My husband restores old vehicles and is not above "trading" for parts. One of the neighbors needed some work done on his truck and asked if he would take a snowmobile for the work. The snowmobile needed some motor work done on it, not a lot to make it operable so he accepted it for payment.
One hot day in July, I was busy doing housework and I heard this awful sound. I just knew he was trying to get some kind of motor to run. The next noise I heard sounded like someone close by was target shooting. Since I live in the country, it's not unusual so I didn't pay much attention.
After a short time, I heard a loud motor like a chain saw, popping and cracking and backfiring all at once. It sounded like it was moving around to the front of the house. I hurried to the front door in time to see my husband flying across the front yard, on a Snowmobile, bouncing on the uneven clumps of grass. Can you picture this? Life is not dull in the country.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Little or No Cooking Recipes
Green Fluff
1 Box of Pistachio pudding (instant)
1 large can crushed pineapple
1 container Cool Whip
2 cups Miniature marshmallows
1/2 cup of walnut (optional)
Mix - Refrigerate - eat
Dessert Pizza
1 Pizza Crust (You can purchase these already prepared)
1 can of your favorite pie filling
Spread over the Pizza crust
Take 1 packge Philadelphia Creme Cheese and soften
add 2 to 3 cups of powedered sugar (for your taste)and mix
Warm this in the microwave and drizzle over the Pizza
Bake at 350 until golden brown
Peanut Butter Pie
1 - 8 oz. package of Philadelphia Creme Cheese (softened)
1/2 cup of powdered sugar
1 cup smooth peanut butter
1 - 8 oz. container of Cool Whip
Mix until creamy and pour into 9" graham cracker crust and Refrigerate
Fruit Salad
2 cans chunk pineapple
1 small can manderine oranges
1 jar Marchino cherries
2 or 3 bananas sliced
2 small boxes of vanilla pudding
Cook pudding according to the box using the juice from the fruit mix
Cool slightly and add fruit - Refrigerate
1 Box of Pistachio pudding (instant)
1 large can crushed pineapple
1 container Cool Whip
2 cups Miniature marshmallows
1/2 cup of walnut (optional)
Mix - Refrigerate - eat
Dessert Pizza
1 Pizza Crust (You can purchase these already prepared)
1 can of your favorite pie filling
Spread over the Pizza crust
Take 1 packge Philadelphia Creme Cheese and soften
add 2 to 3 cups of powedered sugar (for your taste)and mix
Warm this in the microwave and drizzle over the Pizza
Bake at 350 until golden brown
Peanut Butter Pie
1 - 8 oz. package of Philadelphia Creme Cheese (softened)
1/2 cup of powdered sugar
1 cup smooth peanut butter
1 - 8 oz. container of Cool Whip
Mix until creamy and pour into 9" graham cracker crust and Refrigerate
Fruit Salad
2 cans chunk pineapple
1 small can manderine oranges
1 jar Marchino cherries
2 or 3 bananas sliced
2 small boxes of vanilla pudding
Cook pudding according to the box using the juice from the fruit mix
Cool slightly and add fruit - Refrigerate
First Job
Newbie...
The second day on my very first job as a waitress, I had a customer that asked for a "Pine Float". Do you know how to make a "Pine Float." After looking for the ingredients for five minutes, I told the customer I wasn't sure how to make one. I was so embarrassed when he told me that it was "a glass of water and a tooth pick." I was teased on a regular basis after that....
Don't be Nasty........you'll get paid back!
While working as a waitress, I had one of the nastiest regular customers you could ever wait on. Being a waitress, you count on tips so you want to make sure you take care of your customers. This particular customer came every other day for a cup of coffee and a piece of pie and then she would complain, complain, complain.
One particular day after her usual ritual, she came down from the restroom, got ready to leave and I checked her out at the register. She walked out the front door, across the street and turned right to cross the street again. I didn't look up until she had crossed the second street. Guess what was trailing behind her......10 foot of toilet paper stuck in the waist of her jeans.....I about died laughing........shame on me...
Short Legs
On a slow day, I usually got some extra cleaning done in the restaurant. I decided to clean the big chest freezer. It was quite a stretch to reach the bottom, I was just teetering on the edge hanging upside down as I cleaned. Somehow my arm bumped the lid of the freezer and it came down on top of me enough that I was stuck. Just picture, chest freezer, lid almost down, two legs swinging trying to reach...something. I heard the door bell ring and started to yell help....how would you like to help a waitress out of the freezer in order to get service.
More later...
