I wrote this on my last blog comment but ya'll moved on. It was in response to something Chloe said:
Yes, Chloe is very much the southern belle even though she was born up north. Very polite. I think we'll keep her down here. We are a little picky in the south.
In my limited experience, I have found that people from some areas up north have a tendency to be more blunt, more brutally honest. We, in the south, will usually lie thru our teeth trying to be polite.
I remember when I was about 5 years old and my mom, born up there near Chicago, ran into an old friend of hers. She said to her friend, "you look like you've put on a little weight". I tugged on her skirt to shut her up. At five, I knew that was inappropriate. It should have been, "you're looking quite healthy these days".
I tried to explain it to her when we got in the car but I don't think she ever got it. She just wasn't born in the south
Maggie's picture is so cute. She almost looks part otter. I bet she really does want to go fishing. Have you carried her out to the water? How would she react to that?
She did love to go out fishing. She has just been real nervous lately. The guys next door were working on a little building so I think that is what was scaring her today. I didn't even notice the noise.
Because Solar, you have this strong connection with outer space. And you have indicated that you might be. You know we do have aliens among us? They said so on Coast to Coast AM, that radio program I listen to occasionally
Ivy, Maggie looked nervous because of the flash of the camera. She was doing her little, I want to go outside, dance. I was trying to get a pic of it but she stopped when the camera flashed. She's a pretty good dancer.
Not in that sense. Not im not from another planet. But I do believe that all of our beginnings came from outer space, and we here on earth are allready in way outer space, we are part of it, not apart from it..will try to explain myself on a later date if you want: That is why I like to think about
That did not post all of my last sentence....think about all of the sciences; that explains, and brings it all together for me: I have no doubt about it all, just the why's and how's is what I look for now. I know that you vacillate between believing in someone (God) and believing in the the possibility that there just might not be one.....I do believe that there might be one...but not what we have concocted...sleep well all of you.
Yes, but that is only part of it: A part that came after the world was reborn. I have never said this before, but, maybe the (13 or so) parallel universes are how many time the universe has started of and on again. Once we fully understand it. It will start all over again. People believe in past lives, Im one of them....
Carol, I just had to peek in back over here. Thanks for sending me off with a good giggle.
I order up the GPS devices tomorrow, and we'll get Solar to draw up the blog map. That way you'll be free to run the blog. You've go enough on your mind. Ivy can help us figure it out too.
Not fit for Craig's page. Carol, hope you don't mind...seemed to go with our recent "underwear" theme...lol
"There's an old sea story in the Navy about a ship's Captain who inspected His sailors, and afterward told the Chief Boson that his men smelled bad.
The Captain suggested perhaps it would help if the sailors would change underwear occasionally. The Chief responded, "Aye, aye sir, I'll see to it immediately! "
The Chief went straight to the sailors berth deck and announced, "The Captain thinks you guys smell bad and wants you to change your underwear.
Pittman, you change with Jones, McCarthy, you change with Kwiatkowski, and Brown, you change with Schultz. Now get to it!!!"
THE MORAL: Someone may be promising "Change", in Washington; but don't count on things smelling any better! "
It's my sense Craig likes the comments to stay mostly in the vicinity of his topic even though they rarely do. If I think I've posted there too much in a day and not-on-topic, I cool it a bit. I will have the same consideration for your blog too. Don't want to wear out my welcome when you have been so generous with your space and time.
The underwear joke came in my e-mail today from one of my mother's sisters. Much of what she sends I have to by-pass because we have different persuasions. So this was a treat. lol
Carol, still mulling over Maggie. Have you tried distracting her with pleasant noises? Maybe a little bell that tinkles (pardon the pun) softly. Little bell plus treats when bad noises happen. My pups have learned to perk up when I rattle the lid of their treat can...I use an enameled pot with a lid and it makes a great sound.
