GHOSTS

Hello Nice People,

Now, do I believe in GHOSTS ?

Sometimes yes, and sometimes no. But somewhere, I once read or heard that SPIRITS have been known to show there presence by interfering with the telephone. The telephone of all things. And I have believed THAT for many years. Fourteen years ago, when my father passed away, I needed some paperwork from his doctor. The day after his death, I called and spoke to the receptionist. "I need these papers for John Roche." It was at this point that we both heard, through the phone, a squeeky, very high pitched voice that said "John Roche? Who's John Roche!? And again, John Roche? Who's John Roche!? I remember taking the phone from my ear and l0oking at it. What the heck was that? I asked the girl on the other end. "It wasn't anyone here, it must have been on your end," she said. "Noo, I 'm here by myself," I said. "I think I better call you back" Well, I thought about that, and I have eversince felt it was my Poor ole Pa making his presence known.

Later, there was another time when my neice and I were discussing the death of a relative when we suddenly got a high pitched squeal sound that was impossible to talk over.

This brings me to the present. Yesterday, Joyce and I were discussing the very recent death of her son-in-law, and the details at the hospital before he died. Unfortunatly, he died from lung cancer as the result of a lifetime of heavy, heavy smoking. I guess we put to much blame on the deceased, because it was at that point that both of our phones went DEAD. Even the light went out on my phone. Stone cold dead, not a sound from it. I waited for Joyce to call me back. When she did, she said her phone also was stone cold dead. Weee ooooo, weeeeooooo!!!!

What do ya think, could it have been........A GHOST??????

Hello Nice People,

Again, I am on my little laptop because Hubby is hogging my desktop playing cards. Annnd, I have very few pictures loaded on here, so here are two of Riley on the front porch with a visiting Opossum. They are great friends. I am watching with one eye, while I type, the Presidents 100 day news conference. Someone asked him about abortion and he went on for 4 minutes but never did answer the question. Politicians!!!

Swine Flu?? Am I missing something here? Is this a little overboard, or is it really the end of the world as we know it?

THIS IS THE FLU!!!!!! People get the flu all the time. 36,000 people die from the flu every year. (So I have read) The flu runs its course, sore throat, sniffles, aches and pains and a temperature, and then it goes away. Or the media finds something else to talk about. Whichever comes first. Oh well, I could use some time off from school to clean the house.

Hello Nice People

That's just Riley over there. He's kind of a nomad, a vagabond. Someone moved away from the street in back of us about 10 years ago and left this nice orange cat to fend for himself. He waited on the front porch for a few years until he finally gave up. I have been taking care of him eversince. He comes inside for a short time and then he's off again. The lady next door took him in and shared in his care for a few years. She enjoyed his company until she passed away in October. Poor Riley, now he sits on HER porch, waiting for her to come back. He's a good cat.

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Talkatchalater

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Not too much happening today. Rain, rain and more rain. It 's been raining since Sunday night. I'm off from work all this week and I haven't been out of the house since church on Sunday. But it hasn't been a total loss. I cleaned some drawers. Threw away clothes that are getting shabby. Cleaned the silverware drawer, and spent at least part of the time just playing on the computer. Let's see, I watched The View, watched Oprah, watched Ellen and Tyra, and saw every piece of news about the untimely death of Harry Kalas. What happened to the Octomom? She would have been good for a couple hours of mindless TV viewing. Hey, and I even cleaned up my blog. I added some pictures. Those little darlings up there are my Grandsons. Thats Nick (13) and Angelo (12) and Anthony (10). Well, now the weather channel is on and they are predicting clearing late tonight and a nice tomorrow. Yes, yes, and yes!!!! Everyone have a nice evening and I think I am going to wash the dog.

Another entry already

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Good job USA! Something to make us feel proud. We watched Fox news yesterday about the rescue of the ship Captain while we ate Easter dinner.

