…I LOVE MY KIDS!
I don't embarrass them at all! ;-)
There, I feel better now.
Peace.
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…I don’t have one today, but since it’s “Happy Wednesday”, I’ll just tell you this:
A.)
Kayleigh and I found a nest with some beautiful blue eggs in it:
Then, we saw the Mommy bird:
And I proceeded to tell Kayleigh how I hope the Mommy bird will bring a worm for her eggs…
She just looked at me puzzled (the brunette side knowing that wasn’t quite right, but being my daughter, she couldn’t quite put her finger on why). :-) Then, I said, “No, she won’t bring a worm……it’s way too late in the day for her babies to eat!”
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B.)
Then,
Byron and I were sitting on the front porch admiring my newly planted flowers in my beloved flower pots. And I began to tell him how I was going to have to transplant the lavender since it was growing too tall and blocking the red geraniums!
And as I was going on and on about how I was going to move the offending lavender to the other side of the pot…behind the red geraniums….
Byron just got up from the rocking chair and:
TURNED THE FLOWER POTS AROUND!
Happy Wednesday! 
(And to those other Blondes out there - keep reading it, it will make sense eventually…)
Peace.
So, I got to spend some time at the Apple Store - with a Starbuck in my hand…so, all in all, a Happy Wednesday!
Here’s a cute joke in honor of the day:
A man was in his front yard mowing grass when his blonde female neighbor came out of the house and went straight to the mailbox.
She opened it, then slammed it shut and stormed back into the house.
A little later she came out of her house again, went to the mail box and, again, opened it and slammed it shut again. Angrily, back into the house she went!
As the man was getting ready to edge the lawn, she came out again, marched to the mail box, opened it and then slammed it closed harder than ever.
Puzzled by her actions, the man asked her, “Is something wrong?”
To which she replied, “There certainly is!…”
“My stupid computer keeps saying, ‘YOU’VE GOT MAIL!’”
HA HA!
That joke reminds me of when I used to use a PC…my Mac just gets me (I’m sure Apple would be thrilled with the endorsement!!).
Anyway, have a great one.
Peace.
So…
I mentioned in a former post (“If You Don’t Mind”) that I think there has been some talk of scanning my brain, and lately I’ve been obsessed (maybe I shouldn’t use that word when speaking of my brain….) - I’ve been somewhat obsessed, in a non-crazy way of course, with why I don’t think I want anyone to scan my brain!
Here a just a few, in no particular order:
- The other night I couldn’t sleep, even though it was very late - and I was driving myself crazy (because I’M NOT already there!)…anyway, I was going crazy because I couldn’t finish random Shakespearean quotes which I had memorized 20 years ago. So, after about an hour, I had Byron Google-ing things like “Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in its petty pace”…….or something like that - Because I couldn’t possibly sleep until I had completed the 5 or 6 quotes I couldn’t seem to recall.
- I can’t travel over long bridges without an an “all purpose escape tool” that breaks the windshield, cuts the seat belts, and even has a little flashlight.
- I’m a grown woman with a “blankie” - it used to be a lovely fur blanket, but now it more resembles a ratty old bathrobe! Still I would take it everywhere if I could…especially on trips….along with my “all purpose escape tool”!!
- I love a clean kitchen, especially wiping down surfaces - over and over…. But, I’ve been known to go into a clean kitchen to make a peanut butter sandwich, only 2 ingredients, yet when I walk out of said kitchen, it will look like a crime scene…pots and pans everywhere…crazy utensils….bottles with lids off…….. - and just shrug my shoulders when a family member asks, “WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED IN HERE!!”
- Some people think I have an unusual fear of clowns - But, it’s not true, I’m only terrified by the sub-human, demon clowns who live in the sewer system and just wait for me to wander off so they can…..well, actually, I’ll start crying uncontrollably if I continue. But, this is not abnormal like those people who are afraid of little chubby, happy clowns. Now that’s just plain nuts!!
- The sound of chewing can make me think bad bad thoughts and go to my bad place. (Just so you know!)
- I only like to do laundry in the middle of the night.
- I secretly like it when people call me Angela, but hate it when people who don’t know me well call me “Ang”.
- I think I have every illness in an episode of “House” - and sometimes I’m right!
- I have random knowledge of things I shouldn’t know like the lyrics to songs written before I was born and what medications it’s okay to mix (trust me, I’m not a doctor, but I have watched almost EVERY episode of “House” after all)!
- I tend to obsess about things……such as, what a scan of my brain would look like and how they would probably be so confused by it that they’d have to call in…someone just like Dr. House!
Just a little window into the colors in my world.
Peace.
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