UP TO AND DOWN TO AND OVER TO AND A PERCEIVED CRAZY GUY MIGHT LIVE HERE!!

 WITH HER HOLDS LADEN WITH ROCK SALT THE  ALGOMA INNOVATOR UNDER A CLOUDY SKY  LEAVES THE PORT OF GODERICH LATE THIS MORNING

When reading a map, north is always at the top and south is at the bottom.  East is on the right-hand side of the map and West is on the left.  So, whatever is above your present location is 'up' and anything south of your location is 'down'.  Therefore, when Pheebs and I went to Goderich this morning from our Bayfield location we went 'up to' Goderich.  A few weeks ago we went 'down to' Grand Bend.  If we go West we go 'over to' the lake and East 'over to' the town of Clinton or any other locations East of us.  Bayfield is a mile or so southwest of us but we never say we are going 'up' or 'down' or 'over' to Bayfield.  We just simply 'go to' Bayfield.  Ya, I know, it confuses me too so I guess that's why I mentioned it.  

HARDY FOLKS OUT BRAVING THE ICY COLD WINDS COMING IN ACROSS LAKE HURON

 'HURRY UP MOM AND DAD IT'S FREEZING OUT HERE

 FISHING BOATS SAFELY SNUGGLED INTO GODERICH'S INNER HARBOR FOR THE WINTER

 SPOTTED THE ALGOMA INTREPID DOCKED AT THE GODERICH SALT MINE 

I sometimes wonder if in our Bayfield Pines Park I am maybe thought of as kind of a crazy guy.  And, I can tell you that there is some merit in that.  We often have people walking by with their dogs, etc.  If at any time someone is going by and it is the same time I have just spotted a squirrel on our birdfeeder they might see me come flying out our sunroom door with arms flailing and making loud 'phisssing' noises as well as possibly using some slightly loud blue letter words.  They don't see the squirrel of course but they see the crazy guy waving his arms and maybe even throwing something like a shoe.  Yes, I've done that.  Sometimes walking by they might hear someone talking in our front yard and yes that is me again.  It may look like I am the only one there, but I'm not.  If they were to look closer they would see I am talking to Pheebs who is somewhere near me.  And yes, I always talk to Pheebs.  Some days they may be audibly alerted to a few rather loud and unsavory #!!*% words.  Those are the times I have hit my finger with a hammer or banged my head on something.  Maybe dropped a rock on my foot or slammed an engine hood on my hand.  Maybe the lawn mower won't start, maybe I can't find the screwdriver I had in my hand six seconds ago, or forgotten what I was doing the instant I turn my back on whatever it was I was doing.  Maybe the zipper is stuck on my winter coat and I can't undo it.  Ya, that one will fry me up real good every time.  Maybe I'm filling a bird feeder and the feeder tips over or when I'm trying to put a stepladder up to a tree and a branch keeps getting in my way forcing me to move the ladder which then proceeds to fold itself up with my fingers painfully pinched in the folding up mechanism!!  Or, I wonder who was walking by our house the day I left a bin door open on our motor home then proceeded to drive ahead, catch the bin door on a pine tree and rip it right off.  Or the day I couldn't get the engine hood of our Jeep Wrangler open and threw my baseball cap on the ground and jumped on it.  Yes indeed, I wonder who was walking by that day.  So, when you add these few of many things up I too would have to agree....I think maybe there might be a crazy guy living in the house!!

PHEEBS AND I HAD TO CAREFULLY MANEUVER OUR WAY THROUGH A HERD OF GEESE ON THE ROAD

Well, that's about enough out of me for another day I'd say.  And remember, if you happen to be walking past our house and think it's a Gorilla you hear, I can well assure you it is just silly me being my usual pain in the rear:))

GROANER'S CORNER:((  An elderly woman walked into the local country church. The friendly usher greeted her at the door and helped her up the flight of steps. "Where would you like to sit?" he asked politely. "The front row please." she answered. "You really don't want to do that", the usher said. "The pastor is really boring." "Do you happen to know who I am?" the woman inquired."No." he said. "I'm the pastor's mother," she replied indignantly. "Do you know who I am?" he asked. "No." she said. "Good," he answered.

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How was your blind date?" a college student asked her roommate.  "Terrible!" the roommate answered. "He showed up in his 1932 Rolls Royce."  "Wow! That's a very expensive car. What's so bad about that?"
"He was the original owner."

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