I know service has been a bit spotty around here lately, so I’m trying to make it up with this little three-day series, presented without interruption for your viewing pleasure. Thinking of a title for today’s post, it occurred to me that no variety of establishment goes for awful puns in a name more than hair salons, at least around these parts. It’s always something like Mane Event, A Cut Above or Hair It Is. You get the idea. When I was a boy, my mother worked as a hairdresser in a shop named Beauty Unlimited. It certainly was a disingenuous name, but at least it wasn’t a lame attempt at a pun. Me, I got my hair cut at Ozzie’s Barber Shop.
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Yeah, I remembered that, too, DM. About it being your idea.
And I will. I’m a really good dreamer. 🙂
Don’t need one. Perfect figure under those duds. ” > a handful . . ..”
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That shirt doesn’t have any more buttons. Was it designed to show tum buttons?
This eventful summer weather-wise just got more eventfull. A quick and nasty storm knocked our electricity out. About 400k. Ann Arbor really got hit as well. I lived here for 15 years with no blackouts and have had several the last 3 years. It has finally made the business model to buy a generator.
I can’t do now as we leave on 9/11 for a week in Italy. I am not concerned about the flight but am always a bit nervous trying to eat and travel in land that I don’t know the language.
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Steve, you are a brave man. I cannot bring myself to fly anywhere now, not even New Zealand where I would really like to go and have a really dear friend I’d love to visit. And NZ seemed unlikely terrorist threat until recent plane disappearance/crash. I am not trying to scare you, since only the Italian food seems frightening. It will be delicious, I promise, even if you don’t know what it is! My Italian menu reading is as bad as my menu French, which means I can tell what the heck I am eating usually but not pronounce it!
Go and have a good time. You all have had enough bad weather for a lifetime up there.
The fall garden is doing fantastic, even if it took the efforts of two adult women to accomplish. A few holes that need something plugged in where germination wasn’t terrific but nothing major.
Got most of the summer kitchen garden cleared out of stuff the daughter put in, putting in new trellis for snow peas and some half runner pole beans and then devoting it to greens for fall and fast stuff. Got most of the 150 plus large planter pots cleared out after my “gardener” moved them all for me, now I have to add soil and reseed herbs and flowers. Oh yeah, and the two dozen varieties of lettuces I toss in biannually.
Good night all, love, Jackie
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Jackie, may I ask how murder relates in any way to my previous two comments? I mentioned a tv show, beer, and pickup trucks followed by a reference to earthquakes.
Heh, that shirt is longer than that, but The Boss Of My Life complained that the picture was boring so she had me undo a button. Must have worked. That picture is hanging in the den and everybody that looks at it comments on that feature.
Lily, that’s proof that sex sells.
‘Cute as a button’ takes on new meaning.
Jerry/Jackie,
I watch Duck Dynasty and I drive a full-sized pickup. Don’t drink, but I do own and shoot shotguns, pistols, and rifles. As Jackie said, not sure how that is really relevant to anything unless we are discussing those items. I do like bluebonnets and bluebonnet art. I have photos of bluebonnets on my bedroom wall. I have a longhorn steer calf and an Angus steer calf in my backyard, I’m feeding them out on grass to butcher. Guess that makes me a hick, with about 5 years of various college post-graduate work…I’ve also read all of Shakespeare, Twain, Dickens, H.G. Wells and several classic authors as well as a ton of modern work. Don’t judge a book by its TV, drinking, or vehicle preference?
I’m pretty sure Jackie’s comment was to say that high-brow society (which you seem to prefer) has people doing things that are worse than the typical redneck.
Since Jackie has said good night and gone to bed, I will explain. I stay up later than some of you folks. What she said about murder, goes back several weeks, maybe longer, to a story she told that three of the boys she dated in college had later, separately, been convicted (I guess) of murders. Seems hard to believe, but she is a truthful person, so it really happened. In this post she said she couldn’t remember the name of the third boy, and it was bothering her. Gosh, she has led a really exciting life!
