I Am Pleased To Tell You That

I am pleased to inform you that my next door neighbor has recovered nicely from his knife wounds and is doing well. He is attached here to his girlfriend who likes to be called "Juicy" as her shirt proclaims she is of the "House of Juicy". She thinks I am hysterically funny. She has excellent taste.

Further, my neighbor has been promoted to Manager of the Technical Section of Office Depot. I, of course, offered him any help I could for the asking. I asked about college, and he said that he is considering ITT Tech for a degree in Criminal Justice. I am also tutoring the 12 year old across the street in multiplication and division, and her older sister in history and science. The universe (what if there's more than one verse?) does seem to listen to Mel, but I don't think the 14 year old is ready for the World according to Mel yet. Actually, we all are, I just shouldn't label it that way.

Does this mean I'm growing up? I sort of hope not. I want to be more free, like Skinny Little Sister.

Happy Thanksgiving

I am grateful for waking this morning, for the friends I have blogging, for the insights and inspiration I have received from blogging, and for lower gas prices. May you all have meaningful work this coming year and want for nothing. Happy Thanksgiving.

Still Here

As you may well imagine, things are a little crazed where I am lately. Most people are handling things OK, a little scared, needing some reassurance. A few are hysterical about the next Depression (we're having a deflation, the opposite of inflation, which is how we getaway with printing so much money). I'll be back as soon as I can. Have a great day!

Six thingies you mighta or mightnota known......

I was asked to do this meme by Mel, who is a truly warm and giving human being who came by one day from Skinny Little Blond's blog, a wonderful place to visit. Since she tagged me, I even stole the title from her.

Here are the Rules:

1. Link to the person who tagged you
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on his/her website

six non-important things/habits/quirks about me:

1. I NEVER, EVER do memes. I made an exception for Mel this one time.
2. I prefer to eat small things, like potato chips, in even numbers.
3. I have an irrational (not subject to reason) love of women living in Great Britain who either are or were red heads.
4. I was raised on meat and potatoes. I learned about vegetables and other food on my own.
5. I am a better cook than my wife, yet she cooks more than me. She's home more.
6. I love to drive small cars.

I'm not going to name anyone, but if you're a red head from Great Britain, or your name is Claudia, you should do this.

Peace

Amazing how the idea speaks for itself. Peace. An absence of War. We'd have a Peace Dividend, extra money to put into 'other things' like the crumbing infrastructure that surrounds us in the form of things like bridges and highways, research into preserving some of the animals that surround us that are so important, like the bee colonys that pollinate all the food that grows, oh, but why should I dream?

Please, tell me.

To Mel; Free At Last, Grace

You didn't get this from me, but Saturday night, Judy caved in, and Grace was set free. Grace was not immediately sure why she was being freed, and was very suspicious. Jake went nuts. He was suddenly NOT the TOTAL center of attention, and that was TOTALLY unacceptable.



He has attacked her quite a few times, causing her to laugh, and one time to hiss at him, sending him scampering. I mean, he weighs 2 pounds 13 oz., she weighs 9 pounds. It's not even close. On the other hand, he likes playing with her tail, and she seems to like this. She just flops her tail around and he chases it all over the place, while he chases it and wears himself out and she gets that cheshire cat look on her face. When he's worn out, we ALL get a break.



Grace turns out to be a real lady. She lets Jake follow her around, drive her crazy, sleep next to her, and attack her all the time until the middle of the night, last night.Something happened in the middle of the night, and somehow, he doesn't attack her as much anymore. He isn't quite perfect yet, but Grace has never made a sound. What a cat!

Jake and Grace were both adamant that I include the last picture, and write a short piece. Judy was asleep on the recliner while chased Grace's tail. So, I had the chance.



Earlier today, Madelyn Dunham, Barack Obama's grandmother died after a long bout of cancer. John McCain offered his condolences and both men were exceptional to each other.

I offer a prayer to G-d for Mrs.Dunham that he accept her quickly into his loving arms for eternity, that her family remember only the goodness and love from her life, and that he grant me the wisdom to learn and respect what I have learned from these people today. Thank you all, and for anything you would care to add.

Here's Someone You Can Help At Christmas

A Skinny Little Blonde, one of the truly best writers on the net has asked a favor of those that might help, but in a much more literary way. She has a long time friend who has a son who enlisted in the service of the United States. He won't be home for either Thanksgiving nor Christmas.

If you would care to send him a card and/or some cookies, or anything else from home, his address is:

SPC HENLINE, JOSHUA
HHT 1ST SQUADRON 3D ACR
Q-WEST BASE COMPLEX
APO AE 09351

I appreciate your consideration.