--A gentle breeze caresses the trees setting the leaves to dance the song of the day. It’s kind of a pleasure to watch I have to say.
--The grass joins in and the flowers are all a flutter. As I sit here patiently waiting for my children’s mother.
--The chicken is smoking on the grill and the cats are a circling. Waiting to see if I’ll drop anything for there singing phase of meows. Their little paws are batting my legs casually using there claws.
--Oh my constant thought has been where in the Sam hill is their mother and why are these cats such a bother....
Saturday, May 30, 2015
THE CAT MAGNET....
--I like yard sales, garage sales and well just about any sales I guess. Going to sales with a cat magnet gets a tad annoying sometimes.
--If theirs a cat within a 100 yards the dang fool thing will be hanging round my wife. Loving her up. We went to one sale and a cat from next door to the sale was sitting in the window when we got there. It wasn't five minutes later the dang fool cat had managed to get out of the house and find his way over to my wife.
--It probably wouldn’t have been so bad but I noticed a county sheriffs car parked in the driveway. My wife's new pal was an off duty cop's cat. It took awhile but my wife finally got it through the dang fool cats head to go back home.
--Usually when we leave a sale I have a habit of checking the backseat. Just to make sure we don't have any cat hitchhikers.....
--If theirs a cat within a 100 yards the dang fool thing will be hanging round my wife. Loving her up. We went to one sale and a cat from next door to the sale was sitting in the window when we got there. It wasn't five minutes later the dang fool cat had managed to get out of the house and find his way over to my wife.
--It probably wouldn’t have been so bad but I noticed a county sheriffs car parked in the driveway. My wife's new pal was an off duty cop's cat. It took awhile but my wife finally got it through the dang fool cats head to go back home.
--Usually when we leave a sale I have a habit of checking the backseat. Just to make sure we don't have any cat hitchhikers.....
SUNRISE WITH WAFFLES AND JERRY....
--Going out in the morning before the sun comes up doesn't seem to appeal to Waffles and Jerry very much. I let them run loose while I drink my coffee on the porch. They sat their waiting for me to hook them up to their runs.
--I figured what the heck we'd go for a walk. Apparently doing new things is also on the things Waffles and Jerry don't like to do. We didn't walk ten feet from the house and they started whining they wanted to go back.
--It probably would have been easier to take them back but it was nice and I felt like going for a walk. We made it half way around the yard when I tripped and lost their dang fool leashes. They both took off for the house.
--It didn't take me long to realize walking around in semidarkness with a couple of whack a doodle dogs might not be such a good idea. Maybe better to try later in the day or take the brave cat Hansel.....
--I figured what the heck we'd go for a walk. Apparently doing new things is also on the things Waffles and Jerry don't like to do. We didn't walk ten feet from the house and they started whining they wanted to go back.
--It probably would have been easier to take them back but it was nice and I felt like going for a walk. We made it half way around the yard when I tripped and lost their dang fool leashes. They both took off for the house.
--It didn't take me long to realize walking around in semidarkness with a couple of whack a doodle dogs might not be such a good idea. Maybe better to try later in the day or take the brave cat Hansel.....
IT'S BEEN ALONG TIME....
--Usually when it comes time to burn some meat on the grill I’m banished as far as you can get. One little accident with chicken and you just keep paying for it.
--But today my wife relented. More out of necessity than need, believe me. The last thing she said before she drove off was try not to burn the place down.
--Cooking chicken in a yard filled with dim-bulb cats is no easy peasy. Just reaching the grill is a dang fool miracle. Let alone getting the chicken on the grill.
--But I’m not complaining. It could be worse. As far as getting back to the house. Well that’s going to require some serious distracting ,blocking, shuffling or even some passing. Just like I was playing in the NFL. ....
--But today my wife relented. More out of necessity than need, believe me. The last thing she said before she drove off was try not to burn the place down.
--Cooking chicken in a yard filled with dim-bulb cats is no easy peasy. Just reaching the grill is a dang fool miracle. Let alone getting the chicken on the grill.
--But I’m not complaining. It could be worse. As far as getting back to the house. Well that’s going to require some serious distracting ,blocking, shuffling or even some passing. Just like I was playing in the NFL. ....
RIP VAN WINKLE NIGHT'S....
--As a rule I hate Rip Van Winkle night’s. You know the ones. Where every time you wake up you feel ten years older when you first laid down. And you wake up a lot. Because getting comfortable is a luxury you never seem to find.
--Like a fool you move all over the place looking for that one spot where you might find peace. Only to finally realize peace has to start in the mind.
--Finally you watch for the sun to poke it's way through the darkness so you can hobble the Sam hill out of bed. That’s if you can remember where you left your dang fool cane.
--like I said I hate Rip Van Winkle night’s. But I sure do appreciate the fact that they only happen every so often......
--Like a fool you move all over the place looking for that one spot where you might find peace. Only to finally realize peace has to start in the mind.
--Finally you watch for the sun to poke it's way through the darkness so you can hobble the Sam hill out of bed. That’s if you can remember where you left your dang fool cane.
--like I said I hate Rip Van Winkle night’s. But I sure do appreciate the fact that they only happen every so often......
HUMMING BIRD FRIGHT....
--Sitting on the steps to the porch the other day I was buzzed by what I thought was a gigantic bumble bee. When I ran for the house and explained what happened to my wife she just shook her head and told me it was probably a humming bird.
--Apparently some of the lilacs that she planted along the house attracts the dang fool bird’s. I pointed out to my wife she could have mention that little tidbit. Just in case she wanted to spare her whack a doodle husband from having a heart attack or something.
--Of course the dang fool women just smiled and said she'd keep it in mind for the next time.
--I left the kitchen mumbling to myself as usual. It seem just when you have the whole cast of whack a doodle animals figured out a mystery guest pops up. I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.....
--Apparently some of the lilacs that she planted along the house attracts the dang fool bird’s. I pointed out to my wife she could have mention that little tidbit. Just in case she wanted to spare her whack a doodle husband from having a heart attack or something.
--Of course the dang fool women just smiled and said she'd keep it in mind for the next time.
--I left the kitchen mumbling to myself as usual. It seem just when you have the whole cast of whack a doodle animals figured out a mystery guest pops up. I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.....
HORSE FLIES IN THE TREES...
--Walking by the cherry trees in our yard on the way to check my blue berries. I came upon an unexpected surprise.
--It seems a roving band of horse flies had taken up residence in the dang fool tree.
--Needless to say I wasn't to impressed when the dang fool things started following me to my blue berries. Apparently horse flies have the attention span of whack a doodle kittens. Because it didn't take long and they went off to what ever it is horse flies do. Leaving me to ponder where in Sam hill they came from. And how I could encourage them to stay there.
--I guess like everything else in the country you have to take the good with the bad and keep a big fly swatter handy....
FROSTY MORNING....
--At first when I woke up I thought maybe it had all been a real bad dream and I was still stuck in February. And the last 2 months had never happened. And then I remembered one of those dang fool movies my children like to watch. When you see your breath it means theirs a monster about ready to tap you on the shoulder.
--I opened the curtains to find a frost covered yard. Right then I figured I better go find my glasses and get some coffee before my over active imagination went even further whack a doodle. Because from the looks of thing's I needed both of the dang fool things.
--It took a while but I finally calmed down enough to check the weather report. Crawling around on the floor looking for your glasses. Because some little whack a doodle cat was bored last night will do that for you.
--After a couple of guzzled cups of coffee and a few whispered words to squash, I realized it was just mother nature playing games with the temp….
--I opened the curtains to find a frost covered yard. Right then I figured I better go find my glasses and get some coffee before my over active imagination went even further whack a doodle. Because from the looks of thing's I needed both of the dang fool things.
--It took a while but I finally calmed down enough to check the weather report. Crawling around on the floor looking for your glasses. Because some little whack a doodle cat was bored last night will do that for you.
--After a couple of guzzled cups of coffee and a few whispered words to squash, I realized it was just mother nature playing games with the temp….
Friday, May 29, 2015
TEMPER TANTRUMS AND BULLIES....
--Raising four children I’ve suffered through my share of temper tantrums. Usually by being patient with the little ones we could work it out. Sometimes it just required explaining things a little better.
--It always amazed me that people seem to forget when your little your just learning and sometimes you go on an overload trying learn too much at once.
--As far as bullies, well them I have a problem with. People who go out of their way to run roughshod over other people just because their different. Never did seem right to me. Maybe if there was less catering to them when they were younger they wouldn't be such bullies.
--But like I said I’m sure catering to them will get them eventually to mellow out. Sooner or later you never know.....
SPOTTY GLASSES OR TURKEY'S IN THE BACKYARD....
--At first glance I thought perhaps I needed to clean my glasses. And then I thought maybe my neighbors turkey’s were wondering around in my backyard. And then I guess it hit me these turkeys were a lot smaller than his turkeys. They must be wild turkeys.
--Sitting on my porch drinking coffee with my dimblub pals. I couldn't help but smile, it seems just when you thought you'd seen all there was to see something new pops up.
--Taking my eyes off the dang fool wild turkeys for a moment I noticed Hansel’s tail start to quiver. And sure enough off she went turkey stalking. I guess she figured it was worth a shot.
--To be honest I never saw turkeys moved so fast .Apparently news of Hansel has even reached the turkey world. She came back after awhile mumbling to herself. I patted her on the head and told her better luck next time. She just glared at me and went about her way.....
FREE AT LAST SORT OF....
--Going for a walk with Waffles and Jerry is ok if you don't mind being abandoned the first time you get out of sight of the house.
--It's seems the little fools come down with a bad case of we miss the mama the minute they get out of sight of the house.
--If I remember right I do believe all the dogs we've had over the years had the same problem.
--I guess they'd rather hang with the mama than walk around the dang fool yard. Go figure. Hansel on the other hand the minute you leave the front yard the dang fool cat follows you everywhere.....
THE ART OF BEING NORMAL....
--It's never been my strong suit. Being normal that is. I never really saw the fascination with staying within the lines.
--And no I was never really good at coloring either. Much to my mother's distress.
--My children seem to have a fascination with being normal. I can't say as I blame them. Nobody likes to be singled out.
--Over the years I’ve tried real hard to tone down some of my shenanigans. So as not to embarrass my children. Sometimes it works and sometimes well. I’m still trying. Maybe someday I’ll get it down pat. And then again who knows maybe individuality is better......
--And no I was never really good at coloring either. Much to my mother's distress.
--My children seem to have a fascination with being normal. I can't say as I blame them. Nobody likes to be singled out.
--Over the years I’ve tried real hard to tone down some of my shenanigans. So as not to embarrass my children. Sometimes it works and sometimes well. I’m still trying. Maybe someday I’ll get it down pat. And then again who knows maybe individuality is better......
Thursday, May 28, 2015
WHAT'S UP?....
--Sometimes I just want to yell up in the sky "What's Up?" It seems when thing's are going easy a giant monkey wrench will be thrown into the mix.
--Rather it's old man Murphy making a surprise visit or mother nature just going plain whack a doodle. Sometimes it seems as if the whole world has gone on vacation from reality.
--Just about the time you figure thing's might settle down. Wham-mo here comes another blast of whack a doodle ness to contend with.
-- It’s like being on a dang fool merry- go- round waiting for the ride to stop…..
TWIST TIE BLUES.....
--For some dang fool reason twist ties are a mystery to me. No matter how hard I try I just can't seem to get the dang fool thing's undone.
--When my wife's about I’ll toss what ever it is I’m trying to open to her. When she's nowhere to be found I’ll cut the dang fool bag open.
--Of course this usually leads to having to find another bag for the thing. Which is why I keep a drawer full of empty bags just for this purpose.
--But the ultimate irony is I’ll end up having to close the dang fool bag with a dang fool twist tie. I swear sometimes it's just one dang fool circle....
--When my wife's about I’ll toss what ever it is I’m trying to open to her. When she's nowhere to be found I’ll cut the dang fool bag open.
--Of course this usually leads to having to find another bag for the thing. Which is why I keep a drawer full of empty bags just for this purpose.
--But the ultimate irony is I’ll end up having to close the dang fool bag with a dang fool twist tie. I swear sometimes it's just one dang fool circle....
TIMES SURE HAVE CHANGED.....
--The other day I held the door open for a young lady and she opened the other door to get in the store. I couldn't help but smile I guess times sure have changed.
--It used to be courteous if you held the door open for people. They said thanks and went about their business. I guess not so much anymore.
--To be honest in all the years I’ve held doors open for people I noticed it's been happening more lately now. Not so much with older people who appreciate not having to throw their shoulder out to try to get some of those dang fool doors open. Younger people well there’s another story.
--Sometimes it just force of habit opening the door for them. I guess old habits are hard to break sometimes along with good manners….
SMOOTHING OVER THE BUMPS.....
--Time like everything else seems to smooth over the bumps in life. Sometimes it seems with relative ease.
--Those little thing's that were once giant stumbling blocks that threw us off track. Can be smoothed over with the passage of some time.
--It’s amazing really. And as I grow older a pleasure to watch.
--Of course at the time when we were a stumbling in chicken little mode, it does seem as the world was at the end. But hey with a little time passage everything will turn out ok.....
--Those little thing's that were once giant stumbling blocks that threw us off track. Can be smoothed over with the passage of some time.
--It’s amazing really. And as I grow older a pleasure to watch.
--Of course at the time when we were a stumbling in chicken little mode, it does seem as the world was at the end. But hey with a little time passage everything will turn out ok.....
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
THE UNPROMPTED ROSE GARDEN....
--So often I hear why are things so hard. And my response is why shouldn't they be. Maybe it's just me but I don't ever remember being promised a rose garden anywhere along the way.
--In fact most times it seems as if the universe goes out of it's way to dump a few extra pounds of dirt in my path to stumble over.
--Of course when I was quite younger I would wail the woe's of me. And how the universe was out to get me. As I got older I finally realized that yes sometimes bad things happen to good people. How we deal with it and come to terms with that fact is what makes it bearable.
--The rose garden everyone worries about never achieving must be first tilled in the follow fields of our mind. I guess it's all in how you look at it....
--In fact most times it seems as if the universe goes out of it's way to dump a few extra pounds of dirt in my path to stumble over.
--Of course when I was quite younger I would wail the woe's of me. And how the universe was out to get me. As I got older I finally realized that yes sometimes bad things happen to good people. How we deal with it and come to terms with that fact is what makes it bearable.
--The rose garden everyone worries about never achieving must be first tilled in the follow fields of our mind. I guess it's all in how you look at it....
MOTHER NATURE'S GYM.....
--I’ve heard tell of a place where people go to get in shape. They say its kind of fun and they have lot's of way's to help you out.
--Myself I never had any extra jingle to spare for such thing’s. What with trying to keep up with the constantly rising prices of thing’s. But I image they do have there uses. There just not for me I guess.
--Of course when it comes to trying to stay in shape I never really seemed to have a problem with that either. It’s amazing what kind of a workout you can get just doing thing’s. Like housework, yard work and little thing's like that. Why I image taking the garbage out burns a whole lot of calories. And all that fresh air well lets just say it's a two-for. And I like two-for's.
--Mother nature's gym seems to handle all my exercising needs for now. But maybe I’ll have the jingle and time to spare someday who knows.....
--Myself I never had any extra jingle to spare for such thing’s. What with trying to keep up with the constantly rising prices of thing’s. But I image they do have there uses. There just not for me I guess.
--Of course when it comes to trying to stay in shape I never really seemed to have a problem with that either. It’s amazing what kind of a workout you can get just doing thing’s. Like housework, yard work and little thing's like that. Why I image taking the garbage out burns a whole lot of calories. And all that fresh air well lets just say it's a two-for. And I like two-for's.
--Mother nature's gym seems to handle all my exercising needs for now. But maybe I’ll have the jingle and time to spare someday who knows.....
JUNK MAIL ....
--About the only good thing junk mail is good for is cat papers.
--I just wish I didn't have to walk 75 feet to get the dang fool thing’s. But like I said at lest it's good for cat paper's.
