February 15, 2014

quirks

This "It's Saturday" might make some of you feel sorta kinda queasy.  Try not to think about it!  We are all sorta kinda quirky!  Our minds are really something folks.
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Now that Sun fan is quirky!  Our son, Chet a.k.a. a Knicks' fan and I a.k.a. a Suns' fan went to the Suns game last Saturday night.  It was a hoot.  I must admit, I enjoyed the heck out of the evening together!  I think the last time we went to a NBA game together was with our whole family at the Forum in Los Angles and saw the Lakers play maybe 25 years ago.  Chet remembered they played Sacramento.  Sacramento was way ahead and the Lakers came back and won.  Chet got Vlade Divac's autograph at court side before the game.  I remember that our daughter, Heather, got sick.  Oh great family memories!

Strange mannerisms!  There are some folks who have some strange mannerisms!  Oh ya.  SusieQ say--I didn't know my future husband had soooooo many until after we got married.  Was I surprised.  He has some quirks alright.  Some I don't want to tell you about (i.e. a lot of scratching and itching and...).  They're just crazy and bizarre.  AverageJoe says--If you think there is good in everybody, you obviously haven't met everybody!  Ouchy ouchy!

It ain't easy folks!  To go against the dominate thinking of your friends and of the folks you see every day (i.e. classy folks do that) can be tough. Sometimes we might think we seem peculiar to others.  Soooo, we don't want that soooo we do stuff  sooo we aren't quirky (i.e. want to be like others even if it costs us a arm and a leg).  This causes us problems.  We don't want to be quirky. CadillacJack says--What is the source of debt? Most often, debt arises when we live beyond our means. It happens when we are not satisfied.  I asked a friend how his family is doing--one son is separated from his wife--she always was a big spender (i.e. wasn't good for the marriage--high maintenance).  Joesixpack says--Being classy is "life magic"!  Such is life.

Now this guy must be quirky!  Look at the picture.  Two different socks and one with a whole in the toe.  Quirky!  Who is that guy anyway!  It's me.  I played some golf and then we went to get some groceries at Freys.  I looked at my feet and "what"!

ItchieBiticie says--No one wants to considered an oddity!  Fear of failure is a great motivator.  SusieQ says--When you fail, everyone thinks you're an idiot.  And when everyone things you're an idiot, you loose your self-esteem.  And when you loose your self-esteem, you get ulcers.  And when you get ulcers, it can go on for ever folks.  Soooo that is why folks won't take risks.  ItchieBitchie says--All of us could take a lesson from the weather.  It pays no attention to criticism !  Will Rogers quipped, "You've got to go out on a limb sometimes because that's where the fruit is." 


My favorite running path!
A sense of peace.  I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it--"The man (i.e. person) of integrity walks securely, but he who takes crooked paths will be found out".  Our tracks give us away!  There are a lot of  "rabbit paths" you can follow just like there are a lot of hikin' trails up 'er in 'em mountains.  When the folks traveled west before there were roads or even distinct mapped paths, they followed the paths of wild animals.  Those animals knew the shortest way over the mountains and to water.  They did it for years (i.e. many years of experience that were proven over and over again).  I wonder if it would be wise for us folks to follow paths that have been proven over and over again.  I wonder.  What do you think? 

My Daddy, Chester, told me that when he was a kid, they ate rabbits.  They didn't always have guns or ammunition to hunt them always so they would trail the rabbits after a snow.  They would follow their tracks.  Rabbits quite often would go into a hole in the snow.  Then they would sneak up from behind the opening of the snow hole and just bounce on them.  Their tracks gave the rabbits away.  Huh, interesting.  Saturday question--What do our tracks (i.e. our rear view mirror show/story) look like?


In a dark and hazy room, peering into a crystal ball, the mystic delivered grave news:  "There's no easy way to tell you this, so I'll just be blunt. Prepare yourself to be a widow.Your husband will die a violent and horrible death this year."  Visibly shaken, SnowbirdLauraofIA stared at the woman's lined face, then at the single flickering candle, then down at her hands. She took a few deep breaths to compose herself and to stop her racing mind. She simply had to know. She met the Fortune Teller's gaze, steadied her voice, and asked, "Will I be acquitted?"

Arlene and I were walking the other morning.  I had to stop at the activity center to go to the bathroom (i.e. drank toooo much coffee).  As I walked by a lady and a man I heard them talking, I heard one sentence of their conversation--"Some folks think they are invincible".  As far as I can tell we are all mortal.  There comes a time when they roll up the carpet on our life on this earth.  Saturday questions--Do you believe in heaven and hell?  Soooo where do you think you are going after death on this earth?  People react differently to hearing “Procedure X has a 70 percent chance of survival” and “Procedure Y has a 30 percent chance of death.” Phrased that way, people flock to Procedure X, even though the numbers are the same."  "I remember the moment when my overwhelming uneasiness yielded. Seven words from Samuel Beckett, a writer I’ve not even read that well, learned long ago as an undergraduate, began to repeat in my head, and the seemingly impassable sea of uncertainty parted: “I can’t go on. I’ll go on.” I took a step forward, repeating the phrase over and over: “I can’t go on. I’ll go on.” And then, at some point, I was through.  Paul Kalanithi is a chief resident in neurological surgery at Stanford University. Read his story on this link 
http://www.nytimes.com/2014/01/25/opinion/sunday/how-long-have-i-got-left.html

CrazyMrvin said--She acted rather quirky I thought.  When my wife of 52 years, SeniorBetty, woke up the other morning and she said to me--Whoa there old man, don't touch me, I must be dead (i.e. she thought they fired up the cooker and chucked her in)--you're not dead, you are breathing and are awake.  I thought I was dead as nothing hurts this morning!

Arlene and I were sitting in our chairs at the end of our drive the other night drinking our wine and eating some cashews.  A neighbor lady walked by and was within 6 feet of us but didn't acknowledge us (i.e. she was in deep thought).  Then she came back and said--Holy crap!  Did I just walk by and not acknowledge you?--We are sitting outside and I'm cool sooooo I went back to get a sweatshirt.--I can't believe I didn't see you.--I really wasn't being obnoxious, really!

