Hard to have your mind else where…

Hard to have your mind else where….

In these last days of February, it is hard to have your mind else where…  I think most of the world are thinking of Ukraine.

It is hard for those of common thought, to think of, in the year of 2022 that a country can just walk in with their tanks and guns and shoot. Knocking down buildings in another country that is not their own. To have a tank drive over a car, with no thought to it, with an old man still in it.  

I see where women and children are trying to get across the border, first driving and then when the traffic gets too bad to move, to park their cars along the road and walk with the children for 20 MILES to safety in Poland.  Thankfully Poland is welcoming them there.

Hard to comprehend 400,000 people heading there.   Yet the country of Poland has stations of food, clothing and shoes especially for children.. who have walked their shoes beyond use.

While I don’t want war..  who likes war besides old men who have an ego problem…  where they sit in a golden room while woman and children are getting thrown out of their house… walking miles and even killed.  

Now the Russians are threaten nuclear warfare…  as Putin put it.. beyond anything any of us have seen.    So far the countries are still on stand by… guess waiting to see if the Ukraine government will ask for help.  Right now all they have is the men who are from 16 to 60 commanded to staying in the country to help fight.. Even those who have moved away many years ago..  are heading home to help.

So we watch to see…..  and we ask…how can the United Nations let one country invade another…. over run another?  

 

 

One of these days, I am going to run away….

One of these days, I am going to run away….

How many of us have muttered those words?  

In the 1970’s I was in the kitchen, on my hands and knees with a brush in hand.. scrubbing as hard as I could… and mumbling about how things were  and I WAS GOING TO RUN AWAY….  When I heard a voice behind me…  saying… AND WHERE WOULD YOU GO?...   It was a friend of my husband’s who stopped by. I had not heard him come up the stairs to the porch… and the door was open..   Showing the mere human on her hands and knees, mumbling about life..   We both had a good laugh over it…  

Some times, you just need to say the words.. It is kind of like when you were a kid… and you told your mother, that you were running away.   I did that one time, and my mom said… ok…   I went to the end of the field and stopped..  I wasn’t allow to leave the field. LOL.. And certainly not cross the road.  So I sat down with my legs cross for about an hour, before I went back.  I am sure my mother had a good laugh over it. 

But I think there are days, when you need to just say the words, even if you don’t have far to go…  I am going to run away from this mess…   Just saying the words… sometimes.. is a mood lifter. Letting yourself know.. you could, if you really wanted to.

 

 

 

Things that I shouldn’t do….

Things that I shouldn’t do….

I found out Sunday… do not pop gum in your mouth when you are singing in church…  1. as you pop it in. the song might be in the deep breathe part and you end up gagging on it. … and   2… with dentures, it gets stuck to the roof of your mouth…  And you looks totally demented,  trying to run your tongue over it, to get it to roll over and over so you can manage it, so you can swallow it… AND yes, I swallow gum, have since I figured out that my mother didn’t know what she was talking about….  When she told my brother and I, that if we did swallow the gum, it would stick our belly button up against our back bone..  Lies parents tell their kids.

The other thing I found out is… head banging…. (the thing that the younger crowd does, as they listen to their music while in their cars) ….. is not for the elderly.. At least according to the looks of that crowd when they see us grey/white hairs doing the same.  While head banging to IN THE NAVY… I happen to look at the car next to me.. seeing a younger generation, with a horror look on their faces… and a look of wondering if I was having a seizure…..   I just smiled.. and kept on…. Rocking on, baby.. .     

 

Reading Time magazine… is scary and… yet

Reading Time magazine… is scary and… yet

Last week Time magazine had several good articles.. but some were scary. If you want the full story on this part.. then click on

Metaverse Real Estate: Why Investors Are Buying Virtual Land | Time

 

This is a article about how many people.. rich and not so rich are buying what THEY call real estate… virtual land…   To me this has to be the biggest of all sham.  Kind of where is the pea under the cup type con game.  But people are taking this serious.  Even big names..  like Snoop Dog…even someone paid $450,000 for a piece of land next to Snoop Dog..   Now before you get mixed up  and believe it is easy, if you are over 70… because something called SANDBOX you will see a flat map of a bunch of pixel squares of brand names and etc.. you see those are “land”.  I am not going to try to explain anymore.. because to be honest.. it is over my head…  It seems to me…  people are spending REAL money… like out of the bank to buy   so called land that is in a game of sort…  And people are spending millions.

