Thursday, December 31, 2020

It was a very good year….NOT…

It was a very good year….NOT…

 

As the year ends, I have the tune of the song called, It Was a Very Good Year, that Frank Sinatra use to sing. With the words…..

But now the days are short
I'm in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine
From fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs

It poured sweet and clear

It was a very good year….

 

But this year is such a whacked out year.. Only good thing I can say about it… is no one close to us, died.  As the past 5 years we lost family members and very close friends every year. Several of them..sometimes.

 

It was a Murphy Law type of year.  If anything can go wrong.. it did.. There were no celebrations of important birthdays. There were no travels to see family.  There were falls off of ladders, (me) and wrenched back that the King thought was kidney stones, or maybe infections… or what ever.. a month of drs. and hospital, and tests and finally a MRI which showed it was a wrenched back from lifting and brother dropping his end, of a heavy dresser. It was family members having health issues as well..

It was a year of not going to the hospital with your love one, but sitting out in the car on the street next to the hospital for hours … while they were in the ER.

 

But even with that said… there was Peace.. peace of mind while doing yard work this summer.  Peace of mind while the King got well enough, just in time to be able to go hunting this fall… and getting the meat.

There is the blessing of the health issues of love ones not being life threatening. 

 

So one has to understand there is blessing among the craziness of the year. 

 

So I wish you all.. a HAPPY NEW YEAR… may 2021 bring you good health… the arms of your love ones around you and yours around them.. and may you always have ENOUGH… enough to eat, enough to pay the bills, enough to be healthy… ENOUGH.. 2021

 

 

Tuesday, December 29, 2020

So what is the hurry?

So what is the hurry?

 

I don’t know why, but I seem to do things in a hurry.

Even when I was working, I was up and down the halls.  To the point that one of my nurses use to call me Speedy Gonzalez …

 

If I am doing a project, I keep working until it is done or run out of day light.  Because I know full well, if I sit for a while.. I won’t get the job done.  I hate dilly dallying thru a job.  I want to get it done and over with so I don’t have to go back.

 

So in older age (notice I did not say in old age) I would have thought I would slow down. But I still seem to truck along. So much so, in the stores that my granddaughter when she first moved here… 5 months pregnant, told my grandson, that she wasn’t going shopping with me anymore.  She said Nana walks too fast.  At the time she was 20 and I was 77.

 

I don’t have the patience for crafts… so I don’t do well. When I went to paint and wine sessions with my daughter and friends.. I did lousy…  As the instructor is leading us thru painting bottles, I would look up and she is just doing the tree trunks, and I had that done and I was almost done on my branch’s of my pine tree. And starting around the other side of the bottle.

Why can’t I just sloooooooooooooowly paint a bit, and get it right?  I think because I already know I paint like a kindergartener… so let’s get this done and over.

 

The King has such patience.. He ties flies for fishing. No way Jose for me..  Didn’t have patience for sewing either…  I did go thru a year and half of making western shirts for everyone… but that was short lived. And before that.. well, let’s just say when I left home, my mother had a cedar chest full of unfinished sewing projects of mine.

 

Even the summer time projects that I did.. It was paint this, and paint that, next..   

 

I don’t know if it is lack of patience’s, or…   I don’t know. But I always seem in a rush.  

And now I am in a rush to get this year over with.. how about you? 

 

I don’t know why, but I seem to do things in a hurry.

Even when I was working, I was up and down the halls.  To the point that one of my nurses use to call me Speedy Gonzalez …

 

If I am doing a project, I keep working until it is done or run out of day light.  Because I know full well, if I sit for a while.. I won’t get the job done.  I hate dilly dallying thru a job.  I want to get it done and over with so I don’t have to go back.

 

So in older age (notice I did not say in old age) I would have thought I would slow down. But I still seem to truck along. So much so, in the stores that my granddaughter when she first moved here… 5 months pregnant, told my grandson, that she wasn’t going shopping with me anymore.  She said Nana walks too fast.  At the time she was 20 and I was 77.

 

I don’t have the patience for crafts… so I don’t do well. When I went to paint and wine sessions with my daughter and friends.. I did lousy…  As the instructor is leading us thru painting bottles, I would look up and she is just doing the tree trunks, and I had that done and I was almost done on my branch’s of my pine tree. And starting around the other side of the bottle.

Why can’t I just sloooooooooooooowly paint a bit, and get it right?  I think because I already know I paint like a kindergartener… so let’s get this done and over.

 

The King has such patience.. He ties flies for fishing. No way Jose for me..  Didn’t have patience for sewing either…  I did go thru a year and half of making western shirts for everyone… but that was short lived. And before that.. well, let’s just say when I left home, my mother had a cedar chest full of unfinished sewing projects of mine.

