Category Archives: Family

The Mischief Of Motor Man, Part I

My Motor Man was, apparently, a very mischievous child. He has told me many stories of his childhood, so I thought I’d do a sort of “mini-series” here on These Days and have him relate some of that mischief to my readers.

In today’s inaugural episode, Motor Man shares his early attempt at rocket launching.

 

Those of you who know Motor Man personally know that mischief has continued to follow him through the years, so trust me, there’s no shortage of material for this series.

Stay tuned.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Monday Morning Mews: Twins!

Good morning, efurryone! Another Monday has rolled around, and it’s Sundae, here to bring you this morning’s mews.

We had some excitement around our house a few days ago.  Motion outside the bedroom window caught Motor Mommy’s eye, and when she realized what it was, she was so surprised.

Tiny twin fawns!

She apologizes for the poor photo quality: these were taken through the windowpane.

Motor Mommy said those babies aren’t much bigger than me. (Look at that cute little face.)

I could tell that it was something that definitely needed my attention, too. So I quickly made my way to the window and jumped up on the sill for a better look.

Yes, Motor Mommy realizes that those babies will be eating her plants, but she just couldn’t help but think they’re so cute.

I plan to do my best to alert Mom whenever they’re out in the yard by “chattering” at them.  Of course, I do that when I see squirrels…or birds…or rabbits…or hummingbirds.  Maybe I could come up with a special “baby deer chatter”, sort of like a special ring tone?

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Celebrating Marshall

Birthday month continues in our family, and today, we celebrate Marshall.

When the birthday of your adult child comes around, I think it’s only natural that your thoughts travel back through the years….from the very first birthday to all the childhood birthday cakes: Smurfs, Tom & Jerry, Batman, General Lee, dinosaurs.

And all those old sayings ring true: “they grow up so quickly, where does the time go….”

Today we’ll celebrate with a meal at one of Marshall’s favorite restaurants, and, in place of birthday cake, he’ll probably be presented with a complimentary slice of their famous pie.

Last year’s birthday

Happy Birthday, Marshall!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

April Love

There are probably very few of you who aren’t familiar with April, the giraffe. For those of you who may not know her story, here it is in a nutshell:

April and her mate, Oliver, live at the Animal Adventure Park in New York state.  The local residents knew that April was expecting a little one, and last winter, they began calling the park (during its off season) to inquire about her condition.  The park’s owner, Jordan Patch, decided to install a simple web cam to allow her nearby fans to keep check on April.  The media caught wind of this and announced that April was due to give birth “any day”. Giraffes are pregnant for around 15 months, and the park staff didn’t know exactly when April was due.  So it seemed that the entire world waited forever for her to give birth.

A Facebook friend of mine posted the link to April’s web cam in late February, and I became a follower.  I wasn’t glued to the computer, but I did check in frequently, and happened to be at home that Saturday morning, April 15, when April gave birthday to her baby boy, later named Tajiri.

A few weeks ago, Motor Man and I began entertaining the idea of traveling to the park (as part of my birthday celebration), so I could meet April, her family and the staff.

The morning of our visit, I awoke very early and was so excited, Motor Man said to me: “Little girl, is this your first Christmas?”

We have seen several interviews with Jordan, and we are impressed with how at ease he is speaking publicly.  We also admire him for what he’s doing to spread knowledge about different species of animals, not just giraffes. I was thrilled to meet him; he’s so personable and willing to have his picture taken with any guest who asks. (You just have to catch up to him: such a busy guy!)

Soon it was time to head to the giraffe exhibit and meet April.

Is my excitement showing?

Our friends that have seen this next picture are surprised when I tell them that she never touched my face…she just curled her tongue around that carrot stick, and it disappeared.

Check out that tongue!

Motor Man was ready with the camera when April agreed to pose with me.

And then, there was adorable Tajiri (“Taj” for short).  He was running around the giraffe yard to the delight of all his fans. Notice the windows in the barn: those are in the space that April and Tajiri share.  April looks out of those when she’s inside; Taj has some growing to do before he’s able to do that, although he’s already 7 feet tall.

April and Taj are out in the yard during the morning, then they’re coaxed back into the barn, so “dad”, Oliver, can enjoy some outdoor time. In this picture, Oliver is on the left, peering around the corner from the stall. Since Oliver is a bull and Taj is still young and small, they aren’t allowed to be in the same area. They do, however, touch noses through the wire separating their spaces in the barn.

