A full moon occurred on Dec. 2. It will appear again on Thursday in time for the New Year's countdown.
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL.... AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
BLUE MOON
Monday, December 28, 2009
All I want is my fair share....
Poor Bob .... Its not easy being green.
Took the dog for a walk in the inclement weather but first put on my ice creepers and was on safe footing.
And now we await the new year....
Thursday, December 24, 2009
The true meaning of Christmas!
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(That's what Christmas is all about...Charlie Brown.)
Friday, December 18, 2009
HO! HO! HO!
So here's the deal with Mom's car. Supposedly what happened is when the mechanic went to replace the intake manifold gasket, he cleaned the surface of the old stuff with steel wool. A few of the fibers got down to the oil pump and caused the oil pump to fail resulting in no oil pressure. What needs to be done now is ... to replace the oil pump the whole engine needs to be dismantled.... it is approximately a 30 hour job in the best of times.... Happening at this time of year will require the car to be at the garage for about 2 weeks . They will need to inspect all the bearings to insure that they have not been damaged... replace the oil pump and clean the engine thoroughly. My garage man says he will inform the owner of all this (supposedly, he does not know about it yet) and he will tell him that we will need a rental car for the duration and for the garage to make the arrangements for that. After doing a computer search, they have since discovered a bulletin from GM saying, "do not use steel wool to clean the surface. DO YOU BELIEVE ALL THIS? Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Look Who's Coming to Town
Tis the season and Kirsten comes to town along with the jolly fat man at the end of this week. Enjoyed Billie's school Chrtistmas concert last night. Hope the weather keeps cooperating. I don't think that I am ready for the real bad stuff yet.... maybe in January. Should get Meems' car out of the repair shop sometime today.... but if it is later in the day, Meems will be out with my car doing the Brownie thing, so I may just tell them to keep the car until tomorrow, since I will not have a ride to pick it up. Hopefully, the cars will now last until the winter.Friday, December 11, 2009
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DOLE PINEAPPLE
Wow! 45 years old... and what a fine son, father and husband Eric has become. We are all so very proud of you, "Fred." Glad you didn't pursue the drums as a serious profession.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Bog Dziecie Zapwacze
Daddo tells me that is Polish for "God Bless the Children" and I will have to take him at his word since I only know a few Polish words, and they are limited to things like curse words and telling someone to "shut it."
But perhaps my nieces and nephews believe differently of me, and I wanted to share this very short snippet of an exchange that happened when I was up in Michigan for Thanksgiving. It just gave me the biggest belly laugh and I've been telling everyone about it, so wanted to make sure I had shared it with all of the family.
When Natalie and Cole were staying over Mom's and Dad's for the nite, I had been playing with them in the t.v. room when I stood up and announced that I had to "go make use of the facilities."
Cole: "What is 'facilities'?"
Aunt Kee: "Oh, it's another word for 'bathroom.'"
Natalie (nodding with all the solemnity and confidence of a girl who KNOWS): "In Polish."
God bless the children, indeed.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Little Orphant Annie
I had never seen this poem before today. Wished that I had found it before Halloween. But I just loved it so much, I had to share it.
Little Orphant Annie
by James Whitcomb Riley
Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,
An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' weep,
An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an'-keep;
An' all us other childern, when the supper things is done,
Out!
An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wasn't there at all!
An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an' cubby-hole, an' press,
An' seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an' ever'wheres, I guess;
But all they ever found was thist his pants an' roundabout--
An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,
An' make fun of ever'one, an' all her blood an' kin;
An' onc't, when they was "company," an' ole folks was there,
She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!
An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide,
They was two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,
An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what she's about!
An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
An' little Orphant Annie says when the blaze is blue,
An' the lamp-wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!
An' you hear the crickets quit, an' the moon is gray
An' the lightnin'-bugs in dew is all squenched away,--
You better mind yer parents, an' yer teachers fond an' dear,
An' churish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,
An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,
Er the Gobble-uns'll git you
Little Orphant Annie
by James Whitcomb Riley
Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,
An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' weep,
An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an'-keep;
An' all us other childern, when the supper things is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun
A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,
An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you
Ef you
Don't
WatchOut!
Onc't they was a little boy wouldn't say his prayers,--
So when he went to bed at night, away up stairs,
His Mammy heerd him holler, an' his Daddy heerd him bawl,An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wasn't there at all!
An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an' cubby-hole, an' press,
An' seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an' ever'wheres, I guess;
But all they ever found was thist his pants an' roundabout--
An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,
An' make fun of ever'one, an' all her blood an' kin;
An' onc't, when they was "company," an' ole folks was there,
She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!
An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide,
They was two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,
An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what she's about!
An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
An' little Orphant Annie says when the blaze is blue,
An' the lamp-wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!
An' you hear the crickets quit, an' the moon is gray
An' the lightnin'-bugs in dew is all squenched away,--
You better mind yer parents, an' yer teachers fond an' dear,
An' churish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,
An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,
Er the Gobble-uns'll git you
Don't
Watch
Out!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
I Finally Got A Girl
No, it's not Roxy's twin. Say Hello to Princess. She is a 20 pound, 11 week old Boxer Shepherd mix. We picked her up this morning at the Macomb Humane Society. She's not quite as bad as the $150 free fish in my front room, but I don't think I'll let my wife and kids go to the pet store together again.
Tom was asking Santa for a dog, and we thought that we should all view the dog and see what kind of a disposition she would have with the boys. Well, they opened the door to let her into the room and she went right for Billy and Tommy. Enough said. Tom's unexplainable want for a Golden Retriever, turned into a love for our Princess. Even Jim is accepting and wanting to play...sometimes more than Princess is. They said she wasn't potty trained, but so far the only accident she had was in the pet store. I saw she was ready to go, and I was heading outside with her, when a couple of little girls, whose mother I knew, bent down to pet her....oops!!! Too much excitement led to "Clean up on aisle one!" Here, she has done all her business outside, and even pooped on our walk around the block, which Tom volunteered to pick up. I guess we'll see how long that lasts. Now we have the night to contend with. Hope she's ready to entertain company soon. She is very cute and loving.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Why, It's Elementary!!!!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
MOM'S LATEST PURCHASE
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