Oh No! I have a Dold in my Dose

Hello Nice People,

I have a dold in my dose, so don't get too close.  So, with a cold, and a stinky, cold and rainy day......whats to do but stay in the house and clean.  So thats what I did today.  I even stayed off  the computer.  That was not as hard as I thought it would be.  I put the food  channel on and cleaned while they cooked everything from creamy rice to peanut brittle.  Paula  Deen, Giada, and the Neelys, and now there is some new blonde with spikey hair that  cooks up restaurant food.   She explains everything in minute detail, like we are all morons.  Oh gosh,  that sounds a little mean doesn't it.  I guess I am tired and not feeling too well.  Don't mind me.

      When I had enough of the cooking channel,  I went to good old Fox News.  There is the sad story of  four cops in  San Diego, that were  killed.  Fox carried some of the funeral today.  We, here in the Philadelphia area have seen that scenario so many times this year.  Unfortunately, here at the Jersey Shore, we had two fishing boats go down.  The first one last week, all were rescued.  But on Thursday,  five of seven men lost their lives when a scallop boat sunk 65 miles off shore.  It is just so sad.  The man who owned the boat, lost his brother and two sons.  I  worry about my son in law, he is also a commercial fisherman.  Commercial fishing is rated the number one most dangerous job.  Why does bad things happen to good people.  I guess only God knows the answer to that.  

 

 

        Thank you Peggy for the link to the doll patterns.  Peggy has the cutest cloth dolls on her blog, and I love cloth dolls.  Google Raggedy Old Annie to see some her dollies and buy patterns.  I think I might give it a try.  Summer is coming and I should have more time to do what I want.   It will be so nice not to have to be in bed by 8:30 or 9 o'clock.   Speaking of time,  one of these days when I have some time,  I am going to spruce up this blog.  I have red and blue with yellow buses on the margins.  And  Maroon and pink on the inside.  Thats gotta go!!!

      Well, the house is clean and my creamy rice was devoured (I learned that from the food  channel),  so I think I will get off of here and watch some TV.  Good Night ALL!

                                                         

                                                     

A Chicken story

Hello Nice People

Thank Ya Much for all the nice comments from everyone.

What a great group of people we have here. I was reading Kellys last entry about Hank and "Yippee" he is doing better. Only Kelly could make us happy for a chicken.

I have a cute chicken story:

Many years ago, when we were first married.....now that would make us about 23 years old....the little kids in the neighborhood got wind of it that I had a big weakness for animals.I had a constant stream of little ones bringing me birds that had fallen out of trees, half eaten (by a cat) squirrels and even a skunk. Well, it seems that there was a teacher at Mill Road School that would hatch chicks for science and then throw them in the trash. So the little kids brought me 3 baby chicks. Two died, and I was left with one which I raised in a bird cage. As the weather got warmer and the chick got bigger, we put him outside in the back yard. Our little town has a law that there are to be no farm animals. Of course, this included chickens. Well, in the beginning,this was just a chicken. We never thought about male or female. One summer morning, the weirdest noise woke us up. "What the heck was that?" Heard it again. Here's where Hubby says, "That ain't no chicken, thats a ROOSTER!" What the heck are we going to do with a rooster in Northfield? Now I am emotionally attached to this bird and he insists on crowing at the crack of dawn and waking up the neighbors. A block down the street was a little market. I got a Call from Mr Puggi saying that your rooster is down here pecking holes in my watermelons. A block the other way is a small department store that sold garden supplies and tools. Mr Rooster would walk down there and go in through the revolving door. Eventually, there were just too many complaints about a rooster terrorizing the neighborhood, so something had to be done. A few miles away, in another town there was an elderly lady who had chickens in her backyard. Well, there I was on her doorstep, crying like a baby with this big Road Island Red in my arms. She agreed to take my chicken, and take good care of him. And I could visit him anytime I like. Well, I DID visit. But for some reason, she never showed me my chicken. It took a long time for me to accept the idea that MY chicken was probably her Thanksgiving dinner. Now that I am older, I'm not quite so naive. Sorry Kelly.

Hello Nice People,

Is anyone other than me tired of seeing that picture of me in my last entry? Shoot, it's been sitting there since February 1st. I do plug into my Blog now and then to navigate to others who are tirelessly keeping THEIR blogs up to date. Yep, I have become a LURKER! I know, I should be ashamed. I don't know what happened to me. I just became very disinterested in keeping up this blog. I even thought of deleting it. Who would care. Would anyone miss it. But here I am. Maybe everyone feels that way now and then.

I am coming to you from my brand new LAPTOP. Well, it's not that new. I bought this shortly before Christmas. I know I have ranted about Hubby and how he took over MY computer with his card playing. And he doesn't even feel any guilt about it. OH, I would seethe (spelling?) as he sat at MY computer playing those stupid cards. "Do you want to get on here?" "Wellll NO, now its time to go to bed!!!" So guess what, I think we will buy a LAPTOP for me. Wow, it seems like yesterday we had this same conversation about getting a COMPUTER. That was about 10 or 12 years ago. ME--"Hey,lets get a computer." HIM--"Why, for what. what the heck do we need a computer for?" ME--"Well, cause Joan has one and Neva has one, so I want one. AND I want a Gateway because they come in cute cow boxes. So I did get a computer and I think I drove the Gateway people nuts for the next 6 months trying to get the darn thing to work right. Now I am the old broad that others call to ask for help. Here it is about 10 years later and we are a 2 computer family. It the house wasn't so small, I would get one in each room.

We are still on our LowCarb Diet. And we are down about 55 pounds each. I cleaned my closet and I have a pile of clothes that are all aout 4 to 6 sizes too big. Some I hate to part with, like my leather jacket, but what would be the sense in keeping them. I already have smaller an larger sizes in the attic that I will never use.

It has been cold and dreary here today and I had no intentions of going out. But, Carole called nad said, "there's a house sale on First Street." "Well let's go" I said, "what are we waiting for?" I've been looking for a vanity for the back bedroom Thats where I put my makeup on and do my hair. But I don't want anything new. I want an old one that I can paint shabby chic. I would be so happy with an OLD house that has a squeeky screen door and an old fashioned screened in porch. Uhoh, I can hear lots of people screaming, "Oh no you wouldn't".

Time to get off here and warm up some leftovers.

Talkatchalater,

Marlene