I feel like I am in one of the episodes of I Love Lucy. It is the one where the skit, step by step, inch by inch is played out.
I am getting my house done exactly this way, step by step, inch by inch. I put some more things away today. I only have one box remaining. I can see the floors in all rooms. Here is a photo of part of my living room.
Just Call Me Gabby
English: Ad for I Love Lucy baby doll. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Well, I have all my yard stuff,…
English: Ad for I Love Lucy baby doll. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Well, I have all my yard stuff, crap, things, hehe, all priced. Wow, that is a tedious job. My living room looks like a child’s bedroom. Stuff all over the floor.
I found more of Al‘s short-sleeved and tank-top shirts and a few more pair of shorts. I put all those a way in his chest of drawers.
I test drove his wheelchair. I wanted to see if it would fit through the bathroom door, and thank-you Lord, it fit. I can fit it right up to the potty.
I made this fabulous meatloaf recipe for supper. I found the recipe on Facebook. It is so super easy, a child could make it. Want to know how to make it? Sure you do.
One pound of ground chuck
One egg
One cup of water
One package of Stove Top Dressing.
Mix and put in loaf or small square pan. Bake at 350 degrees for 45 minutes.
For me, I added some crumbled real bacon pieces I cooked up extra this morning. I also added a small can of mushrooms.
Oh my gosh, this was so perfect. The entire time it was baking I could smell it throughout the house. My mouth was watering. When it was done I noticed it held together perfectly. The taste, well let’s just say my taste buds were throwing a party.
I swept all of my floors. I hope that the man tomorrow coming to see me will recognize that I am having a yard sale the next day and take pity on my messy floor. Hey, I left plenty of room for him to walk through. Who knows, maybe he will see something that catches his eye and he will just have to have it. LOL
I have had my shower, dishes are done. I played my favorite game on Facebook, Candy Crush Sega. Do you play it? I am so addicted to it; it is pathetic.
Well I am ready to close my evening. I will sit in my comfy chair here at the computer and play until I tire of it and then head to bed.
This meeting tomorrow is going to be two hours long. It is the only thing I can not prepare for. What do you think he is going to ask me about? My life is so simple, hopefully I will pull all the right answers out of the rabbit hat.
I would just utterly die if I was the one who kept Al from coming home.
One more week I think for American Idol. I usually watch it each winter. I like both girls that are remaining. Now it is over for the evening and You Think You Can Dance has started for its season. I usually don’t watch competition shows. My TV consist of Golden Girls, I Love Lucy, Young n the Restless, Antique Roadshow, News and the rest I don’t mess with.
I have the TV on most of the time but just for the noise. Ok, well I am done chatting. If I say anything else, I will bore you. So have a good night all. Big hugs
The Sunshine Award
My friend over at http://creativemysteries.net has nominated me for The Sunshine Award. With this…
My friend over at http://creativemysteries.net has nominated me for The Sunshine Award. With this being one of the very first days that there is some warmth and sunshine, this couldn’t have been brought to my attention at a better time.
With the battles that I fight for my brother and the new war on his gigantic bill, I feel like a big ball of sunshine. I am on fire. I am willing to fight until someone tears my shield a way from me.
So thank you so much to my nominee!!
The rules for the Sunshine Award are as follows:
The Nominees:
zyoshiko.wordpress.com
theseeker57.wordpress.com
sunshinefactor.wordpress.com
kattermonran.wordpress.com/
darylgstewart.wordpress.com
mygulitypleasures.wordpress.com
letstalkaboutfamily.wordpress.com
babyjill7.wordpress.com
awritersfountain.wordpress.com
hopethehappyhugger.wordpress.com
thechristiangazette.wordpress.com x
aprilhawk.wordpress.com
I have just received the news that I was awarded two more awards from The Prodigal Daughter
http://iprodigaldaughter.wordpress.com
The two awards are The Beautiful Blogger Award
and the Very Inspiring Blogger Award.
Here is a slice of who the Prodigal Daughter is
We all are lost and wastefully extravagant. We demand of our Father the nicest of all things to be given us…getting ahead of the One who knows best.
In our stupor we stumble and go hungry but just when we thought we lost everything, our Heavenly Father remains faithful…and waiting.
How many times have we failed? How many times have we sinned? How many times have we returned back home to a delightful Father waiting with open arms? God isn’t counting. He delights to see us . All it takes is a sincere repentance and we’re accepted in His family once again.
Our Father celebrates our return over and over and over again. We are redeemed and prodigal no more.
Luke 15:11-32
Here are the rules of the award:
1 . Display the award logo on your blog.
2. Thanks and link back to the person who nominated you.
3. State 7 things about yourself.
4. Nominate 7-15 bloggers for this award.
5. Notify those bloggers of the nomination by linking to one of their specific posts so that they get notified by ping back.
