Linda.

This is my friend in Brazil's 4 YR old.(Her oldest is 30 now and a doctor. She had her youngest when she was 46!) For this blog I'll call her Linda. That's not her real name but the word linda  in Portuguese means beautiful. She is truly one of the cutest kids I have ever seen(and I just love  that hair!) and every time I look at her I smile. I saw this video of her the other day too styling my friend's hair and chatting away to hersself in Portuguese and it was just the cutest, sweetest thing ever and it reminded me of when my kids were young and how cute, funny, and sweet they were at that age. That's such a fun age and I really miss it. From newborn up to age 6 or 7 is my fave stage. I just love that time and now all I have left of it are photos and memories. Kids are just sooooo funny, precious, sweet,and cute at that age, and so innocent, wonderous and curious.  Everyone's also making these cool and cute avatars of themselves on Facebook  too and I asked how to do it and they told me where to click etc. but as hard as I looked I could never find the stuff they were describing on my screen and then later found out it only works on phones  and not for computers and I don't have a cell phone so once again( the story of my life!) I'm left out and on the outside looking in. It figures. Shit.

Only 6 of my sunflowers( out of 14 originally and 9 left over after the attack) survived the transplant outdoors and I'm hoping that at least they hold on and take root and will make it, and yesterday my BP was low( low for me anyway and the bottom number is still low for anyone as normal is 120/80) as it was 122/65 but I guess that's still better than being high, and yesterday when I was out walking Buddy I also noticed what looked like 2 gov't agents staking out parked in a car outside the front of our house; and it was soooo obvious,too; they were sitting in a black SUV with dark windows, wearing jackets and ties, dark sunglasses( just like in the movies, ha) and one guy was wearing a earpiece thing....freaked me out too but as soon as they saw me checking them  out( just to make them aware that I noticed them) they drove off......hmmm....my life and life experiences have given me a sort of "Sixth Sense" about these sort of things....I am also very observant and I can tell when something is wrong, "off", out of place, suspicious, "going down", etc.. The season finale of The Blacklist  this year was half animated too as with the "pandemic" the actors weren't able to get together to finish filming the finale and it was kind of cool the way they connected it with the live action parts they'd already filmed earlier, ahead of time, but the eyes of the characters were creepy, esp. Reddington's character, but the Dembe character they did a pretty good job with.

I also am waging my yearly war on the dandilions and every time I go out I pluck some off but I swear it seems for every one I pull up that 2 grow right back in it's place and it's just soooo overwhelming I can never get them all or keep up and I just ended up giving up. I also noticed a few bees(I wonder too how many bees are accidently killed due to mistaken identity people thinking they're wasps?) going into a hole at the corner of one of our windows outside on the back porch too I hope there isn't a hive back there behind the wall or something with hundreds or even thousands of bees back there, like that story I saw on the news that time, and they took the wall apart to see an entire colony hidden behind the walls and ended up with over 100 pounds of honey...hypocritical as well: when I'm  outside with Buddy out the back and leave the door open so he can go in and out freely without me having to always get up every few minutes to open and close the door my mother complains about the door always being open and turns off the furnace saying she doesn't want to heat up the entire street....but when she sits out the front she leaves that door open too or even just during the day to "air out" the house for fresh air, yet somehow that's ok and no problem or worry about the furnace, so it's ok for HER just not for ME and when I asked her about it she scoffed, It's the priviledge of age! BULLSHIT!  In this house and family it's not what you do, it depends on who you are!