Sweetpea and her Dad are here. We went to Glorieta yesterday. We spent some time in the Prayer Garden. Non of us could feel Penni's presence. We all saw butterflies at different times. Of course she is not there but I feel we were acknowledged by the butterflies.
We went to the B&B of Joe and Annie's,she so grasiously fed us lunch. It is so beautiful hubby would have loved to see it completed. He so loved to watch it go up.
Number two son and family is planning my belated Birthday Party today.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Sunday, May 01, 2011
Trouble with IRS
Maybe I should title this trouble with H and R Block software. Or Just no matter how old you get, you can still do something stupid.
Using daughter-in-laws software for H & R Block for taxes. First clue don't use a program you are not familiar with. Smart me I thought I could just go step by step and everything would be fine. NO NO
I filed the federal, not feeling comfortable with the results. I had a return of $876.00. I thought that was fine. I had a lot of medical expenses as well as property tax and mortgage interest. Last year, I paid a couple of hundred dollars to federal. State last year was big, as I hadn't had any taken out. This year I had withholding taken out for state.
I filed the federal to get the monies back to pay the state which was $133.00. I didn't file the state until just before the 17th. So, I could use the federal return monies to pay the state.
State came back and said I owed a lot more money. So I went and got a Turbo Tax and redid both federal and state.
To make a long story as short as possible I owe federal $708.00. I need to return the $876.00 plus pay additional $708.00. Are you adding that is $1,584.00.
At the advice of number one son. I went to the local IRS office and tried talking to a tax adviser. She told him her computer did't recognize that I had ever filed a return and she couldn't help me until I filed a return. I tried to explain the problem to her. Her reply was that 700 from 800 was 100 and I only owed 100 dollars. I should have had her put that in writing.
I came home and cried on the shoulder of a friend, that use to do payroll for APS. She is smart, she had some one else do her taxes. They are more complicated than mine. She suggested that I get a book and forms and do the taxes my self.
I down load 197 pages of tax information and the forms to fill out. I came out with the same figures as Turbo Tax. Information I downloaded told me local office had HAD to help me with the problem.
Back to local office and luck was with me, I got a different adviser. A very nice Navaho ,middle aged, lady which took her lunch hour to help me fill out an amended return. I just needed to come home put my figures in form on line and print it out to send in. Along with an agreement to pay it off monthly, over the next year.
Only problem I can't print.
I made a visit to the retirement office and increased my federal withholding $175.00 and my state $30.00. That with the monies to pay back I am short $300.00 a month.
Just thought I would post my sad story. Maybe I can lay this to rest now. Doesn't mean I can't do something stupid again, but I hope not
I
Using daughter-in-laws software for H & R Block for taxes. First clue don't use a program you are not familiar with. Smart me I thought I could just go step by step and everything would be fine. NO NO
I filed the federal, not feeling comfortable with the results. I had a return of $876.00. I thought that was fine. I had a lot of medical expenses as well as property tax and mortgage interest. Last year, I paid a couple of hundred dollars to federal. State last year was big, as I hadn't had any taken out. This year I had withholding taken out for state.
I filed the federal to get the monies back to pay the state which was $133.00. I didn't file the state until just before the 17th. So, I could use the federal return monies to pay the state.
State came back and said I owed a lot more money. So I went and got a Turbo Tax and redid both federal and state.
To make a long story as short as possible I owe federal $708.00. I need to return the $876.00 plus pay additional $708.00. Are you adding that is $1,584.00.
At the advice of number one son. I went to the local IRS office and tried talking to a tax adviser. She told him her computer did't recognize that I had ever filed a return and she couldn't help me until I filed a return. I tried to explain the problem to her. Her reply was that 700 from 800 was 100 and I only owed 100 dollars. I should have had her put that in writing.
I came home and cried on the shoulder of a friend, that use to do payroll for APS. She is smart, she had some one else do her taxes. They are more complicated than mine. She suggested that I get a book and forms and do the taxes my self.
I down load 197 pages of tax information and the forms to fill out. I came out with the same figures as Turbo Tax. Information I downloaded told me local office had HAD to help me with the problem.
Back to local office and luck was with me, I got a different adviser. A very nice Navaho ,middle aged, lady which took her lunch hour to help me fill out an amended return. I just needed to come home put my figures in form on line and print it out to send in. Along with an agreement to pay it off monthly, over the next year.
Only problem I can't print.
I made a visit to the retirement office and increased my federal withholding $175.00 and my state $30.00. That with the monies to pay back I am short $300.00 a month.
Just thought I would post my sad story. Maybe I can lay this to rest now. Doesn't mean I can't do something stupid again, but I hope not
I
New post
The last two posts went to an old bog. I had set up for sweetpea ages ago, about her cats. I haven't figured out how to transfer them to this blog. So I will just start over.
Number one son was here over night, while he was taking his daugther's car to her. We enjoyed him very much. The stay was much too short but I am hoping for more later.
Facebook tells me son-in-law and his new wife are back together. They seemed very happy in the pictures they posted. I'm am relieved that sweetpea is not sad, as she was in her last picture.
I am back in the political stuff for the state. I am not sure how I am feeling about that. I quess physically I am up for doing this, but do I want to spend the time. I am getting selfish with my time.
The weather is terrible windy and cold. I am ready for spring we were given a preview of.
Close friend was just fired for a really stupid reason. Sounds like age discrimintation.
I installed windows 7 and now I don't have a printer and can't find a driver on the internet. I am going to take it back to my computer guy and let him find it for me.
Number one son was here over night, while he was taking his daugther's car to her. We enjoyed him very much. The stay was much too short but I am hoping for more later.
Facebook tells me son-in-law and his new wife are back together. They seemed very happy in the pictures they posted. I'm am relieved that sweetpea is not sad, as she was in her last picture.
I am back in the political stuff for the state. I am not sure how I am feeling about that. I quess physically I am up for doing this, but do I want to spend the time. I am getting selfish with my time.
The weather is terrible windy and cold. I am ready for spring we were given a preview of.
Close friend was just fired for a really stupid reason. Sounds like age discrimintation.
I installed windows 7 and now I don't have a printer and can't find a driver on the internet. I am going to take it back to my computer guy and let him find it for me.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Shades of the Past
Yesterday a friend of 30 years and I were traveling down Lomas past the cross street where we use to live. She remarked "It is the same color that it use to be."
Shortly after we bought the house on Hermosa hubby decided to paint the out side. It had been white many, many year before and needed something. Second son was working as stock er and all around flunky at Skaggs Drug down the street. We purchased many gallons of paint with his employee discount. Hubby bought several big fluffy rollers and he and the boys proceeded with the big, big job. Well boys the house still looks pretty good but daddy's yard and everything are all long dead. Only the cactus are thriving.
But painting always reminds me that both boys would paint when Mom decided something needed to be painted but just don't put both of the boys in the same room to paint that would start a battle royal.
By the way my kitchen cabinets need to be painted any takers?
Shortly after we bought the house on Hermosa hubby decided to paint the out side. It had been white many, many year before and needed something. Second son was working as stock er and all around flunky at Skaggs Drug down the street. We purchased many gallons of paint with his employee discount. Hubby bought several big fluffy rollers and he and the boys proceeded with the big, big job. Well boys the house still looks pretty good but daddy's yard and everything are all long dead. Only the cactus are thriving.
But painting always reminds me that both boys would paint when Mom decided something needed to be painted but just don't put both of the boys in the same room to paint that would start a battle royal.
By the way my kitchen cabinets need to be painted any takers?
Wednesday, February 09, 2011
House Churchs
When hubby and I returned to Colorado from California. We were contacted by Missionaries of the Home Mission Board. They ask us if we would help form a Spanish Mission. Hubby was Ordained 1956, while we were in California and he was going to College. This was my first experience with a Home Church. The missionaries were a couple with a little boy, about the age of our two. They held the church services in there home. There son had chicken pox and our house was commandeered for services. This was during 1957 or 8 when there was still a big push on for new churches. Our boys learned to sing Jesus Loves me in Spanish.
When it became evident 1996 or 97 that Fundamentalist had taken over all of our local churches. A young man contacted us and ask for help forming a moderate church. Our home was again commandeered for services. I look back at that time as good one for our family. The pastor's family had so many problems it was impossible to continue the Church.
Now son is involved again in a House Church and I am looking once again at House Churches. All Churches were started in Biblical times in homes. It is amazing to me that once again people that hold on to Biblical beliefs and principles are having to resort to House Churches.
When it became evident 1996 or 97 that Fundamentalist had taken over all of our local churches. A young man contacted us and ask for help forming a moderate church. Our home was again commandeered for services. I look back at that time as good one for our family. The pastor's family had so many problems it was impossible to continue the Church.
Now son is involved again in a House Church and I am looking once again at House Churches. All Churches were started in Biblical times in homes. It is amazing to me that once again people that hold on to Biblical beliefs and principles are having to resort to House Churches.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
What If
On the way to Church Sunday a Sunday School bus passed me. I begin to wonder what if.
What if, a Nazarene Church in Pueblo, Colorado had not had the vision of a church bus? Hubby would never have receive a elementary taste of Jesus. His home was a good home but religion was not important. No one there would have been concerned about his knowledge of Christ.
He repaid that Church many times over by working in the Bus Ministry at First Baptist Albuquerque.