She is quirky in that she has poise!  I like to be around folks who have class.  What's class--Class is not DuaneTheWorm who just cares about himself (i.e. self centered).  I have had the opportunity to be around some very classy folks a.k.a. neat folks.  Class is handling situations in a "high quality manner" when things aren't going their way and when they are having great success.  Okla. St.'s Marcus Smart did not have class when shoving a TX Tech fan late in the game even when supposedly Jeff Orr called him a "piece of crap".  FlipThePancake--Paton Manning and Russel Wilson are on TV doing advertisements.  Why?  They are class acts folks.  ItchieBitchie says--Classy folks are stealth.  I heard a sports announcer say--Very few folks can handle success (i.e. that is in many aspects of life).  Just look around.  It is quite obvious.  We all know folks who are "tooooo big for their britches").  Quite often when folks think they are really "hot stuff", disaster happens to them.  It reminds me of a guy I golfed against in league.  He thinks he's really something.  I tell him how good he is, how far he can hit the ball, and how can anyone beat him.  He just melts like a snowman does in July!  I know that isn't nice, but this guy has such a huge ego that it just makes me laugh.  Classy folks can control their emotions and don't have an extreme temper and stay calm under pressure.  It's not good to loose your head.  Abraham Lincoln was very good at this; he saw the big picture and didn't burn bridges and didn't get offended easily. I believe that Abraham Lincoln was a classy person.  What do you think?

LuckyEddie says--The more folks experience, the more they know about stuff.  They become more well rounded in their thinking (i.e. can see the big picture).  They aren't soooo surprised about change and disappointments and realities of life.  Maybe they understand better, maybe have the ability to see things differently.  Those folks have class (i.e. my opinion).  There are folks who make a lot of noise but say nutten (i.e. a lot of razzle dazzle but...).  They make a big deal out something about themselves which in really isn't a very big deal.  They blow things way out of portion (i.e.not classy folks--my opinion).  Arlene and I went for a walk the other day.  We saw this sign on a rock in front of some folks' house (i.e. you might have to enlarge it to read it--just click on it).  It made me laugh!

There has always been a lot of quirky folks!  I read this while eating my oatmeal with half a banana/blueberries on it--Paul's letter to the church in Corinth, Greece has relevance to us today; problems like immaturity, instability, divisions, jealousy and envy, lawsuits, martial difficulties, sexual immorality and misuse of spiritual gifts exist today as they did back then c. (i.e. meaning about, approximately) A.D. 55.  LuckieEddie says--There are times when a guy just can't seem to control himself.  Such is life.

MNengineer showing his form
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Normal or quirky?  A golf buddy MNengineer a.k.a. the whizz kid isn't maybe the best golfer I know but is the most frequent peeeeer I know!  We were putting our clubs in the car after golfing this week.  I asked the guys if they dream.  They all dream.  MNengineer guy can fly in his dreams.  The IA-MiracleGuy can dream, go to the bathroom and then continue his dream.  We all have reoccurring dreams (i.e. mine is I can't find a place on the tee box to hit my drive--always a something in front of me or something restricting my back swing--my buddies just leave me there).  AmazingND Guy guy (i.e. age 74) said he dreams in color.  He also told us he has sexual dreams; mostly about people he doesn't know.  Sometimes about his wife but not very often and sometimes about his first wife.  It was quite a conversation.  We laughed the whole way home. I wonder if women ever have sexual dreams. Now that is something you just don't talk about with women (i.e. at least I have never)

This week a smart, classy person sent me this message by email--RIGHT NOW is always the most important.

Excuse me but...!  My writing ability is not to couch ideas in the style of a trained writer, who had studied the techniques of influencing folks by persuasive arguments.  The reality is, I was never very good with English.  I don't think I paid enough attention in Roseland, MN elementary.  But, I do know I was in the top 5 of my class.  We only had 5 in our class!  Soooo, if I have misspelled a few words or said something not quite right, I think you'll get it.  You are quirky folks with amazing minds.  Besides, pictures are worth a thousand words!  Such is life.

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans.  (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--Invest in the power of love, not the love of power.

February 8, 2014

labels labels labels

Disclaimer:  I ain't smart!  If I were smart, I would be sitting on top of some mountain!  The Russian writer Fyodor Dostoyevsky wrote, “It’s not the brains that matter most, but that which guides them—the character, the heart.” How do you define a wise person? Is it someone who has a college degree, knows what’s going on in the world, reads widely, speaks a foreign language, has the ability to speak and write clearly?
Fair enough, but according to Proverbs these accomplishments could well be beside the point. Biblically speaking, a wise person is one who lives with awe and reverence toward God while hating evil and avoiding it as one would a coiled snake. Teddy Roosevelt, who was once a Sunday school teacher, said that educating a person without changing him morally only makes matters worse.

Joesixpack says--What is your label?  Like Alexander The Great!  Like Starvin' Marvin!  Like two ton Tilly!  Like Fat Cat Edgar! Like Crazy Wilma!  Like par man Ron!  Like Smart Ass Ted!  Like nice guy Fred.  Like Smart as blazes Becky!  Like cutie pie Seana!  You understand, you got the idea. At the end of the day, would we be labeled a good person?  Do you believe that the fear of the Lord (i.e. living with awe and reverence before God) is the beginning of wisdom? It says in the Book I was reading while eating my oatmeal with half a banana on it--It’s the starting block of a virtuous and rewarding journey in life (i.e. that is not thunder from the mountain tops folks).

Joesixpack said--I went to my family's reunion last summer in MS.  I can see why there should be birth control!  I hate to label them crazy as they are some of my own family but...!  And I can't believe it, half of them are crazy liberals and half of them are crazy conservatives.  Crazy!  Just crazy.  It seemed I like I was the only normal one there!  Go figure!

I label them smart folks. ItchieBitchie asks--What is the capacity of a human brain?  That is just a stupid question IithcieBitchie.  Who knows (i.e. it doesn't really have a definite answer, just a lot of estimates).  That means there is not a wrong answer.  But it appears that some folks have more capacity than others, oh ya!  Clay Thompson in the AZ Republic says--Your brain has somewhere around 100 billion neurons and about a quadrillion synapses that carry messages to neurons and muscle cells and so on.  Of those 100 billion, it is thought that maybe 1 billion are involved in remembering things.  The other neurons are busy running your body or watching football or thinking about how people look naked.  Your brain has a memory capacity of something like 2.5 petabytes.  What's a petabyte?  Beats me!  But if your brain worked like a digital video recorder in a television, 2.5 petabytes would be enough to hold three million hours of TV shows.  You would have to leave the TV running continuously for more than 300 years to use up all that storage.  WooHoo!  My believe is that it would take something pretty special to create the brain (i.e. my opinion, one big God).  What do you think?

