Today is Flag Day, so the first thing Hubbie did this morning was put the flag out on the well house.
I was up around 7:30, and did a treadmill session and resistance exercises after breakfast. Once I was ready for the day, I called the scrapbook club members to remind them of our Thursday meeting. One of the ladies loves to talk, so she chatted for well over thirty minutes. I thought my ear would fall off. This lady has been having problems dizzy spells, so she doesn't know if she'll attend the meeting or not. I left a message with the other one, and she called back later to say she plans to be there.
After that, I typed some journaling information to add to scrapbook pages I'm working on. I think I have enough materials to complete two or three pages. Mother will work on pages she started last month.
Then I spent the rest of the morning putting things back in order in the living room and dining room. After lunch, Hubbie and I ran errands...to the bank, to a gas station, to a grocery store, and to the WDCS.
Funny: As I was waiting, along with several other women, to be served at the deli meat counter, an ample young woman with three small children arrived. At one point, she bent over to talk to one of her children...treating us to a view of a portion of her tattooed backside, where her pants and her shirt failed to meet. In unison,the rest of us instinctively tugged at the backs our shirts.
Mother spent the morning at her house cleaning and chopping green onions from the garden, and bagging them for the freezer. She came over after we got back home, and helped prepare veggies for supper...we had steamed new potatoes, a combination of sauteed zucchini and yellow squash, and macaroni and cheese. I did a poor job of planning this high-carb meal, but it tasted really good, anyway.
Mother went home right after supper, Hubbie went to work in the yard again, and I went to a community theater board meeting at 7 p.m. Tonight the meeting was held at the organization's workshop and costume storage building, which was oppressively hot, because apparently the air conditioner is on the blink. We usually meet at a member's home, but she is on vacation this month.
The meeting ended around 8:30, and when I got back home, Hubbie and I watched another ridiculous Syfy Channel movie...the 2009 "Ice Twisters," starring no one we know. A scientist turned science fiction author writes about a disaster that comes to pass, because weather experiments by a federal science agency go wrong. Of course, the scientist/writer is the only one who can save the day.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Monday, June 13
Up at 7:30, but skipped my exercises, because we expected the carpet cleaner to come around noon, and I wanted to be ready for the day early, in case he came early. And he did, around 11 a.m.
I'd gathered my tutoring materials and was at Mother's preparing today's lesson when he arrived. I'd also taken lunch and supper foods over there, because the carpet guy said we needed to allow about four hours for the carpet to dry.
While he was doing the job, the cats stayed in the sunroom, and Hubbie took Shih Tzu to the camper. When the carpet guy was done, Hubbie set up fans in the den and kithen/dining room, which hurried the drying process.
Around 2:15, I went to the college library down the road to meet with my student. She was there waiting for me. We spent the next two hours working. Today, she learned the beginning sounds of "w" and "wh," using words that sound alike, but are spelled differently and have different meanings: we, whee; wear, where; wit, whit; we'll, wheel; wine, whine; weather, whether, etc.
She also learned the differences in the ideas of "in" a space and "on" a space, like, "the books are in the library," and "the book is on the table." We touched on opposites, too, like pretty/ugly; tall/short; young/old.
We focused on structure: "there is" and "there are": "There is a picture on the table." "There are ten students in class." We also dealt with present and past tense: "I am cold today." "I was cold yesterday."
She had a bit of a problem understanding the concept of "were," and "weren't." And she wanted to pronounce "dishes" as "ditches," and "bank" as bunk." Otherwise, she did really well today.
Shortly after I got back home, we had a supper of leftover pork roast and veggies. I came home right after eating, because Hubbie was anxious to put the house back in order.
I was planning to work on hanging the curtains tomorrow, but we did it tonight instead. First came the frustrating process of adjusting the hardware for the old curtain rods, and then putting up hardware for the new rods. Took a while, but the terrible task was finally completed.
While Hubbie worked on the rods, I washed the sheers, and we hung them wet as soon as the rods were ready. Then I put the sage window scarves in the dryer to eliminate the wrinkles, and I struggled to get those up on the new rods. The effect is certainly different from the previous window treatments, but it'll do. At least everything's clean and fresh now.
