Posted in Fun, Humor


The random things you find mixed in at the local family grocer. And no, it wasn’t the only tin for sale. And yes, I bought it….too random to pass up. 😉

Have you seen anything funny at your store lately that made you say “oh wow” or pause for a second? It’s the beginning of a new week, let’s see if we can start it with some funnies and a few laughters.

Have a great week everyone. ♥️

Posted in Animals, Humor, Pets

“Bember” and the “Fairy Garden”

“Bember” has become a regular and visits each day. Although she lives outside, she spends much of her time just hanging out whenever I’m on the patio. I have gone as far as feeding her occasionally, but not on a regular basis. I don’t want her to forget her hunting skills and be dependent when I return to the states.

Bember has found herself a “Ruling Rock” (a place from where she seems to oversee and rule the garden) near the fairy section, and the magical mushroom forest. It is also where I feed her and where her dish is.

Bember was sick a few days ago and she had been sneezing for awhile. But the other day, a discharge was draining from her right eye and it was nearly closed. Only a slit remained open and I felt so sad for her. I fed her right away in the hopes to provide nourishment for a quick healing. It helped and the next day her eye was nearly back to normal. Today, two days later, it is completely healed and she brought me a thank you present. A dead mouse… 😳. To her dismay, I was not so thankful and had a talk with her. I told her that I appreciate her gratitude, but that she doesn’t have to do this in the future again. Like….EVER, EVER, EVER again. Yikes…

Posted in Animals, Humor

A new friend

A new friend has moved in, and quite honestly I’ve been looking for this friend since I got to Germany. I had a few close calls of seeing one, but in the end I missed the opportunity and never actually saw one. This is so special because I have never seen this friend anywhere else other than in Germany.

I remember back to my childhood as I was still living here. It was a warm summer day as I was walking home from school. I noticed something near the sidewalk and walked towards it to take a closer look. Almost completely curled up I found an injured animal. It appeared that it was hit by a car, and his nose was bloody. I wasn’t sure if he was alright, if he was in shock, or if he was dying. I had no clue how long he had been there, and it was hard to tell with the blood how extensive his injuries were. I picked him up and carried him all the way home, with my bare hands and without injury or pain. He knew I didn’t want him any harm and he relaxed. From there, mom came quickly to my aid and made a batch of chamomile tea. The chamomile tea would serve as a healing potion and a way to cleanse the bloody wound. After further inspection, we detected a gashing wound to his nose, and decided to keep him for awhile. He needed a break and someone to nurse him back to health, as he would be unable to feed himself for awhile. Daily I would feed him milk with the help of a doll baby bottle until he progressed to eat the worms mom would gather in the yard for him. This was not her favorite thing to do, and she got grossed out hacking the worms into bite size for him. It makes me smile these days to think of it. Not for the poor worms but for mom doing what was necessary for another to survive. We would keep him in the garage and each morning engaged in a game of hide and seek before school. He was hiding overnight and it was my turn to seek and find the little rascal. He used to find the most unusual of places to hide, such as grandpas shoes, and we had a couple of close calls.

If you are still wondering about what, or who I’m talking about, then please let me introduce you to my pet hedgehog which I later named Fritz. Nursed back to health, Fritz one day came to school with me for a presentation of show and tell. He got to sit on the Pult (the teachers desk) while I read my essay about hedgehogs. One by one, each kid came up to the desk to take a closer look, to touch Fritz and explain how cool he was. I was truly the hero for the day with my unusual pet friend Fritz.

Fast forward to my current time her in Germany, the backyard at mom’s house was like a jungle. It had always great meaning to her, but the signs of years passed, unable to tend to it were very obvious. The middle walkway was completely covered and it looked like tall savannah grass along with other various weeds. It was funny to watch Bember came through the grass, like a lioness through the savannah, all you could see was the grass moving until she finally emerged at some point. A wild tree (Mom doesn’t remember ever planting one) was going haywire and needed trimming badly. All weeds and branches were collected in a pile to the garden entrance to be hauled away at a later time. Until it happened and the noise of breaking twigs and rustling leaves came from the pile. Snorting sounds and further excavating noises followed. I knew what it was, and my wish finally came true, the waiting of a new friend moving in was finally over. I placed a bowl of cat food and cut up apples near the pile entrance and I have yet to get a good look and a picture for you. What I did get is special hedgehog food made out of meat, insects and eggs. Yummy.

