Sunday, July 19, 2009
Addendum to Retirement blog...
Facebook is also well-traveled by my daughter-in-law, granddaughter and grandson in Iowa. I am usually dizzy by the time I read theirs, just trying to keep up with all they do and where they are going every day. They also have Lives!!!
I'm Retired......Now What!
Well, it's here. Retirement. R-E-T-I-R-E-M-E-N-T. Funny how that word always seemed to describe something that was far off in the future. Way far off!! Well, now it's not far off....It's here! And I'm not sure what to do with it. It arrived at 5:00 pm on May 1st. 46 years, give or take a year or two, of working full-time for several companies along the way, some small, some large. The last one was the longest tenure.....nearly 24 years. And when I walked out of there that last day, it seemed like yesterday when I walked in for the first time. There were approximately 16 people working there on my first day; on the last day, there were
6.
Hubby has been retired for a couple of years, but doing some part time work for a friend of ours anywhere from 2 to 6 days a week. First adjustment: he's not working at all right now. He's here, with me, all day, every day for the most part. Enough said! I'm sure you get the picture.
I know I have to get into a set routine as much as I can as far as housework, laundry, etc. are concerned. It was always a little haphazard while I was working; okay, sometimes pretty much nonexistent. But..I digress. It's now July 19th; still no regular routine. I tried setting a "laundry day" and then ended up having to do something else (more fun, of course). It's getting better, but probably won't last. At least I know if it doesn't get done today, I'll be here tomorrow to do it.....or the next day, etc.
And, to make matters worse - I have discovered FB! Facebook! Internet site where you can catch up with all your friends from birth til' now. Your whole life right out there just waiting to be remembered, talked about, laughed about...and oh my!!.....it's addicting! I've begun eating my meals in front of the computer just so I don't miss a post by someone. I don't want to miss anything on there..Ever!! My high school girlfriends are all out there, the girlfriends I spoke about in a prior post on this blog. Now I get to see what they are doing every day...or hour sometimes. Cool!!! My son-in-law is on there, but he doesn't blog much. My daughter is too busy with the grandboys and she has a lot more willpower than I do so she's not sitting here wasting time on the computer. She actually has a Life!!
And to make things even more fun....there's Skype. If you have a webcam, you can go out on Skype and actually video-call someone else who has one. My friend, Suzi, and I Skype several times a week. We actually see each other as we're talking.....she looks a little scary, but I love her so I will accept her as she is. I must tell you she looks scary because she is sitting in front of the window and there is no light on her face. All I see are her glasses with the lenses reflecting the computer screen back at me and this ghostly body. A tad distracting, but I try not to look for long periods of time. Well, I suppose my Skypeing days are now over with her. Suzi, I love ya....you know I do.
Well, I must go get dinner on the table....be back in a few to check out FB while dripping my food on the keyboard. Cheers!
6.
Hubby has been retired for a couple of years, but doing some part time work for a friend of ours anywhere from 2 to 6 days a week. First adjustment: he's not working at all right now. He's here, with me, all day, every day for the most part. Enough said! I'm sure you get the picture.
I know I have to get into a set routine as much as I can as far as housework, laundry, etc. are concerned. It was always a little haphazard while I was working; okay, sometimes pretty much nonexistent. But..I digress. It's now July 19th; still no regular routine. I tried setting a "laundry day" and then ended up having to do something else (more fun, of course). It's getting better, but probably won't last. At least I know if it doesn't get done today, I'll be here tomorrow to do it.....or the next day, etc.
And, to make matters worse - I have discovered FB! Facebook! Internet site where you can catch up with all your friends from birth til' now. Your whole life right out there just waiting to be remembered, talked about, laughed about...and oh my!!.....it's addicting! I've begun eating my meals in front of the computer just so I don't miss a post by someone. I don't want to miss anything on there..Ever!! My high school girlfriends are all out there, the girlfriends I spoke about in a prior post on this blog. Now I get to see what they are doing every day...or hour sometimes. Cool!!! My son-in-law is on there, but he doesn't blog much. My daughter is too busy with the grandboys and she has a lot more willpower than I do so she's not sitting here wasting time on the computer. She actually has a Life!!
