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    I love music, mystery stories, any of the Law & Order shows, history, museums, coca-cola and, of course, my family.

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  1. It's in a resort community with nice club house amenities, a library, a crafting center, health spa, saunas, pools, Jacuzzi's, it's own beautiful restaurant, hotel, etc. Lit palm trees line the boulevards (that's my favorite part). To be honest, the rest of Texas is ugly but that part is beautiful.
  2. It's a Shultz double wide permanent mobile home. It used to be very pretty, with rock gardens, cacti and fruit trees all around. I may be wrong to spend the money fixing it since the repairs will cost about 1/3 the cost of a new one- but I think it will be worth it. I may just fix it up and rent it out, since rentals are in very high demand in the area.
  3. Arrow, those test results must be very worrisome. I hope that it was just skewered results and that everything is really ok. If by any chance it is cancer again, at least they are catching it very, very early and in plenty of time to stop it. I could always talk to my mom about anything. When I was a teen, even my friends confided in my mother. I suppose that's why she was such a great psychiatric nurse- she was a great listener and never made you feel like she was standing in judgement. My father, in the other hand, mostly ignored or punished us kids. He seemed to be completely oblivious to how we felt, even as adults. I remember about 6-7 years ago when I was visiting him. We'd just sat down at a burger joint when I suddenly developed excruciating stomach pains from taking a new medication without eating first. He kept running his mouth while I actually had to lay down in the booth holding my stomach. (I'd never done that before in my life!) That continued for a good 5 minutes when strangers came over and ask him what was wrong. He leaned over to look at me and just said., "Oh, she's fine." Then he kept right on talking while the on-lookers just glared at him and one had to helped me up. Unbelievable! Isy, I hope all is well after the storm. How are your daffodils? Those are my favorite flowers but they get knocked flat so easily. My cat Lily used to love to sit on them. She used to also do that to the lily plants- which is how she got her name. School testing is done for now and I can get back to normal. What ever that is! I think I told you guys that I am repairing my dad's mobile home. Well, this week they tore out the whole underbelly, patched holes, replaced insulation, and sealed everything. It was the biggest and most expensive job that had to be done before anything else. It's hard because it's thousands of miles away. But, thank goodness for the caretaker who sent pictures of every phase of the work. Next comes the repair of numerous woodpecker holes and refinishing the outside. After that, I will be down there to supervise.
  4. Some days, it's just a real good thing that their mommas love 'em!
  5. What a beautiful cat! He is really something. I work with 12-14 year olds and they are a little squirly. One second they are all grown up, and the next minute they are coloring with crayons (so to speak). One I dealt with today really exemplified what most of them act like all too frequently. He came in the room throwing a fit because someone upset him in the previous class. He slammed his books around, yelled disruptively, then sat in a chair pouting- complete with the pouty lip, sound effects and crossed arms. When I walked over to him he said he didn't know why I was treating him like a little kid. Yeah.
  6. My dad left the house in a state of disrepair for the last few years. After my mother died he just didn't care any more. He used to be meticulous about things but when she died he started ignoring anything that went wrong. As a result, there is a crack in the ceiling in one room, mice ate through some of the wiring, the tub in one bathroom has a small crack in the floor, the faucet is broken in the other tub, and the house, rod iron scroll work, and hurricane shutters are in bad need of a power washing and paint job. The mice are gone (thank goodness), but we have an inspector coming in to do a total assessment so we know exactly what is wrong and how much it will cost to bring it back to the beautiful place that I remember. Once the repairs are done, I'm seriously thinking of buying it from my siblings for a retirement home. It's in a retirement community that is absolutely wonderful with so many amenities and lots of activities. Para, I've done that at the store before where I left a bag and had to go back for it. By the time I discovered it I was exhausted and none too happy. Padlig2, if I hear that expression "alternative facts" one more time I am going to scream. What a great thing to teach our children. We need to go back to calling a straight up lie a straight up lie. Euphemisms just encourage bad behavior. I spent the day completely wasting my time at work. I was scheduling the special ed students for testing and had worked for hours before I remembered that all the kids schedules change this coming week. So, I had to redo all my previous work. My coworker laughed and agreed with me when I said that I was stupid. I worked a couple hours overtime to fix my mistake. Now my sister was whining today that she has to pay a tax on her inheritance. We told her she didn't have to accept it. We'd take her share and gladly pay the tax. That shut her up for now, but I wonder what other kind of crap she's going to invent. She is a real piece of work.
