Sunday, January 31, 2010

Another week flies past--------------

Whooosh and another one bites the dust. Another week. Another week of a month that went so quickly, tomorrow is February already. The worst of winter is behind us! Just to prove spring is near, here is a bad, bad photo of a good thing....look really close at the little blob in the center of this photo,, it's a robin! A pair of robins were visiting us on January 25th! I took the photo through a dirty window and several screens, from the comfort of my kitchen,, the robins may want to be in the yard in January, but I do not.



I would rather stay inside with the kids and play.






Monday, January 25, 2010

Sunday entertainment


The next time I complain about one of my kids, someone slap me, okay?


Yesterday my daughter and her children took me to the Milwaukee Art Museum...


We had such a wonderful time despite the crummy weather.
I really enjoyed the art, I have never been to ANY art museum, and I was surprised to find such wonderful stuff so close to home.We did get to see a lot, but Gael didn't appreciate the art very much... he liked the open space to run around. This photo is blurry, but it captures him well. He moves fast. Here I am next to a Monet (or was it Manet?) I was so busy looking at it all and the kids, I didn't take any notes. (It's Monet....I looked it up)
Em wanted her Auntie to see her in front of this Warhol work...This glass sculpture seems to be springing from Emili's head
This was my favorite painting, I felt like I could step into this landscape...the colors! Does anyone know whose work this is? I would like to see more......If only I had taken notes along with the photos.




Speaking of color and beauty, how about these roses? They are tiny (tea?) roses that I got from Delores for my birthday.


Saturday, January 23, 2010

Today is........


2 parents (still living) and 2 grandchildren and 2 siblings
3 children
5 years in my current business
7 significant pets (for the curious-Shorty, Goober, Bugle, Ferdie, Boomer, Thunder, Nick)
9 age when received my first sewing machine (thanks to my parents)

11 age at which I realized I would never dance like a ballerina

13 really good friends (at least)
17 years since I realized that I was (still am) in love
19 my age at first marriage
23 always a good day in January
29 people who love me
31 age at divorce
37 age at current marriage
41 stopped working as a nurse
43 age when I knew that there was life after raising children
47 first new knee
53 years old today

All prime numbers, and things that have made my life what it is today, absolutely prime!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

My Boom

My Boom

" My Boom" is a phrase I came across recently whilst surfing the web. It's a phrase the Japanese use when describing a current fad, or something that one is obsessed with at the moment.
From time to time, my boom is words and word origins, so naturally I had to investigate this phrase. Luckily, I have 5 relatives that speak Japanese, a convenient source of information. I asked one of them, and was quickly told the correct pronunciation.....Say it with me....My Booom-uh... not Boomer, Booom UH.

So, I guess the Japanese borrowed the word boom and made it their own.

I like it.


I use it.


I get blank stares.

What?

Your What?

My Boom is confusing people by using the phrase "My boom"

What is your Boom?

Another----today is


Saturday, January 16, 2010

Is it a metaphor or is it a simile?

Photos of the last day, in no particular order..... Walkway across the tunnel to Monona Terrace
That's me having breakfast, that I did not cook or clean up.


Last night at the rodeo


The view of Lake Monona from our room......
We also ate some great food, did a little shopping (books and art stuff) And we saw this show I am still laughing, live radio can be hilarious!

In the middle of this adventure, I am enjoying a few quiet moments. Dave is elsewhere, doing something. I know not where or what....Actually I have a general idea his activities, but I am not concerned.




I am sitting in a lovely hotel room, with my feet up and simply being in the moment. How very Zen of me! :)
I might not ever come home, but my favorite rodeo cowboy might be there when I do! How can I stay away?



Sometimes I think, life is like a rodeo,

the trick is to ride, and make it to the bell


--Rock and Roll Girls, John Fogerty