My grandmother was interested in reading the Bible little else in our household. Daily paper which I am sure she was not interested in. I slept with her so we spent a lot of time together. She taught me the Lord's Prayer when I was so small I don't remember not knowing it. My parent were both Christan and Baptist. They didn't fit in to the First Baptist in Pueblo so they stopped going. A smaller Baptist Church was convenient to sent me to. When I was too little to walk they took me and picked me up.
After my Great Aunt and Uncle moved to town and started going to the same church. I stayed for church. One Easter Sunday my mother who didn't usually go to church with me, went to church with me and my girl friend. I had been asking about going forward at the end of the service and on that Sunday my mother ask me if I wanted to go forward. So Margie and I both went forward and were Baptised that evening.
When Hubby ask me to marry him I told him I had some idea's, he may not agree with. I wanted us both to go to Church not just send our kids like we were sent. I also wanted to say grace at meals. Hubby which was home from the Marines said that sounded OK to him. He didn't like being sent to Church either. After I agreed to marry him, he went back to the Marine Base located at Barstow,California. He joined the local Baptist Church. He was Baptized after we were married. The church was in a Quonset hut. He was Baptized in a stock tank in the Quonset hut, winter time cold, cold. We started going to classes on Sunday night to learn what it meant to be a Baptist.
Now all of our children are Christian oldest son in Ministry. Daughter held on to her faith until her last breath. Second son is a good preacher but he doesn't preach often. All of our grand children but one have made professions of faith.
What If is a big question.
I am praying hard for the Lord to send someone to witness to the littlest one. I could use some help praying.
What if, a Nazarene Church in Pueblo, Colorado had not had the vision of a church bus? Hubby would never have receive a elementary taste of Jesus. His home was a good home but religion was not important. No one there would have been concerned about his knowledge of Christ.
He repaid that Church many times over by working in the Bus Ministry at First Baptist Albuquerque.
My grandmother was interested in reading the Bible little else in our household. Daily paper which I am sure she was not interested in. I slept with her so we spent a lot of time together. She taught me the Lord's Prayer when I was so small I don't remember not knowing it. My parent were both Christan and Baptist. They didn't fit in to the First Baptist in Pueblo so they stopped going. A smaller Baptist Church was convenient to sent me to. When I was too little to walk they took me and picked me up.
After my Great Aunt and Uncle moved to town and started going to the same church. I stayed for church. One Easter Sunday my mother who didn't usually go to church with me, went to church with me and my girl friend. I had been asking about going forward at the end of the service and on that Sunday my mother ask me if I wanted to go forward. So Margie and I both went forward and were Baptised that evening.
When Hubby ask me to marry him I told him I had some idea's, he may not agree with. I wanted us both to go to Church not just send our kids like we were sent. I also wanted to say grace at meals. Hubby which was home from the Marines said that sounded OK to him. He didn't like being sent to Church either. After I agreed to marry him, he went back to the Marine Base located at Barstow,California. He joined the local Baptist Church. He was Baptized after we were married. The church was in a Quonset hut. He was Baptized in a stock tank in the Quonset hut, winter time cold, cold. We started going to classes on Sunday night to learn what it meant to be a Baptist.
Now all of our children are Christian oldest son in Ministry. Daughter held on to her faith until her last breath. Second son is a good preacher but he doesn't preach often. All of our grand children but one have made professions of faith.
What If is a big question.
I am praying hard for the Lord to send someone to witness to the littlest one. I could use some help praying.
Saturday, January 01, 2011
New Year 2011
Hurray!!! I received a post other than from my son. I sometimes think no one is out there.
I had a very pleasant new years eve. I was at son's house playing a game. One I remember playing with him many years ago. The game's date was 1984 son said I was living on Hermosa, when we played the game. Oh yes, the name of the game was Bible Trivia. I do remember he beat the sox off of us and I was disappointed how little I knew.
Three and a half hours of snacks and soda's. Four of us and I won. Can I crow a little bit. Son and I were neck and neck but I edged him out. Some of the questions were so simple. The rest of them were very difficult.
Son just said I had many more years of study than the rest of them. Son had 4 years at Wayland and one at Southwest. His years of study, were lots of years ago. I have to excuse him on that account but the winning was sweet.
Hope everyone has a great New Year. 1 01 2011 or 1/1/2011 or 1/1/11 has to be a good new year.
I had a very pleasant new years eve. I was at son's house playing a game. One I remember playing with him many years ago. The game's date was 1984 son said I was living on Hermosa, when we played the game. Oh yes, the name of the game was Bible Trivia. I do remember he beat the sox off of us and I was disappointed how little I knew.
Three and a half hours of snacks and soda's. Four of us and I won. Can I crow a little bit. Son and I were neck and neck but I edged him out. Some of the questions were so simple. The rest of them were very difficult.
