Monday, December 30

Forgot Crafts

I forgot crafts today...and I really did forget. Butch's pool partner Don Louks  got a Kindle and his computer skills amounted to playing solitaire. I am one who can get excited about showing someone the wonders of technology, at least the ones I understand and I thought what better type of day to get settled in with a new student with a new Kindle. Thus the crafters taking down the Christmas tree was the furthest thing from my mind...honestly.
Don is well on his way to having a good time with his Kindle Fire having a library of about 12 books all free from www.bookbub.com. Add to that a few solitaire games and he is looking at many hours of entertainment on rainy days.

What's for supper on a rainy day?
Hamburger Soup

Prep Time: 30 Minutes
Cook Time: 30 Minutes
Ready In: 1 Hour
Servings: 10


"'I can't wait for chilly weather just so I can make this hearty soup!' notes Sandra Koch from Elyria, Ohio. 'I came across the recipe a few years ago, and my family fell in love with it. 'You'll love it, too...it's priced at a mere 68 cents a bowl."
INGREDIENTS:
1 1/2 pounds ground beef
2 cups diced onion (optional)
1 cup diced carrots
1 cup diced celery
3 garlic cloves, minced
3 (14.5 ounce) cans chicken broth
1 (15 ounce) can crushed tomatoes
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
1 teaspoon hot pepper sauce
1/4 cup stick margarine
1/2 cup all-purpose flour
DIRECTIONS:
1.
In a large saucepan or soup kettle, cook the beef, onions, carrots, celery and garlic over medium heat until meat is no longer pink and vegetables are tender; drain. Stir in broth, tomatoes, Worcestershire sauce and hot pepper sauce. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat; cover and simmer for 15 minutes.
2.
In another saucepan, melt margarine over medium-low heat. Stir in flour until smooth. cook and stir for 6-8 minutes or until mixture turns golden brown. Carefully stir into soup. Cover and simmer for 15 minutes, stirring occasionally.

I threw in a couple chunks of velveeta instead of the flour paste. I followed the recipe with that exception. It was quite delicious.

Sunday, December 29

All is Well


I have recovered from my cold. It was a small one. I give some credit to my neti pot which I used twice a day throughout the ordeal. And I added to that a new cold medication Zephrex-D. It came to my attention on one of the news shows. A small company in St Louis MO came up with a new manufacturing procedure that thwarts the meth makers. Meth it seems has to be in powder form for them to be able to use it to make their street meth. Zephrex-D is not in powder form. It rather reminds me of little paraffin squares. To top it off it is not very expensive. They have it at Walgreens. It worked quite well for me to ease my symptoms.

Been busy with computer issues lately. The biggest question lately seems to be- How do I know a download is something I need and how can I be sure it is safe? These days there is no easy answer and their isn't anything to keep you completely safe. I guess my best advice would be that if you do not know if it is safe- don't do it. Almost all things can wait.
. Smileycons!

Popcorn

Miss Elise- at the movie "Frozen" eating popcorn.
She is such a funny little Munchkin

Friday, December 27

Blast from our past

Let me take you back a few years. Pecan Bill had an Oooga Horn on his golf cart. Kay hated it. He would come home and blast his arrival  and she would jump out of her skin. As we were gathered together "somebody" and I truthfully do not remember who, stuffed a potato in Bill's Ooga horn so of course we had to see what happened when we blew the horn with the potato in it. And here is the video...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cyIaUNWEZGc

Who says we do not have fun in our old age.

Leo's First Haircut

                                                    Leo and his dad, Brad

Thursday, December 26

Ice Balls


This a cute and clever idea if you are living in a cold enough climate. My friend Peggy's daughter in law Kristi in Nevada decorated her yard with ice balls. Then we sent a picture to Jason and Laura because we thought it was an idea they might run with and indeed they did. The pictures above are from Jason and Laura's yard. It is a simple concept. Fill a balloon with colored water and let it freeze. They end up looking like glass. Cool, Huh!

Christmas Video from Gary!!

 Links to new video with new camera

Babysitting Leo

Elise 1st gift

Sled Gift

Wednesday, December 25

Ethan the Tool Man

He has the look of confidence! Need something fixed? Ethan is your man.

