Friday, August 26, 2022

We Laughed Until We Cried


 I am such a stuck-in-a-rut woman and today my schedule has been a little disturbed in that I just got home from taking care of August and Levon and by this time of the day I have usually answered all of my comments and have already started on my blog post and of course, this must all be done in a timely manner or else supper won't be ready until nine o'clock at night and that is not acceptable. 
Unless it's just me here and I do not care at all when I eat as long as it isn't before 7:30. I refuse to participate in the Early Bird Special. 

So. What I'm saying is, I haven't answered comments but I will get to them. You all left me such sweet ones yesterday and today and I appreciate them all so much. 

I read a meme this morning on Facebook that absolutely sums me up and here it is. 


Do I have ADHD? Because that is me in a nutshell. When I have to leave the house at noon, I feel like there is no way in hell I can get anything done except for my basic morning routine before I leave. I take it a step farther. If I have something I'm dreading at the end of a month I know that the entire month before the event will be ruined by my anxiety about it. I plan my life around such things. For instance- I am trying to plan a little trip for us down to Roseland and Vero but I can't do it in September because on September 26 I have my rescheduled doctor appointment and there's no way I can enjoy myself with that in front of me. 
I tried to explain this to my husband and he just laughed and shook his head and said, "Okay."
Once again- I am so grateful for his tolerance. 

But this morning I somehow managed to wash the sheets and remake the bed before I left (at noon) and went out and picked okra and do you see that bee working away in the bloom? 
Okra honey. Nice. 

And then I drove to town and got Jessie's car with the carseats in it and picked up Levon and again we went to Publix and I got some sushi and he picked out a Hot Wheels car for both he and August and then we went to his house and he played with his car and I ate my sushi and then I started reading books to him. I started doing this voice for the mother bird in "The Best Nest" and I have no idea where it came from. It was a whole thing, voice and accent, and we both found it hysterical and we ended up laughing for about two minutes. We laughed so hard that Levon said, "It sounds like we're crying". It was that gut laugh, that choking laugh, that I'm-trying-to-catch-my-breath laugh, that okay-I'm-done-now, no-wait!-I'm not! laugh. 
My god it felt good and how amazing to share it with my four year old grandson, to know that he's getting so much enjoyment out of something I'm doing. That we are on the exact same wavelength. 

So that was definitely the high point of my day, perhaps my week or even month. 

There was a little confusion over when and where to pick up August. Supposedly he was going to the after-school program at a local park and I could pick him up after four but somehow that didn't happen so Vergil (who was working from home) and I got phone calls from the school, and Levon and I jumped back in the van to go and retrieve him. He was pretty cool about it. Back to the house where they ate some peanuts I brought that I'd roasted. 




They played with their Hot Wheels for awhile and some other toys and then we watched a few videos about walking fish which is just nightmarish to me, and also one about giant squid and then Daddy got off work and I collected my things and got ready to leave. 
And then something else wonderful happened. Both of the boys gave me such good and real hugs, and wanted kisses on their cheeks, that my heart exploded. As I have said so many times, these two save their displays of affection for Mama and Daddy for the most part and so this was really something special. 

I came on home and had a bit of a shock when I opened the door from the back porch to the laundry room. 


I walk through the laundry room to our room if I'm on the back porch and use that door many times a day. When I pulled it open this evening though, a very skinny and longish snake fell down off of the top of the doorway, right in front of me. Now. If it had fallen ON me, I would not be writing this but would probably be huddled in my bed, medicated with half of the Ativan I have left. 
As it was, it didn't scare me and as I reached for the phone in my pocket to take a picture, it slithered into a crack between the wall and floor. God only knows where it is now. I'm pretty sure it was just an oak snake or a rat snake. Not a venomous snake. 

And in the continuing vein of TOO MUCH NATURE, Mr. Moon did indeed get the two other hens into the roost last night so we still have five chickens. He got footage of the fox from night before last, walking past the baited trap. That fox walked right past that trap with no more interest than I'd walk past a display of nuts and bolts at a hardware store. Maybe less. Last night's camera footage showed raccoons sniffing at the roost door but nothing else. 

We're discussing fencing options and so forth. 

Meanwhile, I'm halfway through a martini, I have a dish of chicken enchiladas to heat up and guacamole to make. A few weeks ago I made the enchiladas and was wise enough to put them in two different baking dishes, one for that night, another to put in the freezer. I feel like fucking Einstein or something. 

