Monday, December 31, 2018

Night Music ~ 2CELLOS - Thunderstruck [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

Monday Poem

The Ladies Who Lunch


The ladies have assembled around their luncheon table.
Harriet, Margaret, Susie and Mabel.

One by one they came to eat
to chat and visit – again to meet.

Smiles, laughs, greetings galore
friendship, love and purses on the floor.

They talk and share and order their lunch
You can tell they are a most friendly bunch

Getting together once a week
this gathering is not for the meek.

Their salads come and their forks they deploy
you can tell this is a luncheon they will enjoy.

They catch up on all the news
Sharing with one another their views.

No gossip here – they are not that type
But occasionally you will hear a gripe.

About a husband , son or some other man
Someone who should be hit over the head with a pan.

But – they are really too sweet, gentle and neat
And lunch is soon over – finished, complete.

Napkins are used and the bill is split
The ladies who lunch are ready to quit.

Hugs and kisses all around
Purses are picked up from the ground.

They are soon off to their afternoon pleasures
This is a luncheon that they will treasure.

The ladies have met once again for lunch
A most friendly, congenial , wonderful bunch.


Sunday, December 30, 2018

Night Music ~ For All the Cows

Apiarian


"Were I to be the founder of a new sect,
I would call them Apiarians, and, after the example of the bee,
advise them to extract the honey of every sect."  

- Thomas Jefferson


Destroying species is like tearing pages out of an unread book,
written in a language humans hardly know how to read,
about the place where they live.
-Holmes Rolston III, professor of philosophy


Patriotism is when love of your own people comes first;
nationalism, when hate for people other than your own comes first.
-Charles de Gaulle, French president


Every man is guilty of all the good he didn't do.
-Voltaire, philosopher


"Let us remember that, as much has been given us,
much will be expected from us, and that true homage
comes from the heart as well as from the lips,
and shows itself in deeds."
~Theodore Roosevelt (1858-1919)


"If you know the enemy and know yourself
you need not fear the results of a hundred battles."
--Sun Tzu


The best theology is probably no theology; just love one another.
-Charles Schulz, cartoonist  



"Dear old world," she murmured, "you are very lovely,
and I am glad to be alive in you."
~Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942


Use only that which works and take it from any place you can find it. -Bruce Lee, martial artist and actor





Friday, December 28, 2018

Night Music ~ . Pops Roundup (Medley of TV Themes) - Boston Pops - Fiedler

Found For Friday

 One day Glen had a rather serious heart attack.  Fortunately he was rushed unconscious to the hospital, where he was treated immediately.  The attending cardiologists agreed that his chances at a full recovery were very good, and he was taken, still unconscious, to the cardiac intensive care unit to begin his recovery.

The next morning he awakened, quite groggy, but feeling much better.  He had an oxygen mask over his face, and all kinds of IV tubes in his arms.
Just as he woke up, a lovely young student nurse entered his room and proceeded to give him a sponge bath.
“Nurse,” said Glen, “tell me:  are my testicles black?”
“Oh, sir!” blushed the young lady.  “I’m just beginning as a student nurse, and I’m only allowed to wash your torso and your feet.  I certainly can’t examine your private parts!”
Glen took as deep a breath as he was able to manage, and said, “PLEASE TELL ME!  Are my TESTICLES BLACK?”
The student nurse was even more embarrassed.  But she raised the covers, lifted his male member, looked very carefully, and reported, “Well, sir, everything looks just fine to me…”
Glen ripped the mask from his face and enunciated as clearly as he could, “Young lady!  ARE—MY—TEST—RE—SULTS—BACK???”




You can tune a piano, but you can't tuna fish.



When fish are in schools, they sometimes take debate.


What do snowmen eat for breakfast?

Snowflakes


What is the difference between snowmen and snow-women?

Snowballs.


What do you get when you cross a snowman and a vampire?
Frostbite.


There are no divorce courts at the North Pole, so when Santa and his wife wanted to split up they got a semicolon.

They're great for separating independent Clauses.


Forget the past: you can't change it.

Forget the present: I didn't get you one.


A dentist and a manicurist married. They fought tooth and nail.


Those who get too big for their pants will be exposed in the end.

The the longest two-word sentence in English is "I do."


A cross-eyed teacher lost her job because she couldn't control her pupils.



A soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray
is now a seasoned veteran.


Velcro! What a rip off!



The man blotting his wet shoes with newspapers, explained,
"These are The Times that dry men's soles."


Shotgun wedding: A case of wife or death.


He used to work in a blanket factory, but it folded.


A hangover is the wrath of grapes.



Is a book on voyeurism a peeping tome?


When you dream in color, it's a pigment of your imagination.


You feel stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.




He had a photographic memory that was never developed.


The short fortuneteller who escaped from prison
was a small medium at large.


Thursday, December 27, 2018

Night Music~ A Cellist's Nightmare - The Piano Guys "Rockelbel's Canon"

Throwback Thursday

This table is what I call the "Sana (sp) Thyer table.  My grandparents were wonderful people. There was a person who fell on hard times and because she did not have much money they were able help her sell enough of her antiques so she would be able to be in a home where she would have care.
This table was in their home and eventually it came to me. My Uncle Dave Peterson fixed one of the wooden pieces which the dog chewed. There is a crack on the marble top and there is always dust. 
But I do love it.



Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Night Music -Darlene Love performs 'Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)'

The Queen's Message ~ 2018

Todd on Tuesday

 Todd didn't get many pictures this week - We had visitors and so don't have a great pictures. But we do like the ones we got.

“The world would be a nicer place if everyone had the ability to love as unconditionally as a dog.”

– M.K. Clinton




“You know, a dog can snap you out of any kind of bad mood that you’re in faster than you can think of.”

– Jill Abramson



Before you get a dog, you can’t quite imagine what living with one might be like; afterward, you can’t imagine living any other way.”

– Caroline Knapp

Monday, December 24, 2018

Night Music ~ Spinal Tap - Christmas with the devil (Return of Spinal Tap Movie version)

My Christmas Card... Monday Poem


Christmas Thoughts


I wrote this is 1978. Not great poetry but I wanted to share.

Christmas - 1978


If all my friends would listen
                        to what I have to say..
If they would lend an ear to me
                        on this bright Christmas Day.
They’d learn my wish for each of them
                        for Christian - Moslem - Jew
A wish that comes straight from my heart
                       for me - for mine - for you

To wish for everyone to know
                       that Christmas is for all
For each and every person who lives
                       upon this ball!
It’s a time to stop - and clasp our hands
                       in love.
That’s the real Christmas message
                        sent to us from above

For God is one and One is One
                       if on this we can agree
Then truly this would be our
                       world harmonious and free.
You see - God is Love
                       and we are His.
And that’s the Holy Truth!

Yes- Christmas is for everyone
                       to love and hope and feel
Not just a day for giving gifts
                       and every that big meal.
It’s not a day just for Christians
                        to meet and celebrate

It is a day for everyone
                        to love - and end all hate.

                                           Jay Cole Simser

                                            December 1, 1978