BITS AND PIECES

GOOD MORNING WORLD

I am loving sleep.  It is new to me and refreshing.  I am hoping it sticks around for awhile and I can bring it home with me.

The waking is the fun part as my mind is up and raring to go.  My thoughts are immediate and my mind is moving while my body is still prone.  Amazing to me.  I know I overuse that word yet it works well.

This morning my first thoughts were of lunch with friends, packing to leave, school starting as Labor Day is Monday.  This thought led me to all sorts of schools.

I was off and running with my firm belief that ‘there is no one size fits’ all in schools.  This is a real paradigm shift for me in the last many years.  I believed in K-12 public education as being the end all of what was good with private schools added when you had the money.  After all private schools still matriculated in the K-12 realm.

I was introduced to Montessori as a type of teaching method when I substitute taught in one school.  It was interesting this open concept and yet the school finally added walls.  I experienced through friends year round schools of which I was vehemently against as not a viable way of educating.  Home schooling forget it.  This was one long pajama game!  I have since found real value in all of the above and adopted for my mantra the phrase I mentioned above.  “There is no one size fits all”.

Then I got up and dressed and the packing began and I am thinking about ends.  End of summer, end of vacation, end of wearing white as of course everyone knows there is no wearing of white after Labor Day.  NOT!!!  Even this old dress code has ended and gone by the wayside in some places.

Then the inevitable bittersweet feeling washes over me as I look around this tiny cottage and realize it will be some time before I am here again.  I am healed in the fact that the misuse by the guests the week before I arrive has been corrected.  There is no longer a wet old dog smell permeating the rooms.  At least I can no longer smell it.  It has once again become a home away from home.  Dad even said he did not smell it either when he and my brother came for coffee, which will be the last one until October.

Still the bittersweet comes.  The excitement of returning to the spa on Monday will take over soon.  Until then it is a melancholy feeling that sits in my being.  A wistfulness for times of old and longing for the new ones yet to come.  It tastes as rich as crème Brule and as bitter as vinegar.  You see both happy and sad in one thus the word bittersweet which sums up so much.

It was when I was acknowledging how I was feeling in order to move forward that is occurred to me that life is made of bits and pieces.  Being the eclectic aging woman that I am the song ‘Bits and Pieces’ began playing in my head.  I attributed it to the Beatles at first.  Was reminded with a search that it was the Dave Clark Five!*  Another aside and adds to the theme.

Our lives are made of the bits and pieces.  The snippets of happiness and sadness.  Hopefully sadness being more the snippets.  Let the happiness and joy reside for longer periods of time.  I was off in a search in my mind for a picture to demonstrate this idea.  The Cathedral Basilica of St. Louis!  A must see!

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This church takes my breath away every time I enter it.  It is decorated with mosaics.  Now these pieces of material are tiles – tiny tiles from fingernail size and up.  Floor to ceiling they glitter and shine and create the most gorgeous and glorious pictures.  I loved taking people there and watch them catch their breath as they enter the doors.  The pope visited in 1999.  I believe this Cathedral would challenge any on Europe.

In this church there is very little space that is not filled with bits and pieces of mosaic tiles.  Even in the solid colors there are variants in the way the light hits them so they have nuances to the single color.  These bits and pieces of different shaped and different colored tiles create a whole sacred space.

The same with our lives.  The bits and pieces, the thoughts and feelings, the actions and reactions, the highs the lows, the struggles the success, the happy the sad, all create this beautiful life that we live.  As I continue about my day I am enthralled with my own analogy of the Cathedral.  It is such a great example.  Even in my ineptness I came up with the perfect description for myself this day.

I will continue with my plans as I figuratively put new tiles of colors into my life from the realities of what is to become today.  The last day of August.  Essentially the last day of summer for those returning to school that have not already.  The last day of this stay at the cottage.

