Saturday, May 29, 2010
...and your mother makes you wear army boots!
Do you ever remember telling someone they were ugly and their mother made them wear army boot. We did it all the time, my sisters and I that is. Well today my pretty boy, with skinny feet, and very particular with his socks, "wears army boots" he's not ugly as a matter of fact, I'm not sure why the Queen didn't show for the graduation ceremony, but she was a no show, and missed my boy marching around. It's amazing, those sloppy, scrawny, students of 3 months ago, marched up and down, in sort of straight rows, and swinging their arms in unison. Everybody's shirts were tucked in, hair combed, shaved, the pants were in the waist, where they belong. And while I'm hating the prospects of a soldier in my family, he is wearing army boots on his skinny feet, and there is nothing I can do about it. So There!
at May 29, 2010
This is our pet cat, he lived with us for 18 years, adopted from a shelter, best cat ever. RIP Keahan
This is a teacup my aunt Julia gave me, it's very gold. When we were very young, my sisters and brother and I, all went to Polish ...
I've been in a reading slump. I swore in this 150th celebration of Canadian confederacy I would only read Canadian authors. And I h...