Friday, October 31, 2008

More Sad News

Antonio Joseph Glokner

A service will be at 12:30 p.m. Wednesday, Oct. 22, 2008, in Willamette National Cemetery for Antonio Joseph Glokner, who died Oct. 19 at age 84.

Antonio Joseph Glokner was born May 31, 1924, in Jersey City, N.J. He served in the Army during World War II in Europe. He moved to Portland in 1954. He owned three locations of Tony's Crafts and Hobby for about 25 years. In 1957, he married Shirley Bixby; she died in 1997.

Survivors include his daughter, Ronni Reading; sons, Dennis Pyckowski and Tony Pyckowski; brother, John A.; and one grandchild.

Antonio was my Great Uncle Tone, a wonderful, wise man with a great sense of humor. I asked him one time how he ended up in Oregon. He said he had to stop there because he ran out of money. Then he met Shirley, and decided to stay.

Uncle Tone had macular degeneration. When I first met him in the late 90's, he had me stand beside him, while he looked straight ahead, so he could see me. He commented that I resembled his half-sister, Raquel, my namesake. She passed away in 1980, and I think of her often and miss her terribly to this day.

I came home this afternoon, opened my mail (I've got to stop doing that), and found I had received an invitation to a "Celebration of Life" in Memory of Antonio J. Glokner. He passed away on October 19, 2008. It took me completely by surprise, and the immediate, sharp and painful sense of loss took my breath away. Although I probably should have waited until I had stopped crying, I immediately called his daughter, Ronni, and asked what happened. He had lung cancer. It took him fast, and he was gone within weeks.

I loved him, and I will miss him. I wish I would have taken the opportunity to tell him so.

Playing with his Food

Here he is, wearing a cannoli.

I just do Not understand boys.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Rest In Peace

Mark G. Hirschorn, law firm senior partner

Mark G. Hirschorn of East Amherst, a senior partner with the law firm Siegel, Kelleher & Kahn, died Monday in the Center for Hospice & Palliative Care, Cheektowaga, after a long illness. He was 62.

Born in New York City, he received his bachelor’s degree from Hofstra University in 1968 and his law degree from the University at Buffalo in 1971.

The next year, he joined Siegel, Kelleher & Kahn, where he eventually became partner, specializing in matrimonial law.

Mr. Hirschorn was a past chairman of the matrimonial and family law committee of the Buffalo Bar Association, served on the Executive Committee of the Family Law Section of the New York State Bar Association and lectured in matrimonial bar seminars. He has been listed in every edition of “Best Lawyers in America.”

He was a member of the board of managers of the New York Chapter of the American Academy of Matrimonial Lawyers. He also served in the Army Reserve, attaining the rank of captain.

Surviving are his wife of 38 years, the former Babette Oehlbert; a daughter, Valerie Frank; a son, Daniel; and a sister, Phyllis Goldberg.

Services will be at 2 p. m. Thursday in Temple Beth Am, 4660 Sheridan Drive, Amherst.


A couple months ago, a memo went around the firm asking if anyone would be willing to donate platelets to Mark, as he had reached a stage in his illness where he needed daily infusions of platelets to survive. A few of us donated platelets at Roswell to help out. Even though the nurses at Roswell are friendly, cheerful and caring, I never want to have reason to be admitted there. My heart went out to Mark and his family.

Even though I have been with the firm for over two years, I only met Mark once. What he said to me will stay with me for a long time. I was having an extremely busy day at work when I first started with the firm, and I somehow let the day go by without taking a break for lunch. He cautioned me to never let that happen again. "There is always time to take care of yourself. Make the time." A wise man.

I went to the service today, the first time I had been in a synagogue. The service was beautiful, a poignant mix of blessings, laughter and tears. Mark will be fondly remembered and sorely missed by many.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Sad News

Anne George

Anne George, of Niagara Falls, NY, entered into rest Sunday, October 19, 2008. Born September 12, 1927 in Niagara Falls, she was the daughter of the late George and Alice Atamian. Anne enjoyed bingo and going to the casino. Mother of Harry F. (Hope) George of Lockport. Grandmother of Sheri (Kyle) Durkin of North Carolina, Anthony George of Niagara Falls, Lynda Malcomb and Patricia Haubrich, both of Lockport. Great-grandmother of Kyle Durkin, Jr. of North Carolina. Sister of Suren Atamian of Niagara Falls and the late Leo and Harry Atamian. Anne is also survived by several nieces and nephews.

