Monday, May 24, 2010
And the next animal is....
What is up with me and the animals? This time....a turkey. Okay, seriously, the last two times..a turkey. Now, I could use the plural form, but I am not certain if it is the same turkey or not. BUT....If I were a detective on some TV show (that I love to watch on Mon. evening) I would say it was the same one. Both times, she has been standing there in the middle of the road. Instead of taking of and "flying" away, she begins to run. Well, we decided this morning that she runs like a dachshund puppy with longer legs. Not only does she run, but she runs down the middle of the road. Right down the middle of the road...in front of my car. My son decided that she is practicing fleeing from the hunters. My daughter just sits and laughs at the way it runs. I am simply seeing that bird with dressing, cranberry sauce, and some gravy! How did Ms. Noah not see the animals for what they really were? Breakfast, lunch and supper? Oh, and beef jerky is a great snack!
Sunday, May 16, 2010
I am no ark!
I had to post the previous thought before I could continue on with the next. (If you haven't read yesterday, then Stop now do so before moving on.) You see, just the thought of being on the ark was scary enough for me. I didn't even talk about the smell as my friend Sarah suggested because "smelly animals" are part of my life...whether they have two feet or four. And even though I would have needed some medication for the boat ride, I never thought twice about actually being the ark...........until Friday!
Friday we woke to thunder, heavy rain, and water everywhere. The amount of water was nothing until I hit the intersection of Rebecca and Catclaw Dr. There is where the water met the door, and my heart went to pounding. Not because of the water (I am in left turn lane and cars on all sides throwing water everywhere), but because as I am focusing on the road, my precious daughter begins to scream. It sounded something like high pitched noise and then "A mouse __ the car". Excuse me? which preposition did I hear? In? On? And, since I couldn't really decipher, I just started to scream with her. I still didn't see anything but quickly decided that screaming might keep "it" away! I began to frantically search for a dry spot where I could pull over and open the door without filling the floorboard( and I drive a Tahoe!) It was as I was looking toward the right side of the road that I saw it! The mouse. He wasn't in the car, he was on the car. Well, not on the car, but actually riding on the windshield wiper for a moment. So, I screamed! She screamed. "It" (although I could see the underside, I didn't ask it to sit still long enough to decided male or female) so, "It" soon got off the windshield wiper and tried to run to her side of the car and jump onto the mirror. The next tidal wave sent "it" scampering back into the place where the wipers lay. As the wipers would come on, "it" would run back and forth from my side to hers trying not to be hit by the wipers. This continued for some time. Soon "it" ran down on the hood so I hit the brakes thinking I might throw it! Ha...small but mighty and right back into the wiper hole! More screaming. Then "it" decides to attempt a run up the window. More screaming. All the time, my son is in the back cheering "it" on saying how "fun" this is! I drop the son off at school, and our passenger stays with us. I don't know how far it is from his school to mine, but I can tell you that it takes 6 minutes in dry weather, and in wet weather it takes much longer especially if you are screaming off and on. Like that mouse could hear me yell to get off the window!
So, I wonder....When the floods came and the boat door shut, were there animals trying to get into the ark with Noah? Did Mrs. Noah scream when the mice were playing in the ark? Did God get all of those animals to rest so that the dog didn't chase the cat who chased the mouse who would have driven me to screaming? And was Noah the typical man who says "It is only a mouse for goodness sakes. It can't hurt you much less get into the car!"
I am so thankful for the rainbow. I would have been worthless on Noah's ark! God made for this time in this place and I am thankful that we haven't had to build an ark...
Go ahead...pass out. Two postings in two days. You probably think I have time on my hands. Well, I actually do. Tony is out of town, and hello....it is too wet to work in the yard. Think I will go put mothballs in the garage.
