Took my grandson to see Narnia, Lion, Witch and Wardrobe... And the movie was enjoyable.
I rate movies by 1. theater 2.video and 3..T.V. Meaning that is where they should be watched. Narnia was a 2. I enjoyed being with my grandson so that is why we were in the theater. But being there, also reminded me why I don't usually go there.
When I go to the movies, I like to go to the matinee show. It is cheaper, and less people. But it always makes me wonder.
After all there are 100 seats in the theater. And on most occasions, there is about 10 to 15 people in there. So why do they sit in front of me? I mean, right in front of me. They could go to the right of me. They could be several seats below me. They could even be across the aisle from me. I have even tried to sit up higher or lower but they still sit in front of me. And of course the adult sits in the chair right in front of me. So I am missing 10% of the screen. And they shift from side to side.. This is why I don't like go to theaters.
And yesterday was almost as bad. Now there were a lot more people there. Probably 30 or even 40 there. Lots of kids with adults. After all this is kind of a kids movie.
The movie starts, and the talking starts in the seats behind me. Previews, so I am not too upset, but then it is getting louder. As if they are in competition with the sound. Yakky yakky yakky.. After about 15 minutes of this I finally turn around and glared. I was about to ask them to go get coffee and have a nice chat, and let the rest of us enjoy the picture. You see they were too old women.
I know, I am an old woman too. But at least I have the sense to keep my mouth shut when I am in a movie theater.
Last night I went out around town to see Christmas lights. I use to take my grandson around when he was 5 to 10 years old. Now he is 15.
I was downtown picking him up when I decided to swing thru some of the old neighborhoods. And to my surprise there were very few homes with lights. One of the pricier neighbors had about 20% of the houses with lights. What happen to the competitions between neighbors?
Sandpoint lost one of their top house displays man this year. A man called Hansen always had quite a display. Grinch and everything. We drove by and half of it was lit and the other half was not. But it was nice to see his children had set it up, as he had passed several months ago.
But even the stores were lacking. The downtown streets of Oak, or Main. The park had hardly any. Jones Park did have a nice trees. At least 5th Avenue had their trees lit. Like ballerina on each side.
Even my own town isn't much for lights. BUT, our street can stand proud. Only 3 houses out of the 2 and half blocks doesn't have lights.
Sadly, next week, it will be dark again. Until next year. Hopefully more people will get into the spirit of it. I guess the high price of electric bills has a lot to do with it. We only leave ours on from 6 to 8 or 9 p.m.
This is a follow up on my blog of December 15, 2005 Why Do These Things Happen?
Judge Issues Order Allowing Evicted Woman To Return Home House Can't Be Sold Until Jan. 12 UPDATED: 7:19 pm EST December 23, 2005 PROVIDENCE -- An 81-year-old Providence woman evicted from her home for failing to pay a sewer bill will be allowed to return after all. That's after a Superior Court judge issued a preliminary injunction Friday on behalf of Madeline Walker. The order means Walker's Chester Avenue house can't be sold again before a hearing on Jan. 12. Walker was evicted from her home of 53 years earlier this month. The house has since changed hands. The case drew Gov. Don Carcieri's attention, he found a lawyer to take up the matter. ................................................................................ All of which makes me wonder... what happens next. First you got the $500, if they didn't pay it before, will they pay it now? After all she and the family knew for 2 years or more. No one acted on that.
Seems the lawyer for her, thinks she wasn't mental able to understand the whole thing. But the thing is, her daughter did. So have to watch this to see how it comes out.
Then, also, she got to move back in her house for Christmas..(I am sure it must be for the feel good effect) But first it was Out and then back In and what happens if this doesn't come out in her favor.. back Out again? That seems kind of cruel... and will some one donate the money? Then, of course, there could be the person who buys it but lets the elderly woman stay until she goes to a nursing home or dies. Interesting.
He….I know they are nice looking, but do you really need 20 goblet glasses of 4 different colors? And where are you going to put them? She… Oh, I will find a place, we need them for our parties. He… what parties?
Mom, can’t we go yet? All these tree ornaments are boooooooooring.. I want to go home and play with my toys.
Girl 1…. Oh, just look at these. Aren’t these so beautiful? Girl 2…. Yea, I guess, just don’t give it to me next year…
Two girls watching a woman fill her cart. Girl 1.. did you see that woman? Girl 2.. yea, those are the ugliest plastic glasses I have ever seen, and she must have bought 30 of them.
