Saturday, April 30, 2011
I've been working the past two weekends at the creekhouse, which is close to the coast, remodeling the kitchen and painting. It's been hard work, but well worth it. I only have one more weekend of this, the clean up and finishing touches.
This morning when I got up, I checked the blog to find my better half's post about our neighbor, Nicki's brother who was killed in Afghanistan. I am heartbroken for her because I can't imagine what it would be like to lose a sibling.
When I turned on our street and I saw all the American Flags in the lawns of all my neighbors, I felt proud of my neighbors and my heart was warmed and tears of gratitude for not just Nicki's brother and what he sacrificed for liberty but for everyone who has served and who is still serving.
Most of the time, when I see our men and women in uniform, whether it's at the airport or at the grocery store, I, if given the opportunity, will thank them for their service. I do the same when I have the opportunity to speak to a cop or a fireman, I thank these men and women for putting themselves in harm's way to ensure that my live can be lived in freedom.
To the families of those same men and women, their sacrifice is not less important and I thank them for the love and support that they give so that their loved one can do a good job.
I'm glad to be home today and I count my blessings, but I can help but to think of what has been lost.
Fox news has a story here and names the
Defense Ministry spokesman Gen. Mohammad Zahir Azimi declined comment Saturday, saying the joint investigation by the NATO Training Mission-Afghanistan and the Afghan government was still under way.
In a statement issued late Friday, the U.S. Defense Department identified those killed as:I am pretty sure that her brother was Capt. Nathan J. Nylander, may they all rest in peace and their families are in my thoughts.
—Lt. Col. Frank D. Bryant Jr., 37, of Knoxville, Tennessee.
—Maj. Philip D. Ambard, 44, of Edmonds, Washington.
—Maj. Jeffrey O. Ausborn, 41, of Gadsden, Alabama.
—Maj. David L. Brodeur, 34, of Auburn, Massachusetts.
—Maj. Raymond G. Estelle II, 40, of New Haven, Connecticut.
—Capt. Nathan J. Nylander, 35, of Hockley, Texas.
—Capt. Charles A. Ransom, 31, of Midlothian, Virginia.
—Master Sgt. Tara R. Brown, 33, of Deltona, Florida.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Of course the MSM is focusing on the Royal wedding. What's with all the ugly hats? This morning on the news, they spent an hour talking about freaking hats! Ugly hats!
Texas is in its own mess right now with the fires and the drought. Apparently there was a grass fire along the highway, I must have just missed it because I travel on that road on the way to the creek house. Also, there are a lot of power outages going on in coastal areas because the salt air corrodes the transformers. It's usually not a problem because the rain washes the transformers.
A refinery in Texas City lost power causing toxic chemicals to be released into the air, folks in TC were told to shelter in place. Texas City is of course on the coast.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
We saw one on the way to San Antonio a couple of weeks ago on the side of the road.
I'm not used to seeing wildfires in Texas, that's usually California's gig.
And as usual the Queen is attacking the Republicans for focusing on his birth. He conveniently forgets that when Bush was in office, they focused on his possible drug use, etc. etc.
God what a hypocrite, I wonder if the MSM will call him out on this? Of course not.
He says that we have better things to do, other things to do than focus on this 'silliness'.
That begs the question did this birth certificate issue interrupt a much
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
It was great fun and will most likely do it again the first show of the next season.
What a blast and I am so glad that Chris won.
Anyway, here's the video and when you get a chance, go check out Jumblerant's cool blog. He has one of the toughest jobs on the planet, Law Enforcement/Security in Israel would not want to mess with that guy!
One of my favorite female singers is Dolly Parton, man she has a set of pipes on her and is such a sweet and 'real' person. She makes no bones about how she looks and doesn't take herself too seriously.
This is one of my favorite songs by her, she does a little yodeling in it.
Then there is this amazing bit of Yodeling by Jewel of all people, which was a nice surprise. The video quality isn't great, but the sound is fabulous. I developed a lot more respect for her after looking at this.
And then there's this person that I had never heard of but wow, she can really yodel!
And last but not least, there's this classic from Patsy Montana, the original female yodeler!
Okay, this kind of music isn't everyone's cup of tea, I get it; however, even the most unseasoned musical ear, you have to admit that a voice that is an instrument as beautiful as these ladies' is quite a remarkable thing.
