Monday, July 19, 2021

Cheese Boorger

Do you remember learning how to spell?
I remember some of it, and none of it made much sense. The English language has so many exceptions to rules that perhaps the rules should be thrown out altogether.
I mean, who DECIDES that "gh" is pronounced with an "f" sound, an "oo," or is completely silent?
 So it's no wonder that the person who wrote their favorite dish and posted it on the 5 Guys Burgers and Fries bulletin board failed to follow the dictionary guidelines.
It must have made sense to the hungry author, but it looks like something else to me, so whoever wrote this can keep it all to themselves.
Do you like boorgers?

Sunday, July 11, 2021

Youngest Son = So Much Fun!

Happy July birthday to our youngest and 6th son, Michael (on the right, admiring big brother Jeff, alias second son's, beard.)

 And, yes, it seems the lack of sisters has spurred our boys on to become fairly good cooks. Besides that,, we had a tradition (with the older ones anyway) of them taking turns cooking a family meal every Saturday.
The boys also had to start doing their own laundry after I found that their version of cleaning their room was to stuff all their clothes, dirty or clean, in the laundry basket, but that's another blog.
Even though as the youngest Michael got picked on, he also grew up fast, and learned how to get along with many ages and types of people.
Hey, he's a fungi...or is that fun guy?
No matter how big they get, our sons will always be my much-loved baby boys.
(And there's no question about that!)

Thursday, July 8, 2021

Cancer Free Fandango!

Last year I declared that when I was pronounced cancer free, I'd be so happy I'd dance the Fandango!
At the end of June, the oncologist declared that my cells were normal, and Bob said, "That's the only normal thing about her."
Then I jumped up from my seat and threw confetti in the air.
Doctor Tudor said, "In 41 years of practice, that's the first time anyone's thrown confetti here."
Bob offered to sweep it up, but the nurse said no, she didn't want him to, because she was going to show it to her coworkers.
I think I should have thrown more...
I looked up Fandango dance moves, but couldn't pull anything together that didn't look awkward, so I consulted my nearly-10-year-old granddaughter Kimbree for choreography help. (She makes a cameo appearance at the end.)
 She can do the moves much better than I, but encouraged me to, "Move your hips, Grammy! Swing your arms!" Since I'm the cancer survivor, here's my Funky Chicken style FAN-dango! 
(Watch for it at the end!)
I enlisted my 13-year-old grandson Landon as cameraman, and here's what we came up with!
I'm so happy to be granted a few more years on this vacation we call life, and I'm so glad you're vacationing with me.
Love you!

Sunday, July 4, 2021

Summer Day Unique Seat

While walking around a nice neighborhood in Logan, I noticed a most unexpected sight outside a high-class home.
Do you see it? 
There it is! A bench with a breathtaking view made out of a bathtub!
Would you like to sit in a bathtub to watch the sunset?

Sunday, June 27, 2021

Desert Alligators

See the volcano in the background in this picture, taken looking south from Veyo, Utah?
Does it look primordial?
How about alligator country? Does it look like that?
I always imagined alligators in wet, green areas. 
I don't see wet.
I don't see green.
I see desert. (No, desert, as in dry land, not DESSERT! That's a sweet post-meal concoction.)
So if this isn't alligator country, then where does the alligator meat come from?
If we look on the other side of the sign, will there be dinosaur meat offered, I wonder?
Do you like to try new foods, ones that you don't normally eat?

Sunday, June 20, 2021

What Would You Name Your Boat?

When I went with Bob while he went fishing (I was a boat rider. I'm not a fisher girl.) I saw a boat parked off to one side. When I read the name of the boat, I couldn't help but smile!
It was a fishing boat, after all, so "Hold To The Rod" made a lot of hilarious sense.
I tried to think of something I'd name a boat. Floatie? Fish Roof? Bobbin' Along?
No wonder I don't have a boat!
What would YOU name YOUR boat?

Sunday, June 13, 2021

Hands Off My Food!