--Of course the cats don't seem to mind. Sheared papers are shredded papers.
--The hardest part was teaching the dang fool cats to use shredded papers instead of cat litter to do their business.....
--I just wish I didn't have to walk 75 feet to get the dang fool thing’s. But like I said at lest it's good for cat paper's.
--Of course the cats don't seem to mind. Sheared papers are shredded papers.
--The hardest part was teaching the dang fool cats to use shredded papers instead of cat litter to do their business.....
HOW FAR CAN YOU GO.....
--For some dang fool reason I told myself I’d mow until I ran out of gas. It seems I ran out of gas before the dang fool push mower.
--On the bright side I got a good bit mowed. On the bad side trying to drag a dang fool push mower back to the house is a pain in the neck.
--Especially when you have a whack a doodle dog running and jumping on the back of your legs. Trying hurry you along.
--But hey I guess that’s what I get for trying to see how far I could go....
--On the bright side I got a good bit mowed. On the bad side trying to drag a dang fool push mower back to the house is a pain in the neck.
--Especially when you have a whack a doodle dog running and jumping on the back of your legs. Trying hurry you along.
--But hey I guess that’s what I get for trying to see how far I could go....
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
WHERE IN SAM HILL IS THE ALARM....
--Forgetting where you set your alarm clock can be a real pain in the neck. Especially when it goes off and you can't find it.
--Apparently living in a house with whack a doodle cats means never being able to find your alarm clock. At lest in the world according to Squash.
--It seems the little fool has taken a liken to my dang alarm clock. And likes to bat the dang thing around when I’m asleep.
--There's nothing worse than crawling around on the floor half asleep looking for the dang fool thing.....
--Apparently living in a house with whack a doodle cats means never being able to find your alarm clock. At lest in the world according to Squash.
--It seems the little fool has taken a liken to my dang alarm clock. And likes to bat the dang thing around when I’m asleep.
--There's nothing worse than crawling around on the floor half asleep looking for the dang fool thing.....
GREEN TEA WITH A HINT OF BLUEBERRY'S.....
--In order to encourage me to drink green tea my wife found some blue berry tea to mix with it. When she mentioned it I was in doubt of course.
--But after trying it I have to say it's pretty darn good.
--Of course my wife just smiles with that little smile of her’s. Because she knows how hard it is to get anything through my head.
--As usual I don't know why I even bothered to put up a fuss. Just old habit I guess...
DANDELION FOG...
--Mowing right along the other the day when all of a sudden I found myself in a weird fog. Before my over active imagination could get a toe hold. I remembered the dang fool dandelion’s gone to seed in the front yard.
--And sure enough with the dang fool wind blowing they were all air borne.
--I couldn't help but smile because I remembered a conversation I had once with a neighbor about how he didn't appreciate my dandelions infecting his special ordered grass in his front yard.
--Mother nature has a habit of playing games with us all I guess.....
--And sure enough with the dang fool wind blowing they were all air borne.
--I couldn't help but smile because I remembered a conversation I had once with a neighbor about how he didn't appreciate my dandelions infecting his special ordered grass in his front yard.
--Mother nature has a habit of playing games with us all I guess.....
CHINCHILLA DELIGHT...
--I’m told chinchilla’s can be a delightful pet to have. I’m still waiting.
--Don't get me wrong my daughter's chinchilla is a sweet little thing. Petting her is kind of like petting Dinky, our bi-polar cat. It’s OK when it's her idea other wise be prepared for a little love bite.
--Watching my daughter with the dang fool thing is amazing, they have a relationship. Me on the other hand she tolerates and only barely at times.
--One day after helping my daughter clean her cage I made the mistake of putting my head next to the cage. The fool chinchilla pulled out a bunch of my hair and ran off laughing. Talk about a rude awakening.....
Monday, May 25, 2015
HANGING THE FLAG....
--It seemed like a good idea at the time. I mean how hard could it be. Easy peasy as they say. Like everything else in this crazy old whack a doodle place we call home. Hanging a flag is something you only try once and be happy it wasn't worse than it ended up.
--It sounded like a good idea when my wife brought it up so I went along. We bought the flag I was to have the honor of hanging it. Climbing the ladder I couldn't help but marvel that something so flimsy could actually hold my weight. And glad of it because at my age it takes longer to recover from those falls than when I was younger.
--I chose the spot for the bracket about where it seemed it would look good and started on the first screw. That’s when I first heard the buzzing. Thinking it was the cordless drill I was using I stopped for a second. When I did the buzzing stopped so I said oh well and started again. On the second screw it started up again this time with more force behind it. Not paying much attention I climbed down of the ladder and grabbed the flag out of the package.
--It was when I was trying to put the flag in the bracket that the dang fool bees appeared. Apparently I’d woken them up with my screwing around and they weren't to happy.
--Well putting the flag in the bracket seemed just about impossible with all the dang fool bees flying around. So I started down the ladder. Turns out climbing down a ladder is pretty hard to do when your holding a flag and bees are playing their whack a doodle games because I fell off the ladder.
--It didn't take me long to realize that hanging around wasn't too good of an idea so I started running for the house. Maybe it was the fall or maybe the dang fool bees but it didn't take me long to realize I was running in the wrong direction. Apparently the people driving by thought I was having a pre memorial day celebration because they started honking their dang fool horns as I ran across the front yard.
--When I finally got back to the house my wife just looked at me and said "can't you do anything without fooling around?" Needless to say I didn't bother trying to explain. I just went back out and waited for the bees to mellow out and hung the flag. Somehow dealing with a bunch of cranky bees was easier than trying to explain to a cranky wife …..
--It sounded like a good idea when my wife brought it up so I went along. We bought the flag I was to have the honor of hanging it. Climbing the ladder I couldn't help but marvel that something so flimsy could actually hold my weight. And glad of it because at my age it takes longer to recover from those falls than when I was younger.
--I chose the spot for the bracket about where it seemed it would look good and started on the first screw. That’s when I first heard the buzzing. Thinking it was the cordless drill I was using I stopped for a second. When I did the buzzing stopped so I said oh well and started again. On the second screw it started up again this time with more force behind it. Not paying much attention I climbed down of the ladder and grabbed the flag out of the package.
--It was when I was trying to put the flag in the bracket that the dang fool bees appeared. Apparently I’d woken them up with my screwing around and they weren't to happy.
--Well putting the flag in the bracket seemed just about impossible with all the dang fool bees flying around. So I started down the ladder. Turns out climbing down a ladder is pretty hard to do when your holding a flag and bees are playing their whack a doodle games because I fell off the ladder.
--It didn't take me long to realize that hanging around wasn't too good of an idea so I started running for the house. Maybe it was the fall or maybe the dang fool bees but it didn't take me long to realize I was running in the wrong direction. Apparently the people driving by thought I was having a pre memorial day celebration because they started honking their dang fool horns as I ran across the front yard.
--When I finally got back to the house my wife just looked at me and said "can't you do anything without fooling around?" Needless to say I didn't bother trying to explain. I just went back out and waited for the bees to mellow out and hung the flag. Somehow dealing with a bunch of cranky bees was easier than trying to explain to a cranky wife …..
THE ABNORMAL AMERICAN….
--While waiting for my wife to finish checking out at a local store the other day a young man with a clipboard came up to me and asked if he could ask me a few questions for a survey he was taking. Not having anything better to do beside wait, I said sure why not. I mean, how many times can you read the store flyer before your bored out of mind.
--So while I patiently waited he fiddled with his papers and after a bit began his questions.
--"What race do you consider yourself? White, black, Hispanic, Asian, Muslin, Latino, or other."
--I smiled and said, "American"
--This seemed to shake him up so much he almost dropped his clipboard. “I’m sorry sir perhaps you didn't understand the question? I was asking about what race do you consider yourself?"
--Well not wanting to upset the guy any more for fear he'd drop his clipboard. I tried once again to answer his question. “I guess you could say other than"
--This seemed to satisfy him some what until he came to the next question. Which was trying to nail exactly what race it was I considered myself.
--He rattled off another list of races. Half of which I couldn't pronounce let alone remember. And then stood there patiently with pen poised ready to write down my answer.
--I smiled and said,” I’m afraid I'll have to spell it out for you since it seems to be a dying race, A-M-E-R-I-C-A-N."
--Well he started to write when I guess he figured out what I had said, because he sort of lost control of his fine motor skills and dropped his clip board scattering papers all over.
--I got up to give him a hand, when I noticed my wife was finally done checking out. And figured I better head on over.
--As I was walking away I said, "I'm sorry I can't help you pick up your papers.” My wife's done and I really need to help her with her cart. Walking away I could hear him muttering to himself about people being to stupid to answer a simple question.
--I guess it probably would have been better for him if I'd just went along with the norm and picked from the list.....
--So while I patiently waited he fiddled with his papers and after a bit began his questions.
--"What race do you consider yourself? White, black, Hispanic, Asian, Muslin, Latino, or other."
--I smiled and said, "American"
--This seemed to shake him up so much he almost dropped his clipboard. “I’m sorry sir perhaps you didn't understand the question? I was asking about what race do you consider yourself?"
--Well not wanting to upset the guy any more for fear he'd drop his clipboard. I tried once again to answer his question. “I guess you could say other than"
--This seemed to satisfy him some what until he came to the next question. Which was trying to nail exactly what race it was I considered myself.
--He rattled off another list of races. Half of which I couldn't pronounce let alone remember. And then stood there patiently with pen poised ready to write down my answer.
--I smiled and said,” I’m afraid I'll have to spell it out for you since it seems to be a dying race, A-M-E-R-I-C-A-N."
--Well he started to write when I guess he figured out what I had said, because he sort of lost control of his fine motor skills and dropped his clip board scattering papers all over.
--I got up to give him a hand, when I noticed my wife was finally done checking out. And figured I better head on over.
--As I was walking away I said, "I'm sorry I can't help you pick up your papers.” My wife's done and I really need to help her with her cart. Walking away I could hear him muttering to himself about people being to stupid to answer a simple question.
--I guess it probably would have been better for him if I'd just went along with the norm and picked from the list.....
AMERICAN PRIDE….
--Oh when did we forget what a great place this really is?
--Oh when did we become afraid to speak of it? For fear that, we might offend.
--Oh when did we decide to rewrite our history, instead of trying to learn from it?
--Oh when did we stop reaching out to each other, to try and get things done?
--Oh when did we draw the line when it came to paying respect to the one's who paid the price to keep use free? And say you did not do it for me.
--oh when did we decide that being proud of who we are is such a great sin.
--Maybe it's. Time we started to remember, what a great place this really is.
--I'm proud to be an American, and proud of that old flag and land over which she waves. The only country on this earth were everybody’s welcome no matter who you are.
--God bless America, I'm proud to be an American...
--Oh when did we become afraid to speak of it? For fear that, we might offend.
--Oh when did we decide to rewrite our history, instead of trying to learn from it?
--Oh when did we stop reaching out to each other, to try and get things done?
--Oh when did we draw the line when it came to paying respect to the one's who paid the price to keep use free? And say you did not do it for me.
--oh when did we decide that being proud of who we are is such a great sin.
--Maybe it's. Time we started to remember, what a great place this really is.
--I'm proud to be an American, and proud of that old flag and land over which she waves. The only country on this earth were everybody’s welcome no matter who you are.
--God bless America, I'm proud to be an American...
STOMPING ON A SYMBOL....
--There seems to be a weird trend going round where people are stomping on the flag. Just when you thought people had reached the limit of what they will do to offend other people. Here comes another whack a doodle attempt at making a statement.
--It kind of reminds me of what my grand mother used to say to us kids when we were trying to tell her about something we were excited about. Use your words you little fools.
--Myself it seems kind of pointless. But I guess different strokes for different folks.
--It seems to me if people are that unhappy with what the old flag stands for maybe they should find another country where they feel more comfortable. But that’s just me what do I know.....
--It kind of reminds me of what my grand mother used to say to us kids when we were trying to tell her about something we were excited about. Use your words you little fools.
--Myself it seems kind of pointless. But I guess different strokes for different folks.
--It seems to me if people are that unhappy with what the old flag stands for maybe they should find another country where they feel more comfortable. But that’s just me what do I know.....
THE SACRIFICE OF SOME....
--Having grown up around those who served their country in time of need. I’ve heard stories that used to haunt my dreams when I was a child.
--I couldn't believe some of the horrors they endured for their time in service. Still can't for that matter.
--Some were honored and some well lets just say we spend more time paying respects to a recycling program trying to separate our trash. Than those fellows received when they returned for their time in service. Which I think is a dang fool shame.
--I guess those fellows shouldn't complain too much at least they gave them a day. Maybe the thank you for their service will be next on the agenda if they can ever stop fighting among themselves long enough....
--I couldn't believe some of the horrors they endured for their time in service. Still can't for that matter.
--Some were honored and some well lets just say we spend more time paying respects to a recycling program trying to separate our trash. Than those fellows received when they returned for their time in service. Which I think is a dang fool shame.
--I guess those fellows shouldn't complain too much at least they gave them a day. Maybe the thank you for their service will be next on the agenda if they can ever stop fighting among themselves long enough....
Sunday, May 24, 2015
WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?....
--Usually when we return home from going out and about waffles has a meltdown. Yapping constantly and just going plain whack a doodle nut's.
--At first it drove me up the tree. Until my wife pointed out he probably was glad we were back and was probably wondering what took us so long.
--So now when we return home the first thing we have to do is reassure waffles. And then go about our business.
--It makes for a bit of fun walking through the front door. As far as going out well that’s another story….
--At first it drove me up the tree. Until my wife pointed out he probably was glad we were back and was probably wondering what took us so long.
--So now when we return home the first thing we have to do is reassure waffles. And then go about our business.
--It makes for a bit of fun walking through the front door. As far as going out well that’s another story….
PLAY TIME'S OVER....
--Sometimes it seam’s as we get older there doesn't seem to be any time for play time.
--Maybe it's the constant push and pull of this crazy world we live in.
--Or maybe were all living under the misconception that along with old age comes lack of a need for play time.
--My wife will admit at time's I am a little childish. But I do believe she wouldn't change it if she could.....
--Maybe it's the constant push and pull of this crazy world we live in.
--Or maybe were all living under the misconception that along with old age comes lack of a need for play time.
--My wife will admit at time's I am a little childish. But I do believe she wouldn't change it if she could.....
MOWING WITH WAFFLES....
--For some reason I thought it would be a good idea to let waffles run lose while I mowed.
--It was alright at first until the little fool decided to run and jump at the back of my legs while mowing. Talk about a pain in the neck.
--But the little fool ended up with green feet for his trouble’s. So I didn't really mind.
--As for the little song I made up about the whole thing. Well let's just say waffles has no sense of humor. ...
--It was alright at first until the little fool decided to run and jump at the back of my legs while mowing. Talk about a pain in the neck.
--But the little fool ended up with green feet for his trouble’s. So I didn't really mind.
--As for the little song I made up about the whole thing. Well let's just say waffles has no sense of humor. ...
A LITTLE SPRING CHILL....
--While the warming days are nice a little break is also nice. Instead of running the a/c all night you can enjoy mother nature's a/c.
--Of course the children have there own opinion about the whole thing. But myself I’m finding the whole kind of nice.
--Now if I can just keep them from turning there heaters on I’ll be doing something....
--Of course the children have there own opinion about the whole thing. But myself I’m finding the whole kind of nice.
--Now if I can just keep them from turning there heaters on I’ll be doing something....
Saturday, May 23, 2015
ORGAN GRINDER JACK....
--I often wonder who in Sam hill designs car jacks. Some of them are just plan weird.
--One of the ones that give me the biggest headache is the dang fool organ grinder jack.
--Maybe it's just me but I feel like a fool a wailing away with the dang fool thing. Banging my knuckles on the ground because there's no way to use it without doing just that.
--And then there's that dang fool song round and round the mulberry bush to contend with. You know the one that the organ grinder plays to get the monkey to dance....
