To do that you have to suit up.
And be totally crazy.
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Thursday, April 26, 2012
My Sister, The Beekeeper
Apparently bees "swarm" in the spring and have to be taken to a new home.
To do that you have to suit up.
And be totally crazy.
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To do that you have to suit up.
And be totally crazy.
Posted using BlogPress from my iPad
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Kicking and Screaming...
I love gadgets. Love. Them. I want every new edition of every gadget I have whether I need it or not. I don't necessarily get it; I just want it.
My husband...not so much. He hates anything new. He'd love to find a cell phone he likes and keep it until he dies. But of course you and I both know phones don't last that long so he changes phones when forced, but then I have to drag him kicking and screaming.
I've had an IPhone for about a year now. I love it. Love. It. He has a small Pantech. He hates it. Hates. It. No matter what he does it keeps going to Facebook and Twitter just whenever it wants to. He's never been on Facebook or Twitter in his life. He still thinks Facebook is a photo album and Twitter is what birds do. We've taken it back to the store at least twice, maybe three times. They couldn't fix it. We even called Pantech and did what they told us, which fixed it. It didn't go to Facebook or Twitter any more. Except it did call 911. Five times in a row while he had it locked and off and was sitting in a classroom supervising an intern teacher. The nice 911 folks left him a voicemail and told him they knew he was okay because they could hear him talking so they assumed it was a "pocket call." You and I might name it a "purse call." You know, like when your phone dials someone and you didn't do it so you assume your purse laid on it and pushed a button or something? That hasn't happened to you? We changed the settings back to their origin because we decided Facebook and Twitter were better than 911. The problem with that is that when it visits those sites it's using data and it would stay on for hours and we were being charged!
So finally today, after the children and I had listened to his continuous griping untilwe I couldn't take it any more, we went in to get him a new phone. The kids talked him into taking my IPhone and I would get the new IPhone 4S. Sweet.
We've spent a couple of hours now, well I've spent a couple of hours now, saving data, switching data from my old phone to my new phone, downloading ITunes to his computer, downloading data to his "new" IPhone, etc. But it is totally worth it. Totally. Did you know you can just push a button, ask out loud "where is the nearest Pizza Hut" or "what's the square root of 5,997, 235" and it will tell you? Not that I need either of those pieces of information, but you never know when I might. I can also tell it to text my husband to bring home milk and it will type it out for me and send it! I'm in heaven. I wonder if it can figure the yardage I need for the backing of a quilt. I wonder if it can tell me the ingredients I need for coconut cream pie when I'm at the grocery store and can't remember. I wonder if it has a magic potion for losing weight. I wonder if there's a real person out there somewhere who's going to hate to see my name pop up with another stupid question.
My husband...not so much. He hates anything new. He'd love to find a cell phone he likes and keep it until he dies. But of course you and I both know phones don't last that long so he changes phones when forced, but then I have to drag him kicking and screaming.
I've had an IPhone for about a year now. I love it. Love. It. He has a small Pantech. He hates it. Hates. It. No matter what he does it keeps going to Facebook and Twitter just whenever it wants to. He's never been on Facebook or Twitter in his life. He still thinks Facebook is a photo album and Twitter is what birds do. We've taken it back to the store at least twice, maybe three times. They couldn't fix it. We even called Pantech and did what they told us, which fixed it. It didn't go to Facebook or Twitter any more. Except it did call 911. Five times in a row while he had it locked and off and was sitting in a classroom supervising an intern teacher. The nice 911 folks left him a voicemail and told him they knew he was okay because they could hear him talking so they assumed it was a "pocket call." You and I might name it a "purse call." You know, like when your phone dials someone and you didn't do it so you assume your purse laid on it and pushed a button or something? That hasn't happened to you? We changed the settings back to their origin because we decided Facebook and Twitter were better than 911. The problem with that is that when it visits those sites it's using data and it would stay on for hours and we were being charged!
So finally today, after the children and I had listened to his continuous griping until
We've spent a couple of hours now, well I've spent a couple of hours now, saving data, switching data from my old phone to my new phone, downloading ITunes to his computer, downloading data to his "new" IPhone, etc. But it is totally worth it. Totally. Did you know you can just push a button, ask out loud "where is the nearest Pizza Hut" or "what's the square root of 5,997, 235" and it will tell you? Not that I need either of those pieces of information, but you never know when I might. I can also tell it to text my husband to bring home milk and it will type it out for me and send it! I'm in heaven. I wonder if it can figure the yardage I need for the backing of a quilt. I wonder if it can tell me the ingredients I need for coconut cream pie when I'm at the grocery store and can't remember. I wonder if it has a magic potion for losing weight. I wonder if there's a real person out there somewhere who's going to hate to see my name pop up with another stupid question.
Monday, April 23, 2012
A Winner
Thanks so very much to all of you who came by and commented Friday - this Table Topper Blog Hop has been so much fun to participate in and you all were wonderful to leave a comment. The winner of my small giveaway is Michelle from Life With Lou. I've e-mailed Michelle and will be sending her prize out tomorrow!
Friday, April 20, 2012
Table Topper Blog Hop (and a small giveaway!)
Welcome to The Table Topper Blog Hop! I don't know about you but I love making small projects...there's just something about starting and finishing in a day or two that rejuvenates me. I bought my hanger a couple of years ago and love the quality of it. If you're interested you can click on the logo to find a wide assortment. Also Michelle at Raspberry Rabbits carries some cute ones.
I love having my hanger in my kitchen window. This is a huge window over my sink and the view of the lake is such a blessing to me.
This is one of the first hanging table toppers I made and is a hand embroidered red work piece that I call The Wonder of Snowflakes. It's also one of my first free motion quilting attempts.
This is probably my favorite hanging table topper - I don't remember where I got the pattern but it's a combination of embroidery and machine applique that I call Tea in the Garden.
Another great use for these hangers is perfect for one of my favorite things - tea towels! I love to applique and embroider tea towels for the seasons and they can simply be hung on this rack to add a bit of whimsey to any corner.
I have a small giveaway for those of you who are interested: I love Sassy by Sandy Gervais for Moda and have more than one charm pack (confession time!) so I'm offering one to you along with a couple of patterns, Quilt Jam by Marcie at Patchalot Patterns (love her stuff!) and Quilted Postcards by Scrap-bags. Oh and a lanyard for your scissors that says "To Quilt is Human, To Finish Divine." Don't you love that! Just leave a comment and I'll draw a name on Monday.
I hope you'll go visit the other blogs who are participating today and I hope to see you here again soon!
Friday April 20th
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
A Little Ramdomness
I made strawberry preserves today.
Gorgeous, aren't they! And they smelled so good cooking - sweet and tangy at the same time. I followed the Ball Preserving Book recipe exactly but I'm not sure the preserves are going to "jell" enough. They haven't yet so I'm a little worried. I haven't made jelly in a couple of years and it seems to me that the last time I made blackberry jelly it didn't jell very good either. I bought a whole flat of these berries - they were some of the best I've had in a long time. I didn't keep them all but took some to friends. These jars are from 2 quarts and I also put 2 quarts in the freezer.
About six weeks ago I read that if you cut the bottom of Romaine lettuce when you were making your salad, then planted it, you would grow more lettuce. So I tried it.
It grew, and grew, and grew. Today I "harvested"! Alas, it was bitter and not tasty at all. What causes that? I bought some plants that are growing nicely in my little garden so I sure hope they're better than these.
Several years ago my mother's best friend gave me some of her peonies. She would be about 90 now if she were still living. These peonies were her mother's and maybe her grandmother's before her so I have no idea just how long they've been passed around. Aren't they beautiful?
I love flowers that have been shared by our mothers and grandmothers and neighbors and friends. The connection between women that this sharing highlights is awe inspiring to me.
Gorgeous, aren't they! And they smelled so good cooking - sweet and tangy at the same time. I followed the Ball Preserving Book recipe exactly but I'm not sure the preserves are going to "jell" enough. They haven't yet so I'm a little worried. I haven't made jelly in a couple of years and it seems to me that the last time I made blackberry jelly it didn't jell very good either. I bought a whole flat of these berries - they were some of the best I've had in a long time. I didn't keep them all but took some to friends. These jars are from 2 quarts and I also put 2 quarts in the freezer.
About six weeks ago I read that if you cut the bottom of Romaine lettuce when you were making your salad, then planted it, you would grow more lettuce. So I tried it.
It grew, and grew, and grew. Today I "harvested"! Alas, it was bitter and not tasty at all. What causes that? I bought some plants that are growing nicely in my little garden so I sure hope they're better than these.
Several years ago my mother's best friend gave me some of her peonies. She would be about 90 now if she were still living. These peonies were her mother's and maybe her grandmother's before her so I have no idea just how long they've been passed around. Aren't they beautiful?
I love flowers that have been shared by our mothers and grandmothers and neighbors and friends. The connection between women that this sharing highlights is awe inspiring to me.
Monday, April 16, 2012
J Is For...
J is for Just. I'm a Libra. If you're a Libra you know what that means - the scales must always balance and everyone must be treated the same. All things must be equal and justice should be automatic. I can't watch movies about injustice - can't, won't. It hurts my heart. I waited months and months to read The Help because I didn't think I could do it - my stomach hurts and my chest hurts when people aren't treated with respect. That makes me soft hearted I suppose but that's okay.
Because I hate injustice so much I sometimes hide my head in the sand...I avoid watching the news or reading the newspaper because 1) they only seem to report the bad stuff and 2) the media slants things in such an awful way sometimes that it's impossible for justice to prevail. When I went to college the first time (that's another story!) I went with every intention of becoming a reporter. I'm so glad God sent me in a different direction because I would have been awful at it.
Because I hate injustice so much I sometimes hide my head in the sand...I avoid watching the news or reading the newspaper because 1) they only seem to report the bad stuff and 2) the media slants things in such an awful way sometimes that it's impossible for justice to prevail. When I went to college the first time (that's another story!) I went with every intention of becoming a reporter. I'm so glad God sent me in a different direction because I would have been awful at it.
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