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Friday, June 30, 2006

Apropos of Aging Neighborhoods

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This cartoon is fairly apropos of what should happen to a few homes in our subdivision. Most of our houses were built in the mid to late 70's, and like most neighborhoods of a certain age, a few of the homes and yards have been allowed to deteriorate. In some instances, the fault can be laid to aging of the residents who do not have ready, willing and able family help. I can attest to the fact that motivation is often lacking as we age; the cares of home and yard maintenance seem to fall behind in our list of important things to do. Sometimes, the problem stems from too little money and/or a fixed income that allows only a small variance from the necessary monthly purchases and expenditures. That seems unlikely in our area, but one never knows.

Recently, all of the neighbors received a letter from our "Architectural Committee", a group of those who are very disturbed by what they see as the degrading of our subdivision by a few bad apples inhabiting the basket. They have good points in their arguments, but I believe they are being rather heavy handed about it. The letter was in the form of a questionnaire. Here is a sampling of the contents:

1. Are you aware of and familiar with W_________'s Restrictive Covenants?

2. Fundamentally, do you agree with the premise that poorly maintained properties in W______ have a significantly negative and adverse affect on every residence.......?

3. If the following options were available in respect to curing a poorly maintained property in W_____, how would you rank your preference: (Rank 1 through 5, where 5 is the top preference)

a. require the board to consult with the property owner
b. commence legal action against the property owner
c. volunteer your services to the property owner in an attempt to alleviate the problem
d. no nothing
e. other:_____________

Some real estate agents have reported that it is somewhat more difficult to sell a home here lately, due to the few with landscaping that have been allowed to deteriorate. That sets everyone's teeth on edge, of course, as no one likes to hear that his or her property may be devalued due to someone else's neglect.

I think one must be careful in going to an attorney about it. Bringing legal action is a rather severe way to go about achieving a solution, especially when tempers may run hot and the result may be more problems than existed originally. No house in our area has reached the point of no return, I think, and antagonizing the residents who are lackadaisical already is not the best way to get them to do what is right. Shouldn't the board consider that some may not be able to afford regular maintenance (due to divorce, widowhood, aging and/or fixed incomes, illness, etc.)?

My suggestion is for using restraint, in this and all neighborhood problems. This is one place where it is better to err on the side of conservatism. How would you handle it?






Thursday, June 29, 2006

The June Perfect Post Awards


The person I have nominated for the Perfect Post Awards for June is Jennifer, of Open Book. Her post about a visit to her grandmother in a nursing home tugs at the heartstrings and makes tears fill your eyes. For anyone who has a grandmother in a nursing home, ever did or may in the future, read it here:


http://chapternext.typepad.com/open_book/2006/06/fade_to_black.html


Men's Thesaurus


"I'M GOING FISHING" Means: "I'm going to drink myself dangerously stupid, and stand by a stream with a stick in my hand, while the fish swim by in complete safety."


"IT'S A GUY THING" Means: "There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical."


"CAN I HELP WITH DINNER?" Means: "Why isn't dinner already on the table?" This I KNOW to be true.


"UH HUH," "SURE, HONEY," OR "YES, DEAR..." Means: Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response.


"IT WOULD TAKE TOO LONG TO EXPLAIN" Means: "I have no idea how it works." and I'm not about to read the directions!"


"I WAS LISTENING TO YOU. IT'S JUST THAT I HAVE THINGS ON MY MIND." Means: "I was wondering if that redhead (or blonde or brunette) over there is wearing a bra."


"TAKE A BREAK HONEY, YOU ARE WORKING TOO HARD." Means: "I can't hear the game over the vacuum cleaner."


"THAT'S INTERESTING, DEAR." Means: "Are you still talking?"


"YOU KNOW HOW BAD MY MEMORY IS." Means: "I remember the theme song to'F Troop', the address of the first girl I ever kissed, and the vehicle identification numbers of every car I've ever owned, every basket, hit or tackle I ever made, but I forgot your birthday."


"I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU, AND GOT YOU THESE ROSES." Means: "The girl selling them on the corner was a real babe."


"OH, DON'T FUSS, I JUST CUT MYSELF, IT'S NO BIG DEAL." Means: "I have actually severed a limb, but will bleed to death before I admit that I am hurt."


"HEY, I'VE GOT MY REASONS FOR WHAT I'M DOING." Means: "And I sure hope I think of some pretty good reasons soon."


"I CAN'T FIND IT." Means: "It didn't fall into my outstretched hands, so I'm completely clueless." This is especially true in the grocery store!


"WHAT DID I DO THIS TIME?" Means: "What did you catch me at?"


"I HEARD YOU." Means: "I haven't the foggiest clue what you just said, and am hoping desperately that I can fake it well enough so that you don't spend the next 3 days yelling at me."


"YOU KNOW I COULD NEVER LOVE ANYONE ELSE" Means: "I am used to the way you yell at me, and realize it could be worse."


"YOU LOOK TERRIFIC." Means: "Please don't try on one more outfit, I'm starving."


"I'M NOT LOST. I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE WE ARE." Means: "No one will ever see us alive again."

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Odds and Ends ~ 6


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As if we don't have enough to worry about, check out this news about women's purses:

http://www.snopes.com/medical/disease/purse.asp
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gumshoe (GUM-shoo) noun
1. A detective.
2. A rubber overshoe.
[The word is an allusion to the quiet snooping that a detective is supposed
to do.]
The word is an example of the figure of speech called synecdoche in
which a part is used for the whole or vice versa. Another example is
the use of the word crown to refer to a king.

I have never heard of *synecdoche* before, which I find odd for an English major. Did they invent it after I graduated?

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Need a good laugh? Read this:

http://www.thewvsr.com/062806.htm

I admit it is rather juvenile, but this guy makes me laugh nearly every day.

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Can anyone explain why Jaguar would mail a DVD to ME advertising their new XK? God knows I couldn't afford to buy the rear-view mirror! It is a beautiful car, but as the old saying goes, "If you buy a Jag, get 2 so you'll have something to drive while the other one is in the repair shop."

