Friday, September 23, 2016

Fluffy and George and the Little Flower

 St. Therese of Lisieux, The Little Flower 

St. Therese of Lisieux said, love proves itself by deeds,
 so how am I to show my love?
 Great deeds are forbidden me. The only way
I can prove my love is by scattering flowers,
and these flowers are every little sacrifice,
every glance and word, and the doing of the
least actions for love.

“Miss no single opportunity of
making some small sacrifice,
here by a smiling look,
there by a kindly word;
always doing the smallest
 right and doing it all for love.”

The splendor of the rose and the whiteness
 of the lily do not rob the little violet
 of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm.
 If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose,
spring would lose its loveliness.”

Thursday, September 15, 2016

The Basil is Spent

September at the homestead, the garden is winding down.  Thoughts are turning to compost.  You know, spreading a blanket of compost on the garden so all is cozy till spring.

Meanwhile, there's this lovely hydrangea.

And this tree will soon look like this.

My hands smell like bleach from cleaning clay pots.

Happy September all!

Friday, September 9, 2016

Pop Culture Frenzy, Round 50

Welcome once again to Pop Culture Frenzy.  The other night there was a televised debate that wasn't really a debate.  The two candidates talked to Matt Lauer separately.  Whatever.

Our question. What's in her ear?



It's nothing.  A shadow from light
 on the sound stage.  You haters are
 making  something out of nothing.

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Well.  Hillary must get bored easily. 
 I remember her saying snide things about people who
 bake cookies.  Maybe she is learning
 another language or working on a PhD. 

Hostmaster:  you are a perennial optimist. 

  That might explain her balance problems!

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

It's an earpiece. 
 Someone is giving her the answers.
  An audio cheat sheet.

Hostmaster:  most likely correct. 

Maybe it's a hearing aid.
  Being under sniper fire can cause hearing loss.

Maybe she has ear mites!
Really big ear mites.

You haters are just looking to criticize her. 
 She is an accomplished woman!
Name an accomplishment.
She was Secretary of State.
Name one accomplishment during her tenure
 as Secretary of State.

She was a senator.
Name one accomplishment 
as Senator.
Hostmaster:  returning to the thing in her ear.  Any other thoughts?


 She wore, she wore, she wore a yellow earpiece

She wore it for the questions,
that were softballs anyway.  
 So ends another round with no winners.
Certainly not the American people.
Round 50
Fluffy/Molly  21
Bryan/Cyndi   19

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Summer Squashing

Another banner year for squash in the garden. 

A certain Pomeranian fails to appreciate the beauty of squash.  Thus, he inserted himself into the picture.

His largesse didn't last long.  He soon bored of posing and sought other opportunities.

Doesn't that ingrate know that those home made dog cookies he so enjoys contain fresh squash?

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Late to the Olympics

I've always felt a vague indifference to the Olympics.  Don't get me wrong, the admiration due to athletes for their dedication, perseverance and hard work cannot be denied.  Still, the whole parade thing and lighting the flame thing has always left me ho hum.

Till now.

Special thanks to the American Kennel Club.

Saturday, August 13, 2016

August Blahs

All the wild raspberries and wild blackberries have been picked.  The rewards for venturing out and sweating like a horse are different than they were a month ago.

August has always been my least favorite month.  As a kid, it was because school would be starting soon.  As an adult, it is because here in southern Michigan, August is the month most likely to offer conditions closely resembling an Amazon Rainforest. 

Still, there are some pleasant things about August.  Remove the bra, wring it out, step into the cool house and from the window, watch a doe and her twin fawns scrounging for apples.

Come to think of it, I haven't had that much moisture under my top since the peak of menopausal hot flashes.  Bah.  Let's return to some nice things about August.


Maybe the Lake Effect goes on vacation in August to rest up before snow time.

Snow is nice. 

Happy August everybody!


Thursday, August 4, 2016

Pop Culture Frenzy, Round 49

Welcome once again to Pop Culture Frenzy.  Today's question takes us to Cape Cod.  They are wrapping up their annual Yarmouth Summer Celebration.  Part of the fun includes 41 sand sculptures placed all around town.

One sculpture on display in front of a popular restaurant has spawned outrage.  The main complaint is that the sculpture is offensive.
What is this offensive sculpture?

Hostmaster:  incorrect.


Hostmaster:  incorrect.


Hostmaster:  incorrect.  OK.  It's not an offensive religious thing.


Benjamin Franklin?

Hostmaster:  incorrect. 
Ulyssies S Grant?

Hostmaster:  incorrect.
Plymouth Rock?

Hostmaster:  incorrect.  OK.  It has nothing to do with offensive American history.

A squirrel?
Hostmaster:  incorrect.


A sand dollar?

Hostmaster:  incorrect. 

A Black Lives Matter protester?

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

A police officer?

Hostmaster:  incorrect.  Must I give you a hint?!

Let's just go eat.

First, let's just go to the beach and
 build an offensive sand sculpture
 of Hostmaster.

I need a potty break.

Hostmaster:  sigh.  It was a buxom mermaid.  Her large breasts shocked some folks.

This is just another example of objectifying women.

Mermaids are mythical creatures, not women.

It makes sense that mermaids
have big boobs for buoyancy.

Where do mermaids go to the bathroom?

This round is over. 
Here's the story on Sandy the volumtuous mermaid.
Round 49
Fluffy/Molly  21
Bryan/Cyndi   19