Another Fine Mess

In a moment of weakness, I let a friend talk me into a crazy money making scheme. We’d go shopping at a warehouse outlet (I pay for it), put it on EBay (I do all the listing), and sell it for a profit (I do all the shipping). Now I’m $200.00 dollars in the hole. The worst part was Hubby's reaction. He walked into our study (now warehouse) and shouted, “What is all this stuff?” When I explained to him the great idea of making heaps of money selling it all on EBay, he stifled a guffaw, knocked the area rugs off his ottoman, and sat down. “What is your friend’s part in this?” he asked. Well…. She’s my business partner, she went shopping with me. Did you drive? Yes. Did you pay for everything? Yes. Have you spent hours on the computer listing everything? Yes. Have you done all the packaging and trips to the post office? Yes. How is she your business partner again? Well….

He slowly looked around the room, shook his head, and walked out. I know what he’s thinking; another harebrained scheme that’s going to take money out of his retirement account. The last time it was a landscaping business and it cost him the price of a pickup truck. I ended up gardening for people out of pity so it also cost him for several trips to Home Depot. This is absolutely, positively the last time I try to make money. I’m going to stick to what I’m good at…. spending it.
Update:
With 12 hours left on my most promising auction, Ebay abruptly canceled it because I had used the words "Like New" in the title. Boy oh boy...did they catch me. I thought I could get away with it but they caught me red-handed. I guess I just can't get away with such dishonest business practices. How are the 15,000 other people who have that in their title's sneaking by? I'm now so disgusted by the whole thing that I'm taking bids on the whole lot. Any takers?

Comfort Food:Pot Roast Dinner

Sundays are perfect days to keep the tradition of mid afternoon dinner alive. The way the day goes with a busy morning and getting home after the usual lunchtime sets it up perfectly for us. So try some good ol' comfort food like Mom used to fix...

How about Pot Roast, rice and gravy, green beans, and apple salad?

For a delicious Pot Roast choose a rump roast that weighs between three and four pounds. This should be plenty for a family of six. If your family is smaller, you'll have leftovers. Put about 2 Tablespoons of olive oil in a dutch oven. Heat on high; just as it starts to smoke put your roast in and brown it on all sides. Turn down the heat if the oil starts to burn. Pour one cup dry red wine into the pot(can substitute beef broth), 1/2 cup water, one can diced tomatoes, two handfuls of baby carrots, one package onion soup mix, one tablespoon peppercorns, 2 bay leaves, and a teaspoon of salt. Stir and bring to a boil, then reduce the heat to a simmer, cover, and cook for 20 minutes per pound. It can cook longer. When the meat is done-remove and cover with foil on a cutting board. Bring the liquid to a boil and reduce by half. Strain the liquid into a gravy boat. Slice the roast against the grain and arrange with the carrots on a platter. Serve with brown rice, fresh green beans that have been parboiled and sauteed, and apple salad.

Yum! Comforting.

Rain, rain, go away....

In some parts of the country that's what people are saying, but not where I live. The heat has been so brutal, although no more than any other year, that we appreciate all the rain we can get. It's about now that it starts wearing on you. But it's going to be around for at least a couple more months. The first year we moved here I made my kids Halloween costumes the same way I would have in Georgia-out of sweat suits. The first frost usually coincides with Halloween so it's a good way to keep little trick or treaters warm. In Florida it just makes for a very uncomfortable night walking around the neighborhood. So now I've lived here long enough to know it will be hot until November.

Today we had one of those frog-strangler thunderstorms that drop three or four inches of rain in a couple of hours. It started out with lots of noise but no rain so I thought it was going around us. But after about thirty minutes of rumbling, the rain finally started pouring down. I ran outside to get all my containers and some indoor orchids out for a drink just as a crash of lightning struck close by. Deciding that death was not an option today, I retreated back inside. Everything got a shower except one watermelon colored angel wing begonia. It will just have to wait until tomorrow.

