random thoughts [this is rreally how my mind workks...]

i’m leaving the typos in the title, i like them!

who decided that red wine goes in a fat glass and white wine goes in a tall glass?

do you wash meat off before you cook it?  i do, just in case they dropped it on the floor before they wrapped it….

i liked it when you could go into the hardware store and buy a hand full of nails, by the pound, the amount you needed, in a paper sack!

i don’t iron clothes much, i try to hang them up when they are warm out of the dryer.  i open the door, take out a single item, start the drier again and then hang the item up…. is that weird?

how bout this ~ if  i don’t get them out right away, i turn the dryer back on until they warm up again….

FYI: i bought AA batteries at sam’s club ~ they are cheaper at home depot!! damn…

i love the way it feels when you have half a glass of wine on a empty stomach ~ the rose’ cheeks, not so much….

i absolutely love method cleaning products, not only because it’s the right thing to do, but because when you get through cleaning your house smells like grapefruit and cucumber and mint [instead of chemicals]… except for the daily shower spray and that stinks, but i already commented on that to them…. [me and about 50 other people]

i’m too lazy to shred all my shredable documents right now [nothing really confidential, i'm a shredding over achiever] so i’m going to put them in a bag with the dog poops from the back yard, so i you want my personal information you’re going to have to sift through some shit!

i’m hungry, be back in a minute…..

i didn’t have dinner yet, but this just popped into my mind:  don’t forget to put your flag out on wednesday, it’s veteran’s day, and if the asshole didn’t want to go to iraq why didn’t he just give his clothes away and then quietly blow his own fucking head off?!

dogs apparently don’t like celery….

be forewarned! don’t take too big of bites and always chew your food thoroughly… i almost choked to death on some prime rib on new year’s eve a few years ago. [my brother saved me] eating steak always brings back the memory…

now that albertson’s is gone i wonder if i will even be able to buy a decent steak in logan….

gonna go now and watch dexter before the utah state, hawaii game [utah state, hey, aggies all the way, go aggies go aggies, hey hey hey!]

no really, this is how my mind works….

unseasonably warm weather…

yesterday morning it was around 60* here at 6:30 in the morning ~ this is very unusual for this place, so in honor of the warm weather i took an emergency half day vacation…  i just didn’t want to be at work and miss a nice friday afternoon [my brain shuts down around noon on friday anyway, it's just my way of starting the weekend early].

i stopped and bought some items to repair my fence on the way home[which i actually got finished this afternoon].  it is 55* here now, also very unusual.  so i worked outside most of the day.  i have a lot of yard work to do before it snows, mostly have to rake leaves and put summer stuff away, but i’ll get it done eventually, or not!  actually remembered to buy some bulbs and get them planted this year… i don’t usually think about it until the middle of february.

my young dog helped me with all my projects today and just a while ago he threw up a plethora of what he had eaten in the yard… looked mostly like wet mulch and didn’t smell bad and was easy to clean up so he isn’t in trouble…  he’s asleep right now.  the old dog just lazed about enjoying his saturday…. he’s also asleep right now.  it’s quiet, just the noise of the keyboard and the clock ringing in 4:30.

i was seriously going to try to blog more this month… this isn’t much but at least it’s a post!   i’m gonna have a glass of wine.  have a good weekend!

p.s. for those of you who haven’t seen the luckiest puppy in the world for a while, here’s an update….

i love halloween ~ trick or treating, not so much….

when i was a kid we weren’t allowed to trick or treat, not by our parents, but by the town.  no one ever told us why and we didn’t argue.  we would all put on our halloween costumes go to the high school gym and the city put on a halloween party for every kid in town. there were games and prizes and treats (an orange and peanuts if i remember correctly), a costume parade and we all had the best time.  my mom usually made my costumes and the one i remember most was when i was maybe in 5th grade and i went as half man half woman.  if you looked at me from the right i looked like a man with a suit and a mustache and from the left i looked like  a woman with a dress and earring and curly hair.  don’t remember exactly how she did it, but it was pretty cool (damn, no one took photos of anything in those days!)  ~ then around 8:00 pm or so we went to the school lunch room had sloppy joes and home made root beer and then we went home…. 

around 9:00 pm after all the little kids were home;  the city sponsored a party for all the teenagers ~ no one argued about that either.  there was a dance at the high school, BUT to get into the dance you had to go through the spook house (set up and manned by the senior class) in every nook and cranny of the old high school… it was nothing for the weak of heart and was WAY before anyone worried about whether or not you might scare someone to death, break a leg falling (or being pushed) down the stairs, send someone into cardiac arrest from ‘the shocker’, or puke your guts out from looking at (real) intestines of some poor dead animal draped over someone in a coffin.  if you did manage to make it through the whole ordeal there was a dance with treats and punch.  i don’t think we were allowed to wear costumes to the dance in high school, we didn’t argue about that either. 

