My apologies for not posting today and for not commenting on and putting up all the comments that are stacking up on me. We had a function to attend tonight that I thought would never end; we’re leaving at 5 AM tomorrow to spend the holidays with the kids and grandkids in Dallas; it’s 10:45 PM and we haven’t even started packing. The whole day has been a disaster. The video below pretty much summarizes it for me. I’ll get caught up tomorrow in Dallas or maybe during our layover in Phoenix.


  1. Well, hopefully you have a safe and blessed holiday and stay away from anything that says “product of Monsanto.”
    Hi Robert–
    Thanks for the good wishes.  I’ll definitely avoid any “products from Monsanto.”  I probably will indulge in some of my mother’s fudge and fruitcake that she always sends.  It’s delicious.

  2. Okay, it seems these are desperate times, so it is time for desperate measures: a joke.
    An elderly man and his young wife are in the doctor’s office. “Well Mr. Gotbucks, for a man of your age you seem to be doing very well. Now, have you been taking your statins every day?” “No Sir. My wife won’t let me.” The wife smiles serenely. “Well,” says doc, ” have you been following that lowfat diet I gave you.” “No,” comes the reply, “she won’t let me.” The wife winks at the doctor, who considers for a moment.
    “Mr. Gotbucks, I’d like to talk with your wife for a few moments, will you wait outside please?”
    “Mrs. G, you understand that this medication and this diet are essential for your husband’s health, don’t you? Not taking these drugs and eating saturated fats could kill him.” “Oh yes, Doctor, I understand” she says with a big smile. “But I want him to die.” “WHAT?! Mrs. G, why would you want to kill your husband?” “For the same reason you do, Doctor; for the insurance money.”
    Ouch!  Unfortunately, Mrs. Gotbucks is on the wrong track.  If she really wants to collect the insurance, she should be encouraging him to take his statins and avoid saturated fats.  By following her current advice, Mr. Gotbucks will probably live forever. 

  3. Yes, he probably will. So much the better.
    I am busy shortening the lives of those nearest and dearest to me with all my traditional Christmas goodies. I tell myself that if I use enough butter the sugar won’t be so bad. It’s like believing in Santa Claus.
    Merry Christmas
    Hi Marilyn–
    Don’t feel bad; I’m face down in the Christmas goodies myself.  It’s the one time of year that I seem to have no restraint.  I’ll be glad when it’s over and I can get back to the butter without the sugar.
    Merry Christmas to you.

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