OK so after sauteing in "you're so smart mom" I should have know it wasn't going to last. After all he is a boy and it is a well known fact that boys can not remember how to hit the toilet much less remember how smart you are! With that being said I must announce to you my dears that the Chosen One has lost his mind. Yes lost his mind! I tell you he is stark raving mad!
The Chosen One has decided to bring a DOG into our CAT world. Oh dears this will simply not do! How am I expected to live with any DOG in my CAT ruled world? The Hubs is livid to say the least. I know in the end it will turn into a stinky mess I will end up cleaning however I am interested in seeing how this is all going to play out.
First of all we have a 6 year old black female (wicked) Persian CAT. Her name is Mo, you've heard me mention her before, she's the Hubs' girlfriend. He's very protective of her. She loves him just as well. Actually demands his attention from the moment he comes in the door....... She also rules the house along with his life. Next comes Deuce, our calico neurotic cat. She is a total wreck! If someone twitches she jumps. Spends most of her time hiding under beds and up over the fridge. She and Mo DO NOT get along, not even on a good day. I think it has something to do with Deuce's mom dissed Mo at the food bowel one day and since mom's gone to a better place, well let's just say Mo holds grudges....
Last but not least there is the darling of the all, the newest member of the family, our little man, Ringo! He's a 3 month old long hair gray and white domestic and full of himself. Into everything and nothing can hide from him, so full of energy and eats all the time. Sometimes we forget how a baby or small child can be so full of energy in one moment and collapsed in a heap on the floor the next. Ringo is that kind of kitten. Sunday while I floated around the pool he stood at the window and watched me. It was quite comical really. He wanted out and I wouldn't let him so he stood at the window stamping his proverbial foot! lol
Last night the Chosen One informed me he was bringing home a dog and not just any dog but a blue nose pit bull. All I see is steamy stinky yuck on my new floors and barking! I detest barking dogs. I know he is only 8 weeks old so he and Ringo might do well together. But the Hubs is freaking out as well as flinging his arms about his head like an octopus. I'm shaking my head because I don't do well with dogs. I was bit in the face by a dog at 2 years of age. We always had dogs growing up but I never really cared for them myself not after Sammy anyways.
I think the puppy needs to sleep outside but The Chosen One said no way to that. Hubs says boy and dog can sleep outside. I think I will take a backseat and let the Hubs handle this one!
Well I've got to get back at it. I've got a bomb shelter to build, you know just in case the nuclear warhead goes off.
Thoughts
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
That's H-O-R-S-E-S not WHORES
Well my dears, as I set here watching the water slowly fill up P.I.T.A. it is with a certain feeling of self gratification that I can say....Thank You Lord! Thank You Jesus! It's over and there was no blood shed! Can everyone give me a Halleluia? After all it took this 50 year old dodging incoming tourists and outgoing relatives 3 weeks to get this far!
The Chosen one will be leaving the nest tonight. He's headed for Littlestown, PA. He's back to chasing horses. That's H-O-R-S-E-S. Not Whores but I wouldn't put it past him to do that too while he's at it! You know living in the south not everyone who moves here understands our way of speaking. When I told one of my northern friends what my son was doing these days she got real quiet and said, " Well, I've never met a mother who was proud of her son chasing whores...." Yes my dears, she surely did say that! I nearly fell out of my shoes.....I did have to pick up my teeth off the ground. And now you know why I spelled horses!
We can't let him drive anymore so he has to ride a bus or catch a ride with other workers. He likes to see how close to death he can take his parents. Just in the last 9 months he has totaled 2 vehicles and wrecked one when he hit a deer in April. So we took his license and banned him from driving til he grows up some more. Let's just say his penis hasn't developed enough to drive a vehicle of ours. Someday when he is all grown up he will understand, til then he can find other transportation.
Our Free Spirited Child is beside herself with anticipation. Her love will be coming home from deployment in 2 weeks. We are all excited to see them together again. So is my light bill, food bill, phone bill......lol So looks like once he gets home we won't be seeing much of her around here. Guess I ought to be taking advantage of all this extra help while it's here right? Wrong! To get either one of them to help me would take an act of God and even then I think they would give him some kind of sob story that would make me out to be the bad guy. Took the Free Spirited Child 3 days to sweep the floor and in the end I ended up doing it. Still waiting on the Chosen One to fix my broken step.....
I have a friend I grew up with who considers it an "honor" to wait on her kids hand and foot. I think (1) she is crazy (2) she needs a life (3) she must be on drugs. Now with all that said she thinks I am (1) a horrible mother (2) doesn't know what motherly love is (3) shouldn't have had kids if I don't feel the way she does. I like sex, what can I say.....
Well that's it for now folks, hope you enjoy the rest of this beautiful day and until we meet again that's the way I see it!
