Sunday, August 31, 2008

Jorge the rat

I didn't start this blog unlit mid 2008 so I am going to catch up on things I wish I could have blogged about sooner.

Around Thanksgiving, 2007, we noticed that we had a rat(s) sharing our home. Started out with sounds in the wall and then little "calling cards" left around in various places. We have always had a problem with either mice or rats because we live in what used to be a rural area that has now become very urban with new homes popping up every day. We also have a wooded area and a large field across from our home.

Late one night I am sitting at the computer and I see something out of the corner of my eye. I quickly glanced over to the spot where I thought I saw something and of course there was nothing there. This happened several times before I actually saw the rat eating the dog food. The stinker would grab a piece of food and run away. So we put out traps. One day I asked "still no Jorge?" (Yes I named the rat) and Lynn said NOPE NOT YET. No takers on the peanut butter lathered traps. Not being one to give up on a plan, I kept setting the traps and never caught one of the little buggers. Finally we decide to put out poison (the last resort, I didn't want a rat dying in the wall).

Fast forward to Christmas Eve. A dear friend of mine came over to drop off a gift (with her son). I am sitting with my friend and her son. Lynn is in the kitchen with Walter. All of a sudden I hear this loud bang and Lynn disappeared behind the kitchen island. I had sort of an idea of what was going on but was afraid to ask. My friend looked at me, I looked at her with this sort of look that says "well I am not really sure that just happened." I cleared my throat and said "Lynn did you kill Jorge?" He stood up with a cast iron skillet in one hand and my kitchen rug in the other and said "yes and can these be washed?" Oh the mortification! My friend asked if she needed to leave (I can only imagine what she was thinking). I just said everything was OK and kept on with whatever we were talking about. ACK. Well I haven't heard from her since then.
I am sure she is just busy with work stuff.

My dad is a hoot

I posted something about my dad that was too short when I first started this blog. He loves to make videos on the computer with pictures from family events. He adds music and cute filler. All of the things he creates are funny Funny FUNNY! A few months ago he started making videos from pictures and songs he finds on the Internet. Until today he has always burned them and sent them along to me. Today he posted his first video on YouTube. I guess many will not laugh as hard as I do when I get these videos but you have to remember he is almost 80 years old and I always laugh so hard I can't catch my breath.
He is in love with Norah Jones. I would say he has given us at least 8 videos with pictures that have her music in the back ground. Some of it is not suited for family viewing (which makes it oh so much more hysterical). He called me to let me know his video was up. He told me how to find it in a way I had missed before ("sort by" never even noticed it before he told me to look there). Daddy is always teaching me things from how to edit my videos to plugging a rat hole. So without further adieu, here is his first YouTube video. >ôô<

Friday, August 29, 2008

Group Haiku Friday

Well Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom, had a group effort for her Haiku Friday. It was fun to see what she made of all of the comments. You can read it here:

  • Group Haiku Jumble!

  • PS... this was an attempt to get a link added to my blog. If it doesn't work please forgive me. I am new at this and I am trying to do things without help! If the link will not work then you can still read the blog from the link on the right "Sarcastic Mom" >ôô<

    Sunday, August 24, 2008

    Current project

    This is my current quilt project. I have no idea what I will do with this quilt (other than let my mom show it at the Anderson Mill Garden Club annual quilt show). The pattern is called Double Pinwheel. I used fabric that was reminiscent of fabric from 1930-1950. I have finished the quilting, working on the binding now. I had a major problem when I tried to add the binding without using pins. It is not perfect and I hope no one notices the mistakes! >ôô<

    Friday, August 22, 2008

    Green Bag Lady

    I have been following the Green Bag Lady blog since June. I don't have the skills to organize something like this but if anyone out there does maybe you could join her in the quest to make your own bags to use when shopping (and give a few away). I love my green Whole Foods and HEB bags. So far this amazing lady has made over 1700 bags and shipped them all over the United States (and several other countries) at NO CHARGE. (At this time she is "sewed out" and is not taking any new requests for bags)Here is her YouTube instructional video on how to make your own bag.

    And here is the link to the pattern.
    If you do make your own bags you can send an email to the Green Bag Lady (along with pictures) to let her know you are "doing your part" to GO GREEN. There is a link to her blog overthere on the right. >ôô<

    Wednesday, August 20, 2008


    Well I want to do this for fun. I am posting a picture for it is a little late (I think) but oh well, here it is. I took this picture in Port Aransas.

