Plagerized from an email! Divorce Agreement

I understand that the person who wrote this is a college student. (Since it's almost 100% copied, I'm confessing plagerism!) This is very well put, and I'm pretty sure I know where I want to end up!

Dear American liberals, leftists, social progressives, socialists, marxists and (sadly) Obama supporters, et al: We have stuck together since the late 1950's for the sake of the kids, but the whole of this latest election process has made me realize that I want a divorce. I know we tolerated each other for many years for the sake of future generations; but this relationship has clearly run its course.

Our two ideological sides of America cannot and will not ever agree on what is right for us all, so let's just end it on friendly terms. We can smile and chalk it up to irreconcilable differences and go our own separate ways.

Here's what we propose:

Our two groups can equitably divide up the country by landmass - each taking a similar portion. That will be the difficult part; but I am sure our two sides can come to a friendly agreement. After that, it should be relatively easy!

Our respective representatives can effortlessly divide other assets since both sides have such distinct and disparate tastes.

We don't like redistributive taxes so can keep them. You are also welcome to the liberal judges and the ACLU.

Since you hate guns and war, we'll take our firearms, the cops, the NRA and the military.

We'll take the nasty, smelly oil industry and you can go with wind, solar and bio-diesel. You can keep Oprah, Michael Moore and Rosie O'Donnell.

We'll keep capitalism, greedy corporations, pharmaceutical companies, Wal-Mart and Wall Street.

You can have your beloved lifelong welfare dwellers, food stamps, homeless, homeboys, hippies, druggies and illegal aliens.

We'll keep the Bibles and give you NBC and Hollywood.

You can make nice with Iran and Palestine and we'll retain the right to invade and hammer places that threaten us.

You can have the peaceniks and war protesters. When our allies or our way of life are under assault, we'll help provide them security.

We'll keep our Judeo-Christian values. You are welcome to Islam, Scientology, Humanism, political correctness and Shirley MacClain. You can also have the U.N., but we will no longer be paying the bill.

We'll keep the SUVs, pickup trucks and oversized luxury cars. You can take every Volt and Leaf you can find.

You can give everyone healthcare if you can find any practicing doctors. We'll continue to believe healthcare is a luxury and not a right.

We'll keep "The Battle Hymn of the Republc" and "The National Anthem." I'm sure you'll be happy to substitute "Imagine," "I'd Like to Teach The World to Sing," "Kum Ba Ya" or "We Are the World."

We'll practice trickle down economics and you can continue to give trickle up poverty your best shot.

Since it often so offends you, we'll keep our history, our name and our flag.

Would you agree to this? If so, please pass it along to other like-minded liberals and conservative patriots.

Sincerely,

John J. Wall

Law Student and an American

P.S. Also, please take Ted Turner, Sean Penn, Martin Sheen, Barbara Streisand and Jane Fonda with you.

P.P.S. And you won't have to press 1 for English when you call our country.

Billionaires and Business Jets

According to Forbes, there are 413 billionaires and nearly 3,000,000 millionaires (Millionaires are so yesterday.) living in the United States. According to the National Business Aviation Association (http://www.nbaa.org), there are 15,000 "business" jets registered in the United States.
Additionally, according to the NBAA, "only about 3% are flown by Fortune 500 companies, while the remaining 97% are operated by a broad cross-section of organizations, including governments, universities, charitable organizations and businesses - large, medium and small."
Help me out here--I went to public schools--3% of 15,000 = 450. The POTUS is apparently speaking directly to 450 folks! So fess up, you private jet owners!!!! The gov'mint wants YOU to pay more. I'm guessin' since there are only 450 of you, you need to plan to pay a LOT MORE!
The truth is we're in trouble as a nation, and continuing to espouse class warefare isn't helping. We all need to eat a huge piece of spending-cut pie. We need to pass a balanced budget amendment so, once we get ourselves out of this mess we're in, we don't get ourselves into this much trouble in the future. And, for crying out loud, we don't need another debt commission so we can put the problem off for another day and then not follow their advice anyway!
Get real, Mr. president, Get real Congress. Get serious, get busy!!!

Dear Heavenly BFF's

Dear Heavenly BFF's of Sarah...

WOW, that second "F" sure does have a more ominous meaning when it's preceded by "Heavenly," doesn't it!

