Monday, September 4, 2017
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Come See the Strange Thing!
Posters called out to the Husband and me once upon a time at the county fair.
Only a Dollar!
How could we resist?
We walked up to the counter, plunked down our two bucks, and entered the tent.
Pictures and articles were plastered on the wall. I didn't want to read. I wanted instant gratification. Where is the Strange Thing!?
Then. . . . Eeeeeeeeeeeew!
On display was a shriveled up something that looked like a dried up armadillo. Yuck. The Strange Thing! was said to be a blood-sucking creature called a chupacabra.
Was it real? Qué sera, sera? The Internet mostly says the chupacabra is an urban legend, but that doesn't keep the curious from conducting field research.
Years later the Husband and I crack up whenever one of us brings up The Strange Thing! Have we learned our lesson? Will we plunk down hard-earned cash to see the next Strange Thing! at a county fair? Qué sera, sera?
By the way, we have our own little strange thing sitting on the kitchen window ledge. (Did you think I'd ever get to that?) It's definitely for real, our strange thing is. It's a citron, a kind of lemon, which also goes by the name of Buddha's Hand.
Don't let the photo fool you about its size. It's nearly three inches long and two-and-a-half inches high. Pretty strange, but kind of cute. Giggle.
Hooking up with Our World Tuesday. Click here to check out other participants. Thank you, OWT hosts!
Thursday, March 2, 2017
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, November 2, 2016
Once upon a time when I was young, I needed to have a car insurance adjuster give me an estimate on the damage done to the car I was driving at the time. I no longer recall what the damage was and how the car got damaged, which makes me think that some one thumped or scraped the car in a parking lot and drove away. Or, something similar that made a big enough of a dent for the Daddy to tell me to take it into an insurance office so that I can get it fixed. Immediately.
At the time I was a big girl working and living in San Francisco. Whoo-hooo!
Very responsible I was, this big girl that I was. I even knew where to take the car, without looking it up in the phone book. Remember that book?
Early one Saturday morning, a friend and I drove over to the State Farm Insurance Office near a mall south of the City. Easy peasy. I went into the office and told a guy what I needed. He picked up a clipboard, and, leading me back outside, asked, "Do you have your insurance card?"
"It's in the glove compartment."
"You get it while I take a look at the damage."
No problem, which was the motto of this big girl that I was.
I sat in the passenger's seat and opened the glove compartment. A whole bunch of stuff came tumbling out. And, sitting right on top of all that stuff were a couple of tampons.
The friend didn't think it was funny at all. "Sue!" She was quite embarrassed when the insurance guy was suddenly behind her.
"Here it is," I said, stuffing everything back into the glove compartment and shutting the door. Snap. I like to remember the snap as a nice devil-may-care snap. Snap.
"You know we're State Farm Insurance?" asked the insurance guy.
He handed me back the insurance card. "You're with Farmer's Insurance."
It's the letter Q at ABC Wednesday. Q-dedicated posts (or should I say dedicated Q posts?) are especially tough for me. For that matter, so are the other 25 letters of the alphabet. Click here to check out other Q posts by ABCW participants. Join in, too, if you like.
Thanks, ABCW team!
Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Just kidding around.
Just feeling like a kid again.
Just who do you think you're kidding?
Just a punk kid.
What's just that, kid?
Just a new kid on the block.
Just saying, "Hi, Kid!"
The kid just said, "Bleeeet."
Just handle with kid gloves. Handle just with kid gloves. Handle with just kid gloves. Handle with kid gloves—just.
What are ya? Just some kind of whiz kid?
Just kidding aside.
Yup. I drew a picture of just how I recall my small barefoot kid self.
J is this week's letter for ABC Wednesday. Click here to read other J-themed posts by blogger from around the world. Thank you, ABCW team!!
P. S. Uhm, I thought this week was the letter K. Like how I just barely put the post back on the right track?
Wednesday, September 7, 2016
What do the I's have?
I don't know.
The idiom just came to me. So, let me go look it up. . . .