I am serious…  to me it is a huge financial bubble…. They are spending money on something they can not touch…  who does that?  Well, I guess a lot of fools in my thoughts…  I still can’t get over the thought of a shim sham…  I guess the ones who are making the money… are the ones who bought in early and now can sell, to the fools who are believing…    But you got to forgive me..  I don’t believe in bitcoins or the other one Crypto…. Even the name lends to scam in my mind..   Yes, I know there are a lot of the younger crowd will think I am a foolish old lady…  Well, that might be so..  And I don’t have a lot of money… but what money I have.. I can put in my hand and count.. and go to the store with it… And as long as the US GOVERNMENT is solid enough..  it will always be good.  And the land I own.. I can go out there and run dirt thru my fingers.   These are scary times.

 

The other article that did give me hope was…Is Closing the circle… by Lisa Abend.   Read Closing The Circle Online (scribd.com)    sadly you can’t read the whole thing.. maybe if you click on it or open Time.com  in a week or so, when they let the public read it.. 

This is one of hope.. It is in Finland.   Where they people have decided they CAN DO… Can do  is taking every piece of plastic an make things out of them…  MANY things..  Even in their schools they teach kids who to repurpose items..  everything from a broken chair to Iphone and so much more.   They teach in their school different jobs and how to run a company..  they learn this in their classes..  From their own companies to banking and so much more..  so when these children come out of school they have already used their minds of how to repurpose every thing..  This is so much more than just a simple recycle .. this is taking ANYTHING and repair, to making something else out of it. The teens are proud, it is a matter of badge of honor to have a reconditioned Iphone or Ipad. These have been reconditioned and improved beyond the factory that built it in the first place.  They take each product that they consume in anyway and figure out how to do what they call circular economy.  Bring in more money than they dreamed when they first started this project..    There is a young woman who ended up buying her parents farm to rotate their fields so that they did not become stagnate.   I can remember the Portuguese in R.I. doing that.  They would rotate the fields from potatoes to wheat, to some other grain and two years later back to potatoes.. and the dirt was so rich. 

In the 1970’s I was helping a friend who ran a transfer station. That was where you could go and dump your garbage and they would take the bins to the dump several miles away. While helping him one day… I saw how much good things were being dumped.. We figured out a way to put things to the side so those who had the need but not the money could take it home..   For those of you over the age of 50, you will remember your father taking you to the dump and bring things home that he could use.. some times much to your mothers displeasure.. but to the delight of you kids.   Mine were thrilled when we brought home part of a go cart.. that they worked on.   

But as I was helping him.. I told him it was a shame that the people couldn’t dump the things on a conveyor belt, and have people on each side take things off the belt..   Some taking cloth off and putting it in a box…  another taking glass .. another taking foil, another taking metal .. food scraps and etc.… and then take it to companies that recycled it..  That the business would be a worker’s company. Meaning the profit would be 1/3 for operation funds. And then the rest be divided up among the workers.    That by the time the belt got to the end, there would be little to take to the dump, if anything.  That people could be protected from harm by rubber gloves and aprons..   He thought it was a great idea.. but when I talked to my husband, he thought it was crazy and so did the banker friend I had.. .  said no bank would finance a building and belts..   so that was the end of it..  Well, it looks like Finland is doing a hell of a job of it all..  Which gives me hope…    by the way the kindergarteners who was looking at the broken chair… figure out they could make  a drum out of the seat, and the one boy thought they could make flutes out of the legs… See even 5 years old can envision an idea..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just another day… ????

Just another day… ????  

If you have been reading my blog for many years,  you know how I feel about this day..  It is an over blown day to make men feel guilty.

You know it is up to the man to make this day work well.. HE HAS to get flowers, maybe candy and a card AND tell his love one.. he loves her…  Some even are really held at a ransom of jewelry, use to be mink coats and etc…  ALL OF THIS TO ME IS B.S.

How many women buy for their husbands?  Very, very low average.  Maybe he will get a great home made meal.. rarely more.

If I was a guy, I get a card and one flower… and I would tell her, here is what society wants us to do on this day…. But I got to be honest with you… EVERY day is a love day with you.. Year around… maybe I don’t say often enough.. or even you say it often enough…  but to me… I love you EVERY DAY… and let it go at that..   If she is the woman that she should be..  she should be honored by those words..  and should find her own to tell him.

I think the worse that happens in every day life in a marriage… is taking each other for granted.  It usually take an illness or some kind of scare…  that reminds us just how much we do depend on each other.

