tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112843532024-03-19T00:30:31.979-07:00From a simple mindI am just an old gal, with some time on her hands, and loose thoughts from time to time... Wife, mother of 8, grandmother of 20 and great-grandmother of 34Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.comBlogger3795125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-56964111204532794892024-03-19T00:30:00.000-07:002024-03-19T00:30:00.255-07:00Trying to pull up my big girl pants…<p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Trying
to pull up my big girl pants…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Ok, so as
you saw I am going in for a MRI on Friday..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Being I have never had one..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">never seen the machine..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I
googled it.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">As they asked about
claustrophobic.)</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">looked at the machine..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">it didn’t look like it was small..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">but one thing that did worry me.. as .. they
stick you in head first..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">and no opening
on the head side.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">As I thought if my
head it stuck out on one end.. I would be ok with that..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">just don’t like anything over my head …
thinking to myself..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">well, that won’t be
too bad..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">but wait a minute..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">there is no opening..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Was talking
to one of my son’s.. he says..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>NO
PROBLEM, MOM..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I FELL ASLEEP IN
IT..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So I thought.. ok.. BUT THEN… I ask
two friends and yes they both are female.. and the look of horror on their
faces..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>OH, NO.. DID THAT.. NEVER
AGAIN..NOT UNLESS THEY CAN KNOCK ME OUT!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Well, this isn’t looking so good..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>One of them did mention.. “you need to talk to your doctor.. get a pill
to take before you go.. it calms you down.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Now I am not much for pills..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
barely remember my vits.. each morning…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I put off aspirins in hopes it will go away on it’s own..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>but maybe this would be a good idea..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>only one pill..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>See I take things internally..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>meaning my blood pressure hits sky high.. and
I think I am handling things just fine.. Last time was when they took some bone
marrow to see about my platelets.. at a CANCER UNIT…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I thought I was just fine with doing it.. but
when they took my blood pressure it was 201 over 180..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I normally run 130 over 78…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She had me think happy thoughts (walking the
beach and etc) and it went down to 160 over 88…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>So I called and got the pill..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
am ready to go with this..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I want to
know what is going on with my bones.. that over rules.. being nervous wreck..
and backing out..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">So Friday…
I will pull up my big girl pants… with the help of the pill..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and get it done..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is hell to get old.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I told a friend..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>why now?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I have gone almost 84years.. no prescriptions. No health issues..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>good legs and love to walk.. (not now)..
couldn’t God just wait on this..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>just
wait until he takes me home.. I have a lot of places to go yet.. and want to
walk it.. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-26068271659090684112024-03-18T00:30:00.000-07:002024-03-18T00:30:00.135-07:00 Well, that is a revolting development….<p> <span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 21.3333px;">Well, that is a revolting development….</span></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I went to
the dr. and I got my xrays…</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">And that
didn’t quite turn out like I thought.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Well, actually..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I didn’t know
how it would turn out..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I wanted the
xrays for answers..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">and I sure got
that.. Not quite what I thought it would be.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">She wanted to have a MRI…but the insurance company has to approved it
and they have to see xrays to see if it really is needed. Well, they must have
seen enough.. as I got in for a MRI on Friday the 22</span><sup style="font-family: Arial;">nd</sup><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Now I have never ever had a MRI..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Have heard other talk about having them.. but
not about the procedure itself.. Only seen on dr. shows on tv.. kind of how it
goes.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Now I have a better idea of it..
but still unsure.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">As I got the call to
come in and a little run down of what it is like and what to do before..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Like NO rings or any other jewelry.. Nothing
on or in the body that is metal. </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">AND IT
LAST AN HOUR to maybe an hour and half.!!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">This is not
good.. I am not good in close in places..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Don’t know how bad it can get, as I make a chose not to be in close in
spaces.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Worse one was in a underground
fort in </span><st1:place style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;" w:st="on"><st1:state w:st="on">Oregon</st1:state></st1:place><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">,
that they have tours thru.. I was doing pretty good until they said.. Here we
have a door way, and if anyone has trouble with low ceilings.. this might be a
good place to leave the tour.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I didn’t
know I had issues so I went ahead with the King..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">after all he is taller than me..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Well, I am hear to tell you after the next
turn..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">and too late to reverse… the ceil
was lower.. I had a good foot.. should have not been bad.. it could even be a
foot and half as the Ken is 6 feet and he seemed to be ok.. Found out later, he
wished he had left too.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So this
ought to be good … not…</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">asked if I could
close my eyes.. she said yes, and they can put a washcloth over my eyes if that
would help..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I said.. OH YES..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">lol..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Anyway..
what they suspect and want better pictures of is.. degenerate bone/ arthritics..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had them do my back, as well as my hip…,
and they found something wrong at my 12 level in my spine?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 21.3333px;"></span><p></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-18390465030803115922024-03-12T00:30:00.000-07:002024-03-12T00:30:00.250-07:00Not as young as I thought I was…<p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Not
as young as I thought I was…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">My body is
revolting against me.. Now I know I can not lift as much as I use to be
able..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">(use to walk off with a 55# bale
of hay with ease.. or a 70# bag of feed from the back porch) I understand those
days are long gone..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I also know of
late, I can’t lift much of anything over 20#.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I get it.. at 83 that is bound to happen.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">And with
the way my legs have been acting for about 3 years now.. I can’t walk as much
as I use to..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I could walk up to 2 miles
without any problem and that was up<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>until about 3 years ago.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I still
walk fast… .on a good day… just not as long.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>And now I have to have the cart many times.. if I go thru Walmart. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If I go to Costco..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I need to take aspirin and rub my legs with
EMU cream..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to make it thru the store.. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Then in
November.. my hip bone for some reason decided to give me problems..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It isn’t broke, but it sure is bent.. Enough
that I decided to get it x ray’d.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>BUT my
insurance co.. has to have a referral… to get a referral you have to go see
your doctor..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>well, I called about
January 4<sup>th</sup>.. and the earliest I could get is March 13<sup>th</sup>..
Yes.. tomorrow..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>AND I am so ready…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hopefully they figure out what is going on..
I know it is not broke.. but is it cracked?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Does it have a spur?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What the
hell??<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hoping it isn’t surgery..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have two counts against that..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>one is I would not want to spend so much
money on this 83 year old body.. to have it kick the bucket a week later…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>leaving the King with a hospital bill..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The other is the platelets problem I found
out I had 18 years ago.. And the blood dr. said that if I have to have surgery
ever..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I need to have a dr. conference
about the platelet problem, as bleeding out is a possibility.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Isn’t that a lovely thought.. hopefully
medicine has come a way since the 18 years. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Then I woke
up the other morning with my right muscle in my arm aching..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>took me a while to figure out why that was..
I was helping out with some house work the other day at the granddaughter’s
house.. and I was using a broom to bring stuff out from under the couch..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was quite a bit and some of it was hard
so I had to really pull to get it out..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>So that explains that..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>but still
want to know what is going on with the hip, as it was Nov. when it happen.. and
it isn’t getting any better, if anything it is worse as it happens every
day..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in the beginning it was once a day
or two.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Hell to get
old..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lol..<o:p></o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-86721079438322370372024-03-11T00:30:00.000-07:002024-03-11T00:30:00.245-07:00Well, this is the pits…. <p><span style="background: silver; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt; mso-highlight: silver;"><span style="color: red;">Well, this is the pits….</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Last week
was hell on wheels..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt; mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Mentally as well
as physically..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Started off
with Microsoft doing what they have been saying they were going to do..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt; mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Change from hotmail to outlook….</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt; mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I have had hotmail for about 15 years or so..