The good thing about analogies is that they can be formed anyway you want them to be.  I can continue to dwell with the last or I can look to the future as I prefer to do so often.  Rather than wallow in the melancholy I know it is best for me to live in happiness.  I will be seeing sweet people in a few hours.  I will be packing to go to the spa yet again with a dear friend to celebrate our friendship and improve our health.  I will be moving closer to the warmth of my own home.  I will be closer to a welcome home hug.

Some ideas are great in planning for good use of time and in the execution come up lacking.  Two weeks alone away from my boyfriend is simply just too long!  It seemed different when he was away from me all those times of work travel?  Even this melancholy will soon be lost with the fun of the spa and the logic of logistics that this was the best plan despite the separation.

Yes today I am adding to the bits and pieces to the cathedral that is my life.  I am betting the colors are tinged with melancholy and deep and rich and in the tones of deep blue, violet and a teal green.  Those are the colors I would assign to this particular day.

I am guessing tomorrow will be filled with a bright yellow tinged with a vivid red leaning to orange as I whizz down the highway in a blur in a car filled with chatter of old friends off to a new experience!

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

*http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/the_dave_clark_five/bits_and_pieces.html

*http://cathedralstl.org/

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By ktsquared Posted in Trivia

I FOUND IT!!!

GOOD MORNING WORLD

Last night I went to bed at about 11:30PM.  I read until about 12ish and thought, well if I sleep until 6 that will be a good thing.  It was 6:58 when I awoke this morning.  I had been asleep for almost 7 hours.  I took a moment to let that set in as it was so new to me.  I actually did not feel as lethargic as I normally do when I awake.  I had found it a good night’s sleep!!!  Who knew it was here at the cottage all that time.

Now to take it home.  The results of a good night’s sleep are more energy I believe.  A good night’s sleep is healthy for us.  It shapes our whole day.  Believe me I will be trying to repeat this same night again tonight and every night until I get back home.

While many have written about the benefits of sleep, there are whole industries now that rely on people not sleeping.  Think  of the drugs alone that are available for insomnia.  Sleep Apnea is commonly diagnosed.  I have heard of many friends who recently have shared that they are using C-PAP machines.  That industry must be doing very well.

If a person does not sleep doing any chores or work during the day is adding stress upon stress.  Productivity is reduced.  Caffeine is taken in to keep us awake.  Industry increase in coffee and caffeinated sodas.  Industry of stress relieving drugs and exercise businesses.

If a person does not sleep they are too tired to cook good meals.  They take the easy route out and let others do the cooking and most often it is fast food on the way home for work.  Increase in fast food industry.  When was the last time you saw a McDonald’s closed?

If a person does not sleep then exercise is questionable.  There may not be enough energy to even go out for a walk.  This means probably that more television is watched.  Increase in home theater industry?  Seems logical.

When sleep is not coming more people are probably up and awake and on the internet.  Increase in that?

Well after all this musing this morning I think that perhaps sleep is the answer to lots of things.  It certainly works for the politicians that get elected then go to sleep on the job!!!

“To Sleep: ah per chance to dream: there’s the rub………”.  Oh my word a good night’s sleep has led me to quoting Shakespeare?  Hamlet’s ‘To Be or Not to Be’.  Who knew?

‘Perchance to dream’………think I will work on the sleeping part a little longer and then the dreams will come.  Look at the fun that may await when you sleep well?

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

RAINY DAY THURSDAY – KATRINA ANNIVERSARY

GOOD MORNING WORLD

It is a rainy day in this neighborhood.  It sounds soft and gentle against the panes of glass.  It is the sound of a tap tap tap and not lasting long periods and tells me it will be going away quickly.  Maybe there will be sporadic drizzles throughout the day.  It reminds me that I did not bring a coat.  It adds a chill to the cottage so I may have to turn on the heat.  Perhaps I’ll just snuggle in a blanket and read.  Oh such choices and the blessing is I have them.

Eight years ago today there were few choices left for the residents in the path of Katrina.

