Monday, September 26, 2016


I've been a political news junkie for a long time and I've always found the presidential races to be most interesting and even exciting at times.  But this time around it is at a 10, a TEN I tell you ... on the political stress-o-meter.  EGADS!   All the dishonesty and corruption with any lack of accountability has been getting to me.

Big time.

I've been turning the news on and off all day today because it is just so tense feeling.

Anyway is about to begin.

Truly, may the best man win.

And I do mean man.

Yes can count me in as one of the adorable deplorables.  :)

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Oh M-U-R-P-H-Y-Y-Y-Y ...YOU!

 Photo composition of small boat floating over the ocean with a piano and stool falling off the sky. There is the legend: "Murphy's Law" "If it can go Wrong, it will !"
It can always be worse.  :)

It's been awhile since Murphy has taunted me with a visit.  You know who I mean.  "If anything can go wrong, it will go wrong."  That Murphy.  And I am not the least bit superstitious.  I love totally black cats and had one.  I purposely step on cracks and have intentionally walked under ladders.  Doesn't everyone?  No knocking on wood for me - thank you very much.  No throwing salt ...somewhere.  I broke my mirror last week, frustrating, but no alarm there.  A friend of mine always knocked or tried to knock on wood when she was afraid she'd jinx something.  That always amused me because I know she had a strong faith in God.  Sooo ...isn't God greater than any silly superstition?  Just asking?  or astrology for that matter?

But I digress.  :)

Back to Murphy and his visit today.

My car has badly needed a good washing for a month, at least.  I didn't take it to get washed because it was one of the things I wanted to do with the wee ones.  They always help with simple chores, but this summer I decided to give them additional, larger chores that they would need my assistance with.  And because the work was more involved, I was paying them.  I gave them both their own jar and then they could watch the money they earned fill the jars. Washing a car on a hot day is fun, but we never did get to it. 

So I finally decided to go to the car wash today.  "Wash, wax and rims, please."  It looked great!

The sun was out, shining brightly, as I walked into the store.  I wasn't inside 10 minutes when I looked outside only to see it had gotten cloudy, with a major downpour of cats and dogs ...kind of rain coming down, hard and fast.  The kind of rainstorm that would've cleaned the car.  Okay ...well it wouldn't wax or make the rims sparkle.

So, I commented to the clerk that Murphy was back again and explained why.  The humor of it didn't get past me but it must've really irked me because I mentioned it to two other people before I left.

Oh well ...DOUBLE WASH!!!  :) 

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Giggled Myself to Sleep :)

Last night, little 7 yr old W. stayed overnight for some Mum mum and W time.  In the wee hours of the morning I heard her fall out of bed.  She is a very restless sleeper, with her legs often kicking and it is not uncommon for her to fall onto the floor, especially if she is sleeping on the sofa.  And it is next to impossible to keep blankets on her.

Ha!  I let her sleep with me one night when she was 3 and through out the night she would seem to be running in her sleep ...on my side and I had to keep straightening her out.  Needless to say I did not sleep much that night.  :)

Anyway, I heard her get back into bed.  I turned the computer off and went to check on her.  I was still acclimating from bright computer screen to very low light where she was sleeping. I lovingly placed the small, soft light blanket on her and then because the fan was on, I also added the Dalmatian blanket over the 1st one.

I wanted to gently stroke her face but it must've tickled her because she got a little fussy.  So I decided to pat her head ...except instead, my hand landed on a satin material.  Momentarily perplexed, I felt her again and realized that when she got back into bed she put her feet and her backside onto her pillow.

So then ...I not only lovingly covered her face with one blanket, but two blankets.  Oh no!  So I pulled them back off and got her head back onto the pillow, recovered her and then gently caressed her little face, followed with a kiss to her head.

But then I couldn't leave the room fast enough because I was going to laugh out loud.

Talk about smothering a child with love!

I woke Mr SeaSpray up just so I could tell him.  He didn't seem to appreciate that so much.  He mumbled something about being tired.  Go figure.  :)

THANKFULLY I didn't leave her with two blankets completely covering her face and then some.

Obviously she was alright, thus I couldn't help intermittently giggling about it, with heaving shoulders,  until I fell asleep.   Okay ...just the image of me carefully covering her face and all, while gently tucking the blankets over what I thought were her shoulders and just below her face.  :) :) :)

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Oh ...the IRONY


This would be hilarious Saturday Night Live kind of hilarious ...if it wasn't so ALARMING.    Seriously - HE (the VICE PRESIDENT of the United States) POINTS OUT the guy and TELLS THE CROWD and the WORLD that THE GUY with OUR NUCLEAR CODES IS ALWAYS WITH HIM.  Gee, I wonder what the news agencies would do if Trump revealed this NUCLEAR CODE guy information to the world?  TV's everywhere would would burst into flames due to the extreme 24/7 overload at the shock and horror of it all.  Oh and his candidacy would be history.

