Day Sixteen 2013

Wednesdays are like Mondays in the middle of the week. ~Lee Fox Williams

Another soggy day. Snow in the forecast for Thursday—1 to 4 inches.

Neighbor kitty Lily wants inside our house but settles for the cushion on the wicker rocker by the front door.

Sky, road, truck. Can you say gray?

Dropping off and picking up hubby today. Our (old) car is in the shop again, needing a new (expensive) compressor. I told Neil by the time we have all the parts replaced, we’ll have a new car.

Wednesday is ‘senior’ day at Fazoli’s, and we are happy to qualify (55+) so we can get this yummy meal (drink included) for $2.99. You can also choose pasta Alfredo (heart attack on a plate). Fazoli’s is the only spaghetti sauce I like besides my dad’s recipe. We ended up eating supper right after Neil got off work at 4:30. I think this completes our geezer-hood.

No such thing, ever, as a ‘speedy checkout’ at Wal-Mart, especially when everybody is there buying milk and bread for the impending blizzard. We wouldn’t have been in here at all if I hadn’t been out of my allergy med, and Neil figured he’d buy some ammo for his dad’s old rifle or shotgun, I forget which. (He says the bullets are called ‘shorts’ and did manage to get a couple boxes.) Why am I telling you this? I have no idea. Happy hump day!

Day Fifteen 2013

Randomness

I got this in my Christmas stocking~~a dark chocolate orange. I finally broke into it today and wondered why/how could I have let it sit there for three weeks?? Two slices~~that’s all I could eat. Very rich.

Got these in my Christmas stocking, too. Santa knows what I like, even though I tell him every year not to bring me stuff like this because I’ll eat it. Pistachios are supposed to be good for you/me. [Like dark chocolate.]

We recently got a big old bag of naval oranges at Sam’s. They are so huge I can hardly get my hand around one. They are sweet and juicy. These are mine. Neil’s are in the fridge. He likes cold fruit. I don’t. Plus he eats more fruit than I do. I’m too busy eating dark chocolate oranges and pistachios.

“Oh that I had wings like a dove; then I would fly away and rest!” ~Psalm 55:6   I like this Bible verse. We recently refilled our bird feeders for the winter, and the doves have been all over them, which is odd. These birds are usually pecking around on the ground under the feeders. Maybe they don’t like having cold wet feet.

Today was the 100th day of school this year. Grandson Elijah has been talking about this day for weeks. His class celebrated by making these cool crowns and bringing 100 of something to class to show and tell. He brought a hundred Legos. Others brought things like cereal and gummies. It was a fun day for him, especially after going in two hours late because of potential icy road conditions this morning.

He played with those Legos most of the time he and Shelby were here this afternoon, building stuff, instead of playing video games on his 3DS. By the time he started with the video games, mom came to pick them up. Aw, Mom!

I leave you with a little visual warmth on this cold wet winter evening. We are toasty. Hope you are warm and safe and dry. (Or maybe cool and safe and dry if you happen to live in the southern hemisphere )

Day Fourteen 2013

Angry Bird. This momma cardinal was not happy about sharing the sunflower seeds at the feeder this morning. She scolded the little bird next to her, and he/she took off. (Been a while since I took any bird shots~~forgot to change the camera to sports setting~~the birds are a blur.)
God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest. ~J.G. Holland

Day Thirteen 2013

Fresh out of the Pizza Hut oven, a hot gooey personal pan supreme hit the spot for supper—comfort food on a rain-drenched evening. A huge storm blew through our town, lots of rain and wind and lightning and thunder and flooding and tree limbs everywhere. When Neil and I got to Pizza Hut, the outside temperature was 64 degrees. When we left, it was 60, and on our way home, less than two miles away, we watched the temperature drop to 46 degrees on the truck thermometer. So the forecasted cold front blew into town after the storm. Monday is going to feel like winter again.

Day Twelve 2013

Neil and I visited grandson Knox and his mommy and daddy this afternoon. Stopped by Babies R Us for some little people food. Knox likes this brand the best. Elmo is on the box.

Elmo caught his attention on Sesame Street a while back, so he was thrilled to get a stuffed Elmo to play with, just his size. Knox calls him ‘Melmo’.

Cookie Monster—not so much. What little kid doesn’t fall in love with sweet Elmo?

Back at the house it was time to ride the turtle, but only for a second or two. He likes to dance to the music the turtle plays (seems most of his toys play music he can boogie to).

Bath Time!

We had fun with you all today! Miss that cute face already.

