It’s “Hey Rene J” Today!

One of the best parts of this doll house is watching my granddaughter move the furnishings around. Currently, the grill, atop the kitchen table, resides in the nursery with the piano. The baby’s crib is in the kitchen, which, if you consider it, might not be so bad?

Of course, the oven, which houses the doll shoes, is currently placed in the family room.

I just love the sweetness of it. Maybe there is a future there?

My mother would give us five “ups” in the morning to get us moving for school, her voice lifting on the last syllable. I thought of that gentle prodding when our smoke detector blared at 5:43 am.

I was already waking as I had to be out and about by 6:45 anyway, appointments filling the morning. And much to my surprise, one of my extra-fun visits ended before it officially was to begin! The yearly mammogram.

Arriving five minutes early of the 15 needed to fill out the paperwork, I corrected a mistake on the forms, sat down and was promptly ushered in for the discomforting procedure. By the time I got in the car, I saw that it was actually one minute before my scheduled appointment time. Now that’s a first. It made up for the 20-minute wait at the doctor to get my tetanus shot.

With renewed confidence in a working smoke detector I hope to waken a tad more gently tomorrow morning. Maybe even have another fun surprise?

Instead of pulling out a huge half-torn clump of tissues from the newly opened box, only one came out. Properly. The last time that happened was in ‘87.

Now that’s the way to start a week! Here’s to firing up all of the appliances to do my work and the coffee maker to spur me on.

Time to go and grab some more summer!

Yes, the hint of autumn was in the air. Breckenridge was gorgeous and the cool tingling of fall was beginning.

My photos look much better than this header. I can never get the whole thing on the top of the blog, however, the rest of it is below. It was time to change the Indian Paintbrush scene, which is now faded and tired, and begin the seasonal transition.

Time marches.

My granddaughter found the pencil sharpener we installed 25 years ago in our pantry. It is conveniently at her height. I have not let her see me use it, though I did have the opportunity to sharpen three old school lead writers which I haven’t done for years. We just don’t use pencils, but she did and then ran dry.

Ah! Remember elementary school and delaying your return to the desk at the pencil sharpener? Meeting a friend there to discuss recess activities? Sharpening until you had a little nub and then had to get a new pencil? Good old days.

I hope kids still get to do that. They should based on the 24 lead pencils every back-to-school list requires. None of that mechanical lead stuff! You miss the entire olfactory bliss.

School starts next week!

You know I get these “word of the day” missives. Sometimes I even click on them. That’s when the adventure begins!

I just spent an hour reading and dinking around with words and stories. Pre-coffee! Times flies when you’re a logophile having fun! Here are a few fun facts for a busy Wednesday.

And wasn’t last night a pluviophile and ceraunophile’s dream?

This cracked me up! My dad didn’t swear, but a mild, “Judas Priest,” could escape his lips if you erred on either the Phillips head or flat-head screwdriver. We loved to help him with his projects though and took the gentle rebuffs as “learning opportunities.”

I’m feeling the need to craft – with power tools. Thanks, Dad.

Look who was prowling about the ‘hood! These velvet-antlered guys were strolling aimlessly providing some entertainment for the afternoon. I was in my car and I stopped to enjoy their antics. When I made it home I sat down to another surprising view from my kitchen table. Two little hummingbirds flitting about my hanging plants and then sitting on the string of lights five feet from me!

It was a lovely nature-filled day, now complete with thunder in the distance.

What a delightful surprise in the mail! My friend and fellow Language Arts major from college, “Paroline,” sent me an old letter I had written to her at Christmas 30 years ago! My handwriting was rather lovely, I might add. Along with it – two old Christmas photos from my more clever years of photography.

Obviously she is cleaning out and reminiscing. How thoughtful to share those memories with me! It has spurred me to continue my letter writing campaign. Hopefully my nephew will enjoy the missive I just sent him upon his “retirement” from his summer internship.

Thanks for the gentle nudge, Friend! I will employ either green, purple, teal, pink or red ink. And since it’s back-to-school time, I am off to buy more of it!

Oh, you may think you are in charge of things – until you have a two-year old ruling the roost! She is truly the most puissant.

The day revolves around food, entertainment, food, napping, food, fresh air, food, and of course, varied activities. The varied activities are mostly for me though. Chalk pictures on the concrete are a favorite of mine. I also enjoy constructing the railway tracks for Thomas the train. Of course, playing the piano to “Wheels on the Bus” and all of its verses is mere duty.

Yes, it was a fun-filled day again and I was happy to play second fiddle to the girl in command. Love my Wednesdays!