tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51395515609319549092024-03-14T10:01:22.747-07:00This side of the RoadJoycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.comBlogger1148125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-68726935360179616442016-02-12T11:26:00.001-08:002016-02-12T11:26:04.519-08:00Stark Photos for Pat.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ailene Stark (Babe)<br />
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John Stark with his aunt, Henrietta Blankenship Patton. She was sister to Georgia Anna and her grandson, Bill Patton, is the one who gave me this treasure of an album.<br />
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Inez in college yearbook<br />
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Inez and John about seven years old<br />
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Inez and John Stark<br />
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Inez and John Stark<br />
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Inez Stark<br />
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Inez and John Stark<br />
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John and Inez Stark<br />
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John and Inez Stark<br />
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John Stark<br />
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Lola Stark<br />
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Lola Stark<br />
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Lola Stark about 10 years old<br />
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Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-25592502798661530992016-01-15T08:10:00.000-08:002016-01-15T08:10:13.831-08:00I didn't win the Power BallI didn't win -- and we can only guess how many people can say those words. Ha! Like I even thought it would happen. Still...you gotta buy at least one when the pot gets that big. I'm sitting here watching one of the winners being interviewed on the Today Show. Glad it was ordinary folks.<br />
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Looked over the Oscar nominees and realized I haven't seen even one of them this year. Now I'm going to shop around and investigate which ones I can pay-for-view at home or rent from RedBox. Here's a round-up of ones I wouldn't mind seeing, along with the rating they got on IMDB.<br />
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<u>20 movies up for Oscar Awards</u><o:p></o:p></div>
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The Big Short 8.0 -
Ryan Gosling<o:p></o:p></div>
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Four denizens of the world of high-finance predict the
credit and housing bubble collapse of the mid-2000s, and decide to take on the
big banks for their greed and lack of foresight.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bridge of Spies 7.8 – Tom Hanks<o:p></o:p></div>
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During the Cold War, an American lawyer is recruited to
defend an arrested Soviet spy in court, and then help the CIA facilitate an
exchange of the spy for the Soviet captured American U2 spy plane pilot,
Francis Gary Powers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Brooklyn 7.8 Jim
Broadbent<o:p></o:p></div>
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An Irish immigrant lands in 1950s Brooklyn, where she
quickly falls into a romance with a local. When her past catches up with her,
however, she must choose between two countries and the lives that exist within.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mad Max: Fury Road
8.2 Tom Hardy, Charlize Theron<o:p></o:p></div>
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A woman rebels against a tyrannical ruler in post-apocalyptic
Australia in search for her homeland with the help of a group of female
prisoners, a psychotic worshiper, and a drifter named Max.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Martian 8.1 Matt Damon<o:p></o:p></div>
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During a manned mission to Mars, Astronaut Mark Watney is
presumed dead after a fierce storm and left behind by his crew. But Watney has
survived and finds himself stranded and alone on the hostile planet. With only
meager supplies, he must draw upon his ingenuity, wit and spirit to subsist and
find a way to signal to Earth that he is alive.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Revenant –
8.3 Leonardo DeCaprio<o:p></o:p></div>
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A frontiersman on a fur trading expedition in the 1820's
fights for survival after being mauled by a bear and left for dead by members
of his own hunting team.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Room – 8.3 Brie
Larson<o:p></o:p></div>
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After five-year-old Jack and his mother escape from the
enclosed surroundings that Jack has known his entire life, the boy makes a
thrilling discovery.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Spotlight - 8.3
Mark Ruffalo, Michael Keaton,<o:p></o:p></div>
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The true story of how the Boston Globe uncovered the
massive scandal of child molestation and cover-up within the local Catholic
Archdiocese, shaking the entire Catholic Church to its core.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Trumbo – 7.5 Bryan Cranston, Diane Lane, Helen Mirren<o:p></o:p></div>
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In 1947, Dalton Trumbo was Hollywood's top screenwriter,
until he and other artists were jailed and blacklisted for their political
beliefs.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Steve Jobs - 7.5
Michael Fassbender, Kate Winslett, Seth Rogan<o:p></o:p></div>
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Steve Jobs takes us behind the scenes of the digital
revolution, to paint a portrait of the man at its epicenter. The story unfolds
backstage at three iconic product launches, ending in 1998 with the unveiling
of the iMac.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Danish Girl - 6.6 -
Eddie Redmayne<o:p></o:p></div>
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A fictitious love story loosely inspired by the lives of
Danish artists Lili Elbe and Gerda Wegener. Lili and Gerda's marriage and work
evolve as they navigate Lili's groundbreaking journey as a transgender pioneer.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Carol – 7.6 Cate
Blanchett, Rooney Mara<o:p></o:p></div>
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An aspiring photographer develops an intimate
relationship with an older woman.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Joy – 6.7 Joy
Lawrence, Robert DeNiro<o:p></o:p></div>
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Joy is the story of the title character, who rose to
become founder and matriarch of a powerful family business dynasty.<o:p></o:p></div>
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45 years -
7.4 Charlotte Rampling<o:p></o:p></div>
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A married couple preparing to celebrate their wedding
anniversary receive shattering news that promises to forever change the course
of their lives.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Hateful Eight – 8.1
Samuel Jackson, Kurt Russell, Jennifer Jason Leigh<o:p></o:p></div>
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In the dead of a Wyoming winter, a bounty hunter and his
prisoner find shelter in a cabin currently inhabited by a collection of
nefarious characters.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Trainwreck – 6.4
Amy Schumer<o:p></o:p></div>
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Having thought that monogamy was never possible, a
commitment-phobic career woman may have to face her fears when she meets a good
guy.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Spy - 7.1 Melissa McCarthy<o:p></o:p></div>
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A desk-bound CIA analyst volunteers to go undercover to
infiltrate the world of a deadly arms dealer, and prevent diabolical global
disaster.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Concussion -
7.1 Will Smith, Alec Baldwin<o:p></o:p></div>
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In Pittsburgh, accomplished pathologist Dr. Bennet Omalu
uncovers the truth about brain damage in football players who suffer repeated
concussions in the course of normal play.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Empire – 7.9
Terrance Howard<o:p></o:p></div>
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A hip-hop mogul must choose between his three sons who
are battling for control over his multi-million dollar company, while his
ex-wife schemes to get what's hers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Creed – 8.0
Sylvester Stallone,<o:p></o:p></div>
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The twins have completed their driving courses but still have several "driving" outings to do. Hunter drives my car pretty much every time we go anywhere. He lives and breathes cars so he's a lot more comfortable behind the wheel than Maddie is. Yesterday I had him hose down my car because the mud buildup on it accumulates way too fast and you have to be super careful getting in and out of the car or you get dirt all over your clothes. I'm going to invest in mud flaps soon to see if it won't help a little bit. I had to laugh when I was explaining my frustration of the mud to Hunter and how I hoped he could get the mud flaps installed for me. He said he could and mentioned that if his truck had this, it would be considered way cool! </div>
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Picked up the twins at driving school when we got back in town and since we were a little late arriving, I treated them to burgers at Frugals 'cause they were short of time. Had to attend teen court. I sure was happy to get home and into my jammies.<br />
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Spent this morning catching up on little odds and ends around here. Amazing how your to-do list grows if you spend the day away from the house all day. One job I decided to tackle was to park the car on the front lawn and hose it down. I've had such a winter problem with mud that people often get their pants dirty climbing in and out of the doors. I tried wiping it down with paper towels but it was so thick I wasn't getting anywhere and my back was killing me. It's kind of hard to attach that hose but I think it's the only way I can manage to stay ahead of the caked on mud during the rainy season.<br />
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I won $4 on my power ticket so cashed it in to get one ticket for the next drawing and one ticket for Match 4 where the odds are much better. Stopped at the UPS store to return a pair of pjs I bought for Jen for her birthday later this month but they didn't fit right. I do like the ease of returning with Amazon Prime. There's a cutting board she's got her eye on at Costco so I guess I'll look for it next time I'm in Sequim. I got a gift card from Mary and Andy (much to my delight and surprise) so buying a gift will be all the more fun.<br />
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I spent a good part of my morning trying to figure out why my 'Tune In' radio feature on Roku isn't coming in. None of the stations are and I've been listening to them for a long time. Two of them are especially favorites. KIXI 880 AM and KSQM in Sequim. I can get them on my computer but not on the tv. Guess I'm going to have to investigate more.<br />
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I've about given up trying to get a list of my TV channels on the guide menu on my smart tv. Jen thinks perhaps because I don't have the higher tier on cable is why it won't give me a menu of the listed stations. I've written them all down myself and typed them up to have by my chair so I'll just have to scroll through until I get to where I want to be. I can punch in 100 but then I have to scroll up or down to get the various channels in the 100 range. Kind of hard to explain. I am thrilled, though, that I can even get these stations.<br />
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Here's a selfie that Jen and I took on the ferry plus another out the window. Glasses reflected too much to make it worth while.<br />
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Well, best get back to that to-do list now.Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-28415377417895939332016-01-05T08:47:00.002-08:002016-01-05T08:47:22.712-08:00Tidying up in the officeI decided I needed to clean up my computer a bit and once I start deleting and filing and sorting, I'm usually held captive in this room as I find more and more things "out of place" or that need to go to the great recycle trash bin in the sky. Sometimes I'm sidetracked when I have to stop and read how to maneuver or perform the particular thing I want to do. I managed to delete my favorites list from Google Chrome that I had moved over from Explorer so I had to go back and relearn how to put it back again.<br />
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I noticed my roku on the tv wasn't picking up any radio stations so now I have to go to that website for help. I noticed my sign in needed a password and of course, I don't have one listed anywhere that I can find. And my age was listed as 70 so while it may be somewhere in this mess, darned if I can find it now. I think I'll rejoin using a different email address. I do have three to choose from.<br />
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Jenni and I were scheduled to drive to Bainbridge Island ferry this morning but thankfully, she changed her appt to tomorrow morning. The roads were looking so treacherous yesterday a.m. I was dreading having to get out there on them. The rains have returned, thank god, and the cold snap seems to have passed. It does look awfully "strange" outside right now, though. So dark. Obviously a large cloud is hanging over the town. At least I hope that's all it is. We're either going to get a really hard rainfall or dare I type it... some snow. I refuse to believe that. It has to be a rain cloud.<br />
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Once I get my computer cleaned up I think I'm gonna head back to the sewing room. Have been wanting to work on applique patterns a bit and have a fabulous Sunbonnet Sue book with a lot of cute designs. This one is Monday - Wash Day but I haven't added the wording yet.<br />
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Maddie called requesting a pick up at the school at 4:30 so I think I'll hold off running my errands until later this afternoon. Need to fill up on gas, get a few groceries, buy a power ball, and return some library books. I finished watched season 4 of Homeland last night. I got so involved in it that I had to stay up until midnight to see what happened. Now I have to wait a year or more for the next season to become available.<br />
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Jenni gave me a book on making cakes in a cup so I might take a stab at that later today. Also have my latest jigsaw puzzle in process but it's proving to be a real toughie. The pieces are such that it's hard to tell if they actually belong. I read the reviews online and most everybody complained about this feature. I can't even get the border done because most of the pieces are exactly the same.<br />
