Friday, August 4, 2017

The Sun Comes Up


I wasn't born here, but this was the era when I was born. In a little farm house on the Plains of Oklahoma. The old car looks like the one my dad owned when I came on the scene. Life was so boring then, but no one knew it. The cows had to be  milked and the eggs gathered on a daily basis. Church was the highlight of the week. Neighbors gathered at the little country church and exchanged tidbits of their lives. What in the world did they talk about? Crops and cows for the men and canning, gardening and kids for the women? The mother was usually expecting another baby.
Our house had a tiny kitchen with a stand in one corner with a water bucket and a wash basin setting on it. A wood cooking range, an oval shaped table on the west wall with a bench behind the table which three of us kids sat on. Grandpa lived with us and he sat on one end of the table and Dad sat at the other end. Mom was a great cook and always had a nice meal. I remember we had lots of fried potatoes. She grew a big garden and canned everything We had a cellar to store the canned goods in. 
Nothing ventured, nothing gained. That's my life today. The sun comes up and the sun goes down. 

Till next time.

Monday, July 3, 2017

Holidays

These blogs are getting too complicated for me. Something is wrong with this one. It seems to be okay if I open it with the Internet Explorer, but if I open it with Chrome it's a mess. I have no idea how it looks to others.
People have moved on, why look at a blog when you can hear from everyone on Facebook. If you agree with this say amen. All those sentimental plaques are okay, but when you see fifty of them a day it gets a little much. If you agree with this say amen. If you have someone in heaven say amen. If you don't say, amen, does it mean they are in hell? If anyone that has reached adulthood, you can be assured they have lost a loved one so we all have someone in heaven. If you agree say amen.
My parents attended a little country Pentecostal church when I was a youth.  One corner of the church was called the amen corner. I doubt if that was an official title, but those men that sat in that corner said amen a lot. I think Facebook has an amen corner.
Since it's a holiday day I have nothing to do but wait for the end of the day and tomorrow will be the holiday so I will sit that one out as well.
Have a Happy Holiday !!!!
Sassy says, share this and say amen.






Monday, June 19, 2017

Horses and Harness

This is Ray Lockwood, my brother in his youth.

He's probably pretending he is a movie star acting out a role. He owned the horse named Sox. Life was a little different then, you created your own entertainment.
Horses are smart so why did man teach them that Gee means right and Haw means left. If the truth be known a horse may as well be taught left and right and forget the Gee and Haw. I guess you need to know horse language if you're going to own a horse unless of course your horse is the famous Mr. Ed.
(now, wasn't that cute)
I now need to wear a mask called a CPAP and when I put it on and cinch it up for a tight fit I think of a horse wearing his headgear. 
HeeHaw I'm outta here. Gee Haw Whoa.








Saturday, June 10, 2017

Pets

This is Minnie, a wirehaired dachshund, she grew old and had to die. The only thing she seemed to be afraid of was a broom. She would hide out under the bed when the broom came out. I truly believe she had been abused with a broom before I came into her life. She required a lot of grooming. She was so short her belly dragged through the grass. I was constantly trying to keep her clean. When winter came and the snow was two feet deep in the back yard I would need to scoop out an area for her potty spot.

Friday, June 2, 2017

Whatever Will Be

  1. Does anything ever turn out to be fun?
  2. My life is nothing but a repeat of yesterday.
  3. The lawn gets mowed on Thursday at two o'clock.
  4. The paper is delivered at 5:30 AM. 
  5. The school buses drive by. 
  6. The phone rings. I don't answer unless I happen to feel like it. 
  7.  You get the picture. It's monotonous!!!
  8.  My neighbors are boring, they come and go and that's about all. No point in getting out the binoculars. 
  9.  My memory is not so sharp, I think the doctors are aware of it because they have their robot call and remind me. 
  10. The Snailman comes by and all he ever puts in my mailbox is junk. 




Saturday, May 27, 2017

Remembering

I remember my mom saying when they would move into a new place it would be so nice because at that time they would weed out the excess accumulation and the house would not be cluttered at all. How nice, but it would only last until you went shopping a few times. Every time we go shopping we bring home something, but we never throw out something. It all adds up to clutter.
I wonder if the richer you are the more clutter you have. Heaven help you if you are wealthy and live in the same house forever. 
Little knickknack gadgets are cute but totally worthless. I have a couple shoe boxes full of them and I can't seem to throw or give them away. I have an idea. Maybe when I die they can stuff them around me and I can take them with me. 
Just kidding!!! in case anyone should think I'm serious. 
I'm waiting for family to arrive from out of town. I will get to meet my newest Great granddaughter. 
It's a beautiful day.
This is all for now. Maybe I can find a picture or two.

Bud, Glen, and Wayne
A way back when.
My husband and his brothers.
Big watermelons.














 

Monday, May 15, 2017

Jibber Jabber

The compression socks are helping a lot. My legs are not hurting and no pain killer needed. I didn't know the answer could be so simple. They are hard to put on.
For Mother's day, I received a gift certificate for a manicure and pedicure. I have had manicures, but never a pedicure. That will happen Wednesday. I am as excited as a teenager. It doesn't take much. 
I want to move into an apartment and let the landlord worry about outside maintenance, but I ran into a problem. I can't sell this one until something else is taken care of. Alway have problems with whatever I try to do. 
This is a picture of my Great granddaughter. She is two weeks old and her name is Natalie. 




Sunday, May 14, 2017

Memories

Things change as the years go by. Today while shopping I asked the youthful looking clerk if they had support hose.  She looked at me like I just got off the banana boat, then she turned and started talking to a closed door. She asked the closed door if they have support hose. Then the closed door answered back and said they do not, but they have compression socks. Well, Duh! maybe that's what they call them today, do you have compression socks?
Yes, we have compression socks. I bought the compression socks and they do help.
I added a few pictures of the earlier days.

My parents and siblings except for Ray. 


Karen (my daughter) and Rita (her cousin)

Sassy


Deena and Trent
My first Grandkids