Any Other Torture Is Optional And Not Mandatory

 

I guess the Blood Sport on the WH Lawn, akin to Gladiators suffering and harming each other to amuse a King, to Celebrate the Oldest Prez in History's Birthday Trashy Spectacle, pretending it was all about America's 250th Birthday, went off with so little fanfare they aren't even talking about it Today.  It was talked about more before it happened and I'm glad it's a wrap so I don't have to hear anymore about another embarrassing trashy spectacle he's done and spent a fortune on to amuse and aggrandize himself or just piss people off on purpose.  *Yawn, get over yourself Donnie, your schtick is getting predictably Old and Stale now, just like you* 

So, that was another big enormous waste of Money to have Rich folk amused at Taxpayers expense, while those same Americans funding it all suffer hardships economically daily now.  France needs to send us another Gift, this time of a Guillotine.  I'd appreciate a Marie Antoinette Moment at this point halfway thru his Term, so we don't suffer Two more Years of this Let Them Eat Cake nonsense.   Two more Years of this pillaging and grifting will surely Bankrupt America since we're being Sold Out and Sold Off like an E-Bay Auction, and rapidly.  He's done more expensive damage in 2.0 to the Nation, than any Administration in American History.  He's got a knack for Bankrupting things, even Casinos, that he does excel at.

The Grandsons have been gone all damned day and Tyson is beginning not to be Happy in his imprisoned Space, so he's doing mournful howls.  He can't escape it, it's comfortable, we've got Ceiling Fans on for him, more than 2/3 of it is completely Shaded, Food, Water, and he has access to the Pool Area, even tho' our Pool Guy did not!!!  We're gonna have to allow the Pool Guy to get in thru the House for our Weekly Pool Maintenance, since the Padlocks and Chains that The Young Prince put on the Gates of Tyson's imprisonment area only he has the damned Keys for.  I thought Allen would be leaving Today, or last Night, so I agreed to it only coz I didn't want the Dog escaping again, twice in a Day had been more than enough excitement for the Weekend.  I'm 'Over' Fur Babysitting... truly 'Over' it!  Once they begin misbehaving, it's time to Go.  *LOL*

I Napped a good part of the day and had to move all my Potted Herbs that had been on the Front Wall, under into the Shade of the Front Porch now.  Most of them were moved there some time ago anyway, now only the Rosemary is by the Mailbox on the Wall, it's hardy enuf.  Everything else was feeling the escalation of Temperatures, including Yours Truly, past 110 and now it's brutal, especially coupled with Monsoon Humidity now that the Monsoons have begun their Season.  It's supposed to be an incredibly fiercely Wet one so I really pray we don't have Flooding?  I never did get the Rain Gutters installed out Back on the Roof of the Porch becoz the Economy crashing and everything going way up in Price, plus the Fridge needing replacement, tapped me out of the Rain Guttering Savings intended for that Project.  Ah well... we'll Sandbag it again. 

And then... The Man clogged up our Master Bathroom Toilet!  And, so far, Hours in now, I've been unable to unclog it!  I don't know what he did?  With his Dementia you just never know anymore, it's like when your Two Year Old might have clogged a Toilet, you wonder, did they put something down there they shouldn't have?   Mebbe he used an insane amount of TP, I just don't know?  It keeps overfilling the Bowl with Water now, then drains out, but upon a flush it fills up to the brim again, but at least it's not Fecal Water.  That's a Plus, and probably rules out a big Turd that's stuck?  *LOL*  I have to see the Gallow's Humor in it coz when you got Seven People here right now, Six on an average Day, you really need more than One Functional Toilet! 

 I thought we had a Sewer Snake, we used to have one, now nobody can find it... dammit... or I'd Snake it myself.  Coz there's no Funds to call and pay for a Plumber!   Our AC Folks we have on Retainer for our AC, also do Plumbing, but I'm not sure our Contract with them covers our Plumbing, I may have to ask if I can't unclog it.  Tomorrow I have my Ultrasound on the Ovaries and my annual Titty Squash Mammo back to back, so I don't wanna Schedule anything else.  Nurse Remi also comes for The Man's regular VA Home Nurse Visit that same Morning.  One of the Kids will have to be here for that coz I doubt I'll be back in time.  I'm having my last Caffeinated Drink of the Day before those Appointments, I can't consume Caffeine after that.  No Deodorant either , so I shall smell wonderful when it's 110+.   And I have to consume a lot of Water that Morning and NOT Pee.  Any other Torture is Optional and not Mandatory.  *Bwahahaha*

