2nd nite on the night shift and so far, so good. We will see if I turn into a zombie again about 4:30.
Category: This ‘n That
Musings from a Peter Pan mind
This is sad news, they brought…
This is sad news, they brought us such revolutionary products. Kodak Preparing for Chapter 11 Filing http://t.co/s7Vvt7XA
I think I’m too old for night …
I think I’m too old for night shift!
Tonight I go back to work on t…
Tonight I go back to work on the night shift! I have never worked this shift, I hope I don’t fall asleep!
Hoping all my Twitter and Face…
Hoping all my Twitter and Facebook Friends, as well as those not so socially inclined have a wonderful 2012!
Missing Mom. http://t.co/Yapp1…
Missing Mom. http://t.co/Yapp1WbQ
Happy Birthday Mom and Dad!
Today was my mother and father’s birthday. They were both born on the 29th of December, although 9 years apart. Mom just missed her 88th birthday. Here is another poem from her book, Please Delay Departure by Betty Ann Fisher.
The Joke’s on Me
Each new day arising
is a thrill beyond compare.
I woke up this morning
and found I’m losing hair.
Wrinkles are appearing
where dimples use to be,
and I found that squinting
makes it easier to see.
Bloom on cheek is fading,
and my gait is getting slow.
A little hard of hearing,
just slightly deaf, you know.
Could be I’ve started aging,
but I feel young inside,
still I could wake some morning,
and find that I have died!
Same sex couples pay more taxe…
Same sex couples pay more taxes http://t.co/G2kGHg8V
Dismay in December by Betty Ann Fisher
Dismay in December
by Betty Ann Fisher
All the rubble ’round me lies
All shot to Heck before my eyes.
The trigger’s bent on that big gun
He thinks I’ll buy another one
The poor stuffed dog has lost his nose
And someone stepped on the turtle’s toes.
He broke the pedal of the trike
The one I was so sure he’d like
The new rug’s all marked up with glue
Those Sparkle paints were something new
The power saw and bench were nice
But they’re all fouled up from slicing ice.
The chemistry set was just delightful
But the smell , my dear, was simply frightful
The test tubes are all broken now
There’s not much left from the awful row
Over who was going to eat the cake
That the small guy made with the Easy-Bake.
Santa’s gone for another year
I’ve had my fill of joy and cheer
In case he plans on coming back
He can take the things in his big pack
To someone else’s sons and nieces
Or else stay around to mend the pieces.
From the book, Please Delay Departure
Just got home from the Gym! I …
Just got home from the Gym! I haven’t been in a year!