Irritate the crap out of you...

Why is it when someone… be it a friend or a family member… does things that is different than the way you do things.. it irritate the crap out of you? It isn’t because they did it “wrong” as there is no right or wrong of it..it is just different from what you would do. But it bug you.. irritates you…bordering on almost ticking you off… you can feel the irritation/ slight anger building up.. you walk away and by that time you are upset with yourself, as it wasn’t a big deal. Can
be the way your husband puts his dishes in the sink, instead of the dishwasher that is a foot and half away, to the way your friend picks thru the food, and then only eats a few things, or the way they fold clothes, when they are helping you. You know.. dinky things..

If by some reason you mention (which is rare) it to a friend (known as #2 now) You realize how dumb it was.. even border line petty… and Friend #2 will ask you if you said something to Friend #1  or family member… you say, no. And they ask, why?  You mumble something about it not being a big deal. Which Friend #2 will say.. “well, if it bugged/irritated you that much, you should have said something.. I would want to know.”

Now you really know how petty it was, and wish you never opened your mouth.

But how do you get around the “irritating the crap out of you?” feeling or is that just life?

 

 

14 years in the waiting..

 

I would have said 14 years in the making…but so far it isn’t in

the making….but as you can see at least we have progress.
Some day.. and this year is the year… we will have a 1947 Ford pickup together…

See the King bought it around 1995 give a year or two.. it was whole. It was pale yellow..  and it was that way until 2002…it was going to be his remodel project.  He had drove it home when he bought it.. he drove it to the garage in 1998 that he stored it in, and then here to our garage in 2002. That was it.

Then he took it apart, it took 5 years before he sanded the cab down, painted and wrapped it. And it sat on the left side of the garage. The bed is leaning up against the wall. The fenders are upstairs in the loft. And I couldn’t tell you were the rest is.

So I told him this is the year… he said yea.. but then our sons told him he better have it together.. before father’s day.. as they are coming just before that to paint it for him… one of them is a professional vehicle painter and the other two have done their own for years.
He found a 91 Ford Ranger, that he found out that it could be used and put the 47 frame on it.  He started to take things off.. like fenders, box and a few others.. and then it sat..  So I told him that the first Saturday of the year, he and I were going to clean out one stall in the garage.. so he could get busy on it. While I am disappointed he didn’t keep it original, I am to the point.. to just get it back together..  

Well, this past weekend.. he got it all unhooked, the cab went in the air.. and out on a trailer, and now, today .. the frame is back in the garage.  He has about a week of wire brushing to do on the frame and paint it.. and then.. and then…

I am hoping for a Christmas miracle… the 47 cab will be lowered on to the frame.

And then each part will be put together.. Maybe we can get him in the 4^th of July parade… and if it is done even earlier.. the Lost in the 50’s parade.

 

Migration of the younger generation

As more and more teens who have graduated from high school, more and more of them are returning to mom and dad’s. Some make it thru college, some don’t even leave after high school. Some say it is the economy. Some of the adult children are there until their high 20’s and low 30’s.

Those of us over 60 remember that there were a lot of kids who didn’t leave home until they married.  Of course, in those days, there weren’t as many houses for rent.. and the apartments were taken up by young couples. Sometimes even the young couples lived with one set of parents or the other..  And in some homes there were 3 generations

living together. Or even 4 generations, if there were children with the couples.

But somewhere around the 60’s and 70’s more and more teens left home. Some even before they graduated. Some sleeping on their friend’s couch,especially the males.  Some group of males would share a house. I think with the Vietnam War and how people felt about it.. it was a separation of

the generations and what they thought of the war. Of course you had the Hippie life as well.  Free love…sleep in tents, huts, beaches and etc.

Now adult children are gravitating back home to the folks.. Some parents welcome it.. some thought they were finally having an empty nest and loving it, so are less than thrilled.  In a way it is kind of funny, as the generation that started the taking off.. leaving Mom and Dad with no problem.. are the ones who are having adults children coming back to the nest. Some in hopes that hey will get a job, save money and get their own place… Hopefully.

