Something/Something Else

I watch the Food Network.  A LOT!  For a long time, they had the "Share Our Strength" campaign as a regular part of the programming.  There were regular commercials, telling about the pligh tof hungry children in America.  I certainly do not want to make light of this problem, as I do not believe anyone should go hungry, least of all, children.
Which brings me to the title of this post.  One of the commercials that was run regularly, showed "hungry" children holding up signs that 'told' their story.  One such sign read "I got my dinner from a gas station".  We had to chuckle at this statement because we often get our dinner (sometimes lunch, too) from a gas station here in town.
The reason this post is titled "Something/Something Else" is because many of the businesses have dual purposes  This particular gas station also sells fast-food.  And it's better than the fast-food restaurants;  the local dry cleaners is also a Mini-Storage; a Pizza Place doubles as a Pawn Shop; and even a local preacher is a wanna-be politician.  No telling how many other something/something elses there are that I don't know about.
I reiterate:  Green Acres/ Twilight Zone!

Vocabulary

I have never considered myself a genius, or even particularly smart. But, I did manage to graduate High School and some colege with a 'B' average. Not to shabby for Brenda.  I even thought I had a decent grasp of the English language. Until I moved here, that is.
Below are just a few of the Oklahoma-isms (remember all the 'Bush-isms' when George H. Bush was president):

'I knowed
buggy - grocery cart
payout - checkstand
britches - pants
hidy hole - underground storm shelter
proud for - happy for or proud of
pop - soda
wrecker - tow truck
ain't or cain't - isn't or can't
And, we don't just go to Walmart, but we go to The Walmart.

I never thought, at this age, I'd be re-learning English and grammar.  Green Acres/Twilight Zone!

Pop Tart Tutorial

Boy, I;m really scrapin' the bottom of the barrel on this one!

I.LOVE.POPTARTS!  Some folks might eat them with a glass of milk or a cup of coffee, in the morning, as a breakfast food.  I like them that way, too. But, for me, they taste the very best as a snack, with a tall, cold glass of ice water.  Aaannnd, there has to be a certain way to eat them to maximize both flavor and lastability.  So, I thought a tutorial would be in order to share my fave way to eat a Pop Tart,and to let you know how you, too, can get the very most out of their yummy goodness.

STEP 1:  Open package (duh!)

STEP 2:  Break Pop Tart in half.

STEP 3:  Pick either half and eat JUST the outer edge, all the way around, leaving just the filled  center.  Take a drink of ice water after each bite.  Continue until all edges have been  consumed.

STEP 4:  Once all edges have been consumed, continue with centers, savoring every bit of jelly goodness, again, taking a gulp of ice water after each bite.

STEP 5:  Repeat above steps with second Pop Tart.

Oh, I should mention that these steps work best on your favorite flavor (mine is 'frsted cherry').  It is also okay if you don't use the name brand.  Any store brand will taste just as good, but, I must warn you.  DO NOT try this (or any other method) with a generic brand.  I'm not a Brand-Snob, but generic Pop Tarts just don't work for me!
Give this method a try and see if it isn't just the best way to eat a Popo Tart!  And, while you're eating said Pop Tarts, maybe you can give me some topical suggestioins for blog posts.
TTFN, B

Burn, Baby, Burn!

The headline in the newspaper reads "Come On, Baby, Light My Fire".  The statewide burn ban has been lifted. Hooray for all the pyros out there. This is just another one of those quirky little Oklahoma things. In this state,  people burn their trash.
Back in So. Cal., unless you wanted to be arrested,  you wouldn't ever consider burning your trash.  That's why you pay those high bills for door-to-door trash pick-up
Maybe burning is 'normal' in the rest of the country, but I had never heard of it until I came here.
Seems to me like it gives a green light to all the pyromaniacs out there!

Shoesday!

I ran across a blog a few years ago called "Memoirs of the Shoe Obsessed".  Each week, on Tuesday, she posts pix of a pair of shoes and calls it 'Shoesday'.  She puts up pictures of pretty shoes. I used to wear pretty shoes. Now, I wear these.  Every. Single. Day.  They don't look too bad with pants, and sometimes, my skirts are long enough to hide them. But, imagine a formal,"little black dress", a strand of pearls, hair perfectly coiffed (spelling ?), and these lovely shoes!
Since my stroke, I can'i wear regular dress shoes, nor any shoe that isn't flat with a non-skid bottom, all so I don't fall,which isn't pretty, either.  
So, Andie's got nothin' on me when it comes to Shoesday!  I'll put these babies up against her pretties any day!

Chloroform In Upholstery

In the past, chloroform was used to make patients unconscious during medical operations.

What can I say? I'm desparate for blogging fodder. A little over 3 years ago, I had a stroke, which left me unable to walk or balance on my own. Because of this, I am unable to get up or down unassisted. So, my Mr. bought me this lift chair. It is great for getting me up & down, but, every single time, without fail, that I sit in it, it puts me right to sleep, tired or not. It is so comfortable that I just sink right into it, much like a cozy, comfortable bed. So, Mr. started calling it "chloroform in upholstery"