    PhotoHunt 123: Colorful

    Friday, August 15, 2008

    Walter, Seattle debacle, Halo douchebags and black clouds

    My youngest son, Walter, has a black cloud that hovers over his head. I could write a post a day for a year about why I believe this is true. A recent trip to Seattle shows how the black cloud is ever present. Here is a little background info (and a video that shows the armor at the end) about why he was going to Seattle in the first place.

    He and a few friends make armor (like costumes) designed from the video game Halo. He and a couple of the guys that make the armor were invited to show the stuff off to a group in Seattle (Microsoft people maybe). They want to get a contract (I think) to make this stuff. They were also invited to meet with some of the staff from Bungie Studios (the group that created Halo or something like that). So here is the Cliff Notes version (in bullet points) why his recent trip to Seattle (the debacle) proves the black cloud theory.

    • Arrives at the airport too late to make first flight and is placed on standby. Misses first flight to Seattle due to an inability to tell time (well he can tell time but he doesn't understand the concept) and a few other reasons that shouldn't be discussed.
    • Asked if he has any thing to declare he says yes because he has replica firearms based on the firearms in Halo and they look like real guns (sort of). All of his luggage has to be searched, misses standby flight. Placed on standby again.
    • Almost 2 hours later catches flight and arrives in Seattle 15 minutes before the first flight he should have been on. Sounds not so black cloudish right? Well he would have booked the flight he actually took if he had looked at arrival times. So maybe not so much black cloud as just dumb when it comes to things like that (inexperience).
    • Waits almost 3 hours for the rest of the group to arrive.
    • Car sent to pick the group up isn't big enough for all of them and their gear. They have to wait for a second car (first car is a Lincoln Town Car).
    • Arrive a hotel that he described as a dump (and then clarifies that it might be called quaint but he thinks it is a dump that charges over $180 a night because some call it quaint).
    • Invited to a cocktail party with an open bar and food provided. Again not black cloudish except that all the party goers were really nice to them until they find out Walt and his friends were just invited to show off their armor, then no one would have anything to do with them. Walt and the other guys proceed to eat and drink as much as they could and start calling each other "Halo douchebags" because no one will talk to them.
    • Attend some sort of conference (not sure exactly what kind of conference) at a large hotel, they are dressed in their armor. At some point Walt agrees to wear the armor (this is most likely out of order but I can't remember when it happened but too funny to leave out). Because it is hot his feet swell up. The armor was not really made to fit him, when it comes time to take it off he can't get the leg armor off. They are hole up in some sort of food prep area and they look all around to find something to aid in the removal of the armor. The guys find 'butter balls" and start rubbing them all over Walt's feet. Works OK but not great and when the armor finally gets past Walt's heel his friends tug really hard. Well it wasn't really any where close to coming off and they nearly rip the skin off his toes.
    • Afterwards go into the lobby and are mobbed by people wanting to take pictures with the Master Cheif from Halo (Walt's friend Adam was dressed as Master Chief, see video).
    • Hotel security approach and ask Adam who he is and he says "I am the Master Chief" and the security guy says "SHUT THE FU*K UP WHO ARE YOU?"
    • Guys explain who they are and what is going on. They get hauled off to hotel jail (a closet) while security decides what to do with them.
    • Security lets them go but make them change into "real" clothes (in the closet) before they let them loose.
    • Trek out to find something to eat. Use GPS (on a cell phone) to find a pizza place a few blocks away. Ten blocks later discover that Walt's friend is not reading GPS right and they are about 12 blocks in the opposite direction of the pizza place.
    • Find pizza place only to discover that it had closed down about 3 months ago.
    • Find another pizza place close by, Walt gets the "dragon" pizza.
    • Turns out the "dragon" pizza is so hot no human can eat it but he is so hungry he doesn't care.
    • Eyes water so badly he has to wipe away the tears, inadvertently hits his eye with his finger which has all sorts of the really hot junk from the pizza on it. Eyes turn blood red and won't stop watering.
    • Next day go to Bungie headquarters. Through the wonder of the Internet word spreads like wildfire that there are "some guys" at the Bungie place dressed up like Halo characters (Bungie has some sort of web cam set up).
    • All sorts of screen shots of their visit spread across Halo forums. Not a big deal right? Except Walt's front pocket (the one with his cell phone) has twisted around to the back and he has to reach into his pants to get it turned around which means there are several pictures of him looking like he is "picking his ass."
    • Bungie guys give them all sorts of gear (not really sure what that means but OK). Again, no black cloud thing there right? Well turns out that one of the things they get is armor that no one else has unless they work for Bungie. So Walt tells me the armor is something he can dress his character in when he plays Halo online (don't ask me, I don't understand). He says about 80% of the gamers he plays with think it is cool while the other 20% call him "gay" because they don't believe he has that armor if he doesn't work for Bungie. They think he is a big fake, making some sort of fake armor for himself, a Halo douchebag.

