More Blending

End of the year and here I am, blending. Great fun, if only I could sit outside in the lovely sun and do it I would have a nice tan and an unburnt spot on my lap...it is nice out today. But aside from that...I am trying to create my apartment, so for now here is something else I made. Please don't even ask about a lit cigarette in the ashtray smoking.....NOT THAT FAR YET!!!



Yeah, i know, what's up with the weird bottom...working on perfecting so just wait for that too.

Gingavitis

Music

Now I'm sure I've said that many songs are my favorite song... but putting all songs with fiddles aside, this is my favorite... I saw it live in the infamous Golden Gate Park in San Fran, oh what a perfect day that was...

Since my last post...

Just thought i'd show all of you, how little of you there are, how quick I am to render. Granted, I am drinking a beer and and talking with someone all at once, but this was a simple quickie just so I would have some more glass up there. Very easy and quick to make if you know what you are doing and have done it five million times like I have. New Belgium bottles are the hardest.

Blending Lately

So I haven't quite reached all godliness yet, I cannot make liquids or gasses, but I can certainly make solids. Images shall follow...



It started out with the whole fact that I wanted to now just how good I could make a purfume bottle. The intern at work was told to make one so she could see how good he is. Then I saw it and thought "hm... I can make a better one." So I started out with that.

Then of course I had to fix the lighting.



Minor adjustments...



Then I got bored with the purfume bottle, aside from the irritating fact that I do not know how to make liquids yet so I can't make it look like there is something in it (and besides the fact that the straw was irritating me very much by then... I moved on to a new idea. Where is it? Well typically...



Then I thought... something doesn't look right. What is it... oh right. Typically there is a mirror behind a sink because some people actually like to watch themselves brush their teeth... but anyways, I had never made a mirror before. I tinkered a little, and of course by now my computer is moving so very slow and I'm just so antsy to know if my settings were right or not so I can't look it up online to see if i did it right or not... It's not too crisp, it looks like someone just took a shower and fogged it up but hey, it reflects!!!



So after that very happy blender render I thought hm... even though typically people don't have mirrors directly facing a shower, let's put a curtain back there. Yes, an ugly one but even though it is ugly, look past that. I used the colors to distinguish the texture that it rendered better. It is a learning process to see what certain things do, not to make everything gorgeous.



Believe me, if I had more ram it would have more than that. But my computer is so freaking slow that I had to move on to other things. I would have enjoyed making a hairbrush, toothbrush, some candles, maybe a bottle of lotion or something that "normal" people have in their bathroom ( i just have soap and candles on the counter personally...) but once I started a new session of blender I was satisfied once again and could move with ease. If only I could have a gig of ram....(just to be happy...would really like 2, not that you care....)

That's all for now, will post more about blending soon since that's what i'm up to lately. BTW, people need to call me more often. I don't like getting phone calls twice in one day about two people dying. I knew something was up as soon as I saw someone calling me, when I usually always am the one to call them. Really nice Christmas. This year sucks, make next year good please...

Gingavitis

I don't like this year

As my grandma said to me this morning when she called, three people with the name McMurtrie have died this year. Some are thinking of changing their name. I really hope that next year is a better year and cannot wait for this year to be done with. They were all great uncles and now the sweetest great aunt i had. Nobody is allowed to die anymore, do you all hear The Ginger?

And thanks to you Shawn I can't stop being mean. All because you wanted to be Dr. Phil.

At our work MB gets everyone a basket full of stuff. The salesman got everyone things too. He gave me purfume with "bath and shower gel" with it. MB saw it and is known for being a little bitter... she said to me "do you take baths?" I started laughing and so did everyone else because it was so harsh. "I didn't mean it like that!!! Some people only take showers..." It was a weird day all in all. David got a professional skillet and nice cigars from him - probably spent alot there, it is a real nice skillet.

Well, I think it might be time for me to bathe, since apparantly MB thinks I need to.

