I love how Chris from Haunted Towns will not cuss! so adorbs!
8.31.2017
"Get the freaking heck out of here! Are you serious?"
deb's journal no year.
no date. Derek & Chance over to play with KJ, they shot hoops in driveway and at park. Koren has diagnosed herself with a bladder infection. Kevin has the Blazer running and using it to pull fence posts.
May 19. kids last day of school KJ sunburn. Kate feeling better. Torrential downpour.
May 20. kids first day of summer. I hated summer as a kid. that meant no break from chores. ditto for any school break. And I always liked going to Aunt Mary's or Aunt Chardy's or Grandma Grace's, anywhere different, but I never really liked staying over at friend's houses...of course I couldn't sleep since I had the bedwetting problem.... Kevin spent his day off fixing leak in basement, ordering belt for our lawnmower mowing on Marie's yard, and working cows. letter from school that they have judged KJ overweight on some scale and to warn us of possible health risks.
5/21. Kevin came home with a broken nose--something about 6 cows and a gate. Dixie took him for xrays. they think he just broke the tip, keep ice on it, take Aleve, work excuse. he goes back next week.
no date. Lisa found Art Stanley on Harrison County 1920 Census. Orval not listed in that one.
May 15. KJ cleaned out his desk at school. 2 more days. Lisa tracked the family who took Orval to St Joe in 1930 on ancestry.com.
May 16. Kevin starts grocery Monday.
May 17. Cody has bought a Monte Carlo and might race it tonight.
Happy Mothers Day 2003. went to work at 5 a.m. to go to church with kids. won a huge plant for being the youngest mom present.
May 12. trying to clean LR. Katie & KJ were playing a rousing game of balloon ball.
May 13 Kevin got bumped out of produce, the only openings are grocery and he says he'll quit. (2017, well, 15 years late we know that didn't happen....) KJ's body fat was 27% last fall and 22% now. He's shaved 2.5 minutes off his mile, too.
May 14 2003. Kevin caught me at post office and asked me to help him mow Marie's yard since KJ had homework. lightning and cold rain before we got done.
May 25 KJ slept in. quite unusual for him. KJ got a perfect attendance award at Sunday School. cashed in our 3 free Pepsi lids. decorated graves. Derek was throwing rocks at the park and hit Kate in the back of the head. KJ got a bad headache playing BB and had to go home.
Koren & Cody to Sheena's wedding, then to race his Monte Carlo.
May 23 Kate & I chaperoned on band trip WOF. KJ drove on the race cars alone. Kate stayed with me all day, lost the boys countless times.
June 2 Mom & Dad's 40th. she said it was no big deal, so never planned anything.
May 31 Kate & I to Princeton Cemetery Historical Walk. first day of outdoor pool open. it was 69 when we got there and 71 when we left an hour later.
May 29 KJ up bright and early for his first day of summer school.
May 28 Kevin put in Corydon Hospital and Dr. Renaldi set his nose. gets an unpaid week off work. Koren starts at Coon's, so Kate will go to Kay's. I got called at work that Kevin had surgery, had to pick up kids and go pick up Kevin and bring him home. and pick up his car. Kevin went thru surgery alone and no one was there to talk to the doctor after surgery...
I have insomnia and I watch a lot of late night Cops episodes. I know this is illegal in Portland!
but anything goes in Nola!
Here's a real poem to a real flag. (deb's journal.)
