Saturday, April 26, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Celebrating Earth Day!
My older brother CM. is in his late sixties..there is a lot of space and three siblings between us! Unlike most older and retired truck Drivers CM has taken good care of his health!
He prides himself in his early morning walks . It is not strange to see he and his friends out strolling by the St. Joseph River in the dawn's watery sun shine. They are mostly old Truck drivers and most of them have grown up in that area. They are proud of the beauty and wonders that they see.
He and one of his walking buddies have a Bet. They are picking up cans and the bet is "WHO ever will make the most change at the end of their bet gets to buy the other lunch with their "TAKE"...I don't recall how long they have to do this in! All cans are fair game. The Cans along the road, the cans in the dumpster and those generated in their own home are on their "collection" list...
The county dump does not recycle! I'm mystified at this! It is a fact in the county I live in also... They just plant them under; to go to waste with the rest of the stuff the people of these adjoining counties generate!
These two "old duffers" have fifty gallon drums of crushed cans! They pick up garbage, too! It's great exercise and cleans their environs at the same time. Garbage pick up, is one of the rules to their game!
Earth Day, Brother was cleaning the cans from the garbage cans near the river and the dumpster along the rivers edge. He climbs in! He tosses the cans over the edge. When he gets himself out!(I couldn't do this without a ladder and I'm ten years younger!) He finds he has an audience! They don't stay long enough to see all that he is doing! With his white hair, and big muscular body, I imagine they were a bit startled to see a sixty something Q-tip Climb out of a dumpster!
After he gets himself out, he systematically gathers the cans he has pitched over the side into a plastic tub and puts them in his pick up truck for smashing. (Recyclers are complaining about how dirty the cans they find along the road can be!) He picks up the junk around the dumpster where people have missed that big hole with their house hold stuff . Then he goes home to smash them and add them to his hoard!
The problem is, These folks saw him doing this"nasty deed!" They called the local county police...who Know him well as they have coffee with "The old Farts walkers club,"....This officer called him--- to tell him it is illegal to dig around in a dumpster and he will be cited should he be caught "rescuing" aluminum cans from public property AGAIN....
Happy Earth Day CM!!!
Growing up here we usually had an array of horses to ride and enjoy. Out by my cousin's big farm there is a growing number of 5-10 acre "hobby farms" ...Each seems to have a horse or two! In this era when hay grows more costly to grow; people are literally giving their horses away. More and More there are people with horses who have no idea how to ride or care for them!..
I watched a young man chase his horse through a field with uncontrolled glee the other morning.The glee was mine, He was not to amused! I ate salty potato chips and watched him get his exercise!
I don't know why people do this, if you chase an animal it is normal for him or her to run! That is the nature of all animals, if they are chased they think they are prey! I pulled my car along side his field and watched the rodeo! "Heck!" I had no place to go any way. My fat hands grew salty from the chips, and I needed to get up and move around. Truth be told,I was kind of ashamed of myself for eating "junk food" I was getting thirsty, this was going NOWHERE!
I finally tired of this sport,I was out of chips and thirsty! After leaving my car,I plucked a small rope from the back of his pick up truck! I tied it into a slip knot,leaving a loop big enough to go round the horses head and ambled out into the field to see what I could do.
"Son,Can I give this a try!" I ask ,as I climbed through the barbed wire. I'm to old and fat to crawl over!"I think I can help you!"
"Lady, if you think you can catch him GO FOR IT!"He talked through a mouth full of chew. He was not amused,that a fat old lady thought she could do something he'd been attempting without any success for half an hour or more..
I could tell he had his doubts! Calmly, I held the rope behind my back while I extended my salt covered hand to the horse and spoke softly to him. The young man stepped back by the fence to laugh at my efforts, I'm sure!
When I knew I had the horses attention I stopped in my tracks with my hand extended...Horses are naturally curious animals, I knew he couldn't stand it! He would HAVE to see what I was holding..After he calmed down! He walked to me,he began to lick my salt covered fingers. I slipped the rope over his head and led him to the young man!
Even Junk food is good for something!
