Another fine day. Now, where’s the Shoks?
We posted this experience early last year. It’s true and a good read for a happy day. Have fun my friends.
There have been many comical moments in my mom’s life. Many of them are not nice to talk about and she’s the only one that thought they were funny anyway….or so I’ve been told. This incident happened many moons ago…in the 80’s. Dad was working out-of-town and would come home every 4 or 5 days to visit with mom. Usually he was just home for the night until his turnaround came. His turnaround was like 5 days at home and then back to work. That was construction in the boonies. There wasn’t the access to cell phones like now. Mobile phones were huge and cost a small fortune. So dad rarely called mom and when he did the conversation was very unsatisfactory. For example: “I love you” became…”I live less.” It was always nice to hear his voice though. This one year dad had come home and explained to mom that he had to work through Easter and wouldn’t be home for days afterward so mom decided to boil up some eggs, decorate them and put them all through his flat deck one ton truck. She made the designs with the paint and brushes, got the stencils for the hard ones. They were beautiful…according to mom.
Mom decided to hide the eggs in dad’s truck, on his seat, under the seat covers, on the visors, in the glove compartment, one on the floor by the gas peddle…you get the idea. Well, dad left real early the next day before mom was up and motored back to work. That evening mom got a phone call from dad and he was fuming mad. She was delighted to hear from him…until he told her why he was calling. Apparently she hadn’t cooked the eggs long enough before putting the designs on them and disbursing them throughout the truck. He had jumped in the truck and broke the first egg…no sweat, he thought, I’ll just change my jeans. That done he got back in the truck and headed up the mountain dirt road toward the camp. He quickly applied the gas and broke another egg. The sun was shining in his eyes and so he pulled the visor down and a partially cooked, painted egg fell and cracked on his lap. What did mom do when he told her?? She laughed her fool head off. What can I say…that’s my mom.
Mom and I went for a walk in the Lane cause the rain finally stopped today. Sky wanted to see her friend and the only way she mellowed out was with some oregano.
So we went home and asked Sky who was this mysterious stone in the Lane? She finally told us that the stone was her big sister. Since their mom left them in Williams Creek, they had never been parted. This was the first time they weren’t together. Sky believed her sister and Bashful were doing a lot of talking about their situations and would come home when the problems were resolved. She asked for more oregano and Chip gave in. Sky seemed to float in the clouds with a few sniffs of oregano and then she turned in.
Mom was going to do some work on her Notebook but I didn’t want her to. So we cuddled instead.
Sunday Selfie Day is coming up and seeing as I took this picture me self….oh sorry…my pirate speak is coming through. As I was saying, as I took this photo myself, I’m entering it into the selfies by The Cat On My Head. If you click on the host blog you shall be teletransported over there.
What a day! It’s been work, work and then some more work! We have changed the bed and done the washing. I tidied up the kitchen after mom threw potato salad fixin’s on the floor. Good Cat, she’s so messy! I never get a moment’s peace when she decides to do some food preparation. No, I didn’t take a picture of her mess…I was busy cleaning it up.
We then moved outside to do more planting. After today we only have the corn and cauliflower to plant. Everything looks good.
Mom’s pride and joy are her dollar store hanging baskets.
Notice the cukes and squash. Against the brown fence are Russian Potatoes and along the back fence are Russian Banana Potatoes. The Russian Potatoes are purple through and through. The Russian Banana Potatoes are like Fingerling Potatoes as they don’t grow big but are about the size of a gian’ts fingers or bananas.
While we were seeing to these plants….what was Kali doing?
It’s also Artsy Fartsy Caturday of Athena and Marie’s blog. We have an entry and if you want to see other lovable anipals click on their name and be beamed over.
It is Sunday Selfie at The Cat on My Head bloghop and the above is Shoko’s entry. Just click on the name and be transported to the bloghop.