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Today’s Blog Post
Doing Dr. Dad aint fun – Part Two – but improving
So the new bad word of the day for us is – “MacroBid”. It was prescribed for my wife on Sunday night at the Hospital when she was dealing with a UTI – a bladder infection. She had taken this before – one year ago – and it had worked then, but not this time around.
I know that it will make my Doctor Friends and Medical Personnel groan when I say I found an answer on the Internet… but it worked.
After I read the responses that other patients were having to this antibiotic I stopped her from taking the next pill. Within three hours she was up and walking around. She was weak but now back to herself – or at least coming back. No food for three days can leave you fairly weak as well and with not being able to hold much water down… or not wanting to drink too much because it will just come back up… can leave you weak as well.
Now I smile. We were able to get a Doctor’s appointment by 10 AM. By then Alida was starting to feel much better. He checked her over thoroughly… and guess what… He said, “I think you should stop taking this antibiotic…”
I sat on the chair listening to this and grinned at my wife. I bit deeply on my tongue in that I wanted to tell him that, “On askapatient.com the other folk said…” But I didn’t.
By the afternoon and evening my wife had returned from the never, never land of crying out in pain, groaning in agony and shivering so hard her teeth were chattering… then burning up in a fever of 102.9 to 99.6 to 101.4 to 98.6 to… up and down like a roller coaster.
Dr. Dad doesn’t know everything… but he knows enough that he can’t do the job alone.
I am very thankful that our Doctor cares… and that his secretary is very helpful in her response to my plea for help.
I am so glad to have Alida back from the edge…
Gym time… gotta run… really run…
~ Murray Lincoln ~
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http://www.askapatient.com/viewrating.asp?drug=20064&name=MACROBID
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Doing Dr. Dad aint fun!
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Today’s Blog Post
Doing Dr. Dad aint fun!
What appears to be a Flu like condition for my wife has persisted for over 72 hours now. This is definitely not normal.
Doing the Dr. Dad thing is not easy.
It appears now that we may well be facing a complication with an antibiotic that was prescribed on Sunday at the Emergency Department. Though the instruction sheet accompanying the prescription stated that there could be some side affects, this appears to be more severe.
BLAH – what do you do for a wife that is sick and not able to think clearly?
But going to the Internet and plugging in the name of the product that she took and then reading the web pages that describe some of the things that others have experienced, WE HAVE A BIGGER PROBLEM NOW!
Yep – I will be calling the real Doctor’s Office shortly.. and doing the re-dial thing for an hour or so… and then maybe taking Alida to see the man… or maybe to the Hospital again… or maybe….?????
I don’t like doing the Dr. Dad thing at all. My suggestions to my wife don’t work. Argggghhh!
If I could take her out to the garage and take her apart a little – you know just a few screws out here and a part off there…I am sure I could fix her up. I can fix almost anything else… I should be able to fix here too.
But no way.. she doesn’t think I know which screw needs to come loose.
I gotta call the Doctor soon… Gotta run…
~ Murray Lincoln ~
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Today’s Blog Post
Doing Dr. Dad aint fun!
What appears to be a Flu like condition for my wife has persisted for over 72 hours now. This is definitely not normal.
Doing the Dr. Dad thing is not easy.
It appears now that we may well be facing a complication with an antibiotic that was prescribed on Sunday at the Emergency Department. Though the instruction sheet accompanying the prescription stated that there could be some side affects, this appears to be more severe.
BLAH – what do you do for a wife that is sick and not able to think clearly?
But going to the Internet and plugging in the name of the product that she took and then reading the web pages that describe some of the things that others have experienced, WE HAVE A BIGGER PROBLEM NOW!
Yep – I will be calling the real Doctor’s Office shortly.. and doing the re-dial thing for an hour or so… and then maybe taking Alida to see the man… or maybe to the Hospital again… or maybe….?????
I don’t like doing the Dr. Dad thing at all. My suggestions to my wife don’t work. Argggghhh!
If I could take her out to the garage and take her apart a little – you know just a few screws out here and a part off there…I am sure I could fix her up. I can fix almost anything else… I should be able to fix here too.
But no way.. she doesn’t think I know which screw needs to come loose.
I gotta call the Doctor soon… Gotta run…
~ Murray Lincoln ~
http://www.murraylincoln.com/
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Running or Ruining the House – I am in Trouble!
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Today’s Blog Post
Running or Ruining the House – I am in Trouble!
Nuts… have you ever tried to find something that your wife bought and you have no idea which store it was? I walked down the aisle of the store today looking for the brand that she requested! Arghhh! Not in that store!!!
That was one task. The other was getting the washing done and the dryer cycle spinning the right way. But that was added to the unbelievable task of just running the house. (As I typed out this sentence just now spell check caught “ruining” when I meant “running.” But ruining in likely what I am doing right now!)
My friend lost his wife to another man not long ago. He has told me how hard it is to be both Dad and Mom at the same time plus keep the house up as well. Now I believe him – totally. He really doesn’t mind about the loss of his wife – but the doing of both jobs is ridiculous. At least the part about being two people is tough!
My wife suddenly lost all interest in life with a real nasty 24 Hour Bug that hit her. Fever has been very high. Sleeping is the only cure… and completely away from it all is the greatest need.