I remember standing in the parking lot of the school being so scared of going into the spook house that we were all about ready to pee our pants ~ i also remember going through the year i was a junior and my boyfriend was a senior ~ while someone was pushing one of the eight graders down the stairs or shocking the living shit out of some poor kid we were making out in the ‘bottom hall’….. 

the year i was a senior i was a corpse in a coffin under the ‘10 foot drop’ and some drunk from payson tried to climb in the coffin with me ~ mike drussel saved me while holding  a hand full of slimy animal intestines.   we actually made a slide out of rusty metal to push people down the stairs from the second floor to the basement.  i think we thought that was more safe than just hucking them down the stairs.

to this day i still do not know why we weren’t allowed to trick or treat, i asked my friend pam that today and she doesn’t know either ~ it must have been something pretty awful because no one would ever talk about it.  i think someone must have died or been kidnapped or something, none the less we were much safer getting thrown down the stairs!

shit! i’m officially old!

i haven’t been here for quite a while (i’ve been on facebook a lot and i’m having a love/hate relationship with that) and i’ve had a birthday since then…. had a 40 year high school reunion, went on a couple of nice vacations, ushered in the new football season, watched the summer change to fall and now fall change to the pre-winter season that lasts on and off from now until Christmas. 

this afternoon i stopped on the way home and got all the fixin’s for a colonoscopy prep (scheduled for wednesday) drove by the store and bought some juice and broth for tomorrow (also part of the prep) came home and stopped out by the street to get my mail ~  this is what was in my mailbox (no kidding) an urgent renewal notice from vanity fair, a card for me to request important changes affecting seniors about medicare and insurance AND a flyer from Allen Hall Mortuary “secure your future funeral costs at today’s rates!’ 

i seriously don’t know whether to laugh or cry!  i am now eating doughnuts and trying to decide which wine to open……i think i’ll go for the chardonnay (since i can’t drink dark juices until after the colonoscopy).

p.s. my colonoscopy was normal…. good to go for another 5 years! wee haa!!  i hope they come up with some new prep by then because this one made me puke (literally).

july 22, 1914

today is my mother’s birthday.  she was a cancer, my birthday is two weeks from today, i am a leo.  she would have been 95 years old today.  she wasn’t just my mom, she was my best friend.

she called my every saturday at 11:30 in the morning from the time i went to college until she died in 1983.  

i’m a lot  like my mom… kind of head strong and independent.  i can fix almost anything given enough time [ha!].  once in the winter when my dad stayed out at dugway during the week and came home on the weekends, our coal furnace [actually it was a stoker matic] broke down.  we had a really old, small house and the winters were not very pleasant.  freezing ass cold mostly.   my dad was a furnace mechanic and my mom called him and told him the stove had gone out.  i remember her going back and forth between the phone and the stove until it was fixed and we were warm.  she also carried buckets of coal from the coal shed to the stove and buckets of ‘clinkers’ from the stove out to a pile by the coal shed… clinkers were cool, they were what was left in the stove after the coal had burned, they were like a red hot ring of melted coal ashes, i’m not sure of the chemistry, but they looked pretty neat.  [i don't think i have ever been as warm as i was in the winter growing up with that coal heat]

i was mostly a total shit in high school, i was supposed to be home by 10:30 on school nights and i knew it ~ but i always would stay out late and the later it got the more i didn’t want to go home… the later it got the more likely it was to pass my mom walking to town to try and find me.  she would be smoking a cigarette and since she walked everywhere i could always spot her about a half mile away.  and because i was a dumb ass, i wouldn’t just go home then and pretend i had been there for a while when she got home, i would keep riding around and then go home late and be in trouble.  actually she would be pissed, but i never really got into much trouble.  i think it was punishment enough just to anticipate her being mad…