At last, we sat down to a movie...the 2008 Lifetime Movie Network feature, "Secrets of Summer House." There's a curse on the family summer house and island that causes the males to be affected by strange symptoms. A male heir inherits the place, and is immediately in a near-fatal accident. His wife wants to turn the property into an artist's retreat, but she soon finds that her husband and unborn son are in danger. She has to break the curse, but how?
I'd gathered my tutoring materials and was at Mother's preparing today's lesson when he arrived. I'd also taken lunch and supper foods over there, because the carpet guy said we needed to allow about four hours for the carpet to dry.
While he was doing the job, the cats stayed in the sunroom, and Hubbie took Shih Tzu to the camper. When the carpet guy was done, Hubbie set up fans in the den and kithen/dining room, which hurried the drying process.
Around 2:15, I went to the college library down the road to meet with my student. She was there waiting for me. We spent the next two hours working. Today, she learned the beginning sounds of "w" and "wh," using words that sound alike, but are spelled differently and have different meanings: we, whee; wear, where; wit, whit; we'll, wheel; wine, whine; weather, whether, etc.
She also learned the differences in the ideas of "in" a space and "on" a space, like, "the books are in the library," and "the book is on the table." We touched on opposites, too, like pretty/ugly; tall/short; young/old.
We focused on structure: "there is" and "there are": "There is a picture on the table." "There are ten students in class." We also dealt with present and past tense: "I am cold today." "I was cold yesterday."
She had a bit of a problem understanding the concept of "were," and "weren't." And she wanted to pronounce "dishes" as "ditches," and "bank" as bunk." Otherwise, she did really well today.
Shortly after I got back home, we had a supper of leftover pork roast and veggies. I came home right after eating, because Hubbie was anxious to put the house back in order.
I was planning to work on hanging the curtains tomorrow, but we did it tonight instead. First came the frustrating process of adjusting the hardware for the old curtain rods, and then putting up hardware for the new rods. Took a while, but the terrible task was finally completed.
While Hubbie worked on the rods, I washed the sheers, and we hung them wet as soon as the rods were ready. Then I put the sage window scarves in the dryer to eliminate the wrinkles, and I struggled to get those up on the new rods. The effect is certainly different from the previous window treatments, but it'll do. At least everything's clean and fresh now.
At last, we sat down to a movie...the 2008 Lifetime Movie Network feature, "Secrets of Summer House." There's a curse on the family summer house and island that causes the males to be affected by strange symptoms. A male heir inherits the place, and is immediately in a near-fatal accident. His wife wants to turn the property into an artist's retreat, but she soon finds that her husband and unborn son are in danger. She has to break the curse, but how?
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Sunday, June 12
Up around 7:30, and did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast. Mother came over as I was getting ready for the day and put a pork roast and veggies in the slow cooker.
I spent the rest of the morning doing the usual Sunday things...laundry, reading the newspaper, etc. Hubbie spent his time in the yard.
After lunch, Mother went home, and Hubbie and I went to the museum for a program on our local marble quarries. Because there is no longer a market for it, the quarries aren't mined for marble anymore.
But during its heyday, the quarry that the speaker talked about, owned by his family, was one of three that were in operation. From that quarry came different colored blocks that were shipped by train to finishers, who cut it into desired slabs and polished it to a high gloss to be used inside buildings as walls and floors. Some truly huge blocks were even tooled into columns.
The marble from this quarry can be seen in many buildings not only in our state, but in over half the states of the country, including Hawaii. A five foot tall, eight foot wide stone of beautiful red marble marks the grave in the tomb of Abraham Lincoln, in Springfield, Illinois. A photo of the marble stone can be seen at www.illinoishistory.gov. This same red marble, highly polished, also graces some of the floors in the White House.
Locally, many homes in the historic district feature unpolished marble on exteriors, while business feature it in polished form on interiors.
Back home, Hubbie went back out to work in the yard, and I grabbed my camera to snap images of the veggie garden and lovely lilies in the flower gardens, which I uploaded to my social network page.
Later, Hubbie discovered that the black male cat was missing again. Hubbie searched the sunroom, including under the hot tub, where he'd last been seen. It finally became apparent that the rascal had scooted out of the house at some point when the door was open.
Hubbie searched the yard to no avail. Just before dark, Mother buzzed me on the intercom to say there was a black cat on the roof of our house. Sure enough, it was him. He was frightened and trying to claw his way back in through the upstairs bathroom window. Hubbie got the ladder and climbed up to rescue him. Cats never learn, so we can expect him to sneak out again at the first opportunity.
