Wednesday, November 25, 2009

On The Oilfield Road Again!

Here we go again.

ThatManILove has received a work assignment in the Bakken Shale in North Dakota. (Why doesn't my industry drill wells in Hawaii?)

So, Thanksgiving morning will find us flying to Denver to spend a couple of days together before he flies up to the beautiful land of North Dakota for his first gig. And it could become sort of his home away from home, like Pennsylvania did last year. One thing's good - he has his cold weather clothes from Pennsylvania. I think it snows in North Dakota!

We’re staying at the Magnolia Hotel Denver . The good thing about booking a hotel on Thanksgiving? They’re having a special! We’re staying in their top room for around $150 per night, and it’s a boutique hotel.

I LOVE it when we find deals like that. I'll post pix, I promise!

I’ll be back home Sunday night - a friend is keeping our dogs and housesitting - and all is well with my world.

Except it’s 10:30 p.m. and I’ve not packed a thing. And our flight is at 7:30 a.m.

Such is mi vida loca!

Happy Thanksgiving, y’all!

And...happy trails, until we meet again!

Sunday, November 22, 2009

My iPhone Needs A Little Charge...

I just flew into Houston.

Walked past all those iPhone/iPod vending machines without a second thought.
Arrived at my hotel room, and unpacked. Clothing, makeup, etc. for tomorrow - check.

Computer, charger - check.

iPod - Two. Two? Yup. Mine. AND ThatManILove's. He's gonna kill me. Oh, maybe not. Earphones - Three. Sets. Again, mine, TMIL's, and an extra he bought me because I liked the color of the earphones. Cord to hook iPod up to radio in room? One. Except, the radio has no iPod hookup. People! What are you thinking??? iPod plug in jack - One. Cord to plug in to iPod and electrical outlet?

None. Nada. Zip. Zilch.

Charge remaining on iPhone? About 1/8.

Lord - You turned water into wine. You parted the seas. Would you keep my iPhone charged until I can grab another cord in the morning?

'Til then, I respectfully remain...

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

The Time is Now...

This evening, ThatManILove and I arrived at the house around the same time. We decided to take the Wonderdogs to the park.

Upon our arrival, I noticed a pit bull pup I met way back in August. She had grown so much. Her owner walked up, and we visited. I confirmed that the pup was indeed the same little bitty pup I’d seen in August. She is so sweet, and it was good to see her and her owner.

I had my camera with me, which caused the pup’s owner to ask me questions about it. She asked about pictures, and I told her some of my dog park pix were posted on my blog, and on the Midland Dog Park site. We introduced ourselves, and my last name stopped her in her tracks.

“Are you related to Sherry?”, she asked. “Yes,” I said, “She’s my sister-in-law.”

(I’ll stop there for a second, and give you some background. TMIL is one of 6 sons in his family, 5 of whom are living. Some 4 or 5 years ago, after one of our huge extended family Christmas gatherings where we draw names for presents, TMIL and I suggested to his family that instead of swapping presents between 5 brothers, their wives, and all their chilluns, that we all come together and adopt families for Christmas, through our churches and the Salvation Army. On the night of our family celebration, we would come together, separate the adopted family presents, and all go different ways to deliver presents to those families*. In addition to the presents, we gave the parents of each family a gift card to HEB. Afterwards, we would regroup at TMIL’s mom’s house, and have Christmas dinner.

The family loved this idea, and it’s since become an annual tradition.

Okay, back to the dog park.)

She said, “I will never forget your last name. I need to tell you a story that happened in my life.”

Her sister’s family was one that was given to TMIL's brother, his wife, Sherry, and TMIL's mom for adoption that Christmas. At the time, this young lady was living with her sister, had just given birth to a son, and as such, was a single mom. She wasn’t on anyone’s list, but Sherry and TMIL's mom found out about her, and included she and her son in the adopted family’s Christmas.

I said, “I remember this story! No way would anyone in our family leave you and your newborn son out!”

The young lady said, “I’ll never forget that Christmas. And someday, I hope to be able to do that same thing for someone else.”

TMIL and I both said, “You will. You will.”

