Monday, July 6, 2020
Monday, June 29, 2020
Popcorn is not just for eating.
It's not just for packing around things to mail, either.
Or for stringing along Christmas Tree branches.
What else can you do with it?
Play a game!
When our boys were still at home, we would sometimes have popcorn and play "What's that piece?" We'd pick up a single piece of popcorn and say what it looked like before eating it.
What's this one?
From my POV, it's an animal paw!
Okay, popcorn piece number two. What do you see?
I see a fish swimming from left to right!
Now what's this?
A flower! (These are all subject to individual interpretation, no right or wrong answers here. (And if you turn the picture upside down, you just might see something else...like a lobster clinging to a wooden ceiling.)
Okay, I see two things in this one. What do you see?
It could be a jellyfish with floaty tentacles bunched beneath it, or a duck's head! See the little yellow beak on the left?
(Hey, my game, my rules!)
I didn't write down what I was thinking when I took these popcorn pictures, so what does this one make you think of?
I don't know either.
I'm gonna say a fat baby chick with a teeny head and its beak open upward hoping for food! I'm sure it likes popcorn the best.
(Yes, that makes it a cannibal, so what?!)
*Ahem* Okay, so here's another one for you.
Poptopus! (Haha!) I say it looks like an octopus.
Now the next two are the same piece of popcorn from two different angles so you can (maybe) see what I saw.
It's a Pharaoh's hat front view...
...and side view!
You're not getting tired of this, are you? Because this one also has two interpretations.
(Do you see two things?)
How about a goose flying from left to right with its wings down, OR
an index finger pointing to the right?
Okay, what about this one?
A rhi-pop-arous! I see a rhinocerous-type shape running from right to left, top view.
(Now I get to eat it!)
Don't go! Last one! Do you see what I see?
A sexy swimsuit!
Did you ever guess that popcorn could be so much more fun than just eating it by the handful? Just think of all the entertaining things you're missing.
Or you could play the game in between handfuls.
When you play the game, it's your rules, because I won't be there...unless I smell your popcorn, because I love the stuff.
Do you like popcorn?
Or do you hate the kernels sticking in your teeth no matter how entertaining they are?
Monday, June 22, 2020
If someone gives you a chocolate cupcake, what would you do with it?
You could hold it in your hand and take bites from it.
You could chop it in pieces in a bowl, pour milk on it, and eat it with a spoon.
You could warm it up and put a scoop of ice cream on top and eat it.
You could say, "No, thank you."
You could even put the whole thing in your mouth, like Carolyn did!
There are lots of ways to eat a treat, and who's to say which is right or wrong?
Do you like treats?
What's your favorite?
Monday, June 15, 2020
It was a magical day when I saw something shining on the sidewalk. What was it?
Could it be? It was! A golden slipper!
A magical shoe like Cinderella's.
Would it fit me?
(I can get my toes in it. That counts.)
Do you believe in magic?
Do you think finding something that lifts your spirits is magical?
Do you think finding something that lifts your spirits is magical?
Monday, June 8, 2020
Someone had a problem with their hood latch, but they didn't stay home. No way, they used what they had to fix it so they could drive to town.
All it took was a chunk of plywood and a padlock.
Oh, yeah, and something to drill holes.
Do you like to find ways to fix things?
Or do you like other people to fix them for you?
Monday, June 1, 2020
It's our anniversary of 42 years! I've been a Bahlmann for more than twice as long as I was an Anderson!
(That's amazing, 'cause I'm not even that old.)
Bob and I had to work at it and forgive a lot to get this far, but it's been an interesting adventure.
Monday, May 25, 2020
I found this shirt in a thrift store. I liked all the colors. I liked the puzzle pieces. and I liked the words, except that I don't know if people can really be anything they want.
While many things can be learned, like how to make pancakes, don't some jobs require a certain skill set? You need to understand how numbers work together in order to be a mathematician, don't you? You need to understand colors and shapes to be an artist, right?
