Wednesday, June 25, 2008
not there yet
Well, I decided to blog. So I got on and wrote for a long time. I thought I was doing pretty good. Then I hit the wrong button and it all disappeared. So you'll never know what I wrote! Ruth
another day, another dollar
My Mom used to say it like all you had to do was to live another day and the dollar would automatically show up. Not so!
When you live with my income you get to know the "value of a penny" (another one of Mom's sayings). I wish I had the same ability that she had to streeeeetch that dollar until it squeeked.
We talk about days when you could buy a pair of men's pants for 50 cents and a shirt for 25. Well, forget it, kid, because it just tain't like that any more.
I remember the first 'job' I had was weeding the beds in the neighbor's greenhouse. One dollar an hour. Felt sticky when we went in---too much moisture in the air. And before long I felt dizzy and funny. And my sister, Yvonne, looked over and I was'nt there. She somehow dragged me out and as soon as I hit the air I was used to breathing I was okay. But I never got hired again because I was "too fragile". Fragile, my foot! I could hang upside down as long as any other kid.
Being little and skinny was not the best. I remember being in gym class, the teacher would say, Okay, choose up sides. And I would just automatically begin counting. I knew I would be the one that was 'chosen' to be on the team that was left over. But in prison ball I was the star. That is as near the star as I could get, because I was so small it was hard to hit me. I was fast enough to dodge that ball as it came across and skinny enough that my shadow was all that was left to hit. So dodge ball became my game of choice. We all find our niche.
Telling stories was mine. Some of our teachers would let me take over a class with these horrible tales I made up. I have no idea where they came from because I never went to a movie in my young life, and at that point in my life my reading consisted of ferreting out another fairy tale I'd never seen before. But these stories were wild!! Drama, thievery, hidden treasures in long undiscovered holes, evil men, tunnels that were constructed by men that were evil and made to 'eat' people who stepped on the wrong side of nothing. If we were lucky these stories could last for hours and sometimes even through to the next class. I wonder if I had not become so involved with 'studies' if I would have continued in that vein. Horrors!
Love y'all. Write me your memories.
Ruth
When you live with my income you get to know the "value of a penny" (another one of Mom's sayings). I wish I had the same ability that she had to streeeeetch that dollar until it squeeked.
We talk about days when you could buy a pair of men's pants for 50 cents and a shirt for 25. Well, forget it, kid, because it just tain't like that any more.
I remember the first 'job' I had was weeding the beds in the neighbor's greenhouse. One dollar an hour. Felt sticky when we went in---too much moisture in the air. And before long I felt dizzy and funny. And my sister, Yvonne, looked over and I was'nt there. She somehow dragged me out and as soon as I hit the air I was used to breathing I was okay. But I never got hired again because I was "too fragile". Fragile, my foot! I could hang upside down as long as any other kid.
Being little and skinny was not the best. I remember being in gym class, the teacher would say, Okay, choose up sides. And I would just automatically begin counting. I knew I would be the one that was 'chosen' to be on the team that was left over. But in prison ball I was the star. That is as near the star as I could get, because I was so small it was hard to hit me. I was fast enough to dodge that ball as it came across and skinny enough that my shadow was all that was left to hit. So dodge ball became my game of choice. We all find our niche.
Telling stories was mine. Some of our teachers would let me take over a class with these horrible tales I made up. I have no idea where they came from because I never went to a movie in my young life, and at that point in my life my reading consisted of ferreting out another fairy tale I'd never seen before. But these stories were wild!! Drama, thievery, hidden treasures in long undiscovered holes, evil men, tunnels that were constructed by men that were evil and made to 'eat' people who stepped on the wrong side of nothing. If we were lucky these stories could last for hours and sometimes even through to the next class. I wonder if I had not become so involved with 'studies' if I would have continued in that vein. Horrors!
Love y'all. Write me your memories.
Ruth
Monday, June 23, 2008
futures
The easiest way to tell everyone is to blog- it.