They "kid" fumbled the saddle and bridle onto the horses back. I kind of wished I hadn't caught it for him. Perhaps I was now a party to a little Rustling. That is still a hanging offense in Idaho! I half expected the "kid" to mount the horse on the right. Most horses are trained to be mounted from the left! I watched carefully while the boy slipped his right foot into the stirrup. He was mounting from the correct side...wrong foot! Nice boots though!
"Son, if you get on that horse with your right foot, You are going to be on it backwards. Most horses don't care....but you are gonna' have to re arrange that bridle. Placing the bit might be a problem for YOU....I bet he kicks!....
I went back to my car. I no longer wanted to watch!
He prides himself in his early morning walks . It is not strange to see he and his friends out strolling by the St. Joseph River in the dawn's watery sun shine. They are mostly old Truck drivers and most of them have grown up in that area. They are proud of the beauty and wonders that they see.
He and one of his walking buddies have a Bet. They are picking up cans and the bet is "WHO ever will make the most change at the end of their bet gets to buy the other lunch with their "TAKE"...I don't recall how long they have to do this in! All cans are fair game. The Cans along the road, the cans in the dumpster and those generated in their own home are on their "collection" list...
The county dump does not recycle! I'm mystified at this! It is a fact in the county I live in also... They just plant them under; to go to waste with the rest of the stuff the people of these adjoining counties generate!
These two "old duffers" have fifty gallon drums of crushed cans! They pick up garbage, too! It's great exercise and cleans their environs at the same time. Garbage pick up, is one of the rules to their game!
Earth Day, Brother was cleaning the cans from the garbage cans near the river and the dumpster along the rivers edge. He climbs in! He tosses the cans over the edge. When he gets himself out!(I couldn't do this without a ladder and I'm ten years younger!) He finds he has an audience! They don't stay long enough to see all that he is doing! With his white hair, and big muscular body, I imagine they were a bit startled to see a sixty something Q-tip Climb out of a dumpster!
After he gets himself out, he systematically gathers the cans he has pitched over the side into a plastic tub and puts them in his pick up truck for smashing. (Recyclers are complaining about how dirty the cans they find along the road can be!) He picks up the junk around the dumpster where people have missed that big hole with their house hold stuff . Then he goes home to smash them and add them to his hoard!
The problem is, These folks saw him doing this"nasty deed!" They called the local county police...who Know him well as they have coffee with "The old Farts walkers club,"....This officer called him--- to tell him it is illegal to dig around in a dumpster and he will be cited should he be caught "rescuing" aluminum cans from public property AGAIN....
Happy Earth Day CM!!!
Growing up here we usually had an array of horses to ride and enjoy. Out by my cousin's big farm there is a growing number of 5-10 acre "hobby farms" ...Each seems to have a horse or two! In this era when hay grows more costly to grow; people are literally giving their horses away. More and More there are people with horses who have no idea how to ride or care for them!..
I watched a young man chase his horse through a field with uncontrolled glee the other morning.The glee was mine, He was not to amused! I ate salty potato chips and watched him get his exercise!
I don't know why people do this, if you chase an animal it is normal for him or her to run! That is the nature of all animals, if they are chased they think they are prey! I pulled my car along side his field and watched the rodeo! "Heck!" I had no place to go any way. My fat hands grew salty from the chips, and I needed to get up and move around. Truth be told,I was kind of ashamed of myself for eating "junk food" I was getting thirsty, this was going NOWHERE!
I finally tired of this sport,I was out of chips and thirsty! After leaving my car,I plucked a small rope from the back of his pick up truck! I tied it into a slip knot,leaving a loop big enough to go round the horses head and ambled out into the field to see what I could do.
"Son,Can I give this a try!" I ask ,as I climbed through the barbed wire. I'm to old and fat to crawl over!"I think I can help you!"
"Lady, if you think you can catch him GO FOR IT!"He talked through a mouth full of chew. He was not amused,that a fat old lady thought she could do something he'd been attempting without any success for half an hour or more..
I could tell he had his doubts! Calmly, I held the rope behind my back while I extended my salt covered hand to the horse and spoke softly to him. The young man stepped back by the fence to laugh at my efforts, I'm sure!
