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Have you ever thought about the penny? Its value is seemingly insignificant. Communist China is trying to get it removed from circulation. Because of the explosive growth in China as a result of the modernization of the Chinese infrastructure, the cost of zinc and copper has risen so high that it now costs 1.23 cents to make each penny! If it did disappear, there would be a lot of rules of thumb cast to the wind. Here are some facts: One penny is three-quarters of an inch wide, weighs one tenth of an ounce, so 10 of them would weigh an ounce. Lay sixteen pennies in a line and you have one foot, stack them and you have an inch. A thousand pennies is only $10.00 worth of pennies, yet it weighs 6.25 pounds. If pennies are eliminated, everything would be rounded up to 5; you’ll pay more. Lincoln pennies made from 1909 to 1958 were designed by Victor D. Brenner. His initials V.D.B. were on a limited quantity of the 1909 pennies making it one of the most sought after pennies for collecting. The penny was the first U.S. coin to have IN GOD WE TRUST engraved on it. Lincoln faces to the right, while all other portraits on coins face to the left. This was not done on purpose -- it was simply the choice of the coin designer. Pennies were the very first coins minted in the USA. In March 1793, the mint distributed 11,178 copper cents.The Lincoln penny was first minted in 1909 the 100th anniversary of Lincoln’s birth. You cannot lose a bet of “heads or tails” when you flip a penny if you say “heads” and the reverse side comes up. There is a tiny statue of Lincoln on the “tails” side; his head is intact on the statue. If there were no pennies how could we validate…”A penny saved is a penny earned” and “A penny for your thoughts”?
The hole in your shirt that you put your arm through is called an armsaye.
Lucy was explaining to Charlie Brown, “Life is like a deck chair. Some people open theirs and put it behind them so they know where they’ve been. Some people open theirs and put it beside them so they know where they are. And some people open theirs and put it in front of them so they know where they’re going.” Charlie Brown thought about all this and said, “I can’t even get mine open.” So, how’ya doin’ with your deck chair?
A little boy comes down to breakfast. Since they live on a farm, his mother asks if he had done his chores. “Not yet," said the little boy. His mother tells him no breakfast until he does his chores. Well, he's a little teed off, so he goes to feed the chickens, and he kicks a chicken. He goes to feed the cows, and he kicks a cow. He goes to feed the pigs, and he kicks a pig. He goes back in for breakfast and his mother gives him a bowl of dry cereal. "How come I don't get any eggs and bacon? Why don't I have any milk in my cereal?" he asks. His mother says, "I saw you kick a chicken, so you don't get any eggs for a week. I saw you kick the pig, so you don't get any bacon for a week either. I saw you kick the cow so for a week you aren't getting any milk." Just then, his father comes down for breakfast and kicks the cat halfway across the kitchen. The little boy looks up at his mother with a smile, and says, "You gonna tell him or should I?"
Symbols, like !#@%, that used to indicate swearing or cursing in comic strips are called grawlix. It looks to have been coined by Beetle Bailey cartoonist Mort Walker around 1964. Though it's yet to gain admission to the Oxford English Dictionary, OED Editor-at-Large Jesse Sheidlower describes it as "undeniably useful, certainly a word, and one that I'd love to see used more."
I'm allergic to sun block. Thus, one of the reasons I stay inside. The other two reasons are: I don't like to get hot, and I'm either a witch or vampire, according to some of my former students. After giving a lengthy assignment which taught elements of research, organization, and logic, one student grumbled, "Yeesh, Mz. R., you're either a witch or vampire. A witch because this is mean and a vampire because your assignment is sucking the blood out of me having some fun." The classroom became deathly quiet, I looked at the kid, the kids all looked at me, then him. I slowly said, "Be real careful what you say to another. You may not realize who will surface when you least expect it. I've been known to invade dreams."
There are 293 ways to make change for a $1 bill. Start counting.
He who has a why can endure any how. -Friedrich Nietzsche, philosopher (1844-1900)
triskaidekaphobia (tris-ky-dek-uh-FO-bee-uh) noun
Fear of the number 13. [From Greek treiskaideka (thirteen), from treis (three) + kai (and) + deka (ten) + phobia (fear).] I've always like the sound of this word and the way it feels on my tongue as I say it. It's something about the flowing of the Tr, Sk, and K sounds that makes me feel like my fore-tongue and back-tongue are skipping in my mouth. Hmmm, that reason almost sounds like something Calvin would say to Hobbes. I love that cartoon panel and the philosophy of both of them.
My friend wrote to tell me about her son. “Griff was telling us a story at dinner, and dropping names of the kids in his class...Tony "the Toaster," Joey "Bag of Donuts," Eddie a.k.a. "Porkchop." I asked if he had a nickname, "Yeah, I'm known as the 'Button Pusher'." There’s a serious kindergarten mafia in our little town.”
