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I so! dislike Daylight Savings Time!!!! LOLOLOL

On Friday, Bud and I took the entire day off and did nothing! We ended up at the beach. It was a gorgeous day [a couple of photos below within my poetry]. I took my book, [I have TWO more chapters still, to go, to finish the monster of a novel!] and I took my chaise lounge and just enjoyed the time of nothingness. It was a great few hours. Nothing can beat just sitting and enjoying the beauty of the shoreline. Then,…

Bud and I spent the whole day yesterday tearing down the outdoor decorations and packing away all the Halloween decor inside the house. Believe me when I say it was an all day’s job! For some reason, whether it’s the economy or whatever, there weren’t too many trick ‘r’ treaters the night before. We maybe, if lucky, had only 30 [if that many] guests come calling. We watched a Vincent Price movie…you know, he’s the king of macabre. A good fellow to watch on the night of all nights.
And I was so tired afterwards, I just flopped on the bed and slept. Not even reading. Atlas Shrugged, tho I wanted to finish it and move onto another book, [I've so many new ones to read lined up, that this 1100+ page novel by Ayn Rand is getting me back-logged in my reading of others] I didn’t get it completed yet!! It’s too good to put down and start another book. I MUST finish it before I get into another one…ya, it’s THAT good! Today, I tell myself, TODAY I will do nothing but read the last two chapters. I can’t wait to see how it all ends. I recommend this book to anyone.

But, in the meantime, since I’m not sleeping and wide awake —being daylight savings time has ended today, I’m up an hour too early. Dang!! Okay, so in the meantime, I felt poetic this morning with the two beach photos I’m sharing that I took with the cellphone this past Friday. I never, NEVER tire of just sitting and gazing out to the sea—

As I walk along the shore…
The surf hums a melody.
The ripples dance along with me.
Under the sun the tidal pool glistens.
I stop to consume the moment
… just to listen.

Under my feet the sand is shifting.
Beneath my toes the ebb is drifting.
Motion surrounds me. Still,
the minutes go by without me knowing
…as tho time is nil.
In the distance toward the horizon
The stream of sun’s light reflects upon the sea
The sky opens; a foyer to an everlasting door
God’s dazzling lights…his very own marquee.
…As I walk along the shore

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I say … and you think … ?

1. In love :: “I’m in love, I’m in love…with a WONDERFUL guy!” [South Pacific]
2. Be my guest :: Take it, it’s yours!
3. Number one :: Numero Uno [Spanish, 'number 1']
4. Swallowed whole :: Jonah & the Whale
5. 50 percent :: Off
6. Made in :: China
7. Supplement :: Income
8. Right for :: an attorney
okay, okay, so that’s weird. The Miranda Warning states a ‘right to’…but attorney is the first thing that came to me.
9. Endless :: Summer
10. Ceramic :: Tile

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Sunrise on October 31st.

I so! dislike Daylight Savings Time!!!! LOLOLOL

On Friday, Bud and I took the entire day off and did nothing! We ended up at the beach. It was a gorgeous day [a couple of photos below within my poetry]. I took my book, [I have TWO more chapters still, to go, to finish the monster of a novel!] and I took my chaise lounge and just enjoyed the time of nothingness. It was a great few hours. Nothing can beat just sitting and enjoying the beauty of the shoreline. Then,…

Bud and I spent the whole day yesterday tearing down the outdoor decorations and packing away all the Halloween decor inside the house. Believe me when I say it was an all day’s job! For some reason, whether it’s the economy or whatever, there weren’t too many trick ‘r’ treaters the night before. We maybe, if lucky, had only 30 [if that many] guests come calling. We watched a Vincent Price movie…you know, he’s the king of macabre. A good fellow to watch on the night of all nights.
And I was so tired afterwards, I just flopped on the bed and slept. Not even reading. Atlas Shrugged, tho I wanted to finish it and move onto another book, [I've so many new ones to read lined up, that this 1100+ page novel by Ayn Rand is getting me back-logged in my reading of others] I didn’t get it completed yet!! It’s too good to put down and start another book. I MUST finish it before I get into another one…ya, it’s THAT good! Today, I tell myself, TODAY I will do nothing but read the last two chapters. I can’t wait to see how it all ends. I recommend this book to anyone.

