Marcia Clarke – See, Snap, Write!
The Weekly Photo Challenge: Hands– Here is my contribution albeit a bit late! Hands at work doing what we like to best, snapping pictures!
I missed the “Blue” weekly photo challenge, so here is my belated contribution. LOL
Blue made me think of my hubby, as this is his favorite color. Shirts, cars and other assorted blue items quickly came to mind. I thought of gathering a few of his shirts (there are a lot of them in various shades of blue) along with pictures of his cars but then quickly tossed that idea aside and came up with this instead.
I love the way this little house looks; anytime I go over the bridge I see images of me in a little house such as this one, only at the beach.
Today is our granddaughter Elisa Londyn‘s first birthday, and as the saying goes “time flies when you are having fun”, and what a fun year it has been!
Ms Elisa, mom and dad’s “little nugget”, and her grandparents’ delight is a bubbly, always smiling, happy baby girl. She began walking about a month ago and is now into discovering everything in her path. She is also “talking”. Grandma now needs a “baby talk” dictionary, because Elisa keeps talking (to me and everyone else) with her beautiful expressive eyes while pointing her hands, in a rapid fashion, while repeating “pata, pata, pata, pata…” I am trying to decipher the meaning of “pata, pata, pata, pata”; the hand movement thing I will attribute to her Latina roots, the rest is a mystery to me. LOL!
Elisa was born on Memorial Day last year so we marked her first birthday with a traditional barbecue at Orlando‘s Moss Park this past weekend, a fitting theme for the occasion. Here are a few pictures of the birthday picnic in the park. Elisa must have been in “baby heaven”…both sets of grandparents were in attendance along with Mom and Dad, cousins and friends; how cool is that? As you already know, I was in Grandma heaven!
Happy Birthday little Miss Sonrisa!!! Abuela loves you!
A friend forwarded this video to me today, and I was speechless after viewing it. I encourage you to view it, it is very brief; but so full of wisdom I decided to share it with you.
A good reminder of the power of words, be kind to one another, because… We just don’t know how lucky we are!
What is it about it? I am talking about cars, trucks, any kind of motorized vehicle that gets a man salivating at the thought of having one in which to spend their (and our) free time, tinkering under the hood.
This love affair started, for my husband, when he bought his first car—a brand new 1974 Ford Maverick, blue of course. The excitement and anticipation hung in the air as seen through the wide grin, which seemed permanently etched on his face. The moment he signed his name on the dotted line at the dealership, I should have known it would be a lifelong affair.
Fast forward to 1990, when we moved from New York to the Sunshine State, and where we would need to obtain another vehicle, because we sold the Maverick in anticipation of the big move south. We bought two cars that year, one for me, the other for my hubby. This being the West Coast of Florida, not Miami or Tampa or any big city for that matter, the only way to get around required we each had a vehicle. However, this is not the story about my vehicles, which I consider basic transportation and not a member of the family, but about the hubby’s love affairs with his cars. So on with the story, LOL
As I said before we bought two cars that year, only one of those two is still with us twenty-two years later—you guessed it, not mine. The slightly used, less than thirty thousand miles when purchased, 1988 Mercury Cougar Blue Max sedan, blue of course; is still among us and has received so much pampering I’m amazed that I am not jealous. Every move we have made, the Cougar has been there, and to make matters worse, since 1997, a Ford Explorer SUV, blue of course has been keeping it company.
Not only there is a Ford loyalty issue at stake here—there is also this blue thing going on. Now that I think about it, it is an all-around blue thing. Hubby loves blue, too much if you ask me. Shirts, if he goes shopping for them they will be blue—basic, light, dark royal, navy, pastel, blue-green, any and all shades of blue. If there is any other color hanging in his closet, it is because I went shopping not him, OMG!
For years he has spent so much time and money on that Cougar, I swear it is his mistress. (Note: I am not complaining here, better his mistress be a car than a woman). Still, I have been harping on the fact that both the Cougar and the Explorer need to go; they are excessively old in-car years or is it dog years? Anyway, he keeps telling me they are “classics” and I keep telling him that he should get in touch with Ford and cash-in his loyalty card, he should ask them for a spanking new Ford SUV in exchange for his lifetime loyalty, there must bonus points for that.
What do you think? I say Ford owes me, for putting up with this affair with their two cars, for so long. Right?
Chica on the Move 