Monday, October 17, 2011

Whazzup.

So much going on and I suddenly feel the urge to write about it all. First off, the daughter is getting married a week from Saturday, all the plans are in order, everything paid for, guests invited, all is set. I do not remember if I post photos of the where-abouts of the wedding. I need to go back and check..but it is a lovely historical park with antique buildings and we are pleased. the reception to follow is at a banquet hall and we will have a DJ and light show and all the trimmings and foods. Its a wonderful thing.

The worst thing that has happened in my absence...I lost my darling dog, Abby. I have grieved and grieved. I'm still grieving..she was my best kid! A puppy is in our immediate future and I will try to keep up with photos, etc.

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Most of you know there was NOT a grandbaby born, after all, a year or so ago..but there is a little one due on or about April 20th. Everything is going well. It is not my daughter's, but my son's and his long time girlfriend, Kimmie.


Bless all of you, my darling friends.


Abby, mommy will love you forever...

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Caylee's Law

What To Say to a Depressed Dog.

(from the May 2011 Atlantic Magazine; 'What's your Problem?' column, by Jeffrey Goldberg.)

question;
I recently had my dog neutered, and I swear he's mad at me. Before the neutering, he was the friendliest dog in the world. Now he keeps his distance and gives me, if I'm not mistaken, disapproving looks. How do I mitigate his anger?
B.C, Toronto, Canada



answer:
Dear B.C.,
You should explain to him, in a firm but empathetic tone, that his castration will reduce occurrences of undesirable sexually dimorphic behavior and testosterone-induced inflammation of the prostate, and will contribute other ancillary health benefits. Tell him you are confident that he will, in time, come to accept and even appreciate his new anatomy. Make it clear that he is not alone, and that he should continue to be honest and direct with you about his emotions. and if all this fails, remind him that he's a fucking dog.


Thursday, June 2, 2011

Turtles By My Toes

Who was it who said, "I'm back!!!"? I think it was Jack Nicholson in that horror film, whatzitsname..Anyway, good, bad or indifferent, I AM BACK!!

My blog will henceforth be known as LIZARD IN MY SHOE, TURTLE BY MY TOE. And this is why...first, I have been a busy little mama..planning a wedding, work hours increased, trying to read through a six volume series of books, trying to get enough sleep on which to function with any sort of accomplishment. Lotsa, lotsa stuff going on. But in the mornings, at the crack of dawn, I relax outside with a cup of coffee, a few slices of tomato and a bunch of wild turtles.

It started with a drought, a deep long, thirsty, earth cracking, grass killing drought. We noticed a box turtle lopping along, looking for a drink. We got out the hose, held it up to his beak and lo and behold, he drank. A lot. After a couple of days a second turtle showed up and we helped him quench his thirst, too. Then I, forever the mama to the world, decided they were hungry. i started with chunk of cantelope. He cautiously eyed it but hunger won out and he stretched his neck and took a bite of it from my fingers. That was the last of the melon so I switched to tomatoes; the little guy was in ecstasy. He mauwed that mater.

Okay, now here's the thing...he must have been able to communicate to his turtle homeboys because I now have four wild turtles crawling up my patio and to my green wicker rocker where I sit, tomato slices in a dish on my lap. They take turns stretching necks and eating out of my hand. Proof?? Photos, of course!







And last, my grass is not faring well but my plants are loving it!

Thursday, April 7, 2011

I'm in my private garden

Oh, you all are such wonderful and loyal friends. Trust me, I'm not gone for good. I'm simply taking time to revamp in my only little emotional garden.
I'll know I'm ready to 're-appear' when I begin to pick the flowers there..shouldnt be long..Ive begun to smell them already.

Thank you, my loves.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Our Week's Weather; or why I live in the South.

Feb 16, 2011
Dothan Weather Forecast (AL)




Clear


Humidity: 93%
Wind Speed: 3mph E
Barometer: 1027 mb
Dewpoint: 43°F
Heat Index: 45°F
Wind Chill: 43°F
Sunrise: 5:19 am MST
Sunset: 4:31 pm MST
Moon: Full Moon


Long Term Forecast


WEDNESDAY High: 70°F
Low: 45°F PARTLY CLOUDY. HIGHS AROUND 70. PATCHY FOG IN THE MORNING. EAST WINDS AROUND 5 MPH SHIFTING TO THE SOUTHEAST IN THE AFTERNOON. OVERNIGHT: MOSTLY CLEAR. LOWS 43 TO 46. AREAS OF FOG AFTER MIDNIGHT. SOUTHEAST WINDS AROUND 5 MPH.


THURSDAY High: 74°F
Low: 46°F MOSTLY SUNNY. HIGHS AROUND 74. AREAS OF FOG IN THE MORNING. SOUTH WINDS AROUND 10 MPH. OVERNIGHT: MOSTLY CLEAR. LOWS AROUND 46. SOUTH WINDS AROUND 5 MPH.


FRIDAY High: 76°F
Low: 49°F MOSTLY SUNNY. HIGHS AROUND 76. SOUTHWEST WINDS 5 TO 10 MPH. OVERNIGHT: PARTLY CLOUDY. LOWS AROUND 49.


SATURDAY High: 76°F
Low: 50°F PARTLY CLOUDY. HIGHS AROUND 76. OVERNIGHT: PARTLY CLOUDY. LOWS AROUND 50.


SUNDAY High: 74°F
Low: 52°F PARTLY CLOUDY. HIGHS AROUND 74. OVERNIGHT: PARTLY CLOUDY. LOWS AROUND 52.


MONDAY High: 76°F
Low: 56°F PARTLY CLOUDY. HIGHS 74 TO 77. OVERNIGHT: MOSTLY CLOUDY WITH A 20 PERCENT CHANCE OF SHOWERS. LOWS AROUND 56.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

JOIE DE VIVRE (or how beej is about to get her groove back.)

I need to get my act together. I've fallen into a rut of work, cooking, laundry, sleep and a few other basic life doings. I'm losing my joie de vivre and I don't like that one bit.

First a bit of bad news...we've lost our male lizard. He passed away earlier this week. I'd like to think that he died of a broken heart after his companion, Lucky, died not too long ago. But that idea might come from the romantic in me.

Now, the good news; my daughter Shannon is engaged to be married. it 'happened' a week ago today. I glanced out my window just in time to see her boyfriend, Clint, hold her hands as he went down on one knee. I saw him slip a ring on her finger and then lift her up into his arms and twirl her.

The happy couple:





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