  7. Yep, we have a republic, as we don't vote directly for everything. It's a good system usually, but it is certainly being tested right now. As for "snowflake", it always meant exactly what you thought Padlig- an innocent term. I've only heard it being used in a derogatory way in the past few weeks. I was gone to Texas with my older sister this past week to settle my father's estate. We thought it would take maybe a day or so to round up all the necessary paperwork, since he'd already provided much of it. But holy hell, we walked into a situation where my father evidently had not thrown out a piece of paper in years. Papers were crammed into every drawer and cupboard- even where the dishes were normally kept. I think his vision had become so bad that he was afraid to throw anything away. All we did for the first three days was sort and shred papers and try to piece together info on bank accounts and other legal documents. It was a frickin' nightmare! We worked day and night to get everything together, in between trips to the lawyer's office, the banks and investment companies (all over). In case we had nothing better to do, my greedy younger sister decided to really show her tail while we were down there. She wasn't there, but she was on the phone repeatedly making increasingly bold demands to us and thru other relatives. Example: First she claimed that my mother gave her all the figurines in a huge display cabinet. We knew this was wrong because my mother never once mentioned it, it wasn't on her list of items to inherit, my mom always kept gifts equal among us kids (it would have been completely out of character), and she changed her story several times about how she was told about this wonderous gift. When we agreed to send some of them to her (and other people), she then pronounced that my mother gave her the display cabinet as well. It's worth thousands of dollars so we knew that was a lie as well- and that's when the shit hit the fan. We started to tell the lawyer about her antics and she interrupted to tell us that my dad told her all about my lovely sister- and that he had some interesting clauses put in just to keep her in check. He amended the trust and the will to make sure that if she argues over anything, everything in the trust will go to probate and she will end up with nothing. All assets to the rest of us are protected. Since she was informed of this, she's been so sweet and cooperative. It's amazing. I feel bad because Brenda contacted me and told me that Jan, Callie and her no longer post here because of the political commentary. I'm going to try to talk her into coming back. I would never want politics to cost me a friend, and I think diverse views should be welcomed if they are stated respectfully - ours as well as theirs.
  8. Padlig2, I don't envy you with having to potentially go boot shopping. It's one of my least favorite things to do. I have flat bony feet and it's really hard to get a comfortable pair that are water tight and warm. Shopping for shoes is bad enough, but shopping for boots is something I put off as long as possible. Becca, I have to concur with Para about dropping out of school. Almost everyone who has ever gone through college usually reaches that stage where you feel like you are probably going to die there. Like, just prop me up, stick a pencil in my hand and no one will know the difference! But it is so worth it to keep going until you are done. Remember that education is the one thing that nobody can take away from you. Good luck to you. I know that you will make the right decision.
  9. Yes, Elaine. My dad had a lawyer, and a will with a clause that specifies that if anyone contests the terms they will be out. Years ago, my parents had all of us come together and divy up most of their prized possessions. The problem is, my sister is an idiot with a very skewered memory of things and she is constantly saying my mother gave her this, gave her that, and everything else she can think of. My older sister and I have made it very clear that we will adhere to my parents wishes, with no exceptions. Everything is written down so she has no legal grounds to stand on. I just don't like the way she tries to get her grubby paws on everything and twists the truth.
  10. Geesh, so many, many well known people have died this year. And how did I miss that Leonard Cohen died? Para, I'm sure you can appreciate this after what you went through when your father died. My older sister and I are co-executors of my father's estate and we are now left with the daunting task of settling affairs. It would be fairly easy if he'd been poor, but that's not the case. He put most things into a trust so I guess it doesn't have to go through probate, but we are not sure what assets are outside the trust. In the next few weeks I'm going to have to take a short leave of absence from my job to fly down to his house and at least start clearing things up. I am not looking forward to this. It sounds terrible to say, but we are gearing up for a fight with my younger con-artist sister who always says that my mother gave her every thing. She is a real piece of work. As my father lay in the hospital dying, and I was right in the middle of a meeting with the Hospice rep telling them of our decision to snow my dad under so he would no longer feel any pain, greedy guts calls me on my cell phone. I was already a blubbering mess, and she starts telling me to be sure to tell my dad (before they snow him) that she just KNOWS he wants her son to have the first edition Kipling books. She asked me to promise that I would tell him. Unbelievable! I told her that I absolutely would NOT tell him. I said he is dying and this is not the time to talk about an inheritance, Then I hung up on her........She is going to be a lot of fun.
  11. That robotic dog was pretty cool! I wish I could train my Benji to put dishes in the dishwasher. Better yet, train him to dust since that's the job I hate the most.