Cold desert

No, I don't mean ice cream, that's dessert. It's around 50 degrees here where you would think it would be warm since it's the farthest south i've ever been. No. Up where I was in cali was warmer there than here, and i'm almost to mexico! Boy do I miss cali...

Because it is cold and I am very thankful to finally have my leather jacket, I have been working on my afgan again. Yeah i know i'm lame, I crochet... but even worse, if my grandma could see this, she would be ashamed. I have bene occasionally working on this afgan for TWO years. Yes, that's right, I started working on it just after my 20th birthday. Ok so maybe it's more like over a year that i've been working on it, but still. It takes my gma only like 1 month if that to make one afgan. But this is my first so I am proud of it, and it will be warmer than the average afgan that has lots of holes in it, this one does not. And I am making it to be CAL-king size, since evertying else we have is cal king size...including the bed which i refer to his side of the bed as "his bed" and mine to "my bed" because it is so big. I like cal-king...lots and lots of room.

I just realized why my car is probably idling so low lately...it's probably because it's cold. I keep thinking it is going to stall just because it idles so low, but it's just been a long time since it's been in the cold, so that's probably why...hopefully.

The Docutech at work is my favorite thing now. You would think that it's just this extremely loud and heat producing machine that is old, but it is so much more. Even if you don't care, please at least click the link to see just how big the machine is. It's like 15 feet long and will bind, coallate, and print extremely fast... it is a beast but it does everything for you and i'm in love with it.

Anyways, thank you for listening, don't forget to sit up straight.

Gingavitis

Thanksgiving Chili

Yes, that's right, we made chili for thanksgiving. They told us at work to bring in some type of mexican cuisine because they wanted to not have turkey dinners two days in a row (not including of course the day after thanksgiving.) Yes, we know it's not really mexican it's actually more american/texan than anything... but i have two large pots, one that's probably 2 gallons at most, and one huge one that you are supposed to cook a roast in the oven in. Ya know...the ones that are black with white speckles...my grandma has an oval one that she cooks turkey in every year around this time...ours is a little over 4 gallons...we measured it twice...what a waste of water...he threw together chili in that...By the time it cooked down (which was 14 hours later--i'll get to that later--) it was about 3 gallons of chili.



What was all in the chili you say?? Dare you ask??

You'll regret it soon...

2 lb ground beef
1 lb ground pork
2 onions
2 green bell peppers
1 yellow bell pepper
7 serrano peppers
2 yellow wax peppers
6 jalepenos
5 large tomatoes
1 bulb (yes BULB) garlic, minced
2 28 oz. cans diced tomatoes
1 14.5 oz can diced tomatoes "with garlic and onion"
1 14 oz can corn
1 14.5 oz can tomato sauce
2 14 oz can kidney beans
2 14 oz can black beans
1.5 lb pinto beans (soaked)
3 beers
Around probably 72 oz of water

Spices:
Chili powder
salt
sea salt
black pepper
cayan pepper
garlic salt
(ez) basil
(ez) italian seasoning
(ez) tumeric
olive oil (sauteed garlic and onions)
secret ingredient

Cook meat. Chop tomatoes, mince garlic, dice rest of fresh ingredients. Rinse beans, throw everything in. Spice to taste.

Ours cooked for 14 hours...why?? Beans will not soften up if you put in salt. If you put in acidic things. (all of the spices/peppers/tomatoes) We soaked beans for over a day's time. You are supposed to soak, then boil, then soak some more, refrigerate while soaking. Do not add salt or acidic things until they are already soft or they will never get soft. It took us lots of paniced research two hours before we needed to go to work with it to find out that if you add baking soda to it (only a teaspoon, trust us, we put in two beause it was such a big batch but we only needed one for that batch, you smell the baking soda.) it will soften the beans up.

After all that work it burned in the crock pot...





oh and of course, i made peanut butter fudge.

Pottery

There is a place near here that creates pottery and you pick one out and then choose some colors (they have a wall full of colors) and you then sit down with the colors you picked out and paint on your piece of pottery. Once you are done, they thrown it in the kilm again and fire it and then it will be shiny and look lovely.



