Bargain Shopping

Zipidee's gone shopping.

He's having a great day, except he's a little confused.

Typical man.

Every one knows bigger is better.
Bigger cars,
Bigger refrigerators
Bigger houses
Bigger Burgers
God knows bigger airplane seats.
Pay so much to sit in a sardine can
with no air.


Bigger government

But small sure looks attractive....... and sporty doesn't it?

Zipidee says  Jump up!

Zipidee says Wave your arms around .

Sit down!!

Zipidee didn't say that.

Pay attention!!
Looks like we're gonna have one of these Zipidee days again. ; p

R  U  READY!!!!?

1/2 cup sugar,3/4 cup butter, 1 egg ,1 cups milk, 5 tsp baking powder, 1/2 tsp salt, 3/4 cup butter,
3 cups flour, raisins.
Preheat oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C). Lightly grease a baking sheet.
In a large bowl, combine flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt. Cut in butter. Mix the egg and milk in a small bowl, and stir into flour mixture until moistened.Turn dough out onto a lightly floured surface, and knead briefly. Roll dough out into a 1/2 inch thick round. Cut into 8 wedges, and place on the prepared baking sheet.Bake 15 minutes in the preheated oven, or until golden brown.

and there you are, a big kitchen mess and 8 scones no one is going to eat in my house cause every one cooks what they like, or is never home to eat.

Kinda find it a waste of time to cook these days cause I can get scones for 1.25 in the store and at home
it costs me 5 dollars to make .
Most crafts you love doing , are the same way.

In Asia it pays to do them. I used to love flower arranging. It was a cheap and fun craft. You could make 5 elaborate arrangements for 25 dollars to give to people to enjoy. For 25 dollars you only make one here
and you can buy it ready made cheaper.

I  have clothes I keep to go out with but for every day stuff, I shop at Walmart. I can get a blouse and pants there for 5 dollars a piece on special. To buy material and thread to sew the same thing costs me 25 dollars.
If I smell gas on the socks, I don't buy them cause that's cancer.

I love to paint. The stores are full of paintings and you could find great stuff at garage sales , and flea markets
for 7 dollars with frame included.  Art stores are full of expensive mostly prints, no one seems to buy.
On line you also see people selling nice things without a frame for 12 dollars.

Hardly worth making a mess in the house you have to clean every day that collects, with the kind of kids today
who are not interested in anything you do at home. They just want money. So spending money is not something
they want you to do on things like craft work. 

Love today is measured by how much money they can get from you. Presents.... if it doesn't include a car,an apartment, a house, a 10k diamond ring ...well... you are just cheap trash. School?  No need. Just look at our entertainment industry. The basketball heroes,baseball, foot ball . We all need to know what Branjelina is doing.
They are masters at their trade, no schooling and have important opinions we should listen to, cause the papers say so.

I have come to a place in my life where I have to sell, not make more stuff at home.
I have so many boxes full of stuff. I told my kids if you don't want it, keep it cause your kids will be interested to see their history. So, they bring friends home and my display cases are always short the next day, of an item.
So no display cases . Even boxes are not safe anymore. Why? Cause they can sell it and buy drugs or give presents to their family members . Socializing is not what it used to be.

And yet the TV set runs all day, charities beg for money to fill their own pockets (including churches),
people are promoting to legalize drugs to frye brains ((your kids), judges dont care teachers rape children. And no one seems to care that
 kids emulate rap thugs instead of things like etiguette, fine dress and proper behaviour, until they go out and kill some one and this is just in my community. They all come from nice families so what goes wrong?

So this is something I can talk about because the job of adults, is to pull back the reins and say woah.
Slow down, back up and look at what you are doing.
Everything is NOT ok. Don't listen to pressure/peer/ liberal groups.
They have interests, that are not in your interest.

Some people know everything and don't need to read this blog and thats fine.
Other people need to see it in writing. 
So I have the time to put it in writing.

I lived a life and saw many things, raised a family and have a means to compare and I love other peoples blogs to see what interests them. People are wonderful and I like to see it that way.

Once I went to a PTA meeting. The Principal was giving a speech and he said ..." like for example,
people are shy and they won't kiss the guy next to him". 
I immediately stood up and said that's not true
I'll kiss any one. I began kissing people all around me and every one laughed and his speech was shot to hell.