I am off from work for a whole week. What a great feeling when you know you don't have to get up for work tomorrow. Not that I am a sleeper. Up at 5 AM. I love the morning when it is all mine. We have some things planned this week to catch up around the house like painting. We are off to Home Depot in a few minutes to pick out paint. Uh oh!!! I guess that is delayed for an hour cuz Hubby just said," I think we DO have a mouse cuz I just heard scratching behind the dishwasher." I have been telling him I hear scratching up in the attic during the night. But he says "Nah, its branches rubbing on the roof." If there is a mouse or mice in the attic, I guess we have to get rid of him or he will be peeing all over the insulation. And there are afghans up there and winter clothes. Oh yeh, since I am off from work, I plan to clean up my blog. Get rid of those horrible colors. Off to Home Depot!!!!

Talkatchalater,

Easters Past

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Shiver, shiver, shiver.......what a cold and rainy nasty day. And for the day before Easter too. But I think we forget as the days pass, that it is usually chilly in early April. I remember Easters that were snowy. Easter as a kid, was always spent on the Boardwalk. One dollar was all that was needed to enjoy a few hours of rides and junkfood. Of course, it would be in a frilly nylon dress and white patent leather shoes. As we got a little older, the frilly dress was replaced with slacks and little flat shoes. That was in the sixties when Easter on the boards was the perfect place to meet "boys." Living in a Tourist area, always was the BEST.

But 14 years ago on April 12, I lost my father. That was in 1995. Poor ole Pa, as I called him. He was 87 when he died. Actually, he was in good health and still working every day. He said he wanted to work right into the millenium. Unfortunately, he didn't make it. It was a couple of thugs that cut his working life short by mugging him in his parking garage booth where he worked. It was all downhill after that. He tried to go back, but only made it for a few more weeks. And then his health began to fail. Poor ole Pa, he was a good man. Never drove a car, never smoked a cigarette or drank. I used to pass him on the avenue, when I was on the bus coming home from grade school. He would be walking, on his way in town to work, and I could see his lips moving as he walked. Only I and he knew that he was saying his Rosary as he walked.

In those last few days of his life, he lapsed into a deep sleep that the visiting nurse said was near to the end. Of course, we called the Priest, and as he was giving Pa his Last Rites, he woke up. "Whats the Priest doing here?" he asked. "Oh, well Pa, tomorrow is Palm Sunday so he just came to visit." "Well, I could go for a good cup of coffee." And so he did. Pa sat out on the sunporch, with his cup of coffee and did his last crossword puzzle. And I still have that puzzle. When he was tired enough, he went back to his bed and never got up. Three days later, he passed away. That was 14 years ago on April 12. Poor ole Pa, he never bothered anybody.

Oh No,!! Not Again.

Hello Nice People,

Thanx Joyce for this tag. I am on my laptop and don't have much in files, so Joyces Tag came in handy.

Thank God its Friday. It was a horrendous week at work. What is the absolute worse that a school bus driver can do? Get into an accident? NOPE! Yell at some little munchkin? NOPE! Come on, we see it on the news all the time. Yep, thats it......Leave a kid on the bus. And it happened two times this week. And, it was TWO different drivers. So we all paid our dues attending mandatory meetings to assure that it doesn't happen again. Since this became a problem some years back, every bus is equipped with a button in the back that has to be pushed before you can shut the bus down. This forces the driver to walk to the back of the bus or else the horn will blow and the lights will flash. Did that solve the problem? No it did not. So, they added a form that has to be checked with the time that you pushed the button, and turned in every Friday. So what happened? Two drivers leave kids on the bus. Two nice, good people. Unfortunately, they are two nice, good, unemployed people. I just want to slap them and say what the he-- is wrong with you? Not only did you endanger two kids, but now you don't have a job! And we better all get down on our knees and thank the Good Lord that nothing happened to those two kids.

So here is the new ritual:

#1 Go to the back of the bus and push the BS button.

#2 Write on the form the time that you pushed the button

and initial it.

#3 Call base on the radio and say:

"2630 to base, I have unloaded my last kid in AC.

I have done a walk thru, checked under the seats.

There are no children on the bus."

THEN and only then can you continue on and shut off the bus

when you get home.

I hope this works.

Talkatchalater,