    OK, well there you go. You decide if that is a black cloud or just a "kid" that has not experienced enough of life to make the right calls. I say it is a black cloud. Oh I know you are reading this thinking "so what" but I tell you I laughed so hard I almost wet my pants when he told me this story. I am sure there is much lost in translation.

    Here is the video. Walt is they guy in the black tee-shrit.

    Walt makes the helmets. Here is a short video he posted about the durability of the helmets.

    There you go. >ôô<

    Thursday, August 14, 2008

    Blog templates, CSS and ACK

    Well, I spent several hours playing with the look of my blog. I didn't really like any of the things I tried but I know what to do now so maybe it won't take so long to make it look purrrrrty the next time I try. I added a new link in my favorite blogs to
    Dummies Guide to Google Blogger (Beta). . You can find all sorts of info on how to add pictures, fix templates, work with CSS and other helpful info there. Although some of the posts are over a year old the info is still current. The person behind this blog, Vin, seems to be very smart about this stuff and answers many (maybe even all) questions that are posted in the comments even on older posts. What a doll! So now I am way tired (that is the ACK part). Off to watch the Olympics. >ôô<

    Tuesday, August 12, 2008

    WT mom or just not ready for a margarita?

    So I wasn’t sure I needed to tell this story but I saw this “enter and win” on the Blissfully Domestic blog ( and I had to do it. I need to win The White Trash Mom Handbook for my daughter-in-law. Wanna hear it? Here it be…

    I just want to say right now that my step-son and his wife are really about the best parents in the world. She bakes all kinds of goodies at Christmas, birthdays, holidays etc. and he cooks. She admits she isn’t the best cook (awesome baker though) and that task should be left to him. She likes to decorate which means she is always either painting, rearranging the furniture, redoing the bathroom or picking out new art for the wall. Very Martha Stewart (in a better way than MS). They read to their kids, have meals at the table, take the kids everywhere and keep them safe.

    A few weeks ago my darling daughter-in-law (stepson’s wife) invited me to a baby shower for a friend of hers. In the domestic bliss that follows being single she decided that having the shower at her house would be way more work than she was up to (and I agree, way easier to have it at a restaurant than your house because of all the obvious reasons and she has two kids, a girl almost 3 years old and a boy 4 months). So I agree to go to the shower (I really was excited to go out to an eatery with other girls instead of my oh-so-sweet husband). So the shower was great and after it was over daughter-in-law asked me if I wanted to stay and have a drink with her. Well, on top of the way fun shower I get to have a drink with one of my favorite people? That is a no brainer on a bad hair day. So we have our drink and she gets a sampler platter (lots of greasy food but who cares and it goes with a margarita). Because she is nursing she has not had any alcohol to drink in over a year. Well, when she gets home young son wants her attention. He will not settle down until she sits down with him and feeds him. About 10 minutes into feeding him (not to worry, this was previously pumped milk) she starts to feel sick (greasy food and margarita don’t mix I guess) and this comes on suddenly. Trying as hard as she can, there is no stopping the Wrath of Margarita. Realizing that she can’t get out of the recliner (where she is feeding the baby) she leans over the side of the chair and … well I think you can figure that part out. Step-son walks in and smells something amiss, but can’t figure out what is going on (she had put the baby down and cleaned up by then). So the next day step-son calls to tell the story. I can hear her in the back ground saying “yeah tell them I am the Mom of the year.” I guess we all have a little WT in us. If you are not laughing until you cry then you just don’t get how funny this whole thing is. Sorry!

