...the more they stay the same. A paradox I have lived with my entire life. You would think I would learn to save my blogs before walking away from the computer but nooooo.. I often forget and I loose all the things I just typed out.
brb - saving draft
*whew* saved. Why has it come to this? because its not pen and paper. Once you put something on paper its there to stay however with blogging you have the option of deleting rather than using whiteout or scribbling over your typos trying to fix them. So here I am
brb - saving draft
... saving my drafts in case the computer decides to close this page.
The work I am doing I thought it would be a huge change but when I think about it I am still doing the same things I did for years. Customer service, teaching, art and sitting at this computer as usual trying to creat more work for myself. I have been working on a project with a friend so I am hoping that when we are done I wont have that compulsion to add more and more things to my calander. I can only go in so many directions.
This morning I was treated to something rather unusual. At first I thought I was under attack but once you find out what happened you will probably think I am the biggest sissy ever.
I had some garbage to take out before the truck made its way here and as I was walking though the gate I saw a little black squirrel sitting at the end of the walkway beside the house. As I approached he turned and looked right at me. Ummm rabies perhaps? No...if it was then he would be running towards me. So I walked slowly towards him, after all he was standing in the middle of the walkway. He didnt move and instead of making an effort to scare him off I said good morning to him. He sat up on his hind legs and tilted his head to the right as if he knew what I was saying. Instantly I looked around to see if the neighbours had video cameras pointed at me. Was I being punked?? He tried to grab the garbage bag I had. Daring little guy, I thought. I said "No thats not for you, thats garbage" And he sat back. Seriously am I being punked??!!!??
brb - saving draft
I asked him to please excuse me but I had to get by to put the garbage at the curb and he moved out of the way. Not only brave but very polite. Do they teach manners in Squirrel College? After I came back I was sure he would have left but he was still sitting there. I spoke to him again "You are still here?" and he sat up on his haunches again. I asked "Are you hungry?" He looked at me and his one paw lifted up towards me - there is no way this guy does NOT have rabies, either that or he escaped from Dr Dolittles lab. Since the lab is fiction Im thinking that rabies was more of a reality. I excused myself and came into the house. Broke off a big piece of bruchetta bread and took it out to him. Was he gone? Noooo because I offered him food. He was still waiting. I bent down to give it to him, still thinking I was being punked or this critter was about to velcro himself to my face like Cujo (hey we have all seen the movies) He took it from me and dropped it on the ground. He looked at the bread, then to me, then back to the bread and then back to me again. I asked him if he wanted me to break it open for him and he took a step back. I tore it open exposing the fresh parts of the bread and he took it back from me and started eating it. Then he ran off with a big piece, probably for his brothers or who knows...maybe he has a stash of his own under the neighbours house.
So Im left wondering are you effin kidding me?? No one caught this on video? There is no way I just had this interaction, no proof, and now Im wondering if this was a dream. However there are still crumbs on the walkway so I spose there is a shred of proof.
My day consisted of creating a data base and working on some administrative stuff so the squirrel was a delightful addition to my day.
Till next time
~love and light~
Shady
brb - saving draft
*whew* saved. Why has it come to this? because its not pen and paper. Once you put something on paper its there to stay however with blogging you have the option of deleting rather than using whiteout or scribbling over your typos trying to fix them. So here I am
brb - saving draft
... saving my drafts in case the computer decides to close this page.
The work I am doing I thought it would be a huge change but when I think about it I am still doing the same things I did for years. Customer service, teaching, art and sitting at this computer as usual trying to creat more work for myself. I have been working on a project with a friend so I am hoping that when we are done I wont have that compulsion to add more and more things to my calander. I can only go in so many directions.
This morning I was treated to something rather unusual. At first I thought I was under attack but once you find out what happened you will probably think I am the biggest sissy ever.
I had some garbage to take out before the truck made its way here and as I was walking though the gate I saw a little black squirrel sitting at the end of the walkway beside the house. As I approached he turned and looked right at me. Ummm rabies perhaps? No...if it was then he would be running towards me. So I walked slowly towards him, after all he was standing in the middle of the walkway. He didnt move and instead of making an effort to scare him off I said good morning to him. He sat up on his hind legs and tilted his head to the right as if he knew what I was saying. Instantly I looked around to see if the neighbours had video cameras pointed at me. Was I being punked?? He tried to grab the garbage bag I had. Daring little guy, I thought. I said "No thats not for you, thats garbage" And he sat back. Seriously am I being punked??!!!??
brb - saving draft
I asked him to please excuse me but I had to get by to put the garbage at the curb and he moved out of the way. Not only brave but very polite. Do they teach manners in Squirrel College? After I came back I was sure he would have left but he was still sitting there. I spoke to him again "You are still here?" and he sat up on his haunches again. I asked "Are you hungry?" He looked at me and his one paw lifted up towards me - there is no way this guy does NOT have rabies, either that or he escaped from Dr Dolittles lab. Since the lab is fiction Im thinking that rabies was more of a reality. I excused myself and came into the house. Broke off a big piece of bruchetta bread and took it out to him. Was he gone? Noooo because I offered him food. He was still waiting. I bent down to give it to him, still thinking I was being punked or this critter was about to velcro himself to my face like Cujo (hey we have all seen the movies) He took it from me and dropped it on the ground. He looked at the bread, then to me, then back to the bread and then back to me again. I asked him if he wanted me to break it open for him and he took a step back. I tore it open exposing the fresh parts of the bread and he took it back from me and started eating it. Then he ran off with a big piece, probably for his brothers or who knows...maybe he has a stash of his own under the neighbours house.
So Im left wondering are you effin kidding me?? No one caught this on video? There is no way I just had this interaction, no proof, and now Im wondering if this was a dream. However there are still crumbs on the walkway so I spose there is a shred of proof.
My day consisted of creating a data base and working on some administrative stuff so the squirrel was a delightful addition to my day.
Till next time
~love and light~
Shady