Monday, June 27, 2011

Believe it or not!

My couch pooped out a cat. Seriously. It did! I was cleaning before the floor guys arrived and was putting all my cats away (in the basement).  Hmmm. One not accounted for. Moose. Where is Moose? Ah, Moose is always sleeping/hiding in the couch. I lifted the back of the couch straight up and out plopped a cat. So, my couch pooped out a cat.

Well, I could say my couch pooped out a Moose, but nobody would believe that!

Sunday, June 26, 2011

This cat....

....is going to hurt me someday. And I don't mean his claws. He has that uncanny knack of sensing and then moving in every direction my feet aim to go. Do you have a cat or cats like this? I swear they are psychic in this area. I go to walk around them or over them or past them and they know just where my foot is going to land and then they make sure they are occupying the same exact spot!

It is a well-known fact in physics that two objects cannot occupy the same space at the same time. Is this the Pauli exclusion principle? 

Anyway, my cat is out to kill me. Or at least maim me.

I finished reading my first book.  Are you there Vodka? it's me, Chelsea. She is a bit crude but I like her. I catch her show now and again "Chelsea Lately".

I will be moving on to Carrie Fisher's "Wishful Drinking".

You all know what I am doing, right? I am stalling. As usual before my big party. I need to do a million things and I am (of course) stalling. Sigh. I notice that I am getting more adept at stalling every year. The idea of this post came when I went to refill my coffee cup and Casper nearly caused me to end up on the floor. Well, I did not have any recent photos of him so I had to go back into my photo files and well, you know. I spent at the very least two hours there reminiscing. Sheesh.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Grrrr!

My nook arrived yesterday and I am getting nothing done around the house! Nothing!

My party is a week from today Mr. Nook Book. Or is it a Ms. Nook? Can't tell yet. Could be gender free. But either way it should know that I have a ton of work to do! A ton! Hello!

What are the odds? Both neighbors on each side of me are getting a new roof put on their houses. AT THE SAME TIME! WTF! I swear to god it's like dueling banjos except it is dueling power tools. I don't know what they use - I am not a roofer, nor have I ever dated one. I only hear "Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam...."  then as if in stereo from the other side ... "Bam, Bam!"

I "think" the one side is finished. Talk about some foul language. I wonder if they realize that their voices really carry when they are perched on top of a roof like that. I walk my dogs three to four times a day. Early in the morning they have not started yet so it is rather peaceful still. At lunchtime I can hear them. Mother/Father this, Mother/Father that! Stupid ass this, dumb ass that. 

The really strange thing is the owner of the company on the one side (with the foul language) is the husband of a lady who watched my daughter for a couple of years when she was about five and six years old. When my daughter saw  him at the pharmacy she works at he did not remember her at all. Whew. I was glad I did not go over and say  hello to him. I would have felt like an ass. I doubt that he would have remembered me either, then. He is rarely there anyway as his son has taken over. I never cared much for his son. He was 18 at the time his mother watched my daughter and he just did not have time for little tykes. I would not expect an 18 year old to, anyway.

Well, the days march on and my daughter has not moved back, yet. She said she is waiting until after the new floor is put in because I have used her bedroom as a storage area for all my furniture and she literally has no place to put her bed and dresser.  I told her I can move the stuff to the basement but she says no. How can she stay with her boyfriend if they are no longer a couple? I just laughed. Oh cripes, I am cracking up. I can't stop laughing, now. Life is funny. It is saying "Hey Peruby! You thought you have seen it all? Ah, no! I've got many, many surprises for you!"

I'm just afraid that she is sending the wrong message to her ex-beau. But, do you actually think a 20 year old would listen to advice from her (relationship-deficient) mother? Hell, no!

My mom had eight children. She let us live our own lives and make our own choices/mistakes. Since I was the eighth perhaps she had it down to a science and she made it look easier than it really is. And as far as I know (and I am 99.9% certain, no make that 110% certain) that my mother only knew one guy in her life. How did she know about relationships? How did she end up so wise? 

Sigh. This sucks.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Swings


I love the story this swing set tells. Remember twirling the swing around and around like the girl on the left? I could not do this often because I get sick easily. Then there is the girl stepping up onto the wood. And the younger boy hanging onto the older boys back. You can almost see the older boys frustration. I'm not certain the fellow in the black shirt saw me or just happens to be looking this way. I don't think he knew I had a camera at that distance.

Here is how far away the swing set was from me when I snapped the photo.


Happy Friday everyone. At noon today I start my vacation. I think I have 260 hours before I return to work if I have figured my math correctly.

I almost forgot! I think I will receive my nook today. I've been tracking it. It cracks me up that the UPS had to hand the package off to the USPS to deliver. I had the e-reader delivered to work. We are only there until noon today. Ack! The secretary said not to worry; that the mail comes at 10:30. I tracked it yesterday and UPS said they handed it off to the post office at 10:30.

UPS was very accommodating but try to get any help from the USPS! No way! My oldest brother is retried from the post office and sister 1949 still works there. This is one of her pet peeves. She loves to go above and beyond helping people. She gets so angry with her co-workers. I do not deal with her post office but the lady behind the counter would give me nothing. Nothing! No help whatsoever. Eh!

Anyway, it figures. This is supposed to be another "working" vacation for me. LOL! Of course I'll have pics of the nook, too.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Here he is

Here is the photo of the boxer standing in the sun that would not upload yesterday. I checked the blogger status and they say that while they perform maintenance users will not be able to upload images - on June 6th! What? Where are they located anyway that they are sixteen days behind the rest of us? LOL! Hey, whatever! I can't even imagine trying to maintain this hosting site, so kudos to them! The amount of work they have to do would be mind boggling.

When I get angry I tend to prune my outside shrubbery. I have been very, very angry. My lilac bush caught the brunt of it this time round. I hacked half of the thing away. No worries, though. I am sure it did the bush more good than damage. That sucker will bush out now, instead of reaching for the sky like it has been doing. I only touched half of it.