in 1861 when they perceived their rights to be threatened, when those who would alter the nature of the government of their fathers were placed in charge, they could not accept, the mighty men of valor began to gather. A band of brothers native to Southern soil, they pledged themselves to a cause: the cause of defending family, fireside, and faith. Between the desolation of war and their homes they interposed their bodies and they chose me for their symbol.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
Their mothers, wives, and sweethearts, took their scissors and thimbles, needles, and thread, and from silk or cotton or calico-whatever was the best they had- even from the fabric of their wedding dresses, they cut my pieces and stitched my seams.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
On courthouse lawns, in picnic groves, at train stations across the South the men mustered and the women placed me in their hands. "Fight hard, win if possible, come back if you can, but above all, maintain your honor. Here is your symbol," they said.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
They flocked to the training grounds and drill fields. They felt the wrenching sadness of leaving home. They endured sickness, loneliness, boredom, bad food, and poor quarters. They looked to me for inspiration.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
I was at Sumter when they began in jubliation. I was at Big Bethel when the infantry fired it's first volley. I smelled the gun smoke along Bull Run in Virginia and at Belmont along the Mississippi. I was at the debacle at Fort Donelson. I led Jackson up the Valley. For Seven Days I flapped in the turgid air of the James River bottoms as McClellan ran from me before Richmond. Sidney Johnson died for me at Shiloh as would thousands of others whose graves are marked "Eine Nomine" - without a name known.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
With ammuniition gone they defended me along the railroad bed at Manassas by throwing rocks. I saw the fields run red with blood at Sharpsburg. Brave men carried me across Doctor's Creek at Perryville. I saw the blue bodies cover Marye's Heights at Fredericksburg and the gray ones fall like leaves in the Round Forest at Stone's River.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
I was a shroud for the body of Stonewall after Chancellorsville. Men at rats and mule meat to keep me flying over Vicksburg. I tramped across the wheat field with Kemper and Armistead and Garnett at Gettysburg. I know the thrill of victory, the misery of defeat, the bloody cost of both.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
When Longstreet broke the line at Chickamauga, I was in the lead. I was the last off Lookout Mountain. Med died to rescue me at Missionary Ridge. I was singed by the wildfire that burned to death the wounded in the Wilderness. I was shot to tatters in the Bloody Angle at Spotsylvania. I was in it all from Dalton to Peachtree Creek,and no worse place did I ever see than Kennesaw and New Hope Church. They planted me over the trenches at Petersburg and there I stayed for many long months.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
I was rolled in blood at Franklin. I was stiff with ice at Nashville. Many good men bade me farewell at Saylers Creek. When the end came at Appomattox, when the last Johnny Reb left Durham Station, many of them carried fragments of my fabric hidden on their bodies.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
In the hard years of so-called "Reconstruction", in the difficulty and dispair of years that slowly passed, the veterans, their wives and sons and daughters, they loved me. They kept alive the tales of valor and the legends of bravery. They passed them on to the grandchildren and they to their children, and so they were passed to you.
I AM THEIR FLAG.
I have shrouded the bodies of heroes, I have been laved with the blood of matyr, I am enshrined in the hearts of millions, living and dead. Salute me with affection and reverence. Keep undying devotion in your hearts. I am history. I am heritage, not hate. I am the inspiration of valor from the past. Look away, Dixie Land!
I AM THEIR FLAG.
by Michael R. Bradley 1995 copied from internet.
deb's journal undated entries...
Adventureland: Katie first lemonade. KJ ran in front of 2 cars. Koren finally got her caricature.
GANGRENE & GLORY
Measles and mumps were especially severe among new recruits from rural areas.
undated: Kate sticks her finger in grass...the furry white rug at photo studio...woodchips at the park...mom's golden grahams....
2003 deb's journal continued...
31 July Kate tearfully but voluntarily released the 'land frog' we caught last night that she was studying. Her & Koren spent most of the day with Ryan and Ashley. her trailer is very homey, decorated in red, white, and blue with lots of framed pics.
5 August. at the park last night, Kevin stopped on his way home with a cold Pepsi for me. He shimmied up the climbing thing and did chin ups on everything. he has incredible arm muscles. KJ's jean shorts that used to fit good are hanging off him. Koren & Ashley took Kate & KJ to Bethany. Ashley helped KJ buy a worm light. Koren put in app. at HyVee. I overslept AGAIN. I love those 12-days-in-a-rows.
1999
deb's journal continued...
8 June. KJ went into his room alone!
13 June felt edge of Katie's 1st tooth!
Rob shared her discreet nursing at the circus triumph. she and Lisa discussed their finding time to themselves. Aunt Minerva attendance roster: Mom. John. Rob, Jace, & Lexi. Aunt Kay & Uncle Bob. Uncle John. Grandma Grace. Clyde & wife & grandson Jimmy. Lisa & Max. Marsha & Erica. Kevin, Kate, & I. (Koren & KJ opted for more fun activites.) hiked in drizzle. The old house up the road where the murder happened has been dozed and burnt and replaced with a malnourished red cow in a lot. Rob gave Max the "Max" books I'd got for his upcoming birthday....Jace is very articulate and has a southern drawl. Lexi is all thin and very grown up for 3 months.
