These pictures were taken at 11:15pm on 12/9/08 in my yard.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Let it snow ?!?!?!
Yes, it even happens here!!!
These pictures were taken at 11:15pm on 12/9/08 in my yard.
These pictures were taken at 11:15pm on 12/9/08 in my yard.
Monday, December 8, 2008
Ode to the Neti pot!
Let me be the first to say.....squirting warm water up my nose, was NOT something I ever thought I would be doing intentionally!!
When my doctor recomended (or threatened me within an inch of my allergy ridden head) that I go buy one and use it faithfully, I of course said "uhhh...I dont think so!" which soon turned into "we'll see".
Well, here we are, about 6 months later, and cedar is comming into season My sinus cavities feels like I am lugging around lead in them and I wake up in the mornings not able to breath.
I took the plunge and bought a neti pot this last weekend....well, bottle to be more specific. It took me 3 days to finally put water in it and try it out.........WIERD is the first word that comes to mind, but it is followed quickly with exclamations such as "HOLY CRAP, I CAN BREATH!!"
What is a Neti Pot, you may be asking. A Neti Pot is a ceramic pot, shaped much like a genie lamp, that you fill up with salt water, stick it up one nostril, tilt your head, and let the water flow in your nose through one nostril and out the other. That’s pretty much it, but wikipedia, as usual, has a much more informative article.
So....I encourage you, if you have sinus issues or allergies at all....GET A NETI POT!!! seriously...do it!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Wine Gala event!
Well, tonight was the Wine Gala event to raise money for the Mission for Health. They meet the needs of uninsured adults in our county and just won a national award for thier work. The nurse I work with, didnt want to go alone so bought tickets for Elizabeth and I to go along. At $100.00 per plate......the food was REALLY good of course!! and there was LOTS and LOTS of wine!!!
For more information on the work that the Mission does, feel free to check out:
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Prom queen
This is so inspirational!! What a great place to raise kids that they grow up like this.
http://gmy.news.yahoo.com/v/10223306
http://gmy.news.yahoo.com/v/10223306
Monday, October 13, 2008
AARP
ok, so for about 3 months now, I have been recieving invitations to join AARP.
I realize I am getting older....but come on!!! So, today I wrote a short note to the "no faced person who keeps pestering me with great incentives if I join AARP NOW!!!" My note said the following:
I happen to be a huge fan of AARP and would love to be a member, so if you could get back to me in 15 years, 2 months, and 8 days (when I am actually old enough to recieve the benefits), I'd be most appreciative!!!
Thank you for your time
Amy
Not sure if it will help, but I can hope!!!
I realize I am getting older....but come on!!! So, today I wrote a short note to the "no faced person who keeps pestering me with great incentives if I join AARP NOW!!!" My note said the following:
I happen to be a huge fan of AARP and would love to be a member, so if you could get back to me in 15 years, 2 months, and 8 days (when I am actually old enough to recieve the benefits), I'd be most appreciative!!!
Thank you for your time
Amy
Not sure if it will help, but I can hope!!!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Man's best friend???
Looking at the two innocent faces above, one would be lead to believe that they are the source of constant joy in my otherwise boring life.......such was not the case yesterday!!!
The local animal league had a Rabies drive, where you could go and get your pet's rabies vaccine for 8 dollars, (You pet owners out there know what a great deal this is) so of course it was the perfect day to take my two loyal companions to get updated.
Having traveled quite a bit in the past, they both were excited and jumped right in the car, we drove the short distance to the clinic and got in line to pay. They were both excited and wanted to sniff everyone else there (including one feral cat who almost took off a chunk of Gus' nose!).
After paying we went to the outdoor canopied area where the vaccines were being given....and honestly it happened so fast, I missed it....but my 10 year old terrier (the white one) lifted his leg and PEED on the Vet's shoe!!!!!
I was MORTIFIED!!!! The vet was a little aggravated but smiled and kind of joked about it.....then as he bent down to kind of brush his shoe off, my other little darling, the 6 year old Japanese chinn who is so quiet and docile that my mother swears he has no personality,turned around (and I kid you not), and crapped at the vets feet.
At this point, I wanted to crawl under a bush and cry! The vet tech was laughing, the vet was not, the poo stunk, and the two young boys that were helping out kept saying "oh gross! P.U.!!!" finally,one of the boys went and grabbed the "pooper scooper" and took the mess out of the way, and the other quit fanning his nose.
I swear to you....my dogs looked up at me adoringly, and smiled!! I am almost sure of it.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Stories and pictures from Ike
http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2008/09/the_short_but_eventful_life_of.html?s_campaign=8315
Thought this was a pretty cool article, so instead of being witty or ranty, I will just share it with you all.
BOLIVAR PENINSULA, Texas (AP) - Many years from now, a small group of Hurricane Ike survivors will probably still be telling the story of how, on the night the storm flattened their island, they took sanctuary in a church - with a lion.
