Fall Is Hear. . . Paul Revere too!

Tis October 2106 and only  days until I will vote.  I am not on the fence but I will confess I did vote Democratic last National Presidential election.  I am voting for Donald J Trump on November 8th because I do think he will outshine HRC.

Here is why. . .Lou Dobbs has identified voter fraud quoting John Podesta (DNC) after James O'Keefe (ProjectVeritas.com) exposed corruption of both voter fraud and "Brown Shirting" of Trump rallies using payed homeless veterans and the mentally ill to "incite chaos. " Dobbs says Bob Creamer briefed HRC on the plans.  O'Keefe said, "By the White House Visitors Rolls Bob Creamer has visited the White House hundreds of times and the oval office at least 35+ times."   Both Creamer and Scott Vogel have been "fired" from the DNC.  (I believe they got severance packages.  This my speculation and is not fact.)

Aaron Mentor (AKA: Aaron Black) of Democracy Partners wants video of women being attacked at Republic rallies.  Further he calls this "Bird dogging" and states, "Hillary was aware of it" as he briefed HRC

President B Obama appears to have earlier knowledge of HRC "private server" and did not first hear of this when the (American) press did as he was interviewed.

Lou Dobbs says in "Tranch 14 release of Wikileaks" HRC in 2012 arranged a $12 million donation from the king of Morocco to the Clinton Foundation. . .In the same email Huma Abedin confirms this.  HRC was Secretary of State from 2009-2013 under B Obama. . .This isn't in conflict?  In a WikiLeaks email dated Tuesday April 21 2015 11:24 a.m. Huma writes about HRC to peers, "She's going to stick to her notes a little closer this a.m., still not perfect in her head."

HRC lashed out about free/fair election while inciting violence at Republic rallies Including Scott Vogel or was it Bob Creamer) admitting personal credit on sending Donald Duck to both Pence ("Iowa State Fair") and Trump rallies hoping to get "Punched"  This is a violation of the law.

2012 while Secretary of State in the Benghazi massacre HRC lost the lives of Christopher Stevens and Sean Smith under her watch.

The National Enquirer blasted both HRC and Bill just yesterday.  It is despicable reporting and a sickening read.

James B. Comey, Director of the FBI; cited her "carelessness" and refused to indict setting off the 100 investigating agents to write a blistering letter and leak their indictment findings to the conservative media.

The DNC admits to being responsible for riots in Chicago at Trump events which resulted in people getting hurt & canceling the rally. They are bragging they are the DNC which pays Democracy Partners who then pays these protesters through the AUFC  (Americans United For Change).

I believe James O'Keefe's Project Veritas.com are not edited nor are they doctored.  I also do not believe Jullian Assange of WikiLeaks is working for the Russians.  Instead I believe these emails are the result of the internet and it's "The Cloud" Possibilities and/or probabilities.  I believe HRC bleached her emails but failed to realize she was still out there in the emails of her DNC members.                                                               BIG OOPS!

James O'Keefe has said ."Social Media is more powerful than main street media (MSM).  O'Keefe has eluded  the MSM is afraid of retaliation from The DNC election to the White House.

The Affordable Care Act (ACA) is in the tank.  Hillary wants to enhance it.  HRC wants a "Signal Payer System" . . . I don't want the government in my healthcare.  I do not think I would have a defibrillator if my cardiac care were left to the government.  I feel the workings of hospitals, Emergency Departments (ED), The Emergency Medical Systems (EMS) are above the expertise of government.

The DNC has this week sent Katy Perry and Miley Cyrus to college dorms to get out the "millennium vote." and apparently these two together are too dumb to know if these people are not registered then they will have to obtain an illegal ballot of a dead person in order to vote.  The DNC admits they have them.  James O'Keefe: ProjectVeritas.com has footage of getting ballots for voting clerks without lying.

Don't get me started in Donna Brazile (interim chairman of the DNC 2016) feeding Q &A's HRC's way, or full term partial birth abortions or toddlers shooting toddlers.  I abhor Madonna preforming M Lewinsky's if you vote for HRC. . .

