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Greetings one and all. Looks like we scared the ladies away yesterday! Maybe I'm just becoming a sentimental old fool, but after finding the story on Loni Anderson, I decided to look up the lyrics for "Greenfields". In light of my previous post, grab a tissue and enjoy. Later. ******* Greenfields Brother Four Music & Lyrics : Terry Gilkyson - Rich Dehr - Frank Miller Once there were green fields, kissed by the sun. Once there were valleys, where rivers used to run. Once there were blue skies, with white clouds high above. Once they were part of an everlasting love. We were the lovers who strolled through green fields. Green fields are gone now, parched by the sun. Gone from the valleys, where rivers used to run. Gone with the cold wind, that swept into my heart. Gone with the lovers, who let their dreams depart. Where are the green fields, that we used to roam ? I'll never know what, made you run away. How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day. I only know there's, nothing here for me. Nothing in this wide world, left for me to see. Still I'll keep on waiting, until you return. I'll keep on waiting, until the day you learn. You can't be happy, while your heart's on the roam, You can't be happy until you bring it home. Home to the green fields, and me once again.

12/10/09 10:11 AM

#1035

Ok, Jim... I'm curious. Who is "Barb Wyre"??? Sounds like it could be a heavy medal rock band... or a sadist. I'm just an innocent 59 year old. The only "barbwire" I know anything about is the kind we used to use down on the dairy farm with our fencing so the cows would stay in their "green fields" and not jump the fence.

12/10/09 10:37 AM

#1036

Jim, what do you think? Should we cut Don in on Barb Wire or let him remain naive to the things of "dirty old men"? I didn't see the movie myself - photos were sufficient. She is FINE looking too!! If Beau Derek was a ten running down the beach - ?? (Barb) would have to be a twelve or fifteen. Okay, okay. Don - Google - Barb Wire (Pamela Anderson). Have you done it yet? Now quit staring, or you'll become a "dirty old man"!
Later.

Are you still staring?

12/10/09 11:00 AM

#1037

You want me to Google Barb Wire??? Sounds painful to me. :-)

12/10/09 02:38 PM

#1038

OH! IT'S PAINFUL! JUST BE VERY CAREFUL!

12/10/09 03:27 PM

#1039

Okay, here is your laugh for the day - just for our SENIOR citizens. Later.

******

Two businessmen in Florida were sitting down for a break in their
soon-to-be new store..
As yet, the store wasn't ready, with only a few shelves set up.
One said to the other, "I bet any minute now some senior is going to
walk by, put his face to the window, and ask what we're selling."
No sooner were the words out of his mouth when, sure enough, a
curious senior walked to the window, had a peek, and in a soft voice asked,
"What are you sellin' here?"
One of the men replied sarcastically, "We're selling ass-holes."
Without skipping a beat, the old timer said,"Must be doing well... Only two left."

Seniors -- don't mess with them!

12/10/09 09:47 PM

#1040

Connie Morgan (White)

loved the joke Gary..

Well, you got the best of my curiosity and I googled Barb Wire. You are all dirty old men. :) :)

Dick, it was good to hear from you recently. Hope you and Diane are staying warm up there. It's even COLD here in our wonderful Georgia.

Take care all of you.

12/11/09 12:25 AM

#1041

Connie, you were very brave to Google "Barb Wyre". I didn't have a clue what Mr. Willis was talking about, but after thinking about it, I figured it couldn't be good. I thought about googling, but was afraid of what might pop up. Pam Anderson? I don't know how she walks. Don, be strong, my friend. Do not go to the dark side.

Loni Andersen? Sweet story about her fairly recent wedding, Gary. And I was singing along to those "Greenfields" lyrics. I shouldn't have read them right before going to bed. They are sad, and it doesn't take much to push me into the depths of melancholy. This is why I read mainly comic books.

Well, I must head to bed. It is so, so cold here. The wind chill was fierce today, and it's supposed to be about 10 REAL degrees in the morning, our coldest so far.

Y'all take care. Fellas, we women folk wish you happy fantasies. We have ours too, you know. Tom Selleck, anyone?

Barb Wyre, indeed. That's probably the closest Pam Anderson has ever come to being "sharp".

12/11/09 08:11 AM

#1042

TOM WHO?

