Trivial Pursuit!!

 I am not going to say that word. You know what I mean. It goes without saying! When I returned from South Texas, I had so many plans.  I was sure I could take care of many of them quickly and easily. Actually, things are starting to get wrapped up and settled, and it feels so good!

The sale of the house should be settled this week, and that is the last of a biggy thing.

Trivia is welcomed here. I wish there were more participants, and I am hoping over time there will be. It is not about the questions or the answers. It is about the laughter, Keri's treats, and old and new camaraderie. After every session, I have people come to me and mention how great it was to hear the laughter on Thursday nights. I am hoping they will hear it at a closer distance and be a part of that laughter the following week. Oh, and by the way, it is open to people outside of Evergreen Ridge. The people who used to come to the pool hall Butch and I built to play trivia now come to my new location, and I so appreciate them. So dive right in and come to listen. Make your own assumption about it. 

I am happy with my life and hope I have another ten or so years to say that. 

Poem-unknown author

As president of the organization in the first park we were in in South Texas, I accumulated little bits and pieces of sayings, jokes, and other stuff. I ran across that folder in my search for something else; you all know how that goes! Well, I ran across this poem from the past and decided to share it with you.

 Back Home

If I had the power to turn back the clock,

Go back to that house at the end of the block…

The house that was “home” when I was a kid,

I know I would love it more now than I did.

If I could be back there at my Mother's knee,

And hear once again all the things she told me,

I’d listen as I never listened before,

For she knew so well what life had in store.

And all the advice that Dad had to give…

His voice I will remember as long as I live;

But it didn’t seem really important then,

What I’d give to live it all over again.

And what I would give for the chance I once had

To do so much more for my Mother and Dad,

To give them more joy and a little less pain;

A little more sunshine, a little less rain.

But the years roll on and we cannot go back

Whether we were born in a mansion or shack,

But we can start right now, in the hour that’s here,

To do something more for the ones we hold dear.

And since time in its flight is traveling so fast,

Let’s not spend it regretting that which is past;

But let’s make tomorrow a happier day

By doing our “good unto others”...today!

Keep your eggs fluffy

 Why Chefs put vinegar in scrambled eggs. A few drops — approximately 1 teaspoon for every two to four eggs — of apple cider vinegar or a mild wine vinegar helps loosen the proteins as you whisk, making the cooked eggs fluffier and softer on your palate. (If you hate rubbery scrambled eggs, this is the tip you’ve been waiting for.) Vinegar gives the finished eggs a creamy texture, but without the added calories and saturated fat that come from cream. Any acidic ingredient will do the trick, including lemon or lime juice, or a smidge of buttermilk or plain yogurt.

A look back

I am trying to find the year we were workcamping in Michigan. To be more precise, I was looking at old blog entries and came upon the one below. I found it interesting and wondered if you would too.

Found it! We workamped at Thunder Bay Golf and RV Resort in the summer of 2010. This video was a wonderful nostalgic event for us.

http://youtu.be/c74Q_KkwKEU

Monday Mourning

Moodiness mixed with raindrops,
Makes for a soup that is blue.
I need a walk in the sunshine,
And find something productive to do.

I have found myself to be fractured and distracted today. We need to get some work done, but it is outside work, and we are having a rainy day here in northeast Michigan.
I broke Butch's chair yesterday. It was on its way to being broken anyway; I just finished it off. I was cleaning it. It needed it. I forgot about its delicate condition and jerked it around, and whoops- broken. He can no longer recline. Angel is not going to like this. So then, as always happens, he decides he is going to fix it. Butch's mind is locked in the 50's where you could go downtown to the hardware store or blacksmith shop and find parts for anything that had parts. So far, no luck. We have contacted the chair manufacturer (Flexsteel) by email, and we will see what that brings. Our hopes are none too high. So for you women whose men are none too handy- at times it is not all it is cracked up to be. A quest for something unattainable is not pretty to watch.
I mailed off two bracelets today, or rather Butch did while he was off on his quest for parts. These two are going to Missouri. I counted up the other day, and I think I have done 7 so far. They are fun to do because they are finished quickly and then off to the next idea. Also, they are easier to do in warm weather than an afghan, and we are always in warm weather, or at least we try to be. I still plan to do Swedish weaving.

