Honestly Scrapped

Hey, guess what? I was given another award!

It’s from Steph, over at Just in case you’re wondering.She is a very cool Gal! She has many, many balls in the air, and she still takes time to blob! I am certain that I was not as evolved when I was at her stage in life. She has goals. And is intentional and curious. And has a sharp, inquisitive mind. She is throwing some of those balls in the air herself.

I’m pretty sure  that when I was her age I was just standing there with my catchers mask on. And my mitt up in the air over my head. Not trying to actually catch the balls, just trying to protect myself  from falling balls!

Enough with the ball examples. The search engine is going to send me undesirables.

What I need to do now is tell you 10 honest things about myself. Oh, and show you this nifty sign. And nominate someone else.

I try always to be honest, so don’t think I’ve just been stringing you all along. But I guess I will share true things that have not come up in conversation before. By the end of this, you may be feeling like you would have liked me to have kept it to myself.

Here’s the nifty sign. Kind of looks like Honest Crap. I use that word a LOT. It’s a good word.


1. When we were growing up, Beeve and I were not allowed to say the word “crap”. My Mother had a severe problem with that word. When I was no longer living in her home, I honed my use of the word. I may have desensitized my Mother to the word. I have now lived long enough to hear my Mother SAY  the word. It’s the circle of life, my friends.

2. My hair has not existed in it’s natural color state since I was in the 10th grade. Well  before I was a professional hairdresser. It would appear that I always had those tendencies. It has usually been some shade of red. Occasionally, highlighted blond. I get a brief glimpse every 4 to 5 weeks of what it would actually look like. Right before I color it. It isn’t pretty.

Here is a little clue for you. Follow if you can. My hair has always had a lot of body and had a few waves. I could do whatever I wanted with it. It was great hair. As I became grey, I noticed that my grey hair was curly. Fast forward to now. My hair is super curly. I can’t do anything with it in humidity. It has a mind of it’s own. Plus, I have observed, that I have a Lily Munster streak of BOLT white on the right side. Guess who will most likely never see their natural hair color ever again?

3. If you ever play Taboo, Oodles, or games with random trivia involved? You are going to want me on your team. I am a fountain of useless information.

4. When I was in the 11th grade, our class at school had to take a trip to a camp that I don’t recall the name of. Let’s just call it Hell Camp for now. I think it was supposed to promote unity within our class. I am pretty sure that I returned even more unified with the People that I was already united with. I remember C things from this momentous adventure. 

A. About a million kids got hurt playing all the teamwork building sports they MADE us play. Not me, cause GET REAL, I did everything I could to not fully participate. How long have you known me?

B. They made us say Colossians 3:23 before we were allowed to eat. I still remember it. Now you know my priorities. “And whatsoever you do, do it HEARTILY, as to the Lord, and not unto men” I’m feeling a little breakfast-y.

C. OK, I’m really outing myself on this one. I don’t remember how they arranged all of our sleeping accommodations, but I ended up being separated from my friend Laurie. They would let us all have a tiny speck of spare time just before lights out to visit. It was probably the only time in the whole day that no one was barking orders at us.

 I remember that we were both up on the top of her bunk when the lights went out. We probably broke 402 of their rules at that moment. So you know we got tickled and were laughing. And since she was, and remains, one of the funniest girls I have ever known, we were on the verge of getting busted. All I could hear was the sound that comes out of your throat when you are silently laughing, that ah ah ah, little puffs of breath. And People, I wet my pants. Just a little.

It had never happened before, and has never happened since. Probably why it stands out in my museum of recollection.

P.S. You should go and visit Laurie. She is still hilarious, and her writing actually HAS a point. She has a book in there somewhere. I love her much-ly.

4. I don’t know why God puts up with me. He does all these amazing things for me, and shows me that He is actively working in my life. And still, I am a disobedient, procrastinating, prideful, black hearted, talk myself out of the right answer, leaning on my own understanding,  stiff necked Israelite.

5. I have imaginary conversations with those who are driving me CRAZY. I eviscerate them with my rhetoric. Then I feel better. If the conversations keep happening, as they frequently do during a certain week of the month, I ask Honey to pray for my mind to shut off. The prayers of Honey availeth much.

6.God always places one or two of these people that elicit the conversations in my life. I know I’m supposed to mastering something here. I am failing. Time and time again.

7. I love Baklava. It could be a problem if I am not firm with myself.

8. I like the smell of coffee, but not the taste. It smells like company. 🙂  It tastes burnt. 😦

9. I got a ticket last month for driving through a yellow light. In the town where we live, that is a travesty! Our town is known for rude, thoughtless drivers that regularly run red lights, because where they are going is so much  more important that where you are going.

