NOT EXACTLY FLYING WITH THE EAGLES JUST YET

MUSHROOM LOVE AS THESE TWO ‘SHROOMS’ GIVE NEW MEANING TO THE WORD ‘MUSHY’

AWWWW GEEEEEZZZZ I WISHED I HAD SOMEBODY TO BE MUSHY WITH

Much cooler overnight temperatures brought in a heavy morning cloud cover which actually worked out well for me.  I was able to get another half dozen windows cleaned first thing as well as sparkling up a few mirrors around the house.  Other than that little burst of energy early on I didn't seem to gain a lot of altitude today so I am not exactly soaring with the Eagles just yet.

ALL OF TONIGHT’S MUSHROOM FILE PHOTOS WERE TAKEN  RIGHT HERE ON OUR PROPERTY

Neither Kelly or I could remember the last time we had an A&W Teen Burger and with A&W having a 'special offer' on at the moment we loaded up Pheebs and it was off to Goderich with us around noon.  A tour around town after our burgs and we were soon home again.

WHEN I WAS BENDING OVER TO TAKE THIS PHOTO MY HEAD FELL OFF AND I HAD THE HARDEST DARN TIME FINDING IT AGAIN

BIT OF A TIGHT SQUEEZE GOING ON HERE

“COME ON MARSHA NOBODY’S LOOKING”

The cloud cover hung on all day and I struggled for motivation.  My day had started at 3:30 a.m. so I blamed my lethargic state on that.  Would you believe this is my second full day without taking a single photo.  At this rate my cameras are going to seize up.  A thank you to readers and commenters for your support regarding my Thursday post after my blog was referred to by another commenter as 'boring drivel'.   Not to worry folks………..I’m not going anywhere:))

HIDE AND SEEK….’YOUR IT’

SOME OF THESE MUSHROOMS ARE PURE 10K GOLD INSIDE:))

“GOLDARNIT WHERE ARE YOU KIDS HIDING ANYWAY”

<<< I THINK THESE TWO LITTLE MUSHROOM GUYS ARE ALIENS FROM THE PLANET SHROOM TRYING TO MAKE CONTACT WITH THOSE TWO ORANGE EARTHLINGS FROM THE SUMAC TRIBE

I can't remember ever meeting a dessert I didn't like but not so for my good friend Jim over at Lifetime Sentences as he gets himself bamboozled in a switcheroo cherry pie swap and comes out the other side smelling like a rhubarb.   Oh wait I just thought of a dessert I never did much care for.  Remember mince meat pie??  Now there's one I was never really able to wrap my gums around.  Too much mince and not enough meat I guess!!

GROANER'S CORNER:((  Larry goes to the revival and listens to the preacher. After awhile the preacher asks anyone with needs to be prayed over to come forward to the front at the altar. Larry gets in line, and when it's his turn, the preacher asks: "Larry, what do you want me to pray about for you?" Larry replies: "Preacher, I need you to pray for my hearing." The preacher puts one finger in Larry's ear, and he places the other hand on top of Larry's head and prays and prays and prays. After a few minutes, the preacher removes his hands, stands back and asks Larry:"Larry, how is your hearing now?" Larry says, "I don't know, Reverend, it's not until next Wednesday."

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A doctor told his patient after reviewing his x-rays he needed surgery costing $5000.  The patient said he only had $500.00 and what could be done.  The doctor said, "Well, I can always touch-up your x-rays."

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There was this nun named Sister Mary who, though she tried and tried, could never please the Mother Superior. One day she comes up with an idea: since the abbey was always cold, she decided to cut some wood and build a fire in the fireplace to heat the place up. She spent all day chopping, hauling and stacking wood. Subsequently, she wound up shredding the sleeves of her habit. Later that night, as the other nuns came into the rectory, they were delighted to find the place warm and cozy, with a big fire roaring in the fireplace. Then Mother Superior comes in and yells, "Sister Mary! Go fix your torn habit this instant!" Sister Mary, crying, asks, "But Mother Superior, aren't you happy that the abbey is warm?" To which the Mother Superior replies, "Yes, but when you ax, then ye shall re-sleeve."

