I Did It!

Do you remember this meme?  My sister, Clara, started it on her blog, which is no longer available online.  I loved this opportunity to share accomplishments and victories with fellow bloggers.  I’ve wanted to see this revived and so I asked Clara if it would be okay to bring it back.  With no hesitation, she gave me her blessing to do that.

For that reason, I have started a new blogger blog to support “I Did It! – Monday.”  You can get there by clicking on the banner.  I invite you to join me on Mondays–or later in the week if that works better for you–and leave a link to you post on the IDIM blog.  And please tell your friends.  Thanks–a lot!

Sylvia’s Big Project

The impetus to launch IDIM this week came from Sylvia.  When she found out that her dad would not be home last Tuesday, she realized she had Monday and Tuesday open.  That didn’t last long.  Monday morning while I was making my usual online rounds, I realized that she was doing something in the bathroom next to the office.  The “cottage cheese” or “popcorn” ceiling was about to be removed.  I helped with removing lighting fixtures.  Then I got out of the way.  (I can be very good about things like that.)  When the day was ended, two bathrooms had smooth ceilings.

Come Tuesday, Sylvia sanded the ceilings, wiped them clean and painted.  Tuesday ended with fresh paint on the ceilings.  Sylvia was very tired, but had a huge smile on her face. 😀

I replaced lighting fixtures on Wednesday and Sylvia did some cleanup.  It’s done!  All I can say is, “Well done Honey!”  Oh, “And thanks.” :up:

Paternal Grandfather

Family Friday returns to Secondary Roads.  I have told you about my siblings, Sylvia and her siblings and our parents.

Today, I want to tell you the little bit I know about my my paternal grandfather, Frank LeRoy Hutchinson.  Grandpa Frank was born May 19, 1887 in Vassar Township of Tuscola County, Michigan.  Between 1900 and 1910 his parents moved to Pioneer Township in Missaukee County.  It was there he met my paternal grandmother.  They were married on November 3, 1913 in Lake City, Michigan.

The two met because her folks were bee keepers and his folks wanted to get into that business.  Grandma told us of how he would come courting on his big white horse.  “That was such a beautiful animal, I really loved that impressive creature” she would recall.  She also added, “Sometimes he had trouble catching the horse, so he’d walk two hours to visit me.  He always did have his ‘queers’.”

From the photo album

My dad, center rear, shown with some siblings and Grandpa Frank who encourages an uncooperative dog to pose

Great grandpa Elmer, me, Grandpa Frank and Dad – 1940

Grandpa Frank, the hunter, prepares to get some meat for the table in 1942

I didn’t know my paternal grandfather very well.  I started kindergarten as WWII was ending.  Shortly after that, these grandparents moved a couple of hundred miles away.  Nevertheless, we would visit them a few times each year.

Grandpa Frank passed away in July of 1975 at age 88.  Sylvia and I were living in Ecuador, South America at the time.

What about your family?  I invite you to share family stories be they humorous anecdotes, fables, foibles or history.  I’ll be doing that regularly on Fridays again and invite you to leave a link to your Family  Friday post.  Use the linky that follows


Research Provides Insight and Understanding

Ever walk into a room with some purpose in mind, only to completely forget what that purpose was?

Turns out, doors themselves are to blame for these strange memory lapses.

Psychologists at the University of Notre Dame have discovered that passing through a doorway triggers what’s known as an event boundary in the mind, separating one set of thoughts and memories from the next.

Your brain files away the thoughts you had in the previous room and prepares a blank slate for the new locale.

It’s not aging, it’s the door! Thank goodness for studies like this.

Frosty Morning

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Story Time

On the same day that I saw the yellow dandelion near my back door, I saw this more typical scene.  It was in our flower garden.

I think milkweed is beautiful.  How about you?

Last night I was remembering how I used to tease my sons when they were youngsters.  (No longer true.  One of them is retired already.  How can that be?)