Little boy walking by with his mother.. So, if I go around this store one more time with you, you will clean my whole room?
Thanks for the good times… the Memories… Biking to the penny candy store at the end of Beacon Street.
Helping out with the seine fishing net with the folks, and us catching the blow porcupine fish that we played with. That blew up when scared and deflated when it wasn’t.
The trips on the Mary Jo, picnics in Fort Adams cove… and Jamestown cove. The trips to Prudence Island. The Bluegrass Festival while we ate on the Mary Jo. The many boat races we saw. How we laugh now about how you got a rope around your waist and I didn't when the folks taught us how to swim, by throwing us off the boat. We figured they were saving the family name. lol
The huge Navy ships that we rode by. And the day that our little boat motor got caught on their side net as we pulled away. After Dad telling them what kind of fish we were catching and with what. . The Mayflower replica that we got to board.
The many years of haying. The rides home on the loose hay, on top of the truck. It is a wonder we didn’t slide off and get killed. The runs across the barn roof and jumping on the haystacks. Drinking out of the water pumps the farmers had.
The stories we told on Friday nights, when the folks went out for the night. Some of them funny, some of them scary…
For the times you came and got me, to calm down your acquaintances that got rowdy, or were bullies.
The years of dishes on Thanksgiving with the folk’s friends over for dinner. The years of trying to out guess each other on what Santa brought us.
The times we, as a family, killed the chickens, You running the headless chickens down and me plucking feathers..
The rides we endured to horses show all over the states. What did we do, while she showed the horses? The times we walked Smokey all night long when he had green grass colic.
Lobster, quahogs and cleaning a gunny sack of scallops and buckets of oysters with our families together. Making of the Stuffy’s That we made in an assembly line, with our families combined….
The trouble we got into and we drove our parents to distraction. The times you squealed on me, and I on you. The times we cried about before, but laugh about now.
Well, we are on the count down. 4 more days and this will be all just a memory to be stashed with all the rest.
My daughter brought over all my share of our cook off of Monday. And I was finishing last night, the candied orange and grapefruit peels. It is a thing my mother use to make.
You cook the rinds until they are almost clear. Then cool and then peel out the white stuff in the peel. Cut in stripes about 1/4 in. wide. Then roll it in sugar and let dry. The King saved the day, as he got out the food dryer and they came out well.
Then the bright idea of tipping them in chocalate. Yes, that sounds good. But I found out that boiling the choc. chips, did not make a dipping choc. Then I tried microwaving the choc. to see if I could get it thinned. Well, I don't know if I should tell you what happened next...
You see, the King and I have gotten sucked into a new program... DEAL OR NO DEAL And he yelled at me, come look at this guy... he only has 4 boxes, left and he is going for it.
I only left for a few minutes... I think.... the down side of this I had the biggest, hardest, rock of chocalate in a ball in a bowl. I should also say, it was the biggest DRY ball.
I froze it. Named it 2 12oz. choc. Someday, I will take it out and figure out what to do with it.
Only 4 more days... and no more days of holiday cooking. YEA!! Going to our daughter's for Christmas dinner after church...
The rest of it it is all downhill heading for Spring.
Monday afternoon was a day to behold.. We drove up in the woods to a lodge for a wedding of a young lady I have known since she was in school with my daughter over 20 years ago.
This young lady just got back from Kuwait and decided to marry the young man whom she has known for a few years.
She picked the right place at the right time. We drove up to the lodge and parked our car.
We were about to sit down, when it started to snow. Just lightly. You know the soft, slow dropping thru the air. The kind that pictures are taken of ... And that is what this was.
Picture a very large log lodge. With very big windows. And as the snow was falling, a red sleigh appeared coming up the path. Stopping in front of the lodge. Out steps the bride, in white and white cape that covered her from her ears to her feet. And her 7 year old daughter in white as well, and a white cape also. They step up the stairs, and down the deck to the door. They stepped into the room, with snow sparkling in their beautiful hairdo's.
They were helped out of their capes, and then the little girl walked to the aisle and started to toss white roses petals for her mother to walk thru as she and her father were walking down the aisle to the waiting young man. Who beamed with love for this young lady.
The rest of the ceremony was lead off with the asking of...who gives this woman away, to which the father says, I do, her father.
