Cottage & Graduation

It's been quite a week. Mary Lou & I went back to Molly's Place near Lake Erie. Though it was raining and a little cool, we had a very relaxful few days

 This last photo was taken last year. No one came this year because of the rain

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The next thing was Emily's graduation. We are all proud of this young lady.

Here are a few photos showing that wonderful evening.

 

 

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Emily is planning to go to St. Clair College to study for nursing. Well done granddaughter.

 

 

Cruisin Paul

 

                                                                                                                                                

Summer Time Is Here

Good morning everyone and how have you been? It's been some time since I've been in my blog. I jut came back from Sarnia having my eyes lasered. I feel a little bit better. My eyes don't feel the pressure that was there but it's going to take some time to get rid of the brightness in my eyes. I'm wearing sun glasses inside the house especially when I'm working with the computer. 

I have some photos of my granddaughter Emily. She had her Prom last Friday. She looks great.

 I could give you many of the photos but those should be OK. She had a great night.

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Three nuns are waiting in their monastery, each equally as tired and sweaty in the mid-summer heat

One of the nuns offers to disrobe, which the other two agree upon, seeing the brutal sun. Each of them stand nude in the empty cathedral, doing their daily duties until a knock is heard upon the door.

"Wardrobe man." Says the man, and the first nun repentantly opens the door. The man, unable to see her, gives a slight nod behind the furniture before bringing it inside. Without a word, he leaves the cathedral, no sign of seeing her shame.

An hour later, a second knock on the door.

"Window man." Says he, to whom the second nun reluctantly opens the door. To her relief, again the man's sight was obstructed, the box for the windows wide and tall. The man strides in, giving a slight nod, before tirelessly leaving the box near the far wall and returning to his truck, unaware of the nuns nakedness.

An hour later, the door is struck a third time. The man cries out "Blind man."

With a sigh of relief, the third nun strolls to the door. Upon opening it, the man with the slight box looks her over.

 The blind guy comes in, sets some stuff down and says, " Nice tits sisters. Where do you want the blinds?"

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  How's y'all's summer bods looking?

Mines looking like I have a great personality.

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Cruisin Paul