Bargain of the Month-September

From time to time, I receive a loverly coo-pin from my T.J. Maxx credit card for 10 free American dollars! Always a treat, and always received with great gladness in my heart.

Here is my bargain of the month. Supposed to be $26.00, I paid $16.00, and I think that is a good deal. It’s a bargain because, hello, 10 free dollars!

I am thinking I will get a lot of use out of it. Because, if you know me well, you know I have been a tad bit warm this past year. I can’t imagine wearing a coat until it is approximately 20 degrees. Below zero.

I have to say that it is not as shiny as it appears. And I will also turn the collar down, because that straight up thingy is not a look I enjoy wearing.


These were not a bargain. Not by my standards anyway. BUT, I looked all over for a pair of low heeled shoes in this candy apple red color. I think I can make good use of them as BSF and church shoes. I need to be able to walk fast all over the place at BSF, and I need to not be taller than Honey at church. I have my reasons.

Anyway, I finally found these for $39. I hope I use them well. And I hope Abby stops telling me to click my heels three times.


I will probably wear them with my all purpose black pants and my new ZEBRA print top, purchased in hesitation at The Big Cheap Store.


I sure hope I can wear the wildly printed shirt without feeling like a clown and making a spectacle of myself. It is my own personal issue.

I think I will find other things, already in my closet, that I can wear with the new shoes. Other black things.

Hopefully, I will not feel like I borrowed Bozo the Clown’s red shoes. You would think I have some deep, dark, secret lurking in my past considering all of my clown issues. I do not. Just leery of making myself bigger than I already am.


Way Back When-sday-Go See June

June , over at Bye Bye Pie, basically wrote my post for me yesterday! Then more today!  She had a dialogue about odd toys from your youth. The comments were worthy as well! Head on over and take a trip down memory lane! Thanks June!


I stole this from my friend, Marlene, because I have nothing of value to say today. Thanks Marlene!

What I did yesterday: Hmmm, it was not a busy day. Walked with Keelyody and we solved most of the world’s problems, did the majority of my BSF lesson, Went to Pet Smart for cat food to prevent total anarchy, and to a beauty supply store for Bed Head Manipulator for friend CMB, gave Bed Head Manipulator to CMB when she came to het her hair cut, then cut The Boy’s hair-much to my DELIGHT. He was looking like he had a badger on his head, puttered on the computer, made a delicious meal of french toast for The Ab-Cat and Mousey, and a grilled cheese for myself. Honey and The Boy went out to eat before BSF. Then we watched House and The Event. After which, I was 10 toes up.

What I ate for dinner:  Oops, see above.

Who I ate with: Ooops, see above the above.

What I am wearing: A grey sweatshirt and black capri jammie bottoms.

What I snacked on: I made some yummy apple pecan bread for a little treat.

What I am reading: I am in a lull at the moment. I just finished Mennonite in a Little Black Dress.  I am mixed in my review.

How many cups of tea I drank: Two. They were delicious.

How many butter cookies from Germany with the tea? None. Marlene didn’t share. HA!

What I am thinking about: I should go help my Dad go through some more of my Mom’s things today.

Plans for this week:  BSF on Wed. and Thurs., hopefully lunch with people on one of those days, Moms in Touch on Fri., highlight Wendy The Saint’s hair on Saturday, and make dinner for the youth workers on Sun. At least that is what my calendar is telling me.

What I need to do: Call my Aunt Adalene, Finish my BSF lesson, get ready to greet the day!

The Boy’s Birthday Feast

The Boy’s birthday was in June. On the 21st to be exact, the first day of summer. Three months later, after the first day of fall, we still hadn’t had his birthday dinner. He had received his presents, cards, and a dinner with friends at his favorite Thai place, but no birthday dinner from us.

There was a reason. His request was for Thanksgiving dinner. And ALL that it requires. Especially dressing. The more dressing, the better.

I kept trying to put it off another couple of months, for obvious reasons, but it was becoming clear, he wanted his feast. It took some juggling, but we finally had it last Saturday night with his special guest, his Grandpa.

He wanted punch, turkey, dressing, corn and rolls. Whatever else we had, he did not care.


His Precious.

It was a milestone. The first time I have ever made the dressing without my Mom’s supervision. The Boy said it was great. I thought it was a little salty.


We rounded out the celebration by playing a little Golf. The card game, not the club game. We also spent some time making interesting noises for his new alarm ring tone on his phone. I’m not sure if he is using my imitation of Yoko Ono, or one of his Dad’s. There was a choice of Honey’s Godzilla noise, or his impression of James Brown. Any of them should wake him.

Happy Birthday, Boy! Better late than NEVER!

