Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
Again this year, our family put together gift bags for those in Marwood Nursing Facility who have no family. Thanks to my family, and with a special donation from my daughter-in-laws parents, who are also friends, we were able to deliver 86 bags! Everyone this year who had no one, received a special gift bag on Christmas morning! What a blessing it is to continue this 20+ year tradition. Marwood looks forward to our call every year, all of us, this is what Christmas is all about.
My grand daughters Tara and Kiley and myself.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Now on to more serious business. I would really like to address women and wearing pajamas in public. You've seen them, they drop their kids off in school wearing them, they go to the post office, the store, anywhere their errands may take them. So here are a few questions my sister and I would like to have the answers to. If you wear yours in public, sorry if I offend!
1. Do you wear the same pj's during the day that you wore to bed last night?
2. If so, do you wash and put on clean underwear? (If not, Ewwww!)
3. If so, when you do the previous, is it really that difficult to just put on some pants?
4. Is the bed you climbed out of clean?
5. What is the proper foot attire with pajamas? Tennies, boots, bedroom slippers? I haven't seen heels though, How do you decide?
6. When did it become stylish to don your nightwear in public!? What's next, negligees?
7. Have you ever looked at the bottom of your pajamas? Do you notice the dirt that has adhered to them?
8. If you keep them on all day, do you change them before you go to bed? Or is that when you put on your jeans? Or do you just go to bed naked and save them for the next morning?
9.How do you differentiate between daytime and night time pajamas? Do you wear your raggy ones to bed then switch to errand pajamas when going out of your house? Or do you wear your good ones to bed and we the public get to view the raggy ones? I mean how are we supposed to know the difference?
10.Are you at all embarrassed to wear your pj's in public? If not, WHY!?
These are just some thoughts from an inquiring mind. In the mean time, I'll stick with wearing mine to bed.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Well guys, hold on to your hats...when all money was recounted our new grand total is:
It's not unusual for the final totals to change but this is just fantastic! And we haven't heard how much we are getting from Billy Boy's Diner yet. (Billy Boy's is a restaurant that donated 10% of meal totals from patrons who presented a coupon that was handed out at the Pawzaar. They saw an increase in business, and new patrons, we reaped the benefits.)
This is the highest amount we have ever made at any Pawzaar in it's 27 years. One year we did $16,000 but that was because a gentleman who always gave us $2000 at Xmas time gave it to us at the Pawzaar that year (of course we flipped out). But this $15,728.60 was all earned thru your hard work. The display was spectacular, we probably had the most stuff we've ever had and we had the hardest working, best people working in the world!
This will help buy lots of food, medicine, toys, spay and neuter of lot of little guys giving them that wonderful second chance at their new forever homes.
You guys are the best!
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
I'm a little late posting today, it was the first day of our humane society Pawzaar. Because of my shoulder, I have a sit down job, no lifting or working the registers or the floor. There were over 100 people lined up at the door this morning waiting for us to open! The flood gates opened, and I couldn't believe the sales in the first 2 hours. Over 3000. dollars! It will be interesting to see what the total was for the day.
Now, onto Furry Friends!
Hi from me, Chip! This is last years picture of me with Santa, and I can't believe how I've grown since then! And harrier, so Mom says, but I'm beautiful, I know that because she tells me enough. Tomorrow I get my new picture taken, and can't wait to see it, and to show all of you! I get to stay with her all day and get lots of pats on the head, and lots of comments on my sweet little face!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
I'm so frustrated. This is a dead end road. I'm stuck with this condition now, as we've gone as far as we can trying to get it treated. I don't know what else to do. To think of going through this forever is more than I can bare. To any who don't believe we need some kind of government health care, I say walk a mile in my shoes. Or the shoes of any who go without medical treatment because they have no insurance coverage and can't afford to get any. And for the blue collar workers who toiled their life away, because they couldn't afford to retire and lose what health benefits they had. (A friend of Ken's had to work into his 70's to care for his chronically ill wife because he would lose his health care when he retired. They were penniless when he did, because he had to purchase high premium insurance just to keep her alive.) There is no easy fix. My only hope is to move to Canada. Not an option.