  12. Hi ladies. I'm just popping in to let you know what is going on. Over a week ago my father entered a Hospice facility because the pain was just too unmanageable at home. The first day there, he began to bleed profusely and had to be rushed to the hospital. He had an awful attack after a couple days in the hospital and we made the decision to have him medicated so strongly as to take away all pain. Then Friday he was transferred back to hospice, completely snowed under with pain meds. We kept a vigil by his bedside and I was there with him when he died this morning. It was a very peaceful death, so we were fortunate. I finally came back home tonight to regroup and gather some necessary papers for the funeral home. I just finished writing his obituary and I think it looks nice. I go back to Detroit tomorrow to meet with the people from the funeral home. At some point after Christmas my sister and I will be going to Texas to pack his things and take care of the estate mess. That should be fun (not). If I don't get a chance to get back here for a while, I wish all of you a wonderful Christmas and a happy, happy new year!
  13. Para, if i were you I'd be spitting mad as well! Isn't it malpractice if they knew you needed surgery before their product could ever work, but they never told you? It seems mighty suspicious to me and I wish you could somehow make them pay restitution for all your time and the pain this is causing you. Carol, I hope this doctor agrees to keep you, since you seem to like her. If she agreed to see you again, that's a good sign..right? Today was a wild west day at school. In fact, this whole week has been. Each day I start with a schedule of things to get done and classes to assist for the day. This week, I barely accomplished ten things on my list because I had to deal with so many drama queen issues. Can two kids have an argument without getting their whole crew, their entire family, and everyone they know on Facebook taking sides? Parents need to butt out and let the kids hash it out for themselves. I'm tired. I was so sorry to read about the passing of John Glen. Politics aside, he was a true American hero of the highest caliber. Sometimes I wonder who our grandkids are going to have to look up to. I guess our parents wondered the same thing about our generation. Carol, are they planning an actual march- as in "outside"? I haven't read anything about it. Is it a protest about T----'s treatment of women and that's why they planned it for January?
  14. Hello ladies. I was a little dismayed to read that Brenda may not be back here due to political comments. Carol, I echo your sentiment that Brenda is always so kind and level headed. I hope she reconsiders. I hope she also understands that the election results were both shocking and really scary for a lot of people in this country, so emotions were/still are riding high. Thanksgiving weekend with my family was.......something. My plan to occupy my younger sister with cooking so that my older sister could continue to care for my dad without interference was only partially successful. Once the cooking was done, the younger one went right back to loudly second guessing everything my other sister was doing. I thought I was going to kill her. She proceeded to give everyone her sage advice even when they said they didn't want it. I blew up a little after the fourth time she followed me into the laundry room to give me instructions on how to do laundry. She interjected herself into every conversation - being the expert that she is on all subjects. At one point, everyone laughed and poked fun of her know-it-allness when someone asked me about the Flint water crisis. Before I could say a word she rushed over, physically interjected herself between the two of us, and began telling them everything she knew about it. The person stopped her and tried to say that she was asking me. I said, "Oh no. Go right ahead and talk. After all, I'm just the one who lives there." I didn't mean to sound so snippy, but by then I was sick of her behavior. GRRRRR.. Yesterday, I had to have Miss Lily put to sleep. She was over 25 years old and her health has been steadily declining for years. Late last Spring I noticed a few spots in the basement where it looked like she was having accidents. But within a week or so, the warm weather came and she was outside most of the time so I didn't have to think about it. However, in the past two months she's been back in and I realized that the problem was escalating. Also, she was sleeping more and more, only getting up to eat and do her business. I was afraid that I would find her dead. A few days ago, I was in the basement doing laundry when she walked by me, made a mess, and continued walking. I realized that she was completely unaware of what she'd done. It was time. All I can say is that she passed very, very peacefully.
  15. I got to see the most wonderful thing this morning and couldn't wait to share it with you all. Former basketball star Magic Johnson is from Lansing and I've been told that he has some family here in Flint. This holiday season he donated the money for 2,000 Flint school children's families to receive over 200 pounds of food each, including a large turkey. We were notified last week and teachers were allowed to turn in names of families that we thought could use the help. I signed up 18 families. They were issued vouchers a couple days ago and then told to show up at a school with the voucher this morning where their car would be loaded without them having to get out. One of my families had no way to get there, so I provided transportation - that's how I got to see the operation up close today. The line of cars stretched out over a mile down the road. When we finally got close, we got to see that they were not only giving food, but also new winter coats and bicycles for the younger kids. When we actually pulled into the loading area we were greeted by a couple hundred volunteers cheering us with "Happy Holidays" - including all the security guards at school who volunteered their services. We could have been directed to any of the dozen or so loading areas, but we were ushered into line #1 and guess who loaded our car? Magic Johnson himself! I was blown away by the kindness and the overwhelming feeling of comradery among everyone. I can't believe this wonderful man did this for the kids in our city!