Lost and Found

Nancy does not have a great sense of direction. She gets lost a lot if she has to drive somewhere she's never been. She also gets right and left mixed up (she claims it's a side effect of teaching four-year-olds by mirroring "sides"---raising her left hand so the children will raise their right...).

I've threatened to attach gps systems to all her shoes so that she can keep track of where she is. Come to think of it, it wouldn't be a bad way to keep track of her shoes. They tend to get lost, too.

To be fair, sometimes that's because the shoes aren't where she left them, as they've been taken by Chuckles the Wonder Dog, who doesn't chew them, but has been know to get real friendly with them. In the past he did chew and it took a couple of times to discourage the teeth, but he still has the instinct.

He has the urge, but he values his teeth.

Fancy Dress

Let's get one thing out, early and clear. I do not, nor have I ever owned a tuxedo. I have never even rented a tuxedo.

However, as I am married to a bodacious woman who occasionally enjoys a little luxury, I fear that a tuxedo shirt may be in my future. I'm not exactly sure why. She is only giving me the slightest of hints, but I think it might have something to do with our ten year wedding anniversary. Which, come to think of it, is a very good reason to celebrate in style, as when I met Nancy, I had been given about 5 years to live before that particular doctor thought I would leave this mortal life.

After we got married, we changed doctors. Nancy didn't like the odds that other one gave.

Turns out, she seems to have made a good bet. I'm still here and we're still together.

It might even be worth dressing up like a penguin. Maybe.

I Wonder Where It Went

I could almost swear that I had already started a post or two or three about the repeatedly silly nah make that stupid topic of fat loss pills. I think such an idea rates up these with the Golden Fleece - Balancing the Federal Budget, Whirled Peas, World Peace, being paid for what I am worth, paying a Teacher what she/he is worth - Everything.
Oh Yeah - back to the Golden Fleece and blogs that write themselves, sans typos.

OMG A Bath 4 Moi?

I'll post pics of the kids just as soon as they return from their time away from the house. I am not sure whether or not Mrs Bodacious commented on boarding them for our wild Chicago Gardens weekend that has since been deemed a solo acct. So if an effort to reclaim some of the funds used for this escapade, I asked that the kids get dipped, bathed and prepped. This would have happened next Monday....ah so much for plans.
While we will not get cash back, we do have credit with these folks. Since we have gone thru the telephone tag session with Crossroads Animal Clinic (our vet) to make sure that every one's liability has been satisfied.
Ok I'm heading off - yes I am admitting I am off or soon will be - in my search for our kids.
Run n hide Ms. Lady Spitfire - The Boys are coming home!

Due Diligence

There are a lot of "diet aid" products out there, promising to remove inches, and improve your life through more beauty and better health. Well, I'll grant the better health aspect, as weight loss does help with health issues. Beauty is either there, or it isn't and shouldn't be more important than the health.

Which is why things like Decaslim reviews, or reviews of any kind are so helpful. It won't do any good if you lose a bunch of weight and end up ill or with your system out of balance. Do your research, ask the right questions and don't take anything unless you know what it will do to or for you .

Ooooooooooooooooooooooo.Weeeeee

Some women just do not know when to give up, but that's the entertainment men tolerate. Other women seem to feed on any kind of compliment either real or imagined. The real sort of compliments can be nurtured and cultivated to where they are truly heartfelt, reasonable and will not get the sender fired from any one's inadequacies. You say how do other people get into this when the compliment was both correct and well received - that's the result of making sure that absolutely no one is offended.

Hell yeah - I have seen a hubby threatened with his job because he he had foolishly complimented his wife and his sister-in-law (both of their B-days are on the same day - imagine that - TWINS). They loved his comment - the louder the better. It was that frumpy looking sad soul that turned him in. No amount of sexy loungerie would help her. (She's more the knee high hosiery type, herself),

And it was the comment that the man's wife and Sis-in-law did not need the sexy stuff that was taken offense to. Go figger.

Did I lose ya? Sowwy!

While Its Free

Oh to dream on how to spend ca$h we do not have. To the best of my feeble knowledge database - dreaming is still free - even though Obama's budget MAY change that. So what would be one of my top dreams - to get the best video cards available to us mere mortals.
I have seen other folk's hopped up PCs of whose video options know no limits. Their displays make the High Definition television look pitiful in comparison. Hell their PCs were showing the dimples on the avatars in the single person, too lifelike games. They need to put several monitors where a would be burglar might consider entering the house (say over the front door) a continuously repeating "movie" of their favorite pet Dobermans chewing on any of several human bones. They could add the still partially covered in skin covered skull and put a name tag near-by. The name tag would make reference to a local Martial Arts Champ that EVERYONE knew!

