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Tulip’s Tales

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  • I've been offline

    Posted on Thursday, October 8, 2009

    I don’t know if anyone here has missed me this week, but in case you have, I just want to let everyone know I’m fine.  I’ve been offline for 7 days now.  I guess I’m not fine because it’s slowly driving me insane.  Friends, I was so bored/frustrated/upset last night that I washed my ceiling fans and scrubbed down walls!!!!!

    A week ago, my old faithful dinosaur of a computer died.  Nothing salvagable from the hard drive.  frown frownfrown frown frown
    Photos, bookkeeping records, writing projects, all gone!  

    The good news, I’m getting me a laptop FINALLY.  It’s one of those things that certainly wasn’t in the budget, but I’m not sure I can deal with life without a computer, so I“m getting a new one.

    I’m online today only because my daughter brought hers over on her way to work so I can order my new computer.

    And, I got really lucky and got a phone call this morning that I don’t have to work today, so for the first time in well over a week, I get a day off!!!  Hooray!!!!


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  • I love my new shoes!

    Posted on Sunday, September 27, 2009

    Just had to share the picture hubby took of my fun new shoes.  He hates them and so does my daughter, but I think they‘re super fun.  Best part is they were on CLEARANCE!!!!


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  • What kind of horrible mother am I?????

    Posted on Tuesday, August 25, 2009

    frown  Hubby is in the shower and his cell phone rings.  I look at it and see it’s our (actually his) daughter calling, but I don’t know how his phone works and miss the call.

    So, I grab my cell phone and call her back.  She answers and I say “you called?”

    And the voice at the other end says, “Uh, uhm, I just found this phone and was trying to figure out whose it is.  It was on the ground by the high school.”

    I say, “It’s my daughter’s phone.”  And then I’m stumped.  Our daughter lives six hours away from us, and I’ve just realized that I have two ways of contacting her.  Her cell phone, and a PO box.  I have no street address, and no idea if she and her boyfriend have a land line phone.  

    This would all be excusable if she had just moved there last week, but she’s lived there well over a year now!!!  

    It’s ten o‘clock, do you know where your children are???  Uhm, no, not really.   tongue out


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  • When the news hits too close to home.

    Posted on Friday, August 7, 2009

    We all hear things on the news that horrify us.  For some of us, it’s pretty easy to shrug and say, but that’s in the big city, or that’s far away.  

    I live in a pretty calm, sane corner of the world, it’s easy for me to ignore a lot of this world’s craziness.

    Today it hit too close to home.

    One of my dearest friends called me this morning to tell me she’s going to her son’s (he lives in the city) for a few days to give him some moral support because....... her daughter-in-law’s sister was just murdered by her estranged husband who then killed himself.  In front of their children.  

    I’ve met these people on a couple different occassions, sat at table with them.  Seemed like nice folks.  The children are darling.  

    What can make a man so messed up in the head that he would do such a thing?  I don’t understand.  

    I am praying for my friend’s son and daughter-in-law because I know they will be going thru a terrible time and will have a lot of those “if only we had.....” thoughts.


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  • You're not helping!!!!!!

    Posted on Tuesday, July 21, 2009

    I saw you do it, don’t try to deny it.  You were sitting right there at the table at lunch.  You wadded up  your paper napkin and stuck it in your water glass.  The friend you were dining with did the same with her coffee cup.

    What were you thinking????????  You do realize don’t you, that someone has to dig that sodden, slimy napkin out of that water glass.  

    Chances are, that someone is me.  We‘re a bit shorthanded lately.  I don’t  have a teenager washing dishes on my shift anymore.  So, when the lunch rush is finally over, I’ll be over there scrubbing the dishes.  I do not have the time nor the inclination to fish that  disgusting, wet napkin out of that waterglass.   I can’t dump it down the drain obviously.  It’s a bit too much water to dump in the trash can.  What am I supposed to do with it?

     If it were up to me, I’d serve you that same water glass tomorrow with the dirty napkin still floating in it.  Why did you do it?  Wouldn’t it have worked just as well to set the napkin on your plate when  you were done?

    And while we‘re on the subject of lunch, let’s talk about table choice.  We‘re a mom and pop place, obviously a hostess isn’t in the budget- ever.  We let people sit where they want, and everyone seems to like it that way.  But please, use some common sense and manners about it, won’t you????

    There were only two of you, did you really need to take the table for six?  Wouldn’t a booth or small table have been sufficient?

    Ok, as you've probably figured out by now, this is a totally work related rant that I needed to get out.


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  • It's a Small World

    Posted on Thursday, June 4, 2009

    I come from a small town and a state with a small (fare less than 1,000,000) population.  But I’m convinced it’s a small world.  

    I had a board meeting to go to last night.  Drove 15 miles to catch a ride to go the remaining 47 miles.  And I never left the county in which I live.  Travelled from one end of it to the other last night.  And about right here, someone is saying “and you call that small?”  

    Our meeting was in what had once been a two room country school house.  The school closed about twenty years ago and it’s now the community center in a place where the town died forty years ago.  But the community is alive and well.

    The board I’m on had our meeting at the same time another group of folks were sitting at another table having their township meeting and yet another group of men were out back cooking burgers and another group of women were in the other room, setting out a wonderful pot-luck supper.

     During the ride down to the meeting another woman who was riding with us, and I had talked and found that many years ago, our mothers had worked together.  Small world.    

    As supper and the evening progressed, various people from this small friendly community sat down to visit with us.  Each of them had a story to tell about how they been in Phoenix, or Mexico City and run into someone who turned out to have mutual aquantances or relatives back home.  Small world!  

    The desserts these farm and ranch women had prepared were delicious.  One woman in particular pressed me to take some of her poppy seed dessert which I did gladly.  She said it was a new recipe she’d gotten from the rural electric co-operative newsletter.  I enjoyed the dessert and complimented her on it.  When I got home, I got out the rural electric newsletter and lo and behold the woman who had submitted the poppy seed dessert recipe is my second cousin on the other side of the state.  Small world.

    Anyone else got a small world story?  Does this sort of thing happen in more urban areas, or only out here where everybody knows everybody?


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