Making My Home A Haven is important to me. Sharing homemaking skills. Recipes and food. Bible Studies. This is a treasure chest of goodies. So take a seat. Have a glass of tea and enjoy. You will learn all about who I am.
Remembering Karen and the fun we had on our ROAD TRIP. I have no idea where those photos are. They are safe, just on a cloud somewhere!!!!! Losing Karen only makes me feel the loss of Bobby more. She was one of the few people who really knew Bobby. No one here in Florida ever met Bobby, except Danny. I have been more Debbie the last few days than Sarah. Few people really understand the 2 sides to me. They either know me as Debbie, Bobby’s Mom or as Sarah, Danny’s wife. Karen KNEW ME AS BOTH.
When you lose all of your photos, you have to rely on Copies of Copies.
The Following Was Written 5 Years Ago. The first part was all about my childhood crushes. My love of Journaling and Scrapbooking. Music : Record Players to Cassettes and So On. Bobby. Lots Of Photos Of Our Early Days At Lake Kissimmee State Park And Rolling Meadows Ranch. The RV. Before And After Photos of the Cracker House we now live in. Vittles and Mr. Bojangles.
September 14, 2015.
Writing 101 – Assignment For Day 6 : The Space to Write ( AND So Much More) – Monday, September 14, 2015
Most everything here was written Monday Afternoon / evening when I wasn’t feeling all that great yet, needed to write. Day 6: The Space To Write
“Where do you write? Do you prefer blogging on your laptop in a coffee shop? Are you productive in a quiet room, door closed, away from civilization? Today, describe the space where you write. Or, if you don’t have a dedicated place, what is your ideal setting?
Consider these questions to shape your post:
What are your writing habits?
What equipment or supplies do you use to write?
What do you need and want in a physical space?”
Everything above here is from WORDPRESS Including the photo.
This ONE Photo here was taken the day BEFORE we got this ASSIGNMENT. The Space TO WRITE. Here you see my laptop. 2 Books. A Journal. And 2 notebooks. As you will see, I can work anywhere…… But I always have a journal, notebooks, books and a computer. To the right of this picture lay several ink pens. A pencil. And My DIET PEPSI. I added a bunch of photos of the house and wrote about it here tonight, Wednesday, September 16, 2015. It is almost midnight so by the time this gets out it will be Thursday. This is my life when I am not working at the park or here at Rolling Meadows. I write or do things on the computer. HUGS Sarah
I have always been able to write pretty much anywhere. I remember being 10 or 11 and cutting images out of The TV Guide of what I was watching. What guy I liked. For a long time it was shows like Here Come The Brides With Bobby Sherman.
Of course , my favorite singer has always been Elvis. I can’t honestly say I had a crush on him , though.
My other favorite was Michael Cole Of Mod Squad . Oh did I ever have a crush.
I would read about them. I would write things down about whatever happened that night on TV. I would get the section out of the TV Guide and tape it into the diary. I kept every part of my life in there.
As a teen I always carried 2 books and at least 2 notebooks plus my diary which at some point became journals. Plus pencils and pens.
I was always babysitting and would take everything for when the kids went to bed. I’d get comfy in a recliner or another chair
I have never not had a back pack ready to go. Even now, I have a work backpack. When I was living at home, I had a room with book shelves all around the room. A record player and a cassette player were my 2 must haves for studying I listened to music while I did my homework. While I wrote my stories. See the “Yellow Thingy ” on top of the record player with the 8-track player. That was for your 45’s. Picture Below. I am old enough to have 75’s. Danny has a favorite Saying /Question for people Nowadays. Do the numbers 33 and a third , 45 and 75 mean anything to you?
Anyway, As long as I had paper, something to write with and music going , I was happy writing. I wrote about our camping trips. Our visits to grandma’s house. On my first trip to Colorado on the BUS, I wrote the all the way there. When I wasn’t writing I was reading.
My first road trip by myself. Alton, Illinois to Colorado. On the bus. 2 days. I wrote til my hands hurt. It was a bumpy ride.
When I got to my grandma’s I had my own room upstairs,plus I took over their book room downstairs. It had a desk in it.
I had my portable cassette player. I was 12. Maybe 13. I was in heaven.
I started writing about all of our high school events. I was in a number of writing clubs. On the yearbook committee.
And so it continued.
Life With Bobby .When Bobby came along, I just got a bigger back pack. I was in college then.
I had a desk in my bedroom in the first house I lived in with Bobby. I also used the kitchen table for writing. I remember Bobby asking for his own desk. He was 7. An adult desk to do his writings on. My dad made one for him. Pint size but like mine. Bobby would write stories. I moved mine into the dining room. He put his desk there also.