When my sons lived at home, I'd hide chocolate in the freezer behind the yeast. I figured my boys wouldn't have any interest in yeast, but I'm not 100% sure that they didn't ever find the chocolate, since they all show signs of high intelligence, and I could never remember how much I'd left from my previous raid. (There was always some...) 
So I can understand why Carolyn felt the need to mark the food she saves in our fridge. After all, Bob eats stuff from the refrigerator, and so do I. If we don't know it's hers, well, then, we might just eat it...unless she writes a message on the plastic storage container in permanent marker!
Message received.
Do other people eat your food?

Sunday, June 6, 2021


I don't know how old these blinds in our house were, but the house was built in 1980, so potentially more than 40 years. The window it covered got more sun than the other windows, so that might have been part of the reason I couldn't get these things clean, no matter how many times I dropped them in a bathtub full of different kinds of cleaner.
Then Bob had a better idea.
A new window shade! A version that tolerates sunlight better, and can be pulled up and down with NO STRINGS!
Sometimes you just need to get something new.
What new thing have you gotten?

Sunday, May 30, 2021

Princess Cart Birthday

Last Monday my birthday was on the for-real-and-for-true Memorial Day holiday, which occurs once every 7 years or so (depending on Leap Year.)
Here I am in WalMart's Princess cart, only seen in the Washington WalMart as far as I know. Sometimes when I sit on the seat to wait for Carolyn to use the restroom, she'll come out and push me around the store for a few yards.
As the real princess, she prefers to be pushed around, which is good for my have-to-shop workout anyway, especially since this cart is heavy and long, like a BUS!
But we do what we do to have fun, right?
Simple pleasures are the best!

Sunday, May 23, 2021

Popular Green Soup

When we had a potluck dinner at our church, a few of us were asked to bring soup. Before I could even decide what I would make, a lady I've known for four years said to me, "You've got to bring your green soup!"
I don't know why the soup looks yellow...perhaps it's the yellow bowl I put it in to show how little soup was left from that great big crockpot! (But the bowl makes it look like a lot of soup leftover...I'm not the best size estimator girl, nor the best photographer, apparently.)
If you like broccoli, zucchini, onions, and garlic, then you might like green soup.

Saute 1 large onion and 2 cloves finely chopped garlic in 1 TBSP butter, olive oil, or vegetable stock.
Simmer 3 medium sliced zucchini and 2 heads chopped broccoli in 3 cups vegetable or chicken stock.
When tender, stir both pans of ingredients together and add salt and pepper to taste.
Blend mixture in batches until you have smooth green soup.
Return the saucepan over medium heat. Stir in 3/4 cup cream (or coconut cream) and 3 TBSP pesto.
Add additional pest to individual serving bowls as desired.
Do you like soup?
What's your favorite?

Sunday, May 16, 2021

Grow So Fast

This week is my oldest son's birthday, my little boy Andy who's suddenly, unexplainably big enough to turn into a makeshift house for his youngest child, who also happens to have a birthday this month. 
Hey, it's 3rd generational, because it's my birthday in May, too!
Make that fourth generational, since Andy's grandma's birthday happens to be only two days after his.
It's also my uncle' aunt' daughter-in-law' nephew' cousin' great nephew' dear departed daddy's birthday, too...
Are you a spring baby?
When's YOUR oh-so-happy birthday?

Sunday, May 9, 2021

Eat a Cloud

Do you like fluffy white clouds? Do you see shapes in them, like teddy bears, race cars or grumpy old men?
Do you see shapes in this cloud picture?
There is a shape's called a "Boba Cloud."
It came from "The Orange Peel" restaurant that sells bubble tea. (Thanks, Bethany McGarry, for introducing me to those things.) Carolyn likes the tea (smoothie) WITHOUT the tapioca "bobas," so I just make her chocolate peanut butter smoothies at home.
The cloud looked like so much fun that I got one, but it turned out that neither Carolyn nor I wanted to eat it!
So we played with it instead.
I have never understood why people tell other people not to play with their food. Why not? It's interesting!
Do you like cotton candy?
Do you like to play with your food?

