A Leg Up On Sisyphus part 6

When last seen, the group listened to Granny tell the story of Sisyphus. She spoke of language and the way words can be remembered.


“Tartarus might be tartar sauce as a memory trigger, Granny continued, pleased to   see alert kids sit up and think.

Cassie stirred from her nap, eyes blinked open and said, “Appysauce, Grans”;

her high pitched voice cracked up the unruly gang.

“Julie, please take Cassie to the bathroom and come back with a tray of cookies just out of the oven.”

“I’ll get the cookies,” called Allison as she and Sean bolted for the door heading for the kitchen before Julie complained.

Granny walked out to the deck overlooking her small cottage set back from the big house and thought; surrounded by huge elms and flowering shrubs, she had all the privacy needed while living close to sister and family so what more could she hope for this twilight time of life. The warmth and comfort of a good man, whispered her whole self; someone to cuddle up with and smile a secret smile that comes after a sweet loving.

She called ready for the wrap-up to her audience and they gathered around when she asked, “Is there a lesson to be learned in the myth of Sisyphus; who knows what it might be?”

Peggy said, “The moral is not to make fun of people in charge or you may be up a tree with no way to get down ever.”

Cassie jumped in with, “Make in the toilet or Mommy be’s mad,” and Sean said teachers have a Sisyphean task like futile and endlessly pushing up a rock up a hill like in HadesAnd thus ends Grannys interpretation of Mythology, Part 1

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My new family plus grandest go camping on the weekend

Here they are, all four beauties. Two are off to college to place soccer, Angelina is recovering from a serious injury ; she’s on the mend, also a jock, and CR, the youngest, plays basketball; full of mischief. Don and I had a peaceful weekend in the pool. How lovely. Tony , Amy and his huge family met upstate for a yearly weekend camping trip. Ame said they had a full amazing kitchen set-up. What a fab weekend with the family. And we were peaceful at home in the sunshine. Again I say, how lovely. The girls look mighty happy, don’t they and now we are reaching toward the end of summer. What the heck! What will autumn bring, I wonder. I pray for peace on earth, let the cruelty end and all of us have respect for our president. Enough already. Show courtesy to each other and remember the Golden Rule. Here we have Gianna, Sabrina, Angelina and precious Rae Rae, what a beautiful bunch of girls and to think, they care for me as I care for all of themImage may contain: 4 people, people smiling, outdoor, water and nature

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A Leg Up On Sisyphus–part 5

Last week, our story ended with Hades being grounded.


The God of War, Ares, the only son of Zeus, was a man of action  releasing Hades and sending Sisyphus straight to Tartarus, the lowest darkest hole in the world but do you think that stopped Sisyphus?

I glanced around the crowded room, pleased to see heads shaking no as if they couldn’t wait to find out what happened next and thought, old Granny knows something after all.

You bet, gang, because even from the deepest place in the world, smarty pants Sisyphus persuaded Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, to send him back to Corinth by telling her his wife didn’t bury his corpse the right way because she was supposed to place a coin under his tongue to assure he had money to pay for a ticket on the river Styx.

They had a whole lot of rules back then and Sisyphus bent the rules to fit the way he wanted; Good Hearted Persephone bought the whole pack of lies and sent him back to the sunshine where he forgot about funerals and continued to be a really bad dude.

Sisyphus got away with his tricks for a long time but when word got to Zeus, it was payback time and Zeus showed his own cleverness by sentencing Sisyphus to a lifetime of endless frustration in the Underworld–what we now sometimes call Hades.

As punishment, he had to roll a huge rock up a steep hill but before he could reach the top of the hill, the rock would always roll back down, forcing him to begin all over again.

When you have to do a boring activity over and over again, it might be called a Sisyphean task; can anyone think of a Sisyphean task?

Gina said,” Conjugating Spanish verbs and Julie said,”Mythology names, yuck!”

Kim said,” My mom says changing the twins diapers is a Sisyphean task.” and everyone cracked up.

I said, “I always remember names mnemonically which means I find something in the word to remind me of the word like Hermes could be associated by the Hermes scarf, or Herman Munster.”

