I think the last time Pheebs and I were at a 'Burger King' was in Wickenburg, Arizona about 10 ago. This morning, we set off to go to Burger King again, but not to Wickenburg. We headed to Exeter Ontario where I knew a new Burger King to be. It wasn't the only reason we went to Exeter though. I'm almost out of Melita #1 coffee filters. Canadian Tire in Goderich carried them at one time until they didn't. Home Hardware in Goderich carried them until the store burned down last May. So, the closest place with #1 coffee filters is at Home Hardware in Exeter Ontario a 22 miles from here. Slightly longer than 16 miles from Congress to Wickenburg Arizona which incidentally had 3 round-a-bouts along the way. Anyway, that was our reason to drive to Exeter on this cold and gray winter's morn.
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I WAS SURPRISED TO SEE PATCHES OF BLUE SKY WHEN PHEEBS AND I ROLLED OUT OF THE PARK THIS MORNING |
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THIS IS BASICALLY WHAT MOST OF OUR DAY LOOKED LIKE |
We rolled out our driveway at 9:20 and upon exiting the Park I was surprised to see encouraging patches of blue sky. We took the highways to Exeter and before long we were at the Home Hardware store. I scooped the last two Melita #1coffee filters off the rack and thanked my lucky stars they at least still had two left. From there it was over to Burger King a short distance away. We 'Whopperized' ourselves with a few fries to boot. The burg was kinda juicy so needless to say part of it ended up on my shirt and my pants. All very parr for the course with me. Sitting in the parking lot we finished up the burg and fries as best we could. It will probably be the last burg and fries I have for a long time. As with a number of other foods, I seem to have lost my taste for burgs and fries too. Just as well I guess, and I might add, it's about time too. There was nothing wrong with the Whopper and fries. It's just me. Heading home we stayed off the highways and meandered ourselves along half a dozen snowy gravel roads. Snapped a few pics while emboldened by a few sun splashes along the way.
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EXETER'S NEW BURGER KING |
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PHEEBS IS LASER FOCUSED ON THE DRIVE-THRU WINDOW WHERE THE WHOPPER WILL COME FLYING OUT OF |
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HEY, AT LEAST I'M GETTING MY VEGGIES FOR THE DAY |
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SHARING WITH MY BEST PAL |
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AND YES, THINGS WOULDN'T BE NORMAL IF I DIDN'T GOOB MYSELF WITH SOME JUICY TOMATO DROPPINGS AND A CHUNK OF LETTUCE |
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SOMETIMES MY TRUSTY NAVIGATOR CURLS UP ON THE FRONT SEAT AND GOES TO SLEEP....IT IS AT THESE TIMES WE OFTEN GET LOST |
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'I'M NOT SLEEPING DAD, I KNOW WHERE WE ARE' |
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DRIVING THE COFFEE FILTERS HOME |
I think we were home around noon when an odd thing happened and I'm sure that Kelly was behind it. I was standing at the kitchen sink when a thought popped into my mind. Go look under the placemat on the computer desk in the sunroom. I did that, and there on a piece of paper, was written my SIN number as well as Kelly's. Well, I hoped it was mine. Then, a second odd thing happened. I saw an email in our 'Outlook' email program from Aunt Jean in Florida. In it she said...."Hi Allan, After our telephone visit last night, I got to thinking that I perhaps had the number you're looking for. Remembered to check my files & sure enough, there it was. Here it is, ???-???-???. Take care my dear. Love & Hugs........Jean". I checked Jean's number with the number on the piece of paper and 'Walla' they matched. Yessiree, my 97-year-old Aunt Jean is still a pretty sharp cookie:)) Now I can get those other 3 envelopes finally mailed.
