Friday, May 14, 2010

Instead of cleaning house


Scott frowns on the Gator Calling- So I waited until he was gone tonight- and went a visitin'. Alli Gator was on the other side of the pond. So, I locked the dogs in the house & threw one of their balls in the pond.

Alli was not in the water, but he sure felt the ball hit. He scrambled & I ran- Hence, the unfocused shot.
He is under water, but coming....
Then his head surfaces and he bee lines for the ball. You can see it at the bottom of the pic.

Just his eyes are visible, but he is still traveling towards the ball.
Here he comes-
Click on the picture to enlarge- he is debating- food or not?
& he eats it.
Pulls it under- like he has to fight it ...
& he spits it out.
& gives me the evil eye...

Commodiens

I like to start the day by letting everybody know what to expect. If it is going to be a fun day, I'll let you know. If we are going to do something that you don't prefer- I'll give you heads up early- that way you can prepare yourself. Do whatever you have to get yourself ready...

Since I leave at the crack of dawn- I have to leave letters. Because no one likes to be woken up with my agendas.

This is this morning's letter:

Just ignore the 3rd grade penmanship- Evidently all of my teachers did. Do, however, take note of the "not"- Which is either Chan's handwriting or Scott trying to pretend like he is Chan. Funny.
At some point, Chan's brother by another mother (& father) wrote that he was "awsome"[sic]...and then tried to convince me that I had written it. Note: "written by tracy."

Bottom line- By the time I arrive home, everyone has cleared out, and my note has been modified. Clearly, the agenda system has failed...

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Chuck You Made be A Believer- Repost....

Story time...I am going to change some names to protect both the innocent and the others.
I have a close relative---he lives with me and I am responsible for his care. I'll call him, "Chandelier"- He enjoys Mixed Martial Arts- He takes lessons in Martial Arts.

The other day, I am sitting at home- enjoying a recorded UFC fight and eating a philly steak sandwich with extra cheese. The phone rings and I answer...it is Chandelier. He says, "Hey Big-Mama" cuz that is what he calls me now that I am into Publix Philly-Cheese Steaks and UFC fights..."Big- Mama"

I kid- I was watching "American Idol" and eating Robin's eggs (Easter Chocolate). Anyway, the close relative calls to let me know that the doorbell is going to ring soon and it is going to be the neighbor's father. Chandelier had protected himself during a scuffle and the father was not pleased...crud. "Sott"- my life partner...he wasn't home. Double crud.

I quickly turned down the TV and stripped naked. Yup naked. Big-mama was going to have to jump into the bath ...quick. I left my clothes in the living room and sprinted to the tub. The dogs, sensing my urgency, ran to the bathroom with me...barking loudly. I started the water and jumped into the tub before the water had time to warm...With the water running full blast and the dogs barking- I almost didn't hear the doorbell ring.

Well, darn- I am naked and in the tub. I CAN'T answer the door. So, I call..."Sott" from my cell.

"When are you going to be home?" Breathing hard- I can hardly get the words out... Sott is used to my dramas- he doesn't miss a beat..

Sott: "Why?- You want me to pick something up?"

He really is the most unsuspecting sweet guy. How God paired him up with Big Mama- We will never know.

Me: "Oh- I am in the bath and the darn doorbell is ringing. The dogs are going nuts...I don't know what is going on..."

Long story short- Sott eventually received a phone call. During which, I played dumb. In the process of communicating his concern, I heard that the upset Dad shared his opinion that boys should be in sports like baseball and not MMA.

I thought about that - Big Mama once shared this opinion. But, then I borrowed Chandelier's book by Chuck Liddell. I decided that it takes a huge amount of commitment, physical and mental strength and endurance to be a MMA fighter. I don't watch the fights. That is my choice- but I sure can appreciate the fact that it is a sport and a crazy tough one. I have supervised the training closely and am impressed by the instructors focus on safety, dedication, and responsibility. Bottom line- Big Mama supported Chandelier when he was in baseball and will fully support his martial arts training.

& will voice her support, naked in the bathtub, surrounded by her howling dogs...whose names rhyme with malentine and lippord

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Couldn't help myself....







Happy Mother's Day!

I have a storage unit the size of a double car garage with boxes filled to the brim.
Once in a while, I will go to the storage unit and pull something that I think I need. This week, it was a dinosaur hard drive- I was looking for some old documentation.
Instead- I found a lovely gift for Mother's Day. My sweet baby- when he was still a baby. Look at how tiny he was?! Look at that unfortunate paint color- The paint color story requires a separate blog post. I won't digress today.


Baby Face.



With his cousin, who was tiny too! & Granpa...Looking at this picture of my dad is helping me understand the role of genetics and body type.


Lil' Chan with Matsui




And my BFFs children were babies too!

These pics still melt my heart. They were taken in DC and NY- It was on this trip, that I realized Chan was truly a kindred spirit. I could suggest anything outlandish and he was game. I believe our family roles were cemented during this vacation. Chan & I throwing out increasingly insane ideas and plans. Scott adding the only voice of reason- providing a much needed anchor.

I adore that smile!

Have a Happy Mother's Day!

Friday, May 7, 2010

You are welcome...???

I received this very sweet thank you today.I didn't read it until I was putting it on my bulletin board. Huh? What?!!!

I had to google " blue foot boobies." We did not target the knowledge of the BFBs in speech- but I am keeping the card anyway!

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Going Green


Cliffy and I are pledging to plant 1 tree in every hole that he digs over 6 inches deep. Today, I am planting 3.
Join us in this Tree in Every Hole Challenge!