mom didn’t work when i was a little kid, she was always there when i went to school and when i came home for lunch and when i got home.  all of us kids played on the school grounds which were just behind our house and when it was time to come home at night she would just open the back door and yell my name. [i wasn't old enough then to be a total shit so i would just come home when she called]…  [well i was a shit then too, but that is for another post]

mom went to work the summer before i went into the sixth grade, i wanted to go to girl scout camp and we couldn’t afford it so she got a job at Gig’s Cafe as a waitress.  needless to say i did go to girl scout camp that summer and my mom worked as a waitress until she retired.

when i was in college i used to go home in the summer.  my dad passed away in 1971 so my mom and i mostly just had each other after that…  we used to go up to a little bar in town called the Summitt.  i worked there during the day and mom and i would go up there in the evening to have a beer.  my mom always sat on the stool by the wall, i sat next to her, she always drank OLY, i did too.  i’m not sure they even make OLY anymore, but if i could find one i would drink it tonight!

i don’t have many photos of my parents and i…  people just didn’t take photos like they do now ~ i think this one is my favorite, on the back it says 11-4-51 SLC missed the train laid over 1 day… i think we had been home to visit and were on our way back to butte.

i miss my mom, not all the time, but sometimes when i think of something we used to do or see something that reminds me of her ~ i wish her a happy birthday today and thank her for being my mom and my best friend.

 

for what it’s worth, this is the kind of person i am…

example number 1

my vacuum cleaner would not suck [which for most of life is a good thing. vacuum cleaner, not so much]  i have two dogs, it’s hot, it’s shedding season.  i cannot be without a vacuum cleaner, i was without a vacuum cleaner for 5 days last week. 

i was also sick for 2 1/2 days last week, which meant i was home looking at all the dog hair on the floor ~ when i was just about to go crazy i asked my peeps on facebook [uh] for suggestions  for a new vacuum cleaner [not more than $300 unless it also did the dishes].  4 out of 5 of my peeps suggested a dyson, the one peep that didn’t own the dyson said i should get a dyson animal [because of my pet situation]…

amazon.com has always been very good to me and they have free shipping ~ i was desparate at this point but still too sick to go shopping for a vacuum,  i ordered the dyson animal and paid for 2 day delivery…  at this point, way more than $300 by the way…

i got my new vacuum and i abosolutely love it, i probably vacuumed 5 times this weekend just so i could go hold the removable container over the garbage can and hit the button ~ it was soooo cool to watch dog hair and dirt and other stuff household crap fall into the garbage can without getting my hands the least little bit dirty.

sooo now i have an old vacuum, which because of the dog hair won’t work because dog hair chews the living shit out of vacuum cleaner belts…  soooo i took out the old bag, dusted that baby off and put it out at the end of my driveway with a sign on it that said FREE…  see:

now what you can’t see from the photo is what else it says on the sign…  “i put in a new bag”, “it needs a new belt”, “doesn’t work well with pet hair”, “if you can use it please take it”  it lasted exactly 2 hours and 6 minutes.

example number 2

last friday i came home from work and opened my [rural on the side of the street] mailbox…  and a bunch of wasps flew out at me and i didn’t have any mail.  on saturday i still didn’t have any mail, but the wasps were still in there busy enlarging their nest or hive or whatever the hell you call it.

since there is no mail delivery on sunday, i sort of forgot about the wasp problem in the mailbox and i also forgot to go buy any wasp spray killer.

so i went out and put a note on the mailbox that said the following: “CAUTION ~ wasp’s nest inside (back) ~ i will buy some spray today….” 

i drove home tonight after work and slowed down to get the mail out of the box and remembered that i had forgotten to stop and get wasp spray [the story of my life]… i drove past my house, went to the store and bought some spray.  i came home, opened the mail box took out my mail and murdered those little suckers.  i just finished cleaning the dead carcases out the mailbox and i removed the sign…

i know, i’m weird!

bedding…

i washed all my bedding tonight, down to and including the mattress pad… 

beds didn’t used to be fancy, there were cribs for babies, twin beds or trundle or bunk beds for kids and adults had ‘regular’ beds…  sheets even used to come in ‘regular’ ~ rich people may have had larger beds, but i didn’t know any rich people.

