A Salute to Dad & Mom

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Friday, February 18, 2005

Re-post at top

Since my salute went up almost a month ago and I haven't been struck by lightning...I guess Dad approves. So am moving this post back up to the top. BLAH! I am sitting here looking at Dad's hand held poker machine, and his indoor/outdoor thermometer. He is the only person I ever knew who wore out... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 12, 2005

I might be Almost Psychic

Almost Psychic I was sitting on the sofa when all of a sudden, all by itself the footstool moved. - Amazed, I concentrated on the footstool. It moved again. I kept my mind focused on the stool. It moved! - I had it! I had the power! I could conquer the world! Or maybe just get a snack without... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 8, 2005

Could Someone Un-Plug The Dog? *

It was almost midnight. I was in the shower. Mom knocked on the door. "Your dog is having a seizure!" I rinsed the soap off, grabbed a towel, and went out to check. Sure enough there he was in the corner of the hall jerking around. I bent down and started to touch him when I noticed the electric... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 1, 2005

Here's another memory of Dad.*done*

A Clean Toaster? Have you ever noticed that toasters are very hard to clean? Right now Dad is out in the front yard hosing down the toaster. Don't worry, it isn't plugged in, the cord won't reach that far. There are several reasons why Dad is using the hose in spite of the fact the toaster says... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Bo, Dog Or UFO?

Bo, Dog or UFO? When my seventeen year old Springer Spaniel, Opie, died I said. "No more dogs!" Ha! Let's face it, animals make a home lighter. I don't mean that they make it float, I mean they make the place more cheerful. Who else is happy chasing their tail and herding the living room rugs into... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 20, 2005

Humor

I am sitting here looking at Dad's hand held poker machine, and his indoor/outdoor thermometer. He is the only person I ever knew who wore out one of those poker machines. It just stopped working. I put in a new battery but it didn't' help. It was just worn out, couldn't be fixed...somewhat like... Sign in to see full entry.

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