no blog for a while

have had some family thing come up.. no blog for a couple weeks..
have a nice summer ....you all
see you when I can get back to internet

The race is on…. But not today

I have been on baby watch for about 10 days… This

will be our 19^th great grandchild.. (I see I need to up

date my front page).

The due date is actually the 13^th… and for a while,today

We thought it was going to be a go, as we head to the

hospital.  But everything came to a screeching halt.

The kid… said.. “no way jose”…. Lol…  So we are back

on watch again.     I do the daytime Tuesday thru

Friday, as everyone else works on those days.

So back to square one …kind of ..  the baby is

dancing but he isn’t ready to appear yet.

By the way, it is the craziest thing… do you know in

our area, you can’t sign up for registration, UNTIL

the baby is coming.  If it is night time, you go to the

ER, but if it is daytime, you go to the registration

desk.  While Mom was in pain, she did make it thru

all the questions and sign off on all the papers.

You know… if I go in to get my leg amputated.. I can

give you the answers you need… and sign the papers.

If I am going to have my tonsils taken out, I can

talk to you, and sign the papers..  Or any other procedure.

But I am here to tell you.. from past experience of having    

been pregnant 7 times…  there is NO WAY IN HELL, I

am in any mood to talk to you, give you information, or

sign papers… you will be lucky to get my name.. and you

will be lucky if I don’t question your mother’s heritiage,

and a few other words that no one wants to hear

in a hospital lobby where the registration.   And I won’t

be whispering.    Had to be man who came up with that

policy change.

    

Bernie, Bernie, we thought we knew ya...

So Bernie Sanders has thrown in with the witchy woman???....

How sad… so sad…

So sad for those who believed in him… Those who stood in

The rain to see him… those who stood in all kinds of

weather to be able to vote for him in the primaries.

So sad for all those voters who are 18 to 28 who for

the first time believed in the man… that they counted.

How many of them … won’t vote in November… figuring

what is the use… things will never change… They thought

Bernie would have made the difference.

Why didn’t he stay?  He said he was in it to the end.

Did he lie?  He just as well, as slapped all those who

believed in him…….. too bad he didn’t believe in them.

After all, what would have been the worse that could

happen?  To go to the convention…. And let the vote

go…let those stand up and yell his name?   Let those

delegates sing his praises and name to the rafters?

What was the harm?  Sure the vote would be lopsided.

But who cares… the peoples votes counted… the people

who believed would have understood, if he conceded

after the first vote…  But now?  Why now?

And why, oh, why, did I think it would be different this

time?  Why did I think he had a back bone?  Because at

the end of the day…. Politics is always the same..

Sadly.. 

Bernie, I guess we didn’t know you at all… 

What a difference a hair cut makes...

I was in yesterday getting my finger put in the socket

again, after having straight hair for almost a year..

Putting one’s finger in the socket is a slang way

of saying getting it curled.

After getting all the rods put in, and then the

solution put on, I offered to sit in one of the

back seats that wasn’t being used on the other

side of the wall. So the gal could cut hair or what

ever while we wait the 35 minutes.

In walked a young man.. who had long hair. I would

say at least a foot long on all sides…  while he didn’t

look sad, he didn’t look very happy either.

The other gal started on him.. and I had changed seats.

When it came time to rinse out my hair, I stepped

around the wall, to see the young man with a short

hair cut.  About inch and half on top and the sides

real short.   And a slight grin on his face as he looked

it over.  The gal finished up and then washed it for him.

Then the real grin started.. He looked great.   We all

commented on it..   I told him that not only it looked

lighter, but he looked lighter.. I looked at my gal, and

said.. look at the grin on his face..  Then he really smiled.

What a difference of the hair cut… The old didn’t look

bad, just this one looked so much lighter..in his soul.  

Life in the USA....

Life in the USA makes blogging harder…

There is no good news on the media of late.

With the shooting in Florida, the police

shooting of the blacks, and the blacks

shooting the police.. it is hard to be

happy.

Even though none of these things are

even close to our home town, it still

makes it hard to be happy and write

a lighthearted blog.

In my personal life, I have some ups

and downs.. We have a good friend who

just went thru open heart surgery and

he will be going home. As the King will

be going down to help him. He made

it thru the surgery just fine. So that is good.

  

And at home here, we are on a baby

watch for our great grand son who is

due on Wednesday.   So for us.. we have

happy news.

4th of July 2016 ... Sandpoint, Idaho

boy scouts giving out flags...

 Republican ladies... in uniform..

 everyone getting ready for the start

giving instructions to please remove your hats and but your hand on your heart.. 

sad that someone has to tell us... 

Wendy Sater .. Grand Marshall  

 INJECTOR'S CLUB  float

 Sandpoint Foot ball team...

 Sandpoint High School cheerleaders...

 even have gypsy dancers...

 We are still a logging county

 As always the Shriner are here..

 Kate McAlister... our Democrat hopeful... come November State Representative

 Got to have horses

Polo players... brings back memories of my child hood

The U-Pick blueberry farm float.

And Della of the Lions Club (who puts this all on) selling the last of the raffle tickets