Wednesday, August 20, 2008

The Squirrely Thief......

I've never been able to photo this little squirrel while he is stealing feed from our bird feeder until this year. Do you suppose he realizes my camera doesn't shoot bullets?? That I just want to share his antics with the rest of you?? In any case, I got him and it looks like he posed for every shot...enjoy!

He's looking and listening for my dogs and/or me. He knows I'm close but just doesn't seem to mind.....he's headed for the food!!

Did you know squirrels had FINGERS?

These humans, did they think a little pole would stop me from getting to food???

Now isn't that just too cute!...He's posing or could he be resting???

He made it to the feeder without anything stopping him......Here doggy, doggies!!!

Things are a little squirrely at our house....

Is he just losing his grip?...or?.. is he trying to tell me something?????


After all that work can you deny him a meal???

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

I've been tagged...6 things you didn't know about me.

My dear daughter, Traci, has tagged me to tell 6 things not known about myself that I am having a hard time coming up with. First off, what you don't know about me is better kept that way, right?????? RIGHT!! But here goes,

1. My mother, my sister, me and my granddaughter all were born on the 27th and my mom and dad's wedding anniversary was on the 27th. All are in 3 consecutive months.

2. I hated shopping with my mom when I was very young and used to walk behind her and limp like I had a severe birth defect. People would look at me and then at my mom like she was really cruel to let a poor crippled child walk by herself. Of course, she would turn around once in a while and I would have to straighten up really fast! She never did see what I was doing.

3. I wanted to learn to dance when I was about 9 or 10. I signed up for tap lessons and after about 3 months my teacher signed up for the armed services and it was a woman. I still believe she signed up to get away from her students!!!!

4. In the 9th grade our class was going to a zoo and park for the last day of school. We did not have an abundance of money and I desperately wanted some new shorts. A girlfriend and I went into one of the shops in town just to look at clothes. I tried on a pair of red bermuda shorts, a white blouse and knee high socks that I absolutely fell in love with. In strutting around the store showing off, the OWNER advised me I could have the clothes on credit. Credit, what is credit??? You take the clothes home with you and you can pay for them when you get the money (or we call your parents, which will obviously come FIRST). Well, I certainly was NOT prepared for the blowup when I got home and showed Mother my new clothes and explained how 'nice' the owner was to let me have them on credit. She loaded me and my new clothes into the car and drove direct to the store. Now mind you my mother was always quiet, not easily agitated and had a soft voice, but not at this moment. She began chewing on the store owner like he was raw meat and she a tiger. That poor man never had a chance and could not apologize enough. I would suspect he suspended all credit transactions after that encounter. Well, I'm sure you are thinking I didn't get my new clothes and I was thinking the same thing at the time, but before we left the store mother slammed the money down on the counter and I got to keep the clothes. But I'm sure she only did that cause she knew how much I wanted them and it really wasn't my fault I didn't understand credit terms.....or did I?????

5. On my wedding night I had to be home at 11 pm....my parent's home, cause I ran away to get married, was under age and still living at home and didn't tell anyone till almost 6 weeks later.

6. I got to have a tour of Elvis' Graceland before it was open to the public. A girlfriend and I were traveling thru Memphis and stopped for gas and asked directions to Graceland. It turned out we were asking his postman for directions. He said he would get in his car and take us there. Upon arrival he asked us to wait in the car and he would ask Elvis' uncle, who was the gate guard, if he could bring in some relatives from out of town. We were let into the gates amidst a crowd of onlookers at the gate in front of the fence shouting "how come they are getting to go in?" We just turned and grinned and walked right on up the drive like we lived there!! A moment I will never forget!

Okay, Traci, I know you are surprised I completed this project, and frankly, so am I..... but going back in time is good for the soul. Thanks for taking me back in time....