So I am voting

A Worth The While Journey

It is a four plus hour trip to head to Island Lake with little more than a weekend to spend but R is able to drive great distances if Tom Petty is dialed in.  Who knew?

Brings up a great point: Where did the last 40 plus years go?  We met in the fall of 1971 and soon R would be between girlfriends (He got the Dear John) and had no desire to "Run into her in Rapids before she'd get married on his birthday!!!" So he asked if he could come to Duluth during his academy breaks.  I was now a student at UMD and soon accepted as a transfer student at Scholastica with only two ambitions.  The first to become a two year graduate (St Luke's like mom) and second to earn enough money to buy books and have something left.  Dad said he would pay tuition if I earned book money. I moved home, as dad was transferred to the Duluth Ore Docks; with the DM&IRR. (I recall a semester at CSS was $675.00.) Nursing books averaged a hundred dollars new.  My books were "USED" and I also recall two nursing instructors told me I had earned A's but since I worked I was only getting B's. "They saved the A's for nonworking students."  Nun's were always a bit twisted.
In 1995, I was working on call nights at Benet Hall (CSS's Nun Home) until R left St Mary's for St. Luke's and I got the call saying I was done, "And we hope your husband is happy at St. Luke's.
No hard feelings here. . .Saves me thousands in contributions. No longer do they call for alumni fundraising. I have paid my dues.
I spent the last two years at CSS begging mom and dad to let me quit and apply to St. Luke's.  My mother argued, "You have two years either way and four is better than two: Stay Put!" Dad said, You will be the first college graduate. " He had also had a conversation with an old boyfriend's father which didn't favor a great outcome for "Yours Truly." Dad had a few aspirations too!

R and I were friends long before lovers. Not best friends, but friends.  He doesn't know when I get a traffic ticket, impulse buy, and/or watch "Days of Our Lives." Now I have told him there were more than one occasion where I got him to the airport and/or bus stop with little time to make the movie. The "Lover Thing" would not have happened were it no for my mother. It was mother Mary who encouraged the makeup upon awaiting his arrival.  "Get upstairs and get some makeup on he is not coming to watch you peel potatoes."  I burst into tears. . . I realized I was conflicted. . . Romance with R had not been a consideration.  Big George was R's best friend.  Who wants to marry their dad's friend?

Growing up R didn't have a "Hands On Dad." R never had anyone ask him, "What do you want to do when you grow-up?" Big George and Ron could and did talk for hours. (Big George took a dad's interest in R. )  My dad could talk civil war history, naval history, geography and loved reading. When the weather forced  Air Force Academy's varsity debate team's plane to land in Duluth in the spring of 1975 they stayed with Mary and George. (Dad would walk me down the aisle June 1975 and die September 3rd of the same year. Cancer.)I had finished a semester early and was already living in Colorado Springs working as a Medical Transcriptionist and crashing the scene with R's VW Bus.

In those days CO didn't allow graduate nurses to work as RN's until license was in hand. And I don't think that was the time Jose Castro slept hugging the pedestal of the baby grand piano.  Oh, the stories!  Dad took R and friends to the Saratoga. Yes, he even brought the girls!  I think he said, "May as well see what it is all about."

Air Force Academy cadets could not marry until after graduation.  It would be several years before R would stop reminding me I was broke and penniless. The first year of Medical School R didn't get his stipend and I was the major wage earner.  When the error was found imagine our surprise at seeing the first paycheck with back pay!  We mortgaged a 21K condo and moved.

The friendship did blossom and I would introduce him to Ruben's at The Pickwick and parking on Park Point.  I boast we fell in love over Ruben's and Tom and Jerry's if the season was right. I would soon realize his humor was toned and his knowledge was honed.  He once told Keesler's graduating class of residents,  "Never take anyone's hope. . .You do not know everything,  Never stop learning, read and remember to laugh."  On a bad day, I have called R and asked him to make me laugh.

