Thursday, April 28, 2011

~~Parisotto~~

As you know, I was born "Martha Mary Parisotto," and last year brought so many wanted (and some unwanted) surprises as I delved into the questions of my dark and painful past.  I promised never to write about it again...so I won't.   So there.

HOWEVER, this year has brought some inexplicable, exciting surprises for me.

Remember Cousin Joey?  (Yes, he is the flamer with the fish...whom I love so dearly!)

Well...through him, I have been able to connect with cousin after cousin after cousin.....get this....in BRAZIL!!   

One of my dear cousins, Camilla Parisoto, is teaching me to speak Portuguese using our video cams! We are having a blast getting to know each other.  Woot Woot!!! (Gotta love Google Translate!)

You noticed that I spelled Cami's name differently?  Yes... It seems that there are many ways to spell our last name.  Another cousin Edson Parisotto put together an online group of Parisotto's..... some even spell it like this: PariZotto!  

There are 283 of us so far.  I am finally becoming proud of my birth name and am thinking of changing it back...and some of my cousins are thinking of taking on "Paris" as their last names!

Signed,

MiMi Parisotto...so there.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

~~Window Snapping~~

The other day, the kittens were going crazy in the window, so I go check to see what is making them nuts.


Awww....an new bunny...wonder where he got the baby carrots?
(....Shhhh...wasn't me.....)


Later, Tiggy Too and Mr. Bear were peeking through the kitchen shutters.




Gambel's quails, named after some guy named "William Gambel, were making their nests in the back. The cocks and hens mate for life and stick together, whether they are nesting, hunting or caring for their young.  The boys, of course, are the prettier of the two.

Girl/Boy
A group of quails has several collective nouns, including "battery," "drift," "flush," "rout," and a "shake" of quails.

They lie quietly under brush to hide from a diversity of predators--snakes, raptors, foxes, bobcats and coyotes.


This picture has nothing to do with this blog.  So there.