SOMETHING DIFFERENT

FOR WESTERN KENTUCKY!

Can't count on it sticking around too long though, but there is always hope. Yeah, right, supposed to be 58 degrees tomorrow. I LOVE THE SNOW! There just isn't enough of it!

LIFE GOES ON

Thought that I had better post something since it has been almost 2 weeks and some people, or person, namely Sybil, thinks that I am not alive. Cameron probably thinks so too since I have not produced any pictures of my house for him. I will get to it as soon as I can.

The past two weeks have been pretty up and down as far as Western Kentucky is concerned. One day it will just be COLD, COLD, COLD, the next day it will be OK, and then we get an ice storm or two to sweeten the pot. The whole town shuts down, except for Owen Cleaners, the grocery stores remain open, so that people can fight over the last gallon of milk and loaf of bread on the shelf and stuff like that. It's pretty much the craziest thing that I have ever seen. The ice does bother me, but not the snow. I would be happy if Old Man Winter were to dump a couple of feet of snow on the ground and just get it over with, but no, we have to have that stinking ICE! Seems to be pretty nice today, but I have yet to go outside to see whether or not I need to bundle up or just wear a sweater.

No big events have transpired, except for the fact that Wesley lost his first tooth! I sure do miss him and Bailey and Will.

I haven't cooked much this week! It's not that I haven't had the time, but, I feel that my creativity for creating meals has purely diminished to nothing. I am tired of cooking the same old thing all of the time. I have tons of recipe books that I have gone through, and nothing sounds good, looked at recipe websites on the internet, and nothing sounds good, etc.. I wish that all of you that read my blog would contribute some new and creative ideas with me. You do have to remember that I live with 2 men who are almost strictly meat and potato guys. Pete will try new things, but Edwin seems to be more finicky! When Bill posts a recipe for something that he has made I usually write it down and look forward to attempting to do what he does with pasta, but it probably won't be as good as his. So, does anyone have any that they are willing to share?

But, as far as the ambition to cook, I will be proud to tell you that I got up the other morning at 4 a.m. and baked a chocolate cake and took it to work.

WORD OF THE DAY! ( I know that you all have missed this little feature, well probably not, but you are going to get a word of the day anyway.)

NONPLUS

non·plus /nɒnˈplʌs, ˈnɒnplʌs/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[non-pluhs, non-pluhs] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation verb, -plussed or -plused, -plus·sing or -plus·ing, noun
–verb (used with object)
1.
to render utterly perplexed; puzzle completely. –noun
2.
a state of utter perplexity.

PATIENCE PICTURE

This is Wesley at Megan and John's wedding last summer, I guess that he had just finally had enough! The picture is courtesy of Steve Utz, who graciously did me a huge favor, by taking pictures at the wedding and the crazy reception. I guess that I need to make him and his sweet wife Karen about 30 more loaves of bread to show my appreciation.

CHANGE

Just thought I would let you all know that I had all of my hair cut off, well not all of it, but at least 6 or 7 inches.

HMMMM?

As I was pondering as to what to blog about this morning, I realized that it is the 7th of February, and an old friend's birthday. His name is Harper. I stated in a previous blog that I would blog about him sometime in the future, so I guess that today will be the first one that I write about. He used to be our neighbor many years ago, and sort of became a part of our family for many years. He is single and has no family to speak of, so we kind of took each other in, as I don't have relatives that live close by, and neither does my husband. We shared almost every Sunday dinner together and many good times on the front porch watching all of the funny people go by and consuming adult beverages.

One time in particular we were all on the front porch, got a little inebriated, and decided to get out the tequila. Now, mind you, we were all a lot younger then, and a little crazy, and not so set in our ways. We were out there for hours, just doing what we were doing. The conversation had come around to music, and, Harper is a HUGE Blood, Sweat and Tears fan. He decided to go next door and crank up the stereo. Now, I am talking record player, not CD player. Well, someone, who shall remain nameless, called the law on us. We were just sitting there having a good time, having our cocktails, and the police pulled up. Harper had gone next door to switch up the record. The officer approached us and stated that we were making too much noise. He had drawn his gun and headed over to Harper's house after we had explained to him what we were doing and that we would go over there and tell him to turn the music down. The officer told my husband that he would not be allowed to enter Harper's house because he may be dangerous. He drew his weapon and started to go into his house. I could not believe my eyes. This was my neighbor and my friend and he absolutely did not pose a threat to anyone! He was just a little tore up and was way into his music! To make a long story short, the officer then realized that he was not a dangerous man, that we were just having a good time, but he did ask that we cut the music. We did, but soon after that said our good nights and went to bed. It wasn't so humorous then, but after the fact we did get a few chuckles out of the situation. So, Happy Birthday Harper, and thanks for all of the good times, the talks, and your wisdom. You are truly a character. I know that you don't come by as often as those days gone by, but you are still in my thoughts almost every day. "God Save the Child"

PATIENCE PICTURE: another montage that I have titled "STACKS"

WORD OF THE DAY: MALADROIT

mal·a·droit /ˌmæləˈdrɔɪt/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[mal-uh-droit] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–adjective
lacking in adroitness; unskillful; awkward; bungling; tactless: to handle a diplomatic crisis in a very maladroit way.

THE PAST WEEK

Has been rather uneventful. Just work and home and things like that. It has been so nice to be able to work 40 hours a week and get home at a decent time and feel like a human being instead of feeling like a slave to my job. I still have tons of things to do here at the house that I am not doing though. It's kind of hard to get back into a routine, while working 40 hours a week, when I used to work 50+ hours a week. Hopefully, I will get used to it soon and be able to get some housework done once in a while.

I can't quit thinking about going to visit my Mother though. I am so excited, but not looking forward to flying alone clear across the United States. I have done it before, and I guess that it's nothing that several good books and my mp3 player won't cure. I hope that someone there will let me use their computer to recharge my tunes for the trip home. And, another problem has me perplexed. I don't know how I am going to get to Nashville for the flight out. I guess that I will take the car and leave it in one of those parking lots, but I really don't want to do that, and I really don't like driving to Nashville. Any suggestions from anyone as to where the best place to park my car would be appreciated! I hope that everything will work out though.

Kids are all fine. Megan just got back from a business trip to Greenville, South Carolina, where she did several days of training, which left John to take care of Wesley, Bailey and Will while she was gone. I bet that was a trip! Jill is still working and has a new man in her life. Pete is still going to school on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. He's also still working part time, which gives him a little spending money and that helps us out a lot.

Tomorrow is Super Bowl Sunday, and I will be making my usual fare of lasagna, layered taco dip, and Pete is going to make his Hot Wings. Gotta root for the Giants, because, I always root for the underdog. So, Go Giants.

Patience Picture- It's a coneflower that blooms on one side of our house.

WORD OF THE DAY

MERETRICIOUS

mer·e·tri·cious /ˌmɛrɪˈtrɪʃəs/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[mer-i-trish-uhs] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–adjective
1.
alluring by a show of flashy or vulgar attractions; tawdry.
2.
based on pretense, deception, or insincerity.
3.
pertaining to or characteristic of a prostitute.