Archive | January, 2015

A New Year’s Resolution…

4 Jan

…or not. You know how these things go.

I have been a member of The Daughters of the British Empire for almost twenty years, but our chapter has decided to disband. I have a ton of stuff to turn over to the District Board, so I had The Squire go out to the barn and get the most nearly empty plastic tub he could find.  Since I am still trying to go through my mom’s stuff, I figured I could kill two birds with one stone.

My mom - probably Easter the year she was 16.

My mom – probably Easter the year she was 16.

Well, the box he brought down was full of pictures. Photos of my mom as a teen, pictures of me a baby, shots my dad took at Pearl Harbor, and relatives, relatives, and more relatives.  I made up envelopes addressed to the descendants of most of these relations, and am busy sorting them out. The Squire offered to scan them and email them, but I know myself well enough (and I’ve known myself going on 73 years, now) to realize full-well that as long as those pictures are in the house, I will want to hang on to them, and then we’ll be right back where we started.

Away with you!

And, maybe – just maybe – I’ll be able to get rid of a box a month. Ought to  be through here by, oh…2017 or so.

Bah, Humbug!

1 Jan

Well, this year is already off to a roaring start.

The woman from our church about whom I wrote several days ago died yesterday morning. She had dementia, and had suffered a stroke, so it was not unexpected, and her husband, while grieving, has expressed relief for her sake. The funeral is Thursday.

Our newly-minted (September, 2014) Suffragan Bishop, Heather Cook, was involved in a hit-and-run accident earlier this week. The official “spin” was that she left the scene of the accident – she returned 20 minutes later – but to me, “leaving the scene of an accident” means you ran over somebody’s mailbox and kept going.  Killing a man is a “hit and run”, make no mistake about it. Reports are now coming out that she was given probation before judgment in 2010 for driving three times over the legal limit, and having marijuana in her car.

Boy! Do we know how to pick ’em, or what? How in God’s name did she make it through the discernment process?

The LED bulbs we ordered for the dining room chandeliers arrived yesterday and are a total waste of money. Each one, which is supposed to be equal to a 30 watt bulb, is barely as bright as the nightlight we have in the bathroom.  If you know anybody in the market for ten 5 watt bulbs, I have a deal for you.

And the bronchitis The Squire and I have been fighting has come back with a vengeance. We may both end up at Patient First before the day is over.

The only bright spot was that our noisy neighbors didn’t have a wild party last night. The Squire and I went to bed around 10:30 and slept straight through without a blip.

2014 in review

1 Jan

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 2,700 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 45 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.