Good Morning!
On this day in 1778 U.S. General George Washington’s troops finally left Valley Forge after a winter of training.
In 1846 the New York Knickerbocker Club played the New York Club in the first baseball game at the Elysian Field, Hoboken, NJ. It was the first organized baseball game.
In 1862 U.S. President Abraham Lincoln outlined his Emancipation Proclamation, which outlawed slavery in U.S. territories.
In 1910 the first Father’s Day was celebrated in Spokane, Washington.
In 1912 the U.S. government established the 8-hour work day.
In 1934 the U.S. Congress established the Federal Communications Commission (FCC).
In 1958, in Washington, DC, nine entertainers refused to answer a congressional committee’s questions on communism.
And in 1961 the U.S. Supreme Court struck down a provision in Maryland’s constitution that required state officeholders to profess a belief in God.
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Quote of the Day
“A good character is the best tombstone. Those who loved you and were helped by you will remember you when forget-me-nots have withered. Carve your name on hearts, not on marble.”
Charles Spurgeon
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This morning we return to my childhood and something my brothers and I loved. So did Dad. 🙂
It’s Moe Howard’s birthday so000….. Someone’s getting slapped.
It’s also the birthday of Ann Wilson of Heart. So we’re talkin’ big hair here people. 🙂
And it’s Larry Dunn’s, of Earth, Wind, and Fire.
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Who has a QoD for us today?
Wandering Views 
Yesterday’s quotes got me to thinking about some humorous twisted versions. A few that come to mind are:
You can lead a horse to water but a pencil must be lead.
Two wrongs don’t make a right but two Wrights made an airplane.
As Mason said to Dixon, “We have to draw the line somewhere.”
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oh, Linda, with this to start off the day I can’t imagine where the comments will go
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Good morning everyone! Rise and Shine.
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Kim, is he kin to you?
I think we’re going down to Spartanburg today.
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We had problems with Chuck when he was a kid. He wanted to act like the three stooges. Slapping and punching people brought repercussions; not at all like on TV..
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Kim, it is rather late here to be rising and shining. 10:30 pm
but… school is out so I won’t be getting up at 6 🙂
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I thought you use some cuteness in your life. That is the Puppy Dog Boy he is the Moo Man, Moosey, and Amos, but his full name is King Amos Isaac so that my father in law and my dad can console themselves that I didn’t have them a grandson, but I did name the dang dog after them!
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Good morning all! Back to work today after 2 weeks of an awesome holiday.
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Loved Earth, Wind & Fire. 🙂
I had to get Tess to the vet yesterday for some shots & titers. A veterinarian’s waiting room can be an interesting place, especially since we had to wait more than hour (I was early and they were running behind).
My personal favorite was the 70ish year-old woman (but with still a trim figure) who came in dressed all in pink — pink jeans, pink flipflops, a pink “scrunchy” holding her blonde hair up in a knot on top of her head, pink watch, pink nail polish, even pink eyeglass frames.
She was pushing a pink baby stroller and inside was “LuLu,” a tiny white Maltese wearing a pink harness. 🙂
“Nice ride,” I said. The woman sat down next to me and, nodding toward her dog who was peeking out from the stroller explained, “She’s spoiled.”
No, ya think? 😀
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I detested the Three Stooges. All that hitting and hurting. Nyah, nyah. Awful.
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On life with youngsters living in the house, or in this case, riding in the car.
“Grammy, are you sure this is the way home?”
“I am.”
“Maybe this is a shortcut?” the three year-old adorable granddaughter suggested. “It will just take five minutes.”
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“Look! Grammy! I can roll down the window!” (Same child, back seat of my CRV. They can’t roll down windows in the family van, of course).
“Great.”
“You shouldn’t do that.” Big brother said, “we’re about to go on the freeway.”
Up and down, up and down. I turned off the air conditioner. Brother watched a minute (so typical of a first born), then said, “Is it this blue button?”
“Yes!” Up and down a few more times.
He tentatively rolled down his window. “There’s a truck coming! Watch out for the wind!”
Truck roars by.
He laughed.
And so did I.
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My sisters and Mom were not big fans either Michelle.
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Despised the three stooges behavior. And any other slap stick. Husband finds it hilarious.
