tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13079865157961435052011-10-06T06:12:59.182-05:00We all have to be somewhere. We might as well take a look around and make the most of it.Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02824242329832693858noreply@blogger.comBlogger1001100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307986515796143505.post-7303423385098377142011-09-11T20:48:00.002-05:002011-09-11T20:52:25.131-05:00

Now that we're finally getting some cooler weather, I had to make my favorite, super-easy, black bean soup. If you want to try it, here you go: Brown 1-lb of ground beef, or turkey, with 1 small chopped onion Drain the fat, if there is any Stir in: 1 can Ro-Tel tomatoes 1 can Beef Broth 1 can Black Beans and 1 Cup corn Simmer for about an hour Don't burn your tongue - enjoy.

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It's the picture and the story behind the picture that should be the focus • Keep it simple and stick to the basics. All you really need for scrapbooking is paper, archival pens, cutting tool, adhesives, a few – very few – embellishments like brads, ribbons, stickers, and most important –you need your pictures - it should be about the pictures and the stories behind them. Your pages will

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Even in my younger, thinner days, I'd never have been able to balance on shoes like these! I see lots of young ladies walking in heels way too high for them, teetering and walking awkwardly, not realizing the shoes, they just had to have to make them look sexy and cool, are doing just the opposite for them. I've looked for balance most of my life, teetering, making adjustments and awkwardly

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I love a good Sunday morning that includes coffee, newspaper reading and some backyard visitors. You can't beat it!  Hummingbirds hit the sweet stuff. My neighbors' dog tells me 'hello' while peaking under the fence boards that obviously need to be replaced - but then how could we say our good mornings? A bunny stops by to wiggle his nose at me and then scurries away. What a great way to start

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The 'body' language in this animated video is impressive.

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Long stretch of early heat wave We talk an awful lot about the weather here in Oklahoma - not always because we are especially bad at coming up with topics to discuss - but because it's just so fascinating - from heaters to air conditioners in a day's time. Storms that scare the dickens out of you, followed by gorgeous rainbows and sapphire skies with friendly fluffy white clouds. Now we'll be

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(Hey, Brian - that's a picture of you on my computer.) Yesterday Mom took me to the Vet's office because I had a urinary tract infection, and I tell you what - I didn't like it - nope, not one bit. On our last visit, there was actually some blood shed -- I'm Still sorry about that, Mom!  Now you know that I do not advocate violence, especially against the hand that feeds me. I was just so scared

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Thank You.

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Like many others, I’ve reconnected with some childhood friends through Facebook. Even though we lived in the same town, and continued through the same school system until high school graduation, many of those friendships started and ended without us ever knowing why. So when my one-time schoolmate, Debby, ‘friended me’ I was happy to reconnect. When I learned that Debby had written a play that

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I humbly submit photographic evidence that dogs are not all that smart -- definitely not smarter than cats. As a cat myself, this may seem to be a biased point of view. I have nothing against animals of the canine persuasion - some of my best friends have been dogs. It's just a fact of nature - not right or wrong, good or bad - it just is what it is. Not many cats would even get on a motorcycle,

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Last night a large line of severe storms cut through central Oklahoma. One large tornado ripped across a portion of Chickasha, where my son, daughter-in-law and grand-babies live, so there were some tense moments until I received a welcome text with those two beautiful words, "we're okay".  The town was hit pretty hard but the damage began about a mile away from my kids. When storms are

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Anyone who knows me, knows that I love spring.  But, I also HATE the tornadoes and the frequent severe and destructive storms that come along with spring here in the heartland. The tornado that devastated Joplin, Missouri - our neighbors 110 miles to the east of Tulsa - has effected all of us. We carry in our hearts that draining feeling of helplessness. We want to offer aid and hope, but how? We

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I love Spring!  Shopping for flowers with my best bud (unintentional pun) is always lots of fun and we have some beautiful landscape nurseries to enjoy here in Tulsa. This one is Southwood - my favorite.