Anne was my best friend Hope's mother-in-law. I met her a couple years ago at a family Christmas dinner. She was recovering from lung cancer at the time, and we had our fingers crossed that her health would improve. It was not to be.

Anne loved going to the casino, both for the gambling and the food (but mostly the gambling) :-) She had a great laugh. She was a proud woman who hated asking for help, even as she became more and more ill. Hope cared for her during the last days of her life, even administering her morphine to ease her pain.

I am truly sorry for their loss. Knowing it is coming doesn't make it easier.

The Phillies win the World Series!!!

I thank Joe from the bottom of my pancreas for letting Ian and me borrow his converter box so we could get channel 29. (That's deep thanks.)

A Philly fan from WAAAY back, Hope is walking on sunshine. She remembers cutting school to see the Phillies take the Series in 1980.

Here's the story:

http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20081028&content_id=3650793&vkey=recap&fext=.jsp&c_id=mlb

And now, I'm going to bed!

I hate politics.

I received an email from a member of my family today about the upcoming election. She wrote:

"Tom Bauerle on WBEN was just talking about the association between Obama and Hitler. I'm not alone here. Hopefully more people will look into things. Obama won't even produce his original birth certificate to prove he wasn't born in Kenya (to be President of the USA you MUST be born in the US). And he lied on his bar exam that he never used an alias (he used one twice during the Weatherman era). And why did he use an Indonisian passport in the 1980s to go to the middle east - why didn't he have an American passport? Why does it sound like I'm being racist because I see what is happening here? Think about this and do a little homework - prove me wrong here and I'll switch my vote. (maybe)"

So here's my homework, which I've been doing all along, and consists of information that I've reviewed over the past few months, not all of which I emailed to her. I figure she can do without sarcasm. :)

Regarding Obama producing his original birth certificate, he did. See:

http://www.factcheck.org/askfactcheck/has_obamas_birth_certificate_been_disclosed.html

It’s high time that particular lie was laid to rest.

Concerning Obama's citizenship versus alleged citizenship in Kenya, that started with an article in the Rocky Mountain News that was incorrect. The paper removed the incorrect information and the editor publicly apologized, but that didn't stop the Internet rumors challenging Obama's eligibility to become President. See:

http://www.rockymountainnews.com/news/2008/aug/06/things-you-might-not-know-about-barack-obama/?partner=yahoo_headlines

http://www.rockymountainnews.com/news/2008/aug/15/eight-word-gaffe-ripples-across-web/

More information can be found at:
www.factcheck.org, The British Nationality Act, 1948. 1948. 24 August 2008 and "The Constitution of Kenya." 1963 (revised, 2001). The Parliament of Kenya. 24 August 2008.

Concerning Obama using an alias during the Weatherman era, Obama was eight years old then. I can't locate any information on what alias this eight-year-old boy was using. (Ian, who is now 8, has started to ask people to call him Michael, after Uncle Michael, which is not Ian's legal name. I highly doubt it is either malicious or deceitful. He just loves his Unko Myko. I guess Heaven forbid he ever runs for President.) See:

http://blackamericans.com/blogs/news/archive/2008/10/06/palin-claims-obama-hangs-around-with-the-weathermen-only-one-problem-when-the-weathermen-were-active-obama-was-8-years-old.aspx

There is also an interesting blog entry at:

http://www.eons.com/blogs/entry/1151889

Concerning Ayers, who, from what I understand, is now living a somewhat respectable life in Chicago:

"...nobody died as a result of bombings in which Ayers said he participated as part of the Weather Underground, at the New York City Police Headquarters in 1970, in a men's lavatory in the Capitol building in 1971 and in a women's restroom in the Pentagon in 1972. The deaths to which [Hillary] Clinton (in the Clinton-Obama debate) referred were of three Weather Underground members who died when their own "bomb factory" exploded in a Greenwich Village townhouse on March 6, 1970. Ayers was not present. Also, two police officers were murdered in connection with the robbery of a Brinks armored car by Weather Underground members in 1981. That was about a year after Ayers had turned himself in and after all charges against him had been dropped (emphasis added)."

http://www.factcheck.org/elections-2008/taking_liberties_in_philadelphia.html

Are we to forever hold against people the actions they took in their past? If so, I, for one, am doomed.

