Thursday, March 31, 2011

About Daylight Savings Time

Is this why Arizona never changes to Daylight Savings Time?

This was sent to me in an email today. I thought I'd share it with you. Can't tell who the artist is or I'd share that with you too!~Ames

Alphabe~Thursday "Y" is for Spinning Yarns and Weaving Tales

Hello friends of AlphabeThursday. We are winding down the alphabet with the letter "Y" this week.  I may be one of the very last to contribute but please  don't forget to stop by Jenny's blog (off on my tangent) and read all about the letter "Y". You can get there by clicking here:

now on to my contribution.....
Spinning Yarns and Weaving Tales

I often heard this phrase as I was growing up, mostly from my grandparents when they would read to us from a lengthy adventurous story book, or when they would make up a story of their own around the campfire.

I never grew up reading books by Dr. Seuss. Oh they were read to us in school, and frankly I always thought the stories never made any sense. Who would ever eat green eggs and ham? Nonsense just didn’t hold my attention.
Photo credit: EBay

No, my stories were exciting and adventurous. My parents always brought home books like the “Best in Children's Books.” My parents or grandparents would read to us until we were old enough to read on our own. Sometimes I had the feeling that they enjoyed the stories just as much as we did. After a chapter was completed and the lights were turned out, my sister and I would discuss the stories before falling asleep and dreaming as though we were in the story.

These books were packed full of wonder. Each one had a variety of tales and we were never bored with the same stories night after night. These stories stimulated our minds; The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, Daniel Boone, Robinson Crusoe, The Emperor’s New Clothes, Sir Lancelot Knight of the Round Table, Marco Polo’s Travels and many more. And best of all, at the end of every book they would take you to a new faraway place that we had never heard of like; Lets visit Yugoslavia, Lets visit Brazil, or Lets visit Indonesia and so on.
My childhood Yarns and Tales were magical, mysterious and magnificent! I think this is why I am such an avid reader. These same stories were passed down to my own daughter, and I also believe it is why my daughter and my grandsons are such voracious readers. Oh don’t get me wrong, my grand’s still play video games, but they would just as soon curl up with a book. There aren’t too many children that ask to be taken to the Library these days, and it’s a shame. Reading is a wonderful and relaxing pastime.

Read and Expand a mind!


Sunday, March 27, 2011

Saturday Centus #47~A Nursery Rhyme

Great News! I am the proud grandma of a sweet little grandaughter. With six wonderful grandson's in tow, she truly is a special delivery. And thanks to the good Lord, my daughter pulled through and both are doing well!

Saturday Centus is a creative writing meme that I have enjoyed participating in over the last few months. It is hosted by my friend and yours, Jenny Matlock, over at her blog (off on my tangent). There's a great bunch  of people over there cranking out some very creative short stories. And I mean short! Jenny gives us a prompt and up to 100 words to create a short short story. This week the prompt is: "I'm not a chicken" and is in pink bold in honor of my new grandaughter. After you read mine, why don't you cyber hop on over and check out some more creative stories by clicking here:

And now....In honor of my natural nesting instincts, I decided I would dedicate this post to all the grandma's out there, and the old farts they live with.

A Nursery Rhyme
Dear lord please help me, this old man is in the way.Just let him see a NASCAR race on the television today.
Dear Lord this I ask, his energy could you zap?While I complete my task, may he enjoy a nap?

“Listen here old fart; don’t you have something else to do?

That stuff is for the baby, and none of it’s for you!”

“My patience is wearing thin, so wipe off that silly grin.”

“Chicken? I’m not a chicken, and your dare won’t make me taste,

that tube of stuff you are licking, is what they call butt paste!”


Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Alphabe~Thursday "X" is for "X"-ray

Hi all! This is going to be a tough one for sure. Jenny is ticking off those letters, and she's saved the hardest for last! Ha ha! So you guessed it! This Thursday is about the letter "X". What the heck can you say about the letter "X" ? Well why don't you stop by Jenny's blog (off on my tangent) and see? You can click here to go there. Yes you can get there from here:

but first here's my contribution, though short it may be.....


“X” is for “X”-ray

In 1895, Wilhelm Conrad Röntgen discovered x-rays. Quite by accident.

In 1901 it earned him the Nobel Prize.

I wonder if he envisioned the potential?

X-rays can reveal so many things!

Bella Has a New Home

I had made a few references in a couple of comments on different blogs about how a friend of a friend had dropped a puppy off on my daughter.

When she came home one afternoon four grands were all over this puppy.

"Isn’t she sweet?" They would say with that “Can we please keep her?” look.

My daughter groaned.