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I'm fascinated with those Before and After photos taken for all kinds of makeovers -- weight loss, make-up, cosmetic surgery, home makeovers, landscaping.... you know what I'm talking about. So here's my B&A contribution.... BEFORE:  Last month - it took me two days to shovel all the snow off my sidewalk and driveway. AFTER: Today - my neighbor's tulip tree is full of beautiful blooms, and

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"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself." Neil Gaiman, 2001 (via emphasisadded) I can't wait to see what is in store for this coming

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My beloved Laptop has finally given up a valiant fight and has released his hard-drive to go on to better place. I have been comforted by Tyrannosaurus Desktop, but he is old and painfully slow. Don't tell him I told you that. He's an old darling, but I find myself wanting to poke out my own eye while I wait long, tortuous minutes for what Laptop would deliver in nano-seconds.  I just left a

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I couldn't wait to get out of this town once I graduated from high school, and now I can't help but get all nostalgic -guess it's just another sign that I'm getting old...

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I just finished "She's Come Undone", by Wally Lamb. I loved this book. I have to admit that when I see a book that has the "Oprah's Book Club" icon plastered on the cover, I resist reading it, always vigilant to avoid sipping the Oprah Kool-Aid. However, this is an older book that I found in the library with the original cover - no Oprah seal of approval adorning it. The book is about a very

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I just returned from a vigorous walk around one of my favorite walking trails. There's something about being outside on a beautiful fall day, pumping arms and hauling hiney around a beautiful park path, that seems to make me feel like I could kick the world's tail, if indeed the world's tail needed to be kicked. I feel like I could do anything, take on any task and still have energy to share with

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For the past two weeks I've been working to finish up projects from my old job as well as training for my new job. Then right dab in the middle of all this, Tulsa County thinks I should show up for jury duty next week. Not complaining, just explaining why I haven't been to visit all my favorite bloggers lately. I've been leaving early in the morning and coming home late in the evening, with

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Yesterday the Heating/Air Conditioner repair guy came to our house. Mom said he was here to do preventive maintenance on the furnace to make sure we have heat this winter. But, I'm pretty sure he was here to see me. I met him at the door and he was quite taken by my floof. He petted me and talked to me. Then he asked Mom, "Are cats easier to take care of than dogs?" Now that's a strange question

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For the past three years I have worked on a project for a major oil company in Bartlesville, Ok. The project is set to close by the end of this month. But, fortunately for me, the timing has worked in my favor, and I have been hired as a "permanent" (a relative term) employee for the same company. I'll have to figure out what to do about the 65 mile - one way - commute from my home in Tulsa to

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I know I've neglected my blog lately. I've had some shifting of priorities. Remember those high school days, when you started dating that oh-so-cute football player and life completely revolved around him? You obsessed over him when you weren't together, and the rest of the world disappeared when you were? Then suddenly, one day, you realized you hadn't seen your girlfriends in ages.

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Sometimes you just have to be confident and outrageous enough to be happy even when you're surrounded by stone-faced blockheads.

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Today was a perfect day for the Tulsa Memory Walk, held to raise awareness and funds for Alzheimer care, support and research. From a participant point of view, it went off without a hitch. I'm sure the organizers could argue that point, but these people really did a great job. The volunteers were friendly and helpful, and exhibitors provided pertinent information. There were bagels, donuts,

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Today Tuesday Weld turned 67! She was an actress way back in the day, you young whippersnappers who never heard of her. You know back when an actress may have had lots of issues to deal with, but we didn't have papparzi to show us in excruciating detail their every misstep. The worst thing I ever knew about her was that she did little to alleviate my teenage girl insecurities. Happy B'day Tuesday

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It's no secret that I have lots of floof, and sometimes some of it has to leave my body to make room for fresh floof. It's called shedding. I can't help it; it's what I do. My mom says she could knit a whole herd of cats from the furballs I leave laying around the house. Puhleeeze, what an exaggerator. But then, the other night, I went to take a peek at the outside world. As I reached the glass

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Simon's cat looks like Casper and acts like Angel. No wonder we love Simon's cat!