And to make things even more fun....there's Skype. If you have a webcam, you can go out on Skype and actually video-call someone else who has one. My friend, Suzi, and I Skype several times a week. We actually see each other as we're talking.....she looks a little scary, but I love her so I will accept her as she is. I must tell you she looks scary because she is sitting in front of the window and there is no light on her face. All I see are her glasses with the lenses reflecting the computer screen back at me and this ghostly body. A tad distracting, but I try not to look for long periods of time. Well, I suppose my Skypeing days are now over with her. Suzi, I love ya....you know I do.
Well, I must go get dinner on the table....be back in a few to check out FB while dripping my food on the keyboard. Cheers!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
It's Christmas!
It's Christmas time and with all the economy problems, job losses, etc., it's hard to get my mind into it. But, I'm getting there. Christmas always makes me think of my dad. He absolutely loved Christmas. It's a good thing, too, because there were 10 children in our family and he pretty much had to. But, he did love it, especially the bubble lights. From a little girl, I remember we always had bubble lights on our tree. We always had a huge tree, too, with lots of colored lights (they didn't have clear lights back then...at least not that I ever knew about). The tree was always a live tree and I can just close my eyes and remember the scent of the evergreen. And tinsel....we always had lots of silver tinsel on the tree.
He liked to cook and he always made homemade fudge at Christmas. The old-fashioned, beat-with-a-spoon kind. Still the best I've ever had.
With that many kids, there were a lot of packages under the tree, even if we only got 2 presents apiece, it added up. I remember Mom saying one year she only had $7 apiece to spend on us and managed to get us each 2 gifts. We would come down the stairs Christmas morning and just be awed by the sight. This was after we had been awakened by the sound of a spoon banging on a pan coming from the bottom of the stairs. Yep! Dad! Couldn't wait to get us up and he would stand down there and bang that spoon and holler "Santa Claus was here". One Christmas, Santa brought bikes for the 2 younger boys in the family. "Santa" finished putting them together at about 3:30 am, then decided he would get all of us kids up - right then! I know my mother would gladly have strangled him at that moment, but too many witnesses by then, you know!! As I think back about that, I wonder just how much Christmas cheer he had had by 3:30 in the morning!!
When I got married and left home, we went home for Christmas for several years before we finally established our own Christmas tradition in our own home. The first year we went home for Christmas, we were opening presents on Christmas morning and my mom opened a "made in school" gift from my sister, Peggy, who was probably around 7 years old that year. I, of course, being the type of person who's mouth starts before her brain is in gear, blurted out, "What IS that?" My mom immediately said to Peggy "Lynn doesn't know what that is. Why don't you tell her what it is." Turns out it was a napkin holder. Also turns out that Mom didn't know what it was, either, and I gave her the opportunity to find out without hurting little feelings.
We always went to Sunday School, so were always in the Christmas program at the church. (I wish the church we go to now had a family with a lot of kids like ours did; our family pretty much provided most of the cast). Anyway, one of my brothers, Steve, is rather shy about some things to this day, but I remember him getting up and reciting a poem at one of the programs. Something about a present and he had to stand up there and open up a box that had about 6 or 7 graduated smaller boxes and he would have to open each one only to find another box to open in that one. I can't imagine him doing anything like that today. Wish we had had video cameras back then.
So, as I put up my little 4' tree this year, I thought back to Christmases growing up and said a quiet thank you to my dad and mom for giving me the love of Christmas that will forever be in my heart. Now....if I could just get these bubble lights to work!
Merry Christmas, everyone. God Bless each and every one of you.
He liked to cook and he always made homemade fudge at Christmas. The old-fashioned, beat-with-a-spoon kind. Still the best I've ever had.
With that many kids, there were a lot of packages under the tree, even if we only got 2 presents apiece, it added up. I remember Mom saying one year she only had $7 apiece to spend on us and managed to get us each 2 gifts. We would come down the stairs Christmas morning and just be awed by the sight. This was after we had been awakened by the sound of a spoon banging on a pan coming from the bottom of the stairs. Yep! Dad! Couldn't wait to get us up and he would stand down there and bang that spoon and holler "Santa Claus was here". One Christmas, Santa brought bikes for the 2 younger boys in the family. "Santa" finished putting them together at about 3:30 am, then decided he would get all of us kids up - right then! I know my mother would gladly have strangled him at that moment, but too many witnesses by then, you know!! As I think back about that, I wonder just how much Christmas cheer he had had by 3:30 in the morning!!
