I asked for prayers and positive thoughts for my sister a few days ago. Her surgery was this afternoon, and she seems to have come through with flying colors. The surgery didn't last as long as we expected and there were no complications.
I still appreciate all prayers for her fast recovery and healing. She deserves it.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
My Sidewalks
A regular reader wanted to see pictures of our sidewalks, so I rushed right outside and took a few pictures. Keep in mind that the ugly propane tank in back will be moved (we've already asked the company to do so, and are patiently waiting) and we'll have grass in the spots where now you see pasture-grass, weeds, and/or mud. Probably not this fall, from the look of things. But hopefully next spring.
fact or fiction?
I received an interesting email yesterday, one of those that sent me running to Snopes.com, because it sounded like something made up by someone. And it probably is, but right now there's no way of knowing.
I'm sure some of you have received it also: It states that on or about October 5, Joe Biden is going to step down from the Democratic ticket citing health reasons, and will be replaced by Hillary. To read the thing in its entirety, click HERE.
It will be interesting to follow this one, since Snopes gives its authenticity an "undetermined" rating. To me, this means it might possibly be true.
This has already been one of the most interesting and unique election years ever, and that would really shake up the mix!
What do you think? Will it happen?
I'm sure some of you have received it also: It states that on or about October 5, Joe Biden is going to step down from the Democratic ticket citing health reasons, and will be replaced by Hillary. To read the thing in its entirety, click HERE.
It will be interesting to follow this one, since Snopes gives its authenticity an "undetermined" rating. To me, this means it might possibly be true.
This has already been one of the most interesting and unique election years ever, and that would really shake up the mix!
What do you think? Will it happen?
Saturday, September 20, 2008
It's a great day for a motorcycle ride
Cliff and I left home around nine this morning, thinking perhaps we might ride to Versailles and maybe say hello to some of his relatives.
Once on the road, we realized we hadn't dressed warmly enough; I had my light motorcycle jacket on without the liner, so it was pretty drafty. Cliff had nothing over his short-sleeved shirt. Still, we figured as the day wore on, it would warm up.
We took blacktop roads we'd never traveled before, and half the time we didn't quite know where we were. We did know that as long as we went east and south, we'd end up close to our destination.
However, when we came out near Sedalia, we decided not to go any further away from home. It was noon, and would have taken another hour to drive to Versailles. And I was cold!
Sedalia has a beautiful city park we love, so we had our picnic there before turning toward home. By the time we were on the road again, the temperature had climbed to a pleasant 75 degrees.
Once on the road, we realized we hadn't dressed warmly enough; I had my light motorcycle jacket on without the liner, so it was pretty drafty. Cliff had nothing over his short-sleeved shirt. Still, we figured as the day wore on, it would warm up.
We took blacktop roads we'd never traveled before, and half the time we didn't quite know where we were. We did know that as long as we went east and south, we'd end up close to our destination.
However, when we came out near Sedalia, we decided not to go any further away from home. It was noon, and would have taken another hour to drive to Versailles. And I was cold!
Sedalia has a beautiful city park we love, so we had our picnic there before turning toward home. By the time we were on the road again, the temperature had climbed to a pleasant 75 degrees.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Another one Edna sent
Edna is on dial-up, so she can't watch many of the videos people share; she can only watch those that come to her as a download. I got this one this morning from her, and I knew it had to be on Youtube.
Sure enough, I found the clip, which is almost nine minutes long.
This little boy impresses me with his intelligence as much as with his piano-playing. What a gift of gab the child has!
Sure enough, I found the clip, which is almost nine minutes long.
This little boy impresses me with his intelligence as much as with his piano-playing. What a gift of gab the child has!
seen in email from Cliff's cousin, Edna (I claim her as my cousin, too)
Subject:
Thanks
I just want to thank all of you for your educational emails over the past year.
Thanks to you, I no longer open a public bathroom door without using a paper towel.
I can't use the remote in a hotel room because I don't know what the last person was doing while flipping through the adult movie channels.
I can't sit down on the hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed.
I can't enjoy lemon slices in my tea or on my seafood anymore because lemon peels have been found to contain all kinds of nasty germs including feces.