Concerning the word alias. It is defined by Merriam-Webster as "otherwise known as". A different definition is found at http://dictionary.die.net/alias which shows an alias could be a 'false name'. My name is Serena. I am otherwise known as Kelly. I have also, throughout the course of my lifetime, been called See, Raquel, and Rocky, along with a whole mess of rather uncomplimentary names by Ian's father. If I was asked if I ever used an alias, with the connotation of using a 'false name', I would answer no. I've had a ton of nicknames and things people have affectionately (or otherwise) called me over the years, and none of them would I consider a 'false name'. I simply cannot find any information pertaining to the aliases Obama allegedly used. I'm not saying he didn't, I'm simply saying I can't find any unbiased information concerning this issue.

I'm sick of the mud-slinging and the spin. They ALL lie. I can't make any comment about Hitler. He was before my time. I wonder, though, if McCain were as charismatic as Obama, would we be comparing him to Hitler also? Or would that be 'different'?

If the concern is Obama’s charisma and his ability to excite the crowds he speaks to, perhaps it is because he talks about fixing things we need fixed, and by ‘we’, I mean people in my financial situation, people in my life situation. I’m a single mom, working full-time while carrying a full-time course schedule to get my education, carrying more debt than is even remotely healthy, and worrying what the future holds for my prodigy. People in my situation NEED better healthcare, NEED to stop pouring money into the wars overseas, NEED secure jobs, and taxes, well, that's another issue.

McCain said that Obama "has voted 94 times to either increase your taxes or against tax cuts." First, that's still wrong. Second, if we use McCain's standards and look at his own record, McCain has voted 477 times to either increase taxes or against tax cuts. Interesting, no? Find the well-researched blog entry here: http://mitabor.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-mendacity.html. Obama is proposing tax cuts for 95 percent of families with children. Only families with more than $250,000 annual income would see an increase. More info here:

http://www.factcheck.org/elections-2008/spread_the_tax_hooey.html

Should we even mention the price of gas? It was, what, $1.59 when Bush took office? Of course, the fact that the price of gas went up probably has nothing to do with the fact that we have an oil family with his oil friends in the White House. Pure coincidence, there.

We have differences in opinion.

I believe, no matter who becomes our next President, the economic mess our country is in will not be able to be fixed in four years. And each party will be mud-slinging at the other while campaigning for the next Presidential election for their failure to be able to mend the failing economy. UGH! Times have been getting tougher for a while now, and I don't think the end is in sight. I listened to the debates, watch the news, listen to NPR, and read the Wall Street Journal daily. I think Obama has the better plan.

I love my country. For the past eight years, though, I have had serious issues with how the Republican President has run things. Four years ago, when Kerry was running for President, I opined that I didn’t think our economy could stand another four years of Republican policy. Judging by the state of the economy, I was right. And I still don't think this country can survive four more years of Republican policy. My finances sure can't.

I respect the fact that there are those that disagree with me. Expressing my point of view is my constitutional right, as well as my right to vote for the person I think will do the best job of running this country.

As they say, Heaven help him. I sure wouldn't want his job.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Ian's Birthday


This year, for his birthday, Ian wanted a Lasertron party (to the tune of $200) and a Nintendo DS. Finances being what they are, I told him I can do one or the other, but not both. He chose the Nintendo. Because he decided against a party, I told him he could invite two of his buddies over for ice cream. Here are Christopher, Mario and Ian playing with his new toy. I have no idea what it's called, but it's a stick figure in a box.

Leave Me Alone - I'm Busy!

Today is Saturday. I have Angel Food Ministries pick up sometime this morning.

Ian is having a few of his buddies over for his birthday ice cream this afternoon.

At 5:00, I have to get him to Aikido for their Halloween party.

While he's at the Halloween party, I have to re-do my Calculus homework (the professor called me - every single one of my 20 problems was wrong again... I forgot about U substitution. She laughed and gave me a second chance, for which I am grateful!).

