Friday, December 25, 2015

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

BOTB Results: "Breath of Heaven"

Our battles take place twice a month: on the 1st and 15th.
 The results come six days later: on the 7th and 21st. That's 
when I return, total all of the votes, including mine 
(if necessary), and announce the winner. 

This music blogging event first introduced by our friends 
and I'd like to give them a heartfelt "thank you":

Fae @ Far Away Eyes 
Stephen T. McCarthy presents... 


Oooh, it wasn't even close. I'm not technically sure I can call it a landslide but I'm gonna go out on a limb. Sara Groves clobbered our contenders with a big ole' 16 votes to Melissa Manchester's 3 and Donna Summer's disco-respectable 7.

All hail the Queen of the Dec. 15 BOTB! Sing us out, Sara:




Our Live Nativity avoided rain for two days and I thought you might like to see a picture. That "wise man" in red is my own dear Gonzo, standing there without a walker or crutch (okay, there's a ridiculously expensive custom brace under those pants but who's complaining? Not me!).



Don't forget to visit the peeps (many of which do much, much better at BOTB):

YOUR DAILY DOSE

Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas and God bless!

Thursday, November 26, 2015

A Thanksgiving Table is Set (Revisiting a Memory)


[This is a repost from 2014. Some stories stay the same.]

Dashing around yesterday, I made a little "me" time to re-visit a hole-in-the-wall antique shop. Hubzam and I had stopped there three or four days ago and as I wandered through the little shop, I spied a set of goblets on a shelf. Instant heart glitch; I squealed with delight! It was a set of vintage Libby Silver Leaf glassware that goes perfectly with my china pattern. I know this because I have some water and juice glasses, and these were the same type.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

BOTB Results: "Goodnight, Saigon"



Whoo-ah! That wasn't even close. Perhaps it was the serious Kennedy honors staging, the elderly reflective Billy Joel in the audience, or the jaunty cowboy hat - but Garth won it, fair n' square.  

Seriously, though: anything that calls attention to veterans and their sacrifices gets a thumbs up from me. This isn't Billy Joel's personal story anymore than "Downeaster Alexa," but the man knows how to use song to tell a story. Love him or hate him, he has undeniable talent. He's the piano man, right?

But there was a steady flow of "Billy owned it" and so, I'm gonna let a younger piano-man-Billy sing us out...



Our battles take place twice a month: on the 1st and 15th. The results come six days later: on the 7th and 21st. That's when I return, total all of the votes, including mine (if necessary), and announce the winner. 

This music blogging event first introduced by our friends 

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Overheard...


[This whole story is paraphrased because I don't sit at the teen table anymore.]

The other day, my son and I met some friends at a fast food restaurant after his physical therapy. The four teens sat at one table and my friend, Robin, and I sat at another table and gabbed about all the things teens hate. It's a highlight of my week.  

The specific teen dynamic at the other table consisted of three siblings and my own son, Gonzo. Q-man and Gonzo have been best pals for years. The twins, Gillypoo and Big Z, are along for the ride usually. Big Z is Q-man's younger brother and like all younger brothers, he wants desperately to be part of the older guy's conversations. 

Somewhere along the way, Big Z pitched an idea to the older guys: Thanksgiving lights. I could hear them chuckle at the thought and Big Z kept pitching away. Nothing they said could diminish his excitement.  

"Come on, I think this is an idea whose time has come. Why not? This could be the next big thing. Thanksgiving is a big holiday - why not lights?" he presented with an abundance of boyish enthusiasm. The boy was totally serious. 

"I think you're just jealous of my idea because you didn't think of it," Big Z added. 

This started a series of friendly jabs and jokes at Big Z's expense. Finally, he pleaded, "Come on...I'm sending all these good vibes your way and all I'm getting is bad vibes in return...you're jealous of me and my good idea..."

I love kids. They are an endless source of amusement. If I find turkey lights, I'm hanging ten strings of 'em around my porch and inviting Big Z over.

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Battle of the Bands: "Goodnight, Saigon"


WELCOME TO THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS!!!


Our battles take place twice a month: on the 1st and 15th.

