Monthly Archives: April 2013

A Giant Turnip

I went to the garden yesterday and Becky gave me a turnip that came out of my new garden.  She said it should be good for a couple of meals.  Yay!

Um, how do you cook it?

She gave me a couple of options and I’m thinking of dividing  the thing up and trying them all.

When I picked it up, it was very heavy.  It made me think, isn’t there a folk tale about an old couple and a turnip?  Some of those tales have wishes ill spent and sausages on the nose.

I decided to proceed with caution.

Imagine my relief when I looked up the tale. It is about how it takes the man, wife, granddaughter, and several animals to pull the thing out of the ground.  I’d say that one would provide more than a couple of meals.

In the mean time, I’ll enjoy the one I have.


A Giant Turnip

A Nice Christian Lady

A couple of weeks ago, I started the juggling class at the library again.  I was also having fits with my car’s starter.  A tow truck guy showed me how to tap the starter until I got it fixed.  I was waiting to take it to the mechanic on Wednesday as that is usually his slowest day.

After the class, I couldn’t get my car started, even after tapping the starter with a hammer.  There is a new security guard at the library and I asked him if he could help.  He tapped the right place on the starter!  I was about 5 inches too far to the left.

He asked me if I was single.  Yes.  He said he was too.  Then he said he was looking for a nice Christian Lady.

Um.  I told him he would have to ask my friends. ( I won’t admit to it.  I try but I know I’m not even close)

I said thank you but I’m not ready to date and told him that Gpa had recently passed away.

After I got home I thought, “Of course he’s looking for a nice Christian lady.  Who wouldn’t?  The Proverbs 31 woman is a dynamo.  She does it all.”  I don’t think I’ve ever done even half of what she does.

I’d like to have someone in my life that did all that!

But where is the Proverbs 32 man?  The standard for men to live up to???


Shirley Goodness

When I was a girl, Gpa would share ways to remember things.  One was to associate a picture with what you want to remember.  The one I recalled recently is the 23rd Psalm.  I was thinking about it because I feel like I’m walking in the shadow of the valley of death.  But I’m not fearing evil.  I’m wondering what to do next.

Well, Gpa had a little picture for each verse.  There was a stream, a lamb, a shepherd’s crook, but the one I remember the most is the picture of Shirley Goodness.  She will follow us all the days of our lives. I’ve drawn an example of what it looked like as I don’t have what he did.  I’m glad to know about Shirley.

Shirley Goodness

Memory aid

It’s Spring Again

It was early last year that Gpa and I found the community garden.  It took a while for me to decide if I was going to have a plot.  There is a lot of work involved and the plot is 10×20.  I thought it would be too much for us.  It was, I gave the food pantry as well as friends and neighbors the excess.  It was very nice to be able to do that.

Getting the tomato babies planted.  Got a few strawberries, trying a couple of rhubarb for Lillie.  Most definitely cucumber for pickles, and at the plant sale I hope to get basil, eggplant, okra and peppers.

Lillie and a friend has a plot now and Gena has planted a few things at her house.

It is so exciting to see new life bursting out all over.  And even more exciting to see others giving it a try too.

It is a comfort to see all the flowers and trees blooming, witness to life going on.

Not Working Doesn’t Mean Not Doing Anything

I have been updating my resume and writing cover letters.  Not sure exactly where to put the last year and a half.  On the resume, or just in the cover letter? My resume has education (put the SMU MBA on top) next is skill sets and then a list of the jobs with dates.

I had a friend give her boss my resume and they asked her for my job experience.  It’s on there, not in the traditional order, but the list is there.  If they can’t find it, maybe other’s can’t either.


I did get a bite from SMU and have filled out pre-interview questions.  Have to wait til next week to see if they are interested.

I’ve also gone to a Career Connections meeting and learned about the work to be had in the cloud.  Looked around at and plan to check out  My goal is to sign up or what ever you do and try it out.

Here are somethings I’ve done that I’m pondering where to put in my communication with potential employers, or their computer programs that weed resumes out.

Created this blog, began a juggling class, joined a community garden tended my plot and harvested weekly for the food pantry, started a monthly crime watch meeting, formed a band that has performed 9 times and a gig in June, spent time painting with watercolors, purchased a violin and am learning to play.

And here I was thinking I’ve been lazy, hanging out, playing spider solitaire.  Well, I’ve played a lot of it just don’t think it should be on the list. But looks like it’s not the only thing I’ve been doing.

The Other F Word

Last night the librarian told me I had too much time on my hands when I told her I watched a documentary on Mr. Peppermint.  He was on a morning show in Dallas for many years.  I watched him and so did the kids.

I wonder what she would have said if she knew I had The Other F Word on my DVR.  It’s about punk rockers who have become fathers.

I watched it last night.  I love that punk rockers found out that babies change your live in ways you would never imagine.  It was fun to watch the interaction of the dads and their kids.

Then one shared of his son’s car accident.  Someone cut him off on a highway and he swerved and hit a pole.  The son died.  It wasn’t clear if the person who caused the accident was aware what they had caused.

The dad was distraught and shared that he wanted to go where his son was.  He planned to follow.  Then he remembered that he had other children and couldn’t go anywhere.

My heart went out to him.  I understand some of how he feels.  With Gpa gone only a couple of months, I know the desire to follow. I miss him.  I miss my mom and dad.  I miss my grandma.  But with many loved ones still here, I also know the conflict with that desire.

I want to be here to sing the bumble bee song to the grandbabies, attend my daughter’s weddings, play Catan when there are 3 or more in the house.