AND THAT’S ABOUT AS FAR AS I HAD BETTER GO WITH THAT!!

A FEW FILE PHOTOS TONIGHT

Woke up feeling a bit better this morning but knew i wasn’t out of the woods yet when I couldn’t drum up much enthusiasm for a morning Jeep ride.  I kinda ambled and slouched around for about half an hour trying to drum up some non-existent interest.  Thoughts of heading back to my recliner were of no inspiration either so finally deciding on the first of two low interest options I chose the first one and away Pheebs and I went. 

OUR BACK YARD

It was a half hearted chug-a-long drive up to Goderich.  My eyes were not seeing the beautiful morning around me and my cameras remained beside my seat.  Picked up our usual fare at McDonalds and ambled down to the harbor.  Stood by the water listening to the waves for awhile as Pheebs had herself a good sniff around.  Still couldn’t drum up any creative interest for photos so we headed on home. 

My recliner snagged me for about an hour as I snoozily watched a documentary about a ship looking for something in the North Sea.  Turned on the depressing noon news for a couple minutes then all of a sudden I was up out of my chair like a jack-in-the-box heading for the carport.  With a step ladder in hand as well as a roll of paper towels and a bottle of glass cleaner I tackled a job I’ve been putting off for a long time.  Window cleaning!!

Despite another ‘too hot and muggy for me day’ I did manage to get about a third of our windows cleaned before retreating inside to seat myself in front of a fan at the computer.  Luckily we did not have to fire up the A/C unit.  It was during the short walk from my recliner to our carport early this afternoon that I knew the dark cloud hanging over me these past few days was beginning to dissipate.  So, with renewed energy again I am once more off to meet my next dilemma whatever and wherever that may be.  Life's challenges will always be out there and that will never change but I won't always be here and for right now I am the only one in this challenging life equation of mine that can implode on myself from time to time.   Through comments and emails it is comforting to know there are many others who do understand these things I occasionally blog about in my posts.  

I THINK MOST EVERYONE CAN REMEMBER EXACTLY WHERE THEY WERE THAT MAGICAL SUNDAY NIGHT YEARS AGO WHEN THE BEATLES FIRST APPEARED ON THE ED SULLIVAN SHOW…..MYSELF AND 3 FRIENDS WERE IN A COTTAGE LIVING ROOM JUST THE OTHER SIDE OF THAT FIRST WINDOW ON THE LEFT AND THIS PLACE AT THE TIME WAS KNOWN AS ‘BURTON’S COTTAGE’

THIS IS A VIEW THROUGH THAT WINDOW A COUPLE YEARS AGO ABOUT NOW AND BACK ON THAT MAGICAL NIGHT MANY YEARS AGO A BLACK AND WHITE TELEVISION SAT IN THE FAR CORNER LEFT OF THE FIREPLACE…..BROTHERS JIM AND JOHN EIFERT ALONG WITH MYSELF WATCHED THE BEATLES FROM A COUCH TO THE EXTREME RIGHT WHERE A TELEVISION SITS NOW.  GARY BURTON WHO’S MOTHER AND DAD OWNED THIS COTTAGE IN PORT FRANKS ONTARIO WAS SEATED AS I RECALL IN THE FORGROUND WHERE THE TABLE IS….EVEN AFTER ALL THESE YEARS I STILL REMEMBER THE EXCITEMENT WE ALL FELT THAT NIGHT KNOWING SOMETHING SPECIAL HAD JUST HAPPENED….THAT WAS QUITE A NIGHT EH GUYS:))

