Be a Pineapple: Stand Tall, Wear a Crown and Be Sweet Inside.


Friday, June 23, 2017

A quick update

As for the storm.  Whew!  Big to-do over nothing.  That evening the news predicted the rain would go up towards Louisiana and the winds would curl the opposite direction and head to the counties further out and for once that's pretty much what happened.  A little wind and very little rain.  Oh well, bottled water keeps well.

I did put my favorite possessions on the porch up for safekeeping but that was only after the wind blew my favorite begonia over and broke the majority of the
long stems.  I've never been good at growing begonias or geraniums so I was quite proud of this one. Well darned fool that I was, I should have been proactive and put it in a safe place.

You can bet your booty I'll be better organized if we get another warning.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Tropical Storm Cindy

No, the storm has not arrived on the Texas Gulf Coast and, hopefully, will not, but you can feel that heaviness in the air.  I haven't started monitoring the weather channel but will rely on friends and family to tell me when to take it seriously.

One potential problem is the wind.  Even if we don't get heavy rains and flash floods, we could get strong winds.  I've already confessed that I haven't done a particularly good job of keeping my yard up this year.

I inherited some extra chairs from my daughter, which is great, but also means more items to put up before the winds move them around.  Then there are the bird feeders, wind chimes, hula hoops, doll buggys, etc. all over the yard.  I keep looking and making mental lists of the things I have to put up.  Problem is that the garage is full of the Grandson's things.

The other news is my little job is over.  They wanted to move my position to include receptionist.  Now I don't know about you but I can't hear over the telephone.  Let me clarify that.  I can hear if I use the speaker phone on my cell, turn on the extra loud button and hold it up to my ear if it is still not loud enough. Hahaha.  Sad but true.

Oh well,  anyone that grew up with Pollyanna (and Hayley Mills) as a role model knows that you just have to find the best in things.  I am happy to know that I was able to find my little job and receive such satisfaction.  Satisfaction can come in my shapes and I am sure I will find another one down the line.  Until then, I am glad for the happy days I had at my little job.

Saturday, June 10, 2017

I should call this "Just Chillin' "

Well life has been going along swimmingly.  Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning and sometimes just floating along on my back.  Hahaha.

My little law office job is great.  There is a chance it may end soon because of some changes that may happen at the office and I will be sad.  The good side of that is I will be able to keep the little girls for a couple of days at a time during the summer if I am not working.  So, I guess, either way I win.  

The Grandson is still here and we are making progress with his life.  We are seeing if we can get some financial aid so he can go to college.  I told him it was likely to be very hard with all the cutbacks the government wants to make.  I'm lucky that is girlfriend is very smart and driven.  (And You Know life is all about the girlfriend right now.)  So he is trying to act a little bit more mature and responsible than her!

Memorial Day weekend I signed up for a free week of Cinemax.  They were showing Jurassic World.  I had not seen it since the movies and enjoyed it immensely.  I also watched a handful of Dirty Harry movies.  So 70s.  Loved it....The clothes, the hairstyles - head and mustache - and New York City.  That Clint Eastwood.  Such a guy.  Some actors will also stay number 1 in your mind. He is in mine.

Went to the diabetes doctor this week.  She increased my long lasting insulin again and jiggled the numbers around for the amount of quick acting insulin I take with each meal.  Brother.  What a drag.  I can take the sticks in my figures and the shots in my legs and side but darn it, I hate the way it empties my pocket book.  This country really needs to get a grip on drug costs.  A necessity should not be so expensive when it can/should be affordable.

What else.  My yard.  It has a good bit of green but not really pretty - know what I mean.  I have really neglected it this year.

My ice dye/tie dyes have really been selling lately.  Guess the kids are "feeling groovy" this summer.

Aside for my recent Clint Eastwood marathon I haven't been watching much but I have been listening to quite a few books on tape.   They are a pretty good way to wind down the day if you don't have cable.  I always think that I look like the picture of families sitting in front of the radio.  There I am in my easy chair or lying in bed just listening to the story and imagining my own pictures.

For you Lincoln Rhyme fans, I am listening to The Burial Hour by Jeffrey Deaver.  Part of the story occurs in Italy and one of the Italian Police Officer tells Rhyme how he likes American Western stories and discusses a couple of women writers who were well known for their western books.  I read a western every now and then but I didn't know about them.  I didn't have paper and pens to write their names down but I decided I will do some research on that.  So that brings me to spaghetti westerns, of course.

I think I'll treat myself to a few more Clint Eastwood movies.... A Few Dollars More, A Fistful of Dollars and Hang 'em High come to mind.  We'll just have to see if I can find a little more free time to spend with Clint.