It was a lovely wedding, and you could tell how happy every one was. Her parents, brothers and sisters join in, welcoming this young man into their family as they took pictures. And his family did the same for her.
I thought back to the days, that this young lady who honored me with the title of Mom2, and how she was an awkward teen, of the 8th grade, growing in all directions. And Monday, her wedding day... she is the Snow Princess who come to claim her Prince.
What a lovely young lady she has grown up to be.
May the world be your apple, may life keep you both safe. May your love last until you are both old and grey and more. God Bless you, Shelly and Mike.
I am dancing... yes, dancing for joy SPRING IS COMING...no really. It is coming. How do I know, because today in the mail I got my Tomato Growers Catalog. And we all know that Spring is coming, when our garden catalogs start, right?
Ok, if you want to be a downer, I guess I will try not to be so excited. But with seed catalogs, I start thinking about it.
I don't want to hear anymore about the festivies of the week. No, this isn't about the Christmas vs Holiday thing. This has nothing to do with the commercialism of Christmas and etc.
This has to do with the cooking bake off of yesterday. I had 4 recipes, that I made up the dough this past weekend for yesterday. My daughter did at least that many if not more. And she was running candy thru during the waiting for the cookies to cook. So if we say she did 4 recipes of cookies, that is 8 different kinds, and 3 to 4 pans of each recipe. That is 24 to 32 pans of cookies. Times 16 to 20 each...
And of course you have to taste one to make sure it came out. We started with one cookie each to test. Then we switched to one half of a cookie each to test. After 5 hours, it was you taste it, ........no, you taste it... no, that is ok.... you tell me how it taste. And then the candies as well. We called in the expert taster, my grandson.
I don't want to look at another cookie or candy, or anything sweet for a very long time.
Which is a good thing...... I got on the scale yesterday... Not good... not good at all...
This is going to be a day on the run. Starting with barely a cup of coffee and then go.
See today, my daughter and I are going to do a cookie and candy bake off. We both have been putting together, cookie dough over the weekend. And this morning we have 3 hours to get them all done.
We started a year or two ago with a day or two of baking cookies and candies, for the holidays. But this year has been running away with both of us. Each doing our own thing. Shopping, and all that kind of stuff.
Then at noon, it is get ready for a wedding of a friend. Her high school friend, who I get the privilege of being called Mom2.
This young lady just got back from Kuwait, after a year of service. And now she is ready to walk down the aisle with a nice young man at 3 p.m.
You know I am really trying to get along here. But I am really getting fed up and becoming a grouch. I have tried to be so political correct and go with the changing times. You know the woman, man, person thing.
The not bragging about my country so much, so I don't offend people. But lately this is getting really hard. The idiot who couldn't get the law changed about Under God thing, is now trying to get rid of In God We Trust off of our money. He must have been reading the emails, as there was one going around that, said if they don't like the word God then maybe they would turn all their money over to the email sender.
From what I have heard, and I am not the most educated person. But I have read there is no where, no law saying we are to keep state and church separate. In fact I read that the only place that has that is Russia.. So why if that is a fact, do we have people scream it at the top of their lungs? Isn't there any one with Common Sense to stop all this? Is the ACLU bending things to suit themselves, and no one is actually dealing with truth?
Our forefathers, put in a good system. Why are we all a sudden changing everything? All the buildings in Washington DC have a bible reference some where in the building, etched in stone or wood. This is what this country is founded on.
In the 1970's there was the saying, Love it or Leave it. My thought is, if all of our forefathers system is so offensive to those who complain... shouldn't they be finding a country that they do like. We have like this country just the way the forefathers set it up. With God in mind. I don't recall a state and church thing. The closest I remember is that our country was basis on freedom of speech AND religion.
That we welcome all religions, and that we were to be tolerant of each others religion, not forbid it to be seen anywhere. And if you don't have a religion, then so be it. Don't put us down because we do, we don't put you down because you don't have one.
I came from a town that was heavy in Jewish population. It has the first Syngogne in the United States. No one in our school made fun of the Jewish people. No one made a fuss when the Jewish children didn't come to school on their religious holidays. They didn't condemn us for having Christmas.
So what the heck has changed in the past 20 years and is getting worse. Why can't we honor each others religion?
I heard that we try to destroy what we do not understand. That what we do not understand we fear, so we destroy it. Is that what is going on?
So pardon me if I am not quite political correct anymore.
