What a beautiful day we are having today. Just a little cool,clear and sunny. Absolutely perfect! I was sitting out on the deck, just enjoying the weather and the view. Guess SOMEONE needs to get out there and rake up some leaves???
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
It's Fall Ya'll!
What a beautiful day we are having today. Just a little cool,clear and sunny. Absolutely perfect! I was sitting out on the deck, just enjoying the weather and the view. Guess SOMEONE needs to get out there and rake up some leaves???
Monday, November 27, 2006
Krispy Kreme Temporarily Unavailable
In the Sunday Pensacola News Journal there was an article about our Krispy Kreme Donuts. It seems the building that has been at the same spot for 40 something years is going to be razed and a brand spanking new building will be there. A bigger and better place for cooking up those one-of-a-kind donuts that you just can't get enough of once you've tried them.
The article was really great, describing exactly how I feel about these tasty treats. I'm just not a good writer, so I'll let him describe my feelings exactly!
Don't Bogart that donut, hand it over to me by Carl Wernicke
I fear an ominous rumor as much as anyone -- especially when it threatens our very way of life.
So rumblings that the Krispy Kreme outlet on Ninth Avenue in Pensacola is never going to reopen after its closing for renovation have to be taken seriously.
After all, the phrase "Closed for remodeling" has been the epitaph for more businesses than I can count. It is far more deadly than the dreaded "vote of confidence" coaches of failing teams get from management just before they are fired (or go ask Don Rusmfeld, who might have gotten the quickest post-vote-of-confidence boot in history).
The company's stock has been pummeled, and falling sales of Krispy Kreme's coma-inducing sugar bombs have been blamed on the erroneous belief that if you eat only healthy foods, you will never die.
Of course, that fits in with today's "I want it now, and I want it all" mentality, but not even the fitness-obsessed baby boomers -- the most spoiled generation in history (unless you count their kids) -- will be able to escape the final breakdown.
Company officials counter the rumors with plans not for a renovation, but a complete tear-down and rebuild, with a reopening scheduled in four short months.
OK.
But it had better happen, that's all I can say.
I was first acquainted with Kripsy Kreme's famous glazed doughnuts as a Boy Scout. We bought them by the boxed dozen for a quarter, and raised money by selling them for 50 cents.
It was never that hard selling the doughnuts. I pitied the kids who had to hawk magazine subscriptions or weird stuff from catalogues. I once sold my grandmother these clever little colored plastic balls filled with water; you'd freeze them for use in place of ice cubes, and give your next party that festive air so lacking in more humdrum homes. The first time she did, several people got sick when the balls leaked tainted water into the drinks.
She demanded her money back, which was a setback to a little kid, even if the balls were a disappointment. Of course, today her guests would probably sue me.
I went back to selling Kripsy Kremes, which I knew people really wanted.
And why not? In those days, it was a no-brainer: a dozen fresh sugar bombs delivered to your door on Saturday, sometimes still warm, for 50 cents.
Let's eat two, as Ernie Banks used to say.
Naturally, we'd order some doughnuts for ourselves (and I'm talking glazed -- any other doughnut, even a Krispy Kreme, was an affectation; don't even talk to me about cake doughnuts, which sit as heavily on a Southerner's stomach as the defeat at Gettysburg, leaving no room for fried chicken).
Anyway, you'd dig into the box and pull out a couple of glazed delights -- if still warm, they threatened to melt on your fingers and pull apart as you drew them out. You'd already have a big glass of cold milk poured, and the doughnut would simply dissolve in your mouth; you didn't even have to chew a hot one.
Within minutes, the world would haze over and something would happen to your body. Your brain would start humming, your heartbeat quicken ... and everything and everyone else would slow down. The only way for them to catch up was to eat a couple themselves and dose their own bloodstream with the potent chemical load baked into every round little food-nuke. (Is a Krispy Kreme actually food? I don't know, and don't care.)
I do know that if I want to be the most popular guy in the newsroom I stop by the Krispy Kreme, stand in line with the other sleepyheads, and order several dozen "hot doughnuts now" to go.
Once in the newsroom, I put out an "all" message: Doughnuts in the coffee room.
Soon, there's nothing but a couple of empty boxes, with latecomers reduced to shamelessly scraping the congealed sugar off the cardboard like some desperate junkie working the bottom of his stash.
What I'm saying here is I had better not see a fried chicken place or convenience store rise up where Krispy Kreme now sits. The world is getting crazier, and I feel the need coming on to slow it down.
The article was really great, describing exactly how I feel about these tasty treats. I'm just not a good writer, so I'll let him describe my feelings exactly!
Don't Bogart that donut, hand it over to me by Carl Wernicke
I fear an ominous rumor as much as anyone -- especially when it threatens our very way of life.
