Sixteen

My firstborn is having his 16th birthday today. Christ, I feel old.

I love him so much! He is handsome, smart, funny, healthy, and STILL has the most tender heart of anybody I've ever known.

I posted the best shots on Facebook and some of these might be repeats, but as always, the bloopers go on the blog.

These came out better than I thought. 

 

I trust all angels are sleeping with my birthday boy tonight.

xoxo

Vintage Paper Arts

I love finding vintage and/or historical postcards when I visit places. Here are two that I found intriguing.

Wenn jeder Wechsel den Glücklichen schreckt,

Mit solch einem Wechsel da ging es;

Denn immer noch macht einem schönen effect

Solch ein liebender Wechsel des Ringes.

LITERAL TRANSLATION IS:

If any change scares lucky

With such a change as it went;

For still makes a nice effect

Such a loving exchange of rings.

Principauté de Monaco

Le Palais du Prince

LITERAL TRANSLATION IS:

Monaco Principality

The Prince's Palace

I don't have a lot of confidence in Google Translate after putting together this post. At least on the first one. Also, I don't like editing my post 30 times to get the spacing right. At first post it was triple spaced, and the words underneath the pictures keeps typing off into the right till it drops off the edge of the blog. I'm not exaggerating. Thirty (30) times.

I'm off to find out if Mercury is in retrograde. Ha. 

Politics and the Post Office

One of the bummers about moving is changing my voting address. This leads to an inordinate amount of political post cards and flyers, as well as typical junk mail.  I feel bad for mail carriers who are required to deliver items that are junk mail and they know that a lot of it gets thrown away with disdain. I'd love it if they'd ditch mine, but then everybody would want special services.

One mailman in particular gets ultra offended that Zing barks incessantly at him.  I told him it was the mail truck, not the person, because he barks at every mail truck.  Postal worker was unconvinced.

I wonder if anybody has ever actually read the flyers and cards. I haven't, and I don't. Into the recycle bin they go.....