She and her son lived at Midland Fair Havens** (an awesome local facility that helps single moms find jobs while providing child care and housing)and she worked and entered college. She is now married, attending college full time, and will soon be entering nursing school. She runs into Sherry from time to time, and always thanks her for that Christmas way back when. She is such a precious woman, and doesn’t even know how much she blessed us tonight by sharing this story.

I wanted to write this tonight because:

The time is now to help someone.

The time is now to contact your church, or your local Salvation Army, and ask for a family to adopt for Christmas.

The life you bless...may be your own.

*Most organizations ask you to buy gifts and clothes for kids up to age 14. When we found this out, we asked for more information for each family...because what if there was a 15 year old in the house? Or a 17 year old? In almost every family, there was extended family including older children. They would have been excluded. It was in the asking for more information about the household that we discovered the situation with this single mom and her newborn son living with her sister, and included them. Don’t be afraid to push for more information concerning your adopted family.

**Right now, if you'd like to donate to Midland Fair Havens, Denver Mattress will match your donation dollar for dollar! If you have an extra $5, $10, or whatever, please go and donate!

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Greta and Buckshot, By Request

Y'all remember Buckshot the Visla pup? Well, the unidentified schnauzer in this pix has now been identified! Her name is Greta.

ThatManILove took the Wonderdogs to the dog park this morning. While there, Greta's mom told TMIL that she had heard that I posted a picture of her dog and asked how to find it. TMIL told her to go to my blog and search for Greta, not knowing I didn't know the schnauzer's name.

So, to make her search so much easier, I present for your viewing pleasure, Greta. And, by right of the fact that it is her shot, too, Buckshot the Visla pup!

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Where The River Runs

Last weekend, when we were in Pennsylvania, we found ourselves on the banks of the Neshannock River. We were supposed to be shopping, but instead, our friends walked the streets of the small village, and we stayed on the bank of the river and watched the fly fisherman do their thing. We didn't even talk about it, both of us just gravitated towards that water.

I think we needed to breathe. We've been soooo busy.

It was beautiful. The reflections of the trees in the river. The rocks. Beautiful rocks. The river, looking oh so peaceful, but running at a pretty pace. Is it any wonder ThatManILove loves fly fishing?

We have to get away, and go do this one thing. Go fly fishing.

Last time we went, ThatManILove set me up with all the gear, the waders, everything. We were in Denver. In June of a now way-past year. In June, in Colorado, people, the water is cold! But still, we went. And ThatManILove confesses now that he thought I might stay in the water an hour. I stayed in until dark, him patiently teaching me how to cast my line. Him, tying on yet another fly.

I fell in love with it. It, meaning all. The river. The fly fishing. The experience.

And we’ve not been back. Not once. The closest we’ve been happened last weekend. We live in the desert...have to travel to get to water. And lakes are closer than rivers.

But after last weekend, I’ve been thinking a lot about the peace on that Neshannock River, and that quiet place ThatManILove needs from time to time. Creative souls do, ya know. They need to regroup and get their creative mojo back. They need quiet.

I think I’ll surprise him. Set up a trip just for fly fishing, and nothing else. No visits. No business.

Just fly fishing.

And if he wants to fly fish alone, I'll just go down to the river from time to time, be quiet and take pictures. I'll love that. But more than that, I'll love that he's doing what he fishing.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Contest Winners for the Pennsylvania Contest

This virus is draining me. I don’t think I have one brain cell left! And I don’t even drink...well, okay, sometimes. Maybe.

I totally forgot I have a contest to award! And it's Friday the 13th, so no matter what the boogity woogities tell ya, it is your lucky day!

Last week, we flew into the PA. I asked you bloggers the following question:

Wait. Did I tell you how much you all rock for even indulging me in this game I call life? Well, you do! Rock!!

We are going to:_______(fill in the blank!).

Next time I’ll be a little more specific, but I knew y’all would be creative and funny. And I promised that the funniest answer gets a $50 gift card to his/her choice of stores. And then, I promised that the closest answer gets a $75 give care to his/her choice of stores.

Who won?

Funniest: Sandy at ibeati. Her answer?