It is my general email. I have two others..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt; mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">one is my server which isn’t used much.. and the other is a gmail which
is my personal one.. I have had that about 10 years.. As my grandson had made
me do it.. lol..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Well on
Thursday, I believe it all came to a screeching halt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was caught off guard as it has been telling
me since the first of the year…COMING SOON.. changes to Microsoft ..stopping
hotmail and going to just outlook.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Out
look they have had for quite some time. But I am a creature of habit.. and it
made no difference which one was used.. I got my hotmail.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But with out a date of when this would all
happen..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I just plowed on..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I did make a copy of my sign on for gmail..
and put it in a folder.. And I knew my provider one..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But the King’s gmail.. I had not got around
to copying.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And I went to the site and
it would not let me sign in as they said it was the wrong password.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, I knew dang well. It was the correct
one.. as I have a book with all my password in it.. so knew it was right..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then I decide to go to Facebook.. it would
not open.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Told me that my password was
not correct. Once again.. I knew it was correct.. and I knew<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>it was really really hard for someone to
figure it out.. As it has about 15 letters and numbers and symbols and etc.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I finally after 2 hours of trying to figure
out how to get out of this mess..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
walked away. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">When it
starts to frustrate me.. I walk away..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>and remember the words my son, the computer guy.. said to me many years
ago..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>MOM, IT IS JUST A TOY..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he told me that in the late 1990’s and at
that time it was true..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and still kind
of ..yet. but we now keep in contact with our friends and family… by computer..
be it Facebook. Or Messenger or emails..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>So it is harder to take that advice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>But knowing if I kept it up.. my frustrating would get worse and there
would be mistakes.. So walked I did..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He had called that afternoon, and I was complaining and he said.. what
does this have to do with Facebook.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
said I thought because of one of the gmails is attached to the Facebook
account..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He said it shouldn’t matter.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">But long story
short.. it didn’t and the reason why I could not get into my Facebook was
FACEBOOK WAS DOWN.. NO ONE..across the nation could.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So by the
time I settled down the NEXT DAY..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had
no problem getting into my Facebook.. it came up with my account with no
problems..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So then it
was the emails to figure out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I found out
that … the King’s gmail.. I had some where in my sanity.. gave my gmail for the
kick back incase of trouble with his.. SO while it would not accept my
password, it would go to<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“forgot your
password?” section..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And it would sent
to MY gmail.. the way to redo the password.. which was kind of funny.. no so
much humor.. but..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I put in the password
I had in my book..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and guess what it
said..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>do not use old password…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>now how the hell did it know it was my OLD
password.. yet would not accept it?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So
I figured out a new one.. yes, I put it in the book… and so far so good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The HOTMAIL/OUTLOOK<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>email.. well, that got to be mostly junkmail
anyway..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I took what ever was important
off of that one in January and gave them my gmail.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So if I never see the Microsoft one again.. I
don’t care. And all those junkmails are going to never never land. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I did try
to get ahold of Microsoft and tell them how I felt… BUT when I hit send.. it
told me it was a…. no reply address… which was not in the return address.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I tried the .com but that went off to some
other stuff.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So gave up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Good bye Microsoft.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The hard part was .. I had used outlook.com
for the combo for all my emails.. but I can’t use it.. as gmail.has blocked
them when I tried to sign them back up.. why it was erased in the transfer is
beyond me.. after all the combo was listed as… you got it.. OUTLOOK.COM. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Any way.. I
am like a bad steak.. I AM DONE. I AM OVER DONE.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">By the
way.. did I ever tell you .. I HATE COMPUTERS..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>the necessary evil.?? <o:p></o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-81034549706263320842024-03-05T00:30:00.000-08:002024-03-05T00:30:00.134-08:00Not giving up yet...<p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">NOT GIVING UP YET.....</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Wow..
it is not 18.. it is 19…<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Yesterday,
I was looking at my blog, and saw I started in 2005!! Not 06..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So tomorrow is the start of my 20<sup>th</sup>
year..<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So as I was
thinking .. as I do at this time of the year.. do I keep going .... is there
enough people who still want to read what this simple mind writes…</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">and then it dawn on me.. 19 years done..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">wow..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">(that is a lot of BS.. lol)</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">and
can I do one more year and end it on a even year. A milestone so to speak..
after all 20 years..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Then I
thought sure I can..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>just write 3 or 4
paragraphs twice a week… as I have done for the past several years..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After all I am no quitter. AND it is
election year..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and my soap box may be a
little wobbly.. but it is still strong enough to hold the weight of my thoughts
and words of wisdom…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lol… Don’t know
about the wisdom. But this year..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>it is
going to be either … for me.. a hell of a ride… or I will get sooooo
disgusted.. I just won’t care anymore..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">The country
needs Niki to stay in the race for a while longer.. so the mouth of the east,
doesn’t get a free ride..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She needs to
stay to show… 1. a woman can stand up to corruption.. 2. there is someone who
really cares..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>even if her way isn’t the
one we really were hoping for.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My self I
like the gal of <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:state w:st="on">Texas</st1:state></st1:place>..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gov. Richard.. now she was a character and
some one to pay attention to.. but we don’t have those kind of women anymore. I
don’t remember what party she belonged to, but I really don’t pay any attention
to parties anyway. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Anyway.. as
you can see.. I am sticking it out.. so unless God comes up with a better
plan.. I am in for the ride..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">HANG ON TO
YOUR HATS… LADIES AND GENTS.. this could be a hell of a ride.</span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-82974625614242875042024-03-04T00:30:00.000-08:002024-03-04T00:30:00.137-08:00Still coming in with a roar … <p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Still
coming in with a roar …</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">We have had
some pretty mild weather for over a month..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">More rain
than snow.. temps about 10 degrees warmer. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">But as we
headed in to March.. it is living up to its saying, of coming in like an lion
and out like a lamb… but with this
year.. who knows.. March just might be a
lion all the way thru April. Anything is possible this year… that is for sure. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">And to be
honest with you.. I am hoping that Spring holds off for a couple more weeks as
it is. When I walk around the yard with the GGboy.. all I see is a hell of a
lot of work..<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">Still
hoping for a couple more feet of snow…at least if not more for the mountain. We
need it for ground water for July</span>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-46448448974233254372024-02-27T00:30:00.000-08:002024-02-27T00:30:00.134-08:00Do you remember??? And I wonder.<p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Do
you remember??? And I wonder.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">As I was
looking over the blog pages of 18 years ago,</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">I came
across this one …<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>do you remember? It
was in the news ..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>everyone had an
opinion.. most was let Terri go. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">As I
remember that story of 18 years ago…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
wonder how the story would have panned out today.. With the state congress’s
making up the rules of lives.. women’s in particular..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Their take on how the human life should
begin.. when will they decided to when it ends… as in this story. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">It is just
a matter of time..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After all they
reverse .Roe and Wade..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and now working
on starting with life at the sperm.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Will the
health care owners get lawyers to prolong life to<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">line their
pockets more?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Who knows..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>20 years ago we didn’t think we would be here
on Roe and Wade.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">this story seems sooooo far in the past and yet.. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #993333; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 2.4pt; text-transform: uppercase;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>MARCH
31, 2005</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<h3 style="background: white; line-height: 16.8pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.0pt;"><a name="111228913458476135"></a><span style="color: #1a0909; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16.0pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><a href="https://wordtosser.blogspot.com/2005/03/somewhere-over-rainbow.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">Somewhere Over the Rainbow......</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></h3>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 19.2pt;"><span style="color: #1a0909; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Some where over the Rainbow, Way up high,<br />
There's a land that I heard ofOnce in a lullaby<br />
If happy little bluebirds flyBeyond the rainbow.<br />
Why, oh why can't I?<br />
<br />
That is the first line and last line of<br />
Somewhere over the Rainbow...<br />
<br />
Today, it finally ends. And hopefully the media<br />
will take their 3 ring circus some where else and<br />
let the people at the <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Hospice</st1:placename>
<st1:placetype w:st="on">Center</st1:placetype></st1:place> have peace<br />
and quiet, they deserved.<br />
<br />
For Terri, it has ended. To be trapped inside<br />
a body for 15 years. Now she is free. Only one<br />
can make decisions for her. And I trust him<br />
more than any earth bound person. He will<br />
have her whole and happy....<br />
And the other people left behind? He will<br />
take care of you all too... He will judge, not I.<br />
<br />
So Terri, I hear, SOME WHERE OVER THE RAINBOW...<br />
<br />
For those who don't remember<br />
the words...here they are...<br />
at this site.<br />
Good bye Terri, God Bless<br />
<a href="http://www.reelclassics.com/Musicals/Wizoz/rainbow-lyrics.htm"><span style="color: #091a13;">http://www.reelclassics.com/Musicals/Wizoz/rainbow-lyrics.htm</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-72461298234285667102024-02-26T00:30:00.000-08:002024-02-26T00:30:00.128-08:00Heading out of February…..<p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Heading out of February…..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 175.8pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Just 3 more days. Adding in the leap year day of the 29</span><sup style="font-family: Arial;">th</sup><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">We head into March.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">March the month that comes in as a lion and
out like a lamb…</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Which I don’t know if
it will be like that..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">as the weather
has not been lion like for over a month… Even yesterday and today.. we have had
winter storm warnings of MAYBE snow and winds 25 to 50 mph. and so far it has
been a no show of just rain only.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 175.8pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">And then there is the every year sessions of thought..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">with March 5</span><sup style="font-family: Arial;">th</sup><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> coming up… what do
I do..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I have wanted to make it a 20
year thing.. but I am only celebrating 18 years this year.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Do I have it in me to do 2 more years… Hell,
will I still be around in 2 more years.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Last week I
started with thoughts of ending it as I was having trouble coming up with
something to say..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>after all there has
been how many post.. well over 3,500… <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Started out
with every day.. 7 days a week.. then shorten it up to 5 and then now 2…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Some days I have a lot to say, especially
when I find my soapbox…. Other days it is a struggle.. and it was a struggle
day that I thought of writing… AND SO SHE WALKS AWAY..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>had a few lines.. but didn’t write them
down…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>so with my brain.. there went
that…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ha ha…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There has been sooooooooo many times, while
away from the house, I came up with what I thought would be great subjects..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>but living life, wiped them away.. so figure
they must not have been that great..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Any way..
