Monday, August 31, 2009
SCRAP PINK - SEPTEMBER 26, 2009
Scrap Pink will be held again this year at Scrapbooks & Memories on Denman Avenue in Lufkin, Texas, across from Century 21 Real Estate. This event is held across the country.
This is the third Scrap Pink - most of the gals arrive wearing pink with a potluck offering and we crop all day - from 9 to 9! There are lessons, tips and drawings all day long.
Sue Knox, the owner of Scrapbooks and Memories is a Breast Cancer Survivor herself.
There is a $15.00 fee which goes direct to Susan G. Komen for the Cure. This event benefits Susan G. Komen for the Cure. Scrap Pink has already donated over $200,00 to breast cancer research.
To sign up for Scrp Pink or for more detials atbout the local event, call (936) 632-5444. Scrap Pink info is also available at http://www.scrappink.com.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Pondering Some Lessons of Ted Kennedy
- Senator Edward M. Kennedy
Several years ago, while I was still living in Toronto, I made the mistake of commenting to a native of Massachusetts that I could not understand how Senator Edward Kennedy kept being elected. She let me know in no uncertain terms that Senator Kennedy was held dear by every one of his constituents and was the finest senator a state could possibly have. Of course, now I understand what she said.
Today, on the day of his funeral, we were also given insight to why and how this man was loved and revered by so many.
In particular, his son, Teddy, gave his very personal eulogy where he told of a father who instilled confidence in a 12-year-old who had lost a leg to cancer. In essence, he told his son, Ted Jr. that they - together - would make it up an icy slope together . . . even if it took them all day . . . and that he would help Teddy Jr. do what his son thought he could not.
The story of Ted Kennedy is a story of a person who knew he was not a perfect person. Here is a man who knew he could not make the bad things he had done go away. He knew he could not bring back siblings or children who died. Nor can we. Sometimes, bad stuff happens to us and sometimes, we ourselves cause bad stuff to happen. Only a strong belief in God's grace, forgiveness and redemption can get us to turn our lives around and put ourselves back on course to lead a good and fruitful life.
I have never been sure whether the Kennedy Family had more bad things happen to them, or if it really just seemed that way because they were such a large family.
By the time you are my age, you probably have had some bad things happen . . . death of loved ones, sickness, loss of income, addiction . . . either to yourself or to someone you loved.
It takes less energy to forgive someone and get on with life than it does to mull their transgression around in your mind for the rest of your life. Everybody has bad days when they give up on being nice and sometimes you are the one standing there when they just cannot take it any more. To understand that is to bring peace to your own being and joy to your life.
Many of us - perhaps not all of us - have had some really bad stuff happen to us in our lives. Children die, parents die, spouses die, hearts break, minds break. We have some really rough times and we think our lives will never be smooth again. As I have grown older, I have realized that many people have many of the same wretched things happen to them as I have had. Sometimes I am surprised to realize that perhaps they have not handled it even as well as I.
I call my blog Yonge Street Texan, because I know I will always see Texas through Canadian eyes. Probably because I am a Canadian and raised in Toronto when Canada was still a British Colony, I am a little more conservative and a little more detailed. I take things a little more seriously and do things more "by the book". But if I went back to live in Toronto, I know I would take all I have learned here in Texas and my attitude - while not totally relaxed - would be more calm and I would have more fun.
We can only learn to be the best we can be and we cannot control who are parents were or how healthy we or our children are. We can only try to live healthy lives and must understand that sometimes disease just happens. We can only deal with each aspect of our life as it comes to us and do our very best. We can learn the art of forgiveness and learn that we can generally dust ourselves off and get on with doing our very best and having a very good life.
God Bless!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Cleaning House
There are lots of meanings today for the term "Cleaning House" but I am going to talk about just plain old trying to keep the house clean, tidy and clutter-free.
As we get older, it gets harder and harder just to do the simple vacuuming and washing floors. We keep looking for a vacuum that is easier to use and I think right now we have at least four assorted of different shapes and sizes, with and without cords. We try to find a better mop, a better pail, better dusters. Perhaps you do too!
Sometimes, I think that if we had less stuff it would be easier. So, I give things away, give to the church garage sale, give to the thrift shop and even occasionally have our own garage sale. (Oh, how I hate having a garage sale . . . )
I read every article there is on how to "speed clean"; how to de-clutter; how to keep the house tidy.
As we get older, it just gets harder and harder to do the simplest tasks. Well, some days, the hard part is getting the equipment out into the living area . . .