I was trouble and he could see it but the parents, after the meeting, were all around me saying we need people like you. We need people to speak up and rein in a loose canon called liberalism.
Today the liberal party is destroyed because of what they did back then. It was wrong and it is still wrong.

I suddenly knew who I was. A liberal conservative lol Just like that.

Do you know that radicalism in any which way or form warrants a bullet? You say yes, someone gets upset and kills you. You say NO another someone gets upset and kills you. Or worse, they get into the computer, into  utilities, into identity fraud insurance fraud etc... Niagara Falls is a perfect place to study this problem but all provinces are exposed.
So people don't talk.
But if they all talked, people would listen. Today you don't keep anything on your name. 
Criminals don't and this is why they always win.

So ask why? Why does this happen?

Today people in America fear speaking up. Why? Their jails are already full and there is no more room for more criminals let alone people with an opinion. There is so much to say about crime and prisons and especially
ask why this is so? People are not born bad.
Instead our papers are full of gay marriage. Who cares? It's wrong and we all know it's wrong. Australia and Putin say its wrong but we all have to be politically correct and damn the kids.
The only time it could be ok is if we reach a point, whereby no one in the world, is allowed to have children
cause children change everything. They need a family with a Mother and a Father.

No one likes the word NO but this is what the world is about. Our kids are suffering today because we don't teach them NO, so they grow up and are too sensitive to fight bullies and abusers and go out and kill themselves instead.
Make life a bit tougher for them, so they are prepared to live in a world where they will be beat up every day just like every one else is.
Unlike the country or world, parents actually love their kids. It's better they do the spanking than the world who will come in to open doors to kill them.

Take for example this Castro fellow. Look what he did . When it was over, it was over,
but it will never be over for the women he abused. Papers are full of this sort of thing.

Look at all this waste of time and money Obama is spending with Assaad.
Guess what he is saying?  NO! Why is he allowed to and no one else?
No one tells the government that the solution is simple.
Don't bring these people in. Eliminate this radical religion at home so people are free  to run marathons.
Keep your ships at home and get rid of all the nuclear power plants. Keep businesses close to peoples homes so they have jobs. If government doesn't do it, People should, in their communities. Start small and build up just like what the radical elements do. Pay attention to your life and your neighbors'.
The man has a Harvard degree and you mean to tell me he doesn't know what the right thing to do is?
Why are we talking to Putin?  For North America, it was always about 9/11. That's all.

So have yourself a Zipidee Day 
I love kids .They will always be my life, till I die.
What's the excuse people have for not fighting for the things that count and mean more than anything else in the world.

xoxoxoxoxo

Stress? What's That?

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Zippidee do da zippidee yey
My oh My it's a dry cornish day.
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Woke up this mornin, feelin stiff and hot
So I went to the gym and pool to cool off

Met the gym teacher .
One look and melted all my fat

Came home with ruffled feathers
And I think I lost my hat

Oh zippidee doo dah zippidee yey
My oh My it was a wonderful day!

lol
mmmmmmmmmmrggg


 Relax and Enjoy A Siamese Moment: I did. lol
I always loved these bad cats.




Have a Zippidee Day People!!!

xoxoxoxoxo

Crazy Zipidee Goat

Woke up this morning looking just like this goat, with a crazy smile on my face.
except with long straight hair
Had such a good sleep and woke up refreshed.
Couldn't stop saying GOOD MORNING!! to my fellow fur balls who saw me up and came running all tail wags. PEE TIME!!! Yey!!!
Dreamed I was dancing, doing acrobatics, stretches.....  moves I never thought I would make
again and was so impressed, I had no muscle aches from it all.

I woke up thinking:  Girl, you still have it in you.

Then I looked around and saw I was still in BC and not on a warm tropical island
drinking coconut juice.
There were no lions or tigers for me to play with and good thing too if I look like this goat
instead of the wild Amazonian Kitty I was as a kid.
Zena the Warrior Princess should be so lucky .
She turned the head of many a God.
Yup Quite an appetising dish this goat is . Well... ahem.... almost like me lol
Except there is more of me to love these days and Zipidee here, is a lean sprout.