The Chosen one will be leaving the nest tonight. He's headed for Littlestown, PA. He's back to chasing horses. That's H-O-R-S-E-S. Not Whores but I wouldn't put it past him to do that too while he's at it! You know living in the south not everyone who moves here understands our way of speaking. When I told one of my northern friends what my son was doing these days she got real quiet and said, " Well, I've never met a mother who was proud of her son chasing whores...." Yes my dears, she surely did say that! I nearly fell out of my shoes.....I did have to pick up my teeth off the ground. And now you know why I spelled horses!
We can't let him drive anymore so he has to ride a bus or catch a ride with other workers. He likes to see how close to death he can take his parents. Just in the last 9 months he has totaled 2 vehicles and wrecked one when he hit a deer in April. So we took his license and banned him from driving til he grows up some more. Let's just say his penis hasn't developed enough to drive a vehicle of ours. Someday when he is all grown up he will understand, til then he can find other transportation.
Our Free Spirited Child is beside herself with anticipation. Her love will be coming home from deployment in 2 weeks. We are all excited to see them together again. So is my light bill, food bill, phone bill......lol So looks like once he gets home we won't be seeing much of her around here. Guess I ought to be taking advantage of all this extra help while it's here right? Wrong! To get either one of them to help me would take an act of God and even then I think they would give him some kind of sob story that would make me out to be the bad guy. Took the Free Spirited Child 3 days to sweep the floor and in the end I ended up doing it. Still waiting on the Chosen One to fix my broken step.....
I have a friend I grew up with who considers it an "honor" to wait on her kids hand and foot. I think (1) she is crazy (2) she needs a life (3) she must be on drugs. Now with all that said she thinks I am (1) a horrible mother (2) doesn't know what motherly love is (3) shouldn't have had kids if I don't feel the way she does. I like sex, what can I say.....
Well that's it for now folks, hope you enjoy the rest of this beautiful day and until we meet again that's the way I see it!
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Bigger Than A Sandbox
And so my dears here it is late on a Sunday evening that I find myself once again writing to you. The past few days have been a whirl and a blur with all the comings and goings of loved ones! The Hubs' brother # 3 and his wife have come down for a visit with a boy named Jake. I always look forward to seeing #3 as we both share an interest in the family tree, he gives me a chance to share what I have discovered since we last met. Seeing his wife reminds me how few and far our visits really are, they also bring about regrets that we cannot visit more often. Anywho it is always a delight when our visitors bring children!
A boy named Jake saw the ocean for the very first time this summer. Trying to prepare him for it proved to be just as interesting as watching him run and jump at every wave that rolled in today. He asked his grandmother if the ocean was bigger than the river, Why yes it is she replied. He asked what color was the ocean. Blue she replied. He asked did it have sand. Yes lots and lots of sand she replied. More than my sandbox he asked. More than your sandbox she replied. Questions were on the tip of his tongue all the way down from West Virginia. Finally a boy named Jake got to play in an ocean called the Atlantic Ocean on a pretty little beach.
Today a boy named Jake got to go to the Point. Now as I have previously told you the Point is a magical mystical place. Never have I walked down there and seen the same things twice. Today we saw crabs, little baby crabs and sand dollars. Why #3 picked up a whole sand dollar and just handed it to his wife. Now that's true love! Seaside Style!
Finally after lolling around in the water and resting up for a bit, we started our walk back to the car. It was quite the walk but thank goodness once again I was able to complete it with little damage if you know what I mean.
Well folks, lets look forward to next week and a better one at that. Until we speak again, that's the way I see it!
A boy named Jake saw the ocean for the very first time this summer. Trying to prepare him for it proved to be just as interesting as watching him run and jump at every wave that rolled in today. He asked his grandmother if the ocean was bigger than the river, Why yes it is she replied. He asked what color was the ocean. Blue she replied. He asked did it have sand. Yes lots and lots of sand she replied. More than my sandbox he asked. More than your sandbox she replied. Questions were on the tip of his tongue all the way down from West Virginia. Finally a boy named Jake got to play in an ocean called the Atlantic Ocean on a pretty little beach.
Today a boy named Jake got to go to the Point. Now as I have previously told you the Point is a magical mystical place. Never have I walked down there and seen the same things twice. Today we saw crabs, little baby crabs and sand dollars. Why #3 picked up a whole sand dollar and just handed it to his wife. Now that's true love! Seaside Style!
Finally after lolling around in the water and resting up for a bit, we started our walk back to the car. It was quite the walk but thank goodness once again I was able to complete it with little damage if you know what I mean.
Well folks, lets look forward to next week and a better one at that. Until we speak again, that's the way I see it!
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Jim Cantore Needs to Share Some of Those Mushrooms!
Well my dears I had to go for my yearly mammogram today. Got myself all physic out for it. Actually I had to start early in that department. Way back last August to be precise. Yep I'm one of THOSE you know one who can't stand to have it done? Well my girls have been running away for11 months now and they still cringe with the thought of having that garage door slamming down on them.
I am fully convinced a man invented that contraption! I know a woman didn't do! What woman in her right mind would want to put herself thru that kind of torture? I mean if you have never had one allow me to enlighten you on how it's done.
