tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68279737810834320662024-03-12T16:56:15.592-07:00Rods WanderingsSome Of The Past Present And Future As Seen Thru The Eyes Of A Small Town country boyRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.comBlogger120125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-76741530782793260462010-10-01T12:35:00.001-07:002010-10-01T12:41:09.325-07:00Quick UpdateWell it has been a while so here is the Readers Digest version of what has been happening since I took my blogger vacation.<br />I now have a full time job working for the local school district as a custodian. Excellent benefits good bosses and hopefully it looks like some job security.<br />Had a short stay at the hospital due to the pancreas had a good attack and now have a new high mark set for pain levels...it was not good at all But you know morphine is a wonderful drug for pain hehe.<br />Other than that not much is going on can not really afford to do much so tend to stay at home cheaper that way.<br /><br />It Is What It Is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-42816883840843111272010-09-24T14:38:00.000-07:002010-09-24T14:41:08.869-07:00IT IS WHAT IT ISSorry I have been away for so long but I now have a full time job as a custodian and I have had some health issues to deal with.<br />Even had to spend a short time in the hospital...yuck.<br />No promises but I will try to post some to try and keep you updated.<br /><br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-26345004773478931532009-12-17T14:23:00.000-08:002009-12-17T14:31:50.749-08:00Life Goes OnWell I have been working some each week. Just about the time I start getting in shape and used to being on my feet all day then I get another 3 or 4 days off again.<br />I find it real interesting there are 5 different school building and I believe 17 or 18 custodians and only 4 subs and I am working every week. Most of the times it is because some one is sick. I do know that the flu has hit the schools real hard but sometimes I think they are just using their sick leave as soon as they accrue it. Oh well it gives me work so I am not complaining.<br />Other than that life keeps on going whether I like what it is doing or not but as I always say.<br /><br />It Is What It Is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-7168850725289064072009-11-18T12:34:00.000-08:002009-11-18T12:37:51.240-08:00SoreSo what happens when you have worked for 14 years basically behind a desk and then add 10 months of being unemployed on top of that and then you go to work as a custodian?<br />Sore muscles some I had even forgot I had.<br />Job has been great no being the boss no having to worry about anyone else just do my job and go home. My wife commented that it was nice to see me come home and not be wound tight and having a smile on my face.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-42911450008074978092009-11-17T11:47:00.000-08:002009-11-17T11:50:37.159-08:00NewsI got a job!<br />Yes and it is with the school district so it has good benefits and all.<br />Kind of shocked the unemployment people they were a little amazed that there was even openings there. And then I have no experience but they hired me on the fact of 17+ years at my last job.<br />Other than that things are going as smooth as can be expected.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-14948595197920120562009-11-11T19:27:00.000-08:002009-11-11T19:29:50.127-08:00The Final InspectionThe soldier stood and faced God,<br />Which must always come to pass.<br />He hoped his shoes were shining,<br />Just as brightly as his brass. <p>'Step forward now, you soldier,<br />How shall I deal with you ?<br />Have you always turned the other cheek ?<br />To My Church have you been true?'</p> <p>The soldier squared his shoulders and said,<br />'No, Lord, I guess I ain't.<br />Because those of us who carry guns,<br />Can't always be a saint.</p> <p>I've had to work most Sundays,<br />And at times my talk was tough.<br />And sometimes I've been violent,<br />Because the world is awfully rough.</p> <p>But, I never took a penny,<br />That wasn't mine to keep...<br />Though I worked a lot of overtime,<br />When the bills got just too steep.</p> <p>And I never passed a cry for help,<br />Though at times I shook with fear.<br />And sometimes, God, forgive me,<br />I've wept unmanly tears.</p> <p>I know I don't deserve a place,<br />Among the people here.<br />They never wanted me around,<br />Except to calm their fears.</p> <p>If you've a place for me here, Lord,<br />It needn't be so grand.<br />I never expected or had too much,<br />But if you don't, I'll understand.</p> <p>There was a silence all around the throne,<br />Where the saints had often trod.<br />As the soldier waited quietly,<br />For the judgment of his God.</p> <p>'Step forward now, you soldier,<br />You've borne your burdens well.<br />Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,<br />You've done your time in Hell.'</p> <p>Author Unknown~</p><p>I saw this on <a href="http://www.gordshomebiz.com/">Gords blog</a> and just had to share it</p><p>Rod<br /></p>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-80315542804901372252009-10-19T16:59:00.000-07:002009-10-19T17:39:30.856-07:00Procrastination?I was reading <a href="http://edificerex.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Edifice Rex</a> and she was telling about her trials and errors with fixing her water system and it made me think of what I did this weekend.<br />About 2 years ago I bought a chipper for chipping weeds branches and corn stalks basically making mulch. So we fired it up for the first time and was chopping up basically weeds so it was not getting worked too hard. After about 15 minutes I noticed that the motor was stating to bog down more and more even when just running by it's self with no load.<br />It was about that time I noticed the oil on the ground so I shut it off and investigated the problem. Well the oil drain plug had fell out and all the oil was now on the ground. I put the plug back in and filled it up with oil again but it was too late seized tight.<br />I went back to where I had bought it but guess what it was not their problem that I had not checked to make sure it was tight. So not having a lot of extra money at the time there it sat and sat. For two plus years it sat collecting dust.<br />This weekend we moved the last of our treasures and it was one of them. Put it in the back of our place here. Yesterday we lost power for about 4 hours and having nothing else to do I decided to at least see if I could get the motor off and if you have ever been around a yard chipper you know that you basically have to total disassemble it to get the blades off so you then can get the motor off.<br />So after a lot of wrench twisting I had most of the shrouds off and just for the heck of it though I would see if I could spin the blades by hand and with a small amount of effort they started to spin. And the longer I spun them the easier it got.<br />Ok then being the rocket scientist I am put some gas in it give a couple of pulls and it fires up and runs like a champ. Shut it off put all the shrouds and guards back on and a couple of hours later have reduced th brush pile behind the house into a pile of chips.<br />Now as I was doing this I kept kicking myself in the rear wondering why had I not tried this before but as you know..<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-29619338408225552372009-10-15T19:57:00.000-07:002009-10-15T20:01:46.425-07:00Something I Found InterestingI saw this the other day and after a lot of thought on it I decided to share it with you. From what I can find out from researching it is that it is true.<br />Now I normally do not post things like this but it is so interesting I just had to share it.<br /><br />So go <a href="http://coolmarketing.net/">HERE</a> and watch.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-84123498565143324252009-09-24T16:24:00.000-07:002009-09-24T16:45:38.715-07:00This And ThatI know I have not been good at keep this updated but we have been busy. Not by plan but hey it does happen.<br />We went to my wife's aunt and uncles to meet her parents and visit them and while we were there her uncle was working on a small plumbing project so I volunteered to help. Well what started out to be a small project kept growing and growing until we nearly replaced all the plumbing in the whole house.<br />But as he said the original main part of that house had been built in the late 1800's and who knows when it was plumbed the first time. It was one of those deals where it was cheaper to replace it then to spend the money trying to fix each individual leak and there was a lot of them.<br />We got home from that and had about a week here at home and then her sister called and it was not good. My wife's mother was having some tests done at the hospital and while they were waiting on her to get them done My wife's dad who has very bad diabetes went into insulin shock which also started working on his heart condition so he was in the emergency room with that and mean while her mother was reacting to some of the meds the doctors gave her for the tests. So they both ended up being admitted to the hospital and we were on our way driving for 8 hours to get there.