Toooooooo Muccccch Turkey

The girls of the day. Cathy, Ollie, your Mother, Lisa, Cathy's Mom Peggy.

It started out ok, you know just like any other turkey day. All the nice smells, mouth watering, hunger pains from skipping breakfast, so you would have room for two pieces of pumpkin pie with cool whip, you know what I mean all you old chow hounds. We had a honey soaked ham with our turkey and all the rest of the good stuff. That was the good part. As far as food goes. The rest of the day I'm still thinking about. Lisa brought Cathy's folks over from Mt. Home. So I thought I would be nice and send her off to town to get your mother and Ollie. I'm thinking it would be easier to get in the car than the truck. Boy was I wrong!!!! Your Mother BITCHED the whole way out from town, "WHY CANT RICHARD COME PICK US UP IN THE TRUCK IT'S EASIER FOR ME TO GIT IN", can't you just hear it. Makes your ears ring. Poor Lisa heard about her hair color, the dogs and anything else you can think of. And Ollie was sitting in the back seat just grinning from ear to ear. When we finished dinner, nobody was ready for dessert yet, but Mom had to be running things still, so she insisted we bring out the birthday cake she made for Ollie. (see photo above) It's supposed to be chocolate with chocolate frosting, with M & M's spelling out "Happy Birthday 83rd + 1 day. The candy melted, she spelled 83rd as "8Erd" and it tasted really bad. (make photo larger) Cool whip didn't even help. When she got ready to leave she offered to leave us some, but I declined graciously and suggested she give it to ladies at the apt, building. Anyway, Ollie got a kick out of the deal cause she didn't have any idea she was going to get special recognition and sang to. It was kinda cool putting her on the spot. Tomorrow we get to start the move. And your mother promised to stay home!! Like that will ever happen. All in all, it was a nice day. Hope yours was too.

Later

RB

Turkey Day's A Coming!!

Just a note to tell everyone we hope your Thanksgiving is safe and delicious. We will have 9 total here. Us, Lisa, Virginia, Ollie, and my mom and dad.

Richard is going to try to get my dad to narrate a DVD I had made last year. It is from film he took in 1962 in Pakistan. He was TDY there for a year. If we can get his narration taped, the guy who made the DVD will add the voice over. We have to do it this way so dad doesn't get nervous. I would like to get this before anything happens to him. I have a vest, veil, pants, shirt and he has a lot of stuff too. A camel saddle, dungees (religious thingies).

Then, after turkey day, Rich and I will help Ollie get packed. She is moving into the apartment building where Virginia lives. Her apartment is #214 in the other wing of the building. She gets her key tomorrow and we can start moving stuff in on Friday. Ollie is still in shock, and a little apprehensive, but she needs to be in before the 1st so as to not have to pay lot rent on the old place. We promised her it would be a lotta fun. (the moving part).

Got this little poem from my AARP sponsor. Thought it was cute so am passing it on.

"SPECIAL POEM FOR SENIOR CITIZENS!!

A row of bottles on my shelf,
Caused me to analyze myself.
One yellow pill I have to pop,
Goes to my heart so it won't stop.
A little white one that I take,
Goes to my hands so they won't shake.
The blue ones that I use a lot,
Tell me I'm happy when I'm not.
The purple pill goes to my brain,
And tells me that I have no pain.
The capsules tell me not to sneeze,
Or cough or choke or even sneeze.
The red ones, smallest of them all,
Go to my blood so I won't fall.
The orange ones, very big and bright,
Prevent my leg cramps in the night.
Such an array of brilliant pills,
Helping to cure all kinds of ills.
But what I'd really like to know....
Is what tells each one where to go!

There is always a lot to be thankful for if you take the time to look for it. For example, I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't hurt."