EngineerJimFromMI (i.e. a golf buddy and one smart guy) gave me this information recently.  Approximately 12 million years ago, a white dwarf star M82 exploded.  Recently, light from this distant supernova finally reached earth.  It's actually in a different galaxy.  Now that is hard for me to grasp (i.e. 12 million light years away).  And some folks don't believe there is a God!  Come on folks!  I golfed with MyFriendGenoFromMN recently.  It was his birthday.  He's 71.  He said he can't hit his 5 iron very well any more.  1 out 10 shots is good he said.  Hey, old roaster, just be happy you are still around.  I read in the paper (i.e. sooo it must be right) that 14 out of 15 roasters are killed right after birth.

I label him a good guy!  We were waiting for our table at Egginton's (i.e. our favorite breakfast place).  There was a seat open next to a guy on a bench.  I asked him (i.e. a senior) if he was saving it for someone.  No no, sit down; my wife is outside talking to our adult son.  He just got a job after being unemployed or 9 months.  He had a very good job which is no longer in the market place (i.e. probably gone for ever).  He insisted in finding the same job.  They are not out there.  It took him this long to accept that.  He talked how hard it was for him and his wife to see their son go through this.  Our table was ready and I got up.  He shuck my hand.  I said--You are a good man.  He said--I don't know about that but I sure enjoyed our visit.  This guy was a good person.  Good folks just stand out and others can tell they are good.  No question.

LuckyEddie says--My know-it-all sister-in-law MissPerfect flaunts her stuff and then gloats about it..  She needs to counter her physical and emotional inclinations.  Yabut, that statement and the actual situation depends on who is telling the story (i.e. who is doing the labeling).  Yabut what ever label you put on her, she sticks out like a sore thumb.  It's all how you look at it.  Two fish swim into a concrete wall.  One turns to the other and says, 'Dam!'

The French emperor Napoleon Bonaparte observed that you can tell a great deal about people by what went on in their life, and the world, when they were twenty years of age.  Now that is interesting to me.  Soooo some folks have labels 'cause of what happened to them when they were 20.  Sooooo maybe we are programed by our past.  At least partly.  Years ago, they would say John, the son of John the farmer or Bill the son of a banker Fred  or Mary, daughter of Freda on the other side of the tracks etc.   Kids were labeled.  Maybe they still are.  What do you think?

Folks seem to be more interested in the contents of food products than they did before (i.e. look at the labels).  Some of the stuff in some foods some folks don't want to eat.  Some labels are miss leading.  The producers want to sell the product (i.e. make $$$$) so they camouflage the contents.  MissPerfect says--Ya gotta learn how to real the labels.  SusieQ says--It's sooooo easy, if it tastes good, it ain't no good for ya!  

Are you labeled romantic?  Everyone does something different for their sweetheart.  Maybe we all show our romance differently.  What ever works for you.  Arlene and I went for a long walk the other morning in our community.  We saw this.  I have now idea what it is suppose to mean or say.  What do you think?  A friend from MN gave us this advice while playing golf the other day--To have a good, happy marriage, you have to admit when you are wrong and keep you mouth shut when you are right.  What has worked for me is always shake my head vertically and always remind myself--A happy wife is a happy life.  Soooo there you go!  Suck it up cupcake.  If you continue to do what you did for the last 5 years the next 5 years, why would you think anything will change! My mentor use to say to me--erv, diamonds are girls' best friends!  A friend gave my this advice------How do you romance a woman--Answer:  Wine her, dine her, call her, cuddle with her, surprise her, compliment her hair, shop with her, listen to her, buy her flowers, hold her hand, write love letters, and be willing to go to the end of the earth for her.  How do you romance a man-----Answer:  Arrive naked and bring food!  AverageJoe says--Make sure you buy your sweetheart something for Valentine's Day.  Last year I didn't.  We had words, but I didn't get to use mine!

Precious wild drivers!
Just precious!
Pre-labeled maybe!  Charlie and Henry are here visiting us.  Theerv, we are programmed by our past.  And who are these kids' programmers?  Who are the primary programmers?  Diet and exercise folks, diet and exercise!  SusieQ says--It's a choice folks, it's a choice; we make the choice for ourselves and we make it for our kids. And decisions have consequences. But some kids listen better than others.  We were checking out at Frey's.  Chet and I were deciding who was going to pay (i.e. it was my turn).  ANYWAY the checkout lady asked who's visiting who!  Then she said--When my family visits me, I pay and when I visit my family I pay!  Such is life.
label on the picture says it all folks.  LuckieEddie says--Some kids might have two strikes against them before they step up to the plate.  I read in the paper, sooooo it must be right, that "Many kids' obesity fate set in stone by age of  5"!  Ouchy ouchy!  My mentor use to say--

Got a text with this pic recently from a friend labeled:  No one is home!

Do not expect the world to look bright, if you habitually wear gray-brown glasses. ~ Charles Eliot ~  I oscillate my label on certain folks.  Some days I think I like who they are and some days I don't as much.  Is that normal?  Is my thinking changing or are they changing?  I put different labels on them at different times.  GeorgeTheCrook says--Folks do change and we are all affected by our environment, genetics and our thinking.  Sooooo maybe GeorgeTheCrook, maybe folks do change and my different labels might be right.  Ya but maybe I change and that is why I think they change.  Now that could be tooooo!  I look at them with different glasses.  A rookie police officer was assigned to ride in a cruiser with an experienced partner. A call came over the car's radio telling them to disperse some people who were loitering.  The officers drove to the street and observed a small crowd standing on a corner. The rookie rolled down his window and said, "Let's get off the corner." No one moved, so he barked again, "Let's get off the corner!" Intimidated, the group of people began to leave, casting puzzled glances in his direction. Proud of his first official act, the young policeman turned to his partner and asked, "Well, how did I do?" "Pretty good," replied the veteran, "especially since this was a bus stop."

