Wednesday, September 19, 2018

The Joys of being a hot tub owner..

The Joys of being a hot tub owner….

We have been using our new to us hot tub for about 2 weeks now.
I started out not too well…. I don’t know why, but with the bubbler on, I am like a bobber out to sea.. 
My feet are up in the air… my butt is at least 8 inches away from the seat.  After several tries and different seats.. I found
a way to enjoy it..   I can’t use the recliner one, as it is over my head when I lay in it.  But came up with a place I can
sit with my shoulders under two areas and my feet across the floor of the tub.. kind of bracing myself.. and I can relax.
It has been great for my back.. especially after yesterday.
Moving lots of granite blocks and pulling a cement mixer over to the garage.  I got in the tub and the bubblers beat my back like a massage.

But Sunday night was the funniest of all..  Went out at 6pm,
as usual…after news before Who wants to be a Millionaire.
It was starting to rain.  The King was having second thoughts
as we went out. We put our towels on the chair beside the tub.  Climbed in…  told him the sprinkle will feel good on our faces.  He was whining.. told him..  what is wrong.. are you afraid of getting wet?  Ha ha…  We started up the jets and it was great… hot, hot water, pounding out on our bodies, and the sprinkle of the cool rain…. All went great…………until
it started to really get with the program… it started to pour, again I asked the King as he was whimping out.. WHAT YOU AFRAID TO GET WET?  HA HA… well, we weathered it out.. as it poured…BUT.. it was no longer sprinkling thru the net over head, but collections of the water would come down like waterfalls.. by now, we both are in fits of laughter of how stupid this is… and when I am telling him the hot water and cool .. no COLD…. water feels good on the face.
And he is laughing so hard about how we must look to the neighbors who are in their houses watching the idiot neighbors gets soaked… my head is soaked, my hair is soaked.. the timer turns off on the jets.. so we decided to get out.. (it runs for 15 minutes, which was a loooooooooong 15 that night.. We quickly get out, pull cover over … grab out towels… which are SOAKED…. And run for the house. Hoping we didn’t catch a death of cold…

I am not so sure I am going to be going out there in the snow.. The King said it will be fun….  Yea, right… I have heard that line before….. just before I figured out… this is not fun..
But so far we do like it.

Tuesday, September 18, 2018

What ever happen to?

What ever happen to…..
COURAGE……to speak up, when things were wrong
CHARACTER…..who you were made up of
YOUR WORD….you were as good as your word
TRUTH……not an opinion

All of these use to matter. I think they still do to the over
60 crowd for the most part. Or at least we remember when
these were all important.

Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Remember your words are only as good as your source

Everyone gives their opinion... on anything and everything..
And of late, there are a lot of opinions flying around politically. 

I believe it was the author Poe who wrote in a book one time..
"the time will arrive when you will learn to judge for yourself of what is going on in the world, without trusting to the gossip of others. Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see."

Today it is getting to the point that you believe 1/20th of what
you read..  The new truth is the "altered truth... which I still don't get.. it is
either true or it isn't .. if it isn't .. it is a LIE... even a little white lie is a lie.
If it has some truth to it.. it still isn't all the truth.  And truth is thrown around
now days like a rag doll.

The other thing is.. where do these people get their opinions from? Reading?
Watching the news or a show?  God forbid on the internet, where everyone can say
as they wish, and truth doesn't even have to be in the same sentence with their opinion.

Your words are only as good as your source.. and a lot of people have very wobbly
sources these days.  And people seem to believe anything.  And rarely even look to
check their sources. 

A book I read in the 80's told of checking to see where the source is for anyone saying anything.
Who is They?  who is the committee?  who is that group, and who makes up that group? And
what do they have to gain by it?

Tuesday, September 11, 2018



Not so fast… while the item is free… there is a mere
little thing of set up…  you know… where to put it and what do you need to get it there, AND running…

The King brought home his free hot tub.. we was tired of the blow up one we have… and decided he wanted the real deal. And lo and behold, his buddy’s mother in law wanted to get rid of hers…   So in he drives with his pride and joy on his little trailer…  All is good.. so far…

Next, picking a spot was fairly easy. We have had a pergola for about 7 years and haven’t used it for about 2. So that would be the idea spot… So what do we need to set it up.
Oh, that is where it gets to be a sticky point.

