Comment Competition Ends Midnight Dec. 31, 2012 PST

Autty Jade has taken up the challenge.  For months she has led the pack for numbers of comments – and numbers of words, too.  Today, her record was broken by Ralph with a total of 55 comments to Autty’s 50.  Autty has vowed that Ralph is not going to beat her, so watch out Ralph!  This girl’s keyboarding fingers move faster than Superman’s when he has a pressing deadline at the Daily Planet, AND Lois Lane is in trouble..  Poor, unsuspecting Ralph; he didn’t even know there was a contest.

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Ralph 55 comments on Marsha Lee’s Vanity Blog
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Autty Jade 51 comments on Marsha Lee’s Vanity Blog

Close behind the two leading commenters, with 45 comments on Blog Marsha Lee, is my new-found sister in Australia, Eternal Traveler.  Her daughter has decided that we are two of a kind, and therefore I am her aunt.  So it’s official I have a niece.

The Eternal Traveler - 45
The Eternal Traveler – 45

Lagging behind the three top expressionists are Dianne Gray and ADinparadise, tied at 28, and Sharechair, at 17 all time comments on Marsha Lee’s Vanity Blog.  If Ralph takes off on vacation, and Autty’s computer goes on the blink again, we may have an unexpected winner.  It could be YOU!!!  There are plenty of days left to comment.

Prizes will be announced at a later date, but whether champagne is in order remains to be seen.  Autty Jade KNEW she had to get her computer fixed when she read that Ralph and I were cavorting around with online champagne bottles.  Ralph popped them, I poured them, and Kalev imbibed them.  Rumors were that Kalev drank all 10 bottles of champagne.   Kalev had a great night’s sleep, and kept quiet all day today.  I’ve not heard a peep out of her since the trip to find snow.

I discovered today that Ralph may have had cameras installed in our cupboards to make sure that V and I are not harboring any unaccounted for bottles of champagne.  We have been searching for the cameras since we saw the insides of our cabinets live on Ralph’s site.  We were hoping that the cameras had vacuum cleaners attached to them to get rid of any unsightly dust bunnies that might appear on the internet.   Unfortunately he wasted his time and money because there are NO champagne bottles, full or otherwise, ensconced in our cabinets!

Lurking dust bunnies
Lurking dust bunnies

I’ll keep you posted as the contest heats up.  Presently not all competitors know there IS a contest.  In fact no one does.  So it remains to be seen if top contender, Ralph will even pick up the comment gauntlet.

So Ralph, The Eternal Traveler, Dianne, AD, Sharechair, and any others of you that think you can race against Autty, The Commenter Extraordinaire.

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I’ll post the results daily except for Christmas and Christmas Eve during Renee’s 16th party.  I made a mistake telling all of you it was going to be her 17th birthday.  Renee has been fudging on her age for the past few months telling us that she is already 16, when in fact, she is JUST turning 16.  Don’t forget her amazing party starting Dec. 24th right here on Marsha Lee’s Vanity Blog.  :)

* Note  The editor of Marsha Lee’s Vanity Blog denies any responsibility for rumors that may have started here.

Mama Kitty, do you really believe that I could have drunk all that champagne?    I don't remember a thing about it.
Mama Kitty, do you really believe that I drank all that online champagne? I don’t remember a thing about it.  I think Ralph drank it, and tried to blame me for it!!!

I was going to wait until 12:00, but I just CAN’T do it!!!  Let the games begin!  And may the best commenter win!  Win lose or draw, I love you all!!!

148 thoughts on “Comment Competition Ends Midnight Dec. 31, 2012 PST”

  1. I got up early this morning and found my blog missing. Lo and behold, I find it here, in your post Marsha. Maaaaarsha!! You can’t go around taking people’s blogs like that especially when they are asleep. What am I going to do with you ????

