Talk about the intriguing world of The Contours Records!| Parenting a grandchild is different. | | Those who know me, know that I am a 52 year old grump who is also a grumpa parenting a now 5 year old grandson. My wife and I did our time, paid our dues and surprise... We are doing it again.
Well we all know that when life hands you lemons, you make lemonade. We got a grandson to raise, I got maturity onset MS and my wife's store got a downturn in the economy.
I am the house husband and primary care giver to a 5 year old boy.[em]blink[/em]Ladies, you all know how much of a challenge that would be don't you. Mind you, it's easy for you. God allowed you to be natural multitaskers, and equipped you with unimaginable patience. It's a cake walk for you..only one kid...
Anyway, old poppa here (AKA Crusty Old Curmudgeon)has been trying really hard to keep him stimulated.At 5 he reads well. Is adding, subtracting and now working on multiplying. We tell him that multiplying is just fast adding and he goes with it.But then there are the artsy crafty thingies that you moms do and dads go "What the hell is that? Oh. Uhh nice. What's for dinner?"So I try to remember some of the things I did in school.Have you got any idea at all how long it's been since I did paper mache? A... | |
| | do you love me? | | I'm watching a concert on t.v. of all the oldies and now its The Contours who are singing ..DO YOU LOVE ME?It got me to thinking..how many times has these words are being said?I have said them a few times in my life but not often..have you?adding and he goes with it.But then there are the artsy crafty thingies that you moms do and dads go "What the hell is that? Oh. Uhh nice. What's for dinner?"So I try to remember some of the things I did in school.Have you got any idea at all how long it's been since I did paper mache? A long long time! But I remember taking tin foil and putting over my face and pressing it in until I had the contours of my face in the foil.So we did this to my grandson. Here is his mask. A work in progress, started just today. I used 2 parts water, 1 part flour and a teaspoon of salt. And two crayons with the paper removed where the nose holes go. And newspaper cut into strips.This was just today. A few more days like this and he can have his own Halloween mask.I am beginning to wonder who is going to be more excited. Him or me. | |
| | Frozen Art/shapes etc | | This is a great shot of an ice crystal on my door window. There are so many shapes, contours, and textures in this one shot. I edited the color to bring out these various shapes etc. Just wanted to share this was all. Have a great day/evening all.
[b]HAPPY POSTINGS FROM GRANDPA BOB!!~[/b] | |
| | Help me, I'm aging | | Pressures, tensions, anxiety, environment, food, unhealthy lifestyle, what else cause us to age fast. I can't seem to control the contours in my mouth when I laugh, or the lines in my forehead when I frown, or the wrinkles in my face, or the dryness in my skin...Will lotion help, will sunscreen help? What vitamins do I use ...what food I must or I must not take? They say I must laugh a lot, what are these laugh lines? Will I frown? Where do we go? Which road we must take....LOL your comment? Whew.... | |
| | What do you like or dislike about winter and snow? | | It finally snowed where I live 1.5 inches of clean fresh snow. It is pretty right now and cold. My 3 year old grandson was impressed with all the white contours it covered. He exclaimed how it was on the road, trees, in the yard and covering up the cars and bushes. The grandkids bundled up and went out to play with delight in the white wet stuff. It is pretty for a couple of days but I don't like the treacheous footing and the ice on the roads or when it gets gray, dingy and dirty and having it tracked in on the floors. Kids love it more than adults I think and the older I get the less I like it. What about you what do you dislike about snow and winter. Or love about it? | |
| | Exchange my life with yours, anyone? | | I recently saw a social experiment the other night.Two groups of ladies in their 20's were called to participate in an experiment. One girl in the A group has oily face with zits, unruly greasy hair, "excess" saddle bags on the side of the legs, dry skin, crooked teeth, hunched shoulders, witch nose, eyebags and an "unbroken" eyebrows to name a few which results in low self-esteem. For some reasons, these "traits" affects their personal life because most men prefer beautiful women. In other words, group A is unattractive in today's standards .
The other group is "immaculate" wherein they are the exact opposite in appearance. They have flawlessly radiant skin, nicely-shaped body contours, no skin blemishes, well-styled hair and nice set of teeth. These group exudes self-confidence and life.
The unattractive group were told to change the physical appearance of the other group by telling the host what they want to make them look ugly. At the same time, removing all the things that make them undesirable. They both agreed to do the experiment.By calling in professional make up artists to do a make-over, the attractive girls were fitted with dental braces, big acnes on the... | |
| | Does The Glass Affect The Flavor Of The Wine? | | Some of us loves to drink expensive cocktail such as Martini, Margarita, Shirley Temple and even wines etc...I just noticed, that each time the bartender serve different cocktails or wine, they come in different shape of glasses..Andrew Jefford, a renown wine expert said " The contours of a glass can project liquid to different tongue zones. Glasses affect the aroma too"..
Does type or shape glass really affect the flavor of wine or other beverage? What do you think?[em]happy[/em] | |
| | Let me haller at you you so hot, do you think that id be holller'n if you not? | | Okay. Like my discussions arent always a rant? I am fed up with clothing and I want to know if anyone else shares my frustration. Im small but I also have hips. Not the intense pear shape but still, I have hips. I have been changing my wardrobe lately because nothing ever fits me right. I have found that the gap kind of works for me. Their pants actually fit me but I was trying on some button down shirts yesterday and none of them fit. Even the O was loose and too short. Doesnt help that I have a long freaking torso. I have grown in the chest since last year and gained about five pounds. But nothing ever contours to my body. I cant fill out shirts and pants are, well hard to find in my size (usually sit right between one and two) and the crotch is always like five inches to long. Gah. I want to know where I can buy clothes that will actually fit me! Did you go through this? Was it a phase? Did you eventually start fitting into your clothes? Was it a specific style or brand that you found? | |
| | Toms Shoes. | | Shoes are expensive theses days. Mine are no exception but they also provide a pair of shoes for a child in another country who cant afford them. Go to tomsshoes.com to buy a pair. They are incredibly comfortable and for a good cause. They are meant to be worn without socks and the size should fit your foot exactly. After a couple days of wearing the material stretches and contours to your foot. | |
| | The Photograph, Chapter 14: Mary | | Chapter 14: I propped on my elbows, waiting for the vertigo to subside.“Mary?”I blinked away the dregs of disorientation and with it the flecks of this dream and Mary’s face, but when I opened my eyes, and my vision cleared, drawing into permanent focus now, Mary’s face was still there, above mine. I scooted back, retreating across the floor, almost afraid to be near her. Shock hammered at my chest stealing my next breath in sudden gasp.I kicked at the table, a table littered with empty bottles labeled Bacardis, Jack Daniels and Gilbeys, and they overturned, spilling to the floor. I heard a cocktail glass shatter and Mary uttering, “Jesus,” as she stepped to avoid the broken glass yet staying near to do what?Keep me from doing further damage to myself?What?“Mary.”I couldn’t believe my eyes. Her name fell off my tongue and out of my mouth, my brain not used to formulating her name. It had been nine years.I blinked and collected my bearings… and my thoughts.“You’re alive.”I wanted to jump up and take her in my arms, hug her tight and smother her with kisses.And never let her go.Never.My God.She’s alive.I... | |
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