Friday we woke to thunder, heavy rain, and water everywhere. The amount of water was nothing until I hit the intersection of Rebecca and Catclaw Dr. There is where the water met the door, and my heart went to pounding. Not because of the water (I am in left turn lane and cars on all sides throwing water everywhere), but because as I am focusing on the road, my precious daughter begins to scream. It sounded something like high pitched noise and then "A mouse __ the car". Excuse me? which preposition did I hear? In? On? And, since I couldn't really decipher, I just started to scream with her. I still didn't see anything but quickly decided that screaming might keep "it" away! I began to frantically search for a dry spot where I could pull over and open the door without filling the floorboard( and I drive a Tahoe!) It was as I was looking toward the right side of the road that I saw it! The mouse. He wasn't in the car, he was on the car. Well, not on the car, but actually riding on the windshield wiper for a moment. So, I screamed! She screamed. "It" (although I could see the underside, I didn't ask it to sit still long enough to decided male or female) so, "It" soon got off the windshield wiper and tried to run to her side of the car and jump onto the mirror. The next tidal wave sent "it" scampering back into the place where the wipers lay. As the wipers would come on, "it" would run back and forth from my side to hers trying not to be hit by the wipers. This continued for some time. Soon "it" ran down on the hood so I hit the brakes thinking I might throw it! Ha...small but mighty and right back into the wiper hole! More screaming. Then "it" decides to attempt a run up the window. More screaming. All the time, my son is in the back cheering "it" on saying how "fun" this is! I drop the son off at school, and our passenger stays with us. I don't know how far it is from his school to mine, but I can tell you that it takes 6 minutes in dry weather, and in wet weather it takes much longer especially if you are screaming off and on. Like that mouse could hear me yell to get off the window!
So, I wonder....When the floods came and the boat door shut, were there animals trying to get into the ark with Noah? Did Mrs. Noah scream when the mice were playing in the ark? Did God get all of those animals to rest so that the dog didn't chase the cat who chased the mouse who would have driven me to screaming? And was Noah the typical man who says "It is only a mouse for goodness sakes. It can't hurt you much less get into the car!"
I am so thankful for the rainbow. I would have been worthless on Noah's ark! God made for this time in this place and I am thankful that we haven't had to build an ark...
Go ahead...pass out. Two postings in two days. You probably think I have time on my hands. Well, I actually do. Tony is out of town, and hello....it is too wet to work in the yard. Think I will go put mothballs in the garage.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
3 days and 3 nights...but not griping!
It has been raining for 3 days. I am not complaining about 3 days of good soaking moisture. Somewhere during the day I was asked if I could imagine 40 days and nights of this. No I can't. Worse that that, I can't imagine 40 days and nights on a boat with 2 of every animal! I have always loved the story about Noah but now that I am the mother of two, owner of a dog on anxiety medication and owner of a house with cement floors and 10ft. ceilings.........(how did they muffle the sound?)I really love Noah and his story. Maybe I should love his wife even more!
Seriously....40 days and nights with nothing but rain; on a boat with no swimming pool, shuffle board, ping pong table, or better yet, no bottles of nail polish, no computer, DVD's, ipods or iphones? And then, my son would be asking(no probably not asking) to ride the elephants, swing with the monkeys and tell jokes to the hyenas. Of course if the animals are "resting" then I can't imagine the "Hey mom, M said that......" "I DID NOT....He ....first and then..." "No that is not the way it happened..can I tell you just one thing..." Don't forget the "I'm bored". And let's not overlook the bolts of lightening and rumbles of thunder that awakens my son so that he can find his way into my bed, chair, bathroom whatever. Maybe in the ark, everyone just picked an animal and slept beside it. So, I am thankful for this rain, but am so glad that I don't have to endure it in a boat....with animals, and no entertainment. Of course...can you imagine how nice it was to land on dry ground? My son seems to have landed in the best mud around town. I have yet to put up the broom. And by the way....I would sleep next to the owls. It seems that today my sentences all start with "Who?"
I can hang on...I will take the rain....we have trees to plant!
Seriously....40 days and nights with nothing but rain; on a boat with no swimming pool, shuffle board, ping pong table, or better yet, no bottles of nail polish, no computer, DVD's, ipods or iphones? And then, my son would be asking(no probably not asking) to ride the elephants, swing with the monkeys and tell jokes to the hyenas. Of course if the animals are "resting" then I can't imagine the "Hey mom, M said that......" "I DID NOT....He ....first and then..." "No that is not the way it happened..can I tell you just one thing..." Don't forget the "I'm bored". And let's not overlook the bolts of lightening and rumbles of thunder that awakens my son so that he can find his way into my bed, chair, bathroom whatever. Maybe in the ark, everyone just picked an animal and slept beside it. So, I am thankful for this rain, but am so glad that I don't have to endure it in a boat....with animals, and no entertainment. Of course...can you imagine how nice it was to land on dry ground? My son seems to have landed in the best mud around town. I have yet to put up the broom. And by the way....I would sleep next to the owls. It seems that today my sentences all start with "Who?"
I can hang on...I will take the rain....we have trees to plant!
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