Monday, April 20, 2015

Dealing with the past...

I had folders and folders of negatives in my filing
cabinet.. After finding on Amazon, a gadget that
will turn negatives into pictures and save them one
a sd card.. and down load them on to my computer.
My job has been to turn those negatives
in to pictures so we can put them on a flash disk.
To save for those who come after us.

Two of my daughters have been searching thru
Ancestry.com for the facts of who, what and when
of our family.  They are half sister, so they are
searching not only my family...but their father's as
well.

What a project this has become.  My aunt Harriet
many years ago, did research on her family. Her
father's side.. searching all the way back to
Sweden.  Her daughter has the gold mine that
my aunt cultivated.  Which she has shared
a lot with Ancestry.com... which has helped
my girls a lot as well as some cousins.  My great
Aunt May did the search many, many, many years
ago on Harriet (and my father's) mother's side.
Going back to the first Chase to land on the USA
soil.  With a few extra information.

You know, every 10 years we cuss the National
Census, but I have to say, that census which goes
way back.. centuries.. has help the girls with not
only where they lived but the occupation of those
head of house hold.  Very interesting.

My negative works has produced a lot of old
pictures that have been forgotten. From the 1960
to the 1990's so far. Places we have lived.. friends
we had over the years, cars, horses, cats and dogs that
have come and gone.  1327 of them... but they are
all saved.. some are rough shape. 

My next project is to cultivate from my cousin
some of the stories we know of our grandparents.
Some of us were alive when our grandparents
were alive.. the rest have the stories that our
parents have told to us about them.. So we
can give some flesh to the facts that are found.
Before it is all lost..

I remember a book and a show on television
called Roots, where the elders pass down the
stories.. The Native Americans do the same..
But this is becoming a lost art.  Some don't
care... and some care too late after their
parents are gone..  Well, we are trying our
best to not let that happen.  What got me
started was, there was a book written last
year about the island/town where my father
was born and raised..  There was no
mention of our family.. NOTHING.  My
grandfather, ran a horse and buggy taxi
to the two ferry sailboats that brought
people to the main land on each side. He
also with two other gentlemen build the
local theater. He had a gas station and
sold Fords.. which my uncle took over.
Had a store and they delivered groceries
by horse and buggy first and cars later
to the summer resident.. AND NOT ONE
WORD in that book about any of them.
Not my grandfather's brother who also
had a gas station.. did mention his wife
who was a postmistress on the island.
But that was it.. Well, I want my grand
kids and those after.. know we did all exist
and while we weren't  well known, but we counted.

It is a lot of work, but the girls are excited
to see where their relatives came from.
My youngest found out her grandmother's
family came from.. NEWPORT, R.I.  The
same area my parents lived in all their lives.
Small world.. maybe they knew each other.  

Also the side line to the pictures, is sharing
those of my friends and their children from

long ago.  

Thursday, April 16, 2015

This and That...

Once again, I am spinning wheels.. wanting to do more
than I can.. this time physically as well as weather wise.
Went out  Wednesday to do some transferring of compost
from one section to another..  Get the new stuff off of the
old stuff.   We have been adding to it since last summer.
And the old stuff is really rich.. 
Only trouble with that is... in order to dig in with the fork,
I have to use my right foot, which is attached to the right
knee that I injured last Wednesday. Bad enough to do
a dang good job of imitating Chester from Gunsmoke.
But I was able to do a lot of lifting instead of shoveling.
The sunshine felt so good, so got some weeding done.

But then I went into the house as it got colder.. and
got a box out that I started last fall, and put away for
the holidays.   Spend two hours trying to figure out
how to run the little machine.. Trying all the buttons,
and etc.. after an hour, looked for the booklet. That
took another hour.  But I got 5 different places cleaned
out and straighten out, just trying to find the dang
booklet.  I was about to give up.. as I look at a place
I knew I saw it last and looked at 3 times in the past
hour.. and bingo ...there is a card on the floor and
under that card.. THE BOOKLET... Thank you God.