On the list is a slab (which he decided would be a cement one. And there is the mere thing of getting 220 wiring out there. We have 110 for a couple years..

That is where the work started.. And he worked for 3 weeks like a busy beaver off and on.. Mere little thing like financing of it. Piece by piece.  He did do all the leveling, framing and etc by himself.  We got the finances together for the slab. And he had the cement delivered as he and his best buddy did the moving of it across the area.. The truck did not reach the area, so that meant filling up wheel barrows and dumping it… I moved some .. and after dumping his buddy would smooth it over and move some more..  8 wheel barrows I believe, later.. it was all there…. And they worked on it …back and forth.. smoothing.. scrapping.. and it was done… Misty decide to try it out, and SANK.. so back to smoothing and scrapping and it was ready to go and Misty was bathed…  Misty snuck back out 20 minutes later and left her approval mark.. like she did with the sidewalk.  

Three days later, he and his buddy put the hot tub on the slab. And fill it up with water… checked for leaks.. One tiny one… fixed that..

Next up was the wiring..  So while we are figuring how we are going to finance that part, he worked on laying of pvc pipe, in ditching area, and up the side of the garage, into the garage and over the other side to the switch box.  And running a small rope like string thru it…so he could pull the wiring thru…  After all that, he got enough money put together to get the wire.   And we had enough, as he kind of took the wrong numbers for how many feet… luckily not too much (20ft over).  So it was gathering of the wire (4 strands), straighten it out to be fed thru the pvc pipe… I had mention a week before, did he think it was big enough.. Oh, YA… NO PROBLEM… lol. While the wire fit down the tubing easy, it DID NOT feed thru the elbow areas.... EASY.. in fact not at all.. Back to the black board of digging up the tubing in one area.. disconnecting in another area.. which I had mention I didn’t think it was a good idea to GLUE the connections until they got the wire thru.  It took him all day to get the long piece thru and to the box…(with a lot of cuss words). So it was now in the area of the big box and to the breaker box on the pergola.  Next up is the underground … under the slab.. thru the same type of tubing… a lot of pushing, turning, pulling.. thru the 10 foot area… Luckily the grandson showed up. As we needed his muscles to pull the rope thru.. with the King pushing and twisting on the other end.. 40 minutes and sore hands.. on both of them. It made it thru..  He was thrilled… tired but thrilled.   The next day, his buddy comes over (electrician) and puts it all where it needs to go.. connects each end.. and the moment of silence, as he pushed to on button. Nothing.. Oh, have to push the button down for 3 seconds.. YAHOO.. IT IS HUMMING ALONG… pushes the jets.. YAHOO.. bubbles…  he was thrilled.. filter in…  as he proclaims.. I AM GOING TO BE IN THIS TONIGHT…  And he has enjoyed it every night since…

Next up is finding the money to put up privacy walls.. we decided on partial wall and part lattice , so we can see the sky. But that is going to wait..  bamboo shades will do for now.   But so far we have a little over a $1000.00 into it.. but he is one happy camper.. and I got to admit, it sure makes these old bones feel better. 

yes, I know what day this is.. and there will be enough written and shown on all kinds of media... but today is also the birthday of two of my family members.... and I chose the joy of celebration of both of them which was long before this date became  tragic 

Wednesday, September 05, 2018

Not so good tonight

Not so good tonight… 

Saw a sign that said…

One of my greatest accomplishment, is
To keep my mouth shut even when I am ticked off…

And I do …. Do my best to keep my mouth shut
most of the time, telling myself, that this is none of
My business… or no matter what I say, it isn’t going to change anything.. so don’t waste my breathe.

But I didn’t do so well tonight..
I was at my town council meeting tonight.
In the past we could inject information or our
opinion as long as we stayed on subject and it
was really, really short.   But they tighten up the
Rules about a year ago.. so I have put my hand
over my mouth so I won’t say anything.

