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Good morning, fellow Roomies!
My Thursday trip to have lunch with a former co-worker turned into something of a safari!
After driving for 45 min, I was about 1/2 way there when I crested a hill to find my way completely blocked by DOT (Department of Transportation) barriers that proclaimed ROAD CLOSED!!!
We've had unprecedented flooding in that area a few weeks ago, and apparently 1 of the several bridges was washed out. I'm not sufficiently familiar with that area to be able to figure out short cuts, so I decided to trust my GPS. (An Aside Note: We have several voices and accents to choose from for the GPS advisor, and my husband had selected a female voice with a British accent because she is by far the easiest to hear clearly and understand. My hubby being the character that he is, has named "her" Vicky, after Queen Victoria!)
"Vicky" safely guided me through countless little back roads and got me there just fine! The only difference was the TIME: It took me 3 hours to get there instead of 2. But in all fairness to Vicky, I had to back track for a good 20 minutes to get to a new starting point. And you can't go very fast on those back roads because they're twisty AND the little towns LOVE speeders because they need the revenue from the speeding tickets! BUT not from me!
After a lovely lunch with my friend, I visited another friend (bringing a small tin of tuna for the cats, venison jerky for the dog and a bottle of red wine for my friend.) After another lovely visit, Vicky guided me home once again. The homeward trip was SLIGHTLY shorter- 2.5 hours, but quite successful.
So Friday, I was totally wiped out!!!! Am feeling much more perky today and am off to lunch with my "Tribe."
Have a lovely day, and I will pop in later.
Oh, yes: I am happy to find out that my little mud turtle, Jacques, is actually an EASTERN mud, and not a Mississippi mud, as I had originally been told. It doesn't really matter in the long run, and I'm sure Jacques knows what he is, but I like knowing. Thanks to forum member Berkeley for clearing that up!
Toodles!!!
My Thursday trip to have lunch with a former co-worker turned into something of a safari!
After driving for 45 min, I was about 1/2 way there when I crested a hill to find my way completely blocked by DOT (Department of Transportation) barriers that proclaimed ROAD CLOSED!!!
We've had unprecedented flooding in that area a few weeks ago, and apparently 1 of the several bridges was washed out. I'm not sufficiently familiar with that area to be able to figure out short cuts, so I decided to trust my GPS. (An Aside Note: We have several voices and accents to choose from for the GPS advisor, and my husband had selected a female voice with a British accent because she is by far the easiest to hear clearly and understand. My hubby being the character that he is, has named "her" Vicky, after Queen Victoria!
)"Vicky" safely guided me through countless little back roads and got me there just fine! The only difference was the TIME: It took me 3 hours to get there instead of 2. But in all fairness to Vicky, I had to back track for a good 20 minutes to get to a new starting point. And you can't go very fast on those back roads because they're twisty AND the little towns LOVE speeders because they need the revenue from the speeding tickets! BUT not from me!
After a lovely lunch with my friend, I visited another friend (bringing a small tin of tuna for the cats, venison jerky for the dog and a bottle of red wine for my friend.) After another lovely visit, Vicky guided me home once again. The homeward trip was SLIGHTLY shorter- 2.5 hours, but quite successful.
So Friday, I was totally wiped out!!!! Am feeling much more perky today and am off to lunch with my "Tribe."
Have a lovely day, and I will pop in later.
Oh, yes: I am happy to find out that my little mud turtle, Jacques, is actually an EASTERN mud, and not a Mississippi mud, as I had originally been told. It doesn't really matter in the long run, and I'm sure Jacques knows what he is, but I like knowing. Thanks to forum member Berkeley for clearing that up!
Toodles!!!
My friend Barbara sent me this email, and it really DID make my day!!!!
So I decided to share with my Roomies.
I wish I had known about this game beforehand- I would have loved to attend!
"A heartwarming 5 minute read -
Mad Basketball - basketball like you've never seen it!
This Summer our young friend, Jake, went to a special day camp for mentally
& physically disabled youth. Basketball was one of the activities. The
kids ranged from teens to 20's & many disabilities were represented. Some
struggled to walk & control their bodies, some didn't. All had some mental
dysfunction. Jake does fairly well physically & at 22 years old, acts like
about 13 (?). Although slightly gawky, he's a handsome guy. With Summer
camp coming to an end the campers decided they wanted to have a real
basketball game to end the season. They wanted a lot of things &, always
supportive, Jake's parents & others, committed to make it happen. We rec'd
this email from Jake's mother:
"Just wanted to let any interested fans know that this Sunday, at the gym at
Pelican Park (a parish facility with a regulation size court), there will be
a very special basketball game. Jake and his camp buddies have been
practicing their mad basketball skills all summer and will be playing a game
(against each other) for public viewing. They have been trying so hard and
are a lot of fun to watch. You just never know what will happen, but
undoubtedly they will make you smile.