If you feel inclined to buy one for me, I'll have the convertible, please, preferably in British racing green......LOL



Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Odds and Ends ~ 5


It's hard to be religious when certain people are never incinerated by bolts of lightning.

Bill Watterson, comic strip artist (1958- ), in his comic strip Calvin & Hobbes.

Do you miss Calvin & Hobbes as much as I do?
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I went to the drive through, bought lunch, drove behind the restaurant into a grocery store lot, where I park to eat and read. Sometimes that is the only way I can sit (and justify it) during the day. I lowered the car windows and was assaulted with "eau de dumpster". I always park in the same place, and that has never happened before. Perhaps the dumpster company is late picking up the trash? I know I will definitely find a new place to park in the future!

Peeeeeuuuuuw!

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Some of you post from time to time what keywords have brought people to your sites. I always find something to laugh about with yours, but seldom find anything amusing about the keywords used to find me. Until now.

"what's in a mcdonalds iced coffee?" Unnnnhhh, wouldn't you know this already? I mean not too much can be in it except coffee and ice, and whatever else you add....LOL


The Original Four Freshmen


Way back in my early days of blogging, I wrote about meeting the members of The Four Freshmen singing group. At the time, I couldn't for the life of me find the publicity photo that they gave me. So here it is; they signed their first names and I later filled in their last names (although I mispelled one of them.)

If you are too young to remember this group, known for their close harmony and jazzy renditions, read about them here, and listen to a sample:

http://www.vocalhalloffame.com/Inductees/four_freshmen.htm

They were pretty nice to the young, impressionable girl that I was in 1962. I just did a search for the previous post about them, and to my surprise, it was a year ago - June 27, 2005. Go check it out, if you are interested.

Monday, June 26, 2006

Dear Naomi is Having a Birthday!






My friend Naomi,

http://sitteninthehills64.blogspot.com/

is having a significant birthday today. Please go and wish her the Happiest Birthday ever, and tell her kenju sent you!

This woman brings us so much pleasure; reading her posts is always a treat, whether they be about her life and family, her show business experiences and friends or her cactus garden, the likes of which you've never seen before. If you don't have her on your blogroll - or in a favorites list - visit her now and you'll want to correct that!

You asked for flowers, Naomi, and this is the best I can do, given the distance from you (and the fact that I don't know your address). I included a froggie, Hoppy Birthday cake, in case you are craving green frosting........LOL

It is devoutly wished that this is your best birthday ever, filled with friends and family, good food, flowers and the libations of your choice. May the year ahead hold everything you've ever wanted, plus freedom from illness and infirmity. Have a great one, my dear, and many, many more. May you continue to entertain us for a long time to come.

Happy Birthday, Naomi!





Gardenias are Blooming in Kenju Land

Addenda below.


I took these photos last Friday, before the heavy rains hit. Now the gardenias (at least 25 of them) are drooping near the ground or deck, hanging on for dear life. There are a lot more buds on the plant though, so I'll have them for at least 10 more days, I think.

The wonderful aroma that wafts through the air when you walk out onto the deck is heavenly, if not downright orgasmic. It is too bad we don't have "smell-a-vision" or "smell-a-web", so I could share it with you. ENJOY!


*** the skies have opened up again, pouring harder than ever. The gardenias don't stand a chance, I fear. The pool almost reached the overflow point yesterday, so today's rain should do it. If this keeps up, we will have a deja vu about the back woods creek we had after Alberto. Having suffered through a drought for the last 1 1/2 years - it is odd to have the water levels filled and surpassed all in one week!

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Odds and Ends ~ 4

"This is the first lesson ye should learn:

There is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, it doesn't behoove any of us to speak evil of the rest of us. This is a universal law........."

Edgar Cayce Reading 3063-1


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Do you know anyone who epitomizes this saying?

It is not bigotry to be certain we are right; but it is bigotry to be unable to imagine how we might possibly have gone wrong. -G.K. Chesterton, essayist and novelist (1874-1936)


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Here's another good word for you. Use it; impress your friends......LOL


Nostomania (nos-tuh-MAY-nee-uh, -mayn-yuh) noun: An overwhelming desire to return home or to go back to familiar places.

From Greek nostos (a return home) + mania (excessive enthusiasm or madness).

Nostomania is an extreme form of nostalgia.

This spoke to me this week, since I just went back "home" for a school reunion.
This word, and another one everyday, comes from the website Wordsmith, and you can subscribe here:
http://wordsmith.org/awad/subscribe.html

Any linguaphiles among you? You will get a new word in your email inbox every morning, with definitions, examples and derivations. It is free, too.

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A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket. -Charles Peguy, poet and essayist (1873-1914)

Saturday, June 24, 2006

More frogs......

I have tried five times to post these pics and they keep disappearing from the drafts. Why???

This is yet another view and the final one of the "pig pile"; the real name of it is "Menage a Trois, but I could swear there are four frogs! Mr. kenju gave it to me as an anniversary present several years ago. It sits in the kitchen window and now and then I turn it around so I can see another view for a while.
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This little guy was given to me this spring by the same people who gave me "The Thinker" (previously posted), the largest frog I have. This little one sits on my kitchen counter, and I could swear his eyes follow me around! I have not named him yet. Any suggestions?
I think he has that "I know something you don't know" look on his face, don't you?
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These three guys are supposed to surround an umbrella pole, but this small table doesn't have one. My larger table with an umbrella is glass, and I have been afraid to put something as heavy as these frogs on it, for fear of breakage. These were given to me by the friend I re-posted about after my trip. They are heavy metal, of some sort, and should last forever, even though they show signs of weathering. I think they could hold a gazing ball. Wouldn't that look good?
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This concrete frog, with a piggybacking friend, sits in my kitchen window sill. It must have been a factory "second", since the small frog on top resembles a blob with feet, rather than another frog. I took some real frogs out of the pool skimmer last week that were piggybacked like this, but they had a larger purpose.......LOL  Posted by Picasa

Friday, June 23, 2006

More frogs Galore


Top: My handicapped concrete puppy. His foot is broken, so I have allowed the ivy to twine around his legs so it cannot be seen. The frog is named Michele, in honor of our esteemed

http://www.micheleagnew.com

We all know how she loves books, so I thought this was the perfect tribute to her!

