Hello on Saturday and Update on Jerry

I am so EXCITED about Jerry.  I feel like I'm having an affair with a different man!  He suddenly has a mustache per my request, and unlike when we were married a thousand years ago when it was RED, it is now all WHITE.  I love it!  (For those who don't know, Jerry had blonde hair before chemotherapy.)

We went shopping today.  Every time an older man walked by me who had white hair or white beard or white mustache or combination, I would just stare at him.  One very nice looking man with white beard, mustache and hair caught my stare and smiled at me.  I was SO embarrassed!  I'm sure he thought I was flirting with him.  THANK GOD -- FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE -- I didn't try to EXPLAIN what I was doing.  Usually, I just make matters much worse and embarrass poor Jerry to the point of running the other way while swearing he doesn't know me!

The guy had walked on down the aisle when Jerry pulled his shopping cart up next to mine.  I told him to LOOK QUICK and see how nice white hair looks.

Although, Jerry has a mustache, and he is shaving every day again, he doesn't have much more than peach fuzz over his head.  I'm anxious to see how it comes in.

He is feeling very good MOST of the time.  Sometimes, his ankles swell.  Sometimes, he will say, "I just don't feel right today, but I can't really explain it."

He is back to work at the store.  He has mowed everything that needs mowing.  He has dug holes, burned tree stumps, spread new soil, purchased a new company van for himself, moved some equipment out of his barn to Goodwill, done lots of honey-do jobs for me including helping me give Jackie a haircut, and he stays busy all the time.  AMAZING!  I am so thankful that God has been so good to us through this whole ordeal.

We may have a visit from two of our grandkids next weekend.  Jerry is itching to go fishing on the lake we live up the hill from, and I don't want to go.  He likes to go in his bass boat which is built for fishing.  I like to go out in our bigger boat which has a bathroom and a sink in it.  It also has a big cover you can put up over the boat to shade the occupants from the sun.  The bathroom isn't anything but a port-a-potty behind a door that covers up a sunken room that one must fold one's body in half in order to enter BUT, at least, it has one!

ANYWAY,

I started to say.  Our darling granddaughter, Lindy, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES to go fishing.  Papa says she is his best fishing buddy.  She catches the fish, removes the fish, cleans the fish and whatever else has to be done.  She also usually catches the most.

This picture was taken Spring Break of 2009 when both my granddaughters were here with us.  That is Lauren on the left and Lindy on the right.  Lindy taught Lauren to love it too.  It tickled me pink to watch these girls fish with their Papa.  Sure wish I could have them both here again someday.  It is my prayer.  They are so grown up though.  It will take a small miracle.

Lindy's brother, Jacob, may come with her if he can get off work.  He is doing SO, SO, SO good after several years of bad choices.  He has had a miraculous change of mind and heart, and God is moving in his life in a way that is just exciting to watch.  I can't wait to see him and hug the stuffin's out of him!!!  He may not be able to come due to work.  He really likes to go fishing with his Papa too.

Here's Jacob in 2008.  Isn't he a cutie!  He has caught a lot bigger fish than that one since then.

I couldn't be more thrilled that my grand dolls may

come down to fish with their Papa,

because as everyone on the planet knows,

I would much rather be sewing and blogging!!!

I will, however, COOK an awesome batch of deep

fried whatever kind of fish they bring home to me.


Time for Jackie to come in for bedtime, and tv time for us.

Hugs, Joy

My LATEST Creations and New Video of Sewing Room

It is a cloudy, almost rainy Wednesday here in Southern OK.  We have had the promise of rain for many days, but it has poured everywhere but here.  It poured down on Jerry on his way home from our store last night, but when he got home, not a drop of rain was falling or had fallen.  Well, maybe a few drops.  Not enough to even wet the bottom of the top bowl of the 4-layer bird bath, however.

