Tuesday’s after thought…

Tuesday’s after thought….

Catching up on chores.. as we both have been on the run with helping others or with me taking a day with my daughter..  time always well spent…   the house chores pay the price..

 So this Tuesday, is catch up day…

For me it is laundry and vacuuming..  straighten up things.

Paying bills, getting letters done.. yes I still do a few.

Seems like I don’t do much, but it takes a lot of time to do those nothings..  lol..

And for the King it is yard work..  Got the lawn mow ready for another summer of mowing..   Also thatched our yard and the neighbors.  Friends stop over and chit chat…  back to the yard.. and then nap time.. with dead man channel in the back ground …  of Gunsmoke.  

MONDAY MORNING COMING DOWN

MONDAY MORNING COMING DOWN….

Today’s is going to be mostly pictures.. 

See yesterday,  I spent the day with my youngest one..

It was her birthday on Saturday and she said what she wanted was time..   time with me…  So that is what we did..

We went for lunch and then we went and got our toenails done.   So this is what you see, when you see feet. …

Then when we got back after we were talking and as she got ready to leave.. she looked at us side by side.. and laugh and took a picture of the King and I..  unbeknownst to the other.. we had dress in the same colors..

 

 

And the last is the bosses of the house.. they are actually starting to get use to each other and getting more tolerant of each other.. although I suspect the KIT KAT still bosses her around.. by the way she acts around him..  

 

So that is our Monday of yesterday..   small pleasures are the best..  the pictures of the two of us.. are my daughter record of our day.    Enjoy the week..  remember it is the small things in life that are the largest. 

Stepping up to the plate….

Stepping up to the plate….

Some times in life something comes up, that is totally not expected.. Not for you, but for a friend..  A friend in need.

Moving you to a place that is not comfortable..  and as you get older, you get to a rut that is comfortable…  But life deals you a card… and you step up and accept the challenge of, “can I do this?”.  Not only accepting the challenge but to do it right.. and you aren’t sure how to do it right.. but you try your best. 

A long time friend of the King, has some health issues. We knew about one, but he seemed ok.. But the King would call just to check on him..  He talked to him once or twice and then he didn’t answer the phone..  So the King went to his house.. His truck was gone.. which was reassuring.. Thinking he was out taking care of business of life. 

But a week and half later, he found out he was in a hospital about 45 miles from us.. After going there, found out he had been at the local hospital and then transferred to the other one.  It is by a mere miracle that he had answered his cell phone which was still working AND he answered. And then there was the shock of the answer when the King asked where was he, as it did not sound like his house.  He had trouble talking so he handed the phone to the nurse. We have no clue why he did not let us know.. After all, when he had fallen in a parking lot almost 2 weeks before, he had the police call the King… and yes we went right away.  The EMT’s released him to us.. and the King drove his truck and him to his house… as that is what he wanted. He seem to be ok.. other than the small bump on his head.  But he was talking and making sense and was quite strong in his desire to go home.  So why didn’t he tell the hospital to call us..  we don’t know.  Maybe didn’t want to bother us? As he is that kind of a guy… But the bottom line, we came.. we met with the Dr. and talked with both of them… and found out how bad it was.  

There were a lot of thing that had to be done..  Needed a health poa..  the King said, yes, he would do that for him. Then there was the DNR paper, and we all talked thru that.. and he made a decision.  He also needed to do a will.  I have looked at several choice..  so still working on that one.

The King went to his house and secured everything.  Putting things away… locking them behind closed doors..  and empting the refrigerator of spoiled food..  Getting his paper work so he could make decisions and take care of business..   getting his mail.. helping him take care of that. 

ALWAYS reassuring him that he is in charge.  That ALL decisions are HIS.. we are just the vessel to make sure each thing he can’t do, we will get done for him.  Lots of decisions.. not easy ones for him..  But he is in charge. 

