I have always been a little girl...

..in a big(er) body. Well, not always always..

But I always felt inside smaller than I was on the outside.

When Mr. B and I were dating, it was brought to my attention by several of the might I say, more envious of the waitresses we worked with, that he had always been drawn to shorter girls.

I was not heavy at that time, but short? Nah. 5' 5" ..not too tall, but not "petite" by any means.

I tried working on 'short' but never could get it.

I know, I know ..never say never..but short? Seriously?

Didn't happen.

Bygones.

Now, this little friend of Owen's is BIG in a little body..

And because of Owen's love of exploring...Kathy keeps him on a short leash...literally.

That way at the off leash dog park, if she needs to quickly stop his wanderlust, she can catch up with him and step on the leash.

Eh, sounds feasible to me.

But not to this guy. He knows what a leash is for...for walking.

And so he did. Walked Owen. Davey & Goliath...and by the way, Goliath {Owen} is not very big to begin with..

But Polo is a small dog. S.m.a.l.l. Little..the mere essence of a dog..

Did that stop him?

Nope.

Did being short-deficient, vertically enhanced, too-tall-Jones stop me from bamboozling having Mr. B fall in love with me?

Nope.

So, the moral of this story is..uh, you can't get short..?

No, if you're a little dog, go ahead an act like a big dog. You may just be....

Have you ever accomplished something you thought you couldn't?

{Besides being short-er and if you have, I really don't want to hear about it, OK?}

-me

So, didja watch 'em??

The Academy Awards?

Yeah, we did too.

Didja have a party?

Na, we didn't either.

Any surprises?

Yeah, Sandra Bullock - love her and loved the movie, but my vote would have been for Meryl Streep..

Guess I'm just a... Meryl Streep-ple People..

Thought it was great James Cameron's ex-wife did so well..and not just in the divorce..heehee..

Bet he thought he was a 'shoe-in'..heehee..

He wasn't...heehee..

So, in I thought I'd bring you my own version of the Academy Awards....

Best Supporting Role in a Comedy...

Tigger in... The Odd Couple..

Best Make Up..

Dotty..the Freckled-face Fish in.. The Deep

Best Stunt Double..

Neville..playing Norvillle..in The River Wild..

Best Set Design..

Maximilian's Mansion..Beverly Hills Yorkie

Best On-Screen Kiss..

..Phillip and Olivia in Love Story..

Best Costume Design..

Penelope in Jimmy Choo's Moo's - The Documentary of a Shoe Empire

Best Foreign Film Director..

Henri Poulet..for Le journal d'une Poule française Folle

{Sub-titled: Diary of a Mad French Hen}

Best Punk-Hair Design..

The Lebowski Brothers..in The Big Teesny Lebowski(s)

finally, because we're running long on time..

Last but Not Least..

{insert drum roll ...bdddddbdddddbdddddthththtddddididididdbdbdb..}

Best Movie.....

The Three Faces of Eve

Well, there you have it..the Red Carpet..{albeit a little stained..} is over for another year..

See you next year for..... The Animal Academy Awards ..

-me

Disclaimer: All votes (mine) are tabulated by the accounting firm of Schlotsky, Schlotshy, and O'Brian

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OK, I'm not in Ireland...yet..

..but I do intend to go someday..I do.

And in the meantime, I can dream, plan, study, find beautiful photos, learn about my Irish roots...

..and learn to eat the food.

Yes, we all know about corned beef and cabbage..and Guinness..

So today Mr. B and I went to a place called MacCool's Public House and at first I was going to have the ordinary salad..or maybe a burger made Irish by way of Irish cheddar..

And then I saw it...homemade Gravlox and Potato Pancake...complete with a dollop of sour cream..and since I had never had Gravlox & Potato Pancake...

It was yummy!

Mr. B had a Corned Beef Reuben with grilled onions instead of sauerkraut and he said is was really good, too.

And the Guinness was actually Diet Coke for him and iced water with lemon for me, but we were as happy as if we'd had a pint..

It was a beautiful day after yesterday's 6 inches of fresh snow..so I know good and spring and maybe even Ireland is not far away..

