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Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Humans vrs beasts

Kittens everyday morning

Rina's song

Bananas in the morning

MEMORIES YET TO COME…02/16/15

--The room is cold, the air is quite crisp. Bringing back memories of other rooms in other places and other times, just about but not quite like this. The same yet so different, but how can this be.
--Like a painting seen in different light that’s the tricks, of memories. Like pages of a giant book blowing in the wind, they flip, leaving in their wake whatever it is that was painted for the future to compare.
--So many times forgetting was it was that made them shine, or to dark to ever want to go back there.
--The spark of life is never what was but what is, and that’s found in the light of each new day. where the seeds of memories yet to come do lay...

IT'S ABOUT TIME.....08/27/16

---Well it seems the weather has finally broken a tad, at least for the next 10 days if the forecast is to believed.
--The prospect of being able to go outside without being backed from the outside is so enticing I'm finding myself having a hard time concentrating.
--But then again that just might be old age peeking in the window. My wife swears I'm getting a tad goofy as the years go by.
--Either way I've already informed Waffles he can plan on a few midnight walks. For some reason he doesn't seem to impressed..... 

IT SURE GETS CONFUSING....07/19/15

--Sometimes I find myself getting a tad confused with thing’s. At first I figured it was just old age creeping up on me. Then I realized it's just the why thing's seem to be spinning lately.
--The weather's a whack a doodle gone over the edge lately. But hey what can you expect. It never really was to predictable in the first place. Oh they tried . But sometimes I thick mother nature just like's to keep us guessing.
--As far as the world. A fellow could go bald with all the head scratching going on there. If your looking for a voice of reason I don't think your going to find it on the world stage. Right now they all seem to be in mixed nut status.
--As far as the little thing's well who can figure any of that out. Rising prices, low wages, and who gut’s and has the most.
--It seems like were living in a really bad loony toons cartoon lately.
--The only way to get though the day is keep it as simple as possible and pray this to comes to pass....

INSPIRING THE UNINSPIRED....08/25/15

--I often shake my head in wonder at some of the stories I hear about couple's who find themselves trying to inspire their partner’s to take a more active role in the relationship.
--My wife and I never had much of a problem in that department. So I’m usually at a loss to understand just what in Sam hill the problem is. When it came to the simple thing's like just who was responsible for what we just pitched in and got the dang fool jobs done.
--There was none of the dividing job's by gender stuff that you see so much of today. If the dishes were dirty I’d wash or my wife would. If dinner needed to be cooked it was either or. Not wait until my wife got home from working all day to cook i usually had dinner waiting when she got home.
--Going right down the list was never a problem. What ever it was if it needed doing we just worked together.
--I guess we figured the whole marriage thing was a partnership where two people worked together right from the get go. I’m still at a loss to understand how it work's today. And can't understand some of the logic I hear to justify the behaviour of some people. But I guess that's just the way it is.
--I’ve always tried to let my children know that work's work and there was no dividing by gender in our house. Some caught on right quick to the principle and other's are still learning. But that's life I guess, a learning process. Hopefully when it come's time for them to start their families they'll have all the kink’s worked out.....

IF IT WAS EASY IT WOULDN'T BE CALLED WORK....01/31/16

--There’s only so much you can do to take the sting out of the job at hand. most of it seems to be a matter of perception.
--Myself I like to dive into the deepest part of the pile and slowly take it down a notch or two. Others I’ve noticed save that for last.
--What ever works I guess. Is how you play the game. I have found by getting rid of the worst tends to cast the rest of the day in a different light.
--Usually this allows me enough fortitude to get through the rest with a much better disposition.
--Of course what ever way it plays out, keeping a eye on the big picture during the whole thing helps the most.....

HOOP DANCING....02/05/16

--It seems for all the freedom were given, were also expected to jump through a endless array of hoop's each day.  To maintain what freedoms we have left.
--While over time this seems to become so woven into our everyday life we don't realize it or become numb to the fact. I'm not to sure which is the case anymore.
--But i will say I’ve never been to fond of all the dang fool hoops, and all the dang fool dancing each hoop brings.
--It sort of makes you wonder just why there are so man hoops in the first place. And why it seems there are only a certain amount of people who are condemned to the dang fool games.
--Are the really necessary or are the just provide for us to keep us distracted while those who are not condemned to the dang fool game go about their merry old way. Continuing their shenanigans that provided us with the dang fool hoops in the first place.
--I guess it's just another in a long line of mysteries waiting to be explored....

I HAD A FUNNY FEELING....03/15/15

--I had a funny feeling, but didn't want to be the one who pointed out the reality of the situation.
--When I was latter called to chat, my funny feeling was back. And this time it was plain to see, that not only was I right but I'd forgotten my first duty and should have said something to lesson the shock.
--As I listened to the story, I tried not to show how much of a blow it was having to hear what my worst fears had been whispering in my ears.
--I offered what comfort I could while wishing it was more. Making a promise to myself never more would I keep silent when a feeling I did have. Just spare myself the duty of pointing out sometimes what's seems good has a bad side to. ...

HOW SOON THEY FORGET.....09/14/16

--I've always been amazed how pets can forget the most simplest things they learned when they were very young. In a lot of ways I guess their like people in that sense.
--But unlike people it's usually quite easy to get most pets back on track. All it takes is a little consistency.
--People on the other hand are a enigma, just about the time you think their back on track blamo, their right back doing what they were doing before.
--If I had my druthers, I rather tackle a whack a doodle pet than a hard headed person. They have a tendency to leave you talking to yourself, and mumbling into the night......

Monday, January 30, 2017

Blue skies with greyish white clouds

Christmas lights little seasonal delights

Special days

Baby playing with Dad and Mom

Dog's a special kind of weird pet

JUST A COUPLE OF SECONDS....08/17/15

--I don't know why but I’m constantly being amazed by people on the road. when my wife and I are out and about.
--When my daughter was learning to drive, and took her driving test she was accused of not driving aggressive enough. Apparently it's one of the new norm's nobody bothered to let the rest of us know about. Driving with total disregard with anything remotely resembling common sense.
--Passing cars with other cars coming. Forcing cars to get the Sam hill of the road so you can get through. Passing on blind corner's, or following so close one sneeze and that's it.
--Maybe it's just me but it seems a tad foolish for the amount of time being saved can probably be measured in seconds. But then I image if you add up all the seconds in a day your probably talking some serious number's.
--Just the same it seems like such a waste being in such a dang fool rush all the time. I know in my case I usually see quite a few reminder's in one little trip to make me want to slow down even more and enjoy life and all it's beauty....

WHEN THINGS GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT….02/04/15

--I have  never understood the fascination some people have with watching what I guess they call horror movies. Myself I call them perfect feeding ground for my over active imagination. Which I might add really don't need much for engagement. A scrape or rattle in the middle of the night and off it'll go for a stroll, especially if I’m over tired to begin with. So needless to say I try not feed what I don't want running Willy-nilly off on a tangent every time things go bump in the night. Especially in a house full of cats who seem to think the time to go whack a doodle is when I’m trying to sleep.
--I try to keep it pretty simple if you fill your head with garbage, then that’s pretty much what'll end up coming out….

When life was simple…01/21/15

--It’s funny but when the power goes of in winter, life is turned back to the simplest form . Just the basic's are needed to survive the ordeal, and everything else becomes secondary.
--It’s hard on children used to so much that runs on power. But in the old days, that's the way it was. We didn't have a lot of electric do dads and what not-s. For entertainment we told stories, or played games. Most of which were made up as we went along….

Watching the scales tip...12/29/14

--Maybe it's just me but it seems like when each day begins it's a constant race to try to balance the scales so we don't drown in the excess of what needs to be done. And maybe if were lucky get enough done to give us enough breathing space when the next day begins.
--Most of the time it seems to be a simple battle to get the scales just to balance, but every once in awhile they tip in our favor. It’s on day's like that I smile because watching the scales tip in our favor even a little bit makes it all worth while. Especially since these day’s when the only that seems to be tipping in our favor is the amount of weight we have to carry just to get through the day.
--I know it’s a small victory, but hey these day’s I’ll take anything that makes life a little easier. Maybe that’s what it’s about….

SQUIRREL ALERT....06/22/15

--I have never been able to figure out just why it is when it comes to traveling the ride's the mornings seem to be the better ones. Maybe it's because the day looks fresher and you take more notice of the scenery. Or maybe it's your outlook on thing's either way I like the morning ride's the best.
--The squirrels and chip monks seem perkier. And have a bit of an attitude in the morning. But then again we are talking about squirrels and chip monks as a whole they kind of live up to their names. Like when they run across electrical wires that run across the streets and they just happen to drop a walnut and it hits your car with a loud bang. That really perks you up!
--While driving into town we must of slowed down for at least a half a dozen. unfortunately this proved to be to much for the little fellas because at least half of them ran back to where they started. My wife laughed and said maybe it's not getting across the road but the contest to see if they'll make it that their after. Either way all I know it gets kind of tiring having my innards shook up every time we had to stop. But I guess it was better than running the poor playful dare devils over. Even these critters deserve a chance as devious and comical that they are. They play dodge ball with cars with their nuts, catch me if you can crossing roads, and hide-and-seek with all the nuts that they gather. They sure make for an interesting drive in the mourning perhaps this is when their fun of energy…..     

