Thursday, October 1, 2009

WORD FOR THE DAY -EXECRABLE

Hello everyone,  It's been an interesting and good day here at Nana's house.   I stayed home today,  read beading books, beaded, ate, and just had a great day all to myself.    It was so nice to have a whole day just to myself;  I love peace and quiet.

I made a lovely beaded ring today; my first one.  I've tried and tried to read beading patterns, but for some reason my brain can't figure them out.    I keep trying, though, and today I was successful.  Of course, the project was an online video and I got to see the different steps.  It took me one hour to make a fifteen minute ring.  I think I rethreaded my needle at least ten times.  I'm ready now to make many more, in lots of different colors.

I was perusing the internet today and read Netanyahu's speech at the UN.  It was a good speech and when I read the part about the denials of the Holocaust by Ahmadinejad, I was very moved.  Netanyahu lost a lot of his family during the Holocaust.  It must be very frustrating to hear someone,  like Ahmadinejad, deny the Holocaust.  I sent Netanyahu an email.  I told him exactly how I was feeling and that I, as an American, support Israel and that I don't think he'll get much support from the present administration.  If I receive an email from him,  I'll let  you know.  (Right)

Well, it's time to leave the computer.  I've been on it most of the day, looking up one thing and another.  I could absolutely stay on it all day but I get a crick in my neck from looking through bifocals and I have to take periodic breaks.

I'll talk to you tomorrow; Fox news is waiting.  Be blessed, Pat

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

WORD FOR THE DAY - EXCULPATE

Greetings friends, another day of our lives has just about passed; they pass very quickly, the older I get.

It was very cool this morning, again; so nice.  I had to watch my great grandchild again today as the other grandmother had something come up.  That's okay; as I said yesterday, she's a joy to watch.  She was much more animated today than yesterday.  I got some really cute video of her on my camera which I'll put on iPhoto; they'll really show up there and I'll be able to hear what I said to her and hear  her trying to talk.

I was going to spend this whole day making jewelry, but I can do that tomorrow.  I did manage to find some components that I'll order to make Christmas jewelry.  I don't really want to make Christmas jewelry but someone asked me to and so I will; I like to keep my customers happy.

 I so enjoy my kitchen.  I have a dinette in it with eight large windows and I can see a lot of wildlife from these windows.  When we built our house, over thirty-three years ago, we placed it further back than the other homes so that when we looked from out bedroom window, we could see my neighbor's back yard, which is full of azaleas and dogwoods.  The first spring here, we looked out and thought we were in heaven.

When I look out of my kitchen windows, all I see is grass, garden, swimming pool and woods.   It's really a beautiful sight in the spring as there are numerous azaleas and dogwoods in the woods and on our back lot.  It's really pretty in the fall, also.  Years ago, I planted a sugar maple, at a strategic spot, for the express purpose of seeing the leaves turn in the fall.  It goes from tan to reddish to totally gold.  I wrote a poem about it years ago.  Would you like to read it?  Here goes.

                            The maple tree in my backyard
                            Is a beautiful sight to see
                            Its leaves are mostly gold
                            A lovely, golden tree

                            I planted this tree, so that I could look
                            From my kitchen window and see
                            In the fall of the year, the beautiful colors
                            That grace my maple tree

                             Each morning, as I look at my tree
                             Its leaves are fewer and few
                             Allowing me, to finally see
                             The shape of its limbs showing through.

                             When I look at my tree, one day I know
                             The leaves will no longer be there.
                              But I and my tree, know that Spring will return
                              And leaves, once again, it will bear.

                               So, I'll gaze from my kitchen window
                               At my beautiful maple tree
                               And anxiously await the spring of the year
                               When its leaves, once again, I will see.

I see from my notes that I wrote this poem at 12:30 PM on 11/15/96.   I can't believe it's been that long since I've written any poetry.  I was home schooling my granddaughter during this time.  I really loved doing it and loved learning new things but she wasn't too happy about it.  When we started doing poetry,  it seemed as if a door just opened in my mind and all of these words came pouring out.  I wrote a lot of poetry in 1996; I wonder why I stopped?  I think I ran out of things to write about.   I don't have time to write poetry these days, I'm much too busy doing other things.  My poems are not very eloquent, but that's okay.  I write what comes into my head.  I've aged since 1996 and think my poems would be a lot different now.