There may even be some body compositions to consider in certain careers. A skinny bouncer wouldn't be taken as seriously as one with broad shoulders. A tall, beefy jockey isn't likely to win any races. In high school, I wanted to be a stewardess, but I was too tall. Fortunately, I'm not too tall to be a writer.
Neither are you!
And, good news! No one is too tall or too small to be kind.
I regret some of my past unkindesses and thoughtlessness and power trips, but I console myself by knowing I can be kind from now on.
Do you like to be kind?
Or do you like the rush of picking fights?
Monday, May 18, 2020
Monday, May 11, 2020
I saw some interesting license plates, such as this one that was set on an angle. It looks like it's falling off, but it's supposed to be that way.
Why? Maybe it's a fashion statement, like those blouses that fall off one shoulder, as if they're broken.
I had to wonder what this license place meant. Did they finally get a car? Did they finally pay it off? Did they finally reach their destination?
What funny cars or license plates have you seen recently?
Monday, May 4, 2020
It was my dad's birthday yesterday! If he were still on this earth, he'd be 96.
Dad wasn't Jewish, but one of his sons-in-law is. There is a nice Jewish tradition about putting a stone on a grave marker.
Why do they do it?
From my research, the Jewish tradition of a pebble on a headstone symbolizes the continuing presence of love and memories, which are as strong and durable as a rock.
It also shows that family and friends have been there to visit the grave.
It's a nice tradition, so I put a pebble on the headstone.
Love you, Dad!
Do you have any family traditions for loved ones who've passed on?
Monday, April 27, 2020
We have two cats.
Well, actually, we don't have any cats, our two youngest sons each have a cat that's not allowed to live with them, so the kitties live with us.
They like to be inside, but at night they are too bothersome. They jump on sleeping people's heads, and pat sleeping people's faces, and meow so loud they make nightmares. So it's their own faults they're now nighttime outside cats.
The problem is, they found hiding places. For a couple of weeks, we could never find Moni when it was time to go outside, until one day we saw her hopping out of the corner of the top closet shelf.
Now she goes outside every night.
Do you have sneaky pets?
(Or are yours perfectly behaved, as in, perhaps you don't have any?)
Monday, April 20, 2020
When we bought our charming little house in the woods, the plywood skirting had taken enough beating from the sun and snow that it was bent, cracking, and not really worth a picture. (Don't want to give you nightmares.)
So Mr. Fix-it, a.k.a. Bob Bahlmann, replaced it with foam insulation board.
But that's not all!
Even though it was prettier than the scruffy particle board, it was very plain.
So Bob put some thin coat over it, then traced a brick pattern in the thin coat before letting it dry.
But he wasn't done yet! Using different colors of paint, he went around and around the house again and again, painting the bricks different colors.
Oo-la-la! What a difference some paint makes! Now they're all different colors, but they're still not done. What else can there possibly be?
One of the neighbors who didn't watch the process complimented us on our new rock facing.
Sunday, April 12, 2020
Yay for Easter!
I like fabric. I have to hold myself back from buying as much as I really want to get.
I come by it honestly. My grandmother was a professional seamstress who sewed drill team uniforms, wedding dresses, and did alterations that made clothes fit so well that it looked as if the people who wore them were born in them.
My grandmother's daughter went further, acquiring so much fabric that she actually bought a single wide trailer to keep it all in.
So, I don't know if it's nature or nurture, but I am truly drawn to buy fabric, especially shiny, flowy, beautiful, or interesting fabric.
Yet I saw the futility of having way more than you could make in a lifetime, so I've given a few bushels of fabric away, and I mange to hold myself back, from buying, anyway.
So now I content myself with taking pictures of fabric that grabs my fancy, like this adorable bunny fabric with 3-D bunny tails sewn on! Then I can smile and remember and not have to store the cute stuff.
What do you like to collect?
Monday, April 6, 2020
When I was at the thrift store, I spied a pair of my favorite footwear.
(Did I say I love flip flops?)
So of course I tried them on.
