tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14757062303769330922024-03-27T12:03:58.471-07:00Sneakers1957Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.comBlogger204125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-39618188546165785652024-03-01T10:00:00.000-08:002024-03-03T15:16:05.167-08:00I Love Texas Tech Baseball. And Another Thing...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO46IGppL_s6Tq-_xg3NgZfYZZKFlEUrpVjmnT78HesjLLuHLNIX-7tSdxzCcaAO01zHAucA01OzfZr0wGjfM_P9q9Gv_NL-nSOOjyVFF4wnL5e8BZlzcASTomAdTr-LD-ZZYI-7z9X-ijlmB4oGht9kn97KCeeKcsE6lX3nwg3nTVp_U2tSAJCYlcJPE/s3023/IMG_3518.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3008" data-original-width="3023" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO46IGppL_s6Tq-_xg3NgZfYZZKFlEUrpVjmnT78HesjLLuHLNIX-7tSdxzCcaAO01zHAucA01OzfZr0wGjfM_P9q9Gv_NL-nSOOjyVFF4wnL5e8BZlzcASTomAdTr-LD-ZZYI-7z9X-ijlmB4oGht9kn97KCeeKcsE6lX3nwg3nTVp_U2tSAJCYlcJPE/w320-h224/IMG_3518.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I saw this shirt in a local stores ad & I adore it. I went looking...it's a $50 shirt, not what I'd normally pay for a shirt. Especially a white one. I probably need a bib the same size. I'm a little messy. But no surprise...it's all mine!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">In December, I was in the hospital for pneumonia & since then I've lost about 15 pounds. I bring this up because I tried on shirt in store (over clothes) & I tried a medium which fit & a large which was a little bigger. But I'm scared I will gain weight back & then it won't fit. I have a week to exchange & it's hanging in closet while I think. Hmmm. I can't decide.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Editing to add: I tried shirt on again today. & while I still have trouble wrapping my mind around a medium but I'm going for it. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-62257734041813151062024-02-28T16:58:00.000-08:002024-02-28T17:24:52.574-08:00My Cheap Charcuterie Supper<p> <span style="font-size: large;">Am I creative or what? I'm pretty happy with it.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh972-lz9lMLQUEyKvUZHrx64xb8HUY3JdzfzK0TDj9qvDTh8BJ9n1Kzc11EgEqitgiGv-Y-r5WMCOvYl3XIyIX56i06S4_ZYwImfBj61DKTIK-slZcsVj7lDp-LoFsPmX3Q1pr5_w1jgO8ANnIYCIy3_UmFYTMYaSBJf5sfNzrMyrOSJFvAIMFmHk7nvk/s3058/IMG_3519.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1656" data-original-width="3058" height="173" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh972-lz9lMLQUEyKvUZHrx64xb8HUY3JdzfzK0TDj9qvDTh8BJ9n1Kzc11EgEqitgiGv-Y-r5WMCOvYl3XIyIX56i06S4_ZYwImfBj61DKTIK-slZcsVj7lDp-LoFsPmX3Q1pr5_w1jgO8ANnIYCIy3_UmFYTMYaSBJf5sfNzrMyrOSJFvAIMFmHk7nvk/s320/IMG_3519.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">I'm thinking of my Mom as I'm eating this. Mom liked to eat. Sometimes she over ate but it didn't take much. At Furr's Cafeteria, where it was all you can eat, she always had 2 trays but she didn't eat everything. She saw something that she wanted to taste & got it but sometimes it was only a bite or 2. And her lunch table always had about 10 bowls but they were small ones. A half a cup of this, a bit of that. She liked variety. </span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">See, she'd had to take over cooking when her mom died when she was 16, for her dad & brothers. Then she married my dad at 17 & had 2 babies by the time she was 21 and me 10 years later. Then another 10 years later, she had my nephew, after my sister passed away. So she had to cook all the time. And she always tried to please everyone & she did a great job. But she loved things like fried chicken & liver & onions (yuck) which my dad wouldn't eat. So she ate them when we were out. And she especially loved sitting at a table & having someone bring her food.</span><p></p></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">She always loved the grocery store too. We have a store called Market Street that has a section of salads & hot foods. And at the end of the aisle, in the back of the store they have fruits & vegetables. They work hard to display them & some days they are gorgeous. When I look at the entire aisle, I think how much mom would have loved it.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;">I think she would have liked my charcuterie supper. I wish she was here to share with me. She is my inspiration!! ❤❤❤</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-49615104672468857842024-01-27T10:42:00.000-08:002024-03-27T12:03:26.356-07:002024 Book Page<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKMQDBDz9eK4mYqwVhO2imQPIaJjPl8aa7SJWesv61-mtyjLKjkmbctsu_2esWH4mQ1NaIPkP9d2u9vGnlsLZzljkAbE7lXP726SoJ6hBLNBOdeiIVmpuoR_MZ-GE7TQk51GCmA_c2ITCS9wqRFva0Zhk1V7a4PZ82Fqpl3WRdH_nzZzZoeEv0VaWaa-g/s474/books2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="474" data-original-width="474" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKMQDBDz9eK4mYqwVhO2imQPIaJjPl8aa7SJWesv61-mtyjLKjkmbctsu_2esWH4mQ1NaIPkP9d2u9vGnlsLZzljkAbE7lXP726SoJ6hBLNBOdeiIVmpuoR_MZ-GE7TQk51GCmA_c2ITCS9wqRFva0Zhk1V7a4PZ82Fqpl3WRdH_nzZzZoeEv0VaWaa-g/s320/books2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">1. The Last Commandment<span> </span><span> </span><span> Scott Shepherd</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span>2. Fly Away<span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> Kristin Hannah</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span>3. The Yards<span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> A F Carter</span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span><span>4. All That Is Mine I Carry With Me<span> William Landay</span></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span><span><span>5. The Caretaker<span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> Ron Rash</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span><span><span><span>6. Defending Jacob<span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> William Landay</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span><span><span><span><span>7. The Nothing Man<span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> Catherine Ryan Howard</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span><span><span><span>8. Winter Garden<span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> Kristin Hannah</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span><span><span><span><span>9. The Five-Star Weekend<span> </span><span> </span><span> Elin Hilderbrand</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-50649090378468079232023-11-26T13:11:00.000-08:002023-11-26T13:11:43.901-08:00Pizza Bake<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGIM7PQ5m8wJprpLrP7lQDdn10pAm3PBeF3Iszad3JNcC3qABrpVjCSjW-r98dTyFv8ZKi2qiKE7f2AIuBPwWWIViOQoB3YrV2170aC_BdXht2ZRcIC-f7J_RK6GIVcnI3Qq4u7_io5TzX6GJmI9bliAcUc1-WhMYNDXn7w-Zv74zqEaTnZ0WiSBF9F7I/s640/Pizza%20Bake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="358" data-original-width="640" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGIM7PQ5m8wJprpLrP7lQDdn10pAm3PBeF3Iszad3JNcC3qABrpVjCSjW-r98dTyFv8ZKi2qiKE7f2AIuBPwWWIViOQoB3YrV2170aC_BdXht2ZRcIC-f7J_RK6GIVcnI3Qq4u7_io5TzX6GJmI9bliAcUc1-WhMYNDXn7w-Zv74zqEaTnZ0WiSBF9F7I/s320/Pizza%20Bake.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;">Pizza Bake</span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">1 pound sausage</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">15 or so pepperonis</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">1 15 oz can Chef Boyardee Pizza Sauce (used sauce from Pizza Kit but cheaper to buy just sauce...only at Amazon)</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">1 small onion</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sprinkle of Italian Seasoning</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mozzarella & 3 cheese blend shredded cheese</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sargento sprinkle cheese</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Brown sausage & onions, mix in pizza sauce, pour into greased small casserole pan, add pepperoni, sprinkle cheese & top with other cheese. Bake 350 degrees for 30 minutes. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dang yummy.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-7891434893499892522023-11-05T11:49:00.002-08:002023-11-12T10:59:41.805-08:00Melt In Your Mouth Chicken<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfZUAOxUUoi2a7d9GCAgYRuiX8l_4lpgGF0rQ-g3SlrVVqb6SLAuDzRBLLp9Yb_6Mi9eQMgfHUTbnxjNyXM_aCdQx6na5Nb25ZiWabdKGQmgpU1FhBGq_bNK_vx66Lc2YtXrwa11x1VOr4_T3aL9fNSPRVrhQn2We_tdj7UojTz7HRpbQh1EqzbjKzog/s640/IMG_3466.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="610" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfZUAOxUUoi2a7d9GCAgYRuiX8l_4lpgGF0rQ-g3SlrVVqb6SLAuDzRBLLp9Yb_6Mi9eQMgfHUTbnxjNyXM_aCdQx6na5Nb25ZiWabdKGQmgpU1FhBGq_bNK_vx66Lc2YtXrwa11x1VOr4_T3aL9fNSPRVrhQn2We_tdj7UojTz7HRpbQh1EqzbjKzog/s320/IMG_3466.jpg" width="305" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> <span style="font-size: large;">I'm not a gourmet cook & many times I try a recipe & it's not great for me. My mom cooked simple food & I loved it & then I cook my own simple food. I'm ok with a little cheese but it's not my favorite thing. But I saw this easy looking recipe & made it & it's pretty good. I do have 2 more servings that will have to be reheated so we'll see how that goes</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Melt In Your Mouth Chicken</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">2 medium chicken breasts</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">1/2 cup mayonaise</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">1/4 cup parmeasean cheese</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">1/4 tsp salt</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">1/4 tsp pepper</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">1/2 tsp garlic powder</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Preheat oven to 375</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Spray oil onto small casserole, space chicken out so the pieces are not touching</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mix mayo,cheese,salt,pepper,garlic powder together in a small bowl. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Use a spatula, spread mayo mixture over top of chicken</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Bake 40 minutes for small chicken breasts, longer if need so all the pink to be gone. If you use a meat thermometer to 165</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I salted chicken before I put sauce in but between the salt & cheese in recipe it would have been salty enough without. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Easy peasy recipe. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Update: Reheated very well. Happy camper!!</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-35657393441437095372023-10-14T18:44:00.001-07:002023-10-14T18:44:45.717-07:00Steve Wariner<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyRKmB32KA6SrArvSJ62ziiimKC4Q-MmUZvFhiuRdduN1KGdiq34mYmqtdj-hud9Wcyf8YcynETN8B5X-Jp1x-5LZR1aIzZrChyNT0a6RbEyunCrEVhxvXbKWC-9y0u2rdJYF5TSiLi06b0OZCvll5_Y1s3mloxuTjE4N1xJfyYsQ_W4S5aazlIrff4Os/s640/IMG_3445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="583" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyRKmB32KA6SrArvSJ62ziiimKC4Q-MmUZvFhiuRdduN1KGdiq34mYmqtdj-hud9Wcyf8YcynETN8B5X-Jp1x-5LZR1aIzZrChyNT0a6RbEyunCrEVhxvXbKWC-9y0u2rdJYF5TSiLi06b0OZCvll5_Y1s3mloxuTjE4N1xJfyYsQ_W4S5aazlIrff4Os/s320/IMG_3445.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I got to see Steve Wariner at the Cactus Theater last night. He was a big old deal in the 80s & 90s, which is the era of all my concerts these days. Well, me and about 400 of my friends. No one under 50 that's for sure.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">While he is a good singer, he's more famous for his songwriting & his guitar work. And he's a star in all of that. He sang all of the songs I knew, plus a couple I did not realize he wrote. He was very personable, had a great sense of humor & seemed to have a really good time. Only issue was for the money he could have gone on a little longer. But I enjoyed a lot.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I was thinking about his songs & think he had a lot of heartache when he was single. Kind of like Adele...brilliant but a little sad. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It was cool that he didn't have a band. He had a guy who'd bring him different guitars but he was on stage alone, something I can imagine is really hard to do. The show was billed as "An intimate evening with Steve Wariner" & I'd go with intimate. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I took a couple of pictures for this post but lots were recording songs. I fully don't understand having millions of videos & pictures on my phone but to each his own. I think the lady in front of me recorded the entire concert.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Can't wait for the next concert I want to see. The Cactus is fun. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMTjwSc11HgppNS0K5hsj4UzATIz_GPeFtw17WBAnIYuCJJR3ghTM800oIZuDwZCeekbORTDLKP6rR3PRZN4SnsYnVOqj7iYoxXO7HDeULxaTccJUR_fiTHmh_kMGFCOt29PjpdbwI9RG-OS6jmPjUVEOSn31nhFH_oDoiPiwYEg8-R7o07kCzpURmXOA/s640/IMG_3446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="467" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMTjwSc11HgppNS0K5hsj4UzATIz_GPeFtw17WBAnIYuCJJR3ghTM800oIZuDwZCeekbORTDLKP6rR3PRZN4SnsYnVOqj7iYoxXO7HDeULxaTccJUR_fiTHmh_kMGFCOt29PjpdbwI9RG-OS6jmPjUVEOSn31nhFH_oDoiPiwYEg8-R7o07kCzpURmXOA/s320/IMG_3446.jpg" width="234" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-56131868216108444742023-09-23T18:18:00.003-07:002023-10-14T18:25:48.791-07:00 Irony<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_0ygD5jKDzVvZEVi8rDmPO7zGN2t-Z42Un3FuacgedE-ejRbxVkCZmLSnDaqJBHjcDct2DWoVYlRKYKj8PuPBVaG0oRYruxXRPwBJ0ZXjUE3uppBjUuanYqTB_unutYzoMojJVFfsyzQt8PqtTgjw5jiDKKHmbpbYLum_0FnDM1cUt05dXe3GkstymZY/s640/IMG_3398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="532" data-original-width="640" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_0ygD5jKDzVvZEVi8rDmPO7zGN2t-Z42Un3FuacgedE-ejRbxVkCZmLSnDaqJBHjcDct2DWoVYlRKYKj8PuPBVaG0oRYruxXRPwBJ0ZXjUE3uppBjUuanYqTB_unutYzoMojJVFfsyzQt8PqtTgjw5jiDKKHmbpbYLum_0FnDM1cUt05dXe3GkstymZY/s320/IMG_3398.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> <span style="font-size: large;">I bought these cool things that replace twist ties on bread bags. I lose the ties on a regular basis.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Ironically, they were tethered to the card with these:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPxP-zywbHLcIlr2zBBcym23fWKlsogY5tkWjAKukX8Kl8dzjZ-Wzwim6IaL5YCo-6habaG9zkDWXWYFVNeimu6eBWqoFe4m7mabIUT0BzTo51jIW5uBu_EyVMa-9FyyeBBEI0LmXUEZIntRNa82osGuS7Gel6OZEf4Z-wGDkCMlrHZu_5IRa7hUsbAi8/s640/IMG_3399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="592" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPxP-zywbHLcIlr2zBBcym23fWKlsogY5tkWjAKukX8Kl8dzjZ-Wzwim6IaL5YCo-6habaG9zkDWXWYFVNeimu6eBWqoFe4m7mabIUT0BzTo51jIW5uBu_EyVMa-9FyyeBBEI0LmXUEZIntRNa82osGuS7Gel6OZEf4Z-wGDkCMlrHZu_5IRa7hUsbAi8/s320/IMG_3399.jpg" width="296" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-64465363817414993982023-09-23T13:53:00.000-07:002023-09-23T13:53:03.334-07:00Sleep<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSr1xGbNxvdxlcgvpp3vOSSMUqRBO9bMHOmJRZS7kWXou8QbczKZGkoZkuiX2v4pW1SviJ8EOr5EC6YKfM7G1rUtJH7sJK-ccibHCG8dqBTFdn9OOqWvR_dsq9DV05Ex-6V0iAIduhNk-XdzmMvtPVK3iaAPzJN9qt54Luzr7XZRbS-7UAMLWBZfXR8mo/s474/sheep%202.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="379" data-original-width="474" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSr1xGbNxvdxlcgvpp3vOSSMUqRBO9bMHOmJRZS7kWXou8QbczKZGkoZkuiX2v4pW1SviJ8EOr5EC6YKfM7G1rUtJH7sJK-ccibHCG8dqBTFdn9OOqWvR_dsq9DV05Ex-6V0iAIduhNk-XdzmMvtPVK3iaAPzJN9qt54Luzr7XZRbS-7UAMLWBZfXR8mo/s320/sheep%202.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I don't sleep much. I have a busy mind & toss & turn every night before going to sleep. Then I can sleep for a couple of hours & wake up again. Usually at about 4am. Then hopefully asleep again by 6 Luckily I don't have to go to work anymore so it's rare that I have to be up at a specific time. Even then, I rarely sleep past 9. Then I go all day unrested & start over again. So I've tried things to help.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">1. Melatonin--gives me nightmares</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">2. OTC pill from Costco. Bottle says take 2. 1 knocks me on my butt. Out like a light for 12 solid hours. Won't hear phone if it rings. I wake up feeling better but just sitting down & I'm back asleep again for a couple of hours. I usually can sleep next night too. Takes awhile to get through my system, obviously. I can't take every day & function.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">3. Tried CBD stuff. I went to a local store & girl dold me I need this oil stuff that went under my tongue. I've tried for 2 weeks. It does clear my mind but it doesn't put me to sleep. I actually think it might have made it worse, if that's possible. And it cost me $105. Money down the drain,for sure.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Then yesterday, went back to store hoping for a refund but instead a new girl sold me edibles for $30, half price since the other stuff didn't work. I was a wimp & not sure how to hande exactly (unlike me) but I took them. Then last night I read jar & it didn't really say what it was or what it was for. No dosage listed. I knew to take just 1 but not the point. So today I went back to store.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Another employee, the "manager" told me they did not do refunds but the girl yesterday sold me the wrong thing & that he knew what I needed & he'd give it to me for "free"...meaning no extra money. I asked for a refund appeal to the manager since no one really knew what they were doing, nor do they know their product. Believe it or not, I said things more tactfully than that. I ended up getting my refund. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'll bet that manager was maybe 22. He said he used to work at Home Goods. Nice kid, seemed pretty bright. I hope he's going to school too because the snob in me hopes his future is not going to retail to retail job. No future in that. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Well, this post took a little turn here.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Going to talk to PCP about sleep next time I see her. I hate taking meds but I actually think I hate not sleeping more. </span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-27262095547182856622023-09-20T18:03:00.002-07:002023-09-23T18:14:47.264-07:00New Fall Table Arrangement<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_x0DHxxEvOze5C5-AQvwge2A9VaP_R1t_CIo5j3TwHTdws9Ed5wr0nV4duZRyDY7mDwVzpy0POKZ5orrJEfqfKw0ptbg8MvQ5FvqytWt4jzWfZKEl8Im9z8pKgOAvl_ZUJZmNiemhBU8LYtrwto0CLQhAC1bRtUX9FLfWXzP9GAVZ0OLVdTHwE9YARQ/s2169/IMG_3395.HEIC" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2169" data-original-width="1937" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_x0DHxxEvOze5C5-AQvwge2A9VaP_R1t_CIo5j3TwHTdws9Ed5wr0nV4duZRyDY7mDwVzpy0POKZ5orrJEfqfKw0ptbg8MvQ5FvqytWt4jzWfZKEl8Im9z8pKgOAvl_ZUJZmNiemhBU8LYtrwto0CLQhAC1bRtUX9FLfWXzP9GAVZ0OLVdTHwE9YARQ/s320/IMG_3395.HEIC" width="286" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I've had a fall table arrangement for a few years that my former friend Donna made me. It is pretty but not what I would have chosen. And now that Donna has dropped me as a friend, it's a bad memory. So I decided I wanted something new. I donated the old one to Goodwill. I hope someone will enjoy it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">So, I found a picture on Pinterest & today I put this together. Well, my neighbor Leslie tied my bow It has red beans, popcorn & dried peas layered up. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm very pleased...I love it!!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-18033609544696969842023-09-15T16:07:00.003-07:002023-09-20T17:56:59.767-07:00Ruidoso<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6mV8oqtqNLkec71NOGLPTaP1n2xuWGEWRpIhbdzFCPrUdXLkn0FAq_sIKEsxYb8goNt2zfC5lUrXXbQapDGWXFRrWgbibBIHonCzepxsiJwCeXzUSw2UC-ax5Jjefzcv-XjxOymjOLwaUFwVDTgFi4wIduSeg1giExUFwbj8LaxICJoMRhEnXdS8kGw/s4032/IMG_3385.HEIC" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6mV8oqtqNLkec71NOGLPTaP1n2xuWGEWRpIhbdzFCPrUdXLkn0FAq_sIKEsxYb8goNt2zfC5lUrXXbQapDGWXFRrWgbibBIHonCzepxsiJwCeXzUSw2UC-ax5Jjefzcv-XjxOymjOLwaUFwVDTgFi4wIduSeg1giExUFwbj8LaxICJoMRhEnXdS8kGw/s320/IMG_3385.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">This week I went to Ruidoso,NM. It's a city that's about 220 miles west of Lubbock, up in the mountains. Cool air, trees, fresh air. It was good.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'd been there one time before. Many years ago my boss Elizabeth & her husband, the adorable LR, lived in an RV at a KOA park here in Lubbock but their real home was in Ruidoso. We had a Christmas party up there one year. I remember it being very nice. I didn't remember much & did not drive so this trip was almost a new experience.