WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

A Snow Day For Me

Hello Nice People,

     We had a snow day today.  What a treat.  Its good to NOT have to get out there and fight the ice and bad roads at 6 o’clock in the morning.  Early morning driving is the scariest kind in the bad weather.  Curves and corners always seem to be the worst spots. 

Snow days always feel like you are getting away with something.  Like when you were a little kid and skipped a day of school, then went out anyway.   Thats what I did today.  Went to the Supermarket, stopped at my girlfriends house and  solved some family problems over a cup of coffee and a “Hello Dollie Cookie.”  Well, maybe not solved, but discussed thoroughly.

 Its a good thing it was so cold today.  We got so involved in our conversation that I forgot I had meat and milk out in the car.  All was OK.

HELLO DOLLIE COOKIES

1 stick of butter (melted)

1and a half cups Graham Cracker Crumbs

1and a half cups chopped nuts

1  6oz package chocolate chips

1and half cups coconut

1 can condensed milk drizzled.

Layer in a large oval pan starting with the butter.   Bake at 350 for 25 minutes.  Let cool and slice into squares.

Christmas is 4 days away.

I am such a slacker

 

Hello Nice People,

I could go on and on here about where I have been and why I haven’t had an entry for such a long time. I could say its because my life has been filled up with really important things.  Or I could say that its only because the cat was sleeping on my computer chair.  Neither is true.  I am such a slacker.  An avoider. A “don’t face the problem” kind of person.  Sure, I can’t think of anything to put into MY Blog, so I avoid everyone elses too.  I have missed so much. Like whats happening over at My Southern Home with Sonya and the teen and little Tugie.  And I’ve missed Sugar  and her little doggie Sweetpee.  And Donna and Cliff, what are they up too lately?  I I Don’t know because I have avoided all blogs.  Kind of like hiding behind a tree when you don’t want anyone to see you.  And Peggy at A Primitive Plot,  what is she cooking and whats the latest doll she is making.  And Linda from Wahington,  how could I avoid her blog?  I love her travelogs. And Kelly, whats going on in her world of chickens? Today, I am facing my problem.  No longer am I an “avoider.”  I am here, and I am going to read  and comment on all the Blogs I have missed.  I feel better already!!

THINGS I SEE ON MY ROUTE

Hello Nice People,

A few weeks ago, Rachel from Life 'N Stuff had a good post on the things she sees on her way to work. She always gives me a good chuckle with her stories. HER morning scene includes a pooping donkey. Well, she got me to thinking about some of the things I pass day after day. Sunrise on the East Coast is at 7:15, so my early mornings on the road are spent pretty much in the dark at this time of the year. Just about the time the sun is coming up, I pass these little guys

Now I don't know much about pigs, but they are the cutest little things. Early, just when its getting light they are sleeping in a pile. there are six of them. I guess they keep each other warm. After about an hour, I come back the same route and now they are up and routing around. If I stop and open the door, they come running over to the fence. I know not to get to attached to them because one day I will come by and they won't be there.

Here's another odd sight.

I have never seen a mushroom like this before.

Maybe this is a common mushroom but its sure a new one to me.

About two weeks ago, on my usual route, a two lane highway, there was a dog laying on the yellow line. He must have been hit by a car not long before I came by. Up ahead, a trash truck and 2 or 3 trash men emptying cans. I kind of had a feeling they would be the good guys and move him out of the middle of the road. Well, they did.....and every day for the past two weeks, the poor little thing lays there in the grass silently waiting for someone to come along and claim his lifeless body. He has lain there through four days of rain last week and one or two this week. Its supposed to rain tonite and all day tomorrow, and I can't help thinking of him. I think I secretly wish that the rain would reconstitute his little stiff body and he would just get up, stretch and continue on with his adventure. I guess I think too much!

