Monday, October 20, 2014

Running The Ball

They were going to run the ball.

The Giants knew they were going to run the ball.

Everybody knew they were going to run the ball.

With the league's top running back, behind one of the best offensive lines they've had in a long, long time, they were going to run the ball.

So, yeah, the Giants knew they were going to run the ball.

They still couldn't stop them.

On this night, in this game, DeMarco Murray became the first player ever to rush for 100 yards in the first seven games of the season,

breaking the legendary Jim Brown's record that had stood for 56 years.  That's something that not even Emmett Smith could do. 

Now, the league has been put on notice.  The Cowboys are going to run the ball.  But it won't matter  who knows.

You still won't be able to stop them. 

Friday, October 17, 2014

Facing Fears

Y'all would be proud of me.  Remember that phone call I blogged about a couple of days ago?  Well, after much shaking, sweating, and even some heart palpitations, I finally made it.  I got my house phone cut off.  I only have a cell phone now.  If you're a real person and you need my number, message me on FB or send me an e-mail and I'll send it to you.

Now, that doesn't mean I'll actually answer the phone if you call....  Hey, I told you my phone issues run deep.

The customer service rep was very nice, but she did try to talk me into keeping my phone.  I politely declined.  To make it up to her, I let her talk me into getting a faster DSL package.  Because she offered me a special promotional rate, it'll only be about $5 more than what I'm paying now.

After I took care of that, I got dressed and went to the post office.  Two of my least favorite things to do, and I did them both in the same day.  Y'all would be proud.

As if that weren't enough, when I left the post office, I went to Wal-mart -- which isn't one of my favorite things to do, either.  But since I was right there anyway, I figured I might as well get it over with.    Then I came home and baked a cake, watched three episodes of Criminal Minds, and finished the hat I was working on.

I had enough yarn to cast on another, slightly smaller, hat. 

And here, I'd thought I wasn't going to get much done today because I laid in bed until 8:00.  Let me tell you, when you normally get up at 5:00, that is such a luxury.

Your PSA for today:  Do not let your radiator run dry.  Your vehicle will not appreciate it.

Back when I was in college, I had a friend whose car kept dying on her.  She'd put it into three different mechanics, and they couldn't find anything wrong with it.  But it still kept dying.  Finally, her then boyfriend (now husband) asked her if she'd checked the water in the radiator.  Sure enough, it was dry.  Three different mechanics, and not one of them thought to check the water.  She didn't know, either.  When she was telling me the story, she said, "Did you know there is water in your radiator?"  Yep, I knew, because my Daddy taught me.

I had another college friend who absolutely burned her engine up because she didn't know she was supposed to check the oil.  Even back then, I didn't understand these dads who bought their daughters a car, and sent them off to school without teaching them even the most basic maintenance.

Finally, here's a little fall color to brighten up your day. 

Now I think I'm going to go eat a piece of that cake I made.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

For What It's Worth

For what it's worth, you can't cure cancer with herbal supplements.

You can't cure AIDS with essential oils.

You can't cure Ebola with Vitamin D.

And I'd be very leery the veracity of any information found on a site that claims you can.

While we're on the subject, the government did not mandate vaccinations in order to kill people off.  I mean, polio, measles, and smallpox were doing a much better job of that than any vaccination program has.  

So, let's use a little common sense out there, OK? 

Wednesday, October 15, 2014


It appears that my brief brush with popularity is over.  Checking my stats page,  I've gone from around 100 views per post,

back down to my usual number of between 15 and 20.  I'm not complaining, mind you.  I'm just wondering, what caused the sudden spike in views, and the just as sudden drop?  As far as I can tell, there was nothing special about those particular posts -- not even the one that got nearly 900 hits. 

No matter, I'm still here, and still blogging for my faithful readers. 

Another, but less interesting change, is that I'm finally planning on cutting off my house phone.  I never use it any more (except to find my cell phone from time to time), and I'm tired of paying for it.  I'm also tired of the political robocalls, but that's another rant for another time.  With the money I save by doing that, I think I can afford to upgrade my cable to the standard package.  Then I can watch Walking Dead with the rest of you -- except when the Cowboys have SNF, that is.

Speaking of the Cowboys, how bout them?  

I've also upgraded my data plan on my phone.  I got tired of having to be so stingy with using it-- or paying double if I went over.  The next plan up only cost $10 more, and gives me 3 gig of data, up from the 300 meg I was currently getting. 

The only problem I'm having now is that I can't cut off my house phone online.  I have to call them.  Those of you who know me also know that my telephone issues run deep.  Very deep.  Three days ago, I finally looked up the customer service number that I need to call.  But I still haven't called them. 

Like I said, my phone issues run deep.

