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Marriage is like a deck of cards.

In the beginning all you need is two hearts and a diamond.

By the end, you wish you a club and a spade.

I learned long ago some people are just smug self righteous a**hole...begging for attention...



Crying in public about how they are mistreated or giving others grief for their perceived crimes...

Time to quit whinging and get a hold of yourself...start by taking your meds...you will feel better...

Hey...Life is beautiful...



Happy Holidays everyone...

It's been awhile , can't think of anything to blog about but I'm in the mood to have some fun here tonight. Been grumpy, cranky, depressed, frustrated, tired and quiet these days...have enough of that, badly need to smile, laugh and giggle...and be crazy

I was thinking of posting a blog but can't really make up my mind as to what topic but I have all these random thoughts keep going round and round in my head...yeah, I know I'm going crazy.

Well, how's your day? I spent half of mine sleeping then half of it on being a sex pest I was rolling some beef roulade earlier, it looked like a uncircumcised p*nis and made me think of naughty thoughts, my hunger disappeared Then I had some tingling in my boobs...my left boob...made me wonder if men have tingly boobs too?

Just messing with you people...and I apologize to all thoughtful friends who took time to send me messages but didn't receive any replies from me...not ignoring you and that's disrespectful of me, simply had no time to hang out here but I appreciate every single thoughts and mail...wishing you all good health and good luck in everything you do

This is a kinda follow on to Ash's Full Moon blog.

I heard that there was going to be something called a drum circle at Da Lake* to celebrate the rising of the Strawberry Full Moon.
As I enjoy music, I thought I'd head down to the beach & take it in.

Some nice young lady had thoughtfully prepared home made cookies for the event.
Very generous of her!
They were very tasty...I know they contained chocolate chips.

Anyway.
As the young lady passed her plate of cookies around, she described them as 'pot cookies'.



I'd never heard of anything so crazy.

PAN cakes? Well, yeah. I've heard of those. Who hasn't, right?

But...POT cookies?!
How does one make cookies in a POT?!
And WHY?
Wouldn't one use a cookie sheets to make cookies?
IT JUST DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!

BUT -
Those cookies sure were good!
Odd...it somehow slipped my mind to ask the nice young lady for the recipe.


So...
If any of y'all have a recipe for pot cookies, I'd sure appreciate it if you'd share it.
Or, for that matter, just explain how cookies are made in a pot.

Never heard of anything so crazy!
But they sure were good cookies, you betcha!

*Da Lake - Here 'bouts, Da Lake always & only refers to Lake Michigan.

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I remember way back when I was a teenager. One time my girlfriend and I broke up.
In an effort to comfort me, my uncle told me; "When one door closes, another will open up."
What a nice guy he was. Terrible cabinet maker, but truly a nice guy.

Senior Sex

The husband leans over and asks his wife, "Do you remember the first time we had sex together over fifty years ago? We went behind the village tavern where you leaned against the back fence and I made love to you."

Yes, she says, "I remember it well."

OK, he says, "How about taking a stroll around there again and we can do it for old time's sake?"

"Oh Jim, you old devil, that sounds like a crazy, but good idea!"

A police officer sitting in the next booth heard their conversation and, having a chuckle to himself, he thinks to himself, I've got to see these two old-timers having
sex against a fence. I'll just keep an eye on them so there's no trouble. So he follows them.

The elderly couple walks haltingly along, leaning on each other for support aided by walking sticks. Finally, they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to the fence The old lady lifts her skirt and the old man drops his trousers. As she leans against the fence, the old man moves in.. Then suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the policeman has ever seen. This goes on for about ten minutes while both are making loud noises and moaning and screaming. Finally, they both collapse, panting on the ground.

The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life and old age that he didn't know.

After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the old couple struggle to their feet and put their clothes back on. The policeman, is still watching and thinks to himself, this is truly amazing, I've got to ask them what their secret is.

So, as the couple passes, he says to them, "Excuse me, but that was something else. You must've had a fantastic sex life together. Is there some sort of secret to this?"

Shaking, the old man is barely able to reply,

"Fifty years ago that wasn't an electric fence."

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In the South, all of you has been replaced with Y'all.
This happened long before the time of the Civil War.
Everyone is included when you say Y'all.
But... (there's always a but) if Y'all isn't enough, you can make it plural and say Y'all's as in "I needs to knows what Y'all's want for the barbecue on Saturday"
Yeah, all of you!

It is simply not fair dear bloggers of Blogland. I have been accused of the worstest est est crime. Never..yes Never being able to stick to a single topic in conversation. Hopping all over the place. I mean if pigs could fly surely horses would follow. And then why hate Mondays so bursting with possibilities. So what is wrong with having 3 nipples anyway? Everyone is beautiful right? The fiscal policy affects us all. And migrating birds create a gorgeously patterned sky

Bringing me to my final conclusion...

I should eat less lettuce

Me? Drift off topic? Stuff & nonsense

Giggle

A police officer found a perfect hiding place for watching for speeding motorists.

One day, the officer was amazed when everyone was under the speed limit, so he investigated and found the problem.

A 10 years old boy was standing on the side of the road with a huge hand painted sign which said “Radar Trap Ahead.”

A little more investigative work led the officer to the boy’s accomplice: another boy about 100 yards beyond the radar trap with a sign reading “TIPS” and a bucket at his feet full of change.