A Ghee Motor

My little buddy grandson came over today.  It was hot out and I tried to talk him into hanging out in the house.  I reminded him about the new "basketball hoop."  He said, "Koby?"  I said, "Yes, come on in  buddy.  We'll do some Koby!"  He said, "Ride."  I said, "Too hot, lets do some Koby!"  He said, "Ride."  Sighhhh.... ride it was!  Why does he always win?

So he hopped on his little motorized car unit, that hasn't had a motor in many years.  When one shops at yard sales and buys a car for a dollar... sometimes they don't have motors anymore.  So, I attached a little rope to the front, and haul him around the yard.  Mind you... it isn't really a car.  It is a 4-wheeler.  And little 2-year olds act very different on a 4-wheeler than they do in a simple car.  He was leaning to the left.  He was leaning to the right.  He was jumpin' in the seat for the "driver" to go faster.  "Buddy - it is HOT out!!"  He said, "Ride!" and that meant GO FASTER GHEE!!!  He calls me Ghee.  So faster I went.  Geez... who is in charge here anyway??? The Mister said, "When are you going to buy that boy a vehicle with a motor, so he can go by himself?"   I said, "Well, you've heard of Briggs and Stratton?"  Well, he has a Ghee motor."  He laughed.

  Little Buddy's motor is just like a regular kind of motor.  It doesn't start up too well in the heat - or cold.  It sputters and fusses and complains... but with enough prodding, eventually it will start.  Then as he plugs along, that Ghee motor starts to falter.  It slows way down.  The rider yells, "RIDE!", letting the Ghee motor know that he is not pleased with slowness.  So it revvs up.  For a while.  Eventually it shuts down all together.  I explain to him that Ghee motors are only good for about 12  laps around the acre-size yard.  And at 55, that is really good for any motor.  Be grateful, eh?  He is not grateful.  He is not pleased.  But luckily the Ghee motor is able to interest  Little Buddy in a motorcycle ride.  "Oh Paw Paw Motor...!  Little Buddy needs a real ride."  He rolls his eyes, but it worked.  The Ghee motor went into hibernation for another day!!!

Yard Sales

I love yard sales.  I could have the worst week ever, and all it takes is a day at the sales... and I'm golden again!!

What I like most - finding stuff for other folks.  That satisfies my need to find a good deal, and make someone else's day with a little freebie gift they weren't expecting.   And of course finding goodies to add to my gallery wall (that I am going to be working on just any day now...) I got a couple neat sayings to hang up there, and a string of musical notes.  I love music décor.  Got some cool frames.  I have More Frames, and More Photos, than you can imagine.  Now if those two items (times a zillion) would find their way together, whilst I'm snoozing away the night... that'd be marvelous!!!  Oh, and I got some real live working walkie talkies for me and the Brettlet.  He is going to be so amazed!  Or scared and confused... he is only two.  But he's two, going on 15, so I think he'll be fine.   And I got some vine ripe tomatoes.  I know, I know... I already HAVE tomatoes in my own garden.  But these looked so amazing.  Big and ripe and plump and organic!!  Much like mine, but you can never have too many tomatoes.  I think that might even be in the Bible somewhere!!!

Ok, now I'm outta here to go play with my new toys!!   Did I mention... I love Yard Sales!!  :)

(Hey - I just discovered COLOR.  I love computers too.  But that's a blog for another day!!)

Walking with Brett

Went for a walk with my little grandson, Brett, yesterday.  He just turned two.  He barely fits in the little "car" that I push him in anymore.  But he squashed himself in there and actually stayed put most of the trip.  He had to hop out to investigate a little pint-size Ford Pick-up truck, on the side of the road.  It was pretty cool.  Had a tailgate that dropped down and everything.  Looked like it might be out for the trash?  So we walked up to the door to ask.  No one answered.  They must be like me... not answering the door for  ANYONE.  Rats.  I hate being on the other side of that plan.   But our jaunt up  to the house gave us a chance to see the little two-seater airplane that sat in their driveway.  Looked like it hadn't flown in a while.  Just for looks maybe, or maybe they were fixing it up.  He didn't care.  It was an airplane, up close,  and that's all that mattered.  :)

I taught him about doing good deeds every day.  I found a can in the road, and I carried it to the next recycle bin we saw.  Passed 6 houses before we found a bin.  I guess not everyone bothers to recycle. It was a beer can.  I wonder how many cars passed us and wondered about that granny, walking with her little feller, at 9:00 in the morning, and having a beer already.   Later my little buddy got out of his car to get his own can.  And he put it in a recycle bin across the street.  I told him that was his good deed for the day. After that he shouted "deed", each time he saw a can.  We saw about 6 on our mile and a  half walk.  Some people. 

It was so hot out there.  92 degrees, but "feels like 107" according to the news.  I couldn't help but think about the homeless people who live in that heat.  How very awful.  I guess you get used to it.  But I'm grateful I don't have to.    Even Brett didn't want to go back outside, after we dragged ourselves home and into the A/C.  He usually stands at the back door yelling, "SIDE".  Not after that, though.  He's no dummy.   In fact, he told me, "I need nap." He says that all the time, but isn't serious.  He just says it because he can.  But that time he was insistent.  "I Need Nap!"   So I put him in his crib and he went right to sleep.  Took me a full 10 minutes to truly believe it!!  No fuss, no 15 stories, no "I need milk."  No "I need potty." Just "I need nap."  And that was that.  And I followed suit.  I'm no dummy either!

This Ghee is persistent.  Finally got up with the folks with the Ford.  They were happy for me to take it off their hands.  I quickly found out why.  The left rear wheel fell off and the steering was non-existent.  I had to keep kicking the front wheels to keep it going straight, and shoving the back wheel on as I pushed.  Talk about a work out!  He kept saying, "Work".  As in, Make it work Ghee.  I did my best for about 20 minutes.  Finally I told him it was broke.  Sometimes even a Ghee has to give up.  He wouldn't though.   He was determined to make it work!  He pushed it around for a while.  Eventually - when he wasn't looking...it went out to the curb for some other "lucky" Ghee to take home.  And fortunately for this Ghee... it disappeared before Brettly missed it, and before the Mister found out about it's 'visit.'  :D