Lastly, a bit of fun...I've discovered that you can shout "BEAT ARMY" at the end of any song, and it works.  Really, I've spent the last two days trying it out on every song I can think of, and it really does work.  Here, listen (imagine me singing...well, don't imagine me singing.  Imagine someone who can sing singing.)

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now I'm found,
Was blind, but now I see.


Or how about some Johnny Cash?

Because you're mine, I walk the line.
Because you're mine, I walk the line.

Still not convinced?  OK, how about some Proclaimers?

And I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door...

Go on, try it for yourselves.  Let me know what you come up with. 

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Monday, October 13, 2014

Rainy Days And Stormy Nights

It has rained all weekend long, and I do mean all...weekend...long.  And guess what...  it's still raining.  I moped around all weekend with the blahs.  I blamed the rain, until yesterday when I finally took my temperature.  99.8.  No wonder.

I decided discretion was the better part of valor and didn't brave the chilly rain.  I went to church on the computer, and just laid around the house all day.  I'd just laid around the house all day Friday and Saturday, so what was one more day?  I went to bed a little early last night.  I was all snuggled down under the covers, and just drifting off to sleep when the thunder crashed.  Loud.  Very loud. 

That, my friends, is when I discovered I have a 26" vertical leap. From a prone position.  Top that, LeBron.

The good news is, the rain is supposed to move off by morning, and it is going to cool off for the next couple of days. The bad news is, it'll only be for a couple of days.  It's supposed to be back up into the 80s by Friday. 

So, what did I do while moping around for three rainy days?  And I'm assuming you mean besides watching 12 episodes of Criminal Minds and 7 football games...Yeah, we won't talk about that.

I finally finished this scarf. 

I won't tell you how long ago I started it.  The point is, it's finished now.  The pattern is called Trekking Is For Necking, but alas, the website upon which I found it seems to have been taken down.  The yarn is Zauberball Crazy, but I don't remember which colorway since I lost the ball band. 

When I'd finished the scarf, instead of casting on something new, I picked up another half finished project. 

Yes, another hat.  This yarn is some my friend Sue sent me a while back when she was de-stashing.  It's Knit Picks Swish Tonal, which I can no longer find on their website.  I guess it's been discontinued.  They're bad about that. 

Speaking of yarn, you will be very proud to know that it is mid- October and I still haven't bought any yarn this year.  I know my knitting friends will scoff when I say this, but I still have plenty of yarn left. 

Do you think I could go another year without buying any? 

Friday, October 10, 2014

Dear Coworker

No, as a matter of fact, I have not forgotten where home is. 

It's right here. 

Hint:  it's the one in red. 

Thank you.

That is all. 

Thursday, October 09, 2014

Thor's Day Mayhem

After several weeks of relative peace, mayhem once again descended upon the plant -- and it came with a vengeance.  I mean, if something could go wrong, it did.

Well, not exactly.  The plant didn't burn down or get hit by a tornado, but short of that....yeah.  It was mayhem.

For a long time, I wondered why all the poop seemed to hit the fan on Thursday.  I think I finally figured it out. 

It's Loki.  The Norse god of fire and trickery.  Maybe that explains why he plays his tricks on the brazers.  You know, because we work with fire.  Never mind.  I'm tired.

Speaking of Loki, brazers get burned all the time.  When you melt metal for a living, it's just one of the hazards of the job.  While it's never pleasant, you kind of get used to it.  Still, every so often, something happens that makes even the strongest of us get all squicky.  

Shortly before lunch, Supervisor Ronnie called all the brazers together for a safety brief.  Earlier this week, one of the brazers on second shift was wiping the sweat from her brow, only she still had her hot brazing rod in her hand.  She ended up burning her eyelid and eyeball very badly.  They don't think she will have any permanent vision loss, but I can't even begin to imagine how much it hurt.

The lesson here is, if you work with very hot stuff, make sure you put it down before wiping your face. 

Wednesday, October 08, 2014

Blood Moon

I got up in time to see part of the eclipse this morning. I couldn't stay out and watch the whole thing, because I had to get ready for work.  From some strange, odd reason, watching an eclipse is not an excused absence.  What's up with that? 

That isn't my picture, oh, by the way.  My camera doesn't zoom nearly that well.  I copped it from a space website.

Anyway, I walked back out after I'd gotten ready, but by then, a dense fog had rolled in and I couldn't see any more.  I did get to see a little sliver of moon over the cotton field as I was driving to work, but that was all.

I'm not sure why everyone is freaking over the moon turning red.  I mean, every single total eclipse I've ever seen has made the moon turn red.  It has something to do with the refraction of the light through the Earth's atmosphere, or something like that.  I don't remember, but you can research it if you're so inclined.

Whatever, the point is, there is a perfectly logical, reasonable, scientific explanation for it.  It has nothing to do with the world coming to an end or anything.  

