A Little bit of Something...

Okay so I know it has been awhile, so I wanted to at least say something. "Something" there I said it! LOL! Naw, just kidding!

After my last post, I am truly blessed with such good and thoughful friends, yall are awesome!

It has still been hard on the family, but most especially on my brother. Which in turn makes it hard on us to see him suffering so. But we will get past it and resume some sort of normalcy(is that a word?).

Now on to other things.
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I have come to realise that my cats have to be the stupidest cats ever. (Just a slight warning this might be a tad too much information.) Now I have always had a cat, most of all those times I have always had an indoor cat or two or three. Indoor cats require a litter box. I have gone through all sorts of sizes of litter boxes trying to find just the right size for certain cats. Usually this is not that much of a big deal. BUT I currently have the biggest size I have ever had and these stupid cats still manage to poop on the edge. Aggrevates me to no end, how hard can it be to actually get "it" into the box?! It's the largest box ever!! Lets not even go to the subject of actually covering it up. Okay lets do, for just a little...Whiskers is the worst at covering! He will scratch at the wall, the rug and even sometimes the shelf right next to the box, but never will he touch his paw to the litter for the art of covering. All I can do is shake my head and do cleanup. Ohh and lets not forget all the litter spillage they manage to do. Well actually that is Peach's doing, she can really get messy with her art of covering, almost to an obsession.

Well...thanks to my hubby's sister we now have an extremely large litter box, complete with a hood. The cats have to actually climb (not step) into the box. This sucker is soo big, I had to do some rearranging in the bathroom just to get it to fit. We will see if this sovles any of "our" problems. Today is its first day and so far things are looking up. I caught Whiskers actually covering it up!
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Yesterday we went to hubby's mommas house for his birthday, I never get to bake him a cake cause his momma does. No point in having two cakes for just us two to eat. Goodness we are big enough already! Anyway... I was out in the back yard and saw something I wanted to get a photo of. I went back inside to my purse to get my camera. I pulled it out of my purse and wow, it was hot! I felt down in my purse and all was cool in there but the camera was HOT. I quickly realised it was the battery compartment that was hot and opened it up and let the batteries slide into my hand. Wowza! Hot potato, hot potato! They were melted to gether and as hot as fire. I rushed them out the door, I couldn't think what to do with them, not knowing if they were going to explode or not.

After the camera cooled down, I tried putting some new batteries in it and it wouldn't come on, I did that four times before I gave up. I was soo distraught at the prospect that it was broken and now I am without a camera. As soon as we got back home, I hit the internet like a mad woman on a mission to find a decent camera in my price range. With my price range being so little, it was more difficult than it would be for most. After a good while..for some reason (lets call it denial), I tried my camera again. Walla! It works! Weird and freaky! I am soooooo glad it works, but concerned as to why that happened in the first place.
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I finally finished blanket #4 of this winter season and halfway finished with a baby blanket to be donated to Ft Hood's massive baby shower for soldiers or soldier's wives who are expecting. Bf is donating 3 baby hats and bootie sets.
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That is all I can think of for right now. Yall have a great day!!

Sad, Sad Week

This last week has to be the hardest week I have ever went through. My sister in law went to the hospital monday and by the next day she was gone. Not to mention all the other deaths that happened last month and folks having surgery. I feel soo drained and unresponsive to any thing good and funny. This is one of those time when you have been punched in the gut and there is nothing you can do about it, but to eat the pain of it all and try to get back up.

I have always thought it to be best to go quick and have no suffering, instead of having a long drawn out illness. I have come to realise that that is all and good for the person who is dying or has died. BUT for the folks left behind the truth is quiet the opposite. To have someone hanging on deaths door gives the family time to adjust to the fact that the person is going to die, but to have someone ripped from life so suddenly, leaves one doubting that the event ever took place and yet you know it has cause your heart is the heaviest it has ever been.

I have been trying to compose a short bio of my sister in law, how she came into our lives and what she brought to it. I was sure I could whip it out in no time, but no I am having a heck of a time getting my head into it. My emotions keep getting in the way. *Sigh*

It's weird how funerals get a person to think of their own mortality and what sort of things they want to happen at the event of their death. I have been thinking on this alot this last week.

Okay sorry, but this is getting too depresssing and I wont subject to this dreariness any longer.
I'll try again next week.

The Cardinals

Four pairs of Mourning doves are pecking the ground looking for anything that might be edible. Along comes Mr. Cardinal and his lovely mate.

