I have my "consultation" with my doctor tomorrow. So, if you don't see me for a week or two...know that I am laying on my couch with my two darling kitties.
Speaking of two darling creatures in my home, I GOT TWO MORE !! Pictures to be published soon, but just didn't get them downloaded in time.
They are vividly colored, wallow in their own poop, and have absolutely no personality...so glad I spent that $7.00 ! They are beta fish and I named them Henry Herbert and Millard Clinton. (Those are my grandpappy's names, you know ?)
Actually, when I fed them this morning (4:00 am, have you) I kinda got the chuckles. I noticed that Millard Clinton was just chilling in his cool little bowl. Henry Herbert was CRAZY ! Swimming around like a wild man...with poop hanging off his underside. I thought, who apropos....remember how Henry Herbert (the man) used to like to "rid himself of waste" at 4:00 am...out his BEDROOM door. Hilarious....and then he would do that big....."Ahhh, nothing like peeing on your own land...nothing like it !" Geez, he was funny.
Millard Clinton was pretty darned funny too. I remember when I was just a little girl, probably age five or so. MC and Nonie came down to Jackson to visit us. We still lived on Green Lane, so it was prior to 1970. Anywho...we were walking around outside and we found a pile of elk droppings. Polly, Kelly, or I asked him what they were and he said "Nature's Hershey's Kisses"...and I damn near ate one.
Then, several years later they (MC and Nonie) again came down to Jackson for a visit during the Easter holiday. This was the same year as the foil-covered, miniature chocolate easter egg debacle. THAT is a whole blog in and of itself...hilarious !!! Anyway, our step mother (Joanie) was a fantastic cook, but she a little on the "gourmet" side for kids that were used to mac and cheese and hot dogs. When I say "gourmet"....I mean she used MOLDY cheese......whaaaa?
Anywho...one day, M.C. wanted soup for lunch. Joanie was going to make some braised beef with lentils and orange rind (I just made that up !!) but we talked her out of it. There was not a can of Bean & Bacon or Tomato to be found...all she had was Cream of Mushroom to enhance some of these whacky dishes she made. (I bet I would love them now). Anyway, Grandpa makes us the soup and dishes it up. We all (the girls) look at it like it is arsenic and ask M.C. "what is that?" and he puts a little piece of mushroom under his gigantic Poindexter nose and says "Cream of Booger Soup"....I thought he was the funniest man in America. Nonie was NONE too pleased !!
I will have Polly create a post if I have to have surgery. Love you all.
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