Monday, April 8, 2013
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
St Patrick day story
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| Misfit Island pet mom |
For me dear Ol’ Ma, on patty’s
day.
While
walking home one evening I stumbled upon a leprechaun passed out in a Bush, what
luck, I thought once he sees I’ve caught him he’ll have to give me his pot
of gold. I roused the little fella “gotcha!”
I said “I lassie that ya do indeed” he
said while rubbing his brow. “I’ll gladly
take ye to me pot O’ gold, but first could ya be kind enough n let me stop at
ol’ Mary’s diner for a bit of corned beef and cabbage?”. “Why not, I said you look like you could use
a bite”. So off we went my little green
gold mine and me. Who knew a leprechaun’s
could eat so much, I thought. After an hour so, I had to usher my little bank
account outside so we could continue on our journey to find my gold.
We
started walking again. “Oh my dear lass”
He said “I’m feelin a bit parched’ as he put his tiny hand on his throat ”would
ya be mindin if we popped into this pub for a pint?, “Then will be off again. “I
promise ye” he begged .
“Oh
okay then, but just one”.I cautioned. So
we sat down in the crowded pub ordered two pints, when they arrived my leprechcon raised a toast to me and my good
for fortune. Just as I leaned down to
click his glass. He jumped up to click
mine and Bam! Hit me right in the
forehead. I went down like a sack of
Irish potatoes. When I woke sometime
later, I had been enlisted onto an Irish drinking team .Ding!, a bell rang and
my teammate nudged me, soon pints of beer slid in front of us. We downed them as fast as we could, one after
the other. It seemed to go on and
on. Finally, another bell ding! We won! we won !said my little green
companion. “Ye are me very own good luck charm lass. “
Guess
what we won…. yup more pints. Quickly I realized I needed to unload all that
beer, while I waited in the long line for the ladies room. I started hopping around trying to hold my
bladder. Unfortunately my tiny drinking buddy thought I was dancing and dragged
me by my pant leg onto the dance floor
to do the Jig. Whirling and reeling around and around, I could feel all that beer sloshing around in
my stomach. Well I had enough. I pulled my little friend away. “ Let’s go” I
said
“ I fed you, paid for all these drinks now
let’s go get my gold.”
“Make
me”. he slurred, raising his tiny fists
up.
Laughing,
I responded “Are you kidding me, you’re
like a foot high”.
“Really
now” He snarled “Well you’re an Amazon”
“Now
listen you little troll” I growled back
“Who
you be callin a troll” he yelled as he
swiped his tiny fist in my direction.
“Ha! You missed.” I said, making him even more angry.”
O’ Fatty” he hurled at me, so I shoved him with my foot
“ouch!” I yelled as he bit me on the shin.
“That’s it, you Gay- per-con” I taunted
“Gay! ya callin me Gay?” he said pounding on
his wee chest.
“
Yea” I said” Brite n gay, just like the
song… you must be, you fight like a girl ,hang around all those rainbows and
I’ve never seenor heard of a girl
leprechaun”.
It was after that we began brawling on the
floor.
“That’s it !” the pub owner yelled, “out! both
of you out! ” So we found ourselves
outside on the street, dusting myself off.
I said now!, now will you take me to my gold.
Deflated, he replied “Yes lass I will, I will.”
We
walked and walked, through the night, through the rain, through the valley and uphill
stopping at the top just as the sun came up. There we stood there watching the
most beautiful sunrise I had ever seen just then right, before us, a rainbow
appeared. My heart raced, I was soon
going to have my gold, I couldn’t believe it.
While I was gazing at the rainbow my
leprechaun was puffing away on his pipe.
Soon we were engulfed in a huge cloud I couldn’t see anything, then suddenly
images of Banshees, shamrocks , snakes and Lucky charms started swirling around me.
”
damn it” I realized this was a smokescreen , dizzily I took a step backwards
and felt myself falling, then rolling, till finally my limp body rested with a bang! Against a large stone. shaking my head. I was soon able to see I was right back where
I had started, the very place I had
first found the leprechaun laying in a bush . Alone I staggered home. It wasn’t
long before I realized no one believed me or my storey, and how could they, I
had no proof no leprechaun and no gold.
I
ended up with only a bit of clover in my hair, beer and smoke stains on my clothes
and a tiny bite mark on my shin.
Freck-n–
leprechaun
Love ya mom
Cindy
While
walking home one evening I stumbled upon a leprechaun passed out in a Bush, what
luck, I thought once he sees I’ve caught him he’ll have to give me his pot
of gold. I roused the little fella “gotcha!”
I said “I lassie that ya do indeed” he
said while rubbing his brow. “I’ll gladly
take ye to me pot O’ gold, but first could ya be kind enough n let me stop at
ol’ Mary’s diner for a bit of corned beef and cabbage?”. “Why not, I said you look like you could use
a bite”. So off we went my little green
gold mine and me. Who knew a leprechaun’s
could eat so much, I thought. After an hour so, I had to usher my little bank
account outside so we could continue on our journey to find my gold.
We
started walking again. “Oh my dear lass”
He said “I’m feelin a bit parched’ as he put his tiny hand on his throat ”would
ya be mindin if we popped into this pub for a pint?, “Then will be off again. “I
promise ye” he begged .