Day Eleven 2013

Randomness

There is blue sky under all those clouds. These were puffy and awesome.

Neil took half a day off  just because. After school, we pigged out on Mae Pearl’s Frozen Yogurt with the grand peeps, Shelby and Elijah. This, too, was awesome, as was the sunshine and the 70 degrees shining in our faces.

I spotted neighbor kitty Lily out my window perched on the front porch rail. She had her eye on something. She’s been a regular killing machine here lately.

Shelby felt like jumping on the trampoline, even after eating all that frozen yogurt. Doing this would have made me hurl. Elijah grabbed some Skittles, even after eating all that frozen yogurt. This, too, would have made me hurl.

The once and future buttercups/daffodils/jonquils are shouting, “It’s Spring!” I guess Mother Nature can fool herself. I’ve heard talk of a “wintry mix” coming at us sometime next week.

Red potatoes on the chopping block, destined to be coated in olive oil, salt, pepper, parsley flakes and doomed to death by hot oven, along with some baby carrots. Totally yummy with roast beast.
And a Happy TGIF to one and all!

Day Ten 2013

"Wal-mart... do they like make walls there?" 
~Paris Hilton

Sometimes I wish I’d never heard of this place, but when what’s left of the milk has reached its expiration date (today) and you don’t know if it will last another day, and you can’t bear the thought of not having any milk to pour over your cereal in the morning, then it’s off to Wal-Mart you go. I ended up buying lots more than milk, of course, because the thought of having to come back here any time soon was simply unacceptable. A man in the parking lot did offer to take my cart to the cart return along with his. Wasn’t that nice? Oh, Paris, you have no idea what you’re missing!

Day Nine 2013

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. 
~Langston Hughes

It's a good day for a nap.

Day Eight 2013

My back yard was invaded by giant birds today. I’ve never seen anything like it. I mean, what have these things been eating? Not really. But you already knew that. This is my decorative winter flag that hangs on the fence beside the bird feeders. Neil finally filled them up with seed, but we haven’t had many takers so far. I think the giant birds might be freaking out the real birds. Either that, or the bird word hasn’t gotten around yet about the free food. And heaven help us when the squirrels discover the full feeders. Maybe I should get a giant squirrel flag.

Day Seven 2013

Grandson Elijah and I stopped along the path to the house after school this afternoon long enough to snap a gratuitous self-shadow-portrait. The sky was blue and the sun was bright, stretching our shadows out on what’s left of the grass in the back yard. Not as cold today—another major plus for any winter day, but especially for a winter Monday. The year is already one week old.

Day Six 2013

Postcards From A Sunday Afternoon Stroll Around The Neighborhood

Day Five 2013

Vision Basketball ~ Grandson Elijah’s First Game
"Give me the vision to see what God wants me to be. I will do my very best and let God take care of the rest. No matter the outcome of this game, I will give glory to Jesus's name."

They began with a short devotional.

After some initial chaos, all of the players fell into the rhythm of the game.


Elijah is #3




Elijah shoots!

He scores! Nothing but net.

We won!   Each player did very well. This was the first time Elijah has played a basketball game, as I’m sure was the case for most of the players. We had fun watching him play. He had fun playing, even more fun than playing T Ball. I’m looking forward to the next game.

Day Four 2013

Signs Of Winter

Neighbor kitty Lily hunkering down in the sunshine this frosty morning

Dirty Snowman wishing for snow

A blazing fire in our wood stove keeping us toasty on this cold night
Happy TGIF, everyone!

Day Three 2013

Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.

~Mark Twain (1835~1910)  

That’s what Neil and I did this evening for supper at Ocha Thai food deli. After surviving the demon stomach virus, we decided we could handle something hot and spicy. If the food decides to fight it out inside, at least it tasted yummy on the way down.

Day Two 2013

Climbing my way up Mount Wash More this evening, trying to kill what’s possibly left of a nasty bug. My whole family was hit with a demon stomach flu virus the day after Christmas. After a week of sickness, the adults are recovering pretty quickly. Something like this seems to hit the kiddos the hardest. One year old grandson Knox had it the worst, as far as getting over it. I think we’re all finally over the worst. (Son in law Jerry just might be the last man standing. We shall see. I hope he escapes it.) All that’s left is a big old pile of laundry, mostly bed linens and towels. And if I never see another can of Lysol spray or Clorox wipes again, it won’t be too soon. I pray that the rest of you out there are staying well. It is a hand to mouth thing, so wash.your.hands!

Day One 2013

Happy New Year from the Bat cave!