Tomorrow is Sarah's birth day--the day she was born here on Earth. Norm and I were so blessed to be her parents. Now I would tell you the year, but Sarah just didn't talk about her age. LOL

I'm sure you know by now, but I just wanted to remind you, that Sarah loves to laugh. She loves real hugs and scratchies. And children. And chocolate. And cats.
When she couldn't sleep--and sometimes she couldn't--I would give her "scratchies." Just the lightest touch along her arms, face and back, and she would eventually drift into a deep and wonderful sleep.

She had four cats in her life: Midnight (who was simply stolen one night) and Twilight (Midnight's son who died of old age), Boober (who wasn't real bright--Sarah's words) and Chardie (a slightly overweight and definitely over-the-hill cat beauty queen). Midnight and Twilight were hunters who would bring Sarah fine presents of decapitated rats and geckos. Boober and Chardie were comforters who would lay by her side when she would come home from those rough chemo treatments. Sarah would slip her long, slender fingers out from under the wonderful fuzzy quilt her sis Christina had made for her and wiggle them ever so slightly which was a signal for the cats to move closer. And they would.

I'm sure sleep is no longer an issue for her. So would you please just pass along some hugs and laughter--and chocolate. And our love.

Around Lansdale/Lancaster

Someone with really good taste gave some a really great gift!
We went to Lancaster for dinner at the Shady Maple; but on the way we stopped at Mr. Glick's farm. He bred Gidget, Chris and John's Old English Sheepdog. After many years, he has adopted out all his dogs except for this labradoodle and two more and the standard poodle. These are some very happy dogs. We had a great visit!

Mr. Glick's barns.

Baby barnswallows.

Mr. Glick's home.

Ahhhhhhh Lancaster!
Next stop: Connecticut! Lovin' the Northeast! Spring green everywhere and blanket weather!

Woohoo!!!

Around Lansdale

There are four of babies (robins)and a mommie and daddy living in this home on Sonny and Bobbie's patio.

This is fascinating. This machine removes railroad ties and replaces them with new ones. There are all kinds of different graspers that even move the tracks. Took about ten minutes to replace a tie!

This is us havinig breakfast at the Towne Restaurant in Telford. Yummy!

Trip Pics

Lovely little forest next to our motel stop in Fayetteville NC. Not sure if the fence is to keep the animals in or the humans out!

Ice cream in Georgetown.



Number 1 requirement for a camera person -

Good knees! These folks have to crawl around all day long. When someone is coming to the stage they want to film, they walk to the sides; then as time gets closer, they duck-walk to their positions; finally, they hit their knees and wait. Ouch!!!!!!!!

The Best Explanation Ever of our Debt Crisis

The Convention has ended. We were unable to attend yesterday's events because Norm's back is raging! But Friday was the money day! Speakers included Col. Alan West, Michelle Bachman (She is a feisty little thing!), Donald Trump, Ron Paul, Paul Ryan, Eric Cantor, Mitt Romney, Tim Pawlenty, Haley Barbour and a host of others. (My list is downstairs :( ). And my pictures have disappeared! : ( But I want you to read this: (And I can't even remember his name, but he's the head of the House Budget Committee...) Imagine this:

You and your husband haven't really looked at your budget in a couple of years, so you feel it's time to sit down and see where you stand. Your annual net income is $46,000; your annual expenses are $76,000 and in the drawer is your VISA card. You have charged

$231,000!!!

And that is where America stands today !

And we are talking about raising the debt ceiling, putting together another stimulous package, adding government jobs!!!! Are we just plain crazy????

BTW, National unemployment average is 9.4% - and we know it's really much higher. And home prices are still dropping all over the country; here in DC, home prices are rising, and the unemployment rate is 5.4%.

U.N.B.E.L.I.E.V.A.B.L.E.

Washington D.C.