Like I said.. this is a little out of our comfort zone.  We have over the years of letting the kids go, and do their own thing.. that we know to stay out of others business..  Or as I some times say..  NOT MY RODEO AND NOT MY HORSE TO RIDE.. and now I have added..  AND I AM TOO OLD TO RIDE THE HORSES..  lol..  

But we are determine to make him understand, it is all his decisions..   Hoping we do it right. And if we get over our head..  we will find him help better than us.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am juggling as fast as I can…

I am juggling as fast as I can…

It is hell to get old..  Things seem like they come faster.  Get thru one thing and two more come up.. and when you get older .. you wonder if you can do all this multi-tasking you use to handle with easy

And you wonder if your brain can keep up.  That is one of the reasons we do things slower to make sure we did it right. Goes with the, one day at a time, dear Jesus.

It might be a little different now that I have gotten the “I don’t care” attitude..   the “not my rodeo and I am too old to ride the horses anymore.”.   And I hate drama, so I refuse to get involved in others problems.. I might sympathize with them, but I sure don’t want to join it.

So as I go thru each day..  I juggle the items that come in our lives..  taking care of what is mine to deal with.. and letting the rest go… 

 

 

AND JUST LIKE THAT… I WAS GONE….

AND JUST LIKE THAT… I WAS GONE….

I was sitting at my computer when across came a message from a friend.. Seems that Facebook had locked her out.

They told her to be able to unlock her page, she needed a email that was not associated with her account..  So she put in mine .. for them to email me, with a code number so she could get it unlocked.. So the email came in.. and there it was.. so I copy pasted it on message for her…  She set me a heart of thanks..   and 5 minutes later.. I WAS LOCKED.

After 3 hours of trying to go thru what they wanted and then doing the chat… I was experated and tired.. gave up.

Because they said they wanted a gov. photo id of me to prove it was me..  In desperation with the chat person.. I told her how do I KNOW she was who she said she was. And I think it is illegal to ask for the items she wanted. Drivers license with photo… passport and several other types of personal items..  all of which I said a resounding NO… was not putting that online..   for ANYONE..  So the circle went around and round..  saw where they said instead of it … they would accept a billing with address and another type of thing like that..  So I sent two things.. they came right back and said they were not acceptable.  

I GAVE UP…   I wrote back, that the site said it was.. and I was at the point where of the mind set, that I had done without Facebook for 70 years..  and the few that I had left.. I could do it again..  Never heard from them again.

A friend told me how I could get around the point of doing another page..   as every time I tried.. they would put up the YOUR ACCOUNT IS LOCKED..   so what he told me, worked.. and so I am back on Facebook..   A smart, more humble person..  got my family contacts back.. and my close friends.. the rest.. oh well..  it is what it is..  but it was hard to take..  to one minute it was there and then the next it was ALL GONE.. the pictures, the contacts..  and etc.. 

by the way.. you might wonder if I am upset with my friend.. Absolutely not...  it could happen to anyone..  Facebook can be replaced...  good friends are hard to find.

Lessons are harder to learn when you are elderly.. lol..

 

 

 

 

 

So this is what 83 looks like..

So this is what 83 looks like.. 

When I was young.. I could not imagine a 83 year old person, never mind me being 83..

Then as a adult, I got to know a few who made it to their 80’s.. mostly family.. My father’s side..  My mother’s never made it..  the oldest was 75.

Then later in life I went to work in a nursing home. And there were quite a few in their 80, but also 90’s and even several who made it to 100..    At one time we had 4 who made it to 100.(one made it to 102). 3 women and one man.. 2 of the women where long time teachers..  Which I figured being in a classroom with 20 plus kids 5 times a week would be enough to shorten their lives.. but maybe it made them stronger. 

As I said my father’s side had quite a few in the 80’s .. all of his siblings made it to the 80’s.  in fact it was kind of in line.. 80, 81 and 82 were the men of the family.. so when my aunt was lining up for 83, she was getting nerves, but she made it to 88 and almost 89. 

