Did Anyone say Hungry?

Here is a cat who won't be satisfied with food from any of
the Restaurants, no he prefers the Computer mouse!
I spotted this in Strasbourg's city centre.
Has anyone out there in Bloggerland ever seen a Hardware add
as cute as this??

Go on! Have another look, I know you want to.

Click onto the picture to see the colour of those feline peepers,

not to mention those chubby cheeks!!

I'm Still Hungry, how about you?

This is the Restaurant AU PETIT BOIS VERT, and no-one fancied sitting

along the wall of the Restaurant, instead the guests prefered sitting on the

opposite side, facing the river Ill. Note the ramp just below the large tree.

Here is the ramp again, and this is the view everyone enjoyed whilst

sitting under that large tree, yet another Restaurant!

I was quite taken by this huge old Maple tree, it is enormous!

Some of the branches are held together by a strong steel rope,

unfortunately not visible on the picture.

Old Restaurants in Petit France Strasbourg

This little place is prettier than the picture.
With white washed walls and many flower boxes filled with
blooming red Geraniums. Maison de Tanneurs - 1572
Only five steps away is another very old but ever so cozy Restaurant
just waiting to serve hungry tourists with mouth watering meals.
Choucroute - foie Gras 1572 This was the most impressive Restaurant of them all -you have to see
it to believe it, three floors of nothing other than food food and more
food served here!
Do click onto the pic for a better view.

And who was getting ready here to perform and entertain people

from all over the world??
None other than good ol' Charlie Chaplin!

I'm Back Again.

We've spent a whole week in the beautiful city
of Strasbourg (F)
I felt sad to pack up and go home again after spending time in
a city where people are so friendly and helpful in every way.
What I really enjoyed was the food - not only was it pre-
pared in a different sort of way, but most of all - I didn't
have to prepare it!!
It was nice to be served for a change *snigger snigger*

The weather was kind enough to allow us to stroll through
the streets and narrow alley ways paved with cobble stones
and absorb the beauty of the new and old town.

I will be posting some pictures soon, but until then we
will enjoy the rest of our remaining free days until Mr.CC
goes back to work again.

The Mystery is Solved

This strange looking contraption left me NO PEACE OF MIND!

It was a case of curiosity almost killed this cat, so we went

back to where I last saw and took the photo. We found a

gardener and he gave a detailed explanation to the

two NOSEY PARKERS!

To protect the WILD BEES against the winter cold, farmers

and gardeners will cut suitable chunks of tree trunks, drill lots

of holes into the pieces of wood. Many small pieces of

bamboo shoots are also cut and firmly placed together (the

housy shaped frame will hold it all neatly together)

This now allows the WILD BEES to settle snugly during

the cold winter months.

Soon the bees will make themselves comfortable for the

freezing months ahead, so on that buzzing note I want to

thank all of you who shared in the guessing game with me,

BUT, I won't be in the dark about the strange looking housy's

whenever I come across them, ever again!

To see a better picture: http://www.wildbienen.de/

Help! What is This?

Here is a picture of something I took at the Rehabilitation Centre
today, but for the life of me I don't know exactly what
it is.
At first I thought it looked like a bee-hive (but bee-hives
don't look like that??)
I searched for at least one buzy bee - but non in sight!
Is there anyone who can help solve the mystery?
I would appreciate any ideas on this, because the
curiosity is getting the better of me.
Click on the picture for a larger version - PLEASE!

Discovery of the Day

We had a rather busy morning spending time in IKEA (no I didn't

leave money with the Swedish chain store - I only went there to

collect my yearly Birthday present which is due rather soon) Once

again the present is another shopping bag from Ikea, but this

time it,s a lovely one.

I remember collecting my present last year - also a bag, but what

a disappointment, the bag had an extremely strong plastic odour

to it.

I left it on the back seat of the car, and in no time I had a drumming

headache from it.

Not thinking any further, we carted the bag into the flat, and in no

time I had the feeling EVERYTHING was reeking of

plastic - and so the birthday prezzie ended up in the garbage bin.

The first thing I did today after the Ikea assistent placed the bag into

my hands was to take a sniff - well, I wish you could have seen her face.

The year before last, I received an ice cream cake - what a treat that

was, but since that last cake treat, it,s only been plastic shopping bags.

After our Ikea trip, we drove all the way to Germany to do

some good wholesome food shopping.

After loading the goodies into the boot of the car, we stopped at

a Chinese Restaurant to make a booking for next week - safe is safe -

because people are saying the food is good in that particular Restaurant,

and we don't want to pitch without a booking only to go home hungry!

When we got home, we loaded Fuji into the car with the intention

of finding a green patch for her to have a good run -because she had

to stay home while we went shopping for foodies. (that's one of the

words she loves to hear in her doggy language!)

That's when we discovered the Rehabilitation Centre for Paraplegics

not far from where we live, and only 10 minutes away from the French

border, I still can't believe it! - it's been there all the time and we've

never seen it before!!

These two horses are a much smaller breed, but ever so cute.

I wonder which one is Evita and which is Puschka!

The sign says "Please don't feed them"

Corporal Punishment or Stricker Measures?

In Calcutta - India, a young teenage boy was tied to a
tree for 9years long by his parents - because - he was an imposs-
ible child and quite a "handful"
As a 4year old he took out his frustration on animals such
as dogs and goats, by biting them.
At 6years of age his father decided it was time to tie
him to a nearby tree because, as the local news paper
says, he started attacking his own family by dishing out
bite wounds!
As a 15year old teenager he was finally freed from his chains
and is now recovering or recuperating in a Nerve Clinic
after his ordeal!
I fully realize the fact that India is a 3rd World Country, but
was that the only option for those parents?

As a kid I never came short of my almost daily corporal

punishment at home as well as at school - no kidding here!

At school we had to hold out our outstretched hands before the

teacher, and bravely receive our "punishment" by being

lashed and thrashed over the knuckles of the top of our hands.

I clearly remember one of our male teachers who insisted we (girls)

bend slightly forward to receive the blows from his cane, in

exactly the same way as the boys got theirs.

This was a lawful and legitimate affair in schools,

but WOW, schools won't get away with that sort of treatment

in this day and age!

Overworked or just Living in 2006

YOU KNOW YOU ARE LIVING IN 2006, WHEN
1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.

2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.

4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.

5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends & family is that
they don't have email addresses.

6. You go home after a long day at work, you still answer the phone in a
business manner.

7. You make phone calls from home, you accidentally dial "9" to get an
outside line.

8. You've sat at the same desk for four years and worked for three
different companies.

10. You learn about your redundancy on the 10 o'clock news.

11. Your VCR is now the 8 track of 21st century and you are thinking you
need a TV no thicker than an encyclopedia. Your kids will never know
what an encyclopedia is. What are you going to do with your
Entertainment Center Armoire?

12. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if
anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.

13. Every commercial on television has a web site at the bottom of the
screen.

14. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the
first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and
you turn around to go and get it.

15. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee.

16. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. :)

17. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.

18. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forward this
message.

19 You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.

20. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9 on
this list.

AND NOW U R LAUGHING at yourself. Go on, forward this to your
friends...you know you want to!

Yesterday is history

Thought of the Day

There are hundreds of languages in the world
but a smile speaks them all.

To Be Or Not To Be?