Sunday morning I have a Calculus exam, in the afternoon I have to take Ian to his grandparents in Niagara Falls for ice cream.

Sometime in between all of this I MUST do laundry, or we'll be running around naked next week.

Of course, I also have to complete two more chapters in theater, one in Marketing and one in Business Finance, all before Monday at midnight.

Then Tuesday evening, Ian's actual birthday, my Aunt Marlene (in Elma) is having us over for pizza and ice cream.

Oh - and I have to bake cupcakes for his class for Tuesday.

I keep telling Ian, I Am Amazing! Maybe someday, we'll believe me. Right now, I'm just exhausted! And Joe thinks I should be dating again?

WHEN?

Friday, October 24, 2008

Bobbing for Donuts


Shortly before Halloween, we were invited to a shindig at a local church for a Halloween party. This was Ian's favorite game. The goal was to eat the donut without it falling off the string, and without using your hands. He won. :D

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Horoscope

For some reason, I have a daily horoscope on my yahoo.com page. I had to laugh. My chinese horoscope says, "At least you have your health."

How encouraging!

And there are people out there that take this stuff seriously...

Orion


Orion is noticably high in the night sky again. Winter is coming!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Cheater!

Right at this very moment, when he thinks I am not paying attention to him at 7 in the morning, he is sneaking using my graphing calculator to do his math homework. Unbelieveable!

Do I yell at him for cheating, or do I just shut up and secretly admire him for figuring out how to use the graphing calculator?

Both.

JT said...
Just remind him that if the battery is dead then what?? ;) Counting on your toes during a Calc exam does not work too well, from my experience. lol

Serena said...
Shoot. Now you tell me. :D

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Joe can COOK!

Last night I was on the phone with my calculus professor (I'm practically sleeping with the textbook these days) when Joe knocked and said I had first dibs on leftovers. He made Pasta Carbonara, and I had it for lunch today.

It's amazing! I have GOT to have him teach me how to make it. He puts eggs in it, but they don't scramble somehow. With my luck, he'll move before I get any lessons, and I'll have to go back to eating the same old boring stuff again.

He teases me about being able to cook only mac and cheese. Little does he know I also learned how to make sangria. What more does a gal need?

:D

Saturday, October 18, 2008

A Night Off

Ian went to a Halloween party, and they turned it into a sleepover. I have a night off, and I have no idea what to do with myself.

Good heavens ... a dull moment! I've needed one of these for a while now.

Michael said...
A NIGHT OFF! BRING ON THE CHIPPENDALES!!!!!

Serena said...
Ugh. They look too gay. I'm thinking a grown-up movie, perhaps. I have "Good Will Hunting" on DVD and I've never seen it. Rated R. I'm living on the edge!

Friday, October 17, 2008

The McCains


My brother finds some great stuff on the 'net!
More political comics. Ted Rall is an independent so both sides get skewered. Just hit the back arrow and explore his previous toons.
Serena said...
What a riot! Too true to be funny, some of them.

Bonding over Bikes




There goes the neighborhood!


Just kidding. :D


They are great guys who can always be counted on to make me smile. And they are wonderful to Ian, which is what really matters to me.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Out? What do you mean, Out?

So my neighbor has decided that I need to get out of the house, get some grown-up time, see a movie that isn't produced by Disney, have something for dinner besides mac & cheese.

I am so completely uncomfortable with this it's not funny, which, of course, makes him dig his heels in more to get me out of the house. (Look. It took me 7 years to talk to the people across the street. It took me 1 1/2 years to talk to Joe at Marco's. In the eight years I've lived here, I've spoken with the guy in the house next door exactly twice. I'm really not that good at the talking-with-people-I-don't-know-very-well thing. To which my neighbor Joe replies, "There's medication for that, you know." Smart-alec kid.) :D

I made the mistake of saying I really don't like to go out alone (who does?), so he has taken it upon himself to get a certain somebody to take me out.

Never a dull moment.

What I'd really like is to sit on my couch wrapped in a blanket watching re-runs. I've got old Star Trek DVDs coming from Blockbuster in a couple weeks when they move up my queue. All I need is a glass of wine, and I'll be all set.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Grandma Mary

I got home about 8 tonight, grabbed my mail, and found I had received a card from Mary, Ian's paternal grandmother. She misplaced my cell phone number and wanted me to call.