I have found that entering the 80’s has brought on aches and bumps..  achy bones, achy muscles.. and a slow down of stride.   I think that one is the one that bothered me the most.   I have always been a fast walker..  I loved walking every since I was a kid..  I lived on a large island.. but I did walk a great deal of the one end of it.  To high school over 2 miles away.. it was faster than taking the bus.. which went all over the county before getting to the high school.. I could be home in 20 minutes walking. I just enjoyed walking.  Even in my 70’s I could out walk the King in the store.. some times I would walk up and down the aisle and grab things we were buying while he walked with the cart.. at the ends of the aisle.  Even had a new granddaughter tell my grandson that she didn’t want to go shopping with me anymore because I walked too fast. (She was 19 and I was 76)  Sadly that is no longer true.  I can start out on a good day.. fast, but like a quarter horse I slow down shortly after.  Now I have taken on a bad day, of walking with the cart.  Knowing I am going to go shopping at Costco (a very large warehouse store) I will take some aspirin and maybe put some pain patches on, so I can make it thru the store.  My bones seem to stand up pretty good. But the muscles in my legs complain to me loudly and often.

So this is what 83 looks like for me..  I see some who are in the 90’s going better than I.. but I am grateful that God still has me upright and above the ground..  better than the other choices.

 

MONDAY MONDAY…

MONDAY   MONDAY…

Monday Monday..  rainy Monday…  at least yesterday and Saturday were sunny and warm..

We went to our daughter’s on Saturday… they did the eggs dying.. and Ken joined.. I came later.. and we hid the plastic eggs for the kids.. and then we had a bar-b-que. 

The kids did fantastic on the eggs.. I was there for the end of the egg dying.. and some of the color the kids were doing by putting them in all kinds of colors, some looking like dirt brown and blackish.. turn out to be amazing dark blue with a marble look to them..  for 7 year olds they did awesome and even out doing the adults..

Then on Easter itself.. the King and I had a laid back day.. well, kind of.. as the warmth of the day, brought out the yard doings… we decided to clean out the green house that became a catch all last Fall when we were putting things away.. some of it was orderly (not much) and a lot of it was a mess.. So we threw away some things..  got out the seeds and came up to the deck and sorted them out..  Some were over 18 years old..   I took about 4 packages of beets that were old.. and put them in a tray..  those that spout get to go in the ground.. those that don’t make it..  well, they will be gone..  The King soaked some fava bean seeds and then he put them in pots..  and left them outside in the rain.. the best watering ever..

Today we are going to see what it cost to replace our own installation of our shower almost 20 years ago..   It will be a decision of .. can we afford a replacement.. or do we do a repair of the old one.. Will let you know tomorrow.. how high it will be..   Guess quite high, as they gave us a $500 coupon at the Home and Garden show..  so if they are going to forgive $500.. then the price might a little stiff for us..  They promised they would give us an estimate with no obligation… and hold that price until December..  As we have two other projects we have to address first.

Well, will see..  

 

 

Try a little kindness

I would walk down the hall, when the higher ups would pass me.. and say... with a big smile..GOOD MORNING. at first they would have a surprise look but about 3 times later, they too started to smile and say it to me.. ever drop makes a difference

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY LOVE… 

 

Yep, to day is the KING’S birthday… 

We don’t know what we will do to celebrate..  even though we are of the age that only years ending with 0 or 5’s is worth the big time celebration..   he has 4 more years before he get to do the 75..

He will start out his day, the usual way… down to the local hangout.. called the HOOT OWL.. at before dawn... any one who has been here, knows it the best of food in the old fashion way of Mom and Pops type of restaurant.  He goes down and has breakfast or just coffee with all of his cronies.. 

 And he will end the day with a great dinner..  only trouble because his birthday is on a Tuesday, it will be a little harder.. as a lot of them are closed on Monday and Tuesday..   We usually do dinner on his birthday and breakfast on mine.. which is the next day..  

