Sep
11
2008

Writing on the Windshield

bya Gabrielle at 7:00 AM

Dirty Windshield

Dirty Windshield

I found this car in a parking garage at the Charlotte/Douglas Internation Airport.  I’m just glad I had my camera with me.  What ever happened to “Wash Me”?

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Sep
10
2008

More Random Pictures

bya Gabrielle at 7:00 AM

I think that I have been using too many words lately, so lets take a break and look at some pictures I’ve taken in the last couple of months or so.  If you believe in a picture is worth a thousands word, well, then technically I am using even more words in this post.  🙂

Dying Bumble Bee

I was very sad that this little bee was dying, but he did allow me the opportunity to take some pretty cool pictures. I swear it looks like he has teeth.  Bees don’t have teeth do they?

Trees and Sun

I don’t know why, but I really like this picture.  I just wish the stupid fire hydrant wasn’t in the middle of them.  Who puts a fire hydrant in the middle of set of trees?

Old Log Cabin

One of the cabins located at Cedar Lakes, West Virginia.

Dirty Angel

I must have take 30 pictures of this dirty little statue, and this is one of the only ones I liked.

Speckled Woman

I think I have a thing for statues.

Kitty and Girl

Really, I do.

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Sep
01
2008

Hey, Dunkin Donuts, You’re Awesome

bya Gabrielle at 6:16 PM

On Saturday, I went to Dunkin Donuts.  I like the donut holes(Munchkins) they have.  Phil and I usually go in and eat, but since he was not feeling well, I left him at home and decided to go through the drive through instead.

I decided on the 50 Munchkins, instead of 25, not because we are pigs, but because I figured we could eat them over the next several days. (As I write this, we still haven’t finished them.)  The price difference wasn’t that big either.  For 50 Munchkins, it cost $5.99, I think.

When I got to the window, a young black man asked if I wanted all the flavors.  I told them yeah, and off he went to fill my box with assorted Munchkins.  A few minutes later, he came back to the window with a bulging box.

“Be careful,” he said.  “It’s stuffed for you.”

I told him thank you, and drove back home.  When I opened the box, I knew immediately that I had more tan 50 Munchkins.  Phil thought I should count them.

Would you believe that for $5.99, plus tax, I ended up getting 106 Munchkins?  Yeah, 106.  I totally think I got my money’s worth.

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Aug
29
2008

Hey, McDonald’s, You Suck

bya Gabrielle at 4:26 PM

Yesterday, Phil and I went to McDonald’s, not because we particularly like eating there on any sort of regular basis, but because we were tired and hungry and it was convenient.  Cooking at home was not an option.  We wanted food to be prepared and handed to us.

A few days before this, Phil’s mom had given me a coupon for one of McDonald’s chicken sandwiches.  All, I had to do was purchase a medium or a large drink, and the sandwich was free of charge.  I couldn’t remember if I had ever had one of McDonald’s chicken sandwiches, so I thought it was a good time to try one.

When I stepped up to the counter to order, I told the lady standing behind the register that I had a coupon and went to hand it to her.  Before I even was able to move my hand forward, she promptly told me that they did not accept coupons.

This confused me.  I looked down at my coupon just to double check that I was holding a McDonald’s coupon and not one of their competitors.  I wasn’t mistaken.

“What do you mean, you don’t accept coupons?” I asked.

“We don’t accept coupons.”

“Okay,” I replied, “that’s ridiculous.”

“Our manager told us not to accept them.”

At about this time, another lady approached the register.

“McDonald’s is not corporate,” the new lady said.  “Each restaurant is individually owned, and the owner makes the decision on whether or not coupons can be accepted.”

“Well,” I said, “I want you to tell your manager/owner that he has made a very poor decision.  Because you can’t accept my coupon, I am going to take my business else where.”

“That’s fine,” the new lady said.  And with that, Phil and I turned and walked out and headed to the fast food joint next door – Hardee’s – Phil’s favorite place to eat.

Yeah, I know, I sounded like a complete bitch, but I don’t care.  It’s just that I don’t think I have ever had someone tell me I couldn’t use a coupon before – especially a legit, non expired one.  I once had a Domino’s take a coupon that I found in a city hundreds of miles away.  All they asked was where I got it from and then took it like normal.

And just so you know, it is the McDonald’s located at 7011 Parklane Rd Columbia, SC 29223.

