Crazy Day at the Rink

Saturday is lessons from 9 - 3  / we had a winter storm yesterday / snow / icy rain / sleet / = slush in all it degrees of slushness ~ frozen hard stiff crunchy slidey slurpy / so ~

Someone in the higher echelon of rink management cancelled classes / told no one until staff turned up for work / o no / but we'll stay anyway we say and Skate for ourselves / oh yes / and if anyone shows up for lessons they can skate too

it's a Free Skate !

most everyone wanted to skate / yes / parents too ? / oh yes / oh yes 

So we had a lot of fun / an unexpected treat /   all the most eager enthusiastic students of all levels from Pre Alpha Plus (never been on skates before ) to Free Style #3 level

Little kids / Big ones too / coming for their first lesson / and we just turned 'em loose

Usually the 1st lesson takes up Fitting Your Boots / Falling Down and Getting Up so we did a lot of that -

So  much more relaxed !  The first day of lessons is usually so tense

Oh and At Last

I am able to execute a rudimentary (slow!) hockey stop

lets see if this thing still works . . . . ?

 stuck stumped stupified stymied

to be continued

loop de loop : potholder binge

now they tell me, exclaims MrsFoley as she fingers the LOOP TIPS advice that came in the latest bag of loops

If the loop is too thick skip a peg / if the loop is too skinny put two skinny ones together

okay

MrsFoley's tip : when they dont stretch enough to go from one peg to the opposite or are misshapen or thready  chain them / roll the chain into balls / weave them into rag rugs

(see MrsFoley learned to make potholders with a little red loom and colourful loops when she was 7-8 yrs old / every few years she honors her inner child with a potholder binge / marvels at what kind of a child she had been to have the patience in this !

it was darn tricky to make those pot holders (i just noticed spellcheck thinks potholders should be two words)

perseverance furthers

today's jottit

abstinence makes the heart grow fonder

six words

did you do your jottit today ?

bouncing back with enthusiasm

we have new goals

#1 clean up the kitchen at night before going to bed

#2 be able to do The Plow "perfectly"

#3 continue The Tibetan Rites : slower and more precisely

#4 use up all the potholder loops (and then you can order more)

okay

all systems GO


Wait Wait One More :

new blog entry every day and one new Six Word Memoir at Jottit every day too

oh yeah

MrsFoley has done flew de coop

she has a little page at jottit :

http://misstickle.jottit.com/

do you forget how to swim ?

~~~~~~~~~~

we dont remember when we swam last

it will come in the the night / smile

when we lived in Vermont our mother came to visit / it was summertime / we decided to swim in paul and phoebe's pond


our mother put on an esther williams two piece number that we had on hand / it was white rubberized satin and the bra part had straps positioned to to fit around the neck forming a sweetheart neckline / the bottom part had a "chastity panel" but mom put the bottom on backwards so the skirt was across her bum

she spashed into the water like a girl / just like when we went to the beach when we were growing up / she loved to splash her arms and laugh at the water / she moved out further into the pretty pond splashing and laughing and soon she realized she was in over her head / she squealed in fear yet spun in the water and splashed all the way back to the grassy edge

gee whiz / we thought she could swim !

she said she could !

http://welcome-to-pottersville.blogspot.com/

http://welcome-to-pottersville.blogspot.com/

this is a blog i read everyday by a man who calls himself jurassicpork

he writes the kind of rant worthy of Gilliard or Horse

he is a lawbreaker too / my favorite kind / when the New York Times put the columnists we like the best behind a subscription wall JP published them on his blog / took some criticism for it / threats

some of us came to read krugman and stayed for jurassicpork

catch him soon / he plans to post more sporadically for a spell (check) smile

no kidding check out jurassicpork at Welcome to Pottersville

hooda thunkit

that thirty years ago i walked the red rebel horse, Valencia, off the mountain and down through the valley / 21 miles / to get ready to be a grandma

that was Moab, Utah 1977

today we are canning tomatoes from the grandson's garden and we will make cucumber soup with cucumbers from his garden

roast some peppers

listening to Al Green Full of Fire / the first music the grandkid ever heard two days old

we danced in the kitchen

indeed

some say ..........

mantras

QUM


heh

in the morning

we thank the grace
of the universe that we
have survived ourselves


QUM

during happy hour we thank god


smile

do you ever feel a tickle

~~~~

do you ever feel a tickle
under your big toe nail

?

(the big toe is connected to your brain eyes ears
(actually connected to every part of you)

the tickle is a twinkle a tickle on the toe
in the mind is a twinkle in the eye

this is the best time of my life ~~~

~~~

MrsFoley declared

i hope i dont fuck it up by dying too soon

(isay! i didnt know i was gonna get arm bags

_)__-_)

ah another day successfully traversed

achievment noted ?

sure, why not

Stability with Flair

(the sanity of serenity
the serenity of sanity)

oh say that sounds like the sweet sorrow of Nirvana

serve with Rummed Cuplets

and Sparkling gum drops

furthermore

when in a quandry
do the laundry

suggestion

when in the mind
all is think
pull the plug
and drain the sink

specialists

we
Skaterina
Caterina Cacciatore
MrsFoley
and
Miss Tickle

are specialists in doing what we arent going to do

~~~~~so there~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

phases dont faze me

if menopause is the pause that refreshes

then the seventease require some refreshments

smart water, please !

when in doubt push courage button

that's my advice

pay attention

make sure you have the right button

the panic button is hiding behind the worry wart



(free advice)