This is my piece that I chose to paint and have gone there twice to paint it. It is still in progress even though most people go once, paint and leave and come back a week later and pick it up done. Not me...but mine is very detailed. Very very neat. Oh, and also...if anyone knows me they know I wouldn't choose dingy colors... once it is fired it believe it or not those colors will become red yellow black and two pretty oranges.

That is all for today. Good night.


Ginger Marrie

Story Time with Ginger!! (now feat. PICTURES!!)

How to start this... well, let's start with the guitars.
Paul's guitar, my guitar, and David's guitar. Now they are all separate. Sad times. I cant bring myself to put Paul's pic up though.




So, after a long night of drinking to feel better, we decided we were going to head out to Arizona when the time came. We couldn't make it in CA for now, we would have to come back at it bull headed and of course, with money in pocket.


The night before we left consisted of all of the boys getting together plus other friends that happened to pop in all at once. We had never fit so many people into that trailer as we did the last night we stayed in it. Of course, Shawn started with a dribble of beer on his crisp white shirt, and later it became nothing but beer. Typical Shawnie.



We saw a gigantic black widow outside the trailer that night...we thought that would be the last one we would see for a while. Supposedly they do live in Arizona though.


So we packed up the car full of stuff and kept pushing until the back windows wouldn't roll down and the trunk took two people with all their weight to shut it. We forgot about making sure to have lots of room for Doobie, so well, the two boys had to deal with sharing space the whole way.



Unfortunately I do not remember the name of the town, and NO, it is not Pasadena, but there was a town that was going to have a rose parade, or so the banners said as I drove on through. My dad had told me to stop and smell the roses as we were heading out, we kept sending him updates along the way. I didn't stop to smell them, but it was a field of roses with so many different colors.



We stopped in a town in the mountains just before the Mojave desert called Tehachapi, CA. I was exhausted. There was a place much closer to the highway to stay, but nobody came to the front after waiting over five minutes so we ended up staying at a lovely...place called Ranch Motel. It sounded like an alright place. It wasn't the greatest, but it was just one night. After dark we noticed their sign. It did not say Ranch Motel. It said RANCMOTEL. Hm...



In the town of Tehachapi, there is a cafe. I cannot tell you the name of the cafe. If you know, please let me know so I can yelp about it. It was a wonderful place, down by the railroad track that ran parallel to the road. A young boy seated us and gave us menus. He couldn't have been older than 12. He was extremely polite. For dinner we had a feast for the price. The service was so wonderful that we tipped around 40%, with half of it going directly to the boy and telling him how professional he was.



We left at 5:30 am and made it out of the Mojave by 10am. It is nothing like what you imagine when you think of a desert. We stopped for lunch at the Roadkill Cafe.



After dinner we wandered around the area and discovered a jail that I will have to explain another day since I honestly...cannot remember the story. Either way, Doobie liked it inside.



Back on the road, we made it to Flagstaff and decided to take the scenic route part of the way down down down down downshift! down... We were a couple hours away from the Grand Canyon but we chose to do that another day. This was just before we started descending 4,000 feet to Phoenix.



The scenic route was slow going and hazardous driving. As soon as I had the chance to get back onto 17 I took it. However, if we had not taken what little of the scenic route as we did, we would have missed out on serious post card footage of Arizona. I've seen some of it before but never in real life. It was an awesome way to take. I believe it was 89 if anyone is ever heading that way.



This is just outside of our apartment, just about one minute's walk away. There is another pool but I have yet to see it. This one has the hot tub. Lovely, ain't it? Except for the fact that it doesn't get over 5 foot deep, so I can't swim in it without scuffing up my feet. I'm told the other pool is better though.


Yes, I know, this is a long post. Trust me, it was more painful for me. Until next time, this is what I will leave you with. A puzzling picture of a tree we saw yesterday. A very pointy tree. If anyone knows what this is...let the Ginger know. It was in a public garden with everything labeled except for this.

