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July 22, 2015 I'm going to start today to record on a daily basis whatever happens to strike my fancy. So, it is a very cool breezy day. I just posted 5 short book reviews to The Monthly Reading Challenge. I'm suppose to put away some winter wood today from the woodpile outside but I'm playing hookey from work to write so starting this blog will get done. I'm having a daily fight with a flock of English Sparrows that are trying to take over my barn. They are making a terrible mess so they have to go. I have destroyed several nests so far they don't leave but they get out of the barn when I am around. I'm just starting the fight so I guess I don't know how far I have to go to discourage them. I'm trying not to spread myself to thin on WDC because I find so many things that are interesting here and I am trying to work on a new story. I really enjoy sitting at my desk with a cup of tea and reading blogs on WDC. |
 It rained for 3 days and nights here. Then, the weather went to 40 degrees and stayed down. Thursday and Friday cloudy skies, cold. Suppose to rain again Saturday.  Time to bring in all the houseplants that went out on the balcony for summer. Time to put up the weather windows on the porch and balcony. Oh bother!So, It is a good day for humor. The grade school I attended was a nice brick two stories with a basement. If there were more floors I didn't know about them so, don't call me and correct it. Anyway, the grade school put on plays for the PTA depicting things we were learning in school. We were practicing our play about pilgrims one day. A tall girl from the class was the mother. I got the part of the girl child because I was about a third of the size of any other student in the class. (correction: there were some other small students but, probably not as rowdy as me?)  The stage had a small room on each side of it where participants could wait until their turn on stage. The rooms had swinging doors for quick entry and exit. I was suppose to run through the door onto the stage slide across the floor like and energetic child. Yell "mother, mother, guess what." and stop in front of the other girl, who was playing mother. The Janitor oiled the wood floors that morning. So, I ran through the door in my sock feet, slide across the stage, wiped out the mother, we both ended up on the other side of the stage flat on the floor. Everyone in the auditorium was laughing but the teacher who was waiting in the side room with a script to prompt students and did not see it. She was concerned in the extreme, "What happened," "Is anyone hurt?" After that we did not practice after a fresh floor oiling job. |
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