.
Yeah me neither.
Look, I know that change is inevitable. It really is. For all living beings, you have to adapt to the winds out in the world. BUT keeping parts of your life the same is good too. The "lovey" that gets you through the uncomfortable times of your life, even if's a bit frayed on the edges, is still your lovely. Your friends get older (and weirder) but they are still your friends. It's difficult for you. I know that. There's been so many changes that you've had to go through. Doesn't seem fair but I also know that you've managed to survive them. Help those good things in your life to stay the same even while life is changing round you. Or change with it.
Grow...
Think of the changes for the better that didn't exist. Wouldn't you miss the new friend? The one that didn't exist last year or even last week?
Think of all the changes that have made your life easier eh? Like your cell phone? How about Twitter or the Internet. Good changes right?
The trick is to always add things to your Happy List that you take joy in. Keep reading that list to remember all the good things in your life. Even though they change there is one thing that doesn't.
Joy.
Remember that there are things that haven't changed.
I'm still here.
Remember that.
:D
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LOL Okay, something to ponder.
Are you a person who likes the "band aids" in your life ripped off or gently tugged off. Me? It depends. I'm thinking that I'd like my bad news just given warts and all.
And
What's number one on your Happy List?
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Note
Ballad of John and Yoko
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
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Attention
This Wednesday
OneHourTheater’s production of
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Biographies in a Bag
by LLS writer and comedian Lynn Ferguson
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.starring
Rachel Ogilvy
and
Lynn Ferguson
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.
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Note. Ms. Ogilvy's Wednesday night performance will also be live cast on the Internet.
www.twitter.com/OneHourTheater for details.
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Attention
This Wednesday
OneHourTheater’s production of
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Biographies in a Bag
by LLS writer and comedian Lynn Ferguson
.
.
.
.starring
Rachel Ogilvy
and
Lynn Ferguson
.
.
.
.
Note. Ms. Ogilvy's Wednesday night performance will also be live cast on the Internet.
www.twitter.com/OneHourTheater for details.
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"Dear Persons responsible for ...
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changing the formulation of the dishwasher soap so that I have to wash the dishes before I put them into the dishwasher,
This post is for you.
Love (cough)
Housewife Ann
The post.
"Thin Intellegence"
definition
The minimum of knowledge required to do something. Not having the depth of knowledge to understand or predict the consequences of their actions.
Used in a sentence.
The people who changed the formula of the dish washing soap are prime examples of "Thin Intelligence. The new soap doesn't clean the soil off the dishes so that the soil senor, an energy saving device, is rendered useless. Therefore, I have to use more energy and water to pre clean the dishes before the dishwasher cleans them.
Or I guess I could junk this dishwasher and buy another that does work with the new soap. Naw, even if I didn't replace it and simply washed the dishes by hand, junking this dishwasher will add to the clutter of the landfill.
Isn't it possible to have designed soap that would be kind to the environment AND work?
Sure it would. They finally did it with the toilets.
But you'd have to have more than thin intelligence to do this.
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PS I'm going to use the extra water to pre rinse and still use the dishwasher.
As I do, I'm going to say:
A curse to you "thin intelligence person who changed the soap without asking, "How will this affect the existing dishwashers? Will it cause the existing energy efficient machines not to work?" If you really want to get back to the land go with my blessing. Run through the bushes in loin cloths but leave my dishwasher alone. I went along time without one and then got one.
Life is better with than without.
All together now --
"May the bird of Paradise fly up your nose.
May and elephant caress you with it's toes.
May you wife always have runners in her hose.
May the bird of paradise fly up your nose."
Don't go postal, Gentle Readers.
Nope.
This time?
Vote
,,
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changing the formulation of the dishwasher soap so that I have to wash the dishes before I put them into the dishwasher,
This post is for you.
Love (cough)
Housewife Ann
The post.
"Thin Intellegence"
definition
The minimum of knowledge required to do something. Not having the depth of knowledge to understand or predict the consequences of their actions.
Used in a sentence.
The people who changed the formula of the dish washing soap are prime examples of "Thin Intelligence. The new soap doesn't clean the soil off the dishes so that the soil senor, an energy saving device, is rendered useless. Therefore, I have to use more energy and water to pre clean the dishes before the dishwasher cleans them.
