Welcome To The Isle Of MisFit Toys! Pt 4

29 July ‘14 2230 hours

I just invented a neck-lanyard style night light for my duck out of one of my headlamps.


You heard me.  I didn’t stutter.  I just invented a neck-lanyard style night light for my duck out of one of my headlamps.  Just below the clock on corner post of my ‘Summer Kitchen’ is a thermometer that reads 74 degrees.  At 2230 hours.  In the Pacific NorthWest.  And for those of you NOT from this part of the country- that is a freakin’ heatwave.

“What the heck does that hafta do with you inventing a whatchamacallit for your duck?”

Well, about an hour ago, Abbi, Ryatt, Lilli, Huggi and I were all lying in our respective sleeping areas, sweltering in our own perspiration, when Abbi gets up and walks outta the room, muttering “Swim, swim.  Swim, swim.” under his breathe as he left.  This being odd behavior for him, my curiosity lifted me outta my repose to follow him.  He shuffles thru the cabin, checking all the daytime exits, stopping at each one, turning to me, saying “Swim, swim.” and shuffles on to the next door.  Getting to the last door in the cabin, he turns and says, “Swim, swim! Swim, swim! Swim, swim!”  What was I sposed to say to that? I thought he was gonna throw a duck-tantrum, like the kind his late-wife Rosalita used to do and start stomping his feet!  But, you can’t deny, He had a Groovi idea and we both knew it, so I grabbed the two headlamps hanging by the door and opened it to be led by my duck down the stairs of the three decks and to the trailhead to his pond, all the while he repeats his new mantra we learned this week- “Swim, swim! Swim, swim!.”

This also being coon country, and currently touted in the local papers as being heavy with a coon population explosion this year, I grabbed him before he could begin his descent down the steps I’ve been cutting, facing with 2x’s and staking with whatever I can scrounge up recently, and shortening the 2 elastic head bands as far as they would go, I slid it over his head to hang around his neck like a headlight on a tricycle.  If you just simmer on that image for a minute longer, you may come to realize, it pretty much looked like the same thing…. in the dark.Winking smile

So, me and my tricycle…. I mean my Duck Open-mouthed smile took our very first skinny dip in his now approximate 12’X18’X1-1/2’ pond on ‘Audri’s Creek’, together!

No really…. I feel rotten that your summer sucks compared to mine, so far. Crying face This is my ‘sincere’ face:  Surprised smile

I also want to take this minute to apologize to my Faithful Stalkers for there being no photograph’s for this 4th post, as you have by now I’m sure come to expect, but alas- my 2-AA batteries specific to electronic devices are beyond dead, as well as my source of income (all of my egg-layers have been murdered or taken by the ‘Wildlings’), so unless my Loyal Readers decide they cannot live without the fabulous photographic journalism that they have come here to witness the Technicolor reality of life off-the-grid, and feel the overwhelming drive to send a donation to Abbi’s “Feed The Ducks” Fund in a post made here earlier this year, or  even a package of aforementioned electronic device type- AA batteries directly to Abbi’s Mommee @ 110 E Tree Top Ln, Shelton, WA 98584, then I’m afraid we shall all be forced to use our own boring imaginations hereafter. (I would include my sketches that I’ve been making since the loss of use of ‘my Precious’ digi-cam, but that too requires 2-cycle mixxed fuel to run ‘Genny’, to scan my sketches to include in this and future posts, that sit waiting for a ride off-Island to steal 15 minutes of Wi-Fi to keep you Kidz updated, “to catch the cat that caught the rat…”-oops!  Please disregard that very poor sense of ancient humour that just slipped in there!)  Yes, we know how much that would truly suck, don’t we…..

Anyway, as it seems I’m so very slow a night-typer, I need to save this draft and sign-off for now, before my laptop battery kicks the can as well.  We used the last of our 2 cycle oil mixxed fuel for our genny when Abbi & I threw a swim party for ourselves earlier today down at Abbi’s pond where we absolutely had to have music to “swim, swim” by.  And all of our candles have been used up, along with our little green propane tanks for the lanterns.  And the headlamp batteries are getting dim….. O dear- it seems our resources are dwindling fast and Fall hasn’t even fell yet!  Dear odear….. it seems we hafta make some backup plans for our coffee contemplation hour in the mornin’ I guess…… owell- Y’all try to get some rest despite the heat tonight and we’ll….. well, hopefully use some very colorfully descriptive vocabulary words for y’all on our next episode from The Isle Of MisFit Toys- Pt 5!!


Violet & Abbi


The Groovi-est, Purple-Beaded, Ever-Laughin', Dukk-Lovin', Barefoot, Dirt-Farmin', Hippi Chikki that you'll ever have the Sublime Pleasure to get to know!

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One comment on “Welcome To The Isle Of MisFit Toys! Pt 4
  1. InfiniteZip says:

    So very glad to see you dipping with the duck, I always thought Washington was always cold and rainy;) be well friend.talk soon.

    Kim Laettner


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