Thursday, July 30, 2015

It's summer in our garden (a Kathi post)

There's a lot going on in our little garden. 


This picture is from 2013, and that year we just let the pumpkins grow up the net behind our square foot garden instead of on the ground. It cracked me up (well, it still does) to see pumpkins growing, basically, up in the air. People are surprised that the vine will hold once they've gotten so big, but the vine somehow knows it needs to be able to support it differently than it does on the ground. It just does.

This year we have four containers that each have a tomato plant in them -- two plum tomato and two of a heritage tomato that are kinda small. The plum tomatoes are finally putting on some fruit, and the heritage tomato has had little fruits for a couple weeks. Next year, we'll remember to plant a slicing tomato.

We have one container with a zucchini plant in it. Jim said he saw two small zucchinis on it, so that's good.

In our square-foot garden, we have strawberries, and we are still pulling a small or medium berry or two or three or four every day. We have not had a large berry in a week or two now.

Jim wanted to make something artsy out of gourds, so we planted one in each of the back four squares in the garden. We've got them trellising up the net at the back of the square-foot garden, like the pumpkin pictured above, and they all have blossoms on them. This is the first year we've tried to grow them, and they seem to like all weather -- hot, cool, wet, dry. Well, so far.

We planted two varieties of pumpkins and one heirloom watermelon. They are all booking right along and the pumpkins all have blossoms. The watermelon does not, and we have heard that it is never hot enough long enough here to grow them, but we try every year anyway. So far, this year's vine is the largest, at a whopping 1-1/2 feet. Still. . . maybe one day.

Oh! And cucumbers. We're growing them in a large container, and trellising them up a big tomato cage. So far, lots of little yellow blossoms and some pickle-sized cukes. They are a pickling variety, so some are about ready to be plucked.

We also planted three lavender plants this year. Next year, we'll plant a bunch more if they seem happy and do well, and we can use them in soaps and stuff.

One thing I do miss this year is my gardening buddy, Nugget. He's been gone a year and two months now. Last year, I didn't -- no, couldn't -- plant anything without him helping me. This is what I we see as I sat at the kitchen table cleaning and preparing whatever we'd bring in from outside. He was helpful that way, ya know. Sweet pup.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

WHAT'S HAPPENED TO US

What has happened to us? Our ancestors, from today, all the way back before the Revolution, are rolling in their graves, and will have turned their backs to us. The government takes our rights and we have done nothing. They trample the Constitution into the dirt, and we do nothing. They train our military people to go to war, then the veterans hospitals will not help them, and their rights are trampled. The Government pulls benefits. And, here we set.

The government treats all of us like we are little children who need to be taken care of. Like we need them to wipe our noses and butts and make ALL of the decisions for the American people because the government knows best.

Come on in to our country, no one will stop you. How about a free iPhone? How about we put you on welfare so you don't have to work? The government is here to take care of you! We will suck up to other countries so that we will not "offend" them. 

We let elected officials make a career out of being in office, with big raises and their own special medical insurance. While we are at it, how about life-time security and body guards? I mean it is only tax payer money.

Vacations? No problem -- tax payer dollars! And our ancestors roll in their graves more. We have heard, that Ronald Reagan carried a .38 revolver while in office. I wonder how many of the hon yuks in office around this country are packing, while the rest of us are not allowed to protect ourselves.

I'm heartsick every time I hear of a shooting. We don't need new laws on the books for this. Enforce the laws that we have now and quit medicating young people with anti-depressants. No more knee jerk reactions to a shooting! Taking firearms from the law-abiding people will solve nothing. Banning ammo or the government buying and stockpiling ammo will cause more problems down the line. The people in government need to quit living in their fairy tale land, and wake up to what is bringing down this country. 

Unless, that's their plan. And if it is, the whole world is done.

Our ancestors keep rolling in their graves. Flags, monuments, free speech, firearms, religion, civil rights, constitutional rights. . . where will it end? Will it end? Our ancestors fought for so much, and we still fight to this day.

Are the end times knocking at our door? Some think so. Are we going to have to have another revolution in this country? Some think so. Has the government over-stepped the boundaries? On a lot of things, hell yeah they have! There is no respect among thieves, and that is what a lot of them are.

There are tons of quotes from our founding fathers. I would say that they still hold truth today. We need term limits, we need to clean house, from state to state. From top to bottom. From coast to coast. We need to secure our borders. We need a strong military, and a strong people in this country. Not a bunch of people with their hands out wanting to be taken care of. We need people who want to work. We need people to start new businesses. And YES, you built that! 

Time, long over due, to make those in office do what the people want. Not what they think we want. Or they just don't give a damn. It's time to change things. Our ancestors deserve better than what we have done so far.        

