The Old Folks Home

[ronott1]

Quote: Yes, It was a joke.

All three of my Daughters are great!

 

[gryeyes]

I collect rocks, episodically. Sometimes one catches my eye and I must have it, without the plan to gather one. Other times I am someplace where I will look for a rock or two to bring home.

My sister collected rocks, too. When I settled her estate, I selected a few favorites from her yard to keep in mine, in her memory. They were cool enough I had actually coveted some whilst she was alive.

I don't do much with 'em. I just want them.

As a side note, my contractor was amazed I made him un-bury and recover a rock he used to fill behind a small retaining wall. It was one from my sister's house. Just a rock... But I wanted it visible.

 

[ronott1]

I collect rocks, episodically. Sometimes one catches my eye and I must have it, without the plan to gather one. Other times I am someplace where I will look for a rock or two to bring home.

My sister collected rocks, too. When I settled her estate, I selected a few favorites from her yard to keep in mine, in her memory. They were cool enough I had actually coveted some whilst she was alive.

I don't do much with 'em. I just want them.

As a side note, my contractor was amazed I made him un-bury and recover a rock he used to fill behind a small retaining wall. It was one from my sister's house. Just a rock... But I wanted it visible.

Rocks!

I took this picture in 2006. I have a framed print out of it in my Office. Do you see my shoe?

 

[dsqard]

Quote: Lower left hand corner?

 

[ronott1]

Quote: Lower left hand corner?
Yes!

I did not realize I had my foot in the picture but now I like it there...

 

[dsqard]

Do I win any prizes?

 

[ronott1]

Do I win any prizes?

That would be a fun contest for a hatch a long. Would have to hide a chicken in the picture though....

 

[dsqard]

Ya mean like this?

 

[ronott1]

Ya mean like this?

Yes! That is a great picture!

 

[superchemicalgirl]

Fam - Welcome to BYC and 'The Old Folks Home', pull up a rocker and sit a spell.....


SCG - That story starts when we arrived at the Chalet and the cat was there to greet us. I sat on the porch with it in my lap for an hour just before dark. As the sun set, it got too cold and I went inside, the cat paced the porch looking in the windows and yowling all night! I wanted to let it in but DH said no (we had been warned more than once that there was a strict no pets policy and that violation meant eviction with no refund.)

When we were loading the car to leave, the cat was weaving in and out of my ankles the whole time. We would have arrived back home (5 hours away) to dead kittens and possibly a dead momma cat, if I hadn't decided to commit a federal offense

and take an 80 lb rock home as a souvenir! DH was so mad that I wanted him to carry that rock up a hill to the car and it was when we opened the trunk that we found the cat.

There were only about 4 houses on that side of the mountain and the closest one was where the cat lived.

I want to see this rock.

Amazing honeymoon story, Wisher! I am also glad to know I am not the only one who likes to bring home rocks.....

I like to, also. One more thing many of us have in common.

So, it looks like some got a lot of snow...but no power outage? That's the best part right there after a storm like that.

Arielle, sooo sorry about your horse. And someone lost a baby chick? And someone lost a pup? Sadness on our posts.

We need a happy post. I know SCG can come up with something. Even through and after a snowstorm..loved the pictures!

Kittens being born in the trunk of a car.. Oh man, I'll bet that hubby was upset. His white shirt? Cat still in labor on the way back? Who in this world could top a honeymoon story like that?! Thanks for sharing. Funny now..ey?

I don't know if I have a happy post... but I'll try.

I loved to collect rocks when I was younger, too. I would bring them inside and put them on my dresser, or on a table, or leave them somewhere because I was a slobby kid.
I brought other rock-like things in sometimes, too.
One day I found these awesome round green things on the ground, brought them in, and put them on my dresser, and then forgot about them.
Until they hatched.
Some fly had laid a billion eggs on these things, or in them, or something.
And my mom is NOT a nice person, and was less of a nice person when I was a kid. I was terrified of this woman. Still am.
Anyway, there were about 3 million flies in my bedroom and I knew my mom was going to freak out. And I was going to be in trouble. So I hid the green things in a dresser drawer.
They continued to hatch.
I closed my bedroom door. Because as a kid, that was a totally logical way of making the flies disappear.
Some would escape when I would go in and out of my bedroom, and they'd escape through the door cracks, too.
My mom couldn't figure out where the heck all the flies in the house were coming from.
Then one day she opened my bedroom door. And was horrified at the fly situation.
Then she heard the buzzing in my dresser. Opened up the drawer and was mauled by flies.
I was not allowed to collect rocks after that.