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New Windows December 30, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke.
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Last year, I replaced all the windows in my house with those expensive, double-pane, energy efficient kind.

Last week, I got a call from the guy who installed them, complaining that the work had been completed a year ago and I still hadn’t paid for them.

Helloooo – just because I’m a Senior Citizen doesn’t mean that I am mentally challenged.

I told him just what his fast talking sales guy told me last year, “Your guy said these windows would pay for themselves in a year.  Well, it’s been a year, so they’re paid for.”

Hearing only silence at the other end of the line, I hung up.

He hasn’t called back. I bet he felt like an idiot.

Aah . . . that’s better!

Source:  E-mail from unknown author (sent by Joe M.)

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Look What Santa Brought Me! December 27, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Less IS More, Life Balance, Sustainable Living.
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Santa is an environmentally friendly dude ~ among other things, he flies around with “low emission” reindeer fueled with carrots and cookies instead of gasoline.

And, when asked, he delivers low flow toilets for “kids” on his “Nice” list . . . like me and BFF!

He even installed it for us!

Aah . . . that’s better!

Season’s Greetings! December 25, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Gratitude, Happiness, Less IS More, Life Balance.
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May your holidays be Merry & Bright . . . filled with Love Laughter & Light.

Aah . . . that’s better!

A Family Portrait December 23, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Art & Photography, Books & Movies, Less IS More.
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At Hollywood Studios, we enjoyed a sneak preview of the animated movie, Coco.

Here’s the cast of the show . . . before make-up and wardrobe:

And here they are in costume:

A picture perfect Family Portrait for the Coco Christmas Card:

Aah . . . that’s better!

A Sage Scarecrow December 21, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Gratitude, Humor, Life Balance, Travel & Leisure.
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While wandering around Hollywood Studios, we stopped to enjoy a Fried Green Tomato sandwich and fries at Rosie’s Cafe.

Rosie’s scary (and sage) scarecrow got my attention!

It reminded me that we are all on a one way journey!

So we might as well take chances!

So we did ~> riding the Hollywood Tower of Terror two times!

We didn’t let the hotel’s sloppy housekeeping keep us away . . .

Here’s how we looked mid-flight!

Emboldened and bolstered by our bravery, we rode the Rock ‘n Roll Coaster before calling it a night!

Aah . . . that’s better!

Hollywood Studios December 19, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Happiness, Magick & Mystery, Travel & Leisure.
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Hoping to enjoy a bit of Mickey Magic before the holidays, we headed to Hollywood Studios.

We ran into Woody outside Toy Story Mania . . .

We enjoyed the holiday greenery . . .

And the holiday tree . . .

We checked out an active construction zone . . .

Saw 3-foot-tall dominoes standing at attention . . .

And watched the natives having more fun than a barrel of monkeys . . .

As the sun started to set, we enjoyed more holly daze decor . . .

And ended the evening with a Jingle Bell, Jingle BAM!

Aah . . . that’s better!

 

Words of Wisdom December 16, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke.
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A pastor’s wife was expecting a baby, so he stood before the congregation and asked for a raise.

After much discussion, they passed a rule that, whenever the pastor’s family expanded, so would his paycheck.

After six children, this started to get expensive and the congregation decided to hold another meeting to discuss the pastor’s expanding salary.

A great deal of yelling and inner bickering ensued, as to how much the pastor’s additional children were costing the church, and how much more it could potentially cost.

After listening to them for an hour, the pastor rose from his chair and spoke, “Children are a gift from God, and we will take as many gifts as He gives us.”

Silence fell over the congregation.

In the back pew, a little old lady struggled to stand, and finally said in her frail voice, “Rain is also a gift from God, but when we get too much of it, we wear rubbers.”

The entire congregation said, “Amen.”

Aah . . . that’s better!

Source:  E-mail from unknown author (sent by Joe M.)