The second photo is a close-up in a different position of the one I posted last week. It is a "pile" of different frogs, all climbing on each other. They are very creative and well-done, and their expressions are priceless. You have seen the fat one before, but he bears repeating, does he not?

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Thursday, June 22, 2006

Good Manners Have Left the Building


What Would You Do?

The health club hot tub was beckoning me today, even though the temperature outside is hovering around 97*. It has jacuzzi type jets which I used to enjoy, but after remodeling the spa they turned the jets straight up instead of out. This resulted in huge air bubbles that volcano up behind you, wet your hair, up your nose and in your ears, and do no good at all on your back. I prefer that they be turned off as much as possible when I am in there, so I can relax without three cups of water shooting into my ears.

I had just sat down in the 104* still waters, thanking my lucky stars that I had a membership there, when in walks a man about my age who promptly goes to the switch, turns it on and steps into the tub. I could not believe that he had done it without asking if I minded. If I had already been in the tub for 8-10 minutes (my usual stay), I would not have cared. Most people ask if it is okay to turn the jets on - especially if there is only one person in the tub - but he didn't even look in my direction. I immediately hauled myself out of the water and sat on the divider between the hot tub and the pool.

Just as quickly, I set my legs back down into the water, because it dawned on me that if I didn't, he would think that I got out of the tub because he is black. Believe it or not, there are a few people there sometimes, who will not enter the tub if there are blacks in it. I am certainly not one of those, but it occurred to me that he might think so if I didn't get back into it. So I waited patiently until he dove into the pool; I walked got out and turned it off. Luckily, no one else interrupted me before I was ready to exit. I wonder what he would have thought if the scene had happened like this: He is sitting in the tub, blissing out over the hot water and the jets, and I walk in and turn off the switch without asking, blithely stepping into the tub, seemingly oblivious (or blatantly uncaring) that I had done anything ill-mannered?

I try not to offend anyone with my words or actions, but there comes a time when I'd like to stop bending over backward to avoid it. I was at a restaurant drive through several years ago, when after having to wait a good while at the window, I placed the money on the pass through. The woman taking the orders looked at it, sneered at me and almost threw my change through the window before she thought better of it and slammed it down on the pass-through. I didn't understand why she did that, until I read an article a couple of months later how some people will not hand money to black people because it may result in their hands touching. It never occurred to me not to do that - and it never occurred to me that some others might do it - and it sure didn't occur to me that anyone would take offense at it. Since that time, I have always held on to my money and handed it directly to the order-taker, no matter how long the wait, or what else I may want to do with that hand.

How might you have handled this situation? Please believe that I do not want to start any arguments or diatribes on race relations. I would like a suggestion of how to handle such situations without offense to either party. I will delete any comments I find objectionable.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Do You Print Your Blog Posts?


Do you save your blog posts? I know not all of them are worth saving - but some surely are - especially those in which you write about childhood memories or life events.

I have been printing some of mine from the beginning, with comments. I put them in 3-ring binders, to save for posterity. I imagine that someday my children will quit making fun of blogs and decide to read them, or that my grandchildren will one day want to learn "what made grandma tick" and give them a try. They can be saved to CD's, of course, but there is nothing like the printed word to hold in your hands and peruse at leisure, is there?

Now don't tell me that you write about nothing worth preserving, because I won't believe it. Buy your binders today, and happy printing!

My Friend Forever ~~ Redux

This is a repost from 1-31-06, which I wrote about my friend from Charleston,WV. I didn't have a good photo of her then, but I took this one last weekend, and decided to re-post about her. I always stay with her when I go back home for a visit, and it is such a pleasure to be with her again. Her husband died in April, and you may remember that I couldn't go to his funeral because I was supposed to leave that day for Disneyworld with my daughter and her children. I promised my friend a visit in June and I am happy that I was able to keep that promise, as well as attend my reunion.
The photo was taken on the grounds of my college, and overlooks the Kanawha River and the WV State Capitol, one of the most beautiful in the country. My friend is beautiful too, in spirit and in her abilities. She is approaching her 8th decade (don't tell her I told you!). Doesn't she look fabulous?! Now, here is the re-post:
In 1954, when I was 13 years old, we moved to a house next door to a family of two parents and two boys, who were at that time about 2 and 4 years old. The father owned a small grocery and the mother stayed home with the children, as was the custom in those days.

I began to babysit the boys, who were darling and sweet. The mother and I (she was only 14 years older) became good friends. I suspect I worried her to death that first summer; always knocking on her door, looking for company and conversation. She was someone with whom I could discuss all manner of problems typical to young teens, things I was not comfortable sharing with my mother. She listened carefully, and mirrored back to me my angst and concerns; suggesting ways in which I might cope with the new school into which I had been thrust. She never made me feel silly or insignificant (which I certainly felt on my own).

As the years passed, we all became even better friends. When I needed something special to wear for a hot date or a dance - she opened her closet for me to choose whatever I wanted. Luckily, we wore the same size clothes, even shoes, and our tastes in jewelry ran in similar veins. As I got older, I stopped babysitting much, but we remained good friends and helpful neighbors.

After college, I left town to pursue life elsewhere, but I always looked forward to returning home to see my parents and the neighbors. Several years later, I got word that they were moving to a larger home in a different section of the city; the area to which they had moved their newly enlarged grocery. I was happy for them, of course, but a bit sad to see them leave since they had been my family's neighbors for so many years. For a few years, we visited them in their new home every time I came back to town, but eventually we drifted apart somewhat, as our lives took different turns. She got pregnant again and had a baby girl just a year before I had my first child. As my parents aged, they didn't initiate much visiting, and so the lines of communication faded, around 1968.