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Some of our favorites from the Internet this week

From the Rocky Mountain Gun Owners organization.
http://rmgo.org 












From @TomiLahren:

From Dinesh D'Souza and Elly Maye on whether Obama is evil or stupid:

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, July 20, 2015

QUOTES OF THE WEEK: 7/19/15

"Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some."
--Charles Dickens,English novelist

"We learn by example and direct experience, because there are real limits to the adequacy of verbal instruction."
--Malcolm Gladwell, author from "Blink:The Power of Thinking Without Thinking"

"The more I want to get something done, the less I call it work."
--Richard Bach, American writer

"If at first you don't succeed, find out if the loser gets anything."
--Bill Lyon, Sports columnist

Friday, July 17, 2015

JADE HELM IN DENVER?

I've waited to post this, to see if anything more was said on the news or something here in Denver. Wednesday night at DIA, the news reported that there were things going on, but that they could not get close enough to check it out. An area at the airport was blocked and walled off, part of a runway, and some buildings for "training." They said they did not know who all was involved.

Heard nothing else about it all day Thursday on any of the news stations. Did not hear anything on the nightly news. Was it Jade Helm? Even after they said it had been canceled for the Denver area, I don't know, but I would sure like to know more. It all kind of makes your a-hole pucker just a bit, don't you know.

We will see what goes on here this weekend and next week.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

WHAT WAS THAT SMELL?

Last week, we had hazy and kind of foggy weather. BUT, we were told that it was smoke from up north. Way up north, from Canada. So I kept inhaling and smelling. It was very disappointing. I had my heart all set for it.

Years ago, just before they closed the Homestead Act in Canada, my Dad, Mom, sisters, and I went to Canada. WOW! We had a great time. And the people were so nice. We stopped off in Vancouver for breakfast on our way to Vancouver Island. I wish I could remember the name of the place.

When we walked in, the place smelled of coffee and great food. It was packed full of people. By the time we were able to set down, I thought that I was going to pass out from all the smells and looking at the food that other people were eating. Stacks of pancakes, biscuits, gravy, eggs, sausage, and Canadian bacon.

Well, I ordered wild blueberry sourdough pancakes, two eggs over easy, and Canadian bacon, milk, and juice. The pancakes were over-hanging the plate by at least a half inch. And the blueberries were HUGE! The yolks on the eggs were a deep yellow and were done just right. The Canadian bacon was the best I had ever had. I don't even remember what everyone else ate.

All I do remember is I ate every single bit; I was ready to lick the plate even. I do remember a few family members moaning a bit trying to get back in our van. We made the ferry, and found a place to camp on Vancouver Island. We did not eat until supper time that night. It was a great trip.

The air here never did smell like Canadian Bacon. What a bummer.

Monday, July 13, 2015

QUOTES OF THE WEEK: 7/13/15

"Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn."
--Elizabeth Lawrence, garden designer and writer

"We are born charming, fresh and spontaneous and must be civilized before we are fit to participate in society."
--Judith Martin ("Miss Manners"), American writer
and etiquette authority

"Action may not always bring happiness, but there is no happiness without action."
--Benjamin Disraeli, former British prime minister

"Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before."
--Kurt Vonnegut, American novelist and satirist

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Late night 'cause of the movies, so. . . (A Kathi Post)



We got home late after going to the movies, and it was supposed to be my turn to post. I apologize.

Instead, here is a picture I took of a gator a few years ago when we were in the New Orleans area. This was in the Honey Island Swamp, taken from a boat when we were on a swamp tour. The guide threw marshmallows to tempt the gators out close enough that we could see them. As you can see, it worked. He looks rather grumpy, don't you think?

Have a great Tuesday!

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

STRANGE SATURDAY EVENT

Last Saturday as Kathi and I were lounging and trying to decide what to have for breakfast, we were listing to classic country and western music. (I was ready to grab Kathi and do a two step around the living room.) We listened to Johnny Cash, Merle, Jim Reeves, and I could go on and on. Good music on a Saturday morning to go with our coffee.

As we sat there, and talked, and listened to the music. A song that I have not heard in over 25 years popped into my head. It had me talking to Kathi about when my best friend Ed and I first heard it all that many years ago. It hit a cord with us as we could identify with the lyrics. So, before I tell you all what the song is, and who sang it, I'll tell you why it was kind of strange.

I was told this many, many years ago, and I believe this in my very soul: when someone passes, whether family or friend, and if you're open and thinking of them, that there can be some kind of contact. It could be a butterfly that lands on you; the smell of that person's perfume or after shave. I know someone who swears that after his mom died, he received a phone call from his mom's home phone with her answering machine message calling. His mom had passed three weeks before.

So, maybe there is something to it.