The full-grown lion was from a local zoo, and the owner was trying to drive to safety with the animal when he saw cars and trucks stranded in the rising floodwaters. He knew he and the lion were in trouble. He headed for the church and was met by a group of residents who helped the lion wade inside, where they locked it in a sanctuary as the storm raged. The water crept up to their waists, and two-by-fours came floating through broken windows. But the lion was as calm as a kitten. When daylight came, everyone was still alive. "They worked pretty well together, actually," said the lion's owner, Michael Ray Kujawa. "When you have to swim, the lion doesn't care about eating nobody."
Amid the destruction in places like Bolivar Peninsula and Galveston, where row upon row of houses were scoured from the landscape, seemingly impossible tales of survival have begun emerge.
Whether through faith or fate, luck or resourcefulness, dozens of people who stayed behind made it out alive, and have harrowing stories to prove it. As of Tuesday, the official death toll from Ike stood at 48. Only 17 were in Texas - and many of those were people killed by fires or generator fumes after the storm had passed. However, authorities held out the possibility that some victims were washed out to sea.
Among those who made it out alive was Kathi Norton, who put on a life jacket as the storm closed in on High Island, on the Bolivar Peninsula. She and her husband, Paul, knew the dangers of staying, and put their important documents, credit cards, money and cell phones into a plastic bag, and held on tight. All too quickly, the floodwaters rose and the house started to break apart.
Through the gaps, they saw refrigerators, lawn mowers and hot tubs floating past. The deck broke away next.
Then the roof started to buckle. "The whole floor was just opened out," he said. Norton grabbed his wife and headed for an outdoor staircase, escaping in time only because a flagpole kept the house from crashing down for a few precious seconds. "I look up, the house is coming on us," he said. For hours, they sloshed around in 4-foot waves before finding themselves perched in a tree. They finally made their way onto someone's motor home, which then started to sink. They were able to cling to rafters of a nearby structure and hang on until daybreak. "We had to grab that staircase and float wherever it took us," the 68-year-old retiree said.
Willis Turner decided to ride it out on his wooden boat next to his house on Crystal Beach, also on Bolivar Peninsula, but it nearly capsized and he was saved by a rope his wife tossed to him. The two held on inside a home that she said "vibrated like a guitar string." "It was like an atomic bomb going off. Right after the eye passed, whole houses came by us at 30 miles an hour - WHOLE HOUSES! - just floating right past," Turner said. "It was unreal. Unreal." Turner and his wife awoke the next day to an island they no longer recognized. The first four rows of houses on the beach were washed into the sea. There were no more restaurants, no more gas stations, no more grocery stores. The neighborhood was gone.
In Galveston, Charlene Warner, 52, weathered the storm with her landlord and a neighbor in the apartment above her own. "It felt like an earthquake - the rumbling and the rocking of the building," she said, smoking outside a shelter in San Antonio. "Everyone was praying." "It was so terrible. All I could say was, 'Lord, please don't kill me. Forgive me for what I done,"' Warner said, as a tear rolled down her cheek. After the storm, she and neighbors waited for rescue, but no one came. The water receded, leaving a layer of muck filled with snakes. But with no water, no electricity and a shrinking supply of food, Warner decided to go for help, sliding her way across the goo a block and a half to the fire station. Firefighters took her and neighbors to a spot where they could get on an evacuation bus. She arrived at a shelter in San Antonio with her purse stuffed full of personal documents and cigarettes, and one spare outfit that she washed and drip-dried on a railing Tuesday. "I lost everything. What you see with me is all I have," she said.
"I never seen anything like that in my life. I'll never ride out another storm." Cheryl Stanley said she and her husband, Tom, wanted to evacuate their Galveston apartment before the hurricane hit but couldn't. Their son, Casey, has cerebral palsy, and the three live on the third floor. When they tried to leave, the elevators were turned off, and they couldn't carry Casey down the stairs. "It was horrible," Cheryl said. "The building was shaking all night."
A few hours into the storm, Casey said he didn't feel safe in the bedroom, so they moved him to the living room. About three hours later, the ceiling in his bedroom collapsed. "Thank God, we got Casey out of there," his mother said. After the storm passed, paramedics carried Casey downstairs. And neighbors carried the wheelchair.
At the Baptist church on Bolivar Island where the lion spent the night, Richard Jones, a shrimper, said he wasn't afraid of the beast. "That little old fella is just as tame as a kitten," Jones said. After the storm passed, the lion's caretakers fed it pork roast to keep it happy. National Guardsmen dropping off food and water lined up Tuesday in the choir loft to get a glimspe of the lion, and the soldiers jumped back when the lion looked up from it perch on the altar and snarled.
