GOOD BYE SUMMMER…hello Fall…

GOOD BYE SUMMMER…hello Fall…

 

And here we are.. putting our yards back to sleep mode.

Away with all the yard art.. put back in the totes.  Putting all

of the lights away… the sticks of art..   Mine are bikes and trucks that have wheels that spin in the wind… sometimes.

 

Then there is the garden areas.. pulling up old plants.. and hoping for the best of the late bloom tomatoes… 

For me it was digging up tiger lilys that took over the one front garden area… So digging down a foot..  And planting a rose that I found a small upshot of one I have away years ago.  It smells so great.. so look forward to it growing up by the bedroom room.. In hopes in 2 years there will be an aroma flowing thru the bedroom window…. And hoping I am still alive to smell it..

 

So much stuff, threw away some of those, “I will fix someday”… pieces…  Putting away old favorites..

 

So good bye Summer, it seems like this has been a long year, but you slipped by quickly… with promise of snow cover within a month or so…  Here you are Fall, with your trees turning red.. with a spot or two of green remaining…

 

Summer is my favorite.. so it is going to be a lonnnnnnnnnnnnng time coming back.. With winter kicking our tails with lots of snow to shovel and push and blow around the yard… for paths… This year will seem weird… You see for 14 years we snow blown a path around the front yard and back yard for Misty… It is still hard to imagine her gone… We both still tear up at the mention of her.. I got a tee shirt, that arrived today for the King… It is a baby Dachshund, in the pocket….  Looking just like her, when we got her.   So it will seem weird not to have paths going thru our yards..  even the neighbor helped out one time with the path.

So off we go, getting ready for winter… So enjoy the Fall as long as you can.. if we thought Summer ran by us fast.. Winter will be here just as fast..

The DEBATE and I don’t care…..

The DEBATE and I don’t care…..

 

We voted and sent it back Saturday…  So this household is done..  Let the chips fall where they may.

 

AND we don’t have to watch the circus call the debates tonight.. as WE DON’T CARE…  

 

We were more interested in the election that is local.. State and cities.  The rest has been such a mess since Joe threw his hat in the ring last summer.  There is not lesser of the evils…  You either can lose your health plan and maybe even our SS and Medicare if Trump has his way…. And on the other side we have higher taxes coming.. and could lose our right to own guns…  What a pair to chose from.   One of us voted for one of the big picks… and the other chose outside of the circle…. Letting the people hopefully pick.. 

It is going to be scary and a lot time to find out who won. The counting the absentees, and the rest.. all by hand.. and then there is the Trump daughter’s computerize machines… I never like the computers … even before… let me just filling in the square.

 

Also in your town… have you notice a reduced in political signs?  Sure hasn’t been many here.. Use to see them on every corner, down the roads, and in people’s yards. Not this year.. they are far and between…

One funny one was when we were in Davenport for a celebration of life we pass one lonely group political sign. And one of the 3 names on it had HEATHER SCOTT..  what is funny about that?  Davenport is in Washington state.. and she is running in Idaho.  Weird.. but this is 2020…

 

So good luck with you all… all I ask is for YOU TO VOTE.. I don’t care if you vote who I can’t stand… VOTE…. Other wise after it is all said and done.. and you are bitching.. I am going to ask you the question…… did you vote?  And if your answer is no… I will put up my hand and say STOP… you just lost your bitching rights..  And this year of all years.. you have plenty of ways to vote.   No excuses this year..

Ruth Bader Ginsburg….

Ruth Bader Ginsburg….

Better known a RBG.. even the movie uses that…

 

Ruth Ginsburg was born in Brooklyn New York. Her mother died shortly before she graduated from high school. She studied law school at Harvard, where she was one of the few women in her class. Her mother would have been proud.

 

You can google her name and read all the different things this lady has done before she became a member of the Supreme Court.   So many women laws of protection is due to her… 

 

But people only think of her as the one of the 9 judges.. some don’t like her.. I even have a daughter who is not a fan of hers.  Her main thing is the fact she saw a picture of her sleeping at some meeting..  I tried to get her to understand this woman…..THIS WOMAN… is the reason why she and other and myself included… get to enjoy may things that were not up for us years ago.   It is on the back of people like Ginsburg, Gloria Steinem, and several others who fought to gain for women rights thru the 1960 and 70’s. 

