Green Green Grass of Home

Porter Wagner died Sunday. He wrote and sang The Green Green Grass of Home. When we were stationed in Turkey in 1965-1968, that was my favorite song. It was my first time out of the US. I was young and stayed home sick.
When we went to the movies, they played the national anthem and showed pictures of the states. They always showed great pictures of Florida.

We were stationed in Adana, Turkey which is a very backward area. The base maintained a bus for transportation to and from the base. We lived in an apartment complex that housed all Americans.

But it was close to the Mediterranean Sea. The base maintained a fuel depot there on the Mediterranean. We were allowed to visit on the week-ends, sleep on the beach and go swimming.

We combed through old ruins of castles on the tops of mountains. These ruins were in their natural state. Occasionally a few gypsy's would be found in the ruins. We were a stone's throw from Cyprus and Israel.

I should not have been so lonesome. There was so much to see. But when you are young it is hard to appreciate these things.

But Guyk, loving history like he does, went to the library and did a lot of reading on the area.

But you can't go back. The Turkey that we knew no longer exits. And our bodies will not allow us to climb mountains any more.

All is well with my world

Guyk wrote a good Sunday school lesson today. His whole blog was good today as usual.
His spirits have risen. I am glad he is no longer down and depressed.

Guyk needs to get all of his teeth pulled. We are making plans to go to Brunswick, Ga where a dentist is that takes our GI dental insurance. Our good friend Catfish has been instrumental in helping us find this dentist. We are going to take the trailer to Georgia in mid Jan. Guyk has an appointment on the 15 of Jan of 2008. Then comes the fun part of dentures.

There is a state park where we plan to park the trailer about 3 miles from the dentist's office. Guyk is hoping for some more good shrimp like Catfish brought us in Helen.

But all he can eat right now are soft foods. He has been needing to get this done for some time. It has now come to a must get this done.

But Guyk's spirits are high so all is right with my world.

The Tasmanian devil had an accident

Little Sister, the poodle pup, AKA Tasmanian Devil, went out side this am. As we came back in, she got out of the lease and went 90 miles an hour under the bed, back through the living room. As she left the living room she ran out of carpet and hit the tile in the kitchen. All of a sudden, her legs were out from under her and she went sliding. When she got up she was limping and she hasn't been the same since.

I was just bitching yesterday about her wanting me to play with her all the time. Well today she has just been very quiet. I felt bad that she hurt herself. Guyk said that children and puppies do these things. That she will be fine. I sure hope so. I miss my Tasmanian Devil.

Little Sister the poodle pup

I had such enjoyment reading down my blog roll yesterday. I didn't get very far because as soon as I set down here comes Little Sister the poodle pup wanting to play. We took a rope like Doyle told us to do, braided it and made a rope toy for Little Sister. She loves it. She wants to carry it everywhere. We put knots in it. She picks it up and shakes it and bangs the knots on the floor. She loves making an impact on her environment.

The same thing applies when I go to the bathroom. Here she comes with her rope toy to play. Play with me!

Wonders never cease! It is raining this morning and it is suppose to cool down a bit. It is about time since it is almost November.

Guyk missed one of his tests yesterday at the diagnostic center so he has to go back on Thursday for the last test.

We are having for lunch today the fresh water fish(can't spell) that Guyk and Paul caught at Rex's place this past Spring.

It is Wednesday so it is trash day. Guess I'll go put it out.

See you later.

My man is blue

Guyk is worried about his health. His MRI & MRA are tomorrow. When he knows how that came out, good or bad, he will have a little more information about the status of his eye. These tests are suppose to show if he has indeed had mini-strokes. If he has not had any stokes, then his eye loss could be low pressure glaucoma. They have ruled out everything else.

I missed his Sunday school lesson yesterday. He said he would work on it for next week. He is a little depressed so all you bloggers come by and say hi.

Thanks.

Getting back to regular routine

I forgot to say that I met V-Man at Helen. After we got home I remembered that I had met Kim. Then I remembered that Kim was V-Man. We didn't have a conversation but that was O.K. I am just an old lady and he is a man of the world. He is on my blog role.

It has been almost 2 weeks since I have exercised. After exercising this morning, my body is yelling at me. It will take a few days to get back into it and then the yelling will stop.

It actually rained this morning. We have been so dry.

I love having my laptop back.

Thanks.