Back to you regularly scheduled program.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
I'm watching the Travel Channel about the best resorts in Mexico (as if I'm traveling to Mexico any time soon but that's a whole other post) and they are talking about this hotel that is shaped like a pyramid in tribute to the Mayans.
The Mayans who, according to the narrator of the show, built their pyramids emulating the Egyptians.
Do I have to say why this spawns the word, REALLY?!!
Did the Mayans even know that the Egyptians existed? I think that's highly unlikely.
Humans count in their head like this; one, two, three… a whole shitload.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
I was sitting on the couch surfing the web when I could hear the growling, hissing and spitting going on outside in the back yard. At this point, I know that either Romeo or Casanova was outside once again trying to woo Miss Kitty.
I peeked out the window and sure enough it was Romeo, in the grass looking up at his Juliet on the table top which is attached to the grill. His Juliet was none too happy at this annoying, horny Romeo bothering her, yet again.
I decided that the best way to intervene was to open the back door and chase Romeo off, what I didn't expect was Miss Kitty to leap her Rubenesque (Miss Kitty weighs 15 pounds) body over the grill, into the grass and end up hot on his heels.
The chase was on, Romeo whom I've decided is none too bright, ended up trapped in front of the shed, by the rose bush. Not even a second later, Miss Kitty was on him, claws out, fur flying. Poor Romeo didn't know what hit him.
Eventually, Romeo broke free and hauled ass up and over the wood fence. Miss Kitty was standing guard growling that low, don't fuck with me growl, Romeo no doubt shaking in his puss'n boots.
Isn't love grand? Ha! I think it's safe to say that the honeymoon is over.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Two of my daughters were on the team when they were younger, but for the past 3 or 4 years, I have not had a kid on the team.
So why do I do it? For the kids. The age groups range from under 6 years old to 18. I have watched the older kids grow up over the years so it makes it all the more nice.
Naturally, my inner curmudgeon surfaces during this time period and I grumble about having to wake up so early on a Saturday, but honestly? I really do love it. I guess it's just my little way of giving back to my community, heh, who says that Libertarians are heartless?
My better half, Kx59 was very supportive and I can't thank him enough. So now it's time to dust off my resume' and get back into the hunt.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
To The People of Texas and All Americans In The World --
February 24, 1836
Fellow citizens & compatriots --
I am beseiged, by a thousand or more of the Mexicans under Santa Anna -- I have sustained a continual Bombardment & cannonade for 24 hours & have not lost a man -- The enemy has demanded a surrender at discretion, otherwise, the garrison are to be put to the sword, if the fort is taken -- I have answered the demand with a cannon shot, & our flag still waves proudly from the walls -- I shall never surrender or retreat. Then, I call on you in the name of Liberty, of patriotism, & every thing dear to the American character, to come to our aid, with all dispatch -- The enemy is receiving reinforcements daily & will no doubt increase to three or four thousand in four or five days. If this call is neglected, I am determined to sustain myself as long as possible & die like a soldier who never forgets what is due to his own honor & that of his country --
VICTORY OR DEATH
William Barret TravisLt. Col. Comdt.
P.S. The Lord is on our side -- When the enemy appeared in sight we had not three bushels of corn -- We have since found in deserted houses 80 or 90 bushels & got into the walls 20 or 30 head of Beeves --
Sunday, April 17, 2011
That is our beloved Alamo.
Scooter happily posing by a cannon used to defend the Alamo.
The Alamo Barracks in the background, in the foreground is the well.
Me leaning over with Scooter while she feeds a dolphin.
Scooter excited over the dolphin taking the food from her.
This is just too cool not to post.
Shamu giving us a nice view.
toward the end of the day, flamingos feeding.
The Steel Eel.
One tired scooter being carried by Kx59.
It was a long hard day, but oh so much fun. We have loads of other photos but not going to bore you all with all of them.
One thing that took me back a little was that before they open the gates to start letting people in, they silence the crowd and point everyone in the direction of the US Flag and play the National Anthem. I was surprised and pleased.
San Antonio has a couple of military bases near by and so I figured that was why (saw lots of airmen there yesterday) so I asked the security guard checking our bags before going in, "Does every Sea World play the Star Spangled Banner before they open?"
His reply was a big smile and simply, "Yes ma'am, every one."
I really like that.
I do have to say that places like Sea World, while they make a load of cash off of the animals, etc., they do raise awareness of sea mammals and the more that we learn about these amazing animals, the better off the animals are in the wild. I don't think that it's any accident that since these types of parks and shows started opening up that awareness and concerns have been raised about the welfare of those mammals in the wild.