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I found the hotel on Travelocity for a good rate & I essentially won the hotel lottery. Less than one block away was the main street of shops. Some were closed because they mostly do weekend business but many were open. Lots of friendly people for sure. I made a huge deal about shopping but I really didn't buy much. I didn't think much about it but I was really just a tourist. I bought a t shirt because I loved the color & I like wearing Ts with shorts. I bought a mug, mostly because I loved the shape & colors. And I bought a keyring to go with the other charms on my current ring of cities I've been to.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">And I bought a bubble something or other that was coconut juice with little bubbles filled with tropical flavored coconut meat. It was very good though very sweet. I'm glad I had it but probably don't need another.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It was a good walk for sure.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I was carrying a shopping bag with Texas Tech Basketball on it & met a guy in one of the stores who told me his dad played for Tech back in the 50s. I looked him up. I gave his son the bag. I bought a bag with the NM state symbol to replace it. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Wednesday afternoon I went to Inn of the Mountain Gods to the casino but they mugged me. Then I had a hamburger that listed as one ingredient "government cheese" which I found humorous. I found the burger icky tasting.</span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiwzqmeFdubjGraXvjJAsa53-5o0Z4CfkXcZ3Wylm2x1NTWvYEPJL1fT2ogGqL9bkarFj5rC8UyNH0mrpH_xvCEV1xov1r_Q61TUYrrwLCHeL1-UKBCUhFaBZjN28KSFa9J8dJ85-2splVG_bkvXBTnFhtduPj78A0C_9Q-7kGyc3RMcp9zvZr1SE_N5g/s4032/IMG_3388.HEIC" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiwzqmeFdubjGraXvjJAsa53-5o0Z4CfkXcZ3Wylm2x1NTWvYEPJL1fT2ogGqL9bkarFj5rC8UyNH0mrpH_xvCEV1xov1r_Q61TUYrrwLCHeL1-UKBCUhFaBZjN28KSFa9J8dJ85-2splVG_bkvXBTnFhtduPj78A0C_9Q-7kGyc3RMcp9zvZr1SE_N5g/s320/IMG_3388.HEIC" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inn of the Mountain Gods</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijbdYnsqX3C5FixVMBZL-6U_HA1-IPznDhjp_hY7xzVKIUtDmivMfpOvLbpCGHFR2nzhOQFGRQuL_VLPUlxE3UV4aNZscAoIP9_86bdrGqXS76ooheQTSSckr2vth9UFsWUYQ-BF5WRm5kbgdK4o0yYjD4j05t7mKwSkKNxfZmM1uaiQ_8-bbHf0N2cLM/s4032/IMG_3390.HEIC" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijbdYnsqX3C5FixVMBZL-6U_HA1-IPznDhjp_hY7xzVKIUtDmivMfpOvLbpCGHFR2nzhOQFGRQuL_VLPUlxE3UV4aNZscAoIP9_86bdrGqXS76ooheQTSSckr2vth9UFsWUYQ-BF5WRm5kbgdK4o0yYjD4j05t7mKwSkKNxfZmM1uaiQ_8-bbHf0N2cLM/s320/IMG_3390.HEIC" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lake at the Inn of the Mountain Gods.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Then I drove to a city about 30 miles away called Tularosa to buy a ristra for my front porch. Along the road, I needed gas & thought they would be a station soon. I finally got to a town called Mescalero, which is on the Mescalero Apache reservation. Roads were closed & I managed to get lost in a town that was actually small. Not lost exactly but I could see a gas station & couldn't figure out how to get there from the wrong side of the highway. I stopped and asked a nice young man named Wheeler who aked for a ride over to the station. We had only a short encounter but he was very nice. He was tribe member. I wanted to ask questions but not enough time.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">One of the cool things on the Mescalero road is that the retaining walls was divided into panels & each one had a wonderful mural painted on it. Not graffiti but true murals. So much talent.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I found the ristra man easily & the ristra is gorgeous. Sadly for me, I passed a place coming out of town that had way more choices but it was closed when I went by so I'm glad I got the 1st one. I'd come in a different way so I did not see the stand coming in. Next time I'll know.</span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBcUpvKIv3z4MoqhOmMJbLPxBxNYfANZOuPDIgrNJDQ99KHjFPsJqpP0HHwTJI7DZ0vzi8KDqLvaf-TXatj1aIfSo7TYku0QobkjXsZ9ZCC_SqXaip8dc5Av1OZ_j_l7OlPhkvUbzAa4N4-1P5i8LIftn-P1gLvz6xoAdpzNrWfu-1EGgCf6thBu9hNUI/s4032/IMG_3392.HEIC" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBcUpvKIv3z4MoqhOmMJbLPxBxNYfANZOuPDIgrNJDQ99KHjFPsJqpP0HHwTJI7DZ0vzi8KDqLvaf-TXatj1aIfSo7TYku0QobkjXsZ9ZCC_SqXaip8dc5Av1OZ_j_l7OlPhkvUbzAa4N4-1P5i8LIftn-P1gLvz6xoAdpzNrWfu-1EGgCf6thBu9hNUI/s320/IMG_3392.HEIC" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">New Ristra</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It was a long enough trip for me. I like being there but getting there is not my favorite. Long road trips alone wear me down & airports are even worse right now. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-14310353701440493012023-08-26T17:02:00.002-07:002023-08-26T17:02:08.519-07:00Atlas<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieXv4TrodvAS49bXX-JbEfk7gMXAOGgLvs14RsWCXb5sAYBqERG17A81tWWo45YtN80nBA_kcVUsCwJz_HHN-Rc2I3dCd0anR_DnHIuhkCgRWT7osFOCqc8z8IwEJCeXCIyCV9R-ZGnerlaLRZAq9bcuNHINEWQjlUUgTAVhtzPRelxBgy75TtdnnEdTI/s2618/IMG_0138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2618" data-original-width="2563" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieXv4TrodvAS49bXX-JbEfk7gMXAOGgLvs14RsWCXb5sAYBqERG17A81tWWo45YtN80nBA_kcVUsCwJz_HHN-Rc2I3dCd0anR_DnHIuhkCgRWT7osFOCqc8z8IwEJCeXCIyCV9R-ZGnerlaLRZAq9bcuNHINEWQjlUUgTAVhtzPRelxBgy75TtdnnEdTI/s320/IMG_0138.jpg" width="313" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I went to Colorado in June & used my GPS to get everywhere I needed to be, mostly without incident. I had some issues with it taking me some backroads because of flooding. I figured out where I was way off track going & coming back was a breeze til I tried to cross from New Mexico into Texas & it sent me backroads then for some reason. It had me on a farm road that was horrible...but I'm fixing that. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm planning a small trip next month to Ruidoso & decided I needed an atlas. I actually found a New Mexico map in one of my files but then I ordered a used atlas from Ebay. It's a 2018 but in great shape & I'm pretty sure nothing has changed since then, roadwise. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">GPS does a great job telling me what road to go on & that in 56.2 miles I need to turn but it doesn't tell me what town I'm going through. Even worse, I stopped at the Sonic & a gas station in one town & asked the kids working what the next town was & they didn't know. Holy cow...is cluelessness a super power now? </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My atlas & I are going solve all those problems. Yay!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I have to thrown in that when I got the atlas in the mail I thought of my friend Kyle. He passed away about a year ago & my heart still hurts. But Kyle loved, LOVED maps & atlases. He'd sit & go through them for hours . He was my atlas dude. </span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-51130487631128340002023-08-21T13:13:00.003-07:002023-08-21T13:13:25.860-07:00Canning<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2io4LLh0Is718LB1xCmPRSehzSc07cWggVWW-6f0J1eB1QttK4HL7DDGTHaRIdihXdY5KXq-u1NePnu7kBx3lOcpxSbc591Wwx3Qoe6MUnKN3vIHKYcsXQzPXg6TEjlCpOdowwYMgSpNLo4ygKUAlBskkAF3Ppm9P5hNxwpmNBsG2gYtCoGR5m55qLO0/s640/IMG_3356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2io4LLh0Is718LB1xCmPRSehzSc07cWggVWW-6f0J1eB1QttK4HL7DDGTHaRIdihXdY5KXq-u1NePnu7kBx3lOcpxSbc591Wwx3Qoe6MUnKN3vIHKYcsXQzPXg6TEjlCpOdowwYMgSpNLo4ygKUAlBskkAF3Ppm9P5hNxwpmNBsG2gYtCoGR5m55qLO0/s320/IMG_3356.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My friend Deb brought me some wild plum jam that her company had purchased from a local vendor for a dinner. Just had some & it was yummy. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Growing up on a ranch, wild plum jelly was a staple in our house. We had wild plums that grew on a creek bed that ran through the property & we'd all go down & pick into 5 gallon buckets. Mom would boil them down to juice & then mom would make tons of jam to last for the year. I checked with the current owner of the property a few years ago to see if there were plums & I could go pick but he told me they had all dried up or he'd be happy to let me. So sad.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I've canned a couple of things over the years. I made regular plum jam with Costco plums a couple of years ago & made cherry jam for my friend Deb last year. A few years ago I made corn relish which was delish. It made about 8 jars each time & I gave most away but not everyone likes things like this anymore. And I don't eat many things like that anymore either.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Deb made pickles a couple of years. She grew the cucumbers & made jars & jars of pickles. She gave me a couple of bread & butter pickles, my favorite. I think I still have a jar in the pantry. I actually love pickles & if there is one on my plate, I eat it first. But it seriously never occurs me to open the refrigerator & put one on my plate. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I wish I lived in an era where I canned & pickeled but if I did I'd be overrun. I am making a big effort to cook at home everyday but even with that I can't really eat that much canned food. Last year, for some reason, I had a freezer full of corn. And it took months to eat it all. Today I have 1 bag of Birdseye corn in my freezer. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My dad had jelly at at lease 1 meal every day. On toast,biscuits, cornbread. That was dessert even if there happened to be another dessert. Both he & mom grew up in an era where it was a true treat. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm thinking about making corn relish again. It was so good & now that I can make beans (see Father's Day post) that relish would be really good with my beans. </span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-5299703140550010372023-08-19T17:28:00.002-07:002023-08-19T17:28:27.552-07:00Empty Tank<div class="xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ogxcDVoSvKqg_8WpUSP7hMx_LZ_qAXIa0aNtF2g0Fk93H-YW7FMji7cgV86EKTCkX3KvK4qpU60RqPk1SD1Nd5hoahiIpHlyI4yPG0wkgDalzlQQKZ9b_GajV75wWLf50fjNjOFyy2FJq8IWkw2GvfAkQLJ5tJA1FOptnHUOOJjjE5-esQ1RvOOV9jo/s474/empty.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="335" data-original-width="474" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ogxcDVoSvKqg_8WpUSP7hMx_LZ_qAXIa0aNtF2g0Fk93H-YW7FMji7cgV86EKTCkX3KvK4qpU60RqPk1SD1Nd5hoahiIpHlyI4yPG0wkgDalzlQQKZ9b_GajV75wWLf50fjNjOFyy2FJq8IWkw2GvfAkQLJ5tJA1FOptnHUOOJjjE5-esQ1RvOOV9jo/s320/empty.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">The whole world paused this morning. </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">Do you know why? Because an 8 year old’s tank was empty. </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">The boys had already started their school day at their desks and I <span style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><a style="animation-name: none !important; color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>was preparing to leave for work when I noticed my littlest standing in the bathroom wiping his face. </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">I paused at the door and asked if he was okay. He looked up with tears silently dripping and shook his head. When I questioned if something happened, again he shook his head. </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">So I sat on the side of the tub and pulled him in my lap. I told him sometimes our heart tanks feel empty and need to be refilled. </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">He cried into my chest and I held tight. </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">I asked if he could feel my love filling him up? </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">A nod, and tears stopped... </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">I waited a minute... </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">‘Has it reached your toes yet?’ </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">He shook his head no... </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">‘Okay man. We will take as long as you need. Work doesn’t matter right now. School isn’t important either. This right here, is the most important thing today, okay? Filling you back to the top. Is that good?’</span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">*nods* </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">One more minute... </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">‘Is your heart full of mamas love now?’</span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">‘Yeah...’</span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">*looks in his eyes* I see it shining in there, you’re full to the top, and you’re smiling! </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">Y’all. You may not be 8- you may be 28, 38, 48 or whatever- but ALL of us run on empty just like he did. His weekend was so busy and so full and his little soul was just dry!!! </span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="animation-name: none !important; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; transition-property: none !important;"><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">We all have to pause, and take a moment to refill with the good things. Scripture, prayer, sunshine, worship, song, laughter, friends, hugs. Refill your empty, or you’ll find those emotions (tears, anger, snappy words) overflowing with no reason why</span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; transition-property: none !important;"><span style="font-size: large;">Take a moment. Refill. It’s the most important part of your day!</span></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; font-size: 18.75px; transition-property: none !important;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; font-family: inherit; font-size: 18.75px; transition-property: none !important;">Reposted from my friend Dianne's Facebook...from someone named Chad Smith. I don't know if he was the author...</div></div></div></div>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-64328911016029893732023-08-16T11:28:00.000-07:002023-08-16T11:28:06.836-07:00Glimmers--Layne<p> <span style="font-size: large;">I read an article yesterday about something called "glimmers" which are the opposite of "triggers". Glimmers are little things that make you happy without a specific reason just as triggers are things that upset you without a specific reason. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Because I'm trying to have more positivity in my life instead of just the negativity that we are bombarded with everyday. I need balance. I'm going to try to find a glimmer everyday. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Here is my first glimmer:</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJnW047kVpzNh-BgJ6mFlI-JszNl5mlC75WJKSpG2-LDH2CBlBFAWjTgR3cnmFlJ1x86d4o-U8dFlkMJrJpboWR7jmib3SUZGH80wlbU05vheLqCrRhSV8WDiMMfoRjPKTPtXJmS6IVA73GiZNnS71xKuxG-suyC8BS_Qf27VICMEGHRUoQG248kXKz5I/s640/IMG_0892.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJnW047kVpzNh-BgJ6mFlI-JszNl5mlC75WJKSpG2-LDH2CBlBFAWjTgR3cnmFlJ1x86d4o-U8dFlkMJrJpboWR7jmib3SUZGH80wlbU05vheLqCrRhSV8WDiMMfoRjPKTPtXJmS6IVA73GiZNnS71xKuxG-suyC8BS_Qf27VICMEGHRUoQG248kXKz5I/s320/IMG_0892.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is Layne. She is my great-great niece & I got this picture of her on my birthday. She is wearing a onsie that I sent her. ❤ This is a glimmer.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">For the record, I think people share too many pictures of their kids on the internet. I love seeing the pics but I think it's a dangerous practice. If Layne were older, if a location of her was possible to learn, I would not post it. But I think this one is safe. </span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-44133885871895021252023-08-15T16:25:00.001-07:002023-08-15T16:25:13.991-07:00High Tech Redneck<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgswy6OLi6-VV2m_y2x0y8GfnQCJUP9D7wv2SUmtVGqZ8co4iY7A_if8lLEzJxpWiSlLGWeDp5stUQTFFeNkFyr1SNA1zb02n2v8WkIBOFA-Top1T_44NaVN2FBt1JjAz8xl7p9TZe0a7EFOA43kT2AJhA9eBus-eAuilHCl_sJxk7OdOQtARlykV3h4y8/s640/IMG_3351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="449" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgswy6OLi6-VV2m_y2x0y8GfnQCJUP9D7wv2SUmtVGqZ8co4iY7A_if8lLEzJxpWiSlLGWeDp5stUQTFFeNkFyr1SNA1zb02n2v8WkIBOFA-Top1T_44NaVN2FBt1JjAz8xl7p9TZe0a7EFOA43kT2AJhA9eBus-eAuilHCl_sJxk7OdOQtARlykV3h4y8/s320/IMG_3351.jpg" width="225" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> <span style="font-size: large;">This is a needle threader. I don't sew but I do crochet & usually just fold a little tiny piece of paper to thread my tapestry needle when I'm done with my scarf. But today I found this at Walmart. I've never owned one before. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm officially high tech!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Okm my picture is blurry so I'm reallyy not that high tech.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-4696392368906189872023-08-13T17:23:00.003-07:002023-08-13T17:23:39.344-07:00Racing mind today<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCNfC-L-4et3Lfi9RHjuXrNdqnsYldxNJaTpT4uNck36II_JcqyP9ODN6qbWgBtQSOgz2tUsYGXlZ622sObpkCgdGcKFTPolei61j_BM1IYBN2xl-Xyn64m-zZ0UkOWSC7JG6GScZESbn1xt1pxUh09t-t7T9TGUEjw8tUYaC3nG2UEaARw6GsLjNknVE/s474/busy.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="245" data-original-width="474" height="165" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCNfC-L-4et3Lfi9RHjuXrNdqnsYldxNJaTpT4uNck36II_JcqyP9ODN6qbWgBtQSOgz2tUsYGXlZ622sObpkCgdGcKFTPolei61j_BM1IYBN2xl-Xyn64m-zZ0UkOWSC7JG6GScZESbn1xt1pxUh09t-t7T9TGUEjw8tUYaC3nG2UEaARw6GsLjNknVE/s320/busy.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I can't sleep, as usual.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I have eliminated overt caffiene in my diet though there is probably some hidden stuff. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I stopped drinking soda's in December though I do drink some some fruity carbonated sugar free drinks. Just one a day. Basically every ingredient has 0's...Probably still not good for me but hopefully not hurting too bad. And I get tired of water all the time. And I drink a lot of water & I like it. To be fair to me, some days & even weeks are just water days.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm intermittant fasting. I eat only between 10 am & 6pm. I can eat what I want but only during those hours. It's been pretty easy so far. I started Monday at 148.5 pounds. I want to below below 130. I'd be happy with 129.9. But I'm not going to beat myself up. I've happy where I am but losing 20 pounds would be great for my blood sugar. Plus I found 3 shirts on sale last week that fit but would look better 20 pounds less. 😅</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm watching My 600 pound life so I think about weight.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">One lady was adopted & the doctor told the adoptive parents that the birth mom was a large woman & the baby had same tendancies so a pediatrition put her on diet pills at age 3. Now she weighs 678 pounds. Or did then. Show is older. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">A few years bariactric surgery was a fad at my office & our insurance paid for it...but I didn't qualify because I was under 200 pounds at the time. I'm glad I didn't do it. Not sure how exactly but my weight has dropped to where it is now & I've maintained it for at least 13 years. It's a mystery.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I remember weight guru Richard Simmons said he was sent to a weight loss group as a teen & if someone gained during the week they had to wear a badge with a pig on it. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">How are people so cruel?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm cooking at home now. No fast food sounds good, except Schlotskys & it's across town. Today I made my favorite meal: pan fried steak, mashed potatoes, biscuits & gravy. It's normally not that big of a meal but I have plenty of leftovers so it wasn't a complete pig fest. And I had an apple & a granola bar for supper, ending at 5:55. 😇</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I also cooked pinto beans in my instapot today. I tasted them but didn't really eat any. That's lunch tomorrow.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I did eat out yesterday...enchiladas at the Plaza & about half of a banana split at Braums. But it was my birthday. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Sounding a little piggy 🐷🐷 but it was an unusual weekend. I promise it's normally not this bad.