Mysterious No More

Hello nice people,

Here is a picture of me and Hubby taken last week at a family party. Its a fairly good one of us, so I thought I would post it. Has anyone noticed how all the mystery is gone on the internet? In the beginning, everyone used screenames only, never a real name. I think we were all afraid of stalkers. We never posted a picture of our face or let anyone know where we lived. I have read blogs recently where people actually give out there town and street, and say come to my yard sale. I think much of this openess is due to FACEBOOK or maybe MYSPACE, although I have never logged into the latter. Yeah, there is my picture and with Hubby too. He is not computer savvy (sp) , and he still worries about every little thing. He put a disk in 6 years ago with poker and solitaire and thats as far as he ever got. He has no clue of how to get on the internet. I asked him recently if Ronnie (his friend) is a computer person and his answer....."Oh yeah, he even looks up the weather." Really? !

Wordless Wednesday

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

Hello Nice People,
I always check this little guy out on the comics page in the Atlantic City Press. For some reason, the delivery gentleman puts the Sunday comics page and all the ads for Sunday into the Saturday paper. I guess it makes it easier on him. But I get to see the Sunday comics before you do. How lucky can I get! But here is Lio for today, Sunday. And how much more appropriate can you get. Lio's world is full of monsters under the bed and bizzare little happenings from his science fiction life. And todays Cartoon is the best. Here's cute but nasty little Lio ringing someones door bell and running away. But there he is hiding in the bushes with the remote to a big mean Robodog that says WELCOME TO PHILADELPHIA. And whose front door is it but MICHAEL (DOG KILLER) VICK. Hee hee, I love it.

Gone too long

Hello Nice People,

Here's a new picture of me just to prove that I am not dead. Just missing in action for a while. I HAVE noticed that the longer time I stay MIA, the harder it is to get back. I don't know why. It's not like I have a lot of readers who are losing sleep worrying about my whereabouts. I think I am an "avoider."

If I'm not keeping up with what is expected of me, I will avoid the whole scene. So that means, I haven't even clicked in here for almost a month. I haven't even kept up with other blogs. But I DID checkout FACEBOOK. I said I wouldn't do it. Said I wouldn't get involved in something so dumb. But I did. How did that happen? I guess it was a moment of weakness. And I'm still not convinced its "all that."

I have been back to work for 3 weeks. Somehow, I acquired a loooong run again this year. Three hours of driving in the AM and another 3 in the PM. With just a short sprint inbetween. June is coming!!!! And I have two and a half years and I am outathere!!!!

Grandson, Nick had a birthday on Thursday. Somehow, he has turned 14 years old.

These pictures are from Wednesday night when we visited his classroom. Nick goes to a school for the handicapped. Nick has Apraxia of Speech, Family Start Guide - Apraxia-KIDS Which causes him to have almost no communication skills. He signs, uses a talker device, and also a younger brother who is his interprteter, sometimes not voluntarily. In all, he gets his point across.

The past few weeks also contained 2 yard sales. With 1 more to go at a friends house next weekend. I have been tripping over 42 years of crapola that we drug down from the attic. I DID learn one thing at these yard sale events. And that is that what I thought was fantastic stuff. Stuff that I thought I would never part with, stuff that I had been holding onto for years, other people couldn't care less for it. So no matter how much it means to us, to other people it is only junk and not worth $2.00.

I feel like I am rambling in this post, so I think I will say

Talkatchalater

Hello Nice People,

Goodbye to Sugars Sweet Pee. I think Sugars journal was one of the very first that I came across a few years ago when we were back at JLand on AOL. Sugar loves her doggies so much, and they are such a huge part of her life. I will never forget when Monkee was lost. I think he got out of the yard when the gate was left open. Thankfully he was found after being gone for such a long time. This Summer, Angel and Sweet Pee have gone to the Rainbow Bridge. I know Sugars heart is breaking and I feel so bad for her. I will say a prayer for all the little doggies who will not make it til tomorrow. For all the doggies who are lost. For all the doggies who are mistreated. For all the doggies who are hungry. Sweet Pee, you will be missed.