The second day on my very first job as a waitress, I had a customer that asked for a "Pine Float". Do you know how to make a "Pine Float." After looking for the ingredients for five minutes, I told the customer I wasn't sure how to make one. I was so embarrassed when he told me that it was "a glass of water and a tooth pick." I was teased on a regular basis after that....
Don't be Nasty........you'll get paid back!
While working as a waitress, I had one of the nastiest regular customers you could ever wait on. Being a waitress, you count on tips so you want to make sure you take care of your customers. This particular customer came every other day for a cup of coffee and a piece of pie and then she would complain, complain, complain.
One particular day after her usual ritual, she came down from the restroom, got ready to leave and I checked her out at the register. She walked out the front door, across the street and turned right to cross the street again. I didn't look up until she had crossed the second street. Guess what was trailing behind her......10 foot of toilet paper stuck in the waist of her jeans.....I about died laughing........shame on me...
Short Legs
On a slow day, I usually got some extra cleaning done in the restaurant. I decided to clean the big chest freezer. It was quite a stretch to reach the bottom, I was just teetering on the edge hanging upside down as I cleaned. Somehow my arm bumped the lid of the freezer and it came down on top of me enough that I was stuck. Just picture, chest freezer, lid almost down, two legs swinging trying to reach...something. I heard the door bell ring and started to yell help....how would you like to help a waitress out of the freezer in order to get service.
More later...
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
In My Opinion - Five of My Favorite Movies
Number 5
Fifth on the list of my favorite movies is Planet of the Apes (1968). It features such stars as Kim Hunter as Zira, Roddy McDowall as Cornelius, and, of course, Charelton Heston as George Taylor. This film was released during the sixties when quesitons of life on other planets was foremost in our minds. A kind of follow-up from the "Buck Rogers" cartoon of the generation "before me." Makes you wonder when you gaze up at the stars...doesn't it?
Number 4
Fifth on the list of my favorite movies is Planet of the Apes (1968). It features such stars as Kim Hunter as Zira, Roddy McDowall as Cornelius, and, of course, Charelton Heston as George Taylor. This film was released during the sixties when quesitons of life on other planets was foremost in our minds. A kind of follow-up from the "Buck Rogers" cartoon of the generation "before me." Makes you wonder when you gaze up at the stars...doesn't it?
Number 4
My fourth favorite movie of all time is Lake Placid. The cast includes Bridget Fonda, Oliver Platt and Bill Pullman. You know there is always the possibility that nature has hidden from us something simular. Can you tell I like Science Fiction? This action packed movie sent me jumping back in my seat.
Number 3
Third on my list of favorite movies is Michael. John Travolta plays an angel sent to earth to guide people in their lives. This movie also stars Andie McDowell and William Hurt. Everyone appreciates the thought that and angel is watching over them. To actually meet and interact with one such as portrayed in "Michael" by John Travolta shows we don't live in a perfect world....but we try. Doesn't he just make most of being and angel?
Number 2
Ranked second on my list of favorites is Harry Potter. This movie stars actors of all ages such as Daniel Radcliffe,Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Maggie Smith and Julie Walters. This delightful series of movies and books incorporates the importance of education and the arts as well as the constant struggle within ourselves of good and evil that we need to make well rounded individuals. They also give new meaning to athletics and games such as chess.
Number 1
My absolute favorite movie of all time is Jurrasic Park. I think the animation is incredibly realistic in this movie. It stars such actors as Sam Neal, Laura Dern and Jeff Goldblum. The incredible mechanics and precision of movement given to our "prehistoric" friends. Did they really behave that way? I also have seen the first "Godzilla" movies to be able to compare this series with. "Godzilla" used to be my favorite.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Baby's First Christmas
My daughter was born in May and her first Christmas was fast approaching. She progressed so fast, I’m not sure I had a baby but a toddler. Life was so interesting for her and I didn’t want to hold her back in any way. During my maternity leave, I took picture of her crawling. She was so far advanced that any baby I had ever been around. I wanted to make sure that learning and the excitement of accomplishment would continue to be fun and exciting for her. She never wanted to be cuddled or hindered from a view of the world around her. Up to this point, I put a lot of thought in each toy purchase, I wanted so badly to splurge and buy everything for her.
At six months, she was walking everywhere and pointing. I was an older parent and took great delight in explaining and naming each item that she pointed at glancing back at me with a questionable expression. I knew whatever I purchased for her must have an element of learning because she was, at that point, a bundle of activity, so energetic and interested in her surroundings. I knew she loved books, the only time she would sit still was while I was reading to her, and each night she sat on my lap while I read one of the books, she would pick all the while naming the items on each page. I knew she would be talking soon. Foremost on my list were several books.
