Positive, Productive, Profitable Retirement News

First off - my thanks to retired buddy Joanne Raycraft for sending in this NBC News report on our province’s Highway of Heroes - (you have to sit through a short lead-in commercial)

As a follow up to an item on the last entry - according to reports, the NFL’s experiment in theatre 3D coverage was successful - just a couple of satellite gliches,

According to Nichola Groom in his entry on Reuters Blog website - "The camera angles were closer to the action. We were surprised how realistic it was. It was not as if we were on the field with the players, but just like we were on the sideline with the coaches.
The announcers kept quiet for minutes at a time to allow the sounds of the game — players colliding, grunting and at times cursing. That enhanced the "being there" experience."

If you would like to read the entire report plus the comments - Click here. (opens new window)

Last Sunday afternoon - yes, football afternoon Sunday - I was (invited) to join my wife while she went shopping at the neighbourhood JC Penny.

Note to the males reading this - no, I’m not what you’re calling me right now - I’m banking brownie points - there’s a guys only casino boat cruise scheduled early in the new year and I waiting for the right moment to yank the flag up the pole to see if anyone salutes.

Anyway, I was golden - J.C. Penny really know how to put guys in the buying mood - just get them to hell away from the real shoppers - their female partners.

Just after entering the store, when the wife automatically started sorting through stuff she never had any intention of buying, a sales lady, noting my stooped shoulders and the look of sheer frustration on my face said - are you ready for this?

"Why don’t you go over there to that sitting area - there’s a sofa and chairs and a big flat screen TV and you can watch a football game - no ones there right now and we have the NFL package so you can choose the game you want to watch."

So help me - that’s exactly what she said - it was not some out of body experience brought on by pigskin withdrawal - so I told the wife to take her time - she looked at me as if I was suffering from some sort of dementia until the saleslady explained the situation.

It couldn’t of worked out better if I had planned it myself - it was win-win for everybody - the wife completed her shopping and told me it was time to go just at the beginning of halftime - the game was only four minute into the third quarter when we arrived home - the C&C was on cloud nine because I didn’t bug her and slow her down and she was on cloud nine as she marvelled at the 70% off deals and, I assume, J.C. made a few bucks.

I do not have any commercial affiliation with the store - but all I can say is - God Bless You J.C. Penny

This next item was sheer coincidence - the next day, my daughter-in-law Julie sent me this J.C. Penny commercial as I reminder for me and all males to smarten up this Christmas shopping season or be forever doomed to - THE HOUSE

Thanks to retired buddy Jim Hill for sending in this link - Elvis with Martina McBride joining in - via computer- for Blue Christmas - opens new window.

This is an amazing video - Incredible footage of a dog attempting to save his friend on a dangerous and busy highway in Chile South America.

Follow-up - a newspaper reader from Chile said this: "I read about this video on the paper yesterday and it said the dog that was ran over by the car didn't make it.. It also said that a lot of people called the highway emergency number wanting to adopt the hero dog, but it was left on a street near Costanera an never found again."

My thanks to retired buddy Elma Hickman for sending in today’s kicker:

A Senior’s Christmas Poem

'Twas the night before Christmas at Rock-Away Rest,
And all of us seniors were looking our best.
Our glasses, how sparkly, our wrinkles, how merry; Our punch bowl held prune juice plus three drops of sherry.
A bedsock was taped to each walker in hope, That Santa would bring us soft candy and soap.
We surely were lucky to be there with friends, Secure in this residence and in our Depends.

Our grandkids had sent us some Christmasy crafts, Like angels in snowsuits and penguins on rafts.
The dental assistant had borrowed our teeth, And from them she'd crafted a holiday wreath.
The bed pans, so shiny, all stood in a row, Reflecting our candle's magnificent glow.
Our supper so festive -- the joy wouldn't stop -- Was creamy warm oatmeal with sprinkles on top.
Our salad was Jell-O, so jiggly and great, Then puree of fruitcake was spooned on each plate.

The social director then had us play games, Like "Where Are You Living?" and "What Are Your Names?" Old Grandfather Looper was feeling his oats, Proclaiming that reindeer were nothing but goats.
Our resident wand'rer was tied to her chair, In hopes that at bedtime she still would be there. Security lights on the new fallen snow Made outdoors seem noon to the old folks below.

Then out on the porch there arose quite a clatter (But we are so deaf that it just didn't matter). A strange little fellow flew in through the door, Then tripped on the sill and fell flat on the floor.
'Twas just our director, all togged out in red. He jiggled and chuckled and patted each head.
We knew from the way that he strutted and jived Our social- security checks had arrived.
We sang -- how we sang -- in our monotone croak, Till the clock tinkled out its soft eight-p.m. stroke.

And soon we were snuggling deep in our beds. While nurses distributed nocturnal meds.
And so ends our Christmas at Rock-Away Rest. 'fore long you'll be with us. We wish you the best.

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