Who's That Knocking At My Door?

Saturday morning, I was jolted out of bed by a constant rapping at my door. By rapping I don't mean LL Kool Ade, or Big Daddy Bitty Boo. I mean knocking as in "Let me in...WOOOOEEEE".

Since the Spa is gated, and the only people with a remote for the gate are every friend and ex-girlfriend of Mr. Holmes the residence, Grandma J was a bit surprised by the racket on the other side of the door.

When Grandma J opened the door, there was an envelope in a crinkled and tattered condition...with a claw protruding....causing all the ruckus.

Upon closer observation...and of course without the aid of her morning coffee, Grandma J realized it was her friend the crab! The very crab she adopted at BlogFest in Mathews, VA.





The very crab she thought JJ would love to have as a playmate and constant companion.






Until it was apparent that JJ was letting his inner wolf surface, and had other motives besides friendship.

Do you remember how bad Grandma J felt? Remember how she cradled her little crab friend and brought him to the Crustation Clinic for immediate first aid?

What Grandma J didn't tell you was that she sent the injured crab back to Mathews, VA for expert care and recuperation with Chesapeake Bay Woman...the queen of crab love and compassion.






And the healing and constant nurturing paid off. My little crab was sent back to me better than new!






He bore a bill immediately due and payable lovely note from the Chesapeake Bay Family. It was the sweetest note, and Grandma J will always be grateful for the care they gave crab.






Grandma J let crab read his "other mother's" blog, and let him know she was fine, but missed him.

Now, while Grandma J is thankful for crab's complete physical healing...she's reminded of his dark side. Yes, it's apparent he has a very dark side. First of all JJ has never gotten aggressive with a crustation before. In fact JJ has never had a desire to hurt anyone except Keith, my daughter's neighbor in this whole wide world.

Another sign that Grandma J has to keep an eye on crab, is some of his bizarre behavior at BlogFest.....





Here's a reminder of some of his actions. And, there are plenty more where these came from.

For now, I can't wait to tell JJ and Phillip Johnny Bob that crab is back, and ready to be part of the family here at the Spa.

One Of These Things Is Not Like The Others

Can you tell which one?

Do you remember playing that game on Mr. Roger's Neighborhood? Do you remember the little song? Well, it's been on my mind a lot lately.

You see, there's this blogger who has some of the same things I have. Really, it's true. I mean, OK, maybe not exactly the same things...but basically the same things. by basically, I mean sort of the same.....almost.

Here, I'll show you what I mean.

We both have dogs that love to lounge on the couch...like real couch potatoes. Neither one of us has a problem exposing them to Internet doggy ridicule. JJ's really my grandson.


We both have clean windows....ummmmm the difference is, Grandma J couldn't get a teenager to do hers for any amount of money!

This blogger and I both have soldiers serving in the US Army! Soldier on men.

We also have the same love for Iguanas....right?

Then of course we both have gates. My gate is to let all the loons at the Compound in....hers is to keep all the loons out.

We both have new vacuums. Hers is the envy of most, including grandma j. Mine is lighter and a zillion dollars cheaper.

Just like a couple of twins, wouldn't you say?


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