SILLY SONG DELIGHT'S....08/14/15

--When the children were little and before actually I had a tendency to sing or hum a silly song when I worked or just puttered around. It raised a lot of eyebrows over the years. But I always figured oh well.
--Then of course my wife and I married and luckily she thought it was cute. Little did she know there was quite a bit more to the package. And over the years she learned to go with the flow. And of course walk real fast when out shopping with me.
--The children loved the silly songs when they were little. Not so much as they grew older. But hey by then they learned to humor the old man. Probably waiting patiently for that day when he forgot things. Hoping the silly songs was one of them.
--Now well I figure I’m just too dang old to start changing things I like doing that don't hurt anybody. In fact over the years some of the silly songs have brought smiles to a few people who have crossed my path. And the others ones well I’m sure it provided them with something to chat about with their friends.
--Either way it's just one of the things that I use to keep me focused on maintaining and having a good day. And that’s what it’s all about when it gets right down to it….

SOMETHING’S A LITTLE OFF….03/10/15

--As surprising as it sounds usually if we listen we’ll have plenty of warning. The hardest part is listening in this day and age I guess.
--But I know in my case I’ve been forwarded before things went of the rails. It’s usually when I was to preoccupied to listen to that little voice, that things went to far.
--Most days I listen or at lest try to give it my best shot.
--I still miss a few from time to time. But I’ve caught more than I’ve missed and that helps a lot…

IT NEVER SEEMS LIKE ENOUGH...04/21/15

--Fill the water, fill the food, clean the box, and you think your done. but like little children there back in five minutes wanting more.
--Clean the counter, clean the floor, clean the table, and in five minutes your right back doing it again.
--Now it doesn't seem fair but what can I say it's part of the joy of raising cats, kittens, and children it seems. Oh and don’t forget the dogs have a hand in this whole collage of whack a doodle ness.
--Take me out, feed me, water me, and do it again. Sometimes it seems most of your day is spent feeding, watering, and washing, and waking the dang fool whack a doodles. No wonder you fall asleep early.....

Sunday, January 29, 2017

Happy New Year

Bi polar kitty

A day to remember

Cookie day

JUST KEEP GOING…02/08/16

--Going back and forth has never been my strong suit. I never could figure out the need for backtracking. Oh it's not to say there haven’t been times when I probably should have. And as a result spent some very long night’s trying to figure out how to find my way as a result.
--But through it all I’ve always maintained the attitude that as long I kept moving forward sooner or later things were bound to get better. that’s not to say I won't take breaks now and again to get my bearing‘s. and maybe there are days when big steps become baby steps. 
--I guess I never was much good at following the norm. Which seems to be go forward until it gets a little rough and then go back and try a different approach. forgetting about all the time and effort and sacrifice you put into the first attempt.
--Me I’d have to say remember the time and effort and sacrifice. learning from my mistakes along the way and just keep going.....

LITTLE DEVILS CALLED WORDS…02/12/15

--I wish someone would tell me when it mattered not what was said, but what was heard in the words that reached the ear’s on each head.
--I guess words are such little devils to be, that when they reach ear’s they become not what is but what is perceived. 
--Its another of the mysteries of life, these little devils called words, how they are really chameleon’s it seems, when moving about.
--Oh what a wonder it is and oh such a fright, that such simple words can be such a devil to hear right. 

NIGHT SOUNDS....11/01/15

--Funny thing about night sounds they all fall into one of two categories. Recognizable and unrecognizable. Of course the trouble usually starts when you start hearing the ones you don't recognize.
--Now if there’s one thing I’ve learned its a lot easier to go investigate before things get out of control than it is after. Because usually your to dang busy fixing what ever the Sam hill went whack a doodle.
--So usually the nights are filled with waking every two hours but also checking thing are running  up to snuff before going back to sleep. Its a whacky way of doing things but it has stopped a couple of potential problem from becoming full blown so I kind of stick with what works.
--Besides what sleep that’s missed is can easily replaced with a quick nap. After all it seems to work for those dang fool cats…..

THE WORST KEPT SECRET....07/09/15

--Walking into a room you can usually tell when the furry little fools have been up to something. Or maybe it's just my over active imagination. Either way I can usually tell.
--Not trying to be to obvious I check at the usual spots for signs and then try to make my best guess. Of course waffles is a dead give away with certain things.
--If he's sitting pretty staring lovely at my wife. It usually means she took him when he had to go.
--The dang fool dog loves my wife. And will spend the morning hours straining for the sounds of her first steps. And when he hears them announce to the world that she has awaken.
--Of course my wife tries to down play the whole thing but I’ve caught her running over with open arms to pet the furry little fool.....

THOSE AMAZING LITTLE WORDS….

--Over the years I’ve been amazed at the power of words, just a few simple ones can make a persons day, and on the other hand a few harsh ones can really throw it for a downward spiral.
--As a parent I quickly learned that words have power and to be careful which ones I used when talking to my children.
--It often required a lot more effort on my part but the end result was well worth it…..

WELL HOW BOUT THAT…

--At first you were not really sure of what you were seeing because you had just woken up and you didn’t have your glasses on.
--But when you finally got the dang fool glasses on you found out your eyes weren’t playing tricks on you the dang fool kittens were hopping around on the floor like rabbits.
--Of course trying to navigate through the little darlings and their morning  shenanigans can be a tad tricky that’s why you keep a cold cup of coffee next to the bed. Even old pink hat wearing fools tend learn after awhile I guess.

THE OLD STANDBY....07/18/16

--Sometimes when you can't find the words to say what your feeling I fall back to a good old hug.
--There's something about the gesture that say’s everything that needs to be said. without the distraction of words.
--Over the years we've used it allot in our house. From group hugs, to just a good morning greeting.
--There's allot of power in such a simple gesture. Make’s you wonder what would happen if people tried it instead yammering on about things that could be solved with just a simple hug or two.....

WHEN WORDS WON'T COME....10/29/15

--Usually when words won't come, it's because I’ve been stymied once again by a totally absurd incident. You know the one's where you pinch yourself to make sure your not in the middle of a dang fool dream.
--But like everything in life you realize it not a dream just the new reality we live in where anything goes and the more absurd the better.
--Lately it seems to be a almost daily occurrence. So I usually just end walking around mumbling to myself shaking my head. Trying to come to terms with another whack a doodle display of the new normal.
--I keep waiting for the shift in the consciousness of the universe. Where this whack a doodle ness is put back in its proper place where it belongs. Sooner or later is bound to shift back.
--Until then I find myself comforted in the fact that like many thing’s this new trend will loose it’s luster and eventually shift back where the normal was more give and take and not the constant take take take were currently in…..

WITH THE BEST INTENTIONS....06/21/15

--Starting each day with the best intentions and preconceived notions is like trying to walk a fine line with one leg tied behind your back. Even though you take that first full of faith that you'll finish. When gravity takes over you realize good intention are one thing but digging yourself out of a hole filled with self doubt takes more than giggles and twitches. It takes hard work and a firm hand.
--Bad days are a blight that can only be over come by a firm hand on the tiller. There's not much time for the whispered shenanigans of self doubt.
--I usually hope for the best, prepare for the worst and keep my eye on the prize. Realizing of course everyone’s in basically the same boat so patience goes along ways when dealing with people through the course of the day.
--Oh at times I’ve been accused of being to patient. And there have been other times when despite the best intentions even the sounds of growing grass has gotten on my nerves. The curse of being human I guess. But being human the power to learn for our mistake’s is a gift from above. Instead of a curse from below. The only excuse for not enjoy it is that stubborn little gremlin called pride who refuse’s to admit when your wrong.
--Becoming a parent is a blessing and a curse. Because you quickly realize there’s power in a smile, and a hug goes along way when words are at a loss.
--The self indulgent day's where you can sit around and curse the universe for your misfortune are a blight you can no longer afford to indulge because words also have power and it's amazing how much turmoil the wrong ones can cause.
--It's a fine line we walk together, and sometimes it's better to take a moment before going whack a doodle in a effort to reinflate your day at the expence of somebody else's. I guess it‘s all in how you look at it....

WORDS LEFT UNSPOKEN....05/12/15

--The muzzle of enduring love quiets the storm within. Keeping the force from blowing about.
--In silence the words left unspoken hang like a smoldering fog, reeking like a old wet dog.
--With broken heart and hanging head they watch and wait for any sign of life with in.
--But the words left unspoken, are all there is. And that is the shame of the moment I guess. sometimes actions are louder than words. or so it is I’ve heard....

Saturday, January 28, 2017

INSPIRATION COMES IN ALL SIZES....01/13/16

--Keeping a open mind to the possibilities of just where the day might lead you, is like looking for deer late at night. A endless job but very comforting when the day is done.
--Not only do you spot those little bit's of inspiration but sometimes if you listen are able to actually let them inspire you along the way.
--Of course the flip side is just ambling along with your nose to the grind stone missing out and forcing the little darling to make another call.
--While this can be good, most times I’ve found the end result not to be very comforting all. They tend to get a tad impatient, if they have to make another visit. And the end result can be a tad jolting....