But, in the meantime, since I’m not sleeping and wide awake —being daylight savings time has ended today, I’m up an hour too early. Dang!! Okay, so in the meantime, I felt poetic this morning with the two beach photos I’m sharing that I took with the cellphone this past Friday. I never, NEVER tire of just sitting and gazing out to the sea—

As I walk along the shore…
The surf hums a melody.
The ripples dance along with me.
Under the sun the tidal pool glistens.
I stop to consume the moment
… just to listen.

Under my feet the sand is shifting.
Beneath my toes the ebb is drifting.
Motion surrounds me. Still,
the minutes go by without me knowing
…as tho time is nil.
In the distance toward the horizon
The stream of sun’s light reflects upon the sea
The sky opens; a foyer to an everlasting door
God’s dazzling lights…his very own marquee.
…As I walk along the shore

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Play along with your subconscious; Sunday’s Word Association.
Join here.

I say … and you think … ?

1. In love :: “I’m in love, I’m in love…with a WONDERFUL guy!” [South Pacific]
2. Be my guest :: Take it, it’s yours!
3. Number one :: Numero Uno [Spanish, 'number 1']
4. Swallowed whole :: Jonah & the Whale
5. 50 percent :: Off
6. Made in :: China
7. Supplement :: Income
8. Right for :: an attorney
okay, okay, so that’s weird. The Miranda Warning states a ‘right to’…but attorney is the first thing that came to me.
9. Endless :: Summer
10. Ceramic :: Tile

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Sunrise on October 31st.

edition #66

Haiku of the last 13 letters [N thru Z] of the alphabet.

Traditionally haiku are three-line poems, the first and last lines containing 5 syllables, and the middle line with 7 syllables.

N

Never say never
Not to spouse, child or friend
Now’s the time to live
O

Oysters tummies ache
Only to produce such gems
O‘er the necks we don
P

Pet kitties come near
Perhaps to show affection
Probably to scratch
Q

Quicksand is lethal
Quite like oatmeal disguised
Queer stuff it can be
R

Rain falls gently now
Regenerating the land
Roses bloom again
S

So is life we live
Sewing oats far and nearby
Storing seed of man
T

Tumblin’ tumbleweeds
Thrive wherever they roam
Trippin ‘cross the plains
U

Unity’s at hand
United still we will stand
Unleash the voice; vote!
V

Verily expressed
Volumes can be heard by words
Venturing beliefs
W

Water I see now
Waves to the South and the East
Water’s tides rush in
X

“X” the abhorrent
“X” distasteful and the like
“X” marks where you stand
Y

Yew trees; biblical
Yonder I see life’s path end
Yes, He’ll accept me.
Z

Zoom zoom zoom I hear
Zealous commercial Mazda
Zoning me outright

My first thirteen letters’ Haiku [A thru M] Here

edition #66

Haiku of the last 13 letters [N thru Z] of the alphabet.

Traditionally haiku are three-line poems, the first and last lines containing 5 syllables, and the middle line with 7 syllables.

N

Never say never
Not to spouse, child or friend
Now’s the time to live
O

Oysters tummies ache
Only to produce such gems
O‘er the necks we don
P

Pet kitties come near
Perhaps to show affection
Probably to scratch
Q

Quicksand is lethal
Quite like oatmeal disguised
Queer stuff it can be
R

Rain falls gently now
Regenerating the land
Roses bloom again
S

So is life we live
Sewing oats far and nearby
Storing seed of man
T

Tumblin’ tumbleweeds
Thrive wherever they roam
Trippin ‘cross the plains
U

Unity’s at hand
United still we will stand
Unleash the voice; vote!
V

Verily expressed
Volumes can be heard by words
Venturing beliefs
W

Water I see now
Waves to the South and the East
Water’s tides rush in
X

“X” the abhorrent
“X” distasteful and the like
“X” marks where you stand
Y

Yew trees; biblical
Yonder I see life’s path end
Yes, He’ll accept me.
Z

Zoom zoom zoom I hear
Zealous commercial Mazda
Zoning me outright

My first thirteen letters’ Haiku [A thru M] Here

edition #63

Haiku of the first 13 letters [A thru M] of the alphabet.

