I have been pondering my changing that shovel list nomenclature. Nobody came up with any suggestions so it's on me to pick a new one. (shovel list...oh the self inflicted pressure) one last time!
So I sat back in the dark in my bedroom, all electronics off, deep silence and decided that after attempting to empty my brain of all thought, that the first image or thought that leaks in will be the new label. And the first thing was 'penguin'. Why? sigh
Now don't get me wrong...I love penguins. In fact I do consider the penguin my spirit animal, with good reason.
At the influenceable age of 12ish my mom took us girls (Stan and Dad were still in Smithers) to the zoo in Stanley Park. We were seeing animals we only knew existed because of the Encyclopedia Britannica, the only book other than the bible we were allowed to read according to our cult. Monkeys, polar bears, seals, otters etc...and penguins.
When we reached the penguin habitat they were congregating on some rocks and squawking loudly in the only way penguins can. For some reason their squawking reduced me to uncontrollable explosive laughing...which I could not stop. I am not sure why they made me laugh so hard. I have heard penguins lots of times since and I don't get it. They aren't funny. Maybe the way they waddle but squawk? Not so much. But at 12 it did and penguins became my collectors items, my many gift themes for birthdays, my writing paper motif etc.... I even have a salad bowl that has a rim of penguins three inches higher than the rim, standing in a circle all around the top. And I still have it, stored safely in the shed.
So (penguin list) it is. So from now on when I mention something happy or successful or interesting to me or whatever positive thing that is written, (penguin list) will follow.
Today is hair cutting day for Ange. I guess her hair has grown to a length that drives her nuts so off it must come. In fact I think she is really getting it cut off..pixie cut. I am so jealous!
I would give my feet, (they hurt all the time) so pretty self serving, to be able to cut mine off. But...have you ever heard the expression pin head? Between my fat torso and the hump from scoliosis in my back and no neck, I am the perfect candidate for pin head. I know I don't have a ton of pride but even I have a certain low I won't go to!!! I'd look even more like Quasimodo than I already do..hahahaha!!!! But boy it would be nice to be hair free and get my Sundays back. Yes, washing my hair process takes a whole day.
Thats it for today. Have a great life til next talk!!!! TFL & TTYL
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