Wednesday, June 30, 2010
I am all alone but not for long. They were gone all afternoon..came home for an hour and left again so I took that time to read, brush the Admiral, aka Miss Catt, read some more..take a bath, and in other words, veg.
I got the car detailed yesterday and in one of the blogs I spoke of that. Miyuki looks like a girl again she is so shiny and gorgeous. All hand waxed, tire dressing, the whole ball of wax. And do you know..it has been 2 weeks since I broke out the camera. I was so bitten up with insects those 2 weeks ago, I took a break for a bit. I am thinking of another excursion within a week or so.
I am SO glad to see a goods many of our blog family here. We are a tight knot of friends/family and so glad we are staying that way. It would be awful not to have one another to lean on any more.
I'm tired of the drama over there but I still have a fondness for them. that fondness for Spaces will evaporate at the merest next change. I'm used to them but they are going where I don't want to be.
I have been trying to check in on everyone. Spaces is like a ghost town as far as our family here is concerned, seems like, anyway.
Have a great rest of the evening. Despite Miss Catt being such a completely quiet girl, and me sleeping soundly, the sleep deficit is still very real for me and I am deathly sleepy even this early.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Got the car detailed.$$$$$$$ but worth every penny. Miyuki looks like a new car. Got my new car cover on for the first time. Nice silky like one. Fit great.
Got more grocery shopping done (every day so far) to feed everyone. Too Miss Catt to the V-E-T! She was swooped down upon, gathered and lowered into the carrier..the heart rending sounds commenced. But she is still 10.3 pounds and has not budged an ounce in a long time. She seems so healthy except for her pitiful allergies that she did not have to have her blood test to see how her hyperthyroidism was doing,.as her weight says- all is well.
Speaking of her, she was in such itching misery last night that she pulled out all the stops calling and alerting me (jumping on me and calling) in the bed from 0130 onward. It was a horrible night..and the boys had to listen to it too. I couldn't wait to get her there to the v-e-t. She should be much much better now.
My tomato plant is still flourishing. Nothing is ripe, no, but the maters are still there and not bored into by bugs that I can tell. The plant has about 15 tomatoes in various stages.
Just saying hi. Since they're here I'll likely pay attention to them.
Monday, June 28, 2010
-Ralph Waldo Emerson, writer and philosopher (1803-1882)
Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship. -Oscar Wilde, writer (1854-1900)
What do you think about this? Any truth to it as far as you can tell? For the record, I do not agree. I have several male friends who are that, friends. I would be interested in opinions.
At least my decision not to go see one of my sons was vindicated as it is snowing and it's particularly so, west of here.
I saw the Hershey's cocoa box in the cabinet a while ago and the recipe for hot chocolate was facing me. I couldn't resist and for the first time in a LONG long time, I made some. Nothing like hot chocolate home made as opposed to the mix. Something to savor as instead of gulping down as though it was medicine.
I must finally be relaxed. I slept well last night and for about 7 hours. However after reading the paper about 1100, I accidentally drifted off into a 20 minute nap. I feel as though I could sleep several hours. However I know that would prevent me from going to sleep in a timely manner tonight. I'll resist.
Guess I will bundle up and head on out for a while. I don't care to stay in the house hours on end.