<br />Well by the time we got there they were both home and seemed to be fine which is good. So while we were there I ended up doing some tree trimming and some other small projects for them on their small farm.<br />One nice thing about being unemployed is hey honey we need to stay another day. No problem!<br /><br />It is what it is<br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-46562961500808319572009-08-17T09:32:00.000-07:002009-08-17T09:38:28.775-07:00Still HereYes I am still here. Health has not been the best for some reason and have had a few attacks from the pancreatitis. But over all things have been fine.<br />Moving is almost over just a few more treasures to sort through. Man I hate moving but it is something we all have to do from time to time.<br />So I am just dealing with the different federal and state agencies to try and get the final paper work done so I can go back to school and get some training so I can get back to work. Boy those people sure can wear you out wit the seemingly endless paper work and hoops they make you jump through.<br /><br />It Is What It Is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-33961970011069190172009-08-02T08:49:00.000-07:002009-08-02T08:55:06.861-07:00StormWe had a storm come through yesterday. Here is a couple of pictures at my house. Drove around town and we did not get it as bad as others but it was a good one.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4NTLp2V3jAs0s7PCYUVxykZvmzsfGC_AV-VPsRKLyX-F8zwOQsL6AgwBPcBGHiXM1pOt0Ka8YLn6Eel487shIrdG1igwLqBL0hhhjlHR40XCuORD1wQMliXpm11V_9mIRhVUYw3h-Eo/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4NTLp2V3jAs0s7PCYUVxykZvmzsfGC_AV-VPsRKLyX-F8zwOQsL6AgwBPcBGHiXM1pOt0Ka8YLn6Eel487shIrdG1igwLqBL0hhhjlHR40XCuORD1wQMliXpm11V_9mIRhVUYw3h-Eo/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365394435713013618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0q8YOmgxN5sXcj6-MA59zPVnqApt4_4ni3GCMkMiIGx0lDnXqK4RZ5dIH7C8yV32T-Rdoq6B4191geNnYLMD3YdosVzzJvw5ZU_Ta2LRX-k8bx_0sFdkl5VoQ8mc3Drotdci7iRA9aLc/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0q8YOmgxN5sXcj6-MA59zPVnqApt4_4ni3GCMkMiIGx0lDnXqK4RZ5dIH7C8yV32T-Rdoq6B4191geNnYLMD3YdosVzzJvw5ZU_Ta2LRX-k8bx_0sFdkl5VoQ8mc3Drotdci7iRA9aLc/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365394263821892194" border="0" /></a>Yesterday after the storm on the second picture it looked like a small lake there!<br /><br />Right now it sounds like a chain saw convention hit town.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-52584249687758368382009-07-28T09:18:00.000-07:002009-07-28T09:25:24.685-07:00Guess What I Did?We went on a short trip to go and visit the in laws and of course I just had to get in a little fishing!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF_3I5PYbgOnTM8JK3V_S_wbcrBvrrOX3LOPXxLmYE7FFAPuQpAJaja6-BjMTk1Z6DNvTidIIF8Cjyc-HaOm1p6R6OS4R7_hjYyN9wByQOPWreaQ3gNUp_Dqm8b1j98zWb75W3x7b8Z3A/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF_3I5PYbgOnTM8JK3V_S_wbcrBvrrOX3LOPXxLmYE7FFAPuQpAJaja6-BjMTk1Z6DNvTidIIF8Cjyc-HaOm1p6R6OS4R7_hjYyN9wByQOPWreaQ3gNUp_Dqm8b1j98zWb75W3x7b8Z3A/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363546733011835490" border="0" /></a>These are just some of the Cat fish we caught on the first day/evening/night/morning... Ok we stayed out all night and I believe it was 4 am when I finally crawled into bed.<br />Would of kept at it except for we ran out of stringers to put the fish on. Was a real nice trip and we went far enough away from home to forget about all the stuff still left to do here.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-67345096174476300152009-07-12T20:52:00.001-07:002009-07-13T13:43:06.651-07:00ThingsYes I am still alive! Just do not want to rant at you so I have been staying away.<br />Guess what...we still are sorting through our treasures trying to decide if we really do need to keep it or not. I have a new idea. People need to move every couple of years so that the treasures do not build up too much.<br />We have found stuff that we just had to keep from the last time we moved 12 years ago. Now the key word here is found. Now we have went 12 years without this treasure so you would think hey we do not need that right.............<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-46629912518686982502009-07-08T00:00:00.000-07:002009-07-08T00:01:17.067-07:00Happy BirthdayHey today is <a href="http://www.serenitytalk.com/">Lydias</a> birthday so everyone needs to go to her <a href="http://www.serenitytalk.com/">site</a> and wish her a happy birthday!