Seven maybe eight

It's time to fess up.  There was not just one hamster.  There was like seven or eight.  Yes, I am one of those parents that replaced lost pets in hopes I would never have to deal with the aftermath of a loss.  Fish were easy.  Hamsters way harder.  The kids paid attention to what they looked like.  Finding matches was not easy.  Finding the bones left behind by DC was harder.  That dog must have eaten at least three.  Those damn little animals would chew the plastic on the tubes of the cage and DC would patiently wait their escape.  Then it was game on.  

I would get off work early and go to the pet store for a replacement.  Many times I had to tell some tale to the girls to buy me time for a suitable replacement.  He's at the vet.  He is with his friends.  Actually he was bones in the closet.

The final lie was told not by me but my husband.  Somehow it made me feel better that we were in this together at the end.  Yes when we moved Daddy said he let the last hamster, or rather the only one (clears throat), out into the woods to live free.  Chances are some bird of prey got him, we did live in the boonies.  

Well, although my heart was in the right place, I was less than honest.  I find solace in knowing many a hamster got a taste of life outside of the pet store, if only to fight a battle to the death with a great black monster known as DC.  May Heaven have those hamsters ganging up on that dog even as I write this. 

The Narrator

So Emmy and I are having one of our transcendent conversations and suddenly she says, "if you had someone narrate your life would it be Morgan Freeman?"

Good question Em.  

Me: Nah, it would be some with a British accent like Jude Law or Paul Bettany.

Em:  I want Boris Karloff.  The voice of the Grinch. 

Of course you do Emmy, of course. 

I like it and I'm proud

Yep, I like generic root beer.
I liked college cafeteria food.
I enjoyed school lunches.

It was a great day when I had 45 cents and could buy lunch at school. Square sausage pizza, corn, and a milk.

I love liver sausage and ham salad.

We used to go to the local deli in the 90s and he would make ham salad right there for us for lunch and then sell us another half pound for later.

I think I will go to that deli tomorrow and see if they still make it.  What a great day it may be.

Must be the equal day and night and lack of tilt of the earth today to orbaway from the sun that made me think of this.  Nah, probably just because it's the first day of Spring.

It's only been a WEEK?!!!

 

Geez you get a little grumpy when you don't eat sweets for a week.  Have a Snickers.

I WOULD if it wasn't LENT.  I should have been totally selfless and committed random acts of kindness like giving other people Snickers and me eating one too.  I really need to put greater thought into this next time! 

Is it too late for a mulligan? 

Lent Day 3

So today I was taking a walk at lunch when I came upon a dog who was getting ready to attack this guy.  I stealthily started coming up behind the dog to try to scare him enough that he wouldn't pounce, when all of a sudden...

Hey do you smell chocolate?  That smells great I'm gonna go see where that is coming from.

Lent Day 2

Have given up sweets for Lent.  Not sure it is a good idea.  Starting to feel the burn...  Stay tuned.  38 days to go...

Topsail

Twenty plus years ago we would spend a week each May on the North Carolina coast with the extended family enjoying the beach and our teeny tiny children.  A week of fun for $254.

Emmy is getting ready for Spring Break so we brought up the Jolly Roger and the fun times we used to have that she was too young to remember.  They may go there, they may not.  It was fun to recalll Emmy's fuzzy hair blowing in the breeze and Erin and Erica playing Power Rangers in the motel parking lot.  I have pictures.  Our hotel was right on the beach.

I think the time is coming when we may once again have an extended family vacation but with my teeny tiny grand kids...that would be fun.  We will see.