Jim Beam Devil Cut label!  What does that label say to you?  At the Super Bowel I saw some of the football players beating their chests when they thought they did something goooood (i.e. like I'm the man--I'm the big dog--like I'm great--like it's all about me).  Toooo me, it sorta kinda makes me laugh.  I also read this from the Book while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it--When all the people who had gathered to witness this sight saw what took place, they beat their breasts.  The footnote said--A sign of anguish, grief or contrition.  Now there is a contrast folks.  One proud and one humble (i.e. different labels maybe).  

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans.  (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--You have to do your own growing.  No matter how tall your grandfather was.

February 1, 2014

very obvious




Disclaimer:  I have learned down her in the Valley of the Sun that some older folks can be very opinionated, stubborn, stiff necked, set in their ways and think they are right most of the time (i.e. they are expressive toooooo).  Many think they have a better "way to skin the cat"!  A little kid called me an old man at Frey's grocery store the other day sooooo I qualify (i.e. if you know what fender skirts, curb feelers, and brassieres are, you are probably in the same age bracket)!  Ouchy ouchy!  soooo don't pay much attention to what is in "It's Saturday".  Take it with a "grain of salt".  And remember, you get what you pay for (i.e. it is very obvious)!  Remember, this is written by an old man!  Such is life.

Us seniors have a lot of knowledge and wisdom gained by our many experiences.  That is why we think we know sooooo much (i.e. and probably do).  Realty is that younger generations don't seem to pay much attention to us for help.  Unless they want some money! YoungBettsy says--Many of the younger generation thinks that seniors are "set in their ways" and "old fashion".  Maybe seniors interpret things differently.  Could be! Ya, there are some seniors who are but many who are not.  But seniors like to use what has worked for them in the past (i.e. experience is a mean teacher).  Such is life.

"The compensation of growing old was simply this:  that the passions remain as strong as ever, but one has gained--at last!--the power which adds the supreme flavor to existence, the power of taking hold of experience, of turning it round slowly, in the light." ~ Virginia Woolf, English author (1882-1941)

Ya there are beliefs that stick in seniors' crawls like dried up oatmeal sticks to my breakfast bowel.  It's hard to scrap that dried up oatmeal off the bowl just like it's hard to scrape off seniors' beliefs.  I went to buy a large container (i.e.new supply) of oatmeal at Freys the other day.  The complete section of the large was empty.  Must be quite popular with the seniors here in the Valley of the Sun.  I'm not the only one that has that for breakfast.  Such is life.

Let it be cold and snowy at the Super Bowl!  Go ahead.  Give us frosty temperatures, wind and especially snow.  After all, it isn't like any of us will be sitting our there watching the game.  It's very obvious that the super bowl is a corporate event.  Let the rich folks turn into human Popsicles.  The rest of us will be lounging in our climate-controlled living rooms with a remote control.  The only ice will be floating in a beverage.  PastorRalph asks--Why can't the folks at church stand up and scream for the whole service like the Seattle Seahawks fans do for the whole game?  The reason PastorRalph is that they aren't fueled by three hours of tailgating!

A government survey crew came to Ole's farm one day and asked permission to enter his property.  Ole agreed, and Lena even served them a nice meal at lunch time.The next morning, the crew returned and told Ole, "Because you were soooo kind to us, we wanted to give you this bad news in person instead of by letter."  Ole replied, "What's the bad news/"  The surveyors said, "Well, after reviewing our work here, we discovered that your farm is not in Minnesota but is actually in South Dakota!"  Ole looked at Lean and replied to the surveyors, "That's the best news I have heard in a long time. I just told Lean this morning that I don't think I can take another winter in Minnesota"

Arlene and I were waiting for a table (i.e. out eating again) sooooo I struck up a conversation with Ed and Mabel from Ortonville, MN (i.e. both pump).  I asked them what they did today--nutten Ed said, and we are really good at it!  The most popular activities of snowbirds, without a doubt, is talking and eating.  And it is very obvious that many are very good at it.

The train has left the station!  ItchieBitchie says--Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.  MissPerfect says--If you have pushed yourself past where you might not have gone, that's something to celebrate. Celebrate celebrate, dance to the music!  I see many many seniors doing that.  They are living their life to the most.  Arlene and I enjoy watching Iowa basketball.  We enjoyed the game against MN Sunday.  The Hawks won which we even enjoy more.  At IA football games and basketball games, if they win the band strikes up the tune--In heaven there ain't no beer. That's why we drink it here. When we're gone from here, all our friends will be drinking all the beer!

Run with the crowd! CadillacJack says--When young and not liberal, you have no feelings; when you get old and aren't conservative, you have no brain.  SusieQ says--At some point in life you have to "Throw your hat over the fence"!  Is it time for you to throw your hat over the fence? That phrase was used by President Kennedy in a speech promoting the space program. He cited the Irish writer, Frank O’Connor, who, as a boy would walk through the countryside. When he and his friends came to an orchard wall that seemed too high and difficult to climb, they took their hats and tossed them over the wall. Now they had no choice but to climb over the wall.

Time to face the music!  It's very obvious that the hundreds of thousands snowbirds in the Valley of the Sun impacts the economy here.  Oh ya!  It's big business for AZ.  The baby boomers act different that the "old folks of old".  They spend money and want different things (i.e. demand stuff).  If a certain park doesn't have the stuff they want, they will go where they can find what they want.  Us old folks can be demanding.  And you know what, they give us what we want 'cause we spend the money and they want our money.  It's all about the money folks (i.e. that's not far-fetched folks)!  Such is life.

The reason why baby diapers have brand names such as "Luvs" and "Huggies", while undergarments for old people are called "Depends".  When babies poop in their pants, people are still gonna Luv'em and Hug'em. When old people poop in their pants, it "Depends" on who's in the will? 

Everyone has their opinions!  It seems that every "chit chat" of older folks, there are a lot of opinions, views, thinking, and ideas.  It seems like many of those folks don't agree.  And it seems like everyone is quite vocal about everything.  Everyone has the solution but it seems like very little gets done.  It's mostly just talk.  And then if some action is taken, a committee or two is formed and then the it takes another long period of time (i.e. sounds a lot like some churches).  

A lot of different rights!  Could be!  But maybe many of these snowbirds who have strong opinions ran businesses before retirement or were in charge or made decisions.  And maybe many of them have some money.  Maybe much of money is controlled by older folks (i.e. that would make sense).  Money is power in many areas.  Let's face it, it's an impact (i.e. many folks get what they want if they have money).  CadillacJack says--Money can make things happen.  Don't act sooooo flabbergasted, you know it's the truth!  Such is life.

