What if…3

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Multiple babies born….

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This is my post for Thursday December 5th…

Things happen all the time, and usually are a pretty big surprise… “What if” Your wife was expecting, triplets… At the last visit to the doctors you were told that all babies where healthy and growing bigger… Okay, you are all prepared for three babies and all your families have been helping with the preparations for the births… As the days go by your wife keeps getting so big that walking is a chore for her…. The doctor says it’s all going well, and puts your wife on bed rest… It’s a week before the date of the births… The doctor books your wife into the hospital, and she is going to be induced the next morning… The nurses are all ready to take each child and take care of them… Kay your wife is brought into the operating room.. Kay will have caesarean births.. You have your armor on and you are sitting talking to your wife… The incision was made, and baby number 1 was a healthy girl… Baby 2 was a boy and baby 3 was a boy… Then the doctor keeps doing birth after birth.. The final baby was another girl.. You are blown away as the operating room becomes a flurry of nurses and doctors milling around.. You now have 7 babies… You give the family the news.. What are you going to do now?? You and Kay live with her parents, and room is what is going to be needed… What if mom and dad what to buy you a house for your new family… Would you want the house close to the relatives?? After all you will need all the help you can get… The births become a big event in your home town and all kinds of things are being given for the babies… The news paper has the big event on the front page.. Many people are ready to help when the babies come home.. Once the babies are at home, the house is filled with many people, and you and Kay can barely have time together… What would you do to have time together alone??? What if:  the family sends you away for a weekend, and Kay doesn’t want to go?? What would you do??? 

meteor.jpg                   A meteor hitting Earth…

What if: A scientist came on the television to tell the worlds population, that a meteor was heading straight for Earth… Also, the meteor impact is due in seven hours.. Would you try to get as far as you could away from the impact point?? Would you gather everyone you knew and take them with you?? The impact would set off a massive explosion that would be felt all around the world… The possibility of life being wiped off the surface of the planet was a definite… Would there be a safe place to go?? All Questions of what if:  There would be nothing that could be eaten, because of the explosion… Would you know where to look for water to drink?? What if: you came across a bomb shelter?? Would you move in there and hope for the best?? That would be a definite conundrum…. ‘What if’s’, can bring on just about anything, or any surprise… 🙂 🙂  Get ready for that which is out of your control…

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Everyone have a great weekend and the days leading up to that weekend…See you all on Tuesday next week.. Be safe  🙂 🙂

 

It’s here…

DSCN2799.JPG          Even in the snow…

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This is my chatter for Thursday November 7th…

Last night while I slept… The snow fairy crept into my yard and sprinkled snow on my flowers.. The darn fairy forgot to turn up the heat and two of my potted flower’s gave up the ghost.. I really don’t like it when the snow fairy shows up.. The wind cools down, and freezes your nose and your toes.. Outer wear becomes heavier as the cold moves in.. We dress in layer upon layer of fleecy warm garments.. Wool socks combined with heat packets tucked inside our boots.. Gloves so fuzzy that you can’t even open the car door.. The snow fairy is a pain in the arthritis.. She makes each step seem like you’ve traveled a mile or two.. And closing your hands around a hot mug of hot chocolate is vertually imposibble… Give me a straw.. Oh, and the ice the fairy is an enemy of the arthritic senior… 

DSCN2797.JPG      The changing of seasons..

On the news tonight I saw a young man standing by his first snowman of this season.. He looked so proud, and happy to have his picture put on television.. I love the joy that children have as they play in mounds of white puffy snow.. The smiles that beam from their faces as the race down the hill hanging on tightly to their sleigh… Flying high over bumps that have found their way onto the hill.. Laughter, and shouts of joy emit from their boundless energy.. My brother and I used to hold on tight to each other as our wooden toboggan raced down the hill at the speed of light.. Snow flew into our faces as we hit puffy patches of piled snow.. It was a great time had by both of us and my Aunt Ruthie.. Our little black dog would run beside the toboggan and try to pull off our boots.. Once we came to a stop, there was snow riddled with bodies and a dog licking faces our faces as we laughed.. The only thing that did not stop was the toboggan, as it traveled another few more feet.. 

