Bob and his brother

 

Bob's Brother continued. from Prior Post 

In the prior post Bob said Keep the Statue, he's, my brother.

Hootin Anni commented He's ain't heavy, he's, my brother. 

I can tell you this statue is heavy.

Ginnys question of what he is made of started a search that led to this post.

He is made of Plaster. I decided to find out who the statue IS, I mean besides being Bob's Brother.

Photo from distant past that I painted in PicMonkey. who knows why

Per Internet He is......

Roman or Greek Male plaster image of Poseidon

Zeus Nordic Classic Figure

Nordic David Head of Greek Mythology 

MOSES WINDSWEPT BUST VINTAGE CLASSIC CHRISTIAN

(it might be Moses, since looking into the eyes of the 1st photo, he looks like he is in mortal pain, maybe reading the 10 commandment tablets for the first time.

Or

Simply Bob's Brother found in hobby store and painted by bob's wife.

You can buy one from Japan, from China, or Ebay

or Somewhere in Europe.

I forgot to save the links from above. but then who cares.

The fun is HERE there are tons of these everywhere which means it has no value.

I found an old post, from 2012 when the Spectrum Lady came by to drop of our New TV Remotes.

She walked in the door and saw the Bust and while walking directly to it, she said I love it. I want it as she HUGGED BOB"S BROTHER.

I had forgotten her, but I did not get her name, or she could have it.

Thanks, Ginny, for the incentive to find all this nonsense. 

Speaking of nonsense, as I sit here I am pondering WHY I painted the above beard yellow.

He's My Brother

 

I purchased the above statue, the one on the left, ha ha, in 1989. 

I was shopping for small plaster Christmas ornaments to paint, all the rage that year.

There sat this unpainted statue. I had seen one painted at the Flea Market and wanted it, but it was 70 dollars. This one was 15 dollars.

I brought it home and hand rubbed paint on it until I was happy with it, and since that day it has been on the kitchen counter.

The day I brought it home, Bob said "why did you buy that?"

I said "Really?? You don't Know?"

He looks JUST LIKE YOU. 

The photo on the left is 1987 of Bob and I at my Son's wedding.

Last week, I removed the Christmas tree from the kitchen counter and struggles across the floor carrying the 45-pound statue and sitting it down, I declared,

I want to get rid of this thing but who would want it?

Bob said

"You can't get rid of that, he's, my brother!" 

And we had a long loud laugh. 

Kitchen Counter Woes...

I put and old SD card in my camera and found one photo on it. the above photo from ......are you ready ???    2011.....

No idea why I took this photo , but added red arrows so you can see what hubby does to my kitchen counter which causes me much WOE...

I took the below photos yesterday to show what it is supposed to look like.

I

 really don't want the pills there because I hate looking at them, but if they are not in plain sight I forget our pills. 

Note to myself... do a post on Senior Memory... ha ha ho ho how will I remember this.

Now if only those counter tops were Marble.... sigh......and the cabinets were not white and the kitchen was not from 1989.... 

Cable Lady Blah blah blah

Our beloved remote that controls our HD LCD WIDESCREEN TV (horrors) quit, and the cable lady came and brought the new one.

Our appointment was 8 AM she came at 9:15 am but She set it up in five minutes, then said "I have one with big numbers, let me go get it".
I said "this one if fine, I already know how to use it, and don't want to learn a new one. (this was said to thin air because she had walked out the door while I was talking)

She pops back in the door with it, "See?" she says, "it has big numbers and it glows in the dark", I said "we don't need it, I like the one we have."

 she says "it is the same just bigger numbers."

 Now I am holding it in my hand and it is NOT the same, the buttons have moved, the FF is at the top, and red, yellow, green buttons are moved around on the game board remote.

 She says," it's all still there"....... (by now I am thinking  she needs her hearing checked)

I say, " I don't like it!  I like this one because I can use it with my eyes closed."

She says "just keep both of them"....

 so what is up with that? does she get paid by the remote drop off instead of hourly?  so now we have two more remote dust catchers.

THE GOOD NEWS IS.... SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH MY STATUE THAT SITS ON THE COUNTER.(she actually hugged it) and now I know who to call when I want to get rid of it. Anyone want to guess WHY I bought it 20 years ago?

What's That in the kitchen sink?

when I typed What's that in the sink, I flipped way back in time (45 years) and remembered bathing my 2 boys in the kitchen sink. (sink baths, cloth diapers, YIKES). Of course none of you remember that.

OK, how many of you have already thought

"Why-Would-She-Do-That?"

Not the cleaning it in the sink but the purchase of it in the first place.

Is it ugly? Yes

Is it a pain to keep clean" YES

So Why?

I found one painted in a flea market for 50.00, wanted it but refused to pay that much. 2 months later found it in a craft store unpainted for 15.00. Bought it, spent HOURS hand rubbing antique paint into each and every crevice.

Here is the answer. This is Hubby Bob and Myself the year we got married. Look carefully at the HAIR.

now do you know WHY?

My son Daniel was 17 when I met Bob, I pointed him out to Daniel accross a parking lot. his comment is still the family joke.

"Why him Mom, he looks like a Salty Old Sea Dog to me"

           

                           And he was and IS a Salty Old Sea Dog.
One of these days I will put him in the goodwill box. (the statue NOT the Hubby)

if you want to see what hubby looks like 25 years later.......

CLICK HERE

PS... I think the bust is Leonardo da Vinci