FROM CRONIC PEOPLE PLEASER TO HERMIT LIKE GRUMPY OLD CURSMUDGEON IN 72 YEARS OR LESS

KELLY WITH DAUGHTER SABRA

(I received an error message in my Open Live Writer program tonight and now my ‘Spell Checker’ is not working so be prepared for spelling mistakes)

All days are not stellar days and although there are those who would of course dispute that little slice of honest reality I am not one of them.  Just as some days we may feel a tad physically under the weather it happens mentally as well.  Tuesday was one of those days I felt reasonably well physically but mentally I just couldn’t quite pull it together.

A FEW MORE PHOTOS FROM TUESDAY MORNING’S MARSH WALK

OK SO IT’S EITHER A WASP’S NEST OR AN EGYPTIAN ‘HAPPY FACE’ MUMMY

I opted out of breakfast at the Bayfield Berry Farm with Kelly’s daughter Sabra, husband Derek and their 2 boys Keenan and Langdon along with Sabra & Derrick’s 2 friends from Cambridge and their two children.  Had I gone that would have been 10 people jammed around a table and that’s just way too many people for me.  Instead Pheebs and I headed off to the Hullett Marsh and had ourselves a great walk with a few photos along the way.  Of course I felt guilty for not joining the gang for breakfast and unfortunately I let that guilt set the tone for the rest of my day. 

AT THE BAYFIELD BERRY FARM TUESDAY MORNING KEENAN AND LANGDON CHECK OUT THEIR MARSHMELLOW TOPPED HOT CHOCOLATES….photo by Kelly

THIS WAS A MOTHER-DAUGHTER PHOTO BUT MOTHER WASN’T HAPPY WITH HER IMAGE SO I CROPPED THE PHOTO TO ONLY INCLUDE DAUGHTER:)) >>>>>>>>>>>

I have always had a problem with guilt feelings and I suppose that is why I was always such a ‘people person’ years ago.  Couldn’t say ‘no’ to anyone so I basically always went along with everything doing what I was told in order to not hurt anyone’s feelings.  Always wanted to be liked and do the so-called ‘right sociable thing’.  I’m not sure when the welcome change within me began but it was a slow gradual process over the years as I  moved steadily away from being the proverbial people pleaser to the hermit like kinda grumpy old cursmudgeon fella I am today.  I am actually satisfied with that change and the fact I am able to say ‘no’ to people now but that’s where the guilt feelings still plague me and I’ve never been able to sort that out and shake that feeling.  Not wanting to hurt people’s feelings and yet saying ‘no’ to people is a very delicately sharp edged blade which when slipped upon can cause cuts to go deep.

ALL PHOTOS IN THIS SECTION WERE TAKEN BY KELLY TUESDAY AFTERNOON AT THE WINDMILL LAKE & WAKE ECO PARK JUST DOWN THE ROAD FROM WHERE WE LIVE

KEENAN AND LANGDON RECEIVING INSTRUCTIONS FROM THE WAKEBOARD PARK’S OWNER JEN AND THAT’S DADDY DEREK IN THE LIGHT BLUE SHORTS

ABOUT READY TO GO

AND HE’S OFF

IS THAT A VAPOR TRAIL BEHIND THAT JET??

‘OOOOOOOOPS’

HOPE SABRA GOT A PICTURE OF THAT ‘SPLASH-DOWN’

GOT THE BRAKES ON BEFORE HITTING THE DOCK

OK LANGDON’S TURN

ON THE WAY BACK

AND A GOOD TIME WAS HAD BY ALL

The best part of Tuesday was Tuesday mornings Marsh walk and the rest of the day I spent wallowing in and wrestling with my feelings.  Woke up this morning still feeling on the down side and it wasn’t until Sabra, Derek, and the two boys rolled into our driveway that I was able to snap out of myself.  I have a very hard time with self critisizm and too often I listen to myself and assume things.  Assuming things is a bad habit of mine and at times I can get myself into a real dither.  That dither if left to run it’s course can easily turn into a state of depression and the last 24 hours had been a good example of that.   But here’s the up-side, the positive of the negative.  Often in my case it just takes a word of encouragement, a pat on the head, a feeling of understanding a kind word, a favorable comment.  And that is what I felt when Sabra, Derrick, and their boys dropped in this morning for about an hour.  By the time they left I was out of my funk and my re-started day was under way:))

SABRA EXPLAINS HER NEW iPHONE TO HER MOM

 

IT IS EASY TO SEE HOW KELLY’S POSITIVE ATTITUDE AND INFLUENCE HAS BEEN PASSED ON TO HER CHILDREN AND CONTINUES IT’S JOURNEY TO HER GRANDCHILDREN

COULD THERE BE AN iPHONE IN THE BAYFIELD BUNCH’S FUTURE…..Hmmmmmmm

 

WHAT A PHEEBS, WHAT A PHEEBS AND DOES SHE NOT REMIND YOU OF CHARLIE BROWN’S ‘SNOOPY’:))

LANGDON PUTS A BIG HUG ON HIS DAD

 

  

SAY YOU DON’T SUPPOSE KEENAN IS HAVING AN EXCITING GAME OF ‘SNAKES AND LADDERS’ ON THAT iPHONE DO YOU??

I still had some cedar rails left so decided a few days ago to put in a second decorative fence idea.  Not a fence in the true sense of the word such as keeping something in or keeping something out but just a few rails and posts to give one corner of our front yard a bit of depth.

Sure am liking the 67, 71 and 74 degree temperatures predicted for the next 3 days and especially the Friday and Saturday night lows at 53 and 52 because Kelly, Pheebs and I will be sleeping in the Motorhome.  Yep, more company coming Friday.  Kelly’s son Ben and wife Bri with their two boys will be staying until Sunday and they will be sleeping in our house Friday and Saturday night.  Oh, and our Motorhome goes to Goderich’s ‘Speedy Glass’ Friday morning to have the new passenger side windshield installed.  Our fingers are crossed that it will be done by late Friday afternoon.  If not it looks like Kelly, Pheebs and I will all be sleeping in our driveway……………….

GROANER’S CORNER:(( According to the Knight Rider News Service, the inscription on the metal bands used by the US Department of the Interior to tag migratory birds has been changed.  The bands used to bear the address of the Washington Biological Survey,abbreviated as "Wash. Biol. Surv."; until the agency received thefollowing letter from an Arkansas camper:
Dear Sirs:  While camping last week I shot one of your birds. I think it was a crow. I followed the cooking instructions on the leg tag and want to tell you it tasted horrible.  The bands are now marked "Fish & Wildlife Service."

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Checking the menu, a restaurant customer ordered a bowl of vegetable soup. After a couple of spoonfuls, he saw a circle of wetness right under the bowl on the table cloth.  He called the waitress over and said, "It's all wet down here. The bowl must be cracked."  The waitress said, "You ordered vegetable soup, didn't you?"  "Yes."  "Well, maybe it has a leek in it!"

MORNING IN THE MARSH

GROANER’S CORNER:((  Three guys are trying to sneak into the Olympic Village in Rio recently to scoop souvenirs and autographs. The first says, "Let's watch the registration table to see if there's a crack in the security system that we can utilize to scam our way in."

Immediately, a burly athlete walks up to the table and states, "Angus MacPherson. Scotland. Shotput." He opens his gym bag to display a shotput to the registration attendant.

The attendant says, "Very good, Mr. MacPherson. Here is you packet of registration materials, complete with hotel keys, passes to all Olympic events, meal tickets, and other information."

HOT DOG! The first guy grabs a small tree sapling, strips off the limbs and roots, walks up the registration table and states: "Chuck Wagon. Canada. Javelin."

The attendant says, "Very good, Mr. Wagon. Here is your packet of registration materials, hotel keys, passes, meal tickets, and so forth. Good luck!"

The second guy grabs a street utility manhole cover, walks up the registration table and states: "Dusty Rhodes. Australia. Discus."

The attendant says, "Terrific, Mr. Rhodes. Here is your packet of registration materials, hotel keys, a full set of passes, and meal tickets. Enjoy yourself."

They scamper in, but suddenly realize the third guy is missing. They groan - OH NO. He is not to bright. They forgot to make sure he doesn't do something stupid and blow their cover stories.

They spot him walking with a roll of barbed wire under his arm. He walks up the registration table and states: "Foster Bean. USA. Fencing."