My half of the room was decorated for me. His section had his train set and books. It became the library. I was teaching then and writing for the newspapers.
That table was also our table that we ate off of so I constantly had to clear my computer and any work I was going off of it so we could eat. That was MY SPOT to write in the RV. Always. I could look out the windows on 3 sides of the RV and see the wildlife around.
I took over the table. I left Danny a spot on his side of the table for meals. If I was using it during the day, it was cleaned off at night where we ate. I always put my computer up. Always. I tried very hard to leave the table cleared of my computer and notebooks. The seat of the table was filled with books and work “Stuff.” Underneath was as well. I kept our leg room cleared. Danny’s side of the seat had a little less ”Stuff”. I was volunteering at the park full time back then and helping Danny with his “Stuff” on the computer.
“Stuff “is a word I use when I can’t think of another word to use.
I may or may not re-write this. Fibro fog is a part of who I am. This afternoon, hasn’t been good. I wore myself out this morning, but it was so worth it. Considering the lack of space we had in the RV, I kept the Kitchen table/ desk as straightened up as normal person could. You can be the judge as to what “NORMAL” is.
When we were living at the park in our Day Use/Marina area.I would often take my computer down to the marina. At that time I had MY OWN CELL PHONE and I used
it for internet. The park didn’t get the internet passed the Ranger’s Station.
I loved to Sit at the concession building and write. I watch the gators and the other animals . Plus the boats coming in and out. There was one other spot I would go. Usually with just my phone. Down to the wooden bridge. I could sit there for hours. When I did take the computer there I wrote some of my best “STUFF”.
At some point, I decided to clean up the kitchen and the den of the closed up house we now live in. That is a story by itself. I have posted about the renovation of the Cracker House. Once I got done cleaning and fixing it up the best that I could, I put what books I had and much of my writing things, journal and notebooks in the bookcase. I moved one of my recliners (I have 2) in the den and the other in the kitchen . A table from a friend was put in the kitchen with it’s matching chairs. I brought my computer….My GATEWAY my son bought me… and set it up on the table . I had my own little place to read, write, listen to MY music. Danny always sat in his recliner in the RV. Always. Laptop on his lap.
I was in heaven.
Until the door open and Danny came in.
Have I ever said, my hubby doesn’t mind closing himself off to the world and myself, BUT, He does not like to be by himself? He won’t admit it. But he doesn’t. I was literally at his beck and call in the house. It was that close to the RV.
Same photo. That is how close I was to Danny. I was right inside the backdoor of the house. He was in his recliner in the RV. We were able to yell back and forth. We also had /have our own Rolling Meadows Station on the radio….just for us….. Yes, he radio’d me.
So here I had my own spot where I could go and have some room. A little space. Much of the time I was in the house so was Danny. Good thing I love him.
When It was nice out, meaning late fall, winter and early spring, I was also using the picnic table under the awning. I always kept a nice bright tablecloth on it and a flower pot with NON -NATIVE plants in it. Another story for another time.
I was able to plug it in out there as well. I loved it there. Danny stayed inside, in his chair.
After we were in the house (4 years ago) and the RV was still there, I did things in reverse. That was an awesome arrangement. This time Danny stayed in the house and left me alone.
To the right is the Kitchen Before the new flooring was put in. I liked the old flooring better but it was worn out in the main kitchen section. New windows in the house.
Outside you can barely see the old car port.
MY AREA. The radio is on the ledge. My soda is on the right, Everything I needed to work was right there.
Two years ago, we moved the RV to the shop at Rolling Meadows…Miles away.
Back in the house I went. I really HATED to see the RV go. It was OUR HOME. We had the best times there. It was OURS. The Cracker House comes with the job. Big difference.
I had My Gateway, although it was wearing out and had XP.
(Man I love that XP computer. I baby it now. It still works well for it’s age.) Danny bought me a desktop computer. Windows 7 .
See the Radio and my Diet Pepsi. (There are many times I drink herbal tea…..usually watered down) . If It is dark in color, it is Diet Pepsi.
Behind my laptop is my external hard drive.
Shortly after the RV went to the shop and I was in the house all the time…Enjoying using the Desktop more and more ……Saving my BELOVED GATEWAY that BOBBY bought me…….Danny decided to Use MY DESKTOP AND THE TV (IN THE LIVING ROOM) As Part of an ENTERTAINMENT CENTER.