It was an amazing day and I will post photos when we get back home. Scooter and I enjoyed ourselves and Scooter will remember her experience for a life time. (she got to pet a dolphin)
Today is our last day here. I'm waiting on Scooter and Kx59 to wake up and then we'll go get some breakfast and go for a walk to down the river a ways and go explore La Villita de San Antonio.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
"Shut the hell up, you useless relic, there are grownups talking here. I understand Shirley MacLaine's on the publicity circuit again for some reason or another; go hump her leg."
Between my better half flopping around in the uncomfortable bed (we have a tempurpedic at home so the bed is less comfortable than we're used to, plus you can feel every movement your other half makes) and the drunks down the hall coming in using their outside voices at 2:30 this morning, I am one sleepy woman this morning.
It's nice being awake early though because my beautiful granddaughter is sleeping on a roll-away bed close by, no doubt dreaming of peeling cows. (haha)
If you don't know what I mean by peeling cows go here and read it about it.
Yesterday was a nice drive in, I love the drive between Houston and San Antonio, it's really pretty. Check in at the hotel was a bit crazy. My uncle and mom are also on this trip and so a lot going on at the check in kiosk. Unfortunately, I did a HUGE boo-boo. I left
We went to the Alamo yesterday, been there a gazillion times, but hey, you can't go to San Antonio without going to the Alamo.
Today is Sea World where Scooter and I will have a dolphin encounter. We'll get to pet a dolphin and have it do a couple of tricks. Scooter will get a kick out of it. I will post photos when we get back to Houston. She is going to be one happy little granddaughter today.
Well, time to wake up the sleepy heads.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
A couple of months ago, we bought new leather furniture and to protect the love seat from Miss Kitty's claws, we bought a cow hide, with hair and all, to cover it.
Granddaughter is feeling the softness of the hair on the hide and this was the conversation:
KX59: Do you like that, Scooter?
Scooter: Yes Paw-Paw!
KX59: That's a real cow skin, it came from a real cow.
Scooter: Why did you peel a cow?
Out of the mouth of babes. Once I stopped laughing, I immediately logged on to make this post. Classic!
We are in the middle of a recession and our national debt is unsustainable.
I would be willing to pay more taxes if I knew for a fact that government would, oh I don't know, TIGHTEN ITS BELT. Government spends OUR money as if it's their own money. Our
I am not a slave and I am not a subject, I am a free citizen and it's time to vote these fuckers out of office. We started this past election now let's bring on 2012. It's not until every last one of these assholes are replaced that the rest will be shaken up enough to actually LISTEN.
It is not my job to be my brother's keeper. It is NOT my job to make sure that old people (except for MY old people aka. mom and stepdad, uncle and father in law) are taken care of as they get into their much later years. It's NOT my job to make sure that everyone has health insurance. When did everyone's welfare become everyone else's responsibility?
The American Dream is NOT from each according to his ability to each according to his need. No, that philosophy is evil at its core.
The American Dream is about living in a free society and having the opportunity to achieve and prosper however you see fit. The American Dream is about self determination, about following your own path, it's about living your own life and taking care of your own.
Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness are the only three things that we, thanks to our creator (whatever that is), are entitled to and our US Constitution was created to secure those three entitlements. Let's keep our eye on the ball folks.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
A vast improvement over my last time though my higher shots weren't so good. Either way I am quite pleased.
On another note, I held one of the 4th generation Glocks and that had a nice feel to it. They didn't have any to rent at that place, so I might have to try somewhere else but I'm interested in that as well. Glock has such a great reputation for reliability and they're very easy to fire.
Decisions, decisions wonder if the hubby would be too upset if I just got one of each? Ha! I think that would be a given.
Playing golf is one of those things. When I get out on the course, I always feel close to dad, but I only play golf once a year maybe twice but I do enjoy it, I just don't take the time.
Recently, I've discovered that being at the range reminds me of dad and makes me feel close to him once again. I used to go to the range with him when I was a little girl, he was the one that bought my first rifle for my 10th birthday. It was a sweet little Daisy .22 semi automatic. I sold it when I had my oldest daughter because I was paranoid about having a gun in the house with a baby (dumb on my part, I'd give up the Tokorev to have that gun back now).
