Friday, September 15, 2017


This post was inspried from a post by Cranky Old Man about watching movies backwards.  I have no memory of watching a movie backward but the post, as so often is the case, was quite amusing.  However, what caught my attention was the use of the expression "back in the day."

My ten-year-old grandson uses that expression.  Grandma, did you have television back in the day?
Oh, yes, I knew of televisions of a primitive sort.  We had one. One! And my parents (but mostly my father when he was home) had total control over it.  There were cartoons on Saturday morning and Captain Kangaroo on week day mornings but certainly no channels dedicated to kids' viewing 24/7.  The picture was only in black and white.  Programming went off the air for the night.  The horror!

Grandma, what video games did you play back in the day? Oh, the inhumanity!  There were no video games, no hand-held devices or computers.  The one phone in the house was connected to the wall and was used sparingly to talk with someone and with respect for the others on the party line (beyond imagination).  Games were played on boards on the table or outside.

Grandma, what did you do all summer back in the day?  I woke up, had breakfast, and went outside to play.  If I got hungry or hurt I went inside and my mother would give me lunch or put a bandaid on me and send me back outside.  Otherwise I was free until called for supper.  I met up with friends and we played kick the can or Red Rover.  We played cowboys or soldiers if there were boys around or we played with dolls.  We rode bicycles.  We went in the woods and threw rocks in the brook.  We climbed trees.  On rainy days, I might go to a friend's house to play, but mostly I stayed in my room and read so my mother wouldn't hand me a broom or a dust rag.  Beyond comprehension -- You saw your friends everyday? Without a play date?

He can keep up a steady stream of questions.  That coupled with the expression "back in the day" can become very annoying.  (Once he told me my amygdala was becoming excited, but that's a whole different Dane story.)

Sometimes I take Dane to Al's French Fries.  His comment, very apt and I don't believe he has ever seen that Youtube video and which he makes with a kind of nostalgic sigh: I love this place.  I think it must be exactly like things were back in the day.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

In the Wake of Irma

If you have a place in a popular vacation spot you can pretty much count on visitors coming to call.
As we all know, some visitors are far more congenial than others.  Some visitors are the type you can't wait to be rid of -- some visitors like Hurricane Irma.

At first it looked as though Irma would head up the center of the Florida peninsula.  Then it shifted to a path along the west coast and my concern for property escalated.  I watched the Venice weather -- mandatory evacuation of the island part, hurricane warning/watch, storm surge warning, flash flood warning, and, to top things off like a cherry on this disaster sundae, a tornado warning.   Water was shut off in Venice due to a broken main.  In the end, Irma downgraded and wobbled, leaving external damage but structures mostly intact.

My bougainvillea was damaged.  That thing is more or less a weed.  It has an ardent will to survive and no doubt will thrive once again.  The frangipani was uprooted.  I am not sure whether it is salvageable or not.  It is beautiful in full bloom, when I am not there to enjoy it.  Through the winter months it looks like a strange leafless shrub that Dr. Seuss might have drawn.  I am not entirely sure I want to salvage it.

I have yet to hear about anything inside related to the leak in the roof.  I will make a trip down to deal with that once hurricane season has settled down.  I surely hope it will soon!

Some pictures from the news:

Fishing pier at Sharky's showing how the gulf waters were sucked back out by the force of hurricane winds, preparation for the surge.  This is four miles from my place.  Surge was less than was predicted at first.

 A tree down in Venice, FL.   Not in my yard though.

Looks like palm trees just decided to take a nap in Sarasota!

Friday, September 8, 2017

More Something

It seems certain that Irma will hit Florida and travel up the center of the state.  Florida is a peninsula.  The damage is likely to affect both coasts.

My roof is not fixed yet.  It's not going to be fixed before the winds and rains come.  I can only be grateful I am not there and hope for the best.

I was seeing the traffic jamb as people were evacuating.  There are always those who refuse to evacuate.  I am thinking about those who are on island countries.  They can't just jump in cars and leave.  Scary stuff.

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Always Something

Sure, sometimes a little rain is a welcome thing but I'm thinking a lot of people are not singing about the rain that Harvey dumped.

I understand that parts of Florida are getting some residual rain from those stubborn bands swirling near the Gulf of Mexico.  So I have to confess that my heart did do a flipping kind of dropping kind of bounce when the phone rang and I recognized the name on caller ID.  It was the woman who does a walk through my Florida place on a regular basis.  She sent me a picture of a water stain on the ceiling in the laundry.  It must have been from the weekend.

So I probably didn't sound to happy when I said hello, but I am so glad I have someone who can keep an eye on things for me.  She recommended a roofing company.  I called and they inspected and will do the job soon.  It will be a big expense.  Florida weather is not kind to manmade structures.  It is windy, the sun beats done (it's 91 degrees there today, "feels like 106") and then it rains.  What can I do but have a new roof put on?

I was thinking about a new car, but the old one still runs.  Priorities -- needs over wants.

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Signs of Fall

It was a beautiful day here -- plus sky, temps in the 70's with no humidity.  I went for a walk and wondered why one part of the country could be so genial while another could be in the midst of such devastation.  I am wondering how much rain is falling on my place in Florida.  I have heard there has been some minor (relatively speaking) flooding there.

But the beauty of the day distracted me as I took my walk.  I was noticing signs of the end of summer, the approaching of autumn.
Leaves changing colors

Milkweed pods

Roadside wild flowers

And some colorful garden flowers

Apples scenting the air.

And a message to remind us that summer is indeed fleeting:

Thursday, August 24, 2017


I did send notice to blogger and the problem of inappropriate items flooding my reading list seems to have been resolved.

One comment mentioned an Instagram account being the source of a similar problem.  I don't have Instagram.  But I do wonder about Google +.  That is an account that I don't even know how it even appeared and I consider it a possible source of the hacking.  I don't use it although I understand my posts show up there and I often get an e-mail notice about a very odd assortment of people following me (with two first names, two last names, mixed up names like Smith John, and mostly wearing military uniforms.  I suspect the names and pictures come from hacked accounts.)


Not loving the news about Harvey the Hurricane bearing down on Texas from the Gulf of Mexico.


I watched the movie Moonlight last night.  This is the movie that actually won an Oscar -- after it was announced that La La Land had won.  I have not seen La La Land, but I can say that, in my opinion, Moonlight certainly deserved the award.  It was a rough subject, but done both tenderly and artistically.  Perhaps not for everyone, but I thought it was an excellent movie.


A Massachusetts hospital worker won big in the Lottery -- 700+ million.  I can't even imagine.
She said she was going to go to bed and not get up for work in the morning.  I suspect she will buy a lot of gum (she was visibly chomping gum when I saw her on the news). I really can't imagine . . . maybe that is why I have never in my life bought myself a lottery ticket.


Local news: five special educators from the Burlington school district submitted resignations last night.  Teacher in-service starts tomorrow and students are in class next Wednesday.  These teachers work with students with the most challenging behavior problems and administrative support for the programs was cut in half.  Protest or self preservation?  I was a special educator for 33 years and all I know is that it was not getting any easier as time went on.

Saturday, August 19, 2017


I had a problem with blogger.  My new posts stopped showing up in followers' reading lists.  It took months to straighten this out and I slowly started using the account again.

Now, even worse, my own reader list is filled with blogs from sites I do not follow.  I have not opened  any of the unknown sites but they small previews either don't make any sense or are about viagra.  Seriously annoying.

Does anyone know how to get real help?  I am tearing my hair out.