 The results come six days later: on the 7th and 21st. That's 
when I return, total all of the votes, including mine 
(if necessary), and announce the winner. 

This music blogging event first introduced by our friends 
and I'd like to give them a heartfelt "thank you":

Fae @ Far Away Eyes 
Stephen T. McCarthy presents... 



In 1982, Billy Joel released the song "Goodnight, Saigon" on the album The Nylon Curtain. The theme was the Viet Nam war and this song always grabbed my heart as Joel sang of this band of Marines who "dug in deep and shot on sight" and said "we'd all go down together." 

When I saw this done in concert, I was moved to tears by a large band of veterans who stood together and sang the chorus, swaying to the rhythm of the song and shedding a few tears of their own. Powerful stuff; I don't care if he performed it a zillion times. 

Al Penwasser, this BOTB is dedicated to you. You inspire some of my posts, too.



THE ORIGINAL:
Goodnight, Saigon by Billy Joel





CONTENDER #1:
Garth Brooks
(Kennedy Center Honors for Billy Joel)

Dang it, now I'm tearing up again. 




CONTENDER #3: Joan Baez


Listening to this, it initially seemed like it wasn't a 
great contender. It grew on me. 



It's your turn now. Listen and vote for your favorite.
I'll tally them up and return on the 21st to give you a tally and 
announce the winner who will then forever bask in Flipside glory. 
Now, don't you want to be part of that? Get votin'. 

Don't forget to visit the peeps (many of which do much, much better at BOTB):

YOUR DAILY DOSE




Say a prayer for all those hurting in Paris and Beruit.


Thursday, November 12, 2015

Thank You, Red Cup


The whole red cup thing is a little crazy. As I understand it, a few of the brethren were up in arms about Starbucks removing Christian Christmas symbolism from their delightfully delicious high-priced java.

Except...they didn't. 

I'll support any and all Christians in the world in their struggles, but this isn't one. I've got a few under my own roof, as a matter of fact (Christians AND struggles). But I don't have any expectations from businesses except for their "business" and I certainly don't feel like they must choose to celebrate a Christian holiday exactly as the Christian community may acknowledge it (in spite of the fact that is IS called "Christ-mas," if that's not your religious bend you might still want coffee and I can see that being important to someone who, say...sells coffee?).

But the red cup complaints were way too far down the road before the first person raised their head and said, "Hey...their cups have always been holiday-neutral (my made-up term)."

Less Christian complaints, more Christian action. There's plenty of real things to worry about. Trust me on this one. And go get a coffee, it's chilly out tonight. Merry Thursday.

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Hump Day Petty Party


Hubzam and I have longterm goals in the relationship department and that is a shared blessing. A friend commented that she wished her relationship was as easygoing as mine. In other words, she is acting under the notion that Hubzam and I would never disagree or be at odds with one another. 

Oh, honey, grab the coffee...

Truly, we get along great but we do have our Petty Parties over the most ridiculous, useless, unimportant issues and even as I write this - I'm still petty about some things I recognize as idiotic! Is there hope for me? Probably not.

A few examples...

The Sock Petty Party
When I wash clothes, it's hard to keep all these dang socks straight. So I have two buckets sitting on my laundry-folding table: one for dark socks and one for light socks. This dumb idea keeps laundry folding to a minimum in the sock department, thus speeding up the task. Over the years, I've wasted hours trying to find missing socks. Let the guys sort them out. 

Hubzam does his part by complaining about mismatched socks and laying them on the washer, willy nilly, as he looks for a match. That caused my guilt gene to flair up and so I went to the sock bucket and sorted them all out and matched those loners up. After all, it's such a petty thing that I let a pile of mismatched socks irritate me, right?

A few mornings ago, I found all the matched socks thrown back in the bucket. 

My head popped off. The end.

(Repeat this episode 2-3 times monthly until your blood pressure reaches dangerous levels.)

The Yardwork Petty Party
On Saturdays, Hubzam will go outside and mow the lawn while I clean inside. The man actually loves to mow the lawn and I'm not inconvenienced in the least by his need to ride Ye Olde Husqvarna into the sunset while surrounded by a cloud of chlorophyll scented debris. No complaints here, boss.

