Through My Kitchen Window

As I washed the morning's dishes(don't expect to hear that a lot) I looked up.  I had forgotten the variety before me.  The blurriness is from the screen on the window, but it did not detract from the beauty of it.  I stopped washing dishes, grabbed the camera and began to snap pictures.

Charme was grazing green we did not have a few short days ago.

and the boys were dancing.

I was ashamed that I had forgotten the beauty

surrounding me.

Sometimes we become indifferent to what we have.

Today I remembered

and I was thankful while doing dishes.

My Mother's Lesson

Mom was quite a unique lady.  Talented but tested, she tried to remain our rock.

One of my favorite tales of Mom's less than subtle lessons to the family was how she dealt once and for all with Dad's impatience.

Mom was old school and cared for the family with no complaints, well, rarely any complaints.  When a trip was planned Mom's self appointed job was to ready the family.  Dad was always dressed and ready first since Mom laid out his clothes.  Mom then proceeded to dress three daughters and saved her preparation for last.

On this occasion, Dad was impatient to get on our way, he was ready, the children were dressed, what was the holdup??  That is when he decided to make the mother bear of mistakes by honking the truck horn.

Mother, having reached her wits end, promptly placed her hat on her head and grabbed her purse and joined the family in the truck, buck naked! 
Needless to say, Dad was shocked speechless.  We children were too young to notice anything out of the ordinary.

Mother quietly explained that preparing four people for departure left her little spare time to prepare herself.  If Dad was ready to go, then she was ready to go.

Dad NEVER honked the horn again.

Three-fifty AM...

Merely catching up on my reading and my commenting.  I had not planned this.  My dilemma of the hot feet and hands are driving me to wakefullness.  Short-tempered, hot-footed inability to sleep wakefulness.  I really don't like this because the time grows closer to entering the world of the working people.

Hoping I do not stumble through my day in a foggy lack of sleep dream...my poor customers will suffer.

I, in desperation, made a detailed list of what was bothering me to take to the emergency room.  The hot feet thing is getting the best of me!  I run cold spring water in the tub, cool the feet and hands and try to reenter slumber land...no luck.  I lay listening to hubby snore and count all the ways I could stop that sound but try none of them.  He will wake refreshed not realizing the danger surrounding him in the wee hours of his morning.

I did not go to the emergency room.

I am seeking a Shaman who makes house calls.  I need a cure!

"Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

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Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

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Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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I do not think this is what Dylan Thomas had in mind

but it sure seems to fit.

Curses be the alignment kings!

and after the night/day I have had.

I wonder why I embrace technology

when I could hug a tree,

or an animal.

I wanted to complain in left alignment.

It seems so much more serious that way!

I have no left alignment but thank you, I am in justify!  That holds some poetic justice.

Early this morning, Andrew told me, after I went to bed my desk top died.  Not really died, I have not called time of death yet but as blue as it is, I do not hold out much hope. 

Blue page hell, that is where I have been!  You can hold what I know about computers in one tiny hand.  I was lost.  I F2ed and F12ed and shut down and rebooted and shook the tower a couple of times.  I ran tests, I kept trying but all that remained of my loyal desk top was the blue of blues.

I worked from three am til seven am this morning...there was my relaxing weekend!  I have never seen so many things inside my computer.  I did not even know how to get there or that these things were there.  I gallantly tried to revive my very blue screen.  Restore held no magic because I could not get there.  Nothing but blues and blue.

Enough of that!  I loaded up my lap top that never did act right, loaded up my basic router that Wal Mart Man told me I needed, took my disgusted, short tempered, out of patience receipts back to wally world by eight am this morning.

I was prepared to do battle if necessary to complete my mission and restore my electronic kingdom.  This may sound a little dramatic but that was what I was after no sleep and no success at CPR(computer programming resurrection).

First you get stickered at the door then you go to the service desk, then you go to electronics so you can return to the service desk.  I did the door sticker, the service desk, and on to electronics.  The man who finally came to help me went over that laptop with a fine-toothed comb.  He examined the screws on the battery department and would have opened it to see if I had stolen the battery if he could have found the tool.

Needless to say, this seemed like an insult to my integrity.  I sucked it up and played good.  I did not enquire about his actions.  I did not take personal affront over his lack of trust, I know it is his job...Man, that was hard to do. I think y'all may know how difficult it is for me to keep my mouth shut.  I played nice, Mama woulda been proud.

After meeting the stamp of approval and having my "you are a thief" label removed, I asked for help...yes, I asked for help.  Explained my dilemma and talked of the problems with the lap top.  This man had never seen that before so we should all feel good.  We could find no solutions because this problem never existed until I screwed up the laptop!

Anyway, with assistance I am now the proud owner of an All-in-one Dell Inspiron One computer.  No tower!!!  It is all built into the screen.  Amazing!  I am enthralled, excited, elated and tired!  This costs about one fifth the price of my first computer.

Computer is up and running smoothly.  All hooked in to the Internet, on line, surfing, emailing, posting and downloading pictures. 

I have a new plan now!  Plan A and Plan B actually.  If I can find someone to repair my tower so I can recover some of my stuff(lost pictures) that will be the noise room computer and this fine baby will become my wireless in the quiet part of the house.  B...if not, a wireless far reaching router and a lap top will be purchased.  Then we will try this again.

I Missed The Eclipse...

but I was mooned.

in more ways than one.

The great frog hunt is a recurring event around the water garden.  Squig keeps thinking, this time I WILL catch that frog.

That elusive frog must first be flushed outta hidin'.

The hunt is on!

Squiggy is sometimes joined by Lil

if she can leave her stick unattended.

The day grows light.

Squiggy-zero

Frogs-one.

That will not deter the Squiggster,

tomorrow night,

same time,

same channel.