Then there was FIRE!

Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.  I’m talking about Kindle Fire.   

SkyMed ( follow the link on the left to know more about SkyMed) awarded us a Kindle Fire for sales we had last October/November.  We are avid book readers.  We are always perusing the local libraries looking for books.  We drop books off…we get new books.  I have books stashed everywhere.  We very seldom buy a book. I wasn’t sure if I would like reading a book on an E-reader.  I have the Kindle app on my Droid and have read a book or two on it but the screen on the Droid is so small and I’m flipping pages so fast that it makes me dizzy.  The Kindle Fire is like a small I Pad.  I have downloaded books…books that were already in my “Cloud”.  I have downloaded free music albums that stay in my “Cloud” so I can then download them to my MPG3 player on my Droid. I can surf the web, check email, download apps, watch streaming videos through my Amazon Prime account, browse for free books and music. I can also borrow books from Amazon’s lending library. There are free e-book sites other than Amazon not to mention the local library for their e-books.  There are functions of the Fire that I haven’t even begun to understand yet.

The biggest problem I seem to have is Tim.  He keeps eyeing MY Kindle.  I don’t plan on showing him how to turn it on.

Guess who???

Jaywalking…

Tim sent me the link. Very funny but also scary considering they can vote, too.

http://www.iviewtube.com/v/65379/jay-leno-in-jaywalking-(very-funny)

Talk about intensity…

I posted this on Facebook but not everyone is on Facebook.  Tim and Lucy start their morning watching this. 

http://www.dogwork.com/bcw2b/

Adams School

We moved back to Lincoln when I was 8.  I was in the 3rd grade.  I don’t remember the teacher but I do remember Adams School.  It was a 2 room schoolhouse and was just a few blocks from where we lived with “Mom”. First and second grades were in one room and third and fourth were in the other.  There were 2 teachers…one for each room.  The only real memory I have of attending Adams is coming home with a plastic bag with a couple of guppies.  Guppies are baby fish.  Not sure what they grew into.  I think gold fish.  I remember my mother and grandmother saying “no way”.  Guppies were like rabbits and I’d end up with millions.  I begged and begged.  I finally wore them down and my grandmother gave me a bowl to put them in.  I promised to take care of them.  My mother gave me some money to go buy fish food.  I fed them every time I walked by the fish bowl.  They had to eat, after all.  Well, they didn’t have to worry about millions of guppies.  After a few days the guppies were belly up.  I think I over fed them.  End of story.

Here’s a picture of Adams School:  

Changes in the wind…

Lots of wind the past few days.  However, the changes we’re making has nothing to do with the wind.  Change is good, keeps one out of a rut.  I don’t like ruts. 

Breakfast, lunch, dinner and desert

http://www.chef-in-training.com/2012/02/mouth-watering-monday-20-breakfast-in.html

http://www.ziplist.com/recipes/459300-Bacon_Guacamole_Grilled_Cheese_Sandwich

http://www.closetcooking.com/2011/02/double-smoked-bacon-wrapped-fillet.html

http://www.closetcooking.com/2012/02/raspberry-and-dark-chocolate-cheesecake.html

I’m stuffed.  Happy Valentine’s Day!

Watcha doin?

Family history continued

As I get older it has become important to me to try to remember stuff and write it down.  Stories told to me as a young adult went in one ear and out the other.  My Dad talked about being a POW during World War II only one time.  He was in Patton’s Third Army, went in with the group that liberated a POW camp that Patton’s son-in-law was in and then ended up being captured by the Germans on the way out.  I would give anything today to have had a recording of that conversation.  He never would talk about it again.  Hopefully, some day my grandkids, nieces and nephews will find and read this blog to get a sense of who their family was (is).  My mother and grandmother use to tell stories about their parents and grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, children born and died young.  My mother lived in New Harmony, Indiana and remembered when a devastating tornado came through and killed hundreds of people.  She helped to pull bodies from the wreckage.  She also told me about her first marriage to Bill Hyatt.  She didn’t really want to marry him but when he showed up at my Aunt Dena’s cabin (where she was staying) in a wagon pulled by horses she got in and they went to town to get married. I do remember my Aunt Dena. She had a twin sister named Lena.  I don’t think I ever met her.  I’m not positive but I think they were my grandmother’s sisters.  My family history is murky.   Aunt Dena was a little looney.  She not only smoked a corn cob pipe but kept dead copperhead snakes in some sort of liquid in quart jars.  Ii have no idea why.  Maybe that’s why my mother got in the wagon!

Ramblings

Started a post on more family history but it’s late and my mind is wandering.  Saved it as a draft and will work on it later.

Been doing SkyMed presentations.  For 20 minutes of SkyMed attendees then get a chicken dinner (or lunch).  We started doing the presentations in November.  I’m sick of chicken.

Made a Nutella cheesecake.  Basically just cream cheese, a little sugar, vanilla and a jar of Nutella.  Dump in an Oreo cookie crust. Yummy. 

Watched a couple good movies.  This evening was The Greatest Game Ever Played.  It’s a true golf story in the early 1900’s.  Didn’t recognize any of the characters.  The other was Secondhand Lions with Robert Duvall and Michael Caine.  Great movie.  Tim actually stayed awake for both.

Growing tomatoes.  It’s a contest between the birds and me to see who’s going to get the tomatoes first.  We’re about even. 

I have a headache.  Too much chicken. 

Time to go to bed.  Lucy’s already snoring.