But life has to go on. With much planned and huge issues to deal with – I cannot stop moving.
I forgot some things I am sure… but then I will find out about them later this week. I know I forgot something… somewhere… some time.
What a week to start renovations on a basement!
BUT I got it done and the paint is drying now.
I have a new empathy for my friend now. Hey Bro C – I admire you more than my words can express!
This post is for you Bro! You are the man. My effort is for about 48 hours or maybe 72… yours does not stop.
Gotta run… get super in the oven. The 90 year old is hungry… I think I might be if I slow down… and maybe my wife will handle soup tonight… or maybe a baked potato… hmmmm???
~ Murray Lincoln ~
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Today’s Blog Post
Running or Ruining the House – I am in Trouble!
Nuts… have you ever tried to find something that your wife bought and you have no idea which store it was? I walked down the aisle of the store today looking for the brand that she requested! Arghhh! Not in that store!!!
That was one task. The other was getting the washing done and the dryer cycle spinning the right way. But that was added to the unbelievable task of just running the house. (As I typed out this sentence just now spell check caught “ruining” when I meant “running.” But ruining in likely what I am doing right now!)
My friend lost his wife to another man not long ago. He has told me how hard it is to be both Dad and Mom at the same time plus keep the house up as well. Now I believe him – totally. He really doesn’t mind about the loss of his wife – but the doing of both jobs is ridiculous. At least the part about being two people is tough!
My wife suddenly lost all interest in life with a real nasty 24 Hour Bug that hit her. Fever has been very high. Sleeping is the only cure… and completely away from it all is the greatest need.
But life has to go on. With much planned and huge issues to deal with – I cannot stop moving.
I forgot some things I am sure… but then I will find out about them later this week. I know I forgot something… somewhere… some time.
What a week to start renovations on a basement!
BUT I got it done and the paint is drying now.
I have a new empathy for my friend now. Hey Bro C – I admire you more than my words can express!
This post is for you Bro! You are the man. My effort is for about 48 hours or maybe 72… yours does not stop.
Gotta run… get super in the oven. The 90 year old is hungry… I think I might be if I slow down… and maybe my wife will handle soup tonight… or maybe a baked potato… hmmmm???
~ Murray Lincoln ~
http://www.murraylincoln.com/
Monday, April 4, 2011
The Big Six Group – full of it and spreading it thicker and thicker
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The Big Six Group – full of it and spreading it thicker and thicker
They are really funny to say the least. They are the Big Six. They sit in McDonalds from about 8 Am until just before 9 AM at which time they exit quickly. I have yet to figure out just who they are really… what they do now or what they represent completely.
My guess is that there are Six Happy Wives somewhere each morning that are getting their lives adjusted to the fact that the Big Guy isn’t at home bugging her with all his stories.
The fact is that the Big Guy(any one of them of the Big Six) doesn’t talk to his wife much, but rather grunts in either affirmation or protest.
But at McDonalds they don’t grunt, they brag and brag and brag. They shoot the Bull all over the place. In fact it is so thick at times I am convinced that McDonalds will have to scrub down the walls where they sit.
Now I should explain that they sit in almost a circle, two on one side of a double table(south side) with no one at the other side of that table. Two more at the double table just north of the first two’s table. Then two more grab individual, moveable chairs and place them at the east and west side of the table.
The same men sit in exactly the same place each morning – there are no changes at all.
Now you need to know they are Big Men – making up the Big Six group.
But like any group there are some that are more powerful than others. They have the most to say and are the loudest as well.
This AM it was like watching the King hold court. The dude sitting on the west chair was able to maintain almost complete control of the entire hour. This was the King for the day… or hour… or that conversation and story telling.
But after the King told a great and tall story that required timing and precise Bull spreading.. he was scooped royally. Big Six Red in the Face laid out an unheard story that he pulled from the deep dark past.
Big Six Red in the Face told how he was headed south to cross the border into the USA to take up the job that he was offered by a large company. He arrived at the Border and was about to cross into the USA. They stopped him and arrested him, took his tool kit away and put him in jail.
It was dead quiet at that point. The Big Six was stone still as they waited for what happened next.
The Big Six Red in the Face completed the story mentioning he was 19 when that happened.
Big Six Red in the Face is now about 79 years old – which is likely the average age of the Bull spreaders.
How do I know this? How can I tell you what happens so clearly. I sit just behind the King and his court. Big Six Red in the Face sits on his left – in one of the north seats.
With Big Six Red in the Face sits with Gigantus. This man has to be at least 6 foot 6 inches or more. He is really big and lumbers a bit when he walks out to his car to leave.
Beside Gigantus is the Corvette Dude. Every morning he runs another Corvette story past these other guys… just to make them jealous I am sure.
To his left and sitting at the south table is the Har Har Man. No matter what is said he cracks a joke and then laughs loudly at his own humor. His comments are generally ignored by the rest. But some of his stories prompt Big Red in the Face to tell another one.
With Har Har Man is the gentle little White Haired Guy that waits for a turn to say something, agrees with everyone else all the time and does every say much. White Haired Guy likely was the last guy to be picked for Scrub Baseball on the old school yard.
But then there is the King… wrinkled face, reddish cheeks and the voice that never quits. He is always telling a One Up On You story. If they all have done it before, he has done it bigger, better, more extreme than any of the other Big Six.
