going, going...and soon gone!

My thoughts exactly, Thanks Anita!

9 of 52 --Interviewd by my Nephew

This is a little more elaborate than just a picture, but since I've been wanting to post it, and I also wanted to do something fun in honor of my very original, zany, fun nephew, for his birthday this month, I'm again stretching the "rules".
Here you go Nathan, this one's for you:
(With all credit going to Raimie for the pictures & remembering the commentary)

N: So have a seat ma'am and tell me... what do you like about blogging?
M: It is a great creative outlet for me. I like to journal.

N: So...... you like WRITING......

M: Yes and I like to share what is going on in my life with my friends and I find it's a good way to keep in touch with my friends and family.

N: What do your kids think of your blog?

M: Umm....I think they like it for the most part.

N: Do you think that your blog contributes to their bad grades?

M: NO! I think THEY contribute to their bad grades!

N: OK, moving on...How many people read your blog?

M: I don't actually know. I have a counter thing but it doesn't tell you exactly.

N: Have you ever had someone from Africa? Just curious.

M: I don't know. But there have been some people from other countries.

N:How many people in your family read your blog?

M: All of them... of course!
N: So... Your whole family... sitting around reading YOUR blog... Aren't you embarrassed?

M:Ha! I try not to think about the embarrassing parts!
N: Well frankly...... I just wanted to say frankly!
M: Actually it is probably a good thing SOME people don't read my blog!

Raimie: Like my Mom... she can always find my typos!

M: I always use spell check when I post.

N: Soooooooo, you are a bad speller.

M: (sputter).....

N: Moving on... So have you ever blogged the toilet?

M: Have you ever seen a toilet on my blog!?
N: I don't read your blog.

M: You are interviewing me about my blog when YOU have NEVER read it?

N: Well there was this one time...

M: Really?

N: no.

M: ok, ok, ok.... let me get this straight-

N: Well, this is Nathan L. signing off. Thank you for tuning in to today's addition.

M: But? Hey! Wait! I wasn't done-

N: So long

A "normal" weekend!

Weekends are not my favorite part of the week. As those of you who are on my facebook page know, I love Mondays. Excluding Sunday mornings, they are the best part of the week for me. Basically because for years, Leon's work schedule has been working 7p.m.-7 a.m. Friday nights-Sunday nights. Earlier last year he got switched to Monday nights instead of Friday nights, which was nice because it at least gave us Friday evening-Saturday afternoon free. By Sunday night, the kids are usually climbing the walls, and terribly hyper, & I'm about climbing the walls because I'm the only one here to deal with them!
Currently, the plant he works with, like many other places is doing lay-off's and cutting hours, so we haven't known what to expect for sure, but last week got the notice that he would be switched from weekend hours to weekdays, 2nd shift (3p.m.-11p.m.)
Since we were expecting company for the weekend, this was especially good news, as it meant he could spend time with them/us without cheating himself out of sleep!
At this time we don't know yet whether it will be a 4 or 5 day week, but we're glad for a job. We also don't know how it's going to work with his installation job schedules, but I'm sure we'll manage to juggle things somehow. We're just thankful for work in this present economic situation!
So, not only did we get to experience a "normal" weekend, like "normal" people (lol!) we actually had company for the weekend. Now, understand, we do have occasional company. But, seriously occasional. EXCEPT for a fairly steady stream of boys, boy-friends, and a few girls! But, this was a family! Adults!! Wow! and the kids had a blast! We had a great time, and hopefully this will only be the beginning of more company. (come see us!)
Now I don't really expect to love Monday's any less, but maybe I can enjoy weekends more!

6,7 & 8 of 52 weeks

I got a little behind here, so am doing a 3 in one to put me back on track
#6

#7

#8

Happy Birthday to my first, favorite & only grandson!

http://theweedas.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-trey.html
http://jelly3.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-favorite-nephew.html
http://dalaynam.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-trey.html

Miz Headwig-gone, but not forgotten!

Words from my children on and about "Miz Headwig":

If I remember right, the girls would have been in the 8-12 age range when they brought her to life.

(From Lynisha:)

One day some of us kids were playing in the basement and came across Mom’s photo mannequin head. We started goofing off with it, setting it on our head, and then I decided to pull my shirt up so the neck was around the mannequins neck. Jana thought it was pretty funny so she wanted me to go upstairs and show Mom. It was such a big hit that we decided we should really “do something” with it! We figured out that if we laid a ruler on my head, that would make perfect shoulders for “Headwig”. (After all, all she was was a head, and a wig!) Then came the logistics of the clothes. It had to be something thin enough that the person under the “head” could see where she was walking, have a tight neck, and be long enough. Jana made the debut, and a star was born. I took over the act not long after it began – Jana was getting too tall and that just didn’t work so well. It was the best part of having “new” company; Miz Headwig would always come for a visit. The poor lady could never speak, she was always suffering from bouts of laryngitis, but nevertheless she rarely had trouble expressing herself. The hardest part of “playing the part” was not laughing, especially in new situations. I don’t remember how it came about that Miz Headwig was invited by the Hospital Volunteer Services Coordinator to visit at the hospital, but we weren’t about to turn that down! We shocked and stumped a few ER doctors and nurses when they found Miz Headwig in the ER bed, waiting for a diagnosis (she was voice-less again), but the most fun was when she dropped her hankie while walking past the construction crew. Polite gentleman that they were, they picked it up for her, and were QUITE startled when she turned around to take it from them!!!

It was disappointing when I got too tall to accommodate the Miz Headwig act, because Dalayna was still too short to “pull it off” so therefore the poor lady simply disappeared.

From Jeanne:

One of my favorite memory of Headwig was when we took her to the hospital to visit patients. We put her in a wheel chair and she would drop her handkerchief and men would stop to pick it up and then do a double take when they handed it back to her.

From Dalayna:

I never got to play Ms. Headwig. I was pretty young too so I don't have to many actual funny memories of it. I just remember everybody thinking it was so funny. My favorite was when Gordon was there. Hands down the funniest reaction I ever saw from Headwig. Didn't Ms. Headwig put her arm around him?? I thought everybody was going to die from laughter.... He was so red!

And from the mom's point of view....
As you can imagine we've had alot of funny crazy things go on in our household for a lot of years. I have to say that I think Miz. Headwig was the funnest, and the longest lasting.
The first time that the girls showed her off to company at our house, I thought we were all going to die laughing. They came up the basement steps, around the house, and knocked at the front door. Everytime they did it, It looked so crazy I was afraid the neighbors would call the cops because of strange "people" sneaking around our house!
We'd have company open the door, explaining that we had a friend who wanted to drop by to see them. She never spoke, as of course her mouth was closed, but she often cleared her throat, & often had the sniffles, so would have to use a hanky.
Miz. Headwig was introduced to many of our minister friends who were visiting, and often on special meeting round visits.
Seriouslly the funniest one was a young man who came by to visit after being at one of our conventions. When he opened the door to her knock, If I remember right, he nearly slammed it back in her face he was so shocked! Unfortunatly I can't find the picture I have of him sitting on the couch with his arm around her. That was after he'd finally convinced himself that this wasn't really some freak of nature, but someone having fun.
I wish I could have seen the hospital adventure the girls had... That story got re-told many times
To have a video would have been priceless.
Headwig's been gone for quite a few years now, she really got worn out and had to be laid to rest, Poor soul. But, what memories! What fun!

Remember her?