IF ONLY....06/03/16

--Sometimes I wonder what happen if people used their heads before they started in on a self surveying rant. It's always amazed me over the years, how the need to make yourself feel better by crushing the feeling of others, takes precedent with some people. The power of a few misspoken words, can be a quite the wrecking ball.
--But like everything in life I guess a toughing of ones outer shell is a never-ending process. And they say only the best steel is produced with the hottest fires.
--Myself I think it's a shame, and do believe there is a better way of course. But like everything it takes time, and a whole lot of patience. Something which seems to be in such short supply these days it should be on a endangered list somewhere.
--Everyday I say a silent prayer for the victims of those wrecking ball words. I hope they find the strength to hang in there. Life is such a precious thing, with it's countless moments of unrestrained beauty to be enjoyed.....

FROSTY MORNING WAKE-UP....01/13/16

--Say what you will about the wonder's of that first cup of coffee and it's ability to chase sleepiness away. But for the last few days I’ve found stepping out side on a frosty morning more of a wakeup.
--That's not to say coffee isn't greatly needed it just hasn't been proving up to snuff as far as being able to provide the amount of jolt needed to chase sleep anywhere but deeper into these tired old bones.
--Sort of makes you wonder if maybe the coffee in the morning thing has become ritual that has seen it's day.
--Of course I’m sure like all thing's it'll probably pass with a little patience. In the mean time I’ll stick with what seems to work. Because quite frankly I’m to dang old to be switching gears this late in the game.....

FINDING THE WORDS....02/24/16

--I suppose there's a difference between finding the right words and knowing when to say them. As long as you don't use it as a excuse for not talking at all.
--I prefer to keep the door open. Even if by doing it, it ends up coming back and smacking me in the butt a time or two.
--Although sometimes this is hard, because were all human and nobody likes to feel like a doormat.
--I find it's better sometimes to say to much than to have the ghosts of unused words shadowing me day in and day out....

BEING KIND ISN’T SUPPOSED TO BE HARD….06/21/15

--I watched a conversation the other day. I was amazed at how many snide and hurtful comments were used to describe the situation of which the person spoke.
--I couldn’t help but feel bad for the person receiving the comments. It is so sad when people don’t take the time to think before they speak.
--Being kind isn’t supposed to be hard. In fact you would think it would be easy but apparently in the me, me, me, generation in which we live it’s a sign of weakness and too feared at all cost.
--That night I said a prayer for the person’s involved. Both of the groups. Hopefully they’ll find the strength to carry on and perhaps they won’t resort to such childish behavior the next time.                                                            -- And the one who had their spirit shattered will find it in their heart to wave their little flag in such a sea of adversity.                                                 -- Like I said being kind shouldn’t be so hard. Perhaps less words and more physical gestures should apply. A polite nod of your head in agreement or disagreement. Body language can say a lot without the hurtfulness of words spoken without thought. A smile can go a very long way and both can feel really good in the end.                                                                                       --Be kind to your neighbor and they will in return be kind to you.  Do a favor for someone in need and receive a smile of appreciation. Help out somebody that you notice is having a problem even if their to proud to ask. Give your hospitality they will surly welcome you back. Be generous in conversation as well as in donations to the ones in need you would be surprise to see the comfortable results in their eyes. Try to be sympathetic to those who are having trouble for they are really trying to do their best. A little help goes a long way.                                                                                 -- In your conversations, manners, and behaviors you can be polite and civil it’s the humane thing to do. Especially in our country with so many different beliefs and numerous life styles today. It’s better to be courteous  and respectful of others to live a joyous life of harmony and peace. The pleasure it will bring you by being nice is endless. It can lift your spirit and others to soar for heights into a new atmosphere. An innocent gesture to hold open a door for someone is genteel. To be considerate can have the power to spread from one person to the next traveling for miles and miles.                               --You to can be attentive and show your endearment by spreading some cheer to the next person you come in contact with a greeting of hello and a smile. A kiss on your wife’s cheek would brighten her day or a big ole hug to your kids can bond you for life. Buy being kind to your family it will become easy to be warmhearted to others and show forgivingness. Oh please by all means pass this little bit on .



What a difference a smile can make

Being kind isn't supposed to be hard

Forever smiles sometimes break

Crazy days

Friday, January 27, 2017

Glimmer of hope

The jingle bell cat

Kittens little bundles of fun and mischief

Blue skies with greyish white clouds

LATE NIGHTS AND EARILY MORNING WAKE UPS....07/15/15


--For some reason late nights and early morning wake ups seem to go hand in hand. For the life of me I have never been able to figure out why.
--But 9 times out of 10 if your up late you can count on being woken up in the wee hours of the morning.
--Over the years I’ve tried to prepare for such things by having a prearranged safety net so to speck. One is a pot of cold coffee ready and waiting. Since I’ve never been able to handle drinking hot coffee it works out pretty well.
--Of course most of the time it's all in how you look at things that really count when it comes to the little thing s that happen in life. If you take every stumbling block as a major hurdle then your pretty much confining yourself to a bad day. Me I try to roll with what comes and go with it.
--As a result I have more good days and to me that’s what counts.....   

TO MUCH CONFUSION 10/19/16

--As a rule quiet time is where you can get it in a house full of cat's dog's and children. Sometimes it comes in the morning, and sometimes quiet time doesn't show up until mid afternoon. Being a parent you learn to go with the flow. Sometimes it's easier said than done unfortunately.
--Over the years there's been plenty of confusion as to just how much quiet time dear old dad needs. Some figure if his eyes are open he's fair game, and some figure anytime is the right time.
--Usually when there's to much dang fool confusion in the wee hours of the morning is when things get just a tad complicated. You start feeling like a ball who's lost it's bounce, and everything turns into just another dang fool hurtle on the way to a little quit time.
--Of course after all the shenanigans over the years quiet time really doesn't have to be much just a couple of seconds and your good to go.....

.Wow has it really been that long….10/14/16

--I find Holidays and Birthdays , are mother nature's gentle reminder that time is passing make the most of it while it's here.
--With each passing Holiday and Birthday I'm reminded of just how quickly time passes.
--For the most part I try to make to most of each passing day, oh, sure there are quite a few things I need to work on but I do try to make the most of what I've been able to accomplish so far.
--Of course my wife still thinks it's a whack a doodle way to do things, but slowly she coming around to the fact that I never really was much for doing things just because it's the normal thing to do.
--So far it seems to work, and I've found I've had more good days than bad with this way of thinking. And that dang fool question,” Wow has it really been that long?" doesn't haunt me as much as it used to.....

JUST A LITTLE BIT LONGER....11/28/15

--I love the days when you start counting the minutes left before you can pull the plug on the day, and begin the night. Usually there some of the most memorable moments you've had in awhile.
--Be they festive holidays, or just shoveling muck and mire all day. They do have a tendency of going in the book as wow days.
--Trying to navigate becomes a battle royal, between yourself and what ever comes between you and that old fluffy bed filled with rocks.
--Of course when you finally put you feet up and sit down to relax for the first time in hours you can almost hear your feet singing when you finally pry those dang fool shoes off....

THE DOMINO EFFECT....07/20/15

--It amazes me sometimes when the domino effect starts. It’s like wow. Can it possibility get and more out of hand?
--You spend most of your time running from one thing to the next without a break in between. Usually I have to stop myself from going into chicken little mode, because if you give into the effect that's were you will end up. And when the domino effect starts there's already enough people in chicken little mode. You really don’t need any more.
--Like everything else in life the domino effect passes. But it makes for a wild ride though, and has the potential to turn even the most steadfast of heads. The trick is to slow down and take it as it comes and don't loose sight of the prize. Which is having a good day no matter what.
--Surprisedly with time it actually gets easier to handle the ride. Sort of makes you wonder ......

WOW, DID I DO THAT?....05/13/15

--Cat on a whole are a ball of fun. Oh sure they have there bad days where you wonder if maybe along with a hairball they might have spit up there brain.
--But as a whole there pretty much a original. There easily amused by just about anything. From tiny pieces of paper to computer mouse's
--We had a cat who used to like to scare the heck out the other cat by meowing into the back side of a fan. If you've ever done it or had children who have done it you know what I’m talking about.
--This cat would wait until the other unsuspecting cat came along and purposely go behind the fan and meow just to scare the other cat. And then spend five minutes licking himself smiling while the other cat ran and hid. But that’s life in the house of whack a doodle pets....

Boy it sure looks cold out there...01/06/15

--Starring out the window watching the cold wind blow I'm reminded it's almost time to go.
--As the clock ticks down the hour, I can't help but cower. Because the temp says it feels like 2 below.
--Even though we won't be gone long, I try to prepare. Because if there's one thing I hate it's being stuck out there longer than it should take.
--We've done our best to combine all our trips into one, so it really should be fun. Trying to get everything done before the setting sun. When it sure to get colder out there....

EARLY MORNING TALKS….

--Usually I’m more than happy to have a conversation, in fact I’ve been known to go into the wee hours of the night taking my dang fool head off on occasion.
--But for some reason as I get older it seems waking up in the middle of the night to carry on conversations with cats and kitten and dogs has kind of become less of a priority. It fact in the scale of things sleep become more important I guess.
--Of course getting sleep in a house filled whack a doodle pets and children is kind of hard, not impossible just hard. If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years is the value of a good cat nap…..

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Dagon's secret lair

My sweet chinchilla babys

Full moon mixup

What a day full of morning light

THE OLD CAUSE AND EFFECT….

