Cheryl Beckham

In like a lamb. As much as I have been looking forward to nicer weather, now that we have warmer temps, I am a little nervous. If the old saying of  “In like a lamb, out like a lion,” is true, then the bad weather will be coming back again before this month is over. I hope that does not prove true this year. We have had enough bad weather ans the kids have missed too much school already.

Years ago I must have expressed out loud in front of someone, somewhere, something about the cuteness of a frog lawn ornament, that had caught my eye, for some reason. I didn’t even buy the frog, but some how that was to be the start of the many, many frogs that have now seemingly taken over my house and lawn. Word got out and frogs are a constant, but welcomed gesture from folks, as a gift, a token, a present, a tip (after all, I am a bar tender, and we receive quite a variety of tips now and then) from virtually everywhere from all types of people that I have/had a relationship with over the years. I must have a frog made out of any and every type of material that is known to man, in all kinds of sizes, and stances.

For Christmas I was given a frog aquarium kit, which requires a check to be sent in with the order for the frogs to come in the mail, or I could go down to one of the many pet stores that have popped up all over the place in the past few years. I’m sure at least one will have baby frogs for sale, it seems like the more humane way to receive new members of the family. But going to the pet stores, any of them like PetCo, Puppy Palace, and Petsmart always leaves me with me wallet emptied out and my heart broken from not being able to take home more of the critters that are all there, just waiting for a home, and knowing that their chances of being purchased and treated adequately highly reduces most of their survival rates.

One of the places that I try not to go in to are the A.S.P.C.A. and Animal Shelters, I have never left one yet with out crying like a baby and feeling like a piece of scum, and dirty. Not something that I enjoy or look forward to doing, ever.

The snow is bad enough, but the wind is totally out of control today. I’ve had to go outside numerous times so far today to retrieve several things that have been blown out of their proper place. So far, two box tops, one trash can, one lawn chair and just now I picked up several plastic trash can liners that blew in from somewhere in the neighborhood along with some other trashy items. The wind about blew me away, and I had to come running inside quickly and calm myself down a bit.

It will be a good day to stay by the blazing fireplace that I just started a nice fire in and watch all the football games that are being aired today. I have a good sized flat screen T.V. that makes watching the games so much more enjoyable.

What a cold and nasty Sunday, and the bad news is that tomorrow is supposed to be worse, oh what a wonderful Monday that will be.

Seems that Motorola has applied for a patent for a solar powered cellphone and although it will probably not be enough to fully recharge the phone it will help for those days when you just can not plug in to the wall.

I’m very interested to see just how good it works and how much it charges for I certainly would consider buying one when it I can hear a bit more about it and see if it really is worth getting into. Anything I can do in order to keep thing as GREEN as I can in my little world.

The days of waiting for the mail man to come and bring good tidings to my door are long gone. What with email being the way for most folks to keep in touch any more, getting some sort of note, card or letter from anyone can only be expected these days around your birthday and the Christmas season.

My daily mail delivery usually consists of mainly of assorted junk mail and bills. So imagine my surprise and delight to find only one single piece of mail, all by it’s lonesome, sitting in my box this afternoon and this one piece just so happened to be my tax rebate check from our stimulus planning, soon to be our ex, President George W. Bush.

Now that I know the amount of the check, I will need to do some serious thought on what is the best way to use this precious bounty that has been bestowed upon me.