--One of the ones that give me the biggest headache is the dang fool organ grinder jack.
--Maybe it's just me but I feel like a fool a wailing away with the dang fool thing. Banging my knuckles on the ground because there's no way to use it without doing just that.
--And then there's that dang fool song round and round the mulberry bush to contend with. You know the one that the organ grinder plays to get the monkey to dance....
I'LL RUN BUT I'LL DO IT MY WAY....
--Coming to terms with a riding lawn mower that seams to be possessed with an inability to function for more than five minutes is hard. Especially when your blessed with a dang fool yard that has grass that grows faster than anything.
--Some people would probably bang away at the dang fool mower until it got over it's shenanigans. Apparently as I grow older I no longer have a need for such foolishness. My wife thinks I’m just whack a doodle about the whole thing. But smashing my hands trying to fix a mower is not my idea of a good time. Especially since the dang fool thing seems to have been designed with spider monkeys in mind. And I have been cursed with hands that just don't fit into those tiny little places.
--So I’ve been left with few option's. Let the dang fool yard grow. Or push a little tiny mower. Since letting the dang fool yard grow doesn't appear to be a good idea. Pushing it is at least for now ....
--Some people would probably bang away at the dang fool mower until it got over it's shenanigans. Apparently as I grow older I no longer have a need for such foolishness. My wife thinks I’m just whack a doodle about the whole thing. But smashing my hands trying to fix a mower is not my idea of a good time. Especially since the dang fool thing seems to have been designed with spider monkeys in mind. And I have been cursed with hands that just don't fit into those tiny little places.
--So I’ve been left with few option's. Let the dang fool yard grow. Or push a little tiny mower. Since letting the dang fool yard grow doesn't appear to be a good idea. Pushing it is at least for now ....
FOR SALE OR LEASE....
--When out and about I am often amazed at the number of things that are for sale or lease.
--Maybe it's a sign of the times, but I keep expecting giant tumble weeds to start rolling down some of the roads.
--I guess some people have had enough and want to move on to better things. For some reason I find this sad.
--Maybe it's just my old inability to accept change flaring up.....
--Maybe it's a sign of the times, but I keep expecting giant tumble weeds to start rolling down some of the roads.
--I guess some people have had enough and want to move on to better things. For some reason I find this sad.
--Maybe it's just my old inability to accept change flaring up.....
DUMPING ROCKS...
--For some reason every spring you will find me with a pile of rocks that need to be added to the ever growing pile that we started when we first moved here.
--Over the years we've tried to find uses for the dang fool things. Like going down the drive way on each side or making a walkway. But in the end it proved to be more of a pain than it was worth. Having to cut the grass that grew up in between the things was too time consuming.
--So we ended up moving them to one big pile. Which has grown to over flowing over the years.
--Of course the bug's and what not seem to enjoy the pile. Many of them have made there home in the dang fool pile. I guess they do serve a purpose after all.....
--Over the years we've tried to find uses for the dang fool things. Like going down the drive way on each side or making a walkway. But in the end it proved to be more of a pain than it was worth. Having to cut the grass that grew up in between the things was too time consuming.
--So we ended up moving them to one big pile. Which has grown to over flowing over the years.
--Of course the bug's and what not seem to enjoy the pile. Many of them have made there home in the dang fool pile. I guess they do serve a purpose after all.....
Friday, May 22, 2015
CAN'T YOU READ?....
--There's only one thing worse than having to walk all over a store looking for a restroom. If your lucky to be in a store that still have restrooms open to the public.
--And that's having your reading ability questioned because you failed to take notice of the sign that said the dang fool thing was being cleaned.
--Now guaranteed using a restroom has it's priorities especially when your in need.
--Answering silly questions when your in need is not a big priority at the time.....
--And that's having your reading ability questioned because you failed to take notice of the sign that said the dang fool thing was being cleaned.
--Now guaranteed using a restroom has it's priorities especially when your in need.
--Answering silly questions when your in need is not a big priority at the time.....
BROKEN TOYS…
--I have to say going to yard sales can be an enlightening experience.
--Among all the do dad's and thing a- ma- bob's you'll usually find a table or box filled with broken toy's.
--Having raised four children I often marveled at their ability to keep their toys in relative good condition. Compared with some of the toys I’ve seen at yard sales my children's toys were in pretty good condition.
--In fact each Christmas it was hard to clear room for the new when the old was in pretty good condition....
--Among all the do dad's and thing a- ma- bob's you'll usually find a table or box filled with broken toy's.
--Having raised four children I often marveled at their ability to keep their toys in relative good condition. Compared with some of the toys I’ve seen at yard sales my children's toys were in pretty good condition.
--In fact each Christmas it was hard to clear room for the new when the old was in pretty good condition....
BLACK BIRD BOOGIE...
--It never fails to amaze me how as soon as you finish mowing black birds appear to do their crazy little dance all across the yard.
--Where they come from or how they seem to know is beyond me. But it never fails that as soon as I’m done they appear.
--You'd think with a yard full of dimblub cats they'd be a little nervous but their not. They wonder all over the place doing what they do.
--Of course that’s until Hansel appears. Then they scatter up to the trees raining curses down on her head.....
--Where they come from or how they seem to know is beyond me. But it never fails that as soon as I’m done they appear.
--You'd think with a yard full of dimblub cats they'd be a little nervous but their not. They wonder all over the place doing what they do.
--Of course that’s until Hansel appears. Then they scatter up to the trees raining curses down on her head.....
ACCOMMODATING LITTLE PEST'S....
--Even though having a house full of pot licking little freaks for cat's is a pain in the neck. It's also a good thing because it keeps you from getting lazy about cleaning up around the place.
--I remind myself of that fact endlessly some times when I’m doing a cleanup in the kitchen before leaving.
--Maybe it's a sign of the cat food were forced to buy. But for some dang fool reason this bunch prefers people food.
--I often wondered what they'd do if I just fixed them a plate. And saved myself the endless CSI cleanup.....
--I remind myself of that fact endlessly some times when I’m doing a cleanup in the kitchen before leaving.
--Maybe it's a sign of the cat food were forced to buy. But for some dang fool reason this bunch prefers people food.
--I often wondered what they'd do if I just fixed them a plate. And saved myself the endless CSI cleanup.....
Thursday, May 21, 2015
ROSILY'S GETTING BIGGER...
--Being the runt of the litter of kittens has it's disadvantages. Even though you may have a big mouth you usually get pushed out of the way at meal times.
--That is what happened to poor little rosily. Even though she’d sit under my chair and meow for food. When I fed her she always got pushed out of the way. So I fed her by herself away from the others.
--It took awhile but by keeping a careful watch little rosily is finally getting bigger.
--Now when she meow's you can really hear her....
--That is what happened to poor little rosily. Even though she’d sit under my chair and meow for food. When I fed her she always got pushed out of the way. So I fed her by herself away from the others.
--It took awhile but by keeping a careful watch little rosily is finally getting bigger.
--Now when she meow's you can really hear her....
IT'S TO HOT TO BARK....
--Waffles is a barking fool. He will bark at anything. Except when it seems to be hot outside. Then he tends to just roll his eyes and just go back to sleep.
--Now if I could just teach him to chill with the senseless barking maybe we could get somewhere.But i guess nobody's perfect....
--Now if I could just teach him to chill with the senseless barking maybe we could get somewhere.But i guess nobody's perfect....
IN SEARCH OF BLUEBERRIES....
--Having a temperamental riding lawn mower is a pain in the neck. Trying to keep an eye on blueberries prone to whack a doodle crow shenanigans is a bigger pain in the neck. Especially in a yard that I swear grows two inches by the time you get done mowing.
--Pushing a push mower through tall grass. Yeah you guessed it, a big pain in the neck. The reward is worth it. If you can stand the dang fool crow crowing from his tree. While his two dimblub backup singer’s carry on from my neighbors fence.
--Of course the fools had to take turns buzzing me while I was mowing. But hey I guess everybody is entitled to a little fun.
--When I dragged my fool butt in the house my wife asked why in Sam hill I was mowing the backyard. All I had to say was blueberries and she understood....
--Pushing a push mower through tall grass. Yeah you guessed it, a big pain in the neck. The reward is worth it. If you can stand the dang fool crow crowing from his tree. While his two dimblub backup singer’s carry on from my neighbors fence.
--Of course the fools had to take turns buzzing me while I was mowing. But hey I guess everybody is entitled to a little fun.
--When I dragged my fool butt in the house my wife asked why in Sam hill I was mowing the backyard. All I had to say was blueberries and she understood....
BEING PLAYED....
--Taking the fool dog's out to do there business seems like a perfect opportunity for the dimblub cats to line up on the railing of the porch. All wanting to get petted. Why this has become part of their morning routine I have no idea.
--Being an old limping fool half of the time. It makes it darn near impossible to get down the dang fool stairs without petting any of them.
--I’m beginning to get the idea that's the point. Because you just can't pet one and be on your way. That would be too simple. Instead your held hostage by a bunch of dimblub cats trying to get petted.
--Of course the rest of the day they won't have a dang thing to do with you. Talk about being played....
--Being an old limping fool half of the time. It makes it darn near impossible to get down the dang fool stairs without petting any of them.
--I’m beginning to get the idea that's the point. Because you just can't pet one and be on your way. That would be too simple. Instead your held hostage by a bunch of dimblub cats trying to get petted.
--Of course the rest of the day they won't have a dang thing to do with you. Talk about being played....
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
THE ADVENTURES OF SQUASH....
--Squash is a little thing with a nose that would make a bloodhound proud. Crack open the icebox and you can watch him come running.
--The old cat Dinky tries to teach him to look for mice. But he keeps getting distracted by little thing’s. Like dust, pieces of string and just about anything that moves.
--The only thing that keeps his attention that I’ve seen is food of any shape or size.
--Now if Dinky could figure out how to use this he might have a chance at teaching the little fool something…..
--The old cat Dinky tries to teach him to look for mice. But he keeps getting distracted by little thing’s. Like dust, pieces of string and just about anything that moves.
--The only thing that keeps his attention that I’ve seen is food of any shape or size.
--Now if Dinky could figure out how to use this he might have a chance at teaching the little fool something…..
HOW MUCH DO YOU NEED IT?.....
--It's a sorry state of affair’s when you have to decide how much you need something. And if your willing to make the quest across the wonderful world of “always sell for less” to get it.
--Over the years I’ve come to the conclusion that most stores are designed first as mazes for rats in a laboratory somewhere. Because it's dang near imposable to cut across the darn fool thing's.
--Oh you can take a whack at it if you have time to spare. But let me tell you I’ve made it across fog covered swamp's with less trouble.
--And forget about taking a brake from your quest to get your bearing’s. Because they only have one bench next to the restrooms. Which your lucky to find if you don't become disoriented.....
--Over the years I’ve come to the conclusion that most stores are designed first as mazes for rats in a laboratory somewhere. Because it's dang near imposable to cut across the darn fool thing's.
--Oh you can take a whack at it if you have time to spare. But let me tell you I’ve made it across fog covered swamp's with less trouble.
--And forget about taking a brake from your quest to get your bearing’s. Because they only have one bench next to the restrooms. Which your lucky to find if you don't become disoriented.....
BUG EYES IS BACK.....
--It seems spending a week outside has proven more than poor little Bug Eyes could handle. He decided he would rather be an inside cat. Of course it probably didn't take much pleading.
--Of course bi-polar Dinky hasn't quite figured out if he likes the idea. But it seems to be a work in progress.
--Bug Eyes pretty much hangs in my son's room and Dinky has the rest of the house along with the kitten named Squash.
--It seam’s to work so far.....
--Of course bi-polar Dinky hasn't quite figured out if he likes the idea. But it seems to be a work in progress.
--Bug Eyes pretty much hangs in my son's room and Dinky has the rest of the house along with the kitten named Squash.
--It seam’s to work so far.....
BRICK WALL BLUES....
--Over the years hitting a brick wall was a common occurrence. It seemed no matter how hard I tried I always seemed to find myself confronted with the dang fool thing's.
--Of course being young and mind numbly dense I tried to overwhelm the dang fool thing's.
--Now of course I just try to wear the dang fool thing's down with a positive attitude. It's probably not the best way of doing thing's. And it does take a lot longer. But it seems to work.
--Now if I can just remember to quit stumbling over the dang fool thing's it would work a lot better....
--Of course being young and mind numbly dense I tried to overwhelm the dang fool thing's.
--Now of course I just try to wear the dang fool thing's down with a positive attitude. It's probably not the best way of doing thing's. And it does take a lot longer. But it seems to work.
--Now if I can just remember to quit stumbling over the dang fool thing's it would work a lot better....
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
THERE'S KITTENS IN THE TREE'S....
--Kittens can be a bunch of amusing bundles of joy when their not being just plain whack a doodle crazy. Everyday they seem to go out of their way to prove the point.
--Having a bunch of dimblub cats that hang around your house your provided with many hours of amusement. Providing you can handle the whack a doodle craziness that comes with it.
--Case in point, one day taking the fool dogs out I had a little bundle of joy [who my children had named Taz] jump off the roof of the house and land on my back. Then the little nut ran off with her little pals. Figuring I was safe I took waffles over to hook him to his run. While I was hooking him up that little whack a doodle tapped me on the back of the neck. I looked up to see the fool balanced on a branch loving it up. Knowing it was a long walk back to the house I patted the fool on the head and walked quickly to the house. Before the little fool blindsided me again.
--I guess when your a whack a doodle kitten anybody's fair game for your shenanigans....
--Having a bunch of dimblub cats that hang around your house your provided with many hours of amusement. Providing you can handle the whack a doodle craziness that comes with it.
--Case in point, one day taking the fool dogs out I had a little bundle of joy [who my children had named Taz] jump off the roof of the house and land on my back. Then the little nut ran off with her little pals. Figuring I was safe I took waffles over to hook him to his run. While I was hooking him up that little whack a doodle tapped me on the back of the neck. I looked up to see the fool balanced on a branch loving it up. Knowing it was a long walk back to the house I patted the fool on the head and walked quickly to the house. Before the little fool blindsided me again.
--I guess when your a whack a doodle kitten anybody's fair game for your shenanigans....
PUTTING THE PIECES TOGETHER...
--It take's awhile but usually if I try long enough I can come up with all the pieces in the right place.
--Providing I don't let myself get distracted by little thing's. That at the time seem major.
--It's really amazing how time has a way of smoothing over the little blips in the road. To make them seem like a bad memory. It's almost as if a little magic plays a part.
--But I guess that’s what life is all about. Letting the little thing's fade so we can concentrate on living life to the fullest....
--Providing I don't let myself get distracted by little thing's. That at the time seem major.
--It's really amazing how time has a way of smoothing over the little blips in the road. To make them seem like a bad memory. It's almost as if a little magic plays a part.
--But I guess that’s what life is all about. Letting the little thing's fade so we can concentrate on living life to the fullest....
WHAT ARE YOU DOING? ....
--Walking around our yard can be a pain in the neck. For every step you take there's usually a bunch of dimblub cats following you.
--My wife thinks this is great. She’ll go out to weed around her lilacs and the merry band of fools will follow her every step.
--I on the other hand am not too fond of the little fools, but love my wife so I’ve learned to live with the whack a doodle’s. Working on a lawnmower or just about anything for that matter can be a real pain in the neck. But like I said I’ve learned to live with the fools stealing and batting around my tools.
--In a lot of ways there a lot like toddler's always wanting to know what your up to I guess....
--My wife thinks this is great. She’ll go out to weed around her lilacs and the merry band of fools will follow her every step.
--I on the other hand am not too fond of the little fools, but love my wife so I’ve learned to live with the whack a doodle’s. Working on a lawnmower or just about anything for that matter can be a real pain in the neck. But like I said I’ve learned to live with the fools stealing and batting around my tools.
--In a lot of ways there a lot like toddler's always wanting to know what your up to I guess....
LONG WALK BACK....
