Nap Like You Mean It! Part 2



 

This is one adorable pup as she sleeps!!!

 

 

 

 

 

A Husband's Dilemma....

Here is my husband in an obvious predicament.  He is clearly torn between watching TV and fixing something around the house, as he practically has death grips on a remote control and a tool, each in separate hands.  It seems, however, that sleep has won in the end!

 

Like Father, Like Son.....or.......Like Ape?

I like to do what I call 'Flip Sides' where I have photos in vinyl sleeves with one photo on one side and another on the other side.  They usually show things like how history repeats itself and how granddaughters at age 3 can look identical to their grandmothers at age 3, decades later. Really neat.  Well, I decided to share one of my trilogy flip sides here.  The first is of my husband holding on while he sleeps.

The next one is of our son, sleeping in the next room in his cradle.  Talk about like father, like son!

Many years later, we went to Disney's Animal Kingdom and I found a better flip side for my husband's photo.  I love this one!  It always make me laugh when I think of it!

Yep, it is of an ape, holding on as he sleeps! Love it!

Dog and Cat No Nos....

When visiting the vet recently, we picked up these cards which list things that are dangerous for cats and dogs and should not be fed to them.  We only have dogs, but I found some of the items listed on the cats' list quite interesting and wondered, first, why they were there, and secondly, why they were not on the dogs' list.

For instance, the first item on the cats' list is rat poison.  So, do NOT give cats rat poison.  Got it!  Who does not already know this?!  Are you kidding me?  This is an item that actually needs to be put on a list, printed out, laminated, and handed out to cat lovers so that they know NOT to feed their feline friends rat poison?  You will note that it is not on the dogs' list.  Does this mean that dog lovers are smarter and already know not to give rat poison to dogs, or that rat poison is ok to give to dogs?  Yes, it means that we already know that rat poison is not ok to give to our canines.

The third item on the cats' list is marijuana.  Cats are allowed their cat nip, but not pot!  Again, this too is not on the dogs' list.  Also, it does seem a bit unfair that there is no dog nip.  So, I think I will head out back and smoke a doobie with Fido! It is allowed, according to 'the list', and it is evening the score!  Sorry Frisky! 

Father!!!!!

I have to set this one up.  This is a very short video that you may have to watch a few times to get the entire idea of what is going on.  My daughter is in the backseat of the car singing to herself. I know.  Who does that?  Kids these days.  I can tell you that no one wants to hear me sing along with a song, let alone all by myself, and then video it to boot!  Anyway, as she is singing, as her mother, I am first wondering if she brushed her teeth.  Again, not part of this blog.  As she is singing, her father is driving and says something that obviously shocks her.  Listen to him and watch her facial expressions as she realizes what he is saying!

Let's Play Ball!

Watch how the ball travels....starting with a flip, and ending with the lifeguard!

The Opposite of a Compliment...

My youngest daughter likes us to wave to her when she is on the bus on her way to school in the morning.  Since our street is a dead-end street, she wants us to wait and wave a second time when the bus has gone up the street, turned around, and passes by us again.  

This one particular morning, as the bus was approaching our driveway, my daughter ran to the end of the driveway shouting, "You don't have to wave today!!!". I could see the side of my son's face as he was walking away and I could tell he was smiling really big.  I was thinking, "Ok, that was pretty funny, but why was I so dis'ed by my daughter?"

I went inside and then looked into the mirror and then thought," Oh, I get it now.". My hair was up in a clip; I was wearing my glasses, as I hadn't put my contacts in yet; and I was in my pajamas.  The last part wasn't so bad, but my night shirt read "I Look Best Undressed".  I don't.  What the heck is Victoria Secret doing to me with these shirts?

Inappropriate? Probably, but coincidentally, well-timed.

I recently attended a family funeral with two of my children, my son and my youngest daughter.  Their great-grandfather had made it to almost a century, at 96+ years old!  After the ceremony and burial, we all went to a restaurant for a very nice lunch with cloth napkins and all.  My daughter had gotten up to use the restroom and my son and I were just talking at the booth we were sitting in.  At one point, after some squirming around and a strange look from him, I mentioned that we had been sitting there so long that my skirt
(which was obviously black) had about worked its way to resting at about just around my waist.  About a minute later, my daughter returned from the bathroom (as if on cue) and picked up one of the black, cloth napkins and said to me, "Here is your skirt!"  My son's eyes about popped out of his head believing for a minute that it really was my skirt.  I was also shocked that she had said that based on what I had just said.  It was such a coincident that she even came up with that on her own! We had a good laugh even though it was a sad day.

Naughty or Nice?

Around 11:00 one Friday night, I needed to get gas and my teenage son wanted to come with me.  I was in my pajamas and decided not to change because I was just getting gas at the pump.  My pajamas consist of a Victoria Secret nightshirt with leggings.  Once we got there, I got the gas all set up and then my son decided he wanted to get something from Highs, which is the convenient store associated with the gas station.  Neither of us had cash, so I needed to go inside so he could use my credit card.  I had noticed that this particular Highs had just recently put in two tables, and tonight a group of men were seated at each.  Great.  As I reluctantly walked across the parking lot towards the Highs, my son said to me, "You might want to put a jacket on over your shirt."  A million reasons of why he might be saying that ran through my head immediately, except for the real reason.  I asked him why.  He said, "Read your shirt." It said, "I do Naughty Nicely".   I thought, "Of course it does." Then he said, "I thought about waiting until we got into the store and then saying, 'Nice Shirt!' to you from across the store."  (This was one of those good mom moments where you know you did something right along the way and it came back to you in a positive way!)