Saturday, December 7, 2019

Do this. Don't do that.

I was going to title this post "Hints and Tips".
I changed it to Do this and Don't do that. I like that.

So here we go...
Do this:
Tell people you appreciate them.
And maybe hug them.

Gary Chapman has a book on the 5 Love Languages. You can click HERE to go to his website. Your language may not be physical touch (as in hugs and pats on the back) but it might be. My languages are physical touch and words of affirmation. 
Anyway, I grew up in a wonderful family. Often when my parents would hug each other my twin and I would join them. I can so remember us having a family hug in the kitchen. No matter how old Peggy and I were, we would partake in the family hug.
I was talking to Mother today about that.... we both LOVED talking about that.

On the DON'T DO THAT topic... don't do this: Buy a quilt at a garage sale.

I tell you that because one of Mother's friends in her assisted living facility was given a beautiful quilt by her daughter that the daughter had bought at a garage sale.
What happened? The quilt was full of bed bugs!!
Mother's friend had to move to a different room, and have everything - EVERYTHING- in her place of residence fumigated big time. It was horrible.

That makes me think of the time my mother bought a refrigerator at a garage sale. Turns out it was full of roaches!!!

So let that be a lesson to you.

Give people love and appreciation...
And be careful what you buy at garage sales.

I think that is enough for my blog today.

(I go to my orthopedic doctor soon and will let you know how my kneecap is. It HAS afforded me lots of time to stay in pajamas. What is not to like about that???)

Oh, I'll end with this tip...

Friday, December 6, 2019

Unique Christmas Favorites ...

These aren't mine, except that they are on my blog, because, well, I like them!

I liked those.
I hope you did, too!

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

A different kind of holiday season...

... for Sam and me, and our house - and well, everything and everybody - is here and now.

My kneecap mishap (which I blogged about HERE) has made this season simple and slow.
Though I don't like having a fractured kneecap (for which I'm still using a walker everywhere-sigh)- I am, frankly, enjoying not feeling responsible for everything Christmas.


I'm not recommending you do something drastic so you won't have to do the holiday thing, but if something happens and you have to slow down the holiday magic, it can be SO NICE.

That makes me want to tell you that YOU do not have to succumb to the Christmas chaos, even if you haven't hurt yourself.

I found some articles that encourage folks (especially women) to make the season simpler and slower, like "I'm Dreaming of a Slow Christmas".

And there's Dave Ramsey's "15 Ways to Reduce Holiday Stress."

And there's this article from WOMAN'S DAY in 2016 that I like: "31 Expert Tips for a Stress-free Christmas."

(Don't let some of those tips stress you out - I can see how they might, which is ironic.)

Really, in the last few years I have made Christmas more manageable. Well, downsizing 3 1/2 years ago meant we couldn't put out all our decorations. I decided not to get perfectionistic about which ones I would put out. It was worrisome to try to figure out the BEST ones, so I just opened a box and said to myself, "This is the box of our beauties this year." I left the other boxes unopened (don't confuse me with the facts).

Anyway, this year is the ultimate easy, no-fuss Christmas.
I'm glad I have an excuse for that.

(Oh, but if you don't want it to be simple - and you love all the frills and all the fun - all the pretty decorated food -  go for it!!!  That is wonderful!!!  Christmas comes but once a year !!!! Oh yes!)

Of course, we don't really celebrate our Carmack Christmas till January when Laura and her family can fly in from Oregon, so there's that. And that is good... and maybe I'll still be recovering from the fractured kneecap. Well, of course I could be recovering from that mishap for a long time!!
Yeah! 😁

And I love this...

Tuesday, December 3, 2019

Trivia Tuesday

St. Francis of Assisi is credited with inventing the ‘outdoor nativity scene’, in the 13th century.

You can click HERE to read more on that.


Crater Lake in Oregon is the deepest lake in the United States and is formed in the remains of an ancient volcano. It was formed more than 6,500 years ago. Its crystal-blue waters are world renowned.

 South Koreans consider the number 4 as unlucky, and it is associated with death. This belief seems to have come from China.


