Birds

I have tried twice to bring this post to you today and lost it.
If you look out the French doors from the dining room you see this.
It is the deck and our feeding station for the summer.

It consists of a red hummingbird feeder, an orange oriole feeder, a suet holder, and a newly installed thistle holder

I have been outside trying to catch everyone at the feeders this afternoon but was unfortunately the Baltimore oriole escaped me. My expertise with the photo program is very limited so please be bear with me.

This is the American Goldfinch.  I had both a male and a female at the feeder earlier but by the time I got my camera and opened the door they were gone.

I went outside to sit and a Black-capped Chickadee came to feed on the suet.

A Tufted Titmouse tried it luck with the suet also.

As I sat there I was able to catch the Ruby-throated Hummingbird at it’s feeder a couple of times.  If you don’t move suddenly they don’t flash away.

Then a Downy Woodpecker joined me for a few minutes.  We have Downey, Hairy, and Red-bellied Woodpeckers as visitors all year around.

I have moved the large seed feeder off the railing because the larger birds were scaring the little one away.  Even so the Mourning Doves, Red-wing Blackbirds, Cardinals, Blue Jays, and several other seedeaters are still flying in looking for lunch.  The Robins are patrolling the yard protecting us from an invasion of (?worms?) I guess!

I see one more spot on my hangers but I haven’t decided how to use it yet.
Look out Alfred Hitchcock you got nothin’ on me! 
I guess I’m just a glutton for birdie do-do on my deck!!!

Two Years

Two years ago today I posted the following message on Momma’s Corner!

Who Am I

Just a bit of fluff about Momma’s Corner.  On Les’ Place I had a room of my own. That was back about 15 years ago.  I wrote in prose about anything you wanted to talk about.  Now I’m in the corner, no cat at my feet or rocking chair to sit in yet. (I haven’t gotten permission to fill the place up yet.) I’m not above calling a pile of shit exactly what it is.  After my daughter went to college I learned how effective the F—- word is and I have a tendency to use it like salt on mashed potatoes.  I love to talk, to share, and to gather ideas that will make both me and my correspondent think.  Boring, I hope not.  A lot will depend on you, the news media, and the people who call themselves leaders .  With the help of the Evil one I’ll get a profile developed so all may see that “the golden years do suck” but you just keep plodding along and hope a smile develops once in a while.
Posted by Momma on 05/15 at 09:11 PM

Well did I do it?

Two years of hopes, joys, and trials that life so frequently hands out to the mortal man. 
But we are still plodding along.  Just a little slower with a few more aches and pains.  But still determined that it is worth the effort to stay in touch.

I hope that the last two years have been good for you as well. That the set backs we all have encountered will soon be cleared away and we can get back to living not just exisiting.  Thanks for visiting with me.  You have played an important role in my life.

Momma

How Many?

How Many Dogs Does It Take to Change A Light Bulb?”

Golden Retriever: The sun is shining, the day is young, we’ve got our
whole lives ahead of us, and you’re inside worrying about a stupid
burned out bulb?

Border Collie: Just one. And then I’ll replace any wiring that’s not up
to code.

Dachshund: You know I can’t reach that stupid lamp!

Rottweiler: Make me.

Boxer: Who cares? I can still play with my squeaky toys in the dark.

Lab: Oh, me, me!!!!! Pleeeeeeeeeze let me change the light bulb! Can I?
Can I? Huh? Huh? Huh? Can I? Pleeeeeeeeeze, please, please, please!

German Shepherd: I’ll change it as soon as I’ve led these people from
the dark, check to make sure I haven’t missed any, and make just one
more perimeter patrol to see that no one has tried to take advantage of
the situation.

Jack Russell Terrier: I’ll just pop it in while I’m bouncing off the
walls and furniture.

Old English Sheep Dog: Light bulb? I’m sorry, but I don’t see a light
bulb!

Cocker Spaniel: Why change it? I can still pee on the carpet in the
dark.

Chihuahua: Yo quiero Taco Bulb.

Pointer: I see it, there it is, there it is, right there…..

Greyhound: It isn’t moving. Who cares?

Australian Shepherd: First, I’ll put all the light bulbs in a little
circle…

Poodle: I’ll just blow in the Border Collie’s ear and he’ll do it. By
the time he finishes rewiring the house, my nails will be dry.

