The Most Random Of Posts

It has been such a good day for absolutely no apparent reason. Isn't this the way it goes? Yesterday I was bogged in the mire of despair and today I've been a happy little butterfly, as confident of my own unique gift to this world as any special snowflake.
All right, that's pushing it.
But, still, I've been in a very good mood.

I took Miss Liola a dozen eggs from my chickens this morning on my way to town for no reason whatsoever except that I wanted to. Two guys were talking in her front yard, one of them the guy I call The Sheik because back in the seventies he always used to wear some sort of sheik-like headscarf thing but now he just dresses like a regular well-dressed dude. I talk to him a couple of times a month on my walks as he walks too, but mostly to get from one place to the other, I believe. He didn't recognize me at first when I pulled up in my car in Miss Liola's yard and then he said, "You the walking woman!" And indeed, I am, but he's probably never seen me wearing jeans and with my hair down, etc. and I was even wearing lipstick so there you go. Miss Liola was on the phone so I just handed her the eggs and said, "My chickens are laying a lot right now," and took off.
I hope she likes them.

But let me stop right here. Have you seen this interview with Charles Ramsey who was the man who saved the women in Ohio who had been held captive for a decade or so?




I think it's a terrific, fabulous interview and I would love to have Mr. Ramsey as a neighbor. I would definitely eat some ribs and listen to salsa with him. And you know, I watched the video and I had those thoughts and then I read a few things online (this is a theme today, isn't it?) about how actually, if most white people saw Mr. Ramsey in their neighborhood they would cross the street to avoid him due to his RACE and APPEARANCE and that people are laughing AT Mr. Ramsey and not WITH him and I just think, no. What sort of an asshole would you have to be to laugh at this man who is just being himself and honest and truthful and who happened to be in the right place at the right time to be a hero of sorts and put down his MacDonald's burger and rose to the occasion?
Anyway, that's what I have to say and in Lloyd, Florida, Mr. Ramsey would fit right in and I'm glad I live in a neighborhood like that although I have to say we have our share of assholes, too. I'm not debating that. But my point is, I live in a place where we're all characters of a sort and I do believe we laugh with each other and not at each other.
Well. Mostly.

So speaking of assholes- uh...South Carolina? You want to explain that? Syd, I know it wasn't you. But Jesus Christ. Mark Sanford? Sanford's re-election goes right up there with the assholiness of Florida politics and that's saying something.

Anyway, back to my good day.

Lily and the boys and I went to Best Buy because I thought I needed something but I didn't and we looked at the iPad mini's and boy, do I need one of those! (No. I don't.) And I bought myself a Mother's Day present so kids, that's taken care of. 
Here's what I got.

I have no idea why the Stones have chosen the gorilla to represent them in this, their fiftieth anniversary tour, but they have.

Then we went to lunch and it was so much fun. I really think I like being MerMer best when Lily is around so that I can just be all goofy and fun and silly and leave the discipline to her. Here's a picture of Gibson feeding his mother. He loves to share his food.

Owen will share, too, but he doesn't feed you.

We went to the grocery store after lunch and I got snacks for the trip but I'm not sure why. If there's any pleasure to be found on a nine-hour journey it's stopping and buying snacks. But I bought some and on my way home I put my new CD in and sang along to Jumping Jack Flash and Ruby Tuesday and now I need to pack and Mr. Moon is replacing the water pump in the car we're taking which sprung a leak today and I'm just fine with all of it.

One more thing. I heard Maya Angelou on the Diane Rehm show today and I think that Ms. Angelou is quite possibly the very most evolved human being on the planet and she represents to me all that is the very best about the human race.
I wish she were my neighbor too.
In the meanwhile, I'd like to read her new book which is about her relationship with her mother and which will probably make me feel like the least evolved person on the planet and all that is neurotic and shameful about the human race but so what?

I am a special little snowflake in my own little way and so are you.

Much love...Ms. Moon