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~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~

Random Five Friday

Happy 2nd day of June! Here are five randoms to begin my favorite month:

1.) It’s been a busy few days in our yard. Last week, I was out tidying up, doing some planting, etc., and this happened. Guess I took the curve a little too fast. (Yes, I tend to “hoard” those little information tags that are included with plants. I need intervention.)

2.) A couple of days later, I opened the curtains to find this situation on our deck. I had just planted those flowers the day before AND sprayed them with Liquid Fence. I’m guessing a squirrel must have thought I’d buried a nut in the bottom of the pot just for him. Wrong.

3.) Wednesday afternoon, storms moved through our area.  We didn’t have any severe weather, thankfully, but the clouds were simply amazing.

4.) Recently, Motor Man and I had dinner at a little local waterfront restaurant.  Pretty nice scenery, I’d say.

5.) This is birthday weekend for me. The celebrations have already begun: lunch Wednesday with a friend, and lunch today with more friends. Sunday, I’ll be celebrating with my two guys: beginning another trip around the sun.

Happy weekend!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

The Gypsy Queen, Sasquatch And A Home Inspection

Motor Man and I threw caution to the wind and made a trip to the Outer Banks over the holiday weekend. Although there were LOTS of folks on the beach, traffic was surprisingly not horrendous on our trip there or back home.

It was a most interesting day.  At one point, as we were driving along the beach, Motor Man spotted something tall up ahead and wondered what it could be.  A little later, we discovered what he’d seen.  Quite an unusual sight, indeed.

May I present, The Gypsy Queen:

We were told that The Gypsy Queen is a blending of two different boats, placed on a bus chassis.

Of course, we just had to have our picture taken with “the queen”.

As you can see, an impromptu painting party was taking place when we stopped. We met the owners, local residents, Mark and Kelly, and Motor Man took this picture of me with Mark.

Meanwhile, further up the beach, a fundraiser was taking place for the Carova Fire Department. One way to donate was to purchase a ride on the beach on the Monster Truck, Sasquatch. Motor Man and I thought that would be fun, so we paid our money and climbed aboard.

There were times, however, that we questioned our decision to ride.  “Doughnuts” in a Monster truck on the sand were more than a little scary. Warning: watching this video may cause vertigo! (And no, the police weren’t trying to make a traffic stop; the siren was an option on the megaphone being used to let everyone know about the fundraiser.)

 

But we were happy to contribute to a worthy cause.

We also saw 26 horses, including this beauty, checking out some new construction in the area.

What do you think, Buddy?  Does it pass muster?

A boat on wheels, a Monster truck on the beach, and a horse doing a home inspection……I don’t know that we’ve ever had that much excitement on a day trip to the beach.

~These Days Of Mine~

Monday Morning Mews

Hello, efurryone.  Today’s mews brought to you by me: Gypsy.

We have a very funny picture to share with you today, but it needs a little “set up”.

Whenever a box is delivered to our shop, it’s my job to investigate said box. Well, yes, Motor Man opens it and takes out the contents, but still….I must inspect the empty box.

Earlier in the day that these photos were taken, our area had been under a tornado warning. So when Motor Man saw me in this box, he asked me if it were my “fallout shelter”.

Motor Mommy thought this was cute.

And then, she got THIS picture.  How embarrassing.

But, purrhaps I could star in a kitty toothpaste commercial?

~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~

Blogging/Facebook Friends

Several of my Facebook friends are gals who also write blogs. And that’s really nice that we’ve connected in that way, since most of us don’t blog everyday.

But there’s one aspect of this that bothers me a little.  Whenever I post a picture on Facebook, I hesitate to include that photo in a blog post. Because I feel as though I’m forcing my blogging/Facebook friends to “sit through a rerun”.

Such is the case today. I shared the last photo in today’s post on Facebook earlier in the week.

Monday had been an overcast, dreary, drizzly day in our area. But the skies began to clear late in the day.  As my mom used to say: “The sun came out in time to set”.

However, there were still clouds.

I thought the photo above would be the extent of photo ops with the sunset. But, later, I glanced out the window and saw the most vivid pink sky I can recall.

This was the best picture I could get with our camera. (I still don’t understand all those camera buttons. I’m just an “auto setting” kinda girl.)

BUT, this one was taken with my trusty little Android phone. And it captures the colors in the sky perfectly.

And, of course, I had to immediately share it on Facebook.  Thus the reason some of you are sitting through a rerun today.

~These Days Of Mine~