Friday … More STUFF

 pic of the day:

Grandsons Luke and Matthew with their new baby daughters!

They are proud of those girls. Palmer and Dillon.

 

 For today:

I do enjoy your blog entries so much here in bloggerville. I am always kicked into memories as I read them.  Lately, Myra was especially thought provoking. One of the many things She mentioned; something that catches a driver off-center. That is when someone forgets to or don’t care to, use their turn signals. All of us have been there. It causes confusion most of all but at times causes a wreck.

My mind wandered back to my first driver’s test. In our hometown you could not use turn signals (even if you had them) you had to use arm signals to pass the test.  You also could not use a car with an automatic transmission; we were required to use a stick shift. In the 50’s in our area anyway, automatic transmissions were considered a passing fancy they were too expensive and repairs were thru the roof. LOL

So now I am smiling, it is hard to even find a stick shift now. Life does change at times very subtle  and others so fast it makes my old head swim. Example is the changes of technical things.

 I think I have a problem coming up soon. I keep getting notices that I need to renew my MS365 or something, or I will lose it. I use ‘Word’ to do most of my typing.  What happens if I do not renew this MS365? All my blog entries are typed using it. I think they said $100 or something like that.  I will not pay it and see what happens. I don’t think I will be kicked off the internet, but we will find out.

This MS365 must have come with this new Laptop I purchased last year.  I do not need complicated many faceted APPs if that is what it is.

 

Well no matter, I hope you guys had a great Christmas.  We got to see both our sons and one Grandson, Luke. He brought Jenna and the sweet baby, Palmer (Palmy).  They are such a pleasure.  Grandpa Mark is down here and we we went to his place, he was feeding Palmy. What a great picture. (wish I hd taken one!)

Palmy on her first Christmas.  She just left Florida to head home...

Nite Shipslog

 

Thursday…. CHRISTMAS, THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME

 Today’s picture:

 

BUT for today:

Some preacher or speaker not long ago ‘busted’ my bubble and I did not appreciate it.  He said the angels did not sing when they appeared to the Shepherds! Maybe, but the scripture DOES NOT SAY THEY DIDN’T SING!!

I don’t care; I can STILL HEAR THEM!!  LOL

I smile and don’t want to get in a fuss with my pastor, but I disagree with him lately. He is determined Jesus was born in a stinking dirty stable area. Shucks if my mama would have had to give birth to me in a barn, I bet she and dad would have that place cleaned up for my arrival. I betcha my swaddling clothes would have been clean and that manger would have been dumped and fresh good smelling straw would have been in it.

I can only imagine what would have been done for the Gift of God to this earth.  I have NO DOUBT that even though traveling, Joseph and Mary had much time to discuss and plan, they were not caught unawares. This did not come as a shock, women seem to know when it is TIME, and even new mothers ain’t gonna be caught with no prep. Imma thinking the Father HIMSELF is not gonna let this be caught without normal preparations. ;-)

I was never a farmer, but why I take exception to the smell or stink thing is that my great grandpa’s barn did not stink. OUR black friends had a bard that did not stink, when I was a kid and played in their barn. Of course there was a smell, but I think the smell of fresh hay covered it.

A loving husband would help get things together. This woman knowing the baby inside her is SPECIAL, is gonna do the best for HIM!

I used to wish I had been a shepherd’s boy and in the field with my dad that night. What a wonder to see a heavenly host. I know they would have been joyful enough to sing to us!  LOL so there!

MERRY CHRISTMAS and may the Lord smile upon you.

Nite Shipslog

PS: 

I cannot forget Saint Nick, he was one of the good guys!!!!!!

Wednesday.. The time, When you REALIZE, this life DOES end.

 This is Arlington Cemetery, many of these  buried here only had minutes to realize life ends.

Sherry and I once worked in the Bureau of Naval Personnel. That building overlooks this cemetery. WE had lunch on the grass many times overlooking this scene. I did think of death of course, but mine was in the future, so I did not think of my passing back then.

SO for now:

Procrastination is normal for us humans methinks. Such things as, 'Our car needs washing, I’ll do it tomorrow!'

I need to lose a few pounds, I am going to check into a good diet schedule, next week.

I mentioned here before the time my dad’s eyes were opened by an attorney. I am repeating that: Once my dad went to an attorney in our hometown. He said to the Atty, “I have decided I need to make a will in case I die!”

He said the attorney looked him in the eye, smiling and said, “We need to get this straight Reverand, the statement is NOT in case I die, it is WHEN I DIE!”

So today my point is, as I added numbers to my age every Birthday it was not until I started to see 80s in that number before I faced facts. ‘Hey, over 90% of the people I knew growing up, are DEAD!’ My family that lived to know adulthood, 2 brothers, 2 sisters, mom and dad are GONE! Sherry is the same, family gone!

