I don't see these very often

Tuesday 11/23/2009 started with this awesome sunrise.

Monday night I had just returned from New Zealand, so I thought I would sleep in on Tuesday. Not much of a surprise that I didn't, as I rarely sleep past 7am I am so glad I woke up in time, to see this lovely sunrise.

Can you guess

What this building, located in a school yard, was used for?

To get started with posts on my New Zealand visit, I decided to begin with a little bit of interesting information. I know readers from New Zealand, would perhaps recognize the little building, those from other countries , probably not.

Waaay back, when I was a child attending school, there were occasions when a student who had just finished a visit to this little building, would come to our classroom bringing the dreaded news that your presence was expected post haste, in the ....... DENTAL CLINIC!!!!!
Ohhhh how I remember those days. The chill which descended upon me when my name was called to go to the dental clinic. I still remember the drill, which was driven using a foot pedal, not like the electric high speed machines of today, so it seemed to a youngster like myself, that if the dental nurse did not keep the speed constant, the drill would slow down causing all kinds of nasty sensations. Shiver
One positive I do remember from my visits to the 'house of horrors' was the small bribe gift the dental nurse would give us for being brave. It was usually a simplified doll, butterfly or some kind of creative object, made from one of those small log shaped pieces of cotton, used to stuff inside your cheek, or between gum and lips, to keep the area being worked on dry.
The photo of the now boarded up dental clinic, was taken as I strolled past a school during my visit to New Zealand.

Happy Thanksgiving

From our home to your home, have a wonderful day.
Keewee and Mr.C

Sorry

I will not be able to blog about my holiday in New Zealand until I get back home.

Dog for sale

A guy is driving around the back woods of Montana and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: 'Talking Dog For Sale ' He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.

The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever sitting there.


'You talk?' he asks.
'Yep,' the Lab replies.
After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says 'So, what's your story?'

The Lab looks up and says,
'Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.'
'I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.' 'I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired.'

The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.

'Ten dollars,' the guy says.

'Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?'

'Because he's a liar. He never did any of that stuff!!!

It is here at last

Wednesday morning at 11am I will be boarding the Whidbey Seatac shuttle on the first leg of my journey to New Zealand.

I leave Seattle at 3:51 pm and fly to San Fransisco, 2hr 8 min. 679 miles. From there to Auckland NZ, 13hr 10 min. 6531 miles, then take another flight to Wellington, 1 hr.299 miles.

I know I am going to feel the effects of being on the go for all those hours, but really happy to be visiting my family.





The main purpose of my visit to NZ, is for the 40th birthday celebration of my daughter Tina.
I have kept the secret of my upcoming visit since last April when I booked my ticket.
There were a couple of times I nearly slipped up and told Tina I was going to be there for her birthday, but caught myself just in time.
Yesterday Tina was given the news that she was to meet me at the airport in Wellington, and I hear she is very excited.
I will also be visiting my two younger brothers, and doing a little salt water fishing, if the weather co-operates.
A few weeks ago I received an email from Sandie, who was my bridesmaid, a zillion years ago. We had lost touch over the years, so we are hoping to be able to connect, and catch up on all the happenings of the past 40 years. Yikes! has it been that long.

I am also hoping to visit with Dinzie and Mcdinzie, who have become blogger friends.

When I booked my ticket last April, I thought November was such a long time away, now I am wondering where the time went.

Have You Ever

Had One Of Those Days?

Where you felt compelled, to tell someone what you really think of them.

I recently had the misfortune to be an onlooker in a situation where a person, had quite obviously input some wrong information into their computer, which in turn screwed up all their inventory, and the person insisted it was the program or PC's fault WHAAAAT??????
The PC and program was changed out for a whole new system, but still, this person would not listen to the individual trying to help them, instead the person, insisted that all they did ( whiny voice) was enter in the relevant information for the day, and nothing else. Yeh right! They only way things could have gone wrong was by operator error.
I have condensed the story as there is a whole lot more to the picture, but you get the idea. There are folk out there who would rather walk on hot coals than admit that perhaps they had made an error. Sheesh!
A quote from someone I hold dear "you can't argue with stupidity"
You would have been proud of me as I really, really, wanted to tell the "stupid one" to shut up and listen. Well at least that is the ladylike version. *grin*