Although no rain today it still felt cold and damp. No inspiration to head outside but head outside Pheebs and I did go. Picked up some milk at Bayfield's Foodland then headed over to the local cemetery for a walk around the roads. Home again I never went out of the house again. Better weather days ahead they say.............
A QUIET MORNING AT BAYFIELD'S BEACH
At the Bayfield Library Monday, Kelly picked up the new Baz Luhrmann movie on DVD called Elvis. (trailer) We watched that movie Tuesday afternoon and thought it was well done in a rather different sort of way than standard movie productions of years past. Of particular interest to me were the scenes of Elvis staying and playing at the International Hotel in Las Vegas and performing on the grand stage there back in the early seventies. I spent several nights at that Hotel back in the mid to late eighties and exploring around opened a closed door one morning that looked into that large auditorium-type room. I paused in thought then took a few quick photos (slides) of the big empty room and stage, then quietly closed the door and went on my way. (the International Hotel was called the Hilton Hotel when I was there) Last August, I wrote a paragraph about that experience in my post called, Oh The Wonderful Memories We All Have.
Al's Music Box:)) Can't Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley from the album 'Blue Hawaii'. 1961
GROANER'S CORNER:(( A very traditional elderly woman was enjoying a good game of bridge with her girlfriends one evening. "Oh, no! I have to rush home and fix dinner for my husband! He's going to really ticked if it's not ready on time!" she exclaimed suddenly. When she got home, she realized that she didn't have enough time to go to the supermarket, and all she had in the cupboard was a wilted lettuce leaf, an egg, and a can of cat food. In a panic, she opened the can of cat food, stirred in the egg, and garnished it with the lettuce leaf just as her husband pulled up. She greeted her husband and then watched in horror as he sat down to his dinner. To her surprise, the husband really enjoyed his dinner. "Darling, this is the best dinner you have made for me in forty years of marriage. You can make this for me any old day." Needless to say, every bridge night from then on, the woman made her husband the same dish. She told her bridge cronies about it and they were all horrified. "You're going to kill him!" they exclaimed. Two months later, her husband died. The women were sitting around the table playing bridge when one of the cronies said, "You killed him! We told you that feeding him that cat food every week would do him in! How can you just sit there so calmly and play bridge knowing you murdered your husband?" The wife stoically replied, "I didn't kill him. He fell off the mantel while he was cleaning himself."