One night, Obama is tossing restlessly in his White House bed. He awakens to see George Washington standing by him. Barak asks him, “George, what’s the best thing I can do to help the country?”

“Set an honest and honorable example, just as I did,” Washington advises, then fades away.

The next night, Obama is astir again, and sees the ghost of Thomas Jefferson moving through the darkened bedroom.Obama calls out, “Tom, please! What is the best thing I could do to help the country?”

“Respect the Constitution, like I did,” Jefferson advises, and dims from sight.

Barack still isn’t sleeping well the third night when he sees yet another figure moving in the shadows. It is Abraham Lincoln’s ghost. “Abe, what is the best thing I can do right now, to help the country?” Obama pleads.

Abe replies, “Go see a play.”

And NO, I’m not advocating any harm whatsoever to the man/child!  So cool yer jets!

Shared by Mr Ol’ Broad.

Old People are easy to spot at sporting events; during the playing of the National Anthem. Old People remove their caps and stand at attention and sing without embarrassment. They know the words and believe in them.

Old People remember World War II, Pearl Harbor, Guadalcanal, Normandy and Hitler. They remember the Atomic Age, the Korean War, The Cold War, the Jet Age and the Moon Landing. They remember the 50 plus Peacekeeping Missions from 1945 to 2005, not to mention Vietnam .

If you bump into an Old People on the sidewalk he will apologize. If you pass an Old Person on the street, he will nod or tip his cap to a lady. Old People trust strangers and are courtly to women.

Old People hold the door for the next person and always, when walking, make certain the lady is on the inside for protection.

Old People get embarrassed if someone curses in front of women and children and they don’t like any filth or dirty language on TV or in movies.

Old People have moral courage and personal integrity. They seldom brag unless it’s about their children or grandchildren.

It’s the Old People who know our great country is protected, not by politicians, but by the young men and women in the military serving their country.

This country needs Old People with their work ethic, sense of responsibility, pride in their country and decent values.

We need them now more than ever.

Thank God for Old People!
I was taught to respect my elders. It’s just getting harder to find them.

Shared by Sharon.

Luckily, I missed a lot of the nasty stuff that went on earlier.  The roads were clear by the time I got to movin’ south.  I saw at least 3 cars overturned in the median, a couple of semis had done a tango and both lost, one was ripped in half, and boxes were scattered all over the place, the other, upside down…in the median, and a couple of trailer (of the camping type) were also in unnatural positions….in the median.  Now, using my powers of deductions, I surmise all those who ended up in the median, were going way to fast while trying to pass another vehicle, whose driver was using a reasonable amount of common sense!

The farther south I drove, the more I was feeling like garbage, but no way was I going to spend another night away from home!  I am very ready to sleep in my own bed, with my cats trapping me so I can’t move.  Sounds rather ridiculous, doesn’t it.  Heh.  Evidently, they missed me!  Well, the boys did at any rate.  The princess,aka Tazz, could care less.  You know how those older female felines get….attitudinal!

I’m thinking, next year…. the Drinking Right Christmas party should be held in a much warmer clime?  sigh..  Yeah…I know, not gonna happen!  Well, I can dream, can’t I? 

So now, I gotta figure out what kind of nasty cold type meds we have around here, that would actually work.  Chris said Vick’s Sinex has been working for her, but since we don’t have any….  I did come across some Alka-Seltzer sinus stuff, in horse pill form.  So far, it ain’t helping.  sigh…

Happy to spend time with good friends, and happy to get myself home.  And to Chris, Jamie, and Alex….thanks…. I needed that! 

1934 Montgomery Ward Christmas Catalog

Some things, I am extremely grateful we do NOT have to deal with anymore!

Live chickens? Seriously? And I don’t even wanna know how you iron with gas.

In case there is something you just can’t live without….here’s the order form for ya!

So, Chris and I set out for Papa’s Social Club in Milwaukee. There have been a LOT of changes to the freeways, and I’m rather impressed. No doubt, the next time I come up here, they will be redoing the whole shebang….again. Cuz, y’know….that’s what gubmints do….they fix things that ain’t broke, and tinker to the point that….well…y’all know.