--Usually I love the irony of how just one little thing can make such a big ripple in the old great pond of life. It sort of reaffirms my faith that it doesn’t take much to create a wave a change.
--Of course that’s usually, when my wife said she wanted to change the curtains in the kitchen I wasn’t really thinking to much about it and went along with it because a little change is nice sometimes. Little did I know like most things in the house of whack a doodle even the little things need to be thought out before going ahead.
--The new curtain were bought and hung and they were very nice. They really brightened up the little room. So much so that every time a car goes by at night Gandolf starts a yelling about the disruption, which in turn gets Waffles going because quite frankly He’s always looking for a reason to bark it seems. And the Kittens well with all the noise in the kitchen they figure it’s a reason to start playing around which it turn creates such a racket you of course get woken up.
--And when the sun finally rises it turns the kitchen into a bright little room which in turn filters into the living room. Which is kind of nice except for the fact that the fury little darlings start their shenanigans all over again.
--But I suppose it could be worse after all a little extra light in the day kind of keeps the doldrums away….

A ROUGH AND TUMBLE NIGHT.....11/09/16

--Kittens have tons of energy and they can go for hours before they feel a need to take a nap. You would think two people who raised four children would of remembered that when they invited four kittens to share their house. It's amazing what you forget as you grow older.
--Of course kittens are furry little bundles of cuteness, so the can get away with just about anything. And I'm beginning to suspect they know just how cute they are judging by the amount of mischief the little darlings manage to get into.
--Trying to convince four kittens it's bedtime is really a waste of time, because they just got to much energy.  And actually you really can't blame them because you remember those days when you thought you could go all night.
--So instead of trying to fight with the little darlings to get them to go to sleep you just give them a big old comfy basket and let them know where it is.  It's probably not the best plan but it sure is easier and amazingly the little darling love their basket so much when you can't find them that's where they'll probably be.
--Some times there's more than one way to achieve our goals.....

WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT....08/28/15

--At first it sounded simple vacuum the rooms and change the bedding on a few beds. And maybe take down a few curtains and wash them.
--Of course in practice it was quite another matter. Changing bedding is a pain in the neck. And fitted sheets are nothing but a mind bender as far as I’m concerned. It’s like a dang fool test to see just how many times your willing to try before just tucking the dang fool thing in.
--Vacuuming is also a pain in the neck when all the dang fool dirt your chasing hides in corners that the dang fool thing won't reach. Then it's a case of crawling around on the floor with a hose that’s to dang burn short trying to reach all the crevices.
--Curtains are on my list of top ten thing's I don't ever want to do again. Oh they come of real slick but that’s just setting you up for the return trip. Where you need the patience of a Tibetan monk to get the dang fool things on the flimsy rod. That are held up by a bracket that belongs on a space shuttle. Because only a astronaut would able to handle them dang fool things.
--All in all I have to say I have a healthy respect for people who clean rooms and make beds for a living. It's a back breaking job that isn't for the faint hearted that's for sure. Just with the small amount I did I feel like I’ve been wailed on with a bag of rocks. I can't image doing it for 8 hour's a day though. Let alone full time.
--But like everything else I imagine you could get used to it and maybe after a bit it might not be such a pain. But one things for sure the next time I get any more dang fool ideas about combining all 3 of those things I think I’ll just stick with vacuuming. It seems to be all the stress I can handle at once.
--One thing I will say the rooms look better and the curtains look nice so I guess it was worth all the trouble....

THE PUZZLE HOUSE....08/05/16

--I've never been to fond of puzzles. In fact you could say I'd go out of my way to stay as far as I could from the dang fool thing's.
--I guess it just goes to show that the dang fool universe has a sense of humor. and don't mind showing it from time to time.
--When we moved in to the little house we were all so happy. Of course until we found out the place was puzzle house.
--To be honest I'm amazed the dang fool place has remained standing this long.
--None of the windows are the same size . the flour are all uneven . and the list goes on.
--One of the good  thing’s  I have learned to handle a puzzle of course. Just rearranging the furniture is a nightmare.
--But it does have it’s bright side it may be small but it is cozy as all get out….

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Cat vrs ribbion

Blueberries in the morning

Playing peekaboo with Dagon

A silent prayer from me to you

WHACK A DOODLE NIGHTS….

--I guess it’s the funny thing about living in a house filled with cats kittens and wondering children, just about every night can turn into a whack a doodle night with out to much trying.
--Cats and kittens can find the most mundane thing and make a three stage game out of it, of course raising enough ruckus for a herd of the little gremlins in the process.
--And children well being the little darling that they are it seems when they reach a certain age they require less sleep and are constantly on the prowl until the wee hours of the mornings.
--Of course trying to sleep is a test of patience, but I guess that’s all part of being a parent. It’s the little things and the Whack a Doodle nights that make life interesting….

BAD DAY HICCUPS....10/28/15

--Good day's are of course fun, and when one comes along I go out of my way to enjoy them to the fullest. Bad day's are a pain in the neck but hey they like every thing else are a fact of life. Call me strange but I’ve even turned a few of them around and found myself enjoying them as a result.
--The one thing I’m constantly being amazed by are the bad day sucker punches. Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse whamo something pop's up to show you how wrong you were.
--Early on I figured there was a lesson there. Being a tad hard headed it's taken me awhile to get a grasp on it. But lately I’ve come to the conclusion it's probably a good idea to expect the unexpected. And not let it knock the wind out of the old sail's.
--My wife of course thinks the whole concept is a tad whack a doodle on my part. And she's probably right. She usually is even though I try not to admit it to often.
--But I will say being prepared for the other shoe to drop gets a tad tiring. It has enabled me to find comfort and more good days in this old whack a doodle world we live in. Of course when it’s usefullness wears thin I’ll have to find another way of dealing with things. But like everything in life I’m finding if you look hard enough things usually reveal themselves when the time is right.
--Most of the time the only difference between a bad day and a good day I’m finding the way you look at it....



WHACK A DOODLE PROBLEMS....04/20/15

--My wife has said it over and over I’m a hoarder. I’ll save thing's that might become  useful later. As a result spring cleaning usually finds me going though my junk boxes to sort out things and toss what needs to be tossed. Hoping I’m not shooting myself in the foot with a later need.
--It's a pain in the neck but something that needs to be done on a regular schedule. Or else I'll be over run with junk.
--Usually when something brakes down a trip to the junk boxes will save us a trip to the store for parts. Oh once in awhile we have to go to the store for parts, but we've been very lucky so far. Thanks in part to the junk boxes.
--But like I said cleaning the dang fool things out is a real pain in the neck. One that I try to put off as long as I can. Mostly because it seem like a whack a doodle problem pop’s up right after I’ve cleaned the dang fool junk boxes out.....

STRANGE LITTLE WHACK A DOODLE DAYS....04/26/15

--Every once in awhile they come along, where no matter how hard you try you just can't find the energy to do much. Or are only able to do the bare min just to keep things in check.
--Call them what you want. But me I call mine whack a doodle day's. I don't get much done, in fact I usually don't move very far or very fast.
--They'll be left over’s for dinner. And the rest of the days chores are held of until the next day.
--M  wife calls them lazy days, and slowly she's gotten with the plan. I figure with life doing so much pulling and tugging sometimes you need to give yourself time to catch your breath. Otherwise you'll end up like a candle being burned at both ends….

FINDING THE HANDLE.....07/18/15

--Finding the handle on the best way to calm down a house full of whack a doodle pets in a time consuming process. Sometimes it comes together quickly and sometimes it takes awhile.
--It's amazing really because no matter how hard you try if the cats are unwilling there's no making it work. At lest that’s been our experience.
--In a way it reminds me of a lot of people. For some reason people have the impression I can make it work if I give more of myself. With some people all you end with a very tired person at the end of the day. Because while your giving more the other person isn't giving anything. And there lies the problem.
--With some cats it's just a process of being consistent in reminding them of the do's and don’ts.
--And some cat's well their just to set in their ways to change. With them it takes awhile. Because it's just a process of waiting them out we've found. And if their one thing my wife and I are is stubborn.
--Usually everybody gets the idea and everything goes back to normal. As normal as you can get in a house filled with whack a doodle's....

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

THE RESENTMENTS OF LIFE.... 10/15/16

 --Like tiny little gremlins they can sit in silence, waiting for that time when you lest expect it to rear their ugly little heads and start their shenanigans. And heaven forbid they have a partner or two then Whamo, what you end up with is a Roller coaster ride with nobody at the controls.
--Doesn't sound like a pretty picture, and quite frankly it's not, nobody in there right mind wants to be shanghai ed by a bunch of out of control buried emotions.
--But sometimes there's no choice but to bury the little fool's, because we as humans are the most over sensitive spices in the chain of life on this planet. Sometimes we live and depending on the situation die by our emotions. We get upset at the most whack a doodle things, and then to top it of we carry that anger like a old friend until the next thing you know that friend slapped a leash on us and dragging us around like a fool from one situation to the next dictating how and when we should feel. 
--Of course resentments are tricky little fellas even when you've thought you've fumigated the little fool's out of your life for good, you find out the little whack a doodle has been hiding the whole time wearing a gas mask and just waiting for the right time to poke it's ugly little head out and whisper, "Peek a boo."
--The best thing I've found to deal with the little whack a doodles, is with a good old dose of the truth, there's nothing the little darling fear more. Oh sure sometimes it can leave you with a bitter after taste, but that can be dealt with a antacid tablet of life's just to dang short  to walk around with a chip on your shoulder.
--It's not a perfect plan, and sometimes you have to ride out the storm the little whack a doodles cause, praying they get sea sick and fall overboard. But usually if your patient and don't try for that dang fool cure all of throwing on the rose colored glasses, things work out in the end.
--And let me tell you there's no better sunrise, than one after having survived a stormy night...... 