Sherry just said as she looked at the RV’ers in this large RV Park, “WE used to be in the younger group here, now we are the oldest.”

Believe me, even right now, I feel in my mind I am 17 years old. My only med or supplement is a one a day vitamin. Funny this container says Men’s One-A-day.  Now boys and girls have different one-a-day vitamins, (I just learned that). All this time I thought one-a-day was one-a-day. LOL

Sherry & I see our age group leave us on a regular basis.  Just in the past few weeks Sherry has lost 3 or 4 of her graduating class.

This is not meant to be a negative or SAD post, just factual.  In your life you have aims and goals, plans & hopes, do not put them off. If you really want it done, DO IT!

I have only a couple things left to do. (I’ll get to them later!) Then I will be ready. Not procrastinating of course, LOL

Nite Shipslog

PS.    Hoping your Christmas is BRIGHT! IT IS HERE!

Tuesday Gimme more!

 

 

For today:

This will be short (I think).  We just go a call today saying the coach we were buying needed some work, and the delay might be a week due to the holidays.

Sherry and I had discussed that, this was not the best time to make a big purchase, but we started it so we will roll with the punches.  LOL

If you write a check or make a charity donation in writing, expect to hear back from them and many others, to whom they have shared your information.

Now some of you guys know we do not use a home address for our mail because we are gone too much, so we use a mail service.  When we are close to the server, we pick it up rather than have the send the mail to us. Therefore, we do not get mail daily as we grew up doing.

So today we dropped by our mail service to get the mail. I am not a mean person, we gladly give to church work and other charities.  At times our gifts go directly to individuals who are having a tough time.

Lately we have lost loved ones and their desire was instead of flowers give to a charity. Hospice, Salvation Army, Wounded Warriors, etc,  Well today our mail was loaded with requests from charities; some we have not given to lately along with one or two we have never donated to. Then of course the ones we gave generously to. One sent us a small ‘real’ check. One sent us four nickels.

I don’t like how I feel altogether, but my impression is the letters are saying, “This was good bro but gimme me more!”

 

I am one that  when I feel impressed, led, or guided I give. I understand and appreciate charities; the most are doing a great work. I do check on some before I give and I avoid ones that give their ‘CEO’ or leader more than the intended receivers get.

So today no letters were answered, but I did whisper a thank you for their gift to me.  I will not deposit the $2.50 check. I will save the nickels for the ggrands in my coin collection.

WE are still smiling; hope you all have a great Christmas.

  NiteShipslog

PS:

WE are getting this coach ready to turn in for consignment. I little tired…

Monday…. WE're getting another one! (Most likely this will be the last!)

  Picture of the day:

The above from the early 1900s inspired our lives today.

NOW, for today:

(We have hit a couple bumps in this purchase, but still are expecting it to go thru....)

I hope to drive a coach about two more years; it is not logical to think of driving after my 90th Birthday.  So, unless I start aging backwards, this will be our last coach. I want to travel the last two years in something we will enjoy. SOOOOOOO we are buying this:

 

If all goes well, we will close on the unit next Friday. It will be our BIG after Christmas Present. WE have had 26, 37 and 38 feet units. This one is a ‘little’ over 40 feet. Yep. This one is a BIG’UN that is for sure.  Here are some more shots of the unit.  It is a Holiday Rambler, it is older of course, it is a 2004 unit. 

 WE thought and said, it was not wise to spend a lot$ just for 2 yrs. Son Mark said, "But dad the resale value will drop."  My answer, "I figure that will be my sons' problems." LOL 

Below is the Living room and dining areas

These two are cool, that is a fake fireplace that is electric heat methinks.

The Kitchen  above is missing a cab. door I have made inquiries about that. If the door is not hidden in the coach somewhere I will have one made.  AND that black thang is a BIG residential refrig with and ice maker.  Sherry be happy because she is an ice-a-holic.

WE haven't had a refrig like this even in our homes. Nice!

It does have a king size bed.  I hope we like it we have never wanted one...  Shucks, I guess we will have to buy king size sheets!!

 I will let you know how it drives after Christmas, if I can get it back to the RV park.

I about forgot:

Above my seat, She says she doesn't plan to drive, but this is her seat. below

Nite Shipslog

PS:

YEP,  Sherry and I are Gypsies…  we now have a BIG(er) tent!!!! .........MAYBE!!.......

 I guess we are in our lifestyle…. ;-)  

Sunday…Just STUFF!

 Pic today:

A little decorative over kill

SO for now:

Everyone has limits, but certainly not everyone has the same limits. My Ice cream dish, or bowl has a limit, called Max. Sherry’s? less than half of my serving.