Anyway, they decided early on that they needed a team bus, uniforms,
cheerleaders, a paper ring to bust through on entering the court, lots of
adoring fans...and the list goes on. We decided to do the best we could to
give it to them! We have a bus (Mr. Kelvin, the school bus driver,
volunteered), Pelican Park is providing jerseys, we have Mandeville High's
cheerleaders volunteering and an announcer, a referee, paper ring and
finally, we think a good number of fans.
If you have time and would like to be in that number, we would love for you
to come and so would Jake, of course. It should be great fun!
Thanks,..."
Sunday found Fred & Barbara standing in one of the two parallel lines of
cheering fans outside the Pelican Park gym as the players burst from the bus
& ran (& hobbled) through the lines of fans & into the gym locker room.
The fans
followed taking seats in the bleachers. Once the announcer, the coach &
the stripped-shirt referee were ready, the teams exited the locker room,
tore through the huge decorated paper disk & took positions on the court
while the cheerleaders & pep squad excited the crowd with their cheer
routines! The pep squad were girls from the high school special section &
were
dressed in red shorts, black T-shirts & big red glitter bows in their hair,
mostly ponytails. All had Down's Syndrome.
Let the game begin!
Have you ever seen a game where both teams win?! Where the opposing team
cheers when the competitors make a point? Where the best player will hand
the ball to a teammate giving him a chance to shoot a basket? That's the
way these kids play Mad Basketball, always supporting each other. Talk
about sportsmanship! This is the way the world should be.
The young man who is their coach is phenomenal with the kids. There was one
player who could hardly walk. Coach put the ball in the boy's hands & then
held his arm guiding him slowly across the court to his team's goal. He
positioned the boy in front of the basket & told him to shoot. All members
of both teams were encouraging him. He made a basket! Sometimes a player
got the ball on his own & sometimes Coach gave it to someone to make sure
everyone got a chance to participate including a girl in a motorized wheel
chair!
It was a riot. Back & forth they ran, walked & hobbled (& drove - the wheel
chair remember), arms flailing, to the opposite goal as a basket was scored.
There were tongues wagging in deep concentration when in position to shoot,
wild whoops when a basket was made (then much hugging among the players),
walking off the court in mid-game to talk briefly with friends in the
bleachers & players dribbling the ball to the wrong goal so Coach had to
turn them around.
They were surprisingly adept at the game & also very funny & very supportive
of each other. The score board numbers changed wildly, ultimately showing a
tie when the game was over. The players were exuberant, the cheer leaders &
pep squad cheered, the fans went wild in the stands and we ALL won the game!"
So I decided to share with my Roomies.
I wish I had known about this game beforehand- I would have loved to attend!
"A heartwarming 5 minute read -
Mad Basketball - basketball like you've never seen it!
This Summer our young friend, Jake, went to a special day camp for mentally
& physically disabled youth. Basketball was one of the activities. The
kids ranged from teens to 20's & many disabilities were represented. Some
struggled to walk & control their bodies, some didn't. All had some mental
dysfunction. Jake does fairly well physically & at 22 years old, acts like
about 13 (?). Although slightly gawky, he's a handsome guy. With Summer
camp coming to an end the campers decided they wanted to have a real
basketball game to end the season. They wanted a lot of things &, always
supportive, Jake's parents & others, committed to make it happen. We rec'd
this email from Jake's mother:
"Just wanted to let any interested fans know that this Sunday, at the gym at
Pelican Park (a parish facility with a regulation size court), there will be
a very special basketball game. Jake and his camp buddies have been
practicing their mad basketball skills all summer and will be playing a game
(against each other) for public viewing. They have been trying so hard and
are a lot of fun to watch. You just never know what will happen, but
undoubtedly they will make you smile.
Anyway, they decided early on that they needed a team bus, uniforms,
cheerleaders, a paper ring to bust through on entering the court, lots of
adoring fans...and the list goes on. We decided to do the best we could to
give it to them! We have a bus (Mr. Kelvin, the school bus driver,
volunteered), Pelican Park is providing jerseys, we have Mandeville High's
cheerleaders volunteering and an announcer, a referee, paper ring and
finally, we think a good number of fans.