Anyway, back to the story of what happened. I sat with Kathi and told her about this song that Ed and I always played when we went to this restaurant. I could not remember the title, but the tune was in my head. The song is titled "Rollin' With the Flow" by Charlie Rich.

All of a sudden, the song started up. We both looked at each other, Kathi's eye's as big as dinner plates, and I got goose bump's all over and the hair stood up on the back of my neck. Coincidence? Maybe. But I (and Kathi) think it was Ed. Maybe just to say, "Hey! I'm here."

You can laugh and say it was nothing. Or that It was just our imaginations. But me? I think it was Ed. It brought a tear or two to my eye, but it made my day and strengthened my belief. Is there an afterlife? I think there is. And I'm glad that Ed stopped by.  


Tuesday, June 30, 2015

4th OF JULY

The 4th of July is this weekend. I enjoy the 4th of July. It used to be that you could set off fireworks on your own or with friends. Now they want you to go to firework shows. And those are now becoming fewer and farther between. 

My friends and I, when we were kids, would just about wet ourselves waiting for the firework stands to start going up around town. We would save as much money as we could so that we could get some really cool things that went BANG! Or that you could launch into the air. The BIGGER the better. Pop bottle rockets, the bigger the better. Fire crackers, the bigger the better. 

Cherry bombs, M-80s, zingers, black cats, fountains, whistlers, spinners. If it made a loud BANG! or flew, we just had to have them. Even the sparklers could be fun. We would have pop bottle rocket fights and Roman candle wars. We would blow things up like that old model car that had fallen on the floor of your room. Or maybe one of your sister's dolls. Coffee cans and soup cans were fun, also. 


And you know, not once, ever, did we lose a finger or put someone's eye out. We never burned down any homes or torched a field. We were always told, reminded, and re-told what the 4th of July was all about. We all had fun. We would bar-b-q in the back yard, play games, visit with neighbors, and wait for it to get dark.

You could set in your front yard and eat homemade ice-cream, and watch fireworks up and down your street. Some places, like baseball games, had fireworks shows. But, now days, it's against the law to have or set off any type of fireworks in our area. I have even heard that you can't even have or light those little black cones that make a snake of ash on your side walk.

Yep, the 4th of July has gotten pretty tame these days. But what it means and what it stands for will never ever be diminished.

Hope that you all have a safe 4th.

  

Monday, June 29, 2015

QUOTES OF THE WEEK : 6/29/15

"Without labor nothing nothing prospers."
-- Sophocles, Greek playwright and philosopher

"The thing I hate about an argument is that it always interrupts a discussion."
-- G.K. Chesterton, English writer

"The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the seeking of it."
-- William Faulkner, American novelist

"Study without desire spoils the memory, and it retains nothing that it takes in."
-- Leonardo DaVinci, Artist, scientist, inventor and author

Monday, June 22, 2015

QUOTES OF THE WEEK: 6/22/15

"To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic."
-- Alphonse de Lamartine, French writer and politician

"No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings."
-- William Blake, British painter and poet

"Winning is a habit. Unfortunately, so is losing."
-- Vince Lombardi, American football player and coach

"We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us."
-- Joseph Campbell, American writer and mythologist

Monday, June 15, 2015

QUOTES OF THE WEEK: 6/15/15

"There are two ways to pass a hurdle; leaping over or plowing through. There needs to be a monster truck option."
--Jeph Jacques, creator of online comic strip "Questionable Content "


"When a thing is funny, search it carefully for a hidden truth."
--George Bernard Shaw, Nobel Laureate in Literature


"Be modest! It is the kind of pride least likely to offend."
--Jules Renard, French writer

Friday, June 12, 2015

ANCESTRY

Have you ever wondered about who your ancestors are? Have you ever tried to find out? Well, I've been working on mine. I found out, on my Dad's side, that our first Noland came all the way from Ireland and ended up on our shores, in Maryland, in 1686.

From there, we spread out, and moved southwestward. I've had family in wars, and family who worked in government. Family who had large families, and those who lost families. Some may have had slaves, and some who may have been slaves themselves. And maybe some who were on the other side of the law. Store owners, ship makers, innkeepers. . .  the list could go on.

On my mother's side, it goes back to England, then they came here, to Plymouth Rock, by way of the Mayflower. Just like my Dad's side, the list is long, and it is hard and interesting to try to find information on people in my family. I'm sure that they all come from different walks of life. Good and bad and whatever is in between.

It's history. It's my family history. It is also the history of our country. It is the lives, loves, tragedies, riches, and all else that make us who we are. It's what we stand for. Skeletons in the closet? Yes. And I'm looking to see what else the family history has to give.

If you can, look into your own family. See what you can find. I'm sure there are great family stories out there. I plan to write about some of them myself. You will also find some things about your own self as you go along. It's fun, it's very addicting once you get going. And the information that is out there and available to you is beyond mind boggling. Besides, you might even find that you have some famous people in your family.