Or I guess I could junk this dishwasher and buy another that does work with the new soap. Naw, even if I didn't replace it and simply washed the dishes by hand, junking this dishwasher will add to the clutter of the landfill.
Isn't it possible to have designed soap that would be kind to the environment AND work?
Sure it would. They finally did it with the toilets.
But you'd have to have more than thin intelligence to do this.
.
PS I'm going to use the extra water to pre rinse and still use the dishwasher.
As I do, I'm going to say:
A curse to you "thin intelligence person who changed the soap without asking, "How will this affect the existing dishwashers? Will it cause the existing energy efficient machines not to work?" If you really want to get back to the land go with my blessing. Run through the bushes in loin cloths but leave my dishwasher alone. I went along time without one and then got one.
Life is better with than without.
All together now --
"May the bird of Paradise fly up your nose.
May and elephant caress you with it's toes.
May you wife always have runners in her hose.
May the bird of paradise fly up your nose."
Don't go postal, Gentle Readers.
Nope.
This time?
Vote
,,
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Sunday, January 16, 2011
...
Psst Live ...Internet broadcast... Wednesday...LLS writer Lynn Ferguson... starring RachelOgilvy&LynnFerguson @OneHourTheater for details
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From Twitter
for more information www.twitter.com/OneHourTheater
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Psst Live ...Internet broadcast... Wednesday...LLS writer Lynn Ferguson... starring RachelOgilvy&LynnFerguson @OneHourTheater for details
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From Twitter
for more information www.twitter.com/OneHourTheater
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...
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This Wednesday
Biographies in a Bag
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Attention
This Wednesday
OneHourTheater’s production of
.
Biographies in a Bag
by LLS writer and comedian Lynn Ferguson
.
.
.
.starring
Rachel Ogilvy
and
Lynn Ferguson
.
.
.
.
Note. Ms. Ogilvy's Wednesday night performance will also be live cast on the Internet.
www.twitter.com/OneHourTheater for details.
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P.
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Slacker Nation anthem...Knock on Wood
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Bahbayba wooooooo Ba ba ba beeee.
Dunno why. I just love this song....
I used to read the blog of a very very very industrious person. It seemed as if every blog entry was documented with all of their various projects complete with photos.
It made me tired just to read it.
After a while it seemed as if I had no other choice. I stopped writing those stupid "to do" lists and resolutions and just did stuff. Today for instance I've been surfing the web trying to find something to wash my clothes in. I tried going-shopping for one but I just keep coming to the same notion - "Why, oh why, am I here with aching feet and grouchy WB when I could be at home doing this on the web while I watch Emma Stone in this most excellent movie."
So, after being taken out to eat and entering a griping match with WB?
I went home and got some sleep.
At least I can be comfortable while I grumble about the cost of these machines. I could take the laundry to laundrymat, watch a movie, and surf the web while I grumbled.
In my comfy pants. There'd be a movie, narrowed choices, AND most importantly I'd have clean towels tomorrow. Did I do that yesterday? No, no yesterday I threw my good sense out the window for a chance to ride in the truck to the nearest town so that I could walk around and have a b8tch session.
Not good.
Now the night before that? We ate at a really good Japanese restaurant so it was worth it but last night?
No.
Of course I did get to go to Body Works and there was a sale ...
Hugs Slackers.
Be glad that we live in the age of the Internet.
Yay.
Now if you'll all put on your comfey pants, pour yourself something good to drink, pull out the snacks, and join me in the Slacker Nation anthem -
LOL Rattle them pots and pans???
You better knock on wood :D
AuthorAnn
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Bahbayba wooooooo Ba ba ba beeee.
Dunno why. I just love this song....
I used to read the blog of a very very very industrious person. It seemed as if every blog entry was documented with all of their various projects complete with photos.
It made me tired just to read it.
After a while it seemed as if I had no other choice. I stopped writing those stupid "to do" lists and resolutions and just did stuff. Today for instance I've been surfing the web trying to find something to wash my clothes in. I tried going-shopping for one but I just keep coming to the same notion - "Why, oh why, am I here with aching feet and grouchy WB when I could be at home doing this on the web while I watch Emma Stone in this most excellent movie."
So, after being taken out to eat and entering a griping match with WB?
I went home and got some sleep.
At least I can be comfortable while I grumble about the cost of these machines. I could take the laundry to laundrymat, watch a movie, and surf the web while I grumbled.