I didn’t do very well tonight.. because my mouth
opened up..  We have a new council person who
frustrates the heck out of me.  Even when things are
explained to her in the simplest form..  she doesn’t understand and then votes no…As simple has the council deciding to change one of their bank saving account to another bank where they could get more interest. She couldn’t get it.  Even after being explained 4 times.. so she voted no… thank goodness the other 3 voted yes. 
Tonight she didn’t want to defer a permit for a non profit bus service… so the customers could have a place to sit and be out of the weather.. She voted no… Because she didn’t want to use tax paying money (or the lost of tax paying money) for a private company.  The fact that it would be for the residents of this fair town.. didn’t care.  YET, she wanted the tax payers to pay for a code book for HER… her own private one.   Paid for by the good taxpayers of our town..Even though there is 3 different access for that book of codes. It is on line, the city has one at the hall, and a call to the clerk will give her information and print it out.   

Sorry but my mouth runneth over… and yes I did get into trouble with it. 

Tuesday, September 04, 2018

OH PLEASE, PLEASE …give me a human

OH PLEASE, PLEASE …give me a human

I am so sick and tired of making phone calls or receiving calls and being told to push 1 for this one or 2 if it is this one… or if receiving…..  says yes, if you are so and so..
Say your birthday date…   OH PLEASE, GIVE ME A HUMAN.

When it comes to calls on the phone, for anything important dealing with finances or health issues… my husband HATES talking..  (other wise he is a chatty cathy with his friends)  Half the time he doesn’t know the answers anyway, because I run the finances and I keep his health records straight. But when you are talking to a machine.. it all goes down hill. Because I can say yes, or no, I can push 1 or 2  or 8.. but if they heard a female’s voice, the machine knows it is suppose to be a male voice, it goes down hill fast.  And punching the O  for humans.. doesn’t work.. when computers talk to humans. 

So he struggles with it, gets madder by the minute and ends up punching off…. And then the cuss words.. Especially when they don’t like his answers.. or he has to put in each prescription number for each meds.. It just isn’t pretty…

Our thoughts was… what if it was an 83 old man or even a women who is not internet/computer savvy?  No wonder there are so much problems.. Oh, yea..  the health insurance computer forward the call to the pharmacy computer.. which went instantly.. but was so confusing, he hung up and told me to go to the pharmacy and find out what the HELL is going on..  Which they had no clue..

Happy 70th  birthday, Sandee

Wednesday, August 29, 2018



I have been hanging on with my tips of fingers to summer.
Still wearing shorts and tank tops.. but instead of the early
morning… it is more like noon.   As the mornings are averaging 55.   The hot sun is gone… went somewhere during our smoke outs from all the fires in Idaho and the ones drifting down from Canada and across from Washington state… 

The smoke got so bad that people were wearing mask to the stores… my heart really went out to those with breathing problems in the first place and the smoky days almost did them in. Mandatory staying in their houses, with windows shut and curtains to help keep the smoke out of their houses. 

But now we are heading into September, and the temps are a lot lower than 3 weeks ago before the smoke.

It always makes me sad when summer winds down, and fall starts. Fall is beautiful with all its glory of colors.. but I prefer the summer temps, and long days of sunshine.  I live for sunshine.  And as you age, the summers seem shorter.  
I am not ready to put my tank tops and shorts away, quite yet… hoping for a long Indian summer… but in my heart of hearts I know that winter will be upon us before we know it.

Tuesday, August 28, 2018

These legs…

I like my legs.. in fact I love my legs…
They look like they belong to a 24 years old in the morning.
They look like they belong to a grand piano by 1pm.
True they are fat and short…but they get me to where I have to go… 

We take our legs for granted.
I stop taking mine for granted years ago, when I stabbed
My toe with a fork.  And couldn’t do anything.. Walking was a hardship….. So I take my legs very seriously…

Legs give you independence… you can come and go as you please… get up, sit down, walk outside, walk inside… yep.. legs are pretty important..  Don’t think so.. just think about trying to find someone to take you to the bathroom.. that is when you really know.. you take good care of yours.. 

Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Everyone deals with it different..

Everyone deals with it different.. 

Over time I have heard the phase, “you would think they
Would get over it by now.” …  usually to do with someone who has lost someone in their lives..  A spouse usually is what they are referring to.   This angers me..  They obvious have never lost a spouse.   If it is a child.. you NEVER EVER get over it.. you learn to deal with it..  so you can continue on.
But a spouse, it depends on each person..  Some who have a spouse that was ill for many years and especially at the end was quite painful…  they feel it is a blessing that they love ones no longer are in pain.  For those who lose a spouse to an accident.. it is hard because you don’t have closure.

But how long does it take to “get over it” is as different as there are different people.   What those who ever lost a spouse don’t under stand is… the emptiness. 

You get up each morning.. those who are married… and say good morning to your love one. You might grumble about them taking too long in the bathroom.. or a quick kiss good bye as they or you head out the door for work…..  that is now GONE.   Every night… we head to bed.. we say good night, even if one of you goes to bed earlier than the other.  Even a kiss goodnight…. As you lay in bed, you know your love one is just inches away from you.. without thinking, there is security in that…  Now that is GONE… 

So no matter how many family members there are, no matter how many children you have, no matter how many friends you have…..  there is NOTHING to fill that void each morning and each evening.  No one else can fill that… for quite some time.    And if life comes around again for you later.. you hopefully will find someone to fill that void.  They won’t be a replacement, but an addition to that person.. A different kind of love, because it is a different person.

So unless you have walked in the shoes of losing a spouse, for the love of God, keep those words to yourself.  Because you don’t have a clue.

Wednesday, August 15, 2018


Smoke, smoke that….. sky… 

They say that a picture is worth a thousand words.
So these should be worth 11 thousand, right?  

this is an early morning (about 5:30am) picture of the sun coming up thru the smoke

Those of you who follow my blog, know that normally there is mountains thru there. Lots
of mountains...  skiing mountains, and low mountains.

where oh, where have my mountains gone?  In between the red building and the blue building on the right ... there is a building behind there..   look below and you will see it..

 this is a day and half later.... see below, the white building between the red and blue buildings?

 these heroes have been flying in and out from the lake  along with two others. picking up water from the lake that is just to the south of us.. about 1/2 mile... taking it to the fire that is 25 miles east of us.

this is the sunset from last night...... you can see the foothills.. and make out the ridge of the lower mountain

 but even with these .... it is nothing compared to Washington state which is where we are getting a lot of our smoke as well..   as well as some coming down from Canada....  and then on the news you have seen California.. which looks like 1/8 of their coastal area is on fire up and down the whole coast...    While the East Coast is flooding...  weird weather...

Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Your word..


Is your word any good?  Is it worth anything?
Promises kept?

Part of your character is your word.  And on that is whether people trust you or not.
I really tried to impress on my children when they were young, how important their word is .. seems simple enough.. but it isn’t always simple..  It is like trust.. you take a while to build it up, but one bad move, it gets wiped away.

If you give your word.. people who know your word is worthy, will trust you.  They know what you say will be true.  If you give your word, that you will do something.. they know you will.. If you give your word that a product you are selling, is of good quality, they will know they can trust it.

Just like a promise.. I never promised my kids nor my friends something… I would tell them I will try my very best to do what ever it is.  Or a promise with a disclaimer.. I promise I will do this, UNLESS, something comes up that prevents me from doing it. Because in life… one can never depend on everything turning out like you think it will. Things just happens.

These days, it is so important because to a lot of people their word isn’t worth the time to talk.  To some, they want your word, but they don’t feel they have to keep theirs.

So how good is your word?

Wednesday, August 08, 2018

Computer frustration

My computer over the weekend froze up. Nothing I clicked on reacted. Zilch!... 

So called my daughter, because there is a guy who works with her, that I have trusted my computer with before..  He is great.  So off to the computer whiz on Monday and Tuesday am, I had it back.

