Let Us Bow Our Heads .... for Hope

The day was a sad one,
Little could be done to console me, money, food or the promise of a new day. Oh I had been there before, but this time the cycle was heavy, heavier then even my feeble heart could anticipate or determine.
My palms sweated, my heart raced, sweat like morning dew formed upon my furrowed brow.I had had family there before at this time, and family was close this time too.
The work day was over, and it was the hour to face with a heavy heart the time I knew had been coming, the time when all men must face the truth, the time when it is necessary to face reality …..
Standard time was here and I had to turn the lights on the Honda on for the drive home
I HATE WINTER !!!

hang fire …. be cool

Photographers Rule !!

Saw this from Peter Anthony Holder and HAD !!! to tell you the story.

An amateur photographer was invited to dinner with friends and took along a few pictures to show the hostess. She looked at the photos and commented, "These are very good! You must have a good camera."
He didn't make any comment, but, as he was leaving to go home he said, "That was a really delicious meal! You must have some very good pots."

Joke du Week

A guy goes to visit his grandmother and he brings his friend with him.
While he's talking to his grandmother, his friend starts eating the peanuts on the coffee table, and finished them off.
As they're leaving, his friend says to his grandmother, "Thanks for the peanuts."
She says, "Yeah, since I lost my dentures I can only suck the chocolate off them."

Sniff, Sniff, the Smell of Cheap Paint

Today is Sunday, almost three weeks to the day since the adventure at 9292 started.
Luis ( no introductions needed I presume ) was in today to paint the ceiling, it doesn’t look bad, I don’t think it’s finished, there is still a container of paint and a paint brush here.
Some of the furniture is moved around but compared to this time last week….. I’m ready for a feature in Better Homes and Gardens
Now if there was only some heat !
Hang fire …. be cool

Joke du Weekend

A woman had gained a few pounds. It was most noticeable to her when she squeezed into a pair of her old blue jeans.
Wondering if the added weight was noticeable to everyone else, she asked her husband, "Honey, do these jeans make me look like the side of the house?"
"No, dear, not at all," he replied, "Our house isn't blue."

D.A.R.T.

Thank goodness, Canada is sending our D.A.R.T. to Pakistan to help in the terrible disaster of the past week end.
D.A.R.T. (That’s Disaster, Assistance, Response, Team)

Am I ever glad it’s not, First, Assistance, Response Team.

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Light at the End of the Tunnel

Well ……………..
When I got home from work today the furniture was again askew BUT it is was so for a good reason. Plastering now seems complete (now only painting & major dusting remains) and the rug has been shampooed!!!
Next … heat
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The Laughing has Stopped

Last night (Monday) in a quasi fit of anger I put all of Luis’s junk in the hallway, (most of it being here in the apt. over a week)
Ladder, tool box, plaster board, plaster buckets, vacuum …. the list goes on. It fact I was doing a good thing cleared the path for him to shampoo the carpets today
This morning around ten, his flunky ( who spoke neither English or French and my Spanish is…well, it isn’t ) arrived to touch up the plastering….huh???
Its now eleven twenty four at night,
Progress??, unshampooed carpets and more plaster on the rugs.
Sigh……….

hang fire .... be cool

Joke du Week

Two Priests decided to go to Hawaii on vacation. They were determined to make this a real vacation by not wearing anything that would identify them as clergy. As soon as the plane landed, they headed for a store and bought some really outrageous shorts, shirts, sandals, sunglasses, etc.
The next morning they went to the beach dressed in their "tourist" garb. They were sitting on beach chairs, enjoying a drink, the sunshine, and the scenery when a "drop dead gorgeous" blonde in a tiny bikini came walking straight towards them. They couldn't help but stare. As the blonde passed them, she smiled and said, "Good morning, Father, Good morning, Father," nodding and addressing each of them individually, then passed on by. They were both stunned. How in the world did she know they were priests?
The next day, they went back to the store, bought even more outrageous outfits. These were so loud, you could hear them before you even saw them. Once again, they settled on the beach in their chairs to enjoy the sunshine. After a while, the same gorgeous blonde - wearing a string bikini this time came walking toward them. Again she approached them and greeted them individually: "Good morning, Father, Good morning, Father," and started to walk away.
One of the priests couldn't stand it and said, "Just a minute, young lady."
"Yes," she replied.
"We are priests, and proud of it, but I have to know: how in the world did you know we are priests?"
"Father, it's me, Sister Helen."