“Dogs do not change light bulbs. People change light bulbs. So, the real
question is: How long will it be before I can expect some light, some
dinner, and a massage?”
All of which proves, once again, that while dogs have masters, cats have
staff.

What is a Cat?

Cats do what they want.  They rarely listen to you. They’re totally
unpredictable. When you want to play, they want to be alone.  When you
want to be alone, they want to play. They expect you to cater to their
every
whim.  They’re moody. They leave hair everywhere.

Conclusion: They’re tiny women in little fur coats.
*****

What is a Dog?

Dogs spend all day sprawled on the most comfortable piece of furniture
in the house. They can hear a package of food opening half a block away,
but don’t hear you when you’re in the next room. They can look dumb and
lovable at the same time. They growl when they are not happy.  When you
want to play, they want to play. When you want to be alone, they want to
play. They leave their toys everywhere. They do disgusting things with
their mouths and then try to give you a kiss.  They go right for your
crotch as soon as they meet you.

Conclusion: They’re tiny men in little fur coats.

Another item from my friend in N.Y.  Thanks again Dar!

Like His Mother….

Thanks Nancy—I’ve been there with husbands and Kids!

He didn’t like the casserole
And he didn’t like my cake.
My biscuits were too hard…
Not like his mother used to make.

I didn’t perk the coffee right
He didn’t like the stew,
I didn’t mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.

I pondered for an answer
As I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked him…
Like his Mother used to do.

Somebody Said!!!

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after
you’ve had a baby ……….

Somebody doesn’t know that once you’re a mother, “Normal,” is history.

Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct …

Somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.

Somebody said being a mother is boring ……

Somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver’s permit.

Somebody said if you’re a “good” mother, your child will “turn out good.”

Somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee.

Somebody said “good” mothers never raise their voices …..

Somebody never came out the back door just in time to see her child
hit a golf ball through the neighbor’s kitchen window.

Somebody said you don’t need an education to be a mother.

Somebody never helped a fourth grader with her math.

Somebody said you can’t love the fifth child as much as you love the
first.

Somebody doesn’t have five children.

Somebody said a mother can find all the answers to her child-rearing
questions in the books …….

Somebody never had a child stuff beans up his nose or in his ears.

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery
…..

Somebody never watched her “baby” get on the bus for the first day of
kindergarten.

or on a plane headed for military “boot camp.”

Somebody said a mother can do her job with her eyes closed and one
hand tied behind her back ……

somebody never organized four giggling Brownies to sell cookies.

Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married ….

Somebody doesn’t know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law
to a mother’s heartstrings.

Somebody said a mother’s job is done when her last child leaves home
…. Somebody never had grandchildren.

Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don’t need to
tell her …….  Somebody isn’t a mother.

Pass this along to all the “mothers” in your life.

Thanks Dar I love it!

The Mixed Bag!

The Mother’s Day at Mommas Corner was a mixed bag of a day.  My eldest called to wish me a good day.  Then SEB called also.


I moved the birds out on the back deck for a couple of hours and sat out there with them and read.  To have the weather so nice that we could get ‘aired out’ was wonderful. 

Later in the afternoon Sweet Thing came up and we put her to work.

She is getting to be a real pro at cleaning up beards I’ll tell you!  We had a bite of supper and then she called for the last game of rummy to break a tie.  ( From when we were in the hospital with Jay).  I beat her but by only 5 points.  Good game Cindy!!! 

My Flowers

The beautiful flowers arrived Friday afternoon and I put them up on the blog.
On Saturday morning this was what I saw.


Later in the morning I found more buds and another blossom on the counter.  So I called the florist in Davison about the problem.  She said she would check the order and get back to me.  She called later in the day to say indeed the flowers in the store were doing the same thing.  She asked if she could send out another arrangement but that it would have to be Sunday before she could deliver it.  I agreed to the suggestion and on Sunday afternoon this arrived at my door.

So if you live in the area or have people here please rest assured that Rayola Florist In Davison , Mi. makes sure you are happy with your delivery.  Thank you Rayola for a Happy Mother’s Day.