8.30.2017
deb's journal continued....
29June2003 I am going to SCRAWL my thoughts like Rose Wilder Lane-Lineville looks like the circus came to town with all the firework tents. Robinson's on Mercer square has the yellow revolving light that makes me think a cop has someone pulled over. Have some sunflowers growing where Koren dumped her rabbit shit over edge of deck. little brown grasshoppers are eating holes in the leaves. sold KJ's Ash costume and 2 crib sheets on eBay.
30June2003 looked at new slide at park (cement still wet.) Kate wound up all day. she was beside herself buying fireworks. we always go to Jeff Henley's tent. it was 10:25 before we started fireworks. The "CRAZY DEBBIE'S" Kevin had bought scared Katie so didn't do many.
1July2003 kids cleaned their rooms. Barn people doing 4 p.m. riser check again. KJ, Kate, & I to Chase's 6th birthday party. Kids helped Kevin move bales. finished fireworks. KJ found the long missing VCR remote in Kevin's chair and reset VCR clock.
2July had to stay a little late for up temps. I was pissed. Kevin brought me Pepsi and FunYuns and sandwich stuff. watched Pokemon videos with Kate. set aside a Wild West play hour with her. cleaned house. put up laundry. Kevin printed out the Boyd emails. KJ haircut, he walked himself there, he spun the wheel at Robinson's and won 2 free confetti pistols that we had to get Cody to shoot off and bought himself a pop. Koren & Cody to Casey's for CB HB Helper. it was done at 10:31p.m and they shared with kids. Koren pap smear/shot. Kate to Kays. Kate & I picked more apples.
3July. peeled, sliced, and froze apples after work. cashed check. errands. paid bills. 98 degrees at bank 3 p.m. Ronda next door left Tuesday and hasn't called. Donnie said she left him once last year. They just fixed the van and she took it. Koren went to store and made meat loaf, real mashed potatoes and pop biscuits for supper. had her get Kate a few more fireworks. and found a few left over from other night .
4th of July 2003 Kate & Kj were both upset that I had to 'go to work after lunch'.
5th July. shopping Chillicothe. Storm. temps dropped into 60s.
THOSE BONES ARE NOT MY CHILD by Toni Cade Bambara
...because with a son, her aunt told her, you spent your life praying in the window and cursing the streets.
7July2003 gave up on reading THOSE BONES ARE NOT MY CHILD, just can't wade thru it anymore. too dismal and alien. A flurry of email exchanges with Lisa. Kate & I sent KJ off to camp. then later at work I realize I forgot to pack his swim goggles... Trevor called Shelly from camp. they swam, canoed, paddle boated. Brother Markum said they had pizza for lunch and he stayed with them until they were settled in. they'll be home Friday afternoon. Kate & I went to mow Marie's yard but she said it was too hot so we visited instead. Chance invited Katie to park, so Ruth & I walked while kids played. Kate fell asleep after playing Barbies for a few minutes in the middle of her 3rd bedtime story.
8July T storms. late night walke with Ruth and Chance.
9July Koren home sick from work. Kate napped at Kay's. Trevor came home from camp. went to Stacy pool with free passes.
BUBBA AND TRIXIE by Lisa Campbell Ernst.
The summer slowly unfolded before them, one day after another.
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"You don't have to live forever. You just have to live." TUCK EVERLASTING.
July 13 Kate & KJ played at Ruth's a couple of hours. I went to DG alone and watched an hour long Jack the Ripper special Koren . took Kj, Kate, & Derek to Corydon to see FINDING NEMO. took Kate to Brush Arbor at Lineville to see the puppet show. I myself love puppets. KJ lost his Bible, his soap and a pair of underwear at church camp. filled cart at SAV-A-LOT for $72. Kevin & I sat on our bed before he left for work the last 2 days while the kids were just wandering around.
July 16 Kevin put belt back on lawnmower. I threw it again. maybe half yard mowed. Kevin, Kate, KJ &I to zoo Monday...97 degrees. rode boat, train, tram and kids rode camel. Kate didn't get her pony ride. I felt bad. I'd promised her one. Kate wanted to buy flower seeds, planted them in big wooden pot. Kate had 2 cavities at dentist.
7/16 Kate wanted to count her money jar. $15.53
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CHANG AND ENG by Darin Strauss
"How had I ended up in this position-trying to make sense of my accounts, fretting over debts, struggling to support a family in which I often felt like a stranger?"
