Saturday, May 8, 2010

Happy Mother's Day from January Jones and Zoey

Happy Mother's Day from January Jones & Zoey!

Happy Mother's Day
from January Jones & Zoey!

Our best wishes for a wonderful Mother's Day that is filled with love and lots of laughter for you and yours!

Now hereeeeee's Zoey!

A grandmother was telling her little granddaughter about her own childhood.

"We used to skate outside on a pond.

I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard.

We rode our pony and we picked wild raspberries in the woods."

The little girl was wide-eyed, taking this all in.

At last she said, "I sure wish I'd gotten to know you sooner!"

When my grandson asked me how old I was, I teasingly replied, "I'm not sure."

"Look in your underwear, Grandma." he advised.

"Mine says I'm 4 to 6."

Now hereeeeee's Mommy!

The Images of Mother

4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mummy can do anything!

8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mum knows a lot! A whole lot!

12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.

14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.

16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.

18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!

25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it!

35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's
get Mum's opinion.

45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mum would have thought about it?

65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mum

Stop Whining and Start Smiling,and if that doesn't work then start eating chocolate,
lots and lots of it!

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Happy May Day from January Jones

Happy May Day from January Jones

Here's a May Day bouquet from Zoey with springtime wishes
that will make you smile for awhile!

"It's May! It's May!

The lusty month of May!... 

Those dreary vows that ev'ryone takes, 
Ev'ryone breaks. 

Ev'ryone makes divine mistakes! 

The lusty month of May!"
Lerner and Lowe

"Ah! Spring is here.
The rabbits quit their dens. 

The dormant grass begins to grow.

The trees release their airborne allergens.
 It's time to tune the Toro and to mow. 

To fertilize and lime and thatch and seed. 
As-groveling on dirty, servile knees--

You pluck the dreaded dandelion weed
. And rub your itching eyes start to sneeze.

Wherever grass encroaches,
you must edge.

And don't forget to stir the compost heap
And trim the junipers' unruly hedge.

While forfeiting a needed hour of sleep.

Those poets penning praise to spring and tillage
Are domiciled in lofts in Greenwich Village."
Bob McKenty, A Sonnet

Mother's Day is next week and
Thou Shalt Not Whine...
The Eleventh Commandment
is the perfect gift to give or get!

Thou Shalt Not Whine...The Eleventh Commandment at
Order it today to receive it for Mother's Day!

Stop Whining and Start Smiling,
and if that doesn't work
then start eating Chocolate,
lots and lots of Chocolate!