I have become my father

Years ago, when I went to the same chiropractor who helped my father, and his father, with their tricky sacroiliacs, I was less than pleased to be told I had the same back as my grandfather. I loved Papa B. dearly, but I knew him as a short, round man, and if I had the choice of which genes to inherit, it would have been his size 6 feet, not his build!

I was reminded of this today when I looked in the mirror before washing my face after gardening. I would like to say that, just as in a novel, my skin was lightly bedewed with an oddly attractive sheen of moisture, but sadly, I had sweat dripping into my glasses when I was outside. Younger me used to be amazed and amused to see my father, and his brother, with the same excessive outflow, thinking it must be a man thing. Nope- genetics.

Thinking of that while I splashed my face with cold water, including my head, because I do wear my hair cut short......just like my father.  Oh no! Planting peas, I was singing, "Oats, peas, beans and barley grow", a favorite of his.  And on the way inside, thinking that a drink would be "wunnerful, wunnerful" ala Pa (and Lawrence Welk).

Luke, I am my father.

And I could do much worse.

A Very Short Tale

J and I got to the Dr's office early Tuesday since they do blood work first come, first served, and we wanted to be first in line at 7:30. Yes, AM.  Fasting blood work to boot.

Anyway.

Sitting in the car, checking out their landscaping, I saw something odd.

Me: "Oh, that squirrel has no tail. Doesn't that look strange."

J: "Isn't that Dave?"

Me: "The squirrel has a name?!"

J: "What squirrel? Isn't that Dave walking by us and getting to the door first?"


When the door was unlocked, Dave held it for us, so we were still first.
 And lived happily ever after.

What did you say?

Ameranth and I were watching TV last night and the Kitchen Cousins were helping out the Mom Cave people. She took offense to 'Mom' Cave compared to 'Man' Cave, asking rhetorically if all women on the show had to be moms?  A: "If I were making that show, I would name it Lady Caves......Um, no I guess I wouldn't."


And a helpful hint- if you notice someone's toothbrush was not in its normal place in the holder, asking "Hey, what happened with your toothbrush anyway?" after they have started brushing, can cause your daughter to step out of the bathroom with wild eyes, her toothbrush frozen in her mouth in horror.
(nothing bad- she used the wrong space herself)

Ameranth is famous (sort of)

Okay, I've been laaazy lately, waiting for sunny skies to perk me up, but something happened today that jolted me into action. Ameranth's story is featured on (our favorite game developer) ArenaNet's blog.

We couldn't mention our visit there until ArenaNet did, so we've been sitting on our giddiness since November. When we were there, we got to play Guild Wars 2, which is still in development and they told Ameranth that they wanted to put a character in game, based on her.  When we played the beta weekend in April, Sectaurs ran across the character and told us where she was, so we got to see her and her hound. Our characters stood around for a bit, in wonder that she really was there.  What a nice gesture of recognition!