IN KELLY'S CASE, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE

 CANADA GEESE HEADING WEST ON THE AUSABLE RIVER IN EXETER ONTARIO THIS MORNING

With a Winter weather advisory in place, the day's weather was a bit iffy first thing this morning.  Cold and windy with snow in the morning and rain in the afternoon.  At the time of publishing this tonight, it is pouring rain.  Kelly had a dental appointment in Exeter for 10 a.m. so it was all three of us in the Subaru rolling out our driveway.  Secondary roads were lightly snowcovered and highways were bare with oceans of road salt applied to them.  It was a salt bath for the Subaru all the way there and all the way home again later.

 SOME ROADS HAD A LIGHT SNOW COVER ON THEM

 HIGHWAYS WERE BARE BUT WET WITH MELTING ROAD SALT

After dropping Kelly off at the dental clinic, Pheebs and I drove a few short blocks over to McNaughton Park where we were able to get out for a short walkaround and take a few photos before the cold icy wind drove us back inside the nice warm car.

PHEEBS AND I WEREN'T THE ONLY ONES AT THE PARK

Knowing Kelly's appointment wouldn't be a long one we headed right back to the dental parking lot and minutes later we had Kelly onboard.  A stop at A&W for a couple breakfast wraps and coffees to go and we were on our way.  With snowflakes in the air turning to rain we were home shortly before 11 a.m.

PATIENTLY WAITING OUTSIDE THE DENTAL CLINIC

 YAY, HERE COMES THE BOSS NOW

 AND HERE COMES OUR A&W SNACKS

In my Monday post, I made a little 'ooopsy.'  I had meant to move the last paragraph about Kelly's good news to the top of my post and make it the lead paragraph.  Just another example of my short-term memory letting me down.  Also, one thing I forgot to mention about Kelly's 'good news' phone call Monday afternoon is that her liaison person told her that in Kelly's case, a live liver donor is the preferable way to go as opposed to a cadaver liver.  I think in Kelly's case they realize time is of the essence now.

 MORNING AT OUR HOUSE

 HAVING A BIG SNOOZE

With a cold rainy drizzle going on all afternoon, there was no point in me even sticking my nose out the door except to keep the birdfeeders topped up.  Birdies, Squirrels, and Bunnies have priority.  Yes, you read that right.  Squirrels too.  Luckily this winter so far I have had very few problems with Squirrels getting onto the bird station.    

 KELLY IN HER COLORFUL PJ'S THIS MORNING

Al's Music Box:)) She's Not There is the debut single by British rock band the Zombies, written by keyboardist Rod Argent.  Rod Argent built the lyrics of "She's Not There" from a John Lee Hooker song, whose title – "No One Told Me" – became a part of the opening phrase of "She's Not There". Following an April 29th 1964 performance by the Zombies at St. Albans Market Hall, Argent played the one verse he had written of the song for Ken Jones who was set to produce the band's first recording session. Jones encouraged Argent to write a second verse, intending the band to record it. Argent recalls: "I wrote the song for Colin's range" – referring to Zombies' vocalist Colin Blundstone – "I could hear him singing it in my mind". 

 OUR LAMPOST AT THE END OF OUR DRIVEWAY THIS MORNING

GROANER'S CORNER:(( You might be a redneck if::

- More than one living relative is named after a Southern Civil War general.
- You think the stock market has a fence around it.
- You think the O.J. trial was about the big Sunkist and Minutemaid taste test feud.
- You've ever lost a loved one to kudzu.
- Your boat has not left the driveway in 15 years.
- Your coffee table used to be a telephone cable spool.
- You keep a can of Raid on the kitchen table.
- You've ever used a toilet seat as a picture frame.
- Your home has more miles on it than your car.

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Blessed are those who hunger and thirst, for they are sticking to their diets.

My wallet is like an onion. When I open it, it makes me cry…

 Never drive faster than your guardian angel can fly.

Of all the dogs, a hot dog is the most noble; it feeds the hand that bites it.

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At a dinner party, several of the guests were arguing whether men or women were more trustworthy.  "No woman," said one man, scornfully, "can keep a secret."  "I don't know about that," answered a woman guest. "I have kept my age a secret since I was twenty-one."  "You'll let it out someday," the man insisted.  "I hardly think so!" responded the lady. "When a woman has kept a secret for twenty-seven years, she can keep it forever."  

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