AD SPACE
From my front porch
Mavis Gonshorowski“Too many cob webs in the rafters” could certainly be my motto for the past couple of weeks.
There are times when I nod off to sleep with the daily activities and “did I?” or “didn’t I?” on my mind. Well, such was the case a couple of weeks ago on a Wednesday evening...the thought almost made me fly out of bed, but I knew it was useless. The Tribune had already went to press. Come Thursday morning, just as sure the sun rises in the east, there it was...I had spelled Chantal’s name three different ways in her article!
Last week was another goof...I omitted Steve Collins’ name from the list of EMTs.
My apologies to Chantal and Steve.
I certainly hope the saying “it’s gotta get worse before it gets better” doesn’t always hold true. If it does, I smell t-r-o-u-b-l-e!
As for the cob webs, perhaps a couple of smacks with the keyboard will knock them loose!
* * * *
The GMR graduating class of 2008, impressive in their caps and gowns, made their final trip down the aisle in the Greenbush School gymnasium last Sunday afternoon. It was an impressive ceremony. Just listening to the strains of “Pomp and Circumstance” put a lump in one’s throat. Because grandson Cody Langaas, our oldest grandchild, was among the graduates, it was with greatest pride for this Grandma to see this young man, who it seems was just yesterday a toddler, now all grown up.
Where has the time gone? I don’t know, but I do know that I have been blessed with 18 plus years of the best memories a Grandma could ever ask for! Thank you, Cody John Langaas, you will forever have a special place in my heart!
* * * *
A “tip of the ol’ golf club” to Vanessa Burkel and Allison Waage, BGMR golfers, who have earned the right to go to the state tourney!
And how about those BGMR softball players...those determined gals dug in their heels, staged a fantastic come back, and they, too, are headed for state! Congrats to each and everyone of you...BEST OF LUCK!
* * * *
The weather in this neck of the woods continues to be on the cool side with a little rain freshening things up now and then. No need to crank up the air conditioning yet!
The coolness hasn’t hampered the farm fields from bursting forth with the fruits of the farmers’ labor. Lookin’ good!
Frost has been in the forecast even this last week, so gardeners are a bit hesitant about planting that which grows above the ground.
For those who love rhubarb, it can’t grow fast enough. With so many wonderful rhubarb recipes out there, just thinking about it makes one’s taste buds flare up.
* * * *
My trusty lawn mower came out of the garage for the first time last week. It was good to be “back in the saddle”. I was pleased; the yard looked really nice when all was done. However, it seems as though I no more than turned around and what should appear but those yellow flowers, the ones known as dandelions. I sometimes wonder if they have a secret code...”Hurry up, lay down, here comes the old lady with her lawn mower and she’s got it cutting low!”
* * * *
This week’s giggle corner: (Thanks Laurie!)
Morris and his wife Esther went to the state fair every year, and every year Morris would say, “Esther, I’d like to ride in that helicopter.”
Esther always replied, “I know Morris, but that helicopter ride is $50, and $50 is $50.”
One year Esther and Morris went to the fair, and Morris said, “Esther, I’m 85 years old. If I don’t ride that helicopter, I might never get another chance.”
To this, Esther replied, “Morris, that helicopter ride is $50, and $50 is $50.”
The pilot overheard the couple and said, “Folks, I’ll make you a deal. I’ll take the both of you for a ride. If you can stay quiet for the entire ride and not say a word, I won’t charge you! But if you say one word, it’s $50.
Morris and Esther agreed and up they went. The pilot did all kinds of fancy maneuvers, but not a word was heard. He did his daredevil tricks over and over again, but still not a word!
When they landed, the pilot turned to Morris and said,”By golly, I did everything I could to get you to yell out, but you didn’t. I’m impressed!”
Morris replied, “Well, to tell you the truth, I almost said something when Esther fell out, but you know, $50 is $50.”
Warning: extract() [function.extract]: First argument should be an array in /usr/local/www/data-dist/newpage1/static/tribune/right.html on line 14
From my front porch
Mavis Gonshorowski
“Too many cob webs in the rafters” could certainly be my motto for the past couple of weeks.