Ted

Hello Nice People, That's Bishop Fulton J. Sheen. He's been dead since 1979. And that's too bad because we sure could use him today. Back in the dinosaur age, that would be the 1950's we were required to watch his half hour program every Tuesday Night. Every Wednesday morning, one of the first things Sister said was, "Who did not watch Bishop Fulton Sheen on television last night?" And there was little Mary Roche in the back with her little hand in the air. If my memory serves me well, in the early fifties, we didn't even HAVE a TV.But that was no excuse. "Mary Roche, why didn't you go to a neighbors and watch?" "Sorry Sister, I will be sure to do that next week." "Mary", that was my name in school. At home I was Marlene. Today, I have dropped the Mary, much to my daddy's chagrin. He so wanted me named after the Blessed Mother.
When I did watch Bishop Fulton Sheen, I think most things he talked about went over my head and every other Catholic school kid sitting on the floor and squirming in boredom. One on the things I remember from those long ago years, was his sense of humor. He would always tell some funny stories that the adults in his audience loved. And I remeber his eyes. I always found them to be kind of scary.
But here I am, many, many years later. And through the power of the internet, Fulton Sheen is again available to watch. Now, I See him in a different light. What a treasure he was!! Yes, he does have a great sense of humor. And when he tells a joke, those eyes that I once thought were scary, now beam with delight. He has a great delivery and he is so proud of himself when a joke comes off good.
But his messages are what is so poignant. If only more people could hear him today. If ony we could sit these kids down and say listen to what this man is saying. Listen to what is wrong with this world. Bishop Sheen, I'm sorry it took so long.

YouTube - Archbishop Fulton J. sheen - Youth And Sex - Part 1 of 4

Early morning darkness

Hello Nice People,

Look at this tree face. Isn't it the cutest. The Grandkids bought this for us and proudly presented it last night. Daughter said, "Mom. we ordered this before the Vick thing." Well yeh, but these two old folks are already committed to not watching Eagles Football as long as sick Vick is part of the team. It won't be easy. We look forward to Sundays in front of the TV watching Eagles football. But we will just have to move on. Maybe New York Giants.......nah, can't do that. I know, Dallas Cowboys......nope, never. Oh well, maybe we'll take a walk. Thats healthier anyway.

I am typing this at 5 AM. What happened? I just peeked outside and its STILL DARK OUT THERE!!! Oh no!!! You know what that means, days are getting shorter. The Summer is coming to an end. Tell me its not happening. It was just two weeks ago that I got up at 5 and sat in the back yard on the deck IN THE SUNSHINE!

Temps are still in the nineties, at least for another few days. We have Hurricane Bill out there in the Atlantic. He should cool things off by the weekend. Luckily, he is taking a turn North and should miss the coast by a few hundred miles. We will only get the rough surf.

Yesterday was a beautiful day and perfect for the Atlantic City Air Show. Favorite relatives and friends Bunk and Joyce stayed overnite so they could see the Airshow. I think they enjoyed it even though it was ungodly hot on the beach and soooo crowded.

Well, I am off to get a few things done around here. Everyone have a good day and stay cool.

Life is good!

Wordless Wednesday

WORDLESS WEDNESDY

Atlantic City Airshow

Hello Nice People, Today is the Atlantic City Airshow in AC. We have family visiting here to see the show. 1 million people are expected to watch from the beach and boardwalk. I hope they have enough bathrooms LOL. I have seen it in the past and it is amazing. Everything is done over the ocean. I'll be back with some good reports.

Life is good.

I will miss football

I have watched my last Eagles game. Philadelphia signed Michael Vick. They are sick. As sick as he is. Follow the money. I knew someone would sign him. But not this soon. I am watching the 11 PM news. I am so upset. They are saying he is humble. He has paid his dues.

He can never pay enough dues. What he did was not a lapse in judgement. He hung dogs. he shot dogs. He made hundreds of thousands of dollars, maybe millions fighting dogs. I will never watch another Eagles Game.

Pumpkin Vines Have Feet!!!!

