I don't pretend to be who/what I'm not. I will be honest here unless I publish under the category "This could be news," which is 99% fiction and a wee bit sarcastic. ;-) I want readers who come here to have as much fun as I do. Not all subjects can be fun, but most can be funny if I do my job right ;-)
My inner child is reflected in my logo and will change at a moment's notice.
Whenever I’m feeling low I like to login to Facebook and see what funny things my family and friends post. Not only do the quotes, photos, and posters crack me up, but the reminder that these goofy people are MY peeps, warms my heart.
Gotta share our latest sentiments, as well as a Throwback moment!
This says it allP.S. They did not care what color they wore
I realized, suddenly, that I did not have one photo of Ziva and I together. I say suddenly because that is how thoughts and ideas come to my head. Out of the clear blue they enter – without warning. They must lurk in the background of my brain, percolating until the time they leap to the forefront and interrupt whatever else I’m thinking about, if anything.
Hubby was helping out at the Sheriffs sub station in town, so I couldn’t have him snap a couple of pix. Our closest neighbors were not in this weekend, so it looked like a selfie for two was the option. I grabbed my iPhone and started the camera app. I have a great non-phone camera, but I was too impatient to look up how to do timed photos in the manual. That, and you must act on the opportunities you have. Ziva was having a calm afternoon, just lazing around. I was grateful because I needed to rest along with her.
Setting Up the Shot
I sat down next to Ziva and lined up the camera, but before I could take a photo I had a 70-pound puppy nuzzling and licking me. I’m not usually on the floor, so this must have excited her. We rustled around and I giggled for a while and tried again.
Moves Like Taz
Now, Ziva was full into her Tasmanian Rodeo phase. She runs circles around the living room until she is exhausted. This took a little time to wait out…
Now that she’s worn out, Ziva happily snoozes.
Next, I take 5, well… maybe 10 because it takes nearly 2 to get up off the floor when you’re not a pup.
Time Out
We try again. This time I am getting better shots of Ziva, but only parts of me.
I am so worn out that holding up my little iPhone is difficult. At one point, I fell over and got a close up of our carpet.
Beige Carpet (specks are Ziva’s hair)Awwww!
At last! Both of us. Well, at least most of us…
This will have to do for now – I think it’s time for another nap…
Most of the time when I hear someone sing The Star Spangled Banner, I cringe. They either change the key, the notes, or add personal flourishes to show off their talent. In my humble opinion they should leave well enough alone.
OK. I may have been wrong…
Imagine my jaw-dropping surprise when I clicked on this link my hubby sent me of our anthem, performed by a rock band. I know, right?!
I had to share it with y’all on this Memorial Day weekend. So… turn up the volume, click the photo (or link below) and enjoy 🙂 I think you will find it as inspirational as I do.