PURPLE

Have you ever thought about the color purple? It's an amazing color. Purple is found in every season and holiday. Most people look really good in the color purple. Many plants and flowers are purple. Purple is the color worn by royalty. The clergy of the Catholic church wear the color purple during the Easter season.

When shopping, the color purple draws me the most. I will buy something purple over something red.

There are many shades of purple.

One of my co-workers loves purple so much she will only use a purple pen. The color she wears most often is the color purple.

I own all kinds of things in the color purple. My lunch bag is purple; I have a purple notepad; I have purple files for my creative writing. I even have purple eye shadow. I own purple tops and purple skirts.

Yesterday I was looking at a fund raiser catalogue from one of my co-workers and I found dark purple tulip bulbs. Very nice.

They reminded me of the purple bearded irises that grew in our back-yard in Indiana.
In the spring, Victor and I will go shopping at The Green Thumb to replace some of the flowers in the yard. His favorite flower is the pansy. I find that I will hum the primary song while shopping with him:

Little Purple Pansies

Little purple pansies, touched with yellow gold,
Growing in one corner of the garden old;
we are very tiny but must try, try, try
Just one spot to gladden, you and I.

In whatever corner we may chance to grow,
Whether cold or warm the wind may ever blow,
Dark the day or sunny, we must try, try, try
Just one spot to gladden, you and I.
Purple must be in the air. When I got home I logged onto my computer and something captured my attention: CELEBRATING PURPLE

http://startwearingpurple.yahoo.com/

I browsed the site and made some comments and watched a purple prank. It was great! So, Start Wearing Purple!!!!!!!!!

Start wearing purple wearing purple

Start wearing purple for me now

All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

So yeah, ha

Start wearing purple wearing purple

(da da da da da)

Start wearing purple for me now

All your sanity and wits they will all vanish

I promise, it's just a matter of time...

I've known you since you were a tawny,

and I was twenty,

And thought that some years from now

A purple little little lady will be perfect

For dirty old and useless clown...

So yeah, ha

Start wearing purple wearing purple

(da da da da da)

Start wearing purple for me now

All your sanity and wits they will all vanish

I promise, it's just a matter of time...

So yeah,

I know it all from Diogenis to Foucault

From Lozgechkin to Paspartu

I ja kljanus obostzav dva paltza

Schto muziko poshla ot Zzukov Mu!...

Party!

Start wearing purple wearing purple

(da da da da da)Start wearing purple for me now

Start wearing purple for me now!

All your sanity and wits they will all vanish

I promise, it's just a matter of time...

So Fio-Fio-Fioletta! Etta!

Va-va-va-vaja dama ti moja!

Eh podayte nam karetu, votetu, i mi poedem k ebenjam!

So yeah, ah

start wearing purple wearing purple

Start wearing purple for me now

All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish

I promise, it's just a matter of time!...

So, last night after messing around in purpleville, Victor and I went to dinner with the Martins and I wore purple (closer to lavender). I wore my purple eyeshadow; my purple earrings and necklace and my purple Indian style blouse.

Our friends the McClures happened to be eating at the same restaurant. Sister McClure was so taken by my purpleness, she said: "Rebecca, purple looks really good on you!"

So, Start wearing purple...

CAN YOU SAY M-O-U-S-E?

Camarillo is not exempt from rodants; nor is Harbor Freight Tools...

There has been a lot of construction going on near the office and there have been several office moves. As a result there have been many tiny visitors in the corporate offices.

At the beginning of the week one of my co-workers was minding her own business at her desk and all of a sudden a little grey mouse jumped onto her desk and sat there and just looked at her.

The next day the same mouse or another one like it paid a visit to the adjoining desk.

Within minutes there were women screaming and climbing on their desks. Now, since I live in the middle of strawberry fields I was not bothered by the visitors and continued working.

Today was not unlike other days in the past week. Except their were two mice. One was brown and one was grey. Within seconds my boss was on top of a co-workers chair and then desk. Maintenance was called and the next 30 minutes was filled with screams and banging (cabinets being rattled to get the mice to run out so that they could be captured and disposed of).

Of course I was working...

End result, mice were eradicated.

It had been suggested that maybe we should have cats permitted on the property. Before we found homes for all the cats we didn't have this rodent problem. The answer was no...

Of course there will probably be more tomorrow.

CATS ARE SO FUNNYY

I did not assemble these pictures or come up with the clever tag lines. However, this is funny! Enjoy!!!!! :)

CRYOTHERAPY

Well, today I had a medical procedure performed on me: CRYOTHERAPY

What is cryotherapy?

Something that men will never experience and some men may not want to read the rest of this blog.

Cryotherapy is a treatment in which the cervix (mouth of the womb) is touched by an instrument that rapidly freezes the tissue (this actually take 4 minutes). It is used to treat abnormal cells on the cervix.

