October 31, 2005

Got us some rain happening here this morning. One of those nice gentle rains so far but the talk is it could get a little harder with some thunder and lighting dragged along. Whoa! I just heard the first peal of thunder.

A good reading day! One of those that because of the rain you don't get that guilty feeling sitting there. Glenda is going out with the girls to a card party in Eldon. They plan to play 'Hands and Foot' which is a game Glenda has never tried. We did look it up on the internet so she does have some idea of how it goes. It looked to be a scorekeepers nightmare to me.

Glenda had some neighbors over for supper last night, Ruthie and the Struebbe's. The Struebbe's are closing down their house for the year and will soon be on their way to Yuma. Ruthie will be going out in a couple months too. She flies out.

How do you keep them on the farm after they've been out of Missouri a few times? Glenda is frothing at the bit wanting to go but we have got to wait. Frothing at the bit would be like putting a head on your head wouldn't it? Speaking of head, I'm heading out now. Lightning just made a place for itself across the sky. It was an evil looking strike too. There is sometimes a good with evil! I've got to stop this and pull the plug now. That's a good isn't it?

The brain is a wonderful organ. It starts working the moment you get up in the morning and does not stop until you sit down at the computer.~Robert Frost (edt)

October 29. 2005

Big problem this morning in getting on-line. We could get on line but our server didn't recognize our IP address so no e-mailing or going on-line to a different source either, for that matter. I called Charter and got so aggravated at the recording that was trying to lead me through a problem solving sequence that I ended up slamming the phone down. I even used Norton Go Back and set things like they were yesterday morning...all to no avail!

I went fishing and worried around about it for some time...........fish wasn't biting either. Anyway in a flash of brilliance I unplugged the modem for ten minutes or so then plugged it back in...................It's working again!

All in all I'm thankful for the little bit of subject the problem gave me to type this morning. I just keep trying and hoping someday I'll get these notes right.

Glenda won a some at the boat and it was just the same darn amount that I lost, if you can believe that. I mean right to the penny almost being only about 90 cents more.

Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could do only a little.~Edmund Burke

October 28, 2005

Fog is the word this morning. (Condensed water vapor in cloudlike masses lying close to the ground and limiting visibility.) And fog. (A state of mental vagueness or bewilderment.) Surprised ya huh?

Going for the regular visit with the doctor in Columbia this morning. I hope the two fogs doesn't impede my driving too much. I'm not looking too forward to this visit. The weight will be the biggest topic I suspect. If you think about it for a minute it could become a hope that the weight is the biggest topic. Other than the weight I have no health problems that I know of and I sure would like to keep the don't have. I know, I know, I'm working on the weight.

Glenda has inferred we might slip on up I-70 to visit the quaint little town of Booneville. She said something about checking in at the boat there to see if our ship has come in. Yeah, right.

A ship in harbor is safe -- but woe to those who gamble there.~John A. Shedd (edt)

October 27, 2005

Another beautiful day with nothing pressing to get done except this note and I'm getting a mite tired of it again. I've kept the notes for a couple of years and went back and read some of them this morning. Each one is the same-o same-o so if I don't send one some morning just go back and read the note of a day or two before. It won't be that much different than the one I didn't write.

I got my hair cut Tuesday and just happened to read of a haircut I got last October in an email sent the next day. It is still the same so I copied it and pasted it below. Saves a lot of typing.

I go to the barber shop to get a hair cut! I don't go there for lengthy talks about every subject under the sun and I hate it when it happens. It usually involves the barber who stops cutting hair to talk thereby extending my wait period. You know it doesn't take long to read everything that is interesting in the Kansas City Star and who wants to read eight month old magazines? Today the postman came in talking about the ball game, he took at least ten minutes away from the hair cutting. The sports world doesn't know how many of the worlds greatest coaches are just wasting away in barber shops. I tried not to listen but what I did hear convinced me that everyone in the conversation could do a hell of a lot better job than any of the managers/coaches in the major leagues today.

So there you go......

