I just don't get men...

When women have a project or a job to be done
in their home or for their children… other women
will offer to help out… and that woman will accept
the help.. two set of hands makes the task so much
easier…

But what the heck is with men? My husband is among
those who will have a job to do, that it would be so much
easier for two. Even when help is offered, he will either say
“no, I got it” or worse yet, he will accept it and say “first thing
in the morning”… then because he is an early riser.. he does
it himself… so when the one who offers gets here… he has
it all done.

And God help you, if you as the wife tell someone he could use
help.

Case in point was this past weekend…Our light went out over
the sink. So we went to Home Depot and got a new one.

For 4 hours we fought it, fought it because in the process somehow
we blew a breaker, and then for a while we had no electric for the
heater, several lights. All those on the same breaker BUT the
breaker wasn’t blown, the second time. The tester showed there
was power to the fixtures and lights…
Finally by trial and error we found out that there was a loose
connection of a ground wire on middle of the kitchen ceiling light.
It is all the same junction box. It was only by the flicker of the lights
coming back on, that he found it.

After he fix it, he wanted no part of the over the sink light. So that
is for another day when nerves aren’t so fragile. During this mess and
trying to figure out what was going on.. about 2 hours into the mess…
I said….. maybe we should call Tim, (he does maintenance for
a living). That didn’t go over well…

Is this a macho thing?

Trying to find my house..

With the holidays and visitors,
things get put away in darnest places…
Some of it was in the back room (catch all room)
And some of it in our bedroom, and then there
on top of the washer, and shelves… up here,
over there…

Now I have to find all of it, and put it back where
I had it. The worse time I had was a few years
ago, when I just boxed it up… then forget where
I put the box for about 6 months.

I sure wish I could declutter my life… or at least
the house… I have gone thru many times since
I retired…gave away, threw away more stuff, yet
here it is…. stuff everywhere…

Past couple days

The table was set The cook was putting the final touches on it...

then that night....... winter started to rear its head....seriously

And the return of Misty's running track....

and the calm of the evening sets..... after 18" of snow or more...

The GooseThanksgiving...

In the past, I have told about Thanksgiving at my parents,
and at my Aunt and Uncle’s… which will
stay in my heart and mind all the rest of my mind.

But there are the little Thanksgivings too…one which is
the time my deceased husband decided we were going to have
goose for Thanksgiving.. He didn’t like turkey all that
much… So that year, in Rhode Island, he got a goose.

No, no, not the store bought kind… He was a hunter, so
he went out and shot one.. brought it home.
He defeathered, and cleaned it out. I took one look at it
and I bought a turkey for the rest of us.

Don’t get me wrong. I have always ate what Marv shot.
but you had to be there… the kids took one look and
started to laugh. I went over to see what was up. I am
telling you, that goose must have came across with
Columbus. I thought goose had a large breast on them.
more so than a turkey.. but this goose, the poor thing,
had a very high breast BONE… and the breast were
as shallow as 1920 flapper dancer. I asked him, is that how
they really are suppose to look? He said it wasn’t bad.
And he was eating goose. No problem… that was the
Year of the Goose and Turkey Thanksgiving… and I
saw him sneak some turkey meat… but the goose was
the most pathetic thing I ever saw… and there was no
more talk of goose for Thanksgiving… Venison? Yes, but
no goose…

I will be having a full house of 12 around our table this year.
I have one son with his family up visiting thru the holiday,
but he decided to have dinner with friends. I am sure his
little ones will have a better time there… nothing is more
boring for little guys than 12 adults talking…
So we have been enjoying his family ,they came Thursday,
and will leave next Friday. So I won’t be blogging the rest
of the week, as I enjoy my grandchildren.


So I wish you all a wonderful Thanksgiving, with lots of good
food, good friends and family and laughter heard thru your house.
And remember to take a minute before you start your meal, to
remember all the things you are thankful for in your life and others.
Me?

I am thankful for my family… all of them.. children, grandchildren, and
great grandchildren. I have been so blessed… I am thankful for a man
who tolerates my attitudes when they surely could be better.
I am thankful for all the troops, men and women, who are overseas…and
my heart goes out largely to their families who will have to depend on
family and friends to get thru this holiday. And I am thankful for God, with
His patience with me, and helping me thru these health test that I have
endured and will go thru… I am truly a piece of clay, in his hands… and
I have promised to try to keep my fingers out of the clay..

God bless… be safe, be health… and remember patience in the crowds.

