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Jan. 30th, 2014
Swimming today is at 11 but on the way, I need to deliver the bears (the Baby Corner is only open from 9-noon).
I am so sick of eating my own meals. I hate to cook and I am bored to tears with my menu. I am hanging on by a thread til Tuesday when Anita comes and fills my freezer with delicious.
I think it's going to be Papa Murphy's for dinner tonight (and then lunch/dinner for a couple more days). I'll stop after swim and pick that up.
Pitchers and catchers report to Arizona two weeks from today!! I'm quite excited to have baseball back. As sick as I am of sports news, at least it will help to have some of a sport I actually enjoy.
This Summer I plan to focus on the good stuff - baseball and relief from COPD symptoms instead of the bad like horrible heat and leaves that block my view of my neighbors.
Not much going on in my head so not much going on in this entry. Some mornings are like that.
I am so sick of eating my own meals. I hate to cook and I am bored to tears with my menu. I am hanging on by a thread til Tuesday when Anita comes and fills my freezer with delicious.
I think it's going to be Papa Murphy's for dinner tonight (and then lunch/dinner for a couple more days). I'll stop after swim and pick that up.
Pitchers and catchers report to Arizona two weeks from today!! I'm quite excited to have baseball back. As sick as I am of sports news, at least it will help to have some of a sport I actually enjoy.
This Summer I plan to focus on the good stuff - baseball and relief from COPD symptoms instead of the bad like horrible heat and leaves that block my view of my neighbors.
Not much going on in my head so not much going on in this entry. Some mornings are like that.
Down the Rabbit Hole - the fun version.
Jan. 30th, 2014 03:12 pmIt all started when, this morning, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mckavian wrote about a restaurant. It had a fun name. I wasn't doing anything so I googled it. Turns out it was on a street in Oklahoma City that sounded familiar. So I went to the map. Yep, it was down the street from where my extended family lived and the teensy bit that's left still does.
I found my cousin's house. He lives in the house that my uncle built when I was 5 and my cousin was 10. They tore down the house that was on the lot and built this one from scratch. They lived in a camping trailer on the lot while it was being built. I spent many a wonderful hour in that house. My aunt was my father's sister and she was amazing. She had long fingernails that were always polished with frosted nail polish and she loved to comb and play with my hair which was fine by me. One Summer she gave me a permanent wave. My mother nearly had a coronary because it meant way more work for her until it grew out. Still makes me smile. (Zillow says it is 850 sq ft and while not for sale is worth $82,000.)
Anyway, my cousin is/was an electrician. He may have retired by now. He's not very communicative. I'm the only one in the family he talks to and we only talk when I call him which is about once a decade. He did send me a letter about 5 years ago asking for my phone number and email address to use because he was making me a trustee of a trust. About a year after that, I got a letter from his lawyer saying the lawyer was resigning the trust to be a judge. I'm not due to call my cousin again for another few years.
Anyway... Down the street and around the corner from my cousin, lived our shared grandparents. I found that easily because I have the luggage tag off my grandfather's typewriter case on my bookshelf.
My other grandparents - my mom's folks - lived a couple of blocks the other way but I couldn't remember exactly where. They moved from there to the retirement home in about 1970 so I don't have their old address.
Happily they have a very unique surname. I googled 'eisenlohr oklahoma' and up popped a census report from 1940. My mom was 17 and my grandma was 43. Wild. There they were. I went back to google and quickly found a page about my uncle - Mom's brother - on an Oklahoma history site. It had the address I was looking for.
When we were little, I remember walking this route back and forth and over and over again every summer when we would visit.
Also the street down the middle there is Western. Just above where the above map snippet is was Crown Heights Baptist Church where my Dad's parents were members and down Western about 5 blocks was Crown Heights Christian Church that my Mom's parents helped found and where Mother and Daddy were married.
Oklahoma City was not a tiny town when I was little and sure isn't today. But I had a little piece carved out north of downtown that was my whole world summer after summer.
