Saturday, July 31, 2010

Saturday Morning Reflection #48

Good morning everyone...

Good old saturday...I have missed you all week long.

This morning's coffee tastes especially good. I think it is my body wanting an increase in the caffeine dose. I am happy to indulge.

This morning I want to talk about "pulling together." Has there ever been a time when your life seemed to settle into that fantastically wonderful routine?
You know, the one where everything has pulled together and you look forward to getting up the next morning. Mine has. I love it. Life is just good.

Sometime this next week I want to go fishing at Lock#27. I haven't spent enough time there this year. The fish miss me.

Trout fishing season is almost upon us. I am looking forward to it. I might just have to hit the fish monger downtown and get some fresh trout. I am in the mood.

Lastly, Bill and of luck. Your contributions and presence will surely be missed by all of those you have worked with...and I suppose I should say...Congrats on the new job.

Here you go, Ginger

A Yuppie was sent a ransom note saying that he was to bring $50,000 to the 17th hole of the country club at 10 o'clock the next day if he ever wanted to see his wife alive again.

He didn't arrive until almost 12:30. A masked man stepped out from behind some bushes and growled, "What the hell took ya so long ? You're over two hours late."

"Hey ! Give me a break." whined the Yuppie. "I have a 27 handicap."

Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Saturday Morning Reflection #47

Good morning everyone...

My first week back to work (after vacation) seemed very, very long. I just couldn't get into it. I accomplished a bunch, but only by forcing myself.

Jackie has finally convinced the finnicky little bastard to actually eat out of a cat dish rather than a Fancy Feast can. Sometimes its the small victories that mean the most.

Today is the day that I go and stand by my friend (Travis) while he marries the love of his life. I wish them nothing but the best. For those of you that are interested I will have to put my spin on things. Yes, I realize that it is HER day, but I gotta do something....
Last night, at practice, the preacher told the COORDINATOR that she had to actually see the RING at 5 minutes before the wedding started. He pounded this point in...kinda made me feel like he thought I was gonna screw this up, so...I am taking a ring from my house with me. When the COORDINATOR asks to see the ring I am gonna have the one from my house in my mouth and simply open it so she can see the ring on my tongue. I hope she doesn't hurt herself when she hits the ground.

Here you go, Ginger...

Little Tommy was doing very badly in math. His parents had tried everything; tutors, flash cards, special learning centers, in short, everything they could think of. Finally in a last ditch effort, they took Tommy down and enrolled him in the local Catholic School.

After the first day, little Tommy comes home with a very serious look on his face. He doesn't kiss his mother hello. Instead, he goes straight to his room and starts studying. Books & papers are spread out all over the room and little Tommy is hard at work. His mother is amazed. She calls him down to dinner and to her shock, the minute he is done he marches back to his room without a word and in no time he is back hitting the books as hard as before.

This goes on for sometime, day after day while the mother tries to understand what made all the difference. Finally, little Tommy brings home his report card. He quietly lays it on the table and goes up to his room and hits the books.

With great trepidation, his Mom looks at it and to her surprise; little Tommy got an A in math. She can no longer hold her curiosity. She goes to his room and says: "Son, what was it? Was it the nuns?" Little Tommy looks at her and shakes his head. "Well then," she replies, "was it the books, the discipline, the structure, the uniforms, WHAT was it?"

Little Tommy looks at her and says, "Well, on the first day of school, when I saw that guy nailed to the plus sign, I knew they weren't fooling around."

Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Saturday Morning Reflection #46

Good morning everyone...

Vacation has been FANTASTIC. Please check this out (look at the pictures from 071510).

Me and Jackie fishing

The past 2 weeks of vacation have been just wonderful.This has been the best vacation. I feel so refreshed and believe that I am once again ready to take on the world (hope I don't have to). I can only wish that next years vacation is this good.

There was some discussion about how mad the cats would be when we got home. They acted like they didn't even realize we had been gone...although the finnicky little bastard still demands seafood in the mornings.

I suppose I will spend the rest of this weekend getting ready to return to work. Lots of interesting things happening there and I suppose I will need to jump in with both feet.

Here you go, Ginger...

Three friends die in a car accident and they go to an orientation in heaven. They are all asked, "When you are in your casket and friends and family are mourning you, what would you like to hear them say about you?

The first guy says,"I would like to hear them say that I was a great doctor of my time, and a great family man."

The second guy says, "I would like to hear that I was a wonderful husband and school teacher which made a huge difference in our children of tomorrow.

The last guy replies, "I would like to hear them say ... Look, He's Moving!

Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Saturday Morning Reflection #45

Good morning everyone...

The finnicky little bastard wouldn't eat this morning. Of course, Josie cat was available to assist.

I suppose I should talk about the trip to Lake Erie. It was fantastic, and there is enough perch and walleye in the freezer to last thru several meals. I had a great time and once again want to send out thanks to my hosts. Bill, I would appreciate if you would pass that on for me.

This coming week starts another adventure. Jackie and I are heading for North Carolina. I am thinking about the Beach, the Fishing, and the Company. I don't believe that a person could go wrong.

Here you go, Ginger...

A husband and wife were debating on buying a new car. She wanted a fast sports car. He wanted a pickup. As time passed on, her birthday came up and she thought it a great time to fulfill her wish.

She told her husband, "Look, I want something that can go from 0 to 200. Furthermore, I want it to be able to do it in just a few seconds!"

The husband bought her a bathroom scale.

(The funeral is at 3:00pm Wednesday)

Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Saturday Morning Reflection #44

Good morning everyone...

Wow...The first day of vacation is finally here.The morning seems happier, the sun feels warmer, and the coffee tastes better. At this rate breakfast on Sunday may kill me.

Today, there will be a big batch of ribs smoking on the grill...probably start that soon. I promised I would bring some to my friend, Kenny (and his girlfriend) when we go there tonight for fireworks. I was at the campground for fireworks last year and they were fantastic.

I am pretty sure that Sunday's plans will include me drowning a couple of worms...I am thinking about Old Lock 27. The weather will be about right for it.

This blog is supposed to be a reflection of my thoughts and feelings. It kind of seems that I usually end up talking about what I am about to do. This morning I want to say something about life. My life feels full. I am with a wonderful woman. Jackie seems to be able to keep me on the path, but whenever I veer from it she is still there...and is supportive. I only hope that I can be for her what she is for me. Life is good...and gets better every day.

Just for those of you interested...the Finnicky Little Bastard tasted Josie cat's food this morning. Tried to cover it with carpet and walked away. HE went back and sampled some more Fancy Feast so that it would get the bad taste out of his mouth.

Here you go, Ginger...

My wife has not spoken to me in three days. I think it has something to do with what happened on Sunday night when she thought she heard a noise downstairs.

She nudged me and whispered, "Wake up, wake up!"

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"There are burglars in the kitchen. I think they're eating the tuna casserole I made tonight."

"That'll teach them!" I replied.

Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.