tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post3978222922917099831..comments2024-03-28T08:55:00.522-04:00Comments on The Misadventures of Widowhood: Passion and ParentsMisadventures of Widowhoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-3975814754424713162016-04-05T22:05:33.914-04:002016-04-05T22:05:33.914-04:00All good teachers leave a legacy. I sure see that ...All good teachers leave a legacy. I sure see that in how the community and x-students react to my niece and her husband. They are highly respected and changed lives and you did too, I'm sure.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-42233509491572508242016-04-05T21:48:13.686-04:002016-04-05T21:48:13.686-04:00I think "happily ever after" only happen...I think "happily ever after" only happens in fairy tales. Real lives are more complicated than that, including both good times and bad, happiness and unhappiness. My theory is that, without periods of unhappiness, we wouldn't recognize happiness when we lucked into it. <br />Although I have not had children, I don't feel any urge to leave a legacy -- maybe because of all those Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-1019262958942753002016-04-01T09:11:03.691-04:002016-04-01T09:11:03.691-04:00Rental property is way too much work but demented ...Rental property is way too much work but demented renters were few and far between. Ones who don't want to pay their rent are more common. LOLMisadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-6036583347629151642016-04-01T01:29:51.095-04:002016-04-01T01:29:51.095-04:00Every time we thought about purchasing a rental .....Every time we thought about purchasing a rental ... I'd remember that old movie Pacific Heights ... a psychological thriller about a demented renter ...The Awkward Widowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03729456066739275695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-62798155988783934622016-03-31T14:09:28.841-04:002016-03-31T14:09:28.841-04:00Aren't we lucky as a generation to have missed...Aren't we lucky as a generation to have missed the hard times of the Depression!Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-77770632368859488302016-03-31T12:03:09.547-04:002016-03-31T12:03:09.547-04:00we missed all this, lucky us that we still have gr...we missed all this, lucky us that we still have great story tellers around to share it!!Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16823369215793154260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-2953564495698712052016-03-31T09:08:05.778-04:002016-03-31T09:08:05.778-04:00Thanks. I try to be good. LOL Thanks. I try to be good. LOL Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-6112669832897115842016-03-31T00:10:52.723-04:002016-03-31T00:10:52.723-04:00and you said it's difficult to have a conversa... and you said it's difficult to have a conversation through a blog! thank you for remembering my earlier comment re travel, that was kind of you, as also the encouraging comment. You're a good woman, Jean R. and brought up well by your parents. ~LibbyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-37882148084419699072016-03-30T23:31:34.029-04:002016-03-30T23:31:34.029-04:00I actually got to learn both...sewing and woodwork...I actually got to learn both...sewing and woodworking. But I was the only and first girl to do it in school. <br /><br />The only thing I actually liked about living in an apartment the one year that we did it was the maintenance department. One call and with 48 hours things were fixed. Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-54270964577139483742016-03-30T22:43:51.744-04:002016-03-30T22:43:51.744-04:00Growing up in an apartment meant that "handym...Growing up in an apartment meant that "handyman" skills were not needed because there was an actual handyman. It does mean that anything useful that I wanted to know, I needed to teach myself and I didn't get the benefit of elders passing down good advice. I always wanted to work with wood and so I built shelves and cabinet doors but there was a lot of trial and error that could Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-71948680982296764242016-03-30T20:07:07.758-04:002016-03-30T20:07:07.758-04:00Thanks for the comment, Deborah. People who went t...Thanks for the comment, Deborah. People who went through the Depression and WWII were cut from different cloth than the kids today, weren't they. We can both be proud of our parents.<br /><br />I hate that "filling time" feeling! That's a good way to describe it. I have high hopes that that can change though.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-77454829684288895212016-03-30T19:59:50.519-04:002016-03-30T19:59:50.519-04:00Trump, Stump. Not much difference. LOL
You could ...Trump, Stump. Not much difference. LOL<br /><br />You could do it, Libby. Find some travel opportunities to spend down some money. I see women at the senior hall who buy new condos and new furniture to go with them. They seem to be having a good time doing it.<br />Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-46239121680288617582016-03-30T19:48:45.030-04:002016-03-30T19:48:45.030-04:00Gosh, you've got me laughing. HARD! That reall...Gosh, you've got me laughing. HARD! That really is funny.