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Aug
27
2008

Globe Trotting Maple Extract

bya Gabrielle at 9:50 PM

When Phil and I lived in Fuyang, we really wanted some syrup to go with the pancakes we were trying to make.  Our attempts at making the syrup ourselves never produced Butterworth results.  So, we did the next best thing – we asked my mom to send us a bottle of maple extract to help give our concoction some maple flare.  We didn’t ask for a bottle of syrup because it would have made the box weigh too much and a heavy box sent to China isn’t cheap.  Sending just the syrup probably wouldn’t have cost that much, but our wish list always seemed to grow when we found out someone was going to be sending us some western goodies.  🙂

The extract did help with the taste of the syrup, but we could never get the consistency we wanted.  Eventually, we gave up and decided we would just have to wait until we returned back home to get the good stuf.  When it came time to move to Shenyang, we packed it up with all of our other stuff.  We weren’t about to scarifice any of our western goods.

A week after we got to Shenyang, we were told we would be moving again.  Phil and I weren’t particularly pleased that we would be uprooting ourselves again, but we repacked all of our goods up anyway, including our maple extract, and headed to the beautiful city of Xiamen.

In Xiamen, we unpacked everything and refused to pack again unless we were traveling or moving back home.  And for the next three months our maple extract sat quietly on our shelf, unused.  When it came time for us to go back to the States, we offered up all of our western goods to our dear friends, Patty, Eddie, and their daughter Elisa.  We knew they could get some good use out it. Elisa swore it was Christmas when we brought all of our stuff over to them.  🙂

Well, up until a few days ago, I would have thought that our maple extract had finally run out of gas and found a permanent home in a landfill in China or some other needy westerner’s cabinet.  Interestingly enough though, neither happened.

Instead, our maple extract jumped on a plane back to the States stashed away in a suitcase – destination Miami – when Patty and her family decided to leave China.  After a short stay there, it decided that it wanted to do some more traveling, and hopped on the next flight to Colombia – the country, not the city where I live.  For the next four weeks our maple extract took in the sights and then decided it wanted to settle down for a spell – somewhere else.  So, off it trotted to the airport and booked passage to Argentina, where for  at this moment in time, it still resides.  At least until Phil and I travel to Argentina next November, pick it up, and bring it back to the States with us.  🙂

I don’t know how many miles our little maple extract has traveled, I just know it’s a lot.  Perhaps, there is a section in the Guinness World Records that it would qualify for.

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Aug
23
2008

Note To Self

bya Gabrielle at 4:05 PM

The combination of 28 Days Later and 2 1/2 screwdrivers is deadly.

At least for Phil.

I had one my night terrors last night and took my fear out on Phil.

I lashed out and hit his back as hard as I could with my arm.

He woke up screaming, “Why in the hell are you hitting me?!”

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Aug
17
2008

Another Day with My Camera

bya Gabrielle at 7:00 AM

Gabrielle

Me. Yes, I am vain.

Weird Creature

Some weird creature.  If I wasn’t lazy, I’d zoom in on him for you . . . but I’m lazy.

Tree and Fence 2

If I ever learn how to operate my camera properly, then I maybe I can learn how to take pictures with proper exposure.  I’m talking about the blanket of white behind the tree.  Grr.

Artistic Weed

Me trying to be artistic again. Yes, I took a picture of a weed.

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Aug
16
2008

Trip to Atlanta Part 3

bya Gabrielle at 7:00 AM

Pictures.  Not a lot of words.

Stone Mountain

Stone Mountain.

Bubble at Stone Mountain

A bubble.

View of Atlanta

Atlanta.

Sky in Atlanta

Blue Sky.

Gum Tree 1

What is that?

Gum Tree 2

A gum tree, of course.

Lights at Stone Mountain

Firework setting.  Glow sticks.  Cool.

Lights at Stone Mountain 2

More coolness.

Phil at Stone Mountain

One handsome man.

Fireworks Stone Mountain

I snapped this at the right moment.

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Aug
15
2008

A Day with My Camera

bya Gabrielle at 7:00 AM

Robin in a Field

I wish the robin had let me a bit closer and that his face wasn’t as dark.

Dragonfly

I don’t know what is was with all of the creatures I was trying to photograph, but none of them wanted to stay in one place for more than half a second and they all happened to be just a wee too far away.

Grill Art

Me trying to be artistic.

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Aug
14
2008

I’m Alive, Just Busy as a Bee . . . He he

bya Gabrielle at 7:29 PM

Bumble Bee

You have no idea how long I have been trying for a good shot of a bumble bee.

Pretty Flower

A pretty flower I found up in West Virginia.  Stupid shadow.

Moth

It’s amazing that I got a picture of this little guy at all.  Every time I tried to focus he’d fly away.  He’s got such big eyes!

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