 

Even the summer time projects that I did.. It was paint this, and paint that, next..   

 

I don’t know if it is lack of patience’s, or…   I don’t know. But I always seem in a rush.  

And now I am in a rush to get this year over with.. how about you?

Monday, December 28, 2020

Heading down the last week…..

Heading down the last week…..

 

Here we are.. just 4 more days and this year is over…

OVER… but the part that makes me laugh is people’s

reaction to the end of the year and the new year coming.   It is like there is a big switch up there in New York, where the ball that falls.. and as the ball falls to the bottom it will flip the switch from 2020 to 2021 and all will be right.   Like it is magic. No more bad things will happen.. You just have to laugh at how they view it.  It truly would be amazing, if we all woke up January 1st. 2021 and the rest of the year was a wonderful glorious year.. full of love and respect for others. That all would be right, and no wrongs.

 

I once was told that I viewed life thru rose color glasses.  And when I was younger that might have been true. I always tried to see the better of people. And if some one did not like a person… I would wait and see if that person was as bad as they said. Because some times.. other people just don’t get along..  And it was true several times for me.  That some that I had been warned of.. turn out to be really great people.  So I guess it is just a matter how some people treat others, in how they respond.

 

So maybe the magic of 2021, is ….how we treat others.  To try to find some good in them.. To over look for a couple times, their rawer side.  And leave the politics and religion subject to others. Like in the older days.. I remember Mom and Dad saying never talk religion or politic with friends.. as it could end your friendship.   Guess that would be true of 2020.

 

So as we head down this last week of 2020, maybe we can work on that… Some times, life is what you make of it.  Oops, there goes my rose glasses again.

Tuesday, December 22, 2020

The shortest Day…..and NON ESSENTIAL ..

The shortest day…..and NON ESSENTIAL ..

 

Yesterday was the shortest day of year.  Well, the shortest daylight day of the year.  Now we start to stretch back out again.  This getting up at 7:30 am and it is still dark.. And watching the room get dark before 4pm… and having to turn on lights… is for the birds… don’t think even they like it.

 

It is these long nights that gets one depressed. Especially with a lot of the days, without sun shine.

Winter is the leader of depression months. Especially around January and February ..with long nights, dreary days… CABIN FEVER…  that is when people buy those lights that light up your room like it is a summer day.

 

This year is especially bad. I am hoping 2021 is going to be better than this year we are finalizing.  The people, especially those in cities where they don’t have yards to go to. So staying home has the full meaning of being coped up. No wonder people are depressed.  All their worth have been shut down. Our worth to us, is working, making money to live on.. for food, rent and all the essential things.   So many have lost jobs in the cities.  And then to have the label put on them…. Where all of this is a losing battle… to be called NON ESSENTIAL…. Your job is NON ESSENTIAL. Which makes you… wear the label of being.. NON ESSENTIAL.  I think that is the worse thing you can do to a person, to tell them that. They don’t take it as label of their job.. they take it personal. That they personally are not worthy.. that they don’t matter. They are non essential…Is it any wonder, there is more suicides this year.

 

If you know someone who has lost their job..please do not use the term on them or their job.  Find a way to make them know that they are important, that they have a purpose.  Yes, there are place, who are helping… (God bless them) with food. And other supplies.. but you can’t buy to give away, the feeling of mattering to those who are without a job now.

So do smile, even if you have to move your mask slight, and say Hi.

 

My daughter got me a couple mask from Costco. They are clear and they fit on my face like glasses. So people can see my face.. they can see I am smiling.. they can see I said HI.. Or good morning… I have seen so many who have return the smile.  We need to feed the soul as well as the body.

 

 

Monday, December 21, 2020

These are rough times…

These are rough times…

 

I understand we have to be careful.  I understand that there has to be some rules of sorts.. Rules is too strong of a word for what I want..  Policies? Maybe.

GUIDELINES.. that is the word I need. Guidelines!!

 

Without guidelines, we don’t have as much structure. And right now we NEED structure.  The wearing of mask is guidelines.  It is a way of helping tone down the viruses.  Yet people fight it. It is like we are asking them to wear a 50 pound armor.  And worse off, is the ones who shame others for wearing the mask, or not wearing the mask.

 

I have to wonder about the ones who get on Facebook and put down a company that has people at the door, telling them .. no mask.. no entry.  Screaming at the top of the world about the injustice of it all. How that business, will never see them at their door again.  THAT THEY HAVE RIGHTS.. They are not going to be told what to do.  Yet, as they stomp across the parking lot and get into their cars, they are putting on their seat belts as they get ready to leave the parking lot.   Were they one of the people who said they would never use seatbelts when it came out as a safety issue?  Do they strap in their babies before they turn on the car?  How is this any different?   The question I have for all of them… WHAT…….IF…….YOU…… ARE…. WRONG? What happens if the mask are the answer?  How much are you willing to bet, take a chance on? What happens when it is some one really close to you… and YOU are the cause?  Are you really willing to take the chance… WHAT…IF….YOU….ARE ….WRONG?

