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what’s for dinner? [flawed cartoon wednesday]

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recently, while perusing facebook (which i actually don’t do all that often) i came across a post by My Boy.  he had made homemade ravioli for dinner.  wait!  what??  homemade ravioli???  now, this requires making pasta from scratch as well as stuffing it with a delicious tuscan sausage mix.  just sayin!  this is the same person who, long ago now, used to be able to live on honey buns and swedish fish.  he has amazed me time and again with his creative cooking and the photographs he has sent of yummy meals.  one day he grilled shrimp out on his deck for dan and me and d.  just as thoughtful as the birthday he made me mac and cheese after a long evening i had spent volunteering, but, i have to admit, much tastier.

the first time My Girl made us dinner we had gnocchi and an excellent sausage sauce.  i hadn’t had gnocchi in years – since i had it with the hot chics in montana – and her recipe immediately made it onto our ‘what-should-we-have-for-dinner’ list of possibilities.

these are the same two human beings who would ask, ” what’s for dinner?”  now i find myself asking them.  funny how cooking creativity blossoms in each next generation.

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what?  archaeologist for dinner again???  ©️ 2016 david robinson & kerri sherwood


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stress. [flawed cartoon wednesday]

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i wish.  i wish stress brought out my sense of humor.  i suppose that sometimes it does.  but more consistently would be a good thing.  how does worrying help, anyway?

this is not my favorite FLAWED CARTOON.  although it does actually make me laugh aloud, it also makes me cringe.  (and, to take it further, it makes me want to be vegan.)

in the story i tell myself, she puts down the talking-intervention-chicken and it becomes a free-range fowl, roaming with plenty of fresh vegetation, sunshine and open space for exercise.

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you should know that stress brings out my sense of humor ©️ 2016 david robinson & kerri sherwood


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instructions? [flawed cartoon wednesday]

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remember that day in school when the teacher passed out timed tests and told you to have a pencil ready?  she or he specifically said to “read all the instructions first and read through the test before you begin.”  and then – silence.

you grabbed your pencil, chewed nervously on the eraser or the side of it, put your name at the top and started answering questions as fast as you could, skipping the instructions or reading through it.

you got to the last question and it read “go back to the beginning and put your name at the top of this page and only answer question 1” (or some other such verbiage nonsense like that.)  dang.

there’s something to be said for reading instructions.  patience, baby, patience.

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?!? was that securely fasten parachute then pull ripcord OR pull ripcord then…©️ 2016 david robinson & kerri sherwood


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“beak-y” [flawed cartoon wednesday]

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my sweet momma had a sweet nose.  but somewhere along the line my poppo, using a derivative of her first name ‘beatrice’ nicknamed her “beak” and, for a time, all hell broke loose.  she railed against his perceived slamming of her nose (which was actually a perky little nose) and was questioning of his continued use of his (now) beloved nickname when it irritated (“irked”) her.  “beak” morphed into “beaky” – the name by which everyone under the sun knows and loves her.  eventually, she even grew to love her nickname and proudly wore a gold necklace my dad had specially made for her (no, surprisingly, “beak” necklaces are not mass-produced!)  our sweet beaky-beaky.  ohmygosh, how i miss her.

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i do not have a big nose! i have an unusually small head!  ©️ 2016 david robinson & kerri sherwood


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welcome…. [flawed cartoon wednesday]

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we have had a recurring theme this past fall, winter and spring.  last week, while cleaning the burner plates on our old stove, i found a cache of dog biscuits hidden underneath.  now, you wonder how that happened?  next to our stove, we keep a beautiful pottery tray that judy gave us.  on it we keep dog biscuits (“cookies” we call them.)  since i have talked about mysterious appearances of dog biscuits before, i am sure you are connecting the dots.

oh yes.  somehow those little dickens carried about ten dog biscuits from the tray to under the burner plates.  they had little picnics under there, until they realized the weather under there was pretty arid, even acrid, as the dog biscuits turned darker and darker and were burned on the edges.  ummm….that could have been a disaster!  what on earth is babycat doing all day and night?  clearly he is not paying attention!if you'd like to see FLAWED CARTOON

so, as incorrect as this flawed cartoon may be, it really does make me laugh.  babycat needs to take a lesson…a little more cunning could go a long way.

 

 

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everybody has their thing. [two artists tuesday]

so, we were trying to have a nice backyard.  the pond, the deck, the grasses, the hosta, the barnwood planting stand, the old piano….we were headed in the right direction.  but then there’s dogdog.  he has this THING.  every time we let him out and michele and john’s dogs are out, he races around in a circle, digging into the grass that was there, creating a velodrome (kenosha is known for its velodrome, only not this one.)  we tried various ways to address this, to try and dissuade him from running around in the circle, from ruining the grass that we had painstakingly planted.

finally, we decided it would be far less painful for us to just embrace it.  i went online and ordered an actual highway sign (the european roundabout sign, because he runs clockwise every time and the roundabouts in our country are counter to that.)  we planted a few grasses, put up temporary rope to help the grasses have a chance, pounded in our new sign and sat back to watch.

i mean, EVERYbody has their thing.  sometimes it’s just easier to not fight it.  it’s easier to just, well, laugh.

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