Thursday, December 3, 2009

Tide Stain Release.....Really?

I'm sure that many of you have seen the new Tide laundry detergent commercials, where you can boost your detergent, and stain releasing power with new Tide Stain Release thingies.
Pop em in the washer along with your detergent, and voila, you laundry never looked better.
REALLY? So, what Tide is really saying, is "our detergent doesn't work that great, so you better get this if you want clean clothes."
Wouldn't it have made more sense to put the money and effort into making the detergent more effective, instead of having to buy a seperate product from the same company?
Stuff like that just slays me.
By the way, I do use Tide.
I am happy with their product the way it is.
I am also cheap, so I buy the knock off oxyclean at the Dollar Tree, for those stubborn stains...for guess what...a dollar!

Monday, November 30, 2009

Car-tastrophe!

My youngest son finally got his first car! He will be 22 in January, so you can see how much this thrills me that I don't have to take him everywhere he needs to go.
So this was our adventure on picking up the new ride.
First, Google Maps lies.
I knew pretty much where we were going, but then the road ended without being at the correct address. This is a problem. A ten minute trip took us about 30, but we finally found the house, and the people who were waiting on us for the big sale.
The transaction went smoothly. He is now the proud owner of a $600.00 1985 Honda Prelude that looks like a junk yard put together piece of crap. Considering this is exactly what he wanted, I am pleased.
We are informed that there might be about 2 tablespoons of gas in the tank, so make your first trip to the gas station.
This isn't a problem, except I don't drive in that area of town very often, and am not sure where to get gas. He's driving in front of me in case he gets lost. I know, I know, it should be the other way around, shouldn't it? This is where our trouble begins.
I decide that Coburg Road will work just fine, and all we have to do is take a left when we get to the stop lights. I turn on my left turn signal in hopes that he is paying attention, and he takes a right. (He isn't familiar with this end of town either.)
I know there aren't any gas stations out this way, but I don't want to freak him out and call while he's driving, since he's a rookie driver. He finally figures out that we're pretty much driving out somewhere in East Jesus, and takes a side street to stop.
I figure we're pretty much out far enough, that we might be close to a Home Depot, which has a gas station in front of it. I'll go first, since he's completely turned around, and he can follow me. We're doing okay. A couple miles down the road, he's there, and then he isn't. Find a place to pull over and give him a call on the ol' cellphone. He's all "the car was making funny noises and glurging. I think I'm out of gas." Super! As we are having this conversation, I see a motorcycle cop drive by. The pit of my stomach drops a bit. See, the part I haven't told you yet is; HE DOESN'T HAVE A DRIVERS LICENSE, OR INSURANCE. Yes my friends, he went about this a bit backwards, but who am I to complain?
Anyways, I turn around, and head back to him, and who is parked directly across the street from his now broke down car? Why yes, it Mr. Police Officer with a radar gun. I almost cried.
I finally found a place to turn myself around again, and pull in behind him. Trying to be inconspicuous as possible, I hunch down in my seat waving like a crazy woman for him to get in my car RIGHT NOW. He's trying to be all casual. Nothing wrong here, lalalala...
After a few deep breaths, I'm able to pull back into traffic and head off to the store to get a damned gas can. Oh, I forgot to mention that this adventure happened on Black Friday (The day after Thanksgiving) and the entire population of Oregon is out shopping today. And they are cranky. And I'm getting that way. And I have to pee.
We buy a gas can, go to the gas station, and then pray that the police officer has now gone on his merry way before we get back. Luck was with us.
He gets the gas in, and we are finally turned around and ready to get back on the road home. I have him follow me, since he would probably end up in Washington before he figured out he was going the wrong way.
No worries. We pass the same motorcycle cop, but he has someone pulled over and I feel like I could throw confetti out the window. From there on, it was smooth sailing.
Three hours later,
his car is all tucked in at his apartment waiting for him to win the lottery so he can do the drivers license and insurance thing. I can't think of a better way to have spent my Friday.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Traveling in Oregon: Salt Creek

Well here we are again on highway 58. If you've looked at my other "Traveling in Oregon" blogs, you might notice a pattern here. I seem to only travel to the coast, or up/down highway 58.
That being said, Salt Creek. This river winds it's way down from Salt Creek Falls, which is waaaaaaaaaay up on top of highway 58, and meanders its way down until it turns into the Willamette river.
This was one of the few times I've actually got to stop and take pictures. It was hot, I was cranky, and luckily the husband wanted to fish. The temperature was about 20 degree's cooler down by the water. And so green. I love the smell of green. And water. Most of Salt Creek looks like these pictures. It's really worth the time to pull over wherever you can, walk down and enjoy such beauty. I used to have a video so you could hear the sound of the creek rushing by. If I find it I'll post it!
(don't forget that you can click on each picture if you want to see it bigger)














































Sunday, July 26, 2009

Would You Turn On The Air Conditioner Already!

