Monday Mornin' Madness..

Well, not "madness" ..but "Monday Mornin' Blatherings" doesn't have the same elliteration allerterashun  
sound to it..

Just a little of this and a little of that..and a lot of nothing in particular..

Talked to Sister Kathy of the Order of the SullivanSisters yesterday..

 .no not these...

 ..or these..

..ah..closer...

...she's always good for a laugh..no wait..that sounded mean..she always make me laugh at her..what I mean is she says the funniest things..

We got to talking about sugar v/s no sugar and she told me about when she was a Weight Watcher's leader, they did the whole "21 days to make/change a habit" and decided to give up sugar for the 21 days..

Kathy, like me. can let things go if she doesn't have a calendar, so she started marking her calendar with "NS" for the days she accomplished the task..

Hubby Bruce saw what she was marking on the calendar and asked ..

"Why are you putting that on the calendar?"

"So I can keep track.."

"Why are you keeping track of THAT?"

"So I can tell them at Weight Watchers.."

"WHY are you telling them THAT???"

 {this is not Bruce..}

" 'Cos we're all keeping track.."

"WHAT??"

"What are YOU talking about?"

"What are YOU ALL talking about??"

"Sugar.."

"Ooooh.. OK.."

Apparently he thought the NS meant "no s*x" and it must have coincided with his personal calendar....

 {this is not Kathy..or Bruce..just FYI..}

Found a Robin's egg when Emily was here..picked it up. It  had a small crack, and I didn't want it just smooshed on the sidewalk..so I brought it home.  Put it in a paper towel "nest" and put a glass dome over it.

 {this is not MY egg..just a random photo from Google..}

Then yesterday, I found a perfectly formed nest on my walk and brought that home, cleaned it (micorwave for 3 minutes) and now the little blue egg has a nest.  Still under the glass dome and yes, I know it won't hatch..but it's pretty..

 {ditto..from Google..spreading the Google-Love today..}

Sometimes I think my inner child is a little boy who comes home with rocks, sticks, shells, an old coin, a button.. anything that catches his/her eye in his/her pockets..doesn't even have to be shinny..{ an old screen door, a pink drawer from an old vanity..}

Mr. B, if he's looking out the window, says he can always tell I've found something by my grin as I walk up the drive..

But the saddest thing I found yesterday on the other end of the walk was a baby bird, dead, with little pin feathers and their eyes still closed..just laying on the sidewalk..wee little birdie..so sad..

I picked it up with the poo bag (clean) and said good-by and placed him in the refuge bin when I got home..poor baby.

 {this is not me..or the baby bird..}

I hate it when people just walk by things like that...step on them..let their animals pick them up..or dead animals on the road that are there for a LONG time {mostly hit-and-runs } ..just call someone to pick them up..it seems so disrespectful..so sad..

OK..I warned you..all over the place today.

Just remember, if we didn't have Mondays, we couldn't have those glorious Fridays, right??

So..just have a fun Monday..and be respectful of all living {and non-living} things today...

-me