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There's a new buffalo in Bartlesville. Isn't he pretty? On one side he's painted in oranges and the other is done in pinks. I've posted pictures I took of some of the other bison, but I neglected to tell you these unique works of art are part of a fundraising project for Mary Martha Outreach, a non-profit organization in Bartlesville, Oklahoma. They supply aid, both materials and services, to

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My mom thinks she’s pretty clever, and I guess she is, but she can’t outmaneuver me. She put all her makeup brushes in one drawer, and every morning when she puts on her face, she opens the drawer, takes out the one she needs and quickly closes the drawer again. I love to steal her brushes and run away as fast as I can, taking them to a good hiding place before she can get them away from me. She

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Three water towers in Bartlesville are labeled in Old English lettering as Hot, Warm and Cold. When we were kids, traveling through Bartlesville on our way to Tulsa, we always looked for the towers, so they've been marked this way for a long time, and I still get a kick out of seeing them. I finally stopped to get a picture.

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A friend shared this, and it made me feel so good I just wanted to share it with you, too.

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The world lost a great husband and father, and all around nice young man this last weekend. Harold was the husband of my sister and brother-in-law's niece. This picture isn't very clear but it is typical of Harold and how he adored his three little girls, and how they adored him. He was only 31 years old. No symptoms, no notice, just stolen away in an instant by an aneurysm.I always want to have

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Our Aunt Barb and Uncle John came all the way from Georgia and are visiting us for just a short bit. Yay! But, like the last few times they visited it's because of a very sad occasion, but we won't talk about that right now, because it makes my mom's eyes leak. We love it when our aunt and uncle, Mom's sister and brother-in-law (or is it bother-in-law?) visit. Our mom and Aunt Barb don't look a

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Today is 2010 World Cat Day! We greet all our fellow felines as we celebrate being CATS! It is a most pawsome thing to be, at least for all of us that are fortunate enough to have humans who appreciate and love us, as it should be. Today, in addition to celebrating our catness, we are also sending out purrs for all the cats in the world that do not have the wonderful lives they deserve, and for

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A prankster put bubble bath in the Bartlesville Community Center fountain. Not a real original idea, but the results turned out to be. The following video shows some large chunks of bubbles floating down the street. It looks pretty weird.

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The last few days have been Bad News, Good News days. Sunday morning Mom left to make the 2 ½ hour trip to go see our big brother, Russell, our sister-in-law, Karissa, and The Grandsons. Casper and I had just settled in for a nice quiet Snoozin’ Sunday. Wait… was that the garage door I heard? What’s going on? Mom walked back into the house. She said her car sounded funny. She made a swishy sound

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Okay, it's time for me to do something good, for someone besides me, with all this walking I've been doing. I believe I am prepared for the 2010 Tulsa Memory Walk on August 28th. The objective is to raise awareness and money for The Alzheimer's Association,  a health organization funding Alzheimer care, support and research. I have a friend, a  beautiful young lady, whose once vivacious mother

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Well actually, she just batted it around a little.

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I guess I’ve dished on Mom a little too much lately. There was even talk about me losing some computer privileges. Now I can’t let that happen, so I’ll lay off Mom for a couple days and she’ll forget all that nonsense about taking away my computer time. Sooo…let me tell you a few things about Angel. Believe me, she’s no angel. Do you know that Mom hasn’t been able to put toilet paper on the

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Here are a few things that fried green tomatoes make me think of: # 1. The movie, of course. A very good movie, one of the few I’ve watched several times. I love Kathy Bates in Fried Green Tomatoes. Towanda!! # 2. The book, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Café, by Fannie Flagg, from which the movie was adapted. Fannie Flagg has a way of making her characters real to us and of bringing

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Here's a micro mini short film starring Casper and Angel, as themselves, just being themselves.