My right shoulder is starting to feel the strain. I just wish I did like most people do and clean when I get angry. Not a chance. Although I am getting the living room/dining room area emptied. I moved a 46 inch plasma TV all by myself to another room. So, no movie reviews for a while. Hey, did I hear somebody say "Thank God!"? Funny! The new laminated floor comes Monday in stacks and will be allowed to acclimate to the house temperature. They put the floor in on Tuesday. Pictures? Oh yeah. I'll try not to take them while the workers are in the shot, though. I don't do that.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Somebody's always sayin good-bye

I hate it when a relationship ends. Hate it hate it hate it!

Well, I told Slade and Sable the pups were coming back. When I said Cheech and Chong Sable sat up and started looking for them.

I had a photo of the boxer to post, but could not get it to upload. I do not have this issue often. I just hope it does not get unclogged and 40 shots of the same picture posts on here.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Seven year itch

Today marks the 7th anniversary of this blog. Whoop-de-doo. I almost forgot but Google reminded me that it is the summer solstice.

Monday, June 20, 2011

weigela

I shot a photo of this pretty flowering bush last month when my daughter moved into a house out of town. I guess she is going to move back home this week-end. Sigh.

I ordered a nook today.

It comes with a funny story. As always. I celebrated a late birthday bash with friends (former co-workers) and my list included gift certificates to B&N. I was very happy to get them. The next day my daughter and I drove to the "strip" in North Canton. I walked into the book store and headed to the center where a huge sign said e-readers.

The sales lady said "May I help you?"

I said "I'd like to look at a nook."

She said "Then you will have to go to a Barnes & Noble."

I was confused. I said "Then where am I?"

My daughter said "Mom, this is Borders!"

Aw, man!

Saturday, June 18, 2011

It starts...

My tiger lilies. At least the ones that are not getting choked out by the Gaillardia flowers. I must separate them and replant a lot of them to other areas.

Shhh. Be vewy, vewy quiet and don't look now,  but I think I have found some moonflower sprouts by my bushes in the front of the house.  Don't look! I told you not to look! You will scare them away!

For those of you who have been around for a while you know that I used to have a huge cluster of moonflower plants. I did something wrong two years ago and lost it. A few stragglers ended up in front of my patio and produced a couple of plants. I see no sign of them in front of the patio, now. Now that I found them in the front of the house - maybe? I am so excited. I love them. I never had them until I moved to this house in 2002. They were the most wondrous smelling night flower ever.

Also for those of you who have been around a while, you may remember what is coming up. I have an Independence day blow-out every year. I skipped the year 2009 because of my daughter's graduation party was two weeks earlier. Who can forget the sumo wrestling mat? Oh what fun. If you want videos, go to youtube and search for "sumo wrestling new philadelphia ohio".  We are the videos with the huge red and blue striped mat.

You can see from the videos how very hard it was for the ones who had to keep picking them up. They became very tired very quickly. It was warm out. The really nice thing was the company left the mat and suits until Monday evening. My party was Saturday and I told my neighbors (who had a small party Sunday) to have a go at it. Hilarious!

It flattened the grass a little (yes, the mat did move a few feet) and it cost a couple hundred - but it was SO worth it. People talk about it still. I wanted to do something different for my daughter's party and in 2005 we rented a tent for my niece and her party and this company had some fun inflatable games that it rented.

Well, back to my blow-out. The invitations are made, I just have to mail them out. It will be July 2nd this year. I always coincide my event with the fireworks display. We can see the higher ones from my front yard (for those of us too drunk to walk over the hill to view them). My town also has a big festival in the park that week-end. 

I plan to have a craft and coloring table set up for kids. They always want to throw the Frisbee and play badminton with the adults and sometimes it looks as if they are going to get hurt. I hope to distract them with their own little play area this year.

My daughter and niece used to play a Sega Genesis video game of "The Lion King". I am not one to play video games, but I think to master the game you have to begin over and over again. This particular game said "It starts..." when the game restarted. I must have heard that phrase a million gazillion times!

Well, I have stuff to do, so I will catch you all later.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Needs sharpening

Heh, heh. No, not the photo. My lawnmower blade! My spare one has been at the implement equipment place for two weeks, now. I'll bet they send it somewhere else and have them sharpen it and then tack on 30 to 40 percent of the cost and bill me. My niece worked at a local dry cleaner that took shirts to another cleaners for its customers. Funny stuff.

I have resized this photo to 1024 x 800, but in the original you can really see the chewed up ends of the blades of grass.

I was looking over my June photos for this blog and realized two things. I made only half of them and I had very little cool colors (other than spring green) in them. No blues or purples (which I love). So, I went browsing for blues and purples and this is the first one I saw, so this is what you get.

I have always been fascinated by the story of Sybil. I remember watching Sally Field play the character and last evening caught a more recent production. Although I felt sometimes like the character playing Sybil was playing Sally Field playing Sybil sometimes. I swear they dubbed Sally Fields voice into the movie! And that was JoBeth Williams playing her mother! 

How do they get small children to play some of the scenes? In one the poor little girl was tied up and gagged and I know with editing and other such tricks they can put it all together, but still.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

What?

Sable says "What? You want to see my green lips?"
Photo courtesy of my daughter with my camera.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

wordpress

I've set up another one. I like this one better than the other.

If this blog decides to go bellyup, I have a second one here.

http://welcomeyoutomyworld.wordpress.com/

Monday, June 13, 2011

Cookie Cutter Housing

I worked at an automotive/hardware store in the late 70's and early 80's. I made a lifelong friend there. She was (is) about 14 years older than me, but very young at heart. She and I clicked right away. I've seen her through three divorces, she is now a great-grandmother.

About fifteen years ago she left her job and her life to stay at home and care for her ailing mother. No easy task. She comes from a family with six children. Her oldest sister was wheel chair bound and lived in Florida. Her younger sister was off and busy with her life in Columbus.

The eldest brother provided the double wide for her and their mother to live - on his property. A couple of years back after thirteen years of lifting and caring for their mother, my friend had heart trouble and was admitted to the hospital. The mother died while my friend was in the hospital. She rarely got a free week-end or free time to herself. I remember one such week-end she escaped to my house for a much needed free week-end. The poor lady slept the entire time - she was that exhausted. It took it's toll on her health and especially on her back. The mother could not walk or go to the bathroom by herself. My friend would have to beg a sister or sister-in-law to come and stay with their mother while she got a much needed hour or two to herself.

