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Summer Photos

Posted in Entertaining at Home, Flowers, Garden, Musings, tagged , , , on August 14, 2012| Leave a Comment »

Sometimes, when the sun is shining, the sky is blue and the weather is that perfect degree between pleasantly warm and scorching…

You just have to grab your camera, go outside and capture everything you see!

She Who Loves Summer

 

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Liar, Liar

Posted in Captain Cavedweller, Entertaining at Home, tagged , , , , on August 8, 2012| 1 Comment »

“Liar, Liar, pants on fire!”

In the sparkly pink world that exists only in my head, where I prefer to spend a lot of my time, people are honest. People do the right thing. People are honorable and truthful and kind.

Then I get blindsided with reality and it makes me sad. And angry. Really angry.

I can’t tell you how many times over the years I’ve heard my dad say “that’s just not right” in reference to something someone has done that is wrong. I not only inherited his optimistic outlook on things, but also his way of thinking that people should just know right from wrong and do what is right. People should be honest. People should tell the truth.

People lying really gets to me. I can put up with a lot of nonsense, but bold-face lies throw me over the edge every time.

Last week, Captain Cavedweller was in a traffic accident. It wasn’t his fault. He made every effort to get out of the way and prevent the accident from happening. Unfortunately, the other driver did not. The driver apologized, shared their insurance information and went on their merry way.

Now, the other driver is claiming CC ran into them.  Their elaborate fabrication of the truth is nothing like what really happened. In their story, CC was exceeding the speed limit and ran right into them. In truth,  CC saw the vehicle crossing the center line and pulled as far off the road as he could coming to a complete stop, wedged next to a guard rail.

It bothers me the other party is blatantly lying. It annoys me that they are trying to scam the insurance company. It makes me irritated that, because of their falsehoods, we are left short a vehicle that was very much needed at our house.

What makes me livid beyond belief, though, is the fact that they are defaming CC. He is one of the most responsible, careful drivers I know. He is also as honest as the day is long. It make me feel like a mama bear with a cub to protect thinking about the nasty, stupid lies they are telling about CC trying to keep from getting in hot water with their insurance company.

My hope is that they will be proven wrong and the truth will be made known.

She Who Wishes People Would Just Do the Right Thing

(The saying “Liar, Liar” supposedly comes from a poem written in 1810 by William Blake)

“The Liar”
Deceiver, dissembler
Your trousers are alight
From what pole or gallows
Shall they dangle in the night?
When I asked of your career
Why did you have to kick my rear
With that stinking lie of thine
Proclaiming that you owned a mine?When you asked to borrow my stallion
To visit a nearby-moored galleon
How could I ever know that you
Intended only to turn him into glue?

What red devil of mendacity
Grips your soul with such tenacity?
Will one you cruelly shower with lies
Put a pistol ball between your eyes?

What infernal serpent
Has lent you his forked tongue?
From what pit of foul deceit
Are all these whoppers sprung?

Deceiver, dissembler
Your trousers are alight
From what pole or gallows
Do they dangle in the night?

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Sunflowers and Summer

Posted in Garden, Home and Garden, Musings, tagged , , , on August 7, 2012| 2 Comments »

I don’t know what it is, but there is something about sunflowers, particularly against the backdrop of wheat fields and blue sky that just screams summer to me.

It probably harkens back to the days of my childhood when wheat harvest was an important part of the summer activities I tried to avoid. The edges of the fields often had volunteer sunflowers waving their bright little heads in the breeze. I always thought they were cheery and fun. My dad thought they were just one step above noxious weeds.

Regardless, they are a beacon of summer and simpler times that yank me back to summer days spent outside, covered in itchy wheat chaff, spending time with my dad.

The other day I was out snapping photos of a garden that is absolutely amazing and lovely and they were actually growing sunflowers in the garden.

And the flowers were bright, cheery and…

made me smile.

She Who Gets Nostalgic Over the Strangest Things

 

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Panting Lizards

Posted in Captain Cavedweller, Musings, tagged , , , on August 6, 2012| Leave a Comment »

It’s been hot in our little corner of the world the last few days. Mercifully, not as hot as other parts of the country, but plenty toasty just the same.

A few weeks ago when Captain Cavedweller and I went out of town, we decided to stop by a zoo. It was hot that day, too.

As in roasting.

As in sweltering.

As in suck the air from your lungs suffocating.

As in part of me is still melted back by the giraffes and zebras.

Walking around the zoo, hot and dazed by the oppressive humidity, we didn’t see many of the animals. The only ones who seemed to be acting with any degree of normalcy were those in air conditioned buildings like the birds and meerkats above.

(On a side note, the meerkats are industrious and highly entertaining to watch).

We saw the giraffe family, one which seemed to have a tongue at least three feet long as it stretched to get leaves out of the tree.

We saw lions and tiger and bears, oh my. Except the lions and the tigers were hot and panting in the shade. This sloth bear was the only one moving around and he was moving as fast as a… sloth.

These little guys were to hot and pooped to even eat their breakfast. They just hung out by the food, begging for popsicles.

Not really, but if they could ask, I bet they would have.

The striped hyena was showing about as much enthusiasm as I was feeling at the moment. Did I mention it was hot and sultry and miserably warm?

This guy was moving faster than me by the time we got to his display.

The Komodo dragon was outside, sprawled out, panting and cranky (somewhat like I felt by that time). He gave all new meaning to phrase panting like a lizard on a hot rock.

And oddly, I wanted to join him.

She Who Will Not Be Touring Any Zoos During a Heat Wave Again

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