We are going to: Intercourse, Pennsylvania or to see my mother in Quakertown but do not tell her you went to Intercourse first!! (I could just see me telling Sandy's mom - "We did Intercourse this morning, then drove to Quakertown.")

Closest: Irish Gumbo

We are going to: Hellinnahandbasket, a small town not too far from Pittsburgh. It’s warm there, I hear. :)

What did we really do?

We went to: Bethel Park, Pennsylvania, (right behind the Trax Farms) ( a place not too far from Pittsburgh) (see why he won?) to a housewarming party at John and Suzan’s new house. It was hotter than Hellinnahandbasket because so many people were there. And it’s a two story house with a basement, people, plenty of room, but packed, packed, packed with people! A steaming success! Okay, it wasn’t that hot, but it was packed! And fun! And the new house is BEAUTIMOUS! Suzan, Becky, John, Cara all worked their butts off to make this party go down.

And I have to give a third award to VodkaMom, because she threatened me and made me laugh. You’ll have to go back to comments to read it. I’m trying really hard to keep things PG13 here.

So, Sandy, Irish, and VodkaMom (you heifer), e-mail me with your choice of stores, and your addresses, and the cards will be in the mail post-haste!

Congratulations!!! One more question...

Do you think that's enough contests for one month?

Thursday, November 12, 2009

I May Live After All

I'm feeling much better today, thanks for your prayers!

I HAD to go into the office today. I touched nothing, infected no-one, and barely saw anyone. I went straight into my office (in my sweats, no less! What a way to impress the people at your new job!), shut the door, and hopped on a 4 hour conference call. I'm the secretary on the board of the National American Association of Drilling Engineers; though I couldn't be there in person, I was there via conference call to take notes, etc. I couldn't talk, so was on IM with a coworker (in OKC) who would talk for me. All in the spirit of teamwork, people, teamwork!!! But because I was sick, I missed this annual event, which is hosted by the National AADE. Waaaah. I mean, who doesn't love Cajun cooking, of wild game and fish? (no store-bought meat for these guys!)

Oh, well. After the conference call, I came straight home and went right to sleep. This stuff is knocking me out!

I think I can see the the end of the tunnel...

Wednesday, November 11, 2009


I know, I skipped a post.

And I may skip a few more, because I'm sick. After all my prevention methods and running away from sick people, I now have the runny nose, running fever, deep cough, chest-hurting version of the flu. I've been to the doctor and I'm taking meds. I can barely stay awake, so I must take a break and rest. And yes, I'm staying out of the public,'re safe. From me, anyhow.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Shots From Pennsylvania (Yes, Tami, I Was This Close!!!)

Covered Bridge Road near New Wilmington, Pennsylvania. (I was so close to Tami of Pennsylvania Wild Woman but we were unsuccessful in meeting! Oh, well, I'll be back!)
The Elephant and Castle Pub at Grove City, Pennsylvania...and a subsequent bar shot.
Jerry, a fly fisherman from Clarion, PA, showing his cast, on the Neshannock River. I just started taking pictures, and we visited a while. He didn't seem to mind that I was taking pictures, and I promised to send them to him. For you fly fishing enthusiasts, he has a fly fishing blog named Streamside Tales!

We're heading home now, awaiting our Southwest flight at Chicago Midway. Y'all have a great day!

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Ask a Question...

We have an engagement this evening, so I'm writing this post a little early (or late, depending on when you read!).

I'm going to open this one up to you...

Ask any question you want* about me** (keep them relatively clean, please) and I'll answer it. I promise. So have fun!

For now, I'm going to dry my hair, get dressed, and we're hitting the streets of Cranberry, PA!

* excluding contest question

**added later because Bare-Eyed Sun asked "what numerical expression using only three instances of the numeral "4" yields "55"? and immediately made me a liar...'coz that's one I can't answer...immediately, anyway!

Friday, November 6, 2009

We're in Pennsylvania! (Yep, Another Contest!)

After leaving the house at 5:30 a.m., ThatManILove and I finally in Pennsylvania after a full day of flying.

We are going to:________________(fill in the blank!). You must leave your answer in the blog comments.