We arrived here at sister Jeanette's home. Well, she and son Geoffrey are in Hawaii, but husband Greg is here. Thanks Greg for letting us stay!!! (It's not like he would kick us out for crying out loud. I'm the family matriarch for heaven's sake!)
These roads are SCARY! There is so much construction. And my passenger side brakes are not working too well. Neither are Norm's actually. You see...Norm believes brakes are totally optional when driving!
We did a test run today - driving downtown (from northern Virginia). Followed directions and made it to our destination. (We're attending the Faith and Freedom Convention the next two days.) So Norm dropped me off at the hotel (just getting info b/4 tomorrow's kickoff) and went off to park the car. He didn't like the fee at the lot across the street and found "two hour" parking on the street. I walked out to the car to get his glasses for him (his back is really acting up!), and there was this tiny pocket person writing (electronically) a parking ticket. And she didn't stop when I walked right up to her! You see, Norm didn't see the big blue P for "pay for parking" box he parked right beside. So instead of paying $20 to park all day across the street, we're on the hook for a $25 parking ticket! One can only LOL! Then we found out that was not a police woman issuing that ticket but a private company who pays these ticket writers commissions and bonuses for writing tickets!!!!
I love Washington! There can never be too much pomp and circumstance here. I love going up Connecticut Avenue and looking at the embassies and lovely homes on the side streets. I love the museums and monuments.
Today we stopped in Georgetown--my ole stomping grounds when I was here in the 60's. In particular I was looking for "The Cellar Door" which was a hugely popular hangout for folksingers. Sadly I had a bit of a brain burp and kept asking everyone I passed who looked like they had lived in Georgetown for a while for "The Blue Door!" No one ever heard of it! One can only LOL!
Well, we found some ice cream and drove back here. We had a great dinner with Greg; we're turning in early 'cause we'll be gone all day tomorrow. Hello Mitt, Herman, Tim, Michelle, and who knows who else!

Driving Lessons

We're in a very, very hot North Carolina! And we're in for the night. Things we learned today:
1) When you download a google map and get unusual directions, there's probably a reason for it. 2) When there are signs along the way telling you the road ahead is closed, probably a good idea to pay heed!
3) When you have to turn around and go back for miles, just enjoy the scenery.
4) When you get audio books from the library, probably a good idea to actually look at the CD's for titles. You may be picking up hours and hours and hours of Bob Hope's radio shows with the really unfunny Jerry Colona.
Husband to waitress at Cracker Barrel: "For Christmas, I'm going to buy you all a new ice cream scoop 'cause the one you are using is obviously wearing out. Look how small these scoops are!!!" Oh dear!

A Journey of A Thousand Miles...

...begins with laundry, house cleaning, checking med supply, confirming reservations, getting new tires, getting oil changed, notifying neighbors, preparing email group, stopping mail, packing, setting thermostat higher, shutting off appliances, turning off water, setting alarm, setting alarm clock, and taking that first step!

Off to find some beautiful country, cool weather and friendly folks!

Cedar Key

Norm just recently restored our "little" boat with the goal of taking it to the Keys for snokeling and island hopping. But, we decided to go to Cedar Key for a test drive first. Lesson 1: Be sure to check the old van's vitals so you don't get a "check engine" light. (Yes "van's", not "man's"! lol) Topping off the radiator fluid and oil and driving faster seemed to work. The light didn't reappear!

We got to Cedar Key and immediately launched the boat and began to island hop. "This one looks pretty good!"

We pulled the boat up to the beach and started exploring when I just happened to notice the boat moving.

Norm caught up with it before it got too far out!

And we tied it to a huge piece of driftwood.

We had taken along our camping equipment and decided to do some primitive island camping. Just a little problem...the camping equipment was in the van, and we were on the island.

This island is a nesting/breeding ground for horseshoe crabs.

On the ride back to Cedar Key, we saw lots of dolphins who were playing in our wake, but we couldn't get any pictures of them. They're so tricky!
So we got to Cedar Key and loaded the camping equipment in the boat. We also decided to have dinner and visit with John, the policeman who drives a golf car and borrow some electricity to charge up Norm's phone. We just forgot to think about the tide! Did you know that in low tide the birds can walk on water? Lesson 2: Get a tide chart!
There are no pictures of us stuck between Cedar Key and the deserted island. There are also no pictures of us trying to row off the sand bars, and there is no sound! (Thankfully!)
We did finally make it back to Cedar Key. Norm had "had about all the fun" he could handle for one day, and the Dockside Hotel looked pretty good!







We got up this morning, checked the tides, knew we would be in trouble, rowed the boat--which had been docked on the opposite side of the boat ramp--out of the mud, loaded the boat and returned home.
And we loved every minute of it!!!