Posted in silliness, Tuesday Chatter, Uncategorized, whatever!

With that thought…

I have little to add to Tuesday Chatter this week.
I think the heat is shrinking my brain.
With that thought…

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Aren’t ostriches the funniest critters?
They have such little heads and very expressive faces
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Their legs are so long and powerful
ostrich-217135_1280too bad they end with such ugly feet!
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They are sort of prehistoric looking like maybe they are akin to dinosaurs.
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I hear they are good parents but I don’t know if that is true,
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but this mama or papa (I am not familiar with ostrich genders
to identify which this is but it looks like a mama to me) sure is
beautifully proud of her chicks.

So that’s what came out of my heat shrunk brain this week.
Do you think when it cools off, if it ever does, I will become swell-headed
or will I remain a shriveled brain?

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Posted in humor, silliness, words

Today is the day…

I’ve got somethin’ to say
bout Bad Poetry Day
Listen and hear
it’s August 18 every year
Give it a try
don’t be shy
See if you can be
a worse poet than me
Do your best
to do your baddest
Try as you might
I know I am right
Fer sure I know
I’ll win best in show
Which will be no surprise
since no one else wants to win this prize

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Teddy is sooooo embarrassed that his mama wrote this
and actually posted it for the world to see.
🙂

Posted in silliness, Uncategorized, words

What day were you were born…

Supposedly the day of the week you were born gives an
indication of your character and future.

There is a nursery rhyme about the day you were born.
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Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go.
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living,
But the child born on the Sabbath Day,
Is fair and wise and good in every way.
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Can you guess what day of the week I was born?
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Wednesday!

I don’t think the nursery rhyme reflects
my character or my life and hopefully not my future.

What day were you born?
If you don’t know you can find out here:
Math Is Fun

Posted in 30 Days of Thankful, NaBloPoMo, silliness, Tuesday, Two Shoes Tuesday

Tuesday, thunderbox…

Do you know what a thunderbox is?

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Have you figured out what it is?

When you do you will

smile

Thunderbox;

a stool enclosing a chamberpot

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a rudimentary outside toilet

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Now tell me that didn’t make you smile.

Some other names used are:

a necessarium
the throne room
dunny
the long drop

In our house it is the potty.
What do you call it?

This reminds me…when I was young and dating I dated a guy that I thought… maybe… was married.
He said quite passionately, profusely, and convincingly he was not married.
Then one evening we were leaving my apartment to go to dinner and he asked me if I had to go potty before we left.
I asked him how many kids he had and did his wife know where he was.
He left, without me, and never came back.
I am thankful for his use of euphemisms.

Today, I think this will do for Two Shoes Tuesday prompts, fast or smile,
and it tells you something about me,too.

Posted in just thoughts, silliness, Thursday, Uncategorized

Thursday, PB&J…

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As I was eating my lunch of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich
my mind started doing its ditzy dance of silly wonderings.

One of the things I wondered was if anyone was afraid
of eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

So off to Googling I went.
Anything you might ever wonder about can be Googled.

There does not seem to be a phobia of eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
but there is a phobia about peanut butter.

Arachibutyrophobia
the fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth

Who knew!

I suppose if you have dentures
peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth could be a problem.
But to the point of phobia?

Well, I do have an unusual fear. A phobia I guess.  
I will keep it to myself–for now anyway…It could show up in a post one day.
In fact it probably will.

Anyway, back to the peanut butter phobia.
I feel bad for arachibutyrophobes.
They are missing out on a wonderful sandwich and
peanut butter on toast and *gasp* peanut butter cookies.

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Today, I think I will Google my fear and see if it has a phobia attached to it.

Photos: Google Images