Bad Timing

Happy day! Edgar Renteria is back in the Braves line-up after being disabled for three weeks. OOPS- no... make that back on the disabled list after looking at one pitch in his first at bat. I can't believe it! If it's this frustrating for me to see it happen imagine how he feels. Those ankle sprains can be as tough to heal as a break. Yunel Escobar is doing okay at short in the mean time, but there have been some double play opportunities squandered and errant throws that you can't help but think Edgar would have made that play.


This is a bad time to have a starter hurt- last year it was Chipper. He's okay now but the Braves have got some pitchers ailing and Andruw Jones has elbow troubles. It's all giving me that unsettled feeling that they're not going to turn it around. Maybe when the weather starts to change in Atlanta it will perk up the Braves.

Hurricane Season

Time to put together the Hurricane Preparedness Kit. Since hurricane season is half gone, this might be a good time to get one. It mainly consists of three gallons of water for each family member, a jar of peanut butter, some cans of tuna, and a flashlight. The local news stations and newspaper begin reminding us of it around the end of May- as in: it's almost hurricane season so be ready with your Hurricane Preparedness Kit. A special pull-out section of the paper goes into great detail of every item that a person will need when the BIG ONE hits. Public service announcements air regularly to make you nervous about not getting your HPK together yet. By July they have you feeling really guilty if you haven't made a HPK by showing pictures of homeless pets and worried children on the public service announcements. In August they are wagging their fingers and tisking at you for being so irresponsible and not rushing out to buy six gallons of water for every family member and some cans of tuna (with a manual can opener). But every year around Labor Day, we get a scare. A hurricane will make it into the Gulf and start heading our way. That's when the Action Weather Team(motto:We really, truly, sincerely care about you) shifts into high gear. The leader of the team is parked out by the beach in a poncho screaming into his microphone. The rest of the team is spending the night at the station making elaborate maps of where the storm might go and drawing pictures of what the mass devastation will look like. It generally resembles a lunar landscape with homeless pets and worried children walking around. We bring all the lawn furniture into the garage so it won't become guided missiles and hope for the best. The kids eventually get cabin fever and go out to see their friends. Then, just as we suspected, the hurricane goes around us.

Taking Things Literally

A friend was checking her children's weekly math test and was puzzled with her daughter's answers. There was an inconsistency she couldn't figure out. One of the word problems went like this: If the store is three miles away and you were to run there at three miles an hour, how long would it take you to reach the store? My friend's daughter had answered "0". When asked how she arrived at that answer, the girl replied indignantly, "I'm not going to run three miles!".


On a family vacation to Florida many many moons ago, before cars had air-conditioning, we kept seeing road signs proclaiming, "See the Fountain Of Youth in St Augustine". It explained that this was a 16th century discovery of Ponce De Leon. I immediately envisioned a Spanish Conquistador standing next to an ornate fountain selling samples of his discovery to road weary twentieth century travelers.

Happy Birthday Momma

It's Jack and Arvis Bates' baby girl's birthday. She was the toast of Atlanta when she arrived there as a five year old from Augusta with a beautiful smile. Her smile so defined her that her aunt insisted on a smiling face when painting her portrait as a young girl. Momma's high school years were before Atlanta became a bustling metropolis. Fraternity dances and swishy formal dresses were everyday things. She bucked the system and went to University of Florida instead of Georgia, but returned to her beloved hometown after one year. That summer she began dating the man she was to marry. He was the lifeguard at Garden Hills pool and she had taken her youngest sister for a swim. The rest is history: A house built far out from town, six children, moved to Roswell, then Hartwell. She is a blessing to her twenty grandchildren and welcomes countless friends to her gracious home. Her talent at gardening is apparent as you come down the driveway. Pear tress and Crepe Myrtles line the drive. Magnolias and Red buds flank the house. A shade garden on one side is full of hydrangeas and hostas. The left side of the house is planted with Sasanqua Camellias, a Tea Olive, and a Pyrocantha espaliered on the wall. The list goes on and on of trees, shrubs, perennials, herbs, and annuals that she artfully arranged in her garden. Of course, as with all discriminating eyes, she is always thinking of ways to make it better. That means moving, adding , and editing plants. The result is always spectacular.