They finally qualified for a hospice care that came four hours a day to relieve my friend. She said that mostly she slept the entire time since she was up all hours of the night caring for her mother.

She did not get to say good-bye to her mother since she was in the hospital during the funeral, etc... She now stays at the double wide and has multiple medical problems of her own. One such recent incident is her teeth. She had to have them all surgically removed. Since she is no longer married she relies on medicare for her needs. Their answer was to send her to a Columbus dentist.

She did have that younger sister in Columbus that would take her to the doctor and get this done. The problem was getting her to Columbus. Her daughter has panic attacks and cannot drive anywhere other than around her home. Her son is in California with his family. I have no idea where the other two brothers are.

Do you think one brother or the younger sister would offer to help her? Not a one. I saw two of them yesterday and they were very friendly, chatty and just puttering around doing little odds and ends. The younger sister would take her to the dentist surgery but could not be put out to meet anybody halfway or drive down to get her and help her out. However, she certainly is willing to brag about her two Cadillac Escalades and all their latest GPS features, etc... Maybe she just did not have the money to put gas in these large SUV's. My friend was buying the gas, anyway.

My friend is also on oxygen. Years of smoking.

I drove her to Columbus to her sister's house and picked her up and took her home  yesterday. With the family that I have I just am totally mystified that sisters and brothers turn a cold shoulder like this. I was amazed and a bit confused. What goes on in a family that they all act like they care and love each other but when it comes to favors and time - they cannot be bothered?

The really odd thing was that if she did not get a ride on Sunday, her first ex-husband with his third wife were going to drive up and bring her home. She told me (after I offered to come up and get her on Sunday) that she would have died a slow death if she had to ride with them. One feels completely naked and vulnerable after having all of their teeth removed. It is a very  humbling experience. Her ex-husband was going to also have to bring his three sons (from  his second marriage) with him. They were older and I am certain they could have stayed home by themselves. I think he was just telling my friend how inconvenient everything was going to be for him but (sigh) he would do it.

Oh, the cookie-cutter part. Her younger sister lives in one of those housing developments where all the houses look alike. If it were not for the distinct wreath on her door, I am not sure I would have found it by myself. This type of housing is nuts!

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Super Sunday

This photo taken by my daughter with my new camera.

We went to see Super 8 last evening. It was loud and I forgot to take any ear plugs. It was much funnier than I expected it to be. The kids really made the show. This is not my usual genre of movies but I really enjoyed it. I related to the music and the hairstyles (takes place in 1979).

I did not catch sight of my nephew or his car. The scenes changed much too quickly. Maybe after watching it a few times and him pointing out to me where and when - but I was just too caught up in the movie to think about what was going on in the background. The train wreck was totally awesome.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Irish Eyes

My daughter and a few of her friends and I were talking last evening. One friend is headed for Ireland in the early fall. He can't wait to see some Irish girls he said. My daughter wondered if all Irish were red headed. I mentioned P Brosnan.

I enjoy him as an actor. I was a little put out by a scene or two in The Matador but overall it was a little bit of a different role for him. I especially liked him in Mrs. Doubtfire and The Thomas Crowne Affair.

I had recorded a movie and finally  was able to watch it the other night. The Greatest. Brosnan's crying scene touched me and made me start to cry. No easy feat for this old gal.

Fortunately, I have not seen any of his work prior to Mrs. Doubtfire. I caught R Steele maybe two or three times. Yawn.

I think he is close to getting cast spitting out the same character movie after movie, but I think he is trying to branch out and take some artistic challenges.

Thursday, June 09, 2011

Patriot Guard Riders


After the funeral procession I watched on Monday I heard about and educated myself about this organization.
Outstanding.

Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Road Trip

I has me a road trip today. Columbus. I doubt that I will get the odd chance to stop along the route and take any photographs of any scenery. It is predicted to be a scorcher today, too. Love the A/C.

I was caught at a little elementary school yesterday during a huge thunderstorm. I stood around with the handful of staff that are still working. They are all in a good mood because the students are gone and their last day is Thursday. Sigh.

Tuesday, June 07, 2011

Standing in the sun

It was about fifteen minutes before twelve when the secretary of the building I worked at announced that the superintendent was inviting anybody and everybody to stand outside as the funeral procession for a local fallen hero drove past.

Immediately I printed up some quick pics of "Support Our Troops" signs and went outside. I looked up and down the street. I walked up to a few folks and handed them one of the papers to hold. Flags lined the street. You can read the story here.

It would be forty five minutes before the procession rolled by. It was something to see. The sun makes me sick. As the heat beats down I get ill, faint and dizzy. Yesterday at noon in the heat I felt nothing but pride and sadness for this young marine and his family.  The amount of bikers at the beginning was a sight to see. The many men in full uniform (some in air conditioned cars, some not) was another breath taking sight.

No amount of sun would bother me this day. I was sweating profusely but it was one of the most memorable processions I have witnessed in a very long time. If not the most memorable. I would not have missed this for the world. We need something like this every now and again to bring our lives and our thoughts into perspective.

The staggering amount of people that drove to join us, parking their vehicles along the street or in our parking lot, getting out of their vehicles to stand proud and salute as well as the folks who came streaming out of their houses was beyond belief. The tears flowed. It was soul inspiring. It was a much needed reminder for this old gal.

Sunday, June 05, 2011

We got hail!

Well, not me in my little town. My daughter did over at her little town. She caught this photo with her phone and sent it to me. That is by far the largest hail stone I have ever seen. I've seen plenty of pea sized hail and maybe a nickle size, but never this size. Zounds!

We were in a tornado warning for most of the evening. The sirens just blew and blew. I made myself sick by not turning my air on yesterday and by the early evening I was sick from the heat. We were supposed to go to a combined graduation/birthday party but it was canceled when that storm whipped up.

