Archive for December, 2011

And ye, who have met with Adversity’s blast,
And been bow’d to the earth by its fury;
To whom the Twelve Months, that have recently pass’d
Were as harsh as a prejudiced jury –
Still, fill to the Future! and join in our chime,
The regrets of remembrance to cozen,
And having obtained a New Trial of Time,
Shout in hopes of a kindlier dozen.
~Thomas Hood

The Old Year has gone. Let the dead past bury its own dead. The New Year has taken possession of the clock of time. All hail the duties and possibilities of the coming twelve months! ~Edward Payson Powell

Another year gone, and what a year it was.
More health problems had me going back and forth to hospitals leaving me feeling depressed at one point with the fact that I couldn’t remember when I last felt well.
We had 2 births, 2 deaths and a marriage, (all family members), and a few of what could have been nasty accidents, (one family, and a couple friends), and at times my patients has been pushed to its limits.

It turned out to be an expensive year too, what with one thing and another. Some of which couldn’t be helped (like the running back and forth to Wales when father-in-law took a turn for the worst and left us), and others which were hubby’s fault, (yes they were), like the bathroom, which we agreed to getting in a plaster to do the bits we couldn’t do and doing the rest ourselves and hubby then telling him he could do the lot, so what would have cost us £1000 cost nearly £3000, but saying that there were a lot of problems along the way. Then there was the wedding which kind hearted hubby offered and paid for rooms so people could stay over at the hotel the reception was held up at, it’s just a shame the bank balance isn’t at big as his heart. Then all the usual things breaking down or blowing up having to be repaired or replaced.

Then we had the riots here in the UK and for 48 hours society fell apart, or at least it felt like it, but it’s nothing we haven’t seen before or won’t see again. A royal wedding which had most of the country ohh-ing and ahh-ing.

Worldwide earthquakes, floods, bad weather killed far too many, Mother Nature getting her own back. Tyrants dying or being killed, (will the world be a better place for it)?

CONTRACT for 2012.

After serious and cautious consideration… your contract of friendship has been renewed for the New Year 2012! It was a very hard decision to make… So try not to screw it up ! My Wish for You in 2012 – May peace break into your home and may thieves come to steal your debts.

May the pockets of your jeans become a magnet for $100 bills £100 notes and other currency money notes of high value. May love stick to your face like Vaseline and may laughter assault your lips!

May happiness slap you across the face and may your tears be that of joy and lastly, May the problems you have had forget your Home Address ! In short …….

May 2012 be the BEST YEAR OF YOUR LIFE ! (So far)


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Well That’s It

I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.

Turkey sandwich anyone? I have plenty.

Well that’s it, it’s all over. We all had some lovely presents. We spent Christmas day at home and dad popped round. Boxing day we went to sis-in-laws but came home early because I didn’t feel too well, making it back just in time before the winter vomiting bug kicked in.

We did at long last find someone who knew what was wrong with the boiler (after nearly 12 months and several plumbers/boiler repairmen) and was able to fix it, so we now have hot water again. But we didn’t get any snow, in fact it was quite warm, (or that could have been the bug).


Male or Female? You might not have known this, but a lot of non -living objects are actually either male or female. Here are some examples:

FREEZER BAGS: They are male, because they hold everything in, but you can see right through them.

PHOTOCOPIERS: These are female, because once turned off; it takes a while to warm them up again.
They are an effective reproductive device if the right buttons are pushed, but can also wreak havoc if you push the wrong Buttons.

TIRES: Tires are male, because they go bald easily and are often over inflated

HOT AIR BALLOONS: Also a male object, because to get them to go anywhere, you have to light a fire under their butt.

SPONGES: These are female, because they are soft, squeezable and retain water.

WEB PAGES: Female, because they’re constantly being looked at and frequently getting hit on.

TRAINS: Definitely male, because they always use the same old lines for picking up people.

EGG TIMERS: Egg timers are female because, over time, all the weight shifts to the bottom.

HAMMERS: Male, because in the last 5000 years, they’ve hardly changed at all, and are occasionally handy to have around.

THE REMOTE CONTROL: Female. Ha! You probably thought it would be male, but consider this: It easily gives a man pleasure, he’d be lost without it, and while he doesn’t always know which buttons to push, he just keeps trying


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A Christmas shopper’s complaint is one of long-standing.

Funny Pictures - Happy Christmas Face Cat
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A ghost story for Christmas

May the season bring you all you need.


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Do give books – religious or otherwise – for Christmas. They’re never fattening, seldom sinful, and permanently personal.

well it will soon be time for the big fat man all dressed in red or la Befana, or Pere Noel  and Pre Fouettard, or Dyet Moroz and Syyegorachka to arrive, so I hope you have all been good.

I have just read a nice little kiddie’s book called ‘The Christmas Kittens’ by Pamela Binns. Polly’s little brothers Peter and Pipkin are taken away to be TV stars and Polly goes in search of them, all rather sweet, and a lovely book for a kiddie. Although I do realise I haven’t left you much time before Christmas to buy a copy for your little ones, there’s always next year.


Some of the artists of the 60’s are revising their hits with new lyrics to accommodate aging baby boomers.
They include:

Bobby Darin —Splish, Splash, I Was Havin’ a Flash.

Herman’s Hermits —Mrs. Brown, You’ve Got a Lovely Walker .

Ringo Starr —I Get By With a Little Help From Depends.

The Bee Gees — -How Can You Mend a Broken Hip.

Roberta Flack—The First Time Ever I Forgot Your Face.

Johnny Nash —I Can’t See Clearly Now.

Paul Simon—Fifty Ways to Lose Your Liver

The Commodores —Once, Twice, Three Times to the Bathroom.

Marvin Gaye —Heard It Through the Grape Nuts.

Procol Harem—A Whiter Shade of Hair.

Leo Sayer —You Make Me Feel Like Napping.

The Temptations —Papa’s Got a Kidney Stone.

Abba —Denture Queen.

Tony Orlando —Knock 3 Times On The Ceiling If You Hear Me Fall.

Helen Reddy — I Am Woman, Hear Me Snore.

Leslie Gore— It’s My Procedure, and I’ll Cry If I Want To.

Willie Nelson — On the Commode Again


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We make a living by what we get but we make a life by what we give.

first posted August 09
Winter brings the cold weather that nips at the nose and fingers and makes everyone look like they are breathing smoke like a dragon. Grey low skies that look like you can reach up and pull them down and clear cold nights in which the stars shine as if they have been polished. Dark mornings and afternoons just right for snuggling in front of the fire. I love dark afternoons when all the houses have lights on and on wet dark afternoons the way car headlights and street lamps shine on the road. Waking to a strange glow and quietness that can only mean snow. Snow wonderful stuff, the way it lays like a blanket over everything changing even the most hum-drum of every day objects into a wonderful, magical world, and it’s never dark when it’s snowed, it brighten even the darkest night. Heavy frosts that outline and edge the grass and evergreens, and draws patterns on the windows. Sometimes we get fog and that gives everything yet another look, a creepy look and makes everything so quiet, it seem to wrap itself around sound and dull it down. I love to watch as the fog swirls in the lights in the back garden or the head lights of cars as they highlight it, or watch it wind its way through the tree branches and across water. Don’t you think the low winter sun trying hard to make some warmth just beautiful?

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It’s so SAD

Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind.


This is a very touching story about life, death and friends.

It’s certain to strum your heartstrings and touch your soul.

I normally don’t send out mushy e-mails to everyone, but this one

below I couldn’t help. … I’m still choked up over it.


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