Jerry and I had to go into town this morning for him to see the skin doctor again, and while he was there, I went to buy REPLACEMENT plants for the ones Jackie has torn asunder.  One poor little plant has been torn up by the roots THREE times.  I have replanted it THREE times.  It is still surviving somehow.  The other plants weren't as lucky.  She tore them apart so much, I would have had to pick up all the shredded leaves and roots and take them to a plastic surgeon to put back together!

SO!  I got the bright idea to buy her some HUGE chew toys that she couldn't possibly chew up for a long time.  I got the biggest one out of my car when I got home from the store this morning, and I gave it to her.  She was VERY HAPPY to receive it.  I watched her gnaw on it for several minutes in the back yard before coming into the house to put away the things I bought AFTER I bought the plants.

I headed upstairs to play in my sewing room and check my emails.  I wasn't up here very long because it was almost lunchtime.  I headed back downstairs for lunch, and I decided to go into the back yard to watch Jackie chew on her new toy.

GUESS WHAT I FOUND?!

I found NOTHING, that's what!  NO chew toy anywhere.  I started to walk around the yard to find it, but then remembered I had on my brand new white tennis shoes, so came back up onto the sidewalk.  Then I noticed that there was dirt and rocks in several places along the garden hedge on the sidewalk.  GREAT!  She had been digging AGAIN!  I walked around the corner to get the broom.  I swept pile #1 -- then pile #2 -- then pile #3.  Low and behold!  Guess what was UNDER the hedge in the newly dug hole in pile #3.  Yep.  The new chew toy.  It was still whole and in one piece.  WHY ON EARTH would she bury it???  How is she supposed to chew on it when it is UNDERGROUND!?

I don't get it.  I decided to leave the new plants on the other side of the fence for now.  I'll have to be in a better frame of mind before I plant them, not to mention plant them so they can't be DUG UP by a large black furry baby.

And I made a new Sewing Room video FINALLY.  Some people complained about the one I had on You Tube saying I was way too chatty.  Can you imagine!?  Here's the new video if you are interested in seeing where I "live" most of the time.

And that is Jackie's quilt you see in that video.  It is all done except for the binding on the back.  Remember the bow tie quilt I found in Granny's attic?  I think these fabrics are from the 40's and 50's or maybe earlier.  I wish I knew more about it.  Jerry says it is too nice to let Jacke chew up.  It will have to be her INSIDE ONLY blankie.

ANDDDDDDDDDDDD,

there were 5 or 6 quilts in that closet.  I gave a few of them to Jerry's cousin, Mary Ann.  Wish I could find my photo of all of them.  Anyway, this one is next up.  The backing was with it, so it is ready to pin onto the longarm.  You can see the difference the quilting makes.

Do you remember I said I was making a "pajama" dress?  "Pajama" meaning it is another silly print, and the last outfits I made from prints were called pajamas by my sisters.

Well, I did make it.  I actually like it, but I probably won't wear it anywhere but home.  I held it up on a hanger and showed it to Jerry.  He looked at it and said, "Fish?"  I interpreted that to mean it doesn't look too good.  Here's a pic.

You will notice my GARDENER dog next to me.  Good thing she is so blasted CUTE!

This is from my Sure-fit Designs Dress Kit.  I put pockets in the side seams.

It wasn't suppose to have a bright red v-shaped insert at the neckline, but I cut the V too low.  I had to do SOMETHING to keep it from showing my entire chest, so I inserted the red piece of fabric.  I like it okay EXCEPT for the fact that it goes up hill about 1/16th of an inch toward my right shoulder.  It bugs me that it isn't perfectly straight.  I put a piece of black trim there to straighten it, and it DID, but I didn't like the black stripe on top of the red so I removed it.  I may try again to fix that this afternoon.

I am still making jewelry and loving it.  I am making birthday presents for my two sisters right now.  All three of us were born in August, although not the same year.  How crazy is that?  My sister, Janice, requested a lariat-style necklace.  I had never made one.

Here is the first one that came out of my head:

I decided it looked a bit flashy for a Preacher's wife, so I toned it down a bit.  It now looks like this:

It seems to be too long, but this isn't a good top to show it on.