Once the cat was found, we settled in for a couple of Lifetime Movie Network features. The first was the 2005, "A Killer Upstairs," starring Bruce Boxleitner, and Tracy Nelson. A woman is murdered, and a teen boy who had an affair with her is suspected. His mother (Nelson) has to prove his innocence.
The second feature was the 2009 "Dead Lines." A fashion designer, who champions the environment and women around the world, opens a store. But then an employee is murdered, and other frightening things happen that threaten not only her career, but the life of her daughter.
Aggravation: Friday night, while at the Small Works on Paper reception at the art gallery, I picked up a free issue of a slick advertising magazine that features local businesses and organizations in photojournalism format. A two-page spread this month is devoted to the Australian program held recently at a local school, and sponsored by the arts council.
The spread features several of the photos I shot of the artists who conducted the program, and the children who participated in it...for which I was given no credit. I'll be picking this bone with the arts council director at our meeting next Tuesday night. Shooting an event like that is work for which, as a volunteer, I am not paid, so I don't think it's asking too much to get photo credit.
Aggravation 2: Recently, Hubbie bought six pepper plants at the local farm store that were identified as sweet banana peppers. Well, today, he found that a pepper was big enough to pick, but when he brought it in and tasted it, he found that it is actually a hot pepper.
We absolutely do not want hot peppers. We want sweet banana peppers. So Hubbie will be complaining to the store and "suggesting" he get a refund. Those dadburn plants were over $3 apiece!
Aggravation 3: For some reason, Javascript is not working on my laptop, so the "publish post" function of my blog is out of commission. The past couple of days, I've been writing my blogs on my laptop, and posting them from my office computer. If I don't soon find the problem, I guess I'll be calling my favorite tech again.
I spent the rest of the morning doing the usual Sunday things...laundry, reading the newspaper, etc. Hubbie spent his time in the yard.
After lunch, Mother went home, and Hubbie and I went to the museum for a program on our local marble quarries. Because there is no longer a market for it, the quarries aren't mined for marble anymore.
But during its heyday, the quarry that the speaker talked about, owned by his family, was one of three that were in operation. From that quarry came different colored blocks that were shipped by train to finishers, who cut it into desired slabs and polished it to a high gloss to be used inside buildings as walls and floors. Some truly huge blocks were even tooled into columns.
The marble from this quarry can be seen in many buildings not only in our state, but in over half the states of the country, including Hawaii. A five foot tall, eight foot wide stone of beautiful red marble marks the grave in the tomb of Abraham Lincoln, in Springfield, Illinois. A photo of the marble stone can be seen at www.illinoishistory.gov. This same red marble, highly polished, also graces some of the floors in the White House.
Locally, many homes in the historic district feature unpolished marble on exteriors, while business feature it in polished form on interiors.
Back home, Hubbie went back out to work in the yard, and I grabbed my camera to snap images of the veggie garden and lovely lilies in the flower gardens, which I uploaded to my social network page.
Later, Hubbie discovered that the black male cat was missing again. Hubbie searched the sunroom, including under the hot tub, where he'd last been seen. It finally became apparent that the rascal had scooted out of the house at some point when the door was open.
Hubbie searched the yard to no avail. Just before dark, Mother buzzed me on the intercom to say there was a black cat on the roof of our house. Sure enough, it was him. He was frightened and trying to claw his way back in through the upstairs bathroom window. Hubbie got the ladder and climbed up to rescue him. Cats never learn, so we can expect him to sneak out again at the first opportunity.
Once the cat was found, we settled in for a couple of Lifetime Movie Network features. The first was the 2005, "A Killer Upstairs," starring Bruce Boxleitner, and Tracy Nelson. A woman is murdered, and a teen boy who had an affair with her is suspected. His mother (Nelson) has to prove his innocence.
The second feature was the 2009 "Dead Lines." A fashion designer, who champions the environment and women around the world, opens a store. But then an employee is murdered, and other frightening things happen that threaten not only her career, but the life of her daughter.
Aggravation: Friday night, while at the Small Works on Paper reception at the art gallery, I picked up a free issue of a slick advertising magazine that features local businesses and organizations in photojournalism format. A two-page spread this month is devoted to the Australian program held recently at a local school, and sponsored by the arts council.