Oh, and for their treats, I've begun using a dog food that's a dental formula. So they're not getting "junk food" for those extra treats. It's Hill's Prescription t/d formula, my breeder-vet recommended it.
Ivy, I can't close the door to the bedroom because the AC for the lower portion of the camp is in there, but when I block the entrance I can keep her out of there. I have to stack up my clothes baskets to do that and then I risk falling over them.
You never talk too much Ivy. I love reading your stuff. This ain't my site. It's a place to feel safe to discuss the things we used to like to talk about at happy hour. I'm a little intimidated by Craig's place at times. I feel like when I add something, everyone leaves the room.
"I communicate more with the dog, fish, birds, trees, etc."
Carol, my girl, that's what makes you so interestng. I'm not a little intimidated by TM, I'm a lot intimidated. Everyone often leaves the room when I post, not you Carol.
And Ivy, you 'never' over post. Craig has said that it's also a social and cultural crossing, besides being political. I never feel guilty about getting off topic. As a matter of fact, I'm rarely on topic.
Carol, we are stepping over pet-gates every time we move! I made a mistake by taking one down too soon, and the new puppy chewed up the rug in the dining room. Rug has been replaced and gate is back up. It takes almost two years for a puppy to grow out of chewing. Actually, this puppy has been the least destructive of any dog we've had. Stuff is just stuff. A dog's affection is more meaningful.
Carol and Chloe, thank you for your kind words on my behalf. I won't give up on the Trail Mix, but I appreciate we can really let our hair down here at the camp.
This is too precious not to share and this is the best place I know. It came from my mom. During last week's visit, I tried to clean house for her, but she wouldn't hear of it. I took her shopping instead.
LADIES!!! Remember...a layer of dust protects the wood beneath it. 'A house becomes a home when you can write 'I love you' on the furniture.' I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend making sure things were just perfect - 'in case someone came over. Finally I realized one day that no-one came over; they were all out living life and having fun! NOW,when people visit, I don't have to explain the 'condition' of my home. They are more interested in hearing about the things I've been doing while I was away living life and having fun. If you haven't figured this out yet, please heed this advice. Life is short. Enjoy it! Dust if you must ....... but wouldn't it be better to paint a picture or write a letter, bake cookies or a cake and lick the spoon or plant a seed, ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if you must, but there's not much time with shrimp to eat, rivers to swim and mountains to climb, music, to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead. Dust if you must, but the world's out there with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, a shower of rain. This day will not come around again. Dust if you must, but bear in mind, old age will come and it's not kind. . .
And when you go - and go you must - you, yourself will make more dust!
I love that Ivy and I know someone who needs to hear that, my best friend who is a neat freak. I think I will enlarge it and hang it on my wall. God, it's a good excuse for the CF I live in.
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Carol --
You change threads faster than some people change underwear!
Mags does have an anxious look on her face.
I looked all over that photo for the alligator!
Look at the name on the back of the tugboat.
Ivy, I think the gang is back on the other thread. I think?
I guess it is my ADHD Ivy. Back to work tomorrow so I'll have nothing to say then.
It was a test to see how perceptive you are. I guess you failed?
I saw the "Alligator." I was making one of those so-called self-deprecating jokes. That always gets me into trouble.
Carol, I'm glad you keep the joint jumpin' - especially on the weekends when others are off-duty.
That gator. looked like a giant beaver to me...maybe they look alike down there...ha.
I haven't seen any beavs around here lately but I'm still looking for that giant one. I'll have my camera ready.
who wears underwear? this is the new century, its 2010 ya know. Oh dang; still 09, Ill be right back...going to put my on.....
I wrote this on my last blog comment but ya'll moved on. It was in response to something Chloe said:
Yes, Chloe is very much the southern belle even though she was born up north. Very polite. I think we'll keep her down here. We are a little picky in the south.
In my limited experience, I have found that people from some areas up north have a tendency to be more blunt, more brutally honest. We, in the south, will usually lie thru our teeth trying to be polite.