Son just said I had many more years of study than the rest of them. Son had 4 years at Wayland and one at Southwest. His years of study, were lots of years ago. I have to excuse him on that account but the winning was sweet.
Hope everyone has a great New Year. 1 01 2011 or 1/1/2011 or 1/1/11 has to be a good new year.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Cave Towers --Cedar Mesa Utah
About 60 years ago the Reader's Digest published an article about ancient, square, stone towers. The Anasazi built these supposably for defense. They showed signs of a fire. They found a lot of arrow points. Archaeologist seemed to think a battle took place and the people that survived left the area.
Sixty years ago my sister and I spent an evening eating buttered crackers, and drinking tea. We were reading the article about the stone towers. We wondered where the stone towers were and what happened to the defenders of the towers. This was a memory very firmly etched in my mind.
I opened my Archaeology magazine today and found a small article. Talking about Cave Towers also called Mule Canyon Towers. These are along the mesa tops of the Utah/Colorado border.
This ruin is not high on the list of developed sites. The site is very fragile and visitors are not encouraged. The archaelogist still haven't discovered the answers to my questions of 60 years ago.
The mystery continues and small articles 60 years or so apart still keeps my interest in the stone towers. I know where they are and that it wasn't my imagination that they do exist.
At times in the past I have often thought that it was my imagination that the stone towers existed. Now I know that they do exist. TTFN.
Sixty years ago my sister and I spent an evening eating buttered crackers, and drinking tea. We were reading the article about the stone towers. We wondered where the stone towers were and what happened to the defenders of the towers. This was a memory very firmly etched in my mind.
I opened my Archaeology magazine today and found a small article. Talking about Cave Towers also called Mule Canyon Towers. These are along the mesa tops of the Utah/Colorado border.
This ruin is not high on the list of developed sites. The site is very fragile and visitors are not encouraged. The archaelogist still haven't discovered the answers to my questions of 60 years ago.
The mystery continues and small articles 60 years or so apart still keeps my interest in the stone towers. I know where they are and that it wasn't my imagination that they do exist.
At times in the past I have often thought that it was my imagination that the stone towers existed. Now I know that they do exist. TTFN.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Christmas Music 1950
New Mexico is sunny and warm this year for December.
The first year I was married 1950 sunny southern California. I was certainly not feeling like Christmas. (I was use to the hussel and bussel of the music store. With Christmas song being played on the outside speakers so all the bus transfer people would it enjoy it. That also made them come in and buy the latest Christmas records.) The radio in the car was playing Christmas music, hubby and I were singing along. It began to feel like Christmas. We bought a puppy for our Christmas present darling red cock er. Unfortunately she had worms and didn't live too long.
Grandson found some old Christmas cassettes in among the Christmas stuff. Tennessee Ernie Ford's album. Brings back memories of driving to Long Beach to a barn dance and seeing him. It was way before he was popular,- but what a thrill.
Christmas treat for the Marine base was Bob Hope. I was allowed to attend with hubby we were on the first row of bleachers. Hubby had his feet strung out in front of him they were just seating people behind us. No one should have been walking up the aisle. Someone stumbled over his feet and almost fell we did know who it was until he went up on the stage. Hubby's claim to fame Hope Bob fell over his feet.
We are playing Christmas music at home now but I do miss the Four Freshman album that we played so much on the record changer in Colorado.
The first year I was married 1950 sunny southern California. I was certainly not feeling like Christmas. (I was use to the hussel and bussel of the music store. With Christmas song being played on the outside speakers so all the bus transfer people would it enjoy it. That also made them come in and buy the latest Christmas records.) The radio in the car was playing Christmas music, hubby and I were singing along. It began to feel like Christmas. We bought a puppy for our Christmas present darling red cock er. Unfortunately she had worms and didn't live too long.
Grandson found some old Christmas cassettes in among the Christmas stuff. Tennessee Ernie Ford's album. Brings back memories of driving to Long Beach to a barn dance and seeing him. It was way before he was popular,- but what a thrill.
Christmas treat for the Marine base was Bob Hope. I was allowed to attend with hubby we were on the first row of bleachers. Hubby had his feet strung out in front of him they were just seating people behind us. No one should have been walking up the aisle. Someone stumbled over his feet and almost fell we did know who it was until he went up on the stage. Hubby's claim to fame Hope Bob fell over his feet.
We are playing Christmas music at home now but I do miss the Four Freshman album that we played so much on the record changer in Colorado.
Saturday, December 04, 2010
RELIEVING THE PAST
My friend Shari tells me I live too much in the past. We were talking about decorating for Christmas. I would rather talk about what I did in the past to think about now. I feel like it is rather useless for me to decorate for just me. I can't see that that is living in the past.