We were waiting for my daughter's boyfriend to get off from work and he had to take a shower. I checked my cell phone and I realized that I should change the battery. I turned the phone off, popped in a new battery and sat down to wait. It was sweltering.

An hour later (after watching the storm come in and the weather channel) I decided that perhaps I better call to see if my daughter and her boyfriend were on the road to my house. Maybe they did not know of the tornado warning. 

Drat! I had forgotten to turn my phone back on after replacing the battery. A message popped up right away. Party canceled. I called my daughter. They were enjoying dinner in a pub in her town.

Grrr. It was almost too late to turn the air on. The air outside was turning cooler but I knew (the way my house was set up) that it would be hours before it cooled down. Previous owner did not like open windows. WTH? Nothing opened in the living room/dining room except the front door. Sweltering!

I decided to sit in front of the fan and look for a movie to watch. I chose unwisely. I have always liked J Statham and B Foster. The movie was much too gruesome for me and as usual the depiction of women was tawdry. It was The Mechanic. Sigh. Maybe I should have chosen a comedy but their depiction of women is just as bad. Seriously! The dog was given better treatment than the women in this movie!

Are there any movies that do not depict women as cheap, stupid and low? I am not a big fan of A Jolie, but would love for her to sleep with a guy in one of her movies and then leave a wad of bills on the nightstand as she leaves. On second thought, no I would not. Either way, that depiction stinks. Male or female.

A few weeks back, I did see "Morning Glory". That one was not horrible where women were concerned. I can "just" tolerate D Keaton in  a couple of her movies.

Oh, and btw. This movie Super 8 has a walk on appearance of my nephew. His car (I believe it is a '66 deep red/black cherry Buick Skylark) is also depicted in the film. It broke down during filming and they had to leave it there so it got more air time! LOL! Sigh. I don't suppose my nephew could get me a meeting with K Chandler. Do you? Naw, I didn't think so.

Saturday, June 04, 2011

Seeds of doubt

So that is where the poppy seeds come from. Well, the kind that regrow the poppy for next year, anyway. I have no idea where actual poppy seeds that you eat come from. I read a bit about it on Wikipedia just now. Actual poppy seeds do not contain much opium so that Seinfeld episode where Elaine fails the drug test is more than likely all fiction. As if I needed proof. :)

The doubt part of my post. I have a sister who can probably be classified as an alcoholic among other things. I am over 50 and have been around her quite a bit. I believe that she misleads people to cause them harm or to gauge how gullible they are. My Mom said our Dad used to do this. For example - she tried (quite a few times) to get us to eat grass from the lawn. She sprinkled it on our dinner plates. She also tells people wild stories. I was in a bar years ago where she worked and the owner (a lady) was there cleaning. She was yapping on an on about my sister. She said "I asked your sister how she gets such clear skin, and she told me it was oleo. So I just keep eating and eating oleo."  My sister probably told her that. I think actually that oleo claimed to help skin "topically" but I didn't even start to go there with the lady. Why bother?

I had a co-worker who would believe wild things. Remember the e-mail that spread around a few years back claiming that oleo was one molecule away from plastic? She barked out "We are eating plastic!"

People can crack me up with their "taking things at face value" without questioning their origin. I am a big fan of Snopes. Even so, I am past the point where I would e-mail back to people that what they are spreading in e-mail is unfounded. I used to try to educate people but again, why bother? It's a waste of time. A few weeks later there is another mass e-mail telling another woeful story or telling another untruth.

Seeing that networking is my vocation, I am convinced that the real damage is the amount of useless bandwidth and time consumed by the spreading of this garbage. Please do us all a favor. Stop the mass e-mailing to everybody in your contact list. The forwards are the absolute worst. How often do you get an e-mail where you have to scroll down seven pages through all the previous "forwarded addresses" to finally get to the actual message?

Sixty large pictures in an e-mail sent in massive forwards can bog down a network to it's knees. The next time you are at work and the Internet is running slow think of your co-workers. Are they having a break and reading "fun" e-mails? And are they sending those cute puppy pictures to all sixteen people in their contact list? How about sixty people? Networks are so busy processing these mass mailings that they (the machines) have little time left to process the real data that is supposed to be handled.

I actually told a co-worker to remove me from her mailing list. I am convinced that this lady had (has) entirely too much time on her hands due to the amount of forwarded messages I kept getting from her. OMG! It got ridiculous. The religious people really pile it on. Good grief!

Whoops. This post ended up being more than just seeds of doubt. Okay, rant over.

Friday, June 03, 2011

I never can remember their name

I chose them because they are orange. They are very hardy. They have multiplied quite a bit since I purchased one plant a few years back. They are choking out my orange tiger lilies.

Turned cold here over night. It is now 46 degrees F. I am pretty sure they did not predict that when I checked the weather yesterday. I am certain I saw a low of 56. While taking the dogs out this morning I was freezing!

Thursday, June 02, 2011

Snarly

A box full of wire hangers.

Wednesday, June 01, 2011

Meet Mojo

Little dog with a big attitude. It was "bring your dog to the cook-out" day and I didn't get the memo. This little sprout is one from my nephew. It just ended up that a lot of family brought their dogs. It was chaos.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Fishing on the lake

In mid may I captured this shot on the larger lake in my area. I had my camera about five days and was still messing around. My nephew explained to me if I zoomed in farther than 35mm I was just cropping the shot with the camera and I was better off to turn the digital zoom off and crop the picture with a software program.

He took a lot of pictures Sunday at a family cook-out and he just loves the camera. If it gets his approval, then I feel I made the right choice. About three people wanted to know where, what kind and how much the camera was.

I am much too lazy for an SLR and I just want to have fun with the camera without seriously getting into the technical details of the machine and the processing. I love the resulting images of the SLR and maybe some day when I feel more comfortable with finances and shooting I can go that route.

Monday, May 30, 2011

We lived...



We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
   Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
         In Flanders fields.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Baby birds

Oh yeah. There is some mama bird out there that will be aiming for me all summer. I am certain I will get dive bombed. My daughter was yelling at me. It was her house and the bird had built a nest on her front porch so she was probably trying to keep peace with her little residents. My bad.

