A WINTER FLASHBACK AND A DAY FOR ME TO REMEMBER 38 YEARS AGO

‘FLASHBACK’

Not a lot to write about today and I kept the photos to a dull roar as well.  I do get a little over the top and carried away with my words and photos some days.  Short ride for Pheebs and I up to Goderich and back.  Another beautiful Autumn day allowed us to again work away on outside things.  Kelly cleaned up and organized our back porch and deck area while I raked up a bunch of pine needles and cleaned two of three ceiling fan screens in the Motorhome.  Half a dozen other little things kept us both busy and of course tuckered us out by mid afternoon.  We are so fortunate to have this nice weather on our side right now.

WATERS OF LAKE HURON WERE CHOPPY TODAY

Well it’s October 19th again and every year on this day I like to think back to a day in 1979 in what was to me a very tumultuous time.  Each year on this day I always include a link about the very first Alcoholics Anonymous meeting I ever attended. It was a meeting that changed my life overnight.  I wrote this post back in October of 2009……. A Special Day In My Life.

THE SECOND AND FRONT HALF OF A NEW HOUSE IN THE PARK HAS ARRIVED

THE BACK HALF

THE TWO HOUSE HALVES WILL BE SET UPON THIS CONCRETE FOUNDATION AND JOINED TOGETHER

HERE IN OUR PARK BE THE HALLOWEENY HOME OF YUMMY PEANUT BUTTER COOKIE BAKER KAYAKATTACK ON TAMARACK

‘OK DAD I GOT ER IN REVERSE LET’S HEAD FOR HOME AND SEE MOM’

And here’s a link to another flashback two years ago on this day.  If your wondering what winter can look like here at our place you will want to have a look at this……We Didn't See or Hear the Giant Snow Monster Roll Over Us in the Night.

PHEEBS AND KELLY

GROANER'S CORNER:((  A man is like a fine wine.  He starts out raw as grapes, and it's a woman's job to stomp on him and keep him in the dark until he matures into something she'd like to have dinner with.

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OLD POSTAL CARRIERS never die, they just lose their zip
OLD PRINTERS never die, they're just not the type

OLD PROGRAMMERS never die, they just get bugged with life

OLD PROPANE TANKS never die, they just run out of gas

OLD QUARTERBACKS never die, they just fade back and pass away

OLD PROGRAMMERS never die, they just go to bits

OLD QUILTERS never die, they just go to pieces

OLD PROGRAMMERS never die, they just lose their memory

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Knock Knock
Who's there !
Honeydew!
Honeydew who?
Honeydew you know how nice you look tonight?

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