The King and I do tell each other that we love the other… often. Especially if we are leaving the house… as we know there is no guarantee that we will be coming home.  Be it to a grocery store or where ever.   We are all just one drunk driver, road rage accident away from losing each other…  So that is what we do.. it is automatic….but not automatically said… We want the other to always remember that our last words to each other, that we love them.

In life itself…. We get so busy with what is going on,… either with the job, or the kids, or if you are taking care of each other’s parents… life gets busy… and we forget ourselves as well as our mate.    And any woman will tell you…. flowers just because.. and not because a business told you … that you should.. on a certain day…Is the best gift of all…. It is the flowers that show up.. just because.. I was thinking of you today..  You might want to think about that..

 

We humans are pretty horrible people.

We humans are pretty horrible people.

I have been watching television… and find out that the humans of today with their shaming and hating…  isn’t too much difference from those of the years past.  

Be it the 1400, 1500 right up to the 1930’s. We all know about the Vikings and their raiding of other countries. Killing raping, stealing… destroying the land around them. And I am sure the Roman’s and etc were just as bad.

Finding out that American’s haven’t been much better is disappoint to say the least.  We all know about the dealing with Blacks and slavery.  The African tribes selling their enemies to the Americans and English.  The disposing of them when the seas got bad.  And worse when they arrived.

The late 1800’s to  1930’s were not any better, with hanging, and killing of families.  And it was not just the Blacks.   It was the American Indians.  We have all read about, saw movies on the killing of American Indians for their land.  Also killing women and children..    And further it worse.. the Canadian and American governments decided to take over their children. House them in “homes’ and schooling them in the white man’s education, religion and forcing them to give up all American Indian ways.  A lot of them were institutionalized  in church buildings.  The horror of priest and nuns, beating and even on occasionally raping the girls AND boys.  These people of God, called those children savages.. and worse. Where is the Christianity of that? These were God’s children..  Surely as they were force to forget their own religion and learn of this NEW GOD…  they had to wonder where that God was for them.

I know there surely were others besides the “white men” who did similar…(think Hitler and the Jews)  but we think of ourselves as Christians… How can destroying another human being… God’s children…. Be Christian?  We, so called great race have nothing to be proud of.

Not all but there sure was and still, a good share of evil out there.

IS IT SPRING YET?

IS IT SPRING YET?

We are getting 40’s this week..  a regular heat wave.  But Iam not getting my hopes up yet.  Anything can happen, after all, this IS IDAHO… and weather wise … anything can happen. 

One time the sun was out while it was lightening  AND SNOWING.  So who knows. 

I know a couple years ago, mid March we had had a week or so of 50’s degrees..  So I whacked my clematis down to 2 feet… It SNOWED 2 days later… a foot..  I just knew I had killed them.. but they did come back .

 

I should have known, as we have a saying around here, we don’t plant tomatoes until the snow is off of Baldy Mountain.. and if we are wise, we don’t plant anything, until then.

How much is enough?

How much is enough

We have the saying of cruel and unusual punishment.  Which came to mind when watching the news about families getting to tell how they felt when a young man who shot and killed one young man as well as wounding others with his shots.. Say nothing of scaring the school students and staff half to death.

I have no problem with these people stepping up the mike and telling their stories.  Especially the family of the dead young man.

But so far there is 5 days of this.. 6 to 8 hours each day. I don’t know how many have and yet to come there are.  They should all be heard.  But my feeling is wondering.. while I believe they should tell the judge, so he understand the intensity of it all..

But my wondering come to the young man who did this.. 5 days so far… what it is doing to him..  I know I know, what he did was despicable…  BUT wasn’t the reason why he did this was because he had been… like so many others.. bullied over and over until he could not take it anymore… 

He surely must be thinking about that.. how he felt so low from the bullying. That he fought back in the worse way… and how low of a human these bullies made him feel…. Is he thinking as he listens to the adults stories, one after another .. like water dripping …. Slowly on the forehead.. isn’t this another type of the same?  Is he thinking… what does it matter.. I was bullied and told I was no body.. no one worth anything.. and now 4 days of the same type of attitude?  The adults telling the same.

When it is a young adult, who finally breaks and who comes out blasting literally…… maybe the stories should be to the judge only? After all the judge needs to know what damage he did to these people… But how much should this young man be subject to? Is this cruel and unusual punishment..    As I watch the lack of emotion of this young man….  I had to wonder. Maybe he is feeling bullied all over again?