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Multiple Sclerosis Via The Lancet

Jane (Margie): Some of you may recall that I lost my beloved  and only nephew, Chris, last May. He died from complications of MS at age 32. He was my world and all the joy in it and I miss him terribly. I try to post information about MS when I can and that is why I'm here today.


I am happy to present  Multiple sclerosis Journals from The Lancet. You will be able to listen to free podcasts for author interviews and expert discussions covering international issues relevant to neurology. Here, individuals can learn more through  direct links to free resources such as reviews, opinions, and news throughout the Lancet online community.

Many thanks to The Lancet for providing this information.

Merry Christmas

Margie: Edna, I always look forward to this every year. We sit in the parlor with our cordials and exchange gifts. It's very pleasant.

I decided to get you something useful this year. No lotions or creams or Polident for you. I'm giving you a gift of the one thing you have never experienced.Are you ready? Here it is, sister.

Edna: Here's your gift, since you're always complaining about your gout.  Although, I wonder if that would work as a how-to manual?

Margie: I hope so. I wouldn't have to buy you any more gifts for Christmas.

Edna: Margie, you're a regular Scrooge. Just for that I'm not going to give you that designer Snuggie I bought for you over to the flea market. I got it for you in camouflage so you can sneak up on the gentleman at the VFW.
   

Margie and Edna's Gift Ideas

Margie: Edna, there are so many people who wait until the last minute to buy Christmas gifts so I thought we could give folks some gift ideas. Here's something I'd like to get.


Edna: Oh honey, your hands are much too mannish to be able to wear a large ring like that. You want to minimize your deficits, dear, not emphasize them.

Now, something like this would really flatter my lovely blue eyes.

Margie: I think you mean those blue veins around your watery eyes. Nobody in their right mind would buy earbobs costing that much. Not for you anyway.

Edna: Shows how much you know, Miss Smarty-Pants. I have an email right here from an Arabian prince who says he'll share his millions with me if I send him a little bit of information. Where's your bank book, Margie? Hurry it up, before he decides there's younger fish in the sea!

Margie: Edna, you're a moron. Ask for his picture first.

Fun Friday

Christmas craziness

 

Edna:  Margie, I tell you what, I am getting too old for mall shopping any more.  I went to do some last-minute shopping today with Cousin T, and I like to have gone out of my mind.  First of all, the music was cranked up so loud in some of those stores that you could barely hear the sales clerks. Then, the temperature was insane in that mall. Hopefully those weren't hot flashes, because I’m too old for those too.  I think they make it so hot in the stores so you'll get thirsty and buy food and drinks at the food court.  Well, I am too smart to fall for that!

Then, all the people with kiosks accost you as you walk by, even if you're looking the other way and not making eye contact. No, I don't want to change my wireless service! No, I don't want to try a hair straightener (my hair is already straight!) If I wanted to buy an air-brushed tee shirt with Justin Bieber on it...well, if that ever happens, just shoot me. It was like an exercise in torture.  I'm not going back and you can't make me.

Oh, and the cherry on top was the traffic in the mall parking lot, pure insanity. I watched an old man in a truck completely run over a five-foot tall "no parking" sign, pause slightly, then keep going. He cut that sign off at the base of its metal pole, and last I saw it was just laying there in the parking lot. I don't think he even saw it, I think he thought he just ran over a speed bump or something. Cousin T and I just looked at each other.  For once, neither of us had anything to say.

If I were a drinking woman, I'd be relaxing with a nice wine cooler right about now. I think I need a nap.  Or a leisurely vacation in Florida.  See you later, sister!

Baking Christmas Cookies

Edna: Margie, get on in here and help me prep the kitchen. We're baking Christmas cookies today, and you know we promised Mrs. Pastor that she'd be getting some of our famous shortbread this year. Don't you forget to wash your hands!

Margie: Edna, must you scream in that shrill voice of yours? You prep the kitchen yourself. I'm tired of doing all the work around here. I sat in Santa's lap at the mall today and asked him to bring you a maid.

Wash your own hands. I haven't washed mine since Frank Sinatra kissed them back in 1942!

