Enjoying having nineteen year old around for a couple of weeks.
Glad son is learning about life and surviving.
Glad he finally got around to asking for financial help from us.
Sad that twenty year old is continuing to have issues that she does not acknowledge.
Sad to have husband off truck driving.
Glad that he can be a truck driver.
Out on Jefferson St. (Jo & Janice may remember) some houses had Santa, reindeerr, etc. out in their front yards for Christmas decorations.
On the way to the store this morning, I noticed that during the night, someone knocked them all down. Several places.
No apparent damage done. Just mischief.
Such things bug me. More than Flynn lying. II don’t have Fox News on so I don’t know if this is reported. Probably not. But it’s more important than Flynn and the Russia thing.
😦 Let’s hope it is foolish young people, who will learn better, Chas.
🙂 We had such a lovely Thanksgiving weekend with seven of the grandchildren and most of their parents.
😦 I found out I am out of a prescription that should have lasted until January. The mail order company must have shorted me when it was sent, since I only used what was prescribed. I will manage until Monday and then call my doctor.
🙂 Thank God I can get prescriptions. I would be dead without these, in all likelihood. I particularly dislike hearing people constantly run down western medicine while touting vitamin companies and alternative medicine that is also quite imperfect and even dangerous at times.
🙂 A friend’s nephew and family (two children, 9 & 12) were among those who lost their home in the fires in Northern California. They were renting the house and lost everything but got out safely and now are trying to rebuild, the community has been very generous to them. (Kind of an aside, but the house also contained a sealed off room where the owner had been keeping many original Disney items as one of the owners was someone who worked for Disney in the early years. It was all lost.)
But the good news: Their little black cat, who had been missing since the fires, finally turned up this week — thin and with a few healed over burned marks, but well otherwise. What a sweet, Christmas end to what’s been a very tough time for them.
Destruction of property: there was a nice baseball field in the Lewiston area, kept up by volunteers. Kind of the pride of the area. Somebody went mudding on it the other day and tore up the entire field. It won’t be playable this spring. Eight inch ruts, sod destroyed. Sad. The volunteers are disappointed but will get to work on it.
As son was going through this whole stolen car thing, I remembered that his two older brothers both had been in trouble with the law through their teens for car theft. People get hurt by that sort of thing and the perps don’t care. Sad.
Eighth son was astonished when he moved here and realized the school children would just leave their backpacks out, expecting nobody to get into them.
Our local paper printed a story the other day about a family who didn’t get their cat out. They returned a few days later to the ashes, hoping.
They found a cat skeleton on the front porch. With the whole family weeping, they had a little ceremony and buried the remains.
Last week (six weeks after the October event), they got a phone call. A stray cat had been found several blocks from their home, tired, worn but okay, with a microchip. It was their cat.
Joyful reunion, odd concerns about the remains they buried, but children so excited about such a lovely, wonderful return from the believed-dead.
Nightingale has complained about the fact that in t-shirts (the kind worn as clothing, not men’s undershirts), women’s t-shirts are made of thinner fabric than men’s t-shirts. She is also frustrated by the false pockets they put in dressier women’s slacks. She once bought a pair that seemed to have pockets, & she was happy about that. Then she discovered they were the fake kind of pockets. Why do they bother doing that?
In Hendersonville, the paper lady asked me to put cans and other metal aside for her. She augmented her income by scrap metal.
I used to pick up flat drink cans and such in the parking lots if it were convenient, to add to her take of scrap.
I don’t do that now, but I still have a momentary inclination to pick up a flat can when I see it in the parking lot.
But I never do.
Kizzie, I have had that pocketless-women’s-garment discussion with my husband many times. I never knowingly buy a pair of pants without pockets, but I have accidentally bought them two or three times, and I now have a pair that technically has pockets, but no useful ones (rear pockets and one key pocket). I once bought a couple of pairs of cargo pants (two colors of the same pants) but didn’t realize until I got them home that most of the pockets were fake. Look, I don’t carry my purse everywhere, and I often put my keys, or tissue, or even sunglasses in my pocket–if I have one. And sometimes I carry my camera outdoors and slip a spare battery in my pocket. I want pockets!
Chas, I have had outfits I am trying to put on and they’re too tight, and then I realize there’s a hidden zipper somewhere. So yeah, I get it. Dressing someone else has to be all the more complicated. Fastening necklaces behind one’s neck, with a teeny-tiny little clasp, isn’t always all that fun, either.
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Enjoying having nineteen year old around for a couple of weeks.
Glad son is learning about life and surviving.
Glad he finally got around to asking for financial help from us.
Sad that twenty year old is continuing to have issues that she does not acknowledge.
Sad to have husband off truck driving.