It was a wee bit windy, but honestly, it wasn’t THAT windy. Heh.  Naturally, to me, it was quite chilly.  But you know these Yankee types are….they consider anything above freezing (32 degrees) balmy.  Imagine the amusement they got out of my red fox jacket… hey….I was cold!  However, sitting outside in the sun a couple of time, it really wasn’t too bad….till the the wind blew…and then, Chris AND AB commented on the chill. 

Some of my favorite folks showed up.  And a couple are sick, so didn’t show.    Left to right…Kevin, AB, Sam, Fred, Tammy, Chad…ok…yeah, we let him live…and Dan, who got a $10 donation for his campaign.  I got a bumper sticker.  Yup…I’m gonna put a “Stand With Walker” bumper sticker on my Tennessee truck!  No, Mr Ol’ Broad….not on the bumper.  I can tape it in the back window.

And what do you do in a social club?  Why, you socialize, of course.  DUH!  L to R… Chris, Cindy, some guy with his back showing, Dan, Ric, and Ric’s dad.

Once again, I am abused by Cindy and Chris.  It’s become such a habit, I don’t even remember what it was this time.  *snicker*

And of course, we have my favorite Badger hugging buddy, Patrick.  You can see how much he likes having his picture taken. Lookin’ so good hon!! 

I’m not sure why I didn’t take more pictures, but if I come across some that others too, I’ll add ‘em.  Steve was also in attendance, but for some reason, I didn’t get a picture of several folks.  He and a lady named Mary are the only ones I can think of right now, although, someone said Dad29 was there, but I wouldn’t swear to it since I’ve never met him.  And where the blazes is Frank???  Couldn’t have sworn I got a shot of him.  sigh….  Oh yeah… Wiggy was there too.

Along with getting together with some terrific folks, there were also donations for our troops that Chris will send to her son, who will share with others in his unit, and maybe other units as well.  There is a LOT of stuff to pack into boxes for shipping.  I think I’ll volunteer to help her get some of it packed.  Can’t do ALL of it, cuz…well, the Mr expects me to be home sometime before the end of the year.    Yup…LOTS of stuff!

Sadly, Chris hadn’t been feeling too well all day, and she starting feeling even worse.    So we left before most of the others.  Poor baby seems to have contracted the creeping crud that seems to be going around up here.  (uh oh…praying I don’t get it too…but I won’t be gettin’ too close…. Heh!)

I really love coming up here and spending time with Chris and her family.  Good people, and they haven’t dug a hole in the back yard to bury me yet, so I guess all is well.  LOL

Am I watching the Iowa results?  Oh HELL no!  I am, however taking a peek online now and then.  To say I’m dismayed at the results so far, is an understatement!  Seeing Paul at the top of the heap is definitely a head scratcher.  Have those people lost their ever lovin’ minds?  Oh, that’s right!  ANYONE can register and vote in the caucus, which to me, makes NO sense at all.  In the long run, it doesn’t mean a flippin’ thing, but you know there are people who will take a Ron Paul win seriously.    *shakes head*  Well, we know that the Dems would love Ron Paul to end up as the nominee, but thankfully, other states have reasonable rules, and it’s the primaries that count more than this shindig tonight…..THANKFULLY!

This is an ironic juxtaposition of events.

One event involves a meaningless ritual in which we look to an insignificant creature of little intelligence for prognostication.

The other event involves a groundhog.

Shared by Dr D.

Well, this morning, he evidently was tossing it around in my bathroom. Yup….Mr Possum went in, and it was toes up for him.

They say cats don’t have facial expressions? I beg to differ!  The look on that cat’s face was priceless!  LOL

(And yes, the pictures are a bit fuzzy.  Kind of hard to get a clear shot when you are chuckling.  )

Shared by Jerry.