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      1. No i can’t. I would be in a terrible state without it. So while you were asleep I U-hauled it back to Spain where it belongs. I have left a copy of my post as I would hate to see you as a ruined woman, with your post in tatters, and your reputation tarnished. Nobody will ever know !! ;)

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      2. Hard to do on my cell phone. There is no top or bottom, just comments. She is a darling, though, and if you want to share some champagne with Autty, I think that would be just grand!!!!

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      3. Ralph, what AM I going to do with you, rummaging through Ute’s luggage, fighting with Autty over popping the cork and nearly leaving me on the tracks for the train to run over? I can’t sit you in the corner when you’re willing to cramp up into a tight ball inside of Ute’s bag. Maybe I should let Autty put her squirrels on your hat brim. I just don’w know right now. I’m going to have to think about it! Marsha :)

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    1. Well, I hand over the fine honour of popping corks to you, as intoxicating as the activity may be…as I cannot deprive thee, Ralph, of such a gruntling activity- enjoy, dear matie, so worth the sacrifice, indeed.

      Autty

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      1. The question of popping is now irrelevant as Traveler is now the winner, so the champagne must go there, but what I have gained is a new friend, so by relinquishing a chance of winning I have won the best prize of all. :D

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      2. You and Autty have not read the only rule. That is that the contest is not over until midnight, Dec. 31. I am guessing that the frantic pace we have seen today may slow down a bit, but today is NOT, I repeat NOT the end of the race. Not only that, I am the only one with the stats. So if you and Autty drop out of the race, and NEVER write to me again, then ET may win, but I’m hoping that you both will continue to talk to me because if you don’t I will be extremely sad as I love you both. But if that is what you both want, I will retreat to my bedroom and cry in my pillow until the end of the year. :( Mars (hiccup) ha (sniff, sniff)

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      3. My dear fellow, those are words that deeply touch me briny heart- indeed, the grandest prize of all, beyond any means of measurement- a friend well-met, as I now have found in you, I am honoured and deeply gruntled indeed. :) There is no better gift, than that of friendship, so I thank thee, and our Marsha Lee,

        Autumn Jade

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      4. Lass, do not cry into pillows! Give Ralph a hug, share a cupper, and sally forth, onward! We walk along this wonderful path together, as dear chums well-met! I really must shred this sappy-mode I am in…did I mention when I am dehydrated I tend to be a little sappy as well? I shiver it away, reach for the lime water, and await future posts with ardent anticipation.

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    1. hahaha, Kathy, that might take more time than it’s worth. You could creatively come up with a word or two to post faster than reciting. I’m not sure how WordPress is counting because last night when I started reading comments Smiling had 50 and Ralph had 55, and Eternal had 47. Then by the time I finished an hour or so later Ralph still had 55, Eternal had 53, and Smiling had slipped to 46. Weirdly that was after she had just written me ten posts in the comment boxes. So I may have to come up with my own counting system, and maybe figure in word count as well. OR I might have folks trying to enter one word comments and counting them against poor Autty’s posts!!!!! hahaha Marsha Lee :)

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  2. What’s all this about me making all these bugling vows? I made no such vows! Why I conede, as my comments may be numerous but lack in real quality, as they ramble on incoherently. I have a painful memory of going on and on and on about cat names….for example. Why just look at this one now….hot sibilant air. I give it away to our dear Ralph, of comic genius, and to dear Traveler, of genuine heart. (If this was a rugby, then it would be a different story of course, for I am merciless. Traveler and Ralph would be flattened I fear. I am just like an unstoppable steam train, identical.) Super Man fingers? Well…I don’t think THAT is an understatement ;) (Could not cease laughing at the “Fingers Ready” photo, by zee way) Fantastic post. I hope all may enjoy the champagne immensely while I lurk in shadows outside, challengining anyone to a game of rugger….no one ever takes me up on it…:( Sir always cries, and that is before the game has even begun….That’s just not very sporting…

