OK, I should “win” Cee’s blogging challenge because I’m already an oddball, even without a photograph. Or you could say I am a divergent thinker with ADD. Or you could say I have a split personality. I mean, how on earth did this photo happen? Seriously, folks, I did not photoshop it or alter it in any way. My dearest widower will confirm that he took the photo as I kept saying, “Push the button! Push the button!” Of course, iPhone buttons can’t be pushed, so perhaps that explains it. After watching 2 episodes of “People of Earth,” I might consider this my alien abduction experience. It reminds me of the old double exposure days of film-in-a camera. Yikes.
Wait, wait, wait! I do remember what happened! Wow. It’s all so clear now. We were trying to film a fourth of July family video for one of my students. The four of us were playing a board game and I pulled out my camera, not really asking anyone if we could make a quick video. I set the camera on video, handed the phone to my teaching widower, and as he fumbled with it, I admit my voice got higher and louder as I said, “Push the button! Push the button!” (As a former Brit, I was thinking, “Push the bloody button!”) He said something odd about pans and I snatched the phone back. It was on Pano setting and he did push the bloody button after all. The photo above is me, thinking, “Push the bloody button!” And yes, we did get a video made after we stopped laughing hysterically at pans and Pano[rama].
In response to Cee’s Black and White Challenge: Signs, I thought I’d share a photo that had me parking in a ditch, exposed to ticks, and possibly late to school.
What a terrific place to call home!
How fun! Another week of Cee’s Share Your World, one of my favorite blogging challenges. I don’t know how she does it, but Cee not only blogs multiple times every day, sharing terrific photos, she also comes up with some cool questions. Here are the latest. I hope my snake-like attitude tonight doesn’t pop up in every answer!
What is something that people are obsessed with but you just don’t get the point of? I have erased many topics on this one, mostly because I don’t want to offend someone who adores whatever. I DO get the point of them but simply don’t care much about celebrity culture and current fashion trends. I don’t spend much time on social media, either, because it’s not a priority. If I have any time that isn’t scheduled, I’d prefer to read.
What quirky things do people do where you are from? I guess I’m from North Carolina now, so bickering about basketball and football allegiances is huge in this area. The Tar Heels and Blue Devils are major rivals; be careful what kind of bumper sticker you have when driving through Chapel Hill or Durham!
What are some things you wish you could unlearn? There are some social non-graces I’d like to undo or simply relearn. I’m not a good listener unless I work at it. My “filter” is often compromised and I say the first thing that comes to mind. Ouch. I work hard at not being critical, but I was raised with such harshness and cruelty that my deep-inside default is often negative. Like tonight.
Who is someone that you miss having in your life? No one comes to mind. My dearest teaching widower (aka psychologist) says I have an attachment disorder. I’m OK with that because I’d rather read. Yep, I’m a bit grouchy this evening. This critter and I got into it today. I mean, seriously? Get off the BIRD feeder, you rascal.
How little time I take to be thankful! I’m better than I used to be, but this Ten Things of Thankful blogging challenge is good for my soul and spirit. Here we go:
- The kiddos are here, 8 of them tonight, playing on various devices and eating endlessly. I’m grateful for their humor (“I’m just teasing, Aunt Katharine”), their enjoyment of one another, and all the Beatles’ songs we’ve heard tonight. One niece has perfect pitch, which is truly amazing to a tone-deaf person like myself.
- We are far over the year’s average of rainfall, which keeps all the plants growing so deer can snack on the yard.
- The rain also brings mold, so we are FINALLY getting our house pressure washed. The mold must be worse than I thought, because my dearest teaching widower suggested the washing. That leads me to #4:
- I call it The Dead Man Theory, as my dearest widower could step over a dead man on the kitchen floor and not notice. The good news is that he has never once been critical of my multiple stacks of paperwork. I have not been as generous towards his debris.
- I’ve been given some awesome chocolate this week. Ooh, pure pleasure.
- We had a fabulous women’s event last night at church. Designer desserts, candles flickering, a jazz trio humming. Wow.
- I still have more chocolate to eat!!
- My foot is healing well. It could have gone south, but that compression boot and tons of prayer did the trick.
- I’ve run out of things so…
- I saved the best for last. Tomorrow is Father’s Day and I am married to the best father I’ve ever met. He is gentle, patient, wise, and unselfish. Wait! Another one!
- Speaking of patient, my dearest widower stopped the car so I could take a photo of a most beautiful sunset. Sadly, my iPhone doesn’t capture the gorgeous colors, but who gets tired of admiring sunsets?
Hiatus, pause, gap- I prefer to think of my blogging lull as an intermission. I could blame it on end-of-school-year woes, with paperwork, meetings, and a hidden objects app. Believe me, I’ve thought about blogging every day. But it felt like One More Thing I Had To Do, so I didn’t. My computer cooperated with me by stalling constantly. Our internet has been fickle with a new router. Plus we had delightful guests, full of love and showing off a sparkling engagement ring.
You won’t believe this, but my battle with deer is also on hiatus as we enjoy the babes who are “parked” on our property. I need to wash our windows to improve pictures of this pair.
We had another visitor who might have been concussed during a thunderstorm. This bat showed up on our doorstep, looking more dead than alive. He or she hung from the steps during the day and eventually rejoined the troop. I was kinda glad about that.
I’m also glad to be blogging again! It feels like One Thing I Want To Do. Hurray!
I do not have a zaar or a zither or a zea
My zaglossus is at the cleaners and my zebibit can’t be seen.
If my camera had a zabaglion, I’d capture a zurvan,
But it doesn’t and I can’t so here’s my last zaman.
Y is for all the Yard work waiting, waiting, waiting. Is it my fault we got five inches of rain last week? The downpour was the only reason the Yard work was deferred. I would do some Yard work right now if the National Weather Service had not just issued a severe thunderstorm warning. Seriously, I would.
This image is the original icon for most alphabet charts until the last 5 to 10 years, apart from Xylophone. Some folks have realized that very few kindergarten and first grade words start with X. Many alphabet charts today depict an X at the end of a word, with foX and boX competing for first place. And yes, this is my foot, which now glows in the dark from so many X-rays!
W is for Weekend Wildness! We had a birthday party, two movies, a shopping spree, and overall Wackiness with the kiddos (our nephews and nieces, if you’re new to the blog). If you haven’t yet concluded that I enjoy decorating cakes but have absolutely no finesse or control of icing tubes, well, are you blind? The young relatives, however, were impressed with SpongeBob’s friend, Sandy. The oldest nephew and his friend thought one particular aspect of this cake was especially intriguing. As I asked my niece was piece of Sandy she wanted, I heard them whispering and giggling, “I know what I would choose!”
The funniest part of the birthday celebration was my niece’s determined effort to place the candles upside down in the cake. Totally WIld!
I was in a precious one’s house where a delicious Indian meal was being prepared. It was no problem for her to find me foods and spices for the letters T and U. I wish you could smell the photos!
You might be wondering about that little white blob next to the Tamarind. It’s my nephew Christopher’s Tooth. As we worked through our tutoring session, Christopher nibbled on a granola bar and unexpectedly spit a glob onto the table. I cried, “What is that?” and he4 answered causally, “My tooth!” He was unperturbed and I grabbed a baggie.
Have you eaten Ume-Shisho or Umeboshi? And how much does one household need??? Thankfully, enough for me to photograph.