Edna: Oh, Lord, give me strength. I know you try and provoke me so you can get out of helping me, but it's not going to work, missy.

Besides, if you don't get in here and help me then you don't get to taste any of the cookies. It's your choice, sister.

A Margiedale For Christmas

Fun Friday Gift For The Ladies

Our Favorite Christmas Desserts

Margie: Edna, I thought our friends might enjoy hearing about our favorite Christmas desserts. I bet they'd like our recipes too. Well, my favorite dessert is a Banana Split Pie. Listen to my stomach growling. Edna, what's your very favorite?

Edna: Trust you to pick something non-traditional. Give me a good old-fashioned fruit cake every time, sister.

I make this every year and I never get any complaints.

Remembering Agnes Moorehead

Margie: Agnes Moorehead was born this day in 1900. She is most widely known for her role as the witch Endora in the TV series Bewitched.

Edna and I sure loved that show. I guess Edna liked it because she is a witch and I liked it because I loved how Endora would cast spells on folks.

Moorehead died of uterine cancer at the age of seventy-three in Rochester, Minnesota.

Fun Friday

National Fritters Day

Margie: Edna, this is National Fritters Day and that reminds me of Mama's apple fritters. I can smell them now. I wish I had a plate full of them and I'd eat every one.

Remember how you and I would fight over who got the most fritters? I can still hear Mama saying, "Ladies do not fight." Guess you never listened, huh?

Edna: As usual, Margie, you are misremembering. The way I recall, you would eat all the fritters before I got to the table, then you'd pinch me until I cried to make Mama think we were fighting. What you didn't know is that she always saved me a plate in the pantry. Guess you got out-smarted, sister.

IAMS Holiday Pet Adoption

Margie: Lots of pets need good homes so IAMS Holiday Adoption Drive is a worthy cause for you to participate in to help animals find a home.

Iams Home 4 the Holidays runs from October 1, 2010 to January 4, 2011. This year’s goal is to adopt 1.5 million pets

You can call this number for more information: 1-800-421-6456

Black Friday

Margie: Edna, it'll soon be time for those crazy shoppers again. They zip up and down this street like they're race car drivers. It's not safe when folks are full of turkey and head for all the sales.Do you think they really have money to spend?


Edna: I doubt it, but that never stops people from acting like fools. I just hope they don't hurt each other in the stampede once the doors open. Itty-Biddy sued Walmart for 5 million dollars last year because she got knocked over by a woman toting a flat-screen TV. 

Margie: Edna, let's go shopping at Walmart on Friday.

Happy Thanksgiving

National Cashew Day

Margie: Edna, remember how we used to fight over cashews when Daddy would bring them home? Wonder why he didn't bring 3 cans because he could eat a whole can same as you and me?

I'm glad this is Cashew Day because I'm going to celebrate with this can right here. Eat your heart out, sister.

Edna: You always were a stingy so-and-so! Daddy would not be proud of you right now, I can tell you that much.

And don't come crying to me later when you've got a stomachache from scarfing down that whole can, you glutton.

Margie: Edna, where's that Maalox?

Pat-down Fever

Margie: Edna, look at the TV. Have you seen the uproar over these airport pat downs? My stars, look at that muscular, handsome security man. Why that's plumb indecent.

Sister, did I tell you that I need to take a flight next week?

Edna: Go ahead, you hussy, but try not to be insulted when they just wave you on through without laying a hand on you.

Margie: Oh honey, when they see the padding I plan to stuff in my dress then they'll have to lay hands on me. Whee!

Edna: Margie, I think it's a federal offense to try and fool a TSA officer.  Have a nice trip, sister!

Sunday Funnies

Margie: If you'll be going to the wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton then you'll want to take a wedding gift. Here are some ideas for you.

Food Friday

Margie: Edna and I are far from being wealthy but we do try to help our neighbors when we can. We were astonished when we read the following:

"45 million Americans were food insecure last year - according to an Agriculture Department report.

This means they had difficulty feeding one or more of their members because they didn't have enough money. That's 14.7 percent of all U.S. households - or about one of every seven.

The situation was especially bad for about one-third of the households which reported very low food security."