When I got married and left home, we went home for Christmas for several years before we finally established our own Christmas tradition in our own home. The first year we went home for Christmas, we were opening presents on Christmas morning and my mom opened a "made in school" gift from my sister, Peggy, who was probably around 7 years old that year. I, of course, being the type of person who's mouth starts before her brain is in gear, blurted out, "What IS that?" My mom immediately said to Peggy "Lynn doesn't know what that is. Why don't you tell her what it is." Turns out it was a napkin holder. Also turns out that Mom didn't know what it was, either, and I gave her the opportunity to find out without hurting little feelings.
We always went to Sunday School, so were always in the Christmas program at the church. (I wish the church we go to now had a family with a lot of kids like ours did; our family pretty much provided most of the cast). Anyway, one of my brothers, Steve, is rather shy about some things to this day, but I remember him getting up and reciting a poem at one of the programs. Something about a present and he had to stand up there and open up a box that had about 6 or 7 graduated smaller boxes and he would have to open each one only to find another box to open in that one. I can't imagine him doing anything like that today. Wish we had had video cameras back then.
So, as I put up my little 4' tree this year, I thought back to Christmases growing up and said a quiet thank you to my dad and mom for giving me the love of Christmas that will forever be in my heart. Now....if I could just get these bubble lights to work!
Merry Christmas, everyone. God Bless each and every one of you.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
GOING HOME
We went home this past weekend. Home, for me, is Alton, KS located on Highway 24 in north central Kansas. When we lived there, the population was 330 people. Small-town America at its finest. My Uncle Bill passed away at the age of 84 and we went home for his funeral. It was a little unsettling to me that I don't have a lot of memories of Uncle Bill. They certainly don't come to me easily, anyway. I just remember him as a farmer, always quiet, and not one to socialize a lot. But, then, a lot of farmers didn't have time to socialize, so I guess that's not real unique. Listening to his family relive their memories of him, I was struck by his wit, his love for family and God, and his orneriness. Like I said, I don't remember any of that part of him, but my memory is not good about a lot of things way back then.
We lived in town and went to church in town and he lived in the country and went to church in the country and we just didn't get together a lot. I found out he sang in quartets, taught his daughter-in-law, Jan, to drive a 10-speed truck by getting it to the last gear, then jumping out and telling her to drive it on into town to deliver a load of wheat and I learned he went AWOL from the Navy for one night to see his girlfriend, my future Aunt Marjorie. They were married for 65 years. Uncle Bill has "Gone Home" now and I know he and my mother, his sister, are catching up in Heaven.
This just happened to be the weekend of the Alton Jubilee, a yearly event sponsored by the Alton Pride organization. The town has pretty much closed up except for a gas station and a hardware store. There are a few old buildings left that are nothing but memories now and that is hard to see when we go home. The Jubilee brings in a lot of the people who still live in town and outside of town. Kinda like the Saturday nights when I was growing up when everyone came to town to do their shopping and visiting and checking out books from the library, etc. They have a parade in the morning, then lunch, pie-baking contest, games and entertainment in the park, supper, and then the Bull City Opry Company puts on a show in the park that night. The show has a cast of local actors and singers and musicians and is very well attended. There were probably around 400 people there Saturday night. I've only seen one other one, but this one was just a hoot!!!! The people you least expect to be funny usually end up stealing the show and that was the case this year. Very enjoyable and my hat's off to the directors!
We saw many people there that I remember growing up around. It strikes you when you see these people how some have really aged and others hardly any at all. One lady had turned 88 years old that day and I never saw her sit down...she was too busy standing there talking to friends. And, of course, a couple of the girlfriends were there and we always enjoy our time with them. It certainly made a sad trip a little easier.
We lived in town and went to church in town and he lived in the country and went to church in the country and we just didn't get together a lot. I found out he sang in quartets, taught his daughter-in-law, Jan, to drive a 10-speed truck by getting it to the last gear, then jumping out and telling her to drive it on into town to deliver a load of wheat and I learned he went AWOL from the Navy for one night to see his girlfriend, my future Aunt Marjorie. They were married for 65 years. Uncle Bill has "Gone Home" now and I know he and my mother, his sister, are catching up in Heaven.
