Frankie and Slim

Frankie and Slim
Happy New Year

Tuesday, September 24, 2013


I am behind on commenting.  Why?  I have been busy getting ready for an important visitor.  My best friend from elementary school and Junior high is coming to visit today.  I pick her up at the airport in Tulsa at Noon.  I will catch up on my blog visits soon.

We hope to visit and giggle and act like kids again.  I even bought potato chips and french onion dip:)

See you all soon with stories to share:)
Ann and Janet, May, 2009

Monday, September 23, 2013


Question Of The Week 9-23-13

What would you select for that last meal if you were on death row. 


Why would you be on death row?

Saturday, September 21, 2013


I had to pee.
Will just run out and quickly take care of chickens and cats first.
Wig-less, wearing pajamas.
Ran back in – second door inside utility room had locked behind me.
No problem, have key to den door hidden outside.
Get key.
Problem – deadbolt is locked also requiring another key that is inside (along with car keys, cell phone, and bathrooms and Slim the wonder dog.)
I have to pee worse.
I am not presentable to seek help from neighbors.
Try to pry open inside door with hoe.
Go to Ron's shop and locate crowbar.
Kittens are following me around tripping me every step.
Work for 30 minutes trying to pry open door while Slim sleeps inside.
Finally get in knowing what a great security door that USED TO BE:(
Two text messages and two voice mails and no one wondering where I am not even Slim.
Somehow I sense Ron laughing.

Key, Hoe, Crowbar
Result of my handiwork:(

Friday, September 20, 2013


Shopping at Cheapo-Depot
Celebrating his birthday.
Touring the engine room of a Navy destroyer.  Undoubtedly these engine rooms are where the bandana carrying started.
There was never a time Ron would be caught without a red bandana in his pocket.  Even in the hospital you could see him walking with his gown open in the back and a bandana tucked in the waist of his boxers.  The grandchildren were always delighted when they got to carry one of his handkerchiefs.

So I have to tell this favorite story once again:

We attended Michael's Christmas play several years back. He was in the Angel Choir. The angels wore white wings, white robes, and white halos. Grandpa and I both looked at each other at the same time when we saw Michael, as if in slow motion, sniff first, then start pulling up his robe and reaching into his back pocket and before we could warn anyone, Michael pulled out the huge splash of red bandana he had borrowed from Grandpa before the play. He slapped it in this sea of white with quite a flair and blew his nose. The audience cracked up and my daughter, directing the play, turned to glare at us.

Wednesday, September 18, 2013


I took our new pastor to lunch at Montana Mike's yesterday.  We not only ate chicken fried steak with mashed potatoes and gravy but we shared this huge brownie and ice cream dessert.   I believe the sin is gluttony.

At the end of the day when I put the chickens to bed, I also indulged in some moon shine:)

Forgive the horrible pictures but I only had my cell phone camera to use.

Monday, September 16, 2013


Question Of The Week 9/16/13

If you were able to have your own TV show, what would it be about?

Granny Annie's Reality TV Show:)


Thursday, September 12, 2013


Happy, happy, joy, joy:)
The story unfolds.
Beth has $1,000 to buy a car. 
Her Houston grandparents gave her the same amount they gave her brothers when they were looking for cars.  Beth anticipated finding an old reliable but well used car much like her brothers found with their $1,000.

Granny Annie is having lunch at the Senior Center.  Her table mate Jane is talking about a car for sale.  She does not want to sell it to boys in their town because she does not want to see them driving it around and popping wheelies, etc.  This car is Jane's baby and she is the original owner of this loaded 1999 Chevrolet that only has 74,000 miles on it. She really likes it when Granny Annie says her granddaughter is looking for a car.  Jane would like to sell it to a girl and really would like to sell it to someone out of town so she doesn't have to see it all the time.  The little car is loaded and listed blue book for $3800.  Jane says she will sell it to Beth for $1,000.  Granny Annie tries not to faint and fall in the floor.

Yesterday after the test drive and after having a mechanic check out the vehicle the money was paid and the car was transferred to Beth's ownership. 

Reasons Jane says she gave us such a good deal.
1. It would be driven by a girl.
2. Jane was in the Navy for 30 years.
3. Jane noticed Ron's "Senior Chief" emblem on my truck. 

"The Senior Chief always has eyes on everything" Jane said.

Monday, September 09, 2013


Question Of The Week 9-9-13

How about some Ben Franklins or his pals?


Thursday, September 05, 2013


Yes there was another post here yesterday.  It was both religious and political.  I deleted it even though it was a good post and several friends commented.  Once in a while I get on a soap box. Plus it took me away from my personal vow not to take my blog in that direction anymore. There were doubts lingering after I posted it and my daddy always said, "When in doubt, don't". 

Now I feel bad about it because my friends who commented made some really great statements.  Perhaps I am just in a funk. 

Have you ever deleted one of your posts after others have commented?

At least can leave the responses.  Thanks friends.

Cliff has left a new comment on your post

Oxymorons come in many shapes and sizes. (and definitions)

♥ Sonny ♥ has left a new comment on the post 

LOVE is all there Is.

Love you Bunches ad Bushels and Barrels plum full Annie.


Kerry has left a new comment on the post :

It's crazy isn't it? Makes me hum Lennon's "Imagine" in my head.

Brighid has left a new comment on the post
 Tis to weep... that the divides among us are becoming huge chasms...

Olga has left a new comment on the post 

And then there are all the other religions and their factions. Yikes!

Monday, September 02, 2013


Question Of The Week 9-02-13

What job/career/profession causes you to say: I am so happy I do NOT have that job?

Bean counters unite:)