I went to the gym Friday and Saturday morning.
I did NOT clean house! But I did wash a couple of loads of clothes. One load is still in the dryer. :o)
I moved plants on the front porch into the house. Those on the back porch I grouped together and covered with sheets. Low was 38 so everything was okie dokie.
I went to Wal-Mart and got an electric blanket for Mama's bed. Changed her sheets and put the new blanket on the bed. Then visited with her.
Made homemade biscuits for breakfast.
Baked a chicken and some sweet potatoes for lunch along with fresh cooked spinach.
Visited with Sam's cousins.
Baked a loaf of bread in the bread machine.
Kept smelling the stinky trash every time I opened the cabinet under the sink. That is unusual because I generally don't throw food scraps in the kitchen trash. After loading the dishwasher, I opened the door again and thought, Whew! Gotta get the trash out. I leaned down for the DWer tablet and saw a tale sticking out underneath an upside down trap. Found the little stinker causing the stink. It was NOT this cute!
I got a couple of latex gloves out of the pool supplies in the garage. I heard Sam ask, "You want me to handle that?" Well DUH! ;o)
I finished binding a quilt for a baby. Nothing special. I used "cheater" fabric...printed to look like quilt blocks. Just meandered it over all. Turned the backing over the front and basically hemmed it.
Everyone have a great week!
Check this out. I am glad to have been a substitute teacher for the group of kids who did this:
http://www.kltv.com/global/Category.asp?c=194395&clipId=5230014&topVideoCatNo=66626&autoStart=true
I tried to embed the video but it did not work. You'll have to copy and paste the link in your browser.
(I borrowed Aussie Cherry's photo of the ornament I sent her.)
A Belgium guest in my home once said, "Texans are too proud."
What in the h e double l is he talking about? Well. DUH!
There's something you've just got to understand...
There is not one blasted thing wrong with being proud to be a Texan. Only thing better is an American Texan. Only thing better than that is a Christian American Texan. PERIOD. EXCLAMATION POINT!
Others say it like this...
Edward Smith: "Texans ignore 'better;' long ago forgot the word 'good.' Everything in Texas is 'best.' "
Tommy Tune: "I think Texans have more fun that the rest of the world."
Sam Houston: "Texas will again lift its head and stand among the nations. It ought to do so, for no country upon the globe can compare with it in natural advantages."
John Steinbeck: "Texas is a state of mind. Texas is an obsession. Above all, Texas is a nation in every sense of the word. And there is an opening covey of generalities. A Texan outside of Texas is a foreigner."
Davey Crockett: "I must say as to what I have seen of Texas, it is the garden spot of the world, the best land and the best prospects for health I ever saw, and I do believe it is a fortune to any man to come here."
Author Mary Lasswell: "I am forced to conclude that God made Texas on his day off, for pure entertainment, just to prove that all that diversity could be crammed into one section of earth by a really top hand."
If you are not proud of who you are and where you are from...then thou needest to get thee to Texas as fast as thou can! ;o)
Can't think of anything to title this with...
Jonathan has informed me that he has not received the scrubs I mailed him. BUT he did receive some mail initially received here. I put it in another envelope and mailed it to him Wednesday or Thursday...he got it. But not the scrubs from 8 days ago. Perhaps today. I have a serious thought that my niece in Crowley somehow commandeered them. She's a relatively new phlebotomist...can't spell that so let's call her a "medical vampire"... and in need of scrubs. When I accused her, she readily admitted it and asked me if I would alter them because they are too wide across the shoulders.
I'm still driving the bubba truck. Made the mistake of calling it that in Sam's presence, and he was offended. OKAY! It's not a jacked-up truck with oversize wheels and tires that requires a step ladder or a good shove on the butt to get into it. It IS a Ford F-250...3/4 ton...diesel...extended cab...short bed. You HAVE to use the pipe step to enter...no just jumping in. And on the way out. LOL You should hear my short-stuff friend Nancy. "Oops. I forget how high that is." ...on her way out.
I've got to decide whether to buy a brand new 2010 and make payments for the rest of my life or get something a couple of years older with more miles...and come pretty close to paying the same thing. It's almost a no brainer if I stick with the Yukon/Tahoe WANT. I think I could go cheaper...but not have what I want. I figure that one of these days I will be there...and have no choice but the best I can afford...which may well be the cheapest out there. Shudder...can you see me owning a Ford Focus because that's all I can afford? sniff I think I need to go have a good cry... Waaaaa! Why oh why did I park under that tree?
I'm finally back in the gym. The job just got too busy for a while there. Besides, I was getting plenty of exercise and lost a couple of pounds from working all day long, then drinking a tall cold glass of ice tea and eating an apple for supper several nights in a row. Just too tired to care. I know that I've lost a total of 14 pounds and maybe 15! :o)
This morning on the way to the gym I nearly turned around to retrieve my camera. But I didn't. So close your eyes and imagine this:
Clouds filled the eastern sky. The sun rays shown above the clouds and through the holes in the clouds looking like the crown on a king. Very much what I can imagine the way Christ will return some morning. Awesome!