GETTING UPSET OVER NOTHING.....07/11/15

--Getting along on whack a doodle days is next to impossible it seems. Everybody’s got a bone to pick and are looking for something or somebody to take it out on. It seems like a lot of wasted effort to me. But hey it's quite obvious no body wants my option.
--The amount of effort cats, kittens, dogs, children put into going whack a doodle really makes me scratch my head sometimes. Because it just seems like a waste. I mean so much of life passes you by while you waste time going head to head with each other over the most foolish things.
--But pets are like people I guess sometimes they just have to get it out of their systems. And children well their a special case into themselves sometimes.
--It's probably just me but it seems kind of foolish. Myself I try to get along with everybody. Even the ones who make it hard. It’s just so much easier. But like I said it's probably just me.
--Whack a doodle days are a delight because they remind me to take a deep breath and count to ten. And slowly let it out reminding myself this to shall pass....

FUNNY LITTLE WHACK A DOODLES....11/21/15

--If there’s one thing I love about mornings it's watching the little whack a doodle cats and dogs with such boundless amount of energy. Of course then the other shoe drops and its a contest to fill their needs before they all go full blown banshee.
--It makes those first few moments of the day fun to say the lest.
--Even when they are not trying they seem to have a habit of doing the most whack a doodle things. If there’s one thing I can count on is the funny little whack a doodles to bring a smile or two in first few moments of the day.....

PLANING AHEAD....04/22/15

--Making plans for the day is nice. As long as you take into account the whack a doodle ness of pop up problems. Because as soon as you lay out a game plan it seems one or to of the dang things will pop up and throw the whole game plan out of whack. That’s why I try to keep an open mind while concentrating on a general game plan.
--I know it sounds a little off key but it usually works. There’s nothing worse then being totally deep in one thing than to be called away to do something else. All the while trying to get back to the one thing you were trying to get accomplished in the first place.
--Needless to say there are days when lots of stuff gets accomplished but  also only half finished. Over the years I’ve learned to accept this as just one of those things. And leave the things until the next day. Of course keeping in mind the whack a doodle ness of living in a house full of children, cats, kittens, dogs, and other pets.
--Usually over a period of time the dang fool things get finished. Of course there are certain thing that seem to be in a perpetual sate of flux but there always the next day to work on those....

GIGGLES AND TWITERS....10/03/15

--Being surrounded by a bunch of whack a doodle children taking about the latest game their playing is quite the experience. Usually I try to stay out of it because quite frankly I’ve no idea what in the Sam hill their talking about half the time when their full giggles and twitches.
--Every once in awhile I’ll happen by and take a gander at the latest craze. And listen patiently as they explain to me what’s going on and the mechanic’s of the game.
--I do the best I can to get a handle on the whole thing. Some I get and some not so much.
--My wife says it's a generation thing. Our generation just doesn't get the fascination with virtual reality and the whole game craze.
--Myself I like to think I’m pretty open minded about things. But some of the content seems a bit marginal at the most. Why in Sam hill they figure a game should have to be tittering on the edge of reason in order to be good is beyond me. But I guess it takes all kinds.
--My wife seems to think I’m a throw back to a different time. And need to accept that it’s it's a different world these days. Myself I kind of figure that once you throw out common sense and good taste out the window all your left with is useless drivel. But hey what do I know.
--I do think entertainment doesn't have sink into the gutter to be entertaining. It just takes a little bit more work to try and raise the bar a tad. And there lies the problem. It’s so much easier to just lower the bar and produce the kind of stuff that’s been passing itself of as entertainment these days.
--Someday people will realize easy is not always better. But until that happens I guess we just have to make the best of what’s available. And remember these always the on off switch to fall back on.
--We all have a choice and once we start compromising our common sense and core values just for the sake of a few hours watching a movie or TV show or playing a video game. It gets easier and easier to accept more and more. Until we find ourselves no longer being able to face the man in the mirror. Something I‘m just not ready to give up just yet. But hey what do I know according to some people I‘m just a throw back to a generation when common sense and values were something to take pride in not apologize for ever time some over sensitive whack a doodle with a axe to grind makes a fuss…..

Christmas music fills the air

Corn chip baby with cat lady

It's the dawning of a new day

French toast anyone

Monday, January 23, 2017

Cattails at sunset

Certified dimbblub's

The spirit of thanksgiving day

Windy day

WHEN MUCK AND MIRE WAS FUNNY….

--Usually when your up to your neck in Muck and Mire it’s not the best time to think about just how funny the circumstances were that put you in that position. In fact people have a tendency to wonder about if maybe your loads a few bricks short when you do.
--Myself I usually try to enjoy the moment so when I’m up to my neck in Muck and Mire I just naturally crack a smile or two.
--At first when we first got married my Wife probably thought I was a bit daft, but over the years she’s learned to ignore more wing-nut tendencies. Of course the children were always a bit more open minded, but children usually are about most things I guess.
--And when the days done and it’s time to look back on the whole affair there’s plenty of time to enjoy a good chuckle or two about the whole thing.
--I guess that’s the beauty of a muck and mire day, it’s all in how you look at it that counts….

JUST A FOGGY MORNING WAKE-UP…

--Usually the sunrise and I have a running argument in the morning, to my way of thinking it comes to dang early and to dang fool bright for my taste. Of course being cursed with a sunlight loving whack a doodle wife who usually has all the dang fool curtains wide open doesn’t help to much either, but I guess it could be worse.
--Those days when it’s so foggy the sunrise is just a tint in the morning air are a real treat as far as I’m concerned, no waking up with a fireball trying to burn your brain awake just the slow gentle morning wake-up the way morning were intended to be.
--Unfortunately the little foggy morning darlings only seem to happen every once in awhile. Which I guess is ok because like all the blessings in life it’s really how you look them that gives them their worth…..

BULLION CUBE TROUBLES... 11/30/15

--One of the most confounded things I’ve found to deal with are those dang fool bullion cubes. With papers that seem to be welded on by some fool with a insane sense of humor.
--For some reason I’ve been cursed with club fingers and the inability to get the dang fool papers off.
--My wife of course has no problems with the dang fool things. Being blessed with spider monkey fingers and hands.
--Of course some of my solutions over the years have raised a few eyebrows. Like the time I fought with the little devils for 15 minutes. And then finally said the heck with it and went and got a hammer and broke the little fools up. Then shook the papers off and tossed the crumbs in with the turkey.
--Now my wife handles the little fools. Or one of the children.
--As for me I make sure and keep a hammer in with the silverware just in case....

BUILDING A GOOD DAY OUT OF A HOUSE OF CARDS…. 03/04/15

--Building a good day around a certain set of circumstance’s sometimes just isn’t possible. Thing’s happen beyond our control
--A morning cup of coffee is nice but kind of hard to have when the coffee pot chooses to brake down. Waking up late because the power went out the night before and the alarm clock didn’t go of. Going out in your kitchen and finding out the cats, kittens and dogs all took turns seeing who could make the biggest mess.
--It’s time’s like this that I like to remind myself that good days don’t just happen sometimes they take a lot of hard work.
--But they can happen if you just remember a few simple thing’s. It could have been worse. And this to shall pass. Of course my wife thinks I’m a flake, when I take this attitude but hey usually despite of everything I’ll end up having a good day…

A BAD CASE OF THE GRUMPY'S ... 10/29/16

--Sometimes the GRUMPY'S have a habit of sneaking up on all of  sudden, of so it seems. Chances are there was that one little thing that you've been putting of dealing with, that slowly turned into a class a resentment. Which in turn brought out the GRUMPY'S.
--I love how the whole cause and effect thing comes into play here. Sometimes I feel like I’m, stuck in a giant game of Whack a mole. And the minute you miss one of the little darlings that's when the fun begins.
--I suppose it could be worse at lest it keeps you on your toes, and the day’s are never boring .....

Sunday, January 22, 2017

WORKING THROUGH THE FOG....10/17/15

--Usually when the day turns foggy I take advantage and take a break. Once in a while I try to work through it. Not very often because it's not only a pain in the neck but I end up paying for it later.
--But when push comes to shove the feeling of frustration of being trapped in a endless routine, corks my griddle and I hang in there working my way through the dang fool fog.
--It's hard to explain but any sense of accomplishment counter balance's the feeling of frustration leaving a positive outcome. And that's all that matter when I get to that point.
--Oh it's not much, but when it gets down to brass tacks and nails I’ll take anything I can get if it helps me get through the day. ....

