A Tribute to Doris Day

I am sure all of you know that the actress/singer/animal lover died last month at the ripe old age of 98 years old.  Her age can be debatable since I have seen different years for her but regardless, she was loved by millions around the world. I never heard a bad word about her from any of her co-stars or fans. Miss Day with her white teeth and sparkling eyes never failed to bring smiles with her clean-cut comedies. She never lashed out about what the critics or media said about her. I am not sure who said it but someone said of Miss Day, “I knew Doris Day before she was a virgin.” She laughed at her own image but yet all of her movies were pure entertainment, even the few dramas she made.   You could always count on clean language and sexiness without the nudity or explicit sex scenes that left nothing to the imagination.  

Of course. I am sure she had her faults but gauche, vulgarity and explicit movies were not one of them. Much of her life was tragic but she never dwelt on them.

TCM showed her movies all day June 9^th. In between movies they would give commentaries and in one they said her singing belonged up there with the likes of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin etc.

How many of you know that Doris Day turned down the famous character role of Mrs. Robinson in the Graduate?  She said she was afraid to disappoint her fans and that she didn’t think that they would be able to accept her in that role. What a true lady!

Rest in peace Miss Day. We will always be thrilled with the movies you left behind.

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The Microwave Oven That Wouldn’t Die.

In May 1985, I was hired by a public school system in southern New Mexico to teach hearing-impaired children. 

Mom said that she was tired of worrying about me not eating right whenever I was teaching in other states. “A microwave was the solution.” She declared with that Mom look that says, 

“Don’t argue with me.”

After listening to her point out the benefits and virtues of a microwave, we got in the car and headed to Sears.  I didn’t want a small one for several reasons. We came home with that box and about $475.00 poorer. If I remember right, it looked like a big brown square box (1.75 cubic feet) with a touchpad panel. The inside didn’t even have a revolving wheel. I had to wonder if I had really bought something. I couldn’t help wondering if somehow the salesman somehow sold me a lemon instead of a microwave.

Well, I made good use of that microwave by eating more baked potatoes.  I just knew that my Mama would be proud of me since I gained weight instead of losing like I usually did when I was away from home.

About a year later I married so Hubby an I had two microwaves and nearly enough televisions for every room except the bathroom.  Hubby, being the very generous man decided to give the extra microwave to his ex-wife when she asked for it. Ten years later and now living in Arizona, I told hubby that I wanted another microwave. I gave him somewhat I thought were logical reasons for needing two microwaves.  “problem” said Dear Hubby so off we go to buy a more modern microwave.  We still had that had that big, ugly box one that functioned as a microwave and a newer model with a turntable wheel. 

Fast forward fourteen years and it was January 2000. Hubby was remodeling my kitchen for me. He knew I always admired those little cubbyholes for microwaves over countertops so said,

“Since I am remodeling the kitchen, I’ll add a shelf for a microwave but we will need to buy a newer one.”

So, we did and now have two microwaves again.   No, nothing is wrong with my math Dear Reader. The one we bought before the remodeling project went on the blink by groaning and moaning so we put it outside for the bulk trash pick-up.

Time went on its merry way and meanwhile, that old microwave was still working perfectly. The touchpad didn’t have any problems and it was still going strong. One day I was dusting the top of the grandfather of all microwaves and said to Hubby, “This thing won’t die.” We decided that it had worked faithfully for us for 25 years so we were going to give it a chance for someone else to enjoy.  We said goodbye and dropped it off at a shelter. They were delighted to get it.

Many microwaves later we still marvel and wonder if the thing still worked, especially whenever we need to buy a new one. The average lifespan of the new microwaves seems to be no longer than two and a half years.  Just last week Paul mentioned that he thought the current microwave was about to go to junk heaven.  That night it must have emitted its last beep because the next morning it wouldn’t work when hubby tried reheating coffee so off we go to buy one microwave that worked. Oh, give me that old microwave, it’s dependable enough for me. 