Then I spent 2 more hours, running very old negatives
thru the gadget, and saving them on the card..then
transferred them to the computer..  After that I spent
a half an hour, filing them in folders and sharing some.
One of which was a hoot.. it was a picture of my #4
son in his tux.. white with blue sash..(remember
this is the 1980's.) .. and the song Staying alive,
staying alive... came to mind.. So I shared it with
his girlfriend.... nothing is worse than a mother who
finds old negatives of old pictures... that embarrass

you.. 

and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Mary Worel....

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Come on ..Democrats!!!!

Come on, Democrats, surely you can find SOME ONE to
run for your party besides Hillary.. PLEASE, look around
there has to be SOME ONE... ANYONE.. but Hillary..
For the love of God..

And don't start snickering Republicans, you don't have any
prizes in your group either... I am afraid you have screw up
your party so bad, that if the Democrats only have Hillary,
we will get her out of default..

So please, please Democrats get it together..  Maybe it
is time for the other parties of past.. way past.. come
out of the wood work... to be taken seriously.

Some one.. please someone. ... surely there is a person
preferably male.. Sorry.. but I think we need a male at this
time..  There are a heck of a lot of good woman out there
that would make a good President.. but right now we are
dealing with the Mid-East.. who have NO respect for women
so having a woman President won't be the best thing at this
time..

This is going to be a scary election... My vote is HELL NO!!
FOR HILLARY... NO FOR CRUZ...  there just isn't any one.
Which makes Jeb Bush look good. but he doesn't have a chance
in hell...not that I would vote for him..  Only if he ran against
Hillary....... and then I might have to pull my n.o.a. vote...
AGAIN...  (none of above)  or vote the lesser of the two bad

choices. 

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

The GLOW WORM INCIDENT....

This past Saturday, we attended a wonderful tribute to
a wonderful funny lady, called Eve... Eve is my sister
in law's mom.. 

Of course like any memorial, there are stories that
fly around bring laughter.. but I really think ours had
it hands down. But I will let you be the judge...

It was a very, very serious day. We were to attend the
installation of Eve to be Madam President to the Elks
women's association.  I am sure it had an official name,
but that escapes me right now.

Sandee and her husband Gary along with my husband,
brother to Gary... walked in to the big hall and found a
seat in the front row.  That was our second mistake.
Our first mistake was taking the guys with us.. They wanted
to go fishing.. but Sandee insisted they come and support
Eve in this endeavor... that was our first and most huge
MISTAKE.  

After we were all seated the performance started. It was
explain that their regular piano player was sick and Mrs.
what ever her name was, was filling in..

All of the women were dressed in white gowns that
reach the floor...with long white gloves... (don't remember
if they had hats on or not)...  They all stood at the other
end of the hall.  Then  several of the woman started.
as this was a highly pomp and circumstance ceremony,
and to be taken very seriously..  VERY SERIOUSLY,
(remember that part).

They marched in silence to 3 different areas. And turn
and stopped facing each other towards the center of the
hall.   Then what appeared to be a very elderly woman,
the highest of highest outgoing officer, started her march
towards them. She was very fragile.  I don't know if they
had a man on each side of her, because of her rank or
because she was fragile.  But it was a good thing they
were there.  Because as she stepped off to the music,
she was a little wobbly.  And the music starts.. THREE
BLIND MICE.   She step forward, with a long shaft in
her arm, that was sharp pointed on the bottom end
and a elk head with full horns on the top round section.

About 6 steps in to the march, she started to go the right,
which the woman in front of her was motioning several
times that she was to go to the left..  All while THREE
BLIND MICE is being played over and over and over.
My brother in law is starting to lose it... his body is
shaking all over, of which set off my husband.. (you
have to know these two grown men.. who occasional
act like 8 year olds). About the time the men get her
swung around, about face.. she catches her high heel
on the corner of her long gown and just about did a
face first to the floor, being grabbed about 2 feet from
the floor by the two men, and swept upright, almost
clearing her feet from the floor.  Of which the piano
player swung into her other song... GLOW WORM..

