Naked Wife Lone Star Angel
Howdy, Fellas. I doubt you’re going to read this before you go looking for me, but I do hope that you’ll think to check here when you find that I am more than just tardy. Something has come up and I need to cancel our date tonight. I apologize and hope you know that I don’t plan on making this a habit. I’d love to see you tomorrow night, if you’re available, as I’ll be doing our normal Tuesday night members show then.
THIS WEEKS SHOW HAS BEEN RESCHEDULED: Wednesday 8P EST
I'm Sorry!!
God love him. I’ve got the night off from Devil. WOOT! WOOT! Love him, really I do, but good lord he’s a full time job. He’s the child I never had. But, I do love him. I know that’s hard to believe but I’m just so damned happy to have the night to myself! Don’t worry, he’s the one that suggested I share this with you and there’s no need to tell on me, and you know who you are! Pffft! Are you wondering what he’s up to? It’s hard to say, but he’s taken a lady out on the town and they’re enjoying the evening together. I’m going to pop open a beer and sink my nose into my book, and hell, I might even go to bed early! I’m your average party animal! lol.
We’re getting more rain in Texas! Woot! We’ve had so much rain that we’re flooding and I’m not even upset about that. I mean, after the drought we’ve been through in the last year, I think that any rain we have is good rain. Our front looks like it became a river the other night and I couldn’t be happier! I don’t have to rake our leaves now. WOOT! And, I don’t need all those rocks, we’re in the hill country and we’re sitting on a big rock anyway. I did check to see if we still have neighbors. That’s unfortunate, their homes are still there. I know, heartless, but you’d have to know them. lol. Will we have more rain before summer hits? I sure hope so!
I’m so disappointed to find out that the TV Series “Alcatraz” has been canceled after only 10 weeks. I loved this show! Okay, so it was a wee-bit strange and way the fuck out there, but godamn the history amused me! Well, that was a little far fetched too, but if you have an imagination and you’re not afraid to use it, you’d see it was a very fascinating story line. I can’t believe they’re not renewing the contract. How the fuck am I going to find out what happened to the inmates, and what was the warden up to? That bastard. Then there is the secret’s the doctor was holding back on us, and why was she shot? Was it because she’s not as innocent as they want us to believe? Plus, we still didn’t know why the cops grandfather turned into such a mean guy. Did he actually do the crime he was accused of, or what? Jesus! Am I the only one that’s disappointed?
I’m so excited to share with you my lily that has finally bloomed! My sister-in-law gave me a couple plants about six months ago because they weren’t doing well on her apartment patio. I managed to keep them alive through our tease of a winter and they’ve all had bulbs on them for weeks now! They’re finally starting to bloom and I’m so fucking ecstatic that I’m blogging, emailing and texting everyone in my address list! I have blooms in my garden, finally! WOOT!
For years I’ve listened to Todd Snider and his ability to tell a story, and for years I’ve always thought he’d put on a great show. Last Saturday Devil surprised me with four tickets for his Gruene (pronounced: Green) CD release show. Since it was our friend’s birthday, I thought it would make for a perfect weekend celebration. We stayed at a local hotel and ate at a steakhouse right next to the Gruene Hall. This place is so full of history I was excited to share my knowledge with our party; however, Devil did not share in the enthusiasm so I had to educate on the sly. lol. I’m positive that the hall sold tickets long past the occupancy limit, and with it being old wood that dates back to the 1800′s, a drunk could easily set the place on fire, even with that minor oversight, if you will, the show was amazing! Todd Snider has the ability to bring you into his life with his stories and the way he integrates the story into songs is amusing. We all had a great time, despite the standing room only atmosphere. After that we went back to the hotel and quietly walked down to the hot tub. Devil says the curfew on the pool area is only a suggestion, and apparently he was right. lol. While we were lounging in the hot water it started storming like crazy and did not let up until the next morning around 9a; what a great surprise. Needless to say, the cloud coverage hid the super moon, which was disappointing but I’ll take the rain.
