Monday, March 12, 2012
We were vacationing in Phoenix last 2008 when we took this picture. We had hired a tour of the Navajo Trail. It was pretty nice, I would highly recommend it if you ever go. We got stories about legends and ghost towns. There was a book by Steinbeck called Tortilla Flat. Well, we went through Tortilla Flat. I gotta tell you, it ain't much.
We saw a lot of wild life out there too. At one point, we were going down the road and Mike yelled for us to "Stop! Look at that!" Look at what? "Those animals. What are they deer?"
No one else could see them. Not even our guide. But Mike insisted that they were there. Suddenly, She(WMBO) saw them. I was still not seeing them. Ultimately, I was the last one to see them.
Oh, they weren't deer, they were sheep. But they were so well camouflaged that it took us all several minutes.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
A man and his wife were traveling down the highway when the man, who was driving, saw police lights behind him. Realizing that his seatbelt was not fastened he reached over and clicked it in.
The cop came to the window and the man ask the officer if he had been speeding.
"No,sir, you weren't wearing your seatbelt."
"I am wearing my seatbelt!"
"Sir I saw you were not wearing it."
"Wearing it now!"
"Sir, I saw you reach over and buckle it."
"I was adjusting it. Look, ask my wife she was right here and could see everything."
"Ma'am, can you add anything here?"
So the wife leaned over and said, "Son, I've been married to this man for forty years and I think you should just give up. There is no arguing with this man when he's been drinking."
Sunday, March 11, 2012
We were parents very early. We were 21 and 20 when Dr Dani was born. Mere children! in retrospect. But as a consequence of being a parent so early, I had little tolerance for women around me getting all squeally and sceamy and jumping-up-and-down because, "I'M GOING TO BE AN AUNT!"
Who cares? Big Whoop. Get a life, have your own child then give up your life.
My dearest explained it all to me that some women who can't or won't be having babies anytime soon, still have theat mothering instinct and blah blah blah.
See? I told you I was quite intolerant.
Well, now here I am in my late fifties. I have two married adult children and no Grandchildren. I sure would like some Grandchildren I could spoil rotten, feed 'em Froot Loops and send them home.
So in that regard, I suppose I do understand ... the unfulfilled desire for your next generation. Still ...
Anyway, both of them have dogs. Sweet little dogs who just love to slobber all over me. It's not quite the same as a grandchild, but until one of them comes through, it'll just have to do.
Here is Dave's pug, Pancake. He loves to climb up in my lap and snorting and snuffling, leave hair all over my clothes. He's with us for 10 days while Dave and Carolyn are in Hawaii.
At least a grandchild wouldn't leave me a steamer on the kitchen floor.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
This is She(WMBO) around the time I first met her and about six month before I had the brains, courage, good sense to ask her out. Yes, we are high school sweethearts and in June will have been married for 39 years.
And to day is her birthday. Happy Birthday love of my lifetime. Sometimes, I cannot believe my luck.
About six weeks ago I ordered her birthday present from an Irish store, Siopa.com siopa.com
It was this lovely pair of earrings.
Made of Belleek parian china, they were small and arrived quickly. I put them into a desk drawer in my space in the attic room. When I went to get her birthday gift, and it's not often that I find her the perfect gift, I was very excited then terribly let down.
They had been stolen.
She hires people to come in and clean because it's such a big house that I can't do it all in a day by myself. As well as I can figure, someone who was on June's team, one of the temporaries, couldn't be trusted.
So all she got was a picture.
I tried to call Siopa on their 800 number to expedite an order. In a heavy Irish accent the message said "You have reached Siopa. Thank you for calling. Our telephone ordering weekend hours are T'ursday 10 and 4."
Not Thursday, "T'ursday". And since when is the weekend on T;ursday.
You gotta love the Irish.
I did order a new pair and I expect them by next weekend.
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