This little journey down memory lane includes four offspring, three of their spouses, four grandchildren and a menagerie of goldfish, hamsters, five dogs and one cat which would almost kill Meg who turns out is severely allergic to felines.  And friends to share it all with.

This journey has included several homes and a gnawing feeling you pay people to buy your home. Until Duluth we always did, "Buy High and Sell Low."  The only reason we still have Bear Island is because the perspective buyers tried a renegotiation in the eleventh hour and R said, "We don't have to sell it Barb!"

Challenged Electronically Challenge

Bought Ron a clip-on FITBIT and he prompty lost it so I went out and replaced it with a wrist "Flex" and I added one for me to the credit card.  Mine got five days of LESS THAN aerobitic heart pumping activity and then I conveniently, and probably with malice; left the charger in Duluth, I am awaiting the UPS truck.  UPS just "Dropped " it at the door.

I would rather insert bamboo shoots under my fingernails than exercise.  It cost me $55.00 to ship it back so I am quite literally invested in this piece of technology which actually told me I wasn't sleeping in the first five days. After printing a 27 page "User's Manual" I discovered when you go to bed you have "talk to the FITBIT telling it "I am going to sleep!"

Fall 2015: LIFE! It Has Been Quite a Ride: BETTER THAN A BESTIE

Fall's nip is in the air.  The Wisconsin roadside is harvesting cranberries for as far as the horizon and the loaded logging trucks are between the green bean and corn transports.  The pumpkins are roadside too with hand painted signs to leave $2.00-$3.00 "Big vs Small"  There is even fresh cranberries on covered tables with a honor system cash box not bolted down.  The Halloween decorations are raising from the grave and the trees add more color.  I 'm for colorful trees and little spooky decor.

 The Kirschling kiddos are all grown up and all four as different as the seasons.   Just about the time I am relaxing I get a call which starts with "Mom?"   Ron is never called unless it is "Dad.!" It works  and fortunately the concerns are solved by yours truly.  Nothing has changed.

The family has lived in five states in the last 40 plus years. Wisconsin, and Minnesota has been three different addresses,Two in Texas and three in Biloxi.  For those who have never lived in Mississippi it is a an education. 
The first meeting for Ron and me was in 1971 and the romance started in 1973.  I have realized it has worked because one of us has always managed to take turns balancing the other.   Yes, it has been a "Tag Team" approach.  There have been ten different addresses marking "Home Sweet Home."  Most homes have been "money pits". . .Rule and not the exception was attending a closing with a check for the buyers and A Thank You gift.

There are "My -Guidelines to Marriage" which most simply are 1) Never take yourself too seriously.  2)  Don't turn on the tears. . . Ron cannot handle them:  "Save em. You may need them someday,"  my dad used to say.  3)  Mom would harp, "Barb get off his back!' Finally (Ten-Four.)  Make 'im Laugh…Make 'im Laugh…Make 'im Laugh.

As far as friendships go I cannot swear nor attest that any have worked out except for those who are linked to x23andMe. It is not to say I am anti-social.  I just confide in relatives.  It has been a tough learned lesson.

I have my secrets from Ron which is nothing in violation of the 10 Commandments.  Sometimes I think a best friend would correct what was just heard. I am guilty of keeping my mouth shut. This to say to Ron is not my best friend. I haven't shared everything. I haven't been able to tell him when I got a speeding ticket in 1994 in Superior, Wisconsin.  I haven't told him when I "impulse bought the capise shell lights in the 70's" . . He has asked,  "Where YOU going to tell me.  Nope wasn't one of my stellar moments, Mr. Eagle Scout."  Your standards are Superman"s. . . I doubt Superman had a best friend Mister!  Okay, superman had Lois Lane but it was platonic.  Guess that puts Ron better than a bestie?

Actually Forgot My Sign In!

How or where did Summer 2015 go?
      I had the boats pulled yesterday because as a "seasonal lake fronter" I could not keep up with the rising water levels and a floating dock which wasn't supposed to be floating.  (Found dock segments as far away as three doors down and around the corner.  The boats by some stroke of luck survived.  In this day of technology, I am not sure why a phone call can not "mass stream" an Phone Alert.  I agree "water levels" are not in the same 'boat' with "Amber Alerts."  Guess I am going to have to make a few phone calls and become more responsible.  I will worry about this tomorrow.
                                          Conclusion: For this year the boats are on land. . .
                                Hopefully high enough to survive the fall, winter and spring.