Thank-you so much my dear friend for these awards
Seven things about myself
1. I do one load of laundry per week
2. I love to sit in my swing in the early evenings of the year
3. I have a dishwasher but barely use it
4. I love the reruns; Mash and I Love Lucy and Golden Girls
4. I am an American Idol fan but not as strong this year with new judges
5. I love to watch 20/20 and Dateline
6. My favorite television stations are Nick-at-Nite and Hallmark
7. A couple of my favorite actresses are Betty White, and Julia Roberts
Nominations are
mygulitypleasures.wordpress.com
ladyornot.com
myownheart.me x
grammielen@gmail.com
jmgoyder.wordpress.com
deenakdrowaln.wordpress.com
mythoughtsonthesubjectareasfollows.wordpress.com
angelswhisper2011.wordpress.com
grannyscolorful.wordpress.com
BackCreekDesign.com
jensysg21.wordpress.com
depressionexists.wordpress.com
This was so precious and I loved it. Ute has invited me over for a cup of coffee. Her web site is
Ute is a beautiful soul who loves life. She is always upbeat. She loves to dance. She lives life to the fullest. Go over and visit!
How many cups of coffee per day? 3, two in the morning, and one after supper
What is your favorite caffeine delivery system? Folgers, breakfast blend
What was your best cup of coffee? The first one of the morning
What was your worst cup of coffee? When I put sugar in it, gross.
What does your favorite mug say? I love Lucy, my favorite cup Ricky and Lucy
How do you take your coffee? With powdered cream only
When was your first cup? Around the age of 25, but it had sugar in it. I never tried it again until 2010 and have been a coffee junkie ever since
Have you ever gone on a coffee tea date? Yes, a blind date, a real disaster.
I would like to invite others for coffee. Sit with me and let’s chat and eat cookies.
valarielovelight.com
redsrantsandraves.wordpress.com
wannabephotographer87.wordpress.com
hopethehappyhugger.wordpress.com
dianarasmussen.wordpress.com
brianwilliamsen.wordpress.com
adinparadise.wordpress.com
jmgoyder.wordpress.com
mygulitypleasures.wordpress.com
angelswhisper2011.wordpress.com
gravatar.com/babyjill7 x
marilyn.griffin@insightbb.com
cftc10.wordpress.com
hometogo232.wordpress.com
camsgranny.wordpress.com
Thank-you Ute!
I like big butts and I cannot lie (Photo credit: J. Star)
I fall asleep to the TV each night, and this morning I woke early to hearing the word butt over and over. As my mind was waking up and hearing this word, I started to wonder what station I may have flipped the TV to during the night, as I Love Lucy is usually who wishes me a good morning each day. I sat up on the edge of my bed and lit my first cigarette and stared at the screen. Yup, I was right, I was hearing about the butt. I have never been a skinny girl. I weighed seven pounds even when I was born. Height was never my friend when I started reaching womanhood.My tallest I ever reached was five foot three, add this to a non skinny body, and you end up with an all trunk body and small legs. Can you picture this? People used to compliment me the most on my small legs. I was called bird legs for many years. Now I can see why. The trunk made the legs look smaller. A magical allusion to the eyes. I also was complimented on my butt. Not a big one, always hearing that I had a flat butt. I clung to these two compliments all of my life until this morning. I was never one who made exercise programs a habit of nature. I ignored those parts of the commercials on the television. Now I find out that I have three muscles in my butt. The minimum, the middle, and the maximus. I never knew this! My butt was and is flat, not as a compliment, not because I do not each much, but because I do not exercise those three muscles. I learned that I could have a high, nice rounded, butt, if I only spent the dollars out on this DVD, that taught me how to have this beautiful shaped butt that all men love to look at and all women desire. I was so disappointed that the compliment balloon had busted! Now I was down to only one compliment, the legs. My legs are thinner, because of my shape, plus the fact, I have always loved to walk. Firming them up and allowing the muscles to shape them. I quickly took an over haul in my mind of how I could FIX this new problem. I came to the conclusion that I was going to have to accept this for what it was. I am fifty-eight years old. I do not want to lie on the floor and roll around and have to do this for sixty to ninety days. I can not get out and walk like I used to because of caring for my brother. This all made me tired and I almost crawled back underneath the covers to sleep it off. Then I decided to just forget it. God gave me what I have. If I had the beautiful butt, it may change my personality to someone else. I could even turn into a snob, walking around with my nose in the air, realizing that I had the BUTT, everyone wanted. I flipped off the TV and came out into the room. On the baby monitor, I could hear my brother dreaming. He was laughing. Was he laughing at me? Did he pick up on that infomercial, and he also knew I had a flat butt? I laugh at myself as I think this crazy thought, and instead wish myself a happy mother’s day, and go start my coffee.
Bird
Who I am 