that is what is on my mind this week..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>do I keep on, or do I finally say enough??<o:p></o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-70678500087032452762024-02-20T00:30:00.000-08:002024-02-20T12:17:05.248-08:00President Day… <p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">President
Day…</span><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I am old
enough to remember when there was no “PRESIDENT’S DAY off’”….</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Oh, we celebrated PRESIDENT WASHINGTON
birthday day.. and of course before that… PRESIDENT LINCOLN’S birthday..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">22</span><sup style="font-family: Arial;">nd</sup><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> and the 12</span><sup style="font-family: Arial;">th</sup><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">.. in
that order..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Now they
not only throw in the whole bunch.. meaning all of the presidents… and not on
their days but on the third Monday of the month.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">EVERY YEAR..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">And to be
honest..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(as in those two President
were… Honest Abe..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and I shall not tell
a lie (<st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Washington</st1:place></st1:state>)..
I don’t remember if they were a day off.. they were for the schools, but don’t
know if they were actual Federal holidays..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Probably were.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And that is the
sticker… with adding new Federal holidays.. they had to cut down on the ones
that they had. Can’t give the workers too many days off.. I guess. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I saw
lately where the Oriental people would like to make Lunar Year a holiday..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">not sure if they want a federal one or not..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">but I say .. go for it.. Why you ask?</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Because the blacks have two days and a month
of recognition.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">They have January… MLK
day..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">ALL OF FEBRUARY for Black month..
AND then they added Juneteenth Day on June 19.. I think that was suppose to be
when the slaves were set free.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">And
being from R.I. and we did have slaves in the 1800’s.. but we also had Irish
slaves.. Oh, they call it indenture?</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">It
was where the Irish were brought over for stable help, because they were and
are great horsemen. And the woman came over for kitchen help.. They were told
when they worked enough.. they would be free to go where they pleased..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">only trouble is . they didn’t tell the Irish
employee/slaves.. that it was almost impossible to be free as the owners kept
adding in more and more money owed.. with money for rent.. money for clothing..
money for food and etc..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So I
wonder..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">when did they set the Irish
free.. was it the same time as the blacks… or did that go on for a while.. I
will have to google that ..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> But they at least got a day too.. not a day off for the nation.. but one of recognition. ST. PATTY'S DAY. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">And finally the Native American's got a month.. but again.. not a nation holiday as the blacks have gotten.. but one like the Black's</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">.. a month of recognition. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Anyway.. I
hope you had a fun day yesterday.. IF YOU GOT IT OFF,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as there is a lot of companies who do not
recognize it.. and the workers work..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>And of course in the nursing occupations for hospitals and nursing
home.. that is not a holiday..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Altho..
when I was working the nursing home.. they gave MY birthday off instead of
paying time and half for a holiday for all of us.. Giving us our own birthday
off, was just straight time..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>so a
saving for the nursing home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Oh,
forgot.. they don’t called them nursing homes anymore.. they are HEALTH CARE
CENTERS..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-23982848952873016142024-02-19T00:30:00.000-08:002024-02-19T00:30:00.137-08:00I.... Hate... PAPER WORK... <p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaUM24zumf3qeYrza_mvU_HrCDsjWdJam3AS5KN5_FXI6koDPvGv6YICOBeinfDJReZC8zQL7lPzB6IGgdFPWkrWQbhd-rqdskIBGxY9ufk66HSJXaRqrLCp-TBPKMh909UPMSe95MTmqfM9Ij12uQ2EeGvSUgrvQl8Od8flEVm7xsitxknIYh/s4288/1...%20all%20the%20papers.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3216" data-original-width="4288" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaUM24zumf3qeYrza_mvU_HrCDsjWdJam3AS5KN5_FXI6koDPvGv6YICOBeinfDJReZC8zQL7lPzB6IGgdFPWkrWQbhd-rqdskIBGxY9ufk66HSJXaRqrLCp-TBPKMh909UPMSe95MTmqfM9Ij12uQ2EeGvSUgrvQl8Od8flEVm7xsitxknIYh/s320/1...%20all%20the%20papers.JPG" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><br />I
hate paper work.. I hate trying find things…</span><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">As life
slips by I try to keep thing in order.. Fat chance.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">As my aunt
told me years ago..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>PAPER WORK, PAPER
WORK.. I HATE PAPER WORK… she was telling me of her dining room table which had
stacks of papers on it.. So were junk and a lot of it was stuff she had to do
something with it. And even some that had to be filed..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her daughters came to visit.. and they would
go thru the piles with her..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>both of
them office workers, so an fairly easy chore for them..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And she was SOOOOOOOOOOOO GRATEFUL..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But then in a week or so.. there it was
again, she said.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She said she tried to
take care of things. as they came in.. but some how, the piles returned.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Here I am
almost 20 years later and I know EXACTLY what she means..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I am not a smart phone person.. I do have a
file cabinet.. I do have a file thingie, that I put recipts in for each month
as it comes, so at the end of the year I can do taxes. But there is other
papers.. that I hang on to..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">They are
not so important that I need to file them in my file cabinet.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So I have folders on my desk.. and I try to
go thru them from time to time to throw stuff away.. But it seems it is a
matter of time before I have the folders filing up with “temporary save”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">As they
become to be known.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And THEN THERE IS
THE COMPUTER.. I have so many things saved in my Doc. File.. then there is
folders on the desk top.. that are temp holds..and some are just a file..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My head is aching..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>WHY CAN’T I BE LIKE MY GRANDSON…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he files EVERYTHING on his phone.. (yes, a
smart phone, but remember I flunked that a year ago)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he THROWS AWAY HIS RECIPTS!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Oh, my God.. how can he verify he paid? Some
is on his phone.. some he just doesn’t care..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>because no one is going to want to see them anyway..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And I know deep down in my heart he is
right..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>but my heart and sould won’t let
me throw any of them away.. None of them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>When January comes, I have every single recipt for the past year.. I
have every bill with the check number, date and amount on it.. I have every
single thing I think I MIGHT NEED.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And
then there is the going thru each receipt… just in case I put one in that I
need for taxes.. Which is crazy as there is less and less they let us use on
our income tax..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So I tell
you</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">… I HATE PAPER WORK.. I HATE
PAPERS…FOR ANYTHING.. You know it is sad, when you go thru your file cabinet
draw that has the folder for all the booklets for anything you bought..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">and find out there is at least 4 that you
don’t even own the item anymore..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I feel like
that commercial where the old guy tries to break the younger generation.. from
becoming like their parents. Making them throw things away.. and etc..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>those people is me….<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know sure as hell if I throw it away..