Oh, it's not the I's, but rather the ayes. Now, that makes sense. The ayes have it. In other words, the majority of people who voted in favor of something won. Okey-dokey.
Pondering and writing about that idiom interrupted my original intention for this post. The thought started the other night. What came first: Ink or inkling?
Did someone have an inkling and needed ink for her pen to write about it? Or, perhaps, hmmm, she spilled ink on herself because someone surprised her by whispering in her ear. She stood up quickly, saying with much irritation to that person, "Inkling!" She was too polite to swear, you see.
This morning, while the Husband and I sat not impatiently in the doctor's office (simply a routine visit for the Husband), I wondered what came first: Imp or impossible? And, Id or idiot?
The inspiration for today's post is ABC Wednesday and the letter (wait for it) I. To check out other I-themed posts, click here. Thank you ABCW team!
Monday, August 15, 2016
I think it is made from sheep, because that's the artisanal stuff we bought at the independent, natural goodness supermarket in Santa Cruz last week.
I forget that cow's milk isn't the only source for cheese until I eat cheese that's made from other animals. Maybe if I'd been more careful, I could've found the good ricotta made from cow.
For breakfast I ate a peanut butter-ricotta-honey sandwich. As I chewed, I thought of sheep, their wool, their face, and their hooves. I recalled the Warner Brothers cartoon in which the wolf wore sheep's clothing to get closer to the sheep. The sheepdog always beat the wolf at his game. Of course. The funniest part about the cartoon was the end when both the sheepdog and wolf clocked out of their work shift and said, "See you tomorrow."
Molly the Cat came mewing to see what I had for breakfast. She likes cheese, too. I gave her a pinch of the ricotta from my sandwich. Sniff, sniff. She walked away.
Not too soon after Molly left, I picked the cheese out of my sandwich. There's only so much sheep whey my taste buds and stomach can handle.
Don't even get me talking about lamb. Shudder.
P.S. That's an old photo of Missy Molly by Golly. I like to think that's what she thought of the ricotta this morning.
Sunday, July 3, 2016
- I woke up this morning to Janis Joplin singing Me and Bobby Mcgee. . . . "Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose. . ."
- I've soaked six of the Mama's bittermelon seeds and will put them into the ground on Tuesday. The Mama started seeds in late March to plant in early May. Maybe it's too late for the seeds to take. Maybe not.
- My To Do lists keep multiplying.
- Yesterday I got three boxes full of river rocks that a lovely woman in town was giving away. Her sister picked up the rocks from our local river bed. The boxes are still in the trunk. Have no idea yet what I shall do with them
- The Husband and I wandered around the motorcycle rally in town, listening to the bands and watching the crowds. Vrrroom-vrooom.
Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Old age realizes the dreams of youth: look at Dean Swift; in his youth he built an asylum for the insane, in his old age he was himself an inmate.
~ Soren Kierkegaard
When I was a youth, I dreamt of hiking mountains, pedaling bicycles, paddling boats, crafting words for a living, seeing wondrous sights, traveling to distant lands, hanging out with great friends, and sharing life with an honest, respectful, kindly, compassionate, intelligent, and funny gentle man.
I have realized, and continue to realize, my youthful dreams. How about you?
I have realized, and continue to realize, my youthful dreams. How about you?
Youth has no age.
~ Pablo Picasso
It's the letter Y at ABC Wednesday. Click here to read other Y posts and/or to join in at the fun weekly meme.
Monday, June 27, 2016
Last night, Molly the Cat plopped in front of me and stretched as far as she could.
"You will do no more computer work," Molly said, thumping her tail on the keyboard whenever I reached for it. "None what so ever."
The Husband and I were gone the whole day, playing with friends at the coast. It was a kayaking adventure, perfect for the hot summer day. Not to worry, the Husband and Gerry the Pacemaker stayed ashore. Once the Husband can handle it, I have plans for us to go kayaking.
Molly the Cat simply has to get used to us going out, and I have to get used to her cutting me off from the computer on those going-out days.