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I don’t like slapstick either. I think it’s a male thing. My husbadn prefers the Marx Brothers, but the one of those I’ve seen so far didn’t do anything for me either. Since we started with a favorite episode, I don’t have particularly high hopes I’ll ever be a fan. But I mostly like his own humor, so oh well. (Example, this morning I said something about hoping the orioles come in for breakfast–we just discovered we have another oriole nest, so we put up a feeder–and my husband said that the local hawks would probably like Oriole cookies for breakfast. Groan.)
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Michelle, you make me laugh.
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Today, I am having the children switch rooms. Predominately, the boys are sleeping in out buildings of their choice but they keep a room as a dumping ground for some of their stuff. The girls are in two eight by ten rooms which they share, two to a room. The fifth girl is in a makeshift room. They have all learned how to consolidate their stuff. Now it is the boy’s turn to learn that. It is fun and an adventure.
But, husband is busy. He drove four to Kamiah this morning for line dancing and to get the eleven year old’s waist length hair cut to above her shoulders. Then off to Lewiston with two for a bit of shopping and an ortho appointment. Then off to Nezperce for steer weigh in. Or is it pig weigh in? I don’t know. I just keep things moving here.
Two of the boys were off working for a neighbor this morning so the girls moved some of their stuff. Now the girls are gone so the boys are moving their stuff. It all works.
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I enjoy reading reports from The Nest. 🙂
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They are some busy people
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keep those kids busy, Mumsee.
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Me too, 6 arrows.
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Glad you had a great holiday, Kare. How was the back to work today?
I love living out in the country. Even when we’re not outside, there are often neat things we see out a window. Today we had a first.
I was down in the basement with 5th and 6th Arrows when 1st Arrow came downstairs, rather in a hurry, and in a semi-hushed voice, said with some urgency, “Come look out the kitchen window!”
We ran upstairs, and 1st Arrow and I picked up the littlest two so they could see out the window, as 3rd and 4th Arrows joined us.
Sitting quite still and alone in the grass at the edge of the lawn that is tucked up against the hill behind our house was a tiny, speckled fawn. 🙂 It couldn’t have been much more than a couple weeks old at most, I don’t think.
We stood at the window, watching it for several minutes. It was only about ten feet from the window, so we had a very good view. Occasionally it would turn its head and look around, but at one point, it had been so still for a while that it appeared it would fall asleep.
Third Arrow grabbed her camera and got some pretty good shots.
Unfortunately, our viewing session was cut short when the air conditioner (the unit is in the back of the house very near where the fawn was situated) turned on, startling the poor fawn, which jumped up and ran up the hill a little ways. It lingered at the edge of the woods, looking unsure of itself, before venturing in among the trees and ferns so that we couldn’t see it anymore.
Cursed air conditioner! I wish I had thought to turn it up so that it wouldn’t kick in, but it wasn’t on my radar at all, since it wasn’t a particularly hot day, and hadn’t run at all before that time today. 😦
Such is life, I guess, but we did get to observe the fawn for about 10 minutes or so, and it may have been there in solitude for a good deal longer than that, up to a few hours, even (although I don’t know how long the doe would have left her fawn).
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I should add that the “first” was not seeing a deer, or a fawn, but seeing a fawn lying by itself in our yard. 😉
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Fawns are so sweet. Hubby had to return one that some people had “rescued” once, back to where they had found it. He held it on his lap while he drove to the spot, placed the fawn back in the grass and then backed away and waited – the mom returned to her baby even after that long time.
The interesting thing though was that the dogs didn’t pay any special attention to him when he got home that day. Normally when he’d been handling animals the dogs noses would be glued to his pants and hands smelling all the wonderful strange animals smells. The fawn didn’t have a smell that they noticed. Totally amazing to me!
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My understanding is the fawns don’t have a smell so they don’t attract predators. That is why the mom stays away so long, so she does not attract predators to her baby. We have one just outside our deer fence and we watched the mom chase away a coyote.
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Yes, I believe that’s why they don’t smell, but it still amazes me that they don’t! How can an animal not smell?! Mother animals are very protective.
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Sixth Arrow told me she wants a fawn for a pet now. If she knew that your husband got to hold one on his lap, Kare, she’d go “Awww!” and really want one then. 🙂
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The moms can hurt you.
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Most definitely. Trust me, there aren’t going to be any pet deer around here. 😉
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BTW, Mumsee, isn’t it past your bedtime? But then, I guess I shouldn’t talk, because it’s past mine, too. Only, I already went to bed and fell asleep, but then woke up.
Now what…?
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