Traditionally haiku are three-line poems, the first and last lines containing 5 syllables, and the middle line with 7 syllables.

A

American folk
arrogance of social mass
always strut their stuff

B

Bourne as in Jason
being nameless yet supreme
building his ultimatum

C

cool days, lasting pleasure
comes the equinox
cornering the summer blues

D

dark stained wood imposing
drab; unfinished, plain
drastic grains enhance beauty

E

everything in its order
emits governed clout
except an impulsive quirk

F

feathered friends’ songs delightful
faint trills and warbles
footloose and fanciful chime

G

gone the days of yesteryear
good times remembered
gratified living today

H

helping hands hints a value
holding ones hopes high
humanitarian’s might

I

I think I can, can I think
instilled with instinct
I knew I could; perceptive

J

jolting repercussions blare
jostling limbs nearby
jerks reechoing thunder

K

kinsman, kinswoman; siblings
kindred and tribal
kinship with brothers, sisters

L

laughter brings felicity
like tickling the heart
love, joy, courts a rhapsody

M

maiden McGillicutty
married Ricky R
made her Lucy Ricardo

N-Z….later!
dragon clipart courtesy of Haiku Clipart


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This week’s theme/prompt is:

HEADS *OR* TAILS - Peace *OR* Piece

I’m going with PEACE this week! I think I’ve probably posted this before, not sure…

In November of 2003 I published a written poem of mine, “Capture the Sun”. It won 3rd place in the competition. It’s all about the peace of mind and the vision of my life as it were —

CAPTURE THE SUN*
© 2001 — 2008

The soft winds of time make me realize what life has held.
I remember the days when my childhood was free…
To be up in my treehouse with filtering sun kissing my cheeks—
This was a place of fantasy in which I longingly dwelled.
Then I go back in memory of days so long ago,
where the butterflies flitted before my eyes
and stopped to drink a flower’s nectar.
Yes, nature at its finest…
creatures innocent and untroubled as I.
Memories of days long ago.

I capture it now with the retention of how things were.
Back then the world was at peace and joy was for the asking.
A childhood of precious memories
and happiness was all-surrounding….
The world was green and blue without terrorists’ masking.
Have you ever, now that you’re grown, sit down and ponder
Of the days in your past and dream—-wonder?
Wonder why you can’t return to that once ignorance and bliss
Memories of days long ago?

Stretch your neck and gulp the liquid blue sky.
Hold out your arms and enfold the billowy clouds.
Become intoxicated with the warmth of the sun.
Take a chance of your childhood, innocent
Memories of days long ago.

The teenage years were quite a bit different.
I marched into life in a whirl.
Friends came and went…
Life was fun and games but still,
situations grew more tough and decisions were upon my shoulders.
Yet, learn I did; by my mistakes and behold
I turned each day into a classroom, turned o’er boulders
that were events of a lifestyle. But, where did I go—
No longer innocent but still untroubled.
Afterall, I yet remained only a girl.

Days, years passed without much ado.
Adulthood struck me as a challenge,
not merely growing but learning.
The world was becoming mean and hateful.
What happened, I say
to all the wonders around me?

- – - -

I birth my own offspring and teach and guide.
The world keeps turning.
Days become nights.
Nights become weeks, and
weeks become years. I venture each day
with a heart-filled sadness that one time soon
The world will be harmless and all’ll find gladness.
You can’t run, you can’t buy time….
You can’t crawl under the rug and hide!

Stretch your neck and gulp the liquid blue sky.
Hold out your arms and enfold the billowy clouds.
Become intoxicated with the warmth of the sun.
Breathe in the fragrance of a rose!
Capture in your heart the color of a spring flower.
Take a chance of
Memories of days long ago.

Stretch your neck and gulp the liquid blue sky.
Chase the rainbow with colors in rows!
Become intoxicated with the warmth of the sun.
Walk along the shores of your life—
Pick up that shell, feel the beauty within!
Hold, in your heart, the color of prose.
Watch your children grow while you nurture.
Reach for the stars, and capture that wind!
Life is precious, and withheld in memory—
Most of all, recall YOUR house in the tree!!
Take a chance of
Memories of days long ago.
…..of memories from long ago.

