can't live with 'em....can't live without 'em.....

The Fair Weather Friend: These are the folks that only contact you if they want something, such as to borrow money, enlist your babysitting skills, know that you own a truck etc. They will make plans with you and cancel at the last minute or never show up at all (usually because they got a “better offer.”)

The High Maintenance Friend: Can tend to be on the “clingy” side at times. They are thrown into a frenzy of worry if you don’t answer their phone call or email, instantly assuming something is “wrong” or that you’re dead.

The Green Eyed Monster Friend: Cannot understand why you’d ever need another friend since you have them! Tries to undermine any friendships/relationships you may have and keep you all to themselves.

The Lifer: These are the folks that stand by you through thick and thin. They’ll bail you out, hold your hair while you puke, cry when you cry, laugh when you laugh, help you plot against your ex, willing to take your first born if you croak, etc. They’ll tell you that you dress funny and if you have something in your teeth. No matter how many miles may separate you, the distance between hearts is not far.

I’ve experienced friends in each category. Fortunately, I am blessed with many “Lifer’s” and cherish them deeply.

tofurkey or not tofurkey...that is the question

It's that time of the year again. Tomorrow, mother's, grandmothers, wives (and a few good men) will rise at the butt crack of dawn to put the bird in the oven. Throughout the day, the smells of turkey, pies, veggies and the like will waft through the house tempting taste buds and activating salavary glands. Hours of preparation lead to maybe 20 minutes of grubbing and "overstuffery."

We had our Thanksgiving work luncheon yesterday. One vegetarian was going to bring in tofurkey. I'll try just about anything once. I looked, but never spied it. Give me the real thing please.

Everyone's Thanksgiving experience is a little different. Some spend the holiday with family; some with friends. Some cook a ginormous meal while other's hit Cracker Barrel. At some point in our lives, however, we've all experienced "the kids' table." Last night, a friend of mine was at the house and I asked him what he was doing for Thanksgiving. He said "Going to Maw maw's" then related this story. "Maw maw has this huge, round table that many people can sit around. Me? I'm still stuck at the kids' table! Nobody will die so I can move up!! 35 years old and at the kids' table!" I howled.

Regardless of your experience this year, whether it be a day filled with cooking, a meal at the Cracker Barrel, or a seat at the kids' table, have a wonderful Thanksgiving and reflect upon your blessings.

Peace and love

to the victor go the spoils....

Interaction between man and dog is always interesting to watch. Dog will do anything to please man and man, at times, tries to get one over on dog.

Case in point….

My favorite teacher of all time shared this story last night. His girlfriend lives out in the country and has beagles. One Snoop in particular loves to race cars down the dirt road to the last fence post on the property. Once he beats the car, he pees on the post as a victory. “I WIN! I WIN!”

So….

Being the warped individual that he is, one day said teacher caught Snoop off guard, ripped out of the driveway and down the dirt road well ahead of the tail wagger. He jumped out of his truck, ran to the last fence post and….well…you know the rest. In the meantime, here comes Snoop in a dead run. Nearing his destination, he sees the two legger doing…well…you know. Not believing his eyes, he screeches to a dead stop, gives the two legger a look, then rolls over on his back in defeat while his counterpart did the victory dance to the tune of “I win! I win!”

I must say, I found this very funny. The visual was priceless!