<br /><br />You know they only come once a year so lets make it a good one for her.<br /><br />Hmmm 39 again...<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-11914467119549672712009-06-21T22:28:00.000-07:002009-06-21T22:30:15.512-07:00Need A Laugh?We all know those cute little computer symbols called 'emoticons,'<br /><br />:) means a smile and<br /><br />:( is a frown..<br /><br />Sometimes these are represented by<br /><br />:-)<br /><br />:-(<br /><br />Well, how about some 'ASSICONS?'<br />Here goes:<br /><br /><br />(_!_) a regular ass<br /><br /><br />(__!__) a fat ass<br /><br /><br />(!) a tight ass<br /><br /><br />(_*_) an ass hole<br /><br /><br />{_!_} a swishy ass<br /><br /><br />(_o_) an ass that's been around<br /><br />(_x_) kiss my ass<br /><br /><br />(_X_) leave my ass alone<br /><br /><br />(_zzz_) a tired ass<br /><br /><br />(_E=mc2_) a smart ass<br /><br /><br />(_$_) Money coming out of his ass<br /><br /><br />(_?_) Dumb Ass<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-77152143791238341742009-06-14T08:25:00.000-07:002009-06-15T19:52:25.287-07:00Still MovingYou know I have came to a realization...I have too much junk, treasures, toys, crap call it what you want I have too much of it.<br /><br />We down sized on our new house went from a 1,700 SQ/Ft full garage to a 1,100 SQ/FT no garage and there is not enough room.<br /><br />So what treasures to get rid of..well we started with the old adage when was the last time I used it and then moved to will I need it in the future to why the heck did I keep that to begin with!<br /><br />Oh well got the important stuff down. Bed, food, computer!<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-27157310738427274382009-06-10T08:39:00.000-07:002009-06-10T09:01:47.773-07:00BusyWell we have been so busy trying to get move and all but....<br />I just had to take a day off and do a little fishing. Was a great day and we limited out on rainbow trout. Went to a small man made lake that was built in the early 1900's for a water supply for a gold mine at the time.<br />Oh and guess what I remembered the camera!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdx3P41cCl2ZhOkP7115r5mBQofzOEFD1LadjhSyA_3dKQQXq-8U5s1Dkab2l4eoUZxLt0Cd1fpxQUhmRJv3wYqwdozFdPb1WxP5lIh_LiTZ4NfukvSEhE3i993fftYBvRB_ZKCW-b2l0/s1600-h/062.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdx3P41cCl2ZhOkP7115r5mBQofzOEFD1LadjhSyA_3dKQQXq-8U5s1Dkab2l4eoUZxLt0Cd1fpxQUhmRJv3wYqwdozFdPb1WxP5lIh_LiTZ4NfukvSEhE3i993fftYBvRB_ZKCW-b2l0/s320/062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345729036063523426" border="0" /></a><br />Now how does that look?<br />Just another part of my world near here.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-65540708794326640302009-06-05T23:08:00.001-07:002009-06-05T23:12:04.685-07:00To Good Not To Pass On<gillett97741@gmail.com><peaceontheriver@yahoo.com><admbe@aol.com><ck2985@msn.com><nana@stpaultel.com><mcnellis@ortelco.net><johnpin225@msn.com><teresa1957@cableone.net><hotearwax69@yahoo.com><gillett97741@gmail.com><mahnkenj@juno.com><bruneau@ronan.net><wardgw@verizon.net><vf-54_cag-5@sbcglobal.net><ddjw125@aol.com><ddjw125@aol.com>Daddy, how was I born?<br />A little boy goes to his father and asks 'Daddy, how was I born?'<br /><br />The father answers, 'Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />'You got Male!'<br /><br />It is what it is<br />Rod</ddjw125@aol.com></ddjw125@aol.com></vf-54_cag-5@sbcglobal.net></wardgw@verizon.net></bruneau@ronan.net></mahnkenj@juno.com></gillett97741@gmail.com></hotearwax69@yahoo.com></teresa1957@cableone.net></johnpin225@msn.com></mcnellis@ortelco.net></nana@stpaultel.com></ck2985@msn.com></admbe@aol.com></peaceontheriver@yahoo.com></gillett97741@gmail.com>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-17961490678793965462009-05-31T20:14:00.001-07:002009-05-31T20:16:41.464-07:00Exercise For People Over 50Begin by standing on a comfortable surface, where you have plenty of room at each side.<br /><br />With a 5-lb potato bag in each hand, extend your arms straight out from your sides and hold them there as long as you can. Try to reach a full minute, and then relax.<br /><br />Each day you'll find that you can hold this position for just a bit longer. After a couple of weeks, move up to 10-lb potato bags.<br /><br />Then try 50-lb potato bags and then eventually try to get to where you can lift a 100-lb potato bag in each hand and hold your arms straight for more than a full minute. (I’m at this level.)<br /><br />After you feel confident at that level, put a potato in each bag.<br /><br />I think I need to start this...