Sunday, January 27, 2013



 We had a phone similar to the one above from the time I was three until I was eight.  Then we moved from the farm into town and the wall phone stayed behind. My grandma was just a little lady, probably about 4'5".  There was an old wooden box turned upside down that she could stand on to reach the handle and speak into the mouth piece.  Our phone number was 805 and our sound was "two longs and a short"  Does that bring back memories for any one?

I received this little story in an email from a friend


When I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood.... I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.
Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was “Information Please" and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply any one's number and the correct time.
 My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor.   Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.
  I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The   telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing.  Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. "Information, please" I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.  A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.  "Information."   "I hurt my finger..." I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience. "Isn't your mother home?" came the question.
  "Nobody's home but me," I blubbered “Are you bleeding?"  the voice   asked.   "No   I replied.”I  hit my finger with   the hammer and it hurts.   "Can you open the icebox?" she asked..    I said I could.    "Then chip off a little bit of  ice and hold it to your finger," said the   voice...
   After that, I called   "Information Please" for everything.. I asked her for  help with my geography, and she   told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my  math.  She told me my pet chipmunk that   I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and   nuts... Then, there was the time Petey,  our pet canary, died.. I called,  “ Information Please," and told   her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, "Why is it that birds   should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as    a heap of feathers on the bottom of a  cage?"   She must have sensed my deep  concern, for she said quietly, " Wayne , always remember that there are  other worlds to sing in."   Somehow I felt   better.  Another day I was on the  telephone, "Information Please."    "Information," said in the now   familiar voice. "How do I spell   fix?"   I asked.
  All this took place in a small  town in the Pacific Northwest . When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston . I missed my friend very much.  "Information Please" belonged in  that old wooden box back home and I  somehow never thought of trying   the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my   teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left  me.   Often, in moments of doubt and  perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent  her time on a little boy.
A few years later, on my way  west to college, my plane put down in Seattle .. I had about a half-hour or  so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who   lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my  hometown operator and said, "Information   Please."  Miraculously, I heard the small,   clear voice I knew so well.  "Information.  I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying,  "Could you please tell me how to  spell fix?"
There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess your finger must have healed by   now."  I laughed, "So it's really you,"   I said. "I wonder if you have any  idea how much you meant to me  during that time?"  I wonder," she said, "if you  know how much your calls meant to  me.   I never had any children and I  used to look forward to your  calls."  I told her how often I had   thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I  came back to visit my sister.  "Please do", she said. "Just ask  for Sally."
Three months later I was back in Seattle ..  A different voice  answered,   "Information."  I asked for   Sally.  "Are you a friend?" she  said.  "Yes, a very old friend," I  answered.  "I'm sorry to have to tell you  this, "She said. "Sally had been working part time the last few years  because she was sick. She died five weeks ago."  Before I could hang up, she said.   " Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne ?"
 "Yes."  I  answered.  "Well, Sally left a message for you.  She wrote it down in case you called.  Let me read it to you."  The note  said,  "Tell him there are other worlds  to sing in.   He'll know what I mean." I thanked her and hung up.   I  knew what Sally meant.  Never underestimate the   impression you may make on  others.. Whose life have you touched   today?   
Lifting you on eagle's wings.  May you find the joy and peace you long for. Life is a journey... NOT a  guided tour. 
 I loved this story and just had   to pass it on. I hope you enjoy it too.

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Oatmeal and Snakes

For those of you who are oatmeal lovers.... tonight I went to a 2 hour diabetic info class at our local Fred Meyers. It was sponsored by  the makers of the One Touch Blood Glucose Monitoring System. The first half was led by a pharmacist. Sort of like a support group. She listened to our questions made great suggestions and This is one she gave me. I like my oatmeal more creamy so I put the oatmeal in the water and cook them together. BUT,.... I added a teaspoon of peanut butter (protein) while it was cooking.  I tell you it was so good! The second half of the class was a tour in the grocery isles reading labels, learning which vegetables we could have more of than others. And we came home with a bag full of "goodies" No, not the kind you can eat, but booklets just full of information, meal planners, calorie counters, but the picture above was my favorite goodie.
It's a melamine plate  helps me know how much of what to put on my plate. I had already gone from a dinner plate to a desert size plate to cut back on my portions. But I just love this little guy!

