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Hey, Tina, if I build a walkway, can I get a discount?
Tuesday, December 9th, 2014.... I can't believe that there are only 15
more shopping days until Christmas. I am sure I will get my shopping done. I
have faith in my daughters. I have faith in my son, too, but he doesn't do any
of my shopping for me. I wonder if he will accept a dangerous and
difficult task - like taking me out for target practice.
This will be our third trip to the Garden State in three months. I guess
we really miss all of our kids. I am almost ready to go. I had my
yearly physical last Thursday. I also stopped at the dentist because they
have to order some medicine for my old bones that are trying to hold on to my
teeth. They have the medicine there, but it is 'less expensive' for me to
order through Express Scripts. I picked up my new sunglasses for the trip
because my 'white out' condition is acting up again. I was a little
concerned about that condition until I read that Bono of U2 fame has the same
condition which is caused by OUR glaucoma. I am sure everyone knows
Bono .......my favorite U2 song is "The Hands that Built America." Well, back to
getting ready - as I said ALMOST. My only problem is our house sitter.
Tina is booked to sit someone else's home. I guess I didn't get to her
soon enough. Now, all is not bad. She said she is house sitting
Mary's house which is right next to ours. Mary is heading for Ireland for
Christmas. Hmmm, I wonder if she will see Bono while she is there.
Okay, back to Tina, which is not her real name. I don't want to advertise
for her if she doesn't housesit for us. Tina said that since our homes are so close she can do
both. Great idea.... One night in mine and one night in Mary's and
the cost will ..............what? She wants to charge us both full price.
Where is the Christmas spirit? I guess it is the season for spending.
Merry Christmas to all. May the New Year be prosperous and peaceful for
all the nations of the World! I'll be back on the island for the New Year
and back rambling on January 6th, 2015.
Tuesday, November 25th, 2014... WOW, I can see again. No, I didn't
have any kind of operation or spiritual event. It only took me ten months
to believe Dr. Florio was correct when he told me that I needed a new
don't know if I didn't listen to him because I thought I could see fine or if I
was being frugal. I go to my eye doctor every three months - not because
he is my favorite; however, the staff rates up there among my preferred folks.
Did I hear a why do you go every three months? I have glaucoma so I must
get my eye pressure measured. It is always in the safe range because it is
controlled by a nightly drop of lumigan in each eye. I only need glasses
for distance. I can use the computer, the iPad, the Fire, and the iPhone
without glasses. The TV was becoming a little blurred. Since Helga would
not let me move my recliner any closer, it was time to spend those big bucks
for new glasses. I picked them up yesterday. Helga took a ride with
me because the bug guy was coming, and she didn't feel like getting dressed. She
didn't look too bad with that house dress and baseball hat and sunglasses. I
don't think our kids would have recognized her in that disguise. After
kibitzing with the staff in the doctor's office, I walked out into the world
with a new outlook. We started our drive home, and I mentioned to Helga
that the trees still have leaves and there are words on those road signs.
She looked at me as if I were an alien - maybe it was the new glasses. When
we arrived home, the bug guy was there so Helga told me to take a ride south on
the island. Naturally, I did because her hair looked
like..............never mind. We only rode a few blocks when I saw a new
sign. It read The Peninsula at Topsail. Helga yelled for me
to turn right. So we did and we discovered a new extension of land where they were
building homes. I wanted to ride to the end because I figured we could
see our home, and I was correct. Well, the roof counts, right? On our
way back to the main road, a man motioned for us to stop. It was the
developer, Bryan Hamby, who thought we might be looking to build a new home.
Damn, I should have taken a picture. ("See" you back here on December
Tuesday, November 11th, 2014... If our economy is in the doldrums, how can
so many people afford smart phones? I looked at a chart broken down according
to age groups, and I was shocked to find that 95% of adults have cell phones compared
to only 80% for teenagers. I would have bet my, my......well, I would have
made a substantial wager and LOST. I don't know anyone without a cell
phone. Do you? I know they are all not smart phones. In today's
market, all cell phones support texting and the taking of pictures. I am proud to say
that everyone in my family has entered the smart phone era....even my youngest
finally purchased one after much encouragement from friends who would laugh at
her flip phone. Okay, now that I am passed the preliminaries, I want to
talk about all my senior friends that have made the transition from no cell
phone to smart phones. It is tough to teach old folks new stuff, but I
guess everyone - even seniors - want to keep up with the youth of today.
