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| They look friendly, don't they? |
I stared a bit longer, then said, "Is that one pointing a canon at us?"
It's a light. Or so they'd like us to think! ;) - Gives a whole new meaning to the words "Gingerbread Adventures!"
Gingerbread "Adventures"
A friend and I visited the Bontanical Gardens on one of the coldest days of the year, but that didn't stop us from trying to take in as much as we could while we were there. The "Gingerbread Adventures" in the children's garden seemed worth a look.
The garden may be lush and bursting with color in the spring and summer, but in the winter, with no snow, it's a bit bleak. Lots of rocks and roped paths, with a few Christmas ornaments and some cut out gingerbread figures dotting the landscape. I stared at these two for a moment until my friend turned around and asked what I was looking at.
I stared a bit longer, then said, "Is that one pointing a canon at us?"
It's a light. Or so they'd like us to think! ;) - Gives a whole new meaning to the words "Gingerbread Adventures!"
I stared a bit longer, then said, "Is that one pointing a canon at us?"
It's a light. Or so they'd like us to think! ;) - Gives a whole new meaning to the words "Gingerbread Adventures!"
Changing things up again
This is what I did yesterday instead of everything I was supposed to be doing.
Credits
I'm sleeping with earplugs for the rest of my life
Today I learned (through a random conversation with a woman who's an audiologist) that cockroaches can't crawl backwards.
I've seen plenty of cockroaches in my life, and somehow I've never noticed this.
Why is this important? Because, apparently, if a cockroach crawls into an ear canal, it can't get out. They can go in to your ear, but since there's no room in your ear to turn around, and since they can't crawl backwards, the only way to get cockroaches out of your ear is for a doctor to remove them with tweezers.
- Hence the title of my post.
I've seen plenty of cockroaches in my life, and somehow I've never noticed this.
Why is this important? Because, apparently, if a cockroach crawls into an ear canal, it can't get out. They can go in to your ear, but since there's no room in your ear to turn around, and since they can't crawl backwards, the only way to get cockroaches out of your ear is for a doctor to remove them with tweezers.
- Hence the title of my post.
Spelling
HerHow do you spell "Spinach?" Is it S… P…. E?
MeS P… I ... N A … C H.
HerNo way.
MeYes!
HerS P E N...
MeNo.
HerLook it up.
MeFine! Come over here and see.
(Me, pointing at the computer screen)
There, see? S P I N A C H. Let me see what you wrote...
(Pause)
That's "S PENIS" - If you're serving that tonight, I'm eating out.
How to get kids to move out
Today I learned:
If alligator babies don't move away by the time they're a year old, the mother eats them.
If alligator babies don't move away by the time they're a year old, the mother eats them.
My new job as pool boy (girl)
Not really. Not exactly anyway. I'm not even a pool type of person, but I can be persuaded when the temperature is above 80 and there's a large body of cold water just a few feet away from the living room. Except when there's a thin film of dead bugs on the top. My friend's solution? "Just take a shower when you get out!" - Um... no.
So I've taken up the role of pool boy (I've never heard of pool girls. They must exist but I'm stuck on the pool boy image so I'll go with that.) My first day of skimming bugs I was certain there must be a technique for maximizing bug collection vs just pushing them around the pool more. Now, on what I think is day 3 or 4 of my endeavor, I think I actually am improving in my technique.
How is there no robot to do this yet? A little floaty thingy that collects surface stuff? How complicated can that be? I looked them up online and all I found were scrubbers for the bottom, filters that are on the side that supposedly draw all the pool water into them eventually, and nets for manual use. But no floating auto collecting thingamabob. (Ok, there was one solar powered one but it was over a thousand dollars.)
The pool is finally looking better but I can still see things floating on the surface. It's possible I'm just looking too closely now. Maybe that's the way all pools are and I never looked at them long enough to notice. A visiting relative of course sees nothing. They keep walking over to the shaded side of the pool, and declaring that the water is crystal clear. I tell them it's not and that they just can't see the bugs as easily on the darker side of the pool. "Oh!" they reply "So they're attracted to the sunny side of the pool?" - Yes, that's it. The dead bugs are attracted to the light. They're trying to get to their afterlife....
So I've taken up the role of pool boy (I've never heard of pool girls. They must exist but I'm stuck on the pool boy image so I'll go with that.) My first day of skimming bugs I was certain there must be a technique for maximizing bug collection vs just pushing them around the pool more. Now, on what I think is day 3 or 4 of my endeavor, I think I actually am improving in my technique.
How is there no robot to do this yet? A little floaty thingy that collects surface stuff? How complicated can that be? I looked them up online and all I found were scrubbers for the bottom, filters that are on the side that supposedly draw all the pool water into them eventually, and nets for manual use. But no floating auto collecting thingamabob. (Ok, there was one solar powered one but it was over a thousand dollars.)