Margie: Edna and I wanted to take this opportunity to ask that everyone count their blessings and ask what you would do if you were struggling to feed your family. Please give to your local food bank. Use a coupon and donate a can of beans or dried beans or any other item(s) you can afford. You'll feel better for doing it and you may need help one day in the future. Who knows? Thank you all.

The Great American Smokeout

The American Cancer Society created this day back in 1977. They have promoted it annually since then. It has been said many times that quitting smoking is harder than getting off heroin and it would appear to be true.

Margie: Yes, I used to be a smoker. The best way to quit is to come get my sister, Edna, and let her stay at your house for several days. She'll nag you until you'll be happy to quit to get her to leave.

A lot of folks use those stop smoking aids and that's fine. For me, I made up my mind and put them down. The 3 days it takes to get the nicotine out of your body is difficult and painful. After those 3 days, though, I promise you will feel like a new person.

Sign up if you'd like a visit from Edna.

National Multiple Sclerosis Society Needs Help

The National Multiple Sclerosis Society posted this on Facebook but we'd like to copy it in case anyone missed it. This is such an important issue so please help if you can.

"Thank you to everyone who wrote to your Senators, advocating for people with MS! If you haven't had a chance to send an email, there is still time. Senate passage of bill S.1273, is the last significant procedural hurdle to establish a national data system that tracks anonymous existing data on the epidemiology, incidence, prevalence and other factors of neurological diseases, including multiple sclerosis and Parkinson’s."

Go here and you will find a letter prepared for you to send your Senators. Simply fill in your information then click send. Thank you.

Remembering Clark Gable

Margie:  Clark Gable was a gorgeous man! My stars, all us girls went crazy over him. I love this picture because a handsome man in a uniform... Never you mind.

Clark died on this day in 1960. It's hard to believe he was only 59. My word, what a fine Margiedale he would have been!

Heading To Topeka

** Gray Alert**

Dear Friends and Neighbors,

Margie here. If you live between Jericho and Topeka, Kansas then please get off the roads. My sister, Edna, has stolen my car and is driving to Topeka to see the Governor! Edna is blind as a bat and can't half hear so you must stay out of her path.

You're probably wondering why Edna is heading to Topeka? Have you seen this story? My sister is a Happy Meals addict. Lawsy me, I've never seen a grown woman love those toys like Edna does. She says she's going to Topeka to tell our Governor that she will not tolerate fruits and vegetables in her Happy Meals. She even took a big banner that says, "Nobody tells me what I can buy to eat!"

Please call the police if you see Edna. She is a danger to good folks everywhere. Oh, if she tries to resist then just buy her a Happy Meal. That's the only thing that makes her smile. Thank you all.

Remember This?

Veterans Day

Margie Finds An Ednadale

Here's Edna's Ednadale:

Happy Halloween!

 

Happy Halloween to all you ghosties, ghoulies, and witches out there!

Love, Margie and Edna

Our Favorite Autumn Things...

We'd like to share a few of our favorite things about Autumn with you.

Apple cider (cold or hot)
Making hearty soup in the slow cooker
The smell of apple pie baking
Pretty fall leaves
Colder nights and good sleeping weather

Margie:  Hot men- never mind. Skip that, Edna.

Opening the windows and letting fresh air inside.
The smell of a fireplace
Apples
Baking bread
Getting out your warm clothes
Autumn sunsets
Going pumpkin picking

Halloween candy
Flannel sheets on the bed
Potpourri
College football
Walking through the leaves

 What are some of your favorite Autumn things? 

The Gypsy's Curse

Edna: Margie, I found this webpage in your bookmarks, I didn't know you were shopping for Halloween costumes this year. Might I suggest you find something a bit more demure? That's a little tawdry-looking, dear.

Margie: Edna, may I suggest you shut your trap? I don't know what's gotten into people these days. Mama made our costumes and they were wonderful. We could be ballerinas or a princess or anything pretty but people nowadays like monsters or worse. It's just shameful.

