Through the course of the video, Jennifer piped up and said: "I haven't seen Funny Face... I haven't seen Sabrina... or Roman Holiday.... or Breakfast a Tiffany's"
Each one she mentioned, my jaw dropped further - I looked at Melissa and said; "Oh my gosh - we have us an Audrey virgin here!"
I can't believe she has lived all her life in this house and never seen one of those movies - I have them all! We will have to remedy this situation very soon!
I had a pretty good day at work today.
It was really slow (at least in my area.) I had two carts of freight to put out, and the boss said someone would be coming to help me, but they never showed up.
I was able to get it out all by myself. Nice quiet evening.
I got home in time to see the grand kids for a few minutes, then everyone turned in early, so I listened to some tunes and played on the computer.
I opened blogger to add my weekly post, and it's all been changed around in here.
Just like Facebook - every time it changes, you have to start at square one to learn how to use it again. Technology is a great thing, but it would be nice if it would stand still for a while. (Or at least slow down for us old folks! LOL)
I've decided over the last few weeks, that my perception may be a little off when it comes to the age thing...
People at work are always asking me to do feats that only a muscular giant could do - climbing up to the ceiling for merchandise, throwing balls 6 feet in the air to clear the net that surrounds them, getting bikes down from the rafters...
I find myself getting annoyed at these requests - (would you ask your granny to do those things?) But then, I have to remember, I'm usually the only person on the floor on that side of the the store, and somebody's got to do it.
I also think that I perceive myself as older than other folks do - gee, that's a nice thought...
...I just do whatever it is they ask me - (or find someone else who can do it better!)
I've found that it really doesn't kill me after all - in fact, I think I'm getting stronger in some ways... (A hand full of Ibuprophen before work helps too, ha ha!)
It's been a quiet week here - the weather has taken that turn that it always does in the Spring from unsettled to HOT - Bam - just like that.
The lawn is looking pretty shabby, and the mower is broken, of course, so we are the embarrassing house on the block this week. There's a lady up on the hill who raises llamas, maybe she would loan me one...
My neighbor, who recently had the kidney transplant, is home from the hospital now. Stopped in to see her after church. She's looking pretty skinny, but doing well. I hope her husband doesn't kill her off - he's not the caretaker in that family, and it's a learning process...
Poor Ruth! :-)
I can't believe how fast time is flying by - April is more than half way over already.
Our next big adventure will be driving up to Seattle for our son's graduation. Got the rental car reserved, and trying to save up, (which is a challenge the way things have been going around here...)
Got to get in shape for climbing hills. :-)
(Click on the picture to view the video - you may have to do that more than once...)
A few good habits never hurt anyone.
Jenny just came in and is chattering away about J.K. Rowling's new website; Pottermore. Apparently, it's up and running, and all kinds of fun! (Got to get that kid out more!)
I am looking forward to her next book this fall, though.
I hope it can measure up to the Potter series!
It's time for my Sunday nap before I head to work again.
I was going to do a Lorali Gilmore, and crawl into bed with her and tell her all the gory details about the day she was born, but I didn't because: A) I'm afraid of her when she's woken unexpectedly, and B) I really don't remember that well...
What I do remember is that there was an ongoing battle between Wayland's mom and I about whether she would be a boy or a girl. (This was pre-ultrasound days.) I wanted a girl so badly, and I just knew in my heart that's what she was - I even had dreams to that effect, but my mother-in-law would always say: Taylor's always have two boys first, that's just how it is.
So we waited and fretted, and I put off buying anything pink or frilly, just in case.
She is the only one of my children who arrived on their due dates. (Jeff was 10 days late, and Brad was a week early - Jenny was scheduled, so she doesn't count.) Melissa was within 24 hours.
After she was born, as soon as I arrived in my room, Mom & Sue poked their heads in, and as soon as I said: It's a girl! Mom ran to the store, bought some pink fabric, and had a pink quilt made for me to bring her home in the next day.
I had to work yesterday, so I missed her party - dad made dinner for her, her requested fried chicken, (just like my mama used to make,) potatoes & gravy, spinach salad, and strawberry short cake.
