Sunday, August 20, 2006


In this shot here,,If you look carefully you can see the Bald Eagle perched high up in the tree. Not sure if you click on it, if it will enlarge or not,,but give it a shot. Given any time you go for a boat ride you will see at least one if not five on the Hudson River. They really are making a come back. Every time I go out on the river I notice all the beauty that is around. I grew up on the river and never get tired of it. I can't imagine my life with out it. I really need to Kayak a bit more. Lately when we go out it's either in the big boat or the 16ft. And my canoe and kayak remain idle. I used to love hoping in the canoe and paddling up the river and getting {J} herring to use for bait. Or seeing how many lures I can find. Or watching fish or turtles or eels going by. And thanking that I was in the boat. Life is good!!!,,The other morning when I was going to work I noticed this car,,it was a Ford Fiesta,,and on the front window was the words spoiled. I started laughing thinking how low maintness is that. But I am sure that person was happy and content. I think when you drive a Beamer or Jag you don't need to advertise ,,,dam I wish I had a Jaguar. It's funny because I never feel safe in just a car,,I need a Blazer or even a Hummer,,but you go and get me a Jag and my fears are gone. Don't believe me,,,go on and buy me a Jaguar and we will see!! Well today rolled by mighty quick. And it was a pretty nice day here. A little muggy but I liked it. Saw {J'S} Mom in my garden snapping pictures of the flowers. I am glad she appreciates all the plants I have growing. I managed to go to the gym today,,Worked out for 90 minutes and then tanned. Felt good to do a little of me things today. This week is going to be busy,,with the mail all week then racing to my homecare job,,I definitely will be looking forward to next Sunday. Now that I think of it,,it will be Monday that I look forward to. Sunday we have a 8am Mass to go to for {J's} sister. She passed away a few years ago of Cancer. The Mass was suppose to be at 10 am,,and Madee told me to day it is 8am. And she is planning a brunch after it. I told her we will make the Mass,,,but then we are going up to Turning Stone. Think she was disappointed,,,but can't please every one all the time. Plus I usually don't eat till 12pm anyhow. And looking forward to going up there and seeing my sister and her family. I still haven't seen her since she moved from Minnesota. She also told me within a year they are moving down to the Island. And no way will I drive down there. Of course {J} will but at least up in Rome I can go when ever I want. Now it's time to get ready for my morrow and read some of my favorite bloggers--Greek Tragedy and I'm not touching you blogs....So HAPPY TRAILS!!!!!####################################Moshe was moderately successful in his career, but as he got older he was increasingly hampered by incredible headaches. So he sought medical help.After being referred from one specialist to another, he finally came across a doctor who solved the problem. "The good news is I can cure your headaches. The bad news is that it will require castration. You have a very rare condition that causes your testicles to press up against the base of your spine. The pressure creates one hell of a headache. The only way to relieve the pressure is to remove the testicles." Moshe was shocked and depressed. He wondered if he had anything to live for. However, he couldn't concentrate long enough to answer, so he decided he had no choice but to go under the knife. When he left the hospital, Moshe’s head was clear for the first time in ages. As he was walking down Golders Green High Street, he realised thathe could make a new beginning and live a new life. As he walked past a clothes shop, Moshe thought, "That's what I need - a new suit. He entered the shop and told the salesman, "I'd like a new suit."The salesman eyed him briefly and said, "Let's see, size 44 long." Moshe laughed, "That's right, how did you know?""It's my job." Moshe tried on the suit. It fitted perfectly. As Moshe admired him self in the mirror, the salesman asked, "How about a new shirt?" Moshe thought for a moment and then said, "Sure." The salesman eyed Moshe and said, "Let's see, 34 sleeve and 16½ neck" Moshe was surprised, "That's right, how did you know?""It's my job." Moshe tried on the shirt. It fitted perfectly. As Moshe adjusted the collar in the mirror, the salesman asked, "How about new shoes?"Moshe was on a roll and said, "Sure." The salesman eyed Moshe’s feet and said, "Let's see, 9½E fitting." Moshe was astonished, "That's right, how did you know?""It's my job." Moshe tried on the shoes and they fitted perfectly. Moshe walked comfortably around the shop and the salesman asked, "How about a new hat?" Without hesitating, Moshe said, "Sure." The salesman eyed Moshe’s head and said, "Let's see, 7 5/8." Moshe was incredulous, "That's right, how did you know?""It's my job." The hat fitted perfectly. Moshe was feeling great, when the salesman asked, "How about some new underwear?" Moshe thought for a second and said, "Sure." The salesman stepped back, eyed Moshe’s waist and said, "Let's see, size 36." Moshe laughed, "No, you're wrong this time. I've worn size 34 since I was 18 years old." The salesman shook his head, "You can't wear a size 34. It would press your testicles up against the base of your spine and give you one hell of a headache."

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