They would say, “Dad, tell us a story.”  Sometimes my response was this ditty that I learned from my Dad:

I’ll tell you a story about old Mother Morey,
And now my story’s begun.
I’ll tell you another about her brother,
And now my story is done.

As you might expect, they didn’t appreciate that response.  I would then proceed to tell them a story.  I miss those days on the one hand.  Yet, on the other hand, I’m glad to see that they are grown and have done well with their respective lives.

I had them memorize verses from the Proverbs back then.  One my favorites was this one, “A wise son makes his father glad.”  True 3,000 years ago when it was penned.  And still true today.

My sons have made me glad.  Almost as much as their mother has.

The Answer Revealed

On Friday, I posted an extreme closeup of an object.  I had captured that image earlier last week.  This is that image:

Not surprising that many of you guessed flower petals.  These included Black-eyed Susan, Chrysanthemum and Mum.  Another had offered the generic version: “flower petals.”

Well my friends, you were all on the right track.  I’m going to call this one, “Close, but no cigar.”  I called my sister, Clara, on Friday with a question.  She answered the phone by saying, “What excellent timing.  I was just looking at your blog and trying to figure out what that image is.  I first thought it was a dandelion, but realized it was the wrong time of year.  Tell me, please, what is it?”

Could it be a dandelion blossoming in November?  Yes, it could and is!

Just outside our back door is a south-facing, sheltered area.  I was surprised last week to see this dandy in bloom.  It became the inspiration for this little game.

The Winner

I’ll have to declare everyone who left a comment  as a winner.  Those really were good guesses.  Each of you is a winner in my eyes.  Congrats!  And thanks.

Wild Weekend

Great NASCAR action from Phoenix over the weekend.  Both the truck and Nationwide series races were action packed.  The way these things usually go, I expected the next-to-last Sprint Cup race for this year to be dull.  It wasn’t!

Wrecks and retaliation played big in the action.  Oil on the track during the final lap saw some crossing the finish line sideways, backwards or spinning.

The big drama going into Sunday’s race focused on the championship chase.  Jimmie Johnson had a seven-point lead on Brad Keselowski who, two weeks earlier, had had a seven-point lead on Johnson.  Misfortune overtook the 48 team as Jimmie lost a tire and hit the wall.  Hard.  Brad brought the number 2 through the final carnage with a battered car, a sixth place finish and a 20-point lead in the standings.

Next Sunday wraps this year’s racing.  The contest at Miami/Homestead will decide this year’s champion.

You know what I’ll be doing next Sunday afternoon?  That’s right!

What Is This?

We haven’t played this game for quite a while.  Here’s how it works: 1. I show you an image.  2. You try to guess what it is.  3. The first correct answer wins.  Okay?

Here’s the image:

Here’s a hint.  This extreme closeup was taken earlier this week. :thinker:

Good luck on this one.  I’ll share the correct answer and announce the winner on Monday. :smart:

Have a great weekend.  I’ll see you next week.

Timely Aphorisms

An aphorism is a concise statement of principle or of truth.  I received the following list of aphorisms from my friend, Roy.  They seem particularly timely to me today.  What do you think? :think:

  • It’s not whether you win or lose, but how you place the blame.
  • We have enough “youth.  How about a fountain of “smart”?
  • A Fool and his money can throw one heck of a party
  • Money isn’t everything, but it sure keeps the kids in touch.
  • Don’t Drink and Drive You might hit a bump and spill something.
  • If at first you don’t succeed skydiving is not for you
  • We are born naked, wet and hungry.  Then things get worse.
  • Red meat is not bad for you Fuzzy green meat is bad for you.
  • Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
  • “You know why a banana is like a politician?”
    “He comes in and first he is green, then he turns yellow and then he’s rotten.”
  • “I think Congressmen should wear uniforms, you know, like NASCAR drivers, so we could identify their corporate sponsors.”
  • The reason Politicians try so hard to get re-elected is that they would ‘hate’ to have to make a living under the laws they’ve passed.

Try to keep that smile on your face as you interact with others today. :gum: