The waffles and sausage diet

Saying for the day:Every good diet is filled with foods you don't want to eat.

Sometimes something you find in the news gives you hope.

Thus week I read about George Johnson who lived to be 112 years old.
Now that is a pretty good age.
He was a veteran in World War I.

What interested me was his diet.
According to the article he had a diet that consisted largely of sausages and waffles.
This flies in the face of all the experts that tell us how to eat in order to stay healthy.
I don’t remember a single one recommending a waffle and sausage diet as the stairway to a ripe old age.
They always recommend things I don’t want to eat and things I will never eat.

But if George could make to 112 on waffles and sausage I should be able to get up on there on meat and potatoes.
Not only did he live to 112 but when he died an autopsy showed his organs to be in roughly the same condition as a sixty year old.
So , thanks to George, I have decided to stop feeling guilty about what I eat.

I might even take up eating waffles and sausage.

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News from Pigeon Falls-the little town in my backyard where old ladies carry shotguns– The White Rabbit still hasn’t been seen so Mrs. Trumble may have sent him back to the hot place. She is still carrying her shotgun and she says she has some more of those special shells.
Eino tried the Chicago number he was given and got a secretary who said she wasn’t aware of any activity in Pigeon Falls but then she didn’t know the company owned a house there either. Eino asked why the other number had been discontinued and she said she didn’t know what he was talking about. They have always had this number. Then Eino asked to talk to the President of the company and she said he was out of town and Eino could try again tomorrow.
Through all of this Eino never mentioned the stone statue in his basement.
As if we didn’t have enough trouble with White Rabbits and Dragons now Mrs. Kivi’s parrot escaped. So now there is a parrot flying around Pigeon Falls and surprising people. When a bird in a tree talks to you , you tend to get surprised. Polly ( not a very original name) can say “Hi”, “How are You”, “Give me a kiss” and about four other phrases. Poor George Olson got his face slapped when he tried to kiss his girlfriend. He was sure she said “Give me a kiss”. Then they discovered it was a parrot in the tree. Polly’s timing never was much good. O! Polly also has a nasty laugh. Mrs. Kivi wants the bird captured before a hawk or something gets it. She has offered a reward.
Nancy says that business has been very good. All of the excitement has brought some more tourists to town. A couple so like her saffron buns they are having her ship them some every month. She might be on the verge of a new business.
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Today's link: Under the Microscope- in case you feel the urge to go camping- Remember to put the words Dr. John in the comment to get those outdoorsy JCPOINTS. Check your points HERE.
Yesterday we drew Jafabrit. If we draw her again today she gets what's in the PRIZE BOX.
We will draw when Betty gets up.

Well Betty is up. We have cut in the slips from yesterday.

She draws and the name is


Lori's Minute- Sorry Jafabrit-(sorry bree) . If she is drawn tomorrow she gets what's in the Prize Box.
Spent the morning until eleven working on the list for the blogging marathon. Want to make sure that every blog on the list is still there and that you can get to it. At eleven the people came to look at the house and we went grocery shopping. They didn't like the house. In the afternoon we picked up the cake for tomorrow morning's baptism coffee. Betty and I provide the cakes . Then we went to the evening service. After that it was out to Bev's Super Club for our postponed anniversary dinner. We had open face steak sandwiches . They were supposed to be six ounce steaks but I swear they were c loser to twelve. They were great as was the garlic bread. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA