Meet Thelma and Louise!

 

Are they not the cutest asses.......errr, I mean burro's you have every seen? These two are by far my most favorite animals at the Ranch. I was going to go take a ride out to the Ranch today but going to the Lake won out. So I'm off to find my family and my fishing pole and do a whole lotta nothing! lol

Tomorrow Rachel is singing in town at an end of the summer festival......I have been on her to make another AOL Audio entry of her singing, but so far the moody lil teenager is winning out! lol  If anyone is interested in hearing what this gifted chilk sounds like..........go to my side bar and under 'Other Journals' at the bottom is a link to an old entry where I highlighted some of her performances.

Enjoy your weekend everyone!

Shakespeare...on being 40 something! lol

When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now,
Will be a tottered weed of small worth held:
Then being asked where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days,
To say within thine own deep-sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use,
If thou couldst answer, "This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,"
Proving his beauty by succession thine.
   This were to be new made when thou art old,
   And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
                                                              Shakespeare

 

WHOA! Shakespeare dude! Kinda rough on the 40 something generation don't ya think? And what is up with the 'deep trenches"  line......it's called moisturizer! And deep sunken eyes? Well, so would you if you had a house full of teenagers on a sleep over night! lol

*.....You are here.

 

Oh how I wish this picture came with a 'You Are Here Star" and that how I wish even harder it was.....true!

 

Sometimes the more familiar we become with something the more we take it for grant it. While driving home the other night, I had the two youngest, lil ones with me and we all shared out loud how we still wished we were in our special place up in the North Woods.  I know no one would blame me after viewing how beautiful it is up there.

But would I still find it soooo charming and beautiful if it become my everyday existence. Would I still take the time every night to gaze up at the night sky and listen to the loons on the lake? Would I appreciate the tall pines trees and their branches peeking down on me every morning when I opened my eyes? Would I no longer find napping in the afternoon with my Husband soothing and thrilling at the same time?

I know right now I take most things for grant it, like electricity and running water and a drink from the tap, not to mention the safe roof over my head every night. I'm sure the Gulf Coast survivors would not take any of this for grant it now, even though they probably did just that.... a week or so ago.

I don't want my everyday life to jade me to the point of not seeing all the beauty that is in my world right now. I know where my children are and other family members, I have a house to clean, a street to walk not swim or paddle down......I know where my next meal is coming from and where I will be finding safe haven tonight while I rest my fortunate head.

Again, I have had my eyes opened up for me in the face of this devastation that is taking place less then 1100 miles south of me....Shame on me for taking some but not all of it for grant it.

Tragedy and suffering has a way of opening your eyes, tugging at your heart and I hope by now....opening your wallets. We are a great Nation with many flaws, but our true colors come through in times of great needs.....United we stood when 'Man" tried to take down New York City.....United we must stand in the face of what "Mother Nature" has dealt us. Terrorism and most natural disasters comes with out warning, Hurrican's come with a few days notice, maybe from now on people will take heed when told told to evacute the next city.....especially since it seems we can manage to get aid all around the world faster than we were able to get that same aid.... on our own soil.

A catagory 4 hurrican should never be under estimated by the goverment or the people.......but like I theorized up above, when one gets used to something, by it being in their everyday existance or every hurrican season existance.......we tend to become laxed in the way we view things and laxed with our own concerns.

So what do you do for a living?

Most of my entries are fresh from head, by that I mean I sit down and type away and that is how I come up with an entry almost everyday. My topics are as random as my thoughts. There are plenty of days where I sit at my computer (usually first thing in the morning) and can only come up with one word......"DUH!" Those are the days I can't put a thought together let alone a sentence or a paragraph with correct punctuation.

Then there are those days where that is all I can do, now trying to do this and write it all down as soon as it pops into my head is where the real challenge begins. Those are the days where I can write 6 or 7 entries and store them for later when the 'DUH! DAY" shows up again.......this is just one of those stories written sometime ago and saved I guess....... until now.

Usually when I am at a social gathering I try and meet as many new people as I can. I am not shy (most days) so conversing comes easy to me. Usually one of the first few questions that comes up is.....what people do for a living......so many occupations come with stigmatism's.....some good.......some very bad.........(think divorce lawyer! lol) This occupation will be mentioned again further down in the entry.

I am a Doctor........Hmmmmmm noble occupation, there to help the sick but also thoughts of high income, long hours and malpractice insurance tops the list of analogies.

