Wordless Wednesday - Lavender

Going back ...

Years ago, I would go to sleep with The Rockford Files. I could actually go to sleep without it drawing me in. It was my lullaby. I'm considerably older now, and unless I am drugged, I can't get to sleep when the TV is on; but I have found that a single show of The Twilight Zone while we (Jack and I) are getting comfortable (shoving, pushing, pleading w/Jack to move over) and cozy, is enough to get me ready for dreamland after I shut the TV off. Tonight is a different animal, too many things on my mind.

My son gave me this for Christmas. I'm really not in the mood for listening to that much do-do-do-do or playing with the remote to skip it, to do any marathon. I do love it though. 

It hardly seems that it could have been over half a century ago when it started. The first show was in 1959! During a break they suggest a person should watch different shows. (Obviously new at the time) Shows like The Rifleman and The Andy Griffith show. I still listen to Andy when I'm playing cards or doing a puzzle if he's on - and my over-the-air channel has it on 2-3 times a day.

I like cars, I especially like old cars. In The Twilight Zone, they do a lot of 'now time' shows. In other words, the cars in those shows are mostly brand new. When I realized this, I began to look at things a little closer! It's almost as good as watching those car auction shows where they sell an old 'classic' for 100K and more, except it's in B/W and in traffic. I think about that, looking forward to the 1962 shows to see if there is a "Charlotte" there! I haven't seen a "Brad" there, but Brad is a street rod w/custom 2-tone paint, and he's 20 years older, would probably have been a clunker by then.

Sometimes they show inside a home, I look closer. I have seen kitchen things like we had when I was a kid. I used to think the clothes then weren't all that different. I guess I have never been that observant, not consciously, anyway. Whoa! The glasses, the shoes, the hair, it's all quite dated! But, you know, they had style back then, class. No underwear and jeans at half-mast. Men wore belts at the waist, not simply snapped and zipped under their bellies.

Every episode, Rod Serling opens in his 'living room,' telling the viewers about the show and afterward, he's telling you about the next show, a cigarette burning in his hand. They sure don't do that anymore, now do they? I've watched 1 1/2 seasons, so far. The series had a good run, 156 episodes. Who remembers when a show was new for something like 30 shows a year? I think now we are doing good if we get half that!

There was something else I was going to write, but it escapes me like smoke in a bad draft. Have a great day!

Cheap garbage!

Remember DH bought a big enough bird feeder to last longer than a day? Well, you would think the manufacturers could make the cable strong enough to hold that much food. He paid enough for the large size, but seems it was just a large price paid for a faulty product. It landed in the grass during the winds from the front coming in. This morning the birds found it and had a free for all. 

The cow birds have joined in the feeding frenzy. They really went nuts for quite a while, at least as long as the seeds lasted.

See the reddish haze through that tree? I won't bore you with a bunch of them, but the haze is growing in the woods. The neighbor's daffodils are blooming and so are the pear trees in their yard. Looks like spring is starting. Will probably freeze tomorrow  night or the next night. It's going to get cold again.

I have been busy (Hah!) watching Fringe and am nearing the end. I am so hooked into it. Jill keeps giving me this look ... I must not waste so much time with my face in the tube. I'll have to quit - after I see the completion. Haha.

Have a great weekend, Folks!

Wordless Wednesday

Still here

"It's getting low, Lady!"

 

The bird feeder was busy yesterday, standing room only, haha. They emptied the feeder before the wet came in. The birds seem to notice me in the window. Most fly off, but my "steadies" just look at me. Maybe they are messaging me with their minds, haha.

It's been a day. I ended up watching more Fringe and tried to chill. My BP has been running higher than my normal too high. It was a dark, rainy, cruddy day.

Our phone plan now includes unlimited calls and streaming. Yes, there's a catch - it's nice speed to 10MB and then they slow  it down. I did watch Sunday's Victoria, last night and it was fine. I just hope this is all worth it.