I always said I would never take a political stand on this blog. And I'm sorry if I offend anyone. I hope I lose none of you as friends, but this is also a journal for me, and I'm really upset right now.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Hi! I'm Chip! I'm the only dog in this house who isn't a rescue. Mom bought me from a really neat family who breeds Pomeranians, but does so to maintain the integrity of my breed. I'll be 2 in March. I'm very pampered, Dad says spoiled is a word only used when someone is ruined. I'm not! I'm very much loved by Mom and Dad both, and will sit on any one's lap that I know I can trust, and that they will love me back. Or at least make me feel that way! I know I'm the king pin around here, at least to all my siblings except Lucy when she's sleeping. Then I tip toe around her son not to wake her up. When Mom says "coffee" or "brother" I know I'm going next door to Robyn's to visit. When Mom went to buy me, Robyn and Becky, her nieces went with her. All three ended up buying a puppy, so I have the privilege of being raised with my brothers! My favorite thing to eat is anything that anyone will feed me. Mom watches though to be sure I'm not getting anything I shouldn't have. Or she tries to anyway! Next week, I get to go with her again to the Pawzaar, to get my picture taken with Santa. I love all the attention I get, since she works the sale I get to stay with her for the day! So I'm sure my Santa picture will be here next week!
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Now Ken is gray, so am I, He's a little more plump, I still am, but I can honestly say that through the spats and disagreements, occasional money problems, and differences of opinion, we have grown accustomed to each other, and fit like an old shoe. Comfortable, yet a little more worn. We love each other, and that's what matters.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Hey it's Furry Friends Friday! Have a picture of your little friends you'd like to share? Just leave a comment so I can link you over!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
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Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
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Thursday, September 10, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
The man at the counter asked the older boy, "Son, how old are you?"
"Eight," the boy replied.
The man continued, "do you know what these are used for?"
The boy replied, "not exactly, but they aren't for me. They're for him. He's my brother. He's four. We saw on TV that if you use these you would be able to swim and ride a bike. Right now, he can't do either."
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Mitzi has also adjusted very well and loves to sleep in the kitchen sink. I don't know why...she must like the cool or something, all I know is she's just so dern cute!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
I looked so closely at the beetle that was walking around the side table, and was awestruck at her beauty. Every marking on her was so perfect, so symmetrical. Her colors were so vivid.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
I in turn would love to pass this on to my dear blog friends, who enrich my life daily. It's too hard to choose just a few, and I don't want to leave anyone out. So to all the authors of the blogs I follow, here's to you. Take this award and put it on your site. You deserve it. Thank-you all for making my life more fun, for the countless hours of entertainment you have brought me, and the long distance friendships that have seen me through the good and bad times. I love you all, and can't picture life without any of you. You are all so dear to me, God Bless All!!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
During the past year, we have lost several of our little animal family members. This week, my sweet little cockatiel passed on. I can't tell you how sad her passing was for Ken and I. Sassy was such a comical bird, who brought such a happy smile to every one's face. We got her several years ago, Mom's neighbor had found her in his driveway, just a baby then. I told him if he didn't find the owner, I would gladly take her, and that's how she came to live with us. The extent of Sassy's vocabulary was "Pretty Bird", and she could also crow, and whistle. Such a character, she loved to tease our border collie Bobby, who adored and protected and played with her. Sassy had not been feeling well, and would lay in the corner of the cage, as close to Bobby as she could get, his watchful eye not leaving her. I awoke Sunday morning to an empty cage. I asked Ken about her, and he told me she was upstairs in his office, he was holding her, said he didn't want her to die alone. Him and Bobby kept their vigil over her until she passed. Why do we do it? Why do we keep rescuing our little friends, knowing that one day we will lose them and experience the pain we dread? For love. To give our pets the love for the rest of their lives that they lacked in the beginning. To let them experience life in a home where they are protected, and so loved. To make sure that they are comfortable, healthy, and have a real family. From beginning, to end. I'm fortunate enough to have a husband that shares this love and compassion, not many spouses would put up with the endless menagerie of pets that have passed in and out of our doors. For that I am so grateful. Even for a little bird, dying alone was not an option for her. I so miss her cheerful voice, and Bobby is lost. But I can't say we regret having her in our hearts. Forever.