Heavens to Murgatroyd!

The light pollution from Parkersburg to the west.

I had to look up the origins of that phrase. Turns out, it was started by the writers of the Yogi Bear Show in 1961. It’s what the character “Snagglepuss” used to exclaim. His other memorable line was “Exit…stage left!” It’s the little things that keep me entertained!

Anyway…I digress. How many times have I lamented over a trip to town turning into a trek the likes of which would tempt a lesser woman to lose her religion? Fortunately, Mr. FixIt’s doctor appointment wasn’t at the crack of dawn. That being said, I really don’t like late appointments either. I worked in medicine most of my life. I know what happens by 3:00 in the afternoon. Days can easily devolve into chaos and patients sit in an endless loop of boredom and frustration. It’s not for the faint of heart.

Thankfully, my sweet husband had the foresight to head into town early to get the majority of our errands and shopping done before his 2:50 appointment. We went to my favorite store first…Rural King. We needed kitty litter, and we gave in and bought another bag of birdseed. Our feather kids have been busy at the feeders since they arrived from their winter abodes. We stopped to get a bite to eat and headed to the appointment.

It was a stellar day yesterday. It got warmer than they predicted and the thermometer on the car said 54°! I sat in the car and worked on my project and finally…three hours later…Mr. FixIt came back to the car. The good news is, he’s improving and doesn’t have to come back for three months. The bad news is…sitting three hours in a doctor’s office isn’t any fun.

We stopped to pick up a few groceries and headed home. We left home at 12:30 and got back at 7:30. I truly wish we lived just on the outskirts of town instead of out in the boonies. It would make life a lot easier. One of these days…we’ll get there. At least we’re heading in the right direction. I don’t have to be anywhere till Saturday when my high school girlfriends are meeting for coffee! We haven’t had a coffee date since December so it’s long overdue.

I ordered something special for Little’s sixteenth birthday and it arrived yesterday. It was a custom order and turned out better than I could have imagined! I’ll share it with you all after they’ve opened the gift so I won’t run the risk of spoiling the surprise…theirs and mine. Cryptic! It is so har for e to believe that my Little Bear is nearly sixteen! I mean…where on earth has the time gone. They were only five when Mr. Virgo died. They barely remember him anymore.

Time has a way of slipping away from us. The days were long, but the years were short.

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“For as the earth brings forth its sprouts, and as a garden causes what is sown in it to sprout up, so the Lord God will cause righteousness and praise to sprout up before all the nations.”

Isaiah 61:11 ESV

2 thoughts on “Heavens to Murgatroyd!

  1. I’ll bet those writers heard it somewhere in their childhood! Seriously I know I heard it before 1961. It sounds like something from the early days of TV or latter days of Radio, from the like of someone like Ernie Ford, George Goble, or Spike Jones. When censors ruled the airwaves and no obscenities were allowed, no way no how. Lots of early TV commediennes too. like Gracie Allen.

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