Wednesday’s Wanderings. #34

Good morning once again everyone! I hope you are all fine and enjoying your day so far. Well, Christmas is only 3 days away and I imagine a lot of you are busy with preparing things, getting ready for family dinners, gifts being wrapped and stacked under the tree for Christmas morning. There are a lot of Christmas traditions people have. In our family we always opened presents Christmas morning, but some do it on Christmas Eve. One year dad and I had gone out on our yearly trip and found what we thought was a perfect tree. Dad kind of measured it with his arms and said it would be the perfect height.

Down at the river last December.

He was a bit off, by about 18 inches (45cm). So we took it back outside and he cut it shorter. Still too tall since we had a star decoration to go on top of the tree. Back outside and he cut it down some more. Mom suggested he should measure it properly. He said that would not be necessary. It was much too short now. Later that morning we were back out looking for another tree. There was not much snow that year so it was easy walking around. Until suddenly dad yelled as he fell into a hole. Well, not really a hole, but a space between two outcrops of granite.

He said his feet were stuck at the bottom and could not move either one. I suggested taking his boots off. Dad just looked at me. That did it, I was laughing again. I started clearing the snow off the rocks. Dad yelled to stop, the snow was falling into that space and getting into his boots. I suggested again, to take his boots off. He bent over to try and hit his head on the rock. He groaned. I tried pulling him out, that was a waste of time. I said to turn sideways and I started to turn him. He yelled again and said he can’t turn. That was because of another waist problem, which was getting bigger every year.

Male common redpoll eating a sunflower seed.

Dad gave his sarcastic laugh when I mentioned that. And of course that got me laughing even more that before. I suggested he should take his parka off, that would make him looser around the middle and might help to get him out. He thought for a moment and decided to give it a try. Amazing. He could not get the zipper fully off though, but I pulled his parka off anyway. He made some odd noises as the zipper passed over his nose. “I think the zipper is broken,” I said. “That’s not all that is broken,” said dad. I wonder what he meant by that? I tossed his parka in the snow.

Then I told him to hold my arms while I pulled. Unfortunately I slipped on the rock and fell with my knees on dad’s shoulders, scraping his ears and knocking his glasses off down between the rocks. “My glasses!”, dad yelled. “Did you lose them again?,” I asked, “you need to be more careful.” “Bonehead!”, he said. He tried to bend over to get them and hit his head on the rock again. He groaned again. I laughed again. He was getting cold so wanted his parka back. I dragged it over and put it down on him. I guess some snow came along and went down dad’s neck, actually all over him.

White-breasted nuthatch at the feeder last winter.

He yelled again. I laughed again. Finally I joined him down there, and being smaller, I could bend down and try to turn his feet. I tried but nothing worked, until I gave a great big tug and his one foot turned sideways. Dad screamed for some reason. But I could not reach the other foot so I told dad to move his loose foot. He hardly moved it at all, so I pulled on his leg and moved it out of the way. Dad yelled again. I laughed again, well, actually I was still laughing from before.

I had to push the other foot in the opposite direction to get it unstuck, but it worked. Dad yelled. I continued laughing. But we did find a nice tree right after that. Dad even found his glasses. I related the morning events to mom when we got home. Mom looked at dad and said, “good thing Steve is with you all the time, what would you do if he wasn’t there?” “Have a safe and quiet trip,” he replied. Not sure what he meant by that. Well, the birds are busy and it looks like it is time for more coffee, don’t you agree? Have a wonderful Wednesday and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

ยฉ2021 Steve McLeod.

21 Comments on “Wednesday’s Wanderings. #34

  1. Steve, quite the story of you and your dad. LOL Your dad probably really appreciated the second Christmas tree! Thank you for the laughter this morning. Merry Christmas!

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    • It’s fun to remember our outings together, and fortunately I wrote down some of these times too so I wouldn’t forget.
      So glad you got some laughs this morning! Merry Christmas!๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜บ๐ŸŽ„

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    • I can understand that Susie. Not busy here either with just Muffin and I, haven’t even baked my usual Christmas cookies this year. An English Christmas dinner sounds delicious. Mind if I ask what is all included?

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  2. Ha ha ha LOL, when you are with him, he is always safe from all the troubles isn’t he? ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿคช or is it the other way ๐Ÿคฃ. What are your plans for Christmas Weekend ๐Ÿ˜? I’m doing nothing, but planning for a long sleep ๐Ÿ˜‰ only if the twins let me do that ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿคฃ. Have a lovely day โœจ๐Ÿฅณ

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    • No plans for me and Muffin, just stay home,๐Ÿก open our presents Christmas morning,๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ eat cookies๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿช and donuts๐Ÿฉ all day and watch it snow!๐Ÿ˜ณโ„โ„โ„ Like I said, rub their tummies or their backs,๐Ÿ˜ they will fall asleep right away!๐Ÿคญ Maybe.๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ™„

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      • Wow! that’s a perfect plan for an introvert like me๐Ÿ˜. I’ll probably end up sleeping the whole day๐Ÿคฃ, maybe running the growing Tummy ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜… good night Uncle Steve๐Ÿฅฐ

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      • Yep, it works good, sleep and eat,๐Ÿ˜‹ eat and sleep.๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜ด Unless your place is full of relatives!๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿคฏ Then the sleeping part might be hard.๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ™„ But you can still eat! Good night Simon!๐Ÿ˜๐ŸŒ™๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜ด

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      • They will soon change and start to sleep good๐Ÿ™„…in a year or two.๐Ÿ˜‚ Good night Simon, sleep well!๐Ÿ˜ด๐ŸŒ™

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  3. So we know where the problem stems from ! Right Steve ? ๐Ÿ˜‚ ๐Ÿ˜‚ Still laughing ! ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ˜ป๐ŸŽ„

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  4. So beautiful cherished memories to read , inspiring ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸŒท๐Ÿ™๐ŸŽ„with parents our life so lovable ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ‘
    Birds photos beautiful ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป Seasonโ€™s greetings and Merry Christmas to you and Muffin dear ๐ŸŒท๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŒท
    Me and my grandchildren going for a trip 2 days tomorrow grandson driving ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜

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    • Yes, I have a lot of beautiful memories of my parents. Dad and I spent so much time together, even after I grew up. So nice that you are going on a trip, I hope you have a joyous time! Take a lot of pictures! Merry Christmas to you as well!๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ป๐ŸŒžโ˜•โ˜•๐ŸŽ„๐Ÿ””โ„โ„

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  5. Your dad sounds like my daughter’s description of me: She says, “Dad measures once, cuts twice and complains because it’s still too short!” ๐Ÿ˜‚

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