The first stop for Pheebs and I on our way to Goderich this morning was at Richard and Gayles house to see if they needed anything from town. Richard just got home yesterday from spending 22 days in two of London's hospitals. Only needing some coffee cream, Pheebs and I were soon our way. McD's coffee to go, and down to the harbor for a few photos. From there it was off to Walmart for the usual sundries. Stopped at Richard and Gayles on the way back for a visit. He sure is glad to be home because it was touch and go in the hospital when he was first admitted three weeks ago. He's going to let me know if he feels strong enough for a coffee and muffins tour later in the week. From there, it was straight home. I didn't get anything major accomplished this afternoon with most of my time spent puttering around in the kitchen area. Pheebs is still doing good:))
A STOP FOR PHEEBS TO HAVE A PEE |
GODERICH'S BEACH STREET STATION IN THE BACKGROUND |
THE TUGBOAT OCEAN A. SIMARD KEEPING A CLEAR PASSAGE THROUGH THE ICE FROM LAKE HURON TO GODERICH'S INNER HARBOR |
THE SIMARD HAS ITS WORK CUT OUT FOR IT IN THIS THICKENING ICE |
PHEEBS DOESN'T LIKE WINTER ANY MORE THAN I DO |
GROANER'S CORNER:(( A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband. Suddenly, her husband burst into the kitchen. "Careful," he said, "CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my GOD! You're cooking too many at once. TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my GOD! WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They're going to STICK! Careful! CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you're cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST your mind? Don't forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!" The wife stared at him. "What in the world is wrong with you? You think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?" The husband calmly replied, "I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I'm driving."
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Who's there?
Wanda!
Wanda who?
Wanda buy some Girl Scout cookies!
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Wannetta!
Wannetta who?
Wannetta time please!
One evening I was in a bar talking to my friend.
"Last night, while I was out drinking, a burglar broke into my house.." "Did he get anything?" asked my friend. "Yes," I said. "A broken jaw, six teeth knocked out, and a pair of broken ribs. My wife thought it was me coming home drunk!!
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Al's Doggy World
Kelly's Corner
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ELLA, KELLY, AND KELLY'S DAUGHTER, REBECCA |
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CONTEMPLATING BUYING A DOGGY BED AT CHRISTMAS CIRCLE BORREGO SPRINGS, CALIFORNIA |
ON ANOTHER OF OUR MORNING HIKES |