Hello Nice People,

Who knew that you shouldn't plant a pumpkin seed in the flower bed in the front yard. This is a vine from ONE seed. It has traveled clear around the side of the house and even tried to attach itself to the chimney and head up, up, up. I never knew that a pumpkin vine had these little stickly feet that holds onto everything even the ground.

But it does look pretty. If the squirrels would leave it alone, we will have pumpkins in the front yard by September.

We have had way too much rain here at the Jersey Shore this Summer. We had such a deluge yesterday I thought I was getting water inside of the Suburban on the way home. It was one of those times when you start through a little water on top of the road and all of a sudden your in water almost to the floor boards.

We have been working hard in this house. Trying to get things done before its time to go back to work on September 3rd.

Here's the back bedroom. This room had dark paneling for years. Hubby painted a nice soft green. I wanted that Shabby Chic look. I don't know what I would do without Hubby. This is my sitting room. I have my TV and my laptop in here. My make up vanity, and check out the neato tower with the baskets. That houses all my "stuff." Hair dryer, curling iron, hair sprays etc. Everything that has been stored on the floor for many years, now has a place.

Well, its time for an Eagles pre season game. I think I will go and watch. Life is good.

IT'S THREE O'CLOCK SOMEWHERE (Thats a song isn't it?)

Hello Nice People,

Yawn, yawn, it's 3 AM! What am I doing up? If I wake up in the middle of the night, I can lay there for 10 minutes....thats it, and I have to get up. The old brained starts to race.....hmmmm, wonder whats happening outside. May as well get up and peek out the blinds. Not much out there. The cats are asleep on the deck in the chair. Its still dark out. Wonder when the paper will get here. I may as well stay up. Wonder whats happening in the world. Turn on the TV. CNN, Fox News....at least they are on all night. They are like an old friend, always there when you need them. Does this make any sense? Don't expect too much at 3 AM. Well, we have the two girls back from Korea. Finally something to knock Michael Jackson off the

news. I think they have milked that for all its worth.

Friends. Now Carole and Joan have shot back into my brain, so I will never get back to sleep. Friends. They come into your life and stay 30-40 years and then their life becomes part of yours. Including their problems

Joan, an old bus driver buddy. Joan retired 4 years ago. she's been widowed for 6 years. Now the doctor says they have found a mass on her liver. I know she is worried about it. The first thing you think of is cancer. She goes for a Nuclear MRI today. Carole, the bestest person in the world. Carole has had a falling out with her grown daughters and my heart is breaking. Carole, Melanie, Terry, just knock it off , big hug and lets get back to life as it was. Hmmm, 3:45, think I will have my morning coffee.

Here comes Hubby. I guess I woke him up heating up the tea pot. I am an Instant coffee drinker. Watch, he's going to say, "What are you doing up? What do you find

to do on that computer at 4:00 in the morning?

Three more weeks and I pick up my bus. Wonder what run I will get this year. When I left in June, on the way out the door, I told boss lady, Hey, I want something easy and short next year. I'll take care of you was her reply. I don't have to be concerned any more about making lots of hours. Leave that to the younger folks. And most of them need the money, like we did when we were young. I have had some long runs.....200 miles a day last year. I am getting to old to do it anymore.

Hubby is painting the back bedroom. That is my little retreat. I have my TV and my laptop and my recliner in there.

We took everytyhing out for him to paint. I have colleted more s----. What was I thinking? what am I going to do with all this stuff? Carole says have a yard sale, "Iwll help you." Hey,maybe Terry and Melanie will show up and you guys can sit down and talk. No Carole, you are too stubborn for that too happen. It's 5 o'clock. The local news starts any minute. Channel 6.....probably the same old stuff. An accident, overturned tractor and trailer on the Pennslyvania Turnpike. 4 shootings in Philadelphia. Some guy shot up a gym full of women cause he didm't have sex for 19 years. Poor baby...geez I wonder why!!!!

Coffee's getting cold. gonna watch the news and wait for the paper to come. Life is good!

