One of my favorite shows is the Big bang theory. I have all the DVD’s and watch them over and
over again. I know, I know, I’m just a
big ole nerd myself. My favorite part of
the show is the intro. (You may think by revealing this I’m weirder than you
originally thought although I like to think, as my husband says, I beat
to a different drum) I like to pick out a different image each time as they
flash quicker and quicker. There are
actually 109 images in all! So I must
admit I only have identified a few images when it runs at it’s usual
speed, but you can watch this and other videos on youtube which slows it down
for you…that is if you want to cheat.
Showing posts with label facts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label facts. Show all posts
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Monday, August 5, 2013
Peanuts, peas, goober peas
So I
come to the letter P and at first it was hard to figure out something I could
write about that letter and then I came upon the obvious. I though P, is for Pea. But regular old peas aren’t very interesting
and then I thought of another sort of pea. Since I am kind of a history buff, I
knew that goober peas are in actuality peanuts.
What you
may ask makes goober peas different from regular old peanuts? The answer is simple. They are boiled peanuts. For all you northerners who have never
had boiled peanuts, you are not missing much. Personally I think they taste awful and the texture takes
some getting used to, but during the civil war when rations were short,
confederate soldiers thought of them as manna from heaven. They even wrote a
song about it that you may have heard but didn’t know what they were referring
to. The lyrics follow:
Sitting by the Roadside on a summer’s day, chatting with
my messmates passing time away,
Lying in the shadow underneath the trees,
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!
Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating
goober peas! Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!
When a horseman passes, the soldiers have a rule,
To cry
out at their loudest “Mister here’s your mule.”
But another pleasure
enchantinger than these, is wearing out your Grinders, eating goober peas!
Peas!
Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Goodness how delicious, eating goober
peas!
Just before the battle the General hears a row, He says
the Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now,
He turns around in wonder, and
what do you think he sees, The Georgia Militia, eating goober peas!
Peas! Peas!
Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!
I think my song has lasted almost long enough, The
subject’s
interesting, but rhymes are mighty rough,
I wish this
war was over when free from rags, and fleas,
We’d kiss our wives and
sweethearts and gobble goober peas!
Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas!
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!
So
now you know. Peas, goober peas,
peanuts, one and the same-- and P is for peanuts.
I just got back this weekend from a wonderful vacation in Phoenix, Arizona and vicinity. In between the ABC book posts I am going to add some posts with travel tips, that I learned the hard way. And also some interesting facts along the way, so stay tuned.
By the way my very creative friend Annie has started a new blog, so stop by, visit and show some comment love...Adventures with Anniscrafts
By the way my very creative friend Annie has started a new blog, so stop by, visit and show some comment love...Adventures with Anniscrafts
Sunday, July 21, 2013
O, well that is for Opal one of my favorite stones
Continuing with the my ABCs of the natural world I get to the letter O. O-- is for Opal. I have quite a few opals. I was told that an Opal is lucky, but there are plenty of rumors and myths surrounding opals and some to the contrary.
The reasons I love opals:
They have personalities, like people and no two are ever exactly alike.
The colors within can be fiery like fire or cool like the ocean.
Opal is the birthstone for October. While my birthday falls on the second to the last day of September, my daughter was born in October.
October’s Child is born of woe
And life’s vicissitudes must know.
But lay an opal on her breast
And it will lull those woes to rest
Unknown author
Click on the link to check out these Myths and legends about Opals
So O in my book is for Opal. Do you have any opals?
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