Day Two Hundred Sixty Three 2013

Randomness

At the carwash ~ so long bird poo and tree sap

This was a most welcome sight this evening ~ Slim Fast for breakfast and lunch is getting Old Fast but sticking with it ~ so Ocha Thai food for supper was quite yummy

We try to walk every day ~ mostly for any amount of time my decrepit knee will allow ~ look at all those leaves ~ you’d think it was Fall

Moving right along~ creepy picture ~ my toes look freakishly long ~ weird, huh? I was prepared to do another lap around the block, but Neil wimped out on me after only ten minutes

I tend to pick up things that catch my eye when we walk ~ like these little acorns ~ I’m a little nutty that way ~ Happy TGIF, y’all!

Day Fifty One 2013

Randomness. again.

Afternoon out my front door

Two of my favorite things~stained glass and a book of quotes.

I tried a new slow cooker recipe for supper~sausage and black bean soup.  It was yummy.

Always do whatever’s next.
~George Carlin  
[random quote for the middle of the week]

Day Two Hundred Twenty Six 2012

Since I quit my exercise class nearly two years ago, I’ve become a sedentary slug. The scales in my bathroom remind me of this fact every morning. So, in spite of a very sore left knee and my pair of worn-out tennis shoes which offer my old feet no support whatsoever any more, I am determined to walk for at least twenty minutes at least twice a day. I have a wonderful neighborhood to walk around in with a nice network of sidewalks. I’d never been on this sidewalk before (I’m always on the other side of the street I guess). I had to stop and take a picture, even though it doesn’t do justice to the scattered leaf imprints in the concrete. It was such a neat thing to see all up and down this sidewalk.

This chain link fence was all decorated with beautiful  blooming Morning Glory vines. Again, this cell camera pic just doesn’t do it justice. A little eye candy on a morning walk.

Along the sidewalk beside the elementary school in my neighborhood sat this nice big yellow apple (a Golden Delicious?) that might have rolled out of some kid’s backpack this morning on the way into the school. Apple for the teacher. Or somebody’s snack. Who knows. I left it sitting there. And yes I did actually walk briskly for 23 minutes in spite of the photo ops. I have the achy shin muscles and sore feet to prove it. Hubby Neil and I even went back out this evening after supper and walked (briskly) for 25 minutes (no sidewalks, lots of hills). I plan to do this every day. I’ll let you know how that goes.

Day Two Hundred Nine 2012

"Every leaf on every tree
And every drop of water in the sea
Every grain of weathered sand
That smashes itself onto dry land
Every stone and every petal, everything that's elemental
You are never gone."
~Jann Arden
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Happy Anniversary to my sister Jane and her hubby Don, who were married 27 years ago today!! Wishing you all the best of everything today and always!

Day One Hundred Ninety Five 2012

Random TGIF

Hope your TGIF is fabulous.
P.S.  Happy 17th Birthday, sweet niece peep, Sarah!

Day One Hundred One 2012

The Hula Hoop lives! Two bored grand kids resorted to showing off their skills with this big plastic circle this afternoon after school. Elijah can't quite get the hang of it, so he used it as a jump rope. Shelby is very good at spinning it, even around her knees. Good to know they can still make their own fun in the sun.

Day Two Hundred Forty Five 2011

I told my Grandpeeps, Shelby and Elijah, this afternoon that there is an old saying that goes, "It's so hot you could fry an egg on the sidewalk." Since it was a blistering 98 degrees outside today, I thought we'd put that saying to the test. The Grandpeeps thought I was nuts when I told them what I wanted to do. But they happily went along with it. So we gathered the tools for our little experiment--a paper plate (to put the fried egg on in case it indeed did fry), a spatula to flip the egg on the hot sidewalk, the egg, of course, and a little bit of some non-stick spray to keep the egg from sticking to the concrete.

I cracked the egg on the hot sidewalk and you can imagine our disappointment when it didn't start to cook. It sort of slid around like a jellyfish on oil. Elijah wanted to try to flip it, so he scooped it onto the spatula and it immediately oozed through the spatula slots.

I think if we had left it there long enough, it might actually have cooked a little around the edges, but, alas, our experiment was a failure, but I guess we did disprove the old saying--or maybe 98 degrees just isn't hot enough to fry an egg on a sidewalk. The kids quickly got bored with the whole mess. I got the hose and washed the goo off the sidewalk, and while I was at it, watered the crispy, wilted plants in my front yard. (BTW and FYI, the last time it was this hot here in middle Tennessee was in 1925). Happy TGIF, everyone!