So here is the last report from Dr Kim. My colonoscopy showed a couple of polops which he removed (non-ccncerous). Some other stuff too but he didn't go into detail.
Thinks the cancer is hiding somewhere, but can't locate it so ordered another test. The last one showed no cancer, but thinks the tail bone pain and stomach pain should show up somewhere because of the first surgery showing a stage 4 cancer, which indicates that it will return somewhere. So far, so good. Will wait for the next results from a test scheduled for June 30. One thing about it....I am sure getting to dislike all that stuff I have to drink ! Ruth
So here is the last report from Dr Kim. My colonoscopy showed a couple of polops which he removed (non-ccncerous). Some other stuff too but he didn't go into detail.
Thinks the cancer is hiding somewhere, but can't locate it so ordered another test. The last one showed no cancer, but thinks the tail bone pain and stomach pain should show up somewhere because of the first surgery showing a stage 4 cancer, which indicates that it will return somewhere. So far, so good. Will wait for the next results from a test scheduled for June 30. One thing about it....I am sure getting to dislike all that stuff I have to drink ! Ruth
Saturday, June 21, 2008
wish i could
I see all these neat blogs that Tami, Paije and Parri do with pictures, etc. Wish I was smart enough to put it all together like that !
Paije's 'cousins birthday party was special, and Parri's Landon in the dresser drawer was very nice, but Tami's Panic with Cole takes the cake!
Grandpa is out doing something nutty as usual. We are supposed to have a garage sale today and he is going to hand carry 2 hobby horses down to the garage. Can't get worse than that when you have a back ache so bad it only quits when you are sitting.
Besides, they have set it up in the shop below the house, and I know ladies enough to know that they will all turn tail rather than enter a dark, dusty shop and forget digging through a bunch of old tools that are groady, So much for the effort of the day.
Ruth
Paije's 'cousins birthday party was special, and Parri's Landon in the dresser drawer was very nice, but Tami's Panic with Cole takes the cake!
Grandpa is out doing something nutty as usual. We are supposed to have a garage sale today and he is going to hand carry 2 hobby horses down to the garage. Can't get worse than that when you have a back ache so bad it only quits when you are sitting.
Besides, they have set it up in the shop below the house, and I know ladies enough to know that they will all turn tail rather than enter a dark, dusty shop and forget digging through a bunch of old tools that are groady, So much for the effort of the day.
Ruth
Saturday, June 14, 2008
CRAZY STUFF
Talked to my brother, Paul, (Jon wasn't home) and we talked about some of our lifetime experiences as children. I wish he would blog, but he is so bad with a computer, that when his neice insisted he buy one and learn to use it, it became such a tremendous problem that he now has a disabled finger!! Can you imagine that? I've heard all kinds of crazy things, but that is tops.
Friday, June 13, 2008
self destruction
I have been realy feeling sorry for myself. My tail-bone hurts!
And 'bob is not helping because he asks me every few minutes how I am doing. So that makes me think of it again and hurt worse.
Years ago 9about 50) I broke my tail bone on a hanging down branch that made bouncing fun. But the broken tail bone left me sitting on a pillow for a long time. Don't think that is the problem this time around.
At any rate, this self-pity has got to go. Can't help a thing with it and can't do anything constructive with it either. It is a mini self-destruction phase of life.
Guess I'll go catch up on my reading. D&C and B of M.
Ruth
And 'bob is not helping because he asks me every few minutes how I am doing. So that makes me think of it again and hurt worse.
Years ago 9about 50) I broke my tail bone on a hanging down branch that made bouncing fun. But the broken tail bone left me sitting on a pillow for a long time. Don't think that is the problem this time around.
At any rate, this self-pity has got to go. Can't help a thing with it and can't do anything constructive with it either. It is a mini self-destruction phase of life.
Guess I'll go catch up on my reading. D&C and B of M.
