We bought a plastc SLOW man, hoping passing motorists would get the hint. Several small children live in houses across the street, and we have Bailey to protect. I put up the Slow Man two days ago, and woke up this morning to find that soneone had hit it with a car, and it … More The Saga of Slow Man
I suppose I could have “cropped ” the photo, so only my slippers are there. Instead, you can see my still-pink cabinets, and a miscellaneous plastic bag. Inside that bag are apples from a local orchard. Delish. I already made a dish of pseudo-apple crisp (no flour, no added sugar) and it was delicious. The … More New slippers for me
Ok, so we are all eating leftover Halloween candy, and now it’s time to plan Thanksgiving. I’m assuming I am cooking, er, re-heating this year, as we should have the house suitable for human consumption by then. As I type this, my contractor is thumping in the attic, right over my head. I also have … More November, a new month, a new start
But first, Bailey, doing his Pretzel Legs thing. Because dogs are cute. Mr. Porter bought several bags of candy. For now, the candy is still inside the grocery bags by the front door. We just moved to this neigborhood, and the neighbors said that there are a lot of kids at Halloween time. I … More Halloween, NaNo, and New Lights
It’s been a while since I’ve been able to steal a few minutes to blog, but I’m at the point where my head is about to explode, so it now has a higher priority. I was sick for a week with a mysterious stomach bug, so during that time, I did zero unpacking. … More Finding the floor
I came home from running errands, and there was an SUV by my house that looked like my previous realtor’s vehicle. I was not quick enough to get a picture, but with all this clowning around business, I can’t help but let my imagination wonder a little bit….was our previous realtor upset that we ignored … More A mysterious white SUV and other observations
I’m still fighting this stomach bug, and I have not won the battle yet. I feel better than yesterday, but I’m still dizzy and tired. But I have too much to do! I don’t have time to be sick; yet here I am. “Frustrating” is the best G-rated word I can come up with at … More I’m not sure what to do today.
Before we moved into the new house, I decided that the very first task on the agenda was to paint the pink cabinets. White would be nice. Also, we tossed around the idea of sanding them down to the wood and staining them, but that is more hours than I want to spend. Mr. Porter … More My priorities changed again.
We are moved into the new house. Actually, our stuff is here, but since it’s still in boxes, I don’t know where most things are. I went back to the apartment to clean, and hired cleaners to help me. It’s in pretty good shape now. I just need to put the garbage out for collection. … More We’re In!
I thought I’d start with a scripture passage that has been dissected, but I would dissect it yet again. Yes, I know that’s not much of a lead-in sentence, and there is a reason for that. I will get to that later. So Here is Matthew Chapter 4, New King James Version: 4 Then Jesus was … More A stroll in the wilderness.
Mr. Porter wanted lasagna so we went into this little Italian joint down by the lake. The decor has not been changed in decades, as evidenced by the stale smoke that hung in the air since 1972. A middle aged man played muzak on a portable organ-like keyboard and occasionally inserted lyrics into the microphone. … More Life is like lasagna
..with me to buy the new Nook. I had to go back home to get it. I used to get upset in these situations; I’m “wasting time”, I didn’t plan ahead, etc. Somehow I knew there would be a reason. The reason was timing. I bought the new Nook at a greatly reduced price, … More I forgot to bring my credit card
Notice the last line on this magazine cover: Eleanor & Park’s Rainbow Rowell. Yes that’s really the author’s name. Here’s the full cover: I picked this up at my local Barnes & Noble about a week ago but I had no time to read it. I set it aside. As you may (or may not) … More I call your attention to this:
A friend of a friend is an artist. She creates “abstract” art, which I guess is the lowest common denominator of the cliché about beauty being in the eye of the beholder. Her art is not my cup of tea (yes another cliché) but what fascinates me is that she has the confidence to put … More What is confidence, and where do I buy some?
Well, that’s not going to happen. I had hoped to buy new sneakers, maybe even two pair, because the two pair I have now are seriously burnt-out. One pair leaks when I walk in the rain, (like today) and the other pair don’t have my required “lift” in the right shoe due to my leg … More I wanted to buy new shoes today.
Queue up the Warren Zevon: Send Lawyers, guns and money. We’re buying a house. Even Steven King would not be able to do justice to the insanity of the past week which pertains to real estate matters. (Okay, so maybe he could, but work with me here.) “Not my circus, not my monkeys” is an … More Sadly, these ARE my monkeys
I am happy to have another story published. This is a Flash Fiction piece, published at 101words.com Here it is: Facing my Opponent Sweat cascades down my head as I peddle, one, two, three miles, uphill both ways. I race along on the treadmill to the beat of my iPod. My opponent’s picture, the one … More Facing my opponent
Like a good novel, real estate transactions are pushed by a ticking clock. The realtor pushes the client forward. No time to think, to research; deadline, timeline, sign on the dotted line. In a novel, the hero races against time to find the bad guy, to stop the bank heist, or kiss the heroine … More Real estate transactions are like thriller novels
My Blog followers and my Twitter followers have requested the recipe, so here goes: Irish Potatoes 2 lbs. frozen hash brown potatoes 1 tsp. salt 1//2 cup melted butter 2 Tbsp. minced onion 1/2 tsp. pepper 2 cups sour cream 1 can potato soup 1 cup grated cheddar cheese dash of parsley 2 Cups crushed … More The Famous Irish Potato Recipe – Get it here!
Another day, another kitchen disaster. I may have previously posted my mother-in-law’s Irish Potato recipe. If I haven’t, please leave a comment if you would like me to post it. Well long story short,I made the recipe early this morning without being sufficiently caffeinated. I decided to skip the crumbs on top that … More I can’t cook, but I keep trying
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