The funniest answer gets a $50 gift card to your choice of stores!

The closest answer gets a $75 gift card to your choice of stores!

Be creative! Contest ends Monday night at 6 p.m.

Excluded from this contest: SKA, JKA, BAM, KAB. TG, BD and CD. You know who you are and you know I love you!

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Tragedy at Fort Hood - Ways You Can Help!

You probably know that there were lives lost today at Fort Hood. If you're in close proximity to Texas, click on the link to see how we can all help.

Our prayers go out to those wounded, as well as to the families and friends of those who are grieving for their lost ones. May the Lord, God of ALL comfort, pour over them all during this time.

God bless you all.

Neighbor Update

My neighbor, Jeanine, returned home from the emergency room at midnight Tuesday night. All her vital signs had stabilized, and the E.R. had her return to her normal doctor Wednesday.

Her doctor has done a total body scan, MRI, blood work, EKG, the entire drill. They can find nothing, but this doctor isn't stopping until she finds out what's going on, which I think is cool! Our neighbor is fit as a fiddle, or has been until this happened. Doctor put her on a monitor to see if she'll have another episode (she's been having them every three days or so, and then Tuesday night was her second in two days). Like Bob said on my comments yesterday, the doctor's even checking to see if it's an inner ear problem, or what. What's really worrying everyone is the dizziness, headache following, and also, a form of sweating and clamminess immediately after each episode.

Thanks for your prayers, and please continue. I'll keep you updated. Jeanine's a sweetie, and we wanna keep her around for a while!

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Prayers Please, for My Sweet Neighbor

Tonight we came home from an election party to find an ambulance parked in front of our house.

People, let me tell you, that’s more than a little unsettling. (And even more so, one night last week, I dreamt that there was an ambulance in front of our house. Now that’s weird.) Turned out, it was our sweet neighbor, who had experienced several dizzy spells. She’s the epitome of health, and a real go-getter, so I’m sure this is no big deal. They’re at the hospital now.

So, instead of my usual story, picture, or contest, I’m going to ask you something...

Will you please pray for my neighbor and her family? I'd sure appreciate it.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

And The Winner Is......

May I have a spin of the rolodex please? Janie's contacts are listed below, and the total number of contacts is:

Say-rah (that's Texan for Sara) (well, maybe not Texan,
but we can dream!) at SSP said...

oh my god - i hope you use a blue tooth, girl, you are going to give yourself a brain tumor!! (yeah yeah, i know, urban legend, but STILL!!)...OK I am so in...I guess 4913.

Well, she was only 7 contacts too high. So, Sara-girl, send me your addy and I'll be sending you a Starbucks Gift Card for $49.06 + a $50 kicker, because that's how I roll!

Stay tuned for the next contest, and of course, thanks for playing along! Y'all were all so close!

Monday, November 2, 2009

Funny Door Mats and FL's Spanx Experience

We were walking the drag at Fredericksburg this weekend, and our friend Rick pointed out these mats to us. I know, Wine Commonsewer, you're going to want this first one, aren't you?

Okay, so I'm easily amused. So shoot me. Which is your favorite? (You might get it in the mail!)

PS - for one of the funniest posts I've read about Spanx in a while, go visit Fragrant Liar. Make sure you have no liquid in your mouth, and that you've been to the bathroom first.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Somebody's Watching You

Tonight, we ran through the Starbucks en route to Fredericksburg.

ThatManILove pulled up to the speaker to order, and the barista begins to speak.

“Welcome to Starbucks! Would you like a pumpkin spice latte? Or could I interest you in a caramel macchiato or pumpkin coffee cake?”

I might not have her spiel right, because I was laughing so hard at TMIL I couldn’t hear her.

You see, the entire time she was giving her little Welcome to Starbucks speech, he was wagging his head and mocking her. And it cracked me up.

And then, she said, “Don’t be wagging that head at me and making fun of know I can see every move you make!” And then, she cracked up. We could hear all the baristas laughing in the store.

I wish I’d had a camera.

I laughed so hard I couldn’t breathe. ThatManILove got a kick out of it, too!