Anecdotes, Antidotes, and Anodes

Traveling with Children

Does travelling have two L's or does traveling have one L?  Ok, so it really doesn't matter and at this point, I really don't care... And yes, I know, the previous post was a lazy one, so I decided to take some time and show you the first thing we did on our trip...

The words that keep resounding in my headache are:

"How much longer?"  "Are we there yet?"  "I'm hungry."  "I'm thirsty."  "I needagobafroom."  "She's looking a me."  "She's pinching me."  "Ow !"  "Stop it."   (and all that was just coming from theHansMan)

Today I don't feel very creative or funny. Tomorrow doesn't look too promising either. Actually, I've probably never been either, but if there was a little drop of humor in me, it has disappeared. Nothing is funny right now, so don't provoke me with your comments.  You might just end up like the last blogger who provoked me...

I just feel tired, exhausted, consumed, depleted, drained, empty, faint, fatigued, jaded, spent, wasted, wearied POOPED-OUT but want to share a bit of our month long 3 day trip with 2 daughters and 4 grandkids. 

Our first stop was Ouray, Colorado. (pronounced Your-Ray - or something like that).

"Where's Harrison?"

"I just saw him running downstairs. All he had on was his t-shirt."

Below:  Captured !  Mom is armed with Pull-ups to adorn the lower half of his body.

"When are we going to get to go swimming?"    (repeat this question 100 times and you might feel the effect of those words on the brain entire body)

"How much longer do we get to stay at the pool?"  (repeat this no less than 100 times)

"I really don't think Harrison would enjoy going down the slide." (Notice Ellie waving from the top. She cut line in front of the other two unknown people who are waiting on her. ALL the life-guards knew her before we left that day.)

It is at this point that Harrison swallowed about a quart gallon of water.

Did someone mention that Harrison might not enjoy going down the slide?

"So, Harrison, how do you really feel about the slide?"

Sisters...but OH, SO different !

Never, never, never wake a sleeping baby. (And NO Pops, she doesn't want to go down the slide either.)

Does anyone recognize this person?

Know what the above illustration is?

Please Don't Eat the Daisies or Tickle My Toes !

Whew !  We have returned home with all the kids that we left with ! Amazing ! The house is in total disarray ! 
These flowers are for you...you can pick them...just don't eat them !
...Five little toes to tickle your fancy. 
...A view of the San Juan Mountains.
As time permits, and I regain what little sanity I had, there will be posts about the trip. Until then, please enjoy these bouquest, toes, and view.

Reese Elizabeth

Remember this post?   ...and this post?

Well, here she is today, seven months later...

We are On the Road Again (isn't there a song with that title ?), and GammySwampWitch  promises to visit you soon.

Fun Monday

Today's Fun Monday is being hosted by Joy at A Spot of Tea.  For a complete list of participants victims, just click on the link. She wants to see everyone's kitchen. How dare her ! What kind of request demand is that?  I commenced to clean mine up, but what with two daughters and four grandkids visiting (see post below for Fun with Pop in a Hot Tub), it was impossible to straighten it up. So, here goes...

1) The refrigerator died months ago, but the new ones aren't magnetic, so we just use it as a photo gallery.

2) Inside the oven...Dutch Oven Cooking with the Swampwitch... my own favorite recipes...potatoes on the right and green beans on the left !  Um-m-m  Um-m-m Good !

3)  Swampy's kitchen is equipped with not one, but TWO, Garbage Disposals . . .
product code #'s:   Bubba and Bug

4)  View from the kitchen sink window...notice Mt. Garfield in the distance.

5)  Grandkids' Snack Bar...notice, it is at 'kid level.'

6) Messy Counter Tops...

So there, Joy ! You happy ?  Swampy's Messy Kitchen...actually, it was a fun post even though my kitchen didn't get cleaned for the BlogWorld to see.
If you haven't given the following post a title, please scroll down and help out. (Captions welcome, too.)

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Pictures of why I'm not blogging much... Please feel free to give this post a title and add your own captions to these photos of yesterday's activities.

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Today's cast of characters: 
Ellie from Kentucky and Harrison from Wyoming...and critters !

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AND...theHansMan ! ...

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GammySwampWitch suggests, "I don't think it's a good idea to let...

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...the kids do cannonballs in the hot tub !"

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OH, $hi+  !

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The Russian gives you a -2  for form.

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I am so anxious to read your captions.  This post may stay up for a few days, but rest assured, I am documenting everything with my camera and will post the events of the next 10 days as time permits. Hopefully, there will not be anything to report from the emergency room.

"We are in a Holding Pattern"

Words you do not want to hear spoken by the pilot as you listen in on the conversation between him and the tower...

"Please stay in a holding pattern until the storm passes over the airport..."

"Ok, folks, the airport is open again. We have been cleared to land so we will try to land between storms.  One has just passed over the airport and another is about 20 minutes to the west of the airport..."

"Ok, folks, the airport has shut down again. We will once again be in a holding pattern."
(That's what was heard over the intercom.)

"UA 3816 to the tower...after 10 more minutes of being in this holding pattern, fuel will become an issue."
(That's what I heard with my headset on listening to the conversation between the pilot and the tower.)

"Ok, folks, the second storm has passed the airport and two planes have been cleared to land. We are the second plane."

Once we landed, the airport was shut down again. All flights into Grand Junction were cancelled, so I spent the night in Denver.

Care to guess what thoughts were going through my mind while we were in a holding pattern with fuel becoming an issue...or what my thoughts were when those wheels touched down?...

Fun Monday # ?

Karmyn at Dreaming What Ifs has asked us to post something about our "crafty" side. For someone named Swampwitch, the word "crafty" could have several different connotations for me. I am not a "crafty" person in the sense of being creative with "crafts." I have been known to conjure up different types of "crafty potions" in my caldron.  I thought about "crafts" that I have attempted to "craft" in my lifetime...like the potholders I made on that loom when I was about five years old...or the daisies that were tole painted on wooden spoons   (ah-h-h, the old wooden spoon that was used to whack me on the legs when I was out-of-line according to my parents) ...or the salt dough bread baskets I "crafted" one Christmas and ended up with cracked knuckles for about three months...or the apron I "crafted" when I was a freshman at Hugo High School in Mrs. Vandergriff's Home Economics class... or the disasters constantly "crafted" in my kitchen...or any number of Christmas treasures that were "crafted" and adorned our trees every December and now have found a home in a box labeled "stuff."

Well, enough about reminiscing. Thank you, Karmyn for that trip back in time.

I am currently working on two "crafts" for one of my granddaughters.  By the time I finish, she will probably be married with children of her own. 

My mother made quilts like this for my two daughters, so I decided to carry on the tradition and make one for Parker. As you can see, the butterfly has yet to have its wings embroidered. Because of my lack of needle-work skills, it is taking a life time to finish.  Eventually, this top will be hand-quilted and given to Parker for a keepsake.

The other "Parker-Project" is a handwritten memoir of my life.  It will include stories and pictures of my childhood and the memories I have of my grandparents and parents to share with her.

Hopefully, my June posts will remain on my blog front page, but in case previous posts disappear, they are still in my Archives below the pink clock.

For those of you who came looking for the JUCO World Series pictures, they will be posted later this week.  (New Bloggers...FYI: click on highlighted words for links)

$hitter'$ Full

Until my issues with Typepad are resolved, there will be very little text with my posts. I will be depending on you to comment and add your own text.

Amazing what shows up in your driveway when the gate is left open...

...no, this isn't Cousin Eddie.

Please come up with your own "captions" or "stories" for these pictures.
From what movie did the title come from and who starred in it?