He said it was still MY DESK TOP …..It just had to be in the living room so we could watch NETFLIX off of the desktop. Also the movies he was downloading to the SERVER. (WHICH is ANOTHER OLD DESKTOP ,WITH A NEW MONITOR-SITS ON THE FLOOR IN THE LIVING ROOM.)
So MY DESK TOP was moved into the darkest room of the house. The room I have never liked. For a few months, we watched movies almost every night. So it was worth it. I still had my desktop for my use except for movie time…
THEN DANNY STARTED USING THE LARGE EMPTY BEDROOM AS HIS COMPUTER ROOM.
OR SO I THOUGHT. LOL
The desktop took me forever to learn. It was really hard for me. It had too much “STUFF” on it. Danny had to add extra RAM. Extra everything. It was missing lot’s of features that my GATEWAY HAD.
And when I got tired of watching more war movies and other ones I really didn’t want to watch I went back to my GATEWAY mumbling about losing my computer.
Mumbling worked. I got a cheap laptop. It doesn’t have all the bells and whistles that my Gateway has or the ram etc of the desk top.Or a CD player. I didn’t have to BABY it which meant I moved it everywhere I went again. Back to the kitchen. These pictures here were just taken this summer. We have Central Air but it doesn’t cool off the kitchen. It gets up to 88 degrees in there NOW. Danny finally put in a WINDOW UNIT FOR ME. FOR US. So Now I am often in the kitchen . I also am in there every afternoon or evening waiting for Danny to come home from work. SO the computer is usually there as well.
My drink of choice-
I Always keep the Gateway in the den. It is close to the kitchen. I play solitaire on it. (THE ONLY GAME I PLAY. PERIOD.)
This desk has a little set of drawers next to it. I have 3 of those. One for every area I usually sit at. I use this desk area for work for the park. I keep my papers and the schedules there.
There is a beautiful set of French Doors there giving me an awesome view and lot’s of sunlight.
The desktop mentioned is in the living room, close to the enclosed porch, where I usually sit and am now sitting to write this. On newer laptop. It is close enough that I watch my movies on the desktop with the TV. I just turn it towards the porch.
I don’t like the living room. There are doors on every wall. No windows in it.
But I can see light from the back door. I can see out the French doors in certain places and I can see into the porch and outside. I can also see the toilet, tub and window where my recliner is.
Yes, Laugh. I do all the time. Only I have another story to tell about that. Another house. Another BATHROOM VIEW from the living room.
Now for my favorite spot to write. The enclosed porch. There are four huge windows in here. So I can see out on 3 different sides. This shows the enclosed porch where I am , The master bedroom and bathroom. This was one of my all night writing /blogging nights. It also means that Danny is up because the bedroom and bathroom lights are on.
View out of the front windows.
I can also see all the way through the kitchen and out the back door. Plus a little bit of a view out the French Doors. When I deem it necessary, I can open Danny’s computer room and see out his window.
When I need to…..when Danny is watching a movie…..loudly on the TV…I can SHUT the sliding glass doors and shut most of the sound out. I can still see what is going on in the rest of the house.
There have been times I have gone into the bedroom and sat at the old desk in there.
Do I still go outside? YES, When It finally is cool out. I have a chair in the front yard I often sit at .Plus 2 picnic tables to use. One where I can hook up to the house.
Before we had a washer and dryer, I would take my computer with me while I did laundry all day. At the bunkhouse.
Back then Our INTERNET WAS BETTER and it reached there. Now it is slow and it barely works outside.
So as you can tell, I am pretty flexible as to where I can and do use my computer to write.
Could I use it at Starbucks?
I could but WHY? I hate the smell of coffee. (I do like their treats and some of their chai latte drinks. Way too expensive though and I hate being in town. I would gladly go to the public library of it was closer.
From Sarah :
I wish Danny enjoyed SPORTS. He understands the games but is not a fan of watching them on TV.
I miss watching the Cubs with my Dad ,dad , my sister and my Grandpa and Grandma Pettengell. My brother may have been there but if he was I really don’t remember it.
Both of my parents were raised in Chicago. Home OF THE CUBS. Forget THAT OTHER TEAM. It didn’t exist. LOL
Then when Bobby came along he watched with us. No one was a bigger fan than Bobby was.
When we lived in Colorado we still went home to Illinois to watch many of the Cub games. Either in St. Louis when they were playing the Cardinals or in Chicago at Wrigley Stadium. Or we cherished the Chicago games. The excitement.
We would either stay with my uncle or at a motel there. We would watch every game we could. Even the practices.
We also toured Chicago while we were there.
When we watched the games at home , we would always fix lots of food.Usually fajitas or nachos and chicken wings. A whole host of foods.