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      1. Is THAT what happens when you are dehydrated? You make lots of comments. No more water for Autty!!! Being dehydrated give me an instant headache – not fun!!!! You just get silly! Want to trade side effects? Marsha Lee :)

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      2. Depends on the level of dehydration. There is the “silly, I’m going to regret writing this” dehydration- there is the dehydration where I would have written, “sily I’m gogingu to regtru writing thsi” dehydration, really I become very dyslexic, and then the one where I can no longer pontificate, which is terrible. Some of them come with headache. It is astounding to imagine what I’d be like there at Berkley where the weather is less harsh…why I might make sense…suddenly you’d have stylish, smart, witty, brilliant comments…oh what am I dreaming?? I’ll still be the old clowny oaf that I am! At least I’ll be swimming with great whites, there’s the difference. :D (If you have not noticed, I am slightly dehydrated right now. Time to braek out the lime watre)

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    1. I may have to rewrite the contest. Ralph wants his website back. He accused me of stealing it, and he hasn’t been back since! You don’t want to play. Sharechair wants to cheat and write one word comments! V thinks my blog has sunken to the level of a chatroom. Oh dear. And I had such fun with the post. I guess I was the only one having fun, at the rest of your expense. What am I to do? Should I delete the post????? I can’t stand the idea of you not playing! I was devastated when you went away for a few days, and my comment box was dragging. What will I do? Help me!!!! Marsha Lee :)

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      1. You have me in it all the way for you, Lassie! I will sail and soar and stumble through your posts with fingers poised! As for being like a chatroom, well, V, thank you, I do think we all are young at heart, just like those online chatters. ;) So, my vote is no deleting. Let the game gambol on!

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      2. I say, what time is it there in Spain? 4 going on 5? Perhaps he’s having a spot of tea and some crumpets and is thus engaged?? Perhaps his favourite radio programme has come on. A bit of Mark (or is it Mike?) Steel going on about the places he visits in that wittty way- brilliant man love his show. Oh gosh THE RAMBLING this is bad! LIME WATER!

        Really I highly doubt our dear loved Ralph could ever be upset with you!!! I thought your idea was another excellent creative fun plot! No harm in it at all!! :D

        Perhaps he is out feeding some squirrels or something, I bet that’s it. I used to think he wore Panama hats, which would give rides to many squirrels, but I recently realised his hat is just a sun hat hiking sort of thing, flimsy brim….won’t carry many squirrels….where’s the water???

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      3. I’m not letting you near the lime water Autty! I’m going to kidnap you and email you to Spain, where they don’t have limes, let alone lime water. You and Ralph can be having a bloggin’ good time while you have a spot o’ tea, and a biscuit or scone. Whatever he hasn’t taken out to the skip yet. But the good news is that Ralph is back. I had to tell him he was my best friend though, so don’t be alarmed. Besides it was too good. He was asking me an impossible question. Who is my best friend? I mean, who can answer that kind of a question? Really? I love so many. I’m not a very faithful best friend. I’m just in love with the world. So my dear, lovely Autty, until your next epistle. Aurevoir. ML :)

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    1. Auttttttttty! What are you insinuating?????????? I did feel pretty giddy last night after imbibing all your wonderful comments. I felt like I was flying. Who needs bubbly? I fly high without it! Just feed me a comment or 10, and I’m a happy girl. :) Marsha :)

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      1. I was actually insinuating we both did, I think. But cyber bubbly aside, dear friend, I shan’t abandon you. I will be your faithful old commenter, though I tremble in contests, other than the raw brutish kind, because, as I’ve told you before, I am a complete brute. Really, I am. Giants run in terror from me. You would understand if you saw me with a fist, something any fine Irish lass should never be loose without. All other contests however, I’m a scardy little wee wimpy puling mewling sort of thing. But I will “buck up” for you any day. ;) Still…that Ralph is one scary contender….

