Monday, August 31, 2009

Did you know…?

…the first traffic light in America began operating in 1914 in Cleveland, Ohio?

…TBDBITL (for those of you not familiar- The Best Damn Band In The Land) was formed in 1879 as a military band? I knew there was something special about them!

…according to folklore, the Buckeye nut resembles the eye of a deer and carrying one (the nut, not the eye of a deer) brings good luck.

…the greatest rivalry in college football, Ohio State – Michigan, started in 1897 when Michigan was victorious over Ohio State, 34-0.

…seven presidents (and one CGMan) were born in Ohio? Grant, Hayes, Garfield, Harrison, McKinley, Taft and Harding.

…that Ohio State has the largest enrollment of any college in the US and the largest campus?

…Brutus the Buckeye was one of the first mascots that was not an animal?

…that 50% of the United States population lives within a 500 mile radius of Columbus?

  • I used to tease CGMan that the Garden of Eden must have been in Columbus because it seems that everyone is six degrees from Ohio. (My six degrees? My mother was born at home in Ohio, then I married a Buckeye)

…that no self respecting Ohio hostess ever put out a Christmas cookie tray without homemade Buckeye candies?

…that I brought home one box of Anthony-Thomas (only the very best!) Buckeyes for one of my lucky readers?

All you have to do is tell me how you are six degrees from Ohio.  


But wait! There’s more!

Included with your box of “Officially licensed by The Ohio State University” Buckeyes, is a recipe card for Buckeye Candies. You will impress your friends and co-workers when you add these delectable little morsels of heavenly goodness to your holiday trays.



Everyone will want your recipe!

Enter now for your chance to start a new Buckeye tradition in your home!






* in the event the winner is from “that state up north”, candy will be sent in a plain brown wrapper.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Did you know…? Golden Edition

…that 50 years ago pantyhose, which gave women the look of stockings without garters, garter-belts or corsets, were introduced? By a man, I’d bet.

…Barbie was born in 1959? That’s right, Ken, she’s 50!

…that in 1959, the one billionth can of Spam was sold? That makes Spam either very popular or very, very old.

…the average income 50 years ago was $5,016? For a whole year!

…the price of a house in 1959 was $30,000?

… Charlton Heston won the Best Actor Oscar for his portrayal of Ben Hur 50 years ago?

…the price of gas in 1959 was .25ȼ a gallon.

…that a young man from Ohio and fresh out of the Navy, married a lovely girl from Tennessee?

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Happy 50th Anniversary!


August 29, 1959

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Nurse Goodbody on duty…again…

The surgery to remove CGMan’s prostate went very well. Thank you all for the healing thoughts and warm wishes. It made all the difference!

Hopefully, we’ll get to go home today. This hospital is great. They let me stay the night in his room. The chair had a fold out bed and I actually slept really well. I’m sure I’ll need that battery recharge, because my work will start in earnest once we get home.

I don’t even need to explain further, because those of you who have been married long enough to suffer through experience at least one cold & flu season, know exactly what I’m talking about. Even my blogger friend, who’s never been married but just moved in with her beloved, was smart enough to suggest that I NOT give CGMan a bell.

Now, if I could just get him to wake up from his nap so he can walk, walk, walk, like he was instructed, we could make it home before happy hour rush hour. *sigh*

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Cancer…it’s not just a Zodiac sign.

In February of this year, my ORMom was diagnosed with breast cancer. I wish I could tell you what stage and all that, but quite honestly, I was too stunned and just can’t remember. All I recall is Daddy calling to tell me and ORMom crying softly in the background. My heart went out to her. I thought to myself, how could this happen? She’s a nurse for crying out loud. But it happens to nurses and even doctors, too.

She will be the first to tell you that she should have caught it on her self exam. But she, like most of us, I would presume, get a little lax with our self exams. Hers was found on her mammogram and it was already pretty big and aggressive.  Treatment started immediately.