They had to put their last dog, George, down. He was real sick for a long time and wasn’t responding to treatments. The entire family was grieving, especially my son-in-law. George was his.

What kind of person drops a 3 month old puppy off on a family that is still grieving?

My daughter has a big heart.

They had already named the puppy Bella.

And when she looked at my daughter she had that “Don’t you love me?” look in her eyes.

My daughter groaned.

She is giving birth to a new baby girl this week and she said “I just can’t take care of a new baby, four boys and a puppy too!”

They asked around. Times are tough. Nobody wanted Bella.

Did I say my daughter has a big heart?

She said “I refuse to take her to the pound!”

Long story short.

My son-in-law took Bella in and had all her vaccinations updated.

They have decided to keep her.

Did I tell you my daughter has a big heart?

This is Bella, my new grand-dog. She is Australian Cattle dog/Sheppard mix. Isn't she sweet? :)


Sticker Shock!

Today was grocery day.

I asked my husband to take me.

I had a list.

He said "I don’t think we brought in enough recycled bags!"

He went back to the car for more.

The check out girl asked "How long will these groceries last you?"

I said "About 4 weeks."

I would still have to come back for milk or bread etc. in between.

Total bill? $304.00

Look on husband's face?


We pushed two carts to the car.

He put them all away when we got home.

I did the math for him.

$304.00 divided by 4 weeks? =$76.00 per week.

$76.00 divided by 21 meals? =$3.62 (rounded up)

Feeding 2 people for $3.62 a meal? = $1.81 a meal per person

Breakfast out this morning? $21.00

$304.00 is a lot easier to swallow now.
Sometimes they need a reality check. :)


Monday, March 21, 2011

If You Had Three Days to Yourself What Would You Do?

It’s Marvelous Monday, the week anew. We are sitting on pins and needles awaiting the arrival of grandchild number 7. This morning I am enjoying my solitude and coffee and catching up on my blog reading.
 Jen over at the “Denton Sanatorium” has posted a challenge this morning and I think I can meet it. She has asked the following:

What would you do if 24 hours just suddenly landed in your lap--free of obligation, kids? Or 48 hours? What about a full three days?

What did you dream up? Would you go somewhere or just stay home? Would you clean and organize or would you sit and ponder and read and write? Would you pamper yourself with long baths and trips shopping?

Well Jen, like you I would relish my alone time.

1. There would be no expectations of meals that’s for sure. Sometimes I get so sick of always being the one person to decide what we are going to eat and cook it too. And that’s three times a day!

2. I too would have to pick up the house before I could trek off somewhere, so that would have to be a first priority.

3. I’d have to peruse my closet and purge as I straightened up, if I were going clothes shopping, for me. This allows me to see what I need to purchase that will go with everything I already have.

4. I would have a massage, followed by a brow wax and tint, a haircut and a manni and a pedi. All very luxurious things to me.

5. I’d probably have Chinese for lunch, as my husband doesn’t really care for it and I rarely get to eat it.

6. I’d grab a latte and lose myself in the book store.

7. Hit all the thrift stores within my limited 50 mile radius.

8. Take the girls for long walks.

9. Take a leisurely float in the pool.

10. Take a walk up the beach or maybe grab an ice cold Pepsi and throw a line in off the end of the dock.

11. I'd pull weeds in my flower beds. 

12. I’d start reading my Sharon Sala trilogy books.

And that would probably be spread out over the entire three days. I’m not as young as I used to be so I can’t cram everything into one day anymore. So what would you do if you had three days to yourself?

Stop by Jen’s blog (Denton Sanatorium)  and share. Come on, take the challenge!

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Saturday Centus~ #46~ Going Green

It's time for Jenny Matlock's Saturday Centus. Just in case you don't already know, Saturday Centus is a writing meme. The basic rules are that you can use the prompt she provides and UP TO 100 additional words to write a story of your choosing in any style of writing you prefer. This week's prompt is "the curtain parted" and is in bold. It must be kept intact within the story. So why don't you stop by Jenny's blog (off on my tangent) and check out other stories created using this prompt by clicking here:

And now on to my contribution...

“They are going to kill me! Yes! Sam and Tara have already had theirs done! It’s free for anyone on St. Patrick’s Day! All you have to do is come down to the Curl Up and Dye Salon.” Lindsey exclaimed.

“I can’t believe I’m actually going to do this” she squealed softly into the phone.

When the curtain parted and the stylist came out with a big bowl of green dye, Lindsey whispered “See you in a few!” and hung up.

Both her sister’s where sitting under the dryer with new green hair. They didn’t see her slip out.


Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Alphabe~Thursday "W" is for Wagon.

