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Innocent vacuum or hostile alien creaure ! Until today I thought I knew!
I prefer upright vacuums and I think this canister was well aware of that. I have trouble manuvering it around corners and furniture, it somehow digs its non-visible claws into the carpet and doesn’t want to budge, it rams itself into walls and balks at stairs. It keeps dropping its cup, or food bowl, or whatever you want to call it. It hits me in the back of my legs and then laughs in its diabolical vacuum voice.
I laid it down for a split second and I swear it stalked me. Look at its all seeing eye, its long tubular nose and its wide sucking mouth. Scary, huh.
I turned away for a moment and when I looked again this is what I saw…
Pulsating colors and inhuman screeching. I feared for myself and my carpet. I tried to placate it by offering it more food. It stopped for a moment, laughed manically like only vacuums can, and then this happened.
I screamed at it and somehow managed to unplug its lifeline. It is now locked away and I will be looking for a cute, friendly, happy little upright to take its evil place.
In January 1960 I went to my senior prom and graduated from West Side high school !! Up until the January class of 1960 the schools in Newark, NJ had twice a year graduations, and no, I don’t know why. Another interesting thing was that junior high was 7th, 8th and 9th grades and high school was three years… 10th, 11th, and 12th grades ! I went to West Side for half of my junior year and all of my senior year. I loved it at West Side unlike the previous high school I went to which will remain nameless.
Our year book was The Lamp !!! I was an usherette for the graduating class before me. Was on the senior decorating committee. The play committee where we decided our play would be “Father Of The Bride”… however, we had to ‘borrow’ a guy from the junior class because none of the guys in our class wanted to be the father. How embarassing was that! I also belonged to the Dramateers, we did a show once where we painted our faces different pastel colors… it took about a week for me not to be purple around my hair line.
This is a picture of my homeroom. I’m glad I wore a pretty blouse as my shoulder is the only part of me showing…almost.
Friday, January 22nd was our senior prom, held at the Essex House Hotel in Newark. It was cold. The picture on the left is of me (blue gown) and my best friend Mary Ann. I’m still apologizing to her for stepping on, and ripping, the bottom ruffle of her gown. We’ve known each other since age 14 and continue to be best friends.
And so on the night of Wednesday, January 27th 1960 we graduated from high school. It was a chilly and damp January night outside. Inside it was filled with warmth and laughter, friends and family. And then we went our ways and in 1970 gathered for our 10 year reunion. It was fun but not great.
However, in 1992 we had a 32nd reunion and it was fantabulous. Yes, 32nd… no one knows why 32 and not 30 or 35… but no matter what the number it sure was fun and plans are in the works for a 50th this year.
This is my friend Susan Gibbs. She is a shepherdess. She is one of the most compassionate people you could ever hope to meet. She is not a whiner or complainer and takes what life deals to her. But when it comes to life throwing bad things at her beloved animals she doesn’t hesitate to reach out for emotional help from her friends.
This is her latest blog post, please read it and send good thoughts to Susan.
I’m still not feeling great so I decided to send you my daughter Deb’s blogs to visit… enjoy.
Chappysmom is her original blog where she talks about her dog Chappy, and life in general, and shares her gorgeous photographs.
Knittingscholar is primarily devoted to the review of knitting books, info about spinning and also knitting magazines. And again, beautiful photographs.
Punctuality Rules is an interesting and fun site about the use and mis-use of grammar.
So go on, scurry over…
… knock on her cyber door and go on in for …
something warm to drink and enjoy browsing Deb’s place.
I’ve got another cold so I’m trying to stay curled up under such things as the afghan my mother made many, many years ago when I was a child. It always kept me warm and comfy when I was sick, it still does at times. It’s kept our pups comfy too. It’s not the most beautiful afghan and I did sort of ‘felt’ it by washing it (sorry knitters) but it exudes love and wellness and many memories.
Blackberry corn muffin …
I was very sad to learn of the death on January 7th, of Stephen Huneck. He was a talented wood carver, author, artist and furniture maker.
I became acquainted with his work when I visited the gallery he had in Edgartown. Over the years we’ve collected some of his beautiful and whimsical pieces of work and some of his books.
Spaniel wood carving.
Dachshund wood carving (gotta love the sense of humor here).
And then the pleasure of meeting him in 2004 at a book signing in NJ. He not only signed the book but drew a picture of our dog Chappy inside the cover.