How is everyone today? I’m feeling pretty good. The new book is starting to really click and I’m hoping to get a couple thousand words today (barring another spectacular family crisis). At the moment I’m sitting on my back porch shivering, which is a glorious change this summer, and doing my morning wake up stuff.
Today’s tea: Jungpana Estate Darjeeling, 1st Flush. Dark, strong, sweet, and just full of caffeine.
I always hated back to school cuts when I was a kid. Then in high school I let it grow out. In college I had it long or in a mohawk. And then it mostly fell out. Sigh. I miss my hair sometimes, though I don’t think I’d really want to deal with the hassle again, or at least my subconscious doesn’t. I occasionally have nightmares where my hair suddenly grows back only in one of those spiky wild anime styles.
My son used to have a mullet. “Business in the front, party in the back!” he’d say.
Nowadays he wears it a lot shorter. He’s got two kids and no time to deal with long hair. Which is a pity, because when he was in elementary school he had hair down to the back of his neck and didn’t really care what the other kids thought. (I think most of them thought it was cool.)
I’m actually up before the spouse today! And I’ve even showered and dressed! Feels good…
Still thrilled over Keith Olbermann’s rant last night on Countdown…and absolutely disgusted with the freepers attacking him (as Steven D reports). As I said in Steven’s thread, for all the boasting about “bringing democracy to Iraq”, the right wing sure seems to hate it when we have democracy in America.
Enough political pondering in the Cafe…time to see if the spouse is up and stirring…
This was sent to me by an elderly lady friend today.
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930s ’40s, ’50s, ’60s and ’70s !!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright- colored,
lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread ! and real butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren’t overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were okay.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes! After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendos, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video-tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms……….WE HAD FRIENDS, and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
!
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts, and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk takers, problem solvers, and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned
HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with oth! ers who have had the luck to grow up as kids before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our “own” good. And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?!
I’m up, helping the Queen of the Universe savor her last few days of freedom before she had to go forth and reunite with the subset of her adoring subjects that attends her school. This year might be even more interesting. The Tasmanian Devil (a/k/a my son’s oldest boy, age 5) starts kindergarten at that same school this year.
Tomorrow it’s supposed to get up to 83° again. It might be time for another round of swimming.
Morning Andi.
The Dog Blog is up.
Great bird pics and a wonderfully soulful picture of Luna.
Miss Hopeful decided to wake up at 4:49 AM. I’m going to have to start going to bed before midnight.
Morning Andi – evening keres.
a little guilty that I encouraged you to get a dog — but fortunately I’m very good at ignoring guilt.
Good morning. How delightful to have you visit with us.
Your greeting is almost as good as the 1000 licks to the face I’ve received already this morning! BTW – I’m going back to bed. See everyone later.
How is everyone today? I’m feeling pretty good. The new book is starting to really click and I’m hoping to get a couple thousand words today (barring another spectacular family crisis). At the moment I’m sitting on my back porch shivering, which is a glorious change this summer, and doing my morning wake up stuff.
Today’s tea: Jungpana Estate Darjeeling, 1st Flush. Dark, strong, sweet, and just full of caffeine.
Seems awfully quiet in here today.
We’re off to get the CB’s hair cut for back-to-school. They are SO happy about it. Not.
Hope everyone is having a good day-
I always hated back to school cuts when I was a kid. Then in high school I let it grow out. In college I had it long or in a mohawk. And then it mostly fell out. Sigh. I miss my hair sometimes, though I don’t think I’d really want to deal with the hassle again, or at least my subconscious doesn’t. I occasionally have nightmares where my hair suddenly grows back only in one of those spiky wild anime styles.
Or even scarier – a mullet!
My forebrain’s right there with you on that one. But the hindbrain fears long blues spikes. Maybe because those are much more possible for me.
My son used to have a mullet. “Business in the front, party in the back!” he’d say.
Nowadays he wears it a lot shorter. He’s got two kids and no time to deal with long hair. Which is a pity, because when he was in elementary school he had hair down to the back of his neck and didn’t really care what the other kids thought. (I think most of them thought it was cool.)
I’m actually up before the spouse today! And I’ve even showered and dressed! Feels good…
Still thrilled over Keith Olbermann’s rant last night on Countdown…and absolutely disgusted with the freepers attacking him (as Steven D reports). As I said in Steven’s thread, for all the boasting about “bringing democracy to Iraq”, the right wing sure seems to hate it when we have democracy in America.
Enough political pondering in the Cafe…time to see if the spouse is up and stirring…
in support of Olberman. The dude kicked major ass last night. Hope you have a good day, Cali.
This was sent to me by an elderly lady friend today.
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930s ’40s, ’50s, ’60s and ’70s !!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright- colored,
lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread ! and real butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren’t overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were okay.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes! After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendos, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video-tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms……….WE HAD FRIENDS, and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
!
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts, and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk takers, problem solvers, and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned
HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with oth! ers who have had the luck to grow up as kids before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our “own” good. And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?!
I’m up, helping the Queen of the Universe savor her last few days of freedom before she had to go forth and reunite with the subset of her adoring subjects that attends her school. This year might be even more interesting. The Tasmanian Devil (a/k/a my son’s oldest boy, age 5) starts kindergarten at that same school this year.
Tomorrow it’s supposed to get up to 83° again. It might be time for another round of swimming.
Froggy Bottom Hammock Day here