Next the energetic side of her personality needed an outlet. Activity toys such as a small tricycle should be on my list; instead I found a tennis shoe just the right height with four little wheels, then I found some of the Disney characters that told stories. I then had a “Mickey Mouse” and a “Goofy” that once connected together told stories. These items worried me a little, because the stuffed, talking characters were three feet tall, as tall as my daughter. I was so excited for my daughter, it was difficult to wait for these treasures I found to become her possessions.
Christmas Day dawned bright and sunny. She smiled and giggled with each present that we helped her open. Her little eyes told the story of each delightful surprise. I lined up my purchases, even clothes, so that she could see all the items I had carefully chosen for her. She walked back and forth touching and hugging each item with excitement. She chose the books to be read first, so I obliged. We sat down and I read two books before interest in the other items came as an afterthought to her.
Later in the day, we traveled to my mother’s home for a repeat. My one year old nephew was already there and so excited, he couldn’t stop squealing. The two played together, one following the other until exhaustion overtook them and a short nap was in order.
Throughout the years, I maintained the same ideal that quality toy purchases should have an element of learning. I still have most of the items she received that day in hopes that someday her children might enjoy them as she did.
At six months, she was walking everywhere and pointing. I was an older parent and took great delight in explaining and naming each item that she pointed at glancing back at me with a questionable expression. I knew whatever I purchased for her must have an element of learning because she was, at that point, a bundle of activity, so energetic and interested in her surroundings. I knew she loved books, the only time she would sit still was while I was reading to her, and each night she sat on my lap while I read one of the books, she would pick all the while naming the items on each page. I knew she would be talking soon. Foremost on my list were several books.
Next the energetic side of her personality needed an outlet. Activity toys such as a small tricycle should be on my list; instead I found a tennis shoe just the right height with four little wheels, then I found some of the Disney characters that told stories. I then had a “Mickey Mouse” and a “Goofy” that once connected together told stories. These items worried me a little, because the stuffed, talking characters were three feet tall, as tall as my daughter. I was so excited for my daughter, it was difficult to wait for these treasures I found to become her possessions.
Christmas Day dawned bright and sunny. She smiled and giggled with each present that we helped her open. Her little eyes told the story of each delightful surprise. I lined up my purchases, even clothes, so that she could see all the items I had carefully chosen for her. She walked back and forth touching and hugging each item with excitement. She chose the books to be read first, so I obliged. We sat down and I read two books before interest in the other items came as an afterthought to her.
Later in the day, we traveled to my mother’s home for a repeat. My one year old nephew was already there and so excited, he couldn’t stop squealing. The two played together, one following the other until exhaustion overtook them and a short nap was in order.
Throughout the years, I maintained the same ideal that quality toy purchases should have an element of learning. I still have most of the items she received that day in hopes that someday her children might enjoy them as she did.
Living Inside the City Limits vs. Country Living
I grew up living in the country and couldn't wait to marry and move to a small town. I thought it would be nice to walk to the grocery and do all my errands without having to use a vehicle for everything. What an eye opening experience for me.
First of all, we raised our own vegetables, canned and processed them for later use. We also had a little red wagon to transport them from the garden to the house. While I had no such luxury living in town, or a place to store a wagon, the bags of groceries alone were almost backbreaking by the time I walked home from the closest grocery store.
Living in the country, I used to lie in bed at night and listen to the train whistle blow in the distance as it passed through the nearest town three miles away. It was such a comforting sound and one I miss. Our first home was next to the railroad tracks and at the time I didn't think too much of it when I saw them. The first night in my new home, a house trailer on his parents property, the train came rumbling by so loud that I jumped straight up in bed and banged my head on the ceiling. I was so frightened by the deafening noise it took a few moments for my new husband to calm me down. He said I would get used to it and the noise wouldn't bother me. I never did get used to the noise. We stayed there for a year while looking for a home to buy.
We found a small house in the next nearest small town that was within our budget to purchase. The house needed some restoration. There were also railroad tracks in town, but they were located several blocks away from where we lived. The houses on our street may have had a distance of fifteen to twenty feet between them and the neighbors seemed really nice. The sound I heard every night before going to sleep changed from trains to vehicles. I would listen to the cars bang over the man hole covers all the way up the street.