I'm still looking for mine, but to me? They are all famous in my family.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

ROCKY MOUNTAIN HIGH

I'm sure that you all know that recreational pot is legal here in Colorado. And now we will have what is called "Canna Camp." Have any of you heard about this? This Canna Camp is in Durango. It is on 170 acres and it will cost you $395 dollars per night, per person.

You can only toke up outside. You can play golf, fish, and I'm sure there are other activities. I guess happy time (hour) starts at 4:20 PM. So, I wonder if they have a place where you can purchase your munchies, or do you have to supply your own? Will you be able to purchase extra pot at the front desk? I mean, if I have to pay close to $400 bucks a night, what else do I get for that price?

And what of the animals? Are we going to have stoned chipmunks running amok? Are you going to be attacked by a stoned  bear that thinks you are a taco from Taco Bell? Are the hummingbirds going to see you as a giant sweet sippy-cup? What about a bull elk or a big buck that's high, and looks at you and decides that it's rutting season all over again?

What about when hunting season comes along? How would you like to be out hunting around Durango, with a bunch of hunters who are stoned? I wouldn't. 'Course, they might have some fantastic food and great munchies, and never set foot out of camp. Or, maybe some of them would trek to their tree stand and, when they set down, find that they forgot to bring their bow with them.

All of this "fun" will start July 1st.

I personally think that Colorado made a BIG mistake by legalizing recreational marijuana. It is more of the dumbing down of America trend. And, yeah, I smoked it years ago. Plus, I drank like a fish. But I grew out of it a long, long time ago. I have no problem with medical pot. If it helps, then by all means be my guest.  But do we really need a hotel that caters to marijuana users?

I wish that the people of Durango would think more about what this could do to their town other than bring in money and the impact it could have. Then again, maybe it will make them all rich.
Note: Kathi here -- I had to sneak this photo in of Jim from an event at a library conference we went to around 2008 -- tie-die, gray wig, leather wrist band, handband and all. Shhhh! He won't know it's here, probably until comments come in. Hee hee hee!

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

COWBOY UP

The cowboy code was never really written down. But, now and then, a old cowboy would take a boy aside and teach him things. Things to know, things to do. They would pass on a "code" that they had lived by their whole life.

I think that we, as men, in this day and age should maybe take heed. And try and teach young men and boys this "code." I think that women and girls may gain from this also. Maybe we all just need to be reminded now and then.


                        - COWBOY CODE -

 1. Learn all you can and cultivate wisdom.
 2. Speak the truth, and let your word be your bond.
 3. Never betray a trust, or desert a friend.
 4. It's fine to feel fear, but don't let it back you down.
 5. Remember that good never prevails without courage and grit.
 6. Be courteous, polite, and neat.
 7. Be gentle with women, children, and the elderly.
 8. Listen to the elderly, for they can be wise.
 9. Protect and care for those who can't help themselves.
10. Protect the land and care for animals.
11. If something sounds too good to be true, expect that it is.
12. Do the job you're paid to do with honor and pride.
13. Never quit when times are the toughest.
14. Speak straight, speak properly, and don't speak to much.
15. Keep your sense of humor, and don't meddle.
16. Smile, it could open doors for you.
17. When you have done all you can, rest in your faith.
(From: A Look at Life from the Saddle: Stores and Inspirations from a Cowboy, by Armour Patterson)

There are some others. And some are just common sense. It couldn't hurt to put some of these to use today in our lives. Now, if we could just get the young ones to put down their gadgets and listen.

Monday, June 8, 2015

QUOTES OF THE WEEK: 6/8/15

"An unhurried sense of time is in itself a form of wealth."
--Bonnie Friedman, author

"We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend."
--Robert Louis Stevenson, Scottish novelist and poet

"Laugh and the world laughs with you; snore and you sleep alone."
--Anthony Burgess, English writer and composer

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

LOTS AND LOTS OF RABBITS

We all know that rabbits are quick on their feet. And that they are quick to reproduce. When you have rabbits, they get into just about everything. They also seem to be on the smart side. It once took my Dad a whole year to get rabbits out of his garden.

Their garden was 50-feet by 100-hundred feet. They plowed, they planted, and fenced it off. Soon, the garden had young sprouts shooting up all over the place. Then the young sprouts and some of their veggies were disappearing, and my Dad found evidence of some wascally wabbits had been at the garden. He set some traps around the garden. He managed to catch a few. But the garden was still being raided.

He checked and rechecked the fence. He could not find where they were getting in. Then one day, when he was in the garden doing some hoeing, something ran between his feet. Scared the crap out of him. He started to look around the garden. Almost right in the middle of it he found a rabbit hole. He guessed that when he put up the fence that he fenced some of the rabbits in the garden. He told me that those were some of the best rabbits he had eaten in years.