On the night of August 27, Katrina underwent another episode of rapid deepening, strengthening to a Category 5 hurricane with maximum sustained winds of 175 mph (280 km/h) by 10:00 am CDT on August 28.[11] A few minutes later, at 10:11 a.m. CDT (1511 UTC), Robert Ricks, a meteorologist with the New Orleans/Baton Rouge NWS office, issued the following statement:[2][12][13]

WWUS74 KLIX 281550

NPWLIX

URGENT — WEATHER MESSAGE

NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICENEW ORLEANSLA

1011 AM CDT SUN AUG 28, 2005

…DEVASTATING DAMAGE EXPECTED….

HURRICANE KATRINA…A MOST POWERFUL HURRICANE WITH UNPRECEDENTED

STRENGTH…RIVALING THE INTENSITY OF HURRICANE CAMILLE OF 1969.

MOST OF THE AREA WILL BE UNINHABITABLE FOR WEEKS…PERHAPS LONGER. AT

LEAST ONE HALF OF WELL CONSTRUCTED HOMES WILL HAVE ROOF AND WALL

FAILURE. ALL GABLED ROOFS WILL FAIL…LEAVING THOSE HOMES SEVERELY

DAMAGED OR DESTROYED.

THE MAJORITY OF INDUSTRIAL BUILDINGS WILL BECOME NON FUNCTIONAL.

PARTIAL TO COMPLETE WALL AND ROOF FAILURE IS EXPECTED. ALL WOOD

FRAMED LOW RISING APARTMENT BUILDINGS WILL BE DESTROYED. CONCRETE

BLOCK LOW RISE APARTMENTS WILL SUSTAIN MAJOR DAMAGE…INCLUDING SOME

WALL AND ROOF FAILURE.

HIGH RISE OFFICE AND APARTMENT BUILDINGS WILL SWAY DANGEROUSLY…A

FEW TO THE POINT OF TOTAL COLLAPSE. ALL WINDOWS WILL BLOW OUT.

AIRBORNE DEBRIS WILL BE WIDESPREAD…AND MAY INCLUDE HEAVY ITEMS SUCH

AS HOUSEHOLD APPLIANCES AND EVEN LIGHT VEHICLES. SPORT UTILITY VEHICLES

AND LIGHT TRUCKS WILL BE MOVED. THE BLOWN DEBRIS WILL CREATE

ADDITIONAL DESTRUCTION. PERSONS…PETS…AND LIVESTOCK EXPOSED TO THE

WINDS WILL FACE CERTAIN DEATH IF STRUCK.

POWER OUTAGES WILL LAST FOR WEEKS…AS MOST POWER POLES WILL BE DOWN

AND TRANSFORMERS DESTROYED. WATER SHORTAGES WILL MAKE HUMAN SUFFERING

INCREDIBLE BY MODERN STANDARDS.

THE VAST MAJORITY OF NATIVE TREES WILL BE SNAPPED OR UPROOTED. ONLY

THE HEARTIEST WILL REMAIN STANDING…BUT BE TOTALLY DEFOLIATED. FEW

CROPS WILL REMAIN. LIVESTOCK LEFT EXPOSED TO THE WINDS WILL BE

KILLED.

AN INLAND HURRICANE WIND WARNING IS ISSUED WHEN SUSTAINED WINDS NEAR

HURRICANE FORCE…OR FREQUENT GUSTS AT OR ABOVE HURRICANE FORCE…ARE

CERTAIN WITHIN THE NEXT 12 TO 24 HOURS.

ONCE TROPICAL STORM AND HURRICANE FORCE WINDS ONSET…DO NOT VENTURE

OUTSIDE!

It turned out that this storm was the deadliest and most destructive Atlantic tropical cyclone of the 2005 season according to Wikipedia.  It was the costliest natural disaster and one of the 5 deadliest in the history of the US.  I have included links below for further reading.*

As I listen I can be grateful this rain is abating and the wind is gentle.  It could be worse and has been up here as well.  I remember hurricanes and in fact the first time we looked at Head of the Harbor Cottage hurricane Gloria had just blown through.  There was tape on the windows, debris in the yard and the house smelled of gas from a leaky valve of the tank.  We bought it despite all that as I could see the possibilities.