<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-81851786838508076632009-05-27T15:06:00.000-07:002009-05-28T19:19:29.315-07:00The Problem Is...Why is it that every time I sit here and try to write a post all that comes to mind is the bad? I have started and deleted a lot of writings. I just seem to get going and then it turns to the dark side.<br />Well how about a little news then.<br />I never did get called for work. No big surprise to me first of all because of the job they were talking to me about and now guess what...they are starting to lay people off again.<br />We are now down to 2 vehicles had to let them have the car back so now we have zero in car payments and the insurance dropped nicely also.<br />Looks like we are moving. The bank just does not seem to want to work at all with us so hey they can have it back. We found a smaller place near here with a big yard for our dogs and they are real easy going on if we want to put in a garden and some more flower beds. Did not even hesitate when we asked if we could put in a fence to separate the front yard from the back.<br />Nice thing is that there is no hurry on the move so we can do it a little at a time and put the stuff away before we take more over so that will be nice. Going to have to thin out a bunch of stuff. We have been bad about keeping things that we really do not need.<br />Well that is enough for now just wanted to give you a little update.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-14724982211733664192009-05-22T18:11:00.000-07:002009-05-22T18:24:07.803-07:00InterestingThe next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500s:<br /><br />Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.<br /><br />Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water..<br /><br />Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying It's raining cats and dogs.<br /><br />There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.<br /><br />The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, Dirt poor. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance way. Hence the saying a thresh hold.<br /><br />In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat.. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old..<br /><br />Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, bring home the bacon. They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat..<br /><br />Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.<br /><br />Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.<br /><br />Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination would sometimes knock a person out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.<br /><br />England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a ...dead ringer..<br /><br />I do not know if these are true or not but they are real interesting<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-90518496498505628532009-05-21T20:25:00.000-07:002009-05-21T20:30:35.874-07:00Nothing MuchSorry about not posting just have not had much to say is all.<br />But you can be mad at me. We went for a little drive wandering around the mountains near here and I forgot to take the camera. So you will just have to take my word on it that it was beautiful.<br />I love the woods at this time of year everything fresh and new. Grass is all green and a nice breeze blowing.<br />Did not see any wild life running about but maybe next time.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-94850668975586152009-05-18T18:36:00.001-07:002009-05-18T19:01:02.108-07:00Still WaitingSo here it is Monday evening and guess what..No call from my "interveiw"<br />Maybe I am over qualified? But I bet the excuse would be that they do not believe I am the right person for the job.<br />Well I for one am not going to lose any sleep over it.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-32781139319745549952009-05-16T23:29:00.000-07:002009-05-16T23:30:22.862-07:00Sunday FunniesLIFE AFTER DEATH:<br />'DO YOU BELIEVE IN LIFE AFTER DEATH?' THE BOSS ASKED ONE OF HIS EMPLOYEES<br />'YES, SIR,' THE NEW EMPLOYEE REPLIED.<br />'WELL, THEN, THAT MAKES EVERYTHING JUST FINE,' THE BOSS WENT ON.<br />'AFTER YOU LEFT EARLY YESTERDAY TO GO TO YOUR GRANDMOTHER'S FUNERAL,<br />SHE STOPPED IN TO SEE YOU!<br /><br />PALM SUNDAY:<br />IT WAS PALM SUNDAY AND, BECAUSE OF A SORE THROAT, FIVE-YEAR-OLD JOHNNY STAYED HOME FROM CHURCH WITH A SITTER. WHEN THE FAMILY RETURNED HOME,<br />THEY WERE CARRYING SEVERAL PALM BRANCHES. THE BOY ASKED WHAT THEY WERE FOR. 'PEOPLE HELD THEM OVER JESUS ' HEAD AS HE WALKED BY.'<br />'WOULDN'T YOU KNOW IT,' THE BOY FUMED, 'THE ONE SUNDAY I DON'T GO, HE SHOWS UP!'