Twitterpated, Caffeinated, Animated

I’d love to One-Line, but I cannot. I’m all aflutter and so wish to dish with you today, but I cannot.

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Instead I must hurl random information into this box.

Someone bought the abandoned house next door, and they’ve put a new roof on it, cleared the yard, and got rid of the doghouse I think Skunk inhabited. I do wonder about Skunk’s well-being, but I hope she made a home farther from my dog. I definitely wouldn’t name our local skunk Flower, I’m just sayin.

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Perhaps she is Possum’s neighbor now, somewhere near the end of the street. Maybe it’s like Hundred Acre Wood over here, I dunno. If I see a yellow bear in a red shirt, I’ll let you know, and I’ll definitely try to get a pic.

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My parents, who live in Florida, just vacationed in Florida. I don’t know why this is so funny to me, but it is. Plenty of people here in Indiana vacation nearby, particularly where there’s water, but because it’s Florida it cracks me up. Is this funny to anyone else? They had a wonderful time and that’s what matters, but still there’s this voice in my head like when you live in florida, where do you vacation? why, other florida, of course! 

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I may be slap-happy because I’m all aflutter and I am sleep-deprived. Picking up kids from late events every night is not as awful as dropping them off in the wee hours of the morning, but The Mister and I still find ourselves yawning and rubbing our eyes a lot lately.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“I’m so tired.”
“I’m so tired, too.”
We also fall into the category of people who say things like, “It’s only Wednesday?” Monday wasn’t only two days ago, it was also two days long. And Tuesday seemed eternal.

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I’d nap, but I’m too fidgety.

Also, since I dreamt of an ice cold fountain Coke last night, I went and got one today. I wanted the reward for five days of soda sobriety to come in the form of an ice cold fountain Coke and I made it happen. I made a dream come true!

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Sometimes I tra-la-la just like that, but today I’m going to clean. I’m going to clean and clean and clean and if I run out of things to clean, I will organi– no, wait, I have kids. I’m good.

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How’s your Wednesday? Can you believe it’s only Wednesday?

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It’s No Time For Should

It’s sunny and it’s supposed to get up to 60° today. Let me tell you what I should do. I should go out and work in my yard. I need to peel back the winter blankets, spray errrything with Wet It & Forget It, and pick up an entire forest of twigs and branches.

Yeah, I’m not gonna do any of that today.

The daffodils approve and the tulips are open to the idea.

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Happy Friday Everyone!

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SoCS — Mon This, Mon That

Mon Dieu.
That’s when I say mon the most. I bet I write mon the most for Monday.  Mondays make for a dull topic unless something seriously terrible happens, like you rip your inseams on a filing cabinet or leave your trunk open all day. Everyone knows what Mondays are like.

Saturdays are decidedly not Mondays, because if we had Stream of Consciousness Monday it would be a lot of people writing about how they don’t want to get up, how the weekend went by too fast, and my husband’s favorite, “Why God?!? Why?!?”

Money is a frequent mon of mon, too, which has a lot to do with Monday mornings.

Might be runnin outta mons, since I don’t have mono, or wear a monocle, or monitor monkeys monthly.

Mon Dieu. C’est Finis.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday — SoCS ‘mon’ is brought to you by LindaGHill
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One-Liner Wednesday — Relics

Within the span of a few weeks, I taught one person how to untangle a standard phone cord, and another person asked me, “How do the old phones still work? Don’t they need power?”

Maybe when they’re my age, younger people will ask them what wi-fi was, or if they’re old enough to remember something called a phone charger. They’ll likely experience the same pause, and then realize: why would they know that?

 

 

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An Umbrella for Tuesday

Thunderstorms here today, pouring rain all day. Not the best for driving, especially for me. I’ve already made one trip out of the house and I will make three more, going six places total. I’m pretty hyped about the sunrise, cause LIGHT. I have no idea what Tuesday has in store for me, but last Tuesday was good, so let’s recap that, get a good Tuesday mood flowin.

First of all, it was spring break, so I woke around 9 and lingered in bed until almost 10. No one else was up, so I went to the living room and finished a book. Around noon, The Mister called and we spoke for some time. I got a good news email. Moo got up and we had cuddles. Then we planned the menu and made the grocery list.

Carrie Rubin’s new book came out, so I ordered that and had it sent to Moo’s Kindle. Moo couldn’t find her Kindle. I told her to bring me her phone and laptop until she found her Kindle. She brought her phone and laptop to me and within minutes, returned with her Kindle.
Pro Mom Tip: Your kids can use their eyes for real life if you remove distractions.

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I was slightly perturbed that I had given Sassy the last of my cash and more perturbed that she’d lost it, because I really wanted to hit up a drive-thru and I’d have to either stop at an ATM or debit silly costs. But then an amazing thing happened — I got a text from a kid I lent $50 to, saying I could come collect it. Well, I had totally forgotten I loaned her that money and didn’t that just solve my perturbation?! nicely done, tuesday.

I was nearly beside myself with joy over how it was a cool, gray, wet day. I wore my sweatshirt circa 1993, holey jeans, and sneakers. I felt incredibly alive. I felt like Tuesday was trying.