Edna: Well, and it's almost as if you're saying you don't have any creativity when you buy a ready-made costume. Don't people have any imagination that they can't put something together themselves? I can remember when we'd have such fun finding things to be parts of our costumes. Remember that year I went as a gypsy? Mama made the flounced skirt and I found those dangly earrings at the five and dime. Part of the fun of Halloween was planning and making your costume. People are cheating themselves by just buying one, I think.

Margie: Edna, I think you just hit on the real problem. People aren't creative these days. Remember when Mama made me a drum out an oatmeal box? That was creative.

I remember your gypsy outfit. You kept giving me the evil eye and said you'd cast a spell on me. Floozy.

Edna: It worked, too. Remember how all those mirrors cracked when you looked in them? Gypsy magic.

Have you taken a look at how expensive these costumes are to buy? My lands, you could feed a family of four for a week for what you're paying for those little scraps of fabric that will probably just fall apart after one wearing.

Margie: Scraps of fabric are fine but not in a Halloween costume. Some of those cheap things are just a waste and people who pay those ridiculous prices are crazy too.

Edna, you paid Cousin T to crack those mirrors.

Edna: You are losing your senses, woman. Cousin T wasn't even alive when I wore that costume. Perhaps you'd best lie down, I think you're getting all worked up talking about these costumes and your brain is getting scrambled. You go rest while I look for my dangly earrings and crystal ball--er, I mean, a cold compress for your head.

Visiting at the senior center

Margie: Edna, I went visiting over to the nursing home today and I'm sure glad I did. I don't think people are grateful enough for their health and mental well-being so everyone should visit the elderly sometimes.

I was ashamed of myself for complaining so much because those elderly folks can get in bad shape. Sister, it wouldn't hurt you to pay a visit there then you might quit being so grumpy.

Edna: Margie, you're the reason I'm grumpy and that's the truth. Still, you're right in that it wouldn't hurt to go visiting at the old folks home. You and I have each other, but some of those people have family who planted them there and then forgot about them. Now that's just a crying shame. I think they'd like to see a smiling face like mine every now and then, don't you?

Margie: Edna, I'm sorry to say that they probably would be glad to see even your ugly mug. Just try not to scare them.

Edna: And this is why you drive a body crazy. I try and have a serious conversation with you and all you can do is insult me. At least if I go visit the elderly, they won't argue with me and say mean things.

Margie: You're right, sister, so I'll call and reserve you a room right now.

Edna: Fine by me, you harpy.  As long as you don't come visit.

Goodbye, Mr. Curtis

 

Margie: Edna, weren't you sad to hear that Tony Curtis passed away? He was a man's man and what I call a real movie star. Hollywood just doesn't make them like him anymore. So charming and handsome. That's what a movie star is.

Edna: I was very sad, as well you know. I was sitting right next to you when we saw it on the television, you ninny. My first husband, Joe, always reminded me of Tony Curtis. He had the charisma and good looks just like Mr. Curtis; my Joe was just a dream walking. Too bad he had a wandering eye for the ladies, also just like Mr. Curtis.

You know who I feel really bad for? That Miss Jamie Lee. She doesn't have either of her parents any more, poor thing. We should send her a nice card.

Margie: Lord a mercy, sister, Joe looked just like Mr. Potato Head. The wandering eye was because he got tired of looking at you every day.

Yes, that sweet Jamie Lee would like to get a card from us. Maybe it would make her feel better if we told her we buy her Activia stuff.

Edna: If we want to make her feel better, we shouldn't lie to the girl. We should just say that we admired her father and we're sorry for her loss. You always want to make things more complicated then they have to be, sister.

Those were the days.

Margie: Edna, I'm calling Pastor tomorrow. I was mortified at church today. Did you see some of the clothes those young people were wearing? Some of them weren't so young either.

That's just shameful! Nobody in church wants to see tattoos or bare legs or any body part hanging out. Mama and Daddy would have locked us in the barn if we'd ever dressed like that!

Edna: Margie, in our day nobody would have known where to even find clothes like that. Well, outside of the ragbag anyway. I tell you, sister, gone are the days when women wore gloves to shop and nobody went out in public without a hat, women or men.