During the day whenever we were outside working on the house, there was always someone walking up and down the street wanting to stop and "checkout" what was going on. Even though restoration "duties" took twice as long to complete, we were gracious enough to take time out to "visit" with those who stopped by. It was a little disturbing waving at the neighbor doing dishes while I was doing the same.
Eventually we were able to buy a home in the country where a little more privacy is not to be taken for "granted." I raise a small garden; no train tracks are close by and the neighbors' wave and go about their business. Of course there are the pesky little critters that visit like the occasional opossum we find on the porch, a field mouse that has decided to move in, or the night I discovered a raccoon peering in the window. Of course we can't forget the squirrel that brings his food to our deck and leaves his shells behind.
Life is certainly different living in the country and I wouldn't trade it again for convenience.
First of all, we raised our own vegetables, canned and processed them for later use. We also had a little red wagon to transport them from the garden to the house. While I had no such luxury living in town, or a place to store a wagon, the bags of groceries alone were almost backbreaking by the time I walked home from the closest grocery store.
Living in the country, I used to lie in bed at night and listen to the train whistle blow in the distance as it passed through the nearest town three miles away. It was such a comforting sound and one I miss. Our first home was next to the railroad tracks and at the time I didn't think too much of it when I saw them. The first night in my new home, a house trailer on his parents property, the train came rumbling by so loud that I jumped straight up in bed and banged my head on the ceiling. I was so frightened by the deafening noise it took a few moments for my new husband to calm me down. He said I would get used to it and the noise wouldn't bother me. I never did get used to the noise. We stayed there for a year while looking for a home to buy.
We found a small house in the next nearest small town that was within our budget to purchase. The house needed some restoration. There were also railroad tracks in town, but they were located several blocks away from where we lived. The houses on our street may have had a distance of fifteen to twenty feet between them and the neighbors seemed really nice. The sound I heard every night before going to sleep changed from trains to vehicles. I would listen to the cars bang over the man hole covers all the way up the street.
During the day whenever we were outside working on the house, there was always someone walking up and down the street wanting to stop and "checkout" what was going on. Even though restoration "duties" took twice as long to complete, we were gracious enough to take time out to "visit" with those who stopped by. It was a little disturbing waving at the neighbor doing dishes while I was doing the same.
Eventually we were able to buy a home in the country where a little more privacy is not to be taken for "granted." I raise a small garden; no train tracks are close by and the neighbors' wave and go about their business. Of course there are the pesky little critters that visit like the occasional opossum we find on the porch, a field mouse that has decided to move in, or the night I discovered a raccoon peering in the window. Of course we can't forget the squirrel that brings his food to our deck and leaves his shells behind.
Life is certainly different living in the country and I wouldn't trade it again for convenience.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Stay In School
Decisions, decisions....life is full of decisions. For now, stay in school. The economy isn't looking so good at this point, so staying in or going back to school is an easy decision.
When I graduated from high school college didn't appear an option. I grew up on a small working farm in Southeastern Ohio. At that time, girls graduated from high school and either got married or went straight to work. I, along with my three siblings, were raised by our mother and her parents. My mom, siblings, and I went to live with them after my father left. We were out of bed before daylight doing the farm chores. If we didn't grow it in our garden, we didn't have it to eat. I was the cook. I prepared breakfast and started getting ready for school before I woke up anyone else in the house. We had only one bathroom and four of us to get ready for school.
At age fourteen, I had gotten a job in town. After school every day at 3:00, I would walk to the restaurant, change into my uniform, and work from 3:30 to 11:00. I didn't think school was too important at that point, just something I had to do. I did, however, select my course of study as secretarial work, because I thought I needed to know a trade of some kind other than being a waitress. So, I took typing and shorthand and concentrated on composing legal documents.
I worked in that restaurant until it went out of business, and I graduated from high school. I then started working in the town green house. Working there among the growing plants was hard work, but I was used to hard work. Transplanting time was coming to an end and I was afraid to be out of work. By then I purchased my first car, and with it came the loan. So I sent my resume to a bank in the next small town and was hired. I worked in the bank until I met and married my husband. When we moved to the small town in Northern Ohio, I knew I still needed to work and help support us both. It was difficult finding a job because at that time everyone knew everyone in that small town, and that was a factor in getting hired.
I saw an opening for a waitress at the local truck stop, so I went back to being a waitress. My husband and I purchased an older home that needed a lot of renovation. I kept working as a waitress and continued to send out my resume until I was called to the local bank. The new manager was not a local person, and my resume was exceptional, given my age and work history. I worked in two departments at the time: one as a bookkeeper, the other as a teller. I trained new tellers, took charge of scheduling, joined the marketing task group, and all the auditing of the office.
