Oh, why couldn't it be a cool Nikon fish-eye lens that leapt into my cart instead?

Seriously, if something's going to mysteriously leap into my shopping cart, only to be discovered by me after I pay for it, and take it out of my shopping bag at home, don't you think it could at least be a Nikon lens? Maybe a fisheye; maybe a really nice wide-angle, or the 24-70mm f/2.8 that I can only dream about . . .

But no. . . it's just Wilton Dipping Candy that decided to GO ROGUE and sneak into my cart, escaping from the Target store.

I'm sorry, Martha. . . I had no choice but to melt this plastic-like substance made out of only God-Knows-what, and smear it all over these pretzels. I won't even think about reading the ingredients list. . .

They're not even pretty, but they'll be transported to Brian's house this Thanksgiving, along with all the other goodies I've been baking and cooking.

*Sigh* . . . but it could have been a monopod, or reflectors, or someone willing to sit still for me to photograph to my heart's content, other than a dead turkey. . . .

November Spring Weather in North Dakota

Its an odd world, when, in November in North Dakota the weather is in the 50s. Doug "celebrated" by again climbing a ladder, and beginning to string Christmas lights.


Carpe Diem! So much better when it's 50 above rather than 50 below!

Blog Around The World Train

Feel like traveling around the world today? I've been participating in the Blogging For Scrapbookers class at shimelle.com .

We're coming to the end of the class, and some of us have joined a "Blog Around the World Train." Here, you're at the Grand Forks, ND, stop. We're each including a view out our windows, and mine, today, was a bit obstructed:

Roger is repairing what should now be the last of the windows after the Cedar Waxwings Attack. And he thought that I should also talk Doug into climbing the ladder about 20' above the ground for my photographic entertainment. So I did!




But then there's also this, which I can see out plenty of the other windows of my house:

I chose not to include the Port-a-Potties.

Apparently, Excel Energy decided that digging up the potentially exploding gaslines once in a month, and replacing the sidewalks, was not enough. So this week they came back and dug them all up again! I just keep wandering out there, asking "What are you doing?????" and they reassure me once again that oh yes, they ARE very competently replacing the gaslines to keep them from exploding and they certainly know what they are doing and nothing could go wrong (like what happened to the 13 people in the house in Fargo that blew up last year.) So, maybe I'll literally be on this train, being propelled around the world (but hopefully not!)

Now I invite you to follow a thread of approximately 40 bloggers as we circle the globe; head to Amber's blog, and then she'll direct you on your way to the next stop on the world-wide tour.

Thanksgiving and Pumpkin Bread

More Thanksgiving treats! How could it be Thanksgiving without pumpkin bread? Even though I have other pumpkin bread recipes, I checked out this one from Organized Christmas , and really liked that the batch is large enough to make 8 small mini-loaves.

I picked up the little Christmas ceramic bread pans at Michaels for a dollar each. Looks like I'll be making more of these in the little pans for some of those small Christmas presents that are nice to give at Christmas time.

Tomorrow, you're invited to travel the world with me! At 3 pm, North Dakota time, I'll be posting a view outside my window. I'll be linking to the next blog on our "Blogging Around the World Train", and you can visit exotic places like New Zealand by following along to each link as directed.

Thanksgiving Here We Come!

I made up a batch of these little treats for friends and neighbors, and family. They're "Thanksgiving Blessings Mix" from the Organized Christmas website. . . .
. . . because, oh yes! The holidays are just around the corner!

And I think it's exciting!

Mom Collapses under weight of Worry-Mode!!!!

1. Brian calls and says he's running a fever, terrible headache, lots of fatigue. Yep--he's got swine flu, alone in an apartment, 300 miles from home. . . I know that if he misses any work or school, he's screwed. He's driving to his apartment; I tell him to stop and buy a thermometer, gatoraide, and ibuprophen.

2. Dianna, (my just-turned-21-year-old) is doing a semester abroad in India. She's on break, traveling with 3 other students. I haven't heard from her for about 2 1/2 weeks. I check the students' group blog and read that on the 2nd of their 3-day Camel Safari across the desert, one of their group falls ill and is put in a hotel by "Mr. Desert", their tour guide. I scrutinize the photos on the blog; there's a photo of three students on camels---and none of them are Dianna! And my cell phone is worthless when it comes to me calling her Somewhere in a Desert in India.

3. When I left work on Thursday, just as I got home, I realize I forgot my cell phone. I return to work to get my "umbilical cord," because my children might call me.

Scott, the oldest offspring (26 and in the Navy) is stationed in Virginia Beach. When I get home, I turn on the TV. Hurricanes are flooding the streets of Virginia Beach. His facebook update mentions "state of emergency" in Virginia.

But I won't leave you in suspense:

1. Brian got better in about 2 days, and maybe it's just some other virus that's doing it's dirty work on him.

2. Dianna called me last night. Yep. . . it was her that got sent to the hotel room, dehydrated, feverish, and other problems that she'd kill me if I mentioned. But is fine, and no, the train rides were not particularly fun. . . . but she's gotten so use to men staring at her that she can actually fall asleep now while they're doing it (and yes, she tells me, in a sexual way!!!!!!!!!!!) She also mentioned that she had been 60 km from Pakistan.

3. I reached Scott by phone this am, and he only lost a hub cap driving through the water in the streets of Virginia Beach.

Who says empty nesters have more fun?????

eta: All double chins, nose hairs, and excess weight are strictly the fault of the photographer, who shall remain name-less to protect his anonymity, but whose initials are DOUGLAS in case any blame needs to be laid at his feet.

It's Gone to her Head!

Thank you, everyone, for all your very nice comments on the Beautiful Ms. Bonnie and her book reviews.