    Ok, so I didn’t want to tell that story because it really does make her mad at herself and she really is a great mom. She is about as far from WT as she can be but she is from Kentucky (not the hills she would insist) and knows all about WT. I really want to get (win) a copy of The White Trash Mom Handbook for her. I know she would LHAO. I know my little blog doesn’t get the traffic that other blogs get but I get two opportunities to win if I mention this here. So there you go, have to win the book and needed to tell the story of my darling daughter-in-law. >ôô<

    Saturday, August 9, 2008

    Fixing my blog template

    I spent several hours fixing my blog template so it looked more better (really? more better?). I finally found something that described how CSS worked (sort of) and I operated on the basic template that blogspot offers. I am going to continue to work on the layout as I am not really happy with the overall look. I want BLING (well you know, not really bling but something close). Wish me luck! And if you have any hints (other than paying someone to do it for me) I would love to hear them! >ôô<

    Friday, August 8, 2008

    WT birdbath or is it a water feature?

    A few years ago my youngest son decided I needed a hammock. He bought one and because there are no trees in my back yard he got the stuff he needed to put the hammock up. One of the things he got was a black tub (whatever) to mix cement in. When he was finished the black tub became a water bowl for the dogs. After we put Cyrus down my husband didn't want to keep using it as water bowl because it was too big (so what?) to use for Cookie. He wanted to get rid of it. Me being the worst pack rat ever hated the idea of throwing away anything that was not broken. I kept putting water in it and he kept dumping it out saying it was too big.

    Well, my husband decided we needed a birdbath. He is afraid we are going to go to the poor house any day so he will not break down and buy one. One day, being the funny girl I am, I suggested we should put that black tub on the table in the back yard and fill it with water for the birds (mind you the birds had been using the black tub as a bird bath for years and I was kidding). I didn't expect him to say "what a great idea!"
    Well the other day I looked in the back yard and there on the table was the black tub, filled with water, and five doves taking a bath. I was not fast enough to get a picture with them in it but here are the pictures of our new WT "bird bath."

    Well yesterday he was outside with Cookie and he rushed in and said "if you fill it up all the way, just till the water is barely spilling over, when the wind kicks up you have a water feature!" (Mind you that is exactly what he said and I had to figure out what he was talking about.) Wow! Now that is multi purpose. So now I have a WT water feature. YIPPEE! >ôô<

    Why can't we all get along?

    So I am new to this blog thing. There is so much I don’t know about the blog world so I am not a reliable source of information but I will give you my honest impressions. So far I am having a good time with it. Blogging does take a lot of time and I don’t even post daily. I always say I hate to write but that isn’t really true. I do like to write I just don’t like to HAVE to write because that means I am doing it for someone else and I don’t like it when people scrutinize what I have to put a pen to (so to speak) so I will spend hours on a few paragraphs. Even here I spend a large amount of time thinking about what I want to say and how I want to say it so that it doesn’t sound stupid and this is only for fun, right?

    At first I just didn’t get the whole blog thing. Who wants to write something that other people can see and then dissect? Why on earth would you want to write about your life? Who cares? Who wants to read a bunch of crap other people are saying about their stupid lives. Well I have discovered I do. I think the reason I felt that way is because the people that I KNOW who blog are people I don’t want to read about. I don’t want to hear about how they got drunk and woke up in some weird place or how their newest tattoo itches. And that is because I had to hear it in real life. I don’t want to find out that they actually hate me but are nice to my face or that they think I am stupid. There are simply things I don’t need to know about the person I sit next to at work. So I found out that reading about people I don’t know IS fun.

    I have found all sorts of blogs I really like for all sorts of reasons. Candy’s blog is the first blog I ever really took time to read. After that I found PW and liked that one too so I went on a search for other fun blogs. Some of them I found via links from the blogs I like and others by accident when I was searching for something else (which is how I found Candy’s blog).

    Do I wish I could make tons of money just writing about junk that happens in my life? Well sure I do but I don’t think I want all the other crap that goes along with that like people bashing me for expressing myself or posting pictures of my family. I also think it would take up a large (HUGE) amount of time if I really wanted to make an income doing it. And finally I don’t think I would ever be able to make money because nothing I have to say is really that interesting but I can say it here if I want, without making money, and still have fun even if I spend hours over the smallest post.