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Dear Mr. Trump:

I am sure you noticed that I did not use proper decorum when I called you Mr. Trump.  You see, Mr. Trump I have a lot of respect for the office of the United States' presidency. Politics aside Mr. Trump, Do you realize how you how many times you sound ignorant and uneducated whenever you open your mouth? 

The mass murders which have been taking place lately are so painful and sad for the families and even the murderer's family because they will bear the scorn of society.  How could you say that the guy was one "sick puppy." That sounds so undignified and unworthy for someone with the title of the president of the USA. It was flippant and gauche and not something to say in public by the president. Even though most of us agree that the guy was nuts but we are just the people of the country who look to you for leadership and dignity so do not have to follow exactly the same rules for those in public offices.

Secondly, Mr. Trump, what nerve you have to blame the tragedy of these horrible fires that are destroying life and property on the US. National Forest Service? My brother and his wife are now retired senior citizens who lost their home and all their material possessions and barely escaped with their lives in Paradise, California. I wonder how many people you insulted that lost their homes with that thoughtless allegation? How many people proudly worked for the US. National Forest Service now will go through life with guilt because of your insensitive statements. These folks that suffered through the floods, hurricanes, fires, mass murders which the year 2018 will be remembered for. These folks need all kinds of help and not stupid and foolish words.

I will close this letter with some wise words that are attributed to Mark Twain. You would do well to heed them and then just maybe you can gain a measure of respect.

It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt. Mark Twain

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Will gun control prevent mass murders? Tonight one of the grieving mothers' loss control and ranted at the camera. The following is from when the reporter was interviewing her.

“I don’t want prayers. I don’t want thoughts,” she said. “I want gun control and I hope to God nobody else sends me any more prayers.”

I can’t help feeling sorry for the mother. Her son lived in Las Vegas and was home for the weekend. He survived the mass murder in Las Vegas last year only to die in another mass murder. I honestly do not believe gun control will do much good. I would need to research the topic before I could state facts so these are just musings. I know that not all guns are purchased via legal means. Would gun control stop the killings? I seriously doubt it. Gun control just might make mass murder more difficult to achieve. Hopefully, that would be the case but as cynical as I am I won’t hold my breath. I will be a good citizen and vote for any gun control bills that appear because there is a thing called HOPE.

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I must have gotten a comment because I signed on the Hill after months of absence. Imagine my surprise when I saw my images missing and a big old ugly sign that politely tells me that Photobucket decided to be a meanie and erased all my images. “Oh well”, I sighed, “I’ve had the same page since the Hill began. Hey, I just realized I’m as old as the Hill.”” LOL Well, I decided to surf a few pages but each one that I peeked at were from visitors with a dazzling page. By the time I finished, I was in despair so figured I would check a few friends pages to see if their page was just as messy. Lo, and behold I found a few whose page lacked cleaning. Kust goes to prove misery loves company. Now, I thought, I can logoff knowing I wasn’t the only lazy Hill member with a page that was neglected and ugly.

  I can’t say exactly how because my memory is so lousy that I forget. LOL Anyway, I got to talking with Pamela D. She is a dear and told me how to change it using Doc’s layout. She typed out directions and if it had been me trying to type out instructions, I’ll still be typing. LOL I followed the instructions as proud as a peacock until I saw the pretty new page still littered with Photobucket’s ugly reminders. Again, Pam came dashing to the rescue and told me how to wash it away the remaining mess. Now, I have a sparking new page. Come and visit anytime because if history proves correct. I will probably keep the same page until the Hill comes tumbling down. LOL

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Just a little chuckle 

One of the poll questions that popped up today was asking how we reacted to door to door salesmen. Here is the poll question and answers:

Door to door salesmen:

