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Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Only 50 Miles East o'Here...EDEN!

WHO KNOWS WHERE WE HID MOM'S SNOWSHOES LAST YEAR?

No, we did not nibble them.


Or taste, chew, slice, dice, explore, pee, poo, or in any way - 


WHO KNOWS WHERE WE HID MOM'S SNOWSHOES LAST YEAR?

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WINTER BECKONS: MOM, COME OUT AND PLAY!

Remember when we used to live at the Audubon Wildlife Refuge? We do, too...and our view was a little like this. Now our view is different. We see Adagio Cafe's sign turning, turning, turning...which is not so bad...

Still. Mom remembers how loverly it felt when snow blanketed hilltops and EVERY PLACE, even the San Juan Islands,  promising stillness of all city sound:only the honking of Canada geese, the cry of the bald eagles bringing branches over the pond to bolster their nest, and - one special year -when wild swans flew in during a two-week snowstorm and mom would ski to them, listening in on their pre-dawn and dusk gab-fests...for although geese honk, swans are different. They conversate and gather together to gossip about the swans on the other side of the lake, and each offers his or her opinions on how well the eagles are keeping up their nest, the color of the sky, the crispness of the air, and whether or not they really will fly farther south once the two-week blizzard has blown through. Swans actually talk in a language mom found captivating. And she was able to ski real close to them...almost into them! But we're pretty sure we've already told THAT story...

Do we still miss our old home?

Every day.

Are we grateful for where we live now? Bathed in light, only a block from the best lattes in town? Within walker-distance of everything from the Post Office to the Art Gallery? A cheery smile from every merchant? Knowing that Avellino's vegan, gluten-free baker will save mom's faves until she gets there on weekends?

Every day.

Does mom need to get out of bed and savor life by embracing the impending snowstorm by finding flashlights, radios, batteries, cold-weather boots, and the accouterments that accompany power outages?

Every day. Although right now would be good, too.She only has one more sick day left before the storm...think she better get on with it!

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YUM-YUM CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!

Before you read YumYum's pathetic attempt to impress his new-found soul-mate from Across the Pond, let me, CocoNutPie, FOR THE RECORD, demonstrate the "HAY TOSS" that stunned the world! WHY?

YumYum pretended mom lost this photograph.
Pathetic. No wonder he's been a bachelor so long! Well, remember the "Thrilla in Manila?" (Yes, we were saddened by the recent passing of Smokin' Joe Frazier...though Ali showing up for his funeral demonstrated a depth of compassion often hidden behind the raw, brutality of boxing...but, I digress.) No, I don't! This here girl about to demonstrate RIGHTEOUS mini-hay-bale tossing!
YES!
THIS IS REALLY ME IN OUR NEW GuineaElfVillage Coliseum SHAKE-N-IT!
What you are about to read...just propaganda from a love-sick boy whose heart cannot bear separation from his precious Fairy...perhaps even I can show some compassion for that...just pretend you didn't see the truth, declare him the winner, and let him be macho. Something tells me his darling Fairy is
way too refined to be impressed. I already consider her as close to me as my sister-in-law...awwww. Fairy, I can be sweet and lovable, when not competing.
Love You, Fairy, so just pretend YumYum won...and love him just the way he is.
Truth is, we all love YOU!

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THE GREAT "HAY TOSS" OF 2011!

Hey, Mac, mom's sick today so we can kinda do whatever we want! How's about I spring you and Coconut from your cage to play with me in our new GuineaElfVillage? She's sleeping? FINE!

"COCONUT PIE, I CHALLENGE YOU TO A HAY TOSSING CONTEST TO BE HELD IN OUR NEW WINTER-SNOW HUT, WE CAN USE IT AS OUR OLYMPIC ARENA! WHAT SAY THEE? OH, WHO CARES! JUST TO IMPRESS MY PRECIOUS FAIRY, I SHALL GO AHEAD AND TOSS THE MINI-HAY BALE AS IF WE WERE PLAYING SCOTTISH GAMES!



ERRRRrrrrr....MMMMMmmmmRRRRRrrrr......

                                "UMPH!"

Quite impressive, even if I say so myself...
wonder what my Fairy thinks???

MOM! I can't watch! Flying HAY? What's next? Birds with wings?


EXCUSE YOU, YUM-YUM, BUT DID YOU JUST CHALLENGE ME?


Because, if you think that just because I'm a girl, you can win...

Check out my Righteous DEW LAP! HA!

Calvin: "how come when mom sees her own dew lap in the mirror we hear - "

All in Unison: "CALVIN! Shhhhhhhh! Don't wake her up!"
(That was close!)



"Oh my, then, I'll just hide and be quiet...I can't watch and - besides - mom fell asleep with her hand under my dew lap..."

Calvin the Small, I feel your pain. But I have to look and cheer on CoconutPie for she will be returning to our Cozy Happy Home in good spirits if she wins. And you have NO idea what it's like around here when she gets hormonal and -

Herd in UNISON: "SSSSSHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh!
Has living with mom taught you nothing?"


Since I won, Dear Fairy, may I be your Great American Hero?


Who said you won, YumYum? I'm just getting stretched out!

Maybe Calvin's right, and I shouldn't look, either...this could get -?

MMMMMMMMMMMRUMPHhhhhhhhhh!


I LOOKED, I LOOKED! NOW MY FACE IS STUCK!
BUT WE HAVE A WINNER...
BUT MY FACE IS STUCK.

Actually, that photograph resembled YumYum tossing hay more than Coconut pie. Why? Because mom wasn't well enough to hold the camera steady for the competition, then she couldn't find another photo of Coconut tossing her mini hay bale,
so - in the end - it was mom who cheated!

With her dew lap rocking to-and-fro.

You did not see that,
We were never here,
We deny any knowledge of dew-lappage
and will continue to deny any and all allegations of
speaking to the Press of mom's dew-lappages.
Unless we have a dew-lap-in-Judgement.
In which case we...SQUEEEEEEEEEEE!

thank you.
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