The all NEW Aqua Car!

Just found this and had to write about it. My dad had one years ago (go to my brother's site at lifeofaken.blogspot.com and scroll down to see).
Here's the new one!!

If only dad could see this!! Check out the website - there are more pics and a video!!
http://www.funmansion.com/html/Aqua-Car.html

Today I'm just putting in some pics for fun. Old ones of Maddie as a puppy and the one of me from today. More of my life...

Me by our truck today in our "yard".

Maddie at adoption.

Tell me she isn't the cutest puppy EVER!!!

My bird Sydney. She's CRAZY.

My cute hubby with Maddie at adoption. Me in my new '62 Olds Dynamic '88. It's currently "under the weather" with Tim having taken the transmission out to fix.

The interior. Sweet!

Sand in places I didn't know I had...

I'm not showing pictures with this. You don't want to know. Thursday I delivered Tim's paper in 98 degree weather in my little old Nissan which has no AC. No big deal. I'd brought cold water, a spray bottle, and sunblock. Just roll the windows down, tie back the hair and you're in business - it's a dry heat after all.
Didn't really expect the sandstorm. Upon rolling down the window I would be pelted in the face from the brown wall of sand in the air that I could actually hear hit my car. (It is rather an icky sight - like Minnesota in the winter except brown instead of grey). I remembered how camels have the special eyelashes that protect them in sandstorms; I thought, if I just squint maybe I'll be okay. Nope. Sand in my ears, stuck to my face, stuck to every part of my body. So in the 90+ weather, I had to have the windows up that day in my car. Oh well! Why aren't more people visiting me?
I work again Monday through Wednesday and am lately very stoked about my real estate studies and potential. I'll have some pics next time of stuff... probably Maddie... she's cute, huh? :)
By the way, this morning it dipped down to a dangerous 72 degrees in our bedroom. I awoke with Tim unwilling to get out from under his sheet and two blankets. He didn't want to take a shower because of the cold air in that brief moment between shower and towel dry. Oh my God... [Tim, I told you I'd tell!!!!]
Also, since it's about Father's Day, check out my father-in-law's website for his artwork!
http://www.hcordova.com/index.html

Hot Dia

I was back on "Wild Hogs" Monday and Tuesday in a funky little town about 1/2 hour north of my house, named Madrid. "Names of Actors Here" were all there - of course it was funny. This will be a funny flick. I noticed Tm and Mn hung out and talked between shoots, Bill read, Jn talked to whomever, and Marissa talked to 'locals' -she seemed easy going. A rumor was heard that someone got kicked off the set for talking to Mn - image the gall, talking to a star. Geez. (I see the others don't mind being treated like a regular human, but I also see that Mn does. If you'd like me to go into detail about Mn's set up, his rig and assistants and etc, you'll have to ask me. It's overboard. And I didn't even know who he was before this!).
Anyway, the main aspect of the days were this: HEAT. The temps both days were slightly over 100 degrees according to my little keychain thermometer. Working outside from 7am-7pm with NO place to get a reprieve, kind of sucked. There were shady areas, thank God, but it was still bad. Tuesday I'd become a little ill from it (I'm not used to that heat yet!), which made it worse. And now my overnights got cancelled - no kids. I'll be back on next week for a few days, unless something changes.
Jn and Tm have big guts. Just thought I'd share that. Also, someone should photograph some of the Madrid residents and make a poster for the Partnership for a Drug-Free America. It would scare a lot of kids away from trying meth.
My hubby Tim says 100 degrees is totally bearable. 105 is okay too. He has a cut-off line of 108. Yeah, at THAT point it gets difficult. Whatever. At night I lie in bed with wet washcloths, perhaps my cold gel pack, and a glass of ice water by the bed. He is under the covers. Freak. (Kidding! Love you honey!). He'll go to El Paso this week (it's been near 110 I think) and I won't go because we have no air conditioning in any of our five billion cars. Oh well. Maddie and I will stay home, inside, and drink pina coladas and stay very, very still.

