Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Saturday, March 30, 2013

The Day Frog Turtle Came to Live With Hope

Hope likes to check out things on the computer with me. One of her favorite stops is Michelle's blog ...Rambling Woods

Hope is thoroughly convinced that Michelle is a "zoologist"; a profession Hope learned about at the science center. In many ways Hope's right. Michelle is a champion for nature and one of the most informed people I've ever known.

Both Michelle and Hope love frogs and so, when Michelle told me she was sending Hope a little toy critter, I assumed it was a frog. It was a turtle. Not to worry. As Hope opened the package she exclaimed "it's a turtle, a turtle, I love turtles!!. They have their own homes you know."


Turtle joined Hope in preparing morning tea.


One must always freshen up after tea.


I will admit that not every moment is magical. I am trying to teach Hope that she needs to do things that interest other people; not everyone is into pink and princesses and tea parties. Sometimes these moments get a wee bit dramatic.

There's cajoling and there's tot rage.


It never lasts long (especially when a new turtle is involved) and Hope soon remembers that she likes lots of things.

Like football. She loves football. One of her first words was "touchdown".

We decided to test turtle's athletic ability.


Typical Jet, he couldn't get down field. Hope decided to pull a Belichick and cheat. She'd airlift turtle into the end zone.


After that there was no end to where turtle could go and what he could do.



And so 'Frog Turtle' is settled into his new family. Comfy and cozy and loved. 


I'm sure you've noticed that turtle wears the pink ribbons of breast cancer awareness and that Hope is wearing a pink 'Girls Fight Hard' bracelet. Michelle sent these things because Hope and Nana are on her team. The team that supports her and cheers her along as she becomes a breast cancer survivor.

I wanted to fix my hair and put on some make-up so we could take a photo together to send Michelle. 
"You look fine Nana"
"I look tired and messy"
"You look fine Nana. You said I didn't need lipstick. So you don't need it too."
Ah, my words used against me.

At the last moment, as I tried to get us into the frame and balance the camera, Hope put her "spring glasses" on me.

"Wear sunglasses Nana, that's what models do when they don't want people to see them"


One last thing. I didn't feel Hope was old enough for a discussion about cancer but I did realize that she understood that the ribbons and bracelet stood for something and she does know that sometimes people get very sick. I told her that Michelle had some problems the way I had problems with my back and my muscles.

"So Michelle has back problems too?"
"No, Michelle has some trouble with her breasts"
"You mean boobies" Hope says smiling. I say yes, fine, we'll call them boobies.
"Tell Michelle it's OK, boobies are pretty silly anyway"

And on we go ...

Thursday, January 10, 2013

I'm With Brilliant

I've mentioned before that my friends Jay and Matt-Man host a show called "I'm With Stupid" on Blog Talk Radio.

On yesterday's show Jay and Matt took a fork off their usual road of hilarity and irreverence to help aid awareness of the horrible problem of Human Trafficking. Their guest Katherine is an activist in the fight against human trafficking and shared a lot of interesting and surprising information and experiences.

Please go to the official site of  I’M WITH STUPID   and check out today's post. There are links to 3 major organizations dealing with human trafficking. You can also listen to yesterday's show. I was honored to call in and ask Katherine some questions.

You can change - maybe even save - the life of an exploited person, often a child.


I have shared here that I grew up in an abusive and neglectful home. From as early as 8 or 9 I can remember knowing that I had to take care of myself and, as the oldest, look out for my siblings.

I found myself in many situations where I was vulnerable to those who prey on at risk children. It is a lost and empty feeling.

As humans sharing the same air we need to reach out to those most in danger.


Thursday, November 22, 2012

Thanksgiving

After my town survived Hurricane Sandy it seems even more important to be grateful.

I'm grateful for the safety of my family.

I'm grateful for the people who always show up to help



I'm grateful for Siren and Isadora. They brighten any day and love unconditionally.
In their own way of course - they are cats.


I'm grateful for all of you. I realized it again when I couldn't share the storm with you and I worried about you worrying about me.


Most of all I'm grateful for Hope.



And on we go ...

Saturday, November 17, 2012

I'll Hook Ya Up

During Hurricane Sandy my son did all he could to take care of his family and his neighbors.

He hooked up 4 other homes and created a schedule where everyone could have enough power to cook and warm the house or charge their electronics.

The kitchen was power central.


Cords then went down to the basement for the sump pump and out the basement window for a neighbor behind us. More cords went out the kitchen window and across the street or over the fence to the house next door.


The guy across the street created a secondary hub and taped it to the trash can so that it wouldn't get pulled into the street and run over.



We also told people to far to reach by cords to come by to charge stuff or use our stove to cook something.

The generator itself is missing from the photos because twice a day Jeffrey would take it over to his friend's house in a nearby town so they too could do what we were doing. It was easier to take these photos when the generator was gone since the noise and smell are horrid.

A week after power came back my son said he thought he still smelled like gasoline.