Saturday, May 1, 2021

Mother and Son

Robert (as his mother always calls him, while everyday people tend to call him "Bob") is showing his mom some videos on his phone.
This picture resonates with me because:
1. I am also a mother of sons (Six Best Boys Ever!)
~ and ~
2. These are two of my favorite people. (Mother-in-law jokes do not apply.) Ann is a wonderful lady who loves me, and I love her.
I posted it because even though Robert doesn't particularly like me to broadcast his birthday, (I won't give the exact date, but Facebook might) he and his mom both have birthdays this lovely month of May. I also don't know if Ann minds if I mention how old she'll I won't! It's an impressive age, though, and she still lives in her own home.
Happy, Happy Birthday, to mother and son!
Do you share your birthday month with someone you know?

Sunday, April 25, 2021

Edible First Aid

I was so surprised to see this in the store.

 I've had peanut butter and honey sandwiches in my lifetime, but never used it as medicine. When I researched on the all-knowing Internet, I found a couple of articles that state honey is good for your outsides AND insides. (Just don't eat the bandages.) 
However, it's NOT good for your insides if you're an infant, but if you were an infant, you wouldn't likely be reading this now, would you?
Interestingly enough, on the other end of life, honey is an ancient embalming ingredient.
See the articles here and here.
Do you like honey?

Sunday, April 18, 2021

Which Of These Things Is Not Like The Others?

As the speedometer flies, our house is 25 miles north of the intersection of Bluff Street and St. George Boulevard. (I measured very scientifically, using the car odometer and everything.)
It may not seem like much distance, or it may, depending on your frame of reference, but perhaps this next nifty fact will turn your head, or at least raise your eyebrows.
According to the Internet, our little villa in unincorporated Washington County is 2,386 miles higher in elevation than St. George. 
Sooo, we might as well be in our own weather zone. This point is illustrated by our car parked in this St. George parking lot.
Which vehicle do you think is ours?

Here's a hint: it doesn't look like the others.
Here's another hint: LOOK FOR THE SNOW ON THE GROUND!
Yes, we get snow in the springtime when everyone else in our county is trying on their bikinis.
Well...maybe not everyone...I hope not everyone...actually, I hope not anyone.
But we're not talking about the subtle sexiness of one piece women's bathing suits here.
 We're talking about SNOW. Do you like it?
If so, do you like it in the spring? Or are you a warm weather lover?

Saturday, April 10, 2021

Immunotherapy Smile

At my next-to, next-to-last immunotherapy session this past week, the nice nurse drew a smile on my wristband. I didn't even notice until I left the Cancer Clinic, but it gave me such a boost, I wore it for the rest of the day.
An interesting thing I've learned during cancer treatments (only TWO MORE TO GO! YAY!) is that people under treatment are some of the happiest, most optimistic people I've ever encountered. Even those who've told me they're incurable are smiling (at least their eyes are smiling above their masks) chatting, and viewing the world in a generally rosy light.
I met a first-time-visit lady in the waiting room, accompanied by her husband, adult daughter, and adult son seeing to her paper work, lab work, and generally radiating concern and love for her. 
As I left the treatment room after my immunotherapy, I saw her hooked up to her own cocktail of anti-cancer drugs. She lifted her hand toward me, so I walked over and took hold of it. As we gazed at one another, tears rose in both our eyes. Then I whispered, "You're going to be just fine." I didn't know her prognosis. I just meant that whether she lived or died, she was surrounded by love, which truly makes everything just fine.
Why are the outlooks of these people so positive, even for those who will experience their dying day on this year's calendar?
I don't know. Maybe it's because after cancer patients face death up close, they determined to live what's left of their lives for the truly important things. 
What use is a brand new car, shiny jewelry, or runway clothes if you aren't around to use them? 
Why hold grudges if they just hurt your heart? 
What good is anger toward cancer if it's not going to cure it?
I find these attitudes very inspiring.
In a way, it's too bad that I have to receive cancer treatments to be around such uplifting people, caretakers and patients alike.
I'll just be happy to see them around town instead.
What experience have you had that changed your point of view?