She had several months of chemotherapy which proved to have shrunk the tumor to the point the doctors suggested a lumpectomy. My ORMom did not want the cancer to ever come back, so she took the unbelievably brave step of having both her breasts removed. She said they’re over-rated anyway, and besides, Daddy never was much of a boob man. In a few months, after they have injected her and stretched her every which way from Sunday, they will give her a brand new set of breasts. I know they will be beautiful and that she will be alive for many, many years because of her bravery. I only wish she hadn’t had to go through it at all.

Some facts about breast cancer:

  • 96% of women who find and treat breast cancer early will be cancer free after five years.
  • 1 in 8 women will get breast cancer, the other 7 will know someone who has.
  • Self breast exams, along with regular mammograms are the surest way to catch breast cancer in its early stages.

A week after ORMom was diagnosed with breast cancer, CGMan was diagnosed with prostate cancer. Yep, two cancers in one week, with the hubby moving to Abu Dhabi two weeks after that. It was quite a blow, but we didn’t have time to cry and wonder over it. We had to research and decide his future in a hurry.

Considering he is young(ish) and otherwise healthy, it was suggested to completely remove the prostate. Because CGMan had to report to his new job in two weeks, he asked if there was any way to postpone this surgery for about six months. Luckily, his tumor is very small and still contained in the prostate.

The doctor was not too keen to wait six months, but because it was contained and prostate cancer tends to be slow growing, he relented. CGMan would have to agree to a shot of hormones that would last six months. This cancels out the testosterone which feeds the tumor.  CGMan agreed to the shot and all the side effects that might occur, such as crying being a little moody, weight gain, hot flashes and other assorted PMS kind of stuff. Bless his heart, it wasn’t an easy six months.

That was six months ago. When he came home last week, I could tell some of his testosterone was coming back, mostly due to the salacious looks he’s been giving me. Of course, it could just be that football season is next week. That’s usually enough to get the ol’ testosterone a-flowing.

CGMan will be in surgery today to remove his prostate. The surgery will take about four hours, and he’ll stay a night or two. He’s only a little terrified nervous about it. The upside is that with the complete removal of the prostate, there will be no need for chemo or radiation. My CGMan will get to keep the little hair he has left. And he’ll be cancer free when he walks out of the hospital.

Of course, he gets to come home and be pampered for a week or two. Did you hear that CGMan? Only a week or two. Not a month!

A couple of facts about prostate cancer:

  • more than half of all prostate cancers are found early, while the tumor is still localized, and the five year survival rate for these men is 99%.
  • Prostate cancer is the second most common cancer in  men, behind lung cancer

Now, you want to hear something really weird?

ORMom and CGMan are both Cancers.

By tonight, they will both be cancer free Cancers. I can’t begin to tell you how happy I am or how proud I am of both of their fighting spirits.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Party like a Buckeye…


CGMan has thoroughly enjoyed our brief stay in Columbus. We hit just about every bookstore to stock up on Buckeye stuff. He will be home for the first couple of games this season and is so ready to let the people on our street know who he’s rooting for. (No, he did not buy the big blowup Brutus the Buckeye, but not for lack of wanting)

We are now in the sweet little town of Van Wert, Ohio, and that’s about 20 miles from Rockford, Ohio where the in-laws will be renewing their vows. This would be the closest hotel. It’s a nice one, though, a Holiday Inn Express with an indoor pool. Not like I’m going swimming or anything. I’ve been freezing my butt off chilly ever since we landed. It’s only 76 degrees here. That’s 30 degrees cooler than where I’m from and 50 degrees cooler than where CGMan is from! Thank gawd there’s a Walmart every 10 miles in America. There may only be 4 restaurants in this town, but there is a Walmart. I was able to get a couple of sweaters to wear with the maxi-length sundresses I brought to wear. Who knew it would be autumn here already??

Skater is having a good time skating all over “downtown wherever we are”. He’s pretty laid back and can find fun anywhere. He gets that from me. Not that he wasn’t excited already about the two hour road trip from Columbus to the middle of nowhere Ohio, we promised him some more fun on the way back.