First off you show up for your appointment in a nice quiet waiting room. There is usually soft calming music piped in from somewhere just as soothing, that's to soften the blow you see. Everyone talks to you in a whisper like voice. No need to upset the patient. Once you get checked in they usually have a ton of paperwork for you to fill out so bring an extra hand if you can. I can never talk my BFF into going with me, she always says "I'm never your BFF unless it means work". Well she may have me there... that's why I use N/A works for me, saves my wrist and hand for gripping the million dollar machine later.
Well just like it was timed or something, you hand in your paperwork and lo and behold they are ready for you! Imagine that! So off to the back, down a winding hallway, up 2 flights of stairs, back to the front of the office, up 2 more flights of stairs, enter pass codes and thru a few secret doors you arrive at Fort Knox. This is where they keep the million dollar machine, your tormentor for the next 15 minutes. "Smile, it's really not that bad" whispers the nice lady. She escorts you to a changing area and tells you what all you need to leave on and take off. Ok you say to yourself. About now you are looking for a way out but wait, this is Fort Knox and you can't remember if it was 3 flights up and then to the front or 2 up to the front or back then the code was #388, no wait it was *338. Oh great now there's no way out but this window......and it doesn't open ....wonderful...OK well she did say it's not that bad...sooo OK I'll woman up and go for it! I mean I am a big girl now! So out the door you go with that smile they want you to have!
So in the room with the million dollar monster/machine you go. Wow you think, it looks colder than you thought. The nice petite lady helps you put one of your girls on that metal slab and gets it all in position and the whole time she is almost whispering to you. She says "Now I'm just going to tighten this up a bit to see where we are, OK?" She starts that monster up and bam! It gets tighter and Tighter and TIGHTER. You start to notice the music that's playing sounds more like the music you hear on the Weather Channel just before Jim Cantore comes on. The nice lady asks you if you are comfortable, " No this is really tight!" you reply. "Oh good well, hmmm hold your breath please so I can take the picture." says the sadistic petite monster with the monster machine. And guess what? She screws it down TIGHTER! Yes, she did! Now the music sounds more like that psychedelic music the hippies used to eat mushrooms and take trips to, and about now you could use some of those mushrooms....might get rid of pain and while your at it the room is kinda spinning....hey, that looks like Jim Morrison appearing on the wall.....
All of a sudden the pressure is released and you darling girl is set free! And now the sadistic monster wants your other darling! "NO! you can't have her! Look what you have done to this one! Why it is as flat as a pancake!" you shout, as you run around the room trying to find the hidden door. But alas the petite sadistic monster manages to clone herself three times over and straps you down for the final "picture". Finally it is all over, you can actually breath normally again with only a few sobs and hiccups from all the crying. They allow you to dress and go out into the lobby to wait. WAIT! FOR WHAT? "In case we need to take any over." the petite sadistic monster is now returned to the quiet whispering lady. "Oh HELL NO!" you reply. And with that you grab your things and try to leave. Hours later after wandering around every nook and cranny in the damn place you finally find the lobby. "You must be Ms. So and So, your deductible is $100. Will that be cash, check or credit card?" again this person is whispering to you. Suddenly, you have the urge to punch her eyes out and run for your car as fast as you can. You feel like you are stuck in a time warp or worse still someone else's nightmare. "Whatever!" you mutter to yourself "Just let me go home so my girls can recover from this ordeal!" "The nerve to want you to pay them for torture and all in the name of medicine!" Would you believe on the way out they tell you, "See you next year!" You leave so fast you left 20,000 miles worth of tire rubber behind in the parking lot! Nope, they won't forget about you anytime soon!
Well this time when I got there to fill out my mountain of paperwork I was informed I would have to come back next week please. "Next week? You're kidding me? Right? You mean I just drove 45 minutes to be told to come back later because of a few drops of water on your million dollar garage door?" I replied, and not too sweetly may I add! Well I'm sorry! I just bought one of those cute little mini baseball batts and I had planned on trying to hit that sadistic petite monster in the head ..... I planned all year and a damn drop of water......
So next week it is! That should give me enough time to find the inventor of this damn machine and when I do I am going to enjoy putting his testicles in that machine. Might take some 8 by 10 glossy photos too. Anyone want a copy? Or would you rather just help me bar the door shut? Be nice to see how long it takes a man to find his way out!
I am fully convinced a man invented that contraption! I know a woman didn't do! What woman in her right mind would want to put herself thru that kind of torture? I mean if you have never had one allow me to enlighten you on how it's done.
First off you show up for your appointment in a nice quiet waiting room. There is usually soft calming music piped in from somewhere just as soothing, that's to soften the blow you see. Everyone talks to you in a whisper like voice. No need to upset the patient. Once you get checked in they usually have a ton of paperwork for you to fill out so bring an extra hand if you can. I can never talk my BFF into going with me, she always says "I'm never your BFF unless it means work". Well she may have me there... that's why I use N/A works for me, saves my wrist and hand for gripping the million dollar machine later.
