I adopted a new tattling policy after we watched Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory (1971 version with Gene Wilder). From Willy Wonka’s mouth, to my ears, and straight out of my mouth again.
Please submit all complaints in writing to the complaint department. It is only open between the hours of 8-9 pm, thus any letters received before this time cannot be guaranteed successful delivery.
The 2nd sentence is of my own making. I enjoyed delivering my lines over and over in a dramatic voice.
But I’ve pushed off and away from school life in my little rowboat. Paddling slowly down the stream. Looking for a quiet place to pitch my tent. And eat a bowl of strawberries & peaches.
I went on a morning walk. I don’t know why I feel the need to pick up trash off the street and cart it home in my pockets. But I do. Sometimes it doesn’t fit in my pockets, but I cart it home anyway. The mannequin arm from a February walk is still draped across my front porch rail. I use the 6 white plates I found daily. The hangers have come in very handy.
As Full Tilt Boogie winds down I’ll be blogging more over here. I don’t make a good multi-tasker. I have a slow methodical brain. It dives down deep into each subject and sometimes forgets to come up for air. Luckily I found an oxygen tank on a walk. And it works!