The Portland Aquarium is very close to our house. Today we finally got to go see what was inside. And we weren't disappointed. Almost as soon as we walked in the door, this guy was standing there with a yellow snake wrapped around him.  It is an albino Python. Just a young one.

This is Watson. He is a five month old Macaw. Watson sits on Bob's arm, and will show you his wing span, say a few words when asked (if he's in the mood) and is always snuggling.  The little colored blocks around Bob's neck helps keep Watson's beak filed, and is also his "toy"

There are two new additions  coming to the aquarium this spring.  A Puffin display and a River Otter display that will be both inside and out.  There is also a very nice Aviary, touch pools, and a huge jungle gym for the kiddos.  We feel our money was very well spent for our membership there.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Oh Great! From Silver Frost to Silver Thaw.

Joe called me from work this morning and said I ought to bring the camera and take some pictures around Mt. Talbot Nature trail.  I was toasty warm in my nightie, socks and robe................
"but honey"..... it's 27 degrees out there.  Well I got myself dressed for the day, I had already fixed Viola's breakfast so I gathered my things, and the camera and headed out the door. Oh my word. those leather seats  are mighty cold.  It sort of took my breath away for a moment.  Thank goodness for electric seat warmers.  My little Buick may be ten years old, but Joe takes good care of her and she takes good care of me. 
This is the Mt. Talbot nature trail adjacent to Miramont Pointe
If it hadn't been so cold I probably would have walked a little further on the trail.
Oh, the view the residents must have from the two top floors
As I headed back to the car I saw this boot brush 
And this sign right above it. You might have to click on the picture to read it.  I learned something new today.
There must have been some wind in the heavenlys this morning.  It sounds like the rains will return this evening and if that happens it will be slick roads in the morning until it warms up .The weatherman  figures it wil be freezing rain between 7:00a.m, and 10:00a.m. It is suppose to be in the 40's during the rest of the week during the day. Viola will be a "happy camper" Poor lady hasn't seen outside for weeks. We told her when it got back up in the forty's we'd bundler her up and take her to her APAC group meeting.  One of the reasons I love living in Oregon is because of the four seasons we have.  Sometimes, its "too cold", sometimes "too hot", or maybe it rains "too much"  but I guess that's what makes Oregon beautiful.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Music To Our Ears

I always enjoy going with Joe to the symphony because I get to see him work, and see why the residents think so much of him.  He sure pampers them.
I had time on my hands while Joe was getting ready to go, so I took these pictures of the fountain out front. It was about 2:00pm.  It was sure cold out there.
The Lord's handiwork is so beautiful!

I took these during intermission. The colors are moving with the music tonight.

Ninety Five year old Norman Leyden was guest of honor last night. He was escorted on stage, saluting with his clarinet in hand, and helped to a stool right by the conductor . He played some of the Glen Miller songs with the orchestra.  Some of us were amazed and in awe  that at that age, he still had the  " wind" to play that instrument!
Just wondering how many of use still use these wonderful warmers.  Poor Joe's circulation isn't all that great and there are nights when he just can't get warm. And when he crawls into bed, it's like curling up with a snow man.  So in self defense I filled the old hot water bottle and  he's sitting here watching tennis and trying to get warm. the house isn't  cold. It's 70 in the living room.
I think if it warms up to the 40's Wednesday, I'll take Viola to APAC.  At 98 it's just not a good thing to have her out breathing the cold air.  For those of you who don't know what APAC is, it's a respite care program for the caregivers. She goes each Wed. from 12:30 to 4:00pm.They have music therapy, pet therapy, crafts, a snack and exercises that can be done from their chairs. It is also a time for them to socialize with each other. 
Joe and I are looking forward to going to the Portland International Auto Show at the Oregon Convention Center on Friday. I take my Nook and when I get tired of looking or walking, I sit and read. I do the same thing at the RV Shows. Going up and down the stairs of those rigs. These old hips just "ain't what they use to be"  Have a great rest of the week.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Flu Bugs and Silver Frost

