Trick Or Treat

I’ll be on the front porch tonight scaring kids, giving out candy and drinking chardonnay.  Tricks for them, treats for me.  Ya’ll stop by and visit awhile. 

Blue Angels

The air show was on Saturday and we watched it from the front yard. When we first moved to this house we were very excited about viewing the air show from our yard. The Blue Angels always end the show and fly over our house several times. And when I say over our house I mean right on top of it. I hadn’t made it home from the grocery store when they actually flew right over so I missed those pictures. You can get the idea from the few I took.














After several years of fighter jets doing touch and goes at the airport we aren’t quite as excited about the air show anymore.  Nevertheless, I still love the Blue Angels.

It's Been a STRANGE 12 Hours

So last night I get home from work (after driving thru a monsoon drenched rush hour) and I decided to make myself a cocktail.  I sat down in the garage so that I could have a smoke with my drink because I DO NOT smoke in the house.  Yes, I smoke so please don't hate me for it, I'm really a very good person with a very bad habit.  Anyway, I had opened the garage door about a foot and a half because it was still raining and I didn't want everything to get wet.  Someone rang the doorbell but I decided to ignore it because anyone that knows me would know that if the garage door is open that we would be in there.  We get a LOT of door to door salesmen in my neighborhood so I'm in the habit of ignoring the doorbell.  Anyway, I hear a woman say "Hello" so I said "Hello, who is it?"  She told me her name and asked if the lady of the house was home and I said "no".  She said as she walked off "BITCH".  I answered back "Heard That".  And that was that. 

Shortly after that my husband got home and the rain had eased up to a heavy drizzle so we left the garage door open and he sat down with me and we were discussing our day.  The SAME lady had the nerve to come back with a friend to bother me again.  I asked her if she was the same lady that had just called me a bitch and she said she meant the rain was a bitch.  I said "Yea, right".  My husband told her we were not interested in what she was selling but she would not leave.  She began to be a little hostile towards us and my husband shut the garage on her.  As the garage door was going down she said, and I kid you NOT, "Now I'm calling you a bitch".  Can you believe that crap????  I called the police and reported them.  The NO SOLICITING sign is going up on my door today.

As if that wasn't enough to put me in a bad mood I got a speeding ticket on the way to work.  Grrrrrrrrr.  Dang speed trap.  The one morning that there wasn't much traffic I get pulled over.  Isn't that just the way it goes?  My second ticket this year and the ONLY citations that I have recieved my entire life.  The rat race is getting to me.

That does it!!!!  I need out of this stinking city!  I've got to start working on my plan to get out of here.  I need gravel roads and wide open spaces.  I need to be somewhere so far back off the road that the door to door salesmen won't know that I'm there.

Inner Domestic Diva

Today was my Monday after a four day weekend.  We spent the weekend working on the vintage trailer and I made pretty girly curtains.  I really enjoyed my 4 days at home channeling my inner Domestic Diva.  I had almost forgotten that I can sew.  When the girls were young I used to make elaborate Halloween costumes and matching Christmas outfits for them.  They still give me a hard time about the itchy Christmas dresses and giant bows!  I'll have to find those pictures and share on a later post.

The rest of my time off was spent sleeping in, reading blogs, shopping on ebay for vintage items for the travel trailer and cooking homemade chicken and dumplings and a yummy bundt cake.    I would rather be a spoiled housewife and stay home instead of working in the corporate world.  I think it really suits me!  The house would always be spotless and there would be no weeds in the flower beds.  All of the laundry would be clean and put away and the house would always smell like homemade cookies.  There would be time for bubble baths and facial treatments and I could wear those adorable little ruffled aprons and OKAY... back to reality and back to work.  I still have 15 minutes until I start me commute home where the dirty dishes and laundry are waiting for me.

Camping With a Ghost

We bought a vintage camper last weekend.  We plan to restore it so don’t laugh at it now.  It will be cute when we are finished.  When we got got home with it I began taking my “before” pictures.  Isn’t it cute?  Several evenings later I put my card in the computer to look at my pictures and this is what I saw.

No laughing!  Look in the window (click on the picture to enlarge).  I’m a little freaked out.  My husband swears it’s him and that there was some kind of glare.  But he doesn’t really look like that and why would he be standing looking straight in the window?  I’m just saying….

Could it be that I will be camping with a ghost? 

Texas Sunset in Suburbia

How is that for a Sunset.  Big Texas Sky.

Nice Porch Sitting Weather

We are having near perfect weather which makes me want to be outside every minute.  But I must sit in this cube because I really like my paycheck and spending it.  I’m going to pretend that I am here instead.

Wouldn’t you love to be here?  I’m not sure who this belongs to but I would love to own this porch and have this view!  WOW!  Chances of me getting anything done would be slim to none.  I’m a freak for porches.  I just can’t help myself. 

If anyone is looking for me, I’ll be on the porch!

The Devil Got Her Soul

Well, it's been close to a year since I last spoke with my supposed BFF. It only took one ass of a new husband to end a 13 year friendship. This is one of the those things that I CANNOT fix and I'm working on accepting. I am a "fix it" kind of person and I had a realization last year that I cannot fix everything and that I need to let some things go. I am working on it.
BFF and I met at work and hit it off. We had a lot in common such as, stepchildren, dysfunctional families, sisters, nieces, we graduated the same year, we grew up just minutes down the road from each other and we liked most of the same things. She was like a sister to me. Her husband at the time and Hillbilly had a lot in common as well. They were in the same line of business, they both liked to fish and they both loved racing. They were our only couple friends and we hung out with them ALL the time. We spent most weekends with them or at least one day a week plus we worked together for 9 years and I saw her almost everyday. I used to drag her shopping and to whatever event was going on in town whether she like it or not. BFF was a big part of my life and despite her many issues I stood by her side during every obstacle in her life and every bad choice that she made. I overlooked her flaws because I knew what a good person she was inside. Just as she did me.
BFF and her first husband ended up divorcing and along came the "devil". I pretended to like him for a couple of years but we didn't get along very well. I couldn't take listening to him talk down to her anymore. What was worse is that she allowed it and wouldn't stand up for herself. The Devil didn't like me and poisoned her against me and being the weak person that she is, it worked. She didn't stand up for me and I think that's what finally did the friendship in. The Devil actually doesn't like anyone that BFF knew before him and wanted her to cut ALL ties even with her family. He has managed to alienate her son, her sister and me within a year or so. Good work! Congrats.
I wish she would come out of her beer induced fog long enough to see what has happened to herself and our friendship. But again, this is one of those things that I cannot change. I thought she would have called by now but the "Devil" has too firm of a hold on her. I think we should all pray for her soul.