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Hang your hat.

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I was laying in bed the other morning, not thinking too much about anything. Then I looked at my closet shelves and realized that there were several hats wrapped up in plastic bags. They've been there for years, and years, and yes, more years.

So tonight I took them down from the shelves and opened up the history, filled with dust and memories.

My favorites are the ones that Carl wore.

*One came from the wall downstairs, where it's been hanging because it was too big for the shelves.

The hand-woven 'pineapple' hat has a mini-bird that sways in the wind. We got this in Oahu after finishing the Transpac race...I think the boat (one of his designs, an Express 37) tied for 3rd place in our division.

Me and my five best boyfriends made up the crew. Took us 11.5 days from LA Harbor to Honolulu. These were experienced guys having lots of Transpac races between them. Me...I was the novice. But I never go…

Shake it up...

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Have you ever thought about what goes into your keyboard?


I admit that I don't dwell on this subject and I occasionally turn my keyborad upside down and shake it.  But when I'm on hold with Comcast, I just don't shake the keyboard. This week I literally was banging the keyboard on my desk, all the while being on hold with Comcast..

And what came out was disgusting.  The pile of debris hidden in between the letters and numbers of the keys, was completely GROSS. The photo shows the second load of debris that I shook out: sand (where'd that come from?), food bits, crumbs, paper holes from a hole punch, my gray hairs, staples, and things that I don't even care to know about, much less even care to identify.

The smiley plastic person/brush who does the regular housekeeping chores for the keyboard, is always standing by...waiting for me to pick him up and put him to work.

I have but one word to say....GROSS.

BTW...I got things taken care of with Comcast. Two good, posi…

Calgon...take me away!

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Most folks don't remember Calgon. It's a bath/bathing product. It was featured in a many decades long advertising campaign.

Calgon...where have you gone?

When various things don't work, are broken, don't function, and blah blah blah...the Calgon ad comes into my head.

On Monday my antique oven (vintage, they say) wouldn't stay lighted (or is it 'lit'?). Not a bad thing..but I couldn't cook. Also not a bad thing. Often I have salads for dinner so that was fine.

Now please realize that although I've had it repaired, I've not had it ripped apart and put back together as a 'new' vintage stove.

But I wanted to make a big dish...Chicken Marbella. It needs to marinate for at least 12 hours, and then you can cook up a storm, once it hits the oven. The scent goes all over the house...yum!

So I had a vintage guy come out and work his miracles on my vintage stove. A friend (and old house owner) referred him to me. And Greg made it work, once again…

Remove me from your mailing lists....please.

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For the past several weeks I've been working to get off mailing lists (in between work, committee work, volunteer work, and bike rides to air out my mind).

When I started this, I hoped I wouldn't get too
too many people too mad. I'd not done this before and didn't know what I was getting into.

Well, guess what? The 'removal people' are very nice! They are kind, and mostly do not want to know 'why.'

To keep me company while I'm on hold, I put on my Sonos music or my Sonos NPR station. At least I could sing along with Billy Joel, or Bette Midler, or the British Invasion Radio, or the Eagles, while on hold.

While I've been on hold ('because we are working with other customers') I wonder if these are call centers. Maybe this is kind of like 'piece' work. Can these kind folks do their jobs anywhere? Does the phone ring everywhere? Do they have phone lines tied into the main phone line? Is somebody standing over them...making sure they …

Turning on the TV and the water-works.

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I was a bit weepy in church, well, in Sunday School, last week. Not that my regulars weren't there, (which they weren't there), but because I was going over memories that I had with friends. 

After going to lunch with church-goers, (we go for the company not for the food, and by the way, Carl's Jr. has better tacos than The Bell), I came back home thinking (knowing) that I had three projects that needed to be done in my office. 

So I turned on the TV, and completely ignored my office chores. I saw the Golf Channel and was promptly bored. So I ran through the channels and came across the movie...Forrest Gump. 


Again it was a beautiful spring day...cool, breezy, and if I wasn't doing my office chores, I should have been outside. However, I had just cut some roses and swept the porch the day before, so that took care of the 'outside' stuff. 

I know you know that Forrest Gump was in the Vietnam war. And I realized that his era reflected our lives. We lived through the …

The tax man taketh....

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Here's another winner (of the month) from the gal who does the signs for Central Baptist Church. I'd love to meet her! And she makes it all so timely!

I couldn't figure out what the Glock was, and as I riding by on my bike, I said the sentence out loud. Oh yeah. A Glock is a gun. Well, you can leave that outside of heaven's door.

Since taxes were due this past Tuesday, the IRS occupied a small space in my head. But I solved that by getting my tax professional to file for an extension. No H&R Block upstairs, just down here on earth!

Speaking of taxes, last year the IRS sent me a refund check for a (big to me) sum of money. I had it tacked up on my bulletin board...waiting to see what the next communication might be from the folks at that national entity. It would be a bummer to cash that check and then have them say that I owed it back to them.

But somehow it fell from the bulletin board...and I have yet to figure out where it ended up. But it wasn't anywhere i…

Trading. Bartering. Giving. Receiving.

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I saw this window while I was previewing a house today.  There were two of the windows (twins), and both of them were simply gorgeous! 
I cringe when I think of giving up stuff. Not because I dislike it. Not because I think I will miss those items. It's just such a hassle. 
But in my business, as a real estate broker, I often watch and hear what clearing out the stuff out does to and for my friends and clients. One of my friends/clients surprised me when she recenttly wrote that she liked seeing the walls in her house! I've said it before...have space, will fill.
Somehow, early this week, I just felt I needed to sweep out the carriage house (yep, the carriage house...long before folks had cars). Carl used the place as a shop. 
It was kind of an unwritten rule for the Schumacher family...no cars in the garage. Homemade planes and boats were just fine..but no cars. This worked for us, because we couldn't get a car into the backyard, much less inside the carriage house. Carl c…