We've been having quite the heat blast for the past week here in Oregon. Temps in the 90's, and more to come. In the triple digits by Tuesday! Now I like summer, but I feel like I'm standing on the sun. My kitties are not so happy either. Or I should say Petunia (top pic) and Sheba (bottom pic) are not happy. They lounge around staring at me with daggers. "It's hot woman! Do something about it!" My 15 year old pussycat is a tad smarter. He stays in the bedroom where the fan is blowing right on top of him. With age comes wisdsom. I love that cat. Do I have air conditioning? Why yes I do. Now that the hubby is laid off one week a month, I don't feel like we should be spending any extra money right now. Tuesday is a different matter. Lordy.
Tuesday: And wouldn't you know it..I turned it on this morning, and it doesn't work. It's 11:00 am, and already 94F. ugh.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Traveling in Oregon: Heceta Head Lighthouse

Pronounced Ha-See-Ta

These pictures are actually from last October, that's why they seem a bit on the dark side. The day started out sunny, (unusual for Oregon) and proceeded to fall into a dusky mist by the time I hit the top of the trail where you can visit the lighthouse. Heceta Head is the most photographed light house on the west coast, was built in 1894, and is still active. They have also turned the caretakers house into a real fancy bed and breakfast.
Don't forget that it is reportedly haunted..Oooo!
(Want more history? This is a good web page to visit: Oregon Lighthouses)
So! let's start up the 1/2 mile trail, and enjoy the view...
Here we are halfway up the trail:


















This is the view from the trail looking back towards the parking area:
















This is looking towards the Sea Lion Caves:
















We're getting closer:
















You can't imagine how many fools hike out to these rocks when the tide is out, and end up stranded when it comes back in.
















A scary detour off the main trail. I slid all the way down on my butt. I think this is where all those idiots come down to get to those twin rocks in the last picture.
















See that sign down there? It says "Danger! Don't go any farther! What? Are you an idiot?" Naw, it just says "Danger!" but it really should have the other part too.
















This was a detour on the other side of the trail. I couldn't get close enough to take this picture. I'm afraid of heights, and was left trembling..holding onto a bush for dear life. ahhh, hiking!
















Ah, back on the trail. Here is the old caretakers cottage, that has been turned into a fancy Bed and Breakfast. I hear they serve a 7 course breakfast.
















We're at the top! This is the lighthouse in all it's glory. They even give tours now, which I wish I hadn't of done. Fear of heights, rememeber? I thought I was going to cry when we got all the way to the top.
















Final pic! This is looking at the lighthouse from the Sea Lion Caves. Pretty!

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Traveling In Oregon: A Trip up Highway 58

Ah Summer. The hubby and I finally made a trip to the cabin just the two of us. Sweet blessed silence for a weekend. Just me, him, and the mosquito's. It was great. It was 94 degrees when we left the valley, with a two hour road trip to Eastern Oregon, and no air conditioning. I was marveling how green everything still is. It has been a particularly wet summer, with the temperatures just finally seeming to scream July. I've driven highway 58 more times than I can count, and know all the places where I wish I could pull over and take pictures. Most places there isn't any place safe to do so, and the places where there are pull-outs get zoomed by without a glance from Mr. I want to get from point A to point B as soon as possible. Me, I like the drive, and in my heat induced semi-coma, I thought hey! I wonder if you could use the sports mode on the digital camera and actually take some pics while we're driving 65mph. It's really hard to focus on anything when your not standing still, but whaddya know! Some of them actually turned out. Now I wish I had taken more. Guess I'll save that for another trip. (All of these are taken after a town called Oakridge.) So here we are...A few pictures of Oregon, taken from a 94 ford ranger driving east on Highway 58, up and over the Willamette Pass.














































The Tunnel. This means we're almost to the top of the pass.
















Right after the tunnel.
The sign says "Salt Creek Falls." I wasn't quick enough to get a pic of the Falls.
Maybe next trip!
















Diamond Peak. The mountain usually has snow on it year round.
















I was actually able to get out of the truck here.
This is a pond about a mile from the cabin.
































Look at all those bugs on the windshield! I only put this one in because my gawd, look how BLUE the sky is.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

this Is What Summer Afternoons Are Made Of

From Left to Right: Mischief, Sheba, and Petunia
We love to look outside..just don't open the door! It's scary out there in the wide wide world.