The Garden Gnome has been around for a long time. They have visited more destinations throughout the globe than I will ever have the privilege of doing. This has been proven and is extensivley documented. That’s ok I don’t mind so much, we have Ted. He is now a part of our family. I named him as my wife and I browsed the shelves at our local Target. He was conceived in Germany, made in China and purchased in the Great State of Texas. So I guess he has already existed in one form or another on three continents. I have a feeling that Gnomes are loosing their appeal. They have peaked in popularity. That’s ok though I may be a late adopter but I was brought up to “dance the with the one that brought you.” So Ted has a home in front of our large oak tree. The only competition that Ted may have one day is the Pink Flamingo. I doubt that a saintly St. Francis or a serene Buddha would pose any threat to our chubby friend. So Ted, with all that you have been through. I have to say, Welcome To The Family.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived. — General George S. Patton
This is the most snow that the Dallas/Fort Worth Metroplex has experienced since 1978. I suppose that makes it something for the record books. It was serene and beautiful and felt like a vintage postcard far from the time and place that I know.
Today I did what men are meant to do, move furniture. My lovely wife has told me for a while now that we have needed a new sofa. Unfortunately our feline daughter has a destructive streak in her. When it comes to furniture she is an extreme Vandal. Paws and claws have destroyed our couch so badly that we are embarrassed to have company. After years of blatant hinting from my wife we finally did it. We bought a new sofa. I was reluctant at first but things are great as our cat Sasha has been on her best behaviour. I never thought I would say this but I am actually enjoying our new sofa. I felt pretty good about myself as I loaded our new sofa in the bed of my father’s truck. There were a couple of ladies that had their eyes on the very sofa that my wife and I scored. I could see their humbled husbands look at me and think bastard. Not to say that I don’t know that feeling, believe me I do. However today was the day that this hunter killed the giant Mastodon. There was not much too it, all I had to do was be sure that we were the first ones at Costco. There was a time in my life when the futon was high luxury. It was the ultimate piece of many university bachelor pads. Now I know that this is no longer true, thanks to the woman who introduced me to high thread Egyptian Cotton sheets. I have to say that I do feel enlightened as I notice all three of us lounging comfortably on our new sofa.