Today, there are two giveaways in blogland. I did not see slugmama's giveaway until today, and it's been up for a week. Well, I was under the weather and sleeping lots. I wonder what else I missed. Go HERE to see the goodies in her Boring Box for the winner. There is nail polish!
The giveaway on A Mom, Money, and More is in full swing. Go HERE to win a $25 Amazon Gift Code.
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Bloggers United Federation and a Giveaway
Sonya Anne at A Mom, Money and More is having a giveaway with lots of ways to enter. You can get a $25 Amazon Gift Code. Yes, that is $25! Go over there and enter multiple times with the opportunities she has posted.
She has gone off to Vegas, so let's surprise her with a gazillion entries.
I collected two eggs today.
During my nap, I had scary dream that I forgot.
When I went to the free lunch, I brought home a plate of leftovers for the hens--chicken breast, salad with tomatoes, two sliced of bell pepper, bread crusts, baked beans. They were happy hens!
Today was a hard day but fruitful. My friend came to help clean up kitchen floor from stuff. She was able to stand in a chair and replace two burned bulbs in the ceiling fan. It is so bright in there now. Then, I went to the lunch. In order to tutor, I had to take a nap.
The starter and fluorescent bulb in the laundry room quit about a month ago. I bought the starter and bulb. However, exbf does not know how to change them. I do, but could not work over my head and twist to do the job. So, my friend changed those and there is light in the laundry room. NOW, I need to take two lamps to be rewired. It has been less than enough light enough in my house. Before now, I could change all bulbs and chargers by myself!
The boy tutee likes me now. Before, he did not dislike me, he was just sort of annoyed. His whole attitude changed once he understood two step problems. Ex: 2y-1=5
He said he could not understand the way it was taught at school or the way anyone else has taught him.
Then, we had a go at poetry explication. English is my field, so that made me feel all melty inside.
Yesterday, I hung out three night gowns I washed yesterday because I was too tired to do more. Then, today I hung out towels and washcloths. Since rain is expected, I hung the towels long ways onto the line. The towels dry faster that way in a pinch. The rest of the wet clothes may go into the dryer. I forgot--yesterday, I hung out a whole line of panties I had washed. The rest of the towels and dishcloths and such will go into the dryer since there will be rain tomorrow. .
The starter and fluorescent bulb in the laundry room quit about a month ago. I bought the starter and bulb. However, exbf does not know how to change them. I do, but could not work over my head and twist my body to look up do the job. So, my friend changed those while she was here, and there is light in the laundry room. NOW, I need to take two lamps to be rewired. There has been less than enough light enough in my house. Before now, I could change all bulbs and chargers by myself!
The crockpot and too many pounds of chicken breast are awaiting me. At least I will be able to see what I am doing. When I freeze these, there will be enough frozen, cooked chicken to last for a month even if I eat a breast each day.
Your turn
Raise your hand if you are going over to Sonya's place and enter her giveaway. Tell her I sent you. Do you like algebra/math? Did you ever tutor math? Tutor English?
She has gone off to Vegas, so let's surprise her with a gazillion entries.
I collected two eggs today.
During my nap, I had scary dream that I forgot.
When I went to the free lunch, I brought home a plate of leftovers for the hens--chicken breast, salad with tomatoes, two sliced of bell pepper, bread crusts, baked beans. They were happy hens!
Today was a hard day but fruitful. My friend came to help clean up kitchen floor from stuff. She was able to stand in a chair and replace two burned bulbs in the ceiling fan. It is so bright in there now. Then, I went to the lunch. In order to tutor, I had to take a nap.
The starter and fluorescent bulb in the laundry room quit about a month ago. I bought the starter and bulb. However, exbf does not know how to change them. I do, but could not work over my head and twist to do the job. So, my friend changed those and there is light in the laundry room. NOW, I need to take two lamps to be rewired. It has been less than enough light enough in my house. Before now, I could change all bulbs and chargers by myself!
