Archive for June, 2012

So, What About the English Teachers and the Snakes?

Posted in Uncategorized on June 30, 2012 by drycreekherbs

The entire discourse/tirade about English teachers, which was so right on and hilarious is gone, gone, gone, gone. I am putting out a contract on ecto. I will never get it back. One cannot drink Cooks, Grand Reserve, and write in a journal. It is a doomed enterprise.

On Snakes and English Teachers

Posted in Uncategorized on June 30, 2012 by drycreekherbs

Once Upon a Time….I hated to write and certainly had no desire to write in a journal. This had something to do with some English teacher’s movement where you wrote and spilled your guts and I had zero interest in it. Now I am a near maniac about writing in this journal and spilling my guts. I can hardly wait to get to my computer and amazingly, this interest (?) drives the way I look at things. Example: I might be doing something and I start framing the experience into a draft entry. I might be thinking how funny something is or I might see something that I makes me pull out my camera for a photo. Below is a photo I took today at PetCo….this is a photo of Sally, a red banded something or another boa. I think they were grocery shopping for baby mice. At any rate, the polite young man offered to let me pet his snake. I not only pet(ted)* it, I was sorely tempted to ask if he would take my photo with three year-old Sally, the snake. I didn’t–but I sent this photo out to some chums…Len said, he hoped I wasn’t bringing it home. I told him I bought 2. He hates snakes. Back to PetCo. After I pet(ted) Sally, I showed the young man my recent snake photos. The coral snake in my yard and the rattlesnake eating a jackrabbit that Max sent me. Max likes to keep me tempered with snake photos. I liked petting Sally; I would not like to pet the coral snake nor the rattlesnake eating an entire jack rabbit whole.

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Suz is Starting a New Life Swathmore, PA

Posted in Uncategorized on June 24, 2012 by drycreekherbs

Last night we were invited to a farewell soiree for Bill and Susan….one of Bill’s students who obviously holds him in very high esteem as do many of his former ‘kids.’ Most of the folks there were from Christ Episcopal Church, or Christ Church as it is called now. A few from BISD.

It was a lovely party—we left early without any fan fare because I would have done the big scene. I get a big lump in my throat when I think she is off on her new life adventure…and good for her too. Susan is knitted into my fiber. I will miss her sorely. IF she ever carried a grudge, IF she ever was mightily irritated, IF she wanted to what? I don’t know. She raised the bar for me and I love her for it. She trained me to play Words with Friends so now I am a C- player and damned proud of it. She took me through the mean, damned cancer and I did pretty well, considering the hysteric I am. She helped me to be still. I can’t think of a time when she told me to get a grip. She was interested in my stitches, my moods, my sleep patterns, my temperature, my lab work, my hair, etc. She understood everything my oncologist said and would repeat it to us as often as necessary. If I slept for 28 hours straight, she said I needed it. If I was wired, she told me it was the steroids. If I was crying non stop, she told me I should talk to a therapist and liked me when I did.

So, go with a glad heart and many fine attributes. I hope I grow up to be more like Little Suz. IMG_3267.JPG

Once Called Baby David. The Boy is Now a Man

Posted in Uncategorized on June 23, 2012 by drycreekherbs

Nephew David, is home from West Point for a few weeks. He came home with a Bass Fiddle…is that what it is called?IMG_3175.jpg It is huge….he kindly played a few quick tunes then let me pose with it. He already plays guitar and of course, the bag pipes.

While I was home, Mom reminded me of a few Baby David stories. I have called him Baby David since his birth…it was like Baby Jesus had come into our lives. I don’t call him that any more. Anyway, back to Baby David stories. Mom and I went to Hong Kong in 1992 I think. Mom had always and forever wanted to go and shop! Yup, it is is in my genes. So, we went had a great time and bought every kind of jewelry imagined. David was about 2 1/2 years old. So Mom brought him a little karate outfit and a Buda. It was a little Buda. David always had a passion for tiny little things: lagos, boxes, bugs, and he liked this Buda. Ok, now Billy and Mary had David in a ‘Christian’ school as he grew older. Maybe it was a Holy Roller school. I don’t know or know why. BUT, David took little Buda for show and tell, and his teachers told him, so the story goes, that he could never bring it to school and that he must throw it away or he would go to hell. Hmmm. Apparently, this was when brother Bill, pulled him out of the Christian school…Later David used to tell his teachers in public school that, “…We didn’t do it that way at the Christian school.” Don’t you know they loved him–lots of eye rolling, I imagine. Then he went to St. Luke’s for middle school, then to Texas Military Institute, another Episcopal school….he graduated from TMI.

Now, years later he is a senior at West Point where I think he has been pretty successful. He plays LaCrosse, fences, and plays in the Cadet’s bag pipe band. He makes ok grades, and loves everything about West Point…and for the past two years he has wanted to be a Unitarian Preacher. I like that, frankly. I don’t know how it will work into his Army service. Time will tell.

