Jess a Leprechaun? Who'd have thunk it?
He's a big ole strapping kid! but, when he showed up this week sporting his ragged hair and his RED beard- the first thing I thought of was a leprechaun. He's such a character! And, give him an opportunity and he'll strike a pose and you'd swear you just saw one of the elves of olde! He so reminds me of his daddy at that age! Though their stature and build aren't similar- nor their hair color.. the beard color is! Byron's built more like a traditional leprechaun myth we're familiar with- but, when he grew his beard- he was so stunning! Jess is following in his dad's steps in this respect- even though they are so different in so many other areas of their lives.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Cat scratch fevered...
Meoow! You hear that cat-er-walling? Uhhh... I don't. Nope. Not me! Even if I DID hear it- I'm not running out there to bust up a cat fight ever again- unless I use a water hose and a broom!
The other day, Thelonius (originally brother, Jeff's, cat) was attacked by a rogue bandit tom cat. He's been feeding over at our fine dining establisment for outdoor felines- but, apparently has extended his territory to include the neighbor's yards and cats. She was so loudly defending her self and Dad's precious bird feeders (yeah, RIGHT!) when Tuxedo Tom approached and started giving grief. When I heard the commotion, I naturally ran out and chased him off. Thinking that Thelonius would be more than happy with me and not thinking about how ultra-sensitive she can be (even in the best of situations) with being picked up- I thought to pick her up and comfort her and get her in the house. Suffice it so... BIG mistake.
She lit it into me and before I knew had chewed three big holes in both my hands and wasn't about to let go. Have ya heard the saying that they won't get 'til it thunders? ugh... there I was and there she was- and she wasn't letting go and I couldn't get free from her. It hurt so badly I promptly got sick at my stomach. Ugh. Not a good sign.
The nightmare was just beginning. It wasn't but just a few minutes and my hands were swollen and weren't going to quit bleeding anytime soon. With a cat-bite you really don't want to stop the blood- it's better to get it out and hope that some of those bad bacterias they carry flush on out, too. Another added bonus is that the worst time to get cat-bit is directly following a meal- their mouths generate enzymes to better break down their food. Think wild cats and the rodents they feed on. She did avoid piercing a tendon or a joint- so, to be honest- I've had a quick recovery.
After a week long round of antibiotics and keeping my hands elevated above my heart- I'm back to "normal"! Whew! What a relief!
Meoooowwwww! Tuxedo Tom better watch his back-side. I'm going to live-trap him and relocate him somewhere else soon.
The other day, Thelonius (originally brother, Jeff's, cat) was attacked by a rogue bandit tom cat. He's been feeding over at our fine dining establisment for outdoor felines- but, apparently has extended his territory to include the neighbor's yards and cats. She was so loudly defending her self and Dad's precious bird feeders (yeah, RIGHT!) when Tuxedo Tom approached and started giving grief. When I heard the commotion, I naturally ran out and chased him off. Thinking that Thelonius would be more than happy with me and not thinking about how ultra-sensitive she can be (even in the best of situations) with being picked up- I thought to pick her up and comfort her and get her in the house. Suffice it so... BIG mistake.
She lit it into me and before I knew had chewed three big holes in both my hands and wasn't about to let go. Have ya heard the saying that they won't get 'til it thunders? ugh... there I was and there she was- and she wasn't letting go and I couldn't get free from her. It hurt so badly I promptly got sick at my stomach. Ugh. Not a good sign.
The nightmare was just beginning. It wasn't but just a few minutes and my hands were swollen and weren't going to quit bleeding anytime soon. With a cat-bite you really don't want to stop the blood- it's better to get it out and hope that some of those bad bacterias they carry flush on out, too. Another added bonus is that the worst time to get cat-bit is directly following a meal- their mouths generate enzymes to better break down their food. Think wild cats and the rodents they feed on. She did avoid piercing a tendon or a joint- so, to be honest- I've had a quick recovery.
After a week long round of antibiotics and keeping my hands elevated above my heart- I'm back to "normal"! Whew! What a relief!
Meoooowwwww! Tuxedo Tom better watch his back-side. I'm going to live-trap him and relocate him somewhere else soon.
Jody Evans is our Nashville Star!
Well, it's official. Erika Jo won the Nashville Star competition (first female for this title) over the two final contestants Jason and Jody!
No matter! Jody, Jason and Jayron have all got potential singing careers in front of them! As well as a summer tour!
But, Jody Evans is special because he's OURS! For starters... he's got this Elvis (Costello) thing going and is such a self-effacing young talent; even though he's got real talent- he always gives accolades to all the competitors. Just hope he's that way with all of his traffic violators! Yup. He's a policeman!
Which makes us wonder? Will all the folks he pulls over just BEG him for a ticket so that they can have his autograph? Hmm..... wonder if it's worth anything? Hmm.... wonder if I can find one that was written before he was on N/S? No! Not a ticket given to ME!! But, surely... somebody can give up a little scrap of paper? I'll go check eBay.
Yoddle-lah-he-hooooooo... we got us a singing po-leece-mahn.
http://music.yahoo.com/promos/nashvillestar/
http://www.usanetwork.com/nashvillestar/
An interesting piece of historical trivia re: Nashville Star... the first winner was Buddy Jewel with roots from Osceola, AR.