Today, I'm linking up at Seasons, a weekly meme hosted by Jeanette of St Germain's Blog. Click here to join in (which is open until Wednesday) or to read other posts.
Saturday, March 5, 2016
It's time to get back into the swing of participating in Teresa's Friday photo hunt meme at her blog, Eden Hills. This week the hunt was for photos interpreting the letter J, week's favorite, and a cuppa.
A Cuppa Joe
I drank a sweet, amazing cup of mocha this afternoon, the first taste of coffee in more than three weeks. As I sipped my personality quickly changed to big smiles, floating contentment, and yakity-yak. Ahhhhhhh.
If some of you are wondering, I'm still on my No-this, No-that food program. After 16 days, I'm allowing myself a treat now and then. So, while we were doing our Saturday errands, the Husband and I stopped at our favorite cafe, Vertigo Coffee, in San Juan Bautista. The above photo isn't of today's wonderful creations by Ryan, but of the amazing mocha's that we had on my birthday in December. If you're ever in San Juan Bautista or passing through the area, check out Vertigo Coffee. The cafe also serves delicious artisanal sandwiches and pizzas.
My Week's Favorite
I took this photo a couple weeks ago at twilight, while the Husband was driving us home. I trashed its jpg two weeks ago, too. The other day, while looking for a computer file I inadvertently trashed, I came across the image and thought, will gee, that looks kinda cool. So I pulled it out of the trashcan and played with it in Photoshop until I got what you see.
If you've visited my other blog, Take 25 to Hollister yesterday, you may have seen it already. That's how much I like this photo. :-)
That's it for me. Now, go check out the other participants in the Eden Hills Friday's Hunt. If you'd like to participate this week, you have until tomorrow evening to enter.
Thursday, March 3, 2016
Last month, while I had Gone Reading, I came across the drawing I made in first grade that started me on my path of fear of drawing, painting, and doing anything in the fine arts.
"Make the calves touch the ground," wrote First Grade Teacher. She even drew an example of a calf on the ground on my drawing. Sigh.
Many moons later, I realize that First Grade Teacher was merely doing her job to make sure I knew that cows belonged on the ground and not in air. Teacher did give me an A for the assignment after all. But, it would've been nice if she had also written something like "You have a wonderful imagination, Susie." Or, "The cows look happy in the air. How would they look standing on the ground?"
Three or four years ago, I began to embrace art. To simply draw, paint, make collages, and whatever I feel like trying. The more I do, the less time I stay in a frozen-in-fear mode at the start of a project.
Better late than never, right?
I love my first grade drawing. Today, I noticed that the cows are smiling. Giggle.
I'm linking up with Warm Heart Wednesday and Creative Every Day. I hope you check out some of the other participants at both memes.
Sunday, January 24, 2016
Did you ever see the movie Up, the animated movie about the old man who ran away by tying balloons to his house and flew to a waterfall in South America? He and his companion, a stowaway Cub Scout, met a mechanical dog by the waterfall. The very intelligent speaking dog got sidetracked every so often by squirrels and when he thought he saw one, he'd suddenly turn and say, "Squirrel!" Well, that's me.
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
Boing! Boing! Boing!
Its boingness is more so since I only drink it now and then. Boing! Boing! Boing!
Yesterday was my day of Boing! I brewed coffee for the Mama, the Husband, and me to sip as we ate old-fashioned doughnuts. Yummmmmmm. Boing!
It's the letter B on ABC Wednesday, the weekly meme started by Mrs. Denise Nesbitt and continued today by Roger Green and his ABC Wednesday team. Click here to participate and/or to check out other participants.
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Ilocano is the Mama's primary language. It was the Daddy's as well. Ilocano is one of the languages of the Philippines. I'm one of those second-generation people who can understand their parents' primary language proficiently but is a doofus when it comes to speaking it. I don't even think I spoke it before I went to school, which was probably because the Only and Older Brother was already in school when I came along.