I am an Exotic Dancer........PUHLEEZE how is dancing around in pasties and a thong swinging from a pole EXOTIC? I would only consider this exotic if maybe it was a primate or something, but lets do give the girls some props...... after all they are doing all this in high heels and that is a feat in itself! Or should I h have spelled that "FEET" for a few laughs? lol

I am a Zoologist.........Lucky Duck! Who among us didn't want to work at the Zoo growing up? Now I consider this a glamorous kinda job unless your job consists of following the Elephants around with a shovel and a bucket. But all and all still a fascinating job!

I am an Actor/Actress..........OK unless I know your name off the top of my head this really means you are a waiter/waitress...but if I do know the name and the face I think.....HollyWood, over paid, paparazzi, looses their anonymity as fast as they loose their morals and lives in a house I can only dream about owning.

I am a Rocket Scientist............OVER ACHIEVER! lol That Job title  alone, just reeks of prestige and brains! You could even be a rocket scientist who wears pasties and a thong and you will still get the respect the job commands! lol

I am a Lawyer..........good versus evil.......It's only a good thing if you are on the winning side other wise your known as the devil incarnate. Lowest of the lows.....even doing it in high heels can't help you! lol

I am a Mortician............NEXT! is all I can say............NEXT! I mean yes it's a quiet job and the stress level must be somewhere near zero but......yikesssss! Not too many kids say they want to be a mortician when they grow up and if they did, I think the parents would think a trip to the  therapist was in  order! lol

I am a Stay at Home Mother........this job gets less respect than the exotic dancer....because everyone feels as least she is earning an income! But when did choosing to stay home and raise the children you brought into this world become a less than noble job? It is by far one of the most stressful, under appreciated job out there. At least when you work outside of the house you get a break away from home and family....as a stay at home Goddess, I mean Mom.....it's a 24/7 kinda job........no breaks unless your own Mother comes and stays a few days!

I'm a Politician..........sneaky rat bass turds! I find it hard to believe anybody that would choose politics as a profession does it merely from the bottom of their heart........there is ALWAYS a hidden agenda.......even if it's just to step up to their next position in the politicians guide book on how to succeed in business on the backs of your constituents.

OK.....My little social gathering is over and everybody has gone home for the night.....Well, at the very least I made a few new connections that I will be following up on........the Zoologist and the Stay at Home Mom of course........she made a killer bean dip! lol lol lol

Doctor said.......Momma said Ü

OK, Back from the Orthopedic Surgeons office.....He said, "It's broke!" OK, Tell this Momma something that I didn't already know! lol Because of lil Jimmy's age (13.....God help me!) it will heal in a matter of two weeks.......just two weeks?? And did he have to say that in front of the boy?? I could have embellished it when I told Little Jimmy, something along the lines of.......Doctor said, "Your out for the season and to maybe take up swimming instead!" Of course I wouldn't let him be a high diver or anything! lol  ( Oh!.... Hadonfield ..... I know I have to  let him take his lumps...he's a boy and it will make him stronger..... But I don't wanna watch him get the lumps! lol)

Well, back to what the Doctor said.......Two week follow up appointment with new x-rays....as long as Jimmy follows the Doctors advice about "NO SPORTS WHAT SO EVER" he will heal fine....if he is half as stubborn as his Daddy and plays threw it, he might run the risk of having to have surgery and have pins added to his list of injuries........week one of foot ball practice..............football practice (1) Lil Jimmy (Zero)..........Momma needs a therapy!

Jimmy now knows that this is serious, He can't even practice his Archery and that will kill him for sure........he planned on Hunting this fall with Dad, good news though it won't prohibit his fishing! He of course had to prove that to me last night in the front yard with casting and reeling and trying to snag his sister and a few of her "hot" girl friends as he put it........BOYS/MEN.... the things they think up when trying to impress a girl.......it's a wonder they get dates at all at that age.....not that he's dating at 13......Momma told him, "Girls are even more dangerous than football buddy!"  lol lol lol

Happy Thread....Collections

     

Last year when I was 'new" and when I started my blog, I often was disappointed with the 'turn' the boards would take from time to time, So I had started what I called "Happy Threads" So I wanted to do another one.....anyone who wants to participate can...leave a link to your entry in the comment area and please stop and view others.

Happy Thread.....Write about something you collect....When you started it, what attracted you to collecting it, is it out of control, or do you still want more! lol and photo's are always a bonus!

I collect 'Black Amethyst' AKA Depression glass, AKA Carnivol glass.