What dawn on me as I was waiting for it.. was all the information I have on this machine, that I should be copying down.  It isn’t the pictures so much as it is the information..  So I better get myself some disc and down load them..   That is on my chore list for the week.

Funny how we of the older generations, who use to write things down. .and file them.. Now we put them in a folder on the computer. And now if the computer goes dead.. there goes all that information.  Not sure if I like that or not. 
We are all, passwords and numbers.  Without them.. you can’t access anything that is your’s personal.  You can call on the phone but without your password/number?  You are done in.   I have a book with 99% of mine.  Crazy… I use to be me.. just me. My brain kept that kind of information. .. No more.

So on my goal list of things to do this week, is to make a copy of the information and also download my latest pictures.

Tuesday, August 07, 2018

Who thinks up these things?

Who thinks up these things?

And actually does it, the first time?

As I sit on the thinking throne (toilet to others) and see my husband’s bottle of Listerine.. I think …who said to himself… “let me mix  this and that.. then swish it around in my mouth? “
And was it  a drink he was mixing and when sipped, he  spit it across the room and said GROSS…. SPIT SPIT..  with thoughts of UGH.. what a horrible taste.  A friend near him said… Wow, but Joe, your breath smells great?  And then some how figured it out that it also killed germs?

Who first volunteered to have a lens of some thickness, put in his eye after some one slit the eye to put it in?  Was convinced that it would help his vision?    Who said, sure Fred, slit my eye and put that lens in, if you really think it will help my vision. Let’s see how it works out…. Knowing full well that it could also blind him.  Can’t see an animal being the first one.. how do you tell it’s vision is better? 

Who are these fool hardy people who step up and say.. yeah, try it out on me..   Who ever you are …over the years… thank you from man kind…  Also thank you from mankind to the ones it failed and gave up their lives or part of their lives.  I know they use to use prisoners who so called volunteered… but there were those who believed in the scientist… and that took a lot.   

Wednesday, August 01, 2018

Childhood memories flood the mind

Childhood memories flood the mind

Our bedrooms were upstairs.. my brother and I.
Neither of us was a great, heck, we weren’t even good housekeepers.  And Mom would make inspections from time to time. Especially while we were at school

After several raids, she decided to teach us a lesson, so she picked up everything we left on the floor and put it in a box. 
Then charge us to get it back.

I remember one ugly looking pink corduroy skirt that stayed in that box for quite some time. Mom caught on quickly that we would buy back what we like and left what we didn’t like.

So each piece came available by when taken. Meaning the pink skirt was top of the list of what I could buy back. Until I bought back the skirt… I could NOT buy anything else in the box.

Cost ranged from 5 cents to a dime each.  When your allowance was only a quarter a week, your money could go fast. And when you are a steady customer of the neighborhood penny candy store.. your funds would fade away.
AND buying from the box came first on allowance day.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Good bye July

Good bye July

As I get older… it seems like time goes faster.. As we head into August.. it seems like summer is running out… only a month left.. and it seems like it was just the first of June a short time ago. 

MANY years ago.. I think I might have written about it before.. someone told of how life as you get older is like riding a bike with the wheels being toilet paper rolls, that are unrolling… I kind of thought that was funny..  not so much anymore and it really does seem true.

So with a mere 31 days left of summer… I know it doesn’t end until September 21st.. but still..  so it is 52 days...left..
It still seems a short time. So got to maybe make my list of things to do before the end of September…  it is mid-October when I start packing the yard art away for the winter.  And the King will be planning his hunting schedule.
So much to do.. so little time…. How true that phrase is.

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

The importance of hugging…

The importance of hugging…
Leo Buscaglia, who was a professor in California, I
believe… talked and wrote a book about hugs and
how important they are.  He started his speeches and ended up writing about  it after one of his students commit suicide.

