Friday, July 31, 2009

Hot enough for you today???


Dear Diary
Just moved to Texas!  Now this is a state that knows how to live!   Beautiful sunny days and warm balmy evenings.  What a place!  It is beautiful.  I've finally found my home.  I love it here. 
June 14th: 
Really heating up.  Got up to 100 today.  Not a problem.  I live in an air-conditioned home and drive an air-conditioned car.  What a pleasure to see the sun every day like this.  I'm turning into a sun worshipper. 
June 30th: 
Had the backyard landscaped with western plants today.  Lots of cactus and rocks.  What a breeze to maintain.  No more mowing the lawn for me.  Another scorcher today, but I love it here. 
July 10th: 
The temperature hasn't been below 100 this week.  How do people get use to this kind of heat?  At least, it's kind of windy though.   But getting use to the heat is taking longer than I expected. 
July 15th: 
Fell asleep by the community pool.  (Got 3rd degree burns over 60% of my body).  Missed 3 days of work.  What a dumb thing to do.  I learned my lesson though.  Got to respect the ol' sun in a climate like this.  
July 20th: 
I missed Lomita (my cat) sneaking into my car when I left this morning.   By the time I got to the hot car at noon, Lomita had died and swollen up to the size of a shopping bag, then popped like a water balloon.   The car now smells like kibbles and sh*ts.  Another lesson learned.  No more pets in this heat.  Good ol' Mr. Sun strikes again. 
July 25th: 
The wind sucks.  It feels like a giant freaking blow dryer!!!  And it's hot as hell!  The home air-conditioner is on the fritz and the AC repairman charged $200 just to drive by and tell me he needed to order parts. 

July 30th: 
Been sleeping outside on the patio for 3 nights now, $225,000 house  and I can't even go inside.  Lomita is the lucky one.  Why did I ever come here? 
August 4th: 
It's 115 degrees.  Finally got the air-conditioner fixed today.  It cost  $500 and gets the temperature down to 85.  I hate this stupid state. 
August 8th: 
If another wise ass cracks, 'Hot enough for you today?'  I'm going  to strangle him.  Damn heat.  By the time I get to work, the radiator is boiling over, my clothes are soaking wet, and I smell like baked cat! 
August 9th: 
Tried to run some errands after work.  Wore shorts and when I sat on the seat of the car, I thought my ass was on fire.  My skin melted to the seat.  I lost 2 layers of flesh and all the hair on the back of my legs  and ass...  Now my car smells like burnt hair, fried ass a
nd baked cat. 
August 10th: 
The weather report might as well be a dumb recording.  Hot and sunny.   Hot and sunny.  Hot and sunny.  It's been too hot to breath much less  try to do anything for 2 blasted months and the weatherman says it  might really warm up next week.  Doesn't it ever rain in this damn state?  Water rationing will be next, so my $1700 worth of cactus will just dry up and blow over.  Even the cactus can't live in this wretched heat. 
August 14th: 
Welcome to HELL!  Temperature got to 115 again today.  Cactus are dead.  Forgot to crack the window and blew the windshield out of the car.  The installer came to fix it and guess what he asked me???  'Hot enough for you today?'  My sister had to spend $1,500 to bail me out of jail.  Freaking Texas.  What kind of sick demented idiot would want to live here???  Will write more later to let you know how the trial goes.


Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Too much????

Ok now, I love to knit but this is carrying things too far!  To me, this just raises lots of questions...
  • who has that much time on their hands? 
  • not to mention who has that much yarn?  OK, this I actually do understand - it's called MY STASH!
  • how did they get this tree to stand still for a fitting? 
  • how to get this over/on those top branches???? 
  • what kind of yarn is this? 
  • how many times did they have to redo a section because the fit was all wrong?
  • did they check their guage?
I am seriously impressed and a bit appalled... I know...this is probably crochet and not knit...but still!

Monday, July 27, 2009

Which frame should I pick?

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# 5

OK...I need some help. It's time to order new glasses and that's a task I hate. Don't get me wrong - I love it when I get my glasses and the world is once again crisp and clear. It's just so hard to see myself when I'm trying on new frames. I'm very nearsighted so I can't see clearly unless I look very closely into a mirror. So, one of my daughter's came along to help me out. After trying on many pairs of glasses and seeing her initial thoughts on her face even before she said anything, we narrowed it down to these 5 pair.
Please take a look and vote on your favorite. Please try to see past the fact that my eyes are not focusing on's hard to focus when you can't see much of anything!

Friday, July 24, 2009

have you taken the Facebook plunge?

I have! Not only am I on Facebook, I've created a fan page for myself. Please check it out and become a fan. Let me know your fan page - I'll check it out!

Monday, July 20, 2009

~~~I needle felted this weekend~~~

I knitted & felted this wine bottle cozy some time ago.  I decided to pull it out this weekend and prettify it.  What do you think?
 The photo colors aren't  the greatest  - I just quickly took a picture but I think you'll get the idea.   Deep purple & lime green polka dots on a cream cozy. 

Thursday, July 16, 2009






Did you ever wonder why there are no dead penguins on the ice in Antarctica- where do they go?
Wonder no more!!!

It is a known fact that the penguin is a very ritualistic bird which
Lives an extremely ordered and complex life.

The penguin is very committed to its family and will mate for life, as well as maintaining a form of compassionate contact with its offspring throughout its life.

If a penguin is found dead on the ice surface, other members of the family and social circle have been known to dig holes in  the ice, using their vestigial wings and beaks, until the hole is deep enough for the dead bird to be rolled into and buried.

The male penguins then gather in a circle around the fresh grave and sing:

                             "freeze a jolly good fellow."





Friday, July 10, 2009

What's On My Needles

Here's a sneak peek of what I'm working on. It's sooo soft! I can't wait to get it finished. Yes, it's a scarf in a lovely combination of roses and greens. Reminds me of a rose garden. And the old song "I never promised you a rose garden". Anyone else remember that one?

This will be another of the long scarves that are great for looping loosely around your neck or wrapping several times when the winds start to blow. This one is not quite as wide as a few of the others I've finished recently.

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Monday, July 6, 2009

The Perks of Reaching the Age of 50!

Someone had to remind me, so I'm reminding you too. Don't is all true...

Perks of reaching 50 or being over 60 and heading towards 70!

Kidnappers are not very interested in you.

In a hostage situation you are likely to be released first.

No one expects you to run--anywhere.

People call at 9 pm and ask, did I wake you?

People no longer view you as a hypochondriac.

Things you buy now won't wear out.

You can eat supper at 4 pm.

You can live without sex but not your glasses.

You get into heated arguments about pension plans.

You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.

You quit trying to hold your stomach in no matter who walks
into the room.

You sing along with elevator music.

Your eyes won't get much worse.

Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.

Your joints are more accurate meteorologists than the national weather service.

Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either.

Your supply of brain cells is finally down to manageable size.
You can't remember who sent you this list.

And you notice these are all in Big Print for your convenience.