The spread features several of the photos I shot of the artists who conducted the program, and the children who participated in it...for which I was given no credit. I'll be picking this bone with the arts council director at our meeting next Tuesday night. Shooting an event like that is work for which, as a volunteer, I am not paid, so I don't think it's asking too much to get photo credit.
Aggravation 2: Recently, Hubbie bought six pepper plants at the local farm store that were identified as sweet banana peppers. Well, today, he found that a pepper was big enough to pick, but when he brought it in and tasted it, he found that it is actually a hot pepper.
We absolutely do not want hot peppers. We want sweet banana peppers. So Hubbie will be complaining to the store and "suggesting" he get a refund. Those dadburn plants were over $3 apiece!
Aggravation 3: For some reason, Javascript is not working on my laptop, so the "publish post" function of my blog is out of commission. The past couple of days, I've been writing my blogs on my laptop, and posting them from my office computer. If I don't soon find the problem, I guess I'll be calling my favorite tech again.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Saturday, June 11
Up late this morning, around 8 a.m. In fact, I was snoozing so soundly that Hubbie had to come and wake me up. He'd gotten up early and taken Shih Tzu to the vet around 7:30. I didn't even know he'd left the house.
Shih Tzu is having problems with cancers on her front feet that sometimes bleed if she walks on gumballs in the yard. The vet advised us to wrap the paws in gauze, and apply cornstarch to keep them dry. He also gave her medication to prevent infection. Shih Tzu is very old, and we know these are only stop-gap measures to keep her around just a little longer. She is still eating well, and drinking water, so we are not reedy to consider the alternative, yet.
I did a treadmill session and resistance exercises after breakfast, and then once I was ready for the day, I ran an errand for Mother. Didn't accomplish much else before lunch.
After lunch, Hubbie gathered about a third of the many green onions in the garden, which Mother washed and chopped for the freezer. Then I got the whole cherry tomatoes from last year's garden out of the freezer to be stewed and processed and put back into the freezer.
Later, we attended the Master Gardener annual picnic at a member's house. We were assigned to bring a dessert, so Mother baked a pineapple upside down cake early this morning (she insisted on doing this, though I could have done it just as well...she wants to feel useful, so I don't argue with her when she wants to do these things).
I was a little aggravated that in shopping for groceries the other day, I intended to pick up sliced pineapple for the cake, but somehow Hubbie grabbed the crushed pineapple instead, and I didn't notice it. But the cake still looked attractive with maraschino cherries decorating the top.
I was further aggravated by the fact that we'd put a bouquet of green onions into a Mason jar to take to the picnic, but left them sitting on the counter at home. Phooey.
The picnic was from 4:30 to 6:30. We arrived around 5 p.m. While the burgers and dogs were grilling, I toured our hosts' lovely yard that includes three veggie gardens, as well as several flower gardens...one with a goldfish pond, waterfall feature, and wooden bridge.
Just as I'd filled Mother's and my plates with the picnic food, a dark cloud blew up, bringing with it a wind brisk enough to blow leaves and dust around. So Hubbie and I escorted Mother to the van, and the three of us ate there.
As it turned out, the rain held off until the rest of the guests finished their meals, but within minutes afterward, there was thunder and lightening. Folks hurried to clear the picnic tables and take their potluck dishes to their various automobiles.
It rained briefly on our way home, but quit by the time we pulled into our driveway. It's doubtful the veggie garden benefited much from it.
Notes: one of the Master Gardeners in attendance was wearing a protective boot on one foot, because she broke it when she somehow got tangled in her sheets, twisted her leg, and fell as she tried to get out of bed. She's to have surgery at a hospital a couple of hours east of us, where a plate and two screws will be inserted. I think if I'd had a broken foot, I'd have skipped the picnic!
Another of the members recently had a heart attack, so she obviously was unable to attend.
Later, we watched the 2009 sci-fi movie called, "Polar Storm," starring no one we know. It's a typical disaster movie...in this one, the world is threatened when a piece of a comet collides with earth, knocking it off its axis, which interferes with earth's magnetic field. Fissures open up in the ground, people are electrocuted, and electronics go berserk. The magnetic force must be reversed or civilization will end. The world is counting on one scientist and his team. Can they save the day?
