A long time ago, I became friends on the Internet with a girl named Amy who lives with her husband and mother in Daytona Beach, Florida. Amy loves cookies, but she does not cook. So I make her cookies and send them to her and she eats them, that is the deal. So now I guess she is coming to see just where these cookies are coming from. So she called last night and they were in Kentucky. The GPS said they will be here at 8:30 this morning. Now I rather doubt that because they are surely going to need to have a rest stop and they might even want to eat. Knowing Amy, I am sure they are going to eat.
And Amy likes the cold, so guess what the forecast is for this next week? I think today is going to be up over 70 degrees. So she may not get the cold weather she wants, but we will be making a trip up to Beulah to see Jan at the Stompin' Grounds. Oh, and Rye. Pretty sure there will still be snow up there.
Of course there are those who are concerned that I may be murdered in my bed, never stopping to think that perhaps I might be the one who is going to do the murdering. You know, slip a little something in the cookies? A couple years back I stopped in Missouri and met a lady named Cindy. Went right to her house. The wiccan was with me. Now if anyone had a right to be scared, that woman should have been terrified. She lived on the edge of a lake and no neighbors for quite a little radius of her house. Her husband drives a truck over the road so I could have done her in and no one would have known for days. She turned out to be lovely lady and showed us around Crescent City and bought us an ice cream at a quaint little ice cream store. Yummy. (Hi, Cindy! See I still think about you!)
Years ago we had pen pals that we wrote to and put a stamp on the envelope and mailed. These pen pals were sometimes overseas, or far away. Sometimes we would read in the paper about "meet and greets". So why was it safe back then when we exchanged a few letters with a post mark on them and is not safe now when with the click of my mouse I can get the whole history of her Internet address? I can type her address in Google and a camera will pan in on her front door and I can go out back and see how much trash is piled there?
I think you would be amazed if you knew how many "Internet Friends" I have. Some of them last a long time and some of them are just here for a while. They are still my friends. They send me pictures and cards and video's and touch base regularly. If I ever get rich enough to travel there are a few people I would like to meet in New York, a couple in California, Florida, Missouri and one in Texas. I did correspond with one fellow for over a year, but I never felt like I knew him at all and it turned out I was right. So, see, there are ways to tell. I would never have jumped in my car and gone there, nor would I have had him here. Just a premonition sort of thing I guess. But Amy has always been open and honest with me and anyone who knows me, knows how important that is to me. She has been through a lot and shared most of it with me.
So, I am waiting for Amy as we speak! I am going to cook for her and Bernie and I have cookies in the freezer, and lots of milk and got the sheets already to put on the bed. I think we will have a lovely visit and I am probably not going to have time for the blog for a few days. But get ready when it is over I am going to have a ton or pictures for you! And she is going to have to drive 3 days to get back home!
And Amy likes the cold, so guess what the forecast is for this next week? I think today is going to be up over 70 degrees. So she may not get the cold weather she wants, but we will be making a trip up to Beulah to see Jan at the Stompin' Grounds. Oh, and Rye. Pretty sure there will still be snow up there.
Of course there are those who are concerned that I may be murdered in my bed, never stopping to think that perhaps I might be the one who is going to do the murdering. You know, slip a little something in the cookies? A couple years back I stopped in Missouri and met a lady named Cindy. Went right to her house. The wiccan was with me. Now if anyone had a right to be scared, that woman should have been terrified. She lived on the edge of a lake and no neighbors for quite a little radius of her house. Her husband drives a truck over the road so I could have done her in and no one would have known for days. She turned out to be lovely lady and showed us around Crescent City and bought us an ice cream at a quaint little ice cream store. Yummy. (Hi, Cindy! See I still think about you!)
Years ago we had pen pals that we wrote to and put a stamp on the envelope and mailed. These pen pals were sometimes overseas, or far away. Sometimes we would read in the paper about "meet and greets". So why was it safe back then when we exchanged a few letters with a post mark on them and is not safe now when with the click of my mouse I can get the whole history of her Internet address? I can type her address in Google and a camera will pan in on her front door and I can go out back and see how much trash is piled there?
I think you would be amazed if you knew how many "Internet Friends" I have. Some of them last a long time and some of them are just here for a while. They are still my friends. They send me pictures and cards and video's and touch base regularly. If I ever get rich enough to travel there are a few people I would like to meet in New York, a couple in California, Florida, Missouri and one in Texas. I did correspond with one fellow for over a year, but I never felt like I knew him at all and it turned out I was right. So, see, there are ways to tell. I would never have jumped in my car and gone there, nor would I have had him here. Just a premonition sort of thing I guess. But Amy has always been open and honest with me and anyone who knows me, knows how important that is to me. She has been through a lot and shared most of it with me.
So, I am waiting for Amy as we speak! I am going to cook for her and Bernie and I have cookies in the freezer, and lots of milk and got the sheets already to put on the bed. I think we will have a lovely visit and I am probably not going to have time for the blog for a few days. But get ready when it is over I am going to have a ton or pictures for you! And she is going to have to drive 3 days to get back home!
