At The Finish Line (028/366)

“The true runner comes to the finish and receives the prize and is crowned.”
 
Plato (c. 427-347 B.C.), Greek philosopher. Republic, 613 C....

TIME:  9:30-9:46 AM
PLACE:  Lindenwood College
SUBJECT:  MonkeyBoy & DramaQueen

The kids participated in the 2nd Annual ChiroMed Winter Luau 5K Run/Walk this morning.  DQ’s friend, Erin also ran in the race.  It was much colder than the race they did in December and that made it a little more difficult for them.  They made it though.  Way to go guys, I’m very proud of you!

Red Wall (027/366)

“Something there is that doesn't love a wall”

Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Mending Wall (l. 1). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.

TIME:  7:49 PM
PLACE:  Wasabi Sushi Bar
SUBJECT:  Restaurant wall
(another cell-phone picture)

StellaDella had a bad afternoon.  It mainly had to do with being unwanted and told to go away by the older sister and brother.  There was a whole lot of crying and hurt feelings going on when I walked into the house after work.  Poor baby.  I feel your pain SD.  I really do.  See, I had two older brothers who did the same to me when their friends were around.  So to cheer her up, HH and I took her (all by herself-no older siblings!) out to eat and then to the bookstore.  It seemed to have done the trick.

Vending Wall Of Delights (026/366)

Maggie Sibley: Well, I know that if you think life is a vending machine, where you put in virtue and you get out happiness, then you'll probably gonna be disappointed.

"Time Flies." Six Feet Under. 27 June 2005. Television.

TIME:  12:53 PM
PLACE:  Chinese buffet entrance
SUBJECT:  Vending machines
(taken with my cell phone)

I met the HH for lunch today at a nearby Chinese buffet. (We get the “date” time together when we can!)  During lunch I asked him if he like my photo yesterday and it was then that I realized my photos over the last 3rd days have been of something either on or against a wall.   Well, I guess since I have I theme happening, I need to name it - Week of Walls – all rights reserved (ha!) and need to keep it going.  Here are vending machines against the wall in the entrance area to the restaurant.  I was very tempted to part with 50 cents for one of those string dolls in the upper left machine.  But I didn’t.

Fun House Dryer (025/366)

Mr. Salt: What is this, Wonka? Some kind of funhouse?
Willy Wonka: Why? Having fun?

Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory. Writ. Roald Dahl. 1971. Warner Bros.

TIME:  8:35 PM
PLACE:  Target bathroom
SUBJECT: Xlerator hand dryer
(taken with my cell phone)

DramaQueen had freshman orientation at the high school this evening.  I cannot believe that my oldest will be in high school this fall.  I DID manage to embarrass her several times during the evening.  That’s my job.  After, we went to Target to pick up a few items.  I had to use the facilities before we started to shop.  I’m looking like a Weeble in this reflection.  That is NOT what my physique is like – honest!

Gymnasium (024/366)

“The moment I felt sure I had everything under control would invariably be the moment right before the principal called to report that one of my sons had just driven somebody's motorcycle through the high school gymnasium.”

Mary Kay Blakely (20th century), U.S. journalist, essayist, author and mother. American Mom, prologue (1994).

TIME:  5:02 PM
PLACE:  A junior high school.
SUBJECT:  Metal Gymnasium letters

MonkeyBoy had his first volleyball game at a rival junior high school this evening at 5:00pm.  (They won.)  I was a little late getting there from work.  And once I arrived, I was then even a little later because before I went inside, I stopped to take a photo of the metal letters spelling out G-Y-M-N-A-S-I-U-M on the brick wall outside.  Yep, I’m mother-of-the-year.  Well, anyway, I am excited because now it’s still light out at 5pm.  Yippee!

Retro Wall (023/366)

“If you are calling from a rotary phone, simply stay on the line until an operator returns, and then provide the operator with the next number you want to call.”

TIME:  7:12 PM PST
PLACE:  My brother’s house, California
SUBJECT:  Birthday presents and wall clock
(photo by said brother)

My brother John, has been into mid-century modern before mid-century modern was cool.  Like, way back in the late 1980’s/early 1990’s.  It’s true.  The home he recently purchased is quite retro as well.  When I saw this phone at our school’s rummage sale in October, I pounced on it knowing that it would be perfect for him.  Then in December, I found the pepper mill at a local thrift store.  These two items along with a couple of vintage books from our childhood and a retro decorating color wheel were Priority mailed to him on Saturday.  I was just a couple of days late from his b-day on the 20th.  He texted me this picture this evening.  I guess that means he likes his gift.

Dog Food (022/366)

Homer: Well, crying isn't gonna bring him back ... unless your tears smell like dog food. So you can either sit there crying and eating can after can of dog food until your tears smell enough like dog food to make your dog come back, or you can go out there and find your dog.

"The Canine Mutiny." The Simpsons. 13 Apr. 1997. Television.

TIME:  11:03 PM
PLACE:  Home
SUBJECT:  Oreo’s dog food

When she’s not eating the cat’s food or getting into the trash can, this is what Oreo scarf’s down.  I’m glad I’m not a dog.