Friday, October 30, 2009

Being WILK’ed on the Radio

Luci and I were having our weekly talk and she said she liked a song she heard on the radio but didn’t know the name of the song.  She said it had "There goes the neighborhood" and "Next to nothing I was looking pretty good" running throughout the song.  We googled and searched and I finally said, "I will call the radio station and ask them."

We hung up and I called the radio station and this is the conversation that took place:

Radio man: Hello

Me: Yes, I would like to ask a question.  I am trying to find the name of a song,  it has the words ‘There goes the neighborhood’  and ‘Next to nothing I was lookin’ pretty good’ going through the song.

Radio Man: I don’t know what you’re looking for.

Me: It’s all about a man moving into the neighborhood and making his fellow neighbor husbands look bad.

Radio Man:  Mam,  I don’t know that song, this is SPORTS TALK!

Me: Thank you so much.

Jeremy and Justin had the best laugh and we called Luci and she laughed as well. I said if Jim heard that on the radio at Lowes I would hear about it. Thank goodness I never told them my name.

Michelle

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Childhood Mysteries

Shawn and Jennifer had us all over for dinner during Court Days. It was a "full emersion" occasion.

Jennifer is such a kind and gentle spirit and an animal lover. They had a new puppy. Over dinner Papaw reminisced about his favorite hunting dog. It seems a friend gave it to him because it was killing all the neighbors' cats. Papaw said he didn't care if it killed cats as long as it would tree squirrels. The next morning there were three dead cats on the porch. He had to hustle to get them down to the river before anyone (particularly us) could see them. Every morning he would get up before daybreak to check the porch for dead cats and take them to the river.

Slowly but surely our childhood mysteries are being solved. We now know:

  • What the funny looking balloons were,
  • Why Sherry was so upset about loosing her "Joke book,"
  • Where all the cats went, and
  • Why Papaw gets up so early.

I wonder what other answerers will reveal themselves. The holidays are coming up. Lots of opportunities for dinner conversation.

Dinner was wonderful by the way. I think Jennifer's mom cooked everything.

Luci

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Trash the Dress

I ran across something I thought was interesting on the Internet recently.  It seems there is an association for professional wedding photographers and they have contests to pick their best photographs in a variety of categories.  One of the categories is something called ‘Trash the Dress’.   These are staged (usually) photographs of the bride doing something that would destroy, ruin or trash her wedding dress.   Here is a past winner that caught my eye and that I really liked…


This got me to wondering… “What has happened to Jennifer’s dress?”  She was wearing it when she and Shawn drove away from the church, leaving for their honeymoon.  Has anyone seen it since?  I have this nagging feeling that something bad may have happened to it…

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY SHAWN AND JENNIFER !

One year down and many more to go.

Clyde

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Chris’ Birthday 2009

On Chris' birthday I thought I would tell a couple of my favorite Chris Tales. 


Grandma came to stay with us for a few days when I had Pat. I was taking it easy when I heard a blood curdling scream come from the laundry room. I ran out there to see what had happened. Grandma was holding her breath and pointing to a dead mouse on the floor next to a pair of Chris' jeans.  She finally got out the story that she stuck her hand in the pocket of the jeans to empty it out before putting them in the washer.  She pulled out a dead mouse - hence the scream. She left no doubt that in her opinion someone deserved some serious punishment.

I yelled for Chris (almost 6 at the time). I asked, "Chris did you put a dead mouse in your pocket?"

He looked at me with that totally innocent look of his and and said, "Of course not. Why would I do that?"  Then the truth of the situation hit him and he screamed, "MY MOUSE IS DEAD. OH NO!" Both he and Grandma were inconsolable. As usual I was between a rock and a hard place.

( Chris and his mouse make me think of  THIS SONG. )


When Pat was about 4 or 5 and Chris about 11 or 12, they invited a couple of their friends to go fishing with them.  The older boys were putting the worms on the hooks for the younger boys. As boys will do, they were competing as to which one was better at baiting hooks.  Chris' friend declared "I'm  the Master." 

Chris calmly replied, "So that makes you the Master Baiter."  I think the  poor guy still goes by that nickname.

Happy Birthday "Number One."

Love You

Mom

Luci

Monday, October 19, 2009

StalkerClan Rule Number 27

I hear that  Caitlyn recently ran afoul of a StalkerClan Rule.

STALKERCLAN RULES

#27  
Never follow too closely in the buffet line at Golden Corral. (Especially if the person in front is much taller than you.)

Rule No. 27 is closely related to one of the prime StalkerClan Rules...

#3 
ALWAYS stay UPWIND of Cameron.

Peeyew! Momma, that man tooted, right in my face.
Maybe Jeff or Amber can give us the whole story in a comment.
Clyde