There are times when I nod off to sleep with the daily activities and “did I?” or “didn’t I?” on my mind. Well, such was the case a couple of weeks ago on a Wednesday evening...the thought almost made me fly out of bed, but I knew it was useless. The Tribune had already went to press. Come Thursday morning, just as sure the sun rises in the east, there it was...I had spelled Chantal’s name three different ways in her article!
Last week was another goof...I omitted Steve Collins’ name from the list of EMTs.
My apologies to Chantal and Steve.
I certainly hope the saying “it’s gotta get worse before it gets better” doesn’t always hold true. If it does, I smell t-r-o-u-b-l-e!
As for the cob webs, perhaps a couple of smacks with the keyboard will knock them loose!
* * * *
The GMR graduating class of 2008, impressive in their caps and gowns, made their final trip down the aisle in the Greenbush School gymnasium last Sunday afternoon. It was an impressive ceremony. Just listening to the strains of “Pomp and Circumstance” put a lump in one’s throat. Because grandson Cody Langaas, our oldest grandchild, was among the graduates, it was with greatest pride for this Grandma to see this young man, who it seems was just yesterday a toddler, now all grown up.
Where has the time gone? I don’t know, but I do know that I have been blessed with 18 plus years of the best memories a Grandma could ever ask for! Thank you, Cody John Langaas, you will forever have a special place in my heart!
* * * *
A “tip of the ol’ golf club” to Vanessa Burkel and Allison Waage, BGMR golfers, who have earned the right to go to the state tourney!
And how about those BGMR softball players...those determined gals dug in their heels, staged a fantastic come back, and they, too, are headed for state! Congrats to each and everyone of you...BEST OF LUCK!
* * * *
The weather in this neck of the woods continues to be on the cool side with a little rain freshening things up now and then. No need to crank up the air conditioning yet!
The coolness hasn’t hampered the farm fields from bursting forth with the fruits of the farmers’ labor. Lookin’ good!
Frost has been in the forecast even this last week, so gardeners are a bit hesitant about planting that which grows above the ground.
For those who love rhubarb, it can’t grow fast enough. With so many wonderful rhubarb recipes out there, just thinking about it makes one’s taste buds flare up.
* * * *
My trusty lawn mower came out of the garage for the first time last week. It was good to be “back in the saddle”. I was pleased; the yard looked really nice when all was done. However, it seems as though I no more than turned around and what should appear but those yellow flowers, the ones known as dandelions. I sometimes wonder if they have a secret code...”Hurry up, lay down, here comes the old lady with her lawn mower and she’s got it cutting low!”
* * * *
This week’s giggle corner: (Thanks Laurie!)
Morris and his wife Esther went to the state fair every year, and every year Morris would say, “Esther, I’d like to ride in that helicopter.”
Esther always replied, “I know Morris, but that helicopter ride is $50, and $50 is $50.”
One year Esther and Morris went to the fair, and Morris said, “Esther, I’m 85 years old. If I don’t ride that helicopter, I might never get another chance.”
To this, Esther replied, “Morris, that helicopter ride is $50, and $50 is $50.”
The pilot overheard the couple and said, “Folks, I’ll make you a deal. I’ll take the both of you for a ride. If you can stay quiet for the entire ride and not say a word, I won’t charge you! But if you say one word, it’s $50.
Morris and Esther agreed and up they went. The pilot did all kinds of fancy maneuvers, but not a word was heard. He did his daredevil tricks over and over again, but still not a word!
When they landed, the pilot turned to Morris and said,”By golly, I did everything I could to get you to yell out, but you didn’t. I’m impressed!”
Morris replied, “Well, to tell you the truth, I almost said something when Esther fell out, but you know, $50 is $50.”
Action Ads
Warning: extract() [function.extract]: First argument should be an array in /usr/local/www/data-dist/newpage1/static/tribune/right.html on line 35