In my comfy pants. There'd be a movie, narrowed choices, AND most importantly I'd have clean towels tomorrow. Did I do that yesterday? No, no yesterday I threw my good sense out the window for a chance to ride in the truck to the nearest town so that I could walk around and have a b8tch session.
Not good.
Now the night before that? We ate at a really good Japanese restaurant so it was worth it but last night?
No.
Of course I did get to go to Body Works and there was a sale ...
Hugs Slackers.
Be glad that we live in the age of the Internet.
Yay.
Now if you'll all put on your comfey pants, pour yourself something good to drink, pull out the snacks, and join me in the Slacker Nation anthem -
LOL Rattle them pots and pans???
You better knock on wood :D
AuthorAnn
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Saturday, January 15, 2011
Sunshine for the Tweeties on Tweety
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LOL @CinamonWaffles this song is for you.
SpyroGyra
Catching the Sun
,
LOL @CinamonWaffles this song is for you.
SpyroGyra
Catching the Sun
,
You'll probably want to read the comments...
.
... in the next post entitled Hello world.
First there is the second and final version of the poem (cford - Pup's Smile) in the comments.
Second?
Well there was lots of fun with tranlations of that poem!
Worth the read if you're interest in writing and how it's translated into other languages.
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Regards and I'm outta here.
AuthorAnn
,
... in the next post entitled Hello world.
First there is the second and final version of the poem (cford - Pup's Smile) in the comments.
Second?
Well there was lots of fun with tranlations of that poem!
Worth the read if you're interest in writing and how it's translated into other languages.
.
Regards and I'm outta here.
AuthorAnn
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Hello world.
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Now this is pretty good.
Hello Gentle Readers who are reading this in other parts of the world. (Who knew?) Uhmm I'm hoping that you aren't having to translate this with something like an on line translater. It's hard enough to read the "country slang" for someone who lives in the US. I can't even imagine what Internet tranlater programs are showing.
Because I love to write poetry, please get someone to translate who is familiar with Southern slang.
Or even better?
You are welcome to comment here? I'd love to see the English translation of the poetry.
(Note: translation poetry from one language to another is a difficult thing. Take Haiku. Because of the problems with translations and the nature of Haiku? Haiku written in English vs Japanese can be completely different.
I was writing Haiku for a while and reading about the format. Haiku has a specific format for the poems subject and structure. That's problem enough but it also seems to be nuanced. The words are very powerful because the author must limit the number of words used present the idea. The words chosen are very specific to the image or sensation that the author is trying to express to the reader. Abstract ideas and feeling are whispered or shouted. The feeling of the wind on your cheek or the vision of a newly sprouted seed in the warm earth. It was difficult to choose the words but to have them handed to a machine to be translated???
Ah no.
The prose and the antidotal posts aren't so difficult to translate but the poetry, because I've worked to find those words which will show you the ephemeral emotion in my heart? Please find a human "heart" to translate the "human nature" of the poem.
Or ask me.
I'd be delighted to talk about it.
At the very least, I'll mark the posts were actual writing (rather than just prattle) is being posted.
Happy day and warm thought to you.
AuthorAnn
"What is this thing I hold here?
Neither living nor dead -
And yet?
It is radiant.
And bursting with an energy that is not seen with the eye
But felt with the heart.
Words like "peace" or "love"
"Hope" and "change"
Are like the wind.
Invisible
Yet combined with "Faith"
They can move mountains."
Pup's Smile
by c ford
1/15/11
all rights reserved by the author.
Now this is pretty good.
Hello Gentle Readers who are reading this in other parts of the world. (Who knew?) Uhmm I'm hoping that you aren't having to translate this with something like an on line translater. It's hard enough to read the "country slang" for someone who lives in the US. I can't even imagine what Internet tranlater programs are showing.
Because I love to write poetry, please get someone to translate who is familiar with Southern slang.
Or even better?
You are welcome to comment here? I'd love to see the English translation of the poetry.
(Note: translation poetry from one language to another is a difficult thing. Take Haiku. Because of the problems with translations and the nature of Haiku? Haiku written in English vs Japanese can be completely different.
I was writing Haiku for a while and reading about the format. Haiku has a specific format for the poems subject and structure. That's problem enough but it also seems to be nuanced. The words are very powerful because the author must limit the number of words used present the idea. The words chosen are very specific to the image or sensation that the author is trying to express to the reader. Abstract ideas and feeling are whispered or shouted. The feeling of the wind on your cheek or the vision of a newly sprouted seed in the warm earth. It was difficult to choose the words but to have them handed to a machine to be translated???
