What? Me Worry?

I heard a gentle tapping at my chamber door,
I saw only this and nothing more...

This is Anita tacking up mosquito screens in the "fortochka" in her chambers. She did mine and the kitchen too. Now as you approach our place on a sunny day and look at the windows it's like we've got the place charmed to protect us against the evil eye, or it looks like typical Elbownian village window decorating trim. I'm trying to say that she used lots of tacks. But no problem, we are likely disbanding these digs soon, so use up everything, eat all the canned goods then we don't have to move them. So then why put more equity into the place, I mean the screens? I didn't mention that to her.

I took the picture after I scolded her about climbing up onto this disaster. I never climb up onto stacks of rickety chairs. I'll tell you why:

It happened when I was two and a half. It was Saturday morning after my breakfast time, but my parents were sleeping in. In the kitchen I saw the box of Cheerios up high in the cupboard and arranged two chairs on top of each other and began the ascent. I and the stepladder arrangement came crashing down and I howled. My dad came to the rescue. He picked up the pieces and told me to never never put a chair on top of another chair and climb up there. Then he made me a bowl of cereal.
I never did it again.

Only this and nothing more...

Stork in the Nest

Storks almost always use the same nest year after year. People are happy to have them return in the spring, and it's considered good luck to have a stork nesting by your house.
One place I know used to have storks come every year until something happened which the storks didn't like, and they quit coming. But we just visited this place and the first thing our friends told us is that the storks have returned. It made me very happy to see that, they had been gone for maybe 4 years, but they were compelled to return because they knew it was their home.

Navel fleet

Never mind...

Offensive post?

Sorry for offending the sensibilities of my gracious readers with my last post. I can't fix it until I get to a computer with cookies enabled. I didn't mean to be gross; I just got carried away

Suspenders, Leotards and Lintcollectors

I used to wear leotards (I don't ever remember them called "tights") in kindergarten. I hated them because they were always sagging down and they didn't stay up around my whole anatomy. I was always tugging and yanking on the elastic waistband and then I had to like wiggle around to get them yanked UP... so the answer was suspenders. They were more utilitarian than cute. I don't remember them having a cute design on them or anything like that. If I wore them under my top I couldn't tuck the top in, only the part over my belly and the part over my bum, so I didn't do that very much. If I wore them over my top everyone knew I was wearing suspenders, which was not a great big deal in kindergarten, but you had to pretty much keep your pullover tucked in all day.
Well fashions change and suspenders have gone out of style for my age group The style now is lintcollectors. It should be obvious to the world that you have a lintcollector and it should be evident to anyone who cares if it is an "<" or an ">". On crowded transportation you could get any number of navels of strangers in your face. I've noticed the women who wear these things try to surreptitiously yank them up too, kind of like what I learned in kindergarten.
This trend calls for specific clothing. Now the waist starts somewhere above the pubic bone and below the hips, and blouses and T-shirts and tops reach about below the bra line. I didn't have anything like this in my wardrobe until the last pair of nylons I acquired, (A likely dumped them on me). And now I need suspenders again.

Did you know that

Kobe Bryant is fluent in Italian? It's true. I know because Anita told me

playground toys

I took these pictures last week at a kindergarten. The colors were so overbright and weird that they remind me of intense childhood memories.