WOW.  Just ...WOW.

Friday, August 12, 2016

OOPS! and Other Thoughts

 For a change I got totally engrossed in actually writing a blog post much so, that I totally forgot to remove my green commando looking "beauty" mud mask from my face.  It should only be on for about 10 - 15 minutes.  Egads!  I really hope that I don't wake up looking like one big zit for a face.  A-n-d ...after 2 hours of writing ...I once again have changed my mind about posting any of it.  What is wrong with me that I am not following through with posting anything I write?

I think one problem is that I feel guilty or something, for writing about my stuff when so many serious things are going on in the world.  The news is just awful for so many reasons - seemingly everywhere.  I guess I feel that anything I write is superficial by comparison.  And I don't think anyone is interested in anything I have to write about anyway.  And also ...I begin my day with a cup of coffee and reading the Drudge Report.  But when I began blogging, I used to go right to blogging.  But now I read drudge and then I listen to streaming political radio and or podcasts from alternate news sources because you get so much more info vs TV news, for the most part, anyway.  And I feel like the the news, with so much disturbing information, just sucks the joie de vivre right out of me.  Hence ...goodbye creativity.  Hello seemingly permanent, distracting undercurrent of anxiety over things I have no control over.  Well ...something like that, anyway.

But maybe I am overthinking this.  Maybe I shouldn't care what others think.  I used to say that I was writing for myself and I was. But I also very much enjoyed the camaraderie with some nice fellow bloggers.  It really helped me through some tough times.  Writing was not only fun but also cathartic.  And I have always felt compelled to write something ...on napkins, in notebooks or sheets of paper.  I've heard it said that if you think about writing then you are a writer.  Now I don't know if that is true but it has always been a passion within me.  And it would come out in different ways over the years.  But when I discovered blogging ... well I just thought it was the best hobby ever.  :)

Thursday, July 7, 2016

I'm Still Laughing :)

 shocked cat

Gee Whiz!  There's nothing like giving your son's girlfriend a great second impression of yourself.  Thankfully, I have a good sense of humor.  :)

So ...what happened you ask?

This past Sunday, as I walked out of the bedroom to go into the bathroom, I was thinking about the next day's barbecue and pondering whether I should shop or clean first.  I was in my nightgown, not wearing any makeup and my hair wasn't even brushed yet.  No one was home when I had gotten my first cup of coffee and I didn't know that anyone had come in since then.

But as I was about to turn into the bathroom I happened to casually look up ...which is when I saw her standing there and looking at me.  It didn't really register that it was her but just that someone was standing there when I didn't expect it ...which scared me.

 So in a lightening fast, startled response, I simultaneously jumped and screamed ...loudly.  I scared her so much that she jumped and screamed too.  I still laugh about it every time I think about it.  It was embarrassing but I am sharing this little story because humor trumps embarrassment.  :)

Fortunately, son told me she was laughing about it even after they left.  :)

Thursday, June 23, 2016

NOT AGAIN!!! ???

Okay ...I admit it ...I am obsessing a bit ...okay ...a fair amount ...more than I want to.  Heck, I don't want to obsess at all but is it even possible?  Well sure it is possible.  But is it likely?  I mean seriously ...WHAT are the odds that it would happen THREE times?  I am going to ignore it.  I am.  But I have to vent.  I am not going to the ER.  I am not.  I don't even have time to do that.  So I will not.  No ...instead I will obsessively check it.  Because we all know that obsessively checking will make it not so.  Right?  Of course the other two times I didn't go right away either.  But this time I guess I just feel like ...seriously likely is it that I could have been bitten by a bat ...again?

This wasn't even on my radar - no pun intended.  I am talking about bats and bat bites.  I am used to them always flying around here at dusk and so I don't even think about them and I garden until about that time or a bit later.  Tonight I stayed out a longer because I was trying to finish a project.  I really haven't even thought about bats in a long time.  But when I came in to get washed up tonight, I noticed the two little perfectly symmetrical puncture marks and and then a little scratch a few inches from that.  I wasn't gardening in anything sharp or in anything.  I hung a plant off a very full tree and I planted flowers near other taller plants.  I think I leaned over a full vine plant but I didn't touch it.  And I never noticed anything fluttering near me.

I had the first rabies series in October, 1999 and with the second bat bite I got booster vaccines in July, 2014.  I wrote posts about it all in 2014.  So, I am not going to rehash that all over again.  I am going to sign off now, and look at the puncture holes with the magnifying glass.  Maybe I will take a picture again.  But I am not going to obsess.  Just saying.  ;)

Why do these darn punctures have to be so perfectly symmetrical fangs?

That was a rhetorical question.

Sort of.

Besides ...since I had the rabies series and then boosters the second time, in 2014 ...I would think I am covered bat proof or something.  Yeah ...I'm going with that.  Bat proof.