KELLY'S RECLINER DECISION IS PENDING

A SNOW STREAMER COMING IN OFF LAKE HURON OVERNIGHT DUMPED ABOUT AN INCH OF SNOW ON US

We woke up to a white landscape this morning.  I don't much like when that happens but here we are. 

ON OUR WAY TO GODERICH THIS MORNING THROUGH A COMBINATION OF RAIN AND SNOW

Rethinking her recliner chair decision late last week, Kelly, stopped into Goderich's Home Hardware (furniture division) again to have a look at a different chair and saw one she had previously overlooked and liked better.  This morning we headed off to Goderich to have another look at that chair.  Kelly's recliner decision is pending...................   

 PATIENTLY WAITING IN THE HOME HARDWARE PARKING LOT

PHEEBS WASN'T THE ONLY DOGGY IN THE PARKING LOT WAITING

Al's Music Box:)) Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain by Willie Nelson.  In October 1975, the song became Nelson's first No. 1 hit as a singer, and at year's end, was the third-biggest song of 1975 on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart.  In 1975 at the 18th Annual Grammy Awards, "Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain" won Willie a Grammy for Best Country Vocal Performance, Male. It was his first Grammy out of twelve he would go on to win.  

GROANER'S CORNER:((  An airline pilot wrote that on this particular flight, he had made a really bad landing and hammered his 747 Jumbo Jet onto the runway really hard. The airline had a policy that required the first officer to stand at the door while the passengers exited, smile, and give them a "Thanks for flying XYZ airline." He said that in light of his bad landing, he had a hard time looking the passengers in the eye, thinking that someone would have a smart comment. Finally, everyone had gotten off except for this little old lady walking with a cane. She said, "Sonny, mind if I ask you a question?" "Why no Ma'am," said the pilot, "what is it?" The little old lady said, "Did we land, or were we shot down?"

Another flight Attendant's comment on a less-than-perfect landing: "We ask you to please remain seated as Captain Kangaroo bounces us to the terminal."

As the plane landed and was coming to a stop at Washington National, a lone voice came over the loudspeaker: "Whoa, big fella. WHOA!"

Heard on Southwest Airlines just after a very hard landing in Salt Lake City: The flight attendant came on the intercom and said, "That was quite a bump and I know what ya'll are thinking. I'm here to tell you it wasn't the airline's fault, it wasn't the pilot's fault, it wasn't the flight attendants' fault.....it was the asphalt!"

Overheard on an American Airlines flight into Amarillo, Texas, on a particularly windy and bumpy day. During the final approach, the Captain was really having to fight it. After an extremely hard landing, the Flight Attendant came on the PA and announced, "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Amarillo. Please remain in your seats with your seat belts fastened while the Captain taxis what's left of our airplane to the gate!"

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I AM CONVINCED SOMETHING BEYOND MAN'S COMPREHENSION IS GOING ON

 A FEW CHRISTMAS LIGHTS AROUND OUR PARK

The cloud cover was so thick this morning that if there had been Elephants walking on the cloud tops they would not have fallen through.  And, with temps at 41F, the morning air was still doable.  So, it was off we went with our front windows down and the heater on.  And, once again, it was a good Jeep ride for me and the furry Kid.

THE SUNDAY MORNING  HORSE BLANKET GANG IS AGAIN GATHERED UNDER THE BIG OLD WILLOW TREE

Kelly put up some more outside Christmas decorations today.  I spent time ravaging through our two sheds looking for a couple of electric rotating lights that I had put away in a safe place last January.  That safe place in fact is so safe that I still have not found them.  (Update) I found them:))

 YES, THIS WILL LOOK SO MUCH BETTER WITH SOME SNOW ON THE GROUND

Because of our milder weather Saturday night, I decided to take my camera for a walk around a couple blocks here at our Park and snap a few Christmas lights pics that residents had up.  The pics would look better with snow but chances are it would be too cold for me then and I wouldn't get it done.  I know the past two years about this time I mentioned in my blog that I was going to go out and take some nighttime pics around our Park and never did.  Last night I didn't need gloves or even a winter coat on.  And when I got home I was even sweating a bit from the camera walk.

 SOME FOLKS HAVE REALLY SPENT SOME SERIOUS TIME AND EFFORT AND IT SHOWS

With all these cold and dreary days going on, I finished another book titled Secret Government UAP Cover-Ups.  Don't let the cover of this book throw you off.  This is a serious no-nonsense easily readable up-to-date look at this whole UAP/UFO phenomenon by author Barry Sheurweghs.  Despite having been a witness to the Phoenix Lights back in 1997 his former skeptical self at times still keeps him on his toes about what it is he has managed to make some sense out of.  There is a lot of relevant info in this book.  Although I have not seen anything in the sky myself I couldn't logically explain, I'm kind of in the same boat as this author is.  I am convinced something beyond man's comprehension is going on, but I just don't exactly know what it is.  Welcome to the club eh.

