<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15349064</id><updated>2012-01-31T03:01:27.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TUFFENUF</title><subtitle type='html'>I made it through somehow! Every day from here on is a gift!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamtuffenuf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15349064/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamtuffenuf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15349064/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>TUFFENUF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857786656471454329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SfhDBaBxNDI/AAAAAAAAAcs/4HPD2Q0BPfE/S220/IMG_2073.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>320</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15349064.post-3658566213269897828</id><published>2012-01-15T07:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T08:32:41.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy to be here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mNB9jGoDafQ/TxLUBsbQ64I/AAAAAAAAAm8/QVeL3v7n5-g/s320/bypss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697849604147571586" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 220px; " /&gt;In September 2011, I  underwent open heart surgery to repair my clogged arteries.  I had cardiac bypass surgery which involves taking a vein out of your leg and using it to "bypass" the clogged arteries.  My father died in 1973 from this same ailment (which is hereditary) and I have been aware of my condition for several years having been treated for it with a "stent" in 2001.  My mother also had this disease and had bypass surgery in 1999.  My surgery went well and they bypassed six (yeah 6!) arteries.  The first days of recovery were the toughest days of my life.  I was bloated up and looked like a big puffy clown.  I could hardly move and had several blisters the size of golf balls behind my knee that continuously drained.  If they told you that you would feel like this or that they pump about 40 pounds of water into your body, you would never have this surgery.  I was in such pain &amp;amp; discomfort that I spent the first six weeks sleeping upright in a chair (when I could sleep).  Initially, I remember thinking that I had made a bad mistake.  If this was my quality of life, that I should have just died.  My "Angel" was with me every step of the recovery and without her I don't know that I would have made it through this.  She bathed me, wiped my butt, helped me stand up &amp;amp; sit down, waited on me hand &amp;amp; foot, fixed my meals, regulated my medications.  I am diabetic and I have to take insulin shots.  It is dangerous to have surgery when your blood sugar is not regulated and it also slows the healing time.  I had to keep a close watch on my blood glucose.  Somehow, I made it through this.  Now, almost four months later, I am starting to feel better again.  It takes time to heal when they saw open your breast bone, take your heart out and fix it, then sew you back up with wire!  My leg was a problem too.  Once they remove that vein, your leg takes a long time to heal, my leg still swells up daily. I continue to feel better everyday and life is bearable now.  This operation is truly a miracle of modern medicine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is true what people say - what does not kill us makes us stronger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8AAeD3qJJ9s/TxLUdQKg6yI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9QQpsycJIdQ/s320/happy%2Bheart%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697850077597461282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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Anyway, in an effort to catch up, here is what has been happening.  I traveled to New York City on the 4th of July.  For several years now I have wanted to see the Macy's fireworks display "in person".  It was not to be again this year.  Even though I was on the tenth floor of my hotel in Brooklyn, I was too far away and facing east and the fireworks were west of my location!  I had to go to bed a 9 PM anyway because I was going with my brother to the hospital early the next morning.  Maybe next year for the fireworks!&lt;div&gt;My older brother, Doug, discovered that he had low iron when he went to give blood in May of this year.  Further tests revealed that he had a tumor, a Leiomyosarcoma, which is a rare form of cancer that occurs in only about four of a million people.  Doug had no symptoms of this disease other than the low iron.  The slow growing tumor, resistant to chemo &amp;amp; radiation therapy, was about this size of his fist.  There is no cure for Leiomyosarcoma, the only treatment is surgical resection.  So on July 5th, at 4 AM, my brother, his wife &amp;amp; daughter and I were in a car traveling up FDR drive in Manhattan, en route to Memorial Sloan-Kettering Hospital.  Dr. Murray Brennan, the leading sarcoma surgeon in the county would op&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erate on my brother in an attempt to remove the tumor and save Doug's life.  I remember the beautiful drive in the car in pre-dawn Manhattan, hoping that this wasn't Doug's last view of his favorite city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doug went into surgery around 7:30.  We waited several hours until the doctor called us into a private room.  Dr. Brennan told us (in his New Zealand accent) that he got the tumor, got the whole thing, and that no further treatment would be necessary.  We were so happy and relieved.  We found out days later, from his "fellow" surgeon, Dr. Jennifer LaFemina, that Dr. Brennan is retiring and only takes a very few cases.  We feel like Doug won the lottery by going to Sloan-Kettering and getting the leading Leiomyosarcoma expert for a surgeon!  