Don't let your yesterday use up too much of today. ~-American Indian Proverb

October 26, 2005

Not a whole lot going on around here today.....so I say. Glenda has a few things to cook for tomorrow nights bingo supper. She is getting back into the groove and this Thursday was on the list for Glenda and Ruthie. I hate the deal! All that real cooked food smell in the house and I don't get any. Well, I may manage to sneak a bite or two after Glenda goes to bed but hell, you shouldn't eat after 6:00 p.m. You know you don't want to carry all that eatin to bed with you.

I do have seven crappie in the basket and in just a few minutes I'm going back to see if I can add a few more. The first trip to the dock can sometimes give you several fish, then leave you to waste another three hundred casts. With what seems like the fish having a short memory, if you leave for an hour or so makes the chance to catch a few more very possible.

The fog has lifted enough that I can even see the dock now. The TV has said the temperature at the lake was 31 degrees but it is only 41 outside this house. I'll always wonder where they get their information. It is NEVER correct.

A man of sixty has spent twenty years in bed and over three years in eating.~Arnold Bennett

October 25, 2005

A trip to the library and the grocery store in Eldon is supposed to happen today. I had my last haircut on July 12, so I may stop by the barber shop too. I'm sure a haircut will lessen my weight by a couple pounds. I need all the help I can get.

I quit drinking coffee this morning since I've been told drinking it makes you hungry all the time. That or some unknown virus has infected me because it certainly has been a problem for several months now. Ever since the radiation doctor told Glenda not to eat healthy, because the radiated area need all the nourishment it could get, she has been cooking real food. Knowing how complicated it can get cooking two different meals at every mealtime, I thought it might be of some help to her if I jumped right in and ate the same food. It must be in the portions or maybe in the genes because I gained big time while Glenda didn't gain hardly at all. Anyway something has directly affected my jeans and I'm thinking it most probably has been the large portions.

You know that could be the answer. It just might be the weight of my heavy hanging mid-section that's hung there from the top of my head by the common skin. The weight is stretching the skin around and on top of my head so tight it's restricting some of the normal thought process. Wow! Maybe all I need is a belly bra! Problem is I need to stop the tug before I'll have half a chance on how to invent one. I can't stand on my head because that would cause too much discomfort in the crotch area. Humm...That leaves loosing weight a must but if I make it I'll not need the bra....life is so complicated.

It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over.~Edna St. Vincent Millay

October 24, 2005

It's cool at 43 out there this morning with a stiff breeze carrying a fresh water smell with it. That could make outdoor chores awfully miserable. But considering the fact that it's pretty windy in here too and the smell is a lot different. That certainly makes going outside for anything more desirous.
The outside winds ability to quickly dissipate the smell of any escaped bodily created natural gas, makes for a nice fresher feeling. I'm going to quit eating those peas for sure.

Glenda has been feeding Mikey a few of the roasted peas and we found out they affect him the same way. During our card game last night we almost had to put him out. It did come to me that if I ever decide to cheat, I can prep him with a great amount of peas before the game then let him hang around the table during play. I mean his really stink! It can make your eyes water and that is when I can change a card or bet without anyone being able to see me. I'll need to come up with a good reason for wearing goggles but that shouldn't be too hard. Anyway I won't be doing any cheating so there.

Sitting here typing this nothing, is cheating me out of some time I could use doing something else and if you should take a minute to read it, that will be cheating you of your time too......SORRY, no more cheating anyone today.

Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.~Thich Nhat Hanh

October 23, 2005

Catching a few crappie now but nothing good enough to write home about. Is it different that I am at home as I write about it? What should I talk about then? The weather may be worthy. It is 42 degrees and cloudy with sprinkles forecast for today. We also have freeze/frost possibilities for Tuesday and Wednesday night when the lows will be around the 31 mark. I kind of doubt that it will get that low down here but you never know.

I can't tell you how far to the south the sun has moved, you wouldn't believe it anyway. It may still come up in the east but when it comes over the hills across the way, it is darn near in the south.

I believe we have a few folks coming over this afternoon to play a little Texas Hold'um. I need to find some directions before then.

