Tip of the hat to Yosemite Sam

One of my dear sisters and I had a good chat yesterday. She told me something I hadn’t known about her before – she loves Yosemite Sam! I knew she loved Popeye, had no idea about Yosemite Sam! I guess it really is possible to love two men at once!

I mentioned that it had been a very long time since I had seen any Yosemite Sam clips, and that I might not even recognize his voice if I heard it! How embarrassing is that? We grew up watching Bugs Bunny cartoons, and Yosemite Sam was frequently the featured nemesis of the clip! So, in the spirit of refreshing my memory, and paying homage to our childhood, I have looked him up on YouTube and found lots of entries with Yosemite Sam. Most of the ones I saw were poor quality, very grainy, and involved Sam getting the short end of the stick with his encounters with Bugs Bunny. Actually made me feel sorry for the poor guy!

I eventually found this video, which I felt was a better quality and allowed the viewer to see Sam in a better setting, where he is just being Sam, without that bothersome rabbit getting the best of him! I decided to include this post and video on my blog, as a tribute to the quirky little guy, and an affectionate nod to my family! I hope you enjoy it!

Musings on High School Graduations

graduation cap (free clip art)
graduation cap (free clip art)

I’ve only been to four high school graduations. My own, and my kids’ graduations. Up until last week, when I was invited to attend the graduation of one of my nieces. Since my last kid’s high school graduation was in 2006, I had anticipated a level of electronic advancement and sophistication that would knock my socks off!

My kid’s graduation ceremonies were held in a large college auditorium. My niece’s graduation ceremony was held outdoors, in the school’s football field.

My kid’s graduating classes were smaller than my niece’s class, so there was time for more entertainment, which included extraordinarily superb live music and videos. Scholarships and awards were handed out during the ceremonies. Apparently scholarships and awards from my niece’s school were handed out previously during a convocation ceremony. The

There were many differences between the ceremonies, which really surprised me. But there were a few common threads – the kids went up on stage to receive their diplomas, and even though the audience was requested to NOT cheer for individual students, and to hold their applause until EVERYONE got their diploma, every single graduate that walked across the stage WAS cheered by their family and friends. And, as usual, the people that were the most vocal, both in frequency and volume, sat right behind ME. Seriously, people, screaming “Boo-Ya” every 90 seconds throughout the entire ceremony was really over the top! I really wished that there had been some type of security to come and escort those people out of the stadium!

I still have a migraine, and it has been a week since it happened! I hope to never have to go to another High School Graduation ceremony again!

 

I Certainly Didn’t See That Coming!

I came across this journal entry earlier today, and to be perfectly honest, I had completely forgotten about this incident! After reading it again today, the memory has come back to me as fresh as if it had happened yesterday, and I want to share it with my friends now. I think it might bring you a chuckle, especially if you know my dear mother.

If my mother is reading my Facebook page, I think she will remember this, and I hope will have a good laugh right along with the rest of us! This absolutely, really, and truly happened!

Sometime in May, 2012:

My mother was bored with being pent-up in the house. She told me that she wanted to get out, and asked me to go with her somewhere – anywhere. So we went shopping at the local Wal-Mart to buy some new shoes, pick up some kitty litter, and a water bottle for the travel cage for our two new kittens.

As we were walking through the aisles, we saw a little boy grab hold of a very large ball from one of the end caps. He lost control of the ball (it was almost as big as he was!) and the ball started to bounce towards us. As we kept walking in the direction of the ball and the little boy (and his mother, who was quite annoyed with him for having grabbed the ball in the first place and his grandmother who was just watching, quite amused) I was planning to bend down, scoop up the ball and put it back into the basket on the end cap.

Ball (free clip art)
Ball (free clip art)

Much to my surprise, my mother quickened her pace and reached the ball before me. Without saying a word, she gave the ball a little kick towards the little boy. Before anyone could react, that ball was airborne!