12/11/09 09:00 AM

#1043

LISTEN!!! I WANT TO MAKE ONE THING PERFECTLY CLEAR TO
YOU WONDERFUL LADIES. I SEE YOU AS YOU WERE THAT NITE
OVER 40 YEARS AGO. YOU ARE THE FIRST BEAM OF SUNSHINE
AS THE SUN BLESSES US EACH MORNING. YOU ARE THE
BRIGHTEST MOST PRECIOUS PEARL IN THE DEEPEST OCEAN.
AND FINALLY YOU ARE THE PERFECT DEEP DEEP RED CHERRY
THAT CAPS A DOUBLE DECKER BANANA SPLIT! AND WE LOVE
EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU!

NOW WHEN WE GOING TO GET TOGATHER SO YA'LL CAN BE
THERE IN YOUR LITTLE BLACK DRESSES!!!!!!! EAT YOUR
HEART OUT TOM!!!

HOPE YOU GUYS HAVE A GREAT BLESSED WEEKEND!

LATER ON!!!

12/11/09 10:08 AM

#1044

Ok, Jim... confess... who wrote that first paragraph of that last post for you?

Now this is the honest truth... I Googled "Barb Wire", and my computer froze!!! Honest. I kid you not! So... I still haven't seen those pictures. Connie, you may have to give me all the details. I will confess I still have plenty of fantasies myself. I won't name names, but her initials are... (never mind). Actually I do still have a very young, active, creative mind. Now if my body could just keep up with it.

Have a great weekend everyone. Liz and the choir are presenting their Christmas Musical production (Joy to the World) tonight and Sunday night. I love Christmas music! I will be there tonight as the unofficial, official photographer.

Reporting live from Fantasyland... this is Don.

12/11/09 10:22 AM

#1045

PS Maybe I should start a new User Forum topic on "Fantasies". It might be interesting but I'm the only one who has posted anything there for months and months. No fun talking to myself.

12/11/09 03:34 PM

#1046

If any of y'all could see what all I have to do you'd say, "Get your butt off that computer, Diane!" Honest, I'm just sitting down for a minute. I have frozen my extremities off getting out and running in and out of stores, and my kitchen looks like evil Christmas elves went berserk in there. I have baked cookies and made candy until I am sick of smelling the stuff, and now I have the cleaning to do. We leave on Tuesday, so some of these Christmas traditions are pushed up earlier than normal. We have our open house for our neighbors tomorrow, and I can only hope I can find everything again once I have shoved things into, under, and behind other things in order to "tidy up".

Actually I was so moved by Jim's poetry, that I just had to say "thanks". It's been too long since I've been compared to the cherry on top of a banana split. You are so Shakespearean, Jim, and I am sure I speak for all the delicate 1968 flowers out there when I say, "Bless your heart, you smooth talking thang". I am sure Don is wrong to think that you did not think up that prose all by yourself. I don't know about the little black dress, but I think I may be able to get into a medium size black mumu. Hope that will be OK.

We are so crazy, aren't we? Better get back to the disaster upstairs. There are meatballs to make. We have a party with church friends tonight which requires more hauling of food. Everyone have a wonderful weekend, and keep it safe. I hope to enjoy it with my fantastic husband. Hmmm, sounds very close to "fantasy", doesn't it? I guess some fantasies come true after all. (Don't y'all gag all at once!)

Reporting from the frozen tundra of Ohio,
Diane

12/11/09 03:40 PM

#1047

Interesting day... two doctor's appointments. The first one this morning was a routine visit to my primary physician for bloodwork and RX refills. And I just got back from the second appointment at my Eye Clinic for eye exam and new glasses. My new eye doctor is Oriental descent... and named Dr. Ho. I wanted so bad to shake his hand, and say Merry Christmas... Ho, Ho, Ho!

12/13/09 11:48 PM

#1048

Don, this may be my last entry before we leave for Colorado, but I had to comment about Dr. Ho. I'm pretty sure I can see you and raise you one. You know my knee that I had operated on? Well, I have been going to therapy for it, and guess what the name of my therapist is -it's Mr. Horney. Oh my gosh! When I saw his name tag, "Ed Horney" I thought "OK, Diane, skip all formalities and get on a first name basis with this guy right now!"
It's just so much easier for me to say, "Ed", than to say, "Mr. Horney, please show me that knee exercise again". Poor fella. This of course brings us to the topic of funny names. I have gone to church with a family of Roaches, and were good friends with a Turnipseed family when we lived in California. Not that I thought anything about it at the time, but we all crossed paths with a lot of Butts back in the day, which I now find amusing.

Well, I better go. We went to a party Friday night, gave a party yesterday, hosted another party for a church group tonight, and I am partied out. Tomorrow I pack, and try to remember all the things I told myself not to forget.

I wish each and everyone of you dear friends a blessed Christmas. I count myself lucky to have been gifted long ago with people who instilled in me good, old-fashioned values, and with friends who didn't try to lead me too far from them.