I know when I'm stumbling around trying to type something that sending nothing would say it best but I'm too stupid to use that knowledge.

"Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts." Sir Winston Churchill

October 22, 2005

Holy catfish litterman! I've been throwing the things I clean out of Tomi's litter box every morning over the seawall into the lake. I've been unknowingly chumming the cat fish. You should see the size of some of them! would have ever thought that cat fish would like the stuff that cats do?

We've got the sun here this morning, shinning a little light on all the subjects. "I can see clearly now, the rain is gone, I can see all obstacles in my way." It sure does wonders in stirring up thought in the old mind but maybe a little too much. Too much thought can hinder the 'think what to type' chore and I believe that phenomenon has struck. Struck me down in the prime of thought!

And I do know that in a lot of cases shorter isn't necessarily better but it certainly is when it comes to my typed notes. Short here is always good. Today again, I'm doing my part. "It’s gonna be a bright, bright Sun-Shiny day."

If I have been of service, if I have glimpsed more of the nature and essence of ultimate good, if I am inspired to reach wider horizons of thought and action, if I am at peace with myself, it will have been a successful day.~Alex Noble

October 22, 2005

Holy catfish litterman! I've been throwing the things I clean out of Tomi's litter box every morning over the seawall into the lake. I've been unknowingly chumming the cat fish. You should see the size of some of them! would have ever thought that cat fish would like the stuff that cats do?

We've got the sun here this morning, shinning a little light on all the subjects. "I can see clearly now, the rain is gone, I can see all obstacles in my way." It sure does wonders in stirring up thought in the old mind but maybe a little too much. Too much thought can hinder the 'think what to type' chore and I believe that phenomenon has struck. Struck me down in the prime of thought!

And I do know that in a lot of cases shorter isn't necessarily better but it certainly is when it comes to my typed notes. Short here is always good. Today again, I'm doing my part. "It’s gonna be a bright, bright Sun-Shiny day."

If I have been of service, if I have glimpsed more of the nature and essence of ultimate good, if I am inspired to reach wider horizons of thought and action, if I am at peace with myself, it will have been a successful day.~Alex Noble

October 21, 2005

If you look out the window and allow the interpretation of what the eyes collect to set your mood, today is going to be a very shitty day! Thank goodness we don't do that around here. We can see the gray drizzly sky with the cold stiff breeze whipping off many additional tree leaves and still come away so ever thankful that we're still here to see it. A day should never be wasted!

The foggy like drizzle obscures our view somewhat so there isn't much beauty to behold. Nothing very pretty about soggy tree leaves splatting to the ground to join the overnight gatherings of their kind. Puts me in mind of the silly habit of making up the bed everyday just to unmake it again every night. The only difference is the leaves are making a bed every night forcing me to unmake it everyday. Well, I had it figured out when I started to type it but I think I might have got lost somewhere along the way.

Glenda has plans to hit the road around noon so she can make it to the bowling alley by 1:00. It is only about a 25 minute trip but you know as you get older you slow down some. A few of the older folks that bowl need an extra hour to make it there on time...........(just joking-just joking.) Anyway if that might be only half right, you can probably see why I quit bowling..........It's too slow of a game for me!

I'll stay in this warm house and most probably read. NO! Reading isn't a waste of time. Tho it may not be conscious you always get something from anything you read. My problem is, without wasting time I can still add to the waist.

Thank you for sending me a copy of your e-mail. I'll waste no time reading it.~Moses Hadas (edt)

October 20, 2005

I saw my first flyover of a stealth bomber yesterday. It was pretty high and quickly behind some clouds but I got a fairly good glance. It was very loud coming, very loud while above and very loud long after it wasn't visible. I think I'm probably glad that we've never seen nor heard them before and hope that continues to be a rarity.

