Senior Golden Sneakers
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hello dearest sneakers! Today will be a busy one. Our Colombian guest will come on Sunday. She is lovely and she somehow understands and communicates. Our son’s Spanish is amazing. The Columbian spanish is different from Spanish spoken other places. It is more like what is spoken in Spain. Different from Mexican or Guatemala etc. of course John and I are going to be lost! Listening to them communicate, I see a whole different personality in our son. He seems so comfortable speaking this dialect, well it is hard to explain.
Anne: I understand how your son is feeling about another birthday. Our son is the same! The thing that helps him is his group of sailing friends. They are all ages and they all feel full of life and fun. They do not tolerate ageism in any way.
I feel that way SOME of the time. I do need more fun. I get bogged down in chores and depressing activities like washing clothes and mending. Since John is my soul mate and we found each other as children, we do well as companions. We each have interesting and irritating habits however.
Jackie: your dad was movie star handsome. He was elegant even while fishing. John looks considerable less elegant when he goes fishing!
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Jilly had her bath and she's all soft and cuddly.
Dorio came half hour early with the lamb and Jilly had a chop for lunch to herself - minus bone.
We had Michael, Mark and Mary Jo over for Michael's birthday. Jilly was very happy. We had a birthday lunch because Mike is having dinner with his friends. They range in age from 48 - 66 PATSY just like your son, but some of his aren't sailing buddies, they date from his army days.
And now she is sleeping it all off and no doubt dreaming of Dorio, Michael, Mark, Mary Jo and lamb chops.
Michael brought her a fox doll.
And this post is all about one spoilt little dog.
Sorry!
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Lin: Oh I forgot to mention this. I believe that I may have recommended Poshmark to you for selling unneeded items. They are really a great site. You develop your own catalog of items and set your own price. They receive payment and then send you your payment minus their commission. They take care of mailing labels and postage. You print off the label, drop by the post office with package and you are done. Currently they have started antique, houseware and collectibles sales. I think it is a great place to buy and sell. Just thought you might check it out since you are getting discouraged with your current marketplace.
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I had nightmares regarding what I had entered in last night's posts, dreaming (?) I had posted 4 short ones in a row, all sounding a bit demented, so when I logged on today I was very relieved to find they were not as garbled as I recalled, and only 2 posts were present! As I age, my thought processes worry me!
SANDY, I love that you are able to deal with the Babe problem without making yourself feel guilty or victimized! Women have been trained throughout history to feel responsible for men's mistakes!
LIN, unless you enjoy selling off these items, perhaps donating them is the best way to handle them. I was surprised to discover how much the Salvation Army refused when we last downsized! Remember the old saying "One person's treasures are another...Blah, Blah Blah"?
JACKIE, what handsome genes you carry. Were you ever close to one another? My dear Judy and Gerald are now in Spain, and I wondered if you might take one of your lovely photos when they visit you in about a month! It would mean so much to me!
ANNE, a belated Happy Birthday to your Michael! What a wonderful gift his life as been!
PATSY, cherishing your dear relationship as you do, I feel your respect for the differences as well as the nurturing of your similarities has truly paid off! I wish the same for your son, whether or not something special develops.
Well, here I am, much later than I hoped, but oddly feeling most peaceful! Good night.....
Buzz
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We have relatively mild temperatures but some threatening clouds drifting over too. The moors have been strolled and I'm now planning some serious gardening with the thought that if it should rain I can duck into the greenhouse and sort out rubbish to go from there.
My dad would have smiled at the thought of having movie star looks although I thought him quite dashing when I was younger as he wore neat trousers and a shirt even when gardening. Occasionally if a warm day, his tie would be removed!! He was a man who struggled to show his true feelings but looking back I can see several occasions when he would have been hurt badly and of course fighting during WWII in what is now referred to the Forgotten War in the far east PTS would have had lots to do with his moods and depression. I tried hard to have a close relationship with him Buzz but was always pushed away. Of course now older and wiser wouldn't I love the opportunity to try again but life is full of regrets isn't it.
Happy Saturday everyone. I must get on with constructive activities before time slips away.
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JACKIE, your dad loved you. I know my dad loved me and yet I only recall him kissing me once and that was 62 years ago today when we left home together and headed for the church. Men just didn't show their feelings in the past, at least most British men didn't, and yet he showed his love for me in the toys he made for me and the way he defended me when I was bullied. I in return loved him dearly, was so proud of my big handsome dad and miss him so much.
