From Sunday Stealing
Massive Alphabet Meme, part one
The Letter A
1. Are you agnostic?
Truths are unknowable, life is good.
2. What is your age?
Old enough to know better, young enough to care.
3. What annoys you?
People with brains who don't use them.
The Letter B
1. Do you like bacon?
Bacon bacon bacon! Yum!
2. When is your birthday?
It is now in the past but still in my future. It is not in July.
3. Who is your best friend?
The man asleep in the living room.
The Letter C
1. What is your favorite candy?
Chocolate
2. Who is your crush?
That same guy in the living room.
3. When was the last time you cried?
When I learned I would have to have surgery.
The Letter D
1. Do you daydream?
To be awake and stare out the window and think of things beyond my grasp is one of the finer ways to spend an hour.
2. What is your favorite kind of dog?
Poodle.
3. What day of the week is it?
Saturday as I write this.
The Letter E
1. How do you like your eggs?
Scrambled or hard boiled.
2. Have you ever been in the emergency room?
Unfortunately, many times.
3. What’s the easiest thing to ever do?
Open your eyes.
The Letter F
1. Have you ever flown in a plane?
Yes.
2. Do you use fly swatters?
Yes. I've also had fly swatters used on me.
3. Have you ever used a foghorn?
No.
The Letter G
1. Do you chew gum?
Yes. And I'm a snapper and a bubble blower.
2. Ever tried gazpacho?
No.
3. Are you a giver or taker?
Both, I hope.
The Letter H
1. How are you?
Can't complain, no one listens anyway.
2. What’s your height?
Five feet two, eyes of blue, and she's only ... not 22.
3. What color is your hair?
Brown with soft white highlights.
The Letter I
1. What is your favorite ice-cream?
I don't eat ice cream. But if I did my favorite would be a hot fudge sundae.
2. Have you ever ice-skated?
Yes, a very long time ago.
3. Do you play an instrument?
At various times in my life I have played the piano, the flute, the guitar, the saxophone, the accordion, the harmonica, the banjo, the mandolin, the ukulele, the tambourine, the organ, and the piccolo.
The Letter J
1. What is your favorite jelly bean?
Yuck. I really dislike jelly beans.
2. Do you wear jewelry?
Yes. A wedding band, a watch, earrings, and sometimes a necklace.
3. Have you heard a really hilarious joke?
White horse fell in a mudhole. Oh wait, that's a dirty joke.
The Letter K
1. Whom do you want to kill?
Nobody.
2. Do you want kids?
I did but they were not in the cards.
3. Where did you go to kindergarten?
In a classroom.
The Letter L
1. Are you laid-back?
No, I'm tighter than Nat's hat band.
2. Do you lie?
I try not to, but when someone looks like crap in those clothes, who am I to burst their bubble?
3. Do you love anyone?
I love lots of people.
The Letter M
1. What is your favorite movie?
The Lord of the Rings, all three parts and all 9+ hours of it
2. Do you still watch Disney movies?
Sometimes. Secretariat was a good movie.
3. Do you like mangoes?
I don't know that I've ever had one.
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Friday, July 26, 2013
On My Mind
Maybe I never loved you ... quite as often as I should have.
Little things I should have said and done . . .
I just never took the time.
But you were always on my mind.
You were always on my mind.
I learned this morning that one of my husband's cousins passed away. I did not know her as well as I might have liked. You always think there is enough time to do that, to get to know someone better.
But time is ephemeral and it slips through our clasped hands so quickly that we don't realize it. We don't love enough, really. We're all so busy.
Tell your friends and family that you love them. You may not get a second chance.
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Thursday Thirteen
I have always been fascinated by the weather, though never enough to do anything about it (like learn to be the weather girl).
Humanity has always been interested in the weather because it impacts us tremendously. Not enough rain, we have drought and no food. Too much rain and we drown. It's kind of important.
Here are some ways to forecast the weather that you won't necessarily hear about from your local weather person.
1. The number of fogs in August indicate the number of snows you will have in the next winter.
2. Woolly bear caterpillars indicate the severity of winter, too. If it has a heavy coat, is fat and furry, and has a small brown band in the middle (as opposed to a wide one), look out. Better put snow tires on the car!
3. If you see squirrels gathering lots of nuts, expect a bad winter.
4. If the oak trees have a lot of acorns, expect a bad winter.
5. If you see spiders spinning huge webs or crawling into your house, expect a bad winter.
6. If you eat a persimmon (they're not good until the first frost), cut open the seed. If it's shaped like a knife, it will be bitter cold. If it is shaped like a fork, expect mild weather. If it looks like a spoon, there will be deep snow.
7. Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky in morning, sailor’s warning.
8. Whatever the weather us on St. Swithin's Day (July 15), that weather will continue for forty days.
9. Take the breastbone of a goose and let it dry. As it dries it will change color. If the dried bone is white, expect a mild winter. If the tips turn purple, expect a cold spring. If the bone turns black, blue, or purple, expect a cold winter.
10. A ring around the moon is a sure sign of rain.
11. If it smells like rain, the barometric pressure is probably falling. Grab your umbrella!
12. Bees will not swarm before a storm.
13. When the sun sets bright and clear, an easterly wind you need not fear.
Some extras:
Count the chirps of a cricket in 14 seconds, add 40, and you will have the temperature in degrees Fahrenheit.
When birds like swallows or rooks hang around, fly up and down or low, expect rain and/or wind.
If smoke from chimneys does not go straight up in calm weather, expect an unfavorable change in the weather.
Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 304th time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday
Humanity has always been interested in the weather because it impacts us tremendously. Not enough rain, we have drought and no food. Too much rain and we drown. It's kind of important.
Here are some ways to forecast the weather that you won't necessarily hear about from your local weather person.
1. The number of fogs in August indicate the number of snows you will have in the next winter.
2. Woolly bear caterpillars indicate the severity of winter, too. If it has a heavy coat, is fat and furry, and has a small brown band in the middle (as opposed to a wide one), look out. Better put snow tires on the car!
3. If you see squirrels gathering lots of nuts, expect a bad winter.
4. If the oak trees have a lot of acorns, expect a bad winter.
5. If you see spiders spinning huge webs or crawling into your house, expect a bad winter.
6. If you eat a persimmon (they're not good until the first frost), cut open the seed. If it's shaped like a knife, it will be bitter cold. If it is shaped like a fork, expect mild weather. If it looks like a spoon, there will be deep snow.
7. Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky in morning, sailor’s warning.
8. Whatever the weather us on St. Swithin's Day (July 15), that weather will continue for forty days.
9. Take the breastbone of a goose and let it dry. As it dries it will change color. If the dried bone is white, expect a mild winter. If the tips turn purple, expect a cold spring. If the bone turns black, blue, or purple, expect a cold winter.
10. A ring around the moon is a sure sign of rain.
11. If it smells like rain, the barometric pressure is probably falling. Grab your umbrella!
12. Bees will not swarm before a storm.
13. When the sun sets bright and clear, an easterly wind you need not fear.
Some extras:
Count the chirps of a cricket in 14 seconds, add 40, and you will have the temperature in degrees Fahrenheit.
When birds like swallows or rooks hang around, fly up and down or low, expect rain and/or wind.
If smoke from chimneys does not go straight up in calm weather, expect an unfavorable change in the weather.
Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 304th time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
The Treefrog
Yesterday afternoon, after my husband had been in and I'd fed him lunch and sent him back out to play in the dirt, I headed down the hall to my office.
My carpet is a whitish brown-speckled sort of color, and in the middle of the hall, dark from storm clouds blocking the sun and my desire not to turn on the lights, sat what I thought was a leaf.
"Good grief, how did he track that in?" I thought, blaming my husband, of course.
I bent down to scoop up the offending debris. I touched it.
It jumped.
I screamed.
I stared at it. Then I started dancing around. "I touched a frog, ohmygod I touched a frog." I left the thing sitting there and I raced for the kitchen sink and the Dawn dish washing soap. I scrubbed my hands. "I touched a frog. I can't believe it. Ohmygod there's a frog in my house!"
I went back to look. Sure enough, there it sat. A tiny little tree frog. It was about as big as a quarter.
What to do? I had to get it outside. First I picked up a broom and the dustpan. I cajoled the amphibian onto the dustpan, but it kept jumping off.
"I need a jar," I muttered.
I couldn't find a jar. Where is an old mayo jar when you need it? Finally, I found a paper cup. I used the broom again and urged the creature into the container.
Then I placed the broom over top of the cup so the frog couldn't jump out.
I let it go outside.
The frog did not look very happy.
I went and found my camera and took a picture. I suppose I should have taken a photo of it in my house, but I was too disturbed.
Cute froggie when it's out where it belongs. It doesn't belong in my house!
My carpet is a whitish brown-speckled sort of color, and in the middle of the hall, dark from storm clouds blocking the sun and my desire not to turn on the lights, sat what I thought was a leaf.
"Good grief, how did he track that in?" I thought, blaming my husband, of course.
I bent down to scoop up the offending debris. I touched it.
It jumped.
I screamed.
I stared at it. Then I started dancing around. "I touched a frog, ohmygod I touched a frog." I left the thing sitting there and I raced for the kitchen sink and the Dawn dish washing soap. I scrubbed my hands. "I touched a frog. I can't believe it. Ohmygod there's a frog in my house!"
I went back to look. Sure enough, there it sat. A tiny little tree frog. It was about as big as a quarter.
What to do? I had to get it outside. First I picked up a broom and the dustpan. I cajoled the amphibian onto the dustpan, but it kept jumping off.
"I need a jar," I muttered.
I couldn't find a jar. Where is an old mayo jar when you need it? Finally, I found a paper cup. I used the broom again and urged the creature into the container.
Then I placed the broom over top of the cup so the frog couldn't jump out.
I let it go outside.
The frog did not look very happy.
I went and found my camera and took a picture. I suppose I should have taken a photo of it in my house, but I was too disturbed.
Cute froggie when it's out where it belongs. It doesn't belong in my house!
Monday, July 22, 2013
The Shame of U.S. Healthcare
The lie of healthcare in the United States needs to come to an end. All of my life I have heard how we have the best healthcare in the world. How anybody who wants healthcare can have it, and if you don't get the care you need, it's nobody's fault but your own.
I call bullshit. Actually I call double-deep bullshit, bullshit up to the wazoo.
In today's Roanoke Times, there is a story about the free clinic in Wise County. Thousands of people - yes, THOUSANDS - venture to this weekend event to have their teeth pulled, their eyes checked, warts removed, or have other ills, some quite serious, taken care of.
Most of these people are uninsured or underinsured. They have lost jobs. In the most devastating turn of events, they once worked but had an accident or illness and lost their job, and thus their healthcare, right when they needed it most.
I find this completely unacceptable in a country as wealthy as the United States. This is the kind of stuff you expect to see and hear about in some unknown small nation in some forgotten third-world country. But this is here, in Virginia, in the USA. Right down the road.
But even if you have insurance, you're not home free. It is estimated that at least 60 percent of all bankruptcies filed in the U.S. are due to exorbitant health care bills. That is over a million people a year who become ill and need care, but can't pay for the help they need.
Plus the insurance companies (not the government, now, the private insurance companies) have allowances - you're allowed so many visits to the chiropractor, so many visits to the eye doctor, so many visits for this or that. If you're someone who needs more visits than the policy allows, you either don't go or you pay for it yourself. In that case, you're underinsured.
On top of this, the insurance companies and the medical communities have this interesting con game going on wherein the medical facility or doctor bills at one rate, but will accept a lower rate from the insurance agency. Some doctors require the patients to make up the difference, but many do not. Why is there not one rate? Why does it cost the insurance company one amount but the person who pays cash another? How is this even considered to be anything other than dishonest and some kind of scam?
I have a high copay for doctors who are "specialists" - which is every doctor but my family doctor. To my mind, that high copay is enough for a visit, but the doctors charge more and more on top of that. For example, in May I went to see a specialist about pain in my foot, and the bill sent to the insurance company was for $684.00. The insurance company actually paid $480.00, I had already paid my copay of $40.00, and later I received a bill for an additional $28.00 for something that the insurance company said was "allowable" but they didn't pay. I have no idea what happens to the difference in there. Or why one thing is "allowable" and something else is not.