I used the blower on every leaf on the ground that was around here yesterday, including the gutters....This morning you would never think it. The falling oak leaves are natures way of protecting the two billion acorns that the oak trees spread around everywhere. Half of them are intended to cause a sprained ankle or a busted butt to humans in retaliation for all the trees they've cut. The other half is to remake your lawn back into the forest that nature always intended for it to be. If you just like green and with the high cost of gasoline, I'd say let the leaves go and the trees grow, the green in the money is a prettier green anyway and you'd save a pretty penny too.

"I'd like to live as a poor man with lots of money."~-Pablo Picasso

October 19. 2005

I went to the dock yesterday and made one cast. Caught a 11 inch Crappie then quit. No need to screw around with an average like that. Went down this morning and caught another 11 inch crappie then went stupid and tried to catch more. Out of the next 63 casts I did manage to catch 2 (throw backs) that were about eight inches long. I also caught a limb of the Crappie bed. It had a very odd jelly like thing growing around it. It looked like a miniature pineapple about 3 inches in diameter and 4.5 inches long but you could hold it up to the light and see that it was pretty transparent. I may send you a picture later.

You probably won't believe this but Glenda is going with Ruthie today. They need to pick up a few things and for sure they need to buy a few dollars worth of Power Ball tickets. I just said a few dollars worth but I'm hoping that one of the tickets will be worth a heck of a lot more after the drawing. It doesn't make a bit of difference how many tickets are sold, your remote chance to win will remain the same and it is a little better than none to zero. The odds are based on the numbers not the quantity of tickets sold.


We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don't like?~Jean Cocteau

October 18, 2005

The tree leaves are turning colors now but only about a trillion have fallen so far. I believe fall has fell. I kind of like fall and winter too, as far as that goes, but my beloved wife doesn't possess even a tiny bit of good thought as it relates to winter. People still have to play the cards they are dealt and our hand shows us staying around here at least till after Glenda's December 13th doctor appointments.

If it's mind over matter my mind is really mattered up this morning. No more than I usually say anyway isn't worth sitting here beating myself this morning so I bid you good bye.

Sometimes the mind, for reasons we don't necessarily understand, just decides to go to the store for a quart of milk.~Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider

October 17, 2005

I guess love is more valuable than money. That's what I've got to think because Glenda only brought herself home from the gambling boat trip yesterday. I was glad to see her.

Did you know that gaseous expulsions thickens the air to such a degree that it is necessary to wade in it to move about? Navy beans and roasted green peas together are quite a crack opener. They also go a long way in alerting a person to one of your main senses that we tend to take for granted.......Smell is the one I'm referring to.

The youngest daughter and her husband came by unexpectedly for a visit. I really enjoyed that.

Empty! My head is empty! What a pleasure.....no worries no nothing except bye on my mind.

Genius may have its limitations, but stupidity is not thus handicapped.Elbert Hubbard

October 16, 2005

I'm bankrolling Glenda for a day out with the girls at...........the gambling boat in Boonville. Her wins usually come when I'm not there so I expect a nice return on my investment.

She did act like she didn't want to go but I read enough books to know that sometimes a few words may have an entirely different meaning than what is printed. That works with the spoken word too. You just need to read a few more lines keeping the suspect words at the top of your memory and there of comes the real meaning. No, I can't read her like a book but I didn't just swim in from 20 years on a deserted island either.

I can have my books and read them too. A nice neighbor brought us a big pot of white chili that will sooth any hunger pangs that might develop. I also have a new supply of those gas making roasted peas, courtesy of Glenda. They ought to work really well with the navy beans in the white chili. A man doesn't need to be in church to sit in his own pew and I suspect I'll prove that to myself today, one more time.

My favorite thing about the Internet is that you get to go into the private world of real creeps without having to smell them.~Penn Jillette

September 15, 2005

You don't need a gun to shoot the breeze but your mind needs ammunition to arm your mouth or fingers for the shot. Some of the material for the ammo can be bought or it can come from down home stuff. Either way the mind has got to hand load the materials into the projectile to make it usuable. I haven't been out to buy any materails and I'm thinking, as I sit here, that my home obtained materials must have been wet because I can't get the fingers to fire again this morning. I've spent several seconds here trying, but I can't get it to shoot across this page. That means you don't need to be looking for the 'shot heard around the world' again today.