I remember my schooldays as clearly as it was yesterday, and
the wearing of a school uniform was and is compulsory to this
day.
During the Winter months we wore a warmer outfit, and a cooler
uniform for the long Summer season.
Each school presented their colours with pride and joy, and
It was drilled and drummed into our heads to be at our very
best behaviour when wearing our uniform outside
the school grounds, because the public could see from our
school colours to which school we belong, and if we misbehaved
on the street, it would reflect against our school, and we
could get reported as hooligans on the road!
The length of our school dress had to be spot on perfect,
not too long or too short.
Naturally we shared the school benches with a couple of
gals who tried their luck by wearing their dresses so
itsy bitsy mini short, it made the boys from next door
goggle their eyes out.
Make-up was an absolute NO NO! Not even the teensy
bit of transparent nail polish was allowed.
As for wearing jewellery of any shape, size or kind - well,
you stood the chance of being expelled!
Rules and regulations was and is the order of every day!
But rules were made to be broken by lots of naughty dare
devils (snigger)

Today when I see a young pen pusher sporting the very
latest, expensive and trendy gear, I can almost see the faces of
some of my teachers way back then - THEY WOULD HAVE FREAKED!!

It must be extremely difficult for kids with parents who can't afford
all that trendy stuff.
They must surely be treated as outcasts from the rest and will
definately not belong to the "in crowd!"
I have always believed and experienced that along with the
good old school uniform, a good measure of discipline was handed out!

The Swiss Democratic Party would like to introduce a
school uniform in to schools here in Switzerland, but the
school kids won't hear of it, they're practically
going on strike about the whole issue!

Let's be naughty on Wednesday

Let's rustle up this lovely midweek day with a naughty cheeky joke!
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A young and beautiful woman gets into the elevator, smelling like expensive perfume.

She turns to an old woman in the corner and says arrogantly, "Giorgio Beverly Hills, £100 an ounce!"

Another young and beautiful woman gets on the elevator and also smells of very expensive perfume. She arrogantly turns to the old woman and says, "Chanel No. 5, £150 an ounce!"

About three floors later, the old woman has reached her destination and is about to get off the elevator. Before she leaves, looks both beautiful women in the eye, turns and squeezes out a fart......"Broccoli - 49 pence a pound!"

Another Nose Dive

It's happened again, another person commited suicide by
drowning in the Rhine river.
People climb to the top of the bridge and jump into
the fast flowing and murky water - what on earth induces
people to take such a dramatic step?
Life isn,t always a bowl of cherries and some people have
more problems that others, but is it really necessary to end your
life in such a way?
There's an answer to every question, and there's help for
everyone.



The Rhine river
with Germany in the
background.

The Rhine from the

Swiss side.

Some years ago we went for a picnic -with some friends along

the banks of the Rhine river, and during the course of the

day my friend suggested we take "a dip" in the river!

Being the plum I am, I was willing to share the fun in the water.

The "dip" turned into a swim, and the swim almost ended in

disaster.

Now let me tell you the Rhine river is no swimming pool, the

water flows strongly and you have to be a pretty good

swimmer to keep up with the flow.

I could feel myself being dragged further away from the

picnic spot, and I was swimming for my life as there was

no fighting back against the water demon which had me in a tight grip.

I was in a terrible panic and I knew if I lose control, I,ll

go down like a stone!

I shouted to my friend that we must find a way to get to

the river's edge, because I was getting very tired

and I was scared stiff!

She came to my aid and told me to flip over onto my back.

Somehow I regained some of my lost strength and could

catch my breath.

When we finally reached the side of the river - many miles away

from our picnic spot - I was ever so grateful to be alive!

It was the most frightening experience of my life, and I cannot

imagine standing on the edge of the bridge and willingly take

that fateful jump.

Since that day, I,ve NEVER taken another "dip" in

the good ol' Rhine.

I,m at it again

Song? Your themesong is Born to be wild by Steppenwolf

Your Theme Song is Born to Be Wild by Steppenwolf

"I like smoke and lightningHeavy metal thunderRacin' with the windAnd the feelin' that I'm under" A total independent spirit, you can't be held down or fenced in.You crave the feeling of wind on your face... and totally freedom.

What's" Your Theme

Here's another unusual quizz, said I wasn't

gonna do it again - but I just did!

Well this one's pretty accurate!