something will come up…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>just like as
soon as you throw away a tool or etc. you haven’t used for 5 years….<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You will need it 3 days later. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">And NO I do
not do THE CLOUD..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know it exist, but
I have no clue how it works and etc..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>AND I DON’T WANT TO KNOW!!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is
just more information.. to have to take care of.. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">And I am
not going to say anything about spending 4 hours trying to find out what I did
with some ancestry paperwork.. as I don’t know where in this house it </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">is.. and I gave up my account.. and I don’t
want to pay just to copy one list!.. That is a whole another area.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-371715313538759332024-02-13T00:30:00.000-08:002024-02-13T00:30:00.135-08:00It is... WASTED DAYS AND WASTED NIGHT SEASON<p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">It
is WASTED DAYS AND WASTED NIGHT SEASON</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">This is the
part of the year.. where we run in one spot.. day after day after day..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This year to add to that.. we have no
snow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Oh, we have a patch here and
there, where we piled it up in the beginning of January.. when we got about 9
inches one day and 5 more the next and then another 5.. after that
NOTHING..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But lots of rain.. and wind
and GOOD BYE, SNOW. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So now it
is like end of March.. no snow, mud everywhere. Load limits on the road..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">The walk around the yard is frustration.. You
see the dead leaves of Fall. The branches that need to be taken down..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">the vines that need to be trim around on the
bushes..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">But with lots of rain and
wind.. you just can’t get into the mood.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">If you get any sunshine it is about 2 or 3 in the afternoon, when you
are winding down for the day.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Will we get
more snow?</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Who knows. Surely the weather
man doesn’t, as he is just as frustrated as we are, the change signs.. only to
have mother earth switch it around in the air.. and warmer comes..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">The Mountains did get some snow.. they got 13
inches last week and they were THRILLED.. as it has been disappearing there
too.. and then of course there are avalanches to worry about.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">They got
more snow today… about 3 inches.. we got rain. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Cabin Fever
is going to be coming early this year..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-68115752687623912402024-02-12T00:30:00.000-08:002024-02-12T00:30:00.142-08:00Wasn’t going to watch… but did<p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Wasn’t
going to watch… but did</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I use to
watch football..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">on the weekends and the
Super Bowl over the years .. off and on.. if I wasn’t working.. but of the last
couple of years.. I just haven’t had it in me to watch. It wasn’t anything big
or even little.. just wasn’t into it.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Wasn’t
going to watch it this year.. BUT SURPRISE.. the King decided to start watching
the game… they surprise is.. because he DOES NOT LIKE FOOTBALL.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now a good fishing show, he is right there..
but football.. nah..<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Yet here we
are.. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Then as we
switch to watch the news during half time.. we come back and it is 10 to 13..
The 13..to 13…. 16 to 16.. then 19 to 19 AND IT GOES INTO OVER TIME.. WOW.. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Even the
King is excited..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now we have no horse
in this game.. either one is good. But the game itself.. turns out to be
good…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is not a 45 to 3.. it is in
overtime…. And down to the last wire.. less than 2 minutes of the over time…<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">AND THE <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">KANSAS
CITY</st1:city></st1:place> CHIEFS WON…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-17964714687833966532024-02-06T17:02:00.000-08:002024-02-06T17:02:13.758-08:00What is your occupation?<p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">What
is your occupation?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">What kind
of work did you do over your years?? And what is the longest..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">being a housewife and mom doesn’t count..
while it is an admiral occupation.. I have not found any that paid for
it..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So count the ones you were paid
for.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">My first
paying job was the usual, especially for women. Babysitting.. Wages… were 25
cent an hour… I did it from 14 to 17…</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">with another thrown in when I was 15 for the summers..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I worked for a Produce Stand. Selling
produce. So I learn how to tell a good watermelon.. a good cantaloupe and
etc..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">wage.. also 25 cents an hour..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Then I
graduated. And got a job at the Naval Exchange dept. of the Navy base in <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Newport</st1:city> <st1:state w:st="on">R.I.</st1:state></st1:place><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>wages was a big whopping $1 an hour..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I got fired.. a year later for
insubordination.. didn’t know what it meant.. so he told me to go home and look
it up in the dictionary that I would have plenty of time to do so.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Reasoning being I did not know how to play
office politics..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had upset one set of
the office group, while working for the other side..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>plus I had walked into the supply room on a
couple that was married to others…. Who were top bosses.. one of which was the
one that fired me. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">But that
sent me down to <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Florida</st1:place></st1:state>
with my grandfather..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While there I
would go swimming in the ocean which was lined with hotels.. One of which I got
to be friends with the housekeeper’s daughter.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>One day the restaurant cook asked me if I ever waited on tables..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>which I smart-assed ..only my family..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But ended up telling him, I was willing to
try if he was willing to teach me..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His
normal waitress, had to go home to a funeral for a family member.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was living with my grandfather who was not
the happiest camper that I took the job.. but figured maybe it would do me
good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, it was a learning thing for
sure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Found out how horrible men where to
women waitress, and because I was kind of a smart ass, I survived the 5
days.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And because of it.. I have had a
respect for those who waitress.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Wage…
lol.. two free lunches after the 5 days..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>no time to collect during working time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I took the orders, walked them out to the table..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Kept the tables, clean, filled sugar, salt
and pepper containers, and ketch and mustard ones… and always wiping down
everything as I went.. There was no kid to take away the dishes and get the
table ready for the next customer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
cook was a fairly decent guy.. but I had him as I warned him, I was not a
waitress.. no experience … and HE ASKED ME to work.. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Next I was
off to <st1:city w:st="on">San Diego</st1:city>, Ca. as my mother’s friend came
to <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Florida</st1:place></st1:state> to
watch over my grandfather (who really didn’t need anyone but company). <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">My first
job was working for Christmas holidays, in a music store. As soon as Christmas
was done.. I helped with inventory counting and then I was laid-off..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>wage $1.25. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Next up was
Ratner Men’s manufactory..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">which made
mens suits and sports jackets. I was hired in the payroll office. I was a
counter.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">We were given sheets of
paper.. with stickers on them.. Some times it would be about 3 or4 stickers and
some times the sheet was full or there would be up to 3 sheets full. On these
sheets were stickers..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">about inch long
and ¼ wide.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">And on those stickers were
numbers.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">Those
numbers represented an item that was sewn on to the jacket or pants of the
suit. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There were 3 of us who did this
part of the job.. There was another one who took over the sheets and took the
items, plus the wage for that sheet of items sewed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bigger ones were one price.. small ones
another.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Could be a pocket, a collar or
waist band.. bigger ones were the legs sewn together.. and the front of the
jacket to the back of the jacket. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
lasted there 2 years.. and had some fun times with fellow employees..
especially one called Judy.. I have already written about her and our escapades.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I left there, as I had gotten married and
then was pregnant.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Wage $1.50 an hour.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">After that
I did a short time in a 26 Flavors ice cream shop that also did hamburgers and
hot dogs, with fries.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That one was about
9 months.. as the man who owned it was in the Navy.. and his wife ran it while
he was gone..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And he came back two days
early.. and found out that she was not at the store for opening..and she wasn’t
there for closing..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That I had been
doing all of that… she only showed up to take the money for the day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So he closed the shop. Wage was $1.30 an
hour. Babysitter was $35 a week. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">I did
several years of doing the Mom job… and ended up divorce and then
remarried.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I help with the business by
being bookkeeper for mechanics and then for scrap iron. Even ran the smasher
for a short time..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and was the car
burner when it was legal.. to get the copper wire out.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">When my
husband passed away.. I had been going thru nurse aide classes and graduated 4
days before he passed. I went to work at a nursing home a week after his
funeral.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">All the
kids were teens so no babysitter. And the boys left shortly after.. with just
my daughter at home in school. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">I worked
for 18 years there.. starting at $3.35 an hour.. got a raise<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>6 months later as the owners really like me..
a whole whopping 5 cents.. lol.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So it
was 3.40.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>by the time I left 18 years
later. I was making $9.11 an hour..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>see
our wages were frozen for 3 years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When
the new nursing care center went in and workers were jumping.. those of us got
small raises as we were loyal and stayed..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>those who threaten to leave got 75 cents to a $1.25 raises to stay.. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Those
of us who stayed were rounded off the nearest dime.. One gal had been there 34
years.. she was making .09 so she got one cent.. I was an lucky one.. mine was
. 04<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>so I got 6 cents. Lol…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But anyway..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I was 63, we had new administration in that was cutting everywhere.. and
a new nurse director.. who wrote me up for changing the residents too often and
using too much supplies…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I could see
the hand writing on the wall..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>so I turn
in my notice for the end of the month.. which was also the end of the year.