Not only that, but the charges for health care are nothing short of obscene. Take a look at this:
$12,913 - hospital (pre-op, operating room, post-op, a room for about 16 hours)
$ 2,182 - surgeon charge
$ 1,045 - anesthesia charge
$ 2,760 - initial emergency room visit
$ 882 - emergency room doctor
$ 138 - visit with my family doctor (as instructed by ER)
$ 100 - radiology
$ 85 - pathology
$ 200 - what the urgent care facility charged to tell me they couldn't help me and I should go to the ER
Total (so far): $20,305.00
These are the charges for my gallbladder removal, starting with my initial visit to the urgent care (because I didn't want to go to the ER and the urgent care is supposed to be cheaper for everyone; I didn't know I would end up needing surgery). If we didn't have insurance, we'd be declaring bankruptcy along with the other 1.5 million people who will do that this year, I imagine, as we simply don't have that kind of money under the mattress. But we are fortunate - I am fortunate - and have health insurance, which we pay for to the tune of about $8,000 annually - just for me. His employer pays most of his share.
The health insurance company will not pay out $20,305, though that apparently is the amount a person with no insurance would be expected to cough up.
No, the health insurance didn't "allow" all of those charges and instead will pay out less than half of that amount. My share will end up being around $1,000, I think. I'm still waiting on all the bills to come in and I'm basing that on the "allowable" charges. It could be more.
The reason I am so fortunate to have health insurance is because my husband has a decent job, the kind that are becoming scarce. I made a good choice in a mate and he has taken care of me. I have had multiple health issues over the years and while I have always worked, at times I have had to leave jobs or change jobs to accommodate health care concerns. I have been lucky that I had a husband who could work a job that offered decent healthcare. But not everyone has this opportunity, and not everyone can work and keep their healthcare.
You shouldn't be punished and lose everything simply because you're sick. I see people in our area who have to have fundraisers for cancer treatment - they hold square dances or bake sales or something. Who thinks that this is okay? It is not okay with me. I think it is about the saddest thing I have ever seen, and it should be a major condemnation of what is going on in this country. Every time I hear about one of these events I cry.
I personally am glad we have made changes in the healthcare law because the system is incredibly broken, but I don't think the changes implemented under President Obama go far enough. They do not fix the issue but instead were a gift to the insurance companies. I don't know that prices will decrease, or that quality of care will be improved.
A true change in healthcare would involve building hospitals, training people, and ensuring that we have the infrastructure we need to take care of people. Without that in place we have no foundation upon which to build. Stimulus money should have gone to those types of projects immediately, but of course it did not.
It looks to me like everything needs to be changed, from the way medical charges are billed to payouts to claims. A complete overhaul.
I want a New Deal, one that helps everyone. People should stop bitching and moaning about the upcoming Affordable Health Care Act and instead try to make the damn thing work.
I call bullshit. Actually I call double-deep bullshit, bullshit up to the wazoo.
In today's Roanoke Times, there is a story about the free clinic in Wise County. Thousands of people - yes, THOUSANDS - venture to this weekend event to have their teeth pulled, their eyes checked, warts removed, or have other ills, some quite serious, taken care of.
Most of these people are uninsured or underinsured. They have lost jobs. In the most devastating turn of events, they once worked but had an accident or illness and lost their job, and thus their healthcare, right when they needed it most.
I find this completely unacceptable in a country as wealthy as the United States. This is the kind of stuff you expect to see and hear about in some unknown small nation in some forgotten third-world country. But this is here, in Virginia, in the USA. Right down the road.
But even if you have insurance, you're not home free. It is estimated that at least 60 percent of all bankruptcies filed in the U.S. are due to exorbitant health care bills. That is over a million people a year who become ill and need care, but can't pay for the help they need.
Plus the insurance companies (not the government, now, the private insurance companies) have allowances - you're allowed so many visits to the chiropractor, so many visits to the eye doctor, so many visits for this or that. If you're someone who needs more visits than the policy allows, you either don't go or you pay for it yourself. In that case, you're underinsured.
On top of this, the insurance companies and the medical communities have this interesting con game going on wherein the medical facility or doctor bills at one rate, but will accept a lower rate from the insurance agency. Some doctors require the patients to make up the difference, but many do not. Why is there not one rate? Why does it cost the insurance company one amount but the person who pays cash another? How is this even considered to be anything other than dishonest and some kind of scam?
I have a high copay for doctors who are "specialists" - which is every doctor but my family doctor. To my mind, that high copay is enough for a visit, but the doctors charge more and more on top of that. For example, in May I went to see a specialist about pain in my foot, and the bill sent to the insurance company was for $684.00. The insurance company actually paid $480.00, I had already paid my copay of $40.00, and later I received a bill for an additional $28.00 for something that the insurance company said was "allowable" but they didn't pay. I have no idea what happens to the difference in there. Or why one thing is "allowable" and something else is not.
Not only that, but the charges for health care are nothing short of obscene. Take a look at this:
$12,913 - hospital (pre-op, operating room, post-op, a room for about 16 hours)
$ 2,182 - surgeon charge
$ 1,045 - anesthesia charge
$ 2,760 - initial emergency room visit
$ 882 - emergency room doctor
$ 138 - visit with my family doctor (as instructed by ER)
$ 100 - radiology
$ 85 - pathology
$ 200 - what the urgent care facility charged to tell me they couldn't help me and I should go to the ER
Total (so far): $20,305.00
These are the charges for my gallbladder removal, starting with my initial visit to the urgent care (because I didn't want to go to the ER and the urgent care is supposed to be cheaper for everyone; I didn't know I would end up needing surgery). If we didn't have insurance, we'd be declaring bankruptcy along with the other 1.5 million people who will do that this year, I imagine, as we simply don't have that kind of money under the mattress. But we are fortunate - I am fortunate - and have health insurance, which we pay for to the tune of about $8,000 annually - just for me. His employer pays most of his share.
The health insurance company will not pay out $20,305, though that apparently is the amount a person with no insurance would be expected to cough up.
No, the health insurance didn't "allow" all of those charges and instead will pay out less than half of that amount. My share will end up being around $1,000, I think. I'm still waiting on all the bills to come in and I'm basing that on the "allowable" charges. It could be more.
The reason I am so fortunate to have health insurance is because my husband has a decent job, the kind that are becoming scarce. I made a good choice in a mate and he has taken care of me. I have had multiple health issues over the years and while I have always worked, at times I have had to leave jobs or change jobs to accommodate health care concerns. I have been lucky that I had a husband who could work a job that offered decent healthcare. But not everyone has this opportunity, and not everyone can work and keep their healthcare.
You shouldn't be punished and lose everything simply because you're sick. I see people in our area who have to have fundraisers for cancer treatment - they hold square dances or bake sales or something. Who thinks that this is okay? It is not okay with me. I think it is about the saddest thing I have ever seen, and it should be a major condemnation of what is going on in this country. Every time I hear about one of these events I cry.
