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Happy New Year 2019!

Good evening folks! I'm at work now. I just produced this short video wishing every one a happy new year. I think I'll start this as a new tradition, doing a personal video each year. This way you can watch me age. Happy new year to every one!

The Eve of New Year's Eve

Here we are folks, at the end of yet another year. Tomorrow I will be working at the hotel on New Year's Eve.  I don't mind. During the holidays like Christmas and New Year's Eve, nice folks. It's the weddings that are a trial that make me wonder why I chose hotel work as a second occupation.   Today was a quiet day. I accomplished a bit more on cleaning out my life long accumulation of things in the basement.  Now that we have emptied the media room of all my stuff, I have no excuse not to go through and make hard choices.   Today I choose several pictures that I like but have no space to hang.  I hope they find a happy home and are on loving display for many more years. More years than I will be alive.  I also dispensed with my Sirius satellite radio and components, all gone.  I listen to Pandora satellite radio on my Bose Wave radio.  Much less expensive and I can program my own songs and not listen to inane chatter that is now the norm on Sirius radio statio

Thoughts Approaching the End of Another Year

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A fish eye view of where this blog emanates from - fish eye lens a Christmas gift from Pat to me for my iPhone Another year is almost gone. Is it me or do the years seem to fly by like those calendar pages from old Forties movies that show the passage of time?  Each year that passes I am reminded that I am still here.  Back in 1965 when I moved in with Bill and began my new career at Girard Bank in Philadelphia, I looked at my retirement date of 2006 and thought that was so far in the future. I remember seeing "2001 - A Space Odyssey" with my friend Rich Ware and thinking "that's so far in the future."  It was almost impossible for me to imagine that far in the future.  Well folks, here I am in the future.  In fact I am way past the future as 2019 approaches.   I continue to be surprised that I have survived this long. I have surpassed so many of my friends, family, former co-workers and former classmates. Just this week I got news that the husband of

DNA Test In!

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Pat's DNA test results This year I gave Pat a DNA test for a Christmas present. Pat claims he is a "mutt."  Well, who isn't?   The results of his DNA test came in on Christmas Eve. Good timing! What we knew about Pat's ancestry (Flynn) before the DNA test was that his father was of Irish ancestry. His maternal ancestry is French. In fact his maternal ancestors (Nicolas Pelletier) colonized Quebec in the middle 1600's!  Thus it came somewhat as a surprise that Pat's DNA test results show his ancestry is 60% Ireland & Scotland. The balance of his ancestry is 33% England, Wales and Northwestern Europe.  His French ancestry is only 4%. Another surprise is that he has 3% Norwegian ancestry. Pat says his Scandinavian ancestry accounts for his love of the clean lines of Scandinavian furniture. Every one of our quarterly vacations includes visits to furniture stores checking out the latest clean Scandinavian furniture. IKEA is Pat's absolute favor

Christmas Day 2018

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Merry Christmas to everyone!  This Christmas Day is a different one for me. I can't remember the last time I didn't work Christmas Day. I have to tell you, this is a special treat for me, not working this Christmas Day. Bill and I don't have anything special planned for today. Just another quiet day at home. Which at our age is what we like and prefer.   There was a time many years ago when I was all into Christmas with the presents and visits. That drifted off years ago.  No hard feelings for "Bah humbug!" to anyone, just that we didn't need to guy anything for each other.  My nieces and nephew grew up and had children of their own. Some of those children even have children of their own now, which makes me really old. Those grand nephews and nieces will receive a final gift from me when I depart this earthly life.   One of the special things I really like about the Christmas season is Christmas Eve.  This year I spent it at work, which was really

Christmas Eve 2018

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Christmas 1984 with the pups - Horace (far right, the father,) "T" (middle, the Mother) and their puppy Babydoll Here we are folks, another Christmas Eve. For the first time in more years that I can remember I will not be working Christmas Day. I have to tell you I was a bit at loose ends not having to work Christmas Day because I am so used to working Christmas Day.  Bill and I don't do anything different on Christmas Day than we do other days. We stopped exchanging gifts years ago. We do exchange Christmas cards in person.  Working at the hotel on Christmas is actually very nice. The guests all are in good spirits. I can never remember a time when I had any difficulty with guests during Christmas Day. Getting paid double time is also helpful.  I need that extra money to help fund my quarterly trips with Pat.  I have to tell you folks, I am now looking forward to spending a relaxing day at home with Bill this Christmas. I think it will be nice. Merry Chri

