Thursday, September 24, 2009

Miss Bailee Grace


I would like you to meet my Great-Granddaughter,Bailee Grace. 7lbs2oz,she arrived yesterday. She is so beautiful and when she sleeps she sounds like a little baby kitten whining.Just makes me want to call her Kitty(I will try to refrain). I only thought it proper to introduce her because I'm sure you all will be hearing a lot about this little one. Mother is doing great thanks to all your prayers,thank you.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Burma Shave


This was my entertainment on a road trip south as a child.

Trains don't wander
All over the map
'Cause nobody sits
In the engineer's lap
Burma Shave

She kissed the hairbrush
By mistake
She thought it was
Her husband Jake
Use Burma Shave

Remember these? For those who never saw the Burma Shave signs, here is a quick lesson in our history of the 1930's and '40's. Before the Interstates, when everyone drove the old 2 lane roads, Burma Shave signs would be posted all over the countryside in farmers' Fields. They were small red signs with white letters. Five signs, about 100 feet apart, each containing line of a 4 line couplet...... and the obligatory 5th sign advertising Burma Shave, a popular shaving cream

Here are more of the actual signs:

DON'T LOSE YOUR HEAD
TO GAIN A MINUTE
YOU NEED YOUR HEAD
YOUR BRAINS ARE IN IT
Burma Shave

DROVE TOO LONG
DRIVER SNOOZING
WHAT HAPPENED NEXT
IS NOT AMUSING
Burma Shave

BROTHER SPEEDER
LET'S REHEARSE
ALL TOGETHER
GOOD MORNING, NURSE
Burma Shave

CAUTIOUS RIDER
TO HER RECKLESS DEAR
LET'S HAVE LESS BULL
AND MORE STEER
Burma Shave

SPEED WAS HIGH
WEATHER WAS NOT
TIRES WERE THIN
X MARKS THE SPOT
Burma Shave

THE MIDNIGHT RIDE
OF PAUL FOR BEER
LED TO A WARMER
HEMISPHERE
Burma Shave

AROUND THE CURVE
LICKETY-SPLIT
IT'S A BEAUTIFUL CAR
WASN'T IT?
Burma Shave

NO MATTER THE PRICE
NO MATTER HOW NEW
THE BEST SAFETY DEVICE
IN THE CAR IS YOU
Burma Shave

A GUY WHO DRIVES
A CAR WIDE OPEN
IS NOT THINKIN'
HE'S JUST HOPIN'
Burma Shave

AT INTERSECTIONS
LOOK EACH WAY
A HARP SOUNDS NICE
BUT ITS HARD TO PLAY
Burma Shave

BOTH HANDS ON THE WHEEL
EYES ON THE ROAD
THAT'S THE SKILLFUL
DRIVER'S CODE
Burma Shave

THE ONE WHO DRIVES
WHEN HE'S BEEN DRINKING
DEPENDS ON YOU
TO DO HIS THINKING
Burma Shave

CAR IN DITCH
DRIVER IN TREE
THE MOON WAS FULL
AND SO WAS HE.
Burma Shave



PASSING SCHOOL ZONE
TAKE IT SLOW
LET OUR LITTLE
SHAVERS GROW
Burma Shave

Saturday, September 19, 2009

The Trail of Tears


Today is the Annual Trail of Tears Commemorative Ride. I honor these riders and all that they stand for. My Grandmother was a Cherokee,this was a terrible time for the Indian Nation. There is a lot of information on this subject on the web. If you are not familiar with this,you should spend a few moments to read.

Friday, September 18, 2009

*UPDATE*

Just found out this afternoon that my Granddaughter has "Marfan Syndrome". I will not go into detail right now about this disease but she is due to deliver her little baby girl on Oct.4th. We have been told that delivery with this disease can be life threatning. Please say a prayer for her and the baby(Bailee Grace).

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Much too Often.........


I end up back on memory lane,I suppose you all wish I would stay off of it for awhile. Maybe it's just one of the hazards of getting older but just for one day don't you wish we could go back to a time when..............................Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo."
Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do over!"
"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly."
Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best friends."
Being old referred to anyone over 20.
The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play volleyball
and rules didn't matter.
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.
It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.
It was unbelievable that dodgeball wasn't an Olympic event
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot.
Nobody was prettier than Mom.
Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people"
rides at the amusement park.
Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.
Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare."
Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute ads for action figures.
No shopping trip was complete unless a new toy was brought home.
"Oly-oly-oxen-free" made perfect sense.
Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.
War was a card game.
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.
Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.
Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.
Ice cream was considered a basic food group.
Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest
protectors.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Just call me ..............


That's me,always good for a laugh and the older I get,the worse I get. Yesterday I was pulling up weeds for the lady I work for. I was pulling on one of those running evergreens when my hand slipped,hit myself right in the kneecap with my fist. I thought she was going to fall out of the wheelchair laughing at me. Luckily,it soon stop hurting and I was happy to have dodged a bullit. I came home that afternoon thinking I would get ahead on my chores. I changed all the sheets,fed the furrychildren and took them for a walk,got the mail,and swept the porch. I happened to notice the lawnmower needed cleaning. I first was going to wipe off the dried grass,so I bent down and was wiping the grass away and when I started to get up,oh the pain. Apparently I pulled something in the back of my knee. So,the rest of the evening I spent on the couch with a heating pad,hoping it would be better this morning. I'm glad to say it is a lot better today,at least I can walk through the house without holding to everything I pass. Needless to say,the knee gods were after me yesterday. On the upside,for the first time,in a long time,I watched a movie all the way through in one sitting,I read half of a book and got to bed early. See,all things happen for a reason. I am hopeful that tomorrow I will be good as new. Clumsy?Unlucky?Cursed? Who knows? It wasn't as bad as the time I tripped over a toothpick(really happened)but that's another story.

Monday, September 14, 2009