May 3, 2016
The art of the nacho goes like this… you need a base of chips. Freshly fried is preferred and I’m having a moment with flour tortillas from Old El Paso. EACH chip needs some melted cheese AND queso otherwise it’s pretty much naked just sitting there being sad. Once there is some cheese, in any form on top, you can stick it in the oven, melt everything and then top it with all the fixings! It’s very very very important to load it up – guacamole, pico, carne asada, the works… it needs to be a party on every chip.
Sunshine and Hurricanes : Why We Need To Stop Tech Shaming Our Kids
From Sarah:I am guilty of this. I have posted many times about cellphones and internet And FAMILY TIME. I still plan to.
What we often forget is :We are the ones who ALLOWED much of it. We are rhe the ones who first got the cell phones. We are the ones who usually buy our children their first computer and cell phone.
In my case, Bobby actually bought my first computer and then got me my first cell phone after 911. We were both late to the computer age. I learned how to use them when I taught school. Bobby was taught there as well.
Neither of us had ever liked Games. Pokeman and the like.
We were both outdoor people. Or we read a book. Used the library. Encyclopedias. I miss them.
This generation has the world at their finger tips.
So do we.
We need to give our young ones lessons on how to use the internet. We need to TEACH BY EXAMPLE.
Children today seldom play outside. I have said that more than once. And it is true for many.
Yet, back when Bobby grew up or even when I grew up….. NOT everyone played outside.
As parents and leaders it is our responsibility to get them outside.
It is easy to jump to conclusions.
I am thankful I grew up when I did. That being said….. I would have loved the internet. Ebook . Research. Recipes. Learning. Teaching.
To those that read my earlier RANT on this assignment, I am here to do my best with the assignment given us.
“Day 5: Let social media inspire you
One of the goals of Writing 101 is to tap into new and unexpected places for post ideas. Today, let’s look to Twitter for inspiration. Don’t worry — you don’t need a Twitter account to participate in this prompt. Below, you’ll see five tweets: each tweet is interesting in its own way, and we hope one will elicit a response from you.”
OK, I have already said, Twitter doesn’t not inspire me. I am not saying there aren’t any good posts on there. There are a lot of them. MINE for one. Since Blogging 201 in July, All of my blogging posts go to TWITTER,
OOPS…….A BIG OOPS. (The light just came on in my head)
Guess who just figured out: ALL OF MY BLOGGING POSTS GO TO TWITTER. RIGHT?????
LAUGHING. SMIRKING. AND THINKING OOPS. I DID IT AGAIN.
I REALLY KNOW HOW TO PUT MY FOOT IN MY MOUTH.
SORRY TO EVERYONE ON TWITTER FOR EVERY PUTDOWN I HAVE MADE TODAY AND WILL CONTINUE TO MAKE.
I admit, I wasn’t thinking about Today’s Posts Going To Twitter.
I probably would not have written my earlier post.
I said “Twiiter leaves me cold”.
When I go to Twitter, there are too many people that I see.
I don’t know many of them. They certainly don’t know me.
I have trouble ONLY being able to write a brief message.
Most of the problem is me.
I haven’t given it much thought. I haven’t even started using Hashtags.
Yep, I don’t use Hashtags.
Because the whole TWEETING “thing” scares me. Overwhelms me may be more like it.
I have trouble navigating it. Why can’t I see posts from People I know and follow elsewhere?
I know they tweet and tweet a lot. Yet, I don’t see them.
Twitter gives me a headache because of the number of TWEETS there are. It’s endless.
I use to feel this way about FACEBOOK. Overwhelmed. Now I am very comfortable there.
Hopefully, I am forgiven for not LIKING TWITTER.
Let’s start again:
OK, I have already said, Twitter doesn’t not inspire me. I am not saying there aren’t any good posts on there. There are a lot of them. MINE for one. Since Blogging 201 in July, All of my blogging posts go to TWITTER,
So Yes, I Twitter.
I know many other bloggers that post their “Stuff ” on Twitter.
It is just hard for me to go to TWITTER and TWEET.
I get lost there.
So I seldom go.
I was surprised and pleased that there seemed to be a number of us in Writing 101 who felt the same way about this assignment. I enjoyed how they ended up writing them. I even shared a few.
On to the assignment at hand.
Which one will I pick?
I am sure most writers can agree with Lev Grossman’s statement at some time in their lives.
I haven’t ever come up blank when I have tried to write.
Let me rephrase that: I came up blank with this assignment.
It was NOT WHAT I WANTED TO WRITE ABOUT.
So it is harder.
This quote is a possibility. Home can mean different things to different people. If you are happy with yourself, If you like yourself….then I would agree that this could be very true.