 A. I say Not Interested & close the door

 B. I ignore the door.

 C.I listen politely--then say Not Interested

 D.Don't get any where I live

Well, didnt answer that poll because none of the answers apply to me except occassinally B. Generally, I don’t take advantage of my deafness but rather than deal with salemen, polltakers or suspicious charity beggers I play up on my deafness. 99.5% of the time I know if I pantamime that I am deaf, they smile and make a hand waving motion and beat it as if the devil is at their heels. LOL

I discovered this little strategy when I was in college. Back in the fall of 1970 racial tension was in my college too. My dorm situation consisted of a little living room and two bedrooms. We had a little cupboard where we keep tea and dishes that we could use with hot water. That particular evening I was siting on the floor with the door opened making myself a cup of tea. I saw a motion so looked up and there was a Black guy with a regular cup. I assumed he wanted some hot water to make himself a cuppa. Imagine my surprise when I was just about to pour boiling water in his cup when I saw a few dolloar bills and change in it. My curiosity got the better of me and I began yell for my suitemate. Clara’s room was just a few feet but I was beginnig to wonder if she suddenly became deaf. After yelling her name several times, she opened the door. She pretended like she didn’t know anything so asked the young man and then told me.

“He wants to know if you would like to contribute to the Angela Davis defense fund.”

I told him I was a money poor student so he grinned and left. (which was no fib) After he left I knocked on Clara’s door to find out why she had acted so sheeplisly. Her excuse was that she hoped I would tell him I was deaf. LOL

As for the other .5% of salemen, well, I ignore the door if I know it is a salesman. If I am unlucky that day the salesperson might start signing and then I am stuck. lol

P.S

Most of you probably know who Angela Davis was. In case you don’t, she was a young activist for Black right during the 70s.

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IN MY OPINION:

Today I made one of my rather rare visits to the Hill. I was checking my page and found 2 new “peekers” at my profile. Now don’t get me wrong. I love to have people check it. That is part of what makes social sites it fun. Still, This may be trivial but it irks me when someone checks my page and I go to return the favor only to get an ugly screen telling me I am not a “friend.” I know it isn’t a matter of life or death but to me it is a matter of principle. What gives the person a right to go surfing others profiles but slam the door in others faces when they try to return the deed?

I also try to leave a little comment on the pages I visit even if I clicked by mistake. I just consider it polite LOL A short generic greeting that one can paste to pages they visit is sufficient.

I think most of you know I try to be polite and never confrontational but I do have this silly idea that people are generally as nice as I am. LOL

2 HRS LATER

Well, I happened to surf one of my groups. The last time someone wrote in that group seems a while. Still,I am sure glad I waited to post this because I came upon a post saying it disliked generic greetings. While I stand by my opinion, it gave me another perpective so I change a few words that might have a little harsh. I realized there once again are two sides to every story or opinion. I think my only reason is my slow as molasses typing. Like molasses it moves but slowly. LOL I guess I will continue to send generic greetings that are public and take the time to pound out to a private message when I respond to something. I have to do it this way or my poor hubby will have to endure a wife who will have her butt glued in front of this computer banging slowly away on the keyboard. ha

Now remember folks, that is just my humble opinion.

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I am taking a deserved break from reinstalling programs after a Window reset.  Keep in mind, I wrote this with tongue in cheek.

Who am I?  Well, not taking inflation into account, it is a million dollar question. People have asked this question about themselves down throughout the ages, people smarter than this ol’ gal.

Like most people I can give a superficial account of me.  I am friendly and a people lover who can be shy at one time and outgoing the next. I am a marvelous actress and can ooze with confidence but when it comes down to fact, I seriously lack the confidence I give off.

I am a tender heart person who hates to see poverty, pain or abuse of any kind. I cry easily at movies, books, pictures or just real life. Now to give a fair account, I also have some less desirable traits. Patience is not a virtue of mine. Procrastination has stolen a lot of my nearly 65years.  I inten to cure this,  starting tomorrow.   I have a quick temper and usually get the last word.

The rest I will leave to your imagination)))

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