Tonight I had a very scrumptious treat. I was zooming through an old jr high/high school teacher's Facebook friends to see who I might find and I found Gravytrain's youngest sister (not the one who wished I were her sister instead of Gravytrain). I clicked on her to be friends and seconds later . . . we were friends. Then, since she was onFBline, I started an IM conversation. The nice part is that she reciprocated gladly. It was very merry indeed. Her mother was in my parents' wedding, so it's a long ago connection, even though I haven't connected in 3.5 decades. Did they make any sense? I felt like we became instant friends, she's lots of fun.
Well, I think I've mentioned before how this family had the most fabulous names for their dogs, but I couldn't quite remember exactly. Now I have it from the source.
Pee Dee Dinkle Winkle Fink Stink Graves -- Chihuahua. I remember it as Pee Dee Dink Wink Graves. Close. I think that was the abbreviated version.
Baron von Bismark von Snoozer von Schnitzeldorf von Stinkelheim von Stupendorf -- Dachsund. "Busy" for short. I asked, Was he Busy for short because his name was so busy or because he was a busy little dog? No, he was Busy, short for Bismark. Well, the way my brain functions, I would have thought then that it would be Bisy. Nevertheless, I did very poorly trying to recall this name through the years. Von Dusseldorf von . . . von . . . (peter out) was my rendition. Not even in the ballpark.
Stink got in both dogs' names. I think these names need to go down in history. At any rate, Jazzi Jo Mader, which once I thought so uncommon, is sounding pretty sad. But not really, because the Jo part is named after Sweet Tulsa. Her real name has "jo" in it. I asked her permission to name Jazzi after her since they are both from Oklahoma. She, good sport, said, Sure, I'd like that, no one has never named anyone after me before. They should, though, because her first name is Bivrajo, which I'm taken with. But she's not as much. Her aunt is named Bivrajo and she thinks maybe the name came from a book her great aunt was reading at the time. I offer that explanation because no one has ever heard that name before and always is curious to know the origin.
So, what's in a name? PLENTY. Just check with Mr. Von above. Also, Gravytrain's sister told me she had a dog in college who lived 17 years (sister was not in college 17 years, she is a real genius, no kidding, and aced her SAT scores, she probably did college in 2 years and had the dog another 15 years). He was a Doxie named Killer Moribund Graves.
Quick and savory tonight. I just spent 20 minutes cleaning a bunch of kale because I refuse to throw out any more kale or chard due to my watching it do the helpless slow wilt in the fridge. When they say "bunch" of kale, they are not kidding. And like, spinach, the "bunch" shrinks up to a fist full when cooked. If I were a farmer I would be very discouraged, you would have to clear your whole kale patch for one bunch to sell. I mean one individual bunch. It's seemingly a big bunch, until it hits the heat, that is. Not sure why I marvel at these things.
Also made Brunswick Stew, it made so much we will be eating it forevermore, as opposed to the kale, which is a single serving for a hamster. I will give some to DTD and stepson and be a fabulous mother this week. Brunswick Stew, that is, not kale. I would not be a fabulous mother in their eyes if I gave the gift of kale. In reality, I WOULD be a fabulous mother, but they won't comprehendo this until they send their own kids packing with kale. A lady in our church in NC used to give it to me when I was sick, I never knew anything could taste so good. And nothing still tastes as good. But parked in the fridge overnight should work wonders for my rendition.
There is a loose monkey in Jinny's Driftwood neighborhood. She was telling me all about it. Yesterday, while she was waiting for her ride to church, she stood under a palm tree. That is until she heard huge rattles and rustles above. She thinks it was the monkey so she scattled outta there. I don't blame her, I wouldn't want a monkey landing on my head. It's a scary BIG monkey. When I walk my neighborhood at night sometimes I see possums walking along tree branches way up high. There are many trees that arch the roads I walk on (okay, on which I walk). I literally pray to God, PLEASE don't let a possum fall on my head. A monkey on the head would be just that much worse.
So, there are orange rinds all over the neighborhood, too. Well, if I were an escaped monkey, I would live in Driftwood, wouldn't you? It's utterly like a jungle, a Florida jungle. I would search no further for a permanent home. I would set up residence down in a mangrove by the bay, all secret and cozy like. When I was reading the newspaper later, there was a picture of this exact monkey. Fun. It had been touring the neighborhood directly adjacent to Driftwood, Tropical Shores. The monkey came through a screen door into the pool patio and the lady thought it was a big dog. Until it swung on a tree. Then it fell in the pool and had a hard time finding its way out of the screened enclosure. But the lady did get a great picture. The Wildlife people say this monkey has been terrorizing the Tampa Bay area for over a year. It's a very fine looking monkey, but I really don't know what I would say to it other than, How do you do?, if we should ever happen to make an unexpected acquaintance.
So why can't they capture the monkey? It's like Colton the Barefoot Bandit, the teenage burglar who's terrorizing Orcas and surrounding islands where Miss Orcas lives. The authorities cannot catch him, not even with dogs, try though they may. He steals airplanes and everything and leaves taunting messages drawn in chalk. Should we be worrying about Homeland Security?
Today I went to ACE Hardware and bought a baby plunger. Also, I bought two Amaretto Creme Caramels at ACE. I prefer Original Caramels, but Original was sold out. Also, I bought Nothing makes it dazzle like Finazzle. Bathroom GROUT CLEANER NO ODOR. I bought this because the man in front of me at the check-out was buying it. I said, What's that? He said, I don't know, but my contractor said he had to have it and what my contractor says, I obey. He then elaborated that Nothing makes it dazzle like Finazzle is nowhere to be found in St. Petersburg except at THIS ACE. Man, my computer is acting up. Well, my shower floor is made up of little penny-sized round tiles and that was REALLY DUMB of me to choose that, with the help of the tile expert. There is more grout between those circles, think about it. And it turns black and ordinary bleaches and grout and tile cleaners don't touch it. Only my fingernail touches it, as in successfully. So, my ears perked up and I ran and got a bottle of this stuff. There are only 2.5 inches of cleaner in the bottom of the bottle and then you add water, lots of water. It's expensive, too. REALLY expensive, over $11.00 expensive. So, stay tuned, it had BETTER beat the black. I can't believe I just paid over $11.00 for two inches of cleaner. Tell me I didn't just do that.
Okay, have a nice day everyone!
Mike is screaming for a towel.
Baroness von KEM
Monday, March 22, 2010
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