Have had company since Thursday and my headaches are running at full steam since yesterday. OTC medication not touching them. Looks like I'll have to get out the heavy artillery. Since I started typing the pain increased significantly. WTH? Is it the concentration? Looking at the type? What?!

Have a family cook-out today and the heat will not be my friend. I suppose I'll have to stay indoors in the A/C. Bleh!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Lost in the hour (or two)

This is a photo of one of my poppies peeking out of it's pod. Is pod the correct term? Let's go to Google and find out. No, it's a bud. It appears as if the pod is what is left after the flower petals drop off.

So, why am I lost? The sayings goes something like "lost in the moment" but I have been reading on-line blogs for over an hour. As I was finishing up my blog reading list it occurred to me "What time is it?"  "What day is it?" "How long have I been here at the computer?" So, I was indeed "lost in the hour".

Sigh. Back to reality. My cup of cold coffee and housework.

No, wait! I caught another movie. 127 Hours. Okay. I assumed it would have a couple of gross parts to it. It did and I had to cringe as I watched them. I put my fingers over my eyes and only watch the top right corner of the TV screen. Nothing gross or scary EVER  happens in the top right corner of a movie! I swear!

I liked the movie more than I thought I would. I did not know what they would fill the movie up with after he got stuck in the canyon. They filled the time up very well. Never a dull moment. I had questions after the movie, like - did he go back and get his arm? Wikipedia answers that question. The movie ended rather abruptly for my taste and I would have liked a bit more information of what happened afterwards.  Not certain if I will get the book and read it or not.

Oh yeah - some audience members fainted at the grisly scenes of him cutting his own arm off. Do not eat before or during the movie. I didn't and I did not eat for a long time afterwards. But then again, I did not see much while watching that top right corner of the screen. LOL!

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Much ado about nothing

Some weed I was practicing photographing at the lake.

I do want to give a shout out to a movie I watched again. Sunday in New York with J Fonda, R Taylor, C Robertson and R Culp. I think the funniest person is C Robertson playing the quizzical brother. The way he looks and questions this stranger he finds with  his sister who is pretending to be him is hilarious. It is one I have caught before (never the beginning, though) and cannot resist watching it yet again whenever I channel surf and find it playing.

Monday, May 23, 2011

A little bit closer now

The title to this post is kind of a quote in a Little Richard's song "You Make Me Want to Shout!" A close up of an ant on one of my peony buds. I hope to improve with this camera as the week unfolds but I am hearing the thunder rumbling over my house as I type. Sigh. Here comes the rain again. Another line from a song. The Eurythmics.

Every time I go to get a drink of my coffee this morning the cup is empty. What is up with that? Who is drinking this coffee?

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Oh, look who is on vacation this week! And, look who returns to work on Tuesday the 31st! Oh, Murphy -  you and your law!

I was able to do a bit of everything yesterday. The boxer woke me up early with his whining so I managed a short 15 minute nap later in the day. I managed to mow half my yard. I cleaned the bathroom. I read a lot of the book about HeLa cells and I squeezed a movie in. Plus dinner with family an hour away! YAY!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

1. Beyond Boundaries by Miguel Nicolelis
2. Not Quite Adults by Richard Settersten, PH.D.,  & Barbara E. Ray
3. Is This the Real Life? Queen by Mark Blake
4. The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot
5. the book of codes Paul Lunde
6. Better by Mistake by Alina Tugend

Book number four about Henrietta Lacks was recommended by Donna over at kgmom's blog site.

I do not have to be back at work until Tuesday the 31st at 8 a.m.

Let's see what wins:   housework, yardwork, movies, books or napping. LOL!

If I get energetic, I may just go to our new dog park (about 15 miles from me).

Edit:  Already I cannot put the book about Henrietta Lacks down. Sigh.

Friday, May 20, 2011

Droplets

A dewy spider web on a bush in front of my house.

It is early Friday morning. I have been up since 3:30. I took the dogs out and then read e-mails, etc... Then I created a birthday list to give to family and friends. We do that. We create a list (with pictures). It works well for us. This year I want hanging flower baskets, lawn decorations and cookware (to replace broken or lost stuff). It is pretty bad when the pictures I choose off the Internet take me to a shopping site that lists a dutch oven for $278 and a lamp for $280. When did I get such expensive tastes? No, I don't want another lamp. I must have 20 around here. I love lamps.

I signed out about 5 books from the library. Vacation next week. It is supposed to be a working around the house vacation. I need to pull everything out of my living room and dining room area to make ready for a new floor. What do you want to bet that the books get read and the work does not get done? Heh, heh. I at least hope to be able to mow the lawn. It looks as if we will have a break from the rain this week-end. I could have started that last night but I was at the end of a three day headache. One that was NOT responding to OTC medication and I was not taking another prescription migraine pill.

Maybe I'll get a chance to check out the other blog sites this coming week and set up a back-up blog to use in case of another outage that blogger experienced. You can read about it here:  http://buzz.blogger.com/.

I should write about good companies I have had experience with also - not just the negative. For the most part, Verizon had great service. This one incident really left a scar on me, though.

For an example of great customer service, let me share this story with you. I have been looking at cameras for about 2 years, now. I am very happy with the Canon brand. The only two features I had trouble with were the delay in shooting and the letters wore off the selection button on top of the unit. I bought a Power Shot in 2003 5.1mp. It has served me very well.

I was watching prices closely and when Sears put their Power Shot SX30 on sale I went to snap it up. While the sales lady was in the back looking for my camera I browsed the stereo systems. I have an old CD player/radio sitting on my patio. It is filled with dust and debris because it has sat out there every summer since I moved in (2002). Nobody has ever bothered it. I have been meaning to replace it. 

There sat a beautiful Sony CD/mp3 player with an iPod connection and a sub woofer. The sales lady came back with my camera and we took it out of the box and were going over the details - it has this, this and that. I noticed there was no memory card included. I asked her if she could throw one in for free. She said that would be the other lady's decision. The other sales lady came over and I showed her the memory card from my daughter's camera and explained that it would not work in this new camera. Could she throw in an SD memory card with the camera? "No" she said. "I can't do that?" I said "How about if I also purchase that Sony stereo right there? I pointed to the stereo I  had been looking at. She quipped back "Will an 8 gig card be okay?"

