Post 533 ~~ Saturday, 15th November, 2008.
Hello My Friends ~~ Finally I get to do a post. I seem to have too many visitors popping in lately, which normally is very nice. It's just that I am trying to catch up.
I got a nice surprise this morning - an old friend - Mike's sister Vicki rang and
the three of us went out to lunch at a great restaurant. I have known them for many, many years. Their mother was my best friend, but she died years ago, so Mike is like another son and I give him some cooked meals. It was a nice surprise to see Vicki. She also brought me some gifts, a solar light and a
nice salt and pepper grinder set. And she shouted the lunch. (She can come again!!) It is much quieter now the guys have gone, and I hope they are very nearly home by now as Warren goes back to work on Monday.
This is a bag of potting mix with strawberries planted in it. And lots of drainage holes underneath.
My son, Geoff planted them for me.
My son John bought me a new gazebo as the wind ruined the last one. I hope to get some pavers as a floor
and put a table and chair set in there.
Peter and myself standing behind his new car which is very nice.
Warren and Peter just before they left last Wednesday.
Four lines from Helen Steiner Rice - - called "A Favorite Recipe.
Take a cup of Kindness, mix it well with Love,
Add a lot of Patience and Faith in God above,
Sprinkle very generously with Joy and Thanks and Cheer. . . .
And you'll have lots of "Angel Food" to feast on all the year.
The next item was sent to me by my good friend Connie aka Meow.
It is called "Pet Owners." Thank you Connie.
The following was posted very low on the refrigerator door.
Dear Dogs and Cats : The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food.
The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Racing me down to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I can fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not
think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort, however.
Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not nesessary to sleep
perpendicular to each other, stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues out of the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle, I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge in an attempt to open the door.
I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years - canine/feline attendance is not required.
The proper order for kissing is : Kiss me first, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough,
Finally, in fairness, dear pets, I have posted the following message on the front door :
TO ALL NON-PET OWNERS WHO VISIT AND LIKE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT OUR
PETS : 1. They live here. You don't.
2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. That's why they
call it "fur"niture-
3.I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
4. To you, they are animals. To me, they are adopted sons/daughters who are short,
hairy. walk on all fours and don't speak clearly.
Remember dogs and cats are better than children because they : 1, eat less,
2. don't aske for money all the time, 3 are easier to train 4. usually come when called
5 never ask to drive the car, 6. don't hang out with drug dealers, 7. don't smoke,
8. don't want to wear your clothes, 9. don't have to buy the latest fashions, and
10. don't need a gazillion dollars for college and 11, if they get pregnant, you can sell their children.
A man walked into a crowded restaurant and caght the eye. "You know," he said, "it's been ten years since I came in here."
"Don't blame me," the waiter snapped, "I'm working as fast as I can."
I am sorry but I have to get to bed, my eyes won't stay open tonight and it's after midnight. Have a wonderful weekend my friends. I will do better next time.
My love and best wishes to you all. Cheers, Merle.
Post 533 ~~~ Saturday, 15th November, 2008.