Beau Wann, Jr.
Wow, another classmate....For the life of me, I cant seem to find her profile. I know I'm not the sharpest knife in the cookie jar, but why cant I find her? I've seen her name on the forum before, and went back a few pages, and didnt find her name. I guess I'll have to enlist the help of my beloved, she's a computer whiz. Getting old is not for sissys is it! Heavy sigh! ! ! For sure Frances is in good company. Rest easy, your work is done here, but lives on in your children and grandchildren and all the lives your life touched...
I was just hurting this morning, now I'm sad! and hurting. I guess someone has to be, but I hope it's not me, the last one standing.
Survived the trip to Costco ! Never let Diane get out of sight except once. That's what they make mobeyele phones for, so you can find your mate. Got what we went for, peanut butter and olives. Well, not both in tthe same jar, that would be silly! Well, silly is my middle name. But even eye dont mix the two.
We also bought two thick anti-fatigue mats for the kitchen, since we have concrete floors. Whose idear was that anyway? We thought they would be easy to care for, not so mon ami. Anyway, these two mats are nice, except I forget they are there and trip over them. they are about an inch to two inches thick with tapered edges, but still my feet and brain cannot seem to negotiate the change.
We do use a lot of peanut butter, mainly to administer meds to jack. Havent found a dog yet that doesnt like peanut butter. I didnt know that it was ok to give PB to dogs until Cooper and I went to Therapy Dog Training. As a reward, the director gave a bone filled with peanut butter to each dog. 25 dogs laying on the floor all licking away at their PB bone, oblivious to anyone or anything else.
We had to put the PB on a dog cookie for Coop, otherwise he wouldnt lick it off your fingers. If he thought he was going to touch your hand or fingers, he wouldnt take a treat, no matter what it was. Sure do miss him! ! ! !
Judging by all the decorations in the stores, Christmas is just around the corner. I sure wish they wouldnt start this early, heck halloween isnt even here yet. Never did like halloween, still dont. One good thing about living in rural america, no trick or treaters. To come to our house, you'd really have to want some candy, cause our road is a washboard road, then it's 1200 feet up a hill on another washboard drive. Not worth the effort for just one M&M is it, cause that's all the little blaggarts are gonna get.
It was 62 this morning on the hill, nice cool breeze....OH WILL THIS WINTER NEVER END ! ! ! !!
Nah, just funnin ya! Crash, Boom, Bam, Shhhhhh, Cuckoo, Swooshe...just throwin somemore of those onomatos' atcha.
Guess I'd better deplane, Diane is getting ready to leave for a meeting of Teachers retired. They have a luncheon up here once a month, then tomorrow is her Chappell Hill Garden Club luncheon. I allus get that leftout feeling. I never have a luncheon of retired anything, and I hate gardening. Maybe a luncheon of misfits and throwbacks! Yeah, that's the ticket, now if I can just find another one besides me.
Keep the sun at your six and "ride boldly ride..."
your frien and resident misfit, Cephus R Silly esq
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