No easy money here

A friend inherited hundreds of Beanie Babies from her collector parents that, according to the Beanie Babies Collector’s Guide, are worth hundreds – sometimes thousands – of dollars.

She offered me a deal to list and sell them on my Ebay account for a percentage of the profit, so I went to her house last evening and photographed eight of the most desirable, according to the book.

I got around to researching them on Ebay this afternoon – looking at completed auctions going back three months – and discovered the bottom has apparently dropped out of the Beanie Baby market.

I couldn’t find a single instance where anyone paid as much as $10 for one of the Beanies I photographed and the vast majority of offerings went unsold.

I know she’s over the moon with excitement about the treasure trove she inherited, so my challenge is to gently let the air out of her balloon.

How to get exotic symbols into your text

A Facebook friend posted about her dogs being happy to be outside in 13° weather, except she used an asterisk* instead of the degree symbol.

It occurred to me that a lot of folks don’t know how to get non-keyboard symbols into their text using the Character Map feature of Windows, so here’s how you do it:

Click on the Start Menu>Accessories>System Tools>Character Map. Then find the symbol you want and click on it. If there is a keystroke combination for it, you’ll see it in the bottom right corner of the frame. In this case, you make the ° symbol by holding down the Alt key and typing 0176 on the keypad.

But some symbols don’t work that way. If there is no Keystroke combination, click on the symbol, then click the Select button, then the Copy button. That saves it to the Notepad and you can paste it into your text using the Insert key.

Ralphie and tire pressures

We have not had a Christmas tree, real or artificial, since we moved to Arkansas in 2007.

Maria decided we needed one about a week ago and found a good deal on a pre-lit with LEDs, 6-foot-tall artificial tree on Amazon.com and ordered it, but it didn’t arrive until Dec. 26.

Nevertheless, we set it up in the foyer and this morning I hung the first ornament – a charming image of Ralphie and his Red Ryder BB gun that Austin and Megan gave me.

They ended their week-long visit this morning and rolled out about 10 a.m. after Austin checked the tire pressures on his Nissan Versa.

They plan to stop at Lambert’s Café in Sikeston, Mo. for lunch and probably a couple of throwed rolls before pressing on to Boomland and ultimately home to Indiana.

We thoroughly enjoyed having them here.

Unimpressive free Night Vision app

Lying in bed about 2:390 a.m. today, it occurred to me that since digital cameras can see in the infrared range, there might be a night vision app for my iPhone 5.

So I checked with the Apple App Store and found a free app called, oddly enough, Night Vision.

I hoped I could use it to photograph Dora the Wonder Pup slumbering between me and Maria, but the camera lacked the sensitivity to register an image.

The best I could manage was this selfie where my face was dimly illuminated by the ambient light from the screen.

Not very impressive, but what can I expect from a free app?

Monopoly night

We had a spirited game of Monopoly last night. Ben won.

I replaced the screen on Maria’s iPhone 5 today

I spent a couple of hours hunched over the cutting table in Maria’s sewing room this morning replacing the cracked screen on her iPhone5.

It got damaged when she didn’t notice it fell onto the floor by the couch and Jack, being Jack, gnawed on it, damaging the Otterbox case and cracking the screen.

I ordered an iCrackedHQ repair kit from Amazon.com for $94.90 on Monday and it arrived yesterday via UPS.

My vision is such that close-up work is best performed without contact lenses and glasses, taking advantage of my extreme near-sightedness. Even so, I had to resort to a jeweler’s loupe for the more delicate operations.

I sequestered myself in the sewing room to be free from distractions from people and dogs after coming to the quick realization that I would end up getting violent if I tried to do the work at the kitchen table.

The repair kit came with detailed instructions, which included the URL for a YouTube video of the process and a set of tools. Even so, I needed a third hand to get the plastic pry tool under the screen while I created a tiny gap by lifting it from the case with the enclosed suction cup.

I was mildly surprised to find the camera, phone and other functions are working fine now that the new screen is in place and all of the components are reassembled. I had serious doubts during the two-hour surgery.

The Apple Store (the nearest one is in Memphis) charges $149 to replace a broken screen. Now that I’ve done it, I’m confident that I could do it again if I have to, but I’m in no hurry to relive the experience.

Worth reposting

Rain

Last weekend's rain event.

Good golly, Miss Molly!

Molly, the Border Collie whose four legs were broken last week when she was hit by a snow plow in Manchester, N.H., looks pretty chipper today.

She got her $5,500 surgery on Saturday, paid for by people all over the country (including us). The appeal for funds ended up raising ten times the amount required.

Her owner is an Iraq War veteran who couldn’t afford her care.

