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Memas

December 21, 2012

I think it is time we call Christmas, Memas. Lets face the truth. When Old Blue Eyes said I want it my way he was ahead of his time.

 

Today we both want and demand it our way. When growing up, I made a list of what you wanted for Christmas.

 

Mama  smiled, We’ll see what Santa thinks.” When you walked out the room she threw the list in the trash and got you what she could afford.

 

When you looked under the tree you forgot about what you ask for and was over joyed with what you received. Today people ask for money or cards where they can get what they want. They call ahead and let you know what they expect for Christmas dinner.

 

Can you imagine telling your grandmother what you would and wouldn’t eat.

 

Now take it to the next step. In our city the mayor decided to call the Christmas parade a mid-winter parade. One atheist said he refused to watch anything that had Christ in it.

 

I wrote the mayor and said I did liked the name and that I actually paid taxes. He somehow found out that I was a W.A.S.P. and didn’t take my request seriously. In case you don’t know what a wasp is. White Anglo-Saxon Protestant.

 

Then there are governors that say I like the name winter tree better so the rest of you can suck a lemon.

 

The president the congress and the senate all say me, me, me. Screw all of you tax payers. Don’t bother to tell me one side or the other is right. They are wrong and can’t any of them speak a whole sentence without using me or I.

 

You can’t get rid of your family but I just can’t understand why we keep reelecting these idiots.

 

If I don’t write again, have a Merry Christmas. Yes I said it and I mean it. If you don’t like it, don’t except it.

 

One last thing, are any of you allowing your children to set in the Mid Winter Man’s lap. Even sounds freaky doesn’t it.

 

 

 mother,

Christmas Love Notes

December 18, 2012

I am not much on sharing my personal life on the blog. Today I feel in the Christmas spirit so I will.

 

Hi Sweetheart, 

I am sorry about getting into an argument about putting up the Holiday lights.  I guess that sometimes I feel like you are pushing me too hard when you want something.  I realize that I was wrong and I am apologizing for being such a hard-headed guy.  All I want is for you to be happy and be able to enjoy the holiday season.  Nothing brightens the holidayspirit like holiday lights!  I took the time to hang the lights for you today; and now I will be off to the hockey rink. 

Again, I am very sorry for the way I acted yesterday.  I’ll be home later. 

Love you 

gary
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Her response -
   

Hi Honey, 
 
Thank you for that heart-felt apology.  I don’t often get an apology from you, and I truly appreciate it.
  I, too, felt bad about the argument and wanted to apologize.  I realize that I can sometimes be a little pushy.  I will try to respect your feelings from now on.  Thank you for taking the time to hang the holiday lights for me.  It really means a lot.  In the spirit of giving, I washed your truck for you; and now I am off to the mall. 

I love you too! 

Pam
 
 
 
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My Yesterdays

November 21, 2012

Maybe it is age or maybe there is something in some of us that simply makes us different. In my family I am the different one.

 

My wife and kids, even my grandchildren seem to have no interest in yesterday. They only want to know about today and sometimes tomorrow.

 

My bucket list and my wife’s are to totally different things. My wife’s is more typical. She wants to visit far away places and see new things. I to share many of those same desires. Still, I have a bigger bucket I suppose. I want to stand where Willie Morris stood and wrote. I want to go up the road a piece to see his grave and then by his old home and perhaps by where his grand parents once lived. I want to retrace some of the steps I took as a kid.

 

I have no interest in reliving the past. Yet I have a burning desire to at least visit it. Maybe I am too sentimental for my own good.

 

Some people take their past and pack it neatly away. Me, my yesterdays, today and tomorrows are all weaved in the same moment

 

Hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving. If you think about it and have a second. Remember one from years gone by that was really special to you. Memories are God’s gift. Hold on to them as long as possible.

 

Write them down then when you grow old and the shadows begin to cross your mind you can read them and remember all over again. They will be like gifts. Just think of the excitement they will bring to you.

