Thursday, September 30, 2010

#272/365 Kisses

Look at those squatty trees, planted where my MIL lives.

Do they not look like Hershey kisses? lol

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

#271/365 Grinchy Mail, Part 2

On a scale of 1-10, how Grinchy is *this*? ^^^^^

Additionally, can I get arrested for it? ::snort::

(read yesterday's post to follow the fun--haha)

Monday, September 27, 2010

#270/365 Grinch's Mail Room


You know, they don't even give you a SASE to return the silly questionnaire that is included, where you have to fill in things like your NAME, ADDRESS, etc.

Ummmm....never mind. Don't even get me started.

Responsible Citizen will report for her civic duty. (salute)

Sunday, September 26, 2010

#269/365 How My Prince and Dragon Slayer Helps Me Cheer My Knight

Well, here we were (yesterday). Sitting in the rain (again), watching CollegeBoy's football game. I made that Boy a promise this year, that I would try to be at every. single. game., since he is a senior. Whether I had to drive 3 hours, one way (game 2) or sit in the rain (games 3 and 4), I would be there to cheer him on.

Here is my treat bag. Lets' see...Red Bull, water, Twizzlers, Hot Tamales, Special K bars, color coordinated team color scarf, crackberry, gloves, ear muffs, camera, etc., etc.

Love me some boots on a rainy day. My feet and legs have NO IDEA that my jeans are wet up to my calves. Brilliant.

My Little Nest, which includes the Queenie Throne (with back support, arm rests and many pockets). There is also the matching blanket. :D My Prince helps me cart it all in and sets it all up.

My husband's Spartan digs; one canoe pad, water and binoculars. Does this make me high maintenance?

During the second half, my Prince of a hubs spies trouble on the field. "Uh-oh. CollegeBoy got hurt", he says. "What?", says the panicked mother, who may or may NOT have been checking her Facebook on her crackberry. ::coughcough::

Next thing we know, CollegeBoy had hobbled to the bench and appeared to be stretching his leg? Muscle cramp? It *was* cold and wet. Knee injury? Man, I hope not.

Minutes later, the trainer had an ice bag, wrapped and taped to CollegeBoy's upper thigh. Hmmmm...

CollegeBoy did not finish out the game, but none of the starters did. As you can tell my the score, the Knights had a very good day on the field.

After the game, we spoke with CollegeBoy, just like we always do. He reported that it was his hamstring that sort of "popped". This was a previous injury he dealt with, so we are hopeful he will be OK.

Thankfully, CollegeBoy does not have a game this next weekend, so he has two weeks to rest and heal up.

And my Prince and Dragon Slayer of a husband will make sure that no matter the weather or distance, we will be there, in comfort and style to cheer on our Knight. Thanks, Honey. You are my Prince.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

#268/365 Fine Wine


Dutch Chocolate with red wine.

OK. I'll try it.

Oh, look. A high class, twist-off cap. LOL

My review of this wine is that the chocolate is pretty creamy and satisfying. Big surprise.

The other surprise is that the red wine was fairly strong, as well. Yikes.

So for sipping (which is probably what a dessert-tasting wine is for), I like this wine well enough.

Would I buy it again?

Nah. I don't think so, but that is because I am still having fun trying all the various wines out there.

And since I am such a newbie wine drinker, I don't even know what I like.

Thus, the new hobby continues. :D

Friday, September 24, 2010

#267/365 Technology

I love technology. I really do. I think of all the things that we have now that I did not have growing up and I am amazed.

Cell phones. Internet. Ipods. Garmins. Texting. Voicemail. Ipads. Laptops. DVD players. Iphones. Itouches. Blackberries. Skype. Google. Wow.

But until today, I thought I had mastered most of the technology in my life. Until today, when I had to ask for assistance from CollegeGirl ... about how to ... retrieve my VOICEMAIL from my new crackberry.

I cannot tell you what a buzzkill that was.

Plus, it took me 10 whole minutes to listen to those (by then) 13 messages.

Between that and needing bifocals so I can READ the keys on the crackberry, I am perchance nearing the upper limits of my coolness.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

#266/365 SickOfIt Sick. Of. It.

I think it has rained every dang day this week.