So, today, we worked hard at it - both of us - and we will do that again tomorrow. Tidying and cleaning is satisfying but it also means hurting knees and backs. One friend cannot do housework because she cannot breathe well enough. And . . . no, we are not ready for an apartment yet.
In the past year, I have visited a lot of homes where people have simply given up. It is becoming more common than you would think to see homes where you can barely find a path to walk through from the entrance. It is becoming less common to be invited to peoples' homes. Gee, we used to go to someone's house to play a board game or cards on a Saturday night.
People seem to be busier than ever and what little time they do have for themselves, they certainly do not want to spend it doing housework. Some households have children but I presume the parents are afraid to ask the them to pitch in. Or perhaps they would rather their children have a more diverse life of sports and hobbies. Can't fault them on that!
When I was a kid, most wives stayed at home. Now, most women work. Not only do they work, but it takes them longer to get to their work. Surely their time at home should be spent with family. We must not forget that they also are chauffeurs, driving their children to and from practices and events. They also need to spend quality time with husbands and family.
(I have not even mentioned laundry, have I?)
About the first five years Hubby and I were married, the amazing Patty used to do all the chores around the house. Patty ultimately went to college and became a registered nurse. She stayed with us until she graduated. Now she is a supervisor at a Home Health Care Company and we gave up long ago trying to replace her.
I still think about the special courses they used to give after work at big companies to teach people how they would spend their free time when computers did everything for us and we had so much spare time. Of course, that never happened!
Most of us . . . even "retirees". . . do all of our bill paying online and balance our accounts online. If there is too much traffic on the internet, sometimes it takes us a long time to get everything done.
Computers did not make time for us . . . in fact computers are challenging us every day and less people are doing more of the work.
We live in challenging times for people of all ages, not the luxurious world we dreamed about twenty years ago!
As we get older, it gets harder and harder just to do the simple vacuuming and washing floors. We keep looking for a vacuum that is easier to use and I think right now we have at least four assorted of different shapes and sizes, with and without cords. We try to find a better mop, a better pail, better dusters. Perhaps you do too!
Sometimes, I think that if we had less stuff it would be easier. So, I give things away, give to the church garage sale, give to the thrift shop and even occasionally have our own garage sale. (Oh, how I hate having a garage sale . . . )
I read every article there is on how to "speed clean"; how to de-clutter; how to keep the house tidy.
As we get older, it just gets harder and harder to do the simplest tasks. Well, some days, the hard part is getting the equipment out into the living area . . .
So, today, we worked hard at it - both of us - and we will do that again tomorrow. Tidying and cleaning is satisfying but it also means hurting knees and backs. One friend cannot do housework because she cannot breathe well enough. And . . . no, we are not ready for an apartment yet.
In the past year, I have visited a lot of homes where people have simply given up. It is becoming more common than you would think to see homes where you can barely find a path to walk through from the entrance. It is becoming less common to be invited to peoples' homes. Gee, we used to go to someone's house to play a board game or cards on a Saturday night.
People seem to be busier than ever and what little time they do have for themselves, they certainly do not want to spend it doing housework. Some households have children but I presume the parents are afraid to ask the them to pitch in. Or perhaps they would rather their children have a more diverse life of sports and hobbies. Can't fault them on that!
When I was a kid, most wives stayed at home. Now, most women work. Not only do they work, but it takes them longer to get to their work. Surely their time at home should be spent with family. We must not forget that they also are chauffeurs, driving their children to and from practices and events. They also need to spend quality time with husbands and family.
(I have not even mentioned laundry, have I?)
About the first five years Hubby and I were married, the amazing Patty used to do all the chores around the house. Patty ultimately went to college and became a registered nurse. She stayed with us until she graduated. Now she is a supervisor at a Home Health Care Company and we gave up long ago trying to replace her.
I still think about the special courses they used to give after work at big companies to teach people how they would spend their free time when computers did everything for us and we had so much spare time. Of course, that never happened!
Most of us . . . even "retirees". . . do all of our bill paying online and balance our accounts online. If there is too much traffic on the internet, sometimes it takes us a long time to get everything done.
Computers did not make time for us . . . in fact computers are challenging us every day and less people are doing more of the work.
We live in challenging times for people of all ages, not the luxurious world we dreamed about twenty years ago!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Dreams and Prayers and Love Do Come True!

We are a little tired after our driving trip to Iowa so Keith could walk his granddaughter, Keri, down the aisle on Saturday, August 15th to wed her true love, Tim.
Keri and Tim had a dream and they made it come true with lots of love.
