Now I'm wet and cold.
I just turned the A/C off because I was chilly and I was just about to pop off to the grocery store to pick up lunch for the week and then to fill up my gas tank when a crack of thunder stopped me in my tracks. I had been so intent on trying to figure out some knitting instructions and on knitting that I hadn't even heard the rain falling. And believe me, with the amount of rain that's falling it is very plain to hear.
Needless to say, I'm not going out shopping just yet even though I've already run out into the very cold rain to make sure I rolled the windows up this afternoon when I came home and left the car parked on the driveway. I'm glad to say the windows are up but I'm soaked and really cold now.
I can hear the rain easing off a bit even though there is still thunder and lightning. I think I'll just get gas on the way to work in the morning and I'll figure out something for lunch tomorrow. Right now, I'm getting out of my wet clothes and into my warm, fresh from the dryer jammies.
Monday, October 31, 2005
Happy Birthday to me
It's the big five oh. I don't feel five oh. I don't feel any different than I've felt for the last 20 years or so. Oh, well.
I'm taking a personal holiday from work so I have the day off. I had planned on sleeping in, but my brother called at 6:57 a.m. to wish me happy birthday while on his way to work figuring I'd be on my way to work as well. We had a lovely chat for almost 40 minutes while he filled me in on his life as a country boy. There's Mike the rooster who is going to be dinner next week because he's dumb as a post. And there's the turkey that's going to be Thanksgiving dinner in '06. And the cats who hunt field mice. And the rabbits. And his vegetable garden. He's certainly taken to the country life.
As soon as I get dressed - yes, I'm lounging around in my jammies - I'm off to get the new license tag for my car and then I'm off to WalMart and Hobby Lobby to find some size 8 double pointed knitting needles and some yarn to make slippers. I think I may treat myself to lemon peppered chicken for lunch at my favorite steakhouse. And then it will be home to do laundry and stitch on the butterfly fairy. Oh, and I need to make a quick trip to the grocery store to buy more soup and fruit to have for lunch at work this week.
I'm off! Later, 'gators.
I'm taking a personal holiday from work so I have the day off. I had planned on sleeping in, but my brother called at 6:57 a.m. to wish me happy birthday while on his way to work figuring I'd be on my way to work as well. We had a lovely chat for almost 40 minutes while he filled me in on his life as a country boy. There's Mike the rooster who is going to be dinner next week because he's dumb as a post. And there's the turkey that's going to be Thanksgiving dinner in '06. And the cats who hunt field mice. And the rabbits. And his vegetable garden. He's certainly taken to the country life.
As soon as I get dressed - yes, I'm lounging around in my jammies - I'm off to get the new license tag for my car and then I'm off to WalMart and Hobby Lobby to find some size 8 double pointed knitting needles and some yarn to make slippers. I think I may treat myself to lemon peppered chicken for lunch at my favorite steakhouse. And then it will be home to do laundry and stitch on the butterfly fairy. Oh, and I need to make a quick trip to the grocery store to buy more soup and fruit to have for lunch at work this week.
I'm off! Later, 'gators.
Vast Amount of Spare Time: ...brains....BRAINS....
If you thought her fingers for Hallowe'en were great, take a look at what else she's cooked up.
This is someone who enjoys Hallowe'en just a little too much.
;D
This is someone who enjoys Hallowe'en just a little too much.
;D
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Epilogue.net
Annah Hutchings : Lost
Jacob Probelski : Fire-From-The-Eye
Selina Fenech : Hope - I think the alternate title of 'Wishful Thinking' suits the work better.
Selina Fenech : The Story Keeper
Jacob Probelski : Fire-From-The-Eye
Selina Fenech : Hope - I think the alternate title of 'Wishful Thinking' suits the work better.
Selina Fenech : The Story Keeper
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Well, I didn't stitch
And I didn't go to the movies either. I did something I enjoyed much more as all the entries below this one - which are in reverse order - show. This was a much better 'me' day than the one I planned on having when I left for brunch this morning.
I hope you enjoy my day as much as I did.
;D
I hope you enjoy my day as much as I did.
;D
I have to wonder
Does God weep when the living trees He raised are destroyed to make room for a dead brick edifice that Man raises in their place in the name of the God who made the trees?
A very lush copse of trees, very similar to the one in the following picture, was razed to make room for another church. The only god I could believe in would bleed for the trees and turn his back on the brick.
A very lush copse of trees, very similar to the one in the following picture, was razed to make room for another church. The only god I could believe in would bleed for the trees and turn his back on the brick.
Riddle me this
Why am I standing beside the road in the middle of nowhere with a flag stuck in my head? Don't know? Neither do I.
This is a statue of Stephen F. Austin, still not quite completed yet, standing in a field beside the road in the middle of nowhere on the way to Angleton. I have no idea why it is there. I suspect if I read the local newspaper I would know but I don't so I'm just as clueless as poor Stephen F. looks.
This is a statue of Stephen F. Austin, still not quite completed yet, standing in a field beside the road in the middle of nowhere on the way to Angleton. I have no idea why it is there. I suspect if I read the local newspaper I would know but I don't so I'm just as clueless as poor Stephen F. looks.
The sky is blue
. . . but the clouds have been dragging their bottoms and they've gotten a little dirty.
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