Ya know…. I thought that The Electric Company was the show I dreamed up in my imagination. On the way home today, I realized it was actually the show Zoom that I was remembering!!! While I liked The Electric Company, I LOVED Zoom!!! Does anyone else remember this show? It seems that it has been renewed for a whole new generation!
Come on and ZOOM ZOOM ZOOMA ZOOM!
Come on and ZOOMA ZOOMA ZOOMA ZOOM!!!!!
WOW! I found something that I want. I mean REALLY. I was almost beginning to believe that I had invented this show in my imagination, but now I have proof that The Electric Company did exist! A four DVD set of the best of The Electric Company is now available! How I loved this show!!! What a trip down memory lane!
I really really want this.
I bought a new crock pot about a year and a half or two years ago. Of course I never completed or sent in the product registration card — I never do on any new purchase! Last week I started the crock pot and noticed a funny smell. I was using one of those new crock pot liners, so I figured that was the source of the smell. I didn’t like it, so I removed the contents from the crock pot and completed cooking on the stove.
Yesterday morning I decided to put a roast in the crock pot. I put all the ingredients in and started it up. After a few minutes, I smelled the same odor. I wasn’t using a liner this time, so I knew that couldn’t be the problem. I had Christohper smell it and he thought it smelled odd too. I thought it smelled electrical, so I unplugged to crock pot and, with Christopher’s help, tranferred the contents to my old (original) crock pot.
Last night I put water in the offending crock pot and plugged it in to verify if it would be safe to use the unit in the future. I left it on while we ate dinner so it could heat up. Christopher went into the kitchen and asked why that crock pot was plugged in. I told him I was letting it heat up to figure out if it was safe to use or not. He said “well, it’s smoking!” Once again, I unplugged it and decided to throw it away and be done with it.
Jennifer (being Jennifer) wanted to know the source of the problem. After the crock pot cooled off, she turned it over and saw the bottom of it was melted (the base of this particular crock pot is plastic). She got the screwdriver and took the entire thing apart. Once open, she realized that the heating element had slipped off the interior pot and had fallen onto the plastic base and burned through. She further discovered that the heating element was held to the interior pot by 2 screws with no washers or nuts or anything.
Jennifer and I got online last night and went to the GE web page only to discover that this model of crock pot had a safety recall notice. Had I completed the registration card and sent it in, I would (probably) have been notified of this recall without potentially setting my house on fire. I’m SO glad I didn’t leave that crock pot on when I left the house yesterday morning.
Lesson learned — complete and send in product registration cards!
Twenty-one years ago today, Jim and I were married. It seems impossible that it was that long ago. Jim has always been there for me and I love him very much. Would I do it all over again? You bet! I love you, Jim!
Here’s to another 21+!
I cannot believe that you are 18 years old today. It seems like just yesterday that you were put into my arms, a fat (8 lb, 13 oz), hungry little baby boy. You are the only baby I ever heard of who gained weight before he left the hospital.
You have grown into a fine young man. From your sense of responsibility, to your sense of humor, to your character, to your position in the church, to your faith — everything you do makes me proud. I love you very much!
Happy Birthday, son!
Below is a picture of a horrible highway accident in Germany. The picture may be kind of hard to take for some of you. If you look closely you can see what appears to be some survivors of the accident still in the wreckage. Although the picture is quite graphic, it makes you realize how quickly our loved ones can be taken from us.
My friend stayed on the scene to help and even though he performed mouth to mouth on quite a few of them, none apparently survived.
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Daddy, Kelly, and I went to Lincoln, AL, to see Aunt Gracie. We try to visit her at least once a year. I have wonderful memories of spending time at Aunt Gracie’s house while growing up. It seems that every year me and at least one (or more) of my siblings would spend a week at her house. It was wonderful and I just loved it. Today we talked about old times, caught up with family members, and just had a wonderful visit. I found out things I’d never known before! Folks as nice and warm as Aunt Gracie should live forever!
Here are a few of my memories of time spent at AG and UM’s house:
1. Playing with Alice’s Barbies. She had EVERYTHING! Barbie, Madge (Barbie’s friend before Skipper), Ken, all kinds of clothes and accessories. I remember one time UM coming home and commenting that his bedroom had been turned into some kind of ‘Barbie Heaven’ while he was gone!!!!
2. Coming home from a picnic at the Birmingham City Zoo and finding Chuck and Jimmy in a fight. Yes, a physical fight. I thought Jimmy would KILL Chuck, but AG intervened and broke it up. Chuck had a torn shirt and Jimmy’s motorcycle (I think I have that right) was lying on the ground. It seems that Jimmy used the gasoline in his motorcycle that Chuck was going to use in the lawn mower.
3. Finding a Playboy magazine in the magazine rack in the bathroom. It was shoved right in the middle of ALL the mags (and there were a lot). I wasn’t looking to find something, I just stuck my hand down in the middle of the stack with the intention of reading whatever I grabbed. Of course I never imagined finding anything like that. I’d never even seen anything like that before. Since I’d never seen anything like that, I had to share it with my siblings. So, we (I honestly cannot remember if it was Sue or Kay or both of them) took the magazine into the bedroom and were just amazed at what I had found. Aunt Gracie found us reading that magazine when she came to tuck us into bed. Of course she confiscated it. My next memory is of passing the living room the and seeing UM holding court with Chuck and Jimmy. The were both standing (as if at attention) with their hands behind their backs! I bet they hated us!
I have loads of other memories of time spent with Aunt Gracie (going to Ben Franklin’s, the wonderful aromas of her kitchen and the huge tree at the back door, playing house, playing with the bumper pool table downstairs, going to the lake, swimming in the lake, catching fish, Kay seeing the huge frog {that turned out the be a bullfrog}, willow flies covering the house…. I could go on and on). She is a wonderful lady and I am proud to claim her as my aunt.
So, in Jimmy’s tradition — siblings, please tell me of any memories you have of spending time with AG or UM at either their Gentilly Drive house or the house at Logan Martin Lake.