If I am not here, check the jail house... I will be the one behind bars for saying MERRY CHRISTMAS and for those who don't like it...well, I would tell you where to go, but you don't believe in hell, so what would be the use...
Yesterday I was reading about an 81 year old lady who was moved out of her home of 50 years, in Providence, R.I.
As they said in the article, it wasn't because of taxes or non payment of a mortgage payment. It was her sewer bill. Yes, sewer bill. This started in 2003.
Now before we get to teary eyed over this, some of it was hers and her family's fault. Some of it has my head shaking. She had 1 year to come up with the money. About $500 worth. She or her family. And I wonder why her family didn't.
The part that makes my head shake, is that first, it was June 2003 and she paid half, $498 and leaving $500 left to be paid. BUT they sold her house Novemember 2003, to whom I don't know and it was sold for $500. And they gave her 1 years to pay that $500 and she could have the house back. That is where I wondered why her family didn't pay it.
What I wonder is ... why was her home sold for $500 just 5 months later? What was the rush? Did they offer her payments? Like $50 a month or what. And now she has been moved out of the house, which by the way the Governor is upset that this happen over a sewer bill and she was ousted around the holidays.
The Narragansett Bay Commission said they sent her many notices. So for this, I can't rant and rave, as she and her daughter had plenty of time to fix this. Also it is now a year past when she could have been ousted.
But what happens to the house? The new owner, who is that? And surely they are going to resell it, so what happens to all that money? Houses in R.I. have been selling for over $200,000 for years. Many, many years, unless it is really a dump. So just for sake of argument, the place is worth $150,000 because it is over 50 year old house (not old by R.I. standards) then does the lady get any of this money? If not, then this seems just wrong. Some one gains $145,500 by buying a house for $500 sewer bill? It is morally wrong, for sure. There is a new law that was suppose to prevent this from happening, but like all laws, by the time the item got to be a law, it was watered down. I am going to put the story site here. So you can copy it to read all of the story.
But then again, the family never should have let it get this far.
Stuff everywhere. We have photos in frames everywhere. Some on the tables, on the TV, and on the walls. We have one form or another of knick knacks on shelves, near the TV, and even on my computer desk here.
I had to clean up the table of pictures. I stacked them in two piles, his and mine. I found a place ..temporary... to put mine. I placed the King's on top of his little filing cabinet, under his STUFF. Well, he found it last night, and had a small teesy. "What the heck am I going to do with them, he asked." Told him to leave them there until after the holidays.
Put the knick knacks in a box. And even with that I only have a few Christmas things out. Cards, candles, church, angels, just to name a few.
I have the boxes down in the garage to bring all the stuff inside to put up. But as I looked in the boxes, I thought, I have half a mind to put them all back up on the shelf. After all in two weeks, I will just have to pack it all back up again. And I am not looking forward to that.
I did get into to putting lights up outside. More than we usually have. But didn't do the big tree this year. Around the house, across the front of the little garage, the back deck, and fence.
Maybe I should start putting the decorations out just after Halloween. Then it won't seem like such a chore for a short time.
When the King and I were heading to Tri-cities this past weekend, we saw the most beautiful sunset.
It was the most beautiful colors of pink, peach, reds, yellows and thru it was the sky behind.
Which was a pastel of blues and greens like. And with the plains of Ritzville and fields along side of 395, it was the most enjoyable scene for an hour and half. Which I thought maybe I might be driving the King crazy as I kept saying, Oh, look at it, isn't it beautiful, as it would change slightly. But after about 30 miles, he, too, was commenting on it. I told him it would almost be worth moving over there just for the sunset.
And why don't I have a picture to go with this? Because I stupidly didn't take my digital camera. And we were in Tri-cities, when the King said, oh, I have a camera in the glove box.... Men.
Going out to dinner from time to time, there is one thing that drives me nuts.
No, not the smokers. It is children. Badly behaved children. I know I will get the Grouch of the Year award for this, but I wish there were a separate rooms at restaurants. Like they use to have the no smoking room, and the one for the smokers.
If I recalled many years back they use to have two rooms. One was called the family dining. That was for those with children.
Don't get me wrong I love kids. At the store, at fair grounds, parks, McDonald, Burger King, and etc. .
But when I have to pay the big bucks to eat in a dining room. I want QUIET. I don't want Jr. kicking the back of my booth. Or running up and down the room or around the chairs, with mom or dad in tow..some times. I don't want screaming. I want QUIET. They use to ask you smoking or non-smoking when you walked in. I wanted to say, non Children, please.