The Mother’s Day Blatherings Of A 70 Year Old

To all who have to put up with a living mother today.
Please try to show you love her in some little way.
A phone call, a card, a visit would be great.
Any acknowledgment before it’s too late.

Because when they’re gone there is no turning back
The pages of life to tell all of the facts.
Of how she loved you, she guided, and cared.
The love for her children is precious, not rare.

My kids will will tell you I’m crazy and dark.
Not like the old man you meet in the park.
I’m crazy—meaning funny because I must fill a need
I’m dark because I worry about life’s many deeds.

All through my life some have called me their Mom.
Though blood doesn’t bind us—love really does.
So if you’re lucky to have around you folks like these
Hold them in your heart because that’s all they need!!

Happy Mother’s Day to All!
Momma

 

Stress Management!

As I read this Email, from a friend of mine, I realized that this was very good advice for all of us.  So my friends I want to share it with you. Also a thank you to Dar for sharing!

Stress Management

A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked, “How heavy is this glass of water?”

Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g.

The lecturer replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter.  It depends on how long you try to hold it.”

“If I hold it for a minute, that’s not a problem.  If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my right arm.  If I hold it for a day, you’ll have to call an ambulance.  “In each case, it’s the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.”

He continued, “And that’s the way it is with stress management.  If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won’t be able to carry on.” 

“As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again! When we’re refreshed, we can carry on with the burden.”

“So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down.  Don’t carry it home.  You can pick it up tomorrow.  Whatever burdens you’re carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can.” 

“Relax; pick them up later after you’ve rested.  Life is short.  Enjoy it!

And then he shared some ways of dealing with the burdens of life:

  • Accept that some days you’re the pigeon, and some days you’re the statue.
  • Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them
  • Always read stuff that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it.
  • Drive carefully. It’s not only cars that can be recalled by their maker.
  • If you can’t be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.
  • If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.
  • It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others.
  • Never buy a car you can’t push.
  • Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you won’t have a leg to stand on.
  • Nobody cares if you can’t dance well. Just get up and dance.
  • Since it’s the early worm that gets eaten by the bird, sleep late.
  • The second mouse gets the cheese.
  • When everything’s coming your way, you’re in the wrong lane.
  • Birthdays are good for you. The more you have, the longer you live.
  • Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.
  • A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.

About Moms!

For Mother’s Day!

        True or not?  Who cares?!? Enjoy!! 

Why God made “Moms”  Answers given by elementary school age children to the following questions. 

Why did God make mothers? 
1. She’s the only one who knows where the scotch tape is. 
2. Mostly to clean the house. 
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers? 
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us. 
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring. 
3. God made my mom just the same like he made me.  He just used bigger parts. 

What ingredients are mothers made of? 
1.  God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean. 
2. They had to get their start from men’s bones.  Then they mostly use string, I think.   

Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom? 
1. We’re related. 
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people’s moms like me.   

What kind of little girl was your mom? 
1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff. 
2. I don’t know because I wasn’t there, but my guess would be pretty bossy. 
3. They say she used to be nice.   

What did mom need to know about dad before she married him? 
1. His last name. 
2. She had to know his background.  Like is he a crook?  Does he get drunk on beer? 
3. Does he make at least $800 a year?  Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?   

Why did your mom marry your dad? 
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my mom eats a lot. 
2. She got too old to do anything else with him. 
3. My grandma says that mom didn’t have her thinking cap on.   

Who’s the boss at your house? 
1. Mom doesn’t want to be boss, but she has to because dad’s such a goof ball. 
2. Mom.  You can tell by room inspection.  She sees the stuff under the bed. 
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad    

What’s the difference between moms and dads? 
1. Moms work at work & work at home, & dads just go to work at work. 
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them. 
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power ‘cause that’s who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend’s. 
4. Moms have magic,  they make you feel better without medicine.   

What does your mom do in her spare time? 
1. Mothers don’t do spare time. 
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.   

What would it take to make your mom perfect? 
1. On the inside she’s already perfect.  Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery. 
2. Diet.  You know, her hair. I’d diet, maybe blue.   

If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be? 
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean.  I’d get rid of that. 
2. I’d make my mom smarter.  Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me. 
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes in the back of her head.
 

The flowers are from my eldest—Thank you Wes—they are lovely.
The text is from my dear friend—-Thank you Pam