I was able to answer my phone twice today. Two out of five - not great, but ... better.

Enter the Devil

Meet the Devil. Whoever invented this hateful device needs to be tarred and feathered. It is beyond me, how people can almost worship these things by messing with them instead of caring for their children, watching where they are walking or driving, or paying attention to what is happening in the real world.

I needed a new phone and this demon is what DH brought home. My guide book has 162 pages of things that I can hardly understand or remember from one page to the next. I frustrated over it for hours and hours. I was so exhausted that I slept for 10 hours straight when I gave up last night. DH says I am stuck with it and tells me to 'play' with it. I have no desire ...

So far, I have learned how to make the screen stay on long enough for me to see what the bleep was on it.  I also know that holding it is very uncomfortable when talking. What a cruddy design for a phone. I hope by the time I write my next post that It hasn't sailed out the window or - let's just say, I don't look good in orange.

 

A quiet day ...

You know I do puzzles and I see a puzzle in a lot of the things I look at. Last week, DH made my lunch, so I took a picture. Today I turned the picture into a 200+ piece puzzle.

 It took over an hour. I was watching the end of the first season of Fringe at the time. (I'm a multi-tasker, haha)

 Mmmmmm!

Ms Bluebird was back again this morning. It's usually a Mr in the spring. I'm wondering if this is one of their offspring from last year. Could be they didn't make it through the winter, sad thought. Maybe this one is early?

 Bluebird family picture from a few years ago.

I keep paper in front of my computer, making notes for my next blog if I think of something. One day, I'll make a note, the next day's note gets circled. Tonight, I looked at the paper. I had written, 'Keyboard fumbles' and circled it. I wonder what I had in mind? Sigh ...

Needs a title ...

I have been watching Fringe most of the day. It just keeps getting weirder and weirder. Considerably bloody at times. Not really my thing, the blood, I mean. Lots of fantastical science stuff. My thing. :)
 She asks her wounded co-worker, "What is it?" and he says, "Big." They have to keep the suspense going as long as possible, I know.

I did get another shot of a bluebird today. Just posting for the fun of it. I love those sweet little birds.

I'm getting so tired of this night shift. DH is too - he just can't get enough sleep and rest. It's not exactly quiet around here during the day. We could be cast in The Walking Dead and not need a whole lot of make-up.

First I'm doing the bird ... then ...

I decided the blog needed a new header. Thinking this would make a pretty medallion type pattern on a set of pillows. I really liked how the colors turned out. Maybe a print on the wall? Hmm ...

I got a new nursery catalog today. Sigh ... Meanwhile DH was outside cutting down and cutting off. LOL! It's still nice to think about. I think I almost have DH convinced to sow seeds on the southern part of the yard, with wildflower seeds. Maybe a 30- 40' strip of the property. It would mean so much less to mow in the heat this summer.

 I'm thinking about using my blog as a sort of record for how I'm feeling. Any of my family or friends that reads it will be able to tell better than I, how many cards I'm playing with and when maybe I should get help. Am I making sense?

Had this thing this afternoon - I'm not sure how long it lasted or even what it was. Scene: I'm sitting at my computer, waiting for my show to come on and lingering over a Mahjong game I was losing - then my show came on. I have no idea where my head was, it could have been anywhere south of 15 minutes. All of a sudden, I was so confused, and had no idea what time it was, what I was doing or where I was. It took me a few minutes to get myself orientated and I missed the beginning of the show. Not that the show was more important, it's that my lights were on, but I was out.

I don't know if I'm understood, at least you're not looking at me funny. Ha ha, not that I can see anyway. Well, will see if a diary works. I feel absolutely fine, now. I did that stroke test - nah.

Have a good day, night, whatever!

Sunday Wrap

 Dreamsicle Sky. Captured this on Thursday evening. It didn't look like much until the sun was completely set, and then a cool surprise.