Thanksgiving Poem

November 17, 2012

As crazy as the world is today we may not be around come Thanksgiving. I will go ahead and post this one just a little early and not take the chance.

Suppose the gobbler said to his hen?

Go out and chop the old man’s head off.

You know the one with the flowing beard.

The fat one that is strutting around so weird.

I want you to cook him golden tan.

Make sure there is lots of juice in the pan.

 Silly me, you know how I like my man.

Suppose the hen said to the gobbler?

Dear, I invited Bambi for dinner.

Oh great Honey, Thanksgiving wouldn’t be the same without her.

What if Bambi had a gun?

Would all the hunters run?

What if the turkey had an axe?

Would you possibly wax?

Happy holidays

 

 

 

No Texting Please

November 12, 2012

Times sure have changed. My wife and I took my grandson out to a fairly nice restaurant the other night. It was a hibachi grill. Everyone sat around and talked and watched the chief.

Not really, that is how it would have happened a few years ago. This time my wife and I talked while everyone else at the table played on their phone. I mean everyone.

I don’t even know why the poor chief went to the trouble of doing all the tricks with the knives and spatchlers. Besides Pam and myself, no one else looked up.

When the food was placed on the plates most had to finish their texting before they could even eat.

I suppose I am getting old but whatever happen to talking to the person you are with?

I have a question. When I was in my teens, we went parking. This meant finding a secluded place and fog up some windows. What do they do now? Text someone else and talk about romance.

I agree with Einstein. You will see his comment in the last photo.




NEW AGE COCK ROACH

November 7, 2012


Since I was a little boy, I have heard that a nuclear bomb could wipe out of all life on this planet. That is all life but the cockroach.

I believe in the next four to ten-year life in the United States is going to evaporate. At least to the sense you will no longer recognize it.

It would be easy to blame all this on Obama. The truth is he doesn’t have that much power. We are a divided country that is involved in wars all over the world. Our economy is on the verge of crashing and grows closer to that each month.

No matter who is in office, there is a grid-lock. Nothing ever gets done except our representatives and few of their friends get richer.

Do you know who are the cock roaches that survive this political nuclear bomb are?

I know a half-dozen. They are blanketed against the most political turmoil.

Here is a profile of this new-age cock roach.

They have jobs. They work when they can find work and then only if it doesn’t interfere with their hunting or other enjoyments.

They normally don’t have a drivers license. Their last wreck or DUI took care of that.

They have the title to their old car or truck. They often got it by working for it or trading something they owned of value. Their modest home is normally rented and paid for in cash each week. Their addresses change two or three times a year.

Some do some don’t, but many commit petty larceny for pocket-money and emergency spending.

They draw no government check nor do they ever pay any taxes.

They have pay as you go phones. They don’t own a computer or even an email address.

They never spend more than they can earn or steal. The utility bill deposit is often in their dog’s name. They don’t register to vote. This means no jury duty. They live on the fringes of society.

Watch this group grow by leaps and bounds over the next few years. This leaves the rich to take care of the poor and the politicians to rob everyone blind. However, this group will survive. They are the new-age cock roaches. The odd thing there are everywhere, and most people don’t even see them.

I Voted Today

November 6, 2012

 

I am sure some people have died in battle just where we can vote. My hat is off to those people. I have nothing against patriotism.

My granddaddy fought in World War I. My uncle fought in World War II. I was drafted and served between 1969 and 1971. My son-n-law is an Air force guard pilot and has landed in every area of the world that there has been combat for the last six or seven years.

I have yet heard anyone say, “I served my country in order for people to vote.” I think patriotism for the most of us is simply doing what is correct. For me, it was doing what someone else thought was right. I certainly never agreed with the war, still don’t after all these years.

Now, I got that out of my system, I will continue. I have voted every election since turning of age. I have voted with a pencil and a ballot. I have voted on machines where you turned small knobs. I remember voting on a machine once when you were through you pulled a large lever that looked like a slot machine. Like most people I now vote on a computer screen with a Popsicle stick.