Revived after the Rain

Avoiding the scorching sun and keeping to the cool of the trees
was far wiser and more enjoyable - for man and beast.
This is where Pooch and spent most of our "walkies" time, to
take the dog for daily walkies was almost impossible, the
dog's tongue was hanging on the ground, and so was mine.
Even the Ferns in "our" garden looks better after the recent
rain fall. A shy and lonely Morning Glory popping up to say
hallo after the long awaited rain.

Cream Cheese Focaccia

Fresh from the oven.






Unbaked.

CREAM CHEESE FOCACCIA

After just one mouthful of this, and you're in Italy.

Here I,ve used my favorite dough, and I,ve added a little bacon to the

recipe, but believe me it makes no difference - it only gets better!

Dough.

200gr. flour

125gr. margarine

3ml baking powder

1 egg

salt and a handful grated cheese

Filling.

2 garlick cloves

1 small onion

50gr. chopped bacon

200gr creme fraiche (creamy sour cream)

200gr grated cheese

salt, pepper and mixed herbs.

Mix the flour salt and margarine with the fingers

until it resembles crumbs, add the egg and the handful

grated cheese.

Work to a smooth dough and let it rest in fridge for 30min.

Roll out the dough and roll up the edges, set aside.

To prepare the filling, blend together the chopped garlic

onion and bacon, add the salt pepper and mixed spices, then

add the creme fraiche and grated cheese.

Spread the mixture over the dough - neatly between

the rolled dough.

Now brush the rolled part of the dough with a little

olive oil.

Bake in a preheated oven 180°C for 35minutes.

Ciao!!

Homes gardens and neighbours

When I was a child I lived with Mom and Dad
in a flat (Apartment)
My Dad wanted a house, but Mom always said
she didn't want to be murdered in her sleep!
Dad couldn't convince her of the opposite, so

we were forced to remain in the flat.

So, you can imagine how happy and lucky I felt

when we bought our first house a few years

after I married my husband.

When we finally moved in, I was as excited and in-

quisitive as a child with a long yearned for toy!

I had to inspect every nook and cranny.

That is also where and when I discovered my love for

gardening.

Every single day I explored and discovered new fascina-

ting secrets of the garden - was this how Dr. Livingstone felt?

Although I didn't have a clue about the beginning or the

end of gardening, I went with the flow, and loved every

minute of it.

I used to do back breaking jobs out there - didn't

know I *had it in me*, and when I felt the need or urge

to dig out the large Daisy bush, which didn't look very

healthy at the time - I didn't mind standing knee deep

in muck and soil!

I am mentioning the Daisy bush now because that

was the largest task I,ve ever attempted in the garden, it

was the largest and deepest growing bush I,ve seen in ages.

I am continually washing my hands free from the

hour to hour grime and dirt - especially if you have a

playful dog, so, the constant washing of hands is not a

phobia in my case - honostly, I just like 'em clean (snigger)

But, being out in the garden and getting my hands feet and

knees full of dirt - never bothered me, on the contrary, I

was in 7th Heaven!

Living in a house gives one the feeling of freedom (to a certain

extend of course)

You don't have to worry too much about the kids creating

havoc in or outside the house - as far as noise is concerned

The crazy mixture of sounds blasting from your teenagers

room, just another Heavy Metal Rock Band shaking the foundation

of your cozy home, is also not an issue, unless you tell 'em to

turn down the volume, your on-coming Migraine doesn't

appreciate that kind of music!

BUT.

Living in an Apartment - now that's a different *kettle of fish*

We're always considering our neighbours,

our music can't be too loud - people can't sleep!

We can't take a bath after 10pm, they hear every splash!

Parties are a No-No! (unless you invite them of course)

Some people complain if you flush your toilet too

often at night, it's a disturbance because the walls are made of

cardboard.

I,m sure all flat dwellers can tell a story . But I

have often wondered about the goings on in the bathroom

which is directly next to ours.

We have a young neighbour who rips the toilet paper off

the roll so often and continuously, that I fear for the safety of

our adjoining wall.

While she was letting loose and taking out her frustration on

the poor toilet roll, I stood planted to the bathroom floor

and counted - no less than 17 ripping and tearing was inflicted

on the toilet roll in her bathroom.

