July, 2011

  1. Thunderheads

    July 31, 2011 by myeye

    We are enjoying our monsoon season.  Unfortunately that does not mean that my house gets rain every day.  It does mean that splendid clouds fall over the mountains east of my home each afternoon.  They are awesome.  I long for a day when I can sit and stare at them until I recognize shapes.  Today is not that day.  The outside water spigots froze during the winter so my helpful neighbor dug a 4′ deep hole, pulled out the broken pipe, put in new piping and a new spigot.  I’m waiting for him to tell me the water is back on.  Sigh!  It’s always something.  But — aren’t the clouds grand?



  2. Greenville FLASH!!!

    July 31, 2011 by myeye

    Janet Suber’s Scout/Chase puppy Sally was Winners Bitch today for another 5 points.  She now has 14 points with three majors!  Go Sally!

  3. Some of The Ocho

    July 30, 2011 by myeye

    Today Lowri, Sally-wags, Mama Scout, and Tom Terrific were at the Greenville Show.  Cheryl (MC to those of you addicted to http://lowrinkearney.blogspot.com) took some photos so I could see the kids.  It was all about Tommy as he took Reserve to a 4-point major.  Mama Scout was Best of Breed.

    They will be 8 months old on August 13th.  The weekend of their 8-month birthday, Lowri, Sally-wags, Ginger, Mama Scout and Daddy Chase will be at The Western Reserve Specialty.  More photo-ops I hope.  There is puppy Sweepstakes at the Specialty so keep your fingers crossed for the brindle Ocho girls.

    Doesn’t Scout look as if, “I thought they were gone.  Why are they all here?”

  4. Bad Bank, Bad, Bad, Bad!

    July 28, 2011 by myeye

    I think I’ve expressed my concern with bank information being mailed to my home address. My mailbox sits out on the main road, unsecured, listing a bit, waiting for some passer-by to take whatever is in it. So, I have a Post Office Box and pick up the mail faithfully. Right after my Community Bank was raided by US Bank, the new bank sent me mailings on all my accounts — personal and business — to my home mailbox. I went into my branch and asked them to please stop using that address and I called US Bank customer service and asked them to never use the physical address again. So, four month passed by and it was time for new VISA check cards.  I receive a letter at my home mailbox telling me “here is your new PIN” and that my new VISA card would be mailed to the address above, as would all correspondence relating to the card.  The letter goes on to tell me that the bank uses the physical address, even if you have a Post Office Box, for security reasons.  I called Customer Service at the big bank and explained that they had it all backward — my physical address mailbox is really far from secure.  So, they must find a way to send my banking correspondence to the PO Box.  To their credit, the actual check card went to the PO Box.

    Tuesday when I checked the roadside box to get the grocery store mailers, there was yet another letter from the Bank.  I am steamed, but have been too busy the last couple of days to go to the bank.  That is just as well because now I have a really serious reason to visit the bank.  Since all my account numbers have changed, I ordered the “starter packs” (checks, deposit slips, an endorsement stamp) at a discount — for both my Operating and my Trust accounts.  Today I received a call from the Bail Bondsman that now rents the building in which I had my office in 2003.  You guessed it — my new starter packs of checks were mailed there.  My guess is that all the checks and deposit slips have the incorrect address on them.  Tomorrow morning on the way into town, I’ll pick up the two boxes.  Maybe I need to move all of my accounts to my Credit Union.

    Bad Bank — bad, bad, bad!

  5. Our First Fight

    July 26, 2011 by myeye

    Jewel and I had our first real argument this morning.  Today I was scheduled to go to the Torrance County Detention Center in Estancia, New Mexico.  I decided to make the drive first thing this morning and to take the “back way”.  That’s taking Hwy. 47 to Hwy. 60 and going east toward Willard.  Then you pick up Hwy. 41 through Mountainair and then Estancia, turn east on Alan Ayers Rd.  The detention center is right there.  So, I fed the baddogs, told them to behave (that’s an inside joke between me and the dogs), and got in the car.  I pulled Jewel out of her case and set the Detention Center address.  Jewel popped up the boring route.  (Note that I didn’t trim out Corona — just for Sandy.)

    However, that was not the way I wanted to travel. I could not convince Jewel to show me the back way. So, I set out driving west on Meadowlake. When I made a left on Manzano Expressway, Jewel began squawking: “Recalculate. Turn right.” I didn’t heed her. I drove all the way south on Manzano Expressway until it intersected Hwy. 47, with Jewel squawking at me every 1/2 mile, “Turn right.” “Make U-Turn.”  I’m not doing it, Jewel!  Finally, when we were below Rio Communities, south of Belen, Jewel sighed (I swear I heard her), and told me to drive 19 miles to Route 60.  YES!  The way I chose is 1.1 miles shorter than the boring route and winds through mountains, past the Abo ruins, through the charming town of Mountainair (not far from the 7 MSN Ranch).  It took me the same amount of time that traveling my normal route across Albuquerque and through Tijeras Canyon would take.  More importantly, I fed my soul.

    Perhaps on the next trip Jewel will listen to me.