I have a head cold

Smileycons! I have a head cold- not the worst I have ever had but still not fun. I do not feel like blogging and you will be peeved Susan VH. Not today-maybe tomorrow.
I did not attend Christmas dinner in Allen Hall because I did not want to infect anyone.
Stay Well

Tuesday, December 24

Missouri Christmas Eve






 Gary, Susan,Elise and Leo-Now they each have a child to carry...I suppose they switch off now and then

Dr. Elise


What is the first diagnosis she makes with her new clinic and doctors kit?? Papa has "no hair-atosis." He needed a shot to make his hair grow!

Clean out

I have not sent out individual emails for a very long time. But recently I decided to clean out my contact list. There are people in there I do not even recognize! So I went through my contact list and sent the Christmas letter to all I knew and cared about. Now I will be able to do some deep cleaning when I receive all the failure to deliver notices...and there are quite a few! So if I missed you- I am sorry but send me an email and we will get you right back in there.
Also, another issue surfaced as I was doing this- I am in touch with many of you through Facbook but I do not have an email address for you. Sometimes you may want to send a private message to someone that you do not want the world to see on Facebook. So if you are one of those people and you know it please send me an email ( keep.movin.on@gmail.com ) I do like to stay in touch with all of you.

Merry Christmas Letter of 2013



    For the past few years I have passed on the Christmas letter because of the blog at www.brooker3.blogspot.com. I used to send out nudges so you would check in on the blog and get caught up on what we were doing. And then I placed the little address thingie at the bottom of the blog page whereby you can put your email address in the slot and hit submit and then you would get the blog entries in your email. So there are plenty of options for you all to keep up with our activities. I have kept the blog since 2002! Unbelievable!
    So I am still expecting you to find your way to the blog for in depth reporting but here is the short of it. The house we bought in the fall of 2010 in Jefferson Iowa, our hometown, has been gutted and transformed by us, with a little help from our friends, into our cozy little bungalow. We have two full hook up RV pads in the backyard. One is designated for our rig but the other one can be open for those who would like to come spend some time with us in their RV. Now if you do not own an RV but would still like to come see us and stay for a bit you can have your choice of house or RV. We are more than comfy in either one.

    Our youngun's are not so young anymore and are now having grandchildren. Rich, our son in Georgia, and his wife Donna have 3 gorgeous granddaughters, Nina, Scarlett and Skylar. Gary, our son in Missouri, and his wife Susan have 2 grandchildren, sweet, beautiful Miss Elise and little Leo, the wonder baby. Jason, our son in Iowa, and his wife Laura have one grandson Ethan. Jason and Ethan have been bonded since birth. It is great fun watching your children be grandparents and enjoying every minute of it.

    Butch is still enjoying playing golf and pool mixed in with a card game now and then. Fortunately we both like projects, our next big one will be a 3 season room on the back of our house. We will mix smaller projects in now and again.
    I am still beading, teaching computer classes, photography,walking, Swedish weaving and playing pool now and then.
   Butch and I have carved out a life for ourselves that we both enjoy and have been doing so for nearly 55 years. That too seems unbelievable!
So this Christmas season of 2013 cherish every moment and create as many of those precious memories as possible to sustain you in your old age.
Much Love to all of you,
Barb and Butch

Monday, December 23

Tidbits



Elise is doing a good job writing her name.


I love Alice Potterloop

Sunday, December 22

On our walk today...

On our walk today we toyed with the idea of going back north for Christmas. Not this year but perhaps next year. We haven't had a northern Christmas for at least 10 years now and we do have little great grands to see having the Christmas experience and that would be a sleigh load of fun. We talk when we walk and so this idea may just be talk and not come to anything. But then again a seed may be planted. We shall see.

Christmas in Missouri

From Gary:

Susan did a good job on the house for Christmas. Here are a few shots with our new camera.


Thanks Gary!

From son Gary in Peculiar MO

You should come visit a while to get some perspective on your "weather jail" periods.
 I know Jason's weather is worse than mine!






Saturday, December 21

The Day sneaks away...

First you start laundry -then a computer needs help- then you deliver some fruitcake and then you go to the flea market and then you get company- and then you do a little research for someone...and the day just slips away...
Butch seemed to think the Presidents job took up much of my time but now I do not have that and I am busier than ever. I really do not mind as it feels good to be needed most of the time. My only fear is forgetting something or someone I have promised.
Still on my to do list is to continue asking "What is there about you that would surprise people if they knew." I need a few more answers from different people on that question. It sure has sparked much conversation.

