3. Rip someone’s face off and stick their head in the dirt. I learned that from a three-year old and have given it a lot of thought over the years. It is definitely a focused way to communicate displeasure to someone, I think, because I never really reached the point where I needed to test it.
Is it true that ducks are only waterproof chickens with lips?
Someone did something really nice to me this week, and I am still blushing about it, so it’s my little secret.
3. It’s okay to say something like “uh, yah, well,” because it doesn’t really commit you to anything and we can still be friends since it works the same as “look, squirrel!” for people like me who have short attention spans.
psychic - yesterday a squirrel darted from beneath a bush in front of my golf cart (yes I play golf....badly). Before I could say 'look, squirrel' or 'eek, squirrel' she (I say she because she was obviously clever) darted back into the scrubby brush with a near miss. So when I say 'look squirrel' it's actually a very serious comment.😂
I know it’s serious. I keep forgetting my atm card at our local bank, whereupon the machine sucks it in and days later, when I remember I forgot it, I grovel back to the bank where they look at me with stern, arched eyebrows and I shrug my shoulders while murmuring, “look, squirrel.”
I came from a disadvantaged childhood where there wasn’t enough level land for a golf course, so we frisbeed cow pies at one another, a sport I doubt will ever make it to the Olympics.
Welcome back! Love the new stick figures! Really cute! Answers to your questions:
1. Top hat duck at the beach.
2. Yes! I’m a fiddle faddler! One of the best! I do go through spurts though where I get very ambitious and get stuff done. Lists are my friend. Crossing off tasks as they’re completed gives me joy!
3. Sign language.
4. Someone brought me a bag of cherry tomatoes! YUM!
This looks very promising, Heather! You are in such an optimistic, joyful mood. Sounds like a woman in love, if you ask me.... But your positivity is catching. So ... will the Kinda Kind meld with the Friday Club posts? Or will they remain separate? I can envision them together.
Hi, Welcome back! I too love your new stick friend. He adds so much playfulness. I'll go straight to the kind thing this week - I got to spend a couple of hours playing with my great-granddaughter. Pure joy!!
A girl and she is 19 months old. I couldn't agree with you more about being fortunate. It is also heart-warming to sit at a table, with my daughter, her son and his wife, his daughter, and me. Four generations - knowing and loving each other.
Welcome back, Heather! I'd like to share a kind thing that happened to me this week.
I'm at a resort for a work retreat (a hard life, I know.) After several hours of meetings, I finally got my room key and a chance to visit my room. I had no idea where to go next and I guess it showed. A man on a golf cart offered me a ride to my cottage, carried my bag up and then, when my key didn't work, he drove me back to the main building, waited for me to get a new key and drove me to my room again. On this final trip I discovered he is NOT a regular shuttle-runner (they do have these, so it was a safe assumption on my part.) He's the golf pro and had been returning from the course for the day when he found me wondering lost and alone. It's not his job to shuttle people or help them find their rooms. He knew I wouldn't be able to tip (a policy of the resort: gratuity is included.) He simply saw someone who needed help and stepped up. It really made my day and reset my mood for the week. I thought I needed a nap or a drink, but it was his kindness that energized me for the rest of the retreat. Thank you, kind golf pro!
What a wonderful story, Maggie! Isn't it amazing how such a selfless act can make such a difference. Definitely ripples of kindness. Thank you for sharing.
On no, a Sprocket clue.....does it have something to do with that whole tune in to the notes things? Ryan...where are you?
Ah, sign language - brilliant and I hadn't thought of it...I was too busy fiddle faddling. That's a really good one.
Tell Ryan he needs to keep fishing. He should have the best bait!
Thanks, Mitch, for your vote of confidence. I'm happy to be back.
3. Rip someone’s face off and stick their head in the dirt. I learned that from a three-year old and have given it a lot of thought over the years. It is definitely a focused way to communicate displeasure to someone, I think, because I never really reached the point where I needed to test it.
Is it true that ducks are only waterproof chickens with lips?