I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the number one pass-time while driving alone is picking your nose (although cell phone usage may be taking the number one spot)
Eating a Little Debbie sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of Trans fats I have consumed over the years.
I can't touch any woman's purse for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public bathroom. Yuck!
I must send my special thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing.
Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.
I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.
I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.
I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.
I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas..
I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put 'Under God' on their cans.
I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.
And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life.
I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise.
I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda & Singapore and Uzbekistan .
I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.
Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.
And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.
I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies!
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician...
Have a wonderful day...
Oh, by the way.....
A German scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their e-mail with their hand on the mouse.
I just want to thank all of you for your educational emails over the past year.
Thanks to you, I no longer open a public bathroom door without using a paper towel.
I can't use the remote in a hotel room because I don't know what the last person was doing while flipping through the adult movie channels.
I can't sit down on the hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed.
I can't enjoy lemon slices in my tea or on my seafood anymore because lemon peels have been found to contain all kinds of nasty germs including feces.
I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the number one pass-time while driving alone is picking your nose (although cell phone usage may be taking the number one spot)
Eating a Little Debbie sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of Trans fats I have consumed over the years.
I can't touch any woman's purse for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public bathroom. Yuck!
I must send my special thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing.
Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.
I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.
I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.
I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.
I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas..
I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put 'Under God' on their cans.
I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.
And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life.
I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise.
I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda & Singapore and Uzbekistan .
I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.
Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.
And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.
I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies!
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician...
Have a wonderful day...
Oh, by the way.....
A German scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their e-mail with their hand on the mouse.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
It's been a decent day
Cliff and I rode the motorcycle this morning. Oh, not very far... just to Higginsville, where we window-shopped at Kleinschmidts, bought some essentials at Orschelns's (where it's peanut days and you can stroll around the store shelling peanuts and dropping the shells on the floor), and ate at our favorite Pizza Hut.
Of course, any motorcycle trip with Cliff that takes you through a farming town involves cruising the back lot of every tractor dealer to see what sort of used tractors they've taken as trade-in. Cliff will ask questions like, "Is that Oliver a diesel?"
Sheesh, how would I know? I'm just glad I can tell an Oliver from a John Deere.
Granddaughter Natalie spent the afternoon here and had a ride on Blue; she's so out of practice, though, that he kept trying to take over. Not a good thing. I imagine part of the problem is that nobody rides him except me, so he's become somewhat a one-person horse.
I called my sister this evening to make sure her scheduled surgery is still a "go". I'd appreciate prayers on her behalf: she's eighty years old, and has never had any type of surgery. In fact, she doesn't even take blood pressure meds, or any other prescription drugs. She has some polyps that were too difficult to remove during her last colonscopy, so they're doing the surgery to get those. The doctor assured her that they aren't suggesting, or even thinking, that she might have cancer; they just want to get this problem area fixed so nothing becomes cancer. Next Tuesday is the day.
But I'm sure Maxine is nervous, because I certainly would be. I have one sister, and she is very special to me, and to everyone who knows her.
So pray for her peace of mind, and for her continued health.
Of course, any motorcycle trip with Cliff that takes you through a farming town involves cruising the back lot of every tractor dealer to see what sort of used tractors they've taken as trade-in. Cliff will ask questions like, "Is that Oliver a diesel?"
Sheesh, how would I know? I'm just glad I can tell an Oliver from a John Deere.
Granddaughter Natalie spent the afternoon here and had a ride on Blue; she's so out of practice, though, that he kept trying to take over. Not a good thing. I imagine part of the problem is that nobody rides him except me, so he's become somewhat a one-person horse.
I called my sister this evening to make sure her scheduled surgery is still a "go". I'd appreciate prayers on her behalf: she's eighty years old, and has never had any type of surgery. In fact, she doesn't even take blood pressure meds, or any other prescription drugs. She has some polyps that were too difficult to remove during her last colonscopy, so they're doing the surgery to get those. The doctor assured her that they aren't suggesting, or even thinking, that she might have cancer; they just want to get this problem area fixed so nothing becomes cancer. Next Tuesday is the day.
But I'm sure Maxine is nervous, because I certainly would be. I have one sister, and she is very special to me, and to everyone who knows her.
So pray for her peace of mind, and for her continued health.
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