That is true except for this morning when Big Six Red in the Face went to a jail cell at the border for trying to sneak into the USA.
The King was able to tell the guys that his wife does most of her shopping near where that happened….
Who are the Big Six group at McDonalds?
My guess is that they are former G.E. Employees(General Electric) – that worked together tightly on the factory floor.. now retired they have their early morning chin wag and Bull spread sessions between 8 and 9 AM.
One thing I know for sure… there are at least six very happy wives that are alone for almost one full hour… maybe more each morning!
Would you like to join me for coffee one morning soon. I can talk loud and you can laugh. Wait till the Big Six hear about me eating Snake and Eel! You can laugh and egg me on… that reminds me.. did I tell you about the time that I ….
~ Murray Lincoln ~
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Today’s Blog Post
The Big Six Group – full of it and spreading it thicker and thicker
They are really funny to say the least. They are the Big Six. They sit in McDonalds from about 8 Am until just before 9 AM at which time they exit quickly. I have yet to figure out just who they are really… what they do now or what they represent completely.
My guess is that there are Six Happy Wives somewhere each morning that are getting their lives adjusted to the fact that the Big Guy isn’t at home bugging her with all his stories.
The fact is that the Big Guy(any one of them of the Big Six) doesn’t talk to his wife much, but rather grunts in either affirmation or protest.
But at McDonalds they don’t grunt, they brag and brag and brag. They shoot the Bull all over the place. In fact it is so thick at times I am convinced that McDonalds will have to scrub down the walls where they sit.
Now I should explain that they sit in almost a circle, two on one side of a double table(south side) with no one at the other side of that table. Two more at the double table just north of the first two’s table. Then two more grab individual, moveable chairs and place them at the east and west side of the table.
The same men sit in exactly the same place each morning – there are no changes at all.
Now you need to know they are Big Men – making up the Big Six group.
But like any group there are some that are more powerful than others. They have the most to say and are the loudest as well.
This AM it was like watching the King hold court. The dude sitting on the west chair was able to maintain almost complete control of the entire hour. This was the King for the day… or hour… or that conversation and story telling.
But after the King told a great and tall story that required timing and precise Bull spreading.. he was scooped royally. Big Six Red in the Face laid out an unheard story that he pulled from the deep dark past.
Big Six Red in the Face told how he was headed south to cross the border into the USA to take up the job that he was offered by a large company. He arrived at the Border and was about to cross into the USA. They stopped him and arrested him, took his tool kit away and put him in jail.
It was dead quiet at that point. The Big Six was stone still as they waited for what happened next.
The Big Six Red in the Face completed the story mentioning he was 19 when that happened.
Big Six Red in the Face is now about 79 years old – which is likely the average age of the Bull spreaders.
How do I know this? How can I tell you what happens so clearly. I sit just behind the King and his court. Big Six Red in the Face sits on his left – in one of the north seats.
With Big Six Red in the Face sits with Gigantus. This man has to be at least 6 foot 6 inches or more. He is really big and lumbers a bit when he walks out to his car to leave.
Beside Gigantus is the Corvette Dude. Every morning he runs another Corvette story past these other guys… just to make them jealous I am sure.
To his left and sitting at the south table is the Har Har Man. No matter what is said he cracks a joke and then laughs loudly at his own humor. His comments are generally ignored by the rest. But some of his stories prompt Big Red in the Face to tell another one.
With Har Har Man is the gentle little White Haired Guy that waits for a turn to say something, agrees with everyone else all the time and does every say much. White Haired Guy likely was the last guy to be picked for Scrub Baseball on the old school yard.
But then there is the King… wrinkled face, reddish cheeks and the voice that never quits. He is always telling a One Up On You story. If they all have done it before, he has done it bigger, better, more extreme than any of the other Big Six.
That is true except for this morning when Big Six Red in the Face went to a jail cell at the border for trying to sneak into the USA.
The King was able to tell the guys that his wife does most of her shopping near where that happened….
Who are the Big Six group at McDonalds?
My guess is that they are former G.E. Employees(General Electric) – that worked together tightly on the factory floor.. now retired they have their early morning chin wag and Bull spread sessions between 8 and 9 AM.
One thing I know for sure… there are at least six very happy wives that are alone for almost one full hour… maybe more each morning!
Would you like to join me for coffee one morning soon. I can talk loud and you can laugh. Wait till the Big Six hear about me eating Snake and Eel! You can laugh and egg me on… that reminds me.. did I tell you about the time that I ….
~ Murray Lincoln ~
http://www.murraylincoln.com/
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Christian Idiots – Really STUPID IDIOTS
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Today’s Blog Post
Christian Idiots – Really STUPID IDIOTS
It’s Sunday – the Christian’s celebration day. The day you would really like to get together with Christians – if you are one. Yet – if you are not, you may not like them so much. For a whole lot of years of my life I have known I was kind of different from other people – as I was a “Christian”.
Now lots of people think themselves Christians and don’t think they are that different from everyone else. That is likely because they live in an all Christian world... kind of a Christian Bubble.
But not everyone is Christian in this world. It has taken present day Christians a long time to wake up to that fact… and some still haven’t come to that knowledge yet. In fact some are just completely in their own little world, their own little space, doing their own little thing.