I found this word and tongue-stumbled over it a few times before I got it correctly said. It takes a bit of thinking and planning when you start to pronounce it. Do not be discouraged, it will trip off your tongue like peanut butter. perspicaciousness (puhr-spi-KAY-shuhs-nes) noun Keenness of perception and discernment. [From Latin perspicere (to see through), from per- (through) + spicere, combining form of specere (to look). Ultimately from the Indo-European root spek- (to observe), which is also the ancestor of such words as suspect, spectrum, bishop (literally, overseer), espionage, despise, telescope, spectator, speculum, and spectacles. If you shut your door to all errors truth will be shut out. –Rabindranath Tagore, poet, philosopher, author, songwriter, painter, educator, composer, Nobel laureate (1861-1941) My daughter-in-law told me, “I just told CJ, ‘No running in the house.’ She promptly replies ‘I was galloping!’ My reply, ‘Let me clarify: no running, galloping, trotting, prancing or skipping in the house.’ She is at that age where she is finding "loop holes".”
I have a friend who is very dissatisfied with her job and boss. Her boss is selling the business to some of the employees and will be leaving soon after the sale. He is getting to be most difficult to deal with for her. Here is what she wrote to me: ($)#) (*%&@ *4#+ %_)@) *%$*_ !+! + (%)#()!@~~+! I CAN NOT WAIT UNTIL HE IS GONE!! I wrote to her, “I see you finally found the right keys to spell the words, huh?” I have a friend with a great sense of humor. She posted this: BREAKING NEWS: The Pity Train has just derailed at the intersection of Suck It Up & Move On, and crashed into We All Have Problems, before coming to a complete stop at Get the Heck Over It. Any complaints about how we operate can be forwarded to 1-800-waa-aaah with Dr. Sniffle reporting LIVE from WQBY (Well, Quitchur Bitchin', Y’all). Life doesn't revolve around you!
Sometimes, like last year with Hubby Dearest’s health issues, I was overwhelmed by what to pray for---there was so much. So, I became silent and visualized my beloved and where the issues were. Then I’d say, "Please take care of all that needs Your healing right there, and take care of the man." And, sometimes it was just, "Help him, please." I do this with others and non-people things, too. No matter how big or small, He listens. God doesn't care if you can speak many languages, are the epitome of articulate, or just say monosyllabic words, He knows what you mean and need-----He knows your heart.
umf (bumf) noun…Unwanted or uninteresting printed matter such as governmental forms, legal documents, junk mail, promotional pamphlets, etc. [Short for bum fodder, slang for toilet paper.] I could add to this, but it’s not printed: dust, dirty clothes on the floor, boiled okra, clutter, etc. The list goes on and on.
This is so good. If you like corn casseroles, you’ll probably like this one. Just think how yummy this will be in August when it’s corn season. I put crushed cheese crackers on the top for some crunch. Oh yum, yum.
Sour Cream Corn Casserole
1/2 cup butter, softened; 1 cup sour cream; 1 egg
1 (16 ounce) can whole kernel corn, drained
1 (16 ounce) can cream style corn, undrained
1 (9 ounce) package corn muffin mix
1 cup grated Cheddar cheese ¾ C crushed cheese crackers (optional)
Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. In large bowl, mix together butter, sour cream and egg. Stir in cans of corn and corn muffin mix. Spoon the mixture into buttered 2-quart casserole dish. Bake for 45 minutes. Add cheese and stir well; put the crushed cheese crackers on the top. Bake an additional 15 minutes, or until dish is slightly puffed.
What fills the heart shows in the face. Last April, Brenduhh came over in tears. I didn’t think she’dbe as upset as she was 3 days after her wedding. I asked her what was wrong. She sobbed, “Well, you know we saved money and spent our honeymoon in my house. The wedding night was a disaster. It wasn’t even consummated. I asked him why he wasn’t interested in consummating our marriage. He said he was, but it was Lent. I asked him who he loaned it to.” I found my psychology 201 book and started to read. To every man is given the key to the gates of heaven; the same key opens the gates of hell. –Proverb This has me think of chocolate for a woman, fancy car for a man, and a drum/whistle/horn for a child. I have a girlfriend who has made herself terribly busy….too busy to come over and have tea. I wrote to her, “Why are you so busy? At your age you need to slow down. I have. Now I leave a silver trail as I travel.” For sleep, riches and health to be truly enjoyed, they must be interrupted. -Jean Paul Richter, writer (1763-1825) ‘Think about it; I’m sure you’ll understand its full meaning. Recently one of my friends was expressing her condolences to me at the passing of my husband. She told me, “Stay busy, keep thinking about the good memories, indulge yourself every now and then, and don’t be a widow.” I quizzically looked at her and asked, “Since I AM a widow, how can I not BE a widow?” She red-faced replied, “Oh, you know how widows are, they stay to themselves, hole-up in their homes, and talk very little.” I laughed, “Well, since I have 2 teens it will be difficult to ‘stay to myself’. My home keeps me busy because it is so big, and talking very little isn’t in the picture either. With the unsolicited sales people, the insurance companies, banks, hospital(s), and various charities calling me, I won’t be talking very little. I know that’s a relief to you, and thanks for the advice.”
Y’all take care of yourselves. Trudy J