Potent Quotable

Nothing can stop the man with the right mental attitude from achieving his goal; nothing on earth can help the man with the wrong mental attitude.
Thomas Jefferson

The Last of the Lovelies-52@39

Over the last few years, Honey has been having the pool closed earlier and earlier. Mainly, because once school starts, no one is in it.

Once the pool is closed, our patio area is not attractive anymore.  I lose all interest in watering the flowers that reside in the unattractive patio area.. Then they start to not look very good, because they have picked up on my vibe. My vibe that whispers in their ear, they just need to die.

I took the trash can to the back to empty the pots and the flower bed. Most of the flowers  had put their own selves out of their misery. But a couple put me and my bad vibes to shame. Just blooming their little hearts out.

Once again, I continued my infatuation with the coleus. They are just so faithful, and reliable and beautimous! That big, elephant ear, ruffle-y one was my particular favorite this year.


I always adore the sweet potato vine. I had three colors, but this is my favorite.


It’s leaves have even started changing colors. Delicious.


The confetti lantana still looks impressive. I couldn’t rip it out. It will die a natural death later in the fall.


This one remains for a reason. It is the hyacinth bean that I bought on the garden walk this summer. It didn’t really take off like I imagined, but it needed to grow enough to produce it’s beans. I still love the leaves, and they have started changing colors as well. Schmenky noticed when she was here, that is was starting to sprout a few pods. They have continued to grow, but I was unsure when to pick them. So I e-mailed her. She said to wait until they dried out, so I am waiting. I hope to be able to successfully replant them in the spring, which I have never done before. For any seed. I am practically a botanist!


There are FIVE bean pods!!!!


That is pretty much all that is left. This morning is MUCH cooler than it has been all week. I am LOVING it.

Fall, I welcome you!

Book End Kitties

I believe I have mentioned a time or so that I love the kitty-witties. Ever since I was a little girl. In my entire lifetime, I have had 9. That is how many The Schmenkmans have inside their home right now. So I guess I am conservative.

At present, we own three. Mama Mia and her daughters, Halle Berry and Lucy. The first two are…biscuit-us, and the third is regular sized.

Sometimes, they get each other all joofered up, and other times, they are bathing each other and sleeping all cuddly like. The mood can change at the drop of a hat.

I caught a sweet moment the other day. Halle and Mia, all sacked out on the feline towel that adorns our chair. As usual, it started out sweet. When they awoke, they began to gently wash each others face. Oh, it was dear!


Look, holding hands!


Then moments after finishing, they are biting each other’s ears and slapping each other like little girls.


But before all that, it was a peaceful, easy, moment. Here they were gentle, kind, paws.

Pretty in Pink

Schmenky brought me a pair of pajamas when she came to visit. She had bought them for me at The Wal-Mart. She said she thought they met all of my many pajama rules.

I like them, and yes, they do meet all of my pajama specifications. Thanks Schmenky!

But, The Ab-Cat gives me endless grief when I wear them. They are pink, you see. She is not a fan of pink. She makes snide comment whenever she happens upon me in my nifty pink pj’s.


You look like a giant bottle of Pepto Bismal.

Peter Sellers is coming to get you.

Hello Hostess Snowball.

And my personal favorite,

Molly Ringwald called. She wants her prom dress back.


Oh, I love that Girly!

Random Dozen, Again!

I decided to take another break from Way Back When-sday and join up with The Doughnuts over at Random Dozen! Thanks again for having us Linda!

Here goes.

1. Have you, or has someone close to you, ever won an award for anything?

I don’t know if you would consider them awards, but Honey has won many things at work over the years. Actually, I should correct that, earned. Through the suggestion program they had. Lots of the guys from his department are all about the kaizan (never ending improvement in Japanese) and made many modifications and creations to help their department run smoother. Some of the things he earned were; a Probe for a year, an MX6 for a year, a two week cruise to Europe, a FREE Mazda 626, and another free car that he took the cash for! By joofer, he’s a winner!

2. Who is the nearest relative to you who has served in the US Military?

Well, none very recently, but my Father was in the Army in the 50s, my Dad was in the Air Force in the 50s , my Uncle Bob was in the Marines in the late 50s/early 60s, and then Beeve was in the Marines in the late 80s. Some of my Grandfather’s brothers were in the service during World War 2. I remember my Aunt Adalene saying that her husband, Uncle Bill, fought with the Army in the  Battle of the Bulge. I’m pretty sure our Uncle Charlie was in the Navy as well. My Grandmother’s brother Allen was in some branch of the armed forces during the same war and gave my Grandma some souvenirs. They were Japanese things and I thought they were kind of creepy, as was my Uncle Allen.