I am from a family.. meaning my brother, mother and father, who did not hug.. Never that I can remember.  But my father’s sister was a hugger, so I got use to hugging people. After seeing him on several talk shows … talking about how important hugging is.. I hugged people more.   I have gotten so I ask, as some people don’t like you in their space. Which is kind of a shame.  As I believe everyone should get hugs. Sincere hugs, that is… 

Years later, as a certified nurses aide… I found it is so true. There was a woman, who I gave a hug to.. and she hung on to me for at least 3 minutes.. When we backed away, she had tears in her eyes… and told me thank you for hugging her. That she had not been hugged for over 10 years when her husband died. And that it felt so good.  So from then on, I would, when possible.. give hugs.  Even to those who were bed ridden. 

After leaving the nursing home.. I did the same in home health jobs.. Men and women.. each one had the same reaction… I also hug my kids.. all the time.. every time I leave them.. I hug them and tell them I love them.  One never knows if you are going to see that family member or friend again..

So when you can.. (and do make sure they aren’t offended) hug each friend or family as you leave them.  A hug means I care about you… I hope you are well,  You are not alone all in one hug.   

The sad thing is ….. in this day and age, one does not hug children unless you are a parent or grandparent..  There has been so many sick people out there.. who make hugging a sin, an intent to do harm. Even a bus driver can’t hug a child on the bus, if they fall and get hurt. That I find sad.. nothing tells a child that they will be ok, like a hug.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Some days you need to break away/ an airing out/…

Last Saturday, I was doing the usual house work stuff.
Changing sheets, and washing the ones removed.   I
took a break and checked out Facebook.  There was as
story there about how a homeless man was playing a piano
that was left on the sidewalk for the public to play. He played beautifully and some one discovered him, the did a Go Fund Me for him.. He was 60
years old and a exMarine whose wife had died. And he lost custody of his forward to the fund, he has an apartment, a job and reunited with his son..
So I forward it to Sandpoint Forum which has ideas of interest to all..
Some times  It can be an  accident or a fire in town or the woods. 
Just general information that others would like to see…. Most of the times.  
So I forward the story  to Sandpoint Forum with a comment of how it would be
Nice to have a public piano in Sandpoint.
To my surprise, comments came back about there were two
piano’s on 2nd Avenue… near the park that has Farmers Market
on Saturday am and Wednesday afternoon.   I was so surprised.

So as I got back to my chores, I got out fresh sheets for the bed..
As I entered the room..  took the sheets and tossed them on the bed
And thought… you know… the bed could use an airing out.  And so
do I.. 

So off I went to find the piano’s and while I was there… check out
The Farmer’s Market as well.  

 First he was playing....

 then she started to play... I asked her if it was ok to video her play and she was very sweet and said yes

 sounds of the fountain

 this is the solar project..  the city had the people put this in over a year ago.. it was on bumpy road to start... they had problems and the locals booed it... but now it is working great.. and looks great..

The sights and sounds of the Farmer's Market.. wish I could have included the smells of the soaps, flowers and food.

Wednesday, July 18, 2018

It back to the cave, Batman

It back to the cave, Batman

Every year about this time of the year… we go into the cave.
It is pre AC time… We close all the curtains at 9am. As the sun goes around the house. So the house remains cool.
That is until it gets about 95.. and then that doesn’t work very well.  Way cooler than ourside.. but not really cool… As the house is really cool when it is the 80’s.
It is the way we use to do this before there was AC.  We had those old black noisy fans.. Remember them?

Being a person of daylight, sunlight.. open windows of breezes…  going cave like is not fun.   But it saves on the electric bill…  But over the weekend we weaken and the bedroom was the first AC to be installed. It was amazing how fast and well we slept.   And then Monday the main AC went in.  So we can open a few windows on the north side..  still keeping the others closed until  9pm
rest of the week is going to be the 80’s so it should be curtains open and the AC on low.

So how do you keep it cool in your house? 

Happy birthday… WLWII

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Trickle down system….

Trickle down system….

President Bush…(senior) talked about the trickle down
system he was going to put in place for all of us..  The
theory was that those of money, would get tax breaks and then they would spend more money and that would all trickle
down to the rest of us..  I don’t know about you…but I wasn’t
one of those who it trickled down to.

