May 21, 2019
April 29, 2019
April 20, 2019
April 13, 2019
April 12, 2019
The new fan
So one of the last things we needed for my new office was a dimmable light ceiling fan. The one that was here was an ugly palm leaf thing that wobbled and womped. So we found online a 54 inch modern looking fan with a dimmable light. It was very affordable at about $120 dollars. So this morning while I was at my doctors, Ron took down the Palm leaf fan and put up the new one. However the dimmable part did not work. On reading the instructions, something he failed to do, I discovered the bulbs they sent with the fan are not dimmable and you need to buy different bulbs. He rushed out to his favorite store, Home Depot or any hardware home improvement do it yourself store , and got new bulbs. I love it. The fan is super quiet so I can do videos, the lighting is variable as I wish, and the fan has three speeds each way. So here are the pictures. Hugs
Reba McEntire – Fancy
Now for a more uplifting depressing song. Hugs
“Fancy”
I remember it all very well lookin’ back
It was the summer I turned eighteen
We lived in a one-room, run-down shack
On the outskirts of New Orleans
We didn’t have money for food or rent
To say the least we were hard-pressed
Then Mama spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin’ dress
It was the summer I turned eighteen
We lived in a one-room, run-down shack
On the outskirts of New Orleans
We didn’t have money for food or rent
To say the least we were hard-pressed
Then Mama spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin’ dress
Mama washed and combed and curled my hair
And she painted my eyes and lips
Then I stepped into a satin dancin’ dress
That had a split on the side clean up to my hip
It was red velvet trim and it fit me good
Standin’ back from the lookin’ glass
There stood a woman where a half-grown kid had stood
She said, “Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.
Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.”
Mama dabbled a little bit of perfume on my neck then she kissed my cheek
And then I saw the tears wellin’ up in her troubled eyes as she started to speak
She looked at a pitiful shack
And then she looked at me and took a ragged breath
She said, “Your Pa’s runned off and I’m real sick,
And the baby’s gonna starve to death.”
She handed me a heart-shaped locket that said,
“To thine own self be true.”
And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across
The toe of my high-heeled shoe
It sounded like somebody else that was talkin’
Askin’, “Mama, what do I do?”
She said, “Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy,
And they’ll be nice to you.”
She said, “Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.
Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.
Lord, forgive me for what I do,
But if you want out, well, it’s up to you
Now don’t let me down
Now your mama’s gonna move you uptown.”
Well, that was the last time I saw my Ma
The night I left that rickety shack
The welfare people came and took the baby
Mama died and I ain’t been back
But the wheels of fate had started to turn
And for me there was no way out
And it wasn’t very long ’til I knew exactly
What my Mama’d been talkin’ about
I knew what I had to do and I made myself this solemn vow
That I’s gonna be a lady someday
Though I didn’t know when or how
But I couldn’t see spending the rest of my life
With my head hung down in shame
You know I might have been born just plain white trash
But Fancy was my name
She said, “Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.”
She said, “Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.”
It wasn’t long after that benevolent man took me in off the street
And one week later I was pourin’ his tea in a five-room hotel suite
I charmed a king, a congressman and an occasional aristocrat
And then I got me a Georgia mansion and an elegant New York townhouse flat
And I ain’t done bad
Now in this world there’s a lot of self-righteous hypocrites
That would call me bad
They criticize Mama for turning me out
No matter how little we had
But though I ain’t had to worry ’bout nothin’ for nigh on fifteen years
Well, I can still hear the desperation in my poor Mama’s voice ringin’ in my ears
“Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.
Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.
Lord, forgive me for what I do
But if you want out well it’s up to you
Now don’t let me down
Now your Mama’s gonna move you uptown.”
Well, I guess she did
April 11, 2019
April 10, 2019
April 7, 2019
Infidel’s Link round-up for 7 April 2019
Infidel does the hard work of gathering and publishing a grand list of sites to hit on Sunday morning. Please check them out. Hugs
March 29, 2019
March 28, 2019
Offline for awhile
I am off to make a tomato red sauce for my hubby. He has worked a lot of 12 hour shifts lately and he has not complained but I know it is hard for him. On my way home from my shots I stopped at the Publix grocery store ( great people ) and picked up all I needed to make hubby a grand meal when he wakes up.
I make my sauce with a base of Dei Fratelli tomato sauce as I find them the most tasty. Then I add cut mild sausage ( I get the long links and slice them into small sections as Ron likes the taste to bite into them ) and we went back to very lean beef ( was trying to not use beef but can not find anything we like as much ) and then add minced garlic, oregano , sweet basil, rubbed sage, thyme, peppers ( I use a mix of green , yellow, and red ) diced celery, and a small bit of chopped onion ( I don’t really like the taste of onion but in a sauce it adds a good flavor ) and after the sauce is hot and simmering I add some organic meat balls Ron likes. People have different takes on meatballs , some think they should be baked and then added , I feel they should be put in the sauce to take on the flavor. I also got two kinds of “toasted bread” for the supper, one garlic and one three cheese. I may have forgotten a few things I add or do but you get the idea. Sauce shouldn’t ever come out the same if you make it often. I feel it should be adaptable and change with your feelings / mood. To me my cooking is an extension of myself and reflects how I am feeling at that time. Lucky for me Ron loves my cooking. ( also my extension of my self ? ) Hugs
March 27, 2019
March 25, 2019
Statues and Flowers try 3
Recently Ron went to the stone place near us and got 25 bags of marble chip and filled the planter. A friend of ours had painted up a bunch of yard statues for us. This weekend Ron got some new plants for the side garden, and planted them. Here are the pictures and two very short videos. Hugs
March 19, 2019
March 16, 2019
New Zealand Leaders Vow To Stiffen Gun Control Laws
This is what we need so badly !!! Rather than me posting segments of the post, please go to the link. Thanks. Hugs
https://www.joemygod.com/2019/03/new-zealand-leaders-vow-to-stiffen-gun-control-laws/
February 28, 2019
February 26, 2019
February 21, 2019
Nan sent me this, and it is an interesting read
Thank you Nan for sending me this interesting read. I have a story to add to this. Recently I went alone to the grocery store as Ron was sleeping after working a 12 hour shift. When I got to the register at a store I am well known at, the cashier told me I did not have to put each bottle on the conveyor belt. I explained I really need to as I need a bag with handles to get the groceries inside my home. I love this store. First the cashier told me they would put them in bags for me with out me having to lift them, and second the woman doing the bagging offered to get me non-plastic bags to put the grocers in so I could carry them. Now to be openly clear we do use some plastic bags to hold the material from the cat box but even our cats can not poop and pee enough to use as many bags as we get. So to make a long story short, I talked to Ron about this and we are going to buy as many bags as we may normally need and put them in the car. We will use these as we can. This is our small attempt to make this a better planet for everyone. Again thanks Nan. Hugs
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February 19, 2019
Buck Naked
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