I may shorten the red beads at the bottom of the two cords.  Easy enough to do.

And here is version #3 made with chain.  I really like it.  It was the easiest to make too.  Go figure.

And another birthday.  My grandson, Jacob Troy, wears a cross necklace I got him for Christmas all the time.  I thought he might like a change once in awhile.  I saw this one without the cross in a photo of a young man who made it at Firemountaingems.com.  I thought it was masculine enough that I could make it as a gift for a young man and it not be tossed aside.  I had to special order the shiny metal-look beads.  It turned out very nice, I think.

And a fun little bracelet that I saw on You Tube late one night.  There is a beautiful young girl with hair to her waist -- until she cut it -- and she calls herself "Bionerd".  She does a little bit of everything.  This looks totally different than hers, but I used what I had.

You have surely collapsed from boredom if you are still here!

I will let you go.  I'm going to load that new bow tie quilt.

Hugs, Joy

God Bless Our Military

What a GLORIOUS Sunday.  Matthew Hagee preached an awesome sermon this morning about "Not Forgetting".  It was about all that has been forgotten about what made America great.

Just like Egypt in the Bible.  The new Emperor "forgot about Joseph" and, of course, Joseph's God.  Instead of being thankful for God's people who had caused Egypt to prosper and grow by leaps and bounds, he decided there were too many of them, and made the INSANE decision to murder the children.

Is it 4,000 or 7,000 babies A DAY being murdered in the womb right now.  Atrocious, shocking and totally insane to think that God would want a woman to have the right to kill her children, and to believe that any good could come from it.

All the things happening in our country now have done nothing but make things worse.  People don't want God in their lives because they don't want to be accountable to anything or anybody.  Instead of worshipping the Creator, people are worshipping the creation.  God warned against that in the Bible.

So instead of doing things in America that would have created thousands of jobs, people are out of work to protect some slug.  Have you heard how many Eagles are killed every day in windmill blades????

Totally sad, and I don't want to be depressed today, so I'm just going to THANK GOD that we win in the end.  I've read the Book!

So, let's smile and be happy and be thankful for all of our servicemen -- past and present -- who have served our country.

Thousands have GIVEN their lives for our freedom, and thousands more are willing to.  My goodness!  I can't even imagine making that choice of my own free will.  God bless them all.

Special hugs and kisses to my grandson, John, who is serving in Alaska right now.  He's moving soon to another State to learn how to do something with drones.  I have prayed that God will hide him under His wings and keep him from harm.  So far, the most dangerous thing he has had to do is fix a helicopter.  PRAISE GOD FOREVERMORE!

I've got stuff to show you.  A new "pajama" dress and some jewelry, but not today.  It doesn't seem to fit Memorial Day.

Hugs, Joy

AARRGGHH! I Feel Cheated!

Does this ever happen to you?

I needed to buy PhotoShop 11.  Now, don't be like my husband and ask me WHY I needed to buy PhotoShop 11 when I already have PS 8, 9 and 10.  I just did.

So, since I've waited so long, it is now ANCIENT software.  I googled it, and it came up for sale on Ebay by some guy with a 99.1 percent positive rating.  The software was advertised as NEW and UNOPENED.

Here is the back of the box:

It SEEMS TO ME that the "if you don't use it you will go immediately to jail Serial Number" is underneath that fat black marker line at the bottom.

The directions say to "find the Serial Number on the BACK of the DVD case"; however there IS NO CASE.  The DVD's are in little white UNmarked envelopes.

There they are.  The "DVD Cases".  Do you see any Serial Numbers????  I don't.

There is that little box down in the corner with some weird code on it, but Jerry says that is NOT a Serial Number.

This is SO MADDENING!

This is a quiet Saturday with only sheets to wash and put back on the bed, and it is the perfect time to install this new software and learn how to use it.  But NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And for you computer geeks out there, I bet you are saying, "There should be a "redemption code".

There is.  Here it is:

I put it in FOUR times.  My husband, of course, thinks I can't do anything "computer" properly, so he came over to rescue me.  He put it in himself.  All five times, I got an error message that said, "This number is NOT active you IDIOT!"  Well, something like that.