I helped Gil Shymanski start a blog. He is doing very well with it and if you look on the left side of this page you will see a link for Shymanski Says and that would be Gil's blog. Go have a look.

A friend told me just the other day that if I do not post something every day she gets a bit peeved with me. I guess there will be days now and then where she is peeved.

Christmas is right around the corner and most everyone I know and who feels near and dear keeps tabs on us through the blogs.
www.brooker3.blogspot.com
and/or
www.magnolianews.blogspot.com
We would love to hear from any or all of you in whatever communication form appeals to you.
Best Wishes Always!

Thursday, December 19

Funny....

It is funny that I thought it was funny...or is it?


Gary and Jason in the famous "curdled" neck sweaters

They hated these sweaters but I thought they looked really cute in them and I still do!! Hmmm...about 7 and 5 years of age

How Our Ancestors Used to Sleep

I know personally many of you have concern about your sleep pattern. But perhaps you should not.
Barb

How Our Ancestors Used to Sleep Twice a Night and Highlighting the Problem of Present Shock

by Jeremy D. Johnson on August 25, 2013 in stories
8 hour sleeping is a modern invention.

Imagine you are a denizen of the 18th century. It’s just past 8:30 P.M., you’ve got your night-cap on. You blow out your candles and fall asleep to the smell of the wax and the wick, which gently fills the air around your bed. Some hours pass. 2:30 AM. You awaken, grab your coat, and visit the neighbors because they, too, are up. Doing quiet reading, prayer, or even having sex. Well, apparently before the age of electricity, sleeping twice a night was completely ubiquitous.

Back in those times, we slept twice a night, getting up for an hour or two for recreation before heading back to bed until dawn.

From Slumberwise.com:

The existence of our sleeping twice per night was first uncovered by Roger Ekirch, professor of History at Virginia Tech.

His research found that we didn’t always sleep in one eight hour chunk. We used to sleep in two shorter periods, over a longer range of night. This range was about 12 hours long, and began with a sleep of three to four hours, wakefulness of two to three hours, then sleep again until morning.

References are scattered throughout literature, court documents, personal papers, and the ephemera of the past. What is surprising is not that people slept in two sessions, but that the concept was so incredibly common. Two-piece sleeping was the standard, accepted way to sleep.

“It’s not just the number of references – it is the way they refer to it, as if it was common knowledge,” Ekirch says.

An English doctor wrote, for example, that the ideal time for study and contemplation was between “first sleep” and “second sleep.” Chaucer tells of a character in the Canterbury Tales that goes to bed following her “firste sleep.” And, explaining the reason why working class conceived more children, a doctor from the 1500s reported that they typically had sex after their first sleep.

Ekirch’s book At Day’s Close: Night in Times Past is replete with such examples.

But just what did people do with these extra twilight hours? Pretty much what you might expect.

Most stayed in their beds and bedrooms, sometimes reading, and often they would use the time to pray. Religious manuals included special prayers to be said in the mid-sleep hours.

Others might smoke, talk with co-sleepers, or have sex. Some were more active and would leave to visit with neighbours.

As we know, this practice eventually died out. Ekirch attributes the change to the advent of street lighting and eventually electric indoor light, as well as the popularity of coffee houses. Author Craig Koslofsky offers a further theory in his book Evening’s Empire. With the rise of more street lighting, night stopped being the domain of criminals and sub-classes and became a time for work or socializing. Two sleeps were eventually considered a wasteful way to spend these hours.

The science seems to back up our history books. In a 4-week study with 15 men living with restricted daylight hours, something strange started to happen. After catching up on their “sleep debt” – a common state of affairs for most of us – the participants began to wake up in the middle of the night:

They began to have two sleeps.

Over a twelve hour period, the participants would typically sleep for about four or five hours initially, then wake for several hours, then sleep again until morning. They slept not more than eight hours total.

The middle hours of the night, between two sleeps, was characterized by unusual calmness, likened to meditation. This was not the middle-of-the-night toss-and-turn that many of us experienced. The individuals did not stress about falling back asleep, but used the time to relax.