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IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I LAST TOOK A PHOTO OF A BARN BLOCK QUILT |
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I LIKE HOW THAT LITTLE RED SHED HOLDS ITS OWN AGAINST THE SURROUNDING BIG GRAY FARM BUILDINGS |
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OH-OH SHED FALL DOWN AND GO BOOM |
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MAYBE THEY CAN MAKE A CHICKEN COUP OUT OF IT |
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IDLE FARM MACHINERY PATIENTLY AWAITS NEXT SUMMER'S BUSY DAYB |
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I REMEMBER THEM PUTTING THE RED ROOF ON THAT FARM HOUSE YEARS AGO |
For the third afternoon in a row, I haven't had one ounce of energy to spare. I spent most of my time in my living room recliner nodding off every time I tried to read something on my laptop. Thanks to commenter Ron from Franklin, Tennessee on last night's post, I have tapped into Rich Bowlin On YouTube with his iPhone tips for Seniors. How great to have a clear English-speaking instructional Senior person on YouTube for a change. Anyway, as soon as I can get all these dosing zzzzzz's out of my head and clear up my mind, I will be following this fellow's instructions with Kelly's iPhone 15 in hand. Wish me luck. ----------------------------------
A Blast From Our Past:)) Our Sunday Search For Cochise's Council Rocks...It took us two tries to finally find the location of the Indian Chief Cochise's council rocks in the Dragoon Mountains of southeastern Arizona but 14 years ago yesterday we did indeed find that location. Remember to click on the smaller pictures to enlarge them. |
A WANDERING DRAINAGE DITCH CUTS THROUGH A FARMER'S FIELD |
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BARE BRANCHES REFLECTED IN A COLD DECEMBER CREEK |
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I'VE ALWAYS KIND LIKED THIS HILLTOP HOUSE FOR SOME REASON |
Al's Music Box:)) The Master's Call “The Master’s Call” is a song featured on Marty Robbins’ iconic 1959 album Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs. Written and performed by Robbins in a strophic song structure, “The Master’s Call” is a redemptive tale about a young man who leaves home behind to plunder and rob as an outlaw. One night the speaker is rustling cattle, which was once “a common hazard of early settlers in Texas,” when he finds himself reflecting upon his sinful life. Distracted by strange voices and visions, the narrator is thrown from his horse and faced with the stampeding herd of cattle. The narrator cries out for mercy and witnesses the face of Jesus Christ in a flashing bolt of lightning. The same bolt of lightning kills the charging cattle, thus saving his life and reaffirming his faith in God. The song’s intended message is that God has a reason for everything, and it ends with the narrator devoting his life and soul to his savior. From the moment “The Master’s Call” begins we are subject to somber background vocals mournfully singing alongside a soft guitar harmony. These aspects immediately set the tone of the track before any words are exchanged. Thus by the time that Robbins sings the first line, “When I was but a young man I was wild and full of fire,” we already have the feeling that this is going to be a sad tale. Sure enough, the speaker ends up leaving his parents to lead a life of sin. Since it is composed in the strophic form, the instrumentation does not change much during the course of the song. However, “The Master’s Call” is a powerful song that builds in intensity as the song progresses, and Robbins’ vocal inflections convey a considerable emotional depth to the listener. Robbins sings with passion, and he sings less calmly and more passionately as the song builds. We can truly feel the remorse in his voice as he sings: And I cried oh Lord forgive me, don’t let it happen now. I want to live for you alone, oh God these words I vow. These lines actually lead up to the song’s emotional climax, in which the speaker privately realizes the sinfulness of his life and the years that he has wasted pursuing unjust causes. Robbins’ singing during this verse is powerful and commanding, even when compared to the rest of the song. In fact, this is the one part in which the instruments deviate from their regular structure. The guitar branches out and does its own thing, seemingly reflecting the speaker’s own loss of control. Before long the pace of the song has returned to normal, and the speaker is back to the present moment again and out of the moral dilemmas brewing in his head. As listeners, we have to almost readjust after such a raw display of emotion. The song’s themes of redemption, faith, and devotion are indubitably related to Marty Robbins’ own religious beliefs. When asked in an interview whether he believed God played a role in his career, Robbins had the following to say: “I started praying for this long before I ever got it, and long before I ever got into the business. Because I do believe in prayer. And I prayed for all these things, and God gave me the strength to get them. I have never set up any particular goal. Never. I just let it happen. Because I knew it was going to happen”. Robbins’ faith in a wise and benevolent God is evident in this song, in which a sinner is spared and allowed a second chance at life. “The Master’s Call” is arguably one of the most powerful tracks from Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs. Haunting background vocalists and memorable guitar playing set a somber stage for the listener, but ultimately only serve to complement Marty Robbins’ outstanding talent as a singer and a songwriter. This song’s instrumentation, vocals, and overall message make it an incredibly engaging and potentially enlightening experience for listeners.
