Wednesday, July 5, 2006

About the car Arick was working on yesterday

To answer the question many of you asked in the comment section of the previous entry, Arick drove the girl friend's car to work today, and it's running fine.

The specific problem was the water pump, but this car happened to be one that was exceptionally hard to work on, according to my husband, my son, and other assorted men who tried to give advice and lend a hand yesterday.

Tuesday, July 4, 2006

happy birthday America

Too many pictures of the 4th.  But it was great!

So, where have I been?

This is the longest I've gone without posting for ages, and I've been right here at home with no real excuse not to make an entry.  I have a lovely granddaughter visiting, and my other grandchildren are around a lot:  so there's every opportunity for pictures.  After all, I only see Lyndsay once a year.

But I've been busy wilting.

Remember, we only have air conditioning in our bedroom (our own choice... I'm not looking for sympathy).  Yesterday our thermometer registered 100 degrees ouside.  And, since my son is visiting, I've been cooking and baking a lot.  Take a 100-degree day and turn on an oven and a couple of burners inside, and what do you get?  Wilted Mosie!  And, with all that cooking, I've washed a ton of dishes (no dishwasher, either).  So my knee has been giving me fits, from standing at the sink for hours.

Today we'll have relatives here for a barbecue; my son-in-law, Kevin, will be the chef; the potato salad is already made.  The forecast is for a cooler day, and it's raining outside as I type this.  We desperately need the rain, so I'm thankful for this change in weather.  I feel better already.

 

Saturday, July 1, 2006

It's nice to have my son and his baby girl here

The pictures tell the story. 

My son and his daughter are here!

That's our son Jim, on the left:  At his side are my oldest grandchild, Arick, and my youngest grandchild, Lyndsay.  Life is good.

received in e-mail from my buddy, Frankye

I've seen this before, but this is an updated version.

Friday Humor - Why did the chicken cross the road?

DR PHIL: The problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize that he must first deal with the problem on "THIS" side of the road before it goes after the problem on the "OTHER SIDE" of the road. What  we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his "CURRENT" problems before adding "NEW" problems.

OPRAH: Well I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so badly. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.

GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here.

DONALD RUMSFELD: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.

ANDERSON COOPER/CNN: We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of the road.

JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am for it now, and will remain against it.

JUDGE JUDY: That chicken crossed the road because he's GUILTY! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.

PAT BUCHANAN: To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.

MARTHA STEWART: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level.

DR SEUSS: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.

ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die. in the  rain.   Alone.

JERRY FALWELL: Because the chicken was gay! Can't you people see the plain truth in front of your face? The chicken was going to the "otherside." That's why they call it the "other side. Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay. And if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too. I say we boycott all chickens until we sort out this abomination that the liberal media whitewashes with seemingly harmless phrases like "the other side." That chicken should not be free to cross the road. It's as plain and simple as that!

GRANDPA: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road.  Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.

BARBARA WALTERS: Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its life long dream of crossing the road.

JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together - in peace.

ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.

BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken2006, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your check book. Internet explorer is an integral part of eChicken. The Platform is much more stable and will never cra...#@&&^( C .....reboot.

ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?

BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What is your definition of chicken?

AL GORE: I invented the chicken!

COLONEL SANDERS: Did I miss one?

just checking in

The specialist I went to gave me the all-clear; honestly, I feel going there was a waste of time.  My regular doctor could have given me the all-clear.  Oh well.

We are still trying to decide on a vacation destination:  It seems all the places we'd like to go are in a drought.  Colorado, the Black Hills, the Grand Canyon. 

Please God, send rain.  Here, and everywhere else where it's needed.

Hopefully as I type this, my son is headed in this direction from his home in Georgia.  It's been a year since I've seen him, so I am ready.