Well just like it was timed or something, you hand in your paperwork and lo and behold they are ready for you! Imagine that! So off to the back, down a winding hallway, up 2 flights of stairs, back to the front of the office, up 2 more flights of stairs, enter pass codes and thru a few secret doors you arrive at Fort Knox. This is where they keep the million dollar machine, your tormentor for the next 15 minutes. "Smile, it's really not that bad" whispers the nice lady. She escorts you to a changing area and tells you what all you need to leave on and take off. Ok you say to yourself. About now you are looking for a way out but wait, this is Fort Knox and you can't remember if it was 3 flights up and then to the front or 2 up to the front or back then the code was #388, no wait it was *338. Oh great now there's no way out but this window......and it doesn't open ....wonderful...OK well she did say it's not that bad...sooo OK I'll woman up and go for it! I mean I am a big girl now! So out the door you go with that smile they want you to have!
So in the room with the million dollar monster/machine you go. Wow you think, it looks colder than you thought. The nice petite lady helps you put one of your girls on that metal slab and gets it all in position and the whole time she is almost whispering to you. She says "Now I'm just going to tighten this up a bit to see where we are, OK?" She starts that monster up and bam! It gets tighter and Tighter and TIGHTER. You start to notice the music that's playing sounds more like the music you hear on the Weather Channel just before Jim Cantore comes on. The nice lady asks you if you are comfortable, " No this is really tight!" you reply. "Oh good well, hmmm hold your breath please so I can take the picture." says the sadistic petite monster with the monster machine. And guess what? She screws it down TIGHTER! Yes, she did! Now the music sounds more like that psychedelic music the hippies used to eat mushrooms and take trips to, and about now you could use some of those mushrooms....might get rid of pain and while your at it the room is kinda spinning....hey, that looks like Jim Morrison appearing on the wall.....
All of a sudden the pressure is released and you darling girl is set free! And now the sadistic monster wants your other darling! "NO! you can't have her! Look what you have done to this one! Why it is as flat as a pancake!" you shout, as you run around the room trying to find the hidden door. But alas the petite sadistic monster manages to clone herself three times over and straps you down for the final "picture". Finally it is all over, you can actually breath normally again with only a few sobs and hiccups from all the crying. They allow you to dress and go out into the lobby to wait. WAIT! FOR WHAT? "In case we need to take any over." the petite sadistic monster is now returned to the quiet whispering lady. "Oh HELL NO!" you reply. And with that you grab your things and try to leave. Hours later after wandering around every nook and cranny in the damn place you finally find the lobby. "You must be Ms. So and So, your deductible is $100. Will that be cash, check or credit card?" again this person is whispering to you. Suddenly, you have the urge to punch her eyes out and run for your car as fast as you can. You feel like you are stuck in a time warp or worse still someone else's nightmare. "Whatever!" you mutter to yourself "Just let me go home so my girls can recover from this ordeal!" "The nerve to want you to pay them for torture and all in the name of medicine!" Would you believe on the way out they tell you, "See you next year!" You leave so fast you left 20,000 miles worth of tire rubber behind in the parking lot! Nope, they won't forget about you anytime soon!
Well this time when I got there to fill out my mountain of paperwork I was informed I would have to come back next week please. "Next week? You're kidding me? Right? You mean I just drove 45 minutes to be told to come back later because of a few drops of water on your million dollar garage door?" I replied, and not too sweetly may I add! Well I'm sorry! I just bought one of those cute little mini baseball batts and I had planned on trying to hit that sadistic petite monster in the head ..... I planned all year and a damn drop of water......
So next week it is! That should give me enough time to find the inventor of this damn machine and when I do I am going to enjoy putting his testicles in that machine. Might take some 8 by 10 glossy photos too. Anyone want a copy? Or would you rather just help me bar the door shut? Be nice to see how long it takes a man to find his way out!
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
There Are Words And There Are Words Worth Being Sauted In!
Not often but every once in awhile I actually see human eyes pop out of my kids faces. You see at about the age of 13 all kids go thru an animal stage unfortunately they don't come out of it until they are about 23 if they are a girl and 25 if they are a boy. Just the other day I saw a glimpse of my son's human eyes and I was so thrilled I could have peed on myself in public my dears! Yes and I almost did! Sometimes when this happens it comes along with "I get it Mom" words. Those are a real treat. I like to saute in them. You know flip, roll around and just generally saute in those wonderful words! "Mom you're the smartest old lady I know" OK he called me old but hey he's getting there and if I saute long enough I can lose that old stuff somewhere as I soak up those words in my wrinkles!
The Angel Child seems to be getting pretty regular lately so I have begun to baste in her words. "Mom you are smart and talented you can do anything". Now I know they know I don't have any money so I'll just baste myself with her words. Just sit here in this big ole tub and spoon all those wonderful words over my head.....