*copyrighted material
Hootin’ Anni
all rights reserved

PEACE [part II]

If you look at my sidebar at any time while visiting you know who has captured my interest on the campaign trail for the next presidency of USA. Last week, in Oregon while holding a primary rally, the city of Portland hosted Obama….to an all time record breaking attendance. I read in the paper from our local printing that there were even another estimated 15,000 who couldn’t fit in the park! In attendance on the tarmac were 75,000 people!! Also rumored that there were boats along the Willamette River with listeners and along the city’s bridges near the park!!

Look at this crowd! Even if he doesn’t become our next president, even if Clinton or McCain is nominated/elected, this astounds me…mainly because we all, Democrats AND Republicans alike have a renewed interest in the election! For that, I say —finally, it’s about time!! We Americans have become, in my estimation, very lackadaisical in our country’s best interests. We seem to be happy that we have our two cars and our home mortgages and our ‘plastic’ money when the government deems it necessary to take all they can get from us. As long as we, as an individual, are okay and our lives are not disrupted, we are satisfied…At least that was the sole perception I had a few months ago…now, my views have changed, we ARE aware and we want change!!! And at a fevered pitch!!! I applaud the American voters.

This post isn’t about WHO I’m for…it’s about my pride once again; a virtuous feeling that excels, when I see and read something like this……


[photo courtesy of Caller Times - Corpus Christi Texas]

Something like this brings a profound peace of mind for me!!


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April 22:
HEADS – Direction

:::ahem::: *stepping up on my podium*
:::tapping mike:::
“Can y’all hear me?”

My prize poem —

The way to a peaches ‘n’ cream complexion
is by following direction
and eat less confection!

Or, in time, the sad projection
would take you to Botox injection
which could cause a goodly infection!

So take a good look at your reflection
in the mirror …now, no rejection —
Do a thorough inspection
of your complexion
stay away from that sweet selection!

You’ll find that less confection
will give you and your complexion
a mutual affection!!!

:::finis:::
The crowd goes wild…
cheers from the peanut gallery.
Hootin’ Anni walks away as the director drags her off with his huge eviction cane–
Direction? Exit, stage left!!!

[you really have to know the American Cartoon, Snagglepuss to understand the 'exit stage left'. He always said that when he was in dire straits or needed to leave quickly for some reason. And his accent/voice over in the cartoon would help too.]

Here’s a You Tube of Snagglepuss Cartoon where he says “Exit, Stage left”. Turn up your volume.

Yesterday, I added the 100th MEMBER TO THE BLOGGERS OVER 50 BLOG ROLL.
May we have a drum roll please?—-

The 100th member to sign up for us all to meet and greet is:


Stop by to say hi! She’ll love meeting you, I’m sure.
And Hazel nut, if you’d like this little graphic, it’s yours!!
Just click HERE

~Thursday Thirteen
edition 46
[a 13 minute conversational interview]

“THE WHO, WHAT, WHERE AND WHINES of the Bear’s Family” ©
[do not steal header, title, Valentine Bear or story - please]

I published this little ditty on my website for Valentine’s Day, 2000. I thought I’d share it with blogland. We have a family -Ted the husband, Teddi the wife, and the little “Junior Bear” -the cute cub with the tiny pink heart- pops into the scene every once in a while, but nobody’s paying much attention to him. It goes like this———-

Hello. I’m a reporter for the Times Herald-NotePad
We are here with the Bears’ family and it’s
Valentine’s Day. I’m gonna record the conversations
around here on a typical Valentine’s Day.
As a reporter, for a story I need to ask…
Who, What, Where and in this case…Whines!

Let’s listen in—
TED: Honey? I brought you these flowers my dear.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
TEDDI: Oh, how lovely! I’ll just put them in a vase
and place them on the table here for display!
This is for you….
TED: Great! A new tie. And polka dot…fabulous.
In fact, I’ll wear it now. How’s it look, Junior?

Looks great, Pa!