Follow The Dancing Bear! December 13, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Music & Dance, Travel & Leisure.
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After lunch at Be Our Guest, we enjoyed the (Toucan Tango Better Than One Can) show in the Enchanted Tiki room and then climbed around the Swiss Family Robinson treehouse.

On our way to Big Thunder Mountain RR to ride the coaster, we got spit on by a camel!

They should include some sort of warning to unsuspecting passers-by.

Maybe something like this:

As we continued our trek to Big Thunder Mountain RR, we got stuck in a Jamboree Jam.

Just follow the dancing bear!

These dudes had moves!

They grooved to the tunes!

They did the hokey pokey.

And turned themselves about!

And that’s what it’s all about!

After the Jamboree Jam cleared, we headed straight for Big Thunder Mountain.

Where we rode the rails not once but twice.

Whee!!!

And we remembered to abide by the rules!

We then settled our stomach on a soothing boat ride through It’s A Small World before heading for Cinderella’s Castle to see Elsa put a Frozen spin on the holiday decorations.

Here’s the before:

And here’s the after:

Before leaving the park, we had supper at Pinocchio Village Haus, went on a relaxing Riverboat cruise narrated by none other than Mark Twain, and soared over Never Never Land with Peter Pan.

Aah . . . that’s better!

Persistance Pays Off December 11, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Food & Drink, Gratitude, Humor, Travel & Leisure.
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Last week, during our last visit to the Magic Kingdom, we finally (after 3 failed attempts) had lunch at Be My Guest (from Beauty & the Beast fame) . . . without a reservation!

We had tried before with little success ~> the restaurant is booked six months in advance, so not many people get to enjoy lunch in the Beast’s castle . . . especially as “walk ins.”

We checked at the check-in kiosk at 1:30.  No cancellations.

And no getting past the armed guard.

The friendly hostess suggested we check back at 2:20.

We wandered around a bit, enjoying the holiday sites and sounds.

Including a quick visit to Gaston’s Tavern.

We returned to Be My Guest at 2:00.  No cancellations.

And still no way in.

The hostess suggested we check back in 15 minutes.  I said, “What if we just sit over there?  Will you call us over if you get a cancellation?”  She said sure.

The park was crowded, so we didn’t mind just sitting while watching throngs of people wander past.

Watching people is much better than being jostled by them.

After a few changes of the guard, BFF went up to make sure the folks on duty knew to call us over and he received a coveted rose ~> our admission ticket to lunch in the castle!

Without it, visitors never make it past the gargoyles and other guardians of the gate.

Huzzah!

Our persistence paid off and lunch was good!  BFF had a delicious bowl of Onion Soup . . . with Pomme Frites for dipping.

I enjoyed an equally delicious Potato Leek Soup.

Before leaving the castle, we snapped more of the holiday decor . . .

Enjoyed the wall art . . .

Watched Beast take Belle for a spin around the ball room . . .

And I got special permission to sit in the master’s chair which, as it turned out, was Much Too Big for me!

Aah . . . that’s better!

Learning To Cuss December 9, 2017

Posted by nrhatch in Food & Drink, Humor, Joke.
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 A 6-year-old and a 4-year-old are raking the yard.

Ryan, the 6-year-old, says, “You know what? I think it’s about time we started learning to cuss.  What do you think?”

Timothy, the 4-year-old, nods his head in approval.

Ryan continues, “When we go in for breakfast, I’m gonna say something with hell and you say something with ass.”

Timothy agrees with enthusiasm.

When their mother walks into the kitchen and asks Ryan what he wants for breakfast, he replies, “Aw, hell, Mom, I guess I’ll have some Cheerios.”

WHACK!

He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs to his room with his mother in hot pursuit.

His mom shuts Ryan in his room and says, “You can stay there until I say you can come out!”

She returns to the kitchen, looks at Timothy, and asks with a stern voice, “And what do YOU want for breakfast, young man?”

“I don’t know,” Timothy blubbers, “but you can bet your ass it won’t be Cheerios.”

Aah . . . that’s better!

Source:  E-mail from unknown author (sent by Joe M.)