Look dear, all them doves seem to be finding good things to eat. Lets go and check it out.
Mrs. Cardinal being of the nervous type, chirped in that she just didn't know if it was a good idea.
Mr. Cardinal being unafraid, leads the way.
The pair land in the tree and Mr. Cardinal says.. Now dear you just stay up here and keep watch, I'm sure these doves won't mind sharing.
He leaves her up on the branch, her protests could be heard by all the surrounding watchers.
The brave feats of Mr. Cardinal were well know among the cardinal community and many had come to watch.
He lands on the ground and looks around, hops over a few steps and still finds nothing.
Mrs. Cardinal is yelling...Careful, careful. She flutters from branch to branch to keep a better eye on him. What she sees alarms her. The doves are getting closer and closer to her hubby and he's not paying attention. It is beginning to look like they are surrounding him. She is in full panic now and yelling even louder. Enough! We can go somewhere else!
Mr. Cardinal flies up to her and tries to calm her. See dear, the doves are not even bothered by me, if they were then they would have drove me off by now.
Mrs. Cardinal calms herself and agrees that he is right, but her nerves wouldn't let her relax.
She asks did you find anything good to eat? Trying to find something else to focus on, which wasn't hard cause her tummy was hungry.
No, nothing. I just can't understand what these doves are finding that is soo good. I am going to give it one more try and then we can move on.
Once again he leaves his nervous wife in the tree and ventures down to the ground.
This time he thinks he has found something, he takes it up to her and they crack the shell. She takes one bite and says..this is awful!
He goes down again and still finds nothing new. Distraught over finding nothing he ventures away from the area a little bit.
He heard the rustle of the doves flying away and turned to see what was up. He was frozen in his spot by the stare of a huge orange CAT.
Suddenly he remembered his wife and all their friends were watching and he ruffled up his feathers and willed his body into motion.
His delayed response was almost the end for him. The cat leaped and barely missed his tail feathers, by a tooth. Mr. Cardinal felt the cats breathe on his tail and thought for sure this was it, the last day to fly, ever again.
When he landed on the tree branch, he was soo surprised he squawked as loudly as he could! He turned to look at his wife who had flew to his side, she was soo shocked and scared she was utterly speechless.
When Mrs. Cardinal finally got her feathers smoothed out and found her voice again. Dear do you think we can move on now? I have had enough of your risk taking ways for one day.
Mr. Cardinal agreed. Yes dear, this day has been a bit too much for me. I am ready to go home and nestle down for the evening.

And they were off.

Making it through the winter chores...

There is just something about the winter months that keeps me soo busy.

First it's the holidays and all of it's hoopla, get ready for, then doing and then there is the recooping. Then we move into the switching over to the new year, for me that is a big deal. Switch out all the previous folders of bills and reciepts, tally the expenses of the year, file away all this junk and throw away the stuff from years past (but first go through it all and determine that it is throw awayable). Then there is all the stuff that was in storage that we are going through and repackaging, organizing and downsizing, what a chore. AND lets not forget TAX season, what a big stresser! Naturally I had to add to the mess with taking on 6 crochet projects to be finished before the warmer weather kicks in, which happens fast here in Texas.




Well I made it through all the paperwork and craziness and managed to get it all done. My desk is finally clean and my drawers/folders are ready for the new year, finally. The holidays are finally behind me (except for hubby's upcoming b-day)and the crocheting is more than half done. Still working on the storage stuff.

Maybe now that I have eliminated a large portion of it all, I will be able to think straight and get back on track with this blog and all my friends.

A Busy Weekend

This has been a very busy weekend.

Saturday... I went to my best friends house and picked her up in the sloppy mess of weather we have been having lately. We ventured out into the abyss of people in the caos that is Walmart. Our mission was yarn. What a huge disappointment. The one color we was most certainly after, was not there, as it should be. The one thing that made the trip bearable was getting to see bf's greatgrandkids, who met us there for a brief visit. We were off to the next closest walmart to do another search for that one color. This time the selection was good, much to our relief. We loaded up our buggy with as much as my card could stand.

The torment of the day was the rumor that walmart is going to discontinue their yarn sales. This has us greatly distressed. Walmart is the cheapest place to get yarn and soon we will no longer be able to get it. Okay maybe we will be able to get it, but at a much higher price. A blanket that once costed $40-50 to make is now going to be around $65-90, depending on where you get it. "They" say crochet and knitting is a dying art, well when forced to fork out higher bucks and search at length for places to buy, that really just might happen. Very sad.

Okay, enough of that pity party.
Soo we are driving along and I see this batch of black cows just standing around, I guess they we holding a meeting or something. I suddenly burst out laughing. My mind comes up with the stupidest stuff and amuses me greatly. Hubby says "What's soo funny?" Okay soo what I saw was one of the cows face was half white and he or she was the only one with any white on them. My mind wondered...I wonder if that cow knows that it looks like that? Has the other cows told him that he was different? Do they not let him play cow games? LOL! It's still funny, at least to me. Then I got to thinking about all the other animals in the world...How do they know what they look like? Do my dogs know? Do they judge each other by looks as people do? AND there ya go...the mind is a curious thing and super funny at times.

Sunday...We spent the whole day cleaning out the spare/storage room. I told hubby that in order for us to save $40 bucks a month to go towards this **** new car payment, we were going to have to clean out that room and bring home everything we have in storage. I said that a week and a half ago and all I had done to begin this process was to fill up the back of my truck and left it sitting there all week. I was determined to get this done TODAY! Hahaha, the joke was on me. Kinda like the eyes are bigger than the stomach thing.

I got up and opened the door to the jungle of the spare room. Sigh. Okay heather, just move one item at a time and all will be okay. First I begin at picking up an item and expamining it, do we really need this? Is it broken? Could I possiably get away with throwing it away? Could I find a perament place for this item? Before I knew it I had made a dent. Then the unexpected happened (secretly expected), hubby got up from his lazy sunday position in front of the tv and joined in on the expedition. I say secretly expected cause it is sooo easy to get him to join in. All I have to do is ask questions about this item or that item and the response is almost always the same... What are you doing? What are you throwing away? LOL! AND up out of his chair he comes! He just makes it way too easy. LOL!

I told him I was wanting to find at least 20 items that could be trashed. We ended up throwing away 74 items. I was very impressed! We worked hard and the room looks soo much better, well for now it does, cause I still got plenty to fill it back up again. Ohhh I sure do need a linen closet. Sigh.

That is about it for now. I need to get back to my crocheting.
Yall have a great one!