Saved our bacon. And brisket, and ribs, and salmon…

The Lacrosse Alert wifi sensor I got from the Amazon Vine Program several months ago saved us again yesterday.

Beginning a little after noon, I started getting notifications on my iPhone that the temperature in the garage freezer was climbing. By last evening, it had reached 27 degrees and showed no signs of dropping, so I went to investigate.

The door was firmly shut and sealed, but when I opened the door I noticed the light didn’t come on.

Oho!

Turns out something caused the garage circuit breaker to trip and judging from the  data collected, it happened sometime early in the afternoon, probably the result of a power surge associated with the heavy rain and thunderstorms that passed through here.

We have several hundred dollars worth of meat in the freezer, including some really choice brisket, ribs and turkey breast from a Texas barbecue place that Steve and Nicky caused to appear on our doorstep this week and it would have been a tragedy if it had spoiled.

This is the third time this Lacrosse sensor has alerted us to a freezer problem – twice because the circuit breaker tripped and once because the door had not been properly closed.

A very handy device indeed!

The Saturday before Christmas

We ignored the deluge and drove down to Morgan’s house this morning for a Christmas get-together with her and her boyfriend Ben and his daughter Maya. Here they are with some of the gifts Maya opened.

To her credit, Maya didn’t get overwhelmed or freaked out by all of the stuff as many kids her age would.

Morgan served up a splendid lunch, including a pumpkin pie that rivals my mother’s recipe.

Ben suggested a free iPhone app called Perfect365 that can be used to modify and enhance portraits. I didn’t realize it until I fiddled with it a bit, but it’s only for photos of women and girls. Here are a couple of very creepy examples of what it does to me.

Riding

There’s rain on the way – a lot of it tonight and tomorrow – but we have lots of warm moist air flowing up from the Gulf of Mexico today that’s pushing the temperature up into the upper 60s.

That was all the prompting I needed to dig the K75S out of its niche in the garage and get in one more ride before 2013 comes to a close. Actually, it was two rides – one to the post office earlier and another down to Dollar General for milk and eggs just now.

What a nice way to close out the Fall season, which surrenders to winter a little after noon tomorrow.

Chip in to help Molly. We did.

We responded to this call for help yesterday. Read the following post, copied from Facebook and if you are moved, call the number and donate a few bucks. They hope to take Molly to surgery on Saturday.

I am sending out this email to those I think may be able to spread the word about Molly, a 3 yr old Australian Shepherd, hit last evening by a plow truck. She presented to our emergency room in her owner’s arms, unable to walk and bleeding. A quick assessment demonstrated that she was mentally okay (and even wagged her tail!) and did not appear to have serious internal injury. X-rays however, revealed that she has broken all 4 limbs.
The owner stated when he arrived to the ER that he had no means to care for Molly’s injuries and asked about taking her home to die. The doctor on duty discussed humane euthanasia. I was spending the night at AVC with my children as the storm meant that my husband would be plowing and clearing the walkways for the evening. When we returned from dinner, I met Molly, heard the story and saw the syringe of euthanasia laying on the counter beside her. “Is there another option for her” I asked myself.
So with confidence that we could get a group of people to help Molly we offered surrender to the owner, to allow us to make decisions for her. The owner, in tears, agreed to give her up. He left the building crying.
As Molly’s owner drove away, the receptionist who was clearing the walkways, noticed the license plate, “Veteran.” This man came to us with no money, no plan and no expectation. I want to give a veteran something wonderful for Christmas … his dog. Will you help me get the word out?
I am looking for 200 people to contribute $20 or 400 people to contribute $10. These are fractures that I cannot repair myself and will need to bring in a surgeon. I estimate our cost to the surgeon will approach $4000. We feel that Molly’s injuries are treatable.
All Better Pets is our 501(c) non-profit, created for abandoned, injured, homeless animals. To date we have cared for and placed over 200 pets. If you or someone you know would like to make a donation for Molly’s care, please call (603-669-2002) or email (info@avcnh.com) or even better, stop by to see us!
*If requested we can send you a receipt. Any donation can be claimed on your tax return.
Sincerely,
Dr. Deborah Kelloway

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This just in. As of 11 a.m. CST:

We have reached our goal! Thank you everyone for your support for Molly! She is doing great. Surgery is scheduled for Saturday. We anticipate she will need about 2 weeks in the hospital to recover.
All Better Pets has nothing in reserve. In the past, the shelter has been funded by Dr. Kelloway and volunteers have generously given of their time (walking, feeding, bathing, nursing care). The shelter is extremely careful with how it uses any funds. If you would like to give additional donations these will be put toward the shelter fund in anticipation that another pet will come through the emergency room with only 1 option ... euthanasia. While we do not believe in unnecessary suffering, we will never refuse to care for an abandoned pet in need. This is not possible without the wonderful support from all of you (financial, emotional, physical, spiritual!).

