The Silence of Swinging

Sailing through the air
On the breath of the breeze
Her eyes wide
Take in the moment.
My heart still skips...
At each new height.
Her laughter rings at
Some unspoken thought.
My heart still breaks
For each silent word.

Listen Up All You History Lovers...

     Quirky and I have been studying Ancient Mesopotamia the past several weeks. We have read book after book, watched video after video, and worked on project after project. I like to think she has learned something...at the very least how the inventions of the great civilizations that developed there have bearing on us today.
     In all the information that we have gathered, from all the different sources that we have used Quirky learned something that I didn't know...

Happy Halloween!

Hello out there and Happy Halloween! Do you have your kids costumes ready yet? Are you well prepared...Oh I bought that weeks ago or did you dash out at the last minute with that crazed mom on a mission look in your eyes and terrorize the shelves of your local Shop to You Drop Super Center? I kind of fall into that last category...except with a slight twist. What do I mean you ask? Well...

MMMM...Something's Fishy Around Here

      Dork, Quirky, and I went out to lunch today...nothing special just lunch at our local cafeteria. Nerd that I am I got really excited when I saw fried green tomatoes on the bar. It brought back memories of my grandmother. When I saw them I could almost taste them...the subtle taste of

The world is a stage

and your parents are the captive audience. Our house has a cat walk or balcony if you will...a glorified hallway that connects two bedrooms and a bath. More importantly though it has for many years served as Quirky's stage. Here she has performed for a sometimes willing audience

Flashback Friday.....Grooving to the Music

           Just about a half hour ago I sat in my favorite chair flipping through the pages of a newly arrived magazine and glancing out of the corner of my eye at Quirky. Dancing. No...Dancing is not quite the right word. Let's see...what does she call it?

Throw a Fit Thursday...

          or at least that is what I feel like doing. Inside my house is a gated community...the real estate formally known as my kitchen and laundry has turned into a full time gate controlled
 nursing home for my geriatric dog. My slightly crazy dog (otherwise known as Oscar Fido at www.themisadventuresofoscarfido.blogspot.com ) is getting old..and even more crazy...or is it senile? I really don't know...all I know is that after cleaning up poop again and cleaning the floors again...I really and truly just wanted to through a fit. Like a two year old kind of fit...the gonna make the people stare kind of fit...