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“He didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.” ~Clarence Budington Kelland
“A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty.” ~Author Unknown
“My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.” – Jim Valvano
“A dad is someone who
wants to catch you before you fall
but instead picks you up,
brushes you off,
and lets you try again.
A dad is someone who
wants to keep you from making mistakes
but instead lets you find your own way,
even though his heart breaks in silence
when you get hurt.
A dad is someone who
holds you when you cry,
scolds you when you break the rules,
shines with pride when you succeed,
and has faith in you even when you fail…” ~ Unknown
This is my dad, Jim Wheaton. He and my mother gave me a happy childhood. While I was growing up, I didn’t realize how very special he was. I just loved him and tried to please him. I learned so much from him.
- He taught me not to let what others might consider a disability make any difference. (He had very little use of his left arm and hand.) When he met a man sitting on the sidewalk with a sign asking for handouts, holding up a hand like his own, my dad crouched down, looked him in the eye, held up his very similar hand, and said, “Get a job.”
- He taught me the value of looking for humor in a situation. He made the kids at school laugh so hard they quit making fun of him. He stood back, able to see a situation as if it were in a movie in front of him, and reached for the humor, rather that simply reacting. Right before he died, he wrote a note to us. It said, “Remember me laughing.”
- He taught me to never stop learning. He spent hours pouring over books on archaeology and geology – what he would have liked to do with his life. He was endlessly fascinated.
- He taught me the value of being different. He ran a one-man radio advertising agency in Tulsa, OK. He was given a lifetime achievement, Silver Addy award by the the Tulsa Chapter of the American Advertising Federation – “With admiration and respect for his unique contributions in advertising to Tulsa and all other markets.”
- He taught me the importance of showing up. He was my special guest speaker in a class for my master’s degree. (He was well-known in Tulsa, and people recognized his commercials on the radio.) I made a presentation showing how I would teach advertising techniques to students. He had the whole class laughing and fully engaged during his speech. As he finished, he said, “One of the nice things about speaking to a group like this is being able to tell you how proud I am to be the father of my daughter, Linda Lewis.” The class made a collective gasp, as I had just introduced him as “Jim Wheaton – Tulsa’s 2nd worst radio voice” (his self-designation). Needless to say, this is something I will never forget. I still tear up.
If you can enjoy your dad today, let him know how very special he is to you. Give him a HUGE hug and big kiss. Start making EVERY day Fathers Day.
My husband and I finally got all the repairs done on our irrigation system, so our tomato plants are getting watered every day now, rather than having to depend on the rain or my remembering to water them with the hose. I still have some pruning to do, but mostly, the plants seem healthy. We have bright yellow blossoms and some tiny green tomatoes now.
We had about three weeks where we had a LOT of rain and then sunshine, so we have a LOT of greenery this year. I’m hoping that we will actually have a tomato crop, rather than just giant plants.
I’ve been concentrating on weed whacking and murdering weeds around the civilized part of our yard, so now I’m behind on weeding our veggie garden. The yellow crookneck squash and zucchini plants seem to be doing well so far.
I will try to get caught up on the weeding in the planter boxes this weekend.
I’m hoping that the plants will have plenty of room to send vines in all directions and will make lots of produce. I plan to spiralize them and divide them into portions and freeze them for when I am using them as a substitute for pasta on my keto eating plan.
Lunch Bunch was rained out yesterday. :0( It got really dark and rained heavily right when we would have been ordering and trying to eat at a picnic table in the parking lot of the restaurant. I was disappointed because I wanted to see my friends, plus take them some fresh lettuce from my garden.
Later in the afternoon, things got serious. It rained and hailed, we had gusty winds, harder rain, lightning, thunder, and flying hairballs. The weather alert went nuts, saying we were under a tornado warning and to take shelter now! (Of course, my husband just scoffed and ignored the whole thing.) I finally sat down in my chair, thinking if we were going to get hit, I wanted to be with him. Luckily, the bad weather passed, after raining a lot of the night.
I haven’t found any damage so far. I will go out to the garden later and see what’s what out there. We are having a lovely day so far today. We are planning to try to cook outside this evening in celebration, for we are due for more heavy rain tomorrow and Monday.
I hope that YOU are safe and well, and that Mother Nature will treat you well today and the rest of the holiday weekend.
This is the veggie garden of an extremely happy, spoiled woman.
We live on top of a ridge line and had to have some soil trucked up here in order to have grass around the house. You cannot dig a hole anywhere without immediately hitting rock. We made 14 brick planters around the house in order to be able to plant flowers and bushes. Several years ago, I found the book Square Foot Gardening by Mel Batholomew. We cleared a spot, used some lumber to make two rectangles on the ground which was covered by black weed resisting plastic and filled the plot with Mel’s Mix. (peat moss, vermiculite, and 3 kinds of compost). This got around the fact that we had no soil, but it was still hard on me because, other than being older than dirt, I don’t enjoy bending over double for long periods of time or getting up and down from the ground.