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Fast forward to June, 1982: we had just moved into a new home, and I was busy with all the little chores that women have to do to make a house a home, such as hanging pictures, unpacking boxes, etc. My younger daughter wanted me to take her to a local mall, to meet with her friends and their mom, but I didn't want to take the time to go since I was so busy. Finally she wore me down, and I agreed to take her there and wait until the other family arrived.

We parked in the agreed upon location, and as we were sitting in the car, I happened to look up and see those former neighbors walking on the sidewalk in front of my car! You need to know that where they lived and where I now live are 330 miles apart, and we had not seen each other in 14 years! I would never have expected to see them in that location, and you might imagine my great surprise that I did. I was speechless (which happens very seldom), but I opened the car door and yelled out to them. Now it was their turn to be speechless - and they were. Remember the line in yesterday's post about always meeting people when you look your worst? This was a perfect example. I had on very old clothes and my hair was a fright. Nonetheless, we greeted each other in glee and wonderment at the synchronicity of it all. They were in my town to deliver their daughter to her first year of college, which she was starting in the summer semester, instead of waiting until the fall.

We renewed our deep friendship, and got to know their daughter as they got to know my children. They returned to my city to visit their daughter several times a year and we always saw them at those times, as well as when we went back to my home town. There is no one alive now (except my husband) who knows me better than she, and spending time with her is such a deep comfort to me.

My daughter never fails to remind me that if I had not acceded to her begging for the trip to the mall, I might never have known that they and their daughter would be spending time in my city and a wonderful opportunity would have been lost forever. She is right, of course. Who knows what prompted me to give in to her whims. I prefer to think that it was fate - or some very good karma - that caused it to happen.


My friend was here last weekend to visit; even though her daughter no longer lives here. As we age, our shopping trips are fewer and shorter, our lunches and dinners get smaller and healthier. But we never tire of talking and being together, whether it is to savor the "old" days or discuss the newest changes in our lives. Our abiding friendship and love never fades. She is wonderfully generous of spirit and love and I will be forever grateful that she was brought into my life.

Happy Birthday, C______!








Tuesday, June 20, 2006

The school reunion I just returned from was held for anyone who ever graduated from the school, which was open from 1941 through 1989. There could have been thousands of people attending, but the pre-registered number was about 1500. I opted to attend on Friday evening only; passing up the dinner dance on Saturday night so I could spend that time with my hostess, a long-time friend. On Friday, only 7 of the people from my class showed up, while 33 had registered for the events. This was out of a total of 447 grads in my year (1958). Our regular reunion is coming up in 2008 - the 50th - and we are hoping to have record attendance.


Some Suggestions on How to Run a School Reunion:
A. For the planners:



1. Print name tags large enough that older people can read them. Do not put women's maiden names in quotes, as if they were nicknames. The proper format is First Name - Maiden name -- Married name.

2. Do not hire a band, no matter how good they are, for the first night of the reunion. People cannot talk and get reacquainted over loud music. This is especially true when the reception is held in a cavernous room with very high ceilings, where the acoustics are horrendous.


3. Mark tables by specific years, not decades. When you have 15+ tables per decade, it can take a long time to find your crowd (when you cannot read their name tags without peering at them through squinting eyes from one foot away). This is very true when you haven't seen some of them for years.

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WHAT REUNION ATTENDEES SHOULD KNOW:

1. Take your camera! (Sadly, I forgot mine in a friend's car, but I got it back.)


2. Wear comfortable shoes, unless, of course, you are trying to impress your classmates. There is no call to wear strapless dresses and strappy high-heel slides, especially if you are 60+ years old and have skin that is wrinkled like parchment with age spots and varicose veins everywhere. Have some compassion and cover up. If your arms resemble the Pillsbury Dough Boy, wear long sleeves. If you haven't treated your feet to a recent pedicure - don't show them to us, please!


3. How many times does it have to be said? Men should not wear hats indoors! If you are bald......deal with it. You are not fooling anyone. Granted, there were only three hats in a room of a thousand people, but they stood out like a sore thumb! Two of them were baseball caps and one was a suede gaucho's hat, complete with leather chin strap. What the heck? Did this 1943 grad just ride in from the pampas in Argentina? I rather doubt it.

I don't want to be too snarky. I know how much work and dedication it takes to mount an event of this magnitude, especially when you are trying to do it on a shoestring. My advice is to ask questions of everyone who has ever attended a reunion before you begin planning and to provide event critique sheets for mailing in later or dropping into a box at the site.

Despite how it sounds, I had a nice time. I did enjoy seeing the few people I knew and watching the ones I didn't.



What has your experience been at reunions? Do you attend? If so, what have you noticed that should have been done differently?

Monday, June 19, 2006

Home from the Hills



I am home, and tired from the drive. It is 320 miles from Raleigh to Charleston. The trip today was uneventful, for which I am thankful. I do believe I saw 400 Mack trucks, though, and most of them were passing me. Since I was driving somewhere in the neighborhood of 75 mph, it was surprising to see them pass me. It was a case of drive fast or be "climbed" over or nudged off the road!

I will post about the trip later, probably tomorrow. Thanks for all the nice comments about "missing me" and also about the frogs. I enjoyed reading every one of them when I got home today. More frogs are in the offing, so stay tuned.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

"Please Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone....."


I am leaving town for a few days and will be unable to post or read.


Promise you'll miss me?


I'll be back Monday, I think.

Please scroll down to the the second frog post below. I

look forward to reading your comments when I return.







Frogs Galore!



This is my kitchen window. Part of my frog collection resides here, where I see them off and on all day. As you can see, I love the juxtaposition of cobalt blues and greens! In addition to the frogs, there is a panda bear pot-sitter given to me by my son and a small ring holder.

The other photos show close-ups of the frogs and bottles. In the third down, there is a translucent green frog that is actually a dental floss dispenser. My daughter bought that one for me, as well as the fat-bellied one in the second photo.I will have to post another photo to show the complete window. It will be below this one. The tall blue bottle is an old Avon bottle, but I don't know what it held. I found it in my mother's basement. The short green one to its right is an old ink bottle. The blue swan is an antique salt holder. I have a small collection of those too.

