Thursday, October 14, 2010
Okay. so I am a quilter. But most of you already know that.
I also have a house I like to keep at least SEMI clean.
And that means dragging out the vacuum cleaner.
I have an internal vacuum system in my house, but also have a Golden Retriever, Winsten. That means the internal vacuum system gets all clogged up with dog hair.
So I drag out the heavy old regular vacuum, and begin.
I really do like the look of a freshly vacuumed house. It always seems to be nice and fresh, ya know?
I mean I like the LOOK of a freshly vacuumed house. I DO NOT LIKE to vacuum.
That's because there is always something that doesn't want to be vacuumed, and wants to live where it is FOREVER.
Like a thread on the carpet.
Now I don't know about you, but threads on the carpet are always difficult for me. Or rather, difficult for my vacuum cleaner.
It picks and chooses which thread it will pick up.
And in a quilt room, there are always lots of threads to choose from.
So I bravely enter the quilt room, vacuum cleaner roaring away, and attack the threads on the floor.
Oh, my, isn't the floor beginning to look nice!
My trusty vacuum cleaner is just going after those threads like a whirling durvish. My room is looking SO clean!!!
Except for that red thread over there.
I run the vacuum over it, knowing it will be gone.
Wrong. There it lies, just as though nothing happened at all.
Go over it again with the vacuum!
It is still there, smirking up at me and the vacuum cleaner.
Okay. Enough. Go over it from a different angle, and go over it several times.
It is there, mocking me and my engineered vacuum cleaner that is advertised to being able to suck up a bowling ball.
Grrrrr. Set the vacuum cleaner to its lowest setting, and run over that red puppy string a BUNCH of times!
Still, the obstinate red thread is there, clinging to the carpet with herculean strength.
I aim at it from a yet different direction, then try to go in at it from a circular direction.
I'm sweating like mad, the vacuum cleaner is roaring and getting hot, and the thread lies there, all innocent looking.
But I know better. That thread is NOT innocent at all. It is an evil menace. It is lurking there, waiting to trip me up or something. All three inches of it.
It is just THERE!
I try another couple of dozen times to run it down, but to no avail.
The thread is still there.
I'm exhausted, threatening to throw the vacuum out the window, and then I just give up.
I angrily shut off the useless vacuum cleaner, wrap the cord around it in a death grip, and shove it in the closet.
I slam the door to the quilt room, where that damned red thread is still lying on the floor, as if it has a right to be there.
I am NOT going in that room. I will IGNORE that stupid hated thread.
I will go find a cookie. That will fix everything!
I am forced to eat a cookie.
The thread makes me eat the cookie.
It is not my fault. I have been taken over by the red thread demon.
What's that you say?? "Why don't I just PICK UP the thread????"
If you are asking that question, then obviously, you must be a MAN!
Friday, October 08, 2010
Have you ever wondered how those people get in to be part of Obama's campaign speeches? You know, the ones who sit behind him and look like they are the nodding heads dolls?
Well, wonder no more. Here is your chance to become a TV actor! I find it interesting that they are looking for ACTORS and not "regular" people.
So I did a little investigating, and found out that sure enough, most of the time, they truly do use actors as their audience!! No pay, but you could at least get seen on TV, if that is your burning desire!
An actor who reads Campaign Spot passes along this interesting notice in Backstage.com:
PRESIDENT OBAMA TOWN HALL, MTV
MTV, BET and CMT are casting the audience for town hall meeting with
President Obama. Shooting Oct. 14, 4 p.m. in Washington, D.C.
Seeking—Audience Members: males & females, 18+.
To apply, email email@example.com and
put “Town Hall” in the subject line. To ensure that the audience
represents diverse interests and political views, include your name, phone number,
hometown, school attending, your job and what issues, if any, you are
interested in or passionate about. Also, provide a recent photo and
short description of your political views. Submission deadline: Oct. 14.
When you suspect the questioners have been pre-screened . . . well . . . there you go.
I love the “what issues, if any, you are interested in.” If you know nothing about politics and have no interest in any topic . . . eh, come along anyway.
Then again, maybe they just want to make sure they get the pretty people.
But you know, once I think about it, I have come to the belief that the only people at these talks who are NOT actors are the cameramen. Then again, they, too, are in the entertainment field.
I'll be glad when this tragic comedy of errors is Gone With The Wind and we can become AMERICA again.
Don't forget to vote! I can see November from my house!
Friday, October 01, 2010
Only 31 words --- Think about it
Isn't life strange? I never met one Veteran who enlisted to fight for Socialism
It is said that 86% of Americans believe in God.
I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE FLAG,
OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA ,
AND TO THE REPUBLIC FOR WHICH IT STANDS,
ONE NATION UNDER GOD,
INDIVISIBLE, WITH LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL!
If Muslims can pray in Madison Avenue, why are Christians banned from praying in public and erecting religious displays on their holy days?
Therefore I have a very hard time understanding why there is such a problem in having 'In God! We Trust' on our money and having 'God' in the Pledge of Allegiance.
I believe it's time we stand up for what we believe!
This is a photo of my DH, Ted. He is just one of our veterans.
I am very proud to be married to a Vet. I am very proud to be an American.
