Well, like I said, I'm new to this world of on-line posting. While I tried to go for the cute-humor, I failed at my attempt...miserably as my wife pointed out. She said the play on words for "logging" was too cerebral...when in actuality, the posting was locked as a potential [canned process meat product packaged in gellateanous matter] blog. Word to the wise...keep the repetitive words and phrases to a minimum and avoid a block on your posting.
So what's a Country Boy to do??? Saddle back up and give it another go. This whole new techie world we live in may take some getting used to. I've grown up a bit behind the times, my first experience with cable tv being in 1990 with my first apartment and roommate. By that time, MTV had stopped playing videos all the time and developed into producing "The Real World" and other shows which were fictitious anywhere outside of Beverly Hills.
A few nights ago I thought about what my wife wrote in one of her postings about kids today and their speed and agility at text messaging. I was in the middle of my Community Band rehearsal and the alto sax player next to me dug her phone out and started texting in the middle of her eight measure rest...and had ample time to not miss a beat when she came back in. I on the other hand was so amazed that she could text with two thumbs that I missed my intro and had to catch back up a few measures later. I think they can do it so quickly because they set their phone up to WORD rather than Abc. Either way, I can't dial the phone number with two thumbs, let alone spell supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. I get thumb-tied.
Well, here's to what I hope to be a successful post. Happy reading.
Kids Say (and Do) the Darnedest Things
Sometimes it's tough to keep from laughing...
While cooking dinner one night, my 5 1/2 year-old daughter told me she wanted a drink of Apple Juice. I thought to myself, "Apple Juice?!?!?!? I think we're out of juice." I turned to see her take a nice, long, healthy swallow from the Olive Oil container that was sitting on the counter. I must commend her for not backwashing into the jug, but the poor little lady swallowed it all. This helped her learn that patience is a virtue, and curbed her desire to drink from the container, too.
While cooking dinner one night, my 5 1/2 year-old daughter told me she wanted a drink of Apple Juice. I thought to myself, "Apple Juice?!?!?!? I think we're out of juice." I turned to see her take a nice, long, healthy swallow from the Olive Oil container that was sitting on the counter. I must commend her for not backwashing into the jug, but the poor little lady swallowed it all. This helped her learn that patience is a virtue, and curbed her desire to drink from the container, too.
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