Our front porch is level with the entrance; no steps at all. After I've ran the sweeper and dusted, I'll start to see grass and leaves here and there. Following this trail, I usually find that he pointed the mower's discharge chute toward the front door...'cause he'll sweep that later...after everyone has walked through it for hours...nothing bad could come of that plan. 

Except for when my head pops off.

Kids are not immune...

The "I'm Exhausted and You Just Crossed a Threshold of Patience" Petty Party
You've heard my stories of late: poor Gonzo has been laid up by an accident and wrestling with the incapacitation. He's been a champion of patients, seriously. Remember that as I relate this tale...there's not enough ellipses in the world to do it justice.

One night, long after Dad had gone to bed, I found myself about two hours past when I SHOULD have gone to bed. While trying to get Gonzo set up for the night, he was telling me what needed done for his comfort. "My pillows need moved...Could I have a fan turned on (he always sleeps with a fan...don't ask me why)?... Could I just move the fan two inches to the left?...The brace is uncomfortable; could we take it off and put it on again?... Can I have a glass of water?... How about moving that pillow, please, Mom?... The fan still isn't right...I'm out of water...and I think I will need another pillow...my foot is cold..."

Then he pointed at a spot on his face and asked me to scratch it for him. Dude: your finger is right there - scratch away!

Insert this face in your mental image of what is going on: 

While I would do anything in the world for Gonzo, I'm not a saint and the time comes when a person is just too tired to keep from making that specific face. It's the kid equivalent of the head popping off.

What's my point?

Everyone has that moment where they fire up their own custom petty party. More often than not, it's the people close to you who get invitations, hot air filled balloons, and noise makers. Don't let the party go too long and learn to laugh at your own ridiculousness. 

Update:
There are 19 dark socks on the laundry table. Grrrrrrrrrrr...

Friday, November 6, 2015

Celebrate the Small Things & Friendly Blog-Zone Awards


It's Friday and time to Celebrate the Small Things!
Welcome to our wonderful oasis of mini-celebrations. 
Hosted by Lexa Cain, and her wonderful co-hosts: 
L.G. Keltner @ Writing Off The Edge 
Tonja @ Kidbits

It's been a great week and full of many blessings, but here are my favorite:

1. Gonzo got his cast off of his arm and he was so happy! He gets to start some PT this week and finally bear a little weight on his leg.

2. Magoo and Lady L moved into a new apartment. It's always exciting to get set up in a new place. When his muscles stop hurting, he'll realize this.

3. I almost forgot! My Juggernaut has a birthday! He is the most fun guy on the planet and has a personality that this planet can barely sustain - and I love him so.

Now go and visit these other bloggers who are celebrating! 


Many blog buddies contacted me privately this week and showed concern. You don't know how much I loved that! I've not had the mental energy to participate in blogging much but it's nice to know that people are genuinely kind and supportive.

In honor of those bloggers, I've created a new badge: 

Everyone needs a friend, even in the blog world. This is for those bloggers who make me glad I can visit their blog. They keep a friendly blog-zone and really, we need to celebrate that spirit! Life is too short for anything less.

Send this badge far and wide! Right click on it, even if you're not on today's list, and nominate anyone and everyone who strives for a friendly blog-zone. If you didn't make today's list, grab the badge and nominate your friendly blog pals anyway - don't wait!

There's too many friendly blogs to mention, so I'll start by naming a few, in no particular order. If you're not on the list this week, you'll probably be there in the near future! I like to follow friendly blogs: 

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Hump Day Haikus for Medical Equipment


Wheelchair, I hate you
You know your days are numbered
Soon you will leave us.

We thank you, wheelchair
Roll versus carry - no sweat
Yet something is wrong.

I cannot trust you
You have very evil intent
You need a patient.

I know you watch me
You block my night time routine
Mommy needs potty.

Why must you hurt ME?
I need all of my ten toes
Darkness equals pain.

You hide by the chair
Wheelchair, I know you are there
Still...I stub a toe.

Before you must leave
Take time to train the walker
It must have manners.