Do you feel lucky?  Well do you?  .... Dirty Harry

Friday, May 12, 2017

A Quick Check-In

Hi All,

Just a quick note to share what's been happening around here.

The Grandson is staying with me.  It's like a zoo here.  Buddy is so excited the GS is here and constantly wants to be in the GS's face.  

GS and I have finally gotten a schedule arranged since I have to drop him off at work now.  Remember my old Sentra that was being saved for him but I had to take it again after that person totaled my car in my drive way, well my Son got me another car and the GS started driving the Sentra.  It, the Sentra, lasted about a month and died on the freeway.

Getting that car towed off was quite a challenge.  Who knew no junk stores wanted a dead 1996 Nissan Sentra.  Anyway, we finally found a taker and it is in the bone yard somewhere.

My new/old car is a 2006 Honda Civic with lowish mileage.  Let's see if I can drive it for 20 years. Hahaha.

I have taken a part time job at a law firm and work the afternoons 1-5.  I've been there close to two months and it is working fine.  Four hours a day is just enough to make me feel like I got out of the house and accomplished something.

I've done very little ice dyeing or other crafts since the job and GS came into my life.  I'm sure that I will be looking for a hobby to fit into the spare time I finagle around my have-to-dos.

As I said, Buddy has been very happy but we have been fighting fleas like never before.  It's going to be a bad flea year down here.

The Grand Girls came over last weekend with their new step-sister-to-be.  I don't know how my son and his girlfriend do it.  Three girls is SO MUCH noise. Hahaha.

I've been reading blogs and keeping up with you even if I haven't been sharing.   I'll be back soon.

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Sweet Memories

I am reading It's Never Too Late to Begin Again (Discovering Creativity and Meaning at Midlife and Beyond) by Julia Cameron (author of the Artist's Way). If you have any creative leaning you might really enjoy this book.  One of the memoir instructions was to remember a taste.

I was fortunate to have great grandmothers on both sides.  When I would go to my paternal grandparents house for the weekend I would ask my grandmother to make what we called "Nutty Pudding".  This was simply chocolate box pudding with pecans.  Did you have box puddings as a kid?  I think we had them on semi-regularly occasions at home,  But this chocolate pudding with nuts was just for me - not the family - and the added nuts made it just this side of heaven.  Yes, I was a chocoholic even then. I can still taste the love and comfort it provided me. Good memories.

The second food memory is the same grandmother.  She would make me homemade fries.  She used real potatoes she cut up in long thin pieces.  She fried them and then put them in a brown paper bag and then added the salt and shook them up.  The were hot and greasy and salty and I absolutely loved them.

My heart overflows when I think back about these memories.  Do you have a good food memory?

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

This that and the other

Linda at Two Fixer-Uppers came up with a new format I really like and I have decided to adopt something along the same lines although I don't have it set in my mind yet.

This morning I received a call from a law firm whose ad I had responded to. After hearing more about the job it reminded me to much of that last little nightmare job and I turned the interview down.  Now that really feels strange. Here I am, the person that checks the online employment ads several times a day, turning down an interview.  I've always believed in going with my gut and right or wrong, I made the decision.  

I received a comment from the ever witty Peggy of Straight Up - No Chaser.  She commented "I long to miss work. :-) ".  Hahaha.  I remember when I felt that way too.  Wish I would make up my mind. 


I just realized Spring Break is nearing and I texted my son about arranging a schedule for the Grand Girls to come stay with me.  He told me that the mom has them Spring Break so I won't get to see them. Bummer. I told him to tell her I am available to babysit. I was so looking forward to some sleepovers. 


Buddy heard me putting my library bag on the couch and came running to his spot on the couch right by the door.  I always leave him outside in good weather when I run errands but he insists on being ever vigilant. 


I watched Diablo last night.  The western with Scott Eastwood, the son of Clint Eastwood.  His looks are so similar to his father - but not quite as handsome, in my book, but similar good looks and body frame.  Scott had the same pull on the eyebrows and the same mouth with the I'm going to tear you up look.  I admit.  I've always loved Clint Eastwood whether it was a western or Dirty Harry.  Sigh.


Yes, I did notice my fonts are all over the place today.  Don't know what that's about and not inclined to research it at the moment.  

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Food for Thought

As I was once again playing catch-up on my blog reading, I read Bob of Satisfying Retirement's post "Are You A Shadow Artist".  See post here.

I love a good post with "Food for Thought."  I have worked in the legal field in some position - legal secretary, paralegal, office manager or billing specialist - for most of my career.  The majority of my family is involved with the law in some manner, probably because my father was as lawyer and as the oldest sister I influenced the others in my job selection.  (My youngest sister was a legal assistant and married an attorney; my daughter went to paralegal school and has worked at the same law firm for about 13 years; my son is going with a paralegal who he says he is going to marry [I'm not sure if he told her, but he told me.] and the grandson wants to be a police officer.)

