
It was a quick trip and we felt very fortunate for all the things we were able to accomplish. The only minor hitch was the fact that both of our flights were delayed leaving...but who could complain about getting stuck at the Charlotte Airport?





Mowgli has a bald spot on the back of his head, a dirty face and scuffed chest and legs. He is missing a thumb and and the end of his nose. At some point his right leg was amputated about mid-calf. Actually he is in pretty bad shape for a young man in his midteens. We think that we bought the camera with Mowgli as a purchase incentive while traveling in the south of France. Cherylyn remembers that we were playing "O Blank" and she was losing badly. As she got more frustrated we felt sorry for her and wanted to cheer her up. None of us ever could stand to see our Baby-Doo sad and fortunately she wasn't very often. As we were busy conjuring up the scheme to give her Mowgli, she became even more irriated that we were whispering about "something." At the end of the game Dad ceremoniously bestowed the "Big Loser" consolation prize. Chezzie was not amused. In spite of its tenuous beginning, Mowgli has traveled with us all over the world and everyone has had their turn with Mowgli. The last two nights, the Scooby-Doo cards have failed Dad and I at Pinochle against Tanner and Chez. It's okay...their luck won't last, and then we will be happy to have Mowgli back where he belongs.
We took our boy to the vet today for his annual exam. It is a completely frustrating experience since our vet will not take appointments. We just have to go and wait in line to see him. They will let you check in and come back later--so that was my plan. I arrived at the vet at 7.40 am twenty minutes before they officially open. There was already a line ahead of me, and it quickly lengthened behind me. When I checked in they said that there were only three dogs ahead of him and to get him there asap. I was home and Doug and I were back with him in under ten minutes. No dogs were called while we were gone. One hour and 20 minutes later, we were still there waiting to be called. Finally, for our patience and endurance, we did find out the he weighs 89.2 pounds. Shooter received four shots and had his heart checked for worms. He took all the poking and prodding like a good boy. However, I don't think he wants to go back there any time soon...and neither do we! See ya next year Dr. Webber!!
I love my cheese grater. It is older than my children. It works perfectly and has been a part of my kitchen almost since the day I got married. Doug's dad worked for a kitchen supply company. We got to go to the showroom one night and I was able to buy this great stainless steel grater, which is pretty common these days, but wasn't then. The problem now, is that I often need to use it again before I have run the dishes in the dishwasher. This requires handwashing, which is annoying at best. Surprised by the fact that I only owned one grater, Melanie bought me another one for Mother's Day. Tonight I used it for the first time. It was amazing! Even grater technology has improved vastly over the past thirty years.
Three years in a row I have purchased sunflowers at local garden centers. They have lived a few weeks and died. It has been a completely frustrating experience to see rows of sunflowers growing in my neighbors' gardens. I first remember fields on sunflowers on a trip that the girls and I took to Austria. I thought they were incredible. This year I purchased a packet of sunflower seeds, only because it was cheaper than buying the flower later on. I confess, however, that I planted without faith or hope. Still, I planted the dozen seeds and watered and waited. Only one grew. It grew and it grew and it grew. I might mention that at this point, my sunflower is the tallest sunflower I have ever seen. Today it bloomed it's first flower, but all the way down the stalk at every leaf point, I can see the beginnings of another flower. Wow!
Growing up in southern California, immigration has been an issue for as long as I can remember. I asked my dad why we couldn't just let everyone who wanted to come to the United States come in. I still feel that way--except for the scary people who want to hurt us, of course.
Moo--
Dear Mom,
Mom,
Love, Brianna
Let's see...after Doug spending last Saturday at Woodbadge and spending the week in Argentina, I felt like I hadn't seen him for quite a while. I left at 7.30 this morning to spend the day at Lake Weir with the youth in our stake, so although Doug returned later in the morning, I didn't see him until this evening. We went to eat at a restaurant that we have not tried before and both really enjoyed our food. Then we went over to Anthropologie, and he bought me some cute white pants and a navy shirt.
Brianna has learned to play soccer this spring. She runs around and goes after the ball with enthusiasm. When a member is missing on the red team or gold team, they always ask for her first to be the substitute player. The green team has had a lot of fun and she has enjoyed being part of it.
... any suggestions for getting rid of a wolf spider?
I have always had liles in my home at Easter since that time. Now I grow them in my garden. Sadly, they are never open for Easter. I actually had some hope this year as Easter was late, but nevermind...they arrived in full bloom yesterday to the delight of all of us.
My favorite TGIF is at 25 Coventry Street, Greater London, SW1. When we were living in the UK and were so homesick for the good ol' USA, we would take the train to Picadilly Circus, have a meal at TGIF's, catch the cinema nearby in Leicester Square and finish the evening with a Haagen Dazs ice cream. Although I never loved the food, I always loved the experience. Nowadays, TGIF stands forWe have enjoyed a beautiful late winter/spring season this year with plenty of mornings and evenings on the porch.
Today TGIF stands for thanks goodness it's Friday...I am grateful for the weekend. This week I am thankful that the plants in the front yard are still alive and that Shooter seems to have figured out where it is safe to run in the yard without getting zapped and is enjoying his freedom (although he still spends the vast majority of his time either on the porch or under the porch.) I am thankful that there are only 13 more days of school and that 4 of them are minimum days...AND that I have the weekend to rest up because the second graders are as anxious for summer as I am!


I was thinking today about the movie Camelot. It was my favorite movie when I was 15. I even bought a ring like Guinevere's. There is a huge celebration in the movie for the month of May, complete with maypole dancing. When I was in elementary school, we all learned how to do the maypole dance with ribbons. We don't teach that at our school. Doug says he never learned how to do it, but maybe he just doesnt remember it because he didn't think it was as cool as I did. I bet there are a lot of little girls out there how would still love it!