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Sir_T
6/29/2008 7:21 pmLast Read: |
It was Short weekend on accounta working Saturday. James likes to cook several meals and stick em in the freezer for the week so he's in the kitchen. He said I could do the editorial this week. As long as I read everything aloud as I type it. And no cheating. I plan on peaking before you post. We've been battling grasshoppers this weekend. Little tiny suckers. I wanted to just RAID!! the heck outta them but Mr Greenjames is worried about killing bees and butterflies and spiders. When he was planning to buy flowers this Spring I said... "Go plastic. No watering, No feeding. No bugs." And no scent and no change and no manna and no... Yeah yeah, go slice some garlic. Anyway, almost all of the flowers he bought and has been so steady watering are green sticks poking outta the ground, 'cause the weedhoppers chewed up all the leaves. Heh, heh. Anyhow... Gotta brutal work week ahead in 100 degree temps and a different material then we usually put on. It's an acrylic based stuff that looks great, last a loooong time and is a pain in the T!! back to apply. Gonna be a fun week. ............. A message from Joanie ............ The word cancer means to many imminent death. For me, it has been a teacher on the path of living. All of us have only the moment in which we find ourselves -- and in this moment, life is filled with all the riches that one could ever desire-- if we simply relax and awaken to the awareness that there is no lack and no separation. We are the ocean beneath the waves -- the waves are only the surface of the ocean --- looking deeper, looking inside, we find a calm and peace. This then is our true essence and it is eternal. In peace and love, Joan ............. Recipe ............... Gingerbread cookies with chocolate 1/2 cup butter or margarine 1/2 cup molasses 2 (1 ounce) squares unsweetened chocolate 2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour 2/3 cup white sugar 1 teaspoon baking powder 1/2 teaspoon baking soda 1 teaspoon ground ginger 1/4 teaspoon salt 1/4 cup milk white sugar Combine butter or margarine, molasses, and unsweetened chocolate in the top of a double boiler. Heat until chocolate melts. Stir until smooth. Sift together flour, 2/3 cup sugar, baking powder, baking soda, ginger, and salt. Stir in melted chocolate mixture and milk. Mix well. Chill until firm. Roll dough into 1 inch balls. Roll balls in sugar. Place on an ungreased cookie sheet. Bake at 375 degrees for about 10 minutes. Yield: 3 Dozen Cookies .............. Jokes (More bugs! heh,heh) .............. Every night, Frank would go down to the liquor store, get a six pack, bring it home, and drink it while he watched TV. One night, as he finished his last beer, the doorbell rang. He stumbled to the door and found a six-foot cockroach standing there. The bug grabbed him by the collar and threw him across the room, then left. The next night, after he finished his 4th beer, the doorbell rang. He walked slowly to the door and found the same six-foot cockroach standing there. The big bug punched him in the stomach, then left. The next night, after he finished his 1st beer, the doorbell rang again. The same six-foot cockroach was standing there. This time he was kneed in the groin and hit behind the ear as he doubled over in pain. Then the big bug left. The fourth night Frank didn't drink at all. The doorbell rang. The cockroach was standing there. The bug beat the snot out of Frank and left him in a heap on the living room floor. The following day, Frank went to see his doctor. He explained events of the preceding four nights. "What can I do?" he pleaded. "Not much" the doctor replied. "There's just a nasty bug going around." ...................... Ask T The alter ego with the answers ..................... A lady in Kansas writes.... "Dear T. As a devoted horticulturist, I thought you would enjoy hearing this. After years of paying outlandish water bills in the Summer trying to keep my flowers from wilting..." T... "And constantly weeding and battling insects..." Stop it T, you're making that up. "I decided to cover my back yard and all my flower beds in concrete and install a nice artificial lawn and plastic flowers in a realistic looking synthetic soil. Since then I am amazed at how much more time I have for enjoying life and visiting the great pubs on Union avenue..." Sigh. Click Add and come help me do the dishes Enjoy the ride. All you take with you when you leave is the experience. |
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6/30/2008 4:40 pm |
100*F is too much ! You have extreme temperatures not only in winter but in summer,too. Take care. We are in our low 80+*F at the moment.Loved Joanie's words. Give her my greetings. Hugs to both of you, Mariya Keep love in your heart ! SL
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6/30/2008 8:10 pm |
hey sit T how are you my friend good to see you and have a great day  straight from the heart 
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7/1/2008 7:14 am |
Joan, Would we have dared to touch the moon if the dark had scared us away, and would we have discovered language if we hadn’t had so much to say? Would we have ever believed in hope if we thought we were just grains of sand, would the sun and the stars have led us if we hadn’t seen more beyond land? The incredible will of the human mind overcomes the unknown we fear to find. In Love & constant thoughts Perfection Isn't Sexy
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 7/2/2008 4:22 pm |
What a beautiful post by Joan, she sounds like an amazing women
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7/5/2008 2:53 am |
 Must try that Gingerman recipe  I heard they make the best, as long as you don't bite off their heads  It's nice to be insane when No one is looking 
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7/11/2008 4:28 am |
Hey James, Bob and I had the chemical controversy. I've got a ground cover which has strangled out everything else. It's called Bishop's weed. It reminds me of the settlers of this country, and how they couldn't share it with it's natives. We weeded and weeded mulched with black plastic weed stuff and cedar mulch - but that stuff keeps on coming through. So, one day although I'd told him I didn't want him to (for the same reasons you have) he used round-up. I was so upset. It didn't work anyway. Another time he used a torch (it also didn't work. I'm thinking ought to market the stuff. It's supposed to make women more amorous. Joan, The "litttle c" brought you to the same thoughts that it led me to. It awakened me to my life. And I love the ocean metaphor. I have a meditation which I recorded on a walk which leads the listener from the ocean to the moisture rising to the clouds and coming back down as rain, becoming the ocean once again. My heart salutes yours, sister.
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