Friday Smiles 486 and Nicole's Friday Face-Off

 

It's Friday and time to join Friday Smiles which is hosted by Annie (at A Stitch in Time).   Let's visit her and the other wonderful ladies who also share their smiles each Friday.    And while we're at it, we can also visit Nicole's Friday Face Off.

For once I have something to really smile about.

My Naked Ladies/Surprise Lilies are blooming in my flower bed.

 

Not as many as last year, but a few considering how dry it has been.  And I don't water this area at all.

 

The reason I kept this photo is so my friend  Chris can get an idea how really big my mailbox is.

The pink in the Naked Ladies/Surprise Lilies goes nicely with the pink 

in my Rose of Sharon transplants.

They certainly seem to be doing well despite the drought. Very smile worthy.

Another thing to smile about is my new television.

Now I can not only get tv stations, I can get the internet on this if I choose.  But the very best part is, my friend Scott ordered it for me, instead of me going to Best Buy or Office Depot to buy it.  OK, that is STILL not the best part.  

The best part is, he set it up so I can use his PRIME TV account.  He knows I won't buy anything on the internet, so he doesn't have to worry I'll use his card to buy a movie or a new jar of facial cream (grin).  When we looked around, instead of asking him to order a month of Acorn TV, we found 20 seasons of Midsomer Murders on Prime from a site called Freevee.  I am dancing in the streets and hope to watch a few in the not too distant future.

Some of you saw my early Sunday post that I was part of the crowd that cleaned up our neighborhood.  This is where I am joining Nicole's Friday Face Off.  Since I had forgotten my camera, after I helped add my trash to the packer truck, I ran home and took these few shots before rejoining my neighbors.

I was mesmerized watching the screen get crushed by the packer.  The man in neon green on the right side of the photo was the packer driver.  He was super sweet and very helpful.  I have been doing this for years and many packer drivers don't believe in helping, just driving and crushing the trash.

 

Some of you may know this.  I used to be the co-chair of the clean-up committee 

 

  with my friend Bill Reaser.  We nick named him King of the Tires.

It was always my job to ride in one of the packer trucks and lay out the route for the driver.  What takes up all the room in the packer trucks are couches, mattresses, and kitchen stoves, all of which we saw more than a few yesterday.  The committee seems to run it differently now, with the driver having the route he was to take printed out for him and no association member in the truck.

I was going to show you my very clean and tidy Rubbermaid 7 foot square (213.36 cm square) gray storage shed, but I believe I have taken enough time today and will save the reveal for next week.

Thanks for visiting and spending a bit of time with Bleubeard and me this Friday.  Now PLEASE visit Annie and Nicole.  Please don't forget to start your weekend with a smile.   

 

Here's a bit of humor to get you in the mood for the shed reveal.

FBI Investigation.

The phone rings at the FBI headquarters.
"Hello? I'm calling to report my neighbor, Clifford. He is hiding marijuana inside his firewood!"
"Thank you very much for the call, Sir."
The next day, FBI agents descend on the neighbor's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes they bust open every piece of wood, but finds no marijuana. They swear at the neighbors and leave. The phone rings at the neighbors house.
"Hey Clifford, did the FBI come?"
"Yep"
"Did they chop the wood?"
"Yep"
"Great, now it's your turn to call. I need my garden plowed."

What did the philanderer say to the gardener praying in the shed?

How do you stay faithful in a room full of hoes?

 

Once John went to the market and bought a hen..

He kept it in the shed.
But the hen was stubborn and escaped from the back door.
John caught it and kept it in the shed again.
But the hen was stubborn and escaped from the back door.
John once again caught it and kept it in the shed.
But the hen was stubborn and escaped from the back door.
John now caught it, killed it, cooked it and ate it.
But the hen was stubborn ....

 

Opened up the shed today and realized my handsaw needed tuning

It was a bit sharp.