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Friday, August 09, 2002
G'morning Diane and Dotti~~~How the heck are you? Hope I get a glimpse of you during what always seems to be a whirlwind visit from Phil-a-del-phia. Kitty promised to feed me dinner Saturday night, then we're watching the Packers and Eagles (co-incidence? I think not--hehe)I sometimes wonder about really senseless stuff. Maybe as you get older your brain gets smaller, so you have to push all the dumb thoughts out to make room for something more important? Anyway, I thought about all the Santa Claus' that show up every Christmas. Every year, the same thing, guys dressed up in red and white suits and sitting in stores and malls all over the country, ho-ho-ho-ing and scaring a lot of little kids.
They materialize the same time every year about two weeks before Christmas, then on December 26th, they disappear. Is this their entire career path? This is very worrisome, where do they go the rest of the year? *sigh*
Rambo fell into the bathtub last night. After I got out, he decided to walk around the rim to the other side. His feet are big, the edge of the tub by the wall is narrow. Splat. I threw a towel on the floor and told him to dry himself off. He never learns.
If you have time, I really wish you'd go back to my homestead and take a gander at a really kewl popup Windoz window. Yeah, if only................Um, any left-handed bloggers might like my link to Mouse-and-Squirrel, too. It's a frenetic list of good stuff, one of my many favorites is The Whitehouse. Funny stuff. If you tend to lean to the left, that is. [clears throat, sings God Bless America to Rambo] Rambo runs away.
~~~~~There's always something to be thankful for if you take time to look for it. For example: I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't hurt.
posted by Lorraine 7:38 AM
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Thursday, August 08, 2002
Nielsen's TV ratings came out today. I like looking at the list since I am a "Nielsen" family. The people from the Nielsen Research Group who contacted me were absolutely top-notch, polite and totally professional. Anyway, these TV ratings are just for regular network viewing, no cable. Kind of hard to understand why anyone really cares in Summer, everything's a re-run. Even so, "CSI:Crime Scene Investigation" was #1 for the past week. One of my top fav shows.Well, anyway, the TV is usually on while I am sitting here at the PC, right? So I'm not really watching. Most times I don't even hear it. But the little box on the back of the set is just a-humming away, recording whatever is on at the moment. I watch a lot of cable shows. They don't count. At 4:00 a.m. every morning a little black box calls their mother board in Florida and reports what I "viewed" for the last 24 hours. Kewl, eh?
Well, OK then. Speaking of favorite TV shows, I am an avid fan of Animal Precinct. Some people have told me they don't like to watch this program, it's too gruesome. No, it ain't "Lassie Come Home", for sure. Anybody else watch this on Animal Planet?
If you mated a bulldog and a shitzu, would it be called a bullshit?
posted by Lorraine 4:31 PM
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Wednesday, August 07, 2002
Postscript to Life With Gramma~~~One more tidbit about Gramma and the two dipstick aunts who still lived at home. Connie (her real name was Orpha, yeah, I'd use a nickname, too) was 13 years older than me. My mother's baby sister. So this aunt wound up marrying my cousin, Jack. Jack was my Dad's nephew. So my aunt was also my cousin and my cousin was also my uncle. Not too complicated, really. So she left home. Then the last aunt married a really nice guy and she left home. And I had the feather bed all to myself. Then I got a tad too old to be such a baby and stay with Gramma, and that's the end of that.Five girls, two boys. The two "boys" each had one daughter, which meant my Mother's maiden name was gone forever. That is sad. Tried finding out more about the maternal grandparents' thru genealogy sites, no luck. All I have is a yellow certificate of U.S. citizenship bestowed on my grandfather in 1909 as a "subject of the Emperor of Russia". (Both sets of grandparents came here from Russia). My Dad's parents? Got neat tidbits on them, but not going to bore anyone here, I'll throw together an article on Minimouse's homestead page. I have more on them and their life in Russia as serfs of the Czar. But first, I gotta find my nice black leather notebook with all my genealogy notes.
How come I can remember stuff from roughly 65 years ago and I can't remember where the somofabitchen notebook is................It's so ridiculous, I know the damn thing is somewhere in this apartment!!.......Arrrghhh! Maybe the cat ate it?
Hey Rambo, you useless piece of scuzz----you see my notebook anywhere?
posted by Lorraine 9:36 AM
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Sunday, August 04, 2002
Whass up wit da~~~blogging world lately? What a bummer. Feels like everyone is off on vacation except me, and Kitty, of course, she's doing her thing at the horsepistol this weekend. *Sigh*Don't where it came from, but I was doing some reminiscing about stuff. I think I'm ready for another article in my "Born in the U.S.A.--in 1930" cardboard box over at the Minimouse homestead. I used to love "sleeping over" at my Gramma's house. All the girls were married except the two youngest and they were the cat's meow, the bee's knees, etc. I slept with Connie, the baby of the family, upstairs where there was no heat in Winter (since no-one did anything but sleep up there, no sense wasting fuel). We slept on clouds, otherwise known as feather beds, the cover being a big poof of a quilt stuffed with feathers. It was wonderful. Until you had to crawl out onto the icy floor. Connie and my other aunt went out on the town on those weekend nights I was there. When Connie crawled into the bed, she smelled absolutely wonderful !! Cigarettes, perfume, whiskey........heady stuff for a little girl.
Yeah, I think I will expand that into an article. Looking back, I was pretty lucky to have my grandparents and two aunts babysitting for me, I had a wonderful time at Gramma's house. My Mom and two other aunts worked at Galoon's Tannery, don't really know what they did there, but it couldn't have been a whole lot of fun. Just hard work. My Mother only worked part-time, though, cause she had a child, the others didn't.
Oooooh, the memories are flooding back............I was born in that house, in my gramma's bed, even had a real doctor come on over and give my Mom a hand (literally, haha). So I guess I'll write from when I had my first memories. Don't know about you, but I'm looking forward to reading the article, might be kind of interesting.
Hey.......someone stop me before I hurt myself ...... Well OK, one more tidbit. I remember my gramma washing the white strips the "girls" used then as menstrual protection. Yup. The girls had these pieces of fabric----white flour sacks, I think----that Gramma bleached and washed for re-use the next month. Try to picture a busy wife and mother doing something like that today !!!
posted by Lorraine 9:10 AM
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