(I recently had my land line disconnected. I was paying $25 a month for a dial tone. Who needs that?)

We talked about Ian's birthday coming up and his wish list, and then she told me she needed to give me sad news.

She was diagnosed with ALS.

Funny thing about bombs. Whether you loft them in gently or just let 'em fall, the effect is the same. I needed to sit down.

I'm going to have to tell Ian sometime. I think I'm going to wait until it becomes more obvious that something is wrong. Right now, I'm going to send him to bed and have a good cry.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Not Customer Friendly.

Ian and I went for a walk to the neighborhood RiteAid to get his disposable cameras developed and purchase some odds and ends. We were standing at the unattended photo counter when Ian suddenly said he had to use the bathroom.

It wasn't malicious or planned. It happens to children all the time, as anyone who has kids or has watched kids knows.

We went to the back of the store and asked to use the restroom. We were told by the two women standing near the rear of the store that they don't have one. I said, "That's ridiculous! Of course you have one." And we were then told that yes, they do have a restroom, but they cannot let us use it. "It's too dangerous." I was floored.

Too dangerous to let a child use the restroom? What on earth are they keeping in there?

Maybe there really is a good reason using the bathroom is dangerous. Perhaps the bathroom area is surrounded by stock that is stacked precariously or some other dangerous condition exists in the area of the bathroom. If it's dangerous for the customer, wouldn't it follow that it would be dangerous for the employees? Wonder what OSHA would say about that. Or perhaps they want customers to shop there but just do not care about customers' needs.

I figure it this way, though. If the restroom is too dangerous to use, the store must be also.

There are plenty of other stores out there that are customer-friendly in case of emergency. CVS and Walgreens have both let Ian use the restroom when he has needed to. And it may not make a bit of difference in their bottom line, but RiteAid loses my business.

Michael said...
The next time you pull into a store lot and see a young boy pissing on the side of the building, you now have a different way of thinking of it.

Serena said...
That's for sure! Next time it will probably be my little boy. We ended up running back to Marco's to he could use the restroom there, but we won't always be able to count on having a friendly place nearby!

Sunday, October 12, 2008

MT-176 Survey Calculus II

Calculus is killing me. I spent all day yesterday and all day today working on integration by substitution of sin, cos and tan, and out of the 100 plus problems I did, I've got one right.

I have a tension headache like you would not believe...

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Love and Marriage

Boy Child is trying to marry me off.

I want a DAD!

Honey, it's not that easy.

Why not? All you have to do is kiss and then you fall in love and then you're married!

No, honey. It's not like that.

Sure it is! Here! You can marry HIM! (points to Alex Trebek on Jeopardy)

No. He's already married. You can't marry somebody who is already married.

Well, you got to marry somebody. I want a DAD!

I'll work on it. Later. (much, much later)

He's been selecting people for me to marry for a couple months now. I have no idea how to handle this one... hopefully it's just a phase?

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

I'm turning off the debate.

It seems to me neither of them can answer a question with a straight answer.

An internet question asked the candidates what sacrifices they would ask of the American people. McCain starts talking about saving taxpayers money and cutting government programs. Obama at least gave an answer that answered the question - Americans need to start thinking about saving energy - and proceeded to plug his energy reform idea.

I am left with the feeling that spin is in the air. After working all day, then bending my mind around Calculus for three solid hours, I'm too tired this evening to listen to it.

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Your Diet? Forgetaboutit!

2815 Elmwood Avenue, Kenmore, New York


Every day I learn something new. Some days are MUCH better than others!

Marco’s Italian Deli has cannolis that are TO DIE FOR. Crunchy tubes of something really good filled with ricotta cheese mixed with heaven topped off with chocolate chips and confectioner's sugar - rub-'em-on-your-hips-'cause-that's-where-they're-going Good. I'd never had a cannoli before. I'm completely hooked.

(Of course, that's not the only thing on the menu. It's just the most important.)

The food is good and reasonably priced. Mama Maryann makes soups that are so good, your very soul is fed. The sangwiches are great - my favorite is the Sammy the Bull (a roast beef sub with horseradish mayo). I get the "Bite Me" size because a full size is too much for me to eat.