But I fear it's gone to her head! She's now taken to donning sunglasses, to avoid being plagued by fans wanting autographs. . . .




Oh, there's no living with her now! She tries to place orders for treats (actually, she asks that pretty relentlessly in general).

But this is where I may have to draw the line. I WILL NOT fetch her ball for her,

. . . . no, I will NOT!

. . . but she disapproves of my laziness. . . .

Actually, if you like the Beautiful Ms. Bonnie's book reviews, you can click on the "books" label in the sidebar on the right, and read any you might have missed. And I'm sure sweet Bonnie will gradually return to her silly old self. . .

The Beautiful Ms. Bonnie & the Four Agreements

The Beautiful Ms. Bonnie has just finished another book, and is pleased with it. She says she's more philosophical these days, being in her dotage and all, and liked grappling with some of these spiritual/meaning-of-life/what is heaven?/what is hell? questions.

The author, Don Miguel Ruiz, offers a code of conduct for humans, based on ancient Toltec wisdom, to make people happier:

1. Be impeccable with your word

2.Don't take anything personally

3. Don't make assumptions

4. Always do your best.

The Beautiful Ms. Bonnie thinks this is just fine for humans, gives the book 3 paws up, but made some amendments for the dog world. She said:

"1. What the heck? I ALWAYS keep my word, except for those very special circumstances, like if you leave a whole pan of cookies on the counter. Of course, I'll tell you I'd never ever, ever, touch them. But what self-respecting dog wouldn't? And about leaving the front door open a crack? I'm outa here! I'm sniffing out good dog poop and email messages in the neighborhood, and finding decaying-meat delicacies. On that, I give you my word!

2. Silly people, really, you shouldn't. I really, really love you from the bottom of my heart, all the time, even if I chew up the remote or throw-up in your shoes. But I will take it personally if you act like you're going to take me for a walk, and don't. How could you? Just look into my beautiful brown, SAD, eyes!

3. Well, clearly, this doesn't apply to me. I assume you will treat me every time you walk in the door.

4. I do, but people don't. You're all so . . . dramatic. . . and WHY are you trying to be best at those things? The real secrets of life should be to be best at these things: Sleep a lot, especially in the sunny spots. Smell everything. Never pass up getting body parts scratched. Enjoy your food. Know that your people are the Best and Totally Good. And know that you are loved."

"Books are humanity in print." Barbara W. Tuchman

Odd Desk Companions and a Search for a Favicon

Calling all Blog-Readers! My brain is depleted at the moment, and I'm stuck in trying to come up with a favicon for my blog. A favicon is a little image-doohicky-thingy that sits in the address bar to the left of a web address.

If you're viewing this through Google Chrome, you'll see the usual Blogger favicon, the pregnant-Letter B in an orange bubble. If you're viewing this using IE or Firefox, you're likely to see a blotchy-squished face of me, about the size of a tiny pencil eraser and looking like a smudge next to mypixelatedoasis.blogspot.com.

Motivated by shimelle's Blogging For Scrapbookers class, and following these directions from blogging tips, I created a favicon. But I don't like an eraser-head-smudge-face for my favicon, and I'm asking all of you for suggestions.

What would make a good, simple, favicon for my blog? A letter "A"? Maybe Bonnie's little face (although I don't want to smudge her either)? Any thoughts on this? (I vote "no" on using the Evil Cedar Waxwings.)

And while you think about this, I thought I'd show you a photo of my phone being a couch potato, and my pen prepared to fight the good fight.

I Blog, Therefore I Am.

Well, . . . not really. But I really, really do like blogging! And today, I thought I'd update you on how Bonnie is doing, and tell you about a new little tool I learned about in the Blogging for Scrapbookers class.

Bonnie's paw is a little better this week, but we're still not feeling very confident about this. I've read that older dogs are stoics. . . that there is survival-value for a dog to not reveal illness if it can help it, so by the time a dog is making it clear that they're hurting, they may be in a great deal of pain. I looked up the medication Bonnie was on, and found it that Rimadyl is not a steroid, but a pain killer. She's out of this medication now, and what I worry about is that she'll now show signs of being in pain again.

This past summer, while Doug was away, I indulged The Beautiful Ms. Bonnie with this food, and she's been quite impressed with it ever since. Pardon our blur, but she was on the move, and I was experimenting with my external flash. I'd set the external flash at +1 exposure, and the camera exposure at -1.0. Wait a minute! Hold the phone! I think I know what I did wrong! I set the CAMERA FLASH EXPOSURE at -1.0 instead of the CAMERA EXPOSURE at -1.0! Time to check the manual again; maybe that's why the flash didn't freeze the action!

The tool that I learned about has to do with Google Reader. Using the Reader is a great way to read others' blog posts, but it's nice to use the reader to conveniently gather the posts to read. What I learned is that if you sign into your Google account, and go to http://reader.google.com click on settings, and then click on "goodies" , you'll see a little bubble labeled "next." You can drag the "next" bubble right onto your browser bookmarks bar. Now, whenever you click on "next" on your bookmarks bar, you'll bring up posts in your Google reader.

Also at http://reader.google.com, in "settings", then "goodies", you can find the "subscribe" bubble. Drag this to your bookmarks bar as well. Now, everytime you're reading a blog post (like mine, perhaps?) and think you'd like to read this person's blog again, just click on your "subscribe" button that's sitting happily (or at least obediently) on your bookmarks bar. If the blog lets you sign on as a follower, this accomplishes the same thing (oh, look! Mine again!), but the "subscribe" button is handy when a blog doesn't have a "follow" widget already built into the blog. (And of course, you might like to subscribe to my blog, even though "I Blog, Therefore I Am" is not true, but I do have SOME narcissism, and really, really do like when people read my blog.)