Showing posts with label ABC Wednesday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ABC Wednesday. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Molly the Cat's ABC Wednesday Movie for the Letter F


Hello ABC Wednesday visitors! 

We're six weeks into the alphabet, so if this is your first time to the blog, welcome. My name is Molly the Cat, and I'm writing movie reviews for this ABCW round. The Missus Lady, one of my humans and the writer of this blog, is letting me try out my words. Nice of her, don't you think?

Missus Lady usually has two or three choices for me to pick from. Today's pick is one that the Missus Lady saw more than several years ago, way before my time. I chose it anyway because the Missus Lady liked it so much, and it introduced her to Gerard Butler. Purrrrrrr.

Dear Frankie (2004)

Setting: Greenock, Scotland

This is a story about a mother who loves her young son so much that she is willing to lie about his father.

Nine-year-old Frankie, his mom, Lizzie, and grandmother are constantly moving because they are running away from Frankie's abusive dad. But, Frankie doesn't know that his dad is a bad dude or that they're avoiding him. Frankie believes that his father is a merchant seaman, and the two write to each other on a regular basis. The truth is Frankie has been  corresponding with Lizzie who postmarks the imaginary dad letters from Glasgow.

Shortly after moving to Greenock, Frankie reads in the paper that the ship that his dad is on will be coming into port soon. Meeewwwwwww. Lizzie gets busy trying to find a seaman to pretend to be Frankie's dad. Enter Gerard Butler's character who Lizzie hires. Frankie meets him, and they instantly hit it off, to Lizzie's amazement and concern.

Will Lizzie and the stranger fall for each other? Will Frankie's dad find him? Will Frankie find out the truth about everything? And, how will he react?

Lots of unconditional love going on in this sweet story. Purrrrrrrrr.



A note from Su-sieee! Mac: Tis the letter B at ABC Wednesday. Click here to check out other F posts by cool bloggers from around the world. Maybe you'd like to link up to the meme. Thanks, ABCW team!

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Molly the Cat's ABC Wednesday Movie for the Letter E


Purrrrrrr.

I had a great day yesterday. The Missus Lady and Hero Man said it was my birthday and that I was seven (seven!) years old. I got extra petting, extra cooing, and extra time outside. I also caught a bird which I brought into the house. The Humans had no idea I found it until almost dinner time. Purrrrrrrr.

In honor of my bird day, I picked this movie for you this week.

The Eagle Huntress (2016)
 

Setting: The plains of Mongolia

This is a documentary about
Aisholpan, a 13 year old nomad girl, whose father is teaching her to be a golden eagle hunter. That is a very cherished profession in their culture, which is passed on from one generation to the next. Only the males can become eagle hunters, because, as it usually goes, females do not have what it takes to handle eagles while galloping on horses. Aisholpan's father, having no sons, was not going to let his profession die with him. Good for him!

From the start of her training, Aisholpan shows that she has what it takes. Purrrrrrrrr.

Every year the eagle hunters of all over meet for a friendly competition. 
Aisholpan enters it. Will the men let her compete? Will she freeze? Will she win? How does the father really feel about his daughter's skills and talent?

Hero Man and Missus Lady liked the movie. They did groan at the start when they saw the subtitles. They don't like subtitles that are printed too small or when the white print is shown on a light part of the film. That means Missus Lady reads the subtitles out loud because the print is too hard for Hero Man to read. As they got into the movie, which was fairly quickly, the Humans didn't seem to mind the subtitles anymore.





A note from Su-sieee! Mac: Click here to join Molly and me to read what others wrote about the letter E at ABC Wednesday. Maybe you'll want to link up with this weekly meme as well. Thanks, ABCW team!

Before you go, here's some cuteness from seven-year-old Molly.  That girl!



Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Molly the Cat's ABC Wednesday Movie for the Letter D


Gidget. The Flying Nun. Sybil. Norma Rae. Smokey and the Bandit. Murphy's Romance. Punchline. Where the Heart Is. Those are some of the TV shows and movies that starred, says Missus Lady, the spunky, good-hearted, awesomely talented, versatile, delightful Sally Field. They were all before my time. But, not this movie I'm talking about today. 

I love Sally Field. She's a cutie, a darling, and a sweetheart. Like me. Purrrrrrrrr.

