Thanksgiving and the ducks.

by | Nov 28, 2012

Totally random topic, right?

I tried sending this Photo out with a Happy Thanksgiving to everyone apparently it never  went out.
#Thanksgivingfail

Our Thanksgiving was a small laid back affair with a large bird, that still has us days later trying to get rid of turkey. Please let this be the last of it…. My husband will soon be out hunting boar and if all goes well he comes back in one piece, with boar to be frozen. Have I mentioned my freezer is small?

So what do ducks have to do with Thanksgiving? Well to be honest it nothing really except on the Sunday after Thanksgiving. The husband wandered down to the parents lake and discovered a number of ducks in the lake a few of which were extremely tame.

So tame in fact that they followed him around at the dock. The white one acted like a dog almost. Panting and wagging its tail frantically. It was really amusing and semi disturbing to watch. (I’ve never met a tame duck, until Sunday). In fact it had no problem getting upclose and personal with me.

See its crest? I was squatting down to take it’s picture, when it wandered up to be petted.

Old becomes new.

by | Nov 13, 2012

You never know what you’ll find when you actually elect to leave your house. Last Saturday the sister-in-law was down from Virginia for a few days.One of the things the mother and sister in law like to do is garage and estate sale. I honestly wasn’t going to get my lazy behind off of the couch except she was only here for three days and honestly I have really good sister in law.

So off we went to a community garage sale. I truly expected not to find anything to bring home and I didn’t but I do have pictures of old radios, gramophones and record players. You know those things that played vinyl. Yeah that stuff, the stuff that came before the 8-track, the cassette and the CD player.

My kids have absolutely know idea what these are and no appreciation for vinyl. I’m just waiting for the teenager to announce that she’s found the coolest things and it will be an old LP. At least I hope. It’ll be something new and unheard of to her. While to me it is familiar and nostalgic.

There out on someone’s driveway was a plethora of machines made to function under battery power. A find in the midst of a normal garage sale. unexpected in the midst of the normal garage sale fare. This man was taking something others would have called obsolete and making it useful again for pleasure as well as profit.

The old became new again.

 

Waiting in Line ( the only reference to voting you’ll see from me)

by | Nov 7, 2012

View of Our line when we first got to the polling station.
Yesterday as I stood in line waiting ultimately up to two hours to cast my vote, my mind started comparing that line to life. Yes I know this is what happens when you give me too much time to think. I come up with all sorts of stuff if left to my own devices, but I digress.
  Life is like a long  line. As a matter of fact life is a bunch of lines. You show up and that first line is fairly simple. You have to grow up so you join the line for school and then the lines begin to diverge. You have to make a decision about college or work and you walk up and join one of those and the diverge once more.
At the half way point
The point is you have to choose a line once you chosen to stand in line. What do you then?
It was interesting to listen to people, some off whom immediately confirmed they were indeed standing in the correct line. Otheres didn’t interact with others in the line at all. Some of those were choosing either to interact with the outside world via technology or  read. Others, spoke and exchanged knowledge with the people in line with them, some simply observed, while others refused to interact at all.
The light at the end of the tunnel
Inevitably thoughts and conversations around me always turned to the next step  or I should say the next line. What were you going to do next. The weather was turning cool so many were going to pick up coffeee. Others were going to watch the news obessesively and many like myself were going to work and undoubtedly had a list of items waiting to be accomplished.
In life each line can be a place of learning, of frustration, of anger, of peace. You know like those like those lines at disney. Do you find a way to distract yourself, are you completely miserable?
Actually life is kind of like those disney lines if you think about it.
Do you ever just take a look at what you want and what you’re willing to do and use the fast pass to maximize your time? I know I do at the Parks and in life’s line.
I wrote out a business plan while I was waiting to vote on my phone, now I’m back in life’s line working my way towards what I want.
What about you?

November 2012

by | Oct 31, 2012

This month is National Write a Novel Month. While I will not be participating in the traditional sense of  writing 50,000 words in 30days. I will be editing at least 9 pages a day 5 days a week to get my submissions from Moonlight & Magnolias this year out. That way I can actually finish my novella before the year is out and submit it.

To everyone who has joined the madness, You can do it! To everyone who is thinking about it At the very least try! You might just be suprised at how much you accomplish.

Ten Things you didn’t know about me, and Happy Halloween!

by | Oct 31, 2012

I think I’ve done a post like this before, but since I’m really bad about tagging it would take too long to find it. (Thus begins my quest to tag ever post I’ve written)

Ten things you didn’t know about me:
1) I was a radio DJ ( it was during college at my family’s station and I was awesome)

2) I half believe in ghosts and spirits. (Too many Jumbie stories from Gran Gran when I was younger)

3) At one point I almost had my Ham Radio license. (Then I left for college and I forgot all about it)

4) I had exactly one goat and one sheep. ( The goat died of a disease and the sheep had to go back to my great aunt Eddie’s because  the dogs wouldn’t leave it alone.)

5) I watched my grandmother kill a chicken for dinner.

6)I routinely stole my daddy’s pajero (think Toyota Montero compltete with brush guard and roll guard)when I was 15 ( I only drove it up and down the neigbourhood, he found out about that when I was 21)

7)I have never been scuba diving. ( Even though I lived on an island and could have gotten certified at any time. I suspect this had something to do with my mother not being able to swim)

8)I was a Barbie officianado. (Yes I was momentarily a girly girl)

9) I played tennis everyday for years and then stopped in college. ( Miss it like you wouldn’t believe.)

10) Always wished I had insisted on dance classes. ( I would have been an excellent dancer, maybe)

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

P.S.
Something I think we all need to hear!

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