Russell Foster, professor of circadian neuroscience at Oxford, points out that even with standard sleep patterns, this night waking isn’t always cause for concern. “Many people wake up at night and panic,” he says. “I tell them that what they are experiencing is a throwback to the bi-modal sleep pattern.”

Although the article mentions there are no benefits for sleeping twice a night, it’s difficult to imagine there wouldn’t be some major effects on our daily consciousness. How much would we benefit from a few hours of “unusual calmness, likened to meditation”? Seriously. I haven’t tried “bi-modal” sleep, but I think many of us, including myself, have stumbled into it. Our maddeningly busy digital schedules prevent us from considering the possibility, and benefits, of interloping with the sidereal realms of consciousness for more than an 8-hour “sleep debt” crash.

But we can’t go back to a pre-electric lifestyle of early-to-bed, early-to-rise. Yet, maybe we can utilize this knowledge to enhance our quality of life, and open us up to alternative modes of mind and time.

Tuesday, December 17

Won the weather lottery!

We have not only been let out of weather jail we have now won the weather lottery! We have had a few days of perfect weather and they say a long stretch of weather goodies are on the way. Peg and I were on our way to Hobby Lobby today and we were talking about how difficult it is to think of Christmas with temps in the 70's. Even after all the years we have spent Christmas in South Texas it is still a stretch of the imagination for us.

I remember back to the days where we would  watch the weather reports and wonder if we would be able to travel to a relatives place or if the kids would be able to make it home for Christmas. Weather can still be a factor here but really...not so much.

Marlene and Bernard ( Butch's sister and brother-in-law) have made it down  from northern Iowa. We plan to go to Harlingen to see them tomorrow afternoon.

Monday, December 16

The Hunger Games-Catching Fire

Butch and I have listened to all three books and seen the first movie. So yesterday we went to the second movie in the series of three. As we are walking out of the theater a couple of women were coming out at the same time. They asked me if I had any idea what the movie was about. I told them that yes, I understood what was going on . Come to find out these women knew nothing about the books and had not seen the first movie. They felt they were dropped into the middle of something but did not have any idea what...and they were! Do not try to see this movie if you have not seen the first one at least or you will feel exactly as they did. It does not stand on its own and you do need a base knowledge to enjoy it. We enjoyed it very much and I felt  sorry for these two ladies who had wasted their money.

I forgot all about playing pool this morning. I so wanted to go but still forgot! It is very hard to keep track of everything and still get the basics done at home. No wonder I feel as though I am on vacation when we leave here the first of April.

Sunday, December 15

Back in weather jail.

Expect to be released on Tuesday.

Ethan the Mechanic

He has it jacked up on his tricycle and even has a chock on the back. The chock is on the wrong side but even so...Ethan is 5. And so much fun to watch.

Old email addresses

Sometimes an email address will get hijacked. It happens too darn often actually. I have had it happen and so I changed my password making it tougher. But then it happened again! And then again! And I am thinking, come on now I have done everything I can. Am I going to have to change my email address? I completely forgot about an old roadramblin yahoo email. A few months ago Yahoo stated that if you had not accessed an email account in a years time it would be deleted. It had been well over a year so I dismissed it as done. So after Leo alerted me to a problem I started thinking about how it could have happened and remembered that old email account. So I checked it out. And sure enough I was able to go to the account using that really old and very easy password and all my info was there plus all my contacts! At first I could not find a way to delete the account but finally googled it and it was quite easy. In so doing they did say the account was deactivated but would not be completely gone until 90 days had passed. They said if I pressed that confirm button I would not be able to get into the account. I just this minute tried it and it would not let me in but it did say to press here to reactivate the account. I do not like this! I do not know how hard it would be for someone with an evil intent to reactivate my account. The only thing that gives me comfort is that I changed that little easy password right before I deactivated the account. They would have to know that password to reactivate it.
So I am telling you if you decide to eliminate an old email account change the password first as an extra precaution.
Do you have an old email you no longer use? Check to see if you can get into it. If you can after an extended length of time so can others.

Friday, December 13

Let out of WEATHER JAIL!!