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Part II

The small green glass frog was hand-blown; my daughter gave me that one. The yellow one is rubber, given to me by my granddaughter, who bought it while on a trip to a museum. The "pile" of frogs next to it was given to me by Mr. kenju. It deserves a whole photo to itself, as you can only see about 1/3 of it here. I will post more of this one in the next frog blog.

Resting atop the green ink bottle is a small frog pick I got from the florist wholesaler. It was meant to rest in a flower arrangement, but I think he looks very much at home here, don't you?



In case you ask, the stained glass shepherd (which was supposed to be a pharoah) was a class project; the only one I have left from my stained-glass days. The small swirled green and blue glass dish was a gift from a friend who bought it in Israel, because she knew how I loved blues and greens together. I almost forgot to mention the frog holding the fluted glass vial which is sitting on the lower sill. Here, it holds a cremy white rose, but it often holds whatever left-over or broken blossoms I have
Posted by Picasafrom the previous week's wedding. Hanging on the upper right of the cabinet valance, a frog "dancer" holding an umbrella. I call him "Twinkle Toes" and imagine that he is walking a tight-rope for my enjoyment. He deserves a close-up too, but I lost the one I had. More of him in a later post. I hope you enjoy these frogs!

Oh, Look......A Creek!

where none ever existed before, courtesy of Alberto. We also lost a tree which we didn't know was rotten enough inside to make it fall like this. Mr. kenju heard a huge "whump" and on investigation, saw this very tall tree laying in the woods. Thank heaven it didn't fall on the house! What you see in thse photos is just about half of the tree.

This is in our back yard. The water follows a path through the woods on the high side of the property, flows across our lot and into our neighbor's yard, which is a good bit lower than ours. Her whole front yard and driveway are completely flooded now. Poor girl just finished planting a great garden, too. I would love having a creek like this, well, maybe not this fast flowing, but a nice, lazy creek. Too bad it only comes when there are hurricanes to deal with!


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Tuesday, June 13, 2006

HYMNE A L'AMOUR

This was originally a French song, written by Marguerite Monnot, words by Edith Piaf, a famous French songstress.


Edith Piaf: France's all time premiere chanteuse and national icon whose raw, emotional voice mirrored her extraordinary life of tragedy and triumph. This selection includes such Piaf classics as her self penned global hit "La Vie En Rose" and others including "Mon Legionnaire", "L'Accordeoniste" and the title track, written in memory of her boxer lover Marcel Cardan, killed in a plane crash.

This sheet music has words for both the French and the English version, but I can tell it is not a strict translation, since the French version begins with the words " The blue sky above us....." (at least I think that is what it says), and the English version reads " If the sun should tumble from the sky......."
It came out in 1919, if I am reading the roman numerals correctly (MCMXLIX).


I confess to barely remembering this song, so I don't know how it got into my collection. Considering how big several of their noses look in this photo, the Crew Cuts might have done well to consider another angle for the pic!

This one came out in 1954, and it must not have enjoyed a long run of popularity, else I would remember it, wouldn't I?


From the movie of the same name, this song was very popular when it came out in 1962.
You can read about the movie here http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0055895/
and if you haven't seen it, it is worth a rental despite the sad subject matter.

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The Break-Up


I went to see this Monday and it didn't end the way I thought it would. Unlike The Family Stone, it isn't predictable. I enjoyed the movie, but I imagine if you are having problems in your marriage, you might not want to see it with your spouse. As a primer for how not to conduct a relationship though, it is nonpareil!

I would especially recommend it to young men who are in the process of dating. If they do the opposite of nearly everything Vince did in this movie, they'd learn a lot.

Judy Davis plays an art gallery owner who is over-the-top, to say the least. She is Jennifer's boss. Judy could get an Oscar nomination for this role, and I would have preferred to see more of her on screen. Justin Long, who played Warren Cheswick on Ed, plays Christopher, the assistant at the gallery. His long hair and under-lip whiskers in this movie take him a long way from the nerd he played on TV, and while his role is small, it is notable.

If you go see this movie with no expectations of where the story leads, you will probably enjoy it.






Monday, June 12, 2006

No Explanation Necessary!








Sunday, June 11, 2006

Ponderisms (Is that a word?)

I used to eat a lot of natural foods until I learned that most people die of natural causes.

· Gardening Rule: When weeding, the best way to make sure you are removing a weed and not a valuable plant is to pull on it. If it comes out of the ground easily, it is a valuable plant.

· The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.

· Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.

· There are two kinds of pedestrians: the quick and the dead.

· Life is sexually transmitted.

· Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

· The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.

· Some people are like Slinkies. Not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.

· Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.

· Have you noticed since everyone has a camcorder these days no one talks about seeing UFOs like they used to?

· Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.

· All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.

· In the 60's, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.

· Politics is supposed to be the second oldest profession. I have come to realize that it bears a very close resemblance to the first.

· How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?

· Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, "I think I'll squeeze these dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?"

· Who was the first person to say, "See that chicken there? I'm gonna eat the next thing that comes outta its butt."

· Why is there a light in the fridge and not in the freezer?

· If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a song about him?

· Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?

· Why does your OB-GYN leave the room when you get undressed if they are going to look up there anyway?

· Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They're both dogs!

· If Wile E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that Acme crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?

· If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?

· If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, then what is baby oil made from?

· If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?

· Why do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?

· Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet Soup?

· Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?

· Does pushing the elevator button more than once make it arrive faster?

· Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?

The Fruits of My Labor.....


this weekend.The wedding was at a local Unitarian Universalist Church, which has a spiffy new sanctuary and reception hall.

The bride requested mostly white with pink accents, and she wanted tulips in her bouquet. This is the end of the season for tulips, so they are not easy to get in mid-June. One of her bridesmaids told me that when the bride saw the tulips in her bouquet, she got tears in her eyes. That's the kind of reaction I love to see! The last photo shows the bouquets lined up. I deliver them in old V-8 juice cans, since they are unbreakable and free. Now that V-8 is not putting juice in cans, I have to rely on baked beans. I know the cans are not as pretty as vases, but not adding to the bottom line keeps the costs down for me and for the brides.

The second photo is an arrangement that was used at their rehearsal dinner on Friday night, and then brought to the reception. That is another way to keep the costs down; reusing as much as possible. Their altar arrangement (the one atop the large glass hurricane) was also going to be used on the buffet table after the ceremony.

I did a wedding for this girl's sister some time back. Mr. kenju asked me how long ago that was, and I replied I thought it was 3-4 years ago. While I was delivering, the sister's husband spoke to me and said their wedding was nine years ago. Shows what kind of memory I have lately! That sister now has a gorgeous little 2 year-old girl, who was the flower girl. I took a photo of her holding her basket of flowers, but somehow the camera lost it between the church and home. I sure wish I knew how that happened. I know the card wasn't full. Wish me better luck next time?


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Saturday, June 10, 2006

And So it Begins........My Frogs


I promised a series of frog photos last year and I am just now getting round to it, although it may be slow in coming.

These reside on my deck. The first is a stepping stone, or it can be hung.

The second (and largest one) is nicknamed "The Thinker". He was given to me by some dear friends several years ago. He sits out here in the warm months, but comes in the house to warm in the kitchen all winter. Otherwise, he might crack, and I'd be heartbroken.

The third is, unfortunately, one of three frogs I found in the pool skimmer last week. I threw him over the back railing to the mossy ground below, and he, like everything else I throw down there, disappeared in short order. I don't even want to know what takes them away!!
When I find live frogs in the skimmer, I take them out and give them a stern but gentle lecture - Stay Out of the Pool!! Hasn't worked so far.....LOL. You should hear them in mating season. The tree frogs sing so loudly that if our windows were open, we couldn't sleep for the racket. The mating frogs stay by the edge of the pool, and then the females lay their eggs on the surface of the water. I don't have the heart to tell them that the skimmer will make short work of their egg masses. Such is the way of the world, I guess. Since they don't have a pond or a stream nearby, they make do with what they can find. Gotta' give 'em an "A" for effort!
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Odds and Ends ~ 3


Can you think of a good reason to add this word to your vocabulary:

honorificabilitudinity (ON-uh-rif-i-kay-bi-li-too-DIN-i-tee) a noun meaning Honorableness. Another form of that word was used by Shakespeare. It comes from Costard, the clown, in Love's Labour's Lost:

"I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word; for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier swallowed than a flap-dragon."

I guess you have to read it in context before it makes sense.....LOL.....but I prefer to use a shorter word, one less likely to trip up my tongue and send it crashing around my eye teeth!

And by the way: What the heck is a flap-dragon?

Friday, June 09, 2006

The Family Stone


We saw this Tuesday night. The DVD box blurbs said:

"Corporate executive Meredith Morton (Sarah Jesica Parker) is as uptight and ultra-conservative as her pin-striped designer suit. Her boyfriend Everett Stone's (Dermot Mulroney) family is as relaxed and quirky as their aging new England Colonial. So when Meredith ventures out of Manhattan to meet Everett's clan, it's no wonder her arrival is met with all the enthusiasm of a nasty Nor'easter."

The movie is described as a deliriously funny comedy that "balances heart and humor" with a "sharp comic edge!"

I don't know that I would call it deliriously funny, but it is amusing and the people and situations they find themselves in run the gamut from pathos to joy. I am sorry to report that the plot is a little predictable. Mr. kenju and I could see the eventual outcome as soon as the people were introduced into the movie. That fact didn't ruin it for us, however, as we stayed the course. I am sort of glad I didn't pay full price to see it in the theater, but a rental on a night when you have nothing better to do? Fine and dandy.
Note: the rest of the cast: Claire Danes, Diane Keaton, Rachel McAdams, Craig T. Nelson and Luke Wilson.




Thursday, June 08, 2006

The Alphabet Meme ~ J


When Naomi, http://sitteninthehills64.blogspot.com , tapped me to do the alphabet meme, she gave me a choice of the letter A or the letter J. Since my name begins with J, I looked in the dictionary to see what words I might use. To my amazement, there were more than I thought possible. The letter J has figured heavily in my life. Had you asked me out of the blue, I would have been hard pressed to name words beginning with J that had meaning for me, but here are a few:

Judith: my name, a book of the Old Testament Apocrypha that tells the story of Judith, slayer of Holofernes, the general of Nebuchadnezzar. Also a book in the Douay Bible. A cousin of mine who could not pronounce Judith, called me "Judas" when we were small. I didn't realize the significance of that at the time, and now, I don't know whether I should be amused or aggravated by it......LOL . Books which list the meaning of names say that Judith means Blessed. I am. I have been blessed by so many people in so many different ways in my life. Perhaps I am aptly named after all.

Joy: the Hebrew meaning of my daughter's name. We didn't know that until after we named her. I had worked for a doctor whose wife had that name and when I was pregnant with my third child, he said I should name her that if it was a girl. The more I thought about it, the more I liked it. After the baby came and we sent out birth announcements, one Jewish friend wrote back that the name we had chosen meant Joy in Hebrew. This child is the most aptly named of any in existence. She has never been anything but a joy to us.


Just: the first word in the title of my blog. It is a quality I always hope to lay claim to -- justice -- the principle of rectitude and just dealing of men with each other, is the way my dictionary describes it. There is one usage of this word which bugs me, and that is when people call on the phone and say "It's just me". If you don't think any better of yourself than that - don't call me at all. And if you do it because you want to appear humble - don't. I'm not buying it!

Jazz: the music form to which I automatically listen when given a choice. To me, jazz is like modern or impressionistic art. When I am listening to jazz, I ofter see colors and patterns, sort of the way that the Disney movie "Fantasia" illustrates the music in the film. If you haven't seen Fantasia, watch it and see how they show the rhythms inherent in the music. It is fascinating to me.

Jade: this tough, compact green gemstone has always drawn me with its subtle colors, both dark and light. Jade has been used for centuries for jewelry and statuary. Before mr. kenju gave me a diamond ring (on our 17th anniversary) I work a circlet of jade on my left hand along side my wedding ring.

James: the name of someone very close to my heart. He was born in January and went to school under Jesuit priests, and we are both dedicated to Jesus. I also have a grandson named James.

Jigsaw: I have loved jigsaw puzzles since I was a child, and I once completed one that had 2500 pieces and covered almost my whole dining room table. Trouble was, it took so long to solve it that my table was covered with the pieces over both Thanksgiving and Christmas. In the future, I need a place to do puzzles that will not lay long-term claim to the table where we eat during family gatherings! I have one waiting in the wings, so to speak, an aerial photograph of the government buildings and monuments in Washington, DC. I look forward to starting that one, and if I am lucky enough to finish it, I will post a pic here.

Jet: something I absolutely love to board and fly off into the wild blue yonder. My first flight was at age 18 (I think), when I "ran away from home". I went to NYC, and gawked at the skyscrapers, stood on the top of the Empire State building and cried for my momma, spent so much money on taxi fare that I was afraid to buy anything to eat for 2 days. I was rescued on the 3rd day and sent home in ignominious fashion. Since that time, I have been fortunate to have flown to many different places. If money were no object, you could always find me on a plane to somewhere new and exciting.

Jacobean: a style of decoration prevailing in England in the early 17th century. I used to do a lot of crewel embroidery, in patterns called the Jacobean style. I had to quit when eye strain demanded it, but I have always been drawn to the patterns of stylized flowers and foliages known as Jacobean.

Jack O' Lantern: My birthday falls on October 30th, which in my home town, was always "trick or treat" night. Hence, jack o' lanterns and other Halloween decor always figured heavily in my birthday celebrations. Quite often, a large papier mache one would be the place I gathered my treats and stored them for the short time they lasted.

I won't tap anyone else to do the meme, but if you do one, please let me know!












Wednesday, June 07, 2006

The Best Book I've Read Lately


Today I drove through the take-out line in a restaurant and sat in my car eating and reading, as I often do. The book was Marley & Me, by John Grogan. I only had a little bit more to read before finishing the book, but had I known what I was in for, I would have saved it for later, at home. Suffice it to say that I cried like a baby, tears streaming down my face, and had to stop every two minutes to wipe my eyes so I could read the next paragraph.

If you have ever loved a dog, this book is a must read. Grogan is a newspaper columnist (Philadelphia Inquirer) and at one time he was the editor-in-chief of Rodale's Organic Gardening magazine. He is a good writer and very funny, whether he is talking about Marley or describing the women of Boca Raton, where he used to live. Here is an excerpt:

" The women were tanned to the consistency of the Gucci leather bags they favored, their burnished skin set off by hair dyed alarming shades of silver and platinum. The city crawled with plastic surgeons, and they had the biggest homes and most radiant smiles of all. For Boca's well-preserved women, breast implants were a virtual requirement of residency. The younger women all had magnicifient boob jobs and face lifts. Butt sculpting, nose jobs, tummy tucks, and tattooed mascara rounded out the cosmetic lineup, giving the city's female population the odd appearance of being foot soldiers in an army of anatomically correct inflatable dolls. As I once sang in a song I wrote for a press skit, "Liposuction and silicone, a girl's best friends in Boca Raton."

That passage really made me laugh. We have some friends who write for a magazine called "Gold Coast", published for the area of Florida in and around Boca. I get a complimentary copy every month. The many photos of local people attending charity events, costume balls and various soirees are prime examples of the descriptions above. Even the men look as though they have seen a plastic surgeon a time or two, and dentists who specialize in crowns and caps must be as rich as the surgeons.

Back to the book: I recommend it for anyone who is an animal lover, but especially for those who have ever owned a Labrador Retriever.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

My Wonderful Afternoon

Mr. kenju and I were treated to a visit Sunday from two of our children, their spouses and our six bio-grandchildren. We sat on the deck and watched the children play in the pool, which has only reached a temperature of 75* at this point. We don't know how they are able to stand the cold! It doesn't seem to faze them, though, and they play sailboat and pirate and build poolside slides from the floats and noodles.

After dinner, we were treated to a "performance" of American Idol. One of the boys was "Ryan Seacrest", and did all the announcing, while 3 of the girls took turns sitting on the couch, pretending to be Simon Cowell, Paula Abdul and Randy Jackson. One of the girls did a perfect impression of Randy, with her hands held in the same position he does his, saying "Yo, Dawg... listen up....". Another one did a bang-up impression of Simon; after her sister sang a song, she said in a very good English accent, "I have to disagree with Paula and Randy. I think it was your best performance ever!" After another kid sang, the next critique was....."I would rather drive rusty nails under my fingernails than to have to listen to that again!"

Can you imagine how hard the adults laughed at all this? I was rolling in the floor...well, almost.....and their parents/aunts/uncles were very amused. If you don't have grandchildren yet - see what you have to look forward to? We are all pretty sure that at least two of the drama queens have great careers ahead of them in the entertainment field.

P.S. Their parents do not want their photos on the blog; otherwise you'd see them!

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Tonight I will be watching "The Family Stone". I will review it later.




Monday, June 05, 2006

Odds and Ends ~ 2

Addition below!
When are the beer bottlers and canners going to wise up and start putting their cans in "fridge dispenser packs" like the soda pop people do? I just unloaded a 12 pack of Natural Light into the door shelf of my fridge and I thought how much easier it would be if it were in the dispenser pack like the Peach Fresca I bought this week!
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If you haven't seen "Mrs. Henderson Presents", treat yourself to a rental. I have loved Judi Dench for years and her performance here doesn't disappoint. Bob Hoskins plays the male lead; he has lost so much weight since "Roger Rabbit" that I hardly recognized him. For history buffs, there is imbedded footage from WW2; scenes of bombings and air raids. It was an entertaining movie.
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Tonight we watched "Capote" and I highly recommend it. Philip Seymour Hoffman was so much like Truman Capote as to be scary. If only his face was shorter and wider, you would be hard pressed to tell the difference from PSH to the real Capote. I remember seeing Truman Capote on TV back in the 50's and 60's, on Johnny Carson mostly. He was very entertaining and funny. His demeanor changed a little after he became involved with the killers in Kansas; he was more somber and serious. If you have read the book "In Cold Blood", you would definitely enjoy the movie.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Old, but Worth Repeating



21st Century Zen


1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me,for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me either, just pretty much leave me the hell alone.