So rumblings that the Krispy Kreme outlet on Ninth Avenue in Pensacola is never going to reopen after its closing for renovation have to be taken seriously.
After all, the phrase "Closed for remodeling" has been the epitaph for more businesses than I can count. It is far more deadly than the dreaded "vote of confidence" coaches of failing teams get from management just before they are fired (or go ask Don Rusmfeld, who might have gotten the quickest post-vote-of-confidence boot in history).
The company's stock has been pummeled, and falling sales of Krispy Kreme's coma-inducing sugar bombs have been blamed on the erroneous belief that if you eat only healthy foods, you will never die.
Of course, that fits in with today's "I want it now, and I want it all" mentality, but not even the fitness-obsessed baby boomers -- the most spoiled generation in history (unless you count their kids) -- will be able to escape the final breakdown.
Company officials counter the rumors with plans not for a renovation, but a complete tear-down and rebuild, with a reopening scheduled in four short months.
OK.
But it had better happen, that's all I can say.
I was first acquainted with Kripsy Kreme's famous glazed doughnuts as a Boy Scout. We bought them by the boxed dozen for a quarter, and raised money by selling them for 50 cents.
It was never that hard selling the doughnuts. I pitied the kids who had to hawk magazine subscriptions or weird stuff from catalogues. I once sold my grandmother these clever little colored plastic balls filled with water; you'd freeze them for use in place of ice cubes, and give your next party that festive air so lacking in more humdrum homes. The first time she did, several people got sick when the balls leaked tainted water into the drinks.
She demanded her money back, which was a setback to a little kid, even if the balls were a disappointment. Of course, today her guests would probably sue me.
I went back to selling Kripsy Kremes, which I knew people really wanted.
And why not? In those days, it was a no-brainer: a dozen fresh sugar bombs delivered to your door on Saturday, sometimes still warm, for 50 cents.
Let's eat two, as Ernie Banks used to say.
Naturally, we'd order some doughnuts for ourselves (and I'm talking glazed -- any other doughnut, even a Krispy Kreme, was an affectation; don't even talk to me about cake doughnuts, which sit as heavily on a Southerner's stomach as the defeat at Gettysburg, leaving no room for fried chicken).
Anyway, you'd dig into the box and pull out a couple of glazed delights -- if still warm, they threatened to melt on your fingers and pull apart as you drew them out. You'd already have a big glass of cold milk poured, and the doughnut would simply dissolve in your mouth; you didn't even have to chew a hot one.
Within minutes, the world would haze over and something would happen to your body. Your brain would start humming, your heartbeat quicken ... and everything and everyone else would slow down. The only way for them to catch up was to eat a couple themselves and dose their own bloodstream with the potent chemical load baked into every round little food-nuke. (Is a Krispy Kreme actually food? I don't know, and don't care.)
I do know that if I want to be the most popular guy in the newsroom I stop by the Krispy Kreme, stand in line with the other sleepyheads, and order several dozen "hot doughnuts now" to go.
Once in the newsroom, I put out an "all" message: Doughnuts in the coffee room.
Soon, there's nothing but a couple of empty boxes, with latecomers reduced to shamelessly scraping the congealed sugar off the cardboard like some desperate junkie working the bottom of his stash.
What I'm saying here is I had better not see a fried chicken place or convenience store rise up where Krispy Kreme now sits. The world is getting crazier, and I feel the need coming on to slow it down.
Telephone Inverview
John had an interview over the phone with the elders in Burlington yesterday afternoon. It lasted about 30-40 minutes. After it was over, he said he thought it went really well. Of course, we're no closer to knowing whether or not they will offer him the position, but he's gotten this far in the process anyway without a door being closed. Because I am a believer that God really and truly cares about all aspects of our lives. And if we pray about it, and really put God's will first regarding this issue, then things will work out the way they are supposed to.
Does God want us to move up there? We're still waiting for the answer to that question. If it's His will, the door will be opened. If not, He'll close it. Now I know I'm saying this at the risk that we won't get the opportunity to move up there, which would disappoint me terribly. But I have to believe and trust that God can see the bigger picture and He knows what is best for us. (That's so hard to do when you want something to happen so strongly!)
Does God want us to move up there? We're still waiting for the answer to that question. If it's His will, the door will be opened. If not, He'll close it. Now I know I'm saying this at the risk that we won't get the opportunity to move up there, which would disappoint me terribly. But I have to believe and trust that God can see the bigger picture and He knows what is best for us. (That's so hard to do when you want something to happen so strongly!)
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Happy Thanksgiving!
We had a beautiful day in Florida today. About 75 degrees, warm and clear. I had to work for part of the day, but this afternoon we went out to the beach for a little while, just walked around and spent some time. The water was cold, but even so, there were a few brave souls actually getting into the waters of the Gulf of Mexico. Jared and Daniel tossed the ball around, while Abby and Tiffany looked for seashells. It was a nice time.