Hey all, it's Alphabe~Thursday and we are winding down the alphabet with the letter "W".  To read more creative stories about the letter "W", stop by Jenny Matlock's blog (off on my tangent). You can get there by clicking here:

This little wagon is mine; we use it all the time.

This little wagon has been used to haul, all of our grandchildren by their grandpa, through our neighborhood and on Halloween night, and on Christmas Eve to see all the lights.

This little wagon has been used to haul, sod and plants and bags of heavy things, to beautify our yard each year during spring.

This little wagon has hauled wood flooring and tile, when we were finishing our new home, and it took us a while.

This little wagon, its wheels and have seen the miles, it has hauled loads giggles and toted lots of smiles.

This little wagon is mine; we use it all the time.


Saturday, March 12, 2011

Saturday Centus #45 ~How Would You Repay a Kindness?

Today I am participating in a writing meme called Saturday Centus. A dear friend and fellow blogger, Jenny Matlock, is the host of this wonderful, funny, and sometimes wacky writing meme.

This week Jenny has chosen the prompt: He had never been accused of being intelligent. The object is to write a story using 100 words in addition to the prompt and it must be rated PG. So why don’t you give it a try? Stop by Jenny’s blog (off on my tangent) and check out some really creative stories by clicking here:

Now, onto my contribution…..


Down on his luck, Mo dined nightly from the dumpster behind the Irish Pub. The Pub owner took pity on him and left a meal on top of the dumpster every night. To pay the owner back, Mo would hose out the garbage cans, and clean the mops.

One evening before closing time, a man hid behind the dumpster with the intentions of robbing the Pub owner. Mo thought he was going to take his meal. He had never been accused of being intelligent and ended up getting shot. The robbery was thwarted and Mo survived. From that day on, life changed for Mo and the Pub owner.

How would you repay kindness?

Friday, March 11, 2011

Junkin-Finds-Friday #19

My husband and I went to an open air flea market this past Wednesday. It wasn't very large so we took the girls, in their new red stroller, just to pass the time. I must say, my girls were so good,  I received many compliments about them. One lady said Chihuahuas are usually yappy. But not my girls! They were as quiet as church mice! Taking in everything thing. Tinker even let a few people pet her, and Baby. I'm so proud of my Chi's! They are good little travelers!

Well enough boasting and bragging about my girls and on to my great finds for this week. Like I said it was a small flea market and I only found a few items that I thought worthy of bringing home.

First I found these Friendly Village plates by Johnson Brothers. Two for $1.00. They still had the original stickers on them ($5.99).
I found this nice book for $2.00. It has every plant, bush, shrub, tree, and flower you can imagine in it, and there's a garden dictionary in the back too! I love curling up with a good garden book! 

 And how about these sweet little infant (6~9mos) pants for $1.00.

And I found this sweet little milk glass dish, I think it's called Daisy, at a thrift store for $2.00.

Well that's my fabulous finds for this week! I'm going to hop on over to Linda's blog and check out everyone else's treasures. You can come too by clicking here:

Thanks for stopping by! ~Ames

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Alphabe~Thursday ~"V" is for Velcro

Hey all! It's Alphabe~Thursday over at Jenny Matlock's blog (off on my tangent). This week it's all about the letter "V" and my "V" post is on Velcro.


Kudos to George de Mestral for inventing Velcro!

I love Velcro and just think, it all came about after he came back from hunting and started to remove some burrs from his clothing and his dog’s fur.

He took a closer look at them under a microscope and saw a bunch of hooks that stuck to anything with loops on it and wahlah!

                                                    Hooks        and         Loops

It’s Velcro!

It’s so versatile!

Think of all the possibilities you can use it for.

And……if it’s good enough for NASA….It’s good enough for me!

I think I’ll go Velcro that toilet seat down now.

Yes sir ~ree~ bob! No more midnight skinny dipping for me!!

Hey....If you can pull yourself away from my blog, why don't you stop by Jenny's blog for more "V" post by clicking here:  you'll be stuck on her if you do!


Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Psssst...Guess What?

My favorite writing guru Jenny Matlock is having a "Give Away" over at her blog. She's giving  away a  CSN-online gift code valued at $65.00 for recessed lighting. Who wouldn't love to spend $65.00 at CSN's online store? I know I'd love to have recessed lighting in my kitchen.  Oh there's so much to chose from over at CSN, so hurry up and head on over to Jenny's blog (off on my tangent).
So Here's the simple rules and how to get 5  chances to win:

1. You must be a follower of her blog. Just click on her Follow button.(chance 1)

2. You can get an extra chance if you want to post something about this on your own blog. Make sure you put in a second comment over at Jenny's blog saying that you did. (chance 2)

3. Put another comment on her blog on Thursday. (chance 3)

4. Put another comment her blog on Friday. (chance 4)

5. And she has thrown in one last step...just type the word "Comment" under comments as a new comment and that will count as chance 5!

