Goldfish

          A little blob of orange. I have a grandfish named Bulls Eye (he has one red eye). I want to give my grandfish, Bulls Eye, a shout out! When I press my face against the glass, oohing and ahhing as I watch Bulls Eye, he swims to the front of his bowl as if to say, “Oh, hey Nana!” For two years this little poop machine has swam circles around his bowl. My daughter told me she is already concerned about the day that Bulls Eye dies; she actually caught her husband talking baby talk to him/her this week. This little blob of orange was won at a school event; however, his accessories cost far more, yet the smiles on the faces of family members definitely make up for it. It is sad to think that one day little Bulls Eye will end up in a commode. In the meantime, I guess we need to work on goldfish funeral etiquette.

Stinky Feet in the Classroom

      Stinky Feet. As I finished my attendance, I glanced up only to discover that one of my students had taken off his shoes and thrown his socks right on the floor. His left foot was perched right up by his nose as he smelled away! I could actually smell this stale Dorito odor wafting up towards the front of the class as his peers began to snicker. To be honest, I was a little jealous that he could get his foot so high with such ease!

Say Cheese

Sweet Memories! My four year old grandson wanted to take a picture of his older brother and me! So, I now have about 12 pictures just like the one you see here!

Ventriloquist

My Shoplifting Experience!

     My shoplifting experience!  I know you are probably shocked, but yes, I actually shoplifted a bathing suit bottom from TJ Maxx on a recent visit to Ft. Myers.  In my defense, I was in a big hurry as it was almost time to pick up my grandsons from school.   Hopefully you are not judging me, but imagine my surprise when I got home and realized I had left the store with a bathing suit bottom (ON).   In an effort to “do the right thing”, I decided I would take the bathing suit back to my local TJ Maxx.  In a quiet voice, I explained to the clerk that I had accidentally ended up with a bathing suit bottom that I did not purchase.  Now I might have left a little part of the story out because I did not want the her to know that I actually wore it out of the store under my clothes. Eyeing me suspiciously, she calls over a store manager who looked young enough to be my son.  I swallowed hard thinking, “Oh Lord, I might end up in jail yet!”  Once again I repeat my story. The store manager told me that they could not accept it, and I would need to return it to the store it came from.  I explained, in my sweetest voice, that I might not be back in Fort Myers for a long time.   Unbending, he responded, “Ma’am, you will need to return this to the TJ Maxx in Ft. Myers!”  I responded, “Oh great, my face is probably posted on billboards all over Ft. Myers at this point!”   Who knows, I might getting one of those bracelets yet!  Signed, Sticky Fingers

Selfies - Taken by the Older Generation

     Say Cheese! This is what happens when my generation takes selfies! In the first picture, Dee takes the “I’m at an event selfie” of Mary, herself, and me. Well actually, Mary’s face is blocked by Dee’s hand.                                                                                      And in the second picture, you have the “I’m on a cruise selfie” of Dee, Bob and me. I promise Dee is on the far left! Hmmmmm….should we buy a selfie stick?

Romantic Evening

     My romantic evening with Bill.  I am sure Cupid is rolling his eyes, but I named my Roomba Bill!  My grandkids think it is a motorized pet.  My granddog is petrified of it…..he thinks it is some kind of living creature or the Terminator.  Bill has magically enhanced my life as he moves about my house without emotion, cleaning my floors.  Granted, Bill is not excited to see me when I get home, but he will vacuum for me until he dies…..what dedication.   I love my Roomba!