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I got on my exercise bike yesterday and oh lordy, was it ever hard! Am determined, though, to use it daily (if only for ten minutes at a time) until I can pedal without pain. Been so long since I climbed onboard that it's going to take a while to get over the hump. It's a high bike so I have to use a little step stool to climb up onto it. So pathetic.<br />
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Well, I've procrastinated long enough. Time to get back to the chores at hand.Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-31885028405894417462016-01-03T09:47:00.001-08:002016-01-03T10:00:02.041-08:00Playing Around with my BlogDecided I needed to post a few new pictures on my blog. Always takes me a while to figure out where to go to do what on this website. Guess I better take the time to read up on the little details I've been putting off until another day. Always fun to change the font a bit and background colors but sometimes it gets to be too much of a chore when you're given too many choices.<br />
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Woke up to 28 degrees and it looks like it's gonna stay cold all day long. Sure hope it breaks soon as this iciness is getting old. Not much on my agenda except to finish up this quilt I managed to get tied yesterday. Sure had problems with it but hopefully, the hemming of the edges will go quickly. <br />
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Also began work on my Christmas jigsaw puzzle. It's of my childhood neighborhood and darned if it isn't one difficult thing to put together. Glad there are only 400 pieces. It will keep me occupied as I sit and watch the Seahawks later this afternoon. Will finish up Season 4 of Homeland too and I hate to see that end. Man, is it getting good.<br />
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I'm sitting here with a cup of coffee using the chocolate spoons that Maddie made for Christmas gifts. It's chocolate wrapped around a plastic spoon that you let melt in your coffee. Pretty tasty too.<br />
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Had to turn off the TV after my favorite Sunday Morning News show because Face the Nation was featuring that blowhard Trump and I refuse to allow his voice to be heard in this house. Looking forward to the election being done so we can hear a little less from the egotist. I wouldn't be surprised, though, to see him run again someday. The publicity he's received is like opium for him. He can't get enough attention. And I will never understand how popular he's grown with so many folks. Anybody can bluster loud about how they're gonna' make the world better but I'm fascinated that so many are taken in by him. It's scary really. People aren't thinking. They're being led around by their nose. Strange.<br />
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Well, I'm gonna have to get up and start moving. Poor ole body just can't take prolonged periods in front of the computer. At least not this morning. Here's a photo I just saw on Facebook from Astoria Oregon. Fabulous!<br />
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<br />Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-64409040463834783132016-01-01T17:11:00.001-08:002016-01-02T07:55:51.228-08:00The 1st day of the yearIt's 4:50 p.m. and I don't believe I have talked to one single person today. I hope that isn't an indication of how the year is going to go. Ha! Still, I've had a nice first day of the year. I got up at 7 and that was better than the 5 & 6 a.m.s I've been experiencing. I've slept in here on the single bed the last two nights as I had moved the memory foam mattress in here thinking I needed a firmer mattress on my double bed. Found my shoulders and back were just causing me too much discomfort so back to the foam I go again. This has become a back and forth routine with me as I struggle to find comfort in sleeping.<br />
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I fixed myself a hot breakfast and began my morning browsing on the computer. Facebook mostly but I worked a crossword puzzle, as well. Made some popcorn to throw out to the birds and set out a fresh batch of sugar water for the hummingbirds<br />
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Decided it was time to get back to work on my latest quilt so I set it out on the table to begin pinning it together. For some reason, I had a lot of problems getting it aligned. I started over a couple times and on the third try, I found that whatever I'm doing wrong isn't going to be resolved. I finished pinning it and decided (as usual) I will play around with it when I'm ready to sew it together on the outside borders. I know darn well I had enough bottom material so I don't know why I couldn't get it even. Typical for my blankets so nothing new there!<br />
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I finished knitting a pair of slippers last night while watching Homeland. Man, but that's a topnotch good show! I'll start season four tonight.<br />
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I also started the jigsaw puzzle that Sue gave me for Christmas. It's the map of my neighborhood growing up and the center piece is in the shape of a house. It's fun to look for pieces that say Kuhn Street and Cape George Rd, etc.<br />
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Yesterday, Joyce Lee and I went to Elwha Casino for an hour and a half. We came home with less money. Typical.<br />
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Saw this picture on facebook of Jake trying to escape from his crib. Those baby monitors are fun to watch.<br />
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Also saw this picture on fb today of cousin Lee Arey at Kai Tai Nursing home sitting with Norm Sather.<br />
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Tomorrow I intend to do much the same as today. Quilting, puzzle, and browsing the net. Will watch the Seahawks on Sunday and drive to Bainbridge ferry on Tuesday so Jenni can see her neurologist at Swedish. She had exploratory surgery day before yesterday and they removed a little endometriosis. Poor thing has had a hard year.<br />
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Well, I guess I'd best get off this computer for a while. I thought about making some New Years' resolutions and then decided the hell with it. Although I will try to get my act together regarding diet and exercise. Yeah, I know. We all say that. I've been saying it all my life and still haven't quite figured it out. ha haJoycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-18592528571086818002015-12-30T08:44:00.002-08:002015-12-30T08:44:58.294-08:00Baby, it's Cold outside!It's 8 a.m. and in the low 30's outside. Brrr.... I got up around 6, brewed coffee, and sat down with a piece of toast to browse the net. Always look forward to Wednesday mornings so I can look over the E-edition of the PT Leader. But nope...not there yet! So I guess I'll blog instead. I suppose the weather and icy roads might have something to do with why the Leader isn't appearing although I can't quite grasp the whole scenario since we're talking "on-line" and not the hard copy. Oh well, it's not the end of the world.<br />
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I had a pretty good day yesterday. Got a lot of odds and ends done. Even drove the car through the car wash downtown. It was filthy and I just couldn't talk my back into hooking up the outside hose and washing it down in the driveway. We're supposed to have cold and sunny weather all week so at least it will stay halfway clean for a while. Doesn't take long for that boxy white car to turn into a sooty mess.<br />
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I picked up Jenni at 7:15 and dropped her at the short stay entrance of the hospital where she'll undergo exploratory surgery. Hopefully, she'll finally get some answers to why she's had so much difficulty with stomach pain. The nurses will call me when she ready to be picked up again. Later this afternoon I'll take Maddie up to the high school so she can work the concession booth at the basketball game.<br />
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The washing machine is running with a small load of very dirty rags from a bucket in the garage.<br />Been meaning to wash them up for some time. They were an accumulation of rags I wiped down the outside of the car with so I could see out the back window or climb in without getting mud all over my pant leg. Sitting on the kitchen table is 4 very full photo boxes that I intend to sort through today. Another overdue project. I need to dispose of some of them as they're more or less just duplicates but it's always hard for me to throw away a picture. Course I won't have that much of a problem with ones of me. For some reason, I look pretty pathetic in most all pictures I appear in these days. <br />
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I put away all the Christmas decorations yesterday and vacuumed the house and mopped the kitchen and bathrooms. I was just a little whirlwind of activity. Once I get these pictures in order, I intend to set up a jigsaw puzzle I got for Christmas. It will be one I'll frame for the wall. Sue bought it at LL Bean and it's an aerial map view of my childhood neighborhood in Port Townsend. I can't wait to see it completed.<br />
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I called somebody who may or may not be able to come over and help me program my new Smart TV that Mary and Andy gave me for Christmas. I sure am enjoying it. I borrowed her latest season of Homeland while visiting so I've been wrapped up in that during the evening. I sit there bundled up with a blanket and work on these knitted slippers I'm making.<br />
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I hung up my new calendars even though January 1st is a few days off. I do love new calendars. And, as usual, I'm taking a couple of my old calendars and sticking them up in the closet for safe keeping. Sometimes you just cannot throw away those fabulous scenes. I've got a bird calendar I bought from Current Catalog hanging in here and a PT Gathering Place calendar in the kitchen. My Downton Abby desk calendar is sitting by my recliner and I have my First Federal Calendar near my computer. It will be the one I mark up each month with reminder notes.<br />
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I really lucked out at Christmas this year. Mary and Andy also gave me a very generous gift card to Costco along with Andy's old tablet. It's taking a little getting used to but it's way better than checking my email from my recliner than using my phone. One of my favorite gifts from Jenni was this book on making cakes in a cup. She also provided cocoa powder, flower, vanilla, and two cups. I do love cake. Ha!<br />
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Had an electrician come in a couple days ago because I couldn't understand why my heat never turned off. Sure enough, it was the thermostat that needed replacing. So nice to hear it turn on and off now. I knew having to manually adjust it all the time wasn't right. It's so cold this morning that I turned the heat on in the sewing room -- just in case I decide to get back there and play around. I've been buying material and am anxious to settle in at the machine again. Must do those pictures first, however.<br />
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Tomorrow I'm picking up Joyce Lee and we're heading to 7 Cedars for lunch with Linda and Joanne. IF Joyce and I both win (very unlikely as I'm never lucky) we might hit Elwha Casino later that night. It would be early, though. Like 6 pm. Joyce says they have a free buffet on New Years Eve that is pretty good. I can't really afford to gamble right now but it would be kind of fun to do something to close out the old year. We'll see....<br />
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Facebook put up a picture on my timeline yesterday of "two years ago" and it brought back happy memories.<br />
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Below is their Christmas card this year....<br />
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And here's one from Catie and Brandon (which made me laugh). They spent the holidays in Utah. Even drove there themselves. You can do stuff like that when you're young and fearless.<br />
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Well, washer just clicked off so I'd best get in there so I can move on to the picture project early. Have a Happy New Year!Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-43357045973274346602015-12-28T16:33:00.002-08:002015-12-28T16:36:29.157-08:00For My RelativesAlways fun to read something about family members. My Christmas letter from Katy Mason this year was especially interesting. Katy is the daughter of Ann Evans. Ann is the daughter of Arthur Blankenship, my dad's oldest brother.<br />
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Ann married William Evans in Tacoma in 1959. Katy was their only child. I always knew Bill worked in a bakery but I didn't really know much more about their family. Katy shared a link in her Christmas letter which I'm saving for my genealogy files. The article in the Tacoma News Tribune read:<br />
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When Patti Jeffrey and Bob Gunderson were house-hunting
in Tacoma 15 years ago, the one thing they knew they wanted was an older home.<o:p></o:p></div>
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What they bought was a two-story house in the
Oakland-Madrona neighborhood, built in 1910.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“We looked in the windows here and it was a perfect
layout, absolutely charming,” Jeffrey said. “It was stripped bare, no carpets
on the floors. So we had a blank canvas.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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What they eventually learned was that they’d bought a
history far richer than they could’ve imagined.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Inside a wall, in what had been an attic, they found a
bread label from Evans Bakery.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I was curious, so I did a little investigating and found
a website with information on the family,” Jeffrey said. “And I found we had
this marvelous history with a bakery that was directly across the street.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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From the early 1920s through the ’90s, Evans Bakery was a
family operation. And the Greek family that had owned the bakery all those
years had also owned the house that Jeffrey and Gunderson now owned.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Then history came calling.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Bill Evans had run the business after his father died,
and liked to drop by the bakery, even after the family had sold it. When he
did, he’d stop by the house,” Jeffrey said. “He’d tell us stories about the
house, his family, the bakery. We loved it.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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The more Jeffrey looked into the Evans family, the more
people she found. One of those was Katy Mason, a Tacoma woman who was Bill
Evans’ daughter.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Patti said my dad visited six or seven times,” Mason
said. “He was very sociable, loved to chat. That was his job with the bakery.