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Our mom was very tired last night, and for good reason. She did not go to bed until really late the night before. If I could count, I would be able to count on one paw the number of hours of sleep she got, and that's not good! But, boy oh boy, when she did go to sleep, she slept, and I mean big time. She even purred…real loud. Mom needs to take a lesson from us cats. We take our sleep very

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These three handsome young men are my awesome grandsons, Zachary, Dyllan and Johnathan. They own my heart. Today is Johnathan's 10th birthday. Happy Happy Birthday, Johnathan! Welcome to the double digits.I love you sooooo much!

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Bartlesville is the town where I work. It is a really charming place and I enjoy taking a few pictures when I go walking there. I love libraries. Here's B'ville's. Price Tower - This is Frank Lloyd Wright's only skyscraper, and as you can imagine, it's quite unique, and an important landmark here.The Bartlesville Community Center The Price Tower Buffalo statue. This is one of my favorites.The

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After work last night I went walking at my standard go-to trail at Haikey Creek Park. The temperature was around 95 with more than 50% humidity, making the heat index hotter-than-hell degrees Fahrenheit. There were several people on the trails, quite a few of them running. I am not a runner but I have to admit I was impressed with their dedication. I’ve said that I wouldn’t run unless a serial

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      that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet .  Our mom is a name-caller. Not bad names. Well, I have heard stories of the names she calls people who do something like tailgate her car, or drive slow until she starts to go around them and then put their foot in it-whatever that all means. At those times we understand she has uttered some names that would make the tiny

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Yesterday afternoon Angel was looking through the storm door and she started making that cat-chatter noise cats make when they see something terribly exciting, usually birds, flying bugs, something like that. If you have cats, you know what I mean. I went to see what was causing this reaction. There was a hummingbird hovering aroud the area where I usually hang their feeder. Only this summer I

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Today I enjoyed a visit to the Philbrook Museum. In 1938 Waite Phillips gave his 72-room mansion and surrounding 23 acres of grounds as an art center for the city of Tulsa. The Italian Renaissance style mansion itself is a beautiful work of art. Add to that the very impressive permanent collection of artworks, special travelling exhibits, and breathtaking gardens, and you have a very pleasant way

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Tooting my own horn.I'm enjoying my walking challenge. It's almost the end of week 10, and I feel so much more energetic!

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A few weeks ago our handsome friend Brian and his beautiful sisters received a big brown box from the package human. Inside the box was a most pawsome cat tree. Even Sascha, who isn’t usually very adventurous played with it, and napped in the big roundy perch at the top of the tree. We were very happy and excited for them. So a week after that, when the package human came to our house, imagine my

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A couple of you liked the stack of books in front of the library (from Friday's post). I can't believe I hadn't caught the other cool feature in the entry, so I went back yesterday and snapped a couple more pictures. By the way, he's reading "Popular Science" and drinking a can of Coke.

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Jackson Park is only a mile from my house and it's a nice place to walk, but when the sun is beating down, it doesn't supply much shade. So when it's a cloudy morning, like it was earlier today, I like to walk here. The newer portion of the trail, at the back of the park, is not very scenic. Sometimes it's the details where you find beauty and sometimes you have to look at the big picture to find

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Happy Independence Day!

