Saturday, February 28, 2009

Some Rain!

That was some rain we had yesterday and this morning, wasn't it? I took bread crumbs to the back of our back yard for our local fowl and I could have used a canoe back there. The water was knee deep.

Maybe the wet has stopped for a while. Let us dry out now, please?

The Pelham Wal Mart was more crowded than usual. Has there been any update on possible snow?

Friday, February 27, 2009

The End of February

The end of February comes on a so far rainy Friday morning. There's today and then tomorrow will wind up February. The year is already starting to speed by rapidly.

We've had bad weather move across central Alabama. It's getting to be that time of year again.

We had a guy remove the leaves from our backyard. We love the trees, but hate the leaves. Kind of like love the sinner but hate the sin.

There is talk of snow tomorrow. "Milk and bread. Milk and bread." I'm waiting to hear these words.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

The Price of a Ticket

The lady in line with me at Subway has on an orange Auburn sweatshirt.

Did you go to Auburn? I ask her.

No, I'm just an Auburn fan. Do you go to the games? She asks me.

Yes, but I am not a season ticket holder. Are you?

Yes, I am, but I'm not sure for how much longer. I give $1,100 a year to the Greater Auburn Fund for the privilege, and for next year the price has gone up to $60 per ticket. I buy 5 with my tax refund, but if I don't get a tax refund to cover it, I won't be buying for this year. My family will not be happy, but they may need to chip in some money to keep the season tickets coming.

"Good luck" is all I can think to say as we part company, me with my meatball sub.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Call for a Muse

I noticed that I have been woefully absent from blogging. Indeed, I must confess that I have been on a blogging sabbatical.

I have not had anything to say. Sometimes that happens Fred tells me: As with all great writers, the words can flow without the least bit of force, but they can also suddenly disappear like the inhabitants of the colony of Roanoke.

I cannot explain it.

If you have a suggestion for something I could write about or just a random thought about anything, I encourage you to comment on this post with the hope that it will spark something imaginatively literary in me. Any and all comments, statements, reflections, abstractions, hypotheses, theses, antitheses, syntheses, summations, ruminations, declarations, meditations, and inspirations are welcome.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

What's Going On?

I like to know who I'm dealing with. Whether it's business or just human interaction, I like to know something about who I'm talking to. What's your story? Where did you grow up? Where did you go to school? What's going on in your life that you'd like to talk about?

My druggist Tom grew up in Southern Mississippi, did his undergrad at South Alabama, and stayed in Birmingham after he graduated from Samford pharmacy. He's an Ole Miss fan. He's the best pharmacist I've had, always checking for deleterious drug interactions and asking how we're doing. A good man.

The cashier at Wal Mart has an aching back. Nothing she's taken so far has helped. Backs can be tricky things. I hope she gets it checked out and everything is OK.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Valentine's Day

We're having fun today, all three of us Hudsons, on this Valentine's Day, exchanging gifts, thankful we are all together, healthy, doing well. The weather is dull, but that's OK.

Freddy and I see movies at the Summit. It's very crowded over there because their computer system broke down and so there were long lines for purchasing tickets.

We have a Valentine's Day dinner from Flemings. It's expensive, but good.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

MOYNA'S MUMBLINGS (4)

VALENTINE'S DAY will be celebrated this Saturday. I don't know if it's just me or if it's just being older or that we just had Christmas a month & a half ago, but I just don't get all wrapped up in celebrating the day like I did when younger. I like to remember the day in some small way - like getting some flowers or whatever & giving Fred some small something - like a book or food item, but that's about it. A nice dinner from somewhere seems to make Fred & I happy nowadays! We still give Freddy his large Reese's peanut butter hearts....it just wouldn't be Valentine's Day if he didn't receive those! Sometimes we also "hide" some money in the hearts, but not always. We certainly don't go 'all out' with Freddy as we did when he was a small tyke. This year we will all be together for a nice dinner from Flemings Steakhouse.

Life has been a little crazy the past few weeks at the Hudson Hacienda. My parents have decided to get rid of Comcast and go back to AT&T. Comcast has been a nightmare since they started. They were signed-up for a 'bundle' package - the TV, phone with unlimited long distance, and wireless internet - all for $99.00/month. THEY HAVE NEVER paid that price!! It has been the biggest rip-off I have EVER seen! They would go into the Comcast office each month and complain, and would walk out feeling "good" they had gotten the bill DOWN to $120 or $130-something.... I believe that each month Comcast pulled a price out of a hat as to what they would charge. Last month, my parents received a bill for $172 and change. That was it. We began to look - mainly with AT&T - for a package deal. Then the nightmare began.....