TRYING TO FIND A REASON....09/10/15

--I once had a conversation with a fella who was the most depressed person I’d ever known. This guy would take a good day and find a way to turn it into a nightmare just so he'd have something to be depressed about.
--I felt sorry for him and once asked him man, "Don't you ever just feel like cracking a smile?"
--He just looked at me and said, "I don't have a reason to smile."
--Well I didn't understand it at the time, and I guess I still don't. It just seam’s that allot of people miss the point somewhere. It’s not about having a reason, it’s about feeling better. Well I know it is for me. And for some dang fool reason a smile is the quickest way to accomplish that. It’s kind of hard to maintain a good old pot of anger stew if your grinning like a fool.
--When I’m up to my butt in muck and mire that's when you'll usually find me grinning like a fool. Because if there's one thing I need is to feel better at a time like that.
--Of course my wife say's it's because I’m addle minded. Any normal person would be shaking their fist at universe and cursing creation.
--But like everything else I find smiling works better at times like that. At lest for me. And of course when times are good I smile all the more. Because I figure what ever makes me feel better is a two for in my book. And that's a good thing....

THE OLD RUBBER AND GLUE SHUFFLE....01/03/16

--Over the course of time I’m constantly amazed by the amount of trivial things that seem to be fighting for power over the direction of my day.
--Of course being the crafty little gremlins that they are they always start out small. What better way to lull you into a false sense of security. But over  time they wear you down and the next thing you know your wondering what the Sam hill happened.
--Being the rather simple minded fellow that I am I tend to look for simplest solution to my dang fool problems. Because quite frankly when I’m up to my but in muck and mire I need a life saver not a complicated exit plan on how to build a life raft.
--Sometimes it's the old reliable Serenity Prayer, or a childhood rhyme with my own added twist. "Like I’m rubber and your glue no matter what you do I’m going to have a good day so pooh on you".
--Short simple and sweet. Something I can wrap m slightly dented brain pan around. Which is just how I like it.
--Now my wife usually just shakes her head and smirks when I start mumbling to myself. Because she's pretty much accepted the fact that when it comes to being normal I’m pretty much a lost cause. My children have also come to the conclusion that out all of the books I’ve read over the ears the fine art of being normal wasn't one of them.
--In fact I’ve even noticed on occasion the have repeated a few of things I’ve said with out realizing it. I guess it just goes to show even when you think their not listening the actually are....


UNCOUNTED BLESSINGS....11/26/15

--Its always been a mystery to me that its so easy to forget all the little blessing along the way every time you hit a slight bump in the road.
--In the long run the bump will chalked up as yet another tiny ripple. but at the time of its occurrence it always seems as if indeed the sky is falling.
--Myself I try to resist the urge to curse to universe, and concentrate on what I can effect. Which is usually nothing more than a positive outlook.
--Of course my wife and children usually look at me as if I’ve suddenly grown horns and am specking in a alien language. But even when muck and mire is the menu of the day somebody’s needs to play the voice of reason .
--Over the years I’ve have noticed they no longer run for their sky is falling signs right away. And have begun to at lest attempt to try and find something positive to say. So maybe its working a wee bit. Only time will tell I guess....

Charming little stories

A friend is where you find them

Where's your mama

Christmas light's little island's of hope

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Happy New Year

Jingle bell mixup

Barbq buddies

Christmas cookies

THE FIRST STEPS OF THE DAY.....06/30/15

--Usually during the first five minutes of the day I try my best to keep it as simple as possible. Living in a house filled with various pets and children and a loving wife sometimes is a tad tricky.
--But like everything else I’m finding out as I get older not impossible. Warming up a cup of coffee for my wife when she wakes is something of a joy. Because the women always greets me with a smile even if she's spent most of the night dodging hot flashes and making cat infested runs to the bathroom. How she can do it I have no idea, but it sure is nice to see so early in the morning. It gives me the added boost to put the grump’s away and try harder for a good day.
--The pets of course are a enigma and are best taken with a cup of coffee. Because even though they are fun to have around their early morning shenanigans can find what nerves that are not wore out and poke them to no end. But coffee sure makes it bearable to say the lest. Over the years we've reached a compromise of sorts. They let me have coffee and I’ll pet them silly afterwards.
--The children well their a different breed. Sometimes it seems as if getting a smile or to in the morning is a feat left better to superman. But we've reached a compromise of sorts to when they happen to cross my path they crank up the smile machine. Because they come to understand it's the only way to keep their long winded father from dragging out the soapbox and started in on the old day talk’s.
--It's those first steps of the day that matter I’m finding after all these years. And slowly so is everybody else. We may not be the happiest campers in the park but we sure as Sam hill give it our best shot.......

KNOCK KNOCK GAMES....02/15/16

--While I enjoy a good knock joke as well as next fellow, those dang fool knock knock games can be a tad annoying. Unlike the old knock knock jokes the games are like all games when played to excess they become a bit of a pain in the neck.
--Like tin little solders they seem to wait at attention for our first morning steps. Which is when they start their dang fool games.
--Of course recognizing the dang fools for what the are, often helps. And keeps the annoyance level at a manageable level.
--I will say one thing about them they are consistent. You can always count on the little fools to test our metal each day. Sometimes more than once especially if they get a rise out of you. Then its like having our personal band of fools serenading you all day.
--But like everything else it seems more or less about keeping our eye on the prize and not getting bogged down in the distractions that come along each day....

LOOKING BACK: WHO’S BEEN KNOCKING AT MY DOOR?….02/03/15

--One night a few years ago. I spent the good part of the night trying not to hear our dog, the Jack Russell Terrier barking and growling, at what ever was getting him going.
--I guess I better explain this dog will stare off into space and growl at nothing. In fact he does it so much I have always figured he saw the spirit of pets that has passed away over the years.
-My wife of course thinks this is just another of my hair brain ideas I come up with just for her amusement. Until I went on to point out, see the way he backs his butt up and scratches it and then growls That’s is just the way Wilber the 400lb comedian used to do it.
--Of course she humors me because sometimes that what you do with whack a doodles, so they'll calm down.
--Regardless I got up and went out into the kitchen to find out what was what. Waffles was staring at the door growling and whining. I was about to tell him to be quiet when I heard the scratching and then the tapping on the outside of the door myself.
--Well realizing I had two choices and the first one about calling 911 wasn't going to happen. Because with my luck I would be spending the night answering question about calling 911 emergency numbers with hair brain ideas of fun. I decided to just go and open the dang door and find out what was out there. All the while trying not to think about axe swinging bug a boos and what not.
--I opened the door and there was a big old possum sitting there starring at me. When he saw the door was open he started to come in. Well I quickly closed the door and told Waffles to be quiet. And went back to bed.
--When I got back to bed my wife asked, What was up. I told her it was a possum wanting to come in. She asked me if I let the whack a doodle in.
--I shook my head and said no dear I did not let him in we don't need anymore nuts in this house....

LOOKING BACK: DID YOU HEAR THAT?….06/09/15

--Over the years I’ve come to the conclusion that things like to go bump in the night for a reason. They seem to enjoy watching  you stumbling around trying to find the source of the noise. At least that’s the way it seems in our house. But maybe it's just me and my jaded sense of reality.
--Of course it could have a little something to do with all the misadventures I have had trying to find the little bumping bug- a- boos late at night. And there have of course been plenty over the years. Thankfully things have calmed down a bit. It’s amazing how old age will cut out your need to know just what in Sam hill made what noise during the night.
--My favorite memories always revolved around a certain dang fool pig of ours. One such adventure was a strange knocking on the front door. When I turned the porch light on I found dear old Wilber standing there leaning on the front door. Let me tell you finding out just how strong your front door is not the best thing to do late at night. Especially when there’s a 400lb. pig trying to open it. One thing I will say about Wilber she had a limited attention span unless is was something involving food or finding new ways to torment me. Then of course she had the devotion of a Tibetan Monk.
--After about a half hour of me yelling at her and trying to keep the dang fool door on the hinges. She left! I knew I had to find a flashlight and go find the dang fool and put her back in her pen. But the whole prospect was not very encouraging. I was still recovering from my last playtime with the dang fool.
--But like the loyal caretaker of whack a doodle acre. That’s about what I did.
--And of course Wilber was waiting for me when I stepped outside. Being the fool she was she couldn't contain her excitement and sort of forewarned me before she stepped from the shadows to plow me over by snorting with delight.
--Reminding a pig of how much you like bacon and pork chops while playing hide and go seek late at night is not the best of ideas. Especially one who has a fondness for finding new ways of putting you in your place. But what can I say I was young and quite stupid when it came to dealing with our pet pig.
--It took awhile but finally with the help of an apple Wilber got bored and went back in her pen. I of course  was covered with mud but hey at least we got our exercise.
--Of course convincing the children I wasn't a monster come to eat their brains took a tad longer. And they did finally relent and unlocked the front door so I could come in. Bless their little hearts......

Friday, January 20, 2017

THE SHINE A LITTLE BRIGHTER DAY‘S....10/09/15

-- You can tell when it's going to be one of those days, every where you look it seems every one has a bad case of the grump’s.
--At first you figure oh well it just means I'll shine a little brighter, is all. But after about a hour of that you realize what they were talking about when they said one bad apple can ruin the whole bunch.
--So of course you try to hang in there and be a little brighter, on a real gloomy day. Because when it's all said and done that's about all you can do on a day like that.....

