Last week – no actually it’s been a couple of weeks ago now – I visited by daughter and brought home with me two of her cats – the one from Thailand, Nong, has become my lap buddy, and this morning is the first I’ve had in awhile where she is not taking up the keyboard space on my lap, so I think it’s time to share my world with Melanie and all of you – or those of you who care to read.
Is it better to suspect something (bad or hurtful) and not know or to have your worst fears confirmed by sure knowledge? I think it’s better to know – most of the time. It does depend on the situation – I don’t need to know if the woman across the street is saying snide things about me. Well, unless she’s repeating things I may have said in confidence, because in that case I’d want to know so I’d be able to confront her and then share no more with her. I guess that means it’s better to know. Period.
What makes you laugh aloud? Crack up? Laugh until your sides split? When was the last time you had a great big belly laugh? It’s sad that this happens so rarely anymore, but when it does I’m usually with my kids and someone says or does something inane that strikes us as so very silly – then laughter comes and hangs on and on. Bliss.
Do you suppose Noah had woodpeckers in the ark? If he did, where did he keep them? Apologies to the Darwinians in the crowd…this is merely for fun, okay? Well of course he did. All of God’s creatures are equal, remember? Although my personal opinion is that some of them should not be – this applies to small, irritating creatures like mosquitoes, houseflies, etc.
Why is “Charlie” short for “Charles when they are the same number of letters? Ummm. There are a lot of things about our language that make no sense to me. This is one of them. Perhaps it’s supposed to be less a short cut and more a casual as opposed to formal thing?
What happened in your world this past week that made you feel thankful, joyful or grateful? The Nong cat decided she could sit on my lap. The Shasta dog sniffed the Nong’s nose in friendship. I’ve had nearly daily text conversations with both Kat and Gep. The other cat, Queso, who is from Korea, makes me happy when he lets me get closer to him, although it’s never close enough for touching. He’s not a people cat apparently.
She is such a helper.