Menopausal Mother

     Welcome to another edition of Fly On The Wall group blog postings,. hosted by Karen of Baking In A Tornado. Today, four brave bloggers are inviting you into their homes for a peek of what goes on behind closed doors.

     At the Doyle house, we're gearing up for fall festivities. I have a birthday coming up next month---the BIG 60! Yikes! But I plan on celebrating it like I'm still 30. I also love Halloween! Candy corn is my jam, so you can bet I'm stocking up on it right now. November brings my favorite holiday of all---THANKSGIVING. I'm blessed to have all my kids and grandkids living nearby, so the holiday is always a beautiful, sentimental time for me. Honestly, it's having grandchildren that make the holidays even more special. I love my girls and spend most weekends with them. Recently, my oldest granddaughter took an interest in the Titanic. We watched the movie together and then I gave her the Heart Of The Ocean necklace. Her eyes LIT UP! My kids and my grandkids are my life, so you can understand why I am so EXCITED for the holidays to get here!!


     In the meantime, I'm still taking note of the odd bits of conversation that go on around here with the hubs and the kids when they come over.. And I'm totally sure that nosy fly on the wall has been entertained by what he has heard around here.....


"You look really tired today. You have bags under your eyes"
"Yeah, I didn't sleep well last night."
"Oh, so that's why United Airlines called---they want their bags back."

"I'll be happier at 75 because by then I will have a hip replacement, knee replacement, and no more pain."
"Too bad they can't give you a memory replacement."

"How about we try the Nine Dragons restaurant?"
"Which one is that?"
"The place with the red dragon on the roof."
"Only one? No thanks."
"Why?"
"That's a bad omen. It means eight of them are already dead."

"Oh my God, your fart is smelling up the whole room!"
"Yes, I know because I can't stop laughing!!"
"If that's what real laughing gas is, then I don't want any the next time I go to the dentist."


"Daddy, did you have a bad day at work?"
"Yeah, actually, I did. My boss bitched at me plus I forgot to bring my lunch. I also cut my finger on a mower blade. It really hurt."
"Awww poor guy. I guess you should have called the WHAAAAambulance."


"You always want more pugs. I'm going to refer to you as the Pug Queen from now on."
"Oh yeah? Since you're so interested in collecting Christmas elves, does that make you an Elf Lord?"

"What's your mom doing?"
"She's online buying illegal exotic pets."
"Oh, okay....wait, WHAT?"

"Why are all the photos on your phone so tiny?"
"Because everything on me is tiny."
"Well, I know one thing for sure thing that's tiny...."
"That's NOT funny."


     Maybe Elf Lord is a bit insecure, but you know what they say.....the bigger the elf, the bigger the.........

     I've written before about the odd little tchotchkes in my home---stuff that other people may see as a collection of junk, but to me, they're treasures. Each one carries a specific memory, and for that reason, I hang onto them. I'm not a hoarder (well, maybe when it comes to squirrel stuff I am, but....), and I DO try to keep my tchotchkes organized. Just the other day, I removed all of my pug-faced pillows and stored them in the closet so that they wouldn't clutter up my bedroom. Perhaps I should have donated them or tossed them out, but you never know when someone might be in dire need of a pug pillow.

     My home is full of amazing little items that make me smile whenever I happen to spot them on a table or shelf. Or when it's time to bring out the duster, because God knows, the more tchotchkes you have, the more dusting you'll do.....