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Thursday evening I went with six friends from work to dinner at El Guapo, in the Blue Dome District, and then to see "Kiss Me Kate", presented by Light Opera Oklahoma. The restaurant had pretty good food, excellent service and a high energy ambiance. The play was fun, fast paced, and performed by some very talented actors / singers / dancers. Good food, fun with work buds, and a rambunctious

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The company I work for generously gave us two paid days off to celebrate the July 4th holiday, so today was a free Friday! My day started with sleeping late--especially nice after being out late last night, having dinner and seeing a play with some work buddies. After a long soak in the tub, I went to one of my favorite places, the library located a few minutes from my house. The day has passed

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Our mom says she doesn’t like rude, mean people, but last night she sat and watched a totally rude guy on TV, for TWO solid hours!! She says her liking to watch “Hell’s Kitchen” baffles her mind, too, but she can’t seem to stop herself. I don’t care too much for that show. First, because even with all that food being cooked, I can’t get one little whiff of any of it from the TV box. Next, all

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A nice sun bath... ...and then she's going... ..going...Gone! Let the catnap begin.

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Yesterday I got a late start for my weekend walking trail walk, due to a hair appointment and a few other errands. Because of the extreme afternoon heat I really planned on using the elliptical, inside where air conditioning makes summertime bearable. But, to my surprise I wanted to go to one of the walking paths. I knew I needed to go to one that I was certain had plenty of opportunities for

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“Brandy” by Looking Glass is one of my all time favorite songs. Every time it comes on the radio, I’m transported back to my happy teenage place. Not the awkward, embarrassing, inferiority complex laden moments of those years, but back to the fun, free, light times. I recently heard my time-travel song while driving home from work. The fact that it still comes on the radio as frequently as it

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Driving home from work all week, I've been looking over at the northbound lanes under construction, thinking, wow, I'm definitely going the right direction. Of course, when I go to work in the morning, I go through this work zone, too, but because it's so early in the morning the traffic is much lighter then. I'm sure that in a week or two the construction will be moved over to my going-home

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Mom's shoe rack is a good place to hide from the scary vacuum cleaner, until he roars into the closet. Mom says she has to keep bringing out the monster vac so it can pick up all the fluff-bunnies we leave laying around on the floor. We know who leaves all that white floof behind... right Casper? (By the way, Mom, some of these shoes are ready to be put out to pasture. You've done all you can for

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The rewards certificate from DSW Shoes comes in an envelope marked "Happiness Inside". I like getting my $10 off coupon--especially when the other envelopes contain bills--but the statement makes me stop and think about happiness and appreciate the coupon a bit more. I guess it doesn't take much to make me feel happy.

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Our pal Max at Psycho Kitty clued us into a wonderful innovation. Click on Catios to see the slide show. Come on Mom, we want a catio! We'll start scooping our own litter box if you'll give us one--well, maybe we'll keep more of the litter from going out of the box... Look out, Outside World, here we come. Purrs from ~~Casper and Angel~~

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Today I went back to Hunter Park for my walking trail review. If you remember from a previous post, I really like this park. At 8:30 this morning the park was already alive with activity. I'm sure, like me, some of them were trying to beat the heat; even at that time it was already 83 degrees F.  This time I started further up the trail in order to get a look at a portion of the trail I didn't

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    The Hotel Phillips in Bartlesville, OK has closed its doors after almost six decades. It was the required hotel for visiting out-of-town employees of the oil company where I work (at the moment). But now there's a new, bigger, better hotel located next door to our office complex. The Hilton Garden Inn is the new required hotel for our company. From comments by some of those fellow employees

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Last night our mom cooked salmon. Now she knows we love salmon, and just in case she forgot, we made sure to remind her. We meowed loudly, we licked our chops, and we followed her every move while she prepared it. Even with all these efforts, she still did not share!! Please understand, we didn't want to get tough with her, but it was obvious that we had to shun her. It only lasted a few

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"Beware of people who dislike cats." - Irish proverb

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Walking my way into Week # 7

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This morning I tried out the walking path at River Parks between 41st and 51st Streets. If you wonder why I keep taking you to River Parks, it's because the entire trail covers more than 25 miles, so I'm taking it a stretch at a time. This portion was NICE. For most of it, the biking path was separated from the walking/jogging side. The river was flowing, the sky was a bit cloudy, the trees were 