Take out or dine in, service is always with a smile from 11 a.m. to 8 p.m. Monday through Saturday. Mangia!

Growing Pains

Mom! I grew out of my Seattle hat!

What Seattle hat?

You know! The black one like Unko Miko's! I gotta email him! (big urgency)

Honey, he knows you're growing.

Yeah, but he's gotta get me another one! I need another one for my costume!

Well, when you email him, you better tell him what size the cap is.

It's not a cap. It's a hat. A black one. He'll know. Unko Miko knows everything.

No, honey, he won't know. He needs to know how big your head is. Where is your Seattle cap?

I can't find it! But Unko Miko will know.

No, honey, he isn't going to know how big your head is! How long has it been since he's seen you? You've grown!

But Mommy, (whimper) he'll know, he always knows!

How about we measure your head and you can tell Unko Miko how big your head is?

Okay!

At this point he makes a mad dash up the stairs. I hear rustling, a crash, and then he comes flying back down the stairs...
with a yard stick.
One of these days, not laughing is going to give me a hernia.
Sooo, Mike? Ian is going to email you and I hope he is being polite and using his manners in spite of his urgency. He was typing like crazy and hit 'send' before I could read it.
JT said...
That's my dad! :)
Serena said...
a/k/a Obiwan! Let's face it. Who else can I call when I have car trouble and get immediate help - from clear across the country? "Go get a rag, a flashlight and a screwdriver." :D My neighbor still talks about it!

Friday, October 03, 2008

Light Bulbs

Light bulbs have pushed me RIGHT OVER THE EDGE.

The bulb in my kitchen blew. No problem. I go up to my linen closet only to discover that I used the last of the light bulbs that Christopher bought for me probably, oh, three or four years ago. Still no problem. I should have saved the package, but I am a woman of reasonable intelligence. I will go to the store and buy my own darn light bulbs.

Problem.

Have you been to the light bulb aisle in the store lately? There’s day light, night light, soft light, soft white, extra soft white, electric, household electric, fluorescent, 3 way, compact, compact fluorescent, flame tip, general, vanity, 15 watt, 25 watt, 45 watt, 60 watt, 100 watt, 125 watt, track, flood, globe, frost, decorative, inside frost, natural, enhanced natural, clarity, and energy-saving.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I just want a light bulb for my kitchen. NONE of them say “for your kitchen”.

So I called my Dad. He said, “Just buy a standard light bulb. A 75 watter should do you.” Wise guy. Which one of the above choices is “standard”? And NONE of the boxes said 75!

I JUST WANT A LIGHT BULB FOR MY KITCHEN!

It's times like this I miss my brother the most. I can practically hear him rolling his eyes.

Maybe it's just time for me to get out for a couple hours. I think I will get a sitter, call Hope, and go throw darts someplace. Screw the light bulbs.

Michael said...
I was in Vegas lately, and it was very clear that every casino on the strip was trying to outdo all the others with "the most. The most size, the most lights, the most skimpy outfits on the girls, the most... You get the idea. All of this designed to attract the attention of wide-eyed tourists, and seduce them to empty their wallets.

Same with most everything in retail. Same with light bulbs.

"Soft" means there is a coating inside the lamp to help diffuse the outgoing light and prevent harsh, stark shadows... i.e. to create "soft" shadows. That is the current "standard" light bulb your dad was talking about.

Sidebar - In the name of energy conservation, there is a legislative push to outlaw incandescent lamps (the ones with a tungsten filament) in favor of fluorescent ones. The industry rightly claims that fluorescent lamps use less energy to produce the same amount of light. However, in my experience, fluorescent lamps do not last anywhere near as long as incandescent lamps unless you leave them on continuously. The on-off cycles seem to dramatically shorten the life of fluorescent lamps.

>day light For folks who dislike the yellow-orange color tint of “standard” incandescent lamps, these babies enhances the blue end of the spectrum.

>night light Very low wattage

>soft light Diffused for soft shadows

>soft white an early attempt at making the light look more like daylight

> household electric most likely for appliances, such as in your oven or fridge

>3 way For use in special lamp sockets that provide three lighting choices. If you don’t know what this is, you don’t own one.