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      2. Yes, I am such a wimp with contests, as well. I used to engage in art contests, and I loved the other art so much, I never felt it fair to ever win over anyone else. I’m just that kind of person. Do you know what in cross country I had fine track shoes I never wore because I despised having any advantage over kids that could not afford such shoes. I always wore my worst average running shoes for a race. I still have them by the way, and I still wear them. I also have my precious track shoes, which are an every-day shoe for me. Without the cleats of course. But anyway, the coach was not happy with me. She said I needed to be more competitive. But as I’ve said, if it’s a sport where I can bash people, that is another matter entirely. But still afterwards, I would say, “Oh dear chap, I do hope you are not too badly mangled, after all that.” I’m going on and on again, I notice. This is bad. Getting lime water now!

        We all comment for the love of Marsha, and the prize? A little love in return. No matter what you do, I LOVE our exchanges, they enrich my life, and that is the truth indeed.

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      3. Autty, I love them, too. You still have the shoes!!!! You must not be very hard on shoes, or you just graduated from high school in June.

        So are you saying I can’t turn love into a contest? I guess that’s not surprise. I would hate it if my friends deserted me just for the sake of a contest!!!! How sad would I be then? V would not be able to put up with my long face, and droopy shoulders, and drips all over the carpet. He might put me out, too.

        OH dear! :) Marsha Lee :)

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      4. Well I have not deserted you, and Ralph should know, it’s just another form of your expression of Marsha Love!

        Yes well, they are very high quality. They’ve lasted many years. I have to shoe-glue them now, I fear, but then, all well again. I’m hoping to get at least one more year out of them. They feel like slippers, and I can go into full sprints whenever I like- down the isle at the grovery store, for example, or stream through the farmer’s market like a flash. They’re wonderful. I am actually giving them a bath today. Listen to me?? It’s like they’re trusty companions, my dear faithful canines or such. And then the other pair I use for yard work/ manual labour.

        I can still hear all the times coach scowled and glowered, “SLACKER” at me and I just smiled knowing that I wasn’t going to change who I was no matter what name I was dubbed. I still obtained a Varsity letter, with all that slacking!

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      5. Yes, but my dear Autty, you keep falling. Did you ever consider that it might be the loose shoe soles? Varsity Letter! Wow! And why didn’t you have a scholarship to Berkeley? Or somewhere else of your choosing at the time. What is wrong with colleges these days anyway? :)

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      6. Ha well, I WAS on my way ;) things interfered I am afraid. Not the system’s fault. Life. Bro went to prison, which I did not handle very well. Then me mum got sick. I withdrew. We moved. So worth it by the way…she got to depart in paradise, we got out of that town- nasty place outside of Chicago. We made it to paradise…:) I remember when we were making plans to move to Florida (Sir was interviewing across the country, and found one that looked promising there on the Space Coast, yus!) I’d said to her, as I was a bit of a cynic back then (still am, but a positive one haw haw), well I said, “It is impossible…we’re not really ever going to leave…and escape to the beach, living on the OCEAN impossible…” My mum said, “Have I EVER LIED to you?!!” Well that shut up that negativity and I believed. We made it. Grateful the schools were kind and understanding. The system in IL would not have been so kind…I would have had to have gone for a GED YUK. After my mum’s departure, I went to night school (blissfully) and was able to get my diploma.

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      7. OH, Autty, I’m so sorry! That is dreadfully sad. Those were sad times indeed. V used to live near Chicago, and I lived 110 miles south of there growing up. I have no desire to go back except for a visit. I’m glad you are where life is good. AD lives in paradise also. I’m sure you are a great blessing to Sir, and he to you. Marsha Lee. lots of xoxoxs instead of a smile this time.

