Elvis would be 79 today!

I saw that tidbit of information on Facebook today. I do stay on Facebook probably too much, but, I enjoy reading the posts from friends, some I haven't seen since high school, and it is nice to know they are there! It makes me smile to see pictures of their grandchildren or hear tales of their lives.

But this post made me laugh out loud, as I read it, an image of a 79 year old Elvis doing his famous hip grind popped into my head and I've had the hardest time getting it out! It needs to come out, it isn't a very pleasant image!

Well, I did need the laugh today, so Elvis, wherever you are, thank you!

Here's an artist's idea of what Elvis might look like today:

A New Year

I didn't realize that it has been so long since my last post. I've been blogging, but not here. I lose interest in things quickly and think that my time might be better spent on a different project. That isn't always a good thing.

I love writing, I love blogging and I've decided to put away some of the others and keep the ones that mean the most to me. This blog is my first and I've stuck to it the most. I enjoy reading through the memories! I have two others that I plan to stick with also: http://peapickingood.blogspot.com/ and my newest: http://my365grateful2014.blogspot.com/

I love taking pictures, another thing that I plan to dedicate more time in doing. I've been busy this past year trying to adjust to the loss of my dad, trying to help my mom and daughters through the loss of my dad. It's been nearly a year since his death. Seems impossible, but time marches on.

My new puppy is nearly grown and he's been a joy and a help through the hardest days, even when he proves he's still not entirely housebroken! I guess I'm fooling myself to think he ever will be, but for the most part he's good about going outside.

I've heard Cockers are hard to housebreak and he's proving to be a challenge. He's very good as long as I stay focused. If he starts playing or I get busy and don't see him standing by the door, he will leave me a puddle at the door. I think he plays so hard that just like a small child, he doesn't realize how bad he has to go until it is too late. Oh well, I love him and he's more than worth a puddle or two!

I look forward to what this year may hold in store. I hope it's good things! I plan to stop by much more regularly! Peace to all and blessings for the new year...