Now, I can't understand how this happened, but after walking around in them for five minutes, I decided they were worth $2.00, and I bought them.
Are you laughing?
Can you see what I didn't?
Look at those little letters on the flip flop heels.
One reads "M," and the other reads, what? Can it be? Why, yes, it is! An "L!"
Well I'll be. They aren't the same size.
But that's not all, folks!
Look at the orientation of the toe part.
Both flip flops are angled to the right, meaning...why, yes, it's true! I bought myself a pair of two left flip flops of different sizes.
What was I thinking that day?
I honestly couldn't tell you, because I obviously wasn't thinking.
After this admission, I dare ask you if you've ever had a shopping faux pas. (That means a slip, a mistake or a (heh heh) false step.)
Monday, March 30, 2020
I needed some super glue, so I got it from my craft basket, twisted off the lid, and squeezed it. But it WOULDN'T COME OUT.
So I squeezed harder.
I squeezed EVEN HARDER.
It was a lost cause. The tip was glued shut. I had to throw it away, but because I didn't have a replacement, I gave it one final squeeze of frustration.
AND, TA-DA! IT CAME UNSTUCK!
Who knew that super glue should be treated as a loaded gun? It should only be aimed at an intended target.
(That would certainly not be my laptop.)
Happily, I got the glue cleaned off right after snapping this all-important learn-from-my-mistakes photo for your viewing pleasure.
Have you had any super glue mishaps?
Monday, March 23, 2020
When I went to my grandson's band concert, the middle school doors were locked. Fifteen minutes didn't seem too early before the music was to start, so those of us clustered around the doors figured that someone with a key either left it home or in their pocket and forgot about it.
I found something fascinating.
These leaves on a bench wouldn't brush off. Had they been drawn on with marker? Had some wildlife artist printed them on as part of a botany learning program? Were they part of the original bench decor?
Interestingly enough, the section of bench beneath the tree branches was marked with leaves, while the part exposed to sunlight was plain.
There was even one whole bench free of any shade above it that had no leaf shapes at all.
I didn't check with plant experts, but to my way of thinking, the leaves that fluttered down to the pink bench left their mark before rotting away.
It's like writing books! Even after authors die, their words are left behind for others to see.
What is it that you want to be known for?
Monday, March 16, 2020
On a delightful trip to the park with a couple of my granddaughters, we stopped at an old abandoned ticket booth and pretended it was our house. We decided where each of us would sleep, lamented the lack of a bathroom, and talked about the problem of no reliable kitchen utensils.
Well, if we're going to live there, we need to eat, don't we?
Mallory had a solution. "What do you want to eat, Grammy?"
After a moment's thought, I said, "Salad!" So Mallory cheerfully provided a leafy salad full of the colors recommended for optimal health.
It was quite attractive, and looked delicious even without dressing. To test her culinary skills, and because I like them, I added, "With nuts."
A quick dip behind the counter, then a reappearance and a single fling of a handful of hard little pebbles added the requested ingredient to my imaginary salad.
Very clever of her, if I do say so as her ever-lovin' Grammy.
Did you like to pretend when you were a child?
Do you still like to?
Monday, March 9, 2020
Once upon a time, there was a weekly TV show called "Hogan's Heroes."
In the town where I was born, a charming little shop sells hero (or submarine) sandwiches called "Logan's Heroes."
Can you guess the name of the town where I was born?
(If you guessed "Logan," you are the winner of the world!)
There are many names for a sandwich made with cold cuts, cheese, and vegetables on a long bun.
What do you call it?
What do you call it?
Do you like them?
Monday, March 2, 2020
Who is this person?
What if I told you it's my grandma?
See the similar hair color to mine?
The engaging expression on her face?
The food on the table in front of her?
Well, it's not my grandma.
I saw this in Washington, DC at the Smithsonian American Art Museum. It's so realistic, I was motivated to take pictures, even though a part of me couldn't help wondering if she'd glance up at me with an annoyed frown and ask, "Whad'r you lookin" at?"
Were you surprised to find out that this is a statue?
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