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Well, Gustav has successfully put off the launch of my store. I lost 3 whole days of work to evacuation and stuff. Ick. It’s probably for the best since tomorrow is Labor Day and most people won’t be surfing on Etsy anyway.

I did get all of my finished items (and nearly finished items) out with us. Unfortunately it’s not as many items as I wanted because my sewing machine went kapooey. Grrrr.

Lots of obstacles, but I’ll push on through. Yeah!

We’re here in RayRay’s hometown now. Bean thinks it’s a party. She has Mimi, Poppy, Dot the dog, and a bunch of horses to play with. She’s in toddler party-land.

Thanks for all of you who’ve expressed your prayers for us. We’re hanging in there. To bolster my spirits, I will be driving down the road to Mer Rouge to get an ice cream sundae, a cherry coke, and a chili dog. That will help me remember that God is in control.

It’s been awhile since the Communists have interfered in my life.* Either that, or they’re getting sneakier. However, Gustav is bearing upon us with his potential Category-3 rating (by the time he gets here) & so we’re packing up our house. More on why Gustav is a Communist later…

The anniversary of Katrina is this weekend, and people are obviously nervous. This storm is still days from landfall and may not even hit here. (There’s a 600 mile swath of coastland that could be affected…. we just happen to be in the middle of this 600 mile swath.) Still, tonight as a friend was trying to come home from work, traffic on the interstate was almost at a standstill because of the people evacuating early.

We have begun preparation to leave and will head out in the morning. It’s not just a matter of packing up. We’re on the 1st floor and our apartments got 12 feet of water when the levees broke. If the levees hold, we’ll be fine. If not, then I have to redo everything. And we’ll live as nomads until we can get back in the city and get it cleaned up. This could be 3 months. I don’t want to think about that. So, I’m praying that the levees hold.

Just in case there is any flooding, we have to get all valuables out of the house. We’re taking our fancy rugs and the hub’s heirloom desk upstairs to a neighbor. We have to clean out the fridge and toss everything. We have to get all trash out. We have to pack for a drive that normally takes 4-5 hours but could stretch into an all-day trek. Yeah. I think I’ll go watch a movie instead. All of this other stuff makes me stressed….

So, why is Gustav a tool of the Commies? We were living in Central Asia when Katrina happened. Our dear Central Asian friends tended to have more conspiracy theories than Dale Gribble. One friend told us with absolute certainty that Katrina was the fault of the Russians. They apparently have a weather weapon that they can aim anywhere and wreak havoc on their enemies. I guess Putin or some other high-ranking Russian official didn’t get enough beads at Mardi Gras and decided to aim their weather weapon here. Our friend (and several others) firmly believed that Katrina was the result of the Russian weather weapon.

At the time I didn’t believe her. Now, I’m not so sure….

Of course, Russia is “no longer” communist. Of course it’s “ridiculous” that they’d have a weather weapon. Of course you’d think if they do have one, they’d aim it at a “more important” target like New York City. But, that’s what they want you to believe. In the spirit of blaming others for something that is beyond anyone’s control, I am choosing to blame the Commies. They are disrupting my life. They are making me pack my house (again). They are causing me to possibly postpone the opening of my Etsy shop. They are really cramping my style. Since a storm is not an adequate target for all of my pent-up rage, I am choosing to focus on the Communists.

This is why I am sure that Gustav is a Communist.

To back up my friend’s “conspiracy theory,” I Googled Russian weather weapon Katrina. Here’s the results. Maybe it’s not a theory, but a fact….! You be the judge…

American meteorologist Scott Stevens has recently brought accusations against Russia

Katrina- a case of weather manipulation?

Cold-War Device Used to Cause Katrina?

And, the site of the guy who is referenced in all of those other articles:

Weather Wars!

I’ll post again once we reach our destination and settle in. Until then, happy Conspiracy-Theory Reading to you all.

*If you’re a relatively new mabBlab reader, check out the categories on the side. Choose the one entitled “Communist Plots Against Me” to read the back stories.

The title tells you all that I’m thinking about lately. Well, that and Bean’s poop. It’s been funny all weekend. But, now it’s back to normal. (For non-parents, sorry to gross you out. All parents out there should understand the need to examine and obsess over your baby’s poop.)

Last night I finally took my sewing machine apart. Ok, let me rephrase that: I took all of the screws out and should have been able to get the dang thing apart, but something is causing it to catch. I can pull it apart enough to see the problem: the fanbelt. It either slipped or broke. So, I think I can fix it. If I bust the machine, that’s fine. Repairs started at $100 (not including parts) and the machine itself was $120. I thought I’d just try to fix it myself and if I broke it, I’d buy a new one. It would cost roughly the same.

As for my Etsy shop, my launch date is next Monday, September 1st. My trouble right now is that the weather and one of the kids isn’t cooperating for the photo shoot. It’s dang hot, but at least it’s sunny. So, that’s good. But, the field where we’re taking pictures is wet. As for one of my models, he has a 103 degree fever. Putting him in the hot sun on a wet field isn’t going to help him get better. So, we’re postponing that. It’s actually ok, though. First of all, my little neighbor buddy’s health is much more important. Secondly, maybe I can get the machine fixed and I can finish one other project. (I only lack about 15 minutes of work!) That way, I can have something else to put on the site.