7/17 Kate first go-cart ride at Trevor's. KJ spent night.
7/18 Kate preschool physical. 3'7". 48lb. got last 3 shots. done till JH. got her a bunch of stuff at DG and tehn she chased butterflies with her new net at the round barn historic site in Allerton and took a pic in "Koren's tree." Took Trevor with us to see THE HULK at Corydon.
quoting Katie: "Do you think he knows he's a skunk? No one wants to marry a skunk!" on Pepe LePew.
"If I could jump like The Hulk, I would say WHEE! WHEE! WHEE!"
7/21/2003 yesterday Mom, Lisa, Max, Logan, Aunt Freeda , & Uncle Jerry over. Jerry said this used to be a dirt road and he raced on it. Aunt Freeda told a story about her & Mary getting purses from (maybe Amanda or Daisy?) and they took the wagon to a fair and ate in a cafe and Freeda lost her purse and never found it. Her fave treat was orange soda but it was rare. cost 5 cents a bottle and her parents grew and butchered what they needed and rarely had money. the pop machine was cooled by ice water-sometimes the pop was slushy. She drank an orange pop at the fair and got sick on the ferris wheel and laid on the cool grass and never wanted an orange soda again. Uncle Jerry was on-line and calling around to get them the best prices on airline tickets. They got 2 round trips for $500 but had to change planes several times. She said guys had good overalls for going to town and overalls for work. They used to go to store in Saline. Al Gary was a best friend to Dolly's girls. They'd camp in Pete & Cindy's yard on weekends a scenic spot with wildflowers. After Dolly died Amanda and Al were close friends. Barbara had a good job and never married. Freeda thought Shirley's daughter was killed in a store in Saline and that Dolly's first husband had died.
7/21/2003 Kevin & I to Wayne Shroyer's funeral. full house. to American Legion dinner. packed. took Kate to Marie's to play with Emily and Liddy. Kate wishes Emily was her sister. Kevin to hayf ield. kids and I to M&D to see Lisa and boys. John took the kids for wagon rides and let them sail his boat in his little pond. Grandpa took them for tractor rides. & read Kate & Max her M&M book.
7/23//2003 Kj, Kate, & I met Uncle Jerry, Aunt Freeda, Mom, Dad, Lisa, Max, Logan for supper at Feedbunk. Koren called in to order for her & Cody. Karrie Neighbors works there now. Uncle Jerry told me history of lots of old buildings. The Robinson building was Wayne Shroyer's Feed & Grain. Fisher's was a car dealership/garage which was his first auto parts job. His Dad ran restaurants, a roller rink, trucked rabbits to Chicago. They lived over one restaurant and played in the old jail that was by Berndts. (2 room). There was a movie house and free movies on the square. The highway ran right thru town. He & Aunt Freeda met cruising in Trenton. He played on an American Legion team in Trenton and was a HS BB player. He says there was once a pic of his family working in one of their restaurants that someone sent him from The Mirror. He used to stand in street and bounce a ball off the old drugstore wall (now parking lot by fire station. He said Mercer really hopped on Saturday night till the 40's when they built the new highway. He'd sit on the steps of apartment by bank- when Army trucks went thru all the boys would gather and wave. Lisa packed Logan in the Feedbunk asleep and Max out asleep. This week has surely played heck with their early bedtimes and routines and sleep schedules. Martha gave Katie 3 peacock feathers.
7/25 Aunt Mary said Logan looks like O. Henry from the old comic strip. She's right.
July 28 2003 high on Midol and Benadryl. Sat. 26th lost Katie at Walmart and panicked. wasn't paying attention at pool and let her fall off ladder and go under water. poor kid. while kids were at Chance's Jonathan was picking on Katie and they all thought that was funny. Derek shot KJ twice with his bb gun and they were all saying not nice things to him. Derek is mean when he runs with the Torrey boys. KJ didn't say much about it. He did find a 3 wheeled bicycle at Walmart he'd like to have. Kate really wants a baby sister. Kevin saw Grandma Grace & Mom at chiropractor today. Kate & I helped pick up a few bales and met Lije's 2 llamas. Kate to play at Joyce's with Chantal and Destiny.