Funny that, but the point is that I did use my work in a law office to satisfy my creative needs.  In my position I was able to create - documents, solutions to problems, and friendships.  There are more ways it feed my creative side that I won't bore you with.  I always knew it was the right place for me and now I understand the reason.  It was my creative outlet.

Did you find that in your work?  I consider myself lucky and I shall write in my Gratitude Journal that I am thankful to have found my calling so early in my career and that I had so many years to enjoy it.

Maybe that is why I keep dallying with the thought of going back to work.  My brain misses that creative outlet.

Monday, February 20, 2017

Magnolia Magazine

Woke up just a little bit, like 15 minutes, early today.  I thought about turning over and going back to sleep but Buddy starting kissing me and the only way to get away from that is to get up.

I read the new Magnolia magazine (by Chip and Joanna Gaines) last night and his piece on getting up early really hit home.  It talked about life in the country and what you see, hear and feel that is different at 4:00 am. than 8:00 am.  I lived in the country when I was in Louisiana and those descriptions really resonated with me.

I'm not sure if I'll subscribe.  It is $20 a year.  The same as what magazine used to cost when we read magazines instead of Pinterest.  I spent some time thinking about how unusual it was to start a magazine in this day and age when newsprint sources are collapsing right and left.  Gutsy.

However, the magazine was perfect for  people who especially like their show "Fixer Upper."  I love most of her decorations and the room remodels.  So, naturally the magazine appealed to me.  My sister told me my style was similar to what she did.  It surprised me that I even had a style.  Hahaha.

I'll leave you with a picture of the Grand Girls and the Grand Girl-to-be (in the striped shirt).  The look of awe and anticipation at the rides at the Rodeo.  I remember so well.  Also remember throwing up after riding one of those fast and furious rides!

Friday, February 10, 2017

Cookies - and not the kind you eat

If you have had any difficulty signing on to read my posts it might be because I deleted all the cookies on my computer.  I don't even know what they attach to... my website, my internet number code, gmail in general.  I just know that sometimes I will visit a site and then for the next 20 times I log into something that has an ad hook-up space, and I'll get the same ad over and over.

There was a job listing for an attorney in town.  Before responding to any job posting I always read the website to know more about the attorney.  I'm very particular about what type of law I want to do and what part of town I want to be in.  So I read this lady attorney's website.  She wanted a spanish speaking legal assistant which I am not, so I just read it out of curiosity.  

As I said, the next 20 sites I opened, her ad kept appearing and it aggravated the you know what out of me so I just cleaned out all the cookies.... that did fix that problem but now I have to sign in all of the blogs I read and the websites I visit until my information gets save again.

So if you've had trouble signing in (Thanks for the Heads Up Diane), that was me messing with things again.

In other news, I had a lovely outing with my friend.  We had lunch at the Mexican Restaurant and visited a Thrift Store.  She picked up a few things but I only wanted to look at the dolls.

I have several items of real baby clothes that are to large for the dolls the Grand Girls have over here and I thought I would look for a larger doll.  There were none in the store we went to. I remember having some larger dolls when I was a girl.  The one I was thinking about was about knee high on me.  I'm not sure if they still make them.  Maybe I'll do some research on Amazon or Toys R Us and see whats available out there.

Isn't it just the greatest being a Grandparent.

My son and the Grand Girls (back two)
feeding the ducks.

Thursday, February 9, 2017

The World is full of Email

I turned on my computer today and I had 5 new emails.  While receiving emails is not really a surprise since inboxes have become a depository like mailboxes used to be, I was nonetheless excited.

Hahaha.  All of the emails were from me.

While I was playing catch-up last night on my blog reading, Pinterest and Facebook, I sent myself reminders (sounded more like an order) of things I wanted to do, think about or items for my next trip to the grocery/dollar store.

I used to do this when we had landlines and answer machines.  If I wanted to remember to do something, I'd call and leave myself a message. (Truth:  It was equally exciting to come home and have 5 calls waiting.)

Well those days of landlines and answer machines are long gone.  But even better is that my email is hooked up to my smart phone so if I am picking up the Grandson from school and I get an email that my new library book is in, I can swing by and pick it up in the same trip.

Ah the little pleasures we find in life.  

Here is Buddy on one of the two cold days with his sweater on.

Here I am playing with one of my bandanas.  You can't tell but it was a very light blue and I wanted to see if it was too light to sell - it was but I liked it for me.

More later.