This past week I passed the aftermath of a fatal accident on a highway. The next day when I looked up the accident report I learned that the victim was a thirteen year old boy. He was travelling with his dad and brother. According to the news “Troopers say (the father), was driving a Honda Civic when he came up behind the slower moving tractor-trailer. The(driver) started to change lane, but hit the back end of the rig, sending his car into a skid across the median.” The posted speed limit for the area is 70 miles per hour. It is believed he was going slightly in excess of that while passing.
Summer is almost over and for many of us that means college football is about to begin. In the south, it is said there are three seasons: football, recruiting and spring practice. Fans obsess over every player – who is hurt, who shows promise and who gained too much weight in the off-season. I am personally counting down the days until my football team kicks off in the Chick-Fil-A Kick-Off Classic in Atlanta, Georgia. On August 31, my alma mater, the Alabama Crimson Tide, will face off against the Virginia Tech Hokies (a hokie is a bird in case you did not know). Alabama has won the last two NCAA National Championships and three out of the last four awarded. This year, my team will strive to win three consecutive national titles which would make them the only team in the modern era to do so. Unfortunately, there are a lot of teams standing in our way in this potentially historic season and my nails will be bitten to the nubs before it ends. However, I will be watching each week in hopes that Alabama can reach this great milestone. Continue reading
Back in the 80s I had an overweight friend that wanted to join the Navy. To qualify for the placement he wanted he had to lose something like seventy pounds in a few months. To aid him, his mother, a nurse at the time, gave him this diet. My friend dieted three days a week, every week for a couple of months and easily lost the weight he needed. He gave the diet to me and I used it many times over the years, but eventually lost my copy. Internet searches yielded plenty of other diets, but none were the same unless I was willing to buy them, which I wasn’t. Then not too long ago I found my copy. Here it is for you, free… Continue reading
After spending four hours last weekend at a car wash raising money for a non-profit, I came home to find my husband in the middle of a project on our screened in porch. Two years ago, he decided to turn that porch into a greenhouse so that he could grow vegetables from seed and have them ready to plant in the spring. He covered the entire space with plastic sheeting, got a space heater and planted tomatoes, peppers and squash in red solo cups. For two months, these tender plants flourished until one night he forgot to turn on the space heater. All of that work gone to waste was disheartening and he abandoned the greenhouse plan, but the plastic sheeting remained. The space became the favorite haven for our cats and many a morning we discovered the prey they had captured and killed during the night. My kids likened the space to Dexter’s killing room and the porch became a family joke. I would not even enter the area, but it was in full view from the breakfast table and hard to ignore.
When I got home this past weekend, my husband had gotten rid of the plastic sheeting, removed the old screens and was just finishing up sweeping the space. That left us with a perfectly blank template. I love to refinish furniture and have also refinished our hardwood floors in the house. Looking at all of that virgin, unstained wood, I shook off the fatigue of four hours of car washing and gathered up my trusty refinishing materials. By the time I came in for the night I had stained about one third of the upright portion of the porch a rich mahogany and the next day I stained the rest of the walls and applied polyurethane. I am now working on the floor. Once I finish, I will then have to paint the wicker and sew new covers for the pillows.
There is something about taking an object or space that is old or dated and transforming it into something beautiful again. There is also something mentally relaxing about engaging in home improvement projects, even if they might be physically taxing. When I am stripping furniture or painting a wall I have to keep a portion of my mind engaged on what I am doing so I don’t accidentally gouge the wood or paint the carpet. The rest of my mind just seems to go into a Zen like state where worries and troubles disappear. What types of projects do you do for mental enjoyment?
– Mary AAR
I work in the financial services industry. Not long ago a client told me a story about an unexpected windfall. A life insurance policy that she and her husband had surrendered for the cash value years before had a benefit that they hadn’t understood at the time. Part of the policy premiums they paid for years was invested in stocks or a fund that grew along with the death benefit of the policy. When the life insurance was surrendered that separate account was left untouched. Eventually her husband was diagnosed with a terminal illness, and before he passed away the family dealt with as much of his estate as they could. Somehow their names got on a list and they received a letter stating that, for a huge finder’s fee, a company would search for any unclaimed money in his name. Continue reading
This clip has been around a while, but when is this reminder not timely? Watch it ’til the end – gotta love that doctor!
Nearly four years ago I posted here about my intention to start using green cleaning products. While it was partially motivated by a desire to help the environment, my major motivation was personal: I have a lot of allergies that cause reactions to many commercially available cleaning products. Well, I started out with good intentions but until about three months ago didn’t quite live up to my original hopes.
In a recent romance I read (a European historical), there is the following dialogue between the heroine and her suitor:
“… If you turn polite on me now, I shall become very bored indeed.” – “And that’s the very worst, isn’t it? Becoming bored?” – “I detest it. I will go to great lengths to avoid it.”
Intellectually, I completely get the purpose of this little exchange. Continue reading
Summer time is often iced tea time at my house. Simple sweet tea is most often offered but as a treat I love Bellini Iced Tea, a drink I first “discovered” at Olive Garden. It is extremely easy to make.
Bellini Iced Tea
1 Quart Chilled Tea (Olive Garden uses Earl Grey but Lipton Specially Blended for Iced Tea Bags work fine)
1/4 to 1/2 cup Torani Peach or Sugar Free Peach Syrup, according to taste
1/4 to 1/2 cup Torani Raspberry or Sugar Free Raspberry Syrup, according to taste
Fresh peaches and raspberry for garnish if desired
Combine tea and syrups. Add Garnish of sliced peaches and a handful of raspberries if desired. Serve over ice.
– Maggie AAR
I can hardly believe it but I’ve now owned my latest laptop — a Dell Inspiron — for nearly three years. When first purchased, it was all sparkly and new and fast and well, just about everything I wanted. It’s still pretty darn fast and the hard drive has gobs of space on it, but it’s starting to show its age with periodic crashes and freezes. And most annoying, the wifi routinely requires tinkering. And the stupid thing weighs a ton (well, not really, but it feels that way when stuffed in a bag or pack along with everything else I need to carry).