I had two boomerangs, to get back their legs… One left quickly as she had trouble with Mom’s house…. Mom’s rules.. Meaning, you had to call if you were not going to be home for dinner.. No excuses, just notifying… No coming in late in the night or early morning… the rest of us have to get up early and need our sleep. And you had to do your fair share of chores.  The other one, found a job and after 2 paychecks found a place and was on her own.

We joked about at the age of 18 we broke their plates.. guess the rest of them believed us.  As they were gone after graduation.  

And all of them are hard working, responsible adults now.

 

Winter scenes of Kootenai

 

Friday, I decided to take my camera long with me on my walk to the post office.. even on a gloomy day, you can find something worth taking pictures of... hope you enjoy, on this lazy grey day goes to show.. it is all a matter of the view you choose..

 

The tracks of an early morning going to work

 

 early morning walk to get the paper...

bear statue peeking out over the snow...

 

a swing set... waiting for the end of winter and spring time children

 Rest are interesting tree forms and etc.

No Flowers?

Next month, millions will receive flowers. It is a billion dollar business.

But there won’t be any on that day for me… Why? Because I insist.

The King knows that come Valentine’s day, he doesn’t have to feed into the guilt of the nation.

How did such a nice thing as professing one’s love with words. A card.

A homemade card, turn into such a commercialism of flowers, or candy or some kind of gift….or all of them? What shows love is not some fancy gift. It is how you are treated each day…

And of course, the prices go sky high. A dozen roses today cost $10 but come Valentine’s day, the stores up it to about $20 and some places as much as much as $60 a dozen… Why? Roses are roses, are roses.

Why does it not upset me, when 80% of the women in United States get roses?   Because of days like to day…. For no reason.. no argument, nothing he did or I did… just because he wanted to… I got these…

One dozen yellow roses… 

Which means more to me…than anything the King could get me on February 14^th.  Because he makes every day Valentines Day for me.  

 

And that is why I love this guy…  

Garage Art....

As one gets older, we seem to venture out to something new..

My father, it was wood carvings.. He made wooden spoons, bowls,and even some people.. I have a piece of wood… when you look at one side it looks like a piece of firewood… yet, when you turn it around it is a fisherman with a fish. …

 

This December my daughter asked what could she get me for Christmas, and I told her I would like to give art a try. A winter hobby. I had a couple in mind… one for my brother-in-law for his birthday… (it says…“My man cave…Others call it outdoors”.. and it has a valley scene). And one for one of my

son’s who lives near the lake.. I just finished that one.. and now working on one for myself.. it is an abstract. 

You have to understand… I can’t draw a straight line…. Never mind anything else. Even when bored and I doodle, I draw the same thing.. a tree.. and if I have a lot of time on my hands.. then a lake in the background with a sailboat.  Sounds great but I am sure that a first grader could do a lot better.  And Grandma Moses, sure the heck did a lot better.. My mother was quite an artist…she did a whole hunt scene around our basement wall, with lodge, dogs, hunters and their horses and the fox at the end.. My kids all are artist of one kind or another.. very talented. I got lost in the gene factory.

But I am having fun doing it.. I call it Garage Art… because that is where I want people to put them. 

The King is getting a kick out of this.. as he knows how craft disable I am. I am not ready for the unveiling yet…maybe when I get a few .. and hopefully I get better.

So you see, no matter how old you get.. you still can try anything.. just ask Marianne Love, of Slight Detour, she is learning how to play the banjo, this year.  

 

 

This Dad's art at the age of 77... I have one of his spoons somewhere.. it is a mixing spoon and that is one strong spoon.

Another 4 years ....

All the pomp and stance of yesterday, even with disillusions, still was a wonderful day… It makes you feel proud to be an American. 

I know there are millions out there who didn’t watch, or watch cussing. Which is sad as it is our process.  The people voted… Obama won by electoral as well as by the majority.  It is the process we have had for over 200 years.  And be it your party wins or the other.. it is still America.  Millions who showed up to watch, of all nationalities.. and those who watched it by the way of the media. Be it television, computers and etc.   They said it was the most electronic recorded Inaugural in history, with the millions there with phone cameras, pad/tablet  camera and etc.  Putting pictures in real time on Facebooks and blogs and sites.  