Then we read about RAISED BED square foot gardens. My husband can figure out how to do most anything, so we decided we would build some for ourselves. We ended up welding 6 ‘table-like’ structures where the wooden boxes could ‘sit.’ The boxes are 4 feet square and 8 inches high with bottoms that have plastic on them. We included drain holes so that excess water can get out. We made it so they aren’t just ‘raised,’ they are my chest height so I can just walk up to a box and weed, plant, harvest, add more soil, whatever.
You can see the wire we strung to demarcate the ‘squares.’ I am spreading things WAY out this year because the plants seem to grow together too closely if I don’t.
We built an irrigation system that is on a timer so I don’t have to remember to water or get out there with a hose.
We put a fence around the garden to keep critters out, such as deer. I will add some glow in the dark tape around so that the deer don’t run into the fence. We also put chicken wire around the bottom for smaller critters.
I have a wonderful set-up on trying to grow veggies. I am truly spoiled. I hope I can keep the sweet plants alive during the nights where we get down to freezing!
This is a picture of our raised-bed square foot garden. You can see three of the six wooden box planters. These are each mounted on a metal support we made, making them about at my chest level. They have one irrigation system with an automatic control. Each box has a sprinkler mounted in the center.
This is a close-up of the mulch I spread to try to keep the weeds at bay. We put down a fabric barrier and covered that with wood chips, but that was about three years ago. The weeds were growing up wherever they wanted. I sprayed them with KilzAll weed killer, then actually weeded the ones that were sticking up, and then I spread 16 large bags of cedar blend mulch. I will keep a close eye out for weeds growing up through this.
At this point, with the suddenly warm weather, the lettuce and broccoli are finished for the spring. Maybe I can get some seeds started for a fall crop. The spinach plants – seeds sowed directly in the garden as a last ditch effort – are still alive, but aren’t thriving. Something is eating the leaves and I really think the temperature is too hot at this point.
Here is what I have now –
Tomato plants in the long planter
Tomato Plants in the nook planter between the back of the house and the screened porch
Red sweet onions
Plans are to start more celery and more radishes in time. Unless we see something locally we want to plant, this will be it for the spring and summer garden.
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Our cat, Abby
Sehnaz Bac with Rodica Racu via Art Fans via Sherry Dellaria McGrath
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*Disclaimer: Some of these photos are taken by the people given credit here. These people, as I do, love to display the work of talented photographers who may, or may not, have listed their names.
This isn’t a picture of US at Lunch Bunch, but I chose it because it kind of shows you we’ve been through everything together over the years.
The core bunch is Kay, Linda and me. My husband became an honorary member several years ago and he now enjoys being spoiled by all three of us, plus others who join us from time to time. He refers to us as his “harem.” We allow him to make snide comments as long as he mostly concentrates on eating while we visit. :0)
Today was our annual Christmas gift exchange. We get nice things for each other and it’s very enjoyable, but it’s not the gifts – it’s the FEELINGS that go with them – the showing each other we care – that are the true gifts.
Every Friday we catch up on what’s happening. Sometimes we have things to celebrate. Sometimes we have sad news. Over the space of some 30 years there is little we haven’t shared. Having good friends is beyond price and something for which I am truly grateful.
As usual, I found a bunch of things I didn’t know I had. I threw out a bunch of stuff, relocated other things, then cleaned up the rest. I also cleaned out the basket above and to the right of this that holds the cleaners I use on a daily basis.
I found a mystery ‘thingie’ that neither my husband nor I had a clue what it was, so I pitched it. I had bought supplies I didn’t need because things were such a mess. I now have a bin in the pantry that holds replenishment for the things we use most often.
Now I’m going to go put my feet up for a while – drinking coffee, reading more of my current book, and patting myself on the head before I dig in again on processing our DVD collection.
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I seem to have a brief window where I can actually communicate a bit!
I hope all of you are doing well. We’re doing fine, except for me tearing my hair out that I can’t do my normal stuff on my computer. I have to admit I’m getting more cleaning done, since I can’t access the Internet most of the time.
My husband ordered a card that we HOPE will solve my problem. Otherwise, you may be able to hear me complaining from here!
Only have flashes of intermittent Internet. Part coming that we HOPE will fix me tomorrow. Until then, I’m having withdrawal about not being able to write on my blog. Hope everyone is well.
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It will probably be next week before I post anything much. My computer suddenly crashed yesterday. My husband – computer guru that he is – did everything he knew how to do – which is considerable – but we ended up taking it to Best Buy to see if they can resurrect it.
He doesn’t think they will be able to, so in the meantime, he’s ordered a motherboard for a spare computer we might be able to get going.
Meanwhile, we got the laptop we had in the shop for our metal critters and have set it up. We attached my good keyboard to it, so I’m not going nuts trying to type on the laptop’s keyboard. It took us all the rest of the day yesterday and evening to get the Windows updates on the laptop, and email going. This morning my husband got our password safe to work so I could get on HERE.
I don’t have access to much, and I had to change screens over and over to enter my username and password here, so I’ll reach out when I can.
Meanwhile, I hope you have a wonderful rest of the week!
