Wednesday, January 16, 2019

An Ordinary Saturday

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Each day brings us little surprises to enrich our day and our Saturday was no different. Tall Husband was driving my old Beemer down the freeway, which is terrifying, as he drive just like me, except with tailgating thrown in. "Would you like to go the the old feed store over on Washington Avenue to look at their plants?" he asked, as he narrowly missed the back end of a slow moving dump truck.

"Yes!" Not because I wanted to see plants but because they have bunnies there.

As we pulled into the parking lot, my mobile phone was Tall Son. I told him we had just arrived at the feed store. "Is that a new restaurant?"

I explained that it's an old-fashion feed and seed store that sells feed for animals plus other items.

When we walked into the store we saw a young teen attempting to stroke the head of the store mascot, a parrot. The parrot bit her finger and drew blood...a lot of blood.  The girl screamed, then crumpled to the floor. "What was that?" Tall Son asked, as he had heard the scream over the mobile phone.

"Oh, a parrot bit a girl and she fainted. They are carrying her outside. Now they are propping up her feet."

Minutes later our conversation was interrupted by sirens. I answered my son's questions, "Oh the ambulance arrived...they are tending to her wound and attempting to bring her back to consciousness."  At this Tall Son burst into laughter.



"Mom, you're reporting this as if it is an everyday event.  So deadpan!  If you were anyone else, I would think you were making it all up.  But I have seen these weird incidents happen to you wherever you go."

"To me?!  I wasn't the one who was almost born on an Army chopper near Russian occupied territory."

"Mom!  You were the one who got on that chopper...that was hardly my weird event."

And so went another ordinary Saturday.

Tuesday, November 13, 2018


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Today, we are all in our sweaters and shawls in the Bunny Bungalow, as it is cold outside.  Keep warm Babes!

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

The Pale Rook

 Is it a bird, a plane?

 No, it's Althea...'tho she did fly here from Scotland.

 And she kept her cool.

Don't you just love the work of really imaginative, talented artists? So do I.  Althea is the work of Johanna, artist and doll maker.  You will find her magical creatures over at The Pale Rook.  She is also on facebook.  Her Etsy shop is usually empty, as her pieces sell out within minutes of her posting on Etsy.

Welcome to The Bunny Bungalow, Althea!

Note: Scooter and Skipper tried to fight me for Althea as soon as they saw her unwrapped this afternoon.  Close call!

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Pissing and Moaning

Stink Bug on the front porch and on my camellia this morning
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That's me, pissing and moaning.  Or at least I was before getting a new knee.  I had a total knee replacement recently.  Surgery went beautifully but physical therapy is a bitch.  I like to think my knees look better than the bug's knees above.

Observation: If you are "double jointed" as I am, don't expect your two knees to function the same as they did prior to injury/surgery. So, now I have a knee that can pop backwards and one that won't. Feels strange but hopefully I will get accustomed to the different feel.

Confession: I am still pissing and moaning as I recover.  But I do it to myself, as Tall Husband just had a total right hip replacement and needs a brave person nearby.  He will get a left hip replaced as soon as he recovers from this one.  Hope we both live through his next one!

Monday, March 23, 2015

Well Hello!

I planted a dozen bulbs two years ago.  None showed their petals until...I found this one hiding under the azaleas this week.  What a great surprise. Little Tulip, what took so long?