Collected $50. Hit McD’s, ate an amazing sausage egg McMuffin and sipped the sweet nectar of Coca-Cola. I may or may not have made tiny guttural noises while my eyes glassed over.

Went in to the shoe store, where they had just the right kind of shoe, and Moo said, “They’re five dollars!”
“What? No!”
“Yes, five dollars! Clearance, five dollars!”
Moo searched to see if they had those shoes in her size, but they did not. I got the last pair of $5 shoes.

Drove out to pick up Sassy, commenting as required, about how all this was just forest and, “Almost no one knew these roads back when I was young. You found em when you got lost and that’s how you learned the shortcuts.”
Moo nervously gripped the handle, “I’m glad they have guard rails.”
“Those are old, too.”
“Yeah, I see that. Dents and all.”

Sassy came out quickly and announced she was starving. To be honest, Sassy is always starving, because she swims and lifts weights and runs and plays cello and grows, so I had to be very mommer about it.
“Did y’all eat breakfast?”
“Yes at six.”
“Lunch?”
“No.”
“Oh.”
“Like I said, I’m starving!”
Took her to another McD’s. She thanked me like whoa. Started talkin about how she’d have another outing the following day — Translation: I know I lost the money you gave me yesterday, but I need more money tomorrow. hmph

Did a week’s worth of grocery shopping. Did not forget ice. Got $6 off my total order.

Returned to find The Mister home early. I didn’t have to carry or put away a single thing.

Moo spotted my/Sassy’s lost cash in a puddle in the driveway and hung it to dry.

Cooked fish fingers, because sometimes I am ten years old. It’s a thing. Made homemade mac n’ cheese, heated peas. Cooked faux chicken for kids who don’t eat cooked fish. I don’t know. I really do not know.
Great meal though.

After having eaten pretty much only crap all day, I Went Swimming!

Came home, did dishes, took a shower, watched show, slept.

What a great Tuesday! Let’s hope this Tuesday tries to be good. As Moo would say, “Take a burella.”

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Midday Monday Mood

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I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend, whatever y’all did or didn’t do. It was the end of spring break here, and we enjoyed it.

Personally, I spent a lot of time lounging on my husband and stayin still for my cats. Quilts and cuppas.

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One day, I even snuggled up for a nap, but because I did that, my in-laws stopped by.

Of course, I cooked all last week and all weekend, just cooking, cooking, cooking. Oh yes, there was gravy. Now I intend to reheat, reheat, reheat.
There’s gelato in the freezer and chocolate around every corner, so I should probably also walk, row, and swim, heh.

It snowed yesterday.
I don’t mind the snow. It has snowed here in April the last five years. People are sick of it. Not me. I do not feel like, “Oh Come On! It’s Spring!” I feel more like, “Ooh! Pretty!” I get super excited about snow on my tulips, so between you and me, I hope it’s not the last snow of the season.

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Now, in October, when it’s 82° and muggy as all get out, then you’ll find me shoutin, “Oh Come On! It’s Fall!”

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Stopped by the park this morning and it was all gray, but now the sun is shining and the melting snow falls from the trees in clumps. I’ll have most of the day to myself and I’ve got big plans like watching that as I read blogs. Maybe my daffodils will open when I’m not lookin.

Wishing you all a good week, whatever your weather.

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One-Liner Wednesday — Savage Sausage

Walking into the mall with Bubba, he says, “Every time I see a sign for that cologne with Johnny Depp, I misread it.”
“What is it?”
“S-A-U-V-A-G-E.”
“Sauvage.”
“Yeah.”
“What do you misread it as?”
“Sausage.”

(Now you must all pronounce sausage Frenchly.)

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Knot-Not! Hoot’s There?

Me. Sometimes I feel pressure to create a Friday post that elicits plenty of smiles and I’m just like, oof, not inspired.

I’m processing.
I think the introverts can agree that during processing, it’s not likely one will draft anything smiley.

I have 67 drafts in WordPress. None of them are right for today.

Am I writing? Absolutely.
Am I blogging? Erm…

Spring break couldn’t have come at a better time!

I’ve decided photos are the way to go.
These small things made me smile. Let’s see if they work for you.

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So a bear, a sloth, and an owl walk into a fence…
Or a Shar-Pei, an ostrich, and an owl walk into a fence…
It can be whatever you want!

Happy Friday Everyone!

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Obvs and Wins

If you’d been stalking me throughout this week, you’da been massively entertained. I was nearly massively entertained myself, cept I kept yawning. Every morning this week has been me sitting in bed staring at the trees, my sleep center all, bitch, you know it ain’t no 7:00, this feels like 6. I abhor time change and it’s worse in the spring. What time is it really? Is it really this time and the other time was a lie? It is, isn’t it?

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me too, zerd-guana

 

I didn’t have downs this week, I only had ups and weirdness. I’d like to share all the details with you as a three-dimensional, in living color, animated me, but I can’t, so I’ll share the bloggable bits here.

