Chef's birthday is today.
Happy birthday, Brian. You are a gentle spirit and kind soul. I love how your smile lights up the room.
Only love and good wishes from Dad and I - thanks for always being there for us. Your input is appreciated more than I can say.
We hope your day is nothing short of wonderful! xx oo
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Spring is on the way, ha,ha,ha - - -
Thought you may enjoy our rainbow picture from last year. It's -5 today so looking forward to the sunshine. Taken from our back deck last year.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Yogurt Treatment
Read that plain yogurt, applied to your feet, allowed to dry, then washed off, beautifies.
The wheels started turning - why only my feet? Was planning to make a cake - why not make Jean beautiful:) Got the yogurt out, hair band in my hair and I'm ready to go.
Doing my back was difficult until I used masking tape to attach a sponge to a bath brush. I looked like a mime. Buddy always likes to check out my bathroom activities - I cracked the door open a bit, he peaked in and his fur stood up on his back. Serves you right, peeping Buddy.
Anyway, it was rather interesting to stand there smeared in yogurt, wishing it would dry faster. Jumped in the shower and scrubbed it off. Yes, helped a bit but not as promised:)
The wheels started turning - why only my feet? Was planning to make a cake - why not make Jean beautiful:) Got the yogurt out, hair band in my hair and I'm ready to go.
Doing my back was difficult until I used masking tape to attach a sponge to a bath brush. I looked like a mime. Buddy always likes to check out my bathroom activities - I cracked the door open a bit, he peaked in and his fur stood up on his back. Serves you right, peeping Buddy.
Anyway, it was rather interesting to stand there smeared in yogurt, wishing it would dry faster. Jumped in the shower and scrubbed it off. Yes, helped a bit but not as promised:)
Friday, January 23, 2009
Buddy and the Rabbit (Fur)
So I found my red leather gloves lined with rabbit fur - they've been tucked away for years. It's not politically correct to display fur so I wore them to drive the car - only. Left them inside when I shopped.
Got home, tossed them on the bench while I hung my coat - Pounce! The great hunter cat grabbed one and shook it almost to death. Acckkk, my perfect leather gloves. I wrestled with Buddy and saved the glove's life.
(This from a cat which sits placidly at his Master's feet all day - so unexpected to see him move.
Got home, tossed them on the bench while I hung my coat - Pounce! The great hunter cat grabbed one and shook it almost to death. Acckkk, my perfect leather gloves. I wrestled with Buddy and saved the glove's life.
(This from a cat which sits placidly at his Master's feet all day - so unexpected to see him move.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
My Humble Little Car is Back - - -
So a very lovely lady rear ended us in December. She was nice, I didn't get all upset - it was kind of a social thing as we traded insurance info. I held back a chuckle when she said she usually doesn't hit car, just curbs - ???
Anyway, there was a bit of damage to the bumper of our elite Hond* Civi* so it was repaired yesterday. They handed me the keys to a full size (monster) in a beautiful charcoal, steely gray. I felt like a was driving a ghost car of the local RCM* - but I digress. (Although, wish I had ticketing authority - man, people blow stop signs and speed and whatever)
One doesn't realize how you take Ol' Faithful for granted - jump in and hit my arm on a very large, awkward storage thing between the seats. Then the lights are wacko compared to my Hond*, can't find the thingy to unlock the gas only to discover it doesn't have a locking door - I could go on and on. But it was pretty and I pretended to be a plains clothes officer and scowled my best scowls at poor drivers:)
They called us today to get our "baby" back - I jumped into our car, was appreciative all the way home - could find the lights, wipe switches and I could run them.
Obviously our life is very dull when a courtesy car is my blog post:)
Anyway, there was a bit of damage to the bumper of our elite Hond* Civi* so it was repaired yesterday. They handed me the keys to a full size (monster) in a beautiful charcoal, steely gray. I felt like a was driving a ghost car of the local RCM* - but I digress. (Although, wish I had ticketing authority - man, people blow stop signs and speed and whatever)
One doesn't realize how you take Ol' Faithful for granted - jump in and hit my arm on a very large, awkward storage thing between the seats. Then the lights are wacko compared to my Hond*, can't find the thingy to unlock the gas only to discover it doesn't have a locking door - I could go on and on. But it was pretty and I pretended to be a plains clothes officer and scowled my best scowls at poor drivers:)
They called us today to get our "baby" back - I jumped into our car, was appreciative all the way home - could find the lights, wipe switches and I could run them.
Obviously our life is very dull when a courtesy car is my blog post:)
Monday, January 19, 2009
Remembering a Friend
We had know one another for many years - our sons grew up together, best friends.
Every time I passed by her home as I drove to town I'd say a silent hi or call to say hello.
Now I drive by and it's different, flag still flies, can see her large mirror on the living room wall and life goes on. But F is not home, she's gone Home.
Godspeed, my friend.
Every time I passed by her home as I drove to town I'd say a silent hi or call to say hello.
Now I drive by and it's different, flag still flies, can see her large mirror on the living room wall and life goes on. But F is not home, she's gone Home.
Godspeed, my friend.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Irons and Exercise Mats
The use of either is rather foreign in my domain - the cat totally freaks when I set the ironing board up (due to the noise) although Wayne thinks it's because I use it so seldom it scares Buddy.
Anyway, last night I decided floor exercises were a good idea. I began my work out feeling someone or something was "looking at me" - I glanced around and saw Buddy staring at me. Our floors are dark walnut and he's black so tough to see him.
Anyway, next thing I see, cat is on his back, chin up and hind legs stretched out as long as he could stretch them. Too funny - if only I had the camera.
Still don't know if he were in shock from my exercising or just joining in.
Anyway, last night I decided floor exercises were a good idea. I began my work out feeling someone or something was "looking at me" - I glanced around and saw Buddy staring at me. Our floors are dark walnut and he's black so tough to see him.
Anyway, next thing I see, cat is on his back, chin up and hind legs stretched out as long as he could stretch them. Too funny - if only I had the camera.
Still don't know if he were in shock from my exercising or just joining in.
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