I will vote this year for the candidates of my choice.
I am asking each of you to VOTE.
If you are not registered, do so TODAY.
If you ARE registered, plan on voting your choices.
Voting is a PRIVILEGE, HONOR and DUTY.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Yep. That's right.
I bought myself a virtual monster truck.
I have a house full of uninvited guests. Two quasi-adults and three teenagers.
No notice. No phone call. Just showed up, all smiles and yelling "SURPRISE!!!", assuming that DH and I had been missing them or something.
These people are not relatives, and we didn't even know them all that well.
They just decided that vacationing in the beautiful Olympic Peninsula was a grand idea, and because I sent them a Christmas card, they had our address. Which, apparently, gave them cause to believe was an open invitation for an invasion.
I am going to use my monster truck to either drive away from my uninvited guests, or perhaps just simply run over them.
Either way, it would be good choice.
You may have noticed that I haven't been "on" much the past couple of days. Yesterday, not at all.
That's because I couldn't get on my computer due to the three rude teenagers who confiscated my computer. They were on it at all hours, including 4 A.M.
Of couse, they had to text message all their friends, play games or whatever.
I don't think they gave it a single thought that my computer was not here for their sole purpose of enjoyment. I mean, who would ever consider having a computer for reasons other than guests' entertainment??
I am starved for music where I can understand the words.
I want to watch my baseball games instead of "Can you Trick this Ride" or soap operas. I don't CARE who wins any reality shows either!
I feel badly for my catty girls, Meng Tsu and YeowLing. They are currently living full time under my bed. I wish I could join them.
Winsten is manic, and is barking and jumping around all over the place. He threw up on the living room rug because the kids thought he could eat off their plates the stuff they didn't want.
Speaking of food, I want a salad for dinner, with a piece of fruit after for dessert.
I want to throw away every single frying pan I have ever owned, and I want more than chips, dip, cookies, soda, pizza or Subway sandwiches.
One of these kids is a vegetarian, and I want to invite her to eat my over grown weeds down. After all, she IS a bit of a nag!! Always on people for what they are eating, their fat intake, and what "If you eat that, this is what you body has to go through to digest it:.............."
I do not want to ride in my car, going to Forks with three teenagers ever again. I want to go back to thinking Twilight is a lovely, peaceful time of day, and has NOTHING to do with vampires.
My hip pain is excrutiating, but the people living in my house right now don't seem to comprehend why I don't want to take them to the beach or tour Seattle.
Even without the hip pain, I still do not want to take them to the beach or Seattle, for that matter!!
I have no interest in playing paint ball with them, and even less interest in hoseing them down after they have played, and then winding up with a bunch of paint balled clothing in my washer.
I am 66 years old. I should be considered to be OLD! I should be granted peace and quiet. I shoud be looked upon as "The AGED ONE". I should be noticed that I am getting tired.
Mostly, I should be allowed to be CRANKY, and tell them all to get the hell out of my house and go HOME, where they belong, before it is necessary to put ME in a home for the criminally insane.
They made a noise this morning that they had to get all their laundry done so they would only be packing clean clothing "for their trip".
From their mouths to God's ears!!!!!
I'm looking for my Monster Truck keys!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Here we are, at the last day of summer. Did you have a good one?
Mine seemed to be filled with all kinds of injuries, beginning in Spring.
Let's see. I cracked my hip and pelvis, broke my finger and thumb, wrenched my knee out of place, experienced recurring nerve damage, and had my back keep me down for a week at a time.
On the other hand, I read some of my "Gotta Have!" quilt books that have been on the shelf for a couple years, got quite a bit of quilting finished, drove our guests up to Hurricane Ridge, walked Railroad Bridge Park, went photographing Dungeness Crabs, attended the sand carving festival, had fresh basil from the garden, entertained LOTS of company, went to the Quilt Show and Lavender Festival, cruised through the new Good Will store in town..........without buying anything!!!....watched some great baseball games, played Super Scrabble, went on a Mommy and Me trip to Las Vegas and won $1.85 from gambling, hiked Red Rock Canyon, saw Cirque de Soliel Mystique and The Lion King on stage, danced, laughed and had wonderful times with friends.
I am sure there is more, but I can't think of them right now.
All in all, a good summer, once I take a close look at it.
Now comes Autumn. And with it, some big changes.
The first Big Change is that I have agreed to be co-leader of my favorite SparkPeople.com team, Port Angeles and Surrounding Areas. That alone will bring big changes.
The first big change is that I have to turn myself into a good role model. That means I have to chart ALL of my food, do ALL of my workout stuff, including strength training, actually WEIGH IN and MEASURE each week, find more challenges for the team, and encourage more members to join us.
I am giving thought to what kind of challenges and social stuff we as a team, can do.
Our team has been drifting away for a while now, and it is my personal challenge to fire us up and get us all involved again.
The area we live in is spectacular, and finding stuff to do shouldn't be difficult. The difficult part will be getting the members to join in, since we have been inactive for several months now.
Got to find ENTHUSIASM!!! Any and all suggestions will certainly be welcome!
I will tell you about more changes tomorrow, the first day of Autumn.
Right now, I am encouraged by my strength and cardio workout I did today, along with honestly weighing in.
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