Saturday, November 22, 2014

Linda's Letters

Saturday, January 21, 2012

I signed up for the Biggest Loser contest at Dedicated Fitness for the next 12 weeks. I went to the kick-off to get "pumped up" and immediately upon leaving, got into a fender bender. Nobody got hurt, thank God, but my car had to be towed.

Went home, drowned my sorrows in a Coke and a bowl of popcorn with extra butter.

Hee Haw. Off to a good start.


First day in the gym.

I was never in one of these before. Pretty overwhelming.

Lots of big scary looking machines all around.

Lots of people sweating.

I hate sweating.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

I know Christmas has come and gone but I just have to share this story of gift-giving with you.

I've known Beth Anthony Thompson since she was a little girl. Always a sweet person. After hearing this, she just got sweeter.

A few weeks ago, her mom told me about how Beth does something special at Christmas time for the last few years and thought it was a great story. I agree.

Beth says as a child, kindness and selflessness was instilled in her by her parents, Ray and Virginia Anthony of Kunkletown.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Let's have some fun this week as Christmas Myths Busters.

Despite popular opinion that all Santa's reindeer are males, I received this important email that debunks that theory. It goes like this:

Saturday, December 10, 2011

So, are you all done Christmas shopping?

Yeah. Me either. To date, I've purchased four gifts. Three of them I bought online, something I would never have dreamed of doing last year.

By now you know that when it comes to technology and all this modern stuff, I'm a Lindasaurous. But, they just might be on to something with this online shopping thing.

Don't get me wrong. I love to shop. Unfortunately, my feet don't. Between heel spurs and bunions, by the time I walk from where I'm parked to the door, it feels like I was on a three-day hike on top of the Rocky Mountains.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

On Thanksgiving, we sat around the table and played Pictionary. We had the best time. I laughed so hard and so much my stomach hurt. At one point I almost didn't make it to the bathroom in time. Sometimes I laughed until I cried.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Thanksgiving dinner is now just a gastric memory with the wishbone drying on the kitchen windowsill waiting for two people to make a wish. (I'm still waiting for my horse.)

It's fun to hear about people's holiday traditions and stories.

This year, Thanksgiving at my house was a little out of the norm. Harry was in Maine on a hunting trip. But Harry was also sitting at my table. Now how could that be, you ask?

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Let's talk turkey. You know, that ugly bird that tastes delicious and is the centerpiece on our Thanksgiving tables?

While perusing the Internet for some facts about the turkey, I learned:

Ÿ A young turkey is called a poult. (Is that short for poultry?)

Ÿ A male turkey is a stag and a female is a hen (Harry, my Hunter Man, disagrees. He says a male turkey is a "Tom" or a gobbler. I'm going with Hunter Man.)

Ÿ The domestic turkey originates in Mexico and was brought over by explorers in the 1500s. (I wonder if it had a Green card?)

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Do you have goals?

You know, an object or end that you strive to attain, something you aim for.

Anndrea Yetter of Saylorsburg, had a goal to run and complete the New York City Marathon on Sunday, Nov. 6. Her goal was to complete it under 4 hours. She attained that goal. She finished the race in 3 hours, 54 minutes, 10 seconds.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Just call me Wendy Whiner. I hate to keep harping on the same old subjects but ...


Have I told you lately how much I hate winter? And snow, in particular?

Oh sure, Saturday's snowfall was absolutely beautiful! Picture perfect. If I had been Courier or Ives, I'd been painting up a storm.

We have friends who are still out of power.

I missed a baby shower.

And this Halloween costume party we were invited to, (and was really looking forward to,) was canceled. It's been rescheduled for tonight.

Saturday, October 22, 2011

"We have to go to Aunt June and Uncle Bobby's," I tell Harry.

"Why?" Mr. Nosy asks.

Like I need a reason to go see my aunt and uncle?

But, Mr. Nosy knows me well.

I've known for months this day was coming. I put off telling Harry what I had committed myself to. That's because I didn't want to have to deal with the eye-rolling and getting "The Look." You know. The one that says "You're nuts!" and "Can you make my life any more difficult than it already is?" all rolled up into "The Look."