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Monthly Archives: July 2014
Mrs Corningware and Alarm Music
The woman who owns Corning Ware is delightful. I once had dinner in a small home with her and her friends. After we ate they spent the evening around the piano, everyone singing show tunes.
I remember her often as John and I cook with Corning Ware on the stove top. I plop in soup or beans and rice in a sauce stir once and think, “I’m not waiting here. I have pictures to draw, I’ll come back in three minutes.” And I always do remember. The smoke alarm won’t let me forget.
Corning Ware is so easy to clean and as John was washing dishes last night he said, “I don’t think of this as one of our pots and pans,” and he held up an ancient piece of Corning Ware, “It’s something special. it’s an altar. It’s a place to put burnt offerings.
The picture below is me, Corning Ware, and the music we make on the smoke alarm. nancymauerman.com
Electrospots Tesla And Wife
As far as I know Tesla wasn’t married but this picture is not only of my brother’s hero but of opposites. The woman is wearing empty boxes and magnets on her shoes. Magnets are of course known for their opposite qualities and the boxes can contain treasures or can be empty calling out for possibilities, questions, potentials, not knowing yet. We see a dark colored male hugging a light female as they they are standing so close they create each others’ forms. nancymauerman.com
I’m A Woman With A Weight Problem
A doctor told me, “After a certain age a mature woman will gain a pound a year.” “What! I plan to live a long life. I plan to be at least 125. Do you know how heavy I’ll be?” and I began to count to give myself the bad news in specific detail.
I’m a woman with a weight problem. I am a healthy weight and my husband thinks I’m just right but I remember the day when I decided that I was finally “grown up.” I was thirteen and I weighed 95 pounds and somehow it’s stuck in my mind that my grown up weight should be exactly 95 pounds, the grown up me should always be 95 pounds. Well, that’s long gone.
My conclusion: my weight problem is a head problem. I decided I’m not yet grown up. My husband agrees with me and I feel fine. nancymauerman.com
Please Do All My Thinking For Me
This distressed woman, in the picture below, saw a guest on a British T.V.. On a morning talk show a woman represented a political faction, their main point: every unplanned pregnancy should be aborted. Also every child, age six and under, with any type of illness or imperfection should be killed. That should be legal. The cameraman froze his camera in place on the two hosts as they heard this and were frozen in action, speechless. The guest explained it would be kind to not have those kids drag down society financially and in other ways and, besides, it would be kind. We wouldn’t want them to face pain and or people being rude to them. In fact, the woman went on, we should kill kids up to age six if they’re not wanted in any way or if they weren’t planned. Someone called out, “cut” and the camera shut off in mid sentence.
I was planned, my husband was a surprise to his parents. I knew someone like him was possible and when I finally found him I was in my forties, I chased him; he’s my treasure.
I suppose it depends on what you think life SHOULD be. I think we are here to learn. I have a few treasured people in my life who have taught me a great deal. One is a friend with downs syndrome, she is definitely my treasure.
I think the woman on the British morning show thinks we’re born here just to have fun and pleasure. Differences of opinion make me think and learn. Good and great, but what if we ALLOW a person to think for all of us, to decide what we all need, never to think about it ourselves, or discuss it, after all we need to have fun, then allow a person to legislate that idea into actionable law? What if we allow a person to say, “You have to ,ha ha, pass this law to find out what’s in it, ha ha.”
I think the camera should freeze on us. We should not sit stuck in silence. No one should call,”CUT!” Let’s freeze the camera on this idea that says we should only work a few hours a week so we can have more fun; lets let another do all the thinking and control us. What are we babies? What’s wrong with us? We need to talk about this. nancymauerman.com
A spider died on the picture while I framed and glassed it. The little fellow seemed to say a lot so I left it. nancymauerman.com
Chickens Answer Questions
Jillian a friend of mine has four chicken friends for whom she gives a party on each of their birthdays. The party is at the park, Jillian brings all her hens and invites human friends who bring wrapped up presents of strawberries, bananas, bugs and worms. Jillian provides a big cake, balloons, hats and she leads the Happy Birthday song then a parade.
I asked, “Is the parade big?” “Oh yes,” she says, “Most everyone in the park has already come over to ask questions. ‘What are they; ducks?’ the people ask and they want to touch the chickens and they follow our parade around the jogging trail and ask other strange things.”
To hear more of the strange question asked and get some of the answers the chickens have given in return read Chickens in Birthday Suits. Its free for a few more days at Amazon as an Ebook. A chicken quilt will be awarded to someone who answers a question at the back of the book in a humorous way. Send your answers to this blog and to see the quilt refer to my blog on July 14. Thanks for your responses. nancymauerman.com
Chickens Make People Talk And Contest
This, of course, this is not a girl bird but a boy, a rooster. His name, Hector Louise Juan Jose Miguel Fernando reminds me of my first boy friend. Hi Hector, if you’re reading. This rooster is a minor character in the book ‘Chickens In Birthday Suits‘ which I wrote and painted pictures for.
In a contest you can win a small quilt on which I’ve appliqued the main character, Jillian’s number one best non-human friend, named Twani Alice. See July 14 blog for details.
I’ve noticed that as soon as kids read Chickens In Birthday Suits, as well as my other books, they tell ME stories. Kids of all ages. A little over a week ago my dentist’s eyes lite up and he told me about being young in Russia where his neighbor didn’t take care of his animals so my dentist’s family invite one of the neighbor’s hens to live with them. They referred to the hen as a “he” although “he” would lay eggs regularly. Later when my dentist’s sister wrote about “him” in college her paper was knocked down in grade because “he” was a hen. Where was that teacher’s sense of adventure? When the chicken died at age 16 “he” was stuffed and is still in the parent’s home in Russia.
My dentist’s wife hugs me and calls my Beatrix because the animal pictures reminded her of teaching dance to children in costumes from Beatrix Potter books. She studied dance in Russia along with Baryshnikov, WOW.
I’m so pleased because one of my goals in writing is to encourage story telling, especially from older kids, 13- 90, to younger ones, so I hope my new friends are telling these stories to their children. Let me know if you like the book and enter the contest now. nancymauerman.com
Win A Chicken Quilt
Jillian also calls me Tawni Alice and I hate to complain but that’s not my name.Jillian also has the wrong name for Hatch Day! “Today’s your Birthday,” she says and lifts me high as I can fly. From the book Chickens In Birthday Suits.
To find out what other facts chickens could teach Jillian read Chickens In Birthday Suits. To see the chicken quilt refer to Monday’s blog and to win it answer one of the questions at the back of the book in a humorous way. Chickens in Birthday Suits Is free as an Ebook today and for a few more days at Amazon. nancymauerman.com
Nancy’s Throne Room: Nancy Reads “Chickens In Birthday Suits” VIDEO
Author and illustrator Nancy Mauerman reads an excerpt from “Chickens In Birthday Suits.” This is a funny children’s books about chickens and a birthday party.
The Kindle version of “Chickens In Birthday Suits” is free from July 16 through July 20, 2014. nancymauerman.com