I personally am glad we have made changes in the healthcare law because the system is incredibly broken, but I don't think the changes implemented under President Obama go far enough. They do not fix the issue but instead were a gift to the insurance companies. I don't know that prices will decrease, or that quality of care will be improved.
A true change in healthcare would involve building hospitals, training people, and ensuring that we have the infrastructure we need to take care of people. Without that in place we have no foundation upon which to build. Stimulus money should have gone to those types of projects immediately, but of course it did not.
It looks to me like everything needs to be changed, from the way medical charges are billed to payouts to claims. A complete overhaul.
I want a New Deal, one that helps everyone. People should stop bitching and moaning about the upcoming Affordable Health Care Act and instead try to make the damn thing work.
Sunday, July 21, 2013
A Pretty Sharp Cookie
From Sunday Stealing
Q. Have you ever clicked on an ad on the side of your screen by accident?
A. I imagine so. It's easy enough to do. Generally I don't click on ads, though.
Q. When was the last time you were disappointed?
A. I was pretty disappointed when I found out I would have to have my gallbladder removed at the end of June. I was hoping to keep it around longer, you know, like the rest of my life.
Q. Do you like the smell of rain?
A. Yes.
Q. What was the last thing you took a picture of?
A. My husband's dirty laundry hanging on the back deck.
Q. When you go to McDonald's, what drink do you usually get?
A. I don't eat at McDonald's.
Q. What were you doing today at 2:15 in the afternoon?
A. I am answering this at 8 a.m., that time hasn't happened yet. But yesterday at that time I was working on my lesson plan for the college course in creative writing that I am currently teaching.
Q. What's the nickname of your home state?
A. Virginia is for lovers. But we're the Old Dominion.
Q. What's the worst type of weather in your opinion?
A. Zero degrees and bitter wind.
Q. Do you have a Kindle, Nook, iPad or none?
A. I have a Nook.
Q. Would you rather read or write?
A. I would rather do both. Such things should never be either/or.
Q. When was the last time someone took a picture of you?
A. I guess about two years ago, if you don't count the self-portraits I've attempted in hopes of getting something decent for Facebook.
Q. Do you own a pair of slippers?
A. Yes
Q. Name something negative that you hate about yourself.
A. I'm fat.
Q. Is your house currently hot, cold or just right?
A. Just right. I'm like Goldie Locks, I always have to have everything just right.
Q. Is there a Dead End road near where you live?
A. Yes
Q. Do you roll your eyes often?
A. I'm afraid so. There is a lot going to on that is eye-roll worthy.
Q. Growing up, did you see your cousins often?
A. No, but I spent a lot of time with other relatives.
Q. Where was your first job at?
A. My father's farm, then babysitting, then I worked summers at my father's business.
Q. When's your birthday?
A. June. I just hit the big 5-0.
Q. Is life a party to you?
A. No.
Q. Who are you tired of seeing in the news a lot?
A. Pretty much any celebrity who is doing nothing.
Q. When was the last time you flew a kite?
A. Probably 20 years ago.
Q. How long have you had a blog?
A. This blog has been in existence for seven years. But I have been blogging since 2003.
Q. Have you ever had to call and complain about a product you bought?
A. Yes.
Q. Name something positive you love about yourself.
A. I'm a pretty sharp cookie.
Q. Have you ever clicked on an ad on the side of your screen by accident?
A. I imagine so. It's easy enough to do. Generally I don't click on ads, though.
Q. When was the last time you were disappointed?
A. I was pretty disappointed when I found out I would have to have my gallbladder removed at the end of June. I was hoping to keep it around longer, you know, like the rest of my life.
Q. Do you like the smell of rain?
A. Yes.
Q. What was the last thing you took a picture of?
A. My husband's dirty laundry hanging on the back deck.
Q. When you go to McDonald's, what drink do you usually get?
A. I don't eat at McDonald's.
Q. What were you doing today at 2:15 in the afternoon?
A. I am answering this at 8 a.m., that time hasn't happened yet. But yesterday at that time I was working on my lesson plan for the college course in creative writing that I am currently teaching.
Q. What's the nickname of your home state?
A. Virginia is for lovers. But we're the Old Dominion.
Q. What's the worst type of weather in your opinion?
A. Zero degrees and bitter wind.
Q. Do you have a Kindle, Nook, iPad or none?
A. I have a Nook.
Q. Would you rather read or write?
A. I would rather do both. Such things should never be either/or.
Q. When was the last time someone took a picture of you?
A. I guess about two years ago, if you don't count the self-portraits I've attempted in hopes of getting something decent for Facebook.
Q. Do you own a pair of slippers?
A. Yes
Q. Name something negative that you hate about yourself.
A. I'm fat.
Q. Is your house currently hot, cold or just right?
A. Just right. I'm like Goldie Locks, I always have to have everything just right.
Q. Is there a Dead End road near where you live?
A. Yes
Q. Do you roll your eyes often?
A. I'm afraid so. There is a lot going to on that is eye-roll worthy.
Q. Growing up, did you see your cousins often?
A. No, but I spent a lot of time with other relatives.
Q. Where was your first job at?
A. My father's farm, then babysitting, then I worked summers at my father's business.
Q. When's your birthday?
A. June. I just hit the big 5-0.
Q. Is life a party to you?
A. No.
Q. Who are you tired of seeing in the news a lot?
A. Pretty much any celebrity who is doing nothing.
Q. When was the last time you flew a kite?
A. Probably 20 years ago.
Q. How long have you had a blog?
A. This blog has been in existence for seven years. But I have been blogging since 2003.
Q. Have you ever had to call and complain about a product you bought?
A. Yes.
Q. Name something positive you love about yourself.
A. I'm a pretty sharp cookie.
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Hillbilly Laundry
One of the things that my husband uses on our farm that I really despise is weed killer. He goes through weed killer by the gallons and has set up a spray kit on his utility vehicle so he can drive around and spray this toxic mess on the weeds growing under the electric fence.
I understand the need for it because the weeds will ground out the fence and the cows will wander, but the weed killers scare me. He also uses pesticides on the hay fields. Those stink, too.
His clothes reek of chemicals on the days he does these chores. He uses a mask so he doesn't breathe in the chemicals but the spray gets all over him and the vehicle. And yes, I worry about his health because of exposure to these things. I worry about mine, too.