Ah no.
The prose and the antidotal posts aren't so difficult to translate but the poetry, because I've worked to find those words which will show you the ephemeral emotion in my heart? Please find a human "heart" to translate the "human nature" of the poem.
Or ask me.
I'd be delighted to talk about it.
At the very least, I'll mark the posts were actual writing (rather than just prattle) is being posted.
Happy day and warm thought to you.
AuthorAnn
"What is this thing I hold here?
Neither living nor dead -
And yet?
It is radiant.
And bursting with an energy that is not seen with the eye
But felt with the heart.
Words like "peace" or "love"
"Hope" and "change"
Are like the wind.
Invisible
Yet combined with "Faith"
They can move mountains."
Pup's Smile
by c ford
1/15/11
all rights reserved by the author.
I don't know how this poem translates but I think that the "feeling" is universal.
To me?
It's the promise of springtime on a cold winter's night.
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Friday, January 14, 2011
Hello Gentle Reader
.
Hi ya.
Okay it's official. I actually have folks reading my blog.
I kept thinking that it was just my posts showing up but after looling at the stats I know that can't be it. So welcome, welcome, Gentle Reader.
So so you chat back?
I'm curious to know who you are.
Could you at least say hello?
AuthorAnn
.
Hi ya.
Okay it's official. I actually have folks reading my blog.
I kept thinking that it was just my posts showing up but after looling at the stats I know that can't be it. So welcome, welcome, Gentle Reader.
So so you chat back?
I'm curious to know who you are.
Could you at least say hello?
AuthorAnn
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Thursday, January 13, 2011
The Happy List?
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For the people I've met and the ones I've yet to meet.
And all the people, places, and things on my Happy List.
.
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For the people I've met and the ones I've yet to meet.
And all the people, places, and things on my Happy List.
.
.
The Happy List
.
The Happy List
Ya'll the world's just gone nuts.
People are angry and Mother Nature is just menopausal,.
It's cold and the washing machine just gave it up.
All seemed lost.
Then I found The Happy List.
I've been writing mine this morning. Actually I started last night when I decided to go to bed early. Sleep or not, I was going to be bathed. clothed in warm clothes, and under the covers before midnight. So I did.
Saying a thankful prayer that I had a roof over my head and folks who gave a dam that I was still alive.
Then I got up this morning to see what the world was up to.
What a difference.
I wasn't so tired and there was this same determination to take all this UNhappy, grab it by the "horns" and then kick it in the nuts. Yeah, I know that there are some who may say that this is harsh but I did it. I grabbed it, shook it, kicked it in the nuts, and then hugged it.
How?
I started writing my Happy List.
This is the fact part of 12dots not to be confused with the fictional part.
Just so you'll know.
I think that tractor is sexy.
Whoo boy.
A reminder that there's still a sense of humor in all the crazy bad of life.
.And now?
The Happy List
My family, even though they aren't really happy to see me coming.
My PawPaw and MawMaw. Two people who lived their life together for over 60 years and who loved each other till the very end. Thank you so much for telling us "Ya'll come on. Key's under the mat and there's food in the fridge.
We'll leave the lights on the porch for you."
And you did. I can't think of a time when I wasn't welcome.
Same to WB's grandmother and his brothers. What a calm in that storm. We all miss you very much.
My mother and father. You're still here. There's still time.
(I dreamed about you both last night. Thank you. I love you too."
Billy and David and Newt and Aunt Elsie and...
(lol this sounds like some award's show thank you. It's not. These are the people and experiences that have made me smile. The ones in my real life who've made me happy.)
The time Daddy and Momma took us in their sailboat out to Ship Island. I can still remember sitting on the deck with Pup drawing in the little sketch book. Tweet in her bird cage hanging from the boom. You and Mamma and WB enjoying the breeze. How hot the sand was and talking to the Math teacher while we were waiting for our feet to cool off.
Tweety.
LOL Tweety. Taking a bath in my hands at the sink. Sitting on my shoulder and that first time she hopped on my finger.
The Gulf of Mexico and now the Lakes. LOL When I went to see the Gulf after alot of years. There was a hurricane out in the Gulf and a the BP oil spill but I was still going to see it. It was the Fourth of July and I was feeling liberated. Nothing not even an oil spill or a hurricane was going to keep me from going in that water.