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I need to write about this but I'm going to try to not only obsess about it. I'm going to try. I will admit that I plan food in my mind. I'm already planning on beans tomorrow. But to be fair, I eat the leftovers so I'm saving money & don't have a new meal every day. See, I can justify anything.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">But I feel the urge to move, which is strange. I'm trying to get a lot of steps in every day. My Fitbit reminds me & I'm trying.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Gosh, I sound stressed about it & I'm truly not.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I talked to Kaye & told her I'm not coming back to work. I enjoy being at home. I'm going to miss it but think it's best. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The truth is I'm over too many people every day. I'd like a person or 2 occasionally but I need them to be real friends, not users. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My former friend Donna was in the hospital last week & may still be. We've been friends for a long time but she is a dyed in the wool Democrat & does not like that we don't agree on politics. I don't discuss them with her & can live with that but she cannot. So they have ignored me for the past year & a half. Which is seriously not anything new...she's only ever cared about herself & her family. She used to call to talk about them but never once asked me about anything in my life. I was her friend, she was never really mine. I hope she's ok but I don't need her in my life. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm trying read more. I'm having trouble settling my mind as usual but the last couple of weeks have been good. I finished 2 books, I'm in the middle of one now. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I need some balance & variety in my life now that I'm home all the time. I've turned into my mom...I don't like much TV noise anymore, in spite of watching My 600 pound life at this moment. I can't handle it for long. Ready for a bath & my book after this episode finishes.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">And I'm binging a British crime drama called Shetland but not tonight. It's set in the Shetland Islands in Britian & it looks like it would be a very cool place to visit, except for all the murders! 😅</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I might have worn down here. Or I might be back.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-76459674428996221212023-08-08T14:13:00.001-07:002023-08-08T14:13:02.876-07:00I'm in Pain (The Ranger--book review)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4yYs1aZl4qtlvGEHnBCEpjH81iLO5iEDRXgp_RFBVdgO1oajZ_6RDkoMNaXcvVdXaf1y5PvghbshWLwBasec5VB0p2tWmXN0L21FxnRkWhKGuCBvKTH93Df6ddTYjiCDtZ4B2DVcuWcMD3JxhcEHNlgxAU9cYffFS3H3fh1kC6Fq1fNMNRRbX-ooiAtc/s248/ranger.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="248" data-original-width="178" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4yYs1aZl4qtlvGEHnBCEpjH81iLO5iEDRXgp_RFBVdgO1oajZ_6RDkoMNaXcvVdXaf1y5PvghbshWLwBasec5VB0p2tWmXN0L21FxnRkWhKGuCBvKTH93Df6ddTYjiCDtZ4B2DVcuWcMD3JxhcEHNlgxAU9cYffFS3H3fh1kC6Fq1fNMNRRbX-ooiAtc/s1600/ranger.jpeg" width="178" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> <span style="font-size: large;">I just finished a book called 'The Ranger' by Ace Atkins. It's the first in a series of books about a army ranger named Quinn Colson. In this book he returns to his hometown for a family funeral & runs into drug dealers. We finally end with him back on base but injured on desk duty. I picture him moving home to be the new town sheriff. I can only surmise that because it's the last book in the series I'll be reading. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Holy cow.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The writing is awful. There are waaaaaaay too many useless characters, everyone but Quinn & Deputy Lillie a complete idiot. The dialogue is repetitive. There are complete chapters that are completely unnecessary. It's setting is a Mississippi small town full of rednecks drinking nothing but Mountain Dew, living in squalor & throwing their trash along the side of the road. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I don't know where Ace was born but he went to school at Auburn so I assume he is a southerner. I'm personally insulted by his portrayal of small town southerners as ignorant hicks with no pride in their lives, homes or towns. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">To top it off, the writing is just plain bad. One instance is described a drug dealer's car as a "cherry red EL Camino"...which was great the 1st time but he used all 4 words every other time he described it. Dude, we got it the 1st time. Cherry red.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">And I had to read a couple of chapters a couple of times to even figure out who or what he was talking about. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The boy needs an editor.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I at first thought it was self published because I could not figure out how he got past a real live publisher. But it was published in 2011 when publishers had less strigent standards & before self publishing became a thing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I became acquainted with Ace because when one of my favorite authors, Robert B Parker died, his estate, in a bid to keep the money train running, hired Ace to take over Parker's character, Spencer. He did a pretty good job, though the last 2 books were kind of lazy & unimaginative. Plus,in the last book he called God a she, gave a Hawk a daughter & killed a semi regular character for no reason. Granted he was not a hugely important character but he was a legacy guy who showed up several times over the years. It's pretty evident he's over the character. Luckily, he's announced the last book was his last book in the series. He's passing the torch to another author who too over some of Parker's other characters. I have not read him but may give him a look.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Truthfully, it may be time for Spenser (with an "s" like the poet). It's been 50 books, he no longer points out that he's "dressed to the nines, armed to the teeth". Mostly he spends more time with boring Susan who sips martinis,nibbles on peas & gives sexual innuendos. Hawk still grunts & dresses well. And of course all the dogs named Pearl in Boston. The thrill is kind of gone.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I wrote a post about Ace & RBP earlier that said he did a pretty good job & I meant it. But it's obviously he can take an established set of characters & keep them going. But he has an inability to develop characters or his owns stories. Maybe he's gotten better since his first book. But he & I are done.</span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-46351077678840274522023-08-03T19:08:00.002-07:002023-08-03T19:08:12.841-07:00Puzzle(d)....<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhZZN6B23GJ4F0EYHVfThYclIgrR9ZBek8e2TPCPRGxaLAe292LMRiDRHcXI76NU2Dc0v4Ty3UikAWZ6C9m7Z_RG20vl2h1LdgdWgrZ2vxegE5-5vxe7qWx-Fms1NityOCImg5WN8IUUzPLRjDOQhatkqczxbXdTYEbmJrk5p2si8I5vF9BV2JhOpDe5U/s640/IMG_3346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="590" data-original-width="640" height="295" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhZZN6B23GJ4F0EYHVfThYclIgrR9ZBek8e2TPCPRGxaLAe292LMRiDRHcXI76NU2Dc0v4Ty3UikAWZ6C9m7Z_RG20vl2h1LdgdWgrZ2vxegE5-5vxe7qWx-Fms1NityOCImg5WN8IUUzPLRjDOQhatkqczxbXdTYEbmJrk5p2si8I5vF9BV2JhOpDe5U/s320/IMG_3346.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I made an impulse purchase today...this jigsaw puzzle, from Costco. When my mom was alive, we did a lot of puzzles, but 300 piece puzzles, not 1000 pieces. And I enjoyed it because I got to be with her. I like them too but I'm not very good at them. I have problems seeing things in pieces & seeing a finished picture. I also can't do the puzzles where I'm supposed to find 4 teapots in a big picture. My brain just doesn't go there. But I love Vegas & this looked fun. I already missed several side pieces already & if I finish this, it'll take me a year. But...on I go. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My sister Cathy always loved Vegas too & I thought of her today as I worked on this. She was not a lucky person & would run out of money fast. "I'd play, but I don't have any money...(insert sad face)...so I'd give her half of what I had. But I was ok with that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Mom liked going too & we always got to meet Cathy & usually her daughter Karla or some friends. Cathy's big thing was saving money on hotel rooms & she was ok with 6 or so people in one room. Um...no. I always got another room for mom & me...Cathy never understood why but I wouldn't sleep for a month with that many people around me. Always made us all laugh.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'll post a picture if I ever finish the puzzle.</span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-75414667109212584932023-08-01T18:56:00.003-07:002023-08-01T19:46:29.116-07:00Texas Tech Centennial<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipIaAlHF_x4hLnjMR6dHDA5h3EOV3vdQKiutZka_QMQF-0dnJnjCy9UVoEo2Fy3kz7tF7w-7uun5NHqWEHANnSBvBAXpb293hbilyS4cLJaaL_olgYcc2gijvRWMnz3jZD4BZcCzB_j2RuaHOgNxM4siFzu6KJgkUIP8yh63Zo_B-W_TcUuAxGisjwEko/s640/IMG_3342%20(2).jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipIaAlHF_x4hLnjMR6dHDA5h3EOV3vdQKiutZka_QMQF-0dnJnjCy9UVoEo2Fy3kz7tF7w-7uun5NHqWEHANnSBvBAXpb293hbilyS4cLJaaL_olgYcc2gijvRWMnz3jZD4BZcCzB_j2RuaHOgNxM4siFzu6KJgkUIP8yh63Zo_B-W_TcUuAxGisjwEko/s320/IMG_3342%20(2).jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Texas Tech was established in 1923 so we are in a centennial year. Lots of celebrations are going on all over the state. At the Tech Museum there is a commemorative exhibit of the University. Today I went to the Museum to check it out. It was pretty impressive. I read all the stuff & looked at the pictures & took a few. Mostly, and sadly, the pictures I took were mainly sports. I graduated from Tech but it's the sports that cause the memories.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Ok, this is not athletic related. I feell a little better.</span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnlEKqY4G4RdpbdZPgvznfGhIcEJwSdRrerbz7OjT8m4hdNUITeuX0KtPDUUrlQDaZnn38NQtt4xb67SvuXgBmqh6WbxbDc9N4Ni3YCkADKxXKkrKzwjZINFE8PIdNlBPcGm6g8QsLrMr8NrOP2dcOK65wzjMqAColTrYqx4ujORMEr-anFRFMEuICJAI/s640/IMG_3344.