Hello, My Name is Doris  (2016)

Setting: New York City
 

Doris is a 60-something single, never-been-married, woman who had been living with her mother for maybe most, if not all, of her life. The story opens with us learning that Doris's mom recently passed away and being encouraged by her brother, and indecently urged by the brother's wife, to downsize their mother's belongings, which Doris ignores. Good for her!

Doris has flights of fancy, so she sometimes gets caught looking weird and goofy. Doris has a crush on John, the new guy at work, who is about 25 or so years her junior. In one scene she's standing several feet in front of John, imagining that he's half naked and they're kissing deeply. She gets shaken from her daydream when John asks Doris if she's okay, because she's standing in a kissing pose with her eyes closed and mouth half open. That scene cracks me up every time I see or think about it. Mewwwww.

The movie is all about Doris finding ways, which are middle-school girl ones, to get John to notice her. Doris even goes to a nightclub at which the young crowd thinks she's the cat's meow. Someone asks her if she'll model for an album cover, or something like that. Doris also creates a fake Facebook account, helped by her best friend's granddaughter, and becomes friends with John. You know that's not going to end up well.

Missus Lady had several good-size belly laughs, which was good because Tiny Old Lady had gone to Heaven several months before we saw the movie. Hero Man also thought the movie was ha-ha funny. Tiny Old Lady would've enjoyed it, too. Purrrrrr.








A note from Su-sieee! Mac: The letter D is the theme for this week's ABC Wednesday. Click here to join Molly and me to read what others have written. Maybe you'll want to link up with the meme, too. Thanks, ABCW team!

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Molly the Cat's ABC Wednesday Movie for the Letter C


Missus Lady can watch a great romance story over and over. And over again. I don't know how many times she has watched the different versions of Pride and Prejudice and Jane Eyre. She always stops at Two Weeks Notice, with Sandra Bullock and Hugh Grant, when she's channel surfing and Hero Man is not sitting next to her. If he is, she grabs for the remote and flips to the movie during commercials.

Hero Man is fine with watching any movie once. But, he might think differently about this week's movie pick that they both enjoyed. It's another British film, by the way.

Cuban Fury (2014)

Settings: Office and dance floor, somewhere in England.

Bruce is 39 years old, shy, overweight, and unhappy, trudging from home to work to home day after day. At work he is hounded by his disgusting colleague Drew. If Bruce ever fought back, he would winMeeeeewwwwww!

Bruce used to be full of energy and spirit when he was a youngster. He was in fact a junior salsa dancing prince. He lived to salsa. Then one day, while he was in costume heading for a competition, he got beat up by a bunch of imbecilic boys.

Poor Bruce. That was the end of his salsa career. And, joy.

Back to the present. One day Bruce gets a new boss, Julia, who is a gorgeous, smart, and witty American. Bruce is in love. But he thinks he has no chance when creepy Drew tells him that he's going to have Julia. By chance (of course) Bruce learns that Julia loves to salsa

Out of shape, can Bruce salsa again? Can he win Julia's heart with his salsa? Can he feel joy again with salsa?

Bruce is played by Nick Frost, who is Simon Pegg's partner in a whole bunch of comedies, such as Paul, The World's End, and Hot Fuzz. Missus Lady thinks Mr. Frost is a teddy bear of a cutie. Both she and Hero Man loved the dance scenes and were impressed that Mr. Frost did his own dancing. Salsa music is fast-paced and long. A lot of constant movement going on. Very tiring. Meeewwwww. Prior to the shooting of the movie, Mr. Frost practiced salsa in the dance studio six to seven hours, five to six days a week, for seven months.  That's dedication!

The movie was based on an idea by the talented Mr. Frost. This was a fun and sweet movie. Purrrrrrrrrrr. 




A note from Su-sieee! Mac: Tis the letter B at ABC Wednesday. Click here to join Molly and me to read what others have written for the theme. Maybe you'll want to link up with it, too. Thanks, ABCW team!

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Molly the Cat's ABC Wednesday Movie for the Letter B


The Humans watch a lot of British black comedies because the Missus Lady loves the quick, dry wit of the British writers. They don't even have to try to be funny, she says.  I don't know what she means. Purrrrrrr. I hear no complaints from the Hero Man so he must think the same way.