I am blessed to have a husband who listens to me on occasion.  I am blessed to have a life that has allowed me the creativity to mold this small little, 400 sq. ft., hurricane survivor into a little piece of heaven here on earth – at least for me!!!

Today I will say a prayer for those still suffering from Katrina’s wrath.  Today I will say a prayer of thanksgiving as I count my own blessings.

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

*http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hurricane_Katrina

*http://www.ncdc.noaa.gov/extremeevents/specialreports/Hurricane-Katrina.pdf

*http://www.npr.org/2013/08/29/216506079/post-katrina-new-orleans-a-story-of-modern-pioneering

STUBBORNESS – NOT NECESSARILY BAD

GOOD MORNING WORLD

I am certain that by now anyone who has read my blog knows that I am a ‘daddy’s girl’.  Actually kind of had to be as my mother and first step-mother died each only staying around for about 13 years or so.  Dad is the constant in my life.  His belief in marriage, as he keeps marrying (and Millie, a really lovely lady, has put up with Dad for the last 37 years), his faith, his humor, his bias, his politics, his tenacity have all been the constant that molded me over the course of my lifetime.  I admire this man and occasionally do not agree with him though approach disagreement carefully.  He turned 92 on Sunday and is now the ‘poster child’ for the local health and fitness center in my home town as they have him on a brochure using the recumbent bicycle.Mr Harbor House 2013

When I am in residence at the cottage he comes for coffee as often as his schedule allows.  Some days I get a two-fer when I get Millie as well.  On Wednesdays I get a different two-fer as my brother is driving.  In a way returning all the times Dad drove him as a kid.  The circle of life complete once again.

It is Wednesday and my Dad and brother have just left for the rest of their ride.  They will go around Seawall, go up to Somesville and get another coffee for Dad, stop at the local florist for some flowers – “The Leslie Special” for Millie – and then home.  My brother is a wonderful man and I marvel that a spoiled rotten kid who was hell on wheels could turn out so good! Then again he had the same constant as I.

I watched Dad walk out of here grasping for something to hold onto and stubbornly not reaching for my brother’s arm which is subtly ever at the ready.  He is bent with the pain he suffers in his back and uses one wrist crutch.  He had to stop playing golf at 90 as he could no longer swing with the back pain. I look at him and often wonder if the pain in his back that creates the ‘bentness’ of his body is not a gift from God like Paul’s thorn in his side.  This pain keeps Dad going to find a way out.  He exercises at Harbor House a couple of times a week.  He goes to Physical Therapy.  He has tenacity spelled s-t-u-b-b-o-r-n.  In this case I think stubborn is good.

I am accused of being stubborn and from the tone in which it is said it is not a good thing in my case.  I am going to look at this word in a new way.  Perhaps the word is not stubborn,  Perhaps a better word for Dad is determined?  Determined to live the best life he can with dignity.  Hmmmmm – I am going to mull this for some time to come I believe.  Dad’s life was not lily white – he smoked, he drank, he was overweight at times.  He said to me yesterday that he was the last of crew with the exception of 4 of his army buddies.  I wonder what that feels like?  He also said to me yesterday that he was sung to by some angels in front of him.  The children of Harbor House sang Happy Birthday to him.  He smiles with joy often.kids singing to dad

The more I write and think about tenacity, stubborn, determined, I think that perseverance may just be the right word.  Though it has to be couched with the words faith and humor.  It certainly has worked for Dad.  Maybe I will try this for myself?  I certainly have much to think about as I go about this day.