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnlEKqY4G4RdpbdZPgvznfGhIcEJwSdRrerbz7OjT8m4hdNUITeuX0KtPDUUrlQDaZnn38NQtt4xb67SvuXgBmqh6WbxbDc9N4Ni3YCkADKxXKkrKzwjZINFE8PIdNlBPcGm6g8QsLrMr8NrOP2dcOK65wzjMqAColTrYqx4ujORMEr-anFRFMEuICJAI/s320/IMG_3344.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Model of Administration Building<br />Construction started in 1924<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;">Here are the 1993 Lady Raiders basketball team, our first National Championship ever in any sport. It was a season to remember. The star player's name is Sheryl Swoopes. She was only at Tech for her last 2 years of school. I had started to notice they were doing well so I went to a few games her junior year. I was excited about the future...so I bought a season ticket for the next year. We were still in the Lubbock Colesium then, AKA 'The Bubble". I paid $75 for that ticket. First game out, Sheryl hit one of the pylons that holds the basket & crumpled. I remember thinking I'd just blown $75. Then one of the assistant coaches went out & picked her up in his arms & she put her arms around his neck & buried her face in his chest. He sat her on the bench & the trainer checked her out & then she went back out & scored like 30 points. I breathed a sigh of financial relief. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The team lost 3 games that season. Truthfully, I only remember 1 loss but I'll go with the internet on that one. They rolled through the post season for a Sunday afternoon in Atlanta. It was glorious. The coach was Marsha Sharp. The city figuratively canonized her, even naming a freeway after her. She never again had the same glory though she possibly could have. Sadly, her later star player ended up pregnant & didn't mention it to anyone til it was too late to redshirt her. I can only imagine as a 19 year old, she was scared & confused. I certainly would have been. But the rumors I heard is that Saint Marsha berated & humiliated her & not only did she leave but her remaining teammates took it all a little personally. They didn't leave but the spirit & trust of the team was broken. Saint Marsha's days were numbered. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The program fell into disrepair & sadness. A couple of years ago, Tech hired one of the members of the championship as head coach. She seems to be doing well. I'd like to see that 1993 magic again.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Swoops went on to be the 1st player drafted in the WNBA.</span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjac2UIHacMy4V1hkO8pjCOx1gHZqN7mvkT3ZPXilzQRu1xOfyaMUWKoSdsk9uA-f5CwoLjCCuoOVTkCA1WmlCdCV1PLf6vRQdzzPN_PhllWQVQlLnwFjLtFBXPNQSS7JgPOUYW8Z5wzcggSvs5uU66yO_bO9hDINfepc8NY7iiOgmHw9-ONi-BWGLt6-g/s640/IMG_3337.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjac2UIHacMy4V1hkO8pjCOx1gHZqN7mvkT3ZPXilzQRu1xOfyaMUWKoSdsk9uA-f5CwoLjCCuoOVTkCA1WmlCdCV1PLf6vRQdzzPN_PhllWQVQlLnwFjLtFBXPNQSS7JgPOUYW8Z5wzcggSvs5uU66yO_bO9hDINfepc8NY7iiOgmHw9-ONi-BWGLt6-g/s320/IMG_3337.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">1993 Lady Raider Basketball<br /><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;">In 2001 Tech hired Legendery Men's Basketball coach Bob Knight. We'd had some ok years with James Dickey but he had a good recruiting class coming in & I truly believe he could have turned things around. The University, namely AD Gerald Myers did Coach Dickey dirty. He went out & hired Coach Knight before he fired Dickey. It was a big old deal.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Coach Knight was both famous & infamous. He was a tough taskmaster & his players loved him. He made them go to class. He taught them that not everyone was going to be playing money ball & that they needed to take advantage of the education Tech was handing them. When he ended up leaving, his son took over the program. Pat Knight was not his dad & was kind of a disaster. I never heard anything official but I think the agreement was for a limited time to get Pat the job.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Coach Knight was rude & crude in some ways. He did not suffer fools at all. And I get that because there are fools everywhere. I liked him. I always loved it when they said "Texas Tech head coach Bob Knight". He deserved his solo picture in the centennial tribute.</span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7AU7IhewHU8SsrfIRbGAbCIxaWrEymQAlG-nGdKHItHNGSZFFV2FG1J_0LCWD42GuTT5_vzDE2LjO7UYXUM6unEE4OE-hmRIpmKFcVLbUOZ2Bs6DduiKAh7EI2XkXxKgnCNx0wo2szDhord5U-KhTxbtfwZ2Qlpvea23ZzbsZ5eL97NXWyb64bkw2LU/s640/IMG_3338.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7AU7IhewHU8SsrfIRbGAbCIxaWrEymQAlG-nGdKHItHNGSZFFV2FG1J_0LCWD42GuTT5_vzDE2LjO7UYXUM6unEE4OE-hmRIpmKFcVLbUOZ2Bs6DduiKAh7EI2XkXxKgnCNx0wo2szDhord5U-KhTxbtfwZ2Qlpvea23ZzbsZ5eL97NXWyb64bkw2LU/s320/IMG_3338.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Coach Bob Knight</span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">In 2008, we had us a football team. A real one. Mike Leach was out coach & we had a team that could score crazy points. It was awesome. And when the dreaded evil empire, the University of Texas, then the number 1 team in the nation came to town. We were undefeated til them (#7 I think) but definite underdogs. But that didn't sink in to Graham Harrrell or Michael Crabtree because they scored the most amazing final TD ever in our history & sent the bovine home crying. Of course, we lost to Oklahoma the next week like 55-0 & lost the bowl game. But that game was soooooo good!!</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWa0BolIEJKthlnpX3G7HKYukZqWvqZogzHxiOszJPpE5f5JsdjnOYV135lnthHw25zW7yhVHWIVT2MpimCx3kd7JwHXTxY0sWnOA883DjFDqtmcPgVooGrwh6HralIySP32sfXf8_Z9dOH44Y9Ov3mYfjRJFe8FrzmrjWgpuWbw3rSQqD43RE2bCbkEk/s629/IMG_3339%20(2).jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="629" data-original-width="472" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWa0BolIEJKthlnpX3G7HKYukZqWvqZogzHxiOszJPpE5f5JsdjnOYV135lnthHw25zW7yhVHWIVT2MpimCx3kd7JwHXTxY0sWnOA883DjFDqtmcPgVooGrwh6HralIySP32sfXf8_Z9dOH44Y9Ov3mYfjRJFe8FrzmrjWgpuWbw3rSQqD43RE2bCbkEk/s320/IMG_3339%20(2).jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-size: large;">In 2014 Texas Tech Baseball under coach Tim Tadlock went to the College World Series for the first time. We've been 4 now. I'm calling it...we will win it all one day.</span><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLG52oEFKUX6-AaH81IOrj735GxeppRVFRV1KBTW0HYeJyfaMXUISf8QxTMXwlWefm4uhrzh0qCrAeIcuUcK6ePu9J0rez6ft8uIH87adEu1Y4r55wrqi0PPlBaVMwMhUpUN54x1Ooefnzvd87FoKrmef1gOqmkPgz4qc-HPrXfv9QtevU9doZi4p3do/s613/IMG_3340%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="613" data-original-width="459" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLG52oEFKUX6-AaH81IOrj735GxeppRVFRV1KBTW0HYeJyfaMXUISf8QxTMXwlWefm4uhrzh0qCrAeIcuUcK6ePu9J0rez6ft8uIH87adEu1Y4r55wrqi0PPlBaVMwMhUpUN54x1Ooefnzvd87FoKrmef1gOqmkPgz4qc-HPrXfv9QtevU9doZi4p3do/s320/IMG_3340%20(1).jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: large;">And 2019. Holy Cow...what a year. We had a magical Men's basketball that went to the National Championship March Madness game. I've written about it before. They played great but Coach Beard was outcoached & they lost the game. It broke my heart in half. I can't say anymore.</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWFzbnuknHkEeOTBJpD4tht6cAouz_YjdJRMAacv4mz44KxBj6X6TKrO-kYkgSs02XcJdYZiaFf9uvtSUtD3k-gBrfBxlNwz4erkcIbeCdw6rm9OOlGjAbIuUCjz0YJdqiDkkcO6QkOOWOcpXfZ8EQ8KyfNn4rnzQiVrqiLtDpixl_odaIvcv_ukFlp4/s626/IMG_3341%20(2).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="469" data-original-width="626" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWFzbnuknHkEeOTBJpD4tht6cAouz_YjdJRMAacv4mz44KxBj6X6TKrO-kYkgSs02XcJdYZiaFf9uvtSUtD3k-gBrfBxlNwz4erkcIbeCdw6rm9OOlGjAbIuUCjz0YJdqiDkkcO6QkOOWOcpXfZ8EQ8KyfNn4rnzQiVrqiLtDpixl_odaIvcv_ukFlp4/s320/IMG_3341%20(2).jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-size: large;">I also loved 2 more pictures.</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGS5DQleJG_ly6Ou7RtopJ2f3liHV2nT4YJ5XzU99c60FhMMir-VQv0r3RpHidhpTgQkCadEGXRbPI0YXiXzW0XAgE4ZWFVi6otC6qlHzQhF3JxN1Qw49YHZXxclPI9ZSaMsLFfKj3SCu9I0TTmIfmJRlv0tr0MWiyulqxXDWVcNEuITZN6jIjpv7HHio/s640/IMG_3336.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGS5DQleJG_ly6Ou7RtopJ2f3liHV2nT4YJ5XzU99c60FhMMir-VQv0r3RpHidhpTgQkCadEGXRbPI0YXiXzW0XAgE4ZWFVi6otC6qlHzQhF3JxN1Qw49YHZXxclPI9ZSaMsLFfKj3SCu9I0TTmIfmJRlv0tr0MWiyulqxXDWVcNEuITZN6jIjpv7HHio/s320/IMG_3336.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifRxY_M5UXbPvXobX5GVmc2skNgBmDkmF7pp8bnIdhZXwuxJMf-hbONHZ5H2oyxcRGjXrwCgtfMfHJMcCGu-AV2Wk2PQbLUkxzWwoLcB9ejbRQMd1F_kJPH2hUDzMzHWD26Is_J-us_sTa_QqNy4X0O0sZATq81LUhyt3zBkMQeP6ttXocfyNrlay3lhM/s640/IMG_3335.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifRxY_M5UXbPvXobX5GVmc2skNgBmDkmF7pp8bnIdhZXwuxJMf-hbONHZ5H2oyxcRGjXrwCgtfMfHJMcCGu-AV2Wk2PQbLUkxzWwoLcB9ejbRQMd1F_kJPH2hUDzMzHWD26Is_J-us_sTa_QqNy4X0O0sZATq81LUhyt3zBkMQeP6ttXocfyNrlay3lhM/s320/IMG_3335.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">The top is the first appearance of the Masked Rider who leads the best entrance of any team in college football ever. It was in 1954 at the Gator Bowl.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">The last is the words to the Matador Song. I had no idea it'd been around since 1952. And it warms my heart every time I hear it. </span></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><p><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p></div>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-32806410507662159162023-07-30T12:14:00.004-07:002023-07-30T12:14:31.741-07:00Am I a Foodie?<blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><br /></div><p></p></blockquote></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggDdVtNM0_cJOiPGETFotEMpFE2F4yW526N6PZgsbZXWSzC2IMUFtkj67CPfkKgtbETxX6QCGKbhShxhaMNNEO3ZEon74q3KVxJXyAf-6vEn7w_83qaBlRuWnXZKUudJk0u-Eg8Px3ADJ2Yz2U1Inynq1SE-bWObYC3vAJp0MmOP55HGNjPtFnE3K6V8I/s640/IMG_3333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="549" data-original-width="640" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggDdVtNM0_cJOiPGETFotEMpFE2F4yW526N6PZgsbZXWSzC2IMUFtkj67CPfkKgtbETxX6QCGKbhShxhaMNNEO3ZEon74q3KVxJXyAf-6vEn7w_83qaBlRuWnXZKUudJk0u-Eg8Px3ADJ2Yz2U1Inynq1SE-bWObYC3vAJp0MmOP55HGNjPtFnE3K6V8I/s320/IMG_3333.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large; text-align: right;">A guy on Twitter--now X--asked the other day if we considered ourselves a foodie. I replied that I'm foodier. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Since food is so expensive & I cook more & try to have variety & try to eat better, I'm experimenting.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I've made quesadillas before but now I'm trying new things. I made air-fryer chicken, added onion, peppers, celery, broccoli & cheese. It was dang good. And it made 2 so it was dang good rewarmed 2 days later. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I do need to temperature adjust to avoid the charcoal but it was workable. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Gonna make again!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK-p6J5t8jir8lRmhkOgEJMUwb2oXruURpZGUH1MKzjMC1xOYDr4_2klGA3eA2RIhB0wj7usYbvZk_kdO_HLKIO1DebQasG0Ca92G61VJo4XLcD3tr-TWxMxuXJN4ZvJVakihX7cWdCBmBcbJ0IlHwuTj4oQp8w-VnGWAgHnRX5yo4qtimmT8h2ltWaYQ/s640/IMG_3334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK-p6J5t8jir8lRmhkOgEJMUwb2oXruURpZGUH1MKzjMC1xOYDr4_2klGA3eA2RIhB0wj7usYbvZk_kdO_HLKIO1DebQasG0Ca92G61VJo4XLcD3tr-TWxMxuXJN4ZvJVakihX7cWdCBmBcbJ0IlHwuTj4oQp8w-VnGWAgHnRX5yo4qtimmT8h2ltWaYQ/s320/IMG_3334.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br /></span><p></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-80205933242050027792023-07-21T14:07:00.005-07:002023-07-21T14:07:38.754-07:00Ice Cream Truck<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfGrJS36ViCXbft2TfxSDCu2Kl1TCe-h0bfgftRd4jyEg2S8GQZckyM4ojgLMmxLecCAdXwBT7qn3YB5fJTJCDewEt5fSaWs-G52LWfbcp5lUIBN-JtTouozKK6pPSrZjBGDJfbiJ2VYf0FimDujBC2NzDSMyjO92cjhQ5FRJxfEwmvV-hevYHEPasNJ4/s400/ice%20cream.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="307" data-original-width="400" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfGrJS36ViCXbft2TfxSDCu2Kl1TCe-h0bfgftRd4jyEg2S8GQZckyM4ojgLMmxLecCAdXwBT7qn3YB5fJTJCDewEt5fSaWs-G52LWfbcp5lUIBN-JtTouozKK6pPSrZjBGDJfbiJ2VYf0FimDujBC2NzDSMyjO92cjhQ5FRJxfEwmvV-hevYHEPasNJ4/s320/ice%20cream.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Growing up in Arizona in the late 60s I used to get to go to Flagstaff to my sister Cathy's house for time in the summer, from my years 10-12. My oldest niece Karla was about 3 & I'd sit with her while Cathy was at work. Her husband Jimmy worked out of town during the week so it was mainly just the 3 of us.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">They lived in a 2 bedroom apartment that I've come to realize was probably low income housing though I don't know that sure. I remember thinking it was a nice place & I wanted an aparement just like it when I grew up.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">About one time a week, Cathy would leave money so Karla & I could buy from the ice cream man. I don't exactly remember but I can't imagine it was over a dollar for both of us. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Today I was sitting here reading & was thinking how hot it is & that I wanted an ice cream. I don't keep it in the house because I tend to have it every meal (as the meal) til it's gone. No lies. So I will sometimes get a single cone but try to keep it to once a week. Today, as I was thinking about how good an ice cream would taste, I heard the familiar strains of 'The Entertainer" headed my way. I ran for my wallet & flagged down the ice cream truck God had sent me. I wanted a Nutty Buddy cone but he didn't have so I "settled" for a neopolitan ice cream sandwich. And it was good too. My craving is settled.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Funny thing, as the apparent official, national song of ice cream trucks, 'The Entertainer' played I asked him "Do you ever get tired of that song?"....and he said "What song?". </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br />😀</span><p></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-79424319295089586772023-07-16T11:42:00.007-07:002023-08-13T11:40:39.729-07:00Soccer season done...<p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUQM26nFYjCcZ2M0MlW5eeOGfiT5uSbc_dGReRxyG73LdENsljLEGWwD88Ys0a_qE9Eb2y4RVNylBrhmprUkPY_Lgm9_qbnVLGcRpBxNOHW3irSMh0UzkOMRkDZ0y0Cb8LDX2CjJU20n9S4ZxVLIVVcnGn8_lDDt48AD4TMTYNxoeg6YwzrA4eHQpfank/s619/matador.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="619" data-original-width="474" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUQM26nFYjCcZ2M0MlW5eeOGfiT5uSbc_dGReRxyG73LdENsljLEGWwD88Ys0a_qE9Eb2y4RVNylBrhmprUkPY_Lgm9_qbnVLGcRpBxNOHW3irSMh0UzkOMRkDZ0y0Cb8LDX2CjJU20n9S4ZxVLIVVcnGn8_lDDt48AD4TMTYNxoeg6YwzrA4eHQpfank/s320/matador.jpeg" width="245" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0f1419; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0f1419; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Home from a heartbreaking loss for the </span><span class="r-18u37iz" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="-webkit-box-direction: normal; -webkit-box-orient: horizontal; background-color: white; color: #0f1419; flex-direction: row; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><a class="css-4rbku5 css-18t94o4 css-901oao css-16my406 r-1cvl2hr r-1loqt21 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" dir="ltr" href="https://twitter.com/hashtag/LubbockMatadors?src=hashtag_click" role="link" style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1d9bf0; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: inherit;">#LubbockMatadors</a></span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0f1419; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;">, 0-1 in OT. Worked up courage to get my kit shirt signed by the players. I am now a soccer fan tho I don't fully understand. Sad for these kids who played their </span></span><span face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #0f1419; font-size: large; white-space-collapse: preserve;">hearts out. </span><span face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #0f1419; font-size: large; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Shirt will never be a collectors item but I'll keep it & wear it & rememeber how fun this season was. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA9WdfDHZ2A-SG_KJdsjYfQ1iYLnCDbImlKnuCZWAd1cZVHYT5Ei63jaTi7xlxlSEdHkdFTY_qvvZ709yOHu71hs3aYPKsMJc5220YmADtE60GsBKflk8jhjUifS0u-cbL8bcEpu0VfIzIrByFSJZ1P1_OT48JtxzQUa8YtHaFjpvrHpNgIWzatk1AYZs/s640/IMG_3313.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA9WdfDHZ2A-SG_KJdsjYfQ1iYLnCDbImlKnuCZWAd1cZVHYT5Ei63jaTi7xlxlSEdHkdFTY_qvvZ709yOHu71hs3aYPKsMJc5220YmADtE60GsBKflk8jhjUifS0u-cbL8bcEpu0VfIzIrByFSJZ1P1_OT48JtxzQUa8YtHaFjpvrHpNgIWzatk1AYZs/s320/IMG_3313.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Segoe UI, Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #0f1419; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Talked to a couple of the players. They are students on scholarship at different universities & this may be the only summer they get to do this. Maybe a last hurrah before life begins. Thrilled for them. Hope to see some back next year. Can't wait for next season.</span></span></p><p><span face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Segoe UI, Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #0f1419; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; white-space-collapse: preserve;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.03); border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0f1419; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Last time Brownsville was in town, we sat next to these 2 ladies in for the game, one a Brownsville team mom. They were very nice & we talked for awhile & I went to say hi tonight. I told her I'd been thinking about her following her son & his dreams. I asked her if she'd dreamed of spending her disposable income traveling to exotic places like Lubbock! At the end of the game she brought me a </span><span class="r-18u37iz" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="-webkit-box-direction: normal; -webkit-box-orient: horizontal; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.03); color: #0f1419; flex-direction: row; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><a class="css-4rbku5 css-18t94o4 css-901oao css-16my406 r-1cvl2hr r-1loqt21 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" dir="ltr" href="https://twitter.com/hashtag/LubbockMatadors?src=hashtag_click" role="link" style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1d9bf0; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: inherit;">#LubbockMatadors</a></span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.03); border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0f1419; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"> hat. It was an extremely sweet gesture.</span></span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0f1419; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.03); border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-size: large;">Anyone who knows me knows I hate losing & I hate other teams celebrating on our field, I also appreciate that you have to be true to your school (as it were)...I was touched to receive the hat. </span></span></span></span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0f1419; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.03); border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white;"></span></span></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikFn5x-9OGNnTJJAtEHoVT6y_Ew9CNgOymSzbenwUB__vkvDxGqggbnRERiFQFR_noqOBVJAaMmbfjJqWMUWocs8zFSpSOIbMn10wqaRSNmYC_qwT7zrnQpiAQ0CXLCa15RnOEe9b-MorWLwolIceyRf-V10y7v53vWLflADQpNh0EDtcVX0d_m7_X0wY/s2048/matadors.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikFn5x-9OGNnTJJAtEHoVT6y_Ew9CNgOymSzbenwUB__vkvDxGqggbnRERiFQFR_noqOBVJAaMmbfjJqWMUWocs8zFSpSOIbMn10wqaRSNmYC_qwT7zrnQpiAQ0CXLCa15RnOEe9b-MorWLwolIceyRf-V10y7v53vWLflADQpNh0EDtcVX0d_m7_X0wY/s320/matadors.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thats' me--top row,end between guy i<br />n gray shirt & woman holding child.</td></tr></tbody></table><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" face="TwitterChirp, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0f1419; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.03); border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; display: inline; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-88528932315750624162023-07-07T16:24:00.002-07:002023-07-07T16:24:24.242-07:00It's true.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhklHBMdCX09lnG-WfzqGJnuild7pzb_YamOp3t0woU8V31ZeU5Zjo2SPOkeVCWq4OgiE4q7oJjN65M_eOINuBnQaaK24i9kuiVwv7TfQfC3zh9_y4zsS996rZf6wfNRP7ajvQZ_0iktOCohEup9psFhy7F6mKhaHj419LsFuHkjB-9QYayK4gLH2iqHls/s290/fc6cf1288c327df5154c2dd572082b41.