Showing posts with label new mexico. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new mexico. Show all posts

Thursday, June 18, 2009

You Reap What You Sow!

This morning, after drinking our smoothies, Tony went outside to go check on his garden, so I decided to walk the walk, in front of my television. On cue, when I shoved the workout DVD into the DVD player, my dogs knew what was fixin' to happen, so they ran for cover! They quickly scrambled around 'the big room,' and jumped up, into their favorite old chairs, so I wouldn't accidentally do a hit-and-walk—because they know me, too well. To them, I am the female version of Mr. Magoo—the cartoon character, from way back when.

While the DVD's silent, long running, warning message appeared on the blue colored screen, warning me about going to the nearest, privately owned penitentiary, if I copied their DVD, I put a load of wet, clean clothes, into Steve McQueen, to tumble dry!

FYI: Last month, I forgot to tell y'all, that I changed Airy Queen's name to Steve McQueen, after watching 'Junior Bonner.' Anyway, the message on the screen, goes on to state, that they strongly suggest that I consult my physician, which I don't have, before doing their workout. And, lastly, to protect themselves—it says that if I should possibly drop dead, in my tracks—Tony and Kinky would not be able to sue them. We're talkin'—walk at your own risk here.

Well, I sorta like taking risks, it's a Libra deal, I can't help it, so I pushed the play button on the remote and took my chances—wondering if I would survive another workout. I had my fingers crossed.

I was forty minutes into my personal walk-about, with only five minutes left to go, when Steve loudly beeped, to let me know his work was done drying, and then Tone comes inside the trailer—carrying a large, yellow, five gallon bucket—with his organic, heirloom vegetables inside it!

While I did my final stretches, T. quietly washed the vegetables in the kitchen sink, and then he neatly piled them on the drain board. When my workout was done—I gasped for air, and nearly had a heart attack, when I saw Tony's morning crop! Here's a picture of it!

Tone's healthy vegetables were beautiful! We're talkin' beans, onions, tomatoes, cucumbers, yellow squash, and zucchini! And, he was so proud of them!

I didn't know what to do with his vegetable crop, that could easily feed a family of four, for several days, because I don't know how to can, or even know the procedure for freezing fresh vegetables properly. I also knew that there was no way, that we could eat all of his veggies in a day. So, not wanting to hurt Tony's feelings, I said, "They're beautiful, Tone! Congratulations on today's bumper crop!" While I secretly hoped that I would come up with a solution, as to what to do with his vegetables, sometime during the day.

While showering—I nearly had a full blown panic attack, and got soap in my eyes, when I wondered, and then worried if Tony would be harvesting that many vegetables everyday! I knew he had over-planted some, and that you reap what you sow—and the thought of that—truly had me scared!

While I was drying myself off, I started quickly counting, in my mind, the number of local friends that we have—that we could dump his vegetables on, excuse me, I mean share his vegetables with. By the time I was fully dressed—I sadly realized, that my jeans were a little too tight, because I had eaten too much of Ray's birthday cake, but more importantly—I realized that T. and I needed to get a lot more new friends—P.D.Q.!

Fortunately, I had a lot of paperwork to do today, so I put my worries on hold. Around four o'clock, my dear friend, Cindy P. called—she was coming over for a visit! That cheered me up, because I couldn't wait to see her! She's moving to New Mexico, in August, and she had just returned from there.

Before Cindy arrived—I came up with a solution for today's over abundance of vegetables—I'd cook them, and then freeze them! When Cindy arrived, I had cooked nearly half of the squash, onions, zucchini with some tomatoes, and had already put them into the freezer!

When Cindy saw what was left of today's crop, sitting on our drain board, I offered to 'share' them with her, and she was delighted, but not as much as me! I quickly filled a sack up, with Tony's vegetables! I now, only had to cook one more round of vegetables, to clear off the drain board—for tomorrow's crop!

As Cindy and I sipped wine, and talked about the 'Enchanted Land,' which we both love—I put the last containers of cooked veggies into our freezer!

Y'all have a great evening!

P.S. I want to do a shout out to Marcus, the great waiter at Bella Vita! You Rock!

Friday, May 22, 2009

Martha Stewart Showed Up, Again!

I have been a little down lately, because my best friend, Cindy P. is moving to New Mexico, and I am really going to miss her. Cindy and I go way back. We've been there for each other in the best and the worst of times. The other reason, I'm sad, is because I love Susan, Tom and Ben Price. Tom has fought cancer for over a year, and his time is now short. It just makes me want to cry everytime I think about it. I'm sure that many of you have had great friends move away, and you have also dealt with someone close to you, who is fighting cancer. As my dear friend, Dr. Harry Barnard, up in Missouri, once told me, "Getting old ain't for sissies." How true. I guess that you could say, that I am one big sissie. It's true that I am, but I wish that I wasn't. Oh well.

Yesterday, Cindy called me—she was back from New Mexico, and she wanted to come over to see me! While I waited for Cindy to arrive, I watched Oprah, and thank goodness I did! Oprah's show was about Skyping. I already knew a little bit about Skyping, but I learned a lot more about it, yesterday! Just as the show was ending—Cindy arrived!

"Hi Cindy!" I said. "I am so excited! I just watched Oprah, and her show was about Skyping—that's how we can stay in touch, when you move to New Mexico—we can Skype!" I told Cindy everything that I had learned about Skyping and she was all for it! She and I then went into Outer Space and caught up with each other's news, and she showed me pictures of her solar powered home! I was so happy for her, but more happy for me—since I knew that we could Skype!

This morning, after walking eight fast miles, Martha Stewart showed up at my front door with Jim, our great dog walking volunteer, and my dogs went to barking! "Hi Jim, I half-hollered, between the glass door. Please take Martha out of our front yard—then I will come outside." Jim and Martha walked away.

After they left the yard, I went outside and visited with Jim and Martha. Martha, an adorable Beagle, was returned to us, after a year and a half, because her caregivers could no longer keep her. They knew Jim, and they had asked him to bring her back to us. Jim and I had a fun visit. Martha is now L. T.'s roommate, and they seem to really like each other! Here is a picture of Martha! She is a great dog and she needs a 'Forever Home' now! Please help us get her adopted!

After lunch, Tone and I had to go to Kerrville to stock up on groceries for the weekend, because we don't want to be on the roads during the Memorial Day Weekend—it is too dangerous. We decided to go to Wal Mart first, because I wanted to buy a web cam, so I could start learning how to Skype, before Cindy permanently moves to the 'Land of Enchantment!'

Just as we were entering the store, we heard a familiar voice, "Hi Tony and Nancy," Les said! Tone and I said hello, and then we all started laughing! "Les, this is a first for us! We always run into you at H.E.B. and now—Wally World!" We visited for about a minute, and then Les took off, and we headed to the electronics department.

We found a web cam by Logic-something, and put it into our cart, then we filled our cart with our weekend necessities and checked out. Buttermilk returned us to the rescue ranch before two o'clock. After putting up our groceries, I quickly balanced my checkbook, then I opened up the web cam box!

Fifteen minutes later, after reading the manual, and setting up the web cam, above my lap top, I shoved the software CD into my computer. I double clicked the CD—and nothing happened! I tried again, and again, then I looked at the box, to discover it was for Windows—not Macs! Talk about a downer! "Tony," I hollered from the kitchen. "It doesn't work! It's for Windows."

Tony came down the hall to the kitchen. "I'm sorry, Nance. I should have checked the box. Keep the receipt, so we can return it on Tuesday."

Y'all have a great evening!