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

 

By ktsquared Posted in Family

QUIET AND QUESTIONS

GOOD MORNING WORLD

I wish my memory was as good today as it was years ago.  Do not get me wrong I have a terrific memory it no longer works on command.  Actually when I think of it that could be said for much of this aging body.  Again do not mistake my words for regret or moribund, I am glad to be here ever with the hope of improvement.  Next week I am going to be working on that diligently as I travel back to the spa that I thought was going to be a onetime thing and now looks like it may become an annual outing.

I woke up to quiet this morning after an okay night’s sleep by my value scale.  It could have been better and I know I have had worse.  Last night I slept through the night and that in and of itself is a minor miracle.  My first thoughts this morning were of the quiet.  Then the questions began in my mind.

What am I going to do today?

Do I need to turn on the news?  Can I not simply enjoy the quiet?

What of yesterday’s situation?  What do I do with it? How do I fix it?  Can I fix it?

Do I want to sew all day?  Read some?  What shall I have for supper?

All non-critical questions in the whole scheme of things really.  The day will unfold.  The news will happen whether I watch or not. The situation will evolve as it will and my input is no longer important.  I will not starve.

Then I checked my daily reading that posts in my email.  I found it interesting in light of my thoughts.

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The Lord comes to judge the earth.
Let the heavens be glad and the earth rejoice;
let the sea and what fills it resound;
let the plains be joyful and all that is in them!
Then shall all the trees of the forest exult.
The Lord comes to judge the earth.

Matthew 23: 23 – 26  Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, you hypocrites.  You pay tithes of mint and dill and cummin,  and have neglected the weightier things of the law:  judgment and mercy and fidelity.

How often do I show mercy?  In what areas of my life is fidelity important?

Action:  The next time you have the chance to put someone in their place, show a little mercy.

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After I read this the sentence “Abandon all hope all who enter here” came to mind.  I was trying to remember a book I just read that focused so on Dante’s  poem.  It took all of writing this thus far and looking the sentence up to remember it was “Inferno” by Dan Brown.  Very good book.  I had it completely read within the first week of publication!

I find the sentence very depressing and would not want that over my door to my home or the cottage that I enjoy so very much on beautiful days like today.  I wondered is that not something more hopeful in light of the fact that I am called to show mercy.

I searched for the sentence above with “Peace to all who enter here” only to discover this is an industry of home decor with various plaques with those words upon it.  I searched further for a verification of the quote.

The closest I could find was:

Matthew 11:28-30

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

and:

John 14:27

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.

Both of them seem to fit the bill and Matthew seems also to hit the point of mercy that he elaborates upon later on in his book and showed up in my daily scripture.

I think this is enough for me today to have me focus on peace and mercy.  I am hoping it will help move out negative thoughts from my mind.  I need that help today.  I need peace and mercy.  Thank you God for showing me that!!!

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

By ktsquared Posted in Trivia

HIGHWAYS AND HUMOR

GOOD MORNING WORLD

On Saturday I made my annual August trek north to one of my favorite places in the world, Head of the Harbor Cottage.  It was really an uneventful day though there was some traffic and a couple of accidents.  It seemed like more accidents than I have normally experienced.  I like traveling on Saturdays as there is less traffic.  I also like that I was going north when many were coming south to get to the beaches for the weekly turn-overs. By the time I got too far north for those last week of summer vacation fans it was well after the 3-4 o’clock check-in for rentals that traffic was almost non-existent.

The thing about traveling on a Saturday is that talk radio is full of repeats.  I am lucky enough to have Sirius satellite radio so I can get a better selection of radio than normal.  Still the news was old and I am becoming very jaded about it anyway.  No one does anything except talk and threaten.  It gets old and tired.  Thinking that might be the case I was proactive and ordered some CDs to play on the way.

Oh no not music my friends – I can get that on the radio.  These were specific and anticipated.  I ordered myself two recent Garrison Keillor CDs.  One was ‘My Little Town’ and the other simply entitled ‘Stories’. I knew I was in for at least 6 hrs of entertainment.  I listened to some news and music for the first part of the trip to catch up and pay attention as I varied my route.  Once I was on the familiar road I put the first CD ‘My Little Town” into the player.