The Eve of Christmas Eve Musings

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Here we are folks! Another Christmas is almost upon us.  Have you all done your Christmas shopping?  I haven't.  I don't Christmas shop anymore. Gave that up years ago when I became a distant Uncle Ronnie to my nephew and nieces.  Now I have a passel of grand nieces and nephews and even two grand grand nieces!  Imagine, if I was straight and had children I would be a great grandfather now.   This year for the first time in more years than I can remember I won't be working Christmas Day. I'm sort of at loose ends with this quirk of the calendar.  I'm so used to working Christmas Day I'm at a loss.  I'll probably spend Christmas Day the way I spend most of my days.  Take Bill for a ride, update my eight Scrabble games I play online with Pat, and update my blog.  Maybe I'll take a walk outside through out development if the weather isn't too cold or windy. Our government continues to be shut down, compliments of Donald Trump and the Republican co

Silly Season

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Do you feel like we're in the silly season now? We have a president of the United States that is clearly off the rails.  Even the most die hard, knuckle dragging Trump supporter will admit that Trump lies as easily as most of us breath. They will admit that Trump is the greatest danger to our country and world, even more than the dreaded Muslim terrorist. By the way, more Americans have been murdered by American Angry White Men.   My previous post was about the looming disaster that our country is facing with the department of Secretary of Defense James Mattis, the "last adult in the room".  The last adult in the Donald Trump Temper Tantrum Playroom that is the West Wing of the White House.  Every day I wake up with this dread hanging over my head, that follows me all day, wondering what is going to happen next.  Nothing less than our democracy is at stake. Who would have ever believed that a branch of our government, the legislative branch who main responsibili

Trump Government Shutdown Looms

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Today is also a countdown to another government shutdown, compliments of Donald J. Trump. Folks, I cannot remember a time in my long life that I have been so concerned about our country.  Trump is threatening a shutdown of government because he's not getting his "wall."  This is the wall that he said Mexico was going to pay for. As usual with a con man like Trump, a bait and switch. And of course his knuckle dragging base (yes, I said it) buys anything he says.  Yesterday Secretary of Defense James Mattis resigned because he could no longer be a part or support Trump's chaotic foreign policy objectives. Trump ordered the pullout of two thousand of our troops in Syria. These troops are supporting our allies, the Syrian Kurds in fighting ISIS.  Mattis was widely recognized by both political parties as one of the last adults in the room in the White House. Trump has succeeded in staffing the White House with sycophants and fools.  I fear for our country.

Christmas Memories

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My best Christmas memories are of my childhood in the Fifties. Our family lived in a second floor apartment building on Washington Avenue in Downingtown, Pennsylvania. Our rent was $22.50 a month, a fact my Mother often repeated. I had (have) two younger brothers. Our apartment had a "front" room (living room) where my Mother and father would place our always scrawny Christmas tree.  Unfortunately I do not have any pictures of that tree.  My Mother never thought to take pictures of her boys with the Christmas tree. It wasn't until I got a camera for Christmas when I was eleven years old that I started to take pictures. By then we had moved to a different second floor apartment on Boot Road in Downingtown. The "front" room was literally in the front of our apartment. Moving towards the back of our apartment was a bathroom, then a kitchen, then two adjoining bedrooms in the back of the apartment.  Most if not all of the family activity was conducted around

Do You Like Yourself?

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Me with my parents - 1976 - body language says it all This post is inspired by a recent post of a fellow blogger, the Travel Penguin. The question "do you like yourself" is a question most of us have faced at one time in our life. Now I'm not a psychologist or a learned scholar but I do know who I am.   Early in my life I was brought up with little sense of self worth.  I didn't know the difference because that was the only reality I only knew. Later on in life I realized that my father didn't want children. We were a bother to him. He left the rearing of me and my two younger brothers to my Mother. Thankfully my Mother cared for us but she was not a demonstrative Mother who hugged us or told us she loved us. But she did. I attribute that to her awful childhood where she lost her Mother before she was two years old.  But she did take care of us. I've written about this subject before so pardon me regular followers of my blog if I repeat myself.  

