Happy Friday!


I’m taking a few minutes not just to say “bye” to the work week, but “adios” to September.  

I’m looking forward to a more productive October. 

Where ever you are, enjoy.  Do a little Friday Dance!

Trillions on Trillions and not the national debt.


I was listening to the Talking heads discussing how stupid it was that the flood victims in Texas built where they built, and why didn’t they have flood insurance?  They actually were having a discussion on why Americans should not be able to build homes near rivers, the ocean, or the gulf……..really?  The stupidity seems to originating from the Talking heads.

Did you know that most of the people, in Houston, who flooded during this event were not in the designated National Flood Map zones? Their homes were high and dry during the last three big rain events.  Their mortgage companies didn’t require flood insurance, and their was no indication that their homes were at risk.  

Did you know that a large majority of homes that were flooded, were flooded on purpose by the Army Corps of Engineers who schedule water releases from two reservoirs that were at risk of failing?  How can a home owner insure themselves from that type of event?

Did you know that the national weather service added a new color to their rainfall charts?  Black, they added black to show the areas that received over 50 inches of rain.

Outside of a city that is up in the mountains with incredible drainage, 50 inches of rain would flood just about anything.

Who would expect that much rain?

Harvey, Irma, Jose….bite me!

Going through a little Anxiety as I watch Irma bear down on Florida.  Unfortunately, I couldn’t make it to yoga today.

I will have to double up tomorrow. This hurricane thing is terrible and great at the same time. It’s brought some good by bringing neighbors, strangers, friends, and countrymen together.  We will rebuild, and come through stronger. 

God Bless those in Florida, be safe.  Namaste. 

A River Runs Through it

 

Slowly watching the water rise.  After over 30 inches of rain since Friday, we just don’t have anywhere else for it to go.

Through the fire,

Through the flood,

I stand, only with the help of God.

As we prepare for the water, and go through every room for what is significant……It’s amazing how much really is not significant in the least.  What a liberating experience.

I’m so grateful for my husband.  He’s been amazing through all.

I’m so grateful that we are all together as a family.

It’s a very stressful time, but with the strength of my family, and my faith we are going to come through this better.  So I will post this while we still have power, and a cell signal.

Don’t worry about us, we will be just fine.  I’m kinda excited to see where we end up on the other side of this struggle.  After all, it is the struggle that gives us our strength.

Hurricanes, what can you do?

Living in the Gulf Coast of Texas has it’s ups and downs.

We get a very mild winter, early growing season for veggies, it’s lovely and green most of the time, and we enjoy lots of sunshine.

The down side is the Hurricane issue.  Especially in today’s frantic media world, you would think that a Hurricane spells out the Apocalypse.  The end is near!  Run to the store, fill your tanks with gas, board up your windows, we are all going to DIE!  Do you have your towel?  Oh wait, that’s Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.

Yes, a Hurricane is powerful.  Yes, if you are stupid a Hurricane can hurt you.  No, the weather patterns are not always right.  Yes, you should take precautions in any area of the country that has odd weather things like tornados, earthquakes, hurricanes, tsunamis, swarms of locusts, flesh eating bacteria, or killer bees.

We are watching Harvey in the gulf.  He’s a Tropical Storm, no wait, he’s a hurricane, but a weak one, but wait he’s getting stronger, no….he’s getting weaker!  There could be 50 inches of rain!  Well, maybe more like 15 inches of rain.   No wait, Harvey could bounce back into the gulf regain strength and wipe out Texas and Louisiana.  Maybe, it could happen.

So as we hunker down and wait for Harvey to make landfall, and decide which low pressure center he’s going to follow, or if he will bounce back into the gulf and become Harvey Part Deaux, I’m deciding how to use all the food in my freezer so I can stock back up when we get through all this.

My biggest concern?  Not having power or internet on Sunday night, and miss the season finale of Game of Thrones.

Peace Out friends.  Here’s a funny meme of the Hurricane Categories, and what they mean.

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Pie, And a frosted mug of Milk

Royers Cafe, Round Top, TX

One of those places that have been around forever, and has never changed.

Pie, first and foremost.

Atmosphere. 15 tables, and all the pie memorabilia you can handle.

Menu.  Un-freaking-believable

Music.  Roy Orbison, 50-60’s Swing, Rock, and beach music.

Friendly service. 


Apple, Blueberries with lemon cream cheese filling, cherry, Wild Berry Smash, peach, pecan, chocolate caramel crunch, the list was endless!


Your own personal Sin-a-mon bun on the side.


The Menu, humor, and indication of the fun ready to be had.

Shrimp stuffed quail, rack of lamb, this is quite a Tony menu for a town of 133 population.

You don’t “get no sides, you get pasta” sort of place.  And there is “no buckshot” in the quail….which would be disturbing if they used buckshot to bag the quail.  Birdshot anyone?  

So if you want something that Oinks and Chirps, or Some Stuff that Swims, OR Pie, this was an outstanding lunch stop.  I had to have a glass of milk with my cherry pie.  They served it in a frosty mug along side of my warm cherry pie.  I was pretty much worthless for the next hour….pie hangover. 

We weren’t even out to have a fun lunch, we were out on exploratory, canvassing sales calls!  We stopped in on a happy chance, and it was better than I remembered.  The best news was, the only bank in town received us well, and we were able to get an appointment to have a formal meeting in August, and have a chance for more yummy goodness.

I’m ready for my next road trip. 😊

A little sight seeing


Driving around Detroit, we found the Motown museum.

We saw a beautiful Church in Ohio.  Attending a wedding in an old church with no A/C on the first 90 degree day, it was a wee bit hot.  The Priest was really cute, he cut the service short stating the bride and groom would be just as married if he spoke for 20 minutes or 60.  I adore clergy with a sense of humor.  

We enjoyed a bit of Americana at the War Memorial in Findlay, OH.  I adore small towns with a sense of honor and history.


Lest We Forget.  Three haunting words in the midst of the flags, the names of the fallen who gave the ultimate sacrifice, and the tribute from their grateful neighbors and friends.

Finishing up the day with a local brew.  Some of the names made me smile.  I’m glad they make an IPA for a Rough Day.  But I went with the Fathead’s Sunshine Day Dream.
Have you seen anything good in this Lovely Month of June?

Foggy days-daze

Ever have one of those ‘foggy’ days, when thoughts are fleeting and lost?

Yesterday I was in a foggy daze.

I got lost.

I got found.

I messed up every time I turned around.

It’s not me.  That’s not who I am.

Who is it then?

Shaking off the fog, I was watching myself as if I was someone else.

I had to laugh at myself to keep from a dark and sinister condemnation.

What is worse then tearing your own self down?

My big challenge:  to speak to myself, about myself, in caring and supportive tones.

That’s not easy.

But…..(don’t you just cringe at the but?)

BUT!  I am sharp, well thought out, decisive, articulate, funny, resourceful, practical, forgiving, and kind.  I am confident, capable, well able to get from point A to point B without getting lost.  I see detail, and have a great memory.  I don’t fail, I learn.  I can do this, even when it’s foggy.

Do you ever have to stop internal dialogue?  How do you turn it around?IMG_2216

image from Pinterest.