Saturday, November 23, 2013

Big Boy, Righty and Lefty

We have a drama this morning behind our house.  Big Boy comes around each year.

Then, this fall we’ve noticed two other males, each with half a rack—one on the right and one on the left.  So, here are  pictures, none too clear.

Big Boy





There’s also a doe nonchalantly eating while taking in the whole scene.


Thursday, November 21, 2013

Home building adventure

It was a cold, rainy, icy day so I decided to scan a few negatives.  Sometimes it pays to be a pack rat.  Over the years, I never threw away the negatives from pictures.  How could I ever have guessed that in this digital age, scanning the negatives rather than developed pictures produces a much better copy.  My goal is to digitalize all pictures I’ve taken over the years.

The problem with the whole negative/scanning program is that I didn’t keep the negatives in any kind of order.  In fact many are just thrown into a box.  I can scan two strips at a time.  It is fun to see what pops up.

It was this random scanning that these two pictures came up.  I didn’t even know I had these pictures. 



These pictures were taken 35 years ago when we built the house we live in now.  We sold our previous home, moved all our possessions into the metal barn next to the camper (the same barn we cleaned earlier in the week) and made our home in the two campers.  The fifth wheel belonged to my parents and the little one was ours.  We moved the third week of August and into the basement of the house around Thanksgiving. 

Obviously, the kids were OK with it all.  I found other pictures of them playing around the building site.  Actually, Doug fell into the basement before the house was framed.  Thankfully, he was not hurt. 

We did not heat the little camper the kids slept in for safety reasons.  They were under a big pile of blankets and in the morning they would come running over to the big camper where we had the furnace running.

The only utility we had when we first moved was electricity.  Our kind neighbors let us haul water from their outdoor spigot.  We ran down to Don’s Steak House—the only thing left from old Richland after it was abandoned for Clinton Lake—to use the telephone.  Not having a phone and trying to build a house was very inconvenient.  As I remember, the concrete trucks got lost.  When they finally put one in, it was in the barn with a loud outdoor ringer.    

I look at the whole event as one of our great family adventures.  I hope our kids do as well.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Thrift Store Visit

This morning when we rolled out of bed with the sound of thunder and coffee perking, I thought it would be the excitement for the day.  My plans were to make the Thanksgiving menu and work on a sewing project I have in mind for Christmas presents.  Not entirely boring, but certainly not an adventure.

That’s when neighbor Peggy texted me wondering if I ever found out the name of the antique mall in Kansas City that I had heard was upscale.  Yes, I said.  It is the Mission Road Antique Mall.  Would I like to ride along to check it out?  Sure, I said.  Dan declined, sensing possible shopping.

The Mission Road Mall is indeed upscale.  It is well laid out, clean and from what I could tell from my limited knowledge of old stuff, full of legitimate antiques.  Thankfully, I had dressed up a little because there were people shopping there that looked fabulous ie worked out all morning, ate salad for lunch, then threw on a little leather and high heels and headed for the antique mall. 

Next we decided to check out Savers.  If you haven’t heard, this is a chain thrift store.  Now, I am feeling a little more in my element—still old stuff, but more in my price range and a nice store.  We probably were in there too long (didn’t get home until 6:30) but we both had a great time.  Of course, clothes shopping is always a long process in a thrift store because there are no two things alike.  But there were also books, movies, toys, purses—yes, purses!  Bunches of purses. 

I guess according to the link above, there is a little controversy about the non-profit business model of Savers.  As I understand—and, I might not have it right—they buy from other non profits making money off of the purchases.  That is profit made to the business and the donations are what is paid to the non profits that bring in used goods.  Still, it does seem like a service to me. 

What did I end up buying?  A purse, of course.  (It’s really a simple little cheap bag)  Also, 2 puzzles for the kids to put together Thanksgiving Day, a drawing book for any one who might want to look at it and a warm red sweater. 

Great day for me.  Dan worked at his projects so not so much for him.  But he did accomplish several things and he didn’t feel left out.  Especially when I showed him the pair of shoes Peggy and I almost bought for him.


Tuesday, November 19, 2013


Here is a confession—I am a lurker on Facebook.  If you are my friend, you will see some of my “likes” but I seldom post.  I do that here. 

Here are a couple things I thought I would share, though. 

First, how about a Christmas carol by shooting baskets…  Pretty impressive.

Second, a list of all the Christmas programs on television from now until Christmas!  I can’t believe there are so many.

Third, ever wonder what would happen if you blow bubbles outside when it is below freezing?  It sounds like they freeze like little plastic balls, but very fragile.  That picture will have to wait until I try it.

Finally, since I’m “sharing” here, I will tell you that we finally got the barn cleaned and everything we wanted to park in there, in there.  OK, winter, bring it on.  I want to blow some bubbles.

Monday, November 18, 2013

Fall is slipping away

according to the forecast, that is.  It sounds like we will possibly have snow for the weekend.

It makes sense why we tend to do fall and spring cleaning.  It is all about the weather.  No one wants to be cleaning out a barn or garage in 100 degree heat or 20 degree cold.  These perfect 60 plus degree days are perfect.   So, that’s what we have been doing the past few days.  We might be pushing our time actually.

My brother, Wayne, has a birthday this week.  I don’t remember the year, but there was a huge snowstorm on his birthday when we were kids.  It does seem the snow storms were bigger 50 to 60 years ago—or maybe we were just smaller.

Back in the mail carrying days, I remember some really nasty Decembers.  So, maybe one more day of this nice weather?   We are ready for the cold—almost.  One more day in that barn is all we need.