Who's been a bad blogger?

Heeeee!  When I typed "bad blogger" the first time up there in the title, it came out "baG blogger".

Bag blogger?  wtf?

I am always curious when I do things like that if they are Freudian slips or if they are just clumsy fingers.

So here's the deal, I was in a training the week before last learning to be an Infant Massage Educator. And this past week at a Doula Training.  In the middle of the classes was Easter weekend and my car's breakdown.  Been a busy time at Chez Lisa Pie, is what it has been.

Can you even flipping believe that it is May?

MAY????

Already?

You know what this means, don't you?  I am already behind making my Christmas plans.  If I am going to call myself a person who makes and handcrafts all my gifts they I need to be more on the ball with the planning and creating, don't I?

So I am asking for all ideas on things I can make for gifts.  Any ideas are welcome.  My criteria is that the gifts should be things that are welcome, consumable if possible, environmentally friendly, and it would be even better if they were meaningful for the recipient.  Oh, and it should have no parts that are stamped Made in China.  I am boycotting Made in China what with their shitty faux drugs, tainted pet food and melamine (plastic) in infant formula.  Shame on them and their no-standards-selves.

Any ideas?

Now, on to something completely different.

~~~~  The Reading of the Obits!  ~~~~


Oh, how I wish I could share some of these photos with you!  I just adore the old pics from the '40s and '50s.  Cute hair-dos and earbobs, abound!

There was an absolutely precious photo of Helen Ruth who "passed from this life into the loving arms of the Lord".

Next we come to this one: "Our Lord called Adelina to his heavenly home."

This one was really clever: "Celeste was escorted by angels to her eternal home."

I loved this one.  This man was a professional baseball player and "was known to many as the man who struck out Mickey Mantle and he was proud to let people know it with the newspaper clipping he carried in his wallet."

**How cool is that?


Ok, you will love the story told in the next obituary.  It would make a great novel or a movie.

"At the age of 14, after traveling along 19 days, on a ship from China to California, he arrived in San Antonio in 1938. He attended an American school and slo attended the Chinese school working alongside his father and brothers at Sunny Side Grocery Store. It was there that he learned his great work ethic. He eventually moved to Laredo, Texas where he managed the Shanghai Cafe and that was where he met his future wife."

**See?  Isn't that a great story?  It goes on to say that after retirement, he and his wife traveled to China, Mexico and took cruises.


Then we came to one of a man that I actually knew.  Many years ago we were in the same area and I knew of him back then.  After listing all him many civic and charitable accomplishments his family had this to say "He lived his life based on Christian principles, especially to help others in need. He exemplified honesty, integrity and a work ethic that he passed on to his children. His glass was always half full."

Best and most wonderful names belongs to the obituary of Miss Lilly Pearl who was born in Crabapple Creek.  She was married to Chester Louis and sister to Herbert.  She was an avid rose grower and a "consulting rosarian" with the San Antonio Rose Society.

**If my name were Lilly, I might have raised lillies rather than roses.


And I am sorry to do this but it has to be done.  The family that gets the You People Should Not Be Allowed to Bestow Stupid Names on Innocent Babes award includes these:

Julio Cesar

Misty

Krystal (like the burgers??)

Channce

Codie

Cash Bailey

and bringing up the rear . . .

Canyen.

This is closely followed by the Family with the Worst Nicknames:

Debbie = Booboo

John = Big Boy

Last but not least, since he was alphabetically last we come to Mr. Kenneth Wayne W. who will be dearly missed by his friends and loyal rat terrier, Clyde.

**Awwww.  No family?  Just friends and a loyal rat terrier?  How sad.  There were no services listed either.  R.I.P. Mr. Kenneth Wayne.  


I sure hope one of his friends takes Clyde and gives him a good home.