My daughter, Tesla, is the proud owner of my old camera. She is still learning, but I think she has a good eye! ~P.
- She liked the colorful meters. She also put about $1.50 in expired meters as we walked.
- Yes, you can take my picture.
- Self-portrait
Just a girl writing in the blogging ring
My daughter, Tesla, is the proud owner of my old camera. She is still learning, but I think she has a good eye! ~P.
A consignment shop just opened a week ago at the historic mill located at 2500 Carlisle Road, York 17408. Once a tack shop years ago, this building has housed many businesses since. Tesla and I, and our neighbor Deb and her grandson, Tyler, walked down to see what the new store had to offer. After talking to the store owner, Jenn, I asked if I could get photos of the actual mill part of the building. She’s going to check with the owner and let me know. I’m looking forward to what might be an interesting place to photograph!
More to come, I hope.
Photos from our walk. ~P.
On with the animals at the Philadelphia Zoo, and the honesty behind the exhibits: some of them are amazing and some seem pointless. Exhibits where no animals can be seen are a waste of space to the viewing public. Yes, some of the animals in these exhibits are endangered and only come out at night, but if we can’t see it, why have it there? The animals can be protected without an empty exhibit, which is boring.
On with the animals we could see, and some of them, at extreme close-ups. The bears and apes were absolutely delightful. They were posing for the cameras, I swear, or just naturally as nosy about we humans, as we are about them. The hippos and rhinoceros flat out ignored us and the camera lens. Obviously, they are not photogenic.
For the best viewing possible, click on the first picture to open the photo gallery. Enjoy!
My car is old….21 years old, to be exact with 198,000 miles. I am very attached to my car, even though the a/c hasn’t worked in years, nor the cruise control and many other little things that I’ve grown accustomed to not having. Do I miss my Mercedes? Well duh. But my Honda, she treats me right.
I can’t be upset that the radiator finally gave out, because I appreciate that it didn’t go out when I was traveling to or from Georgia or even Philly a few weeks ago. I celebrate my car and the lack of monthly payment. A fancy car need not define me. I’m good with my trusted Accord. A scrapper, just like me.
Showing my car love…Tesla, Andrew and I. The paint helps hold the car together! ~P.
Tesla and I had an hour left in our week and we spent it at the water park in Red Lion. This park is awesome! ~P.
Today was Tesla and the entire Craley Tball team’s last game. The weather was just right for a game! Tesla missed her last at bat due to a nose bleed. 😦
Uncle Tim and Aunt Vonnie came to see the game and brought their dogs, Voggy and Brandy.
Great last game Craley! Pool party tomorrow! ~P.
May 31, 2013…..A day in pictures. Click on the first picture and the gallery will open!
Dear John,
After six days of not seeing Tesla and barely getting to speak to her on the phone, was it really to much for me to ask for 30 minutes with her to play down on the playground? It is insulting to not only me, but Tesla also, when you say in front of her and anyone within listening range that “Tesla is going home to eat dinner with her family.”
I am her mother, you moron. As much as you would like to pretend I don’t exist or count in her life, I very much count to her. Who do you think is REALLY asking? As soon as she sees me, she begins begging to leave with me or at least spend some time with me. She’s afraid to ask you, so she asks me to do it for her. Basically, you are telling Tesla she can’t have time with me that she desperately wants. I drive ridiculous lengths to spend as much time with, or at least looking at, Tesla. Asking for 30 minutes and being refused just proves your selfishness and desperate need to control Tesla and I.
Someday, just like I told her, she won’t have to deal with your stupid drama. That’s not putting her in the middle, it’s telling her the truth.
~P.
Great first game for Craley on May 5, 2013.
Dover had a wonderful 2013 May Fair for the elementary students. May Fair celebrations have changed since I attended Dover. Back in the day, the fair was during the school day. In the afternoon we played games, ate candy and performed the Maypole dance. Anyone else ever participate in a Maypole dance in school? I remember in middle school wearing a dress and weaving long, silk ribbons on a tall pole, during a lively song.
What is the meaning of the Maypole dance? Here are a few answers according to Wikipedia.
1. Some scholars classify maypoles as symbols of the world axis.
2. Others have viewed them as having phallic symbolism. (OMG no wonder there is no Maypole dance!)
3. Part of the general rejoicing at the return of summer, and the growth of new vegetation.
“The earliest use of the Maypole in America occurred in 1628, where William Bradford, governor of New Plymouth, wrote of an incident where a number of servants, together with the aid of an agent, broke free from their indentured service to create their own colony, setting up a maypole in the center of the settlement.”
“They also set up a May-pole, drinking and dancing about it many days togaether, inviting the Indean women, for their consorts, dancing and frisking togither, (like so many fairies, or furies rather,) and worse practises. As if they had anew revived & celebrated the feasts of the Roman Goddes Flora, or the beastly practieses of the mad Bacchinalians.
Here are some pictures from the Maypole dance in Dover when I was about 11 years old. In the pictures from 1982 are my friends Kym Guss, Holly Beecher, Travis Faulkner, Jill Coleman, and Michelle Knaub. I have on a pink shirt, pink skirt, pink bow, and pink socks. I guess I always liked the color pink.
Okay, enough with my reminiscing of the 1980’s. Here are pictures from the Dover May Fair 2013. We had a fantastic day of family fun. It was great to see the Dover football team participating in the celebration.
Great job Dover PTO!
~P.