When I knew I had the horses attention I stopped in my tracks with my hand extended...Horses are naturally curious animals, I knew he couldn't stand it! He would HAVE to see what I was holding..After he calmed down! He walked to me,he began to lick my salt covered fingers. I slipped the rope over his head and led him to the young man!
Even Junk food is good for something!
They "kid" fumbled the saddle and bridle onto the horses back. I kind of wished I hadn't caught it for him. Perhaps I was now a party to a little Rustling. That is still a hanging offense in Idaho! I half expected the "kid" to mount the horse on the right. Most horses are trained to be mounted from the left! I watched carefully while the boy slipped his right foot into the stirrup. He was mounting from the correct side...wrong foot! Nice boots though!
"Son, if you get on that horse with your right foot, You are going to be on it backwards. Most horses don't care....but you are gonna' have to re arrange that bridle. Placing the bit might be a problem for YOU....I bet he kicks!....
I went back to my car. I no longer wanted to watch!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
"It's Raining, It's Pouring.....the old Broad.Is snoring..."
Is that the way that went???I offer ; apologies to the author...or was it just a children's rhyme??? Like Ashes ASHES.....All fall down.....which is probably taught to every child at some point in their life and refers to the "black Plague"......mmmmm I want my Grand kids to know all about that!!
Did you ever wonder about the origins of some of the things children play,sing, chant, and do....."Ring around the Rosie" is not the only strange game that hearkens back to a dark era...but it is the most blatant....
" Rock a bye Baby" has always given me nightmares!! So why does the Baby fall out of the tree?? By the time you have rocked the baby half the night in your nightgown..you who have got up to go to work in the wee hours of the morning...propped up only by a pair of high heal shoes,tight pantie hose, a pot of strong coffee....and a strong bladder...aren't you the one likely to fall out of YOUR tree??? Where did THAT come from??
You Dad's out there...What in the world is propping you up? My son's are as likely to do "Daddy duty" as Mom! So how
do you get out of the rocking chair..wipe the baby drool from your work shirt and put on your hard hat? Perhaps your neck tie? How do you WORK after sitting up all night guarding that precious bundle you and your loving lady have borne??
Aww; the abilities of Youth...I think that is why God stopped letting us old folks have babies before we are to old to remember where we put them DOWN!
For my part, my bum is so big I have a problem getting IT and baby out of the rocking chair at the same time!!! I need a "sky hook" to get me out of that comfy chair Uncle supplied as a wonderful gift to Baby and family!!!
The thought of "Natural feeding!" No problem--- for us old ladies. Just a small lift of the skirt;We have easy access.If we could hold baby that LOW while we did it!!! Any older woman who still looks good in a pair of jeans has my vote for "wonderfully aged!" Any with firm breasts, probably have a nodding acquaintance with the local Plastic supplier!
Baby Bottles are so much more handy! Cleaning the nipple with Boiling water don't even make me cringe!
I have a mental picture I can't rid myself of, OLD ladies, with wrinkled faces and big bellies, breast implants, and Tattoos...It's not a pretty mental picture! I think I want to sag where Mother Nature meant for me to sag!(even if I can't jump rope without bruised eyes!) I don't think I want Chinese proverbs permanently etched on my bum....How do some of these girls KNOW those things don't say,"Eat at Joe Wong's!" Or perhaps they say..."I rode the short bus!"
Wouldn't it be terrible to go around with a sign on your body that said,"Just Do IT!" In Chinese characters!
Confucius ought to say...."If you can't read it....Don't have it etched on your bum!"
Did you ever wonder about the origins of some of the things children play,sing, chant, and do....."Ring around the Rosie" is not the only strange game that hearkens back to a dark era...but it is the most blatant....
" Rock a bye Baby" has always given me nightmares!! So why does the Baby fall out of the tree?? By the time you have rocked the baby half the night in your nightgown..you who have got up to go to work in the wee hours of the morning...propped up only by a pair of high heal shoes,tight pantie hose, a pot of strong coffee....and a strong bladder...aren't you the one likely to fall out of YOUR tree??? Where did THAT come from??