If you have time and would like to be in that number, we would love for you
to come and so would Jake, of course. It should be great fun!
Thanks,..."
Sunday found Fred & Barbara standing in one of the two parallel lines of
cheering fans outside the Pelican Park gym as the players burst from the bus
& ran (& hobbled) through the lines of fans & into the gym locker room.
The fans
followed taking seats in the bleachers. Once the announcer, the coach &
the stripped-shirt referee were ready, the teams exited the locker room,
tore through the huge decorated paper disk & took positions on the court
while the cheerleaders & pep squad excited the crowd with their cheer
routines! The pep squad were girls from the high school special section &
were
dressed in red shorts, black T-shirts & big red glitter bows in their hair,
mostly ponytails. All had Down's Syndrome.
Let the game begin!
Have you ever seen a game where both teams win?! Where the opposing team
cheers when the competitors make a point? Where the best player will hand
the ball to a teammate giving him a chance to shoot a basket? That's the
way these kids play Mad Basketball, always supporting each other. Talk
about sportsmanship! This is the way the world should be.
The young man who is their coach is phenomenal with the kids. There was one
player who could hardly walk. Coach put the ball in the boy's hands & then
held his arm guiding him slowly across the court to his team's goal. He
positioned the boy in front of the basket & told him to shoot. All members
of both teams were encouraging him. He made a basket! Sometimes a player
got the ball on his own & sometimes Coach gave it to someone to make sure
everyone got a chance to participate including a girl in a motorized wheel
chair!
It was a riot. Back & forth they ran, walked & hobbled (& drove - the wheel
chair remember), arms flailing, to the opposite goal as a basket was scored.
There were tongues wagging in deep concentration when in position to shoot,
wild whoops when a basket was made (then much hugging among the players),
walking off the court in mid-game to talk briefly with friends in the
bleachers & players dribbling the ball to the wrong goal so Coach had to
turn them around.
They were surprisingly adept at the game & also very funny & very supportive
of each other. The score board numbers changed wildly, ultimately showing a
tie when the game was over. The players were exuberant, the cheer leaders &
pep squad cheered, the fans went wild in the stands and we ALL won the game!"
They didn't exist when I was a young whippersnapper.whatchaa call a dwarf covered in cement???
...a wee hard man!
I never played it, i was/am a playstation and super nintendo guy
Tidgy likes a good scrabble, too.i do enjoy scrabble
Afternoon, mamma.
Not missed much today, I don't think.
Yeah, D4s, D8,s and my favourites, the D20s.
jades having an after sleep nap, i've shaved the dog that bit me last night
I'm not very affluent, more like effluent.adam is a fluent wordsmith as well
Hi, Bea!Good morning, fellow Roomies!
My Thursday trip to have lunch with a former co-worker turned into something of a safari!
After driving for 45 min, I was about 1/2 way there when I crested a hill to find my way completely blocked by DOT (Department of Transportation) barriers that proclaimed ROAD CLOSED!!!
We've had unprecedented flooding in that area a few weeks ago, and apparently 1 of the several bridges was washed out. I'm not sufficiently familiar with that area to be able to figure out short cuts, so I decided to trust my GPS. (An Aside Note: We have several voices and accents to choose from for the GPS advisor, and my husband had selected a female voice with a British accent because she is by far the easiest to hear clearly and understand. My hubby being the character that he is, has named "her" Vicky, after Queen Victoria!
"Vicky" safely guided me through countless little back roads and got me there just fine! The only difference was the TIME: It took me 3 hours to get there instead of 2. But in all fairness to Vicky, I had to back track for a good 20 minutes to get to a new starting point. And you can't go very fast on those back roads because they're twisty AND the little towns LOVE speeders because they need the revenue from the speeding tickets! BUT not from me!
After a lovely lunch with my friend, I visited another friend (bringing a small tin of tuna for the cats, venison jerky for the dog and a bottle of red wine for my friend.) After another lovely visit, Vicky guided me home once again. The homeward trip was SLIGHTLY shorter- 2.5 hours, but quite successful.
So Friday, I was totally wiped out!!!! Am feeling much more perky today and am off to lunch with my "Tribe."
Have a lovely day, and I will pop in later.
Oh, yes: I am happy to find out that my little mud turtle, Jacques, is actually an EASTERN mud, and not a Mississippi mud, as I had originally been told. It doesn't really matter in the long run, and I'm sure Jacques knows what he is, but I like knowing. Thanks to forum member Berkeley for clearing that up!