Oh, and while we're talking about the moon, I just got one more thing to say: 


Tuesday, October 07, 2014

Well, Dadgum

I was standing there at work, waiting to clock out.  I just happened to look down at my employee ID badge, and the photo of myself that was taken several years ago.  That's when it hit me. 

And I said, "Well, Dadgum it, I am a redhead." 

What with all the discussion of hair color, at some point, the question had to come up eventually, I guess.   "I thought you were blonde," someone said.  No, that color came out of a box, too.  "Well, what is your natural color?"

This is the most recent picture I have of Cody.  My natural color is about the same as this.  Gosh, it's been so long, I'd almost forgotten. 

By the way, I didn't take this picture.  One of his college friends posted it on Facebook, and I copped it from there.  It was taken in his school cafeteria. 

Speaking of Cody, next week is his 21st birthday.   I haven't bought him a single present.  I was going to make him some cookies, but that didn't happen.  Maybe this weekend.  Of course, it'll be late, but he ought to be used to that.  I'll text him...

Other than that, I pretty much got nothing today.  I had to go in early to get ahead on some really hard orders, so I'm a bit tuckered.  Back during peak season, when I was going in early every day, I could get used to it, but just going in early ever once in a while....that makes it rough. 

Basically, that's a long winded way of saying, I'm going to bed.


Monday, October 06, 2014

Red Headed Step Child

So, yep, I got brave and put the red on my head. 

This morning, I took my red head to work, and got lots of compliments on it.  I was told it was very becoming.  It will brighten up just a bit after I wash it, probably tomorrow evening.  I read somewhere once that if you wait 48 hours, the color will last longer.  Besides, my hair is so thick that if I washed it every day, it'd never dry.

Speaking of color, I started putting out my fall decorations. 

Only a week after I dragged the box out of the closet...I'm on top of things like that.

Look, I finished another scarf. 

It is made from Red Heart Gumdrop for both warp and weft.

Chocolate cake?  No, that's not a chocolate cake.  How did that picture get into my blog post?  

Good news, I think I have finally found my egg nog substitute.  

The recipe calls it Butter Beer, but it's not the same as the stuff from the Harry Potter movies.  It is very easy to make, and very delicious.  It tastes more like egg nog than any of the other substitutes I've tried -- even though you drink it warm.  Aaand it doesn't look like I'll be losing any weight this week.

Oh, look, more fall decorations.

There is still more stuff in the box, but I don't know if I want to dig it out or warp the loom.  So, I think I'll have a piece of cake. 

Friday, October 03, 2014

Taking The Plunge

I want to do something jolly with my hair.

I've been accused of being a red-head from the time I was 15.  I'd never really thought of myself as a ginger, but my grandpa said so.  I was visiting with my step-granny one Sunday morning before Sunday School, when Grandpa walked up and asked, "Did you put red highlights in your hair?"

No, I hadn't colored my hair at all.  That was its natural color. 

That was the first time I'd ever been accused of being a red-head, but it wasn't the last.  Even after I started coloring my hair, I'd been told I had red highlights.  No, sir, it's not red.  It's medium ash blonde.  Because that's what it says on the box.

Time goes by.  I didn't think much about my hair color, but sometimes I did think about it.  I wondered if I could pull it off  -- being a ginger.  This morning, I was watching Criminal Minds reruns on Netflix, and Garcia was suddenly a red-head.  I took it as a sign, so while I was in the store, I took the first step towards taking the plunge.

Buying the dye is one thing.  Actually using it is another.  So, what do you think?  Should I go red, or should I stay blonde?  Or light brown, as the case may be. 

I took another plunge yesterday.  I finally joined Instagram.  For anyone still under the same rock I was, Instagram is a photo sharing social media site.  You take photos with your phone, and they have these nifty little built in filters that add effects to your pictures. See, I took this picture of spider lilies in my front yard.

And applied an Instagram filter to it here. 

Cool, huh?  Here is a lovely shot of Rylea

made even lovlier by an Instagram filter.

And it only took one single click on my phone to make it happen.

As I was leaving for the store, I looked back and saw this.

Jesse says, "Why you go wifout me, Mama?"

Wednesday, October 01, 2014

My Day

My day started off with the following conversation:

Co-Worker:  Good morning.
Me:  Good morning.
Co-Worker:  How are you?
Me:  I'm fine.  How are you?
Co-Worker:  I don't know.

Me:  I don't know how to respond to that.

And the day just went down hill from there...Let's just say, I was glad when it was over.

One of my friends posted this on Facebook.

It is my blogging life in a nutshell.

My job, in case you haven't already guessed, is a bit of a no-brainer.  Once I get my order set up, I can put my hands on autopilot and let my mind go where it will. 

In my mind, I can write long, eloquent, interesting posts.

I can also have long, eloquent, interesting, imaginary conversations with all sorts of imaginary people who are totally impressed by my suavity and sophistication. 