Finally someone is listening to me! The Eldest of all still tells me all details of her life and every step she takes, no surprises with her! She actually told me she was looking forward to screaming the night away.....I think I will be better off taking her words and deep freezing them for future use.....
The Free Spirited Child is more blunt and to the point. Bless her heart she is a bit of an airhead and that's not likely to change anytime soon! But you can't help but swim around some of her words. Recently after a bust ass house cleaning day, she tried to make a deal with me. "Mom, I'll clean this entire house if you will let me do such and such....." All I could do was stare at her. Her response: "What? Don't you want my help?" Needless to say I did inform her that I didn't need her help as the house was clean! She just giggled and said "Oh yeah I guess it is". She is still alive but just by a thread....and right now her words are on ice....
Now my Mystery Child she got it. Took notes and went to school, will be graduating in March. We are very proud of her. Yep that makes 4 our 5 kids have/will have a degree. Not bad if you ask me.
So as I set here saute myself in the Chosen Ones words I can't help but think.....What the Hell does he want now and how much is it going to cost me? Y'all have a good night and I'll be seeing you around I'm sure but if you figure out what he wants let me know! Right now it's bedtime and that's the way I see it!
The Angel Child seems to be getting pretty regular lately so I have begun to baste in her words. "Mom you are smart and talented you can do anything". Now I know they know I don't have any money so I'll just baste myself with her words. Just sit here in this big ole tub and spoon all those wonderful words over my head.....
Finally someone is listening to me! The Eldest of all still tells me all details of her life and every step she takes, no surprises with her! She actually told me she was looking forward to screaming the night away.....I think I will be better off taking her words and deep freezing them for future use.....
The Free Spirited Child is more blunt and to the point. Bless her heart she is a bit of an airhead and that's not likely to change anytime soon! But you can't help but swim around some of her words. Recently after a bust ass house cleaning day, she tried to make a deal with me. "Mom, I'll clean this entire house if you will let me do such and such....." All I could do was stare at her. Her response: "What? Don't you want my help?" Needless to say I did inform her that I didn't need her help as the house was clean! She just giggled and said "Oh yeah I guess it is". She is still alive but just by a thread....and right now her words are on ice....
Now my Mystery Child she got it. Took notes and went to school, will be graduating in March. We are very proud of her. Yep that makes 4 our 5 kids have/will have a degree. Not bad if you ask me.
So as I set here saute myself in the Chosen Ones words I can't help but think.....What the Hell does he want now and how much is it going to cost me? Y'all have a good night and I'll be seeing you around I'm sure but if you figure out what he wants let me know! Right now it's bedtime and that's the way I see it!
And Less Than 6 Feet Away....
Now that everyone is back at work and home from the beach I would like to share something with all you tourists that you may not know! Did you know that when you are out there on the beach swimming around enjoying yourself there are dangerous sharks just lurking in the murky water only a few feet away?
I used to run a restaurant out on one of our local islands and this guy came thru one day selling photos of our island. They were aerial photos of all the businesses. He sat down in one of the booths and ordered his meal. I asked to take a look at some of his work. His photos were fantastic to say the least and the detail was impressive! I kept noticing all the dark things in the water so I asked what were they. His response shocked me. Of course I didn't believe him so he showed me one he took while flying over our pier. Oh they were sharks alright, everywhere. I never forgot that and you shouldn't either. Just because it looks peaceful and inviting doesn't mean it is. What lurks beneath a calm serene surface can be astounding!
My suggestion would be to enjoy the beaches for what they have to offer. Don't swim alone. Don't swim at dawn, dusk or night. These are feeding times for most sharks. And take off your flashy jewelry that don't impress sharks it just makes them want to eat your fingers and toes. Might as well take off your polish too while you are at it that reminds them of bait fish and they might want to eat that too. So remember what I told you and you should be OK. Of course staying in the 3 foot area deters most sharks and staying in the pool takes care of the rest. As for the land sharks....well you're on your own there!
As for me, I'll stick with the pool and the 3 feet of water limit. You see my dear sweet mama was terrified of drowning so she wasn't about to allow her darling first born to get near any body of water that would place me in water over my head. That is until I was 14! So by that time I too was terrified of drowning. I can remember going to the river and being the only one who had to wear a life jacket! Yep she had a way of embarrassing you but I didn't mind. Finally I learned it was OK to put my head underwater. Now at 50 I still can't swim in the ocean or a lake but I can paddle around a bit in a pool as long as I don't stray too far from the sides. I'm still afraid of drowning so I avoid any and all risks of that.
By the time I had kids of my own I was determined mine wouldn't be afraid of a little water. Why as soon as they cut the cord I threw them in the water! All of my babies could swim by age 3. My Angel child was the easiest because we had a pool and lived in a warmer climate when she was born so at 6 weeks we were both in the pool. The Chosen One is known far and wide as a beach bum so it was a gimme on him. He was raised on the beach. My free spirited child was a little timid around the water but then she was born in January so she was older when we introduced her to water. But once she got her "fins" she was off like the rest of them.