We could be sitting in the living room or anywhere in the

flat, and the aggresive sound comes beaming through

to our side.

Does she get her toilet paper for free?

As we all know, even toilet paper is expensive, especially

if you just shove it down the loo for the heck of it.

I haven't figured it out what kind of kick she gets, but people

do the strangest things - it's no good trying to work it out.

Open Wide Please.

Patient: How much to extract wisdom teeth?
Dentist: 500 Dollars
Patient: That's ridiculous! Isn't there something cheeper?
Dentist: I can cut the price in half if we don't use anesthetic.
Patient: Nope, that's still way too much!
Dentist: OK, if I just rip out with pliers, the price is 50 Dollars.
Patient: That's more like it. Book my husband for next Monday!
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"How mean can you get!" I hear you say.
I,ll tell you why I picked this joke, I,ve just come back
from the man with the little bore machine.
He picked and probed, even took an Xray, and when he
couldn't find anything more to pick on, he decided the
time was right for a dental hygiene (the usual half yearly
check-up)
He scraped and he polished because he wasn't gonna
let me get away with paying something like 50Dollars.

Dentists are frightfully expensive here and a short visit of 1/2
hour is just not worth it - for the man with the pick and chisel.

But, I,m not complaining here, I,m happy with his ways, after-
all said and done, I have searched hi and lo for a good Dentist
for the last 8 years.
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Have a GREAT FRIDAY, and try not to pay a visit to the
man wearing that white coat - especially not on a Friday!

Strange Faces

What's nicer than an unexpected work free day, to do what
ever you want? Mr.CC got the day off, so we went galavanting
in Germany. We shopped and browzed, and I was snooping
around every corner for Blogging material.
I came across this statue of a pathetic looking
*lost soul*. What do you read in his face, could he be
in pain? He looks pretty down in the dumps, have
a closer look - I think he's lost his lotto ticket!

We came across this pub called SIT IN, it is also a Dart and Billiard Club.
I Wonder if it's got what it takes to keep the guys outta mischief?
I am awfully disappointed with the results of this picture, in

broad daylight this club created an eerie atmosphere, perhaps

I,ll have better luck on a moonless night! (tall building in background)

The Time and the Rules are Wrong.

There are many sun dials to be seen in Europe, some can be seen

in the shape of a birdbath.

I have often wondered how could people read the time, without

the sun - even though the sun was shining brightly when I

took this pic, the time was incorrect.

I took a shot of this at about 13.30, and the sundial says

12.00.

I,m pleased to live in this day and age, because this clock is

telling lies!!

Most of these pretties are hidden away in the many parks

but we are not allowed into any park in Switzerland, when I

say we, I mean my dog, even though I keep her on the leash.

What really grieves me is the fact that the park gates are wide

open to junkies and drunks.

The junkies leave their used needles lying around, and the

boozers smash their alcohol bottles and leave it scattered all

over the green lawn in the park.

As you all know, a park is THE playground for children.

Not only do they see the goings on, but they can get seriously

injured by the broken glass pieces lying around, not even to

mention what can happen when a child steps into a deadly needle!

There was a case only last year about a toddler playing

in a park, and stepped right into a dirty needle.

This babe is only 2 years old, and the Doctors said they

can do the HIV test ONLY when the child is about

4 or 5 years old - MADNESS!

We as parents can just imagine the anxiety and

living nightmare the parents of that little child

will be suffering EVERY DAY, FOR THE NEXT 3 YEARS!

Need I say how angry and confused I am about the

non-sensical rules of a stupid and merry mixed up government.

