Anyone who knows me know that the Okefenokee Humane Society (OHS) is an organization that I believe in with all my heart. After working on their web site for nearly a year, I finally got a chance to visit and meet the staff.
I was impressed. The place was so clean; if there were any odors, I didn't notice any. Bonnie and Kaye were busy with the phones or people coming in, but they still managed to chat with me in-between. When Mary came in, I was admiring her rubber boots. They weren't boring black, oh no! They were striped with bright spring-like colors. Totally cool!!
I witnessed a couple bringing in their dog that they reluctantly had to give up. It was an older dog, and he was too rough for their toddler son. The husband had to walk outside because he was on the verge of tears. My heart went out to him. His wife was taking it better than he was.
There's a dog that I saw whose hind legs are paralyzed. She's just as cute as she can be, so friendly and loving. A wonderful disposition. Just a huggable ball of fur. I wanted to take her home with me, but Munchkin wouldn't appreciate it. Because of the way this little cutie was dragging her hind end as she walked (and this little one can move fast, let me tell you!), the staff named her "Drag Queen."
We got the ball rolling in getting PayPal set up so donations can be accepted online. It will probably be the end of the week before everything is confirmed, and we get the PayPal codes put in place.
God bless the staff at OHS for what they do.
Please visit their site at http://www.okefenokeehumanesociety.org.
Monday, April 24, 2006
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Gumby Slippers! At Long Last!
Patience and perserverence paid off as I finally found and won an eBay auction featuring a pair of large Gumby Slippers! They came in Friday, and I was tickled pink to see the fuzzy green slippers with the head of Gumby prominently displayed at the front.
Something I didn't count on when I received the slippers ... Munchkin's interest in them. To her, they look, smell, and feel like one of her stuffed toys. Imagine my dismay when what I viewed as innocent curious sniffing changed into a Cujo-like clamping on poor Gumby's head on my left foot. I kept yelling, "No!" and slapping Munchkin to make her let go of my slipper (with my foot in it, mind you). She would not let go. In desperation, I took a fork and started to poke (not stab) her nose with it to make her let go, all the time yelling, "No!" Munchkin was not letting go. In fact, she started tugging on it. I put the fork down and was at a loss as to how to get her to let go of my slipper. I started thinking, "I can sort of imagine how a dog attack victim must feel when you try to beat on the dog, but the dog won't let go." As quickly as it started, Munchkin released her grip, and I was able to pull my foot (and therefore my slipper) away from her reach. Poor Gumby. Damn dog.
Something I didn't count on when I received the slippers ... Munchkin's interest in them. To her, they look, smell, and feel like one of her stuffed toys. Imagine my dismay when what I viewed as innocent curious sniffing changed into a Cujo-like clamping on poor Gumby's head on my left foot. I kept yelling, "No!" and slapping Munchkin to make her let go of my slipper (with my foot in it, mind you). She would not let go. In desperation, I took a fork and started to poke (not stab) her nose with it to make her let go, all the time yelling, "No!" Munchkin was not letting go. In fact, she started tugging on it. I put the fork down and was at a loss as to how to get her to let go of my slipper. I started thinking, "I can sort of imagine how a dog attack victim must feel when you try to beat on the dog, but the dog won't let go." As quickly as it started, Munchkin released her grip, and I was able to pull my foot (and therefore my slipper) away from her reach. Poor Gumby. Damn dog.
My friend Soul Sister will tell you how I kept talking myself out of buying them when I first saw them at the Spencer Gifts store at Southlake Mall in Morrow, Georgia back in 1987. I wanted them, but my budget guilted me into not getting them. Fast forward to 2004. I made up my mind that I was going to find a pair, and when I did, I was going to get them.
Needless to say, they were hard to find. When a pair did show up on eBay, it was either too expensive (sorry, I'm not paying $50.00 for them), the seller didn't have a good feedback history, or they were not the right size (I needed a size 9-10). I'm am reminded once in a while that if I'm patient, I will find what I want at the price that I want by a seller who is reliable.
Friday, April 21, 2006
Playing with New Plug-In Programs
I finally got my new laptop, and I wanted to load all the media programs on to it from my desktop computer. Strange, it seems some installation programs that I know I had saved have disappeared. Do programmers cause their files to self-destruct so we have to go and buy new licenses?