Here we are in 1936 and then in the fifties.
Let's celebrate our dads.
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Thought You gals might like to see how Hobbes the little kitten has grown into a giant puss or lynx?
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Good morning, what amazing photos!!
Jackie, your father was a handsome fellow and quite elegantly dressed for a day of fishing. Wow. My dad wore outdoor work clothes and a sun hat. Really amazing difference between them. I brought home two of my dad’s rods and reels and his tackle box. Have rifled through the box. The reels are apparently not anything people want these days, they are closed reels and apparently the thing is to have open reels. My dad did love to go fishing. One of his life’s highlights was winning a fishing trip to Canada from one of the insurance companies he wrote business with. So many of his buddies went as well. A fly-in trip with native guide and shore cooking. He adored it. Something that made him very happy.
Anne, your dad is also a handsome gentleman. He did not age much between the two photos while you were a cute little girl who grew into a stunning woman. Thanks for sharing those photos. Now the cat, good Lord, he is huge now!
Patsy, thanks for the suggestion but I am just through with this for now. Maybe I will get my steam back again next spring. I certainly have learned a lot in trying to sell ‘stuff’. Enjoy your visitor by the way.
Sandy, all weekend at the farm?
Buzz, glad you are okay. That storm has persisted much too long. The photos from the Bahamas just make me so upset for those people. Horrendous.
I am leaving in a few minutes. I am spending the day at the library with the papercrafters. I don’t think there will be many people there today given the abundance of football games and festivals and events. Should be fun. I hope to finish the little water color bits today.
Hugs my friends.
Lin 🙋🏼♀️
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Happy Saturday!
I am home from the farm where we had a wonderful time. We gambled, went to dinner and gambled some more. I unfortunately didn't win but it sure took my mind off of Thursday. Then this morning Babe called me to tell me that after I left the hospital Phil came in like a maniac screaming and yelling at Babe about how much he hates me and that I said he should stay home and get some sleep and I would spend the night. That was not true but they fought and three nurses came in thinking there were fist fighting. He said once home Phil badgered him again and told him if he saw Babe talking to me on the phone he would rip the phone out of his hands and break it. I told Babe that Phil should be arrested for elder abuse but of course he won't do that. I really feel bad for Babe but Phil scares me and is so psycho I fear for Babe and truthfully myself. Babe said not to get upset if I don't hear from him so once again Phil is in control. I am glad I am going out of town Monday-Friday.
On a more cheery note I had to take these pictures of my friends chickens and of course thought of Jackie and ner new chicks.
I am going to go to mass today so I can stay home tomorrow to wash clothes and pack for my trip. Don't worry about me, I am fine just venting to let you know how crazy his son really is.
Sandy
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SANDY, I think you should stay well clear of Babe and his family. I know you feel sorry for Babe but at this point YOUR safety comes first. I Don't want to dwell on my past because it is past, but just to say that once my ex who I also loved very much showed signs of violence towards me, controlled himself, and said he didn't think he should come to the house again, I agreed. At that point he frightened me so much I gave up on him, put 600 miles between us, forgot marriage vows and never spent time alone with him again, please do the same and don't let priests or do gooders convince you otherwise.
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Wow, these photos evoke many memories, JACKIE and ANNE. Excellent inherited genes, it appears! LIN, we heard about your Dad's last year; have you a picture of the man you took such good care of?
I wonder if I can find one of my Dad?
Actually, this is my Mother (4 ft 10 inches!) and my Dad (died at 69!)) perhaps at a wedding? They met horseback riding and she said she took one look at the new young man and fell in love! Neither approved of my 1st husband, but were very supportive once we married! They were right, of course, as there was a mental problem with his mother (my 1st Mother-in-Law) whom we learned later was paranoid schizophrenic! It did not help that he (my 1st husband) was among the 1st soldiers entering the hideous holocaust camps when Germany fell! I believe he never recovered, despite PTSD not being discovered that soon. I was married to him ( and feeling totally inadequate about his mental state!) for 27 years! Back then, divorce did not happen in "nice" families!!!!!
Approaching dinnertime and I have not attempted to apply makeup today since I received a Vitamin K/Arnica Bruise cream I am hoping will get rid of my black and blue bruises on my cheeks. They just don't go away! If anyone has better suggestions I'd appreciate hearing!
