Wordless Wednesday



Yikes!!! Are you my mother?"



Protesting Protesters

I ask a simple question. Is protesting a contagious disease? Since the protesters in Egypt got so much attention there are protesters everywhere. I think the attention they get is what is so contagious. Look at me!!! I am holding up a sign and there are cameras everywhere.

Give me a break and go back to your couch.

More Pictures

The only reason I get online is to see if there are any new postings or pictures of my Granddaughters.


Have you ever seen two happier faces?



Mommy, Daddy and Chloe in China



Chloe in a quiet moment. She is as happy as her parents are.



Leah is my first Great Granddaughter.
Chloe is the oldest



 

Mommy and Leah



Leah and Aunt Emily



Leah first Birthday



Mommy and Chloe (Cora is still smiling)



Great grandsons. Dylan, Tylor and AJ
(Dy and Ty are twins)

 







The Younger Set



I'm ready to go.



I love to go shopping.



These little dolls are the latest addition to our family. Don't they look like little teenagers, with a cell phone in their hands pressing on buttons.  They are probably texting each other. Spellcheck thinks texting is not a word. Come on dictionaries catch up with the world. Or maybe I should spell it texing. No, that didn't work either. It suggested I spell it taxing. Taxing is not what I mean.

We love our kids to the ends of the earth, even though
they can drive us to the brink of insanity at times.  

Life in the Wilds of Oklahoma

Back in the early days our family lived on a farm. Live was simple until one day I observed a snake entering our house through the front door. I was a small kid and just learning how to talk. I would have forgotten this event by now except I heard my mother relate it to everybody she came in contact with for the next 30 years. She was mopping the kitchen floor when I came into the kitchen and said, "Mommy, there is a snake coming in your house". You would have thought it was a Mojave Rattlesnake or maybe an illegal alien from across the border. Mommy went into action. She wielded that mop, soapy water flying all over the house. Bam, bam bam !! She beat that poor snake todeath and then hung it on the clothesline as though it was some kind of trophy. I think we got a new screen door before the sun went down.

Winter Time

What a winter! For some strange reason those of us on the northwest corner of the map have been spared those enormous blizzards. We’ve had snow and ice and cold, but it’s pretty much a normal winter here. I think Mother Nature has something else up her sleeve for us. When we least expect it we’ll get a mountain spewing hot lava or an earthquake. I’m just kidding Mother Nature. We are the good guys and we know you like us best.

Well, I heard my newest great granddaughter on the phone. She can talk up a storm, we just can’t understand her. Chinese is hard to understand, I guess. She couldn’t possible be loved more than she is. She will grow up too fast. They always do. She likes her mother's hair.


Doesn't my Mommy have pretty hair?



The Dreaded Wash Day

Subject: Basic Rules for clotheslines


You have to be a certain age to appreciate this.
I didn't write it, but I've been there and it's the whole truth.
THE BASIC RULES FOR CLOTHESLINES:

1. You had to wash the clothesline before hanging any clothes-Walk
the entire length of each line wiping the line with a damp cloth.

2. You had to hang the clothes in a certain order, and always
hang "whites" with "whites," and hang them first.

3. You never hung a shirt by the shoulders - always by the tail!
What would the neighbors think?

4. Wash day on a Monday . . . Never hang
clothes on the weekend, certainly not Sunday, for Heaven's sake!

5. Hang the sheets and towels on the outside lines so you could
hide your "unmentionables" in the middle (perverts & busybodies, y'know!)

6. It didn't matter if it was sub-zero weather . . . Clothes would
"freeze-dry."

7. Always gather the clothes pins when taking down dry clothes!
Pins left on the lines were "tacky!"

8. If you were efficient, you would line the clothes up so that each item
did not need two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes pins with the
next washed item.

9. Clothes had to be off the line before dinner time, neatly folded in
the clothes basket, and ready to be ironed.

10. IRONED? Well, that's a whole other subject!

It's Called Body Art

Kids are so dumb between the age of around 14 to 20. That goes for girls and boys. Yet, they think they are the smartest things on two legs. For instance my 16-year-old grandson keeps having larger rings put into his earlobes to stretch the holes bigger. He now has holes large enough to put his little finger through. He thinks it’s the coolest thing since skateboards were invented. I tell him when he grows up and becomes the minister of a church, he will be embarrassed by those huge holes in his ear lobes. His answer, “No problem, Grandma, because I am never going to be a minister of a church”. My answer, “Well, that wouldn’t surprise me that much, but you might work in a bank or some other business place that might even hesitate to hire you because of the weird earlobes; even your own kids might laugh at you. His answer, “Well, it’s my body and I can do what I want to.” It's a phase they go through. It  lasts a long time. Not like the terrible twos.