Never the less, I feel a new page has been turned and maybe now I can move on and  be myself.
or close to it.
One can never be themselves once life takes over.
Always something coming back to slap you in the face.
Always someone who is unhappy
 Always someone who needs
Always someone to take care of
Always someone to play head games with you
Always someone

No wonder goats are fun to look at.
Would you know what he was thinking looking at that face?
Can you get mad at a face like that?
You dont  know if he is looking at you or if everything just goes
way over his head.
I could just give him a big hug if he would let me.
Too bad we can't have goats for pets.
I should use him as my mascot and start goating around.lol

Me , Tanyusha and the goat would have a great time together while Beau watched thinking
these guys are insane. He's taken up to bark at the door lately and then when we go to see what for,
quietly leaves, cause he really doesn't want to know what is on the other side.
The big goof. lol


Today is 9/11.
A sad memorial day for so many families of innocent victims who died because of a few insane people.
Imagine . It is unbelievable how uncaring they were and still are, to applaud what they see to be victory.
For who? For them? Blood of innocents makes them happy? And what about the Boston Marathon that ended badly? What about all those people without legs and arms.This makes God Happy??
Total madness.


My husband is slowly getting better Hopefully he will get out of bed today.
I was afraid he gave me the bug last night because I too began having chills and sweat but then I saw the fans were not working. I stopped them so as not to aggravate his condition.
Hopefully lady luck will be with me and I can avoid getting sick.
Well .. I will think about it another day

Today I am in too good a mood.

Zipidy do da ,Zipidy yey!
My oh my what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine headed my way
Zipidy doo da Zipidee yey!!

Hello Mr Blue bird
Good bye Mr Rain
I am Satisfaction
Cause its such a great great day!
Zipidee do dah zipidee yey
Plenty of sunshine headed my way!!



xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Love Truth and Faith

Faith is not a leap into the dark but a step into the light.

To have faith means to know when it comes to God
You can love him or hate him.

It won't make him or break him.

He is.

You can run but you can't hide because God is in you.
You are part of the program and therefore part of him.

In life, programs get glitches and viruses but none God can't fix
if you let him in to try.

And so it is with Faith that walks the one true road and follows the program.
Faith is not gullible, deceitful, unreasonable or blind.
It does not require pain and suffering.
If you walk slow and steady, with open eyes, most pitfalls in life
can be avoided.

This you can trust and believe to be true and have Faith in.
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Rick Watson - Life 101- Recommended Bruce Springstein  and this is a nice video from
Vancouver . Bout Red Headed Woman who gets the dirty job done. lol


At the end of this one is a video to click on Dancing in the Dark
where you can hear the Saxaphone and Bruce dancing with a senior.
A little bit for every one What a nice guy. :)
Very enjoyable.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

OH BLACK EYES

Oh how black your eyes have grown
Shading all the love you've known
Hidden behind lengthy lashes
To survive and  to live strong.

Oh how difficult, to find you,
Behind shadows on the wall
Hiding, so no one can can notice
The child in you, as  tear drops fall

And there,  in darkened corners,
Invisible, in the cloak you wear
Locking doors you say you open,
Through deceit and pretence , you're all alone.

Oh how deep and black those eyes are
In a face so pure and bright
Behind smiles that win all hearts now
One by one,  rose petals fall.

Oh black roses in the garden
Watch out for the fallen youth,
To survive, he hides wet tear drops,
He hides, the soul that makes him strong.
A Lady's Life

xoxoxoxoxo

This poem is mostly about youth growing up too
fast in uncertainty.

The Arena

I love Saxaphone I am sure World man will enjoy
Wherever he is in Jordan.
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In the arena, people cheered
Proper audience, to actors on the field
Proper music, to deafen ears
In the arena, people cheered

In the arena, people booed
They threw the apples, eggs and shoes
They jumped o'er rails, oh riot rang!
In the arena, people booed.

In life the days, they come and go
One day you cheer, one day you boo
One day you die, to live a new
In lifes' arena, not all's about you.

In lifes' arena you make a stand
You mostly sit and wring your hands,
You mostly chew a lip or two
As life goes on, by passing you.