Because we've lived with the Mama for over 12 years, I've gained back much of my comprehension skills. It's a good thing. As the Mama has gotten older, she is speaking more in Ilocano without realizing it. Her hearing is pretty bad, which has me thinking that a lot of the time English sounds like jibber jabber to her. I've started using a word or two of Ilocano, when I can think of it. Of course, my Ilocano also sounds like jibber jabber to her.
Doesn't matter. Broken Ilocano talk, here I am.
Adda iti kayat mo? Is there anything you want?
Ado. A lot.
Today ABC Wednesday starts Round 18, which begins my third round with the meme. Whooo-hooo! This cool meme was started by Mrs. Denise Nesbitt and continues today under the helm of Roger Green and his ABCW team. Thank you! If you'd like to participate and/or check other participants, please click here.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
One of the things Molly the Cat likes to check out when she goes out to the backyard is a bucket full of water that sits next to the patio. I wonder if she sees what I see in the bucket.
Today I'm participating in Our World Tuesday. Click here to join in and/or to see what's going in other parts of the world.
Thursday, January 7, 2016
The Husband and I made a special trip to Monterey last week so I could spend the birthday money the Mama gave me for someting pretty to wear. I was hoping to find a new top or two in Macy's. No such luck. Nearly everything was made out of flimsy, slick-like fabric. It reminded me of polyester from the 1960s and 1970s. The few things that I did like were too expensive even at 50% off. For instance, I saw a bohemian (aka hippie) style tunic that was cute, but at the original price of $200+, no thank you. I checked out a couple of other women's apparel shops in the mall. Zilch.
About two hours later, I met the Husband at our meeting spot. We sat on a bench and enjoyed the warmth of the day for a long while before we headed back into Macy's to buy us some bed sheets. We found a package of 700 thread count sheets for half off, about $60. A great deal. The cashier made it even a better bargain by giving us an extra 10% from a newspaper advertisement. "Thank you," I said, "That's kind of you."
"I like deals, too," she said.
Our transaction was interrupted when the younger clerk beside her asked for help. She was new on the job and didn't know how to handle a grumpy customer's request. Our clerk resolved the problem easily, putting both the customer and novice clerk at ease. She turned back to us. "Thank you for your patience."
"No problem," the Husband and I said. It truly wasn't. I actually thought the other customer's transaction was interesting and wouldn't have minded following the clerk to the store's dock where she would fetch the appropriate item for the customer. The Husband told me later that he was surprised to hear there was a dock and would've liked to have seen it, too.
"You two have a lot of love," the clerk said, pointing her finger from me to the Husband. "I saw it immediately."
"We've been together for over 20 years," said the Husband.
"Thank you," I said. I didn't know what she meant, but I loved it. I was certainly glad that we drove to Monterey that day.
I'm hooking up with the warm-hearted Jenny Matlock's Warm Wednesday meme. Click here to check out other warm-hearted tales, as well as to join in if you like.
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Saturday, December 26, 2015
“Society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in.”
~Anonymous, Greek proverb
I read that Greek proverb this morning on Facebook. It reminded me of the Daddy when he planted peach, pear, apple, persimmon, cherry and fig saplings around the backyard of his and Mama's house. "These trees are for the grandchildren," he said. I recall thinking how lucky those kids would be to climb the trees. The Mama moved before the Only and Older Brothers' kids were old enough to try them out. I like to think that other kids did.
The proverb also had me thinking of the Mama and her wonder of planting the apricot and avocado seeds from the fruit that we've harvested from her trees. This year two of the second generation apricot trees bore fruit. I have no doubt that all the other apricot and avocado trees will do the same one day. It'll be one crazy fruit forest out in the backyard when the trees grow up.
I love that my parents are among the people in the world who have the heart and vision to plant trees for the future. I shall continue on the tradition.
Heart Warm Wednesday is a new weekly meme hosted by the kind-hearted Jenny Matlock. Click here to read posts by other participants. There's still time to link up, it you'd like.