BOLIVAR PENINSULA, Texas (AP) - Many years from now, a small group of Hurricane Ike survivors will probably still be telling the story of how, on the night the storm flattened their island, they took sanctuary in a church - with a lion.
The full-grown lion was from a local zoo, and the owner was trying to drive to safety with the animal when he saw cars and trucks stranded in the rising floodwaters. He knew he and the lion were in trouble. He headed for the church and was met by a group of residents who helped the lion wade inside, where they locked it in a sanctuary as the storm raged. The water crept up to their waists, and two-by-fours came floating through broken windows. But the lion was as calm as a kitten. When daylight came, everyone was still alive. "They worked pretty well together, actually," said the lion's owner, Michael Ray Kujawa. "When you have to swim, the lion doesn't care about eating nobody."
Amid the destruction in places like Bolivar Peninsula and Galveston, where row upon row of houses were scoured from the landscape, seemingly impossible tales of survival have begun emerge.
Whether through faith or fate, luck or resourcefulness, dozens of people who stayed behind made it out alive, and have harrowing stories to prove it. As of Tuesday, the official death toll from Ike stood at 48. Only 17 were in Texas - and many of those were people killed by fires or generator fumes after the storm had passed. However, authorities held out the possibility that some victims were washed out to sea.
Among those who made it out alive was Kathi Norton, who put on a life jacket as the storm closed in on High Island, on the Bolivar Peninsula. She and her husband, Paul, knew the dangers of staying, and put their important documents, credit cards, money and cell phones into a plastic bag, and held on tight. All too quickly, the floodwaters rose and the house started to break apart.
Through the gaps, they saw refrigerators, lawn mowers and hot tubs floating past. The deck broke away next.
Then the roof started to buckle. "The whole floor was just opened out," he said. Norton grabbed his wife and headed for an outdoor staircase, escaping in time only because a flagpole kept the house from crashing down for a few precious seconds. "I look up, the house is coming on us," he said. For hours, they sloshed around in 4-foot waves before finding themselves perched in a tree. They finally made their way onto someone's motor home, which then started to sink. They were able to cling to rafters of a nearby structure and hang on until daybreak. "We had to grab that staircase and float wherever it took us," the 68-year-old retiree said.
Willis Turner decided to ride it out on his wooden boat next to his house on Crystal Beach, also on Bolivar Peninsula, but it nearly capsized and he was saved by a rope his wife tossed to him. The two held on inside a home that she said "vibrated like a guitar string." "It was like an atomic bomb going off. Right after the eye passed, whole houses came by us at 30 miles an hour - WHOLE HOUSES! - just floating right past," Turner said. "It was unreal. Unreal." Turner and his wife awoke the next day to an island they no longer recognized. The first four rows of houses on the beach were washed into the sea. There were no more restaurants, no more gas stations, no more grocery stores. The neighborhood was gone.
In Galveston, Charlene Warner, 52, weathered the storm with her landlord and a neighbor in the apartment above her own. "It felt like an earthquake - the rumbling and the rocking of the building," she said, smoking outside a shelter in San Antonio. "Everyone was praying." "It was so terrible. All I could say was, 'Lord, please don't kill me. Forgive me for what I done,"' Warner said, as a tear rolled down her cheek. After the storm, she and neighbors waited for rescue, but no one came. The water receded, leaving a layer of muck filled with snakes. But with no water, no electricity and a shrinking supply of food, Warner decided to go for help, sliding her way across the goo a block and a half to the fire station. Firefighters took her and neighbors to a spot where they could get on an evacuation bus. She arrived at a shelter in San Antonio with her purse stuffed full of personal documents and cigarettes, and one spare outfit that she washed and drip-dried on a railing Tuesday. "I lost everything. What you see with me is all I have," she said.
"I never seen anything like that in my life. I'll never ride out another storm." Cheryl Stanley said she and her husband, Tom, wanted to evacuate their Galveston apartment before the hurricane hit but couldn't. Their son, Casey, has cerebral palsy, and the three live on the third floor. When they tried to leave, the elevators were turned off, and they couldn't carry Casey down the stairs. "It was horrible," Cheryl said. "The building was shaking all night."
A few hours into the storm, Casey said he didn't feel safe in the bedroom, so they moved him to the living room. About three hours later, the ceiling in his bedroom collapsed. "Thank God, we got Casey out of there," his mother said. After the storm passed, paramedics carried Casey downstairs. And neighbors carried the wheelchair.
At the Baptist church on Bolivar Island where the lion spent the night, Richard Jones, a shrimper, said he wasn't afraid of the beast. "That little old fella is just as tame as a kitten," Jones said. After the storm passed, the lion's caretakers fed it pork roast to keep it happy. National Guardsmen dropping off food and water lined up Tuesday in the choir loft to get a glimspe of the lion, and the soldiers jumped back when the lion looked up from it perch on the altar and snarled.
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