We’re satisfied…but

Monday the boys and I spent the day together. I had to run some errands in town, so they went with me. Since we were in town, I thought that it might be fun to go to Books-a-Million and look for a book about pirates…you know, research for our adventures. I spied the perfect book.

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But, to get to it, you had to get past

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the store’s super hero section. Needless to say, Hudson and Denton never made it past that isle. Not only that, they were finding things left and right that they were sure they needed … only the items were a little too pricey.
I finally convinced them that there were other things in the store that they might like better, with prices that I might like better. So,

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we made the rounds. I told them that they needed to make sure they

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were satisfied with what they picked. Finally, near the back of the store,

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they spotted something that they would be satisfied with, which also happened to have a price that I was satisfied with.
They each chose a bag of Legos, that when snapped together, would form strange looking creatures with long fingernails and toenails…certainly not something you would want to meet up with in the dark…or the daylight for that matter.
They carried their bags of Legos to the front of the store, and we took our place in the checkout line.
When it came our turn, the nice young lady at the register asked, “Did you find everything you need.” To which I replied, “Let’s just say … we found everything.” Then Hudson said, “We are satisfied with what we got. But, we’re just not sure that our Mammy has enough money to pay for all this.”
I just smiled at that nice young lady, and entered my pin.

Until we sail again

Hudson and Denton stayed at our house last night and we had great fun…really. At their suggestion we watched a movie that neither Joel nor I had seen before, and would watch again.
Joel had to go to bed early because of work, so the boys and I went into one of the guest rooms where Denton picked up a guitar that was missing a string.

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We all took turns strumming the thing and singing impromptu country songs. But after a few rounds of that, we decided it would be more fun to be pirates.
They came up with names for themselves and assigned me the role of Blackbeard’s grandma, a mean and awful pirate who also cooks.
We spoke of swashbuckling sword fights, hidden treasure, and pirate ships that appear out of the mist.
Then, we decided to make a pirate journal

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that was written entirely

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in secret code. And, we took turns

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reading it aloud. Then, when morning came, we placed the journal

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in the ship’s trunk at the foot of the bed … until we sail again.

Thanks to global warming

There’s a lot of talk about global warming and it’s causes, from the burning of fossil fuels, to deforestation, to methane production by dairy cattle, and … anything in between. Now, if you’ve ever walked across a parking lot on a sunny July afternoon in the Deep South, you would probably add all the acres of concrete to that list of causes.
They say, that in addition to increased temperatures, droughts, fires, floods, and heat related disease, global warming could mean harsher winter weather , which we have certainly experienced over the past month.

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First we had snow.

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The next week we had sleet, which tends to get a little slippery. Trust me on that one.

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Last week we had a little more snow, and this week

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we had freezing rain.

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Now, I really don’t know anything about global warming…or whether it be fiction. But, I guess it could be possible

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that winter has come to Woodworth…thanks to global warming.

You have to get nasty

Well, it has snowed three times here in two weeks, something that I have never seen nor ever thought I would see. I almost thumbed through the Bible to search for unusual weather and end time prophecy. You know…snows and rumors of snows…but I didn’t.
I was running errands about mid morning on Thursday when snow started to fall. At first it wasn’t much of a going concern, but before the big hand could make a complete circle on my clock, it was coming down pretty good.
When I came out of Lowes,

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the once strange, but now familiar white stuff was beginning to accumulate, and as I drove home,

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it continued to pepper down.
By the time I reached the house, the snow had just about fizzled out,

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but it did leave a slight dusting around the property.
As I walked about, I noticed that Denton and Hudson

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were busy at their daddy’s pile of potting mix for his daylilies.
When I asked them what they were doing, they said, “We’re pretending we are in Alaska.”

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As I got closer, I said, “You two have really gotten nasty.” One of them, and I’m not sure which one, replied, “Well you have to get nasty to survive in Alaska.” I’ll have to keep that in mind.

We’ve changed a few words

They said that this is the coldest winter we’ve had in twenty-nine years. It’s certainly the only one I remember where we have had snow and ice two times in a week that stayed on the ground a total of five days.
When I talked to my Alaskan Mom, AKA The Grouchy Old Woman,

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she said that she would rather have eight months of snow than four months of 100 degree weather, and the humidity that goes with it. Although I detest hot and humid, after the last couple of weeks, I concluded that I would rather have four months of misery than eight. All that means is…we’re both right where we need to be.
You are already aware that Piper and I have admitted ourselves in the K9 Academy, because we have accepted the fact that we need help.
He is growing by leaps and bounds, and still attempting the impossible…

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herding cats.

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That’s o.k., only I think that he

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has them mixed up with ducks.
The two of us are still

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going walks in the moonlight. We have adopted a motto similar to the inscription found on the General Post Office in New York City at 8th Avenue and 33rd Street…only we’ve changed a few words:
“Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays us from the swift completion of Piper running to pee.”