Now if you are not Christian and reading this Blog, I can understand some of your aversion to me saying this word Christian so many times already in this Blog. In fact if you are a quiet christian, the kind that has a quiet and personal faith, that you celebrate in your own way, you may not feel comfortable when some one like me starts rattling on about Faith and the actions of Faith that kind of push me to tell people that I am Christain.
Now within weeks a new outreach program will begin in our community where folk in the community will be asked to ASK a Christian whatever they would like to ASK them. In fact it is suggested that these Christians that will be asked will be able answer the Question being asked.
It is a cute program that is now preparing Christians all over the city of Peterborough how they can answer Questions about Christianity. It has been advertised in our church bulletin for many weeks now. You can join into an Answer Group to get ready for the Question… from people that will be asking you about your faith.
Interesting.
I hate to pour cold water on a hot program… and worse yet on some of the dear folk that will earnestly be getting ready for the Questions that they will be asked. But I am predicting that this will be a tough time to be a Christian answering questions in the next few weeks.
That will happen all because of one REALLY STUPID “Christian” – who’s name is Pastor Terry Jones. He is the idiot of Gainesville, Florida, that threatened to burn the Koran back last year. Now the idiot supervised the actual act of Burning this Scared Book of the Islamic People. And he and a cohort did it all at the front of the small church, in a big burning dish, in a church service… then flashed it all over YouTube for the whole world to see.
In the last few days many people have been injured and many people have been killed because of this very STUPID MAN’S actions. In Afghanistan particularly there has been a horrible explosion of violence against the Western folk that were near by. In the simple mind of the local Islamic people, all Westerners are Christians just because they are not Muslim/Islamic! So all Westerners should die for what one man has done to their Holy Book.
Julian Assange, founder of Wikileaks, published some secret documents and embarrassed the USA. They said it compromised their security and everything in their power is being done to stop him, arrest him, try him and put him out of action.
What Pastor Terry has done is far more dangerous than what Julian Assange did. Assange embarrassed the USA, Pastor Terry will have made it possible to kill the Westerners – and hopefully the Americans wherever they are in the World. There is no Westerner safe anymore with this very STUPID action of one man, one church and one action.
I would not want to be a “Christian” answering questions locally in the next few days in my city. A whole lot of people are going to be distancing themselves from whacko groups that call themselves Christian.
One of the first Questions that I would see being asked is, “So are you like that Pastor Terry that burns the Koran on YouTube?”
There are quite a few Islamic folk that read this Blog from time to time. To you I apologize for the actions of one really Stupid Man that has done something very stupid. He did not do that on the part of the rest of us. We are not the same. Most Christians are not like this creep.
I am so sorry for what happened. Please, please know that we are not all that way.
My prediction is simple. Pastor Terry Jones will be arrested in the near future for inciting violence against the Islamic people. Surely that will take place in the near future. In Canada, what he has done is called a Hate Crime and there are punishments that can be laid out for him.
My other prediction is that Pastor Terry will soon disappear. He may well be a target now by the Extreme Islamic groups that will be hitting him soon.
If that does happen, I would like Terry to know that I am very unhappy with what you have done. You have disgraced what the rest of the Christian world has tried to do with showing our love. Terry some day you are going to have to answer for all that you have done. You are responsible in a horrible way for the murder of many… all because you are an egocentric, bad example as a Pastor or Minister.
You are one very big reason that I hate to be questioned about my faith… but I do have an answer to that earlier question… “No I am not like Pastor Terry Jones! I love people. I Love Islamic People – the same way that God does… and Pastor Terry is not like I am at all.”
God help us all – on this Holy Day for Christians… but most of all because the stupid actions done by these people of Gainesville, Florida. God help us all!
~ Murray Lincoln ~
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Resource
http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5h_Pw5WCWGcYuYyitmO3od5qcLZtw?docId=CNG.3abd4c004738d120be12d79890771d90.3d1
http://www.csmonitor.com/USA/2011/0402/Terry-Jones-How-free-speech-and-Quran-burning-can-lead-to-violence
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/WikiLeaks
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My Web Site is a like a Gallery – please drop in for a stroll through.
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Today’s Blog Post
Christian Idiots – Really STUPID IDIOTS
It’s Sunday – the Christian’s celebration day. The day you would really like to get together with Christians – if you are one. Yet – if you are not, you may not like them so much. For a whole lot of years of my life I have known I was kind of different from other people – as I was a “Christian”.
Now lots of people think themselves Christians and don’t think they are that different from everyone else. That is likely because they live in an all Christian world... kind of a Christian Bubble.
But not everyone is Christian in this world. It has taken present day Christians a long time to wake up to that fact… and some still haven’t come to that knowledge yet. In fact some are just completely in their own little world, their own little space, doing their own little thing.
Now if you are not Christian and reading this Blog, I can understand some of your aversion to me saying this word Christian so many times already in this Blog. In fact if you are a quiet christian, the kind that has a quiet and personal faith, that you celebrate in your own way, you may not feel comfortable when some one like me starts rattling on about Faith and the actions of Faith that kind of push me to tell people that I am Christain.
It is a cute program that is now preparing Christians all over the city of Peterborough how they can answer Questions about Christianity. It has been advertised in our church bulletin for many weeks now. You can join into an Answer Group to get ready for the Question… from people that will be asking you about your faith.