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Long Beach Island with daughter

At Beach Haven, they offer push carts for those of us who need help walking across the sand. That’s me. Strong daughter pushes me across all the way to the water where she takes me for a few, holding me close, to feel the water. What a great time we had, two days at our favorite place, Long Beach Island, NJ. We treasure this time.Image may contain: 2 people, people smiling, people sitting, sky, outdoor and nature

A Leg Up On Sisyphus-part 4

Moving along, Granny tells her story with a purpose.


Granny’s lap is numb from Cassie’s weight so she signals Julie to lift the cutie and place her on the couch while she stretches and reaches for the sky with closed eyes.

Julie said,”Gran this isn’t exactly the myth of Sisyphus I’ve been trying to read” and Grans comes back with a snappy retort, “It’s close enough for you to get the general idea so bring us some tea and a few cookies I smell coming from the kitchen and we’ll move on.”

She’s off and running, back without a splash to settle nice and comfy and so do several of her swim team mates who pile in, giggle and wave, melt into the floor like the boneless wonders they are, obviously texted by Julie to hurry and Gran wonder if there’s such a word as texted or texting?

“Here comes the good part so listen up; you’ve all heard of Zeus?” and she looks at the unwrinkled teens; then Gina said, “Like Dr. Seuss? and Katie said, “No dummy, Granny means The Zoot Suits, a big group from the, uh, 50’s; were you alive then, Gran?”

Granny stifles a laugh to glance around the room where Allison is sprawled near the fireplace, Sean glued to her side and she waves a hand—hands—they’r’e holding hands.

They decided to catch her act in person; maybe she should tap dance. “Zeuss was no ordinary god, he was the top of the heap, macho and muscled like you wouldn’t believe without going to the gym and known as one of the seven wonders of the World but his fatal flaw was he liked pretty women, bunches of them.

Is it any wonder that Sisyphus totally jealous of him, decided to spread gossip to ruin Zeuss’s reputation just like some jerks you know at school and when Zeuss found out, he ordered his brother ,Hades, god of the underworld, to put Sisyphus in handcuffs, newly invented at the time; very creative, the Greeks who also cooked up nifty meatballs or was that the Italians? But Sisyphus tricked Hades, who must have been dumber than dirt, by asking Hades to try on the handcuffs first to show him how they worked– in other words, Hades was grounded.

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August-Oh My!

Grandest and her rescue dog, Gracie. How they warm my heart. A few years later, they adopted Tommy. Now I have two grand dogs I love. It’s almost basketball time. I love to watch her play, getting used to the game. This was a tough week for me. A problem with my eye and another major prob. What the heck. When did I get old? Why did I get old? What the heck! At least I have my beautiful family. Daughter always there to help out and grandest to hold my hand. We’re off to one day at Long Beach Island and then home again. Weather’s not terrific but we’ll be fine.Image may contain: 1 person, smiling, dog, grass, tree, outdoor and nature

Be healthy, my friends. Enjoy every minute.


A Leg Up On Sisyphus-part 3

When we met last week, all mayhem happened. The King was revealed to be in a Rock and Roll Band called Oneshot and the Hotspots; his newborn son was born and a comely lad he is, towns people admired him verily and a lot.

excerpt: Comely was he with black hair in ringlets needing a good shampoo, a combing and maybe a blow-out. Baby blue eyes you could  die for-that’s where the expression came from-and lots of people actually did.

Anyone who touched him had his hand chopped off if the babe cried; they named him Sisyphus but the kingdom whispered Sissy Face in secret because of his beauty.

I felt Julie move closer to me and didn’t glance up, afraid if I did the two of us would crack up and break the spell I attempted to weave.

It was just as well little Cassie’s small body grew heavier on my lap since she drifted off to sleep.

Another boy was born to the King and Queen Nottonightdear but there is little information about him so listen carefully for a small bit about what Sisyphus did to his brother, like his band of thugs who wore shiny black togas and rode around on two-wheelers called Voom-Voomers. Gold was up; his brother cried a lot and left Corinth for the land of Oh Papa Dow in hopes the market would improve his bad fortune.

Sisyphus became known as a really bad dude, I explained and Julie said no one talks that way anymore, Grans.

A crackle came from the speaker system and sure enough, I heard granddaughter Alison’s laughter come through along with a deeper voice; must be Sean, her boyfriend, they are sixteen, listening in on the sound system connecting all the rooms in the old house.

“Allison” said Julie Beth,”I’m the captain of the Swim Team so what are you the captain of and Sean said, “She’s the captain of me.”

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