Monthly Archives: March 2013

Interesting birds showed up yesterday

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       I was rather surprised to see two downy woodpeckers and a lovely little nuthatch had decided that our tulip poplar needed an inspection.  This was the best shot I could get from the kitchen window.

     You all have a good one!

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She almost broke her brother…

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     I had Gavin and Patty out in the yard yesterday and they were enjoying this new freedom they have with the new fence.  Patty especially enjoys it, she loves to run flat-out around and around the entire yard.

    Well, she was doing one of her flat-out runs when I noticed she was  heading directly for me and Gavin who was sniffing about the grass near my feet.  Gavin, oblivious to her impending collision, kept at his sniffing.

     I, on the other hand, quick to surmise impending doom, dashed to one side to escape catastrophe.  Patty failed to swerve the last-minute, as one of her predecessors was wont to do, and tried to leap over Gavin.

     As you can see, I said ‘tried,’ the attempt was unsuccessful she hit him with her knees on the way over and almost went ass over tin cups.  The sound of the impact made me cringe.  Gavin uttered not a peep.  While I asked Patty if she was trying to break her brother.

     Gavin headed inside.  I don’t blame him.  The yard would also seem less fun to me if I’d been freight trained.  I called Patty in from yet another high-speed circuit of the yard.

     Opening the kitchen door to let both dogs in, I couldn’t suppress my giggles as I hollered to The Curmudgeon that his baby girl had tried to break her brother.

     You all have a good one!

Sneakers…oh dear..

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     I need to buy some cross trainer sneakers, mine are completely worn out.  I have fairly new walking sneakers, the ones that are supposed to exercise you more than regular sneakers.  They are clumsy looking and not great for use in the gym.

     I like how comfortable all my Avias have been, but are there better fitting, more reasonably priced cross trainers out there?  Do I want gels?  I do like the wild color combinations as long as I can use my skully laces with them.

     I am suffering from sticker shock as I shop around.  OMG!  I can’t believe how pricey some of them are! 

     I shall continue to shop around until I find my ideal pair of sneakers.  I have seen a few that have blown me away.  I really liked the hot orange and black ones…

     You all have a good one!

 

The Washcloth


Ladies this has to be read, laughed at, and passed on. There is not a woman alive today who won’t crack up over this!

I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week.  Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor’s office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn’t have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn’t going to be able to make the full effort.

So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I’m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away.

I was a little surprised when the doctor said, “My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven’t we?” I didn’t respond.

After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal .. Some shopping, cleaning, cooking. After school when my 6-year-old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, “Mommy, where’s my washcloth?”

I told her to get another one from the cupboard.

She replied, “No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.”

Never going back to that doctor again……….. never.

You all have a good one and keep on laughing!!!

Let’s play!

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Lately, every evening around seven, these two nuts start playing.  Most of the time that includes hucklebutts and Patty making leg grabs while Gavin tries to wrestle with her.

Never a dull moment around here.

You all have a good one!

 

 

 

Spring? Where?

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  Woke to this crap again yesterday.  Really?  Again?  Color me grumpy.

     You all have a good one and please, think Spring!

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Gavin here.  Daddy was snacking on nanner chips again.  Patty and I tried to mooch some.  The Curmudgeon finally gave in and gave us some!  Yay!

More changes

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      Sometime in the late 1980’s,  The Curmudgeon dug the hole for our pond.  He used a pick and shovel to do it. 

     It was summer, so my mother was visiting us.   She would sit outside, watch him work, and cheer him on.

     When we bought the liner, pumps, filters, and our lovely Pan fountain, Mother insisted on buying the waterfall.  She so looked forward to seeing the finished pond.

     We worked all summer to get it finished and before she left to go back to Texas, we had it done.  For years afterwards she loved to sit out by the pond and watch the fish.

     My baby sister loved to sit by the pond too.  When she visited we would spend as much time in the yard as we could.

     With the change of the water feature in our yard the memories of them enjoying my pond will not fade.  We’ll be creating new memories.

     You all have a good one!

 

Fairy tale again, again….

