Monday, June 24, 2019

Conversation Threads...

I have had three fun threads of conversation via text and eMail's in the last few days. 

Thread #1:

Our friends, the Soressi's, youngest child is getting married. I remember when Grant was born and Jan carried him around in a sling. He was a lug of a child, very solidly built. We have enjoyed Grant and watching him grow over the years. Can't believe he is in his twenties and getting married. 

After receiving the wedding announcement, I sent Jan an eMail to make sure the address on the envelope was the one I should send a gift to. Jan responded it was their apartment and the bride-to-be was living there. Then Jan shared this tidbit with me about Grant: "I have to laugh when Grant told me about their registry because he had originally had requested 2-ply toilet paper. I thought of you giving him that roll of 2-ply when we were moving to Colorado. He still has it!" I responded to Jan accordingly: "Well, let me tell you...I have a gift card to Walmart that I am putting a note that it is for 2-ply toilet paper. There is another card for McDonald's because that is where Grant loved to eat. Hope he gets a kick out of it and Kim learns a bit about why we love Grant!!" 

Let me just state that his was one of the most fun wedding announcements to purchase gift cards for. 

By way of explanation...When the Soressi's spent a night with us one time, Grant's comment when they left was that he was happy because we used 2-ply toilet paper. Hence the gift of 2-ply toilet paper. Also, we were visiting the Soressi's once, it was Grant's birthday, we told him he could have dinner anywhere and he wanted McDonald's. Hence the McDonald's gift card. Hope they enjoy these little gifts of history as much as we enjoyed giving them.

Thread #2:

My dear friend Laura enjoyed each of her grandsons coming for a week with them, one at a time. When Benny was there I received a message from Laura indicating they were all sitting on the front porch when they heard a noise. Eventually Benny decided he should relocate. Laura went with him. Then the mother skunk appeared and Howard, Laura's hubby, decided they should close the front door and leave well enough alone. Lots of chuckles over that.

Next, Daniel came for his week with his grandparents and I receive another message from Laura. I seems they now knew that the mother skunk had three little babies living under the porch with their mother! Yike! What was their course of action? They purchased skunk odor shampoo and body wash, etc., just in case and determined the skunk family would be gone by September. They would just be careful and watch this little family grow. Claude and I assured Laura that she and Howard were much nicer than we were. We would have found a pest control company to move this furry black and white potential for stink to another location. 

Later that day, I received another message from Laura. There were not three babies...there were six babies with their mother under her front porch! Oh My!

Wouldn't you know it, by later that afternoon, they had an accurate count of seven babies with their mother all residing under their front porch. Howard was able to get video and they were so cute tumbling out of the tiny hole that allowed them to get in and out from under the porch. 
Daniel named one of them 'Bean' because he only had white on his head instead of down his back. 

I sent Hayden and Bailey a picture of one of the babies and told them they were residing with the Carter's under their front porch. Bailey's reply, "Aw, can I have one?" I assured her she could if it was okay with her mother and father. Yeah, right! Then I shared my exchange with Bailey with Laura and thanked her for being the kind of friend that gives me a little something to stir the pot with my family!

Laura tells me today that most of the babies have already disappeared. They have only seen Bean and one other baby in the last two days. Such is country living. 

Thread #3:

The third thread of electronic conversation was with my son, Jake. It all started Saturday, June 22nd, with this picture I sent to Jake.
This is Jeff Daniels, the actor. Jake has admired him for years. He encountered him as Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain in the movie "Gettysburg". He has followed his acting career for years. When Jake graduated college, he applied for and was accepted as an apprentice at The Purple Rose Theater in Chelsea, Michigan. This is a theater Jeff Daniels started in his home town of Chelsea, Michigan for young people wanting a start in the acting profession. Jake enjoyed this experience very much and landed a role in one of Jeff Daniels plays. Jake still lives in Chelsea. So, when our AARP Magazine arrived with Jeff Daniels on the front, I quickly took a picture and texted it to Jake. Jake saw the magazine in his barber shop but did not get a chance to read the article. Claude and I read the article and responded to Jake that we thought it was a good one. I took picture of the three pages of the article and sent it to Jake so he could read it.

