Nudity, Police and Cowl

Goodness!  I am really getting behind on my blog.  It is that new TV.  As soon as dinner is over and the dishes are done, Jerry and I plop down in the formerly-hardly-ever-used living room, and we turn on that new TV and watch the DVD we got for Christmas.

The DVD is the first season of "Homeland".  It is NOT a DVD I would have purchased because I am sure it is rated R.  I never buy R movies or rent them on Netflix.  The language is horrendous in them; however, it is pretty horrendous on the three main networks as well these days. 

There is nudity in Homeland, but it is very seldom and well done -- IF you can even say that -- and, of course, it is always the woman's chest.  My husband says he doesn't know what the big deal is about a woman's chest anyway.  He says men all have breasts (sort of) and nipples and nobody cares. 

You would think that would really give me a complex about my chest, but it doesn't. 

I told you early on in this blog that my husband was attracted to me for my brain. 

This morning, I had to go to the Police Department.  I don't know if I told you, but my Conceal and Carry License permit fingerprints were REJECTED by the Oklahoma State Bureau of Investigation for some reason.  I did notice that when the policeman was rolling my fingers all over the digital pad, that the computer would beep and the word "REJECTED" would blink on the screen.  I don't know WHAT that was about.  He finally said we were done, and he would send my fingerprints in for my license.

ANYWAY, I came upon the rejection letter yesterday while packing to return to our other house and I noticed that there was a deadline for getting my fingerprints redone.  AND the deadline was TODAY!!!

I got up early and drove to the mall where the Police Station is, hoping I would be FIRST in line.  I was.  I had to fill out two little cards, pay $10, give them my license, and then I was called behind the counter to start the fingerprinting process. 

It was JUST LIKE BEFORE -- and this is a different police department in a different city.  The policeman would hold my finger and roll it over the digital pad, and the stupid computer would go BEEP-BEEP-BEEP and display "REJECTED" on the screen.  Good grief!!! 

It's a good thing I'm not a secret agent or a spy or something.  I would be "Double O R" -- rejected!

The policeman told me if these prints are rejected, I have to go directly to the OSBI office.  Lovely!  What happens if I get rejected there???  And WHERE are my fingerprints?  I bet I have typed too much and sewn too much and poked myself with too many sharp pins and burned myself too many times with the hot iron.  Maybe I should start sewing with my face, and the wrinkles would all disappear!

You know I've been experimenting making a cowl neck top.  I have made three so far, and I'm not totally happy with any of them.  I was going through my closet Thursday morning looking for something to wear, and GUESS WHAT I FOUND? 

Yep. 

A really nice cowl neck top I had forgotten about.  This is a real slinky rayon knit, and that may be what I need to use when I make one.  You need a lot of drape for this style. 

We were going to go back to our real home this morning, but I had to go to the Police Station, as I said, and Jerry decided that he wanted to go shoot his gun with our friend Robert.  I am SO HAPPY Jerry has made two good friends lately, and they both have guns.

So I am alone wondering what task to tackle next.  I have plenty of choices.

I wanted to say "Hi" to you first.

Hugs, Joy