Friday, August 17, 2007


Plattie & Pinky all ready to go to their new homes. Unfortunately they will be separated, but they will be loved by two of the newest family members. Sophia, my granddaughter, and Oliva, my great niece. Ohh I sound so old!
My sister Carol sent me a link to the pattern at this site:

http://www.craftbits.com/viewProject.do?projectID=1359

They are made with the softest chenille and some other kind of soft fuzzy fabric.
When Sofia's father was a toddler (he is 32 now) I took him to a craft store. He picked out a stuffed platypus. His name is Pookie. Well, one week after Pookie came home, his nose fell off. Robert was hysterical. So, back to the craft store we went. The owner took Pookie into the operating room out back, and gave him a new nose. There was someone there from the local newspaper.
They took our picture and wrote a little story about the store, poor Pookie, and his emergency surgery.
When I went to visit my new granddaughter, Sofia, guess who was sitting right on the coffee table? Yep, Pookie. So, now Sofia will have a platypus too and Pookie will have a friend. When I deliver hers, I have some emergency surgery to do on Pookie. He isn't as young as he used to be, one of his feet fell off, old age and all, I guess it was bound to happen!!
When I showed my daugher, Katie the new creations, she informed me that Platypus's have stingers. They are the only egg laying mamal with a poisonous stinger, and a beak. This is the child we are dropping of in NY to go to school for wildlife biology. I told her, thanks for the info, but there was no stinger in the pattern. So much for a cuddly baby toy! Whodaknown!

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

I have no time right now to compile something interesting for you today. So, I got this email and thought, boy I wish I thought of that! ENJOY

I was in Walmart buying a large bag of Purina for mydog and was in Line to check out. A woman behind measked me if I had a dog...DUHHHH I was feeling a bit crabby so on impulse, I told herNO and that I was starting The Purina Diet again,although I probably shouldn't because I ended up inthe hospital the last time. BUT, I'd lost 50 poundsbefore I awakened in an intensive care unit with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IV's inboth arms. Her eyes about bugged out of her head. Iwent on and on with the Bogus diet story and she wastotally buying it. I told her that it was an easy, inexpensive diet andthat the way it works is to load your pockets or pursewith Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two everytime you feel hungry. The package said the food isnutritionally complete so I was going to try it again.(I have to mention here that practically everyone inthe line was by now enthralled with my story,particularly a tall guy behind her.) Horrified, she asked if something in the dog food hadpoisoned me and was that why I ended up in thehospital. I said, Oh NO!, I'd been sitting in the street lickingmy ass when a car hit me. I thought the tall guy in back of the line was goingto have to be Carried out.