Monday, January 25, 2016

Happy Birthday, Rabbie!

Today is the 257th birthday of one of my favorite poets, Robert Burns. In his honor, I've written a wee verse "chiefly in the Scottish dialect." (I borrowed that last bit from the name of his most famous poetry book!)

Here it goes:

The Happy Bog Wanderers

Ah dreamt ah wis a hieland dog
A-rovin' thro' a hieland bog,
Glengarry at a jaunty tilt,
A cauld wynd whistlin up ma kilt.
Th' wind it did nae bather me,
Fur ah wis wild--ma hairt wis free.
Wi' mukker Mike thare by ma side,
Na ither steid cuid ah abide.

A braw 'n' bonny birthday, Rabbie!


Wednesday, December 9, 2015

The New Furor

What the heck is Donald Trump screeching about now? Mike says The Donald's current hissy fit is over not being selected as Time magazine's Person of the Year, even though his poll numbers are, by his own estimate, "Yooge! Just blowing everyone out of the water!"

Hello-o, am I missing something? Of course he's Person of the Year. I could swear I saw his cover photo only this morning.

Ah, yes--here it is:

DONALD TRUMP, TIME'S PERSON OF THE YEAR

Donald, why don't you do us all a favor for once and just shut the front door?

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Another Candle on the Chicken Pot Pie

Mike turns . . . a whole bunch today. Seventy-three, I think. But as he says, he's in pretty good shape for the shape he's in. He can still make it down to the footbridge and back, as we did this morning. And his mind is still as sharp as a doorknob.

Case in point: On our walk a couple of days ago, we spied this red-shouldered hawk perched on top of a basketball backboard in someone's driveway. M took out his camera and got a nice close-up of him. Then he made a joke that was so subtle I had to do some online research before I understood it. What he said was, "Do you suppose he's one of those Atlanta Hawks?" (Google as necessary.)

Here's the bird:

RED-SHOULDERED HAWK

As for birthday festivities, I believe relaxation is high on the list. In fact, if I know M, it is the list! And I'm sure he'll be forgoing the traditional cake in favor of chicken pot pie:

CHICKEN POT PIE

Yummy!

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Upward-Facing Dog

I've taken up yoga! I wish I'd discovered it earlier in my life. It enhances my serenity like you wouldn't believe.

My favorite yoga position is called "upward-facing dog." Sometimes I do it on my bed in the living room.

BUDDY, UPWARD-FACING DOG, YOGA

BUDDY, UPWARD-FACING DOG, YOGA

 But other times I prefer just the rug.

BUDDY, UPWARD-FACING DOG, YOGA

When I practice yoga outside in the grass, it helps me stay grounded. (hee hee)

BUDDY, UPWARD-FACING DOG, YOGA

Whew! A little of that grounding goes a long way, so I have to take frequent breaks.

BUDDY, RELAXING

One nice thing about a yoga workout is that it always makes me smile.

BUDDY, UPWARD-FACING DOG, SMILE, YOGA

Have you smiled today?

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Where are they now? Chapter 23 . . .

What happened to Dennis the Menace when he grew up?

DENNIS THE MENACE

He changed his name and became an immigrant-bashing carnival barker.

DONALD TRUMP, IMMIGRANT-BASHING CARNIVAL BARKER