The almost-five-year-old you see in the top photo is Kyla Jayne, who you all were praying for when she had her heart surgery not so long ago. She is doing really well . . . as you can see. That is her little sister, Alexis (Lexi), who was also a flower girl. Lexi turned one yesterday.
Hubby traveled with his daughter to Juarez, Mexico to adopt Keri when she was an infant and she has always had a special place in his heart. He was honored to be a part of her wedding. Life is a little gentler now that she has found her soulmate, Tim.
Please wish them all the best in their life together and do keep all of them in your prayers.
Keri and Tim had a dream and they made it come true with lots of love.
The almost-five-year-old you see in the top photo is Kyla Jayne, who you all were praying for when she had her heart surgery not so long ago. She is doing really well . . . as you can see. That is her little sister, Alexis (Lexi), who was also a flower girl. Lexi turned one yesterday.
Hubby traveled with his daughter to Juarez, Mexico to adopt Keri when she was an infant and she has always had a special place in his heart. He was honored to be a part of her wedding. Life is a little gentler now that she has found her soulmate, Tim.
Please wish them all the best in their life together and do keep all of them in your prayers.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Whataburger . . . What A Decor!
We are back from our round trip of 1,700 miles to Iowa where Hubby walked his granddaughter down the aisle at her wedding on Saturday.
We arrived back in northeast Texas last night. This morning we were in a "rest stop" where the decor was distinct Texan. There were all kinds of souvenirs and interesting things to buy. The restroom (Canadian = washroom) doors were painted - the Ladies with a cowgirl and the men's with a cowboy. Man, I was just about to get my camera out . . . Once inside the facility, it was filthy and there - of course - was no toilet paper. Whoa! How is it that a lot of "rest stop" proprietors do not understand that you stop there for gas, bathrooms and coffee? (I think you've heard me say that before!)
In fairness, I must tell you that this trip, we encountered some really excellent stops! The situation was much better than on our drive in May to Toronto.
And then, today in Henderson, Texas - there it was! A BRAND NEW WHATABURGER! It seemed to be a rebuild or a renovation in a 50s decor. I hope you can see that it is absolutely sparkling, as were their restrooms.
(Note to Richard Simmons: yes, Whataburger is now serving salads with LOW CALORIE dressing and yes, I had one!)
I also better explain those panels as it was difficult to capture them in a photo. Three panels are anchored with chrome pillars from a counter to the ceiling. The panels are about 10" thick and contain a large plasma TV. There are guitars on the opposite side. All is covered in Plexiglas. So, the TV is flush with the wall.
I hope our Richmond Hill friends, Shahab and Cathie see this because Shahab could have conceived this idea. It is the sort of thing you see and say . . . oh, wow . . . how good would that look in my home!
I guess I was really taken with the 50s look and the 50s music. But what I really liked was televisions that were in integral part of the decor rather than an object out of place as it has been since it was invented.
We arrived back in northeast Texas last night. This morning we were in a "rest stop" where the decor was distinct Texan. There were all kinds of souvenirs and interesting things to buy. The restroom (Canadian = washroom) doors were painted - the Ladies with a cowgirl and the men's with a cowboy. Man, I was just about to get my camera out . . . Once inside the facility, it was filthy and there - of course - was no toilet paper. Whoa! How is it that a lot of "rest stop" proprietors do not understand that you stop there for gas, bathrooms and coffee? (I think you've heard me say that before!)
In fairness, I must tell you that this trip, we encountered some really excellent stops! The situation was much better than on our drive in May to Toronto.
And then, today in Henderson, Texas - there it was! A BRAND NEW WHATABURGER! It seemed to be a rebuild or a renovation in a 50s decor. I hope you can see that it is absolutely sparkling, as were their restrooms.
(Note to Richard Simmons: yes, Whataburger is now serving salads with LOW CALORIE dressing and yes, I had one!)
I also better explain those panels as it was difficult to capture them in a photo. Three panels are anchored with chrome pillars from a counter to the ceiling. The panels are about 10" thick and contain a large plasma TV. There are guitars on the opposite side. All is covered in Plexiglas. So, the TV is flush with the wall.
I hope our Richmond Hill friends, Shahab and Cathie see this because Shahab could have conceived this idea. It is the sort of thing you see and say . . . oh, wow . . . how good would that look in my home!
I guess I was really taken with the 50s look and the 50s music. But what I really liked was televisions that were in integral part of the decor rather than an object out of place as it has been since it was invented.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Great Customer Service!
We're travelling up the road from Texas to Iowa and we have had one really good experience I'd like to tell you about.
You know how much I want my food to be Richard Simmons approved and you also know what kind of food is generally sold at truck stops and the like.