When crowds go home
You step inside, this arena
So grand and wide
So deafening, your ears do ring
 A true actor on the field

And smiling, bend low on hallowed ground,
Knowing that you won the crowd,
The ghosts of time, are there to see
In this arena, they all , know  me.
A Lady's Life

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We all stand in special arenas. Some perform better than others but it doesn't
 mean we can't all play.

All That Is True.

Blue green waters

Sea so clean

Another world unseen

As fishies swim ,they know not of  storms

They swim along on  paths so sworn

In trust we seek 

In trust believe

In trust we think, because we feel.

In trust we walk

In trust we love

And when we die,

 In trust, we leave.

And when one day the sun peaks in

We see the waters blue and green

We see the deserts and the sand

We see  children holding hands

Hark! The angels sing to clouds

Voices in the wind, so loud,

And all rise, to tell the new

Trust in love and all that's true.

A Lady's Life

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Elephant Ate My Ipnone

lol
xoxoxoxoxox

Survivors

What is man but  a survivor
 In a challenged world, of pain and strife?
What is man, estranged by illness,
Of mind and soul, when devoid of love?

Struggles ,tragedies,hate and suffering
 Imprint our hearts in tightened bands.
While dying souls, on a daily basis,
Cling to hope, found in Gods' hands.

What is a human but  a survivor,
Living at the devils' door?
We are survivors, reaching upwards,
Like drowning children,  in waves of storms.

We believe in dreams of glory
 Beyond the ugliness we see.
We tell ourselves each day a story
A journey of a thousand miles, begins with me.

If we survive the ugly planet,
 Corrupted, soul less, cold and cruel,
It's because we trust the words we live on
That God exists and loves us all.

And thus , we are all survivors
Living by the devils' door.
Just so we can tell our children
Without the sun .......
 We still have stars.
A Lady's Life
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I wonder if we would have any starlight without the sun?
How far would we have to look and would there be any light
coming from anywhere so far away, in other universes?

xoxoxox

The Joke Was on Me.

 This song could mean a lot of things to many people.
Nothing ever stays the same except a few things.
War, pain and suffering. According to Wiki

The song is mainly written and sung by Robin Gibb. "I Started a Joke" is supposedly about someone who has done or said something horribly wrong, which results in feelings of social alienation. Another interpretation is that the song is sung from the point of view of the devil. Prior to performing the song onstage, Barry Gibb has remarked that one interpretation of the song is regarding the devil.

Canada for example, is an experiment.
We are trying to see if different people can live together in a democracy.
Democracy works when there is "difference" while protecting
minority rights so people can live in dignity.Democracy is designed
for heterogeneous societies, not closed homogeneous societies.

In as much as we should not interfere in other countries' affairs, we must also be vigilant as a society,
not to let something good, slip through our fingers at home because of them.
The young do not know or understand until it happens to them and so it is up to the old to speak up.
Be careful what you wish for.
Today things happen fast.
The existence of nuclear power, means after it happens, it will be for ever.

It is easy to hide the truth today .
This thing going on right now with Putin. He sells arms to Syria, kept Snowden to irritate the US
so now Obama  went there to disagree and to talk with his activists .lol
Tit for tat and this is how things escalate.

Not going in a good way all this.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxox

The Exotic Marigold Hotel

 The Exotic Marigold Hotel This movie was on cable and movies on demand
On you tube we only get a trailer but enough to see what a good movie it is.
We watched it twice.

 My husband still has a temperature on and off.
 I am wondering now what this could all be.
Today germs can be soo bad.
Every time we think he licked it, it comes back at night.

 The weather has cooled quite a bit and we had a second doozie of a thunder storm.
 This is already a record. In some places it knocked out the TV satellite systems.
The dogs were all upset and trying to hide.
I went to the bathroom and the little dog followed me and hid behind the toilet bowl.
 So I had to hold her and try to convince her it was nothing but a little noise.
 They are not used to such weather with rain pelleting the roof so hard.
However it was a little scary.

 I was sitting by the window with the computer and wondering if the lightning would dare hit through the window.
Apparently, a few days ago, we also had something called Sky Quakes here in BC.
 We didn't hear them but apparently they are happening all around the world.
This is in Terrace, BC Aug. 29 2013



These sound to me like a train turning a corner on the rail tracks.

