Archive | November, 2016

Tuesday:) Talking About Terms Toni Didn’t Know

23 Nov

“You can never know a lot but you can always do a lot.” ― Filios Sazeides


If you take a look at my blog regularly, you will note that I like to take selfies. Me drinking Black Russians, me with a sunset, me at McDonald’s, etc. It’s all about me! Not really. I just take a lot of pictures. I just happen to get in the way. Well, I recently found out that the term selfie didn’t apply if more than one person was in the photo. Dang! I’m always running around and grabbing people saying, “Come on, selfie time.” 

I decided to look up the correct word to use. 


What do you call a group selfie? An usie, of course!

As in “us.” Pronounced uss-ee, rhymes with fussy.
“Usies are a growing trend that I think have far more social value than selfies,” said Michal Ann Strahilevitz, a professor of marketing at Golden Gate University in San Francisco who studies consumer behavior. “It’s magical capturing moments we share with other people.”
In contrast to one-person selfies, usies are “more about the relationship, and less about you and your hair,” she said.

Well, there ya go. I learned something new. The reason I thought of it was yesterday, I was at one of the Collin County  Municipal buildings, and I ran into Zane Williams, famous McKinney singer/songwriter and all around nice guy. I bumped into him at the post office the other day, too. He was waiting to get a vehicle sticker for his tour bus. So, I plopped down next to him and asked about the kids and how it was going. He said he’s been busy, a lot of travel, but he was fine and the family was good. Then I said, “Selfie time!” I pulled out my phone and took a picture.

Isn’t he adorable? Great singer and very nice person. Well, now I know it wasn’t a selfie. This is an”usie” of me and Zane Williams.

Here’s my favorite song of his. If you’re now familiar with his music, check him out. 

Here’s to more usies and learning something new everyday…

Did you know that? Listen…Silent, interesting.

Montage Monday:) A Week In A Peek

22 Nov

“You have power over your mind – not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.” 

― Marcus Aurelius


A busy, fun, lazy, crazy week. A birthday for Sherry, a shot in the knee, sipping beer with friends, prayers said, and candles lit, sunshine, and sunsets. A good week. Sounds like a poem waiting to happen…Ok, here we go…
A birthday for Sherry, then a shot in the knee

Waiting in a long line, at the dumb DMV

Some sunshine and sunsets, and a beer with a friend

A candle with a prayer, my blessings never end.

(Not so bad, not so great. It’s a poem, not my fate…I’m an artist, not a poet…obviously)

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

21 Nov

“Throughout life people will make you mad, disrespect you and treat you bad. Let God deal with the things they do, cause hate in your heart will consume you too.” ― Will Smith


A chilly morning greeting before Mass, but I had my warm red coat on. It’s always warm and welcoming inside. 

Today’s Gospel was Luke 23:35-43. It was the story of the crucifixion, when people chided Jesus, saying if he really was the chosen one, he should save himself. Then, one criminal hanging next to Jesus defended him by saying, Jesus did nothing wrong, but he and the others were justly being  punished. He asked, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.”He replied to him,“Amen, I say to you, today you will be with me in Paradise.”

My take on it…genuine repentance will invoke genuine forgiveness. At least from Jesus.


With the cooler weather, it’s finally starting to feel more like Thanksgiving, with the holidays soon behind. As I went for my walk through the neighborhood, dozens of garage doors were open, and people were out on ladders putting up Christmas lights. Kids were in the park throwing the football around, and families were walking dogs or pushing strollers. It was like the cool temperature was a magical elixir. The sunset was a painting waiting to be captured.

I was so inspired that I decided to clean out the freezer, rearrange and reorganize the overflowing mess, and throw out those ancient freeze dried crusty antiques hidden under the ice cream.

The amazing thing is, there is actually a teeny tiny empty space left on one of the shelves. Now, I don’t have to wear a helmet or steel toed shoes when I open the freezer door. So many times, when I’d open the door, frozen packages would land on my toes or whack me in the head when I leaned in to reach for my chocolate ice cream.

It was a good day. Happy Sunday!

Saturday:) Sitting Around Sipping Some Beer

20 Nov

Someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago. Warren Buffett************

My Saturdays can be crazy busy or crazy lazy. Today was a crazy lazy day. Of course, I still had to get my daily walks in, but that doesn’t count. Then there’s the crazy weather. Just a few days ago it was in the 80’s, and today it was pretty chilly.

I went for a walk around noon. I walked for about half an hour, then all of a sudden, I started feeling queasy. I was about two blocks from home when I seriously thought to myself, “If I have to puke, do I lean over and spew on a neighbor’s lawn or do I try to  make it to the street curb?” Silly, right? Fortunately, I didn’t have to make that decision. I made it home, drank a glass of ice water, and took a short nap. All better! I think it was just running around on an empty stomach. 

Because I had cut my first walk short, I ventured out for another walk before sunset. I managed to get several blocks in before passing the open garage door with Mr. Larry and Miss Sandy sitting, waiting for me. “Well, there she is!” I heard from the garage. I made my way up the drive way, said my hello, then opened the fridge, grabbed a beer, and plopped in the third chair that is always there waiting for me. Their big ol’ dog, Wolf, was happy to see me too. We sat and chatted until almost dark. 

