Ya know how bad it feels to get car sick when a nice, really doesn't need to do it person gives you a ride from work? She's one of the sweetest folks I've met-who drives a Ford 250-indeed she told me to watch my step. A fellow cat lover--and I get car sick. No, not horrible sick--just nauseous. So eager to get home and out of her chariot. I appreciate the ride, however it confirms I am a horrible passenger. When she dropped me off and I headed straight to my bed to just lie down and relax. Feel better now. Purrs will do thatl while I watched Rachel Ray cook a pretty good lookin' chicken meal in 30 minutes. Now I'm waiting for my neighbor's brother-in-law J, to arrive. She said in about 45 minutes or so. Bless him. He doesn't know me from Eve. I just pray he can fix my broken down car held together with love and red duct tape.....:)
Stay tuned.
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Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
OK--My choice for the New Food Network Star!
My fave-o-rite, Aaron McCargo is still in the game! He was indeed the best with Rachel Ray and his Brownie chef! The first time my peepers spotted him--I tagged him for the Next Food Network Star! Can Aaron keep it going? We'll find out next Sunday when the finalists are in Vegas! I'm there with spoon in hand and ice cream in dish!
Sunday Thoughts...
Church this morning. God is welcome in my house everyday. For at least one day, I can go to His. Sermon was on 2 Corinthians 4:7-9. About being a clay pot. How treasures inside are worth more than the vessel they’re stored in. Something to give pause on. .
Another pretty much 100 degree Summer Day in Texas. Also my 20th Anniversary of my move to Dallas from Iowa. Sizzlin then too. I recall my inner debate if I should get a/c in my new car then. About a week before my move, I had it put in. Smart.
Disco music plays from one of my cable stations. Heard a familiar tune—took me back to about 1981 or so. Spandex skirt, 4 inch heels, jheri curl and a boyfriend that shouldn’t have ever been on my Hit Parade. Three out of four ain’t bad. The song? “Lover’s Holiday” by Change, with a young Luther Vandross. As I danced the light fantastic around my house, my cat, Big Boy watched. He seemed to say, “Have you lost your mind?” He ran.
Wimbledon: Venus & Serena. Singles and Doubles 2008 Champions. History.
Presidential Election: When IS November? Possible first Black President. Possible Black First Lady. They will be servants of all the people, not servants of those that reside in the White House. Still believe he needs to pick Hillary as VP. History.
NFL Training Camp: Soon.
Autobiography: of my experiences Donny Osmond-not just a “My dad tipped the maitre’d 40 bucks in Las Vegas so we could sit close.”
My own business: Dream to come true
TV Tonight: New Food Network Star: Aaron McCargo Jr—LOVE HIM. He came alive on Rachel Ray’s show. He could fix me pizza anytime!
Life: I am blessed. Psalms 121
Another pretty much 100 degree Summer Day in Texas. Also my 20th Anniversary of my move to Dallas from Iowa. Sizzlin then too. I recall my inner debate if I should get a/c in my new car then. About a week before my move, I had it put in. Smart.
Disco music plays from one of my cable stations. Heard a familiar tune—took me back to about 1981 or so. Spandex skirt, 4 inch heels, jheri curl and a boyfriend that shouldn’t have ever been on my Hit Parade. Three out of four ain’t bad. The song? “Lover’s Holiday” by Change, with a young Luther Vandross. As I danced the light fantastic around my house, my cat, Big Boy watched. He seemed to say, “Have you lost your mind?” He ran.
Wimbledon: Venus & Serena. Singles and Doubles 2008 Champions. History.
Presidential Election: When IS November? Possible first Black President. Possible Black First Lady. They will be servants of all the people, not servants of those that reside in the White House. Still believe he needs to pick Hillary as VP. History.
NFL Training Camp: Soon.
Autobiography: of my experiences Donny Osmond-not just a “My dad tipped the maitre’d 40 bucks in Las Vegas so we could sit close.”
My own business: Dream to come true
TV Tonight: New Food Network Star: Aaron McCargo Jr—LOVE HIM. He came alive on Rachel Ray’s show. He could fix me pizza anytime!
Life: I am blessed. Psalms 121
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