<br /><br />CHILDREN'S SERMON:<br />ONE EASTER SUNDAY MORNING AS THE MINISTER WAS PREACHING THE CHILDREN'S<br />SERMON, HE REACHED INTO HIS BAG OF PROPS AND PULLED OUT AN EGG. HE POINTED AT THE EGG AND ASKED THE CHILDREN, 'WHAT'S IN HERE?' 'I KNOW!'<br />A LITTLE BOY EXCLAIMED. 'PANTYHOSE!! '<br /><br />SUPPORT A FAMILY:<br />THE PROSPECTIVE FATHER-IN-LAW ASKED, 'YOUNG MAN, CAN YOU SUPPORT A FAMILY?'<br />THE SURPRISED GROOM-TO-BE REPLIED, 'WELL, NO. I WAS JUST PLANNING TO<br />SUPPORT YOUR DAUGHTER. THE REST OF YOU WILL HAVE TO FEND FOR YOURSELVES.'<br /><br />FIRST TIME USHERS! :<br />A LITTLE BOY IN CHURCH FOR THE FIRST TIME WATCHED AS THE USHERS PASSED<br />AROUND THE OFFERING PLATES.<br />WHEN THEY CAME NEAR HIS PEW, THE BOY SAID LOUDLY, 'DON'T PAY FOR ME<br />DADDY I'M UNDER FIVE.'<br /><br />PRAYERS:<br />THE SUNDAY SCHOOL TEACHER ASKED, 'NOW, JOHNNY, TELL ME, DO YOU SAY<br />PRAYERS BEFORE EATING ?' 'NO SIR,' HE REPLIED, 'WE DON'T HAVE TO, MY<br />MOM IS A GOOD COOK!'<br /><br />CLIMB THE WALLS:<br />'OH, I SURE AM HAPPY TO SEE YOU,' THE LITTLE BOY SAID TO HIS GRANDMOTHER ON HIS MOTHER'S SIDE. 'NOW MAYBE DAD DY WILL DO THE TRICK HE HAS BEEN PROMISING US.'<br />THE GRANDMOTHER WAS CURIOUS.. 'WHAT TRICK IS THAT?' SHE ASKED..<br />'I HEARD HIM TELL MOMMY THAT HE WOULD CLIMB THE WALLS IF YOU CAME TO<br />VISIT,' THE LITTLE BOY ANSWERED.<br /><br />THE MOOD RING:<br />MY HUSBAND BOUGHT ME A MOOD RING THE OTHER DAY. WHEN I'M IN A GOOD<br />MOOD IT TURNS GREEN. WHEN I'M IN A BAD MOOD, IT LEAVES A RED MARK ON<br />HIS FOREHEAD<br /><br />THE WATER PISTOL:<br />WHEN MY THREE-YEAR-OLD SON OPENED THE BIRTHDAY GIFT FROM HIS<br />GRANDMOTHER, HE DISCOVERED A WATER PISTOL.. HE SQUEALED WITH DELIGHT<br />AND HEADED FOR THE NEAREST SINK.<br />I WAS NOT SO PLEASED. I TURNED TO MOM AND SAID, 'I'M SURPRISED AT YOU.<br />DON'T YOU REMEMBER HOW WE USED TO DRIVE YOU CRAZY WITH WATER GUNS?'<br />MOM SMILED AND THEN REPLIED..... 'I REMEMBER!!'<br /><br /><br />A new teacher was trying to make use of her psychology courses. She started her class by saying, 'Everyone who thinks they're stupid, stand up!'<br />After a few seconds, Little Davie stood up. The teacher said, 'Do you think you're stupid, Little Davie ?'<br />'No, ma'am, but I hate to see you standing there all by yourself!'<br /><br /><br />Little Davie watched, fascinated, as his mother smoothed cold cream on her face.<br />'Why do you do that, mommy?' he asked.<br />'To make myself beautiful,' said his mother, who then began removing the cream with a tissue.<br />'What's the matter?' asked Little Davie . 'Giving up?'<br /><br />GRANDMA'S AGE :<br /><br />LITTLE JOHNNY ASKED HIS GRANDMA HOW OLD SHE WAS.<br />GRANDMA ANSWERED, '39 AND HOLDING.'<br />JOHNNY THOUGHT FOR A MOMENT, AND THEN SAID, 'AND HOW OLD WOULD YOU BE<br />IF YOU LET GO?'<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827973781083432066.post-11345372808483015792009-05-15T17:02:00.000-07:002009-05-15T17:25:12.693-07:00They Interveiwed MeYes I did not stutter they interviewed me.<br />It was not your normal interview but they did have a few interesting questions.<br />My favorite was and what experience do you have that will benefit us...You have got to be kidding I worked there for 16+ years. But I answered them anyway.<br />Well lets see I can do all management positions here and all the scheduling on top of my working knowledge that I have of the machines and oh yes I can drive lift truck also...What did they expect.<br />So they then ask me what jobs I felt I could do on the floor. Physical labor type, So I told them my concerns and the big boss said that he noticed that I was concerned about certain jobs being to physical.<br />Well of course I am concerned I am not a young pup anymore and I have been in management for the last 14 years. Did he think he could do all the jobs out there?<br />So I told him that I was not one to blow smoke up anyone butt and I sure as hell was not going to kiss any ones either. He said that yes he had heard that about me. So my reply was and so now you know why I am where I am then.<br />What do you mean by that he asked. So I told him straight out that there was some people that worked there that did not like to hear the truth and just wanted someone to be a yes man and not ask any questions about certain decisions just give me a yes sir and kiss my butt.<br />So I was told that they would get back with me....hmmm have not heard anything yet...maybe they are still looking for a butt kisser.<br /><br />It is what it is<br /><br />RodRodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11921583251342269613noreply@blogger.com6