O dem short daze of winter.....

Well, we’re taking a wee break from the rain ‘n it’s just as well ‘cuz I got to dry out the poor, semi-abandoned motorhome...
No blame on the motorhome,y’understand,
it’s entirely my own durn fault for letting the poor thing stand out there all alone in the weather....but it don’t normally leak...
‘course, we don’t normally get hours ‘n hours of rainfall ‘n wind ‘n I should’a done something about maybe covering up the air conditioners ‘n if I had maybe I wudn’t be toting heavy baskets of bedclothes up the hill to wash ‘n dry.....oh yeah, ‘n running the heater in the coach in hopes of drying out some of the wet....all my own fault ‘n nobody else which, take it from me, don’t make the situation any better.....
On to a lighter note on another short day of winter, since it appears t’be at least temporarily dry, da boyz want to go for a stroll ‘round ‘n about the village...
just to see, I presume, ‘n of course, to smell....they spend a lot of time smelling on our little strolls...basically what that means is that I don’t have to walk fast so when someone tells you that they get their exercise from walking their dog, they’re lying....
Christmas is almost upon us ‘n it seems t’be coming awful fast this year prob’ly ‘cuz Millyrose is somewhat laid up what with the broken wing ‘n all which leaves me to cope with all the Christmas stuff...
well, not so much the Christmas stuff, she don’t really trust me that far, after all we’ve only been married for a little over 51 years so in many ways, it’s still very much a wait ‘n see thing with her...I guess probation lasts a long time with some people.....anyways, what it is, is all the stuff around the house that I just don’t get done to her satisfaction....oh, I get pretty good (well, fair anyway) marks for laundry ‘n meals ‘n such but I seem to fail miserably when it comes to priorities ‘n I think that’s pretty much a man/woman thing that’s locked in the DNA ‘n there ain’t a darn thing that c’n be done about it...at least by humanity ‘n that’s undoubtedly a good thing ‘cuz we do have a tendency to mess up whenever we’re left to our own devices.....
Ah well, Christmas is coming...blah, blah, blah, something about fat geese etcetera.....Happy Holy Days to ev’ryone...

Cookies......

Millyrose is makin’ cookies....sooooooo, she must be feeling better, right? Well, she is but the big reason is that she’s just getting antsy....not antsy like Gina who’s fighting the War of the Ants in Davis but antsy as in she’s just tired of doing nothing.....see, doing nothing is hard work if you’ve not been born to it....I mean, if you don’t have the gift, then you have to work really hard to develop skills....that’s why retirement is so hard for some people...Oh, they think because they’ve been working all their lives that they just got into a habit that they’re finding hard to break but those people who have made a study of habits say that all you have to do to make or break a habit is to do (or not do) the same thing for....oh, like three days....’course, those same people are the same kind of people who’ll tell you that you should just eat half of a banana or three potato chips or no more than five peanuts in a day....y’know the kind of person I’m talking about.....the self-righteous prig who never eats or drinks too much, whose weight never varies, who never never never spills a food product down their shirt front...the spotless ones who live in spotless homes ‘n drive spotless cars ‘n have spotless children, the people who never....well, they just never, that’s all.....but, as usual, I digress....on that proverbial other hand, there are people who are born with ‘The Gift’....some people are great natural athletes, some are born with the gift of music...there are many, many talents that God’s children can be born with....and one of them is the ability to do nothing well...’n as I have stated here ‘n there in times past, I have that gift ‘n Millyrose doesn’t, so we complement each other....it’s been a very satisfactory arrangement for many years now ‘n hopefully the coming year will see it continue.....that’s almost upon us ‘n I’m pretty sure we have enuff cereal in the house that we’ll survive....’specially now that she’s making cookies!