You Dad's out there...What in the world is propping you up? My son's are as likely to do "Daddy duty" as Mom! So how
do you get out of the rocking chair..wipe the baby drool from your work shirt and put on your hard hat? Perhaps your neck tie? How do you WORK after sitting up all night guarding that precious bundle you and your loving lady have borne??
Aww; the abilities of Youth...I think that is why God stopped letting us old folks have babies before we are to old to remember where we put them DOWN!
For my part, my bum is so big I have a problem getting IT and baby out of the rocking chair at the same time!!! I need a "sky hook" to get me out of that comfy chair Uncle supplied as a wonderful gift to Baby and family!!!
The thought of "Natural feeding!" No problem--- for us old ladies. Just a small lift of the skirt;We have easy access.If we could hold baby that LOW while we did it!!! Any older woman who still looks good in a pair of jeans has my vote for "wonderfully aged!" Any with firm breasts, probably have a nodding acquaintance with the local Plastic supplier!
Baby Bottles are so much more handy! Cleaning the nipple with Boiling water don't even make me cringe!
I have a mental picture I can't rid myself of, OLD ladies, with wrinkled faces and big bellies, breast implants, and Tattoos...It's not a pretty mental picture! I think I want to sag where Mother Nature meant for me to sag!(even if I can't jump rope without bruised eyes!) I don't think I want Chinese proverbs permanently etched on my bum....How do some of these girls KNOW those things don't say,"Eat at Joe Wong's!" Or perhaps they say..."I rode the short bus!"
Wouldn't it be terrible to go around with a sign on your body that said,"Just Do IT!" In Chinese characters!
Confucius ought to say...."If you can't read it....Don't have it etched on your bum!"
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Spring Eludes us!
This is one of those cold spring days without sun.I can see more of my yard!!! It's not freezing cold.Do you think I am just ready for shirt sleeve weather, and I still have to wear a sweater! Hubby has the door open, he is changing the air pollution in here. OUT goes the BAD air!!!IN comes the BAD air! They claim indoor pollutants are worse for us than outdoor!
This Ain't exactly LA! We do have more traffic than we used to have, squared by about the power of 10, I think!
I am getting old! Seattle traffic never daunted me, much. I kind of relished the challenge! If the LEFT fender would fit....the whole durn car would go!!! I always hated a car full of dents! I was very careful to check my mirrors before pulling out in front of someone! Those Dents don't heal with time, they only heal with MONEY!
It is now against the law in WA. to have studded tires on your car. Last night they had a heavy snow fall in the Cascade Mountains. The passes are dangerous ;"Traction tires are required!!!" There is a high fine for having them and an equally high fine for NOT having them! I guess it is time to break out the tire chains.
I have a mental picture! We have had a Marked influx of Beamers. We never had a lot of those. People here were more apt to have World war II surplus four wheel drives! There were always lots of Pick up trucks, and SUV are still really popular! The style among our young is no longer "muscle cars," as it was,when we were kids. Now they want old Bronco's with huge tires on them to run through the river banks and deep mud puddles! (I hate what they do to the river banks in the Nat'l forests! Now we have police out there, too!)
Can you see the New shiny Beamers with chains all the way round!!!
The white knuckle drivers should be "seasoned" by now! Either that or they have deep "grip bites" in their steering wheels.....not to mention the big "butt bite" marks in their car seats!!! What a way to treat a BEAMER!
Idaho has new laws about how much pollutant you can add to the air...They are going to put our old cars into a room and let them run for a while, then measure how much pollutant is in the room. Classic cars are exempt! My old car is 20 years old! No matter what shape it is in! It is considered a classic car! Poor old thing! It still uses no oil, but I have to do a LOT of work on it. It is getting so the headliner hangs like an old lace curtain! I hate it when it hangs down in my hair! The seats rock around...My Honey, the Mechanic found a lose bolt on the floor! He put said bolt "up" till he could find where it belonged! When my seat rocked back as I was getting myself up, it dawned on him.......Now he can't remember where he put the bolt to keep it "SAFE!"
Old Age is NOT for the faint Heart! It IS however preferable to the alternative...A young death!