--Mowing the yard one day I happen to notice a lot of yellow and black spiders just hanging out in the tall grass. I didn’t think much of it at the time because it was hot and I didn’t want to hang around checking the fool things out.
--Well like everything else in life Mother nature and old man Murphy have a twisted sense of humor.
--Everything was going fine for a few more feet when my dang fool lawnmower coughed and quit. About then the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I realized it was going to be a long walk back to the house through the spider infested tall grass. I didn't waste a lot of time contemplating my misfortune. Especially since I could see the fool spiders out of the corner of my eyes. And they didn't look too happy. I made it back to the house in record time.
--Like everything else in life just when you think your over a fear of spiders your given another opportunity to prove it....
--Well like everything else in life Mother nature and old man Murphy have a twisted sense of humor.
--Everything was going fine for a few more feet when my dang fool lawnmower coughed and quit. About then the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I realized it was going to be a long walk back to the house through the spider infested tall grass. I didn't waste a lot of time contemplating my misfortune. Especially since I could see the fool spiders out of the corner of my eyes. And they didn't look too happy. I made it back to the house in record time.
--Like everything else in life just when you think your over a fear of spiders your given another opportunity to prove it....
Monday, May 18, 2015
IT'S SO SIMPLE,IT'S HARD....
--Over the years my wife has tried to get it through my head that just because I find something simple doesn't mean other people do. And reverse of course what other people find simple I sometimes find mind numbingly complex.
--It's a kind of give and take I guess.
--We've reached a accommodation of sorts. I do thing's my way and when I get my but in a jam my wife will bail me out with some of her Tibetan wisdom.
--Of course when my wife is doing something I usually stand the Sam hill out of the way and take notes. Because as much as she doesn't like to brag usually her way is the simplest....
--It's a kind of give and take I guess.
--We've reached a accommodation of sorts. I do thing's my way and when I get my but in a jam my wife will bail me out with some of her Tibetan wisdom.
--Of course when my wife is doing something I usually stand the Sam hill out of the way and take notes. Because as much as she doesn't like to brag usually her way is the simplest....
MOODY LAWN MOWER BLUES.....
--I don't know what’s worse mowing the dang fool yard. Or mowing the dang fool yard with a lawn mower with a mind of it's own.
--I can get a handle on this dang foolishness of keeping the grass short when everything works. When it doesn't and you have to resort to a push mower because your rider has a mind of it own. Lets just say its a pain in the neck.
--I imagine push mowers are good for something, what I haven’t figured out. If its a work out your looking for use a push mower. It’ll fix you up.
--Of course mowing the yard with a push mower can be accomplished by doing a little bit at a time. It’s just a pain in the neck waiting for the fool rider to get over it's mood swing.....
--I can get a handle on this dang foolishness of keeping the grass short when everything works. When it doesn't and you have to resort to a push mower because your rider has a mind of it own. Lets just say its a pain in the neck.
--I imagine push mowers are good for something, what I haven’t figured out. If its a work out your looking for use a push mower. It’ll fix you up.
--Of course mowing the yard with a push mower can be accomplished by doing a little bit at a time. It’s just a pain in the neck waiting for the fool rider to get over it's mood swing.....
IT'S BRIGHT OUT THERE....
--It's amazing how much light doesn't come through the window. The first few steps outside will remind you of that fact.
--Of course when you get the Sam hill of the porch there’s a little shade. But when it breaks between the leaves it can be real blinding.
--One day taking the fool dogs out I was a little unprepared for the blast of light and twisted my dang fool knee going down the stairs. It was a little hairy finding my way about half blinded.
--Now I try to be more careful of course. But just when you think you've got the dang fool sun figured out. It slides out from behind a cloud to say howdy by half blinding you. I suppose it could be worse, at lest it's usually warm when your stumbling around half blind....
--Of course when you get the Sam hill of the porch there’s a little shade. But when it breaks between the leaves it can be real blinding.
--One day taking the fool dogs out I was a little unprepared for the blast of light and twisted my dang fool knee going down the stairs. It was a little hairy finding my way about half blinded.
--Now I try to be more careful of course. But just when you think you've got the dang fool sun figured out. It slides out from behind a cloud to say howdy by half blinding you. I suppose it could be worse, at lest it's usually warm when your stumbling around half blind....
DIM BLUB CATS IN THE MORNING….
--Sitting on the porch drinking my morning cup of coffee with dim blub cats who hang around our house is always good for a few laughs and chuckles. I guess that’s why I do it.
--They've all pretty much divided into groups. And have their own little pals they hang with.
--It's kind of fun to watch when a mommy will try to give a sleeping baby a bath. Because even while sleeping the little fella with fight with all his heart.
--Or when a baby will try to play with a sleeping mommy, only to find out that after a certain time patience wears a little thin. The end result will either be a unwanted bath or a swat. Like I said it usually quite lively drinking coffee with a bunch of dim blub cats….
--They've all pretty much divided into groups. And have their own little pals they hang with.
--It's kind of fun to watch when a mommy will try to give a sleeping baby a bath. Because even while sleeping the little fella with fight with all his heart.
--Or when a baby will try to play with a sleeping mommy, only to find out that after a certain time patience wears a little thin. The end result will either be a unwanted bath or a swat. Like I said it usually quite lively drinking coffee with a bunch of dim blub cats….
Sunday, May 17, 2015
DROP AND PLOP....
--Over the years I’ve often marveled at my children’s ability to wreck hack with the old drop and plop game. They walk into a room and drop what ever their using leaving it for somebody else to pick up.
--When they were little this was just plain whack a doodle nuts. Especially with four children running around. I was constantly picking up things.
--Of course as they got older we reached a compromise. When they were dancing in my space they had to learn to pick up after themselves. What they did in their rooms was up to them. If they liked tripping over things so be it.
--It works pretty good. Except around vacuuming time. A lesson I learned the hard way while reassembling the dang fool vacuum cleaning because somebody had clogged it. But other than that it works.....
--When they were little this was just plain whack a doodle nuts. Especially with four children running around. I was constantly picking up things.
--Of course as they got older we reached a compromise. When they were dancing in my space they had to learn to pick up after themselves. What they did in their rooms was up to them. If they liked tripping over things so be it.
--It works pretty good. Except around vacuuming time. A lesson I learned the hard way while reassembling the dang fool vacuum cleaning because somebody had clogged it. But other than that it works.....
HOT DAY SOLID LINE BLUES....
--Living in the country can be a real treat. There's allot to see when your out and about. Cursing along can be quite refreshing.
--Unless of course you get caught behind a farmer hauling fresh cow poo on a hot day.
--Of course usually when this happens it's on the longest stretch of solid lines in the world. So even if you wanted to you couldn't pass. It’s really amazing to watch the conversation dry up like a desert watering hole on a hot day. As you concentrate on not becoming lightheaded from being bathed in the smell of fresh poo.
--But like everything else that comes along to take a whack at your good day it usually passes. And then it back to the pleasantness of the day….
--Unless of course you get caught behind a farmer hauling fresh cow poo on a hot day.
--Of course usually when this happens it's on the longest stretch of solid lines in the world. So even if you wanted to you couldn't pass. It’s really amazing to watch the conversation dry up like a desert watering hole on a hot day. As you concentrate on not becoming lightheaded from being bathed in the smell of fresh poo.
--But like everything else that comes along to take a whack at your good day it usually passes. And then it back to the pleasantness of the day….
THE ZIGZAG EFFECT...
--It drives me nuts when trying to feed the dimblub cats outside. They run back and forth in front of me. I mean I know their excited getting food and all. But running back and forth in front of a limping old fool who has the balance of a stretched out sock. Not a good idea.
--The older cats wait patiently on the railing. I guess there's something to be said for old age.
--The young ones continue with their shenanigans. And will probably continue until they reach the point where they realize for all there effort sometimes is just easier to hang back and wait.
--But what are you going to do but try and be patient with the little fools....
--The older cats wait patiently on the railing. I guess there's something to be said for old age.
--The young ones continue with their shenanigans. And will probably continue until they reach the point where they realize for all there effort sometimes is just easier to hang back and wait.
--But what are you going to do but try and be patient with the little fools....
TOAD DANCING....
--Apparently when your a cat just about anything you find can be turned into a amusing game.
--Just about everyday you can find a few of the little whack a doodle's playing with bugs and what not in the yard. From following a grasshopper. And imitating his hop. To trying to catch butterflies.
--One day a group of them had a toad surrounded. And were waiting for him to respond. The toad being a toad just sat there watching the fools. Once in awhile he'd hop and the little fools hopped back each time. It lasted for a little while then the fools ran of to find better prey.
--I guess when your a cat in the spring it doesn't take much to amuse you....
--Just about everyday you can find a few of the little whack a doodle's playing with bugs and what not in the yard. From following a grasshopper. And imitating his hop. To trying to catch butterflies.
--One day a group of them had a toad surrounded. And were waiting for him to respond. The toad being a toad just sat there watching the fools. Once in awhile he'd hop and the little fools hopped back each time. It lasted for a little while then the fools ran of to find better prey.
--I guess when your a cat in the spring it doesn't take much to amuse you....
Saturday, May 16, 2015
HOT FRIES ....
--There's something about the smell of hot fries that will crawl into your head and yell YEAH!!!!!. Don't ask me what in Sam hill it is but every time you get a whiff it's a little mental smack.
--Riding in a car after picking up take out that includes hot fries is dang near impossible to ignore. Over the years my wife has tried to teach me some of her Tibetan monk self control. By giving me plenty of Opportunities. I’ve always failed when it comes to hot fries.
--You'd think the dang fool woman would just accept the fact when it comes to hot fries I’m just an old fool who can't resist. But no she just keeps trying.
--One time we dang near drove of the road when I offered her a hot fry while digging for my own. Not paying attention I accidentally put the fry up her nose. Luckily my wife was able to overcome my foolishness with minimal damage. Needless to say after that when it came to hot fries I was grounded to the backseat....
--Riding in a car after picking up take out that includes hot fries is dang near impossible to ignore. Over the years my wife has tried to teach me some of her Tibetan monk self control. By giving me plenty of Opportunities. I’ve always failed when it comes to hot fries.
--You'd think the dang fool woman would just accept the fact when it comes to hot fries I’m just an old fool who can't resist. But no she just keeps trying.
--One time we dang near drove of the road when I offered her a hot fry while digging for my own. Not paying attention I accidentally put the fry up her nose. Luckily my wife was able to overcome my foolishness with minimal damage. Needless to say after that when it came to hot fries I was grounded to the backseat....
THINGS ARE LOOKING BETTER…
--After I had my coffee I went back to bed because quite frankly after spending most of the night tossing and turning I was tired and the coffee I’d drank wasn‘t helping.
--When I woke up I was surprised to find that every curtain in the house had been opened by my sunlight loving whack a doodle wife. Who apparently was trying to see if I was going to bust into flames, or just stumble around blind until I tripped over a piece of furniture she'd managed to rearrange while I’d been sleeping.
--When I finally was able to crack one eyelid open enough to see if I was in damnation. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the sun was shinning so things are looking better….
--When I woke up I was surprised to find that every curtain in the house had been opened by my sunlight loving whack a doodle wife. Who apparently was trying to see if I was going to bust into flames, or just stumble around blind until I tripped over a piece of furniture she'd managed to rearrange while I’d been sleeping.
--When I finally was able to crack one eyelid open enough to see if I was in damnation. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the sun was shinning so things are looking better….
COBWEBS IN THE MORNING....
--Maybe it's just me but walking into a dang fool cobweb in the morning just corks my griddle.
--I don't mind taking the fool dogs out to do there business, the dang fool cobwebs I could do with out. I swear the fool spider's sit up all night making them so they can sit and watch me walk into them. Laughing their fool spider heads of.
--One day I thought I’d outsmarted them. I brought my cane and was waving it in front of me. of course this might have worked if I wasn't being dragged by a fool dog who had other things on her mind. The end result was I ended up slipping on the wet grass and landing in a pile of cat poo.
--I guess that’s the price you pay for living in the country. It seems a fair exchange I ....
--I don't mind taking the fool dogs out to do there business, the dang fool cobwebs I could do with out. I swear the fool spider's sit up all night making them so they can sit and watch me walk into them. Laughing their fool spider heads of.
--One day I thought I’d outsmarted them. I brought my cane and was waving it in front of me. of course this might have worked if I wasn't being dragged by a fool dog who had other things on her mind. The end result was I ended up slipping on the wet grass and landing in a pile of cat poo.
--I guess that’s the price you pay for living in the country. It seems a fair exchange I ....
WHAT'S IN A NAME....
--I've always had a hard time remembering names. Why I have no idea. Just always have. Usually I’ll shorten a name or use a nickname I can remember with the same letter and use that instead.
--When it comes to pets I’m at a loss. We've had so many over the years I’ll be dang if I can remember half of them. Sometimes I’ll just wing it.
--Probably not the best idea if you want the little fools to come to you. But most of the time I’d rather they hang out with my wife and children. Oh once in awhile that one little special whack a doodle will come along who will go out of his way to make me his pester buddy.
--Morning noon and night the little fool with go out of his way to try and get a rise out of me. Most of the time it's a give and take relationship. The more I have to take the little fools shenanigans, the more I’ll forget his name. It seems to work but only because I have my wife and children around to remind me of the little fools name....
--When it comes to pets I’m at a loss. We've had so many over the years I’ll be dang if I can remember half of them. Sometimes I’ll just wing it.
--Probably not the best idea if you want the little fools to come to you. But most of the time I’d rather they hang out with my wife and children. Oh once in awhile that one little special whack a doodle will come along who will go out of his way to make me his pester buddy.
--Morning noon and night the little fool with go out of his way to try and get a rise out of me. Most of the time it's a give and take relationship. The more I have to take the little fools shenanigans, the more I’ll forget his name. It seems to work but only because I have my wife and children around to remind me of the little fools name....
Friday, May 15, 2015
THE PEACE KEEPER‘S....
--When push comes to shove and it gets rowdy in the yard. The one's who take the situation in hand are blackly(also known as peek depending who your talking to)Hansel, jinx and waffles.
--The three girl cats keep the rest of the crew who hangs around in line. Waffles just adds his voice of disapproval to the mixture.
--It makes for quite the kaleidoscope of nuttiness when their all going off on a tangent. Throw in a crazy chicken crowing, with his whack a doodle turkey backup singer's and it's enough to drive anyone over the edge.
--My wife of course figures I’ve been teetering on the edge for years so it really shouldn't bother me.....
--The three girl cats keep the rest of the crew who hangs around in line. Waffles just adds his voice of disapproval to the mixture.
--It makes for quite the kaleidoscope of nuttiness when their all going off on a tangent. Throw in a crazy chicken crowing, with his whack a doodle turkey backup singer's and it's enough to drive anyone over the edge.
--My wife of course figures I’ve been teetering on the edge for years so it really shouldn't bother me.....
SINGING THROUGH THE HAZE....
--For some reason I’ve never been able to figure out when it's cold, damp and rainy. Or just plain cold for that matter. I have a habit of breaking out in song.
--Where I picked up the habit I have no idea. But it seems to help keep me on track.
--Over the years much to the shock of family members, this has happened at the most weirdest times. Waiting in an elevator, a crowded room or shopping checkout. Even shopping with my wife from time to time.
--When the children were younger they seemed to get a kick of my weird little songs. When they got older not so much, but they humored the old man and walked faster. Now of course most of the out and about experiences are with my wife. And she just takes it in stride. I guess she figures it's the price she paid for marrying a whack a doodle.....
--Where I picked up the habit I have no idea. But it seems to help keep me on track.
--Over the years much to the shock of family members, this has happened at the most weirdest times. Waiting in an elevator, a crowded room or shopping checkout. Even shopping with my wife from time to time.
--When the children were younger they seemed to get a kick of my weird little songs. When they got older not so much, but they humored the old man and walked faster. Now of course most of the out and about experiences are with my wife. And she just takes it in stride. I guess she figures it's the price she paid for marrying a whack a doodle.....