Son's blog showed someone from India wanting to read his blog on Penni's Story. I turned to it and it was clip from Dallas Morning News. It was one I seemed to have missed. Of course I read and cried all the way through it. So much was sweetpea's reaction to what was going on and she even told the counselor about her grandpa and how much she missed him.
I so hope sweetpea can be the bubbly happy little one she was then. Penni would have wanted it that way.
Son's blog showed someone from India wanting to read his blog on Penni's Story. I turned to it and it was clip from Dallas Morning News. It was one I seemed to have missed. Of course I read and cried all the way through it. So much was sweetpea's reaction to what was going on and she even told the counselor about her grandpa and how much she missed him.
I so hope sweetpea can be the bubbly happy little one she was then. Penni would have wanted it that way.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Free again, Free again
I visited my heart doctor this week. He seemed to think I am doing better. He also told me I could stop using oxygen. I haven't talk to my lung doctor yet. I have been doing without since last Wednesday. I bought a gage to see how my lung oxygen level was. My level has only been really low once Heart doctor told me getting short of breath just encouraged me to make my lungs work harder.
I feel like I have been set free. Dragging that oxygen around was so debilitating life was not worth living. I am not sure anyone can talk me into using that again.
Grand daughter has been staying with me this week. She needed to get out of her house for awhile.
We had another girls day out. We all went to a craft fair they had 150 booths. It took us 3 hours to get through everything.
I feel like I have been set free. Dragging that oxygen around was so debilitating life was not worth living. I am not sure anyone can talk me into using that again.
Grand daughter has been staying with me this week. She needed to get out of her house for awhile.
We had another girls day out. We all went to a craft fair they had 150 booths. It took us 3 hours to get through everything.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
INDIAN SUMMER
Cottonwood trees turning gold, yellow and red of others. Sunshine filtering through the leaves and the last days of summer. My favorite time of the year. Hubby and I had announced our intentions of getting married. Daddy with his new 16mm movie camera had to record this time for posterity at Mother's urging.
Mineral Palace park and its beautiful grounds, was chosen as a back ground for the occasion. Blocks of stone rock walls and walks courtesy of the great depressions public works. Roses, calla lilles, mums, goldenrod and lots of others. Hubby in is green Marine Corp uniform. I in the latest fashion the Gibbon Girl look, long skirts and blouses with billowing sleeves. Hubby and I strolling through the gardens was the theme of the pictures our engagement the subject.
My grandmother took advantage of the sunny day outing and came along for the ride. Daddy took lots of pictures of hubby and I strolling through the gardens, he also took pictures of Mother and Grandma. It was a glorious sunshiny day with all the days of our life ahead of us.
Today would have been our "Sixth" Wedding Anniversary.
Mineral Palace park and its beautiful grounds, was chosen as a back ground for the occasion. Blocks of stone rock walls and walks courtesy of the great depressions public works. Roses, calla lilles, mums, goldenrod and lots of others. Hubby in is green Marine Corp uniform. I in the latest fashion the Gibbon Girl look, long skirts and blouses with billowing sleeves. Hubby and I strolling through the gardens was the theme of the pictures our engagement the subject.
My grandmother took advantage of the sunny day outing and came along for the ride. Daddy took lots of pictures of hubby and I strolling through the gardens, he also took pictures of Mother and Grandma. It was a glorious sunshiny day with all the days of our life ahead of us.
Today would have been our "Sixth" Wedding Anniversary.
Monday, October 18, 2010
I Hurt for my Sons
I have been a turtle with my head in the sand for awhile. Sometimes I just need to hid from the world. Reading my sons blogs today I can't help hurting for them. One retiring early. Escaping a school district that has forgotten its purpose of teaching. Letting a teacher teach instead of teaching to a test that means nothing. Hubby could have never survived in this kind of system. He is searching now for something to of with the rest of his life.
I know how that feels I went through that myself and I didn't do too well. I got sidetracked before I could find out what to do. I spent those years as a caregiver and time has passed me by.
Oldest son his blog is like reading a epitaph. He spent the first part of his life training to be a professor. He was a victim of greed not his but a few men who saw money and how they could get it. Then there need to control the masses, politics and change our country. Greed took over and bankrupted our country. But back to those first greedy ones, now they want to control our country. It looks like they are going to succeed.
I hurt for my sons that this time of there lives should have been more rewarding. They both have good kids and grandkids but they should have more satisfaction in their professional life.
I know how that feels I went through that myself and I didn't do too well. I got sidetracked before I could find out what to do. I spent those years as a caregiver and time has passed me by.
Oldest son his blog is like reading a epitaph. He spent the first part of his life training to be a professor. He was a victim of greed not his but a few men who saw money and how they could get it. Then there need to control the masses, politics and change our country. Greed took over and bankrupted our country. But back to those first greedy ones, now they want to control our country. It looks like they are going to succeed.