Since there is no lounge in this hotel, we will have to make our own Happy Hour.  No lie, Walmart had everything for a proper Happy Hour. See? I told you we were good at having fun anywhere!


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Wordless Wednesday… Dog Days of Summer Edition





Leaving again…

If you thought I was going on another road trip, you would be wrong. This time I get to FLY!!

We are taking Skater with us to celebrate CGMan’s parent’s 50th wedding anniversary. They are renewing their vows in the same church in which they were married 50 years ago.  It’s going to be quite special and I’m pleased we get to go.

There is another reason I’m excited to make this trip. Not that seeing my in-laws renew their love in front of family and friends isn’t exciting all by itself. And of course there will be cake (I’ll save you a piece, Gigi) It’s where they’re going to do it that’s exciting. No, not the church….

First let me tell you a few things. CGMan loves sports. All sports. But football is his favorite. College football being at the top of his favorite list. Not until we moved here to Texas, football country, did I really get into the whole college football rivalry, hexing, taunting, and trash talking culture. But now I’m hooked. I wish I could say I root for the home team, the University of Texas Longhorns, but I don’t. I’m keeping it all in the family. I figured since my hubby got me hooked on college ball, the least I can do is join his team. The best team.

Now for our trip to see his parents renew their vows, we’re going home. Since we’re flying into the hometown airport, we’re going to spend the night there and load up on some much needed items for the upcoming football season. Like big foam fingers, flip flops, car flags, lawn ornaments and a buckeye necklace. Oh yeah.

That’s right, we’re going home to:



That’s right people! I’m a Buckeye by marriage and proud of it!

I have never had so much fun in the fall as I have since I’ve embraced my worthless nuttiness. Just on our street alone, there are 5 or 6 colleges represented, and usually Ohio plays them all at some point. It gets pretty wicked around here, let me tell you!

This will be my first trip to Columbus and I am ever so excited to go to the Co-op and load up on gear. Shopping the internet is nice, but just doesn’t have the same excitement as going to the campus town and seeing your team’s colors everywhere!

Since I have to get up in 4 hours to head to the airport, I’m going to leave you now. But first, I wanted to share a couple of goodies I found on YouTube:

(sorry Meg, it’s really nothing personal. Football fever. Yeah, that’s what it is, football fever. Don’t quit me)

One of my favorite parts of the game, except for the part where we win, is the beginning, when The Best Damn Band In The Land does “Script Ohio”.


Can I get an O-H…….I-O??

Friday, August 14, 2009

I’d rather be a lightning rod than a seismograph…

It’s nice to know my blog is a good conversation starter. While visiting Scottish Woman Wednesday evening, the subject of lightning came up. She thought it insane interesting that I’m afraid of being struck by lightning while in my car. She said she had never heard of a car being struck by lightning. I believe there is a saying that goes “The absence of evidence does not mean there is evidence of absence.” I believe it could happen. Hello? if it can hit a tree right in front of you, why couldn’t it hit your car?

She reminded me that a car is grounded. While this may true, it doesn’t negate the fact that it has just been struck by lightning. I’m not saying it would kill me, I’m saying it would scare me so bad that I’d probably run off the road and hit a tree or something. I believe that spells dead or pretty darn close.  Then the conversation turned to the whys and hows that people are struck by lightning.

My Wow has heard of people being struck by lightning through the telephone and always taught us not to be on the phone during a thunderstorm. She also warned us not to be in the bathtub during a storm. At this, Scottish Woman snorted did not quite believe me and thought maybe I had taken leave of my senses. She asked, “How?! The lightning can’t come through the window while you’re in the tub.” And I was all, “Sure it can, but I don’t think that’s the reason not to be in the tub. I can’t remember the reason you shouldn’t be in the tub during a storm, but my Wow taught me never to be in one. So I don’t and it has served me well, thankyouverymuch.”