It is a lovely day, I shall update some other time.

Ginger Marrie

GOVERNMENT? WHAT GOVERNMENT?

Dearest Canadian Granholm:

I believe I speak for all of Michigan when I say this: you deserve to be hung and shipped back to Canada with the rest of the canadian garbage. Actually, just dropped in the dirty river of Detroit, that would suffice. This is unbelievable. You are truely and utterly a pitiful spy. We all knew as soon as we heard you were a Canook that you only meant harm. We will be taking over and imprisoning you for your crimes.

Sincerely,

(what should be) The Law of Michigan Milita.

That's what I think. Don't hate me for the matter.

As for a story, boy do I miss Shawn coming in randomly and heading strait for our fridge and saying "hey guys" with a mouth full of food. I love you too Shawnie.

Why is it Good if it is not their Will?

That's right folks...if you work at goodwill with a bunch of ILLEGAL Mexicans, you can get benifits but yet, for some strange reason, you are not allowed to buy anything from the store...

David got a job, but it doesn't sound very good. I have a job, it's not good. My point? Keep looking. Until then, at least we're not starving.

So Jeremiah was swearing that there was a lizard that lived on the 2nd and a half floor landing, but nobody believed him until David and him went outside and of course, if he sees a wild animal he goes after it. He brought it in, to Sharon's dislike, and it was missing it's tail already. Good one David. Then of course, I get in close to take a picture of it with my phone because it's SEE THROUGH and it jumps out of his hand and under the dishwasher it goes. David got it back out, packaged up into tuperware and was feeding it ants for a couple days. He let it go on our balcony so hopefully it will stick around where we are. It was pink, when it was on the window you could see the food in his belly. At least we know he wasn't starving when we let him go.

For some reason I cannot get the picture right now but I will post it later. Until then, I am going to go get ready for work, since I have to keep working there until I find something much better, which could be just about anything. Hoping the guy calls me back for the book keeping job. That would be nice.

Ginger Marrie

Too Much...

Ok...this is a long story...

My dear musically talented french gypsy is gone. He shall see everything he has ever wanted to see. Hey Paul, you're doing it all, you're ten feet tall, you could be anything today...

So BESIDES that...

We are no longer living 5 minutes from the pacific. No...not even 100 miles... We had no cash saved, the county of Santa Cruz told us that where we were living was "unsafe", we had broken hearts, so we packed up and amazingly took my cavalier (which has many issues...) to Arizona. Yes, where it's hot, where mostly catus grow...the desert in which Pheonix resides. There is family here. We did a lot of dancing around the apartment manager pulling all the strings she could and now we have a place--a really cool place--for a year at least. Where it's hot. Where the sun doesn't go away. Which don't get me wrong, if you know me at all you know that I love the sun, but when there's no ocean breeze to tame it down a bit it gets to be way way too much too quick. There aren't very many trees to hide under, but even if you find one it's still scorching hot underneath... and on the eighth day god gave man air conditioning...

So maybe it's not such a long story, but just knowing that things are on the downhill now (that is, the good downhill called less crazy) is making me happier. Now all we need is to find ourselves good jobs and we will be in much better shape than we were weeks ago.

Paul, I wish I could still go to France with you. I love you.

Yeah, and did I mention??

...so one morning, just before i have to get up and go to work, i heard the answering machine go off. What followed was something confusing, especially in the 'just woken up haze'. It was a very short message, something along the lines of 'garblegarble call me back ###-#### bye.' when i finally got up to go to work i checked the caller id and it was a 515 number. That meant it was my sister who never calls. I returned the call to find out she's getting married in September on the 22nd. Whoa. YES, she does mean 2007. Why didn't she say something about it when she was at Miranda's wedding a week earlier? I am a little mad at her about this...she has yet to call me back, as usual. Well, just thought i'd share that with all, in case she didn't call and tell anyone else, since she's known for dumb things like that. She never calls or comes around unless she wants something. Typical.