Signing off with a line from one of my favorite songs-
"Let there be peace on earth, and let it begin with me"

Love to each and everyone,
Diane

12/14/09 09:01 AM

#1049

HAPPY MONDAY! I've been absent for a few days and return to SOOOO many interesting topics I don't know where to begin. I'm happy to be back at work (yeah, right) so I can get some rest. Took off Friday to continue work on the kitchen - lookin' good! and then had two grand daughters spend Saturday night - the real reason I need some rest. More on that and Wii later but the names thing really caught my interest.
While living in Montgomery, AL we went forward one Sunday morning to join the church we had been attending. Another couple came forward that morning also. Their name - Christian. Every church is happy to have some Christians join their membership. Much longer story about the friendship that developed out of that but I'll save that for later.
My neurologist - Dr. Wimpey. I'll gladly pay you Tuesday for a diagnosis today. I had to refrain from laughing more than once.
And honest to God my current boss's name is Fluck. Yeah, you read it right - with and "L". He has great fun with it and I try to help out all I can. For instance I heard that he and a famous chef are going into business together - Puck & Fluck.
And the worst one of all - Grice! Not a common name and then I married SHERRON, an even less common name. Dick and Diane you can probably better identify with our situation and the unique names you can encounter in the military. I was never quit sure if they meant me or not when they called ... GREASY, ... GREASY! And poor Sherron ... (let me try phonetically) CHER-ON GREASY!
Oh, the crosses me must bear!
Heres praying you all have a safe and blessed Christmas season as many begin their travels. I'm wound up today so I'll post more useless gibberish as I have more time. Later.

12/14/09 09:13 AM

#1050

My apologies before I begin, but I just couldn't let Dr. Ho go. Don, you have to ask ... Where is the Ho house? Does he have a lot of little Ho's running around his house? Is he the only Ho or does he have a sister Ho?
Okay enough Grice, get back to work! Later.

12/14/09 12:56 PM

#1051

I am not even going to touch any of the above!
Later on!

12/14/09 02:19 PM

#1052

Jim you wimp! First Don Ho (forgive me) doesn't want to be included in the Dirty Old Man Club and now you bailing!! I guess I'm all alone in the world of risque. If Dennis would ever check in - I bet he would join me!!!
Any who, I was going to convey some of my weekend exploits for everyone's enlightenment and entertainment, so here goes:
Sherron's parents have been after us for a couple of months to let them take us out to dinner, so Friday while I was off, she called them and said if they still wanted to take us out, that would be a good time. They wanted to take us to a fish house in Elberton. Sherron fussed about what to wear to which I replied - a fish house in Elberton on Friday night just doesn't sound like a black tie affair. She finally elected to wear jeans and was probably over dressed. We reported promptly at 4:45 as directed and loaded up for a trip to the Red Minnow. We travelled along all of the county back roads, even crossing the Watson Mill covered bridge. The rapids were beautiful in the late evening light and higher than I had ever seen before. Once in Elberton, her father missed the correct turn and we ended up ambling through the stone cutting warehouse district before finding a sign the said "Red Minnow - 2 Miles". If you haven't been there - its the place to go for GOOD home cooking - frog legs, fish, fried green tomatoes, collards, fried apple fritters....... problem is, Sherron and I have cut way back on consuming fried foods. We ate way too much and then - it hit!! All of that grease settled in our pristine guts like a ton of lead!! We both though we would have to leave a significant portion of what we had previously consumed in their parking lot. Funny how something can taste so good one minute and make you feel so bad the next!! Several peppermints and a bottle of tums later and all was well, but it was close for a while.
The clientel appeared to be regulars. Most were working men and hunters coming straight from work/woods. Some families and some that really knew how to take advantage of a buffet. This one fellow came in that had to weigh over 400 lbs. He was so large he couldn't walk to the buffet. His wife(?) kept bringing him plate after plate. Now I've always had a curiosity about the love life of VERY large individuals which made the logo on the jacket of the (passed) middle aged wife of this VERY large man even funnier - VIAGRA - in BIG bold letters. Now this fellow looked more like he would fit the Rodney Dangerfield line - having a mirror installed over his dinning table than .... well "some of you" might get the picture.
If you want some GOOD home cooking and you can handle the grease, I recommend the Red Minnow.
Like I said, I'm wound up so .... more to come. Later.

12/14/09 02:53 PM

#1053

The Red Minnow sounds like my kind of place, Gary. I'm a baked fish kind of guy, but once in a while, I love all that fried stuff. By the way, Friday night after our church Christmas musical, Liz and I came home and had some egg nog... (not spiked). It tasted great, but in the wee wee hours, it came back to haunt us both.

