Some Thoughts In The Car

We had the wonderful opportunity of spending the day with Reed's kids while he and Fleur (God bless their marriage!) rip out and rebuild their bathroom. The children arrived at 8:30-ish full of life and enthusiasm, all talking excitedly at once and bearing a brown bag half-full of candy. We were to enjoy them until 4:00 this afternoon and then transport them to Plainview to meet their other grandmother, Nana, in the back parking lot of the McDonald's to pass them off where they will spend the night tonight and return home tomorrow evening.

We watched the DVD, "Pretty Places" several times, discussed many things and enjoyed a couple of hours in my bedroom. The group gathered in the livingroom for a viewing of "Ice Age" and afterward Auntie Vicki took them to a lovely park/playground here called "Legacy Village" for an hour of play and a happy meal.

It was the trip to Plainview and the conversation we all had in the car that was most illuminating.

Next Halloween's costumes: Ellen/ "Mooow-sses" (Moses), Maggie/" Moses's mother, Mirium", Paul/ "the headless horseman".

On motherhood:
Ellen isn't getting married and is not having children but preferres to picture her future single, living with Nana, and owning a cat because:
1. "I don't like kissing"
2. "I don't want my tummie cut"
3. "Mommies have to change diapers and touch poo".

Maggie does plan to marry. Her thoughts:
1. "I LIKE kissing
2. "I don't mind changing diapers. I like stinky things."
3. "I like to smell my feet."

Paul:
"Motherhood is disgusting. I know because I've been around a lot longer than you girls. I have been around eight years."

Thoughts From the Rocking Chair

I have been overwhelmed lately with the things going on around us. It may be my age, but don't things seem to be moving too quickly?

Case in point. I am thinking about buying a Kendle. I am experiencing a lot of pain in both of my arms and I think reading would be a lot easier with a lighter load to hold. But, here's the dilemma. There is already a Kendle2. Should I just bite the bullet with the new model? When will old number 3 come around? Will I regret not waiting? See my point???

And, Why are we defining marriage? Ten years ago we all knew what marriage was. What is the big deal? But, I have also seen other things change their meaning: "gay" for example. And my most frustrating definition change: "thong". When I ask Harvey to go find my thongs everyone in the house groans. It is especially bad when I do that in front of Joshua's friends.....

I guess I'm just an old fart, but why are they showing "Porkys" on the classic movie channels? When it was made, "Porkys" was a movie only naughty people went to see. It doesn't exactly seem like it should be a "classic" movie. "Classic" movies are "Gone With the Wind" , or "Judgement at Nuremberg" not porno movies. But then, the boundaries of porno have shifted, too.

Oh, well...I guess I am just getting old. I can only wonder what the next 5 years will bring. Hope I will adapt.

What does this have to do with Miss Fisheyes? Nothing. It is just a really nifty picture. It makes me smile when things are whizzing by around me..

Dog Cross Breeds

I thought this was funny

• Airedale + Spaniel = Airiel, a dog that brings in good TV reception
• Basenji + Schipperke = Baserke, a dog that's mad about its owner
• Bloodhound + Labrador = Blabador, a dog that barks incessantly
• Bloodhound + Borzoi = Bloody Bore, a dog that's not much fun
• Bull Terrier + Shitzu = Bullshitz, a gregarious but unreliable breed
• Chihuahua + Whippet = Chiapet, order from TV ads; 3 for $19.95
• Cocker Spaniel + Rottweiller = Cockrot, the perfect puppy for that philandering ex-husband
• Collie + Lhasa Apso = Collapso, a dog that folds up for easy transport
• Collie + Malamute = Commute, a dog that travels to work
• Deerhound + Terrier = Derriere, a dog that's true to the end
• Great Pyrenees + Dachshund = Pyradachs, a puzzling breed
• Irish Water Spaniel + English Springer Spaniel = Irish Springer, a dog fresh and clean as a whistle
• Keeshond + Setter = Keester, you can't get this dog off its duff
• Kerry Blue Terrier + Skye Terrier = Blue Skye, a dog for visionaries
• Labrador Retriever + Curly Coated Retriever = Lab Coat Retriever, the choice of research scientists
• Malamute + Pointer = Moot Point, owned by....oh, well, it doesn't matter anyway
• Maltese + any other breed = Maltese Cross
• Newfoundland + Basset Hound = Newfound Asset Hound, a dog for financial advisors
• Pekingnese + Lhasa Apso = Peekasso, an abstract dog
• Pointer + Setter = Poinsetter, a traditional Christmas pet
• Smooth Fox Terrier + Chow Chow = Smooch, a dog who loves to kiss
• Spitz + Chow Chow = Spitz-Chow, a dog that throws up a lot
• Terrier + Bulldog = Terribull, a dog prone to awful mistakes
• Cocker Spaniel + Maltese = Cocktese

My Sweet Little Friend

When I think of dog lovers, Carrie Nelson Scanlan's name always pops into my mind. She really knew how to treat a dog.

As I age and spend more and more time sitting or even spending the day propped up in my bed I am having more quality time with my personal little friend, Mia. Greyhounds love their lap time. I spend many a night sleeping with little Mia laying on my lap under the covers. She makes a wonderful bed warmer. We recently bought her her very own bed which she uses for her naps when a lap is not available.

What brought this up (you might say). We watched "Marley and Me" last night with Josh. This movie is a real tear-jerker. Thankfully we were watching it in a pitch black room. As the heart strings were craftily pulled tighter and tighter all you could hear in the room was an occasional sniff. Harvey had a lot of trouble falling asleep, his little psyche bruised from the viewing.

All I can say is: Dogs are God's little gift that keeps on giving and giving. Mia, Lilly, Brother, Chester, Arthur, Newton, and all of their little cousins: Thank you!

Ahh, Art!!

I just wanted to share this very strange, but somewhat compelling picture of a piece of statuary I found while surfing the web yesterday.

I know that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and am a little bit tickled at the prospect of this particular artist ever making a sale. Do you think this might find a place as an art piece in the foyer of a progressive middle school? It just might take the gloss off of the more common images of intimacy they are constantly bombarded with.

I can imagine a young Romeo and Juliet standing where the couple in the photo are standing .

Just a thought.............

Well....It's Official

I know that this was an inevitable situation, but I am frankly shocked that I am old enough to have a grandchild graduating from High School. But, that is that, que sera-sera, and all that jazz.

I love my dear little grandson. He was my first and has a special place in my heart.

That being said, lets now discuss the other part of my post. I am as old as dirt!!

My joints are trashed, I am beginning to sag to a remarkable degree, and my mind loses more little gray cells every minute than I like to think about. I wonder happened while I was asleep last night. I woke up very,very old.

For those of you who think you are getting older: just wait. In a flash you, too, will realize just how fleeting this experience we call mortality really is. I clearly remember the day of my graduation and it seems like just a few years ago. It was...... a long time ago in a land far, far away.

The Five-Dollar Challenge

I saw this on a blog while I was fumbling around the web and thought it might be fun for some of us to do. Five dollars doesn't buy much these days. I guess we could get a footlong sandwich at Subway, but this is more fun.

The rules:

Projects must be done with things purchased at the dollar store and things around the house.

Projects must be completed before the end of the month.

Winner gets our undying appreciation.

Contests open to all blog readers.