We have all been let out of weather jail today with temps in the mid 70's. There is more cold stuff on the way but at least they are not predicting a 7-10 day stretch of it. It will be more like normal with a day of cool weather and then a return to normal. We are all ready for normal.
I close all in with cold weather,both physically and mentally. It is no wonder I gained 10 pounds every winter when we lived year round in the north land. Not to mention when you are all covered up in winter gear it is easy to lose track of how you really look. Winter clothes hides bulges,bubbles and blobs quite well and then when we shed those many layers it is easy to find a hidden  chubby wonder you knew nothing about . Oh if only we could all look like we think we look! What a looker I would be. I am truly shocked whenever I look in the mirror and see that old woman looking back at me when there clearly should be something quite slim and truly gorgeous. Oh well, she is pleasant enough to live with even with the distorted mirror. Smileycons!

Browsing for things I have saved and then forgotten...




Wednesday, December 11

Still Cold...

It is still cold by South Texas standards and really, it isn't too bad, but for us it is disruptive.  The shades are pulled. We are all closed up. It is cloudy, drizzly and the high temp is hovering around 50 degrees. More of the same predicted for tomorrow. We are getting our walks in each day...mostly.
I generally do not write much when I am bummed out by...something...or someone...
There are bright spots now and then. They are eluding me at the minute. I am sunshine deprived and I am thinking that may be the only thing that will fix me.

Not today, not tomorrow either....maybe the day after tomorrow.

Tuesday, December 10

Seasonal Sorrow

We have never experienced a season in Sunny South Texas such as this one. We have had two Blue Northers that have stuck around way too long and they tell us more is on the way. There is not a sunny face on the weather report for the next 10 days. Boo!! Hiss!!
Thank goodness we have plenty of indoor activities to keep us all busy and so far we are not in danger of slipping on the ice.
I had a good time in the pool hall getting a bit of instruction from Char on the game yesterday morning. Butch may play golf today but he is beyond crazy if he does as the current outdoor temp is 42 at 9:10 AM. Brrr!
We are troopers, aren't we? She says with tongue in cheek.

Big Leo, Keri and grandson Brady

Snipped from Facebook ...looks like fun at the Brooker house!

Sunday, December 8

Groupon?

I have received many good deals through Groupon. One time I purchased a Groupon deal for a sightseeing excursion to the Port of Brownsville and we enjoyed it very much. Here is a referral link if you would like to check out Groupon. Yes, I do benefit if you join and order something using this link. And I thank you very much if you decide to do it. But I also thank you very much for reading the blog.


HTTP://WWW.GROUPON.COM//RAF/USERREFERRAL_RP/121015/10R1ACT/LK/UU4299705



Smileycons!Thank You!!

Saturday, December 7

Hunkered...again

Once again we are hunkered down because of cold weather. That is, we have been ever since the garage sale is over. Once a year we take our excess accumulation of things up to Allen Hall, pay $2 for a table to display our items and wait for the crowds to take our excess from us and release us from the bondage of THINGS. I tell you when I walk out the door after a sale I feel like a new and unencumbered woman. What a thrill!
I came home after the sale with the intention of sitting tight till warm weather returns. I even passed on walking today. The outside temp did  not get past 42 degrees. Another great Chili day so I put it all together in the crockpot and then settled in for a long winters nap.
So despite the bite of cold it has been a very good day.
The lady next to me, Susie, was selling vintage buttons to which she had attached a magnet. My only purchase of the day...besides lunch.


Friday, December 6

Colleen's Column

My walking buddy Colleen is a writer among her many other talents and her column below grew out of a conversation we had on a morning walk so of course I wanted to share it with you all.