My kids never saw the inside of a dining room of a restaurant until they were teens. We went to the mom and pop type of hamburger places. You know the ones with outside sitting. My kids were normal messy kids. And if they acted up, then they were put in the car. I didn't take them to dining rooms because I wanted to eat my food in peace. I wanted others to eat their food in peace.
Now I will take that Grouch of the Year award. Thank you. Unless you want to wait until I do the blog on people in restaurants who use their cell phones.
Being I got my hair cut today, I wanted a picture so I could use it for my MSN messenger picture...
So I asked King to take a picture. I sit him down across from me and said.... here I will take your picture, so I can show you what I want. I take his picture. Straight forward. Just right, no bow of head, no turkey neck... See this is what I want. The following is what I got.
The first one is me telling him how close I want the picture...He takes the picture. As I am explaining, how I didn't want the turkey neck view.
The second picture is where I try again, and tell him, please do not take the picture until I say ok. He took the picture as I said that. The fourth picture, well, it is as close as I know I am going to get before I strangle him, as he is laughing.
See yesterday, I gave up my hair for Locks of Love. I have been growing it for 14 months. So off it goes, which was good. But what do I do with what is left. This is what I ended up with and I like it. So far I have had good reviews on it. I can even spike it if I wanted to. lol...
The picture for the MSN Messenger? I chose another that I took earlier, with the camera on the Bronco.
I look in the paper and see the prices of toys for kids. I am amazed at the prices. And thankful that I don't have to buy for kids anymore. I just send a card and some money to the grandchildren. 99% of them live out of state. So this way I know I got the right size, it is in style, the right color and the shipping is only 37 cents (until the first of January).
But the other part I wonder about was the kids themselves. If you pay $399 for a toy, and then are encourage to buy the $299 package of accessories that go with it? Also the games that go with it run from $29 to $49. What do you do next year? What is the kid expecting from you. And only present? No, they refer to presents, in the plural sense.
When I was raising mine, they got clothes as their main presents. This was replenishing the school clothes time of the year. Then they got several small items that were $5.00 or less. The older the child the closer to the $5.00 they got. And then there was the big toy...$25.00. Now times this, for each kid.
I know this added to my bah humbug attitude that I had to hide from my kids. After all how can you compete with the other families? When they other kids come back to school with the stories of their great presents of stereo's and etc. Then if you all visit on Christmas day... and your kid breaks their kids toy...wow... The paying a price that you never would have spent for your kids. That is why we never visited on Christmas day. Didn't want my kids breaking others toys, or have their kids break my kids toys. Beside you have all week to visit. Christmas day is for your own family.
I do have to say, my kids were great. They were always, and I do mean always, grateful for what they got. They never sat there with a long face on Christmas morning, because they didn't get the latest greatest toy.
I know just because they make it, doesn't mean the parent has to buy it. After all they make Cadillac's and Rolls Royce's, but we all don't drive them. But there is a lot more pressure on parents by kids and ads. And when you hear a kid say, "well it is only $400", like it was only $5.00 well, I don't know about you, but I gringe.
When I was the mere age of 13, I believe, my girlfriend and I went to the Paramount Theater on Broadway across from the high school in Newport, R.I.
We went to see...KING KONG with Faye Wray. We put our hard earn coins down on the counter, and picked up our tickets. The 3 o'clock show. (got to be home to feed the horses by 5). We got our pop corn and coke. And sat down in the middle of the theater so we could see it really well.
The theater goes dark, and all the previews and newsreels run their gamut. Then the movie starts. Loud music. Scary music. We are eating our pop corn, as we watch. The scarier it gets the faster we are eating our pop corn.
HERE HE COMES, KONG... KING KONG!! AND THERE GOES.......The two of us girls out to the aisle, up the aisle, out thru the doors almost taking them of the hinges. Out to the daylight, still running. You would have thought Kong was behind us. I think it was at least 4 blocks before we finally slowed down to a walk.
It took me 3 more years before I could watch the whole movie. Then it was on a TV in my room. The folks had given me a TV which was about 4 foot by 4 foot by 3 feet, which was at the end of my bed. I sat on the foot of the bed, and out came KONG...I flipped over on to the rest of the bed, on to my glasses, and broke the hinge.