Most of the senior citizens that I know have the peculiar habit of turning off
their cell phones unless they are using them. I am not in that category.
Mine is on 24/7. A few of my senior friends are having trouble with the
abbreviations used in texting. Some they have down pat; others they
forget. A few of my senior friends have made up their own, and this makes
it impossible to understand what they are trying to communicate. My friend
in Tennessee once sent me FWIW. I could not figure it out. So I had
to ask for an explanation - FORGOT WHERE I WAS. Naturally, his wife
doesn't allow him to drive anymore. He once used DWI, which to him meant
DRIVING WHILE INCONTINENT. That too is a good reason for him not to drive
since they only have one car. A relative in Florida uses WTF to mean
WHAT'S TODAY'S FISH. I don't want to bore you, but I have one more that a
friend in Pennsylvania uses. His favorite one is LWO, which translates to
LAWENCE WELK IS ON. One more from my friend in Tennessee - see if you can
decipher it. WIWYA! Good luck.
(Next Rambling will be posted on November 25th)
Tuesday, October 28th, 2014... I know it will change soon, but the weather
here for the last few weeks has been perfect after a so-so summer. What will the winter bring?
Let me go check the Old Farmer's Almanac.... I am back.
What do they know? I hope they are wrong because it stated...."and
another teeth-chatteringly cold winter is on its way across the United States!"
While I was looking for this faulty prediction, I encountered a section on
words. Now, my readers know how I love words. The first one really
wasn't a word. It was an abbreviation that I don't think I ever knew how
it was formed. Now, I know where "lb." originated. Helga says that I
forget a lot of things, and I have to believe her. However, I know the big
A is not even close...I hope. Back to lb.... The abbreviation for
pound, lb., comes from the Roman astrological sign Libra. Interesting,
right? Well, I found a few other interesting words. Let's go with
one more word - erythrophobe. I bet there are millions of people who have this
condition. When I first started teaching, I had a female student with this
condition. She would "blush" when I called her name to ask her a question.
She was such a blusher that even her legs would blush. Now, remember this was back in the day when
all girls had to wear skirts. Yes, back in the dark ages. I don't
want to bore you folks with more words so stop reading now. However, if my
grandkids are reading this, the first one to email me with the word for the
handle on a bucket or kettle will win ten dollars. I am closing with
gnomon, griffonage, and sternutation, which is something we all do every
day. I'll be back on November 11th.
October 14th, 2014... I can honestly say nothing exciting is
happening at 1205 so I have to resort to my Apple writing app - Prompts.
WE are going to make a run to New Jersey soon; but since we have not done that
yet, I can't write about it unless I make stuff up. Everyone knows that I
never make things up. Grandchild number four loves to make up stories; he
must get that from the Steller genes. Well, back to my app. I hit the plus
sign for a topic. It was - "Then, suddenly, the move went wrong." Now that
could be a good one, but nothing positive came to my mind. As my readers know,
I don't write about negative things like our President or the other liars in
Washington, D.C. Hmm, that was a little harsh, but everyday a little more comes
out. Now with this Ebola scare and a possible war with ISIS, those same folks
in Washington need to be honest with us. Gees, was this "a move that went
wrong" by me? Okay, let me go back to my Prompts app and hit that plus sign
again. I promise I will write about whatever comes up because I told my
students many, many years ago that they should be able to write about any topic
that is given to them. Our minds are creative and we should use that part of
our brain more than we do. Okay, here goes - hitting the plus sign. "The
first postcard I received was from...." Now that one I can write about. I
might have to fudge it a little, but I can do it. Back in the old days, when
students were allowed to go on vacation during the school year - don't forget I
taught in an area where most of the parents worked seasonal jobs - they would
ask for their assignments. I would tell them that I would give them time to
make them up when they returned - mainly because it was a hassle for me to list
assignments that we were going to complete while they were gone. However, I would tell them
that they had to send me a postcard while they were on vacation. The
postcards were placed on the bulletin board. I knew I could do it! I'll be back on October 28th
unless I am in New Jersey.