Funny cause now it looks like Obama is trying to start another war
 which could end up to be something big.
Assaad is playing with the world and abusing his people like they always do and
Putin has problems in Russia and this is why he passed the anti gay laws.
Gay people are pedophiling children out there and many are out on the street
cause parents cannot support them and government can't collect them.
The powers that be see the US is in deep debt and the time is ripe to destroy America.

Kenny Rogers sang you have to know when to hold them and when to fold them
I think its time to fold em.

Today I tried sorting clothes and I made a few more flowers. I have 34 cream, 31 yellow and 5 red so far.Missing baby blue.Once I have all my colors, I have to turn them into squares adding another color.I was thinking either navy or black. Maybe even green would be nice. The squares then have to be attached together and what will be will be. Usually for a big blanket you require 240 squares. These won't be big squares so I won't expect anything too big and I am not in a rush to make it.If I make the color green to attach the flowers to, I can make leaves to go around the blanky.

Well as usual we have to trust in God that he will make the right decisions for this sorry race
of humans that we are.


xoxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxox

Eau de Vie On Wellbrook Farm

Wellbrook Farm

We visited a blue berry farm which made wine.
It is located in Delta, BC
The owner is from South Africa. Lovely lady.
And who should we meet there but people from Quebec.
These Quebecers sure love their wine. lol

This wine, made from blue berries, tastes and smells sooooooo nice.

I couldn't resist buying the blueberry/ cranberry one and the blue berry one.
The raspberry is for chocolates, ice cream, cakes. It also tastes wonderful.
She said you can keep this wine for 2 years and drink it chilled.

It's a pretty nice farm and people come every day
to collect berries in their fields. I don't think you can buy wine like this
in stores. I almost hate to drink it now that it is home lol
I will wait for my son to get home so he can have a taste.

These llamas are my new friends. The beige one spat at my husband.
No account for taste. lol
 Then he followed him so my husband could get a few good shots of him.
They are such beautiful creatures with huge brown eyes and long eyelashes.
They knew we were strangers and behaved accordingly.
I would have loved to hug one if they would have let me.
Too bad we can't keep them as pets.

The Proposition

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tsK7A3eYTPg

A Sinner is someone who knows God
and a priest is one who is in search of him.
Beautiful story.

xoxoxoxooxox

Love Flowers

My first hibiscus flower. I am so elated!!
My Mom had a tree and it flowered all winter. Unlike this one, it had double petals.

Like this one.

The only bad thing is that it lasts only one day and wilts.

But it sure is nice to wake up to this.
Behind it is another bud. Can't wait to see it flower now.
This tree can grow up to 20 feet high. Ours only grew up to 5 feet
Enough for a living room. lol

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You tube movie =  POWDER



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QHh1108IRGU
This is a very nice movie about an albino boy.

You don't have to watch it here It is on the above link.

The Pakistani Major had grown increasingly anxious over rumors of an impending air strike from India.

"Khan," he ordered his aide-de-camp, "I want you to climb that mountain and report any signs of Indian military activity."

"Ok, Major," replied Khan.

He trudged up the mountain, and as soon as he crossed the ridge he saw a squadron of planes heading their way.

"There are many planes coming, Major," he promptly radioed back.

"Friends or enemies?" the Major demanded urgently.

Khan again lifted his binoculars to the sky.

"They're flying very closely together, Major," he replied. "I think they must be friends."
xoxoxoxoxoxox

A Little Bit of Expiration

What will they come up with next? lol

Why Some Men are Rabbits and others not.

lifestyle.ca.msn.com/health-fitness/mens-health/breaking-erectile-dysfunction-increasing-in-men-under-40-1

How you live does affect you.
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My son looked into the fridge the other day and lately he's into looking at expiration dates.
Milk is his specialty He kept telling me the milk we had in our fridge is expired.
I tried telling him this means nothing. You could buy milk and it goes bad the next day but this milk was fine.
Besides it was at the bottom and if it is still good for coffee what's his beef?He huffed and puffed and shook his head and walked out.
So Momma being Momma took out some expired milk called yogurt and expired milk called buttermilk
and expired milk called sour creme and found what looks like a delicious Martha Stewart chicken recipe:

