Sunday, January 9, 2011

A chicken nugget slap... back into reality.






It's been awhile since I laughed so hard that my gut hurt and was snorting in between breaths.  My sister  and I were discussing the woes of life this morning.  I usually don't like to talk about the woes but I am in a transition of my life which seems to be a never ending tunnel of woes, so therefore it was time to discuss the woes.  I am not going to get into the details of what the particular woes are because that probably would and could bore you to death and I then I would have no one to read these silly blog entries.  I will however say that during this discussion we were talking about our personal possessions and how we as humans tend to "collect a lot of stuff" throughout our lifetime.  With growing older every year, eventually one day you wake up and say "man, I've got a lot of shit".  Excuse my french but that is the best way to put it, I guess.  Even though we were at the kitchen island deep in discussion, we kind of forgot that her son (my nephew) and his buddy were sitting in the living room merely a dozen steps away playing video games.  Now that I have all the characters in place, I will carry on with the funny discussion of woes.  With that being said, we were deep in discussion referring to our beloved crap that we seem to find a home for and keep around or if we don't have a spot then it goes into a box or off to Goodwill.   I must be border line hormone unbalanced as I was sobbing about my woes and I got my sister so wound up that she starting talking about and relating to how she has a lot of "shit" as well.  Since "shit" really is not protocol for our children to say and we have hammered it into their mushy brains that it is not acceptable to say, my nephew was in the living room saying "Ah, mom.....Ah mom....MOM, you are swearing....."  We were so engrossed in the heat of our conversation that we were kind of blocking him out and not acknowelging his twerps of adult warning in swear word usage.  I was using the word and so was my sister.  He finally yelled out "JEEZ  can't you use a different word in place of it?  Say like "chicken nuggets or something"?  We both stop our conversation dead in our tracks, kind of like the heavens had opened up and a huge voice came down to warn us of our bad behavior!  My nephews suggestion made us burst out laughing as well.  We both looked at each other like we were oblivious to that fact that we were using bad language.... "did we really use the word shit more than a half a dozen times just now?"  I think you had to be there in the heat of the moment because chicken nuggets sounded so funny and wacky to use in place of the word shit that we busted a gut that my nephew even suggested we use chicken nuggets for a replacement.  My sis then picked the discussion right back up from where she left off... using the word "chicken nuggets" in place of the "swear word" and we both laughed even more hysterically.  Not because of the swear words, but because I was still emotionally unbalanced, I then confessed that I was feeling like a looser and that I needed to know and hear that I was a looser in order to get better.  His buddy must of thought we were on the verge of craziness as he pipes up in a really confused voice "You're going to try to get better at being a looser?"  ....my sis and I both blew boogers with his response.  Out of the mouth of babes.....we now have a new code word for swearing "chicken nuggets"! Try it sometime....it will make you chuckle. Well, it at least did for us!

Laughter translates into any language

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

CSD: Winter's Beauty

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dried flowers in winter, quote of Nature does not hurry yet everything is accomplished.



CSD: Winter's Beauty: "It was one of those days where the sun was shining perfectly through the trees. I was actually walking to my car when I had a glimpse ..."

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Nature does not hurry yet everything is accomplished.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Who's got talent?




talent, double jointed finger

She said it with a really sad voice...."Mommy, I don't have any talents"...sighing... "the girls that sit by my desk are all talented and I don't have any talents".   While I was listening to her, I reflect on the past few evenings thinking to myself that Jenna and I seem to be having some interesting conversations lately right before I go to tuck her into bed at night.   I responded with "well Jenna, what makes you say this? Was someone talking and bragging about their talents?"  She responded with a sheepish "yeah"....

While scrambling in my mind for one of her talents, I respond back to her "well, I am sure you have some talents that you can share with your fellow friends, yeah?"  She replies back, "no Mom I don't, one girl says this and the other says that and I don't have anything to say."  She says, "I even showed them my crooked fingers and they don't think that is a talent!"   OH MY .... I just about blew boogers hearing her say that!  Just to think my daughter has the only talent of "crooked fingers"!  I hate to laugh out loud in front of her with such a fragile subject but I was dying of laughter inside and couldn't hold it in!  I did not want to make her feel bad but could not control myself and I couldn't stop laughing.  Luckily as she watched me roll with laughter it became contagious and we were both laughing hysterically. 

When she was a little tiny baby I was so amazed at how her tiny little fingers would bend practically back into a "L" shape.  I knew babies were flexible but questioned if my precious one was a little abnormal.  As she grew older, we discovered she had a hidden talent....DOUBLE JOINTED-DOM.  She get's this talent from her father.  I've expressed to her in the past that it is not a freak show but a talent that most people can not do and she should be proud of it. Ever since she was a baby, she would show off her talent and make everyone shriek with horror of how do you do that!  It was such an odd sight, as her fingers bend back at the knuckles.  This last month, I have even noticed that her arms have an odd bend at the elbows.  We often joke around about how one day if she couldn't get a normal job, that she could go work for the circus with her little talent! We would laugh and she takes it all in with stride and amazingly with no embarrassment.   She would actually smile at us like she was enjoying making her audience cringe.   Little did I know that I was subliminally driving into her mushy little brain to thinking that this was in fact a real and bona fide talent!  I've created a monster... I think it is time to start some singing or ballet lessons.... OH MY!

Be determined to see the world in every aspect that may be possible for you and doors will open.


Tuesday, December 21, 2010