Glad that he can be a truck driver.
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Out on Jefferson St. (Jo & Janice may remember) some houses had Santa, reindeerr, etc. out in their front yards for Christmas decorations.
On the way to the store this morning, I noticed that during the night, someone knocked them all down. Several places.
No apparent damage done. Just mischief.
Such things bug me. More than Flynn lying. II don’t have Fox News on so I don’t know if this is reported. Probably not. But it’s more important than Flynn and the Russia thing.
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😦 Let’s hope it is foolish young people, who will learn better, Chas.
🙂 We had such a lovely Thanksgiving weekend with seven of the grandchildren and most of their parents.
😦 I found out I am out of a prescription that should have lasted until January. The mail order company must have shorted me when it was sent, since I only used what was prescribed. I will manage until Monday and then call my doctor.
🙂 Thank God I can get prescriptions. I would be dead without these, in all likelihood. I particularly dislike hearing people constantly run down western medicine while touting vitamin companies and alternative medicine that is also quite imperfect and even dangerous at times.
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🙂 A friend’s nephew and family (two children, 9 & 12) were among those who lost their home in the fires in Northern California. They were renting the house and lost everything but got out safely and now are trying to rebuild, the community has been very generous to them. (Kind of an aside, but the house also contained a sealed off room where the owner had been keeping many original Disney items as one of the owners was someone who worked for Disney in the early years. It was all lost.)
But the good news: Their little black cat, who had been missing since the fires, finally turned up this week — thin and with a few healed over burned marks, but well otherwise. What a sweet, Christmas end to what’s been a very tough time for them.
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Destruction of property: there was a nice baseball field in the Lewiston area, kept up by volunteers. Kind of the pride of the area. Somebody went mudding on it the other day and tore up the entire field. It won’t be playable this spring. Eight inch ruts, sod destroyed. Sad. The volunteers are disappointed but will get to work on it.
As son was going through this whole stolen car thing, I remembered that his two older brothers both had been in trouble with the law through their teens for car theft. People get hurt by that sort of thing and the perps don’t care. Sad.
Eighth son was astonished when he moved here and realized the school children would just leave their backpacks out, expecting nobody to get into them.
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Our local paper printed a story the other day about a family who didn’t get their cat out. They returned a few days later to the ashes, hoping.
They found a cat skeleton on the front porch. With the whole family weeping, they had a little ceremony and buried the remains.
Last week (six weeks after the October event), they got a phone call. A stray cat had been found several blocks from their home, tired, worn but okay, with a microchip. It was their cat.
Joyful reunion, odd concerns about the remains they buried, but children so excited about such a lovely, wonderful return from the believed-dead.
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We went to the singing Christmas tree at the mall.
We become aware of the volume of ambient racket in the mall.
Nothing particular, just noise.
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The people who design women’s clothes are either stupid or evil
Men wouldn’t put up with such designs.
Why do they have to hide a zipper?
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Women’s clothes have always been a mystery to me.
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Nightingale has complained about the fact that in t-shirts (the kind worn as clothing, not men’s undershirts), women’s t-shirts are made of thinner fabric than men’s t-shirts. She is also frustrated by the false pockets they put in dressier women’s slacks. She once bought a pair that seemed to have pockets, & she was happy about that. Then she discovered they were the fake kind of pockets. Why do they bother doing that?
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In Hendersonville, the paper lady asked me to put cans and other metal aside for her. She augmented her income by scrap metal.
I used to pick up flat drink cans and such in the parking lots if it were convenient, to add to her take of scrap.
I don’t do that now, but I still have a momentary inclination to pick up a flat can when I see it in the parking lot.
But I never do.
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Kizzie, I have had that pocketless-women’s-garment discussion with my husband many times. I never knowingly buy a pair of pants without pockets, but I have accidentally bought them two or three times, and I now have a pair that technically has pockets, but no useful ones (rear pockets and one key pocket). I once bought a couple of pairs of cargo pants (two colors of the same pants) but didn’t realize until I got them home that most of the pockets were fake. Look, I don’t carry my purse everywhere, and I often put my keys, or tissue, or even sunglasses in my pocket–if I have one. And sometimes I carry my camera outdoors and slip a spare battery in my pocket. I want pockets!
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Chas, my husband points out that zippers are technically “hidden” in men’s pants.
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Cheryl, but a man always know where his zipper is.
🙂
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Smart phones alone make jean/pants pockets a necessity.
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Chas, I have had outfits I am trying to put on and they’re too tight, and then I realize there’s a hidden zipper somewhere. So yeah, I get it. Dressing someone else has to be all the more complicated. Fastening necklaces behind one’s neck, with a teeny-tiny little clasp, isn’t always all that fun, either.
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