Whenever the promulgating authority determines that regulations containing prohibitions or requirements other than those prescribed by section 1453 of this title are necessary to prevent the deception of consumers or to facilitate value comparisons as to any consumer commodity, such authority shall promulgate with respect to that commodity regulations effective to -
- (1) establish and define standards for characterization of the size of a package enclosing any consumer commodity, which may be used to supplement the label statement of net quantity of contents of packages containing such commodity, but this paragraph shall not be construed as authorizing any limitation on the size, shape, weight or mass, dimensions, or number of packages which may be used to enclose any commodity;
- (2) regulate the placement upon any package containing any commodity, or upon any label affixed to such commodity, of any printed matter stating or representing by implication that such commodity is offered for retail sale at a price lower than the ordinary and customary retail sale price or that a retail sale price advantage is accorded to purchasers thereof by reason of the size of that package or the quantity of its contents;
- (3) require that the label on each package of a consumer commodity (other than one which is a food within the meaning of section 321(f) of title 21) bear (A) the common or usual name of such consumer commodity, if any, and (B) in case such consumer commodity consists of two or more ingredients, the common or usual name of each such ingredient listed in order of decreasing predominance, but nothing in this paragraph shall be deemed to require that any trade secret be divulged; or
- (4) prevent the nonfunctional-slack-fill of packages containing consumer commodities. For purposes of paragraph (4) of this subsection, a package shall be deemed to be nonfunctionally slack-filled if it is filled to substantially less than its capacity for reasons other than (A) protection of the contents of such package or (B) the requirements of machines used for enclosing the contents in such package.
- What is the nicest sound? One you love to hear?
- Of any, if any, bad habits, what is the one you would like to leave behind you?
- What is your greatest passion? Hobby, family, work, or any other.
- If you could just leave your job, assuming you would like to, would you change careers? What would you be or do?
- Have you ever had a day of introspection that was defining enough personally that you made needed changes in your life or career?
- What do you do that ensures your inner peace?
- What is meaningful enough that you would give your life for?
No, I don't expect any answers to me; these are personal questions. They are just for you. I did this, as the blog entry from last night made me see what I do, or at least one thing I do for gaining inner peace if it seems illusive..I go outside.
I am up...close to ready. How do I look? Sterling silver jewelry today and do ya like the white shirt and black velvet cardigan?
I have been listening to the random sounds outside which usually I don't thanks to the event of yesterday morning.
I have the task of going and coming back in the dark most times except full summer. A few years ago, I was in another Department, same place of work and my hours were 6 to 6. Still a shift and still a rotation. 0435 (or 1635) found me rolling into the parking lot. I brought that up because after the stalker I had a few years ago (wrote about it somewhere in the blogs, months ago) and now this event from yesterday morning, as a woman, it's not always the optimal thing to have to be gallavantin' around in the dark even if it is to your car from your kitchen door.
The cat was right, by the way. She's still on patrol but while I was doing my makeup yesterday morning I heard gnawing in that closet she is affixed to! So, I did set the trap. I can't open the door to see if there is any result as she will run in there. If the trap isn't occupied, she might get pinched. So, when she's occupied elsewhere I'll check. Of course, common sense says if she's still interested in staking out the closet door, the mouse is still there and alive. She did come in last night after I got into bed and stayed on my chest long enough to say goodnight and left to do her duty at the closet door. I know..boring. I'll quit.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
I was listening to the noon news some months ago when they reported that one town in New Jersey will now ticket the driver of a car $50.00 if they are smoking and there is a child in the car! (the second hand smoke issue) No, second hand smoke is not a good thing but read on..as that will tell you I am aware of that. Why are people such sheep? Why do they allow this persecution? No, I do not smoke. No, I do not drink. Heck, I don't do much of anything at all, but I DO know that it is unfair to target smokers constantly.
Why don't you also fine and tax drinkers for example? They go home and may say or do something not fun to the family if they are inebriated. That affects any children in the house or on the street doesn't it? They may kill you by driving drunk..so why not set up some 'dragnet' to 'catch 'em and tax 'em' if they dare drive after having a drink? Why smokers all the time? Because they are an easy target! Why not people who consume alcohol? Because yon lawmakers are imbibing. They don't want to jeopardize themselves!!!
Every time you pay any attention at all, someone or some group of consumers are being jabbed. It's get money any way you can for the towns and States they are in. You smoke? Pay up. What's next? If you weigh more than 5% over your ideal weight...you pay a levy on each pound? Did you forget your deodorant today? You pay. Ante up $100.00 in a fine to the City each time you "offend" someone ( and of course, "their" word will be taken over yours...) and after 3 such offenses, you go to Rehab.