KISS

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Keep it simple stupid, that's been my motto all my life. I'm not stupid but I'm not one of your smart, clever people either. Oh I know how to survive but as for having any special talents, especially technology wise, my brain isn't user friendly to today's technology. I work at it though with plenty of help.  This morning I returned my Seagate 8 TB hard drive to Staples for a full refund which they gave me. Thank you Staples.  When I got home I called my Apple computer guru friend Mike and asked his advice. He told me he uses a G-Technology portable hard drive which he purchased from the Apple store. This is what I should have done at first instead of rushing off to Staples yesterday and buying that Seagate hard drive.  That's another problem I've had all my life, impulse buying without doing all my proper research. I've gotten better over the years but I am still susceptible to my first impulse, which is to run out and buy what I need only to fi

Another Frustrating Day

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This morning I purchased a Seagate Backup Plush Hub hard drive. I am always worried about losing my 96,000 plus photos and videos.  I talked to my friend Lar yesterday and he says he always backs up his photos. I have my photos and videos on iCloud but I don't trust it. I'm waiting for the day, which will come, when the news goes out "Whoops!  iCloud has been hacked by ransom ware and you'll have to pay $$$$$ to get your photo and video files back!"   Why not, just about everything you have on the Internet has been hacked at one time or another. Why even my photo has been hacked and is now being used by some Middle Easterner on a dating web site. I suppose I should be flattered but I'm not, I feel violated.  I spent hours today trying to configure the new software to my computer. I even inveigled by friend Mike to make the trip to Casa Tipton-Kelly to help me. Now mind you, Mike is much more knowledgeable about this computer workings than I am. After a

Comments Working Again!

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  Hey folks! My comment section is finally working again.  Thanks to help from my long time friend Lar who sent me a copy of his settings so I could duplicate them on my settings. I love Blogger but Google doesn't make it easy.  I was seriously considering going to Word Press but I've tried them before and either I'm too stupid to learn or they're just too complicated for my old brain.  I like the clean format of Word Press but trying to figure it out to do all the things I can do with Blogger, is beyond my limited comprehensive skills. What a relief to be back on my old blog. A blog which I began in 2005.  I've spilled a lot of my guts in this blog over the past thirteen years. I've made friends and lost friends who either died or became bored with my posts and moved on to greener pastures. I know one "problem" I have is that I don't post nude photos of men on my blog.  That limits my blog followers I'm sure but for those of you who are in

Philadelphia December 2018

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Twice a year Pat (my Canadian Travel Buddy) and I meet in Philadelphia Pennsylvania.  We stay for a week at the guest suite at our friend Don McK's co-op which is located in center city Philly. We meet once in the spring and the other time in the fall after Thanksgiving but before Christmas. Pat and I never have specific plans a la "If this is Tuesday this must Belgium" but we always have a great time. This visit was no exception.   Usually we eat at the same restaurants but this time we took a gamble and ventured out to try something new.  One fabulous place for breakfast or brunch is called Green Eggs; good food, great service and not expensive. They even had scrapple, a southeastern Pennsylvania "delicacy" (scrapple is made up of pork leavings and cornmeal, yes, the snout and ears and whatever else of the pig that doesn't end up in the meat section of the supermarket). They did the scrapple right too, crispy on the outside and soft and mushy on t

Mouse No Longer In The House

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That's right folks, no more mouse in the house. As a matter of fact, there are no more MICE in the house. As several commenters commented, "if there is one mouse there are probably more."  And that folks is what I discovered this morning. When I got in from work last night (about 11:30 pm) I was hoping to see a dead mouse in one of the traps we set.  Didn't happen. The mouse was still in the house.  I went to bed feeling dirty, again. This morning when I rounded the corner from my bedroom which is right next to our kitchen, I asked Bill (who always gets up before I do) "Any luck?"  He said "We got him!"  I looked down at the trap by our refrigerator door and there was the evidence, a squashed mouse. This one was bloody.  The trap caught him right above his yes and squashed his brains.  His blood was on our tiled floor. This is the first time I've seen a caught mouse in a trap with blood.  Usually their neck or back is broke.  This little gu

Mouse Still in the House

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Yes, a mouse is still in our house. Bill refused to believe that a field mouse had come in from the cold to take up residence in our humble abode. An uninvited guest. Last night, before I went to bed, I checked the pantry and surprise, was eye to eye with The Intruder. The Mouse was startled and quickly raced down the pantry door and hid among the soup cans.  I stood there, stunned, wondering what to do now.  The Mouse took a peek around the corner then retreated among the soup cans again. I still stood there like a stup, wondering what to do. The mouse decided to make a run for it, and raced out of the pantry closet door, around the corner and to the back of our nearby refrigerator.  So that's where is he hiding!  Now I knew what to do, set mouse traps along his path line.  So far, no sighting of The Mouse. I was hoping he would trip up on one of those traps and have his neck broken. This morning I informed Bill of my confrontation with the mouse.  I think he now believes

Who Are All Those Women?