So I did.
Was it a picture perfect moment?
LOL Nope.
Gulf wave "bitch slapped me" into the water. LOLLOLOLOL Knocked me right into the water.
A gentle reminder that the as much as you can love the Gulf of Mexico? You don't take it for granted. Sometime? It's a good idea to stay on the shore and sometimes it's a good idea to hop on the boat. LOL
The first time I laughed out loud like I used to.
Decorating this Christmas and eatthing Thanksgiving lunch after years of that sad because it always seemed wrong to be completely happy after the sad. Finally I could remember what complete happiness felt like. It's good. Like a smile or a hug from a friend.
Like I used to before Pup's brother died. There was this release and then that sad part of me was filled with love.
Writing something that was indeed what I intended to say.
The nice people at the churches and the folks I've met because of them.
Yeah, I said it.
The fella who put in the drive and the fellas who put in the fence.
(Yes, you are nice. Admit it.)
And I really, really, really like my pickup.
It's paid for. It works.
We have this agreement.
I don't complain about the dents on the outside and it keeps working.
Nothing fancy but it doesn't cost me a forture like some people do.
I've hauled furniture, people, hay, compost, boat parts, a boat, a boat trailer, and pups in that truck.
If an inanimate object could love me back?
That truck would.
The moment I saw it, I said, "There's the truck." It's lasted alot longer than anyone has had the right to expect it to. It's a good ole truck. I only hope that it lasts long enough for me to take it to The Mudbog.
At the river.
We understand each other.
Yep these are definately on The Happy List.
from my Happy List
.
The Happy List
Ya'll the world's just gone nuts.
People are angry and Mother Nature is just menopausal,.
It's cold and the washing machine just gave it up.
All seemed lost.
Then I found The Happy List.
I've been writing mine this morning. Actually I started last night when I decided to go to bed early. Sleep or not, I was going to be bathed. clothed in warm clothes, and under the covers before midnight. So I did.
Saying a thankful prayer that I had a roof over my head and folks who gave a dam that I was still alive.
Then I got up this morning to see what the world was up to.
What a difference.
I wasn't so tired and there was this same determination to take all this UNhappy, grab it by the "horns" and then kick it in the nuts. Yeah, I know that there are some who may say that this is harsh but I did it. I grabbed it, shook it, kicked it in the nuts, and then hugged it.
How?
I started writing my Happy List.
This is the fact part of 12dots not to be confused with the fictional part.
Just so you'll know.
I think that tractor is sexy.
Whoo boy.
A reminder that there's still a sense of humor in all the crazy bad of life.
.And now?
The Happy List
My family, even though they aren't really happy to see me coming.
My PawPaw and MawMaw. Two people who lived their life together for over 60 years and who loved each other till the very end. Thank you so much for telling us "Ya'll come on. Key's under the mat and there's food in the fridge.
We'll leave the lights on the porch for you."
And you did. I can't think of a time when I wasn't welcome.
Same to WB's grandmother and his brothers. What a calm in that storm. We all miss you very much.
My mother and father. You're still here. There's still time.
(I dreamed about you both last night. Thank you. I love you too."
Billy and David and Newt and Aunt Elsie and...
(lol this sounds like some award's show thank you. It's not. These are the people and experiences that have made me smile. The ones in my real life who've made me happy.)
The time Daddy and Momma took us in their sailboat out to Ship Island. I can still remember sitting on the deck with Pup drawing in the little sketch book. Tweet in her bird cage hanging from the boom. You and Mamma and WB enjoying the breeze. How hot the sand was and talking to the Math teacher while we were waiting for our feet to cool off.
Tweety.
LOL Tweety. Taking a bath in my hands at the sink. Sitting on my shoulder and that first time she hopped on my finger.
The Gulf of Mexico and now the Lakes. LOL When I went to see the Gulf after alot of years. There was a hurricane out in the Gulf and a the BP oil spill but I was still going to see it. It was the Fourth of July and I was feeling liberated. Nothing not even an oil spill or a hurricane was going to keep me from going in that water.
So I did.
Was it a picture perfect moment?
LOL Nope.
Gulf wave "bitch slapped me" into the water. LOLLOLOLOL Knocked me right into the water.
