Good Grief!!! Over 20,000 hits on my journal! Of course, I probably check back a dozen times a day, so a lot of the hits are mine.
Here's a little nugget of small-town life, for those of you who live in the big, anonymous city: Cliff's check is direct-deposited into our little bank, and every Friday, we go through the drive-up and write a check for $100 cash, Cliff's gasoline-and-spending-money. Last week our renter paid all the rent except for $25, so I wrote Cliff's check out for $75, knowing he'd be getting $25 from Vicki. As the lady at the drive-up window handed Cliff his cash, she looked knowingly across at me and said, "So, you cut his allowance this week, eh?" Had I been thinking faster, I'd have said, "Yes, but I'll let him take it out in trade", or "Yes I did; he's been a bad boy!" What I actually said was, "We're expecting the $25 from another source." Geesh. I am explaining to a bank teller why Cliff isn't getting his usual amount of money? The funny thing is, it doesn't bother me. I like that aspect of small-town life, the part where everyone knows your business.
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LOL on Mandy sleeping. Jake used to sleep like that but he's older now and I haven't seen him do that lately. Good job on your counter number. I lost mine two times and lost about 1300 combined counts off mine. Helen
Thanx for sharing your pics. They are always nice. I enjoy them all.
I've never seen a dog sleep up against the wall like your Mandy.
That's a riot.
Congrats on your 20.000+ hits!
Have a lovely day in the country. :::sigh:::
Niki
LOL at bank teller being all up in your business! Nope...you never see something like that around here. ;-)
Thanks for posting Jakey, Mosie.. He is a handsome rascal, isn't he? I liked this one in particular because it shows his little pink toes and little pink nose. And if you look closely in the upper right hand corner, you can see Sue snoozing too.
And Mandy. She's a hoot. Never saw a dog sleep against the wall. LOL LOL
Joanna
LOVE IT..LOVE IT...Small town life, that is. It doesn't bother me if my bankers know how much money I have or don't have. When I need help....THEY ARE THERE FOR ME.
Sounds like my town!!!
CArlene
My 100 lb. German Shepherd is sprawled out on my bed with his big, smelly head on my pillows. He loves the fact that I'm such a night-owl on the weekends.
How funny.....I take the teller asking you that as a term of endearment. Letting you know that she knows you all well. It's most impressive when people remember little details like that. I'm sure that brought a chuckle.
I am surprised that Pop's didn't say, HEY I make the money not her.
At the hospital cafeteria up the street the girls always know what each of us will order. Small towns are great, aren't they? paula
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