LETTING THE PICTURE CLEAR…02/24/15

--It probably could have been a lot worse, but really wasn’t as bad as it first looked.
--To look at thing’s with a clear head, instead of one filled with dread.
--Is actually the secret, that’s often kept from you and me. 
--Sometimes walking away for just a little bit, really helps a lot. Because when you do come back, and your head is clear, you find all your dread was for naught…

THE OVER SENSITIVE MISUNDERSTANDING….10/15/15

--It doesn't take much to start a misunderstanding, get a room full of people gathered together for a special occasion, throw in plenty of excitement and the next thing you know you start feeling like a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
--I suppose it could be worse at lest your among friends when the fur starts to fly. Somewhere along the line the line gets a little blurry of course, but it's there never the less. It doesn't make it any better but it sure as Sam Hill would be nice if people could keep that in mind once in awhile.
--Of course when it's all said and done the over sensitive, misunderstanding could have been avoided but hey were all human unfortunately and if you can't go whack a doodle with your friends and family what good are they. You might just as well become a hermit and go live on a mountain somewhere.
--But then you'd have to fight with yourself and after awhile that can get kind of boring......

The never ending list of things to do…01/02/15

--There's a list of thing's that need to be done, that for some reason I can't find the energy to start.
--I don't know if it the weather, or I'm just not awake.
--All I do know is day half over and I haven't even begun.
--So with a sigh I arise from my chair. I guess it's better to go out fighting.
--Cause if it's my time to go. I sure heck don't want it to buried under a list of thing 's as yet left undone...

It's the dawning of a new day

Christmas movie festival

Good old baking weekends

The old faded doll

Thursday, January 19, 2017

PLANING AHEAD....04/22/15

--Making plans for the day is nice. As long as you take into account the whack a doodle ness of pop up problems. Because as soon as you lay out a game plan it seems one or to of the dang things will pop up and throw the whole game plan out of whack. That’s why I try to keep an open mind while concentrating on a general game plan.
--I know it sounds a little off key but it usually works. There’s nothing worse then being totally deep in one thing than to be called away to do something else. All the while trying to get back to the one thing you were trying to get accomplished in the first place.
--Needless to say there are days when lots of stuff gets accomplished but  also only half finished. Over the years I’ve learned to accept this as just one of those things. And leave the things until the next day. Of course keeping in mind the whack a doodle ness of living in a house full of children, cats, kittens, dogs, and other pets.
--Usually over a period of time the dang fool things get finished. Of course there are certain thing that seem to be in a perpetual sate of flux but there always the next day to work on those....

LEARNING TO SHARE....01/13/16

--Every morning like clockwork 2 cat's go through the same routine. Eat their fill and then fight over the same bench in front of the window. Before coming to a compromise and sharing the dang fool thing.
--You would think they’d get more window time if they put their little game on hold but apparently it's just one of those things the have to go through each morning.
--Sort of makes you wonder if for all our advancement if maybe we haven’t progressed much further than a couple of old tomcats fighting over a bench in front of a window.
--Myself I figure there's more to life than fighting all the time. And gladly give up the bench because quite frankly sunshine is everywhere. Not just on the dang fool benches of life....

FLIMSY PLASTIC CONTAINERS....02/29/15

--For some dang fool reason me and those flimsy plastic containers, have a love hate relationship. As far as I’m concerned there right up there with some of those dang fool twist ties that no matter which way you twist they never seem to want to come off.
--When it comes to those dang fool plastic containers. Between the crinkling and the dang fool little nubs that only a spider monkey seems to be able to open. I know when I’m beat.
--If my wife’s not around I’ll usually just open the dang fool thing with a sharp knife. And then find another container for the dang fool stuff. Providing I can find a top for what ever container I have the misfortune of choosing.
--Because along with all the other mysteries of life the disappearing cover is another mystery you have to contend with more often than not.
--You can have a drawer with hundreds of covers and usually your lucky if you can find one for the container your looking for.
--Even though once a year I go through and match up the dang fool things. Getting rid of the little darlings who don't have a container. It seems I always end up searching until I’m blue in the face.
--Usually I’ll stay away from flimsy plastic container, because I know when I’m beat before I start.
--My wife of course just giggles about the whole thing. But why shouldn't she being blessed with little spider monkey hands she’s has no problem with the dang fool things.....

ECHOS OF THE PAST....10/06/15

--I love the days when a page out of the past comes up and taps you on the shoulder and whisper's remember me? It used to be a mind bender that usually lead to a server case of trying desperately to shovel my way out of the doldrums.
--Now it's just another reminder to count my blessing.
--Over the years there were times when the only thing that kept me going was a stubbornness to get closer to the light at the end of the tunnel. Which at times was just a flickering whisper of my own creation.
--Thankfully things have changed for which I’m eternally grateful and I thank God and the universe for everyday. Twice on Sunday.
--It's one of the things I’ve tried endlessly to pass on to my children. No matter how hard life seems tomorrow another day. Count your blessing's and hang in there sooner or later the sun breaks through those cloud's.....


Planning a good day

A Christmas prayer for the scrooges of the world

Bat's in the morning

Holiday mixup

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

THINGS ARE LOOKING BETTER…05/16/15

--After I had my coffee I went back to bed because quite frankly after spending most of the night tossing and turning I was tired and the coffee I’d drank wasn‘t helping.
--When I woke up I was surprised to find that every curtain in the house had been opened by my sunlight loving whack a doodle wife. Who apparently was trying to see if I was going to bust into flames, or just stumble around blind until I tripped over a piece of furniture she'd managed to rearrange while I’d been sleeping.
--I finally was able to crack one eyelid open enough to see if I was in damnation. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the sun was shinning so things are looking better….

A GOOD OLD STIFF BROOM OR A VACUUM CLEANER....08/27/15

--I often wonder who came up with the first vacuum cleaner. If its purpose to help clean or a test to see just how much we were willing to put up with before we went back to a good old stiff bristled broom. And threw the dang fool contraption out.
--It's not that I have a problem with the dang fool things. It’s just that I’d like to find one that didn't need an arm load of attachments to accomplish a simple task. But as of yet I’m still looking.
--And who ever said vacuuming was women’s work has never turned one on and tried the dang fool thing out as far as I’m concerned. Between moving furniture to get the dust underneath, or swinging the dang fool hose over head trying for cobwebs that always seem to be just out of reach the work out you get is pretty darn complete. For anybody man or women who dares turn the dang fool thing and give it a try.
--Of course keeping track of all the dang fool attachments is a chore in itself. Because even though they give places to put them on the vacuum they always seem to fall of.
--And the bags that collect the dirt. You better pray you have an extra one because usually if you fill it and try to go back and buy a new bag. You’ll find their out or don't carry the dang fool thing's.
--The canister vacuum's are good in that department but they usually come with so many filter's and what not by the time you finish cleaning them all the dust they were supposed to keep you from breathing usually ends up all over you. And you need to be vacuumed. But luckily theirs probably an attachment that'll fix you up if it hasn't fallen of in the process.
--Like I said it's a mind bender all right. And in the end a good old stiff broom is looking better and better....

OLD BATTERY MIX UP….09/29/15

--Every house has a drawer where miscellaneous things end up. Better known as the junk drawer.
--Our house has one in the kitchen, and I have one in my desk. Why I have never been able to figure out. Even though I usually make many attempts to keep the one in my desk cleaned out. It never stays that way for long it .
--There’s nothing worse then going into the junk drawer and finding the package of new batteries that was put in there has turned over spilling the contents.
--Because not only are there now new batteries but also old batteries that were tossed in the roiling around saying howdy to each other.
--It’s not bad really unless your in a hurry trying to fill a flashlight. Then in becomes a pain in the neck.
--If anything it teaches patience as you keep trying the dang fool things, looking for the right combination that will produce a little light. It also reminds you to find a better place to keep new batteries.
--But like everything else in life you realize you probably won’t find a new place because old habit’s are hard to brake. And there lie’s the problem those dang fool habit’s that sneak up and bite you in the butt at the worst of time’s. Especially the little tiny ones like dropping things in a dang fool junk drawer.
--So you pledge to yourself enough of this. Clean out the junk drawer. And instead of taking the easy out put the stuff where it goes in the first place. It’s not much but it’s a start of course. Sometimes that’s all it takes….

CAN YOU FEEL ME NOW?....06/22/15


--I love the fact that we are given so many reminder's during the day and sometimes in the wee hours of the night as to just what direction we should be headed in. Sometimes we listen and sometimes we don’t. Usually at great cost to ourselves.
--Trying to keep a open mind in this day and age would seem down right impossible. With just about everything you encounter seemed geared to keeping you off balance and totally confused as to which way is up.
--Prying your mind open to the possibility’s of life becomes a full time job. Not impossible just one that requires a lot of work and careful watching.   
 --First you have to remember serendipity because there are things out of your control and always will be. Then you have to remember to look for the signs. There are signs everywhere. These signs will guide you or point you in the path you are suppose to take.
--Over the years I’ve tried to pass what little I’ve been able to acquire in the way of common sense to my children. Sometimes with great result’s. And sometimes well lets just say they are trying to understand just what in Sam hill their father is talking about.....


