THREE SCENES FROM MY THURSDAY
SCENE 1
STORY BEHIND THIS SCENE…
Last week I bought Christmas gifts for my new great-niece and -nephew. They were the cutest stuffed play toys that were square-shaped animals.
Nichole’s toy was a bright yellow lion with a mirror on one side and butterflies on the other.
Luke’s toy was a blue elephant with a stubby little trunk and huge wrap-around ears.
I thought they were both … oh so cute and perfect for babies learning how to play.
Apparently Mlle. Renee thought they were awfully cute, too. And every time she walked past the bed where they were waiting to be wrapped, she would sit down and look at them and give a little I really would like to have that whine.
This has gone on for several days. She never attempted to remove the toys from the bed … just the whine and the longing look.
OK, so I caved today. I went in the plastic bag of old stuffed animals and found a little stuffed lamb and presented it to her. She was so happy! She went around the house carrying it in her mouth. And then she eviscerated the poor little lamb … another addition to her collection of unstuffed animals. And yes, she regularly plays with all the poor deflated creatures.
SCENE 2
Story behind this scene …
No one ever sends me flowers. But, today, somebody bought me flowers … a beautiful bouquet of holiday cheer. Ok, it was me! I was at the local stupidmarket when I saw this bouquet as a store special. Knowing that no one else would buy me flowers, I bought them for myself. Sometimes I really surprise myself.
SCENE 3
Story behind the scene …
While waiting for the bus to go to the stupidmarket I say another pigeon pretending to rule the roost. This one was a white pigeon with blueish black wing tips and tail … also a dark cap. I named him/her … SNOWBIRD. Even though there is no snow forecast for the extended future.
SCENE 4
Story behind the scene …
I am now convinced that the entire brouhaha over the Mayan Calendar and the impending end of the world is a gigantic practical joke instigated by this darn Martians and/or other extraterrestrials who were visiting the ancient Mayans, Egyptians and sundry other ancient people looking for sites for interplanetary vacation timeshare. Look at that calendar, and tell me you don’t see a very old Oreo cookie.
That’s my life …
And welcome to it!
Posted on December 14, 2012, in MY LIFE AND WELCOME TO IT and tagged ancient Oreo cookie, christmas, Mayan calendar, Snowbird, stuffed and unstuffed toys, you never send me flowers. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
... a somewhat unknown or perhaps imaginary actor, writer, director, producer, photographer, friend, brother, uncle and all round good fellow that you really should get to know because he lives with that most glamorous fourpaw Mademoiselle Renee. (Mlle. Renee for short)
The world didn’t end! And yes, it does look like a cookie. But not as delicious as Renee’s lammy.
Next up, the infamous Polish calendar.