Most of us didn’t get any, so we just continue to go on with our lives. Working, paying bills and surviving the best we could.

But now I am beginning to worry about that trickle down system, and how it will come down and get to all of us.
The money that the big tax breaks, once again is not coming down.. but the trouble is, I beginning to think there will be a trickle down that will bother us… and effect our lives.  With these new tariff wars, which will raise the prices of everything we use.  From produces of steel and etc  as well as food. Gas is climbing up, and they figure the prices in the stores is coming soon. Being you buying fencing, home repairs or what ever.

Then we have Congress who is trying once again to down size Medicare along with decreasing Social Security. For some reason those fools call these programs…  ENTITILEMENT.  All of which you and I PAID FOR. IT WAS DEDUCTED FROM OUR CHECKS.  This was not a gift.

So that trickle down system is starting to work with what Trump is stirring up, is surely to head down our way… trickling down slowly but surely.

Thursday, July 12, 2018

This and that, and where the hell did the week go.

This and that, and where the hell did the week go.

Don’t have a clue what happen to this week
I did usual .. yard work, house work and etc.. But I also
went out to my daughter’s house to help my granddaughter
clean out the back room..  They are getting ready to move
out of my daughter’s house and into their own home.. Hope
they get to by next week..  Slowly they have been moving
things over. 

 For some reason, my body has decided to revolt… I go to bed and wake up the next morning with something..   Sore hip,  sore back then there is the foot thingie…  like a cramp in my second toe.
I like to know what the heck is going on at night time while I am sleeping..  as none of these were in place the night before each one.   Make me think of that commercial so
many years ago.. you know the  Ben Gay commercial with
the little red wicked men who were beating up the guys

As Ellen says… ANYYYYYYYYYYYYWAY…. That is the story for this week..  zoom by, busy, and gone…  so hopefully I do better next week. 

Wednesday, July 04, 2018

Best Little Town 4th of July Parade still....7-4-18 Clark Fork, Idaho

I apologized for the not so great pictures..  The secret it out.. 
Clark Fork has a great parade....
it is a family type parade of the towns people...
So most of my pictures are thru the crowd on each 
side of us... 
 when we first arrived at 8:30am.. (it starts at 9:30am)  there were already a few
people there and on one side was all full of parked rigs...

 and then it started to fill up... this is at 9am.. still half an hour to go yet..

this pleasant gentleman decided he should be first...

 Kids with bags in hand.. are ready...

AND WE ARE OFF.... starting at 9:31am.. not bad

This is what makes Clark Fork different than most parades..  you can't hear but those are
rifles being shot off thru out the whole parade...  just for those that don't know.. no it isn't live ammo

 All of these are Vets...

 You have all the kids of different ages.. walking. biking, in pickup beds..

 4 wheelers.... and candy being thrown left and right and the kids are on it... some with adults
to help for safety reasons..

 This is an old fashion down home people in this parade which makes it special
and yes those kids are throwing candy to the kids in the crowd

 candy for all sizes of kids..

 Clark Fork Community Center...  which by the way.. kicks out some fantastic food
twice a week for the senior and friends...

 Yep, they are not to be outdone by the big cities... they have their own band

 Old cars..

we had a few candies land at our feet, so Ken took some to the little guy who was
getting the short end of the thrown candy

 Little guy is showing Grandma his stash...
 I loved her hat...

 a typical Idaho rig

 some more of the oldies but still going strong..

of course no parade is complete without horses

 did you notice his hat?

got to have big trucks .... see the boy with his hand up... getting them to use their horn

well, folks that is it...   but actually we thought that was it.. so we folded up the chairs
and headed to the car quickly to get out before everyone else... only to find out there was one more float of the names of the men who died in Vietnam and the fire engines....  about 3...  so sorry..but they were so far down the road.. we  waited for 5 minutes and everyone said well, I guess that is the end.. so we got out of Dodge... uh,  rather Clark Fork...  but thank you Clark  Fork for another great parade..

I alternate between Sandpoint and Clark Fork, so next year I will have Sandpoint again..