I wonder... will I be able to see the new one? Do I want to? I will take my grandson with me.
Christmas verses Christ Day, or Santa Day verses Christ Day.
Being Santa seems to be a non judgmental icon,(so far no one seems to be offended by him) after all who can be mad at a man who laughs all the time, and makes people happy? He seems to be taking over December 25, anyway.
And being if memory serves me right, that there is no where in the bible that says that Jesus was born on December 25th, itself. .
How about having Christ Day on December 27th. That is the day us Christians can devote to our Lord. The Jewish people have Hanukkah, and the others have their own day. This way we can have our own day. No one gets offended because everyone has their own day.
Christmas, then could be celebrated by everyone. It actually should be called PRESENT DAY. Not to be confused with President day. But if that is too much, we can have it be Santa Day.
So on the 25th of December they can still have Santa. There still can be dinners and presents, lots of presents, just like now. There will be no religion, so no offense taken. Heck we can even make it the 3rd Sunday of December. And every one can celebrate Santa Day. Jewish, Blacks, Muslins, you name the religion, and they can celebrate and buy more, and more presents.
On Jesus Day, we can have prayer, and meet with friends and family for dinner. We can have fish and bread. (what a wonderful change, after turkey for Thanksgiving and Santa Day).
Do you think we can get Congress to go for it? Surely they would be pleased not to have their people complaining about being offended.
And the card companies will be thrilled. After all, another card day. And Commerce will be thrilled with all the money spent, as everyone will buy. For everyone.
We got her last Dec. And she was a inside cat all thru the winter. Being a kitten, she wasn't wise to the wonders of the outdoors.
Then in the Spring time, and the weather was about 40 degrees warmer, the King took her outside to the see how she would like it.
Well, she loved it. She ran all thru the yard, the garden. She even ventured across the street, in to the fields,much to my displeasure. She would run thru the culvert in our driveway. Especially if I was trying to get her back in.
In short order she and the screen in the front door met. The cat won and the screen on the bottom became her cat door. Coming and going to her pleasure.
Every morning she would dive thru the back door, when the King would leave for work. Any chance she got she flew thru there no matter what time of the day it was. And a couple times she ended up staying outside over night. Not making me a happy camper.
She is a delight, and has brought much joy to our lives, but she is a typical cat. She is in charge and we are her staff.
So here it is winter again. And she is disgusted with us for putting down that cold white stuff. Her first shot out of the house last week, on to the deck, and the fastest turn around seen in mankind lately, she was in the house.
As you can see from the picture below, she checks from time to time, to see if someone has removed the stuff.. She can't understand what she did to have this all occur.
Stebbijo's Choice blog yesterday talked about inventions... Which brought to my mind, one I had about 30 years ago. And everyone thought for a moment when I mention it, and then said Nah, never happen and laughed.
It would be timely to bring it up now, being snow and ice and car accidents are on the rise. So what is this invention idea I had? No laughing, ok?
I had a vision, and I still think someday, someone with power will come up with the same idea I had 30+ years ago.
That is as each road that is upgraded, to install a electric like wiring or plates underneath the cement or paved roads. Kind of like an electric blanket. And then it would be powered by the electric poles near the road. Every road has power going down the roads, either underground (now) and on the poles. They would be turn on by a switch or by the road temps getting below 30 degrees.
One naysayer said that would turn the roads into flooding roads. I don't think so, as it would be gradual and there is the ditches, and etc. that would take the water. I would think the money that insurance could save by decrease of accidents would more than pay for the price to keep the roads warm, no snow, no ice on the roads.
Tomorrow skiing opens up on the Mountain, and all the skiers have been watching the snow up there. Today we have sunshine, so for the first time in almost 2 weeks, the natives can see the progress of the mountain covered with snow.
And someday I hope I can get a camera with a zoom. So I can get the mountain instead of the local scene..
I decided to print out a series of (in my opinion) best of my blog. I am printing it out for a friend of the family who does not have a computer.
I would say I have about 2/3 of the blog in there. After refining it and printing it out. I have 188 pages!! Boy, that is a lot of words. It looks like a flaming manuscript.
The King, as he is helping me line up all the pages, said.."Now, I suppose you are going to make this into a book and become famous. And too rich to talk to me."
I about fell off the chair. Told him Good Lord, no. No company would buy it, and I would be embarrassed. That he was stuck with me and to be poor. lol...