So different from last Saturday!

"Saturday, Saturday, Ooh I Like my Saturdays,

Two thirds off long distance every Saturday

I like my Saturday, to call my friends who moved away.

la, la, la la, that's not all

I call my friends for two thirds off!"

That's a TV commercial jingle from my childhood

Before unlimited calling or Skyping across the world

Funny how they stay with you.

Then, I liked Saturdays because there was no school

We had Saturday morning Bugs Bunny, Flintstones and the Jetsons

Then the whole day to play outside

That's what I remember anyways. 

Nowadays, Saturday is my one day off.

Last Saturday was aforewritten the cleaning frenzy.

This Saturday, no such thing.

I was up till the wee hours of the morning,

So sleeping 'till 9:30 was not completely insane.

Never mind the fact that I only got up 'cause I kept dreaming I had to pee

And couldn't find a bathroom

When I crawled out of bed and padded to the bathroom,

It turned out the dog had much the same idea,

and needed to pee.

After we got back, I sat on the couch to scratch (me, not the dog, mind you!)

and wonder what I would do for the day.

Should I turn the TV on so I could do my knitting?

Make a coffee and start a new book?

After ruminating for an hour

I fell asleep!

Good thing my better half came home just then, and guilt forced me to get up.

I did go make that cuppa

Did drink it back on the couch,

while we discussed my son's truck and what to do about it.

Finally, I decided I better accomplish something.

So I sorted some laundry into his, hers and theirs

So I headed to my office/craft room.

Turns out I did get a lot done,

While listening to internet radio folk music,

I got 4 or 5 pages made of my ornament scrapbook.

Which while it may not sound like much,

Is an accomplishment.

Between that and throwing a pizza in the oven,

I also managed to get some shopping done.

Picked up my cell phone from my friends where it had lain since last Friday
Dead as a doornail.

And even did the dishes.

Now it's 8:30, and the day was not a bust.

Seldom is a day a complete bust!

Cotton Candy Snow

I feel out of words to describe it

This cotton candy snowfall we had yesterday afternoon.

I was snowing when I went to town

And still snowing when I got back

When we turned onto our little dirt road

It was like the "White Way of Delight"of Anne of Green Gables Fame

Only with snow instead of apple blossoms

Our driveway

is a bit of an uphill

and my son was driving

He made it up about 1/4 of the way

and came to a stop.

Then he had to back out without running into the banks.

I asked him if he wanted me to try, he said no.  He tried again.

Okay fine mom, you do it.

Well, I am embarrassed to say that I didn't make it nearly as far up as he did.

the wheels went one way and the steering wheel went another.

Whoops, I'll try again.

Same thing, ony worse.

So, after having just had a discussion on the way home about how he was still a new driver and had a lot to learn,

I hoofed it up the driveway, and let him drive up.

It took him three more tried, but he did it.

Anyway, in the meantime, I went in and got my camera

It was already starting to get dark,

My camera battery was pretty much dead

And I knew if I waited till tomorrow,

the effect would be gone.

So, even though these pics are far from professional

And don't do justice to the fluffiness that I wanted to capture,

They're mine.



OMG - It's the Clean Machine!

 A couple of times a year

I go against the grain of who I am

and go on a cleaning frenzy,

shocking those around me.

Not just the weekly vaccum and floor wash,

or the biweekly dusting, if we're lucky

but an all out cleaning frenzy.

I never know when its going to come on

there are no identified triggers that I can avoid

it usually just starts with an innocent round with my Bissel Upright vaccum

or a casual sweep of the kitchen.

Today, it was the living room that fell victim.

I did get the bedrooms vacuumed

and the kitchen floor washed

but the living room bore the brunt of the action.

Somewhere between cleaning the glass topped coffee table

and wondering if this Turtle Wax Upholstery Cleaner really works,

I fell victim.

I put on some music

in this case, it was an old Billy Joel cassette that I taped from an old employer's CD

back in the days when CD's were fairly new

and blank cassettes were still the preferred method of recording favourite tunes

I gave my husband and my dog fair warning of what was going to happen....

Music that they probably wouldn't care for,

Sung along with and probably overpowered

by me...I am told I can't sing very well, but I beg to differ!

So, while belting out tunes about piano men, up town girls, innocent men and New York states of minds,

I spritzed, sprayed and wiped my way around the room,

cleaning the nooks and crannies and feeling like I accomplished something good.

I even stood on a chair to wipe some spots off of the ceiling that looked like someone threw half of a cup of cofee up at it - they've been there a while!  There's also a couple of spots that came one Christmas morning when my son threw silly puddy up to see if it would stick.  It did.

If I'm lucky, the tidiness will last a day.

Maybe when the snow melts and spring is finally here,

I'll feel like doing it again!

 

Valentine's Day in the eyes of a 17 year old in love

He thinks that he is love

and who am I to say that he's not?

I was 17 and in love at one time

And the love lasted to this day

I have never seen him so excited for Valentine's day

He had big plans:

She was going to sleep over the night before

(with him sleeping on the couch of course)

He had bought her flowers

and sought out my advice as to how to keep them fresh for the next day

He bought her a box of chocolate

 and was proud of how satiny smooth the box he picked out was!

He would make her breakfast in bed

(with my help of course!)

They would not go to the school on Valentine's day

(I know, I know, but I can turn a blind eye once in a while)

They would go public skating

and then go horseback riding with her horses.

They would go to dinner (probably A&W or Subway!)

And then go to a movie.

So how did it all turn out?

~~~

Well, other than the fact that he wouldn't believe me

when I told him that you can put more than three pieces of bacon in the pan at once,

and he wouldn't believe me

when I told him they did not have public skating when everyone is supposed to be in school,

Things went as planned.

 ~~

To be 17 and in love,

Would I do it all over again?

I don't think so!