Well enough of that and now I really must get back to my pool...have a lovely day ya"ll and until we talk again this is the way I see it!
I used to run a restaurant out on one of our local islands and this guy came thru one day selling photos of our island. They were aerial photos of all the businesses. He sat down in one of the booths and ordered his meal. I asked to take a look at some of his work. His photos were fantastic to say the least and the detail was impressive! I kept noticing all the dark things in the water so I asked what were they. His response shocked me. Of course I didn't believe him so he showed me one he took while flying over our pier. Oh they were sharks alright, everywhere. I never forgot that and you shouldn't either. Just because it looks peaceful and inviting doesn't mean it is. What lurks beneath a calm serene surface can be astounding!
My suggestion would be to enjoy the beaches for what they have to offer. Don't swim alone. Don't swim at dawn, dusk or night. These are feeding times for most sharks. And take off your flashy jewelry that don't impress sharks it just makes them want to eat your fingers and toes. Might as well take off your polish too while you are at it that reminds them of bait fish and they might want to eat that too. So remember what I told you and you should be OK. Of course staying in the 3 foot area deters most sharks and staying in the pool takes care of the rest. As for the land sharks....well you're on your own there!
As for me, I'll stick with the pool and the 3 feet of water limit. You see my dear sweet mama was terrified of drowning so she wasn't about to allow her darling first born to get near any body of water that would place me in water over my head. That is until I was 14! So by that time I too was terrified of drowning. I can remember going to the river and being the only one who had to wear a life jacket! Yep she had a way of embarrassing you but I didn't mind. Finally I learned it was OK to put my head underwater. Now at 50 I still can't swim in the ocean or a lake but I can paddle around a bit in a pool as long as I don't stray too far from the sides. I'm still afraid of drowning so I avoid any and all risks of that.
By the time I had kids of my own I was determined mine wouldn't be afraid of a little water. Why as soon as they cut the cord I threw them in the water! All of my babies could swim by age 3. My Angel child was the easiest because we had a pool and lived in a warmer climate when she was born so at 6 weeks we were both in the pool. The Chosen One is known far and wide as a beach bum so it was a gimme on him. He was raised on the beach. My free spirited child was a little timid around the water but then she was born in January so she was older when we introduced her to water. But once she got her "fins" she was off like the rest of them.
Well enough of that and now I really must get back to my pool...have a lovely day ya"ll and until we talk again this is the way I see it!
Update on the Pool and Who's Lady Ga-Le-Gi?
OK my dears please allow me to rant for a few minutes then I will be happy to catch up on what's going on around here!
First of all I would love to meet a certain Sen.Steele! Apparently he is so out of touch with reality that he has forgotten how long the U.S. has been in Afghanistan. He now has declared it is Obama's fault we are there! How stupid does he really believe the majority of the American people are? I mean come on even a first grader knows Obama has only been in office for 2 years and we have been in Afghanistan for the last 9 years! Really some people! And then I heard another dumb rumor that Obama had said he was tired of the US being first all the time. No that's not what he said! See how rumors get started? He said he was tired (as I am sure the rest of us are) of every time something goes wrong in this world the US has to be the FIRST to hand out money and assistance. He said and I quote "Let some of these other countries be first for a change." I agree. Do you?
Now on for the second thing I have to rant about tonight! I have spent the last 11 hours getting rid of some jackasses idea of "fun". Well finally it is over! So let this be a lesson to all! AV Anti Virus Protection is really Mal ware! and you need Old Timers Log to get rid of it along with my witch doctor instructions and a lot of luck. I think....
Any who it's over I won and I'm happy!!! So on to what's going on around here..... We drained the pool once again and have decided to level out the ground. Something we probably should have done first but for some unknown reason (hard headed) didn't want to give in and do it. So as I speak to you the Hubs and I have leveled half of the area and we only have 3inches of leveling on an incline left to do. Hope that made sense.... Any who we almost got it!
Got lots of relatives coming this week! So I have been cleaning up getting ready for the onslaught of beach goers! I hope they understand just because they are on vacation doesn't mean we are too! And another thing while you are here please be kind to our environment, if the oil spill doesn't stop our environment may be the only sea your grandchildren will have to enjoy!
OK OK I'm done with my soap box! lol So now on to a more sober thought. My dear friend is in DC today burying her soul mate. Although they were married not quite 5 years they were clearly soul mates forever. She is so young to be a widow so don't call her one! She hates that word. Widow it does sound so final. Like the door is shut and sealed forever and she can no longer come out into the world. He left behind 2 darling babies for her to raise alone. I know he is with her every day although she cannot see him he is with her now right by her side. I told her it was OK for her to talk to him everyday if she wanted. Hell I talk to my dead relatives everyday. I talk to Greg too. I still see him sometimes just as he was the last time we were happy together. I'm sure she still sees her husband too. So today a piece of my heart is with her. I hope you say a prayer for her too.