 

 

Tuesday, December 15, 2020

I DIDN’T KNOW THAT…

I DIDN’T KNOW THAT…

This post is going to be under the lead of .. I didn’t know that.

Today is the Christmas tree… In my thought the other day, was .. what was the symbol of the Christmas tree suppose to mean..  I couldn’t get it connected to Jesus being born.. And wasn’t sure about a German connection, as Santa I believe is.  So I looked it up.  So if you are bored and have nothing else to do..  continue reading…  other wise.. have a great day.

When did Christmas trees originate?

The true Christmas tree tradition can be traced to 16th-century Germany, where Christians began to decorate trees—or, if times were tough, simple pyramid-shaped stacks of wood— inside their homes. The tradition of adding candles to the tree branches is most commonly attributed to Martin Luther, leader of the Protestant Reformation movement in the 1500s. (Legend suggests he was inspired by the stars in the night sky and wanted to re-create the scene in his own home using candlelight.)  According to A Christmas Cornucopia: The Hidden Stories Behind Our Yuletide Traditions, the first-ever Christmas tree was in London, near what is now Leadenhall Market. However, it seems it was a one-time trend, as Christmas trees wouldn't be back in Britain until the 19th century.

In what country did the Christmas tree originate? And are Christmas trees religious?

Despite the Christmas tree's roots in Christianity, most Americans refused to adopt the tradition at first because they believed it to be attached to pagan beliefs. The tradition was mostly contained to Germany until the late 1700s and early 1800s. Until then, the Puritans of New England upheld especially strict views of Christmas in America, and people were severely punished if they celebrated or decorated in any way. (They believed the holiday was so sacred that a church service was the only appropriate way to celebrate.) This solemn American observance of Christmas continued until Irish and German immigrants began to make their way across the Atlantic and established their own traditions despite the Puritan rule.

German settlements, particularly in Pennsylvania, typically decorated community trees in the late 18th century, and soon the trees found their way into the individual homes of German families—but most of the country was still skeptical. It wasn't until England's Queen Victoria and Prince Albert (who was of German heritage) were depicted in a popular newspaper in 1848 standing around a Christmas tree with their family that the tradition became more widely embraced. Americans were hereby convinced that Christmas trees were desirable holiday decorations.

 

So there you have it… How we come to have Christmas trees.  Kind of interesting it was against the law of the Puritan’s to have one..AND NOW.. you can say.. I know that…

 

Oh, one more thing…

Where did the custom of decorating Christmas trees originate?

Other than the candle aesthetic already established in Europe, decorations like ornaments (often imported from Germany) became more popular in the late 1800s, and homemade decorations like cookies and garlands (think: popcorn, berries, nuts, and more) became decorating staples.

These more homespun decorations gave way to electric lights and synthetic materials, like tinsel, as technological and industrial developments changed throughout the 20th century. The popular Shiny Brite ornaments, inspired by imported German glass ornaments, marked the beginning of the U.S. ornament industry in the early-to-mid 1900s.

Monday, December 14, 2020

I guess what really frustrates me is….

I guess what really frustrates me is….

 

Those of you who have read this blog for any length of time, know that I am an unaffiliated voter. I don’t say independent because there is party for them… and that isn’t what I believe in… You would know me as the Cafeteria  Party that I made up years ago. I joked about walking down the aisle at voting time, picking from side to side of those I THOUGHT, would do a good job for the American people… (oh how naïve) and joke about I am on a diet, as there is so little to pick from any more.

I am NOT a Republican.. never have been. I always felt that the Republican party represented the corporations, and not the people.  It has been to my thoughts they are about money.  The last Republican party candidate I liked… was one with that part of his campaign. I LIKE IKE. I was too young to vote, but had I been old enough, I would probably have. I liked that he wanted to make better roads. I like that he wanted keep illegals numbers down. I liked that he was a former General, so knew the world and their leaders.  But he is the last one of that party I cared for. I really thought he was for the American people.

I am not a Democrat, but have Democrat leanings. Because the Democrat of the past seem to want to do what was best for the American citizen.  A kinder side. The other side seemed harsher.  And my favorite President was JFK. He had so many programs for the American citizens. Job Corp, and etc.  To me.. when he was killed, they not only killed the man, but the killed the heart of our land, as it hasn’t recovered yet.  Obama tried, but there were so many against him.. he didn’t have a chance. They were blandly against them, to the point of saying.. no matter what he brought up, they were going to make sure if was turned down. It was about him, and them.. not the American people.