I was off and back in a place I wish I could actually visit.  I was in Lake Wobegon, where ‘the men are strong, the women good-looking and the children above average’.  I so want to visit this place as it reminds me of my own hometown.  Perhaps that is why I like them so much as I can interchange his names with those of my own memories and the poignant or humorous story remains the same.  Only the names have changed.

I wend my way driving yet I am off in another part of the country in my mind.  I smile at the sweetness of one CD track and I laugh right out loud at others.   There was one point when I wondered if I should not pull over as I was laughing so hard.  It was then that it occurred to me that other drivers might wonder what is going on in my vehicle.  Here was a mature – face it – old woman driving an old white wagon laughing hysterically even slapping the wheel.  Is she nuts?  Is she on some sort of medication? Is she on a hands free phone?  I didn’t really care.  The enjoyment of the words floating from the dashboard had me caught in a little town in the Midwest.

I absolutely love Garrison Keillor.  My husband has no worries as this man is happily married as am I.  I love Keillor as a performer.  I have seen him on TV and he is still as good as on a CD alone.  I love the tenor of his voice.  I love the intonation of the words.  I love the pictures he draws in my mind from his descriptions of Lake Wobegon and the people.  I am in awe of his talent and prolific imagination.

He takes trials and turns them into triumphs.  This annual August trip is the fifth of its kind.  This trip is to go out to dinner at the Bar Harbor Inn with my girlfriend.  Seems silly to drive all day to spend a week to go out for a dinner one night over-looking the water.  I cannot imagine not being here for this celebration.

We go out to dinner every August 28th – two of us at a table set for three.  We order three drinks, one a single malt placed in front of the empty place setting, and we toast the birthday girl that left us suddenly in January 2009.  When people have been friends since they were born it seems the least we could do to honor her life.  I wonder how Garrison Keillor would tell our story?  I know that it would end with the men being strong, the women good-looking and he children above average.  I could use all of those words to describe our friend.  She was strong, good-looking and above average.  Rest in Peace Shirley, you are missed and remembered with love.

……ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

CHECK YOUR MEDS!!!

GOOD MORNING WORLD

I SLEPT!!!  I think the last post I made was about where the Sandman had been hiding as he was not visiting me.  I spent the nights from the 15th until the 20th screaming to fall asleep.  I simply could not.  My bedtime routine had not changed.   I was going to bed at the same time if not a bit earlier some nights.  I was awake long after the 11Pm time.  Many nights I simply got back up at 12:30 AM to check emails and try warm milk.  Still most of those 6 nights I did not fall asleep until well after 2AM.  Or at least 2AM was the last time I remembered on the clock.  I have been dragging everyday despite some days sleeping until 8 or 9AM.  Long after my usual 7AM awake time.

What had changed?

On Monday the 12th I had a meeting with my doctor.  We were reviewing some tests I had and planning a move forward.  Think I wrote about numbers back last fall.  We are still checking those.  I learned about CRP at Canyon Ranch last year and trying to understand why mine does not register normally.  The interesting thing this appointment brought to light is that every lab has its own definition of normal.  I am about to give up on all doctors.

As our discussion progressed she wanted me to go back on blood pressure medicine.  I had been on a low dose one last winter.  At one appointment with an allergy Dr., he told me to stop the medicine as I was complaining of coughing too much.  Coughing was a side effect of the medicine I was on.  I called my GP and told her and stopped the medicine.  Never was certain I needed it in the beginning anyway.  My blood pressure was not alarming especially considering my generous size.  The carotid artery ultrasound she had me do and the echo cardiogram showed nothing bad so why the meds???  Being the good doobee that I can be sometimes I acquiesced.

I started this drug late on the 12th.  I started NOT sleeping on the 15th.  Insomnia was not a documented side effect in that very long list.  I found only one mention of it on the internet when I got on that trail as the only thing that had changed in my routine was this medicine.  I tried to call her yesterday to say that I was not going to ‘take it anymore’ as I was too tired.  After trying to get through the maze of the phone system at this office I got through and they prescribed a new med.  I told them I was not going to start taking it until the next day, today, as I wanted a chance to maybe sleep.