Here’s Oliver, making his appearance in the yard. That’s Corey, another of the keepers that we came to know through the web cam.  Corey juggled the giraffe family from barn to yard, etc. Notice that the staff members don’t get too close to Oliver.

Motor Man didn’t rush me at all, so we spent about four hours at the park, and although we saw some of the other animals, most of my time was spent at the giraffe exhibit. I couldn’t seem to drag myself away…

AAP is such a nice place,  special people, special animals. I’m so grateful to Motor Man for making our visit happen.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Monday Morning Mews – True Confessions

Hi, readers. This is Sundae with today’s mews.  As the title shows, today is all about confessions.

I’ll go first:

1.) Sometimes when Motor Man isn’t at home, I’ll take over his spot on the bed. Never Motor Mommy’s side….just his. But shhhh, don’t tell him: it will just be our little secret. Do I look guilty?

2.) Motor Mommy gave me an old wooden box for all my kitty toys. Sometimes, when my pawrents are gone from home all day, I’ll take out a toy. Usually, it’s my favorite: a striped stocking (formerly a Christmas tree ornament). But, sometimes, if they’re gone a REALLY long time, they come home to find more than one toy out of the box.  Sunday was a “two-toy day”. The octopus belonged to their former kitty, Beezy. What’s odd is that I’ve never let them SEE me take a toy from the box…..sneaky!

3.) Also, a couple of nights ago, Motor Mommy was having some crackers and hummus, and I was very interested. She gave me a tiny little taste of the hummus, and I liked it!  She says I’m not allowed to have much, though, because “people food” isn’t good for me.

So do YOU have any confessions you’d like to make today?   It’s good for the soul, you know.

~These Days Of Mine~

Remembering

This is a post I’ve been wanting to write for quite a while, and today, the start of the Memorial Day weekend, seems a good time.

You may recall seeing this photo here before.  That’s my grandmother with two of her six sons. Although she’s embracing both of them, the one she’s leaning toward is Bennie. He had been drafted, and I’m told that this was taken the day before he left to fight in WWII.  That worry, known only by a mother, is so evident on her face.

Thankfully, Uncle Bennie returned from the war (after being held at and escaping from a prison camp) and lived a long, happy life, passing away in 2005, at the age of 84.

But, what I’ve been wanting to post about are some family mementos from Uncle Bennie’s time in the Army.  My mom saved three postcards he sent to her and my dad during his days at boot camp. I recall seeing these as a young child, but never appreciated them until years later.

When I was very young, I asked my mom what this postcard meant:  why did the soldier lose his taste for potatoes once he joined the army? This one is postmarked January 9, 1943, and was mailed from Paris, Texas.

I think Mom had to explain this next postcard to me, too, since, at that time, I’d never heard feet referred to as “dogs”.  The postmark on this one is July 13, 1943, from Camp Maxey, Texas.

Although this next one is certainly a cute card, what makes it really special to me is not only the message on the back, but more importantly, how it is addressed.

My dad’s nickname was “Bow” (or “Bo”, or “Beau”), but I have no idea how he earned that nickname.  No one I ever asked knew the answer. But it’s remarkable to me that, in 1943, a postcard sent from Texas, addressed to “Bow” (no last name) with the town name misspelled (it’s Bacon’s Castle, not Baker’s Castle) made it to its destination.  And if you’re wondering, the “Donnie” he referred to in the message was my mom. I can’t quite make out the postmark date, but it appears to be November 13, 1943, and arrived in Bacon’s Castle on November 20.

Memorial Day was originally designated as a holiday to remember those who died while in service to their country. While being grateful for them, I’m also thankful that my family (especially my grandmother) didn’t have to know that sorrow.

~These Days Of Mine~

Monday Morning Mews – Selfie Edition

Happy Monday, efurryone! It’s Sundae, reporting today’s mews, and I have an exciting announcement.

I have been practicing selfies!  These were taken one evening last week when I had joined Motor Mommy in her recliner.  We sometimes have a little “snuggle time” there at the end of the day.

This was my first one, and as you can tell, I needed more practice. I cut off my ear! Obviously, that just won’t do. (Can you see Motor Mommy in the background?)

This was my next try. I decided to include Mommy in this one, too:

I was smiling in that one, but Mommy wasn’t, so I had to take one more.

There, that’s much better. I think I could get into this “selfie craze”.  Wonder if Mommy would buy me one of those selfie sticks…?

~These Days Of Mine~