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      8. Aye it was dreary, and yet, I still grin away thankful for all those groovy good times I’ve known. I really am terribly blessed in this way. I have known so many that grew up in broken tattered homes, parents divorced or fighting or abused or very commonly, emotionally unavailable…I never had battles with my mum like so many fellow lasses I knew- she and I were a force of our own, crashing about laughing all the time, and sharing endless profound moments of joy, peace, wisdom, wonder, understanding- she was me best friend indeed and still is, always abiding there through memory, in nature, everywhere I go, I just grin feeling that undying Irish spirit all around me. I know so many never get to know what that feels like…to have so many beautiful moments like that….Beege, my bro, there is much sadness still with…but I have so many moments I cherish of him, too. And I am ready for all that may come in the future, knowing my spirit shall ever remain as is, an old Irish briny barnacled, limestone-encrusted lass, yah yah!

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    1. Sylvia, those were on your post. My states tell me that you made 28 comments on my posts. Now I don’t know how accurate that really is. Like I said Autty lost ground after she made 10 or 12 comments yesterday. Right now there are no rules. In fact two of the three major contenders may have dropped out. Yikes!!! What a contest. Maybe I’d better stay in the business of going to your blog for a visit. I just don’t know. What do you think?

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      1. I have no idea, Marsha. I’m in the car, travelling up through Florida towards Georgia, so the internet is far too patchy for playing games. Besides which, I have 244 e-mails to catch up with. :lol:

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      2. hahaha Don’t worry about it, Sylvia. It’ started as a joke, and it still is just for fun. There’s NO reason to get alarmed. Travel, have fun, and don’t get swamped in emails!!! You get more emails in a day than I get in 3 or 4. It was worse when I was working, but now!! It’s all fun stuff! So enjoy the holidays worry- free! Lots of love, Marsha Lee :)

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      3. Sylva, You are doing well. You don’t have to limit your comments to what’s going on in this post. You can do a play by play on your trip, then compile them for your next post!!! What’s your favorite kind of online champagne?

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    1. Ah but I relinquish the winning post as well, better rugger-player that I may be, so to Traveler it goes! Now, Marsha, when this contest hath ended, we must see excerpts of your favourite comment moments from this past year during the evolution of this wonderful fun blog

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      1. The truth is that there are still many days to go. We’ll just let time take it’s course, and at the end, I promise to share some of my favorite remarks. That will be a VERY hard task because all remarks are precious to me.!!

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      1. They were at it all day! They have each other to play off of. I’m having trouble with time zones. It’s 1:50 a.m. here. For Autty it’s 4:50 a.m. and for Ralph, it’s 10:50 a.m. I think his last comment was made at 3:30 a.m. his time. That’s why it’s so hard to tell what time it is. Some of us goof balls are staying up all night, then come morning, we’re shot!!! Anyway, you can visit Ralph, see if he’s up, but I’m going to need to go to bed pretty soon here!!! Sorry I can’t stay up to spar with you like I did with them. I think I get too carried away. Last comments they made, they were ready to concede to you – after making a gazillion comments each. I think I’ve turned into a monster – the person your daughter warned you about – creating more cyber-monsters just like myself. So take care. Lots of love – ML :)

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      2. Hello, it’s Saturday morning, 7.30, here. The snowmen taste great but they don’t look so good. They were dipped in white chocolate and we had to put the faces on. When we did the first one, his face slipped down to his toes. So we stopped and we are going to experiment again today. I have to take them to a Christmas Soiree tonight…

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      3. I will take a photo and facebook it when we are done. I won’t be on the computer for long either this morning. I have a French lesson in an hour, then I really need to do some house cleaning, then fix the snowmen so they look a little respectable before I take them out, then make an ice cream cake, and then work on some posts to schedule. Have I told you that we are going to New Zealand for our 30th wedding anniversary? I want to get some posts ready so they keep publishing while we are away. Do you think we should start emailing instead of having short chats like this??