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GROANER'S CORNER:(( Although this married couple enjoyed their luxury fishing boat together, it was the husband who was always behind the wheel operating the boat. He was concerned about what might happen in an emergency. So one day out on the lake he suddenly said to his wife, "Ok honey, this is a drill. Pretend that I am having a heart attack. You must get the boat safely to shore." She was initially surprised and flustered, but she soon settled down and was able to safely drive the boat to shore. Later that evening, the wife walked into the living room where her husband was watching television. She sat down next to him, grabbed the remote control, switched the channel, and said to him, "OK honey, this is a drill. Pretend I'm having a heart attack. You must set the table, cook dinner, and wash the dishes."----------------------------------
- Why is it called a "building" when it is already built?
- do they call them "apartments" when they are all stuck together?
- Why is there an expiration date on SOUR cream?
- If you keep trying to prove Murphy's Law, will something keep going wrong?
- Why does flammable and inflammable mean the same thing?
- How can someone "draw a blank"?
- Shouldn't there be a shorter word for "monosyllabic"?
- Why is the word "abbreviate" so long?
- Why did kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
- What is another word for "thesaurus"?
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A Policeman said to a fair haired lady: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact? The fair haired lady replied: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
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- They say money talks, but mine just waves goodbye.
- The depressing thing about tennis is that no matter how much I play, I’ll never be as good as a wall.
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"A guy was so happy that it was St Patrick's day, he was literally bouncing off the walls!" "What was his name, you might ask?" "Rick O'Shea."
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KELLY WALKING WITH HER SISTER IN LAW LESLIE IN SARASOTA FLORIDA |
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KELLY WITH HER OLDEST SON JASON AT BAYFIELD'S MAIN STREET SANTA CLAUSE PARADE ABOUT 5 YEARS AGO |
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Al, yes I bet it was Kelly; glad you're open to her communication ways ! Have U read ' Reunions ' by Dr Raymond Moody ? 🌺
ReplyDeleteAunt Jean is amazingly
ReplyDeleteon top of things!
It's so nice that Pheebs gets to go with you as you run errands.
Your being tired during the
afternoons makes sense to me,you have been busy
and are without the love of your life Kelly .
Thank you for another good post.I hope you and
Pheebs rest well tonight -Mary
Whoppers and me in college: i was at the Kalamazoo Burger King (the same one Elvis was spotted at after he died) and they were remodeling the interior. I stopped at the first drive-thru window and paid for my Whopper meal. Went to the second window and got a “pardon our dust - Free Whopper” coupon with my meal. Well, I was a poor college student, so I went back the next night. Wash, rinse, repeat for FOUR days! When they finally failed to give me a coupon on the 4th day, I said to myself ‘thank God’. It took a long time before I could eat another Whopper. :)
ReplyDeleteYour posts just keep getting better and better - and when you direct us back to memories and previous posts, it amazes me how very full, rich and rewarding your life was when you and Kelly were traveling. And I had never heard the song "The Master's Call" before - a very profound message is there. Also Pheebs has had a wonderful love filled life with you and Kelly. Love your blogs !
ReplyDeleteSo. The SSN emerges....in a case of what sounds like pure synchronicity. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThree pieces of luck in one day: the found SSN, more of those "rare" coffee filters, and a coherent You Tube to assist with the iPhone!
ReplyDeleteYour Angel was looking down on you today and then Aunt Jean was the icing on the cake so to speak. One less thing to worry about now.
ReplyDeleteI imagine that your tiredness is
Rest of my post. . . I imagine that your tiredness is related to the very stressful time that you have had for a long time. It takes time for the body to recover, but lots of rests and naps will help. Take care.
ReplyDeleteI have several boxes of those very filters without the coffee pot. I would like to send them to you. So I will email you tmmrw and then you can provide your mailing address. I will just re respond to Kelly’s last email.
ReplyDeleteGlad things fell into place today, Al. Yes, that was Kelly urging you to look under that placemat! And Aunt Jean just confirmed it. Glad she is well after that awful storm down there; glad her car and building were OK. Please rest lots, especially good are afternoon naps. An hour or two nap each day is so good for calming one's restlessness and even a bit of confusion. It's too early to think of this, but your search for the SIN had me thinking that maybe Kelly told Sabra which company the two of you use to do your income taxes, presumably joint taxes. Just a thought. Be well, my friend. Barb M.
ReplyDeleteForgot to say I love that you've added Kelly's Corner. So nice!
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