What a fun rabbit hole and adventure du jour this all turned out to be!
mckavian wrote about a restaurant. It had a fun name. I wasn't doing anything so I googled it. Turns out it was on a street in Oklahoma City that sounded familiar. So I went to the map. Yep, it was down the street from where my extended family lived and the teensy bit that's left still does.I found my cousin's house. He lives in the house that my uncle built when I was 5 and my cousin was 10. They tore down the house that was on the lot and built this one from scratch. They lived in a camping trailer on the lot while it was being built. I spent many a wonderful hour in that house. My aunt was my father's sister and she was amazing. She had long fingernails that were always polished with frosted nail polish and she loved to comb and play with my hair which was fine by me. One Summer she gave me a permanent wave. My mother nearly had a coronary because it meant way more work for her until it grew out. Still makes me smile. (Zillow says it is 850 sq ft and while not for sale is worth $82,000.)
Anyway, my cousin is/was an electrician. He may have retired by now. He's not very communicative. I'm the only one in the family he talks to and we only talk when I call him which is about once a decade. He did send me a letter about 5 years ago asking for my phone number and email address to use because he was making me a trustee of a trust. About a year after that, I got a letter from his lawyer saying the lawyer was resigning the trust to be a judge. I'm not due to call my cousin again for another few years.
Anyway... Down the street and around the corner from my cousin, lived our shared grandparents. I found that easily because I have the luggage tag off my grandfather's typewriter case on my bookshelf.
My other grandparents - my mom's folks - lived a couple of blocks the other way but I couldn't remember exactly where. They moved from there to the retirement home in about 1970 so I don't have their old address.
Happily they have a very unique surname. I googled 'eisenlohr oklahoma' and up popped a census report from 1940. My mom was 17 and my grandma was 43. Wild. There they were. I went back to google and quickly found a page about my uncle - Mom's brother - on an Oklahoma history site. It had the address I was looking for.
When we were little, I remember walking this route back and forth and over and over again every summer when we would visit.
Also the street down the middle there is Western. Just above where the above map snippet is was Crown Heights Baptist Church where my Dad's parents were members and down Western about 5 blocks was Crown Heights Christian Church that my Mom's parents helped found and where Mother and Daddy were married.
Oklahoma City was not a tiny town when I was little and sure isn't today. But I had a little piece carved out north of downtown that was my whole world summer after summer.
What a fun rabbit hole and adventure du jour this all turned out to be!
3 more things
Jan. 30th, 2014 05:00 pmI went back to the Motorola site today to see if the Discover card problem has been fixed - just out of curiosity. And extremely surprisingly, it was. And, against my better judgement, I ordered the damn phone. I did. And I cannot return them. What's even worse, is that they are not eligible for either Amazon trade in program or Gazelle sales. And it looks like Motorola Mobile will soon be Lenovo - for good or for bad. Oh well. You can't take it with you.
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My hair has decided that swimming is ok. I've actually had a rather long string of good hair days. It's traded the chlorine blonde in for more of a white but a true white and not a yellow white. Ann says it still looks like I got a quality frost job. The bare spot on top in front is filling in. And with a few whisks of the brush after my shower, I can shape it in a pleasing manner that holds all the rest of the day. It even looks ok when I wake up in the morning!! 64 years it took but I finally have hair I like!
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My friend, Madelene, from the pool wanted to meet for coffee. She gets done about 45 minutes after I do. So I went and had Chinese food for lunch and ordered a pizza for dinner then she showed up and we killed an hour over coffee at Starbucks. It was a lovely and fun chat. Madelene is 84 and fun to talk to. Plus she thinks I'm an interesting specimen.
I got a Papa Murphy's Cowboy Pizza. It was $1 more than a cheese pizza. It has pepperoni, sausage, mushrooms and cheese. It's going to make a great dinner or two or three.
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My hair has decided that swimming is ok. I've actually had a rather long string of good hair days. It's traded the chlorine blonde in for more of a white but a true white and not a yellow white. Ann says it still looks like I got a quality frost job. The bare spot on top in front is filling in. And with a few whisks of the brush after my shower, I can shape it in a pleasing manner that holds all the rest of the day. It even looks ok when I wake up in the morning!! 64 years it took but I finally have hair I like!
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My friend, Madelene, from the pool wanted to meet for coffee. She gets done about 45 minutes after I do. So I went and had Chinese food for lunch and ordered a pizza for dinner then she showed up and we killed an hour over coffee at Starbucks. It was a lovely and fun chat. Madelene is 84 and fun to talk to. Plus she thinks I'm an interesting specimen.
I got a Papa Murphy's Cowboy Pizza. It was $1 more than a cheese pizza. It has pepperoni, sausage, mushrooms and cheese. It's going to make a great dinner or two or three.