He was an actual baker, and delivered bread throughout the city, so he talked
to customers.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Evans” was the name the family had shortened from
Evangelou. Two Greek brothers, Louie and Peter, migrated to Tacoma about 1917.
Louie worked for small bakeries in the downtown area, then bought a building at
3812 S. Wright Ave.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was a bakery with a small apartment in the rear of the
building, a tiny grocery in the front and a full-service gas pump outside.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“A few years after they bought the bakery, they bought
this house,” Jeffrey said. “We still get junk mail addressed ‘Evans.’”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Over several generations, Evans Bakery was essentially a
neighborhood employment agency. Most families in the area had one member or
another who worked for the bakery, for the small retail store, or as drivers
for a fleet of trucks in the ’30s and ’40s.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mason spent a lot of time in the house across the street
from the bakery when her grandparents owned it. Her father, his brothers and
his sister, Ethel, all grew up in the house — and stayed there until they
married.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I spent lot of nights with grandma at the house,” Mason
said. “Dad worked across the street, mom worked full time, so I’d get dropped
off in the summers and spent days with grandma.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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By 1998, Bill Evans was the last of the family still
working at the bakery. He sold it to Gavin and Cindy Jury, who operate the
bakery today as Baker Boys Northwest.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“They’ve kept the bakery much the same as it was, and
they even left old pictures of the bakery and the Evans family on the walls,”
Mason said.<o:p></o:p></div>
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What of the remodeled, former Evans home and its previous
occupants?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bill Evans died in 2013. Mason and her aunt Ethel, who
lives on Camano Island, hadn’t been to the house since the early ’90s. Last
weekend, Mason accepted an invitation from Jeffrey to visit.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I felt my grandmother there as soon as I walked in,”
Mason said. “Patti kept it historically accurate while updating some things. It
really seemed like walking into grandmother’s house again.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“It was funny, because I wanted to see what Patti had
done to the house, and Patti wanted to know how my grandmother had done the
inside.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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For all the years the Evans family lived there — and at
times there were as many as six or seven in the house — there was only one
bathroom.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“They were probably just glad it was indoors,” Mason
said, laughing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“The home is lovely, and at one point I stood looking out
the window at the bakery across the street. For just a moment, I felt like I
was waiting for dad to come home.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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A photo of Louie Evans selling doughnuts in the 1940's
hangs on the wall of Baker Boys bakery in Tacoma on Monday,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Read more here: <a href="http://www.thenewstribune.com/news/local/news-columns-blogs/larry-larue/article33221112.html#storylink=cpy">http://www.thenewstribune.com/news/local/news-columns-blogs/larry-larue/article33221112.html#storylink=cpy</a><o:p></o:p></div>
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Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-62104869758534451492015-12-28T05:59:00.001-08:002015-12-28T05:59:29.621-08:00Last week of the yearWell, here it is -- 5 a.m. I woke up two hours ago and decided at 3:45 I might as well get up. Course I've done nothing but yawn for the last hour so I'm fairly certain a recliner nap will occur at some point. I had half a dozen little chores on my to-do list today and have already crossed off half of them. Still need to undecorate the house and take down the outside lights but that shouldn't take all that long as I didn't put out my whole collection this year.<br />
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I've been sneezing a little too much in the last hour or so and I've got my fingers crossed that it doesn't indicate a cold is coming on. The house was really cold when I got home from Renton yesterday. I turned the heat on around noon and since the thermostat has a mind of its own and doesn't turn off, I finally turned it off myself at 3 a.m. Gotta get an electrician out here to look it over.<br />
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Other chores include getting the car cleaned up a bit. Not inside as much as the outside. It gets so muddy so fast, it just seems useless to even bother paying to go through the drive-thru. I plan on wiping it down myself although I suppose I could hook up the hose and give it a quick wash. Not sure I want to go to all that trouble, though. Hooking up the hose isn't the easiest chore for me. Still, I have to make some effort to get the crud off. You have to be careful climbing in and out or you get mud marks across the back of your pant leg.<br />
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Outside of those two chores, my list is quite short. Clean the toilets and shower mat and set out nectar for the hummingbirds. Maybe I'll sit down and try to stay ahead of my picture sorting. It does have a tendency to get away from me fast. Took a ton of pictures in Renton this past weekend but managed to whittle them down to just a few. Same with videos. I had maybe 9 videos and downloaded just three short ones. I'll add them here even though I already put them on Facebook.<br />
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And here are some of the photos that made the final cut.....<br />
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Jenni made various yard stones for some of her gifts this year. Andy's had tools embedded in his<br />
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It amazed me how Jake took time with every gift (even books). This one was a Richard Scarry book, who he is especially fond of.<br />
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Dean and Candi Johnson bought this electric go-cart for him and he delighted showing us how well he could maneuver through the house.<br />
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Hunter took a few minutes to shoot baskets with Jake's nerf ball set<br />
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Mary was right there to help him get around and remind him to turn...turn...turn<br />
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Jake & Andy share a laugh while opening presents<br />
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He's such a little mimic. He opened this delicate Xmas decoration and people ohhed and ahhed. So he did too and then he took it to the tree. Nothing quite so cute as a two-year-old oohing over a gift.<br />
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I watched him as he played with his train set and seemed to carry on quite a conversation with himself.<br />
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I had to watch everything he did this weekend and was fascinated at well he used a spoon while eating yogurt and fruit. He eats everything put in front of him and enjoyed the prime rib too.<br />
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This cute little guy is a suitcase on wheels. He received it from his aunt & uncle in Penn.<br />
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Two family group pictures at the dinner table. As you can see, Jake is more interested in cartoons.<br />
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I think he might end up being left-handed as he hit the ball everytime but was using his left hand to do it.<br />
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Here's some photos from Christmas eve at Wayne and Jenni's house....<br />
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This was my favorite I took that night<br />
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The twins with their "other" grandparents, Kathy & Ed<br />
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I think I'm boring Sammy.<br />
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Hard to believe they'll have their driver's license soon<br />
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I didn't send out cards this year but did mail off a handful of Xmas postcards. I received about twenty or so cards and this one was my favorite. A National Geographic form Linda Brooks.<br />
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I also got a kick out of my granddaughter Catie's card with her and Brandon shown with Santa.<br />
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And last but not least...Andy, Mary and Jacob's card....<br />
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(it had more salutations but I trimmed it down just to show the photo)<br />
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And that's it for this early morning. Time to get dressed and see to those chores. Have a good week.Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-61673284204589189782015-12-23T14:03:00.003-08:002015-12-23T14:03:40.287-08:00Almost Xmas EveI took the twins into town as they had some last minute shopping they wanted to do. Walmart's parking lot was packed but (for a change) all the checkouts were being used instead of just a couple. I wanted to buy a little more yarn so I wandered back to the sewing section while they each went in their own direction. Much to my delight we all got what we wanted quickly and it was back to the car in record time.<br />
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Hunter wanted to drive and I need to let him so I handed over the keys. Amazes me the little odds and ends they're teaching me about my own car and driving rules in general. He lowered my steering wheel, for example, and said it's not supposed to be near your face. I guess because of the airbags. I didn't know that. Also didn't know how to move the steering column. Anyhow, we headed home and I treated them to burgers and fries at a take-out place on our side of town called 'The 8th Street Bridge." It was pretty good too.<br />
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I told them that as soon as my Match 4 numbers hit, I'm ordering a truckload of gravel for their folks. So hard to maneuver around the mud getting in and out of the car in their driveway. I think the place needs a drainage field too because when it rains hard for several days, their front lawn ends up looking like a small pool.<br />
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I finished this small flannel baby quilt for Linda's niece today. Gonna take it to the casino next time we go so I can avoid skyhigh postage. Especially since the postage cost would outweigh the worth of the blanket. I really shouldn't even give it. I should start a fresh one and do a good job. But that's not my way. ha ha<br />
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This is supposed to be the top but it would probably work better for the bottom as it's such a crazy mix. I had some squares cut out already of baby design and some blue flowers so I sewed them up intending to use this other blue receiving blanket (one of Jakes) for the back. The front was too small so I found some leftover baby blanket material and sewed that on. It still didn't fit so I went and bought some pink flannel. Once that was sewn on, I really had a pathetic blanket on my hands. I didn't let that stop me, though. I added batting to the middle, attached the blue blanket to the back and proceeded to tie it together. Decided I'd machine quilt it in places and then (naturally) I had a few puckers going. Didn't matter, though. I was on a roll. Finished the edges and called it good! Figured if nothing else, it can be used on the floor so baby can puke on it. Ha ha<br />
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As soon as I finish this blog, I'm proceeding into the sewing room to gather up all the material I've bought recently. Intend to wash it all up even though it means I'll have to iron it afterwards. I finally figured out that I suspect the sizing chemicals or whatever you call it that they add to material is what was making my eyes so uncomfortable and itchy. I was doing a lot of sewing but didn't connect it until I quit sewing, my eyes cleared up, and when I started to resew, they flared again.<br />
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Oh, here comes the rain again. That's okay, though. Just don't need to see any white flakes. Am going over to Jen's tomorrow night and we're taking off for Renton on Christmas morning. Jacob is two years old today. Here's the picture Mary posted on Facebook. It's already got 135 "likes."<br />
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I met Mary Norton for lunch yesterday. I shopped in Bay Variety next door and was reminded of May's Variety in PT when I was a kid.<br />
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Had Sue and Paul and a friend of theirs over for dinner on Sunday. Jenni stopped in for a bit too.<br />
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me, Sue, Jenni<br />
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Paul and Tucker "with Buddy"<br />
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Other pictures I saw on Facebook and decided to keep for my collection include the following......<br />
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my cousin, Grant Walker, when he was a boy and fed chickens on the farm<br />
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Joanne & Patty Plattner as children visiting Santa at the Dry Goods Store in Port Townsend<br />
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Cousin Linda Wheat on the left at work in Louisville<br />
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Ruth Kvinsland with her grand kids, Robert and Sissy<br />
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My cousin, Tyler Johnson, with his wife Amber and five kids ---- so darn cute!<br />