LILAC'S IN THE MORNING....
--There's nothing like the smell of lilacs in the morning. It’s actually a pleasant experience. If you don't mind fighting with the dang fool whack a doodle windows.
--I open all the kitchen windows each morning. The first thing after a cup of coffee of course. Especially after partially being guillotined by one dang fool morning.
--One morning there was a particular big burst of lilac smell coming in the window. Which I thought was great and remarked to my wife about it.
--She just smiled and said it's probably the lilacs I picked on the table you old fool….
--I open all the kitchen windows each morning. The first thing after a cup of coffee of course. Especially after partially being guillotined by one dang fool morning.
--One morning there was a particular big burst of lilac smell coming in the window. Which I thought was great and remarked to my wife about it.
--She just smiled and said it's probably the lilacs I picked on the table you old fool….
CAN’T AFFORD TO BE NICE….
CAN’T AFFORD TO BE NICE….
--I often marvel at the just plain meanness of some cats. Over the years we’ve had plenty of cats cross our path. Some were a bundle of cuteness. And some were just mad dog mean.
--Why it’s been so hard to get a handle on I have no idea. I mean all you have to do is take a peak at the human world for plenty of examples of just plain petty meanness. I guess I expected more from cats.
--When you get a group of cats together it seems inevitable there’s always one who strives to be alpha of the group. Much to the shock of the group.
--As a whole I’ve found cats pretty easy to get along with. I mean sure from time to time you get one who’s just plain whack a doodle mean. But usually the group has a selection process that weeds these fools out and sends them packing. Maybe there’s a lesson there for us humans….
--I often marvel at the just plain meanness of some cats. Over the years we’ve had plenty of cats cross our path. Some were a bundle of cuteness. And some were just mad dog mean.
--Why it’s been so hard to get a handle on I have no idea. I mean all you have to do is take a peak at the human world for plenty of examples of just plain petty meanness. I guess I expected more from cats.
--When you get a group of cats together it seems inevitable there’s always one who strives to be alpha of the group. Much to the shock of the group.
--As a whole I’ve found cats pretty easy to get along with. I mean sure from time to time you get one who’s just plain whack a doodle mean. But usually the group has a selection process that weeds these fools out and sends them packing. Maybe there’s a lesson there for us humans….
Thursday, May 14, 2015
LIFE ON A MERRY- GO- ROUND....
--I often marvel at my wife's ability to see through my inability to stay on track. It’s not that I’m easily distracted. I just have a problem keeping focus sometimes.
--When this happens my wife like’s to change things around a bit. At first this would drive me crazy. I’d go to the store, or go out and mow and when I got back the furniture would be changed around. It drove me nuts. It was like living on a merry- go- round.
--It wasn't until many years later that I realized there was a reason for all the dang fool merry- go- round business. Change is good. And sometimes it's just what people need to get back on track.
--Of course I still am not too happy with change but slowly I’ve come to accept it. And have even been known to start the process myself from time to time. Much to the shock of our children.....
--When this happens my wife like’s to change things around a bit. At first this would drive me crazy. I’d go to the store, or go out and mow and when I got back the furniture would be changed around. It drove me nuts. It was like living on a merry- go- round.
--It wasn't until many years later that I realized there was a reason for all the dang fool merry- go- round business. Change is good. And sometimes it's just what people need to get back on track.
--Of course I still am not too happy with change but slowly I’ve come to accept it. And have even been known to start the process myself from time to time. Much to the shock of our children.....
LAZY CATS....
--Over the years we've had our share of lazy cats. Some were a little extreme. The cats on the porch that lay in your path would rather get step on then move out of the way.
--Like the cat who had the habit of falling asleep when eating. Or the cat who would fall asleep on your shoes at night. Knowing full well you would pick him up and pet him in the morning. Or the foolish inside cat who ran outside one day and saw the porch steps laid down and took a nap waiting for a rescue attempt.
--The point is we've had our share of lazy cats and I’d thought I’d seen everything until little spot came along.
--Little spot had a habit of leaning against the wall when he meowed. He would fall asleep in his cat box, wake up, lean over the side and start eating again. When he was full he fall back to sleep again. I guess it just goes to show you, like people cats can be quite lazy too....
--Like the cat who had the habit of falling asleep when eating. Or the cat who would fall asleep on your shoes at night. Knowing full well you would pick him up and pet him in the morning. Or the foolish inside cat who ran outside one day and saw the porch steps laid down and took a nap waiting for a rescue attempt.
--The point is we've had our share of lazy cats and I’d thought I’d seen everything until little spot came along.
--Little spot had a habit of leaning against the wall when he meowed. He would fall asleep in his cat box, wake up, lean over the side and start eating again. When he was full he fall back to sleep again. I guess it just goes to show you, like people cats can be quite lazy too....
ALBINO PRAYING MANTIS'S....
--Going by the grapes we planted, that nobody likes because they have seeds. Go figure. I happened across a group of albino praying mantis's.
--I didn't think much of it until I noticed they were all huddled in a group and they seemed to be dancing to a tune only they could hear.
--Being the paranoid old fool that I am I quickly made my way back up to the house. Maybe it's just me and my over active imagination but a group of six albino praying mantis's chanting in my back yard made me nervous.
--Of course my wife thinks I’m dancing on the edge about the whole thing. She figured they were just enjoying the sunny day.....
--I didn't think much of it until I noticed they were all huddled in a group and they seemed to be dancing to a tune only they could hear.
--Being the paranoid old fool that I am I quickly made my way back up to the house. Maybe it's just me and my over active imagination but a group of six albino praying mantis's chanting in my back yard made me nervous.
--Of course my wife thinks I’m dancing on the edge about the whole thing. She figured they were just enjoying the sunny day.....
MOTHER NATURE'S MOTHER'S DAY GIFT.....
--It was a typical mother's day. Bright, sunny and quite nice. The children made mom breakfast. And I did up the dishes.
--And then the rain came. Followed by thunder, and then the electric went out. Mothers day had just turned into what are we going to do today.
--The end result was we had a very nice day visiting around the kitchen table. And it wasn't until dinner was over that the electric finally came back on.
--It was then that one of the children said I guess we know what mother nature gave you for mothers day mom. And then they all hugged their mother and wished her a happy mother's day......
--And then the rain came. Followed by thunder, and then the electric went out. Mothers day had just turned into what are we going to do today.
--The end result was we had a very nice day visiting around the kitchen table. And it wasn't until dinner was over that the electric finally came back on.
--It was then that one of the children said I guess we know what mother nature gave you for mothers day mom. And then they all hugged their mother and wished her a happy mother's day......
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
THE CRATER RUN....
--Mowing my yard is like a live seat on a moon ride. You spend most of your time trying to stay on the dang fool mower than anything else.
--It seam’s most of the dogs we've had over the years thought they were part gophers‘. Or were possessed by a gopher with a bad attitude.
--The spring is the worst because by the time you get everything running the dang fool holes are usually covered and you can't see them coming.
--It could be worse I suppose. At least they aren’t to deep....
--It seam’s most of the dogs we've had over the years thought they were part gophers‘. Or were possessed by a gopher with a bad attitude.
--The spring is the worst because by the time you get everything running the dang fool holes are usually covered and you can't see them coming.
--It could be worse I suppose. At least they aren’t to deep....
POTATO CHIP SANDWICH....
--When it comes to eating I always figured I had seen it all when it comes to weird combinations.
--When we first got married I noticed my wife putting potato chips on her hamburger. Not thinking much of it I didn't make a point of it. I mean I had my own weirdness and wasn't about to have a contest.
--It wasn't until awhile later when she offered to make me one. I got a chance to try it that I found out what they were like. Putting it bluntly I almost choked. At first being the paranoid old fool that I am I figured maybe I married a black widow and this was how she planned to bump me off.
--Needless to say I never tried the dang fool combination again. I stuck with my mayo, peanut butter, marshmallow pickle combination thank you.....
--When we first got married I noticed my wife putting potato chips on her hamburger. Not thinking much of it I didn't make a point of it. I mean I had my own weirdness and wasn't about to have a contest.
--It wasn't until awhile later when she offered to make me one. I got a chance to try it that I found out what they were like. Putting it bluntly I almost choked. At first being the paranoid old fool that I am I figured maybe I married a black widow and this was how she planned to bump me off.
--Needless to say I never tried the dang fool combination again. I stuck with my mayo, peanut butter, marshmallow pickle combination thank you.....
LEFT OVER CHICKEN....
--It's really quite amazing how good the sense of smell cats have. Try eating in a room full of cats. If there's any crumbs they'll be sure to find them.
--And of course left over chicken is the worst. There’s just something about that dang fool bird that drives cats out of there minds.
--Over the years we've had several cats who have gone over the edge for a chance at the bones of chicken or turkey. Why I have no idea but they do.
--One cat spent the better part of the morning trying to open the icebox because he knew I’d put the leftovers away.....
--And of course left over chicken is the worst. There’s just something about that dang fool bird that drives cats out of there minds.
--Over the years we've had several cats who have gone over the edge for a chance at the bones of chicken or turkey. Why I have no idea but they do.
--One cat spent the better part of the morning trying to open the icebox because he knew I’d put the leftovers away.....
WOW, DID I DO THAT?....
--Cat on a whole are a ball of fun. Oh sure they have there bad days where you wonder if maybe along with a hairball they might have spit up there brain.
--But as a whole there pretty much a original. There easily amused by just about anything. From tiny pieces of paper to computer mouse's
--We had a cat who used to like to scare the heck out the other cat by meowing into the back side of a fan. If you've ever done it or had children who have done it you know what I’m talking about.
--This cat would wait until the other unsuspecting cat came along and purposely go behind the fan and meow just to scare the other cat. And then spend five minutes licking himself smiling while the other cat ran and hid. But that’s life in the house of whack a doodle pets....
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
WORDS LEFT UNSPOKEN....
--The muzzle of enduring love quiets the storm within. Keeping the force from blowing about.
--In silence the words left unspoken hang like a smoldering fog, reeking like an old wet dog.
--With broken heart and hanging head they watch and wait for any sign of life with in.
--But the words left unspoken, are all there is. And that is the shame of the moment I guess. Sometimes actions are louder than words or so I have heard it is....
--In silence the words left unspoken hang like a smoldering fog, reeking like an old wet dog.
--With broken heart and hanging head they watch and wait for any sign of life with in.
--But the words left unspoken, are all there is. And that is the shame of the moment I guess. Sometimes actions are louder than words or so I have heard it is....
THE GREEN GRASS OF HOME....
--Waving in the morning breeze so green and tall.
--Some would say why in Sam hill haven’t you cut it yet, it's not normal.
--I for one am not in a hurry to appease the norm.
--I believe the tall green grass is a symbol of enduring love of family. And for me that will always be what is waving back....
--Some would say why in Sam hill haven’t you cut it yet, it's not normal.
--I for one am not in a hurry to appease the norm.
--I believe the tall green grass is a symbol of enduring love of family. And for me that will always be what is waving back....
ROLLING UP CHANGE….
--Counting change and rolling the dang fool things up is a pain in the neck.
--For some reason the dang fool paper roll's require more eye and hand coordination then I’m able to handle. Not to mention getting my fingers stuck in the thing's.
--So it was with great delight that I watched my wife and daughter do the duty this time. My daughter seemed to have inherited my curse. But my wife with her little spider monkey hands had no problem of course.
--When it comes to rolling up change I really believe a man should know his limitations. And be more than willing to leave it those more able….
--For some reason the dang fool paper roll's require more eye and hand coordination then I’m able to handle. Not to mention getting my fingers stuck in the thing's.
--So it was with great delight that I watched my wife and daughter do the duty this time. My daughter seemed to have inherited my curse. But my wife with her little spider monkey hands had no problem of course.
--When it comes to rolling up change I really believe a man should know his limitations. And be more than willing to leave it those more able….
RED LIGHT BEE FRIGHT....
--There just got to be an answer for why it is when waiting at a red light a dang fool bee will appear to pester you while you wait. I mean do they hang around intersections waiting for just the right person. And then fly over to say howdy.
--I love spring and summer. Red lights not so much. Especially when it's hot enough to cook on the dash. It always seems on these days a dang fool bee with appear and start a panic in the car.
--If your unluckily enough to be traveling with a car load of children be ready for mass hysteria. Even your wife has been known to hit a few high notes.
--Usually you can persuade the dang fool bee to hit the road. Sometimes this requires everybody getting the Sam hill out of the car. Not something you really want to do in an intersection. So you end up trying to calm everybody down while waiting for the light to change. Which is dang near impossible when it comes to bees. It’s enough to drive a sane man over the edge…..
--I love spring and summer. Red lights not so much. Especially when it's hot enough to cook on the dash. It always seems on these days a dang fool bee with appear and start a panic in the car.
--If your unluckily enough to be traveling with a car load of children be ready for mass hysteria. Even your wife has been known to hit a few high notes.
--Usually you can persuade the dang fool bee to hit the road. Sometimes this requires everybody getting the Sam hill out of the car. Not something you really want to do in an intersection. So you end up trying to calm everybody down while waiting for the light to change. Which is dang near impossible when it comes to bees. It’s enough to drive a sane man over the edge…..
Monday, May 11, 2015
WHERE'S MY COLD WEATHER CLOTHES.....
--After a winter of freezing, temps in the low 40's feel like to much of a return to winter for me .
--But being the thick headed old fool that I am I just rolled up in a blanket.
--Maybe it's just me but the older I get the less I can handle temp changes.
--While everyone basked in the glory of their a/c I shivered under a winter blanket....
LOOKING FOR A FEW NUTS....
--One day driving down a street I slowed down to let a couple of people cross the street. It was hot day so I had all the windows down.
--While waiting for the people to cross I noticed a squirrel crossing the street on a phone wire above my head. Which at the time I thought was funny. At lest until the dang fool thing dropped from the wire to land on my hood.
--I don't know who was more shocked me or the dang fool squirrel. Being in a car with old fashioned window handles I knew it was impossible to get them all rolled up. So I just tried to play it cool. Cool quickly evaporated when they dang fool squirrel decided to pop in for a visit. The little bugger slid in the passenger window took one look at me and scampered into the back seat.
--Well I started looking for a parking space, but really didn't have to worry because the little fool ran out of the passenger window with a old crusty peanut butter sandwich one of my children had left in the back seat. I guess the little fool was looking for a few nuts and decided he'd settle for a sandwich....
--While waiting for the people to cross I noticed a squirrel crossing the street on a phone wire above my head. Which at the time I thought was funny. At lest until the dang fool thing dropped from the wire to land on my hood.
--I don't know who was more shocked me or the dang fool squirrel. Being in a car with old fashioned window handles I knew it was impossible to get them all rolled up. So I just tried to play it cool. Cool quickly evaporated when they dang fool squirrel decided to pop in for a visit. The little bugger slid in the passenger window took one look at me and scampered into the back seat.
--Well I started looking for a parking space, but really didn't have to worry because the little fool ran out of the passenger window with a old crusty peanut butter sandwich one of my children had left in the back seat. I guess the little fool was looking for a few nuts and decided he'd settle for a sandwich....
JUST CAN'T HANDLE REJECTION....
--The old cat dinky has been cursed with a by polar temperament. He runs happy and freaky all in the course of a few seconds. It's like living in a constant ground hog day clip of a Sybil movie.
--One of the kittens seems to have to answer for dinky's moods swings. Keep away. Every time dinky tries to get near he hiss's at him ,swats him and runs.
--Apparently dinky can't handle the rejection because he's been beside himself walking around crying all night. I tried to explain maybe if he wasn't so dang moody people wouldn't worry about him being near. He of course swatted me for my effort.
--I did notice the two fools sleeping next to each other. At lest until the kitten woke up saw dinky hissed at him and ran off. Oh well that’s life with whack a doodle pets I guess...
--One of the kittens seems to have to answer for dinky's moods swings. Keep away. Every time dinky tries to get near he hiss's at him ,swats him and runs.
