Bits & Pieces

I just spent 3 of the most frustrating hours on the computer!  About enough to make a person give up. I hate Facebook. I thought it would be nice to keep up on what my children and friends are doing but now apparently someone on Facebook thinks I am a man because I am getting all these, let’s say less than nice offers. My email box is filling up with them. I tried to contact the administrators of Facebook…….forget it! There is NO WAY to contact them…unless I can find out their private email addresses.  Hmm

Then the rest of the time I spent trying to get Google to accept my blog address into its search engine so I might attract more readers. I am an old lady, I do NOT KNOW what Meta Tag or DNS is. Well, I do know what HTML is but still could not make it work. Arrrgh. I think I will go play my MMPRPG and kill stuff! Heh

Several hours later: okay I feel much better now. Was thinking about my father today. He was born in Mississippi and a staunch Southern Baptist. He was very stern, but had a great sense of humor and was quite a handsome man. He had a lovely singing voice and sometimes in the evenings we would all sit around and sing. Lots of different songs, popular and country and especially gospel. He took me hunting with him and taught me to shoot.  He took me fishing, as well. He called me “Butch” until I grew up and then he called me “Duchess”. I remember one time when we were fishing for sunfish, and it was so quiet and the little creek was running softly and it was warm in the sun. Suddenly my Daddy said “Run for the fence”. And when Daddy said to do something, you did it, no questions asked. I ran for my life and when we got to the fence, Daddy threw me over it and climbed right behind me….just in front of the bull! Whoa. And it was not Ferdinand, either. It was a very big black bull. I had to leave my fishing pole and my fishes but Daddy went back and retrieved everything later.

You know my Daddy has been gone for many years now but it is so nice to have all these memories I can look back and smile at. I remember lots of good times. How marvelous it would be if you could just remember the good times and filter the bad ones out. Unfortunately your memory seems to be neutral, letting all kinds of things slip through. Now there is something to research a little, why does your memory do that?  Why does a sound or a smell or a sight, trigger a memory? Off to the internet!

Ok, sometimes it can be a real frustrating mess (as I earlier ranted about)  but others it can be so informative and exciting and really fun. I don’t mean the chat rooms and the social networks, but just researching different things. I can research my ancestors, look at museums, see history in action and watch live web-cams of aquariums and zoos. A g-many-times-grandfather was born in 1648? What was happening in the world in 1648…look it up on the internet…it’s there! And Google images, there are some for 1648. How fascinating is that?

The thought for the day:  All of us have moments in out lives that test our courage. Taking children into a house with a white carpet is one of them.   Erma Bombeck


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Accidental cleaning

Have you ever accidentally cleaned? I went looking for a computer CD I just knew I had in a box somewhere and ended up on the floor with three boxes and computer CD’s all over the place. Lots of them were old and out-dated but several were backups and clipart and stuff you want to keep. Never mind that it probably won’t run on my computer, it’s stuff I want to keep. Two broken fingernails and three hours later, I had everything re-organized and yes, I did find the CD I wanted… eventually. But I had not planned to do that with my day.  

As Robert Burns said in his poem To a Mouse “The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men / Gang aft a-gley.” So true!

 Have to chuckle a little whenever I watch our local news. One of the anchors is named Kira Klapper and she introduces the weatherman Cort Klopping who is filling in for Kurt Kyhper. You remember that famous skit with Johnny Carson and Sgt. Friday (Jack Webb) about the Clapper Caper? Laugh every time I see it! 

Met a lady in the grocery store the other day who was buying salt for canning. We got into a conversation about how nobody really does any canning anymore. If you ever did canning, you can remember the sense of accomplishment and pride you had as you looked at the rows of jars stored in the pantry: green beans, beets, asparagus, peaches, pears, cherries, etc., etc. What a lot of work! But how very satisfying. And that makes me think of other things we did long and long ago. I remember when my babies were born, I made the diapers. Yep, bought muslin and sewed the diapers for the babies. We lived in a cold climate and when I washed them and hung them out on the line, I remember bringing in stacks of stiff, cold diapers that had to warm up before I could fold them!  

This is Rodeo Week in our town. The biggest 3-day rodeo around. The whole town gets into the act and everybody is supposed to dress Western. What? The town normally dresses western…this is a cow town. Oh, maybe not so much anymore, we are getting more and more folks who are not ranchers, horsemen, or cowboys. During the Roundup Parade, they used to run a herd of ‘wild’ horses down the streets. Not really wild, the rodeo horses. Anyhow, can’t do that anymore because some people do not know how to act around this kind of thing and might get hurt. Bah. Anyhow, they have 11 days of events going on, like cowboy poetry, western movie at the theater, downtown chili-cookoff, street dance, stick-horse rodeo for the kids and lots of fun things. On Sunday they have a Cowboy Church Service.  Do you remember street dances? They block off part of the main street and usually have a live band and you can dance to your heart’s content. I loved to go to the dances!   

