Sunday, April 20, 2008

Monday Madness

First of all a tip of the cap and a sparkling kiss to my Glitter Sisters. I wasn't able to meet them in Sedona, but if you're interested, check out the blog and see what happened. It looks wonderful. Here's to you girls! http://glittersisters.blogspot.com/
The next bit of madness concerns my Christmas Cactus, Schlumbergera, which is a native of southeast Brazil. Well, the silly thing only had a couple of blooms in the winter, but here it is on past the first blush of spring, and I've got blooms! So I thought I'd better sketch it. This is done with pen and ink and watercolor pencils.
Now, check out the exhibitions at Kew Gardens in England:
Making a Mark: Two New Botanical Art Exhibitions at Kew

A funny from my friend, retired Marine Carroll:
No Sex Since 1955!

A crusty old Sergeant Major found himself at a gala event hosted by a local liberal arts college. There was no shortage of extremely young, idealistic ladies in attendance, one of whom approached the Sergeant Major for conversation.

"Excuse me, Sergeant Major, but you seem to be a very serious man. Is something bothering you?"

"Negative, ma'am. Just serious by nature."

The young lady looked at his awards and decorations and said, "It looks like you have seen a lot of action."

"Yes, ma'am, a lot of action."

The young lady, tiring of trying to start up a conversation, said, "You know, you should lighten up a little. Relax and enjoy yourself."

The Sergeant Major just stared at her in his serious manner.

Finally the young lady said, "You know, I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but when is the last time you had sex?"

"1955, ma'am."

"Well, there you are. You really need to chill out and quit taking everything so seriously! I mean, no sex since 1955! She took his hand and led him to a private room where she proceeded to "relax" him several times.

Afterwards, panting for breath, she leaned against his bare chest and said, "Wow, you sure didn't forget much since 1955!"

The Sergeant Major, glancing at his watch, said in his matter-of-fact voice, "I hope not, it's only 2130 now."

And on a more serious note and heart-warming note, at little story from Raf's "Aunt Neller":

~DEATH~
WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT..
A sick man turned to his doctor as he was preparing to
Leave the ex amination room and said,
'Doctor, I am afraid to die.
Tell me what lies on the other side.'
Very quietly, the doctor said, 'I don't know.'
'You don't know? You, a Christian man,
Do not know what is on the other side?'

The doctor was holding the handle of the door;
On the other side came a sound of scratching and whining,
And as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room
And leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.
Turning to the patient, the doctor said,
'Did you notice my dog?
He's never been in this room before.
He didn't know what was inside.
He knew nothing except that his master was here,
And when the door opened, he sprang in without fear.
I know little of what is on the other side of death,
But I do know one thing...

I know my Master is there and that is enough.'

Please check this out and DO NOT BUY THIS BOOK:
Check out Casey's site or go to Apefluff. This book has plagiarized both art and words from the internet. This is so bad!


And lastly, I will be sending Texana stuff to Michelle, Leenam, and Merel, a the book, Home to Italy, to Gillian. thanks for participating. We need to start some for of chain give-away soon!

Peace be with you all this week and forever!

5 comments:

Teri C said...

It was fate Sioux :) Now you can join us on Cactus Monday (we have a group on Flickr)

You did another beautiful job on this. Love it.

Happy Cactus Monday.

Diane J. said...

Hi, Sioux. Just dropping in to see what's going on in your corner of the world. I saw the awful hail damage in the post below. We had a horribly destructive hail storm in 2002, with hailstones the size of grapefruits! It sounded like bowling balls hitting our roof.

I don't even get excited about hail anymore unless it's at least baseball size!

I used to have both a Christmas cactus and a Thanksgiving cactus, but both of them were attacked by some kind of fungus and rotted from the roots up before I even knew there was anything wrong. Mine were beautiful and bloomed faithfully at least once a year, sometimes more often. I was so discouraged when they died that I've never bought another, though I think they're gorgeous. Good job on the sketch!

Hope your week is going well. ;o)

Love and hugs,

Diane

artbrat said...

The little story on death is new to me. What a wonderful simple way to explain the unknown treasures that await. Thank you.

Merle said...

Dear Sioux ~~ Glad you enjoyed the Daffodil story and the jokes. Please don't worry about sending me anything, because the postage would cost a lot to Australia.
I love that explanation of Death and have posted it in the past. Take care, my friend, Love, Merle.

Kelli said...

Hi Sioux! Yes, it was a Cub Scout camping trip...they have two each year and we can't wait to go again in the fall. The campground that we went to was at "Cooper Lake State Park." It was very beautiful!
~Kelli

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