Friday, October 09, 2015

THANKS TO READERS FOR THEIR CONCERNS

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Thanks to everyone for their thoughtful concerns & hopefully my worries will all be for naught.  I debated whether to write Thursdays paragraph about how I was feeling of late but I've always been straight forward with readers about that kind of thing on this blog & I'm not about to change that now.  Besides, I'm not good at hiding feelings & emotions anyway.  Well not here on my blog anyway……………….

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Rained most of the night with some of it being heavy.  All that rain left us with a cloudy Friday for the most part & aside from walking out to Kelly's car to carry in some butter tarts  & one short walk with Pheebs I spent a big chunk of the day inside.  Kelly had been out to the Mennonite Bakery south of town to pick up a small Thanksgiving turkey which she popped right into the oven soon as she got home & we had it for supper tonight with all the fine fixins.  Well not the whole Turkey of course but Pheebs & I will have lots of turkey to eat over the week-end.  Wait, what about Kelly??  No turkey for Kelly because she won't be here.......

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AUTUMN REFLECTIONS

Due to illness Ricardo's parents flew back to Spain today so Kelly's heading to Guelph Saturday morning to look after little Miss Ella while Ricardo & Rebecca attend a wedding Saturday afternoon.  She will stay over till Sunday & do a bit of visiting with other family members living in nearby Cambridge.  Pheebs & I might be into some mighty fine cooking again.  Peanut Butter Souffl√©, soup a-la Peanut Butter, & Peanut Butter Cheerios with a nice visceral hot Carmel fudge sauce.  Maybe fry us up a big tin of Spaghetti & toast too:))

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THAT’S LITTLE MISS ELLA ON KELLY’S LAP LAST WEEK-END

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I THINK PHEEBS IS A LITTLE JEALOUS OF ELLA BEING ON KELLY’S LAP GETTING ALL THE ATTENTION

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For more fabulous photos from the Albuquerque balloon festival don’t miss Nina’s latest post entitled, ABS BALLOON FIESTA - FIRST IMPRESSIONS.  She has some truly remarkable photos here.

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A reader (Kayak lake) sent me this cartoon below.   She saw it in a recent New Yorker magazine & with it she says, “Al’s two interests – UFOs and travel with Pheebs – in one image. Or we could say it’s Al’s doppelganger in outer space”.

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IF I COULD FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET LIBBY OFF THE GROUND & INTO OUTER SPACE PHEEBS & I WOULD BE OFF LIKE A ROCKET EXPLORING THE GALAXY FOR SURE:))  

Our gloomy skies began to clear late this afternoon & of course it’s always a spirit lifter to see those wonderful rays of sunshine beaming down through our surrounding pine trees.  If skies remain clear I can feel a nice relaxing country photo tour coming up in the morning:))

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BAYFIELD’S PIER

GROANER’S CORNER:(( The Parents who drugged us!!!

At my 50th high school reunion a  friend asked me, 'Why didn't we have a drug problem when we were growing up?'

I replied that I had a drug problem when I was young:

    I was drug to church on Sunday morning.

    I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.

    I was drug to  family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.

    I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.

    I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the pastor, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.

    I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity.

    I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds.

    I was drug to the homes of neighbours to help mow the yard, repair the clothesline, and if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, my dad would have drug me back to the woodshed.

Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behaviour in everything I do, say, or think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin, and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, Canada  would be a better place.

God bless the parents who drugged us.

6 comments:

  1. The turkey diner sounds awesome and i can see some gourmet turkey and and peanut butter and honey sandwiches in your near future.

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  2. I love all the photos of Kelly...a great gal, for sure...I LOVE turkey and all the fixins'..one of my favs!

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  3. Hang in there with the medical stuff... Remember this too shall pass... I lost my cook a couple of years ago when the wife passed, so I know lots of ways to make a peanut butter and Honey sandwich... LOL

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  4. Beautiful photo's, just lovely!

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  5. That groaners corner is so true. Now kids are almost never corrected or punished. Everything is "Good jod" even if they do nothing.

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  6. My father went through prostrate cancer, so my thoughts are with you. Hopefully it's nothing and you can continue your winter plans without interruption, but I completely understand your funk. We'll be crossing all paws and fingers for you here. Thank you for the lovely shout out too :)
    Nina

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