My Morning Walk........just thought I'd share!

Michael Jackson......Dead at 50

Here I go again.....third post today. Michael Jackson,so so sad,I have always enjoyed his music and loved to watch him dance. Regardless of all the bad publicity I Still loved watching his performances,he was a talented entertainer.He will also be missed.

Farrah Fawcett....Dead at 62

I just heard about Farrah and had to comment. It's so sad and she fought so hard. Of course like most she wasn't a personal friend but in a way it seemed she was. She brought me endless hours of entertainment,I loved her made for t.v movies the most. The last few years of her life were hard in many ways. How could I have not shared a few of my memories of her since my sons shared a bedroom with her for quite awhile(remember the famous poster)and she greeted me every morning when I went in to straighten up their room? Not to mention the fact that I wore her hairstyle for many years,heck,I think I still wear it on occasion. I wanted to say "Farrah you will be missed by many".

Just Thinking!

Ageing: eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.
The easiest way to find something that's lost around the house is to buy a replacement.
If at first you don't succeed, shouldn't you try doing it like your wife told you?
A penny saved is a government oversight.
The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.
He who hesitates is almost certainly right.
Did you ever notice? The Roman Numerals for forty (40) are 'XL'.
If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.
The sole purpose of a child's middle name is so he can tell when he's really in trouble.
There's always a lot to be thankful for if you take time to look for it. For example I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't hurt..
The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft. Today, it's called golf. Just Saying!

My view of June Weddings and how the gown should really look.

A Child's View of Marriage
When my daughter was about four years old, she still had a hard time grasping the concept of marriage. So, I got out our wedding album, thinking visual images would help, and explained the entire service to her.

Once finished, I asked if she had any questions, and she replied, "Oh. I see. Is that when Mommy came to work for us, Daddy?"

Sorry I'm such a pessimist but I was a June Bride from the 60's and being a wife then was very different than today.........this was very true back then.

Happy Father's Day!

Tomorrow is Father's Day and I wish every Dad(or Mom who has been both to their children)a very happy one. I lost my Daddy unexpectedly on Christmas Day 2004,not quite sure why, but this video always reminds me of him so this is for you Daddy. I love you and miss you.

Brooks & Dunn   More CMT Music   More CMT Music Videos

Listen up children!

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than ten years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions. "How old are you?" "I'm four and a half." You're never 36-and-a-half ...you're four-and-a-half going on 5.
You get into your teens; now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16." You could be 12, but you're gonna be 16. Eventually.
Then the great day of your life; you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony. You BECOME 21....Yes!!
Then you turn 30. What happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk. He TURNED; we had to throw him out. What's wrong? What changed? You BECOME 21; you TURN 30.
Then you're PUSHING 40....stay over there.
You REACH 50.
You BECOME 21; you TURN 30; You're PUSHING 40; you REACH 50; then you MAKE IT to 60. By then you've built up so much speed, you HIT 70. After that, it's a day by day thing. You HIT Wednesday...You get into your 80's; you HIT lunch, you HIT 4:30.
My Grandmother won't even buy green bananas. "Well, it's an investment, you know, and maybe a bad one." And it doesn't end there....Into the 90's, you start going backwards. "I was JUST 92." Then a strange thing happens; if you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half."