Jake has also paused his use of Facebook because of all the negative that comes out during an election period. As a result, he doesn't get family pictures and posts. I took this opportunity to send him pictures of the Marx family at the Colosseum in Rome, the soccer stadium in Barcelona and a couple of the pictures in Venice. I expressed that his Dad was just a bit jealous of this trip. Jake reply, "Meh. Who needs Europe? I get to stop by my coworker's daughter's graduation party this afternoon." To which I replied we would attend a wedding reception that night after I finished sitting with Papa and I was tracking my friend Laura's experiences with her mother and baby skunks. Which I emphasized with, "Life is just riveting!"

A little later Jake sent a text expressing the difficulty of finding an appropriate card to give to his co-worker's teen-aged daughter to congratulate her for graduating. He said he chuckled reading some delightful cards but they just weren't right from him to this young girl. I applaud his sensitivity to that. 

Then I received pictures from Katelyn of her girls. It seems Raelyn felt it was picture taking time with her and her little sister, Emelia. So I sent them on to Jake. 
Be still my heart. So happy that Raelyn loves her baby sister. 

I shared how riveting my afternoon visit with Papa was with Jake by sending this picture.
Bless his heart. He takes these little cat naps a lot more often now. Even when we go for a ride it is not uncommon for his to get quiet and I realize he dozed off for just a bit. Then he'll pick up his Kindle and start to play his game and swear he never was asleep. Or look out the car window and start up his dialogue about his life again. He is slowly winding down. Jake's comment, "Well, naps are good." Yep, they sure are.

Then I tried to share my 'Epic Facebook Post Fail'.  It was this picture with this comment: "My own personal Hairy Potter!!" You see, I came home after visiting with Papa and Claude was sitting in his spot on the sofa. I sat in my spot on the love seat. I listened to whatever he was saying but I was looking intently at him. Finally I paused him and told him I had this need to take this picture and post it on our family Facebook page with a comment about my own Harry Potter. Claude was happy to oblige and suggested I use 'Hairy' instead of 'Harry'. We were in stitches over how funny we were being. So the picture was taken and the Facebook post was done. We waited for laughing emojis from our kids.
We received not one laughing emoji.  Instead there were comments of concern about what happened to Claude. Really! That was not what we expected. So I responded that a tree branch caught him when he was mowing under the trees on the hill. Still no laughter. 

Then I thought I would share this experience with Jake about the Epic Facebook Fail. Jake assured me it was funny. He said his brain just auto-corrected the 'Hairy' with 'Harry' and he missed that piece of the humor. He assured me the Internet is making us all hurried readers making it harder to pull off the puns. 

Okay, the even funnier part of this was I was texting back and forth with Laura while texting with Jake. When I typed the explanation of the Epic Facebook Fail, I inadvertently typed it on Laura's text thread. She received it with the last thing we talked about being the skunks. No frame of reference for her at all. So I had to send her the picture of Claude and then she understood and she really got a chuckle out of the silliness of it all. Such a good friend.

I explained to Jake about sending the explanation to Laura first instead of to him. Which brought he and I back to the subject of skunks and Jake shared: "I got charged by a chipmunk this morning while doing my crossword puzzle on the porch. Aggressive little critter."

My response was: "What is up with the animal kingdom! Neffie and Mike have this going on in Oklahoma." Their hive had a swarm. When the hive gets too big they make a new queen. The old queen takes part of the hive residents and swarms to make a new hive." Neffie and Mike were going to retrieve the swarm so they had this for a new hive of bees themselves. They already have two other hives. 
And I shared: "Meanwhile in Tylerland these are making an appearance!  
Sunday Jake and I continued our text thread with him responding that he thought the Jeff Daniel's interview was good. I followed up with more pictures of the Marx family taking a gondola ride in Venice. Jake's last experience with Venice was reading Lord Byron's poetry. 

In the afternoon Jake sent me this picture. It is his first attempt at making red beans and rice. I loved the idea of what I thought was polish sausage in the beans. Jake tells me it was andouille that was made in Michigan. No matter, it looks simply yummy to me. Jake is a good cook...like his Dad.
Those are my three threads of electronic communication. I do love that we can do this and share picture with our info so quickly. It is fun and I do enjoy keeping up with the family and friends. Posting this gives a bit of the flavor of what is amusing to us and how life intertwines across the miles. Neat!

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