Thank- You

Hurricanes, floods, pestilence, and much more
Sure there is plenty wrong with this world, I’m up to my xxx in plaster dust for example
Still our health is fairly decent, surrounded by families (even if separated by miles) We enjoy fair weather and good friends.
It is Thanksgiving, so let us give thanks.
Pause just for a bit and offer a little prayer of thanks, for both the little things and large, and thank-you for being my friend.
Hang fire …. be cool

Gimme a Break

What a day!!!!
It seems that Sympatico is no longer Eudora friendly……so I have to learn Outlook, Im really not good at new things.
Well the holes in the ceiling are gone BUT because of sanding there is dust everywhere!! Luis (the now famous janitor) is back tomorrow I hope to finish the job.
This has been a terrible week.
hang fire .... be cool

Joke du Week

Four friends went deer hunting and paired off in twos for the day……Ted went with Billy-Bob and Bert went with Roy. Much later that night, Ted returned to the camp alone and he was dragging a 300 pound ten-point buck. "Where's Billy-Bob?" asked Bert.
"He had a stroke of some kind while we were dragging the deer," said an exhausted Ted. "He's about three miles back up the trail."
"You left Billy-Bob out there and dragged the deer back?" asked Bert.
"Yes I did," nodded Ted. "And it was a tough call too, but then I figured no one will steal Billy-Bob."

T.G.I.F.

Well work has stopped in the apt ( quelle surprise )
However when I came home mid day yesterday I found the door unlocked, so when I left I locked the door.
When I got home Luis ( the janitor ) was waiting in the hallway.
It seems that he had left the apt for 2 minutes leaving HIS keys in my living room, so he was left to visit neighbors till I got home. ….. heheheheheheh
That being said there is now partially repaired holes in the ceiling, furniture askew, and splats of plaster on the rug and dust a plenty.
…Why was I born good looking and patient instead of rich ?
hang fire …. be cool
P.S. My Eudora mail system is still messed up

Is Everyone's Life This Exiting ?

When I left the apt. this morning, I met Luis (the janitor) in the hallway and to my relief he had the key to my dwelling and not the plumber who was here on Friday (which still begs the question, why wasn’t the door locked after he left).
Luis told me that he was going to fix the holes in my ceiling TODAY and next week paint the ceiling and shampoo the carpets.
When I got home from work (much to my surprise the door was locked) there was my furniture moved to the walls, Luis’s ladder, tools, & buckets of various apartment fixing “junk” BUT no Luis.
I waited about an hour ………….. no Luis !!!
I knocked on his door and his son told me dad was asleep.
So I moved all his equipment (Luis’s’ not his son’s) into the hallway, except for his power drill (I have some concept of cost) and once again moved my furniture back into place.
Tomorrow I am off and it’s not convenient for me to have him here while I am home.
Stayed tuned

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And The Beat Goes On

Hi
It’s minutes before Sunday and for those of you following the adventures of Keith’s ceiling, there are now five ( rather expertly ) holes in the ceiling.
I imagine that the offending pipe was replaced Friday while I was at work. When I came home the furniture had been move to accommodate the plumber and his tasks. Heaven forbid they should move it back to where it was. When I arrived home however ( grrrrrrrrr ) my door had been left unlock, and no sign of Luis ( the janitor ), here we go again.
Anywho ….. to night I had to go window to window and put them in winter position, as opposed to being open. It was very chilly.
Ok off to snore

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