The Honest Scrap Award

I know what you readers are thinking.....what did Grandma J do to deserve that award? And of course, I say to that......who cares? very little. All I know is, I'm grateful to Treasia at Confessions of a Mid Life Trucker's Wife for her kindness and thoughtfulness. Thank you.


Here's what the Honest Scrap Award is all about:

I'm supposed to pick seven blogs that I find brilliant in content and design. I know that was a difficult task for Treasia, but for me it's impossible! I admire a zillion different blogs and would like to leave it up to each of you to decide if you would like to rat yourself out tell us all ten things about yourself....honestly.

I have done a whole lot of memes moomoos since I've been blogging so some of the ten things I list will be reruns because I can't remember the details of all the different outpourings I have done....

Here are ten things about Grandma J that you may not know.

1. My hair was totally grey by the age of forty. If I let it grow, my mustache would probably be the envy of most men.

2. I am retired and blog full time in my spare time.

3. I moved to Central Texas when I retired from a job as a civil servant in Orange County CA. And yes, I knew what I was doing....sort of.

4. I used to hang glide, go kayaking and I miss the ocean.

5. I've been to three continents. I still want to get to Ireland.

6. I used to smoke like a chimney...and I used to be thin!

7. Since reaching the age of "Oh, God!" umm yeah, I have a whole new respect for velcro.

8. When on vacation in Mexico, I babysat for Barney and Wilma's a friends Iguana .

9. I love sleeping in, and staying in my pj's all day....here in TX I would not be out of place in Walmart in my jammies....no I wouldn't.

10. I try to go to the movies once a week, sometimes bringing Phillip Johnny Bob. This is something I did less than once a year before retiring......it's a real luxury and I love it because I hate watching movies on TV.

10.1 My cell phone became my land line 6 years ago. Saving mucho dinero and talking more!

10.2 I love it when my granddaughter sends me a text message that was meant for her boyfriend. BWAAAAAA!

10.3 And for those of you who never knew, I'm the granddaughter of a wanted man!

HIGH END SQUATTERS

It seems there's a problem with squatters in the high rent area of Newport Beach California. Yeah, all of Newport Beach is high rent, but when you claim a spot right on the bay, ten feet from someone's bedroom window, and your mere presence makes it official that no one can force you to leave......then it's saaaawwweeeet baby!

This is the Harbor, actually a long channel, with million dollar oceanfront mansions on both sides...with their yachts, sailboats and catamarans. I love that word catamaran...it just rolls off you tongue like teriyaki, or guacamole.


Here are the chosen few...the elite, the privileged.....


That's right these seals, or sea lions, were tired of being shunned, relegated to a bell buoy. What the hey? Like didn't God make the seas and the oceans for them? isn't it their home?


So what's the harm if we sun on the deck of your catamaran. So what if we bring all our fiends to partay.

So what if we keep you up all night with our barking and snorting. We know we are protected. That's what the rules say. You can't come up to us and say "shoo, shoo, cute little seal". No you can't....and you can't gently prod us with a stick or broom or kayak paddle.

And if you see us pile on and sink your boat....oh well, maybe you should have bought a BIGGER BOAT. Now please, can't we all just get along?