Shih Tzu is having problems with cancers on her front feet that sometimes bleed if she walks on gumballs in the yard. The vet advised us to wrap the paws in gauze, and apply cornstarch to keep them dry. He also gave her medication to prevent infection. Shih Tzu is very old, and we know these are only stop-gap measures to keep her around just a little longer. She is still eating well, and drinking water, so we are not reedy to consider the alternative, yet.
I did a treadmill session and resistance exercises after breakfast, and then once I was ready for the day, I ran an errand for Mother. Didn't accomplish much else before lunch.
After lunch, Hubbie gathered about a third of the many green onions in the garden, which Mother washed and chopped for the freezer. Then I got the whole cherry tomatoes from last year's garden out of the freezer to be stewed and processed and put back into the freezer.
Later, we attended the Master Gardener annual picnic at a member's house. We were assigned to bring a dessert, so Mother baked a pineapple upside down cake early this morning (she insisted on doing this, though I could have done it just as well...she wants to feel useful, so I don't argue with her when she wants to do these things).
I was a little aggravated that in shopping for groceries the other day, I intended to pick up sliced pineapple for the cake, but somehow Hubbie grabbed the crushed pineapple instead, and I didn't notice it. But the cake still looked attractive with maraschino cherries decorating the top.
I was further aggravated by the fact that we'd put a bouquet of green onions into a Mason jar to take to the picnic, but left them sitting on the counter at home. Phooey.
The picnic was from 4:30 to 6:30. We arrived around 5 p.m. While the burgers and dogs were grilling, I toured our hosts' lovely yard that includes three veggie gardens, as well as several flower gardens...one with a goldfish pond, waterfall feature, and wooden bridge.
Just as I'd filled Mother's and my plates with the picnic food, a dark cloud blew up, bringing with it a wind brisk enough to blow leaves and dust around. So Hubbie and I escorted Mother to the van, and the three of us ate there.
As it turned out, the rain held off until the rest of the guests finished their meals, but within minutes afterward, there was thunder and lightening. Folks hurried to clear the picnic tables and take their potluck dishes to their various automobiles.
It rained briefly on our way home, but quit by the time we pulled into our driveway. It's doubtful the veggie garden benefited much from it.
Notes: one of the Master Gardeners in attendance was wearing a protective boot on one foot, because she broke it when she somehow got tangled in her sheets, twisted her leg, and fell as she tried to get out of bed. She's to have surgery at a hospital a couple of hours east of us, where a plate and two screws will be inserted. I think if I'd had a broken foot, I'd have skipped the picnic!
Another of the members recently had a heart attack, so she obviously was unable to attend.
Later, we watched the 2009 sci-fi movie called, "Polar Storm," starring no one we know. It's a typical disaster movie...in this one, the world is threatened when a piece of a comet collides with earth, knocking it off its axis, which interferes with earth's magnetic field. Fissures open up in the ground, people are electrocuted, and electronics go berserk. The magnetic force must be reversed or civilization will end. The world is counting on one scientist and his team. Can they save the day?
Friday, June 10, 2011
Friday, June 10
Up around 7 a.m., and did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast. Mother came over while I was getting ready for the day, but she felt kind of wiped out, so she relaxed for the morning.
Didn't do much this morning beyond planning a menu and making a grocery shopping list.
Later, Hubbie and I ran a couple of errands...to the hydroponic farm for tomatoes, and to the WDCS to shop for both Mother and ourselves.
It was a little after noon before we got back home. After lunch, we took everything off the surfaces of the tables in the living room and den, and moved small furniture to other rooms in anticipation of the carpet cleaners coming Monday. The cleaners will move the large furniture.
We finished the task around 3 p.m., and then Hubbie and I went to a roadside vegetable market to buy a quart of blueberries and a quart of blackberries. From there we went to the city clerk's office to apply for a trash pick-up fee exemption for Mother. It was granted, of course, since she has limited Social Security income. She accumulates very little trash in the course of a week, and Hubbie always puts it in our barrel to be picked up. So there's no need for the county to assess a fee for her house, anyway.
Later, for supper, we had the leftover pasta/tomato soup dish, with cottage cheese and hydroponic cherry tomatoes, along with slices of the Neo-Tuscan Boule bread.
Mother went home afterward, and Hubbie went out to work in the yard. I changed clothes and went to the art gallery downtown to attend a reception for the opening day of a new traveling exhibit from the state museum of art in the capital city. It is an exhibit of small works on paper. A local artist is featured, along with artists from surrounding towns.