Food? What food?

We feed our dogs once a day, in the morning.

Unlike Jack and other dogs we’ve had, Dora doesn’t wolf down all of her food at once. She prefers to revisit her food bowl several times during the day and sometimes goes to bed at night with something left in the bowl for a late night snack.

But she doesn’t want Jack or any other dog staying with us to know she still has food, so she takes great pains to cover it with the old beach towel she keeps in her kennel.

Sometimes she’s a little sloppy and some of her kibble gets dumped out onto the bedroom carpet. If it doesn’t get cleaned up later in the day, she’s likely to wake us in the middle of the night with the sound of scrabbling around in her kennel, trying to reach as much of the kibble as possible by poking her tongue through the bars.

Aussies can be quirky dogs and covering her bowl is a pretty cute quirk.

Yes, I’m crazy about our Aussies

I finished the 2014 Adventures of Jack and Dora Calendar on lulu.com this morning and advertised it on my “Adventures of Jack and Dora” Facebook group.

Actually, I made two calendars. The first was the deluxe size which I was chagrined to realize would have to be priced at $24.99 to turn a modest profit.

So I went back to the lulu.com software and created a standard size that I’ve priced at a more reasonable $14.99.

You can view them here.

BFFs

Dora and Jack are inseparable – Best Friends Forever. Their personalities shine through in this iPhone photo.

No cookies for Christmas

An oven, it turns out, is a bad place to hide a plastic container full of cookies from big counter-surfing dogs.

Maria and a neighbor boy made a huge batch of Christmas cookies last week while schools were closed for ice and snow. It was clear that they could not be left out on waxed paper on the kitchen counters pending icing because Liese and Jack are tall enough to reach stuff on the counters.

So, as an interim measure, Maria put them into a plastic Ziploc container and a Pyrex baking dish and stashed them in the oven.

Fast-forward a few days when Maria was preparing to cook something in the over and set it to 350 degrees to pre-heat. The next thing I knew, she was shouting about a fire in the oven and the house was filling up with nasty smelling smoke from the burning plastic.

The melted plastic fused to the oven rack and dribbled down onto the oven floor. We left it in place for a few days while we busied ourselves with other chores.

I tackled the problem yesterday morning. We dumped the contaminated cookies into the trash and pulled both racks from the oven.

I got out the owner’s manual and determined there are three self-cleaning cycles – 2, 3, and 4 hours. I set it for four hours and minutes later the residual plastic on the oven bottom burst into flames. The oven was blowing pungent smoke, so I turned on the exhaust fan above the range and opened a couple of windows before turning to the task of chipping the melted plastic from the bottom oven rack.

I got almost all of it, except for a little residue, so we put the racks back into the oven this morning and ran a 2-hour self-cleaning cycle to get rid of whatever plastic remained.

Now, I can get to work on replacing the screen on Maria’s iPhone that Jack chewed and broke the other night.

Working out

On the treadmill.The earphones that came with my iPhone 5 don't fit my ears and keep falling out. Makes me crazy.

Sunday morning update

The fact that I have not blogged since Thursday has not gone unnoticed. I am mindful that the best way to get readers out of the habit of reading your blog is to not post fresh content daily. I have no excuse except to say I was uninspired and was busy taking care of Maria who is ill and requires lots of bed rest, fluids, and electrolytes.

When she’s not in bed, she’s on the couch or in a chair in the living room, while we watch hours of America’s Funniest Home Videos. Jack, as this photo from last night attests, is very interested in videos with dogs in them. He is the first dog I’ve ever had who can perceive images on a TV screen. Happily, Dora has the same ability. For all his brilliance, Pete was never a TV watcher and neither was Ruthie.

BTW, the little ceramic Christmas tree on the curio cabinet belonged to my mother. It used to have a golden plastic star on the top, but it is broken and lost. We haven’t put up a Christmas tree in the six years we’ve lived here, so Mom’s little ceramic piece will have to do.

Back from the dead

I had the Subaru battery on the charger all day yesterday, pulling the plug last night when the arrow moved into the green “Finished” area.

I let it sit overnight to see if the charge would hold, then fired it up about 10:30 a.m. to drive to the post office. The engine started quickly and it appeared the battery had plenty of cranking power.

I’m guardedly optimistic that it has several months of life left, which will spare us the expense of a new $100+/- battery. I’ll toss the heavy duty jumper cables into the back, just in case.