Off to an Interesting Start

Hey Misses Faye and Etta,

Did y'all know that on Obama's first day in office, only the White
House photographer was allowed to take pictures of Obama behind that
big ole desk of his? And later in the day, when he and whatzhisname
from the Supreme Court (the one who didn't bother to write the oath
down, the one who forgot that cockiness goes before embarrassment in
front of millions of people) redid the oath, they allowed only the
White House photographers to record it? The press was presented with a
single photo of each event and told that was all they were allowed to
use. Doesn't that just send chills up your back? Smacks of government-
owned/controlled media to me. Oh, they're as mad as a wet hen, those
media types. After all, they're the ones who played a major part in
getting Obama into that office in the first place, and now here he is
refusing to dance with the ones that brung him.

But then I read about how earlier this week the Obama folk sent a
pretty strong message via missile, so that gave me a whisper of hope
that he and his folk are not going to completely sell-out America to
all the highest bidder. Guess we'll just have to wait and see about
that, though, won't we girls? We sure are gonna' have a lot to talk
about.

Gotta' scoot. Gonna' try to get me some of that TARP.

Till next time,
Miz Vul

What They Tryin' to Stimulate Again?

Did I hear it right? I was thunderstruck when I saw the video which says part of the Obama Administration Stimulation plan includes millions and millions of dollars for contraceptives.

Excuse me? I thought we were supposed to try and stimulate the economy. Did I hear it wrong?

Went back and checked. Nope, I heard it right.

Stimulate the economy with contraceptives. Yet again, I'm having a hard time understanding it all and I don't think it's the julep juice. Nope, I think the problem is with those who know what's better for me and my family than I do.

See ya later,

Miss Etta

Gimme Me Some TARP

Grab your juice and your sides, sit right on down and listen to this song. When it's done, you'll be humming along with the rest of us as we say "I Want Some TARP."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yGfQk9XXm24

Inaugural Thought

Did you watch the inauguration on TV today? It seems like it was well seen everywhere. I do have a question that is causing my little ole pea brain some concern.

Is there a difference between "executing the office" and "faithfully executing the office"? Seems like the new President will be "executing the office (pause) faithfully."

Guess I'll grab a glass of julep juice and ponder on this some more.

Huge Bird in My Yard

My, oh my. Have you seen them? They are huge. And I mean, huge.

Let me catch my breath, take a sip of julep juice, and fan myself whilst I tell you of a true story.

I was out filling my bird feeder the other day, when all of a sudden, I thought I was under attack. There was a loud swish and several, huge, and I mean, huge birds up over my head. What were they? My first thought is they were overgrown hawks as I have several hawks back behind my house. My second thought is they were mutant hawks as they were just way too big.

I sat right down on the ground. watched and listened to the flapping of those huge (did I mention how big they were?) wings. Too big to be hawks, not the right size or shape to be my neighborhood blue heron.

My, goodness, they were Bald Eagles. That is the first time I have ever seen a bald eagle, and there it was in my own backyard.

I ran inside to get the camera, but by the time I got back outside, the majestic wonders were circling back behind my neighbor's house. I couldn't get a shot of those beauties, but I could still hear their wings just a flapping.

Just imagine, bald eagles spotted in Fayette County. I hope they will come back. I promise I won't shriek. And I'll try to get my very own picture of them.

Till later, my friends.

Georgie

Don't You Be Talking About Me

Ever feel like you've been out of touch? Time has just zooming by and I've just realized I haven't had a good ole sit down and gossip session with my friends. I haven't meant to ignore you. I've just been preoccupied.

Preoccupied with being sick and preoccupied with moaning about the loss of my love. Yep, his birthday was just the other day and I know he would have fallen all over his blue suede shoes in love with me if he had just ever had the chance.

Been way too cold to sit on the porch and rock, so I guess we'll have to come back inside and make a special effort to stay in touch, and not just holler down the road.

Gotta go, my love is crooning "Are you lonesome tonight...."

Miss Etta P

ho, ho, ho

hey girls. hope y'all have had a fine christmas. splashed a bit of red
food coloring in my julep, wrapped a green napkin around the bottom of
the glass and got through the day just fine. gonna' be an interesting
new year, eh?

till next time,
miz vul

Guess We'll See if We Get What We Asked For

My friends,

I watched the election process and even stayed up last night to see the results. This is the only time in my aging years that I have felt so strongly about the outcome. Note, I didn't say candidates.

I guess we'll all see over the next couple of years if what the American public asked for is really the best for America. My grandma used to say, "Careful what you ask for. You just may get it. And it may come at a high price." In grandma's life, she asked to live on the water full time. She ended up getting her wish, but it was after the death of her husband. It was also when her children were forced to place her in a nursing home. She told my mama that she would have picked grandpa over the water front view any day.

So, we'll see. We'll see.

Miss Etta

Benefits of Wall Street Crash Found

I just figured out how the failure of the banks and Wall Street are helping the environment!

Yep, it truly is. How, you say?

Just check your mailbox and see how light all of the junk mail is these days. Why, it used to be I needed a crane to lift all the offers of credit cards and gotta-refinance-now envelopes. It was just all too much for my arms.

Now, all that junk mail has stopped. So, guess what? Those useless papers aren't going into the trash and filling up our local landfills. But then again, I'm not getting my daily bicep workout either.

Yep, there was a silver lining in that crisis.

Ms. Georgia Gal

Noise and American Pride, All Rolled into One Show

Front Porch Friends,

I'm sorry I was not on my porch this weekend. I was inside hovering, waiting for the bombs to land. Did you hear all the noise from the Air Show? Why, my poor fish were shivering from all the vibrations of those gigantic planes bellowing overhead.

Can you imagine what it must have been like for the poor people during World War II when those bombers were flying overhead? Why, they must have thought the world was coming to an end. I guess it did for some of them.

The Air Show is really a fun thing to do in Peachtree City. Seeing all those men in uniform and listening to them as their pride spills over and out about their flying machines and our country just brings tear glistens to my eyes. I also like to see all the stunts and the cheers from the folks on the ground.

Now, if I could just stop the noise.

Have a good day, my friends. It's gotta get better-- I hear the stock market is feeling a bit better today after it tried its suicide run last week.

Miss Etta