#MM: It's a Fanta Sea

The mysterious masterpiece Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen has always been one of my favorites. In researching the meaning of its lyrics, analysts suspect the song relates to composer Freddie Mercury's personal life. He grew up in a highly religious Zoroastrian family which did not accept what he became––gay. Especially in the 1970s, to be homosexual in his family was to make his mother cry. The man he killed was himself by not being what he was raised to be. Some think the pain relates to AIDS, which eventually led to his death; however, the disease was too unknown at the time. When people asked Freddie Mercury what his lyrics meant, he said, "I don't know."

I feel sorry for people with life styles that their family will not accept. A friend of mine has a transgender child. She has been beautifully accepting of him as has everyone else in his life. Maybe we are finally arriving.

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Twenty-Four and Looking Good

June 21st is the longest day of the year; and in 1990, it most certainly was. That was the day I gave birth to my beautiful and talented daughter, Judy. 

Judy is not only pretty, but she is also smart and personable. If you don't believe it, just ask her mother.

She is also the mother of my beautiful granddog.

Happy Birthday, Judy!

The Story of Angela and Eggy

Because you wanted to know . . .

On a May day in a Memphis classroom, multiple eggs were decorated, weighed, and named before sliding down a chute made of shoe box lids into kid designed landing pads. With ten sheets of newspaper and an arms' stretch of masking tape, kids designed these cushions. Thus, The Egg Drop Competition began. 

In order to properly place landing pads, students filled plastic Easter eggs with rocks. These practice eggs weighed the same as real eggs and got cracked before reluctant eggs ran the chute. 

To "egg" them on, kids cheered and clapped and then the trek began. Most eggs fell to their sudden death; however, Angela and Eggy were survivors. They even successfully slid down the high dive, the top of the book shelf. 

The best landing pads were funnel shaped with lots of give. Anyone who folded newspapers put their eggs in grave danger. As winning eggs, they received the reward of going home with the teacher to be eaten.

However, they became blog celebrities on Wordless Wednesday. I know you want to know about the Wordless Wednesday before this one, when I missed it doing something secret. Sorry, but I still can't reveal. I will let you know soon.