Hauling all your work goods in and out of buildings multiple times per day in the rain?

Not my idea of a good time.

Enough already.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

#265/365 He Said, She said

The First Lady came to visit one of the facilities I serve. My administrator sent out an email telling us when and where she would come.

The whole time I'm reading the email, I'm thinking, "Why would she come here? What is that about?".

Turns out, the special guest we would be receiving was the First Lady after all ... from Iowa.

This is her motorcade, complete with her two children and some dudes; one looked like a press secretary and one looked like a water-down version of a Secret Service man.

haha I guess you really can't trust everything you read.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Monday, September 20, 2010

#263/365 Lovin' on the Locals (not the lo-*cals*)

These are some goodies from a new, local bakery, called "Scratch". Sometimes, I think that sounds like a perfect name for a bakery and sometimes, I think it sounds like a rash. teehee

These are turtle cupcakes; two white, two chocolate. One box of sweet goodness was sent home with CollegeGirl (for her and her roomies to share) and one was for us. After CollegeGirl ate her pumpkin cupcake, I believe she texted me that it had "changed her life". In our family, we are nothing, if not dramatic. lol

Em and Jerry's is an shop (ummm, I guess that is pretty self-evident, huh?). Never mind.
*But*, I had hot cocoa!!
Ha I am unpredictable, eh? (just indulge me, please) :)

These are a couple of local businesses in the area where I live and work.

It is no stinking WONDER I am not losing weight.

It's as though the very economy rests upon my thin shoulders (and expanding waistline). HAHA


‎"Motherhood is about raising -and celebrating- the child you have, not the child you thought you would have.
It's about understanding that he is exactly the person he is supposed to be.
And that, if you're lucky, he just might be the teacher who turns you into the person you are supposed to be."
~The Water Giver

Sunday, September 19, 2010

#262/365 Young People and their Assumptions

Ummm, yeah. I was *NOT* the 1 adult meal charge.

And Mark's mother was *NOT* with us.

So, guess who was considered a SENIOR (which, according to their standards, is 60 and over??

(hairy eyeball glare)

Now, I know why they went out of business before. HA

Saturday, September 18, 2010

#261/365 We Are Not Just Fair Weather Fans--No Sir-eee

This is the last photo button I will buy picturing my football-playin' CollegeBoy.
Mr. Senior will graduate in May 2011. Whoo-hoo.

Mark and I took a self-portrait under the gi-gan-to umbrella we brought to the game.
It was the first time we had used it and it was perfection!!
All four of us fit under there, dry and shielded from the wind.

Ignore the blue lips and red nose. Bah. COLD RAIN.

There is the loyal hubs next to my Queenie Throne.

Rachel and Caleb had gone to the concession stand.

Ugh. So. Wet.

Wartburg wins again!
The first half was rough.
So rough, it was like watching a different team.

But the second half was stellar!
The Cornell Rams did score one more touch down with seconds left in the 4th quarter
(our third string was in, I think), so...yeah.

Wartburg is 3-0, so far this season. Go Knights!!

Friday, September 17, 2010

#260/365 And to think He does this every. single. morning.

I was instantly glad to have been awake to enjoy this. Wow.

Have you met the Artist?

Thursday, September 16, 2010

#259/365 And it comes with a matching T-shirt!!


I can see November from my house.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

#258/365 You Can't Make This Stuff Up--The Sequel

Soooo, my car is back in the shop, because the 'check engine' light is back on.

Andddd, I was given a loaner car to drive, whilst (great word; so under-utilized--haha) my stylin' minivan was being diagnosed.

Now. Look closely at the photo of the dash of the loaner car (above).

Is that a 'check engine light', I spy?

Why, yes it is. (pause)

At this point, it's just plain funny.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

#257/365 Conservative Voices

This is Ben Lange. He looks 16. He is not.

He wants to be a Representative. I believe he will be.

Please vote for Ben Lange for US Congress.

There is a whole lotta damage to be undone.

He is up to the task.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Sunday, September 12, 2010

#255/365 Sure as Shootin'

I am getting more comfortable holding, loading and shooting the gun.

But, I am not at all sure I am getting more accurate. lol

Saturday, September 11, 2010

#254/365 Sweetness

My girlfriend, Kathy and I got to spend the day together.
At a stadium.
It was windy.
And we still had fun.
My lips are blue.
But I wasn't cold.