The boy tutee likes me now. Before, he did not dislike me, he was just sort of annoyed. His whole attitude changed once he understood two step problems. Ex: 2y-1=5
He said he could not understand the way it was taught at school or the way anyone else has taught him.
Then, we had a go at poetry explication. English is my field, so that made me feel all melty inside.
Yesterday, I hung out three night gowns I washed yesterday because I was too tired to do more. Then, today I hung out towels and washcloths. Since rain is expected, I hung the towels long ways onto the line. The towels dry faster that way in a pinch. The rest of the wet clothes may go into the dryer. I forgot--yesterday, I hung out a whole line of panties I had washed. The rest of the towels and dishcloths and such will go into the dryer since there will be rain tomorrow. .
The starter and fluorescent bulb in the laundry room quit about a month ago. I bought the starter and bulb. However, exbf does not know how to change them. I do, but could not work over my head and twist my body to look up do the job. So, my friend changed those while she was here, and there is light in the laundry room. NOW, I need to take two lamps to be rewired. There has been less than enough light enough in my house. Before now, I could change all bulbs and chargers by myself!
The crockpot and too many pounds of chicken breast are awaiting me. At least I will be able to see what I am doing. When I freeze these, there will be enough frozen, cooked chicken to last for a month even if I eat a breast each day.
Your turn
Raise your hand if you are going over to Sonya's place and enter her giveaway. Tell her I sent you. Do you like algebra/math? Did you ever tutor math? Tutor English?
Monday, April 27, 2015
Why Did the Chickens Cross the Road?
I did not ask them, but I caught them crossing the road. When I left to go tutor I was late because the mother called me and made me late leaving. The chickens were just at the point they could step with one step to the side neighbor's yard. I stopped at the mailbox to shoo them back. Of course, I should know better because Maggie May ran up to my car in the road. I threw sticks to encourage them to try to escape me and go nearer to the house.
An hour later, I came down the street and there were two pretty hens in the middle of the road. They ran across the street to another neighbor's yard. I parked and gave them a shrill "Dee Lie Lah! It only took once. They ran to the road and stopped, stepping off and walking.
I stood in the yard with open mouth as they looked both ways continually. I am amazed that they seemed to know to watch for traffic. This makes me wonder how often they cross the road unbeknownst to me.
Still, I don't know why they crossed the road unless it was to find a new flower garden to scratch and peck, probably destroying it in the process.
Your turn
I know this is a long shot, but have your chickens ever crossed the road and watched, looking both directions for traffic?
An hour later, I came down the street and there were two pretty hens in the middle of the road. They ran across the street to another neighbor's yard. I parked and gave them a shrill "Dee Lie Lah! It only took once. They ran to the road and stopped, stepping off and walking.
I stood in the yard with open mouth as they looked both ways continually. I am amazed that they seemed to know to watch for traffic. This makes me wonder how often they cross the road unbeknownst to me.
Still, I don't know why they crossed the road unless it was to find a new flower garden to scratch and peck, probably destroying it in the process.
Your turn
I know this is a long shot, but have your chickens ever crossed the road and watched, looking both directions for traffic?
Four Years Ago
Thelma
After spending about four days, maybe more, sleeping from 12 hours to 18 hours each day, I awoke Sunday feeling much better. There had been a huge knot in my very sore throat for a week or more. Both eardrums were hurting. The tinnitus was sooo annoying.
Every day I said I was going to the doctor, but I held on and beat it. Actually, I did not feel like getting ready to go to the doctor. Of course, I did very little otherwise. But, I noticed everything I had to do is still here.
The few hours I was awake each day were to tutor the boy and Wednesday when exbf was here. He is accustomed to my just going to bed when he is here and knows I am really ill, not just lazy.
But, the walking pneumonia (or something) is still with me in the form of a purr when I breathe. At least the doctor won't be treating a horrible sore throat. You know, they always have to look at the throat and gag you with that stick down the throat. Then the doctor will see my poor eardrums.