I hurt for my sons that this time of there lives should have been more rewarding. They both have good kids and grandkids but they should have more satisfaction in their professional life.
Saturday, October 09, 2010
New Post
I haven't had anything to talk about. But reading every one's blog and facebook today has been very interesting.
Monica has postings on her facebook about the plastic in the Pacific Ocean it make you want to bury every piece of plastic you can find. It says it will take forever for it to disappear. A plastic patch twice the size of Texas is now in the Pacific ocean and the pieces are so small they can't be retrieved. What are we doing to our planet.
Pat has a good posting about our election going on. I tried a few years ago to get him involved in politics but it was a bad time and I wasn't around to push him. He has some good ideas about what needs to be done locally and nationally right now. I am going to try and get him involved with a couple of retirees groups and see if he has time to try politics. Momma thinks he would be good.
Pat went to lunch with me to meet Diane thursday. We didn't get to talk to Diane Dinish and all of my contacts are long gone. I will have to try and get some new one.
I have been slowed down with having to drag oxygen with me everywhere. Other people seem to do it without any trouble. I just have to try and figure it out for myself.
A helicopter is circling around and around my house. I hope they aren't looking for someone.
Monica has postings on her facebook about the plastic in the Pacific Ocean it make you want to bury every piece of plastic you can find. It says it will take forever for it to disappear. A plastic patch twice the size of Texas is now in the Pacific ocean and the pieces are so small they can't be retrieved. What are we doing to our planet.
Pat has a good posting about our election going on. I tried a few years ago to get him involved in politics but it was a bad time and I wasn't around to push him. He has some good ideas about what needs to be done locally and nationally right now. I am going to try and get him involved with a couple of retirees groups and see if he has time to try politics. Momma thinks he would be good.
Pat went to lunch with me to meet Diane thursday. We didn't get to talk to Diane Dinish and all of my contacts are long gone. I will have to try and get some new one.
I have been slowed down with having to drag oxygen with me everywhere. Other people seem to do it without any trouble. I just have to try and figure it out for myself.
A helicopter is circling around and around my house. I hope they aren't looking for someone.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Deja vu
I have only experienced this feeling twice that was so strong that it is imprinted in my mind.
I don't understand the philosophy of previous lives. It might be something to explore sometime.
When I was about 9 years old I had two experiences that were explained to me as deja vu. The summer of 1941 my family took a vacation to several places and visited family along the way. I had measles the first week of the trip. The highlight of the trip was several days in New Orleans. My father hired a guide to drive our car with all the family aboard a neat trick as our family consisted of my parents, my material grandmother, my sister and I. We were crammed into a 1941 Plymouth green sedan. I was small enough to sit on someones lap. This would never be allow today. He drove us all over city of New Orleans. I remember the St Lewis Cathedral we had a tour inside. First time I had been in a Catholic church I was fascinated. We walked along some streets and could looked into tropical courtyards. How I thought that would be terrific to live in a place like that. I loved the sweet treat of pralines. We went to visit one of the homes of Huey P. Long. That name did not register with me I knew nothing of him personally or politically. My family was not involved in politics. My only political knowledge was what my father told me. Republicans were for the rich people and Demo crates were for the working people.
We walked from the house along a brick walk beside the courtyard out to the street. I kept wanting to go back to that walk and courtyard I had been there before. That is the first time of deja vu. I ask a million questions about the feeling of deja vu. It was the first time I had heard the term much less had it explained to me.
I must have been a horribly inquisitive youngster. I must have driven my father crazy on that trip. I don't remember a lot of it. My father was a big tease, there was a little black boy with his feet in the Mississippi river. We were walking on the dock. My father stopped to talk to him. He ask him if he was afraid he would make the river muddy. The river was already muddy and the little boy didn't under stand him. I am sure the adults near by did. It was a terribly racist comment but he just wanted to say sometime to the little one. How times have changed.
The next time I was visiting a friend who lived several blocks away from me. We had just heard on the radio that President Roosevelt had died. He had been President all of my life. That was a scary thing to a 9 year old. I was raised by a over anxious mother so I lived with fears that tore me apart. I was sitting on the curb of that apartment by where my friend lived. I again had that feeling of deja vu. How both of these were connected I don't know or if they are connected. I would like to explore some hypnosis some time to see if I have some previous life or lives that would account for these feelings. I had been in the apartment many times, but I had never sat on the curb. Why we were sitting on the curb waiting for someone or something I don't remember.
I never had those feelings again I don't know why. I have often wondered if I outgrew them. Were they related to dreams that I don't remember? Or just the results of a over anxious mother that I absorbed so much of. My daughter once told me she didn't see how I had become a some what normal human being, after my childhood. My daughter knew me better than anyone, how I miss her.