And in mentioning comments here is one from Cheryl over at Travel4adventure who in part asks, “Isn't anybody blogging these days? What's going on’'?  Cheryl’s question touched on something that has been on my mind for quite awhile as well.  I left the following reply to Cheryl’s comment, “I've noticed many of the older Bloggers either have given up their blogs entirely, only blog sporadically, or have gone over to Facebook.  And some seem to have been swallowed up by all that Google+ stuff.  The once big happy active Blogland family of a few years ago seems to be scattered. I've noticed the comments on my blog have dropped way off from a few years ago as well and that's probably because I myself am not leaving comments on other Blogger's sites like I used to either and I have to admit I am not reading nearly as many blogs as I once did. I do feel guilty about that of course but like many other Bloggers maybe I have been at this too long. I know that's a poor excuse but it's the only one I got right now. It is extremely difficult writing a blog that is of interest to everyone and I struggle with that every single day. Can't really give you any advice on how to build a better readership and in fact I have a feeling we old blogging Dinosaurs may be the last of a dying breed. If so it sure has been fun while it has lasted”.

I have always been a rather opinionated person and in these latter years I have become more opinionated than ever and for that reason I have to be careful here on my blog about what I say.  For good reason I have always made it a point to stay away from religion and politics.  My strong opinions on these two subjects are hard to contain sometimes and especially with what's going on right now politically to our good neighbor south of the border.  I have never had much of an interest in politics over the years but what's going on in America right now has my riveted attention and I stand absolutely aghast at what I am seeing and hearing.  A country tearing itself apart from within.  And that's about as far as I had better go with that.  Religion??  Nope, wouldn’t touch that one with a 10 foot pole!!

GROANER’S CORNER:((  The poor country pastor was livid when he confronted his wife with the receipt for a $250 dress she had bought.
"How could you do this!" he exclaimed. "I don't know," she wailed, "I was standing in the store looking at the dress. Then I found myself trying it on. It was like the Devil was whispering to me, 'Gee, you look great in that dress. You should buy it.'" "Well," the pastor persisted, "You know how to deal with him! Just tell him, "Get thee behind me, Satan!" "I did," replied his wife, "but then he said 'It looks great from back here, too!”

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Knock Knock
Who's there?
Celeste!
Celeste who?
Celeste time I'm going to tell you this!

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Q: How do you catch a squirrel?

A: Climb up a tree and act like a nut!

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Q: What did the dad buffalo say to his son on the first day of school?

A: Bison

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When Albert Einstein was making the rounds of the speaker's circuit, he usually found himself eagerly longing to get back to his laboratory work. One night as they were driving to yet another rubber-chicken dinner, Einstein mentioned to his chauffeur (a man who somewhat resembled Einstein in looks & manner) that he was tired of speechmaking.
"I have an idea, boss," his chauffeur said. "I've heard you give this speech so many times. I'll bet I could give it for you." Einstein laughed loudly and said, "Why not? Let's do it!" When they arrive at the dinner, Einstein donned the chauffeur's cap and jacket and sat in the back of the room. The chauffeur gave a beautiful rendition of Einstein's speech and even answered a few questions expertly.
Then a supremely pompous professor asked an extremely esoteric question about anti-matter formation, digressing here and there to let everyone in the audience know that he was nobody's fool. Without missing a beat, the chauffeur fixed the professor with a steely stare and said, "Sir, the answer to that question is so simple that I will let my chauffeur, who is sitting in the back, answer it for me."

DEALING WITH A BIT OF DEPRESSION AT THE MOMENT AND ‘DON’T GO THERE UNTIL YOU GET THERE’

It was with sadness I read RV Sue's post this morning.  Her beloved little dog Bridget has passed away.  Spike, Sue's other dedicated little team member died back in late August of 2014.  We first met RV Sue, Bridget and Spike on Darby Wells Road in Ajo Arizona on December 9th 2011.  The last time we saw RV Sue and the crew was south of Quartzsite on December 28th 2013 where we along with RV Sue, Spike and Bridget as well as fellow boon-dockers Bill and Ann with their dogs Julie and Sammy hiked a trail north from Palm Canyon in the Kofa mountains.  Bridget, Spike, and RV Sue have been an integral part of each others lives as they have boon-docked their way around the western half of the United States for the past 5 years.  Sue has the largest loyal RV blog following of anyone I know.   Like RV Sue and the canine crew we too have lived, loved, and traveled with our dogs over the years and well know the emptiness in Sue's heart at the moment.  But there is a ray of sunlight in her life still and his furry four legged name is Reggie.  Spike and Bridget are gone now but in Sue's own words she says, "Reggie and I will stay at Luna Lake a few more days and then we’ll be off to see what lies beyond this bend in the road".  Know that you and Reggie are in our thoughts Sue and how well we remember Bridget and Spike……………….…