TEDDI: So, Love, what plans do you have for us today?
TED: Well, how ’bout this? We could go over the river and through the wood to visit Gramma’s and Red Riding Hood. And then…..
TEDDI: Hmmmmmm, are you sure you wanna do that? It’ll take up most of the day just getting there through the wood. Then ya gotta come back in the dark.
TED: Ya, s’pose you’re right. How ’bout…that thing where the sky meets the land? It’s close. That pretty thing? That arch?
TEDDI: That arch is a rainbow, dear…with a pot of gold at the end. But, we’ve chased after that and find no treasure. Besides, those funny little red bearded men lurking around, all dressed in green, are kinda weird, that’s something we do in March. Or are you talkin’ ’bout Micki D’s club?

Wait..fries’re good.

TED: Ah, rainbow room..okay, right. Then, what do you think of visiting ol’ Jack Frost down the lane?
TEDDI: Nah, he’s too cold, not friendly. Anyway, we were just over there last month, and one time in December, remember? Ol’ man Winter was there too, along with some silly fat old man in a red suit. When he laughed, I got hungry. Reminded me of jelly!
TED: What would you like to do then, my sweets?
TEDDI: It is a day of romance, let’s go out to dine!
TED: ‘K…where? Oh, I know! Goldie’s is good! Always get good service there. The porridge is real tasty. Whatcha think? Sound good?
TEDDI: Porridge is too hot you always say. And, I think it’s too cold. Junior is the only one that really likes it. He thinks it’s just right. Let’s go some place else.

Do I getta go too, Ma?

TED: ACRE WOOD, in town? On 100 Street?
TEDDI: Mmmmmmmm, they do have luscious honey there for our biscuits! But, never enough. Always gotta ask for more, and that Robin guy…he acts like it’s a sin to serve more, even if I do ask kindly. And those two small brown eyes peeking through those swinging kitchen door portals. I bet that’s ol’ man Poo probably fearing for his precious honey. And the waiter!! Always mumblin’ and has a real bad, gloomy, attitude. Never changes outta his purplish coat either, and that’s a bother.
TED: Well, how ’bout Blanca’s? I know it’s mexican food. It’s not too bad. Whaddya think of there?
TEDDI: Yummy food. And the proprietor, she’s a real princess. Ya, that could be okay. On second thought Blanca has those seven guys sauntering in and around through the dining room pretending to be mariachi! Give me a break. They’re no more mariachi than I am. And whistlin’ too, spittin’ mouth juices as they go. Who do you know that whistles while they work?
TED: We could go west of town, out by Warner. Go to the STUDIO…that’s a great diner.

HEY!! Anybody know I’m still here?

TEDDI: The STUDIO is okay. Tho, that man with the real long hairy nose? He thinks he’s a real super genius, but I can overlook his shortcomings. Nice tail tho. *giggle* What day is it? On Wednesday they serve French…and Pepe is the chef. Personally, I think Pepe stinks. Now Tuesday is good. Elmer fixes up some real good dishes from his huntin’ twips. The wabbit stew is good. If today is Monday they always have Acme and Turner there for conferences. Sunday they are not open…That ol’ grumpy guy, Sam. You know, the one from some park up in the Northwest? Joseymite, or something like that? Well, he serves some real tough varmits on Saturday. And on Thursday, it’s good. Foghorn fries up a good, crispy batch of leghorns. Let’s see, Friday. Oh yes, it’s fish night. And we can eat fish anytime here, fresh from the crick. Still, it’s Monday so it’ll be full of corporate people. Nah, not a good place today, that’s for sure.
TED: WITCH’s OVEN…that’s open isn’t it?
TEDDI: Nope. That place shut down when two children went in there and never came back out. And they’re still missing. It’s a wonder, huh?
TED: I’m runnin’ outta ideas. The only other place that may not be full of patrons on Valentine’s Day is the HORSEMAN’s cafe. Wanna try that place?
TEDDI: That’s okay! Ya, let’s go there. No, wait a minute. You gotta go through Sleepy Holler. That’s too spooky for Junior. Let’s wait and go there when Icabod can babysit.

Oh, man!..can Katrina babysit me instead?