We debated back and forth the characteristics of lightning, until we decided there was only one thing to do: Google it!

Here are some interesting tidbits about lightning, all courtesy of my diligent Google search when I should have been cleaning the house in anticipation of CGMan’s arrival.

  • Texas is the #2 state in the US for lightning deaths, injuries and casualties. (Florida is #1)
  • The odds of being struck by lightning are 300,000 to 1. Too close for my comfort.
  • Men are 4 times more likely to be struck by lightning than women. See? I knew there was more to being a girl than just not having to carry my own luggage.
  • Two women were killed by lightning in Hyde Park, London when the underwire in their bras acted as a conductor for lightning. Thank goodness for my new Victoria Secret bra with no wires! Or better yet, a perfectly good excuse to go braless.
  • According to the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) phone use is the leading cause of indoor lightning injuries in the United States. Lightning can travel long distances in both phone and electrical wires, especially in rural areas.
  • Then we talked about cordless phones. What about them? If you have to make a call from a cordless phone, stand away from the base as lightning can arc out it several feet.
  • Then there was the bathtub issue. The reason you should stay out of the tub is because if lightning strikes the house it can send an electrical charge to the metal pipes used for plumbing. If you’re touching those pipes or anything connected to those pipes, like playing with the faucet with your toe, that charge has a path to you. This threat is not as great as it used to be, due to the wide use of PVC use for indoor plumbing. See? Back when I was a kid, we most likely had metal plumbing. Umm, I mean we lived in a really old house, because I’m not very old.
  • As for the window over the bathtub, or any other windows in the house, absolutely lightning can come through the window! A meteorologist says that the lightning will heat the glass and shatter it, thereby letting the lightning in. And think about it, all in a split second.

I’d like to finish up with the lightning vs. vehicle theory:

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And this just in…

Car Struck By Lightning In Fort Lauderdale

Woman Traveling With Child On I-595

Friday, July 24, 2009

FOR LAUDERDALE, Fla. -- A woman was traveling with her child along I-595 Friday when her car was struck by lightning, according to the Florida Highway Patrol. Michelle Thomas, 23, from Fort Lauderdale was traveling eastbound on the interstate just west of U.S. 1 when the vehicle was struck. The bolt of lightning struck the rear window of the 2003 Chevrolet Impala, which caused it to shatter, officials reported. The force of the lightning bolt deflated the right rear tire and caused the vehicle to become inoperable. Two passengers were in the vehicle, including a 4-year-old child, but no one was injured. Source:


I rest my case.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Just hanging on his coattails…

CGMan is coming home tonight! Yay!

He hasn’t been home to Austin in 7 months, so I’ve spent the better part of the week thinking about cleaning the house. This morning, the girls tracked mud through the kitchen. See? sometimes procrastination works in my favor.

Have you ever known that one person to whom everyone seems to be drawn? The one who knows no strangers? Will strike up a conversation anywhere, anytime? That’s CGMan. And OMG, if that person is a Buckeye fan? Forget it, we’re there the rest of the evening. The man can talk some football.

Already the invites are coming in. Everyone wants to see CGMan while he’s home. Our social calendar is filling up fast. There have already been snarky comments made about who’s the closer friend when there was a conflict date. I had to remind them that obviously the “nicer” friend was the one who made a reservation to see us a month ago. Get in line people, CGMan is a popular guy. Luckily, I get to go too, because I’m his wife.

If I work this out, I may not have to cook the whole time he’s home!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Getting to know me…

Here are 10 random things about me that you may not know:

1. I do not like CGMan (or anyone) to lay their head on my pillow. No snuggling on my side of the bed.

2. I am slightly claustrophobic, especially my feet. I cannot wear boots or tight fitting clothes. One of the reasons I don’t scuba dive is the thought of putting on a wet suit gives me anxiety.