Thanks to our friends who made the weekend a great memory. xoxo
I’ve been surprised as to how many of you guys are asking for updates on the notorious Biscuit, the hobo dog. Here’s the latest, and I’m not very happy about it, but it is, what it is. The couple who took her in have given her back. I don’t recall offering that up on the table, but apparently it was in the tiny print and I didn’t know it. Anyway, Biscuit kept busting through their apartment window and they felt like they were a prisoner of their home. We had a pow-wow Sunday night and it was decided that they’d take her to “Austin’s Pets Alive” center, but they, unfortunately, are at full capacity. After checking a few shelters, who claim to have a no-kill policy, wasn’t willing to take her if she can’t be contained. Okay, that’s not entirely true. They would be willing to take her but wanted us to know she’s be put down. Yeah, that shelter doesn’t seem to be a big advocate of their own policy. It breaks my heart to bring her back to the country to let her roam free, gambling with her life, but there’s no other options.
My garden this year is rocking! The vines are growing like weeds, the plants are blooming and I’ve transplanted bulbs with great success this year! Our deck is full of color and I can finally see an oasis being born. I know I am dubbed the serial killer of plants, but I’ve found my green thumb! As soon as the buds start to bloom I’ll post pictures..
For those of you who are wondering about the Banana Tree, that has not popped up yet. I’m afraid it’s not getting enough sun but plan to move it soon. I hope it’s not too late.
Most of you know that we built a photography/cam studio at the end of last year, but the weather was so unpredictable that I wasn’t able to paint the exterior. I don’t consider myself to be an anal person, but it drives me crazy not finishing a project to completion. I had hoped to paint in December, and then again in January, because we had such a mild winter, but each time I had a few days it was either raining or cold. So, I decided to wait until the spring but we’ve actually had a rainy season. WOOT! No complaints on that, I’ve just had to learn patience. Today, however, I caulked most of the studio and hope to finish that process in the next few days, weather permitting. Next, I paint. WOOT! It’s going to look awesome! I love stepping back and looking at everything we’ve done, ourselves, and knowing that it’s right. Sometimes it takes us a bit longer than had we hired someone, but I can honestly say that “we did that”.
Anyway, that was my Wednesday and I just thought I’d share…
Isn’t it strange how certain smells, tastes, or even weather, can remind you of a time back when? Sometimes if the wind is blowing just right and the smells of the season are all around us, I’ll remember the days when the house would be open and a cool breeze would make a Sunday afternoon nap a gift. Yesterday Devil brought home a bag of Candy Corn just for me. I don’t even think he knew that it would remind me of a yesteryear gone by. When mom would take us trick-or-treating Dad would loot my stash for the candy corn. There was something about it that made him smile and so I’d gladly give up my candy corn just to see that face.
What reminds you of that yesteryear gone by?
I learned to drive a ’65 mustang, stick shift, when I was very young. Dad said that everyone should know how to drive a standard and back up a trailer. For some reason though, parallel parking never came up. I was okay with that because there was really no need for it, in my small town, so why bother. Right? When I had to do my driving test, I passed everything but the parallel parking phase. I did the best I could though. I backed in first, then inched ahead, almost hitting the pole, then pulled out completely to start again, only to find myself 3 feet from the fucking curb. But, I was parallel to it. That should count for something, if you ask me. The officer just shook is head and said- “let’s go back to the parking lot”. The entire time I’m convinced there’s no way he’s going to pass me, that was a miserable attempt. But, I passed and vowed to never parallel park, EVER. And, until this past weekend, I never have. I’ll drive 5 blocks to find a parking spot that doesn’t require me to parallel park between two objects. Fuck it. I’ll walk and so will anyone who’s with me. lol. Anyway, Sunday night we’re going to see a friend play near the University and parking is slim to none. The only spot available was in between two vehicles, on a one way street. I pulled up, backed in and then forward and I was IN! I didn’t have to try again or even backup, pull forward, backup. I was hugging the curb with plenty of room. It didn’t hurt that both cars were incredibly compact vehicles, but the point is, I made that “spot my bitch!”. Will I parallel park again? Um, not if there’s an open space somewhere else, but I won’t be walking 5 blocks to find that open space. Can I get a mother fucking WOOT!?
G’morning! Rise and fucking shine, fellas! This is just a reminder to you that our regularly scheduled show has been moved to Wednesday night. ONE WEEK ONLY. So, join me tomorrow night, 8PM EST, for our date!