 

There is so much wrong about our Congress, I don’t know if any time soon will be be a UNITED country.  Both parties have ran off in to the ditch with their ideals. The Democrats want to give away everything.. and the Republicans don’t want the average American have anything.  Can Biden bring it back?  I seriously doubt it.

 

I think what makes me so frustrating  is… When Trump actually got voted in.. actually made it, as most of us who use common sense, who has morals, who believe in TRUTH, never even thought he would get in.  I truly believe if the Democrats had someone else besides Hillary, Trump would never seen the front door of the White House.  She had way too much luggage.. and the Democrats were fools.   So                        when he got in. I foolishly thought.. naively thought, the Democrats would keep him from doing the damage he has done.  But instead of righting up the boat called Congress, they too went off in the ditch.  It is like it is a contest, of who can be, or do the worse.. and not one is winning, but no one is losing either, except the average American citizens.

 

There really needs some changes in the Congress. 1. no Senator should have the power to stop a bill being voted on. McConnell’s behavior is so un-American.. No one Senator or even Representative should have the single power. 

2. We need to put a term limit on Congress. We have one for the President.. we need on for Congress.  Serving 30 years is obscene.  Sadly the only ones who can make those changes is CONGRESS… AND you KNOW that will never happen.

 

Stepping down off the soap box

  

 

Tuesday, December 08, 2020

Back yard mechanic, no more.. no more..

Back yard mechanic, no more.. no more..

 

Sung to the tune of HIT THE ROAD JACK.. don’t come back, no more…no more..  ha…

 

Last week the King and I had a problem with the old Buick. Seems the thermostat was sticking..  Found this out when the King took it in for quick oil change… as it popped up on the machine..  Not a problem.. the King tells them. I will get it fixed.  Knowing full well, he would get the part and fix it.. Not a big problem..  

Now you got to understand.. the King has been a machine for zillions of years.  And even I can change a thermostat.  I had changed a few in my days… after all being a mechanic’s daughter, you learn a lot of things.  You start out as a go for.. You learn really quick the different of a ¼ wrench from a 7/8 one. Or a quarter inch socket from a ¾ one.  Crescent  wrench or a 3mm from a 15mm… 

So when the King came in and said…. I CAN’T FIND THE THERMSTAT… I am thinking.. is he getting feeble minded? Who can’t find the thermostat?  It is right on top..  I told him. Did you follow the hose down to the motor, where the intake manifold is?  He looks at me disgustedly and said OF COURSE I DID. But I still can’t find it.. look it up on google.. So I googled it… there was one…. can I change the thermostat as the garage wants $280!!..  So I clicked on that..

 

AND that was when the horror set in… It shows where the thermostat is.. KIND OF…. Along with the wording .. this is why the garage is charging $280….    I showed it to the King, and he goes back out to the car.  Comes back in with sad face and says.. I got to go over to see how much Emerald will charge us and get an appointment.  WHAT???  I asked?  He said.. you would not believe what I would have to remove to just get to the thermostat.  So eating humble pie, off he went.. found out they had two cancellations, so we could get it in that day… Long and short of it.. $247.10 later, we had our car back.

 

I think if this car dies on us.. I will look for a 1970 something. Something we still can work on ourselves.  Because this sure the hell isn’t it.. and way more expensive. Heck the car is just barely worth more than the part.   Well, actually the labor, the part we had and that was only $7.

 

So our days of back yard mechanic is pretty much over with.

 

 

 

 

 

Monday, December 07, 2020

Sadness day


 



December 7, 2020

Sad day…..

 

I wonder how many will remember this day.. Hopefully more than just the old vets who show up in Hawaii, for how ever many there are left, from the bombing of Pearl Harbor.

So many young don’t even know what today means. I don’t know if they still teach it in schools anymore. It seems like the schools have backed off of history.  We really need to keep passing on the history of this country and what we had to do to keep it whole.  Even with the past summer, of how so many have tried to rip it apart.   If only we could keep the 20% in the back ground instead on the front lines of our newspapers.  To make those who have done so much for so many…of late thru all of this shutting down business. The people who went to bat for those restaurants and other businesses. Those who went into their pantry’s and pulled out food for others,  The stores who help out and still helping out.. that is what should be on the front page.  We don’t want history to repeat itself..  but with so few knowing, it is bound to happen.

 

So do remember this day 79 years ago… Remember what it cost us. Remember, because maybe we won’t be so lucky next time. It took 4 years to clean up last time.

