WE ARE SUCH STUFF ~

What's in this box, mine Mommy?

As it says, mine June, stuff that dreams are made on ~ and memories, sweet and sad.

Do I have a box of memories too?

Not yet little one, you are still young, but some day, a long time from now,

you may want to have little bits of treasures kept to remind you

as the time comes when, well, things begin to slip away ~

What "stuff" lives inside this box, mine Mommy?

Let me think a moment ~ well now, you would find a few kitty whiskers from those who came before you!  And a long ago Christmas card from my Daddy, who was far far away, it was World War II, and he was a soldier and not there when I arrived but he sent a card to say he loved me and would see me soon.  Also a typewritten letter, with some mistakes (he didn't used white-out), my Daddy wrote the day I left for college.  He said he remembered holding my hand and walking me to kindergarten and now I was boarding a train to go a thousand miles away, would I return, he did not know, and the last paragraph of his letter is barely legible because at that time I began to cry while reading it and it is all blurred now from my tears.  There are now colorless flowers tied with a ribbon from my wedding day over fifty years ago.  And there is a faded photo, you can barely see it, it's called a "sonogram", but not at all like the ones they image today, of the first little baby that began to grow inside me many years ago.  There are special and silly pictures of me and Poppy Vic doing special and silly things together once upon a time...

Yes, such stuff as dreams are made on ... the memories we strive keep.

 

CHRISTMAS DELIVERIES

 

MEOWZ

 

HAPPY THANKFULS

Whether by email or post, 

so many holiday wishes have been arriving

day by day by day and giving us "happy thankfuls".

 

DEAR SANTA

 

SUNDAY TOGETHER and OTHER STUFF

I'm sitting in a chair looking at you sitting in a chair.

And I'm sitting in a chair looking at you looking at me sitting in a chair.

And as I'm sitting here in this chair I'm thinking about you.

That's interesting because as I'm looking at you I'm also thinking about you.

What are you thinking about me, mine Mommy?

I'm thinking about how happy I am that you are here with me and I love you lots.

That's interesting because I was thinking the very same thing.

You know, when I got up this morning, it was still dark out.  After my breakfast I went to the window (open, of course) for a few minutes as I usually do, and oh my, this white stuff was falling!  Mine Mommy said it was "sleet", like rain and snow all mixed up together, but as we watched it turned to purrty snow!  

I was thinking then about my RAVENS.  I'd wanted to see them play, but as usual I won't, I just pretend.  For awhile they were doing purrty good, but now they're not but we still cheer for them.  Today I'll wear my RAVENS snow-clothes when they play ...

By the way, mine Mommy gets kinda-sorta upset about this too. You see she says all the NFL really cares about is money, money, money and so they sell the TV rights to games to the highest bidder.  That seems to be CBS Paramount and we get NBC Peacock which only had 2 RAVENS games this season!  We think everyone everywhere should be allowed to see their home teams play, in all sports, all the time!  And even yesterday: MEOWZ, the big Army-Navy game was played right here in Baltimore, at our stadium ... and mine Mommy's grandboy is a midshipman at USNA, and she so, so wanted to see the game and root for NAVY, but no: CBS Paramount had the rights to it.  Not fair.  But NAVY won ... so there ... gotcha ... Meowz!  

Anyway, I'm back at the window (still open!) and it's getting chilly, so time to head back to that chair way up top there, or maybe even get into my blankie basket and warm up for awhile ... happy Sunday all, Meowz.

 

S'RIOUSLY?