Luce, I promise I will post two pictures just for you. One is then and the other is now. Then you will see why I don't post personal pictures. VERY SCARY!! (Amber no one asked for your opinion)

I have this cousin who sends me the craziest stuff at times. I will post what she sent me today at the end of this blog.

Got my garden all finished yesterday and the old bod is paying for it today. I know, Waa, waa. Got it in just in time for our typical freeze for this time of year. Yep, supposed to get down to freezing tomorrow night just when I got my tomatoes, my pickles, my peppers and other delicate items all planted. I wish, oh how I wish, that the weathermen/women could get it right just once in their lives. (Probably the women)

Haven't heard from that Tiger Sue lady for a while, I hope she isn't sick. Depression can be a bugger at times. And then there is Schaumi, well what can I say about Schaumi? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!

The Cootie Bug finally contacted me and has been sick again. She has had Pneumonia since she visited a while back. Too much pure air compared to that smog Denver puts out. I remember flying once across Denver and one of the commercial pilots radioed the tower to find out if he should be flying by instruments since the air was so thick. People talk about LA and it's smog but other places have it just as bad if not worse. Anyway we hope the Cootie Bug gets to feeling better so I don't feel so bad when I pick on her.

Claire if you have any suggestions for me to save my tomatoes and etc. please let me know.

We have these friends in California that own a paper shredding business, you might say they are a couple of cutups. Ha, ha, ha. Well, "I" thought it was funny. Okay here is what my cousin sent me.

A successful Colorado rancher died and left everything to his devotedwife. She was a very good-looking woman, and determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little about ranching. So she decided to place an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand. Two men applied for the job. One was homosexual and the other a drunk. She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied she decided to hire the homosexual man, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk. He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours everyday and knew a lot about ranching. For weeks, the two of them worked hard, and the ranch was doing very well.

Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the hired hand, "You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great! You should go into town and kick up your heels. "The hired hand readily agreed and went into town the followingSaturday night. One o'clock came, and he didn't return. Two o'clock, and no hired hand. He returned around two-thirty, and upon entering the house, he found the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine, waiting for him.

She quietly called him over to her. "Unbutton my blouse and take it off," she said. Trembling, he did as she directed. "Now take off my boots." He did as she asked, ever so slowly. "Now take off my stockings." He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots. "Now take off my skirt." He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the fire light."Now take off my bra." Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor. "Now," she said, "take off my panties." By the light of the fire, he slowly pulled them down and off.

Then she looked at him and said, "If you ever wear my clothes into town again, you're fired".

Have a nice day everyone.