Yesterday Tyson spent the day with Devil and they had errands to run. He usually always sits in the back seat, or on the floor behind the passengers seat. But, I wasn’t with them so he was allowed in the front seat. He was so enthralled by the A/C shooting out the dash that Devil turned off all other vents so he’d get a full blast to the face. He loved it so much, he spent much of the outing with his face up to the dash. This is just too cute not to share..
This afternoon Nelson was found in one of my flower pots and it is too cute not to share with you guys. He seems to think that the herb garden is his nest, much to Devil’s chagrin, and he thinks my flower pots are his napping grounds. That’s not to mention his love of my lily plants that he chomps on throughout each day. Needless to say, as much trouble as I have with keeping plants alive, I gladly give them up for pictures like this. It just melts my heart! If you’re wondering, the seeds are budding and he was just “warming” them and tomorrow they’ll probably be 4′ tall! All because of his hard work!
Next weeks show will be moved to Wednesday, 8PM EST. I won’t be online Tuesday night, so, if you’re looking for me at the regular time, you won’t find me.You will, however, find me at 8PM EST on Wednesday.
To recap, you won’t find me on Tuesday night. Will you? But, you will find me Wednesday night at 8P EST, won’t you? YES!
Just to be clear, this is not for my fellas, but for the “once in awhile, I’m going to come find you on the one Tuesday you cancel”, guys. Just saying…
I recently posted a thread regarding “Biscuit”. Well, it seems that my worst fear is coming true and I feel for her, and for our friends who took her in. You see, she’s a wanderer and she’s had to scrounge for scraps and survive on her own for at least a year. The problem is that she really craved our love and she found us, not the other way around. She really took to Devil and was his shadow while she was around. In fact, she would sleep in our room each night and hang around the house, if we were working outside. Not only did she crave love, she was in danger of being shot, or worse, poisoned if she hung around here much longer. We live in an area that still ranches and most aren’t patient with other peoples dogs wandering about aimlessly, killing chickens and chasing their cattle. So, it really was in her best interest to find a home for her and we have found the best one possible. She’s a very calm and loving dog, but sticks by her people, as to not bother others. She will now be an Austin “gig dog” and if she’d get through the initial weeks of adjusting, she’d realize it’s a much happier dog existence than the one she previously had. However, she has destroyed their blinds and even busted through one of their windows. They live in an apartment, so that is not good. The only saving grace is that they’re on the ground floor and Austin is a very dog friendly town. So, someone probably caught her and called her escape in to her new people. Tonight Devil is taking a huge kennel to them so they can try to kennel train her and then get her used to her apartment life. I feel bad for her, but it really is for the best. There were signs around the area last week warning of the brown chicken killer. That was Biscuit. So, there’s the update..more to follow, I’m sure.
Look at us! We're adorable!!!!
I’ve always been a curious person, to an irritating extent, I admit, but now that we have the world wide web, I have knowledge at my finger tips, just waiting for me to ponder something new. This week I have asked many people what’s with the bunny and all but one had nothing much to give me. One gentleman suggested that bunnies represent religious people reproducing. Although, very creative, I don’t think that’s where the fucking rabbit came from. Also, is this just a religious holiday, like most, or does it go far beyond Christianity? As a kid, I always wondered why the Hen wasn’t delivering the eggs, since rabbits definitely don’t lay eggs. Maybe it’s because bunnies are more lovable, I don’t know, but here’s what I have found out..
Did you know that rabbits can reproduce without losing virginity? That just doesn’t seem right, but thus the hare was born into the Easter equation. The virgin hare was thought to be similar to the virgin Mary, and the egg was a symbol of fertility. (Okay, so when I laughed at the guy with creativity running amiss, I should have known he might be on to something).
It’s not really known as to why people started boiling eggs and coloring them, but one theory is that bunnies giving birth represent springtime and Easter is the start of beautiful days ahead. Coloring the eggs bring the spring alive indoors, which doesn’t really make sense, but that’s all I found out, really. Although, it was suggested that some Christians dye the eggs red to represent Christs blood, and others have green eggs to honor the foliage after the dead of winter.
Now here’s an interesting tidbit of hypocrisy. German Protestants wanted to preserve the Catholic practice of eating colored eggs, but didn’t care to introduce their children to fasting. Eggs were forbidden to Catholics during Lent, which was the reason for the abundance of eggs at Easter time.
