Anecdotes, Antidotes, and Anodes

This Photo Needs a Caption !

My grandson...found this on his mommy's Facebook wall !

Any captions ?

Bloedel Reserve. Bainbridge Island, Washington !

Not sure how long I've been visiting her blog but do know that I enjoy what goes on over there.  Janis, at Life According to Jan and Jer is hosting Mon Funday this week.  Here is what she has to say:

Hello my friends....this weeks' challenge is all about spring. Here is what I want you to do.....Take a photo of whatever represents Spring to You....and tell us why.

One thing that represents spring for me is flowers. So here are some flowers that were photographed at the Bloedel Reserve on Bainbridge Island Washington. There is a ulterior motive for posting these photos because there is someone out there who knows the names of these flowers...

That someone might just be you...

1)

2)

3) 

PamelaJamela has told me what this one is already...Angel Trumpet ?
I can't remember.

4)

 

Everyone knows this is the "Puff-Flower."  Also known as the "Wish-Flower."

"A weed is a plant that has mastered every survival skill except for learning how to grow in rows."
----Doug Larson

"A weed is but an unloved flower."
---Ella Wheeler Wilcox

"Dandelions can grow in a crack with no dirt, water, or air. There is no known way to kill them that does not involve Agent Orange. So, just give up and love them and call them something else...like Puff Flowers or Wish Flowers."
---"Swampy"

                     

Anode Man

For almost a week now, I have been coughing, hacking, snorting, and snotting. (Repeat)

For about four days, my voice went missing. AnodeMan was a little bit amused. OK. He was a lot amused!  Today, I sound more like a bullfrog than a nagging witch. Guess that makes me a nagging bullfrog.

It all started in Oklahoma, continued on to Arizona, and at the present finds me in bed wondering what the heck happened to Kansas. My bracket blew up ! 

But I digress. The title of this post is AnodeMan. Many of you have been so kind to e-mail and remind me there haven't been any posts about him lately.

It goes without saying, he's not too thrilled with the stories shared with the GlobWorld, but my counterpoint is, "then don't do things that give me glob fodder." (For those of you thinking I can't spell, I can spell, but my fingers are very lysdexic.)

Amazing.

There is a rule about going to the grocery store:  Never grocery shop when you're hungry. 

Surely, there is some rule for AnodeMan when he goes shopping.

All I asked for was some chicken soup, Sprite, and rainbow sherbet.  

Mowing the Easter Basket Rye Grass

Sub-Title: Edward Scissorhands.

This post won't make too much sense unless you read this post.  So, in case you don't have the time to "clink that link," let me briefly explain.

We plant rye grass seeds and grow our own grass for the Easter baskets in our family. Since I happened to be with Little Miss P last week, we had fun with this project.

She decided her grass needed to be trimmed just a bit...

 

Notice the movement of those scissors and she snips away.

Some of you moms may be wondering if Little Miss P asked permission to do this. 

Yes, she did...after she had already trimmed a couple of the pots. Her mommy said that the cuttings filled the vacumn canister.

Her daddy is contemplating selling their lawn mower and just turning her loose on the yard this summer with a pair of scissors in both hands.

Reese Witherspoon and Ree Drummond aka: Pioneer Woman

Even though the whole wide world knows this, it's only proper that this post appear at Anecdotes.

Why ? Because four years ago I didn't even know what a blog was until my Seattle SIL showed me Confessions of a Pioneer Woman.

I was hooked on her belches, Ethel Merman singing in the closet, calf nuts, picking at toe-lint, and all the other fantastically written stories there. Not to mention, the exquisite photography and later the scrumpdillyumptious recipes that have since made it into a Number One Bestselling Cookbook.

Yes, I may be just a wee bit prejudiced because I have memories of Ree in high school...a blur of red hair and a dimpled smile.  That hasn't changed, but who knew she would trade in her tutu's and ballet slippers for jeans and boots ?

Just in case you've been hiding under a rock, and didn't know, here's what I'm talking about.

Ree, thanks for inspiring me to learn more about my computer and photography. You motivated me to buy a camera and take lessons. And, even though I'm not the photographer you are, I have captured some beautiful shots of our grandchildren that are treasures to many. I must say, though, I'm not too happy with you about the extra pounds that have appeared since using some of your recipes.

Here are a few links about this topic:

THIS one.

