Friday, October 26, 2007
Song worth a listen
A rather mundane task of going to the craft store for a proper shade of blue 3-ply yarn got a bit sidetracked this morning.
These days, it’s not often that the car radio announces the name of the artist just as the song begins to play.
However, luck was on my side as to who is bringing us a tune.
The name Jon Bon Jovi usually makes my heart skip a beat, along with a catch in my throat.
I was just coming up to the entrance of a parking lot, and as I heard the first beats of the drum coming out of the dash,
I quickly decided to turn in so I could really be able to have a good smolder listen.
(You Want to) Make a Memory is on the latest album Lost Highway by the band Bon Jovi.
I read more about it after I got home and did an Internet search.
Always happy to make introductions.
~~love and Huggs, Diane
ps yarn purchased will soon become a granny square baby blankie
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
A New CD is Worthwhile
My Reba: Duets cd arrived a couple days ago, but today was the first chance I had to listen to it.
several good songs, but the one I wanna get chummy with is
Everyday People, a duet with Carole King
College Kids turning 21
in their senior year Spring Break was here
They headed south…
but not for sun on their skin
Where the storms had been
It was hard, fixing windows and shingles and doors
And tired never felt so good before…Everyday People are the ones who are making miracles
And it’s beautiful,
Everyday People lifting up the world
Like an answered prayer, I thank God they’re there
They’re the ones who care
Everyday People…Doctor said
“Good News we caught it soon enough, we can clear this up”
But she’s thirty and single with two kids to raise
Times are tough these days
So her friends made some calls and the word spread around
How her bills got paid she don’t know how.Everyday People are the ones who are making miracles
And it’s beautiful,
Everyday People lifting up the world
Like an answered prayer, I thank God they’re there
They’re the ones who care
Everyday People….A little girl takes her Mama’s hand
And walks inside saying “Please don’t cry”
As the people who built this house just for them
Laugh through the tears as a family moves in…Everyday People are the ones who are making miracles
And it’s beautiful,
Everyday People lifting up the world like an answered prayer,
I thank God they’re there,
They’re the ones who care,
Everyday People…
Everyday People…Everyday People…
there is an insert which says Reba supports Habitat for Humanity
“Together, we can eliminate poverty, one family at a time.”
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Quite alright, I’m just busy over here
On Saturday afternoon, I went pants shopping. I found one black pair and one denim pair in my size on sale at JC Penney.
They both should be fine for the job—I’m allowed to wear jeans on Fridays.
Saturday evening I began knitting this hat on my round loom, and got so far as to have the cuff folded, then finished it Sunday morning during the Fellowship Hour at church. I like keeping busy there, and yarn is always a great conversation starter.
It will go into the next package I send to my mother.
Sunday afternoon, baked Oatmeal Choco Chip cookies, alternating with working to get 6 loads of laundry through the routine.
The sun is setting, but the weather is pleasant.
I have the windows near my desk open, with a cat on the shelf beside each.
Husband went to deliver wood bookcases (handmade in the garage) to son Lucas.
Son Chris has my car off to see the girlfriend.
I can’t report anything else about them, cuz I don’t know more.
I learned sad news in today’s Divorce list in the paper.
My cd music during chores was Josh Groban.
Right now Mike and the Mechanics is playing.
I can’t sit still any longer—get up and dance!
~~love and Huggs, Diane
Friday, October 12, 2007
Thank Goodness It’s Friday means what it says
You might have noticed quite a lapse of time has passed since I last wrote for the blog. It’s not that I want to diss you, but when I leave a school building and get home in the late afternoon, I really don’t have the energy for any more communications.
You can go over to the Unit 5 website to read a partial list of TA Sub duties if you are all that interested. Not to mention that I’m not yet familiar with the layout of each place and where is? the Girl’s Restroom or the Teacher’s Workroom and I’ve worked in three different schools this week.
I’ve been invited back to each, so I guess I’m filling in fine.
The position I subbed today was good for a longish Friday—I was a Room Aide—no duty on Bus Lane, Cafeteria, or PE monitor.
My guys are probably as tired as I am.
Being capable, dependable people brings a price.
After supper, we did listen to a song on our old cd of The Animaniacs.
A small reason for us to smile at the end of a seemingly long week.
Will write more over the weekend, if I don’t sleep away the days.