 

On a personal note, this day is also a reminder to our family, of how horrible depression is. And the cost and effects of it. As we lost a family member just 5 years ago today.  In our busy lives, we sometimes sidestep, or not pay enough attention to a fellow person… to see how much trouble they are in, trying to handle their lives. Especially in times of now, where depression and anxiety is building up inside of so many. Christmas time is a heavy time for them.. and with the shutting down, wearing mask so you don’t see smiles.. and no hugging…  it adds to the burden of those who just aren’t strong at this time.   Just a mere Hi, and a smile if mask permits it… can make a difference in someone’s life. Some one you might not even know, but walked past..

 

Keep the faith, people..  We shall survive, but it not only takes a village, but it takes a community.


(the picture is one I took 10 years ago, as we were going back to the pier from the memorial)

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, December 01, 2020

HELLO DECEMBER….

HELLO DECEMBER…. 

 

Well, here we are..  the last month of this hellish year.  I have made a promise to myself … that I will for this month.. Starting today..  to have positive things in my life. Positive to say to others..  positive thoughts … and above all..KINDNESS..  Surely I can get thru 31 days …right? 

 

Want to try it with me?  So much negative around all of us. So if each of us try… maybe be the drop in the bucket that makes the wave? I know it isn’t an original idea.  Seems we tried this before.. But surely if any year this needs to be tried.. it is this year. 

 

So I will start out with each of my post for this month with what I am thankful and feel blessed about.  Trying to name at least 2… So for this day I am thankful for 1. the King’s good health, as it wasn’t so good in August and September.

And also for 2. my own health, remember I decided to take a flying leap from the ladder, not planned.

 

What can you say you are blessed for .. for today..

 

Monday, November 30, 2020

Good bye, November….

 Good bye, November….

And thankfully this year is almost over. 31 more days left.

As I have gotten some of the Christmas stuff out of storage in the garage, it kind of makes me reflex to Christmas past.

The one with the kids still all home and small.  The trying to find something that they like besides all the replacement clothes for gifts. See Christmas in our house was replacement of shoes, and clothes that wore out since Sept. when school started.  When you have a large family that is what is in all those boxes you see them show you. Instead of lots of toys and etc.. it is the clothing.

But we did try our best to get something the kids would love. Usually with a $20 per kid allowance, we would try to find what is new and what they like.  Near the end as the kids are getting in their teens it was harder, as we couldn’t afford the latest, newest, have to have gift.  I think that is when I really started to hate Christmas. When it became so commercialized.  Knowing my kids would be going back to school and see their friends with walkmans and later computer games and etc.  But I was really blessed as my kids always seem to be excited on Christmas morning.. and never seem to cry about what they didn’t get. 

As I look back, I  also think forward…  to the kids of today. Who have parents who will go to stores and fight with each other for the latest toy, that has run out at some of the stores. 

Our day seem to be a relaxed day. Kids putting their new clothes away, and playing with their toys.. me, finishing up the dinner for us to eat later. In our house hold that would be  a venison or elk roast instead of turkey.  One such year, there was a goose that my husband had shot and brought home. It was the most pathetic thing to see. After you take those feathers off, there isn’t that much left of that breast. He looked like he came over on the Columbus ships… So gave us a good laugh.. Luckily we had the venison roast as a back up.

So let’s hope this month is a better month. Let’s pray there is a lowering of the virus and less people dying.  Let’s pray there is more kindness, than we have had for the past couple years, especially this year.

 

Wednesday, November 25, 2020

THANKSGIVING... TRADITIONS...


November 25, 2020

Thanksgiving Traditions 






This will be the cook for tomorrow.. Late tonight he will start a few things and then up at 3am to get the kitchen started.. Turkey in the oven.. potatoes peeled (my job)  getting the green bean casserole together. Getting the yams candied, and etc... He is a prima donna of the kitchen on Thanksgiving as he makes sure everything is perfect.. but he wouldn't  want it any other way..  

 

In my past Thanksgivings were my Uncle Tiny and my mother.. Depending on which side of the states I was in.. 

 





East Coast was my mother.. she could put on a hell of a meal for everyone.. She did it in style.. and the proper dishes, and the proper sterling silver ware, which my job was to have it polished for the meal days ahead.. Be it as a kid or an adult who came back to live for a short while.  There was the soup, and there was the shrimp cocktails, and there was the service plate that went under the plate you ate off of.  There were tiny salt containers with spoons.  The buns, the cranberries and pickles, olives, stuffed celery.  And of course the turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, mashed squash and turnips. And home made pies. 

 

One the West Coast it was Uncle Tiny... who was a retired Navy cook... so you know he knew how to put up a meal and half.  Maybe not as fancy as Mom's.. but it sure was a lot and was cooked with love. 

 So I wish you all a wonderful Thanksgiving.. remembering the pass ones, and making due this year.. and count your blessings for all that you have.  


Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Starting the count down….

Starting the count down…. 

 

We start the count down… in just a mere 2 days is Thanksgiving..  Which may be a shadow of former celebrations…  A lot of the states are condemning the gatherings of family and friends.  Even to the point of asking for neighbors to spy on neighbors. (Germany Nazi like)   Thankfully we don’t live in those states.  And my heart goes out to those who do.   This is really going to be hard for some families. As it is their once a year gathering of all the aunts, uncles and cousins along with the grandparents.

 

We are keeping ours small. We are allowed 10… but we will have 7.  All of us health.  It will be different.  For one thing, right after we eat…. The King is taking meals up to his brother’s house for his sister in law. They are home from the town they go to for the treatments.  He has one more week to go.  So of course they can’t join us.. but we want to be sure they have a meal. 

 

So then we get the meal over..  but there isn’t any run to the stores for the big sales. I don’t know if the paper will be extra thick as it is every year.. with all the ads for the towns near us… As far as I know there isn’t even going to be Black  Friday this year.. The stores have been running a partial Black Friday on weekends.. doing different products each weekend.

 

Seems like all traditions are going to the wayside.

 

Then it will be Christmas shopping for 3 weeks.. but how much puff will be taken out of that as well, we will see.  And then there will be New Years Eve and day.. A lot of us are looking forward to that… hoping 2021 is better than this year.

 

So I will be thinking of you all, and our family and friends we can’t get together with. Wishing you all a wonderful day, hopefully phone calls … zoom calls and etc. will help. God Bless and be thankful for all you have.

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Sometimes you just got to do what you do… VIRUS HAIR CUT

Sometimes you just got to do what you doVIRUS HAIR CUT

 

Anyone who knows me, knows I really don’t do the normal stuff. I just think something is a good idea and go with it.. sometimes it works.. some times it doesn’t..  And if it seems like fun.. all the better.

 

So yesterday, Tuesday, I decided to go with the idea of getting my hair cut.  Our Governor is back tracking on his phases.. and we are back to phase 2.  Which means a lot of places are being closed or shut down to a quarter of their businesses.  And the virus is climbing daily.  Hospitals are starting to fill up again. 

 

So I figured it was just a matter of time before he goes to phase one. Which among others… is the beauty shops.. And my hair needed to be trim.   I scanned the computer internet looking for short hair cuts. Because who knows how long this will go on this time. Last time they shut them down it was 3 months before they open up again.

 

I came across several short hair cuts that was intriguing. And figure.. what the hell.. go for it.. so this is it…  This is my VIRUS HAIR CUT.

Yes it is short.. ooooooooooooooh, ya… lol..  Kind of whimsical … and that would sum me up pretty much… doing things that are whimsical.. fun.. 







Tuesday, November 17, 2020

We will survive….

We will survive….

 

A lot of people are worried about the new President coming in.

Some are thinking Trump was the only answer and the government is going to go to hell in a bucket… or hand basket.

 

But you see, we have survived many different administrations over the years. There was Tricky Dicky better know as Richard Nixon.

Then there was Bush Jr.  and we can’t forget Clinton.  And then of course, Obama, where so many thought he was going to turn us into another Africa.  And that is the reason why we have such a great swing in the pendulum now.. called Trump.  A lot of us thought he would take our nation down to its knees… and a lot of us think he almost did and can still before he is out of office.   But we survived each of them.

 

We are still THIS UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.

 

Now the fear is Biden and his outspoken woman vice president. The country is not fond of strong will and thought woman.  Women who will act, and call up accountability.  Be it politics or anything else.

Women who say exactly how they feel and thinking.  They don’t see a warm hearted, do good for others, they just see a mouthy person.

 

We,  the women of the 60’s have been waiting for such a woman. One to be reckon with. Those of us who really thought a woman could be President, really in our hearts knew Hilary Clinton, wasn’t that woman.  And we did not vote for her. Too much luggage, to thick with her husband Bill.  If she had walked away from him after he got out of office, and stepped up..  She might have gotten more women votes. And I hate it when some women are soooooo dumb that they will vote for a person, JUST BECAUSE SHE WAS A WOMAN… You don’t vote for someone because they are a certain gender.  You vote for the person you think can do the job. Seriously people.. 

I love the Texas Governor, Ann Richards.   She stood up to the male peers… She said what she thought, she was a force to be reckon with .

And I think Harris is going to be one of those women.  She will be one to watch. Who knows maybe she will run in 2024.

 

And for all those Republicans… Trumpesters or not..  The United States will survive and so will we.  Just like we always have.  But then again, that will depend on you…  With so much muck, going on and no one is held accountable.. If you all.. let it continue without stepping up to the plate…  If you are so hateful, that you don’t care what happens to your fellow Americans.. who knows.. 