I had trouble taking this comment seriously because of this person’s NAME and Photo.
I don’t know if this person is even someone I would like. There is NO SMILE on her face.
And the name….What is it about the name that makes me nit want to read any more from her?
Plus I have already posted recently about HOME. Many times.
I like this post. Leah is smiling.
I can understand what she means by this comment.
What to we store in STORAGE. (Unless it everything until you get settled somewhere.)
You store “THINGS” that you aren’t using now….but you use to.
You may be downsizing like Danny and I did when we moved into the RV. We moved out of his house. I’d only lived there a short time. All of my belongings were in storage waiting for us to pick them up. In Colorado. Far From Florida.
Danny had 2 units at one time. By the time we moved to Rolling Meadows Ranch….I had gotten RID of A lot of his things. The next few months I got rid of MORE.
THEN MORE. Except for a few larger items….his Dad’s row boat.Danny saved a BUNCH OF JUNK.
Laughing. He really did.
He is the first to admit it.
He also admitted that he knew I would “GET RID OF STUFF”.
I could have saved him and US hundreds of dollars on storage…..
He was starting a new life. With me. What did he need with it all anyway?
Danny’s junk in question was not of the personal nature at all. I wish he had had more of that.
To in depth for me. I did read a good post on this though.
I do PROCRASTINATE . All the time. It usually doesn’t not help anything. It also doesn’t hurt it either.
I can relate to this but not enough to want to write about it.
I have a Master’s Degree.
A lot of good it did me.
I was a teacher but never got paid more for it.
None of these inspired me enough to write more than I already have.
When I think about it , I have probably done enough for this post as it is. I wrote something on each one. But I said I would do the assignment. The rest of the assignment is below:
“Today, write a response to one of these tweets. Shape your post in any way you choose — agree or disagree with the tweet, or use it as a starting point for a story, personal essay, poem, or something else. Hover over your chosen tweet to click to the original, copy the tweet’s URL in your browser, and insert this URL on its own line in your post editor. These steps will embed the tweet in your post.
If none of these tweets appeal to you, visit Twitter.com and enter #quotes in the search field, which will display tweets with this hashtag. Find a tweet that intrigues you. When you’ve found one, click on its timestamp (for example, “30m,” “10h,” or “Jul 31”), copy the tweet’s URL in your browser, and drop this URL on its own line in your post editor to embed the tweet in your post. ”
The above is all part of the assignment.
I am going to do one last (I hope) thing and try going to TWITTER and entering #QUOTES.
At least I will have used a hashtag.
I can write about this quote and the photo.
I am that person sitting there.Or I very well could be.
Mornings usually aren’t good for me. I seldom feel good unless I have been up all night and haven’t gone to bed yet. I can be feeling really good at night.
Alert. No Brain Fog or “Fibro Fog”.
Not sick to my stomach. Not depressed.
Then I go to bed. I usually don’t sleep well …if at all.
So when Danny’s alarm goes off and he hits the SLEEP BUTTON again…I get up so I don’t have to hear it again.
I go in and get his lunch put up. Everything is made already.
I put drink bottles in the cooler as well
I talk to the cat…Check on the rabbit outside.
All before Danny heads into the kitchen GRUMBLING.
Then he talks to the cat . Grumbles if he says anything to me at all.
We lip kiss and the door. I tell him not to work too hard and to drive safely. Then I watch him leave. Every day.
Not a word spoken from him to me or least nothing important if he did manage to say something.
Yet, I know once he gets to the park his whole demeanor changes. He is ready with the jokes, the one liners…
He is the Danny we know and love.
On the FEW days he deems himself fit to talk he usually says something to destroy whatever good mood I may have had.
And I cry.
There are those all to few and all too precious moments that he will say something WONDERFUL.
My whole world lights up.
My whole day is good.
With just a few words .
The right words.
Even few are the MOMENTS when we go to LIP KISS and he DOES MORE.
For that Brief Moment I am in Heaven.
Ok , I just can’t let this assignment go. Wouldn’t it have just been easier to go to Twitter if you have an account which I do and find the quote or post that you like and write about it?
At least I would have been choosing what I wanted right away.
So I am headed to Twitter one last time:
It took me all of 20 seconds to find THE POST: THE RIGHT POST FOR ME.
YEAH CUBBIES! Why couldn’t I have gone here first.
I love Baseball. I love Love THE CHICAGO CUBS.
Bobby and I use to go to Wrigley Field.
Memories and awesome times.
So this Post has an awesome ending after all. I am worn out.
I made it before midnight as well. My deadline.