ANNE, that's a beautiful picture of Hobbes! A Lynx? Oh my! Buzz
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How awful Sandy, Phil's a real Jekyll and Hyde isn't he so perhaps best to stay right away from now on even though that's exactly what he's wanting in his controlling way. Babe has to understand you shouldn't have to be involved anymore. Sounds like great fun at the farm and thanks for the photos of the beautiful chooks, especially the funny one with a mop head! 😁
I love your photos too Anne. Your dad looks so proud of you in both pictures and look at you, so slim on your wedding day. Hobbes is a gorgeous boy, a real tiger!
Lin, was the library fun? Lots of chatting and crafting I hope.
My feet are up and I'm half watching a thriller movie called Split although not sure I can cope with the rather creepy story! Perhaps I'll read instead.
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Beautiful Pictures, handsome fathers, beautiful mother and beautiful daughter.
Thank you ladies and I am going to try to take your advice and stop contact with Babe. I am sure he will find a way to call me but I will not call him or reach out to him. I just hope he finds a way to continue mailing my check to me. I should have been smarter and divorced him 7 years ago but now it is too late and I would lose money. And I still do love him. Our anniversary is the 14th and I have a card but I am not going to mail it. He never received my birthday card which tells me someone threw it away. I will survive because I am a survivor.
And here is a picture of my mom and dad and my moms brother is on the right. 1943.
Love you girls!!
Sandy
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My dad died at 68 BUZZ. I was 35 and three years later I was in Canada. If my dad hadn't died I wouldn't have been.
This was so wonderful seeing everyone's dads. Thank you so much ladies.
SANDY, if you can keep it up I am so proud of you. You WILL survive! Hey if I survived with a 12 and 15 year old and a cat and dog in Quebec and no French, hence job limitations you most certainly can in your own country. It sure beats coming to harm which I avoided moving 600 miles away to Ontario. Yes, I was getting frightened of him. Just a postscript, my ex said he had tried to model himself on my popular dad during our years in England, but once dad died and we moved 3000 miles from home he said he was going to become his REAL self. Talk about culture shock! His mom, who I was very fond of also died soon after and his sisters who I get on with said he was the cause. It was like a personality change.
Michael also had a disastrous marriage and has remained separated for 7 years but this year he is about to start divorce proceedings and so have a clean break although he will continue to support his wife because she has mental problems. He like me, his mom, married far too young at 20. His wife was 28 and Mark and I could see beyond the facade she presented, but of course you don't listen to moms and kid brothers at 20!
Good luck anyway SANDY; whatever you decide to do, but please keep out of that sons way.
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Great Scott! When I hear how much you sneakers have gone through, I am so impressed at your strength and determination. Having anyone threaten me, especially my significant other, would completely upend me. I have would have no skill or plan in order to stay safe.
Sandy: is this behaviorof Phil’s related to drug and alcohol abuse? Or does he have a mental problem? Is it ever okay for you to call the police to ensure Babe is safe? What a horrible situation. Leaving seems like a sensible idea. However, I know you must feel frightened for Babe.
Anne: your wedding picture was so lovely. How could things have gone so badly? Even if it was a photo, I could feel the love and pride that your dad felt for you. What came out of that marriage was a self sufficient, strong woman who raised two wonderful young men all by herself.
Jackie: when I come across my dad’s fishing photos, you will fall over laughing at the fishing gear my dad wore while fishing in Alaska. Oh Baby! That was a fright just to see the guys proudly showing their catch.
John had some work done on the Honda and the machanic found a dead mouse in the engine. Yuck!
This is the time of year they all want to move into the house with us. Mice, squirrels, raccoons, bats, and little green garden snakes! The deer are eating the crabapples. Our brown bear drops by in the morning to eat his apple breakfast as well. I love wildlife....at a distance.
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FYI.....my dad died at 62, my mom at 77.0
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SANDY, especially since nurses were aware of the relationship between BABE and his lunatic son, this might be the time to ask for professional help in keeping Phil away from either one of you! During one of his insane rages, he could be capable of unimaginable harm to either or both of you! I sure wish Babe would agree to seeing a therapist who might help him see the light!
Talk of movie actor good looks, many a lady would swoon at your Dad's determined jaw! Your folks would have adored your grandchildren!
Here comes the thunder and lightening, so WOW! I'm off! Buzz 0 -
I'm loving all these photos. Your parents look so glamorous Buzz and wonderful that they supported you in spite of disapproving of your first husband but back then there weren't many options were there.
Wow Sandy your boys are the spitting image of their grandfather, such a handsome man. As for Phil's behaviour it did cross my mind when reading of your awful experience with him in the week that Babe needs protection supplied by the authorities but of course I have no idea where in America you go for such help.