TED: The only other one I can think of that we have gone to and liked is Cindy’s Bistro. Wanna go there?
TEDDI: Cindy is always spending more time flirtin’ with all the possible “prince charmings” and giving no attention to the paying patrons! Besides, she is always walking around with one shoe on and one off. The Health Department should really be notified on that. And the old, fat lady carrying that stick?…Bibbidi bobbidi boo my brown hairy ar…

Oooooo, careful Ma!

TEDDI: I have an idea. Let’s just have a candle-lit dinner, and be together, snug as a bear, here. We can make it romantic.
TED: Wonderful! *blushing* That’s why I love you. You always know what to say and how to make me *shufflin’ feet* happy. I love you!
TEDDI: And I you dear.

ehhhh, th-th-th-that’s all folks!
Happy Valentine’s Day Evwebuddy!

Characters based on fairy “tails” and cartoons.
Goldie-Goldilocks, Witch from Hansel and Gretel, the three bears,
Turner and Warner-Ted Turner and Warner Bros, Poo-Winnie the Pooh,
Cindy-Cinderella, Blanca (Spanish for White)-Snow White, Mariachi band-7 dwarfs,
Warner Bros cartoon characters, Wiley Coyote, Elmer Fudd and others.
Waiter in Purple-Eeyore, etc.

Businesses based on fictional places in time:

Horseman’s from Legend of Sleepy Hollow
Cindy’s Bistro from Cinderella
Acme & Turner from cartoon and TV mogul
Witch’s Oven from Hansel and Gretel
Micki D’s from franchise
The Studio from Warner Bros.
Acre Wood from Winnie the Pooh

Remember the days that we used to happily look forward to receiving the little Valentine’s in our special decorated boxes? Well, here’s one for you. [Or take all three if you wish.] They’re my Valentine’s Day Cards I’ve made for whomever wishes to have one!!


[click on it then save! Any or all.]

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!!

added 7:50am: I just received this award from Jesie Blog Journal…isn’t it just TOADally cute? I love it! Thank you so much, I was gigglin’ so much, I croaked a little bit now and then. Hehehehe

And this award is gorgeous, it’s so beautiful! It’s a friendship award, from Mary

And this darling little gift for Valentine’s Day is from Karen!

Thank you ladies. As always you make my day a whole lot brighter, with your thoughtful gifts and your friendship!!! Hugs & big thanks!!

~Thursday Thirteen
edition 46
[a 13 minute conversational interview]

“THE WHO, WHAT, WHERE AND WHINES of the Bear’s Family” ©
[do not steal header, title, Valentine Bear or story - please]

I published this little ditty on my website for Valentine’s Day, 2000. I thought I’d share it with blogland. We have a family -Ted the husband, Teddi the wife, and the little “Junior Bear” -the cute cub with the tiny pink heart- pops into the scene every once in a while, but nobody’s paying much attention to him. It goes like this———-

Hello. I’m a reporter for the Times Herald-NotePad
We are here with the Bears’ family and it’s
Valentine’s Day. I’m gonna record the conversations
around here on a typical Valentine’s Day.
As a reporter, for a story I need to ask…
Who, What, Where and in this case…Whines!

Let’s listen in—
TED: Honey? I brought you these flowers my dear.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
TEDDI: Oh, how lovely! I’ll just put them in a vase
and place them on the table here for display!
This is for you….
TED: Great! A new tie. And polka dot…fabulous.
In fact, I’ll wear it now. How’s it look, Junior?

Looks great, Pa!

TEDDI: So, Love, what plans do you have for us today?
TED: Well, how ’bout this? We could go over the river and through the wood to visit Gramma’s and Red Riding Hood. And then…..
TEDDI: Hmmmmmm, are you sure you wanna do that? It’ll take up most of the day just getting there through the wood. Then ya gotta come back in the dark.
TED: Ya, s’pose you’re right. How ’bout…that thing where the sky meets the land? It’s close. That pretty thing? That arch?
TEDDI: That arch is a rainbow, dear…with a pot of gold at the end. But, we’ve chased after that and find no treasure. Besides, those funny little red bearded men lurking around, all dressed in green, are kinda weird, that’s something we do in March. Or are you talkin’ ’bout Micki D’s club?

Wait..fries’re good.