This Ain't exactly LA! We do have more traffic than we used to have, squared by about the power of 10, I think!
I am getting old! Seattle traffic never daunted me, much. I kind of relished the challenge! If the LEFT fender would fit....the whole durn car would go!!! I always hated a car full of dents! I was very careful to check my mirrors before pulling out in front of someone! Those Dents don't heal with time, they only heal with MONEY!
It is now against the law in WA. to have studded tires on your car. Last night they had a heavy snow fall in the Cascade Mountains. The passes are dangerous ;"Traction tires are required!!!" There is a high fine for having them and an equally high fine for NOT having them! I guess it is time to break out the tire chains.
I have a mental picture! We have had a Marked influx of Beamers. We never had a lot of those. People here were more apt to have World war II surplus four wheel drives! There were always lots of Pick up trucks, and SUV are still really popular! The style among our young is no longer "muscle cars," as it was,when we were kids. Now they want old Bronco's with huge tires on them to run through the river banks and deep mud puddles! (I hate what they do to the river banks in the Nat'l forests! Now we have police out there, too!)
Can you see the New shiny Beamers with chains all the way round!!!
The white knuckle drivers should be "seasoned" by now! Either that or they have deep "grip bites" in their steering wheels.....not to mention the big "butt bite" marks in their car seats!!! What a way to treat a BEAMER!
Idaho has new laws about how much pollutant you can add to the air...They are going to put our old cars into a room and let them run for a while, then measure how much pollutant is in the room. Classic cars are exempt! My old car is 20 years old! No matter what shape it is in! It is considered a classic car! Poor old thing! It still uses no oil, but I have to do a LOT of work on it. It is getting so the headliner hangs like an old lace curtain! I hate it when it hangs down in my hair! The seats rock around...My Honey, the Mechanic found a lose bolt on the floor! He put said bolt "up" till he could find where it belonged! When my seat rocked back as I was getting myself up, it dawned on him.......Now he can't remember where he put the bolt to keep it "SAFE!"
Old Age is NOT for the faint Heart! It IS however preferable to the alternative...A young death!
Friday, April 18, 2008
Random thoughts and babies!
I am a dedicated Grandmother...when there is a child who needs a sitter.....I always have my bag packed. Last night I made it home at three A.M. All those baby snuggles are worth it. Time with the Grandchildren ;my Son and his Lady are is so very important to me. The children grow so quickly. One day you see them they are not even able to roll over and six months later they are crawling sitting and trying to talk..
They come home from the hospital, like kittens with their eyes still shut to the world.. six months later they KNOW how to demand what they WANT..That is quite a change if you think of it. If we kept learning at the rate infants learn; even half our lives! We would all be above genius level at ten years old!!! A Baby learns all this in just the first YEAR of life!!! Then they go on to learn a language!!!
If we all learned this fast; Learned this well,Genius would be so common place they would probably have to raise the numerical level ; for the term,Set the level of IQ at about four times what it is,just to set them apart from the norm!!! We would have Einsteins and Edisons falling off their skate boards!
Children are an empty vessel that needs to be filled with knowledge! To think! Most of us were just the same.....NO we ARE just the same, except it is not critical to us..We kNOW how to communicate..we are not dependant upon some one else to feed and cleanse us! We could dedicate so much more time to learning! The question to ask is .....to what end?? Would we "save" the world or "destroy" our world as we know it!
Would we spend our time reading trashy novels or would we learn how to make a home without leaving a foot print upon the earth?? Would we just learn or would we teach? Would we master new arts , welding, constructing, inventing or would we just watch sports on the big screen..We all have a choice..We can get the dust bunnies out of the clothes cupboard, or we can dust off a book or computer and actually LEARN something! What a wander the human brain really really is!
They come home from the hospital, like kittens with their eyes still shut to the world.. six months later they KNOW how to demand what they WANT..That is quite a change if you think of it. If we kept learning at the rate infants learn; even half our lives! We would all be above genius level at ten years old!!! A Baby learns all this in just the first YEAR of life!!! Then they go on to learn a language!!!