Happy Friday, y'all. 

Love...Ms. Moon

P.S. Can anyone out there identify what in hell SOMEONE  is hauling through the back streets of Lloyd at night? Mr. Moon took this video last night and it's not the first time this has happened. 






41 comments:

  1. I think it might just be a conversation piece. Nice blogpost by the way.

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    1. Well, Glen and I have certainly had conversations about it!
      And thank-you, Mr. P.

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  2. Not I said the fly, unless it's the anti-fox apparatus your chickens hired.

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    1. Heh-Heh. I'm sure they would if they could. Hard to use a phone with talons.

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  3. 37paddington:
    That truck all lit up like that looked like a train. I wonder what it was carrying. Your afternoon with the boys sounds just so wonderful, side-splitting laughs and all. Also, I might be ADHD too because that meme is entirely me.

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    1. It's sort of creepy, isn't it?
      Yes. That laugh with Levon was the best ever. We were choking.
      I figured you would relate to the meme. We are so much alike.

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  4. The video looks like a satellite dish being hauled ahead of that tanker truck.
    I am so glad you rounded up the chooks to keep them safe!
    Good grief ... I would have crapped my undies if a snake ever fell in front of me like that! And, I would be shrieking like a banshee! Creepy crawlies are not my favorites!

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    1. Just watched and rewatched that video and realized that is just one super long tanker truck! No satellite dish, just the front of that tank.

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    2. EXTREMELY LONG TANK!
      As to the snake- like I said- if it had FALLEN ON ME, there would have been a different story.

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  5. I couldn't fathom that giant thing. Unless it's the truck stocking up the you know what store..

    I totally get that thing about upcoming fixtures. I hate evening events because they'll ruin my entire day. Even doctors appointments. I insist on morning so that the day,'s not wrecked. I only recently found out it wasn't just me.

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    1. I guess there are a lot of us with this quirk. Somehow that sort of helps and somehow, it doesn't.

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  6. I really enjoyed reading about your good day - laughing with your grandchildren sounds very sweet.

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    1. It was hysterical! It was a LAFF RIOT! as they used to say.

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  7. well that thing can't be good...night time under the cover of darkness rarely is a GOOD thing. Probably a whole bunch of cloned De Santas asses- that is my guess.
    what a wonderful afternoon with the boy children, now I must hear "the voice".

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    1. I just do not know, Linda Sue.
      And I also do not know if I could do the voice again. I certainly did not consciously come up with it. It just appeared.

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  8. I would be calling the local police to find out. Seems like a truck that big would need permits.

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    1. Vergil did give me the number to call for researching heavy load permits. So- great minds think alike, I suppose.

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  9. No idea on the haulage, but I see it has an escort car behind it with lights, so maybe dangerous? Governmental? There isn't a single marking on the entire length of that container and since it is travelling at night it is obviously meant to be kept secret.
    Your visit with the boys sounds wonderful, all that laughter and the hugs and kisses.
    I'm glad all the hens are in the roost now.
    I have the same "unsettledness" when an event is in the near future.

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    1. Escort cars in front of and behind. And two state troupers. The no markings part if what makes me especially suspicious.

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  10. Never too much nature. Unless it's a snake. Snakes are always too much nature. Especially here. We have evil, nasty, venomous things here.
    A good laugh with a grandchild followed by spontaneous affection is one of the greatest things in life.

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    1. We have the ugly venomous things too but this wasn't one of them. And honestly, if it keeps itself hidden and eats mice, I will be fine with it.

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  11. The video looked like a truck carrying a very long, very wide pipe to me. Don't think I would be too bothered about a snake falling on me, but a big spider......no, no no!

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    1. Don't think it's a pipe. It has all that stuff on the back end. But I really do not know.
      Luckily for you, those golden orb weavers build such strong webs that if you run into one, you just bounce off. So they don't fall on you.

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  12. I'm a list person even now I'm retired, so every night I make a list of what I have to do and where I have to be if necessary, so I'm a bit compusive too. However, if I get 15 minutes weeding done before I have to be in the shower in order to get out at XXX o'clock I feel like I've won the lottery of stolen time! As for that snake ------ eeewwwww! I had a MASSIVE spider on the wall behind me in the TV room last night and of course this morning it was gone. But WHERE????? Actually there is a little trap under the shower and I guess they go there where it's cool and damp, but I kept my bedroom door shut just in case!