Margie: That's true, Edna. Oh, do you know what I heard at the beauty parlor? Those young women were making fun of Leave It To Beaver's mother because she cooked while dressed in her good clothes.

Pictured:  Margie's hero

Margie:  June Cleaver had class. Mama used to wear her good dress and ear bobs when she cooked. People have no pride in their appearance anymore, sister.

Edna: They really don't. If I see one more young man walking around with his pants around his knees and his drawers showing, I'm going to scream. Every time I see that, I want to go over and yank up his pants and then ask him if his mother knew he left the house that way.

Personally, I don't think anyone would fall down dead if they had to dress up to go out in public. It wouldn't kill anyone to watch where they're walking instead of keeping their head down and texting, either, but that's a post for another day.

Margie: I agree, sister. Even the Boy Scouts are so busy texting that they no longer help old ladies.

Edna: Yes, but do they at least still wear those natty Scout uniforms? I do so admire a gentleman in uniform.

Margie: Floozy!

Edna: Get your mind out of the gutter! You know as well as I do that boys grow up to be men. Heavens, you'll have our readers thinking the wrong thing of me. As usual.

Margie, I think that if people dressed up nice to go out in public, they'd behave nice too. It's all psychological, you know. If you're dressed up in your good clothes, you'll act better because nobody wants to mess up their Sunday best by getting in a fight or some such nonsense.

Margie: Edna, are you sure about that? I always took off my good clothes until I was finished acting badly. Get my drift, sister?

Edna: I said in PUBLIC, you hussy. What you do in private is nobody's business but yours. Goodness knows the rest of us don't want to hear about it.

Supernatural, the sixth season

Margie: Edna, I must say that I surely enjoyed Supernatural's premiere even if it has moved to Friday night. I always have a Friday night date but I let everybody know that I belong to my Jensen on Friday.

Did you like the show, sister? I heard you mumbling to yourself a lot.

Edna: It's because I was worried and confused. You know that Mr. Kripke isn't in charge of things any more so I was worried about how Ms. Gamble would take care of the show. She loves the boys, so I think my worry was for nothing.

But I'm confused because I don't know if I should trust their grandfather or not. You can't always trust family, and maybe especially if they've been raised from the dead.

 

Margie: Well, I don't know about it being a gamble but the ratings are good. I was sorry to see Dean wearing a shirt the whole time too.

I know I have family I can't trust, Edna, but you best stay dead when you die or I'll fill you full of salt! 

Supernatural: The end begins

Edna: Margie, in honor of this being the last season ever of Supernatural, I've been saving up my money and I bought us something special. Cousin T found and fixed up a black 1967 Impala for me, now we can go tooling around just like Sam and Dean! What do you think?

Margie: Edna, I'm not riding with you so you best find a driver. One of those young men will do fine. I'll be sitting between them in the front seat. They might need direction.

Edna: Pfft. I'm driving no matter what you think, so you can either ride along with me or stay at home. Oh, and don't forget: driver picks the music and passenger shuts her cake-hole.

Margie: Forget it. I'll just call and have one of my gentlemen friends come over. I hope you end up in the big house.

Edna: Spiteful demon.

 

Supernatural returns tonight on the CW at 9EST for its sixth and final season.  Margie and Edna will be there with bells on, will you?

Bloggers Unite: World Gratitude Day

Margie: Edna, today is World Gratitude Day. Instead of your usual complaining why not tell about your gratitude?

For instance, I'm grateful that we have our friend, Crystal. I would like to thank her for listening to me rant about you.

Edna: I'm grateful for the self-control that prevents me from slipping alum in your oatmeal every morning.

I'm also grateful for my health. I can see, hear, and walk, and that's a daily blessing.

Margie: Well, you sure don't do any of those things well. I'm also grateful that we had no other siblings. Thank you, Mama and Daddy, for only inflicting this one moron upon me.

Of course, I'm very grateful for Cousin T. I don't know what we'd do without that boy.

Edna: I'm grateful for Cousin T, too. He's got a patient nature and a generous soul.

I'm also grateful that I'm not as mean as you are, Margie. The good Lord saw fit to give me a kind and sweet personality, everyone says so.