HAPPY NEW YEAR… I AM SO GONE.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lol..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>hello SS…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">I did some
home health for about 4 years.. and like that.. so much more gratifying.. So
appreciated. Turning 70 soon, so gave up home health after my last one when
into a health care center. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16.0pt;">So what did
you do for an occupation?<o:p></o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-18904253925617414962024-02-05T00:30:00.000-08:002024-02-05T00:30:00.147-08:00IN SANDPOINT AS IN HEAVEN……<p><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">IN SANDPOINT AS
</span><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">IN HEAVEN……</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Our church
has a new way to earn money for the kids of the church..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">actually I don’t think it is just our church
kids.. maybe others as well.. But it is to get funds to pay for summer camp for
the kids..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Something that I believe
in.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So many kids for the last 100 years
have come back with a new lease on life.. Especially those who live in not the
nicest of homes.. I do understand there have been some camps that were not the
greatest but those are the minority.. the !%..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">For a lot
of kids it is a new opening..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">especially
those from the cities.. who don’t get the run and play, to play games.. to
learn how to swim.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Learn team work…How
to shoot a bow and arrow, how to fish.. and so much more... Even how to be
lifeguards.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Some even come back in their
teens to be instructors or cabin supervisors..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">But the
price of camping.. is getting pretty expensive for those who are barely making
it thru life..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Summer camp is a luxury
for those in low in come.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Having lived
in the low income bracket when raising kids in the 1970,,,and 1980,, we did get
an opportunity to have the twin boys go to Boy Scouts.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">They loved it.. away from their siblings was
a treat. And to get to do kid stuff..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">We, as a family did camp out.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">The
old fashion type..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">no tent.. certainly
no camper and etc.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">One time I had to
have one of my older son (he was about 10 at the time) make a fire for me…</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">as we forgot the matches at home..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">This was one of the times I camped solo with
the kids.. husband showing up a day later when he was off work.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">We slept next to the river.. where we got up
at dawn and fished for breakfast and etc..</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">City kids don’t get this opportunity.</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So if I can help.. I do.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">This year
with the church running a shirt and jacket sale for the profits to go to the
summer camp..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was all in.. I got </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">a tee
shirt.. but then saw the jackets.. so ordered one of them.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">On it has
these words… <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #993300; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">IN
SANDPOINT <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #993300; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">AS
IN HEAVEN… <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">They come
in brown, black and navy… I chose black...<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">The only
concern I had was .. in this day and age,… some people take object to the
words.. or not understand..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">As it is
taken on the words in the Lord’s prayer.. ON EARTH AS IN HEAVEN…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">So if
someone says something .. what will be my answer be.. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">I decide to
ask them.. what do they mean when THEY say the Lord’s Prayer?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That maybe they have in mind that they would
like the earth be more like Heaven?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Well, maybe there are those of us who want Sandpoint (the town we live
in) to be more like Heaven..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>where
people are treated with kindness and etc.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBc2yo7tAY4PvaUWYoNxYdnBQLUWbQ83AkAN7Nr4Ns0wx3OHcYZvFy-ei-Cm7fy0tt2H_OVFhmXLFhICyToq7oLNNheHGbaruVCuXMHWSkYBpBRZTQ3kuIaxigWhx1AChx2-NCezScAovLG6xsEj1PXkIUBm5BkmfK4vF-dJSxM40ZXMwWMGAh/s4288/DSCF7178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3216" data-original-width="4288" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBc2yo7tAY4PvaUWYoNxYdnBQLUWbQ83AkAN7Nr4Ns0wx3OHcYZvFy-ei-Cm7fy0tt2H_OVFhmXLFhICyToq7oLNNheHGbaruVCuXMHWSkYBpBRZTQ3kuIaxigWhx1AChx2-NCezScAovLG6xsEj1PXkIUBm5BkmfK4vF-dJSxM40ZXMwWMGAh/s320/DSCF7178.JPG" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"><br /></span><p></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-80124511330082410112024-01-30T00:30:00.000-08:002024-01-30T00:30:00.155-08:00WOW.. THAT WENT FAST…<p><span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: 16pt;">WOW.. THAT WENT FAST…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;">Is this going to be another fast year?</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;">As this month is just a day away from being
over..</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;">I am not going to chance bad
karma by saying anything about winter… as we know anything is possible with the
weather..</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;">But February is just a mere double breathe away..
and dare we say that Spring isn’t far behind?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Oh, no no, I am NOT getting my garden hopes up..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I will just let everything sit there like it
has for the past 4 or 5 months..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>See a
few years ago, it was mid March..and we had weather of sunshine and 50’s.. and
my heart skipped a beat.. as I thought.. maybe.. maybe an early spring? So <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;">I went out and I cut down the dead leaves and
limbs of my clematis. </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;">I took them down to 2 feet.. I took the limbs
and threw them away..</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;">I clean out the
leaves all over the place.. I redid my fencing wire that I keep them up on the
garage wall.. Oh, it looked so fine. The garden floor under, looks so CLEAN..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;">AND THEN IT SNOWED 5 INCHES.!!!</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;">My CLEMATIS.. my 20 year old and the 15
year old.. that I got so many comments for.. where covered with SNOW. So… no
no. no..</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16pt;">I learn my lesson… it will be
garden time in April and May.. and not before..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 16.0pt;">I lucked out.. the clematis came back just
fine..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>whew.!!!<o:p></o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-2432808913612326152024-01-29T00:30:00.000-08:002024-01-29T00:30:00.134-08:00The money pit… called hunting..<p><span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: 14pt;">The money pit… called hunting..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">You
might have seen that video of Jeff Foxworthy about hunting.. </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">He
goes on and on over the hardship of being a hunter.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">He tells of t</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">he
expenses of bullets, guns,</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">4wheelers
(for those who don’t know, it is a </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">4 wheel bike like.. that men ride in the woods)</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">
</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The truck that HAS to be a 4 wheel drive… and if you really do it
right.. you have to have a camper at least …if not a camp trailer..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">What he did forget was gas.. so much gas…
about 200 gals at least for the 4 days Elk hunt…</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">(for those who don’t know… elk is a very
large deer like wild game).</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Then there
is enough groceries in that camper.. for an Army… say nothing of the cases of
beer. H</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">e
goes on how hard it is.. such a sacrifices</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">
</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">for his family.. So they can have the prime of prime meat.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The
truth of the matter is.. this man … the hunter.. is like an 8 year kid going
camping with all of his friends..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">He is
so excited that he starts gathering his hunting items weeks before hunting even
starts..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">He is out there shooting his
gun to make sure it is lined up, so he doesn’t miss the wild life.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">He talks to his buddy nightly to get the
latest on the prep work.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">They go up 8
days before hunting starts so they can have their favorite camp site. And scout
the area..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">He
demands his favor, good luck shirt is ready to go..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>even though he has enough clothes packed, you
will know he won’t change his clothes while gone..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Because they almost walk back into the house
after hunting season, by themselves. Smelling of your husband.. camp smoke and
God only knows what else. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">And
then the big day comes..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>but actually it
starts at 9pm the night before he leaves..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>he is nervous as a bride the night before he leaves.. Because they go up
3 days early.. to be sure to have their site set up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They check and double check all of the
supplies.. runs to the store for last minutes stuff… and then lays there away
until 2am..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the same man who drags out
of the bed at 6am to go to work, will jump out of bed like he has springs on
his feet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Last minute check and out the
door to meet with buddies at 4am.. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">So
don’t let them tell you..what a hardship it is..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> it is pure adulterated pleasure. The thrill
of a life time.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> EVERY YEAR… And what a </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">hardship</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> it is…</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> no wife.. no kids.. no
job.. just his buddies and the tall tales they tell each other.. </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> No shaving, no baths, just fire smoke and beer
and high tales..<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">And
IF THE WIFE IS SMART… she uses this time very well.. as he has no husband to
fix dinner for..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">kids are pliable… she
and her girlfriends can get together at one of the houses, group
babysitting..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">and then if it is Friday
night.. it is party time..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">pool
playing.. drinking cocktails and stores about their men…</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Oh, yeah.. it is a great time of the
year…</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">you just have to know how to do
it..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">And for those who aren’t into partying any
more?</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">And your kids have grown….</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Well, it is still a great time.. of NO
SCHEDULE.. NO MEALS TO COOK,</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">and best of
all.. SILENCE.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Turn on the music of your
youth..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">do your pet project…</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">go to bed when you want.. and get up when you
want..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">it is surreal…</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">So let him blab about his hardship.. we
know.. the truth.. and we have learn we don’t care.. let them THINK.. what they