I'm not expecting The Girls to display anything problematic, but, the Ovary, I just dunno whatssup with the Mass they saw on it during the Urgent Care MRI I had done?   Haven't had Cysts Post-Menopause coz I no longer Ovulate, so, I kinda ruled that out as a possibility, I'm no longer a Breeder and more than 3/4 of my Lady Plumbing was removed when I was in my Fifties.  *Winks*  I'm right now more concerned about the Arthritis, or whatever it is, in my Right Ankle and the Top of my Right Foot, it's become excruciatingly Painful on a daily basis now and nothing is alleviating that.   All those spendy MJ Products that Princess T and Rusty bought for me, haven't worked really for whatever it is, so I told them not to waste their Money on it again.  The Young Prince claims CBD doesn't absorb thru the Skin... I wouldn't know if it does or it doesn't?  It's one thing he didn't have correct when I Googled it, Yes, it can, but how it Travels depends on the Product.

I'm just Surprised that The Grandsons didn't know literally everything there is to know about MJ.  *Bwahahahaa*  Transdermal absorption made sense to me, but I wasn't finding much relief using all Three of the Products the Grandkiddo and her Boyfriend spent so much on, and they got me the Good Stuff.  I like Holistic alternatives and so was Game for at least giving it a go, since nothing else was working either, I'd Iced it, put Heat on it, taken Anti-Inflammatory Meds, Bandage Wrapped it, Massaged it, did Exercises and used Equipment at the Gym to alleviate Pain and increase Blood Flow to the Area... Nada... Nothing... all seemed a waste of Time and expense.  If it persists or gets worse I will want them to X-Ray the damned Foot and Ankle to make sure there's not a Fracture or something going on?  Old Women's Bones can do shit like that and you're walking around on Broken Bones, which will be painful and Heal all Wrong, if at all.

 And speaking of Bones...  Right now we're having a Monsoon Storm and it's pissing in Rain at 5:00 p.m. now.   I knew it was coming, my Bones hurt more right before a Rain, I FEEL Weather in my Bones, always have, even when I wasn't Old.  *LOL*   We had Irrigation from 11:30 p.m. last Night until 1:00 a.m. this Morning, so our Property is right saturated and won't absorb a lot more Water.   I'm glad I got the Grocery Run out of the way before the Storm hit tho'.   I did watch a Jurassic Park Movie on NetFlix that we'd gone to when it came out at the Theater last Year for The Son's Birthday... "Jurassic World Rebirth", it was worth watching again on TV... I'd enjoyed it on the Big Screen at the Theater tho'.  It had debuted July 2, 2025, The Son's 39th Birthday had been June 29th.  He turns 40 this June 29th, a Milestone Birthday.  He's having a bit of a Midlife Crisis I think with the turning of 40? 

It didn't help that all the Twenty-Something Young Women where he Works have been telling him he's still very Handsome and doesn't LOOK like someone Old enuf to be their Dad!  *Bwahahahaha*  He knows he IS Old enuf to be their Dad, but it doesn't quite come off like the sincere Compliment they mean it to be to him.  *LMAOROTF*  Plus, having Women the Age of his Niece telling him how Hot he still looks, isn't so much flattering as makes him feel a bit Creeped Out.  He likes much Older Women, as been his Track Record of Dating Beautiful, yet Older than they Look, Women.  *LOL & Winks*  It didn't used to flatter he and Ex-DIL Solina when they'd take the Three Girls in to Register them for High School and Administration would tell them both, oh, they Need to have a Parent Register them, not a Sibling!  *Bwahahahaha*  Then they'd have to prove, but we ARE the Parents!  Coz nobody would Believe them until they produced I.D.!!!  *Smiles*