Ma Baker from South Africa

TRUE STORY FROM CAPE TIMES

Recently a woman about 65years old was out shopping,
when she returned to her car there were 4 black men
sitting in it.
Being the kind of feisty woman who packs a gun for
emergencies, she whipped out her piece and yelled
"I know how to use this and I,m quite prepared to, get
out!"
The men were scared witless and bailed.
The woman then got into the car, and to her con-
fusion, the key wouldn,t fit into the ignition. Wrong car.
Not hers. Oops!
Realising her little faux pas, she thought she's better
report her mistake at the Hermanus Police Station.
When she told the officer on duty the story, he wet
himself laughing, and when he could speak again, he
pointed at 4 terrified black men sitting at the other
end of the room.
4 men who just reported being hi-jacked by an elderly
lady!!
CAPE TIMES

How to wash a cat

a notice to ALL CAT LOVERS out there,
PLEASE DON'T BE TOO ANGRY ABOUT THIS,
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Thoroughly clean the toilet. # Add the required amount of shampoo to the toilet water, and have both lids lifted. # Obtain the cat and soothe him while you carry him towards the bathroom. # In one smooth movement, put the cat in the toilet and close both lids (you may need to stand on the lid so that he cannot escape). CAUTION: Do not get any part of your body too close to the edge, as his paws will be reaching out for any thing they can find. # Flush the toilet three or four times. This provides a "power wash and rinse" which I have found to be quite effective. # Have someone open the door to the outside and ensure that there are no people between the toilet and the outside door. # Stand behind the toilet as far as you can, and quickly lift both lids. # The now-clean cat will rocket out of the toilet, and run outside where he will dry himself. Sincerely, A DOG OWNER

Swiss Cheese Tart

Pastry.

125gr margarine (room temp)

200gr flour

5ml baking powder

pinch of salt

1egg (I like to toss a handful of grated cheese into the dough mixture)

Place the flour and salt into a mixing bowl and rub in the margarine

until the mixture resembles fine crumbs.

Add the egg into the flour and margarine mixture ( I use a knife for

this bit)

Add the handful of grated cheese, work to a smooth dough (add

a little flour if the mixture is too sloppy)

Chill in fridge for 1hour.

Filling.

220gr grated cheese

1 chopped onion

A little chopped bacon (optional) I like the added flavour.

200gr sour creme plus 100ml milk

pinch of salt and pepper and a dash of nutmeg.

3eggs 1 heaped teaspoon flour.

Method.

Peel and slice the onion and cut bacon in small pieces

Saute the onion for 5min - add the bacon for 5min - leave

to cool.

Mix together the onion, bacon, sour creme, grated

cheese and seasoning and the eggs.

Blend the teaspoon flour with the 100ml milk and

add to the cheesy mixture.

Roll out the dough, and place in a fatted 22cm or 8inch

round glass dish.

Bake in a pre-heated oven at 180°C, on the center

shelf, for 30 - 35 minutes till golden brown.

Enjoy with a mixed salad!

Zombie Reunion

With a swarm of Zombies by my side, I

wandered through secret doors of the putrid

smelling dungeons, leaving a trail of mucous

and slime wherever we roamed!

My *ever so nasty friend* the Migrain pain, decided

it was time for another unexpected and uninvited

visit - to spend some quality time together with me!

Instead of practising the traditional Shamanic

Medicine, I insisted on the *tried and trusted*

Meds from the local Chemist, which always leaves

me feeling and behaving like the *walking dead*!

Nevertheless, I have been released from the chains

of the Zombie clan, and feeling up to my old self again.

It's raining, it's pouring, and the old man is drunk!

Day two, and blogger is still behaving like a DEMON!

When I woke up this morning, the rain was

pouring down - what a relief!! Our temps have

taken a nose dive to 17°C.

We experienced a long and tedious Winter, and

all we wanted was to enjoy the Summer sun, but

instead we suffered another Blazing Inferno!

Yesterday I received news from SA, and I was told

it's snowing in Johannesburg. What's going on?!!

Perhaps our weather provider ol' Petrus is tilting

the bottle again!

"Hey Petrus, go easy on the Schnapps, rather stick to

the orange juice my good man, things are pretty messed

up down here!"

When the rain subsided I took Madame Pooch outside

so she could complete her morning duties, and what

do I see? Lo and behold!