It seems we all have amazing genes although I was lead to believe I am very much like my paternal grandmother, standing next to my dad, certainly in personality. I never got to know her because she died of cancer at the age of 54 soon after this photo was taken. The man on the right was the brother of my maternal grandfather who died of menangitis when mum was just 18 months old.
This rather faded photo is my favourite of me with partner John circa 1974 that I lost to cancer. Not the best pose but that's exactly how he was!
Patsy, I can't wait for you to dig out a photo of your dad fishing. Casual wasn't something my dad ever understood, no doubt his strict military experiences! Is today you get to meet your son's friend? Have fun if it is.
My first job today is to scrub the carpet yet again as Betty seems to be slipping backwards. The last thing I want to do is reintroduce a puppy pad but if this continues I think I'll have to for my own sanity!
Happy Sunday everyone. Jackie
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JACKIE, what a beautiful photo of you and John and I can't tell you how very very sad I feel that you lost each other to that dreadful disease. Your parents, such a handsome couple and each and every one of us come from good looking parents. It's been a tearful trip down memory lane for us all, but such a happy trip at the same time and these beloved people live on in our memory. I'm glad we've celebrated them.
PATSY my dad was all scrubbed up for those photos. Most of the time he was a total disaster fashion wise, out in the allotments with his mates, tinkering with clocks and things in his shed, mucking out the animals, covered in oil from the bike shop, he was not a happy suit and tie guy. Favourite gear, old gaberdine trousers and a plaid flannel shirt. We used to tell him he would have fitted in as a gold miner in the Klondike. Which reminds me:
I can't wait to see your dad out fishing with his mates in Alaska!
Well time to wipe the eyes and eat my porridge.
Back to the here and now, dogs to walk, chickens to feed, Phil's to avoid, clothes to pack, cards to construct, decks to mend, bears to avoid, weeds to yank out, we sure are very busy and active Sneakers!
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Once upon a time. Here's me in 1978 with my beloved Jenny a year after divorcing. Outside the Quebec house, the last house I thought I joint owned. Anne.
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Oh my goodness. Amazing photos continue!! Maybe this afternoon I can dig through and find a few photos. Beautiful people and many memories associated with them. Many thanks. I do not know what to say, each of you and your loved ones are just gorgeous. Not a bad photo of anyone. Jackie, you and your partner are adorable. John has that rugged casual outdoorsy look. And look at you. Outstanding.
I did have a nice time at the library yesterday. Finally finished the bits of water coloring while chattering at fairly high speed. And listening as well. 😂😂 Got everything unpacked again and now ready to start running all the little water color bits through the die cut machine. That is going to take quite a bit of time as well. Don’t want to misalign and ruin the work. Must also shift gears again, need birthday cards and a wedding shower card as well. Not lots of time to think and plan. Must act!
Today is church day, they are starting at 8am for a breakfast. I thought I might go just to have some coffee and conversation but I think I will pass. Regular Sunday school and church service follow. Then back this evening for Bible trivia and snacks. Again, I hope to hide. I do not want to be on a team. Argh!
Must move along.
Much love.
Hugs.
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All is back to normal. My brave dog alerted me. Intruder! I gallop down the drive to find a man in my Apple tree pinching my apples. "Do you mind" asks this Asian gentleman, "I snack on them at work". No I tell him I don't mind, after all I can't eat them all myself, but would he mind waiting until they turn red. At which point he pedalled madly off on his bike clutching a grocery bag of green apples.
Life's going to be awfully dull if I leave this neighbourhood.
What's worse PATSY, brown bears or Asian gentlemen? Lol.
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Happy Sunday!! Laundry is going, arrangements made to get driven to the train station so all that is left is a video call with my kids and packing. Life goes on.
Anne, you look the same in your profile picture as you do in that beautiful picture of yourself in 1978. And your Jenny is also beautiful. Your apple story reminded me of Saturday when my friend took me to his apple tree to give to the horses. Horses evidently never had apples they didn't know what to do with them. One wanted me to hold it while he took bites.
Lin, you are the busiest person we know but hopefully it is mostly fun things for you.
Jackie, what a great picture of you and John, you are absolutely stunning. And John was pretty darn handsome himself. As far as police, it wouldn't do me any good to call them because Babe would probably deny any abuse. Someone at the farm told me about alcoholic dementia and in googling it I am almost sure that is what Phil has. Sad and awful the disease of alcoholism, but even sadder that Babe can't stand up for himself and take care of himself.
