Saturday, June 13 as advertised, we all gathered at Andrea and Travis's home for our annual get together. All six of the children, five spouses, twelve grandchildren out of fourteen, nine of the grandchildren 's spouses, twenty of the twenty four great-grandchildren, and I ,the matriarch, attended. My great-nephew, Paul Durhea and his son Gavin and Gavin's mother Sandeena came from Cincinnati to join us.
We missed grand-daughter Shannon and her husband, Lenny along with their sons Nicholas and Daniel who are presently living in Japan. (they will be here for next year's bash) and Shannon's son Eric who lives in Owensboro and Grand-son Patrick and wife Kristy and son Alex who could not make it from Raleigh N.C. We missed them all and hope they'll make it next year because it is an awesome event! That totaled fifty-three members of the Fitzgerald Clan,and three members of the Charters Clan.
The Fitzgerald Clan Extraordinaire now has sixty-one members!
We had a fabulous time, lots of good food and drink and lots of wit and wisdom. The younger generation of cousins enjoy getting together with each other and join right in with the fun and laughter as if they had just parted company yesterday. For most of them, they only meet at family gatherings. One of the two year olds said, "I'm shy but I'm happy (to be here.)
We brought the films of the family trips to the beaches of North Carolina, the 60th wedding anniversary film of Doc and me, and a few thousand pictures of all that were taken over the last 66 years. Some nostalgic films and pictures from our lives that caused a lot of laughter and a few tears were enjoyed by most of us. The great -grandchildren really were amused by the films of their parents dancing and cavorting around when they were children. What fun we have had through the years. I love my big family and am so glad that we had them. Trials and tribulations along with all of the humor and loving that this talented group of people have ,I wouldn't have wanted to miss. We certainly fulfilled the following Irish Blessing:
" May there be a generation of children
On the children of your children."
"Slainthe is Saul Agat"
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
The Right to Keep andBear Arms
The second amendment to the Constitution of the United States:
A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.
Have you ever read the messages on the pro-gun Web sites? It is enough to chill your bones. They are sure that the President is trying to "get your guns". Immediately following the election and actually for days before there were long lines of people outside the gun shops and the gun shows frantically buying guns because they were being told that the President was going to come and take them away from them! Many people have large arsenals in their basements and car trunks, and attics to ward off the "gun taker boogie-man".
A few months ago there were three or four mass murders, and thousands of individual murders, many of them by teens, that happen every day. Quite a few police were shot and killed, even a few in our area, but many others across the country. One of the killers in Pennsylvania that killed three police officers and wounded one other was said to have slept with a gun under his pillow in a basement filled with various firearms and ammunition because he believed that the Jews controlled the media and that the President was scheming to take away his guns! I knew a woman that boasted of her husband's arsenal and laughingly said, " He's going to be ready if the 'little black folks' try to get to us."
A few people that are well known enough that they are featured on television news shows have advocated all college students and faculty should have the right to carry guns, that all teachers and faculty members in high schools should carry guns. ( Think how that would liven up the keg parties in college!) Just this past weekend a local pastor invited all of his parishioners to bring their guns to church. They were not allowed to bring LOADED guns. Sort of a Barney Fife type gathering. The pastor, of course, got his 15 minutes of fame on all the news shows and postulated about how much safer we would all be if we could all 'carry'.
I do not claim to be an anti-gun nut. Both my father and my husband were hunters for a brief period of time. My dad put food on our table during the Great Depression years. He had a double barrel shot gun. It was only used for hunting. Doc had a shot gun and he also hunted food for us to eat. He was never a very enthusiastic hunter, I think he enjoyed eating pheasant and rabbit and being out with a few friends but that is as far as it went. He gave it up after just a few trips. My great-uncles had guns on their farms to ward off the foxes and other animals that would kill some of their stock. However, I never saw those guns because they were only brought to the fore in the event of some definite threat to the stock.
The deer population in this part of the country had reached the point that they needed to be thinned out and hunters were invited to help decrease the number. In parts of the country coyotes, bear, deer, wolves and other animals were creeping closer and closer to urban areas and it became necessary to decrease their number too. We have encroached on their natural habit ates to the point that they have to come in to forage for food. Good reasons to have guns.
Nevertheless, it does not take an AK-47 or an Uzi or an automatic rifle, or any powerful hand gun to protect the property of the citizens. We do have an armed force of men in every city and county in this country. The hand guns that are in the hands of the types of people that would shoot a person over an athletic game outcome, or because his brother wouldn't give him computer time, or because of a dispute over who got the last pork chop, these guns should be taken away. There are supposed to be background checks and proof of sound minds etc. before a licence is issued, but somehow or other I don't think the present laws are working.
Just as the banks and money lenders and financial people got out of control because of the lack of regulations, I fear that the same thing is happening with the gun enthusiasts. They don't want firmer regulations because they resent them and think their rights are being violated. Well, what about all of the people that are shot and killed by hand guns, what about their rights? How many people are shot because their home or life or life of a family member are being threatened by a criminal? Most of the people that are shot by handguns are shot by either jealous lovers, drunken spouses, drug deals gone bad, money or just pure cussedness. The guns are not used to protect their homes or loved ones they are used to fulfill the purpose of the gun. To kill some living thing. They are used to settle arguments.
We need more stringent rules and regulations regarding guns! But alas, its like the genie out of the bottle, what's to be done about all of the illegal and ill gotten guns that are already out there?
Woe is us!
A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.
Have you ever read the messages on the pro-gun Web sites? It is enough to chill your bones. They are sure that the President is trying to "get your guns". Immediately following the election and actually for days before there were long lines of people outside the gun shops and the gun shows frantically buying guns because they were being told that the President was going to come and take them away from them! Many people have large arsenals in their basements and car trunks, and attics to ward off the "gun taker boogie-man".
A few months ago there were three or four mass murders, and thousands of individual murders, many of them by teens, that happen every day. Quite a few police were shot and killed, even a few in our area, but many others across the country. One of the killers in Pennsylvania that killed three police officers and wounded one other was said to have slept with a gun under his pillow in a basement filled with various firearms and ammunition because he believed that the Jews controlled the media and that the President was scheming to take away his guns! I knew a woman that boasted of her husband's arsenal and laughingly said, " He's going to be ready if the 'little black folks' try to get to us."
A few people that are well known enough that they are featured on television news shows have advocated all college students and faculty should have the right to carry guns, that all teachers and faculty members in high schools should carry guns. ( Think how that would liven up the keg parties in college!) Just this past weekend a local pastor invited all of his parishioners to bring their guns to church. They were not allowed to bring LOADED guns. Sort of a Barney Fife type gathering. The pastor, of course, got his 15 minutes of fame on all the news shows and postulated about how much safer we would all be if we could all 'carry'.
I do not claim to be an anti-gun nut. Both my father and my husband were hunters for a brief period of time. My dad put food on our table during the Great Depression years. He had a double barrel shot gun. It was only used for hunting. Doc had a shot gun and he also hunted food for us to eat. He was never a very enthusiastic hunter, I think he enjoyed eating pheasant and rabbit and being out with a few friends but that is as far as it went. He gave it up after just a few trips. My great-uncles had guns on their farms to ward off the foxes and other animals that would kill some of their stock. However, I never saw those guns because they were only brought to the fore in the event of some definite threat to the stock.
The deer population in this part of the country had reached the point that they needed to be thinned out and hunters were invited to help decrease the number. In parts of the country coyotes, bear, deer, wolves and other animals were creeping closer and closer to urban areas and it became necessary to decrease their number too. We have encroached on their natural habit ates to the point that they have to come in to forage for food. Good reasons to have guns.
Nevertheless, it does not take an AK-47 or an Uzi or an automatic rifle, or any powerful hand gun to protect the property of the citizens. We do have an armed force of men in every city and county in this country. The hand guns that are in the hands of the types of people that would shoot a person over an athletic game outcome, or because his brother wouldn't give him computer time, or because of a dispute over who got the last pork chop, these guns should be taken away. There are supposed to be background checks and proof of sound minds etc. before a licence is issued, but somehow or other I don't think the present laws are working.
Just as the banks and money lenders and financial people got out of control because of the lack of regulations, I fear that the same thing is happening with the gun enthusiasts. They don't want firmer regulations because they resent them and think their rights are being violated. Well, what about all of the people that are shot and killed by hand guns, what about their rights? How many people are shot because their home or life or life of a family member are being threatened by a criminal? Most of the people that are shot by handguns are shot by either jealous lovers, drunken spouses, drug deals gone bad, money or just pure cussedness. The guns are not used to protect their homes or loved ones they are used to fulfill the purpose of the gun. To kill some living thing. They are used to settle arguments.
We need more stringent rules and regulations regarding guns! But alas, its like the genie out of the bottle, what's to be done about all of the illegal and ill gotten guns that are already out there?
Woe is us!
Friday, June 5, 2009
Fun Time
The whole family is gearing up for the annual Fitzgerald Family Fun Festival. We are looking forward to seeing everyone.
I spent about four hours this afternoon looking through pictures of the family that I've saved throughout the years. I will bring them to the gathering and people can go through them at their liesure. Some of them bring back such great memories. It will be fun for some of us to see how much we have changed over the years. Remember how good you thought you looked in that dress? those shorts? that bathing suit? Or remember how many diets you went on? I remember when I actually had hair!!
There are so many pictures of Grandpa with a baby in his arms and a dog at his feet, I sometimes could not identify the baby so you will have to do that for us. I also have pictures of my grandparents and my parents that you can mull over and see who looks like who, etc.
Hundreds of the pictures are at beaches, mostly at Garden City but some from the Outer Banks and at Edisto, most of them from beaches in the Carolinas. We also have some from Lake Michigan, Indian Lake, and a few beaches in Florida and others. For someone with my skin to have spent a big portion of my life on one beach or another, it is a wonder I have any skin left. Granted, I was always under a beach umbrella and a pile of towels or up on the porch watching all of you out there frying. I always came home looking very much like I did when I left home.
While we were at the beach we usually made a movie. We spent a lot of time during the week picking out a theme for the film. We did a murder mystery one year, a musical, we did Jaws, and a few others. Some of those films are so funny and so creative that we thought we should have them at the Fam. Fest. I have two or three but I think there are others out there. If you have one, bring it. We should make a movie at the Fam.Fest. just for old time's sake! Maybe we could have a talent show! Lord knows, we've got talent! Remember the talent show at the funeral? We could even have a grand prize!
I am getting revved up for the day. See y'all there. Ciao.
I spent about four hours this afternoon looking through pictures of the family that I've saved throughout the years. I will bring them to the gathering and people can go through them at their liesure. Some of them bring back such great memories. It will be fun for some of us to see how much we have changed over the years. Remember how good you thought you looked in that dress? those shorts? that bathing suit? Or remember how many diets you went on? I remember when I actually had hair!!
There are so many pictures of Grandpa with a baby in his arms and a dog at his feet, I sometimes could not identify the baby so you will have to do that for us. I also have pictures of my grandparents and my parents that you can mull over and see who looks like who, etc.
Hundreds of the pictures are at beaches, mostly at Garden City but some from the Outer Banks and at Edisto, most of them from beaches in the Carolinas. We also have some from Lake Michigan, Indian Lake, and a few beaches in Florida and others. For someone with my skin to have spent a big portion of my life on one beach or another, it is a wonder I have any skin left. Granted, I was always under a beach umbrella and a pile of towels or up on the porch watching all of you out there frying. I always came home looking very much like I did when I left home.
While we were at the beach we usually made a movie. We spent a lot of time during the week picking out a theme for the film. We did a murder mystery one year, a musical, we did Jaws, and a few others. Some of those films are so funny and so creative that we thought we should have them at the Fam. Fest. I have two or three but I think there are others out there. If you have one, bring it. We should make a movie at the Fam.Fest. just for old time's sake! Maybe we could have a talent show! Lord knows, we've got talent! Remember the talent show at the funeral? We could even have a grand prize!
I am getting revved up for the day. See y'all there. Ciao.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Good Day
This morning I received a phone call that was quite a surprise to me. It was from a fellow that I had not heard from or much about for at least 17 or 18 years. He was a student at de Paul School when he was in grade school, so I knew him there, but after dePaul he moved on to high school and when he was about 16 or 17 he came to be a tutor in the dePaul summer program at Mt. St. Francis.
He is a very good looking guy and pretty much had everything that money could buy. For his 16 th birthday he received a new sports car along with a vanity licence plate that had his name on it. He tooled up to the Mount each day in his carefree manner and was so easy to spot by the State Highway patrolmen that he got a few speeding tickets, which his dad promptly paid. He was sorely in need of some "growing up" skills. I did my best to provide him with those skills. He was always amenable to my guidance but did not always apply the rules that I urged him to follow. He had a very winning smile and the charm that is so evident in so many dyslexic people.
We concentrated on changing the lives of the children that we taught but along with that we changed the lives of the young tutors that we hired. It was a daunting task but I loved it. He was a challenge because of his delayed maturation. Somehow or other we survived the many trials and tribulations of the term. I dealt with a few thousand more children in the following winters and summers after that summer. I do remember most of them.
When he called me this morning, he identified himself and asked if I had a few minutes that he could talk to me. He said he was baby-sitting his two children, a one year old and a 3 year old, and he said he'd apologize in advance if he had to rush off screaming suddenly. He told me that he thought of me frequently and of the things I had said to him in those years in my effort to grow him up. He wanted to thank me and had wanted to thank me for years for my patience and guidance with him. He quoted a few of the things that I had said to him during those years. One of the things that he said he often thought about was my statement that all authority was by assumption. (At the time I was trying to convince him that he could indeed teach his little student the Linguistic rules and other things without being intimedated.
He is now a member of LDA and is intent on giving adult learners the opportunity to learn to read and write. He said he finally did grow up and realize that he had to quit depending on his dad for everything and to also realize that he could never take his dad's place in the world. He is selling real estate and doing well, and he is married and has his two beautiful kids. He is content with his life. I know that he is giving me too much credit for his success. He had the potential all along, he just needed someone to push him and give him responsibilities.
Every now and then something happens that makes you know that it was all worth while. He said, " When you walk in the door of heaven there will be thousands of people there that will say 'thank you' for being a part of my life." He certainly made my day! I just hope those thousands of people outnumber the ones that will be trying to throw rocks at me! Ciao
He is a very good looking guy and pretty much had everything that money could buy. For his 16 th birthday he received a new sports car along with a vanity licence plate that had his name on it. He tooled up to the Mount each day in his carefree manner and was so easy to spot by the State Highway patrolmen that he got a few speeding tickets, which his dad promptly paid. He was sorely in need of some "growing up" skills. I did my best to provide him with those skills. He was always amenable to my guidance but did not always apply the rules that I urged him to follow. He had a very winning smile and the charm that is so evident in so many dyslexic people.
We concentrated on changing the lives of the children that we taught but along with that we changed the lives of the young tutors that we hired. It was a daunting task but I loved it. He was a challenge because of his delayed maturation. Somehow or other we survived the many trials and tribulations of the term. I dealt with a few thousand more children in the following winters and summers after that summer. I do remember most of them.
When he called me this morning, he identified himself and asked if I had a few minutes that he could talk to me. He said he was baby-sitting his two children, a one year old and a 3 year old, and he said he'd apologize in advance if he had to rush off screaming suddenly. He told me that he thought of me frequently and of the things I had said to him in those years in my effort to grow him up. He wanted to thank me and had wanted to thank me for years for my patience and guidance with him. He quoted a few of the things that I had said to him during those years. One of the things that he said he often thought about was my statement that all authority was by assumption. (At the time I was trying to convince him that he could indeed teach his little student the Linguistic rules and other things without being intimedated.
He is now a member of LDA and is intent on giving adult learners the opportunity to learn to read and write. He said he finally did grow up and realize that he had to quit depending on his dad for everything and to also realize that he could never take his dad's place in the world. He is selling real estate and doing well, and he is married and has his two beautiful kids. He is content with his life. I know that he is giving me too much credit for his success. He had the potential all along, he just needed someone to push him and give him responsibilities.
Every now and then something happens that makes you know that it was all worth while. He said, " When you walk in the door of heaven there will be thousands of people there that will say 'thank you' for being a part of my life." He certainly made my day! I just hope those thousands of people outnumber the ones that will be trying to throw rocks at me! Ciao
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Laughter is the Best Medicine
We need a few more laughs in our lives during these bleak times. All the news is so glum. The news reporters come on with their lugubrious faces and tell us of the woes of the world, wars, murders, mass killings, abuses of children, wives, the under privileged, all is gloom and doom. The politics of character asassination, and fear is always on the horizon and then when the prime time shows hit the air, guess what? They are all about murders, nefarious deeds and unrealistic reality shows and crime solving.
Where did all of the comedy shows go? Isn't it a time that they should be dominating the prime time slots? Where are the great talented comedic performers? The few attempts at comedy are dependent on off color jokes, blatent sexual inuendos and dialogue, openly vulgar language, scantily clad performers. Do any of you remember people like Ernie Kovats, Jackie Gleason, Steve Allen, Groucho Marx, Gracie Allen, Lucille Ball, Bob Hope, and a legion of others? Their skits and routines were original, outrageous, hillarious and absurd. They entertained us without making us blush or wish that the kids were not in the room. Who can forget, Norton addressing the ball, "Hello, ball." or WKRP's "I swear as God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly." or Ricky's " Lucy, you got some splaining to do." "Roooooooooob!"
Yesterday, on the Today Show the complete cast from The Bill Cosby Show had their 25th anniversary. They showed a few clips from the Huxtable family show and they are still funny and timely. The people that used to be the kids on the show still call Cosby, Mr. Cosby. When Matt Laurer commented on that they all looked to one another and finally the former Cleo said, "He makes us call him that!" Everybody laughed at that. Cosby said, " I gave them their checks, they had jobs! " The implication being that they showed their respect for him by addressing him formally. They all laughed about it but it was clear that the respect was still there. We watched that show every week and discussed it at work the next day with others that watched too. No sex scenes, the euphemistic word for derriere was not used nor allussions to bedroom activity, no bosom displays, no pot smoking, crack sniffing, unacceptable language, but still we laughed at the clever, humorous skits that we could all identify with and go back for more the next week.
We do have some very funny, creative comedians on TV today but they are on Late night TV and can have more adult humor and have provocative skits. That's fine. However, we need shows again that can be watched as a family, and can be examples of family behavior. Eating dinner at the kitchen table, sharing with other family members, conflict resolutions, problems that all families can identify with. We need some shows that have responsible parents and extended families and good examples!
As I mentioned before, when I was in Florida with the twins during January, they watched Gilligan's Island day after day and they laughed and laughed at the humor. I think Angela had acquired the videos at the library. It seemed like they had about 100 episodes but I'm sure it was far less. After they completed the whole series, (I was back in Louisville by that time) they had a special theme dinner to salute the show. Bridget dressed as Mary Ann, wig and all, and each played a role. They had decorated the table to fit the occasion. Granted, that was not a show of a family but it was a very funny show without obscenities, sex etc. and could be enjoyed and laughed at while being with family.I hope the fall lineup includes some funny sit-coms again. I don't want all comedy, what will I do if they don't renew 'The Closer" and some of the other crime shows ? I can't imagine life without 'Law and Order' but the kids need something a little more uplifting! Ciao.
Where did all of the comedy shows go? Isn't it a time that they should be dominating the prime time slots? Where are the great talented comedic performers? The few attempts at comedy are dependent on off color jokes, blatent sexual inuendos and dialogue, openly vulgar language, scantily clad performers. Do any of you remember people like Ernie Kovats, Jackie Gleason, Steve Allen, Groucho Marx, Gracie Allen, Lucille Ball, Bob Hope, and a legion of others? Their skits and routines were original, outrageous, hillarious and absurd. They entertained us without making us blush or wish that the kids were not in the room. Who can forget, Norton addressing the ball, "Hello, ball." or WKRP's "I swear as God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly." or Ricky's " Lucy, you got some splaining to do." "Roooooooooob!"
Yesterday, on the Today Show the complete cast from The Bill Cosby Show had their 25th anniversary. They showed a few clips from the Huxtable family show and they are still funny and timely. The people that used to be the kids on the show still call Cosby, Mr. Cosby. When Matt Laurer commented on that they all looked to one another and finally the former Cleo said, "He makes us call him that!" Everybody laughed at that. Cosby said, " I gave them their checks, they had jobs! " The implication being that they showed their respect for him by addressing him formally. They all laughed about it but it was clear that the respect was still there. We watched that show every week and discussed it at work the next day with others that watched too. No sex scenes, the euphemistic word for derriere was not used nor allussions to bedroom activity, no bosom displays, no pot smoking, crack sniffing, unacceptable language, but still we laughed at the clever, humorous skits that we could all identify with and go back for more the next week.
We do have some very funny, creative comedians on TV today but they are on Late night TV and can have more adult humor and have provocative skits. That's fine. However, we need shows again that can be watched as a family, and can be examples of family behavior. Eating dinner at the kitchen table, sharing with other family members, conflict resolutions, problems that all families can identify with. We need some shows that have responsible parents and extended families and good examples!
As I mentioned before, when I was in Florida with the twins during January, they watched Gilligan's Island day after day and they laughed and laughed at the humor. I think Angela had acquired the videos at the library. It seemed like they had about 100 episodes but I'm sure it was far less. After they completed the whole series, (I was back in Louisville by that time) they had a special theme dinner to salute the show. Bridget dressed as Mary Ann, wig and all, and each played a role. They had decorated the table to fit the occasion. Granted, that was not a show of a family but it was a very funny show without obscenities, sex etc. and could be enjoyed and laughed at while being with family.I hope the fall lineup includes some funny sit-coms again. I don't want all comedy, what will I do if they don't renew 'The Closer" and some of the other crime shows ? I can't imagine life without 'Law and Order' but the kids need something a little more uplifting! Ciao.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
The Saga of Sponge Bob Square Pants
I had heard of the cartoon character, Sponge Bob a number of years ago. I think he has been around since the 1990's, but last January when I went to Sarasota for a couple of weeks I was introduced to him in person, so to speak. Bridget is very fond of him and has a little Sponge Bob doll. He is her constant companion. He has his own little bed that she fashioned for him complete with covers but usually he slept with her in her bed. She has a little black purse that he fits in quite nicely so he can accompany her where ever she goes. Violin lessons, beach trips and so on.
The Florida State Legislature was in session in April so when Spring Break time came, Angela, Conor, Bridget and Sponge Bob went to Tallahassee to spend time with Keith and to sight see. They had a great time and all was well until they discovered that Sponge Bob had stayed in the hotel and did not make it back to Sarasota. Bridget was very distraught! Keith asked the hotel personnel if they had found Sponge Bob and they said as a matter of fact they had! Whew! Good news. However, when they went to get him for Keith they could not find him. They had lost him. They were very apologetic and they tried to make up for it by going out and buying a new one for her. Alas, it was not like the original, it was bigger and did not fill the void that he had left in Bridget's life.