 

I like her because she was tough… she stood up for what she thought was right. No matter what side of the party aisle people were on. 

 

So God bless you Ruth, may you rest in peace with her husband.  She served well…

 

I find it despicable that they are arguing over who will replace her before she is even buried.   What is the hurry? Trump has lots of time to put some one up there he wants. He couldn’t wait another week, out of respect… Oh, yea, we don’t do that anymore.. do we… Respect ….  

BLACK LIVES MATTER? Really?

BLACK LIVES MATTER?  Really? 

Isn’t that kind of a reverse racist remark?  To say one race matters more than others?

Sure would be shouted out from the media of all.. if one were to say WHITE LIVES MATTER… You could hear the screams from Ca to Maine.

 

Every time I see people in their suppose peaceful protesting… for Black Lives Matters, white people… as well as Black, some time way more white than blacks… I have to ask them.. WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU… when the Native Americans in North Dakota were protesting for their clean water rights against the oil companies?  I didn’t see protesters in support of them matching in the town squares of New York, Los Angles, Seattle, Portland, Chicago, Boston… WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU THEN?  And when the oriental young man who was killed in a door way in New York, unarmed… by the police…  WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU THEN?  Why were you NOT protesting in support of him?  When there were the talks of Native American women being killed in Montana… WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU THEN?  I saw NO PROTESTING in the town squares of all of your towns and cities then?? OH. I GET IT NOW.. ONLY BLACK LIVES MATTER!!  Well, actually I DON’T GET IT… Why is one race more important than others?   The signs that say… NO LIVES MATTERS UNTIL BLACK LIVES MATTER…. THAT IS RACIST… Why are blacks so special?  You see to me.. all people are special.. ALL PEOPLE… no matter what race, what gender and etc.

 

To have protest that burn business, break out the windows and walk out of the doors of the stores with TV’s and etc.   in hand.. giving the upper thumb salute…  is NOT PROTESTING…  that is terrorist and thieves…  STOP CALLING THEM PROTESTORS… People who throw things as the police.. spit in their faces, scream at them to die.. when some where shot..  ARE NOT PROTESTORS… They are terrorist.

 

When is this country going to come back together? Neither candidate have a plan or if they do, they sure aren’t sharing it with us.. 

I fear not in my life time… and not so sure in your life time.  With the divide some say it is the start of a Civil War.  THERE IS NOTHING CIVIL about this… synonyms:polite · courteous · well mannered · well bred · gentlemanly · chivalrous · gallant · ladylike · gracious · respectful · refined · urbane · polished · cultured · cultivated · civilized · cordial · genial · pleasant · affable · obliging · decent · 

mannerly

None of these words describe the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA that we see in the daily papers, news shows and media of all types… quite the opposite.

 

Now lets go to the subject of the police… for every one of the police officers that the media serves to us, in the light of killing blacks.. we have a thousand that are good police officers..  of that thousand we have 800 of those who are damn good compassionate police officers who go way beyond the line of their job to help others.  So why do we see these few … maybe 90 of bad cops?  There is bad in every occupation… we have all heard about the bad lawyers.. the crooks.. how about car salesmen?  Or how may Drs. Are sued for malipractice? How about teachers… There is bad in all of types of jobs..  There are bad CNA’s working in nursing homes, there are lousey bosses who are hell to work for.. You name the occupation.. and you can or someone can tell you about a bad person in that line of work.  Just they aren’t held up to the media… No one is carrying a camera around to record them at their worse.

And once again… for every bad person in ANY job, others can tell you about a thousand plus of others who have gone the extra mile to help out others… and that includes police officers…  So back off with your ALL police officers are asses…  Police officers are one of the occupations that sees the human race at its worse. No one calls a police officer because things are good.  And so far, 99% of the time when things happen, it is because the person stopped did not come to the situation with clean hands (as Judge Judy says) and decide they are going to beat the system by protesting or running…If they were to do as they were told.. STOP…  don’t move… hands where I can see them… if they would only do that.. every one would get to go home alive that night… So let’s put the blame where it really is… on both sides sometimes..