Old man is snoring...

It's raining, it's snowing... the old man is snoring..

that was what I thought of when I looked outside this

morning...

Guess we are going to be dealing with this for a couple of days,

and then the temps are dipping into the teens for daytime... so guess

I have to give in and admit winter is coming in the back door...

This and that...

Had kind of a busy day today, so I am late.

Got up this morning and the King said… it snowed..
I looked out the window and said what snow… that isn’t
snow.. there was only a 1/8 of an inch if that. I see more
frost on the grass in the early morning… than that…
and of course it was gone by 8.

Then I headed in to the hospital for a bone marrow test,
and I got to say they were really nice there. Great really.
While I have always thought of myself as a tough old bird,
I found out that not quite as tough as I thought. Years ago,
I saw where they were asking for people to be tested for
bone marrow to become donor’s.. and I thought about doing
that.. Well, forget that… well, maybe if it was a love one.
They take it from your hip bone, just in case you are going
in for one… they give the area a couple shots of novacaine.
Which they said it is like a bee sting.. A GIANT BEE…
I will tell you, it is do able…but it was no picnic either… now
got to wait a week to get the results..

Headed for home and it is raining like a banshee… but at least
it isn’t snow… and I swear every time I go by the bypass that is
going in, they change the road that goes under it on the north
end… never know which place I am suppose to be on. I will be
glad when it is done.. They sure have a lot of it done.

MAD as HELL...

And I am not going to take it anymore…
That is the way we feel when things go
wrong with a product we buy. Or a company
who acts like you don’t exist after you bought
the product…

Well, your worries are over…you now have a
place to vent your frustrations. A place that even
the company checks out because they don’t want
their company trashed. So they check it out and
give their side or contact you fast so you won’t
complain anymore or you will go back and tell how
well they took care of the problem. This is better than
word of mouth. It is word of computer and on line…
go their site and check it out…http://www.gri.pe/

Of Winters Past....

As winter starts to raise its head, it brings back
memories of winters past.

I like snow, I don’t like ice. And now that I am
retired, it is really nice. I don’t have to drive
when it is nasty. I can stay home and look out
the window, with hot tea in my hand… and
admire the beauty of it all.

A good winter has 4 feet of snow. That is what I
like. It packs against the house and helps it keep
warm. I can remember as a kid that people use to
stack bales of straw around their houses up to the
windows. Especially those who were out in the
middle of the farm land and the wind could whip thru.

We use to take our wheelbarrows out of the barn
after doing a stall and put it against the barn until we had
it covered around the north and east sides. Other wise it was
down the trail and up the ramp to the manure pile.

Many winters was full of sleds and then later snow
mobiles. With snow angels, even in the middle of the
night. Many of mid night calls were to my kids as we
would go out and do snow angels, or play in the snow.
Sometimes, especially when they got older….when they
would refuse to get out of a warm bed, until I shamed
them into joining me.

Yes, winter is still fun, and I still do snow angels, just not
in the middle of the night anymore….maybe I should…
Never too old for snow angels....

Veteran Day....

Every year we honor our Veteran’s. Some get invited
to schools. Some are at the cemetery to honor those
who have gone before us…

It is always a sad time. To know so many died for
us..you and I and the rest of the country. So we have the
freedoms we share these days.

Which makes me wonder sometimes…
were we worth it? So many young men, and
now we have middle age and women, in our troops.
Are we worth it?

We have become a whining, sniveling bitching
country. Nothing is good enough for us. We want
everything now. And as our country sits on the edge,
we citizen cry about us. What it is doing to us. We
want the government out of our hair, yet blame it
when we don’t have what we want.

For today, let’s hope everyone can put their problems,
and ideals to the side… and honor the men and women
who gave us the chance to live in this wonderful country,
with all of its warts.

And pray for the ones who are overseas, and about to go
overseas… pray for their families who go without their
spouses and parents. And don’t forget to say thank you,
most humbly ….THANK YOU, to you all, Vets as well as
the troops serving now.

This is snow???

This doesn't look like snow....
The forecaster said snow on the ground by morning... we got a update at each
news time all day yesterday, how it was coming across the state of Washington.
And by nightfall it will be in Spokane and surrounding areas (we qualify as
surrounding areas) so we were ready... we didn't even get rain!

The good news is, no shoveling, which it wasn't going to be that much anyway...
but also in place is the wonderful SUNSHINE..
So I am out of here... early, to do something, even if it is wrong...