Monday, November 2, 2015

Michael D'Agostino's Question of the Month


Michael D'Agostino of A Life Examined (that sweet thunder from down under) started this blog hop with these words:

"Your readers would like to know a little more about you. Show them who you are by taking part in the Question of the Month bloghop. On the first Monday of each month, we answer the question that gets posted here. Sign up on the list (on Michael's site) to join the fun ;) With every question, remember that the important part is explaining your answer. And please, if you have any suggestions for new questions, share them in the comments section. I bet you've got some great ideas for us."

This month's question is: 
Are you an introvert or an extrovert?


Line up all my friends. Ask each one of them this same question: is Cherdo an introvert or extrovert? I'd bet a mighty sum that they'd all say I was an extrovert, confident, etc. Recently, a friend told me, "everyone knows you're a force to be reckoned with...they wouldn't cross you."  Whaaaa??  That's incredibly weird. In fact, I said those same words to my friend. 

I consider myself an introvert based on the fact that it is time alone that fuels me for the good. In my private quiet times, creative things happen and I NEED them to happen to make my life happy and healthy. 

Introspection helps me maneuver life choices ahead of me. Prayer gives me clarity. If life is too hectic, I'll start craving the alone time to recharge.

Granted, I'll do whatever (or be whoever) is required. If you need someone to stand up and say something to a group: done. Diffuse an argument or be an intermediary? I'm there for you. If someone needs to speak up or lead a group on a project, I'll help. 

But that doesn't mean I'm an extrovert. It just means I like a solution (and I do) and helping others. 






Monday, October 26, 2015

The Listing Hop for October 26



To celebrate eight years of blogging, Bish Denham offered up The Listing Hop for today, October 26th. The rules are delightfully simple: Sign the Linky list, grab the banner and make a list!

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

BOTB Results: "Helter Skelter"


I couldn't have called this one! It was neck and neck, then it looked like Teenage Kicks would win...but no! Rockyard reigns supreme. Thanks for everyone who voted (and was patient with my voting lag time).

Monday, October 19, 2015

Did I Say That?

One of my true life adventure of Cherdo stories involves post-op me, wandering around a drugstore with Hubzam as he attempted to fill my prescription for me. 

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Wednesday Pup Welcome


A heartfelt welcome to Janie Junebug's newest dog-child, Penelope! May the three dogs of our lives forever control the living room and walk schedule in perfect harmony with moms and nature.

Especially nature.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Lyrics That Require a Comment


Timbaland: The Way I Are
Can you handle me the way I'm are?

Cherdo: I are. Or I be? My grammar is not as good as yours; I not "famous."



Friday, October 9, 2015

Celebrate the Small Things



It's Friday and time to Celebrate the Small Things!
Welcome to our wonderful oasis of mini-celebrations. 
Hosted by Lexa Cain, and her wonderful co-hosts: 
L.G. Keltner @ Writing Off The Edge 
Tonja @ Kidbits


Last time, I celebrated with a video.

This time, I'd like to say that there have been many small mercies and friendships to celebrate in the past month. Too many to mention and all too precious to risk an accidental omission (and my brain is fogging up!). 

So, I celebrate some of the small things in pictures:

The Blessing of the Animals at our church 
(Coco needed it...we called it "bless this mess" for her).

Glorious color in the garden!

The marigolds are showing off this year.

Checking in with the doc, keeping the ole' chin up, and continued progress.

Stop by my pals' blogs and learn about their celebrations for the week; it might pick up your spirits, too.



Wednesday, October 7, 2015

BOTB: Boyce Avenue/Fifth Harmony vs. Tsui & Schneider



Wow! Not even close and I had my doubts for a minute there. Well, peeps, I would have voted the same way even though I liked all of the versions of Justin Timberlake's "Mirrors."

If I could go off the rails for a minute, I like Boyce Avenue in general. Fifth Harmony is great but Boyce Avenue didn't need them to make this a good cover.

Lots of bands do covers - the internet is a boiling cauldron of amateurs of all skill level and an equal amount of actual working bands. For me, doing a cover is tricky. A musician has to be brave. The fan base of the original version will only go so far (hey, they've made their decision about who they like, right?). 

