Celebrate

 Life goes on and on and on. I'm beginning to think there is no end to it. The future is a rerun of last year, and so it goes. Someone is born and someone dies.
I think I'll hang around awhile and see if anything different happens in 2017.

Halloween is over.

Turkey day is over.

Now Christmas is over.

Celebrate !!!

Nuttin Much

You never miss the water until the well runs dry, but I can assure you I never miss the snow and I never will. It's like living in a prison cell. I am lacking the courage to drive in it so I dream of clear streets and sunny days. 
The new year is just around the corner. I have no special plans for the future. Whatever will be, will be. I just hope the Artic blast avoids this section of the country. 
I'm expecting!
 A new great-grandchild in April or May. If I can count correctly it will make seven great-grand children. I also have six granddaughters.

Chloe and her friends

Cora, Anthony, Deena
Umpteen hundred years ago.

 Brothers and sisters

Down With Clutter

My cat only knows one word, "meow". It has several meanings. Meow means I'm going to die if I don't eat soon. It also means I'm starving, " feed me meow (now)". Sometimes it means "I'm going to sit on you whether you like or not.
It is so lonely around here I wish I could teach her sign language. It would be useless to try to teach her. She would probably only learn how to sign "feed me".

I put on a brave front and went to Fred Meyers on a Sunday afternoon.
You would think it was the only store in town. Wall to wall people. The parking lot was just as bad. Kids, men, women and dogs. I'm not too sure they were service dogs, but it's not my problem. 
 Even the gas pumps were super busy. The main reason I went there was because I wanted one of those copper frying pans which they carry. Aha! I'll bet those people were also buying Copper pans.
I found the few grocery items I wanted and let the dust settle behind me.
I rushed home because it gets dark around four in the afternoon. I cannot drive after dark, and I will not drive after dark.
Sunday is almost over I am pleased to say. 
The copper pan works just like they say. My son and wife were here yesterday and they said they have one and like it very much. They had a discussion that if she buys a new anything she has to throw away something. She was so proud because she threw away two old frying pans. I'm going to try to do that as well. Down with clutter. It's more like out with useless items no matter how much you think you might need it someday. Someday never comes.

I hope they don't mind if I 

advertise their book !!

Wrinkles

When I was young wrinkles was the enemy. We lived in an old farm house without electricity, but those wrinkles had to go. Wash day was a living nightmare, but I won't get into that now. The next day was Ironing day. It was wrinkle removable day and it was an all day affair. What would people think if you showed up at church or anywhere with a wrinkle in your garment. The good people in China started this obsession. Without electricity you had to heat the iron on your cooking range. There would be four or five irons heating on the stove top. One detachable handle would be attached to an iron and the garment would have the creases pressed out and when the iron cooled it would be returned to the stove and another iron would be attached to the handle and the beat goes on. Don't forget to add a little more wood to the fire. It doesn't matter if it's a 100 degrees already because those wrinkles have to go.
When Sunday came you could put on your wrinkle free garment and strut off to church. Your soul may have had a wrinkle or two, but not your garment.

I wish I could iron my face.

Ramblings and Pictures

 I'm in training. Training myself to stay awake until 10 PM at least.

I have a busy life, busy crocheting or reading. I have my four walls pretty much memorized. I don't have any flowers on my walls to count. Chris (DIL) and I have been looking at apartments in assisted living apartments for the aged, semi-disabled, disgruntled and overbearing. We have found that they will set you up for a tour and lunch. It's right up our alley. We have found some of the best eating we've had in a long time. Some of the apartments are out of my reach by a thousand dollars, but the food is great. The other day we had a fish basket with clams, oysters, shrimp and fries and cheese cake for dessert. Two of the residents sat at our table. We struck up a conversation with them and one of the ladies said her son owns the place. She was 92 and her rent is free.

I will include some random pictures.

This is Hailey (Great Granddaughter)

Hailey and Chloe (sisters)

Leah (She is now almost 7)

Jim and Hailey in China

A recent one of Jim and Hailey

Jim and Chloe

Paul and Molly (Parents of Leah and Shelby)

Sisters

Shelby

Shelby and Leah with cousin, Tyler

Hodgepodge of Old Pictures

I have nothing better to do so will post some old photos.

No rhyme or reason, it's just the Season.

I spent  many hours of my youth in this building

listening to the wind whistling around the corner of the building.

When I hear that sound today I am instantly reminded of it.

We called it the School House.

It's me in my earlier life. I know not when.

My oldest brother, Cecil.

Many moons ago.

Shelby, Tyler, Leah

The girls are sisters and Tyler is their cousin.

This is a new picture

Lorrene and Chris(my DIL)

Taken at Harmon House, The man over my right shoulder is Carl Dye was in Pearl Harbor when it was bombed. The other man is Carlos somebody and I can't think of the lady's name.

I am showing a plate of plum's Dixie had grown. I have her picture, but can't locate it. She is the one that took the photo.

This  little sweetheart is Tyler, my newest great grandson. 

This is the building Dr. Beech had his office in when I was born. (1928) This picture was many years later.

Sisters, Katie Engel and Laura Johnson

Mel and his girls Emily and Molly.
They were color coded. Molly in the pink.

Karen and Mel doing a scene of Bonnie and Clyde

L to R Jerry Hazelton, Alice Tobey, Beth Richardson.

FR. Glen Lemaster, Florence Lemaster and Wayne LeMaster

Bud and Kenny and Mt Rainier about 1952

Have a Witch of a Halloween

Fall is Falling

Fall has fallen again. Nothing much to look forward to unless you enjoy snow falling and filling up the driveway and dark falls a little too soon as well.  I live in the midst of three schools so I watch the kids marching down the sidewalk  to school, but when they go home in midafternoon they seem to be  much more hurried. They run and laugh with their friends. When I moved here about 24 years ago I was told I might regret living where so many kids might be a nuisance. Kids have never bothered me except one time. One plucked my one daffodil that was in bloom. I didn't actually see who took it and I even doubt Judge Judy would rule in my favor, but I suspect one of those adolescents helped themselves to it.  It's okay as long as they don't mess with my money tree. 
Most  people look forward to weekends, but I look forward to Mondays. There is not as much traffic and stores are not as busy either.
A cat adopted me and we don't always see eye to eye. For some reason, she seems to think she is the boss. 

Being Poor is a Bore

I went to Walmart to buy kitty litter and spent $50.00.

 If food wasn't so necessary we'd all be a lot richer. I used to live a lot higher on the hog with a lot less money. Everything seems to be out of kilter. A person living on the minimum wage has to pay almost all of their monthly check on the rent. The landlords want as much money as they can possibly get for their rentals. We need limits set on things. 

We hear complaints about government control, but maybe we need more of it to keep things more evenly balanced. The greedy get richer and the poor get poorer. Now the poor can't get any poorer and many are now homeless.