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a ferry boat in Port Townsend Bay that I liked so much, I had it enlarged and framed. Not sure who took it.<br />
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Well, must get to that laundry chore now and just remembered I need to make a label for that baby blanket that kind of looks like it was made by somebody who is unstable. <br />
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Have a Merry Christmas. I probably won't get back to blogging until next week.Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-25736322245286493942015-12-19T15:29:00.003-08:002015-12-19T15:29:56.525-08:00I think I'm ready for Santa NowMan, it was cold outside this morning. I sure was glad I didn't have to go anywhere except for the alleyway to pull the garbage bins back up into the yard. I did end up making a quick Safeway run as I gave all my goodies away and had nothing left in the house for me. Ha! Like I need goodies. But oh well, it is Christmas.<br />
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I made a library run too. Once I settled into the sewing room, I discovered that most of my audio books were not going to play on my CD player. It could be my player but I suspect checking books out of the library that have been through several playings is more apt to be the reason for skipping. At any rate, I grabbed half a dozen more to bring home. The gift shop had some cool quilt books on sale too so I bought three of them.<br />
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Stopped by the Airport Nursery to price bird seed but it's just too dang expensive. The birds are gonna have to rely on richer people doling out their winter seed. Thought about buying Sammy a toy but they were out of my pocketbook range too. They had a lot of neat stuff I would have liked to buy...bamboo mobiles, neat bird feeders, garden decorations, flowers, etc. but I decided to just browse today.<br />
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I saw the neatest video posted on Facebook. I'm going to have to go to Youtube and see if I can find it so I can post it here. Here it is:<br />
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And no, I haven't a clue how it's done. It is fake, though. Has to be.<br />
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Drove into Hadlock and Port Townsend yesterday to deliver a few presents and cookie packages. Joyce Lee Adams went with me and obliged being the photographer so I could get pictures everywhere we stopped. These aren't in the order that we stopped but Blogger lets me drag a whole bunch of photos at once now instead of one at a time. Quicker and easier.<br />
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Barbara Shaw and Joyce Adams. Joyce's sister, Carolyn, married a relative of Barb's and Barb remembered going to their wedding.<br />
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me and Barb in her living room<br />
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me and cousin Lee at Life Care Center<br />
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Mike Hammers and Norm Sather were at the next table<br />
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Janie and me at her apartment<br />
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Ruth's caregiver, Jeannette Barnhouse<br />
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Joyce and Joyce at Dana and Lill's house<br />
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me, Kelly Brebberman, and Clarence<br />
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Laura Lammers and me (Bill & Teresa Arey weren't home)<br />
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My brother, Les and me<br />
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Les, me, Kris, Brend'n, Bill Rust<br />
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Lill and me (Dana was bike riding)<br />
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Linda and me<br />
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Kris' llama and goats<br />
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Some of Linda's decorations. (Her whole house is Christmas)<br />
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An ornament Linda gave me. I just love it.<br />
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My nephew Eddie's dog<br />
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the guy sleeping at Linda's house<br />
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a 3000-pc jigsaw puzzle she did.<br />
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Andy and Mary took Jake on the Santa train to North Bend today. She sent me these photos.<br />
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Well, I tidied up my sewing room and think I'll mess around in there for a while. Am having Sue and Paul for dinner tomorrow and then I'll go to Jen's Thursday night. Off to Renton Christmas morning and before you know it.....2016 will be upon us.<br />
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There was a time when I baked a lot. Now (in my declining years) I'm finding that everything having to do with cooking preparation, baking, and clean-up is nothing but TOO MUCH WORK! But...it is Christmas and I've already let some of the other chores go by the wayside. Christmas letter, cards, tree, decorations, big meal, etc. Even my wrapping is being done with an eye towards speed just to get it off my list. No ribbons, bows, cute doodads or charming little to and from tags. Just slap on a name and throw it in the pile! Ha Ha<br /><br />Standing in the kitchen for a long period of time (and many times even a short period of time) leaves me with an aching back and looking for a chair. I've managed to learn how to do things in steps and pre-arranging. Got out my recipes and all the ingredients and utensils needed. Tried to keep ahead of the game by washing dishes as I went.<br /><br />I made two pans of fudge a couple days ago so I cut it up and wrapped up the pieces in 2 to 4 pieces each per package. Took that colorful tray of tin foil goodies and set it in the utility room, off the garage, which stays a little cooler if I keep the door closed. Next I made up a pan of brownies, cut them up and put in individual little bags alongside the various packages of candy I bought at the dollar store.<br /><br />I decided to plow ahead and at least get the dough made for the four recipes I decided on for this year...... pumpkin chocolate chip, snickerdoodles, sugar cookies, and a new one made with a chocolate cake mix, chocolate chips, and white chocolate peppermint creamer. An easy recipe a friend shared on Facebook from the Safeway page.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After cooking the spoon size dough, you drizzle a glaze on made from powdered sugar and the coffee creamer. Then you sprinkle on crushed candy cane. They're really kind of pretty. After making these up, I went ahead and cooked the snickerdoodles. I thought about getting all the baking done but one of the snickerdoodles ran off the side of the cookie sheet onto the element below. House stinks to high heaven but I can't clean it up until the oven cools down. That made up my mind to cook the last two cookie doughs tomorrow morning.<br /><br />I think I might make my Port Townsend deliveries on Friday. I should have all the packages made up by then, and hopefully, this dang sinus problem will be gone. Not sure what's going on but my eyes have been very uncomfortable and itchy. Headache coming and going too so I'm thinking it might be weather related. I'm looking forward to the return of rain just to see if that clears up whatever I'm dealing with.<br /><br />Picked up the twins at 9 this morning and took them to school. Will pick them up at 3:30 to take them to driving school. Tomorrow I'll pick up Hunter a second time for a driving lesson. I guess it will be his turn at school so he has to get an excused absence. The driving school is separate from the high school and is situated downtown.<br /><br />Andy and Mary let me bring home my Christmas present early when I was over there last weekend.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I couldn't believe it. A smart TV. Damn thing is smarter than I am too. Hunter hooked it up so I can at least watch it but I have to learn how to do everything else and I'm a slow learner from ebooks. Right now all I can do is scroll until I find something I want to watch. Apparently I have to name the stations myself. Sigh....<br /><br />Yesterday I managed to get a piece posted on my Town Kid blog on the Leader website.<br />www.ptleader.com "Christmas Means Remembering". Thankfully, I had a few people contribute their stories.<br /><br />Next Sunday I'm having my oldest daughter and her husband over for dinner, and then on Christmas morning, I'll drive back over to Mary and Andy's. Jenni and the twins will come too. We had Jake's 2nd birthday party on Dec. 12. He got a bouncy house. ha ha Plus a ton of other stuff.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I stopped in Gig Harbor on the way home and gave cousin Cindy some of Jake's old clothes for her new twin grandbabies. Driving all the way to Mary's and back was a huge step for me as I'm a real weenie about freeway traffic. Unfortunately, the rain was coming down in buckets all the way there!<br /><br />When I got back on the peninsula, I took a detour to see the old Chicken Coop Dance Hall.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />A friend on facebook posted a 1937 Chimacum yearbook and I got to see a picture of my mother's older brother, Bob Nisbet. He's third from the right in the front row.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-59797789673287636172015-12-10T10:12:00.002-08:002015-12-10T10:12:29.498-08:00Let's Get This Day StartedSitting here with my second cup of coffee and glancing out the window from time to time. Yep. Still coming down. Gray sky overhead and from the sound of the weatherman, we can expect more as the weekend approaches. Okay. I can live with that. It is winter after all. Well, almost.<br />
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I'm going to spend some quality time in the sewing room. Worked on sewing strips together yesterday of odds and ends of material scraps. Anxious to see how this quilt top is going to look. I'll post pictures, of course. That's what I do.<br />
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Just read my morning email from my pal, Ann, in Issaquah. She told me about an old video of her son that is on YouTube. Actually, there are a lot of videos on him and his band. Here's the one she mentioned....<br />
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And here's one of my nephew, Kevin Sawka.... who also as a ton of videos on YouTube.<br />
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And here's another nephew who also plays drums...Eddie Forcier with the Road Warriors in the Rhody Parade<br />
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Looked around on YouTube and found this older song that Eddie performed with one of his earlier bands. He's pictured on the right.<br />
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I wish I could find the video of my daughter, Mary, when she was in her rock band. Here's a picture of when they were entertainment at her company party. She's at the mike on the right. hee hee<br />
She helped organize this group and while they only had one gig, I hear they were a huge hit!<br />
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<br />Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-59589598384556016332015-12-09T11:23:00.002-08:002015-12-11T17:02:08.677-08:00It's Been a WhileSitting here having a piece of toast with peanut butter on it. Rains have let up for a while but I imagine they'll return before the day is over. It sure has been coming down hard this week. I like to listen to the rain when I'm in bed. Helps me drop off to sleep. I've started reading in bed again at night. Not sure why I quit as generally, it's been a lifetime habit of mine. I was getting discouraged with myself as I never seemed to finish a book. That's changed a little now. Besides the audio books that I check out of the library to keep me company while sewing, I've found that muting the tv at night and sitting there with a book allows me to progress further into a novel than I used to. Course I'm still easily distracted. I need to give books a little more of a chance to catch my attention.<br />
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I do the same thing with movies although I'm not as apt to give movies a chance. No time for nonsense, which usually means sex scenes or filthy language. Nope. You're gone. I've got other fish to fry. Not that I'm a prude. A little language is fine as I've been known to salt my own speech with words unfitting a lady. Same with sex. I don't mind a little but by golly, I refuse to sit there and watch some dude giving it to a woman like he was a bull in heat! Click. On to something else!<br />
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Yesterday, while browsing around in "stuff I've saved on my computer" I came across a lot of interesting old emails and articles that I thought worthy of keeping for a while. One was an email reply I got from my daughter, Mary, in 2010, when I had shared things on my bucket list that I figured I was never going to do. She took every single one of them and suggested ways I could do it! Obviously I didn't want them bad enough because that was five years ago and I haven't put any effort into any of the dozen things I listed. (and they were all do-able) I'm all talk. I know that. But maybe I'll think about getting through a few of them this year. Maybe. Some of them are unrealistic just because my body has aged and it won't move like it used to. Can't even get down on my knees and back up again. Well, I could if I HAD to but it wouldn't be pretty and the thought doesn't appeal to me.<br />
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One of the articles I kept was a write-up on the original mouseketeers of the Mickey Mouse Club. That was a favorite show of mine and tidbits about it were of interest to me.........<br />
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For efficiency in maintaining the shooting schedule, the
first-season Mouseketeers were divided in May 1955 into three teams, Red,
White, and Blue. While one team was rehearsing, another would be filming, and
the third would be in school. As originally conceived they were to be of equal
status and size. However, the producers soon discovered that team membership
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The twelve-member Red team was the first-string unit.