The Legend of Barney Thomson (2015) 

Setting: In and around Glasgow

The Missus Lady says this film is wonderfully absurd. The main character is meek, bland barber Barney Thomson who has no customer service skills, so over the years he got pushed further into a corner where no customer wants to sit.

One evening after the barber shop closes, Barney and the manager have a heart to heart about woeful Barney that ends in an inadvertent push and shove, the manager dead, and a finally living large Barney. It was an accident so why didn't Barney quipppp just say so instead of hiding the body? Hero Man says if that was the case, there would be no movie.

Because the shop is shorthanded, Barney gets more customers. His confidence is boosted. Good. But, then Barney accidently kills another fellow barber and becomes the police's number one suspect. The police actually thinks Barney is a serial killer. Barney does his best to be one step ahead of the police.

The funniest lines, according to Missus Lady, belong to Emma Thompson who is purrrrrrrrty hilarious as Barney's way-out mum. She has no problems helping Barney dispose of the bodies, to Barney's misfortune. Here's an amuuusing fact: Ms. Thompson is a few years older than the actor who plays her son.

Cool cat Robert Carlyle, the actor who plays Rumpelstiltskin on Once Upon a Time, plays Barney. He also directed this movie. For a first-time director, he did quite well. The movie won the best feature film in the 2015 BAFTA Scotland Awards.




'A note from Su-sieee! Mac: Tis the letter B at ABC Wednesday. Click here to join Molly and me to read what others have written for the theme, and maybe link up, too. Thanks, ABCW team!

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Molly the Cat's ABC Wednesday Movie


The Humans in this household like to watch movies in the afternoon. Three or four times a week, they do. Their movies come in the mail in a red envelope. I like it when one comes because the Lady or the Hero Man holds up that something-red and announces gleefully, "We got a movie!"

I heard the Lady say that she has seen so many movies she can't remember one from the next. A couple times they got a movie that they've already seen. But they don't seem to mind.

The Hero Man lets the Lady choose the movies. She's purrrrrty even-handed, choosing a sci-fi movie for him for every girrrly movie for her. Both like comedies. Sometimes a movie ends and the Lady says, "That wasn't a comedy."

The Lady decided to do a movie theme for the new round of ABC Wednesday, even creating a list of movies she might write about. But she ran out of steam. "You do it, Molly," she said.

Mewwwwww. So I am. Here's my first pick. Purrrrrrr.


Albert Nobbs

Setting: A fancy hotel in Dublin during the late 1800s.

Albert Nobbs, a butler, pines to have a marriage like his good friend Hubert Page, the hotel painter.  So, Albert sets off courting Helen Dawes, the maid who is in love with Joe, the new boilerman and a big, gross bully. Albert is a reticent mousey-looking person compared to vibrant handsome Joe. Let's see, quiet vs. buzzy? Bland vs. ooh-la-la? Who will stand by Helen when she becomes pregnant?

A straight-forward story, you're probably thinking. Not at all. Adding to the complexity of the tale is this: Albert Nobbs is a woman who chose to pose as a man in order to be steadily employed. His friend Hubert is also a woman disguised as a man.

The movie is based on the novella The Singular Life of Albert Nobbs by George Moore.
It was directed by Rodrigo Garcia, coming out in 2011. Glenn Close played the part of Albert Noble, having first performed the role on stage in 1982. It took her about 30 years to get the stage play made into a movie. Ms. Close was purrrrrrrrrrty awesome. So were the other actors.



A note from Su-sieee! Mac: ABC Wednesday begins round 21 under the new administrator Melody and her new team. It also has a new home. Happy Trails, new ABCW team!  To check out the other participants writing about the letter A, along with linking up, if you're interested, click here


 

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Zetabetical


Zetabetical.

Cool word, huh?

I learned it this morning in the novel I'm currently reading, Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman.  Zetabetical. Google coughed up 39 results of the word, its earliest use in 2003.

In the novel, the protagonist, Eleanor,  organized the tins on her kitchen shelf in zetabetical oder.

Tins? The novel is set in Glasgow.

Zetabetical. From the statement, I take the word to mean alphabetical in reverse order. You know, starting with Z. It wasn't easy for me going backwards, as you can tell in my picture. Giggle.

Today marks the last day for the current ABC Wednesday team. Thank you Roger, Leslie, Joyce, Gattina, Di, Melody, Pheno, and Troy!