Well, yesterday, we were really behind the eight-ball and we knew we did not want to go out for dinner when we got to our hotel.
A perky gal who really knew her stuff, put Hubby's Corn Dog in a box along with some packets of mustard. Then she turned to me and said,
"What would you like in your salad - grilled chicken?"
"Yes, please!"
"How about lettuce, tomatoes, a bit of cheese, cucumbers . . . ?"
"Yes, that would be great!"
"And dressing?"
Do you have some lite?"
I do . . . I have lite ranch!"
So, it was that I had a wonderful salad . . . albeit very late last night.
Just wanted to tell you about this because especially when you are away from home, it is really nice to fine someone so obliging. That gal will probably never see me again, but that didn't matter to her! She is busy pleasing one customer at a time.
What a beautiful world it would be if we met people like THAT every day!
Thanks for the great salad and blessings to you!
You know how much I want my food to be Richard Simmons approved and you also know what kind of food is generally sold at truck stops and the like.
Well, yesterday, we were really behind the eight-ball and we knew we did not want to go out for dinner when we got to our hotel.
A perky gal who really knew her stuff, put Hubby's Corn Dog in a box along with some packets of mustard. Then she turned to me and said,
"What would you like in your salad - grilled chicken?"
"Yes, please!"
"How about lettuce, tomatoes, a bit of cheese, cucumbers . . . ?"
"Yes, that would be great!"
"And dressing?"
Do you have some lite?"
I do . . . I have lite ranch!"
So, it was that I had a wonderful salad . . . albeit very late last night.
Just wanted to tell you about this because especially when you are away from home, it is really nice to fine someone so obliging. That gal will probably never see me again, but that didn't matter to her! She is busy pleasing one customer at a time.
What a beautiful world it would be if we met people like THAT every day!
Thanks for the great salad and blessings to you!
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Another Lively Senior: Esther Williams is 88 Today!
Esther Williams is 88 today! So, if you can recall her pin-up days in the 40s and her movies with the likes of Mickey Rooney and Van Johnson, you just might be a senior now!
Unique to Esther Williams is the fact that she was a champion swimmer. She was slated to participate in the 1940 Summer Olympics but they were canceled because of WWII.
Some of her movies that come to mind are Andy Hardy's Double Life ((1942), Dangerous When Wet (1953) and That's Entertainment (1953).
She has been married four times and her third husband was the late Fernando Lamas.
I was interested to see that she still has a swimwear line and you can take a look at how she looks today, the swimsuits you can purchase, and lots of memorabilia at her website which even has a track of her singing.
http://www.esther-williams.com
Unique to Esther Williams is the fact that she was a champion swimmer. She was slated to participate in the 1940 Summer Olympics but they were canceled because of WWII.
Some of her movies that come to mind are Andy Hardy's Double Life ((1942), Dangerous When Wet (1953) and That's Entertainment (1953).
She has been married four times and her third husband was the late Fernando Lamas.
I was interested to see that she still has a swimwear line and you can take a look at how she looks today, the swimsuits you can purchase, and lots of memorabilia at her website which even has a track of her singing.
http://www.esther-williams.com
Friday, August 7, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Good Things Do Still Happen!
Four of us went over to Mike's B-B-Que in Nacogdoches for lunch today and Hubby had the good fortune to have dropped two twenties on the ground.
Good fortune?
Well, yes, if you drop them in front of an officer of the law, that is.
Thanks very much to our new friend on the Nac Police Force for bringing the twenties to Hubby at our table.
Good things DO still happen!
Good fortune?
Well, yes, if you drop them in front of an officer of the law, that is.
Thanks very much to our new friend on the Nac Police Force for bringing the twenties to Hubby at our table.
Good things DO still happen!
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
How To Replace Toilet Tissue!
In industrial holders, this is mandatory! A large, new roll will not roll if inserted with the tissue coming round the bottom.
This is fundamental! People of the World - UNITE!
Friday, July 31, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
How To Sell A House

It strikes me as odd the concept of "staging" a house to sell it. I see real estate ads in the classified section identifying a real estate agent or broker as having taken a course in "staging" a house for sale. I read about it in magazines and I hear people tossing the term around.
So, I googled it and found an article on how to "stage" a house to sell it.
Well, I was selling houses in Ontario for several years and I can assure you that if I had made some of the suggestions from this article, I would have been turfed out the owner's front door. Getting listings to sell was extremely competitive and I am sure the vendor could have located another sales person.
I think people have forgotten - if they knew at one time - what sells houses!
People definitely buy on location. Yes, it's true about: Location, location, location!
