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Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Getting older

It's no fun getting "older".  The time change has my body and brain confused as to when to go to bed and when to wake up.  I wish time would be left alone.  My solution?  Put it in the middle and leave it there!  Animals probably get confused, too.
Getting older means the joints don't work as well as they used to and my hands are giving me a hard time.  I can the feel joints in my fingers getting arthritic.  With cold weather coming in this winter is not going to be fun.  I'm looking forward to my trip to warmth in February.
Getting older also means that some things (like names of people or things) don't just pop up in your brain when you're having a conversation.  My excuse?  I just say that at my age there's so much there it takes longer to find it.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it.  But it is frustrating when you are having a conversation and you're trying to find a name or a word.  I believe living alone without much social interaction could make it worse so I try to get out and about as much as possible.  Belonging to a quilt guild and being active in a local gallery has kept me nice and busy.
I'm trying to be philosophical about aging.  I've lived longer than I thought I would even though my life was not always a healthy one.  Guess I'm just too damn stubborn.
Y'all have a wonderful day and remember:  Eyes are useless when the mind is blind.

Saturday, November 3, 2018

I wonder

I wonder, what with all those promises the politicians are promising voters, if the voters really know what's going on.  All that "free" stuff they're supposed to get "from the government"?  Guess who pays for it.  NOT the government.  Nope.  WE pay for it through the taxes we pay.  And, quite personally, I'm tired of paying taxes so someone can freeload.  Granted, there are those out there who actually deserve help, but I'm talking about those who won't work because they know how to work the system.  A franchise was delayed opening here because they couldn't get any applicants for the jobs!  No one wants to work anymore.  Well, guess what.  The ones who are willing will be the ones to ultimately survive.  I'm talking plumbers, electricians, linemen, mechanics.  All those who are willing to get their hands dirty.  To actually WORK.
And if the voters are ignorant enough to believe the "promises" I feel sorry for them.
Enough rant for today.  Y'all have a good one and remember:  Eyes are useless when the brain is blind.

Sunday, October 21, 2018

It's here!

It looks like autumn (fall) is here at last.  The temperature outside this morning at 8:30 was a chilly 46 degrees.  We've  had warm weather up until now which meant I couldn't work outside unless I got up at the crack of dawn.  My medication prevents me from being in the heat/sun for any length of time so my front landscaping looks like crap.  I finally got some of the bigger obnoxious weeds pulled and will be working on the rosemary plants which are trying to take over.  I'd dry the rosemary but the mulch I put down had a warning that plants should not be used as food since there was a weed killer in it.  Won't do that again.
We don't get much in the way of color down here.  Mostly russets, some yellow, very little red although more maples are being planted it seems.
This is not my favorite time of year since it symbolizes an ending.  I prefer Spring since it symbolizes new beginnings.  At least we have seasons here, although some say we only have two...hot and cold.
what's your favorite season?

Friday, October 12, 2018

Politics suck

I am so tired of all the political ads and will be so glad when elections are done and over with.  I know for whom I'm voting and know that the ads on TV contain innuendos (on both sides), some untruths, few actual facts.  Some candidates are backed with outside money, lots of it, and some struggle to pay for air time.  Whenever the ads come on I hit the mute button.  No one is perfect.  We all know that.  I don't discuss politics with friends, or anybody for that matter.  How many friendships have been broken up because both parties were on opposite sides politically?  I care about the person, not how he or she votes.

Wednesday, August 22, 2018

A Friend's Passing

I've seen this on numerous occasions and thought I would share it with you.  It is so disturbingly true.

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.  No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.  He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

           - knowing when to come in out of the rain;
           - why the early bird gets the worm;
           - life isn't always fair;
           - and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.  Reports of a 6-year old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for sing mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job they themselves had failed to do in disciplining unruly children.
He declined een fourth when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your home and the burglar could sue you for assault.
He finally gave up the will to live after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot.  She spilled some in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death,
     -by his parents, Truth and Trust,
     - by his wife, Discretion,
     - by his daughter, Responsibility,
     - and by his son, Reason.
He is survived by his 5 stepbrothers;
     - I know My Rights,
     - I Want It Now
     - Someone Else Is To Blame,
     - I'm A Victim, and
     - Pay Me For Doing Nothing.
Not many attended the funeral because so few realized he was gone.

Sunday, August 12, 2018


One of the gentlemen, a veteran, who attends the veterans' workshop at the Helen Art Center, makes bat houses.  I saw them at our Christmas in July event and bought one.  Yesterday morning he and his wife came by and installed it.  I can see it from the porch.  Now all I need are bats.  I'm told they'll come, just be patient.  My neighbor used to have them but closed off their access.  Maybe they'll make their way over here.  They'll certainly keep the mosquito population down and maybe some of the other bugs that hang around here also.  I don't know why some people are afraid of bats.  Maybe the horror movies about them?  Yes, I know they can carry disease but it's rare.
This same gentleman is going to start making bluebird houses.  I'll be getting some of those also.  The post holding the one I have finally gave up and crashed.  The bottom had rotted.  I had birds in there all the time so need to get that house up again.  This time on something that won't rot.

Thursday, July 26, 2018


My sister arrives this Saturday.  Then Sunday we are driving to North Carolina to visit my brother and his wife for a few days. This month marks my brother's 80th birthday.  Hard to believe!  Once back here she and I will have a day together.  I don't get to see my brother or sister often.  I'm lucky if it's once a year.  And we've only begun to get together somewhat recently.  There's a large age gap between us.  There's a long story there which I won't go into.  Suffice it to say that my Dad had more than one wife.  It hasn't been until we all started to get much older that we've been visiting.  My sister ( half-sister, but who cares) is the one who started it really and I'm glad she did.  My brother was never really a part of my life.  Partly because of age difference and partly because he was never home.  First it was private schools, then it was the Air Force for him.  My sister is 11 years younger.  She lived in FL, I didn't.  And even when I did live there we didn't connect.  Sad, in a way, that's it's taken all these years but at least we're connecting, albeit sporadically, now.