Next week, a new round begins under Melody, the new ABCW administer, and her team at a new address. For the next ABCW round, I shall go through the alphabet writing about movies I've seen. Yup.

I've almost forgot. Click here to check out more Z themed posts.

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

The Young Husband of Mine


Today the sweet Husband turns a young 6 times 11.

One, two, three, everyone— For he's a jolly good fellow. Happy Birthday to the Husband!!



We're at the letter Y on ABC Wednesday, which means this round is nearly over. Wowza! Click here to check out other participants this week. Thank you, ABCW team!


Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Xyst


Imagine: You are on a tree-lined avenue. You may be walking, driving, standing, or grandly sitting. The thoroughfare may be as rustic as pepper trees edging a private road or as sophisticated as a boulevard in sweet-smelling shadow of the flowering trees.

You are on a xyst. The word was coined in Ancient Rome to describe covered garden paths and tree-lined gardens. 

A word fanatic might disagree with my application of the word to our imagined tree-lined streets.

"Where is the garden?" that word fanatic might ask.

I would simply respond. "Look around you."

Giggle.

It's the letter X this week at ABC Wednesday. Check out the  meme hereThank you, ABCW team!


Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Wow!

WOW — Cosmos!
The first Cosmos to grow in our yard, as well as the first of the season.

The online Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines the word wow as "a striking success" when used as a noun and "to excite to enthusiastic admiration or approval" when used as a transitive verb. The noun has been around since the early 16th century while the verb usage was said to begin in the 1920s. Wow, huh?

Every day, I am wowed by the wow's happening on the once-the-front-lawn. Today's wows are all firsts on some sort.

WOW—Pompom Poppy!
Friend BB gave me seeds from her yard for the past three years.
This was the first year for them to pop out for me.

WOW—Sunflower!
This is the first sunflower of the season. The Husband and I first saw it this morning.
 
Wow is for the letter W, which is the theme for ABC Wednesday. Click here to see what bloggers from around the world have posted.  Merci beaucoup, ABCW team.



Wednesday, June 7, 2017

A Flowery View


Some of you dear readers may recall that the Husband and I stopped watering the lawn and bit by bit began pulling it out. The Husband has given me carte blanche to plant what I want where I want. He seems to be happy to do the grunt work such as digging holes, hauling, placing heavy plants where I say, and putting stuff in the green garbage can. He's such a sweetheart, the Husband is.

Today, I give you a peek of the view around our mailbox. The cosmos showed themselves over the weekend. It was a grand surprise. We had no idea what flower the feathery green stalks would be.

Below is the view looking from the house. The Mama kept the orange roses and pink daisies in pots. I chose to put them in the ground because they have a better chance of surviving.

Those are the last of the Spring poppies. Yesterday I pulled out a lot of old growth, throwing many of the seed pods back into the yard. Maybe poppies will show up again in late July.


By the way, if you want to see how the once-upon-a-time lawn has progressed, click here.

I think I have a hobby -- gardening.

It's the letter V at ABC Wednesday. Click here to check out other V-themed posts. Thanks, ABCW team!



Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Thank You, Uterus!


Am I allowed to say I’m a cancer survivor when I didn’t know I had cancer?

On the fifth of May, as I lay groggily in a hospital bed, the Husband relayed the good news to me from the Surgeon. “’The surgery was a success!’” the Surgeon said.  Cancer was found but it was noninvasive.”

Huh?

Last week, I went to my follow-up appointment with the Surgeon, who said again, with a big encouraging grin, “The surgery was a success!” He gave me a copy of my biopsy report, summing it as such: A benign tumor was found on the  layer of muscle tissue of the uterus wall and paratubal cysts were discovered on a fallopian tube. There were a lot of cancer cells, but they were all contained within my uterus. They had not yet embedded themselves into the uterus wall—the saving grace.

Several days later, my brain has begun to process it all.

I don’t understand it. How I got cancer. Was it because my womb, who really ought to have a name, didn’t get to carry life? I imagine my uterus was looking like Mrs. Havisham’s dining room with decades full of cobwebs and dust. Unlike Mrs. Havisham's place, my uterus did not reek of bitterness and sadness. Uterus was always cheerful and in the moment.
Dear Sweet Uterus,

Please know, Brave Uterus, how much I appreciated youI am very sorry that my body was unable to go the distance with you.