If we all learned this fast; Learned this well,Genius would be so common place they would probably have to raise the numerical level ; for the term,Set the level of IQ at about four times what it is,just to set them apart from the norm!!! We would have Einsteins and Edisons falling off their skate boards!
Children are an empty vessel that needs to be filled with knowledge! To think! Most of us were just the same.....NO we ARE just the same, except it is not critical to us..We kNOW how to communicate..we are not dependant upon some one else to feed and cleanse us! We could dedicate so much more time to learning! The question to ask is .....to what end?? Would we "save" the world or "destroy" our world as we know it!
Would we spend our time reading trashy novels or would we learn how to make a home without leaving a foot print upon the earth?? Would we just learn or would we teach? Would we master new arts , welding, constructing, inventing or would we just watch sports on the big screen..We all have a choice..We can get the dust bunnies out of the clothes cupboard, or we can dust off a book or computer and actually LEARN something! What a wander the human brain really really is!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Buttercups!
It is so funny that something as in consequential as spring flowers should suddenly become so important to me Buttercups!!! Little yellow flowers spread through out the wild with abandon! AND I missed them!....
Once I lived in Seattle, I never saw a Glacier Lilly in the five years I lived there......I would find myself actively searching for them. I had Mom mail me some pussy willows because I missed them so very much. I never missed goat weed or cockle burrs...
Never mind that I lived in a "rain forest" area where Rhody's grew wild!. Black Cap berries grew with such abandon that people burned them out of their yards to get rid of them!
The children and I would make our annual pilgrimage to the skagit valley to see the fields and fields-- acres and acres of tulips and daffodils in bloom! I understand the tulip festival is nearly a thing of the past because few farmers are planting them any more!! The costs of fuel and fertilizer and the labor intensive crop has got them down! OH! What a shame! This was a beauty that could be seen in very few places! It enriched our lives in so many ways when the children were small and we could not afford to go many places to see such beauty!
I am a camera freak! I must own ten of them! We took Mom to see the Tulip Festival! It was her very first visit there..My daughter who was,"willful!" decided she was going to use my camera to take a picture of a lovely hot air balloon hanging over the fields of crimson tulips. I called to her, and called to her. She ignored me. She was going to take that picture! The balloonist hung the balloon up in the tree, To MY UTTER DELIGHT! I wanted that picture!. My daughter was snapping away at the blue sky the brightly colored balloon and the wonderful flowers. She had no idea about angle or looking to see what was in the foreground......which happened to be an old field worker urinating outside the outhouse in the field....That picture was not really marred....It is probably much more fun than the one I wanted to take...And I am NEVER going to let her live it down!
Once I lived in Seattle, I never saw a Glacier Lilly in the five years I lived there......I would find myself actively searching for them. I had Mom mail me some pussy willows because I missed them so very much. I never missed goat weed or cockle burrs...
Never mind that I lived in a "rain forest" area where Rhody's grew wild!. Black Cap berries grew with such abandon that people burned them out of their yards to get rid of them!
The children and I would make our annual pilgrimage to the skagit valley to see the fields and fields-- acres and acres of tulips and daffodils in bloom! I understand the tulip festival is nearly a thing of the past because few farmers are planting them any more!! The costs of fuel and fertilizer and the labor intensive crop has got them down! OH! What a shame! This was a beauty that could be seen in very few places! It enriched our lives in so many ways when the children were small and we could not afford to go many places to see such beauty!
I am a camera freak! I must own ten of them! We took Mom to see the Tulip Festival! It was her very first visit there..My daughter who was,"willful!" decided she was going to use my camera to take a picture of a lovely hot air balloon hanging over the fields of crimson tulips. I called to her, and called to her. She ignored me. She was going to take that picture! The balloonist hung the balloon up in the tree, To MY UTTER DELIGHT! I wanted that picture!. My daughter was snapping away at the blue sky the brightly colored balloon and the wonderful flowers. She had no idea about angle or looking to see what was in the foreground......which happened to be an old field worker urinating outside the outhouse in the field....That picture was not really marred....It is probably much more fun than the one I wanted to take...And I am NEVER going to let her live it down!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
So Here I am!! Lost again!
There is nothing new about My being lost! I'm lost much more often than I am" found." Come to think about it I have not been "found" in years!!