TED: Ah, rainbow room..okay, right. Then, what do you think of visiting ol’ Jack Frost down the lane?
TEDDI: Nah, he’s too cold, not friendly. Anyway, we were just over there last month, and one time in December, remember? Ol’ man Winter was there too, along with some silly fat old man in a red suit. When he laughed, I got hungry. Reminded me of jelly!
TED: What would you like to do then, my sweets?
TEDDI: It is a day of romance, let’s go out to dine!
TED: ‘K…where? Oh, I know! Goldie’s is good! Always get good service there. The porridge is real tasty. Whatcha think? Sound good?
TEDDI: Porridge is too hot you always say. And, I think it’s too cold. Junior is the only one that really likes it. He thinks it’s just right. Let’s go some place else.

Do I getta go too, Ma?

TED: ACRE WOOD, in town? On 100 Street?
TEDDI: Mmmmmmmm, they do have luscious honey there for our biscuits! But, never enough. Always gotta ask for more, and that Robin guy…he acts like it’s a sin to serve more, even if I do ask kindly. And those two small brown eyes peeking through those swinging kitchen door portals. I bet that’s ol’ man Poo probably fearing for his precious honey. And the waiter!! Always mumblin’ and has a real bad, gloomy, attitude. Never changes outta his purplish coat either, and that’s a bother.
TED: Well, how ’bout Blanca’s? I know it’s mexican food. It’s not too bad. Whaddya think of there?
TEDDI: Yummy food. And the proprietor, she’s a real princess. Ya, that could be okay. On second thought Blanca has those seven guys sauntering in and around through the dining room pretending to be mariachi! Give me a break. They’re no more mariachi than I am. And whistlin’ too, spittin’ mouth juices as they go. Who do you know that whistles while they work?
TED: We could go west of town, out by Warner. Go to the STUDIO…that’s a great diner.

HEY!! Anybody know I’m still here?

TEDDI: The STUDIO is okay. Tho, that man with the real long hairy nose? He thinks he’s a real super genius, but I can overlook his shortcomings. Nice tail tho. *giggle* What day is it? On Wednesday they serve French…and Pepe is the chef. Personally, I think Pepe stinks. Now Tuesday is good. Elmer fixes up some real good dishes from his huntin’ twips. The wabbit stew is good. If today is Monday they always have Acme and Turner there for conferences. Sunday they are not open…That ol’ grumpy guy, Sam. You know, the one from some park up in the Northwest? Joseymite, or something like that? Well, he serves some real tough varmits on Saturday. And on Thursday, it’s good. Foghorn fries up a good, crispy batch of leghorns. Let’s see, Friday. Oh yes, it’s fish night. And we can eat fish anytime here, fresh from the crick. Still, it’s Monday so it’ll be full of corporate people. Nah, not a good place today, that’s for sure.
TED: WITCH’s OVEN…that’s open isn’t it?
TEDDI: Nope. That place shut down when two children went in there and never came back out. And they’re still missing. It’s a wonder, huh?
TED: I’m runnin’ outta ideas. The only other place that may not be full of patrons on Valentine’s Day is the HORSEMAN’s cafe. Wanna try that place?
TEDDI: That’s okay! Ya, let’s go there. No, wait a minute. You gotta go through Sleepy Holler. That’s too spooky for Junior. Let’s wait and go there when Icabod can babysit.

Oh, man!..can Katrina babysit me instead?

TED: The only other one I can think of that we have gone to and liked is Cindy’s Bistro. Wanna go there?
TEDDI: Cindy is always spending more time flirtin’ with all the possible “prince charmings” and giving no attention to the paying patrons! Besides, she is always walking around with one shoe on and one off. The Health Department should really be notified on that. And the old, fat lady carrying that stick?…Bibbidi bobbidi boo my brown hairy ar…

Oooooo, careful Ma!

TEDDI: I have an idea. Let’s just have a candle-lit dinner, and be together, snug as a bear, here. We can make it romantic.
TED: Wonderful! *blushing* That’s why I love you. You always know what to say and how to make me *shufflin’ feet* happy. I love you!
TEDDI: And I you dear.

ehhhh, th-th-th-that’s all folks!
Happy Valentine’s Day Evwebuddy!