Another interesting find is that in the 18th Century the idea of bunnies laying eggs came from German immigrants in the Pennsylvania Dutch colonies. The children that were good would find colored eggs nested in their bonnets and caps before Easter. That still doesn’t really explain the bunny eggs, but whatever.
A few weeks ago we were out in the yard building a carport when a cute chocolate lab came running up, as though she belonged and she missed us something fierce! She was so gentle and sweet in nature that she was easy to love. It was evident right away that she was either neglected or a stray, but it was hard to say which. Her collar was so tight that we let 2″ out of it and she was skinny and very famished. We had just made breakfast so we fed her bacon and biscuits. She ate all the bacon we gave her, but the biscuits, well she ran all over the property looking for hiding places, just to dig a hole right in front of us and then quickly cover the biscuit up as best she could. It was just adorable. She kept one biscuit in her mouth for awhile, just sitting, content to have companionship. For a few weeks now she has come and gone, as she pleased, sleeping inside most nights. Last week there was a sign around our area warning neighbors of a “chicken killer”, with Biscuits description and we decided that she’s obviously a stray and it would be in her best interest to find her a home…far, far away. So, a few days ago we placed her with some friends and she’s loving the music scene. However, she’s been a mischievous brat around their apartment, but they assure us they still love her. lol.
We’re finally getting the much needed rain we have been hoping for and it’s proving to be a beautiful spring here in Texas. Last year we 
didn’t have any wildflowers but this spring is definitely different. There are blankets and blankets of colors, from purple, to yellows, to blues and reds. It’s absolutely breathtaking. Yesterday we drove to Fredericksburg to meet friends for drinks and dinner and I couldn’t get over the fields of flowers that covered most hills and valleys. You can look from one hill top, to the next, and see an array of colors. This may be the prettiest spring we’ve had in the hill country in many years. It makes me hopeful that our summer won’t be as drastic as last year and that we may actually have a decent one, at that. If we’re lucky, that is. Here are some pictures to show you how beautiful it is for us right now. If you’re in the central Texas area I definitely suggest you take a 
weekend trip soon, through the hill country portion of Texas. You won’t be disappointed and it’ll give you a chance for some much needed R&R.
Devil is making dinner and I’m on the computer “blogging”, which gets me out of the kitchen, and out of helping. The problem is, I cannot think of anything enlightening to share with you guys. I’m currently reading about the lost city of Atlantis, which has taken me to another page regarding the Bermuda Triangle, but I’m not in the mood to blog about that right now. However, I am going to tell you that I’m very disappointed to learn that the Bermuda Triangle has been discounted as an Urban Legend. I used to fantasize about it and wonder where all of those people ended up. I imagined them on an island living it up with no worries and their feet in the sand every day! Silly, I know, but it’s disappointing to think that I was wrong. Pffft! Anyway, I’m not in the mood to get into that and so I’m sitting here at my computer with nothing on my mind except for food. I love it! I wake up thinking about food and I’m always ready to eat. It’s a wonder I’m not 600 pounds. Ack! That would suck. I’d have to rethink my love of food, if that were the case. But, as it is, I am not obese, and I love food! My favorite dish is every dish and whatever is on the plate tonight is going to get nothing but high reviews from me! I will probably go back for seconds, because I usually do, and as I clean up the kitchen I save what’s left over for my lunch tomorrow, knowing that I’ll end up eating it before I go to bed. But, it doesn’t keep me from thinking I”m going to have an awesome lunch waiting for me when I wake up. When we go out to eat, I will try to save room for dessert, but that is usually a fail. So….as you can see, I need to get in the mood to blog about Atlantis or the Bermuda Triangle….or something else..I don’t know. Maybe later…after I eat. 
Here’s wishing all of my Irish friends a very happy Saint Patrick’s Day. “If you’re lucky enough to be Irish, then you’re lucky enough.” Are you wearing your green?
Whenever there is happiness
Hope you’ll be there too,
Wherever there are friendly smiles
Hope they’ll smile on you,
Whenever there is sunshine,
Hope it shine especially
For you to make each day for you
As bright as it can be.
