when the grandsons were four and six, i bought them each a night light, a turtle for the big boy and this lady bug for the little one. derrick's turtle had been turned over last year to their four-year old half sister, katie. darren, however, was still quite territorial and he wanted me to keep mme. rosie so i would always think of him.
mme. rosie, the ladybug, however, was kept in the toybox and frankly i have not even thought about it until last night when i was desperately thinking of an idea for five plus two's theme this week which is "ceiling". i had in mind a double exposure of the blue sky with big white fluffy clouds and meself holding a heart to portray the words "my love has no walls, no ceilings, no floors" or "the sky's the limit". there was just one problem, it's been hazy since the weekend plus i've been quite busy at the office. i know, i know. somewhere in my archive such shot of the sky lives but i couldn't find it.
i was all set to make a trek down to the dollar store and buy those little glow-in-the-dark stick on stars when in my haste i stubbed my foot against the corner of the toy box. that is because the toy box is in my living room and is used as my bench press when i do my exercises in the morning. so whilst i was cussing like a drunken sailor and muttering all obscene words i knew in french, german, spanish and british english :-D i actually had an eureka moment. so, still muttering swear words, toy box lid flew, as well as a few other toys and a pair of maracas, sending them all over the floor of the living room. mme. rosie, having been incarcerated in the toy box for so long, was in dire condition in that her 3 AAA batteries were of course all dead. i knew i have batteries everywhere in this apartment but merde alors! all i could find was size AA - four unopened packs, if you will. no size AAA anywhere.
by this time, my living room floor was like a war zone, and heck, if i was going to confession, with all the swear words i muttered which now included arabic and russian (what can I say, i have a knack for languages, well, the swear words only), the priest would probably ask me to recite my prayers till my eyes were blue.
so, the search extended to the bathroom and the bedroom. and, get this, i am a lucky so and so, i actually have a pack of such batteries in my night table's drawer. (okay, not what you think, people!)
after i did a victory dance, i changed mme. rosie's batteries and she was good as new!
and the result of such riot is here:
https://365project.org/fiveplustwo/365/2017-09-20
methinks mme. rosie will be staying in the bedroom as i rather liked the stars with one crescent moon decorating my ceiling when i'm lying down.
