Thursday, February 13, 2014

Today is February 13th, and you know what that means.

It's my sister Jenny's birthday! Each year on this date, people all over the world, from every walk of life, flock into the streets to wish Jen the happiest birthday ever. In case you think I exaggerate, check this out:



Well, dadgum! No sooner had I posted the above and settled down for a nice nap when the phone rang. Two ladies wanted to let me know that my statement about "people all over the world, from every walk of life," was not quite accurate, since the flashmob video contains no Dominican nuns. They said they had wanted to join one of those delightful mobs, singing and jumping around, but were stuck at the convent because their motorcycle is in the shop. Then they directed me to this YouTube clip of them playing "Happy Birthday" on the piano. They said Jenny should consider their performance to be especially for her and asked if I would please include it in my post, in the interests of diversity. I am happy to comply.



Okay, now I rest my case! Froh Geburtstag, Jenny!

Monday, February 3, 2014

Today is February 3rd, and you know what that means.

It's my sister Bonnie's birthday! I like blogging family birthdays, because that usually involves getting Mike to pull out the old photo albums so we can meander down Memory Lane. This year M showed me some interesting pics I'd never seen before, and I learned a bunch from them.

First, I discovered that Bonnie's current love affair with phones actually goes back over four decades, when they looked like this, and people just talked to each other on them:


Bonnie was a precocious child, which means she did things that were quite advanced for her age. For example, she began experimenting with makeup when she wasn't yet two years old:


For the most part Bonnie's always been an attractive person, careful about her appearance, but for a short time around the age of eight she went through a downright ugly spell. M says that on October 31st of that year she'd have had to sneak up on a glass of water to get a drink!


Right after that she prettied up again, except for a brief relapse the following October:


When she was still very young Bonnie discovered horses and began taking Western-style riding lessons. A few years later she switched to English tack. Here she is riding a hunter-jumper named Springer:


Her riding ability came in handy later that year, when she and Mike visited Grandpa George in Honduras. Here they are going along a river on their way to Grandpa's coffee farm (L-R: Step-Grandma Teresa, Grandpa, & Bonnie. Mike is the one taking the picture while trying not to fall off his own horse.)


Grandpa and Teresa lived in a little Caribbean coastal village called Balfate (Bal-FAH-tay). One of Mike's favorite pictures from their trip is this one of Bonnie meeting a couple of residents on the town's unpaved main street. (You might need to enlarge the photo to see the chicken.)


While they were in Balfate, they got invited to a barbecue at a neighbor's cattle ranch. Here's a nice photo of M, B, & G'pa from that outing:


This picture's a bit blurry, but it's the only one M could find of Bonnie riding Jeannie's motorcycle. He says those were the days!


Another memory worth savoring was going out into Tampa Bay on Grandma's big sailboat, Night Train. This particular trip looks like it might have been in winter!


Soon after Mike, Jeannie, Bonnie, and Jenny moved to DeLand in 1980, Bonnie found another great pastime: community theater. She joined a group called the Shoestring Theatre, and her first role was as one of the king's wives in a Rodgers and Hammerstein musical called The King and I.


By the way, M wants me to remind Bonnie that he was the one who did her hair before every performance! He says thank God for Kentucky Jelly--whatever that's supposed to mean.

In June of 1990 Bonnie married a really cool Army guy named Fred Taylor. I like this picture of them coming out of Stetson University's Elizabeth Hall after the ceremony. Mike also says that that's the same building where one of the R-rated scenes from the movie Ghost Story was filmed.


Bonnie's last big whoop-de-do at Stetson was the following spring, when she graduated from the College of Law, in Gulfport, Florida (a/k/a Baja St. Petersburg). Here she is being handed her J.D. diploma by then-President Doug Lee.


As you can probably tell, I think Bonnie is finer than frog hair and am just wowed by her many adventures and accomplishments. Mike and Jeannie and sister Jenny all join me in wishing her the happiest birthday ever!

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Fifty years ago today . . .

. . . on Thursday, January 30, 1964, Mike and several of his flight school comrades flew out over the Gulf of Mexico in T-28C airplanes like the one in this picture and somehow managed to find that same ship, the USS Lexington:


One-by-one, they landed on its flight deck and took off again. Then to make sure it wasn't beginner's luck, they did it seven more times.

To commemorate the event, M planned to go flying today in another old training plane called an AT-6. He booked an hour-long "Ultimate Barnstormer" package offered by History Flight, a warplane restoration group at the DeLand Airport. The flight includes something called aerobatics, which requires clear skies and good visibility. But as a dead Scottish poet wrote, "The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men / Gang aft agley . . ." That basically means don't count your chickens before they're hatched. Or as a New Jersey governor might say, we'll close that bridge when we get to it! Our airport and surrounding area have been overcast and rainy for the past couple of days, thanks to a winter storm named Leon:



M took these pictures yesterday morning and hoped things would look a lot better today, but they didn't. So he'll have to try again later. Stay tuned . . .

Sunday, January 19, 2014

I've got mail!

I hardly ever get email, but today I received a really nice message from a couple of pet friends in Colorado, a dog named Emmie Lee and a kitty named Milo. As it happens, Emmie and Milo's peeps are good friends of Mike and Jeannie. They attached several great photos of themselves, and I thought I'd share them with you.

Here's one of Emmie. Whussup, good lookin'?


And here's Milo relaxing under the Christmas tree:


M and J can't put up Christmas trees anymore, with five cats in the house. Four of them are definite climbers.

Finally, one of Milo sporting an Elizabethan collar to keep him from scratching an owie on his nose. I have an E-collar from one of my visits to the vet last year, but I didn't have to wear it after all. So I guess it ended up being just a souvenir.


Milo doesn't look too thrilled with his. I hope he feels better soon!

Thanks, guys, for being in touch!

Updated  Monday, January 20, 2014:

You can find some nifty ideas in the comics. If Milo likes watching TV, maybe he could get this upgrade kit:


Sunday, January 12, 2014

Chief Thundershirt sez . . .

Hot dog costumes--they're not just for Halloween anymore. They also make you feel better when the sky is crashing down outside!