frogging 2 years worth of work.
With the liberal application of caffeine to sleep/stress/frustration befuddled mind, I finally figured out where I went astray. Exactly what I had done wrong on the first half...again...but in a different way.
Have I said how much I now HATE this pattern.
Now it is a matter of pride. There is no way in Hades that I am going to admit defeat to some damned Limey pattern.
Otter: Okay, I just cannot believe you did it again. By now you should be able to do this pattern...correctly...in your sleep. Do NOT let that pattern win!!
The one I went to was held in Tom Green County. A large county with a city of around 100,000 that I don't think they count AF base people. It draws from a couple dozen surrounding communities. Being a smaller city, I was astounded to find that over 1200 people were on the courthouse lawn. It was a wonderful time of prayer, anthem singing, pledging to the Texas flag, and rousing speeches. I think we did exceptionally well. I had to leave a bit early as it takes me an hour to get home and Lost was coming on tv at 8pm.
The first picture is of when they had the sign holders go up front to the steps. This is only a small section of them.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
The Witch moved on,
The Witch is gone.
Ding Dong the Wicked Witch moved on!
There is a large moving van up at the neighbor's house. YeeHaw! It's official! I was so afraid that since they haven't been able to sell the place, that they would change their minds and stay.
I get crap in town about how nice she is. I tell those people that none...NONE.. of her neighbor's like them at all.
Gone is the voice that cuts through the air like fingernails on chalkboard. Gone is the brats that are perfect. Gone is the town gossip. Gone is the woman who thought she should raise everyone else's kids. Only thing is that no one has found out what lawyer they used to keep the perfect brats out of jail. But at least there will be no more animals tortured to death. Isn't that what they say serial killers begin at a young age?
And the pesky steers that they starved all the time are gone also! WooHoo!!
Got to go into town to do some banking and grocery shopping. It is going to be wonderful to drive by their house and see the van loading things. God is good.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Now I am thinking of a drop stitch shawl I saw in Knit n Style that would look fantastic in the skeins of Kollage Serenity I have. I am wondering if I have enough....or if I have something in my stash that would go with it well. This Confusion yarn has my mind doing flip-flops over the possibilities. I just wish I could weave yarn together like they did in the yarn changes in Confusion.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
He dug two holes, put crap in them, covered them up, shuffled dirt from here to there, and restacked a huge pile of garbage. Asshat.
CUBEDOG: Ok, I will no longer complain about my suburban neighbors with their early morning lawn mowers, leaf blowers, and circular saws.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
The room was huge and wall to wall stitchery. The view was best from outside, but I failed to get a pic of it. Otter?
I have pics of the retreat center...just haven't got them uploaded to Flickr yet (sllllooooowwww connection this morning), but if you're ever in Texas, driving I-10 and need a place to stay west of San Antonio, I can heartily recommend the Meyer B&B in Comfort, Tx. Oh, and plan to spend a day in town-wow, great shops!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
I will not write
No matter the bait
I will not bite
I will not tease
I will not joke
I will not torment family folk
With April first
I am done
When it come to jokes
My Sister won.
Otter: Thank you very much. I'll be here all week. Please don't forget to tip your waitress.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
See ya there thursday afternoon!!!
Last night, I pulled into the drive and as I was getting stuff out of the car, I noticed a car pull up at the corner, stop, and put on its flashers.
You can imagine I was curious. I continued to watch covertly and a young man jumped out. He took off his ball-cap (which he was wearing “doofus” style) and started heading my way.
You can’t believe the number of thoughts that raced through my mind in a split-second. But the most prominent one concerned a certain license that has yet to arrive.
He called out to me: “Ma’am? Ma’am, may I pick a flower?”
“Sure, help yourself.”
I’m soooo vile I actually let a young man pick one of my sterling hibiscuses to give to his girl.
Then this morning, GEEEEZZZZZ. The NERVE of some people!
Otter: I am blown away that you were actually asked for the flower!! At least one kid in that city is being raised right.
I was driving to work, pull around an Expedition that was driving too slowly for my schedule. Continue on to the next light and said Expedition pulls up beside me; slowly.
He has the opportunity to pull ahead of me, but instead, pulls right along side.
I look up to see a man staring at me. Lets just say, as big as the Expedition is, he fit it to a “T”. He signals for me to roll down my window. Oh, this is good…in this city…..
Damn where IS my license….
Now, in the time I’ve lived hear I’ve come to distinguish many different accents. I can even tell a Brazilian from a “Valley” accent. I can tell an Eastern European from a German accent. But I still have problems distinguishing Caribbean Islands from African.
So whether this man was African or Islander, I can’t say. I can say, however, he wasn’t well versed on American history. I will call him FN (foreign national).
He wanted to inquire about my new bumper sticker. You know, the white one on the back of my black SUV: God & Guns Since 1776.
FN: Ma’am, what means “God & Guns Since 1776?” What is the meaning?
ME: Its to of the basic principles of our Freedom for over 200 years.
FN: But why GUNS & God?