Murderer from a good Texas family: Cullen Davis
Trucker: The Boss Of My Life said once, not to me, but I overheard, that a portrait of a young woman is nothing without a clue as to her personality. A portrait of an old woman (she said) can rely on wrinkles and quaintness, but a young woman’s portrait needs something. A clue, a hint. She pointed out as examples of Leonardo’s “Young Woman With an Ermine” and Sargent’s “Madame X”. All I know is that out of the ten or so portraits she has drawn or painted of me, the ones I like are that one with the bellybutton, one with a complex red-checked top, and a nude on a fainting couch.
“…just right” Love it, Jimmy! 🙂
Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish and he will be gone all weekend. Is that better ladies or am I being too obtuse?
Good morning, Villagers. Did wind sprints today and now I am off to Sunday school. Y’all be good. Or if you can’t be good, be careful. Or if you can’t be careful, have fun!
Sunday school starts today, 0930. It’s also Rally Day, and there’s a potluck picnic afterward. I just finished washing and trimming my standard contribution: a large bowl of red seedless grapes, in bunches of 2-6, or so. Bought the grapes this morning, because I forgot yesterday. Adult SS starts next Sunday. It ain’t necessarily so.
Ed Crankshaft was right on the money for me today.
P.S. Of course, there’s also a service. Starts at 1030. Peace, emb
Good morning, just ate breakfast with mom and daughter, got up earlier to go out to garden and fell into a wall, so decided to go back to bed if I couldn’t stand up!
Now I am going out to garden, it is still 75 degrees here and overcast, perfect weather for me.
What Jackie means is that yes, she has seen and done most of it personally. I was born poor with no plumbing or running water, barely electricity. I have lived and successfully socialized with poor, redneck/black/Hispanic/whatever race and ditto for same thing only really, really rich and old, old, old money including European royalty. Nothing trendy, nothing “in”, nothing snobby impresses me in any way.
Like David, I have done time in three graduate schools, read most everything, been recruited for corporate leadership groups, you name it, I probably did it. What matters in life is not what you wear, not what you drink, not what you eat, where you live, what country club or social group you belong to.
What matters in life is what is inside the person and the soul and you will only learn that if you are open to people of all shapes, sizes, colors, ethnicity, wealth or circumstances. When you judge people because of where they shop, that is so trivial it doesn’t warrant discussion!
Off my soap box for now and going out to weed and practice horticultural therapy, the best kind. Sunday sermon concluded, going out to services.
Love, Jackie Monies
Have fun, Jackie! Personally, I only judge people on whether or not I have fun being around them. This includes mostly people who are most like me, of course. We tend to have the same sense of humor and fun and enjoy doing the same things. Lucky me, I live in a house where all the inhabitants and most of the visitors are fun to be around. I take seriously my food mission work and my convalescent center work and my emerging role as a lay youth leader in my church, but, somehow, when there is fun to be had and partying to be done, my companions look like me. Not as thin or pretty or as funny as me, of course, 😛 but similar. And when I am out, I see the same thing, people cluster in groups that look alike. When I worked for the hospital, some of the people I worked with were dissimilar in heritage, and, um, *things* that they liked, but they never became friends.
Have fun, Jackie! Personally, I only judge people on whether or not I have fun being around them. This includes mostly people who are most like me, of course. We tend to have the same sense of humor and fun and enjoy doing the same things. Lucky me, I live in a house where all the inhabitants and most of the visitors are fun to be around. I take seriously my food mission work and my convalescent center work and my emerging role as a lay youth leader in my church, but, somehow, when there is fun to be had and partying to be done, my companions look like me. Not as thin or pretty or as funny as me, of course, 😛 but similar. And when I am out, I see the same thing, people cluster in groups that look alike. When I worked for the hospital, some of the people I worked with were dissimilar in heritage, and, um, *things* that they liked, but they never became friends.