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Post by Shannon on Mar 9, 2022 9:02:04 GMT -5
Well, good morning, everyone!
It is Spring Break here at Auburn, but the clinic remains open and I remain at work. I have no news to report, but expect to have some news within the next couple of weeks. I'll keep you in suspense until then.
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Post by coachdoc on Mar 9, 2022 9:57:06 GMT -5
Someone expecting a kid or grandkid?
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Post by Cornflake on Mar 9, 2022 10:11:48 GMT -5
I hope it'll be good news, Shannon.
Good morning, all. It'll be 40-70 here and sunny. Plumbers will be coming to fix a variety of niggles.
Enjoy your day.
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Post by majorminor on Mar 9, 2022 10:26:58 GMT -5
Morning. Foot of snow yesterday and clear and 4 degrees this morning.
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Post by Marty on Mar 9, 2022 11:09:21 GMT -5
Good morning
16F sunny.
Off to do errands and then some shop time.
11 Days til Spring.
But we know that is a LIE. MN won't see true Spring weather for another month or so.
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Post by concertinagirl on Mar 9, 2022 11:09:57 GMT -5
Closing on the sale of my house tomorrow. New buyers (husband & wife) did the final walk through last night. They are happy and excited to move in. It warmed my heart to see their excitement. The wife is an avid gardener and was very happy to learn of all of the Lillies, Roses and Prairie flowers that I planted and that she has to look forward to. It was a lovely evening with them.
Sue, the woman selling the house that Scott and I are buying, has been in contact with me regularly. We talk about the nuances of the house or pretty much any other excuse we can come up with to give us a chance to chat. She has repeatedly said to me, “I am so glad the two of you are buying my house.” “That makes me so happy.”
I think Sue and I are both so very happy that love will continue to grow in the homes we once shared with the husbands we loved so dearly.
Have a great day, everyone.
Jan
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Post by billhammond on Mar 9, 2022 11:13:28 GMT -5
Closing on the sale of my house tomorrow. New buyers (husband & wife) did the final walk through last night. They are happy and excited to move in. It warmed my heart to see their excitement. The wife is an avid gardener and was very happy to learn of all of the Lillies, Roses and Prairie flowers that I planted and that she has to look forward to. It was a lovely evening with them. Sue, the woman selling the house that Scott and I are buying, has been in contact with me regularly. We talk about the nuances of the house or pretty much any other excuse we can come up with to give us a chance to chat. She has repeatedly said to me, “I am so glad the two of you are buying my house.” “That makes me so happy.” I think Sue and I are both so very happy that love will continue to grow in the homes we once shared with the husbands we loved so dearly. Have a great day, everyone. Jan What happens to CASE, pray tell? So glad everything is moving along in such a positive fashion!
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Post by epaul on Mar 9, 2022 11:30:28 GMT -5
Good morning. An interesting package just arrived. I think it might have a clarinet in it. I will go open it and find out.
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Post by majorminor on Mar 9, 2022 11:37:42 GMT -5
I think it might have a clarinet in it. That's what they all say....
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Post by epaul on Mar 9, 2022 11:41:49 GMT -5
It is! It is! It is a clarinet.
Make way Tommy Dorsey, here comes Benny Goodman!
(sure hope you two play nicely together)
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Post by Cosmic Wonder on Mar 9, 2022 11:43:59 GMT -5
Morning. Last day in the desert, for now,packing and cleaning, and maybe a bike ride. 80 here today.
Mike
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Post by concertinagirl on Mar 9, 2022 12:12:29 GMT -5
Closing on the sale of my house tomorrow. New buyers (husband & wife) did the final walk through last night. They are happy and excited to move in. It warmed my heart to see their excitement. The wife is an avid gardener and was very happy to learn of all of the Lillies, Roses and Prairie flowers that I planted and that she has to look forward to. It was a lovely evening with them. Sue, the woman selling the house that Scott and I are buying, has been in contact with me regularly. We talk about the nuances of the house or pretty much any other excuse we can come up with to give us a chance to chat. She has repeatedly said to me, “I am so glad the two of you are buying my house.” “That makes me so happy.” I think Sue and I are both so very happy that love will continue to grow in the homes we once shared with the husbands we loved so dearly. Have a great day, everyone. Jan What happens to CASE, pray tell? So glad everything is moving along in such a positive fashion! I STRUGGLED for several weeks with thoughts of what I should do with CASE. The day CASE arrived and the Cardinal perched itself on the seat, I swore that CASE and I would never part. In my mind that Cardinal was Larry who had come to sit on the tractor he had wanted for so many years. I even put some of his ashes inside that tractor. Needless to say, I developed a very deep emotional attachment to CASE. Fast forward two years. Scott and I are purchasing a new home. Scott knows of my attachment to CASE and he told me he will fully support whatever I chose to do. He has friends with trailers who could transport CASE to our new home. The seller’s agent checked with Waukesha County and there were no restrictions regarding farm equipment (or something like that). Basically, there would have been no problem if we wanted to put CASE in our back yard. However, what was