After a week in the hospital, Doug has gone home to Virginia, with hopefully no recurrence of this dread cancer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j17vXCJDO4I/TiRhzXYsmbI/AAAAAAAAAm0/RHsOuT8WPcY/s320/mskh.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 74px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630732969198786994" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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We were on a small 50 person jet from Atlanta to Asheville and it was bumpy &amp;amp; exciting, like a roller coaster ride into Asheville with cross winds! We rented a car and drove an hour over to Gatlinburg, Tennessee to the condo.  It is a beautiful place, with a large back porch that backs up on the golf course.  It was very peaceful &amp;amp; quiet.  We did NOTHING for four days and just enjoyed ourselves, hiking &amp;amp; taking photos.  The foliage is on the change, going from green to gold &amp;amp; red.  We spent time in the Smokey Mountains National Park.  Angela's parent's condo is really nice, two bedrooms, two baths, plenty of room.  the mountains are nice, a stark contrast to the flatlands of Florida.  The weather was stellar! 70's in the daytime &amp;amp; 40's at night.  We had a fire in the fireplace.  the only downside is that both of us caught a cold- we think from all the re-breathing on the airplane! No matter where we caught it, we were miserable for a few days when we got home!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/TMa_JUhxsYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Sb58IK_MuF0/s320/IMG_3531.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532319359121338754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to visit the mountains, but I love my home in Florida - I wouldn't live anyplace else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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I thought no one was reading this! I am trying to catch up, and I spend my computer time on Facebook - though I don't like it as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/S-qcSbHUA5I/AAAAAAAAAko/ENdxkdWhgsU/s1600/usa_2007_infiniti_g35coupe_cpe_2_x_exfrdrvr75_x.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/S-qcSbHUA5I/AAAAAAAAAko/ENdxkdWhgsU/s1600/usa_2007_infiniti_g35coupe_cpe_2_x_exfrdrvr75_x.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I have been working on my new Winnebago motorhome.  I traded my Durango &amp;amp; travel trailer for it.  I miss having a truck, I only have this small sports car now.  I spend time/too much money at Lowes &amp;amp; Home Depot and I have to remember not to buy anything BIG because I can't get it home! We went camping for the Mother's Day weekend at nearby Oscar Scherer State Park.  It is a lovely park &amp;amp; the first time I had been there.  We took our three dogs with us (a first for that as well).  They were fine, but we worried about keeping them confined &amp;amp; on their leashes for fear they would get lost.  They loved being with us and getting lots of walks.  I miss the times when a bunch of us would have a group camping trip.  Maybe we should start doing that again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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Matt spent most of the day in his room.  Ang cooked a turkey dinner and I was grateful that the four of us could have dinner together.  I couldn't help thinking that it was the last time in a long time that we would all be around the table.  Such is life.  Hug your babies 'cause they won't be babies long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sz1w4DiCusI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4XtzW9tW3tc/s1600-h/IMG_3165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sz1w4DiCusI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4XtzW9tW3tc/s400/IMG_3165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421613634747022018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sz1w4XI827I/AAAAAAAAAjc/WD6rVqxMzNk/s400/IMG_3169.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421613640010488754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idgy got a "big dog" haircut at the groomers.  She is teething on everything and losing teeth left &amp;amp; right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sz1w5KdlhRI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Tye4G6jZXhA/s400/IMG_3175.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421613653787247890" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sz1w4xlmIPI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Rbf_u89B06k/s400/IMG_3167.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421613647109955826" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more fuzzy puppy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We start Basic I puppy school next week.  I hope she is a good girl &amp;amp; not the devil dog she is at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have my fur kids to keep me busy!  Happy New Year to everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hemi got a haircut too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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I always want everything to stay pretty much the same. I am even resistant to switching the furniture around. Over the years I have learned to live with myself, I MAKE myself change the things that need changing - throw away the old one, get a new one, stuff you can't fix anymore. My son must have inherited this trait from me. He never likes any change. Don't move stuff around in his room, he'd rather see things stay the same. Imagine my suprise when he said to me last week that it was time for him to leave home, move closer to college, move into an apartment with a friend. First I was shocked. (Why would you want to leave home? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sx0wU1PXToI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_vcBwFpWsfU/s1600-h/PIC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412535461616242306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sx0wU1PXToI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_vcBwFpWsfU/s200/PIC00001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You have it so good here!) Shock gave way to good sense and I realized that it is the natural course of things. I just did not know it would happen so soon. He will be 20 years old in a couple of months; the time went by so fast. Did I tell him enough, show him enough? Our time together was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; short, and I told him this. He said, "It hasn't been &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; short, it has been my whole life." My heart is breaking but at the same time I am happy &amp;amp; thrilled for him to begin this journey of his life. He is not going to Europe after all, he will only be 20 minutes away!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sx08WJFby4I/AAAAAAAAAiM/cYPJD7tZHuE/s1600-h/IMG_2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412548678262705026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sx08WJFby4I/AAAAAAAAAiM/cYPJD7tZHuE/s200/IMG_2906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sx084-CATMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/I7UfJLwAsUI/s1600-h/IMG_3093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412549276590951618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Sx084-CATMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/I7UfJLwAsUI/s200/IMG_3093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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She has learned how to bark &amp;amp; growl and has a very deep voice for a puppy! Wire Fox Terrier puppies are born with almost all black hair on their face, then it fades out to brown. Since they do not shed, they have to be groomed with plucking or shaving. By the time of her first grooming, she will look much different, loosing all the black around &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Stx0sXpQGbI/AAAAAAAAAgE/1_BUAFFnL0o/s1600-h/IMG_2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her face &amp;amp; head. It is natural for these dogs to dig, as they are ratters, and she has started that already, although I am right behind her with a distraction! I don't want to have holes in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to run and play with her big brother, HEMI. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Stx1_eQSV4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/zhL07eUTRVY/s1600-h/IMG_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394316186996594562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Stx1_eQSV4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/zhL07eUTRVY/s400/IMG_2855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Stxt6Q9oFpI/AAAAAAAAAfs/XOMVbYlVsrA/s1600-h/IMG_2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old dog, BUDDY, tolerates her, but still growls at her to stay away from him. She growls right back at him, but keeps her distance. Buddy says, "Leave me alone, I'm old!"&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/StxvC0DA-fI/AAAAAAAAAf0/SHun4qIQQSc/s1600-h/07-14009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394308547804723698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/StxvC0DA-fI/AAAAAAAAAf0/SHun4qIQQSc/s400/07-14009+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/StxxLvSwljI/AAAAAAAAAf8/IhMQtal84oU/s1600-h/free+stuff.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394310900170659378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/StxxLvSwljI/AAAAAAAAAf8/IhMQtal84oU/s400/free+stuff.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This past weekend, we went to the "Dog Extravaganza" and saw lots of other breeds of dogs. The vendors at the show gave away LOTS of samples of dog food. I am trying different foods for the new puppy to see what she likes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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My brother &amp;amp; sister-in-law were up there visiting their grown daughter &amp;amp; her husband who live there. We stayed in mid-Manhattan, while my brother was dog sitting on the upper east side, and my niece lives in the village. It was fun getting together everyday via subway, bus, or taxi or just plain "walking your ass off". So many things have changed since I was last in the city. The most noticeable difference was that the honk honk honk honk of cars was gone! I remember everyone always honking. I found out the they finally passed a law to stop the honking - $350. fine! I still heard honking, but not near like it used to be. The taxi drivers are still the wildest drivers I have EVER seen, and I admire their skill as they weave through traffic at a high rate of speed. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SlQJ2gLojUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/QEHLnXAPz8Q/s1600-h/IMG_2371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355916688806677826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SlQJ2gLojUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/QEHLnXAPz8Q/s320/IMG_2371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are 13,000 cabs in NYC and I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; traveling in them! We also honed our subway skills and went uptown, downtown &amp;amp; all around on them. The most difficult thing about that is finding the station entrances, so we finally got a map. We also got a three day pass for the Grey Line tour bus. It makes you seem like a real tourist; even though I was born there - I am a tourist after this long. The good thing about the bus is that you can get on &amp;amp; off as many times as you like, so we used that a lot to get around &amp;amp; go shopping. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We visited the site of the World Trade Center disaster and St. Paul's Church memorial. It was shocking to see a construction site in place of the tallest building that we used to stand on top of. The church is an old historical site itself, that now has many pictures and mementos of September 11. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SlQLywUoxiI/AAAAAAAAAeE/WWGdoo2CijA/s1600-h/IMG_2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355918823443187234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SlQLywUoxiI/AAAAAAAAAeE/WWGdoo2CijA/s320/IMG_2403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SlQMRrRtnxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ny8he7D5Hhs/s1600-h/IMG_2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355919354664689426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SlQMRrRtnxI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ny8he7D5Hhs/s320/IMG_2401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Rockefeller Center and went to the "top of the rock". It is cheaper that going to the Empire State Building (I have done that plenty of times) and it is much less crowded. You can see all of New York (including the Empire State Building) from 70 floors up and it was great. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SlQNg4E5B7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/NXSyXhoGPvg/s1600-h/IMG_2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355920715310237618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SlQNg4E5B7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/NXSyXhoGPvg/s320/IMG_2455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Sunday we went to beautiful Central Park and saw the dance skaters.  This is a club that meets every weekend to skate in the park.  It is a real collection of characters just getting their grove on and doing their own thing - It was great.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was in the mid 70's when we were there.  We had a great time and plan to visit again SOON.  Next time we will take the boys with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NYC is truly one of the greatest cities in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip replacement,&lt;br /&gt;New knees, fought prostate cancer and diabetes&lt;br /&gt;I'm half blind,&lt;br /&gt;Can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine,&lt;br /&gt;Take 40 different medications that&lt;br /&gt;Make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts.&lt;br /&gt;Have bouts with dementia ..&lt;br /&gt;Have poor circulation;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly feel my hands and feet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember if I'm 89 or 98.&lt;br /&gt;Have lost all my friends. But, thank God,&lt;br /&gt;I still have my driver's license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I feel like my body has gotten totally out of shape,&lt;br /&gt;So I got my doctor's permission to&lt;br /&gt;Join a fitness club and start exercising.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take an aerobics class for seniors.&lt;br /&gt;I bent, twisted, gyrated, jumped up and down, and perspired for an hour. But,&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got my leotards on, The class was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My memory's not as sharp as it used to be.  Also, my memory's not as sharp as it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Know how to prevent sagging? Just eat till the wrinkles fill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;It's scary when you start making the same noises As your coffee maker.&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;These days about half the stuff in my shopping cart says, ' For fast relief.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;THE SENILITY PRAYER : Grant me the senility to forget the people&lt;br /&gt;I never liked anyway,&lt;br /&gt;The good fortune to run into the ones I do, and&lt;br /&gt;The eyesight to tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Always Remember This:&lt;br /&gt;You don't stop laughing because you grow old, You grow old because you stop laughing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I will catch up on all the news soon!   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He seems really happy about it and his mom is happy for him. He is on the delayed entry program, he graduates from high school in May, then off to boot camp in October. It was a big decision for him to commit for the next four to six years, but he did it and I think it will be good for him. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/ScomJhmZTbI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FifTe6y9IXI/s1600-h/IMG_2080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317104255144381874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/ScomJhmZTbI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FifTe6y9IXI/s320/IMG_2080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally finished the kitchen remodeling project. We got granite countertops, installed a backsplash, and replaced all the white appliances with stainless steel. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/ScomJBtns1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/02myXeuM_zo/s1600-h/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317104246584750930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/ScomJBtns1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/02myXeuM_zo/s320/IMG_2079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I spend more time polishing my new range than cooking on it! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/ScoplPteyLI/AAAAAAAAAcE/AjNnITio0g4/s1600-h/IMG_2030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317108029913483442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/ScoplPteyLI/AAAAAAAAAcE/AjNnITio0g4/s320/IMG_2030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We also put granite on the dining room bookcase, and replaced the solid shelves with glass shelves. While we had the bookcase disassembled, I installed under cabinet lights in the top. It looks very different and a nice change. The granite did not cost as much as I thought, it was less than $2800. for the whole job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took my dog Hemi to the groomer yesterday. He hasn't had a haircut in six months, what a difference! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SconqiYOyNI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9ngtYbNn5Ug/s1600-h/IMG_2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317105921800718546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SconqiYOyNI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9ngtYbNn5Ug/s320/IMG_2073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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The Home Depot gave me grief for nothing, the hurricane protection passed the inspection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkamOuKLHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Vhl6cO-2i_0/s1600-h/IMG_1523.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190709289610259570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkamOuKLHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Vhl6cO-2i_0/s320/IMG_1523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkam-uKLII/AAAAAAAAAM0/LBA2aAYA9Vg/s1600-h/IMG_1557.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190709302495161474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkam-uKLII/AAAAAAAAAM0/LBA2aAYA9Vg/s320/IMG_1557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Here are the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;before &amp;amp; after of one of the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Looks like a nice haircut, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Next I will be replacing the fence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The new windows are really nice, double pane glass. They should save me some money because they are very energy efficient.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkdCOuKLJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cq-AHK3JqQ0/s1600-h/IMG_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190711969669852306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkdCOuKLJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cq-AHK3JqQ0/s200/IMG_1533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkdCuuKLKI/AAAAAAAAANE/gU5czWQiRJo/s1600-h/IMG_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190711978259786914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkdCuuKLKI/AAAAAAAAANE/gU5czWQiRJo/s200/IMG_1534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkdDOuKLLI/AAAAAAAAANM/G4Kkfl-xBBQ/s1600-h/IMG_1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190711986849721522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/SAkdDOuKLLI/AAAAAAAAANM/G4Kkfl-xBBQ/s200/IMG_1535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; On to my next project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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He was a retired inventor that had worked all his life in the automotive industry. He told me once that he was instrumental in designing speed controlled windshield wipers, and other things that I don't remember now. His wife was a gifted painter, who only discovered her talent when she was 75 years old.  My rental house had several of her beautiful original oil paintings in it.  I saw the man almost daily because the detached garage with the rental property was also his workshop. I was facisnated with his stories of inventions. I liked nosing around his shop and looking at all his stuff, including a large aluminum "thing" (about the size of a breadbox) One time he showed me a "power fishing reel" that he was working on. If you got tired pulling in the big fish, you could turn on the power assist. He was always thinking of things and he held several patents. At the time I had my MG/BGT car, and I was driving it everyday. I don't remember how much gas cost, but it wasn't a crisis back then. The old man told me that soon we would use up all the fossil fuel and then showed me that the "thing" was an electric engine that he had invented. He explained that it could power a car on batteries that would be charged by a solar cell. It would be a quiet running engine, and that there would be NO fuel, that the sun would be the only thing required. I questioned him about speed and distance and he told me that he thought it would get the same mileage as a traditional car, depending how many batteries you could carry and that the speed would only be about 50 miles per hour, but that is all you would need for an "around town" car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R_pSCrgiLxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ktTeX9rC2Xk/s1600-h/new+room+%26+MG+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186548126862946066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R_pSCrgiLxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ktTeX9rC2Xk/s400/new+room+%26+MG+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He wanted to put the electric motor in my MG. He said that it was the perfect car for an electric engine, small, with a large area in the rear that could be converted into a battery compartment.  The fast back design of the car would accomodate the solar cells on top.  I did not know anything about solar and I thought to myself - what if this guy is a lunatic?  At that time, my MG was in great condition (not like this last year photo when it is old and being hauled away) I was afraid to take a chance on messing up a perfectly good car.  Besides, it was a four cylinder and got good mileage.  I really did not believe that we would ever run out of oil.  I never thought I would be spending $70. to fill up my now eight cylinder Durango.  Over the weekend, I was watching the science channel on television.  