I feel sorry for all those people who put a lot of thought into Christmas shopping. They spend hours, weeks, sometimes months agonizing over which gifts to buy for their loved ones only to get a ho-hum response from the recipient before the item reappears three months later in a garage sale. My approach is… Read More Love at the Greasy Spoon
Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, and best wishes to all. The cover photo of this year’s card was taken by our four-year-old granddaughter, Maudeline Bee. Howdy friends and neighbors, This year has been filled with more ups and downs than a roller coaster bouncing on a trampoline. Polly and I have been working on a… Read More Y’all-Tide Greetings
Some of you may not be aware of the wide array of Prank Gift Boxes available this holiday season. Best sellers include, Turn & Churn, a butter maker that bolts on to your car’s tire, Bacon-Scented Dryer Sheets, and the ever popular Ear Wax Candle Kit (shown below). Too bad they didn’t ask me. I’m… Read More The Old Grey Mare
“Silver bells, silver bells . . .” Okay, okay, I promise to stop singing if each of you will make a $5 donation to the charity of your choice. Otherwise you’ll be forced to listen to my stirring rendition of “Little Dumber Boy.” (You can imagine who that’s about) Remember all the great variety show… Read More Snow-Global Warming (or Fantasy Island)
With Christmas approaching, I thought I’d share a holiday story of how we established a tradition in our family. This is a video from the speech I gave on this topic at a Toastmasters meeting yesterday. Good luck with all your family traditions.
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This is the blog of a woman who is seriously on the edge and I mean right ON the edge…no, not there… just a little bit further… further than that…no, further still…just a tiny bit more… just move slightly to the right a little…no, that’s too much…just move a tad to the left…that’s right, just there…now you’ve moved too far to the left… Damn, what part of the ‘on the edge’ do you not understand? Oh, and her matricidal boy genius, come devil spawn.
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