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Tuesday, Mar. 11, 2014
Something In The Air
Posted Thursday, June 2, at 9:31 AM
Spring finally has sprung us right on into summer here in the Bootheel. As usual we have gone from wet, windy and chilly to hot, windy and hot. Most people have the feeling of renewal in the spring... With summer comes, for me, the feeling of "new"...I think it began when I was old enough to remember getting my summer tennis shoes......
SNOW! Today I've been trying to put my finger on what it is about snow that makes it so special for me. It's not like I enjoy playing in it any more although I did as a child. I do enjoy driving in it...up to a point. I am certain that my love of snow has it's beginnings in my childhood. ...
Things Observed and Overheard on a Busy Weekend
Teenage girls have not changed in recorded history...I overheard this conversation at a local festival..."Why are you with him? He's a butt head" Reply. "...but his hair is just like Justin Bieber!" That blank could be filled in with the name of any heart throb in the last several decades, Frank Sinatra, Elvis Presley, Bobby Darin, Paul McCartney, David Cassidy or Justin Timberlake. etc. etc...at the ages between 13 to 18 women are all fools...
It's A Parade...
One of my favorite things about small town life is a parade. You get to see the good, the bad, and the ugly side of your friends, neighbors and their kids and every political candidate that has ever even considered running for office. Today the Hubs and I happened upon a parade in a nearby town...it was the parade to mark the opening of their district fair. ...
HAIR...NOT THE MUSICAL
Men's hair...women's hair...my hair, your hair...wasn't there a song about that way back there in the dark ages...Everybody sing! " Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen"... No? Ok. Over the course of this summer I have noticed a disturbing trend among men of all ages I come in contact with and that includes the players on my (formerly) favorite baseball team. ...
Too stupid to hang up laundry
As if I wasn't feeling old and creaky enough today after getting up at 6:45, when I started to hang up the load of laundry I had fluffed for the 3rd time (whose with me on the fluff process? Damp towel...start the dryer again and vow to hang them up this time before they wrinkle again...Al Gore hates me...all that wasted energy...tough cookies Al.) it took me several tries to finally decide if my son's shirt was right side out or wrong side out. ...
So, I was thinking, when does a person really sink into the swamp of redneck livin? I thought I had things pretty clear in my mind on the subject of my own personal redneck-ness. Yes, I do slide in that direction every once in awhile and on occasion those Jeff Foxworthy jokes veered just a little too close to my reality for my peace of mind...
Wife, Mother, Daughter, Grandma- just a few of her many hats.