What's your favorite Season?

 Mine is April.

Yes, I said April.

There is Winter. There is Spring. There is Summer. There is Fall. Then there is April.  A season of it's on.  So much new life in the air.  The green coming up is varying shades of green.  The tulips and dogwoods bloom.  The redbuds bloom.  The cherry trees and pear trees bloom.  People are in the yard mowing for the first time, or fertilizing and the yards turn even greener.  It's a season of it's own.  

Except in April, if you ask my favorite season, I will tell you summer HANDS DOWN.  Then along comes April and temporarily I think it's Spring, but then I realize I didn't like March.  May comes and it doesn't hold same appeal.  June, July and August are my next faves lumped together, but April.....

April is special.  April is a season of it's own.  

The sunshine is more special.

The thunderstorms better. 

Those nights around the firepit making memories.

April is special. April is a season of it's own.  Whats your favorite season?

A Rose By Any Other Name

 Would it still smell as sweet? Would we still be the same people if we had another name?

How did this random question come up? Well, I was searching for something I had posted and couldn't remember the name of it, so I typed "peskie" and the subject.  What actually came up was the meaning of the name peskie (not written by me)

                    "You have a power of expression, either in speaking or writing. You are in favor for studying and                        research. You are clever, clear-sighted and intellectual. You don't like to let others know your true                     feelings. You might be atheistic or agnostic. You have an eventful, exciting life. You are versatile                        and  have the ability to learn easily.

        

                    You are always looking for an opportunity to achieve financial and emotional security. You are                             basically peacemaker. You understand the law of harmony and desire to balance your life with                         those around you. You may feel incomplete without someone to share your love, ideals, wealth or                     work. You can be very sensitive and could appear a bit shy and perceptive. You have developed                         intuition, patience and the ability to nurture others. You can achieve the state of happiness if you                     is willing to accept your needs in a complimentary relationship and go to create them."

                                                      (sevenreflections.com)

It's rather amusing to me that even my screen name has a meaning that matches me.  Except atheist part.  

I guess a rose by any other name does still smell the same?  My screen name and my real self match.  

Last Christmas

 There is something just magical about Christmas. 

There is something magical about not the day, but about the spirit and love throughout the holiday.  This past Christmas was super special.  I had a "bonus kid" this time.  

Kiddo's fiance joined us for Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning and participated in our festivities and traditions.  Not just those 2 big days, but the whole season, his waking moments were all here. 

Kiddo's baby sister joined us for a week.

Due to company policy, I ended up out of work 4 days while I waited on covid test, even though I knew it wasn't covid, so I got to spend all that time with the kids.  

Fiance and baby sis helped us make ornaments this year.  Us girls did the normal ornaments.  Fiance did this super cute truck that was our centerpiece between the plants this year.  Such kids!!!

They basically had a few Christmas's wrapped in one.  Of course there was Christmas Eve and Day.  Christmas Eve we opened gifts from each other.  Christmas Day we opened Santa gifts.  While baby sis was here they had another Christmas and then fiances bday was Black Friday and their year anniversary dating and our familiversary also, they had another day of opening a couple gifts. 

Dust Bunny's first gift opened was a Sanford and Son dvd, hence the joke with the truck he painted as his ornament.

to put things in perspective, Dust Bunny and the girls all 3 have similar backgrounds, with a little less than they should have had in their early childhoods.  All neglected and/or abused.  It was so fun to spoil this boy with my girls.  I loved showing him our traditions, spoiling him and letting Santa visit like he should have had at 4 and 5 and 6, etc.

It's such a pleasure to give at Christmas and any time and I loved it so much.  He was stunned and amazed at his "loot".  He spoiled me a little bit too.  

Good kids and such fun.

But why am I talking Christmas this time of year? Because Easter is coming up Sunday and if the kids are super sweet, who knows? Maybe the Easter Bunny will visit.  

Bonkers and Loss

 The individuality of grieving is just that, individual.

I lost my kitty in March.  She was pushing 19 years old.  She would have been 19 today.  She led a great life and was a crazy cat.  The grieving though has been horrendous. See, here's the thing......before she was my feline daughter, she was my feline sister.  Bonkers belonged to my mommy.

In 2007, I lost my mom to lung cancer.  My niece wanted Bonkers. I was great with that.  After all, Bonkers was a peskie little feline sister that drove everybody nuts.  My brother, however, didn't think my niece should have her.  He said I should most definitely keep Bonkers myself.  After all, I had lived right next door to mom.  I lived in the country like Bonkers had.  He lived in the city.  Surely Bonkers would be much happier with me.

Bonkers was 5 at this point. 

I took that crazy thing in and loved her so much, a final living and breathing part of my dear mom. 

Just like she did with my mom, Bonkers loved to play tricks and pester others.  Most of the other pets were afraid of her. The dogs would never bug her. They knew they'd get beat up, even Mr Prey Drive husky wouldn't touch that girl.  

I remember when mom was still around, I went to her house one evening and she said so sadly "I think something is wrong with Bonkers, I'm worried she's sick".  I said her cat was too ornery to be sick and she was probably plotting something.  She said no, she was truly worried. She said that she had been in same place ALL day and hadn't budged even an inch and wouldn't respond to anything.  Again, I said "too ornery, she's fine".  Mom asked me to look for myself and took me to where Bonkers had laid for 10 hours straight.  She leaned over and said "look" and before she could get rest of sentence out, Bonkers jumped up real quick in the air at eye level with mom with a crazy look on her face and then just pranced off.

Mom said "OMG!! Bonkers!! You've waited ALL day for that"

That was the general personality of Ms Bonkers.  If you thought you knew what was going to happen next, just wait, you were probably wrong.

I miss that kitty so much, a living connection to my mom, no longer living.  :( 

Honestly, it's almost like losing mom again.  

(they behaved alike too)

Bonkers loved to eat moms flowers, my flowers, any flowers. 

I'm sure she's in Heaven with mom eating tons of flowers (and french fries, her other favorite food)