So far as I know, current plans don’t involve me.
~~love and Huggs, Diane
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Weekend Ramblins
The other day for my Dear Ones e-mail friends, I sent out the fully copied obituary for my friend Ruth. I was still feeling some shock that she was gone so fast, it was just a couple days after the regular Needlework Group meeting and I had hugged her Good-bye then.
I got on the school district SubFinder computer schedule and made myself Unavailable for the day of her Memorial Service. Another friend from the group and I sat together on a wooden pew in a large church building which still has a very active membership list.
During the cookie and lemonade reception in the Fellowship Area, everyone at the table agreed that playing cards with lifelong friends on Friday evening, then leaving this world quickly because of a massive stroke on Saturday afternoon, well, there are worse fates to deal with when reaching an age of 78 years.
In Ruth’s Will, all her yarn and accessories was a bequest to the Senior Center. I was asked to help do some organizing work in the yarn storeroom, so I got on the TA Sub Schedule again and made myself Unavailable one more day.
Seems like earnings for my treadmill machine needed to be nudged aside when duty and friendship calls.
Moving right along for the rest of the weekend:
Did you watch NUMB3Rs on CBS-tv last night? Husband and I were all settled in with our popcorn and root beer.
I’m glad the writers didn’t send away or kill off Agent Colby Granger, but I’m relating to how much work he’s gonna have to do to get back into good grace with the other folks.
We decided to try a different place for breakfast this morning. Kep’s Country Kitchen across the parking lot from Big K-Mart. The scrambled eggs were good, the sausage so-so, the glass of cranberry juice wasn’t worth the difference in price. The waitress is someone who worked awhile at another breakfast place, and made us feel right at home.
MY main complaint is that the coffee creamer, though in liquid form, was of the non-dairy variety, and it took oh so many little containers to get the coffee the proper shade of tan.
I much prefer full dairy half-n-half.
We stopped at a yard sale on the way home. There was a storybook of Little Black Sambo, the same I had when I was a little girl. I snapped it up, of course. When it came time to pay, the grandma hostess said she had to renege—that book is very rare in these politically correct days. She said her daughter did not realize what she had there, priced at only 25c and all.
I didn’t want it for re-sale on e-bay, I just wanted a reminder from my childhood.
Ah well, we win some, and lose many more.
This afternoon, Husband cleared a large area in the garage by taking a bunch of stuff to the hazardous waste drop-off site. It’s nice to know that two containers of old gasoline drained out of the VW are no longer 6 feet away from my bicycle. And the smell has improved in just one afternoon.
There’s been a bag of apples resting by the leg of the kitchen table for about two weeks. I finally got around to peeling and coring and cooking down into applesauce. My dutch oven pan is about 3/4 full. I think I’ll freeze two containers, then the rest can stay in the fridge for yummy eating.
Son Chris came out of the bathroom shouting
“I just wanted a close shave, not a self sacrifice!”
I believe that’s a quote from Bill Cosby, but my heart leaped to my throat knowing that my baby boy is shaving, actually has done so for years, and he’s got a date tonight. In Urbana.
Which means he’s driving my car an hour on the interstate. I’ll have to use his for any errands here in town.
In many ways, I find it more difficult to be a mom when my sons are taller than I am.
Hey, I have the house all to myself! Even the cats are outside.
I think I’ll put on some Donny Osmond tunes while I fold laundry.
~~love and Huggs, Diane
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Our Friend Dan has some sad news
Please express condolences for Dan and his missus
at A Normal Backyard Tribute to Ninja
and make sure you have a hankie close at hand.
Thank You for your kindness.
~~love and Huggs, Diane
Monday, October 01, 2007
Hook Busy for Bookmark Giving
This evening I’ll be busy stuffing envelopes to put in the mail for the Sunday School youngsters who have been promoted to Third Grade and received their NIV Bibles awhile back.
I’ve been doing this year after year, and it is still a thrill for me to make them feel a bit special.
When I asked for favorite color, I got answers of pink, black, gold, orange & green, and green. The sixth child was unavailable, so I made one with blue and hope for the best.
I hope you all don’t get tired of looking at pictures of bookmarks, cuz I ain’t yet tired of crocheting them. And like I said, when I send them through the mail, I have known whole families who get involved in the joy.
~~love and Huggs, Diane