Interesting.
I hate to pour cold water on a hot program… and worse yet on some of the dear folk that will earnestly be getting ready for the Questions that they will be asked. But I am predicting that this will be a tough time to be a Christian answering questions in the next few weeks.
That will happen all because of one REALLY STUPID “Christian” – who’s name is Pastor Terry Jones. He is the idiot of Gainesville, Florida, that threatened to burn the Koran back last year. Now the idiot supervised the actual act of Burning this Scared Book of the Islamic People. And he and a cohort did it all at the front of the small church, in a big burning dish, in a church service… then flashed it all over YouTube for the whole world to see.
Julian Assange, founder of Wikileaks, published some secret documents and embarrassed the USA. They said it compromised their security and everything in their power is being done to stop him, arrest him, try him and put him out of action.
What Pastor Terry has done is far more dangerous than what Julian Assange did. Assange embarrassed the USA, Pastor Terry will have made it possible to kill the Westerners – and hopefully the Americans wherever they are in the World. There is no Westerner safe anymore with this very STUPID action of one man, one church and one action.
I would not want to be a “Christian” answering questions locally in the next few days in my city. A whole lot of people are going to be distancing themselves from whacko groups that call themselves Christian.
One of the first Questions that I would see being asked is, “So are you like that Pastor Terry that burns the Koran on YouTube?”
There are quite a few Islamic folk that read this Blog from time to time. To you I apologize for the actions of one really Stupid Man that has done something very stupid. He did not do that on the part of the rest of us. We are not the same. Most Christians are not like this creep.
I am so sorry for what happened. Please, please know that we are not all that way.
My prediction is simple. Pastor Terry Jones will be arrested in the near future for inciting violence against the Islamic people. Surely that will take place in the near future. In Canada, what he has done is called a Hate Crime and there are punishments that can be laid out for him.
My other prediction is that Pastor Terry will soon disappear. He may well be a target now by the Extreme Islamic groups that will be hitting him soon.
If that does happen, I would like Terry to know that I am very unhappy with what you have done. You have disgraced what the rest of the Christian world has tried to do with showing our love. Terry some day you are going to have to answer for all that you have done. You are responsible in a horrible way for the murder of many… all because you are an egocentric, bad example as a Pastor or Minister.
You are one very big reason that I hate to be questioned about my faith… but I do have an answer to that earlier question… “No I am not like Pastor Terry Jones! I love people. I Love Islamic People – the same way that God does… and Pastor Terry is not like I am at all.”
God help us all – on this Holy Day for Christians… but most of all because the stupid actions done by these people of Gainesville, Florida. God help us all!
~ Murray Lincoln ~
http://www.murraylincoln.com/
Resource
http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5h_Pw5WCWGcYuYyitmO3od5qcLZtw?docId=CNG.3abd4c004738d120be12d79890771d90.3d1
http://www.csmonitor.com/USA/2011/0402/Terry-Jones-How-free-speech-and-Quran-burning-can-lead-to-violence
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/WikiLeaks
Saturday, April 2, 2011
The Old Gal Texting
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Today’s Blog Post
The Old Gal Texting
Not sure I can give you an accurate picture of this image or not. But here goes.
Yesterday at about 1:00 PM my wife Alida and I were sitting in the Costco Food Court along with my mom. After a busy morning of getting some renovation work done and needing the drywall mud to dry, we did a mid day escape for the cheap Hot Dog and Fries thing. Three people can eat for $9.96.
Now if you have been to the Food Court at Costco you will realize that it has different clientele there on different days and different again at different times of the day.
1:00 PM on a Friday it is filled with old people looking for a cheapo lunch and 90 percent are eating the $2.00 Hot Dog and Pop. All the guys realize early after buying their Costco membership that you can’t take your gal out for a better date than this one... cost effective and good tasting… if you like Hot Dogs that is.
We are at the outside tables dealing with Mom’s walker. Mom is sitting on the opposite side of where I am and Alida is sitting beside her. Behind Alida and to my right is another Grandma type about our age. She is a striking lady… and “in her day” was likely a knock out. But as the time had rolled on the day was no longer hers… Yet in comparison to other Grandma’s in the food court she still was striking.
Now you need to see the fuller picture.
She was dressed in not so Grandma like clothes. She was not as fat as other Grandmas around her. Her jacket was not bought at Walmart. Her slender jeans fit just right. With her high heal shoes coming out just right from the perfect length jeans she definitely didn’t fit into the regular Grandma mode in the food court – all wearing old running shoes and baggy Grandma Pants. But most of the regular Grandmas all had big bottoms… this Grandma didn’t.
“Now how did you know if she had a big bottom or not!?” you ask…
Well as an artist and man there isn’t anything that I don’t notice. Leave it at that okay. She had been with her husband walking through the Costco aisles earlier and you could see the high heals and jeans then. With her short stylish, non Grandma, charcoal coloured, very sharp jacket with her bottom being visible. Not quite a moving billboard, but getting close… That is how I know – okay!
Back to the food court if I may change the topic again… okay…
Where she sat to my right and the next row back, she was sitting alone at this stage. Apparently she had secured the table while her man was retrieving the food and drinks at the Food Court counter. All the other tables around her were filled with fatter Grandparents munching on their Hot Dogs and enjoying their non speaking dates.