Now our garden is up and ready to go. Except we came home the other night and found that a -- or some -- rabbits had been digging in our garden. The garden is now fenced off. But, it does not stop there. These brazen little bas***ds now lay in wait for Kathi and I. They will lay in the yard, right next to the sidewalk. You come out of the house, walk towards the garage, and it jumps up, scares the pee out of you, and runs off about 10 yards or so, and stops. And I swear that they turn around and then flip you off.

Some friends of ours are having rabbit problems also. Their rabbit problem is worse then ours. They have gangs of rabbits. And they swear that the rabbits are throwing gang signs back and forth at the dogs. I think that there will be a turf war soon in their backyard. I'm also sure that one of those gang of rabbits, is called. . . The Dead Rabbits, from that movie Gangs of New York. I think the other gang is called The Bunz or something along those lines.

I saw three rabbits just the other day, chasing a German Shepard down our street. They are so brazen that they have picked out a spot in our front yard to lay and sunbathe. Plus they watch our front room window while lounging in the sun, and flip you off if you look out the window. I'm hoping that they will chase the mailman. Then, maybe, if they don't catch him he will file a report. Maybe send in the National Guard or something. I even think that they may have scared off all of the coyotes around here.

These bunnys are planning to take over, I just know it.
  

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

JAMES MADISON: Our Fourth President.

James Madison, our fourth president, made this wise observation.

"I believe there are more instances of the abridgment of the rights of the people by the gradual and silent encroachments of those in power, than by violent and sudden usurpations."


Thursday, May 28, 2015

Renuzit Pearl Scents: A Review and Giveaway (A Kathi Post)m


Renuzit provided me with a sample of Renuzit Pearl Scents in exchange for a review of the product. All the opinions expressed here are mine alone.

I am a scent person. I choose just about every product based on its scent -- household cleaners, shampoos, lotions, soaps -- you name it.


One thing I really like is to walk into my house and have it smell nice. When my Renuzit Pearl Scents sample arrived, I opened it and put it out right away. I received the Sparkling Rain sample. That's also good because that scent is green, and green is my favorite color!

Though I do not think it actually smells like rain itself, it does smell fresh and clean. I placed the container in my hallway, but I do not really spend enough time walking back and forth to get to smell the scent often enough, so I moved it into the bedroom.

It smelled great, but I am sleeping most of the time I'm in there, so I moved it to the living room near the entrance. I can smell the clean and fresh scent pretty much the entire time I'm home. I really like the way it smells, so that's good.

It's also kind of fun to look at because the "pearl" aspect of it is that the product is made of shiny, gel-looking pearls. Every once in awhile, I give it a shake when I walk by just because it's fun and I think it stirs things up and gives the room a fresh burst of scent. Are you a fisher? These kinda remind me of salmon eggs, but prettier and they smell WAY better. (Oh, no -- I hope my husband Jim does not get any wild ideas.)

Renuzit Pearl Scents are offered in Sparkling Rain, Serenity, Seductive Pineapple, Tranquil, and Blue Sky Breeze. Bonus -- they are pretty, too!

Renuzit has given me 3 free-product coupons to giveaway so 3 readers can try it, too. If you want to receive one of them, please send me an email with the subject line "Renuzit Pearl Scents" and give me your name and mailing address in the body of the email. I'll choose three entrants at random to receive a coupon for your own free Renuzit Pearl Scents product. 

Email me at kathleennoland (at) yahoo (dot) com by June 1. I'll draw the recipients on June 2 and will mail out your free product coupon the same day. I'll post the recipient names here so that you can start watching for yours if yours is one of the names drawn.

Thanks for stopping by and reading.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

DID YOU KNOW?

Have you ever heard of pupaphobia?

It is an unreasonable fear of dolls and puppets.

So, now you know!

Monday, May 25, 2015

Memorial Day: Thank you

Thank you to all who served, and to those of you who have family who served. God bless.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Ted Nugen't's Post to Think About

Ted Nugent posted this on his Facebook page yesterday, and I thought it was interesting and something some of you might like to see.
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For those Americans still capable of actually thinking with a sense of honesty, THINK ABOUT THIS!

Part I
A. Back off and let those men who want to marry men, marry men.
B. Allow those women who want to marry women, marry women.
C. Allow those folks who want to abort their babies, abort their babies.
D. In three generations, there will be no liberal democrats.
 