It has been almost a week since I have sat down at my computer. Saturday morning my brother, Jim arrived at our campground. He spent the week-end with us. Before we left to go to the party in Helen, The Hermit and his wife Mariam stopped in to see us. It was great to meet them. They live close to my brother's home.

We took Jim with us to the party. Old friends at the party were Catfish,Erica,Jimbo,Denny,Leslie,


New friends that I met were
Dax Montana,
Elisson and his wife, (she who must be obeyed),Joan,Sam and Georgia, she did not write a blog, but she did drive a school bus. My brother also drives a school bus so they had a lot in common. Eric,and Zonker, who used to have a blog but got to busy with his job to keep up so he let the blog go, but he still comes to blog meets.

We left Monday morning and got home Tuesday afternoon. It took forever to unload the trailer and do the laundry. Then Thursday Guyk thought his computer was fried.

He took my laptop so I was without a computer. Guyk was in the dumps because he thought his computer was fried. Then help arrived in the name of Zonker. He helped Guyk get his computer back up and running.

So the moral of this story is go to blog meets because you never know when you will meet someone that will be able to help you. Just when you think your life has fallen apart help arrives and once more you are a blogger again.

Friday in Helen

Guyk and I found the nearest walmart from Helen. He stayed with the pups and I went shopping.

This afternoon Catfish brought Guyk 30 lbs of fresh shrimp. Guyk was very happy to get them.

We put the shrimp in bags and in the freezer. Guyk and Catfish have gone back to the party in town. Me and the pups stayed at the trailer, my choice.

We almost froze last night. There was frost on the grass this AM. We bought 2 blankets at walmart.

My brother who lives in Georgia is coming in the morning and spending the week-end with us. Have not seen him for a while. Looking forward to the visit.

It was a good day.

On The Road

We stayed here last night at Oconee Springs park. Pretty but a long way off the road. GuyK was tired and a little bit grumpy but after he ate supper he was better.




Guy took this picture of day breaking on the lake this morning.

What the hell is a meme?

JDP decided that I didn't have enough to do so he decided to tag me for this project, MEME. I had to go to the dictionary and look up the word, if it was a word. The dictionary stated it was an idea, behavior, style.

Guyk was also tagged by JDP so I went to his site to see how to do this.

My blog is a brand new baby. We bought a laptop computer for our vacation this past Spring. Guyk wanted to keep up with his blog while on vacation and also write about our blog meet in Kerrville, Tx. Since we now had two computers, Guyk likes his set on the desk, I wanted to have my own blog.

The worst thing in the world to be is ignorant. And when it came to the blog world, I was ignorant. I did not even know enough to be able to tell his blog world if he was no longer on this earth.

Guyk and many blog friends have helped me. They not only helped me but helped me very willingly and often gave me hints without my asking. And they still do.

My blog took the name of sweetthing because that is what Guyk called me in his blog. I took the name of nickel because when I worked outside my home my bosses often upgraded me to a nickel.

I love being able to blog. I love reading the blogs. I know this is going to be very interesting this coming year with the elections.

Chevy Rose, Jan, Sue, Maeve, and Nancy have been tagged for this crazy thing. Thanks a bunch.

Better to be safe than sorry.

Our local channel is showing how an employee at the landfill found $65,000 in a bag that an armored truck driver had dropped. What the armored driver was doing at the landfill was unknown. The employee is being eyed as a hero for turning the money in to her supervisor.

My theory is that there are so many people around and so many cameras around that it could be a set-up and loss of job and retirement, since it is a county job, would be the result if she did not turn it in and then got caught.

Better to be safe than sorry.

They had better be looking at the armored truck driver. Maybe he dropped it for a friend.

Getting ready for blog meet

We cleaned out our storage cabin and hauled off our old bedding today. Now all we have to do is get the travel trailer ready for the road so we are there for the blog meet.

Guyk has told me how excited he is at meeting old friends and new friends. I am too but not like he is. I stay on the shy side content to stay with my pups and read my book. We will have a good time. Looking forward to seeing all of you.

New bed

Guyk bought me a new bed for our bedroom this morning so we spend this afternoon in a christening session to break it in. We had a good time. We had to put Little Sister in her box since she likes to make it a three some when we are in the bed.

It actually rained this morning. We needed it badly. Guyk put down winter rye grass seed the other day and it has not rained until this AM.

It was a good day.