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  1. It's not quite midnight yet on the left coast, but it's been Wednesday here for the past 2 & 1/2 hours, so I'd say this can qualify as a Good Morning post. Hope today's Wednesday Daily Diary, started in the early-EARLY morning by someone who mostly posts late afternoons, doesn't get lost in cyberspace. Maybe if a guide can sees, he/she could meld/weld, and otherwise join any other posts (maybe started a bit later by one to three of "The Trinity"?) I'm sure we'd all appreciate it. So would you like to start this middle-of-the-week day with a really awful joke told to me by a little 4 yr old girl this AM as we waited in line at the pharmacy? You'll just have to picture a young thin little girl giggling, hopping, jumping, just really-really-really wanting to tell me her joke, and the squealing that she did when she delivered the punchline.....[get ready] Q.) What is green and bumpy and jumps up and down? A.) A cucumber with the hiccups. Hey, I never said it was funny! I am up in the den doing night-duty; Nannie has been up three times in about 4 hours, to go pee. The dogs are spending the night down here with me. Wish you could have seen Ozzie acting a little concerned when it was past 11 PM and we usually go upstairs at 10:30 PM .And the little hop, wiggle, and wag of excitement from Pippy when I brought my pillows and comforter down and set them on the sofa. She immediately took up her usual spot glued to my right hip and sighed with contentment when I put the corner of the comforter over her. I'm going to doze a tad because I won't get fired for doing so. GOOD MORNING! Hope everyone has a decent day today!
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    How about a Game of Questions?

    I'm thinking I was responding about the 'bias news' you'd mentioned previously; since that's the case, I have to add that being in my own little world doesn't necessarily preclude helping others. Only mean that I sometimes have to shut down the endless redundant news reports that are mostly finger-pointing exercises done by politicians and politicos. They need the kind of help I am not licensed to practice, thank goodness, you know it?
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    First word that comes to mind.....

    Ah! Now it makes a little more sense to me! Thanks FranEM! I Love Lucy
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    Friday - June 28th, 2019 - Good Morning!

    Afternoon-- Sorry to tell you, but ONCE AGAIN I did not win the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstakes today. Ah, me. Pitiful sad. ---> OH WELL! 95 degrees in the shade; I sat outside w/ hubby and Nannie for a short while, but the FLIES. my gosh, were so annoying, I came back in. I don't mind a few flies, but there were about a dozen looking for ways to invade coffee cups and soda cans. I cover my coffee cup with a folded paper towel and weigh that down with a notebook w/ pen attached. (AKA: my brain) Tweety, I would have felt like just walking out of that job. 'Course, I wouldn't, but I reckon my BP would be right up there with yours, or even higher, if I were in such a situation as you had to go through. GADS! Ted, Happy to hear Mayson is still a contented little dog. And for the "Lack Of Mowing" report . Have you thought of getting out there and swinging a scythe? I tease you about that a lot, but *I* would not be mowing, either! Talkin' about old bones....it would probably take me at least 6 months to recuperate if I had to mow your lawn! Joe, YOU DA MAN at your new job! w00t! Kind of nice to feel appreciated at your work, isn't it? Hope we hear from J soon. BCg, Have a wonderful, relaxing weekend! J22, Sounds like you're having a touch of narcolepsy, there! ZZzzzzzzzz. It's good to catch up on sleep. I do my baseball game watching on TV. I just don't think I could tolerate sitting in the stands, especially in the bright, beating-down sunshine, which gives me a real heady-ache! I would be wanting to tell the hooting-hollering-yelling fans around me to SHUT UP! Naw, I wouldn't do that. I'd probably go back to the car and sit in the quiet A/C. But come to think of it, how difficult could it be to watch from the stands ... if I were to NOT have to put up with Nannie's questions and slippery-brained comments? Hmmm. Um, you have a pulse of ZEEEROH? Ruh-roh! herring, If I start out in the morning, I could be there in time for the 4th of July FEAST you all are setting up! Steph, You don't suppose it might have been Bernie Sanders calling your hubby from Vermont? Just a thought...! Braves play again tonight, tomorrow and Sunday, and then the big announcement of which and whommnnnn are to be sent to the AllStar Game on July 9th. Speaking of July, it's coming on us pretty fast! No plans for the 4th other than to stay out of the public eye. Ozzie's birthday is July 1st, Pippy's is July 12th, mine is on the 22nd ... the big Seven-Oh, which strikes me as fairly ridiculous and pretty darn funny. I ain't old enough to be seventy! Hope everybody's enjoying the weekend ( and the one's working have it "Q")
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    Game of Groans

    Not so much a groan-worthy post, this is a SMH and eye-rolling quote. Remember PARIS HILTON? She said: "Everything bad that can happen to a person, has happened to me." AHhhhhaahahahahahahahaha! After I picked my jaw up off the floor and stopped laughing, I thought, poor little thing! I suppose it was a subconscious statement; she delineates herself as separate from ordinary person-hood-ness.
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    Game of Groans

    I'd like to help you out today. Which way did you come in?
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    Game of Groans

    I used to work at an orange juice factory but I got canned because I couldn't concentrate.
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    Thursday June 27, 2019