     “Mavelle?”

     She heard her younger sister’s voice but her eyes refused to open. 

     “Mavelle?  Mavelle, it’s me Lovena.”

     “Oh, for pity’s sake.  Quit it.  I’m sick of hearing you calling her name.”

     That voice could only be Sarah’s, Mavelle thought as she tried to move.  A sharp pain sliced through her side.  She moaned and opened her eyes only to have them stabbed with a bright light.  She slammed them shut.

     A cold cloth, covered her eyes and a gentle hand smoothed her hair.  “You’re alive, dear sister.  Rest now.”

     Mavelle drifted off to sleep.

     The voice grated through her veil of sleep like a farrier’s rasp.  “We’ll never get out of here.  She was our last hope.”

     “Shut up, Sarah.”  Mavelle sat up.  “I wasn’t out there alone.  I had help.”  If Cragger and McDougal are still alive, that is.  She didn’t dare voice that aloud.

     Lovena ran to her side.  “Are you okay?”

     “I’ll live.”

     “Not for long if our rocky friend has anything to say about it,” said Sarah.

     “Always the pessimist.”  Mavelle tipped an imaginary hat to Sarah.  “Lovena, what do we have?”

     “I’ve made three slingshots exactly the way you taught me to do.  Even though Sarah had no petticoats to spare for the job, I managed by using all of mine and part of yours.  We have a fire pit and every scrap of wood I could find I stacked near it.  I couldn’t get one started.  I hope you have more skill.  There’s no food, but we have water.”

New printer…again

     Target had an all in one printer on sale cheap.  I bought one.  I am so tired of the battle with the old one since the change from one wireless box to another put the old printer into a complete snit.

     The new one is not wireless and is working very well.  I even managed to scan a couple of pictures and post them on my FB page.

     Yay!

     You all have a good one.

HP Deskjet 1050 All-in-One Printer - J410a

Joke for today…The Dress.

A mother-in-law stopped by unannounced at her
son’s house. She knocked on the door then immediately walked in and she
was shocked to see her daughter-in-law lying on the couch totally naked.
Soft music was playing and the aroma of perfume filled the room.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m waiting for Mike to come home from work,” the daughter-in-law answered.

“But you’re naked!” the mother-in-law exclaimed.

“This is my love dress,” the daughter-in-law explained.

“Love dress? But you’re naked!”

“Mike loves me and wants me to wear this dress,” she explained. It
excites him to no end. Every time he sees me in this dress he instantly
becomes romantic and ravages me for hours on end. He can’t get enough of
me”

The mother-in-law left. When she got home she undressed,
showered, put on her best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic
CD, and lay on the couch waiting for her husband to arrive.

Finally her husband came home. He walked in and saw her lying there so provocatively. “What are you doing?” he asked.

“This is my love dress,” she whispered sensually.

“Needs ironing,” he said. “What’s for dinner?

He never heard the gunshot.

 

You all have a good one and keep on laughing!

 

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English: “My Wife and my Mother-in-Law”, a famous optical illusion. Appears in Puck, v. 78, no. 2018 (1915 Nov. 6), p. 11. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Common sense, what happened to it?

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     Will someone please tell me what happened to common sense.  Where did it go?

     Yesterday, another energy group sent a passel of minions through our neighborhood to recruit sales.  I hate people coming to our door to try to change our electric service, tell me about their nut of the day religion, and/or sell me stuff I don’t need.

     Anyway, the young man who came to our door and rang the doorbell also opened my storm door.  Immediately, he rankled me by that action, I didn’t even wait for him to open his mouth before I told him we weren’t interested.

     After a few seconds inside I realized I was still very angry at the young man and the reason why hit me like a bolt from the blue.  He had endangered my dogs.  Lucky for him that both were in their crates napping at the time.  Had they been loose when I opened the door, they probably would’ve bolted through the storm door he held open and run him over. 

     I walked back outside hoping to catch him.  I did.  I told him I had some advice for him, and explained how he had endangered himself by opening the outside door.   Glad he didn’t learn that lesson the hard way.

     You all have a good one!