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Casper went all cat-atonic on me as soon as he spied the camera. Angel's move from one tent to the other was all the action we got from our first take. We might need some more time and work on the whole movie-making thing. They're having trouble learning their lines anyway. =^-^= No cats were injured in the making of this movie.  =^-^=

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Here I am watching my role model, Simon's cat. He's a pro at this cat stuff.  MOL~ I'll share--in case you want to see it, too. ~~~purrrrs and hugs to you~~~ Casper  =^-^=

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I had something exciting to blog about yesterday, but Casper was hogging the laptop--again. He went so far as to take a nap on top of it, knowing that because I have the highest respect for catnaps, I wouldn’t wake him. Darn those high feline standards anyway. Obviously Mom doesn’t have those same standards. She woke me up from a super sound sleep because she just had to have a picture of me

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  Keeping in the spirit of checking out the walking trails in the vicinity, today I went to Hunter Park, around 91st and Sheridan. We have some great parks here in Tulsa! The trail wound around the entire park and offered a variety of sights, including a pond with ducks, fishing platforms and a fountain.  The pond is close to Biscuit Acres, the dog park where big dogs and little dogs have their

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Over the past several years, I’ve passed this big blue whale more times than I can count, but I never stopped for a closer look until recently.  It was built in the early 1970’s by Hugh Davis as a surprise anniversary gift for his wife Zelta who collected whale figurines. I guess a dozen roses and maybe a small crystal whale to adorn the coffee table wasn’t quite enough; and really what says

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This morning I went for a walk down by the River Walk in Jenks. The pedestrian bridge is one of my favorite spots to walk in that area, especially when the Arkansas River actually has water flowing in it. There was a competitve 5K run and 1K fun run going on, with proceeds benefiting the Community Food Bank. Some of the hardcore athletes were approaching the finish line under one end of the

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Well, it's week 5 of my 10,000 steps a day goal. It's not a lot compared to what my running friends do, but it's an accomplishment for me. Once you let it all go, it's work to get it back! I see an improvement in my energy level, and I'm having fun checking out the walking trails and sidewalk sights around here.

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Last weekend we spotted this motorcycle cruising down the highway. At first it just looked like a trike, but this thing had a steering wheel and looked car-like. I did my research and found that it's a Thoroughbred Motorsports Stallion, and they've been around a while but I had never seen one (or at least noticed one) before now. It has a Ford motor, cup holders, a trunk and 5-speed automatic

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My mom doesn't let Angel and me go outside. She says there are bugs out there called ticks that would burrow through my fur coat and suck my blood. Come on, Mom. I wasn't born yesterday. Big, bad, blood sucking bugs--yeah right. I wouldn't be surprised if Angel fell for such a far-fetched fear tactic, but I've been around the block once or twice--well not literally, but you know. She also says

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We've been waiting for this here in Bartlesville, and now finally, more gossip fodder. The burning question over the past few months has been, "Where's Robert?" and now we know. He's in Florida. I'm sure he'll be coming back to his old stomping grounds soon though. Surely not what he wants, as now he will probably have to stand trial. It appears he led the arson investigator on a merry chase.

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Two of my favorite things about springtime in Oklahoma~~   Nurseries overflowing with vibrant colors (that's my pal Jody trying to choose the perfect plants to liven up her flowerbeds)  ~~and Fresh fruit stands with colorful and delicious fresh fruits and vegetables

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We have many walking/jogging trails in Tulsa County. To keep my new walking obsession interesting, I’m trying out several of them. This morning I went to Haikey Creek Park. It’s only a couple miles from my house and this is the first time for me to take advantage of it. It was a pleasant surprise. The woods surrounding the paths are home to squirrels, beautiful songbirds—like this little

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~Thank you~

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Okay learning to use Mom's computer was a snap. Casper may call me a copycat but I think he just wanted to hog the keyboard. But, I love the old guy. He thinks I pester him, but if it weren't for me he wouldn't do anything but lay around grooming himself, sleep and eat. Now I know we all need our 18 hours a day of beauty rest, but when we're awake, that's our time for running around like

