Yes, the second Sunday in May and it’s officially the day we honor our mothers. I purchased a card and a couple of mini-roses I’m going to plant in the front yard as soon as some new top soil is delivered on Tuesday. Lots of gardening tasks scheduled for this week.
I’m sorry to say that I killed a chipmonk this morning on the way to the store and I’m very sad about it. It was running across the road though and it didn’t make it under the car without getting hit by my back wheel. I simply couldn’t stop in time. My gramma Mary told us shortly after our beloved black cocker spaniel was hit by a car in South Bend, Indiana on our way to her house in Brooklyn, that Tar Baby died so that some human being could live. Imagine that, a God that takes animals to save people. Now I’m sure that calmed me no end when she said it, but since I’m no longer a non-thinking child, and inclined to be sceptical of such fecundity, I think it’s important to acknowledge that I caused the death of one of nature’s own. And it makes me very sad. Regardless of whether or not some person didn’t expire because it died.
Now, as to why I am not a mother. Some people would say I was a mother…. you know what, I’m sure, because that’s what people do. It never occurred to me to even think about becoming a mother. I wasn’t one to play with dolls. I never daydreamed/imagined/contemplated being a mother. I actually loved my six-shooters I got for Christmas when I was eight and a half more than I like that silly doll my mother and dad gave me that same Christmas. Some could say I am perverse and I’d agree. About five years later my brother Mike got a BB rifle and I killed a bird with it. I changed my mind immediately about guns and what can be done with them. Could I wontenly kill another animal ever again? NO, in a word, but then there are some people I wouldn’t hesitate to take out if given a chance. I’m just perverse that way and that might be the reason I never became a mother or own a gun. And besides my gleeful perversity, I never met anyone I loved enough to want to reproduce with. Well, maybe one, but it wasn’t to be and I can only say it’s for the best. We both would have made terrible parents. To be a parent one must be able to be completely unselfish and I’m simply not made that way.
But for those of you who are mothers, thank you. Thank you for your patience, your courage, your sacrifice, your willingness to repopulate the earth and your undying love for your children. And a special thank you to my mother who I love with the passion of a priest for her God.
Posted on May 13th, 2007 by MJ
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History is going to made today at the Derby, though I’m still sad about the death of Barbero. Last year, mom and I watched the race and just before it I looked up Ruffian, a beautiful filly who had won the Triple Tiara. She was known as the Queen of the Fillies and was she stunning to see. Anyhow, mankind, being the assholes that mankind is, decided to run this beautiful creature against the Derby winning of 1976, Foolish Pleasure, in the battle of the sexes. She was ahead and then a bone shattered and although she ran another fifty yards before the jockey could pull her up you could see her desire to finish the race. The medical profession tried to save her, but, unfortunately, she died. I watched that race with my grandmother, Jennie, and the two of us cried the rest of the day. Now anyone who knows me, knows that I love animals and horses are second only to dogs. But this “sport of kings” is really not for me. Jockeys starve themselves and horses too young are raced. It’s a pretty sick business.
Today is also Cinco de Mayo…The history of this date goes all the way back to our Civil War when France tried to conquer Mexico on behalf of the Confederacy. Mexico pervailed and King Ferdanand had to retreat…hence, the fifth of May became a holiday in dear ole Mexico and is now a biggie here. I imagine you can guess why without my snide remarks.
So, I did the eye exam thingy today, the shopping for rug shampoo, light bulbs and batteries and then the garbage. Now it’s time to kickback and relax for the rest of the day.
Here’s to Barbero, Ruffian and all God’s creature who have gone to greener pastures.
Posted on May 5th, 2007 by MJ
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The weekend with the family was awesome, though as usual I ate too much. But then the food was too good to pass up. My year old grand niece, Paige, was royally birthdified ! It looked like christmas…all over again. Baxter was helpful in present unwrapping and showed his sibling rivalry over a couple of presents, but at least he didn’t become combative.
Going back to work on Monday was hard because it was such a beautiful day, (though a tad cold) and everyday since has been better and better. Jim and I got another door installed and trimmed out but there is so much work to do yet. Henry worked on installing one of six windows on Monday and Tuesday and now we’re all worried about who’s going to throw the first stone through one since they don’t have mess between the glass.
I haven’t been keeping up with the political news but I intuitively know it’s no any better.
Niece Julie is planning a bicycle trip across country soon. She asked me to meet her in Portland and drive back with her. I hope and pray that will be a reality because there are places I want to see before I’m too old to do it. I really want to see Glacier National Park before it’s no longer a gracial National Park.
Niece Suz has lost lots of weight and looks youthful and so healthy it’s depressing. I am simply growing and growing without end. On a good note, I am no longer smoking.
The next three days I’m transplanting all my little green things and hoping I don’t kill them all. Maybe in a few weeks I’ll have flowers.
Posted on May 3rd, 2007 by MJ
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On Sunday it was eighty degrees and my little shih tzus were panting their little tongues off and out of kindness and concern I took them out on the front porch and shaved them down to the nubs. Well, low and behold, Monday night the temp dropped to the low 50′s with a lightning and thunder storm and frightening winds. Needless to say, Buddy and Chelsea buried themselves under the blankets. Tuesday night was colder still and today it was only forty-six and it rained all day. These poor creatures are probably pretty pissed at me, don’t cha think? Not that they’d notice but I was pretty cold and miserable today, too. No, I didn’t dress appropriately, if you have to know, but this crazy weather is driving me nuts. I figured a turtleneck would have been too hot, don’t you know! So I worked in the unheated brick bathrooms we’re in the process of remodeling (and I use that term very loosely) and shivered. Much like my dogs have been doing for the past three days. Good figure!!!
Posted on April 25th, 2007 by MJ
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