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      4. Hi Carol, Got them. Am enjoying them immensely. Have you sent these to Mr. Jack of Jack in the Box fast food restaurants. They would be perfect for him! They look just like him!!! So adorable! :) Marsha

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      5. Carol, I’m sure Justin would get over it. He’s just a Jack in the Box. AND he does have a wife and son. It’s obvious that Justin is your real love. But maybe Justin would like a playmate. Maybe Jack’s son??? :) Marsha :)

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      1. Ralph, I learned from the master! Not only that, when you win over the best commenters on the web, the sparks fly!!! I have, as you do, the best commenters on the web, you being the lead followed closely by Smiling Toad, and trailed slightly by Eternal Traveler, AD, Diane Gray and Sharechair! And those are just in the last 1000 comments. But YOU are KING of the Comments. I haven’t published a post with nothing yet! I’m sure I would not have your talent for that!!! :)

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      2. This is nothing. Have you been following your comments in A Day trip in search of snow. Marsha is trying to get us married. Two posts back. I can’t wait to read your reply Ute ;)

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      3. I think Ute has fainted !! Ring ?? I haven’t said a word but possibly too many have passed my keyboard and in doing so I have put my foot in it big time. ;)

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      4. Well if you are asking her to marry you, shouldn’t you have a ring???? Diamond, gemstone??? Something????? I mean you are not going to find it rummaging around in HER luggage! She shouldn’t have to buy her own ring!!!!

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      5. Ute, we’re talking about you, here. Your whole life hangs in the balance!!! This plane trip to California has turned into a wedding ceremony/honeymoon????? hmmm. I was just asking his intentions. No harm meant!!!

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      6. It’s always best for a woman to buy things for herself for if a man buys her something it’s always the wrong item, size, colour, style or day of the week, ;)

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      7. Ralph, Ralph, Ralph Are things that different in Spain? The MAN buys the ring and gets down on his knee, holds the ring up for inspection to his ONE and ONLY love and presents it with himself to her for approval. She then cries, throws her arms around him, kisses him passionately. He assumes that the answer then is yes, keeps kissing her back, and winks at the camera woman. OPS, how did that get in there? No he keeps his eyes closed until she pulls away. Then he looks deeply into her eyes, tells her how beautiful she is, how much he loves her, and how he wants to spend the rest of his life with her at his side. Then they walk hand in hand onto the plane, he’s saved from flying cargo class, and they’re off to California to be married by Marsha Lee, who has obtained a special license just for this occasion. They honeymoon in the Sequoias where it is nice and chilly. They’lll have a beautiful cozy room with a fireplace., and have a lovely honeymoon, then go back down the mountain pick up Marsha Lee, V and Kalev and go on a month long tour of California. THAT’S HOW IT’S DONE, Ralph :) Love, Marsha Lee :)

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      8. Wait, wait, wait. Hold on there, Ralph. I can’t marry Ute! I’m married. I can’t have 2 husbands! Besides I’m not the one who asked her i the first place. This conversation sure has gotten out of hand!!! I just don’t want you to be embarrassed and not be prepared with a ring, Ralph!!! But, you DON’T have to take my good advice. Who am I anyway? Marsha Lee?????? :)

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    1. Ute, You of all people know that I can’t beat Ralph! Ralph commented on my post, therefore my post IS Ralph, as it is now Ute, also The only way a post grows is with the love my friends shower on it. :) Marsha :)

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  3. Marsha you got it, you described it so romantically and beautifully. I would love to be proposed like that many times…. sooo beautliful….. by my heart throb George Clooney ….sorry Ralph! I still love you too though.
    Seriously we could go and visit Marsha together one day…. ??

