TUESDAY, 24 MARCH 2015 Well, you know how it goes: You buy a new set of towels for the bathroom, and now your paint looks grungy. After you paint, the wallpaper looks old & worn. New wallpaper makes the shower curtain look moldy; then the bathtub & tiles look dated. When you've finished remodeling the entire bathroom, you realize the new towels don't really "go" with the new look . . . As you saw in the previous photos, the aluminum jalousie windows now look like crap . . . pitted, worn and the single panes do NOT keep out the heat or the noise. And what better time to put in new windows than BEFORE painting the outside? So, another change order goes in . . . I tell Joe that he and his crew might as well fill out change-of-address cards . . . . . . they could be here for a long time.
Of course, John knows how to do this, AND has the tools to do the work quickly & cleanly.
Brad takes a shortcut . . .
LUUCEEE YOU GOT SOME 'SPLAININ' TO DO 2002-24 MARCH 2015 GOTCHA DAY 15 FEBRUARY 2009
Luuceee crossed the Rainbow Bridge at 6 p.m., Florida time, without ever experiencing the ocean or the beach, as I had promised her. She began heavy breathing and coughing; her x-rays showed an enlarged heart and lungs full of fluid. She crashed once and the vet was able to resuscitate her, but she crashed again. I couldn't see putting her through this again and again, so we helped her cross the Rainbow Bridge. Light a candle; look for a new star, singing for her dinner . . . Her story begins HERE; her original name was Paris
IF I SHOULD GROW FRAIL If it should be that I grow frail and weak And pain does keep me from my sleep, Then will you do what must be done For this - the last battle - can't be won. You will be sad I understand But don't let grief then stay your hand. For on this day, more than the rest Your love and friendship must stand the test. We have had so many happy years, You wouldn't want me to suffer so. When the time comes, please, let me go. Take me to where my needs they'll tend, Only, stay with me till the end. And hold me firm and speak to me Until my eyes no longer see. I know in time you will agree It is a kindness you do to me. Although my tail its last has waved, From pain and suffering I have been saved. Don't grieve that it must now be you Who has to decide this thing to do. We've been so close - we two - these years, Don't let your heart hold any tears. -- Julia Napier, copyright 1999
RAINBOW BRIDGE Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together . . . Author Unknown

NEW WINDOWS . . . HERE