Hello,

My goodness, I sure had a hard time getting on the site tonight, it took forever to load. What is that all about?

I can sympthize with you Sheila and Charlotte, I am always cold too. I don't even bother with pajamas anymore, I wear a sweat suit and socks and a turtle neck under the sweat suit to bed, and I have about three quilts on the bed too to cover up with.

The Gkids are coming down again tomorrow evening and staying until Sunday noon. I have a feeling my butt is going to be dragging come Monday again. The weather is suppose to be warmer, but there are some threatening thunder showers predicted. The grandkids love the animals and the freedom to come and go as they please, and of course grandma has a special snack cupboard for them to rob. So far they all love coming here. We will see what happens when they are older.

Survivor was ok tonight, except one of the challenges was to catch baby pigs in a mud wallow. How could they ask grownups to wallow in the mud and catch baby pigs? Yuk what a mess. CSI is going too far, in grossing me out. I almost stopped watching when they found the dead rat in the cupoard with maggots crawling out of it. What the heck is that about anyway?

Sheila, I should have mentioned the details about the parrots, but I figured you knew about them. They live in Seward Park. It is speculated that people bought the birds, which are quite bothersome, because they are so noisy, and when they tired of them they set them free. The parrots have adapted to Seattles climate and environment by living and huddling in hollowed out trees in the park to stay warm and adapting to eating fruit scraps and seeds and other things they can find in and around the park. The article also mentioned some parrots have aclimated themselves to living in Chicago too. Can you imagine as cold as it gets in Chicago that parrots would survive. Anyway these parrots in Seattle cost $400.00 a piece in the pet stores.

Well, here it is creeping up on 10:00 p.m. again, so I better say adieu, and get some winks before tomorrow night. Have a good Friday everyone. Take care.

Bluet

This is ME in the mornings (only blonde. ) I sleep in warm pj's & socks. I have a thick, furry blanket my SIL brought me from Korea (so warm!). I haven't been that wrapped up, yet, Bluet...you poor thing. Hope you sleep warmer this winter.
I think we're needing a new thread started...hint, hint.... ...Sheila. That's one reason it's taking a long time to load. As Sunny said, a lot of graphics will do it, also. But, I notice it's not near as bad in the morning, when there's not many online, as in the evenings.

Sunny...I DO enjoy being a grandmother. Our big holidays are just a few hours, so it's not too tiring for me. Most of the time spent with grands are one on one. I take turns having "our day" together. The younger ones come over to play with me. The older ones ...(mostly girls) we go shopping, & get our nails done, & to eat, etc. This has always been our tradition. This way, they all get equal attention, & I can choose the day I feel up to it.

I watched the first Survivor series, & enjoyed it. But, lost interest after that.
I think it's a good program, though. May watch another one, sometime.
I'm still praying for your friend.

Morning Sheila...Yes, my grands call me mamaw Charlotte. I think they like the challenge of trying to say "Charlotte" when they're learning to talk. They've all done very well.

We, don't have kitties, as you know. We have horses for our pets. DH is thinking about selling them, though. Work has been very slow, lately, & they're expensive to keep up. Hopefully, things will work out, differently.
The grands that are here every other week, have a black lab retriever, though...Gypsy. Someone poisoned him a couple of days ago. He's gone off, & we can't find him. I'm afraid he's probably dead. Hard to understand why people can be so cruel. That dog would let you beat him to death & not even growl. The girls don't know yet. Maybe he'll turn up ok.

Well....need to go. It's a work day TGIF!!
Everyone have a great day.

Hello,

Sunny you are very welcome, I was just so pleased I was able to console you and that I happen to log on not long after your plea for help. You are so sweet, I dreaded knowing you were not happy. Any time I can help you out let me know. I am also glad that you alerted your family and that they are taking care of the problem. Sometimes we become so accustomed to how things are we think nothing is out of the ordinary, until someone standing outside of the box raises an alarm. That was you. Yes, the graphics are probably slowing us down a bit, but heck I like the graphics, they pretty up the place and I enjoy seeing the different pictures and graphics that you guys come up with. I loved the PJ one, isn't she just darling. Those jammies would never be warm enough for me. I hope your weekend is a really good one. I certainly hope the weather is better this weekend. At the moment where I live, it isn't looking too promising.

Sheila, so your Dad didn't share the winning ticket with you, and you could tell stories, couldn't we all. My dad was so tight, and money was so scarce when I was growing up. I was really glad when I turned sixteen and could get a job and make some money I could call my own, what a relief. One evening when I was fourteen years old my Mom told me to go out and look for my brother, who is ten years younger than me, I had on some stupid carpet slippers and was dragging my feet along and tripped on a raised piece of concrete and fell flat on my face and broke one of my front teeth off. I went to the dentist and he said the tooth was dead and he would have to cap it. So he started drilling away on my tooth and I started crying from the pain, he called me a big baby and that he refused to work on me and I should go home and find a different dentist. Of course, I was afraid to go home and tell my parents, but they found me a different dentist and it all worked out in the in. I am still annoyed at my brother, who was always running away when he was little, being the oldest, I always had to watch after him.