Then my husband gave me the "I can't BELIEVE you bought that on Ebay, Joy!!!" speech.  "WHAT were you thinking!?"

By then, I was crying, but not so much that I couldn't remind him of the ballast he had just installed 15 minutes earlier over my counter.  The ballast he BOUGHT ON EBAY just last week!

Yes.  I went to Ebay to post a horrible review on this man's space, and a message came up asking me to contact him.  So I emailed him telling him a shortened version of all of the above.  I have not heard back.  This means I will have to go downstairs -- get the sheets out of the dryer -- put them on the bed -- and then go outside and swing and pet Jackie.  She is ALWAYS so understanding.  If I'm not swinging, she puts her head between my knees and just looks up into my eyes.  SO ADORABLE.  I'll have to take a picture for you.

Have a WONDERFUL day anyway.

Hugs, Joy 

Good Wednesday Evening

Just stopped by to say HI!

Not much excitement today.

I took Jackie for the first time to Country Clippers for a bath, toenail trim, ear cleaning and some gland thing I hear is nasty.

I have the table and the nooses and the trimmers, so when Jerry gets back from Edmond, we will try to give her a not-too-horrible trim.  I really like her hair long because it is soft and silky, but it is easier to keep clean and cooler when it is shorter.

I never DREAMT it would be so satisfying to have a dog of my own.  Our girls had a few when they were growing up, but they were mostly a nuisance to me.  They were outdoor dogs, and they didn't know any tricks at all.  If it wasn't for Phylly and You Tube, Jackie wouldn't know any either.

One Christmas, we bought two solid black miniature poodle puppies for our girls.   I remember Jeree trying to get her puppy, Amy, to jump through a hula hoop.  Her solid black puppy turned completely gray in just a few months.  I couldn't believe it!

Tammy named her puppy Black Beauty and we called her "BB" for short.  She stayed solid black.

Some time after BB was grown, Tammy and I were taking her for a walk in our neighborhood.  We did not have her on a leash.  She was running back and forth across the street from yard to yard.  We had walked several blocks when we noticed a lady backing out of her driveway and then driving down the street towards us.  BB was running all over the place.  We tried to control her without success.  BB darted right out into the street IN FRONT OF THE LADY'S CAR.  The lady slammed on her brakes.  She stopped her car and got out.  She walked over to us in tears.  She told us she was taking a casserole to someone who was sick, and the casserole was all over the floor board of her car.

I felt so sorry for the lady, and I was FURIOUS at that dog!  If I COULD have caught her, I would have strangled her!  We eventually gave her to a nice older couple who traveled in a motor home.

I was young and not nearly as educated about such things as I am now.  I should have had the dog on a leash.  I should have followed the lady home and offered to clean up her car.  I could have helped her cook another casserole.  I feel worse about it now than I did then because I didn't do anything but continue to holler at the dog and chase her from house to house the whole way home.

Jerry says a Thunder game is on.  OH BOY!  They play practically EVERY night.  I'm glad he enjoys the games, but to me, it just doesn't make good sense to run across the room -- throw the ball -- turn around and run back where you came from -- throw the ball -- turn around and run back to the other side -- throw the ball -- turn around, and around, and around, and around --  a zillion times!

There are NO sewing machines, NO fabric to be sewn, NO patterns, NO thread.  When you get done playing, you don't have anything new to wear!

I just don't get it.

Gotta go.  Hope you are all enjoying your week.  The weather has been divine down here in southern Oklahoma.

Hugs, Joy

Houston, We HAVE a Problem!

Church was about tithing this morning.  I was taught about tithing 10% -- saving 10% -- spending 80% when I was in diapers.  Jerry learned it after marrying me.  Not FROM me, but from one of "my preachers".  His name is Kenneth Copeland.  I realize he is a bit over the moon to most with his gigantic home and all those airplanes parked outside with his own runways.  All I can say is HE WAS RIGHT.  The Bible says "give and it will be given unto you, pressed down, shaken together and running over".

