Friday, September 25, 2009
On Wednesday yours truly was being pounded by a bug. A temp of 103, a sore throat, and general wimpiness. So, being home from work I decide while laying in the bed, and not wanting to go anywhere, to make a connection to the outside world through Facebook and Twitter. Just to update the world on my lack of well being. Okay, a lesson; if you tell it, people will respond.
The responses came literally from all over the country. This wining thing when sick garnered some serious sympathy and provided good cheer to the one hiding behind his woobie. Ms Henry asked if there was anything she could do from over 60 miles away. So putting me out of my misery would take some time. (Not seriously considered, just a figure of speech) A note from Mom Said So in Connecticut hoping it wasn't the flu. A number of well wishers from throughtout the southeast. Then, THE Golden Ticket!
To put you in the frame of mind you have to have seen Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Either version, old or new. To understand the pleasure and unadulterated joy that Mr. Charlie Bucket must have felt upon finding the last of the tickets that would grant him access to the land of confections that Mr. Wonka makes inside his factory.
Ms Ann, the local maker of perfection confections and other meals of renowned (Annie Cakes) offered.....Holding your breath now; some Chicken Soup to save the wimpy! Mind you, this isn't the stuff from the can. This is the real poultice to ward off what ails you! The message. "Chicken soup is on the way!" Wohoo! I have been granted access to the kitchen of Ms Ann. I began to feel light headed. I didn't know if it was the bug or the emotion of finally getting through the steel doors of Ms Wonka's factory of goodies. Later it was determined to be the excitement of the goodies. I had to start feeling better to have food provided by Ms. Ann.
Too call this magic elixir just Chicken Soup is like telling Hussein Bolt that he is kind of fast. This stuff when it arrived by special certified courier was magical. Real Chicken Soup. Home made with large chucks of poultry, a liquid that made the sickness shoot from my body like Big John Coffee did for Tom Hanks character in the book and movie the Green Mile. This stuff caused some serious recovery.
There were also non sick people in the house that were able to enjoy the magic pourage. It caused general good cheer and happiness throughout the house.
Ms. Ann, you should get a license and a patent on that stuff. Maybe you could feed it to people out there managing our economy. Man alive I just know the recession would be over! Powerful, powerful stuff.
Thanks for coming to my rescue. As always, you are my hero!
No, Coach Williams. It is too early for him to commit. He is also considering the MIT Scholarship at this time.
(My thanks to Ms M. the photographer. She was joannie on the spot with the pics. Wish we could have been there with you.)
Friday, September 18, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Little Brother/Little Sister
Sweet thing did ask this week if she could be a big sister. This caused her Mom and me to give each other a couple of looks. It appears that Dabba has heard from friends at school about how you become a big brother or big sister! WOW! (This is the five alarm fire announcement that puts you on your toes)
My though is oh! I can't wait to see what she has learned after only about four weeks in Kindergarten. And I was wondering what the President was going to say to the kids. At this point I'm thinking his message, whatever it is, was going to be is kind of late!
"So, Mom and Dad, if we put our name on the list we can have a baby brother or sister!" More looks exchanged between the parental units. Relief! And confusion is the first two things after hearing the request. Okay, so science and biology class in Kindergarten haven't advanced that much since I was in over forty years ago, expect for the fire and the electricity thing. (Mimi, we have another entry for the book!) Not sure about the list but this will be an okay discussion.
Smiles now appear on the face of the relieved parents. See, as the six year old explains, there is a family in school that has recently applied for adoption. So, putting your name on a list is how you get a baby brother or sister. And, Dabba, doesn't want to be left out. She also has an Aunt and Uncle that live near Washington DC that are expecting any day now so there have been some baby discussions. Again, relief about the biological understanding thing. Thinking this might be a good time to have a redirect about a pet!
The topics passed after we discussed we might want to be off the list while we focus on her and her other siblings. There are hugs exchanged. I can tell this is not the last time we will have this discussion. Cause being the "baby" in the family isn't much fun if you don't have a little brother or little sister.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Can't believe it. This blog has survived two trips around the sun! Don't know that I have solved world hunger, done anything to reduce greenhouse gases or even righted any wrongs in the society. But, I'm still on occasion cranking out some text and sharing my views even if it is just me listening sometimes!
Being reflective when I started this process I didn't know what to expect. Had no idea what would happen when I decided to connect to the electronic world. All I can say is that I would have missed the experience of a lifetime.
I have met some great people in parts of the country and the world that I would not have usually had the opportunity to experience. And, it has been a learning process. Personally and technologically. The names of these folks alone tell you something about their take on the world. The Nap Warden, Wilson Six......Egel's Nest, Cause Mom Said So, A Free Man Down Under, Dad Gone Mad. Great people and great stories.
There has been laughter, tears, smiles, and frowns. Topics have ranged from sports, politics, stupid people tricks, blogs about my crew and updates about family and friends.
This has been lots of fun. Looking forward to more posts that cover topics from A to Z.
Happy Blogoversary to me!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Here is the victor supported by his own Cheerleader. It was a wonderful day for some football.
The day started with the application of the bulldog logo to the helmet. An hour before the game. So I stopped and said hello to some good friends. Next thing we are working the concession stand. Then I'm working the grill making burgers and hot dogs. Cooking! Putting burgers and dogs in the bun then wrapping the goodies for sale. We had fun. I was glad to get to the game.
Will keep everyone updated throughout the season.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Now, bumper stickers are the graffiti of the socially conscious, the obnoxious, educational notes, or just personal mission advertisements. Not sure. I do question why people will stick stuff on their cars. But, that is the choice of the owner.
Some put one or two stickers on their vehicles. Others apply enough of the sticky messages that it makes you wonder if the driver can see the other vehicles on the highway.
The sticker I saw this morning, at first, I consider a joke, then a potential warning. Then I was just perplexed at the message. The bumper sticker announced that the driver was a member of the United States Concealed Carry Association. Hum!?
What on earth? A bumper sticker telling me that the driver may be carrying a concealed weapon? Doesn't the bumper sticker, making the announcement, defeat the purpose of the concealment? Okay, it was early in the morning. But, I did give the driver a little more room! So the bumper sticker may have had the intended affect. I was hopeful that the driver wasn't a fellow employee. Sorry, but I did wonder if the driver would turn in to the Post Office.
As I passed by the driver I noticed his very large black cowboy hat and smiled thinking that I know his secret. He is packing and he told me but it is concealed.
When I got home this evening I checked to see if this was a social comment or a real bumper sticker. I did learn that there is a group out there called The Ultimate Resource of the Armed Citizen, the United States Concealed Carry Association. So, it appears to be the real deal
Tomorrow I will be cautious as I approach the trucks at the intersection.