Margie: Edna, the good Lord gave you a lying liar nature. The only sweet about you is your sweet tooth.

I'm also grateful for Mr. Hershey. My word, what if he hadn't discovered chocolate?

Edna: Oh Lord. First of all, Mr. Hershey didn't discover chocolate, you ninny. Second of all, if YOU hadn't discovered Hershey's Kisses, maybe you'd still have all of your original teeth instead of those clickety-clack dentures.

I'm grateful for having my own room with a door that shuts and locks.

Margie: I'm glad my hearing aid has an off switch!

It's World Gratitude Day:  Simply show someone what you are grateful for. Thank your family, friends, teacher, church, mentor, coach, boss, or heroes. 

Fall TV is here!

Edna: Margie! Haul your carcass in here and help me move this furniture. It's going to benefit you too, so don't you crab at me about it.

Margie: Oh my back! Edna, the Dr. said I can't move anything. I'll just sit here and watch you.

Edna: Not if you're planning on watching TV this fall with me, you won't. I want to get the living room sofa angled just so because there's always a glare from where I sit. I don't want to miss any little bit of Nathan Fillion's face when Castle comes back on Monday.

Margie: Sister, I don't think his face is all you like. Floozy. Maybe I will help then I'll be in the hospital where I'll have a TV all to myself.

Edna: Double win for me! You'll be out of my hair for a while and I won't have to listen to you whine about how I didn't make enough popcorn.

I know we both are looking forward to Castle and Supernatural coming back. Are there any new shows you particularly want to watch this season?

Margie: Well, I like the looks of The Event. That Blair Underwood can fill my screen anytime. You also know that my biker boys are back in Sons of Anarchy.

I'm looking forward to The Whole Truth too. Of course, nobody ever tells the truth anymore.

Edna: I'd say you're uniquely qualified to make that statement, sister.

You know, I like the looks of that new show, Undercovers. There's an actor on it who looks a whole lot like our Mayor Green, but surely that's just a coincidence.

Margie: Leave it to a floozy like you to want to watch something about Undercovers. You'd really like it even more if the Mayor is in it.

Edna, I hope you know that Supernatural will be on Friday nights now. I like that. I'll have Jensen dreams all weekend. Talk about Undercovers. Whee!

Edna: Oh good Lord, you're useless. Fine, I'll move the furniture myself but just know I'm picking the best seat in the house next week once the new shows start. I get to hold the remote control, too.

Margie: I hope you don't think that's some big news flash, nitwit.

Edna: I'll take that as agreement with me, you harpy, and our readers will back me up on that.

The wishing trips

Edna: Margie, I've seen many an odd sight in my time. I once saw a two-headed cow at the county fair. I even saw you try to dance the lambada once with Stanley Richmond's grandfather. I guess the world is full of oddities.

Margie: Well, I once saw a two-faced sister. How's that? Oh, one thing I saw was an albino squirrel. That was a strange sight. It was sort of odd like that time you turned green after drinking so much hooch.

Edna: Pfft, an albino squirrel isn't so odd. Cousin T would say that's probably just a regular squirrel that had himself a scare.

Now, one thing I've always wanted to see was that giant elephant building they have over there in New Jersey. That must be a sight! What do you suppose would possess someone to build such a thing?

Margie: Edna, I suspect they built it to attract morons who'd pay to look at the ugly thing.

I'd like to see that Corn Palace in South Dakota. I do love my corn. Why do you think they wasted all that corn on a palace? I'd put it in my freezer for hard times.

Edna: I like the idea of a palace made of corn. Maybe they could eat that building when times get tough.

Margie, we should plan a vacation for someplace warm this winter. Your bones aren't getting any younger, wouldn't you like to go to the Florida Everglades? I hear they have one of your old beaux down there. I bet he'd even take you back if you sweet-talked him a bit.

Margie's ex-boyfriend, aka "The Skunk Ape"

Margie: Edna, this is Sunday and I try to hold my temper on Sunday. You make that difficult.

Why don't you go find all your old beaux?

Whoo-eee, now that's a tall drink of water!

Edna: Margie, I don't think we'd ever be able to travel anywhere together without bloodshed so perhaps we shouldn't even try.