As you might know, I was having issues with my laptop and my phone, the piece of crap Android X. Well, since I had to go see Dr Dimples on Thursday, in Jackson, for another follow up, I figured I might as well try to get everything done while I was in Jackson. Since Jackson is between and hour and 15 minutes, to an hour and a half, when we go over there, it just make sense to do all ya can instead of making multiple trips. Granted, gas prices have gone down a bit, but I see them creeping back up, so why waste both time and gas doing a back and forth for up to 3 hours each time, right? Yep, made sense to me too.

So, I get to Jackson and head straight to Best Buy, which is where I was foolish enough to purchase the contraption. I stand in line, watching the clock tick. My doc’s appointment is for 2:15. I actually got there in plenty of time, sorta, to explain the problem, and drop it off. Well, the dude behind the counter, contrary to his appearance, had to be in the 90 to 95 year range. No one in their 20s could move that slow intentionally, could they?

When it finally got to be my turn, all the while looking at my watch, I explained to him the problems I was having, and asked to drop it off, and come back. At this point, I had about 12 minutes to make it to the doc’s. He informed me that it would take at least 15 minutes to check it in. Why? I give him my name and other pertinent information, leave the computer, go to my appointment, come back afterwards, and go from there. Nope! He informs me they have to input a bunch of info into the computer, have me sign a variety of papers, and only then, can he take my computer. Seriously? Has business gotten so bad, that they have to make it a major ordeal to get anything fixed? Evidently. So, me being me, I said forget it, I’ll come back. I don’t have time for you to pussy foot around. Naturally, I walk out the store, grumbling, out loud of course, said to the greeter/security/info type guy, “I don’t know why the hell anyone does business with this store, if they go out of their way to make your life a bit more complicated!” He just smiled. Smart dude! Under normal circumstances, I have a lot more patience with young idjits. They can’t help it if they are raised as a generations of slackers. NOT all, mind you, but a great many of them who work in the customer service/retail business are a real pain in the hinder! That tech dude was one of ‘em.

So, I take my uncooperative computer, get it under the backseat as best I can, and make it to my doc’s office with a full 60 seconds to spare. Naturally, you always have to wait a bit, but this guy is pretty good at getting you in quite close to your appointed time. I only had to wait 5 minutes. The report? I’m doing pretty good, and there are days I am absolutely going to hate him. His words. Heh. He also informed me that at my next appointment, they will be taking xrays of both knees. Ya see….lucky me, will likely have to have the right knee done next year, AFTER he is satisfied with the progress of the left one. I glared at him. Told him as much as I like him, I am not going to be happy having to go through all this again. He said, “Nope, you’re not, but the alternative isn’t too enjoyable either.” He’s got a point there. I asked questions, he answered, I got him to laugh. Seems to be a talent I have. This is how I know he has dimples. Heh. My friend told me she wasn’t aware he had those pits in his cheeks. Told her she had to get him to smile to see ‘em. “How do you do that?” “Be your same wisenheimer self.” “Oh.” *shakes head* So, I don’t have to go back till February, and I don’t have to do the exercises everyday. Well, yes I do, actually. That’s when I do my daily Bible readings. A minimum of 3 miles on the torture bike to nowhere. Sometimes a lot more. Depends on the size of the chapters assigned. But always, at LEAST 3 miles.

Oh yeah, and one other bright spot. They are no longer going to be accepting my insurance. Evidently, I’m not the only one who has been left out in the cold by this particular company. Oh joy. Well, they didn’t pay dick for this whole experience anyway. It was ALL out of pocket. He did say not to worry, they’d work something out. I like him, so ok, we will deal when the time comes. sigh…

Ok, after the joyous news, I head back to Best Buy. Thankfully, there was someone else at the Geek counter, a guy who actually had a personality, and could at least treat me like a human being, and not a burden on his time. Unfortunately, I had failed to bring along the power cord, assuming that a company such as Best Buy would have power cords for every make and model that they sold in their store. Pfft! That’s what I get for assuming. Thinking that a company is prepared for every eventuality is just down right silly in this day and age! grrrr So, of course, I had to dish out 70 something plus a LOT of tax, to purchase a power cord. I guess the Mr can put it to good use and leave it in his computer case so he doesn’t have to unplug his all the time when he/we go someplace. So, now, between the 2 of us, we have 5 power cords for 2 laptops. One is out in his man cave, don’cha know.

