
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
My Favorite Things
My Favorite Things?
Maalox and nose drops and needles for knitting,
Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,
Bundles of magazines tied up in string,These are a few of my favorite things.
Cadillacs and cataracts, hearing aids and glasses,
Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,These are a few of my favorite things.
When the pipes leak,When the bones creak,When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad.
Hot tea and crumpets, and corn pads for bunions,
No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,
Bathrobes and heat pads and hot meals they bring,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Back pains, confused brains, and no fear of sinnin',
Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin',
And we won't mention our short shrunken frames,
When we remember our favorite things.........
When the joints ache,When the hips break, When the eyes grow dim,
That’s when I remember the great life I've had,
And then I don't feel soooo bad!
Maalox and nose drops and needles for knitting,
Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,
Bundles of magazines tied up in string,These are a few of my favorite things.
Cadillacs and cataracts, hearing aids and glasses,
Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,These are a few of my favorite things.
When the pipes leak,When the bones creak,When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad.
Hot tea and crumpets, and corn pads for bunions,
No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,
Bathrobes and heat pads and hot meals they bring,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Back pains, confused brains, and no fear of sinnin',
Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin',
And we won't mention our short shrunken frames,
When we remember our favorite things.........
When the joints ache,When the hips break, When the eyes grow dim,
That’s when I remember the great life I've had,
And then I don't feel soooo bad!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Halloween 08
Joyce, the Queen of Shoeba, invited the Sassy Sirens to her chapter's 2008 Halloween Party in Columbus. It was hosted by her sister Anna. Mildred, Virginia and I joined in the fun.
They say "A picture is worth a thousand words"

Bring Back My Mother
"I’ve been a good son to my mother. To me she has been a good Mom. But since she has joined that Society Oh, listen to what she’s become!
(Chorus) Bring back, bring back, oh bring back my mother to me, to me. Bring back, bring back, oh, bring back my mother to me!
She used to wear beige woolly sweaters and spend her life caring for me But now she goes decked out in purple, In great giggling gangs to take tea.
She used to have one hat, in navy. But now she's got dozens in red, crimson and scarlet and ruby; And my train set's been moved to the shed!
She used to spend hours with housework. Her nick-nacks arranged in neat rows. But now she wears fluffy red boas And leaves feathers wherever she goes.
She used to like watching Soap Operas. Sometimes for excitement she'd knit; But now she runs sticks along railings And I think she is learning to spit!
She used to be happy at Christmas With an iron, or a nice set of pans; But now she wants sparkly tiaras And big gaudy rings for each hand.
Her friends were called Jerrie and Virginia and she didn’t mind staying at home; But now we get Queen Merry Maker and Queen of Pizzzazzz on the phone!
She used to wear sensible brassieres. Her undies weren’t fancy or gay. Now her bras are of lace and red satin And I hope it's not true what they say (gasp!).
Well, if you can't beat them, then join them. You might as well follow the crowd. But when I turned up at the teashop, they all shouted,"NO BOYS ARE ALLOWED!"
Bring back, bring back. Oh, Bring back my Mother to me, to me.
Bring back, bring back. Oh, Bring back my Mother to me!
(Chorus) Bring back, bring back, oh bring back my mother to me, to me. Bring back, bring back, oh, bring back my mother to me!
She used to wear beige woolly sweaters and spend her life caring for me But now she goes decked out in purple, In great giggling gangs to take tea.
She used to have one hat, in navy. But now she's got dozens in red, crimson and scarlet and ruby; And my train set's been moved to the shed!
She used to spend hours with housework. Her nick-nacks arranged in neat rows. But now she wears fluffy red boas And leaves feathers wherever she goes.
She used to like watching Soap Operas. Sometimes for excitement she'd knit; But now she runs sticks along railings And I think she is learning to spit!
She used to be happy at Christmas With an iron, or a nice set of pans; But now she wants sparkly tiaras And big gaudy rings for each hand.
Her friends were called Jerrie and Virginia and she didn’t mind staying at home; But now we get Queen Merry Maker and Queen of Pizzzazzz on the phone!
She used to wear sensible brassieres. Her undies weren’t fancy or gay. Now her bras are of lace and red satin And I hope it's not true what they say (gasp!).
Well, if you can't beat them, then join them. You might as well follow the crowd. But when I turned up at the teashop, they all shouted,"NO BOYS ARE ALLOWED!"
Bring back, bring back. Oh, Bring back my Mother to me, to me.
Bring back, bring back. Oh, Bring back my Mother to me!
Lunch El Sombrero
RHS Pledge
The Red Hat Society Pledge
I do solemnly swear on my hat that I will do my best to uphold the spirit of the Red Hat Society.
I will greet middle age with verve, humor and style. I will take my silliness seriously as it is the comic relief of my life.
In the Spirit of Sisterhood and Friendship, I join with my Red Hat and Pink Hat sisters as we go for the gusto together. Beneath our frivolity we share a bond of affection, common life experiences and a genuine enthusiasm for life and living.
I promise to regularly practice having fun and to do the things I have waited to do.
I promise to openly and knowingly fraternize with other Red Hatters.
This I pledge, in the spirit of the Red Hat Society, as envisioned by the Exalted Queen Mother, Sue Ellen Cooper .
I do solemnly swear on my hat that I will do my best to uphold the spirit of the Red Hat Society.
I will greet middle age with verve, humor and style. I will take my silliness seriously as it is the comic relief of my life.
In the Spirit of Sisterhood and Friendship, I join with my Red Hat and Pink Hat sisters as we go for the gusto together. Beneath our frivolity we share a bond of affection, common life experiences and a genuine enthusiasm for life and living.
I promise to regularly practice having fun and to do the things I have waited to do.
I promise to openly and knowingly fraternize with other Red Hatters.
This I pledge, in the spirit of the Red Hat Society, as envisioned by the Exalted Queen Mother, Sue Ellen Cooper .
Our trip to Alabama
Spring Fling 07
Christmas Parade 07
Saturday, October 25, 2008
The Veranda 07
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