--Apparently dinky can't handle the rejection because he's been beside himself walking around crying all night. I tried to explain maybe if he wasn't so dang moody people wouldn't worry about him being near. He of course swatted me for my effort.
--I did notice the two fools sleeping next to each other. At lest until the kitten woke up saw dinky hissed at him and ran off. Oh well that’s life with whack a doodle pets I guess...
HOVERING BUMBLE BEE.....
--Good morning greetings come in all shapes and sizes.
--The old cats good morning kiss, a row of cats balanced on a porch railing. needing a pet or two before you can pass. A whack a doodle chicken crowing at all hours, and a big old hovering bumble bee.
--Opening the kitchen door is sometimes like that old game show where they opened the door to find out who was knocking. You never know what to expect. A possum hanging out, a dang fool pig wanting to know what was taking you so long to feed her. Or a big old hovering bumble bee.
--The dang fool thing followed me hovering right next to my head all around the yard. It got kind of unnerving after a bit, but I figured the fool was just saying good morning and letting me know he was doing his job a pollinating the apple tree's......
--The old cats good morning kiss, a row of cats balanced on a porch railing. needing a pet or two before you can pass. A whack a doodle chicken crowing at all hours, and a big old hovering bumble bee.
--Opening the kitchen door is sometimes like that old game show where they opened the door to find out who was knocking. You never know what to expect. A possum hanging out, a dang fool pig wanting to know what was taking you so long to feed her. Or a big old hovering bumble bee.
--The dang fool thing followed me hovering right next to my head all around the yard. It got kind of unnerving after a bit, but I figured the fool was just saying good morning and letting me know he was doing his job a pollinating the apple tree's......
Sunday, May 10, 2015
LITTLE TINY BLACK SPIDERS.....
--For some dang fool reason we've be blessed with little tiny black spiders. Where in the Sam hill they come from I have no idea. But they have a nasty habit of popping up just about everywhere from time to time.
--Spraying the house helps for little while. If you can stand the dang fool gas cloud. And don't mind washing 500lbs of blankets and such.
--Riding in the car is a real treat when the dang fool things pop up. It's a case of Chinese fire drill with me usually trying to track the little bugger down while my wife and children wait next to the road.
--Of course watching a movie like 8 legged freaks doesn't help the hysteria. But what can I say for some dang fool reason it's on our favorite movie list....
--Spraying the house helps for little while. If you can stand the dang fool gas cloud. And don't mind washing 500lbs of blankets and such.
--Riding in the car is a real treat when the dang fool things pop up. It's a case of Chinese fire drill with me usually trying to track the little bugger down while my wife and children wait next to the road.
--Of course watching a movie like 8 legged freaks doesn't help the hysteria. But what can I say for some dang fool reason it's on our favorite movie list....
LITTLE RED TRACTOR MAN.....
--I love day trips. When the weather is nice of course .Oh all right who am I kidding I am worse than the old dog wolf we used to have. When it comes to going for a ride I’m the first one at the door with shoes in hand. My wife doesn't have to ask twice.
--Not only is it nice to get the Sam hill out of the house for a bit. But the scenery isn't to bad either. One thing that give's me a chuckle, is the different mailboxes you see when your out and about.
--Oh sure the majority of them are the plain old type. But once in awhile you see a gem. Like a little red tractor with a man on it, or a fish or even a cat.
--I guess it's just another of those things you see in passing that'll give you a chuckle. And in this day and age I need all the chuckles I can get....
--Not only is it nice to get the Sam hill out of the house for a bit. But the scenery isn't to bad either. One thing that give's me a chuckle, is the different mailboxes you see when your out and about.
--Oh sure the majority of them are the plain old type. But once in awhile you see a gem. Like a little red tractor with a man on it, or a fish or even a cat.
--I guess it's just another of those things you see in passing that'll give you a chuckle. And in this day and age I need all the chuckles I can get....
IT AMAZING WHAT YOU CAN GET USED TO....
--Drinking coffee on the front porch this morning watching the sun come up I realized it had been almost a hour since I’d heard my neighbors whack a doodle chicken.
--Now don't get me wrong the quiet was nice. But surprisingly I found I actually missed the dang fool chickens crowing.
--It was then that I realized I was probably suffering from a mild case of hostage syndrome.
--Of course I’m sure my wife would just say it was because I hate change even if it's for the better....
--Now don't get me wrong the quiet was nice. But surprisingly I found I actually missed the dang fool chickens crowing.
--It was then that I realized I was probably suffering from a mild case of hostage syndrome.
--Of course I’m sure my wife would just say it was because I hate change even if it's for the better....
DEAR OLD MOTHER….
--After three days of heavy snowing a slight tapering of the storm occurred. As a result a mommy bunny was having a hard time keeping her young bunnies inside the hollow log where they had made their home.
--She really didn’t blame them it was a tight fit and everybody was raring to go outside. If only for a little while. But every time she poked her head out and looked around. Her tail quivered and she had to frown.
--Because not only was there tons of snow everywhere but the branches of the trees were covered with ice. And if she wasn’t mistaken it was starting to warm up.
--With head hung low she started back to tell her little ones they’d have to wait for just a little while longer. She knew they would be upset, especially little Brownie who was such a stubborn one. But what choice did
She have, she remembered that fateful day when her dear old sweet husband just refused listen. And went out on a day such as this when the hanging ice did glisten. She shuttered at the dreary thought of that day.
--With eyes filled with expectation they all looked at her when she returned, she shook her head to let them know it just wasn’t safe yet, and had to wait just a little longer.
-- All were a little sad but returned to their play, all except Brownie. Who reminded her it looked like such a nice day, he couldn’t understand why they couldn’t go out. Just for a few seconds and get some fresh air.
--So she told him again of all she had learned, of all of the thing’s she try’s to pass along. He listened and rolled his eyes you see and finally went off to sulk because he didn’t really understand why it just had to be.
--As the morning sun progressed to finally reign in the noon day sky. The little ones were napping and the mommy bunny was taking a much needed brake. When she turned her back for a second one little bunny made his way slowly out of the log, out into the bright light of the noon day.
--He loved his mother he really did, but sometimes he was sure all she cared about was finding new ways to spoil his fun. Because it seemed like that’s all she’d ever really done.
--When he finally reached the little ridge above their home he took a deep breath and sighed what a relief to be outside. No more being cramped and stepped on by those pesky little ones. He was free and he was going to have some fun.
--He hopped and he jumped, and he ran about. It was so much better being outside than in. He bounced around and shuttered with glee oh what an old fuss bucket his mother could be.
--About this time a warm gentle breeze went through the glen. Setting off tiny ripples of warmth from the sun. Until high up above there was a tiny crack and an icicle did fall which set off another and another.
--Way down below in the middle of his play Brownie did stop, it seemed his tail was on fire and his nose was a twitter. He looked all around for the danger and didn’t see any. And then he looked up and almost fainted with dread .Falling from the tree’s above were a million icicle‘s that looked like daggers. And he knew right then he really should have listened to his dear old mother.
--With a mighty leap and a hop he started back to their home as fast as he could. With each close call and near miss he prayed for just one more chance to get just one more kiss from his dear old sweet mother.
--When he was about a foot away from the entrance he realized he wasn’t going to make it. He had no more to give his little heart was about ready to explode in his chest.
--All of a sudden he felt a pain in his neck and he was flying though the air. He landed in the entrance to his home just as there was a mighty crash.
--When the snow finally settled he looked back at the entrance and was quite amazed to see his mother standing there covered in snow dust but safe as could be. It was then that he realized who had saved him.
He ran to her side and hugged and cried. She patted his head and together they went to snuggle the others.
-- I guess the moral of it all might be no matter what we may think sometimes it’s best to listen to your dear old mother….
--She really didn’t blame them it was a tight fit and everybody was raring to go outside. If only for a little while. But every time she poked her head out and looked around. Her tail quivered and she had to frown.
--Because not only was there tons of snow everywhere but the branches of the trees were covered with ice. And if she wasn’t mistaken it was starting to warm up.
--With head hung low she started back to tell her little ones they’d have to wait for just a little while longer. She knew they would be upset, especially little Brownie who was such a stubborn one. But what choice did
She have, she remembered that fateful day when her dear old sweet husband just refused listen. And went out on a day such as this when the hanging ice did glisten. She shuttered at the dreary thought of that day.
--With eyes filled with expectation they all looked at her when she returned, she shook her head to let them know it just wasn’t safe yet, and had to wait just a little longer.
-- All were a little sad but returned to their play, all except Brownie. Who reminded her it looked like such a nice day, he couldn’t understand why they couldn’t go out. Just for a few seconds and get some fresh air.
--So she told him again of all she had learned, of all of the thing’s she try’s to pass along. He listened and rolled his eyes you see and finally went off to sulk because he didn’t really understand why it just had to be.
--As the morning sun progressed to finally reign in the noon day sky. The little ones were napping and the mommy bunny was taking a much needed brake. When she turned her back for a second one little bunny made his way slowly out of the log, out into the bright light of the noon day.
--He loved his mother he really did, but sometimes he was sure all she cared about was finding new ways to spoil his fun. Because it seemed like that’s all she’d ever really done.
--When he finally reached the little ridge above their home he took a deep breath and sighed what a relief to be outside. No more being cramped and stepped on by those pesky little ones. He was free and he was going to have some fun.
--He hopped and he jumped, and he ran about. It was so much better being outside than in. He bounced around and shuttered with glee oh what an old fuss bucket his mother could be.
--About this time a warm gentle breeze went through the glen. Setting off tiny ripples of warmth from the sun. Until high up above there was a tiny crack and an icicle did fall which set off another and another.
--Way down below in the middle of his play Brownie did stop, it seemed his tail was on fire and his nose was a twitter. He looked all around for the danger and didn’t see any. And then he looked up and almost fainted with dread .Falling from the tree’s above were a million icicle‘s that looked like daggers. And he knew right then he really should have listened to his dear old mother.
--With a mighty leap and a hop he started back to their home as fast as he could. With each close call and near miss he prayed for just one more chance to get just one more kiss from his dear old sweet mother.
--When he was about a foot away from the entrance he realized he wasn’t going to make it. He had no more to give his little heart was about ready to explode in his chest.
--All of a sudden he felt a pain in his neck and he was flying though the air. He landed in the entrance to his home just as there was a mighty crash.
--When the snow finally settled he looked back at the entrance and was quite amazed to see his mother standing there covered in snow dust but safe as could be. It was then that he realized who had saved him.
He ran to her side and hugged and cried. She patted his head and together they went to snuggle the others.
-- I guess the moral of it all might be no matter what we may think sometimes it’s best to listen to your dear old mother….
Saturday, May 9, 2015
CHANGING HEADLIGHTS....
--Changing headlights in a car used to be pretty simple. These days you have to have tiny little spider monkey hands and be more flexible than I‘ll ever be. And then it'll probably still be a job.
--When my wife told me one of her headlights in her car were out I figured no problem.
--Boy was I fooled. Buying the dang fool headlight was the easiest part. Trying to put a fat ham fist into a hole meant for a spider monkey big problem. I worked at it for bout a hour till my wife came out and asked if I needed help.
--I explained what it was I was trying to do. She smiled and said "let me try." of course she got the dang fool bulb in in two seconds. The dang fool was problem watching me for a hour laughing it up with her little tiny hands....
--When my wife told me one of her headlights in her car were out I figured no problem.
--Boy was I fooled. Buying the dang fool headlight was the easiest part. Trying to put a fat ham fist into a hole meant for a spider monkey big problem. I worked at it for bout a hour till my wife came out and asked if I needed help.
--I explained what it was I was trying to do. She smiled and said "let me try." of course she got the dang fool bulb in in two seconds. The dang fool was problem watching me for a hour laughing it up with her little tiny hands....
GOOD MORNING KISS....
--Waking up with a good morning kiss is nice if it's from your wife. When it's from a whack a doodle cat, it gets a tad annoying.
--Having gotten my attention by licking my face the whack a doodle cat had to let me know my wife had gone some where without me.
--Apparently the fool couldn't handle the fact that she had went somewhere without me. I tried to explain she was a big girl and didn’t need me to find her way about. But it fell on deaf ears because the fool sat in the window crying until my wife came home.
--When I told my wife about what happened she thought it was the sweetest thing. I’m still not sure if it was because the cat was worried or the fact the fool woke me with a kiss....
--Having gotten my attention by licking my face the whack a doodle cat had to let me know my wife had gone some where without me.
--Apparently the fool couldn't handle the fact that she had went somewhere without me. I tried to explain she was a big girl and didn’t need me to find her way about. But it fell on deaf ears because the fool sat in the window crying until my wife came home.
--When I told my wife about what happened she thought it was the sweetest thing. I’m still not sure if it was because the cat was worried or the fact the fool woke me with a kiss....
WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES…
--Feel good days are nice. Except being the old fool that you are you forget not to over do it. And as a result walk around the next day like you’ve wailed on with a bag of rocks all night.
--At that’s what usually happens in my case.
--You’d think that a fella my age would learn a thing or two over the years. But nope the same thing happens every time.
--Get one feel good day go whack a doodle crazy and then pay for it for few days after. Oh well I guess it could be worse. At lest it’s not I didn’t make the most of the dang fool feel good day….
--At that’s what usually happens in my case.
--You’d think that a fella my age would learn a thing or two over the years. But nope the same thing happens every time.
--Get one feel good day go whack a doodle crazy and then pay for it for few days after. Oh well I guess it could be worse. At lest it’s not I didn’t make the most of the dang fool feel good day….
MAGIC MOMENTS....
--Most times you never realize or see them coming. But happen they do. And afterwards you sigh and say wow if your lucky enough to be still standing.
--You’d think after all these years I wouldn’t be surprised when one of those magic moments comes along. But being the old fool that I am I was. What can I say I guess I’ve been jaded by the constant oppression of just living life from day to day?
--But once again when the old magic moment came along all I could say was wow.
--Oh and of course there was a lot of thanking god involved…..
--You’d think after all these years I wouldn’t be surprised when one of those magic moments comes along. But being the old fool that I am I was. What can I say I guess I’ve been jaded by the constant oppression of just living life from day to day?
--But once again when the old magic moment came along all I could say was wow.
--Oh and of course there was a lot of thanking god involved…..
Friday, May 8, 2015
WEEDING BLUE BERRIES....
--While my wife was puttering around the front yard, I figured I go weed my blue berries. Good idea just forgot a few things. Like my dang fool cane.
--Getting down one the ground was no problem, gravity being what it is. Getting up well lets just say I was glad my neighbor decided to put up his stockade fence with silver sheeting for cover. So he wouldn't see my fool self crawling across the yard until I found something to leverage myself off the ground with.
--All it all it was a memorable experience. Pulling weeds is always fun if you don't mind the little tiny blank spiders my dang fool yard seems to be infested with.
--And then of course there's the dimblub cats who figure your crawling around on the ground because you want to play. Of course it could have been worse, I could have fallen in one of the craters gopher dog dug.....
--Getting down one the ground was no problem, gravity being what it is. Getting up well lets just say I was glad my neighbor decided to put up his stockade fence with silver sheeting for cover. So he wouldn't see my fool self crawling across the yard until I found something to leverage myself off the ground with.
--All it all it was a memorable experience. Pulling weeds is always fun if you don't mind the little tiny blank spiders my dang fool yard seems to be infested with.
--And then of course there's the dimblub cats who figure your crawling around on the ground because you want to play. Of course it could have been worse, I could have fallen in one of the craters gopher dog dug.....
THE WONDERS OF WINDOW SCREENS....
--Growing up window screens were made of metal and quite sturdy. Today of course their made of plastic and as flimsy as a late night excuse.
--When we had the misfortune of trying to buy window screens at the always sells for less store. We were left with only one option of course. And that was those dang fool plastic contraptions.