Her smile is still her most remembered feature. Generous and kind are words always used to describe her. Momma- You're one in a million! Happy Birthday!

Bargain Hunting

A good strategy is essential. The timing is critical. The territory is a mail order catalog warehouse that's open this week to clean out for next season. Discounts began at 30% on Monday with 10% more off each day. Tomorrow the discount will be 70% but it will also be too crowded in there to shop. So we're going in today to get unbelievable bargains at 60% off. We drive up in a pickup truck just in case. Don't want to have to leave something behind just because there's not enough room to haul it. Linens, lighting, and party decorations are on the shopping list, but we're keeping an open mind.

Up and down the aisles we creep, looking behind crates and boxes. The first quarry is two striped shower curtains for $6.00 each. We move on. Around the next corner there's a chenille throw for $2.00-we'll take two of those. Fifty cents each buys an arm load of hot pink linen napkins and a buck for the matching table runner. Some party table decorations in pink and green and game prizes for a kitchen shower go in the buggy. Suddenly three hanging lamps covered with pink silk roses are spotted across the warehouse. Carefully picking our way through the other shoppers we move toward the coveted lamps. They are snapped up and we cruise down the aisle to the register to see what the damage is . All in all, it's been a very successful hunt.

Overcoming Temptation

I've done it again. Bitten off more than I can chew, eyes were bigger than my stomach, mind made a promise that my body can't fill. It happens all the time and it must be a sickness. Mark it down to not being able to overcome temptation. It starts with an email: End of the season clearance!Our favorite items on SALE! Well, it won't hurt to just take a look, I tell myself. So I click on the link. Then in about two seconds I've found an unbelievable deal on the most gorgeous shrubs that I can't live without. Where will they fit in the yard and when can I plant them? Not a concern- they're ordered and on the way. Now I've had a few days to think about it and I'm not sure where I'm going to put them. There are still six coleus sitting in the shade under the big oak tree because it's been too hot to work in the yard much. And I've got three shrubs on the way! What is needed here is a full time gardener who takes direction well. Since that's not going to happen this millennium, I guess I'm going have to work on my self control.

He's Leaving

Gentle Reader,

The week has finally come. It's sad foretelling came in July and the final days are now upon us. That's right-it's Dan Patrick's last week at ESPN. Even though he hasn't been at his microphone much since his farewell announcement, we we're looking forward to a week of reminiscing and story telling about the good ol' days. Remember the first time he used the catchphrase "en fuego"? What about the Big Shows before Keith Olbermann left Sportscenter and ESPN for Fox News. And all those crazy This Is Sportscenter commercials. Dan's radio show has been on every day at 1:00 for I don't know how long. His biggest concern on the show has been to maintain his street cred and he's gone to great lengths to keep it. At it's best when Rob Dibble was there to buffer Dan, it's still been chugging along with producer Phil acting as backstop. But Dan does the best interviews, bar none, in media today. He always lets the guest speak for themselves which sometimes gets them into trouble. Who can forget the day Tanya Harding had to give the phone to her bodyguard? That was good for a soundbite that still works today. And when Mickey Rivers speaks, it's anyone's guess what he's actually saying. For better of worse, Dan is off to greener pastures. Thanks for the memorable work at ESPN, Dan. It won't be the same without you.

Update

To keep up with Dan and follow his new project go to his website http://www.danpatrick.com/.

When You Wish Upon A Star

How about sixty shooting stars? That's how many you can see every hour as the Perseid meteor shower takes place around 2:00 AM Eastern time Monday morning. It should be visible in the northeast sky and of course the less artificial light the more you'll be able to see. Happy wishing!