                                                    BRIDGET AND SPIKE

Been quite awhile since a bout of depression has sneaked up on me and although I should have recognized the warning signs I was caught up in it before I realized it was upon me.  My mini-meltdown over the fresh water sanitizing ordeal a couple days ago finally triggered it.  My problematic short term memory is proving to be more difficult for me to deal with and I am becoming increasingly frustrated and impatient with myself.  The times of normally forgetting about something and having a laugh about it are gone and here's an example of what I am talking about.  I had unscrewed a brass 'quick coupler' fixture from the rig's intake water fixture.  I set the coupler down just a few inches away.  About two minutes later I decided to screw the coupler back on......but it was gone.  I looked everywhere including on the ground.  Kelly looked all over as well.  The coupler had vanished into thin air.  I was convinced Aliens had beamed it up.  About an hour later I found the coupler attached to another part of the 'quick release' assembly on the end of our garden hose beside me.  I had obviously picked it up and screwed the coupler into that part of the hose but in those short two minutes my mind had completely erased me doing that.  Not even when I found it did my mind remember me picking up the coupler and screwing into the end of the hose.  Nothing, not even a scrap of memory.  Now if this was an isolated case I could say 'hah-hah-hah' how silly of me to forget that.  But it's not an isolated case and I'm afraid I have been very hard on myself as of late over this increasing memory problem of mine.  I know there will be a few readers who will understand exactly what I am talking about and many who won't.  That's normal because we do not all have the same sets of problems and challenges at the same time in our lives. 

Kawarthagal left a comment on my Tuesday night post with a saying in it which says. 'Don't go there until you get there.'  It was in regards to my lament about our RVing future.  Despite my concerns being based in reality my mentioning it in a depressive state brought the 'don't go there until you get there' response and that saying has stuck with me today.  Most ‘sayings’ just blow right on by but this one has stuck.  I am maybe needing to get that tattooed on myself where I can see it on a regular basis.  For me when the heavier side of depression occasionally strikes it generally runs it's course in two, three, maybe four days before I am able to get myself back up on an even keel again.  By the way, for me depression isn't usually caused by one single thing, it's a combination of things built up over time which finally reach a tipping point and become too heavy to carry. 

Pheebs and I did get out for an hour this morning but didn't go any further than the Marsh.   A short walk and we were home again.  Despite another beautiful Autumn day I stayed inside and stuck pretty close to my recliner.  I sometimes need a day like that to let my mind re-set itself.  Better days ahead.

GROANER'S CORNER:((  Sid and Al were sitting in a Chinese restaurant. "Sid," asked Al, "Are there any Jews in China?" "I don't know," Sid replied. "Why don't we ask the waiter?"When the waiter came by, Al said, "Are there any Chinese Jews?""I don't know sir, let me ask," the waiter replied and he went into the kitchen. He quickly returned and said, "No, sir. No Chinese Jews." "Are you sure?" Al asked. "I will check again, sir." the waiter replied and went back to the kitchen. While he was still gone, Sid said, "I cannot believe there are no Jews in China. Our people are scattered everywhere." When the waiter returned he said, "Sir, no Chinese Jews."
"Are you really sure?" Al asked again. "I cannot believe there are no Chinese Jews."
"Sir, I ask everyone," the waiter replied exasperated. "We have orange jews, prune jews, tomato jews and grape jews, but no one ever hear of Chinese jews!"

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A dark haired woman was riding on a train and reading the newspaper. The headline said "12 Brazilian Soldiers Killed."  She shook her head at the sad news, then turned to the passenger next to her and asked, "How many is a brazilian?"