Our daughter and son decided to do a make over for us with my extra bedrooms. They have been a great help to get the projects done in a quick fashion, transforming a cluttered room into a kewl computer room and the old computer room into a walk in closet... now who needs that many clothes?... Eeek, I have that many and then some. I have enough clothes to wear something different for each day of the year - twice. Our daughter takes the cake on shoes. She has more shoes than my feet will ever care to visit with.
My latest addition to my walls is a really kewl cuckoo clock I bought at a yard sale. Yes it works and it actually cuckoos, (yeah ... like I needed anything else that was cuckoo.) It is really a feature to my eclectic flare of our home. If my husband goes cuckoo from it then I will frame him as well and place him on the wall too.
It is nice to be different, at least I think so. I may decide to dance naked under the moon again if it stops being so humid and rainy. I wonder if what would happen if I were in someone's watermelon patch and decided to take a magic marker and make a smiley face on all the watermelons. Do you think they would mind, not the watermelons the people who owned them. Do you think they would smile too? I saw some the other day at Thompson's produce market in Charleston - no not with smiley faces but with big and small yellow spots all over them. I asked what was with the polkadots. They said they were called moon and stars watermelons that means, they were also yellow meated.
Do you know the difference between the red watermelons and the yellow ones.... simply cut a few pieces and stand in a dark closet or become blindfolded and taste away. You will find there really isn't a difference except to the perception of the eyes. Now I say lets get a honey dew to go along with it, then we will have a traffic light, hey that's an idea, the costs are low and they are brightly colored.
The last watermelon we had shared with our kids and their spouses and our granddaughter, we all had a great time spitting the seeds at each other. Yeah OK, so some of you may think it's gross but you better watch out, you never know who may be waiting outside your door with a mouth full of seeds.
I think for the fourth of July that everyone should get one of each and take just the ends and make water ski's out of them. or take some small ones and make a hole in them like a shoe and have a watermelon race, since everyone already knows how to do the crawl. Let's make this a champion seed spitting holiday.
Don't you just love it when I jump from one subject to the next. Yeah, me too. It drives me crazy. This way I am not the only one going crazy, I am taking all of you with me. I know my editor is laughing at this very moment and saying how nuts I am. That's OK because he had to read this and decipher what I wrote before the spell check gets it.
So, as I slowly sign out of this article, I will simply say, that not everything we see blowing in the wind is a piece of paper. It could be the soft gleam of a friendly furry smile saying thanks for caring enough to stop and rescue me. Sometimes kids have the exact idea that really works and they are as tickled about you liking it, as you are about getting it done. Watermelons are a feast of their own kind and a weapon in the silliest of events. Cuckoo clocks are a "tickle my brain" thing as you try to catch that little bird jumping out it's window and knowing it will never say Cuckoo for Coco Puffs.
So basically keep your heart as soft as a kittens purr, share your ideas and listen to others, spit as many seeds as you want because you never know which one may grow, and never ever try to catch a cuckoo bird.