Face in the Crowd... um... make that CLOUD...

I was looking for a picture of the view from my Mother's front window (not the one with the beautiful sunrises). I was telling Shrieky about the jacaranda trees.. Ok.. back step one step .

Yesterday I decided to go up and check on Mom's house. My niece and her husband are living there, but they're off to get married in Puerto Vallarta. I took Mom to lunch and then, EVEN THOUGH IT WAS 90 DEGREES, I drove up to Mom's. It's about 12 miles.. it took over 45 minutes on the freeway. I called Shrieky at one point and bitched about the heat and the traffic and how much I hate this city. As I turned up my Mother's street, I saw the Jacaranda trees... and was immediately pleased. I want to have them all over my house when I move where it's quiet and slow and cool... My joy was short lived, however, because as I got to the house I realized, LONG TRIP NOTWITHSTANDING, I didn't have the keys.. they are in MY car, and I had Mom's..

arrrrrrggghhhhhhh!!

AnywayS, Shrieky hadn't seen a Jacaranda tree, so when I came home I tracked down a pretty picture taken of the tree across from my Mother's kitchen.. I'll stick it at the end of this blog..

SOOOO... While I was looking for the picture, I came across this picture. It was taken from my house one weird weather night a while ago. There is definitely a face in this picture. At one point it looks like a large lipped monster, and from another, a huge fish.. it was just eerie, as was the lighting and all..

Here it is 'corrected' lighter so you can see the details...




you just never know what's out there!! (cue Twilight Zone music here)

another view from another window at Mom's..

oh bonho.....

This is your present... (no, not just the box!)

Will you go to lunch NOW???

Sightings...

A mother... three children heading into Target. Two children on foot, one in her arms, and a pacifier in her mouth...

Hell.. three kids? Makes perfect sense to me!

Another Snippet....

Just a snippet of an interaction today. While waiting for the signal to change, I noticed the two young women in the car next to me... they were waving and laughing at something or someone in the car in front of them. As I watched, amused, the front car employed the rear window washer (which sprays water from the top, as in the picture) so they could see better..

All I could think of, as the wiper moved back and forth and the water sprayed down was:

OMG! It's so happy and excited to see them it wagged it's tail and peed!

Snippets....

I am going to get back to the letters, I promise. I'm just not as organized as I think I am... these little pills help me not want to kill anyone or cry all the time (and, of the two, I think I miss the first... most), but the OCD kept me in more 'control' (grin)

So.. this is a blog of little snippets of stuff that really don't warrant a WHOLE bloggy thing, but things I find rather interesting.

Case in point,. I got an email from the family, the ones who live in Arizona. They came out the other day and this was on the porch at the back of their house... (shudder)... they have kids...



Now I like snakes. I have always liked snakes. My absolute with out a doubt forever favorite teacher was my 8th grade science teacher, Mr Swingler. He always had things running about the class, and would often start the class by sending the more fearful girls up into their chairs with a casual "hmm... who let the tarantula out?" We had dance class before Science, and were accustomed to coming to class in our socks, shoes in hand.

So my introduction to all the 'creepy' things was gradual yet intense. I remember sitting in class with a glass snake draped around my neck, his head facing forward as if interested in the lesson. Glass snakes are notoriously slow snakes, so I never developed the fear. The teacher also talked a great deal about what made us afraid of things, and how we didn't have to be... I called him about 15 years ago and told him how much he meant to me, as a teacher. It was his birthday..

Sometimes you get it right...

But I digress.. although I like snakes and crawly things.. I DO NOT LIKE RATTLESNAKES!! simple... direct...
'nough said...


Now this picture is out of season, but it's hot here now, and it makes me think of winter... cool quiet winter. No tourists winter...

sigh..

It was my sister's Christmas card .. oh... about 17? years ago. My niece is getting married in two weeks, and my nephew just turned 21... they drew the pictures (you can tell who drew what (grin)). I just loved that card, and now I'm sharing it with you!

This picture was taken about 20 years ago on a trip up to Canada. It's a farm next to the campground (KOA) in Burlington Washington. A great campground with an indoor swimming pool and two heated spas... sigh... just what you want when it's cooler.. and quieter...

hmm.. I seem to be on a trend here... cool.. quiet..

must be summer at the beach..

snippets...

And That's What We Call...Spamming My Blog!

It seems as if my blog has been spammed by some stoopid company. I am not going to mention them because I do not wish to give them anything more than they have 'taken' from me so far...

They attach an anonymous post about how wonderful my site is... the spelling is 'off' so I suspect they are foreign. Then they have a little thingy at the bottom.. a happy face kind of thing that links to their web site..