want..</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Oh, by the way the meat averages out to be about $200 a pound but your sanity is worth it. So let him complain about the hardship. </span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-4023343958209488702024-01-23T00:30:00.000-08:002024-01-23T00:30:00.147-08:00Bears repeating...<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> I have been thinking a lot about this of late.. since our country seems to be hating more and more.. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I heard that we hate what we don't understand... and we seem to not understand a lot and a lot of people. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I thought about this years and years ago... and this post is almost 20 years ago.. Why can't we have these classes in the schools.. starting out in First grade? Why can't we/? As Robert Kennedy said.. if not why not....</span></p><h2 class="date-header" style="background-color: white; color: #993333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: normal; margin: 2em 0px 0.5em; text-transform: uppercase;"><span style="font-size: medium;">, OCTOBER 16, 2006</span></h2><div class="date-posts" style="background-color: white; color: #1a0909; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><div class="post-outer"><div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template" itemprop="blogPost" itemscope="itemscope" itemtype="http://schema.org/BlogPosting" style="margin: 0.5em 0px 1.5em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a name="116096543559182648"></a></span><h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; margin: 0.25em 0px 0px; padding: 0px 0px 4px;"><a href="https://wordtosser.blogspot.com/2006/10/tolerance-compromise-anger-management.html" style="background: url("https://resources.blogblog.com/blogblog/data/harbor/icon_lighthouse.gif") left 0.15em no-repeat; color: #091a13; display: block; padding-left: 20px; text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Tolerance, Compromise, Anger Management</span></a></h3><div class="post-header"><div class="post-header-line-1"></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-116096543559182648" itemprop="description articleBody" style="background: url("https://resources.blogblog.com/blogblog/data/harbor/divider.gif") center top no-repeat; line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; padding-top: 12px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Tolerance, Compromise, Anger management...<br />all buzz words of our society... but I think they<br />should turn them into classes...<br /><br />Maybe..just maybe we won't have children<br />shooting people at school...<br /><br />Maybe...just maybe we won't have spousal<br />abuse...<br /><br />Maybe...just maybe we won't have child abuse.<br /><br />Maybe...just maybe we won't have road rage.<br /><br />We seem to have a lot of that, even in the early<br />ages of our children. After all, see what they see...<br />angry adults...<br /><br />There is an open door, open window of ideas<br />that maybe solved with classes in these 3 subjects.<br /><br />We should start children at the level of second<br />grade. First with subtle hints thru out the class.<br />Then in fifth grade, working with more ideas and<br />examples.<br />Then in freshman high school, heavier classes.<br />Talking out problems the students see and feel.<br />Then a refresher course as a senior.<br /><br />Who knows if we were to have this world wide,<br />maybe... just maybe we may not have wars. Just<br />discussions about differences. Tolerance,<br />Compromises, and less anger.<br /><br />But then again, I have been accused of looking<br />at the world thru rose colored glasses</span></div></div></div></div>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-23344521258021032512024-01-22T00:30:00.001-08:002024-01-22T00:30:00.149-08:00WE HAVE SURVIVED… and we didn’t kill each other…<p><span style="background-color: white; color: red;"><span style="font-size: medium;">WE HAVE
SURVIVED… and we didn’t kill each other…</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The past week and half has been a
usual <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Idaho</st1:place></st1:state>
winter.. That means if you are lucky,
you get quite bit of snow and then it hits the deep freeze.. the deep freeze last a week and the other
part last 3 months. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We want quite bit of snow, so we
can shovel or snow blow the snow on to the foundation of the house. It helps with insulation….. keeping the house warmer.. if you are lucky the floors will only be cool. Not frozen.
So you want enough to keep the
foundation covered. Then when the deep
freezes comes, the house isn’t so bad. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">You make sure your sink cabinets
are open, so the warmth of the house keeps it warm under there, so the pipes
don’t freeze..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And if it gets below -0
then you want to keep the faucet dripping thru out the night and probably the
day as well.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Our usual routine is .. to get up
and assess the amount of snow you got while you were sleeping.. Do you
go straight out and start.. or do you have time for a cup of coffee.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">If you shoveled the night before..
it might not be too bad… only like 2 or 3 inches. So you can get that cup of
coffee. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We gave gotten 8 to 9 inches over
night… and still coming down.. and if it
is wet.. then you want to get a jump start to get rid of it. Before too much more comes. And it will.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I have the job of keeping the deck
clear…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For us as well as the dog.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So when I get ready to go to bed..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and she has already went out for the last
run…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I check and see what the snow level
is..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If it is a skip of snow… I go to
bed.. If it is an inch and half.. I go out and remove it all..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as I know there is going to be a lot more
before I get up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So if I get it before I
go to bed..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>then I have a head start.. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Also it might be a little bit lighter to move
when it is 2 inches …<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So for the past week and half. King
has seen all 74 episodes of Games of Thrones.. I have caught up on 8 of my magazines, and 2 Kindle books and two regular
books.. Not bad.. We have taken turns cooking dinner.. and
snacking during the day. As we haven’t been in the mood for food. And when there has been a problem, work
together to get it fixed. So it has gone
pretty good.. and the King has been the
one who has gone shopping .. which was only twice.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">On Saturday, the King must have
been bored at he went out and snowplowed the driveway.. with the 4x4 first and
then the little tractor with the scoop on the front and the plow on the back..
and then the walk behind snowblower.. for the paths in the yard to feed the
birds and a run for the dog for pee times..
I told him . enough is enough.. after all our driveway looks like
airstrip. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So now we look forward to the January
thaw, and then the Feb. snowstorms.. and then of course March has to let us
know that Spring is not quite here yet. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And amazingly, we haven’t tried to
kill each other.. we actually have been
getting along. We don’t argue, we just
heavily discuss things… And the KING has
stayed home.. see he is a social butterfly… he goes to the Hoot Owl (a mom and pop
restaurant ) and then he goes sees this buddy..
help another one, and then over to see another person.. but he has stayed home.. and I was flabbergasted
when I got our gas card bill. It was over $400 cheaper.. WOW..</span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-1328304268294066042024-01-16T00:30:00.000-08:002024-01-16T00:30:00.141-08:00My circle of friends is getting shrunk down….. <p><span style="color: red; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">My circle of friends is getting shrunk
down…..</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Was thinking of how I would go
to friend’s houses for coffee.. They would come over my house.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">For years…</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">
</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">But now?</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I am sad to say, that I
occasionally go over to my one friend’s house for coffee.. seems like every 6
months or so.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I felt bad at
first..</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">after all she lives about 2
miles from our house..</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I drive by the
road she lives on and I can see her home as I go by… to go to the store.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">But then I got to thinking.. the road goes
both ways…</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">and she knows where I
live.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">She is a little more active than
I.. she is active in her church… she also volunteers for Ancestry dept of her
church.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">And she visits her sister. Her
mom just past away a couple months ago.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14.0pt;">My other friend.. who lives in
the next town… maybe 6 miles away from our home..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>is in poor health.. trying to get surgery
done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They won’t let her because… get
this folks… SHE SMOKES…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and she has
smoked since she was a teenager, and she is 70 something.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She has tried and tried..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and when she had quit for 3 weeks, they
loused up her test.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So she had to go
back again 4 days later..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They said she
didn’t pass.. it was close but not good enough..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was so disappointed .. she started to
smoke again..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not as heavy as she use
to.. but enough not to make the test.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Then she went in for dental.. which is weird, as they did not have the
no nicotine test… so she got that done.. and found out her jaw has some
problems. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She is still waiting (it is
almost 2 years) because appt, get cancelled,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>she didn’t make the test good enough again.. She has a problem with her
back and her left leg.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She had surgery
years ago on her shoulder.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She totally
amazes me because in the summer, she is always out in the yard doing yard
work..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>cleaning out her flower
beds..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>she did hire a young man the past
summer to mow and do some other work, but she still is out there..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>limping along.. pulling weeds, and other
things. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14.0pt;">But I find it cruel that they
won’t let her have the surgery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She is
trying again.. to quit, enough to pass the test..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hope she makes it this time..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>but I don’t go over, because I don’t want
to disturb her, when she gets to lay down for a short time..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As standing hurts.. sitting in a chair
hurts.. and even laying down gets to her.. So I am afraid if I come knocking
she will be sleeping and I woke her. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">A lot of my friend have moved
away after they retired.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">And even more…
have… died.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">We use to get together once
a month for lunch.. but there is only a few of us left.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Use to be about 11 of us. Now I think maybe 4
or 5?</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Yep the circle is getting
smaller and smaller..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p> Happy 112 birthday dad</o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-88298143415866147762024-01-15T00:30:00.000-08:002024-01-15T00:30:00.146-08:00Recipes…. They lost me at….<p><span style="color: red; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Recipes….</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">They lost me at…..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I decided over the weekend to
cook a leg of lamb..</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Two good friends of
ours gave us some lamb meat..</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Among
them. was a leg of lamb.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">My only knowledge of a leg of
lamb was the fact my uncle LOVED LEG OF LAMB…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He was a cook for many years in the Navy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But the bragged about<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>LEG OF LAMB…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I was in my 20’s or so.. and to that date, I had never ate lamb in any
shape or form.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew people raised
lamb… those cute little lambs…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and
figured without really thinking about it.. that it is meat and the farmer must
eat them… but that was the total thought of lamb..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Jump forward about 20 more years..