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="290" data-original-width="236" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhklHBMdCX09lnG-WfzqGJnuild7pzb_YamOp3t0woU8V31ZeU5Zjo2SPOkeVCWq4OgiE4q7oJjN65M_eOINuBnQaaK24i9kuiVwv7TfQfC3zh9_y4zsS996rZf6wfNRP7ajvQZ_0iktOCohEup9psFhy7F6mKhaHj419LsFuHkjB-9QYayK4gLH2iqHls/s1600/fc6cf1288c327df5154c2dd572082b41.jpg" width="236" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-1645351679489186252023-07-07T14:25:00.002-07:002023-07-07T14:25:20.541-07:00Lawsuit<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ-UabLEzAkpQfjisFDMc0B4TMq5xKjR99EE0hJooN7La4_sD1tycnhyUi49Cf_TzNlFxhD_hWXE8tZFaDkBW2X0X5IkiFHESyc92D0sRMuXVQCsDGNSVt_HGbX-QuVnrkfTDUf_Eig20CFahByUU-SUy1fFQU6tDBBSHnL4v5P-jANsytFKdqbin_L4w/s375/duck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="375" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ-UabLEzAkpQfjisFDMc0B4TMq5xKjR99EE0hJooN7La4_sD1tycnhyUi49Cf_TzNlFxhD_hWXE8tZFaDkBW2X0X5IkiFHESyc92D0sRMuXVQCsDGNSVt_HGbX-QuVnrkfTDUf_Eig20CFahByUU-SUy1fFQU6tDBBSHnL4v5P-jANsytFKdqbin_L4w/s320/duck.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I filed a lawsuit yesterday for some painting that was done at my house last November & turned out to be a disaster. Paint literally fell off my fascia boards. Scammer painter said "not my fault", blamed roofer & refused to come fix. I had to hire someone else last week for $1800 to come fix the mess. I have never sued anyone before but decided it was time to stand up for myself. I have pictures, roofer & painter ready to testify & text messages. Scammer going down!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Alex says it fell off house because it got wet. I told him I'd owned a house for 40 years & never had paint fall off my house before.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Scammer Alex & his mouthy wife who carries his balls in her purse are not going to be happy. It's gonna be a bumpy ride. She sent a text telling to me to stop sending hateful messages. Hateful is not how I ride. I just line my ducks up. I hope. 😄</span></p>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1475706230376933092.post-33716054635188501362023-06-30T09:21:00.002-07:002023-06-30T09:24:34.304-07:00Chocolate Chip M&M Cookies<div class="wprm-recipe-ingredients-container wprm-recipe-ingredients-no-images wprm-recipe-60911-ingredients-container wprm-block-text-normal wprm-ingredient-style-regular wprm-recipe-images-before" data-recipe="60911" data-servings="48" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #2f2f2f; counter-reset: wprm-advanced-list-counter 0; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; margin: 0px auto 35px;"><div class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-group" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Ingredients</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><ul class="wprm-recipe-ingredients" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-block: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-inline-start: 0px; padding: 0px;"><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXXHAI22nRy0Z7Rr-bqfdJp04i_nxgXUXcjFrHpOFRHaTSrx3-JH61j3yWLkmnSAQGdnQA7pUUFSMlCfhITDvuyzFCfBBU5LWLb7gdHAPpjB3_O_zlao0hN5eqV3nTW95Q2whhO7aT9FrQ8QHA_7dsgNqjJjBAcOCaIX9Lha_nQEk6Qf4CYhwivWmXfF8/s640/IMG_3271.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="634" data-original-width="640" height="317" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXXHAI22nRy0Z7Rr-bqfdJp04i_nxgXUXcjFrHpOFRHaTSrx3-JH61j3yWLkmnSAQGdnQA7pUUFSMlCfhITDvuyzFCfBBU5LWLb7gdHAPpjB3_O_zlao0hN5eqV3nTW95Q2whhO7aT9FrQ8QHA_7dsgNqjJjBAcOCaIX9Lha_nQEk6Qf4CYhwivWmXfF8/s320/IMG_3271.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">1</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit" style="box-sizing: border-box;">cup</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">butter</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-notes wprm-recipe-ingredient-notes-faded" style="box-sizing: border-box; opacity: 0.7;">2 sticks</span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">1</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit" style="box-sizing: border-box;">cup</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">brown sugar</span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">3/4</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit" style="box-sizing: border-box;">cup</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">granulated sugar</span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">2</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">eggs</span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">2</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit" style="box-sizing: border-box;">tsp</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">Butavan</span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">3</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit" style="box-sizing: border-box;">cups</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">all-purpose flour</span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">1</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit" style="box-sizing: border-box;">tsp</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">baking soda</span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">1</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit" style="box-sizing: border-box;">tsp</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">table salt</span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">1</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit" style="box-sizing: border-box;">cup</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">semi-sweet chocolate chips</span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-amount" style="box-sizing: border-box;">1</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-unit" style="box-sizing: border-box;">cup</span> <span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">M&M’s </span></span></li><li class="wprm-recipe-ingredient" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: disc; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="wprm-recipe-ingredient-name" style="box-sizing: border-box;">3/4 cups pecans</span></span></li></ul></div></div><div class="wprm-recipe-instructions-container wprm-recipe-60911-instructions-container wprm-block-text-normal" data-recipe="60911" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #2f2f2f; counter-reset: wprm-advanced-list-counter 0; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; margin: 0px auto 35px;"><h3 class="wprm-recipe-header wprm-recipe-instructions-header wprm-block-text-normal wprm-align-left wprm-header-decoration-line" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; align-items: center; box-sizing: border-box; clear: none; display: flex; flex-wrap: wrap; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.3em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Instructions</span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="wprm-decoration-line" style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(47, 47, 47); border-left-color: rgb(47, 47, 47); border-right-color: rgb(47, 47, 47); border-top-color: rgb(47, 47, 47); box-sizing: border-box; flex: 1 1 auto; height: 1px; margin-left: 15px;"></div></h3><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-group" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><ul class="wprm-advanced-list wprm-advanced-list-reset wprm-advanced-list-4643 wprm-recipe-instructions" style="box-sizing: border-box; counter-reset: wprm-advanced-list-counter 0; margin-block: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-inline-start: 0px; padding: 0px;"><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-0" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Preheat the oven to 350 degrees </span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-0" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-1" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Cream butter & sugars together until </span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-1" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-2" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mix in eggs & vanilla</span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-2" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-3" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Add in the flour, baking soda & salt & mix well.</span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-3" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-4" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Fold in chocolate chips & M&M’s & pecans</span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-4" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-5" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Use a large cookie scoop & scoop the dough onto the prepared baking sheet.</span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-5" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-6" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Bake 8-10 minutes or until the tops are just barely golden brown. (My oven needed 12 minutes)</span></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-7" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><br /></div></li><li class="wprm-recipe-instruction" id="wprm-recipe-60911-step-0-8" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.5em; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 32px; padding: 0px; position: relative;"><div class="wprm-recipe-instruction-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 5px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Cool on baking rack.</span></div></li></ul><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">New recipe for me & will definitely be making again!! Yum. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I edited the instructions a little. I know they tell you when recipe writing to write everything like people don't know anything but I'm giving people a little credit. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I also added pecans because I basically add pecans to everything. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Butavan is something my friend sells in her kitchen store. It is a emulsion mixture of butter & vanilla & it kicks the recipe up a notch.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Made 4 dozen nice size bookies. </span></div></div></div>Billiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17020882827390404183noreply@blogger.com0