 Our youngest great-grand at her baptism on Saturday. We've been informed that she was the perfect angel. Well - of course!

BL sent us Valentine gifts - I ate some before I took the pic. From NoWhey, vegan chocolates for me and a new wii golf game for Dad!

Looking forward to the week ahead. Have a good one, Folks!

Party!

I did say it was windy last night, right? Warm, wet and windy.

 I was surprised to see this little guy plastered to my window.

This morning the birds were having a party!

Guess I should call it a 'Par-Tay!' 

 A real chow down!

DH has fixed it now and the birds must think him a party pooper.

An oldie ...

The wind is blowing like crazy outside, sounds like a blizzard. It's not, but brings to mind ...

It was a cold, stormy night in Siberia,
Two men were sitting by the fire,
A young man,
And an old man.
The young man said to the old man,
"Please tell me a story,"
And this is the story he told:

It was a cold, stormy night in Siberia, 
Two men were sitting by the fire ...

My Blu-Ray player came yesterday. It was a snap to set up. First movie was Pan's Labyrinth. I had seen part of it before, but without the English sub-titles, it was confusing. Nothing like a grown-up fairy tale. Right?

I put it on top of the box. The desk is relatively neat right now, but I know that pack-a-stack and file-a-pile will happen again and I need to be able to point the remote at the player from the bed. Har Har!

 Be well, Folks!

No Fly Monday

Pretty self-explanatory. It's 11:21 and we are pretty much socked in. Sorry about the reflections in the window, but I'm not going to open it and let all that humidity in here. The fog is hanging thick like a blanket this morning.

Losing it Part II

Okay, okay, I will continue the blog for a while. I have decided to keep the blog - if y'all will understand if I don't comment or respond to a comment, or if I don't make sense at times. Maybe I could just leave a smiley face if I can't think of something to say? I try to read everyone's blog and respond accordingly, but sometimes I just don't know what to say. I will sit here cogitating for the longest sometimes. I even wonder - do I need a comma in there? Sitting here and trying to think what to say is very hard on my legs, feet, and back.

Remember when we were young and saying we would never end up being like our mothers? Yeah, I believe I have begun to travel the same road. Mom's been gone 25 years or so, but I can remember how her mind seemed to fade as the time passed. Before she passed, she hardly acknowledged me, I was my sister. It took her a long time to get to that point - like 10 years, I would guess I might be at year 3, maybe, hopefully, fingers crossed. Doc said it was a matter of not getting enough o2 to my brain. 

 
I've started to watch The  Twilight Zone and the first show I put in, well, I wasn't actually looking at the TV, and there was some man saying the intro as if he were reading it off the script. I looked up and there he was. Obviously, it took him a while to pick up that signature intro sound. LOL! I'm still in the first year, it will take a while to see all of the shows. 

Have a great weekend!

Losing it

The worst part of this aging thing for me is losing my mind, not that I can't breathe, or my body is betraying me. My thinking is off, my memory has become a sieve. Oh, I can remember 5, 10, even 50 years ago - it's the past minute, hour, or day. Did I take my pills? Who called? What word do I want? It is no longer funny having to dance around a word, describing every little thing about it, and yet the word remains elusive. The word doesn't pop up at 3 in the morning either, if it did, I wouldn't remember why I wanted to use it.

I have been considering shutting down my blog. Sometimes I read over what I have written in the past or responded to someone and feel I no longer make sense. It takes me forever to write a post as I write a few lines, delete some words, add some words, and then I delete the whole thing. Maybe it would be less stressful to give up, except for the fact that I don't want to throw in the towel. I don't know.

I decided to buy a blu-ray player for here in my womb. Sigh, I guess I will have to have some help. Why can't they just sell a player? Why add wi-fi and all that other stuff that I never understood. It's all geek-speak to me. Why will it be necessary to add updates for the blu-ray? Didn't they finish their product before they started selling them? There are times when I would just as soon pack up my clothes and books, and just leave technology behind.