I know that The G-Kid Force would get highly upset when I was Raising them and the Schools, or anyone else out in Public, would refer to me as their 'Mom'.   And they'd instantly and angrily correct them and say I wasn't their Mom, I was their 'Gramma'.   And then people wouldn't get the hint it was upsetting to them, and then say I didn't Look like their Gramma, I Looked like I could be their Mom, which I guess was meant to be complimentary.  But the G-Kid Force didn't LIKE it one bit, forego the Compliments, she's our GRAMMA!!!  *LOL*  And then when I Adopted them, well, now I WAS their Mom, Technically and Legally speaking.  *Ruh Roh and Laughs*   And it just sounded Creepy and Crazy to them, coz now their Mom was Technically and Legally now their Sister and their Uncle was now their Brother... and Grandpa was still Grandpa, coz he wasn't allowed to Adopt them due to his extent of Disability.  *Ha ha ha*   Well, at least they were 15 and 10 by then when the Adoption finalized, and got the Dark Gallow's Humor of it all.  *Smiles*

It used to be Funnier to them if we were in a Doctor's Office for any One or more of who I was Raising and the last Names were called out.  Coz, there were FIVE different Surnames in the Family, including my Married Surname and each of their Surnames.  Each Kiddo of the Four I've Raised has a different Surname and had a different Dad... and The Man didn't Father any of them, just the Oldest Daughter.   So, I'd pop up and respond to each Name called out and the confusion on the Faces of the Staff would indeed be fucking Priceless!!!  They'd look down at their Paperwork as if there had been a Mistake... isn't that the same Woman whose last Name we called out was ___________?!   And when I'd Sign for anything of coarse it was a different Surname Name again!  *Bwahahaha*  We are one of those New Nuclear Families... or whatever they call our Anomalous Blend.  *Winks*

And I already joked about the only way they got the Adoption pushed thru after Three Years of Courts and Adoption Boards, due to the complexity of our "Situation", was for The State to hire a Fancy very expensive Scottsdale Lawyer.   Who somehow found a loophole in the Law and the System, and pushed me thru as an Adoptive "Single Woman", which, I'm NOT... but... whatever.  *Shrugs*  And so their New Birth Certificates and all of the Legal Adoption Paperwork uses my freakin' Maiden Name, which I haven't had or used since 1985!!!   Tho' The Daughter has my Maiden Surname coz she was illegitimate. *LOL*  But The G-Kid Force kept their Birth Surnames... only The Young Prince opted to Change his First Name at Adoption, coz he could!!! 

Adoption Day

  Adoption Day Above, after 3 long YEARS of fighting hard to Keep them in our Care, due to changing Laws regarding Kinship Placement and Forced Adoptions if Reunification wasn't possible with Parents of Wards of The State Children.  And our wonderful Female Judge who finally Ordered me to get a small Monthly Stipend from the State, after 15 Years of Raising the Kiddos on our Dime exclusively as a Kinship Placement!!!  So, the Young Prince initially busted my Chops by saying he wanted it changed to Crimson Rose!!!!!  OMG, I almost had a fucking Heart Attack, sounded like a Tranny Stripper Name and he was only 15 at the time... and a Fabulously Gay Trans, Racially Mixed, Seriously Mentally Ill Child, who had already been kicked out of every School coz they couldn't handle a Schizophrenic Student, so also would be a High School Dropout, and already had enuf to overcome in Life! 

 Why, wails I... well, coz CPS {Idiot} Caseworker Miss Gretchen said I could!   I thought he was fucking Serious, about the Choice of Name he'd tell the Judge he wanted to change his Name to.  Not about Miss Gretchen not even consulting me about telling the Kids they could change their Names to anything they wanted... coz that was a Legal FACT, I felt she should have at least run by me first, as the only Responsible Adult in the Room!  Then, Mercifully he says... Psyche... you should have seen your Face Gramma!  *Yeah, he's a fucking Riot like that!  LOL*  I looked like a "Sanford & Son" Episode where Redd Foxx is clutching his Chest and saying, "This is the Big One Elizabeth!  I'm coming to join ya Honey!!!"  *Bwahahahahaha*

  So, wasn't that interesting when I'd have to produce those Legal Documents at School and none of it matched my current I.D. and Legal Name either, or The Young Prince's previous School Transcripts!!!  Explanations would abound, our Complex Story, Journey, and Family Dynamic was at least Novella Worthy.  *Winks and Laughs*  And I did Survive it all and get them fully Raised to Adulthood.  My only Prayer every Day would be: "Dear Lord God, Baby Jesus, Mother Mary and all the Saints, let me at least LAST 'til all these Kids is Grown!!! Amen!"  *Smiles, NOT Kidding, I actually Prayed that every Day until everyone was an Adult, and I managed NOT to Drop Dead prematurely! whew!*   Bless the Heart of Saint Maria, the Paternal Gramma in Mexico who had the Three Younger Siblings of The G-Kid Force to Raise and Needed to LAST, but at Age 90, was ALMOST there... but couldn't.  So those last Three hadda finish Raising themselves coz we couldn't get AMERICA to allow them into the Country!!!