Last summer, I tried to return some cello strings to the music store by carrying in the bag of light bulbs I needed to return elsewhere. We all had a good laugh about it, and one clerk said, “Yep, so that just happened. I can’t believe that really just happened.”

My life lately? A lot of me doin impressions of that guy at the music store.

 

 

 

 

Have you ever left a bag at the grocery store? I did. Moo asked for the following meals, and I quote:
“Potatoes and onions with meat in the red thing,” and “the chicken with the stuff and the leafs on top.”
For that, one needs salsa. Bought it; didn’t have it. Didn’t have the new bottle of maple syrup on breakfast night. Don’t have the pound of coffee I bought that day, either.
FYI, chicken with the stuff and the leaves is not nearly as tasty without salsa.

 

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peace-seeking squawker

 

Our kid told us the banquet was a dress-up event. Made a big deal about us all dressing up. We all dressed up. The boy one put on a handsome shirt and almost died. For no good reason whatsoever. Just us round-table Motterns sittin like some sorta well-dressed, sad cult. Tsk.

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cletus the dog kitten

 

You know what’s awkward? When your kid thinks she told you what time to pick her up and she calls and asks, “Are you here? I don’t see you.”
“No, but Daddy can be there very quickly.”
Because “First we play and then we get an hour of instruction and then we go home,” is not an answer.
The unknowable is real, merely undefined.

 

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shady peeps

 

Googled a place. Said place is on a street we’ll call Lido. I said to The Mister, “Isn’t Lido street familiar?”
“Yes.”
“It’s here isn’t it? Right around here somewhere isn’t it?”
“I think so. Where do I know that from? I can’t place it.”
I looked it up.
“Heh. It’s literally that street beside the thing,” I showed him the map.
We LOLed.
We have driven on Lido street thousands of times, maybe even tens of thousands. And yes, it’s right around here. Now it’s gonna be a game I play with local people. “Ever heard of Lido street? Do you know where it is?” Mind. Blown.

 

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she still can’t believe it

 

Moo, like someone’s disenfranchised granny, was hoarding her medicines to make them last longer. Now that she knows about refills, she’s decided she’s worth slathering cream and taking a pill every day. It’s amazing what you have to tell people. Parents, do not stop to think about all the things you’re responsible for teaching. You don’t have time. You have to cram it all in there. “Make the cookies last, but use the medicine as prescribed.” You have to tell them that. How else would they know?

 

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stripey fella

 

My mother lost a recipe in Hurricane Irma. That’s her story. I need to email her a recipe because ever since the hurricane, she can’t find it. Interesting premise, isn’t it? Hurricanes ransacking homes for valuables and meaningful goods. Your house looks livable after the hurricane, but you’re actually missing a recipe, an embroidered hankie, and one of your favorite books. It happens all the time when you move house, why not in a hurricane? Put down the scissors and run with that.

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goina gramma’s!

Happy Friday Everyone!

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Shame

Several times a week, I leave on my lunch break and drive to the McDon’ts to get my beloved swate tay.

Y’all should treat me like other addicts. Sweet tea is like methadone, okay? Just be like, “Good for Joey, stayin off that Coca-Cola.”
I’m super sensitive to these issues, cause we all have our vices, and just because I have twenty-fuckin-five of them while you have only five doesn’t make you a better person and if you don’t think you have vices, or your vices are lesser vices, then it’s likely your vices include self-righteousness about your vices in comparison to others.

I am kind and compassionate, but bitchy.

Anyway, on my lunch break, often I see the same man on the corner. He’s got a good coat and boots, and a beard to rival Moses’s, but I know he’s still cold. Sometimes I give him monies. Sometimes I buy him a coffee.

Extraordinary Things Here:

#1 — I found out that if the coffee is for that man on the corner, it’s on the house. They provide him coffee regularly. People care. Doesn’t that make you smile?

#2 — A local car dealership bought him a bicycle. People really do care. Smile bigger.

You are unprepared for this next bit. Sit down. Brace yourself.

#3 — As I handed the man his coffee, a woman hopped out of her vehicle and ran wildly to him.
“Sir! Sir! We’ve brought you some clean water!”
He turned around, “Thank you. Thank you.”
“I know people probably give you a lot of coffee,” she looked right into my eyes, “but you really need water in this weather.”
I gave her some of my polite WTF blinking and a smile.

FROM UNDER WHAT BRIDGE DID THIS PHILANTHROPIC TROLL EMERGE?!?

did she just try to shame my generosity?!? bitch, please, you are a visitor here.

Obviously, I couldn’t even.

Of course it’s nice she gave him water. I’m certain he needs water. Whether he would be able to drink all two gallons of it before it froze, I cannot say. Picture that. “Don’t drink water, kids. You’ll end up on the corner drinkin two gallons a day, suckin icicles from cars, and still Jonesin for fresh snow.”
Truly a downward spiral of addiction.

In a way, even with the wrong attitude but the right intention, it’d be spectacular if everyone tried to out-charity everyone else.

Imagine the escalation of that scenario.

I wonder if on his blog, he writes about us.
“Swate tay junkie came by again today, brought me another stupid coffee…”

Happy Friday Everyone!

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