Characters based on fairy “tails” and cartoons.
Goldie-Goldilocks, Witch from Hansel and Gretel, the three bears,
Turner and Warner-Ted Turner and Warner Bros, Poo-Winnie the Pooh,
Cindy-Cinderella, Blanca (Spanish for White)-Snow White, Mariachi band-7 dwarfs,
Warner Bros cartoon characters, Wiley Coyote, Elmer Fudd and others.
Waiter in Purple-Eeyore, etc.

Businesses based on fictional places in time:

Horseman’s from Legend of Sleepy Hollow
Cindy’s Bistro from Cinderella
Acme & Turner from cartoon and TV mogul
Witch’s Oven from Hansel and Gretel
Micki D’s from franchise
The Studio from Warner Bros.
Acre Wood from Winnie the Pooh

Remember the days that we used to happily look forward to receiving the little Valentine’s in our special decorated boxes? Well, here’s one for you. [Or take all three if you wish.] They’re my Valentine’s Day Cards I’ve made for whomever wishes to have one!!


[click on it then save! Any or all.]

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!!

added 7:50am: I just received this award from Jesie Blog Journal…isn’t it just TOADally cute? I love it! Thank you so much, I was gigglin’ so much, I croaked a little bit now and then. Hehehehe

And this award is gorgeous, it’s so beautiful! It’s a friendship award, from Mary

And this darling little gift for Valentine’s Day is from Karen!

Thank you ladies. As always you make my day a whole lot brighter, with your thoughtful gifts and your friendship!!! Hugs & big thanks!!

    January 1st: – Resolve or Resolution

“I Y’am what I y’am!!”
© 2007
~Hootin’ Anni

I make no resolutions for sanity’s sake.
The task of keepin’ ‘em, will-pow’r it’d take…
Resolve to lose weight would be excellent, but-
This here idea of dieting is not pro, but con!
Y’see? I never turn away from a delectable….
fresh from the ovens, ‘n’ hot-baked * Cinnabon!

Changing my habits is strictly quite nil,
Hey, I’m only human; always, forever, ‘n’ still!!
To keep my house clean it’s really a chore -
Besides all work ‘n’ no play?…It’s just a big bore!!

To stop shopping for shoes, good books ‘n’ the like?
That tells me I’m lookin’ to change my set ways…
I don’t rightly cotton to that, in all my born days.
Why, that’s like tellin’ a Harley lover to stop ridin’ his bike!!

So, y’all go ahead, and make your resolutions!
I’ll be right behind you with your life-change solutions…
I’ll even toss in a few “more power to ya’s!”—
and jolly up a couple of “amens”, and perhaps “hallelujah’s”!!

For me? Nope! Not ever…no resolutin’!!
You’re stuck me –just as I y’am—
your ever-lovin’ sweet, innocent, Hootin’!!!

:::*snort*:::

- – -

Movie quote:

Upon finding the “Charlotte” the hoarded wealth seekers are deciphering the next riddle to the “National Treasure“——

    ….Timothy Matlack was the official scribe
    of the Continental Congress.

    Calligrapher, not writer. And to make sure
    he could not offend the map-

    it was put on the back of a resolution
    that he transcribed,

    a resolution that 55 men signed.

    The Declaration of Independence.”

For Ten on Tuesday we’re supposed to list ten of our own Predictions for 2008…

I’m going out on a limb here, ’cause these are all speculation on my part. But, I guess predictions are based on speculation. Maybe, maybe not. :::shrug:::

1] I predict that the housing market will settle some, but foreclosures will still be on the increase and investors will hit the real estate market again, heavily.

2] I predict that space exploration will hit new ‘heights’.

3] I predict [as Nostradamus has] the outbreak of a World War.
[I hope we're both incorrect]

4] I predict a political assassination.

5] I predict 3 catastrophic storms [maybe included in this '3' a devastating earthquake] to hit the United States.

6] I predict someone in our family will get a large sum of money.
[and I'm sure it won't be me!]

7] I predict a new love interest for one of my adult children.

8] I predict a scientific discovery of an unknown species, phenomenon, medical breakthrough. [perhaps all three]

9] I predict a new breed of automobile coming off the assembly lines.

10] I predict some ballot fixing!!

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