Project .. Boots for Bubba

And not to forget something for my newest Grandbaby who is due early August and because it is going to be pretty cold ... I whipped up some high-top converse bootees. :-)

Project .. A Whole Flock

 

Currently knitting for the my grandbabies. Something for each one to cuddle at night and since the numbers have grown .... I seem to have knitted a whole flock!! :-)

The Beach

"Go to the beach and have some fun," they said,   

"Don't stay in!"
"Go to the beach and relax instead."

So I packed my brolly and my picnic hamper too,
And zoomed off for the day,
In my trusty two door Subaru.

Now it was very hot and humid on the beach that day,

And I scanned the heaving crowd,
With an increasing sense of dismay.

For this was not what I had in mind.

I had come to the beach with a book,
To relax, recharge and unwind.

But I decided to make the best of the summer sun,
Even as the sweat began to trickle down my bikini,
And tickle my bum.

I marched across the beach as if I didn't have a care,

Trying to kid myself,

As I sashayed along with hip swinging flair.

Now I don't know why I insisted upon wearing heels that day,

It makes a girl look slimmer,
What can I say?

But as I sank ankle deep into the sand,
I heard people laugh,
At the craters that opened and closed,
As I staggered on past. 

When I finally made my way to the only vacant spot,

And tried to hoist my brolly in the sand,
The wind whipped it away,
And it nearly wiped out a small boy, a family and an elderly man.

Now I began to despair,
For sun screen had congealed on my skin,
And mixed with sand,
Had caused some rather embarrassing chaffing.

And just when I thought I could finally relax,

My new beach chair gave a little groan,
And then it collapsed!

I crashed in a heap,
And lay face down in the sand.
When a gentleman raced up,
I gladly accepted his offer, as he kindly took me by the hand.

But as I brushed off the sand,

I felt an uncomfortable breeze.
Only to find that my bikini,
Was dangling down at my knees!

I felt embarrassed horror creep up into my face.

And when I looked up,
I saw the horror mirrored in his eyes,
As he stumbled away in distaste.

It was then I made a dash for my trusty Subaru.

Only to find I'd been issued with a ticket.
Oh and not only one ... but TWO!

So if you plan to head for the seaside in your summer break,

Forget the hassle of the beach,
Grab your hamper and head for the LAKE!!

Skinny Jim

We inherited a dog to guard the house,
And we named him Skinny Jim.

But he's never outside for long,
Before he wheedles his way back in.  

We feed him tasty treats just to add a little fat,
And he wolfs down every little bit,
But he’s still as skinny as a rat.

Now he is a lovable little scamp and we do love him so,

But there is a limit to just how far that love can go.

For he sleeps on my side of the bed, 
With legs stretched as far as they can go.

All snug and warm he reclines with his head ...
Resting neatly on my best floral pillow!

He gets all huffy when I try to squeeze my way into bed,

And he looks at me disapprovingly without even lifting his head.

He glares at me with a woeful expression that's full of gloom,

When I tell him that his bed is actually out back in the laundry room.

I took him for a walk yesterday and tied him up while I went to the shops,

But when I returned he was off,
With a mouth full of the butcher's tastiest chops.

The butcher stood on the footpath angrily waving his fist,

As I ran past apologizing, I pulled out a $5 note...
Hoping that it would cover it.

Now Skinny Jim stays at home, he cannot come to town,

The shop owners watch out for him, 
And they glare accusingly at me with a frown.

At night he sits with me with his head resting upon my lap

And he looks at me with those soulful eyes and I think,
"What a sweet little chap".

But when I went to the kitchen to make my bedtime drink,

I had other words to describe him ..
For the pot roast that I had left defrosting,
Had vanished from the kitchen sink!

It had completely disappeared, plastic wrapping and all.

And Skinny Jim?
I glimpsed his tail disappearing down the hall.

And as I raced after him I noticed a letter on the floor.

It was a court summons from the butchers shop,
For unlawful entry and theft of half a dozen sirloin chops!!

And if that wasn’t bad enough for one day  …
We faced further charges for contaminating the meat,
That he’d ploughed through, in his hurry to get away!

So if you are alone and in need of some company.
I know a little guard dog,
That can be delivered to you .... immediately!
 

Latest Project

This is my latest craft project. I have completed 2 and the 3rd one is well on its way to completion..

THE KIWI WHO COULD FLY

An egg sat waiting,

It waited quietly in the moon light.

It suddenly began to jump.

And it jumped so high,
That it toppled out of the nest,

And into the night.

It hurtled through the air.

And sped toward the ground.
Where it landed with an oomph!
A winded kind of sound.

The egg cracked open.

And a scrawny chick popped out.
His brothers could only stare,  
As it brazenly strutted all about.

They’d never seen such a thing.

You're scrawny and skinny, they said,
And your feathers!
You haven't any feathers on your head!

The little chick jumped up.

He didn’t like what they said.

He did have feathers.

It's just they were smaller than theirs.

They laughed at him and ran off into the night.
"We're off to search for food," they cried,
"You can come along if you like".

He followed and watched in horror,

As they hunted for grubs and worms.
Squishy and big or crunchy and small.
They greedily scoffed them all.

A noise suddenly broke the silence,

And his brothers rushed off in fright,
For something was lurking there,
Waiting in the night.

Now he was frightened too.

And when two glistening eyes appeared,
He ran and flapped his wings,
And before he knew it  ...

His feet were in the air.

He soared into the sky.   
And realised with surprise,
That he wasn't just a kiwi.
He was a kiwi ... that could FLY!

A little tui had been watching.

And she called to out to him,
"Go down to the lake kiwi,
There's something you should see."

He flew to the waters edge.

Just as she'd said.
And when he looked in ...
A bird stared back at him instead.

He looked once more,

But that bird continued to stare.
And suddenly he understood,
What that bird was doing there.


He laughed his warbly laugh,
And looked over at the little tui with a grin.
For he knew who it was,
That stared back at him.

He left the waters edge,

And joined the little tui in the tree.
You're not a kiwi, she said.
You're a tui.

A magnificent tui! ...  
Just like me.

The small things in life .....