Montpelier, Vermont is the largest producer of maple syrup in the U.S.




 Canada’s new flag, with its maple leaf design, was unfurled in 1965 in Ottawa!


Aristotle had a slight stutter.


The red poinsettia (which the Aztecs called cuetlaxochitl) originated in Mexico and is named after
Joel Roberts Poinsett, the first United States ambassador to Mexico (in the 1820s).

That's all for today.
Have a great week.

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Trivia Tuesday

An estimated 50 million pumpkin pies are eaten on Thanksgiving.

 Americans eat 46 million turkeys each Thanksgiving.

The Atlantic Ocean is saltier than the Pacific Ocean.

The movie BACK TO THE FUTURE (1985) inspired John Mayer to play guitar.

Dolly Parton has described her family as being “dirt poor.”
Her father paid the doctor who helped deliver her with a bag of oatmeal.



According to the Guinness Book of World Records, the biggest snowflake ever recorded fell in January of 1887. Landing in Fort Keogh, which is based in Montana, the snowflake was recorded at 15″ across.

The Taj Mahal in India is made ENTIRELY out of marble.

Did you know an elephant's trunk can hold over 5 liters of water?

Most Americans like Thanksgiving leftovers more than the actual meal, according to a 2015 Harris Poll. 


That is all for today.
Happy Thanksgiving!!

Sunday, November 24, 2019

Rage! (And some parking lot cartoons, for your enjoyment)

Two weird things have happened within these past three weeks. At my age you'd think I'd experienced a lot of weirdness already, but there is always more out there.

I've blogged about my fractured knee cap so now I'm blogging about the rage I experienced (and which happened before the knee cap thing). I didn't have the rage - until after I was the rage's target.  Then I felt some rage.

That is not me. That is supposed to represent the 'rager'.
(She looked worse than that.)

I had taken my mother to a doctor's appointment. I dropped her off at the front door, getting her walker out of the back and making sure she had made it into the door. I told her, as I always do, that I would be in there as soon as I parked the car.  The parking lot was packed. I drove around the front of the building and then the back of the building. There were no empty spaces, so I thought about going to the parking lot of a different doctor's building, but just about then I saw a lady walking to her car and getting in. I thought that as soon as she vacated that space I would be right there to take her place. So I got kind of behind her car, giving her space to back out and turned my blinker on. She didn't take too much time so that was good.

I started hearing some honking nearby and figured someone was getting ready for a wreck or something. As I waited in my car to get ready to park I heard and felt my passenger window being pounded on. I looked over and this big, middle-aged lady was beating the window and yelling at me. She was cussing (cursing). I think her words had something to do with my not getting out of her way. Well, it was a small parking lot. There was no way she could have driven around me. I mean, I had seen another car waiting for a space, before I waited for mine. I lifted my hands and pointed to the car that was backing out - and she kept yelling and screaming. Finally I parked and got out and she drove by, giving me a dirty look and 'the finger'. I can't remember ever having someone give me 'the finger'.  I just shook my head at her and pointed to my car in the parking place, and kind of raised my eyebrows, and my hands. I don't think I looked mad.

Well, that shook me up. Mother had registered and had found us two seats in the busy waiting room. I was shaking - and so flustered, and telling her I had a terrible time parking, etc. As I sat down, a lady (a nice lady) came up to me and asked how I was doing, expressing the fact that she saw how I was so unfairly treated by that other lady. The nice lady and I talked quite a bit about it. That really helped me realize I had reason to be bent out of shape.

Later that night I thought about the incident and felt relieved that that hateful gal didn't have a gun. If so, I might have been in the morgue that night.

I was just trying to park. I've waited for lots of folks waiting for other cars through the years.

Well, I just thought I'd tell you about this.

It helps me to retell it.
(Well, maybe not. Now I need to calm down.)

'Of course I need to think of what my mother and her mother might say about this lady's rage: she may have had a death in her family recently - or any kind of tragedy that would make her act that way... so cut some slack.  
Okay, Grandmother Ora.

I'll close with some random parking funnies that will lighten my (maybe your) mood.

Well, I will not do those last two things, now anyway.

See you next time!!!