LOL! Verizon - take note! Now THAT is customer service!

Oh. Between you, me and the barn door (or fence post) - I think my old camera still takes better macro pictures but this could be because I have not had time to properly use or experiment with the new one. 14.1mp with 35mm zoom. I have no idea if I have discovered how to use the macro feature or not. I can't seem to find it to turn that on. I keep pressing the macro button but I don't see the little tulip appear on the screen like I did with the old camera. My dogs have already chewed up a piece of plastic that covers the top flash holder. Grrrr! 

The last four pictures or so of my posts have been from the new camera. I am still learning. I think it was 2 years before I really got the hang of the older one but I didn't take the time at first to play with it. I have been practicing with this one almost every day. This upcoming week I hope to read the on-line manual and I plan to take the time to get my tripod out and go to a lake or two.

Oh and by the way...just so you know. At 50 years old I finally have the chutzpah to ask for free things like the memory card. In my younger days I never bartered, bickered, complained or asked for anything. Sigh. Maybe new tricks can be taught to old dogs.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Verizon update

Here is a photo of my boxer when I told him the story about our Verizon fiasco. He raised up, gave me a look that definitely says WTF?! Even he could not believe how insane the story was.

There is a so-so ending. I am not "completely" satisfied. We returned the phone, thus getting our extra line dropped. All fees waived. Of course I will be going over my bill with a magnifying glass for the next few months because now the company has lost all of my trust.

My daughter turned around and just purchased the phone outright, then. We could not have been treated any nicer. We went to the same store and I tried like hell to get the same sales person and same manager (they were both there) but we were superseded by another assistant who was full of "honeys" and all kinds of nice things to say and call us. A male manager hovered over the entire episode. It was as if they were waiting for us and they ushered us to the back counter. I smirked at this because they could put me in the next county and if I am angry enough the customers in the store could still hear me.

I could tell at the first instant that I was not going to need my anger. It deflated after the first "All fees will be waived, don't worry. We will take care of everything." from the sales assistant.

Also came to find out that the former sales associate had charged my daughter $20 for a phone cover that she repeatedly told her came WITH her phone. My daughter got a lesson in checking the receipt when they hand it to you. They have a sneaky way of putting the receipt in the bag and knowing that you probably won't be looking it over. That you will be too busy setting up your new phone.

I just wanted the fiasco over with and I think it will be a long time before either one of the kids wants another phone. But, I will be damned if Verizon was getting away with this mistake. They have left a scar on me that I doubt will heal over very soon.

I hold a grudge for a long time. There is a fast food restaurant that I have not walked into since 1985. I hardee ever see one anyway. I also have a grudge against a department store. I know they could care less about one person's business but the fact that they won't be getting any more of my money is my kohl, I mean goal.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Hanging on

Looks as if one little seed is reluctant to let go.
And rightly so. It's a big, scary world out there.
Yeah, so guess who is not keeping up with the grass cutting?
Yours truly, that's who. So. much.  rain.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Coming along

I hope to get many photos of my peonies this year. Here are the sticky buds with the ants doing their thing. Whatever it is that ants do to a peony bud.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Customer Service

My Azaleas are popping this year.

This post brings me to Monday the 9th. My daughter wanted a new phone and her contract was not up so she and her boyfriend were going to pay full retail price for a smart phone. I won't go into this but we all remember when we first began making our own money and some of us (if not all) thought that money would stretch on forever.

Sigh. On Tuesday the 3rd, the sales lady talked us into purchasing the phone for half the retail price (retail was $500) and adding a plain line to our plan for $10 a month with a 2-year contract. (I was contacted over the telephone - I was  not at the store).  So either way my daughter was going to pay $500. Either all of it up front or half now and half over a 2 year plan. I could find somebody that could  use a cell phone number in my family. I have a brother who will be 70 and he has never felt the need for a cell phone. I would just find a cheap phone and set it up with the new number and give it to him to take with him when he was away from  home. Done deal. Sometimes people like the security of a cell phone after they begin to use it. I do not know of many people who stop using one after they started.

I decided to research the line to make sure that my brother had 500 minutes of call time and what do I find when I pull up my account? They are charging me $20 a month for the line instead of the promised $10. At $10 a month for 2 years it would have equaled $240, correct? At $20 a month for two years now we are looking at $480 total. That is double the amount quoted to us. With my daughter already paying $250 for the new phone, that would be a grand total of $730.

There is no rebate if you do not add this smartphone to a new plan.

So Mama bear decides to go into the cell phone store and question the bill. I give them my account number and I ask for the same clerk that my daughter had. That clerk is at lunch.  I told them I would wait for her. She came over to me about ten minutes later. She pulled up the account. She said that she had made a mistake. That since I was a previous Alltel customer that the fee IS indeed $20 a month. I gave her a stoic look. 

I can't recall exactly what it is I said at that particular moment. The moment is lost to me, now. I suppose I said something to the effect of "Fix it." To which I believe she replied "I can't. There is nothing I can do."  I do remember I raised my voice. I do remember I did NOT curse. I do remember the manager jumping up off her perch and running over to us. In other words in a fit of rage I lost it. As I am prone to do from time to time.

This is where it got ugly. For starters all I could see was the managers' eye make-up. I can't find an image on the web that even comes close. She wore coffee brown eye shadow straight to her brows. No shading, no lighter blending as you got closer to the brow - total black/brown all the way. She had the god-awful longest lashes I had ever seen any human wear outside of the theater. It was very hard to take her seriously. If I were not so angry I would have been amused.

She was not a kind manager. She treated me as if I were the problem. I repeated myself "She makes the mistake and I have to pay?"  She just kept saying "There is nothing we can do."  The manager took about 8 minutes of my time explaining to me all about how I was an Alltel customer and to move me over to their company I would probably lose money. Her sermon went on forever. I stared at my notebook. Yes, I take a notebook when I know I am going to get angry and cannot recall every word that is exchanged. I knew this was going to be one of those times. Names get written down.