At first I attempted to wash his clothes when he got out of them, but I worried about the chemicals in the washing machine. I also needed to wash them about three times straight to get the smell out. And then I would disinfect the washing machine several times before I felt like I could wash anything else in it.
I tried everything I could think of, including vinegars, different detergents, etc., to clean his clothes. Nothing short of a lot of washing - which used a great deal of water - helped.
Finally, though, I figured out what would take care of the problem.
Time. Sun. Rain.
Now when he uses chemicals, I have him strip in the garage. His clothes then go outside where I leave them literally for a week to 10 days. Preferably they have been rained on at least once. I don't have a clothes line (I have too many allergies to use one) so I hang them over the deck furniture (which we never use).
When I do finally bring them in to wash, they no longer smell like chemicals and I can run through a single long wash cycle with an extra rinse. I still disinfect the washing machine afterwards but it is no longer an all-day job.
Just thought I'd pass this along to any other wives who may have husbands who use chemicals of some kind. The elements can be our friend.
(The zucchini in the picture, by the way, came from the garden but are too big for me to use. They will be tossed over the fence. I would never put food I plan to eat next to those chemical-filled clothes.)
Friday, July 19, 2013
All Hail Liz
My husband watches a show on the History Channel called Swamp People. This means that I watch the show, too, because our nightly routine is that I sit beside him and read while he flips channels. I generally read through the episodes but I still know what is going on.
Swamp People is about alligator hunting. But as with all of these reality shows, it is the personalities that give the show any semblance of interest.
One of the characters is Liz Cavalier. She turned up in the second season to help King-of-the-Swamp Troy Landry when his other hired hand had something else to do. Landry's "Choot 'em Elitabeth" became one of those lines that you say around the house sometimes, just for a laugh.
In Season 3, Liz went out on her own, and she's the Queen of the Swamp. Last year she took on a young woman named Kristi as a helper, but this year when the show started, Liz, who is in her early 40s, was working with her daughter, Jessica. This was because Kristi was busy taking care of her farm and daughter Jessica didn't want her mom out on the bayou alone.
The reason Mom shouldn't have been alone? Liz had just had her gallbladder removed but she was out there wrestling 800-pound alligators even though the doctor said she shouldn't do that.
Since I just had my gallbladder removed, I know how Liz might have been feeling, and I simply have to salute a woman who could have her belly cut open and then go out and wrestle an alligator.
I'm much too wimpy to do something like that. Heck, I haven't even picked up a full bag of groceries yet.
There were a few times on the show when Liz grabbed her side and howled in pain. I have to wonder if she ripped a stitch or two. I mean, damn, woman.
So anyway, 50-year-old me is no alligator queen. I ain't even a queen of the grocery.
Swamp People is about alligator hunting. But as with all of these reality shows, it is the personalities that give the show any semblance of interest.
One of the characters is Liz Cavalier. She turned up in the second season to help King-of-the-Swamp Troy Landry when his other hired hand had something else to do. Landry's "Choot 'em Elitabeth" became one of those lines that you say around the house sometimes, just for a laugh.
In Season 3, Liz went out on her own, and she's the Queen of the Swamp. Last year she took on a young woman named Kristi as a helper, but this year when the show started, Liz, who is in her early 40s, was working with her daughter, Jessica. This was because Kristi was busy taking care of her farm and daughter Jessica didn't want her mom out on the bayou alone.
The reason Mom shouldn't have been alone? Liz had just had her gallbladder removed but she was out there wrestling 800-pound alligators even though the doctor said she shouldn't do that.
Since I just had my gallbladder removed, I know how Liz might have been feeling, and I simply have to salute a woman who could have her belly cut open and then go out and wrestle an alligator.
I'm much too wimpy to do something like that. Heck, I haven't even picked up a full bag of groceries yet.
There were a few times on the show when Liz grabbed her side and howled in pain. I have to wonder if she ripped a stitch or two. I mean, damn, woman.
So anyway, 50-year-old me is no alligator queen. I ain't even a queen of the grocery.
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Thursday Thirteen
Random Summer Photos
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| Hollins University Chapel |
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| Hollins University |
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| The farm |
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| Old farm equipment |
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| A bear in the alfalfa (2009) |
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| Old train depot, Eagle Rock |
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| Doe and Fawn |
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| Lily and hosta garden |
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| Bounty of the season |
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| Lilies |
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| The farm |
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| One of my roses |
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| Double trouble! Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 303rd time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday. |
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
The Machine Stops
Here is an interesting short story that I would like to share with you.
E. M. Forster wrote this in 1909. The story eerily predicts the internet and offers a warning that perhaps we all should heed.
Thanks to my friend Inga for pointing this out to me.
E. M. Forster wrote this in 1909. The story eerily predicts the internet and offers a warning that perhaps we all should heed.
Thanks to my friend Inga for pointing this out to me.
Monday, July 15, 2013
How I'm Doin'
So 17 days ago I had my gallbladder removed. How you doin', woman? How are you feeling this far out?
My gallbladder surgery involved four incisions: one in the middle of my chest, two in the side, and one in my belly button.
This is a picture of myself that I took last week.
Don't I look terrible?
I was pretty sick the week before my surgery and I have dropped some weight. The weight loss, while welcome, makes me look a little worse for the wear. The lack of makeup doesn't help any either. Also, I'm still fat even though I have lost a few pounds. There ain't no gettin' around that. I yam what I yam. I have been good about my diet since I came home from the hospital, though, and have continued to shed a few more pounds. I hope that continues.
Today my belly looks worse than it did when I took that picture last week, because I've had an allergic reaction to my sutures or something, and there is an itchy rash all over my stomach. The rash was just starting when I had my post-op visit last week, and has only grown worse. If it isn't better by Thursday, I guess I will need to return to the doctor.
I had some minor complications with my surgery. I've had a number of previous operations and I had a lot of scar tissue. The end result is a pretty long incision at my belly button, longer than normal, because the surgeon had to cut around the scar tissue.
I've also had some difficulty with my asthma during these two weeks. That began in the hospital after surgery and has continued sporadically. I am hoping it will calm down soon.
However, the pain in my belly is lessening every day, and that is good news. If I can get the rash to go away, I will be feeling much better.
Today I did a little writing and on Wednesday I plan to resume teaching at the community college. I have two more class sessions that I need to finish up. Hopefully a lot of makeup will make me look a little better.
This is how I am. I hope you're all doing well.
