THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

 Oh yes, oh yes, it's that TGIF day again!

I know how you all struggle through the week just counting the minutes until it is once again Friday and you can break out into uproarious laughter once again.

Well, I have a sad announcement.

I have come to the end of my strength and the Friday Funnies are hereby decommissioned.

That is, put to rest.

Over.

Sorry.

Okay?

Oh, hahahahaha, I was just kidding!

Here they come.

Will those Trek-sters never stop?

As they keep coming in from my crew of co-collaborators, I don't think they will.

Well now, just endeavor to enjoy an exciting, exhilarating, efficacious, enviable, electrifyingly emotional weekend.

But don't get enervated.

And always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

( . . oh yes, deep thoughts indeed . .)

COUNTING

 The other day Red, up there in cold cold cold Alberta, Canada, had a post that noted his blog counter had topped one million views.

Now that's an amazing figure and I believe I commended him for it.

And for sticking with his blog since he started it in 2008.

But it got me thinking so I went in search of the stats on my own blog because it's been running continuously since 2008 itself.

Actually I found that I started blogging in 2006 but I quit a couple of times and erased my posts so they only go back to 2008.

Well, lo and behold, as of today my 4,367 posts have been viewed an amazing 1,139,898 times!

But of all those views, only 35,284 comments!

C'mon folks, stop lurking and start commenting, even if it's only to say hello.

I don't know how many of those viewers were spammers or hackers.

And I try to filter them out.

But the whole thing kind of makes me weary when I look at those numbers.

And speaking of which, we had a visit yesterday from two great-granddaughters whom we had never had the opportunity to meet before.

They are Alexis, age 9, and Cadence, age 7.

They came with their parents from Tennessee, via a visit with their aunt in Mesa, just down the hill a ways from us.

I am wearing a red sweater for a very special reason.

Both girls, their mother and their father are all redheads.

Though as I noted, my grandson . . a truly young man . . already is showing some gray in his beard.

But the young-uns (well, they're ALL young-uns to us) were great fun to meet and enjoy.

Part of the blasted aging process that sometimes makes it all worthwhile.

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SPRING, SPRANG, SPRUNG

 

Okay, you can ring those bells - Spring has officially sprung.

As you may be able to tell it arrived with a pre-April shower here in paradise.

But at least now I can stop harping on the subject and lean back and enjoy it.

Judy saw a mockingbird yesterday and I saw a robin soon after.

'Twon't be long now.

LATEST FROM THE BAKERY

 Just to inform those of you who might have been worried about the apparent lack of reports from our kitchen, the Taylor Family Bakery was in full production mode today.

At Judy's behest, I started things off with a try of very dark Brownies and she followed up with a double batch of sugar cookies, half topped with sprinkles, the other half with Turbinado sugar.

That should take care of our sweet tooth (teeth?) for awhile.

IS IT SPRING YET?

 After a terrifically hard rain a couple of nights ago, yesterday was sunny and bright as the mercury soared into the middle 50's here in la-la-land.

I came out of my cave in mid-afternoon to find SWMBO had repaired to the side patio to sweep and to put a few things in order amongst the mess.

As I opened the slider door she greeted me with "I think it's warm enough to have our cocktails out here."

It's usually me who rushes to open the bar so it caught me by surprise when she beat me to it.

"What would you like?", I asked.

"Whiskey", said she.

Not "Red-Eye" but close enough.

So I hastened to pour before she changed her mind and soon we were ensconced in our chairs in the sunlight rejoicing that we could stand the weather for our traditional toddies outdoors.

Actually in the direct sunshine it was quite comfortable.

And the Monja and the Blue Cat were waiting expectantly for us to get the darned birdbath up and provide them with some entertainment.

That will come in time.

But this was our first real taste (heh-heh) of the actual coming of Spring and it couldn't have been too soon.

I hope you all survived St. Paddy's Day and that the weather is improving where you are too.

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

 Happy St. Patrick's Day!

There. I've gotten that out of the way.

Since I found out that my ancestry is not from Dublin but that it's mostly Norwegian, I don't have to celebrate this holiday any more.

Well, of course, there is that.

But seriously (heh-heh), what I do have to celebrate is Friday with a random selection of humor.

And just for you wearers of the green, I'll give you a couple of Irish flavored ho-ho's.

So that's all I got this week.

Well, I have a lot more but I'm not sharing them just yet.

What I am sharing is my wildest, wackiest, winteriest, wholehearted wish that you all have a wonderful weekend, with wineglasses in hand, wisecracks at the ready and that you willfully avoid wimpishness.

And always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

(. . awwww . .)