Some pics of my latest move.

 I recently moved from one apartment to another. It was painless. I took a few photos of my new digs. This is my front door, and now I have my nameplate added. It is under 122. The white thing with the hole in it is what I am supposed to turn over if I leave. It is a way to tell if you are in or out. The out side is red. I remember sometimes!

Living room

My bedroom

I love being reacquainted with my Nikon. I almost had myself convinced my phone was just as good. It isn't.

This is how I do it...

 ...as often as I can!❤

Writers Block

 It doesn't happen often, but it does happen. It's usually when there are so many good things to write about at the same time that I have trouble sorting it all out. So if this entry sounds discombobulated, you now know why. 

Throughout my life, I have used "words of many colors," so to speak. It isn't something I am aware of. It is something I get reminded of. My son Jason has the same thing happen to him, and we assume he picked it up from me.

Enough, already! 

My house is sold! The 30 days that are a part of house sales will be up on July 23rd. That is when we must have it finalized. It will take place sooner than that. The auction is finalized, and I will get the check sometime after July 15th. I know it will not be a large check. I didn't have that much to sell. Butch and I lived small. I called the buyer to find out how he would feel about me leaving the parts that didn't sell for him, and he graciously said, "Yes". There are things there that, had I lived in a larger place, I would have kept. I figured he would feel less put upon if he found a few jewels among what was left. 

My pool game gets better with each of the things I have had on my list taken care of. Jason was here on Sunday, and I played pool better than I have for quite some time. It is all about focus, actually. Hanging on to that focus is the hard part.

Yesterday I gave my camera a thorough cleaning. I have always liked it better than the phone camera, and once again I have been reminded of the differences. So here are some random photos I have worked with in the past few weeks.

This is a photo of a classmate of mine taken at the reunion a while back. This was taken at Pat's place as she was hosting it. Pat Limburg Rusnak was born 2 days before I was in the same hospital. I like this photo of her.

One of the advantages of a good camera is being able to manipulate the photos to my liking.

I happened to see this Amazon bag, and the saying in the middle caught my eye!

This is my great-granddaughter Nina Grace, who was in Iowa with her grandparents, Rich and Donna. The girls got hooked on Diamond Art. 

I've been hooked lately on watching hummingbirds. It is so much easier to get good shots with a good camera! Look at those tiny little feet!

This is a new view from my new location.

The best moon photos are with a good camera.

Class of '61 reunion.

Taken at the house on Cedar when I was waiting on someone!

View from my window.

That is enough for today. Thanks to all who are still checking in on me.

Hope you Enjoyed the 4th!

 I walked 2 miles this morning. The holiday makes it so much easier. The hospital parking lots are nearly empty, and therefore I can add some walking areas.

I have very interesting views from my windows as well. When lifeflight comes in, I have a front row seat. 

 

And this is liftoff!

Depends on the time of day and the shot I get. I have the best shot of the comings and goings of the hospital 'copter when I am sitting in my TV chair. Pictured below:

There are squirrels, rabbits, cowbirds, and loads of other things to set my eyes on.

The jungle look of my previous apartment held all kinds of things. It was a more active area, but there is plenty yet to see just a few feet further east.

 I had to change the title of this entry because I was late getting the pics settled into the post.

'nother subject. Every day it seems like I hear of the passing of another of my peers. I know at age 83 this is the natural progression of things. It still holds a level of shock.

I remember asking my grandmother if she felt old, and she said she did not. She said on the inside she felt the same as when she was sixteen. I had a hard time visualising my Grandmother as a sixteen-year-old.  I now know what she meant!

I am settled into my new apartment. It didn't take long. The worst of it is remembering where I put things. Now that I have moved things twice, it is twice the challenge. Time takes care of all things, and this is no exception. 

Random Photos

 We have an abundant supply of rabbits. Some of us like rabbits. 😉𝨝😉

The 402 N. Cedar home this Spring.

Graffiti on the railroad

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