Contemplating Independence Day

LOVE THIS QUOTE:
There, I guess King George will be able to read that! ~ John Hancock upon signing the Declaration of Independence.

Celebrate

Happy Independence Day!
We have already had some festivities for the 4th of July and tied in an early July 6th birthday for my niece. Sweet 16! Pizza, watermelon and root beer floats and a fun present from her doggie Bonnie! The Girl likes to eat so I made her a recipe book of her favorite recipes that I make for her including the shopping lists for each recipe. She seemed very pleased with that gift! Happy Weekend and Happy Independence Day!

Summer Napping

It has truly been warm here...or should I say a bit sweltering..but I AM NOT complaining..I was so cold last summer so I am enjoying every drop of sweat that falls from my forehead into my eye! When it's summer it needs to be hot but my poor friends in the Backyard Bed and Bistro are having a wilting time of it. However, last Friday was a most delightful day....we all took naps together...I love my furry friends! They gathered around me and saw that I was napping so they perched themselves on cool rocks, leafy branches and moist cool earth and slept with barely an eye open. First I read to them from a book I was reading and then when they saw me lay my head down, napping we went!

Anything Goes

I frequently read a blog called Daisy Cottage. Kim of that blog is such a genuine and sweet person and her blog today was on being free to decorate the way you want to..and I say Hear,Hear!
WE love our decorating shows but sometimes they make us feel that we are not decorating properly...have too much color or what we are all probably guilty of...too much stuff. We love our color and stuff and should be surrounded by all that we love...it makes us feel safe...and if we habitually watch the news...we are made to feel unsafe...so Color up those abodes and pile in that stuff! Your house is your world and you can make it a billowy nest that two kitties would love to sink into!

Wild Party Saturday Night

And that it was!
As the sun set every one who was any one and their closest relatives were there. Excessive amounts of food was consumed in a frenzy with bits and crumbs dropped where ever they partied. Drinking...oh ho ho yes, there was drinking...and jumping into the pond in their birthday suits. There was dancing on the bar and chasing the new girl in town whose attitude would have turned off any sober potential suitor. But not these boys..these guys strutted their stuff till they passed out on the tables and ground. Rude cat calls and resultant hisses at the most bold was the haughty attitude that girl displayed that night.
At one point in the long night there were 2 gals chasin' one guy..screaming and running..then..soft cooing was heard after the pursuit and a look of guilt on the faces of the participants as they crawled from behind the fence. tsh tsh. Nearby resident parents tucking their inquisitive young into bed, had to cover the little ones eyes and ears!
Late into the wee hours of the morning a lone singer continued...excited by the gaiety of party lights and unwilling to give up that last robust note... Finally, enough was enough...the big switch had to be pulled to grow the darkness that announces Closing Time!
Next day the Wild Life Bed and Bistro was unusually still...all for a couple who wandered in and out trying to pick up the pieces of their dignity...but it was a wobbly entrance and exit.

The Peculiarities of My Mind

Some peculiarities about me I haven't shared with too many people~~

I see numbers as family relationships...for example: #5 is the Mother and #10 is the Father of 1,2,3,4,6,7,8,9. #9 is the big teen brother, #6 is the little teen brother and #7 always watches out for #6. #7 hangs around alot with #8 because she is the biggest teen sister and #9 kinda watches out for all of them. #1 is a little brother and #2 is a little sister who she thinks she is pretty mature. #4 is a regular normal little adolescent brother.) This did NOT help me with Math in school however!

I see dates in a time line like they taught us in school. I stand on the time line where we are now and look backwards at all the years in decades. That's why dates of history are easy for me to remember.

When I hear people speak I see the words spelled out as if they are being typed onto a page. This DID help me with spelling and grammar.

I visualize letters as individual colors. They have family relationships, too, but not as strong in my mind as numbers. So when you tell me your name I see it as a color or a string of colors for each individual letter. This necklace looks like my Mother's name Charlotte. The way the beads are placed on the string is how I see the colors of her name, like Indian corn. My father's name is golden brass and black~Ernest. The letter A is always red in my mind's eye. My children's names are Regan~bright golden with a red A and bronze R and Derek~ blue for the D and golden yellow for the E and white for the K.

I don't know why my mind works in this way...it wasn't taught to me. Don't know why I'm writing a post about it either. Guess I thought you just might want to know how maybe UNPECULIAR "you" are....I must have had a lot of time on my hands when I was a kid! Silly, Silly Girl!

Literary Divers

We love books so much that when our friend emptied his family home that was full of many, many books all the way back to the late 1800s, we climbed into the dumpster and gathered all the books that he and his siblings had thrown out. They were understandably overwhelmed with the 65 years of accumulation,~ they were too exhausted to even think about keeping one more book. So many pieces of literature...signed first editions...wonderful literary books from their parents college years in Minnesota, went from their family home to ours... Oh, we acquired a lovely collection since his parents were journalists and very learned. Going through the books I found his mother's diary from the late 1930's~the time just before her marriage to his father. I loved reading it and after I did I gave it to him as a gift. He was so delighted he had no idea it had been tossed..so for a gift to me he gave me a gorgeous ring that he had bought his mother when he was in Israel which she wore on all special occasions. He said he knew it would fit me perfectly. I have a bond with his mother...I never knew her.