I slept last night.  Conclusion from this unscientific brain using deductive reasoning was that the meds were affecting my sleep.  Right or wrong the result is when I stopped it I slept.  Not a mental genius and now feeling a little more alive and rested.  Got to watch the meds!!!

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

SANDMAN NO WHERE IN SIGHT

GOOD MORNING WORLD

I thought for sure there was a song about sleepless nights.  Of course I looked it up and VOILA!  Anne Murray recorded a song called “Another Sleepless Night” in 1982 and it got to #4 on the chart in the US, Hit #1 in Canada!

DireWolf answered on Yahoo answers that:

There’s a song called like that by Shawn Christopher. Also other artists that have songs with that name: Jimmy Clanton, Anne Murray, Neil Sedaka. Maybe it’s one of them.

So there you have it the history of a phrase.

I actually lived the whole thing last night when I did not fall asleep until after 4AM.  I did everything I could imagine to do and still the sandman did not visit.  This was terribly disappointing as I had actually seen him in the movie “Rise of the Guardians” earlier that evening.   Cute kids flick if you have not seen it!

It is going to be a long day.  Add to that the corrections I discovered in my comment box!

I do believe ‘clutter’ could be my middle name and I dislike it so and have not ever become disciplined enough to correct that.  I am like a bird that flits from flower to flower as I flit from project to project or interest to interest or from task to task.  None ever getting done.  Best thing for me is a list and making one needs to be #1 and I rarely get there.  I am certain I have written about this before!

It is at times like these when a kind word hits the spot.  I got one of those in my in box.  A ‘fan’ said that they were glad I was writing again as it is ‘kind of my touch moment of the day’.  I am honored and will take that as encouragement and forge forward despite the fact that this is a relative and they are supposed to be nice to us anyway – right?

I think I will write about encouraging words tomorrow…………….

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

RENEWED COMMITMENT

GOOD MORNING WORLD

I was told I am losing fans by not blogging.  I am not certain I had fans.  I am certain that blogging is part of me now.  I am also certain that it helps me relax and stayed organized.  I am not going to make the same choice I did June 1 2012.  I am going to challenge myself to write weekly if not bi-weekly in the coming months.

I caved and bought another coffeepot yesterday.  The fix for the old one gave me chucky coffee one last day.  It is something about the way the pot set under the filter that if it was not positioned right the water did not come out smoothly and backed up and the grounds would go over the filter it appeared.  Whether correct or not the result was coffee filled with grounds and straining was not the answer either.  This is the second pot in a year.  Not good.

I have decided to divest myself of our Keurig however.  We do not use it often enough to have it sit out on the counter.  As messy as I am I do not like cluttered counters.  There are those that will say right with their eyes rolling in disbelief.  The point is I do not like them and fact is that I cannot or do not get away from some clutter.  Imagine Peppermint Patty with dust swirling around.  So used Keurig for sale!!!

The day here as I write this more journal than blog is cool and breezy and my energy level is high.  I am going to tap it and head to actually do some cleaning in our family room.  I had an interesting conversation with one of the residents of the house at this time.

Conversation with an 8 yr old:

 Grandmama:

I think as I clean today I will rearrange the furniture do you have any suggestions.

8yr old: Yes let’s put the TV here and the chair over there and the couch can stay where it is.

Grandmama: That sounds great.  We do put the TV there during Christmas due to the tree.  The reason the TV is where it is due to the sun not shining on it there.

8 yr old: Oh right – then I got nothing!

Love the honesty!!!

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

HARRIED

GOOD MORNING WORLD

The first word that came to my head this morning was HARRIED.  My TO DO list is nine miles long.  Here I am with almost three hours behind me and not much to check off the list.    The list is not even written.  I was going many different directions at once.  I need focus.