Jim... you may be the wise one here today. Looks like I got something started again, and I guess I knew it would go downhill from there. I could come up with a line or two to go with Dr. Horney too, but I guess I'd better not touch that name either or else my name will be "Mudd"! But I will pass this one along. True story. When I first came to Atlanta and worked for the City of Atlanta, I had a coworker named John Fagut. Spelled a little different than the derogatory term, but pronounced exactly the same. He was straight as an arrow too, as nice as he could be, with a great sense of humor. I guess he had to have one with a handle like that, or else grow up to be a mean SOB. Poor fellow... that's worse than a boy named Sue.

Diane... Hope you and Dick have a great Christmas trip to Colorado.

Reporting live with Tiny Bubbles... this is "Don Ho".

12/14/09 04:20 PM

#1054

Don, I have to be honest with you - you do have a knack for putting a zinger out there for the rest of us to step in....
Oh well, here is the rest of my weekend in a third and final (for today) installment.
I am sure you have all been introduced to the Wii. My oldest grandson is a master Wii'er. After he introduced me to a few games and hearing about the optional programs that could benefit this older generation, I decided to invest in one as a source of entertainment for the grandkids and hopefully motivation to get my butt off the sofa. It proved to be GREAT entertainment for the grand daughters this weekend - no revelation there but - have you tried the fitness evaluator? For any novice out there - like me until last week - you take a series of "fitness" tests and it gives you your "fitness" age. This includes batting, bowling and tennis simulations. Well I thought okay I can do this - NOT SO FAST THERE FAT BOY - YOUR FITNESS AGE - 75!!! I thought, okay its my first time, I'll do better tomorrow. So the next day I'm instructing Sherron on the finer points of this new source of entertainment and convince her to take the fitness test - her fitness age - 51!!! Nothing great but far better than - 75 and younger than her years. Not to be outdone, I had to show her how its done - my new fitness age - 77!!!! Well I am a day older. How can this be. Admittedly I don't have the physique of a college athlete but I'm not a total lardass either. 77!!! Well, like I said, my grand daughters were thoroughly entertained playing Wii all weekend which means Papa had lots of opportunity to practice. So while no one was watching, time for the fitness test again. I gave it my all - 5 - count them 5 home runs! Perfect volleys and just the right english on the old bowling ball. My new fitness age - drum roll please - "36"!!!! I was so proud I vowed to never test again. 36!!! I slept the sleep of a champion - 5 home runs, perfect volleys, perfect rolls and then - I woke up. Have you noticed how the morning after can destroy the night before? My every tortured move sounded like breakfast cereal - snap, crackle and pop. I would have been happy to feel ONLY 77!! My shoulder hurt, my back ached, my ... everything was sore. But for a brief shining moment, I had been "36" again.
Later.

12/14/09 08:55 PM

#1055

Just a quick note to ease my guilty and ashamed conscience. I think it was crude of me to talk about the name of my therapist, and I don't know what came over me. Maybe too much mulled apple cider. I sincerely apologize for my unladylike comments, and hope I did not offend anyone. I'm probably going to be the little old lady in the nursing home that no one will want to sit with because they know she will be saying something inappropriate.

Gary, I loved reading about all you've been up to. The Wii story is very, very funny. Also, the Red Minnow is a place I've never been, but have heard much about. Elberton was my stomping ground a long time ago-when I wasn't stomping around Oglethorpe county. The Red Minnow is a place my daddy would have dearly loved, and I wish he was here so I could take him there. But I can't handle grease anymore either.

Off to see my kids and grands tomorrow.

Again, "Merry Christmas",
Diane

12/15/09 08:24 AM

#1056

ALL RIGHT!!! ALL RIGHT I'LL GIVE YOU NAMES. I
HAD A LADY COME INTO THE OFFICE A COUPLE MONTHS
BACK. HER NAME WAS FATIMA BUTTS!!! AND SHE IS!!!!
I'VE WROTE INSURANCE FOR; A WILLIE NELSON, THE
"KING" ELVIS PRESSLEY, JESSIE JAMES AND BEN ARNOLD.
I HAVE INSURED A SEAVON BUTTS. AND LAST I HAVE
INSURED ONE ROBERT CRATCHETT>
TOP THEM APPLES!!!
LATER

12/15/09 08:50 AM

#1057

ALSO A WARREN BONDS, THOMAS PAYNE AND THERE IS
A GEORGE THOMAS WASHINGTON JR.

12/15/09 09:50 AM

#1058