• vegetable oil, for baking sheet
• 8 slice(s) white bread
• 1 cup(s) buttermilk
• 1 teaspoon(s) hot-pepper sauce
• Salt and pepper
• 3/4 cup(s) (2 1/2 ounces) grated Parmesan cheese
• 1 teaspoon(s) dried thyme
• 4 pound(s) chicken parts (preferably legs, thighs, and wings), rinsed and patted dry

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Directions

1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Generously rub a baking sheet with oil. In a food processor, pulse bread until it turns into coarse crumbs.
2. In a large bowl, stir together buttermilk, hot-pepper sauce, 3/4 teaspoon salt, and 1/2 teaspoon pepper. In a separate bowl, mix breadcrumbs, Parmesan, thyme, and 1/8 teaspoon pepper.
3. Place the chicken in the buttermilk mixture, turning to coat evenly. Working with one piece at a time, remove chicken from liquid, letting excess drip back into bowl; dredge in the breadcrumb mixture, turning to coat evenly. Place coated chicken pieces on prepared baking sheet.
4. Bake until chicken is golden brown, about 35 minutes.
5. Just goes to show that expired milk is good for you and you don't die from it. 

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Yesterday we went to Boston Pizza. I ordered a pizza which was very good and my husband ordered Spaghetti Bolognaise with meat balls. It said meat balls so you naturally assume it is beef and not chicken. He ate one and some of the spaghetti and took the rest home. Thank fully he did not eat much because he is allergic to chicken and seems the meat balls were chicken. I tried one today and you can't really tell because they grind the meat into paste and it doesn't have much of a taste. I gave the food to the dogs so as not to throw it out. My husband was sick most of the night with joint pain and fever. So I wonder why so many people today suffer from allergies to chicken. The eggs are ok. I know the meat today has no taste. Even the soup bouillon doesn't taste good There is no flavor. So what is different from yesterdays chicken from todays' chicken? I think this is a fair question to ask our government since they take over everything we eat. Mass production never replaces small farm production. Local is better and people just have to stop and think about it and promote the small farmer. Nothing wrong in having a small farm in a town or city or even a chicken coup in the back yard with a few chickens or ducks. Same with fish. We should raise small frye in our tanks to throw into clean rivers and our cities should provide schools with the fish they want to see in their area. Simple is better.
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HE MUST PAY
Husband and wife had a tiff. Wife called up her mom and said, "He
fought with me again, I am coming to live with you."
Mom said, "No darling, he must pay for his mistake. I am coming to
live with you.
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Today's Short Reading from the Bible...
From Genesis: "And God promised men that good and obedient wives would
be found in all corners of the earth."
Then He made the earth round...and He laughed and laughed and laughed!
 xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Ancestors and Friends.

The spirits are every where. They embrace you on mountain tops,
in the hills and in the valleys. Our ancestors never allow us to forget,
 who we are and where we come from and how precious the gift of life and living are
especially in North America where the air  is pungent, full of love for freedom.
Life is more than just a wrinkle.  Life today, is a scar which is failing to heal.
As we continue to fight for life,dignity and freedom , more people die.

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Stanley died in a  fire and his body was burned pretty badly. The 
morgue needed someone to identify  the body, so they sent for his 
two best deer hunting friends, Cooter and Gomer.  The three men had 
always hunted and fished together and were long time members  of a 
hunting camp.

Cooter arrived  first, and when the mortician pulled back the sheet, 
Cooter said, "Yup, his face  is burned up pretty bad.  You better 
roll him over." The mortician rolled  him over and Cooter said, 
"Nope, ain't Stanley ."

The  mortician thought this was rather strange, So he brought Gomer 
in to confirm the  identity of the body.  Gomer looked at the body 
and said, "Yup, he's pretty  well burnt up.  Roll him over." The 
mortician rolled him over and Gomer  said, "No, it ain't Stanley ."

The  mortician asked, "How can you tell?"  Gomer said, "Well, 
Stanley had two  ass-holes."  "What! He had two ass-holes?" asked 
the mortician.  "Yup,  we never seen 'em, but everybody used to say, 
There's Stanley with them two  ass-holes."

I had to laugh at this one.
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We've had such good weather in what we can now term Indian Summer.
The fields are full of blue berries and black berries.

The corn is lush and tall

The ocean air smells saltier this year, heavier and people flock to get a whiff of it and enjoy
the beach cafes.
