Whoooo-pig-sooooieee!!! Arkansas ROCKS! and... twangs!
No matter! Jody, Jason and Jayron have all got potential singing careers in front of them! As well as a summer tour!
But, Jody Evans is special because he's OURS! For starters... he's got this Elvis (Costello) thing going and is such a self-effacing young talent; even though he's got real talent- he always gives accolades to all the competitors. Just hope he's that way with all of his traffic violators! Yup. He's a policeman!
Which makes us wonder? Will all the folks he pulls over just BEG him for a ticket so that they can have his autograph? Hmm..... wonder if it's worth anything? Hmm.... wonder if I can find one that was written before he was on N/S? No! Not a ticket given to ME!! But, surely... somebody can give up a little scrap of paper? I'll go check eBay.
Yoddle-lah-he-hooooooo... we got us a singing po-leece-mahn.
http://music.yahoo.com/promos/nashvillestar/
http://www.usanetwork.com/nashvillestar/
An interesting piece of historical trivia re: Nashville Star... the first winner was Buddy Jewel with roots from Osceola, AR.
Whoooo-pig-sooooieee!!! Arkansas ROCKS! and... twangs!
Saturday, April 16, 2005
Beam me up, Shorty... and the Bucky Balls.
My grandmother is a hoot.
She's also a very VERY well read woman.
She may be 95 years old-- but, her insatiable apetitie for reading is pretty much legendary. She starts off in the morning with the financial section, then she hits world news and finally the state section. She has subscriptions to Time, Newsweek, Atlantic Monthly, the New Yorker and Smithsonian just to name a few. On top of all that- she reads best sellers on both the fiction and the non-fiction lists AND whatever paperbacks happen to be laying around as well as all the shop at home catalogs that deluge the postal service.
As it so happened a few days ago- she was studying up on new scientific technologies. She's done that before. She knew about fuel-cell techno-geeky stuff LONG before the general masses were aware of it. The REASON she studies all that is for investment purposes.
Anyway, her question early one morning was "What's a Bucky Ball?" A few moments later after a quick internet search- we had the answer for her printed out. Just so you'll know what a Bucky Ball is... it is the roundest and most symmetrical large molecule known to man- something to do with carbon. Read about it here.. http://www.imbris.net/~jfromm/bucky/bucky.htm
Now, having HAD that recent conversation and knowing full-well that she'd not just pulled the topic from thin-air, I figured she'd already read across some information and was actually exposing the rest of us to some new tecnology venture she was fixing to invest in. But-- how many almost centenarians actually KNOW about this type of stuff? I mean-- the kind of women that weren't necessarily in the scientific field in their occupation (she was a history and English teacher) for Pete's sake! But- there it is. The fact is.. my grandmother is quite the know-it-all and has very broad interests.
So, when my mother was going through a box of novels she asked my grandmother if she'd like to read any. Mae promptly started going through and culling the ones she wasn't interested in... they were the science-fiction ones! When I asked why, she replied "I don't want to read any of those Beam Me Up, Shorty" stories!
ONLY my grandmother has such a wonderfully rounded sense of humor and the background to go with it! She should have been a comedian! Hmmm... is it any wonder that my mom and I have to struggle to stay "up to speed" when my grandmother and my father are in their element?
Oh- what fun!
I think I'd like to be beamed over to the house next door now-
Scotty!
She's also a very VERY well read woman.
She may be 95 years old-- but, her insatiable apetitie for reading is pretty much legendary. She starts off in the morning with the financial section, then she hits world news and finally the state section. She has subscriptions to Time, Newsweek, Atlantic Monthly, the New Yorker and Smithsonian just to name a few. On top of all that- she reads best sellers on both the fiction and the non-fiction lists AND whatever paperbacks happen to be laying around as well as all the shop at home catalogs that deluge the postal service.
As it so happened a few days ago- she was studying up on new scientific technologies. She's done that before. She knew about fuel-cell techno-geeky stuff LONG before the general masses were aware of it. The REASON she studies all that is for investment purposes.
Anyway, her question early one morning was "What's a Bucky Ball?" A few moments later after a quick internet search- we had the answer for her printed out. Just so you'll know what a Bucky Ball is... it is the roundest and most symmetrical large molecule known to man- something to do with carbon. Read about it here.. http://www.imbris.net/~jfromm/bucky/bucky.htm
Now, having HAD that recent conversation and knowing full-well that she'd not just pulled the topic from thin-air, I figured she'd already read across some information and was actually exposing the rest of us to some new tecnology venture she was fixing to invest in. But-- how many almost centenarians actually KNOW about this type of stuff? I mean-- the kind of women that weren't necessarily in the scientific field in their occupation (she was a history and English teacher) for Pete's sake! But- there it is. The fact is.. my grandmother is quite the know-it-all and has very broad interests.
So, when my mother was going through a box of novels she asked my grandmother if she'd like to read any. Mae promptly started going through and culling the ones she wasn't interested in... they were the science-fiction ones! When I asked why, she replied "I don't want to read any of those Beam Me Up, Shorty" stories!
ONLY my grandmother has such a wonderfully rounded sense of humor and the background to go with it! She should have been a comedian! Hmmm... is it any wonder that my mom and I have to struggle to stay "up to speed" when my grandmother and my father are in their element?
Oh- what fun!
I think I'd like to be beamed over to the house next door now-
Scotty!
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