The Tokorev was originally my uncle's then given to my dad and when dad passed away, mom gave it to me. So I guess the reason that I've been so enthralled with that gun lately is that not only is holding and firing it like having a piece of history at my fingertips, but I've been in awe of that gun ever since I can remember.
My dad used to take it and shoot it at the very gun range where I took it and shot. I felt him there with me that day and it felt pretty good. It's really strange how something that's viewed (by idiots) as violent (guns) can be comforting to us in a small way.
I never really realized that when I took that gun out on the range that I would feel that closeness to my father. Now that I know this, I know that I will go there much more often and I can't wait.
As for today, I'm going to the pistol range again range fees are 1/2 price today starting at 3pm. I'm going to fire both the M&P and the XDM again.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Yes, I'm a little sore from shooting yesterday. I'm not bruised which is a good sign that I didn't forget how to properly hold a rifle. (kidding) Actually, it's just like riding a bike only better.
Monday, April 11, 2011
She is a fabulous weapon. The recoil wasn't near as bad as I thought it would be. I wish that I would have had better aim, but I didn't do so bad considering it's been more than 15 years since I've fired a long gun.
In my usual style, though I have got to spend a little time describing the experience at the range today.
I can not describe to you the laugh that I felt in my gut when I took that Tokorev out of her case and laid her on the bench. What was even more delightful was the look on the faces of the people around me.
Admittedly, having all eyes on me while I loaded the magazine was a little unnerving. I was thinking to myself, "god I hope that I don't do something really idiotic here and make a fool of myself." No worries there. I loaded up the magazine and popped it in, pulled the bolt back and released it, the first round now in the chamber.
The wind, of course kicks up as I take aim, my heart was pounding because I had no idea exactly how hard it was going to kick. Firm grip, stock tightly against my shoulder, deep breath, exhale slowly, shot lined up, pull the trigger, instant shooty goodness.
I did have some troubles with the magazine again and I'm not sure why. What I've found is that if I only load about 5 rounds in it, she does just fine. I fired off about 30 shots today and I can feel it a little in my shoulder but I seriously doubt that I'll bruise.
So as I'm shooting my precious Natasha, folks are laying down their AR15s or whatever "assault" rifles they were shooting and gathering behind me and watching. They were teenage boys ranging from about 17 to 19. While I would reload, they would come over and of course ask questions which I would answer.
The beautiful thing about it was that I offered them to take a shot if they wanted but they were genuinely surprised and happy that I asked. Only one of them took me up on it, the range marshal.
Anyway, like I said, I wish that I would have shot a little better today, but I suppose that like anything else, it takes practice and practice I shall.
Click on the photo to zoom it and see what I bad shot I was today.. LOL.
Yes I do need practice. My shots are on the bottom. the E target.
Not so good, but the range marshal didn't do much better.. heh.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Good news is that nothing wrong with the magazine for the Tokorev, possibly just a human error. I am going to go tomorrow after I get off work to try it out again.
Will let you guys know how it goes.
I'm going to a gun show this morning to try and find a replacement magazine for the Tokorev.
KX59 will simply kick my butt if I come home with a gun today. (I think he's making me wait for my birthday in June)
I will be strong. I will conquer my urge to bring home a pistol. I will survive.
If not, I'll be blogging from dog house to be sure!
Saturday, April 9, 2011
visited 8 states (3.55%)
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visited 19 states (38%)
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The good news is that 38.5 billion has been cut from the budget. The bad news is, only 38.5 billion was cut from the budget.
Considering how bloated the budget is, it would be like me cutting sugar from my coffee from my budget. Doesn't really amount to much in the grand scheme of things.
The good news is, I'm off to the range to give Natasha a run. I will be back with a range report in a while.
Borepatch has a brilliant rant on this very topic. Go check it out.
Friday, April 8, 2011
visited 17 states (34%)
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Though this is almost embarrassing. I've never been overseas..... :(
visited 3 states (1.33%)
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I fully intend to remedy that once we get the kids out of college!!!
I tend to agree with him. Maybe we SHOULD let them shut down. We are over taxed while they over spend. I want fiscal responsibility from my government. I'm tired of toting the load for those who aren't inclined to do better for themselves. I'm tired of my tax dollars being used to fund the Queen's numerous vacations and parties.