~a column about Jefferson by Colleen O’brien
One of the very clever Jeffersonians who moved back to town over the last decade calls herself and the rest of us returnees the “deja vuers.”
This is an astute observation, a droll way of calling us what we are, for the French phrase “déjà vu” means “already seen.”
Not only have we all seen one another before, we’ve seen Jefferson from the very beginning of our lives, and there are enough places that look the same – the post office, the courthouse, the former high school, the pool, parts of the hospital, the library, the A&W, the cemeteries. And now, to see one another on the street gives me a feeling of this chance encounter having happened many times in my past, however much weightier, gray-haired and decrepit we might be now compared to our déjà vu memories.
There is something about family and old friends: we are indeed old, but most of the time when we’re talking to one another we see our early selves, when we first knew one another. It’s one of the good things about the deja vuness of living in Jefferson in old age.
The phrase déjà vu also means “something overly familiar,” which I find true as I stroll around town catching glimpses of a very young Colleen running along a sidewalk or diving into the pool or walking into the high school band room. Sometimes I see me peering over the top railing of the rotunda in the courthouse. These are places that are so completely familiar to me, so imbedded in my memory, so . . . well, so familiar.
Another definition of “déjà vu” is “the illusion of remembering scenes and events when experienced for the first time.”
This is a little trickier, but I confess to seeing myself in this definition also. For example, the first time I walked into the Greene Bean, I became slightly disoriented, thinking I’d done this before. I hadn’t. It was never a coffee house, for one thing. And during my entire lifetime, in whatever incarnation the building was used, it did not look like it does right now. I had never been there, whatever my mind was trying to tell me.
I suppose that if I live long enough, everything will take on the déjà vu definitions. After all, by one’s eighth decade, one has seen quite a bit – more than I planned on, sometimes more than I wanted, often more surprising than I ever dreamed life might be; so why not consider oneself an “already seen,” “overly familiar,” “illusion”? This is indeed what advancing-into-old-age is – all of these deja vus.
It makes aging less like a new trail and more like a path I’ve been down before. It is worn, it has weeds growing up the middle, it has a few derelict buildings from long ago, a few ghost-like faces pop up and disappear, but it is familiar, I know this place. Is this just because I live again in Jefferson?
Yet, it is simultaneously an illusion, for the I in the picture is about as recognizable as a cousin in NorthDakota I’ve never met.
Aren’t I still young? Forty-five at the oldest? Fit, working, secure, with a memory?
My illusion is that I am not losing it yet, whatever it is that I actually am losing continuously now, whether it’s my mind or something I’m unaware of losing until it’s gone; or at least gone south. Chins, plural; ear lobes lobing, skin creping, upper arms flapping. I prefer the “overly familiar” Colleen, the one of a single chin and neatly tucked ears, firm skin everywhere, not merely on my little fingers.
It is a weird phenom to think of oneself as a déjà vu– an already seen, overly familiar illusion. Who woulda thought, when I left town in 1962 that I would ever return to live here at all, let alone as an illusion? It’s almost beyond wrapping my mind around . . . this is an example of that earlier thought of mine – “more than I ever dreamed life might be. . . .”
That’s I the deja vuer – more than, less than and by definition not really here at all.

Thursday, December 5

What we did...

Butch played in an out-of-park pool league yesterday morning and then when he returned we went to Mexico, picked up a few meds, did some shopping, ate Pancho's at Elsa's and returned home.
The cold front is expected in the early morning hours of tomorrow. Tomorrow's high of 68 will happen at midnight. This, so far, has been a very different weather pattern than we usually enjoy. But it is what it is and will be what it will be. One thing about it we can usually count on good weather in March. Sometimes it is too good in March!
Today I am going shopping with Peggy. That is and has always been an adventure. Butch will be playing cribbage this afternoon.
Till next time...

Wednesday, December 4

Tuesdays are a full day

We have coffee hour in the morning and then golf. I stayed home to get ready for the garage sale. Once a year I pay for a table in Allen Hall and lay out my excess for sale. It keeps things pared down. Saturday is the big day for that. The sale is always held the first Saturday of the month but December is the only one I participate in.
On another note Butch rode his bike through the grass, and that is a no no and in so doing picked up a thorn in his tire. So we went to get it repaired yesterday. $4 for those who would be curious and here is where he went to get it repaired. You might also notice they sell dog houses. I am sure they are almost free!

And then we went to Alicia's so I could have Yolanda cut my hair. She is pictured below with the customer who preceded me.

And by the time we returned home and got our second walk in it was supper time and time for Butch to head to the pool hall.

Tuesday, December 3

We Agree

Six rules for RV happiness
by Jim Twamley
I once wrote an article on David and Sue McCarron's Volvo sleeper cab. They are out having the time of their lives RVing around the country and touring local areas on their motorcycles once they set up camp.
David shared his philosophy of RVing which he calls "Six rules for RV happiness."
1. Any driving day must be limited to 250 miles or five hours.
2. Regardless of rule number one, you must stop in time to set up completely in daylight.
3. You must stay set up for at least 48 hours.
4. Because of the size limitations of their 5th wheel, they limit occupancy as follows: drinks for six, dinner for four, sleeps two. The sleeper cab is the "condo" for overnight guests.
5. The driver does not start the engine until the "navigoddess" knows where they are going and how they are going to get there.
6. If you're in snow, you're doing it wrong!
* * *

Monday, December 2

Every Monday Morning...