Too bad, are some of the things in this world but I tend to agree with you that this isn't one of them. Maybe we should even add it to our blessings when we count them.

Glewnda is doing very well and even tho I know that it isn't one of your, 'I wonders', I'm doing pretty good myself. I donth think that I ever wanted to be a big man but I am one! And if I don't get off my butt and throw the books out, I'm going to be a REALLY BIG MAN!

And we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once. And we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least one laugh.~Friedrich Nietzsche

October 14, 2005

'Nuttin Honey' just about sums it up for another days thoughts of an infertile mind, at least at this time. But hey, I never promised you a rose garden...one momento! I don't think I ever promised you anything. Anyway, who would have ever thought that these notes would be so much like trying to get thru a blackberry patch. What a battle getting from one side to the other. Wow! Then to discover that you didn't even get one berry. I want to say too, if you think reading them and trying to make sense of them is tough you ought to try it from this end. It isn't true that what you get out of a thing is based entirely on what is put into it. The possible interpretations are too varied from one person to the other.

Oh, I thought I had mentioned that another.......'Nuttin Honey'......day. But it should still work as a reminder, you rest fondly in our minds.

If facts are the seeds that later produce knowledge and wisdom, then the emotions and the impressions of the senses are the fertile soil in which the seeds must grow.~Rachel Carson.

October 13, 2005

Maybe I'm not your type or it might be you're not my type. Whatever it is, here I sit again with only a wonder as to what to type.

Yesterday I read two books while Glenda was gone. Who cares? I also made a few birthday cards and did several other things on the computer. Who cares? See what I'm saying, nothing to type about.

Glenda did learn that her mother is seemingly more healthy than she or Aunt Sue but none bothered to ask the doctor why he had them cancel the knee operation. Oh lead me on Lord, lead me on.

This day so far, has the makings of another 'GREAT' one weather wise and health wise too. Glenda's cold?? is much improved this morning which is real good in one way but it does cause me a little uneasiness. The improved attitude could cause some harping about finishing a few chores that we've let slide a little over the last several months. I can't say this will positively be, but I do have over twenty years hard learned experience with her teachings.

Here are a few commas in case I missed some above. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,, You might first want to move and use the ones that are incorrectly placed. Thanks.

We cannot think first and act afterward. From the moment of birth we are immersed in action, and can only fitfully guide it by taking thought.~Alfred North Whitehead.

October 12, 2005

Well it finally happened. Glenda left me! She is on her way to her mother's house. Left me the cat and dog too. Wowee! She plans to accompany her mother to the doctor where they will find out why he cancelled the scheduled knee surgery with another doctor. No one knows if it was the blood pressure or what. I think Aunt Sue may go along too. Another girls lunch out, I think is part of the deal again too.

Meanwhile this little honey will sit on his buns trying to hold together all that's left........and what's right too, for that matter. I'll not be bored because of all the things the slave owner asked me to do while she is absent. Then I've got four good books too. Yep, on this cloudy day with a chance of rain being said, there's nothing but sunshine coming my way.

What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. - Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator.

October 11. 2005

Shoot! I've always believed that I was a very thoughtful person but I must have been wrong! For the life of me I can't think of a thing worthy of typing. It has been that way for some time now, you as my witness.

I suspect that a lot of folks are like me and can't really read when being bothered by music. So I added a little music to this mornings note in hopes of fuzzing the fact there is no content. Only thing wrong is for some, I had to cut it short, not knowing if they were still using a dial-up service or not. If you just got a short ditty and have high speed would you please let me know.......It's just a nice thing to know!

Anyway, where there is life there is hope and we both woke up full of it this morning. We're trusting you did too!

I still believe in Hope - mostly because there's no such place as Fingers Crossed, Arkansas.~Molly Ivins

October 10, 2005

"It's Cherry Pink and Appleblossom White". A person would need to be half nuts to think of those words while looking out a window seeing only a ghostlike gray fog covering everything which should make Halloween the probable top thought. However, when one is in love they tend to be about half nuts and I just love this retired life. For some reason anything I do or eat usually is in excess so it is a good possibility that I'm a little beyond the halfway point too.

