Wishes!

I know, I promised that from now on I would keep this blog sane, but I have to share my last 24 hours. Late last night I went out to walk my furry children (Max and Maggie). It was so nice outside and as we walked along, Max, of course being his usual (I'm the man) self, chasing rabbits and moths and dragging me around, while poor little Maggie done her business and was looking at me with those eyes that said, boys! Well finally, Max settled down so we could enjoy our walk, as I was taking in the wonderful night air, I looked up toward the sky and for the first time in many many years, I saw the most perfect falling star. Of course I made a wish, But I felt it had special meaning because in about 2 hours it would be my birthday. I had enjoyed seeing the star so much I was sure that was my birthday present. Then today I got up as always and went to work, not thinking too much about my birthday. At my age(59) it's not something you really look forward to anymore. My children were coming tonight, which always is my happy time. As I was driving home and pondering back over my life and birthdays gone by, I thought to myself, birthdays just aren't the same when your Mama is gone. I don't know if it's the birth connection or just because Mama's make you feel special. But, I came on home, fed and walked Max and Maggie, who are always happy I'm home, and went to my computer. Now, my computer sits right next to the bedroom door where my invalid Daddy was for many years before he passed. I have lived in this house for the better part of 43 years and I know every sound this old house makes. I heard a noise and turn to see, and the door right in front of me was shaking back and forth(the door was closed). I knew someone was there, I investigated, but I knew in my heart I would find nothing. I said " I know your there, who is it?" It rattled again. That being my Daddy's room, I said "Daddy is that you?" Everything went silent........and I knew, I said " Mama, is that you?" And the door rattled three times as hard...........I said " Thank you for wishing me Happy Birthday, I know it's you and I love and miss you very much." The door never rattled again. Later, I knew better but I told my family what had happened, they just think I'm a little out there. But it's ok, because my Mama visited today.

The good old days---Part two!

Your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done and wore high heels.
Atomic War was a real everyday thought.
Men carried metal lunch boxes to work.
Mom was at home when the kids got home from school.
Nobody owned a purebred dog.
A quarter was a decent allowance, and another quarter, a huge bonus.
You'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.
The worst thing you could do at school was smoke in the bathrooms, flunk a test or chew gum.
A '55 Chevy was everyone's dream car -- to cruise, peel out, lay rubber.
People went steady and girls wore a class ring with an inch of wrapped yarn so it would fit her finger.
No one ever asked where the car keys were because they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked.
You got in big trouble if you accidentally locked the doors at home, since no one ever had a key.
Lying on your back on the grass with your friends and saying things like "That cloud looks like a ...?"
Jumping waves at the ocean for hours in that cold water.
Playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game. Back then, baseball was not a psychological group learning experience; it was a game.
Stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals because no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger.
Remember when being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home. Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! But we all survived because their love was greater than the threat.
Going to the bank meant going inside and seeing a teller - cashing a check - no automatic teller machines.
Kool-Aid.
Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo."
Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "Do it over!"
"Race issue"; meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly.
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.
Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare."
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

The good old days--Part one!

Old Enough To Remember? Remember When?
Remember when... You got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, for free, every time. And, you didn't pay for air. And, you got trading stamps to boot!
Remember when...
All soft drinks came in bottles and you could get a deposit back.
Cars had no air-conditioning.
There was "free air" at all service stations.
There were S&H green stamps.
You got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, all for free, every time.
You could go as a child and buy your mom a pack of cigarettes.
Music was on vinyl records 45 rpm and albums were 78 rpm.
There was one light (red) on top of police cars.
There was only AM radio.
Everyone took the bus to town.
You could go and see a live Jan & Dean concert for $3.00.
Gas was .26 a gal and ethyl was way too high at .30.
Typing class was noisy.
You only had GM, Ford and Chrysler making cars in the US.
Most of the change in your pocket was pure silver.
Football helmets came without face guards.
The Network News was only 15 minutes long.
Motor oil came in metal containers.
Toothpaste came in metal tubes.
The balcony at the movie theater had the best view.
Cracker Jacks had a decent and unusual prize in it.
The only sideburns you saw were on the pictures of dead presidents.
Every one you knew had a vaccination scar.
You believed everything the Government said.
The worst you could do socially was drink a beer.
Every house had a tall outside TV antennae.
You could call a doctor and he would come to your house (the same day).
Men put on a suit, they also put on a hat.

Help!!!

Most people would tell you I am usually not at a loss for words,but for some reason I am today. As an example of this, just the other day, I was reading some trivia,(my sons were here) that the average person talks 60 words per minute,when I heard my oldest say"she's doing twice that right now". So I really don't know where this mood is coming from but today I am blank. Maybe it's the weather, (dark and rainy) or maybe it's the deafening silence here today. This old house has saw 5 generations come through it and soon to be 6. So yes, the silence can get pretty loud sometimes, memories I suppose. But I'm sure tomorrow will be a better day, So until then, If anyone has any questions or topics they would like me to write on please throw them my way. It's getting bad when you blog about nothing to blog about. So stay tuned to the continuing story of a woman lost in silence.........................

Silly Saturday

It's a rainy Saturday night and I'm in a silly mood so let's try something for fun. I thought I would ask a what if question and see what kind of response I get. Ok here goes; If you could make any fictional character come to life, which would it be and why? I'll go first. "William Parrish" played by Anthony Hopkins in the movie "Meet Joe Black". AHHHH the perfect man in every way, kind, sweet, gentle, smart, honest, loyal, trusting,loving,classy and wise, not to mention easy on the eyes for someone his age. As for the reason why, because I have never had a man like that in my life. Ok, tag your it.

Christian the Lion

I know this is old news, but I ran across it again today and just wanted to share, in case there is one of you that missed it. Unconditional love is so beautiful.My favorite video,no matter how many times I watch it.

Baby Boomers! We never give up!