Cookie day

Albino praying mantis's

Christmas season delights

The jingle bell cat

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Today was a good day

A day to remember

Bi polar kitty

Playing peekaboo with Dagon

Never do today what you can put of till tomorrow...12/01/14

--I don't know how many times my children have come to me with cries of I just don't know how I'm going to get all this homework done before it's due. My response is of course when‘s it due and there's is anywhere from tomorrow or 24hrs later.
--And then we sit down and try to figure out how they can get it done.
--I've tried to brake this chain so many times that sometimes I feel like Superman facing a pile of kryptonite.
. No matter how I try they seem to operate under the notion of never do today what you can put of to tomorrow. Figuring tomorrow will never come I guess.
--In a way were all guilty of the same notion from time to time, especially around the Christmas season. With the buy now with no payments till 2015 advertisement running full tilt everywhere.
--Myself I find that breaking things down into little pieces is usually better than trying attack the whole thing at once. For the simple reason it's easier to get though a bunch of little pieces with a feeling of accomplishment along the way. Than it is to keep the hugeness of the problem front an center while slowly trying to work my way though.
--I know it's all in how you look at it.
--But let me tell you I get more things done taking things one step at a time, than I do worry about the whole list of things that need to be doing. and at the end of the day everything's been accomplished with time spare and I'm not a total wreck. and I guess that's what counts. Now if I can only convince my children....

LIFE'S LITTLE MYSTERIES (COAT HANGERS).....09/16/16

--Over the years I've had to face many mysteries that continue to give me plenty of head scratching opportunity's.
--Like the coat hanger knot. Oh sure it looks like a harmless pile of coat hangers until you try to pull one of the pile. And then you find out their all attached together in such a way that before you figure it out you'll have forgotten why in Sam Hill, you needed a dang fool coat hanger in the first place.
--My advice if you come across a harmless looking pile of coat hangers, leave the dang fool things alone. Save yourself from spending the day trying to figure out why in Sam Hill, you spent the whole day untangling a bunch of coat hangers. Only to have the dang fool things tangle up again when you hung them in the closet.
--Of course I suppose it could be worse at lest once you get the dang fool things untangled there is that sense of victory and accomplishment, which in this dang fool day and age seems hard to come by. So I guess we should count that as a blessing.
--Seeing the dang fool things tangle up in the closet kind of socks but he I guess that's what puzzle are for to keep up feeling young with the constant challenge ......

LIFE'S LITTLE MYSTERIES (THE LAST DROP SHUFFLE)....09/17/16

--One of the great wonders in my book is watching a container with one drop left move around the inside of a icebox looking for someone to take care of it.
--It probably wouldn't be so bad but if left unattended the dang fool things have a habit of multiplying and the next thing you know is your icebox is filled with half empty containers you only find on shopping days.
--For the life of me I don't know who in Sam Hill came up with the last drop shuffle but I wish they would take it of their dang fool play list, it's starting to wear a groove in my brainpan.
--But I suppose it could be worse, at least shopping days come quite regularly so they don't pile up to much.....

LIFE'S LITTLE MYSTERIES (WHAT LAUNDRY BASKET?)....09/22/16

--Once upon a time when you were young and unenlightened as to the way the world actually worked, you bought a laundry basket.
--Of course little did you know that the dang fool thing was invisible to every one but you. I guess you missed the sign over the department store that said magic shop.
--And that little basket that was supposed to save so much work does come in handy while you drag it around the house in search of dirty laundry.
--Oh, sure you tried leaving in in the bathroom but apparently it just looked like a giant waste basket. Because all you ended up with was more garbage with  dirty laundry on the floor.
--Like all good ideas sometimes it's best to really think them through, because if it's possible there's always a chance they'll come back and try to nip you in the butt......

LIFE'S LITTLE MYSTERIES ( INSIDE OUT LAUNDRY )....09/14/16

--Usually you find the little darlings mixed in with all the other laundry, and it's not until you have the washer half full that you realize you've tossed one of those dang fool inside outs in there.
--Now you could let it pass but you know you'll have to deal with it later. And there's nothing worse than trying to pull a dang fool leg, or shirt sleeve right side in when it's wet. So you dive back in and search out the dang fool inside out and fix it before you start the washer.
--And thus continues the adventure of inside out laundry day.
--I often wondered just how in Sam Hill the inside outs happened, as I stood there calmly sorting the dang fool laundry. But I quickly came to the conclusion it'll take a bigger brain than mine to figure out the mystery. And quite frankly I just don't have the energy any more for that carefree thinking.
--Now I just count my blessing that it hasn't infested the whole laundry yet, and try to get it done before it does......

Monday, January 16, 2017

Crazy days

A place to rest

Just enjoying the walk through a good day

I think I can

CONSERVING ENERGY....06/09/15

--It’s amazing how much energy you can save by unplugging things when your not using them. At least that’s what I’ve been told. It seems no matter what you try lately the dang fool electric bill finds a way to remain consistent.
--In between plugging things in to use them and turning things down when not in use there’s the old finding new ways to do things that don’t require so much effort. Sometimes they work. And sometimes it's just a waste of time.
--Over the years I’ve developed a healthy respect for my children and their ways of doing things. They have found more ways of saving energy then I’ve thought of. Bless their little hearts.
--From taking clothes that have fallen of coat hangers and dumping them in laundry baskets rather than hanging the stuff up again. To leaving rolls of toilet paper on the side of the tub rather than put it on the toilet paper holder. Not to mention finishing all but the last drop of something and leaving the empty container in the icebox. So they don’t have to deal with the empty container.
--Yes sir the amount of energy my children have saved over the year is amazing. I would go on more but it's almost my nap time so I can save my energy.....

A CERTIFIED CATASTROPHE .....10/18/16

--Usually when cat's misbehave they do it with gusto, no half measures for those little darlings. Dogs are just as bad but just not up to cats with a bad attitude.
--Myself I try to get along with the little fools, but there are some things that really bug me and the little fools know it.
--Most of the time everything's things fine, and then a whack a doodle day comes along and everything is a certified catastrophe,.
--It's as if they woke up with one thing on their little warped minds and that's to drive me whack a doodle crazy before the sun goes down.
--Now don't get me wrong most of the time they can be the cutest thing on four legs. And then there are those days you wish you had a 800 number for a cat exorcist.
--Luckily it only lasts for a day and everything is back to normal by the time the sun goes down.....

BANGING OUT THE BUMPS....09/15/15

--Over the course of time it always seems there’s bound to be a few bumps in the road that have to be ironed out. Little things that could be a problem if allowed to continue.
--With a little more patience they can be usually be worked out. Except of course when there done on purpose as a compromise to doing things in general. When that’s the case it's a whole different ball of yarn. And usually have to be addressed before they get out of hand. But in general with patience I’m finding things can be worked out.
--When I was younger I hated puzzles. They drove me whack a doodle trying to fit all the dang fool pieces into a pattern that resembled the picture on the box. Little did I know becoming a parent was basically the same thing just on a grander scale. Over the years the amount of puzzles we've had to unravel have been both a adventure and a head scratchier.
--Of course I wouldn't want to change a day of it if I could.
--There's something about learning to live and work together that gives a person no greater satisfaction I’m finding proven again and again.
--It does require massive amounts of patience. Something I’m still learning, but like everything it comes easier with time I’m finding.
--And yes I’ve learned to accept a lot of things like puzzle’s, as a way of life....

FINDING NEW WAYS ....03/27/15

--Finding new ways to do things, seems to be a job in itself. But to keep things going and trying not to trip on the thread of sameness is quite the battle.
--Of course my wife thinks I’m a tad goofy with the whole thing. But from time to time  I try to do things differently. Just to add a little spice to things.
--It keeps things interesting and that’s part of the battle. Too often I find doing the same thing everyday can drive me into the deepest rut if  I’m not careful.
--Most days it proves to be a interesting game. Like everything else it makes life an adventure....

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Tales of a mouse who scarred the whole house

Corn chip baby with cat lady

A DAY OF REST....12/29/15

--I often wonder who came up with the saying. It sure as Sam hill wasn't anybody with a house full of children and whack a doodle pet's.
--Some days it seems the only ones who get any rest are the pets and children. But then again maybe it's just me.
--I do know one thing. Things do have a tendency to slow down on Sunday. But maybe that’s just me.
--Of course the blessings the little darlings provide are more than enough to over come the hectic pace it takes to keep up with them. So I guess it could be worse.....

WHEN NOBODY WINS....07/15/15

--For the life of me I really can't remember just what in Sam hill the argument was about but it ended up with both my wife and myself going to bed mad with each other. Needless to say I suffered through the night wanting to talk to my best friend about the whole thing but realized it was going to be hard since she seemed to be mad at me.
--Like I said I can't for the life of me remember what the argument was about but I do remember the lesson that resulted. And over the years I have kept that in mind when ever my wife and I have come to a disagreement about something we don‘t go to bed angry we continual talking. Which usually isn't very often. Because quite frankly nobody wins when two people can't find a middle ground to stand on. It just waste's a lot of time that can be better spent doing far more enjoyable thing's.
--But like I said maybe it's just me. I know some people would rather crawl though broken glass than admit they were wrong. Or give an inch when it comes to just about anything. I feel sorry for those people and pray some day they'll see what there missing.
--Throughout the years we always maintained a relationship based pretty much on the way it was in the beginning as best friends. I know in this day and age it probably sounds a little off but hey it works for us. If anything we started out as friends who just happened along one day and got married.
--We've had our high's and lows through the years but in the end were still friends.....