HAIR TINT AND TENNIS BALLS!

Hello everyone,

MORE photos I`m afraid of me and Kerry with Roman.  I really need to find more subject matter ,  but then I just can`t resist the little darling!

It`s been a lovely day here, sunny and warm, and Kerry and I sat in the garden this afternoon, all thoughts of job-hunting completely out of my mind.  Hmmm....I must get motivated and get out there and earn a crust.  This morning I was at the hairdressers getting my roots done and I was out in just under an hour because they weren`t very busy today.  Much as I like the girls there it`s nice to get out early and away from the smell of hair tint and perm lotion.

We are getting a new camera.   Jim ordered it last night and it will be delived soon.  He doesn`t want to take anymore pictures with the one I`m using now as he says (his words not mine) it`s rubbish!  Oh well, who am I to argue as I`ll use it more than he will and he can have this one back for his fishing photos.  For some reason the fishing camera doesn`t take pictures of people very well, just inanimate objects, which I suppose, fish are when out of the water.

We are having problems with our neighbours children and tennis balls.  It all started earlier in the summer when they started playing cricket in the back garden.  That in itself was not a problem, what was, however, was when the balls started flying over into our garden.  Nobody minds the odd ball in the garden but not at the rate we`ve been getting them.  We have been getting around 12 a day on average and both Jim and I have asked the kids nicely if could try and not keep knocking them over as Jake sits and waits for them to come over and then chews them to bits. A couple of times I`ve had to get bits of ball out of his throat.  Not very nice but even worse for him. I`ve also been concerned that a ball could hit Roman while we are sitting in the garden.  The last straw was when we returned from Canada.  We had over 30 balls in the garden, including a heavy cricket ball and a basket ball.  We had to search through the shrubs to make sure we had found them all.  This time we didn`t get them back and we are waiting for them to ask and then Jim will speak to their mother.  He is going to give them all back with the warning that it will be the last they see of any that come over in future.   Do you think we are being mean?  As a child I remember having neighbours that wouldn`t give our ball back, but then it wasn`t something that happened often. This to me is different, the `children` are 13 and 12, not little ones.  We have had enough now and surely they must be getting fed-up with buying new balls all the time!

That`s my moan over and done with...lol and now for some funnies.  I`ll leave you all now, so have a great day and take good care.

                     

 

Can You Believe it...?

November 1999, Florida

A Port St. John resident was never what neighbours would describe as friendly, ro they greeted news of his recent self-inflicted wound with amusement.  The man had been standing in his front yard aiming his gun at his neighbour`s dog with malevolent intent.  But his marksmanship proved lacking that day.  We he pulled the trigger, he hit his own foot instead of the dog and wound up suffering in hospital for his transgressions against man`s best friend.

What does the mother buffalo say when her boy leaves home?

`Bi-son.`

Two atoms are walking down the street.

The first one says, "Oh no, I just lost an electron."

The second one says, "Are you sure?"

And the first one replies, "I`m positive!"

 

What do you do if you see a blue frog?

`Stop and cheer him up.`