The ocean water is warm this time of year.We see a lot of jelly fish and sea weed
coming in covering shore lines with the tide
A couple of children were stung and went home crying.

I transplanted my baby plants into bigger pots and still have a few more to do.
Labor Day week end is being enjoyed quietly by families as children play in local parks which have small fountains sprinkling water for them
enjoying the warmth of the sun and parents put up small shelters and bring their BBQ's to picnic.
The lucky ones are those who have parks across the street. The bring the kids and group up
keeping children under constant supervision.

xoxoxoxooox

The Birth of a Statesman

John G. Diefenbaker

“I am a Canadian, free to speak without fear, free to worship in my own way, free to stand for what I think right, free to oppose what I believe wrong, or free to choose those who shall govern my country. This heritage of freedom I pledge to uphold for myself and all mankind.”

• My abiding interest is your interest; my guiding principle is the welfare of the Average Canadian.
• It is so strange that such a great honour should come to a small man like me.
• He who would be chief among you must first be servant of them all.
• The prime minister has all the responsibilities and does all the joe-jobs.
• I cut down on social functions. No prime minister can carry out his responsibilities when he’s going to dinner every night. Dinners are not a substitute for statesmanship.
• Too much and too many of the moneys extorted and squeezed from the Canadian people are being wasted by the parasites of extravagance.
• The heresy of yesterday is the Liberal orthodoxy of today.
• The Liberal Party has become a hodgepodge of discordance, a cacophony of political nonsense.
• No Canadian can but be proud that through the warp and woof of our constitution are the golden threads of our British heritage.
• Freedom grows in the practice of good citizenship. It withers or decays in the apathy or neglect of the citizens of the country.

We , in Canada have our own Abraham Lincoln, Kennedy and Martin Luther King in a 

Prime Minister who genuinely loved his country and his people.

He left no heirs although one did pop up thinking that he might be one.

He spent his whole life serving our country , got the biggest popular vote and no one talks about him

because he did not smoke pot or do the pirouette.

When we speak of  honorable members of Parliament, we can include John Diefenbaker as

one who lived up to this honor.

He spoke English rather well too. ;)

John's first contact with politics came in 1910, when he sold a newspaper to Prime Minister Sir Wilfrid Laurier, in Saskatoon to lay the cornerstone for the University's first building. The present and future Prime Ministers conversed, and when giving his speech that afternoon, Sir Wilfrid commented on the newsboy who had ended their conversation by saying, "I can't waste any more time on you, Prime Minister. I must get about my work."

Even as a child Diefenbaker was a very busy young man taking life seriously and even impressed the Prime Minister of Canada.

Life unfolds itself as it should.
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The Horizon

The horizon melted in the sky
The colored hues didn't fade away and die.

The day didn't find an end
The sky was heavy but no tear did spend.

It was  wondrous to behold
All gold and silver, black and bold

The heavens opened to the eye
Above, beyond, the scared surface of the sky.

I stood alone, too small for any one to see.
I stood alone, like so many more of me

I stood beholden to creation
To  wine and  oil

To bread that gives us strength and power
To  love I feel, in mine own heart

The day will never find an end
The heavy sky, no tear will spend

I stand alone, like so many more of me
With wine and bread and oil

I am beholden,
 To your love for me.

A Lady's Life
Aug 29, 2013

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And remember.............
Be kind.
For every one you meet,
Is fighting a hard battle.

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A Minty Affair.

The mint has gone wild.
I am soo happy to look at it and smell it when I touch it.

Nothing like a fresh leaf to chew on.

I remember back in Quebec , we would go up north into Gods' country.
It was pretty wild up there and it was nothing to walk on rocks and stones and come across
deer bones and antlers , a carcass left over from a kill, by what?
 A cougar?
A bear?
One could let ones' imagination run wild and you'd think I'd better get out of here.

We would collect drinking water from a dent in the ground covered in leaves which always had
very tasty cold clean water in it.It never went dry and always filled up from somewhere.
The air would be crisp and fresh, the water in the running stream, ice cold and the stars so bright, filled the darkness and showed you the way.
You could feel them trying to reach out to you. Every nerve in your body tingled
trying to absorb everything you could from the experience of nature. The taste, the smell, the feel.
Your lungs never got enough of this mountain air and the experience of breathing,
touched the root of your soul.
There was never enough and you got spoiled very quickly.

