Lessons on being sick

I learned two things when I was sick with the flu last week:

1.  Buy a new mattress before you get sick and have to spend a week in bed.

2.  Sometimes you crave weird stuff to eat when you've been sick.  If that happens to be cinnamon graham crackers, and the only ones you have are stale, there's an easy fix.  Put a cracker, one at a time, in a toaster oven for about 30 seconds.  Then eat it just as soon as it comes out.  They are hot and soft as though they just came out of the oven.  When they do cool, they're not as good, but still better than when stale.

I ain't afraid uh no snake...

It was amazing to go out in early March with clear skies and no wind. What a bummer for all the kite festival folks who got up early to beat the crowds parking. For the lucky ones like us, the winds did pick up enough around lunch time for a few hundred kites to get up.

Of course, the 'people watching' is the most interesting part of an event like this, and thank goodness for pictures.  I didn't even notice the expression on the ladies' faces in the background of this shot until now:

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There was a lady with a pet pig there as well, but we elected for some good shots with the Austin skyline and kites instead.

...and a nice lady took a picture of all of us.  Emma and Clayton are much better photo subject than me, but one of these days I'll get the "junk-yard-owner" look down.

Who needs cabinets...

Whew. A weeks worth of dirty dishes, piled up in the kitchen sink, fit perfectly into the dishwasher. I was so proud. Then I had to laugh when I remembered how I never put the clean ones away. I just grabbed 'em out of the dishwasher, used 'em, and put 'em in the sink until the sink was full and the dishwasher was empty. Now that's efficiency!!!

Do people spoil as easily as me?

I never thought of myself as "easily spoiled" before. But, I'm soooo spoiled at my current job.

The other day I was "in a tither" ... "had my underwear in a bunch" ... "all worked up" ... "p1$$3d 044" ... "you name it" ... because my allergies were bad and the supply room was out of tissues. How terrible, I had to use those itchy hand paper towel sheets from one of the bathrooms! What a crumby place to work!

Then I remembered how, at ever other job, people would come to my desk because I was the only one who had tissues. No other company supplied them, but I always bought a box for myself. I almost forgot that I'm perfectly capable of going to the grocery and buying my own box of tissues. Oh well, life goes on.

Slopes are open in Jarrell, Texas

I got some funny looks as I walked to the nearest hill with a snowboard under my arm.  Of course, I thought the few drivers on the road were crazy too.  How dare they pack all my fresh snow in their tire tracks!  Well, as it turned out, the packed snow was better for snowboarding anyway.  I could actually get all the way down the hill as long as I stayed in the middle of the road.

Burn bans keep falling on my head...

... no wait, that's raindrops ... oh, burn ban too, huh?  It was kinda funny actually, watching the firetruck get stuck in the mud on the way across my property to the burning brush pile.  Not enough time has passed for me to laugh about it yet though.

  One might think that great "brush-pile-burning" conditions exist when: the winds are calm, the ground is saturated with moisture, and a light persistent drizzle is forecast for the rest of the weekend.  Apparently the county commissioners of Williamson county don't agree.  They meet once a week to extend the burn ban for as much as 60 days into the future.  The decision for a burn ban, or the lifting thereof, is made as if conditions are ever either completely safe, or completely not safe throughout the county to have a fire.  That is rarely true to begin with.   Now, if someone is going to take on the responsibility of declaring county wide "safe fire windows", their decision times should at least be dictated by changing weather conditions, not by some arbitrary schedule.

  Kudos to the Bell county commissioners.  They responded to the weather and lifted their burn ban over that same rainy weekend.  It is especially important to allow property owners, who most likely work all week, to get their brush piles taken care of on weekends that are particularly safe for open fires, i.e. rainy weekends.  They won't have huge piles built up later in the year, and won't have to burn them in perhaps less ideal conditions when the burn ban just happens to be lifted.

   The most important take away here is that no one should assume that it IS safe to have a fire whenever the burn bans are NOT in effect.  The people making these decisions do not meet often enough to adjust for the rapidly changing weather conditions in Texas.  As a land owner, you are always the one responsible if your fire damages someone else's property.  So, pick a safe day for your circumstances, and then call your local fire dept. to make sure there is no burn ban in effect.

Recycling that Christmas Tree

  If you light your Christmas tree this long after Christmas, you might be a redneck!!!  Seriously, its time to take it down already.  That's what I've been telling myself every night when I get home lately.  My excuse for leaving it up is that I'm recycling it one branch at a time.

  The tree is no longer giving off that fresh pine scent that made my whole house smell good last month, but there is a way to get that smell a little longer.  Just break off three or four 6" branches and put them in an old pot that you don't care much about.  Fill the pot with water and boil it lightly on the stove for an hour or two.  Not only will you release the wonderful scent of a spruce forest, but you'll also add some much needed humidity to the air on these dry, cold nights.

  Lol, set a timer though.  Those branches start smelling funky if you cook them for more than a couple hours.  Of course, you don't want the pot to go dry either.  Final warning, this process does leave a brown gooey residue behind, so only use an old pot you don't really need anymore.