So, evidently, the issues I was having with the direction keys was not something they could fix in the time I was there. We did the check in process, which, by the way, only took five minutes! NOT 15! (the dorkus dude spent more time pissing me off than it would have actually taken him to let me leave it with them) No virus was found, so he said it might be a dormant one that doesn’t show up on the scan. They’ll need to keep it for at least 3 days, leaving it running the whole time, hence the need for the power cord. sigh… So, I will call them this afternoon, or tomorrow morning, and find out what’s going on, did they fix it, are they going to replace it, and can I come get it. Not that it’s bothered me that much not to have a computer at the ready. You’d be surprised at how much I’ve actually gotten done. I made a total disaster out of the breakfast nook! Heh. Hey, wrapping presents is a serious enterprise, and messes will be made.

Leaving Best Buy, I head a block down to the Verizon store. A company store, and not a privately owned place that will give you major attitude of the snotty, “I’m better than you and you’re stupid attitude”, like the one over in Savannah. I checked in…you actually have to do that over there…and within five minutes, they called my name, and we started the process of finding out just how bad a piece of crap that Android really was. Ok, so they take it back, put it on a charger. I wait. I wait. And wait. And wait some more. After an hour and a half, I was pretty tired of waiting, so I asked the check in dude what was going on and why was it taking so long. He went and found the manager, and I explained to him I had been waiting an hour and a half. He looked perplexed, probably for my benefit, making me believe he actually gave a happy crap. So, he went to find out why it was taking so long. Apparently, they had been trying to charge the piece of garbage, and it was not being cooperative. Shoot, I could have saved us all time, and told them that! SO….a very nice young fellow took over, and said I had two options: I could either leave that one there, and they would ship me a new one, or we could find another phone to replace the paper weight my phone had become. Well, after being there that long, I was in no mood to have them ship me another piece of garbage Droid X!

Naturally, during this ridiculous wait, I had been snooping around, and one particular phone had caught my eye. An LG something or other. Has a slide out keyboard, plus a touch screen keyboard. It was smaller than the Droid and does basically everything the paper weight did BEFORE they did the “upgrade” on it. The young man, Adam, said they had had a LOT of those upgraded paper weights come into the store. Some, they could fix with a hard reboot, some they could not.

So, we started discussing my options, and there was no way I wanted another expensive paper weight, so we started discussing the LG. After another hour of him messing with the computer, pulling up my account, making sure I was ‘eligible’ for all the wonderful discounts they were offering at this time, with the rebate, the waiving of the activation fee, and having the phone turn out free, plus the monthly bill would be lower, among a number of other things, I FINALLY walked out with new phone in hand.

Now, I am not exactly pleased that this one sucks batteries like the other one, but I’m consider buying a couple of spare batteries to have on hand. Someone mention an external battery charger? I’ll have to check into that. Of course, the problem might be I have been playing with the silly thing, trying to figure stuff out, and texting and getting on FB a lot, since I don’t have a computer, and THAT might be why it’s using up battery?

I finally made it home close to 8pm. I wanna tell ya, I really hate driving in the dark these days. I mean…seriously…it’s VERY dark in the Podunks of TN. BUT, one plus, there were a lot of really cool Christmas lights on a LOT of houses on my drive back. Quite enjoyable, which of course made me wonder….how much is THEIR electric bill gonna be? Heh.

Yep, I’ve gotten a lot done around here, but as usual, have forgotten that last load of laundry…one in the dryer, and one in the washing machine. sigh… Reckon I’ll have to start those all over. Well, at least rewash the jeans that got left in the washer. But hey….what the heck. I got ALL the Christmas stuff wrapped and ready to tote to Texas next week. Ain’cha proud of me? And hopefully, tomorrow, I will be back to normal, whatever that means. Being domesticated is hard work!!

Ok, so I thought it was funny

Shared by Sue.