Friday

reads

memory believes before knowing remembers. believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even remembers.

William Faulkner - Light of August

kate brought this series of books - thank you much.

your how old?

birthday month.
not happy.

Saturday

on being sensitive

Ok, so I am told by my male boarder, who has rented out from me for over a year, that he is a cross dresser!!
Ok, I can handle that, but now he is walking around in ladies lacy underwear ?
Ok, I can be as open minded as the next girlie but just something isn't kosher about a dude that is 6'9" and looks like Abe Lincoln strutting around in lacy underwear.
Ok, when I use the word "Ok" to many times you know I am a tad bugged.

Ok?

Friday

racism in the south

oh yah, got a beef. meant to yak about this the night it happened but we got involved in a discussion of 'manners' and just when is it appropriate to speak up concerning an injustice.

so - jord and kat go out to eat with kat's friends from brentwood and franklin.
(they picked a mexican restaurant to do this in)
kat's friends start slamming the workers because they were from mexico and mexican and spoke better spanish than english and so on and so on. jord doesn't put up with that in any circumstance and he told me the mind blower was that these 'rich, but ignorant, kids' did it right in the servers faces and not behind their backs like most good racists do.
they made rude, loud, caustic comments according to jord.
so ~ of course jord spoke up. boy, i guess the shinola hit the fan. jord lost his temper, kat became upset due to jord's 'rudeness' towards her friends in pointing out their 'racism' (snort) and it spilled over into the whole house later that night.

i am proud of you jord. even in and through discomfort you stuck up for what you knew was right and wrong.

who the f**k cares about 'manners' (again, i laugh) when this type of thinking is so blatant among our young here in the south. i'll step down while it's still a short entry.

Thursday

busy busy

being lax on the blogger updating. selling on ebay is going better than i expected and really keeping me hopping. my mistake was listing so many darn things at once. be good to get it all out the door though so i can concentrate on getting the stuff i'm keeping straight. be good to be sewing again too, actually. been awhile.

love the new blogger. wonder if j has had time to look at it. have to remind him to take a lookie loo.

pulling boxes out of the back storage closet and with my palm (yup) i'm swiping baby brown recluses as i go.
i really need to bomb 'em outta there one of these days.

Tuesday

brought to you by the letters I and J

1. your internet connection seem slow lately? try this and clean them pipes right on out. pipe scrubber
2. new update avail for the internet. hurry. downloadwww
3. weapons of mass destruction? proof - at last?

Friday

around the house doings

buttons

some of my button collection. couldn't get em all on here. the clean up would of been yucky

buttons. i have many, many tins of old and wonderful buttons. fat mother of pearl, leather, seeded pearls, ceramic, stone, ironwood, shell, enamel. on and on. i love them and what they represent. a little slice of a woman's sewing life. if only they could whisper.

sewing. yeah, back to sewing. boxes are taking up space in the living room waiting for me to open them up and trip down memory lane while i figure out just what i have to work with. found superman capes and an old halloween clown costume that jord won a contest with, most of my old antique hankies that i want to turn into a quilt. so much. all the stuff barbie laid on me before i moved could fill a small shop just in it's self. maybe this will help me get out of my phunk.

Sunday

animals

sick - o -- if you've got a weak stomach - as i do ------ well

from msu's landscape CAT [crop advisory team] alert web site

Adult Cuterebra flies are huge by fly standards. Some are as big as 3/4 of an inch or longer with robust and hairy, bumblebee-like bodies. They are rarely seen. Females lay their eggs in or near the entrance of the host's burrow (or cage). When the eggs mature, they are ready to hatch within seconds after the host's body heat is detected. To catch a host, the tiny maggot pops a hole in the skin of the egg and sticks out its hook-like mandible (jaws) and grabs hold of the fur of the unsuspecting host. Once on board, the maggot enters the host through a natural body opening or chews through one of its own making. After a few days the larva migrates to a particular area of the host's body, which varies with the species of the bot. [bot ? bot ? damn] Once suitably located, the tiny maggot forms a pocket-like warble (bot) just under the skin. The rabbit bot prefers the back of the neck [italics mine] while the mouse bot prefers the belly area. One species that attacks chipmunks, Cuterebra emasculator, seems to prefer the scrotum if its host happens to be male.

from dr barney

Outdoor cats pick them up when small flies lay eggs on the skin of the face. These eggs hatch into larvae which migrate into the nose and then under the skin to emerge from the neck or back of the animal. Once the larva drops from the animal, it eventually develops into a fly to complete the life cycle.

now the story - i finally caught the kitten. ya, it is wild as heck. after wrapping it in a towel i took a closer look at the bloody spot on it's neck. a frigging worm was sticking the end of it's bod out of this little hole in the kittens neck. did i puke? naw. i went and grabbed the rubbing alcohol and poured it all over. did it help ? doubtful. so i went searching on the net as to what it could possibly be since vets charge an arm and a leg to even look at an animal and jeez this one isn't even one of mine, it was probably dropped off along with it's mama. pox on people who dump animals. so --- this is what i'll be doing tomorrow. cutting a maggot out from under the kittens' neck. got the scalpel, betadine and enough gauze and tape to wrap a human arm. shall see if i can stomach this. true i am a medical assistant but damn it's a frigging worm or maggot or whatever you want to call it. the extent of my exposure to parasites are the books at UCLA and my morbid curiosity not the actual b.s. sigh.

Friday

the tree that was

the plum tree in the front yard was picked up by a gust of wind and laid over on it's side. it missed one of the kids standing on the porch, watching the storm by mere inches.
it was a nice tree even though i never could get any plums off of it because the birds were just a bit smarter about it than i, when it came to getting there first.

micheal had pruned it back hard one year and it was looking real good.
oh well, it was in front of the door anyway.

went driving the farm roads and saw that most everyone has a tree or "several" trees down. chainsaws are firing up like mad.

and more animals! like lots! of them - what the hell

i have one cat and one cat only and half the time she isn't even here anymore. and she is old!! and cranky!!
so, how come all the sudden there are now 7 cats hanging out at my house??
i am not going to feed them. i am not!!
2 of them are kittens and the calico colored one has a bloody spot on it's neck. guess i will at least nurse that and make sure it's not serious.

Saturday

lost children

a dark heavy blanket is over us all. today is tyler's last party and tomorrow the funeral. hard to believe that tyler will never again come to the door. never again talk to us about his dreams and hopes. i can't go to the chapel. tyler's last words to me were "you know me, i think of you as a mom."

the kids all gathered here to head up to chapel hill. you can see on their faces that this has had a great impact on their thoughts. our grief is overwhelming. i hate death and the thoughts it brings. we will miss you so very much tyler.