Practice Grrrrr Ecto Stole my big cool entry

Posted in Uncategorized on June 22, 2012 by drycreekherbs

I totally give up on echo. From now on I will write my text in word then transfer it into wordpress directly or in echo so if it gets messed up it can be resurrected. So this is practice and nothing else.

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Idle Musings

Posted in Uncategorized on June 20, 2012 by drycreekherbs

This was a phenomenal entry. I considered myself nearly gifted as I wrote it and drank several glasses of shiraz. I even used the back up hard drive but here is what I learned: ecto saves files some place besides on my computer….like some rack in the sky. And the rack ate it. So I am sitting in the library trying to resurrect wit and wisdom and I bet it doesn’t happen. I am also waiting to get a pedicure…not here in the library, although we are a full service public library! IN FACT, today I came to a program for kids and adults wIMG_3222.JPGith IMG_3227.jpg exotic animals. OMG, I had a ball. I did not get to kiss any little critter although I was sorely tempted. The handler said these animals would tear your lips off. Put my urges on hold. I like having my thin lips. Anyway….cool photos…

Later today I will do an expose on the breast etiquette. This was part of my lost entry.

So I am sitting here listening to Spirit in the Sky for maybe the 400th time this week. I keep it on continual play. This is one of the really motivating songs/music I love best. Norman Greenbaum’s one big hit. It is sort of like hard acid, spiritual of the 70s. I also like Claire de Lune, Aggie War Hymn, When the Saints Come Marching In, and Goin’ Down Country. I can do most anything with any of these songs playing. Also from Chicago, We Both Reached for the Gun, and of course, the ever-popular, Big Legged Woman! All the while waiting to get a pedicure so I can have cheap-girl red toe nails.

IMG_3141.JPGHere is my own exotic animal from my yard….not too close to the house. But after I saw this coral snake, I dreamed of snakes all night. ‘Red and yellow, kill a fellow.’ A bad snake.

So today, I had breakfast with Katie. Oh Pam you would be so proud. Then after that and the exotic animal show, I had my ears re-piereced for the third time in my life. God, I hope they are even. This has been on my list to do for months. I just finally went to the mall and did it. Also bought more Yellow Box flip flops and leggings. Not to be accused of being age appropriate. Also went to a fabric store where I bought yards of eyelet to make see through dresses. Len is so pure in thought, word, and deed, he will give me the stink eye just as Mom would if she were to see.

Since seeing Most Exotic Merigold Hotel, I’ve been wearing semi Indian things. Like Judy Dench kinda. I want her hair too. I really like the movie, all happy endings and favorite British actors. But I don’t think it showed anything reallllly about India. I know it didn’t. No poverty shots.

I am still in the throws of chemo braininess and malapropisms. Instead of saying infusion, I say confusion. I told Len I ate a pepperoni, mushroom, and javelina pizza. I meant pepperoni, mushroom, and jalepeno.

No Title I Can Think Of

Posted in Uncategorized on June 20, 2012 by drycreekherbs

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Marks & Spencer has the best ever drawers….as in britches….as in foundation garments. Princess Di bought hers there according to my Mom, who knows such things. I used to have to go to the UK to get room deodorizer and talcum powder….now just for undies! I think Belinda and I went to M&S 5 times. We went for blouses, foundation garments, hats, salads, sandwiches, etc. I love that place.

I am in my bedroom at Mom’s house. The bed is hard as a rock because I told Mom about 15 years ago that the bed was too soft and that I liked a firm mattress. So she asked for the hardest mattress they had. It is concrete with a sheet!

We just finished watching the basketball finals with Oklahoma’s Thunder losing 85 to Miami’s Heat 91! It was sooooo close. I want them to win…I like underdogs and since the Spurs are out of the running it is only right that the Okies should triumph.

Observation: Turquoise Vine is not an appropriate name for a child. This was on the news this past week. Small wonder, Turquoise was arrested for some crime….You cannot give a kid a first name like Turquoise then to a last name of Vine and expect a boy scout. He was doomed from the beginning.

Also on the news this past week — late breaking news: Elderly couple murdered in their apartment in Arlington. I said, “Len, I want to watch this.” So I sat through a commercial until the news resumed. Cute, little, anchor princess proceeded to give the dire details. “The woman, aged 62, and her husband, aged 70……” Whoa…what the hell? I am 65 and Len is 69 AND we are MOST CERTAINLY NOT ELDERLY.

Insult to injury. My crown in the front of my mouth is coming lose again. Implant scheduled. Is there no end?

Reading a book called Curly Girl Handbook. Currently I have half a head(back) of fractal or zigzag curls and the other half (front) wavy. Hmmm. Can’t wait for Edward to get hold of it. I want hair like Judy Dench.

Three days later. I am once again home on my own firm but comfortable mattress.

Happy news: Apparently the Chihuly exhibit is fine or at least been repaired already. Belinda and I have tickets to go Thursday night after I finish up at the MCEC conference. We will drive over to Dallas from Grapevine and stay over so we can see the night display. I am so pumped.