Please, shut the government down. Our pocketbooks could use a break. Maybe it would stimulate the economy.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Anyhow, during a trip to the salon, your hairstylist will sometimes tell you really bizarre things. My stylist is from Honduras and she's really fantastically interesting and has a really good sense of humor.
So today, she colored and styled my hair and waxed my eyebrows. The waxing of the eyebrows brought to mind my last leg/bikini wax session (this past Tuesday) and how unusually painful it was this time. I informed her that my better half, with great admiration, informed me that I have heuvos for braving a bikini wax.
Hairdresser tells me a story about this man who would have her wax his whole body. He was a body builder who would pay her very good money for waxing him. She said that when you do a Brazilian or bikini wax on a woman, it's no big deal, but men have 'extra parts' to deal with and it's quite embarrassing.
She said, "moving his junk around was just really crazy, but I get used to it"
I said, "I would have made him at least buy me a drink first."
She said, "he pay very good money so no problem. I was just happy he don't get excited"
I said, "Yeah, that would complicate matters, I'm sure."
So we were laughing about that for a little bit while my eyebrows were getting waxed, then we went over to the chair and I sat down and she's about to start blow drying my hair when she begins to pump smoothing gel into her hands.
Apparently, the conversation excited the smoothing gel because when she pumped it, it shot all over the place, including on my foot.
Now, by this time, I was laughing so hard that I was crying, and she is laughing saying, "I know what you thinking, you are too funny!"
I said, "Was it good for you?"
She saw the gel on my foot and wiped it off and said, "Oh my god, I have this friend back in Honduras who tell me the last time I see her, 'I am so tired of my husband only wanting to make love to my feet'."
They could probably hear us laughing at the nail salon across the street.
You can't make this stuff up.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Mockingbirds are the Texas state bird, not sure why we chose the mockingbird, other than they are, by nature ornery and very territorial.
That poor cat was trying to get away from the diving bird and all I could do is laugh as it reminded me of a time I had with my dad.
My father loved a good prank, he pulled numbers on everyone. If you knew dad, there was no escaping a prank from him. Even if you were a cat.
My mom's cat, Corkey was walking across the street and was getting dive-bombed by, you guessed it, a mockingbird. Dad and I were in the front yard sitting in lawn chairs, laughing as poor Corkey was trying to escape the birds.
Finally, the cat makes it to cover, which unfortunately for him, was under my dad's lawn chair. With a twinkle in his eye and a wink, daddy got Corkey out from under the chair and hauled him back out to the street and ran away laughing.
Poor Corkey had to escape the bird again. At least he was smart enough to go under the car instead of dad's chair.
My dad was a character, but before you think that he was a mean person, just know that he was an amazing man who loved his family and loved his friends. I cannot think of a single person that knew my dad that didn't like him. He passed away in 96 of cancer and there's not a day that passes by that I don't miss him.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
The upside to this is that the yard looks good and I can now settle down for a Mojito.
The other good news is that for the next three weeks, I have every Friday off from work. Oh yes, life is real good.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
We rarely go to the Movie Theater to see a film. It's gotten rather expensive, and If I have little else, I do have the patience of water.
Belle mentioned that Black Swan was on pay per view ($4.99). Having the most basic of cable TV, and a penchant for Natalie Portman, I agreed we should watch the movie.
If you saw "The Piano", or "Brazil" (many years ago) and did not like either, you won't appeciate this movie. Actually, you'll switch over to "Swamp People" in a heartbeat, cussing the five bucks you just wasted. I'm not diss'ing anyone, Swamp People is one of my go to shows on cable right now.
The actual review part:
Ultimately, Black Swan is about a slip into psychosis. The cinemaphotography is outstanding. In all respects the movie was done very well. It is one of those movies I will watch again. Not because it was a great thrill ride, but because after it was over, I said to myself...what? , I suspect there were nuances I missed.
The progressive message:
However, there is an undercurrent in the movie that runs strong. In simplistic terms, it says that sexual repression (oh!, and striving for a life long goal) leads to psychosis. (So, don't work so hard.) Natalie's character does not fantasize about a rugged handsome man, but rather about a competing female dancer. So to spell it out, if you are female and represssing sexual feelings about other females, it will make you crazy.
Well, that summation was a bit kludgey, but I didn't want to spill the whole plot in case anyone is inclined to watch the movie.
Like "The Piano", "Black Swan" is a disturbing movie. Before my 24 hour pay per view fee runs out, I'll probably watch again.
a higly educated, and licensed, Redneck