Not that I wanted Three more Teenaged Girls to finish Raising that couldn't even Speak or Understand English.  And I'd never in Person even seen the Youngest Two and the Oldest One was only 18 Months Old last time I saw her and now she was 17.   But, I was willing to Take One For The Team and do it.  But when the American side just kept trying to extort copious amounts of Money out of us, an American Attorney Friend of ours told us not to risk it and be Victims of Extortion by our Immigration or Government.  The Mexican side was no problem, no Extortion even attempted, just process THAT about our illustrious Immigration System compared to Mexico's!  Mexico usually known for it's levels of Corruption more. 

 It was sure a fucking Surprise to Yours Truly about how much more corrupt our Immigration System and Government now already was... and worsening daily under this Leadership... as you all now well know.  Due to the Concentration Camps and ICE brutality, lack of Due Process and illegality going on in plain sight now shamelessly.  Separating Families, many of which ARE American Citizens or have an American Parent if not Born here.  Just sayin'...  But, it all worked out in The End, by God's abundant Grace and Mercies, the Oldest Grandchild of the Three in Mexico turned 18 and was Legally allowed by their System to then finish Raising her Younger Two Sisters until everyone was over 18... which, they're not yet, but close.  And they all have Good Boyfriends from Good Families who help them out, gave them all Jobs and an Income so they could Survive without expecting Charity to sustain them. 

 The Oldest Won a full College Scholarship AND works Two Jobs, a Retail Job and Models.  The Middle One, who is the Prodigal, is also working Two Jobs tho' she had to drop out of School coz they could only afford the Tuition for her Younger Sister.  The Middle One has severe Learning Disabilities like Princess T did, so felt it a waste of precious resources to try to finish School, and is running her Boyfriend's Mom's Bodega AND Modeling too.  The Youngest is still in High School, but her Boyfriend got them a Home to both live in and she Works after School at a paying Job.  Those Kids are Hustlers and Survivors, they will be Okay.  But, I always was very concerned about their Safety, Three Beautiful half American underaged Girls all alone in another Country that has a lot of risks, so far from our Family to be able to be a Present Help.  But, The Daughter has made her influential 'Friends' there who look out for them.  You Need Friends in High Places in this Crazy Mixed Up World!!!   Below is my Mom's Immigration Green Card Photo she carried around to prove Legal Immigration, until they made them Pink Cards.

I remember Mom always being Worried about being Deported for any stupid reason or minor infraction, and I never understood Why.  Now I fully understand Why.  It took my Parents over Two Years of being Engaged before they were even Married, becoz my Dad wanted to Secure that he could bring her Home to his Country as a Legal Immigrant and not have to leave her behind.  Where, Believe it or not, most Tribal Indigenous People weren't even considered fully American Citizens yet in the early 1950's!!!   The Indian Citizens Acts was enacted in 1924, but the Reality of their Rights was heavily restricted in the 1950's.  Dad's Commanding Officer was Aware of that Fact and was trying to convince my Mom it would be risky to Marry an Indigenous American becoz their Status in the United States wasn't even all that secured until after 1952!!!   Yeah, they don't Teach that in the History Books either and Whitewash a lot of Bad History and unpleasant History that is 'uncomfortable' to Speak Truth to Power about and "Own".  But I will and do, often... coz like all Human Rights violations and atrocities against any Human Beings, for any Reason, it NEEDS not be Forgotten or handily 'erased'.

