That’s what the Kennedy administration had to deal with the Cuban Missile Crisis. It is what we have to decide about life and work.
On scale it may not be important but it is to us. All the forces are coming down upon us and some change must happen and soon.
I’m the one on point. Please let me meld healthcare, retirement and other items so we can live a peaceful life. Thanks, cheers, Dee
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Tagged Cuban Missile Crisis, healthcare, Kennedy administration, marketplace, retirement
I think they still call them layoffs in the working world, but in my world it’s different.
Whenever I have a concern with our living situation, it’s always prefaced by confusion and misunderstanding, as if I’m stupid. I am not confused, but my questions and requests may be misunderstood… by you.
Why high-end organizations still treat women badly is always a mystery to me. We run our homes, pay the bills and make sure Brutus gets to the vet on time.
Hey gals who are all blonde and wear stilettos, we make more than you. Take math and science courses and marry someone you want to have breakfast with for the rest of your life, no matter his income.
My bank added my husband’s name on our checks at my behest. They made it his account even though we’re both signatory and wouldn’t allow me access to my account I’d had for years before meeting him. Being married is a continuous fight for me to get access to my accounts because as soon as I put my husband on them they would only deal with him.
Now he gets on the phone, gives his info, gives my info and says I’m OK on all accounts. Talk about confusion and misunderstanding. A shamed Dee
The last one was my 2,000th post and I swore to retire. I will miss you, dear reader, for your pithy comments (my aunt made me read the dictionary while using her bathroom, she was an English teacher) and friendship.
How about giving me a well-deserved vacation and I’ll decide whether to resume this, change the name or focus or just keep being Dee. I still have the site and of course I’ll let you know.
I’ve had a wonderful few years hearing from you and reading your blogs and will keep this site open for you to tell me to keep on writing!
Thank you for letting me learn how to write from the heart without fear, express myself, and not be so shy anymore. Thanks for letting me use this site to talk about politics, bullying, family, childhood and dogs as well as cooking.
My husband created this site for me six years ago and I was so scared to write on it, but How To Eat a Concord Grape was my first foray and it’s above and beyond my most popular post, especially in grape season and everyone wants to know whether or not to eat the seeds. I’d say be outdoors, follow my instructions and spit them out.
I am glad to have been useful, perhaps for dinner ideas, insightful thoughts and a little wisdom here and there.
With a blog there’s always something left on your “desk,” and an old friend of my Dad’s once told him: never stay late to clean your desk on a Friday. It’ll give you something to do on Monday. If you clean it all up you may die over the weekend. That is a very bad rendition (mine) of an old Irish proverb.
My desk is messy and I like it that way as it gives me something to think about. Cheers and Thanks, Dee
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Tagged 000th Post, 2, community, home, lifestyle, literature, retirement, school, writing
I’m watching big military planes go by and jets soaring in the air and wondering what the heck is going on. Then I look out and the flag is at half-staff and have to look it up.
Of course I thought it was to honor the dead on 9.11. No, it’s Patriot’s Day.
I have to look it up every time. Usually it’s for a local soldier we lost in Afghanistan.
Perhaps I should now look into the threat level because there are seven jet streams and two cargo planes that have flown right by as I was writing. Who knows these days?
No one will let me be a participant these retirement days, so I strive (not willingly) to take my seat on the sidelines. What they don’t know is here I can be even more dangerous because I’ve the time to see more! Even while cooking I make sure I have an eye on the world. Dee
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Tagged flags at half-mast, jet streams, military activity, military planes, retirement
I’ve never seen it. But I found it and my husband arrived there tonight. He’s never seen it either and is scant on details. This weekend he’ll fly back and we’ll drive both cars and the dog to live in our new temporary home.
We must get things together quickly, as three days after we arrive, we’ll have guests. My dear brother-in-law and his son, our nine year-old nephew, want a train adventure and we’re on the other end.
In my mind, houses/condos/apartments are only homes if they have families in them. While Jim said no, I said yes. Even though we’ve only got a few days under our belt, we can always find them a reasonably priced hotel and we can see our new town.
It’s OK going to a fully-furnished place for a month or few, especially in a foreign country as you only bring a suitcase and laptop. Living in one in-country for three years leads to a very strange sense that you’ve packed nearly everything but are not yet done, because you still have dishes, towels, furniture et al.
That said, I’m turning the corner emotionally as my husband left this morning for the week and I’m here alone to finish up. Luckily I’ve the dog for company.
We’d love to see some neighbors the night before we leave so in addition to moving, storage, and paperwork ending things here and beginning them elsewhere, I’ll take that on next.
We love the mountains, but I hear we have a lovely city view from the 17th floor. Thanks to everyone, we had the work gang over last night. So many people have made these three years special.
We will certainly miss our mountains and our birds. We have the ability to move anywhere in the short-term or long-term because we don’t have kids. And we and employers take advantage of that. Yes, our dog puts on the brakes, which is a good thing, though she’s been effectively under quarantine since 2005 so she can go to the UK and EU countries easily.
I don’t take many things on faith, on you I do, dear husband. We complement each other with different strengths and capabilities. I’ll tell you I love you many times a day every day of my life, but we fill each others’ gaps. You’re the geek, I’m the nurturer but with us it’s a lot more interesting and complicated. I love that about you, dear, and that I found us a home and you’re living there for a week without me.
Then you’ll fly in and we’ll drive off together to a new adventure.
We will miss the West but now know where we want to retire. Retiring for Jim will be having an incredible computer setup and shop, an adult version of what he made from a scrap room off the milk barn at age twelve. He’ll never stop working and inventing software or hardware, as he did things as a kid to make his dad’s job easier on the dairy.
Another storm is coming in, it’s very windy. We miss you, Dee and Zoe
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Tagged getting home without seeing it, moving?, retirement, storm. new home
Cooking with Dee 