But I can tell you from my own experiences in the Toronto and Barrie, Ontario markets - a huge market and a small market, that there are some very odd reasons you would never think of that put a person in a mood to purchase a particular house.
I love to watch the program on the Home & Gardening channel where they show three houses and then tell you which one they pick. I can guess it every time. Why?
Well, people purchase houses for some very emotional and mundane reasons. They will completely overlook something they totally dislike because something else takes their fancy.
People buy houses that are like their Grandmother's house. People buy places with flowers just like they knew when they were kids.
More than once, I have had prospective buyers comment on colors that were hideous to them and still buy the house. One gal commented on the terrible mauve bathroom (which made me feel bad because I had one just like it). Then, she and her husband gave an offer on the house. When I called to tell them their offer had been accepted, do you know what she asked me? Oh, I bet you are ahead of me on this one . . .
"What color was that main bathroom?"
You gotta love that!
Another couple I remember well complained vigorously about the vivid red basement in the split level home. Each year when I visited them in December with their new calendar, that basement was still very red!
When I was selling real estate, I took every course offered by the company I worked with and by TREB - The Toronto Real Estate Board.
The whole principle behind "closing a sale" is to listen very carefully to what your customer is saying and know when to comment and when to say nothing. So, for the red basement and the purple bathroom, if it is only mentioned once, you say nothing.
If it comes up a second time, you could respond with,
"Well, other than that purple bathroom, is the rest of the place to your liking?"
Buyers often "close" the sale themselves and the real estate agent needs to know this. He or she needs to know when to say absolutely nothing.
The worst think I can recall happening to me when showing a house where a grandson was living with the grandmother, was hearing a tiny voice from up in a tree in the backyard:
"You bought it; you got it!"
What a rotten little kid, that was. I wonder where he heard that from? Also, I wonder if the prospective owners heard it? After all, they DID buy it!
So, in selling houses, a lot of the time, it is often when you are quiet that you do your best work!
People say little things like,
"This is just like my Grandmother's."
"Is that tree on my property?"
"Oh, they must have baked a batch of cookies."
"Hmm . . . I love that depression glass on that shelf."
Actually the article I read said that books should be removed from bookcases. Hello? Our house has built-in bookcases on either side of the fireplace and I would never think of taking the books or the knickknacks off them!
Above everything, above all the little things people buy location and price. I sincerely believe that your photos on the side table will never ruin a sale.
Do you know the main selling feature that made us want the house we are in? The Jack and Jill bathroom . . . yup, two doors off the master with a full counter on each side with a full closet on each side. The garden tub is between the closets and the enclosed shower and commode (as they call it in Texas) are opposite.
We had seen the same design before but it cost less in a subdivision that I actually preferred, mostly because it was more accessible for me. (I do not like highways and loops.)
So, those are just a few random thoughts for you to use on some agent trying to clear out your house. You can see an empty house in a sub-division of new homes - so open and bare that you cannot even figure out where anything would go.
Ah, yes, I must tell you about the offer. We made our offer for one dollar over the asking price which had been reduced and was very fair.
When we took possession of our home, Hubby was looking through the kitchen drawers - like engineers do - for the booklets for the appliances, etc. and guess what he found? A looney - that's what! Yup, the seller refunded our dollar!
Note: A Canadian One Dollar Coin is called a Looney (because there is a picture of a loon on it. And just to make you really knowledgable, a two dollar Canadian coin is called a Tooney - just because.)
So, I googled it and found an article on how to "stage" a house to sell it.
Well, I was selling houses in Ontario for several years and I can assure you that if I had made some of the suggestions from this article, I would have been turfed out the owner's front door. Getting listings to sell was extremely competitive and I am sure the vendor could have located another sales person.
I think people have forgotten - if they knew at one time - what sells houses!
People definitely buy on location. Yes, it's true about: Location, location, location!
But I can tell you from my own experiences in the Toronto and Barrie, Ontario markets - a huge market and a small market, that there are some very odd reasons you would never think of that put a person in a mood to purchase a particular house.
I love to watch the program on the Home & Gardening channel where they show three houses and then tell you which one they pick. I can guess it every time. Why?
Well, people purchase houses for some very emotional and mundane reasons. They will completely overlook something they totally dislike because something else takes their fancy.
People buy houses that are like their Grandmother's house. People buy places with flowers just like they knew when they were kids.
More than once, I have had prospective buyers comment on colors that were hideous to them and still buy the house. One gal commented on the terrible mauve bathroom (which made me feel bad because I had one just like it). Then, she and her husband gave an offer on the house. When I called to tell them their offer had been accepted, do you know what she asked me? Oh, I bet you are ahead of me on this one . . .