Spent the weekend in Eagan visiting Jackie, Connor, Meg, Gretchen and most of the Ruds.  It was a birthday party for Wyatt.  As he was only "One" I bought Rylie a Music box which was just captivating for the entire weekend.  She got "poked in her eye by her little brother" and it took her quite by surprise.  He of course didn't try to do this.  ("It was "an accident,"" Dad said.)

There has been a crispness to the air these evenings and coming home yesterday we saw a herd of deer just at twilight which we wouldn't have seen had there not been three albino deer with them.  I had never seen such a sight!

February 2015 with A Blast from Parents' Past.

There are probably more than six weeks of winter but there are no complaints from this writer as we have only gotten a light white covering which has not "snow bound" us as has snow on the east coast and rain which has ripped and gripped the west.  I remain a lover of four seasons and having lived both in Mississippi and Texas, I often commented the southern states only have two seasons. ("Brown" and "Green" are not seasons.)

My mom's parent where snow birds.  These pictures where dated February 1965.  In fact so was my dad's dad. I believe the difference then to now. . . it was a driving destination.  Miami, Venice and Tucson are cities which I can pull out of this cobwebbed brain. Mom loved the Fountain Bleu. she couldn't walk the beach then as she stated the hotels put out "breakwaters."

Michael's Ideas Have Lead to My "Ah Hah"

Hello everyone. I am reading a great book right now. I have included some of the material below about ideas for keeping a personal journal. Thought I would share. Not saying we all have to start writing journals. Simple thought it was powerful, and thought I would share. 

1. If you are not sure why you still do some things that you know are harmful or self-defeating, analyze it, process it, write it down. 

2. If your parents did something that drove you nuts, and you said yourself, "when I am a parent, I'm not going to do that." - and then find yourself doing it, write it down. 

3. If you gain an insight or learn a principle or observe a situation where a principle produced certain results, write about it. 

4. If you make a commitment to yourself or to someone else, write about the way you use your independent will to carry it out. If you commit to exercise four times a week, evaluate the factors that empowered you to do it-or explore the reasons why you didn't. Was your commitment half hearted, hasty, or unrealistic? Was there mind over mattress? 

5. Envision possibilities and write them down. 

6. Stand apart from your dreams. Look at them. Write about them. Wrestle with them until you're convinced they're based on principles that will bring results. 

Keep a journal empowers you to see and improve. 

This way you're developing and using your endowments. 

Writing truly imprints yours brain. 

It helps you remember and apply the things you're trying to do. 

It gives you a powerful contextual tool .

As you take occasion - perhaps on a mission statement renewal retreat - to read over your experiences of past weeks, months, years, you gain invaluable insight into repeating patterns and themes in your life.   Love, Michael

This came from our youngest son just this week and I was ever so surprised to read it.  Surprised because he has grown into such a nice (Birthday this week makes him 29 years old) man, son, friend, husband and father.  He has made me commit to writing this "Blog" a bit more often.

I was watching the "Golden Globes" this week and realized I cannot claim R as my "Best Friend."  nor would I want to.  I and R are opposites.  He is very regimented,  much more disciplined, much more knowledgeable and basically unable to multitask. He operates in the 110% mode.  I am none of these to the same degree.  I can laugh at myself, where I realize he cannot as easily. He needs someone to watch his back.

I read on Facebook, "I am married to my best friend." I am not being critical of those writers as it is their opinion of what is their relationships. This just wouldn't work for me.  I am married to my polar opposite.  The two are not the same.

Looking back on Michael's suggestions of the earlier part of this post, R and I have spent every night for a couple of weeks now turning off the TV and adding the radio and just talking to each other.  It has been very different.  I have come away realizing the change is that we aren't listening to each other we are seeing each other!