Did dogs or other animals forage through your trash cans last night while you slept? Too bad. You offended the eye of a passer-by. Pay up. Maybe "they" will goad you into believing it is politically incorrect to have red hair (gasp! I hope not!!) so therefore those of us with it mindlessly apologize that we have it, and go dye our hair the correct color whatever that may be. Gosh. Can't have what the masses are taught is not correct! And by the way, jeans will not be tolerated. Turn them in to be donated to the Man who lives on the Moon and then you will be issued loin cloths. Ah yes....
Yes, I am being silly, but by the same token, this constant attack on people exercising their right to ruin their lungs and their health and NOT attacking those who are guilty of even worse, gets my goat. So there!
How about concentrating your State and City wide efforts on real criminals...on dr-ug push-ers, on pernicious
drunk drivers out there kil-ling people, children included? Oh no. There might be some effort involved there. We'll just go after the soft targets.
End of rant.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
There are four ways, and only four ways, in which we have contact with the world. We are evaluated and classified by these four contacts: what we do, how we look, what we say, and how we say it. -Dale Carnegie, author and educator (1888-1955)
Reading the last part of it "what we say and how we say it" started me on a train of thought. We many of us occasionally interrupt others. Perhaps we are enthusiastic about the topic and can hardly wait to share our like experience. Perhaps we have a point to make and unthinkingly interrupt to get that point across in an effort to enrich the conversation. The key word is, occasionally.
My increasingly obscure point it, I have been growing conscious of MY contribution to unintentional rudeness. Most often it occurs between my boss and me. He has a 'considered' way of talking. Nothing wrong with that, just you would think *I* would have that well figured out by now. But no. It has taken a long time to quit interrupting him. No, not while he is talking. To me, that is the height of rudeness; interrupting a person, just horning right on in while they are still talking. No, mine is replying during a silence. What has taken me so long to understand about him, for an example, is he waits politely for me to reply then, then he finishes what he was going to say until I interrupted him.
In my line of work and additionally in the trenches as it were, one doesn't verbally dilly dally. You have to say what you need to say and git 'er done. No thoughtful pauses, no seemingly undue consideration to words..jest git 'er done. There's usually little time to thoughtfully consider what you have to say and how you're going to say it when it has hit the fan...know what I mean? So one comes to the habit of being short worded and succint.
Oh that I could be that way I might add as an aside, at off work times. My ex used to say "You Southern people. You take a week to get to the point!!!" Yes, we Southerners as a rule go all the way around the block, take many bypasses and byways in our journey to the end of a sentence. BUT when you are in my line of work, as I said " Git 'er done". Short, to the point concise information. So I am a dichotomy. To the point at work, (to my bosses probable dismay) and all the way around the block in real time at home.
My point...oh yes, I am being a Southerner again I see. My point is I am practicing. When my boss and I are talking in general terms and subject matter during down times on the midnight shifts..I am increasingly saying to myself " Wait. Give about 10 seconds before you respond. Don't interrupt". No kidding. I really have to talk to myself to stay quiet till he's really finished with his thought.
So, I have to raise my hand. However I am truly working on giving others a chance at talking and finishing what they have to say before I reply.
With that treatise on courtesy I say...
Those who failed to oppose me, who readily agreed with me, accepted all my views, and yielded easily to my opinions, were those who did me the most injury, and were my worst enemies, because, by surrendering to me so easily, they encouraged me to go too far... I was then too powerful for any man, except myself, to injure me. -Napoleon Bonaparte, emperor of France
And injure himself he did ultimately, by taking on a failure as a project at the end. Trying to rally once more when had he the child's toy the Magic Eight Ball to consult, he would have read " ALL SIGNS POINT TO NO." Of course, hind sight is always 20-20.
Lacking that device ( and I am kidding here) he failed miserably and we know the result.
But take what he said and apply it to every day. If no one says "no", if no one disagrees with us, if no one will point out errors and fallacies, then where are we at the crunch? Sometimes flat on our backs and out for the count. People disagreeing with us is by and large no insult to our intellect. It is a help- and another point of view that would many times benefit us to take into account before we take a big step or commit ourselves to an action or plan.