More than a few of my blogger friends it seems are struggling with a nasty "bug."  Please don't take this as medical advice  (remember I'm a retired Funeral Director, not a person with expertise in the medical field) but I do have a couple of suggestions. When I start not feeling good, I use Emergen-C twice a day, morning and night and I also use these Halls Defense Lounges as a dietary supplement. The directions on the back is such fine print I didn't bother to take a picture but says not to take more than 8 weeks consecutively....which I have no intention of doing anyway, but they sure do make me feel better.
Also it was suggested to one of my FB friends to use raw honey and cinnamon.  This was her reply.
"Just to let you all know..the tsp honey (raw honey natural) and 1/4 tsp cinnamon most definitely works..the antibiotics didn't touch my cold/flu ..3 days ago I started this honey and cin and today I'm almost give it a try".
Apparently it was easier for her to get it down by mixing it in warm water.
Joe and I had to run a few errands this morning. For those of you who are familiar with the Oregon City area, we were up on top of the hill off HiWay 213 near Clackamas Community College. The morning gave us a beautiful Silver Frost.  The roads were fine and the beauty on the trees and bushes, spectacular. I need to learn to always take my Nikkon with me because my iPhone didn't show the true beauty of the morning.
I am enjoying all of your blogs especially about Quartzite right now. I read them to Joe and show him the pictures. If you are a pickleball player, he always enjoys seeing pictures of that and also horseshoe tournaments and don't leave out playing pool.  He's the busy sports guy and I'm the computer gal. Recently someone blogged about Tombstone. We spent a lot of time in Cochise County and loved every minute of it.We enjoy their special kind of music :) Wish we could be there. But for now we know this is where we belong and even though it is cold we see the beauty in that. Please know that when we read of those  of you who are dealing with health issues we pray. Thanks again to all of you who squeeze us in your rigs to let us see what you see each day.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Game Night


Last night was game night at Grandma Betty and Joe's house We have a favorite card game we play called  Five Crowns. It's sort of like Rummy. We had Papa Murphy's Pizza and Pepsi. The guy closest to the camera is my youngest son. He's in his work uniform because he came right from work. He is a Portland light rail trainer/supervisor. 
On Thursdays, some of the cousins attend   Master School of Arts  This kiddo is drawing a timed pencil drawing of his cousin. (less than 5 minutes)
Pretty good drawing I would say of the young man in the white T shirt in the above picture.

And not to be out done, this cousin is taking a college art class . She takes 13 credit hours and works 3 jobs........ just sayin.

It was so fun for me to just sit and watch and listen to the interaction around the table.  Joe and I are looking forward to another game night at  our Church this Saturday eve too. 

Someone forgot to tell these little guys it's still winter and very, very cold

We thought we had pulled up all the bulbs in the flower beds in front of the house, but apparently we missed a few.....


Saturday, January 12, 2013


This is how we dressed in Milwaukie, Oregon today. We went for a nice walk about noon and it was 32 degrees. Freezing fog wasn't as widespread as it was Friday morning, so the roads weren't as slick  because the metro area is drier now.
The hat Joe is wearing was his winter Greyhound hat. He's glad he hung on to it all these years. Doesn't matter how cold it is those wheels "gotta be clean".
 I don't think I will go to church tomorrow. Joe  has to work anyway, and with this cold weather and lots of colds and flu, I tend to avoid crowds when I can. Viola has a routine Dr. appointment Monday and I'm going to cancel that because I don't want her out breathing the cold air. Good place to pick up a bug is in a Doctor's office. Sounds like a lot of my blogger friends are dealing with this big freeze and flu bugs.   So I'm praying your rigs stay warm, and those of you that have the bug will recover soon, and those who don't have it, will be spared.

Friday, January 11, 2013

What A Day

This morning, Joe had an ultrasound to rule out a chest wall hernia. (Dr. contacted him this afternoon, the results are A-OK)  In the mid 80,s I worked at Portland Adventist and remembered they had a great gift shop. So while he was busy in x ray, I went down the hall to check it out. These animals were guarding the entrance . Made me think of Al and Kelly and the Bayfield Bunch.
I found this wonderful little Gooseberry Patch Cookbook that I didn't think I could live with out.
All the calendars were 55% off, so I came home with this one,all barns, another one the same size that hangs over Joe's Secretariat that is all country including an old red pickup truck, and a pocket size one to give a girlfriend as a welcome home gift when I pick her up at the airport next week.
This morning we had freezing fog. The roads were a nightmare for those who had travel and there were many accidents. People going to fast and following to close. Forecast is for the same thing tonight. What you see isn't clouds. It's actually the sun trying to break through really thick fog. Later in the afternoon, beautiful blue skies and very, very cold.