They appeared in Roll Call, at the opening of each day's Mouseketeer segment,
and in the Alma Mater at the end of each show. Both of these items were filmed
once, or at most twice, per season. The Red Team also led most of the skits,
and did the commercials. The Blue and White teams, with six members each, were
the second-string, generally assigned to the unpopular Guest Star Day and
Circus Day audience role, though they did occasional musical numbers as a
group. A half-hearted performance or an overbearing parent could mean a
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Out of twenty-eight original Mouseketeers hired during
1955, only twenty-two were left by late October of that year. Though the show
had just started on TV a few weeks before, the majority of the first season's
material had been filmed at that point, and the White team had been dropped due
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would be beset by a lack of skilled male dancers and singers, and a
corresponding overabundance of female talent. In the first season this
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The gender imbalance was aggravated by the naturally
slower developing emotional maturity of the boys. Four boys were released very
quickly in the summer of 1955 for performance problems and disruptive behavior,
though it's interesting to note that all four of them went on to show-business
careers. In the following three months another boy was let go and a girl quit;
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Got my social security notice in the mail yesterday. My income is going down by $3.20 because my drug insurance is going up. I put off getting drug insurance until 2015 but after I had a couple of surgeries, I thought maybe I'd better get some. Normally, the only prescription I have to buy is for blood pressure and it's super cheap at Walmart. Like $2.50 a month or thereabouts. I haven't been able to use my drug insurance card even once. Still, I know I'm locked into it now and as I age, I can't count on not needing more drugs further down the road. Unless I drop dead, of course, and there's always that possibility.</div>
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It's hard getting by on a fixed income. Especially when that income goes down (even a tiny bit) while everything else goes up. There are a few areas I could do better with my budget and my goal is to work on that. First thing that comes to mind is buying food (sweets are my downfall), buying gifts (I need to knock that off), and buying lotto tickets. Which ain't gonna happen baby! It's the only hope I have to leave money to my kids and grandkids and buy a few items I'd like to have. Course there's nothing I can't get along without at this stage of the game. I've got my laptop, my television with Roku, and my sewing machine. I'm good to go. Oh...and my car I guess. I really need my car, even though I'm not all that fond of driving anymore.</div>
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My Christmas shopping is done and mostly wrapped. I'm delivering a car full to Mary and Andy's house this Saturday when me and the twins travel over for Jake's second birthday. Even though he won't be two until two weeks from today. I figure it will be easier to get my gifts delivered early so I don't take up room in Jenni's car when we go over on Christmas day. Although we may go over in my car. I still need to leave room for all their stuff and I have a lot accumulated what with gifts for Mary, Andy, Jake, Catie, Brandon, the nanny, a girl friend, and two cousins on the way home.</div>
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I'm gonna do a little baking the week of Dec. 14th and then I'll deliver a few presents into Port Townsend. Not sure what day but probably somewhere between the 17th & 19th. I don't do as much as I did in my younger days. The house is decorated but not with all my decorations. Am even thinking of giving some of my decorations away if I can find takers. Don't have a tree except for the small artificial one and only have one string of lights outside on the little tree in the backyard. I sent out a couple dozen post cards and maybe half a dozen cards but the cost of postage is putting a black cloud over that activity that I used to do with relish. Luckily, I only had to mail one package this year but even that cost me $7. And it was fairly light!</div>
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Television programming continues to bore me to tears. Thank God for my Roku which allows me to access Amazon Prime videos, Netflix, favorite radio stations, Pandora Music, and a few other free channels. I recently watched season 1 of this British show called 'The Detectorists'. About two guys who had metal detectors and looked for treasure. I figured it would be cheesy and I was all ready to switch it off but surprisingly, it was pretty good.</div>
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Last night I tried watching 'The Gunmen' with Sean Penn but he totally sucked! ha ha I did watch a Ben Affleck movie called 'Bounce' but it was just so-so. One of my favorite things to do is tune in YouTube on the television (using the roku). I love sitting back in my recliner and watching music videos or how-tos about quilting. I've even tuned in the videos I put on YouTube.</div>
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I think I'll head on back to my sewing room now. I've been spending a lot of time back there and enjoying it even more. Yesterday I finished listening to an audio book of Stephen King's called "Finders Keepers." It was good. Am working on a 'strip quilt' right now. I took all my little odds and ends and cut them into 2-1/2" wide strips. It's a fairly easy quilt to make and I'll share it later, of course. Here's how it looks now...</div>
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a craft page I saw in the Leader this morning. That beaded ornament looks really cool. I may try it.<br />
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This was an old photo from the Leader in 2010 that I especially liked.<br />
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Found this in the garage yesterday after someone posted about Cootie on Facebook.<br />
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Decorating street lights on Water Street<br />
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Of course, I can't let a blog post go by without showing off the grand kids.</div>
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Catie (on the right) with her sisters, Carol and Audrey<br />
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Hunter, after I let him drive my car to Air Freight. They both have their permits now.<br />
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Maddie in new hat with two friends at high school<br />
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Jake loves Bruno Mars video<br />
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Building stuff with dad.<br />
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Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-87266512125420234312015-12-01T07:35:00.000-08:002015-12-01T07:35:12.989-08:00Gathering Place CalendarsThe last time I drove into Port Townsend, one of the things on my list was to buy a Gathering Place calendar. They've become an annual production and I wish I had a set of all of them. Local artists are featured and the scenes are that of places around town. Here's the cover for this years calendar and four of my favorites.<br />
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They sell for $16 although one "local shop" downtown in the plaza stuck their own price tag of $20 on their calendars. And I turned right around and went to another place to spend my money. I don't care for that practice. Especially when the funds help disabled adults.<br />
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I love Port Townsend scenes. Especially any from my youth or years before. One year I put together a "make your own" calendar that certain photo outfits offer and I used old black and white photos that I had enlarged of Port Townsend in the old days. I'll have to do that again as I have a ton of PT photos. Here's the wall of my office that features old calendar pictures among others.<br />
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I'm heading up to the library around 11 this morning as I need to get some fresh audio books to keep me company in the sewing room. At 5 I'll head up to the high school to pick up Maddie from cross country training and when I drop her off, I'll be staying for supper. Yay! No cooking today! Jenni is making chicken pot pie.</div>
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I had Sue and Paul over for dinner on Sunday for her 51st birthday.</div>
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Here are two of my favorite Thanksgiving cartoons I saw on Facebook. I posted a lot of old photos on there yesterday as I borrowed Jenni's old albums to put some of her pictures in my collection. Too many to post here but you can see them on my Facebook page.</div>
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Here's a shot of Jenni standing by my old LTD Ford and a second picture of how that same area looked when I toured the old house last year. Or was it this year? I forget.<br />
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Well, I'd best get moving. It's only 7:30 and I'm already thinking I need a nap. That's sad.Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-81894176929440329882015-11-29T01:25:00.001-08:002015-11-29T01:25:29.746-08:00InsomniaWell, this is a fine state of affairs! All day long I've been dragging around here tired and wondering where my energy went. At 5 pm I wanted to go to bed but I knew that made no sense. I held off until 9:30 and was all ready for a night in dreamland. It didn't take me long to drop off but about two hours later, Joycie Poo was awake. My low back was hurting like crazy. Or is it my hip? Grrrr... I'm not in the mood. Is it my mattress? Perfectly fine mattress but perhaps I need to put the memory foam back on again. It's become one of my more odd behaviors...putting on the soft mattress and then pulling it off to sleep on a firm mattress. Back and forth I go. Maybe I'm constipated. Old fat ladies are always constipated. Maybe it's that old obesity thing again. Nah.....Arthritis? Need a hip replacement? Pinched nerve? None of the above or most of the above?<br />
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My back and/or hip has actually caused me a lot of problems for years. I've learned to live with it and work around it but there are periods where I get mighty discouraged at not being able to be on my feet for too long. Something is out of whack of that I'm sure. Unfortunately, though, I've never been able to pinpoint what it is. I had an MRI many years ago but basically they just wanted me to have another MRI on a different section of my spine. What?! It took all my nerve just to go through the first one. I HATE those MRI tubes. Too claustrophobic. <br />
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Some days I'm convinced it's a pinched nerve. Especially when I have other issues with the legs and feet. Whatever it is, I'm not keen on having surgery. Having gone through a knee and shoulder replacement, I know that surgery is very hard on a person -- especially if they're overweight, out of shape, and OLD! Seems like most of the people I know have some issue or another with body pain so I tell myself to grit my teeth and buck up! I would dearly like to be able to go for walks or go shopping or just hang out at places without having to find a place to sit. That said, I also know I'm thankful I can walk at all. Not everyone can.<br />
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Since I can't call anyone (it's now 1 a.m.) I thought I would fix myself a cup of cocoa and write a few paragraphs on my blog. My blog writing has been hit and miss this past year. Some days I am regular as clockwork and then I get busy doing other things (but not interesting enough things to share) and I let the blog slide. I haven't been very diligent about keeping my journal up either. I seem to go in spurts. Then again, my diary notations are mostly reports on what body part is hurting. I'm so pathetic. (but at least I know it) Ha!<br />
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I did a lot of sewing this week and will continue on that hobby for the next week or two. Maybe even longer. I am finding the time spent in my sewing room with an audio book keeping me company, very relaxing. Sometimes I head on back to the computer and work on my genealogy files a bit. Both activities are fun for me.<br />
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I couldn't get into sewing today so I sat down to finish a book. It was a darn good one too! The Breakdown Lane by Jacquelyn Mitchard. I'm going to give it to Jenni, hoping she'll read it. About a woman whose husband deserts her and the kids to "be a hippie" and then she gets MS. Her teenage son ends up taking over this newspaper column she writes (a Dear Abby type) and it's a huge success.<br />
The story weaves through the trials of the kids dealing with their absent dad and their mom becoming more disabled. Apparently it was based on a true story. Very good writing. She also wrote "The deep end of the ocean." My next book is an autobiography by Ken Osmond (Eddie Haskell).<br />
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My oldest daughter turns 51 on Monday so I'm having her and her husband over for dinner tomorrow night along with a friend of theirs. Mushroom meatballs with mashed potatoes and chocolate pie. I might have her help me string some outdoor Christmas lights in the back yard if she's willing (and if I feel halfway decent).<br />
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I post most of my photos on Facebook now but I know not everyone goes to that website so I'll post a few here too.<br />