THAT one.

Another one

Debra the Zebra's New Do

Instead of enjoying the music and food and fun at Festival of the West, I am holed-up in a dark motel room somewhere in Phoenix, wondering if I'm going to cough myself into the next decade.

My voice sounds like Minnie Mouse, my throat feels like I've swallowed hot pokers, the voices in my head have been replaced by beating drums, someone must have stuffed a bale of cotton up my nose, and there is a bell choir performing in my ears !

And that's the good news !

Actually, there IS good news.  When I stumbled into the bathroom this morning, it was such a relief to know my hair looks great !  Here's proof.

 

Front view.

 

Side view.

For those of you who are contemplating whether to comment or not, save these, they've been posted on Facebook already:

1)  Lady GaGa called. She wants her outfit back.
2)  Debra the Zebra (not Zee-bra)
3)  Blinged. Blanged. Blonged.
4) Sorry about your unfortunate accident with that zebra.

Growing Grass...

RYE GRASS !!!  And just what kind of GRASS were YOU thinking you would find after you Googled "Growing Grass?"  Huh ?

 

These little plastic saucers will be placed in some type of Easter basket and then jelly beans, itty bitty stuffed bunnies and chicks, and chocolates will be added...

Remember seeing this only a week ago ?

It now looks like this

 

OK. Here's what you do.  Sit and stare at this grass for about thirty minutes and I promise you can see it growing.  I promise !  REALLY ! 

Some of you asked about "the tradition of growing rye grass Easter baskets."  That's a family tradition not any tradition that I know of for regions of the U.S. But who knows, it could become one...

Hopefully, Little Miss P and  Baby Dub-Ya's mommy will take pictures so we can see the the finished product.

Baby Dub-Ya

Time flies when you're with grandkids...

Ten Weeks Old and PRECIOUS ! 

While Baby Dub-Ya was ooing-cooing-and-smiling, the rye grass for the Easter baskets that was planted FOUR days ago was growing-growing-growing.

 

 

Of course, everyone knows the grass grows faster if there's someone there to watch it.

It's still not too late to do THIS !

Nestle Crunch

If you don't have about f.o.u.r. minutes, just stop reading and move on.  (When you do have an extra four minutes, come on back.  It will be four minutes you'll never get back, but it will be worth wasting them.)  If you do, and you want a smile to replace that frown on your face, or maybe to giggle just a little, or perhaps laugh a lot...then keep reading.

First of all, you may be asking yourself, "Self, what does a Nestle Crunch Bar and the photos following this one have to do with each other."

Since you appear to still be reading, willing to waste your time, here's where the smile(s) can happen:

A. Call the Nestle Taste You Already Love Is Now Even More Scrumptious Hot line at 1-800-295-0051.
(If it's busy, immediately try again TWICE...one call after another.  The third time will be the charm.)

B.  When asked if you want to continue in English or Spanish, wait quietly for about 10 seconds
(Ust-Jay  Rye-tray  Ought-nay  Ooh-tay   Mile-say.    Eye-yay   Air-day   Ooh-yay.) (Any Pig Latin enthusiasts want to translate that ?)

C. Keep going and press 4. Listen to all choices,

D. Press 7 to see how these photos relate to each other.

E. Of course, all the other choices are well worth your time, too:
1. Knock Knock Joke
2. Back Yard Game of Catch
3. Bubble Wrap
4. Cannon Ball Off the Diving Board
5. Nougee Given to Co-Worker
6. Affection Between Boy & Girl
7. ???

So, what other productive activities are planned for the rest of your day ?

Don't forget, it's St. Patrick's Day...are you wearing green ?

Do These Pants Make My Butt Look Big ?

Yesterday was a wonderful day for a gallop across the plains of 'Okrahoma' on my trusty steed, and as always, armed with my camera to document the happenings along the way. There was ample time to visit with some friends along the way.  It seems as though all of them had the same concern...

Do these orange and black stripes make my butt look big ?

 

Does this fur make my butt look big ?

Do these spots make my butt look big ?

Does this geometric print make my butt look big ?

Do these black and white stripes make my butt look big ?

Does this texture make my butt look big ?

Please provide your fashion critique for any or all of these lovely ladies as if they were walking down the Red Carpet, just before entering the Kodak Theatre as did many other celebrities the other evening.