Well I notice I am just rambling today, not ranting. I must be feeling mellow. *grins*  

Wisdom for today: Lord, keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth!

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My Love-Hate Relationship with my Computer

Ok, I admit I resisted moving into the technology world until I found out no one knew what a typewriter was anymore and if you could not put “computer-literate” on an application for a job, you might as well forget it. My son brought the creature into the house one day, sat me down in front of it and said “it won’t hurt you, mom”.  I will let you in on a little secret: computers are sentient! They KNOW when you are afraid of them! Thus began my love-hate relationship. 

One day my computer is being very nice, letting me surf into many new and interesting worlds. I took a trip to the Aquarium in Chicago and a virtual tour of the Egyptology Museum in Cairo! Was looking for Christian clip-art and found myself watching whales off the coast of Australia. Links are exciting!

And then, Dr. Jekyll showed up…or was it Mr. Hyde? Or both?  My Internet Explorer was telling me it could not open the website I wanted and by the way, there is a website link even now that I used before for years and can’t open now. *sigh* It was also telling me that my Microsoft Word was ‘not responding’ and if I did not get this web-protection program that was flashing at me immediately, my computer would detonate in 30 seconds. As if that was not enough, all my photographs disappeared and my email crashed. My monitor was blank.

Calling the technician right away was not too helpful as it was extremely difficult to understand him as I do not speak Hindi. I asked him to email the answer and I think I got that request across.  Anxiously awaiting my email response and hoping I could get my email to work, I sat at the computer tensely. A few minutes later, the email appeared and my answer showed up: I could not understand your explanation of your problem. Perhaps it started when you turned computer power button ON?

Ok, so the poor tech guys do get some strange phone calls: “It says press any key. I can’t find the ‘any’ key”.  Customer: “I don’t want one of those systems based on the cellulite processor.” “I’m in 386 enchanted mode.” And the best one is the email I got yesterday:  I had a problem yesterday, so I called Eric, the eleven year old next door, whose bedroom looks like Mission Control and asked him    to come over. Eric clicked a      couple of buttons and solved the problem. As he was walking away, I called after     him, ‘So, what was wrong? He replied, ‘It was an ID ten T error.’ I didn’t want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired, ‘An, ID ten T error? What’s that? In case I need to fix it again.’ Eric grinned…. ‘Haven’t you ever heard of an ID ten T error before? ‘No,’ I replied. ‘Write it down,’ he said, ‘and I think you’ll figure it out.’   So I wrote down:  ID10T   I used to like Eric, the little turd.

 And so the battle continues………………..I wonder why I have so many ID10T  errors? 

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WHAT did he say?

Time editor says burning Bibles OK, but not Qu’rans……..  Times Bobby Ghosh explains on MSNBC that burning Bibles is OK since it is a book written by men, but burning the Koran is a terrible offense since the Muslim holy book was written by God. 

Time Magazine World editor Bobby Ghosh, who explained to MSNBC Todd that burning a copy of the Qu’ran was “much more inflammatory than burning a Bible”

Quote: “The thing to keep in mind that’s very important here is that the Koran to Muslims, it is not — it is not the same as the Bible to Christians. The Bible is a book written by men. It is acknowledged by Christians that it is written by men. It’s the story of Jesus. But the Koran, if you are a believer, if you’re a Muslim, the Koran is directly the word of God, not written by man. It is transcribed, is directly the word of God. That makes it sacred in a way that it’s hard to understand if you’re not Muslim. So the act of burning a Koran is much more — potentially much, much more inflammatory than if you were to burn a — burn a Bible.”

EXCUSE ME? WHAT PLANET IS THIS GUY FROM? I was always taught that the Bible was the Word of God! And this is an editor of Time World Magazine?  Someone needs to have a long talk with this ol’ boy!

 I should learn to never be surprised at what I see or hear any more. This new communication style of texting. Forget teaching spelling in school any more. My friend and I were discussing this at lunch yesterday and that no one uses the telephone anymore to talk to people. Everything is Texting, or social sites like Facebook. People are beginning to get completely away from communicating directly face to face. What will happen when you can no longer “read” body language, or look someone in the eye? Will we all end up in our lonely rooms, surrounded by technology, never to hear a human voice again? There’s a science fiction story in the making! Idk whut do u thk? Oh I just had a chilling thought: can you image the old classics or Shakespeare translated into TEXT? 

