Friday, November 21


I know,
I know,
this is pathetic.
To buy already cooked noodles,
only to heat them up in the microwave,
then to pour a little packet of sauce over them,
and actually eat it.
It's good.
Not as good as Top China,
but good.

Too bad for you if you don't live where you can
buy Blackburn's Syrup.
Just sayin.....

I bought a second dish drying mat.
I liked the first one,
and it needs a chance to dry out.
So, now I have two.
They really do work.

I bought a package of the chocolate filled ones last week also,
and have not eaten ONE of them.
I don't like Oreo's especially.
But other people do.
So, I buy them for other people.
And for milk.
Milk likes Oreo cookies.

I taught Daniel how to make sweet potatoes,
but since I didn't think he was going to be where *I* was
on Thanksgiving, I offered to make them.
(he should really be doing this)
I also do not like sweet potatoes.
I make them for others, that do.
I always buy long skinny ones.
They are hard, woody, difficult to cut,
and the long skinny ones are easier to deal with.
Just a little trick.
People passing by me going through the sweet potatoes
wonder what in the world I'm looking for.
Just take the ones on top and go home.

I like apples.
I can eat them without junk on them.
But today, I bought stuff to dip my apples in.
And while I'm at it.....I'd sure like to know who put a half used
container of marshmallow cream, back in the cabinet instead of the fridge....
who knows when?
I'll probably never know who it was.
I'll blame whom I choose.
Mixing a container of this marshmallow cream with a block
of cream cheese, sure makes fruit easier to eat.
Except for cantaloupe.
Nothing will help cantaloupe.

This stuff is just fun.
You ought to wash your sheets in it.
It smells wonderful.

There's just some things I don't want to touch.
Like raw chicken.
25 jalapeno peppers and their seeds.
Dog throw up.
Did I mention raw chicken?

I've always said,
if you're going to do dishes,
you ought to have something wonderful to smell while
you're doing them.
I do dishes,
I escape to New Zealand.

This candle is neither here nor there.....
Zesty Lemon Peppercorn?
It's the little tag on the side I was concerned about.
It says it's their....get this....
It was on ALL of their candles.
ALL of them.
Each silly candle had the same tag.
How can you know something is the best, unless you've tried it all?
Like coffee?
Who can claim they serve the best coffee?
In all of New York?
Or the best ribs?
In all of Alvin, Texas.
Or the best seafood?
On the East Coast?
Or THESE are the most comfortable shoes?
Or that you had the worst year ever?
How do you know somebody else didn't have a worse one?
This is what I would call.....
stretching your blanket.

I bought some flowers.
They looked so Autumnal.
And they were.....
so marked down.

I bought more lip stuff that I can't stand.
I can't believe I did it again.
If I had a nickel for every silly lip stuff I've bought,
that didn't work for me.....I'd HAVE
money to buy the best ribs in Alvin, Texas.
(not pictured.....I also bought a 5 layer burrito from Taco Bell)

Thursday, November 20

Thursday on the Gulf Coast

Sometimes it's hard to be on the coast.
Where bananas grow....
and gets just cold enough each year,
to knock my poor avocado tree out of commission.

It got up to 70 here today.
November 20.

I figure if we get through the Winter season,
and don't have to turn the A.C. on,
for Christmas or Thanksgiving,
it's been a good year.
I love a stocking hat.
A Snoopy stocking hat.
Don't see them much around anymore.
Maybe I'm not in the right state.

Wednesday, November 19

These two thoughts go together......

If you just go along, to get along, it means you see wrong, and say nothing.  It means it's more important to get along, than to be a holy nation and peculiar people.  The God that brought you out of darkness into marvelous light......expects better from you.  Let the redeemed of the Lord, SAY SO.


just sayin......


Tuesday, November 18

It's Good To Laugh

What you think you look like, in the snow.
What you really look like.
I won't say anything else.
I'll let the pictures and words
speak for themselves.


Saved the best for last.

Sunday, November 16

Brazos Bend in November

To us, it was cold.
51 and windy and cloudy.
Do you spy a critter in the top picture?

During the day, there were all levels of
being cold.  What you did, determined
how cold you were.
I found that sitting at the picnic table talking
about how cold I was,
didn't help a bit.

I'm pretty sure,
James Kelzie stayed warm
by eating.

Good old Brazos Bend and the swamps.
Right below, do you see the water birds
mixed in with the swampy plants?

The girls took a walk, and this is what we saw.

Segregated water ducks.

Jessica and I did a taste test.
Fanta won.
No doubt.
It had more zing.

Here's James with the first of many roasted marshmallows.
I stopped counting how many S'mores he ate.

Hannah likes marshmallows......

Somebody told me there was a beautiful spider in this tree.
Yellow, black, shiny.
I couldn't see a spider.
Can you?

Just like the church camp-outs from many years ago....
things are real neat and tidy at the beginning,
then it gets like this.

I loved spending the day with my people.
I walked and talked,
sat and visited.
The reservations were made in July, for the 15th of November.
Kind of hard to know what the weather will be.
dripping humidity
hot hot hot
warm and humid
rain and wind
sparkly day in the 60's
cold front blow in
sunny then rain

where close, counts.....
Rainy and drippy the whole way home.
When we got out of the car,
it was like a whole different world.
It was at least 10? degrees warmer in Freeport,
than Brazos Bend.
Just one hour away.
And no wind.