Friday, July 06, 2012

Snoopervision...the job never ends.

If you are planning on just hanging around...

Watching life go by....

And you decide it would be a good time to take a nap.... 

You can just about count on someone suddenly coming up with something  that you need to do.

In this was snoopervising the installation of a new television set downstairs.

TATE: Looks about right sized...

Smells like the right size...

Hmmm....wonder what needs doing that I should help with.

The head cat boss Hart dropped by to make sure the cat supervision was going OK and that Bernie was going to be able to manage with just one cat helping.

Sound bar...check.
Sound bar cord...check.

This thing sure has a lot of pictures...wonder what they all mean.

HD..Web...Photos...Wireless...50"....what ever that means.

Too much to think about.

Bernie will let me know if he needs any more help....I think I'll just take a little snoooze while he finishes up.

Yes, snoopervision is a job that never ends around here.
Sometimes it feel like a jungle at our place...

Bitsy has taken charge of snooperviseing the jungle creatures.
Because snoopervising is what cats do best.

Well...snoopervising and bringing orange rats to Jill every night while she sleeps.
Bringing an orange rat to Jill is Frenchie's specialty.

(She says she is pretty sure she is the only woman in America who gets an orange rat brought to her every night.  She is probably right about that.)
That is what cats do best.

Wednesday, July 04, 2012

These were the people...

I woke up this Independence Day thinking about the people who were living in the original 13 Colonies on July 4 1776.
Some folks were old, some were teenages, some were toddlers.
Some were parents...who probably wondered what this news would mean for the future of their children.

Some of the people who were "there"...and how old they were on the fateful July 4 1776,  and whose DNA are now shared by my own children were:

James Spriggs      was 42 years old and living in Maryland.
Reason Spriggs    was 10 years old and living in Maryland
Edmond Dedmon was 42 years old and living in Maryland
Comfort Dedmon was 18 years old and living in Maryland
James Sullivan*     was 17 years old and living in South Carolina
James Foxworthy was 16 years old and living in Virginia
Lucinda Tippett    was 16 years old and living in Virginia
Joshua Hays          was 19 years old and living in New York
Martha Loyd         was 15 years old and living in New York
Elijah Gray           was   7 years old and living in Pennsylvania
Mary Moore         was   5  years old and living in Pennsylvania
Benjamin Amos   was   2  years old and living in Maryland
Katherine Wyley  was   2  years old and living in Pennsylvania
David Moore        was 32 years old and living in Virginia
Nancy Moore       was  42 years old and living in Virginia
Abigal Clement    was  31 years old and living in New Hampshire
Sarah Bannister    was  32 years old and living in New York
John Foxworthy   was  49  years old and living in Virginia
Simon Weatherman       2 years old and living in North Carolina
Eli McDaniel         was   7 years old and living in North Carolina
Timothy Dustin     was  33 years old and living in Massachusetts
Richard Morden    was    6 years old and living in New York
George Lasher       was    7 years old and living in New York
Phillip Nottingham was  26 years old and living in Maryland
Ebenezer Newell     was  31 years old and living in Massachusetts
Elizabeth Corbin     was  26 years old and living in Maryland
Benjamin Fenno    was  27 years old and living in Massachusetts

A few people I know were there, but I either do not know what colony they were living in at the time or how old they were:

Samuel Fenno was 60
David Sutherland was 22
Sarah Northcut was 35
William Basham was 66
Eliz Griffen was 6
Phillip Haseltine
Thomas Gillespie
Nathaniel Wyley was in Pennsylvania
Elizabeth Wood was in South Carolina
Joel Odor was in Virginia
Jane Fletcher was in Virginia

*James Sullivan went on to fight as an adult in the Revolutionary War.

How did they learn the news?
What part did they and their family play in the battles for freedom that followed?
Something I hope to research...some day I hope to know...some day I hope I will meet some of these people in heaven and hear what they remembered about that day first hand.

I hope years from now I can tell them that the Nation was still OK when I left it...

Tuesday, July 03, 2012

Vacation Wrap Up

Hot enough for ya?
It has been in the high 90's here since we came home from our vacation.
It wasn't quite that hot up in Park City....

But it was warm enough to make me buy a snow cone.
Usually I stick with cherry/blue raspberry mix
 (very Summery patriotic don't you know...)
This year I gave into a rainbow mix.
The banana flavoring sounded good for some reason.
It was really good.
The only problem was something that I sadly learned as a six year old:
When all the pretty colors of the rainbow are mixed together....

The mix turns a disappointing shade of brown.
So that meant I didn't get a cute (cuter?) picture of a purple or blue tongue this year.
Maybe a theological lesson can be learned here:
The rainbow colors on high are a promise to the earth.
So when they mix together on earth...they make brown, just like the earth. maybe I should leave theology up to other people.

We only ate out four times...twice to the Mexican place on the resort grounds, once to a Thai restaurant and once to a burger joint.
Their homemade slaw and chips were great, as was the barbeque sandwich.

Under the heading of:

You Know You Are In Park City When...

The burger joint's beer list begins with Champagne.
Offered at $250 a bottle.

'Cuz when you are on vacation in PC, money is no object!
At least not for the Sundance  Film Festival crowd...

Yes, it was warm, but whenever we head out for the river I wear long sleeves and long pants that can be zipped off to short pants length.
And a wide brimmed  hat.
Not an especially flattering look but I favor outfits that prevent sunburns and bug feasting when possible for riverside wear.

A prettier photo...the columbine were blooming in an array of color combinations.
I still like the white/periwinkle blue combo the best. 

Another evening of fishing.... 

No catches this time.
I ditched my long pants and went wading.
The water was so cold I don't know how Bernie stood it out there.

We were watched....

Back at the resort a pool side band played some great accoustical music.
Wrapped up in a paro, I danced a few steps as I passed before them on our way back to our room.
I, with notable lack of rhythm, got a round of polite applause from the crowd.
Seriously, I just kinda bounced a bit as I walked.
Didn't take much to get that crowd's approval.

Peony were blooming all around the pool area.

Now they were applause worthy, in my opinion.

Hadn't encountered this peony variation before.
Looks like ribbons are shooting out of the flower's middle.

Friday at 10am we had to be checked out.
Our kitchen...where all that was cooked during vacation was one poached trout, toast and coffee.

Our living room where we watched a movie or two, read and were mostly just plain lazy.

One movie of the movies we watched.
The title translates "With all my heart".
Which meant two very different things to the male and female lead.
 I had purchased the dvd after reading about the opening musical dance number which was amazingly filmed atop of a moving train over five days, with no "blue screen" or any other post production magic.

The dvd arrived the day before we left for vacation.
Turned out to be a great movie...with amazing scenery.

It would be great to just watch the beautiful filming without the sound.

Or listening to the music without the pictures,

 Or just reading the story.

The train can watch it below.
Hang in there past the 45 seconds mark when the song really begins.
After that...this song is one that makes one want to move!
And maybe take up belly dancing!
(The belly dancing woman is quite famous in other parts of the world for her dancing skills).
How crazy daring filming was that?


And this was how the "Exit" scene of our Park City 2012 vacation looked.  Like our vacation, it was nothing fancy...just nice.