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Thanksgiving dinner at Jenni & Waynes. Ed, Wayne's dad came too<br />
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Maddie helping her mom prepare dinner<br />
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Cousins at a recent birthday party: Dale, Denny, Arlie, and Arlies son & grandson, Todd & Ryan<br />
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Lee turns 80 with daughters Kim and Michelle and wife Elaine<br />
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An old picture I found online of Fairmont Restaurant here in W. Port Angeles<br />
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Hunter in the backyard. Him and Maddie have drivers permits now<br />
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Maddie oblivious to the world as she does what teenagers do - texting<br />
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Andy and Jake building. Sooooo cute.<br />
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My rearranged (again) sewing room<br />
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Some of my counted cross stitch designs I'm working on<br />
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My brother, Dana, is buying my guitar<br />
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Saw this on Facebook -- cousin Linda with three of her daughters in Kentucky<br />
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More stuff I'm working on. Found these cross stitch designs in a thrift shop and they were very well made. I gathered them up and sewed material around to make wall hangings.<br />
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Well, it's going on 1:30 a.m. now so maybe I'll try to go back to bed. Or not. Think I'll sleep in the recliner as it's usually easier on my back.Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-555947273403273052015-11-23T11:54:00.002-08:002015-11-23T11:54:39.118-08:00Time to Downsize<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
GUITAR FOR SALE -- $100</div>
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It's 36" tall, a Squirer model by Fender, and includes a few picks, several guitar books, one CD instruction on playing chords, a cloth zipper bag with handle for carrying, and a pitch pipe to help you tune it. It's in good shape and used very little. Sigh...<br />
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I bought this used guitar (I think) in 2004. I have ALWAYS wanted to learn to play. But.... apparently, I haven't wanted it bad enough because the poor thing has not been touched in years. Huge disappointment in myself and it's a reminder of how I'm all talk and no action. Another sigh....<br />
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Christmas is coming and I'm a little short on dough so I thought I would see about selling things I obviously am not using. If it doesn't sell, I'll be perfectly fine with that too...cause I really don't want to sell it. Just don't need the constant reminder sitting right in front of me.<br />
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I sold my piano back in 1983 and I didn't want to sell that either but needed the money and was moving. Hard to get people to agree to move a piano. I miss that piano. I even took lessons for a while. I could have been somebody. I could have been a star. ha ha<br />
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While looking for the pitch pipe,which took a good two hours of my morning, I came across a ton of stuff socked away in nooks and crannies that I had forgot about. I'm seriously considering taking pictures of each item and posting it on my blog (and then over to Facebook) so maybe I can find people who'd have a use for these little treasures. All giveaways, of course. And sooner or later, I'll just have to cart them off to Serenity House or Goodwill. Want to try and give things away first, though, so stay tuned.<br />
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That darn pitch pipe! I looked high and low in every room in the house and through junk boxes in the garage. At one point, it was even in my hands and I didn't realize it! I had taken the cloth cover out of the closet to set by the guitar and the pipe was in a zippered pocket. Grrrr.... Hate it when I overlook the obvious.<br />
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Anyhow, I've got a job to occupy me a while as I prepare my photos over the next few days. I could post some of it on Ebay, and I just might go that route for some of the stuff. There's just so much when you really stop and look things over that you've been hanging on to for years and realize -- why oh why is that thing still living with me? Ha ha<br />
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By the way, I don't want to bother shipping the guitar so it will have to be a come-and-pick-it-up --- although I will deliver to Sequim, Hadlock, and Port Townsend.Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-7242762141415081122015-11-21T06:43:00.001-08:002015-11-21T06:43:32.022-08:00It's EarlyFor some reason (I'm blaming it on the dark skies and cold weather) I've been very tired all week long. Went to bed at 7:50 last night and I was out like a light. Course I woke up at 10. I stayed put, though, and managed to sleep until 5 a.m. when I horrible dream made me decide I wasn't going back to sleep.<br />
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I've had dreams similar to this in the past but man, it went on and on this time. I was in Vegas (or perhaps it was Reno?) and I think I was with Mary G. and Doris R. We were staying at a motel called San Anselmo, which was similar to a name in a crossword puzzle I had been doing earlier. We left our room and headed to the airport. This particular airport kept trying to be a ferry terminal that I've been at before but mostly it stayed an airport.<br />
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At some point I realized I didn't have my second bag and that had my airport ticket in it. I left my friends to head back to the casino/hotel to retrieve my bag. This search (on foot) for my hotel took me all over town. I was running like a bat out of hell too! Very agile and fast, hopping over brick walls, running down steps, and meeting all kinds of people in the process. I was asking them all.. am I close to San Anselmo? Finally, I locate the place and while the bag they try to give me isn't mine, I object and they locate the right one. I dig out the tickets, leave the bag, and take off running (again on foot) to the airport.<br />
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This time my travels take me all over town as I constantly ask people "am I on the right road to the airport?" I never am. I end up in a large blue tunnel, in various neighborhoods, on the beach, and at one point in the harbor, a huge Navy destroyer pulls in to port which hundreds of soldiers onboard. Then a jet plane overhead does a loop to loop through yellow clouds and everyone is alarmed that it's going to crash. This was just one of many obstacles in my way to the airport.<br />
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How Reno or Vegas could have a beach or why I didn't take a cab is beyond me. Because it was a dream, I suppose, and you never do the sensible thing in dreams. I eventually got to the airport but my plane had left. I think I must have woke up then. Felt like I'd been through the ringer! Ha Ha<br />
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So here I am at 6:30. Sitting here with a cup of coffee and thinking about working my crossword puzzle on Yahoo. Going to take off for Port Townsend later this morning. Think I'll let it warm up some just in case the roads are a little icy. The roofs next door don't seem to be as white looking as they did yesterday, though, so maybe it didn't get as cold last night.<br />
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Just looked over the tv lineup for tomorrow and I see golf is back on. I'll be working in the sewing room watching that and then the Seahawks game. Going to Jenni's on Thursday and driving her to the Bainbridge ferry on Monday for another doctor appt. she has with the neurologist. Maggie (the dog) is coming to stay with me on Tuesday and Wednesday, as well. Maybe even through the weekend.<br />
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Here's a picture of CAKE eating supper....<br />
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I looked over my Christmas gift stash trying to figure out what to give to who and I'm thinking I just might do some online shopping on Black Friday for a few odds and ends. I did buy some rotary blades for myself this morning. Man, but they're expensive to buy in the stores. So is material and batting. It's gotten way out of hand.<br />
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I got two purple squares of material in the mail yesterday. I had participated in a chain letter friendship quilt where you have to mail off two purple squares to four people and you're supposed to get a huge amount in return. Hasn't worked out that way but it was fun trying. I've received from two or three people. I should be able to finish off my stepping stones quilt today. Just have to sew the border down. It ended up being a tad smaller than twin size. <br />
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I had bought some counted cross stitch designs that somebody had made (in my favorite thrift store) and brought them home to see what I could do with them. I washed and ironed them up and I'm going to try and find theme material to go along with them to make quilt like wall hangings. I found a pattern yesterday of onion rings and chocolate candy.<br />
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Next I've got to find a pattern with breads and salads.<br />
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The stitching was quite good on these pieces and I'm hoping my sewing around them does them justice.<br />
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Two photos that I had posted on my blog last week but didn't know the identification of were revealed recently. <br />
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That's Jim Reicke with Anita & Phil Raymond (thank you Rose Johnson)<br />
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and this is Penny Baldridge's dad. Not sure of his name but probably Schmidt.<br />
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There sure is a dark cloud hanging over the neighborhood today although I can see some blue sky to the north. I hope it's halfway decent when I drive to Port Townsend on Saturday. I guess I'll mosey on back to the sewing room and get busy on that quilt. I have one disk left on this audio book I've been listening to and I'm anxious to hear how it ends.Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-82732973553405301522015-11-15T09:53:00.002-08:002015-11-15T09:53:32.649-08:00Chilly Sunday MorningAs usual, the world news continues to remind us that we're probably going to blow things up sooner or later. Too many thugs out there convinced they need to kill everyone they can. What's the solution? Darned if I know. If they couldn't wipe out these mental defectives after the Twin Towers was taken down, they need to rethink their plans of attack. Somebody had better take the bull by the horns and get down to brass tacks on this ongoing threat to all of us.<br />
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Listening to Bernie Sanders this morning discuss that climate change is contributing to the problem. Perhaps. But I think it goes deeper than that. Basically, too many people just have no tolerance and lack common sense and a gene allowing kindness. But enough sadness for now. On to topics closer to home.<br />
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Maybe it's the cold weather but I suspect I'm working on my first bug of the season. I hope not. I do hate having a cold. I've been tired all week. Nothing new there. I'm getting older and slower and the lower temperatures only remind me. Sitting here watching the birds in my back yard. A whole lot of them. No seeds are hung but there must be bugs and worms aplenty among the moss and dandelions as they're quite busy fluttering from spot to spot. If I had a cat, she'd probably be going nuts watching from the window.<br />
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I'm sitting here at the kitchen table right next to the heat vent and am working on my second cup of coffee. I think I got enough sleep but you'd never know it by how many times I've yawned in the last hour. I'm probably going to need an early afternoon nap. Some days I can get by without one but more often than not, I find myself heading to the recliner. Always reminds me of my dad. He always needed more sleep as he grew older. <br />
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I've been sewing more than usual the last few weeks. I'm in the middle of a quilt now called Stepping Stones.<br />
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I only had enough material to make six 18" blocks so I went to Goodwill yesterday and found some material to add as borders and make the blanket about twin size or so. Been listening to audio books as it helps pass the time. Sometimes the discs skip or won't play (always a problem with public ebooks) but the library has a big supply so I just take them back and carry home an armload of new ones. Picked up nine books yesterday afternoon so that ought to keep me going for a while.<br />
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I continue to play with my ancestry notes and do a little research here and there and I suspect that particular hobby will be with me until the day I die. I'm also thinking I might begin work on a cookbook. I've been making cookbooks for a long time. Here's a picture of two Betty Crocker books that are from 1956 AND 1976.<br />