Hagee was the preacher this morning, of course.  Poor guy is still sitting to preach after two knee replacements.  You can feel his pain when he walks.  He talked about the Old Testament and the New Testament being "the same book".  One foretells it, and the other fulfills it.

After church, I decided to put the binding on Jackie's quilt.  I took it off the longarm yesterday being very pleased with myself and the all-over pattern I came up with all by myself to finish it.  I'm taking a break right now from hand-sewing the binding to the back of the quilt.  I'll show it to you soon.

Today, I have a picture of the outfit my daughter bought me for Mother's Day.

 I cannot tell you the last time I went to a STORE to buy already made clothes for myself.  It usually is Christmas when I shop for other people

I usually buy several things because they are on sale, and then they hang in my closet with price tags on them until someone like my sister comes over to spend the night and points out all the articles in my closet with price tags still on them.

ANYWAY,
Tammy texted me one day when I was working at our store.  She said, "What size do you wear?"

I texted back that you have to have a measuring tape.  You have to measure across the shoulders to see if it measures 14 to 15 inches from seam to seam,

THEN you have to measure across the bust area to be sure there is more than 42 inches,

THEN you have to measure the waist to see if it measures 35 inches,

THEN you have to measure across the hip area to be sure it will cover 42 inches.

She texted back:  "I don't HAVE a measuring tape WITH me!  WHAT size do you wear!?"

I thought it didn't really matter because I would probably have to take back whatever she bought me because it surely would NOT fit me, so I told her a Large top and a Size 14 pant.

A couple days later she drove all the way down here to my house a few days before Mother's Day to show me what she bought me.  I was SO DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELIGHTED that is FIT PERFECTLY, and I LOVED IT!  Here is a picture:

She bought matching earrings also.

I COULD NOT BELIEVE how perfectly this fit me.

OF COURSE, it is all very stretchy, and that sure doesn't hurt.

She went back home the next day.

A few days later she called me and said Steinmart -- where she bought this outfit -- was having a sale -- and she wanted to know if I would like anymore clothes.

I TOTALLY FORGOT that I am supposed to be on a Ready-To-Wear fast because I joined Goodbye Valentino's Facebook "club" where I agreed not to buy any RTW for one year, sooooo

I said, "Sure".

What are the chances this is the ONLY outfit in the entire world that fits me?  Maybe there is at least one more.

Just a few days ago, I received a box from Tammy with two blouses and three pair of these crop pants which is a style I have never worn before this year.  I always thought they looked like you were just a real bad hemmer when you made your pants.

All fit me pretty good, except for one blouse that had to be taken in.

Here is one of the outfits that I am wearing today.  The dots on the navy blue are actually cream colored -- not white.  This is the blouse I had to alter a bit.

Now,
I WAS going to show you Jackie's quilt which I have almost finished, BUT the CRAZIEST catastrophe happened!

My VERY EXPENSIVE Steam Generator by Rowenta CAME APART.

I picked it up, and the bottom started FALLING!

I was SO SHOCKED!

All I need is to drop a flaming hot steam iron ON MY FOOT!

I picked it up higher, and the bottom of the iron -- the hot part -- seemed to not fall all the way off, so I did one or two more presses to the quilt binding, and then I quit.

It was just way to iffy.  Not only is the thing flaming hot -- it is HEAVIER than a brick!

So I took a picture for you, because a picture is worth a thousand words.

Isn't that INSANE?

It is like the thing MELTED from its own heat.

I have ordered a replacement, but it won't be here until Wednesday.

First, my computer and now, my iron.  This is really affecting my blog life!

I'll let you go.  It is a pretty Sunday evening, and my dog, Jackie needs discipline outside.  I planted all my new plants yesterday, and she decided she should UNplant two of them.  I replanted both of them, and the little rascal UNplanted one AGAIN!

This is going to require some strong punishment!

HAVE A BLESSED, WONDERFUL, FUN AND HAPPY WEEK!

