Yesterday we went down the street to a yard sale and as I talked to this neighbor I bet she said, “Bless your heart” at least four times.  It took all my will power not to jump down her throat.  But I remembered she had no idea what she was saying.  Most people don’t know what that means.  “Bless her heart” means poor thing, she is too stupid to know better but she means well.  I hope that is not what she meant.  Once a person starts saying that it is impossible to break them of the habit but they really should be careful who they say it to!!  It got me thinking, there are many old sayings people use today that they have no idea where they came from or what they really mean, such as TGIF  today people just mean “thank God Friday is here and I can relax for two days.  Back in the 20’s when things were really hopping the saying was TGIFATHWM  Thank God it’s Friday and to hell with Monday.  It really meant I am going to party hard all weekend and if Monday comes OK but if it doesn’t, who cares or if I don’t last till then so be it.  There are many other such examples but I can’t think of any right now.  How about you do you know of any?  I know of many that used to be common place saying that we can no longer say because it is not politalically correct so I won’t go into those.  My mother used to say her aunt had a saying that I had never heard of:  When I got running around in circles trying to get things done she would say,”You are running around like a fart in a mitten.”  I still like that one.   Today we trimmed the red bud tree so we can see the crape myrtle.  We also cut out the dead branches in the pear tree and by mistake cut off the only two pears on the tree.  Oh well, it is best to remove the first few pieces of fruit anyways as they drain too much strength from the tree.  I don’t know why the limbs are dieing on the pear tree but that is the second limb we have removed. I bet it was the cicadas.  They get onto a tree and lay their eggs in the new tender branches, the eggs stay there all winter and then start to grow and kill the branch which then drops to the ground where the eggs leave the branch and go into the ground to grow and hatch into those awful looking fly like things.  There were the annual cicadas last year and the 7 year  ones two summers ago.  I picked and killed as many as I could but some always get by me and these branches were way up high so I would not have seen the bugs.  Our peaches are looking great!  This is the first time we have not had worms in the fruit right away.  We spray every two weeks and it seems to be working.  Then we trimmed and shaped the Chinese bittersweet and the forsythia.  Norman took a truck load of branches to the burn pile and the yard looks much better instead of like a forest.  Have a great day.