And the tribe grows.... AND the beat goes on....

And the tribe grows…. And the beat goes on…

 

We have been informed of two more additions to the family… Two granddaughters

are due in March.  One at the beginning and the other at the end of March.

 

We found out the early one is going to be a girl..  who will join two sisters… I told the dad that this one is going to be a tomboy….  That girls can work on cars and trucks too.

That I learn to know the different wrenches and the different sizes of them.. from helping my dad..  So for him not to give up hope…  He does have the right idea tho… He just wants a health baby. And maybe next time it will be a boy… lol

 

The late March one we have not heard yet.  They just made an announcement at a family gathering over the weekend… that they were going to be having a baby in March.

 

In this day and age, it is a wonderment to me… as a mother of 8… who had no clue what sex my child was going be … that it was not possible during that time.. Over the years there have been so quick change of color of baby items, after the baby is born. And if you were invited to a baby shower before the baby was born… well, you went with yellow or green.. to be on the safe side..  Now they can tell what the baby looks like even at 2 and half months along, you can see the little one kicking itself across the womb. AMAZING. They even can see if there is a problem sometimes.. AND some of them have been corrected before the child is born… AMAZING… 

 

So next March the number about will be changed to 26 by the end of March.

 

And  as Sonny and Cher said…..And the beat goes on…

 

 

Weird foods of States…..

I was looking thru some stuff on the internet…and one that caught my eye was  a site called weird meals from different states…  These kind of stood out.

 

Michigan

Weird food: Dessert nachos

At the Detroit Lions' Ford Field in Detroit, fans can sample this curious mashup -- tortilla chips topped not with melted cheese and salsa but with cinnamon, sugar, smoked-chocolate-cherry Nutella sauce, chocolate-covered cherries, sprinkles, and whipped cream.       Now that didn’t sound bad… kind of sweet…

Nevada

Weird food: Belly of the Beast Burger

America has no shortage of excessive burger presentations, but this Las Vegas monstrosity has them all beat. It's two patties of two pounds each, topped with cheddar and jack cheese, pork belly, tater tots, tomatoes, jalapenos, barbecue sauce, and ranch dressing, all sandwiched inside an entire French-bread boule. The whole thing weighs 10 pounds. Can we get a wheelbarrow full of fries with that?  This one sounds like a heart attack looking for a place to happen…

New Mexico

> Weird food: Green chile sundae

Caliche's in Las Cruces is known for its frozen custard, but it doesn't just top the various flavors with the usual sweet sauces, sprinkles, and the like. The specialty it calls the New Mexican is a big dish of frozen vanilla custard crowned with chopped green chiles and sprinkled with salted pecans.   Now this one sounded like when I was pregnant in 1960, when I ate Mexican food, and had salsa on vanilla ice cream.   lol

North Carolina

> Weird food: Livermush

It's liver, all right, of the pork variety, mushed together with morsels of pig's head meat and cornmeal, formed into rectangles, and fried into something that has been described as looking like burnt Pop-Tarts.    NO NO NO.. never ever liver..  pop tart liver.. ugh

Oregon

 Weird food: Pacific lamprey

Lamprey are long, eel-like fish with sucker-like mouths and no scales, long an important food source for Indian tribes in the Columbia River Basin, prized for their rich, fatty meat. You won't find them in Portland's trendy restaurants, though; while not (yet) on the endangered list, they are considered a species of concern.    I’ll pass… 

Pennsylvania

 Weird food: Scrapple

Known in Pennsylvania Dutch as Pannhaas ("pan rabbit"), scrapple is a mush of cornmeal and wheat flour (sometimes with buckwheat flour added) and a whole array of pork scraps, including head, heart, and liver. Ohio's goetta and North Carolina's livermush (see above) are not dissimilar.   There goes that nasty word again…liver.

Rhode Island

> Weird food: Pizza strips

If you like leftover cold pizza for breakfast, you'll like these. Pizza strips are basically thickish pizza dough, almost like a focaccia, formed into a rectangle, covered with tomato sauce (no cheese), and baked. Then it's cut into strips and eaten at room temperature, to the delight of many Rhode Islanders.   Sorry, but in all my time in R.I. never heard of this one, if I am going to have pizza, I want MEAT!!