Toodles!!!
Sounds like fun and games with Vicky.
The towns get the money from speeding tickets ? That's brilliant!
I read the Jacques thread, I don't think Berkeley was positive, but until someone else chimes in.
I, of course haven't a clue.
See you later!
anyone for a cookie???
jade has erned a kip
jade has erned a kip
How beautiful.My friend Barbara sent me this email, and it really DID make my day!!!!
So I decided to share with my Roomies.
I wish I had known about this game beforehand- I would have loved to attend!
"A heartwarming 5 minute read -
Mad Basketball - basketball like you've never seen it!
This Summer our young friend, Jake, went to a special day camp for mentally
& physically disabled youth. Basketball was one of the activities. The
kids ranged from teens to 20's & many disabilities were represented. Some
struggled to walk & control their bodies, some didn't. All had some mental
dysfunction. Jake does fairly well physically & at 22 years old, acts like
about 13 (?). Although slightly gawky, he's a handsome guy. With Summer
camp coming to an end the campers decided they wanted to have a real
basketball game to end the season. They wanted a lot of things &, always
supportive, Jake's parents & others, committed to make it happen. We rec'd
this email from Jake's mother:
"Just wanted to let any interested fans know that this Sunday, at the gym at
Pelican Park (a parish facility with a regulation size court), there will be
a very special basketball game. Jake and his camp buddies have been
practicing their mad basketball skills all summer and will be playing a game
(against each other) for public viewing. They have been trying so hard and
are a lot of fun to watch. You just never know what will happen, but
undoubtedly they will make you smile.
Anyway, they decided early on that they needed a team bus, uniforms,
cheerleaders, a paper ring to bust through on entering the court, lots of
adoring fans...and the list goes on. We decided to do the best we could to
give it to them! We have a bus (Mr. Kelvin, the school bus driver,
volunteered), Pelican Park is providing jerseys, we have Mandeville High's
cheerleaders volunteering and an announcer, a referee, paper ring and
finally, we think a good number of fans.
If you have time and would like to be in that number, we would love for you
to come and so would Jake, of course. It should be great fun!
Thanks,..."
Sunday found Fred & Barbara standing in one of the two parallel lines of
cheering fans outside the Pelican Park gym as the players burst from the bus
& ran (& hobbled) through the lines of fans & into the gym locker room.
The fans
followed taking seats in the bleachers. Once the announcer, the coach &
the stripped-shirt referee were ready, the teams exited the locker room,
tore through the huge decorated paper disk & took positions on the court
while the cheerleaders & pep squad excited the crowd with their cheer
routines! The pep squad were girls from the high school special section &
were
dressed in red shorts, black T-shirts & big red glitter bows in their hair,
mostly ponytails. All had Down's Syndrome.
Let the game begin!
Have you ever seen a game where both teams win?! Where the opposing team
cheers when the competitors make a point? Where the best player will hand
the ball to a teammate giving him a chance to shoot a basket? That's the
way these kids play Mad Basketball, always supporting each other. Talk
about sportsmanship! This is the way the world should be.
The young man who is their coach is phenomenal with the kids. There was one
player who could hardly walk. Coach put the ball in the boy's hands & then
held his arm guiding him slowly across the court to his team's goal. He
positioned the boy in front of the basket & told him to shoot. All members
of both teams were encouraging him. He made a basket! Sometimes a player
got the ball on his own & sometimes Coach gave it to someone to make sure
everyone got a chance to participate including a girl in a motorized wheel
chair!
It was a riot. Back & forth they ran, walked & hobbled (& drove - the wheel
chair remember), arms flailing, to the opposite goal as a basket was scored.
There were tongues wagging in deep concentration when in position to shoot,
wild whoops when a basket was made (then much hugging among the players),
walking off the court in mid-game to talk briefly with friends in the
bleachers & players dribbling the ball to the wrong goal so Coach had to
turn them around.
They were surprisingly adept at the game & also very funny & very supportive
of each other. The score board numbers changed wildly, ultimately showing a
tie when the game was over. The players were exuberant, the cheer leaders &
pep squad cheered, the fans went wild in the stands and we ALL won the game!"
Especially with the Paralympics taking place.
There is hope for the world, after all.
Fido says allo! 
I don't actually have a scrabble set at the moment.
Must try and get one.
we may be able to find a website??
A D4 is a four sided dice, ie. a 3 sided pyramid, a double four sided pyramid is eight sided so called a D8 and so on.errmm?? :/
snake eyes!!!
