Parental Pride

You know how every parent talks about their child, right from the first they are saying how pretty or handsome their child is. You, being polite, agree that the baby is cute...blah, blah, blah..whether it is true or not. Nine times out of ten it isn't true, you are just being polite, and usually will comment to someone else about how that baby is so homely, ugly or just weird looking. Stop acting appalled, you know it's true! Parents are just blind to the faults of their children, they actually don't see that their child looks like a good case for evolution. I was thinking about this, after listening to a friend go on and on about their child, and I got to wondering....what if people actually said that about my children....and maybe still say it after one of my brag sessions?! So I looked at pictures of them, with a open mind and saw them as strangers...scrutinized their features. I took in a wide variety of evidence, checking them at different ages and then looking at more recent pictures, seeing how they have aged. I found after much investigation and soul searching that it is true..............my children are perfectly beautiful beings.

Moon Pie Festival

Yes you read correctly.....Moon Pie Festival. This is a annual event held in Bell Buckle, TN. Technically it is the RC Cola, Moon Pie Festival. We got up bright and early Saturday morning and loaded up for the trip to Bell Buckle...granted this is only a few miles so it wasn't much of a trek. When we got there the 10 mile run was nearing it's end and the vendors were set up and ready to sell their wares. We watched the runners for a short time...each one that came in still running caused me to repeat..."I don't know how they could run for 10 miles!". I was starting to feel ashamed of myself so I set off to the food vendors. Actually we walked through some of the craft area first then ended up where they had a stage set up and a wood floor, this was for clogging, as we soon found out. Now what would any Tennessee festival be without having some cloggers, clogging to Rocky Top?! I wasn't so much interested in the clogging except for one lady that I was pretty sure was going to pass out before the song was over. Her face was so red, I was really starting to get nervous but, morbid curiosity made me continue watching. She made it and believe it or not danced to another tune...truely remarkable. Then we did eventually wander over to the food area and we each separated to get the food of our choice...I personally went for the roasted corn...very yummy and almost worth the $4 that it cost me, never mind I could have bought 16 ears at the grocery store for the same price....hey it's roasted....ah never mind, I enjoyed it anyway. Todd opted for some sausage, pepper and onion concoction, Miranda got a lemonade and some curly potato thing, and now that I think about it Kaci didn't get anything. For activities they had "watermelon seed spitting contest", "hog calling contest", and synchronized wadding. This is a highly technical process consisting of dressing up like a fool....ie a moon pie, and getting in a child's wadding pool with your partners and doing some synchronized movements. I use the word synchronized loosely! Anyway it seemed that everyone has a good laugh and that is the purpose. No festival would be complete without a parade...full of a little bit of everything....people walking their dog...people riding horses...old tractors....fire engine, etc. All in all a good day of excitement....okay well maybe if not excitement, good for a laugh. We didn't stay for all the festivities but we did get a moon pie and a RC before making our way home.

A day without blogging.

Before I started this blogsite I was pretty sure I would have something to blog about everyday....maybe have to skip a day because I was so busy I just couldn't find time to blog. I'm finding that I don't really have that many noteworthy things to blog about. This brings up disturbing questions.

1. Is my life so uninteresting?

2. Is the imagination that I thought I had just a figment of my imagination?

3. Why are the clever things that I have in my head absent when I am blogging?

So I have decided that even if I have to make something up I will have something to blog about at least every day....maybe every other day. So I'm going home now to think about what I'm making up for tomorrow.

Beatrice

My Boxer, Beatrice, has been sick...well not really sick but I could tell that her ears were bothering her. Since she was also due for her shots, I made an appointment with the vet. I was trying a new vet since I had recently moved. My daughter had used Banfield, which is connected to PetsMart. I decided to give them a try. Beatrice it seems has allergies and now we are trying to find out just what she is allergic to. We left the vet with doggie insurance...which I figured would come in handy with an ongoing allergy problem...special shampoo...two kinds of ear drops....pills, and an appointment for a follow up in two weeks. When telling this story at work, people keep reminding me that this is just a dog. I am well aware that Beatrice is a dog, but a very smart dog, who loves me unconditionally and gives me constant companionship and entertainment. I think she has earned her spot as rating a little higher than "just a dog". But, they say, look at the money you are spending...yes, it's true I have spend a fair amount on her, but look at it this way, I don't have to buy her designer clothes...the latest shoes...CD's....DVD's...iPod...or the various other things that kids always want. Just dog food and an occasional toy or bone. All in all she more than repays me for what I spend on her...now I just wonder how her "brother and sister" are going to feel about her being included in the family pictures?

Inspiration

I was wandering through some other blogs...reading about people that I don't know, and I had an inspiration for a blog. This is my list of.....I would.....I never.....I won't.

I would like to ride in a hot air balloon.
I would like to spend the weekend in a lighthouse B & B.
I would like to go to Montana.
I would like to have a mule....goats...another dog...ducks....okay getting carried away.
I would like to own my own book store/coffee shop
I would like to win the lottery.
I would like to be on Survivor

I've never been out of the US
I've never climbed a mountain
I've never rode a motorcycle...by myself
I've never willingly gone to a scary movie
I've never celebrated an anniversary past 10 years
I've never dyed my hair black

I won't touch a snake
I won't skydive
I won't eat liver
I won't wear a bikini
I won't ever like Opera
I won't ever grow up

Of course these lists could be modified without notice because I am, after all, a female and changing our mind is our right.