Looks like Bember has a new friend and I hope her and Betsy will get along. 🦔 Yes, I already named her.

Posted in Family, Humor

Meet the mechanic

A special present arrived today and I am now the proud owner of my own bicycle. I plan to become good friends with it and ride it as often as possible to offset the times of sitting and to get some exercise whenever my joints allow me to. I know there can be too much of a good thing and wear and tear, but there is also the saying “If you rest, you rust”. I guess once again it comes down to balance and listening to your body.

I put the bike together as best as I could by myself. There really wasn’t much to do other than put on the pedals, tighten the saddle and install the front wheel. All I needed was air and I felt pretty good. After scheduling a quick appointment with my mechanic after soccer practice this evening, I rolled the bike to his house for further inspection and to fine tune the brakes. “Oh my god, quick, take off the front wheel, luckily the brakes are not broken” he almost yells. It takes a moment to understand him telling me that I assembled the wheel backwards and the disk for the brakes is on the opposite side of the brakes. I finally realize the severity of my mistake, but luckily I only pushed the bike and didn’t ride it to his house because the air was low in the tires. I have to laugh but he insist on a “Phew, you got lucky”. He must really know his stuff and I believe that I did get lucky that the air was low. Otherwise in utter and complete madness I might have ridden the bike and broken the brakes. I’m impressed and no wonder he is the # 1 fix it guy for the family.

Meet the mechanic ~ Noah

Posted in Fun, Humor

Doctors orders

A little humor has never hurt anyone and this one was too good not to share. Please read this wise man’s advise, and choose at your own risk. I think a nap sounds great and I’m still needed around here. Have a beautiful weekend everyone and be good to yourself. Hugs….😉

Posted in Humor, Mom

Virtual makeover

I used an app for fun today, to give Mom a virtual makeover. I think the fun was on me since Mom turned out looking pretty much like me. After all she was right with saying that I look more like her than Dad. Hahaha. I showed her the picture and she just stared at it, not recognizing herself. Finally after a moment of silence she said “That’s not me, where did you take this picture of yourself? Are you wearing my Pajama?” 😂

Posted in Humor

Seeing things again

I’m a goofball by nature and I love to laugh. Count me in if there is silly humor to be found and don’t be surprised if someone refers to me as a big kid. I know that I inherited the humor from my Dad’s side, and to this day something kicks in whenever I feel sad emotions creep up. I usually can combat them by trying to cheer myself up. Any which way I can, I will try to pull myself out of the funk because I don’t like to feel down. I don’t like to fight and I don’t like to go to bed mad, with issues unresolved. I don’t feel at peace that way and I can count on it to wake up in the same manner. I like things to be resolved and I don’t like to hold on to negative energy. I like to let it pass through me instead of harboring it. Sometimes it helps and I manage to save myself, other times I crumble and the load is to heavy to be dismissed. It’s seldom, but it happens. Last night was such a moment and I needed a release. There was not one thing particular, but the overall burden that caught up with me and I fell asleep in tears. I woke the same way and shortly afterwards was right back wanting to cry. I had no time and got called into work early. I had to swallow my feelings. Later at work, I cried again, learning about the passing of Ryder, a Shiba Inu that I had closed into my heart. I hurt to learn about the news, for Ryder and for his humans that have to cope without him. I’m so sensitive to animals being hurt and passing, I struggle to see them on the side of the road as roadkill. My heart sinks and I feel sick to my core. There are times I would gladly lose anything just to help and change the faith of an animal. But this is not at all what this post was meant to be.

Life is tough and shit happens. Sorry for the language, but sometimes you just can’t call it anything else. What I meant to write about is that I think the world needs more laughter, and we need to take every change we can to find it and to laugh from the heart. This is where my goofball nature comes in and prevails most of the time. I like to laugh and I enjoy making others laugh. I think we had a good laugh and plain clean fun with my recent “All eyes on me” post where the pansies were staring back at me. Luckily many of you saw the same thing and even thought it was Ewoks staring back. Thank you for restoring my believe that I haven’t gone insane. Yet. Muahahahhahahahaaaaa, but I made a commitment to myself and to you that I would not only share my journey, my photography and inspirational pieces, but also bring more laughter to this blog in the hopes to make you smile. So here it goes, what better way to start the week and this Monday off as with a little humor….but be forewarned as I’m seeing things again.

