Friday, August 22, 2008

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Symphony YouTube

I finally put up my YouTube video of the Symphony in the Flint Hills tonight. This is old news, I realize. I started it and then got busy. If you want to see any of my other videos (I know, like you have time to watch videos) do a search on YouTube web site for femail66409 or click here.


Tuesday, August 19, 2008

You won't be able to get enough of this


I am not getting paid to advertise. It's just that this stuff is so good, I have to make sure everyone knows.

We like to put a half cup or so of Pina Colada juice over ice and add diet Ginger Ale. A splash of Rum is good, but I prefer it plain.

We discovered this juice because Dan was supposed to find pineapple juice for punch at the wedding shower at Kim's. He's a good shopper, this is better.

Obviously, it's 100% juice, but the label says it is made from concentrate. No sugar is added, but it naturally has 24 grams in addition to 120 calories per cup. My drink is about 60 calories of the best taste around this summer.

Monday, August 18, 2008

How much wood could a woodchuck chuck?


I always have my camera close at hand on the mail route--just in case. Today I had a first--a woodchuck aka groundhog. It was out on the road when I came over the hill. I thought at first it was a squirrel, but then saw the short tail and size. I stopped in a driveway close by and it froze. It did not move a muscle. I took four pictures and they all look exactly the same.
I was not as close as the picture appears. I had the camera set on the most close up and then I enlarged digitally. It helps to click on the picture.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

New week, clean clothes

My hope is when I retire, Sunday will indeed be a day of rest. Until then, Sunday afternoon and evening usually have some type of project.

Today it is washing everything in sight.

Here is my wash routine. Dan built an open front lower cabinet in my laundry room. I have five laundry baskets lined up under the top, which is supposed to be a folding table, but is more like a catchall. (I could say I actually do fold clothes there, but my kids might read this post and catch me in the lie)

I carry dirty clothes downstairs to the laundry room three times a week or so and sort into the five baskets. The first two, hot water whites and cool water whites, fill fast and thus emptied regularly. The other three are red colors, my jeans and shorts and Dan’s work clothes. Dan’s basket fills quickly also. I end up washing my basket before its full, just because I need the clothes. That leaves the red-ish basket.

All of this is to explain why, when I finally washed the red basket today, I found several t shirts in the bottom that made me realize I hadn’t washed that basket for nearly three weeks. So, I decided to empty everything, including the top of my folding table which has hand washable things that are washed on the delicate cycle one at a time.

It was a beautiful drying day and I accomplished a lot. Everything is clean, folded and put away. It is a good feeling.

Washing clothes seems like a rather personal thing to write about, but I must be a bit enamored with the subject. I wrote about it here one other time. Not to mention two pictures of our clothes on the line here and here although the latter had Dan's theory about running the dryer. Washing was a time consuming chore when I was a kid. I often helped Mom, until she got an automatic washer and dryer--a huge deal and another story.