We plan to have our "real" Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow because of work today. I got a lot of it done today though, and ham is pretty simple to make. We had a turkey breast today. Gotta have turkey on Thanksgiving!
Anyway, hope everyone had a blessed day!
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Satsuma Trees
We have had some absolutely beautiful weather down here in Florida the last several days...until today! I had to work Monday and Tuesday (when it was so nice), and today it is stormy and rainy! Oh well...I like the rain too! A good day to be home, curled up on the couch under my comforter and reading a book or watching something good on t.v. (if I can find something good that is!)
On Sunday after church I took a few pictures of our Satsuma trees in our back yard before I picked most of the oranges. Well...I think they'd be classified as oranges. They're really more like a tangerine because they can be peeled so easily, and they have hardly any seeds in them. We have 2 of them, and they produce plenty of oranges for our family and for us to share with some of our friends from church.
I really love the idea of going out in my back yard and plucking an orange off the tree and eating the sweet fruit right off the tree! We also have blueberries (in the summer) that are really good. If we move to Washington, I'll have to get some apple and plum trees, and the blueberries grow very well there also (and yummy raspberries!)
Well, it's started to rain very hard and the wind is blowing. Guess I'll be lazy and try to finish that book I started. I'm reading "At First Sight" by Nicholas Sparks.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Just Stuff
I just realized that I started this blog a year ago already. It was right around Veterans Day, and before the Thanksgiving holiday. I'm not sure just how things will go this year for Thanksgiving. I know Daniel and Tiffany and Abby will be down, but looks like I'll have to work. The schedule I'm on now has me working 12 hour shifts, and I work every Thursday to boot. So...guess they may be eating turkey at Cracker Barrel this year, and maybe even without me! Guess it's too early to worry about all that right now.
It hasn't been the best of weeks for me :( John is out of town this week at a Preachers Retreat in Columbia, Tennessee. I've been working, but have had a migraine headache for the last couple of days. Pretty frustrating, I can tell you! I've had these things for the last 30 years. I thought they were supposed to eventually just go away, but that hasn't been my experience. I still get em.
Jared and his girlfriend have broken up since Halloween. They'd been going together for about 9 or 10 months. I think Jared is handling things pretty well under the circumstances. He's handling it all right, though he often says how much he misses her . It's fascinating to me that he would consider taking her back, even though she already has another boyfriend. I like her, she's a nice girl, but they are both so young. I just know that if it was me, I'd not even consider taking someone back who didn't want to be with me and left me to be with someone else. Maybe I'm just too hard on people...I don't know???
John is starting to get a little more aggressive about looking for a new job. Once Jared graduates from high school at the end of May, he'll be moving to Tennessee and going off to college. We plan to move next June or so ourselves. He found a church that's looking for a preacher in Burlington, Washington. That's just outside of Mount Vernon, Washington and not that far from Bellingham and Vancouver Canada. I would absolutely love to move up there. I'd be pretty close to Angie and her family, and even closer to David. I'm keeping the prayers and supplications going and I'm learning a pretty good lesson in patience. Of course the most important thing is if that's the door God wants to open for us. Is that where HE wants us to go??? I hope. I hope. And pray.
It hasn't been the best of weeks for me :( John is out of town this week at a Preachers Retreat in Columbia, Tennessee. I've been working, but have had a migraine headache for the last couple of days. Pretty frustrating, I can tell you! I've had these things for the last 30 years. I thought they were supposed to eventually just go away, but that hasn't been my experience. I still get em.
Jared and his girlfriend have broken up since Halloween. They'd been going together for about 9 or 10 months. I think Jared is handling things pretty well under the circumstances. He's handling it all right, though he often says how much he misses her . It's fascinating to me that he would consider taking her back, even though she already has another boyfriend. I like her, she's a nice girl, but they are both so young. I just know that if it was me, I'd not even consider taking someone back who didn't want to be with me and left me to be with someone else. Maybe I'm just too hard on people...I don't know???
John is starting to get a little more aggressive about looking for a new job. Once Jared graduates from high school at the end of May, he'll be moving to Tennessee and going off to college. We plan to move next June or so ourselves. He found a church that's looking for a preacher in Burlington, Washington. That's just outside of Mount Vernon, Washington and not that far from Bellingham and Vancouver Canada. I would absolutely love to move up there. I'd be pretty close to Angie and her family, and even closer to David. I'm keeping the prayers and supplications going and I'm learning a pretty good lesson in patience. Of course the most important thing is if that's the door God wants to open for us. Is that where HE wants us to go??? I hope. I hope. And pray.
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