--Now don't get me wrong they work sort of. If you don't mind the gap at the top that lets all the dang fool creepy crawlies in the house. Which of course you have to escort outside because your children call you all sorts of names when you made the mistake of killing the dang fool things.
--Oh and lest not forget if you happen to have the dang fool plastic bracket pop off that holds the dang screen together. There's another can of worms to be dealt with. After trying endless combinations your lucky if you can get the dang fool screen in the window before you pass out from heat stroke.....
--When we had the misfortune of trying to buy window screens at the always sells for less store. We were left with only one option of course. And that was those dang fool plastic contraptions.
--Now don't get me wrong they work sort of. If you don't mind the gap at the top that lets all the dang fool creepy crawlies in the house. Which of course you have to escort outside because your children call you all sorts of names when you made the mistake of killing the dang fool things.
--Oh and lest not forget if you happen to have the dang fool plastic bracket pop off that holds the dang screen together. There's another can of worms to be dealt with. After trying endless combinations your lucky if you can get the dang fool screen in the window before you pass out from heat stroke.....
HE'S BACK....
--My wife clams I’m an old fool who loves routine. Which of course is true but I try real hard not to admit it. Even though we both know I’m lying.
--Drinking coffee on the porch watching the sun come up has become a part of my morning routine. Along with checking my blue berries, after the sun comes up. Not before because there’s to many dang crater’s in the yard thanks to gopher dog. A lesson I had to learn the hard way stumbling through the yard one morning.
--It was on one of my morning walks that I had the misfortune of hearing that dang fool crow crowing from the tree next to my blue berries. If that wasn't bad enough he flew down and buzzed me a few times before flying back up to the dang tree. Talk about a stick in the eye.
--Now don't get me wrong I like just about any thing. And will give just about anything a chance. But a blue berry eating dang fool crow that’s pushing things. Of course my wife thinks I’m being a tad over dramatic. but I’m sure she'll come around when I finish cutting down his dang fool tree....
--Drinking coffee on the porch watching the sun come up has become a part of my morning routine. Along with checking my blue berries, after the sun comes up. Not before because there’s to many dang crater’s in the yard thanks to gopher dog. A lesson I had to learn the hard way stumbling through the yard one morning.
--It was on one of my morning walks that I had the misfortune of hearing that dang fool crow crowing from the tree next to my blue berries. If that wasn't bad enough he flew down and buzzed me a few times before flying back up to the dang tree. Talk about a stick in the eye.
--Now don't get me wrong I like just about any thing. And will give just about anything a chance. But a blue berry eating dang fool crow that’s pushing things. Of course my wife thinks I’m being a tad over dramatic. but I’m sure she'll come around when I finish cutting down his dang fool tree....
FRENCH TOAST ANYONE....
--Apparently for some fool reason it was with great delight I found out I like French toast.
--Don't ask me how this little tid bit failed to grasp my attention all these years. but it did.
--My wife made breakfast the other day and along with all the goodies French toast was in the mix. Which was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. I was in love all over again.
--I guess it just goes to prove you can learn something every day. If you keep a open mind that is.....
--Don't ask me how this little tid bit failed to grasp my attention all these years. but it did.
--My wife made breakfast the other day and along with all the goodies French toast was in the mix. Which was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. I was in love all over again.
--I guess it just goes to prove you can learn something every day. If you keep a open mind that is.....
Thursday, May 7, 2015
THAT’S WOMAN'S WORK....
--Growing up in a male dominated society the one thing you always heard was housework was women’s work.
--Of course it wasn't until years later after raising four children and taking care of the house with my wife that I realized the folly of the dang fool statement. Most men when they utter the company line don't know what the Sam hill there talking about.
--Try spending eight hours taking care of four children and keeping a house from the brink of disaster. Not to mention the odd ball assortment of pets, and mishaps. Believe me it would drive the most hardened person over the edge. I’ve seen my wife take control of situations with a look and a nod of her head that had me at my wits end for hours.
--And not to mention the next day after moving furniture all day. Feeling like you've been wailed on with a bag of rocks. While your dang fool wife asks you with a Pollyanna smile, “well, what do you want to do today dear?” How in the Sam hill this women does it I’ll never know. But I will say one thing lesser men would probably just mumble as they tried to crawl into their coffee cup.....
--Of course it wasn't until years later after raising four children and taking care of the house with my wife that I realized the folly of the dang fool statement. Most men when they utter the company line don't know what the Sam hill there talking about.
--Try spending eight hours taking care of four children and keeping a house from the brink of disaster. Not to mention the odd ball assortment of pets, and mishaps. Believe me it would drive the most hardened person over the edge. I’ve seen my wife take control of situations with a look and a nod of her head that had me at my wits end for hours.
--And not to mention the next day after moving furniture all day. Feeling like you've been wailed on with a bag of rocks. While your dang fool wife asks you with a Pollyanna smile, “well, what do you want to do today dear?” How in the Sam hill this women does it I’ll never know. But I will say one thing lesser men would probably just mumble as they tried to crawl into their coffee cup.....
THE WONDERS OF SURROUND SOUND....
--I like moving the furniture around as much as the next fella. But there are certain things that must be taken into account when doing this.
--Like the placement of the dang fool speakers for the surround sound system and if the dang fool things are still working.
--There’s nothing worse than finding out when your ready to watch TV at night that one of the thing’s you have forgotten in your dang fool moving furniture day. Was checking the dang fool surround sound speakers.
--Of course every speaker in the house was working except where you were sitting. And of course it took another hour of moving the dang fool gigantic entertainment center. And checking wires before the problem was solved. But that’s life in the house of whack a doodle ness....
--Like the placement of the dang fool speakers for the surround sound system and if the dang fool things are still working.
--There’s nothing worse than finding out when your ready to watch TV at night that one of the thing’s you have forgotten in your dang fool moving furniture day. Was checking the dang fool surround sound speakers.
--Of course every speaker in the house was working except where you were sitting. And of course it took another hour of moving the dang fool gigantic entertainment center. And checking wires before the problem was solved. But that’s life in the house of whack a doodle ness....
WELL HELLO THERE....
--Having cleaned off the porch of winters legacy. It's been kind of nice to sit at the table under the umbrella drinking coffee early in the morning.
--Even though the porch light with it's motion sensor can't seem to sense the presence of a man drinking coffee. But has no problem sensing a dang fool cat. And as a result comes on and then goes off like some dang fool caution light signaling traffic.
--It was during one of the off times that I felt something nudging my leg. Thinking it was a dang fool cat I reached down and started petting it. Of course when the dang fool light came on I realized I was petting a dang fool skunk with two little babies. Realizing it might be a good idea to be cool I finished petting the dang fool thing and watched as it moseyed along to try out the remnants of the dimblub cats dinner from their dish.
--Figuring it would be a good idea to leave before the mama skunk came back for more T.L.C. I moved by coffee drinking butt back inside. And added fixing the dang fool porch light to the top of my things to do list....
--Even though the porch light with it's motion sensor can't seem to sense the presence of a man drinking coffee. But has no problem sensing a dang fool cat. And as a result comes on and then goes off like some dang fool caution light signaling traffic.
--It was during one of the off times that I felt something nudging my leg. Thinking it was a dang fool cat I reached down and started petting it. Of course when the dang fool light came on I realized I was petting a dang fool skunk with two little babies. Realizing it might be a good idea to be cool I finished petting the dang fool thing and watched as it moseyed along to try out the remnants of the dimblub cats dinner from their dish.
--Figuring it would be a good idea to leave before the mama skunk came back for more T.L.C. I moved by coffee drinking butt back inside. And added fixing the dang fool porch light to the top of my things to do list....
WELL THAT WAS NICE....
--Trying to sleep in a house filled with humid unmoving air is a pain. All fans do is blow the dang fool air around. Which is like being slapped in the face with a bathroom blow dryer.
--Of course everyone is crying for air conditioners. Even as much as I have pointed out summer hasn’t even begun. They refuse to hear my words.
--So air conditioners it will be and in a few days they'll be crying there cold. But that’s life I guess.
--Myself even though it was uncomfortable it was a heck of a way better than 500lbs. of blankets and still being cold. But I guess to each his own. That’s what makes this country great everyone’s right to choose....
--Of course everyone is crying for air conditioners. Even as much as I have pointed out summer hasn’t even begun. They refuse to hear my words.
--So air conditioners it will be and in a few days they'll be crying there cold. But that’s life I guess.
--Myself even though it was uncomfortable it was a heck of a way better than 500lbs. of blankets and still being cold. But I guess to each his own. That’s what makes this country great everyone’s right to choose....
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
DISAPPERING FRENCH FRIES….
--If there’s one thing I hate it’s trying to fill a basket with cooked French fries. And keep the dang thing filled.
--If there’s one thing that brings the kleptomaniac behavior out in people it’ hot French fries.
--Especially in the house of whack a doodle where we live. These people are like a roving band who’s one purpose is to keep me hostage frying French fries all night.
--It’s actually gotten to the point where I have to guard the dang basket. And watch the fools like a hawk…..
--If there’s one thing that brings the kleptomaniac behavior out in people it’ hot French fries.
--Especially in the house of whack a doodle where we live. These people are like a roving band who’s one purpose is to keep me hostage frying French fries all night.
--It’s actually gotten to the point where I have to guard the dang basket. And watch the fools like a hawk…..
BUNNY HOPPING CATS…
--You know your grass is to tall when the cats who hang around your house are hopping around like a bunch of bunny rabbits. At lest that’s the way my wife put it to me.
--Of course I tried to tell it was the cat food from the always sells for less store but she wasn’t buying it.
--So along with all the other whack a doodle in and out’s of life in the country. It look’s like mowing the dang fool crater infested yard has been moved up a notch on the things to do list.
--Now if I could find the dang fool thing’s to do list I might know what to expect….
--Of course I tried to tell it was the cat food from the always sells for less store but she wasn’t buying it.
--So along with all the other whack a doodle in and out’s of life in the country. It look’s like mowing the dang fool crater infested yard has been moved up a notch on the things to do list.
--Now if I could find the dang fool thing’s to do list I might know what to expect….
CAN’T WAIT ANY LONGER….
--A couple of days of warm temp’s and they threw in the towel. They had to have their a/c.
--It probably wouldn’t have been bad but we live in a house of whack a doodle ness. Every room has a different problem. None of the windows are the same size, or height. So putting in a/c has it’s own brand of problems.
--But like everything else in this crazy whack a doodle house it just makes the job take longer.
--Of course after the a/c was in they started complaining it was to cold. But it wasn’t like I didn’t expect it. That’s just life living in a whack a doodle house with a bunch of whack a doodle’s….
--It probably wouldn’t have been bad but we live in a house of whack a doodle ness. Every room has a different problem. None of the windows are the same size, or height. So putting in a/c has it’s own brand of problems.
--But like everything else in this crazy whack a doodle house it just makes the job take longer.
--Of course after the a/c was in they started complaining it was to cold. But it wasn’t like I didn’t expect it. That’s just life living in a whack a doodle house with a bunch of whack a doodle’s….
YOU JUST CAN’T DO ONE….
--Putting in a/c is a pain in the neck. Usually because like everything else in this crazy whack a doodle house it’s not that easy.
--In order to put the dang fool a/c in you have to rearrange the dang fool furniture.
--Which isn’t so bad if you like playing with a giant Chinese puzzle box. Because for every action theirs a reaction. Especially in a house of whack a doodle ness.
--Of course my wife is in her glory. If there’s one thing that dang fool women enjoys it’ changing the dang fool furniture around….
--In order to put the dang fool a/c in you have to rearrange the dang fool furniture.
--Which isn’t so bad if you like playing with a giant Chinese puzzle box. Because for every action theirs a reaction. Especially in a house of whack a doodle ness.
--Of course my wife is in her glory. If there’s one thing that dang fool women enjoys it’ changing the dang fool furniture around….
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
SALE PRICE VS REGULAR PRICE....
--Making a menu out of what the grocery stores have on sale is a gift my wife has been blessed with.
--The woman has the ability to come up with some best dang meals we've ever had just buying what’s on sale.
--Myself I like two four’s. doing one thing and accomplishing two thing's. We save money, and we have some real dang good meals to boot.
--Of course the down side is you have to hit about 5 different store to accomplish this. But it's so darn nice out the ride’s well worth it....
--The woman has the ability to come up with some best dang meals we've ever had just buying what’s on sale.
--Myself I like two four’s. doing one thing and accomplishing two thing's. We save money, and we have some real dang good meals to boot.
--Of course the down side is you have to hit about 5 different store to accomplish this. But it's so darn nice out the ride’s well worth it....
DIVIDING MEAT....
--After all the hard work of going out and buying groceries the last thing I want to do is divide the dang fool meat when I get home.
--But as my wife so happily points out the purpose to buying bulk is so we can make meals up.
--So divide it is. And I must admit she's right of course. As usual her logic is more clear cut than my ability to stay on track.
--Looking back on the whole come home and divide meat thing. I’ve come to realize it's more important to stay focused than it is to just shove stuff in the freezer….
--But as my wife so happily points out the purpose to buying bulk is so we can make meals up.
--So divide it is. And I must admit she's right of course. As usual her logic is more clear cut than my ability to stay on track.
--Looking back on the whole come home and divide meat thing. I’ve come to realize it's more important to stay focused than it is to just shove stuff in the freezer….
CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE...
--Drinking coffee under a fool moon on my front porch I have to marvel at my neighbors chicken. The dang fool bird crows constantly. I swear he’s got to be the skinniest chicken ever. With the amount of energy he puts into crowing.
--Of course his turkeys have to get into the act with the gobble thing. Lets not forget the other fool chicken sitting in my apple tree answering his friend.
--Any moment I expect a clown to step out from behind a tree with a giant squeaker horn yelling welcome to the big top.
--But like I said the dang fool bird is constituent if anything and you have to admire that I guess.....
--Of course his turkeys have to get into the act with the gobble thing. Lets not forget the other fool chicken sitting in my apple tree answering his friend.
--Any moment I expect a clown to step out from behind a tree with a giant squeaker horn yelling welcome to the big top.
--But like I said the dang fool bird is constituent if anything and you have to admire that I guess.....
WALKING THE DINNER BELL BACK....
--Over the course of the last few years the dinner bell has been getting later and later. Of course this has many unforeseen circumstances attached. And the outcome has been far from happy times.
--Walking the dinner bell back has become a major hurdle. One that seems to have many string attached. And the funny thing is when you start cutting strings you find more and more.
--Of course change is nice. I for one have learned to look forward to it. Sometimes kicking and screaming all the way. But in the end I accepted it.
--As far as late night dinner’s that’s where I have to draw the line….
--Walking the dinner bell back has become a major hurdle. One that seems to have many string attached. And the funny thing is when you start cutting strings you find more and more.
--Of course change is nice. I for one have learned to look forward to it. Sometimes kicking and screaming all the way. But in the end I accepted it.
--As far as late night dinner’s that’s where I have to draw the line….
Monday, May 4, 2015
SCOBBY DOO-ING IN THE KICTION...
--Using a circular saw in the house has a tendency to have unforeseen problems. The wife and children usually run for the hills. The wife holding the first aid kit close at hand.
--Cats kittens and dogs all freak out.
--This usually ends up with a lot of them doing the old scobby doo running thing. Which if your not careful can have unforeseen consequences.
Like cutting a good sized chuck out of the kitchen table.
--And just for future notice turning the table to the wall to hide the cut doesn’t work when your wife likes to change the furniture around a lot….
--Cats kittens and dogs all freak out.
--This usually ends up with a lot of them doing the old scobby doo running thing. Which if your not careful can have unforeseen consequences.
Like cutting a good sized chuck out of the kitchen table.
--And just for future notice turning the table to the wall to hide the cut doesn’t work when your wife likes to change the furniture around a lot….
IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT.…
--The flower's are out in full bloom. It's kind of nice riding about the country seeing everything in bloom.
--Robins, along with black birds have been visiting the house. And even the dimblub cats seem glad to see them.
--Of course waffles thinks their booger from the dark world come to take him away. But even he only barks to say hi I guess.
