Thursday, September 15, 2011

White Cats and Inspiration Bursts.

I had a burst of inspiration, just one minute ago. "I need to write a blog." Now there is an original thought! "But, wait you already have a blog. You know, the one you wrote when you got inspired and thought, ' I need to write a blog.' ." Wow, that was some quotation confusion like I've never seen. So, I dug up this old blog and fiddled with some passwords to sign in and here I am. No one will read this because there are something like 500 billion blogs out there and I'm pretty sure it's all vanity anyway. But I like the idea of having a space to display photos and talk about them. Oh yes, I have grand thoughts about writing and imparting all sorts of wisdom to the masses, but then I remember that I never stick to stuff and the never sticking makes me never start. Well also, the fact that I am not that wise comes to mind too.

I think this inspiration "burst" was born out of a quiet clean house with no children, no dinner to be made, no tv show to watch, and no husband. And here I am writing about nothing.


A white cat has adopted us. She has been prowling about our property for a year or so. I fed her once, end of story. She was so skinny, I couldn't resist! Ella has named her "Maddie." Do you want her? She is obnoxious and pretty and makes my cats CRAZY. She comes right up to the windows and stares straight at them and they hiss like snakes and look terribly vicious.


Here is the famous picture taken with that fancy iphone thing. Auntie E took it in Walla Walla at Ella's Lemonade stand.

She scooped ice into the cups and sold oreos too. She made 10 dollars.

Here is a a very cute video of a very cute baby sitting on a counter. If you make it to the end you will see his devious smile. The one he shows when I say "don't do that" and he does it anyway. But, who cares, he's cute! You can also see that he is just a tad behind his sister in the language department. While she was speaking in complete sentences saying things like, "May you please pass the peas mother?" he is saying "ba" for bird. I'm not worried. That part of his brain just hasn't woken up yet. And he is a boy after all, you can't blame him for lacking in communication skills.



No children fell off the counter in the making of this video.

Thank you for checking in on us.

2 comments:

Lucy Sherwood said...

you're back!!! I love your blog. Keep writing, even if just for me :-)
love you xoxo
-Lucy

Sara B said...

Yay! I'm reading too! I'm trying to be better about giving myself the "indulgence" of catching up on my blog reading list. I'm so happy to see your back. So now you know, at least Lucy & I are reading :)