One can dream..

Sweet dreams, my friends..

-me

sometimes, I think I have them all fooled...

you know..so that I can get all the benefits?

Am I not being clear??

OK, so lately I think I have been seeing less and less surprise when I say I have a 22..almost 23 year old grandson..

Which is OK..really...I AM old enough to have a 20-something grandson.

And I really don't mind looking my age. Don't necessarily want to look older...but I'm OK with looking like a 60 year old.

And I love it when I can get the Senior specials...10% off dinner...special close-by parking..doors held open for me.....forgiving looks when I cut someone off on the freeway..respectful glances at the gas-pump..shy smiles from someone who is just then thinking about their grandmother..

But what is funny, is that what I see from behind my eyelids, from my point of reference..it not an old{er} person at all....

And I feel like I'm getting away with something..sneaky-like.

And getting benefits.

And that's OK.

So, as they say at the Senior Center...

"OMG! Dude....this totally rocks!"

-me

Is SPRING really around the corner??

hmmmm....we walk every morning and go around a lot of corners...

But just yesterday while the pups and I were doing just that ...walking and going around corners..

..we saw a red, red robin come bob-bob-bobin' along...

{ I dunno, maybe his little feet were cold...}

So, maybe ..........

no, not this guy..I think we'd  freak if we saw this around the corner...

Hope hope hoping you'll find YOUR spring just around your corner :-)

-me

Oh Canada!

Have you ever found cousins you didn't know you had? From another country that you didn't expect?

I have. Guess where from...go on..guess..


OK, OK, here's a hint..look at the blog title...huh? huh?

OK, another hint...

Meet Wilf & Jane - they are just some of my Canadian cousins.

You are sooo good at guessing!

From Victoria...doesn't that just sound lovely? It is.

Seems one whole branch of Daddy's Mother's family settled in Canada! Who knew?


So, I have found I share a paternal Great-Grandmother with many, many, many wonderful cousins, second and even third cousins..

Huh..seems the world just may be a little smaller..

I still think if I had ever met my Great-Grandmother, I would have been her favorite...

Yep, I do. Don't ask me why..

Well, go ahead......



..it's because, what's not to like.

So there you have it.

Have you any stories of finding family? In another country?

This family tree business is really something...

-me

Welcome to the 21st century, Sister GeraldineMargaret..

Yep, my sister is on Facebook.

Facebook!

That may not seen so monumental or earth shattering or even a 'biggie'..

But you don't know Gerri..

It's not that she's incapable, or she can't learn these things..she's incredibly smart..

She's just, well, to say stubborn is like saying Arizona's hot in the summer..yeah..like that.

She just doesn't give a fig about technology. Hates it. Doesn't have time for it. Uses it only when there's no other logical alternative..

And I don't really know how she feels about figs..maybe in cookies.."Fig Newtons - it's not a cooookie..it's a cake" (said in an English accent, please)

It may be the whole "progress" thing..she moved from her little horse property in Gilbert Arizona..

 {not that she had little horses..just not BIG land} because they were putting in sidewalks..

"Sidewalks?! What's next....PAVED STREETS??!!"

She stood at the counter and talked on her cordless phone for years..

...c.o.r.d.l.e.s.s. you can move AND talk..

..the concept was lost on her..

And I think she's the one who taught me the trick about putting black tape on the flashing "12:00" on the VCR..

Yeah, that Sister of the Lace Curtain Irish Cowgirls..with no use for technology..

And now she's on Facebook.

And just finished 8 weeks of radiation for breast cancer..started the day after our brother's passing..

how's that for being thrown into the 21st century?

And yet she remains steadfast in her role as 'rock' of our family..and I have never been prouder of her..and I have never loved her more..

And now I can invite her to all the senseless apps and time-wasters on Facebook..

And she can find her Mafia name, her real age, how lucky she is on a day-to-day basis, raise animals in Farmville, join causes that are nothing more than a ploy to get your email address and accept 'friend requests from people she will never know or remember ever knowing.....

It sucks to have me as a little sister, huh?

heehee

:-)