I refill our weekly vitamin containers for the week each Monday morning. It really boggles my mind how quickly that day comes around each week. I do not seem to do too much but it gets more difficult to catch up. Catch up, you say? With what? Beats me but the time it does fly. I read a little, bead a little, compute quite a bit and help others with their computers. Throw meal prep, laundry, cleaning and dealing with Butch into the mix and my time is completely filled!
I do like it much better than the opposite of all this, so do not get me wrong. It is all good and I am not complaining. Oh yes, the current temperature is 78 degrees and the windows are open. Yeah, God!

Sunday, December 1

Georgia Girls

Granddaughter Ann and her 3 girls, Nina, Scarlett and new baby Skylar.


Nina

Nina on the right will be 5 tomorrow. I love this sister picture. Scarlett is on the left.

Nina

Scarlett


Friday, November 29

The Princess and the Tree

Miss Elise- Age 3

Leo climbs the stairs

At 8 months!

Happy Thanksgiving "Belated"

We went to Allen Hall for the annual Thanksgiving feast and for the first time in a very long time I feasted too much and felt slightly miserable for much of the day. We did get both of our walks done and I am sure that was helpful to my suffering body. I ate supper after 7:00 PM and it consisted of an apple and that was more than enough.
Our wonderful weather has returned with high's in the 70's. After computer class today I plan to remove the bubble wrap and put it away for the next blue norther. I would like to think it was the only one of the season but that is not being too realistic. We usually have at least one in January or February sometimes more but usually not lasting more than a day or two.
Butch is catching up on Downton Abbey and I might add it has been pleasant for me watching it for the second time. He is about to see the last episode and no, he is not going to like it either. I remember being shocked at how they ended season 3 but it did raise the bar on wanting to watch the next season and the next season is not too far off. I think it is January 5th on Sunday nights on PBS.

And this is what I posted on Facebook yesterday and it still holds true today:
Thankful for a loving and understanding family of our wandering ways, a roof over our head, a furnace to keep us warm, adequate shoes and clothes, the right kinds of foods for our bodies and each other. Everything else is fluff.

I might add I am also grateful for the AC when we need it too.

Wednesday, November 27

Still cold

We are in our 4TH day of 40 degree temps. It did warm up to tolerable yesterday and when we went for our walk there were people out and about doing this and that. Last night the weatherman said it would be 90 by Sunday! Try living with that temperature range! I hope he is wrong. 80 would be just fine. So it looks like I can remove the bubble wrap soon. If you know me at all you know I am not a cave person. I do not like my windows covered up so I will be most happy to have it warm enough to open all the windows.

Sunday, November 24

Productive Day

Bernie's Fruitcake has been assembled, baked and marinating in the fridge until time for serving. I love Bernie's fruitcake so when I share with you it is special.
 Here is Bernie's recipe.


Recipe:   Bernie's Fruitcake    
Category: Holiday
Author:   Bernie Craig
2 C Flour
1 1/2 C Sugar
1 tsp Baking Powder
1/2 tsp Salt
4 eggs
3 T butter-room temp.
4 -8 oz. Jars Whole Maraschino Cherries (Drain 3 jars)
2 C Pecan halves or pieces
2 C Walnut halves or pieces
1 LB. Raisins

Sift together flour, sugar, baking powder and salt. Stir in eggs, one at a time. Add
remaining ingredients one at a time in the order listed, mix gently.
Pour in ungreased tube pan. Bake at 300 degrees for 1 hour and 45 minutes.
Increase heat to 325 degrees and bake an additional 15 minutes. Let cool in pan
then remove. Wrap in foil or plastic and store in refrigerator. Allow 1 to 2 days for
flavors to mingle before serving.
I never liked fruitcake until I tasted Bernies. :-)
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In addition to the fruitcake I cleaned out a couple of cupboards...and then of course we did do our two walks in 47 degree weather. It really isn't too bad once you are dressed for it and had a day to get a bit more used to it. Also the bubble wrap for covering the windows has been a help not only with the cold but also the condensation that also goes along with cold weather in an RV.