Around 1:00P.M. we were on our way home thinking we could just pick up the mail , go home and the rest of the day would be a do nothing day. WRONG!!!!! I opened one of the letters and couldn't believe my eyes. When I read it to Joe, he was speechless. Somehow, he had totally forgotten he had to renew his CDL license by December 31st. This meant he had to have another physical before DMV would issue is CDL again. He can drive the  town cars, and the small bus, but  he needs that license to drive the 18 passenger bus...... what to do, what to do.  He remembered seeing a sign in the window of an Urgent Care office in Oregon City  that  gives ODOT CDL Physicals. Now it's 2:00 and DMV closes at 5:00. $90.00 later, he walks out with................

 Now all we have to do is head over to Gladstone to the DMV office and stand in a very long line.  We weren't there more than 5 minutes and we were told to proceed to the number ticket machine and after we got our number,  we could either go sit down, or if we had questions we could stay in the line and our questions would be answered.  The line went really quick,  Joe told the man why we were there, he told us to go stand in the express line and we were only in that line for maybe another five minutes before we were at the counter. Now he is all legal again for another year. Normally it is two years, but because he has sleep apnea, and uses his CPAP regularly, there are no restrictions, but he does have to renew every year.
After all that we decided to use one of our Christmas gift certificates again.
This time we went to Ohana Hawaiian Cafe  This was  their Tropical Fruit Punch
I had combo plate with traditional slow roasted pig cooked for hours...seasoned with Hawaiian salt, then pulled and cooked with fresh cabbage, Island style charbroiled teriyaki beef.. thin slices of tender premium grade ribeye marinated and then charbroiled yaki soba Noodles, and Coconut Prawns. Folks, this was NOT a normal size dinner plate. It was way to big.  When they brought our plates, right away I asked for a take out box. I managed to eat maybe a third of it. There's at least two more meals in there.  Well it's almost midnight, and I don't have a sleepy bone in my body, but I think I'll lay down, close my eyes, and when I open them again, hopefully it will be morning. It is going to be a very cold morning... in the 20's with more freezing fog. Glad Joe doesn't have to work tomorrow.



Thursday, January 10, 2013


Thursdays around our house is "List Day" We have a list of all the things we need to accomplish for the rest of the week. Appointments, things we want to see or do, eating out, grocery shopping etc.  My daughter in law, who is a Personal Care Worker (PCW) comes on Thursday mornings and helps Viola with her shower. So this morning we started checking off our list. We had breakfast at Ikea and then we shopped for a couple more pillows for our sofa.
Early in the afternoon we took Viola to her hair appointment and while we waited for her we visited a little antique/collectible store close by that we had been wanting to visit called The Dusty Tiger.  Look what Joe the Pepsi man found there.

I think it needs to be sitting on something besides a doily, but havent figured out what yet.  I keep doilies on the desk top where I have our Bose, a  plant and a book my grandson wrote that I'm displaying.  Maybe I can look around for something more manly.... any ideas? Decorating isn't one of my strong gifts.

The last thing on the list was to...........check out the Oscar Meyer Wiener Mobile at the Johnson Creek Fred Meyers
We drove around the whole parking lot before we found it in front of the grocery part of the store. Guess that makes sense doesn't it.
Of course it was picture time. The guy and gal below opened the door for us to look inside but neither Joe or I thought to take a picture.  So I have put this link on here that  tells all about Wienermobile
This is the host and hostess of the Wiener Mobile. They were very cordial, showed us the inside, and made sure we had our wiener whistle  and a coupon for a package of Oscar Meyer Wieners before we left.
The front of it reminds me of a space ship. The whole thing was a strange looking machine. The news media had a heyday with it this morning... all in fun.

This shows how the Wiener Mobile has changed through the years.  We picked up the mail on the way home, thus completing "The List" for this week.  We just got word today that Joe will be driving the Miramont Pointe's bus next Sunday the 20th, to take residents to the symphony and I get to ride along. I'm smiling. The concert is entitled "Swing, Swing, Swing and it will be the music of Duke Ellington, Count Basie, Les Brown, Benny Goodman, Glenn Miller, Tommy Dorsey and more.