A gentle reminder that the as much as you can love the Gulf of Mexico? You don't take it for granted. Sometime? It's a good idea to stay on the shore and sometimes it's a good idea to hop on the boat. LOL
The first time I laughed out loud like I used to.
Decorating this Christmas and eatthing Thanksgiving lunch after years of that sad because it always seemed wrong to be completely happy after the sad. Finally I could remember what complete happiness felt like. It's good. Like a smile or a hug from a friend.
Like I used to before Pup's brother died. There was this release and then that sad part of me was filled with love.
Writing something that was indeed what I intended to say.
The nice people at the churches and the folks I've met because of them.
Yeah, I said it.
The fella who put in the drive and the fellas who put in the fence.
(Yes, you are nice. Admit it.)
And I really, really, really like my pickup.
It's paid for. It works.
We have this agreement.
I don't complain about the dents on the outside and it keeps working.
Nothing fancy but it doesn't cost me a forture like some people do.
I've hauled furniture, people, hay, compost, boat parts, a boat, a boat trailer, and pups in that truck.
If an inanimate object could love me back?
That truck would.
The moment I saw it, I said, "There's the truck." It's lasted alot longer than anyone has had the right to expect it to. It's a good ole truck. I only hope that it lasts long enough for me to take it to The Mudbog.
At the river.
We understand each other.
(Just like all the other things on my Happy List.)
Yep these are definately on The Happy List.
from my Happy List
.
The Happy List
.
The pups.
(and Atticus Finch)
Honestly?
My dogs have been with me through alot. They've listened to my troubles. Been hugged and fussed at.
(Rosie is looking at me at the moment and barking, "Outside! There's things to sniff and pee on!!! I named her after Rosie ODonnell. It just fit and still does.)
Each one of my dogs are different. Like humans in little furry animal suits.
They've put more smiles on my face than I can count.
Only Pup and WB have given me more.
Right now?
They're not happy.
The inside dogs need to go outside and the outside dogs need the kennels seen to.
Then I've got to go sort out the truck.
Move the flower pots.
Well there's stuff to be done and I'm fixing to get messy.
I have to get this done now because the dogs like laptime and that means I'll soon be covered in dog hair and slobber. They may smell like cedar chips so I'll be covered in that too but that's not the look I'll be going for this evening. Will need a bath before I fire up the truck and go to town.
:D
Did I put going to town on my list?
How about the truck?
Or the Christmas wreath that I finally bought and put on the truck for Christmas?
\
I'll add more...
But life is calling...
You know for a disinherited, out of work, writer type person?
My Happy List is pretty good.
Lots' on this Happy List.
Thanks for the music favorite radio station. We might not know each other but you know what? We've sure been through alot.
Hugs.
You're just what I needed to hear.
Good nights sleep and up early.
I wouldn't have missed.
The Happy List
.
The pups.
(and Atticus Finch)
Honestly?
My dogs have been with me through alot. They've listened to my troubles. Been hugged and fussed at.
(Rosie is looking at me at the moment and barking, "Outside! There's things to sniff and pee on!!! I named her after Rosie ODonnell. It just fit and still does.)
Each one of my dogs are different. Like humans in little furry animal suits.
They've put more smiles on my face than I can count.
Only Pup and WB have given me more.
Right now?
They're not happy.
The inside dogs need to go outside and the outside dogs need the kennels seen to.
Then I've got to go sort out the truck.
Move the flower pots.
Well there's stuff to be done and I'm fixing to get messy.
I have to get this done now because the dogs like laptime and that means I'll soon be covered in dog hair and slobber. They may smell like cedar chips so I'll be covered in that too but that's not the look I'll be going for this evening. Will need a bath before I fire up the truck and go to town.
:D
Did I put going to town on my list?
How about the truck?
Or the Christmas wreath that I finally bought and put on the truck for Christmas?
\
I'll add more...
But life is calling...
You know for a disinherited, out of work, writer type person?
My Happy List is pretty good.
Lots' on this Happy List.
Thanks for the music favorite radio station. We might not know each other but you know what? We've sure been through alot.
Hugs.
You're just what I needed to hear.
Good nights sleep and up early.
I wouldn't have missed.
The Happy List
.
The Happy List
.
And while we're on the subject of clothes.
I am happy for my clothes.