and some one gave us some lamb meat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
was told to just cook it like any other meat.. I think it was chops or
steaks..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not sure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All I remember was how horrible it
smelt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To the point of me questioning if
it wasn’t rotten.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I would have thrown it
out, if it wasn’t for a friend coming in the door as I was cooking it..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He said no it isn’t REALLY ROTTEN..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>it is poorly taken care of.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He explained that who ever slaughtered the
lamb, had let the wool touch the meat… which made it sour.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>OH YEA.. it was sour alright.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am pretty sure my husband and this friend
came to the census that we would feed it to the dogs<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew there was no way in hell, I was going
to be able to sell this dinner to the kids..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Not after they walked by and smelt it.. making face of throwing up…. And
that was my take on lamb for the next 40 years. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I had mention it to a friend of
ours who raises lambs about 8 months or so ago.. and she gave me a taste…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>it wasn’t’ bad.. Nowhere as bad as the one I
had gotten.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">So here we are… our friend has
been nice enough to gift us several types of lamb meat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I said hamburger, but he quickly reminded me
that it was LAMBURGER.. lol.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I made
meat loaf out of it. After finding out how to cook lamb..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Answer was… just like beef.. but it is a little
bit greasier than beef.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ok..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Used her meat loaf recipe, as I did not want
to fail.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And it came out pretty good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not as good as beef for me.. but it as a <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>taste.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It was ok..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So …I figured..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>being I am trapped in the house due to lousy weather..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>let’s try leg of lamb. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I googled with BEST LEG OF LAMB
RECIPES.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And got about 1000 of
them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was the British leg of
lamb…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>there was the party leg of lamb..
(I chose not to go there)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And one of
them had a hoyty toyty chef recipe….<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But
he lost me with….<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>pomegranate molasses
and Aleppo Pepper<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and dried mint……
NEXT!!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Luckily, I came across one with ..
olive oil rub… then sprinkle a dash of rosemary,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>some mince garlic, and salt and pepper..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That is my kind of recipe..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Short order of ingredients.. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And cook it much like a prime rib…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>hot oven…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>and let rest under a foil tent for 25 minutes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To save the juices, it said…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">AND IT WAS GOOD TASTING.. I would do leg of lamb again.. now I got to try the chops. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><o:p> </o:p></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-40551814829543123292024-01-09T00:30:00.000-08:002024-01-09T00:30:00.135-08:00some stories are worth repeating..<p><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> Some stories are worth repeating... so doing that to day as the main mill of the news is about the BIG STORM COMING... and I thought walking down the lane of Nov. 2016 would be appealing..</span> </span></p><h2 class="date-header" style="background-color: white; color: #993333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size: 10.14px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0.2em; line-height: normal; margin: 2em 0px 0.5em; text-transform: uppercase;">THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 03, 2016</h2><div class="date-posts" style="background-color: white; color: #1a0909; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px;"><div class="post-outer"><div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template" itemprop="blogPost" itemscope="itemscope" itemtype="http://schema.org/BlogPosting" style="margin: 0.5em 0px 1.5em;"><a name="639654033400242304"></a><h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name" style="font-size: 18.2px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; margin: 0.25em 0px 0px; padding: 0px 0px 4px;"><a href="https://wordtosser.blogspot.com/2016/11/mother-nature-is-rarely-wrong.html" style="background: url("https://resources.blogblog.com/blogblog/data/harbor/icon_lighthouse.gif") left 0.15em no-repeat; color: #091a13; display: block; padding-left: 20px; text-decoration-line: none;">Mother Nature is rarely wrong....</a></h3><div class="post-header"><div class="post-header-line-1"></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-639654033400242304" itemprop="description articleBody" style="background: url("https://resources.blogblog.com/blogblog/data/harbor/divider.gif") center top no-repeat; line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; padding-top: 12px;"><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">There was a man, named Harold McWilliams, who</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">lived in <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Cle Elum</st1:city>, <st1:state w:st="on">Washington</st1:state></st1:place>. His profession was<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">that of a packer for the government.. He told of his<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;">4 times around </span></span><st1:place style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;" w:st="on"><st1:placetype w:st="on">Mt.</st1:placetype> </st1:place><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 21.3333px;">Rainier</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> with his mules. </span></span><st1:city style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;" w:st="on">Wenatchee</st1:city><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">forest and Cle Elum area was also his work place. He did this for over 40 years.. before getting another profession<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">of being a scrap iron hauler, in his mid 70’s. to his 80’s.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Everyone knew Harold, but they didn’t know him by<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">that name.. they knew him as “MAC the PACKER”.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">He was known as that, far and wide, as many tourist<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">were taken thru the forest with him. He had many<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">tales of fun times, sad times and times he wasn’t<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">happy with the way the public treated nature.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Mac passed away at the mere age of 95, I say<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">mere, because he was ageless. He had a sense<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">of humor but also could be very serious.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Thru all those years of packing he came away<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">with a great understanding of mother earth.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">One of which was, telling what kind of winters<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">we were going to get. 3 signs that I remember,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">(there were more, but I only remember these<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">3’s)…. 1. was the caterpillar…. The orange<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">one with a strip across the back. If that stripe<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">was wide .. it was going to be a bad winter.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">2. The bees and hornets… They would make<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">their beds/nest in the ground.. deep in the ground.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">3. and the one he said was the most telling…<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Was the twins and triplets of the deer and<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">moose. He said it was like Mother Nature knew<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">not all of them would survive, so she product<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">more than one, which was the norm for the year.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 16pt;">So if he saw in his travels, </span><span style="font-size: 21.3333px;">multiple</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> births,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">He knew it was really going to be bad..<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">What brought all this to mind is.. as my husband<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">was hunting this year, he talked about twins, a lot…<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">and pictures in the newspaper, of the moose who<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">are moving back to town to feast on the apple<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">trees, and etc… are pictures of twins and even<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">triplets. Also I notice the bees are in the grassy<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">area of my yard.. almost stepped on a few.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">To me.. mother nature is rarely wrong.. so I<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">am going with the idea…it might be a late<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Winter.. but it is going to be a doozy.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;">Thanks, Mac….. </span></div></div></div></div></div>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-88585981353336440072024-01-08T00:30:00.000-08:002024-01-08T00:30:00.131-08:00Raising kids is not for sissy..<p><span style="color: red; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Raising kids is not for sissy</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I did the best I could with the
knowledge I had..</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">which wasn’t much. No
real books .. don’t count Dr. Spock… No examples until I was in my 20’s. More
like how not to be.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Children are a challenge to
everything you know.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Starting out isn’t
too bad, as it is basic. </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">And the first
year is a sweetheart honeymoon time.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">As
the child grows it becomes more challenging.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">
</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I always kept in mind, not to raise my children like I was raised..</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Whether they listened or not..</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I did love them so… and told them so daily.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Even when I got the every child
remark…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t love you anymore,
mom,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>when they were angry…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>my reply was …<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>gosh, I am sorry to hear that.. but I LOVE
YOU… so much…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and walk away. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So I am pretty sure my kids always knew I
loved them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Some times that love is
challenged by outside forces..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Starting
with school, where the kids learn not only the ABC’S of school but the school
yard education.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am sure you all
heard..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>well, Jimmy’s mom would let him
do…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(what ever the thing of the days
was) and I would tell them.. I am not Jimmy’s mom… and I have to do what it
takes to keep you safe and healthy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And
I love you enough to do that. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Now matter the age, I tried to
make life fun.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">To make memories of
camping. And etc</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Working hard together,
yet we laughed a lot.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">It also gives them
the understanding that working hard produces a life style but also there is a
time for fun.. to just be loose… laid back.. and not take life so seriously.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">When they reach teens then it
really gets hairy.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">The child that was
such a good kid from 1 to 13, suddenly doesn’t think you know anything.. and
you are not up with the world.. That there is better ways of doing things..