My gallbladder surgery involved four incisions: one in the middle of my chest, two in the side, and one in my belly button.
This is a picture of myself that I took last week.
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| Last week |
I was pretty sick the week before my surgery and I have dropped some weight. The weight loss, while welcome, makes me look a little worse for the wear. The lack of makeup doesn't help any either. Also, I'm still fat even though I have lost a few pounds. There ain't no gettin' around that. I yam what I yam. I have been good about my diet since I came home from the hospital, though, and have continued to shed a few more pounds. I hope that continues.
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| Today |
I had some minor complications with my surgery. I've had a number of previous operations and I had a lot of scar tissue. The end result is a pretty long incision at my belly button, longer than normal, because the surgeon had to cut around the scar tissue.
I've also had some difficulty with my asthma during these two weeks. That began in the hospital after surgery and has continued sporadically. I am hoping it will calm down soon.
However, the pain in my belly is lessening every day, and that is good news. If I can get the rash to go away, I will be feeling much better.
Today I did a little writing and on Wednesday I plan to resume teaching at the community college. I have two more class sessions that I need to finish up. Hopefully a lot of makeup will make me look a little better.
This is how I am. I hope you're all doing well.
It Takes a Lickin'
The momma cow decided her little new baby needed a bath.
She licked ...
Baby rebelled. "I don't want no stinkin' bath!" the calf cried, and went after its half sibling.
Mom followed. "Now, Baby, you know you need to be clean," she said.
She licked some more.
And then a little more . . .
Finally she declared Baby clean and they moved on.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
The Wackadoo Meme, Part 2
The Wackadoo Meme, Part 2 (Part 1 is here.)
From Sunday Stealing
30. What brand of batteries do you usually get?
A. Duracell or Energizers
31. Are any of your friends pregnant or have kids?
A. You're kidding, right? My friends all have adult children, if they have children at all.
32. What is in your medicine cabinet?
A. Deodorant, aspirin, toothpaste, shaving cream, a razor. Usual stuff.
33. What's your favorite aspect of the natural world?
A. As opposed to what, the unnatural world? I like nature, forests, trees, animals - in all of its glory.
34. What's your favorite man made thing?
A. Probably this stupid computer I'm typing on, I can't seem to get away from it. Although I like my house, too.
35. Can you whistle properly?
A. Yes. Tweet tweet tweet.
36. What song do you think is the most widely heard in the world?
A. Since we have armed forces bases in 38 nations, or something like that, I expect it is The Star Spangled Banner. Although Happy Birthday might actually take first place.
37. Where's the strangest place a fast food restaurant was located?
A. Um. You mean one I've eaten at, or where I might imagine it being? I could imagine one being at the North Pole; I suppose it would serve Santa and the elves.
38. What states surround your state? Or are you not land locked?
A. My state is surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean, Maryland, West Virginia, Delaware, Tennessee, Kentucky, Washington DC, and North Carolina.
39. Do you own binoculars or monoculars? What do you use them for?
A. I own binoculars and I use them to watch deer and other animals.
40. Do you ever wish you had a telescope on the roof or attic to stargaze?
A. Sure, why not?
41. What's your favorite chocolate bar?
A. I like them all, except those "air chocolate" ones.
42. Do you fall asleep easy in cars? How about planes, trains and boats?
A. These days I fall asleep pretty much any time I am quiet.
43. Would you rather live a year of your life in every major country or stay in the same place you live forever without vacations?
A. That depends. If it's a year in every country then maybe I would live a very long time, because there are about 195 countries. That would mean I could live to be 195! But then of course I would be *really* old.
44. What will you not tolerate in a person?
A. I have a hard time with stupidity.
45. Do you forgive others easier or yourself? Why is this?
A. Yes, because I know myself. I do not know them; I'm not in their skin.
46. How was God made, if he exists?
A. Two parts vinegar, one part water, a little splash of bleach.
47. Have you ever done aqua aerobics or polo?
A. No.
48. What age were you when you learned how to swim?
A. I think I was about 8.
49. What shows or characters scared you as a child?
A. The Living Dead
50. Do you stay up all night on New Years Eve/Day or go to bed after 12am?
A. Ha. I am in bed by 10 p.m.
51. What's something unusual currently in your fridge?
A. A three-year-old bottle of blackberry wine.
52. How about your freezer?
A. Deer meat.
53. What could you be doing now that is more productive?
A. Balancing the checkbook.
54. Give me some lyrics from the song that's stuck in your head?
A. I see your picture, your name is on the locket, done up in blueprint blue, it sure looks good on you, and if you smile for the camera, you'll know I love you better. (I can't remember the name of the song, and I'm not sure I have the words right.)
55. What's your favorite type of firework?
A. The kind that go boom.
From Sunday Stealing
30. What brand of batteries do you usually get?
A. Duracell or Energizers
31. Are any of your friends pregnant or have kids?
A. You're kidding, right? My friends all have adult children, if they have children at all.
32. What is in your medicine cabinet?
A. Deodorant, aspirin, toothpaste, shaving cream, a razor. Usual stuff.
33. What's your favorite aspect of the natural world?
A. As opposed to what, the unnatural world? I like nature, forests, trees, animals - in all of its glory.
34. What's your favorite man made thing?
A. Probably this stupid computer I'm typing on, I can't seem to get away from it. Although I like my house, too.
35. Can you whistle properly?
A. Yes. Tweet tweet tweet.
36. What song do you think is the most widely heard in the world?
A. Since we have armed forces bases in 38 nations, or something like that, I expect it is The Star Spangled Banner. Although Happy Birthday might actually take first place.
37. Where's the strangest place a fast food restaurant was located?
A. Um. You mean one I've eaten at, or where I might imagine it being? I could imagine one being at the North Pole; I suppose it would serve Santa and the elves.
38. What states surround your state? Or are you not land locked?
A. My state is surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean, Maryland, West Virginia, Delaware, Tennessee, Kentucky, Washington DC, and North Carolina.
39. Do you own binoculars or monoculars? What do you use them for?
A. I own binoculars and I use them to watch deer and other animals.
40. Do you ever wish you had a telescope on the roof or attic to stargaze?
A. Sure, why not?
41. What's your favorite chocolate bar?
A. I like them all, except those "air chocolate" ones.
42. Do you fall asleep easy in cars? How about planes, trains and boats?
A. These days I fall asleep pretty much any time I am quiet.
43. Would you rather live a year of your life in every major country or stay in the same place you live forever without vacations?