I'm damned if I do🎼 and I'm damned if I don't 🎼 but I love you
found another journal, and away we go!
27March1999 Katie loves to hold & 'drink' from the big people's cups. KJ xray left foot, he fell running thru the house and bedtime last night. no break but swelling on xray. gave him crutches and a shot walking cast thing.
Kate slept all night! she's still coughing and snotting but feeling better. KJ's doing good with crutches. he tinks his foots ok but won't put it on floor. Koren & Jessica snuck in rather late last night for 13 year olds. Katie has discovered her fingers.
March29 KJ stayed home from school and was bearing weight on his sore foot when I got home and running by bedtime...
March 30 spring concert. Kate was an angel. Koren & KJ had solos and I was so proud. KJ walked into the chair thing in the hallway before concert and got a bruise on his face but didn't cry.
March 31 Katie ripped a page out of catalog and discovered her feet in the tub!
1april1999 KJ dedicated his bok to Katie Scarlett!
2April Katie reached out for Daddy a.m.! KJ had a good idea...take Katie for a walk.
5 April Koren to dr for xrays. sprained ankle. wear air brace 3 weeks.
April 6 Katie grabs everything. Kevin bought new LaZyboy.
16April. KJ 66 lb, 51". I went on class trip with him. Kj got his first 'man' underwear.
May 18 KJ to Dr. sty on eye. renewed antibiotic. Kate got an adjustment at chiropractor.
8May1999 Kate pulls her own hair when tired now and can sit alone with a spotter. (has been since the 3rd.). did Katie hand cast (I ruined the foot mold.)
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No one ever told me...
No one ever told me how long stretch marks would last, or that my body would be 'different', even after getting back to my pre-pregnancy weight.
No one ever told me my milk would let down at the most inopportune moments...while at the grocery store or pharmacy, at the bank, or at work.
No one ever told me I'd learn to function off 3.5 hours of intermittent sleep or that I'd quickly learn the necessary skill of juggling things like calming a screaming baby, taking a telephone call, picking up a toy-strewn house, quieting a barking dog, and starting a load of laundry, all at the same time.
No one ever told me it would take 3 times as long to leave the house, that simple errands would become major chores, grocery shopping would become my definition of 'an outing', taking a drive at 2 a.m. to get the baby to stop crying would be acceptable, and eating dinner while it was still hot would be considered a luxury.
No one ever told me about varicose veins, hemorrhoids, aching arches, or insomnia.
No one ever told me what 'bear down' meant.
No one ever told me there would be so many self-proclaimed experts, continually telling me what to do with my child, pointing out everything I was doing wrong.
No one ever told me I'd likely cry at the drop of a hat.
No one ever told me I'd learn all the words to the Barney, Wee Sing, and Raffi songs, or that I'd know all the characters names on Sesame Street, Little Bear, and Blue's Clues...and at what time and channel the programs could be watched, any given day of the week.
No one ever told me that hearing the words "I love you too, mommy" would make a bad day turn good in an instant, or hearing "I missed you, mommy" would make me feel so happy to be home.
No one ever told me how fun a trip to the zoo, a movie, or even the grocery store could be when seen through the eyes of a child.
No one ever told me how the smallest things, such as a child's first sunlight, or the raindrops dancing on the windshield could bring so much happiness, or that they'd be the first things I'd tell my husband when he got home from work.
No one ever told me I'd struggle at times to maintain my own identity, or that I'd need 'alone' time-only to find out that about an hour away from my child I would be ready to go home again.
No one told me I'd burst with joy as my baby reached her earliest milestones...or that I'd secretly grieve over those same accomplishments as they signified the departing of my baby's fleeting infancy.
No one ever told me I'd have a second shadow, following me around everywhere I went.
No one told me that before I knew it, my littlest shadow would be independent of me.
No one ever told me that time would move so fast.
No one ever told me I'd appreciate my mother so greatly.
No one ever told me I'd come to the reality of my own mortality.
No one ever told me I would be so overwhelmed, so awestruck, so excited and so nervous when I brought my tiny baby home.
No one ever told me my husband and I would reach a new level in our relationship; something better than we'd ever experienced.
No one ever told me I could love another being so fully, so completely, so selflessly, and conditionally.
No one ever told me I could feel so fulfilled!