I remember when I was about 5 years old and my mom, born up there near Chicago, ran into an old friend of hers. She said to her friend, "you look like you've put on a little weight". I tugged on her skirt to shut her up. At five, I knew that was inappropriate. It should have been, "you're looking quite healthy these days".
I tried to explain it to her when we got in the car but I don't think she ever got it. She just wasn't born in the south
Solar,
Isn't that called "going Commando?" If you do the cleansing diet, I guess that saves a step.
Are you from another planet Solar?
"Are you from another planet Solar?"
Tell me why do you ask this first, then I will answer.......
Maggie's picture is so cute. She almost looks part otter. I bet she really does want to go fishing. Have you carried her out to the water? How would she react to that?
Ivy, Funny.!
She did love to go out fishing. She has just been real nervous lately. The guys next door were working on a little building so I think that is what was scaring her today. I didn't even notice the noise.
Because Solar, you have this strong connection with outer space. And you have indicated that you might be. You know we do have aliens among us? They said so on Coast to Coast AM, that radio program I listen to occasionally
Ivy, Maggie looked nervous because of the flash of the camera. She was doing her little, I want to go outside, dance. I was trying to get a pic of it but she stopped when the camera flashed. She's a pretty good dancer.
Carol,
Not in that sense. Not im not from another planet. But I do believe that all of our beginnings came from outer space, and we here on earth are allready in way outer space, we are part of it, not apart from it..will try to explain myself on a later date if you want: That is why I like to think about
Parallel Universe? That concept?
That did not post all of my last sentence....think about all of the sciences; that explains, and brings it all together for me: I have no doubt about it all, just the why's and how's is what I look for now. I know that you vacillate between believing in someone (God) and believing in the the possibility that there just might not be one.....I do believe that there might be one...but not what we have concocted...sleep well all of you.
Chloe,
Yes, but that is only part of it: A part that came after the world was reborn. I have never said this before, but, maybe the (13 or so) parallel universes are how many time the universe has started of and on again. Once we fully understand it. It will start all over again. People believe in past lives, Im one of them....
Does that mean you believe in future lives Solar?
I believe in past and future lives and parallel universes. It's the only thing that makes sense. Those orbs are somehow part of it all.
I'm starting to not know where, who is, when. Do you think we need to implant some GPS tracking devices and a blog map?
Carol, I just had to peek in back over here. Thanks for sending me off with a good giggle.
I order up the GPS devices tomorrow, and we'll get Solar to draw up the blog map. That way you'll be free to run the blog. You've go enough on your mind. Ivy can help us figure it out too.
I'm gone!
Microchip implants!
Only thing left to do ya'll. My head is spinning. I'll have to get back to work to get some rest.
Not fit for Craig's page. Carol, hope you don't mind...seemed to go with our recent "underwear" theme...lol
"There's an old sea story in the Navy about a ship's Captain who inspected
His sailors, and afterward told the Chief Boson that his men smelled bad.
The Captain suggested perhaps it would help if the sailors would change
underwear occasionally. The Chief responded, "Aye, aye sir, I'll see to it
immediately! "
The Chief went straight to the sailors berth deck and announced, "The
Captain thinks you guys smell bad and wants you to change your
underwear.
Pittman, you change with Jones, McCarthy, you change with Kwiatkowski,
and Brown, you change with Schultz. Now get to it!!!"
THE MORAL:
Someone may be promising "Change", in Washington; but don't count on
things smelling any better! "
Classic Ivy!
I think you take it over to TM.
Be brave. :)
(I just love it, when there's a moral to the story)
I'm sure I'm already on thin-enough ice with Craig.
:)
Great joke Ivy. Yes, it will be perfect for TM.
And why would you, of all people, think you would be on thin ice with Craig? I guess we all have a touch of paranoia.
Carol,
Yes, paranoia and my bent for self-deprecation.
