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Tag: Diana Lesire Brandmeyer
Blog Mashup
Blogs I want to share with you.
Me and Milli Vanilli. See, we really couldn’t sing….
Kristen Lamb writes about free ebooks may not be a good thing. What’s the problem with free? 
Carriage from the Past
C is for Carriage.
This summer we stopped at an antique store and this was out in the yard. It intriques me, where did come from? Who owned it? Where did they take it too church? Parties? I like the fringe top and I wonder if the owner had to pay extra for it?
How did women keep their skirts from brushing the dirty wheel when they disembarked?
So many questions….
So many stories shushed…
So many ideas racing through my mind today…
UPDATE! I have learned that this is a Jenny Lind used from 1850 to the 1900s and only one horse was needed to pull it. How did I learn this? I found out by purchasing a dvd called 19th Century Carriages & Wagons A Resource for Writers by Lynn Coleman. You can get it here.
Are you an email hoarder?
My hand is fluttering in the air. I am an email hoarder. In the past I have found blogs or shopping sites that interest me and I subscribed.
This last month I’ve been unsubscribing. I realized I was spending not just minutes deleting email. Some times it was five minutes or more.
I still have many lists to to release from my inbox. It’s hard. Sometimes I want to know what I can cook gluten free for dinner or what exciting crafting offer Michaels is offering. And what if I want to live social in another city?
I should delete them right away. But I can’t. I put a star and color code it as to do or important and then I forget about them. It feels better to me to have them in my inbox just in case I get a chance to fly to Florida tomorrow and shop at Kohls with my secret % off code.
So I ask, are you an email hoarder too? Should we start a club or a twelve-step program?
How do you wear your guilt?
My momma always knew when I was telling a lie. She wouldn’t tell me how until I was married. Turns out my lips turn up too!
What about you? Do you have a poker face or does your guilt shine bright like Denver’s?
How to Eat Gluten Free at a Burger Place
B is for Bunless Burger!
Eating in burger in a gluten-filled world is often risky. You can’t see what is happening in the restaurant kitchen and you have to put your trust in a waitress. You pray she’ll convey the need for changing gloves, cleaning the grill and keeping all bread items away from your meal.
A few years ago 5 Guys Burgers and Fries opened close to my home. I am in burger heaven.
The kitchen is visible, the cashier yells, “Change gloves! Gluten allergy!”
It’s true, I have to eat my burger with a fork an knife, but I don’t mind. That means I have extra weight watcher points for those fries!
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Have you ever been to a Lost and Found concert? Last December they performed a Christmas concert that I can say I’ve never seen one like it before. One of their catch phrases is the word .And. They like it because a person isn’t just one thing. Think about it they’re right. I’m a wife AND a writer AND quilter AND mom AND gluten free AND….the list goes on and on. AND yes I bought the t-shirt.
The band is made of of two people, and I think what they can carry. They’ve even ridden bikes across country! “We left from Niagara Falls, Ontario in September 1986 and returned there in August of 1987. During the trip we rode basically from New York to St. Louis to Miami to San Diego to Seattle and back to New York. It took us 340 days and we played 270 concerts at schools, churches, camps, or any place that would have us. We stayed with families 300 nights and in hotels the other 30. One thing about us: we do not camp. (It’s just our nature.) We made the trip without ever missing a concert date and without any support vehicle following us or leading us. We supported ourselves through the sale of our first record (vinyl only at the time). Lots of days we would bungee-cord the records to our bikes and bring them along to the gigs to offer for sale. It was an incredible experience to say the least. If you’re interested in the whole story (with illustrations), you can find us retelling the highpoints of our journey in true comic style on the special DVD included in our boxed set, “LOST AND FOUND: The Early Years.” What to hear them? AND yes I am running late with my letter A.
Searching for Heat
I could see these tall stacks from my house where I grew up. One day I noticed there was smoke coming from them and being the natural born worrier that I am, I ran to my father in a panic.
He followed me outside, picked me up and said that’s where our heat is made. As long as you see smoke coming out of there you’ll know we’ll have heat in our house.
Did I mention I was a natural born worrier? My father’s assurance didn’t ease my concerns at all. All winter I’d ride the bus to school and I check to see if there was smoke. Then I’d relax knowing my mom and little brother would be warm. On the way home from school I’d check it again.
It’s the Labadie Power Plant in Labadie, Missouri if any of you old friends are trying to figure it out.
It wasn’t until I was much older did I realize its function and that if you don’t pay the electric bill it doesn’t matter if there is smoke or not. There won’t be any heat in your house.
Ever worry about having heat when you were a child?
Playing with Patty Wysong again, check out the new blog challenge.
Bugs Get a Bad Rep
I’ve caught a bug. The bug going around caught up with me.
Which is why I am regretting having a sandwich at lunch.
A sandwich I had saved enough WW points to eat! (Gluten free bread takes up more points.)
So as I try to keep my head from listing to the side long enough to post this, I’m wondering.
Why is a virus called a bug anyway? What did the bug population do to us humans to deserve that?
Now I’m not found of bugs except for lightening bugs and lady bugs, so I’m not concerned that the world will end (even though it is 2012) because the word virus is attached to bug.
Still here reading this? If you know the answer please enlighten me. I’m sure I could google and discover the reason, but I need to lie down and watch the ceiling swirl overhead.
Pardon the Mess
It is January and it’s a time of cleaning out and re-doing.
So I had this brilliant idea of re-doing my blog.
Today I feel less than brilliant. I’ve lost luster, I don’t even have a glimmer of a shine.
It’s a rare beautiful day where I live. I can see it from my window. I’m hoping I can get my
blog fixed before the sun sets.
Be patient, re-doing is time consuming and painful some times.
Have you started a project this month that isn’t going the way you thought it would? Please share.