    (H'lo!)...Nannie Tales / Chapter #67,998,754 Hubby and I got an early start on the errands--pharmacy, just a few odds and ends of groceries, And most importantly, Nannie needed pj's.,cotton underpants, and socks. I told hubby I was tired of trying to find out if any of those items were in the wash, or needed to go in the wash; plus she is always saying she can't find her socks, or doesn't have enough pj bottoms or cotton undies...she has to change everything either at night or in the morning, in spite of the multiple disposable products she uses. Her socks are so full of holes because of her toenails, but if she wants her toenails trimmed well, she will have to bite the bullet and go to pay a foot-doctor. I mean, *I* worked with a podiatrist and know how to deal with fungal toenails, but both hubby and I have tried and given up because she is a jerker and a shreiker ...and THAT'S just from anticipation! ie, no accidental clips or stabs or anything that would cause pain or bleeding. We brought home a GIANT box of pull-ups and a GIANT box of extra-long, number 6 pads. She calls them sanitary napkins. She said she had to put 2 pads on the crotch of her cotton panties, and then she puts pull-ups over that. Hubby said "Why are you wearing two pads?" -----"Because my FLOW is so HEAVY." He told her she hasn't had a period for the last 30 years, and she said she certainly did so....EVERY MONTH! He said, "well, we bring in pads and absorbent panties every week, not every month." She started to get mad, when she said, "All I know is, my flow is heavy!" I kept my mouth firmly closed. I WANTED to ask why her 'flow' wasn't red!?! I wanted to ask, "if you have such a large amount of flow, WHERE IS IT COMING OUT FROM?" ..... Some of you may remember her telling anyone who would listen ( like in mixed company of church members at a Hardee's, after a church service), that her doctor said she couldn't even get her little finger in her (Nannie's) vagina ...because "It's all completely grown together and closed up!" And that's why (she continued) she "could not have her bladder catheterized" and "they had to go in the other way." ! ! ! WHAT other way? I was afraid to ask! The very first time I heard her tell that tale, I said, "But you don't get to the bladder through the vagina!" She said her "cooter" being all stuck/grown together, they had to find another way to go in to the bladder. She was adamant about it, so I let the subject drop. Next time she was starting to tell that version of her "down-there" anecdote, I put my hands to my head, scrinched up my face, and said, "OOOhhhh, I don't want to hear about your closed up cooter!!!!" She laughed. I wasn't being funny!!! Ball game is on early today... Tawk whichoo's'all laydah!
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    How about a Game of Questions?

    I think it's much more pleasant to live in my own little world, where serious-ity is seldom contemplated, unless it will lead to something creatively satisfying; don't you think that is a nicer approach?
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    First word that comes to mind.....

    For some reason, when my dad used to call his mother on the phone, he would always ask, "Is this Mrs. McGillacuddy?" She'd giggle every time. (Her name was not even close to McGillacuddy) PRIVATE JOKES
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    Wednesday June 26, 2019

    Hello to The Trinity! Hello to all who follow! Once again, Ozzie was insistent I get up and take the pups outside for AM Business Routines @ 9 AM. Heard the usual from-hips-to-knees complaints. Nannie was up, so I delivered her meds, breakfast, and local newspaper to her, then made my coffee and came back upstairs. Have to pay bills, go to the credit union, and also do some pharmacy refill pick-ups, and grocery shopping. Hubby and Nannie have their hair appointments this afternoon. Hubby is still sleeping. If I don't get moving, I'm liable to lay back and snooze off again... Later!
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    First word that comes to mind.....

    Doohickey
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    Tuesday June 25, 2019

    Nannie stormed off to bed because "them (baseball team) having three batters up at the same time is stupid!" There was one guy at bat, one 'on deck' (ie, next up), and one guy was stretching and warming up for his turn 'on deck'. Plus, she wanted to know what kind of pitcher throws such lousy pitches, that he was not letting the batter hit anything he threw. Hubby said, "The pitcher WANTS to throw a ball that the batter CAN'T hit." Nannie said, "That's not fair, that team doesn't have any numbers at all."...." Yes, Momma, that's where we want THEIR score to remain, at zero!" Then she asked, "Did I bring a cat home from practice?" Hubby sez, "No." "Good. Did I even go to practice?" Hubby sez, "Practice for what?" "Batting, of course! I don't think I got to batting practice at all today. But I'm glad I didn't bring the cat home."
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    Tuesday June 25, 2019

    Forgot to mention, Nannie came around the corner of the house, to where hubby and I were sitting with our coffee and just having idle talk about some plant/flower he'd transplanted from a neighbor's yard (they were going to destroy in to make a better play area for their young kids). Anyway, when Nannie came around the corner, she said, brightly smiling, "Are y'all talking about me?" Hubby said, "Tell her what you just said to me..." What I had said was, "I am unfamiliar with the agricultural needs and physiology of that plant, so I cannot help you resolve your botanical dilemma." Nannie's mouth dropped open and she said, a prolonged word, starting with a hard "G"...."Geeeeeoooooooddd!" Hubby likes it when I fling around those "50-cent words". Hope it's not to late to edit....I wanted to tell sirI that the ONLY thread I got in my inbox was ...oh gosh....one of the political threads from which I had decided to unsubscribe . I'll go back and put it in the other thread about my online problems.
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    Tuesday June 25, 2019

    Yeah, our dogs are getting up in years...Pip's cataracts are worse than Ozzie's; they both have front knee problems and hip aches, lack of strength, and terrible teeth. Pippy has had 'reverse sneezes' for most of her life and I think at some point in time she aspirated; she has a wheezy snore. I think sometimes when she is so sound asleep she is motionless, that she has died...but after a minute she 'comes to' , like, "WHA?" Since she always sleeps with me, I wonder if I will wake up one morning and find she's passed. That would be hard, but it would be harder to see her suffering. I hope both Mayson and Angus do not get any worse (and Ted and j22, as well)!!! My husband will take it very hard when ours pass, but as far as I can tell, they aren't at the doorstep yet. Nannie, of course, will live forever. But then, she's hardly a 'pet'.
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