Hugs, Joy

My GREAT New Gadget!

My desk top computer is fixed, and Jerry is upstairs plugging in the endless wires that go someplace in the back of it.

I, on the other hand, am IN MY BED typing on my laptop to you.  I never type on my laptop in bed because it is just too uncomfortable to have the laptop on my thighs blowing out hot air and putting my legs to sleep.  If in bed, I usually have the laptop on a pillow beside me, and I watch You Tube videos on it.

BUT NO MORE!

I've been on my laptop all the time for days because my desk top computer was in the shop, so I have had to get used to working with it.  While I was here in bed two nights ago, my thighs were hot -- my legs were going to sleep -- and the computer felt like it weighed 50 pounds.  I got the bright idea to google "laptop bed table" and "computer table" and "bed stand" and whatever else I could dream up that such a gadget might be named.

This is just 2 days later, and it has arrived.  LOOK!!!  I, of course, have a picture for you taken by my sweetie pie hubby.

 Jerry asked me the CRAZIEST question.

"Why is it pink?!"

The answer to that is, "Because I couldn't find one with a large floral print on it".

It is the most amazing gadget.  The legs are in 3 parts, and each one moves independently of the other, so you can put the thing in all kinds of different positions.  I highly recommend it.  Only one thing missing:  a cup holder.  It does have a little table that is probably for a mouse, but it holds my cell phone perfectly.

Here is the description from Amazon.  It doesn't really have a brand name that I can see.  It was $38.40.

Adjustable Vented Laptop Table Laptop Computer Desk Portable Bed Tray Book Stand Push Button Joints up to 17" (Pink)

GOOD HEAVENS!  WHAT a description!  No wonder I couldn't remember it.  O-=

Come back tomorrow, and I will show you what my daughter got me for Mother's Day, plus what I have made since my computer crashed.

I pray all of you -- if any -- who are in California will be safe from those awful fires.  One of our daughters is close enough to it to have ashes in her yard.  I'm praying for rain and no wind and safety to all in harm's way.

Hugs, Joy

Mother's Day VIDEO One Day Late

So sorry my Happy Mother's Day video is a day late.  It took 20 HOURS to upload this video to You Tube.

Our internet service down here is pretty good UNTIL you want to upload something.

That part is still "Stone Age" technology, and the "We apologize for that" people at AT&T have no idea when it will be any better.





Here is my 9-minute long Mother's Day message.  It was done on this laptop with the built-in camera, and it evidently has only one setting and that is High Definition which takes forever to upload.

It is Monday, and Monday chores await me.

My desk top computer is still out for repairs.  Hopefully, I'll be able to do pics again tomorrow.

Hugs, Joy

Bad News and Good News

The "bad" news is my computer evidently got some kind of awful germ.  How nutty.  I tried to log in with my password and I got an error message that said I wasn't me and my password was wrong.

The computer has been delivered to Shannon, our computer fixer guy down here.  He is paralyzed from an auto accident when he was young and "lives" in a wheelchair.

When I drove up to our store where he was working on something for Jerry, I noticed a brand new pretty red truck in the handicapped parking.  I assumed it was his, but I couldn't imagine how on earth he got in it -- IN his wheelchair -- behind the steering wheel to drive.  He can drive with some levers attached to the steering column.  His fingers don't work, but he has limited use of his arms.

I went into the store and found Shannon in the Receiving area sitting next to Jerry.  I said hello to him and asked him if that was his shiny red truck.  He said it was.  I told him I would love to see HOW he got into it.
Later, I was sitting back in my office at my desk.  Jerry walked in and said, "Shannon is waiting for you outside so you can see how his truck works."  I walked outside to the front parking lot where he was sitting in his wheelchair a little bit away from the side of the truck.  He had a remote control in his hand.  He said, "Are you ready?"

I said, "Yes", and I really didn't have a clue what was about to happen.

The entire side of his truck from the drivers door to the truck bed lifted out and up into the sky!!!  It was like someone CUT the whole side of the truck off and then reattached it with hinges at the top of the doors.