We watched my son and his football team DOMINATE the Adolphus Gustavus "Gusties".
Which made us laugh all day, considering the wind.

We ate yummy pasta at a place for whose atmosphere we were ummmm...under-dressed.
This is some chicken and vegetables with lemon sauce over angel hair pasta dish.
Yes, there were leftovers.

And we finished off the day with some death by chocolate dessert, to share.
I am not sure why this shot is so blurry.
Likely it was due to my nervous excitement and drooling.
I can't be sure, though.

Friday, September 10, 2010

#253/365 ::muttermuttermutter::

I have had my beloved stylin' minivan into the shop 3 or 4 times because of this "check engine" light on my dashboard.

As tempted as I am to ignore it, I always end up back at the dealer, asking them to check and make sure nothing is amiss.

This time, apparently, my minivan is under the (mistaken) impression that the external temperature is -40 degrees. (shrugs) And furthermore, apparently, this can affect my gas mileage. (shrugs)

So, next week, guess who will be taking her 'baby' back to the shop? (rhetorical)

Thursday, September 9, 2010

#252/365 Autumn

"Delicious autumn!
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird
I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns."

George Eliot

#251/365 Wednesday TV

Just re-watched the season finale (creepy as the first time).

Now, I am ready, ready, ready for the season opener on September 22nd. (squeeal)

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Something I Did Not Know about William Booth (and a teenytiny rant)

I knew that William Booth was the inspired thinker behind the Salvation Army. I have read a short biography on his life, dealing with his measures of mercy toward the poor, especially women and children. What an impressive spiritual resume he has (and his wife, Catherine, too! She was no slacker).

But, until today, I did not know he had played an pivotal role in improving the safety of the match making industry, which was mostly made up of children (especially girls) as workers.

Here is a brief article about this Godly, forward-thinking man and his equally convicted wife, who changed the world for the better.

Here is a quote of his that I love, love, love:
While women weep, as they do now, I’ll fight;
While little children go hungry, I’ll fight;
While men go to prison, in and out, in and out, I’ll fight;
While there is a drunkard left,
While there is a poor lost girl on the streets,
Where there remains one dark soul without the light of God – I’ll fight!
I’ll fight to the very end!

What's that? I'm sorry.

Oh, oh, oh. *Why* was I following this rabbit trail to begin with?
Because one of the medications I (have) take(n) causes my bones to weaken. And it has been implicated in some cases of a long-ago disorder of the jaw, called "phossy jaw". Which is the condition William Booth helped to eradicate with his safe, clean, compassionate match making factories.

Love me some medical, historical, God-related tidbits.

PS If you want to hear an awesome song about William Booth's life, please listen here. This song by Geoff Moore has inspired lyrics worth your time. IMHO, of course.

PPS As holiday season approaches, please remember to support the Salvation Army and their red kettles. And in the interest of full disclosure, we not only have volunteered at the Salvation Army (at holidays), but having my little children put money into the kettle is one of my most treasured memories--it was one of their first opportunities to be blessed by giving to others.

So, each and every year, from Thanksgiving to New Year's Day, I boycott all stores (including and especially the almighty T@rget) who refuse to allow the Salvation Army kettles/bell ringers to be present at the front of their store(s).

And I tell the store managers (in person) and email the head honchos about my reasoning. Does it help change their policies? Not so far. But, I cannot support (with my dollars) an organization who prefers "political correctness" over charity.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

#250/365 Decline

This is a building in town that I have long admired.

When I first moved to town ::ahem:: 30 years ago, it was still in use as an apartment building.

I am not sure when it became vacant, but it is such a shame to me that it cannot be saved.

It had to have been a very upscale place in its day. The stained glass, the balconies, the brick, the trim, even the name "Wellington".

So pretty, even now.

Monday, September 6, 2010

#249/365 Support

Have you heard of this program "Tabs for Troops"? We saw it at several local grocery stores and began to collect tabs.

Here is a link to a news story about the program (from a St. Louis news station). It seems that for each tab, 10 cents will be donated.

We are happy to help in this small way. We surely love, respect and admire our men and women in uniform.