Margie: Edna, that's the most intelligent thing you've ever said!

Remember

Happy American Labor Day

Without labor nothing prospers. ~Sophocles

Run, Misha, Run!

Dear faithful readers,

We'd like to take a break from our usual humor to tell you about a charity we think is worth backing, Random Acts.

Some of you Supernatural fans may already be familiar with this organization, but for those of you who aren't, Random Acts "conquers the world, one random act of kindness at a time." Random Acts promotes acts of kindness all over the world, and uses donated money to help those in need in the United States and in Haiti, Mexico, Russia, and other countries.

Founded in part by Misha Collins (who plays the angel "Castiel" on Supernatural), Random Acts is spearheading a fund-raising campaign this weekend. "Run, Misha, Run!" is taking place on September 5th; Misha's going to run a whole lot and you can sponsor him per mile, or you can make a flat donation.

For more information about how to donate, and where the money is going, click here.

We're back!

Margie: Edna, remember when we were girls and we'd go back to school after summer vacation? Teacher always asked everybody what they most enjoyed about their summer.

I'll tell you what I enjoyed most this summer. Your vacation! I had this place to myself and you didn't leave a mess because you weren't here. It was a most relaxing time. I love summer vacations because I don't have to go anywhere!

Edna: Margie, you can kiss my grits! I enjoy my vacation away from you, too. There's nobody telling tale tales in which they themselves are always the star, nobody crabbing about how the kitchen isn't clean (even when it's spotless), nobody I have to bail out of jail. My lands, one of these days I'm going to go on vacation and just not come back.

Margie: That would be the best summer ever. I like it when you're gone. I also like my new string bikini. So do the Margiedales. That Cousin T made me that mobile pool and we rode all over the place every day.

If you'd been here then all I'd have heard was your preaching about being a lady. I had good clean fun, you floozy.

Edna: Good clean fun and a string bikini do not go hand in hand, sister. And I heard all about your mobile pool from Mrs. Pastor, she was quite scandalized.

Margie, look here at what I brought back from my trip, it's one of those slow cookers. I'm looking forward to using it this fall for soups and stews. You know, back when we were girls, a "slow cooker" was someone who didn't get dinner on the table until 9PM.

Margie: Dingbat, I know what a slow cooker is. You've always been slow just like Granny Callahan. Lord a mercy, you eat so late that I'm in bed when the food gets done.

I found a new show to watch on TV while you were gone too. It's called "American Pickers" and I don't mean git-tars.

Edna: I've heard of that show; don't they go through other people's stuff and take things they want? Of course, unlike certain other people I could mention, they offer fair prices to the original owners.

I found a good TV show I liked this summer, too. It's called "The Good Guys" and it's a buddy cop show starring the son of that nice Tom Hanks and that guy from "The West Wing." Fox is bringing it back for the fall, so I guess they know a good thing when they see it.

Margie: Good for you. You best go buy yourself a TV before the new shows start. I've made my list of what I'm watching and I'm not going to listen to you yammer all the way through my shows.

Edna: No problem, Miss Bossy! I just happen to have found a few new blogs that I absolutely adore, and so I'll just make sure I'm busy reading them while you're watching your shows.

Vixen Vintage (This young lady has lovely taste in clothes.)
Hark, a Vagrant (I do so enjoy smart and funny comics and the people who create them.)

Edna: Well, I'll read them unless the Internet goes out. Then all bets are off.

Margie: When all bets go off then so will my pistol, sister.

Bathing beauties courtesy of the NYPL Digital Gallery

Our blogging vacation is almost over!

Margie and Edna will be back soon from their blogging vacation, so keep your eyes on this spot for new posts!

Summer blogging hiatus

Dear Readers,

Margie and Edna will be going on hiatus for the month of July. No need to panic, we'll be back in August! In the meantime, go enjoy the summer weather and all the activities that go along with it. We'll be thinking fondly of you all while we're gone, and we hope you do the same of us.

See you next month!

Love, Margie and Edna

Happy July 4th!

May you all have a fun and safe Independence Day!

Love, Margie and Edna