"What color was that main bathroom?"
You gotta love that!
Another couple I remember well complained vigorously about the vivid red basement in the split level home. Each year when I visited them in December with their new calendar, that basement was still very red!
When I was selling real estate, I took every course offered by the company I worked with and by TREB - The Toronto Real Estate Board.
The whole principle behind "closing a sale" is to listen very carefully to what your customer is saying and know when to comment and when to say nothing. So, for the red basement and the purple bathroom, if it is only mentioned once, you say nothing.
If it comes up a second time, you could respond with,
"Well, other than that purple bathroom, is the rest of the place to your liking?"
Buyers often "close" the sale themselves and the real estate agent needs to know this. He or she needs to know when to say absolutely nothing.
The worst think I can recall happening to me when showing a house where a grandson was living with the grandmother, was hearing a tiny voice from up in a tree in the backyard:
"You bought it; you got it!"
What a rotten little kid, that was. I wonder where he heard that from? Also, I wonder if the prospective owners heard it? After all, they DID buy it!
So, in selling houses, a lot of the time, it is often when you are quiet that you do your best work!
People say little things like,
"This is just like my Grandmother's."
"Is that tree on my property?"
"Oh, they must have baked a batch of cookies."
"Hmm . . . I love that depression glass on that shelf."
Actually the article I read said that books should be removed from bookcases. Hello? Our house has built-in bookcases on either side of the fireplace and I would never think of taking the books or the knickknacks off them!
Above everything, above all the little things people buy location and price. I sincerely believe that your photos on the side table will never ruin a sale.
Do you know the main selling feature that made us want the house we are in? The Jack and Jill bathroom . . . yup, two doors off the master with a full counter on each side with a full closet on each side. The garden tub is between the closets and the enclosed shower and commode (as they call it in Texas) are opposite.
We had seen the same design before but it cost less in a subdivision that I actually preferred, mostly because it was more accessible for me. (I do not like highways and loops.)
So, those are just a few random thoughts for you to use on some agent trying to clear out your house. You can see an empty house in a sub-division of new homes - so open and bare that you cannot even figure out where anything would go.
Ah, yes, I must tell you about the offer. We made our offer for one dollar over the asking price which had been reduced and was very fair.
When we took possession of our home, Hubby was looking through the kitchen drawers - like engineers do - for the booklets for the appliances, etc. and guess what he found? A looney - that's what! Yup, the seller refunded our dollar!
Note: A Canadian One Dollar Coin is called a Looney (because there is a picture of a loon on it. And just to make you really knowledgable, a two dollar Canadian coin is called a Tooney - just because.)
Monday, July 20, 2009
Wearing My Astronaut Earrings Today!
Today I am wearing a patriotic shirt and my astronaut earrings that I bought at NASA in Houston in the early 90s.
I remember we had just come back from Lake Muskoka in Ontario and we watched the landing on TV. I think all of us remember what we were doing when Neil Armstrong spoke those words:
"One small step for man; One giant leap for mankind!"
. . . and we have never turned back. It just seems natural to us and to younger people, it was just always factual that Captain Kirk was real!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Away From the Economic News . . .
"No, I am not making this up!" was a standard line for Dave Barry. The renowned comedic writer wrote a column for many years in the Miami Herald. For me, one of the funniest things he ever did - and wrote about - was borrowing the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile to pick up his children at school.
So, of course, I just had to draw to your attention to a news item that yesterday the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile crashed into a house in Mount Pleasant, about 35 miles south of Milwaukee. The driver was attempting to turn in the driveway and the vehicle went forward when the driver thought it was in reverse.
No one was home; no one was injured and the Company says insurance will cover the damage. On a sad note, the report notes the driver was a woman. Uh oh!
Friday, July 17, 2009
Recession 101: How Much For Dinner?
There is one thing happening which needs to be noted and known by every person today.
You know from the news that financial corporations and credit card companies are being watched a little more closely than previously.
Some of them had to "borrow money from the government" or take "bailouts".
There is legislation pending which is going to make it tougher on credit card companies. To put it simply, some of these companies are trying to get their houses well in order before the mother-in-law comes for dinner.
Some companies are jumping the gun on raising interest rates for late payments - allowing no grace period at all. Some companies are arbitrarily boosting the percentage you pay.
Now, everybody knows that all Texans are wealthy, but perhaps not enough to pay $23 quadrillion dollars for a dinner at a Wolfgang Puck Restaurant. Yup! That is what a $65.00 dinner was billed on Jon Seale's credit card statement this month.
The NBC Universal article I saw spelled it out this way:
$23,148,855,308,184, 500.00
That is said: 23 quadrillion, 148 trillion, 855 billion, 308 million, 184,00 and 500 dollars.
Hello?
Machines just spit out whatever and apparently humans do not proof the results before they are sent on to customers.
This goes for increases in interest rates, refusals for credit cards, late charges, etc.
Please review every bill that comes into your home. Keep each credit card or debit card receipt. If there is something that does not seem right, do protest. Find out who is at the top of the company and write a letter to that person.
These are times to monitor everything as carefully as possible. These are not the best of times but there is hope. Yes, we are in a recession. The course RECESSION 101 teaches us this: Recessions do end!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Thinking About Melba
One of the first people we met when we moved into the Englewood Subdivision, in November, 1997, was a lady named Melba. She was the President of the Neighborhood Association and there was a meeting at her home to organize the display of Christmas decorations.
In Melba's home was a big central area where you could accommodate lots of people. I soon learned how much she enjoyed being President.
We quickly learned that Englewood was known for its Christmas light display. Most people turned their lights on the first Saturday in December and they went off the day after Christmas.
(In Toronto, I used to drive to neighborhoods known for their displays, now I was living in one! Most people installed lights down their paths and across the curbs. At night, it truly was a "sea of lights".)
Melba and her husband Don, had a large carousel on their corner lot, but the real feature was the giant picture window with dolls. There were dolls of every type and size and they were dressed in elegant Christmas finery.
Great numbers of cars filled with families would slowly drive through the neighborhood with more and more cars as it came real close to Christmas.
At Melba's house, there would be a logjam of cars as people stopped to really get a good look at the dolls.
One of the more interesting parts of the Christmas season - for which Hubby and I volunteered - was the Englewood Patrol. This was a patrol of the neighborhood from 10:00 p.m. to 2:00 a.m. and two cars would cruise the neighborhood ensuring all was safe and no damage done. Melba staffed the base with her home CB and each of us had a CB to talk back and forth to let her know how things were going. We put magnetic signs on each side of the car, "ENGLEWOOD PATROL". Usually, Melba would suggest we pack it in about midnight.
I would take leftover Halloween candy and chips for us to munch on and it was a real fun experience for us, We pretty much memorized not only the displays but the streets.
During the year, Melba would organize events and I served on the executive for one year. Melba truly enjoyed her home and her neighborhood.
Melba's hubby made their corner lot spectacular all year round and it was always pretty to drive past. Melba used to walk through the neighborhood with her dogs and I believe that lady knew every inch of Englewood.
(Englewood was developed by the Bryan Family about 45 years ago and when we moved in, many owners were original. We live in a house built by Michael Bryan in 1995 in what is called the "New Addition". Mr. Bryan Senior, told us of the area before he delveloped it. There was a small lake and a little store and it sure sounded a lot like the Simcoe area in Ontario. I like the area because it is very accessible and inside the Loop. I can easily get everywhere I want to go.)
Melba has been missing from sight for some time now while she battled disease, including cancer.
On Independence Day, Melba died. Today at two we will celebrate the lady who truly loved her home, her dogs, her neighborhood.
Good-bye, gentle friend! Thank you so much for the fond memories!
In Melba's home was a big central area where you could accommodate lots of people. I soon learned how much she enjoyed being President.
We quickly learned that Englewood was known for its Christmas light display. Most people turned their lights on the first Saturday in December and they went off the day after Christmas.
(In Toronto, I used to drive to neighborhoods known for their displays, now I was living in one! Most people installed lights down their paths and across the curbs. At night, it truly was a "sea of lights".)
Melba and her husband Don, had a large carousel on their corner lot, but the real feature was the giant picture window with dolls. There were dolls of every type and size and they were dressed in elegant Christmas finery.
Great numbers of cars filled with families would slowly drive through the neighborhood with more and more cars as it came real close to Christmas.
At Melba's house, there would be a logjam of cars as people stopped to really get a good look at the dolls.
One of the more interesting parts of the Christmas season - for which Hubby and I volunteered - was the Englewood Patrol. This was a patrol of the neighborhood from 10:00 p.m. to 2:00 a.m. and two cars would cruise the neighborhood ensuring all was safe and no damage done. Melba staffed the base with her home CB and each of us had a CB to talk back and forth to let her know how things were going. We put magnetic signs on each side of the car, "ENGLEWOOD PATROL". Usually, Melba would suggest we pack it in about midnight.