 THESE ARE A FEW PICS FROM AROUND OUR HOUSE SATURDAY NIGHT

Al's Music Box:)) The Christmas Song (commonly subtitled "Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire" or, as it was originally subtitled, "Merry Christmas to You") is a classic Christmas song written in 1945 by Robert Wells and Mel Torme.  The Nat King Cole Trio first recorded the song in June 1946. At Cole's behest – and over the objections of his label, Capitol Records – a second recording was made in August utilizing a small string section. This version became a massive hit on both the pop and R&B charts. Cole again recorded the song in 1953, using the same arrangement with a full orchestra arranged and conducted by Nelson Riddle, and once more in 1961, in a stereophonic version with another full orchestra arranged and conducted by Ralph Carmichael. Cole's 1961 version is generally regarded as definitive and, in 2004, was the most-loved seasonal song with women aged 30–49; while the original 1946 recording was inducted into the Grammy Hall Of Fame in 1974. In 2022, the 1961 Nat King Cole recording was selected by the Library Of Congress for preservation in the United States National Recording Registry as being "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant."

GROANER'S CORNER:((  Earl and Bubba are quietly sitting in a boat fishing, chewing tobacco, and drinking beer when suddenly Bubba says, "Think I'm gonna divorce the wife... she ain't spoke to me in over 2 months."  Earl spits overboard, takes a long, slow sip of beer and says, "Better think it over Bubba... women like that are hard to find."

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I went to a wise man the other day for advice and he said, "He who knows and knows he knows, knows not. He who knows not and knows he knows not, knows."  I don't know who's going to do my taxes next year, but I know it won't be him again.

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A guy found a penguin and showed him to a policeman.  The policeman said, "Take that penguin to the zoo now."  Next day the policeman sees the man with the penguin again.  The policeman stops the guy and says, I told you yesterday to take the penguin to the Zoo so what on earth are you doing with the penguin in your truck again?"  The guy says, "What else is there to do? Yesterday I took him to the zoo and today I'm taking him to the movies."

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QUICKLY RETRIEVING MY FROG-CATCHING NET

 THIS FELLOW IN OUR FRONT YARD FROG POND TODAY THINKS IT'S SPRING

If it wasn't two weeks before Christmas and I had a blindfold on when stepping out the door I would have thought it felt like an early Spring day.  Under cloudy skies, we topped out at 57F today and that included a few brief sunsplashes about mid-afternoon.  Temperature records were broken today.  Just think, a month from now we'll already be past the first week of January:))

 WE STILL HAVE A FEW GREEN LEAVES LEFT

Already knowing our country road walking spot was too muddy for paws and boots, Pheebs and I contented ourselves with a front windows-down drive through the countryside listening to cool tunes on Sirius XM radio.  We were home again sometime after 10.

Because it wasn't freezing, snowing, or raining, Kelly ventured out into the front yard to put up some Christmas decorations.  Pheebs slipped out to help and I wasn't long in following with a stepladder.  Kelly did most of the decorating while I teetered around on the stepladder to reach the higher points for the lights.  While near our frog pond, I noticed a slight movement in the water and there sat a frog probably thinking it was Spring.  Quickly retrieving my frog-catching net I scooped the little fella up and took him over to the Park's big pond.  Last I saw of him he was paddling fast for the bottom to get himself nestled into the soft mud for winter.  Hmmm, maybe I should consider that.

 PUTTING UP SOME CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS TODAY

 PHEEBS IS A BIG HELP JUST BY BEING HERE

Hard to imagine, but we actually got ourselves through a whole week without any medical appointments.  Our next one will be in London on December 20th and it will be an Angiogram for Kelly.     

 OUR FRONT YARD ALWAYS LOOKS SO SCRAGGLY THIS TIME OF YEAR

Al's Music Box:)) Leader Of The Band is a song written by American singer/songwriter Dan Fogelberg for his 1981 album The Innocent Age. The song was written as a tribute to his father Lawrence Fogelberg, a musician and leader of a band who was still alive when the song was released.

OUR FROG POND WITH ALL THE PINE NEEDLES AND SUNBURST LOCUST LEAVES IN IT

GROANER'S CORNER:((  When my 14-year-old son, Patrick, stepped up to the plate during a Colt League baseball game, the young announcer declared, "Now batting, the right fielder, number 12, Pathogen!"  After some confusion in the stands, the announcer came back on over the loudspeaker. "Sorry folks, that's PAT Hogan!"

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Nine out of ten voices in my head say that I’m crazy. The tenth is humming.

A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

Any of us has the capacity to light up a room. Some when they enter, others when they leave it.

I am the human version of tangled headphones!!

 

Change is inevitable, except from a parking meter.

A real 'Smart TV' would increase the volume when you started eating chips.

Doesn’t expecting the unexpected make the unexpected expected?

 Don’t tell me the sky is the limit when there are footprints on the moon.

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