Well, I messed up Big Time. The current A&J comic strip that appeared Sunday, Jan. 1, was a poem, a limerick of which I was rather proud. Today’s strip, Jan. 2, was a limerick about cats, of which I was less proud, but there it is. Now, I can count on comments such as, “Not another limerick.” Or, “These limericks are awful.” Or “I’m bored with this poetry thing.” Actually, the Sunday strip is drawn earlier than the Monday-Saturday strips, and I didn’t realize I was putting two poem strips back to back, or I wouldn’t have done it. Because I know if I do, well… see above. So, to those commenters annoyed by this, I hope this takes some of the sting out. Having said that, I do not intend to lose any sleep over it. And again: Happy New Year!
Not Just a City in Ireland
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134 responses to “Not Just a City in Ireland”
Steve:
The Fiasco Bowl was no treat for us OSU alums, either.
Had a delicious grilled salmon filet on top of a mostly spinach salad with a side of whipped cauliflower which made me reminisce about how much I learned from Weight Watchers in the 1960s. Which made me Google for the old original WW program of 1960s.
Not so unusual but a current weight blogger says the old plan worked the best because you couldn’t cheat it. She is right and I am going to print out the food and menu.lists and try it again. WW and Richard Simmons were very similar. I learnedosteoporosis of what I know from those two.
Here’s a link to the article. https://simple-nourished-living.com/what-was-the-weight-watchers-program-like-in-the-1960s/
Jimmy, sounds like unanimous praise for limericks and short poetry here, including mine from yesterday. Ignore the dark side, even puns are fun.
GR6, I like that shirt, “Sweat is just fat crying”, much better than that old pain slogan, either version: No pain, no gain; and, pain is failure leaving the body.
Ken and Rick, thanks for the tip. Here then there makes a lot of sense. Especially if the counter helps Jimmy.
Elaine felt that the old program was better, the new leaned more toward selling stuff and making things less clear. Stuck w/ the old one successfully for sev. yr., but gradually tried less. Still a much better looking and we thought healthier woman than many of her contemporaries.
Sad to watch others go completely to pot. Among those that still alive, many are using walkers or hate working out. Some, of course, succumbed to Parkinson’s and such, which seem to happen w/o relation to health habits. OTH, those susceptible to certain problems, e.g., diabetes, can modify their behavior or not bother. Best go no further, / HIPPA.
If you can drink milk as an adult, do so. Some cannot. Both Elaine and I did. BSU colleague, male, maybe yr. or 2 younger than I, used to be 6’+; I was 5’9″. I’m now 5’7″; he cannot stand up straight, may be 5’3″ or so. When Elaine got a knee replacement at age 76 or so, orthopod [now in dictionary] said she had the bones of a 60-yr old.
We both liked working out, a real plus. Unfortunately, the acute leukemia snuck in unrecognized.
Peace,
I have become an outspoken advocate again of growing older but not old, a variant on Jimmy Buffets growing older but not up. It applies to both sexes. I think smiling and laughter works wonders. And a lot of Southern sass.
Had sass all my life. Tomorrow is supposed to be cold and I.have to go to Tulsa so getting clothes organized tonight after I.check some reliable weatherman, like a Tulsa one. I have probably not mentioned but Tulsa has a good looking tall distinguished weatherman named Travis Meyers who makes more money than anyone, even Jim Canmore, on Weather Channel.
They say at weather conventions the crowds part as he and his entourage walk through. Like the Red Sea for Moses.
Just for you Ghost I read all the lingerie names again despite them not being made large enough.
The one I ordered was Rio Red & Sangria Alessia Rose, sounds like a drink.
I liked Blossoms & Marshmallows, also Raspberry Sorbet.
Sun-dried Tomato & Cafe Creme A Roma, Teaberry & Raisins, Pink Dulce Candy, and Chili Pepper & Peach Whip.
Where there is a name & name, that represents one item. I would say since almost 100% of the names used a fruit, a vegetable, wine or food, a chef or food lover named them.