The hiking/workboots that keep my feet warm and dry. The water proof gloves that keep my hands from looking chapped. The guys thermal shirts that keep me warm. The socks. The warm wooly pants and the bathrobe I got at the WalMart.
And while we're at it?
The polar blankets and the back pack too.
All those things that are "fashionable" here because it works.
Trust me. The thing you learn pretty quick is that being warm and comfortable trumps strappy shoes.
Unless of course the person is your idea of "fox" in that case the strappy shoes are a must.
I should add that there's no way I'm giving up the thermal shirts. Those guys who hunt are right besides with the right foundational garment? I can rock that shirt.
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And while we're on the subject of clothes.
I am happy for my clothes.
The hiking/workboots that keep my feet warm and dry. The water proof gloves that keep my hands from looking chapped. The guys thermal shirts that keep me warm. The socks. The warm wooly pants and the bathrobe I got at the WalMart.
And while we're at it?
The polar blankets and the back pack too.
All those things that are "fashionable" here because it works.
Trust me. The thing you learn pretty quick is that being warm and comfortable trumps strappy shoes.
Unless of course the person is your idea of "fox" in that case the strappy shoes are a must.
I should add that there's no way I'm giving up the thermal shirts. Those guys who hunt are right besides with the right foundational garment? I can rock that shirt.
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The Happy List
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This next part of the list is funny.
We live out in the country so like it or not we get to get messy.
It's not on purpose.
I remember one particular Sunday when the plumbing went wonky and we were knee deep in the overflow. Not fun. A Sunday call to the plumber was going to cost a fortune so out we go to unstop with "plumber's snake". I never worked so hard. The whole time WB was telling me that if it didn't get fixed soon we were going to have to make "the call".
Then we heard it.
The lovely sound of running water.
You might wonder what I could be adding to the Happy List.
After all I've already added WB.
Well.
I'm adding what I've learned here and on the boat. That's the realization that a person can be self reliant.
For that I'm not just happy but also relieved.
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This next part of the list is funny.
We live out in the country so like it or not we get to get messy.
It's not on purpose.
I remember one particular Sunday when the plumbing went wonky and we were knee deep in the overflow. Not fun. A Sunday call to the plumber was going to cost a fortune so out we go to unstop with "plumber's snake". I never worked so hard. The whole time WB was telling me that if it didn't get fixed soon we were going to have to make "the call".
Then we heard it.
The lovely sound of running water.
You might wonder what I could be adding to the Happy List.
After all I've already added WB.
Well.
I'm adding what I've learned here and on the boat. That's the realization that a person can be self reliant.
For that I'm not just happy but also relieved.
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The Happy List
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I know.
Haven't talked about the sailboat. It's there. Last night WB read Living Big On A Smallboat to me. Now I'm crazy happy about my boat but I'm not "boat crazy" and after all I was trying to find out why that one character was asking the other to pose nude for her. It was just getting interesting when he started reading outloud from the "living big" book.
I can't decide if he was trying to impart knowledge or just showing me that he was actually interested in the boat. It's been questionable in the past wheither he cared about it or not.
Anyway it was actually annoying.
So add my boat (WB to the list)
And Pup.
He can annoy me like nobodies bussiness but even then he's on the list.
That's a given.
For them?
The perfect song.
Cause they are .
Hugs.
So how's your "Happy List"?
What's on your list?
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I know.
Haven't talked about the sailboat. It's there. Last night WB read Living Big On A Smallboat to me. Now I'm crazy happy about my boat but I'm not "boat crazy" and after all I was trying to find out why that one character was asking the other to pose nude for her. It was just getting interesting when he started reading outloud from the "living big" book.
I can't decide if he was trying to impart knowledge or just showing me that he was actually interested in the boat. It's been questionable in the past wheither he cared about it or not.
Anyway it was actually annoying.
So add my boat (WB to the list)
And Pup.
He can annoy me like nobodies bussiness but even then he's on the list.
That's a given.
For them?
The perfect song.
Cause they are .
Hugs.
So how's your "Happy List"?
What's on your list?
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The Happy List ...
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I heard this singer on Prarie Home Companion talk about how he listens to the show while he drives his truck to the local "Sanitary Landfill" aka "the dump".
You have to call it the "Sanitary Landfill" because it's no longer just a place to dump stuff. Now there's something pretty amazing about this. You should try it. It's actually interesting and kind of fun. WB took me in the truck. No air conditioner. It's hot. You're in your tshirt and shorts bumping along the road.