Sunday, March 28, 2021

Planting People

'Tis the season to plant gardens!
Bob and Carolyn are the gardeners in this household. Bob built raised planter beds last fall, which makes it so much easier to reach the dirt and put in the seeds and weed the plants and pick the produce.
They'll grow them...I'll eat them!
Do you like to eat vegetables?
Do you like gardening?

Sunday, March 21, 2021

Kick a Cute Face

 When I walked past this Easter Basket in the store, I thought it was pretty cute.
But then I had to back up. What was that adorable unicorn? 
A ball?
A KICK ball?
Doesn't that mean that you'd have to kick the unicorn in the face if you played sufficient rounds of kickball to win the game?
A unicorn hater...someone who doesn't know what the picture is...someone with vision problems...someone who doesn't care?
Would it bother you to kick a unicorn ball?

Sunday, March 14, 2021

Sudoku Shirley

I heard that doing puzzles keeps your brain strong and improves general health and well being.
So I did some Sudoku.
This is not my first Sudoku rodeo, folks. 
(o: Haha, that mental image makes me smile! :o) 
More than one person has shown me how to do it, usually so fast that my eyes blur as their pen speeds across the squares, filling in seemingly random numbers until, TA-DA! They're done, and every line and every square contains the numbers 1-9 in correct order. 
So I tried my best to follow the rules and do the same thing, but my puzzle had a mind of its own, moving numbers around when I wasn't looking to places they hadn't been before. (Why else would I have to fix so many mistakes?)
In my case, Sudoku might be better for my eye-hand coordination than my brain because of all the cutting and pasting of little white squares to fit the boxes.
You might have noticed that the puzzle is incomplete. I know, I know, get back on the horse as soon as you fall off, but I only had so much headache medicine.
Do you like to do puzzles?
What kind?
(If you like Sudoku, you can still be my friend.)

Monday, March 8, 2021

Shirley Style

 I try to do things efficiently, I really do. As old as I am, it seems that I need more practice in several areas.


I've made smoothies for years. Yesterday I waited for a few seconds, as is my habit, to make sure the lid wouldn't pop off at the blender's high speed, since I tend to put in lots of yummy ingredients. (This time an extra addition was grapes, which made those little bits of purple you see in the spinach/pineapple/banana/cucumber/parsley/carrot/celery mixture.) Well, after I left the kitchen for a task in another room, I returned to find my smoothie half spilled onto the counter.

I'd like to say it won't ever happen again, but this is Shirley we're talking about.


 I've been sewing since I got a miniature sewing machine as a 10-year-old. The mittens I made (out of cotton material, mind you) didn't fit, because I traced around my hand without knowing I had to cut bigger than that for a seam allowance.

If you've never sewed, you may not know about thread, or that the little tail of thread hanging from the right side of the spool is NOT supposed to be there, and spells potential disaster. 

Most thread I've used comes wound on a spool, then the end is pulled through a tight cut in the edge of said plastic spool and glued down by a sticky circle with manufacturer's information stamped on it.

I've managed to get the end of the thread free on many occasions, but last week, it wouldn't come loose, so I finally cut the edge of the spool with scissors to release the thread end, but managed to cut through two strings of thread instead of just releasing the one I was after. (There was ANOTHER tail initially, making three potential candidates for threading through my needle, but it seems to have been subdued by my refusal to throw the spool away.)

Extra ends, dear reader, means that the threads can twist around each other and TANGLE. 

I'm sewing anyway, since I hate to waste all that lovely thread. I'm just waiting for it to work its way to the other thread end, interested to see what might happen then.

Life's an adventure.


I've done laundry for decades, yet when I washed a load of whites, and threw in a faded old jeans jacket that had been washed many times before,  the result was half blue, half white clothes.

For one thing, how could the old, nearly white jeans jacket have enough dye left to turn clothes so blue?

For the second thing, how come only the silky things turned blue, and the cotton-y things stayed WHITE?

It's a mystery to me.

Do your tasks behave when you do them? 

In other words, is your life under complete, useful control?