Anyway, I went to flamingpear.com and repurchased the license for SuperBladePro. I also decided to get the licenses for Flood, Glitterati, SolarCell, and LunarCell. This is the first chance I've had to play with them, and I think I'm going to like these programs. I created this picture using Glitterati first, then SolarCell, then LunarCell. I put the finishing touch on the picture by using the sunburst effect over the solar flare.
Download: 1024 x 768 or 800 x 600
Who knows? I might share more later. I had fun creating this.
Anyway, I went to flamingpear.com and repurchased the license for SuperBladePro. I also decided to get the licenses for Flood, Glitterati, SolarCell, and LunarCell. This is the first chance I've had to play with them, and I think I'm going to like these programs. I created this picture using Glitterati first, then SolarCell, then LunarCell. I put the finishing touch on the picture by using the sunburst effect over the solar flare.
Download: 1024 x 768 or 800 x 600
Who knows? I might share more later. I had fun creating this.
Monday, April 17, 2006
Server Upgrade
The server that hosts this site is being upgraded. No updates will be posted until Friday, April 21, 2006.
UPDATE 4/23/06: Oh boy! What an upgrade! I'm getting more web space and bandwidth and having to pay less money! I love GoDaddy.com!!
UPDATE 4/23/06: Oh boy! What an upgrade! I'm getting more web space and bandwidth and having to pay less money! I love GoDaddy.com!!
Sunday, April 16, 2006
First Easter
This was our first Easter without Mom, and I wanted it to be a little different from previous Easter dinners. I invited Aunt Mavis over, so it was just the three of us: Aunt Mavis, Dad, and me.
I was not going to do like Mom did in the past and stress myself out over making a huge dinner. I refused to get up early in the morning and spend hours in the kitchen preparing food. I still don't know what took her so long to make certain things because I was able to have dinner ready in less than an hour. Honestly, I think Mom piddled in the kitchen more than anything else. The only thing I needed to do ahead of time was the ham. Once it was in the oven, everything else could be done 30 minutes before serving. I decided the menu would be honey-glazed ham, garlic mashed potatoes (I added some dehydrated garlic and red bell pepper stir fry seasoning) with gravy, and green bean casserole (yes, the kind with cream of mushroom soup and those crunchy french fried onions as the topping). I forgot to bake biscuits, but I don't think anyone really missed them.
Just for the heck of it, I secretly bought two baskets, two small bags with plastic hollow camouflage eggs (8 green and 8 pink), and two bags of chocolate football-shaped candy. I filled the eggs with the chocolate, then put the eggs in the baskets. Poor Dad. He felt so bad that he didn't get me anything for Easter. I told him that having dinner with him was gift enough.
It was nice, but a little weird. Not once was Mom brought up in conversation. I'm not sure why.
Meanwhile, I've got a lot of leftover ham that needs something to be done with. Time to break out the vacuum sealer.
One more note: today is a good friend's birthday. I haven't been able to contact her for quite some time, but she is still on my mind. I hope she is reading this, is doing well, and knows that I remembered her birthday.
I was not going to do like Mom did in the past and stress myself out over making a huge dinner. I refused to get up early in the morning and spend hours in the kitchen preparing food. I still don't know what took her so long to make certain things because I was able to have dinner ready in less than an hour. Honestly, I think Mom piddled in the kitchen more than anything else. The only thing I needed to do ahead of time was the ham. Once it was in the oven, everything else could be done 30 minutes before serving. I decided the menu would be honey-glazed ham, garlic mashed potatoes (I added some dehydrated garlic and red bell pepper stir fry seasoning) with gravy, and green bean casserole (yes, the kind with cream of mushroom soup and those crunchy french fried onions as the topping). I forgot to bake biscuits, but I don't think anyone really missed them.
Just for the heck of it, I secretly bought two baskets, two small bags with plastic hollow camouflage eggs (8 green and 8 pink), and two bags of chocolate football-shaped candy. I filled the eggs with the chocolate, then put the eggs in the baskets. Poor Dad. He felt so bad that he didn't get me anything for Easter. I told him that having dinner with him was gift enough.
It was nice, but a little weird. Not once was Mom brought up in conversation. I'm not sure why.
Meanwhile, I've got a lot of leftover ham that needs something to be done with. Time to break out the vacuum sealer.
One more note: today is a good friend's birthday. I haven't been able to contact her for quite some time, but she is still on my mind. I hope she is reading this, is doing well, and knows that I remembered her birthday.
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