My parents do not have a credit card. They grew up during the (great) depression and just believe in paying cash for whatever. If they don't have the cash for what they want, they don't need it. I have been trying since the 70's to get them to get a credit card, but NOOOOOOO, they didn't need one. So, in trying to get them AT&T service, they have NO credit, so service has been refused to them. Fred & I decided we would get the service using our credit card. We had installation dates set-up & then my brother Marty calls to tell us about this guy from AT&T calling offering a package deal using their new fiber optics. Sooooo, here we go again. It took a few days, but I believe we have everything worked out/set-up. THEN...., my mother calls last night saying another guy from AT&T called offering some other package deal. When she told me this, I just about screamed. Luckily, this guy couldn't do any better on the installation date, so she decided to stay with what we already had.....WHEW!! It has been something to get to this point, but we are ALL hoping my mother will be happy - ESPECIALLY my father since he is the one who has to deal with her on a daily basis. I know this MUMBLING doesn't really make it sound too terribly bad, but you would have to know my mother to know the toll the past few weeks has taken on me. My doctors tell me to watch the stress in my life because it affects my blood pressure; it's going to take a couple of weeks to get back to normal. Installation for their package deal will be March 20th; we shall see if we - my father & myself - survive my mother until that day. Then, of course, we will have to 'wait & see' if she will like the fiber optics........one can only pray & pray.

The weather here has been beautiful this past week - in the high 60's and low 70's. Rain is moving in tonight, but the temp. will remain warm. I've just been thrilled we haven't had to use our heater as much! Our gas bill went down $20 this past month from the warmer weather - from $284 in December to $264 in January; every little bit helps.

I have been in a mood this week to get away for a 3-day weekend (I think it's the stress from dealing with my mother!). When I get like this, I always have to ask, "Is it worth it?" We have to board the cats - and then deal with them when we get back. Webster - the dark one - talks at the top of his voice for hours until he gets 'horse.' They check out every corner of the place like they've never been here before. Since they are older now, being boarded is extremely stressful on them. I worry about how Doo-Rail handles the stress....with his diabetes, his 'red spot' on his tummy, and now a mass under his red spot. Along with his doctors, we are trying to figure out the best way to deal with the mass..... So, because of two cats, we have to really think long & hard about getting away - even for a few days. I'm afraid that the next time we go to California (hopefully in the summer), the cats will go over the cliff, never to return.

That's about it for this MUMBLING.

Saturday, February 07, 2009

Lovely Saturday

I'm no great fan of yard work, but it was right pleasant out there in the back yard raking leaves today because it was so nice out there---a marvelous sunny, warm winter's day. While I was out there two wandering felines came up. One sort of looked like Doo-Rail; the other was a dead-ringer for Webster, only a little smaller. The Web-lookalike was so spirited. He demanded that I love him, which I did. If we didn't already have two cats alread, we would have had a new one today. Then I get to see Auburn beat Tennessee with a final seconds bucket. It was wonderful to see Auburn players and fans celebrating after a big basketball win. We haven't had many of those in recent years.

Friday, February 06, 2009

Before You Complain Read This

The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the1500s:Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children.

Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water..Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying It's raining cats and dogs.There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house.. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, Dirt poor. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entranceway. Hence the saying a thresh hold.(Getting quite an education, aren't you?)In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old..Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, bring home the bacon. They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat..Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell, or was considered a dead ringer..And that's the truth...Now, whoever said History was boring ! ! !

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Yesterday In Auburn

Yesterday at Auburn I learned some sad news. One of my customers, Steve, who is on the physics faculty, tells me that he had to euthanize his 17-yr. dog last week. It is always very sad to hear this kind of thing. So the word from Steve is to live and enjoy the moment. He reminds me that dogs do not fret over the past like humans (as far as we know). They do not have regrets like humans (as far as we know). They do not worry about the future. They just live in the current moment. So we should be more like dogs!

The Gnu's Room, an Auburn independent bookstore, is closing at the end of the month. It always hurts me when any bookstore closes. In particular it hurts when an independent bookstore closes because of their always unique inventory. Who cares about a chain store. They will always be around somewhere, but independent stores are unique.

Auburn will never be quite the same. I hope to be there on the 28th for the mass crying that I'm sure will occur.

Monday, February 02, 2009

Scarves

I wonder why most people do not wear scarves.

It is a shame.

Because scarf-wearing is rare, I consider people who wear scarves as distinguished. They have an aura of refinement that whispers that they have something us ordinary folk do not. I am a jealous of that mystique.

What compels the select few scarf-wearing people to wear scarves? Why aren't more of us non-scarf-wearing people converted to their superior fashion lifestyle? These are the questions I wrestle with. I think there may be no answers.

Now, it must be said, that scarves essentially serve no purpose. What is the difference between wearing a scarf and not? None. Yet, some people persist. It reminds me of that Seinfeld joke in which he praises the Chinese for still eating with sticks long after forks were invented. As he says, you must admire the Chinese. Well, you must admire scarf-wearers. There is no reason to wear a scarf, yet some do. Amazing.

The scarf is one of the few things I can respect.

Ah, if only more people wore scarves!

I Have to Admit

Ok. I have to admit that the Super Bowl was a good one and that I was watching at the end and not only that but I saw the exciting play at the end of the first half. I am proud of myself: I saw all of the exciting plays without having to sit through the whole thing. I was pulling for Arizona to score and win the game and then I switched and pulled for the Steelers to score and win. It can be fun when you really don't care who wins. Just keep pulling for the team that's behind, whichever one it is.

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Super Bowl Sunday

Perhaps I am the only person in the country who couldn't care less about the Super Bowl today, but it's true: I don't care who wins. I probably won't watch the game. What difference does it make who wins? You can probably figure out that I am not having a Super Bowl party, nor am I going to one because I was not invited to one. So there.