I was talking with a friend on my face book acct yesterday and I noticed she had spotted a black snake in her pool. Well if you know this lady you would know she is funny without having said a word! Can you imagine the dance she did when she tried to pick up the "stick"? Needless to say half of our side of the state of NC peed on themselves with laughter! She has been dying for a nickname so I gave her the nickname of Lady Ga-Le-Gi. Ga-le-gi is the Cherokee word for black snake in case you were wondering. Kinda fits her don't you think? Needless to say I think she liked it, she thinks it sounds like Lady Gaga kinda.....I can hardly wait to see Lady Ga-Le-Gi's profile pic, that is if she makes one, should be interesting.....
Just finished reading a fantastic book everyone should read, however I must warn you it will hurt your heart and set your mind on fire! It's called Cape Fear Rising by Philip Gerard. It's a work of fiction loosely based on the 1898 Massacre that took place in Wilmington, NC. I strongly suggest every history major, teacher and buff read this book. If you have ever lived in Wilmington or live in Wilmington now, read this book! I can hardly wait til cooler weather so I can walk the streets of Wilmington and see the places mentioned in that book. Not to spoil the book but everyone knows Wilmington never really recovered from this tragic episode in her history.
Well I've got to go back out and work on my P.I.T.A. again! Have a great day and I catch up with you again later but for now, this is the way I see it!
First of all I would love to meet a certain Sen.Steele! Apparently he is so out of touch with reality that he has forgotten how long the U.S. has been in Afghanistan. He now has declared it is Obama's fault we are there! How stupid does he really believe the majority of the American people are? I mean come on even a first grader knows Obama has only been in office for 2 years and we have been in Afghanistan for the last 9 years! Really some people! And then I heard another dumb rumor that Obama had said he was tired of the US being first all the time. No that's not what he said! See how rumors get started? He said he was tired (as I am sure the rest of us are) of every time something goes wrong in this world the US has to be the FIRST to hand out money and assistance. He said and I quote "Let some of these other countries be first for a change." I agree. Do you?
Now on for the second thing I have to rant about tonight! I have spent the last 11 hours getting rid of some jackasses idea of "fun". Well finally it is over! So let this be a lesson to all! AV Anti Virus Protection is really Mal ware! and you need Old Timers Log to get rid of it along with my witch doctor instructions and a lot of luck. I think....
Any who it's over I won and I'm happy!!! So on to what's going on around here..... We drained the pool once again and have decided to level out the ground. Something we probably should have done first but for some unknown reason (hard headed) didn't want to give in and do it. So as I speak to you the Hubs and I have leveled half of the area and we only have 3inches of leveling on an incline left to do. Hope that made sense.... Any who we almost got it!
Got lots of relatives coming this week! So I have been cleaning up getting ready for the onslaught of beach goers! I hope they understand just because they are on vacation doesn't mean we are too! And another thing while you are here please be kind to our environment, if the oil spill doesn't stop our environment may be the only sea your grandchildren will have to enjoy!
OK OK I'm done with my soap box! lol So now on to a more sober thought. My dear friend is in DC today burying her soul mate. Although they were married not quite 5 years they were clearly soul mates forever. She is so young to be a widow so don't call her one! She hates that word. Widow it does sound so final. Like the door is shut and sealed forever and she can no longer come out into the world. He left behind 2 darling babies for her to raise alone. I know he is with her every day although she cannot see him he is with her now right by her side. I told her it was OK for her to talk to him everyday if she wanted. Hell I talk to my dead relatives everyday. I talk to Greg too. I still see him sometimes just as he was the last time we were happy together. I'm sure she still sees her husband too. So today a piece of my heart is with her. I hope you say a prayer for her too.
I was talking with a friend on my face book acct yesterday and I noticed she had spotted a black snake in her pool. Well if you know this lady you would know she is funny without having said a word! Can you imagine the dance she did when she tried to pick up the "stick"? Needless to say half of our side of the state of NC peed on themselves with laughter! She has been dying for a nickname so I gave her the nickname of Lady Ga-Le-Gi. Ga-le-gi is the Cherokee word for black snake in case you were wondering. Kinda fits her don't you think? Needless to say I think she liked it, she thinks it sounds like Lady Gaga kinda.....I can hardly wait to see Lady Ga-Le-Gi's profile pic, that is if she makes one, should be interesting.....
Just finished reading a fantastic book everyone should read, however I must warn you it will hurt your heart and set your mind on fire! It's called Cape Fear Rising by Philip Gerard. It's a work of fiction loosely based on the 1898 Massacre that took place in Wilmington, NC. I strongly suggest every history major, teacher and buff read this book. If you have ever lived in Wilmington or live in Wilmington now, read this book! I can hardly wait til cooler weather so I can walk the streets of Wilmington and see the places mentioned in that book. Not to spoil the book but everyone knows Wilmington never really recovered from this tragic episode in her history.