some times.. getting things without working hard for it.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">My kids had learn over the years, that there
is consequences for bad behavior.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">There
is accountable for bad choices. </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Lesson’s
learn hard.</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Then there is the late
teens..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>where they start to remember
that you do have some intelligence .. you and your husband.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But they still think they know best.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Some times you just have to let them learn
their lessons the hard way..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Once they make it to their 20’s
you are getting more intelligent.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But
still you have old fashion ways.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And on
the rare times they do ask you,……<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>what
would you do if you were me?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I tried
not to tell them what to do..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>that
usually comes back to bite you..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>so I
learn to give options..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So they would
think about the option and how they think that might work out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">When my child got their own
houses…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>my thoughts are.. their house,
their rules..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When they become parents..
their children… their rules. And that part is fun to watch as you see your
grandchildren become the best revenge you have on your own child.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At that time, you become the support part of
their lives.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Never doing for them.. but
backing them up.. AND not financially..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Remember when you were getting older.. no one financed you.. (unless you
were from a very wealthy family).. so give them the same chances.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If you LOAN them money… make sure it is
understood it is a LOAN.. and accept the repayment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If they don’t.. chalk it up to a learn
lesson and never have money available for the child again..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>they will have to learn on their own.. And it
will be rough.. even might be rough to watch. But they learn just as you did. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">And the disclaimer for here
is…</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">DRUGS…</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">I was blessed.. my children did not have a
turn at drugs..</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Oh, I am sure there was
a few who tried it at one time or the other.. but they soon learn it interfered
with what they wanted in life..</span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">THIS IS
A BLESSING… for those of you out there that have children who fell down into
the drug hole of life.. my heart breaks for you… I have no answers for you.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14pt;">Looking back 60+ years later.. I
did the best I could. Others might not agree, but didn’t walk in my shoes. I
did the best I could..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>with love and
hope for the best..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>judging by the
person in the mirror..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>making sure it
was right.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And mostly with God’s help. I was not their best friend.. I was and AM their MOM.... after they turn 21, we came to be more friends... </span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-63495893984033374292024-01-02T00:30:00.000-08:002024-01-02T00:30:00.138-08:00This is the way I was raised…. And so were my kids.. <p><span style="color: red;">This is the
way I was raised…. And so were my kids.. </span><span style="color: red;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;">I read this somewhere..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and I copied it…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and changed out the city and state, as it
applied to my hometown as well..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Those
of you over the age of 60 remember this well..</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I grew up in a little town in <st1:state w:st="on">Rhode Island</st1:state> called <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Middletown</st1:place></st1:city>…
. It was during a time, when everyone treated each other like Family. We went
outside to play, we got dirty.... We bought chips & candy from the corner
store. We played Red Light, Green Light, Kick the Can, Simon Says, Hide and
Seek, Dodge Ball, Red Rover, Baseball, Softball and Football. We could ride our
bikes to the store, or the park, or down a country road and stay all day. We
even swam in the pond or lake when we had the chance. We ate beans & hot
dogs, mac and cheese & peanut butter sandwiches. We walked or rode a bikes
everywhere and never worried about safety. We never thought to lock our windows
or doors at night. We had chores to do around the house, We weren't AFRAID OF
ANYTHING, 'cept our parents. If you fell down you would just get back up. We
challenged each other everywhere...King of the hill. If someone had a fight,
that's what it was...a fight. Kids weren't afraid of fake guns when I grew up.
Real guns were just a part of life and we respected them as well as our
parents, our teachers, the American flag, the principal AND God. We said the
Pledge of Allegiance every time we went to school. We left our houses as soon
as we could in the morning and right after school till our neighbors would yell
out for their children as a reminder to get in the house for the night. If one
kid was called for dinner then we all knew to go home. We watched our mouths
around our elders because we knew If we DISRESPECTED any adult there would be a
price to pay and we had manners and respect otherwise someone else's parents
put you in your place. I would not trade anything for the childhood we had, for
we had enough and we had love and all that made us the adults we are today.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic"; font-size: 14.0pt;">I will never forget where I came
from in R.I.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>but most of all I am glad I
grew up in the 1940’s and 1950/s </span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-31254335226067008382024-01-01T00:30:00.000-08:002024-01-01T00:30:00.140-08:00HAPPY NEW YEAR....2024<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: red;"> HAPPY NEW YEARS</span> <span style="color: #2b00fe;">TO ONE AND ALL.</span>.</span>. </p><p style="text-align: center;">MAY THE YEAR BE KIND TO US ALL...</p><p style="text-align: center;">MAY THE WORLD FIND SOME KIND OF PEACE</p><p style="text-align: center;">AND MAY OUR COUNTRY FIND THAT PEACE AS WELL</p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11284353.post-84409008053022330362023-12-28T13:50:00.000-08:002023-12-28T13:57:57.744-08:00THE END OF ANOTHER YEAR...2023<p><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;">THE END OF
ANOTHER YEAR.. 2023</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Or as they say.. another one down
the tubes.. and </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A new one is here to louse<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>up for 365 days..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This year started out as
normal.. doing the usually daily
things.. You know where you can’t
remember what all you did, but you were busy doing it..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This changed in April, as one of the King’s long time friend ended
up in the hospital.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We were the only ones to help as
he had been estranged from his family for years. So we were the ones who sat in
the room as the doctor explain to him, what his health issues were and what the
end results were.. In this case..to let him know he had 4 to 6 weeks left to
live.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I watched him listening to the
doctor, I could see the air leave him and his face…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>well there is not explanation for that… as he
listen to the 4 to 6 weeks part. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Long story short, it started the
Kings months of work to get his land taken care of.. Meaning to cable off the
driveway to lessen the thieves.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Putting
up signs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“No Trespassing” and etc..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We were able to early in this process, find
his son.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His son had moved a year or so
before……<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>now here in December looking
back, the King was able to get a lot done for his friend and his son. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">July brought the end to his
friend.. and stepping up more work on the place to protect it as the son lived
in <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Washington</st1:place></st1:state>. About 4 hour drive. Because of prior
commitments, the son wasn’t available to do things here.. so the King became his eyes and feet. As the son got probate started.. Helping the son find paperwork that was
needed and also found someone to buy one of the many vehicles on the property.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Now looking from this time in
December, the King found another friend who is interested in buying the
property as is..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And the King got one
of the vehicles ready for the grandson to use as his was in a accident.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Also this year in August.. brought
the King’s help of another friend.. taking care of haying season, on his
friends farm. About a months worth.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">One day we were returning home
from another town that our sister in law lives in. helping her..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and we got a phone call from the wife of the
farmer.. She had gotten in an accident, and could not get her husband…. Could
we please come down to where she was at. We did, arriving minutes after the
time her husband did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So after a few
minutes of help transferring groceries out of one vehicle to the next .. we
left.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As we drove away, I told the
King… you know..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>.. we can’t die.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He said WHAT?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I said.. we can’t die… too many people depend
on us to help…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lol..</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Following that up.. in October said sister in law, had to go in
for day surgery.. I sat with her thru the time in the hospital… then the King
came and got the two of us.. dropped me
off to get our car.. He took her
home.. I went up and spent 3 days with
her. We watched lots of old movies and ate some junk food and laughed, while
she got stronger.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 145.5pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So I guess you might say.. that
the year of 2023.. was a year of helping others. Not a bad thing to do with
your time. And the joy of December, was a new great grandson arrived </span></p>Word Tosserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03519547102435672497noreply@blogger.com0