"I'm getting so old that all my friends in heaven will think I didn't make it." --Unknown
Good morning to y’all. I am hosting a blog writing party in the Coffeesmiths party room. Come on in folks and pull up a seat. Be sure to get some of that fine Coffeesmiths brew. This could be a long session. Anyone have to hit the bathroom before we get started. Hang on a minute, I think I have to....... Ah, that is a load off my mind. As you will notice, I am using a Toshiba 17” laptop with a cordless mouse. You may also notice that I have ear buds in my ears. Yep that is right, listening to my '60's tunes. Right now we are enjoying Ian & Sylvia rendition of “Four Strong Winds”. A nice gentle soothing song.
How is the weather in your area? It is kind of interesting around here. Spring is almost here but not quite. It is rainy, windy and chilly. Supposed to rain and storm most of the week I guess. What concerns me the most being Trashy Tuesday and all is the fate of my solid waste containers. You remember that today is pickup day on Hysteria Lane, right? We have all 3 neatly lined at the curb with the requisite 3 foot spacing in between. It's just this darn wind. I may have to put some type of anchors on them. You see they are all top heavy. I can envision a domino effect with the contents of the GARBY, YARDY and CURBY all mixed together in the middle of the street. I don't need the Garbage Gestapo on my doorstep ready to haul me off to the landfill for “community service”. Wouldn't be fun.
Speaking of the Solid Waste Agency, Hysteria Lane and all, the Hotties of Hysteria Lane are once again gathering for the weekly book reading. This no name book club has continued to evolve. What started as a 1 hour meeting with some fancy little snacks and special hot teas has now grown to 3 hours, a fancy noon meal and special “afternoon” beverages. As it gets warmer, will they dare to remove themselves outside so as to get some color back in their cheeks? Appearances are after all very important here on Hysteria Lane. Mistakenly last week I foolishly inquired as to how the meeting went to my current wife. As soon as the words left my lips I knew I had tread into an area that was off limits. Yep, I suffered a “brain cramp”. A “brain cramp” is very painful to me. You see I am usually sitting on it.
I hadn't thought too much about "brain cramps" lately. But now that I think about it, this would explain a lot of stupid things people do. A brain cramp is defined as "A stupid, perhaps embarrassing, mistake; commonly confused with brain-fart (which is an idea)." Now don't get Brain Cramp confused with Brain Fart which is defined commonly as "A sudden and involuntary (although depending on the source, not altogether unexpected) release of ignorance." You may also get it confused with Brainfartitis which we all know as "The sudden stop of brain functions in an extreme moment of need." I can't attest to which of these I succumbed to. I will let the Hotties review and set me straight.
The family celebrated Max, the black pug and Kinnick, the yellow labs birthdays Saturday evening. Boy, oh boy were they excited. Max is all of 8 and Kinnick is now 9 years old.
Naturally they hit the exercise yard while it was still light. Max's girlfriend was not home but there was another big dog there. He may become a two timer by the looks of things. He was cozying up pretty good with this new dog. Kinnick, well, he just isn't interested.
Daughter Jenny, the elder and favorite side-kick, Sven prepared our meal. It was great. Those two are getting good at this food stuff. Thanks a lot for that. Now don't get me wrong. Debby is no slouch herself.
We began planning our family outing for later in the summer. I believe we will be heading north around the Brainerd Minnesota area. Dates are being discussed. With 5 people, 4 of whom are really busy, open dates get a little hard to find. Looking forward to it though. In mid-May, Debby, Barney, Max and I will be attending the Milwaukee Pug Fest. What's that? Oh, you didn't know Milwaukee was famous for their Pug Fest. They offer more than brats, cheese and beer up there. It will be a long day. Getting all of the support gear for such an adventure takes some time. We will have a double stroller because they will most certainly get tired of walking. Then there are necessities like food, water, #2 bags (poop). Despite all of the upfront planning and logistics, I think they will really have a good time. Not so certain about Grandpops.
Here's your Billboard Top 10 for April 28, 1964
1. Can't Buy Me Love by the Beatles
2. Hello, Dolly by Louis Armstrong
3. Do Want to Know a Secret by the Beatles
4. Bits and Pieces by the Dave Clark Five
5. My Guy by Mary Wells
6. Don't Let the Rain Come Down (Crooked Little Man) by the Serendipity Singers
7. Twist and Shout by the Beatles
8. Suspicion by Terry Stafford
9. Dead Man's Curve by Jan & Dean
10. Ronnie by the 4 Seasons
One of my legions of readers sent me a note a while back regarding my curiosity with the way men and women button their shirts/blouses differently. Darlene explained that her mother told her (when I asked her) that men buttoned their own clothes. “Women of means” were dressed by maids, and because their clothes had many, many buttons on them, it was faster and easier to have the buttons on the other side. There now I know. I personally have never known a “woman of means” so who knew?
I hope you had fun today. Thanks for showing up and watching me type my blog. It was a hoot. My 64 ouncer is empty so we can close with The Animals singing “The House of the Rising Sun”!
Remember to enjoy your week until we see you again. TA!
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