These....people

We need to show more sympathy for these people.
* They travel miles in the heat.
* They risk their lives crossing a border.
* They don't get paid enough wages.
* They do jobs that others won't do or are afraid to do.
* They live in crowded conditions among a people who speak a different language..
* They rarely see their families, and they face adversity all day ~ every day.

I'm not talking about illegal Mexicans ~ I'm talking about our troops! Doesn't it seem strange that many Democrats and Republicans are willing to lavish all kinds of social benefits on illegal's, but don't support our troops, and are even threatening to defund them?

Please pass this on; this is worth the short time it takes to read it.

Hydration

When Nancy and I go to Chicago at the end of May, we're likely to be walking, rolling and riding all over the area to different gardens. It's going to be a great trip, and we're both looking forward to it.

When Nancy went to Austin last year, she noticed that bottles of water, at least the plastic kind, were held in low esteem. They weren't green enough, you see. They're also expensive, and though we keep water (in plastic bottles!) on hand for hurricane supplies, buying water for day to day drinking use can get expensive. If our tap water didn't taste so funky (it used to be great, until it was decreed we could no longer use our own well), we would probably not use as many.

Even filtered, the water still smells of chlorine sometimes. Which is not so bad if you're washing dishes, but not so good for drinking. Still, bottles = bad, so.... custom water bottles might be in our future. At least we would be "trendy". Not that we DO "trendy" very well....

Keeping Face

It's not fair, but I have found myself in the position of, on the one (or two) hand (s) feeling like I'm 10 years older than I am and on the other, fighting a problem I having faced since my teenage years, acne. Acne! Acne, I tell you! I am 57 years old and I have acne. It is just not fair.

And, to make things even better, I am on several medications that mean I can't use some of the over the counter treatments. In fact, some of those medications might be the whole reason behind the problem.

So, I'll be investigating a natural acne treatment or two, hoping that one of them will work, not react with the other medications I take and actually, finally, work.

Da Game

The Astros are playing at home tonight, and I think the roof is open. This year, they've got a special ticket package for ten home games. Each ticket is only $10, and with it you get a hot dog and a drink. Not bad.

They played Chicago today. They lost.

Well, for ten dollars, I guess it would be a nice outing, watching a good game (hey, it depends on your point of view, I'm sure Chicago liked it!), and a nice stadium, a little together time with some friends...

Well, there's a reason that Astros tickets aren't as expensive as New York Yankees tickets.

Besides, I hear the hot dogs are pretty good at Reliant Stadium.

Money

One of the jobs I applied for when I was out of work was at a office supplies store. I was seen as over qualified, which of course, I was. I was also willing to work at just about any job so that money would be coming in to the household. It seemed a lot of the places I applied to were more confident that I'd get a new job immediately.

The job wasn't all that much. It was to recount and verify cash drawer receipts, and wouldn't have given me more than 10 to 15 hours a week. But I'd have been happy to get it.

Whimper

Finding dog and cat supplies is a simple task when you have a major food store a mile or so from the house. Then if you travel less than five miles East you will find a Petsmart less than a mile from the Petco. Wow! Talk about selection!
The number of subdivisions popping up in this part of Texas is unexplainable. There is a Recession. Dubbya said so - I heard him whimper something like that just before he left office.

Going Down the Scale

I seem to be stuck at a weight I think is a little too high. On one hand, the fact that this weight is 200 pounds lighter than the weight I started out with, is not so bad. The problems come in that I HAD lost 240 pounds. I want to lose that extra 40. You'd think the best weight loss pills would be the pride I have to swallow when we have to go buy new clothes because the clothes I have don't fit anymore.

Alas, my pride seems less important than that. Well, it's either my ego or my appetite. Frankly, I've more experience listening to my appetite. My ego is a wimp.

Jobs I Don't Do

When I was looking for work, after Great Big World Bank laid me and my whole floor of associates off in 2005, I looked every where and anywhere for another job. It took almost a year and a half, with many leads chased to a dead end. Finally, I considered a sales job. The thing is, I can sell anything, as long as my livelihood doesn't rely on it. On the other hand, sales training given to me, when I have to sell something, to a stranger... I don't do that so well.

It's not that I don't like talking to strangers. Nancy said one time that I could find someone to talk to in an empty room. And I do. I just can't sell them anything.

Hey That's Mine

I had seen this happen as a trick that a horse does, but I saw Charles do it recently - twice in the same night. We usually keep the house at a warm temp, but it was quite cold, so I am covered by two blankets. If I am fortunate Charles sleeps alongside me. Butch sleeps across several pillows right up to the point that I steal a pillow or two.
As I said it was a bit chilly, so Chuck slept under the blankets near my ankles. As I moved about on the bed the blankets slipped on Chuck and he leaned over, grabbed the blankets in his teeth and pulled them BACK!