Saturday, November 22, 2008

I NEED HELP!!!!!!!

How in the world do you decide what color, shape, size, design of tile to use on the walls. The new counters are very light so I didn't want something to light on the walls. I will try and take pictures of what we have selected so far.

Not the best pictures but they will give you and idea of what it looks like. There are several different pieces of tile. Only one of each kind to check out the color in the light of our kitchen.

The two pictures above are the same thing. One is just closer than the other. The bottom piece, all the little small pieces, has pieces of the same tile as the larger piece above it. At the very top is a half round bronze color glass tile. That kind of finishes off the top and it matches the darker pieces in the bottom group of tiles. See the little dark oblong pieces. I kind of like this.

These tiles are darker. The bottom and the square in the middle match. I don't know about the strip above the bottom piece. It is prettier in person and has a shine to it. I like the tile right below the half round, the dark narrow piece. It is a beautiful color and looks like crystals sprinkled through it. I don't like the arrangement.

The only thing different here is the 6 X 6 square tile. It is the same color as the tile in the first two picture. The little square tiles.

Anyway these are a few pieces we bought today to see how they looked with the counter. I forgot to take one of the cutting boards of corian with me to look at tile. I will remember next time.

Do you think I need colored tile? I had thought of just white with trim in color. I just don't know. I glad I'm not building a house it would take me forever to decide.

I do have help coming, yeah! Brneyedgal, my daughter, will be here Friday. Then the shopping, decorating, work begins.

I'm off work 5 days. I don't go back until Tuesday. We can have it done by then, right?

Thursday, November 20, 2008

It only took 30 years

But I finally got new counter tops. The counters were 1 inch square green and brown glass tiles. I hated them! They were hard to keep clean with all of those grout lines. They were uneven and would not stay glued down. There was one end of the counter that the tiles always came loose. I would reattach them but finally gave up. They ended up just laying there loose & ugly.

This is what I have now. CORIAN

Ain't it purdy!

Here are the faucets I selected. (just ignore the wall behind the counter) That will be the next thing to be updated. I won't even tell you what we had up there.

After we fix the torn up walls behind the counter it's on to the floor. I'm just hoping I can have most of it done before Christmas. Wish me luck!

Sunday, November 16, 2008


I can relate to part of this but can you imagine, lol..

My daughter in law sent me this.


I actually kept my mammogram appointment. I was met with, 'Hi, I'm Belinda!' This perky clipboard carrier smiled from ear to ear, tilted her head to one side and crooned, 'All I need you to do is step into this room right here, strip to the waist, then slip on this gown. Everything clear? I'm thinking, 'Belinda, try decaf. This ain't rocket science.'

Belinda skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors. With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me (literally) to the left and said, 'Hmmmm. Can you stand on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can get everything?' Fine, I answered. I was freezing, bruised, and out of air, so why not use the remaining circulation in my legs and neck and finish me off? My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with my other boob wedged between those two 4 inch pieces of square glass) when we heard, then felt a zap! Complete darkness and the power went off! 'Oh, maintenance is working. Bet they hit a snag.' Belinda headed for the door.
'Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vise alone are you?' I shouted.
Belinda kept going and said, 'Oh, you fussy puppy...the door's wide open so you'll have the emergency hall lights. I'll be right back.' Before I could shout 'NOOOO!' she disappeared.

And that's exactly how Bubba and Earl, maintenance men extraordinaire, found me, half-naked and part of me dangling from the Jaws of Life, and the other part smashed between glass! After exchanging polite 'Hi, how's it going' type greetings, Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter disbelief, if I knew the power was off. Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much calmness as possible 'Uh, yes, yes I did thanks.' 'You bet, take care' Bubba replied and waved good-bye as though I'd been standing in the line at the grocery store.

Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish grin. Making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said, 'Oh I am sooo sorry!' The power came back on and I totally forgot about you! And silly me, I went to lunch. Are we upset?'

And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up between the clamps...

Saturday, November 15, 2008

WOW It's almost here



Do you realize how close it is getting to Christmas. I can't believe it is just around the corner.

Does anyone shop Black Friday? I did once in Arlington, Texas. It wasn't that bad but I don't think I would do it again. There were several of my kids there for Thanksgiving. We left the guys at home (to babysit & watch football) and all of the women went shopping. Everyone had a good time and the crowd wasn't to bad. That was the only time I have shopped on Black Friday.