Well, my frozen entree beckons.  It's time to fire up the oven, slit the top of the container and cook on 350 degrees for thirty minutes.  I don't know yet what the entree will be.  I'll have to see what I'm in the mood for.  I'll eat a tossed salad with it and have a nice glass of iced tea, decaffeinated of course.  I ate my yummy chocolate pudding too late last night and didn't get to sleep until 1:00 AM.  I need to start taking my own advice.  Be blessed - Pat




                              
                            

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

WORD FOR THE DAY -EGREGIOUS

Hello readers, or reader.  It's a nice, cool day here in the mid-Atlantic region.  The temperature isn't supposed to go above seventy-five degrees today. Hooray!  I've been waiting and waiting for some cool weather.  I'm so tired of sweating, I don't know what to do.  I know women don't sweat, they perspire, but I believe you should call a spade a spade.  Summer temperatures hovering in the nineties, plus hot flashes, aren't conducive to being very comfortable.  I stay in the house most of the summer because of the heat, although this summer hasn't been as hot as others.  I can't even work in the yard any more, because after thirty minutes my face gets as red as a beet.   So, I pacify myself by doing things that I enjoy doing in my cold, cold home.  I keep my home around seventy degrees all year.  My husband and children are constantly complaining about it but I tell them to put on some more clothes and deal with it.
At least, with cooler weather right around the corner I won't have to "snake watch."

This  has been a great day.  My daughter and I watched her grand, and my great,  granddaughter until 2:00 PM when my daughter had to leave to pick up her son from school.  She takes my granddaughter with her and keeps until her mother picks her up after she leaves work.  It's so nice being around her.  She's a wonderful child; she hardly ever cries and smiles twenty-four seven.  She's six months old now and is growing so fast.  They're little for such a short period of time.  I want to be with her every chance I can and miss her when I don't see her even for a day.

I usually pick up my great-grandson after school and bring him to my house until time to take him home. He's a very precocious child.  At six years old, he thinks he knows it all.  He's a beautiful child, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and I adore him but  he really wears me out.  One thing I have noticed, though, watching both of them and having to be more active has made me feel better physically.  I don't even had to lift weights anymore because lifting, bending, running,  wrestling, etc., is enough exercise for me.    I feel very blessed to have such a wonderful family.

I've been "messing" with my beads this afternoon.  I took apart twenty necklaces I had made that I don't like anymore and I'll reuse the beads to make something entirely different.  Styles change and I want to keep up with them.  In retrospect, I see that my earlier designs look "dated".  That's definitely not what I want.  Even though I'm not that young, I want my designs look young.

How is everyone doing with the word of the day?  I hope you're looking the word up and trying to use it.   If you do, you'll be amazed at how things will starts to be easier to understand and how you will also be able to converse with confidence and your reading comprehension will greatly improve.

Well, its time to have dessert before it's too late.  I try not to eat anything after 8:00 PM  because the calories will be all fat calories.  Also,  anything chocolate is not good as chocolate has caffeine in it, which will keep you awake, plus it has lot of sugar.

Here's my idea of a great dessert:  one small container of either fat free or sugar free chocolate pudding, two tablespoons of "free" Cool Whip, two tablespoons of sugar-free Cherry preserves and four chopped almonds.  Mix all together and "masticate".  YUM!  YUM!

Hasta la Vista all - Pat

  







   

Monday, September 28, 2009

WORD FOR THE DAY - SPECIOUS

Greetings, sorry I spelled yesterday's word wrong.  It's supposed to be disingenuous.  I just thought I'd look it up and discovered my error.   I don't like to be wrong, but I guess it's good to be wrong once in awhile;  it keeps one humble.  

Today was a good day.  I went to Lowes and bought four Red tips and planted them between my house and my neighbors.  They will grow to be over thirty feet high if left unpruned.  I just googled this shrub to find it's real name, and found out that they are very susceptible to a fungus that will eventually kill them.  Oh well,  what's $73.00?  I guess I'll just have to see what happens.  Maybe they won't succumb to this blight.

I have a thirty-foot Japanese Maple in front of my house.  It's approximately thirty years old and is lovely.  However, the roots are very large and on top of the ground.  I can't plant anything there because of the roots and, of course, the shade.  I have a few ferns I've managed to plant, and they will do fine, but anything else is out of the question.  It takes forever just to dig a hole to put the plant in, because of the many roots surrounding the tree.   My husband doesn't want to cut it down, so I guess it's there for the time being.  I hope it eventually doesn't crack my walkway.

The air is starting to cool now and looking out of my living room windows into my backyard I've seen  lots of wildlife - doves, different birds, squirrels, rabbits, deer, fox, turtles, lizards, dogs and of course, the ubiquitous snake.