--Of course the grass is growing in leaps and bounds. Waiting patiently for me to mow. My wife keeps reminding me it's about time.....
--Robins, along with black birds have been visiting the house. And even the dimblub cats seem glad to see them.
--Of course waffles thinks their booger from the dark world come to take him away. But even he only barks to say hi I guess.
--Of course the grass is growing in leaps and bounds. Waiting patiently for me to mow. My wife keeps reminding me it's about time.....
IT THAT THUNDER....
--Shutting the internet off when it rains and thunders is kind of a must. At least that’s what I tell the children.
--Usually it's a case of like to see their smiling faces for more than a few passing moments. And needing a reason.
--when it starts to rain and thunder we’ll shut of the internet and spend the night watching TV as a family. It’s kind of nice even if you have to deal with the question when do you think it’ll stop raining every five minutes.
--These days I’ll take what ever I can get. To get everybody in the same room for more than the time it takes to fill their plates for dinner….
--Usually it's a case of like to see their smiling faces for more than a few passing moments. And needing a reason.
--when it starts to rain and thunder we’ll shut of the internet and spend the night watching TV as a family. It’s kind of nice even if you have to deal with the question when do you think it’ll stop raining every five minutes.
--These days I’ll take what ever I can get. To get everybody in the same room for more than the time it takes to fill their plates for dinner….
CHICKENS IN THE TREES.....
--Living in the country you get used to the sounds you hear. Crickets, birds crowing, farmers spreading cow poo in the hedge row along your property, car rushing buy at god awful speeds. and now chickens in the trees. It takes a certain constitution to sit on my porch let me tell you.
--Apparently my neighbors chickens have given up on serenading us at all hours of the night. To try a new tactic, sitting in our trees crowing to each other.
--At first I thought I was losing it when they started this new game. But no so luck I guess. One sits in the tree in our yard and another sits in a tree in his yard and they crow back and forth.
--I guess that’s life in the country. When living next to chickens who can’t remember their boundaries....
--Apparently my neighbors chickens have given up on serenading us at all hours of the night. To try a new tactic, sitting in our trees crowing to each other.
--At first I thought I was losing it when they started this new game. But no so luck I guess. One sits in the tree in our yard and another sits in a tree in his yard and they crow back and forth.
--I guess that’s life in the country. When living next to chickens who can’t remember their boundaries....
Sunday, May 3, 2015
BOTTLE RETURNS.....
--It used to be one of the chore's I hated. Dragging your bottles back to the store to return them. Mostly because certain store's gave you such a hard time, it was like pulling teeth to get them to take the dang fool bottles back.
--They either wanted all the caps of, or have the dang fool things all washed out or just about anything they could think up to keep from having to take the dang fool things back.
--Then somebody came up with the dang fool machine that took bottles and cans. Which was either full, or out of order, or just wouldn't accept the dang fool bottle or can. Which of course was a pain in the neck when you had to go and argue with the people who sold you the stupid bottle or can.
--But recently a new place came to our little town. Where all you have to do is dump the dang fool things out and they count them. Easy peasy ,and their always cheerful at the end of the whole process. It’s a rather enjoyable experience let me tell you. And a long time coming as far as I’m concerned....
--They either wanted all the caps of, or have the dang fool things all washed out or just about anything they could think up to keep from having to take the dang fool things back.
--Then somebody came up with the dang fool machine that took bottles and cans. Which was either full, or out of order, or just wouldn't accept the dang fool bottle or can. Which of course was a pain in the neck when you had to go and argue with the people who sold you the stupid bottle or can.
--But recently a new place came to our little town. Where all you have to do is dump the dang fool things out and they count them. Easy peasy ,and their always cheerful at the end of the whole process. It’s a rather enjoyable experience let me tell you. And a long time coming as far as I’m concerned....
JUST FOR SAKE OF....
--I’ve always had a problem with doing things just because everyone else does. Don't ask me why but I’ve always stuck to the left of norm. My wife say's it's my abnormal ness.
--I guess it's just a curse of being thick headed.
--As I get older I’ve had a few enlightenment's, over the years. Raising children and living with a house full of constantly changing pets with do that to you I guess.
--But through it all I’ve pretty much maintained my left ward slant….
PICKING AND POKING.....
--As my children get older I find my voice has less of a influence. Not that it had much of a influence when they were younger, it was just a case of we better listen or else I guess.
--Now it's a case of picking which thing's you want to debate. And if you want to poke the nest of their resistance.
--They've pretty much made up their minds about certain thing's and figure dear old mom and dad are better humored than ignored.
--Oh every once in a while they still are able to surprise you, with something they've learned from the source. But it seems lately there far and few between.....
--Now it's a case of picking which thing's you want to debate. And if you want to poke the nest of their resistance.
--They've pretty much made up their minds about certain thing's and figure dear old mom and dad are better humored than ignored.
--Oh every once in a while they still are able to surprise you, with something they've learned from the source. But it seems lately there far and few between.....
PLAYING IN THE MUD WITH WILBUR....
--Ever try to turn a 400lb pig around. Unless your superman it's darn near impossible. Of course you'd think a fella who's had his fair share of run in's with run away pigs would remember that. But like everything else in life when you get older you tend to forget the lessons you learned in your youth.
--One day my oldest ran in the house to let me know the fool pig Wilbur had escaped her pen again. There really wasn't much to worry about because she usually just ran around and followed the children. But lately because of her size they were a little frightened of her. Especially since her favorite game was chasing them at full tilt and stopping just before a collision was eminent. This would produce screams of fright from the children and howls of glee from the fool pig.
--Well I ran outside to try and convince the whack a doodle to get her butt back in her pen. As usual no amount of pushing and pulling from me was going to do anything until she was ready. While trying to push the dang fool pig along I slipped in the mud. And landed on my backside in the mud. of course the fool pig seeing that I was down saw a perfect opportunity to have fun at my expense and come over and sat on my lap. And proceeded to howl with glee.
--About this time of course my wife decided to make a appearance. She took one look at the whole thing smiled and yelled at the fool pig." Wilbur you be a good girl and get back in your pen." The fool pig hearing my wife's voice turned to me smiled like a fool and got up and followed my wife down to her pen with the children. me I just sat there for a few moments waiting for feeling to come back to my legs before getting up.
--When I got down to the pen my wife said," don't you think your getting a little old to be playing in the mud"
--One day my oldest ran in the house to let me know the fool pig Wilbur had escaped her pen again. There really wasn't much to worry about because she usually just ran around and followed the children. But lately because of her size they were a little frightened of her. Especially since her favorite game was chasing them at full tilt and stopping just before a collision was eminent. This would produce screams of fright from the children and howls of glee from the fool pig.
--Well I ran outside to try and convince the whack a doodle to get her butt back in her pen. As usual no amount of pushing and pulling from me was going to do anything until she was ready. While trying to push the dang fool pig along I slipped in the mud. And landed on my backside in the mud. of course the fool pig seeing that I was down saw a perfect opportunity to have fun at my expense and come over and sat on my lap. And proceeded to howl with glee.
--About this time of course my wife decided to make a appearance. She took one look at the whole thing smiled and yelled at the fool pig." Wilbur you be a good girl and get back in your pen." The fool pig hearing my wife's voice turned to me smiled like a fool and got up and followed my wife down to her pen with the children. me I just sat there for a few moments waiting for feeling to come back to my legs before getting up.
--When I got down to the pen my wife said," don't you think your getting a little old to be playing in the mud"
Saturday, May 2, 2015
THERE'S SNAKES IN THE TREE'S.....
--There has been a garter snake hanging around our place for the last 3-4 years. Every spring I find it's dang skin it’s shed and every year the dang thing looks longer than the last.
--Now myself I really don't mind snakes. As long as the dang fool things leave me the Sam hill alone. Same goes for bugs for that matter.
--But this dang fool snake seems to take great joy in hanging around pestering me. Every once in awhile I’ll catch a glimpse of the dang thing out of the corner of my eye while mowing. And a couple of times I’ve seen the dang fool thing wrapped around a branch in the dang trees.
--Of course when I tell my wife about the dang thing she just gives me that why you old dang whack a doodle look. Every year I keep waiting for her to catch a glimpse of the dang thing. But so far it only seems to want to pester me....
--Now myself I really don't mind snakes. As long as the dang fool things leave me the Sam hill alone. Same goes for bugs for that matter.
--But this dang fool snake seems to take great joy in hanging around pestering me. Every once in awhile I’ll catch a glimpse of the dang thing out of the corner of my eye while mowing. And a couple of times I’ve seen the dang fool thing wrapped around a branch in the dang trees.
--Of course when I tell my wife about the dang thing she just gives me that why you old dang whack a doodle look. Every year I keep waiting for her to catch a glimpse of the dang thing. But so far it only seems to want to pester me....
THE BEE'S ARE BACK.....
--What with all screens being popped into window it was bound to happen. And sure enough it happened. The bee's invaded.
--Now having to get rid of a bee flying around scaring people is a pain in the neck. Having to escort the dang fool bee outside with out killing the dang thing is twice as hard.
--Luckily there's been no accidents so far and the dang fool bee's were sent on their way.
--Of course my wife and children would rather I just get rid of the fools and quit fooling around. But I figure what the heck, it’s worth a couple extra min to give the fools a chance.....
--Now having to get rid of a bee flying around scaring people is a pain in the neck. Having to escort the dang fool bee outside with out killing the dang thing is twice as hard.
--Luckily there's been no accidents so far and the dang fool bee's were sent on their way.
--Of course my wife and children would rather I just get rid of the fools and quit fooling around. But I figure what the heck, it’s worth a couple extra min to give the fools a chance.....
SLEEPING ALL DAY....
--Apparently when your a cat sleeping all day is what you do. In the course of the day you follow the sun around the house. And then take a nap where ever you find it.
--It wouldn't be so bad of course if the dang fool cat would sleep all night. You know like when I’m trying to sleep. But no he of course likes to sleep most of the day so he can sing the song of spring all night.
--Once in awhile he'll catch a mouse, and bring it over to show me. Which would be OK if I wasn't trying to sleep. But hey at lest he caught the dang fool mouse. Of course if he'd killed it first would be nice.
-- But I guess getting up isn't so bad as long as you have a reason….
--It wouldn't be so bad of course if the dang fool cat would sleep all night. You know like when I’m trying to sleep. But no he of course likes to sleep most of the day so he can sing the song of spring all night.
--Once in awhile he'll catch a mouse, and bring it over to show me. Which would be OK if I wasn't trying to sleep. But hey at lest he caught the dang fool mouse. Of course if he'd killed it first would be nice.
-- But I guess getting up isn't so bad as long as you have a reason….
CHECKING FLUIDS.....
--As simple as it is you'd think people would remember to do it more often. Myself included.
--Checking the fluids in the car isn't bad in the summer or spring or fall. But the winter can prove to be a problem because the dimblub cats have a tendency to crawl up next to the engine. Talk about a fright. There’s nothing worse than popping the hood and having a cat fly out at you.
--Lawnmowers and such are pretty easy unless you have a dang fool garter snake who like’s to play peek a boo. Which for some fool reason I’ve been blessed with.
--Of course my wife thinks I full it when I start about the trouble I have checking fluids. But I do notice she's more than happy to let me do it....
--Checking the fluids in the car isn't bad in the summer or spring or fall. But the winter can prove to be a problem because the dimblub cats have a tendency to crawl up next to the engine. Talk about a fright. There’s nothing worse than popping the hood and having a cat fly out at you.
--Lawnmowers and such are pretty easy unless you have a dang fool garter snake who like’s to play peek a boo. Which for some fool reason I’ve been blessed with.
--Of course my wife thinks I full it when I start about the trouble I have checking fluids. But I do notice she's more than happy to let me do it....
Friday, May 1, 2015
FROM THE FRONT SEAT....
--Sometimes I know how dogs feel when they ride in the car. Well not really but I can guess. Being trapped in the same day to day grind sometimes it's just nice to get out and go for a ride. And it really doesn't have to be anywhere special just as long as it somewhere.
--The last time we took waffles for a ride he was such a spaz I had to hold him in my lap. Which wasn't bad if you didn't mind being constantly kissed but a dang fool dog.
--But I guess I finally figured out why the Sam hill he was so excited. The last time we went to the store I was so excited I talked constantly.
--Apparently both my wife and daughter thought this was a tad unnerving because my daughter commented from the back seat with,” Gee mom I think maybe dad needs more outings." My wife and daughter both broke out with giggles. Guess that’s what I get for living with a bunch of whack a doodles....
--The last time we took waffles for a ride he was such a spaz I had to hold him in my lap. Which wasn't bad if you didn't mind being constantly kissed but a dang fool dog.
--But I guess I finally figured out why the Sam hill he was so excited. The last time we went to the store I was so excited I talked constantly.
--Apparently both my wife and daughter thought this was a tad unnerving because my daughter commented from the back seat with,” Gee mom I think maybe dad needs more outings." My wife and daughter both broke out with giggles. Guess that’s what I get for living with a bunch of whack a doodles....
GUESS WE SHOULD BE HAPPY.....
--Shopping in a store with a public bathroom is nice. Because sometimes you just have to go.
--Some public bathrooms are nice and clean and some well lets just say you try and touch very little.
--Some bathrooms have running water to wash your hands, and some sort of drying ability. And some well if they have running water your lucky.
--Being that times are hard I guess most stores that still have public bathroom figure we as customers should be happy with what we get. Which is what I’m thinking about when I’m drying my hands on my shirt while looking for a bottle of hand sanitizer.....
--Some public bathrooms are nice and clean and some well lets just say you try and touch very little.
--Some bathrooms have running water to wash your hands, and some sort of drying ability. And some well if they have running water your lucky.
--Being that times are hard I guess most stores that still have public bathroom figure we as customers should be happy with what we get. Which is what I’m thinking about when I’m drying my hands on my shirt while looking for a bottle of hand sanitizer.....
THE OLD CAT AND YOUTUBE KITTY'S....
--After years of playing leave my dang fool computer mouse alone. The old cat and I have reached a compromise.
--I get to drink my coffee in peace. And he gets to watch you tube kitty's.
--Don't ask me why but the fool loves kittens. And gets quite cranky if he doesn't get to watch the kitty's in the morning.
--Of course my wife thinks I’m nuts but it's her cat who has the kitty addiction....
--I get to drink my coffee in peace. And he gets to watch you tube kitty's.
--Don't ask me why but the fool loves kittens. And gets quite cranky if he doesn't get to watch the kitty's in the morning.
--Of course my wife thinks I’m nuts but it's her cat who has the kitty addiction....
YOU'D THINK I'D LEARN....
--Having spent the majority of the winter slipping on the dang fool ice and ending up on my backside. You'd think I’d learned I have the balance of a stretched out sock. But apparently not.
--Taking the dang fool dogs out is always a pain in the neck, more so when your not quite awake. Which is why I usually wait for a couple of cups of coffee first.
--This morning I broke my first rule, because the dang fool dogs were dancing around like nuts. I should of known. But like I said live and learn I guess.
--Everything was going well until we hit the dew soaked grass. And whamo down I went. Which wouldn't have been so bad I guess, but the dang fool dogs and dimblubs cats had to run over to see if I was all right .After 5 min of getting the fools of me I finally got the dang fool dogs hooked to their run. And of course I had to pet all the dimblub cats before they would let me back in the house.....
--Taking the dang fool dogs out is always a pain in the neck, more so when your not quite awake. Which is why I usually wait for a couple of cups of coffee first.
--This morning I broke my first rule, because the dang fool dogs were dancing around like nuts. I should of known. But like I said live and learn I guess.
--Everything was going well until we hit the dew soaked grass. And whamo down I went. Which wouldn't have been so bad I guess, but the dang fool dogs and dimblubs cats had to run over to see if I was all right .After 5 min of getting the fools of me I finally got the dang fool dogs hooked to their run. And of course I had to pet all the dimblub cats before they would let me back in the house.....
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