That ball bounced off of the top of that little boy’s head and right into his mother’s arms! I sure wished that I had a video camera rolling right then! That would have been a viral YouTube video for sure! There was dead silence for just a second, then suddenly (thankfully) all of the adults started laughing like crazy.

people laughing (free clip art)
people laughing (free clip art)

Then my mother cried out “I’m so sorry (amid poorly stifled peals of laughter) I didn’t mean to hit you in the head!” The boy just looked shocked; I don’t think he knew what to do!

high five (free clip art)
high five (free clip art)

But all of the other adults that had seen it happen just kept laughing and laughing.

As we kept walking towards the family, the mother said “I’m sure he’s fine.” As we walked past the grandmother, she looked straight at us, said “good one,” held out her hand and gave my mother a high-five! I never heard a peep out of that little boy the entire time. What a riot!

Easter Crafting

Decoupage Easter Eggs
Decoupage Easter Eggs
I don’t know what it is about spring that excites me about crafting with an Easter theme. I’ve never, ever, liked the smell of vinegar, so I have always hated the traditional Easter egg decorating.

Memories of my loving grandparents trying to get my siblings and me excited about dipping hard-boiled eggs into those little bowls of dye that smelled like vinegar make me cringe. They were kind, and patient, but I was not. After all, I did not like the smell of vinegar, and I did not like eating hard-boiled eggs.

Just the thought of eating something that I didn’t like in the first place, after ruining the pieces of art I was creating after suffering the offensive vinegar smell was just horrific to me! I’m sorry to admit that I was probably a pain in the neck during those times of decorating those Easter eggs!

But I guess that with the eruption of spring flowers, the urge to create spring-related, and Easter-related things gets to me. I try hard to resist, but now and then I succumb to the urge.

A few years ago I was watching a crafting television show on HGTV, and one of the topics was decoupaging Easter eggs. The show inspired me to try my hand at decoupage, and I had all of the supplies that I needed – some old plastic Easter Eggs, some glue, and some pretty, floral wrapping paper. The photo at the top of this page is a sample of some of the results, and I have to admit that I was pleased enough that these are displayed in a glass case all year-long in the foyer of my home.

I just found a YouTube video that demonstrates a similar technique to do what I did, although it is not exactly the same. I’ll admit that I really like the idea of decoupaging the half-eggs, and then filling the eggs with something special, but that is not what I had done. I simply decoupaged the entire egg so that it will never open. I am feeling inspired, though, to do what this video is demonstrating! And adding ribbons around the outside of the egg certainly makes it egg-stra special (pun intended.) I’m just not sure when I’ll have the time to actually DO this.

I will consider taking advantage of the after-Easter clearance sales to pick up some plastic eggs and put them in my craft-room storage closet for when I WILL have time, on a day when my hands don’t hurt too much to take on a crafting project.

Trip Down Memory Lane

Poop cake from Lewiston Maine bakery
Poop cake from Lewiston Maine bakery

A few evenings ago one of my sons asked to me find some photos of a family pet we used to have and email them to him. Well, my photo collection is NOT well organized, and I spent a few hours last night looking through dozens of envelopes of photos from the past. Yes, I found some photos of the pet that I will send to him, but that is not the focus of THIS post. This post is about another photo that I found that brought back some memories from a place that I used to work.

This cake was a specialty cake from a bakery in Lewiston Maine. I don’t know the name of the bakery (sorry) and I no longer have contact with the people who originally ordered it, so I don’t know HOW anyone can order this for themselves. But apparently the bakery had a lot of orders for this cake, and to be perfectly honest I think I would be inclined to order this cake on numerous occasions if I could. But I can’t, so it will just have to be a fond memory of a group of co-workers that got a birthday cake for a person who suffered from severe “potty mouth.” The people who ordered it called it a “poop cake.” Well, actually they used a different word that means poop, but I’m trying to “clean it up” for the purposes of being a “G” rated post.

It really is a chocolate cake, with chocolate fudge frosting with peanuts, plastic flies, and bathroom tissue tucked in and around the top of the cake. And yes, we DID eat it. And yes, it WAS delicious. Some of the co-workers joked about it being “Good ****”

The words around the bottom of the cake plate “Potty patrol” because we were always teasing the “potty mouth” co-worker that we needed to assign someone to help him control his mouth!