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Several family members are the crafty type, I typed in Arts and
Crafts and found over a million results for crafts ranging from fashioning
headbands to carving elephants on a gift box. The
elephant signifies power, commitment, strength and royalty. I really should
research some images to make sure the finished product would be an accurate
representation…Click…
Did you know that elephants are the first wild animals to
understand pointing? I smiled. It reminded me of a dog I used to have, a mixed
terrier named Stinker Bell. When
I wanted her to see something I would point to it but instead of looking into
the direction I was pointing, she just looked at my finger. “Look!” I said excitedly but her eyes
remained glued to my finger. Ultimately,
I would put my hands on the sides of her head and aim her line of vision.
Eventually she would either see what I wanted her to or it would be too late
and she would completely miss the point of interest…Click…
I just checked out points of interest in Egypt. Pyramids, temples,
King Tut exhibits and the Red Sea.
It seems ancient Egyptians knew a lot more about our endocrine
system than first suspected. They believed that our pineal gland located in the
center of our brain is the portal that our soul passes through from life to
life. Meditation can
stimulate this gland and provide answers to questions about the existence of an
afterlife. I really have to get back to meditating. I wonder why the Egyptians
scooped out and discarded the brain when bodies were mummified if the pineal
gland was so important? I just found some Pineal Activation Cream. It is said if
you apply it to your third eye, you will be much more open to psychic
experiences. That would be awesome, then I wouldn't have to guess what everyone
wants. I just bought some...Click...
Wow, someone has invented a build your own potato gun with PVC
pipe and a rudimentary combustion chamber fueled by hair spray and ignited with
a barbeque lighter. The
demonstration video is quite impressive. This gun is capable of mashing a large
russet baking potato against an abandoned car window effortlessly. Might come
in handy if you have a lot of dinner guests or enemies for that matter. Raw
potatoes would leave real serious tater knot on your head. Click…
My sister and I got a Mr. Potato head for Christmas one year. The
bug eyes always scared me. We
had a Mrs. Potato head too. I
think this is why so many women believe they need lip augmentation. They played
with Potato Heads when they were little. Have you even seen the lips on Mrs.
Potato Head?...Click…
My mother used to make the cheesiest potato pancakes from leftover
mashed potatoes. Yum. Even though she’s been gone a long time, I still think
about her cooking. The taste of her Sunday pot roast with homemade egg noodles
sticks like a magnet to my mental refrigerator…Click…
Isn’t it funny how some people get into a routine with their
weekly menus? Growing up, Monday was spaghetti, Tuesday was pork chops and
gravy, Wednesday was chicken, potatoes and canned corn, Thursday was meat loaf,
with roasted vegetables, Friday was fish sticks, and Saturday was hamburgers. My father was an excommunicated
Catholic due to his divorce but I can think of a multitude of other sins that
he could have been excommunicated for. There’s little worse than a bitter
Catholic. I suffered from second-hand Catholicism growing up; it’s many times
more carcinogenic than second hand smoke. I think the only commandment he
threatened us with was, ‘Honor thy Father and Thy Mother’ and that was the end
of any possible conflict. Even
though he was dropped-kicked out of the church (can you believe they used to do
that?) he never ate meat on Friday. Maybe he was afraid he’d go to hell. As a
child, I promised myself that I would never develop menu monotony after I grew
up but I can’t count the number of times I would be stirring spaghetti sauce and
suddenly realize it was Monday…Click…
It is often said that more bad things happen on Monday than any
other day of the week, heart attacks, accidents, long lines, rude clerks and
memorials. Monday night football used to drive me batty…Click…
Good Grief, I forgot about decorations! So caught up in holiday
shopping that I need to buy a tree and replace the ornaments that I accidently
gave to Goodwill last January. …Click…
Man, this online shopping is for the birds. I can’t see that it
has saved me any time at all! Sitting in front of the computer for hours and
not have ANYTHING to show for it, well, sounds like a typical day for me. There
isn’t enough time to get gifts shipped on time now so it looks like I will be
out among the throngs again, pushed, shoved, stepped on and honked
at...Click...
Sigh, I have to admit, I do love memories made during the holiday
season…Click…
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