Monthly Archives: March 2013

CRITICAL ALERT (LILIES- Tiny Amount Kills cats) Original post April 25, 2011

Repost from April 25, 2011


Easter is just around the corner. Many people love lilies. Easter Lily, Peace Lily, and Day Lily are merely three of about 110 species of lilies. Of the 110 species -(almost all) are extremely toxic to cats.  If you own a cat—- do not bring a Lily (plant) blooming or non blooming into your home. It only takes a a tiny amount of any part of the lily to kill your cat.  The plant is so toxic even just  pollen from a bloom that falls on the cat’s fur can kill, when the cat grooms itself.  Any and all parts of the lily even if is a minute amount will kill your cat.  The kidney’s begin shutting down almost immediately. Within minutes, the toxin begins attacking the kidneys. It would be virtually impossible to get your cat to an animal emergency room in time to save your pet from kidney damage. Do not take a chance thinking that your cat will not bother to nibble on the plant.  Almost all cats will nibble on anything green that is brought into the house. DO NOT TAKE A CHANCE AND KEEP YOUR PET SAFE!!!

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What’s Age Got to do With it? or How to lose a Dear Friend in One Email

Many moons ago “A” and I became friends in school. Other students in school simply ignored her existence. That was eons ago and “A” was the only Hispanic student in a school of about 80 students. About midway through high school “A’s” father became a ranch foreman for a wealthy doctor and she moved away. Later we connected again as we both entered a Catholic school of nursing. “A” was mild mannered, friendly and, smiled a lot. All the patients loved her and so did all our classmates.

We both moved on to individual paths with “A” living in California. She had met her future husband while in nursing school via a blind date while he was an airman stationed near our town.

In the ensuing years we kept in touch by letters. I saw her maybe 5 times when she still had parents living in central Texas.

Several years ago, she wrote me a letter to tell me what my friendship had meant to her. She wrote that I had been so nice to her in highschool, that it had meant so much and, that she had not forgotten. Getting that note meant a lot to me. For I never felt that I had done anything special. She was a very nice and kind person and that is why I liked her as a friend.

With the advent of the computer once in a while we exchanged an actual letter but otherwise “A” sent me cute photos of pets, animals, etc. her children, grandchildren, etc. She retired quite a few years before I finally threw in my towel.

From about 2000 -2011 she began sending emails that contained cartoons related to old people. Plus all the other crazies of poems and or thoughts related to old people. As we aged she seemed to dwell on the “funnies of the old.”

I began to wonder what appeared to be an attachment to the cartoons and writings related to the elderly. In my apparent distorted opinion all of these are supposedly amusing- as one gathers momentum toward one’s demise. In my biased opinion, I did not and do not need a reminder of aging. I also feel the cartoons were/are a mockery of the elderly and the infirm.

Initially the funnies were sort of funny but as the years began piling up and I was still working, I no longer found making fun of the elderly funny. Yes I just used “funny/fun” too many times. But on with the story.

There was one cartoon about an old woman named Maxine. And then there were others that read about being wealthy since we had silver in the hair, gold in the teeth and, titanium in our joints. Well I had gold in my teeth that was put there in my 20’s and some of those fillings are still good. (that might be another story).

So as the funny stuff continued to make the rounds of the Internet elderly crowd, “A” remained on a steady and unyielding course of sending any and all funnies that happened to land in her inbox.

So about four years ago I sent four subtle email requests to friends to please stop sending me cartoons devoted to the elderly. Three people understood my request. However, “A” continued on her hell bent path of sending what had obviously become her obsession with growing old.

Maybe this was her way of accepting old age. I did not and still do not find it amusing to make fun of the elderly, crippled, mentally challenged, etc. In my opinion it is abusive. But what do I know? Maybe I am biased and touchy about the subject.

In 2011 I had given a name to the elderly funnies that “A’ continued to send to me. I called them “The Age of The Aged.” A few actual email letters were exchanged. Her notes were spliced in among all of the forwarded “elderly funnies.” The forwarded funnies contained at least 20-25 names. Gee, I thought, she sure knows lots of people that are either old or really enjoy laughing about what happens to the elderly.

But- one day the funnies were arriving faster than I could limp to the kitchen on a knee that I had injured the previous year. I made my coffee and sat at the kitchen table to read my email. First rattle out of the box was another elderly funny. Only this one was a zinger. An old man in a wheelchair being pushed by a kid shorter than the back of the wheelchair. There was an accompanying “funny” caption about role reversal and how the shoe was now on the other foot or some sort of nonsense.

That put a damper on my day. Not only was I recovering from a knee injury but also an injury to the outer aspect of my left foot which I had badly bruised after jumping off the back steps to save time. Note. I still hop or skip steps to save “time.” Anyhow, that little ditty did it for me! Good and proper. Actually I think that was the day I had to increase my blood pressure medication.

