A dream had come true for the Danophile
She had been waiting such a long while
Looking over photos of her last trip
Denmark scenery makes her heart flip.
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Hope you can go back soon, C
The Morning After
I loved this photo from Dan over at http://nofacilities.com/ . If you haven’t checked out his blog, I urge you to do so. He is a multi talented man who shares his life and photos. This photo is from his “One Liner” post today. Thanks for sharing it, Dan!
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The party was a true success
Even all invited guests
Would agree and you can see
It was a chilly barbecue eve.
Friends and countrymen alike
Rode in on their motorbikes
All ready for a beefy fest
Pulling Coronas from a chest.
All going well until
A siren sounded shrill
Usually friendly neighbors all
Decided it was time to call
Authorities to prevent a row
But bikers were quiet, eating chow.
It seemed some bikers had parked
Where “cars only zone” was marked
Seeing all the cycles there
Law enforcement was ensnared.
The lesson here is clear, I strive
Don’t judge a group by what they drive
The whole thing over, decided as a ruse
When neighbors joined in to drink the booze.
The morning after showed a happy neighbors’ man
Placing icy bottles in a can
Ready for the recycling van.
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Still laughing🤪
I looked up a quote from the news to find out what RSBN was and found this:
Bottom line says it all😅
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Fandango’s Provocative Question #98
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Great timing on this one as I just wrote about this to a friend this morning. Here is the gist of it:
I was throwing out newspapers getting ready to take the trash. My daughter and her husband had just dropped off my grocery order and were on their way out, saw two rolled up newspapers and said “you don’t read them?” I said I told them to stop delivery because they are sometimes thrown way away from my door or none come, and then one day there was a pile of them on my door, so I said stop already! It was a free promotion from the Eagle.She replied, “well at least you could do the crosswords like other old ladies.” I was disappointed I’m regulated as an old lady, even though it’s been a family joke for thirty years. I don’t want just that to be how people think of me. And I thought, foolishly, I’m not just an old lady, at least I hope not.So I didn’t say that because old lady is an affectionate term used in my family. It is a joke between us ever since I worked at Walmart in TX, years ago. There were three of us women in the jewelry department in Walmart. We were all about the same age, mid 40s. One day the manager came to us and said, “a customer has a complaint. He’s up front saying an older larger lady was rude”. We all just started laughing and the manager was not amused. We never found out who he was referring to, but the reference stuck. So T and I still joke about it today.
That was it, and this lockdown makes me at least, turn inside, with plenty of time to consider myself, too much so, and this is a result. Too much thinking by myself is not a good thing. At least I can reflect on the humor in it, which is my way of getting through life in general.
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https://fivedotoh.com/2020/12/02/fandangos-provocative-question-98/