A bossy MNsnowbird learned the hard way after ordering his nurses around as if they were his employees. But the head nurse stood up to him.   One morning she entered his room and announced, "I have to take your temperature." After complaining for several minutes, he finally settled down, crossed his arms and opened his mouth.  "No, I'm sorry,” the nurse stated, "but for this reading, I can't use an oral thermometer." This started another round of complaining, but eventually he rolled over and bared his bottom.  After feeling the nurse insert the thermometer, he heard her announce, "I have to get something. Now you stay just like that until I get back!" She left the door to his room open on her way out. He complained under his breath as he heard people walking past his door laughing.  After almost an hour, the man's doctor came into the room.  "What's going on here?" asked the doctor.   Angrily, the man answered, "What's the matter, Doc? Haven't you ever seen someone having their temperature taken?"    "Yes," said the doctor. "But never with a carnation."

Very obvious he said!  I was talking to our president of our pickle ball club.  He was telling me that the park has a new manager and that maybe now we will get some renovations done in the pickle ball area.  Soooo you didn't like the old manager?  Elpresdentento said--Other than being a regular complete A_ _  H_ _ _ he wasn't a bad guy!!!  Ouchy ouchy!  ItchieBitchie says--You know that you've matured when you’d rather be slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie.

I use to tell our children, "You can't comprehend some stuff at your age but maybe someday you will" (e.g. how much I love them).  Maybe we need to get to a certain age (i.e. maturity age) or have certain things happen to us before we understand things.  Could be.  Maybe that is why seniors understand things differently.  Could be.  I read in the paper sooooo it must be right--Many seniors' prayers are no longer superficial.  They are no longer a wish list for Santa.  They ask for a purpose and deeper relationships.  Huh, interesting.

Can you imagine?  The powerful, rich, educated, well dressed, senior chief priests (i.e. part of the Sanhedrin, the ruling Jewish council) didn't like it when this young Jesus, who owned no property and was is a carpenter, cleanses the temple of greedy business.  Well, they didn't like it that he challenged their power and their cash cow.  Huh, interesting.


It's very obvious, or is it?  Why do football players dance, say how great they are, talk trash when they think they do something good?  And a golfer tips his hat.  Is it about self-esteem or what?  Must be a reason but I don't know it.  My Mom, Anna, always told me to be humble (i.e. don't draw attention to myself).  My Daddy, Chester, told me that if you are good, you don't have to tell folks, they will know.  Maybe that "football mentality" is the new way (e.g. digital instead of analog).  Maybe being humble and gracious is "old school".  Could be.  It appears that most folks like that "showmanship".  They always show it on TV. There must be a reason why they act that way but I just don't know it.  I guess if you like it, it's none of my business.  Does it have anything to do with self-esteem do you think?  I wonder!

Saturday question--What does it mean to be human? 

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--The world has its givers and takers.  The takers may eat better, but the givers sleep better. 

January 25, 2014

stutter step

Disclaimer:  LuckieEddie says--erv, I think you are smarter when you don't say anything compared to when you do!  The other day a guy told my partner that his serve was illegal in rather a gruff tone of voice.  He got rather excited over nutten (i.e. my opinion).  I really don't know if you could tell even by using super slow motion if it was illegal or not!  We are just having fun.  I was really proud of my partner (i.e. it could make some folks percolate).  He didn't say a thing and gave him the ball.  That's maturity/class I think.  ANYWAY I was telling a couple of pickle ball buddies about this.  They asked if I had to be the referee!  No no, I kept my mouth shut.  Such is life.

In basketball the stutter step is "one good move"!  It's a change of pace move. I use that move in pickle ball but it's not on purpose, I'm just tired.  I'm a wimp. I was to go hiking with Evan and Linda (i.e. college friends) Tuesday but Evan (i.e. Sunland East's star shortstop) did a stutter step playing softball in the morning and pulled some muscles.  And you think being a snowbird is easy!

Don  fell on the pickle ball court this week.  Luckily he didn't get hurt it appears.  I think he took a stutter step and forgot he took it.  Don is 89.  I talked to him afterwards.  He said--I wanted to see if my blood is still red--it is!  A pickle ball buddy and I were talking as we were sitting on the bench waiting our turn to play.  I asked her about her occupation before retiring.  She was an office manager in charge of many things (i.e. great responsibility).  She also told me that she had an ovarian tumor maybe 10 years ago.  As she was recovering from surgery, she heard the doctor in the hall talk to someone and say--I removed 3 ovarian tumors today and I need to tell two of those gals that it was cancer.  She just went "white as a sheet" and "library quiet" she said; then the doctor came in and said I was the lucky one!  It was a stutter step in her life.  She really appreciates life she told me.  Later in the morning I was playing pickle ball with Jimmie.  He was a hockey goalie for 60 years (i.e. guess where he is from folks).  He is recovering from breast cancer.  He just got a call that he is cancer free.  He was a happy camper.  Huh, interesting!

Change! Big"Pinkish"Pete (i.e. pink is his favorite color) did a seminar/clinic for us pickle ballers.  He did a very good job.  He told us all that if you are going to stand back and just whack the ball and not come up to the net, you will probably win about 30% of the time.  Ya gotta come to the net and learn the dink game.  You gotta.  GeorgeTheCrook says--If you don't change by coming up to the net and learn the dink shot, why will anything change in your game!  LuckieEddie says--It sounds like a guy could apply that anything in my life.  Such is life.

It might look like a stutter step but...it's not on purpose folks!  I was talking to my best friend Secretariat a.k.a. WhiteMagic about trying to improve our pickle ball skills.  He said--erv, you better get after it fast as at your age you are not going to get any quicker or faster.  He has a point!

Some snowbirds winter in AZ, some in TX and some in FL.  How do they decide where they winter?  There are many many reasons--as many reason as correct answers.  Some like the ocean, the desert, the mountains, the cost, friends, money, family, distance, dry climate etc.  There is no correct answer (i.e. the answers are all over the place, sooo ya can't get it wrong).  It's just like there is not a correct answer why the gas tank on some cars are on the passenger's side and on some cars they are on the driver's side.  Our friend back home, who worked for the state of IA, got a special award from the Governor for her suggestion.  She suggested that on the dash of all IA government cars they put a sticker with an arrow telling the IA government drivers on which side the gas tank is thus saving time and frustration for the employees.  So there you go.  Brilliant!

