Saturday, July 6, 2013
They won't let me watch
In my living room, which is '17 x '11 1/2 ft., there are two thriving Boston Ferns. The smaller one, on a just over three ft. stand, has several, over two feet tall fronds ready to tip downward, making yet another new layer of fronds. The lowest 'leaf' is less than two feet from touching the floor. My bigger, original fern, sits on a five ft. ladder. I bought this once small plant at half price several years ago and nurtured it to where it is today. Its lowest frond, is just over a foot from reaching the floor. It has been repotted before and is now ready for yet another, larger pot. Herein lies the problem. My daughter, in addition to being a welder ( I have one nine and one four foot giraffe in my back yard ) is also a Master Gardener. She and her husband are going to take my 'baby' out of its home for the past couple of years and be putting it into a bigger 'home' (pot). I think I should be ever so present to safely guide them in this delicate transfer process. In other words, 'supervise them'. And why not I ask? Never ask. One doesn't like to discover one is considered ( politely of course ) an, 'untrained meddler and this room isn't big enough for the three of us mom'! I'll keep you posted..............marge
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Dead and beautiful?
I, as you probably know am not into makeup. I am what I am and redder lips and cheeks and longer eye lashes AND whatever, aren't going to do it for me. Now comes the real question. Why is it so important to look good in a casket? Will it make YOU feel better? Granted, it will give you the chance to say, "My, doesn't she/he look good". Oh how many times I've heard that over the years. But honestly, three days after burial, will it really really matter? What matters is, my children want to bury me in a tutu (I can't remember why) and fill the casket with vinegar (I once, when they were younger, went on a 'vinegar in your diet is good for you!' phase) and a few Bingo cards. The Bingo cards to show I didn't use my brain power to its fullest. If you get to the wake first, PLEASE, close the casket and quickly spray the room with air freshener! I thank you....................marge
Sunday, May 26, 2013
You can't fool me!
One of my children told me to go stand in the middle of the intersection by my house, after dark tonight, May 26, 2013 and look up into the sky for several minutes. Stay there until I saw a rare gathering of three planets. I know Tom foolery and a cockamammy story when I hear it. I wasn't born yesterday. I'm no dummy. The question then becomes, should I leave her in the will?.......................marge
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Why can't we......
The world is a genius at making and using scientific methods to achieve a multitude of unbelievable accomplishments from cars to outer space. Why then, can't these same people invent, develop, a simple instrument to identify, from a safe distance, roadside bombs in war zones. Comparatively speaking, it would seem like a simple task......................marge
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saving their lives.,
Soldiers
Thursday, May 9, 2013
Its already too late.
I was next to a middle aged, t shirted, blue jeaned motorcyclist on the road the other day. I wanted to yell at him and tell him he could get injured, especially brain damage plus all else for not wearing a helmet and some type of protective clothing. I didn't. It was too late. Somewhere along the line, he'd already been brain damaged.................marge
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
You tell me
When you hear the following three words, carcass, remains and body, what comes to mind? Does 'dead' ring a bell? Why then do reporters and others when talking about someone deceased, always say 'dead body'? There's no dead 'carcass' or dead 'remains', so why 'dead' body?............marge
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dead by any other name is dead.
Monday, May 6, 2013
Fool me once........
To all you 'losers' and 'foolers' out there. Truth slowly erodes any remnants of trust I've had in you. You are a sad lot. You've lasted longer than you should because of us, your 'enablers'. Slowly what you are, sinks in but sadly ignored by immediate relatives who seem to continue to support you at any cost to others. The rest of us learn but just not fast enough. You are creatively smooth. Worst of all, you take the good people around you down and they don't deserve that. You've spent your young life learning to manipulate others. There may be little hope for you. I liked you. I really did. You have no future the way you are. I ask again, stop hurting those nearest to you. I would say nearest and dearest but I'm not sure you would comprehend that. Sad sad sad........marge
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