More Hot Dogs

When I was a kid, I was best friends (for awhile, you know how that goes) with a girl whose mom was an animal rescuer. I mean, I'm pretty sure this lady kept leashes and collars and boxes and God knows what in her car - just in case. If there was a stray within a 20 mile radius, there was a 90% chance it would end up with her. She didn't actually keep a lot of them, but she was fanatic about rescuing them.
Well, I've been thinking of her lately. First off - this seemed like destiny - a Pomeranian walked right up to my car as I was pulling out of my drive the other day. It was very sweet and I picked it up and put it on my lap in the car and drove around looking for someone who might be looking for it. Collar, no tags. Unfortunately for me someone came out and claimed her. Made me want one even worse.
Yesterday there were two dogs wandering outside my driveway. By the time I got in my car, they were a ways up the road. I know it takes too long for animal control to get out our way, and this was right by the interstate and other busy roads, so, after making sure they were nice, I coaxed one into my car. The other (must've weighed about 120lbs - an overweight Newfy/something mix?) would NOT get in. So I put on my hazards and drove very slowly toward the house. In my rear view I could see the tremendous long-haired overweight Newfy lumping along directly behind the car. If I sped up at all, it would run to keep up. What a sight in my rear view! At first I thought to keep them in our bathroom. Then the thought of fleas came over me and I changed my mind, took them out, and vacuumed and bleached the floors (fleas here can carry the plague).

The strays in Maddie's place...

I took them outside where poor Maddie got outsted from the great outdoors and wasn't even allowed to play with the new strangers (mean mama!).

"Hey! Why do THEY get to be outside?!"

Poor Maddie! It's hard to resist a face like that...

I used other leashes and collars to rig them up and there they stayed for about 6 hours until animal control came. They were nice dogs, and were very loving, but probably owned by someone who had neither time nor ability to care for them properly - fat and sweet, but ill-groomed and one had a bad eye.
I promised Tim that although I might be an animal rescuer, I was not at all prone to taking them in and keeping them. But where I live, I call in a dead dog on the road about once a month it seems. And I didn't want to see that again if I can do anything.
Sounds like I have work next week - two days & three overnights in a nearby town (Deb, remember Madrid?). That's on the Wild Hogs movie with Travolta and Allen and etc. Fun flick!
Ciao!

Hot Dogs

So the temps are hovering near 100 degrees. "But it's a dry heat". Yup. Instead of a steam sauna (where I grew up), it's an oven. I put oil on my skin and go outside and am reminded of the Seinfeld episode where Kramer bastes himself like a turkey. I love that episode. We don't use a swamp cooler (the AC of the SW), no air conditioning, so the indoor temps are around 87 in the afternoon. But in this case it really is bearable - that dry heat!
I taught Maddie to chase her tail like an idiot, because although one might call it demeaning (to a dog?!), it's friggin funny. Now the little idiot will be hanging out in the living room and - without my command - begin chasing her tail until she's dizzy. Occasionally she gets a good hold and tugs until her torso is twisted like a slinky; she growls then and is very serious. I am pretty amused by this and generally laugh out loud when she does it. But here is a video that makes Maddie look super smart. Check it out (seriously, check it out! Turn the sound on, it's even better. It made me laugh a bit too loud at the library when I first saw it). Just copy and paste. So funny!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cSRpu7bI04
Speaking of dogs, if anyone sees a nice Pomeranian for free, pick it up for me. That's my latest desire.
Still unemployed. Just lettin' ya' know. So plenty of time to blog. So sad...

Margarita Night

It's looking like a Margarita night. Don't get too excited and think I have a social life... no, I'm a lone drinker (nice, eh?). Just been one of those days - not when everything sucks, but when everything is fine yet somehow your mood sucks; and that just calls for a margarita. Boy, they brighten me up. Until I fall asleep. But for that hour, man, I am amazing. You should see me at the grill then! I make a mean lemon/herb fish and steamed spinach, especially when I'm having a margarita!
Tim and I went to a car show this morning. I had to carry more paper than him (we always hand out his Southwest Motor Enthusiast News) and he had to lie down on the grass several times. I teased him, of course, for being so damn lazy. But in truth he's still hurting, poor thing.
I am going to MN and IA, end of June/beg. of July, and am SO excited! Making reservations and arranging separate flights for Tim and I, as well as rental car, is undoubtedly part of the inspiration for Margarita Night. Which is where I'm off to now. Ta ta.

Brand New Blogger

Great, so now what in the hell do I write about? My dog? My awesome husband? What it's like to live in the desert? Cause that pretty much sums it up! I have so enjoyed reading my brother's blog (it is fun to see our vast differences AND similarities), I just had to join the 'club'.