Accesorizing it all togehter is like getting a sixty piece orchestra together to play a concert that a famous conductor would be proud of. That is how I now envision my standard after completing near three years of adult college. I have been entriguged with the art of writing for as long as I could remember, and due to famiy constraints I have become more shy in recent years, which I am entirely not. I am somewhat drippy, or I have been told I like to, "talk" what a hapless pursuit. You, or the I here or me in this matter, (ha, ha) like to explain things, (my kids would sigh here, yes like I have a dead horse to beat.) But the truth of the matter here is that I am good at conversing on subjects that I feel I have ultimate command of. Here are some to be sure, obsessive yes I have five dogs, thats nuts, but I do. Worse yet I love each and every one of them, I recently had a problem with one of my smallest, we were fearful she may have encountered a mouse that ate some poision bate that we put down.

       Since it is cold outside no one can tell a little mouse that it can't stay in a nice warm house. Complete with bird seed to enjoy, it's like holding a open house for the mouse. But in all honesty I have 2 big to medium sized birds, they are quite cute, okay for all honesty downright noisy as well. They have there times when they are cawing and there isn't a darn thing I can do about it, except give them something to nibble on. Which will quiet them considerably, I have learned to speak (bird) to them, I ask them nicely to, "Please be quiet." Then I throw them birdie kisses, they know I respect them, and behave accordingly. Sometimes I am sick of it all, it's time consuming never mind I have the cutest grandson on the planet, (I'll admit I am bias.) But yes he is gorgeous and I love him to bits and pieces, he is now thirteen months old, (how do you avoid the bird cage.)

           Well, that is some practice, but through a whole sceaniro of making ouch, ouchie noises near the bird cage, we have hopefully gone past the point where our grandson understands this area is to be avoided under all circumstances. My days exist of going to the librairy, or the childrens librairy and also going to the mall if the weather is too cold. I have grown tired of growing tired, as I feel myself getting older, but with little or no control to do anything about it. My better half still drags out of bed, as he is twenty years my senior, I might be tempted to describe him as part machine on some of my better days. He still gets up and makes the effort every single day, except Sunday to go manage his business.

             One of my other sons just recently had some carpal tunnel surgery on both wrists nonetheless. It started to get bad and he had numbness he was playing golf vigiorously during the early spring and summer months driving the ball some two-hundred yards and then some, and then his wrists went numb, and he lost feeling in both of his hands. As a result  the doctor said that the surgery would be in his best interest. Well...stuff is always happening, his wife ended up losing her job, the claim was (not that your not a good worker) on the contrary but they went away on a vacation for their first anniversary. This is now being fought over in Employment court, the vacation time was not at the specified time is the main issue according to her employers, not to mention that it was feciously bought to the attention of other superiors, then went over from around July of 2011, through the entire time they left for the vacation in November 2011. Her employers told her in the very begining, "that it would be fine." They were happy that she had a husband who was kind enough to want to give his wife that nice a first anniversary present. So you obviously congratulate her, by firing her? Then try to cover it up nicely with the hearing examiner, claiming that the meeting the two supervisors had with text messages included was to tell her that she was a great worker, when in fact you told her that, within a week she would no longer be on the sechdule, that meant they were letting her go, in nicer terms, rather than being fired. Becasue otherwise they would be responsible for giving her employment benefits.

         "What a world,"  isn't that what the Wicked Witch of West said when she lay on the ground practically melted while her huge witchs hat which she wore so proudly swooped down across her shield of black wizardrie. She declared a end to all of her vain and disowned emotion no longer part of a world that she would dare not to be a villan, but just a person a person perhaps who liked to wear such strange garments. But in our day to day lives, we deal with many witches and goblins and good fairies and bad omens, and other stuff that makes me shudder, just as a cold front is moving on through with gusty winds, it makes me wonder as I awoke this morning in half awake state, not sure if any night visions stired through my sleep from the night before. But no, I went to bed last night watching a not great dvd of Disney's "Beauty and the Beast." The grandson and I went to the childrens librairy yesterday as it was dull and gray, he slept through the first 20 minutes, as this has the same effect on myself as well. I kept closing my eyes, but then when he awoke, he found some legos on a big table, then childrens doll house, in my more euphoric moments, (I might have been tempted to move right on in.)

            I then decided to call my son and his wife and see what was happening with them, they were near by so I toted the grandson up, got his stuff together usually a 10 minute job, by the time his hat is on, which usually comes off of course I put it back on, then on goes the jacket. Finally I check out a bunch of chubby board books, and off to the car we go, I put him in gently as he is still a baby, even though he no longer is as fragile as he once was, he is still tender and delicate to my arms, I enjoy having a baby around, his antics are my delight. We have karoke on our television and last night he was boping to the beat, we all laugh. Even though there are other instances that play out on our day to day events, that I am not at priveledge to discuss, they remain part of my daily and rhythymic sense of "what did I do to deserve this?" They leave me fustrated and blindsided to many areas that I thought I might have had a clue about, but instead ended up to being blindsighted in my own path.

         It hasn't been easy for me or my family, the only thing that makes it easier is that we all try in our own little way to co-operate. We know we are struggling, I recently bought a cute little pocket book, it's small and very pretty it's a tan biscuit color, I actually bought it for myself for the holiday. But I know I am going to return it, I ended up with a multi hundred dollar car repair, then the vet bill for my dog possibly ingesting the poision, so I know when to tow the line, even though the line gets twisted anf frayed, somehow my families beliefs our strong and they are the ties that bind for that I am so Thankful. I am also Thankful for the many many readers here on Open Salon. Have a great day, stay warm and when all else fails bake cookies.