Part II
10 Poorest Cities in America and how did it happen?
(City, State, % of People Below the Poverty Level)
1. Detroit , MI 32.5% 
2. Buffalo , NY 29.9% 
3. Cincinnati , OH 27.8% 
4. Cleveland , OH 27.0% 
5. Miami , FL 26.9% 
6. St. Louis , MO 26.8%
7. El Paso , TX 26.4%
8. Milwaukee, WI 26.2%
9. Philadelphia , PA 25.1%
10. Newark , NJ 24.2%

What do the top ten cities (over 250,000) with the highest poverty rate all have in common?
Detroit, MI (1st on the poverty rate list) hasn't elected a Republican mayor since 1961
Buffalo, NY (2nd) hasn't elected one since 1954
Cincinnati, OH - (3rd) since 1984
Cleveland, OH - (4th) since 1989
Miami, FL - (5th) has never had a Republican mayor
St. Louis, MO - (6th) since 1949
El Paso, TX - (7th) has never had a Republican mayor Milwaukee, WI - (8th) since 1908
Philadelphia, PA - (9th) since 1952
Newark, NJ - (10th) since 1907
THINK ABOUT IT! 


Einstein once said, "The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."

It is the poor who habitually elect Democrats...yet they are still POOR.
THINK ABOUT IT!
 
Part III
"You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich. 
You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong. 
You cannot bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift. 
You cannot lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down. 
You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred. 
You cannot build character and courage by taking away people's initiative and independence.
You cannot help people permanently by doing for them, what they could and should do for themselves."
--Abraham Lincoln
THINK ABOUT IT!


"Any man who thinks he can be happy and prosperous by letting the government take care of him had better take a closer look at the American Indian.” -- Henry Ford


THINK ABOUT IT!

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

FEED YOUR FACE: BBQ - IT'S TIME

After Mom's day, it is time to do some planting of gardens. Time to clean the patio and patio furniture. Time to get out the utensils for cooking on the grill. Unless, of course, you're like me and use your grill in the winter time. 'Course, anytime is a good time to cook on your grill.


I'm lucky; I have a couple of grills I use. But now is the time to clean your grill, buy more propane, wood chips for smoking, charcoal, and new utensils if need be. Check all parts of your grill and replace anything that looks old or worn out. Check propane bottles and lines. Also check carefully under the lid of your grill. I had a couple of wasp nests one time.

'Course, once I have my grill ready for the summer I want to cook something on it the same day. Make something simple, like hot dogs or some burgers. I also get out some of my recipes that I've gotten over the years, or some that I've seen on TV or out of a magazine. I also go through spices, rubs, marinades. Replace them, make new ones, or buy some of your favorites.

Do you use any cast iron on your grill? Check them for rust and such. If need be, clean and re-season them. How about that rotisserie? Do you still have all the parts? Does the motor still work? Check the cord. Do you have a apron? Has the one you used last year been cleaned? Do you need a meat thermometer? How about the batteries? How about the squirt bottle for flare ups on your grill? And what about a fire extinguisher? It doesn't hurt to have one handy, just in case.

So once you're ready, it's time to crank it up. Do some cooking. Give the wife a break. Throw a He-man steak on the grill. Cook up some chicken. Do some beans in the skillet. Smoke some fish on the grill. Maybe you have some leftover elk or venison in the freezer. Cook it low and slow. It's a good time to spend with family and friends. Or to really bug your neighbor when he smells something cooking on your grill.

So, have at it. Time to start the grilling season. Be safe. And as I like to say: FEED YOUR FACE!

Monday, May 18, 2015

QUOTES OF THE WEEK: May 18, 2015

"Wisdom consists not so much in knowing what to do in the ultimate as knowing what to do next."
--Herbert Hoover, 31st President

"Let me win, but if I cannot win, let me be brave in the attempt."
-- Special Olympics motto

"Everything you can imagine is real."
--Pablo Picasso, Spanish artist

Friday, May 15, 2015

NOT FUN

First, I want to thank those of you who said prayers and sent well wishes for me while I was out with kidney stones. Next, I thank my better half, Kathi, for doing some posts about how I was doing. And for watching over me. And hauling my fat little butt to and from the hospital. (Sorry if I scared you a few times.)

So, I won't go into great detail about the kidney stones, and the procedure to be able to pass them suckers. I will say, though, that when you have one of the stones at about a half inch in size? You are NOT going to be able to just pee that sucker out. Thank God for some good drugs. I wish that the doctors would check out getting some equipment in a smaller size. Haven't they ever heard of fiber optics??!! Enough said.

I'm on the mend, and trying to get back in the swing of things around home. I lost a few pounds while having the stones. I lost my sense of taste for awhile. But, with how good a cook Kathi is, I'll gain a few of those pounds back. I'm ready for some home-cooked ribs, biscuits and gravy, and homemade cookies. Maybe we can go out to eat, and I think that I would be good for about a pound of crab legs and some hush puppies. The Isle of Belly is in need!

When I used to drink beer on a regular basis, I never got kidney stones. Maybe it's time to fry up some bacon and have a beer.

