Saturday, January 14, 2017

NEW RADIO

Hard to find a clock-radio anymore. Our old one started getting staticky (I listen to the local oldie radio station when I'm at my computer) and we decided it was time for a new one.

We looked at Walmart last time we needed one and found little choice there. That's how we ended up with the staticky one. So this time, we went to Best Buy.

They did have three or four brands, thank goodness. We asked the salesman which he suggested. He pointed one out. A Sony. When I saw another just like it but a little more expensive, I asked, "What's the difference?"

"This one projects the time on the ceiling or wall," he told me.

"We don't need that," my guy said.

"On the ceiling?" I asked, entranced.

So we bought it. And I love it. No more does my guy have to sit halfway up in bed and lean over me to look at the clock. We can wake up, glance up at the ceiling and Voila!



And the sound is pretty good, too.

So if you're old-fashioned enough to want a clock-radio, I recommend this one!


Saturday, January 7, 2017

FOR THE NEW YEAR: HOLIDAY CRUD

So my guy and I have the crud. We used to get it every January or February. Sometimes twice in one winter. But we haven't had it in quite a long while. Maybe not since we moved down to the sunny coast. But the Tuesday after Christmas, one day after family left to go back north, my guy started feeling punk.

I sympathized and tried not to get within breathing distance. Alas, Friday morning I woke with it, too.

We soldiered on till finally this week, I called my doctor and he called his. His doctor's receptionist gave him an appointment to come in the next day. My doctor's receptionist said sympathetically: "Yes, lots of people have been having this. It usually lasts a couple of weeks, maybe three. No need to come in. There are some over-the-counter medications you can take that might help. Robitussin for coughing, Mucinex..." et cetera.

I panicked. "No need to come in? But I'm coughing like crazy and my head's running buckets."

"Do you have a fever?"

"Well...No."

"Does it hurt when you cough?"

"Uh, no..."

"Then you probably don't need to be seen." She paused. "Oh. Wait. I didn't realize how old you were. Maybe it's best you do come in."

I took the appointment for that afternoon gratefully and hung up. Then what she said hit me. Didn't realize how old I was? How OLD I was??? After a few minutes indignation, my better sense prevailed. What does it matter? At least I got in to see her. Even if it was because I'm old.

And the doctor did indeed find it necessary to give me an antibiotic, so I was justified in persisting on seeing her.

Hah!

Saturday, December 31, 2016

LOCAL CRIME REPORTS

Again, we have crazy criminals, dumb criminals, and unlucky criminals listed in the local paper!

Besides the usual arrests from traffic stops that turned up people with outstanding warrants, we also have a couple of offbeat items. Like a woman arrested for fighting with a man in a Waffle House. A Waffle House? Couldn't she wait till she got him home?

And then the two women who persuaded a man to take them home. But when he put them out, they decided they wanted to go somewhere else. He protested because he didn't want to be late for work. So one woman started hitting him and the other vandalized his car. The police, of course, took them away. But that didn't stop him being late for work, did it? 

The strangest one wasn't in the local crime blotter. It had its own front-page story in the newspaper. Seems this man saw a suspicious car in his neighborhood. He decided its driver was casing his house to rob it (!!!) so he got his gun, jumped into his car, and chased it down. After repeatedly motioning for the other driver to pull over, the second driver did. The armed man got out, waving his gun and terrifying the other driver. Luckily, several people had called the police and a level-headed cop talked him into putting down his gun.

Oh, did I mention the other driver was eighty-one years old and simply driving through the crazy nut's neighborhood on his way home? Yes, old people do drive slowly, but really!!!

Love the local paper!

Saturday, December 24, 2016

MERRY CHRISTMAS OR HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

My Christmas tree is not a pretty tree. In fact, I call it my artificial Charlie Brown tree because iff you look at it from a certain angle, you can see right through it. I prefer thick and bushy pines or cedars. But it's the idea of a yule tree that's important, right?



Another tradition is Opus. I've had him for years now, and he always drags out his antlers and ornaments to make me feel good.



Also, my Christmas clock! How I enjoy it as it chimes our a carol on the hour! (I do have to cut off the sound at night; my guy objects.)



These are some of my favorite things to look at as I listen to Christmas music. And in this season, I'm not particular what people say to me in passing. I may be used to "Merry Christmas" but I'm always glad to get a "Happy Hanukkah!" or "Happy Holidays!" as well. As long as the wisher is pleasant and smiling, I'm okay with whatever greeting I get. It's the thought that counts.

So here's wishing you Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Merry Kwanzaa, Happy Winter Solstice, and the ever-appropriate, Happy Holidays! May you all have an enjoyable respite from the daily grind and use the joy of the season to carry you through to the spring.

Saturday, December 17, 2016

LEMON TREE, VERY PRETTY, AND THE LEMON FLOWER IS SWEET

You probably remember this picture from a few weeks back. Our Meyer lemon tree we planted two years ago is about five feet tall now and looking good. We had lots of blooms but Hurricane Matthew blew through and we ended up with only a few as shown.