Hubby did such a good job with the meal - everything was perfect.
Daughter is 33 now, a gorgeous, intelligent, and very talented woman, with a big heart. What more could a momma ask?
Hello again. I know, three posts in one week - what's going on? ...I'm antsy, depressed and bored, that's what.
The big news in the neighborhood this week is that our neighbor finally got the kidney transplant she's been waiting for forever. One suddenly became available Sunday night, so she had the surgery and so far is doing well.
Just in the nick of time too - she's been looking so rough lately, we've been wondering if she was going to make it... Hope that bridge is crossed and that she'll have lots more years ahead.
Hubby is doing well at the new job. It's been a little overwhelming, because there is so much to do there. And he's been used to working mostly 5 - 6 hour shifts, so the ten hour days will take some getting used to.
Me? I had my ninety day review the other day. It went surprisingly well. All good marks. Only a couple of things they thought I could improve on. Always nice to hear...
Been pinning away like a crazy person lately - when you're depressed, it passes the time. (Very quickly!) ...Seen 4 A.M. more than once this week. One of the interesting things about it, is that a lot of the images are memory triggers - things that I remember doing as a kid. Kind of fun to take that stroll down memory lane...
Here are a few -
Rotary phones. ...And party lines. You never knew if someone was listening in on your conversation or not, and you couldn't make a call if someone else was on. I still remember our old phone number. Skyline 6-2776.
Mercurochrome (or Monkey Blood, as we called it,) went on every cut and scratch. Always looked like we were wearing war paint. I remember mamma swabbing all of our throats with it one bad year - she'd wrap a clean rag around her finger, dip it in the stuff, then stick it down our throats. Gag.
No clothes drier, laundry was hung outside on the clothes line. Loved the fresh smell of laundry dried in the sun - and if the wind blew, no need for fabric softner! (Just pray it doesn't rain!)
Okay, Mrs. Grumpy wrote that post yesterday - she's been banished to her room today. It's a beautiful sunny day outside, good for the spirits.
Hubby started his new job today. Didn't wake up in time to see him off, but I at least sent him a happy text. He's a bit nervous, but I'm sure he'll love it, and they will love him. That's how it has always been.
Sunny days make me want to go out and dig in the dirt. This year I want to add some hollyhocks to my front yard...
...Aren't they gorgeous? Trouble is, I'm having a heck of a time finding them. I may have to settle for Zinnias. I think I can buy those (at least the seeds) where I work, and they're almost as pretty.
They had beds of it all over Disneyland this winter, and it was SO pretty!
Kind of a funky eclectic mix, but that's what I'm thinking. I would throw in some old reliable marigolds and petunias for filler (and color.)
Don't quite know what to do with the North side - it's mostly in the shade, so it's hard to find anything that will grow there (bad soil too...) I've been trying to get the ground cover to fill in and just take it over, but even that is reluctant.
As always, what I want, and what will actually grow here are two completely different things...
I kind of like my work schedule this week - I work mostly 5 to 10's, so I have pretty much the whole day free before I have to go.
I'd like to accomplish something today besides sitting at this computer, but what? I have a whole pile of new dies that I haven't even touched, cleaning that wishes to be done, and a book to finish. Hmmm, which to choose...
It's been a long week - work has been so hectic. I got so disgusted with people buying up toys for their kids like it was Christmas again, that I didn't do anything for any of mine. I guess that makes me a bad mom & grandma, but jeepers, it's a religious holiday - it shouldn't be about stuff!
I've had such a hard time trying to keep up in my department, and most of the time I've been one of the only people left on the floor, so I've been running like mad fielding everyone's questions. It's almost a relief when I get called up to work the registers.
I have to work again today, now that the holiday is pretty much over, I'm hoping it will be quiet, and I can get things put back together again...
Speaking of jobs, hubby's finally came through, and he starts on Monday. (Thanks for the prayers!) He was so happy to say goodbye to the part-time one. In the midst of the craziness last night, several people told me how much they missed him being there - I did too. It was kind of an empty feeling for me not having him there...
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You've probably heard by now that Thomas Kinkaid passed away this week. Sad news, especially since he was younger than I am...
