Strawberry PYE !  THANK YOU Carolyn..... not only for the pie but for the brilliant accidental million dollar idea-- 

How often have I written about brilliant ideas  that are most often totally accidental and the only genius part comes from recognizing what someone like Goldie is trying to tell you ---in this case it was strawberry pie that hit the mark..  Carolyn sent it from that Gold Belly outfit. Which ships all kind of food in dry ice or whatever so that it does arrive frozen ----then Elizabeth suggested we just put it in the refrigerator let it thaw out naturally.. which was fine until I needed a snack at bed time.. so I got out that pie which was still so frozen that I bent one knife and broke two forks chipping out about a one inch cube.

 It wasn't till midnight that  I noticed all I had to do was think of that pie and I did not have the dry mouth so often associated with cpap machines.. A  1 inch cube of that strawberry pie was enough of classical conditioning to mean that five hours later all I had to do was think about the pie and I was salivating  like pavlov;s dog...--- or as well as any Great Dane expecting a cookie. so to further my scientific discovery it's now about 6:00 in the morning and that one inch cube of that strawberry pie is still working very nicely. And boy could that be considered a natural cure. I bet that pie would work for more than 24 hours--- I'll leave experimenting to all of you camera people and then get yourselves together and market it and make $1,000,000. I had a very busy night of screwball ideas so I'll have to leave that for you folk.

 

My other two ideas are also going to require considerable brain power... not me.... I'm just the idea person-

Well.   I can't drive my golf cart to the front door here it is too complicated and the step up and in or out of the front door is over 12 inches so that's not gonna work.. but if I drive my golf cart to the side of the building there are great possibilities. There is a window between the washing machine and the composting toilet..  it's a big window 36 inches.. so if that was made into a 30 inch door.. I could step out of my golf cart and not have the complications of the usual front door.

  

and to test this theory..... my father's woodworking project from shop class in about 1910--was my old table in my previous life ---in the normal house..  and whoever thinks that's a normal house should let me know because I have a bridge in New York to sell you. ---  I would like to try pulling my golf cart next to the building and see if I could get my groceries on my fathers woodworking project..  then go inside the house open the window and get the groceries---  that would make that  a DPW  window.  (delivery  of pizza  window)... Making this cabin perfect senior residence  until about Christmas blizzard time which I think I should just move South where both Sandy and my two children are until about March 15^th

My third idea i am unwilling to share until i get the opinion of Bud and Nick.

Problems sometimes take creative planning.

  “If you can’t be a window, be a door !”  ( somebody in my past did say that to me.  Must have been Halloween costume time??)

todays poetry-- thanks to donald swann and michale flanders.

January brings the snow

Makes your feet and fingers glow

February's ice and sleet

Freeze the toes right off your feet

Welcome March with wintry wind

Would thou wert not so unkind

April brings the sweet Spring showers

On and on for hours and hours

Farmers fear unkindly May

Frost by night and hail by day

June just rains and never stops

Thirty days and spoils the crops

In July the sun is hot

Is it shining? No, it's not

August cold and dank and wet

Brings more rain than any yet

Bleak September's mist and mud

Is enough to chill the blood

Then October adds a gale

Wind and slush and rain and hail

Dark November brings the fog

Should not do it to a dog

Freezing wet December then

Bloody January again

January brings the snow

Makes your feet and fingers glow

todays poetry-- thanks to donald swann and michale flanders.