Again, thanks for the prayers and your words of encouragement. They helped immensely.

Monday, May 11, 2015

A Jim Update: Good News (A Kathi Post 5/11/2015)

Jim has finished his procedures and had his surgeries, and is definitely on the mend!

He'll be back to blogging later this week or early next week.

Thank you for your words of encouragement and prayers. Both were appreciated. 


Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Another Jim Update: A Kathi Post

Jim is still hanging in there, waiting for his next surgery to get the largest stone blasted out of there. 

He can't sit very long, and he's really uncomfortable, so that makes blogging no fun.

Thanks to those who have stopped by and left comments or sent him notes to his email. He will be back, but just not as soon as hoped.

We appreciate you!

Friday, March 20, 2015

Review & Giveaway: Dial Miracle Oil Body Wash (A Kathi Post)

Update: The giveaway winners are Ruby G., Fran H., and Cathy C. Thanks to all of you who entered.


The Dial brand provided me with a sample bottle of Dial Miracle Oil Body Wash in exchange for a product review. All opinions expressed here are my own.











I have tried a lot of different soaps and body washes over the years. Maybe you are like that, too? The first thing I noticed when I looked at the bottle of Dial Miracle Oil Body Wash is its pretty amber color. It looked rich, like the beautiful amber pendant someone brought me from Bulgaria once upon a time.

When I poured some into my hand in the shower, it felt super rich and silky, and smelled like. . . well, I really do not know what to say about the scent, other than it is mysterious – in a nice way, of course.

I usually use body wash instead of bar soap every day when I shower because, though I do not usually have dry skin, I have noticed my skin does feel tight and dry in the winter, especially when it has been cold out and we’ve needed the furnace on to stay warm.

So, I had already noticed the rich look, rich feel, and rich scent, and you can add rich lather to the list. I have used in-shower body lotion in winters past, so I expected this rich product might be hard to rinse off, but that was not the case. It rinsed clean! My skin felt so soft and smooth, and with just a tiny bit of scent remaining.

Okay, so I really liked using this. That made me curious to look at what it is made of – Marula oil. I found a Web site that told me, “Hand harvested by women in village collectives from the exotic fruit seed kernels of bio dynamic and drought resistant Marula trees, indigenous to Southern Africa and Madagascar,” and “Marula Oil is ideal for dull, aging skin, under-nourished skin and frequent travelers.” (http://www.africanbotanics.com/the-beauty-and-skin-care-benefits-of-marula-oil/) So, now we know why it does what it does.

All day, after using this, my skin still feels soft, smooth, and – if I stick my arm directly to my nose – lightly (very lightly) scented.

Dial Miracle Oil Body Wash is excellent!

The Dial brand sent me three coupons to give away. I’ll choose three names at random to receive a coupon for a free full-sized bottle so you can try it yourself. To enter, email your name and mailing address to kathleennoland (at) yahoo (dot) com. I’ll notify the recipients on Friday, March 27.


Thanks for stopping by!

Thursday, March 19, 2015

A Jim Update (A Kathi Post)

Jim has had an emergency surgery and two ER visits just this week! He is on the mend, but still away from this blog for awhile. He is very tired and sore, and he has a second surgery in a week or two. So, add him to your prayers? Thanks – Kathi

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

STONES

There are all kinds of stones in this world. Flat stones, round stones, long stones, short stones. Stones for building. There is also flag stone, sand stone, paving stone. We also have gem stones in all shapes and sizes. There are all kinds of stones, all around us. 

Our bodies can even have stones. Like gall stones and kidney stones. And that's what I've got going on right now. I've been trying to pass some kidney stones since February. That is why I have not done much blogging of late. This is not the first time I have had kidney stones. The last time was about 10 years ago. Lots of pain, and three trips to the hospital, before I raised hell, and told them to get me a room.

This time, I thought that I had seen blood in my urine back in February. I was not sure, and didn't have any pain at the time. A week or two later, after shoveling snow, I had a little twinge of pain, kind of like when you slightly pull a muscle in your back. No big deal, took some Advil, pain gone. Had the same little nagging pain for a week or two.

Then got up one morning, went into the bathroom, and there was definitely blood in my urine. But by the end of the day I could not see any blood, but we made an appointment with the doctor. Four days later, at the doctor's office, I had a urine test and there was blood in my urine, even though i couldn't always see any. I told the doctor about the little twinges of pain that I kept having in my lower back. The doctor set up a appointment for me to go and have a CT scan done.

After the CT scan, we went home. The next day, the doctor called and said to set and appointment with the urologist, because I had several small kidney stones and a good sized one, also. I called and tried to get in to the urologist within a day or two. No go. They can't see me until March.So, now I have to wait until the 17th March to see the urologist. Thankfully, I have only had one really bad night with pain, and the pain pills the doctor gave me not only knocked out the pain, but knocked me out also. 