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I guess it was in the 70's when I first starting typing up my own cookbooks. On a typewriter no less. Before computers came along. I put the pages in a book report binder of sorts and gave them out as gifts. Lame.<br />
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I made a new book every few years adding or taking out certain recipes. Always called my books "And the dish ran away with the spoon."<br />
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The table of contents for this particular masterpiece was called "Baldridge Bunch Cookbook." I was ever so proud of them at the time. Now. Not so much. Ha Ha Even my latest book needs revision...<br />
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I've been looking over my Christmas gift stash on the top shelf of the closet in the sewing room. They're slowly adding up. Since money is a tad tight these days, I'm also thinking I just might start wrapping up favorite "things of mine" to recycle as gifts too. I've got a whole lot of cute stuff here and there.<br />
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Been browsing, as usual, on Facebook looking at photos that people are sharing. Found this one of Dr. Schaill and his wife. My Dr. Welby. Sure wish I could find another doctor like him. Don't we all?<br />
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I also saw this photo which caught my eye because of the schools in the background. Anybody recognize him? I thought he was standing somewhere around Ruth's house up on Gise.<br />
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Stopped at Fil Bygolly shop (in my neighborhood) yesterday and picked up one Christmas gift. Phyllis Johnson Kendall (from PT) is the owner and always has a huge selection to choose from.<br />
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In my search for Charlie Blankenship, I continue to have my doubts that I'll ever find out what happened to him or who exactly he was. I took the picture of my g.grandparents, Lewis M. and Jane Downs Blankenship and compared them side by side from their wedding photo to one in old age. Either Jane aged quickly and was ill or (could it be?) this isn't the same woman. All indications are that it is indeed her but still..... maybe having all those kids contributed to her aging.<br />
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If you're so inclined (or interested) go to www.originalmmc.com and read up on the old mouseketeers. I saw a story on MSNs website about "whatever became of the old mouseketeers" so I clicked on it only to find it was not really my "old" mouseketeers. They discussed newer ones like Justin Timberlake, Britney Spears, Ryan Gosling, Christina Aguilera, and Keri Russell. I wanted to know about the ones from the fifties. They were all born in the 1940s.<br />
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I started looking up various mousketeers from my era: Sharon Baird, Bobby Burgess, Lonnie Burr, Tommy Cole, Annette Funicello, Darlene Gillespie, Cubby O'Brien, Karen Pendleton, Doreen Tracey, and Cheryl Holdridge. Fascinating reading if you're into that kind of trivia. I read an interview that Cubby gave, (popcultureaddict.com) among other things. Darlene ended up in prison, Cheryl died of lung cancer, Annette died of MS, Bobby married the daughter of Myron Florens of the Lawrence Welk Show, Cubby played for the Carpenters and Bernadette Peters, and Karen ended up paralyzed and in a wheelchair.<br />
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And that's about it for this morning. Guess I'll scoot on back to the sewing room and see what damage I can do there. Keep warm.<br />
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By Favorite saying for this week: (seen on a t-shirt)<br />
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<br />Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-51747835740651735542015-11-10T16:57:00.001-08:002015-11-10T16:57:59.899-08:00Yard WorkI knew I needed to get outside and do a little cleaning up around the place so I finally got myself moving after a short nap in the recliner. I loaded up my wheelbarrow with various "things" I've had situated around the yard. My knickknacks. Clutter I should say. Didn't realize just how much I had until I saw the wheelbarrow being pushed into the garage.<br />
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Hunter helped me move all the icky pots from the deck to the side of the house. He says as soon as he figures out how to constuct them, he'll try making me a planting box that goes all along the deck so I can toss the stupid looking pots that really do need to go to the dump.<br />
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He's also going to power wash the deck but I told him that can wait until spring.<br />
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I kept my pigs just because they amuse me but we did move the bird bath. I also had him stick a few of my bird seed hanging posts over by the trees so I can drape them with Christmas lights next month.<br />
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I also kept my three birds on a wire and moved the pot to the front.</div>
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I made a quick library run this morning as I wanted to get some new audio books. The ones I had just weren't cutting it for me. While in the gift shop, I overheard the clerk and another guy discussing a subject I felt I could have joined in on if I was so inclined. She said: When I was in my 60s, I did all kinds of activities and nothing seemed to hold me back but once I hit 70, I found I was unable to do a lot of things I used to. I couldn't understand it. Everything started to hurt and fall apart. <br />
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That comforted me somehow.<br />
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When I was taking Hunter home, we noticed this woman sitting in the narrow road that winds up towards the fairgrounds. Her car was pulled over as far as she could get it and she was sitting there reading. We thought it was a weird place as it's kind of dark in there but there was a kid riding his bike on the nearby trails (with lots of hills) so I figured it was a grandma accommodating her grandson. We have a tendency to do that sometimes.<br />
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Finished the first season of Game of Thrones but will hold off buying season 2 for a while. Christmas is coming and my checking account needs to get built up a bit so I can buy a few gifts. Sure wish my Match 4 numbers would hit this week. That would solve all my cash flow issues.<br />
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Been browsing on Facebook to look at pictures and saw these that caught my eye...<br />
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Band on Taylor Street in front of the Rose Theatre. Not sure of the date.<br />
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I've seen some of these pictures on FB before of PT scenes. They're fabulous!<br />
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Not sure who the guy on the left is but that's Anita & Phil Raymond on the right.<br />
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Dana in the Rhody Run a couple years back. Jan Boutilier and Dr. Scheyer too. Can't recall the other guys name.<br />
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Mary sent me this one today of Jake at play.<br />
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And this shows my second spool square. For some reason, it's a tiny bit larger than the first one.</div>
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Tomorrow is Veterans Day so the kids are out of school, Jenni is off work, no mail delivery, and banks are closed. I'm gonna spend the day sewing, most likely, and surfing around online. This is my life now.<br />
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My exercise bike was in that spot. And yep, that's a walker. I'm always in a conflict of activities.<br />
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The book cases were here in the front entryway but now I have some of my potted plants, globe paperweights, and knickknacks adorning the area.<br />
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I still needed a place to put my picture frames so I moved this old trunk from the sewing room to the living room. It will hold a few Christmas decorations next month.<br />
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My sewing room was still not pleasing me even though I've rearranged it at least three times already. I wanted to be able to have my material scraps easier to see and store and I put my ironing board to the right of my sewing machine so I wasn't having to keep moving it all the time. I think the area flows better now.<br />
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I also managed to bake a batch of banana chocolate chip cookies but I put them all in the freezer after I ate half a dozen and got gas. Ha Ha<br />
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Took a 40-minute nap and had to force myself up again 'cause I wanted to go to bed at a decent hour tonight and get back on a normal schedule. Although any schedule can work when you're retired, I suppose. I went to bed last night at 9 (was really tired) and ended getting up this morning at 6. I don't know why I care one way or the other. Just like to be in charge and my body seems to have a mind of her own.<br />
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I did sit down and surf the internet a bit and ordered two Christmas gifts. Also bought myself something. I don't usually do that but I saw this t-shirt and HAD to have it. Sure hope it fits. At least shipping was free.<br />
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Tomorrow I'm cleaning the oven. Dreading it even though it's self cleaning. I'll still need to wipe it out afterwards and getting down to do anything inside the oven is a pain! Plus I'll have to clean the racks myself and keep the sliding glass door open to ventilate the house while it's working. I'll just hole up in the sewing room or come in here to browse Facebook and other websites.<br />
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I made a pitcher of iced tea and a pitcher of lemonade this afternoon but I suspect the lemonade isn't agreeing with me as I keep getting gas. I know. You really want to read about me having gas. Can't help it, though. It's all I got today. Ha!<br />
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Started watching 'Game of Thrones' last night. I had bought the first season and just hadn't gotten around to putting it in the DVD player. At first I thought I wasn't going to like it but I gave it time and now I'm hooked. I think I knew that was gonna happen. I also watched a movie I picked up at the library called 'A Thousand Acres.' I'd seen it before and read the book but couldn't quite remember it all so it was very entertaining. Good actors and good story line.<br />
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Hmmmm.... interesting commercial I just saw asking people to keep cats indoors as it's better for the cats, better for people, and better for birds. I agree.<br />
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I think I may have overdid it a little today. I'm feeling pretty darned tired. I keep forgetting sometimes that I'm not as young and spry as I used to be. Hopefully, I'll sleep good tonight. Probably hit the sack after the 8 o'clock PBS show I'm hooked on -- Home Fires.<br />
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Well, I just looked up and it's dark outside. Guess I'll go close all the curtains, get my jammies on, and heat up a bowl of bean soup that I made yesterday.Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-37652730281894014362015-11-07T08:24:00.001-08:002015-11-07T08:24:25.487-08:00Saturday morning coffeeHad to get up in the middle of the night to take some iboprofen. Blaming it on the rain but I'm sure my age figures in there with it. Just couldn't get comfortable as the hips and knees reminded me, yet again, that I'm in my 70s and a tad overweight. Okay. A whole lot overweight but who cares?! Ha!<br />
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Got up at 7 intending to pee and head back under the covers but once I was walking, I decided I might as well just throw water in my face and start the day. Grabbed up an armful of red clothing as I needed to wash the new red sweatpants and matching sweatshirt and knew full well they were probably going to run. Might as well let them run with a few other articles of red.<br />
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Plugged in my cell to start charging it and opened up all the curtains. Made coffee and ran a comb through my straight stringy hair reminding myself I probably should bite the bullet and get a haircut. I always have to think about it a while before I am willing to lay down that $20.<br />
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Spent yesterday sewing and while I had decided to take a break from it today, I'm already kind of leaning towards heading back there again. I've always like this quilt pattern called "spools" so I'm playing around with that design now.<br />
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The other pattern I monkeyed around with is called "Stepping Stones".<br />
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I'm thinking I might make a blanket out of this one and put it together as a "quilt-as-you-go" project. I have a lot easier time finishing a quilt with the batting and backing if I don't have to lay out the whole thing on a table and try to quilt it at the end. Even when I pin and baste it first, it still seems to move around and pucker too much. Then too, there's that standing up bent over the table movement that kills my back! It sucks getting old!<br />
