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bacon

Bacon in my Bloody Mary?

Bacon in my Bloody Mary?

Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge: 2016 Week 22

bacon

Not sure if everyone else will find this odd, but I did. Not being a big Bloody Mary drinker, I’m probably just not hip on the varieties! Celery…sure. Olives…OK. Hot pepper…didn’t love it. Bacon??? That’s where I draw the line.

Pretty sure this could have passed for a full meal. Bottoms up!

bacon

From Cee:

Meaning of oddball
noun – a person or thing that is atypical, bizarre, eccentric, or nonconforming
adjective – whimsically free-spirited; eccentric; atypical

sunrise

Silent Sunday Sunrise

Silent Sunday Sunrise

sunrise sunrise

sunrise

sunday sweetness

Sunday Sweetness: Itsy Bitsy Spider

Sunday Sweetness: Itsy Bitsy Spider

I found this gem for some Sunday sweetness while searching through old videos with Emma. These are handmade props which I tried to perfect, market, and sell, but I gave up. Maybe someday I’ll revisit that project!

Emma gets a kick out of seeing her former self. I just get nostalgic and weepy. 

fly a kite

Action Shot

Emma can fly a kite like a pro! And I can get a good action shot, if I do say so myself!

Let’s Go Fly a Kite

Lyrics from “Mary Poppins”
Composed by Robert B. Sherman and Richard M. Sherman

With tuppence for paper and strings
You can have your own set of wings
With your feet on the ground
You’re a bird in flight
With your fist holding tight
To the string of your kite

Oh, oh, oh
Let’s go fly a kite
Up to the highest height
Let’s go fly a kite
And send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is clear
Oh, let’s go fly a kite

Let’s go fly a kite
Up to the highest height
Let’s go fly a kite
And send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is clear
Oh, let’s go fly a kite

When you send it flying up there
All at once you’re lighter than air
You can dance on the breeze over houses and trees
With your fist holding tight
To the string of your kite

Oh, oh, oh
Let’s go fly a kite
Up to the highest height
Let’s go fly a kite
And send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is clear
Oh, let’s go fly a kite

fly a kite

sad sunday

Sad Sunday

Sad Sunday…

This week, I heard of the passing of three people to whom I am connected. Two of them are old friends and one is the son of a colleague. I haven’t seen either one of the friends  in years, but thanks to the magic of social media, I’ve kept up with them a bit.
Mikey Glasgow, husband and father, lost his long battle with cancer at the age of 51. I knew him in San Diego, where he was friends with two of my brothers. We always had a little “thing” for each other but never really acted on it. He was my tour guide whenever I made a trip out there. He took me to the San Diego Zoo, one of the best in the country. I will always remember that day. RIP, Mikey.

sad sunday
David Morley, husband and father, took his own life. He suffered from Disembarkment Syndrome. He is married and has four sons. We went to high school together in the early 80’s. He was a good guy in high school and from the messages I see from his current friends, it looks like that hasn’t changed. My heart breaks for his family.

sad sunday

Lee, a five year old boy, died from Timothy Syndrome. His mother is a fellow Fundanoodle Ambassador. I never met either one of them, but I am a mother and can imagine the devastation.

sad sunday

Love and light to the  families of these angels.