I have a lot of Photos of my Mom, not many of my Dad, he was Superstitious about having his Photo Taken... so didn't agree to do it very often.  Tho' he did it more often than his Parents Generation, who were way more Superstitious about Photography.  My Native American Grandmother only allowed me to Photograph her Once... during a visit from Oklahoma to Arizona, my Dad's Older Brother brought her.  She rarely left the Reservation so it was a Big Deal.  She obliged for ONE Photo of herself, me and my Uncle, which, I have Shared here on the Ole' Blog Before.  She does NOT look Happy to be Photographed, not at all!  *Smiles*  My Paternal Uncles and Aunts had very few Photos... and honestly, even on my Mom's side of the Family, there were few.  My Welsh Gran-Gran was pretty Superstitious too, so I don't know how many Photos of him existed at all?   I'm glad that my Mom, tho' a very Superstitious Person as well, didn't have any Qualms about being Photographed.  So I Cherish the abundance of Photos I have of her, and of coarse my Younger Brother became a Professional Photographer in Hollywood. 

And you all know what a Pathological Picture taker I am!!!  *Winks*  So, I've broken the Family Curse of being Superstitious about being Photographed and perhaps why I do it in excess actually?  I remember envying my Friends whose Families freely had their Photos taken, often Together for Professional Family Portrait Photography.  I think only perhaps One Photo exists of an Old borrowed Brownie Camera pix of my Family together that some Friends of ours in Michigan insisted upon taking and gave to us.   Thank you 'Aunt' Betty for convincing them to pose for that shot, it was a Big Deal.    Us Kids were really close with their Family's Five Kids, especially their Three Sons, their Two Daughters were a lot Older than their Brothers and my Brother and I, and we were therefore Younger Nuisances who'd Spy on them with their Boyfriends.  *LOL and Winks*

 Betty was our American Neighbor across the Street in Base Housing at K.I. Sawyer AFB in Michigan.  My Mom's first "American" Female and White Friend, since most of our Friends in those days and up until that time, were other Interracial International Union Military Families.  And you were kinda Outcast from Civilian Society and even a lot of White Families in the Military.  But my 'Aunt' Betty and 'Uncle' Leon, tho' White, were different and didn't have the Era Biases of that time.  They were Lifelong Friends of my Parents until the Day they all Crossed Over from Time into Eternity.  Above is 'Uncle' Leon, I never had a Photo of his Wife Betty, she Passed long before he did.  But for the rest of his Life he'd come visit my Mom here in Arizona, as did their Oldest Son Gary, and make sure she was doing okay after our Dad Died. 

 I think Leon lived to be over 90, I remember he smoked a Pipe and had the most fragrant of Tobaccos he'd smoke in it.  I abhor Smoking of Cigarettes and Cigars, but some Pipe Tobaccos smell really fragrant and Leon's Pipes were like a fascinating  Collection from around the World and he looked so Important smoking one.  *Smiles*   Their Family were from South Dakota and Retired there after the Military.  So they'd always tell our Dad they had known many other Native American People where they were from... mostly Sioux {Nakota}, Lakota and Dakota Tribal Members.  They had no Racial bias against Indians like a lot of folks did...  and often still do in America.  My Mom said the bias against our Dad's People was as strong as against the Gypsies, and perhaps how my Parents bonded, with the shared Persecution and Prejudices both of their People had endured...

 

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Dwi'n dy hiraethu di, Mam... Love Dawn

He Loves The Inflation... The Prez Says

 I'm really gonna miss my pleasant friendly little Older Park Ranger at Dust Devil Park, his Young replacement, Angel, is a rude, arrogant lil Prick.  He refuses to even acknowledge anyone, you say any Morning pleasantly and he ignores you completely and won't acknowledge another Human Being is there.  And most folks at that Park exchange basic civil pleasantries and acknowledge one another as a common courtesy, it's a friendly Community the Park is in.  This guy isn't gonna be as well liked as his predecessor was and the Park is already way messier under his Watch.  Probably coz he's so unfriendly that none of us do him any favors by picking anything up that didn't make it into the Trash Cans, like we did for our favorite lil Guy who treated everyone so well.  You reap what you sow.

I try to go early, after dropping the last Kiddo off at Work, and even before going to the Gym, if that's also on my Agenda.  Coz it's getting not only Hot now, but Humid, Monsoons are rolling in.  So, it's often almost triple digits by 8:00 a.m. now and very Humid, which is uncomfortable, I don't mind the Heat, but the Humidity saps your Strength and drains your Energy.  Plus, you end up sweaty and dehydrated more easily when it's muggy, so I don't try to do too much physical activity in it.   The Kids already started using the Pool more and I may take a dip in it myself Today to Cool Off some and get some Water Based Exercise.  I opened up the Pool Area to Tyson so he has a place to do his business, I don't want Dog pee or poo on my Back Patio.  I don't really want it around my Pool area either but he's become such an Escape Artist we can no longer Trust him not to get out anywhere else on the Acreage.

