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 21^st.. 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.

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.

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 son..fast 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 2^nd 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.

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

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.

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

body.

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

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..