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I’m having a lot of fun adding to the tracings in my sketch book in preparation for practicing trying to add fur or feathers to drawings. I wasn’t sure I would use the new 4LED Tracing board I got enough to warrant the purchase, but I’m really enjoying being able to plug it into my computer in the office where I can work on stuff and not ‘lose myself’ upstairs. We can go shopping in the middle of a tracing, or I can stop when I’m working on transferring the tracing to the sketchbook. I can do things I need to do and have fun at the same time. :0)
“Shadows” – Paul Militaru Photography
The Master Shift via Bethany Kerr
I feel as if I woke up on a different planet this morning. It’s 73 degrees F. and raining! Ahhhhh! A beautiful beginning to August. A much-appreciated gift from Mother Nature. You can hear all the plants saying, “Ahhhhh!” as you walk around outside.
Looking at the forecast, it looks as though I’ll need to reschedule my planned spraying of weed killer until further notice, since the bottle says to do it on a calm day where there will be no rain for at least 24 hours. I couldn’t be happier about the reason for the delay.
I hope you’re getting some welcome relief from the summer’s heat today.
I got my newest fish from Petco last Sunday. So far, everyone seems healthy.
When I lost my last fish, I emptied everything out of the bowl, treating the bowl itself with hot water and bleach, and the decorations with hot water and vinegar. Then I used aged water to fill up the bowl. I have no clue why I lost the last ones. I got them from WalMart and I’m beginning to think maybe the fish in that one tank weren’t as healthy as I had hoped. It was either that, or the environment I was providing, so I decided to get everything super clean and then get the fish elsewhere.
I got four small goldfish. They were really swimming fast in the tank at Petco, and even the guy who worked in that department all the time had trouble catching them with his net. I haven’t named them, but they are so much alike that it’s hard – if not impossible – to tell them apart. One may have a little more red that the others.
I’m keeping two gallons of aged water ready for each cleaning now, rather than using water from the tap and putting in the treatment stuff. I’m holding my breath and keeping all appendages crossed that the combination of the new source for the fish and my intense cleaning of everything will do the trick this time.
They are really reacting to my voice when I feed them. They start swimming really fast in anticipation of the food being sprinkled in. :0)
Nino Chakvetadze via Zen to Zany via Cathy Ruggiero
We have found – as we age – we have trouble remembering stuff. Sometimes we’re trying to remember when something happened, when we bought something, how old something is, what brand of ____ did we buy?
My husband came up with an idea that has helped us MANY, MANY times. He started a spreadsheet on the computer several years ago (maybe 15 or 20 now). When he thinks something is important, or he just wants to remember it – he goes to the spreadsheet he creatively named, “Log” :0) and types in the date and what he wanted to remember. Since it’s in spreadsheet form, it’s searchable.
For example, he wanted to know when I had my cataract surgery this morning. I had no clue, other than it was several years ago. He went to the log, typed in ‘cataracts’ and came up with September of 2012 in less time than I can type this. That got us on a discussion of other surgeries, and he could give me dates for each.
Rarely we get in a fight with someone who wants to charge us for something we didn’t order, or say we didn’t return something, or similar financial thing. It goes on the log, too. This has helped us MANY times. We can come up with the name of the person who told us – for example – my husband didn’t have to go up on our two-story roof to uninstall the dish so that it could be returned. When they wrote us they were going to charge us $99.00 next month because we hadn’t returned that part, we came up with the name of the person and a copy of the email that told us we didn’t have to.
Sometimes we want to know the name of the new rose-bush we planted. It’s in the log – what the name of it is and when we planted it. (The newest rose-bush is called “Sedona”)
You’d think it would take a long time to do this. It really doesn’t. And it’s a lifesaver for us.
(I’m on the left. My husband is on the right.)
We’re having a wonderful, quiet Christmas Day. We’re hoping that our son will call from Thailand some time today. That will make it perfect.
I cooked our big dinner last night – turkey breast, mashed potatoes with gravy, deviled eggs, and jellied cranberry sauce. It scared me when I started to cook the turkey breast, though, because it was labeled, “Cajun Style.” I thought, “Uh – Oh!” We can’t handle ‘hot,’ or really spicy. Happily enough, it was delicious!
We’ll have turkey sandwiches today, and some more cranberry sauce, since it’ll be a year before we’ll enjoy that much sugar again.
As always, I put up the Christmas cards we received, hanging them up on our stair uprights, interspersed with some wooden snowflakes I painted. It makes me feel surrounded by good friends and family for the holidays. Soon I’ll take them down, reread the notes, and write again to those who sent us news to which I want to respond. A happy time of the year!
I hope you’re having a wonderful celebration, surrounded by family and friends, eating good food, laughing and catching up.
May 2017 be a wonderful year for you!
This man gave the shoes off his feet to a homeless girl
Man missed his train helping a lady with her bags.
Motorcyclist helped man cross the street.
Manarola, Cinqueterretown, Italy via campingbellavista via email from Marsha Koenig
Thanks to email from Marsha Koenig