Sunday, October 24, 2010

Hood Ponderings




To apiculture or not to apiculture? That bee the question.

Our neighbor, Mrs. K., already has chickens. She’s back up to six again after multiple accidental deaths and dismembeerments (aren’t there insurance policies for this sort of thing?). And if you’ve kept up with the Blue Mailbox, you are well aware of the chicken tragedy I experienced last year. Well, now that Mrs. K. has the chicken thing down, she wants to add beekeeping to her repertoire…and she wants us to bee a part of it. She says our backyard would bee the perfect spot. And if not in our backyard, then the site of our recently deceased 100+ year old oak tree, in the back alley, would also bee ideal.

This apiary question comes just as a Georgia man was attacked by a swarm of Africanized Beees – beetter known as Killer Bees.The poor guy was just out working in his yard and accidently disturbeed their hive. He was stung over 100 times and later died.

At this point you might bee asking yourself “what’s the decision? ‘Not to bee’ seems pretty obvious, right?” Well, I’d bee pretty much with you if it weren’t for the whole crime scene around here. See, all of us neighbors that back up to the alley don’t have dogs to ward off criminals. Sure, we have chickens, cats, babies, children, prickly plants, power tools and water features…but no mean dogs to scare away the undesirables. And when the local Bee-P puts up a hand-made sign that pepper spray is sold at their establishment, I’m thinking “Beeware of Killer Bees” makes a way beeter sign than “Beeware of Dog”. Heck, maybee just the sign would work…we don’t actually have to start an apiary.

Decision made. No Bees.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

On Becoming My Mother

It's been happening for a long time, becoming my mother that is.  It started for me at a very early age.  For example, we both know how to rock an outfit, especially if dresses and skirts are involved.



And we both know how sit in a car in a lady-like fashion (I call shotgun!)
Recently, however, the fact that I'm becoming my mother has hit an all time high (or low?).  You guessed it, I'm finding Kleenex in all of my sweater pockets.  This has been both a pleasant surprise and an annoyance so I'm looking for my sweet mom to offer any suggestions she might have up her sleeve (which is where I anticipate finding Kleenex within the next 2-3 years if not sooner).

The pleasant surprise happened yesterday.  I was serving on my last day of jury duty in what was an unforgettable, life-changing experience for me and my 5 fellow jurors.  It was a lose-lose situation for the defendant and the State.  We all teared up in the deliberation room at the conclusion of the trial - even the men.  I was so glad to be able to reach into my sweater pocket and find a tissue waiting for me.

The annoyance part came about a week ago when I forgot to empty out the contents of my pockets before doing the laundry.  I ended up with a couple of crispy one dollar bills and a dryer full of shredded tissue covering my clothes.

Oh well, I'd be happy to become even half of my beautiful mother.  I can live with the annoyances.

SIDE NOTE:  If any of you are voting in the DeKalb County elections this November, please consider voting for incumbent Alvin T. Wong.  He was unbelievable and amazing during my jury service.  Not only did he take care of us jurors like we were his very own children, but he made it a point to remember all of our names - first and last...not just the 6 of us that were selected for the trial but all 24 people who were on the original panel.  I don't know how he did it.  And, he gets bonus points for telling Kid Rock that community service following a Waffle House fight did not include his normal volunteer singing engagements!

Sunday, September 05, 2010

Mosquito Protection Plan Almost Complete

We're off to the pool!  By this time next week the porch might be done!  Yeah!!!