I would take leftover Halloween candy and chips for us to munch on and it was a real fun experience for us, We pretty much memorized not only the displays but the streets.
During the year, Melba would organize events and I served on the executive for one year. Melba truly enjoyed her home and her neighborhood.
Melba's hubby made their corner lot spectacular all year round and it was always pretty to drive past. Melba used to walk through the neighborhood with her dogs and I believe that lady knew every inch of Englewood.
(Englewood was developed by the Bryan Family about 45 years ago and when we moved in, many owners were original. We live in a house built by Michael Bryan in 1995 in what is called the "New Addition". Mr. Bryan Senior, told us of the area before he delveloped it. There was a small lake and a little store and it sure sounded a lot like the Simcoe area in Ontario. I like the area because it is very accessible and inside the Loop. I can easily get everywhere I want to go.)
Melba has been missing from sight for some time now while she battled disease, including cancer.
On Independence Day, Melba died. Today at two we will celebrate the lady who truly loved her home, her dogs, her neighborhood.
Good-bye, gentle friend! Thank you so much for the fond memories!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Buy It And You Will Learn To Use It!
I finally got a digital camera for my birthday. Actually, I picked it out myself in Ontario at a Wal-Mart. This camera is already saving me money because I have been using one time use digital cameras I was purchasing from a drug store chain. (I would take them back and they would make me a disk to put into my computer along with a set of prints.)
Of course, I had absolutely no clue about operating the new camera. It came with a lot of instructions, gizmos and gadgets.
Hubby (The Engineer) says I learn how to do something by doing it. I have no idea if he meant that to be good or bad. Generally he makes pretty nice comments about me so I have to take it as simply factual: I learn by doing.
We all remember how many times we have learned by doing something wrong. I don't think that is what he meant. No, not at all. I think he just simply sees me sit down, fiddle with something and keep at it until I get it going.
My grandmother used to say I had a lot of patience, and I guess either that is true or I am just plain foolish.
Well, anyway, I am still learning how to take pictures and then link the camera to my computer and upload them. I have a nice program called Picasa3 and my pictures actually end up in that program and I can edit them quite nicely, thank you. I'm certain you recognized one of my favorite subjects up there, Buddy the Lhasa.
I don't really have a strong point to make to my readers today other than if you want to do something, like use a real digital camera, do so. Buy it and you will learn it!
That might be a useful message in a time when there are a lot of new devices and gadgets - all that take time to learn, unless you are a teenager!
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Michael Jackson 1958 - 2009
I am not sure what we were expecting, but what we watched today - and it was on all the major television networks without commercial interruption - was very fine indeed. A fine tribute.
We, at a distance, will never know the torment of this person or others who have been pushed into the limelight by parents and promoters. Rest in Peace.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Happy 100th Birthday, Mabel Miller!

Today, Mabel Miller is 100 years old. That seems like a landmark - and it is - but it would be nice if everyone who reaches the century mark could still be well, healthy and alert. None of us wants to be otherwise.
Mable's daughter and son-in-law are Nina & Will Stambaugh. The picture above is from my Citizenship Party five years ago when Mabel was still enjoying life. She often came to Angel of Joy and is just one of the sweetest ladies we have had the privilege to know!
If you look carefully in the background you can see my good friends, Jo White and Bonnie Larson, part of the Team who made that party such a success!
Mable's daughter and son-in-law are Nina & Will Stambaugh. The picture above is from my Citizenship Party five years ago when Mabel was still enjoying life. She often came to Angel of Joy and is just one of the sweetest ladies we have had the privilege to know!
If you look carefully in the background you can see my good friends, Jo White and Bonnie Larson, part of the Team who made that party such a success!
Sunday, July 5, 2009
One Fine Show for July 4th - Clay Walker and Houston: You Did Yourselves Proud!
We watched (on TV) as Clay Walker gave an standing outdoor audience of about 100,000 the show of a lifetime.
There was a tribute to NASA who will celebrate July 20, 1965 - 40 years since Alan Shepherd landed on the moon. Do you recall where you were when you heard those words:
"One Small step for man . . . One giant leap for mankind", voiced by Astronaut Alan Shepherd"? Can it really be 40 years ago?
There was a magnificent fireworks display to music - Big like Texas!
No tax dollars paid for this concert which was underwritten by Shell Windenergy.
Clay Walker just sang and sang - with most of the audience singing along with him - until his shirt was soaked with perspiration and his hair soaking wet.
As an aside, Clay Walker is a Texan himself and his Galveston home was damaged during Hurricane Ike. He is currently living in the Nashville area.
Thanks for some truly fine entertainment!
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