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I'm still having problems putting color schemes together. I just don't have the eye for it and often can't see it until I've picked colors and sewn them together. Must be that side of my brain that has a glitch in it.<br />
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Yesterday I went to YouTube as I wanted to hear Adele's latest song that is getting so much attention.<br />
I was listener # 252,547,470. Can you imagine that?! Wow! I went back this morning to see how many more listened to it overnight and there were almost 1, 300,000 MORE! Good Grief! I do believe she has some pipes!<br />
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I saw on Facebook that I could listen to the PT football game being played at Memorial Field last night. I tuned in for a little bit but really wanted to see the action. I always loved going to Friday night football games. The atmosphere was great! People in the stands that you knew, football players scrambling (they all look so small nowadays), cheerleaders jumping high in their routines and getting the crowd of teenagers worked up, the band, the smell of hotdogs, old folks under blankets, watching the people on cheapskate hill, watching the guys walking along the edges of the game...it's all great. I should go to a night time game in town sometime. I'd have to stay overnight with someone, though, and staying overnight these days can be a challenge in itself. I'm gonna think on that. I really would like to experience a football game in town again.<br />
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Got the results of my latest blood test back and I'm not allergic to gluten. I celebrated that fact by going out to buy a loaf of bread as I missed having toast in the morning and sandwiches for lunch. I also walked by some cinnamon rolls on sale that were calling my name.<br />
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Everyday I get a stack of catalogs in the mail tempting me to browse and find something I can't live without or that would make a great gift. Only problem is, THEY'RE TOO EXPENSIVE! I think the Christmas season changes for you as you get older. Like a lot of things do. The cost is always there and prices just keep going up and up but it's hard to find the energy needed for a lot of the details too.<br />
Decorating the tree and house, sending out cards, shopping, wrapping, baking....all chores that have been cut way down in my routine but that I used to take a lot of pleasure in. I think it makes a big difference too when you don't have kids in the house anymore. But enough on that subject. Life moves along.<br />
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I think I'm gonna cook up a small pot of beans today. Found some ham in the freezer that needs to be used up and I always love having a bowl of bean soup. My body probably won't like it after a day or two but too bad! I'm the boss here! Ha Ha<br />
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No special plans on the agenda this week although I am having an overnight guest on Thursday. Maggie, the dog of "the other grandparents" here in P.A. is coming to hang out so his folks can go to the doctor in Edmonds. She's a sweet dog. Otherwise, I think I'll work some more on my genealogy files and continue my quest as sewing machine gramma.<br />
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Washer just turned off so time to move the reds to the dryer and start my Saturday. Have a nice weekend!<br />
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<br />Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-36027897754746176002015-11-05T13:21:00.000-08:002015-11-05T13:21:38.306-08:00ThursdaySometimes (quite frequently really) I have to look at the bottom of my computer screen to see the date and then look at the calendar to figure out the day of the week. I'm blaming it on retirement and the fact that my social calendar is pretty sparse a lot of the time. My choosing, of course. I'm a homebody and am perfectly contented with my own company and hobbies. Well, most of the time. Other times I find myself totally boring and I have to search out other humans. ha ha<br />
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I seldom watch tv in bed at night but for some reason, I clicked on the country music awards before turning out the light. I had been dozing off in my recliner and knew I was tired and ready for dreamland. The CMA shows have irritated me the past decade or so. I guess because I prefer "old country" and think a lot of the stars today all sound alike. And a whole of them aren't singing what I consider country. I suppose my age has a lot to do with that. I was buying country records way back in the 1950s. People like Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings, George Jones, Conway Twitty, Merle Haggard, among others.<br />
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I do like some of the country stars today, though. Little Big Town's song "Girl Crush" is absolutely wonderful! I also like Vince Gill, Rascal Flats,Alison Krauss, and Wynona. For whatever reason (probably because I was tired) I kept trying to remember the name of the guy married to Faith Hill. I dropped off to sleep thinking it was something like Tim Black. Researched it this morning and realized it was Tim McGraw. Clint Black was another guy. And I have absolutely no idea why I'm even sharing all this. <br />
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Hmmmm.....just glanced out the window and the rain is coming down in buckets. I plan on heading out in an hour so I hope it lets up a bit. Think I'll make a quick Walmart run since I have to drive to that part of town anyhow. Need to look over their prices on batting. Just irritates me that batting costs so much. Especially when you're trying to make a low cost quilt. I wonder if I'll ever quit complaining about prices today. Probably not.<br />
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I tore my quilt apart yesterday and plan on starting over with the backing and batting. Watched a video on Youtube about an easy way to tie a quilt so I'm going to try that out. Will finish this blog later in the day....<br />
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Stopped by the UPS center to pick up Maddie's package. Probably passed that place a hundred times and never really noticed it before. Trucks were busy coming and going so I drove around carefully and then got out of there. Ran down to Walmart and picked up a few food items. Wandered over to the material section to price their batting and decided I would get a yard of the stuff on a bolt. Then I went through my usual routine at that store...trying to find a clerk to wait on me. I rang the button but I've done that before and IT NEVER BRINGS ANYBODY! I found a guy who said he'd call someone and about 5 minutes later, this broad comes strolling over. Of course I told her how dissatisfied I was with the lack of help in this department because I've gone through the exact same routine in the past. Her answer was basically: Not my fault; I just work here. When I checked out, the sales receipt offered me a chance to enter a gift card giveaway for taking a survey. I decided that was definitely of interest as I had some things to relate about their lack of customer service. Not that it will do any good but I needed to vent at any rate.<br />
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I drove on over to the high school to drop off Maddie's package and took a picture of the hallway.<br />
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Then it was a stop at the library to pick up an armful of audio books to listen to while I'm sewing.<br />
Also got a DVD to watch and bought two quilt books in the gift shop. Really nice books too. Only paid a couple of dollars for them.<br />
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I came on home and fixed lunch. (A turkey burger with some V-8 juice) and now I think I'll get back to that quilt waiting for me on the kitchen table.<br />
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<br />Joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05326737809348243025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5139551560931954909.post-72099177088911909492015-11-04T15:20:00.002-08:002015-11-04T15:20:48.934-08:00I'm Gonna Rip it up<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/pc_F3PaYgl0" width="420"></iframe><br />
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Little Richard's song has been running through my mind today as I've spent WAY TOO LONG ripping seams out of my latest quilt. All a learning process I keep telling myself. <br />
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I finished the top and cut the batting and the backing, set them out on the kitchen table, pinned them together, and was satisfied all was going well. I attached my walking foot to my sewing machine and opted for some "extra strong" thread. First mistake.<br />
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I sewed carefully but noticed that even with the walking foot, my stitches were way too small and tight. I had my settings fixed so they'd be longer and they looked fine on my sample practice piece. As often happens, however, once I start sewing the quilt, the stitches get tiny and the back starts to pucker and move. I just don't understand why. Especially with the walking foot.<br />
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After sewing a second seam, I realized it wasn't going to work so I proceeded to rip it out. Re-positioned and repinned and tried again. More puckers. Ripped out and tried once more. Nope. Not looking good. So I decided I was going to rip out all the seams and tie the damn thing! Unfortunately, the "extra strong" thread seam had a mind of its own. If I wasn't as pleased as I was with the top, I think I might have tossed the whole thing in the trash.<br />
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It was slow slow slow trying to get those strong threads cut with the ripper. I'm maybe 2/3 of the way down that seam but I had to take a break. Sometimes sewing is absolutely not a restful hobby. Especially when you're not that great at sewing to start with. I'm not giving up, though. Here's what the top looks like. It's just a lap quilt, thank goodness. If it was full size, I'd be ripping till the cows came home.<br />
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I finished listening to my audio book "The Hour I first believed" (excellent) and started a second book by Robert Ludlum. It began skipping right away, however, so I gave up on that one. Sometimes the library audio books are difficult to listen to. I did find a book I hadn't actually listened to in my own collection so I put that on. Chronicles by Bob Dylan read by Sean Penn. It better pick up as I've listened to two discs so far and am bored to tears.<br />
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Boy, I sure look like hell today! My hair is stringy and straight (didn't feel like curling it) and I think I'm close to making a beauty shop appt. to get it cut short again. I hate paying $20 for a trim but I'm terribly uninterested in spending time in front of my morning mirror to use a curling iron. My hair is so fine and thin anyhow; the curl doesn't actually hold all day. But then I'm lazy about using "stuff" to go along with it. I might apply a little mousse but I seldom bother with hair spray or any of the other products you could use with fine hair. Just not that important on my list of to-dos. Easier to just look like an old bag and let it go. ha ha<br />
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My match 4 ticket (which I play now instead of Hit 5 or Lotto or Mega or any of those others) almost made me rich last night. Called 3 of my 4 numbers. Paid $20 which will buy my next ticket but I'd sure appreciate all four coming in before Christmas. I'd get $10,000 (and not have to split if someone else wins too) Only a matter of time. I've even made out a mapquest direction of how to get from my house to Olympia where I'd have to drive to pick up my check. That's how confident I am that I'm gonna win.<br />
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Was kind of surprised to see the frost on all the rooftops when I got up. Not sure why. It is November, after all. Guess I'd better roll up the garden hoses and put them in the garage. Should probably do some weeding and clipping of the flower pots too. I'll wait until we get a nice sunny day. Surely that will happen at least a few more times before winter arrives.<br />
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Maddie heads to Pasco tomorrow for the district meet in cross country. Her and another girl will be gone until Sunday.<br />
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My flat screen tv had no sound this morning but later in the day, the sound returned. It's always had kind of "tinny" sound like something was amiss so I suppose the day is coming where I'm gonna have to dispose of it. Hmmm...I wonder what the procedure is for unloading televisions? I'll have to look into that I guess.<br />
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Tomorrow I think I'll try again to finish my quilt and then I'll start cutting out pieces for a new one. Want to try and use my cross stitch designs in some kind of wall hanging too. Also need to get back on ancestry before my subscription runs out at the end of next month. There might be some things on there I could still discover.<br />
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Off to my exercise bike now. And then maybe a quick little nap in the recliner. Maddie gave me a copy of her sophomore h.s. picture yesterday. Have to see about getting Hunter's next.<br />
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