Gracias, Utero!

Merci, Utérus!

Danke, Gebarmutter!

Salamat, Matris!

Arigato, Shikyu!

Mahalo, Uterus!

Kumsumnida, Jagung!

Grazie, Utero!

Agyamanak unay kadakayo, Aanakan!

Many, many thanks, Uterus, for saving my life!

With the letter U, I am back to participating in ABC Wednesday. Thank you, ABCW Team! Click here to check out what bloggers around the world have written with the theme of U.


Wednesday, April 26, 2017

A Pause of Paws


Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. . . .

Molly the Cat stopped and quickly turned towards the sound of the noise.

She watched a big bear of a teenage boy running on the sidewalk across the street.

Where was Molly several minutes beforehand when a noise behind me caught my attention. I watched a young man roll down the street on his skateboard holding to the leash of his running big bear of a dog.

Mornings are wonderful around here.

It's the letter P today on ABC Wednesday. Click here to check what other bloggers from around the world are writing, por favore signoras e signores. Thanks, ABCW team!


Thursday, April 20, 2017

Okey-Dokey


"Tell me everything will be all right," I said to the Husband.

"Everything will be all right," he said.

I like to be reassured now and then.

Molly the Cat looked over at me. "Everything will be Okay, Lady." Purrrrrrrrrrr.



It's a day late for ABC Wednesday. Better late than never. Click here to check out the participants. Thanks, ABCW team! 

Oh, the theme this week is the letter O.
 

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Not.


I'm creating a structure at the sidewalk end of our front yard. Not a fence.

Just look at it. What creature could that evolving spiderness-of-a-something keep off our property?

Giggle. Hmmm, maybe that's something I ought not to giggle about.

I'm making this not-a-fence out of skinny branches of the fruit trees we pruned a few months ago, as well as from the second-time-with-The-Mama era. I'm not kidding. You can find all sizes of branches in our yard that I'd say were at last 10 years old. Some lie on the ground waiting for their time to become something helpful, such as the stakes holding up the boards that the Mama put around her flower and vegetable beds.

Have I digressed? Doesn't matter. :-)

That's my story for the letter N, this week's theme of ABC Wednesday. Click here to check out the participants from around the world. How cool is that? Thanks, ABCW team!




Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Keeping Out the Birdies and Kitties

Click here if you'd like to see how the former lawn has progressed.
From last Thursday to Monday morning, I've been playing in the front yard, changing more of the looks of the former lawn. You see, the weather predictors said that rain is a coming. (And it has!) So, of course, I needed to take advantage of the rain. I dug, hoed, and pulled patched of turf and sowed wildflower seeds. The Husband also got in the fun and dug holes for the Mama's roses that were getting nowhere anymore in their pots.


One of the dilemmas of creating flower plots in the front yard is trying to keep the birdies from eating the seeds and the kitties (not Molly the Cat) from turning the plots into their personal latrines.

No problem. The Mama taught me a good enough solution.

We took the branches that we pruned from the fruit trees last winter and criss-crossed them across the flower plots. Voici, voilå!


With sun, rain, and good fortune, all will be in bloom by the end of April.

It's ABC Wednesday time. Click here to check out what other participants are posting about the letter K. Thank you, ABCW team!



Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Just.


When I saw the episode of Grace and Frankie, an original Netflix series starring Jane Fonda and Lily Tomlin, in which Frankie (Lily) mentions her diary and Grace (Jane) responds with "Your bullshit diary where you write in the air?", I thought that's how I've mostly been blogging the last 11 months. Unlike Frankie, I mentally write the words.

Have you seen Grace and Frankie by the way? In a nutshell it's about two vibrant women in their 70s who suddenly become roommates because their husbands announced they are gay, been having a secret relationship with each other for years, and want a divorce from Grace and Frankie because so that they can married. A mouthful, huh?

The series revolve around Grace and Frankie coming to terms with suddenly being on their own after 30-40 years of marriage. It's also about the women becoming each other's main support, although they don't think much of each other's life style. Grace is an uptight former CEO of her own company while Frankie is an old hippie artist. There are also secondary stories about Bob (Grace's husband played by Martin Sheen) and Saul (Frankie's ex played by Sam Waterston), as well as the adult children of Grace and Bob and Frankie and Saul.  Another mouthful!