Cryotherapy is usually performed after colposcopy which may include biopsies of the cervix. I had this procedure last month.

Is it painful?

Before the procedure, Wendy Margolis told me that most women will feel a little pressure. The Fact Sheet stated that most women describe pelvic pressure or menstral-like cramps. I believe it is more like a brain-freeze. I thought I was going to blow up. Not a pleasant experience.

When she was done freezing me then she de-frosted me.

What are the risks of cryotherapy?

Most women do not have any serious side effects after cryotherapy. However, rarely serious complications can occur and these include: flair-up of pelvic infection, perforation of pelvic organs, freeze burns of the vaginal wall, excessive bleeding, or recurrence (less than 10 in 100) of the abnormal cells which may progress to cancer. For this reason, I now have to have my annual womanly visit every 6 months.............. :( The next one is in January.... YUCK!!!!!!!!!!

Why was it necessary for me to undergo this procedure?

The cryotherapy was done to help heal the cervix. It takes about four months for the cervix to completely heal. In January I return to the doctor's office at which time I will have another exam to make sure that my cervix is completely healed and that there are no signs of cancer.

If there are still abnormal cells - we begin again... :( So, I have received a blessing; and I am feeling good (tired today and a little crampy); and I am sure that I will be fine.

"RAPATOUILLE"

As you know we live on a ranch of sorts... Life is always in bloom at the Gonzales Ranch. This doesn't come without tragedy. The Nakai's can attest to this.

Every time the Nakai's come to visit the grim reaper pays a visit too (or some other horrifying event occurs).

This is not to say that the Nakai's are the cause of the series of unfortunate events, it just seems to coincide with their visits.

The first visit was accompanied by the death of two of the baby chicks.



The second time three of the young hens were torn from limb to limb by the Huskies. Right before our very eyes. Jennifer was mortified.







July 4th, both the Nakai's and Payne's were visiting and the Black and White Huskey was hit and killed on Central.

Shortly thereafter two Payne children were bitten by Sparky (the guard dog).

Jennifer vows that she wil n-e-v-e-r have pets because every time she comes to visit we have some type of trama/drama with an animal or two (pets or not).

As some of you know the Nakai's have come to visit us again this weekend. Friday was quiet and uneventful. Saturday was busy and relativly uneventful. Although Jennifer didn't appreciate that "Captain" our pet oppossum was playing "possum" in the garage. She said it was creepy (I tend to agree).

We all had a wonderful time at church this morning...

Jennifer and I were sitting on the couch relaxing; Victor and Andy disappeard (again); and the kids were outside playing with the baby Rabbit, Carmel.

Allisa came in running and shouting: "Mom! Mom! there is a cute brown mouse in the planter!" Jennifer said: "Don't touch it!" I was ready to dismiss the whole thing until...

Until the kids started yelling that they had caught it. Jennifer about had a cow level heart attack (that's for you Diablo fans). Both Jennifer and I had pictured a cute brown mouse about 2 inches long infested with fleas and carrying some type of lethal virus. We could only be so lucky...

Within seconds, Evan comes in with a critter carrier that was filled to capacity with a large brown hybrid rat with orange teeth. We were not pleased to say the least. Jennifer is screaming: "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! That's not a mouse. That's a RAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!! Get it out of here."

I of course, am accustomed to such visitors (living in the middle of strawberry fields) and I said to Asilyn: "Just shake it up a bit; let it go; and tell it to not come back."

Aislyn shook the critter carrier. I told her to stop (I was just kidding).

The kids were going to release the little beast into the street and we stated most firmly: "I don't think so." The moms were certain that it would come back immediately.

We gave instruction to Aislyn and Evan to take the nasty vermin to the drainage ditch at the end of the street. Of course, sure enough, kids being kids, they played show and tell with the neighbors. I yelled at them.

Evan and Aislyn eventually completed their task; returned; and reported: "We opened the box but it wouldn't come out. So, we closed it. Got closer to the hole in the ditch; re-opened the box and chucked it into the hole." I am quite certain that it died. Jennifer can only hope.

Two hours after this episode, Jennifer still has the heebie jeebies. (AKA Jibblies).

Now, "why?" may you ask, do we have the rat at the top of this blog?

Well, when the dads finally came home, Ethan was telling the story to the dads. He said: "Dad, Evan caught a rat. It looked like "Rapatouille" Yes he said "RAP" not a typo.

We asked him if the rat could cook and Ethan said: "No. The rat wasn't blue."

Good thing. I would much rather have Victor cook the Chile Verde than the rat. Jennifer wouldn't have eaten or stayed around long enough for it to even try cooking.

So, now Jennifer and I have been sitting on the couch trying to recouperate from the ordeal and writing you this story. Mom says you feel better about a horrible experience after you tell eleven people. I guess Jennifer is going to have to start her own blog. I feel better already. :)