As always, Today it’s Green Thumb Sunday, Unconscious Mutterings, and my Sunday Snippet….
Play along with your subconscious; Sunday’s Word Association.
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She says … and I think …
- Loneliness :: Heartbreak Hotel
- Traffic :: Light
- Chaos :: Insanity
- Burp :: Belch
- 500 :: Indianapolis
- Movie :: Fetish…me, I love movies!
- Coma :: Unconsciousness
- Bark :: Tree
- Stare :: Ogle
- Angelina :: Can’t stand the one and only!! [as in Brad's honey]
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Today my Green Thumb Sunday is photos all set at the macro setting of the camera. I like to experiment….
This is the newest of our plants in our yard. It’s a Strawberries and Cream Crepe Myrtle.
And this is in our front yard. The lavender crepe myrtle in the morning sunglow!
A closeup photo of a marigold that’s blooming in our fern and rose box in the backyard.
And the yellow trumpet bush along the front porch foundation, called Esperanza.
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Picture this:
Bud on the phone. He’s been outdoors in the extreme heat trimming a bush. And the sweat is just pouring off of him. He’s got the cell phone in his pocket. Well, the phone call comes in at an opportune time….he stops and takes a break while talking to our son, Erik. But he remains outside, now sitting in the partial shade of the patio. And they talk for over half an hour. And all the time Bud is drenched. I, of course, was concerned he was getting way over heated. There was a warm breeze [ah, heck, it was more a strong gusty wind most of the day...but HOT wind!]. As they talked and Bud laughed often, I knew all the time that the phone really needed a charge. But said nothing to him. All the while I was hoping the conversation would be short and I could take it in the house to plug it in the wall socket.
Talking. Laughing. Joking. Just doing the ‘man thing’. Angelina Jolie came up in the conversation a couple of times. Iron Man was mentioned. Oh ya, as always, politics came into play too.
The conversation finally ended. By this time, I was indoors where it was cooler. Bud was dripping wet with sweating all the time. The phone was oily and sweaty too when he handed it over to me. I wiped it off. Closed it. And tried to shut it off so I could get it charged fully. Well….
It did NOT want to shut off. Several attempts were made. Finally I got the words on the viewer screen “Powering Off”. But it acted odd all along. The charge light came on…about 3 hours it took before its power was fully restored. I unplugged it…pushed the power button, and NOTHING.
At first thought I assumed the battery was no good. I took the battery out and replaced it with the 2nd cell phone’s battery, closed it all up and still NOTHING. Put the main cell phone’s battery in the 2nd cell phone and it worked just fine. Oh goody!! That means the mother board was no good…making the main cell phone absolutely useless.
Down to Verizon I go. They did a lot of testing. All to no avail. It went kaputz!! And since it’s cheaper to upgrade the contract than it is to get the ‘broken’ one fixed. We got a new phone. Yes, I upgraded!! To a camera phone.
Funny thing is, just about two weeks ago, when we were walking on the beach and I carrying the digital with the cell phone in my pocket, I told Bud “We really should get a camera phone, it would be less for me to carry.”
Ha! I think somebody above heard me…..fate!
Of course, I let Bud know it was his fault getting the phone all soppy and wet for way too long. That way it was a good excuse and I milked it for all my worth. I think maybe you’d call that using your feminine wiles? Guilt trips can be used to an advantage sometimes, ya know. If you want a new phone, let your man do the talking, and point out that sweating is good for them.
::insert a thought of mine:: “Today, had they survived, my parents would be celebrating their 73rd anniversary!”