Speaking of gasoline. During one of the long waits on a gasoline line my son and Hope (who loves going anywhere with Daddy) witnessed the start of a fight between two men over position in line. Just as it looked as though it was going to get ugly my son started to pull away so that Hope didn't have to see this side of folks. As he began to back up Hope shouted out of the window "That is just not nice. It is not nice at all. Do you know how to share?"

People in other cars started laughing at the two men and with Hope. They tooted their horns and gave her thumbs up while she smiled from ear to ear and waved.

Two guys walked away with heads down.

I'm proud of my boy and his girl.

Monday, November 5, 2012

I Was Worried About the Worrying

First of all, thanks to my friend Jay S from Bailey’s Buddy  for listening to me ramble from a bad cell connection in my running car and getting online so he could publish the previous post for me.

All through the week I had tried to find internet service or call someone with no luck. My cell appears to have been damaged when the power first surged and it doesn't hold a charge for long. And there weren't any resources around.

I was so worried about all of you worrying about me. And Hope.
I don't take our friendship lightly.

So
I have so many stories to tell but my internet and phone service is still dicey so I'm going to post a few pics I got from NJ.com and from the Keyport Boat Club. Pics of places I love that are forever changed.

 The Seaside Heights roller coaster.
 A beautiful home in Union Beach that I have driven past and admired many times.
 Flooded and burned homes in Breezy Point. I have spent many summer weekends there.
 This was a main road near me.
Hot Dog Bobs - I've posted pics from here of the giant inflated hot dog and Fourth of July decorations

 The Inn at the marina. I sat by that window and had brunch many times.

 The corner where the Keyport mosaic stood. The trailer office for the boat ramp was pushed all the way up the street by the force of the wind and water.


These last few shots are all of my beloved marina. The spot where I had early morn coffee with the "old guys", where I fed the birds and watched the sky and waves and boats.





I have learned a new term - "disaster tourism"
People drive about looking for devastation to point at and take photos of.
I have not ventured around much, after 3 hours on a gas line you don't feel like driving.
I leave my camera at home. I saw a woman screaming at a car full of people who had stopped to take photos of her home. She was crying and telling them "this is my home, this is my home".

I love youse guys

Friday, September 21, 2012

Siren on Katz




Stop watching me! I'm fine. The meds worked. I'm trying to sleep.

Before I turn around and settle in I want to tell you about Ellen.

She has a blog called Katz Tales

She helps lots of cats in her neighborhood and is offering her e-books to help raise money for them. They are very very reasonably priced. I can't read but I imagine they are good since they make Mom laugh. She's difficult to amuse.

This post will help explain what Ellen is doing.

All the e-books are right there on her blog sidebar.

In addition to all the cats she helps Ellen is Mom to ...

Au


Guido 

Target 



I like orange cats. They're so easy to find and bite. Gently of course.

Mom likes Ellen because they are alot alike. I know this is true since without people like them I would be in a world of trouble. I probably wouldn't be here at all.

OK, I'm getting misty now.

Have a Good Weekend Everyone

Nap
Eat
Nap

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Hope and Friends

Hope entertained her best best ever friend Daniel and his baby brother Brian a couple of weeks ago. Before they headed out back to the pool and the bikes and the swing they let me take a few shots.

"I don't think we can stop moving", Daniel told me. I did my best.





Have a great weekend everyone.

Friday, August 3, 2012

Big Birthday Day

Three August 4th Birthdays 

My dear friend Sylvia

photo is one of the many custom headers created by a friend just for Sylvia 

Sylvia always has a kind comment to leave along with hugs for Hope - and me. Her posts are full of beautiful photographs and uplifting quotes.

Happy Birthday Sylvia

Today is also President Obama's birthday. My wish for him is re-election and a Congress that gets its head out of its ass.



Last but not least is Isadora. I believe she's 4.


A lot of folks who adopt prefer to celebrate the day they bring their new family member home but I like birthdays.
The assumption was that she was born some time in early August so I decided she should share with Sylvia and Barack.

Cake

Catnip

For Everyone

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Hope is Three

Hope Mia was born on Friday, July 3, 2009 at 10:19 PM. I remember her Dad saying that if she could just wait a little bit longer she'd be a July 4th baby. Mom wasn't amused.

the Mother Goose poem says
Fridays child is loving and giving

Hope celebrated her birthday this past Saturday. First with a "kids only" party at a small amusement park. Later that day family and friends came by for BBQ and cake.

Hope couldn't decide between Toy Story and Rapunzel as a theme so she got both.



Cars is another favorite. Tita Geli and Nana combined forces to get lots of Car stuff





Surrounded by adults Hope searches her gift bags for toys while they admire the clothes.


Mom brought out the cake and Hope supervised the cutting so that she could be sure to "get all of Rapunzel's face on my piece"



In between gift opening and cake cutting there was lots and lots of fun







Taking care of her new pup with her new vet kit
Aunt Denise lends a hand. Denise has been a family friend since she was a teen.


Pup is all better and takes a ride on Mater the bubble maker
It was about 9 PM at this point and the birthday girl had been awake since 7 AM


Three is a good age