That night I read again some of the things that “A” had sent me. As I read and re-read, I thought that I might have a coronary so what better way to appease one’s anger than to shoot off an email since I could not spout off at the mouth.

I carefully composed what I believed to be an innocuous email but this time it was not subtle. My note was to the point but I thought is was not a flagrant request to stop the craziness of the crazy funnies. I don’t remember my exact words but I had written carefully chosen words that I was sure would not go un-noticed.

By 2300 or 11:00pm if you prefer, there was an email from “A.” I don’t remember all of the words but one sentence was succinct. “You will not be hearing from me again from now on.” She then elaborated a fraction, more or less, depending on one’s perspective. To quote. “I celebrate my age. I am in control of life and “feel that I like my age” or maybe it was the other way around and she wrote “I feel my age.”

Oops! What have I done now? I made profuse apologies. I wrote that I was sorry for my gross lack of tactfulness. But as my words were virtually spit onto the screen I then went into overdrive. “It must be a shock to discover that your friend of 45 years or so is in reality a beach”- but I wrote the other “b” word and then ended the note. She did not reply and I sent no further emails her way. I thought of the outcome for several days. Initially I was dumbfounded, then angry, then philosophical.

I might write a part II to this re: my outlook on life and how life can be so deceiving. Will see how this one goes over. This post is longer than I had intended. I am remorseful. Actually!


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Ads Appearing Here Are Not of my Choice

My new computer came today. It was a small hassle to set it up and it seems that by choosing Goggle chrome or else on the advice of the foreign tech support I now have these gross ads all over the place. I could barely understand the man. I asked him many times to repeat what he was telling me and his instructions were not very good. He seemed to be losing patience with me. I finally told him thanks and adios. And I was not yet finished with setting my computer up.

Now I must take my computer to either a repair person or a web master and get all of this mess undone. I don’t know if I can manage to get rid of the mess on my own. I am so peeved I am just about to have a stroke. I can’t deal with another foreign tech who also seemed not all that savvy about this computer.

On my agenda is downloading my photos from the external hard drive. Plus I have almost 400 photos on a chip that is still in my camera. Many photos need to be deleted.

When I purchased this HP computer via phone, I asked the sales woman if the techs would be American and she assured me that they would be. I am more than mad. In fact I am irate and would like to punch the lying woman’s “lights out.” (not really) Hewlett Packard will be hearing from me all the way to “whomver.” This computer is supposed to be high end and has a four and one-half star rating. But it has Windows 8 which is more than a pain to use. This version has all manner of glithes according to computer people. In fact I might just be sending it back. I have 21 days to return this contraption. Tech support is what has me more than ticked off!

For some reason I get into some crappy deals. Could it possibly be that I sound like an ignorant sucker? And, folks I am not joking here! Much! One day I will stop complaining and write a “real” post.


No Time to Reply to Comments. Thanks to All For Commenting.

Eves necklace. Grows happily as a small understory tree or in mostly full sun. . Blooms become long dangling back "beads." Indians made use of the beads.

Eves necklace. Grows happily as a small understory tree or in mostly full sun. Blooms become long dangling back “beads.” Indians used the beads for decoration.

Just a short note to let all the individuals that subscribe to my blog that I hope to have a computer in about 2 weeks give or take a week or two.

Thanks to all for commenting. I can go to a friend’s house who has kindly offered me the use of her computer for a few hours. I might be able to respond to comments then. I am so sorry that things are so out of sorts.

On a good note I sold a high-resolution pic to a horticulture mag and it ran in the February or March issue. (pic is Eve’s Necklace) I had not heard anything from the woman and was beginning to believe that I had been ripped off. The money is very little but I feel honored that she thought my pic was good enough for the Texas Horticulture magazine.

This pic just happened to be in my WP media library. This is not the pic that was used in the mag- unless it was cropped. Anyway this gives an idea of what this great little native looks like. I think the blossoms resemble sweet pea blooms.

I wish that I had had the sense to put more pics in WP media files. I have some there but most of those have already been shown in a post. I will look again at some point but can’t today. I have 20 minutes left on this computer.

I think that all my photos moved to the external hard drive but until I can down load I will not know if the drive removed all of them or not.


No computer. No Posts For Awhile

Custom design of my entry gate by me and fabricated by my son.

Custom design of my entry gate by me and fabricated by my son.

Just a photo to break up the boredom of this post.

My computer went belly up but I think I have all photos but not quite sure. Will take a while to replace computer since I am ordering from Costco via phone. Have not decided just which one to get.

I’m using library computer and time is limited to one hour. Stingy city library. My tax money helped build this thing. And oh yes. One can only use the computer once per day. Pretty crummy in my greedy opinion. 🙂

I can’t get around to commenting. I am sorry. And do not have time yet to reply to one comment on one of my posts. BUt will at some point.