Nov 21, 2014

Twitter: Getting No Place with Hashtags

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I really do want to be cool and hip and trendy and all that. Really I do. But I simply do not understand Twitter at all. In fact, when I started with the media, all the buzz was about followers. Then something changed and I just lost interest. But now I am see more information on hashtags (#). It all seemed much more interesting.

I think the trick is to find a hashtag that will help me be seen by a group of like minded bloggers. The group needs to be not too big and not too small. I want my tag to be inclusive but not too inclusive. You can see it might be a little tricky. The PAULA REED NANCARROW blog had a wonderful suggestion about using "meme" hastags. All of her hashtags and Twitter follow links save one, had the word "blog" in them. The one that was the simplest was #ArchiveDay used only on Saturdays. That worked for me. That is what I am online...a blogger. I think you should hop over to her blog to see what hashtags she suggests how she suggests you use them.

I can suggest #SundayScribblings, #3WordWednesday and #FridayFlash. You may know of other "meme" hashtags that can help you gain more traffic.

But like everything thing in this world, participating in Twitter as a tweeps with my twits means I must follow written and unwritten rules.  Thank you Paula Reed Nancarrow. You have started me thinking that there may be hope for me. I may become an authentic tweep after all. I am feeling hopeful.


Note Mashable and WikiHow have some wonderful information too.

Nov 19, 2014

Aging: The Dentist and the Older Me

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English: *Portrait of Pierre Fauchard's historical book Surgical dentist. The following artwork was obtained from The Library of French Medicine website available on (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I suppose I could write a book about how different my life is becoming as I age. I am a walking talking study in gerontology. I have written about the way youngers treat the older me and how I feel about my life experiences but I have never written about going to the dentist.

Like most people, my dental visits are not a favorite of mine even though dentists are very nice people and necessary to my health. Over the years I would say that my experiences have been pretty typical. Nothing really changed from the time I was 20 other than a few methods. But when I went to my new dentist this last week it was a totally different story. We talked about, gasp, my age!

The poor hygienist was saying that I didn't look my age and the dentist was saying that a woman "of my age" has to think about how long they need for their fillings to last and if we really need to have a procedure when our teeth would probably be okay until the day we die.

I just turned 73 a couple of weeks ago...seriously I had not even considered dying anytime soon. My teeth are not falling out and if they do I will get them fixed the right way. I'm just a little vain so I may be a little funny that way.

So, my question is "When do you consider quitting medications, abandoning dental care and throwing in the towel?" Anyone have an answer for me?


Nov 18, 2014

The Funny Thing About Snowbirds (people)

The Santa Catalina Mountains just north of Tucson.
We are STILL in Oregon. Family you know. My husband and I are snowbirds so we go south when Fall season gets deep. Even though we call ourselves "snow" birds, we do NOT like the snow or even frost! I love being here in my home but my body doesn't like the Northwest temperatures as winter approaches.

 Our friends are in Tucson golfing and having cocktail hour. We look forward to joining them soon.

So now I am getting very ready to fly away for the winter. My husband and I don't think about Arizona until we are ready to go. But when we are ready, it is all we think about.

As for my body, it will wait a little while I suppose. The cold is not good but the warmth of our home, family and friends somehow makes it all okay.

Be well.


Note: Be sure to check out the links at the bottom of this post for earlier stories about our snowbird lifestyle.
An evening with friends.

Our porch in the evening

Nov 17, 2014

Shopping at Goodwill for Christmas...oh my!

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English: Christmas ornaments on a Christmas tree. Français : Décorations de l'arbre de Noël. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Christmas shopping at Goodwill was something totally new to me. In fact it never had occurred to me that it could be fun and that a person could gather such wonderful gift together by just scouring the shelves in that big used goods store.

It all started out about a month ago when my daughter suggested that we bake a cake for the adults on our Christmas list. Her thinking was that we would buy the baking pans at Goodwill and then wrap the cake in cellophane with a ribbon and a tag. Simple, inexpensive yet personal. We were very excited.

So we make a trip to Goodwill (the first time for me) looking for the baking dishes. I was amazed at all the stuff they had. My eyes dilated as I raced to the glass wear aisle and we were off to the races. We had a stopping cart and a mission.

Somewhere along the line we lost our focus and changed direction. The gift idea exploded in our brains and Goodwill employees were liking us more and more. Other shoppers gathered around to watch us and the Christmas Spirit filled our hearts...I think that is the way it was.

This is just a short list of the things we came home with:
  1. 2 antique aluminum trays
  2. 6 glass pie pans, one antique
  3. antique china platter and bowl
  4. cocktail shaker
  5. cocktail tools
  6. 7 sauce bowls
  7. 7 cocktail rings
  8. cookie cutters
  9. glass candy dishes
  10. glass small relish plates
  11. 2 boxes of Ridel martini glasses (labels still on)
  12. flour sifter
  13. 3 wooden trays ( painted with metalic paint)
  14. metal tray for martini set up (now painted teal green)
  15. blue Emile Henry bowl
  16. tin boxes (about 10)
  17. Christmas ornaments
  18. silver music box angel
  19. one compost container for my counter top
  20. AND an Ikea chair we scored for $ still wrapped in plastic
I think there is a lesson in life here somewhere but I am not sure what it is. All I know is I am not going to Goodwill again for a while...I can't afford to save that much money! (Pictures later.)

Nov 16, 2014

Handwriting Recognition...the old fashioned way.

You know that there are computer programs out there that can turn a handwritten document into a computer document. It is just amazing that my computer can do that yet I do not even know what my grandchildren's handwriting looks like. When did computers get to be so smart? After all handwriting is a very personal and individual thing and I think I know my grandchildren pretty well. A person's writing is almost as telling as a photograph. Sadly, it is one of the ways of knowing a person that is going the way of the dodo bird.

When I was an educator I learned that there are many ways of knowing about things. There is the auditory way of knowing, tactile, smell and even a musical way of knowing. A family is much the same way. We recognize our family in many different ways.

When my children were at home I learned to recognize their voice, the fall of their feet and even their handwriting. I could pick their figure out from a group of 100 even when they were facing the other way. Knowing their moods and whims and signs of emotion were just a part of knowing the whole child.

Then they grew up, married, had children and moved on to develop a different way of standing. Eventually I could not tell if it was them or their children on the phone because voices began to sound the same. I can still recognize their handwriting and I know the look on their faces when thing are good or not so good. The ways of knowing them is shrinking as the years pass.

But the thing that surprises me now is that I do not recognize or have never seen the handwriting of my grandchildren. It is all about the text and email today. In fact, last summer I saw my daughter-in-law's handwriting for the first time. She and my son have been married for over 10 years. It hit me this weekend that seeing the handwriting of a child or a friend is like seeing their face. I like that a lot.

When I wrote earlier this year about young people not being able to read a handwritten note, it did not occur to me that they maybe had never seen my handwriting...or at least not enough of it to know it when they saw it. I know I have a letter from my high school friend when I look at the envelop but I would not know a grandchild's letter by the writing on the envelop!

Have you had the same experience? It is very odd I think!

Just a Sunday thought.


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