3. I love to bake for bake sales.

4. I have to make the bed the minute I get out of it.

5. I have an irrational fear of driving in my vehicle and being struck by lightning.

6. I’ve always wished I was left-handed, like my dad. He has beautiful penmanship, so I thought I would too, if I was left-handed. Plus, lefties are cool and unique, with stuff made just for them.

7. I know how to burp at will.

8. I taught myself how to change a tire and the oil, to sew, cook, crochet, type and all things computer. I’m pretty handy with a drill, too. I had my own set of tools when I met CGMan.

9. I’m not really a redhead, but I am part Irish.

10. As women were coming into their own and breaking through the glass ceiling, the only thing I ever wanted to be when I grew up was a mom. Even though I’ve had many outside the home jobs, my career of choice was the best job I ever had. I’m looking forward to being promoted.


Now tell me a little bit about you!

Monday, August 10, 2009

A picture postcard kind of day…


The other day I was reading my daily dose of blogs. Shelly over at I Miss My Sanity, had taken on a challenge by one of her blogger friends, June at Bye Bye, Pie to photograph a day of her life. She did a great job and after I was done giggling (her daughter sits in the sink to do her hair just like mine used to do- many years ago) I thought it would be fun to show you a day in my life.

When I took on the challenge, I thought for sure it would be just pictures of the dogs going out and the dogs coming in, because that pretty much sums up most of my days. I chose Saturday because, when you don’t work, one day is pretty much just like another.



My Saturday started like every other day of the week. At 6 am. No need to set the alarm, as there is one little girl who knows exactly what time breakfast is served.







My secret boyfriend, Cesar Millan, suggested I make my chubby one wait for her food. She is a chow hound, which means she eats her food way too fast and that can cause problems. To break her from that (supposedly) I make her sit and then set her food in front of her. She then has to wait for the command to go ahead and eat. She’s very good at this. Zoe? well she sits cuz she heard me say Sit.








Zoe, being a typical big sister, eats her food very slowly, and making “mmmMMM” noises all the while. When she is finally done, Phoebe runs over and licks the bowl, just to make sure it’s clean (or something like that).






While I stand watch over the breakfast area (sometimes Phoebe moves into Zoe’s bubble), I make the coffee. I drink Folgers French Vanilla, in case you were curious.







Just for the record, that was the last pot of coffee I made in that particular Mr. Coffee because he died sometime after that. Of course, I didn’t find that out that he died until 6 am on Sunday morning, thankyouverymuch.






Not much goes on in the blogosphere on the weekends, so I checked my Facebook page to see if anyone was doing anything interesting enough for me to invite myself.

Since no one was having a party (or has caught on to my ploy and kept hushed about it) I said I would clean my patio. I don’t know what I was thinking. Later in the day, I let it be known that I must have been drinking early in the morning to think I would get out in the blistering summer Texas heat to clean the patio.



While I wait for CGMan to get home from work in Abu Dahbi, I make myself a bowl of cereal. I usually will put a banana in my cereal, but as you can see, I’m out of bananas.






I know I told you CGMan is in Abu Dhabi, but did I tell you he’s touring with the Blue Man Group? We chat on Skype every morning and sometimes in the evening. He also gets up at 6 am, but that’s 9 pm Austin time and that’s just about my bedtime.






Whilst I’ve been chatting with my husband, the dogs have been running in and out, chasing each other and doing dog things. You might be wondering what the black object is that Phoebe had in her mouth as she came running in from outside? Yeah, that would be a solar light from my new landscaping. And CGMan? He was laughing and muttering something about stupid good-for-nothing secret boyfriends.





Now it’s off for a walk. We love to take a walk in the mornings before it gets too bloody hot. When I see them like this, I can’t help but think of the childhood taunt: Fatty and Skinny went to bed, Fatty rolled over and Skinny was dead.







Not one to overexert herself, (unless Zoe is distracted from her food bowl) Phoebe sits on the sidelines while Zoe pretends she’s a Greyhound. This is a water retention area in our neighborhood. And since there hasn’t been any water by way of rain or anything, there is nothing to retain. A great place to let the girls off leash and let them run around.



