Kathleen H. Taylor
fieldaflowas@yahoo.com
Welcome back to Beason. A little area in the country where the road is holier than thou. It must be I've replaced more bearings, tires and bolts on that Explorer than I have on any other car. The road will eat a car alive if given too much more time.
I believe there are some willing and non-willing guests at the North Central Regional Hotel that could come and help us out. After all, I do pay taxes on all of the hardships they must endure on a daily basis (Internet service, TV, etc.) It must be just a tragedy to spend more time on MySpace than any other space in the area helping out those who need it.
We've experienced some really nice weather lately. My crocuses are in bloom and my daffodils are slowly coming up. Those flowers will be okay even if it snows, they're hard to kill. I know this because I've tried. I end up killing all the flowers I have except the sunflowers. They tend to be taller than me, so I don't often pick on something that big.
It would be quite embarrassing if people found out you got beat up by a sunflower. People would say, "How did Kathy get that cast on her nose?" They would assume it would be from a car accident. But, in reality, it would be, "well, she tried to kill those dang sunflowers again."
We have a couple March birthdays-Avery, Diana and Brian. We won't mention ages. But, age is only a number, right? However, if I have been cleaning and moving furniture all day, those numbers feel bigger and bigger. Recently, I spent a whole day working like a mad woman (I do that once every fiscal year) and the next morning I felt like I had been hit by the biggest, baddest, jacked-up, redneck, muddin' truck. Not only did it feel like it hit me once, but, backed up and ran over me again, "just to be sure." It's like squashing spiders. If you kill one, you squash it a couple of extra times just in case by some miracle he should live through the first few beatings.
Have you been keeping up with Idol? I have had to DVR most of it. I must say I was disappointed in the Wild Card Round. After the last few seasons, I have come to the conclusion that I am qualified to be an Idol judge. So, that means someone would have to go. I haven't decided who would be the one to get voted off.
I like Randy; he is just the ultimate "dawg". He has come up with a new phrase this year, "blow it out the box". I am just looking for an opportunity to say that. I have no clue when I could possibly use that, but, I guarantee it will get thrown in somewhere.
Simon, well, he would be fun to fight with. I honestly think I could wear him down. That would be some kick butt ratings for Fox, wouldn't it? Remember to vote for me if you ever hear of an opening for an Idol judge for Season 10. I am the girl for the job.
Avery and Mom hammin' it up
Avery and I have been getting really creative when we have some time to kill. If we are in the car, we have been known to take pictures of ourselves. We are convinced we have been put on this planet to surplus the world with our Kodak moments. I have to admit, we are quite cool or we are just big hams hammin' it up. I am sure it is more likely the latter.
Did you all catch Chris Titus on Comedy Central in February? His special was called, "Love is Evol." It emphasized crazy relationships and most of us have had at least one that was past the point of no return. Anyway, it had parts that I am sure we could all sit back and say, "Oh wow, that's exactly what happened." The "Titus" lesson was, life is too short not to be happy because you don't get a rebate. It's out on DVD now, I would suggest running out right now and renting it.
"If You Could Only See" by Tonic is my choice for the week in honor of A.I. Finalist Matt. I thought he did a great job with it.
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