Later, I was always busy with something else, a guitar, a harmonica, the old upright piano setting out on the back porch, then a bit later, the girls, the band, my drums, the girls, my new tenor sax, the majorettes, the dance band, the old Chevy Woodie Station wagon my Aunt let us have to haul the instruments and the girls in ...... well, we all know how it ended. Off to college and the girls, the music, the dances, the stage shows, the girls ...... That ended in 1961. That was when I gave it all up and went off to war, made it to Germany, and fought a major battle, loosing the battle to a tiny Sicilian Lady. Got myself hooked, I did.
I put on my full dress blues, spit shined my low quarters, invited my platoon to the wedding, and couldn't believe it when they all showed up forming an 'Honor Guard' for the wedding. That wedding was 47 years ago. Hell, I still don't know where all that silverware and crystal and china goes. I definitely know how to use it, though .....
What does all this have to do with what I'm supposed to talk about this morning? Nothing, actually, just thought of it and figured it would be a good lead in to the main subject. Now, if I can just find my notes I'll see what the main subject was supposed to be and get on with the posting. Like everything else I have gotten myself into this chilly spring day, this may be a loooong session. Got your snacks and the cool one by your side? How 'bout the lap robe (kitty to those who are NOT in the know). Geez ..... wise up people. Don't you know reading Blather Blogs is lots more fun when you have a cat on your lap? Try it. I'm thinking you will get a different outlook on life in general. If nothing else you will definitely get a lap full of kitty hair. This time of year it's flying everywhere. You know, thinking about the cat hair all over the house and on the clothes and furniture, I am SO GLAD all the so-called friends I don't like are allergic to cats. Saves me the trouble of having to be nice to the stuffed shirts and priss-misses.
Don't worry, I'm not all that bad. My 6 cats like me. I can live with that.
As I said before, this has been a long day, and the Spring cleanup and fix up tasks have taken much longer than they did last year and the year before and ..... NO, it is NOT the age, just the mileage. I'm thinking I need to take myself to the body shop for a overhaul. If it wasn't for the fact I'm allergic to some paints, I would go for the full re-do. Probably better I not have any changes made. Wife and Cats are used to my looks now. I'd hate to scare them with a new face. It was hard enough them gettin used to the one I have.
I have to admit here, that I don't remember what I was going to talk about, so I'm going to hunt up a couple pictures of the place, maybe a sunrise or sunset shot taken from the yard here at Five Oaks.
I'm still trying to pull up the storage site I have my stuff and things on. Seems the Web, and more than likely, my ISP has gone on a walkabout and forgot to take me with them. I suspect I have to re-boot my modem. Lots of that going on this Spring, especially with all the rain we're having of late.
It took every bit of 5 minutes to reboot and refresh everything. I'm liking the fact Blogspot.com saves as we type. I would have had a major case of the mads if I had lost all these fantabulously intelligent thoughts and bits of wise and wondrous wisdom I've offered everyone here. Not having lost anything, I think we can call this one 'Fini', and take a look see at what I found on the secret most private locked away photo storage site. Mine, all mine, so there!