I think the police officer felt bad, because he told me to go to the courthouse to get the points taken off.  In my defense, I went through on yellow, and HELLO, it’s a judgement call if I am in the position to slam on my breaks, going 45 miles an hour when no one was waiting to turn left, and if I should cause the wheelchair to clunk around in the back and throw The Ab-Cat all off balance. A JUDGEMENT CALL! 

Kind of like last year when Scooter, the Little Baby Police Officer pulled me over for not coming to a complete stop when exiting a private drive at 10:00 at night when there was NOT ONE CAR visible for miles. He must have been hiding somewhere. In the Kohl’s private parking lot. I know, I know, I broke the law. Hush.

10. Remember when the Titanic came out and everyone was all “OH, I love that Celine Dion song, I could listen to it forever !” and then a few months later everyone was all “If I hear “My Heart Will Go On” again I am going to pull off my arm and beat myself to death with it!!”  Remember that? Well, I never got tired of that song. Never once changed the station. What does that say about me? I just don’t know.

Thanks for listening to all of my truth. I just noticed that I have 2 number 4’s. Lucky YOU!

 Now I will nominate three others. Who should be quite entertaining.

Mrs. Schmenkman, over at Sassy Cat Hill. Because she is all about the blogging lately, since she had her car accident and all.

Marlene from Thoughts and Meditations, I am quite sure that she can think of 10 honest things!

And Laurie over at All in a  Day’s Flight. She is probably wishing she was not a co-star in #4 !!


The Delicious Scarf

Capri Deb helped me finish the “delicious” scarf. Because I had completely forgotten how to cast off. I haven’t knitted in over a year.

She also showed me how to do fringe, as I had never before attempted that sort of frippery. Hey, that’s a good word! I looked it up. It means “showy but useless ornamentation“. Exactly like fringe!

Here I am wearing it with the coat that Honey and Mousey co-gave me for Christmas.


I have plans to make another, it was so easy! Thanks Capri Deb, it’s very warm and delicious!

It’s What I Do


My Dad gave me this. He said it reminded him of me. I quite agree. Except I am, you know, a girl and all.

I Can’t Look Away

The other night The Ab-Cat was flipping around the channels, looking for something to watch. She came across “The Bourne Identity”. And before I could say “put it back! “,  she said loudly “ABSOLUTELY NOT! ” She just kept on going.

Now, she had that reaction because she is well aware that I will watch that movie almost every time I come across it. No matter where in the story, and no matter how many times I have seen it. It’s what I do. Cause I love it.

There are other movies that elicit the same reaction. They are just that compelling. I will now share some of them. In no particular order. That would be too taxing.

1. National Treasure      also causes much groaning, but I just LOVED that movie! So clever! And it was a mini history lesson. We visited Washington D.C. the year it came out, and we had just purchased the DVD to watch while we travelled. Our children wanted to visit as many landmarks as we could, because they had seen them on that movie!   That was when they were watching it all the time. I, for one, like a little education with my entertainment. The Boy said watching it made him feel so dumb! Can I get a Woo Hoo for Riley Poole!

2. My Big Fat Greek Wedding    Be honest, what girl doesn’t have a little inner Toula aka “Frump Girl”, in their past? Love the Dad in this movie, and love, love, LOVE Aunt Voula. “What you mean he don’t eat no meat? Ahh, that’s OK , I make lamb”

3. Never Been Kissed     This movie could also have it’s own In’s and Ism’s post, we quote it extensively. Love that Mr. Coulson. Totally Rufus!

4. Snow Day      actually the real name is The Day After Tomorrow. Abby just told me. We especially like to watch this one in the summer. Because no matter how hot it is, when you watch this movie about the U.S. freezing, it cools you off.

5. She’s All That    I have no words. I ought to be ashamed.  I’m not.

6. The Bourne Supremacy    No surprise here.

7. Signs             We love Merrill and the daughter, Bo. Who thinks all the water is contaminated. “AAAAHHHHH, I am insane with anger!”

8. Twister                Cow. Another cow. Same cow.

9. The Shawshank Redemption      Just SO good.

10. You’ve Got Mail          My favorite movie of all time and another veritable treasure trove of quotes. Deserving of it’s own post.

How about you Guy’s? What movies do you watch over and over? And over?

What Do You Think?


Old fashioned party boy.


4 year old Mr. Jiggy-Fly. Look at precious Ab-Cat over to the right! What were they laughing at? I need to do a better job of journaling in the scrapbooks.


Showing us the snazzy new shades he received for his birthday. Batman, most likely. He was in a major Super Hero phase.

See any resemblance?

Potent Quotable

Faith is not a storm cellar to which men and women can flee for refuge from the storms of life. It is, instead, an inner force that gives them the strength to face those storms and their consequences with serenity of spirit.

Sam J. Ervin, Jr.

Happy Birthday, “Blob” !

I am in the midst of a little bit of hectic around here, but I felt compelled to pop in to wish the “blob” a big old Happy Birthday!! I know, I can’t believe it either! One year. OH. MY. WORD!