You can enter to win by clicking here:

Easy Peasey!

Good Luck!~Ames

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Another Shot of Reality

My Town
An aerial view of my town post Shuttle Launch traffic.

Everyone that lives here knows when to stay off the roads and what back roads to take if they must go out during a launch. It saddens me. Without the economic support of the Space Industry my small town has very little to keep it going. We depend on taxes and tourism for continued support. When jobs are lost, the line at the unemployment center is long, so people move on and so does their money. With the real estate market being depressed, hundreds of homes are left abandoned.

This is an additon to my previous post "Whittling Away At Our Existance"

Saturday Centus #44~ Last One Down And Dirty

Hi everyone. It's time for Jenny Matlock's Saturday Centus. Just in case you don't already know, Saturday Centus is a writing meme. The basic rules are that you can use the prompt she provides and UP TO 100 additional words to write a story of your choosing in any style of writing you prefer. This week's prompt is "Everything depended upon this single card" and is in bold. It must be kept intact within the story. So why don't you stop by Jenny's blog (off on my tangent) and check out other stories created using this prompt by clicking here: 

now on to my contribution....

"But I’m only thirteen!" shouted Mary Jane.

"You’ve gotta go! She’ll lose that tax money and we’ll lose the farm!" cried Sarah Lee.

Mary Jane jumped in the truck. She could barely see over the steering wheel and bounced with every bump in the road. She saw the blinking red neon arrow "Liquor Up Front Poker In The Rear" and pulled into the lot.

The room was dark. She heard the dealer say "Last one down and dirty." Once her eyes had adjusted, she saw granny clutching her cards to her bosom. She prayed and held her breath. She knew everything depended upon this single card.


Thursday, March 3, 2011

Junkin Finds Friday #18


It's been a long dry spell for me. I was sick 3 times in two months with that respiratory crud that has been going around. When I finally decided I was well enough to venture out, I just couldn't find anything worthy of being a bargain and worthy of coming home with me until yesterday.

Yesterday my neighbor and I drove out of town to Whole Foods, this was probably a 2 hour round trip for us. Before returning home we decided to check out a Goodwill Boutique. Ha! The name must have been for the benefit of the upscale neighborhood because it was no different from any other  Goodwill retail store.

I came away with one item yesterday. A Shannon Irish crystal bowl for $2.99
Here it is dirty with the tags on.

And here it is all cleaned up.

I have plans for this bowl. I think it will be lovely filled with easter grass and special homemade treats wrapped in celophane and tied up with pretty ribbon. A perfect gift for an elderly shut-in.

Don't you think so?

Stop by Linda's A La Carte blog and check out some other nifty thrify finds by clicking here:

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Alphabe~Thursday "U" is for Renting a U-Haul

I’m sitting here forcing myself to watch a TV show with my husband. The show is called Hoarders. If you haven’t ever seen this show, it is about people that live with things they can’t part with. The stuff accumulates over time and consumes them and their houses.

I usually try to find something more productive to do while he watches this show, like laundry, because it disturbs me to watch it. But today I am watching it with him, and I am appalled at how these hoarders can live in such filth.

I know hoarders have issues to work out but just watching the show makes me start to feel like we have too much junk stuff in our house. I find myself desperately wanting to go out and rent a U-Haul, clear everything out of the house, and become a minimalist. Nothing but the bare essentials!

When I started thinking about it even harder, I began to realize that most of the stuff in our house is stuff I brought into the house, not my husband. I am starting to feel a bit closed in. And maybe a little guilty. I know I am not a hoarder, but do I really need that sixth ceramic rooster or another book? I haven’t read that last three I brought home. Or even another dust catcher?

Did you know women are natural hunters and gatherers? They go out and forage for food and find things to bring back to their nest to make it homier.

Women are nesters.

Men don’t do that do they?

I need to start applying the Pioneer motto to my everyday life strategy “Fix it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without.”

And I need to keep asking myself “Do I really need this or do I just want this?

I need a do over!

We get do over’s don’t we?

So maybe I’ll rent a little U-Haul, clean out my house, and have a warehouse sale. Yes a U-haul, that's what I need!

Then afterwards I can go shopping for more stuff.

Just kidding!


Hey, why don't U-haul yourself over to Jenny Matlock's blog (off on my tangent) and check out some crafty stories about the letter "U" by clicking here: