Sunday, May 16, 2010

Have a Beautiful Sunday!

16 comments:

  1. First today after Howard, eh?

    We had a good visit with Naomi today, took her out to a nice little Japanese restaurant of her choice. Her job sounds better and better the more we hear about it and her interactions with the boss and others. She's happy as a clam at high tide, and so are we. Have to admit she showed good judgment in choice of art school. [Academy of Art University in San Francisco; the instructors are all working artists.]

    TTFN

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  2. Alan, ain't it nice when the babies does ya proud?

    My baby's out replacing a rotted porch step. It's sunny and cool. Life is good.

    And listener? Love those pots!!

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  3. Cloudy day here, threatening showers. At least that's how I rationalize not cutting the grass today.

    Have to go off and sew two ruffly skirts for my grandbabies. I *hate* sewing ruffles, I *hate* gathering for ruffles, I'm really not very good at it. But I'm gonna do it anyway.

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  4. Grammie Susan ROCKS!

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  5. Feel free to filch them if you like, puddle. ;-)

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  6. Hi guys!

    My favorite pansies are the white ones, though yellow are darling too. I love how the inside looks like a little face looking back at you.

    Thursday's picture is lovely. Of course, I'm a sucker for seascapes. *grin*

    Susan, I don't remember my mother complaining about ruffles, though she must have, but I do remember her complaining about pleats. Mamas and Grammas who sow are first!

    I spent Friday working on "World Enough and Time," which is at last going well, and meant to spend the weekend working on it too. But, instead, I've spent it sleeping and reading. Donno why, but I have zilch energy. The weather is lovely, which makes me feel even worse, since I missed a beautiful, sunny morning today. *sigh*

    I finished The Girl Who Played With Fire, an excellent book. It's just as suspenseful and gripping as The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo but less violent, thank goodness. I'm eagerly awaiting the release from Audible of the third book in the series, The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet's Nest, due out on the Twenty-fifth. In the meantime, I've found some Jack Flanders adventures. Donno if anyone remembers The Fourth Tower of Inverness? It was on NPR in the late '70s or very early '80s, round about the same time as The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It was really weird, much weirder than HHGG, and I loved it. A few years ago I found it on CD but, though I felt sure there must be more adventures of Jack Flanders, I couldn't find any at amazon.com. Today at Audible, though, I stumbled across them. I'm so psyched! They'll give me something totally different from the quantum physics and the mystery and suspense I've been concentrating on lately.

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  7. Kid got loads of work done up in the field, repaired my kitchen drain, finally reattached the last bit of drywall so I can plaster and paint, got face plates on a couple of outlets, got ALL of my trash burned, the unburnables ready to go home with him, got my boxes and bags and etc into my car to take to Mercy House, cleaned out my composting toilet (the gardener thang), took my computer apart and cleaned the insides. And so on. This morning, more work on the garden, replaced my bottom step which was rotted, put insulation back up under the house (the critters keep bringing it down. Dug out a new fire pit, moved some big rocks up near the terrace (I have repair plans going). Left around noon. Now *there* is a houseguest you like to see coming, lol!

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  8. Wow! Sounds like you really get your money's worth out of that one. LOL I hope you're feeding him regularly to keep up his strength.

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  9. I try Cat, lol! Nice to see you back. I've missed ya!

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  10. Ally update at baby w/pic!

    http://eatapyzch.blogspot.com/

    http://www.gratefulness.org/candles/candles.cfm?l=eng&gi=ALLYS

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  11. Bill Thomasson5/16/2010 11:11:00 PM

    Sort of a wierd day today. I was supposed to go out with a gorup to see the stage adaptation of Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere and then to dinner with them afterward. But I never found the theater! Truned out the address I had typed as 6921 was really 6912. But that means I was directly across the street -- an essentially residential side street -- and never saw anything that looked like a theater. Didn't help that when I realized it couldn't be 6921 I decided it must be 5921 and hot-footed it down there. By the time I got on the EL to head back home I had really done my share of walking!

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  12. What an awesomely industrious son! You must be very proud of him! :)

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  13. Thank-you!! ♡

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  14. Aw, Bill; I'm sorry you didn't get to get where you intended to go in time for some festivities!

    We once had a similar struggle to find the location of my brother's father-in-law's memorial service. My brother gave me sketchy directions, being overtired and grieving, for a place out of state for me. By the time we realised that we had no idea where it was and I called his cell phone, he simply explained that they were going in now (to the service) and hung up! In the end we stopped at a donut shop and explained our plight. The clerk was so helpful, since we didn't actually have the NAME of the place, she worked it out by context; so we got there only partly late. Always ask a local, I say!

    It is such a strange, hollow feeling to not know where you are and where you are going.

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  15. My favourite pansies are very hard to find anymore. I like the pale blue ones! These are not actually a pale purple called blue, but are a true light blue. So pretty! I haven't found any this year (yet anyway). I also like the variety that ranges from pink to cranberry. But they are all pretty, from the velvety dark purples to the bright yellows to the showy whites with purple features. Hubby's favourites are the ones "with faces" because those were his Mom's favourites and she always planted those along the porch path.

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