Schmenky, Capri Deb and I all started blobbing the same week, so I am extending birthday wishes to them as well! Whether they are aware of this momentous occasion, or not. They most likely are not. They are not nearly as, um, involved, as it would  appear that I am. Although, last week Capri Deb started a second blob to showcase all of her crafty wares. She is Bi-Bloggal!

 She and BFG recently became Grandparents, and she was afraid her artistic blog was getting all over run by family stuff. Which I QUITE  like. But any how,  Here it is, Cut, Stitch, Paste.  I am ever so impressed.

Impressed, but not jealous.  I need 2 blobs like I need a hole in my head. One is really almost more than I can handle, especially in the middle of  the “hectics”.

I need to give a big thank you to The Ab-Cat, Honey and Mousey for all of their invaluable tech support over the year. I couldn’t have done it without them and they know that is the absolute truth.

I really should thank The Boy as well. Not for his tech support, but he has proved very useful for blog fodder. Very useful.

I am now going to do what Mrs. Schmenkman calls “trolling for comments”. My friend Rachel says that one of the things she likes about the blog, is that it is like having a “mini-conversation” with me, every day. I love that!  But Friends, it is a very one sided conversation. A lot of you are not conversing. And I don’t want to talk to myself! That sounds  a little Crazy Old Cat Lady-ish!

So, help a GirlFriend out. Some of you who have been around for a long time need to de-lurk! Even if you have only been around for a short time. I would love to hear from you, and have a little back and forth convo. Otherwise, it’s just me and my cats, sittin’ around talkin’. All crazy like.

To those who DO comment, I love you People! And I love chatting with you! Keep up the good work 🙂

So, Thanks for coming to the party! Here’s to another year of Blobbing!


I can’t tell you how much that little boy looks like Our Boy, Mr. Jiggy-Fly!! Right down to the expression, the hairdo, and the sweet little hand! Mousey found this for me. See? Invaluable!



Capri Deb is a very talented Gal. She makes things. Many, many kinds of things. The last time she was over, she had on a scarf that I just loved. So, I wanted to do what I do best. Copy it. She then posted on her blog other scarves that she had been making here. They were beautimous.

Yesterday I went over to her house, so she could give me some pointers on beautimous scarvery. I think I just made up a word. Scarve-ery. Scarf-ery? What do you think?   Beautimous is not my word. I stole that from Mrs. Schmenkman.

Speaking of Mrs. Schmenkman, she was in a car accident yesterday ! A head on collision on one of those twisty-turning Virginia roads. A gal came careening around a curve, all out of control, and smashed into Schmenky. Schmenk is fine, sore and dinged, but thank the Lord, she is fine. She actually said she was glad the gal and her baby hit her car, because there was nothing but a really bad ditch beyond her, and they would have been airborne. She is gracious like that, just one of the many reasons I love her.

Back to the scarve-ery/scarf-ery. Capri Deb says this scarf is a great way to use up “dibs and dabs” of leftover yarn. I didn’t think I had any leftover yarn. I was surprised to discover that I did ! I also bought a few for WOW factor. When Deb especially liked a yarn, she  would say  ” that’s delicious!”. I think I am going to steal that line as well.

We put 3 yarns in a bag, 1 plain, 1 textured and 1 fun, and measured off 17 lengths, and started rolling it into what will become the biggest ball of yarn you have probably ever seen. OK, the biggest I have ever seen. Cut one more length and set aside for fringe. Very important. Also very important, don’t let it hang off the counter too much so your bottom catches it and they all fall on the floor.


I think we did that 10 times, I could be wrong. I think I wrote it down. That ball of yarn was a cougar sized plaything. You then cast on 100-125 stitches onto size 17 circular knitting needles. Why isn’t that kneedles ?

Then you knit, knit, knit. I knitted, loosely, through “House” and partially through “24”. Only partially through “24”, because that Jack Bauer? He requires some undivided attention at times.

I can easily knit through “American Idol” and “Biggest Loser” tonight. I could be finished before I know it! Or not!

And GUESS WHAT??? Capri Deb and Capri Patt scored me some chai in Florida! Thank you Girls!!! Four bottles of liquid gold in the pantry. Life is Good.

I had a cup this morning, it was delicious!

We Don’t Want Anyone To Feel Slighted

Since Katie had her own photo shoot the other day, we needed to be fair to The Girls.


I thought Mia was ready for her close up. But she’s fast.


She’s like Dash from the Incredibles. You should see her chase her tail. She is super quick, for all of her bulk.


I was really trying to capture her without the flash. I may have mentioned  she always has devil-eyes in pictures. She  has lovely blue peepers. If you can catch her.

Potent Quotable

God is God. Because He is God, He is worthy of my trust and obedience. I will find rest nowhere but in His holy will, a will that is unspeakably beyond my largest notions of what He is up to.

Elisabeth Elliot

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