Why do people speed in parking lots? They are far more trusting than I am. Are they planning to get to a parking space quicker than anyone else? I don't mean go a little fast...I saw someone going through the Walmart parking lot like she was on the hunt for a Cabbage Patch Doll in 1983. SMH
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I do like social media....it's an efficient way to 1. find out what's happening 2. eavesdrop on mankind. 3. share too much. 4. laugh at the crazy memes people post. I read Facebook, I look at Instagram and I just plain wonder about Twitter. However, each time I open my phone, I am so thankful that I am not a principal-- all I can think about is how much havoc could be created by one awful post. Reading the posts of others can be like looking through someone else's underwear drawer. You don't know what you might find. But, people keep looking.
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Hugh Daniel Malloy
Fall of 1930
16 years old
It's my Dad's 108 birthday today. Hugh Daniel Malloy, the 14th child of Jim and Jane Malloy, was born in State Center, Iowa February 27, 1914. He lived through the Spanish Flu, WWI, WWII (he left State Center in 1941 and returned in 1946), the Korean War, the Cold War, and part of the Viet Nam War leaving this earth on November 9, 1970. Happy Heavenly Birthday, Dad! For dessert tonight, I am serving apple pie with a slice of sharp cheddar cheese in his honor. I remember the day he got me to try that combination....."E, try it. You won't believe how the flavors go together." I did and I still love it. Dad would probably like it better if I served tall-necked Budweisers with cheese and crackers.
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The daffodils and crocus are really looking terrific this spring. My camellias are gorgeous. The buds are on the trees. The forsythia bushes are ready to pop. Spring is in the air....but spring can be very fickle in the south. (I know of what I speak-- Iowa is the birthplace of fickle weather. When I was student teaching in the fall of 1972, I went to work in a short sleeved dress. There was a snowstorm that afternoon, there was 8 inches of snow before dismissal and the school secretary took me to her house because I couldn't drive the 15 miles back to Mom's). I remember sitting on the bleachers watching Little League games wrapped up in a blanket.
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Sometimes I live my life according to those "Success" posters. You know-- "There's no I in team." "Your gratitude affects your attitude." "Roll up your sleeves and get to work. You won't have time to wring your hands."
"Beauty is only skin deep. But ugliness can go clear to the bone."
"Beauty is only skin deep. But ugliness can go clear to the bone."
I have collected thousands of posters. memes, sayings, truths, lies, and other visuals. I just love the humor of the Internet. Lordy, I can sit and read that craziness and laugh and laugh.
Now, I am not high brow....I have told you that my funny bone is about as mature as a fourteen year old boy. I like the quips, the one-liners, the silly, the double entendres....
My laugh for the day:
DOING CRUNCHES TWICE A DAY NOW,
CAPTAIN IN THE MORNING
NESTLE IN THE AFTERNOON.
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As Dr. Dennard Scoggins said every time he was on CHS-TV, "Make it a great day or not. The choice is yours."