I have come to dread Solar Flares and Mercury, when it’s in Retrograde. I have to admit, until a couple years ago I had never heard of such a thing and I have to ask myself, was I hiding under a rock, or what? How could I have possibly missed all of this when it’s so obvious that the Solar Flares and Mercury effects people in strange ways? I also think it has an effect on animals too. Last year when Mercury was going “backward” from the Earth we found Sonny, the inherited one, out of the pen. You probably ask what is so odd about that? We used to have to drag her out and she would literally scream like she was going to the slaughter house. It was a bit embarrassing, I have to say. So, one night we returned home to find Sonny out, running back and forth across our driveway. It was like she was in track, training for a race. She would run 100 yards, slap the ground with her front paws, and turn around and go back to her starting line. She ran right up to us, excited as always, but immediately pissed off when we put her back in the pen. That was very odd. As far as people go, well, the dumb get dumber, the smart get dumb and the jackasses turn into major assholes with anger issues. Obviously, this is my opinion, but pay attention. It effects technology, communication, transportation and, of course, people. People become weirder during this time and for whatever reason many lack the ability to communicate. Unfortunately, Mercury has just started it’s backward spin and will go until April 5th. I want to know why. Why would that fucking planet just start orbiting away from earth for a month before it begins to cycle back to normal? I mean, we have enough freaks in the world as it is. Oh, and if you’re one who believes in Astrology, you’re going to love this. It also effects your sign. Mine, according to the Astrology gods, is positive, thankfully, or else I’d had to send hate mail to whoever it is that comes up with that shit. I mean, how do they know what all Tauruses will do during that month? Good question, if I do say so myself! Don’t get me wrong, I do think that our personalities are in large part due to our signs, but also to our upbringing, our environment and many other factors. So, I ask again, how does the Astrology guru know that I might have to deal with the past during the month that Mercury is in Retrograde? Okay, most of my prediction is positive, that, however, is not. Seriously, my past is the past for a reason and I won’t deal with it until AFTER April 5th, because I don’t want to! lol. Another negative predictor is that I will have a hard time deciding whether to be a hermit or reconnect with old pals. I can absolutely tell you that I won’t have a problem deciding on that dilemma. lol. After much consideration, I think most of my predictions suck and I’m going to go hide under that rock, but not until after I send hate male to that Astrology guru that I mentioned earlier.
Bob,
I hope that you have an amazing birthday and I wish you nothing but the best. This is going to be your year, baby. I know it! Here’s sending you nothing but happy thoughts and good wishes. *muah*
As if I don’t have enough projects to do, I have taken on another one. We live in the country and we’re doing everything ourselves. So, it’s a work in progress. This year I really want to create a sitting area around the hot tub. As it is right now, you walk out our back door right into the hot tub. As much as we entertain, and use the hot tub for parties, we really need to give that area a better ambiance, and make use of the space. So, today I weeded the entire area (probably a 10×15 space) and leveled as much of it as I could. It’s hard to explain, but there’s a drastic slope on part of it, and it probably drops 5′ from the back to the front of the area I want to use. A lot of work, but it’s been on my list for some time and today was the day to begin that project. Next I hope to lay the patio with rocks, which can be found all over our property, or with stepping stones from Home Depot. I haven’t decided what will be better just yet. After that project is completed, I hope to move on to my next project which is to paint the studio. This winter was either too cold or had rain in the forecast so after a few weeks of hoping to paint it, I decided to hold off until the spring. However, this spring, if you can call it that, has been windy and rainy. So, hope to paint it before it hits 100+ degrees, but I’m at Mother Nature’s mercy. She can be a real bitch, you know.
I’ve heard it all now. I just saw a commercial about “My Strange Addiction” and I’m left wondering how these people realize they like eating cushions, or that they can’t stop drinking gasoline. I mean, what the fuck!? Were they bored one day and decided that the couch looked fucking delicious, or were they out for a jog and suddenly so thirsty they stopped at the gas pump to drink from the spigot, instead of going in for a soft drink? Again, what the fuck?! I know I like my Amps, but gasoline? Seriously, her stomach lining has to be disappearing as she drinks another gas can of fuel. Blech! Blech! Blech! And, I also know that my guilty pleasure is watching “Hoarders” on Sunday mornings, and yes, it stresses me the fuck out the entire time, but I can’t stop watching it…so, I get embarrassing addictions, but that show is just absolutely insane!
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