Day 13 – 10 Pet Peeves


I said this 30 day challenge would take me more than 30 days, so here is day 13.  I am not doing Day 12 which is the most embarrassing moment because I can’t think of one.  Pet peeves were difficult; I sat here for a couple hours trying to think of things that bug me.  I am pretty patient and like most things, but I guess there are a few that are annoying and here they are.

1.)  Local TV:  Commercials, broadcasters.  For over 20 years I lived in So Cal.  I’ve been back in NE Wisconsin for 2 yrs. now.  I guess I got accustomed to the professional look of commercials. They used actors and spokespeople and if they used someone from the business, they were good.  There are a couple commercials out of Green Bay that I run away from when I hear them come on.  One in particular is horrible.  The woman they use must be the owner or someone’s Mother.  Then there is the local news.  The majority of the women do not know how to dress or do their hair.  This is coming from a woman who cares nothing about fashion.  They are just bad.

2.) Bad Teeth:  I don’t have the best teeth but they are clean and on the white side, not bright white and need cleaning but not bad.  I hate going to the dentist!  If I had bad spots on my teeth that had turned black, I would beg, borrow or steal to do something about it.  There are a few people I know that have those teeth and it’s difficult to focus on what they are saying to me unless I look away.  I’m not obvious and don’t intend to hurt, I just don’t look.

3.) Expensive Teeth:  I’m talking Cee Lo and others who do crazy things, like diamonds or especially gold on front teeth.  Okay, as I think about it, diamonds are okay, gold is just wrong.

4.)  Loud opinionated people: Opinions are something we all have.  But when they are loud and obnoxious, they just annoy.  If you add the fact that they are uneducated on that opinion, I go crazy.  I have a few of those in my family, also.

5.) Drivers at 4 way stops:  You know what I mean, you pull up a couple seconds after another driver, they look at you, you look at them, they don’t know if they should go, you know they got there first and they should’ve already gone.  Then you have the, you go, no, you go.  There are a lot of 4 ways in So Cal and I learned stuff.  I learned patience and impatience as a driver.  Now, a 4 way is a no-brainer for me.  If I get there and nobody moves, I do.  By the time they figure out who should go, I’m gone.

6.) Hollywood Lips:   I honestly don’t care that so many of those women look the same.  But every now and then I see someone and ask “why?”.  The new commercial with Marie Osmond is a great example.  I didn’t recognize her at first.  A pretty woman who now looks like the rest of them.

7.)  Defense that can’t tackle:  When watching my wonderful Packers and for some reason they can’t seem to tackle a player even though 5 guys touched him.  Nuf  said!!

8.)  Women who bad mouth their men:  If there is a problem, talk to your man, talk to a counselor, talk to your pastor, talk to God, talk to a friend who sees  both sides, fix it, stop blabbing to everyone else.

9.)  Tats:  Sorry ladies.  Never liked them on women.  I find some interesting, some are just bad and some look like (my son’s words) trailer trash.  I have a friend that has all of her grandchildren’s name on her calf, plus a rose.  My ex put my name on his arm and that was kinda cool.  He probably doesn’t think so now.  My son went out on his 18th b-day and got one on his arm.  It said, “Pride and Joy of James and Debra”.  I wanted to smack him and hug him.  Then in college he got his GF’s name on his other arm.  They didn’t last and he covered it up with a huge bobcat and mountain.  Yup, he went from a tat that was 1″ X 3″ to something that went from his shoulder down to his elbow.    I have a sister-in-law with tats and nieces with them.  I see nothing I like or would want.  The tats on backs and hips of women aren’t bad but legs are no-no’s for me.  I defend your right to have them but…  Just my opinion.

10.)  Undisciplined kid’s parents:  Touchy subject because we all parent differently.  All I can say is parents shouldn’t complain about their kids being mouthy, overweight, lazy, etc., if they did nothing to help them.  I feel for those kids.  They are in my family, also.

So, I got all 10 and it only took  all of Tuesday evening.  Got up this morning and thought of one more.  I do not like to hear the “f” word come out of peoples mouths when I am having a conversation with them.  If you have to use it to express something, fine but to use it over and over is bad.  I especially cringe when it comes from a woman.  I laugh at it in posts and like I said before, if you feel you must use it to describe something emphatically, go for it but more than once, not good.

I hope I haven’t hit too many nerves.  Just saying!

Autumnal Leaf – 25/365 – October 19 2013












Musky smell of fallen leaves                                                                                                              Autumnal beauty of oranges, yellows and reds                                                                        Senses of one attuned with Gods Majesty

Brothers – 24/365 October 18 2013

When I went up to Dads a couple weeks ago I took a majority of the pictures out of the “office”.  Mom passed in 2010, Nanny in 2009 and they both had a lot of pictures, both albums and singles in boxes.  I spent 3 – 4 hours on Wednesday looking through 3 boxes of single pictures.  I think I have seen enough family faces for a year.  I have 7 siblings and I have large envelopes for all of them with pictures of themselves and their children and even their ex’s and ex in-laws.  I ended up with 2 boxes of pictures to be gone through at Christmas by all.  There are people I don’t know and people I don’t care if I see again.  There are a bunch of pictures of my Dad remodeling my Great Grandparents old farmhouse.  I guess I should take some of those.  I threw some stuff in the trash like my parents many years of Branson, Nashville and mostly Porterfield, WI C & W festivals.  Mom took them and most were blurry and I couldn’t make out anyone I knew.  They were very social people and had many parties and attended many parties.  I know a lot of those people and they looked like they were having a great time.  They were my parents friends and I don’t want the pics and pretty sure my sibs don’t either.  I feel bad about not wanting them and feel worse about the fact that they may be trashed.  I am hoping that Dad  is at the Christmas party and possibly wants them.  If not, goodbye.

I found a bunch of very cool pictures of my sibs.  The two I am sharing here are my 3 little brothers as kids and then as adults (are they ever really adults).




Do you have a bizillion pictures that your kids will have to deal with when you are gone.  Do you realize how many they will throw out and not care?

Coast Guard Family – 22/365 – Oct 14 2013

We drove up to see my Dad(step) last week on the Island.  He still has my Mom’s Grandparents farm house.  I was born on Washington Island and my Grandfather lived there his entire life except when he was in the Coast Guard.  But, he was close most of that time on Plum Island.  My Daddy joined the Coast Guard in Oklahoma and was stationed with my Grandpa in Racine where he met and married my Mom.  He was stationed on Pilot Island and Plum Island after that.  When we take the ferry across to Washington Island we get to see Plum and Pilot.

I come from a Coast Guard family.  My Grandfather, both of his sons, my father and my brother were all in, some retired.

Plum Island


Plum Island



Pilot Island

I have included from a book written by Matt Foss called “Let the Lower Lights be Burning” about Pilot Island, the last paragraph in the book:   In almost fifty years, any trace of human life and service to Pilot Island is hard to find. The tall trees which once occupied the island are destroyed from the overabundance of birds, mainly cormorants and seagulls. The buildings that remain on the island, while standing are in desperate need of repair, and each year that passes, the memories of human involvement on the island fade with the generations that remember such times getting older. The only true reminder of the proud work and time spent by many numbers of keepers, assistants, their families, government crews, summer visitors, and Coast Guardsmen is the light that continues to shine every night, guiding those through the Porte des Morts passage.”