@m99
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Excuse me, but AI can bite my butt. My mom taught me to say that because that’s what she’d say when I called her on something.
Then she’d stick out her tongue. I rarely say that phrase, because it’s not ladylike. Well being a real lady, they can all kiss my virtual behind too!My “Sunshine” cat is sinking fast. I’ve come to accept it. Decided to let her stay home to pass away. She’s okay. She knows I love her.
There’s a Seattle pet crematorium that actually picks the pet up after her demise, cremates the pet, places them in a chosen urn, provides a keep sake, a clay paw print, then returns her to my door, all-inclusive cost. That makes me feel better knowing she can stay home in her own bed. Thank goodness. And it’s a 7 days a week service. Now I can settle down. 🐈😇
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The “bull’ by the horns kinda freaked me out. I’m no rodeo fan but friends are & they’ve actually seen a rodeo clown gored to death. This isn’t very dang smart. I mean , how do people who seem that naive survive? Wow.November 13 Happy Birthday Jake 🕊️
This being a favorite of yours, I’m sending Crystal Blue Persuasion on the Wings of a Dove. It’s a present. I’m dreaming (Imagineering?), you there with Mother, Stevie, our grandparents, friends like Tom and of course, Jesus Himself. What a Joy my Boo-Boo. I see a big White BD cake, Vanilla Ice Cream with cherries on top, and Heavenly Music. So glad to see you there in my mind’s eye. You know I’m thinking of you and mother today.
What a beautiful boy you were, crystal blue eyes and blonde shiny hair. Weren’t we a pair? Fishing, swimming, swinging out off the rope and jumping in with a splash. Seeing if we could reach the bottom of blue hole? Never could, but it was fun trying. Running like banshees through the woods.
I could seldom slow you down Mr. Energy. So what a joy it was when we’d go fishing. Peace and Joy was our forte while fishing. That’s why I was so happy to go fishing with you on the canal. You had a keen eye watching the that bobber, then zap, you’d or I would get that fish. I’m laughing now thinking of ‘my one condition’ to go with you – to put the worm on my pole and take off the fish (oh no, I wouldn’t touch the nasty things). Then, after, you’d chase me around and try to make me touch the worms. Ewww… LOL. Good times will always be in my heart.
A celebration of your life. Well yes, it’s been rough but it’s time to put it aside, and I think I finally can. So Bubbe, here’s to you. Happy Birthday! Later on you rascal. Loves_ sissy
Somehow he comforts me, odd as that may sound. I sure miss the ‘Traveling Troubadour’. That gentle Artist extraordinaire. The Sad Man, whose ruined life came before his genius was whole.
~ Love you Townes Van Zandt, you artist, you poet, you sensitive genius. _m
Okay, as you see I’m a Monty Python fan, so do not say I am not! I will say yes I am, and you can say, no you’re not all day long. So if you want to argue about it, you gotta pay!
@Troy B ~ Hey there. We’re not very interactive regarding your question. If I were looking for active sites I’d go to the BFRO, a database documenting sightings across the county. So please check it out. >
Happy Hunting, m99
When I lived in the Deep South I worked at a Nursing Home. Three girls came and said we can’t get Granny to get up for breakfast. I said okay. I’ll go talk to her.
So going in with a little knock I greeted this very old and beautiful black lady saying, Good morning sweetheart. What’s the matter, did you wanna stay to hear the Blues this morning on your radio? I listen to that show regularly. Adding, that’s fine I’ll get your breakfast, if that’s what you want to do?
She gave me a look. Her eyes were on fire and she was incensed. She says, No Child! I don’t listen to the Blues, didn’t you know? If you listen to the Blues, you’ll go to hell!? I said, no, I didn’t know that ma’am. Well she got up with power, picked up her purse, and said, come on Child. I’ll tell you about it. Then she preached to me all the way to breakfast, walking, tightly holding my arm.
When we came out of the room to go to breakfast, those three young ladies were like, How’d she get her up? It was awesome. And no, I ain’t going to hell, but I still listen to the Blues!
Rest Her Soul. ☝️ _m