I love this show. The storyline. The subject matter—after all, how many TV shows feature older people in a not-so-schmaltzy way. The cast, wowza! One of the creators of the show is Marta Kauffman who also co-created Friends. Quality! And, lots of strong writing, I must add.

Okay. Enough about this show before I distract myself from my original intention of today's blog. If you want to know more about the series, check out the Grace and Frankie website or the Wikipedia article about the series.

My original intention? I began this post on Sunday. Today is Wednesday.

My original intention?

Focus, focus, Susie, my darling dear.

My original intention?

Just—in all senses of just—to let me know that I need to express. . .to articulate. . .to humor. . .to feel out loud what's inside my soul.

Just often sad.

That shall pass.

And, while it is passing, I shall do my best to write my thoughts via the keyboard rather than in the air.


It's ABC Wednesday. This was my J post. Click here to please check out other participants. Thank you ABCW Team!

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

The Ilocano Tribe

Su-sieee! Mac, 1985.
It's the letter I at ABC Wednesday. My contribution is an edited post that I originally published on April 10, 2013. To check out ABCW posts from bloggers around the world, please click here. Thanks ABCW Team!
In 1985, I spent several days camping in Havasu Canyon with the First Husband-to-be. Havasu Canyon, known for its gorgeous waterfalls that run down to the Colorado River, lies just outside of the western border of the Grand Canyon National Park. We stayed at the Havasu campground on the Havasupai Indian Reservation run by the Havasupai Tribe. (I have no idea if that's how it is today.)

Havasupai means people of the green blue water. And, yes, the pools of water were a spectacular green blue color when we were there.

To get to the campground back then, you either flew in on a helicopter or hiked the winding 10-mile trail down to the canyon floor.

I was (and still am) a slow walker, so the First Husband-to-be got to the campground office before me. The reservation was under my name so he and the office manager patiently waited for me to get there. The two men were talking when I entered the office. I immediately recognized the manager's voice. I had spoken to him over the phone a month earlier.

"Can you tell me if it will rain in April there?" I had asked.

"It's hard to say," the office manager had answered.

"Does it usually rain in April?" I had rephrased my question, thinking he didn't understand that I wanted a general idea of what the weather was like that time of year.

"Sometimes it rains. Sometimes it doesn't rain."

I had hung up from our conversation rather flustered. Years later, I realized how silly it was to ask about weather that has yet to happen.

"Hello," I said to the office manager, noticing that he looked at me oddly. I thought maybe I had something on my face.

Not much of a small talker, I got to the point. Pulling out my wallet, I asked, "How much do we pay?"

"Nothing," he said.

"Huh?"

"Nothing."

"You don't have a camping fee anymore?"

"For you, it's free."

"Free? Okay. Thank you."

"What tribe are you from?"

"Tribe?" I hesitated. The First Husband-to-be said later that he hoped I'd say 'The Ilocano tribe'.

"Uhm, I don't belong to any tribe. My parents are from the Philippines. They're Ilocanos."

The office manager looked disappointed.

"I don't mind paying," I said.

"That's okay," he said, shrugging. "We're all the same."

Thursday, March 2, 2017

Hole.


Is a hole only round? Can't it be oval, triangular, hectagonal, or another shape?

Must a hole be whole? A whole hole. Couldn't it be partial?

Is a hole always black? Not green? Purple? Rainbow? If it's white, could we see it?

Could a hole by holey? We just can't see the multiple holes in a hole.

Finally, could there be such a thing as a holy, holey whole hole?


Now that you've had your fill of holes, head over to ABC Wednesday, where I've parked my link. It's a fun weekly meme with wonderful bloggers from around the world. Thanks, ABCW team, for hosting the letter H. 

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

A Guy of a Cloud


Do you see the cloud's brow, nose, and slight grin? It looks like a male profile, so I'm calling the cloud Guy.

Hey, Guy!

I saw Guy this morning as the Husband and I drove over to Freedom to buy Molly the Cat her food and stuff. (Yes, the Husband was behind the wheel.)

Perfect timing, I say. The letter G is the theme of this week's ABC Wednesday. Click here to see what other bloggers have shared.  Thanks, ABCW team!