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I've never been real good at putting my feelings or thoughts down on paper, unless I'm really hurt and need to vent. 

Funny...... since I retired, I have not needed to vent.

When my X informed me "I was no longer what he needed", I remember reaching in my desk, and giving him a seven page letter on why HE was no longer what I needed, and why my blood pressure was 160/110, and I could'nt hold anything on my stomach.  I had written this letter several years before.  I did not want to anger him when I wrote it.  I knew everything would be my fault anyway. 

His only explanation was "what if you had died and someone had gotten ahold of that letter?".

So when I put up jokes and riddles and little sayings, it is because my life is running fairly smooth, and I really don't know what to say.  I have no need to vent at the moment!

I do know the fireflies or lightning bugs (whatever you chose to call them), are the most I've seen in years. There are hundreds of them.

The summer nights have been fabulous and the smell of the woods almost make me wish I was a wild animal living in the tall pines and brush behind our house. 

My gardenia bushes add to the smell of the night too, and my husband and I have enjoyed the nights more than usual this spring/summer!

 

WHY DO LIGHTNING BUGS FLASH? Flashing Lightning Bugs are trying to attract mates. Among most but not all species of North American Lightning Bugs, males fly about flashing while females perch on vegetation, usually near the ground. If the female sees a flasher and she's ready to mate she responds by flashing right after the male's last flash. A short flash dialogue takes place as the male flies closer and closer, and then, if all goes well, they mate. So that a flasher doesn't attract a firefly of a different species, each Lightning Bug species has its own special flash pattern. Flash patterns range from continuous glows or single flashes, to series of multi-pulsed flashes. Among some species both males and females flash, but among others only the members of one sex do it. Some Lightning Bug species don't flash at all. All known firefly larvae, which are wingless and mostly live on the ground and under bark, produce light. If you see only a glow on the ground, it can be tricky deciding whether you're seeing a firefly larva, a glow-worm, or some other luminescent insect.

The following is the 2007 winning entry from an annual contest at Texas A&M University calling for the most appropriate definition of a contemporary term.

This year's term was: Political Correctness

The winner wrote:

'Political Correctness is a doctrine fostered by a delusional, illogical minority and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end.'

BEAUTIFULLY DEFINED!

Five Riddles

THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST FIVE RIDDLES I HAVE SEEN...THE ANSWERS ARE IN THE COMMENT SECTION OF MY POST....RIDDLE #5 IS AMAZING....ENJOY...THIS SHARPENS THOSE GENES IN YOUR BRAIN AND STALLS ALZHEIMERS FOR YEARS....

1 A murderer is condemned to death. He has to choose between three rooms. The first is full of raging fires, the second is full of assassins with loaded guns, and the third is full of lions that haven't eaten in 3 years. Which room is safest for him?

2. A woman shoots her husband. Then she holds him under water for over 5 minutes. Finally, she hangs him. But 5 minutes later they both go out together and enjoy a wonderful dinner together. How can this be?

3 What is black when you buy it, red when you use it, a nd gray when you throw it away ?

4. Can you name three consecutive days without using the words Wednesday, Friday, or Sunday?

5 This is an unusual paragraph. I'm curious as to just how quickly you can find out what is so unusual about it. It looks so ordinary and plain that you would think nothing was wrong with it. In fact, nothing is wrong with it! It is highly unusual though. Study it and think about it, but you still may not find anything odd. But if you work at it a bit, you might find out. Try to do so without any coaching!

You're my love you're my angel
You're the girl of my dreams
I'd like to thank you for waiting patiently
Daddy's home your daddy's home to stay

How I've waited for this moment
To be by your side
Your best friend wrote and told me
You had teardrops in your eyes
Daddy's home your daddy's home to stay

It wasn't on a Sunday
(Monday and Tuesday went by)
It wasn't on a Tuesday afternoon
(all I could do was cry)
But I made a promise that you treasured
I made it back home to you

How I've waited for this moment
To be by your side
Your best friend wrote and told me
You had teardrops in your eyes
Daddy's home your daddy's home to stay
Daddy's home to stay
I'm not a thousand miles away...

My cousin, Jerry Ann and I were talking last week about our Mothers and our Aunt Madilene. 

Jerry's Mom, my Aunt Ann, passed away about seven years ago, and her Dad five years before that.  My Mom is 97 and  lives in the same place, and our Aunt Mad just went into a nursing home.  Jerry looks after her alot and helps our cousin Kent, as he is in poor health too.

Aunt Mad remembers us sometimes and sometimes she does'nt.  She gets us mixed up and our husbands too  She is 95. 

We were remembering our Moms and how much fun they always seemed to have.  Had the best husbands in the world.  Our Dads and Uncle James. 

They took long trips together and would met in Waco for lunches.  They loved the Chicken Shack.  And so did Jerry and I. 

They were raised by our Granddad, and they adored him. 

I would catch the train and go visit my Aunt Ann and Uncle Bill when Jerry moved to California after graduation.  They missed her so much. 

I loved my Aunt Ann and Aunt Madilene.

Aunt Mad did'nt smoke, but Mom and Aunt Ann did.  Granddad had a fit if he saw them, so they would go to the bathroom, and smoke.  Poor Aunt Mad would go too, and when they would open the door to come out, it would look like Indian smoke signals, or the bath room on fire.  They never did anything to hurt their Dad or anything he would not approve of.

Uncle James died in l962, and Daddy in l965.  I had granddad seven more years!  

So when I think of Fathers Day, I think of my Dad, and my Granddad and my Uncle James and Uncle Bill.  

I remember what great men they were and what a wonderful time they gave my Mom and Aunt Ann and Aunt Madilene.  

The girls were as different as night and day except for the love they shared for their Dad.