I quipped "How about training your employees a little better?" Was it a cheap shot? I didn't think so. She icily told me "I don't need YOU  coming in here and telling me how to train my employees. She made a mistake. I bet you make mistakes. I have worked here for 5 1/2 years and I still make mistakes. There is a lot of details to learn. You don't need to come in here and berate her!"

Of course you think of a million things you could say back after the initial exchange. I should have said "Yes, you do need a customer coming in here to inform you that your training is sub par."  That is the first one. The second could have been "I  am not berating the employee who made the mistake,  I am pointing out the lack of training she received - so I guess I am berating the person who trained  her."

Ah, well. I know I said plenty. One was the option of returning the phone. She shot back "Yes, you have 14 days to return the phone, but we will have to charge you a $35 re-stocking fee!"  Again, I came back with "Excuse me? She makes the mistake and I have to pay?"  Incredulous. "I am sorry but we cannot waive the re-stocking fee."

At this time I was ready to end my entire relationship with this company. I have been an Alltel/this new company customer for over 12 years. "How much to get out completely?"  I knew there would be a fee to break the contracts.

She punched more buttons on the computer. I swear she laughed and sneered. "That would cost you $950. That is too much money. I know you won't do that!"  At that point I should have told her "I don't need YOU to tell me what I can and cannot do with my money" -  but of course I did not think of that until later.

I said "Money is not the issue."  She remarked "Well, it certainly was when you started."  I looked at her and narrowed my eyes. I said "Now it's about customer service."  She said that I was not going to get a better cell phone range with any other company.

I put my pen in my purse and snapped my notebook shut. "I am done here. Thank-you." I could see I was not going to get anywhere with this clown.   And I walked out the door. I waited 2 hours to calm down before I called the 800 number on my bill. Of course they would waive the $35 fee. This does not help me. My daughter wants the phone. The only thing to do is to return the phone (drop the extra line) and turn around and purchase the phone for $500.

My daughter was livid. Of course they spent the other $250. Actually the cash was all her boyfriends. He is the one that wanted a new phone. Since we added him to our plan he has changed his phone twice. He has apologized profusely to me for this mess. He wanted a new phone. It is his money. Nobody can predict how the company will treat the customer in this instance. I only know that we did nothing wrong but Verizon was saying that we had to pay and through the nose.

I was NOT going to let Verizon get away with charging me double what they quoted me, though. Would you? I have a letter to send to headquarters. My daughter has until the 17th to return the phone. When she does this I will send the letter. I called the corporate 800 number twice. I wrote a scathing e-mail on-line. Again, all reps will waive the $35 re-stocking fee. Still this does not do me a hell of a lot of good. What about the $35 activation fee to start up that fourth line? Do I get credit for that?

I just remembered that little bit. Her boyfriend paid that in cash on the spot. Christ. 12 years! 12 years and no major issues. Alltel's customer service was a dream come true. Now as each contract expires I may just move onto another provider. My daughter and her boyfriend can do what they want with their phones. I am pulling out. 

Unless miracles of miracles the corporate decides to make amends. I won't hold my breath.


Saturday, May 14, 2011

Disaster Recovery Plan

Just in case Blogger goes down for longer than 24 - 48 hours (they claim only 20 hours; oh that is right - read only mode) we need a disaster recovery plan. Everybody needs to post on their blog - in case of a disaster you can read my posts here:  New name of blogging site. Then make sure you copy and save that place in a text file in case one day you turn on your computer and you can never reach any of your blog friends again. Horror of horrors!

I am going to research the following sites for potential future blog posting:

http://www.weebly.com/

http://wordpress.com/

http://www.sosblog.com/

Because weren't you thinking "What if it never comes back?"

Well, what if they don't?

It's a free blog program. There is no guarantee.

So much! No time!

The father (I think it was the father) of this little tyke let me take his photograph. I was waiting for friends to arrive for dinner and was enjoying the outside (between raindrops).

I have so many stories since I posted last week. Ouch! I never go a week between posts, I don't think. I would have posted Thursday or Friday but as we all know - Blogger took a tumble! That does not bother me so much except for the fact I wanted to comment on some bloggers posts when the ideas were fresh in my mind.I should have created a text file in Notepad with my comments so that I could go back and comment later. Drat!

I left all of you with my so-so experience at the Gervasi winery. Came to find out that the caramels I purchased at the gift store were SUPPOSED to have coffee beans in them. I am such an idiot! I chewed a couple with the caramel when I needed that boost of caffeine. It worked. It was a bitter bean but it gave me energy. Then I threw the rest of the box away. Yuck!

The manager finally returned my call yesterday - a full week after our dinner. I was at work and busy with a school so she left a message. She wanted to wait that long to see if any other customers called in to complain.I am sure she, the owner and their lawyer were going over what she would say exactly. Anyway, nobody else called them and she hoped that all of us were feeling better and perhaps it was a stomach bug that was going around the house. What? She just assumed we were a family and all lived in the same house? Whatever! I touched base with my friends and they are all better and they all agree - no more Gervasi's. And we are telling everybody we know.

Now, Saturday the 7th. I managed to watch the Derby before taking off to see "The Wizard of Oz" - the production playing in my home town where I got to help paint the set. Oh my, it was fun. My nephew/sister/niece called that morning to let me know that they were descending upon my home later that afternoon. I told them I was going to kick their ass! I had e-mailed them two weeks ago and said to please let me know if they were coming into town this week-end so that I could arrange to get them tickets to the show. Since I had not heard from them - I did not get the tickets. Well, it took some fancy footwork and phone calling on my part but I got us all in and we loved it! 

Oh, and poor Toto took a tumble! They used a live Yorkshire Terrier for the show. The dog was amazing. He was in almost every scene. He was quiet. He was calm. He was beautiful. I asked a friend who built the set "Did they drug the dog?" He said "No, the dog is always like that!' Anyway during our showing when the Winkie takes Toto from Dorothy in the witches castle, Toto decided he had enough of that stupid basket and jumped out and fell down a couple of steps. Well, a little dog like that it could be serious. He was fine. He rolled over a couple of times, stood up - shook himself off and trotted away. Everybody in the audience gasped. But, all good news. The dog is fine. They did use a stuffed animal in a couple of scenes.