Mother had a Maytag Wringer Washer

Hello Nice People

Geez, I hope Donna from JUST ME doesn't mind me stealing her thunder. She has a really good post today about old Maytag Washers. When I was a lttle one, maybe 1952, 1953. I would come home from school and lean over the kitchen table, watching my mother put clothes through the wringer. I was amazed that her fingers never got caught. She was so good at it, it was almost like watching a machine, never missing a beat. Sometimes the clothes would be too thick and it would make the white doo hickey on the end of the wringer snap up with a loud crack. I would jump at the sound of it, but without so much as a blink of an eye, she would push it back down and continue on. Well, one day, the old fingers were a little too slow, and I can still picture her hand quickly being devoured by the rollers. For some reason, the doo hickey did not snap up and mothers hand went in with the fingers bent. There she was, yelling, "Marlene, pull the plug." Me frantickly trying to follow the wire to where it meets the wall. And knowing that if I don't get this right, I am in BIG trouble. Three broken fingers were the result. From that day on, the fingers on her right hand were slightly bent at an odd angle, and only her and I knew the details of how they got that way. And thats my memory of a Maytag Wringer Washer.

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY

Hello Nice People,

Well, the ole girl is having a birthday today. Yep, that's me. I am now a 65 year old woman. That sounds bad doesn't it? From now on I will be referred to as

1. The elderly woman

2. The old broad

3. The old lady

4. From the olden days

5. Decrepit

6. Aged

7. Senile

When you come to this milestone in life, I think everyone sits back and wonders, "Where did the years go?' When did life pass me by? It was just yesterday that I had dreams and plans on the front burner of life. Did they all come to fruition? Probably not, but I have a contented and happy life for which I am thankful. I often think of my mother at this age. She would have been sitting in her rocker wearing her housedress (remember those?) and her black thick heel shoes with the laces in the front (remember them?) She would have been crocheting another afghan for someone. But here I am in Jeans, a T shirt and sneakers. Not crocheting, but typing away on my computer. I get up at 5 AM every morning for work. Drive 200 miles a day, come home and cook for me and Hubby. Yes, there is definetly a big difference in the 65 year old of yesterday and the 65 year old of today.

So I will take the 65! I will let people open the door for me when I go to 7-11. I will just shrug my shoulders when people say, "Hey, when are you going to retire?" And, I will NOT whine about my aches and pains

Last night, Daughter and her family and Son and his family, Hubby and I went to dinner at a local seafood restaurant called Oyster Creek. Its a little hole in the wall that sits way back on the marshes. The kids wanted to treat for my birthday. Now Son in Law has been out of work since November and Son is just getting back to work, so there is no way that we would let them pay for Dinner for 10 people. We have money squirelled away just for something like this so Hubby insisted we pay for dinner. After much bantering, Hubby finally wrestled the bill away. They were not too happy about not treating but they'll get over it. I would rather they use that money for the kids school clothes. And the bill? $278.00 Yes, going out to dinner is getting much too expensive. But it's nice to get together with kids and grandkids. What more could I ask for? Life is Good!!!!!

This Piece of crap is breathing my air!!!!!

Hello Nice People,

Well, Michael Vick has been totally released from prison and home confinement. Thats Home confinement in his multi million dollar mansion, from which he ran his BAD NEWZ Dog Kennels.

I wonder which NFL team is waiting in the wings to hire this piece of crap. Oh, you know someone will. This piece of crap will garner all the sympathy that he can with his new line that he "plans to work with the Humane Society of the United States."

His excuse, "I acted imaturely." Vicks actions were not a sudden lapse in judgement. He has been torturing dogs all his life. In his own words, "Since I was 8 years old."

Dogs were found chained or buried to car axles. Remains of dogs that had been shot, electrocuted, drowned, hanged or slammed to the ground for lack of desire to fight. Did anyone read that word 'ELECTROCUTED?" He admitted that he wet dogs down so that he could electrocute them. "OOPS, I didn't mean to do that."

This guy is a piece of shit and the Humane Society is buddying with him. Lets not have short memories as to what he is capable of. He is only out for his own benefit and that will range in the millions and millions of dollars. Any endorsements he gets, I will NEVER spend money on. May he live a short life and a long and painful death.