There were an equal number of photographs and art in various other media. What struck me about several of the works was how much the digitally manipulated photographs look like paintings, while the art works are so finely detailed that they look like photographs.
From the art gallery, I went down to the river, where a Relay for Life event was being held. The relay will take place tomorrow morning at 6 a.m., but tonight there was a Mardi Gras event, with booths representing various businesses and organizations, where food, drinks, jewelry, t-shirts and caps, Mardi Gras beads and masks, etc., were being sold to raise money for the American Cancer Society.
Caring Hands Hospice was selling Beignets, so I bought some as my contribution. I won't eat them, of course, since they are loaded with butter and eggs and are fried. But Mother and Hubbie can share them.
I was back home around 7 p.m., and Hubbie and I watched the very suspenseful 2002 drama, "Enough," starring Jennifer Lopez. An abused woman flees her husband, taking her young daughter with her. She just barely stays one step ahead of her wealthy spouse. She finally decides to fight back in hunted becomes hunter fashion.
Didn't do much this morning beyond planning a menu and making a grocery shopping list.
Later, Hubbie and I ran a couple of errands...to the hydroponic farm for tomatoes, and to the WDCS to shop for both Mother and ourselves.
It was a little after noon before we got back home. After lunch, we took everything off the surfaces of the tables in the living room and den, and moved small furniture to other rooms in anticipation of the carpet cleaners coming Monday. The cleaners will move the large furniture.
We finished the task around 3 p.m., and then Hubbie and I went to a roadside vegetable market to buy a quart of blueberries and a quart of blackberries. From there we went to the city clerk's office to apply for a trash pick-up fee exemption for Mother. It was granted, of course, since she has limited Social Security income. She accumulates very little trash in the course of a week, and Hubbie always puts it in our barrel to be picked up. So there's no need for the county to assess a fee for her house, anyway.
Later, for supper, we had the leftover pasta/tomato soup dish, with cottage cheese and hydroponic cherry tomatoes, along with slices of the Neo-Tuscan Boule bread.
Mother went home afterward, and Hubbie went out to work in the yard. I changed clothes and went to the art gallery downtown to attend a reception for the opening day of a new traveling exhibit from the state museum of art in the capital city. It is an exhibit of small works on paper. A local artist is featured, along with artists from surrounding towns.
There were an equal number of photographs and art in various other media. What struck me about several of the works was how much the digitally manipulated photographs look like paintings, while the art works are so finely detailed that they look like photographs.
From the art gallery, I went down to the river, where a Relay for Life event was being held. The relay will take place tomorrow morning at 6 a.m., but tonight there was a Mardi Gras event, with booths representing various businesses and organizations, where food, drinks, jewelry, t-shirts and caps, Mardi Gras beads and masks, etc., were being sold to raise money for the American Cancer Society.
Caring Hands Hospice was selling Beignets, so I bought some as my contribution. I won't eat them, of course, since they are loaded with butter and eggs and are fried. But Mother and Hubbie can share them.
I was back home around 7 p.m., and Hubbie and I watched the very suspenseful 2002 drama, "Enough," starring Jennifer Lopez. An abused woman flees her husband, taking her young daughter with her. She just barely stays one step ahead of her wealthy spouse. She finally decides to fight back in hunted becomes hunter fashion.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Thursday, June 9
Up at 7 a.m., and did a treadmill session and resistance exercises after breakfast. Mother stayed home today, and Hubbie, who skipped his monthly Master Gardener meeting this morning, spent most of his time in the yard. So after I was ready for the day, I spent time at my office computer answering a chatty e-mail from a friend, and gathering information for updating my artist-in-education renewal.
I'm not sure if I'll actually do any more photography residencies, because of not being able to leave Mother and Shih Tzu alone for any length of time. Also, the program I offer calls for 35mm film photography, and with digital now the norm, my program might be too outdated for the schools.
However, it's still a great program for teaching about light and how the eye works, so if I get a bid from a local school, where I wouldn't have to be away from home for very long, I might accept. A children's museum in the capital city is always interested in programs like mine, but they are closed right now for remodeling.
After lunch, I went shopping...at the WDCS and at the everything's a dollar store. Mother asked me to pick up something for Hubbie for his birthday, which I did. I also bought myself a new summer purse, and a plastic tote for storing scrapbook and card-making punches.