So we went to get one and suddenly we only had four lemons! Don't know if the squirrels have been making off with them or what but...


Anyway, I picked one and made a lemon icebox pie.


Fattening but ummmm good!



Saturday, December 10, 2016

THE LOCAL CRIME REPORT

Our local paper listed a few interesting crimes the past week besides the usual DUIs and rowdy behavior.

Police stopped a car suspected of containing drugs. Sounds like they weren't sure, but a K9 police dog took the initiative, searched the car, and did indeed find drugs. Give that dog a promotion! Maybe even put him in charge!

Police also saw a truck parked illegally outside a business. Inside, two men were up to something. Like ingesting drugs. So they got arrested, and police called the owner of the business.  I bet they told him to keep his doors locked!

A man lurking outside a residence prompted a call to police that he was wanted on an outstanding arrest warrant. When police arrived, that man was gone. But seems Alabama wanted another man at the residence so police took him in along with another guy trying to stop them (obstruction of officers). Guess the residents never heard the old saying about people in glass houses throwing stones!

Then we have a guy who'd been shot, showing up at the emergency room. Police questioned him but the article didn't say whether they found out how or why he got shot. Hmm. May have been embarrassed to confess the truth, that he was practicing quick draws and the gun went off. Or it fell out of his pocket and went off. Or he was putting it into his pocket and it went off. Or his dog stepped on the trigger and it went off. Or... I hate news that leaves you hanging!

Another item told about a couple in a car at the back of a park "making whoopee" -- wonder what that means! -- and police discovered the woman driver's license had been suspended. They gave the couple a warning citation and sent them home in a taxi. Maybe they should have sprung for a motel room.

And an item that wasn't in the local crime blotter because it happened just outside Atlanta: Attorneys for a psychiatrist accused of causing several patients to die from overdoses, petitioned the courts to relax his bond restrictions. Seems the psychiatrist wants to work while awaiting trial. ??? I don't think I'd want to go lie on his couch!


Saturday, December 3, 2016

NATIONAL MUSEUM OF THE MIGHTY EIGhTH AIR FORCE

We had a guest this past week and one day we went up to the Mighty Eighth Air Museum in Pooler, Georgia. I had no idea what the Mighty Eighth was, but discovered it comprised our European bombers in World War II. The force was activated at Savannah, Georgia, in January 1942 after Pearl Harbor. Within a few months, troops and bombers set up in English bases and began flying against the Germans. While bombers seem to have made up its main force in the beginning, fighters and support aircraft also came under its command before the war was over.

I knew there was an actual airplane on exhibit there--when we drove up we could see it-- but I had expected a little building with musty artifacts and pictures.

Was I surprised!

The building was huge. They must have worked hard to gather the donations to make such a museum possible. In this photo, you can see the back doors of the museum that let you out into a memorial garden with a reflection pond at its center.


The garden itself is quite large. There are walkways to the left and right, twining through the different markers and benches and statues carved with names of bomber planes and their crews. And over on one side is a replica of an English chapel.


Inside, many of its beautiful stained glass windows feature airmen. Like this one:



And not only were there airplanes outside on the grounds. Inside were more! These are an actual fighter and a training aircraft, restored and hanging in lofty splendor from the ceiling:



This B-17 "Flying Fortress" in the process of renovation, is named to honor the "City of Savannah" which was the name of the 5000th airplane processed through Hunter Air Field in Savannah during WWII.



Whew! And that isn't nearly all to be enjoyed in the museum. For instance, there are films.

One allows you to pretend you're inside a bomber going on a bombing run (the guide said bomber crew members tell him it's so lifelike as to be scary; only the sound of the bombs going off isn't authentic because the planes were too high to hear the blast).

Other sections are devoted to POWs, and the women pilots who ferried planes across the seas, and the Tuskegee airmen, and even the foreigners who risked execution to hide airmen shot down. My favorite part was a reproduction of the inside of a French farmhouse (including wooden floors) that might have harbored a downed airman.

There is also a diorama showing the layout of one of the many English bases where the bombers stayed. Oh, and did I mention the gun turret used in the filming of "Memphis Belle" is there? Great story as to how it got to the museum!

If you're around Pooler, Georgia--just off I-95 at Savannah--make time to see this wonderful place. It will remind you how proud we ought to be of our veterans and how our country once came together in almost perfect unity to battle evil.

Finally, one of the plaques inside held this quote from Franklin Delano Roosevelt, outlining his belief in a basic four freedoms:

"The first is freedom of speech and expression—everywhere in the world.
The second is freedom of every person to worship God in his own way—everywhere in the world.
The third is freedom from want—which, translated into world terms, means economic understandings which will secure to every nation a healthy peacetime life for its inhabitants—everywhere in the world.
The fourth is freedom from fear—which, translated into world terms, means a world-wide reduction of armaments to such a point and in such a thorough fashion that no nation will be in a position to commit an act of physical aggression against any neighbor—anywhere in the world."

His speech is still valid today, isn't it?

Great museum.