Last summer, my daughter opened the front door at night, when the porch light was out,  and screamed..."snake, snake in the house!"  I was in the room down the hall and, for some reason, ran and got four towels, rolled them  up and put them under each door in the hall, knowing that the snake had not had time to crawl that far.  We called the police and someone came out and helped us look for the snake but, of course, we couldn't find it.  My husband said that the snake had not come into the house, that it had gone back outside.  I think he said this so we wouldn't worry, but that didn't work.

My daughter, grandson and I spent that night in a motel room.  The next morning we returned to the house and looked again for the snake; we didn't find it.  My daughter and grandson went home and my husband I were left to look for the snake.  Or, I should say, I was left to look for the snake.  It was very hard to have to look around every step I took and very hard to try to go to sleep at night, even though I was pretty certain the snake wasn't in the bedroom.

A day and a half later, I was walking into the den and a movement caught my eye;  there was the snake by the fireplace.  I screamed and he started backing up, getting into a coil.  I slowly walked over to get the phone and called my husband and told him ..."I found it."  He responded..."found what?"  "I found the snake", I replied.  He was shocked.  He immediately came home, got his twenty-two rifle that he keeps on top of the entertainment center and shot the snake.  I don't know how this happened, but the bullet went into the snake and the snake only.  It didn't mar the floor or the wall.

I took the garden hoe that I had sitting on the chair in the den and my husband finished him off.   It was a garter snake,  five feet long.  Of course, we didn't know it wasn't poisonous.  It could have been since we have a swamp full of poisonous snakes behind our house.  I took a picture of it and have it on iPhoto.  I've sent this picture to lots of people and they are incredulous at the size of it.    I hope I never have to experience anything like that again.

Every time I step out of any of the doors in my home, I look first.  It's just something that I have to do.  I don't like it, but it has to be done to be safe.  I also watch where I'm stepping when in my yard.  I don't stay inside because of this.  I made up my mind that I was not going to live in fear of snakes.  Actually, they're more afraid of you than you are of them.  (Do you believe that?)   Do you see now why I like winter so much?

I guess I've bloviated long enough.  It's time to eat my frozen entree, spaghetti and meatballs - YUM!

See you all tomorrow - Nana  

WORD FOR THE DAY - DISENGENUOUS

Good morning readers, hope you all had a blessed Sunday and will have one today, too.

I went to town yesterday and bought material to make my great-granddaughter a Christmas dress.   I haven't undertaken anything of this magnitude in a while, but am looking forward to being creative with my sewing machine once again.    I put sewing off, but once I sit down at the machine, I really enjoy it.  It's very rewarding to take a piece of cloth and make a beautiful garment for a loved one, or anyone.  I used to make all of my children's clothing when they were small.  My daughter and son were the best dressed kids in town.

I once made my daughter a red gingham Christmas dress with a white pique pinafore, long with long sleeves.  When an acquaintance of mine saw it, she had three of the same pattern made for her three daughters, all different ages, out of the same fabric.   In retrospect, I should have gotten mad that she copied me, but I was to young to really be that concerned about it;  now, it makes me mad.

I still haven't gotten groceries.  That's really what I went to town for, but got sidetracked at the fabric store, the department store,  Pier 1 and Sonic.  Don't you just love Pier 1?  It's one of my favorite stores.  I wanted to go to Michael's but it was just too crowded.  I really don't need anything at this store anyway.  When I go there, I always buy things I don't need, but think I do.

I'll get groceries today, wash the Dupioni silk (yes, it can be washed) and the other fabrics I'll be using, so I can cut them out once I measure my great-granddaughter, who is extremely beautiful.  My great-grandson is also beautiful.  Aren't all grandchildren beautiful?  They are the  joy of my life.  I thank my granddaughter a lot for giving me two such beautiful great-grandchildren.  Of course, my daughter, son, granddaughter and grandson are also beautiful.    (I  think I need to give that word a break.)

My life is so busy.  On Tuesday and Thursday of each week,  my daughter and I babysit the great-grands.  It can be tiring at times, but well worth it.  This way I'll be able to spend some quality time with them.  They grow up so fast.  I can remember holding my daughter, rocking her and thinking...'I really need to enjoy every minute with her because, when I turn around, she'll be grown.'  Now, she is grown, has children of her own and grandchildren, too.  Where does the time go?

Time to watch the news and see what's happening in the world.  Please pray for America; we're very close to becoming a socialist country.

Have a wonderful day.  Pat