3. Share something that stirs the patriotic spirit in you.

Whenever I see vets, so proud of their service and wearing their hats, vests and pins, it almost always brings a tear to my eye. I cannot imagine what they might have endured so that my family and I can have the freedom we enjoy. Patriotic music and flags get me too. The War Memorials in Washington D.C. were very moving.

When I was in Florida with my Dad last spring, packing up his home to sell, we had dinner with his next door neighbor Dick, and his wife Arlene. Dick served in Viet Nam on a helicopter. I told him that I had never really spoken to anyone who had served over there before, and would he mind a few questions? He said alright. As he began to talk, his wife stealthily got out her video camera and taped the conversation. He acted like she was making a big deal out of nothing, but she told me privately that he hardly ever talks about it and their grandsons were wanting to learn more about this time in his life.

He spoke openly, many times with a catch in his voice. He said it was no picnic. Especially hurtful to him was how people treated them when they returned home. He said it wasn’t like he had a choice to go. When he finished I said “ I thank you for your service”. He said simply with a tear in his eye, “You’re welcome”. Wow.

4. Where are you in the birth order in your family? Do you think your “placement” made a difference in your personality?

I am the oldest of a whopping 2. I don’t know if it has made a difference or not.

I goggled it to find out what I should be doing.

If I had to choose, I would say I am more in the compliant category. But I am not a people pleaser, nor do I crave approval.  The aggressive category does not represent me at all. OK, maybe I am conventional. And who doesn’t want their own way? Of the common traits? Only logical suits me.

So in a long answer to question 4, sort of.

Compliant Traits

  • People Pleasers
  • Crave Approval
  • Nurturers
  • Caregivers
  • Reliable
  • Conscientious
  • Cooperative
  • Team Players
  • “Grin and bear it” mentality

Aggressive Traits

  • Movers and shakers
  • Natural leaders
  • Perfectionists
  • Driven
  • Conventional
  • Always have things under control
  • Assertive
  • Want things their way

These two types of first born children may seem very different, but they do share quite a few characteristics.

Common Traits

  • Energetic
  • Logical
  • Ambitious
  • Enterprising
  • Scholarly

5. Name one trait you hope you carry that was evidenced in your parents or grandparents.

Perseverance. Both sets of grandparents grew up on farms, came of age during the depression, then moved into the era of war. There was hard work involved, coupled with frugality. But, no matter what they were up against, they kept on going. I think I got the gene, hope it continues, I want to finish strong.

It would also be my goal to cultivate my Grandmother Georgia’s faith. She was a gem.

6. If female, do you prefer wearing a skirt or pants? If male, shirt and tie or polo?

I SO prefer pants or capris. I do wear the occasional skirt to church and BSF.

7. Approximately how many times do you wake during the night? What do you do to go back to sleep?

Hmmm. That’s a tough one. I rarely wake up for a reason, but I do wake regularly for no reason. Sometimes, I just roll over and fall back to sleep. Those are the happy nights! Sometimes I wake up at any old ridiculous time, and no matter what I do, I can’t go back. If I start thinking, I may as well just get up. The cause has been lost.

8. Share a favorite movie quote.

Only one?  How about “Kathleen Kelly: [in an email to Joe Fox] The odd thing about this form of communication is that you’re more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings.” Kind of how I feel about blogging!

9. What is your favorite Fall candle scent?

I am quite fond of a pumpkin-y, spicy, cinnamon type.

10. What is one Fall activity you’re looking forward to?

I don’t know if it would be considered an activity, but I love the changing leaves. And they are spectacular up here in The Mitten. I am also really looking forward to cooler weather. All the hormonies make me sweaty! The hormonies reminds me of My Big Fat Greek Wedding, which reminds me of another favorite movie quote. “What you mean he don’t eat no meat??? Ah, that’s ok, I make lamb.”

11. Tell us about a pleasant surprise that happened to you recently.

I found out last Thursday that Jip the Farm Dog is coming back into leadership at BSF!!!!! I was totally surprised and totally happy! I’ve missed my Farm Dog .

12. What was it like when you first met your in-laws-to-be?

You know? To be perfectly honest, I cannot remember the exact time I met them. I will say that I am positive I was nervous. Honey’s parents were both deaf, and I know I wasn’t sure how things would work. His Mom read lips very well and was a sweet, chatty, person.  His Dad was much quieter!

That was fun! Thanks, Linda!

A New Word For The NutHatch Dictionary

During The Capri Week Extravaganza, Honey created a new word. Out of thin air.

He said he couldn’t use something, because it was all joofered up. I specifically asked him how that was spelled. It could have been joophered, you know. I then clarified what it meant. It meant exactly what it sounds like it meant. All messed up, broken down, ruined, not right, put together poorly.

Since then, we have all been using it with abandon. We like it so much, we are inventing new ways to insert it into conversation. As a verb, a noun, adjective, and preposition.

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