>compact, compact fluorescent, Reduced size of the glass envelope for use in tight confines, such as the insoide of curio or china cabinets

>flame tip For living room chandeliers

>vanity For use around bathroom mirrors where there is no additional decorative glass to make it look pretty and diffuse the light.

>15 watt, 25 watt, 45 watt, 60 watt, 100 watt, 125 watt The lower the wattage, the dimmer the bulb.

>track With built in reflectors to channel light and heat down away from the ceiling.

>flood Light is directed into a general area by an internal reflector.

>globe A variation of Vanity.

>frost A variation of “soft”

>natural, enhanced natural Variations of full-spectrum lighting (enhanced blue end of the spectrum)

>clarity Marketing gimmick

>energy-saving. So they say. The best way to save energy on an incandescent lamp is to run it on a dimmer and NEVER turn the dimmer all the way up. Running the lamp at 90% power makes it last forever and uses less wattage.

As with everything else, you get what you pay for, so if you buy the very cheapest you can find, you will replace them more often. Stay in the middle of the road.

Good luck.

Serena said...
Good heavens. I'm going to need all the luck I can get!

Thank you, Obiwan. I've printed this out to take to the store as a 'cheat sheet'.

It's funny how this worked... There are certain things I have always, without fail, relied on the man in my life for. "Hey, Chris, I'm out of light bulbs and the kitchen light blew." "No problem. I'll grab some on my way over." And he does his guy thing in the guy store and comes home with exactly what I need. I never knew I didn't know how to buy light bulbs because I've never done it!

Never again. I'm going to tackle the extension cord aisle next. I am woman - hear me roar! (After, of course, initial whimpering over the magnitude of it all...) :D

Thursday, October 02, 2008

Palin Scares Me.

I read a blog entry about Palin's religious beliefs. Frightening, at best. So this was in the back of my mind when I was listening to NPR the other morning, and they were discussing the release of the candidate's medical records, and the rethuglican party is going to release Palin's medical records "soon. Very, very soon." I wondered if they are having trouble finding them...after all, do witch doctors, er, I mean, annointed healers, keep written records?

Then I watched the vice-presidential debate. I want a vice-president that can answer questions in relatively complete, grammatically correct sentences.

Is that too much to ask for?

Chains

As I'm sitting here typing, Ian has informed me that he wants a chain that he can tie around two of his belt loops to make a loop.

Why?

For decoration!

It reminds me of that Jeff Foxworthy red neck routine...

"If both your dog and your wallet are on a chain . . . you might be a Red Neck."

What's up with the chain thing? Does anyone have a clue? Please tell me this isn't another baggy-pants-with-your-underwear-showing type of fashion statement...

Shoelaces

Ian’s shoes are forever coming untied. He knows how to tie his shoes, but not tight, so the laces, more often than not, come undone.

Today, we were getting ready to leave Marco’s after Aikido and Ian’s shoe is untied, so I tell him to tie it. And he can’t because the laces are full of knots.

I asked him how this could happen. Remind me not to do that again.


Robert did it.

What do you mean, Robert did it?

He tied pencils to my shoes. And little pencil boxes.

Why did he do that?

He sneaked!

Wait a minute. He is tying pencils to your shoelaces, and you didn’t notice?

No! He SNEAKED!

I’m sitting on the floor trying to get the knots out of his laces, and Joe tried to get the real story out of him. He stuck to it, though.

Robert must be pretty amazing, to be able to tie pencils and pencil boxes to Ian’s shoes and not even be noticed.

I just do Not understand boys.

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

I love my Aveo.

It's a great little car. I'm getting well over 30 miles to the gallon. Plus, it fits me! I can see over the dash AND reach the pedals AT THE SAME TIME. I like that in a car.

Ian also loves the car. Webkinz have taken up residence in the back seat, and Ian tells me they love the car, too.

The only thing I do not like about it, in fact, cannot stand about it, is that god-awful new car smell. UGH! It is nauseating. Ian and I went to Target and bought about six car air fresheners and cracked them all open. Now the car smells like polyurethane, glue and soap. I'm driving with the windows open. Hopefully it won't last long.