Boyce Avenue does a whole lotta covers and they do a good job of putting a bit of their own special polish on the tune. I'm really a fan of the group. Get your YouTube on and check out more of their covers.

Congrats, Boyce Avenue & Fifth Harmony!
Now, sing us out!!




Now, follow up with the whole gang! Great battles were going on - 
did you miss out? It's not too late. Tell them Cherdo says 'howdy": 

Monday, October 5, 2015

MIchael D'Agostino's Question of the Month



Michael D'Agostino of A Life Examined (that sweet thunder from down under) started this blog hop with these words:

"Your readers would like to know a little more about you. Show them who you are by taking part in the Question of the Month bloghop. On the first Monday of each month, we answer the question that gets posted here. Sign up on the list (on Michael's site) to join the fun ;) With every question, remember that the important part is explaining your answer. And please, if you have any suggestions for new questions, share them in the comments section. I bet you've got some great ideas for us."

This month's question is: 
Who would play you in a movie?

Well, if you read the comments on the "reminder" post you saw my answer: probably Melissa McCarthy. 
  • Why? Well, I could never see a beauty playing me, so that rules out most of the "go-to" actresses. I'm a little short according to my BMI. 
  • Then check off those who aren't funny; no one would pick someone who wasn't at least trying to get a laugh at one time or another. 
  • I love awkward moments or ridiculous comedy. 
Michael, this was a great question and I can't wait to read the others' responses. Keep up the good work, buddy.

You can read them, too, or just join the hop. Sign up below or visit Michael at A Life Examined.




Oct. 5: The Bonehead Blog Hop


"Confession is good for the soul...it may not
be your soul, but trust me - it's good for someone's soul."

Glad to have you stop by! 



The Bonehead Blog Hop is hosted by my good pal, 
and 
an equal opportunity offender and virtual bonehead mistake factory.

_______________________________________________



At first, I thought I'd carry this tale to my grave (for reasons I will explain below). There are somethings that you do that you just don't want the other person involved to know...no good can come of it, after all. 

Ah, what the heck...it's been a slow month for boneheadery. 

Friends know that our lives have basically whirled around Gonzo's accident since early September. At times, it has been an exhausting challenge fueled by worry. We've had some long days. One of the challenges is that my son is a bit of a neat freak about himself and now we have to be really creative with bathing and personal hygiene. 

As a Mom, I know that healing is more than just a bunch of cells knitting together. Mental health comes into play; at times, I think he worries that we are doing too much but the fact of the matter is this is what family is for. We're happy to have the opportunity to help in any way. No matter how weary, we try to be upbeat and encouraging.

On a particularly tiresome day, Gonzo had just left the bathroom (no small task) and made his way to his "bed" (I use the term loosely; his room is actually upstairs). After sharing our "good nights", I placed my glasses on the table and started to walk to my bedroom.  

A frantic look crossed his face: "Mom! I forgot to brush my teeth!"

Normally, this wouldn't be a big deal. But the prospect of getting back to the bathroom had gotten harder over the last month, so I suggested I bring supplies to him. I carefully laid out a small towel and a glass of water plus a cup to spit in and went and got the toothpaste and toothbrush. With eyes at half mast, he brushed and completed the task. I gathered up the supplies and went to put them back in the drawer.

It was then that I noticed the toothbrush was PINK. (Note: At the risk of appearing tradional, may I say that Cherdo is the only girl in this house.)

He wondered what made me buy new toothbrushes when the other ones were pretty new.

As I write this, he still doesn't know he used my toothbrush and when he finds out, he will have a nuclear freakout...





Sunday, October 4, 2015

Bonehead Bloghop and Michael D'Agostino's QOM Tomorrow!


"Confession is good for the soul...it may not
be your soul, but trust me - it's good for someone's soul."

Hosted by 
 Author Diana Wilder of 
 Diana Wilder, ...About myself, by myself
 and 
 Cherdo, of
Cherdo on the Flipside
an equal opportunity offender and
 virtual bonehead mistake factory.

Then, head on over to my friend, 
Michael D'Agostino, for his Question of the Month:

Who would play you in a movie of your life?  

Join the Boneheads with the link below! See you tomorrow!