Speaking of which, I am not reading old classics but I do have lots of books and I do read quite a bit. I have rather eclectic tastes in what I read but I have “phases” where I read a lot of the same genre. Right now I am reading Mystery and Romantic Suspense. I am trying out new authors while also staying with the old favorites. I was just wondering when the F-word became an adjective? It was always my impression that people who used profanity did it because they weren’t smart enough to think of any other words to put in its place. One would think that published authors would not have trouble finding words. At any rate, not wanting to waste my time reading that kind of “stuff”, I usually throw the book right on the get-rid-of-pile. I am also saddened to see that some of my old favorites are resorting to using this language, I suppose in order to be more modern? At any rate, those books go on the get-rid-of pile too, albeit reluctantly. 

On the same subject, some movies can’t be tolerated and TV is really becoming the “vast wasteland” someone once called it.  I think there are only three shows I can actually watch and enjoy. NCIS, Harry’s Law and CSI, although I do miss Grissom. Lol 

OK, older generation wisdom today:  You know you are getting older when everything either dries up or leaks.

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Found the most fun site today, it has you take a little test and then describes your personality. I know, I know, there are so many of these out there but this one really nailed me right on the button. Try it and see what you think.   While I am on the subject of websites, here is another one I quite like They have answers and advice on just about everything! 

 Had my ears pierced at the Beauty Shop, full of young girls. Got two piercings in each ear and felt real bold until they suggested I get another piercing or two, maybe one in my boob and one in my navel? I looked at them and said “well, I would only need one piercing, as they are both in the same place”. Another perk of getting older. Well that story probably embarrassed both my children extremely.

 I’d like to tell you about my children. They are of course, all grown up with children of their own. My daughter is now a grandmother, as well.  My daughter worked at the public school in her neighborhood teaching autistic children. We had the chance to observe during one of our visits to the state where she lives. I have to tell you, my daughter is an awesome woman. She has so much compassion and caring and just fills me with pride and awe that she is my daughter. She is also very talented. She is a scrap-booker and teaches classes on that. It always amazes me what she can do with that and the creations she can make. I was a free-lance graphic artist and copy writer long and long ago, but with today’s graphics online, not much call for hand drawings. Anyhow, scrap-booking is beyond me! She has two boys and a girl and one of the boys has a two boys and a girl. 



My son is a pilot, not only a pilot, but a good pilot.  When he was in the Air Force he kept complaining that every time they had a visiting General, he had to be the one who took him up in his plane. I told him they wanted to make sure the General got back safely!  He now flies for UPS and flies the MD111, the largest cargo plane in the air. Just looking at pictures of it makes my mouth drop open. It is huge. I don’t know how it stays up. This is the kid I could not keep away from or out of the river when he was little and we went camping, so I tied him to the camper with 30-ft of clothesline rope. My rope does not reach as far as the cockpit of that plane.  😦 He has a boy and a girl. 

And I am always complaining that they live too far away from me. My friend got me signed up with Skype so at least I can talk to them and see them. Except I have my qualms about talking on a video phone and letting people see me at any time. You know, just out of bed with bleary eyes and a coffee cup wondering who and where you are because you have not had any coffee yet? Makes me a little leery, it does.

Today’s shot of cowboy wisdom: Worry is like a rockin’ horse. It’s something to do that don’t get you nowhere.




 ps I hope I learn how to do this one of these days… 





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Tuesday’s child

Today is Tuesday and for some reason it reminded me of that old fortune-telling song about children: 

Monday’s child is fair of face, Tuesday’s child is full of grace, Wednesday’s child is full of woe, Thursday’s child has far to go, Friday’s child is loving and giving, Saturday’s child works hard for a living, But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day Is bonny and blithe and good and gay. 

This rhyme was first recorded in A. E. Bray’s Traditions of Devonshire (Volume II, pp.287-288) in 1838 and was collected by James Orchard Halliwell in the mid-nineteenth century.

I wonder if it really does tell you what you will have to go through. I was born on a Thursday and I guess I have gone pretty far! I always thought it was a pretty sad poem anyhow, only Sunday’s child has a good fortune.

My mother was always quoting the Proverbs, you know, like “Haste makes waste” and oh I will NEVER forget the one about the task: “If a task is once begun, never leave it ‘til it’s done. Be the labor great or small, do it well or not at all”. I always said ok not at all, but that never worked. I don’t think that is a Proverb but one of my mother’s Proverb. Lol.  Speaking about my mother, she was the original lady. She always looked as if she had just stepped out of a bandbox as they say and she never cussed that I knew of. On the other hand, my father had a vocabulary like a mule-skinner and guess who I learned the most words from! I really tried hard to be a lady like my mother but sometimes when you are cornering a hinky horse, trying to get a rope on it, being a lady is not at the top of my concerns. The language I learned from my daddy did not really help but it made me feel better! lol

The reason for my thoughts today is that as I said earlier, my daughter and I are searching genealogy. Incidentally, my daughter has a blog about her grandchildren Stop by for a visit. Anyone with grandchildren will get a laugh or two! Back to genealogy: have discovered so far that I had a great I-don’t-remember-how-many-times grandfather who fought in the Civil War on the Confederate side and died in a Yankee Prison. Also, the same number of greats grandfather who fought on the Yankee side and was a hero, mustered out with a veteran’s pension and had 13 children! Since my daddy was from Mississippi and my momma was from Illinois, this makes sense! I remember mother telling me that when she and my daddy first got married and he took her to meet his family, everyone kept saying, “here comes Jack and his damn Yankee bride”. She was quite upset but daddy told her, honey down south damnYankee is one word!