My iris have all bloomed, even ones I planted last fall. My white wisteria on the wall looks pretty, but the purple on the back fence is not blooming. My yard is filled with bumblebees. For years I was terrified of bumblebees, but they seem to ignore me. The problem is I noticed some hornets. Hopefully, they came from someone else's yard.
The hens gave me two eggs Sunday.
I dreamed, something about sticks.
Four years ago today, our town was ripped apart by a tornado. I don't think I have ever been so frightened. My life went from peaceably stirring something on the stove to heart-pounding, ear-pounding, adrenalin-pushed dash for my life. I was faint and frightened, so I leaned against the bathroom wall. The was vibrating. Only at that point did I scream. There was damage to my house, but I was on the edge of the destruction. Less than 750 feet away, whole structures were destroyed.
There is a basement I could have gone into, but I have to go outside to enter it. So, I would have been outdoors in the midst of it all. I heard there were tornadoes headed this way, but I did not think it would actually hit here. As it was, I had a four-block notice that it really was bearing down on me.
In 45 seconds, it was all over and silent. The whole town lost electricity for 5-10 days, depending on where you lived. The ambulance service had ambulances trapped in the building. Emergency services and Red Cross buildings were destroyed. One fire station was torn up. Churches were destroyed, but not one gas station! There are areas of town I still don't recognize because the trees and buildings, all landmarks are gone.
Your turn
How long has walking pneumonia hung on for you or someone you know? Have you ever been in a tornado?
Saturday, April 25, 2015
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Maggie Mae in the Kitchen
As I left to go to tutor, the chickens came from back to front yard as I got into the car. They moved a little faster when they saw me. When I backed out and turned to drive away, they stopped dead still as if in disbelief. "She just left us home alone."
When I returned in an hour, I did not see them. However, they materialized when I stepped from the car. They were begging in a funny voice. So, I said, "Come on." They know these words mean food. Maggie May and Thelma disappeared after about four steps. I turned to look behind me and they weren't there. When I turned to continue, Maggie May was standing sideways as close to my toes as she could be without touching me. Then, Thelma came beside me. I cannot for the life of me figure out how they can disappear and reappear. I am not that feeble-minded yet.
As I ascended the steps, they came right behind me. I left the door open just because. I walked across the room and turned in time to see Maggie May already further inside than she had ever come before, almost to the ottoman. She stopped and looked at my bed. "No!"
She hopped onto the ottoman where I had placed my purse as I came in. I froze. She quickly jumped over my purse, then flew over my chair, landing behind it. Now, my chair is not against a wall. She looked around and decided to go into the bathroom. I stepped toward her and she stepped away, closer to the bathroom. I straddled her, sort of trapping her between my legs/feet. I bent to get her and she was faster and ran between my legs and toward the kitchen. She got past the refrigerator, about 12 feet into the kitchen.
Maggie May was skittish the whole time. I think she thought she was headed to the door when she turned to the kitchen. I talked nicely and caught her. She was unceremoniously dumped outside the door. She turned back as if she wanted to come in again. I give them bread for a snack once in a while. I closed the door and went to get bread. When I came back out, Maggie May was talking to me from the railing, having claimed Thelma's spot of privilege closest to the door.
She looked at my blouse that was three inches from her beak. She always looks like she sees a speck of dust or the pattern of my shirt to peck. IF she ever pecks me from her vantage point by the door, she will be pecking my breast. I think that will really hurt. How do you explain the ER doctor that your nipple was savagely removed by a hungry chicken?
One hen tried to peck a freckle from my leg; another pecked towels on the line of lint or pollen or something; another brought blood to my little toe and partially ripped off the side of my toe. It took forever to get my toe to stop bleeding. She makes me nervous when I come by her and she looks interested in pecking my chest.
There was no poop in the house after Maggie May's little adventure.
Your turn
Do your chickens or llamas or goats or spotted horses want to come inside?