THE SHIP HOUSE

Hello Nice People,

This was the neatest building. This was known as the Absecon Ship House. I remember being fascinated with this place as far back as when I was a little kid riding on the bus into Atlantic City. I have passed it thousands of times on my early morning run and then in the afternoon coming out of town. I think it was originally built to house the office for a trailer park that was once located in the rear of the building. But for many years, it was an antique and junk shop. Slowly, as I passed by these last few years, I could see that it was falling into disrepair. Then one day this past Spring, yellow tape appeared all around the perimeter. Now that is never good news. Then I missed a weekend going by.....on Monday, it was gone. I was so shocked that I almost ran off the road. Torn down!!!!! What a shame, what a waste. Wasn't there anyone who would have been interested in this place? Why do we just throw away things from the past? A ship sitting on the edge of the highway. The nearest water, the Atlantic Ocean 6 miles down the road. I wanted it. What would I do with this crazy looking building? I would have cleaned it up. Swept the floor and washed the windows. Then I would sit out front in a comfy chair and wave to the traffic whizzing by on the way to Atlantic City. I would become known as the "Crazy Shiphouse Lady." ............Oh well, I guess I'll go and clean the bathroom.

Antny is coming home and a wooden flag

Hello Nice People,

Look at this beautiful wooden flag. Now, if I blog about this flag, AND follow Palmer Falls Primitive BlogPalmer Falls Primitives and leave a comment on her blog, there are three chances that I might win it. I would love it. Cross your fingers!!!!!

Antny is on his way home from Halfway Missouri. Last night he called Mommy on his cell phone. "Mommy, PopPop is asleep so I thought I would call. I'm ready to come home." He gets into Philadelphia 9:30 tonite. You know Mommy will be happy. She said it feels like something is missing and she wants the family back together again. Life is good.

Will Antny stay another week? Mommys not happy

Hello nice people,

Not a whole lot to talk about tonite. Just that it is Summer and I am out on the deck in the back yard with my laptop. Now how COOL is that!? I wish I could take a picture of me but Grandson Anthony is still visiting Missouri and he has my camera. Missouri Grandpop wants him to stay longer, but that would require him to fly back by himself. So now we are having a real tug of war with Mommy on one end and Missouri Grandpop on the other. And Gramps just does not take "No" for an answer. Now Antny says "Yeh, I want to stay" when he is asked, but he might be saying that just to make Grandpop happy. And he also might be afraid to fly home alone. Thats a big step for a ten year old who has never been away from home before. Stay tuned.

I Kept My Dental Appointment

Hello Nice People,

Another celebrity has left the room. That's the third this week. Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett and the King of Pop himself. I never could quite understand just what "POP" is. Another word for soda? The sound that champagne makes when you "pop" the cork? It's sad to lose your life at 50. Especially when you have everything to live for. It just proves that money does not bring happiness.

I love the media. Since yesterday at 2 PM we have been overwhelmed with Michael Jackson. According to the media, the world is trying to come to grips with this death. They say we are in a hysterical frenzy. Hmmmm, I just let the cat out and all is quiet on my street. However Michael, I hope you have found the peace you were always looking for.

I kept my dental appointment. Glad thats over. They said the last time I was there was in 1995. Ooooo, thats bad. But 0ddly enough, very little tarter on my teeth. Now, Hubby goes every three months for a cleaning, he has so much tarter. Somehow, I think I am ahead of the game.

I am going to the DENTIST....YES I AM...YES I AM

Hello Nice People,

I have a confession to make. I do not go to the DENTIST. I have had an aversion to dentists all my long life. Growing up, I was never sent, or in my case, dragged to the dentist. In my young adult years, like when I was first married, I went only because I had a few problems. And even then, I guess I picked the wrong dentist because he made it a very unpleasant experience.

