Day Three Hundred Twenty Eight

This Cat's A Real Swinger

I was walking around the back yard just as the sun was going down and came upon Eddie on the tree swing. I thought it was funny, but I wish I'd caught him in better light. I've never seen a cat on a swing.

I'll try to get a video next time he does it (if he ever does). The swing was actually swinging and spinning around with him on it. It was my laugh for the day. The pictures don't do it justice.

Day Three Hundred Twenty Seven

Shake It Up!

Elijah Man + Arby's Vanilla Shake = Smiley Face! We don't usually get to hang out on a Monday, but due to a family emergency, he landed at Granny's house this morning. (His cousin had to have an emergency appendectomy.) So we just did our thing a couple of days early. Love you, 'lija man!

Day Three Hundred Twenty Six

A Little Heavy Reading

I just started reading Stephen King's new novel, 'Under The Dome'. It's the longest novel he's written since 'The Stand' and maybe 'The Green Mile'. As you can see, it's nearly two and a half inches thick (about two and a quarter), 1,072 pages, and it weighs a little over three pounds. (Ask me how I know.) I think it's going to be good. I always seem to have a stack of books to read on this table by my little spot in the universe. I'm at various points in each of these books, but if the King novel gets really good, these others may have to wait a little longer for me to finish. It's fun getting lost in somebody else's universe.

Day Three Hundred Twenty Five

My Big Back Yard (And Front Yard) Meanderings

Where have all the flowers gone? Dead Dahlias tell no lies.

I was surprised to find this one tiny little yellow rosebud blooming among the shriveled up brown things.

Eddy usually accompanies me along my meanderings around the yard. He was in attack mode today.

I think this is called Pampas grass. It's really pretty in the Fall when it starts to bend toward the ground and get all curly. The white fluffy curly stuff gets all over your clothes when you rub up against it. Ask me how I know.

Buried treasure. Not really. I saw a piece of glass sticking out of the dirt where one of the boxwood bushes used to be next to the porch. It's a piece of a forgotten wind chime that fell apart a very long time ago.

View from the front porch swing this afternoon.

The gnarly orange pumpkin, along with my Cinderella pumpkins, are still hanging in there on the front porch. They usually give up by March.

Parting shot. Eddie Kitty is but an orange blur as he streaks past me, heading toward the kitchen and the food bowl. Eddie says goodbye. For now.

Day Three Hundred Twenty Four

'New Moon'! And Happy Birthday, Cynthia!


Daughter Kelly, son in law Kerry, sister in law and birthday lady Cynthia, sister Ann, Cynthia's sister Christina, and hubby Neil (and I) arrived at Providence cinema in Mt. Juliet, Tennessee, bright and early this morning with our preordered Fandango tickets to see the 10 AM screening of 'Twilight Saga: New Moon'. Neil was glad that he wasn't the only male to show up for the movie. We've anticipated 'New Moon' for a year now, and Cynthia was thrilled that she got to see it on her birthday. We all LOVED it and want to see it again soon.

Cynthia's birthday lunch at Ruby Tuesday was a yummy meal and a lot of fun hanging out, laughing and talking (yeah, Kelly got pretty loud). Cyn got a kick out of her cards (and presents!)

Around the table from left are Kelly, Cynthia, Ann, Christina, and Neil. (Kerry had to leave after the movie and head to work) I'm so glad I got to celebrate Cynthia's birthday with her (she's 31--ssh--don't tell). And glad too that we finally got to see 'New Moon'. Happy Birthday, Seestor Cyn!! We love you and wish you the best of everything today and always!

P.S. After lunch, Kelly and Cynthia went back to the theater to watch 'New Moon' all over again :-) P.S.S. for the record, Kelly tells me they didn't see the movie again.