Ruth
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Your new image
You can have a new image! Everyone will gather at your door and tell you how fantastic you are if you just follow these instructions:
Build a BETTE NOIR (cake with no flour)
Here is the recipe:
8 oz unsalted butter, room temperature, cut into small pieces
8 oz unsweetened chocolate
4 oz semi-sweet chocolate, both cut in small pieces
1 and 1/3 cups sugar
1/2 cup water
5 eggs
Preheat oven to 350 degrees with rack in the center of oven
Butter a 9" straight-sided cake pn. Place a circle of parchment in the pan and butter the parchment
Place 1 cup of sugar and the water in a small sauce pan and bring to rapid boil
Remove from heat and immediately add both chocolates
Add the butter piece by piece and stir until it disolves
Beat the eggs and remaining 1/3 cup of sugar until thick and add the chocolate/butter mixture
Combine gently, but well, with a rubber spatula scraper and then pour into the
prepared pan
Bake in a Bain Marie for 30 to 35 minutes until tip is dry and firm
Unmold right away--not onto a rack but onto the serving plate.
A Bain Marie is a 2 sided pan with water between the pans. Fill the pan with water, being careful to not fill too much to avoid water getting into the cake.
Top with whipped cream, ice cream, raspberry sauce, anglais or chocolate curls.
Serves 10 normal people or 5 honkers.
This dessert is soooooo good you will be the talk of the town !! Guaranteed !
Developing an attitude of gratitude is or should be the most important character trait we can develop. It stands out against honesty, integrity, kindness, and generosity and patience. Being genuinely grateful for our blessings (no matter where they come from) can be somewhat unnerving at times. If we dislike the giver of such a blessing we may be reluctant to accept it at face value. Or we may be reluctant to accept it because we feel it is given in the sense of someone just 'doing a duty', so we need not be grateful at all.
Not so. A grateful heart shows love to the giver. A grateful heart shall be honest in the acceptance of the gift. A grateful heart shows that we appreciate the patience and generosity of the giver and the effort they have gone to to make our life a little happier.
Gratitude is 2-sided, benefiting the giver and the receiver.
Ruth-- Love you all
Build a BETTE NOIR (cake with no flour)
Here is the recipe:
8 oz unsalted butter, room temperature, cut into small pieces
8 oz unsweetened chocolate
4 oz semi-sweet chocolate, both cut in small pieces
1 and 1/3 cups sugar
1/2 cup water
5 eggs
Preheat oven to 350 degrees with rack in the center of oven
Butter a 9" straight-sided cake pn. Place a circle of parchment in the pan and butter the parchment
Place 1 cup of sugar and the water in a small sauce pan and bring to rapid boil
Remove from heat and immediately add both chocolates
Add the butter piece by piece and stir until it disolves
Beat the eggs and remaining 1/3 cup of sugar until thick and add the chocolate/butter mixture
Combine gently, but well, with a rubber spatula scraper and then pour into the
prepared pan
Bake in a Bain Marie for 30 to 35 minutes until tip is dry and firm
Unmold right away--not onto a rack but onto the serving plate.
A Bain Marie is a 2 sided pan with water between the pans. Fill the pan with water, being careful to not fill too much to avoid water getting into the cake.
Top with whipped cream, ice cream, raspberry sauce, anglais or chocolate curls.
Serves 10 normal people or 5 honkers.
This dessert is soooooo good you will be the talk of the town !! Guaranteed !
Developing an attitude of gratitude is or should be the most important character trait we can develop. It stands out against honesty, integrity, kindness, and generosity and patience. Being genuinely grateful for our blessings (no matter where they come from) can be somewhat unnerving at times. If we dislike the giver of such a blessing we may be reluctant to accept it at face value. Or we may be reluctant to accept it because we feel it is given in the sense of someone just 'doing a duty', so we need not be grateful at all.
Not so. A grateful heart shows love to the giver. A grateful heart shall be honest in the acceptance of the gift. A grateful heart shows that we appreciate the patience and generosity of the giver and the effort they have gone to to make our life a little happier.
Gratitude is 2-sided, benefiting the giver and the receiver.
Ruth-- Love you all
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