Tuesday, March 2, 2021

Captive Cabbage!

 All I wanted as a simple head of cabbage, because I was running out,
but I couldn't find one on the produce shelves.
Was I missing something? (It wouldn't be the first time.)
After I looked and looked, I asked a store clerk where the cabbage was, and what do you think he said?

St. Patrick's Day is coming. A lot of traditional people like to eat corned beef and cabbage on that day, so the warehouses are hanging on to their cabbage so they'll have enough for that particular holiday.
Should I sell my remaining half a cabbage on the black market?
I wonder what I could get for it on eBay?
Do you like corned beef and cabbage?

Sunday, February 21, 2021

Clothing Transformation Inherited

My grandmother was a professional seamstress, sewing wedding gowns, prom dresses, and tailoring anything, even turning men's suits into form fitted smart women's suits. She even sewed drill team uniforms for the Utah State University Aggiettes. 
(Hey, I didn't choose the name!)
My sister said I should take some "before" and "after" pictures of clothes that I fix, because I alter a lot of my own clothing, but don't think about the process it until after it's done..
Well, I didn't take before pictures of this tropical dress before I fixed it to fit me, but I remembered in time to show you what the color looked like before I got my fabric markers out.
(Confession: I actually started working on it pre-photo, but left that part out of the camera frame.)
I wore this a couple of times as a black and white tropical dress, but  in my mind that isn't tropical,
I left the dolphins white, and ADDED SOME COLORS!
Do you like black and white clothes?
Do you like colorful clothes?

Sunday, February 14, 2021

Loving Pebbles

I was walking to my car in the parking lot on a day as normal as any other when I noticed a spot of green among the gravel beside the parking lot.
Since I am a curious girl, this called to me to take a closer look. 
Well, look at that. A cheery green flowered reminder of happiness and gratitude.
Who thought of putting this pebble here? One wonders if they know how many random people are buoyed up by their small act of kindness.
What act of kindness changed your perspective?

Monday, January 18, 2021

Spider in A Roll

Perhaps I should have made this a Halloween post,
illustrating the dangers of stacking three mega rolls of toilet paper in a tall open work metal dispenser and working downward to use one and then another over the course of a few weeks, or however long it takes a spider to build a web in the bottom roll.
Maybe I should work on inventing a spider proof dispenser, but maybe this hasn't happened to anyone else, ever, so I would be the only customer.
Do you hate spiders?
Do you like them?
Are you indifferent?

Monday, January 11, 2021

Toy Surprise Inside!

Some people think church is boring.
Maybe they should look harder, or maybe they should participate more.
Do those people sing the hymns?
 If not, maybe they should try it! I've read some entertaining things in the margins of some hymn books, and had some "number chases," where there's a suggestion to turn to page (fill in the blank) then when you turn to that number, there's a note to turn to a different page, and so on, and so on...
This one Sunday, I took out the hymn book and opened it to find a toy surprise inside!
A red and white bracelet!
Why was it there? Was someone marking the next hymn and got called away? Did a brother tease his sister, hide her jewelry, and forget to tell her where it was? Was it intentionally left for some dedicated little hymn singer?
When you go to church or a group sing-a-long event, do you sing too?

Monday, January 4, 2021

Where's the Potty?

Whoever designed this building either had a sense of humor or a mean streak.
On my quest for a ladies' room, I walked down the hall and spotted a door... turned out that it wasn't the one I wanted, but there might be a need for cleaning and/or first aid supplies if I didn't find a bathroom soon!
I stepped on past, still on a quest for the ladies' room, but my niece tugged on my arm and pointed to an obscure door beyond the custodial door in the dimness at the end of the hallway.
Was it true? Could it be?
Eureka! The door I'd searched for was finally revealed!
Who thought of putting the ladies' room in such a hard to find corner?
A man who didn't understand women's needs?
Or an embarrassed woman who didn't want people to see her going in through a bathroom door?

Cheese Boorger

Do you remember learning how to spell? I remember some of it, and none of it made much sense.  The English language has so many exceptions t...