A. That depends. If it's a year in every country then maybe I would live a very long time, because there are about 195 countries. That would mean I could live to be 195! But then of course I would be *really* old.
44. What will you not tolerate in a person?
A. I have a hard time with stupidity.
45. Do you forgive others easier or yourself? Why is this?
A. Yes, because I know myself. I do not know them; I'm not in their skin.
46. How was God made, if he exists?
A. Two parts vinegar, one part water, a little splash of bleach.
47. Have you ever done aqua aerobics or polo?
A. No.
48. What age were you when you learned how to swim?
A. I think I was about 8.
49. What shows or characters scared you as a child?
A. The Living Dead
50. Do you stay up all night on New Years Eve/Day or go to bed after 12am?
A. Ha. I am in bed by 10 p.m.
51. What's something unusual currently in your fridge?
A. A three-year-old bottle of blackberry wine.
52. How about your freezer?
A. Deer meat.
53. What could you be doing now that is more productive?
A. Balancing the checkbook.
54. Give me some lyrics from the song that's stuck in your head?
A. I see your picture, your name is on the locket, done up in blueprint blue, it sure looks good on you, and if you smile for the camera, you'll know I love you better. (I can't remember the name of the song, and I'm not sure I have the words right.)
55. What's your favorite type of firework?
A. The kind that go boom.
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Berry-licious
It's berry pickin' time!
Blackberries are ripe, though a little bitter from lack of sun.
The blueberries are plump and fat from all the rain, though.
Friday, July 12, 2013
The Mushroom Has Landed
On Monday, my husband noticed that a huge mushroom had appeared in the side yard. We've had an awful lot of rain this year.
He said it originally was a big round ball. Then it apparently exploded.
The mushroom was located in the same area where I'd seen mushrooms a few weeks ago. However, then there were three smaller mushrooms and not a single large one.
I find fungi to be rather fascinating in the way it grows and looks.
This is my foot (size 7) to show how big the mushroom was.
Yesterday, Thursday and three days later, I took this picture of the mushroom.
It had an almost wooden quality to it. I found it very attractive.
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Thursday Thirteen
Here are some books I have on my reading list. They are not in any particular order:
1. At Home, by Bill Bryson (nonfiction)
2. The Forgotten Beasts of Eld, by Patricia A. McKillip (fantasy)
3. Love Overboard, by Janet Evanovich (romance)
4. The Lost Years, by Mary Higgins Clark (mystery)
5. Full House, by Janet Evanovich (romance)
6. The Widening Stream: The Seven Stages of Creativity, by David Ulrich (nonfiction)
7. Lirael, by Garth Nix (fantasy)
8. Roar of the Heavens, by Stefan Bechtel (nonfiction)
9. A Wizard Alone, by Diane Duane (fantasy)
10. The Squire's Tale, by Gerald Morris (young adult, historical)
11. Creative Visualization, by Shakti Gawain (nonfiction)
12. As a Man Thinketh, by James Allen (nonfiction)
13. The Creative Habit, by Twyla Tharp (nonfiction)
I generally read about 50-55 books a year.
Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 302nd time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.
2. The Forgotten Beasts of Eld, by Patricia A. McKillip (fantasy)
3. Love Overboard, by Janet Evanovich (romance)
4. The Lost Years, by Mary Higgins Clark (mystery)
5. Full House, by Janet Evanovich (romance)
6. The Widening Stream: The Seven Stages of Creativity, by David Ulrich (nonfiction)
7. Lirael, by Garth Nix (fantasy)
8. Roar of the Heavens, by Stefan Bechtel (nonfiction)
9. A Wizard Alone, by Diane Duane (fantasy)
10. The Squire's Tale, by Gerald Morris (young adult, historical)
11. Creative Visualization, by Shakti Gawain (nonfiction)
12. As a Man Thinketh, by James Allen (nonfiction)
13. The Creative Habit, by Twyla Tharp (nonfiction)
I generally read about 50-55 books a year.
Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 302nd time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.
Tuesday, July 09, 2013
A Deer, a Rose, and a Bunny
Occasionally we are all faced with things that seem to make no sense.
Incidents or objects that seem to be completely unrelated.
We look and look for a connection, but we can't find it.
That's because sometimes we need to stop looking at the trees, and peer down from above at the entire forest.
So what do a deer, a rose, and a bunny have in common? Absolutely nothing at first glance. But they are all wonders of nature, part o the greater earth, children of the planet. They belong here - and isn't that connection enough?
Sunday, July 07, 2013
Missing the Parade
For as long as I can remember, my Sunday paper has arrived with an inserted magazine called Parade.
It used to be the second thing I read with my breakfast on those lazy mornings, right after the funnies. That is not the case anymore.
Parade of old had informative articles and useful information. For a long time they ran in-depth stories about what people earned and what they did. I found those entertaining and useful. It was good to know that someone made X amount of money doing what they loved. But the last time they ran that section, it was a pitiful shadow of the former articles, barely worth a glance.
They also often ran good articles about health, dealing with aging parents, that type of thing. I haven't seen one of those in quite a while. Or at least not one that was memorable.
In the last few years the content of Parade has become less and less relevant to me. Mostly it is about popular culture, especially movie and TV personalities. It has always had some of that but now that seems to be all it has. I have better things to waste my time on.
The magazine started in 1941 and today it claims to have a wider circulation than any other publication. It is inserted into the Sunday edition of about 500 newspapers.
Recently the magazine came under fire for doctored photos. Unfortunately for Parade, those photos were in its rebranded debut issue, on June 2.
Most people probably didn't notice, but this type of sloppiness does great disservice to the publication and the industry.
Last month the magazine shrunk itself, becoming smaller in size and in number of pages, and creating a new logo. That rebranding has impressed me not at all.
In fact, this little magazine may as well not even exist anymore as far as I am concerned. Apparently now the print edition is a vehicle to get people to the website. But there is nothing there that remotely interests me so I do not bother.
For two decades now I have watched newspapers and magazines eat themselves alive. They have cut staff, written crap, and made themselves completely useless to the public they profess to serve. It is as if some great god of relevant information was toppled from his throne and replaced with a joker of insipid and tepid media lunacy. I cannot name another industry that has taken its own legs into its mouth and then swallowed its body whole, but this one certainly has.
It used to be the second thing I read with my breakfast on those lazy mornings, right after the funnies. That is not the case anymore.