Now today we are back to whatever amounts to normal for our country. And we wonder what the next 4 years will bring. Let us pray that Congress and the President will find a common ground for the citizens of America, instead of sticking in the rut of party loyalty.

 We use to think that we hoped that our future was judged and shaped by Congress and the President, but it is also shaped by other countries.. more so now than before.. being we have spread ourselves thru other countries, with helping them and accepting financial help from them… once we entangled our finances thru theirs we have put ourselves at risk.

May we get stronger to bring back our factories, companies that have fled, to make it so we stand strong on our own.. To be able to pay back from those we borrowed.

I can wish can’t I?

Rudeness

Can anyone explain to me why people are rude? To service people mostly. People who work as cashiers, workers in a store.. waitresses, or waiters.. and etc.

What possibility can you gain, by yelling at them, down grading them and saying unspeakable things to and about them?  Does that make you a better or more powerful person? I just don’t understand the concept.

There is a young lady who works on the floor of one of our new box stores. She is 18, still in high school, who works hard and tries to please the customers. Yet she gets yelled at….at least 3 times a shift.  These people don’t even know her, but will put her down. She is a A student… she is also a niece of a person I was talking to in a store that is closing locally.  I was told about this because I was telling the clerk at the store that is going out of business, how much I was going to miss the store. It wasn’t just the buying of cards, but the conversations of the workers, the talking of local things… just the friendliness of the staff.  She said that she was going to miss quite a few customers, but frankly there are some who come fairly often, that she would not miss at all.  They were rude and act like just because she is behind the counter, it was ok to belittle her. Like she was “just” a worker. I told her that was sad.. and then she told me about the young lady.

What message does that send to the young lady? Surely she won’t want to be in sales.

It happens in many occupations. Like I said in the beginning … waiter, waitress and etc. I just don’t get it.. Even if you are not satisfied with the service there is a way to get across that you are dissatisfied without yelling or putting down the worker.  You can tell them that you are upset about how you were treated, or that the product was not what you thought it was, or you thought the person didn’t give you the right information. Without raising your voice.

We have become a crass society.

Government 101

I am always spouting off about Government 101… about how Congress has more power than the President..   About how Congress can come up with a bill and pass it, send it to the President… even if he veto’s it.. they come back with 2/3^rd of a vote and they can make it a law… And if the President wants to pass a bill, Congress can table it, put it in committee  or just flat out throw it away.   Those who read my blog often, have heard me say this more than once.

Well, folks, I stand corrected.. I guess I forgot to read the fine print.. and why someone didn’t correct me, I don’t know. Or at least heavily remind me

What I forgot was the less known, hardly even talked about until Obama came to President.  I am talking about Executive Order.  Yes, many of the different Presidents have used it. The two that come to mind is Bush’s two…(I am sure he had more) about Homeland Security and giving the right to the President to declare war.  The last one, made me angry. No so much that Bush could.. which didn’t make me happy… but for whoever becomes President in the future.. Why anyone let that one pass beats me.

What I wonder now… got to research it… is there anyway that Congress can over ride the President’s Executive Order?  Other wise… what is the sense of sending anyone to Congress? I thought the government order was check and balances thru the different sections.

Also I like to see Executive Order either limit to 2 a term or gotten rid of all together.

But I live in the never-neverland, I guess.

I found this... by the way, Executive Order goes back to the days of Washington.

 

Executive order

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

legal conflicts

To date, U.S. courts have overturned only two executive orders: the aforementioned Truman order, and a 1995 order issued by President Clinton that attempted to prevent the federal government from contracting with organizations that had strike-breakers on the payroll.^[9] Congress was able to overturn an executive order by passing legislation in conflict with it during the period of 1939 to 1983 until the Supreme Court ruled in Immigration and Naturalization Service v. Chadha that the "legislative veto" represented "the exercise of legislative power" without "bicameral passage followed by presentment to the President."^[10] The loss of the legislative veto has caused Congress to look for alternative measures to override executive orders such as refusing to approve funding necessary to carry out certain policy measures contained with the order or to legitimize policy mechanisms. In the former, the president retains the power to veto such a decision; however, the Congress may override a veto with a two-thirds majority to end an executive order. It has been argued that a Congressional override of an executive order is a nearly impossible event due to the supermajority vote required and the fact that such a vote leaves individual lawmakers very vulnerable to political critic.