I have to start getting the house ready for all of the kids and grandkids that will be here for Christmas. I know the girls with be here with there familys but I don't know about my son and his family. The above photo is his son. I sure hope they can make it but it depends on his job. It's a fairly new job and he has to go where they tell him. Sometimes he is gone from home 2 weeks at a time. I really don't know if he likes his job. He is very much a family man and hates being away from his wife and son. I just know we are going to have a BIG Christmas.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Meme? Why is it called a Meme?

I know little kids jump up and down and yell "meme pick me"

Anyway, my darling daughter tagged me for a this. So here goes my first Meme.

Four places I go over and over:

1. Work
2. Dillons (local grocery store)
3. Alco (at one time it was called Duckwalls)
4. Wal Mart (I hate going there just to busy for me)

Four people who e-mail me regularly:

1. Tammy (ya'll know her as brneyedgal)
2. Terri (youngest of my girls)
3. Christina (wife of my son and a great daughter-in-law)
4. Shawna (my partner in crime at work)

Four of my favorite places to eat:

1. Playa Azul (local restaurant in my town)
2. Ted's Cafe Escondido in OKC
3. Sticky Fingers in Wilmington, N.C.
4. The Prime Rib at the Orleans Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas

Four places I'd rather be:

1. Oklahoma
2. North Carolina
3. Ireland
4. Las Vegas (anyone want to go with me?)

Four TV shows I could watch over and over:

1. The Carol Burnett Show (loved that show)
2. I Love Lucy
3. CSI (Vegas or New York can't stand the other one)
4. Myth Busters

Okay that's it, I'm finished. I will not tag anyone because I wouldn't know who to tag. Give me a few months at this first.

Oh, thanks for tagging me. It gave me something to write about. Wait until this weekend and I have time to dig through my old photos. I'll see if I can find some good photos of the family.

Yeah that's it good pictures of the family. snicker snicker

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Teens and Concerts

My daughter blogged about the fun she had at concerts when she was a teenager.

Now The Rest Of The Story.

My point of view was very different. The one I really remember she talked me into. I just had this feeling that something was going to happen. Ya know when you get those feelings. Against my better judgment I let her go. My daughter, her best friend (a nice girl I really liked) and these two thugs. I knew of these boys and didn't like what I had heard. My daughter is saying they are just a means of transportation. Just a way to get to and from the concert. So off they go to this concert in Wichita, 86 miles from home. It started getting late her Dad , not worried at all, goes to bed. I stayed up watching TV. Trying to get my mind off of all the terrible things that could happen. It begins to get much much much later. I'm really worried now, she isn't home, it's time for her to be home. The phone rings. I say hello, the voice at the other end says "Mom, we're at the police department in Park City, I say "WHAT, your Where"

To make a long story short, they all lived, they didn't have a wreck but they did get stuck in the mud. Lost somewhere on some road, tried to turn around and got stuck. The police came along and the boys were in no condition to drive and the girls didn't have drivers license yet.
I woke my husband. He contacted one of the boys Dad and they went and got the kids.

I don't know how she was able to go to so many concerts after that!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Veterans Day

Today isn't just a day off with pay but a day to honor ALL Veterans. I thank all men and women who have served in the military. They are the ones who have give us the freedoms that we so enjoy. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.

My Dad and my Uncle were in the service during WWII. Dad served state side as a guard at prisoner of war camp until almost the end of the war. When Japan surrendered he was aboard a ship with the invasion force on their way to Japan. I'm so glad he didn't have to fight.

My Uncle was with General Patton from landing at Normandy to Berlin. I know he was awarded several medals, the bronze star, the silver star, I'm not for sure what else. When I was a kid I got into his foot locker and found some of the medals. I know the army tried to make him an officer and he turned it down. It was very hard to get him to talk about the war. I know he liberated several concentration camps. He had photographs that he took and a friend developed of those camps. They were horrible, rows and rows of bodies. The people that were left alive were very afraid of the Americans. Uncle said they had to break into their barracks (the Nazis had told them that the Americans were worse than they were) Uncle said they had to give them food and medical aid before they began to believe that they really were free.

These military people fighting in wars go through hell. It changes them forever and they do it to keep this county free. I thank them from the bottom of my heart.