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Linda's Letters

Saturday, September 14, 2013

By Linda Koehler


I was having a Mammy 'Nett moment the other day. That's when I got all nostalgic about my memories of my dearly departed grandmother and grandfather, Hazel and Paul Wernett of Albrightsville.

It all started when I heard someone say something about the "pop ups" that come on our computers. For some reason, I immediately thought about my grandmother's Pop Bead necklaces.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Are you enjoying the bounty of your gardens? Are you deriving great culinary pleasures like sweet corn on the cob, cucumber and tomato salad, green fried tomatoes, zucchini bread, squash medley? A friend gifted us with fresh peaches which found its way into a yummy peach pie last weekend.

Saturday, August 31, 2013

It's raining. Again.

Which makes me about as crotchety as Clint Eastwood in his latest movie "Trouble With the Curve."

Whine. Whine.

Which means another day I won't be in the pool. Summer is winding down to a few precious few. When Harry sees the calendar say Sept. 1, he's ready to shut the pool down. I'm always hopeful that summer will extend herself for a couple of weeks to give me a little more time to splish and splash.

There are other ways I can tell summer is coming to an end.

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Today I'm going to talk about stacked.

For instance, an enormously wealthy 65-year-old man falls in love with a young woman in her 20s who is really stacked. He is contemplating a proposal.

"Do you think she'd marry me if I tell her I'm 45?" he asked a friend.

"Your chances are better," said the friend, "if you tell her you're 90."

Saturday, August 10, 2013

We are each given a finite time here on earth. It's what we do with that time that defines us.

David Fleetwood's lifetime definitely defined him. Perhaps that's why he died a hero.

Saturday, August 3, 2013

A good looking man in an Amish straw hat walks by my window. He's hard at work and I watch admiringly as his tanned arm muscles ripple in the sunlight.

Am I having an Amish fantasy?

Nah. I'm actually watching Harry weed whack in the yard in his new Amish straw hat.

A few years ago, he decided that wearing a straw hat was cooler (as in heat) than a baseball cap. I think he paid a buck ninety-eight for it at Turkey Hill. No lie.

Saturday, July 27, 2013

President Ronald Reagan (old Mr. Sweet Tooth Cowboy himself) designated July as National Ice Cream Month in 1984. That alone should get his face carved on Mount Rushmore. But wait. He took it one step further by naming the third Sunday of the month as National Ice Cream Day.

In the proclamation, President Reagan called for all people of the United States to observe these events with "appropriate ceremonies and activities."

So, did you observe National Ice Cream Day with appropriate ceremonies and activities last Sunday?

Saturday, July 20, 2013

So last Saturday night Harry and I got all dressed up. (Meaning we wore more than just shorts and sandals.) We attended our 45th class reunion...Pleasant Valley High School, Class of '68. Go Bears!

Oy vay. Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing.

We had a great time! Due in part to a game we played. The committee came up with a list of questions and we had to guess which one of our 52 classmates it was about.

Saturday, July 13, 2013

Remember I told you I bought Harry a set of remote control helicopters for Christmas?

He loved them. Well, he loved the little one best because he could fly it in the house. He loved flying it so much, it broke after only a few weeks. He loved it so much, he went back and bought another one. Which he loved so much, he broke that one, too.

Admittedly, they weren't expensive. Made in China ... where else. So, he's been helicopter-less for a while now.

Saturday, July 6, 2013

Arnold Schwartzanegger is the Terminator.

RAID is the Exterminator.

I am the ... Procrastinator. Actually, I am the Queen of Procrastination. Let me take you to my land. And you must wear rose-colored glasses.

Procrastinators all over the world are given a bad rap. I ask you, how can a positive word like procrastinate have such bad connotations?

Let's dissect the word.

Pro is the prefix that means forward, affirmative, in favor of, for. These are all very positive meanings.