Well, that is all it took to get our men going, to the
point of losing it.  While my sister in law and I used
our elbows for weapon of mass destruction, to get
these two full grown men to straighten  up. It worked
for a little while .. about 3 minutes, when we were
back at THREE BLIND MICE... and the tiny little
lady was given a seat to sit in, with the men standing
beside here... And then back to GLOW WORM,
and Eve started to march to the group, and facing
toward one side and then to the other side.. and up to
the front with the little lady, who then stood up,
and proclaimed her MADAM PRESIDENT.. 

I am sure there was a little more to this part, but
we kind of missed it as our men had once again
return to bowls of jello,  And our elbows came
into play with glares that would have frozen the
hottest of fires.   Once Eve started to talk, they
did bring it back down.. and listened.. But after
Eve, got done and turn around.. to go back to
the beginning, with the rest of the ladies, following
her.. up comes the music again.. THE BLIND MICE.
thru 3 times.. and ending ...you guess it.. GLOW WORM.

Which by this time our guys are singing under their breathe,
heard by all around us... GLOW LITTLE GLOW WORM
GLIMMER, GLIMMER, SHINE LITTLE GLOW WORM,
GLIMMER GLIMMER.... (as the ladies filed out of the hall)
and the row behind us fell apart laughing...  And comments
of how they barely could contain themselves, as they watch
the guys and us trying to keep them maintained.

Then we left the hall to the other room.  and the guys said
NOW CAN WE GO FISHING?  And my sister in law glared
at them and said.. YES.. get the heck out of here..  As the
guys were heading to the door... they saw there was food.
They started back, and my sister in law.. said oh, no.. no
more.. OUT .. OUT.. and they left..

We found out a little bit later from Eve, who had asked
us what was up with the guys and what were they doing
as the people behind us were giggling.. ... She told us
the replacement piano player only knew two songs...
so they went with it... lol.. 

So there you are with out Eve story... the GLOWWORM
incident... 

Only challenging story was the wine story.. Seems when
Eve was getting near the time to leave this earth... she
express the desire for wine...  The Priest said she
could have wine... So the granddaughter ran to Fred
Meyers and got a bottle of wine.. White Zinfandel,
which we all know that is what Eve drank.. She gets there and
pours a half of a glass, Eve sips some and makes a face
and told her Granddaughter. THIS IS HORRIBLE.. I KNOW
WHERE YOU GOT THIS.. AT THE DOLLAR STORE!!
So from now on when ever any of us drink White Zinfandel
wine.. we will refer to it as the DOLLAR STORE WINE..


....... and with that, I leave you laughing.. 

Monday, April 13, 2015

She would have been 99 years old today..

Sadly my mother's life ended at 73.... but she lead a wonderful life.
Our live together was an up and down road.. but I have to say with 
her faults..  She had many pluses.. 
She was the best cook, a heck of a knitter, could sew anything
that came to mind.. be it a gown made out of feed sacks, that
no one would have guess.  A complete Easter 
outfit, coat, hat and purse that was reversible. 
Horses sheets and blankets.. 
Her people skill left a lot to be desired, she either
like you or she didn't ... end of story.  


 The is a 3 generation picture... about 1980



Thanksgiving dinner turkey.. she put on one hell of a dinner, with all the fancy dish wear, and silver setting that I hated as I had to polish it. 

About 1984



 Rest pretty well speaks for itself.. this is where she felt the most comfortable.. on her horses...   
 above was Highland Chief her 5 gaited horse.. below is the love of her life..Holy Smoke.. 5 year straight jumping champion of New England.. 




This is her first horse.. which I don't think she showed...  Storm Warning. 

And Drummer her 3 gaited American Saddle Bred ... champion for 3 years straight. Her first show horse. 
She ruled the roost and kept not only us kids and line but Dad as well... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM

Thursday, April 09, 2015

Calling in a sick day....

I am calling in a sick day for this day..
Got one of those.. went to bed healthy and
woke up with a pain.  My muscles around
my knee are killing me... on a 0 to 10, it is
running 9 to 14...  Don't have a clue what
or how.. but know I didn't help it yesterday either.
I am on the tax committee for my town...and
we want to raise the taxes.. We are 3rd from
the bottom for the whole state of Idaho..
The city has some needs and the budget isn't
close.. so need to raise the taxes.. Hasn't
been raised since 199x something..  I pass
my share yesterday.. which included 2 streets
both sides. and 4 side streets.  By the
time I was done, I was playing Chester from
Gunsmoke...as I came down the last
block..

