Human Dishwasher

If I never had to leave the house, I’d probably never bathe. Most normal women don’t have time to bathe. We have time to fix our hair in a manner that makes it appear as though we have bathed. My dream world is the one in which someone invents a futuristic bathing machine that gets hooked up to your bedframe, so you can sleep and bathe at the same time. Like a dishwasher for people.

Taken from one of my new fav DIY blogs, The Art of Doing Stuff

It Doesn't Just Make Our World Brighter

So last Monday morning a particularly strong but small storm rolled through our area. I thought for once the radar showed a 'promising' storm- not one of the wimpy Illinois sprinkles the people here call storms.

And I was right, sort of. It was a strong storm. It had a nice bow echo on the radar. It moved really fast. It unleashed lots of rain and lightening. I almost felt I was back home in my beloved Oklahoma....

But it only lasted maybe 15 minutes.

Poof, it was gone.

And so was our electricity.

You know, I've grown accustomed to electricity. It doesn't just make the world brighter, it allows me to Facebook, or blog, or Pinterest, or work. Besides, the season premiere of Eureka was on that night....which I couldn't watch....because we had no electricity.

Did I mention it was hot? It was like, Africa hot.

I barely slept Monday night. I wet my t-shirt and went to bed hoping the cold shirt would cool me off. Not so. And the food will be ruined. Ugh. I am not looking forward to buying new groceries.

By Tuesday, we decided to pack ship and head to Cheeseland and stay with the one and only wonderful Hostess with the Mostess.

And we brought the darn cat. Who was hilarious in his new surroundings.

So, we have electricity and tv and good company. We are all set. And even IF our electricity comes back on (They estimate today but maybe not as the electricians up here are union and we KNOW how they don't like to work) we will doggie-sit for the hostess with the mostess.

So- all in all, this week is working out. But I can say that I enjoy life WITH electricity a lot more than without it.

Donut Frenzy

When I was a little girl, I never wanted for much of anything. Then when I was around 6th grade we moved to another state. Around 7th or 8th grade I remember things getting much tighter. So tight, that one package of Buddig ham fed four people.

My dad would do all kinds of things to help my brother and I have small treats, even on our limited budget. One little trick I remember fondly. And I still do the same thing today when I feel a need for sweets coming on, or I just want to give the boys a treat on a Sunday morning.

Biscuit donuts are easy and delicious. They are very versatile in how you form them, and even how you top them.

Enjoy this wisdom....

Biscuit Donuts

1 can canned biscuits

deep fryer (I use a frying pan with oil)

Sugar

Paper bag

First, open the biscuits and separate the individual pieces.

I like donut holes, so I take each individual biscuit and either rip it or use a pizza cutter and turn 1 biscuit into 4 small pieces. So a package of 10 biscuits will generate 40 donut holes.

Roll each piece into a ball and fry until golden brown.

Drain on a paper towel or brown grocery sack for just a minute, then put donut holes into paper sack with sugar.
Shake the bag, then remove donut holes and place on plate to serve.

You can even use cinnamon sugar, or cocoa powder, or leave the donuts as they are.
If you choose to make traditional donuts, you can top them with the frosting of your choice or just use a sugar glaze.
There are so many variations, have fun with it!

Scared

I do not usually blog politics. But I must tell you, I am scared. Really, honestly, truly scared for our country right now.

The current administration has not improved the economy at all. Not really one iota. As a matter of fact, we are worse off than we were three years ago when he stepped into office.

You cannot blame the previous administration, because our POTUS has acted upon and enacted HIS measures he said would get our economy back on track. But it has NOT.

If anything, it is worse than ever before. I truly believe that.

Now we (and when I say we, I mean the USA, the greatest country in the known world) are about to default on our debt. The POTUS also decided to dip into the Oil Reserves. What kind of message does that send to citizens? It says, 'Nope, we're not out of the woods. We might even double dip.'

The Democrats refuse to cut spending. Meanwhile, our deficit gets higher and higher.

If this were you or I making our own personal debt get higher and higher, the bank would cut us off. No more loans. Pay your bills. Stop spending money you don't have.

But Democrats refuse to cut spending and want to increase taxes ....and they still think this country can survive defaulting on debt and NOT stopping the spending? Who exactly are they trying to fool? And the Republicans refusing to even talk until their demands are met? Pout much?

I am truly scared that this great nation of ours is going down a path from which we will never recover. I believe Obama is running this country into the ground. The Dems and GOP are the kids, fighting amongst themselves not caring what happens in the end so long as they get their own way.

Meanwhile, The country they SHOULD be fighting for is getting hoarse from yelling at them to behave and DO SOMETHING.

Currently, I'm looking at country locations, a little land near a stream....where I can move when the economy collapses.

Hot Flash in the Pan

I thought it a fluke. Last week, Grau and I are walking through Wally World (I hate it to begin with, but it was a necessary evil) and we are trying to get in and out quickly.

Then, suddenly, someone turned up the heat in the fruit and vegetable section.

I swear they were trying to grow new vegetables. A hot house has nothing on the veggie section in Wally World. So I head to the cheese section. I need cheese....

...and cool air. We enter the refrigerated section and I hear some young 20 something say, 'Let's get out of here, it's cold!'

I just stared at her. It wasn't cold. Antarctica is cold. The refrigerated section at Wally World is NOT. Or so I thought.

Grau is laughing at me. I'm trying to stick my head into the cooler....it was Africa hot. *I* was Africa hot.

About 15 minutes later, things cool down. I feel better.

Yesterday, again in Wally world....I feel the heat creeping up....I head to the refrigerated section (see a pattern here??). Grau tells me I am flushed. He touches my arm...I am radiating heat.

I decided we needed Popsicles. RIGHT NOW. We get the rest of our things and go through the quick checkout and before we ever leave the checkout line, I have a banana popsicle in my mouth.

We get home and Grau puts an ice cube down my shirt. It wasn't cold. AT ALL. He rubs it around my back, the back of my neck, etc. It melts. I'm not any cooler....

Ugh. I think I'm going to hate hot flashes.