So…2/3rds of Congress can override it…. But getting THIS Congress to agree on anything?  Good luck with that. ^]

The many theories of Sandy Hoop

One thing the Sandy Hoop murders have done is bring back some
of the memory of JFK shooting..

This should be a cut and dry situation.  Adam got up, took his mother’s gun, shot his mother, headed to a local school, argued with the Principal, shot her and proceed to the hall way, shot many children.. and then shot him self.  Cut and dry… maybe finding out what set off the young man off, if we are lucky.

But we aren’t lucky. Why? Because the media had a field day with the so called facts.  Reporting at the speed of lightening, without any back up of proof…. Guess they figured that could come later.. and then they can come up with some excuse, as usual, for how they got it wrong.

As much as I hate blocking and squashing the written word, I think it is getting close to time where something should be done about the press… not only for the ones who follow the stars so close that they endanger everyone around… but for the printed and video press that is high on reporting everything NOW!! Be truth or not.  They should be held accountable.

 The good thing about the old days, is that the people got the story a week later, and by that time most of the facts were there.  AND the journalist had pride in their work and it being the truth…  Seems like truth and common sense have gone to the wayside.

The story, has so many side stories… you got to wonder what is what. I know when I first saw it (about half hour after it happen or was on television)it was reported, they had caught a young man in the field next to the school. A young man that was reported as saying “it wasn’t me, I didn’t do the shooting.”  No this was reported, not show on the television… we were told he was the killer’s brother.  My thoughts was why was he there.  But later it was reported they found him at his job. And the killer had his id.

What is the truth?  It was reported that his mother was at the school.. she was a teacher there.  That turn out to be not true.  They found her at home dead, and she never taught at that school.  I also thought it was odd that there was so many cars blocking the road, at the school, how would the ambulances get in? Maybe a back door.

But now there is so many stories out there.. there is blogs about their theories. There is even YouTube that has so many stories patched together suggesting that the kids are not even dead, that it is a big scam by the government to be able to horrify the citizen so bad, that gun control laws will go in to effect. Suggesting that the people in the town all belong to an acting group, and it was all an act to work out this plan to get more gun control..  (No one suggested the young man isn’t dead).  The video spins a story so fast your head would spin to watch it.  Maybe it was produced by a want-to-be director.

Now we have gun stores selling ammo, guns and ammo loading products so fast that the stores can’t keep up with it, so have set limits.  Kind of reminds me of the sale of generators, dry food and water that was sold in large quantities  just before 2000.

Well, it should be helping the economy, and will they be a yard sales come the summer or after Obama leaves off in 4 years. Maybe it is an investment.. after all you can only shot so many guns at a time.. and so much ammo.   

It amazes me that people believe all of this… but I guess it is better to believe that the government took 26 families and put them on a witness protection type program than the first story I heard…   That being the government sent it up for Adam to go in there and kill the children.. that it was a government program to kill the children and staff.

Guess they gave up that one, because it was to far left for the people to believe … so came up with the people are all in hiding.

As much as I prefer not to have a gun or use one.. I understand others do. And I have no problem with that.  I do have a problem with mentally troubled people getting guns and killing people.  I do believe that if you are a gun owner, you should be a responsible person … meaning if you have more than one..you should have a gun safe. And if you have even more…to have a very large safe.  This protects the gun owner as well as others. If there is a gun safe, then they aren’t stolen.  Will this take care of everything?

Sorry to say no.. but it was take care of half or more.. and that is something.

And mental health has to be addressed. It can’t be push to the side.. the programs can’t be first cut on the governments agenda..  It angers me so, when they are talking about the killer and they tell of how this person was a dangerous person before.  The Arizona killer, the West Virginia killer, and others.. people knew they were problems… not just small time.. but big time.. why weren’t they taken care of them then?

So do I know what happen? Nope, not a clue...