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of course, I can update this tear jerker by some one else with my own insights, like....no one told me how hard I'd cry when my first child got married. ...how strong my first child was until I watched her give birth... how much love I had until I became a grandma. and became a grandma again. and again...how gentle and strong my son was holding his baby girl....how hard it was for our youngest to go to college.....I'd be an empty nester....that no matter how many videos and pictures I took of them growing up, it was never enough....that the best days were just hanging out doing nothing...that you can't sneak into their bedrooms to watch them sleep when they don't live here anymore....
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14May1999 KJ snapped his Wranglers! last day of school. Koren heard that KJ & Derek B were kicking Derek R. at recess the other day. KJ verified. this upset me but Kevin understood?
A Child's Angel
(author unknown.)
Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day he/she asked God:
They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?
Among the many angels I chose one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you.
But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile, that's enough for me to be happy.
Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angels love and be happy.
And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me. I don't know the language that men talk?
Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much love that will teach you how to speak.
And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?
Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.
I've heard that on earth, there are bad men. who will protect me?
Your angel will defend you even if it means risking it's life.
But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.
Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you.
(At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard and the child in a hurry asked softly:)
Oh, God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angels name.
Your angels name is of no importance, you will call your angel "Mommy."
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20May1999 Katie was the only one at the sitters. Mom picked her up and KJ and ran us to Corydon for my 6 month portrait-met the Corydon Elk and nursed at the 'castle' park.
happiness is...snuggling with a baby in the early morning....
THE GHOST IN THE LITTLE HOUSE A LIFE OF ROSE WILDER LANE by Wliliam Holtz.
My own experience for years...was that I couldn't remember what I felt in my childhood, the fact was that I hated everything and everyone in my childhood with such bitterness and resentment that I didn't want to remember anything about it.
Among those repressed feelings, no doubt, was that ambiguous counter to parental love, the latent resentment of the drag of the child upon the energy and resources. Every parent feels it; in the best of circumstances it can emerge in subtle ways, and in times of stress it can run dangerously close to the surface. Doubtless every child senses it at times, and finds a greater or lesser measure of guilt in a normal progress towards maturity and independence.
No sensitive child was has gone to school from a poverty-besieged home, in patched clothes, with second hand books, fails to learn that human beings are barbarous.
Years later Rose bitterly ascribed her bad teeth to early and continued malnutrition.
She made me so miserable as a child that I never got over it. (Rose writes of her mother, Laura.
ok. hold the phone. 2017 deb here. Laura Ingalls Wilder is your mother. that was my DREAM as a child! I guess the grass always looks greener....
The facts are blurred in family gossip generations old.
making the best of things is...a damn poor way of dealing with them.
I almost really have something to SAY.
8.29.2017
Kevin met up with our new insurance agent to get the 4-1-1 about what the hell is going on with our insurance....
something about the underwriters...she'll get it straightened out. and he tracked down the fencing guy who is coming to replace those posts for the gate to pasture. AND he changed the brake light bulb in Blazer and got parts to fix that squeaky damn fan in his truck and to replace my cabin filters since my a/c is non-existent...he is one of the good ones. one of the tired ones, but a damn good fella.
someone took a late night drive thru K.J. Dailey & Taylore Dailey 's yard.....
Taylore commented: here's the other damage.
we went over tonight to take them grocery shopping to fill up the freezer and fridge since they lost everything and I was worried they would starve to death before payday. that is a disaster to a young couple starting out, losing their food supply in a power outage caused by a wreck, the modern day equivalent of the grasshoppers on the prairie eating the pioneers crops....
Patriot Day
I am a bad American. I didn't realize this was a day. I always know if it's Middle Sibling Day or Dog Day or National Ice Cream Cone Day because I am on facebook, but I didn't realize there was a Patriot Day. at chiropractor yesterday looking at her calendar to make my next appt. I saw this printed on September 11. I know what 9/11 is. how did I not know?
In the immediate aftermath of the attacks, President George W. Bush, proclaimed Friday September 14, 2001, as a National Day of Prayer and Remembrance for the Victims of the Terrorist Attacks on September 11, 2001.[ A bill to make September 11 a national day of mourning was introduced in the U.S. House on October 25, 2001, by Rep. Vito Fossella (R-NY) with 22 co-sponsors, among them eleven Democrats and eleven Republicans.The bill requested that the President designate September 11 of each year as Patriot Day. Joint Resolution 71 passed the House by a vote of 407–0, with 25 members not voting.The bill passed the Senate unanimously on November 30. President Bush signed the resolution into law on December 18 as Pub.L. 107–89. On September 4, 2002, President Bush used the authority of the resolution to proclaim September 11, 2002, as the first Patriot Day.
The flag of the United States is flown at half-staff at the White House and on all U.S. government buildings and establishments throughout the world; flags are also encouraged to be displayed on individual American homes. Additionally, a moment of silence is observed to correspond with the attacks, beginning at 8:46 AM (Eastern Daylight Time), the time the first plane, American Airlines Flight 11, struck the North Tower of the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001. Patriot Day is not a federal holiday; schools and businesses remain open in observance of the occasion, although memorial ceremonies for the victims are often held. Volunteer and service opportunities are coordinated by the Corporation for National and Community Service.
8.28.2017
"Boy, in a career filled with stupid activities, this is something special."
Josh lowering himself into smoking Mt Vesuvius to find the special stone with the crystal inside to take to the Tower of Isis to summon the ghosts of Pompeii....
I myself have muttered this phrase several times over the years...
we used to get a newspaper of course listings at NCMC, Trenton. maybe it was still TJC.
they had a course, Literature of Stephen King. I always swore I'd take it someday. but it doesn't seem to be there anymore....more's the pity.
last night was one Taylore & KJ won't soon forget....
Taylore texted me pictures, a lady had drove into their yard late last night and knocked down their street sign and hit the light pole and took out their electricity. the crash woke up Zerelda. electric told them that unless the driver had insurance to cover damage to pole, they wouldn't fix it. they didn't know what to tell them. so. no electricity. they were going to come over here cause they couldn't get hold of her mom in town. I got up, changed the sheets on the bed. then he texted me. they'd got hold of her mom. just go to bed. so, I did. they'll get hold of landlord today. I know last time our electric was out and Kevin called it in he got a 15 minute phone lecture about they were only responsible for pole to house, anything else was our deal and we had to pay a call out fee AND to have it fixed. had some interesting dreams....nobody stands behind anything anymore. car and health insurance companies want premiums, but don't want to pay for ANYTHING if you need to make a claim. electric company and phone company and water company keep jacking rates for 'expenses' but don't want to work on their own equipment. I remember when we used to fix things.....taking the tv to the shop to fix...the sewing machine in to fix....now it's cheaper to just buy a new one.
8.27.2017
we went to HyVee. it's hard to buy groceries. what do we even like anymore?
Kj was pb&j, pizza ingredients, chicken strips, shells & cheese, Andy Capp Hot Fries. chocolate milk, poptarts, sliced cheese for grilled cheese.
Katie was Digornio's pepperoni, puffy Cheetos. pizza rolls, Cocoa Pebbles, lunchables, chicken and noodles and mashed potatoes, chimichungas, bagels and cream cheese. Sunny D original.
Koren loved croissants. and cheese. frozen peas and frozen bread with butter.
but what do we eat? KJ: NO vegetables or fruits. KATE: NO onions or peppers. I just remember Koren preferred REAL mashed potatoes to instant.
what do we buy with no kids at home? what do we even like? we bought some meat. some chips and salsa. cookies and muffins. Famous Dave's cornbread mix. baby potatoes. freezer veggies. just seemed really strange. I bought some Kate & KJ stuff, I know he'll spend the night Friday. she might come home this weekend? her first weekend home from college....
cleaned off KJ's bed and chair. need to change sheets & shut the door. sure they're covered in Miss Cuddles hair.
I love Jael. she is real. something tugs her hand on a ghost hunt at Chernobyl, she screams and runs.
something growls in the overgrown sugar cane right next to her while they're looking for the Sa'wal, she screams and runs. God Bless Her for keeping it real. she always goes right back. she's always game. but she knows when she has to cut and run. I admire her courage. I try to be courageous, but I tire easily. I have a wild imagination and NO courage. none. I am Deb the Cowardly Ghost Hunter.
slept in on a stormy morning, then read (the whole damn thing!) The Incurable by Christopher Saint James
granted, it's a pretty slim volume, but packed full of details from the actual filming of the movie....letters written by a patient, interviews, and pages from the Waverly Hills Bulletin. My current obsession is Waverly Hills. can't get enough.
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