He's morose, but he brought it upon himself and so now until he leaves, he's got a lot more limitations imposed upon him so he stays safe and secure ON the damned Property!   It's precisely why I don't have a Dog, they are higher maintenance than a Cat, almost like having a small Child to have to Supervise and keep Safe, give attention to, ensure they aren't getting into mischief.  With Eli the Cat, he's happy with some Morning Attention and then wouldn't care if you ignored him the rest of the day. So long as he's got his access to his kibbles and water, has his Cartoons on TV, and a clean Litterbox, he's Golden.  *Smiles*  I can tell that Tyson requires about as much attention as a Pre-School Aged Child and I just don't have it in me now to provide that level of attention and Care.  Love seeing him, but now he's not behaving, it's been exhausting and stressful when he went missing twice already.

I'm gonna hafta tell The Young Prince, this will hafta be the last Petsitting to ask me to provide here for Tyson, coz I don't and wouldn't want something to happen to that precious Animal on my Watch.  It's probably why I'm glad the Great-Grandkids don't live closer, coz if the Grandkids asked me to Babysit the Great-Grands, I don't think I'd have that in me either for Human Littles anymore.  I've Raised a couple of Grandkids to Adulthood, so, I have no delusions that I'm spent now and not up to Caring for small Children or Infants anymore and being responsible for them.  I Adore Children, and Dogs, I just don't want the responsibility that comes along with them now and lack the Stamina to keep pace with their abundant Energy and Normal Childhood or Canine Habits.  Let their Handlers handle it... not my Kid... not my Fur Baby!  *Winks*  Jesus, don't I sound OLD now saying that?!  *Bwahahaha*

I got less than 40 Pixs taken when I went to the Antique Mall in the East Valley while waiting on The Daughter to finish her Job.  The Friend she Cleans for always gives us Fresh Brown Eggs from her Chickens.  And Above is both of the Tops I bought while Shopping and trawling the Antique Mall, a Vendor Designer Friend there Creates them and has good prices on her Creations.  They're so comfortable and so My Style that I wanted to pick up at least a couple more if she had some new ones.  She had others I liked the Graphics of {see Below} but I didn't like the texture of the Fabric she used on the Arms, which was more of a Polyester, which, I don't wear even if it's a great visual Print on the Fabric.  It's why I also think I may be on the Autism Spectrum coz Textures can bother me on my Skin, more than they probably should.

Loved the Graphics on all the Tees she had {pictured Above}, and wasn't opposed to the Print on the Arm Fabrics of the bottom Two, but the Texture I knew I couldn't tolerate on my Skin so it had to be a Hard Pass on those Creations.   And the Ramones Arm Fabric didn't appeal to me, I'd of wanted brighter solid Colors to enhance the Graphics better.  If the Bob Marley Creation had Cotton Fabric exactly like the Polyester, I'd of bought it right away, coz it was my Favorite Visually.  But that Poly was a pretty match for the Tee, but I HATED the Texture of it and type of Material used for the Arms, I ran it across my Skin and thought to myself, no way, I can't handle that Texture and type of Fabric Touching me.  *LOL, but, Le Sigh*   My Blink 182 Tee and the Fabric used for the Arms was Perfect for me and felt really good, as well as looking good.

This was my Patriotic Painted Baseball, which I bought to go with my Vintage Carnival Milk Bottle Knock Over Midway Collectible Set I bought some time ago. That came with Two Carny Painted Balls, but has Three Metal weighted Milk Bottles.  So I thought this would go well with the Set too, to Display and now have Three Balls to match the Three Bottles you try to knock over.   I Love Old Carny Collectibles and Circus Collectibles, yeah, they're very Kitsch and often Homemade from the smaller Carnivals that used to Travel the Country and go Town to Town... but it's reminiscent of the Atmosphere that Created that we always looked forward to and Loved, so have fond Memories of.  Some of my Fav Prizes came from the Old Gypsy Carnivals of Europe where you'd win mismatched China Plates and Carnival Glass to give to your Mom.  Or Toilet Paper Rolls glued with Rabbit or Sheep Fur and Googly Eyes with Felt Feet that we called Gonks.  A Staple Prize at the Traveling Faires and Carnivals of the 60's-70's.  {See Below}