Then a platform came out of the truck and lowered to the ground.  Shannon backed his wheelchair up onto the platform, and then went up and into the truck where he landed right behind the steering wheel.  I'm sure my mouth was as wide open as the side of that truck was!  It was amazing.   I certainly would have taken a picture if I could have closed my mouth long enough to think of it before Shannon drove away.

THE WHOLE POINT OF THAT STORY IS my computer was IN THAT TRUCK, and I won't have it back until some time next week.

So the "good" news is I still have my laptop, AND I figured out how to upload a video to it.  I have a new video that Jackie and I made for Aunt Phylly today.  She asked how Jackie was, so here she is:

I am in the frog "pajamas".  I never left home with them on.  I did change the pink buttons to lime green buttons, and I think they look better.

I THINK I have some pictures in here to show you, but I haven't figured out if I can work with them yet.  I think I'll go play with that now.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all of my blogosphere friends.  I pray your families are healthy and happy, and you are appreciated as the awesome Mothers you are!

Hugs, Joy

AARRGGHH! So Much To Say But.....

My goodness!  What is with computers?!

I had a lot of time today to show you some pictures and tell you about the wonderful visit from my daughter.  I went upstairs and sat down in front of my Dell computer that has Windows 7 on it.  My name was there underneath the big orange daisy and the cursor was flashing in the "password" box.

I typed in my password.

It is the same password I have had since computers were invented.  I never change it.  It is the same on this laptop and my computer at the other house and my computer at work.

For some mysterious reason the computer decided I WASN'T ME and my password WAS WRONG.

I put it in a thousand times.  I used caps -- no caps -- half caps -- and whatever else I could think of!

It never took.

Therefore, I am on my laptop which is a very nice computer, BUT it doesn't have all my pictures in it.

HEY!  I wonder if I could go get that camera cord -- hook it to this laptop -- and upload -- or is it download -- the pictures to this laptop.

OH WAIT, that won't work.  I don't have Photo Shop on this computer, so I can't shrink the size of them or cut out the laundry on the floor or the half-eaten cookie on the sewing table.

Darn!

I called my brother, our former computer tech.  He couldn't help.  I called the big company that fixes our store computers.  They could help IF I would just drive 200 miles and deliver the computer to them.  Then Jerry reminded me of Shannon in the wheelchair who is a computer tech and lives close to us here.

YES!  Great idea.  Only problem is he can't get up my stairs with his electric wheelchair.

Final plan is to take the computer to his office tomorrow morning.

You might say a quick prayer for me that I can disconnect the tangled web of wires from it and get it separated from all of its devices.

Actually, if I appear in front of Jerry with a tool or two in my hand, he will QUICKLY become alarmed and follow me to the problem.

Love that about him!






I want to thank all of you dear ladies for your sweet remarks to my last post.  The person that said that to me loves to stir up trouble and hurt people.  She even told me that herself.  She could be such a lovely person if she just wanted to be.  She is very smart and pretty.  It is a shame she is so bitter against people who truly care about her.

Come back tomorrow.  MAYBE I'll have a fun post for you to read.

Hugs, Joy

Narcissistic Personality Disorder. Long and Preachy. Feel Free to Skip! (-;

I was informed today that I have "NPD" which is my shortened version of Narcissistic Personality Disorder.

Good heavens, I can hardly spell it!  I had never heard of it, so I had to look it up.

Definition

By Mayo Clinic Staff

Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental disorder in which people have an inflated sense of their own importance and a deep need for admiration. Those with narcissistic personality disorder believe that they're superior to others and have little regard for other people's feelings. But behind this mask of ultra-confidence lies a fragile self-esteem, vulnerable to the slightest criticism.

Narcissistic personality disorder is one of several types of personality disorders. Personality disorders are conditions in which people have traits that cause them to feel and behave in socially distressing ways, limiting their ability to function in relationships and in other areas of their life, such as work or school.