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    1. Lists are good. They help me too. But no, I'm not a person who would think, "Oh, I have fifteen spare minutes! I can weed!"
      I wonder why we humans are so scared of spiders. It's not like we don't all live with them, everywhere in the world and they so rarely do us any harm.

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  13. It's so lovely when you connect with your grandchildren.You are lucky to have good relationships with all of them!So sorry about your chickens so many gone. The older I get,the harder it is to accept change and loss-but what is change other than the human condition?We have just sold our house that we have lived in for over 35 years and we are not sure of where we will be next.It's hard to accept,but I just have to have faith it will work out OK in the end.Wendy-South Africa

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    1. You are so right about change. It is absolutely inevitable. And people like you and me are definitely not practicing being at ease when it happens.
      Did you want to sell your house? Is it time to move? Even if it's something you wanted and needed to do, I can see how that would be incredibly traumatic. And yes, it will all work out but I'm sorry you're having to go through it.

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  14. Sweet Jesus! A snake in the house/wall/floorboards. I'd be calling the Swat Team! I can handle spiders and most creepy crawlies, but snakes are another issue. Good for the ecosystem, not so much for homes. When I lived in Miami, I had a scorpion run over my foot in the bathroom. After that i slept with one eye open. LOL. Goes with the territory, I guess. Glad to hear you still had 5 chickens.
    Paranormal John

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    1. I've actually been stung by a scorpion but it wasn't much worse than a bee sting. Still, I'd rather not. Florida is just full of fun stinging creatures and biting ones too, isn't it? I've been around snakes all my life and I have a grudgingly accepting relationship with them.

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  15. That extremely long tank looks like some kind of underground storage container--gas, maybe. Given its length, no wonder it is being hauled late at night. Wonder if they were avoiding the interstate. When they put in a LNG (liquid natural gas) plant near us, they hauled some huge things in. Had to close off traffic on some routes at different times.

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    1. They had to be avoiding the interstate which is less than half a mile from my house. I'm so very curious as to what it was.

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  16. Intense laughter is one of the very best things in life. In just the last few years I started putting casseroles and lasagna and stuff like that into smaller portioned baking dishes, baking one and and freezing he rest for later. And I don't know why I took so long to do that. It is so nice.

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    1. What helped me get started with the freezing is buying small casserole dishes at thrift stores. That lit the lightbulb in my head.

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  17. It's a big ol' tank of somethin'. That's the best I can do!

    Glad you got to share a belly laugh with August and the boys gave you "sugar" (as my babysitter used to call it) when they left. (I am apparently in a very Southern mood today. Possibly your blog triggered it. :) )

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    1. I can't imagine why my blog would trigger your southerness, Steve. Ha! Yes, "sugar" is another word for kisses and affection around here. I knew a lady whose grandkids called her "Sugar." I sort of loved that.

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  18. I am a worrier too and will always fret about an event coming up long before it arrives. "Stupid waste of time" I always tell myself after it is over but cannot convince myself before the event...
    I wouldn't be able to stay where a snake is hiding. I just couldn't.
    Laughing with grandkids is a treat! I had some of that yesterday and it made my day. Happy weekend, Mary!

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    1. It's a good thing you don't live in my house. I can't even imagine some of the creatures that could be hiding within the walls and spaces. As long as they keep to themselves...
      I'm so glad you got to laugh with grandbabies. Isn't it the best?

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  19. My guess about the Mystery Load is that it’s a section of wind tower being taken toward a construction site or transportation hub.

    I’d taken a sabbatical from most blogs for a while, but I’m sure happy that you’re still in Lloyd and still writing.

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    1. It looked more like a tank to me. But who knows?
      I'm very glad that you're happy I'm still here, talking about Lloyd.

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  20. I have some apocalyptic scenarios that might fit, but I'd rather think about your chickens, the fox, the enchiladas, even the snake. This post read like a little story, and I loved it.

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    1. Yeah, me too on the apocalyptic scenarios. I'm trying not to be a conspiracy theorist but...
      Happy birthday, darling Elizabeth! I surely hope it's been a very fine one with cake. Lots of very good cake.

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