The best way I discovered last year for me to focus was to write so here I sit spending precious time trying to get jobs done and doping absolutely nothing about the looming list.

I looked up harried.  The definition is:

harried

verb (used with object)

1. to harass, annoy, or prove a nuisance to by or as if by repeated attacks; worry: He was harried by constant doubts.

2. to ravage, as in war; devastate: The troops harried the countryside.

verb (used without object)

3. to make harassing incursions.


Origin:
before 900; Middle English herien, Old English her ( g ) ian  (derivative of here  army); cognate with German verheeren, Old Norse herja  to harry, lay waste

Related forms

un·har·ried, adjective

Synonyms
1. molest, plague, trouble. 2. plunder, strip, rob, pillage.

Dictionary.com Unabridged
Based on the Random House Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2013.

As I read this my harried thoughts and feelings seem to pale in comparison to mentions of war, plague, plunder and pillage.  I am simply a little concerned that I will get all the things done that I need to complete this next few hours!

So in perspective my day is not too bad.  Think I will kick it up a notch and actually get to the list by writing one out.  Might just be able to check all the items off.  Of course I will be able to start with a check off as I will put ‘Write my blog” as #1.  We know that is all done now – write and check off at the same time!  I am now beginning my kind of day!!!

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

By ktsquared Posted in Trivia

$34.99 TREAT

GOOD MORNING WORLD

It has been so long and I have missed you.  I think I cannot go this long ever again without posting something.  My world has flipped and even less gets done no than before.  I think my discipline of writing may have been a good thing.

Got some catching up to do.

First I want to thank and praise Enterprise Rentals for finding us a vehicle so that our whole family could make the outing the last day of ‘Grandcamp’.  The vehicle was not as spacious as the lawn art that sat in our driveway yet it did the trick and all had a great time.

Crayola Experience was the place and if any of you are near EastonPA we suggest you make the stop.  We made our own crayons, melted crayons and were creative with crayons as well as watched how they were made.  It was a great day.

Secondly I have to follow up with Chapman Ford.  We finally got our plates on Thursday the 1st of August.  They were due here before July 19th.  To their credit Chapman Ford did pay for the rental car.  They have promised to let us know what went so wrong with the process.  It did take another phone call though and that is very sad.

The latest excitement in this house cost $34.99.  We were in WalMart getting necessities for the trip to return the last of our campers.  As I walked by the vacuum rack my eye was caught by one of those tunnel vacs.  You know the ones that do not require a bag?  I have wanted one and will not pay for the expensive one we see advertised on TV.

I looked them all over as they varied in price.  I did not want to take too long as I had to catch up with the kids in toys.  I just was looking.  They were over $100 to $49 which is my range.  Years ago we paid the price for an Electrolux.  Since then I have been quite happy with various uprights and left the canister behind.  Long ago in helping kids set up apartments I discovered uprights and have not looked back – literally.

I looked and thought the $59 dollar Hoover would be good and turned to go to Toys.  As I turned I saw a smaller vac and the price of $34.99.  Come on now this could not be possible.  I stopped and turned around to really look.  I could waste $35 on other stuff in a minute without knowing it!!!

I was looking at a Bissell Powerforce Compact.  It had the clear receptacle to catch the dirt that is vacced up as you go.  I have had a Bissell Powerforce and been quite happy with it until recently and the quote is that the ‘vac does not suck and that sucks’.  I cannot stand that word yet in this context it is not incorrect.  Could this little $34.99 vac be any good?  So of course in the cart it went for a trial!

I am here to report it has surpassed any expectation.  I am amazed at the power this little thing has.  My rugs have not ever looked so good.  At this price I can have one for upstairs and one for downstairs though it is light enough to carry easier than the others I have used.  I can have multiples of mulitples of these before I reach the price of that popular expensive one advertised on TV.   I am being environmentally friendly as well with no bags.  Not a major concern yet a great side effect.  Who knew!!!

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE!!!