Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Sleepless in PA

Can't sleep. None of YOU are awake and posting. Big help you are. Some people. Just can't count on'em.

I know that insomnia is very common. Nothing to lose sleep over.

Since I can't count on you, I tried counting other things.



Hasn't worked so far.


Guess it's my own damn fault.

It's almost time for most people to get up anyway.



Just saying that made me sleepy. I'm goin' back to bed.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Go fly a kite



Today after our morning walk, my walking-buddy Irene declared this morning to be a perfect kite-flying day. So we hot-footed it over to our cars and retrieved the kites we keep in our car trunks.

My kite is something like the one pictured above, but mine's better. Of course.

Heaven on a string! It was a perfect day for flying kites.

Why do people say, "Go fly a kite," when they mean "go away!" and stop bothering me? Do they want you to be struck by lightening?

Cliches like that oughta be avoided like the plague.
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Didcha read about the new over-the-counter diet drug Alli? Poo on that!

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How about the new invisible underwear? Hear 'bout it? It's called a "C" or sumtin' like that:

If a lady has to wear Depends, I'm thinkin' she should avoid the "C".
Doesn't look very comfortable anyway.

Course other things to avoid are easy to spot:
Like wearing a nose ring and bifocals.
Or combining spiked hair and bald spots.
Miniskirts and support hose don't look so good either.
Ankle bracelets and corn pads don't work for me.
Speedos and cellulite are not so hot.

A belly button ring and a gall bladder surgery scar is a big no-no.
I think inline skates and a walker would be silly-looking too. Those old people. No fashion sense at all. Just like the young people. Only lots of young people missed out on having any sense.
Midriff shirts and a midriff bulge don't look good or make good sense, but you see young ladies every day with "muffin tops." Muffin top is the roll of fat that oozes over the top of your jeans. Oprah calls it "dunlap." That's when your fat done lap over the top of the pants.



Don't you just know that poor dog is embarrassed?


Looks bad on plumbers and on women.

Everyone should dress sharp. Like me:


If you need any advice on clothes and what to wear, just write to me.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Shopping



I'm out shopping. The above is a test pattern. Is it moving? That's the test.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Yeah, yeah, I have light.




I have light, but no insight.

For years, decades even, I have wanted to re-do the kitchen. But I always get paralyzed when I start just thinking about what to do first, etc.

Meanwhile, all three of my girls, 3D, Actonbell, and AP3, have redone their kitchens. Those kids. Showin' me up and all.

It's happening to me again. I do know that the first thing is to pick the counter tops. I drug 3D out with me to look, and strange as it seems, I didn't see anything I wanted. Strange, because I'm so easy to please. (Don't ask the kids. They lie.)

There's tile, granite, Corian®, and a superabundance of stuff to pick from. Unfortunately, I have a color/pattern in my head, and I can't find it. It would be easier if I hadn't planned the entire thing out in my head in advance.



Looks as if it will be a while before I get to actually start having it done. OR, maybe I'll get lucky and find something that I love for the counters soon. Then the other stuff will be so much easier than the counters.

Well, except, what will I do with husband Niks while it's all being done. Anybody got a room to rent to him for a month or so?

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Electric to be off


The electric company is turning off the electric power to our block at 9 AM. They're replacing a transformer or somethin...

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Tibbar tibbar

It's not the first day of the month now, so if you forgot to say "Rabbit rabbit!" it's too late. Too late to say "Rabbit rabbit," that is. Now you hafta say "tibbar tibbar" to ward off bad luck in June. Just sayin'.

I got nothin' to say, and all day to say it, so I'm just gonna post a coupla pictures. Maybe three. Maybe four. Some days I don't count so good.


Uh, I think maybe if you don't know how these things are supposed to be worn, you shouldn't show'em off.


Go wash your eyes out now. It won't help of course. This will be with you awhile.


Those are not tears of sorrow that her favorite skirt is ruined. She's cryin' tears of joy that she wore panties that day.



Their Mama's so proud.



I'm still all broken up over this. Cryin' as I type.

Friday, June 01, 2007

Rabbit Rabbit


I just love what you've done with your hare!

Happy June.

Friday, May 25, 2007

My baby's here

My darling baby daughter, AP3, is here visiting me.



This is the two of us in 1969. I don't recognize either of us.
That hair do was in style then. Honest. Believe it or not.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

I'm baaaaaccccckkkkkk..Didcha miss me?

Neva has pointed out that I'm due to post since I'm back from my recent trip, so here I am boring you again. That Neva. Don't blame me.

Okay. First we went to Luray Caverns. Beautiful place.

This lake inside the caverns is so clear that it's like a mirror.

Here's a picture I took of husband Niks:



Here's a picture he took of me there:


That guy. Not the most talented cameraman.

On the road to somewhere, I spotted this coffee pot building and stopped in the middle of the road to take a picture of it. Just for you guys.



I am just plain ol' sweet is what I am. In the pix you can't really see the handle on the right hand side 'cause I am not the most talented camerawoman.

We spent three nights in Charlotte, NC, where I did not take any pictures. You guys are so lucky. There Niks was visiting the UNC-C library to read his father's papers that are in their archives.

We went to the college where Nik's dad was president. I took this picture of Niks with his dad's portrait which is in the Admin Bldg. Even though his father is about 37 in the portrait, and Niks is now almost 79, I think I see the resemblance.



I'll spare you more NC stuff and go on to Williamsburg, VA.


This babe was our tour guide for the Governor's Palace. She really did know her stuff. Good tour. Ain't she cute? We toured the Capitol Building there as well. I failed to get a picture of the handsome guy who gave that tour.

There were several fife and drum group parades. I truly did enjoy those.

These guys are just warmin' up.

At some point on the trip we were on the Skyline Drive and the Blue Ridge Parkway. I refuse to worry about the order of this stuff. My shit's old, so I don't hafta.

There's a guy down there drawing stuff. So I immortalized him on film. I am so swell. I amaze my own sweet self.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

On the road again

We're leaving tomorrow, Sunday, May 13 for a little road trip to Charlotte NC.

We'll stop at Luray Caverns on the way down. We've been there before. I think it's the prettiest of all the caverns I've seen. It has the best colors, and lots of them. It also has The Great Stalacpipe Organ, supposedly the world's largest musical instrument. It's a keyboard instrument that works by tapping stalactites of varying sizes with rubber-tipped mallets attached to solenoids in order to produce tones. It really works just fine, but the humidity is a big problem for it.



We've been to Carlsbad Caverns, and it's the largest I've seen, and really the most interesting. The Big Room in the cavern is 8.2-acres.



We've done Mammoth Caves as well, which has the world's largest network of natural caves and underground passageways, but I didn't find it as interesting as Luray or Carlsbad. Maybe because it was at the end of a three month trip that started with seeing Luray.



Our main objective is the library at the University of North Carolina at Charlotte. Husband Niks' father was a college president and the FIL's "papers" are on file in this library. I don't know why. The FIL was president of another college in N.C. and he got his Ph.D. from Johns Hopkins U., so why are his papers in Charlotte? It's a mystery to me.

Seems to be because Niks' uncle Roy, who got his Ph.D. in psychology from Johns Hopkins University, donated his own papers to this school, and just threw in his brother's stuff as well. That Roy. Again, why???? I think he taught at this school. If I could drum up a little interest in this subject, I'd ask. But I don't have an hour or so for the complete answer, and I'd get that. At a minimum. (3D would know of course.)

So off we go. Excitement to the max, huh?

We'll be back on or around May 21. Something between here and there and back again could catch my eye, and I'm the one who's driving.