Seeing nothing but nasty out the window while looking forward to another day with nothing on the slate and without a simmer of boredom in my body would sound like someone who is half nuts too. That confirms it! I'm 100% nuts.

Well, well, that little bit of B.S. seems to have quelled the pang so all I need to do now is flush. My flush button is send while yours is delete....Do it!

Glenda is doing well even tho she does live with this handicap.

The life of the creative man is lead, directed and controlled by boredom. Avoiding boredom is one of our most important purposes.~Saul Steinberg

October 9, 2005

I've been sitting here for quite a few minutes waiting for the cream to rise, (better words to type), but have about decided that I'm sitting here with buttermilk and unfortunately no cream will rise from that. "What's new, pussycat? Whoa-oh oh."

Oh well, Glenda enjoyed her day yesterday but came home flat worn out. "Early to bed early to sleep, helps your health to better keep." She feels a bit better this morning or so she says....................she refused all of my attempts at a second opinion.

Anyway it's race day starting around 1:30. I hope I'm not burned out after watching the Busch race yesterday. Oh, in case you missed it, our favorite, Dale Jarrett won last week.

Hey, we all just won! We're at the end of this race for today.

To repeat what others have said, requires education, to challenge it, requires brains.~Mary Pettibone Poole

October 8, 2005

It was 41 degrees at 5:25, now at 7:50, it is down to 39 degrees. It is a terrible battle between the sun trying to change that and the wind trying to keep it so. Oh yeah, the fog is really really coming off the lake this morning. It's kinda like looking into my sorry mind. Most any detail that might be sometimes available is too obscured to see well enough to pull'er out and put'er down.

Which brings me to acknowledge a fact that I know real well. I'm just wasting away your time and mine. "Waste not, want not". Now what kind of person is so fulfilled as not to want? Everyone should have a little want! I suppose if I should waste a bit of your time to give you a want, my time isn't wasted.

I think Glenda is going to the Turkey Festival in Eldon today taking Ruthie with her. I've encouraged them to go. You know when a day is named in your honor you should attempt to participate to some degree.

What we see depends mainly on what we look for.~John Lubbock

October 7, 2005

43 degrees outside this morning with a good stiff breeze. That makes for another stay inside kind of day and the wearing of long pants. Shoot it is only 67 degrees inside. The sun did finally find a hole in the clouds but the hole quickly moved on leaving the sun to look for another one. The clouds are mostly white, you know the kind that makes nightmares out of riding in small planes. Nowhere on the ground could you find a road that rough.

The water trying to escape the lake, raising as a fog type mass, makes the lake appear to be on fire. Well, you may need to stretch your imagination a little but it sure does look smoky. Smoldering! That's the word, smoldering. The whole lake looks to be smoldering.

I've let my fingers do the talking and without a tiny bit of input from the head they're just about lost. The old head doesn't seem to want to cooperate so I had best corral my fingers before they get nasty. db

In truth, politeness is artificial good humor, it covers the natural want of it, and ends by rendering habitual a substitute nearly equivalent to the real virtue.~Thomas Jefferson

October 6, 2005

Glenda is feeling better this morning.....just in time for her trip to the dentist, hair dresser and a visit with momma. I think they're going out somewhere to eat and just maybe, Aunt Sue will join them.

Meanwhile back here in the jungle, I may vacuum the house then read a little. No big steps for my short legs.

I don't like to do things when they are hard to do and this note seems especially hard this morning so the end is near......here.

If I were personally to define religion I would say that it is a bandage that man has invented to protect a soul made bloody by circumstance~Theodore Dreiser

October 5, 2005

Now, Glenda has a lot of worry lifted off her shoulders but while there it must have diluted her ability to fight off germs because she is just miserable with what might be a cold. Hopefully that will get better pronto as she has a dentist appointment tomorrow to have a tooth filled and another appointment to have her hair cut. With the big worry lifted, white shiny teeth, a nice new hairdo.....my goodness! If we can get rid of the cold now, we'll have a born again person. Sure she will still be stuck with me but that little additional blessing is like icing on a cake. I guess it's better to be stuck with me rather than stuck by me?

