Tuesday, August 27, 2013

A Scientific Mind


~Fioré and Her Apple~

Did I say "apple"? As you all know, I have an *AAB on this blog until September 1, which does not arrive until Sunday. Lalalalalalalala...

Did I say "scientific mind"? Yup. A regular steel-trap of a mind. I can tell that I may have to prove this to you. Read on...

Today's post took shape as I listened to John discuss Fioré's personality. We had been watching her bat that apple all over the dining room this morning. She loves "her" apple and when she gets tossing it and chasing it about, she is a wild thing. High strung. Up tight. John said, "If Fioré fell out of a tree, it would kill her because she is so tense." 

That comment made me wonder how Fioré might ever fall out of a tree since she is an indoor cat. Then I wondered how she'd fare from an upstairs bedroom window.

You see, I have had some experience with that. I remember very distinctly the day I dropped Fluffy, our gray money cat, out my attic bedroom window. My bedroom was painted lavender with white organza curtains featuring lilac blooms across the hem. (That was for you bloggers who enjoy room descriptions.) Where was I? Oh, yes. I dropped Fluffy out the window without knowing that my mother was seated in the bathroom located on the first floor directly below my bedroom. She saw something fluffy and gray fly past in a vertical descent. Very presently, I heard, "Vee, where's Fluffy?!" 

I was already running for the stairs as Fluffy had made a four-point landing and had scampered around the front of the house. I made a bee-line for the front door and would you believe there was Fluffy waiting to be let in as if nothing had happened? That poor cat never held it against me as far as I know. Perhaps I did him a favor by kickstarting his heart for he lived a good long life. 

Needless to say, I had some explaining to do for my mother was now demanding answers. I showed her the book I had been reading just before "the event" where all these oddities of nature were contained. To her credit, she held her cool and very carefully explained that I was never to do that again.

Then there was the day that I wondered if that Vaseline™ commercial were true. I fetched my mother's sieve and proceeded to the bathroom to experiment. By the time my mother found me, I had Vaseline all over the place and most especially all over the sieve. I chortled with glee, "It works! It works!" This as I flushed it with water, which flowed out over the top of the sieve, but not through it. My mother may have said, "Any idiot would know that!" It gets a little fuzzy after that. 

And then there was the day that I thought I would do my mother a kind deed by scrubbing her entire kitchen with Comet™. (It's a product placement kind of day.) As I recall, that didn't go over so well either. Gee, Mom, I was only trying to help!

So tell me, I can't be the only one, do you have a scientific mind, too?

*AAB=arbitrary autumn ban

Love Vee
P.S. No cats nor apples were harmed in the telling of this tale.

34 comments:

  1. LOL! I led a very boring childhood as far as scientific experiments went, but I enjoyed yours!

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  2. A great post! Love you "helping" stories...I remember when I decided to help my mother by mopping the basement floor. Who knows how many gallons of water she had to mop up!

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  3. A wonderful post! (you always have wonderful ones)--No, I really do not have a scientific mind, now, my son, yes. Thanks for the giggles. Blessings

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  4. I don't have a scientific mind either. I was never one to experiment. Your experiments were quite something! You Mom sounds like a very patient mother, lol.

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  5. About time you posted about Fiore again. We think she deserves a weekly write up.
    Tate, Frenchie and Bitsy, transcribed by their food provider, Jill.

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  6. LOL....I didn't too too much experimenting of that nature...although my mother does like to remind me that when I was toddler (I cannot recall this a'tall, I think she's making it up...) I gathered up all the doilies I could find and put them in a pile, found the lotion and proceeded to pump a portion of it into the doily pile.

    Maybe I was experimenting then???

    Anyways, loved your post and yes, I agree, we want more of Fiore! She's adorable.

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  7. OH! MY GOODNESS Vee, you are so funny! Loved the stories!! When I saw AAB, I said to myself," What is AAB, how do I go about asking what it is without sounding out of the loop,." Thank goodness you clarified it for me. I do have my porch somewhat decorated, just needing a few more things like pumpkins, can't have fall without pumpkins. And now I am somewhat stagnant as I have been side tracked with apples, grapes,, and fall house cleaning. You will probably get yours done before I do. So I guess I will be the AAB.lol
    Enjoy your evening.

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  8. I had a chemistry set, in the basement. There was a drain in the basement that I kept pouring my experiments into when I was done with them. I can't tell the rest. It was pretty bad!

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  9. I remember my friend Timmy and I were in his basement (I learned early on to stay out of my mother's way) and mixed all kinds of things up together pretending to be scientists. I'm surprised we didn't blow ourselves up! : )

    Great stories Vee!!

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  10. I bet you kept your Momma on her toes! Are you going to experiment with Fiore and your bedroom window? Would you tell if you did? Loved your stories! Thanks for visiting my blog Vee! Have a delightful day!

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  11. LOL- Many years ago when I came home with a brand new baby MyHero had scrubbed the floor with Comet...thus ruining the finish and leaving a gritty residue that squeak/screet (made up word) when you walked on it. He topped that off by putting a red velvet dress in the washer with all the whites in the house and adding Clorox. That will teach me to have a fourth child! xo Diana

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  12. LOL. Love the stories of your experiments. I guess I don't have a scientific mind as I can't think of any experiments that I tried.

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  13. AAB, aah, now I understand. I'm thinking of actually living by the calendar. Isn't that scandalous? -- esp. as a blogger, right? I hate to rush summer away too early! We give it it's full-due around here. *wink

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    1. All the best with that! Our sweet sisters in the South have been pushing autumn for a month! =D

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  14. LOL! You dropped that cat out of a second floor window on purpose?! You obviously gave your mom gray hair prematurely! I don't recall doing any kind of scientific experiments. But I did have a fondness for my mom's vivid red lipstick, since they decided that I wasn't worth being the recipient of a 10 cent box of crayons. Oh, I drew the more gorgeous stick figure drawings with it on the front porch columns! Hahahaha, that spanking was worth every swat!