 

It looks like black glass but when held up to the light it shows that is is actually dark purple. I found my first piece 10 years ago when I was at an antique shop in Door County Wisconsin and I have been collecting it ever since. I like the unusual pieces and they have to be very old, from what I understand it is the least mass produced depression glass, so finding it is indeed rare, but I love the hunt!  I shop antique stores and malls, yard sales, flea markets and eBay! So far I have two favorite pieces..one is of a butterfly that has a rainbow effect on it as it sits on its black amethyst stand and the other piece is from the 'art deco' period with a naked woman coming up out of the surf......I know true Auquarian! lol

 

You can either leave a link to your journal entry in my comment section or find the post of the  journaling boards and leave you link there for other's to view!

 

  Close up of how it looks (unlit from behind)

 

 Close up (lit from behind)

More on "Momma's Intuition"

In response to my friend..... Psychfun (<~~~link) who left this comment for me in my 'Mother's Intuition' entry.... "Who told you it was not broken...dad???? I ask because my father stats are such that we know go to dad & if he says you are fine you go to the ER! Ha!"   (This young woman cracks me up all the time! lol)

Oh you know it! lol There was another time when Lil Jimmy was almost 4 years old, my Mother's Intuition didn't let me down. I was planing my first serious formal dinner party at the house.....I had spent the previous few days 'power cleaning' the whole house and planning the formal dinner (standing rib roast). Everything was going smoothly (too smoothly, I should have know better!) and it was about half an hour before my guests were to arrive. I had dinner planned at 8:00 p.m. with cocktails and Hors D' Oeuvres at 7:00 p.m. Jimmy was already bathed and in his new superman pajamas and was down in the family room pestering his older sister. I was going to let him stay up until my guests arrived then put the little ones down for the night.

His Superman pajamas came with flying red cape and this lil guys thought he would give it a try, I will never get the whole story of what happened because between Jimmy and Amanda there has always been conflicting stories of what really happened. All I do know for sure is that he was standing on the back of the couch (Big NO-NO!) and decided to test his cape and landed with a thud on the floor of the family room. Now mind you the Family Room is located on the lowest level of my home with nothing but concrete foundation under the carpet and padding. I heard the blood curdling scream 2 floors up and came running!
Well, Little Superman didn't fly he more or less crashed and burned and I could tell even though he looked perfectly fine with no blood, bruising or swelling 'something was wrong' Something told me .......collarbone.....it screamed it, although he did say that is the area,  where is 'Owie' was located.

Now my guests are arriving and I am having a battle royale with DH, He says, "He's fine! If his collar bone was broken I would know it, I had mine broken when I was 8 years old!' and proceeds to grab the boy and give his collar bones a once over. I see the tiniest wince of pain and I know something is wrong with my baby!  So I get oh so close to DH's face and whisper, "If you don't take us to the ER right now, I will drive us there ourselves!"  Let's just say my dinner party was a huge success even though my Husband and I were not in attendance! lol......The guests came and saw and ate till their hearts content and kept an eye on my other 3 children.

The x-ray tech comes in with the slides and proceeds to hand them to the doctor and I ask if I can view them at this time too.......she say's, "Unless you have been schooled on x-ray reading you won't be able to tell where the fracture is" PUHLEAZZZE! Back light switch gets turned on and I point to right where I see the fracture! She says, "How did you know" DUH! "I AM HIS MOTHER!" OK, not so scientific but something's don't need to be, they just are! lol Now this is were I now turn my glare on DH and tell him, "TOLD YA SO" A mother just knows these things.......and he really thought he was going to win that battle over the ER trip? PUHLEAZZZZZE! lol

Now with lil Jimmy's current injury, I iced it down as soon as he came home and Ibuprofen him to death, but I still knew a trip to the X-ray machine was going to be in order, I let DH talk me into waiting until morning where he guaranteed me the swelling would be gone and just a small bruise would remain, after all it was just a lil sprain......WRONG! lol I don't think I will be consulting him anymore on our children's little mishaps from now on......I will listen to my own "Momma's Intuition" and do the ER trips all by myself. Now don't get me wrong I am very good in a crisis, it's not that I can't handle watching what they do to my children in the ER (4 kids only a handful of trips.....all but 2 trips were lil Jimmy (read more about him in my sidebar)...Blessings!) but it is after it is all over that I fall to pieces...strong when I need to be but, look out for those relief tears! lol! That is what I usually bring hubby along for......the drive back home with me a weeping and a hugging and a weeping and a hugging! lol

Jimmy is 13 years old now......so public displays of affection between him and his Momma are no longer 'public' but the little boy in there still needs his Momma when no one else is looking! lol Something about a Momma and her little boy!     I'll update what the Orthopedic Surgeon has to say later today after our consultation.

Must get ......B U B B L E  W R A P!!!!!!!