Still, throughout all my voting experiences I have only twice voted for someone I thought would do a good job. All the other times I simply voted against someone.

When Ross Perot ran I voted for him because I liked him. I voted for him both times. A wasted vote, you might say. Most likely, still it felt good those two times not to vote for what I considered the least of two evils.

Today I felt these were my choices. Vote for the devil I know or vote for the devil I don’t. It is no one’s business which I voted for.

To me, it would be a slap in the face to all those people who have died that gave me the right to vote. It doesn’t matter that most of them wasn’t even old enough to vote themselves or most likely didn’t care or understood the voting process.

I honor them with my vote because they died doing what they thought was right.

When my children were old enough to vote, I said, ” No votey,no complainy.”

I still say that.

WHAT DID YOUR GRANDPARENTS LOOK LIKE

November 2, 2012

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THE BIG EASY

June 13, 2012

There was time in my life that I thought New Orleans was the greatest city in the world. I could just see myself riding the street cars to work every day. I would have lived in the French Quarter of course.

 

I suppose age has changed my mind about New Orleans. That and the fact I have been enough times I now realized life for the people who live; there is not the same as the tourist like myself just visiting.

 

Still though, I can honestly say there is no where else like New Orleans. I am not a big traveler, but I have visited New York, Atlanta, Chicago and few other cities. Yes, I have even stayed at the Peabody in Memphis. Still, nothing holds a candle to the Big Easy.

 

When in Dallas, I found the people there loved Texas. People that live in New Orleans love Louisiana, but they adore their beloved home-town New Orleans.

With all that said. I must say at the ripe old age of sixty two the city I so loved at one time looks different to me today. Damn old age. It rings all the fun out of everything.

 

I now am in somewhat agreement with Larry the Cable Man,

not totally, just kind of.

He said the following.

 

Even after the Super Bowl victory of the New Orleans Saints, I have noticed a large number of people, implying with bad jokes and anecdotes, that Loozianna Cajuns ain’t smart. I would like to state, for the record, that I disagree with that assessment. Anybody who would build a city 5 feet below sea level in a hurricane zone and fill it with Democrats who can’t swim is a damn genius.

 

The more I think about the subject. My thinking is somewhere between being twenty-one again and Larry the Cable Man.

 

They say you are once an adult and twice a child. Maybe some day I will be a Democrat again and in love with the Big Easy.

7%

February 28, 2012

To good not t o pass on.
I JUST LIKE THIS……
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Written by
a 90 year old

This is something we should all
read at least once a week!!!!! Make sure you read to the end!!!!!!

Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old,

of the Plain Dealer, Cleveland , Ohio

“To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught
me. It is the most requested column I’ve ever written.

My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once
more:

1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.

2. When in
doubt, just take the next small step.

3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

4. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and
parents will. Stay in touch.

5. Pay off your credit cards every month.

6. You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree .

7. Cry with someone. It’s
more healing than crying alone.

8. It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.

9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.

10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

11. Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.

12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.

13. Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their
journey is all about.

14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.

15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But
don’t worry; God never blinks.

16. Take a deep
breath . It calms the mind.

17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful.

18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.

19. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one
is up to you and no one else.

20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no
for an answer.

21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie.
Don’t save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.

23. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.

24. The most important sex organ is the brain.

25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.

26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ‘In five years,

will this matter?’

27. Always choose life.

28. Forgive everyone everything.

29. What other people think of you is none of your business.

30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.

31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

32. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

33. Believe in miracles.

34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you

did or didn’t do.

35. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.

37. Your children get only one childhood.

38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting

everywhere.

40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s,

we’d grab ours back.

41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

42. The best is yet to come…

43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

44. Yield.

45. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.”

Its estimated 93% won’t forward this. If you are one of the 7% who will,

forward this with the title ’7%’.

I’m in the 7%. Friends are the family that we choose.


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