For you folks who insist on rating my abilities as a writer. I will tell you up front and personal. I'm a Redneck. I come from a long line of rednecks. I sit quietly by the "crick" and listen to the mosquito buzz. My favorite music is country, and the laughter of my man and my children, and my children's children!
The literal description of a redneck is a person who works with their hands. That is a person who earns an honest living and does not hurt any one along the way.(Or tries not to!) That is a person who does not work it around so someone else earns their living for them. That is a person I am proud to know.
I am proud to tell you I come from a long line of REDNECKS!
If you are not up to seeing the word "Ain't" in print..you won't like it here...If you don't like a person who is shameless about feeling bad when bad things happen to good people...this is also not the place for you!
If you think the Pacific North West is heaven ...well so do I.....just don't let someone convince you to come here unless you are independently wealthy or you can live on small wages....cause that is what we have! Small wages! We also have the same high costs as every where else!
Today they opened a shelter for women here. Boy! That is a relief. In Spokane it is nearly against the law to be homeless.
With the things that are going on out in the world. With people losing their homes and the cold weather we had this year, I was worried. Nope! I was beside myself with fear for loads of people. If it wasn't the seventh worst place in the nation for Meth and meth problems I swear I would do more than I do now. I just don't know HOW I can help! That drug is the worst in my memory!
I'm perpetually 39. I think my eldest daughter will be the same age as me this year! I grew up in the sixties. WOW....I am a very old 39! Drugs are not a new subject to me. What can we do to help these folks? Do you have any suggestions? Is there any help for them?
In my world, and it is a broad world. I don't know of any family that is NOT touched by this nasty nasty drug. People in their sixties are busted every day for dealing . They are just trying to get by. They are dealing to pay for their OWN drugs!
Think about that! some of you have parents in that age group.
Has it occurred to you they might be on Meth? Get Mom and Pop off the streets! Hand them a Bingo card, or maybe a drink!
You know the symptoms. Bad teeth, weight loss, hallucinations! unsafe sex practices...
Hand me that bingo dauber!!!
For you folks who insist on rating my abilities as a writer. I will tell you up front and personal. I'm a Redneck. I come from a long line of rednecks. I sit quietly by the "crick" and listen to the mosquito buzz. My favorite music is country, and the laughter of my man and my children, and my children's children!
The literal description of a redneck is a person who works with their hands. That is a person who earns an honest living and does not hurt any one along the way.(Or tries not to!) That is a person who does not work it around so someone else earns their living for them. That is a person I am proud to know.
I am proud to tell you I come from a long line of REDNECKS!
If you are not up to seeing the word "Ain't" in print..you won't like it here...If you don't like a person who is shameless about feeling bad when bad things happen to good people...this is also not the place for you!
If you think the Pacific North West is heaven ...well so do I.....just don't let someone convince you to come here unless you are independently wealthy or you can live on small wages....cause that is what we have! Small wages! We also have the same high costs as every where else!
Today they opened a shelter for women here. Boy! That is a relief. In Spokane it is nearly against the law to be homeless.
With the things that are going on out in the world. With people losing their homes and the cold weather we had this year, I was worried. Nope! I was beside myself with fear for loads of people. If it wasn't the seventh worst place in the nation for Meth and meth problems I swear I would do more than I do now. I just don't know HOW I can help! That drug is the worst in my memory!
I'm perpetually 39. I think my eldest daughter will be the same age as me this year! I grew up in the sixties. WOW....I am a very old 39! Drugs are not a new subject to me. What can we do to help these folks? Do you have any suggestions? Is there any help for them?
In my world, and it is a broad world. I don't know of any family that is NOT touched by this nasty nasty drug. People in their sixties are busted every day for dealing . They are just trying to get by. They are dealing to pay for their OWN drugs!
Think about that! some of you have parents in that age group.
Has it occurred to you they might be on Meth? Get Mom and Pop off the streets! Hand them a Bingo card, or maybe a drink!
You know the symptoms. Bad teeth, weight loss, hallucinations! unsafe sex practices...
Hand me that bingo dauber!!!
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