I don't understand the philosophy of previous lives. It might be something to explore sometime.
When I was about 9 years old I had two experiences that were explained to me as deja vu. The summer of 1941 my family took a vacation to several places and visited family along the way. I had measles the first week of the trip. The highlight of the trip was several days in New Orleans. My father hired a guide to drive our car with all the family aboard a neat trick as our family consisted of my parents, my material grandmother, my sister and I. We were crammed into a 1941 Plymouth green sedan. I was small enough to sit on someones lap. This would never be allow today. He drove us all over city of New Orleans. I remember the St Lewis Cathedral we had a tour inside. First time I had been in a Catholic church I was fascinated. We walked along some streets and could looked into tropical courtyards. How I thought that would be terrific to live in a place like that. I loved the sweet treat of pralines. We went to visit one of the homes of Huey P. Long. That name did not register with me I knew nothing of him personally or politically. My family was not involved in politics. My only political knowledge was what my father told me. Republicans were for the rich people and Demo crates were for the working people.
We walked from the house along a brick walk beside the courtyard out to the street. I kept wanting to go back to that walk and courtyard I had been there before. That is the first time of deja vu. I ask a million questions about the feeling of deja vu. It was the first time I had heard the term much less had it explained to me.
I must have been a horribly inquisitive youngster. I must have driven my father crazy on that trip. I don't remember a lot of it. My father was a big tease, there was a little black boy with his feet in the Mississippi river. We were walking on the dock. My father stopped to talk to him. He ask him if he was afraid he would make the river muddy. The river was already muddy and the little boy didn't under stand him. I am sure the adults near by did. It was a terribly racist comment but he just wanted to say sometime to the little one. How times have changed.
The next time I was visiting a friend who lived several blocks away from me. We had just heard on the radio that President Roosevelt had died. He had been President all of my life. That was a scary thing to a 9 year old. I was raised by a over anxious mother so I lived with fears that tore me apart. I was sitting on the curb of that apartment by where my friend lived. I again had that feeling of deja vu. How both of these were connected I don't know or if they are connected. I would like to explore some hypnosis some time to see if I have some previous life or lives that would account for these feelings. I had been in the apartment many times, but I had never sat on the curb. Why we were sitting on the curb waiting for someone or something I don't remember.
I never had those feelings again I don't know why. I have often wondered if I outgrew them. Were they related to dreams that I don't remember? Or just the results of a over anxious mother that I absorbed so much of. My daughter once told me she didn't see how I had become a some what normal human being, after my childhood. My daughter knew me better than anyone, how I miss her.
Monday, September 06, 2010
Labor Day 1971
We had just moved from Hendrix to Hermosa. Second son was senior in high school and was worried about getting to participate in sports at his old high school. I didn't have money for school clothes for P who was starting second grade.
My favorite place for fabric was TG&Y they had bolts of fabric but also a large table of remnants. I dug through them trying to find pieces large enough to make a garment. The bigger pieces were the wrong colors and prints for a little one. Grey, hunter green, and strange prints, pants were easy just like the PG pants. Tops were smocks that was the style for little girls her age.
Our new house had a screened in back porch which opened out into a walled small back yard. P was happy to play in the new backyard. I drug a card table, sewing machine,and small TV out to the screened in porch. Jerry Lewis my favorite comedian had a telethon on TV.
Labor day was spent cutting out and sewing 3 sets of pants and smocks. P spent the day in the yard and helping me watch Jerry Lewis's telethon. She wore them all year and loved them.
I wonder how we got through those years hubby was going to school and working. I was working. First son was in college and second son a senior in high school, P going into second grade. I was working and trying to keep every thing going at home. One of my favorite labor days.
I have spent this labor day digging through paper work at home trying to get things cleaned out.
My favorite place for fabric was TG&Y they had bolts of fabric but also a large table of remnants. I dug through them trying to find pieces large enough to make a garment. The bigger pieces were the wrong colors and prints for a little one. Grey, hunter green, and strange prints, pants were easy just like the PG pants. Tops were smocks that was the style for little girls her age.
Our new house had a screened in back porch which opened out into a walled small back yard. P was happy to play in the new backyard. I drug a card table, sewing machine,and small TV out to the screened in porch. Jerry Lewis my favorite comedian had a telethon on TV.
Labor day was spent cutting out and sewing 3 sets of pants and smocks. P spent the day in the yard and helping me watch Jerry Lewis's telethon. She wore them all year and loved them.
I wonder how we got through those years hubby was going to school and working. I was working. First son was in college and second son a senior in high school, P going into second grade. I was working and trying to keep every thing going at home. One of my favorite labor days.