Love the old pictures.
Buzz, we all know that Babe will not seek professional help so all we can do is pray. I wish the nurses would have called the police but I am sure Babe told them it was all fine. Some things never change.
Patsy, can't wait to see how things went with your son and his lady friend. Exciting day in Portland.
I better eat something and get ready for my video call. Have a great day.
Sandy
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Thanks SANDY, actually I'm one of those weird people who improved with age and I regained confidence or so Mom and relatives back home told me. It's amazing how a stronger personality can erode ones self worth. On the 70s photo I was still grieving before the light bulbs started going off. I love little Jilly to pieces, but there was something about my faithful Jenny who pulled me through such a lot and barely left my side when I wasn't working. I've been blessed with three lovely dogs, Judy, Jenny and Jilly. Numerous pusses of course, all loved, but Jenny remains very special.
Sunday is my afternoon of writing to my cousin in Australia and old friends in the old country. So this is me done for the day.
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A few photos of my parents.
I thought my mom looked like a movie star. 🤓
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Besides loving your pictures, I am feeling a melancholy hard to explain., JACKIE, it doesn't surprise me to see a gorgeous younger you, but so sad that your dear partner dd not make it to the next age! He looks like a wonderful man.
ANNE, another beauty, and also a sad ending to your relationship, but the silver lining is both you and JACKIE have made much of your lives!
Actually, you are all an unusual group! Good looking, interesting, and not one of you is boring, ever! You are my very special friends!
SANDY, I know you are correct, and it is sad but honest. And truly a threat to BABE!
LIN, dig up some of your photos, if you can. We'd love to see the changes in your life!
PATSY, please don't be shy about sharing yours and John's pictures.
I saw most of Rocket Man today. Elton John lived one heck of a life until he learned to accept responsibility for himself! I actually knew nothing about him until he was knighted by the Queen. I certainly know being gay in a society that deems it disastrous is extremely difficult, and so many gay people I have known seem to be very talented and bright, but t does not make their lives easier most of the time!
I forgot I left my leftover hero on the counter, so I shall remember to actually eat on this Sunday night! Buzz
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Wow LIN your mom did indeed look like a movie star! Such a lovely bride and such a proud and happy groom. Honestly I don't think I have ever seen so many beautiful parents in one place before. We are indeed a lucky group of "offspring" and I love, love, love all the photos. Now I'm imagining all of you gals as little kids!
And......it's close to bedtime although Bean is already tucked in her basket.
So goodnight and sweet dreams,
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Here's me at eighteen months in my dolls pram with Spot the family dog. You rarely seem to see us in photos without a dog somewhere. Spot had a very unusual story to tell. Dad rescued him. Tell you sometime.
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One of those days. George's groomer cancelled as she has problems with her mobile unit and having just walked the dogs in torrential rain then rubbed them down I can see I will have to take a pair of scissors to Mr George's fringe myself. No time to hover as I have to now get myself to Plymouth for my annual mammogram on the breast cancer ward (actually it's called Primrose ward which is much nicer).
Loving still more photos but we mustn't be sad. The past has been and gone and we are all survivors whatever we faced so celebrate!
Back later. Meanwhile happy Monday. 🤗😍😘
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All the best for today JACKIE and drive safely.
No sadness or regrets here love, a bit of nostalgia yes. I for one am celebrating my journey to today. I'm sort of feeling a little proud of how my small family and myself turned out, I hope everyone else feels the same.
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Happy Monday! Bryanna and I will be leaving my house around 12:30 to go to my cousins house and her husband will drive us to the train station. I am looking forward to both the train ride and my son and his wife and of course spending time with Bryanna.
Would you believe Phil sent me an apology text? I responded short with thank you, I hope all is okay with you and your dad. He added an explanation but I did not respond. Babe did call me last night and this morning but he still sounds very depressed. Don't worry I am not the one who will be making any contact. I did tell him to not be afraid to call the police if he lays a hand on you and he said he did grab his arms the other day so I hope Babe listens.
Enough of that, it's a new week and new beginnings.
Lin, your parents are very good looking and you are right when you say your mother looks like a movie star.
Anne, I too am happy with my life, we are all survivors. You were a big baby for 18 months but oh so cute!!
Jackie, good luck with mammogram.
I will leave you with a picture of me and my mom although I don't know how old I was.
Have a wonderful day and week, I will check in when I can.
Sandy
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