Oh I forgot to mention that people our age that have been married this long have little to say to each other on these “dates”. The Grandmas are checking their shopping lists – their dates are staring ahead into nothingness – or looking for some of their old friends that might be in the Food Court trapped on shopping trips the same way they are… oops I mean a date with their gals.
As I took a bite of my fully loaded Hot Dog an unusual ring happened. Nope it wasn’t the ring of the off balanced hearing aide that so often goes funny in a crowd like this… it was a definite, almost Cell Phone ring that had been modified somewhat. It was a jingling sound.
As I looked with others, the striking lady, “in her day” who was likely a knock out… brought out her Blackberry and looked at the tiny screen… and then smiled. Some one was messaging her.
She looked up to about six faces looking at her… mostly men and a few Grandmas… who had by now all noticed her high heals and jeans with her short stylish, non Grandma, charcoal coloured, very sharp jacket with her bottom being visible.
She focused her attention on typing out a Text Message to whoever had sent her something – all the time smiling slightly… in her own little world.
All the six that had looked at her were back taking the third and fourth bites of their Hot Dogs.
Again that the Blackberry did its little jingle… to notify of another text message. The old guy at the next table asked his wife if her hearing aide was okay.
The Blackberry lady did something very funny… The Blackberry was laying on the table top as she looked down at it… and in a typical Grandma way… she Shushed it… you now the way that you do with your grandkids when they say something they shouldn’t or might be disturbing someone else nearby.
She not only Shushed it, she waved her hands at it to try to quiet it down.
I grinned from ear to ear and started telling my wife what was happening behind her back at the next table.
The Blackberry jingled again and again. The person on the other end had found out that there was a response and messages were coming at about one every 15 seconds of less.
Grandma couldn’t shush it… and was now fully engaged with whoever she was texting back and forth with.
Grandma wasn’t as fast as she typed fully her messages. That is why there was a pause between jingles. Whoever she was texting was young and fast.
My guess it was her granddaughter that was so excited that Grandma had her Blackberry out and was working it slowly but steadily.
It was at that stage the other Grandmas with bigger bottoms could see they were different than the Grandma with her high heals and jeans with her short stylish, non Grandma, charcoal coloured, very sharp jacket with her bottom being visible.
None of them knew what a Blackberry was.. could not understand Texting and still thought it was a hearing aide problem… and noticed their husbands looking at the lady in charcoal.
Her husband showed up with the food tray. Pizza, Fries and Pop… no HOT DOGS!
As they sat and ate… the jingling kept coming… and her husband just shook his head slightly as she quickly answered it. He ate all his pizza and some of the fries while she texted back and forth to her Granddaughter... or whoever it was.
I think she wasn’t as heavy as the other Grandmas in the Food Court because she Texted Messages rather than ate.
As she got up to leave, heads turned and watched them walk away… all for different reasons. You could only guess what was happening in each person’s minds.
One common thought I am guessing that Grandmas were thinking was, “They must be from Toronto… not from Peterborough… never saw them before…”
You know the Food Court at Costco – or at any Mall is a virtual treasure chest of stories.
Yesterday it was the Old Gal Texting… well maybe not so old…. have you caught that image now… too funny. The jacket was something else….
~ Murray Lincoln ~
http://www.murraylincoln.com/
This BLOG is sponsored by “Misty Hollow Carving”. You are welcome to visit Misty Hollow and see all of my carvings.
My Web Site is a like a Gallery – please drop in for a stroll through.
To help me promote my Web Site please copy this URL address and email to someone today http://www.murraylincoln.com/
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Today’s Blog Post
The Old Gal Texting
Not sure I can give you an accurate picture of this image or not. But here goes.
Yesterday at about 1:00 PM my wife Alida and I were sitting in the Costco Food Court along with my mom. After a busy morning of getting some renovation work done and needing the drywall mud to dry, we did a mid day escape for the cheap Hot Dog and Fries thing. Three people can eat for $9.96.
Now if you have been to the Food Court at Costco you will realize that it has different clientele there on different days and different again at different times of the day.
1:00 PM on a Friday it is filled with old people looking for a cheapo lunch and 90 percent are eating the $2.00 Hot Dog and Pop. All the guys realize early after buying their Costco membership that you can’t take your gal out for a better date than this one... cost effective and good tasting… if you like Hot Dogs that is.
We are at the outside tables dealing with Mom’s walker. Mom is sitting on the opposite side of where I am and Alida is sitting beside her. Behind Alida and to my right is another Grandma type about our age. She is a striking lady… and “in her day” was likely a knock out. But as the time had rolled on the day was no longer hers… Yet in comparison to other Grandma’s in the food court she still was striking.
Now you need to see the fuller picture.
She was dressed in not so Grandma like clothes. She was not as fat as other Grandmas around her. Her jacket was not bought at Walmart. Her slender jeans fit just right. With her high heal shoes coming out just right from the perfect length jeans she definitely didn’t fit into the regular Grandma mode in the food court – all wearing old running shoes and baggy Grandma Pants. But most of the regular Grandmas all had big bottoms… this Grandma didn’t.