Just 'rambling on' guys. Saw the quote and thought it was cool.
|Sometimes you feel like a nut...|
Sometimes you don't!! I didn't feel like a nut last Winter while shopping at 0530 hrs.in the local edition of the gigantic store that is all over the world these days. But someone was sure acting like one! The store's founder I think had the first name of Sam.
In any case, there I was. I went in to buy a new alarm clock. That clock purchase was vital because if the cat had not meowed me awake when the coffee started, I would have still been sleeping and missed getting to work on time. The old clock had hummed its last.
So, on arrival and after hurrying back where the clocks are, I chose one. On my way back up front with the clock, a pair of leggings stuck fast to me as I walked by so had to buy them too.
At any rate, I got on up to the counter and handed over the leggings and the box with the clock in it.
With apologies to Abbott and Costello and " Who's on First" this is really the way it went.
She rang up the leggings. Then, holding the box in her hand she said " You got a watch?" I obligingly looked at my arm and said " Yup, It's 5:40." She said " No, have you got the watch?" I said, " Yes, I have a watch. And the time is 5:41." She said " No, the watch. Have you got one?" I said " Yes, I do. Do you need the time?" She said " No. I need the watch." I said " Sorry, it's my watch." And I said it in a slightly irritated tone this time while looking at said watch tellingly as time was marching on and I needed to get to work.
Another clerk came over, swiped the clock box out of MY clerk's hand and said " LOOK! It's a CLOCK! Not a watch! And here's the clock! See?" and the woman said to me, " She thought there was a watch in the box and couldn't see anything inside. That's why she was asking you. But now we know it is a clock, not a watch and we have found where it is in the box and we're good to go."
I was grumpy by then so stayed silent and took my change and hurried to work.
Now..perhaps if I weren't only up for an hour and 15 minutes at that time and a little more " with it" I myself might have recognized what the problem was. But someone did and all went OK afterall. I got to laughing by the time I got into my car in the pitch dark, and told the guys at work soon as I went in.
Just one more adventure in W-World.
Friday, June 25, 2010
However I did not come home until I took myself by myself to Shoney's and I had..my sons know what I got without me typing it here..the "Country Fried Steak". That's a slab of like fairly good and unfatty burger if you ask me, breaded and fried..white gravy over it with a baked potato and butter on it. I got me a tad of green beans and some corn too from the hot bar. I couldn't finish the veggies or the meat and even left some of the potato. That's unheard of but..I had come home the first time and ate 2/3's of a coffee filter size amount of Snyder's mustard pretzels. I was starved after the appt and needed something in my belly. Smart move to go to a restaurant right afterward. Oh well. And too, I never mind going to restaurants by myself though I seldom have to. I'll go to movies, restaurants and they're lucky to see glorious me, that's how I look at it.
It was the Dr. office I went to this morning and I took a print of that last butterfly I posted in Flickr..he is on a purple flower and his wings are purple too. I gave it to the nurse and she loves it. That was gratifying.
It's hotter'n who dunnit here agaon and I was in a full forehead sweat just getting the groceries in much earlier. Humid is what I should have said.
My foot is 100% better, thank goodness and thank you for the thoughts. Seriously, I needed some sympathy or I would never have brought it up.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
It finally showered out there. Not for long..maybe 10 minutes but it was a hard rain and faintly refreshed the grass.
It has been beastly hot..horribly humid but then, it's summer. We got spoiled in a way the past three years when it was cooler than normal as it rained practically every day! That was a gloomy several years with sun every few weeks or so for maybe 2 days and then,. back to the grind.
I was sad to see the one tomato that had ripened on my tomato plant was rotten from the bottom up about half way. I hope I get a least 1 of the 15 or so tomatoes in varying stages of formation! That was so disappointing.
This blog is incredibly boring..even for me. I was just trying to get us into the present day and I hadn't a thing to say other than the tomato sob story. So I'll do a kindness and get off of here.