Someone did something really nice to me this week, and I am still blushing about it, so it’s my little secret.
3. Um, not sure how to respond to that. Extreme communication.
On ducks - I will ask the next chicken about the lip thing.
Those kind of secrets are nice. Enjoy.
And thank you for commenting. I appreciate it.
3. It’s okay to say something like “uh, yah, well,” because it doesn’t really commit you to anything and we can still be friends since it works the same as “look, squirrel!” for people like me who have short attention spans.
psychic - yesterday a squirrel darted from beneath a bush in front of my golf cart (yes I play golf....badly). Before I could say 'look, squirrel' or 'eek, squirrel' she (I say she because she was obviously clever) darted back into the scrubby brush with a near miss. So when I say 'look squirrel' it's actually a very serious comment.😂
I know it’s serious. I keep forgetting my atm card at our local bank, whereupon the machine sucks it in and days later, when I remember I forgot it, I grovel back to the bank where they look at me with stern, arched eyebrows and I shrug my shoulders while murmuring, “look, squirrel.”
I came from a disadvantaged childhood where there wasn’t enough level land for a golf course, so we frisbeed cow pies at one another, a sport I doubt will ever make it to the Olympics.
Love your joyful stick figure mascot! It adds personality to your already wonderful Substack.
Aw, thank you Scott. You have just made my day. I so appreciate that.
Welcome back! Love the new stick figures! Really cute! Answers to your questions:
1. Top hat duck at the beach.
2. Yes! I’m a fiddle faddler! One of the best! I do go through spurts though where I get very ambitious and get stuff done. Lists are my friend. Crossing off tasks as they’re completed gives me joy!
3. Sign language.
4. Someone brought me a bag of cherry tomatoes! YUM!
Oh good, a fellow fiddle faddler! Don't you just love those lists! I'd never get anything done without them.
Sign language - very good one. Thank you.
Perfect time of year for cherry tomatoes! Enjoy!
And welcome back from your travels!
This looks very promising, Heather! You are in such an optimistic, joyful mood. Sounds like a woman in love, if you ask me.... But your positivity is catching. So ... will the Kinda Kind meld with the Friday Club posts? Or will they remain separate? I can envision them together.
Great question, Sharron. I'm contemplating. Not sure I can keep them both going. We'll see. Perhaps a merger of sorts...
I feel like I subscribed at just in time for this makeover (yesterday).
I love your little stick dude 😁
Thank you!
Hi, Welcome back! I too love your new stick friend. He adds so much playfulness. I'll go straight to the kind thing this week - I got to spend a couple of hours playing with my great-granddaughter. Pure joy!!
Now that's a definite kindness. Girl? Boy? Age? You are fortunate indeed.
A girl and she is 19 months old. I couldn't agree with you more about being fortunate. It is also heart-warming to sit at a table, with my daughter, her son and his wife, his daughter, and me. Four generations - knowing and loving each other.
Welcome back, Heather! I'd like to share a kind thing that happened to me this week.
I'm at a resort for a work retreat (a hard life, I know.) After several hours of meetings, I finally got my room key and a chance to visit my room. I had no idea where to go next and I guess it showed. A man on a golf cart offered me a ride to my cottage, carried my bag up and then, when my key didn't work, he drove me back to the main building, waited for me to get a new key and drove me to my room again. On this final trip I discovered he is NOT a regular shuttle-runner (they do have these, so it was a safe assumption on my part.) He's the golf pro and had been returning from the course for the day when he found me wondering lost and alone. It's not his job to shuttle people or help them find their rooms. He knew I wouldn't be able to tip (a policy of the resort: gratuity is included.) He simply saw someone who needed help and stepped up. It really made my day and reset my mood for the week. I thought I needed a nap or a drink, but it was his kindness that energized me for the rest of the retreat. Thank you, kind golf pro!
What a wonderful story, Maggie! Isn't it amazing how such a selfless act can make such a difference. Definitely ripples of kindness. Thank you for sharing.