My Daddy, Chester, would say to me--erv, the folks who are really fun to be around are the one who are great but don't know it!   Maybe he was just "stutter stepping" me.  Could be!  I have been fooled before let me tell ya!  ANYWAY I had the opportunity to play pickle ball with new guy who is a good player.  My observation was that he was arrogant, cocky and thought he was very important.  Maybe he wasn't but his body language and how he acted to me sorta kinda gave me this impression.  It made me wonder--If I ever became really good at something, if ever I became powerful some how, or if I ever became wealthy some how, would I become arrogant, cocky and obnoxious?  I hope I wouldn't but I don't know for sure.  Some folks do.  Usually those folks that become that way, aren't much fun to be around.  I ran this scenario past a youngsmartfriendfromIAwithaMBAdegree and he told me to not jump to a conclusion--Maybe he is just insecure and that is his way of expressing himself.  I hope I get the opportunity to meet this person and get to know him (i.e. probably won't as I think he thinks he's better than me). It seems that I'm wrong a lot about a lot of things sooooo I could be this time tooooo!  But maybe not!  Such is life.

I was getting on my bike after pickle ball and Jim (i.e.a senior snowbird) was doing the same.  I like Jim.  I said--You're a good man Jim.  He said--I don't know about that; I'm pretty much a "has been"!  You're a good man Jim!

She reminds me of an AZ Grackle!  ChripingHilda (i.e. she's always chirping about something) always has something wrong with her (i.e. a chiropractor's dream).  ChirpingHilda could pay for 'ChiropractorJohn's condo at Breckenridge!  She has that potential alright,  GeorgeTheCrook says--Those suckers don't come along every day sooooo ya gotta "milk her for what's she worth"!  ChiropractorJohn hopes she lives for a long time (i.e. his money tree)!  Such is life.  You gotta send those "ChripingHildas" Christmas presents and birthday cards.  Oh ya!  LuckieEddie says--Make sure you tell her how pretty she is toooooo!  Come on LuckieEddie, isn't that going over board a little!  LuckieEddie says--I don't know erv, they seem to really like it!

Bud did sorta kinda a stutter step as he approached the hot tub.  Bud and Mary Lou are from SW Iowa (i.e. retired farmers).  The reason he stutter stepped was he was using one of those canes with 4 legs on the bottom.  I was already in the hot tub.  I know these folks from the last several years.  Sooooo Bud I don't remember you using a cane last year--oh, I have for some time; I just use it to keep the girls away--Bud, it must work as I don't see any babes!!!  They own many acres and Bud told me that a farm just sold by them that was just like their land for $18,000 an acre.  I said--You guys are rich, it doesn't take no rocket mathematician to figure that out--I guess we are!!!  I read in the paper, soooo it must be right, that 5.2% of all households in America are millionaires.  Mary Lou then told me that it was her birthday tomorrow--how old are going to be Mary Lou--87!!  Well, happy birthday Mary Lou.  Last year she had a kidney transplant.  I don't think I ever hot tubed with 87 year olds before!!!  It was a hoot.

Ya, we all have probably had to take stutter steps in our lives (i.e. where we had to stop before we could go again).  Here are some questions--Will I be proud of how I lived my live?  Did I live it for me (i.e. self-centered like DuaneTheWorm) or did I care about others?  What did I do with the opportunities that were presented to me?  Did I just sit on the couch and eat chips or did I do something to better someone?  I told you several times that I pray for opportunities, I pray that I can recognize them (i.e. soooo they just don't fly over my head) and I pray for the courage to act on them. I read it in the paper sooooo it must be right--A perfect time to stop a bad habit or begin a new one is when your routine is already out of whack!

You don't need a spreadsheet to know if a business, church, community etc is an "A" or a "D".  You can usually tell by spending 10 minutes around it (i.e. it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out).  It starts with it's culture and supported by it's leaders!  It doesn't take long to figure it out.  My mentor use to say to me--erv, we are all programed by our past.  Usually if you get a certain impression, others do toooooo.  It might take you a stutter step at the most and then "bingo" you got it figured out!  Such is life.

She did a small stutter step!  I asked snowbirdNDMarilyn if she golfs.  Sorta kinda but not very good.  The first time I went with the Mixers, the gal we were playing with was all dressed up and had the nicest equipment.  I was all nervous (i.e. intimated).  She golfs worse than I do!  SusieQ says--Appearance can be deceiving!  There were folks behind us the other day when we were golfing.  The folks had all the nice golf cloths on and the nice equipment.  We had to wait on a par 3 and they came up and visited with us.  The score keeper asked what score the others had--Herman said--put me down for a thousand; I actually had a 10 (i.e. the hole was a par 4).  She asked Nick.  Nick said put me down for a 12; that's close enough!  But they looked nice!  Such is life.

It's like trying to shake money out of an empty piggy bank. Morris Schwartz is on his deathbed, knows the end is near, and is with his nurse, his wife, his daughter and 2 sons. "So", he says to them: "Bernie, I want you to take the Beverly Hills houses." "Sybil, take the apartments over in Los Angeles Plaza." "Hymie, I want you to take the offices over in City Center." "Sarah, my dear wife, please take all the residential buildings  downtown." The nurse is just blown away by all this, and as Morris slips  away, she says, "Mrs. Schwartz, your husband must have been such a hard working man to have accumulated all this property." Sarah replies, "Property? ... The schmuck has a paper route!"


John lost his stutter step alright!  PickleBallDanWithTheSoreKnee put together a fun afternoon for us at Carriage Manor.  He's sorta kinda the activity director.  Oh ya!  He does sign up sheets for 8 beginners, 8 intermediates, and 8 advanced.  He sorta kinda puts 4 folks in each court.  We played a round robin in that pool.  The player with the most points in each of the pools played together, #2s, #3s and #4s did the same.  Then we played a round robin again in that pool.   I think most folks think they are better than they are when they self-rate themselves.  Maybe that is ok.  But like a guy who played in our pool said to me while drinking a beer--It sorta knida shows how good you are! Ya it does.  John was my partner for the 7th game.  He was dead tired.  He said to me afterwards--I couldn't move anymore (i.e. lost his stutter step); I need to loose 20 pounds.  John also said--During the last game all I could think about was that cold beer!  Huh, interesting.  