Actually, I DO KNOW my personality.  I took a lot of tests when I was in my twenties.  There were several books written about it.  Phylly told me she had taken some tests like that too.  

According to those tests, I am half "Choleric" and half "Melancholy".  I bet that book is here in my bookcase somewhere.

These are NOT the kind of tests you can cheat on.  There were only 4 types of personalities.  Each one had 10 good traits and 10 bad traits, so there was no reason to cheat.

"Choleric" people are major perfectionists.  They are very organized, like to be in control, and they are usually good at it.  (NOT my definition.  It is from the book.)

"Melancholy" people are organized, take lots of notes, make lists and they love music.  They like everything to be in order, and they keep track of it -- hence, the lists.  Often, they have musical ability of some sort.  I don't have any musical abilities other than an attempt to sing music that I love.

The lady that wrote the book -- and I can't think of her name right now -- had a husband who was a Melancholy.  He measured the silverware's placement on a table setting to be sure it was a thumb's distance from the edge of the table.

I DO THAT!!!  I can just eyeball it now, of course, since I've done it forever.  (I did NOT doctor the below picture.  Notice how it says "Utensils are placed one inch from the edge of the table.")

The only way I would label one person "superior" to another would have to do with talent or ability.  

THAT, however, doesn't make anyone SUPERIOR to another person.

 My preacher says it well:   "Ignorance is curable.  Stupidity is not."

There is ALWAYS going to be somebody who is smarter than I am, richer than I am, more talented BY FAR than I am, and on and on and on.....  I don't feel like like I'm "superior" to ANY person as we are all God's beloved creation.  God looks on our hearts, and we are all special in His eyes.  The Bible says He knew us from our Mother's womb, and He has a plan for each of our lives.

Does everyone fulfill the plan God has for them.  NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!  Therein lies the problem.  People make wrong choices and they screw up their lives, and then most want to blame everyone but themselves for the mess they are in.

Did I ever make wrong choices? 

 You betcha!, as Sarah Palin would say.

Was I sorry?  I was.

Did I pay a price for my bad choices?  Sure did.  

God said, "MY people perish for lack of knowledge."  That's the number one huge problem.  People don't even know who God is, never mind who they are.  

Eventually, I found a good church.  I went to a Billy Graham crusade.  I listened to tapes from really good preachers.  I read the Bible all the way through.  I learned HOW to make right choices.

Now, insofar as "having little regard for other people's feelings".  This is VERY TRUE!  You can put me on the very top of the list of those who refuse to be POLITICALLY CORRECT.  In my book, that is equal to Godlessness.  The Bible says, "To see evil and not call it evil, is evil!"

So, you got me there.  

If you lie to me, I will call you a liar.
If you have an abortion, I will say you murdered your baby.
If you are a homosexual or lesbian, I will say it is a sin.
If you steal something from me, I will call you a thief.
If you have something on TV that includes cursing my God or using filthy language, I will simply leave.
ETC.

Does this mean I think I'm BETTER or SUPERIOR?  NO, NO, NO!  It means I'm forgiven, and you should get forgiven too.

My own girls got very upset with me when they were young over my opinion of their gay friends.  I didn't change my belief to be anti-Bible just because my children disagreed with it.  

THE THING IS, however, I will tell you in the NEXT BREATH that I love you, God loves you, and God will forgive you, and you can choose to change.  I happen to BELIEVE the Bible is the inspired, indisputable Word of God.  God makes the rules, and we don't get to change them.  That does make me very politically INcorrect.  I'll stand before God someday with everyone else, and we'll see how politically correct God was.

Just wanted you to know about this dread condition this person attributes to me.  I'm sorry she feels that way.  I thank God that I have a husband who adores me and has been faithful to me for 39 years.  I have very WONDERFUL friends who actually like me in spite of this supposed dread malady.  I pray this person and her family have a long, happy life and NEVER get this dread disease themselves.

I have some new pictures to show you BUT I left my camera cord at the other house.

I have ordered another one, but it won't be here until Wednesday.  I'll be back with pics then.







HUGS, Joy