Author: Thomas Walters

It’s been several years since I gave my faithful readers an update on House Hunters, that intriguing series with folks looking to relocate and purchase a home.  For the uninformed, these people are shown three options, one of which they’ll buy because, well, in full disclosure, they’d already bought it before the show was filmed.  Here are several more quirks to the House Hunters update, in the interests once again of keeping our readers up-to-date.  Some of these are just getting more and more, shall we say, eccentric? 

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I was pulling into the grocery store parking lot yesterday, and I happened to notice this dear soul unloading her groceries a few spots away.  It was an interesting process, because her cart was full of things in multiple store plastic bags.  It looked like several dozen bags.  She pulled out her own supply of reusable bags from the back seat, and proceeded to repack the groceries into her reusable ones, presumably to make them easier to carry? Who knows.  As those that know me best are aware, shy reticence really isn’t one of my skills.  It took every ounce of strength for me not to go over to her and say, “No, no . . . .  ” It seemed like a teachable moment, but in this case, I showed uncharacteristic restraint. 

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It’s a time to remember all fathers, be they biological, father figures, favorite uncles, surrogates, and others that have played or continue to play a role.  I often think of my father, a man left without his own at age three and left him nothing but a name, and who survived two stepfathers, one of whom he connected with for a short time, and one with whom he didn’t, and of consequence didn’t really have a model.  He was an only child, and thus didn’t have any siblings with whom to share the experience.  Considering that, he did remarkably well in the parent department, raising three of us with generosity.  He wasn’t a demonstrably doting parent, but we knew that he loved and cared deeply about all of us.  I had a personality closest to my mother’s, so he and I were perhaps closer than my brother or sister, because I understood him. Oh, yes.  He loved them both, but my brother was a bit of a challenge, and my sister, the youngest, was the princess.  When it came to managing his affairs later on, that became my role.

Continue reading “As Father’s Day Looms Once Again”

Her Ladyship and I have, in recent years – well really since the Princess went off to college, taken to having dinner in front of the television each evening.  We keep a regular schedule, as do many households. I know, it’s not what we should be doing, but it’s a comfortable routine.  And because we are the ultimate creatures of habit, this happens right at about 6 PM, when the local news comes on, followed by the national news.  As I’ve always had, shall we say, delicate sensibilities, I’d like to propose that the news stations use a degree of discretion, understanding what’s going on in our house while we’re viewing.

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As the saying goes.  Spring hasn’t completely sprung – we’re still really mid-bounce.  Several warm days last week, followed by cooler and windy this week.  The trees have commenced budding, and though they haven’t quite unfurled their leaves here yet, it’s on its way. The flowers are sprouting – a couple of bunches of daffodils blossomed until the winds decapitated them.  But more are coming along.  The crocuses are up, and the first few tentative buds are opening on the forsythia. The squirrels and chipmunks are digging up my spring bulbs with joyful exuberance, so all is well with the world. 

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There.  I’ve said it.  As the sassy t-shirt says, “I can’t believe how old people my age are.”  Or worse, “I see these old people, and realize I went to high school with them.”  Yes, age is a stark reality, and as my late aunt used to say, “It isn’t for sissies.”  I can’t even say that I’m “middle aged”, because that would mean that I’m planning to live to 140.

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I was having breakfast a while ago with a good friend.  We get together regularly for coffee or breakfast, just to catch up.  I asked if he had any pictures of his granddaughters – his second happily arrived.  He hadn’t yet, but promised that his son would put pictures on his phone for him.  OK.  His technical skills are right in line with mine. The princess has to download apps for me, or answer questions when this computer confronts me. 

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During our television watching this morning, Her Ladyship pointed out that, in an ad for detergent, the laundry shelf over the washing machine only had one container.  I, to be honest, was shocked and, quite frankly, appalled.  What is this family thinking?  Were they militia members in a bunker some place, they wouldn’t last a week.  I always keep an extra bottle or three at the ready, and am mocked routinely for it.  

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I’m doing a bit of “reblogging” here, because some things continue to be used too frequently – to the point that if we hear them again, something inside us is likely to snap. Do you have some buzzwords that cause you to roll your eyes when somebody says them?  I’m sure that everyone does – words and phrases that they find running the gamut from mildly amusing the first few times we hear them to the unspeakably tiresome with each utterance.  Often, it’s just the overuse of bits and pieces of language that cause our blood pressure to spike. Here are some that have embedded themselves in the culture, and it’s going to take some time and effort to snuff them out going forward.  

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Once again, we’re entering that exciting season when tax returns are filed and we’re either eager or filled with dread at what they’ll tell us. It’s a yearly odyssey. Remember that slight edge that everyone felt back in January when the tax forms and information started to roll in?  I think I’m covered, but maybe not. Taxpayers are divided into two categories – those that typically are getting a refund, so the savings account will get a bump or that new refrigerator seems possible – please issue that refund before the Presidents Day Sale, and those that will owe money, and thus will be standing on tiptoes on the cliff of the April filing deadline.  

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