Tennessee

> Weird food: The Fat Elvis

The late great Presley is honored (dissed?) all over America with renditions of his purported favorite sandwich -- lots of peanut butter and mashed bananas on white bread, sometimes dubbed the Fat Elvis. (Some versions add bacon.) Tennessee, the home of Elvis's famed mansion Graceland, has a particular claim on it, though, and it is widely sold in the neighborhood.   This one I put up because of the FAT ELVIS part.  I knew he loved peanut butter and banana sandwiches..

Virginia

> Weird food: Cownose ray

This plump, thick-snouted stingray was once accused of destroying the oyster population in Chesapeake Bay, though it has since been acquitted of the crime. Its wings, however, are almost as much of a delicacy as those bivalves. They've been cut into rounds and substituted for scallops, but it can also be made into kabobs or fajitas, among other things.  Now this one upset me.. they use the stingray for substitute of scallops… no that is just wrong on all kinds of levels..

West Virginia

> Weird food: Fried squirrel

Hunters used to bring home squirrels for dinner when they couldn't catch anything better, and in fact, the meat is said to be quite good -- sweet and nutty, like a cross between rabbit and (what else?) chicken. It's still appreciated in West Virginia, which hosts an annual Squirrel Fest, and where frying is a preferred method of preparation.  The picture was enough to make me pass.. right out of the building..

For those who have internet, you can look up your state, if it isn’t here…

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/the-strangest-food-from-every-state/ss-BB18Zhaw#image=1

 

Senior Citizen Social Hour continues.....

Senior Citizen Social Hour continues…

 

We are still trying to find out what is wrong with the King’s back.  We are in the …we know what it isn’t..  It is NOT  kidney stones.. it is NOT the kidney itself. It is NOT the pancreas  and it is NOT his prostate…   So our question is.. what the heck is it? 

 

So it is off to different doctors and test… one after the other.. even the Chiropractor. Visiting waiting room all over the town… doing the correct personal spacing. And of course, the mask.

 

Yep, my Aunt Harriet told me there would be days like this… she is the one who came up with the Senior Citizen Social Hour term..  As she and my uncle went to the dentist, eye doctor, bone twister (their term for the chiropractor) and of course the GP of doctors.

 

Ah, our golden years… 

Life now is like a divorce….

Life now is like a divorce….

Not a nasty divorce, but a hurtful one, never the less…

Divorce from our former life.  As we see pictures of our life

“BEFORE”  as we remember our lives ‘BEFORE”

And like a divorce..  you know it will never be the same.

And as you look at the pictures of the freedom of your families

life, the ache of missing it, is still there. 

For me is the pictures taken at a time I called MEET ME AT THE BEACH.

You can see it in my past post in 2015.  The freedom we had. Running on the beach.

Sitting in a round circle at the beach for hours, catching up with each others lives.

I had turn 75. It was a glorious time.  Children, grandchildren. And their spouses and even great grandchildren.  Or the 2010 when I turn 70 and we celebrated in Hawaii.. going to all kinds of places and great restaurants…

I wanted to do it again this year… I turned 80. Pretty special when you consider a lot of people don’t make it to that age.. especially in the good health I am blessed with. My father barely made it past, my mother and brother and several cousins did not..  So a great celebration and see the grandchildren and great-granchildren 5 years older… Also was going to throw in the youngest and oldest child… as they aged to 50 and 60.. it was going to be a great celebration for all..

AND THEN THE VIRUS CAME…… 

My birthday amounted to a few calls of Happy Birthday… The King and I going down to my favorite Mexican Restaurant, telling them, what I wanted for dinner, at the door….and them coming out to give it to me in a bag…  I turn to the car, the King inside…waiting.. and I looked at the bag.. I could have bawled… this is it?  Yep, it is… Put on my happy smile so the King wouldn’t feel bad.. We did the same the day before for his birthday.

Yep, like walking by your ex… and being sad of how things turn out for us all.