But, eventually, I have to return to reality.  Put a real person in front of me, and I am struck dumb.  Sit myself down at the keyboard, and my mind goes blank.  Or I realize that my eloquence wasn't as eloquent as I thought it was.

So I sit here and stare....

And you end up with pictures of fish.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014


Says hi. 

I have a friend who calls this stage of life "mental pause".  Now that I'm there, I can understand the reasoning behind her colloquialism.  It's like my brain has quit working.  That is why, instead of a clever and witty post, you are getting a picture of a fish. 

And I'm going to bed. 


Monday, September 29, 2014

Off And On

I'm tired.

I stayed up way too late last night watching football.  The Cowboys had the Sunday Night Football game, wherein they dominated the Saints the entire game.  Then, as usual, I was too keyed up to fall asleep easily, so it was after midnight when I fell asleep. 

Time being the uncooperative entity that it is, 5:00 AM still came at 5:00 AM.  I wasn't out of bed for 10 minutes before I was eagerly anticipating getting back into bed at the end of the day.  Nevertheless, I have just enough wits left to give you a rundown of my weekend. 

Saturday was an absolutely beautiful day.  Partly cloudy, breezy, but just a bit too warm to open the windows.

Still, it was fallish enough to put me into the baking mood. 

Look!  Mini pumpkin pies!  I made six, and put five of them in the freezer.  The other one met its unfortunate demise in my stomach.  I still have quite a bit of pumpkin left, so I might make a few more pies, or I might try that pumpkin soup recipe. 

Well, sort of.  I view recipes more as suggestions.  I'll probably just pick the best parts of the several recipes and wing it from there.  There is one drawback with cooking without recipes, though.  When you make something really, really good, and can't remember how you did it.  Been there...

Just to cheer you up, here is a flower. 

OK, onward...

I finished the scarf I was weaving. 

Then I warped the loom for another one. 

This one is Red Heart Supersaver in Gumdrop for both warp and weft.  I like the way it is turning out. 

Finally, Squeaky has laid claim to a sweater piece that I'd tossed on the back of the love seat.  

"Dis mine nao.  You not getz it back." 

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Dear Church Member

Just FYI, the sound booth is not sound proof.  The entire congregation really can hear you talking away up there. 

Yes, we can.

Thank you.

That is all.

Friday, September 26, 2014

New Stuff

New Oreos. 

I wasn't that impressed.  They weren't very pumpkin-y or very spicy.  I probably won't buy another pack. 

New Hat:

I'd seen some of the players wearing this one last season, and I wanted one so badly.  I'm glad I finally found one in the Cowboys Pro Shop.  These NFL sideline hats are an investment, but they are so warm. 

New Necklace:  

The day after I ordered these, they put up a new necklace with matching earrings that I liked better.  Maybe Cody will get those for me for my birthday.  Which is coming up in about 7-ish weeks or so.  I have a wish list on Amazon.  I have several wish lists on Amazon.  Not that I'm hinting or anything.  November 11.

New Scarf On The Loom:

I used the solid pink for the warp, and the variegated for the weft.  I wasn't too sure how the colors would work out together, but I think it looks OK. 

I am declaring tomorrow to be a baking day.  I'm going to do some mini pumpkin pies, and maybe some sausage gravy pot pies.  If I have enough pumpkin left, I'm going to try that pumpkin soup recipe I found. 

Now, since I've made my intentions public, I might actually do what I'd planned. 

Thursday, September 25, 2014

About Like I Thought

Yep, today went about like I thought it would.  I slept in until 7:30 -- which may not sound much like sleeping in to some of you.  Trust me, when you get up at 5:00 every day, 7:30 is definitely sleeping in.  I had intentions of getting my heater fixed in my Jimmy, but as soon as I got up, I knew that wasn't going to happen.  Fall allergies have my sinuses on the war path, and I've kept a headache all day.  So, I didn't do anything. 

My biggest accomplishment of the day was getting my carpet vacuumed and shampooed.  Oh, and I watched six episodes of Criminal Minds. 

The good news is spider lilies are blooming!  It's finally Fall for real.  

Oh, and here is a lantana

and a zinnia, for good measure. 

You know, I used to take lots of photos, but I've kind of gotten away from it lately.  I need to take the camera out on another photo safari, like I used to do.

In the meantime, I just sit around knitting and knitting...I've picked Kyle's blanket back up. 

I've gotten several squares added to it, but we still have a long, long way to go.

Those aren't dirty spots in my carpet.  It's just still a wee bit damp from where I shampooed it.  Really.

I finally got started on my other cross stitch ornament. 

You can't really tell what it is supposed to look like right now, because it's just a jumble of colors at this point.  If you'll go to this post and scroll down to the bottom, you'll see what it is supposed to look like.

I had to set it aside, due to the aforementioned allergy headache.    Knitting is just easier on the old eyes. 


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