2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken car and no cell phone.

3. It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it.

4. Don't be irreplaceable. If you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted.

5. Always remember that you're unique. Just like everyone else.

6. Never test the depth of the water with both feet.

7.. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.

8. Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes.That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.

9. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.

10. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.

11. If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.

12. If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.

13. Some days you're the bug and some days you're the windshield.

14. Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.

15. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it back in your pocket.

16. A closed mouth gathers no foot.

17. Duct tape is like 'The Force.' It has a light side and a dark side,and it holds the universe together.

18. There are two theories to arguing with women. Neither one works.

19. Generally speaking, you aren't learning much when your lips are moving.

20. Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.

21. Never miss a good chance to shut up.

22. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.

Saturday's Wedding


Two of the nicest people got married yesterday,and they were so cute. Both are from Ireland, and I could have listened to them talk for hours and never gotten tired of hearing it.They are in America for graduate school; one at Duke and one at Carolina.

The wedding was small, and the guest list included lots of people from Ireland, who made the trip over here strictly for the wedding. I wish I could have stayed at the reception and heard them all talk!

The bride requested daisies in the attendant's bouquets, so I used them in the centerpieces as well, along with hydrangea, calla lilies, roses, freesia and dendrobium orchids.

Someone asked me recently if I had a lot of "bridezilla" stories to tell. Every florist has a few, but in my 25 years in the business, I can count horror stories on fewer than the fingers of one hand. I have been extremely lucky. Most of my brides have been delightful to work with, and when it comes time for me to retire, that is the aspect I will miss the most, after the flowers.


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Saturday, June 03, 2006

What is unusual about.....

These Words?


Assess
Banana
Dresser
Grammar
Potato
Revive
Uneven
Voodoo


See If You Can Figure Out What These Words Have In Common...... The answer will be in the comments. Don't cheat!

Friday, June 02, 2006

A Novel Use for Crushed Ice....


Mr. kenju and I went to our local cafeteria tonight and ran into a couple we have known for a while, who joined us for dinner. The guy was telling stories about some people he has known or known about in our area, and recounted a story he heard about a local man back in the 1950's.

The guy had a brand new Cadillac sedan, and they were big and roomy in those days. His car had air conditioning, which was apparently not yet common in automobiles. He and another guy decided to go to NYC one summer and chose to drive instead of flying, since he had a way to stay cool. The story goes that about the time he reached Richmond, VA, his air conditioning went out. Being an enterprising sort of guy, he located a local ice plant and instructed them to fill the back seat of the Cadillac with as much crushed ice as it would hold. He and his passenger then headed north again, trailing a constant drip of cold water all the way to New York. Upon return to our town, he told friends that they remained very cool all the way north.
Nothing was said about mildew in the backseat, but I wonder if that was a problem later on....LOL

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Redneck Etiquette

Etiquette In General...

1. Never take a beer to an interview.

2. Always identify people in your yard before shooting them.

3. It's considered tacky to take a cooler to church.

4. If you have to vacuum the bed, it's time to change the sheets.

5. Even if you're certain that you're included in the will, it's rude todrive a U-haul to the funeral.


Dining Out ...

1. When decanting the wine from the box, make sure you tilt the papercup and pour slowly so as not to 'bruise' the fruit of the vine.

2. If drinking directly from the bottle, always hold it with your hands.


Entertaining in your home....


1. A centerpiece for the table should never be anything prepared by a taxidermist.

2. Do not allow the dog to eat at the table, no matter how good his manners are.


Personal Hygiene...

1. While ears need to be cleaned regularly, this job should be done inprivate using one's own truck keys.

2. Even if you live alone, deodorant is not a waste of money.

3. Use of proper toiletries can only delay bathing for a few days.

4. Dirt and grease under the fingernails is a social no-no, as they tend to distract from a woman's jewelry, and alter the taste of finger foods.


Dating (outside the family)...

1. Always offer to bait your date's hook, especially on the first date.

2. Be assertive, Let her know you're interested: "I've been wanting to go out with you ever since I read that stuff on the bathroom walls two years ago."

3. Establish with her parents what time she is expected back. Some will say10:00 PM. Others might say "Monday," If the latter is the answer, it is the man's responsibility to get her to school on time.

Theater Etiquette....

1.Crying babies should be taken to the lobby and picked up immediately after the movie has ended.

2. Refrain from talking to the characters on the screen.. Tests have proven that they can't hear you.


Weddings...

1. Livestock is usually a poor choice for a wedding gift.

2 . Kissing the bride for more than 5 seconds might get you shot.

3. For the groom, at least, rent a tux. A leisure suit with a cummerbund and a clean bowling shirt can create a tacky appearance.

4. Though uncomfortable, say 'yes' to socks and shoes for this special occasion.


Driving Etiquette...

1. Dim your headlights for approaching vehicles, even if the gun is loaded and the deer is in sight.

2. When approaching a four way stop, the vehicle with the largest tires does not always have the right of way.

3. Never tow another car using panty hose and duct tape.

4. When sending your wife down the road with a gas can, it is impolite to ask her to bring back beer too.

5. Do not lay rubber while traveling in a funeral procession.

Odds and Ends

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Seen on a car bumper recently:


"Bring Back Monica Lewinsky"

Apparently for some, that fiasco is preferable to the one in which we find ourselves today.


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A simple dessert of chocolate fudge squares makes even a mundane meal of leftovers seem like manna from Heaven!


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"For mind is the builder and that which we think upon may become crimes or miracles. For thoughts are things and as their currents run through an entity's experience these become either barriers or steppingstones"

From the Edgar Cayce Readings

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