The pool is finally looking better but I can still see things floating on the surface. It's possible I'm just looking too closely now. Maybe that's the way all pools are and I never looked at them long enough to notice. A visiting relative of course sees nothing. They keep walking over to the shaded side of the pool, and declaring that the water is crystal clear. I tell them it's not and that they just can't see the bugs as easily on the darker side of the pool. "Oh!" they reply "So they're attracted to the sunny side of the pool?" - Yes, that's it. The dead bugs are attracted to the light. They're trying to get to their afterlife....
It's the thought that counts?
Just so you know, I've been writing a lot of posts - In my head. The problem is I have no time to actually write them. Right now, for example, (here's "too much information" for you) I'm typing from the bathroom. That's right. I'm in the bathroom, because it's one of the places I'm least likely to be interrupted. But not even this room is safe. I have a few more minutes before someone wonders if I "fell in" and/or until the battery on the laptop runs out. (Thank God for laptops.)
This is how I'm getting online. Sneaking into bathrooms, sometimes at 3am because I'm up for no good reason, and sometimes 4 or 5 minutes between this thing or that...
I need time to write. I need to be settled to write. I have neither time nor settle(ment?) at the moment! - But I have SO much time to talk to all of you and comment on the goings on around me inside my head!
What can I fill you in on that won't be too bewildering...
This is how I'm getting online. Sneaking into bathrooms, sometimes at 3am because I'm up for no good reason, and sometimes 4 or 5 minutes between this thing or that...
I need time to write. I need to be settled to write. I have neither time nor settle(ment?) at the moment! - But I have SO much time to talk to all of you and comment on the goings on around me inside my head!
What can I fill you in on that won't be too bewildering...
- Went to a restaurant. It was cold. We decided to just be cold and bear it until we heard the hostess walk into a room next to us and cheerfully exclaim "Here are your blankets and I also brought you some shawls!" - Blankets and shawls? Who knew??! I practically tackled the hostess on her way out! Moments later we had blankets and shawls too. Most comfortable blanket ever. Now I want to eat that way all the time.
- Last night I woke up at 3am because I heard what sounded like something sliding down the shade of the window right next to my head. An hour of semi-conscious re-arranging of furniture, picking up mattresses and careful inspection did nothing to satisfy the thought that it must have been a snake. - FYI, there has never been a snake in that room or even in this house as far as I know, but that didn't matter. As far as my brain was concerned, it HAD to have been a snake. - I was awake the rest of the night.
- I've found I now have to be very careful with what I say around my mother. Apparently she asked me if I liked lettuce at one point and I guess I said something like "Sure, it's ok" because she promptly went out and bought 3 heads of lettuce and insists I told her to buy them.
- I've also become concerned that my mother probably shouldn't see doctors anymore without my being present, particularly important ones, because her distraction is making her sound batty, and while my mother has her eccentricities, she isn't batty... yet. But when she goes off on tangents about brain eating amoebas, and hanging upside down on inversion tables, I can see people's eyes glaze over as she's relegated to the category of white noise. Her tangents actually make perfect sense if you understand their context and my mom's lack of understanding re which doctor she's seeing and who does what but, with no context and no "me" to fill in the blanks, I see a future of medical charts filled with "Patient states: Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"
Christmas "Tag"
Christmas "Tag" from Anny's Blog
1. Are you a Christmas sweater type of person?
If I had the closet space I'd probably have a whole bunch of Christmas Sweaters to wear the entire month, if for no other reason than to amuse myself! I have a very red shirt that I tend to wear at Christmas time, but it's not nearly as tacky! I also have Christmas socks. They're much easier to store!
2. Did you used to leave cookies and milk out for Santa?
No. My parents kept that tradition a secret from us. I doubt they would have allowed us to leave any food out overnight.
3. What was the best gift Santa ever brought you?
A toy dog I wanted. I was ten, so by then I knew my mother had bought it, but that didn't make it any less magical.
4. What was the most ridiculous thing you ever asked Santa for?
Peace and love, no more hunger, no more wars and fighting in the world, and for everybody to be happy and love each other. (- I was five.)
5. What is your favorite Christmas movie?
I'm not sure I have a favorite. I loved all the 3D cartoon ones. I also liked the classic and Marlo Thomas versions of It's a Wonderful Life.
6. What is your favorite Christmas song?
Straight No Chaser's 12 days of Christmas, hands down! If you haven't watched the video a few posts back, do! I keep playing it! Before that, "Little Drummer Boy."
7. What is your least favorite Christmas song?
At the moment it's "All I want for Christmas" because it's playing EVERYWHERE and annoying me.
8. Red or green?
For Christmas, red. If it's the right red. The rest of the year maybe more of a dark green.
9. Do you have any Christmas traditions?
I read or recite "The Night Before Christmas" every year. Usually alone on Christmas eve before I go to sleep. I read it for myself and for friends who have passed.
10. What do you want for Christmas this year?
Peace in my life. - And all the things that would need to come about for that to be.
* My apologies for my current absence. I'm out of town for 2 more weeks and am rarely online. Hope everyone is doing well!
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