Wednesday, March 25, 2009

dental work

My dentist doesn’t hurt me. I worked for him as a chairside assistant for a couple of years during the stone age. Technology has come a long way, but the fact that he is gentle hasn’t changed.

I would go more often if it weren’t so expensive. I broke a tooth the other day and today I had a root canal for about the cost of a used car. Forget about the crown the tooth will need next. I just won’t chew on that side ever again. Or smile. Or talk. Who am I kidding? Of course I will get the work done. I wonder if Dr. I will take my first born in trade.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Easter decorations





I admit that I put up my holiday decorations way too early. Easter is no exception. I found a new birdie friend at Lallee's Cottage . She is quite the chickie in the dining room giving me some attitude.
Never fails to make me smile. Even today. I am on my way to the dentist to have a broken tooth looked at. So my smile is a bit sideways, but my dentist is good. I will be in good hands. And the chickie will be smiling when I return.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Baby J escaped and went for a little run today after church. The twirly dress was just too fun for her to ignore.


she ran from Grandpa and laughed so hard, she fell. Not to worry, she just needed to show me her knee and all was well.
and she was off again.
the fabric of this dress is my new crush. I love how cheerful and colorful it is. I went way overboard(sorry, couldn't help myself) and had several tops, skirts and bottoms made of this fabric. You will be seeing more as the weather improves.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Classics never go out of style



Remember when women’s pants sat at your waist? These days, this style is called
“classic”. And “modern cut” pants start at your hips when you are standing but just go ahead and sit down and they end up somewhere south of the border. Anything that comes near your belly button is not modern enough. That’s ok. I can live with “classic”.
So, the other day I saw the funniest thing to come around the bend in a long time when I saw the photo of a runway model wearing Kermit the frog. I almost peed myself.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Missy, Queen of the Yard



I have wondered what it is about turtles and tortoises that draws certain people to them. We really didn’t plan to have turtles. They just kept adopting us. Whatever brought us to this point, we live with an African sulcata, the largest mainland tortoise species in the world.
We have had turtles. However, a couple of red-ear sliders and a box turtle do not prepare you for a tortoise. I asked questions before I bought. What do they eat? What would they need for housing? What diseases do they get? Answering these questions gave me a sense of confidence that I could care for one of these beauties. Ty even agreed to take on this job after I was gone. You know they live a loooong time.
When I first got Missy, she was very shy. However, I learned that she will do anything for a strawberry, so this way we got to know each other. She has a sweet tooth. I also found out she is a picky eater. Who would have thought?
In the winter she stays warm in an aquarium in the garage and occasionally visits us in the house. But when the weather warms up, Missy gets going. She patrols our back courtyard with that funny tip toe walk of hers. This is her land and she knows it. When I am in the yard, she follows me around. I’m never sure if she is begging for a treat or making sure I don’t move her stuff.
She grows slowly but steadily each year. I used to be able to hold her in the palm of my hand and cuddle her under my ear. These days it takes two hands and some muscle to get her around. But in my eyes she is still the little sweetie I brought home.
She is a nice tortoise. If she were human I would be friends with her. She has a gentle way about her and is very patient with Tommy, the crusty, one eyed box turtle who also lives in the yard. He tries his macho act on her and she just walks away. Her size doesn’t scare him. But the indifference just bugs him to death.
It is a good tortoises are solitary animals. Having 2 of these would be silly. Like having 2 elephants. I can see having 1. But 2 is just asking for trouble

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

my mom


My beautiful sister and my mom sent me a box of old photos. Many were of my young family in years past. My weight and hairstyle changed with each season. The faces of my babies look out at me over the years and remind me how much I love them. Then I saw photos of my Mom with my babies. I looked at my mother’s face. Really looked. Reading her face is like revisiting a favorite book from childhood. I know the words by heart; I can see them in my mind. I can put the voices to the dialog. The pictures are a bit faded but all the more dear. The pages are certainly older, worn and smudged. But my little hands made those smudges years ago as I lingered over the story and the quiet time. I know my mom’s face by heart, but still I look, and I remember loving her for all my life.

Top of the morning to you

When I was in school, everyone who didn’t wear green on St. Patrick’s Day got pinched. Wonder if that still happens?

I am married to an Irishman. I have raised Irish children. I’ve cooked their food and taken their blarney. Why? Because they are the most loveable and charming rogues. For heaven’s sake, their eyes actually twinkle. No I am of the more practical German heritage. You might imagine my loved ones seem like aliens to me sometimes. Their funny dispositions and crooked smiles never fail to make me all gooey and loving and well, happy.

I will kiss my own leprechauns and have a lucky day,

Ruth