After giving birth to our daughter, money was tight, so I took on a part-time job in the local grocery store as a cashier. I worked both the bank and the grocery store until I decided it was time for me to go back to school thinking that I could possibly get a promotion at the bank if I did this. I attended Zane State College and received my Associates Degree in Applied Business. There was no promotion for me at the bank, regardless of how much extra responsibility I took on.
A better job opportunity presented itself, or so I thought at the time. I gave my notice at the bank after twenty-two years and went to work for a cash advance company. The salary was better and I was now a loan officer managing my own office. I couldn't believe the hardships this type of company put on its customers. I didn't like it, so I sent my resume to a construction company that had an opening for a Receptionist/Administrative Assistant and was hired. I learned the construction business from the inside, estimates, bid documents, and the different materials used for bridge and building construction.
I still hadn't found my niche yet, but then I saw the ad for an Administrative Assistant for the Human Resource Department here at Muskingum. I mailed my resume to the College and was selected for the position. I have met the most wonderful people at Muskingum. Each employee shows such passion and excitement for their chosen specialty. I started attending classes toward my Bachelor's Degree in Business. When the opportunity to become part of the new Nursing Department arose, I applied and was chosen as Secretary. I feel privileged to be a member of the Nursing Department at Muskingum University.
When I graduated from high school college didn't appear an option. I grew up on a small working farm in Southeastern Ohio. At that time, girls graduated from high school and either got married or went straight to work. I, along with my three siblings, were raised by our mother and her parents. My mom, siblings, and I went to live with them after my father left. We were out of bed before daylight doing the farm chores. If we didn't grow it in our garden, we didn't have it to eat. I was the cook. I prepared breakfast and started getting ready for school before I woke up anyone else in the house. We had only one bathroom and four of us to get ready for school.
At age fourteen, I had gotten a job in town. After school every day at 3:00, I would walk to the restaurant, change into my uniform, and work from 3:30 to 11:00. I didn't think school was too important at that point, just something I had to do. I did, however, select my course of study as secretarial work, because I thought I needed to know a trade of some kind other than being a waitress. So, I took typing and shorthand and concentrated on composing legal documents.
I worked in that restaurant until it went out of business, and I graduated from high school. I then started working in the town green house. Working there among the growing plants was hard work, but I was used to hard work. Transplanting time was coming to an end and I was afraid to be out of work. By then I purchased my first car, and with it came the loan. So I sent my resume to a bank in the next small town and was hired. I worked in the bank until I met and married my husband. When we moved to the small town in Northern Ohio, I knew I still needed to work and help support us both. It was difficult finding a job because at that time everyone knew everyone in that small town, and that was a factor in getting hired.
I saw an opening for a waitress at the local truck stop, so I went back to being a waitress. My husband and I purchased an older home that needed a lot of renovation. I kept working as a waitress and continued to send out my resume until I was called to the local bank. The new manager was not a local person, and my resume was exceptional, given my age and work history. I worked in two departments at the time: one as a bookkeeper, the other as a teller. I trained new tellers, took charge of scheduling, joined the marketing task group, and all the auditing of the office.
After giving birth to our daughter, money was tight, so I took on a part-time job in the local grocery store as a cashier. I worked both the bank and the grocery store until I decided it was time for me to go back to school thinking that I could possibly get a promotion at the bank if I did this. I attended Zane State College and received my Associates Degree in Applied Business. There was no promotion for me at the bank, regardless of how much extra responsibility I took on.
A better job opportunity presented itself, or so I thought at the time. I gave my notice at the bank after twenty-two years and went to work for a cash advance company. The salary was better and I was now a loan officer managing my own office. I couldn't believe the hardships this type of company put on its customers. I didn't like it, so I sent my resume to a construction company that had an opening for a Receptionist/Administrative Assistant and was hired. I learned the construction business from the inside, estimates, bid documents, and the different materials used for bridge and building construction.
I still hadn't found my niche yet, but then I saw the ad for an Administrative Assistant for the Human Resource Department here at Muskingum. I mailed my resume to the College and was selected for the position. I have met the most wonderful people at Muskingum. Each employee shows such passion and excitement for their chosen specialty. I started attending classes toward my Bachelor's Degree in Business. When the opportunity to become part of the new Nursing Department arose, I applied and was chosen as Secretary. I feel privileged to be a member of the Nursing Department at Muskingum University.
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