And because I’m a good neighbor…      



Since it was still early, before 9 in the morning, I thought I best get out and get my errands done before the back to school shoppers woke up. I needed to go to Party Pig to get decorations and party stuff for my in-law’s 50th wedding anniversary party and Dress Barn to find a dress to wear to said party. Oh look! A sale at Dress Barn!


Too bad I didn’t find a dress, but I did find an adorable little shorts outfit, which will be perfect for here in the sweltering Texas heat and also for the blistering heat of Abu Dhabi. There’s an old saying, I’m sure you’ve heard of it, Be careful what you wish for. When we married, I let CGMan know, in no uncertain terms, that I was not a winter person. I don’t do snow. His promise was to always keep me below the Mason Dixon line. Well, here I am with two homes that feel like they’re in a subdivision just outside the Kingdom of Hell.



Then I was off to PetsMart to get Phoebe some heartworm pills.

I was hoping they would have some Halloween stuff out because the girls love when I put Halloween stuff on them. Okay, maybe they don’t love it, but they haven’t killed me in my sleep yet, so I’ll take that as a good sign.




While there, I bought the girls a couple of new bones but did not get them one of these, even though they were all “Pleeze Mom can we have one? We’ll play with it and love it and take care of it and feed it every day. Puhleeeze can we have one?”




My next stop was Kohl’s to do some window shopping. I love Kohl’s, so I always stop in whether I need anything or not. Window shopping is when you go look at things you don’t need, but are hopeful you’ll get someday. That’s what I was doing, window shopping.

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CGMan, you’ll be happy to know I did not buy anything at Kohl’s. I know!! Amazing! And they say there are so few miracles anymore.

After running around, finishing up the errands, I came home, gave the girls their new bones, for which they were very appreciative, even though they would have really liked to have had a kitten, and then climbed into bed to take a nap read a thoroughly engaging book.





I was only about a half hour into my nap book when the Skater showed up, with flowers for his momma. I hadn’t seen him since before I left on my trip. The pups love when Skater comes to visit because he runs around and wrestles with them. He’s a good big brother.




We visited for a couple of hours, made arrangements to get together the next day, where get together means having him come over and do some manual labor for me, and then he had to leave to go do  young people fun stuff.

IMG_1459Shortly after that, my friend Scottish Woman, called to remind me it was Happy Hour. I love Happy Hour and I especially love when one of my friends calls to remind me of it (like I really need a reminder *snort*)then comes to share it with me.





After she left, it was time to think about dinner. Of course, Phoebe has been thinking about dinner since she finished her breakfast.


I had beef with mushroom gravy, peas and mashed potatoes. Mmm It was good. IMG_1463


For any of you on this kind of diet, be it lean cuisine or whatnot, here is the key: dish it onto a plate. It fills the plate and makes it seem like more. When its in the little TV tray, it doesn’t look like enough to feed a five year old.



Now it’s time to settle in to watch some television. Now, I don’t watch a lot of TV, but every now and again, I like to catch a few episodes of a show I’ve only recently come to know about.



That’s right, NCIS.

I can’t tell which boy I secretly desire most. Gibbs is pretty hot, with a dark, secretive bad boy kind of thing going on.




Then there is DiNozzzo. ‘Nuff said.


Of course, what would my TV watching experience be without the antics of the dogs, who don’t seem to understand the need to watch the good parts (see above).

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Shortly after that, they start looking a little sleepy and settle in to watch TV like their dad does:

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Time to put them, and me, to bed.



This is where they sleep. I may have mentioned before why they don’t sleep with me, so they are quite content in their own little condo.

And then I was off to bed.





It was a picture perfect day.

Now it’s your turn!

Wordless Wednesday…with some words…

I like wordless Wednesdays. It gives me a chance to show off some pictures that I have cramming up my phone. Let’s see, since you’ve alread...