Ladies Of The Mountain

A photo of the Ladies Of The Mountain - our christmas party. It was great fun, I have not laughed that hard in a long, long time.

Lots of food, merriment, and chatter. A good time was had by all.

Merry Christmas from the ladies of the mountain.

Van Morrison

Wild Night, is calling.

Lesley Gore

Lesley Gore
Then and Now


She's A Fool
Run Bobby Run
You Don't Own Me

Lesley belted them out.

Crazy - Gnarls Barkley

Smucksville - I am sitting here listening to Gnarls Barkley - Crazy - decided I would check the boys out

***** Five Star

Storm Windows

One of my favorite John Prine songs. I have many. This is true to me.

Storm Windows - John Prine

I can hear the wheels of the automobiles
So far away
Just moving along through the drifting snow
It's times like these
When the temperatures freeze
I sit alone
Looking at the world through a storm window
And down on the beach
The sandman sleeps
Time don't fly
It bounds and leaps
And a country band
That plays for keeps
They play it so slow

Chorus -
Don't let your baby down
X3

Well the spirits were high
'Til the well went dry
For so long
The raven at my window
Was only a crow
I bought the rights
To the inside fights
And watched a man
Just beating his hand
Against a storm window
While miles away
O'er hills and streams
A candle burns

A witch's dreams
And silence is golden
'Til is screams
Right through your bones

Chorus
Storm windows
Gee but I'm getting old
Storm Windows
Keep away the cold

How this song touched my mind/heart - well, I grew up with plastic storm windows.

Now I am sitting mountain side and I am thrilled when an automobile passes by.

To Those Born Today

Folks having a birthday today include Gregg Allman, Jim Morrison, David Carradine, Teri Hatcher and me!

I am going to have the noisemaker go down to the general store and pick me up a box of beer so I can have a cheer or two when I play some John Prine. I have Clay Pigeons in my head this morning.

I am remembering John Lennon today - 29 years ago years ago he was shot dead. I can still recall exactly what I was doing when I received the news of his death. I was bowling with the Bandits.

I'll be continuing my cheer tomorrow evening; when I get together with the ladies of the mountain to celebrate our christmas cheer.

Holy Hunksville

Bruce Springsteen flanked by Robert DeNiro and President Barack Obama
~Kennedy Center Honorees.

"I'm the President, but he's still the Boss" - President Barack Obama

Photo Credit -
Mandel Ngan
AFP/Getty Images

Geez, I hope I have done the photo credit correctly - but it was such a good photo, I could not resist. Bruce, he looks so proud.

To Note: Bruce was also nominated for four grammys - one for Best Pop Collaboration - Sea Of A Heartbreak with Roseanne Cash.

Red Velvet - Duncan Hines

I am still in the glory of winning a slight bit of the lotto - geez, I am thrilled.

Our ladies auxiliary is having the annual christmas party this coming Wednesday - oh it is great fun! We eat, drink, and be merry. The wine is free and let me tell ya, them ladies can drink it like it is bubbling up from a fountain. I am not a wine drinker; so I take a few cans of beer - being the lil bit of a lumberjack I am.

There is lots of food, we sing carols and have a gift exchange -we play a few games and everyone wins a prize. Everyone brings a donation of canned goods to which is loaded up and distributed to families in need in our local area.

This year for the party, I am going to bring Red Velvet Cupcakes (thanks for the mixes, SE) with a butter cream icing and sprinkles will abound! I love that butter cream, it is like whipped cream (industrial strength), you can just eat it straight from the bowl, you really do not need a cupcake :) The cupcake is just a nice addition.

HO HO HO and Holy Smucksville!

Holy Smucksville is right. Every Saturday night our lotto is drawn - well, low and be jesus hold - we won $1,000.00 last night. I could not believe it when I went to check the numbers this morning. I was in such disbelief, I checked four different sites to be sure we won.

Too funny, yesterday I said to noisemaker - he must start to be a bit more positive on the aspect of living. For instance, I said - like tonight we will win lotto. I raised my hands up like some preacher man giving a sermon and yelled out we will win lotto.

Oh good grief, I could barely contained myself this morning; but I did. When noisemaker finally woke up, I calmly went next to him and said, remember yesterday I was telling you about being positive and that we will win the lotto - holy smucksville - we did noisemaker, we did. $1,000.00

Noisemaker, honestly I thought he was going to have the big one; he could not believe it. I let him get a cup of coffee while I went on line to, once again, verify the numbers. He came to look and gave a great big holy smucksville smile!

Happy Days!

Letter From Santa

Dear (child's name)

Thank you very much (child's name) for your letter. Mrs. Claus gets very excited each day she goes to pick up the mail.

We note, once again, you have been a very good (boy or girl) and Mommy and Daddy are thankful you have done all your chores.

The elves have been so busy this year; we have a new department - the computer department. That covers all computer games, ipods, cellphones, email, e-everything!

I hear Mrs. Claus calling me for supper - she has made my favorites (here put in anything your children/grandchildren do not eat) Meatloaf and Green Bean Casserole.

Make certain to leave treats for my Reindeer - Dancer is always trying to outdo Prancer - Rudolph is always trying to keep them in a straight line, as in Santa!

HO! HO! HO! ~ Merry Christmas (childs' name)

Love Santa and Mrs. Claus

Busy, Busy Busy

Smucksville, I think I have now become the resident snow shovelerette! I have shovelled the white stuff far too much. Today noisemaker went out to 'tidy up' as he says.

I have been busy with a new project - sewing! I have not sewn anything for over twenty years, maybe thirty. However, everything old regains strength and bursts through like a super nova!

When my Dad died, I had recently purchased him two new shirts. He liked the short sleeved, plaid ones. When all was settled my brother sent me one of the shirts; the other shirt - my Dad was laid to burn in. I did not know what to do with the shirt; it came to me - I shall sew up something. I am making coasters. The top half of the coaster is the material from the shirt, the bottom half is denim from a pair of my levis. It is a family affair. I shall give a set for my brother, he'll be touched - his family will be touched.

In the midst of this, I am a Santa Claus writer. I write letters to the grandkids from Santa. Their Mom's give me a list of what their wishes are, I - in turn, write each child a letter from Santa. The damn printer broke so Santa has now reached the computer age and is doing email! I email the Mom's - they print it - cut it (so you do not see the address), slip it in an envelope and viola - once again - as if by *magic or remote control* - Santa and Mrs. Claus ring true.

*Sins of Memphisto - John Prine*