Country music on the radio.
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:D
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I heard this singer on Prarie Home Companion talk about how he listens to the show while he drives his truck to the local "Sanitary Landfill" aka "the dump".
You have to call it the "Sanitary Landfill" because it's no longer just a place to dump stuff. Now there's something pretty amazing about this. You should try it. It's actually interesting and kind of fun. WB took me in the truck. No air conditioner. It's hot. You're in your tshirt and shorts bumping along the road.
Country music on the radio.
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:D
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The Happy List
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I can't leave this off The Happy List even if I don't have a song for it ...
The local hardware store.
It happened along time ago when I was making jewelry in Southside, Birmingham, Alabama and it's just never changed.
I love the hardware store.
Big box or local.
Also known as the "feed and seed" (well that started before the jewelry making when I had the horse but...")
Yeah, I don't think there's a "feed and seed" or hardware store that hasn't put a smile on my face.
Add the local one to the list.
While it used to be jewelry and horse feed, now it's baby chicks and house/boat supplies. My current passion is the one run by the family up the road. I love that place. Maybe it's because the lady behind the counter and her cat. Or maybe it's her son and his dog. Or the folks who go there. They're interesting, smart, and well nice. They know about all kinds of stuff. The can birth a cow, fix a sink, or in my case help me find stuff for the boat or the grow table or the dogs or plants for the garden or well just a smile.
Add it to The Happy List...
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I can't leave this off The Happy List even if I don't have a song for it ...
The local hardware store.
It happened along time ago when I was making jewelry in Southside, Birmingham, Alabama and it's just never changed.
I love the hardware store.
Big box or local.
Also known as the "feed and seed" (well that started before the jewelry making when I had the horse but...")
Yeah, I don't think there's a "feed and seed" or hardware store that hasn't put a smile on my face.
Add the local one to the list.
While it used to be jewelry and horse feed, now it's baby chicks and house/boat supplies. My current passion is the one run by the family up the road. I love that place. Maybe it's because the lady behind the counter and her cat. Or maybe it's her son and his dog. Or the folks who go there. They're interesting, smart, and well nice. They know about all kinds of stuff. The can birth a cow, fix a sink, or in my case help me find stuff for the boat or the grow table or the dogs or plants for the garden or well just a smile.
Add it to The Happy List...
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The Happy List
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A love song LOL
You know if this is a "happy list" food is eventually going to show up here.
But not for the reason you may think...
My "luxury treat" is going to the local "meat and 3" restaurant. First off you'll have to know what a "meat and 3" is. It's common if you live in a small town to find them. The menu has a special where you get one meat and three vegetables for a fized price. The one here is great because they also have a salad and a dessert. The food is really good. Homey. There's one that only serves turkey and dressing on Sunday and they're always packed.
The food is good for everyone because you can get a vegetable plate if you're a vegetarian.
There's another reason why I like the place.
It's the people.
Like the "dollar store" this is a cross roads. All kinds of folks eat here. After church folks, hunters, families, tourists. It's great. One day I walked went there after cleaning the dog kennels smelling - ripe. It was my treat for the trouble. I apologized to the person who rang up my meal and she said (I'm not kidding) "Not to worry. Hard work isn't something to apologize for."
Same thing happened at the "dollar store".
Also there's folks you see there that you don't see any other time.
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A love song LOL
You know if this is a "happy list" food is eventually going to show up here.
But not for the reason you may think...
My "luxury treat" is going to the local "meat and 3" restaurant. First off you'll have to know what a "meat and 3" is. It's common if you live in a small town to find them. The menu has a special where you get one meat and three vegetables for a fized price. The one here is great because they also have a salad and a dessert. The food is really good. Homey. There's one that only serves turkey and dressing on Sunday and they're always packed.
The food is good for everyone because you can get a vegetable plate if you're a vegetarian.
There's another reason why I like the place.
It's the people.
Like the "dollar store" this is a cross roads. All kinds of folks eat here. After church folks, hunters, families, tourists. It's great. One day I walked went there after cleaning the dog kennels smelling - ripe. It was my treat for the trouble. I apologized to the person who rang up my meal and she said (I'm not kidding) "Not to worry. Hard work isn't something to apologize for."
Same thing happened at the "dollar store".
Also there's folks you see there that you don't see any other time.
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