 

BUT I BELIEVE WE WILL SURVIVE….once again.

 

Thursday, November 12, 2020

from the past....

Funny as I read this... I laughed as it this is still true 10 years later


TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 09, 2010

My Daylight body....

My body goes with daylight. Meaning when the sun is up, my body
wakes me and I get out of bed. And when it is dark, I start to run
down. Probably comes from my childhood. As we woke up at dawn
to do the farm work. And my folks had us in bed by the time it got
dark or shortly after. I think 8p.m. was our bedtime for winter.

Over the years, I was always an early riser. And raising kids you are up
early out of survival or call. And when I worked I was up at 3am, to
be at work by 5am. Then I switched to going to bed at 6am and going
to work at 10pm. When I went on Noc shift. So my own body had to adjust.

Now that I am retired and have no deadline, or early call, I can get
up when I want. Which is usually dawn. So summer, I am up and
on the run early and loving it… And of course, the sun is still going
at 9 to 9:30 pm. So I love summer…

I think the coined phase OLD MAN WINTER, is for a good reason.
because that is how I feel in the winter. And these gloomy mornings,
haven’t encourage my bouncing out of bed. More like dragging a wet
dishrag out. I mull around in my pj’s with my cup of coffee and paper
in hand, looking out to a bleak day. At least the afternoons were
deemable last week. But this week the forecast isn’t looking good.

So when we went off daylight savings and had gloomy mornings, and
dark afternoons… well, my body doesn’t know what to do. Heck, on
Sunday, I was thinking it was bedtime, and it was only 5 pm.
This isn’t looking good, for this winter, if I am in this mode already.
Usually this hits about January or February.

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

To all of those who have serve.... thank you for your service

 Veteran day


Everett Linekin   Navy
Parker Linekin   Army
Timothy Haines   Coast Guard
Marvin Hughes    Army
Harold Richardson   Navy

Worel Bros. Ted, Art Jr, Bill, Dick  Navy
Allen.. Marine    John    Army  
Jack Air Force

Mike Brown   Army
Herbert Brownell  Navy

Gary and Sandee Gors   Army
Edward Gors     Navy
Jeff Gors    Army

Stan Worel    Air National Guard

Larry Ellis Air Force

Robert Young    Marine

Some are gone.. some are still here… 

Thank you, to you all… for your service..

I am sure I probably forgot someone.. and I am truly sorry if I did..

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Hugs are not just for sex

Hugs are not just for sex

 

I was born and raised on the East Coast. Raised up among Italians, Portuguese, French, and Irish… And also good old Yankee Englishmen.  Yankee men were staunch people.. meaning not really expressive. They rarely hugged anyone. Not their wives or children in public.. not so sure at home either.  If they greeted another man, it was the hand shake. A medium to strong one. And if it was a deal in the making.. and very strong one.. Meaning this deal is solid. 

 

Now the others.. were very expressive. Italians and Portuguese were expressive, some times loud in their greeting of each other. Be it men or women. Irish and  French were fairly expressive.

 

Men have body language hug. There was the come on, let’s talk. As the men would walk off, one man would put his arm around the other and cup his hand over the other man’s shoulder. With his head leaned in. This was a “you have my full attention” style. Or it could be.. “I want your full attention”  And if it was the mafia guy, it was a tighten of the hand on the shoulder, meaning.. listen here guy, I am telling you now… and heed what I mean, style.

 

 

When a man greeted another man there were several ways. There is, at large gatherings, a come from behind, putting both hands on the other shoulders and squeezing. Some times it was a surprise, I am here type. Others were, I am sorry, I am late, but I am here now.  Some where a hand shake that turns into a hug. Most of the time followed by laughter.  With women, it was a hug around the waist. Maybe a kiss on the cheek type greeting. Women greeted each other with hugs. And if really happy to see each other, it would turn into a short dance as they hugged.  All of which were hugged when they left each other. It was just the way it was. Children were greeted with hug, and maybe a swing up in the air greeting. It just was the way it was. No one took offense.  If there was no hugs, then you knew one was not happy with the other.

 

In my own family, we were more like the English. My mother was half English and half German. Another nationality that was not expressive and stand offish.  My father was a little more at ease. He did hug women in greeting.  But my parents and brother and myself, was more reserve. I don’t believe I ever heard my parents tell each other that they love each other. They rarely hugged. It just was the way it was in our household. No kiss on the cheek, hello or good by..

 

So how did I become a hugger. That tribute would be to my Aunt Harriet. My Aunt Harriet… my other mother…. Who loved everyone. Hugged everyone.. She had unconditional love for her family and friends. She called us all Sweetie at one time or another. Everyone got hugs and especially kids.  