He is a goofy little guy who looks like a sponge from the kitchen not a sponge from the sea but nevertheless he is a fry cook in the fictional underwater town of Bikini Bottom. I think his job is at the Krusty Krab and he has quite a few friends that work there with him. ( I stayed with the twins while Mom and Dad went to the Inauguration and we did take time out from watching the Gilligan's Island films, I think there were 100 or so films, to watch The Sponge Bob Square Pants show. ) It was a new experience for me.
Anyway, Angela, Conor and Bridget are dedicated yard sale aficionadoes, as a matter of fact they may have purchased the first SBSP at a yard sale. So Bridget suggested that they go to some yard sales and maybe they could find another one just like the original. She asked Ang to show her where to look in the paper for the advertized events , Ang did and told her they would only go to sales in their area of town. Bridget read the ads and circled all of the one's she thought they should visit. She analyzed each ad to see if they were possibilities but she was baffled by the word 'misc.' and asked for an explanaion of that word. Ang explained that it was an abbreviation of the word miscellaneous, and then of course gave her the meaning of that word.
Bridget figured if they were going to find SBS, he would probably be included in the miscellaneous category. So armed with her news paper with the circled ads, they set out on their quest.. At each site Bridget wanted to thouroughly search for him in the "misk"as she called it. She would make critical comments of the sales when they would return to the car. "They had some pretty good misk." or "their misk was not very interesting." Unfortunately, Bob did not make it to any of the yard sales.
Lots of 'misk' but no Sponge Bob. It looks like e-bay may be the next possibility. The big cyber yard sale will surely have one among the 'misk' that they can purchase. So all is not lost. I will be pleased if they find one on there. We shall see. Ciao
The Florida State Legislature was in session in April so when Spring Break time came, Angela, Conor, Bridget and Sponge Bob went to Tallahassee to spend time with Keith and to sight see. They had a great time and all was well until they discovered that Sponge Bob had stayed in the hotel and did not make it back to Sarasota. Bridget was very distraught! Keith asked the hotel personnel if they had found Sponge Bob and they said as a matter of fact they had! Whew! Good news. However, when they went to get him for Keith they could not find him. They had lost him. They were very apologetic and they tried to make up for it by going out and buying a new one for her. Alas, it was not like the original, it was bigger and did not fill the void that he had left in Bridget's life.
He is a goofy little guy who looks like a sponge from the kitchen not a sponge from the sea but nevertheless he is a fry cook in the fictional underwater town of Bikini Bottom. I think his job is at the Krusty Krab and he has quite a few friends that work there with him. ( I stayed with the twins while Mom and Dad went to the Inauguration and we did take time out from watching the Gilligan's Island films, I think there were 100 or so films, to watch The Sponge Bob Square Pants show. ) It was a new experience for me.
Anyway, Angela, Conor and Bridget are dedicated yard sale aficionadoes, as a matter of fact they may have purchased the first SBSP at a yard sale. So Bridget suggested that they go to some yard sales and maybe they could find another one just like the original. She asked Ang to show her where to look in the paper for the advertized events , Ang did and told her they would only go to sales in their area of town. Bridget read the ads and circled all of the one's she thought they should visit. She analyzed each ad to see if they were possibilities but she was baffled by the word 'misc.' and asked for an explanaion of that word. Ang explained that it was an abbreviation of the word miscellaneous, and then of course gave her the meaning of that word.
Bridget figured if they were going to find SBS, he would probably be included in the miscellaneous category. So armed with her news paper with the circled ads, they set out on their quest.. At each site Bridget wanted to thouroughly search for him in the "misk"as she called it. She would make critical comments of the sales when they would return to the car. "They had some pretty good misk." or "their misk was not very interesting." Unfortunately, Bob did not make it to any of the yard sales.
Lots of 'misk' but no Sponge Bob. It looks like e-bay may be the next possibility. The big cyber yard sale will surely have one among the 'misk' that they can purchase. So all is not lost. I will be pleased if they find one on there. We shall see. Ciao
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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