ME: Because we had to fight for our Freedom.
FN: I understand the “God”, but not the “Guns”.
At this point I simply smiled at him and went back to my knitting.
I’m so vile and hate-filled; I didn’t tell him to read a damned history book about how America became free. I was nice, and tried to explain in the time allowed at a red-light. There just wasn’t enough time to tell him about the 2nd Amendment and how it protects us from Tyrants and Bullies both foreign and domestic.
It doesn't sound like he REALLY understands english. Not enough to grasp an abstract concept like "fighting" for freedom.
There’s never enough time…..
But I guess I’m just an intolerant, bigoted gun & God clinging red-neck a$$hole, Southern white Cracker.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Somewhere I know I have to have a picture of cubedog with the llama's pictured here, but I can't find it. Yeah, yeah....I need to organize my pics. Anyway, while cubedog was making nice with the long necked critters, one got a little too friendly.....he tried to nip her boob! Having gotten a little more intimate with the boy than she expected, she was compelled to buy some of his fleece.
This is the culprit....Masquarade.
This is his buddy Cinnamon.
Friday, March 27, 2009
But....if you have kept your wits about you and realize serious scientists aren't jumping on the global warming bandwagon......then turn all your house and yard lights on saturday night at 8:30pm for an hour. Heck, turn on all the tv's and radios too. Your children have been brainwashed at school, so you may have to explain to them how they have been lied to. Personally, I am sick of hearing about how horrible humankind is. All the save the earth propaganda is started by people who want to wipe mankind off the earth. That blows me away. God gave the earth to man, not animals.
Okay, rant over.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Welcome spring....sure wish you lasted longer than a couple of weeks around here.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
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Monday, March 16, 2009
And Shepherds we shall be.
For Thee, My Lord, for Thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand,
That our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Santi.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Judge for yourself.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
"You just have to join Ravelry" they said
Well, today dear friends, Otter and I were banned from Ravelry.
Did we engage in flame wars? Did we engage in horrible attacks on the owners? Did we troll other boards trying to make trouble?
No, no, and no.
We associated with the wrong people. that was it-guilt by association.
Can someone tell me when it became banning offense to have friends that disagree with someone?
Oh well, so much for my block-a-month CAL. Guess I'll just have to finish that one on my own.
As for keeping track of my LYS events? Back to the old fashioned way of a actually talking to people. I will miss my far-flung friends. It was nice to meet y'all.
Shewhomeasures-I hope everything works out for you.
Your account has been suspended until further notice. Please direct inquiries to Craig at email@example.com.
Otter: gee...I didn't even get an addy to email. Just Forbidden!
I truly believe that monday morning there is going to be an Oops posted for a large portion of us. This is a warning to lockstep with the libtards. Any joining of groups not approved by the trolls will result in permanent ban. The new terms of service was not something I agreed to when I joined and now they deny me access to my personal information...such as the link to this blog. That is not legal, as well as the property (patterns) of others who were locked out. Thus, the oops will be put up late sunday or sometime monday.
Ravelry was a time sucker. I spent too much of it there. I made some wonderful friends, but not much else that I can't get elsewhere. I had been spending less time there lately anyway.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Last night I went out to feed Bandit kitty. Not like climbing Everest or anything. No, not especially Daredevil worthy. Simply take bag of cruchies out across patio, up on deck, shake out approx. 1/4 cup of said crunchies in dog inaccessible spot, return to house. Nope, nothing particularly dangerous there.
O wait, it IS me doing this and of course, being me, I had to turn it into another Olympic sport.
I'll call it "Sidewalk Skeleton".
I was in socks and the first manuoever involved catching the ball of left foot on the edge of the sidewalk about 3 feet from the backdoor. Next came a Michael Phelps worthy face plant to the sidewalk followed by the skelton slide diagonally across the sidewalk, ending with a "Hail Mary" body block to the fence. The trick is to loose no skin to the face, nor grip on pack of smokes in one hand and bag of cat crunchies in the other.
As I write this, it sounds way more graceful than it felt at the time, or than it feels now.
Wish I could get 'collision coverage' on my body.
BigDog bought me a massage for Valentines Day...he gave me the card early, cuz "You might be needing this."
Otter: I can't believe....no wait.....I believe, but am astounded you took such an easy route this time. Not using stairs or a roof.....taking it down to simple....a sidewalk. I applaud your creativity on such a simple act.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Car-B-Que: car fire
Gawker Block: traffic slowing down to stare at a wreck (Ooooo-pretty lights)
I bring you......
Highway Snot: traffic congestion
and new in.......
Trickle down Wreckanomics: accident starts with one or 2 cars and escalates to multiples
Its kinda sad when something is so prevalent that it rates its own Sniglets.
Otter: I will quietly whisper about being in town the other day and having to sit at an intersection for a whole minute while about a dozen cars went by before I could turn onto the road home. oops.
Every time that happens, I talk to myself about how rough the traffic was in Houston and if I could drive there, I can handle Podunk at rush minute.