Daily Squirrel Report

Tippee, our resident female has been with us for over a year now. She is smart and engaging. She has a beautiful white streak down the end of her tail so she is clearly identified. She has had at least 3 nests of babies and still comes round to get nuts from us. We admire her paretning skills as she shows her newest juvenile the "ropes". Nell is clearly Tippee's offspring. She has the same tall ears and sweet ways that her momma has. Nell likes to copy her momma and lie on the railing of the porch and retrieve peanuts from us. She is just a bit nervous that momma-Tippee will discover her on the porch and reproach her with a chase. Nell is a bit of drama queen and when Tippee gets too close she squeaks as if Tippee has bitten her. Tippee is gentle but firm with Nell. She lets her get her share of nuts but Tippee always wants first dibs.

Met a small grey friend in the park today. He had a stubby black tail. So, I named him Stubby. He was shy at first but then he decided that we wouldn't try to eat him. He chattered his teeth nervously but in the end didn't completely run away. He spied on me from a branch above my head.

Also met a beautiful Malamute that was 10 years old. He was so fluffy and soft like a big teddy bear. I pet his ears and they were so soft. He barked at his owners because he wanted to move on and chase birds.

I love our furry friends.

Oprah and the plastic bag dream

I had a dream the other night that I was chasing a plastic bag in the air. As the wind carried it so I was also lifted in the air. As I grabbed for it I was pulled along by it.

I was in the Chicago O'Hare Airport running through the airport chasing my plastic bag when it zig-zagged and gently tapped someone on the back. It was Oprah. She was sitting in a cafe with Gayle and they were having some coffee. I had a choice do I stop and talk to Oprah or chase the plastic bag.

I chose the plastic bag and out of no where starting floating and flying again. Oprah turned around and said "This coffee is very good." Gayle said, "un huh."

When a friend dies

When a friend dies you remember strange pieces
fleeting and random memories like bits of string

Holding her sister as she sobs in your arms
after she tells you that Aimee is dead

Thinking "if I hold her tight enough it will take the pain away"

The last vacation we took at the beach
she bought too many peaches
more than we could possibly eat

The small elephant tatoo on her ankle
it had a flower in its trunk

Alan wore her jeans at the beach
because he forgot to pack his own clothes

How she and her sister made massive amounts of christmas cookies
and finished each other's sentences

How she looks in her wedding picture
so lovely and madly in love
as she throws her head back and kisses Rick -- her soon to be husband

All that is left now is a sad lonely look in her husband's eyes
knowing he is the one that survived the crash

And this beautiful black and white picture of her
on the MV ferry looking into the ocean

Bad TV junkie

Okay, so I admit I like some bad TV. Like BH 90210....Kelly was my fav character. She wasn't slutty just misunderstood...and sure Dillion was a James-Dean wannabe but oh, the hair!

and yes, I admit that I watched Buffy faithfully. The last episode I thought was little beyond what Buffy was about. I liked the idea that there is a "vampire slayer" inside of every girl. Sort of that "girlzz rule" attitude. We all need a little of that.

I think we all have those different aspects inside of us. Warrior, victim, nerd, jock, brain etc. It is a matter of how we tap into that and honor it.

So, there you go. I learned something from bad TV.

just testing the waters today....is it too cold to jump in or do I dive from the top platform?