For supper tonight, we had baked potatoes, corn-on-the-cob, and leftover zucchini casserole. We also had slices of Neo-Tuscan Boule bread that I picked up at the WDCS.
Later, we watched the 2010 Lifetime Movie Network feature, "My Family's Secret." A woman's husband attempts suicide, because he thinks he may have had a hand in the death of his sister many years ago. The woman visits her husband's brother to find out more about his past. Only problem is, the brother has multiple personality disorder, and his aggressive personality becomes angry and emerges to keep her from learning the truth.
The second feature we watched was the 2010 comedy-drama, "Good Intentions." A woman married to a mechanic who blows the family's money on his inventions, decides to take matters into her own hands. With their savings gone, and their children out of control, she schemes to set things right...by blackmailing the sheriff and holding up a store.
I'm not sure if I'll actually do any more photography residencies, because of not being able to leave Mother and Shih Tzu alone for any length of time. Also, the program I offer calls for 35mm film photography, and with digital now the norm, my program might be too outdated for the schools.
However, it's still a great program for teaching about light and how the eye works, so if I get a bid from a local school, where I wouldn't have to be away from home for very long, I might accept. A children's museum in the capital city is always interested in programs like mine, but they are closed right now for remodeling.
After lunch, I went shopping...at the WDCS and at the everything's a dollar store. Mother asked me to pick up something for Hubbie for his birthday, which I did. I also bought myself a new summer purse, and a plastic tote for storing scrapbook and card-making punches.
For supper tonight, we had baked potatoes, corn-on-the-cob, and leftover zucchini casserole. We also had slices of Neo-Tuscan Boule bread that I picked up at the WDCS.
Later, we watched the 2010 Lifetime Movie Network feature, "My Family's Secret." A woman's husband attempts suicide, because he thinks he may have had a hand in the death of his sister many years ago. The woman visits her husband's brother to find out more about his past. Only problem is, the brother has multiple personality disorder, and his aggressive personality becomes angry and emerges to keep her from learning the truth.
The second feature we watched was the 2010 comedy-drama, "Good Intentions." A woman married to a mechanic who blows the family's money on his inventions, decides to take matters into her own hands. With their savings gone, and their children out of control, she schemes to set things right...by blackmailing the sheriff and holding up a store.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Wednesday, June 8
Up at 7 a.m., and did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast. While I was getting ready for the day, Hubbie went out and picked lettuce from the garden, which Mother cleaned and spun.
This morning, I made an appointment with a professional carpet cleaner, who is scheduled to come Monday at noon to clean the living room/dining room and den. These are the rooms where 17-year-old Shih Tzu has had accidents during the night. We have used several products trying to remove the urine stains, to no avail. So I decided professional cleaning is the last resort. Hubbie has been getting up in the wee hours lately to take Shih Tzu out, so hopefully there will be no more accidents.
I also took all the curtains down in the living room and dining room, and washed those windows. Hubbie washed the outsides of them. For window treatments, I've decided to stay with the white sheers, but the sheer sage colored drapes will have to go, because as kittens the cats ruined them by climbing on them. So I'm going to use only the scarves at the tops of the windows.
I washed and dried the sage sheers, but I'll wait to wash the white sheers until after the carpet is cleaned. When I wash sheers, I usually just hang them wet.
After that, I made chef's salads for Hubbie and myself, using the fresh garden lettuce, tomatoes from a roadside vendor (can't get hydroponic tomatoes until Friday), Vidalia onions, and green onions from the garden, radishes from the garden, carrots, apples, Craisins, walnuts, deli turkey, Baby Swiss cheese, and cottage cheese. Mother had the rest of the Long Soup for lunch, and we all had canned pear halves for dessert.
After lunch, Hubbie and I ran errands...to drop the word search puzzle contest off at the newspaper office, to the post office to mail a package to Daughter-in-Law (she wants an exercise jump rope, and I had one that I haven't used in years, thanks to a bad back), and to the WDCS for groceries.
When we got back home, I made a bowl of Jell-o with mixed fruit to have as a snack later tonight.
We relaxed for the rest of the afternoon. Supper tonight was a pasta dish made from combining homemade tomato soup with cooked macaroni left from making macaroni salad at camp last week. We had a garden salad, cottage cheese, and slices of wheat bread and margarine with it.