O by gosh by golly.....

seems t’be time for rain down the back of the neck....seems like it’s rainin’ all over the world....well, not really....I have a teevee ‘n I watch the nooze ‘n I know that somewhere the sun is shining ‘n somewhere hearts are light but Fair Oaks is turning into Mudville t’nite....ackshully, it started (began) last nite ‘n has continued thruout the day ‘n (according to all the weather pundits) is gonna continue into sometime next week or next year whichever comes first..... FORTUNATELY we’re not getting inches of rain per day which was forecast ‘n would have led to widespread flooding altho not on my little hilltop tho’ we might have had a small lake develop at the foot of the hill....it hasn’t done that for a few years but one never knows, does one?......we had a small break in the rain early this afternoon long enuff for da boyz to take me for a short walk ‘round ‘n about the village tho’ I made it a point to avoid Plaza Park which looks pleasantly green but is deceiving becuz it is water-logged already ‘n 240 lb men have a tendency to sink....da boyz love it however ‘n seem to delight in dragging their bellies thru the wet grass...
Willie especially finds it great fun altho’ afterwards when we get home ‘n I won’t let him back in the house without toweling him down is less amusing to him....it don’t bother eit her one of them very long however cuz immediately they’re thru the door, they run thru the house checking on Millyrose, their food dishes, the water supply ‘n the trash, tho’ not necessarily in that order, after which they flop down ‘n go immediately to sleep.....which come to think on it ain’t a bad idea on a rainy, gloomy, wet Sati’day afternoon........yawnnnnnn.....

Santa Claus is comin' to town.......

Father Christmas
by Robert Service

My Father Christmas passed away
when I was barely seven.
At twenty-one, alack-a-day,
I lost my hope of heaven.

Yet not in either lies the curse,
the hell of it’s because,
I don’t know which loss hurt the most,
my God, or Santa Claus.

The Truth about Christmas
by Justin Other Smith

“Whatta ya mean, there’s no Santa Claus? Of course there’s a Santa Claus. I’ve talked to him. Sat on his lap. Wrote him a letter at the North Pole. Mailed it up the chimney. My Mom helped me. And Mom’s don’t lie.”
Uh-oh! Trauma time! Why do adults persist in perpetuating the myth of Santa Claus? Every year, millions of good little boys and girls are traumatized when their classmates tell them, “There ain’t no Santa Claus, you dope.”
Every year, some mean-spirited yahoo (euphemism for you know what) has a pressing need to tell children the TRUTH about Christmas. Last year, it was a grade school teacher. And her employers, the parents, weren’t even allowed to fire her.
Of course, when the kids get a little older, these same grinches tell them the same truth about God. They tell them the truth about Evolution, how we all crawled out of the slime together. And that’s the TRUTH!
Now, they all admit that they weren’t there themselves, but Darwin figured it all out and it’s the SCIENTIFIC TRUTH!
I’ve got to be truthful and state right up front that I’ve only read a tiny little bit of Charles Darwin, mainly because he was a really boring writer and I kept losing my place and falling asleep, but I’m sure that all the teachers who preach Darwinism as gospel never had that problem. I’m sure they could quote chapter and verse where God said, “Now listen up, Chuck, and I’ll tell you the real story. None of that Adam and Eve jive. Just the whole truth and nothin’ but...”
We say that people who believe implicitly whatever they are told are naive. Whether you accept the biblical view of Creation or Darwin’s theory of Evolution, or Clement Moore’s ‘Night before Christmas’, it seems to me that they are all arguable concepts. You should believe whatever you want. It’s nobodys business but your own.
But, if you’re at all interested, I believe in Santa Claus. I like to believe in him. It makes me feel good to believe in him. And I think I’d be a fool to give up a belief that makes me feel good about myself, my family, and my fellow man.
Merry Christmas to all.

O...and to all, a good night!

snooze nooze.....

Y’know, I been watching p’litical nooze ‘til I just can’t take it any more....seems like ev’ry politician in Washington just wants t’get on camera to prove that they’re never too old to learn something stupid....
I believe Harry Reid wants t’be a modern day Robin Hood who takes from the rich t’give to the poor but the way he seems to hit the target is he shoots first ‘n calls whatever he hits, the target....
I swear, it’s a worrisome situation for all those folks in Washington...The Democrats are worried about what the Republicans are gonna do next month ‘n the Republicans are worried about what the Democrats are doing right now....thing is, most of it ain’t gonna happen anyway....
I think if I wuz a politician, I’d try ‘n remember what I learned in grade school...my 3rd ‘n 4th grade teacher was Miz Fanny Williams who came out of retirement cuz all the young teachers went off to war or to work in defense plants it being wartime way back then.... anyways, she had a sign on the classroom wall that said in big letters...SILENCE IS GOLDEN....’n she re-enforced that with a ruler....but as usual, I digress....as I wuz sayin’ howsomever, if I wuz a politician, I think I’d just hunker down ‘n keep my mouth shut ‘n hope nobody’d notice me until it was time for the next election.....
‘Course it was also back in Miz Fanny’s classroom that I learned that it wuz a good idea not to mess with somethin’ that wudn’t botherin’ me none.....anyways, my advice for them politicians, ‘n I don’t remember who it wuz that said this, “Better to remain silent ‘n be tho’t a fool than to speak out ‘n remove all doubt!”

Things t'be thankful for.....

I was born in the middle of the last great depression...people didn't have much back in those 'olden days' so they were pretty grateful for what they did have or, at least, that's the way it seems t'me...also, it seems that when people didn't have much, they were somehow more willing to share whatever good fortune came their way...Holiday pleasures were simpler 'n all the sweeter for the sharing....
We are in the midst of another great depression 'n circumstances are eerily similar...politicians play the blame game, pointing fingers 'n denying culpability...'n every day seems to bring another voice claiming that the economy is on the upswing..."Prosperity is just around the corner!" What I've been looking for from Hollywood is remakes of those old depression era feel-good movies but so far, no luck...
I get frustrated with the direction my government seems to be going 'n so ocassionally, I vent...'n for friends 'n relatives that put up with me whether or not they agree, I'm thankful...
The Obama Healthcare nonsense is back in the nooze again 'n for all those people that talk about how much better the Canadian healthcare system is.....well, this's for them....
Diane Carriere is a Facebook friend 'n she recently posted the following:

Do you remember that I told you that I would tell you a little about the US? Today is a good day for me.

If you have been following the saga in US politics you may know that a great number of Americans are very concerned about their liberty, about the economy and the security. America may change forever.

Since, the Obama administration took power, the debt rose to alarming levels which will probably affect the US for many years to come. The White House is dreaming of raising tax to get the rich to pay for the poor. Don't expect that money to go to the poor, it will just go to more government programs which are expanding considerably. This expensive entitlement mania is bad news, it almost ruined Canada and Europe is on the verge of collapsing, they say.

Americans will also be FORCED to buy health insurance unless they can revoke the new law which contains more intrigues than any soap opera can offer. Medical costs are expected to climb substantially and the services to go down. I fear for the medical research.

Mr. Obama and the extreme left of his party are as well trying to orchestrate a class war. They want to get the middle class against employers and rich people who support a huge part of the economy. Obama has also been using the race card to gain popularity with his base and to divide his beautiful nation. It almost worked.

This narcissistic adolescent may not be drinking whiskey, but he is driving a big car very irresponsibly. We could all end up paying for his follies if he does not smarten up. Diane Carriere

Morgan Plus Four.....

This is my alltime favorite automobile.....not that it's the most practical...it definitely ain't....it has a wooden frame 'n the leather strap actually holds the hood (bonnet in Brit) down....hard telling what kind of motor it might have cuz Morgan didn't build motors, they bought them from whomever..actually in '56 they prob'ly used the same motor that you'd find in a Triumph of the same time period....this p'ticklar car was advertised on Bring a Trailer as a 'driver' 'n they were asking 15K for it....reasonable price but it would probly cost at least that much in maintenance if somebody would actually use it for a daily driver.....pity! sumtimes it 'ud just be nice to be a gazillionaire....