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I took the Myers Briggs Personality Test as an assignment for an online course I'm taking called, "Making Age an Asset in Your Job Search".  So far it's a great course. I've taken this personality test a couple of times over the years but had forgotten the outcome, so it was fun doing it again. It's amazing how these tests can come close to nailing a personality. ISFJ - "Conservator". Desires to

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Finally! I don’t know how many times I’ve stepped on, or stretched out across mom’s keyboard while she clicked around on it. At long last, she has taken the hint and said I could blog a bit. Now Angel is eyeballing the computer. I can already hear her mewing, “‘that’s not fair, Casper got to write something, why can’t I?” She’s such a copycat sometimes. Anyway, I wanted to give some details about

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Here are a few of the Bartlesville Buffalo.  Bartlesville is a community with a lot to keep a gawker/walker entertained while working toward a consistent 10,000 steps a day.

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Casper is the best of felines, Angel is the orneriest of felines. My two cat kids couldn't be more different. Casper moves with elegance and grace. He's laid back and adores anyone who pets him and speaks to him in a loving tone.  Angel tears around the house, and has to explore every nook, cranny, cupboard, closet, and even fridge. She loves her mom and Casper, and that's about it. With their

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Okay I admit I never heard them called Dutchies--doobies, yes; dutchies, no--but, anyway I thought this was interesting. That's all--just interesting. The Baby Boomer Generation: Boomers Are Passing the Dutchie Again Posted using ShareThis

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Because of yesterday's tummy situation I fell way short of my goal of 10,000 steps. So today I was happy to feel much better and to strap on my Sketchers for a little stroll at River Parks. Because I like to stop, gawk and sometimes snap a few pictures, I went on one of the less traveled trails. The bikers, skaters and joggers don't like it when you get in their way, and I don't blame them, so I

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The Baby Boomer Generation: Boomers get SHAFTED, etc. Posted using ShareThis

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Paranoia took up residence as I sat at my desk trying to gauge whether or not I could make it through the day. I felt lousy--not ready for a hospital bed--but lousy. Would the boss think I just wanted to play hooky? Would co-workers roll their eyes and grumble that it was certainly convenient to be ill, making air quotes around the word ill, on the prettiest Friday we've had in weeks? I'm a bit

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Rained Out   Today was an indoor walking day. Getting There    Every little bit helps. Tips for adding steps:At work, use the bathroom farthest from your cubicle.  Use this tip with caution -- it can be risky if you're in the habit of putting off the inevitable. Pace, or march in place while brushing teeth. For the coordination challenged, this is easier with a battery operated toothbrush. Keep

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"All right, boys! It's the authorities! We got you surrounded! Just come on out and grabbin' air! And don't try nothing fancy! Your sityeachin is purty nigh hopeless!" Robert, you're no Soggy Bottom Boy-- you best just turn yourself in. (The May Brothers Building -- picture I took Monday, May 17th while adding steps to my pedometer.) Related news report: Warrant Issued For Bartlesville Man

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 At work we are having a Let's Walk program based on the 10K a Day ( http://www.10kaday.com/) program. I'm getting into it and love the extra energy I'm starting to see from it. I broke down and purchased the Sketcher Shape Up Shoes for walking. I've only worn them a little while--the information that comes with the shoes said to only use them for 20-25 minutes at a time until you get used to

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It was a cool, cloudy morning--a perfect day to take a walk in Jenks, a small town a few miles from my home. Jenks has a quaint business district with antique, and one-of-a-kind, shops.

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Currently I commute between Tulsa and Bartlesville for my work. This is a little bit of what I see as I zip up Highway 75 every day. I wonder what the story of this old abandoned Sinclair truck is and how he ended up being put out to pasture here.

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