“Now how did you know if she had a big bottom or not!?” you ask…
Well as an artist and man there isn’t anything that I don’t notice. Leave it at that okay. She had been with her husband walking through the Costco aisles earlier and you could see the high heals and jeans then. With her short stylish, non Grandma, charcoal coloured, very sharp jacket with her bottom being visible. Not quite a moving billboard, but getting close… That is how I know – okay!
Back to the food court if I may change the topic again… okay…
Where she sat to my right and the next row back, she was sitting alone at this stage. Apparently she had secured the table while her man was retrieving the food and drinks at the Food Court counter. All the other tables around her were filled with fatter Grandparents munching on their Hot Dogs and enjoying their non speaking dates.
Oh I forgot to mention that people our age that have been married this long have little to say to each other on these “dates”. The Grandmas are checking their shopping lists – their dates are staring ahead into nothingness – or looking for some of their old friends that might be in the Food Court trapped on shopping trips the same way they are… oops I mean a date with their gals.
As I took a bite of my fully loaded Hot Dog an unusual ring happened. Nope it wasn’t the ring of the off balanced hearing aide that so often goes funny in a crowd like this… it was a definite, almost Cell Phone ring that had been modified somewhat. It was a jingling sound.
As I looked with others, the striking lady, “in her day” who was likely a knock out… brought out her Blackberry and looked at the tiny screen… and then smiled. Some one was messaging her.
She looked up to about six faces looking at her… mostly men and a few Grandmas… who had by now all noticed her high heals and jeans with her short stylish, non Grandma, charcoal coloured, very sharp jacket with her bottom being visible.
She focused her attention on typing out a Text Message to whoever had sent her something – all the time smiling slightly… in her own little world.
All the six that had looked at her were back taking the third and fourth bites of their Hot Dogs.
Again that the Blackberry did its little jingle… to notify of another text message. The old guy at the next table asked his wife if her hearing aide was okay.
The Blackberry lady did something very funny… The Blackberry was laying on the table top as she looked down at it… and in a typical Grandma way… she Shushed it… you now the way that you do with your grandkids when they say something they shouldn’t or might be disturbing someone else nearby.
She not only Shushed it, she waved her hands at it to try to quiet it down.
I grinned from ear to ear and started telling my wife what was happening behind her back at the next table.
The Blackberry jingled again and again. The person on the other end had found out that there was a response and messages were coming at about one every 15 seconds of less.
Grandma couldn’t shush it… and was now fully engaged with whoever she was texting back and forth with.
Grandma wasn’t as fast as she typed fully her messages. That is why there was a pause between jingles. Whoever she was texting was young and fast.
My guess it was her granddaughter that was so excited that Grandma had her Blackberry out and was working it slowly but steadily.
It was at that stage the other Grandmas with bigger bottoms could see they were different than the Grandma with her high heals and jeans with her short stylish, non Grandma, charcoal coloured, very sharp jacket with her bottom being visible.
None of them knew what a Blackberry was.. could not understand Texting and still thought it was a hearing aide problem… and noticed their husbands looking at the lady in charcoal.
Her husband showed up with the food tray. Pizza, Fries and Pop… no HOT DOGS!
As they sat and ate… the jingling kept coming… and her husband just shook his head slightly as she quickly answered it. He ate all his pizza and some of the fries while she texted back and forth to her Granddaughter... or whoever it was.
I think she wasn’t as heavy as the other Grandmas in the Food Court because she Texted Messages rather than ate.
As she got up to leave, heads turned and watched them walk away… all for different reasons. You could only guess what was happening in each person’s minds.
One common thought I am guessing that Grandmas were thinking was, “They must be from Toronto… not from Peterborough… never saw them before…”
You know the Food Court at Costco – or at any Mall is a virtual treasure chest of stories.
Yesterday it was the Old Gal Texting… well maybe not so old…. have you caught that image now… too funny. The jacket was something else….
~ Murray Lincoln ~
http://www.murraylincoln.com/
Friday, April 1, 2011
My April Fools Day
Misty Hollow Carving
This BLOG is sponsored by “Misty Hollow Carving”. You are welcome to visit Misty Hollow and see all of my carvings.
My Web Site is a like a Gallery – please drop in for a stroll through.
To help me promote my Web Site please copy this URL address and email to someone today http://www.murraylincoln.com/
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Today’s Blog Post
My April Fools Day
Elizabeth May, of Canada’s Green Party, was elected Prime Minister last night. The other leaders all quit out of total disgust for the negative ads that were being broadcast daily – by each other. They just couldn’t take it any more. Elizabeth May had not been involved in all that stuff… so she took it – lock, stock and barrel.
It was then I woke up and realized that it was April 1, 2011… April Fools Day. My darn dreams were playing an April Fools Joke on me. How cruel can that be?
Imagine another four weeks and a few days of this election stuff. Yaaaaaah OoOOooOooiee. I am going crazy.
It wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t the kind of person that hears and keeps everything in my mind. I can see all the images that I looked at yesterday – when they came on TV! BLAH!
April Fools!
A friend of mine that has a store at the Mall downtown is about to play a nasty joke on the Mall Manager. All the cars sitting outside, around the rear Mall entrance are getting a notice placed on their front window stating that if they do not move their cars… the car will be crushed. When the folk get the notice they are to call the Mall Manager. You can only guess how her telephone line will be buzzing.