You know what life is all about? It’s not about being rich or driving fancy cars or big expexpensive houses. It’s about friends and family and enjoying the simple things. It’s all about strolling up  your neighbor’s driveway and helping yourself to a beer. It’s about small talk in a cluttered garage, just watching the world go by in slow motion. It’s about people smiling when they see you, and knowing that you can make people smile.

Friday:)Fun and Fulmination at the DMV 

19 Nov

“I personally believe we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain.” 

― Jane Wagner


My Friday was a day filled with fulmination, frustration, with a side order of french fries. Not really. I didn’t have any fries, but you know me and alliteration.

For those of you unfamiliar with the word “fulmination,” I like to use my two dollar words every now and then just to impress you. Definition below…





plural noun: fulminations

an expression of vehement protest.

“the fulminations of media moralists”

synonyms: protest, objection, complaint, rant, tirade, diatribe, harangue, invective, railing, obloquy; More

a violent explosion or a flash like lightning.

synonyms: protest, objection, complaint, rant, tirade, diatribe, harangue, invective, railing, obloquy; More


I received my driver’s license renewal notice in the mail yesterday, so I decided to take care of that before all the holiday hub-bub. I had to go in person this time and couldn’t renew online. A leisurely morning  was followed by a cooler breezy walk. (So much for the warm weather.) I grabbed my passport, social security card, etc., and off I went to the DMV.

 Well, to start my fulmination, I thought I new where the DMV was off of Highway 5, and must have driven right past it. I pulled over and typed the address into my map app on my phone. It was just a few blocks away. How’d I miss it? (Directionally challenged)

When I arrived, the lines didn’t look too bad, so I took a seat and chatted with lady 132 next to me. I was number 131. Small world. She grew up in Elgin. The same town where my mom and sister live. About twenty minutes later and interesting conversation with number 132, my number was called. I had all my paperwork filled out, and the lady said, “Step over to the middle machine.” Well, there were other machines, so I asked which one, and she repeated, “The one in the middle.” You’d think she could point…but noooooo! Right there she should have known I was trouble. 

That dumb viewer thingy gave me a hard time ten years ago, and it did it again. When the lady asked me to press my head down and read row five, I couldn’t make out the first series of numbers. They were all blurry. I told her that, and said I could read the other lines in the middle and right just fine, but not the left ones in the first row. She asked if I wore glasses, and I said just for reading small print. Duh! I tried my glasses. I still couldn’t make out the first group. Then, she told me to step back over and get my picture taken. I feigned a smile, paid my $25 and was given my receipt and a sheet of paper. She said,”Take this to your vision specialist or eye doctor and get an examination and have him fill this out.” What?

I was annoyed. I can see just fine…except for those tiny numbers on the left. I flustered and bustered while I put away my old license.  In desperation, I asked, “Can I try it one more time?” I went back to the machine and wiggled my head, adjusted the viewer, squinted one eye then the other, said a couple of Our Fathers and Hail Marys, and made all sorts of facial contortions. Finally, I could almost make out the series of seven or eight numbers in the left column, so I rattled off what I thought they were, then the next two columns were clear as a bell. I think the nice lady took pity on me because she took my eye doctor form back and said I’d be getting my new license in the mail in ten days or so. PHEW! That was a close one.

In a way, I was glad that I had to go through that because I think that my left eye is not up to par. I’m going to have to admit that I’m getting old and may need my eyes checked. DANG! I can see a flea on a grizzly bear from a hundred feet away, but I can’t see a few tiny numbers right under my nose. (Don’t ask about the grizzly bear. I just made that up.)

Happy Friday!

Theme Song Thursday:) Celebrate

18 Nov

“Don’t regret; just celebrate your knowledge and wisdom. Life isn’t about an easygoing sheltered heaven; it’s about living.” 
― Rola Mahmoud


We finally were able to get together to celebrate Sherry’s birthday. We went to Cristina’s Mexican Restaurant for a nice long lunch and lots of girlie talk. Good food, good friends, and lots of fun presents. Girlfriends know how to celebrate.

We all sang happy birthday, and Señora Joplin was kind enough to share her dessert with us all. True friendship! 

Happy belated birthday Sherry. 

Wednesday:) What’s With This Weather?

16 Nov

“I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house.”― Nathaniel Hawthorne, The American Notebooks


I stayed up late painting last night, so by the time I got up and moving and ready for my walk, it was almost noon. My house was cool, but when I walked outside, the sun was glaring down. I turned around, went back in the house, and put on a tank top. You can’t get enough vitamin D and sunshine for my liking.

Poor Mother Nature is confused too. The roses are blooming, and the butterflies are fluttering around like its spring. 

Look at my single rose bush. It’s November 16th for goodness sake. This is just one single $8.99 knockout rose bush from Lowe’s that I planted two years ago.  It has a dozen or more buds waiting to bloom. Thanks Mother Nature! 

It’s 83 degrees here today. I can’t say I’m not loving it, but it still is strange. I hope you are enjoying some nice weather too.