Monday one gal who plays pickle ball with us came but didn't play.  I asked her why.  She said--I decided last night that my body needed a day off.  I was tired (i.e. she needed a stutter step).  ANYWAY on my way home I rode my bike past this guy who sits in his drive ever day (i.e. I have ridden by him many many times--he just sits there).  I don't know him but he is from New York they tell me.  I never say anything but just wave.  Soooo today he's reading the paper and I say--Any good news in there?  Take a wild guess what he says!  He says--Nope, just the same old s---!

The stutter step made him a better person.  A pickle ball buddy told me that he was a real jerk when he was younger.  Really, are you sure.  I was obnoxious and arrogant and cocky (i.e. a real mess).  Ouchy ouchy! Soooo what happened that you changed.  I met my wife and she changed me BINGO.  Hey folks, this is one nice, smart guy--sooooo you know what his wife is like.  

SusieQ says--Sometimes we inadvertently disturb someone. We say something we later realize was inappropriate. A humble word of apology can heal a relationship as quickly as it was damaged.  "Never ruin an apology with an excuse." ~ Benjamin Franklin  ~  I think apologies can make a person better.  What do you think?  WildWillie says--I have a string of apologies going.  How long is your string WildWillie.  A string of "one"!

GeorgeTheCrook says--Try not to worry about your stutter steps. Here in paradise we try not to fuss about small stuff!  GeorgeTheCrook, it just looks like I'm stutter stepping.  I'm not doing it on purpose, I just get flummoxed easily!  But I just fooled you didn't I GeorgeTheCrook.  Such is life.

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--You can take the day off but you can't put it back.



    

January 18, 2014

distractions

Disclaimer--This "It's Saturday"  might rattle you brain.  You might not want to read it.

Are you guys normal?  Well, normal folks are typical folks.  Joesixpack says--And typical folks are gullible. Gullible folks fall for all kind of sales techniques.  Like get rich schemes, improve your golf game gimmicks, weight loss miracle products, muscle building equipment, deodorants that make you sexy, cars that will get you the babes, cream that will make your skin look 20 years younger in 2 applications etc.  You guys are really easy.  I can almost tell you anything if I can make it look like it will make you something you are not. And for $59.99 I will send along product worth $50 that will make you smarter tooooo.  You're easy folks!  Easy.  "You can fool all the people some of the time, and some of the people all the time, but you cannot fool all the people all the time." - Abraham Lincoln

Being Owly can be a massive huge distraction in life folks!  Joesixpack says--Don't be owly, it takes up tooooo much energy!  Your decision to be owly or not is between you and your brain!  Joesixpack, that sounds like attitude!  LuckieEddie says--Your thoughts create your life.

It is very hard, sometimes, to stay focused on what is important.  There can be sooooo many distractions that can affect us.  Zach Johnson said after winning the Champions Tournament--"I had such peace while playing.  I prayed in the morning that I would have peace if I was winning or I wasn't winning".  I personally am the happiest when there is no stimuli (i.e. complete silence).  It's a very rewarding time for me.  I like to be alone with my thoughts and God.

BigRedNoseSweenFromMN says--My favorite part of winter...is watching it on TV from AZ!  Sween, you need to get more exercise that just bending your elbow!  You become very owly a.k.a. out of sorts after toooo much sauce! And we know what happens to owly guys!!!

SureShotBetty says--While out hiking in Alberta Canada with my husband slimmy and owly Bill, we were surprised by a huge grizzly bear charging at us from out of nowhere.  She must have been protecting her cubs because she was extremely aggressive. If I had not had my little Beretta Jetfire with me I would not be here today! Just one shot to my husband's knee cap was all it took. The bear got him and I was able to escape by just walking away at a brisk pace. 

Confidence  My parents, Chester and Anna were just real folks (i.e. good ordinary folks with good hearts, just genuine folks--my kind of folks).  They just died to young.  You could count on them "to tell it like it is".  They had the ability (i.e. in their special way) to put confidene in me.  I really don't know for sure if they knew what they were doing (i.e. intentionally)!  But they just did it.  They didn't take a dive after the opening bell! I would guess they never knew they did that for me.  They died when I was 17 and 23.  Way to young.  I wish I could thank them.

Joesixpack says--Confidence a.k.a. swagger, some folks have it and other folks don't. It seems like ya gotta have something good happen to ya to get it.  It could be a combination of many things or just one "big play".  I have have mention before about my life of two events that really affected my life; one being a night in hs basketball practice when "I couldn't miss anymore" and another getting a part in the jr class play.  And they both just fell in my lap.  Lucky me!  Another big event for me was marring Arlene.  LuckieEddie says--95% of a person's happiness is who they marry.  I wonder soooo many times, why I am sooooo lucky!

Pastor John said Sunday (i.e. sooooo it must be right) that money can affect folks.  It can become a distraction.  He also said--There is nutten wrong with money but it can change us.  Huh, interesting.  He said it can make us arrogant and obnoxious.  Who, what, me?!  It seems like many of the countries in the world think that we of the U.S. are arrogant and obnoxious.  BUT they all seem like they want to be like us and would love to come to the good old U.S.A.  Huh, interesting.  Saturday question--Have any of you really changed 'cause you became wealthy?  CadillacJack says--It's hard not to change when you become wealthy!  Money changes many things!  Could be CadillacJack.  BUT not everyone (i.e. my opinion).

Fun In The Sun retirement community needed a little cement work done soooo they asked the snowbird contractors in the community if they would like to bid on the job.  There were 3 that decided to bid on the project.  A guy from MN bid was $800, $600 for material and $200 for him.  The guy from SD bid was $700, $600 for material and $100 for him.  The guy from NY bid $2,700.  The manager asked how come his bid was soooo high--$1,000 for me, $1,000 for you and we will hire the guy from SD to do the work!

