Monthly Archives: April 2013



Spent the day with Mom going through the Family history on Dad’s side of the family. We don’t have too much information, but I’m learning how to search the internet for that information. It was a fun afternoon and we both learned quite a bit about that side of the family.


I’m glad it’s the weekend

It’s been a long and, somewhat, difficult week. I’m not going to go into details, but I haven’t had a good night’s sleep since Tuesday night. Lots of things on my mind that won’t go away when I go to sleep. And yes, I do believe in Father God and the Lord Jesus, and I do pray to them constantly, but I seem to have the sort of personality that gives stuff to them to handle, then take it all right back. I try not to, but…

Now, I love my Mother and sister, I really do, but I so wish they would keep their noses out of my business. I truly do appreciate their help and support when they offer it but I don’t think that means they can poke into everything I do and spend and talk to…

So, I have a lot of frustrations right now and no time to deal with them. I’m so glad it’s Friday….

Let the week begin

Well, it’s Sunday night.  Not late, it’s only 8 o’clock, but I’m done for the day.  Going to sit down and watch “How to Train Your Dragon” (love that movie), drink some lemon aid then call it a night.  It’s been a busy week and a mildly busy weekend.  I have a couple of part time jobs, for the time being.  One is 5 days a week for 5 hours a day and the other is 1 day a week for 2 hours, or so.  I was exhausted by Friday.  Didn’t even want to go garage saling on Saturday with my Mom and Sister and a family friend.  They did find me a real nice table to put under my south facing window in the living room for my plants, and then they found me a nice pot.  (Still haven’t found all my pots and pans from the move.  So far, I’ve got 2 smallish sauce pans.  Now I have a medium size one.)  Then we went out to breakfast.  Yes I went with them for food.  I very rarely turn down free food.

One other thing, on Friday I had a Doctor’s appointment.  Seems, while I lost 10 pounds in 2 weeks, my blood pressure is still a bit too high for him, so I’m on blood pressure meds and on a “No White Diet”.  No milk, no bread, no rice, no pasta, no salt, no sugar, etc.  He wants me to shoot for 20 grams of carbs a day.  THAT is going to be hard.  He also wants me to walk at least 3 hours a day.  Been trying to figure out how I can do that when I realized I can do a circuit of the Walmart store here in town.  And because I have a really bad knee currently, I can use a shopping cart, if I need to, to finish my walk.  I’ve had to go through my refrigerator and cupboards today.  Not much I can’t eat.  I don’t have to throw it out, I can give it to Mom and Cindy.  The things I do to try to get healthy.  At least my bronchial pneumonia is gone.

Well, need to get back to the movie, it’s getting to the interesting/good parts.  Have a good week out there…

Well, finished my first week of work.  I think I like it well enough..  I’m the Lunchroom Attendant at a local Senor Center.  I work from 8 in the morning to 1 in the afternoon, which I may have stated before.  It’s not hard work, but some times it feels menial.  I know that’s not right – exactly.  There are just moments that I feel like I’m working at something that’s beneath me.  THAT is wrong.  I’ve been unemployed for 16 months, nothing is below me.  So why do I have these flashes that says I should be doing better bigger things?  What’s better, or bigger, than helping out our senior citizens.  And it’s not like I’m heading that way myself, sooner rather than later, it’s just a stupid thing that flits through my mind from time to time but it makes me feel guilty because I shouldn’t even have a thought flit through my mind like that.  Some times I don’t understand myself.

This is the big sci-fi/fantasy/horror/robotics/gamers weekend in Denver.  I have worked that convention, or “con” as we insiders call it, for over 20 years.  Except the last 2 years.  Last year wasn’t too bad, I lived in Denver.  This year it is harder cause I’m stuck 3 hours away from Denver.  My friends send me pictures and let me know what I’m missing, but it’s just not the same.  And I miss my friends.  Most of them are at the con.  That’s where we all met so very many years ago.  It was the one time I KNEW I’d be able to see everybody and catch up with their families and all that stuff.  And I just love the atmosphere at the con.  Everybody lets you be yourself completely.  If you want to come in costume, feel free, if you want to spend all weekend sitting in autograph lines, feel free, if you want to show off a TV or movie model you created, go right ahead, if you’re into horror, go watch as many horror movies as you can stand.  If you want to go shopping for the strange and unusual, or play video games all weekend,  It is all there for the viewing, playing, buying, and enjoying.

Ah well, it’s time for Doctor Who, and I so like Doctor Who, always have, since the early 70s.  Have a good evening all.

What is this poor world coming to?

My heart goes out to the people of Boston and all the runners in the Marathon.  It is so very sad and angering to have some one do something so blatantly evil during an event that is about success and having fun and being with friends and family.  I have no doubt that the authorities will find who did this horrible, reasonless crime.  So much faith that I don’t even think about that person.  The people that I am currently REALLY annoyed with are the ones that are creating and then sending out, on Facebook and Twitter, bogus pictures and stories and conspiracy theories about the bombing.  and then there are the gullible, or naive people that keep passing the stuff around, even though and several news channels and papers have debunked the stories and pictures.  What are they thinking?  They don’t help out anybody by passing along bad information, including themselves.  I just don’t get it. What is this poor world coming to?  It more than a little scary to think about…

My garage sale beauty

My garage sale beauty

Went garage saling today with my Mom, younger sister and a family friend. We went to 7 or 9 garage sales then out to breakfast. We went to one more sale and there, sitting all alone on the curb was this wonderful file cabinet. The people running the garage sale wanted $20 bucks for it. Mom said ask about $15. I did, they said yes and it belongs to me. I had to go home and get my truck to bring it home. Once I put it back together properly and cleaned it up, I fell in love with it. Thing is, it’s part of a bigger desk. There are what I call pivot holes on the top to set something on it. It has a railing on it right side, which leads me to believe that somewhere there 3/4 of a wonderful, hand made desk. The drawer pulls are even hand carved. I can only imagine what the original, complete desk looked like…

A place to start

A place to start

This is where I live. It’s a very old house, a very small house, but I love it. The yard needs lots of work as does the garage. I had put out grass seed, but the big wind we had the last couple of days (gust up to 54 mph) blew most of it away. Oh well. Start over time. I do have a small bag of grass seed…

I have 7 trees, most of which I will be stunned and amazed if they survive the winter. I’m not certain, but I think 5 of them are Cottonless Cottonwoods. The other 2 are Cedar trees. The Cedar trees seem to be doing fine. I’m waiting with held breath on the others. I have some shrubs on the north side of the garage that I have no idea what they are except that they need some serious trimming. Hopefully the weather will calm down this weekend so I can trim them.

I’ve started some seeds to plant outside, mostly for a kitchen garden, potatoes, spinach (yes, I like spinach), okra (yes, okra, too), watermelon and some herbs. Mostly rosemary and thyme. I’d like to plant some tomatoes, pumpkin and, maybe some corn, but I have to really watch my money, so maybe next year…

Anyway, this is the first post. I hope you’ll keep coming back to see how things go. Oh, don’t be surprised if I go off on a tangent sometimes. I do that occasionally…