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My high school class of 1959 annual Christmas dinner - I missed attending because they changed the date at the last minute and Pat and I had already coordinated our travel plans which we couldn't change at the last minute - nice composition on this picture though, it is the way I would have staged it - some sitting and others standing. Only thing I would have made sure more were smiling! A little explanation is needed for my header photo on this blog. I know some of you are wondering "Why is Ron posting a picture of all those women?", Ron being gay and all.  Well, for your information I have many women friends. I like women. As friends only of course.  I took this photo of my co-workers when I worked at First Financial Bank in Downingtown, Pennsylvania way back in 2005.  Wow, I am always amazed at how fast time goes by.   This past Saturday my high school class had it's annual Christmas dinner in Pennsylvania. Pat and I had planned to attend but they changed

A Mouse in the House

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Last week was the first time I noticed.  The telltale little black dropping. "Oh no" I thought.  That can't be a mouse dropping.  I quickly put it out of my mind. Rationalization is a great thing isn't it, until it isn't. Then last night as I was preparing dinner for myself, I saw the signs again.  Now I was sure.  Yep, a mouse was in the house. Must have gotten in through the garage and rushed up the two steps to the kitchen when we were bringing in groceries. Or else Bill left the door open while he was on one of his projects. This is the first time we've had a mouse in the house. They're field mice, coming in from the cold. When we lived in the woods in Pennsylvania we had that problem. We would live catch them and take them way out in the woods only to have them beat us back to the house. Those little feet can travel fast. I actually caught one running up the cellar steps to our kitchen. They could easily get under the front door because the

Twenty Questions

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1. What is your favorite animal? Cats. Unfortunately I haven't had a cat as a pet since I was 12 years old. Bill (my husband) doesn't like cats. We compromised and got Pomeranian dogs. We've had five of them. No more though, too painful when they die. 2. Your dream vacation? Very simple, a six  month  trip around the world, visiting every continent. Ship, plane and camel. 3. Last person's house you were in? My neighbor Barbara, this morning. 4. Worst injury you've ever had? Tore the quadriceps muscle in my left leg when I slipped and fell on the ice leaving work three years ago. I did not have the use of my left leg for twelve weeks. Took almost a year to get my leg back to normal. Still not totally normal but at least I can use it. Learned a new appreciation for handicapped people.  5. Last play you saw? The only play I ever saw, "Over There" in Philadelphia tryout. Patti Andrews was the star. John Travolta was one of the dancer

Still No Internet But Coming Soon

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Yesterday a Comcast technician came out to check why I wasn't getting an Internet connection. He discovered that my line wasn't working. That line is buried in the ground. He hooked up a temporary line until another service technician can come out and install a new buried line.  I still don't have an Internet connection though. That's because I have a complicated WIFI connection through my Apple external hard drives.  The computer guy who installed them is incommunicado. Even though he's a neighbor, he isn't responding to my phone calls or text messages.  I called another local company who specializes in whole house WIFI. This will probably cost more (the other guy was actually pretty expensive) but I want to finally get my whole house WIFI working throughout our whole house.  Right now I have the modem router located in a cabinet at the farthest room in the house. Wasn't planned that way, just happened. I'll have these new guys (or gals) to sort th

Getting Back on Track

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A very productive day folks!  I still don't have an Internet connection (I'm using my neighbor Barbara's WIFI to post this blog) but I talked Comcast into sending over a service technician tomorrow morning to check why I don't have an Internet connect.  I am mightily curious as to why I don't have one. I haven't don't anything weird. This is what frustrates me, I color between the lines and yet all too often something goes awry and I have to waste a lot of time figuring out why. I guess this is the price we have to pay for living in this all too convenient digital age.  That and having to deal with all those passwords. I also called my insurance agent this morning and was relived to have him tell me I am covered for water damage inside our house. I read the letter I received yesterday from my claims adjuster which said basically I wasn't covered for ANY water damage, inside or out.  I can understand not being covered by floods or "ground wate

Welcome Home Ron!

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This afternoon I returned to my home in Delaware from a very interesting week-long stay in Philadelphia.  My ride arrived on time which was a big plus. The two hour and fifteen minute ride was pleasant, even though we traveled most of the way in a light rain and fog. The traffic wasn't heavy, big plus. Shortly after I arrived home I discovered that Bill had cut away about half of the expensive (Berber) was to wall rug in our media/storage room.  I always treasured the quiet luxury of that room. But because of the water leaking into the room from the outside basement wall because of a defective seal on the sewer pipe, we have a major clean-up here in Casa Tipton-Kelly.  My insurance company informed me that my policy does not cover "ground water" which was the cause of the damage to our media room. Big expense here. At least I'm now forced to review and cleanup a lot of that "stuff" I stored in that room. Later on in the day, just as I was abo