I’m going to save the best for last – the MOON
Cell phone update
The saga of my cell phone has gotten ridiculous. Time for husbands New Every Two, which really means Discount Every Two unless you want a toy phone. I used the New Every Two as my husband has a new phone. I got the Droid Incredible which I loved to pieces until I found out I could not put my bluetooth in my ear and say “Call ____.” Sent back. Credit received. Got the Blackberry Bold. What a clunker! Heavy, hard to navigate the icons – shame on them! Sent back. Credit received. Decided to stick with Blackberry Curve. Ordered the lavender one. Started to program it but I couldn’t find the keys. Ah – the keys were lavender too! My current phone is a pink Blackberry Curve and the keys are not pink. They are silver and black and I can see them without my glasses. But lavender on lavender? Can’t see with my glasses. Sending it back Monday. Down to one choice – the black Blackberry Curve. I am waiting to order however. Can’t take anymore of this. And they better not charge me the $35 restocking fee for the Droid or the lavender Curve. Now I will take deep breaths and continue this post with
ANTS
I need more deep breaths. I watered and cleaned up outside today. There were no ants. There are now ants swarming all over the patios and lawns and everywhere. I must have disturbed a nest or something. I put a call in to pest control having made a command decision to damn the frogs and hire pest control if that’s what it takes. Seriously, I hope Adam can find a way to not made the pond toxic. We had such a bad infestation at our old house once that we had ants coming out of switch plates, and once I found my snake Jake covered with ants! I grabbed that snake and put him under the kitchen faucet hoping he wouldn’t have a heart attack from the sudden change of temperature. So I’m not waiting to see ants coming out of switch plates. I hope Adam calls back even though it’s Friday night and we haven’t hired him yet. Let’s talk about something more pleasant that won’t raise my blood pressure, which would be
Phonographs and Memories
Do you ever wonder if things you remember about your childhood were really like that? I have fondly told the story of how I would wake up every day and put a record on my phonograph first thing – the same record every day. My parents awoke to “The King of France had 40,000 men; they marched up the hill and then marched down again.” My phonograph was hand-cranked. I’ve wondered lately if I made that up, however. I didn’t. Because in the move I looked through old photos and there I was in my bedroom with the phonograph and you can see the crank!
Nice to know I remembered that correctly.
Watercolor
Watercolor is hard. I did a watercolor up at the cabin and I have no idea what it is. I was trying to replicate a journal page but it’s not quite the same. I don’t even want to learn watercolor – phew! My dad got a lifetime achievement award from the National Watercolor Society. They don’t give that out very much. I so appreciate his skill as an artist – a lifetime of work.
So here’s what I did. Miss Know Nothing trying to learn from the website watercolor.com. However, I don’t even think I held the brush correctly, although I did remember from time to time to try.This is my masterpiece. It’s colorful, I can say that, and I used water, that much is true. However, putting the water and color together is amazingly difficult. So, someone tell me what it is so I can explain it to others as if I did it on purpose.
I’m going to take out that yellow and reddish column. Would it make any sense to all it Windows?
Now for the MOON
Oh my goodness gracious you should have seen Bakersfield’s moon last night. My husband, who goes to sleep at 9:00, got up to use the restroom at about 11:15 and just happened to look out his window. He came in my room and startled the heck out of me – I was doing something on the computer. (Yes, we each have our own rooms. It’s called snoring.) “Look at the moon,” he said. Clouds, almost-full moon, I stuck my camera on the tripod and took 81 photos.
I’m only going to show you nine, and I don’t need to comment. Just look. Wish you had been here to see it in person with me. The third one I want to title “The Mothership has Arrived.”
Goodnight, moon.