The divorce from your former life. Divorce from common sense.. and to some point civility.

Looking at the pictures of what was..  Children being raised in better times. The freedom they had to run over the hill and play in the gravel pit… the freedom to hike in the woods, The grown up and having children of their own.. The freedom to go to dinner anytime or where they wanted to go.. 

Oh the memories of such a life…. And like a divorce, you wonder if you will ever love again… Or will life be memories of life gone by.   

Sandwich Generation to Double Decker Generation

Sandwich Generation to Double Decker Generation 

Nope, not talking about the food supply of noon hour….

Talking about the human race… as it is just as much over seas as it is here in our country. Who the Sandwich Generation is … the ones that is taking care of two generations at the same time.  As we all get married and have lives of our own..  we … at least a good share of us.. end up having children.. So that means you are in charge of the next generation.  Just as your parents were when you were born.

The Sandwich generation has been around for a very long time..  centuries. .. especially over in Asia and Europe.  They have the older generation.. meaning the grandparents live in the same house with them.  And Americans have some families who have done that.

The Sandwich Generation is getting older.. And some times ends up a double layer sandwich. Double Decker, so to speak..  We are living longer.  The grandparents of old were old at 60. And declining in health at that time.   So the parents in the middle.. the Sandwich Generation was running around 30 or so. Raising their children.. some teens and helping out Mom or Dad or both as well.  Now.. the ages have changed.

There are grandparents who are 50 and older … whose life is still in the work force, with some retired.  The added generation that has grown is the Great Grandparents.. They are in their 70’and 80’s. And as they head to their 90’s the care comes from the other two generations..  the double decker sandwich….. being grandparents (children of the GGparents) who are now in their 50’s and 60’s… and added to this as helpers.. is the grandchildren.. of the GGparent.  The other helpers. (those in their high 20’s and early 30’s).  while they are raising their children.. from small to teens. 

The chores amount to making sure the GG’S  get to their dr. appointments, making sure they get to the grocery stores… helping out with yard chores and all the rest of the daily chores of life.  Some are pre-nursing home… but need help with dressing.. maybe setting up meals that are easy for them to heat. 

Some of the Sandwich Generation are not happy with this new line of work.  The ones who are in their 50’s and early 60’s are thinking at the office … as they  dream of vacations, traveling thru the country side.. and other idle thoughts..   to be woken up to the fact that their parents now need their help..  So they rely on their own children to help in the many task. Which I guess can be a learning tool for when they become the care taker of their parents.

So the Double Decker sandwich can be hard to take.. Yet there are others who cherish the task.

 

WAR ZONE FEELINGS...

War Zone feelings….

 As I read, see on the news and of course the fiction pages called Facebook of all the troubles going on thru out our country…. It brings to my mind the feelings of people who lived in the country side of England during late 1930’s and early 1940’s.

As I was working out in the yard yesterday, that feeling came across in my mind. Of what it must have felt like, as we who are no where near the big cities of mass destruction, are similar.

I have a great deal of relatives between Seattle and Portland..  None of them live in those two cities…but do live on the fringes of them.  From 15 to 30 miles of them.

I worry about them, just as the British citizens of the country side worried about their relatives and friends who had to run to bomb shelters during bombing raids. 

While Seattle and Portland are not being bombed, they are being taken over by thugs, under the lies of being called Protestors.   Peaceful protestors, do NOT throw fire bombs at stores.. Peaceful protestors, don’t take over a couple city block and tell police to stay out of their suppose block limits..  And etc.. and etc. 

To have my family living on the edges of these cities.. and possibility having to do business in those cities, thru their jobs and etc.. it worries me a great deal.

I do realize by the way of news media… that an area that looks like it is huge.. miles or what ever, is actually a 3 or 4 block square.. meaning about 20% of what the whole city is.  But still it is troubling to see such criminal actions with no responsible, and even having the mayors make little of it.  If I was a business owner… and my business was burnt out by these criminals, with nothing being done by my tax supporting money.. I sure the heck would take my insurance money and go else where…

In the meantime, I pray for my relatives to be safe..  I pray for yours as well..  /why is it the few can wreck chaos for the many?