Playing with photos; this one turned out looking like the photos on 1940s postcards from Florida where the colors were intense but the subjects were kind of blurred, especially with Bitty's aqua and pink outfit and the classic pose.
Some years ago at a family reunion in a state park, the weather was damp and drizzling, chilly for July. Little kids were running around wet and muddy and we grownups were huddled underneath a picnic shelter. I was thinking what a miserable day it was when an older cousin looked out over the Falls and said, "It's a beautiful view."
Suddenly my attitude changed. It WAS a beautiful view; we were with beloved cousins for the day; good food, great memories.
Since then, I've tried to enjoy the view and not grouse to myself about minor inconveniences. High Falls, 2001
They loved stories of which I was the butt of the joke, these young nurse friends who knew my sons in high school.
"Tell the story about when Glenn was throwing up in the bathroom and you fainted and slid down the wall and you were out colder than a wedge..."
"I could have had a broken neck."
"Tell the story about the night we were leaving through the ER and they were remodeling and the sidewalk was rough and Sandra told Kim to be careful because Kim was clumsy and Sandra fell down and you sat on the curb and laughed until you wet your pants."
"Tell the story about when you bought the bikini and Puppy snickered when you modeled it and you wouldn't wear it because the dog laughed."
It was hard to decide whether these two belonged in Dotty Pants or Could Have Been a Cowboy, until I read the definition for dotty again. Joey was infatuated with the Angel from the day he saw her step out of her sister's car. From that time was when she stopped being an awesome tackle by whom the little boys in the neighborhood didn't want to be hit.
The house where I was born and lived until I was 18 or so, is all different now. It sold and was remodeled in the 1980s after Mama died. My mother would be so proud, except she would have added some kind of solarium/greenhouse for flowers.
The dirt road is paved, too. She would particularly like that. The old man who lived in the second house next, refused to agree to paving. Mama had this Dodge 'Duster' and she would speed up when she neared his house, so he got plenty of dust which she thought he deserved.
In competition in Australia, a telegraph operator since 1927 was pitted against a 13-year-old girl in a battle of the messengers. The old gentleman has a lifetime of experience using Morse code; The girl has two years of text messaging experience and a slew of popular slang.
The telegrapher transmitted the complete message in 90 seconds; the girl used texting shorthand and took 108 seconds to send the same message.
The message: "Hey, girlfriend, you can text all your best pals to tell them where you are going and what you are wearing."