Mother went home afterward, taking a helping of Jell-o with her, and Hubbie and I went shopping at one of the stores that has a sale every weekend. We had two $10 coupons, as well as a $10 rebate offer, to use.
With my $10 coupon, I bought a pair of on-sale black sandals. Hubbie bought a pair of on-sale khaki slacks and a belt with his coupon. And I chose new sets of drapery rods for the living and dining rooms, on which we'll get a $10 mail-in rebate.
Back home, we watched the Lifetime Movie Network feature, "Last Man Standing," starring Catherine Bell. A happily married suburban housewife is suddenly thrown back into her past, when a guy in her military unit dies, and her husband is kidnapped. It comes to light that she was a special-ops agent. But what happened while she was serving in Afghanistan that endangers her and her family now?
Aggravation: those darn cats! Last night I climbed into bed and soon felt something cold at my feet. When I checked, I saw that one of the cats had urinated on the bed! It had soaked through the lightweight quilt, the top sheet, the bottom sheet, and into the feather mattress.
Had to turn the mattress and change the bedding, of course, so we could rest for the night, but now we're in the market for a new feather mattress. We needed a new one, anyway, since the other is so old, but I wasn't planning on shopping for one this very week, for heaven's sake! The bedroom door will be closed to cats from now on, obviously.
This morning, I made an appointment with a professional carpet cleaner, who is scheduled to come Monday at noon to clean the living room/dining room and den. These are the rooms where 17-year-old Shih Tzu has had accidents during the night. We have used several products trying to remove the urine stains, to no avail. So I decided professional cleaning is the last resort. Hubbie has been getting up in the wee hours lately to take Shih Tzu out, so hopefully there will be no more accidents.
I also took all the curtains down in the living room and dining room, and washed those windows. Hubbie washed the outsides of them. For window treatments, I've decided to stay with the white sheers, but the sheer sage colored drapes will have to go, because as kittens the cats ruined them by climbing on them. So I'm going to use only the scarves at the tops of the windows.
I washed and dried the sage sheers, but I'll wait to wash the white sheers until after the carpet is cleaned. When I wash sheers, I usually just hang them wet.
After that, I made chef's salads for Hubbie and myself, using the fresh garden lettuce, tomatoes from a roadside vendor (can't get hydroponic tomatoes until Friday), Vidalia onions, and green onions from the garden, radishes from the garden, carrots, apples, Craisins, walnuts, deli turkey, Baby Swiss cheese, and cottage cheese. Mother had the rest of the Long Soup for lunch, and we all had canned pear halves for dessert.
After lunch, Hubbie and I ran errands...to drop the word search puzzle contest off at the newspaper office, to the post office to mail a package to Daughter-in-Law (she wants an exercise jump rope, and I had one that I haven't used in years, thanks to a bad back), and to the WDCS for groceries.
When we got back home, I made a bowl of Jell-o with mixed fruit to have as a snack later tonight.
We relaxed for the rest of the afternoon. Supper tonight was a pasta dish made from combining homemade tomato soup with cooked macaroni left from making macaroni salad at camp last week. We had a garden salad, cottage cheese, and slices of wheat bread and margarine with it.
Mother went home afterward, taking a helping of Jell-o with her, and Hubbie and I went shopping at one of the stores that has a sale every weekend. We had two $10 coupons, as well as a $10 rebate offer, to use.
With my $10 coupon, I bought a pair of on-sale black sandals. Hubbie bought a pair of on-sale khaki slacks and a belt with his coupon. And I chose new sets of drapery rods for the living and dining rooms, on which we'll get a $10 mail-in rebate.
Back home, we watched the Lifetime Movie Network feature, "Last Man Standing," starring Catherine Bell. A happily married suburban housewife is suddenly thrown back into her past, when a guy in her military unit dies, and her husband is kidnapped. It comes to light that she was a special-ops agent. But what happened while she was serving in Afghanistan that endangers her and her family now?
Aggravation: those darn cats! Last night I climbed into bed and soon felt something cold at my feet. When I checked, I saw that one of the cats had urinated on the bed! It had soaked through the lightweight quilt, the top sheet, the bottom sheet, and into the feather mattress.
Had to turn the mattress and change the bedding, of course, so we could rest for the night, but now we're in the market for a new feather mattress. We needed a new one, anyway, since the other is so old, but I wasn't planning on shopping for one this very week, for heaven's sake! The bedroom door will be closed to cats from now on, obviously.
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