I'll admit, I've always enjoyed his art, as much as the art world scoffs at it, but it did kind of bother me how he always called it his "ministry." As if he were setting himself up as a religious icon or something. The article I read about him said that the FBI was investigating him for investor fraud. That was a bit of a surprise. I guess that's what you get when you "put your faith in the arm of flesh."
His family was on vacation in Austrailia, and wasn't available for comment. I find that odd...
...Anyway - a lady in my book club has started a journaling challenge for personal history writers. I haven't been so good at that - I'm not a journal keeper. This blog is pretty much it - but I guess I'll play along, at least for now...
The question she sent this week was "What is the nerdiest thing you've ever done?" Ha ha - Okay... I've been a first class nerd all my life, so how do you even qualify that? I guess I would have to choose that time back in high school...
I was so shy, if anyone looked my way, I would dive for cover. So, when the girl's choice dance came around, I had to work up my courage for weeks to ask someone. Finally, I picked up the phone and dialed...
I didn't even tell him who it was - I just asked if he had a date to the dance. He said "yes," so I said "Ok," and slammed the phone down.
That was pretty nerdy.
The weather is starting to look up here - hubby and I noticed that we have tulips this morning. I hope to get out and do a little more planting this week. Starting to form some ideas of what I want my garden to look like this year.
Had a really nice meeting at church today. It's always a good feeling when the music I chose turns out to be just right. Lots of good speakers, and the Stake Presidency was there. Plus, the best turn out we've had in months.
Work was NuTz with a capital Z. I haven't seen a day that busy since Christmas! I could not keep up with the messes people were making, and I was getting angry trying... So, when they called me back to help unload the truck, I was glad for the break.
...Although, there was more waiting than working back there. The back room manager sent me on a wild goose chase looking for some carts. (Mass miscommunication - they were already at the back door! That felt like about a mile round trip...) Then, when they opened the truck, it turned out to be full of pallets - so they all had to be moved out of the way before we could do anything.
About an hour later, we started unloading. >.<
Halfway through, the guy doing all the lifting started grabbing his chest, and panting like an old dog. He was freaking me out - I thought he was going to have a heart attack on the spot! He ran outside, got sick, then came right back and started unloading again!
One of the managers had to come and practically force him to switch places with someone. The guy stayed and finished out the day. Insisted he was fine. Sheesh.
I had to go to lunch half way through, so they were done when I got back. After that, they called me to run a register for the rest of the night.
Wow. I'm tired, but I'm too wired to sleep.
It's General Conference time - but I only got to watch one session today. It was a good one though. The highlight for me was Elder Henry B Eyering. He is so intelligent, humble and wise. His talks are always so uplifting.
Tomorrow Hubby and I both have the day off! (A small miracle.) Hoping for a nice quiet day to enjoy the last two sessions, and visit with my grand kids. (I haven't seen them in three weeks!)
I planned a simple meal - pulled pork sandwiches (pork from Sam's Club) on kaiser rolls, pistachio pudding salad, and this sinfully rich desert I found on Pinterest;
The deserts there could kill you - they're so over the top, but what a way to go!
Another thing I am liking about Pintrest is that I'm finding some fun "grandma day" activities. My grand daughters like doing crafts as much as I do, so every once in a while, we get together for some female bonding time.
~Fairies in a jar DIRECTIONS: 1. Cut a glow stick and shake the contents into a jar. Add diamond glitter 2. Seal the top with a lid. 3. Shake. Fun! (If it really works.)
Finished another book - a very strange ghost tale.
I'm trying to find some good ghost stories to dissect and find out what makes them scary. That isn't going very well, because I haven't found one yet that is. I think the scariest tales I've read so far, are my daughter's collection of Irish Fairy Tales! (Creepy stuff - those fairies are evil!)
I haven't accomplished much else this week.
We're still waiting for news on that job hubby is supposed to be getting. He has to have a physical for it, and apparently they're having a hard time finding someone to administer it. It's making hubby a basket case - he wants to give his notice at his other job, but doesn't dare until everything is final.
Frustrating.
I'm winding down now - I think I'll be able to sleep...
