Thursday, August 16, 2018

Just Some Thoughts.

Old people tend to be called old fogeys, codgers, old men, old women, old farts, oldsters, grumpies.
Oh well, first your money then your clothes. An old adage like that can date you or calling a refrigerator an ice box will remove all doubt. Yesterday a young lady in my lunch date with friends was telling us about a business she was dealing with on the phone and they had told her she would need to send them a check for something. A check? in the mail? She didn't have any checks.
One day recently on Facebook in a crocheting web site someone asked how long we had been crocheting and my answer was since I was knee high to a grasshopper. Someone responded that she had not heard that one for a long time and another one asked what it meant.
I have never cared if anyone knows how old I am.
I think another sign of aging is the time you go to bed at night. Babies and toddlers want to stay up all night and the old ones go to bed by nine or earlier. I go to bed before nine sometimes, but I get up with the chickens (that means chickens get up early) I don't know if that's true or not. I lived on a farm once but I didn't notice what time the chickens went to bed.
Well, this is all that's new from my view.
Goodnight all and don't count your chickens until they are hatched.



Friday, August 10, 2018

Diet or Depression


I have been very depressed today. Been trying to think of something pleasant that might snap me out of it. Nothing was helping until I sat down to eat my hamburger patty and a salad. Suddenly the light bulb that hovers above my head lit up. It said, it's the diet, you haven't had a single cookie or a pint of ice cream all day so no wonder you're depressed. I had put myself on a diet this morning. That brings me to another question, why do I eat those cookies and ice cream in the first place? To keep me from being depressed?
Now I have to decide if I want the fat body or the depression. It's one or the other. It seems you can't have one without the other. For starters I need to get the right kind of food in the house.
At least I don't have fire in my back yard or flood waters near by.


Wednesday, August 8, 2018

Loss


I lost another friend from my long ago childhood, Mary Ruth  Clapp Dean, third from the left on the couch, 
We attended a one room school house growing up. Our parents attended the country church in the area. She played piano by ear and played for the church at times, and my daddy did the preaching most of the time. Look at her beautiful family, I know she will be missed by them and her many friends.
We called her Mary Ruth and she was always Mary Ruth to me. We talked about her name a few years ago and she said most people just call her Mary now, but she still likes Mary Ruth. 
Her husband Passed away not long ago. I think they had five daughters.
I keep thinking of her and wish we could have had one more meeting before she left. I'll just have to wait for my departure, but I know we'll meet again.


Monday, July 30, 2018

Water Woes

Oh my gosh! I kept hearing a loud clunking noise so I went outside to see what it was.  My next door neighbor has a water leak in a waterline under his driveway. The men were tearing up the concrete and throwing it in the truck. He apologized to me for making so much noise and I told him it was no problem and I'm just glad it isn't my waterline. He said my house is about the same age and it could happen. Well, that's not a happy thought. I could use a new driveway, but the cost of it is out of this world. 
Well, just maybe my waterline isn't under my driveway. How could I know where it is? Maybe the City has maps of the waterlines.
Well, that's my happy news for today.



Plants are Smart

I saw an article in the paper the other day and since I have lost all vision in one eye and can barely see with the other one I don't read anything unless I think it could be vitally important or at least humorous. I don't recall the title of it, but it was something regarding talking to your plants which came under the humorous title for me. So I read it with a magnifying glass.
It said there had been a lot of testing the theory that plants thrive on being talked to. They had found that when music was piped into a nursery the plants were growing much better than the section that didn't have music. They especially like Heavy Rock music. The louder the better and it doesn't even need to be music because any loud noisy works. It didn't mention weeds, but I would advise you to keep your voice down when you're in the yard.
This is my African Violet in full bloom and I swear I did not say  a word to her/him/it.








Friday, July 27, 2018

Family Branches

Mom, Dad and their kids
Dylan and Tylor (twins)
Anthony and his ne Cycle
I don't remember who this is but I think the dog is Sheldon
My brother, Gene.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Money is a Root


Money is the root of all evil, it's also the root of most good. I received a letter from my bank today that looked very  serious and I was a little concerned until I read it. It said, Congratulations! we are pleased to inform you that in recognition of the exceptional way you handle your account we have increased your credit limit to $8,000.00. 
Wow! just what I want is to go in debt for another $8,000.00. I think most people make their payments on time. I have enough debt without their wonderful help. 

My air conditioner never takes a break these hot days. We lived in this town years ago and  had just as hot weather, and we did not have an air conditioner. The windows  were left open all night and I doubt if we had a fan. I don't think fans were very plentiful at that time. 
Remote controls were scarce too. In fact the TV was something many folks couldn't afford, including us. We finally got one and there was no remote control. Imagine having to get off your butt every time you wanted to change channels.

Most of my blogs are about the olden times, I suppose that's because I am an old relic myself. 
I don't know anything exciting or I would share it with you. 



Tuesday, July 10, 2018

A Visit to the Eye Doctor

This was an exciting day. I had a visit with my eye doctor. I live a very mundane life and anything as exciting as an injection in the eyeball is exciting and not the fun kind of exciting but the scary kind. The injection is totally painless but it sounds like torture.
I have two eyes and one has lost the central vision and to prevent it from happening to the other eye is an injection every two months to dry the specks of blood which will prevent me from losing my sight. It works very well. 

I tried to download a book on my Kindle the other day and I have a second Kindle and normally it gives the option to choose which Kindle to download it on. My laptop didn't show any Kindle at all. Just because I haven't used it for a year it didn't recognize one at all. That kind of thing is what shortens our lifespan. I stewed and fretted and tried to remember how to put it back on my computer again.  I would have given up, but I paid $4.99  for that book and I was not going to give up. $4.99 is $4.99. 
I am not sure what I did but it finally showed my first Kindle but not the other one. I want it on the other one because it's a larger reading area. I gave up on it.
That's all for now.