constantly on my mind was the issue of Scott and I starting fresh. He is in the process of selling his late wife’s Mitsubishi Spyder. Sue sold us all of her furniture as her daughter told her it was time to start fresh in her new home. My girlfriends told me it’s time for me to give up CASE and move on like Scott and Sue. I looked into donating CASE to a charity like “Rawhide” or other organizations that use old cars and/or farm equipment to teach young people skills. They would be worthy of CASE but it just didn’t feel right and I have always been a person who trusts my instincts. Two weeks ago, my new buyers had my home inspected. They came with an inspector and their real estate lady, Patti. As the inspector was doing his job and the couple were occupied with him, Patti asked me what I plan to do with the tractor. I told her the story behind CASE and of my distress in making a decision. That was the end of it...or so I thought. Later that evening I received a text from Patti. The text stated that if I chose to give up/donate CASE that I should contact her first. I contacted her immediately to see what she had in mind. Patti told that she has always wanted a tractor and that she and her husband have an acre of land in Oak Creek. He has a trailer and could pick it up and take it away. I was THRILLED. CASE would have a new home with someone who really wanted him. I texted Patti and told her that she and her husband could come anytime to get him The next day she and her husband came. She introduced me to her husband, LARRY. Larry asked me what year that tractor was. I told him 1947. He said, “I was born in 1947.” I said, “My late husband, Larry was also born in 1947.” CASE (with ashes of my Larry born 1947 inside) would be going to a new home to live with Patti and Larry (born 1947). How cool is that? I felt as though a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. My instincts told me that I had made the correct decision. Patti came last night with the couple for the walk through. She told me that CASE is on their driveway and will go to his permanent spot on their land once the snow melts and the ground firms up. She thanked me again for allowing them to take CASE and I thanked her for making my decision so easy. My mind is eased knowing that CASE will continue to be loved and appreciated.
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Post by kenlarsson on Mar 9, 2022 12:16:14 GMT -5
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Post by billhammond on Mar 9, 2022 12:22:12 GMT -5
What happens to CASE, pray tell? So glad everything is moving along in such a positive fashion! I STRUGGLED for several weeks with thoughts of what I should do with CASE. The day CASE arrived and the Cardinal perched itself on the seat, I swore that CASE and I would never part. In my mind that Cardinal was Larry who had come to sit on the tractor he had wanted for so many years. I even put some of his ashes inside that tractor. Needless to say, I developed a very deep emotional attachment to CASE. Fast forward two years. Scott and I are purchasing a new home. Scott knows of my attachment to CASE and he told me he will fully support whatever I chose to do. He has friends with trailers who could transport CASE to our new home. The seller’s agent checked with Waukesha County and there were no restrictions regarding farm equipment (or something like that). Basically, there would have been no problem if we wanted to put CASE in our back yard. However, what was constantly on my mind was the issue of Scott and I starting fresh. He is in the process of selling his late wife’s Mitsubishi Spyder. Sue sold us all of her furniture as her daughter told her it was time to start fresh in her new home. My girlfriends told me it’s time for me to give up CASE and move on like Scott and Sue. I looked into donating CASE to a charity like “Rawhide” or other organizations that use old cars and/or farm equipment to teach young people skills. They would be worthy of CASE but it just didn’t feel right and I have always been a person who trusts my instincts. Two weeks ago, my new buyers had my home inspected. They came with an inspector and their real estate lady, Patti. As the inspector was doing his job and the couple were occupied with him, Patti asked me what I plan to do with the tractor. I told her the story behind CASE and of my distress in making a decision. That was the end of it...or so I thought. Later that evening I received a text from Patti. The text stated that if I chose to give up/donate CASE that I should contact her first. I contacted her immediately to see what she had in mind. Patti told that she has always wanted a tractor and that she and her husband have an acre of land in Oak Creek. He has a trailer and could pick it up and take it away. I was THRILLED. CASE would have a new home with someone who really wanted him. I texted Patti and told her that she and her husband could come anytime to get him The next day she and her husband came. She introduced me to her husband, LARRY. Larry asked me what year that tractor was. I told him 1947. He said, “I was born in 1947.” I said, “My late husband, Larry was also born in 1947.” CASE (with ashes of my Larry born 1947 inside) would be going to a new home to live with Patti and Larry (born 1947). How cool is that? I felt as though a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. My instincts told me that I had made the correct decision. Patti came last night with the couple for the walk through. She told me that CASE is on their driveway and will go to his permanent spot on their land once the snow melts and the ground firms up. She thanked me again for allowing them to take CASE and I thanked her for making my decision so easy. My mind is eased knowing that CASE will continue to be loved and appreciated. I am so glad I asked! Thank you for taking the time to so beautifully tell your heartwarming, tissue-grabbing story. Amazing! Possible Hallmark movie, and I mean that in a good way!
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Post by concertinagirl on Mar 9, 2022 12:37:02 GMT -5
I STRUGGLED for several weeks with thoughts of what I should do with CASE. The day CASE arrived and the Cardinal perched itself on the seat, I swore that CASE and I would never part. In my mind that Cardinal was Larry who had come to sit on the tractor he had wanted for so many years. I even put some of his ashes inside that tractor. Needless to say, I developed a very deep emotional attachment to CASE. Fast forward two years. Scott and I are purchasing a new home. Scott knows of my attachment to CASE and he told me he will fully support whatever I chose to do. He has friends with trailers who could transport CASE to our new home. The seller’s agent checked with Waukesha County and there were no restrictions regarding farm equipment (or something like that). Basically, there would have been no problem if we wanted to put CASE in our back yard. However, what was constantly on my mind was the issue of Scott and I starting fresh. He is in the process of selling his late wife’s Mitsubishi Spyder. Sue sold us all of her furniture as her daughter told her it was time to start fresh in her new home. My girlfriends told me it’s time for me to give up CASE and move on like Scott and Sue. I looked into donating CASE to a charity like “Rawhide” or other organizations that use old cars and/or farm equipment to teach young people skills. They would be worthy of CASE but it just didn’t feel right and I have always been a person who trusts my instincts. Two weeks ago, my new buyers had my home inspected. They came with an inspector and their real estate lady, Patti. As the inspector was doing his job and the couple were occupied with him, Patti asked me what I plan to do with the tractor. I told her the story behind CASE and of my distress in making a decision. That was the end of it...or so I thought. Later that evening I received a text from Patti. The text stated that if I chose to give up/donate CASE that I should contact her first. I contacted her immediately to see what she had in mind. Patti told that she has always wanted a tractor and that she and her husband have an acre of land in Oak Creek. He has a trailer and could pick it up and take it away. I was THRILLED. CASE would have a new home with someone who really wanted him. I texted Patti and told her that she and her husband could come anytime to get him The next day she and her husband came. She introduced me to her husband, LARRY. Larry asked me what year that tractor was. I told him 1947. He said, “I was born in 1947.” I said, “My late husband, Larry was also born in 1947.” CASE (with ashes of my Larry born 1947 inside) would be going to a new home to live with Patti and Larry (born 1947). How cool is that? I felt as though a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. My instincts told me that I had made the correct decision. Patti came last night with the couple for the walk through. She told me that CASE is on their driveway and will go to his permanent spot on their land once the snow melts and the ground firms up. She thanked me again for allowing them to take CASE and I thanked her for making my decision so easy. My mind is eased knowing that CASE will continue to be loved and appreciated. I am so glad I asked! Thank you for taking the time to so beautifully tell your heartwarming, tissue-grabbing story. Amazing! Possible Hallmark movie, and I mean that in a good way! I believe I have said this before on this forum that I have felt my life with Larry was like living a fairy tale. I felt that way from the moment we met. Throughout the course of our relationship and marriage, we exchanged over 4000 emails. We almost never talked on the phone. He expressed himself best in writing and I found that I did too. After he died, I printed all 4000 of those emails. I reread many of them over and over. He was no simple country boy. He was a complex man with a brilliant mind. A deep thinker and more romantic than I thought it possible for any man to be. At the time I printed those writings, I too thought these could make a wonderful Hallmark movie. Little did I know that the following two years could also be the makings for a Hallmark movie. Life sure is interesting.
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Post by aquaduct on Mar 9, 2022 13:00:38 GMT -5
So a few weeks ago my daughter noticed the little Facebook page where I post my Pieces of Malarkey "band" stuff. She liked a few of the videos and then asked me why the hell I stopped (combination of frustration and other more important things than music going on). Then my wife announced to me that we're gearing up Chatham Street again (it's been deader than a door nail for 5 years) and I'll have to relearn all that again as well as some new tunes. One of the problems we have working together is that she's outrageously talented and I'm just a serviceable hack. So learning new stuff for me involves her having to put up with me having to require her to do stuff over and over while I try to get it all under my fingers. Let's just say, it gets intense. But now I have the Trio+ pedal that I use for PoM so I've incorporated it into the old Chatham Street rig that my wife came to hate about midway through our run (because of visual aesthetics). Now I can record my own tracks and noodle as necessary until the cows come home to work out details of my parts under her direction. Boom! A much more pleasant experience. And I finally have a way to learn how to play without having to learn live by joining a band. The rig in the basement: And now I can get back to learning "Emily" for her wedding in July.
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Post by Rob Hanesworth on Mar 9, 2022 13:07:29 GMT -5
An old fart, his daughter, his grandson, and his great grandson.
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Post by Marshall on Mar 9, 2022 13:26:25 GMT -5
Morning. In the car motoring to Hilton Head SC. Sue’s driving. I’m looking out the window as lovely southern Indiana whizzes by. Justo woke up from a little nap. My next turn at the wheel starts soon.
Have a good day.
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Post by John B on Mar 9, 2022 13:39:21 GMT -5
Morning. In the car motoring to Hilton Head SC. Sue’s driving. I’m looking out the window as lovely southern Indiana whizzes by. Justo woke up from a little nap. My next turn at the wheel starts soon. Have a good day. Honk when you drive by Columbus!
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Post by Dan McLaughlin on Mar 9, 2022 14:16:25 GMT -5
Have good ones.
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