It's my sense Craig likes the comments to stay mostly in the vicinity of his topic even though they rarely do. If I think I've posted there too much in a day and not-on-topic, I cool it a bit. I will have the same consideration for your blog too. Don't want to wear out my welcome when you have been so generous with your space and time.
The underwear joke came in my e-mail today from one of my mother's sisters. Much of what she sends I have to by-pass because we have different persuasions. So this was a treat. lol
Carol, still mulling over Maggie. Have you tried distracting her with pleasant noises? Maybe a little bell that tinkles (pardon the pun) softly. Little bell plus treats when bad noises happen. My pups have learned to perk up when I rattle the lid of their treat can...I use an enameled pot with a lid and it makes a great sound.
Oh, and for their treats, I've begun using a dog food that's a dental formula. So they're not getting "junk food" for those extra treats. It's Hill's Prescription t/d formula, my breeder-vet recommended it.
Ivy, I can't close the door to the bedroom because the AC for the lower portion of the camp is in there, but when I block the entrance I can keep her out of there. I have to stack up my clothes baskets to do that and then I risk falling over them.
You never talk too much Ivy. I love reading your stuff. This ain't my site. It's a place to feel safe to discuss the things we used to like to talk about at happy hour. I'm a little intimidated by Craig's place at times. I feel like when I add something, everyone leaves the room.
I'm not very worldly. Most of my knowledge base is limited to what I have to keep up with in medicine and my dumb ponders. I do try though.
I guess I communicate more with the dog, fish, birds, trees, etc, and sometimes their feedback is a little garbled.
"I communicate more with the dog, fish, birds, trees, etc."
Carol, my girl, that's what makes you so interestng. I'm not a little intimidated by TM, I'm a lot intimidated. Everyone often leaves the room when I post, not you Carol.
And Ivy, you 'never' over post. Craig has said that it's also a social and cultural crossing, besides being political. I never feel guilty about getting off topic. As a matter of fact, I'm rarely on topic.
Carol, we are stepping over pet-gates every time we move! I made a mistake by taking one down too soon, and the new puppy chewed up the rug in the dining room. Rug has been replaced and gate is back up. It takes almost two years for a puppy to grow out of chewing. Actually, this puppy has been the least destructive of any dog we've had. Stuff is just stuff. A dog's affection is more meaningful.
Carol and Chloe, thank you for your kind words on my behalf. I won't give up on the Trail Mix, but I appreciate we can really let our hair down here at the camp.
This is like a couple of girlfriends hanging out on the deck with our bottle of chardonnay. I guess it's okay if the Solar-man comes around whenever.
:)
Sorry I was busy with my new post. It did it fast so good luck trying to read it.
This is too precious not to share and this is the best place I know. It came from my mom. During last week's visit, I tried to clean house for her, but she wouldn't hear of it. I took her shopping instead.
LADIES!!!
Remember...a layer of dust protects the wood beneath it.
'A house becomes a home when you can write 'I love you' on the furniture.'
I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend making sure things were just perfect - 'in case someone came over. Finally I realized one day that no-one came over; they were all out living life and having fun!
NOW,when people visit, I don't have to explain the 'condition' of my home.
They are more interested in hearing about the things I've been doing while I was away living life and having fun.
If you haven't figured this out yet, please heed this advice.
Life is short. Enjoy it!
Dust if you must ....... but wouldn't it be better to paint a picture or write a letter, bake cookies or a cake and lick the spoon or plant a seed, ponder the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, but there's not much time with shrimp to eat, rivers to swim and mountains to climb, music, to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world's out there with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, a shower of rain. This day will not come around again.
Dust if you must, but bear in mind, old age will come and it's not kind. . .
And when you go - and go you must - you, yourself will make more dust!
Solar is always welcome. He's got enough testosterone to balance us out.
I love that Ivy and I know someone who needs to hear that, my best friend who is a neat freak. I think I will enlarge it and hang it on my wall. God, it's a good excuse for the CF I live in.
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