When I returned in an hour, I did not see them. However, they materialized when I stepped from the car. They were begging in a funny voice. So, I said, "Come on." They know these words mean food. Maggie May and Thelma disappeared after about four steps. I turned to look behind me and they weren't there. When I turned to continue, Maggie May was standing sideways as close to my toes as she could be without touching me. Then, Thelma came beside me. I cannot for the life of me figure out how they can disappear and reappear. I am not that feeble-minded yet.
As I ascended the steps, they came right behind me. I left the door open just because. I walked across the room and turned in time to see Maggie May already further inside than she had ever come before, almost to the ottoman. She stopped and looked at my bed. "No!"
She hopped onto the ottoman where I had placed my purse as I came in. I froze. She quickly jumped over my purse, then flew over my chair, landing behind it. Now, my chair is not against a wall. She looked around and decided to go into the bathroom. I stepped toward her and she stepped away, closer to the bathroom. I straddled her, sort of trapping her between my legs/feet. I bent to get her and she was faster and ran between my legs and toward the kitchen. She got past the refrigerator, about 12 feet into the kitchen.
Maggie May was skittish the whole time. I think she thought she was headed to the door when she turned to the kitchen. I talked nicely and caught her. She was unceremoniously dumped outside the door. She turned back as if she wanted to come in again. I give them bread for a snack once in a while. I closed the door and went to get bread. When I came back out, Maggie May was talking to me from the railing, having claimed Thelma's spot of privilege closest to the door.
She looked at my blouse that was three inches from her beak. She always looks like she sees a speck of dust or the pattern of my shirt to peck. IF she ever pecks me from her vantage point by the door, she will be pecking my breast. I think that will really hurt. How do you explain the ER doctor that your nipple was savagely removed by a hungry chicken?
One hen tried to peck a freckle from my leg; another pecked towels on the line of lint or pollen or something; another brought blood to my little toe and partially ripped off the side of my toe. It took forever to get my toe to stop bleeding. She makes me nervous when I come by her and she looks interested in pecking my chest.
There was no poop in the house after Maggie May's little adventure.
Your turn
Do your chickens or llamas or goats or spotted horses want to come inside?
Chickens in the House
Tuesday night, I actually slept two hours. My friend, the child's mother, wanted to come here to help me as soon as the dripped her children off at the three schools. I let her come at her convenience, so I was awakened by her call saying she was on her way. I stood for thirty minutes as she helped me by tossing what needed tossing and vacuuming. She did the bending, thankfully.
The chickens were released but not fed because I did not want to climb the steps even once to get food.
When she left, I got in bed still dressed and tried to get 45 more minutes of sleep. I didn't. When exbf came, he said the hens were in the front yard, but they followed him to the back door. So, I asked him to get a dirty paper plate and put oats on them to feed them. I as still lying down when he opened the door back obscuring my view of him. "Oh, NO!" He sounded distressed.
I heard him make a loud noise, a start from a surprise. I heard his cane knocking around on the door or wherever. The step out the back door is about ten inches. With his hips being so fragile, he cannot endure a fall out the door onto concrete. I hurried the few feet and looked around the door. He was standing. "Maggie May launched herself from the railing!"
He had not fallen. Maggie May had jumped at the paper plate to get oats. You can imagine how that worked out. Now, the cup or less of oats were all over the floor inside! I just left the door open and allowed both hens in to clean the floor. Exbf looked when they left and was amazed. "They did a really good job!" Plus, they did not poop on my floor. They saved that for the steps and exbf walked it into the house. sigh. I sprinkled DE over the initial pile and over the poop walked up the steps. The million flies on the eight or so places left after I sprinkled DE.
I was exhausted by the time I needed to go tutor. So, I napped. My 45-minute nap really refreshed me before tutoring. However, the short nap wore off fast.
Today, the boy tutee finished the fourth of five projects for art--draw an elephant upside down. So, he did. When our time was almost over, he assured me her could do the other one tonight to have all five sketches ready for class tomorrow. He has a 33 in Art at this point.