As you looked up at the stars, cool wild mint would crawl between your toes
and the aroma would float up and leave you with a heaven scent you
 never forget as long as you live.
It is on such nights that you think, it is great to be alive.

Thank you.

There was a private lake not too far away and some one put aquarium fish in there.
They looked like angel fish with yellow stripes on them .
Such a pretty curiousity and they stayed in the shallow end
between the rocks so you would always find them there to look at.
I'd spend an hour easily lying on those rocks observing them.

It was always so peaceful and quiet .A colorful bird would fly by with a twitter.
it was as if this person, who owned this land and lake, created a kind of personal paradise for himself.
If you ask me today where we were, I couldn't tell you.

I could tell you about the beach we'd go to which was always full of people. There would be a hot dog bus
and french fries they put into brown wrapping paper covered in salt and vinegar.
The whole beach smelled of these fries and it must have affected every one the
same way because the line up to get them was always long.
 The portions they gave for 50 cents was very generous too. For a 1.50 you'd get
a dog, fries and coke, that tasted like coke should.

I still have the taste and smell of all these things lingering in my nostrils. It's been a long while
since we smell these smells any more.
I don't think they make vinegar the same way as they did before either.
The smell and taste is different today.
Polish dogs don't taste like polish dogs. Bacon doesn't taste like bacon.
Garlic sausages don't have garlic in them.

Food has become second rate and you keep tasting, in the hopes of  finding a product
that is familiar to what you ate as a child. Of course the food was all made locally by the butchers and bakers and you bought directly from them and they were all European.

When you bought rye bread, it was real rye bread. You tasted the yeast and the rye
as you crunched the toasted bread covered in butter.
After the war people relished food and as a kid growing in that time you had the best of both worlds.
Food, peace, love.
 Ok lots of discipline too, and freedom to enjoy nature. Kids are too hyper today because
we keep looking for things to entertain them with.
 In our time, we found our own entertainment. We actually looked at our surroundings.
We smelled the flowers. We chased mice between the leaves and shrubs.
We explored, tasted, got into trouble but we grew strong and healthy.
Our cheeks were rosy. Our hair messy. We wore home made clothes and oxford shoes and no matter what, we always had a smile ready to go.
We always had a desire to help out and make ourselves useful and the days were always way too short.

The only hope we have today to find the food we ate back then, might still be found in Europe, where it seems they still cook and bake with the old recipes. Even the cheeses were different.
They actually had a taste to them.
Today they just come with a label and a huge price tag but no flavour.
No one misses it cause they never tasted food like we did back then.

Winters were brutal back then but no one complained. Every one would come out with their shovels,
snow men sprung up in every yard and as the piles of snow grew, kids would dig tunnels in them and make forts to play in. Some yards got the hose out and made back yard skating rinks but the park always had two rinks and a small hill to toboggan on.
One rink was for hockey and one for the normal kids to enjoy.We'd spend the whole day there and our feet and hands were always frozen. Hot chocolate milk was always welcome.

In December came time to choose a tree and we'd know where to go.
A friend from school, Brenda, had a dad who brought in truck loads of the best trees to choose from Their whole yard was full of trees and people would walk over and struggle to carry the big things home. The air was full of excitement and smiles.
This man sure loved his trees and pleasing people. We'd pay him 5 dollars for a tree which aired out the whole house with freshness from all the powdery snow that melted off of it. Not many brought cars.It was a special treat to walk your tree home in all the snow, while huge flakes tumbled from the sky, thick soft and white.We were always so happy trying to push this tree through the doorway and my Mom would wait for us with a big smile on her face.
Every year my dad would make a new stand to fit the tree.
He was always so excited himself to see how it would look.
The only other time our house would smell so fresh was when we would take out our rugs and cover them with snow to sweep the dust out of them on both sides. They would come back in so fresh and clean and it was such a pleasure to unroll them.

It was a lot more fun to live back then, with family being so close knit always working as a team.
The presents were never as important as all these memories we made.
Maybe this is why today I like the small town feeling where people all know one another, as opposed to the world we live in today, where even neighbors are strangers.

 Well , this is what mint does to me. lol
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