April 30th, 2010
Poor Lucy. She’s probably wondering what’s up with stopping off at the store on the way home from her walk and creek swim, when everyone knows she gets fussy if she’s not carted straight home for her nap. She knows every turn to and from her walking places, and if the truck goes off-course, she throws a fit, usually in the form of constant whining. This afternoon she was too tired to whine and could only muster a few pawings at me as we waited for W. I know that look. She’s ready to drop any second.
April 29th, 2010
I think I can put the whole homecoming thing to rest with this photo, which is a total mess in more ways than one. I’m sure it’s seen better days and has probably just suffered the ravages of time.
So let me see what I can remember about this awesome portrait. It was the day after homecoming and I, Alan and our family dog, King, a springer spaniel/shepherd mix, are standing in my backyard. We’re holding on to King because the yard wasn’t fenced, and he couldn’t be trusted off-leash. Come to think of it, half the time he couldn’t be trusted otherwise, either. Having grown up together, there was plenty of sibling rivalry, and I’ve always considered King my brother. (He is another story in itself.) I’m outta the pink, so to speak, from the night before and am back in my standard fare…sweatshirt (of Virginia Beach origins), denim bermudas and black ‘n’ white saddle oxfords—ones with red soles—not white *ugh, and sorry if I’ve offended anyone*. Trust me, I’m in saddle oxfords, which I wore all the time…basic cheerleader stuff. (Which is another story in itself.) I think it’s obvious why one of my dad’s nicknames for me was “Birdlegs.” I can’t vouch for Alan’s cheesy jersey, but it looks like something he fashioned with electrical tape for flag football, which, right there, renders it cheesy. And I see one of my mom’s roses there in the background, which appears to adorn…
The hair. Holy cow. The fallout of a bouffant explosion. My hair is usually straight, give or take an uncontrollable wave or two or at the very worst, humidity havoc, but this was unprecedented. Thankfully, all it needed was a good shampoo. Until then, I’m sure #12 and I had a good laugh then agreed that any talk about big hair and makeshift jerseys was off limits.
April 28th, 2010
Here I am, holding back a giggle, probably embarrassed at my getup. This photo pretty much caught the entire costume (sans corsage) for the homecoming hoopla…pink polyester gown with silver sequined trim, pageant gloves, matching shoes and clutch bag…clutch bag, heh. Believe me, the next time those accessories saw daylight, it was on their way to Goodwill. The really girly things were, and have since been, totally lost on me.
Okay, here are Alan and me. Apparently there were two cameras in operation that night, hence the b&w and color. That hair. Wow. I remember my mother taking me to this beauty school on King Street in Alexandria, and for near-to-nothing the students practiced their skills on ya. Whoever did my hair was a real Houdini ’cause believe it or not, my hair was only a little below chin length. That evening everyone asked, “How’d they do that???” I may have answered with two words…Aqua Net. I’ll have to post a photo of my hair the next day…I couldn’t get it to lay flat for anything.
Poor Alan. I think I was the first in a line of high school gals who didn’t have real dates, i.e., boyfriends, and hit him up as an escort. But he always obliged. Lucky us.
April 27th, 2010
I know I promised a meatier post for today, and I was tooling along just fine…I really was…until I got a phone call about a family member’s health glitch. So I’m now all distracted, at least until I hear good news. So, just a few random things…
I’m still throwing punches with my cold, but am getting better. But, you know how you’re improving, but then along come these other annoying symptoms? Like a nonstop runny nose and that tickly throat thing that is usually worse at night, so you can’t sleep and neither can anyone else? I hate when that happens. I’m trying not to whine here, so I’ll move on.
This beautiful African violet is just one of many that adorned my mother’s lawyer’s office. That’s one good thing about country lawyers…they don’t mind much about one roaming about and taking pictures. Or maybe they’re just too polite to say anything. Anyway, I kept my camera focused on the flowers and away from the file cabinets, so…
You may have noticed that I’m back to messing around with website design, but haven’t attained any sense of consistency with pattern, color, etc. So, maybe I’d better work on that…oh, and tomorrow’s post.
April 26th, 2010
I should have a more substantial post for you tomorrow. I’m on the mend from this darn cold and think I shall be more with it tomorrow. I feel fine…I’m just too busy wiping my nose and coughing to type. Argh!
April 23rd, 2010
I believe this is the sky over White Sulphur Springs, WV. I took this from the train, but the train was running late, and I don’t remember if it got off schedule before or after this was taken. But I don’t think it matters. Either way, this was the sky over Eastern West Virginia the day before yesterday.
Why not go to SkyWatch Friday and find skies from all over the world. While you’re there, why not leave a link to your own skies so all can enjoy? Many thanks to Klaus, Sandy, Wren, Fishing Guy, Louise and Sylvia for hosting this most ethereal meme!
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