From Yolanda

Good Morning!

Here is some of the faces George makes for me in the morning with my toast.

Cute!

Uno Momento

Shopko... Phoenix Zoo.... ME..... How about you?

Ephesians Chapter 6

Home Depot Parking Lot

Found in a drawer, written by a bored child, once upon a time, in 2004:

Home Depot Parking Lot

As I sit in this back seat....

I can hear a siren scream,

I see people walk by with armloads of wood,

                               men in overalls,

                       women splattered by paint,

                         children, bored to tears.


The big orange letters remind me of long minutes

                       staring at parts and pieces,

                   dreaming of anywhere, but there.

I remember the orange carts,
    which were my only hope of joy.



 I watch a family trying to figure out,
     "How to get THAT into the car,"
... and deciding just to tie it to the roof.


Birds in the air....

seagulls,

far from the sea. 



 There goes a woman in a moo-moo
                                        with a rake

       and a gray haired man with duct tape
                                            and a paint roller.

(Why isn't it in a bag?)

...Still trying to get it in the car.... the man says
                     to his wife,
"Never quite goes as planned, does it?"


 So true,  isn't it?

A man with an amazing mustache
                  walks by the car
                                and bumps the door

                                 with his clippers;

                                             or was it the shovel? 

I am not sure,

A cart rolls past with mirrors and a closet door....

            Tina N. walking by....

(Why is she here? )

Should I say, "Hi?"

                No..

I would have to yell......

                      So embarassing.....


A big truck pulls in front of us.

                        Is that a man or woman getting out?


YIKES!  What is it about this store that takes so-o-o-o-o-ooooo long?

I see a can of blue paint....

                              and another door,

                                                  a chainsaw, a weedwacker,

                          ..."a pointy-chinned hacker"
....Oh wait!

That was on a TV show called, Cyber Chase...

                        - I haven't watched that in a while.

          * The End  * The End * The End * The End * The End *

Hannukah Note

 

"Rock of Ages, 
let our song praise
Your saving power. 




 



You amid the raging throng were our sheltering tower.

                                                                     
Furious they assailed us, but Your help availed us.
And Your word broke their sword
when our own strength failed us. "

Ma’oz Tzur, or “Rock of Ages”
(Click Ma'oz Tzur" above)

In Honor of Bill Debrowsky and Friends....

Shalom.

Christmas Jokes from Steven... 2009

Looking through Christmas recipes I found some jokes (riddles actually) from Steve from last year.  Again, some of them are funny.... like:

(NOTE: Answers are below the riddles.... )

1.What do you get when you cross and archer with a gift wrapper?

2.  What do elves learn in school?

3,  Why was Santa' little helper depressed?

4.What do you call a chicken at the North Pole?

5. What do monkeys sing at Christmas?

6.  What did Adam say on the day before Christmas?

7.  Why does Mr. Claus like to work in his garden all summer?

Answers:

1.  Ribbon Hood


PS....     scroll down...answers are a little bit hidden so you can guess...




2.  the Elf-abet





3.  He had low elf- esteem.



4.  Lost!



5.  Jungle Bells...Jungle Bells...



6.  "It's Christmas Eve!"




7.  Because he likes to Hoe-Hoe- Hoe!

A Bird's Eye View of My Neighbor's Yard

A little bird named George took this photo.  See if you can read the message in the maze.

Frankie and Johnny

On a recent weekend trip to Phx, George and I were able to visit Frankie and Johnny... my two brothers..  George took this pic.

Cat Club Gazette

I bet you didn't know that there is a whole underworld of cats who, unbeknown to us supposedly-wise human beings, not only tolerate living with us on this planet, integrate with out lives, but also write about it.  It's amazing to think they have a world all their own. Their world is Meowville... and now that I know about this I have to say I think cats are about the smartest creatures in the whole world!

I love hearing the adventures of my cat friends as they write about events from their feline perspectives.  I read all about it in a special periodical called, The Cat Club Gazette.  This is only because I, (yes... lil ol' moi,) am fortunate enough to have made acquaintance with the publisher and since since I have taken an interest, she has graciously invited me to read her publication , of which I have become undoubtedly become an avid fan.

This underworld of cats is quite amazing.  Yuu see, cats are much more loyal to us humans and to one another than we think.  We think them to be aloof... lazy.. wild... and mysterious... of which they are; they are truely mysterious creatures! But more than any of these they are really they are just busy.  I mean,  some of these cats are doing detective work... solving mysteries and crimes, investigating things like mole appearances, running away from danger... like dogs, and writing news for cats all over the Meaowville world.  I can assure you, after reading the gazette, cats are not always what we humans think.... and they are very busy, delightful, wonderful, precious, and agile creatures indeed.

Take for example Chef Ted... when he is not catching mice, he is always working on a recipe or two, and Pastsy Martin... (she is the publisher, editor and head writer of it all,) when she is not raising kittens she is working on the paper... establishing contacts, writing articles too to keep cats (and cat lovers) everywhere informed on important cat events.  Cutie Pie, Daisy, Scotty, Martin...Ted and Patsy... and all their friends,  have a petty cool cat club... and a pretty cool Cat Club Gazette!

Without their fine efforts, how else, really, would cats, or anyone for the matter, know about local dangers, like fleas you can get by contact with dogs.... or if a bear had been invading the human neighborhoods, taking residence up the the trees?  How would they be well educated and know all there is to know about various kinds of hummingbirds that there are, not to mention the delicacies they offer the more epicureous feline?
Yes.  Without the Gazette, and cats like Chef Ted, they might never know how to make a snicker-doodle in their life! 


I can assure you, these cats have some of the grandest adventures, insight and opportunities to travel around town and the world, and I am quite happy to have had the grand opportunity to read them, to take a peek into their mysterious miraculous world,  all in a fun and fantastical little magazine, called the Cat Club Gazette!

Fly Guy

Legacy of a Subaru

We took some more photos of our faithful stead before saying goodbye.  Apparently, you can get a better look at the impact area when you do not have moving traffic on a major highway coming toward you.

This car has served us quite well.  I have probably driven it 86,000 miles since 2004.

And Shucks!.. oops, I mean... O'Reily's, ( a bit of a car store joke there) I had just put a new headlight in!


Now that the dust is settling, I do think I must have bumped my head on the window pretty good.   I have had a sinus problem from allergies... head congestion, headache and all that for a while, so if I had a headache from the accident ot not, I could not tell, I already had one when it happened.  I really glad to be walking away from it too.

Because of my sinuses, my right ear has been clogged,and I felt like I was underwater.. for a few days...fortunately I have not been coughing much...I finally went to the store and got some medicine to take for helping to clear the congestion in my head.  I think it is working... slowly.

My face has felt slapped since the accident, but there is no marks of injury.  I think my body is slowly remembering what happened... I have noticed a spot on my ear that is sensitive, and I have as a sensitive spot on the surface of my head.  My arm feels like I may have banged it on the door, like the side of my head.  Minor things really, par for the course I am sure.  I am just really happy to say I walked away from it.

As Rosanne, Rosanna-Dana used to say..

"It could be worse!"


She is right.

Riding For The Son

My friend Danny let me photograph his jacket.