Nope, not a nary thing to say again today. Could you tell?

I happily treated Glenda to a big old steak last night. Well, I marinated one and then when I went out to grill it, the gas tank fed up enough to light the fire then went empty. Glenda ended up cooking it in the house along with the stuff to go with it. She didn't get upset and it turned out good so what more could a person want?

Happiness isn't something you experience; it's something you remember.~Oscar Levant

October 4, 2005

Glenda and Ruthie have plans to head for the stores today. Unfortunately the stores that they're heading to are located in Lebanon, Missouri. Not that they couldn't find whatever they might be looking for around here, it's just their conception being that things are cheaper there. I say it doesn't make too much difference. If they shop like they normally do they won't buy very much of anything anyway.

Yesterday I got the lawn mowed, the road and porches blown off and washed both vehicles so I'm thinking real hard that I'll just sit around in the air conditioned house eating roasted peas and read. I really like the roasted peas and roasted soy beans but they make gas like you wouldn't believe. It builds up so strong that a person cannot hold it nor control the expulsion. They crunch pretty loud when you eat one too. I think that crunching gets on Glenda's nerves because I can only eat them when she is away. If I should mistakenly eat some in her presence she usually ends up leaving the room and going upstairs.

The guys on TV are telling us the high here today will be in the lower 90's and with a high humidity of course. About the same of tomorrow but a little rain possibility is added. Read this!..........The high forecast for Thursday and Friday is only in the upper 50's. The possible lows stated were down to 41 degrees. WhoooooWeeeee!

"Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while."~-Kin Hubbard

October 3, 2005

Yahoo! Monday is here and we're still here too. Seems like we just had a Monday. Must be something to that saying, "What goes around comes around". Listen here, it isn't necessary to understand'em to type'em.

This day doesn't look that much different from the last few days but I know it is a, 'one of a kind', that will never be seen again. Kind of scary isn't it? When the day is gone the day is gone never to return again. All we may be able keep of it are some memories and then there could be some of what you did during the day still standing the next. I'd say if you don't do anything that might leave a happy memory or do anything that could stand for a few days....salvage something. Do like me, take a picture.

Right on Swifty! Nothing to say for the 156th time running.

Glenda is doing extra well but had a miserable night. She thinks she might have found the cold that I lost after several days of carrying it around. The thing is with me, I never was really sure that I had a cold tho it must have been.

Glenda has a final appointment with the radiation doctor this afternoon. Glenda say's that he'll look at it and ask if there is anything he can do for her and then it will be good bye time. After her last treatment, the crew there helped Glenda celebrate with a few fireworks of some kind.

Hold on to your divine blush, your innate rosy magic, or end up brown. Once you're brown, you'll find out you're blue. As blue as indigo. And you know what that means. Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone. - Tom Robbins

October 2, 2005

I've let the dog out so he could go then fed him. I've cleaned the cat's litter box and fed him. Thank goodness all a human has got to do is push the flush lever but I've fed Glenda too. I fixed myself a couple of eggs and Glenda a bowl of oats. Man that oatmeal making is a very easy thing in this day and age. Push a couple of pieces of bread down into the toaster and toast pops up. Put a little butter and jelly on them and Walla! You have breakfast cooked.

Today is a NASCAR race day so we'll probably hang pretty close to home. Glenda does want to clean up the vehicles interiors, bless her heart. She wanted me to wash the exteriors but the threat of impending rain has pretty well nixed that chore, bless my heart.

Glenda is feeling good this morning, she is threatening to go without the bandage to cover her leg. The place is dry and looks like that would work but it sure makes my legs weak thinking about it. I believe it still need to be protected but I could be wrong.

Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight.~Benjamin Franklin