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  15. Oh those are great stories, Vee. Let's see if I can tell on someone else instead of me. My little brother was very sad to see the goldfish in plain old clear water so he added mouthwash to the water to make it blue. Belly up fish!!

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  16. No, not too scientific, I did once get into some paint cans and started painting an old storage room mint green, my father finished it for me, ;-) Love the AAB lol xo

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  17. Nope. I don't have a scientific mind like you have. Your experiments were quite something. Love this post because it made me giggle. And I might not be scientific, but I do like humor.

    AAB is getting harder and harder.

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  18. Too funny - such great stories Vee!

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  19. What a cute post, Vee. You and my older brother would get along well!

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  20. Oh my. I'm sitting here reading your post, laughing with tears in my eyes and wondering about your scientific mind to do these things in your childhood. You are such a great writer and I know you must have many more tales to tell. All in due time I guess. As for my scientific mind? I don't think I have/had one. I was a good little girl. :) I really can't remember doing anything similar to your experiments. What a boring child I must have been! Thanks for the laughs Vee. Hugs, Pam

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  21. yes I did pause there at the description of your bedroom, thinking of Jo March in her attic bedroom and my lilac bedroom when I was a teenager. It sounds like you had another great time with a fellow blogger!

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  22. Well, I clued right in to the fact that you had a lavender bedroom as a girl and curtains with lilacs on. I'm envious, my room was lavender too but no curtains! We had the only story and a half on the street and with my bedroom upstairs, who could ever look in anyway?
    I was more of a bug geek, fed the ants in the backyard sugar and honey to see where they'd take it. Yup, like Pam, I was kind of boring with my piano lessons and home Toni perms my mother insisted on giving me. Haha, I had the frizziest head you ever saw.
    Judith

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  23. Omigosh! You've given me chuckle after chuckle. I came to visit your blog as I was following the TeaCup Exchange I stumbled upon over at The Enchanting Rose. Then I read/skimmed my way through several blog posts first with a sneaking suspicion that you were in New England, then I spyed the honey jar from Madison, and I got really excited. My stepfather is from Madison, and I have family in the Eustis (Stratton) and Rangeley. Then I got to your post about trying to smuggle a mattress to Canada (HaHa)! By now, I was dying to know if they were trying to cross at Coburn Gore, because my GGF used to be on Border Patrol there. Anywho, I always get such a thrill to read other Mainers' blogs, and I must say I feel like I already know, as I detect the merriment of Maine hu-mah in yaw staw-rees. I'll enjoy working my way back through your archives, as well as watching to see what happens in the next installment of "The Perils of Vee"!
    WendyBee

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    1. Oh heavens! They didn't try to smuggle a queen sized mattress in. It was fully visible. =D I don't know when the new rules about mattresses came into effect, but not so long ago, we were able to take mattresses to Canada.

      Fun to have a local visitor!

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    2. So sorry, Vee, I shouldn't have used the word "smuggle", I just thought it sounded funnier, since obviously, what can the harm be in taking a mattress to Canada? (Unless of course, one is stashing contraband inside, I guess?) Anyway, I see by this morning's post you have more immediate concerns, what with your hair appointment and all. Wishing you hair-lucky vibes from Biddeford!
      WendyBee

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    3. You know, your drug point makes a lot more sense than bedbugs. Must be sure to tell my sister that one.

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  24. Like Donna's, my experiments were more in the artistic realm. I was put to bed for a nap, but instead of sleeping, I removed the barrette from my hair and used the little metal clasp to draw on my pink bedroom wall. When Mom came to get me, I had etched about a hundred balloons on the wall over my bed! (I don't think she appreciated my artistry.)

    Love your stories! (And I am quite happy to know that Fluffy supported the hypothesis that "cats always land on their feet.")

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    1. I was once put to bed for a nap in a newly wallpapered room. I wasted no time sleeping. =D

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  25. Glad to hear Fluffy survived! I ate ant poison once - asked mother why that "blue flour" sprinkled on the countertop tasted funny! Or the time "C"'s parents and mine went out for the evening leaving us in the care of a sitter - I talked "C" into putting an entire jar of her brother's red Butch hair wax on my waist length curly hair!

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  26. Ah... now HERE'S a cat tale I can sink my pearlies into. I was about to say that I DID have a scientific mind, but then I decided that the truth for me is that I just like to make a royal mess of things. My sister and I did try to find out if we could melt the snow in our front yard with milk bottles full of hot water.

    BTW, it doesn't work. All you get is about a square foot of slush which might leave a patch of dead grass in the spring and get you into trouble with a Duchess.

    (There. That's my story for the day.)

    (And I like the AAB... very much.)

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  27. Oh my, I thought you were going to say you tossed Fiore out the window. At least it happened as a child before you had come to your complete senses. Loved hearing about your childhood experiments. I do remember a time that I took the lampshade off my bedside lamp and hung a piece of clothing over the light-bulb because I liked the hue it cast in my room. I do not recommend that under any circumstances. Thankfully my older sister discovered the problem when she smelled the smoke. Disaster averted. ~ Abby

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  28. Your poor Fluffy cat!

    My father smoked a pipe and I remember very distinctly lighting one of the matches that was by his chair's ash tray when I was around four years old and alone in the living room. I almost dropped the match on the chair when it got hot but then remembered how my Dad would wave the match in the air to extinguish it after he lit his pipe, so I did the same and it went out. I felt like such a big girl at the time! I soon realized how lucky I was that I didn't burn myself and our house down!

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