They showed how easy it was if you had all the parts to take out a gasoline engine and replace it with an electric solar powered engine.  Had I only known in 1985 what I know now! 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Installation is always the scariest part to me.  Marion has proven to me more that once that NO ONE's walls are plumb; so securing a cabinet to a wall can be a nightmare if you don't know what you are doing.  After years of being a "helper" I have watched Marion more than once square up kitchen cabinets that I thought would never go in.  She knows all the secrets to making everything fit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6NrTfMOsTI/AAAAAAAAALU/fEXamqf2210/s1600-h/IMG_1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6NrTfMOsTI/AAAAAAAAALU/fEXamqf2210/s200/IMG_1402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162087580431200562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course while all this is exciting to me - it is drudgery to Marion who refers to herself as an "old woman with a broken back".  She bitches &amp;amp; curses the whole time.  We installed  this bed on the  short wall next to  the closet.  Preston's  room is only 12 ft. x12 ft.  so there is limited space. He will have more room now when a few friends come over to play music or video games ; they won't have to sit on the bed.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the way it works&lt;/span&gt; - the bed closes up into the cabinet.  To open it you lift the handles (they become the feet) to unlatch the plungers that hold the bed into the cabinet.  the cabinet has gas pistons which allow it to slowly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6NrT_MOsUI/AAAAAAAAALc/OsD5WUzqoas/s1600-h/IMG_1400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6NrT_MOsUI/AAAAAAAAALc/OsD5WUzqoas/s200/IMG_1400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162087589021135170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lower with the weight of the mattress .  To close, you just lift the bed and with very little pressure (you can do it with one finger!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; it slowly rises and  recesses into the cabinet.  You push the handle legs flat to lock it in.   I have fashioned a temporary shelf beside the bed to hold Preston's alarm clock, reading light, etc.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6NrUvMOsVI/AAAAAAAAALk/U79Aw9tpPLE/s1600-h/IMG_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6NrUvMOsVI/AAAAAAAAALk/U79Aw9tpPLE/s200/IMG_1399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162087601906037074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is only until I can talk Marion into building a matching side cabinet!!!  As she drove away today I think I heard her yell back at me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I 'm retired now so leave me the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; alone!"&lt;/span&gt;  (I will give her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a few weeks rest!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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I have been so busy that I haven't even been reading the blogs.  The Murphy bed project is finally done; to be installed this Friday.  I wanted to do this project on my own, but that just didn't work out.  I asked my friend, Marion, to help me with picking the wood and cutting it for me.  Marion is a professional cabinet maker and I asked for her advice.  The first thing she told me is not the let the lumber yard cut t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6HGLPMOsPI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UtF1jqUP4-M/s1600-h/Marion+new+pup+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6HGLPMOsPI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UtF1jqUP4-M/s200/Marion+new+pup+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161624544301986034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he wood.  She went with me to pick the wood and she ended up cutting the wood and building the whole project, while I looked on. ("step aside, Tuff")  She even stained it and put on a beautiful finish coat. (I got to help a little with that!)   If I had done the project, it would have looked homemade - now it looks like a beautiful piece of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6HGKvMOsOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/_gj0gwAkFAc/s1600-h/Marion+new+pup+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6HGKvMOsOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/_gj0gwAkFAc/s200/Marion+new+pup+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161624535712051426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6HGLvMOsQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3N5ZD1Zx7Pk/s1600-h/IMG_1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6HGLvMOsQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3N5ZD1Zx7Pk/s200/IMG_1395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161624552891920642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;furniture.  I am grateful  that  my friend came out of retirement to do this project.  She quit doing this kind of work when her back gave out from lifting  the heavy wood for so many years.  Funiture building  is difficult  for any man,  much less a five foot tall woman.  I have admired her for years, and she has taught me a lot about woodworking.  Marion told me that she does not enjoy this kind of work anymore.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6HGMPMOsRI/AAAAAAAAALE/nB8fFXHpC3o/s1600-h/IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R6HGMPMOsRI/AAAAAAAAALE/nB8fFXHpC3o/s200/IMG_1397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161624561481855250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  That is sad because she is so good at it.  "Handcrafted" is so hard to  find these days - even cabinets &amp;amp;  furniture is  stamped out in factories.  Anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks so much, Marion, I promise that I won't make you build anything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;More photos to follow after installation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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I set up my Mother's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Christmas tree and some decorations for her.  She doesn't seem to care much anymore.  It gets more difficult to communicate with my Mom, she is very deaf, and will not wear her hearing aids.  For her, it must feel like she is in a world of her own.  Occasionally, when she wants to hear, she will wear a portable headset with an amplifier, but she quickly grows tired of hearing us!  When she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; watches television, the volume is very high for her to hear it - the neighbors can probably hear it quite well!  She seems to be in good health, complains about the usual aches &amp;amp; pains.  She is done with the doctor because "he doesn't do anything!"  I tell her that the doctor cannot make you 20 years old again!  Still, I am sad as I see my Mom getting older.  Maybe I see what is in store for me!  However, I will try not to be as stubborn about wearing hearing aids and adult diapers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R2BK2KUZrWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ERnYFSDOfOk/s1600-h/IMG_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R2BK2KUZrWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ERnYFSDOfOk/s320/IMG_1217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143193068800421218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Preston went with me to Virginia.  I guess it was good for him to get a little break from school and the regular routine.  He seems to be be trying a little harder this week in school - I hope it lasts - I wouldn't want him to have to repeat and courses or not graduate on time. He was glad to have his jacket because it was forty degrees in Virginia.  We were glad to get back to Florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; and our beloved tropical weather.  It was eighty degrees when we got off the plane in Tampa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R2BMjKUZrYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/H2Z_-QApkco/s1600-h/IMG_1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R2BMjKUZrYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/H2Z_-QApkco/s320/IMG_1229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143194941406162306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;My middle dog, Buddy, got a new bed.  He is getting kind of fat, so he needed a bigger bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R2BMiqUZrXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ovrpU6IrIw0/s1600-h/IMG_1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/R2BMiqUZrXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ovrpU6IrIw0/s320/IMG_1230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143194932816227698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  The poor guy can't get near it because big brother dog, Ransome, has decided that the bed is for him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, Buddy must sleep on the couch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=20pigeons" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=20pigeons&amp;s=bluesky" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=20pigeons&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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I came across this video in my files.  It is of Preston when he went to Drum Corp camp in December 2005.  After just the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; of practice together, this was what the young musicians accomplished.  I was disappointed that Preston decided not to march in the summer of 2006, but I am proud of all the work that he did participating in the band camps.  (That is him with the big horns, fifth from the left in the camo shorts.)  I have always been a fan of the "big brass sound" and it warms my heart to at least have this little snippet of his work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-249a5963c26990e4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D249a5963c26990e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330297444%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D945E34F0FBA2BC4C207E66F45D966739A5366CE.7C51D5A2DA299111F228BC24AE75181BD9EA13C2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D249a5963c26990e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFyID9rsNZO0QcKEHRqpU-M60XzY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D249a5963c26990e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330297444%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D945E34F0FBA2BC4C207E66F45D966739A5366CE.7C51D5A2DA299111F228BC24AE75181BD9EA13C2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D249a5963c26990e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFyID9rsNZO0QcKEHRqpU-M60XzY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Preston's high school marching band days are over.  The band director that was with there for 13 years left when he could no longer deal with the current school administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Rx88U3p5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UJoRtFOfL1Q/s1600-h/HPIM2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3eNgenmMKVk/Rx88U3p5T-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UJoRtFOfL1Q/s200/HPIM2066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124881230205636578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;These days the big horn lives on top of the bookshelf in Preston's room.   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