My Childhood Memories are filled with those tiny Traveling Carnivals and Faires that came to Town and had Midway Games like what you see Below.  The Graphics couldn't be beat and were usually hand painted by the Carnies and crude construction made from whatever they had on hand, but we just loved playing those Midway Games and winning the Kitschy Prizes.   Carnival Glass now can fetch a Handsome Price as a Vintage Collectible.   I have some of it and some of the Goofus Glass, also popular Giveaways as Carnival Prizes when I was growing up, along with the Mismatched China.  Sometimes my Mom like what we'd Won coz sometimes the Mismatched China in Europe you'd find at the Carnivals was Orphaned but good Quality Rosenthal, Chintz, Limoges, Noritake, Lenox, Royal Doulton, Royal Albert, Blue Willow, Flow Blue.  Mom taught us which had the most Value so we'd choose those when we Won.  And we'd Win, my Brother and I had a Good Eye and Excellent Aim.  *LOL*  I Collect the Chalkware Vintage and Antique Carnival Prize Figurines too.

 

The Son, becoz of his Autism, has the unique Ability to calculate Mathematical Angles, Trajectories and Tricks to Win at Midway Games every time.  From the time he was little he'd ask a Carny to show him how a Game was done and they'd get 'Played', instead of the other way around.  Of coarse they knew the Tricks of the Trade and didn't realize my lil Autistic Savant there was gonna Mimic whatever they did to make it look like an Easy Win, and Win every damned time.  At some point they wouldn't let him Play anymore if he Won too much, or, would let him play for Free and Promise him a Prize if he Conned other Older Marks into Paying to Play, coz they thought seeing a small Kid Winning so easily was just that easy.  *Bwahahahaha*  And of coarse if it was some Adult Guy trying to impress his Lady, well, he'd spend a Fortune trying to do what the Kid was doing, and was NOT that Easy to Win really for most people who aren't Autistic.  *Winks and Laughs* 

But, I digress, Above is my Honey, the lighter being the Tamarisk Honey and the darker being the Alfalfa Honey.   Each a Pint size, they had the smaller size but the larger was more of a Bargain and I got 10% Off all my Purchases even if the Vendor wasn't having a Sale, coz that Antique Mall gives a Military Discount on all Purchases every day of the Week.   And of coarse I bought One each of my fav Peach and Mixed Berry Scones they have at "American Way Smokehouse Market" Restaurant's Bakery Section in the Antique Mall.  There used to be a Vendor that had lotsa Canning Food Items that we always bought from but they have since left the Mall now, dammit.  They had all kinds of Jams, Jellies and various Jarred Condiment Preserves, Old Fashioned Candies and Vintage Era flavored Bottled Soft Drinks, set up like an Old Fashioned General Store in a large Booth near the front of the Mall.   Sad they're gone.  The Honey Vendor is New tho' and had other various types of Honey... Desert Wildflower and Mesquite were a couple I didn't buy but can recall they had Jars of.

  

I've been looking at the sneak peeks of the upcoming Event this Week, which is the only one Hosting one for Summer, but, not sure if I'll skip it or not.  I'm very conflicted right now making any unnecessary trips even tho' I Lucked Out and with a Discount I had built up, got Gas for $3.89 a Gallon, the cheapest in Months, it's closer to $5 now in Arizona.   And it was stunning to hear the Fool in the White House say he "Loves the Inflation"... just... WTF?!?  Especially since he Ran on lowering Inflation and Prices, he's Failed dismally and caused HIGHTER Inflation.  And due to his War and his Policies like Tariffs.  Energy Costs right now are spiraling higher and higher.  Even IF you Saved some Money or your Taxes {and lets face it, most of us didn't Save much... I think we Saved mebbe $200}, you're still Losing far more due to this Administration's decisions and the War he started.  The Average American is Losing close to One to a couple Grand when Prices increase 30% or more, and are still rising with no end in sight, so you Feel it every Day.

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Hang in there my Friends... Dawn... The Bohemian