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    1. uh oh, Ralph, now I think Ute is proposing to YOU???? But I’m not sure it’s marriage. Ute, are you sure you want to ruin Ralph’s reputation like that???? However, you would both be more than welcome to visit me. I would love to have you!!!! George, too if you want to meet him here, and have him tag along. :) Marsha :)

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    2. Saved by Ute !! Whew. I was getting pulled into a Marsha plot to marry me off. But yes we should go to California and see Marsha. Whew !! *wiping sweat from my brow* Love you Ute :)

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      1. Now, Ralph, I was just trying to help! You couldn’t ask for a sweeter, more beautiful SINGLE lady. As in ONLY ONE!!! OK, now I know. All I need now is dates – from when to when. Then’ I’ll have to advertise because Bloggers from all over Bloggerland are going to want to meet you two while you’re here. Then I need a list of the places that are on your MUST SEE list, besides ME, of course!!! Marsha :)

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      2. I’m sorry Ralph, Don’t get flustered. You are the calm one here. I’m the one always going into a panic when I lose contact – remember???? On my little screen I just see “we should…” Then I have to figure out from that what went on before. I can’t even imagine how out of control this post has gotten. Maybe it’s too much even for Mr. and Mrs. WP. I’m just thrilled that you and Ute are coming to see me. :)

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  4. I think Ute’s list of visits are George Clooney, George Clooney, George Clooney, George Clooney, George Clooney, George Clooney, George Clooney, and George Clooney. I am still working on my preference, but being with Ute and your good self is a good start :)

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    1. Ralph, Hold on to your hat! I Agree with YOU!!! I have to warn Ute that I don’t have any in with George. She’s going to have to make those arrangements herself!!! We can have fun with or without G. Marsha:)

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      1. I have made my list. A high speed drive down a street in San Francisco where the car flies. A Top Gun flight from Pasadena. A gun fight on the side of Cops. Failing that. A coffee with Ute and Marsha plus other bloggers.

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      2. You got it, Ralph. Too bad V had to get rid of his Nova. He would have been only TOO happy to take your for a FAZT ride down the SF hills. No sweat – at least not mine. I would be safely ensconced in a coffee shop with Ute! :) The gunfight. We have plenty of those here in cowboy land. Roy Rogers filmed his famous shows right in Tulare County up in the hills. I can put you right in the middle of a gun fight if you want!! Just dodge the bullets. I wouldn’t want you to get killed or anything. :) Marsha :)

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      3. What i would really like to do is wing walk on the top of a biplane, do the loop and low inverted flight, but i am probably too tall at 6’5″ to fit the harness. failing that museums, aquariums, throwing bread into a duck pond with friends and kids.

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      4. hahah! Wing walk! Shame you’re so tall, Ralph. I would video that! Who knows you could rescue me from a wing rather than a train track!!! How cool would that be?? OK, if that’s out, museums, aquariums, and duck ponds it is!!! :) ML

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      5. You got it, Ralph! A hamper is where you put your dirty clothes??? The rest of the things – well the gramophone, I’m not so sure, but the rest of the things I’m sure we can find. :) Marsha

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  5. Marsha firstly thank you for your lovelly words about me. Ralph is right, it is George, but then there is someone else : Thomas Bergersen my favourite composer, lovely , romantic ..in his songs… has a girlfriend and a Lamborghini….. lives in California! See he might be a match…… no not reallly too young…..
    In the end, I would just be happy to see you and the world you live in! i will put this on my list to do!

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    1. Bad news, Ute. I don’t have any in with Thomas either. I can get you into the Ice House Theater in Visalia. I do know the Sons of the San Joaquin – cowboy singers. I had dinner with Chris somebody or another who was an extra in a movie, and some movie star on General Hospital, can’t remember her name. My friend Elane is pretty well connected, but I’m not! She knows Stephen Spielberg. oh yes, and I know the man who does animation and worked on the Titanic set, and animator, I think. He wrote a coffee book on the Titanic. So there you have it, No George, no Thomas. But WE can have fun without them!!! :) Marsha :)

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      1. I am glad you choose the coffeeshop with me while Ralph is doing all the dangerous stuff. And I know even without those guys we will have a great time, and laugh alot I can tell….. we will have a lot of fun!

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