That just added to my list of reasons to stay away. Oddly enough, I never have any problems like toothaches etc. But even I know that I have to stop this silliness and GET TO THE DENTIST!! So today is the day. I have an appointment for 4 this afternoon. And now that I have added this into my blog, I can't back out. Well, its time to putter around the house and think about my appointment. I will come back with good news OR bad news. Lets hope for the best.

My Summer started today

Hello Nice People,

Another Icon of our time....gone! Ed's early years were familiar to me when he used to hawk kitchen gadgets and pots and pans on the Atlantic City Boardwalk. Remember the guys that would slice and dice the vegetables, juice the juicers and give everyone in the front row a free knife. And of course the two young teens in the front, me and Caroline could recite the whole act word for word, we saw it so many times. Goodbye Ed McMahon, Rest in Peace.

Today was the first day of MY Summer. Yep, the last day of school was yesterday. Its great to look outside and there is no big ole school bus taking up space and blocking the view. I parked 2632 in the back lot and didn't even look back. There actually was a time when I got a tear in my eye leaving my bus behind for a few months. That was 32 years ago. September, I start my 33rd year behind the wheel.

Here's my little Grandson, Anthony. His other Grandpop just moved from Jersey to Missouri. He invited Anthony out to visit with him. Ant flew out of Philadelphia this morning and had a layover in Chicago til 5:30 this afternoon. He should be just about getting in to Springfield Airport. Hap, the Grandpop bought some sort of a farm in a place called Halfway, Missouri. He is planning on raising Cattle in this winter of his life. So that is where Anthony is tonite. So Donna and Cliff, or Sugar, if you see him, say "Hello".....he's a good little kid.

I Am Just Thinking

Hello Nice People,
I AM JUST THINKING:
1. The first day of Summer, coming up on June 21st, is also when
the days start to get shorter. I hate when that happens.
2. I have one week and one day til the end of school.
3. What is the big deal with this switch to Digital TV. They have talked
about it for a year. Today was the big day and I don't see any
difference.
4. Chasity Bono is going to become a man. Give me a break.
5. Sara Palin and David Letterman........Shut up, both of you.
6. Hubby is going fishing tomorrow......all day.....Yippee!!!!!!!
7. I wish Carole, my girlfriend, would make amends with her
daughters. I worry about them.
8. I hope Michael Vick never gets a job.
9. Should I spend money on new curtains or go up in the attic and find
a perfectly good pair and reuse them. Hmmmmmm
10. Should I consider this a blog entry or delete it?
Have a nice day.

Jury finds Trooper Higbee not guilty of vehicular homicide

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The Thrill of Blogging

Hello Nice People,
Donna from Just Me talks about a subject in the New York Times: When the thrill of Blogging is Gone.
"According to a 2008 survey by Technorati, which runs a search engine for blogs, only 7.4 million out of the 133 million blogs the company tracks had been updated in the past 120 days. That translates to 95 percent of blogs being essentially abandoned. When surfing through blogs, it seems there are many that haven't been touched in months and sometimes a few years. I have seen people here in my little world who have dissappeared, never to be heard from again. Whatever happened to Christine from My Struggling Life? It makes one wonder if they are alright or is it just a case of a crashed computer. Finding time for THIS blog is sometimes a chore. At times it gets to be a JOB. If I don't get to it for a few weeks, I begin to worry about it. And who needs more worries?

When I got my first computer, I spent a great deal of time in the Crochet Chat Room. I got to know a lot of nice people. We even had a meetup at Hershey Park. Then my interest started to wain and I eventually abandoned the chat room. Now I don't even Email my family and friends. Its easier to pick up the phone and talk to them. I have thought of abandoning this blog at times, especially when there is absolutely nothing new in a lowly bus drivers life. But I DO enjoy reading blogs and especially the little group that I follow.

Well, thats not always true, sometimes I just spend way too much time on this blogging stuff. And I have always kept my blogging away from my family. But the Grandson, Nick, is just too clever and he found it. So now I have to keep it kind of generic. I will stay around awhile. As long as I don't bore too many people to death. When I do, I hope someone will let me know.