Saturday, January 13, 2007

A Cold Saturday

Raggedy's Weather Outlook:
Overnight -17°F
Saturday 3°F
Saturday Night -11°F
Sunday -4°F
Sunday Night -24°F
M.L.King Day -9°F

Wind Chill: -36°F (-38°C)
This is the temp right now. When you add in our wind chills we will be in the minus 40’s for awhile.

The Bright Side:

“It's snowing still," said Eeyore gloomily.
"So it is." "And freezing." "Is it?"
"Yes," said Eeyore. "However," he said, brightening up a little,
"we haven't had an earthquake lately.” ~ A. A. Milne

Raggedy's Joke Pick:

A motorist was unknowingly caught in an automated speed trap that measured his speed using radar and photographed his car.

He later received in the mail a ticket for $40 and a photo of his car.

Instead of payment, he sent the police department a photograph of $40.

Several days later, he received a letter from the police that contained another picture, this time of handcuffs.

He immediately mailed in his $40.

Have A Wonderful Weekend!

Friday, January 12, 2007

Friday's Feast #126

Friday's Feast #1

What comes to mind when you see the color orange?

*A Washable Crayola orange marker that my daughter pronounces “Airenge”

Did you ever get in trouble while you were in school? If so, what was it for?

*Sneaking my dog, Sham, into my dorm room for a week when I was in college.

Which topping(s) make up your perfect pizza?

*Extra cheese, Canadian bacon, pineapple, green pepper and more cheese.

Main Course
Do you believe in UFOs/aliens/etc.? Why or why not?

*Absobloodylutely. Why not?

What color is your bedspread/comforter/quilt?


Thursday, January 11, 2007

Thursday Thirteen (13th)

"Hickphonics," ~ the language taught in all Southern schools.

From the Hickphonics/English dictionary:

1. BARD - verb. Past tense of the infinitive "to borrow." Usage: "My brother bard my pickup truck."

2. JAWJUH - noun. The State north of Florida. Capitol is Lanner. Usage: "My brother from Jawjuh bard my pickup truck." (Jawjuh=Georgia Lanner=Atlanta)

3. BAMMER - noun. The State west of Jawjuh. Capitol is Berminhayum. Usage: "A tornader jes went through Bammer an' left $20,000,000 in improvements." (Bammer=Alabama)

4. MUNTS - noun. A calendar division. Usage: "My brother from Jawjuh bard my pickup truck, and I ain't herd from him in munts." (Munts=Months)

5. IGNERT - adjective. Not smart. See "Arkansas native." Usage: "Them Bammer boys sure are ignert!" (Ignert=Ignorant)

6. ALL - noun. A petroleum-based lubricant. Usage: "I sure hope my brother from Jawjuh puts all in my pickup truck." (All=Oil)

7. TAR - noun. A rubber wheel. Usage: "Gee, I hope that brother of mine from Jawjuh don't git a flat tar in my pickup truck." (Tar=Tire)

8. RETARD - verb. To stop working. Usage: "My grampaw retard at age 65." (Retard=Retired)

9. FARN - adjective. Not local. Usage: "I cuddint unnerstand a wurd he sed....mus' be from some farn country."(Farn=Foreign)

10. DID - adjective. Not alive. Usage: "He's did, Jim." (Did=Died)

11. BOB WAR - noun. A sharp, twisted cable. Usage: "Boy, stay away from that bob war fence."(Bob War= Barbwire)

12. JEW HERE - Noun and verb contraction. Usage: "Jew here that my brother from Jawjuh got a job with that bob war fence cump'ny?"(Jew Here=did you hear)

13. GUMMIT - Noun. A bureaucratic institution. Usage: "Them gummit boys shore are ignert."(Gummit=Government)

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Wednesday, January 10, 2007

What is your Hippie Name?

“Remember that children, marriages, and flower gardens reflect the kind of care they get.” ~ H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

For the Chick's

Raggedy's Hippie Chick Name Is:


For the Dude's
Raggedy's Hubby Hippie Dude Name Is:


Have fun with this.
Find out your name and your friends names and call them that for the day.
Find out your families names and try it out on them.

Don't forget to leave a comment with your Hippie name.
Echo, Wildwind, Seed, Freesia, & Dude (Ted)


Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Poor Ted

My name is Teddy.
Sometimes they call me Ted but most commonly I am called Knucklehead.
I love the girl that owns me.

The little girl who owns me frequently racks her knuckles on the top of my head to make sure I am still a knucklehead. She used to try and pull my ears off so I consider the knock an improvement.
She has used my food to soak her feet in and I don’t mind.

She sometimes drops food that I am happy to scarf up. I am still all feet, awkward, clumsy, and my tail at times nocks stuff over especially when I am running around in tight circles as fast I can doing my spin to the door when I get to go outside. This is my second Christmas not very long ago I looked like this.

Santa was good to me.

I am not going to go into great detail about all my trials and tribulations but I want to share a few things that happened to me in the last few weeks.

Thing One

My Mom was sitting quietly in her reading chair reading a book.
The little girl who owns me was on the floor looking at me as I was lying down and resting near my Mom.

“Momma, is dat Teddy’s butt?”
Mom looks at what she is talking about.
“No, that is where Teddy goes pee. His butt is under his tail dear.”
Mom goes back to her book.
Now this little girl plays with my tail a lot. She ties things to it. She hangs on it so I can slide her across the kitchen floor. I just laid there relaxing and sleeping while she was busy messing around with my tail. All of the sudden…..I felt this little finger touch me right outside of my butt hole… In shock my head snapped up like lightning drawing the attention of my Mom. I was in shock just thinking Whoa!!!!!!! Whoa!!!!!!! Whoa!!! Mom Help!!!!

One look at Ted’s shocked face and I had to ask.
“What are you doiiiiiiiing?”
“I sink I found Teddy’s butt Momma!”
She was sitting all innocent holding up her finger to me, not even conscious of the fact that it is a dirty place to place your finger. I bit my tongue and explained to her that she is not to touch Teddy in certain places and marched her to the kitchen to wash her hands.

Thing Two

My Mom was in the computer room. I was with the girl that owns me in the dining room.
Plink, plink, plink, caching, ptt,pttt, plink…
Roaring laughter from the little girl who owns me…
Plink, plink, ctchink, plink, ptt ptt…
My Mom asks the little girl who owns me:
“What are you doiiiiiing?”
Through her laughter she says. “Joe give me some coyins!”
“Well what are you doing with the coins?”
“I am put dem in mine Teddy’s eayers.”
She was loading the dogs’ ears with coins and watching him shake his head as the coins went flying all over the place.
I picked up the coins and put them away before they broke a window or something. Why did we even bother buying her any toys? Her greatest joy is the little games she makes up by herself…
Poor Teddy….

This post was inspired from the great post at
Moogie’s World
Pass that Crown over here would ya Moogie?

Monday, January 08, 2007

Johnny Cash & Bob Dylan

Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Berthold Auerbach

Bob Dylan & Johnny Cash

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Sunday January 7, 2007

There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief. ~ Aeschylus

In Memory of

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