Parade of old had informative articles and useful information. For a long time they ran in-depth stories about what people earned and what they did. I found those entertaining and useful. It was good to know that someone made X amount of money doing what they loved. But the last time they ran that section, it was a pitiful shadow of the former articles, barely worth a glance.
They also often ran good articles about health, dealing with aging parents, that type of thing. I haven't seen one of those in quite a while. Or at least not one that was memorable.
In the last few years the content of Parade has become less and less relevant to me. Mostly it is about popular culture, especially movie and TV personalities. It has always had some of that but now that seems to be all it has. I have better things to waste my time on.
The magazine started in 1941 and today it claims to have a wider circulation than any other publication. It is inserted into the Sunday edition of about 500 newspapers.
Recently the magazine came under fire for doctored photos. Unfortunately for Parade, those photos were in its rebranded debut issue, on June 2.
Last month the magazine shrunk itself, becoming smaller in size and in number of pages, and creating a new logo. That rebranding has impressed me not at all.
In fact, this little magazine may as well not even exist anymore as far as I am concerned. Apparently now the print edition is a vehicle to get people to the website. But there is nothing there that remotely interests me so I do not bother.
Mountains and Sky: Q&A
1. What age is your youngest aunt?
A. Hmm. My youngest aunt by blood is 62. My youngest aunt by marriage is 48 or 49. But you must understand that I have an uncle who is younger than I am.
2. Do you miss someone right now?
A. Yes.
3. What can you see North West to you?
A. Mountains and sky. That is the view of my blog header at the moment, actually.
4. Do you like bowling?
A. Not particularly.
5. Can you pronounce Italian words?
A. Not without study.
6. Do you prefer black or beige coloured jackets?
A. Black.
7. Do you own a hoodie?
A. I don't think so, but who knows what is buried in my closet.
8. Do you like roasting marshmallows on a bonfire?
A. Actually, no. Bonfires are messy and dirty, what with all that ash and stuff. But I do like to eat roasted marshmallows.
9. Do you like cheesy puffs?
A. No.
10. What's your name without vowels?
A. NT
11. How many layers of clothing are you wearing?
A. Two.
12. When was the last time you got a take away? What did you have?
A. What the heck is a take away? I'm from the American south where we don't talk like other folks. I am assuming you mean take out food. I generally don't do take out; the last time would have been on my birthday, a month ago, when we had leftovers from my surprise party at the pizza place.
13. If you could climb any mountain or range which would you choose?
A. I have a desire to go to McAfee's Knob, which is on the Appalachian Trail and not all that far from my home. It is a six-mile hike, which is not far, but I am not an outdoors girl at all.
14. Do you alphabetically arrange anything in your room? What?
A. No. Not even my books are in any kind of order.
15. Have you ever visited fat-pie [dot] [com]?
A. No.
16. Do you prefer sweet or sour fruits?
A. Sweet.
17. Do you like Flo Rida? Which song of his?
A. Never heard of him/it/her.
18. How are your dancing skills?
A. Pathetic.
19. What is your favorite number?
A. Whatever age I am in that particular year.
20. Describe your best friend to me?
A. Loyal, proud, exceedingly busy, happy in his work, caring, loving, and wonderful.
21. What is your favorite alcoholic drink?
A. I don't drink alcohol.
22. Do you do any sports or have you done any sport professionally?
A. No.
23. What is your ringtone?
A. Some lilting music thing on a Nokia.
24. Do you like chilli flavoured chips/crisps?
A. No.
25. Do you curl or straighten your hair?
A. No.
26. What's the nicest smell of shampoo?
A. Clean.
27. What smell turns you on? How about turns you off?
A. Chocolate = turn on. Garbage = turn off.
28. Who's your favorite comedian?
A. Bill Maher at the moment.
29. RnB or Reggae?
A. Neither. I'm a Top 40 kind of gal.
These questions are from Sunday Stealing.
A. Hmm. My youngest aunt by blood is 62. My youngest aunt by marriage is 48 or 49. But you must understand that I have an uncle who is younger than I am.
2. Do you miss someone right now?
A. Yes.
3. What can you see North West to you?
A. Mountains and sky. That is the view of my blog header at the moment, actually.
4. Do you like bowling?
A. Not particularly.
5. Can you pronounce Italian words?
A. Not without study.
6. Do you prefer black or beige coloured jackets?
A. Black.
7. Do you own a hoodie?
A. I don't think so, but who knows what is buried in my closet.
8. Do you like roasting marshmallows on a bonfire?
A. Actually, no. Bonfires are messy and dirty, what with all that ash and stuff. But I do like to eat roasted marshmallows.
9. Do you like cheesy puffs?
A. No.
10. What's your name without vowels?
A. NT
11. How many layers of clothing are you wearing?
A. Two.
12. When was the last time you got a take away? What did you have?
A. What the heck is a take away? I'm from the American south where we don't talk like other folks. I am assuming you mean take out food. I generally don't do take out; the last time would have been on my birthday, a month ago, when we had leftovers from my surprise party at the pizza place.
13. If you could climb any mountain or range which would you choose?
A. I have a desire to go to McAfee's Knob, which is on the Appalachian Trail and not all that far from my home. It is a six-mile hike, which is not far, but I am not an outdoors girl at all.
14. Do you alphabetically arrange anything in your room? What?
A. No. Not even my books are in any kind of order.
15. Have you ever visited fat-pie [dot] [com]?
A. No.
16. Do you prefer sweet or sour fruits?
A. Sweet.
17. Do you like Flo Rida? Which song of his?
A. Never heard of him/it/her.
18. How are your dancing skills?
A. Pathetic.
19. What is your favorite number?
A. Whatever age I am in that particular year.
20. Describe your best friend to me?
A. Loyal, proud, exceedingly busy, happy in his work, caring, loving, and wonderful.
21. What is your favorite alcoholic drink?
A. I don't drink alcohol.
22. Do you do any sports or have you done any sport professionally?
A. No.
23. What is your ringtone?
A. Some lilting music thing on a Nokia.
24. Do you like chilli flavoured chips/crisps?
A. No.
25. Do you curl or straighten your hair?
A. No.
26. What's the nicest smell of shampoo?
A. Clean.
27. What smell turns you on? How about turns you off?
A. Chocolate = turn on. Garbage = turn off.
28. Who's your favorite comedian?
A. Bill Maher at the moment.
29. RnB or Reggae?
A. Neither. I'm a Top 40 kind of gal.
These questions are from Sunday Stealing.
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