This just happened to be the weekend of the Alton Jubilee, a yearly event sponsored by the Alton Pride organization. The town has pretty much closed up except for a gas station and a hardware store. There are a few old buildings left that are nothing but memories now and that is hard to see when we go home. The Jubilee brings in a lot of the people who still live in town and outside of town. Kinda like the Saturday nights when I was growing up when everyone came to town to do their shopping and visiting and checking out books from the library, etc. They have a parade in the morning, then lunch, pie-baking contest, games and entertainment in the park, supper, and then the Bull City Opry Company puts on a show in the park that night. The show has a cast of local actors and singers and musicians and is very well attended. There were probably around 400 people there Saturday night. I've only seen one other one, but this one was just a hoot!!!! The people you least expect to be funny usually end up stealing the show and that was the case this year. Very enjoyable and my hat's off to the directors!
We saw many people there that I remember growing up around. It strikes you when you see these people how some have really aged and others hardly any at all. One lady had turned 88 years old that day and I never saw her sit down...she was too busy standing there talking to friends. And, of course, a couple of the girlfriends were there and we always enjoy our time with them. It certainly made a sad trip a little easier.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
T.P. Blues and More
Some famous celebrity activist do-do recently stated that we should start using 1 sheet of toilet paper in the bathroom. We laugh, chortle, guffaw.....but apparently someone or more than one someone in our office believes in that idea. Oh, not for them; for the next person who uses the bathroom after them. I can't count the times when I have gone to the bathroom only to find approximately one sheet left on the roll. So, the dilemma is - use the tiny bit left trying not to get your hand any wetter than you absolutely have to - and you WILL get it wet - OR get up and drip your way over to the drawer that holds the supply and then drip your way back over to the commode to use it. I wonder if that person actually pre-meditates this - making sure they get their share, but leaving that tiny bit on the roll. Well, you know darned well they do. It takes so much energy and time to change the roll that, well, you know, they just don't have time in their busy lives to do it. AND if they don't know there is an extra supply in the drawer, they are apparently too busy to tell someone in the office that the bathroom needs paper. Pass the buck! Let the next person handle it.
So, this morning, not only was this the case, BUT the paper towel roll was empty. Still sitting on the towel holder - are you ready for this? - with a new roll of paper towels sitting right next to it! Someone HAD to use the last paper towel on the roll and see that new roll sitting there. Change it out? Nope, too busy probably.
All of this is inconsiderate and lazy as far as I'm concerned. And, it's not just at the office. Same way at my house. My husband has gotten better at the toilet paper problem - at least he now sets a new roll on the counter right above the holder so the next time I come in I can see that there is no paper on the holder and take care of it. Reminds me of an episode of Mad About You where Helen Hunt walks into the living room where Paul Reiser is sitting, asks him for his full attention, then shows him the toilet paper roll and holder bar in her hand - puts the toilet paper on the bar - then asks him "what part of this don't you understand?". I fell out of my chair laughing.
We also have the paper towel problem at home. They know where the extra ones are, but apparently the door to the pantry is too hard to open or something. They never seem to be able to.
So, at least I know the problem is taken care of for today. Come to think of it, tho, I think Helen Hunt had a good idea. Gotta go - need to call a meeting of everyone in the office.........
So, this morning, not only was this the case, BUT the paper towel roll was empty. Still sitting on the towel holder - are you ready for this? - with a new roll of paper towels sitting right next to it! Someone HAD to use the last paper towel on the roll and see that new roll sitting there. Change it out? Nope, too busy probably.
All of this is inconsiderate and lazy as far as I'm concerned. And, it's not just at the office. Same way at my house. My husband has gotten better at the toilet paper problem - at least he now sets a new roll on the counter right above the holder so the next time I come in I can see that there is no paper on the holder and take care of it. Reminds me of an episode of Mad About You where Helen Hunt walks into the living room where Paul Reiser is sitting, asks him for his full attention, then shows him the toilet paper roll and holder bar in her hand - puts the toilet paper on the bar - then asks him "what part of this don't you understand?". I fell out of my chair laughing.
We also have the paper towel problem at home. They know where the extra ones are, but apparently the door to the pantry is too hard to open or something. They never seem to be able to.
So, at least I know the problem is taken care of for today. Come to think of it, tho, I think Helen Hunt had a good idea. Gotta go - need to call a meeting of everyone in the office.........
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