We, exbf and I, ate at the church dinner tonight. I had lots of scraps for the hens--corn chips, tomato, lettuce, shredded cheese, and green onions. Maggie May and Thelma ate eagerly. While I took the short nap, exbf used the weed eater so I could get to the clothes line without walking in knee-high weeds and grass. I love it when he comes on Wednesday so I don't have to cook. However, I did cook, still cooking boneless, skinless chicken breasts. I sent home a hen I cooked, minus most of the breast. He brings back what is left for the hens.
THEN, I took an hour nap while I was waiting for exbf to call and tell me he was home safely. I really think I will sleep soundly tonight.
I have a half-dozen gallon jars, mostly from pickles. I am giving them away because the plans for them were made long ago. I am over those plans. Maybe the woman that helps me will take them to her mother! Keep your fingers crossed her mother is interested. I will have less stuff around here.
Well, this was not an exciting or newsworthy day, except for the hens in the house, but it was tiring. Today was a gloriously beautiful sunny day. But, I hear storms will return. sigh
Your turn
Do you have animals that will clean your floor? Have you left go of valued stuff when you lost the vision momentarily and realized stuff had to go and could be gotten later if the vision returned? Was your day tiring or boring, or was it restful or exciting
The chickens were released but not fed because I did not want to climb the steps even once to get food.
When she left, I got in bed still dressed and tried to get 45 more minutes of sleep. I didn't. When exbf came, he said the hens were in the front yard, but they followed him to the back door. So, I asked him to get a dirty paper plate and put oats on them to feed them. I as still lying down when he opened the door back obscuring my view of him. "Oh, NO!" He sounded distressed.
I heard him make a loud noise, a start from a surprise. I heard his cane knocking around on the door or wherever. The step out the back door is about ten inches. With his hips being so fragile, he cannot endure a fall out the door onto concrete. I hurried the few feet and looked around the door. He was standing. "Maggie May launched herself from the railing!"
He had not fallen. Maggie May had jumped at the paper plate to get oats. You can imagine how that worked out. Now, the cup or less of oats were all over the floor inside! I just left the door open and allowed both hens in to clean the floor. Exbf looked when they left and was amazed. "They did a really good job!" Plus, they did not poop on my floor. They saved that for the steps and exbf walked it into the house. sigh. I sprinkled DE over the initial pile and over the poop walked up the steps. The million flies on the eight or so places left after I sprinkled DE.
I was exhausted by the time I needed to go tutor. So, I napped. My 45-minute nap really refreshed me before tutoring. However, the short nap wore off fast.
Today, the boy tutee finished the fourth of five projects for art--draw an elephant upside down. So, he did. When our time was almost over, he assured me her could do the other one tonight to have all five sketches ready for class tomorrow. He has a 33 in Art at this point.
We, exbf and I, ate at the church dinner tonight. I had lots of scraps for the hens--corn chips, tomato, lettuce, shredded cheese, and green onions. Maggie May and Thelma ate eagerly. While I took the short nap, exbf used the weed eater so I could get to the clothes line without walking in knee-high weeds and grass. I love it when he comes on Wednesday so I don't have to cook. However, I did cook, still cooking boneless, skinless chicken breasts. I sent home a hen I cooked, minus most of the breast. He brings back what is left for the hens.
THEN, I took an hour nap while I was waiting for exbf to call and tell me he was home safely. I really think I will sleep soundly tonight.
I have a half-dozen gallon jars, mostly from pickles. I am giving them away because the plans for them were made long ago. I am over those plans. Maybe the woman that helps me will take them to her mother! Keep your fingers crossed her mother is interested. I will have less stuff around here.
Well, this was not an exciting or newsworthy day, except for the hens in the house, but it was tiring. Today was a gloriously beautiful sunny day. But, I hear storms will return. sigh
Your turn
Do you have animals that will clean your floor? Have you left go of valued stuff when you lost the vision momentarily and realized stuff had to go and could be gotten later if the vision returned? Was your day tiring or boring, or was it restful or exciting
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