Monday, December 20, 2010

to blog or not to blog...

pictures of where I will be at tomorrow night, and for Christmas.
I have been sick since before thanksgiving, and I am only starting to get better.
I went 12 days without eating, just drinking clear liquids. I have lost 30 lbs. (not the best way to do it but I'll take it.)
I am just back on solids today.

About vacation, I had the best time.
we headed out about 6 pm that first night, and it was pitch black as we left the city. the road was snaking around the mountains that serve as one side of the highway and the other side is ocean. the only light is from the headlights head of you and behind you. the first out lying crop of lights is the town of Indian,(25 miles out of town) blink and you miss it. then Bird, not much bigger. then more dark roads, oceans, mountains and the snow and ice. you hit the flats approaching Girdwood,(48 miles out of town). you have been able to see Mt. Alyeska, since the last bend around the mountain. It is lit up like the gates of heaven.
there is a service station- last place to pee and get an slurpee, for a bit.
get business done and grab a bag of cheetos, and pile into to the car that is filled with all of your stuff!
then farther south you head 11 miles to Whittier. less mountains (they are all in the distance) mainly marsh and ocean, lots of mud flats. it is really dark unless the moon is out, and it was out!
as the highway heads back into the mountains, there is a turn off, it is well lit.
you take the turn and head away from the lights and any traffic, which has been sparse since Girdwood. it is a 2 lane (one, one way. one, the other.)paved but completely snow covered, as is everything for as far as the eye can see.
Only the cars head lights and the moon.
you drive for 20 minutes as you can only go 25mph, taking the corners, watch the trees and the clouds. it is an Ansel Adams picture book every where you look. then you hit portage valley, and the receded glacier. you go thru a tunnel and hit bear valley, and further in you hit the toll booth, $12 for a round trip. and since it is below freezing, the main tunnel is only open for 5 minutes, each way once an hour. you pay your toll, and head up to the lanes to wait your turn the tunnel is 2 1/2 miles long, it is big enough for a train car, that's it. you have to stay 100 feet apart and 25 miles an hour. the air stinks like exhaust, you head in and you are driving on the tracks where the train pull there cars. they have green lights along the inside of the mountain, every so often they have shelters, in case of emergency, that have air supplies. being at the front of the line as we approach the exit of the tunnel they pull up the door and you can see the harbor and all of the water. the lights and the mountains are amazing.

So I wish you all a merry Christmas.
I stopped dreaming and I have started living, I am not around as much as I would like.
I am making memories for the cold times.
love and fishy fishes,

merry Christmas to all!

I know you are a pet lover
and will help.

Our friend has lost her Chihuahua puppy
and is desperate to find him.

Yesterday, she was sitting on the couch
watching T.V. and realized he was gone.

She called out to him, but he never responded.
She then noticed that the backdoor was open.

She has been putting up signs everywhere
in an effort to have him returned.

Thanks for your help.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

the passing of the friendship baton

~ Staffetta dell'amicizia ~

Jesse, @ (or click the title) gave me this TAG.

So in respecting the passing of the friendship baton, we shall observe the following rules:

a) Create a blog post, and please use the IMAGE of the relay friendship race...

b) In your post, answer the Eight questions...

c) Pass the baton of friendship to Ten bloggers, and link them in your post...

1 - too small when you were asked, what you wanted to do when you were big; What did you reply?
2 - What were your favorite cartoons?
3 - What were your favorite games?
4 - What year was your nicest birthday and why?
5 - What were the things you absolutely wanted to do, and not yet done?
6 - Which 'was your first love? sports? or what not?
7 - Which was your first musical idol?
8 - Which was the most' beautiful sought (and eventually received), Santa Claus, Jesus' Child, Saint Lucia, christmas gift?

And my answers to the Eight questions are:

1. I wanted to be alive, as I wasn't ever sure from day to day if I would be,
2. Any, my mother hated them, so I would have to sneak, if I was caught I would get beat for it.
3. I liked crazy 8's. the card game.
4. My 40th. I got to face some fears.
5. I am only now having goals, so not sure how to answer that?
6. crocheting, it was some thing that I got to do with my grandmother.
7. Sting, was and still is.
8. never wanted anything, that way nothing was every taken from you. I did not start having decent birthday's or Christmas until J. showed up.

So there you are!

So this award goes to whoever wants it, just follow the rules above!
thanks Jesse!

Monday, December 6, 2010

Children Are Quick

Children Are Quick

TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America .
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?
CLASS: Maria.

TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?
JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.

TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.

(I Love this child)

TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.

TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.

TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?
GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.

TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with ' I. '
MILLIE: I is..
TEACHER: No, Millie..... Always say, 'I am.'
MILLIE: All right... 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'

TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it.
Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?
LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand....

TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.

TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's.. Did you copy his?
CLYDE : No, sir. It's the same dog.

TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher
Two of the greatest qualities in life are:

1.) Patience

2.) Wisdom
Getting Even . . . .. . the Vet and the Pussycat

One December day we found an old straggly cat at our door. She was a sorry sight -- starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny and hair all matted down.

We felt sorry for her so we put her in a carrier and took her to the vet. We didn't know what to call her so we named her “Pussycat.” The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He said he would let us know when we could come and get her. My husband (the complainer) said, “OK, but don't forget to wash her. She stinks.” He reminded the vet that it was his WIFE (me) who wanted the dirty cat, not him.

My husband and my vet don't see eye to eye. The vet calls my husband “El Cheap-O,” and my husband calls the vet “El Charge-O.” They love to hate each other and constantly “snipe” at one another, with my husband getting in the last word on this particular occasion.

The next day my husband had an appointment with his doctor, who is located in the same building and next door to the vet. The MD's waiting room was full of people waiting to see the doctor. A side door opened and the vet leaned in. Obviously he had seen my husband arrive.
He looked straight at my husband and in a loud voice said, ”Your wife's pussy doesn't stink any more. We washed and shaved it and now she smells like a rose. Oh, and by the way, I think she's pregnant. God only knows who the father is!”

Then he closed the door.

Now THAT, my friends, is getting even!
Banned from the co-op Didn't like shopping there anyway

Yesterday I was at my local CO-OP buying a large bag of Purina dog food for my loyal pet and was in the checkout queue when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog.

What did she think I had an elephant? So, since I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that
no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn’t, because I
ended up in hospital last time, but that I'd lost 2 stones before I woke up in intensive care with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.

I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again.

(I have to mention here that practically everyone in queue was now enthralled with my story.)

Horrified, she asked me if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's arse and a car hit us both.

I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard.

I'm now banned from the Co-op.

Better watch what you ask retired people.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

I am back.

good to be home! missed you all bunches.