    There seems to be a section of the blogging population that likes to bash “Mommy Bloggers” posting about their daily life and pictures of their kids. You see a lot of people saying that they are “pimping” their kids and the poor darlings don’t deserve that. What about Brangelina? Or other celebs that sell their kids pictures? Aren’t they doing the same thing? I am sure there are plenty of people bashing them too. Sometimes the tone of the bashers sounds resentful, like “I have to say these ugly things because I am not making as much money as they are.” Other times it seems “holier than thou” like “look at me I am so much better than you are because I don’t post about my family.” Yet I see some of the most vulgar things on the basher’s sites. Oh wait, I forgot rule number one: it is ok to say nasty things about people you don’t know as long as you don’t involve your own family. And rule number two: no one will ever print this out for my kids to see because I didn't say anything nasty about my kids, only about other people,the WAY vulgar things I am saying won't hurt my kids because I am so much better than everyone else AND I won't reveal myself because I don't want anyont to know who I am while I say ugly things. Well let me tell you I would have been VERY embarrassed if I had seen something my mother wrote about someone else if she had been that vulgar.

    One blogger I found is particularly fond of bashing The Pioneer Woman and Dooce. Personally I don’t really care for the latter but that doesn’t stop me from reading her blog (kind of like a train wreck you can’t look away from). Oh there is other bashing going on but those two seem to get the worst of it. It is sort of funny because I think the more that blogger bashes them the more traffic she sends to them. One common complaint about the blogs I mentioned above is that their kids may be scarred for life because the bloggers tell all sorts of personal stories about the kids. I am pretty sure if their kids grow up to be troubled adults it isnt JUST because their moms blogged about them. Another complaint is that the stories are not true. Some stories are hard to believe but I was not there to witness the encounter so I can’t debunk it. I think that it is funny this particular basher seems to feel like she is going to save the world from people that might really believe everything that PW and D say. Well I think if you have a modicum of intelligence you understand that not everything you read on the Internet is true and these women are running a “business.” They have a right to say whatever they want and if they choose to say their words are the truth then so what? It is supposed to be entertainment, a commentary on life as they see it.

    So maybe PW and D embellish the truth. Maybe the truth isn't really that interesting. After all is said and done it is a business for them and they have to keep things fun, real, stupid, yucky etc. or people will stop reading and then they lose their business. Maybe some of these people don’t really need the extra income but so what? They need some sort of creative outlet or they would wither away.

    It seems that the biggest problem people have with these bloggers is they talk about things that shouldn't be discussed in "polite company." Maybe D puts too much of herself out there for everyone to see. Maybe that is sort of cathartic for her. There are lots of women that can't relate to their children. So what? Maybe writing keeps her from killing everyone around her. I can remember times that I thought "my kids are the reason I will be put in prison" because I didn't know if I could keep from killing them (not really but you know what I mean I HOPE). I just kept thinking "this will get better" and so far it has. I will not say that my kids don't STILL drive me nuts because that would be a lie (OH MY I hope they don't read this because I would hate it if I made them bad adults because once in a while I admit my kids drive me crazy). Although this is sort of a journal for me and a way to keep up with things I am feeling at the moment I admit I will never knowingly say things that would potentially hurt someone else. This is not the place I will bitch about my husband, kids, family, friends, co-workers etc. (well maybe I will but right now I don't think so) because that is not why I wanted to start a blog. So D airs all her dirty laundry. As I said before, so what? That is why she started a blog. It works for her. It is not my cup of tea but I respect her for doing what she wants to do even if I don't agree. And about her blocking comments on some posts, maybe she can't take reading negative comments. I would hate that too.

    So I won't post a comment on the basher's blogs because I don't think that anything I might say would make them "get it" and although I might waste my time reading the crap they write I don't want to waste my breath trying to convince them they are acting like teenagers because that won't change their mind. Instead I will spend hours of precious time writing about how stupid they are acting on my blog (go figure).
    AMENDMENT, August 21, 2008. I did cave and post a comment. Just to rant. I know it doesn't make them understand what they are doing is just as wrong as the people they bash but I feel better.

