Anecdotes, Antidotes, and Anodes

Capturing the Moment with a Canon

Times flies when you're having fun . . . or is it . . . time is fun while you're having flies ?

Seems as though we just arrived to spend time with three of the Georgia grandkids whose Dad (see photo in side bar) is serving for the fourth time in Iraq !  I may have mentioned that before !

It's always my hope to spend some of this time attempting to capture a few "portraits" of them. Trying to get three little ones in the same frame can prove to be more than just a bit difficult.

Here are a few of my efforts :

 

 

 
There are so many more, but the house is very, very quiet . . .

That could be good news.

That could be bad news.

More   L...A...T...E...R..........

Happy Birthday, AnodeMan

Happy thirty-first birthday for the thirtieth time !

Just in case

you didn't notice

the combination

of

colors

and

patterns

in the above photo . . .

wrap your brain around this.

Just Too Busy To Blog !

Déjà vu all over again !

Once again, we find ourselves in Georgia with three of the grandkids while their dad serves in Iraq for the FOURTH time ! 

Not to get political here, but I just think it's time to bring home our men and women and let Iraq and Afghanistan figure it out. 

Now, onto what I've been hearing for the last couple of days:

Hi Gammy.  Where's Pops ?

Hi Pops.  Where's your iPad ?

Hi Pops. Where's your iPhone ?

Gammy, Pops' iPhone  is dead.  Is yours alive ?

Gammy, Pops' iPad is dead. Is yours alive ?

Princesses don't eat their boogers.

Where's Charlie ?

I'm hungry.

It's time for bed.

No.

Get in the bathtub.

Brush your teeth.

Who drank all the coffee?

Where's Charlie ?

Harrison, read your book.

Pops to Gammy:  Where's my iPad ? 

Pops to Gammy:  Where's my iPhone ?

Gammy to Pops:  Ask Reese.  Ask Charlie.  Ask Harrison.

Catherine:  PUT THE iPHONES AWAY ! PUT THE iPADS AWAY!

Where's Charlie ?

I'll have one more margarita, please.

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Pops, are you listening ? 

Yeah.

Those are the directions to the Boy Scout Office for Harrison's meeting.
Did you hear me ?

Yeah.

Twenty minutes later.  Phone rings... Where did you say the Boy Scout office was ?

Where are you ? 
OMG ! 
You've driven all the way across town. 
The office is only two blocks from the house.
You weren't listening.

Yeah.

For some reason, this conversation made me have flashbacks of scenes in "Rain Man."
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Photos will follow. 

As soon as I unpack my camera.

JUST TOO BUSY TO BLOG !

 

 

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner ?

Actually, the title should read, "Guess Who's Coming to Breakfast?"

Or better, "Guess Who Came to Breakfast and Scared the BeeJeeBus out of My Birds."

 

 

 

These were all snapped in less than forty-five seconds.

Some Real Shock and Awe: Racially Profiled & Cuffed in Detroit

Very seldom do I just link to someone else's story for you to read, BUT this one caught my attention.

I came across it reading my SiL's post on Facebook and decided to share it.

STORIES from the HEARTLAND

Captain Owen P. Honors

 Dear Readers in the Grand Junction Area:

As you know, this Sunday will be the 10th anniversary of 9/11. During the remembrance event at Stocker Stadium (1:00 p.m.), Navy Captain Owen P. Honors, former Commander of the U.S.S. Enterprise will be the main speaker. He was the fighter pilot who led the squadron that flew over Bookcliff Middle School just a few days after 9/11. The students and teachers even received a "wing tip!"

 

Many of you met him at the Special Needs Static Air Show and at Hans and Kathy's parties. 

The organizers of this special event encourage everyone to wear yellow or a yellow ribbon or streamer, or carry yellow helium balloons. 

Please let everyone know about this and invite them to attend.

 

Sarah's Key

For quite some time, reading a book was not on my list of things to do.  In order for me to fully enjoy one, all my laundry must be done, the house cleaned, dinner ready to serve, outside plants watered, and on and on.

In other words, no distractions with chores looming while I read.

Not sure if I consumed this book or if it consumed me.  It was finished in two sittings. 

Granted, I was on a plane and the chores were unreachable !

If you've not read this book, run . . . don't walk to the library, book store, or download it immediately.

It is relevant to one particular incident perpetrated by the French Police that went far beyond what the Nazi's (who, yes were horrific in what they did to the Jews) had actually asked them to do in numbers and is still a sensitive topic for France today. The story of what actually happened to one little girl and a modern day reporter living in Paris trying to find out what happened to her. It is a heart-breaking story that does show the horror of the times.

Watch this trailer for a glimpse into history that many did not even know about.

 

Three Yellow Feathers

 
My blog-hopping days seem to have been lost in the shuffle of the daily chaos at our house.

Or maybe, the chaotic shuffle of not ever being at the house.

Whatever the excuse, I've just not taken the time to visit my 'glob-buds' to see what's going on in their lives.  (Could be that so many of them are on Facebook, and I touch base with them every-once-in-a-while.)

But it's just not the same.

With all that being said, in my non-blog-hopping, I did happen upon a new blog!

Did you hear me ?

I said, "I've found a new blog!"

There are only two posts, so you can get in on the very beginnings of this great writer and professional photographer ! 

She's a hoot and a half.

Her Amarillo story will cause you to have flashbacks of "Groundhog Day."

Her Amarillo story will cause you to have flashbacks of "Groundhog Day."

Her Amarillo story will cause you to have flashbacks of "Groundhog Day."

(Just messin' widja.)

So run don't walk to:  THREE YELLOW FEATHERS

Be sure to leave her a comment and tell her that Kathy/Gammy/Swampy sent you. 

Believe me, she'll understand the multiple personality issues I have.

 

Alaska Airlines

It's time to brag just a little ! 

Someone VERY close to me played an integral part in designing, developing, and launching this.

iTunes Preview/Alaska Airlines

I wish I could discuss in detail every aspect of what this entailed, but I can't.  That would require a 'wholenother' vocabulary which is just not available to me, at this time, or any other time, or ever. 

All I know is this has been a long and winding road, uphill most of the way, but because of perseverance, pride, consistency, and just an all-around good work ethic, this product came to be.  Not to mention a boat-load of IQ.

Clink the Link above and just browse around.  You don't have to be planning a trip to click and look.

Now, young lady, for your next project:  Please see if you can talk to the powers-who-be and ask that Alaska Airlines fly into and out of Grand Junction. 

There must be an app you can design for that !  Surely, there is.

I knew years ago when I watched you line all your baby dolls and stuffed animals up against the wall and then proceded to whack the living day lights out of them with a yardstick that you would probably make a darn good project manager someday. 

Moral of this story (stolen from a scene in Pretty Woman as she walked out of the designer boutique) :   "Big Mistake . . . Microsoft !"

 

Designer Bath Soap

 

Any Guesses ?