“Oh
okay then, but just one”.I cautioned. So
we sat down in the crowded pub ordered two pints, when they arrived my leprechcon raised a toast to me and my good
for fortune. Just as I leaned down to
click his glass. He jumped up to click
mine and Bam! Hit me right in the
forehead. I went down like a sack of
Irish potatoes. When I woke sometime
later, I had been enlisted onto an Irish drinking team .Ding!, a bell rang and
my teammate nudged me, soon pints of beer slid in front of us. We downed them as fast as we could, one after
the other. It seemed to go on and
on. Finally, another bell ding! We won! we won !said my little green
companion. “Ye are me very own good luck charm lass. “
Guess
what we won…. yup more pints. Quickly I realized I needed to unload all that
beer, while I waited in the long line for the ladies room. I started hopping around trying to hold my
bladder. Unfortunately my tiny drinking buddy thought I was dancing and dragged
me by my pant leg onto the dance floor
to do the Jig. Whirling and reeling around and around, I could feel all that beer sloshing around in
my stomach. Well I had enough. I pulled my little friend away. “ Let’s go” I
said
“ I fed you, paid for all these drinks now
let’s go get my gold.”
“Make
me”. he slurred, raising his tiny fists
up.
Laughing,
I responded “Are you kidding me, you’re
like a foot high”.
“Really
now” He snarled “Well you’re an Amazon”
“Now
listen you little troll” I growled back
“Who
you be callin a troll” he yelled as he
swiped his tiny fist in my direction.
“Ha! You missed.” I said, making him even more angry.”
O’ Fatty” he hurled at me, so I shoved him with my foot
“ouch!” I yelled as he bit me on the shin.
“That’s it, you Gay- per-con” I taunted
“Gay! ya callin me Gay?” he said pounding on
his wee chest.
“
Yea” I said” Brite n gay, just like the
song… you must be, you fight like a girl ,hang around all those rainbows and
I’ve never seenor heard of a girl
leprechaun”.
It was after that we began brawling on the
floor.
“That’s it !” the pub owner yelled, “out! both
of you out! ” So we found ourselves
outside on the street, dusting myself off.
I said now!, now will you take me to my gold.
Deflated, he replied “Yes lass I will, I will.”
We
walked and walked, through the night, through the rain, through the valley and uphill
stopping at the top just as the sun came up. There we stood there watching the
most beautiful sunrise I had ever seen just then right, before us, a rainbow
appeared. My heart raced, I was soon
going to have my gold, I couldn’t believe it.
While I was gazing at the rainbow my
leprechaun was puffing away on his pipe.
Soon we were engulfed in a huge cloud I couldn’t see anything, then suddenly
images of Banshees, shamrocks , snakes and Lucky charms started swirling around me.
”
damn it” I realized this was a smokescreen , dizzily I took a step backwards
and felt myself falling, then rolling, till finally my limp body rested with a bang! Against a large stone. shaking my head. I was soon able to see I was right back where
I had started, the very place I had
first found the leprechaun laying in a bush . Alone I staggered home. It wasn’t
long before I realized no one believed me or my storey, and how could they, I
had no proof no leprechaun and no gold.
I
ended up with only a bit of clover in my hair, beer and smoke stains on my clothes
and a tiny bite mark on my shin.
Freck-n–
leprechaun
Love ya mom
Cindy
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Monday, February 25, 2013
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Superstorm Sandy......aftermath
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| Misfit Island pet mom |
We here in NJ and our neighbors on the east coast really got hit hard , as I write this my thoughts are of those who where lost and those still trying to survive.
As always with most things in life even through the worst of times there can be some humor.
So I'm including a few exerts from my diary.
10/30/12
Day two of hurricane sandy . Cable and internet went out just as the storm started. Haven't seen any pictures, but the radio says its bad.The family is grateful ,we have power and are watching DVDs to pass the time.We heard they cancelled Halloween.
11/1/12
Three Days without TV,or internet, running out of DVD's and we are now turning on each other.
11/3/12
Mom called this morning to remind me that six days was long to be without cable. She never lost hers and was trying to be sympathetic. I informed her that I was past being grateful ,past "but others lost so much"and am now just bitter. I know, I know But i couldn't help it, I wanted TV and internet I needed to know what was going on out there.......
She then announced my father had just returned with bus tickets to Atlantic City casino's . "Oh that's just what they need at the hurricane ravaged jersey shore I said "A bus full of old people waving quarters"."You two are gosh darn super hero's,saving the world one slot machine at a time."
I didn't hear anything on the news ,But I could imagine the bus doors swing open, slowly they creep one by one down the steps, some toting oxygen tanks,walkers,canes some pushing wheelchairs ,but none moving fast enough to ruffle their capes .
But they came ,these hero's, the grey and white hair brigade, with pacemakers charged,orthopedic shoe's and alarmed pill dispenser cases. They came to do their part and save the Jersey shore with fists full of bus tokens and brandishing all you can eat buffet coupons.
and I thought...
On the statue of liberty it reads
Bring me your tired your poor,your huddled masses
send these the homeless,tempest tossed to me.
I really don't think she meant on a casino bus, from old people town.
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