The very first time I had kidney stones, the pain was so bad that I passed out. I was taken to the hospital, where I stayed for about a week without passing a stone. They ended up taking me to surgery, knocking me out, sticking this thing up inside me, and crushing the stones so I could pass all the pieces out. Folks, I'm here to tell you. . . I would not wish this kind of pain on anybody. Not even my worse enemy. I believe this is as close as a guy can get to the pain a woman goes through to give birth.

It seems I have these about every 10 years or so. This is my third time. Sorry if I grossed anybody out.

Maybe this time I'll see if I can keep these stones. Maybe post a picture or two. Maybe a little craft work, and make them into earrings or something.

Monday, March 9, 2015

QUOTES OF THE WEEK : 3/9/15

"If you can't say something good about someone, sit right here by me."
-- Alice Roosevelt Longworth, Writer

"He who is not everyday conquering some fear, has not learned the secret of life."
--Ralph Waldo Emerson, Writer

"It is easy to sit up and take notice. What is difficult is getting up and taking action."
--Al Batt, American Writer

Monday, February 16, 2015

Quote of the week: 2/16/2015

Not so much a quote as it is a cartoon. Every year we say we are not going to buy Girl Scout cookies, and every year we end up buying some -- and some years we buy more than others. Well, they are good and they do teach Girl Scouts some things, so let's just say we do it for the good of everyone, right?


This comic is attributed to basketcasecomix.com

Friday, February 13, 2015

VALENTINE TIME

This Saturday is Valentine's Day. We don't want to forget about who all we need to send valentines to. So, get the JUMBO box of candy, double up on the roses, hit the ATM for some extra cash to take them to a fancy dinner and all. Maybe go to a show or dancing. 

Maybe us guys could do a little striptease for our ladies. Or, the ladies could do a little striptease for us guys. Set the mood, turn the lights down low, or -- for some of us -- maybe with the lights turned off. I tried a striptease dance for a lady friend years ago. (I used a tether ball pole, you know, the kind cemented in the old tire.) I brought it into our bedroom before she came home and set it by the foot of the bed. I had candles, I had Barry White ready to play on the record player. I even went and bought a bottle of her favorite wine, Boone's Farm Apple. 

All was set. I took her out to Dino's Italian Restaurant. We had the lasagna meal with salad and bread sticks, and a couple of glasses of house wine. After the meal, I gave her this HUGE box of candy and a Valentine card. As we drove back to our apartment, she snuggled up next to me. When we got home, she went straight to the bathroom. I went into overdrive. I got her two dozen roses, and spread them on the floor from the bathroom to the bedroom. I turned down the covers on the bed. I turned Barry White on the record player. I stripped down and put on this "thong" thing, and put on a pair of boxers with hearts all over them on top of that. Then I waited.

I waited some more. I re-started Barry White. I waited some more. Finally, I heard the bathroom door open. I quickly started Barry White again, and positioned myself next to the tether ball pole. The mood was set. Things were looking good. Then, I heard a yelp, and then another yelp, and then a scream of pain. I ran to see what was wrong. As I stepped towards the bedroom door, I (of course) stepped on one of the roses that I had spread on the floor. THORNS! I had forgotten to remove the thorns from the roses. 

As I hobbled down the hall, my valentine was in great pain, as was I. Except, some of the roses had stuck to her feet and she had set down on the floor to remove the roses. She also had a couple of the long stemmed roses stuck to her butt. I made it over to her, helped her up, picked her up, and carried her to our bedroom.

I placed her on the bed, and it was then that I noticed she was wearing one of her old ragged nightgowns, and had goopy cream all over her face.

There I was, all ready to carry on for Valentine's Day. I got all the stickers out of her feet and her tush that I could. I poured her a glass of apple wine, restarted Barry White, and started my striptease for her.She didn't say anything, just kept on drinking her wine.

When I got to the part of the striptease using the tether ball pole. . . well, that's when it went really bad. 

I tried to swing around the pole. About half way around, the pole tipped, I stubbed my toe on the foot board of the bed, landed on my knees, and found the last of the rose thorns on the floor. As I landed on the floor, that made the record of Barry White jump. Somehow I ripped my boxer shorts. The tether ball pole rolled and hit the mirror of the dresser and broke it. 

By then, I had rug burns, thorns embedded in my knees, ripped shorts, broken mirror shards all over the bedroom, and Barry White sounded like he had the hiccups. My girl friend was giggling. And I was trying to act nonchalant about the whole thing.

I missed work the next day. She kissed me and gave me a big smile when she went out the door to work. I could have sworn I heard her say, "Next year let's just stay home."