In between, who knows..  maybe he will go make the rounds of his buddies..  or maybe we will do a day road trip. It will be his choice…

 

SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY LOVE…

 

All of you who know his phone number can call him.. 

 

 

GUNS…and truth (imho)

GUNS…and truth (imho)

I told my brother in law…who was a Vietnam vet…  years ago... (he was an NRA member) that some day... some day.. the whacko's were going to cause the good people to HAVE to give up their guns... He started to interrupt... I said. no.. no.. NRA.. will not recognize in anyway.. that there is a problem.. they are so gunho of making sure they have guns right, they are not trying to work on a solution to stop the mentally ill from getting guns.. I get the German connection of how the country took the guns away and ran over the top of the citizens.. I get that.. but there has to be a way, that the government AND THE NRA can figure out.. how to get guns out of the hands of those who kill.. mass killings.. (this was the time of the Co. school shooting) otherwise... the only ones who will have guns will be the criminals.. as they will never comply with the laws.. but at least we can make it harder for those who should not have guns.. AND the NRA.. has to get on board to come up with ideas.. or we all lose..

 

AND  HERE WE ARE. 24 years later from Columbine shooting next month.. . 24 years… and how many more mass shootings in just school alone.. not even going for the Nevada country western shoot and all the rest..  just schools…  elementary to college… how many?

Not even counting how many at each one of them died..  or the ones who carry the emotions of that day.. who survived physically.. but not mentally..  There are a few who survived, that  go around and talk to people and classes.. some of the parents who lost theirs.. go around and talk..  

But that is all we get is talk.. Or the phase that is wearing on all of us..

WE ARE SENDING OUR THOUGHTS AND  PRAYERS… being said by the rules and policy writers called congress and state representatives..    I think we can all agree.. that THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS aren’t doing a damn thing..

 

While the guns is one of the main ingredient of these mass shootings… the other main ingredients is…  people..  mentally deranged .  is a common point….

We need to get SERIOUS… about these people who have decided they could not take it anymore..  Either bullying..  or worse. Or even for the glory… they think of it…   And we have to find out what is in their lives to lead up to this way of settling things with others?   Why innocent little children.. who probably didn’t even know the person.  Like in the Sand Hook case and the Tennessee case.. Sadly some of these answers went with the shooter who also died.  WE NEED THOSE ANSWERS!!!

AND WE ARE OVER DUE THE ASKING…

Did video games that started in the 1990’s have any play.. after all the young mostly male minds were playing those games where it was a game to kill… Kill police, beat women.. guns and fast cars..  things that pump up young males.. from the age of 11 to 35… Any one who has read . Abby has seen the letters from the parents..  even on Dr. Phil program.. where their son’s and adult son’s are playing those games for anywhere from 8 to 24 hours.. at a time..  never coming out of their rooms .. only for food and bathroom breaks.. DAY AFTER DAY   … WEEK AFTER WEEKS..  how can the human mind take that kind of brainwashing.. without .. some day.. coming out of that room and make it real?   

I am sorry gamers.. if I stepped on your toes..   now you know how serious law bidding gun owners feel.

 

Those who are over the age of 50… 95% of them. Know that the Indians on the screen did not die..  They know that Tom did not torture Jerry…  they knew and know the difference between cartoons and real life..  Those who went to school in the west or other states that have hunting.. it was common for a gun to be seen in the back window of the pickup.. as the owner either went hunting before school or went after school..   THEY NEVER USE THAT GUN in the school. 

They respected that gun.. and its use.. their PARENTS taught them that.. 

AMERICA..  WE HAVE A PROBLEM..  and that problem could be YOU…  Do you really want to take all the guns away from the law bidding citizens?  Do really live in a world where you think the criminals are going to give up theirs?   Are you going to feel safe in your home.. knowing all the law abiding people don’t have guns.. Well, the criminals are sure hoping you do.. because that makes you an easier target.. and some day..  that could be life..  BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR…