Showing posts with label Strange. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Strange. Show all posts

Friday, September 8, 2017

The Old House

I was reading the posts this morning and Jimmy's Blog brought this story to mind. We were living at the old house and I decided that I wanted a working doorbell. DH said it was too difficult (?) to repair. So I decided to get one of those wireless sets. After installation, I had a 'ding dong' at the back door and a 'ding dong type of church bell chime.' I was delighted! 

A bit of a back story on the old house: It wasn't all that old. We were the second occupants and nobody had died there. The house was in a tidy little subdivision about 5 miles from town and had been a work project for the high school's building class. 


We bought the house in 1994 and I was so thrilled. We had sold our little 2 bedroom, 1bath and were almost lost in this 3 bedroom, 2 bath house with an eat-in kitchen, large living room, and den. Our furniture was lost in it. There was a deck in the back off the patio doors in the den. Heaven!  All the rooms were large compared to the little house we had left behind.

Our little boy turned 5 just after we moved in. He sulked a lot at first, he had loved the little house and didn't like the change. DH started working out of town the following year and I decided to move BL into the other bedroom because his was good for a sewing room because of the light. He wasn't happy with the change, but the other bedroom had a larger closet for all of his books and toys. 
He started having nightmares. I thought (and still do) that he was unhappy with the changes to his young life. The nightmares ended in a year or so, I think, at least the screaming in the night ones. As he got older, he would tell me about his wild dreams of running and abduction by aliens.

Little things would happen around the house, you know the kind where a person hollers at nothing saying, "As long as you live here, give us some rent!" Shoulders nudged, closet noises, little things moved. Nothing really scary. 
I was sick one time and I decided to sleep in BL's room and he slept in his tent in the living room. My coughing would have kept DH awake. I settled in. The house was dark and quiet. My blanket slid from my shoulder. I pulled it back. It slid again, and I pulled it back. I checked to see if Rough was lying on it and turning over. Rough was not in the room. I settled in again and the blanket slid down further this time, I pulled it back up harder this time and all of a sudden the blanket was jerked halfway down the bed. I was out of there so quick! DH would have to put up with my coughing! He claims it was the cough medicine or something and I was hallucinating. No sympathy. He went to sleep in BL's bed and never said anything.

After that, I often had a feeling of somebody watching me. Once, I felt it so bad that I called a girlfriend to come to stay with us, DH was out of town. Yes, she laughed, but she came.

Now, to the doorbell ... It was nice to know when someone was at the door. If the front bell rang, I knew it had to be a salesman or Jehovah's Witness. Then the back doorbell started ringing once in the night. Late, like 1 or 2 p.m. Nobody there, no cars, no lights on in the neighborhood. I talked to a rep from the mfg and he said that sometimes a remote door opener will set the doorbells off. Okay. I could see that. The next time I got woke to the bell in the middle of the night, I checked the neighborhood to see if I could see someone had just gotten home. Nope. I considered taking them down. It was a while later, the bell sounded again. It just went 'ding' no 'dong'. I took the cover off the next day. There was no way that it could do that. Push in, 'ding' and release, 'dong.' I pulled that thing off the door frame and threw it in the garbage.

Call me paranoid or crazy, if you will, but I believe there was something wrong with that house! Not much, just enough. I haven't had any of those thing happen here. If I told you this story before, please accept my apologies.

 

Sunday, July 9, 2017

History Lesson

Copied from Facebook:
Greg Kellogg
“I am a witness to history.
“I cannot tell you that Hitler took Austria by tanks and guns; it would distort history.
If you remember the plot of the Sound of Music, the Von Trapp family escaped over the Alps rather than submit to the Nazis. Kitty wasn’t so lucky. Her family chose to stay in her native Austria. She was 10 years old, but bright and aware. And she was watching.
“We elected him by a landslide – 98 percent of the vote,” she recalls.
She wasn’t old enough to vote in 1938 – approaching her 11th birthday. But she remembers.
“Everyone thinks that Hitler just rolled in with his tanks and took Austria by force.”
No so.
Hitler is welcomed to Austria
“In 1938, Austria was in deep Depression. Nearly one-third of our workforce was unemployed. We had 25 percent inflation and 25 percent bank loan interest rates.
Farmers and business people were declaring bankruptcy daily. Young people were going from house to house begging for food. Not that they didn’t want to work; there simply weren’t any jobs.
“My mother was a Christian woman and believed in helping people in need. Every day we cooked a big kettle of soup and baked bread to feed those poor, hungry people – about 30 daily.’
“We looked to our neighbor on the north, Germany, where Hitler had been in power since 1933.” she recalls. “We had been told that they didn’t have unemployment or crime, and they had a high standard of living.
“Nothing was ever said about persecution of any group – Jewish or otherwise. We were led to believe that everyone in Germany was happy. We wanted the same way of life in Austria. We were promised that a vote for Hitler would mean the end of unemployment and help for the family. Hitler also said that businesses would be assisted, and farmers would get their farms back.
“Ninety-eight percent of the population voted to annex Austria to Germany and have Hitler for our ruler.
“We were overjoyed,” remembers Kitty, “and for three days we danced in the streets and had candlelight parades. The new government opened up big field kitchens and
everyone was fed.
“After the election, German officials were appointed, and, like a miracle, we suddenly had law and order. Three or four weeks later, everyone was employed. The government made sure that a lot of work was created through the Public Work Service.
“Hitler decided we should have equal rights for women. Before this, it was a custom that married Austrian women did not work outside the home. An able-bodied husband would be looked down on if he couldn’t support his family. Many women in the teaching profession were elated that they could retain the jobs they previously had been re- quired to give up for marriage.
“Then we lost religious education for kids
“Our education was nationalized. I attended a very good public school.. The population was predominantly Catholic, so we had religion in our schools. The day we elected Hitler (March 13, 1938), I walked into my schoolroom to find the crucifix replaced by Hitler’s picture hanging next to a Nazi flag. Our teacher, a very devout woman, stood up and told the class we wouldn’t pray or have religion anymore. Instead, we sang ‘Deutschland, Deutschland, Uber Alles,’ and had physical education.
“Sunday became National Youth Day with compulsory attendance. Parents were not pleased about the sudden change in curriculum. They were told that if they did not send us, they would receive a stiff letter of warning the first time. The second time they would be fined the equivalent of $300, and the third time they would be subject to jail.”
And then things got worse.
“The first two hours consisted of political indoctrination. The rest of the day we had sports. As time went along, we loved it. Oh, we had so much fun and got our sports equipment free.
“We would go home and gleefully tell our parents about the wonderful time we had.
“My mother was very unhappy,” remembers Kitty. “When the next term started, she took me out of public school and put me in a convent. I told her she couldn’t do that and she told me that someday when I grew up, I would be grateful. There was a very good curriculum, but hardly any fun – no sports, and no political indoctrination.
“I hated it at first but felt I could tolerate it. Every once in a while, on holidays, I went home. I would go back to my old friends and ask what was going on and what they were doing.
“Their loose lifestyle was very alarming to me. They lived without religion. By that time, unwed mothers were glorified for having a baby for Hitler.
“It seemed strange to me that our society changed so suddenly. As time went along, I realized what a great deed my mother did so that I wasn’t exposed to that kind of humanistic philosophy.
“In 1939, the war started, and a food bank was established. All food was rationed and could only be purchased using food stamps. At the same time, a full-employment law was passed which meant if you didn’t work, you didn’t get a ration card, and, if you didn’t have a card, you starved to death.
“Women who stayed home to raise their families didn’t have any marketable skills and often had to take jobs more suited for men.
“Soon after this, the draft was implemented.
“It was compulsory for young people, male and female, to give one year to the labor corps,” remembers Kitty. “During the day, the girls worked on the farms, and at night they returned to their barracks for military training just like the boys.
“They were trained to be anti-aircraft gunners and participated in the signal corps. After the labor corps, they were not discharged but were used in the front lines.
“When I go back to Austria to visit my family and friends, most of these women are emotional cripples because they just were not equipped to handle the horrors of combat.
“Three months before I turned 18, I was severely injured in an air raid attack. I nearly had a leg amputated, so I was spared having to go into the labor corps and into military service.
“When the mothers had to go out into the work force, the government immediately established child care centers.
“You could take your children ages four weeks old to school age and leave them there around-the-clock, seven days a week, under the total care of the government.
“The state raised a whole generation of children. There were no motherly women to take care of the children, just people highly trained in child psychology. By this time, no one talked about equal rights. We knew we had been had.
“Before Hitler, we had very good medical care. Many American doctors trained at the University of Vienna..
“After Hitler, health care was socialized, free for everyone. Doctors were salaried by the government. The problem was, since it was free, the people were going to the doctors for everything.
“When the good doctor arrived at his office at 8 a.m., 40 people were already waiting and, at the same time, the hospitals were full.
“If you needed elective surgery, you had to wait a year or two for your turn. There was no money for research as it was poured into socialized medicine. Research at the medical schools literally stopped, so the best doctors left Austria and emigrated to other countries.
“As for healthcare, our tax rates went up to 80 percent of our income. Newlyweds immediately received a $1,000 loan from the government to establish a household. We had big programs for families.
“All day care and education were free. High schools were taken over by the government and college tuition was subsidized. Everyone was entitled to free handouts, such as food stamps, clothing, and housing.
“We had another agency designed to monitor business. My brother-in-law owned a restaurant that had square tables.
“Government officials told him he had to replace them with round tables because people might bump themselves on the corners. Then they said he had to have additional bathroom facilities. It was just a small dairy business with a snack bar. He couldn’t meet all the demands.
“Soon, he went out of business. If the government owned the large businesses and not many small ones existed, it could be in control.
“We had consumer protection, too
“We were told how to shop and what to buy. Free enterprise was essentially abolished. We had a planning agency specially designed for farmers. The agents would go to the farms, count the livestock, and then tell the farmers what to produce, and how to produce it.
“In 1944, I was a student teacher in a small village in the Alps. The villagers were surrounded by mountain passes which, in the winter, were closed off with snow, causing people to be isolated.
“So people intermarried and offspring were sometimes retarded. When I arrived, I was told there were 15 mentally retarded adults, but they were all useful and did good manual work.
“I knew one, named Vincent, very well. He was a janitor of the school. One day I looked out the window and saw Vincent and others getting into a van.
“I asked my superior where they were going. She said to an institution where the State Health Department would teach them a trade, and to read and write. The families were required to sign papers with a little clause that they could not visit for 6 months.
“They were told visits would interfere with the program and might cause homesickness.
“As time passed, letters started to dribble back saying these people died a natural, merciful death. The villagers were not fooled. We suspected what was happening. Those people left in excellent physical health and all died within 6 months. We called this euthanasia.
“Next came gun registration. People were getting injured by guns. Hitler said that the real way to catch criminals (we still had a few) was by matching serial numbers on guns. Most citizens were law-abiding and dutifully marched to the police station to register their firearms. Not long afterwards, the police said that it was best for everyone to turn in their guns. The authorities already knew who had them, so it was futile not to comply voluntarily.
“No more freedom of speech. Anyone who said something against the government was taken away. We knew many people who were arrested, not only Jews, but also priests and ministers who spoke up.
“Totalitarianism didn’t come quickly, it took 5 years from 1938 until 1943, to realize full dictatorship in Austria. Had it happened overnight, my countrymen would have fought to the last breath. Instead, we had creeping gradualism. Now, our only weapons were broom handles. The whole idea sounds almost unbelievable that the state, little by little eroded our freedom.”
“This is my eyewitness account.
“It’s true. Those of us who sailed past the Statue of Liberty came to a country of unbelievable freedom and opportunity.
“America is truly is the greatest country in the world. “Don’t let freedom slip away.
“After America, there is no place to go.”
Kitty Werthmann


When I hear, "Let's make America great again," it makes me sick. We were great, until someone  began screwing with our government. Now, we are the laughingstock of the world. 

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Saturday Silliness

 Strange moth on the screen also shows a perfect example of what happens when a person tries to 'power wash' their nylon screens. I would not advise this. DH sprayed most of them before I got him to stop.
 That squirrel! DH let him have his fun, and then he took off the bungee cord he had attached to keep it from swinging wildly. The birds don't seem to mind and now the pesky squirrel has a lot more trouble getting into the feeder.
When a tree falls in the forest, does it make a sound? Obviously not, I didn't hear a thing. Such a shame, think there was a family setting up housekeeping in it. Guess it's better to fall now than once the eggs hatched. 

Yesterday, I was going to make a practice book of my dad's art to make sure the pictures were clear enough, but I need more ink in the printer. I spent the afternoon surfing the web for old mansions and I was surprised to find some real dandies that I really could live in. Then last night I watched TV with DH. There is a show about 3 friends ghost hunting in an old mansion. Laughed until my lungs hurt! All in all, I would not want a mansion that was reported to have ghosts, just sayin'.
 

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Memory Loss

There can be some good things to be said for memory loss. I decided to gather my 'best' versions of the stories I have written, into a single file. I was kind of surprised, I haven't been writing much more than three years (I think). Now - these things are all the completed versions - I had so many that my files seemed to go on forever. I clicked on one to open it up because I had no idea what it was. I was happily surprised when I saw it pop up on Word. I read it again, it's not too shabby.

Another good thing about memory loss, is movies - there is something familiar, so you watch it and because you only faintly remember watching it and cannot remember the outcome - you enjoy it as if it were the first time. After my son was born, twenty four years ago, I was amazed at how many episodes of *MASH* that seemed 'new' to me. My doctor said it was hormones or perhaps the lack of them.

I really don't want to delve into the bad things of memory loss, that's no fun.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Aliens in the night

I didn't get to bed until late last night. I didn't program the Roomba, 
 because I didn't know what time DH's surgery was on Monday. I didn't want it to get full or hung up while I was gone. So... I went to bedand 
had barely gotten to sleep when I heard a "beep, beep, bee, dah, la, beep" and the room was bathed in green light as the Roomba crawled off it's dock and began cleaning! I tried to find the remote to send it back to the dock as it swished under the china cabinet, backed up and went the length under the cabinet and headed for the telephone table. I tried to grab a sock just as the greedy beggar sucked it up. It stopped and kept telling me "Clean Brushes" over and over, the 'full light' was glowing and there was no way it would shut off! It wouldn't be happy until I took care of it. I hadn't even unpacked the brush cleaners yet! After I took care of it's problems, I set it back on the dock and unplugged that puppy! It was after two a.m.! I lay there trying to get back to sleep for a couple of hours. DH had been watching a late, late movie, not saying anything. When asked why he didn't come, he said it probably had a default schedule. Butter wouldn't have melted in his mouth.

Blogger and I are at odds again...........

Monday, September 3, 2012

Tacky Funny Fur

Note: Longer fur on the back

Tacky is just a little strange

Her long fur has red tips. Still looking for a home for her. DH had her litter box trained until the skunk came around, now she won't live in the garage anymore. She stays under the porch or on it. I can't have another house cat, she's very lovable and it does make it hard.