okay – folks, we would like to have your help. These came in donations today:

We have NO clue what they are. They were with a lot of kitchen tools, so we think maybe they belong in someone’s kitchen drawer with spatulas and the like. One of them has a picture and some wording on it – a chicken on a nest with an (R), and “stainless” “Taiwan” and the number 3.

As you can see in the third picture, when you squeeze it together the thin flat part goes through a hole in a tweezers like motion.

So, folks . . . do you know what these are? If you know and post a comment I will send you a pair of the mini mittens.

If you do NOT know, but want to play – post a comment with your best guess as to what these are – what their purpose might be. The BEST guess will also receive a pair of mini mittens.

Ready – set – GO COMMENT. 🙂

Pot bellied pig!

Bull headed prig!

Lazy sum-bitch!

What makes him think he knows so durned much anyways?

Why, if they’da let ME do the job, I’da . . .

Drives around in his fancy pimp mobile of a car – thinks he’s better’n all of us

The grumbles centered on the most recent town meeting. No stuffy brick and mortar, fancy schmancy ivied hall Рthis meeting of the minds was carried out over coffee at the greasy-spoon caf̩ on Main St.

Hizzoner the mayor stepped on toes that day and this crowd was having none of it.
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Written for Velvet Verbosity’s 100 Word Challenge: Honor.

I think every town must have this group of men – they come in different sizes and shapes, but they all gather around a table come Saturday morning to cuss and discuss the latest hijinks of the mayor and legislators. This is a glimpse into small town Kenai.

Spent an hour or so down at the beach this morning to catch what I hoped would be another glorious sunrise. I took pictures at about 7-8 minute intervals – haven’t put them all here, but here is a sampling.

I really like the one with the sunrise reflected in the hood of my car. Sort of a double wow effect. The next ones were taken from the top of the bluff looking out over the Kenai River and Cook Inlet. My favorite is the second one – and I will likely make some copies of it in its full glory. The last is a shot of the Eric Hansen Scout Park as I was leaving – it is dedicated to a young man we watched grow up – he was stricken by brain cancer several years ago – the oldest of two sons of friends of ours. Their youngest son was lost several years previously in a freak accident in Seward – he fell into a stream and was washed into Ressurrection Bay – his body was never recovered.

These are thumbnails (click to see larger version) of reduced sized pictures. Enjoy – but remember Who the Painter is. I’m glad that He allows me to share His beauty.

Hubbymoose and I had a busy day today – I’ve taken the next several days off work for my birthday – today was packed.

After we got grands fed and off to school hubby and I went to the airport to greet a dear friend’s son and his bride-to-be. He has recently returned home from Afghanistan and this is his first trip back to Alaska. A crowd waited for him and shared hugs and smiles all around.

Welcome home, Jay – thank you for your service.

Afterwards we drove to Soldotna for eye appointments and then to the “mall” to get hubby’s glasses prescription filled. On our way into the parking lot we spotted something that I had to get a picture of – asked hubby to stop and then walked back to the driveway to get a clear shot:

Yup – the moose IS loose – and munching along near the sign. After all The Moose Is Loose is the place for ALL cool moose to hang out.

lol! Sent the pic to the Anchorage news station and it was shared during the weather portion. The weather person, Jackie Purcell, is my younger birthday twin. Anchorage’s mayor named tomorrow Jackie Purcell day! Pretty cool.
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“AAAHHCHOO!” Matt liked to call them ‘religious experience’ sneezes. “If you have to sneeze, make it a good one,” he always said.

He shook his head watching in amazement as dust particles floated around him. His curly blond hair was coated in the stuff. He shook his head again and this time larger pieces dropped onto his shoulders.

Removing his safety goggles he looked around. “Whoa!” he whistled. Sheet rock from the ceiling lay crumbled about the room – the source of the dust. One ceiling beam swung loose.

“Guess it’s a good thing we signed that Hold Harmless agreement!”
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This is my entry for Velvet Verbosity’s weekly 100 Word Challenge. The prompt this week was Harmless.