Distractions can lessen happiness! I read in the paper, soooooo it must be right, that happiness can be some what affected by our genes.  It can also be modified by some factors (i.e. we have heard this before folks--nothing new).  Satisfying work matters more than money (i.e. earned success).  Folks after personal tragedies revert to their baseline level of happiness.  Conservative folks are happier than liberals.  Four great sources of happiness within human control are faith, family, friends and work.  Married folks are happier than singles.  Those engaged in religious practices are happier than un-churched.  Men are less happy 'cause of less education (i.e. less satisfaction from work or have no work); less likely to be married and stayed married; less likely to belong to a faith community; and less likely to have close friends.  BUT I would rather be a guy than have to fix my hair everyday, put on makeup, paint my nails, and go shopping all the time!  That is my opinion folks.

Can't get out of the mud!  Have you ever had a day when you just can't get out of the mud? Sooooo how important is a positive attitude?  A optimistic approach to life?  What do you think?  I just read in the paper sooooo it must be right that folks expectations can make a massive huge difference in how they feel after treatment for a migraine.  It's called the placebo effect.  They react to what they are told and then feel that way.  Much of the effect is created by the "dummy pill effect".  It's what they perceive.  Sooooo how important is our attitude?  But my mind did not fall for this statement also in the paper--high-yield savings account @ 0.85%!  Then it said--to feel confident in what's ahead.  That statement didn't make me feel confident folks.  It must be my attitude!!!  MissPerfect says--The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth!

Pickle ball has been fun for me.  We laugh a lot, socialize, and have fun.  I don't think I would enjoy playing tennis here in the parks.  The tennis players seem always mad at each other, fighting over something, never happy, always worried about their rank, demanding, and think they are very important (i.e. sorta kinda bird-brained). They seem to have a lot of brew-has!  In fact, I had a tennis player tell me that when a good player comes into the park, they shun them.  They don't want them to take their position in the rankings.  I don't need to be around those type of folks (i.e. that is my opinion).  Egos can be a big distraction.  Those folks are stuck in the mud (i.e. my opinion).  I tell you what, SpeedyJanFromIN isn't stuck in the mud.  Oh no!  She's sooooo fast that she burnt off the soles of her shoes (i.e. now that is a distraction).  I think she needs to slow down a bit.  I was told that she is the most improved player.  I wonder why!!!!

The art of gentle persuasion!  Giving advice isn't always popular.  LuckyEddie says--I don't read 'em from the Book; I just show 'em the pictures.  Huh, interesting.  Or another way of putting it--Live out the Bible; don't just read it! I read it in the paper soooo  it must be right--Asking questions and listening can help you get your message heard; 95% of the conversation should be about the other person.  Huh, interesting.

I hit through the fairway on hole # 6 and JimTheEngineerFromMI pulled his tee shot on #4 soooo we talked a little.  We both play with guys in our group who are legally blind.  They both have great attitudes.  Just amazing.  Al, who I play with says most of his vision is just fuzzy but once in a while he can see his shot if the sun light is just right.  We stand by the flag, help him where to aim, and tell him where the problems are (i.e. unless he beating us, then we don't).  He's 75 and plays remarkably well (i.e. shot a 4 over par 39 this week).  He's played golf for 60 years.  To celebrate the 60 years, he just bought 2 new sets of clubs (i.e. Tour Edges; nice ones $500 a set nice--his wife didn't like it he said).  One for AZ and one for ND.  He was telling me that he doesn't drive which is real hard on him but still has a drivers license.  How can you have a drivers license when you can's see.  The folks help me when I take the vision test--they say, are you sure it's on the left?  I then say, I think it's on the right.  Bingo, he gets a license.  He did tell me that not being able to see is a distraction.  He has had 18 surgeries on his eyes.  Miracles of medicine folks.


OldconservativeretiredFrankinAZ a.k.a. a crotchety old coot from IA says to the dentist--Doc, I don't want no fancy xrays, no gas or needles, not painkillers, just yank the tooth out and get it done.  Well, I wish more of my patients were that brave.  Which tooth is it?  Show 'em your tooth Bertha!

I like those worst-to-first stories!  It seems that in most of those worst-to-first stories, folks seem to get rid of the past distractions and focus on future.  ItchieBitchie says--Most folks who live the worst-to-worst stories, lack self-belief and mental toughness. It appears that many of those worst-to-first stories, folks have "quality thoughts".  It seems like you have to put out some effort.  Ya just can't sit on the couch and eat chips!  SusieQ says-- Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you are tired.

The Hohokam Indians were native to this area (i.e. Valley of the Sun).  They laid 1,000 miles of irrigation canals in the Salt River Valley, which eventually supported enough fields to feed about 40,00 people..  Interesting is that those same canal routes are used today for the bulk of the water for the Valley.  The Hohokam Indians disappeared.  They don't know what really happen to them.  Maybe they got distracted!!!  Huh, interesting.


Tears can be a distraction for some folks!  PamTheFox (i.e. that is not FoxyPam) says--Tears are hard to interpret because any feelings of strong emotion can produce them. There are tears of anger, tears of fear, tears of pain, tears of grief, tears of relief, and tears of joy.  Tears are a distraction to many folks.  Many folks stay away from folks who are crying (i.e. I don't want to get involved).  ItchieBitchie says--a great gift is to let someone cry on your shoulder.  Let them get their emotions out.  Even better, cry with them.  I had just this opportunity to do this with Bruce this week.  I was watching a football game one evening and thought about Bruce (i.e. haven't had any communication with him for maybe 6 months) who lost his wife to cancer about a year ago.  I text him and told him I was thinking of him and asked how he was doing.  He shared his emotions with me.  



Keep it simple stupid!  I read this while eating my oatmeal with half a banana on it--Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. It's in red sooooo it must be extra important.  The footnote says--Like a little child, with total dependence, full trust, frank openness and complete sincerity.  Huh, interesting.  Saturday question--Do you think we make things tooooo complicated sometimes and they become a distraction?  

Problems are just opportunities!  That is what my best friend says a lot.  He's an entrepreneur (i.e. 100% entrepreneur)!  Jim Mathis says--One of the main reasons I have always been an entrepreneur because I enjoy solving problems. When you have your own business, life is a continual series of problems to be solved. Perhaps some people fail as entrepreneurs because rather than finding motivation and challenge in solving problems, they choose to regard them as annoying disturbances (i.e. distractions) and obstacles blocking the realization of their dreams.  Huh, interesting.

Now you have heard everything I have to say.  What % do  you believe? 

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--We wander for distraction, but we travel for fulfillment.