Then there is my $5 USMC tattoo, just one I have never regretted it. I have had friends who got too many 'tats' and had some removed. One was my limit.  In my opinion some folks LIMIT was reached long ago, but not my problem, but I get a little squeamish at facial tattoos. That is way past MY limit. LOL

Again, not my business, but I have never been pierced even for earrings; but I get a little unsettled when served at a fast-food place or restaurant by someone with a ring in their nose, tongue or lips.  Again, that is their choice, but way out of my bearings.

Stretching is a little out of my limits too, I see this:

And get squeamish, reminds me of things I saw in school from way back in the brush in Africa:

In school I remember thinking how do they eat or..... ....  ........ kiss? OUCH!

 

And then My mind asks WHY?

Truck high 

But someone loves it enough to spend hard earned money on it. but then maybe folks asked WHY? I guess in the 50's when I lowered my car in the rear, daddy asked WHY?  LOL

 Anyway, do things today reach limits in your mind?

Oh and finally, I might show our next RV tomorrow...

Nite Shipslog

PS.    AGAIN. Just THANKS for stopping by, I like you!

Saturday.. What was NOT and now IS,,

 Picture of the day:

Options, go back and get a horse to help pull, or a shovel and wait until it dries up some. It is stuck!

 So, for today:

Susan K, over at ‘thecontemplativecat’ posted an entry lately concerning life and her family. How she was raised on a farm and now in southern California (I think) looks back at life and its changes.

As I read that I smiled at many things that I remembered much the same. Especially how rural roads in our locations were seldom paved and there ain’t a more nasty thing than a muddy road in central NC where the ground is much RED MUD.  Slicky, sticky, and nasty. LOL

Growing up I was not allowed to go to the Show (movie). The Show was a sin. STRANGE that; how we changed.  Just last week, in our church the pastor was telling of his favorite movies (same denomination). (?) BUT as a boy I had to sneak to see a show enough to learn how much fun it was to see the Sat. morn cowboy movies (Gene Autry, Roy Rogers, etc).  The Movie had a Serial and a cartoon. The cost was a dime to get in; popcorn was 15 cents and a drink was a dime. So my Sat morning max entertainment cost was 35 cents. Many times I could only come up with the dime to get in. LOL

Many Americans had a tough time in the USA.  Some were treated terrible.

Did you know for many years women could not vote or hold public office. In 1869 only the state of Wyoming (I think) allowed that. Odd too was that Blacks were allowed to vote before women were.

I grew up in a segregated world. We white kids down south never questioned that, it was ‘the way it was’. You talk about a surprised Southern world, the production of a movie called “Blackboard Jungle”. We saw a school with black and white kids in the same classrooms, WOW.  Unless you experienced that, you CANNOT understand the shock.

I can say this, in our home, EVERYONE was considered the same, God’s children. My mama and dad were raised in an even more segregated era BUT, I heard my mama say many times. “I will never understand how we Christians gladly send money to Africa to help black people, while here in America we have people who will not even sit with them on a bus.” Our public busses forced the Black people to sit in the back of the bus. Examples: Claudette Colvin and then Rosa Parks!

Have you noticed any earth shaking changes in your time or where you were raised?

Nite Shipslog

PS:

Some folks say Sherry and I are Gypsies…  I guess we are, in lifestyle…. ;-)  

Friday..The heck with rules!

 Today's Picture:

SO for now:

What kind of driver are you? Do you try to stay close to the speed limit?

Yeah, some rules are tough.  I am sure most of you have no problem with the “DO NOT SPIT ON THE SIDE-WALK!”

Now to one that seems to put a burr under many saddles: “LEASH REQUIRED FOR ALL PETS!”

Now I will admit in my growing years up to my 20s in our area of the country very few leashes were around and NONE were required.  So it has been hard over the years for that to phase in.

BUT at times a leash isn’t enough; believe me if you are ever attacked by any attack dog, and I was, you change your mind and think that some dogs should not be allowed outside except in a 10 ft high fence. The Pit dog that attacked me was on a leash, and drug the lady owner 20 ft. to get a nip on my chin, neck, and lacerate my arm before she had control. I was on a public road just taking out the trash.

I have heard in RV parks, “My dog does not require a leash, it is trained.”

The last park a man drove around looking for his dog that ‘ran out the door before I could lash him.’

BUT to be honest most people do follow that rule, just some flaunt it.

Do you follow the rules on the pill box, only one pill within a 12 hour period?

Now I have broken that rule ONE (or two) times. ;-)

One irritating rule breaker is the dude (or dudes) that takes a cart-full thru the line that says ‘10 items or less’ on the sign at the grocery store.

Is there a rule breaker that bugs you?

Nite Shipslog

PS.    AGAIN. YOU readers here are OK! I Just want to say thanks for being you and stopping by.

PS2: Today I saw a sign in an RV park.  “Caution, my dog flunked out of obedience school!”