On the lines of Ewoks and Star Wars you might know the “caretakers” and “Porgs” from the last movie. Personally, (remember that I like silly humor) they were my favorites and made me laugh out loud. I loved the scenes with the Porgs and the caretakers, so it shouldn’t surprise you that I got a stuffed Porg for Christmas. It’s actually a dog toy, but who cares? I actually would have to fight the dog for that toy and I would put my own scent on in to mark it as mine. Don’t ask where that came from, I actually don’t know and don’t want to further contemplate on how exactly I would do just that. Back to the story. I love to rub the Porgs belly since there is some sort of parchment paper underneath the fur and it makes the comforting sound of rice paper for me.??????? Another unexplained phenomenon, I’m not sure if it triggers some kind of memory or where it comes from and why.

I decided to bring the Porg along for a hike the other day. En Route to the destination, I sat him onto the dashboard in the Jeep. Every once in awhile I’d grab him and rub his belly to make the comforting sound. Instead of being happy that the little Porg got to go for a ride, he seemed rather ungrateful. No matter how I situated him on the dashboard and what I did, why did he always appeared to be giving me the finger? You see it right? Come on, you can’t leave me hanging now, you stuck with me through the pansies, you surely must see the Porg flipping me off. As of now, his future is uncertain and he is under house arrest if he can’t behave in public.

Posted in Humor

All eyes 👀 on me

After the last few tough days, I think a little humor might be in order. I’m either delirious and tired, posting what I’m about to, or…well I don’t know what else. Clueless maybe. This might not be my typical post, not saying I can’t be funny and have funny posts, I just might actually post these hilarious nuggets and easily amused pieces all too seldom. Change must come in the near future and I think Luna will just might be a part of that.

Ok tonight’s funny came from going through pictures for a post. I didn’t find the pictures, but I felt watched. Am I delirious, or do you see it? Stop and stare….

Posted in Animals, Humor

The new Tenants

I got new Critters for Roda’s Critter Challenge this week and I have new tenants who are not even paying rent….

I heard it first a view weeks ago and it startled me at first to be honest. My house has two stories and I was upstairs getting ready for work. Above the second floor is the attic and me-myself, I have never been up there. There is no floor from what I know, just insulation and beams that run across and in other words, you could easily crash through the ceiling if not careful. I think I pass…for today anyways. There is probably spiders up there too and it is one thing I won’t do. I scream and it is the one thing you can make me really mad about. Chase me with one and our friendship most likely will end. It’s that serious and it dates back to a spider jumping on my head as a child. Yikes I don’t want to get sidetracked and I definitely don’t want to recall that moment.

I was in the bathroom, sitting at my build in vanity when I heard it, and something ran across…well…whatever it ran across…upstairs. In the attic, in that space you can’t even stand upright and have to crawl. Silence, and nothing more happened. I didn’t know what to think. Where monkeys scaling the house and sitting on top of the roof? I even went outside, stepped back, looked from all angles and saw absolutely nothing. My first thought was consumed with rats living under the roof. How did they get up there? Where they inside the walls? My thought process was most likely provoked by one too many shows of “Turtleman – Call of the Wildman”. Pure amusement, until now of course that something was running around in my attic. The thoughts continued as I visualized Turtleman pulling up sounding his typical call of a true wildman. Ok that’s enough, I’m bringing it back and no further noises were noted. I couldn’t be sure of what it was I heard, but it sounded close, within inches away from me. The thought of a rat crashing through the ceiling was less comforting, but for the moment I was safe again as all went back to normal. Life went silent up in the crawl space…

Days went by and no rats crossed my mind. It was quiet and life was without any creepy incidents, until of course it happened again. The same thing happened and I chased the noise out of the bathroom, down the hallway, into the office. Silence again, as I stood and listened with anticipation. Nothing…

The same would happen one more time, but in this incident I got bold and tapped the ceiling with a broom stick. I was forceful and careful at the same time, if there is such a thing. There was a scatter and then I heard the sound of pigeons or doves, and there were lots of them it seemed. I’m not sure where and how they have entered, but it appears their home is now under the roof out of the elements. I can’t really blame them and I think there is a broken vent screen on the side of the house. I have seen them approach from that way and although I have to get this fixed and evacuate the pest, I’m comforted it’s not rats. There might still be, you can never know, but I rest my mind imagining doves spreading peace upon my house.