We went out to eat afterwards and continued our raucous fun.

Whew, enough for now.

Saturday, May 07, 2011

Yes, there was an "s"

Actual size pictured above of the one carrot I received with my meal. (NO, not really. I snagged this photo off the Internet).  Friends and I ate at Gervasi's Bistro last evening. I did not think to check the menu, but yes - now that I look at the on-line menu the selection I made clearly stated "baby carrots" and NOT baby CARROT (singular).  I got one carrot the size of my pinkie finger. It was rather humorous actually.

The filet was a nice cut. Cooked perfectly but rather tasteless. If the rosemary demi was supposed to flavor it - I could have used a little more punch. If they wanted a European atmosphere; (that being very small serving size for exuberant prices) then they have achieved it.

Seriously. This is the ONLY time I have eaten at a high-end restaurant and two hours later I was starving again. I'd rather spend the $34 on a nice meal for my daughter and myself at Red Lobster and had the biscuits and salad included with my meal.  This bistro did serve bread. However, it seemed to be soaked in olive oil. It was so moist with the oil it was chewy. I think I would have rather eaten one of the gluten free rolls. At least she got butter with hers.

A positive note. The owner's wife is gluten intolerant (so says Abraham) and he brought gluten free rolls for one of my friends at the table.

I passed on the wine and the dessert. I knew that this would add at least $15 to my bill. I DID get a bite of my friend's cheesecake and it was very good. Most of my friends ordered the pizza, but they did not care for it. One girl threw up (later) after her meal of pasta. It was sad and pathetic.

Atmosphere - A
Service - A+ (say hello to Abraham and ask him "What is the mystery of life") LOL!
Food - C -
Prices (for the food received) - F

I can now say that "Yes, I ate there. And once WAS enough". I doubt I will be returning or recommending it to anybody.

Here is a kicker. Abraham brought us caramels after our meal stating that they were especially imported from Italy. I purchased a box in the gift box for $3 and they are manufactured in Illinois. Nice try, Abraham. Wait. Seriously. I just found a rock hard vanilla bean in one of my caramels. This place is going down! Where do I post my scathing review?! And why in the HELL can I never find my camera battery or the charger?

Okay, cell phone to the rescue.

Update!:  Three more of my party became sick over night from the food at Gervasi's. Time to call the manager there.

Thursday, May 05, 2011

What's in a (code)name?

Seems like some folks are upset about the military using "Geronimo" as the code name for 'O bin la'. Here is a photo I snagged of the Apache warrior. Yikes!  He kind of looks like he is wearing a version of a keffiyeh. Then put a long, thin and scraggly beard on him and - OMG! There are not many recent pictures of obinla. If there were, I bet the face would be close to looking as craggy as Gero's.

Speaking of pictures - I do not care to see the gruesome details of the body.

Really, though. Can you imagine life if your name was Katrina? Why didn't people with this name sue the World Meteorlogical Organization or at least ask for an apology? Actually I am kind of surprised they didn't  - given the audaciousness of human nature.

Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Reading

Currently I am reading "The Dark Fields" by Alan Glynn. The movie "Limitless" is based on this book. I have not seen the movie, yet. I plan to after I finish the book. The first half of the book was kind of mundane but picked up a bit in the middle. I have heard that the movie is much different. It would have to be - in order to keep the attention of the audience.

Speaking of movies, I was flipping through previews the other day. I came across the move "Devil". Though not my usual predilection, I was intrigued. I simply cannot watch it alone, however. I know that sounds strange, but there it is. :)

Just a weird observation: the city on the cover of the book is upside down and the beginning of the movie "Devil" pictures an upside down city scape. 

Monday, May 02, 2011

HP TouchSmart = Epic Fail!


Here is a picture of the box. We took it out of the box and NO hdmi port. nada. None. Nil. Zilch. After a few calls to HP - they stated that the hdmi needs to be a special order. They said they could not control what was on the outside of the box. When I complained about the box, Natalie attempted to connect me to the Phillippines. That is where I would have to lodge a complaint. Needless to say the call got disconnected in the transfer. Surprised? Me, neither.

Epic Fail to Best Buy salesman, too. Not a clue. No idea. Each one I spoke with was "What? There is no hdmi port? Are you sure?" They wanted to see for themselves so we took it back. All of it for a full refund. They had to see for themselves that the box read hdmi digital input. Nobody on the phone would believe us. Try harder Best Buy. My daughter says it is not their fault that HP has false advertising on their box. Whatever.

We purchased the Sony make believe. This purchase increased the processor but we lost the TV tuner. Not a problem, my daughter didn't care much about that. A tuner adapter can be added any time. As long as she got the hdmi. Sony has the input AND the output hdmi. Take that, HP. You only offer the input. Put a sock in it.

My daughter draws with PhotoShop on the touch screen. HP had the nice braking feature on the monitor, but hey - you bombed out, hp. We ditched you. Epic Fail HP, epic.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Tangled

Sigh. No, not the movie. Wires. I do not deal with this (photo) much anymore. Thank God! I still have tangled messes at work, though. I have four major issues and no matter how hard I try, I cannot get them resolved! I have banged my head against my computer all week in an attempt to at least fix one of them before the week is over. I have today,  yet. There does not seem to be a fix for them. Arrgghh!

The movie. My daughter and her beau have the movie at his house. They are going to stop and get it today so I can watch it. We won the movie in a gift basket at a recent benefit supper. Yay!

I do have a movie to comment on. The Sea Inside.  It was an interesting biopic of a man who became a quadriplegic after a diving accident. He wanted somebody to assist him in suicide after 28 years of paralysis. Somebody asked me "why didn't he just quit eating?"  I am not positive of the answer to that, but perhaps they would have fed him intravenously if he tried that. I don't know.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

What a pair

They came as a pair. Mr. Tibbs on the left and Teton on the right.