tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106481762011-04-21T15:34:42.907-07:00I am a retired Yankee living in the mid-south with my beautiful belle wife and our cute border-mix dog, Kimmee SueSuzinoreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10648176.post-1108169314853308552005-02-11T18:43:00.000-08:002005-02-14T17:56:37.656-08:00Every twenty four hours the format changes. Tonight my blog name is All is Wells and I can`t find Along Cemetery Road. Last night the computer wouldn`t take my blogspot sign in so I signed in with <a href="mailto:gwholstein@blogspot">gwholstein@blogspot</a>. com. It worked fine. The computer can`t decide if it want me to sign in as willardsgrandson or oilgasorwater. I think I`ll puke.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10648176-110816931485330855?l=wholsteinshollies.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Suzinoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10648176.post-1107650906722512602005-02-05T18:48:00.000-08:002005-02-05T16:48:26.723-08:00<strong>I am probably to old to be doing this, but then I`m not getting any younger. And the main reason to do this is to stop the nearly unbearable nagging from certain family member(s) who went above and beyond the call of duty to initiate the protocol so that all this complaining could stop? (start?)</strong> <br /><strong>Anyway, it has been a good day, sunshine, few clouds and sixty three degrees here in middle Tennessee. We started up the motor home and I took the neighbors for a ride. I hauled a little gravel to fill in a few ruts. KimmeeSue and I enjoyed some outdoor time together and her main attraction was digging for voles in the yard. Now voles are not moles, but I believe a distant first cousin. Their front feet are wide, their body is short, as is their tail, and they are very ugly. They live near the roots of vegetation in the yard and do not burrow like a gopher does.</strong> <br /><strong>Mom and I went to Wallies this morning, each took a nap and then Mom went to a baby shower at church. Mom spoiled her supper, so I had a can of soup and then we went for a ride to check on one of our neighbors. We didn`t fine him.</strong> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10648176-110765090672251260?l=wholsteinshollies.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Suzinoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10648176.post-1107640484809508872005-02-05T13:53:00.000-08:002005-02-05T13:54:44.810-08:00I am making a test post of my dad's blog. Blog away now, Dad--we will look forward to reading all about you and mom and Kimmee Sue! <br /> <br />Love, <br /> <br />Suzi <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10648176-110764048480950887?l=wholsteinshollies.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Suzinoreply@blogger.com1