Posts tagged "the wizard of oz"


January 1st, 2014

In Which I Attempt to Use Humour To Help Heal

Me: Lexi, this is your spirit animal (holding up my 2014 Wizard of Oz calendar and showing her a picture of Toto)

Lexi: ..... (lifts head up from the couch, puts head back down)

Me: Now, if your Grandmother continues to insist on attempting to take you away from me because I "don't deserve you", we'll just start referring to her as Myra Gulch.

Lexi: .... (lifts head up from couch, tilts head, puts head back down)

Me: So, if she tries to put you in a basket and ride off on a bike, or drive off in a car, you are perfectly within your rights to jump out of the basket and come back home.

Lexi: .... (starts bedding down for nap time... like, "duh", Mom)

September 26th, 2013

The first time this went around, I stuffed it in my Drafts folder to review later… and, I have no idea how long ago that was… I just wanted to watch it, and didn’t have a moment to do it.  I forgot completely about it, and I’m going to keep that one in my Drafts folder… but this is awesome. 

The Wizard of Ahhhs - Todrick Hall & Pentatonix

Available on iTunes, too.

March 29th, 2013

marshmallowsandbubbles:

I just realized, I’d go to Oz and back to save Lexi’s life, too… 

But, when I was younger, we had a black dog and I tried to put him in a few baskets, even though there was no way on Earth he’d fit, and I’d try to make him follow me while I skipped down the “yellow brick road”, but he wouldn’t.  Lexi does that, though… she even skips sometimes.  True facts. 

March 20th, 2012

Truthful Tuesday: The Wizard of Oz Twister

Growing up, I was enamored with the Wizard of Oz.  I watched it almost every day.  I often skipped around the house, singing “Follow the Yellow Brick Road” as the munchkins were in high volume on the television in the den.   My long time friend (30+ years), Sherryl can recount how much I love the Wizard of Oz - so much so that even to this day anything from the movie reminds her of me.  

When I was little, because I loved the movie so much, I wanted to be in a tornado.  I thought it would be fun, because, well… you got to go to Oz, of course.  Munchkins and yellow brick roads and good witches - oh my!  Who wouldn’t want to experience that?  I thought the only way to get to Oz was by tornado and I wanted to go so badly that every time there were funnel clouds in the sky or my parents said it looked like tornado weather, I actually got excited.  

For anyone getting angry with me: I was only a child.  I didn’t understand the full ramifications of tornadoes.  I thought the most damage one could do was knock you out for a few hours.  You’ll also have to note that I lived through Hurricane Alicia fairly early on in my life, and all that was, was a big pain in the ass: no electricity, board games, staying inside, and sleeping in my sister’s room.  I didn’t understand that I was sleeping in her room, so that my parents only had to go to one room to get both of us, in the event of wind damage, high water, or a tornado.  I thought, at least a tornado would be over much more quickly.  I was, if nothing else, practical about time. 

Then, today (I am writing this late Monday), I was talking to my sister, because the girl’s birthday is today…. but when I called the girl, she was out with her dad.  My sister told me about the storms that are quickly approaching my area: 

The storms have already caused tornadoes to touch down just outside of San Antonio and in Oklahoma, as well as produced hail in Dallas, causing flight delays. 

For the first time, in my life, I’m actually afraid of the wrath of a “twister”, which is ironic, considering I wasn’t afraid of itty-bitty, teeny-tiny Hurricane Ike, while I was living in an apartment alone.  Oh.. with a cat.  

Maybe it was living through that storm, on my own, and seeing the destruction that occurred both right next door and down the street that has me on edge.  I mean, if I was a little girl, I’d think, well… I finally have a “Toto” cast, albeit, she’d need some hair colour to be completely perfect, but she’s much better suited than Ralph, just due to her size.  (Ralph had the colouring.)

I have to be honest, though, because I have a freaky sixth sense about me that those that are close to me have seen in action.  All day today, I’ve been fighting a migraine, that hurts so bad, I can hardly function.  I’m nauseous, and all I want to do is pray to the porcelain Gods, only, I have a cast iron stomach.  I can remember each and every time I’ve done so, which has only been three times in the past twenty years, and one was just because I consumed too much salt in my water, when I was feeling dizzy.  (In other words, I overcorrected for my more common ailment: fainting.)  Yes, call me a southern belle, but I am more likely to faint than I am to throw up, because I’ve done it more often in the last twenty years (a minimum of five…).

My freaky sixth sense, my migraine, and the way I’m feeling are all warning me.  And, I hope this feeling goes away with sleep and getting away from the glow of the laptop, but all I can think about is how dumb I was to wish a tornado would sweep me up and carry me to Oz when I was little.  Even if Lexi/Toto could join me… surely by now, the munchkins and government employees controlled by Oz have found out that while poppies can put you to sleep, they can also be worth a lot of money on the black… errrr.. green? market? And minus a Wicked Witch and a cunning Wizard, who is there to really keep everyone in line and in fear?  Glinda?  The Tin Man?  Scarecrow? 

…and should we really trust those that are left? 

Judy Garland and Terry the Cairn Terrier.  The Westie is the white version of the Cairn and since Lexi is a Westie… she is, for all intents and purposes, a white Toto. 
When my aunt asked at Thanksgiving what kind of dog did I have, I explained Lexi to her this exact way… “I have a white Toto.”  She looked at me, smiled, and without missing a beat, she said, “Of course.  YOU Have a white Toto.” 
January 19th, 2012

Judy Garland and Terry the Cairn Terrier.  The Westie is the white version of the Cairn and since Lexi is a Westie… she is, for all intents and purposes, a white Toto. 

When my aunt asked at Thanksgiving what kind of dog did I have, I explained Lexi to her this exact way… “I have a white Toto.”  She looked at me, smiled, and without missing a beat, she said, “Of course.  YOU Have a white Toto.” 

(Source: therandomramblingsofme, via mycheerfulheart)