Its hotter than...

an easy bake oven in my apartment. I dreamed last night I was a shrinky dink.....

Alas, I did not wake up 3 sizes smaller, crap....

Sesame Street...Have you seen Big Bird?

Nope, just Bert and Ernie....

I have no idea why I named them Bert and Ernie, except that it just kinda went together.

In the morning they will follow me around till I feed them their corn, then they scamper off to their business of pond patrol.

Ducks always give me a chuckle, I guess I am very easily amused.

By the way, why did they name it Sesame Street? Was someone eating a Whopper when they were discussing the title of this children's show? Why not Caraway Street or Poppy Seed Way? Just one of those cosmic questions..... Uhg... now I am going to dream about the Hamburgler? Yikes.... why did McDonald's think he was a good idea, he always scared the crap out of me....

Happy 4th of July!

Take a moment to thank a Vet or even a Vet's Family for their contributions to your America!

This is my maternal Grandfather, Robert F. Midgley, he served in WWII and Korea. Thanks Gramps, I hope that they are treating you right in heaven and I hope the fireworks are kick ass from your end! Kiss Grandma for me...

Its a daisy kind a day...

Not sure why I feel that way other than daisies make me happy. I guess maybe they remind me of simpler times, when would would lolly gag through the fields. Throw rocks, yes, at each other... Day's of helping with hay, working in the garden with mom and playing our super hero games in the woods.

When I was older it was laying out the fields with my girlfriends trying to get the perfect tan, talking about what we would do with the rest of our lives. Playing he loves me, he loves me not with the daisies. If we had even had a clue what was down that curvy lane, I might have chosen to stay on the blanket and not move... At least I would still have the perfect tan and be able to still fit in the bikini...

But life doesn't work like that does it. So, back to life and all the speed bumps and hopefully a few pleasant surprises..

New Phone Phenomenon.....

Well, the kids are out of school and today is Nate's last Regents exam... He has been biking to his exams and hanging with his bud's in town... He is still required to call and let me know where he is headed and whom he is hanging with, despite all the eyes I have in town watching his antic's....

Yesterday, I did not get a call after the exam to let me know his plans, I tried calling his phone, no answer, sent him a text giving him a "you better call or else"... a few minutes later I see I have a voicemail.... thinking that my threat of chores, till you die, worked.... I listen to my voicemail and it was a collection of young male voices talking about various things, bikes, the test and then "look at the hooters on that babe" then various cat calls, whistles.... huh......

Yes, I had receive the new phenomenon a "butt dial". See these kids keep there phones in their back pockets and with the dial pad on the outside they can redial the previous number, just by smacking their behind on something.....

I now knew he was alive, breathing and a normal teenage boy..... 3 hours later I get a call....
"Oh mom, I am sooooo sorry I forgot to call you (in response to the chores till you die), me and so and so are doing this and will be home by 4pm....

My response: Obviously, I raised your Ass, right because it called me 3 hours ago.....but everything above your ass is in trouble, see you at 4pm..... Love you.....

He will be cleaning the chicken coop this weekend.....

January 18th House Fire

My lovely neices .................. Sam and Nate at Keyuka

Me, 1984.....(what the hell happened?)

Nate and Sam on the dock at the house...