Elly: Browse The Strips

Monday, June 13, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My mother did make my daughter a lovely smocked dress to wear at my brother and his wife's wedding. I kept this sweet memento until my granddaughter was big enough to wear it, and when she put it on, it looked old-fashioned and unattractive. I gave this lovely handmade dress to the Salvation Army in the hope that someone out there would appreciate all the work that went into it. I didn't feel guilty. Very fortunately, that's what my mom would have done, too.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Lynn's Comments: One of my husband's favourite lines was, "It's best to be honest. And, once you've faked honesty, you've got it made!"

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I think there's a play out there somewhere called, "I Love You, You're Perfect. Now Change." Does anyone know anything about this? Is it still running somewhere? I thought it was the best title, but never got to see the play!

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My husband really was happiest when he was in his workshop. No matter what was going on around him, his hobbies and his various projects kept him focused and content. If you wanted to spend time with him, the workshop was the place to be. Katie learned this at a very young age, which is why she can now fix or make just about anything!

Monday, June 27, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Having Connie, Lawrence, and their new family move back into the Pattersons' neighbourhood gave me much more to write about. Elly and Connie were a good mix of characters, and Lawrence was a wonderful sidekick for Mike. I had written them out of the strip without realizing how much they added to it!

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Throughout my life, I have had wonderful friends--both men and women, who were there when I needed them. Likewise, I have always been there for them, too. Good friends are the bandages, the bed rest, and the chicken soup of life!

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Lynn's Comments: This scenario dates back to my own childhood. My brother and I would torment each other by simply staring. This "game" even had a name: it was "Seeing" (from the lament, "Daddy! She's seeing at me!") This could get intensely annoying, and when my brother finally broke down and asked Dad to intervene, he got into the act. He invented the "one eye see," the "two eye half see," the "blinking see," and so on. With Dad ready to play the game along with us, the sport quickly lost its competitive sting and we gave it up. That is until I told my kids about it--and the tradition carried on.

Friday, July 8, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My dad had a friend who'd had surgery on his throat. The result was that he couldn't speak. He had learned to talk by what Dad said was called, "an educated burp." This fascinated my brother and me, so Dad challenged us to see how much of the alphabet we could recite in one long burp. Unimpressed, Mom told us off--saying we should have better things to do with our time. As soon as she was out of earshot, Dad, my brother and I continued our efforts. Yes, Dad didn't have to do much to convince Alan and me, and all the kids in the neighbourhood that he was one of us.

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Lynn's Comments: This happened. I was glad to have been wearing clean underwear. Old superstitions can bear fruit. In this case, it was Fruit of the Loom!

Monday, July 25, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Katie was a flower girl in my brother's wedding. My mom spent days making her dress--the front was beautifully smocked by hand.

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Lynn's Comments: This is another true story, which went word for word into the strip. It belongs to my friends, Sandy and Kevin O'Grady. Kevin actually did this and they still laugh about it today.

Saturday, July 30, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Meanwhile, Sandy was at the wedding wondering where Kevin had gone. How long could it take to dispose of a bag of garbage?

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Once, at the Winnipeg Airport, Aaron, who had been given a plastic squirt gun, decided to aim at the guard as we went through security. We were all immediately taken to a secure area and searched. Everything was opened, screened, examined and set aside. We were questioned, and sternly let go just before our flight boarded. We thought the guards had been a bit extreme. After all, it was just a toy squirt gun. Still, we made sure our kids never had weaponry of any kind when we went through security.

Monday, August 1, 2016

Lynn's Comments: [Continued from last month:] Sandy sat in the pew and watched the wedding ceremony--worried and angry. Where could Kevin be?

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Lynn's Comments: He described the dumpster as being behind a restaurant and grocery store. Wet and decaying vegetables lay in a mucky stew on the bottom. He had to climb in, wearing his best clothes, and dig around in the stinking mess to find his car keys. If it had been a watch, he might have just let it go! Car keys were essential!

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Farley didn't much care if there were squirrels in the yard--he reacted to food and the great outdoors. Any opportunity to disappear into the ravine behind our house, saw him gone. He would eventually be found wet, dirty and blissfully happy--no matter how hard we scolded him. Our next dog, Willy, was a squirrel chaser. If he saw one out the window, he had to be let out before he busted something. Wildly, madly, barking and running as fast as his short legs would take him Willy would chase a squirrel until it was too far up a tree to see any more. He never caught one, of course, and the squirrels loved the comedy of it all.

Monday, August 8, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Kevin O'Grady spent the entire day aware of how badly he smelled of the dumpster. If things like this weren't so funny, we'd never get through life!