1. After last week's dark posts, I wonder how to lighten it all up. The alligator still has my husband and I trapped in a closet, but we had our cell phone and we called for help. Help is on the way. When you call for the sheriff, not everyone is always happy. But, at least things get shaken up a bit. I am all for the shaking up part.
2. I'm headed up to Q to Mom's this weekend. I think I will take her to visit her little brother who isn't well and is in a nursing home. This little brother is my Uncle P and is in his 70s. He is one of only 3 uncles I have left. This uncle lives in Galesburg, so there will be a lot of driving around the middle of the country.
3. My husband was planning to take our son Moose with him Saturday to see the Moody Blues. He was afraid that I wanted to go. No, I have seen the Moody Blues as many times as I need to, thank you very much. (I needed to see them zero times, and I have seen them at least 3 or 4 times, but who is counting?) Guess who is the Moody Blues fan in the family? I say was planning because his strategy for getting last minute tickets doesn't seem to be working.
4. My camera is dead. I need to recharge the batteries. You would think I would get right on that in case I would need to take pictures for my blog. (I beleive the phrase was--I'm trapped under my blog and I can't get up.)
5. Boring Posts for Saturday is a totally random feature. Anything posted on a Saturday or near a Saturday (for example, Tuesday would be okay) could qualify. Actually the label--Boring posts for Saturday was sort of a joke when I started it. Dawn just encouraged me and I am a person who will do anything with encouragement. Go ahead, encourage me to poke a stick at the alligator, I probably would and then it would eat me. So, if you post tomorrow, feel free, but no pressure, to grab the logo and comment. I gave up Mr Linky because it was too pitiful to have only one link. But I do look through the comments and try to visit the other posters.
6. Now that the Book Fair is over, finally over, I realize I really do love my job. I am a good librarian for middle school. Although I reflect that I have two carts of books to process in my back room and a shipment of another two carts worth on the way, and still I delude myself that I am doing okay at this job. My workroom is starting to look like my junk room. Sigh. My friend says that it is job security.
7. Psalm 83:2-4--"God, do not be silent; God, be not still and unmoved! See how your enemies rage; your foes proudly raise their heads. They conspire against your people, plot against those you protect." Thank you, Dandelionmom, for the suggestion to look to the Psalms.
3 beautiful thought{s}:
I've read that the trick with alligators is that all their muscles in the jaws are set to close on prey, the muscles to open the jaws are actually very weak, so you can't stop one from snapping down on your leg but if you can catch it with its mouth closed you can hold it closed with dental floss.
Or it might be the other way around.
Or it might be crocodiles.
And the dental floss part I made up.
But there's some highly useful information in case it comes in metaphorically handy.
I'm off to buy the floss. Or maybe some pepper to sprinkle on the alligator's tail. I wonder if a doctor, a lawyer or an Indian chief would be better to ward of alligators?
Love your Takes.
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