News Flash

I'm not as crazy as I look! My uncle just came home and told me that a possum is living under the house. So it wasn't just my imagination working overtime last night! There WAS a critter underneath the floorboards.

Creepy.

It's A Hard Cot Life, For Me

Now that we are at my grandpa's, I get to be the adventurous one and sleep on a cot. Forget the fact that it makes noise every time I roll over and change position, or the way the springs holding it together seem to pop and give a little when I lay down. Those are just minor details, hahaha.

Let me just say this, I was sleeping hard last night in more ways than one. Not only was I out fast last night, but a few hours into my slumber I woke up to a terrible pain in my lower back. Apparently my hip bone was digging into the middle bar on the cot. Pleasant. So as I rolled over to a more comfortable position and gently began rubbing my back---I heard a noise off to my left side. My senses go on alert and I quietly laid there listening to this strange sound, all the while trying to figure out what it was without overreacting. It sounded like a "chomp-chomp-chomp" noise coming from underneath the floorboards and all I could think of was two yellow teeth belonging to some critter down there gnawing on the wood underneath the house. Yes I know, my imagination was running wild.

Apparently I didn't think about it too much because I drifted off to sleep again. I was having a pleasant dream about a rodeo and cowboys when I was rudely awaken by a beastly looking crow outside the bedroom window. He may not have been a rooster but he definitely had attitude.

Such is life.

Feeding the Kiddies

As we have set out on another family vacation (minus one), we once again get to experience all the joys of long distance travelling. My sister and I did most of the driving, however, Dad did squeeze in a few hours behind the wheel. It's a well known rule in our family that whoever occupies the front passenger seat is to keep Dad AWAKE when he is behind the wheel. At all costs.

At that particular moment, I happened to be sitting in the "co-captains" chair and not only did I get the task of keeping Dad busy, but I also had the responsibility for all the snacks, drinks, tissue and trash needs going on in the truck. (It's a lot of responsibility riding in that front seat. Believe me!)

Anywho, as we were driving along, Dad got the munchies for something sweet (and Mom wasn't on the menu, hahaha) so I set to work opening a little cookie pack for him and getting a juice box to wet his whistle, at his request. I don't think I have EVER seen my dad drink from a juice box and it made me laugh. I had to remind him like a child NOT to squeeze the juice box. So as he became content with his snack, the other child in the back, aka-Mom, asked for some peanuts. As I was getting the peanuts for her, all I hear coming from my side is a quick rustling of plastic wrappers. I look over just in time to see my dad's big fingers digging around in MY cookie pack! While I was busy taking care of someone else, he totally took advantage of the situation and left me..........cookieless. Pahhhh!

Naughty little boy.

Shifty Eyes

I was in the middle of of typing an email this afternoon when a co-worker walked through the lobby. I began to look busy and continued clacking away on the keyboard, pretending to be quite enthralled with what I was working on. As the co-worker was making their return trip through the lobby I felt like they were watching me and I didn't know whether to make eye contact or to just continue staring at my computer. Such a dilemma, right?! Well, there really was no need for me to be staring at the words coming across the screen, but I still didn't know whether I should look up or continue looking "busy". So there I sat. As my fingers were flying over the keys with that all too familiar clickety-clack sound, my eyes started to dart all across the computer screen! I didn't know where to focus my eyes---on the person or the computer--- and so my eyes made their own decision. They started roaming all over the screen, from left to right, to up and down, and all around. I'm telling you, they probably thought I was going into shock or having a brain tremor as they walked by. (All in the hopes of "looking busy". Pahhhh!)

Next time---just make eye contact and smile.

Blast to the Future

Have we time-warped into the future or something?

My sister and I were on our way back to the office after lunch today and as we were driving along I looked up and saw the strangest (and longest) street sweeper I have ever seen in my life. As I popped out a "What in the world...." comment, my sister took notice of the weird piece of machinery and proclaimed in her astonished voice, "It's from the FUTURE." (If only you could have heard how she said it, you too would've been laughing!) It was the spaciest thing I've ever seen.

Seriously, it was a very futuristic looking street sweeper with its aerodynamic front and back end. It was almost twice the length of a typical street sweeper. Never have I seen something like that on OUR city streets! I guess times are changing. The other day as we were out and about we saw a city bus that looked like a space shuttle, with the futuristic look. Why do they look like the speed rails in Europe?! We're being taken over by androids! Chaaaa! (I am NOT the sci-fi girl but I couldn't help but tell my sister that cheesy remark.)

Oh well, we got a kick out of it. Just as long as I don't have to drive one.........

The Trees Have Eyes

This is what I know: I live in a desert, it is dry and it is HOT. The summer sun leaves no one untouched, including the birds.

I was out watering the thirsty flowers in my garden last night, and between the water trickling over my toes and the light summer breeze it actually felt rather nice. As I was moving the hose from one flower bed to another, I noticed that it got rather quiet and I felt like I was being watched. I quickly looked up to take in my surroundings, expecting to see someone on the street, but all I saw were a bunch of beady little eyes staring straight back at me. The birds were quick to notice that the water was on and it seemed to immediately catch their attention. I casually watched as one by one they came hopping over to my yard, keeping their focus on ME and the water. I turned my back for a few seconds to switch the water to another garden, and when I turned back around, birds were not only in the lawn but they were flocking to the trees above me. I felt like I was being watched by a crowd! The eerie part was that they weren't squawking, singing, or chirping, it was like they were whispering to each other while keeping their beady little eyes on me. I kid you not! It was like they were speaking to each other in hushed tones, and I was the topic of conversation.

Never have I felt so conspicuous in my own front yard as I did last night!

My Dad, Mr. Green

The other night found my family at the movie theatre. We were finally going to see "The Hulk" on the big screen. Let me just say that sitting next to my dad was like sitting next to a child. He could hardly contain his excitement over finally getting to see this movie. Every now and then I would sneak a peek at my dad while the movie was playing, and to the unsuspecting movie goer it might have looked like he was just leaning forward and stretching his arms. Far from it. Little did they know that he was actually flexing his arms, making Hulkish noises and building up the intensity in his shoulders. Just like the Hulk. At one point during the movie I heard some gurgling noises next to me and I thought somebody nearby was choking on their spit or something. However, after I snuck another peek at my dad I realized he was just in Hulk mode......again. My dad is a pretty stocky guy, well muscled, but as he now likes to compare himself to the Hulk, all I can do is smile. I think I was laughing more at my sneak peeks of my dad than the actual movie. Who needs a movie when he's around to watch?! Tahhhhh!

I love MY Hulk!