So pardon me, as I call in sick today..  have

a good week. 

Wednesday, April 08, 2015

Can't figure out the weather??....

We all know that the weather does as it darn
well wants to. Not even the weather forecaster
can really predict what is going on.

And the year 2015 is no exception. No matter where
you live.  Living on the west coast, we have actually
had it pretty darn good.  We have had one of the lightest
snow season this year. Last REAL snow we had was back
in January.. February dapped in it a smidge, but
nothing to really say we had anything. We just had
the piles left over from January in the different
parking lots and along some of the places where
it was pushed. 

And the East Coast was swing along in January
with little to nothing.. and then February 1st came
and I am not sure it has stopped snowing yet.  I
do know they got more than 2 feet over night,
several times.
They had ice along with it and the wind.  There
were pictures of the houses on Cape Cod... where
the wind blew the snow and ocean water over 2 story
buildings on the beaches, encasing them in ice as it
froze with the wind.  From Maine, down to below the
Carolina's, it has been on mass of snow and ice.

Now us.. we have had flowers trying to come up
for a month. We are all in the garden mode. We
want to plant.. and those of us with common sense
have held off. And it hasn't been easy. Green houses
are going gangbusters.  But we know.. we know
that only a fool plants outside before Mother's Day
here in Idaho.  All of February, all of March, and now
here we are with April coming on strong. And what
happen?  We got farmers fertilizer.. better known
to some of those new people.. as snow.  But it is
gone already. Inch and half gone with in 8 hours.

In New England, where I was raised, we had a
saying...... if you don't like the weather, just
wait a while, sometime during the day, you
will have one that you like...  And you dress in
layers from October to May. So you can peel
it off when it warms up during the day, and put
it back on as the evening comes.

But with all the water that is flowing thru the
streets of the mid west.. California has nothing.
Oh, how they wish they could pipe it from the
flooding streets of the mid west to California
lakes and streams.


Tuesday, April 07, 2015

Are you shy about .....

Were you shy about smoking in front of your folks when
you were an adult? Especially after living in another state
and started smoking after you left home?  How long did
it take you before you smoked in front of them?
My father quit smoking before I moved back to R.I.
but my mother smoked until the day she died. So
it shouldn't have been a big deal. Yet after I moved
back to the same town my folks lived in... I could
not smoke in front of them.  It wasn't them.. it was me.
When my mother found out I smoked.. she laughed.
Why not, she asked.. you are an adult.  Guess because
there is a saying.. as long as your mother is alive
you will always be a kid, applies here.

Then there is walking into a liquor store. In Idaho
we have liquor store, you don't buy hard liquor
in the groceries stores.  You can buy beer, or wine
but that is it.
There is something about walking into a liquor
store, that freaks me out.. So I go in, get what
I need and back out as fast as I can.  What the
heck is up with that. It isn't like I go often.. about
one ...maybe twice a year.  We have bottles of
different types, in the outside refrigerator that
we have had for years.. Neither of us are big in
the way of hard liquor.  A beer or two in the summer
with dinner or friends at a bar b que.. maybe
a glass of wine with friends or my s-i-l.
But hard liquor like Kailua or something similar,
it is a fast in and out.  Heck I am 75 years old
and I never bought when I was under age..
I don't get it.  


Monday, April 06, 2015

It is all about the numbers..or not

I have ran into the bumps in the road over numbers
lately..
Zip codes... check written..


Did you know.. that when you write a check.. and you write
in the line $400.00 and then when it comes to the writing one,
...of four dollars and no cents is written out. 
That the bank looks at it and  cashes it for $4.00...  Very  embarrassing when the company you wrote it out to..
emails you, that the REST of your payment
is due in about 3 days.. You go back to your check book and see the $400.. you know you wrote it.. you call, and they said well, the written out one was not the same and we have to take the written out one, as the bank only uses the written out one. Embarrassing..  Won't do that again. So I doubt check.