-Ginger Marrie

Pictures and Stuff..

There will be more to come but until then, here are a few to dwell on. Happy happy joy joy!!

The Ginger and her dad, Ron Parkinson


Teresa (ma) and Ginger


THE THREE STOOGES
Jessica, Randas, and Ginger


Thank you so much Neil, this is such an awesome picture of Miranda and Tony!!


Sarah Miranda and Ginger...Sarah and Ginger gettin' the Miranda drunk the night before. We didn't do the greatest job...but we had a lot to do that night.

MRS. HO

LIBROJO

So aside from knocking until my knuckles hurt on Allison's door....I had a good time. I saw my family, who was very patient in seeing me. There was a water main that flooded the hwy behind me and a brushfire along the hwy in front of me, so I couldnt go anywhere for an hour and a half. When I finally did we had a good time, grandma got me my favorite mint oreo cookies and my favorite frosted mini wheats from Meijer (because the ones from Kellogg are not as frosted as the ones from Meijer...and they're cheaper :D).

Yes...I know I have an unfinished sentence...give me a C- for it Mrs. Milarch... So yeah...I retrieved my leather jacket and saw many people including my pretty boy...Killer. We went to the church on Friday the 13th for rehearsal in which case we realized that the father is a very...mean person. We never did get that guy a cookie Charlotte....so yeah, the music guy took control of the situation and Father mentioned that we should have everyone stand for witnessing the wedding, and out of the some at least twenty people that were there, we all forgot to tell father that we didn't want it that way....so that's how we did it at the wedding. The three of us girls were all growling in our pews and were about to chuck our bouquets at the father when he said it. But either way, everything went pretty good. Sarah and I claimed the dance floor pretty much to ourselves. It was fun. Everyone thought i was drunk at the reception. WRONG. Just because nobody's seen me drink before doesnt mean I was drunk. I wasn't drunk until after we got to Butternut, in which case I had to play bartender since nobody else knew how to make the drinks which automatically meant that i were to be very drunk. Anyways......

And I missed my plane. I caught the next one out a few hours later. Worked for like an hour when i got to work finally, and went back home. i was very tired.

Goes together like a horse and carriage....

Yes yes...love is in the air, can you smell it? I can. It smells kinda like tanning lotion....oh wait...

Well Miss Randas is going to be wearing all white soon. And I'm going to be right next to her when she does. For those who don't follow, I'm coming home to be the maid of honor in Miranda's wedding! I understand, there are many people who would like to see me while I'm home, and I'll try my best. Let us not forget about the reason why I will be home though.

The youngest of us three girls, and the last for us to expect to get married first. But none the less, she has our support. Tony's put up with a lot of well...me. Dealing with my crazy self is a lot to do, believe me, I have someone who reminds me about that every day.

They have been together for over three years and haven't killed eachother yet, or crashed anyone's car over the relationship. That means they can deal with each other and troubleshoot together. Another thing I know they can handle is taking care of each other. They already act like they are an old couple, Miranda knows exactly what kind of food she needs to make to make sure he eats everything.

I have learned recently that every boy becomes a man but still needs a motherly figure, and whether mother is there or not, they need a woman to make sure they eat their fruit every day...or take their medicine when they need to...which is why I don't want to be a mother for a long time, I already have enough to take care of.

Off topic...just thought i'd mention that hah...I know the owner of a tanning salon so I get free tans!!! Although tanners really freak me out...all sorts of weird sounds and doors creaking open and closed, it always sounds like someone is coming into my room. I guess that's why they have radio/cd players in every room...but there is only one station out here that is good and it hardly comes in, so I am stuck with silence with a slight hint of ghetto music in the air from other rooms....I have to deal with enough of that stuff at work. I prefer the mexican music to the ghetto music.