I don't like them very much, but since some of my friends can't figure out how to post except anonymously, I'm stuck with them.

I have friends, though, and I'm going to figure out how to spam their asses right back..

you watch and see if I don't...

(insert evil grin emoticon here)

me

On Top of My Molars....To the tune of... well.. you remember!

Two hearts and a shamrock... the top part of the shamrock chipped out... no fixing it now!!


This is harder to see... there are two flowers with stems... one yellow, and on the left, one pink... not a great picture... The hearts, flowers and happy face pictures were taken AFTER the crowns were cemented, so they were more difficult to capture.

For those of you who don't know, don't remember or don't give a damn, I worked for a dentist for 8 years. One of the benefits of this job, other than the fact that I LOVED it, was the fact that the lab for making crowns was in the back of the office. My teeth have never been..... well.. good. I have LOTS of crowns, and the old gold ones were eventually replaced with porcelain. This gave me an marvelous opportunity. I started small... one pink heart. Dark colors are difficult, as the only colors the tech has to work with are to stain the crowns to match teeth, so the colors are light. Then I had a Shamrock. Then, my favorite, two little flowers. Craig worked long and hard on these, and they are a joy. At one point I was going to have Steve Guidone D.D.S. on several that we crowned to alleviate my TMJ problems, but that seemed a bit much (grin). The Happy Face came about as a sort of reverse print... I love him, he looks like a demented Pillsbury Dough Boy .


Along came Deadwood, and, as I needed yet another crown, I decided on a peach. Deadwoodians will understand. The last crown I had has a little pig face on it... in honor of Mr Wu., Keone Young... It's a perfect pink pig!



So...

anyone jealous? Or is the general consensus that I am in desperate need of psychological care...

too late..

I already have a BOATLOAD of issues that far surpass a couple of teeth...

We're loadin' up my woody...

I was leaving "THE MALL" the other day and saw yet another great old car. This one was so pristine that I had to take a picture, even though I couldn't get far enough away from it to get a good one... turns out it belongs to a friend of mine! He's VERY proud of it, and rightfully so..

Did I ever tell you that I don't have many regrets, but one that I do have is that I never bought the 1956 Ford Fairline that sat in front of my house (it was for sale). I couldn't talk myself into owning two automobiles. It was in GREAT shape, just a few tiny dings, and the back seat was original upholstery.. it had 54, 000 miles on it. This was about 15 years ago... I could have bought it for $1,500...

sigh...

Now, because I'm tired AND sick, here's just a little kitty story..

C.J. has a new thing.... Every day she tries to get me to nap with her. She begs and cries and finally I go in and throw myself on the bed and she pounces up and curls up beside me and purrs and LETS me pet her... Now she holds my hand in her paws (with just a hint of claws), licks my thumb all over and cleans her face with it!!! I'm like... What... too lazy to use your own paw?? it's toooo cute..

and I'm too tired..

me (wanders off, singing)

We're loadin' up my woody
with the boards inside
and heading out singing our song

Street Scenes from a Cell Phone...

I've been taking Mom around and running errands it seems like all week long. Actually, it seems like longer than that. While doing 'my thing', I saw this Shoe Car. It's on Santa Monica Boulevard in West Los Angeles. It's in front of a shoe store... at least I HOPE that's a shoe store, cuz otherwise it's just too weird! I love that it's a high top boot kind of thing, and that, although it's eminently drivable, you can't tell by just glancing at it. Well, looking at the picture again, maybe you can (grin). I have found that I can take pictures with my cell phone and then 'fix' them in my i photo thingy and make them look a bit better...

The next picture is an automobile I saw while Mom and I were sitting in the shade enjoying a yoghurt cone. Well, I was enjoying it and she looked like she was, but it's hard to tell. She doesn't say no when I ask her if she wants one, and her face kind of lights up, so I'm hoping it's not just gas...



This is an automobile. This is not your car. This is not a 'vehicle', either all terrain , or Sports Utility, or any other silly name we've chosen to give credibility to vehicles we seldom use for ANY terrain or sports or, heaven forgive, utilities... This is an automobile made of real metal. I wouldn't hesitate to pit this against any stoopid Hummer, if I could pick the spot to hit it first. I owned cars like this. I had someone NOT make a left hand turn when they SHOULD have (next to me ) and we hit and MY automobile ripped open the side of her puny 'vehicle' like a jagged tin can, which is just what it was. My automobile (a '62 Buick Le Sabre) had black paint on the bumper... I loved that automobile. I felt SAFE in that vehicle... I believe this to be a 1959 Chevrolet Nomad station wagon...

I love this one, too...