Then there is the zip code... You write out the full address.
making the state in large letters... and then add the zip
code. In the state of Washington, one side is 98xxx and the
other side is 99xxxx.  Being I was writing out a lot of the
98xxx ones.. it stuck in my mind when I wrote the one on
the east side of the state.. (thought all of the states had the
same first two numbers for the whole state)...and what is the
chances of the west side having the same last 3 numbers
as the east side does.  Well, I can tell you..
that Kennewick and Bremerton do have the same last 3
numbers.  The fact the address is all written out.. doesn't
cut it..

Like I said it is all about the numbers.. Some times they
are the only ones that count.. and some times they don't
count at all.


Sunday, April 05, 2015

75 and still going...

Today is Easter... and it also happens to be my 75 birthday... 
I don't feel 75 years old.. I remember when I was a kid, 75 was 
so VERY OLD... And as the years went by.. it was still 
old.. lol...  Yet, here I am still alive and well. 
I don't ever remember thinking about me getting to be 75.
I was too busy living life to stop and think about it. That
is until the last year or so.. And so far I haven't seen
any signs of a expiration date on my heel....so we must
be good to go yet.  So here is a few pictures of that past 75
years.. 

my folks and myself... about 2 years old
 here I am about 4...



Here I am with my buddy.. who I lost last July.... sad I can't share this day with him.. so I could tell him 75 is no big deal..




My first job... friend of my parents sold balloons at parades... so he would work on side of the road and I did the other side.. this was at the Bristol, R.I. parade I believe.


 Then .. believe it or not.. I actually graduated ...

and the dread high school graduation picture.. with 
my famous ponytail that I wore for years...

Moved out to San Diego Ca... and got a dog..miniature 
pincher

Then jump forward about 20 years... in Roslyn, Washington..
this is one of my favorite pictures of myself.. hairdo is bad..but 
the face is good. 



Then it is off to Ellensburg, Washington, we were building on a house we bought.. that had no running water in it yet.. so dishes were washed in a big pan, My mother said the only thing missing from this picture was a rifle leaning against the wood pile.. It was 
her favorite picture of me..


 This was my favorite horse .. Lady.. had to get up on a stump or a truck tail gate to get on her.. they sold her to me as a Tennessee walker, but it turn out she was a 5 gaited.. which I loved riding her.. especially doing the rack..  


This is in Idaho... Vay area... and this is my other favorite picture of me..


This woman... was like a second Mom to me.. this is my sweet Aunt Harriet. my father's sister.. She was the best.. I learned so much from her.. how to laugh, how to have compassion, to forgive, ... she could love unconditionally, I am still working on that. 
 And I miss her greatly...



This is one of those things you get talked into... but it was for a good cause..it was out at the fairgrounds about 1989. I got 
dunked A LOT.. first one was by my boyfriend, who is now,
my King... 

this pretty well says it all... by itself..

this was a couple years later..




At a church dinner for Valentine's Day, about 1999.
The King and I...



One of my most fun thing to do.. play in the water with my grandkids.. We were both soaked at the end...   can't believe he is 19 now..   Water fights were a going deal in our house hold
over the years.. One time in Roslyn, it was a household
water fight as it ended up in the kitchen. with the floor
so wet.. we were slipping. 


Here are the 4 most important men in my life.. well 4 of the 5, as there is the King to count too..   ALWAYS FUN TIMES WITH 
THESE 4...



He is getting closer to getting the truck done.. we were trying out the seats, when this picture was taken..





Here is the 2 most important women in my life...


All but one of my crew...



Another on.. 1992

Turning 70 in Hawaii...


My Auntie Jo.. the woman who came to eat at our house
when I was 15.. and helped me with Thanksgiving dinner
dishes.. No adult ever did that for me before.. so she has
been my angel since then..  Herbie, her husband.. was 
the babysitter of my brother and I.. 

And the women in my life.. who make my life a blessing.... and so much easier...my son's wives...



Not a bad show for 75 years of living... and hopefully the good Lord will bless me 
with a few more years...