Charlotte, Yes it is special to be a grandma, but we are not as young as we used to be. Sometimes I think our kids don't realize that or just plain don't want to admit it. I remember when my Mom turned 55, she let me know that she couldn't handle all the things she used to help me with when my kids were young and we were farming full time. My Mom was always a big help to me. I spoke with three of my kids on the phone today, the receptionist said, when the third child called well, thats three out of four, are we going to hear from the fourth child today? We just laughed the kids hardly ever call me at work. Someone asked me if I have grandkids every weekend and the answer is just about, yes. Grandson next door is usually there helping grandpa with the young stock on Saturday or fixing something or other on the farm. I have eight grandchildren and I will probably have five of those eight at my house for the weekend again. It is hard for me to get my work done, with working 40 or more hours a week and not having my weekends free. Oh well, the kids come first.

Well, the men are road building again tomorrow, so I will probably be cleaning up the same mud in the laundry room again. I am making hamburgers for them with some other things to go along, another busy Saturday.

Hope you all enjoy your weekend. Take care all.

Bluet

Bluet, I closed my eyes when they opened the cupboard on CSI because you'd mentioned the dead rat with maggots. My DH said they didn't show the maggot, though. Still, I find with that show that I close my eyes a lot, and it's not because I'm sleepy! Your dental story reminds me of a local writer who said where she lived there were two dentists in town--one for the poor folk and one for the rich folk. The "poor" dentist didn't use anesthetic, and the "rich" one did. It's hard to believe some medical caregivers are so callous, doesn't it? Another lively weekend for you. Okay, do grandchildren really keep you young? It sounds more like they keep you tired. We once spent 8 hours with my granddaughter, and it was exhausting and she doesn't even walk.

Love the PJ lady, Charlotte! My DH gave me some long wool socks that I'm wearing under my pants, and I might wear them to bed tonight. I think giving those grandkids individual attention is the way to go. My best friend had five kids, all grown now, and when they were young, her mother would take them out for the afternoon one at a time. Since they never went many places, it was a treat to just go grocery shopping with Gel (they called their GM by her first name, or nickname, I guess) and have that one-on-one attention. I'm sorry about the dog. I hope the girls take it okay.

SunnyD, I love those kitty photos! Aren't they funny the way they like to squeeze into places? Hey, are you getting hairballs from your cats? I keep forgetting to give the Laxatone stuff, and we've been finding lots of hairballs around. Usually we can hear when they start bringing them up, but I guess we haven't been paying as much attention. It certainly gets our attention when we step on one with our bare feet. Oh, I lost 3.6 lbs. this week so the scale was good to me. I'm still a couple ounces short of losing the weight I gained the end of September, though.

Tomorrow and Sunday we're going to go on a remodeled house tour put on by the home remodelers association or some such thing. There are 25 houses in the Seattle metro area. I'm sure we won't hit them all, and they are scattered all around, some an hour's drive, but we're going to try to hit as many as we can. We did this last year and it was great. I don't think I could afford to do the kind of stuff these people do, but it's fun to look at the fancy kitchens, bathrooms, and master suites.

Have a great weekend, everyone!

Good morning everyone...

Glad you all liked my pj girl. Sunny...I have the same girl that says "Good Night", if you want her. The forum you're talking about isn't for just regular conversations, as we have here. But, you can leave short messages. There are several "artists" that make the graphics. Look on the left of the screen where there are different artists names. You can click on one to go into their work. If you find something you want, you post or email & ask for it. It will be emailed to you, or (if you posted) you will receive an email when it's ready, & you go log in...look for your artist & you'll see your username to click on, & receive your graphic. A little different than a lot of places, but very interesting. Then, sometimes they will announce "snaggables". They're few & far between, because most are by request only. No, I don't pay for anything, or I couldn't afford to be there. If you have anymore problems, let me know.
I DO enjoy my grandchildren....I hope it doesn't bother you that we talk about them...it's hard not to, sometimes. We are all blessed in different ways.....I'm mostly blessed in "bunches" of grands.

Sheila...so far the dog hasn't returned. DH says they go off to themselves to either die, or get better. I believe the children will be ok. It's just that their mom & dad have just divorced, & that's been very rough on them. Their pet helped them a lot. As I said, Gypsy would let them do anything to him, & wouldn't complain. He just loved them. I just hope the mom's family didn't do it. You'd have to know these people. Unbelievable. Especially her brother. He'd rather kill their dog, than for them to have something their dad got them. He stays in trouble with the law a lot. He told the oldest (5 yrs) that her dad had her pony up for sale. (We keep it here with our other horses.) She came that week very upset, & it took awhile for us to get her to tell us what was wrong. She was very hurt at her dad...she's had the pony for quite awhile. Our son was in a rage! Those girls are his world, & that pony will never be sold, as long as they want it.I don't know how he ever got involved with them. We sure got 2 sweet little granddaughters out of the marriage, though. Well...didn't mean to go on so.
That tour sounds like fun. We used to go to "open house" of new homes. It was very interesting.

Bluet...My kids call me at the TV Station quite a bit, also. They know if I'm not at home, or answer the cell phone, that I'm there. I'm the secretary, though, so I answer. No one there minds, anyway. In fact, my son's oldest gets off the school bus there in the evenings. It IS amazing. Seems when one calls...all 4 of my kids call in the same day. Most of the time, anyway.

Well, ladies, keep all fingers crossed, & pray. Next weekend all the kids have planned to come over & help us finish the roof! We need sunshine!!!

Hope you all have a good weekend.

Praying for that sunshine, Charlotte!!

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