Well I've got to go back out and work on my P.I.T.A. again! Have a great day and I catch up with you again later but for now, this is the way I see it!
Friday, July 2, 2010
A Most Mystical Magical Place
Well my dears I has been quite a while since we last spoke so I guess I have quite a lot to tell you! So let me begin by telling you how sorry I am for not writing to you before now.
I had a recent visit from a very dear friend from Mississippi. She brought along her daughter and grandson. It is always a joy to take little ones to our favorite place on our Island. Even though we don't officially own the island we still like to refer to it as our Island. So our favorite spot on the entire island is The Point. The Point is located at the very tip of Topsail Island on the most southern end of Topsail Beach. You can't get there by car you have to walk the last mile or so. It can be very tough if you are not used to walking in the sand. I enjoy the walk as I never see the same thing twice.
This time we found an abundance of cockle shells and sand dollars. A few baby's ears and some other broken conch shells and of course the pebbles that can only be found here on our Island.
Takes a good hour just to walk the mile or so but that's OK it gives you a chance to check out shells and the birds that seem to follow us everywhere! So I always pack extra food for the birds and crabs we meet along the way.
We found out this year that sea gulls and crabs love Ritz crackers and nutter butters. Crabs will grab them and hold them in their claws til they are almost dissolved before they eat them but the sea gulls just swallow them whole. I remember one year we bought Cajun BBQ chips they were so hot no one could eat them so we decided to feed them to our friends the sea gulls. We got the biggest laugh watching them dip the chips in the water first and then eat them! It only took each bird once to figure out they had to be dipped in the water to "tame" the taste.
Having our latest guests down east for a visit was a true delight and we hope they can come again. A boy named Gavin had the most fun I think. He really seemed to enjoy himself especially when he was with his Uncle Billy. I understand he is still talking about his adventures as I write to you all and it has been several days since they left!
Gavin is a good sweet boy and a joy to have around! He told his mother that a 2 day visit was not long enough that next time he wanted to stay for 5 days and leave on the 6th day! Like I told the waitress the night before they left, a boy named Gavin can do everything but drive the car! He's that smart, yep he's going to go places that I'm sure. But for now he is busy making the Snook and a Hiedi Ho very proud not to mention his Sweet Aunt Donna too!
It is quiet around here again. It will remain that way until the next weekend when a Bird and her Rick arrive. And then once again we will pack up our tomato car and head out for our favorite place on the Island. The most wonderful place in the whole wide world, a magical place, The Point.
So my dears, remind me when you get here to tell you about our Island and all it has to offer. But most of all, remind me to take you to the end of our world, you are sure to like it! So until we speak again, this is the way I see it!
I had a recent visit from a very dear friend from Mississippi. She brought along her daughter and grandson. It is always a joy to take little ones to our favorite place on our Island. Even though we don't officially own the island we still like to refer to it as our Island. So our favorite spot on the entire island is The Point. The Point is located at the very tip of Topsail Island on the most southern end of Topsail Beach. You can't get there by car you have to walk the last mile or so. It can be very tough if you are not used to walking in the sand. I enjoy the walk as I never see the same thing twice.
This time we found an abundance of cockle shells and sand dollars. A few baby's ears and some other broken conch shells and of course the pebbles that can only be found here on our Island.
Takes a good hour just to walk the mile or so but that's OK it gives you a chance to check out shells and the birds that seem to follow us everywhere! So I always pack extra food for the birds and crabs we meet along the way.
We found out this year that sea gulls and crabs love Ritz crackers and nutter butters. Crabs will grab them and hold them in their claws til they are almost dissolved before they eat them but the sea gulls just swallow them whole. I remember one year we bought Cajun BBQ chips they were so hot no one could eat them so we decided to feed them to our friends the sea gulls. We got the biggest laugh watching them dip the chips in the water first and then eat them! It only took each bird once to figure out they had to be dipped in the water to "tame" the taste.
Having our latest guests down east for a visit was a true delight and we hope they can come again. A boy named Gavin had the most fun I think. He really seemed to enjoy himself especially when he was with his Uncle Billy. I understand he is still talking about his adventures as I write to you all and it has been several days since they left!
Gavin is a good sweet boy and a joy to have around! He told his mother that a 2 day visit was not long enough that next time he wanted to stay for 5 days and leave on the 6th day! Like I told the waitress the night before they left, a boy named Gavin can do everything but drive the car! He's that smart, yep he's going to go places that I'm sure. But for now he is busy making the Snook and a Hiedi Ho very proud not to mention his Sweet Aunt Donna too!
It is quiet around here again. It will remain that way until the next weekend when a Bird and her Rick arrive. And then once again we will pack up our tomato car and head out for our favorite place on the Island. The most wonderful place in the whole wide world, a magical place, The Point.
So my dears, remind me when you get here to tell you about our Island and all it has to offer. But most of all, remind me to take you to the end of our world, you are sure to like it! So until we speak again, this is the way I see it!
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