Have also found out lots of interesting stuff and some is quite surprising! If you have a lot of time, you should try it. What happens is one thing leads to another and suddenly you have spent hours on the computer. It is addicting to say the least.

I decided not to rant about anything today, even though I have been reading the newspapers. Yes I still read newspapers. Does anyone else? I don’t watch the news a lot because everything is so depressing. It would be nice if they had a happy ending story once in a while.

Quote for the day: A pun is the lowest form of humor, unless you thought of it yourself. Doug Larson

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Was outside enjoying another Spring day and looking at all the flowers and wildflowers, poppies, lupine, goldenrod, black-eyed susans and violets. Suddenly I was in the third grade again on a field-walk with my teacher, Miss Georgia Brown. (yes, that was her name and I do remember it.) Miss Brown was something of a naturalist and took her third-grade class on field-walks when the weather was nice. I learned the names of birds, flowers, butterflies and anything that crawled or crept by. We collected cocoons and watched butterflies hatch in our schoolroom.  I still remember a lot of names to this day. I really believe that she was one of the Great Teachers who shaped our young lives. I always had an affinity for animals, but she taught me a lot about nature. I also liked to read and one day, Miss Brown gave me one of her Very Own Books, a Trip Down the Amazon. I was thrilled. I can’t tell you how many times I read that book and how many years I kept it but it was one of the most special gifts I ever received. I wonder how many teachers today are affecting our children like she did. I know there are some really good teachers out there and I sincerely hope they touched my children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren in this way. 

Received an email the other day that is going around the internet with some very interesting facts:   Did you know … As you walk up the steps to the building which houses the U.S. Supreme Court you can see near the top of the building a row of the world’s law givers and each one is facing one in the middle who is facing forward with a full frontal view … It is Moses and he is holding the Ten Commandments! Did you know….as you enter the Supreme Court courtroom, the two huge oak doors have the Ten Commandments engraved on each lower portion of each door and as you sit inside the courtroom, you can see on the wall, right above where the Supreme Court Judges sit, a display of the Ten Commandments?  Did you know….Every Session of Congress begins with a prayer by a paid preacher, whose salary has been paid by the taxpayer since 1777.  How then, have we gotten to the point that everything we have done for 220 years in this Country is now suddenly wrong and unconstitutional? Let’s put it around the world and let the world see and remember what this great country was built on The Holy Bible and belief in GOD!  I don’t know who wrote this so I can give them credit but I do know I agree whole-heartedly.

A Fact I and jillions of other grandmas knew all along! Hot Cocoa is GOOD for you! I receive the WebMD newsletter and there was an article in it about cocoa. Quote “In addition to decreasing blood pressure and improving blood vessel health.. resistance to the hormone insulin, which helps regulate blood sugar, favorably dropped among people who consumed flavonoid-rich cocoa, compared to people in comparison groups… Further, consumption of flavonoid-rich cocoa did not change triglyceride levels of study participants or make them obese.” Eric L. Ding, PhD, of Harvard Medical School says the apparent health benefits come from polyphenolic flavonoids in cocoa that have the potential to prevent heart disease. Flavonoids are antioxidants that are commonly found in fruits, vegetables, tea, wine, and coffee.  Whoopee! (oh, they didn’t mention the whip cream? or cookies..)

Time to rant again. Have you seen those commercials about owing the IRS income tax? They owe $50,000 and settle for $3500? That just makes my blood boil. I started working when I was 15 and I paid my income tax for all the years I worked and that was a goodly number of years! I paid my income tax because it was the law and the right thing to do and although I griped right along with everyone else about doing it, I did it. It is just (not fair, oops, wrong words….life is not fair) wrong that people who make so much money they have huge amounts of income tax debt can ‘settle’ for less.

Ok, on a lighter note:  A young lady is terribly overweight, so her doctor puts her on a  diet.  “I want you to eat regularly for 2 days, then skip a day, and
repeat this procedure for 2 weeks. The next time I see you, you’ll have lost at least 5 pounds.” When she returned, she shocked the doctor by losing nearly 20 pounds. “Why, that’s amazing!” the doctor said, “Did you follow my instructions?”  She nodded, “I’ll tell you though, I thought I was going to drop dead that 3rd day.”  “From hunger, you mean?”, asked the doctor.”  “No, from all that skipping.”

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