my back hurts most of the time and after sleeping on a good but old mattress for about 10 years i bought a very good ($$$$) mattress a couple of years ago from my friend tony.  i also bought a nice ($$) mattress pad for it.  the matress is a queen sized high profile (13 in deep) , pillow top, that doesn’t have to be flipped, just rotated once in awhile.  it requires little garter belts to hold the mattress pad in place.

it’s hot and kind of muggy tonight and after wrestling the pad into place and trying to attach the little garter belt thingies to the corners, i determined it is not any easier to hook a garter belt to a 13 in deep mattress pad than it was to bend over backwards and try to attach a garter belt hookie bob to a pair of nylon stockings.

they do miraculously hold a mattress pad down tough, just like they used to hold nylon stockings up!

indivisable…

these are thoughts from last friday morning ~

i like to wake up a little early before i have to get up and just find a comfortable [pain free] position and just lay there until it’s time to get up…

this morning i spent my 20 minutes trying to remember the pledge of allegiance ~ don’t ask me why ~ it just popped into my head.

i got the i pledge allegiance to the flag part and the one nation under God part, then i said [in my head] with liberty and justice for all.  i knew that wasn’t quite right, but i could not remember the missing part.  it took me until i was brushing my teeth to remember ~ one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all …

it seems to me that i am not the only one that has forgotten, i forgot the word, seems like lots of americans have forgotten the concept.

when i was a kid, we used to say the pledge of allegiance every morning in grade school.  it wasn’t too long after they added the “under God” phrase because people were still having trouble knowing where to put the pause.  one nation under God [pause] or one nation under God indivisible [pause].  i remember it being uncomfortable trying to say the new part in the correct way, apparently the first pause won out. 

do kids still say the pledge of allegiance, does anyone?  do kids even know the pledge of allegiance or is it only spoken now at citizenship ceremonies? does it matter?

i’m so lazy i had cereal for dinner….again

hello! to all my blog friends [i just checked out my map and i have had visits from 56 different countries....that's a lot!!]  i also just looked and it’s been nearly two months since i wrote anything new on here except for the weight of my giant cat…. i’m sorry ~ the only excuse i have is that i have been lost in the quagmire that is facebook.  this is what i have learned:

i was born to be a teacher,  my real age is 53,  i am represented by a rose,  i will die dec 9, 2028,  my aura is red,  i am tv mom peggy bundy,   i am cartoon character eeyore,  i had to do the 5 bands i have seen in concert 3 times,  the first 5 cars i owned were a ‘68 mustang, a ‘76 capri, an ‘84 camaro,  an ‘85 camaro, and an ‘89 formula firebird…..,  i am half utarded,  if i won the lottery the 5 things i would blow money on immediately are a condo in san diego, a condo in santa fe, a new mustang gt, a trip to thialand and shoes…., i am a labradour,  i am ike eisenhower.

i have 43 friends,  i joined utahns for marriage equality, not having george bush for president; i am a fan of utah state university, top gear, monk, big bang theory, mike birbiglia, mexican food, cadbury eggs and jesse james is a dead man…. 

i think facebook was invented for 12 year olds that have no life and no job.  facebook is a fucking full time job!  it sucks you in and you forget that you have blog friends that aren’t on facebook…  well consider me unsucked. 

on the other hand, i found 4 of my neices on there, my sister in texas, an old lover, a few old friends,  and i get to see all the new baby photos of bri and aydin… so there are some high points on face book.

~ just don’t take that IQ quiz [no matter how many times it tells you your friends think you are stupid] it’s just a scam to get your cell phone number!

next time i will write about my real life! [ha!]

little drummer boy

my blog friend natalie was listening to joan jett today. i love joan jett.  one of my off the wall favs is  joan jet singing ‘little drummer boy’ in a scene from  ’class’ with rob lowe and andrew mccarthy. 

here are two renditions of that cut, one not so good, the second is better…

a really shitty mix of  joan jet

a better mix of  joan jett

and on the subject little drummer boy…. here are some other examples…

bing and david

charlotte church

john denver

bob seger

jars of clay

apocalyptica

rupaul

whiteheart

the slackers

a little christmas in april never hurt anyone!  just go with it!