Now, I’ve looked on the internet on how to get my machine open. Apparently there’s a hidden screw beneath a label….. I’m off to find it!

Here’s the comic Speed Bump by Dave Coverly. It was published on August 22, 2008. It made me laugh out loud.

Today, in Peanut’s honor, I have changed my blog theme. That’s right, it’s a GIRL!

Bean will have a little sister!

I’ve been busy this week trying to get everything ready for the big launch of my online shop. My hopeful launch date is September 1st — not this Monday, but the one after it. Every day I have several tasks to do while Bean is napping. And, I only have until 4:00 because that’s when Hogan’s Heroes comes on.

Bad news: my sewing machine is busted. I have to take it apart and see if I can fix it. I tried to sew too thick of a seam, so it’s my own dumb fault. I called some repair shops and they want $100 just for looking at it. The machine only cost $120. If I can’t fix it myself, it looks like I’ll be mooching my neighbor’s machine until I can get a new one. Sigh…. Maybe I can take my sewing machine over to the car wash and get the Full Anointing service for it. I guess it wouldn’t hurt.

In other news, Bean is now wearing pigtails. It is the cutest thing you’ve ever seen in your lives. I’m putting up a video on her website so you can see it. If you don’t have that address, leave me a comment and I’ll send it to you.

Last bit of news: Friday we find out if Peanut is a Miss or a Mister. Of course I’ll let y’all know. I’m hoping that he/she isn’t shy that day. This isn’t like Central Asia where I got an ultrasound every month — this is pretty much it until close to the end. So, I’d like to know! Peanut has been moving around like crazy, so I’m hoping at some point we can get a glimpse. I do plan on getting a Sno-Ball and eating it on the way to the hospital. A sugary Cherry Bomb Sno-Ball will get any baby movin’.

My hub brought home an advertisement for a new business in town. This might change my life forever… A new car wash has opened across the street. I will now reproduce their flyer for you — without comment and without fixing any of their grammatical or stylistic errors. I’ll allow you to make your own comments on the content. Those of you who know me well will know what I’d say anyway.



Wash car outside– Windows outside– Vaccum
Wash car outside — Windows (in and out)
Vacuum– Tire dressing
Wash car outside —– Windows (in and out)
Vacuum– Tire dressing Interior dressing —-Air Freshener

OPEN 10am to 6pm/ TUES– SAT


Ok, just one comment: If I get the Full Anointing special, will it bring healing to my broken side mirror? If so, I’d certainly jump up and say “Hallelujah!”

The Rules: Answer the questions using only one word. Then tag three others. I tag: KLK, Momma G, and Papa Steve.

1. Where is your cell phone? unknown
2. Your significant other? PUMA*
3. Your hair? pathetic
4. Your mother? busy
5. Your father? busier
6. Your favorite thing? Chocolate!
7. Your dream last night? snorkeling
8 Your favorite drink? milk
9. Your dream/goal? domination
10. The room you’re in? mismatched
11. Your hobby? sarcasm
12. Your fear? alone
13. What do you want to be in 6 years? un-poor**
14. What you’re not? finished
15. Muffins? Mama’s
16. One of your wish list items? housekeeper
17. Where you grew up? Tyler
18. The last thing you did? blog
19. What are you wearing? PJs
20. Favorite gadget? Flip
21. Your pets? dustbunnies
22. Your computer? overflowing
23. Your mood? sleepy
24. Missing someone? Britty!
25. Your car? injured***
26. Something you’re not wearing? pants****
27. Favorite store? Junk*****
28. Like someone? Beanie!
29. Your favorite color? yellow
30. When is the last time you laughed? dinner
31. Last time you cried? hmmmm…….?

*I was staring at the hub and trying to think of one word. He was reclining on the bed, reading. I thought of reclining, reposed, reading, or hunky. He asked me what I was doing. I told him I needed just one word to describe him. He immediately said, “PUMA!” Rrrrawr!

**This is a word because I say it is. And I have an English degree, so I’m qualified to declare things wordified.

***Long story including me, the post by the gas pump, and my side mirror. Fortunately the car is silver, so I think the duct tape repair will blend nicely.

***Hah! That’s scandalous! However, I am wearing pjs, which include shorts. So, I’m not nekkid. (What were you thinking, people!)

****If you’re in Waco, go to Laverty’s. It is the BEST antique/unique/vintage/junk shop in the world. Ever.

(See, I couldn’t do it in one word. Some of my answers needed asterisks.)

Bean can say Dada, but that’s about it. She used to say something that was a version of “outside,” but she’s quit. There is one new word she’s working on. There’s something in this house that fascinates her.

Her socks.

She tries to put them on. She takes them off. She plays with them. And, she says (very intently), “Sssssssss….” Then she opens her mouth. That’s her way of saying “ock.”

Today we were folding laundry. (This means that I was taking it out of the basket, folding it, and putting it on the couch. She was pulling it out of the basket, dragging it around the room, putting some of it back in the basket, trying to pull down what I had folded, and then emptying the basket so she could climb in.) At one point she started handing me clothes to fold. I held up her Daddy’s socks and said “Sock.” She looked at me, wrinkled her brow, and stared. It was as if she was saying, “No way. Socks are small. Those are HUGE!”

(By the way, the comic is Speed Bump by Dave Coverly. It was published August 11, 2008.)

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