    Well I have decided I have spent too much time on this way too long rant. I have looked it over and over so if my grammar is bad or I have way too many misspelled words forgive me. I won't be mad if you post a comment telling me so. >ôô<

    Thursday, August 7, 2008

    New book by Johnny Bush

    Whiskey River (Take My Mind): The True Story of Texas Honky-Tonk is the autobiography of Johnny Bush. I have not read the entire book yet but will at some time. Anyway, my husband is a musician. He will always be a musician but he doesn't play as much as he did when he was young and in fact now he has a "real job" now (something he didn't get until well after he was 40). When he was about 20 years old he played with Johnny. So my hubby was mentioned in the book and described as "incorrigible" and "rowdy" (nothing like he is now HAHA). When he saw that he said "what does incorrigible mean?" Kind of like "why did he say that?" I said "it means you are a pain in the ass" and he smiled and said "good." (See, he isn't incorrigible!) Oh the stories my husband can tell! He got drafted into the army around 1970 and during basic training he decided he need a "break" so he took two weeks off to play with Johnny, sort of like a vacation but more like AWOL. When he returned to the base they told him he would have to finish basic (he was scheduled to have two weeks off after basic but they took that back) and he would be docked a months pay. He asked them if they wanted cash, they weren't happy. (Mind you, I think he really did that but maybe the truth was a bit embelished.) He did finally finish his obligation and got an honorable discharge (and I am sure they were not trying too hard to get him to stay). This is the picture he got from the guys in the band when he was away at basic training. >ôô<

    Wednesday, August 6, 2008

    Meet the baby

    Well I think I forgot to say anything about our dog, Cookie. She is a mini long hair dachshund (mini being an euphemism for small and fat). She is 9 years old and I love her to death. She was a gift to my son from a girlfriend in high school. When he went away to college I wouldn't let him take her. So he got 3 dogs to take her place but that is another story. She has us well trained. She won't get out of bed in the morning until I do. She has her own bed on the floor next to my side of the bed. For a very short time she slept with us, until she hurt her back jumping off the bed. When I leave for work she jumps on the sofa and doesn't move until I get home (this according to my husband). When he gets home she just picks her head up and looks at him like "ugh, you again?" As soon as I walk in the door she starts barking at me until I get her a treat. Then promptly at 5:16 (well something close to that) she sits down next to my husband and wont leave him alone until he takes her outside where she charges over to the fence to bark at the neighbor's dogs (irritates my husband to death). She will follow me into the kitchen when I cook waiting for me to drop something and boy she is FAST no chance to pick up anything that falls. She was really sick a few weeks ago (all better now). Her doggie doctor never didn't really figure out what was wrong with her ($600 later). So here she is... such a princess!

    Sadly we had to say goodbye to Cookie's best bud and our other "baby" last year. His name was Cyrus and he was a mix of black lab and dalmation. He was so scared of Cookie when she was a puppy. It was cute. Here he is! >ôô<

    Monday, August 4, 2008

    The boat dock

    Well I made a short little slide show about the dock. Nothing really spectacular but made me feel good. I really do miss her! The begining is when the dock arrived and my dad and uncle were hooking it to the rocks. Then me (so cute), my grandma, mom watersking a other pics of family and friends. The last few pics are of the guys taking her apart. >ôô<

    Saturday, August 2, 2008

    Phone numbers

    Does anyone remember when you could look at a phone number and know ABOUT where someone lived? I hate that there are so many new "exchanges" and cell phone numbers. I used to know what part of town someone lived in by the phone number and that made me happy. And what about phone books? I used to love my "little" phone book but it has been years since I have used one because you need a forklift to get it off the table. Why doesn't the phone company give up on them? The information there isn't any more current than what you can find on the Internet. And what about websites? I have gotten to the point I don't really want to even go to a business if they don't have a website where I can preview the stuff the have. I guess over all I am glad we have all of this (the Internet) at our fingertips but miss some of the things we had in the "old days." >ôô<

    About Me

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    I love to sew and that is about all I have to say about that. I am not creative but I can follow instructions so I love to re-create all sorts of things. If I am not spending time making "junk" I am hanging out with my family. I also love to take pictures. I will take hundreds of pictures at any event with the hope that I get best picture EVER! >ôô<