 

 

Men use to call women, Babe, Honey, Sweetheart and these were terms of endearment.  Women, have use some of these and they have used them with women. I had a boss when I was 18, and she  would say, take this paper down to Mr. so and so, honey.  Dearie will you go down and make a copy of this for me.  If she didn’t uses those words, you knew you were on her list, and it wasn’t good.

 

Men have had there arms around women waist, around children waist or on their shoulders, all in the I am protecting you style. I am here..  Some times even hands on the shoulders with a massage like motion.   All of this… was not sexual. It was terms or expressions of loving caring people.

 

Now jump to the 2000, and all of it has become a social no no. Don’t touch society. Watch how you talk, what words you use, and for the love of God, don’t touch unless it is your spouse. Or sister, or your brother. Of course the last bunch has all kinds of acceptable names, and some not so much.

 

So now when we hear some one use the words Babe, or Honey or Dearie, we cringe.  We see someone touch another personally, we cringe. Be it gay couples, or an older man… we cringe. We assume it is sexual.

 

My husband has a hard time with the word Babe. He has used this word for over 50 years. I have talked to him for about 4 years about, how he should not say that word.  That some women take offense to it.  He has gotten better about it,  I am afraid he would get in trouble about it.  He almost did one time. A woman he worked with, was crying.. she was very upset. He gave her a hug and told her, she would be ok.. She turn him in for a sexual harassment.  He was blown away and hurt. He meant to console her. He felt bad for her, as she was so upset.  Sexual had NOTHING to do with it.   See he too is a hugger. Has been all the 68 years of his life.

 

I, am a hugger as well, Like I said, I learn from the best.  But I find myself double checking myself.   If I meet someone and we talk for a while and get along greatly, enjoy each others conversation.. as I go to leave, I apologize and say.. I am a hugger, hope you don’t mind.. 90% of them, say me too.. And I wish her well and tell her I enjoy our time together…  If I am talking to a woman, and she is upset, and tells me how her life is upset down… and when we get ready to leave each other… I will say… Do you mind if I give you a hug? And if she starts to cry, I hold a little longer. 

 

Why do I have to apologize? Why do I have to ask.. why it isn’t it ok, to hug someone now.  Why is it when man is working with someone, and that is a woman… he mention how nice she looks.. he doesn’t say she looks sexy.. just remarks about how nice she looks.. he is brought up on sexual charges. Yet a woman can say to a man.. wow you look great today.. and that is ok?

Why does a man put his hands on a woman friend’s shoulder, and it becomes sexual…

 

All hugs are not sexual.. all touching of endearment  ARE NOT sexual.

 

Wednesday, November 04, 2020

The faster I go, the more behind I get…

The faster I go, the more behind I get…. 

 

As you can see I’m once again late at blogging… I had it in mind last night, but forgot this am..

Been busy, with so much.. cleaning the garage, transferring stuff from one garage to the other and transferring a car to the first garage.   Then there was applesauce to make.. meaning peeling slicing, and coring apples.  Each and ever one of them in a large box. We do have one of those apple peeler .. thingie… But still got to get them cooked and then puree, then put in the jars and then water bath them.  Then there was the pears. Then throw in the King taking a friend to physical therapy now on Tuesday and Friday.

I have Wednesday and Thursday with babysitting one great grandson, while Mom take the other one to an appt.  And then throw in there, a meeting with the insurance agent to make sure the King’s health insurance advantage is going to be changed to the better. And mine is down grading their monthly payment to 0 but same coverage.  And then there is a dab of the King running to his brother’s house to take care  of small stuff. While they are away for the week doing chemo and radiation.

So somewhere in there we have been running on a treadmill of life. And skipping watching tv news shows about the election that I feel can take forever…

 

Did seen the neighbor state kept their governor that they love to hate. Seems Seattle out votes the rest of the state.   Going to be a lot of unhappy people.  Then there was one I have been watching..  Kentucky… Nope don’t know anyone there..  but there is a horrible Senator that I had hope they would finally get rid.  I think I could almost tolerate Trump, if this Senator was gone.. but sadly turtle face won his race and the nation is stuck with him for another 4 or so years.  Unless he drops dead from old age.. Wishful thinking on my part. 

 

So with all the things going on,  Halloween, garage cleaning, Time changing, applesauce making..  the nation voting.. we did last month by absentee voting… and pear canning. We are pooped.  Yet still taking care of Tuesday thru Friday, helping others.  And with my pea brain, trying to figure out what to blog about..

 

So take good care of each other.. try not to let the election mess get to you.. We can all pray that calmer minds will prevail.  And we can go on with life.  

 

Will try to do a better job next week..