DSCN2793.JPG    Still blooming after being dusted in snow…

I recently made a trip to the dollar store… The shelves were being filled with Christmas decorations of assorted colors.. There were an a ray of gifts for anyone at Christmas.. The toy shelves in Walmart were stocked with pretty well any kind toy a child could want.. The flyers each week are advertizing this and that for your loved ones at Christmas.. I reolize that it is nearing the season of giving and I am stressing already.. The amount of money people spend during this season is astronomical.. Unfortunately, my wallet is not so full of money.. I have always been a giver, and having to scale down on the giving leaves me feeling sad.. We are in need of a new Christmas tree this year, as our old one had seen better days.. It was very old and falling apart.. I have lots of nice ornaments, and have no need to replace them with the newer styles… Most of them hold memories of Christmas’s past.. 🙂

DSCN2796.JPG      So pretty but bit by the snow fairy…

As the weather gets colder and the snow fairy dusts us with more snow.. I wish everyone a safe place inside, and a warm place to sleep.. I wish you good fortune and happiness.. Till Tuesday next week, enjoy your time with family and freinds.. 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Thanks for joining me … 🙂 🙂

Long weekend..

 

DSCN1258.JPG            In my garden grows…..

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Hello everyone.. I hope everyone had a wonderful long weekend. The weather here was very hot during the day and cooler in the evenings. Nights like this always make sleeping a little more enjoyable. In my little corner of the universe, we had a gathering of artisans selling their wares. A Festival, that falls on the first long weekend of August. The walkway along the lake, was packed with people, everyday during the long weekend. There are lots of artists that flock to this area, just for the chance to explore the works of others. Or, to have their talents recognized by other artists. There were countless people looking for just that one item that would add a special touch to their surroundings. For those on the hunt for food, there was plenty to eat, beer to drink, and even a few ice-cream venders. I think they used to be called them the Dickie-Dee. These were carts that stood stable in one area. Heck, you could even find the right size of hot tub, or Infinity pool to install in your back yard. You could even put it in your house, for year round fun and exercise. That sounds like a very good deal.. Just think, splashing around in a nice warm pool, while you watch the snow fall outside. ‘What a way to live…’  You could add a new barbeque to the list of summer items you desire. One with three cooking grills, or one that could be used as an entire part of an outdoors kitchen design. The uses and designs are endless… 

DSCN1233.JPG Two baby Robins waiting for mom or dad to return with food for them…

As we moved along the walking path, we can upon a carnival set up with rides for the young and the old. Carnival games that required no skill to win. Then, there are other games that take a lot of talent to win, or just a big pocket of money to buy that one stuff toy for a loved one.. Cotton candy, caramel popcorn, candied apples, hot dogs, fries, burgers, and ice-cream by the buckets. Frozen treats to cool you down, and coffee just to give you that little kick you needed to continue on your way. The screams of excited children, as the rides tossed them from side to side, and up and down. The sounds of the carnival ringing in your ears, as music played loudly. So loud that it made me think that there was a contest going on for the loudest noise…. Parents taking pictures of children franticly waving from a ride that will likely scar them to death. Parent patiently standing still, watching, and waiting till the ride stops. The endless trek to the next ride, then wait all over again… ‘Oh, the fun of the carnival.’ The memories playing in your head of your youth, and how you want to run away with the carnival.. The time you barfed on Peggy-Sue, and how mad she was that day on the whirl-around.. What away to find out spinning was not your thing. 

DSCN1265.JPG      Fading with time, while new blooms wait to appear….. 

The lake filled with parents and children of all ages.. The shade of the trees, where lovers sit and play with their cell phones. ‘Oh, where did love go.’ Picnics on the grass by the lake. The smell of hot dogs, fried chicken, or maybe even take out.. The life guard perched high on a chair, above those seeking the cool of the water.. Little children running away from the small waves the lap upon the shore. Standing still in the water, watching the little fish nibble at your toes… The fun and beauty of a summers day by the lake. Softer music can be heard from the voice of a song bird, as she sings her tune to the people watching in the crowd. Groups on the stage, belting out the tunes, as people dance to the beat. The sounds of a summer festival.. We are now in August, and summer is slipping slowly away. The stores are stocked with back-to-school items. No more summer clothing can be found, as the clothes have been carefully packed away. The sounds of parents and unhappy children shopping in the stores. Parents on edge, as young Johnny decides to run away from them. There he is playing in the toy section of the store. Soon winter clothes, boots and coats will fill the hangers, where summer clothing once hung. Stop rushing the winter retailers. It’s too darn depressing to even think of, at least for me. 

To all those, that go to any-kind of festival, carnival, picnic by the lake, or family outing. I wish you all fun and safe journeys.. See you later…. 🙂 🙂

I wish to thank all of my followers, readers, or visitor for being so patient this last week while I was off.. Thank you… 🙂 🙂 As usual the photos in this banter have been taken by myself.. Maggie.. Hope you enjoy.. 🙂 🙂

This past week was rough at times, and still the head aches leave me unable to function. But, I press on and try to not let them stop me. If the weather is to blame, I wish it would stop bothering me. I do feel better than before, but not quite totally healthy. I choose not to go to the doctor as they tend to be quacks, who have no idea what they are doing. I have learned techniques to put my pain at bay. It helps the bad pain disappear. The lingering pain is a pain in the butt, but I will settle for that…. Till later… I wish you all well.. And be safe out there…:) 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS.  Thanks for being here… 🙂 🙂

 

 

 

 

Detective Files (15)

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Anette and Sidney had a wonderful celebration with friends and family. Anette had a special glow about her, and Sidney noticed it right away. There was a young girl missing, her name is Annie Weller. A boy eight years old had run away, and a white van picked him up. His name is Jacob Owen.

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Detective Files (8)

detectivess.png      Finding clues that no one else can see….

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Being a detective is important to a murder scene. Along with the coroner, forensics, officers, witnesses, and signs left by the killer. The detective can begin to solve the crime committed against another human being. That’s what Winslow and maybe Sidney were going to do as their new careers. 

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Detective Files (5)

tective.jpg      Looking for clues…..

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Sidney, the Chief, and Winslow left Anette and the children’s home with warm hearts, and big smiles. With the help of their fellow officers, they had made a big change in the life of a family that had recently lost their father to cancer. The burden, had been lifted, even for a little while. The officers would keep a watchful eye on Anette and her children.

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Peanut’s Story (10)

grow.jpg      Peanut as she grew older… 

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My mom had stayed close to dad, for the two months she had figured it would take for his mind, not miss her while she was gone. Mom then got the surgery booked. On the day she had to leave, she let dad know that she would be home in a few days. It was the very first time mom and dad had ever been apart.

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Peanut’s Story (5)

girl.jpg         Peanut in her twenties……

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Life had changed in a matter of minutes for Peanut and her family. Arthur had fought the battle of his life. He won the first part of the battle, but lost his last battle. His kidneys gave up the fight. Jasper had proclaimed his love for Peanut, and she was surprised.

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Peanut’s Story (4)

 

girl.jpg          Peanut on the phone……

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Arthur is in the hospital and has not yet been holding his own. Somewhere in the wee hours of the morning Arthur had nearly died. He fought his way back. Could he hold his own very long? That was the question. Jasper had become the man in Peanut’s life, and she needed him more than she could have imagined.

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Peanut’s Story (3)

girl.jpg      Peanut growing up……..

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Peanut had taken Arthur for a full day in High School. Peanut’s friends helped her make Arthur’s visit a fantastic one. Jasper, her friend for a few years stuck around because he had a fancy for Peanut.  Arthur at the age of sixteen fell ill, and for the next two weeks he stayed in the hospital.

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