Alas, no melons, citrus but plums, nuts, vegetables, candy, sugar. I will go to bed and continue research.
I’m a big fan of Jimmy Buffet’s philosophy of Changes In Lattitudes, in both directions. If you hang out in the tropics all year, go see Alaska in summer. If you have a chance to cross equator, drop what you’re doing. It will still be there when, if, you come back. You may just decide to stay.
Or go where the climate suits your clothes.
Jackie, I always thought you were willing to do the hard work of finding a new wardrobe, for any location.
Actually, I can and do Morphy! But some people don’t want to.
Tomorrow are burgundy leatherish jeans, black boots, black tee shirt, black sweater, Burgundy wool scarf, Burgundy corduroy cap, and black and white hounds tooth Ruana trimmed with burgundy leather. If it gets REALLY cold I will add gloves and a giant blanket scarf.
The jeans may change if I have gained too much weight! The secret to Oklahoma weather is layers and layers and layers, you peel like an onion or add them on.
Thanks for the link to the vintage WW plan, Jackie. Having become pretty adept with the latest version of it, I’ll be interested in seeing the older one. I may even give it a spin.
I once had a fantasy of putting Raspberry Sorbet on a woman’s breasts; I never imagine that if I did it would be a bra.
Jackie
Be-careful those bras don’t wreck your diet
They all sound high calorie.
GM Debbe & Merry New Year
Speaking of aging, I’m starting to think that the several people who have recently told me my hair is getting darker are not just pulling my leg. I believe that it is. When my paternal grandmother passed at age 85, I’d guess that less than 25% of her black hair (the color of mine) was silver-gray. Not really remembering, I now wonder if hers darkened any as she aged.
My maternal grandfather was nearly 100% bald at 24, when he died 50 years later he had more hair than Captain Picard.
Don’t give up on all your dreams, it’s my favorite flavor. Never done that.
Morphy here is another 50 degrees of something, Weight Watcher’s. When I belonged in Hawaii, Jean Niedich came over with her chef and spoke to my group in Honolulu. She was great and was promoting the recipes and cookbooks.
I had a husband in food and beverage getting his travel Industry Management degree, his second business degree and going into grad school from University of Hawaii, prestige food degree then. Jean was promoting Weight Watcher’s menus and restaurants then, they hadn’t gone into food manufacturing yet. I was interested, Mike was not.
Jean liked my enthusiasm and belief in WWE (it works) and she had an unsold franchise in Mississippi. She knew they worked best with entrepreneurs from the area and I fit the profile and had the money to buy it. I was interested, Mike was not.
Really bad decision but I was young and in love.
Not WWE but WW. Hal strikes again.
Listening to Phantom of the Opera. The London 1986 stage play.
You know, I have never seen it, guess I can watch the tape. I suspect this is Sarah Brightman from the voice. I will look at credits.
Thank you, the Village. You gave me back music. Without you I would never have known about youtube, Pandora and a lot of what I listen to.
Jackie: OK.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XoI8IK5f6s
https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1715806525397748&id=100009052528502
Posted because this is how my mind works.
Thanks for the music. It made me smile all the way.
Back to the retro strip:
It reminds me of something that I noticed around 2010: I never see Canadian coins anymore. Before the 2008 depression, Canadian coins were a common sight here in Central Ohio.
If that’s not a sure sign that our economy and the dollar are still not as strong as they used to be (and are not what the politicians keep telling us), I’m not sure what else could be.
Today’s TIP BlogSpot. I was asleep, but maybe you watched it. Wonder what they do the rest of the year? [No, tongue in cheek again.]
http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/
Peace,
Sorry my Sooners were so heavy handed against your Tigers! But we win!
Painter’s name is there, but I’ve not looked him up. Peace,
The wall calendar, still hang one in the kitchen. Use it to keep our bearings. Also, more useful for mid range planning than its digital sibling.
sand, 100% with you on wall calendars in the digital age.
The same holds true for the watch. While many millennials figure that they can get the time from their phones, I find the wristwatch to be much more easy to glance at.