Anyways...rambling...I'll see you all very soon...i love me

Ginger Marrie

Boat Pictures

Ok, I know this is a little awkward, but this is the website for a page we made all about our boat. There are several pictures, unfortunately right now all i have online are pictures of my boat before we did anything to it. As of right now, we have already power washed it and in the process of sanding and finishing all of the wood. It is mahogany so it will be so beautiful when it is put back on. I love me....my Miranda is getting married in July....in case anyone didn't know.

21st Birthday

Saturday evening...May 19th. I get home from work around 10ish to the happy boys. I had to eventually go get cigarettes for David. PG13 WARNING..........so I hop in my car, and as I was on my way I realized it was after midnight, which meant it was May 20th......my birthday. So I bought a 24 oz beer at the gas station. I came home to David sleeping so I put it in the fridge and off to bed.

PG13 Pammy......
"I woke up this mornin' and got myself a beer!" is what I had to sing at nine in the morning on my birthday. I cracked my first bought beer and enjoyed it. Then later we had to go get a supply for my at home hang-out-all-day-and-drink fest. That meant the general three types of alcoholic beverage...beer, wine and whiskey. We had fun with a gocart and played music and of course, went to the bar and got free drinks. The bartender is good friends with our neighbor so we got even more free drinks than i think maybe normal people would. All in all, it was a great birthday.

END PG13......

A few weeks ago the dr. quit his job, and bought a sailboat. Yep.....we have a 22 foot sailboat now. It needs a little work, but we figure it will be in the water in a year or less. We got it for dirt cheap and plan to fix it up enough to be worth more than it originally would have been if we hadn't even touched it....we guess at least 5 grand by comparing similar condition and sizes online...and we got it for 100 bucks at an auction. Not enough people showed up to the auction. Lucky us! Our friend also bought the boat that is touching ours. The axel on his trailer is broken. Ours is missing it's rudder (stolen) and the bottom needs repainted....also we need to fix the part where the mast locks in, the previous owner never finished his project of buffing it up, so it needs new holes drilled. We also want to put in a hatch, ours doesn't have one over the v-birth. Will show pictures when developed. Until then, just remember, someday I plan to be on that little island that stays 85 degrees year round in the lower pacific.....no not hawaii....we found it online...2 miles in length with an airstip built in ww2 no longer in use...covered in coconut palms...even though i hate coconuts I would have to eat a few and maybe grow accustomed to them....

Well, i must go and feed my rabbit....and no his name is not floppy. Until next time.....come see me and my boat!!!!

Ginger Marrie

Types of People

There are alot of people...everyone is different. However....there is one issue with seemingly everyone...They are either stupid or they TRY to figure things out...this is all effect due to the cause of their parents' parenting skills...Basically, either your parents neglected to teach you much or fix your toys, so you went about learning on your own how to fix things and how to set a vcr clock because nobody would show you. Then comes the need to disassemble everything to make sure that when/if it breaks you will kind-of understand what the problem is. Also, the wonderful parenting skill of my mother's "look it up in the dictionary..."

The other people have parents that are constantly watching everything they do and making sure that they do it a certain way and showing them how to do it over and over until they get it right. They dont do anything that people havent taught them or told them to do. These poor, poor people grow up to be close minded, self-destructive people that are well....HOPELESS.

Those people really really irritate me....especially if they were never taught how to be polite. they will never TRY to figure out how to program the microwave's clock when the power goes out. They ask you for the manuel....who needs a manuel to use a microwave? why is it so hard to TRY to figure it out instead of asking, BEING SHOWN, and still not capable of getting it done even though there is no way that you could do anything harmful to it with trial and error. arghhhhh

Moral of the story....


Dont let your sons grow up to be cowboys......just kidding. Keep those minds open, trial and error is how many things came to be...you are never finished learning. Keep those doors open.

Ginger Marrie

Tommy Emmanuel

This man is the greatest guitarist ever!! Can you believe it's only HIM? And what's even better is that I might even get to see him in concert in Febuary.

Oh and btw...HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! FROM THE PAST AND THE FUTURE!!!



And if you didnt like that one, there's my second favorite....