People donned their artic winter woolies.

Men stepping out in full length rain coats.

Ladies freed their Suede coats from stinky

mothballs, to feel snug and warm again.

Girls and Guys were wearing warm jerseys, buttoned

up to the point of suffocation!

Autumn boots made the GRANDE ENTRE!

I,m not in favour of the Dribbles, Sniffles and

the Sneezes, but fashion and weather wise that's

going a little too far, and I don,t believe in provoking

Father Frost's gray mood.

Winter will be back!

Could this be the end of our Summer??

Marriage

The Word Love:
After 6 weeks: I love you, I love you, I love you!
After 6 months: Of course, I love you.
After 6 years: GOD, if I didn't love you, then why do you think I proposed?

Back from work:
After 6 weeks: Honey, I'm home!
After 6 months: I'm BACK!!
After 6 years: What did your mom cook for us today?

Phone Ringing:
After 6 weeks: Baby, somebody wants you on the phone.
After 6 months: Here, it's for you.
After 6 years: ANSWER THE PHONE!

Cooking:
After 6 weeks: I never knew food could taste so good!
After 6 months: What are we having for dinner tonight?
After 6 years: AGAIN!

New Dress:
After 6 weeks: Wow, you look like an angel in that dress.
After 6 months: You bought a new dress again?
After 6 years: How much did THAT cost me?

TV:

After 6 weeks: Baby, what would you like us to watch tonight?
After 6 months: I like this movie.
After 6 years: I'm going to watch ESPN, if you're not in the mood, go to
bed, I can stay up by myself!

Blogger the Beast!

Blogger is having another go at me, the nasty little beast won,t allow me to upload
just one single picture.
I,ve been trying for hours, so, until Blogger's in a better mood, I,ll share this joke
with all the cat lovers out there in Bloggerville.




A man hated his wife's cat and he decided to get rid of it. He drove 20 blocks away from home and dropped the cat there. The cat was already walking up the driveway when he approached his home. The next day, he decided to drop the cat 40 blocks away and the same thing happened. He kept on increasing the number of blocks but the cat kept coming home before him. At last he decided to drive a few miles away, turn right then left, past the bridge, then right again and another right and so on until he reached what he thought was a perfect spot and dropped the cat there.Hours later, the man calls his wife at home and asked her, "Jenny, is the cat there?" "Yes, why do you ask?" answered the wife. Frustrated the man said, "Put that CAT on the phone, I am lost and I need directions back home."

Another Quizzie

Ok, here I go again, I promised myself never ever to do

these thingies again, 'cause it only drives me crazy, but

thanks to http://kevingbrown.blogspot.com/ I just did it

again!

You Are Animal

A complete lunatic, you're operating on 100% animal instincts. You thrive on uncontrolled energy, and you're downright scary. But you sure can beat a good drum. "Kill! Kill!"

The Muppet Personality Test

The Swiss went Lost in Germany

Since 1891 the first of August has been celebrated as
SWISS NATIONAL DAY.
On the evening of the 31July, means bonfires and fire-
works.
As today is a holiday for all people living in Switzerland, it
is an excellent opportunity for people to visit Germany.
As many others, that's exactly what we did today, and the
German people went out of their way to welcome all the
Swiss visitors from far and near.
The shops were crowded, Bars , Restaurants and streets
were buzzing with activities to amuse and please everyone.
Here is a picture of a group of Real Swiss Alphorn Players!!!

Here is a group of Male singers from Russia, unfortunately the
picture turned out rather blurry. The man standing very
close to the Accordion player, has the most beautiful
voice. Whenever I come across street Musicians like
these, I forget to shop.
This is a window dresser's impression of white cows grazing in the red
Grass.
The man with the mean stare and horse rider from the rear end.
On the way back to the car park, I found another water
fountain (completely dried out) with a statue of a
man with an extraordinary mean expression on
his face, and watching the horse rider.

Please click on the pic to see THAT face!