Last year he called her up and in a very excited way told her that a piece the roof had falling in and people had been seriously hurt with the chunks of concrete that hit them. The security guards were there in a heart beat… and the Mall Manager was running as hard as she could in her high heals! April Fools!
Wikipedia states…Quote “April Fools' Day is celebrated all around the world on the April 1 of every year. Sometimes referred to as All Fools' Day, April 1 is not a national holiday, but is widely recognized and celebrated as a day where everyone plays all kinds of jokes and foolishness. The day is marked by the commission of good humoured or funny jokes, hoaxes, and other practical jokes of varying sophistication on friends, family members, teachers, neighbors, work associates, etc.
Traditionally, in some countries such as New Zealand, Ireland, the UK, Australia, and South Africa, the jokes only last until noon, and someone who plays a trick after noon is called an "April Fool".
Elsewhere, such as in France, Italy, South Korea, Japan, Russia, The Netherlands, Germany, Brazil, Canada, and the U.S., the jokes last all day. The earliest recorded association between April 1 and foolishness can be found in Chaucer's Canterbury Tales (1392). Many writers suggest that the restoration of the January 1 as New Year's Day in the 16th century was responsible for the creation of the holiday, but this theory does not explain earlier references.
End quote
So here is my advice… All promises made today from the Five Leaders of the various political parties are going to be an April Fools Joke. Because it is in Canada… they can do it all day without being considered a “fool”.
My advice is – don’t believe any of them, what they say or what they promise, or what they do. Keep clear of them. If they try to kiss your baby… run away… just don’t forget your baby. But come to think of it… that may be what some mothers hope to do when these folk are making Day Care Promises.
WHATTTTT NO WAYYYY… Ahhh! I just woke up typing. I thought I was dreaming this… I thought that I was stillllll in bed……!!!!!!
April Fools on myself….
Time for the Gym!
~ Murray Lincoln ~
http://www.murraylincoln.com/
Resource
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/April_fools_day
This BLOG is sponsored by “Misty Hollow Carving”. You are welcome to visit Misty Hollow and see all of my carvings.
My Web Site is a like a Gallery – please drop in for a stroll through.
To help me promote my Web Site please copy this URL address and email to someone today http://www.murraylincoln.com/
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Today’s Blog Post
(April Fools joke - Denmark 2001 - opening of the new Metro service)
My April Fools Day
Elizabeth May, of Canada’s Green Party, was elected Prime Minister last night. The other leaders all quit out of total disgust for the negative ads that were being broadcast daily – by each other. They just couldn’t take it any more. Elizabeth May had not been involved in all that stuff… so she took it – lock, stock and barrel.
It was then I woke up and realized that it was April 1, 2011… April Fools Day. My darn dreams were playing an April Fools Joke on me. How cruel can that be?
Imagine another four weeks and a few days of this election stuff. Yaaaaaah OoOOooOooiee. I am going crazy.
It wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t the kind of person that hears and keeps everything in my mind. I can see all the images that I looked at yesterday – when they came on TV! BLAH!
April Fools!
A friend of mine that has a store at the Mall downtown is about to play a nasty joke on the Mall Manager. All the cars sitting outside, around the rear Mall entrance are getting a notice placed on their front window stating that if they do not move their cars… the car will be crushed. When the folk get the notice they are to call the Mall Manager. You can only guess how her telephone line will be buzzing.
Last year he called her up and in a very excited way told her that a piece the roof had falling in and people had been seriously hurt with the chunks of concrete that hit them. The security guards were there in a heart beat… and the Mall Manager was running as hard as she could in her high heals! April Fools!
Wikipedia states…Quote “April Fools' Day is celebrated all around the world on the April 1 of every year. Sometimes referred to as All Fools' Day, April 1 is not a national holiday, but is widely recognized and celebrated as a day where everyone plays all kinds of jokes and foolishness. The day is marked by the commission of good humoured or funny jokes, hoaxes, and other practical jokes of varying sophistication on friends, family members, teachers, neighbors, work associates, etc.
Traditionally, in some countries such as New Zealand, Ireland, the UK, Australia, and South Africa, the jokes only last until noon, and someone who plays a trick after noon is called an "April Fool".
Elsewhere, such as in France, Italy, South Korea, Japan, Russia, The Netherlands, Germany, Brazil, Canada, and the U.S., the jokes last all day. The earliest recorded association between April 1 and foolishness can be found in Chaucer's Canterbury Tales (1392). Many writers suggest that the restoration of the January 1 as New Year's Day in the 16th century was responsible for the creation of the holiday, but this theory does not explain earlier references.
End quote
So here is my advice… All promises made today from the Five Leaders of the various political parties are going to be an April Fools Joke. Because it is in Canada… they can do it all day without being considered a “fool”.
My advice is – don’t believe any of them, what they say or what they promise, or what they do. Keep clear of them. If they try to kiss your baby… run away… just don’t forget your baby. But come to think of it… that may be what some mothers hope to do when these folk are making Day Care Promises.
WHATTTTT NO WAYYYY… Ahhh! I just woke up typing. I thought I was dreaming this… I thought that I was stillllll in bed……!!!!!!
April Fools on myself….
Time for the Gym!
~ Murray Lincoln ~
http://www.murraylincoln.com/
Resource
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/April_fools_day
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