I have spent this labor day digging through paper work at home trying to get things cleaned out.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Vacation
I'm going to Las Vegas to spend sometime with my sister in law and her family. She has a new great gran and we haven't seen.
Grandaughter is going with me. She is going to help me with oxgen and misc. We are only going for a few days. She wants to see a show while we are there, maybe but it is very expensive.
I'm trying to get my secondary insurance to pay for that stupid ambulance ride last September. I've been trying to get medicare to pay it for ever. The packet of all the stuff to go to insurance is big enough to be a book. I need to have it weighted to see how many stamps it will need. I could have taken a taxi for about 10% of what they charged.
Doctors appointment have been everyday and forever. I hope some of this helps.
Grandaughter is going with me. She is going to help me with oxgen and misc. We are only going for a few days. She wants to see a show while we are there, maybe but it is very expensive.
I'm trying to get my secondary insurance to pay for that stupid ambulance ride last September. I've been trying to get medicare to pay it for ever. The packet of all the stuff to go to insurance is big enough to be a book. I need to have it weighted to see how many stamps it will need. I could have taken a taxi for about 10% of what they charged.
Doctors appointment have been everyday and forever. I hope some of this helps.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Mainstream Baptist: After Antibiotics
Mainstream Baptist: After Antibiotics: "Are you ready for a world without antibiotics?"
Friday, August 13, 2010
5th time in a year
Hospital again that makes the 5th time this year. I am not going again without kicking and screaming. This time they did every kind of test there is on my heart. My heart is good I still have the leaking valves but not too bad.
I never had a blood clot the other doc took a x=ray and said there was a 85 percent chance of a blood clot. So they just thought I did and told me I had a blood clot. They put me on blood thinners and I am tied up with having tests for that. I have an appointment with my primary doc next Thursday. I am hoping he takes me off of the blood thinners. I got all the medical records from the hospital for the primary doc.
I am dragging a oxgen tank around with me. I have put off as long as I can without taking oxgen. I can't get a smaller pack that I can carry over my shoulder until I see a lung doc. I am having trouble getting an appointment. I have one in about 10 days. That is better than Nov. when the hospital got me an appointment.
I am having strange dreams I don't know if the oxgen has any effect on that.
Second son went to Bible study with me yesterday. The ladies loved him he filled in so much history around our lesson and they took his word for gospel. That is better than the TV preacher that one of the ladies had some recording of. Isaiah was fortelling of the building of the Aswand Dam.
Yesterday was three years after hubby's death. I didn't think of it yesterday but today it came home loud and strong. It was not as hot yesterday or today like it was then.
Grandaughter is going to Las Vegas with me to help me lug the oxgen tank around. She is thrilled first airplane ride and first time in Las Vegas. She is old enough to get into the cassino's. The last time hubby and I were in Las Vegas we didn't gamble any at all. That was a couple of weeks before hubby was diagnosed with cancer.
I never had a blood clot the other doc took a x=ray and said there was a 85 percent chance of a blood clot. So they just thought I did and told me I had a blood clot. They put me on blood thinners and I am tied up with having tests for that. I have an appointment with my primary doc next Thursday. I am hoping he takes me off of the blood thinners. I got all the medical records from the hospital for the primary doc.
I am dragging a oxgen tank around with me. I have put off as long as I can without taking oxgen. I can't get a smaller pack that I can carry over my shoulder until I see a lung doc. I am having trouble getting an appointment. I have one in about 10 days. That is better than Nov. when the hospital got me an appointment.
I am having strange dreams I don't know if the oxgen has any effect on that.
Second son went to Bible study with me yesterday. The ladies loved him he filled in so much history around our lesson and they took his word for gospel. That is better than the TV preacher that one of the ladies had some recording of. Isaiah was fortelling of the building of the Aswand Dam.
Yesterday was three years after hubby's death. I didn't think of it yesterday but today it came home loud and strong. It was not as hot yesterday or today like it was then.
Grandaughter is going to Las Vegas with me to help me lug the oxgen tank around. She is thrilled first airplane ride and first time in Las Vegas. She is old enough to get into the cassino's. The last time hubby and I were in Las Vegas we didn't gamble any at all. That was a couple of weeks before hubby was diagnosed with cancer.
Sunday, August 01, 2010
Home from Hospital
I have had enough of hospitals to last me a life time.
I am really slow in getting back on my feet this time. But I am bound and determined to beat this thing. I have to get back on my feet a little bit at a time. I have so many things I want to do.
Eddie and company were over helping me today. They went to the grocery for me and we had lunch.
I am really slow in getting back on my feet this time. But I am bound and determined to beat this thing. I have to get back on my feet a little bit at a time. I have so many things I want to do.
Eddie and company were over helping me today. They went to the grocery for me and we had lunch.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