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-76293840718707953172016-03-30T19:32:33.560-04:002016-03-30T19:32:33.560-04:00Your parents sound a lot like my parents. Salt of...Your parents sound a lot like my parents. Salt of the earth people. I was just speaking of this to a friend yesterday. With my parents surviving the Great Depression as children and then surviving their first three married years with Daddy in Europe during WWII, we were taught to not be whiners. That is something I find so lacking in the US today. As for how long should it take to retool a Deborahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12195623810400107239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-68519393501119991482016-03-30T19:22:07.707-04:002016-03-30T19:22:07.707-04:00You'd have already figured it out by now, but ...You'd have already figured it out by now, but the mention of "trump" in conversation above was, in your reference to "trump" - as opposed to "stump" - in your response, second paragraph, to the first comment. I too noticed the freudian slip - as said, don't many people want to get T out! - and had a chuckle. <br /><br />My parents too lived a frugal life. My Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-2946695044565508062016-03-30T19:20:31.417-04:002016-03-30T19:20:31.417-04:00LOL ~ it was a (Freudian?) typo in your comment up...LOL ~ it was a (Freudian?) typo in your comment up above: "I have often wondered what they were all looking at in that photo as well. I should ask my brother if he remembers. It was a huge tree and they had to get the trump out."<br /><br />That's just funny!shoreacreshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16284698314697628805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-38298279498571263832016-03-30T16:49:32.205-04:002016-03-30T16:49:32.205-04:00You had me scratching my head since I didn't m...You had me scratching my head since I didn't mention Trump above, then I remembered I did in my last post when I replied to Libby in Austrailia: "Easy for you to say about Trump. You don't have to live in the same country as him should he actually get elected. I may have to come visit you for four years." LOL<br /><br />I love your plans for this year! Not putting up with stupidMisadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-85226871206105858032016-03-30T15:52:26.532-04:002016-03-30T15:52:26.532-04:00It is interesting how many parallels run in our li...It is interesting how many parallels run in our lives, values and thinking! If we were closer in age, that would explain some of it but we're a decade a part, I think. <br /><br />Let me know if you figure out the key for letting go of 'legacy' and just living. That is something I struggle with a lot.<br /><br />Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-37843267781266415382016-03-30T15:45:52.624-04:002016-03-30T15:45:52.624-04:00The things that my parents did with that cottage o...The things that my parents did with that cottage over the years is kind of astonishing, looking back, including putting a basement under it many years after it was built. I wrote about it once before here: http://misadventuresofwidowhood.blogspot.com/2014/08/going-home-again-cottage.html<br /><br />I have a good eye for remodeling too but way too many people re-muddle instead of remodel. I'veMisadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-14424721713688831512016-03-30T15:37:37.120-04:002016-03-30T15:37:37.120-04:00You have given me my laugh of the day in your comm...You have given me my laugh of the day in your comment just above. I suspect most of America is feeling like "they [have] to get the trump out." We all obsessed, whether we want to be or not.<br /><br />I think about my remaining time a lot, though I don't worry about leaving any legacy. I have friends who are in my situation (e.g., no kids) and we all agree that it shapes our shoreacreshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16284698314697628805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-91871990090085398402016-03-30T15:31:42.022-04:002016-03-30T15:31:42.022-04:00My parents didn't buy on time or use credit ca...My parents didn't buy on time or use credit card either...a sign of the times they grew up in I suppose.<br /><br />Don got his mechanical abilities from living on a farm and having to rebuild equipment too.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-52513476476379856342016-03-30T11:19:16.159-04:002016-03-30T11:19:16.159-04:00Jean....again....so much of how you describe your ...Jean....again....so much of how you describe your parents could apply to mine as well. Do we have parallel lives? My mother often said they started their life together with $8.00 in coins in an old Velveeta box. Their first house was a ramshackle wreck in a blue collar neighborhood (my dad was a textile factory worker, my mom a seamstress for Formit -- remember Formfit corsets?). They donnajurenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10799559087972759233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-82517648870010857682016-03-30T11:06:31.439-04:002016-03-30T11:06:31.439-04:00When I was a teenager, my best friend's parent...When I was a teenager, my best friend's parents bought several small houses over the years, remodeled them and rented them. They continued to live a modest lifestyle. When they died, my friend and her siblings were surprised to learn they had far more money/assets than anyone suspected. We had a good laugh about it.<br /><br />I think remodeling is one of the most hopeful, forward-looking Bella Rumhttp://bellarum.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-10736080322420716022016-03-30T10:03:55.807-04:002016-03-30T10:03:55.807-04:00My Mother could walk into an empty house, and see ...My Mother could walk into an empty house, and see how it would all turn out after a remodel. My Dad was only interested in his farm equipment and he repaired it over and over. Everything they did was on a cash only basis, so things had to last while money was saved for the next most needed thing. My sister has my Mother's talent at "seeing" the finished product. I do not, but I Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399435237919718544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-39235356010913648092016-03-30T08:06:17.701-04:002016-03-30T08:06:17.701-04:00Don's parents were like mine and your dad in t...Don's parents were like mine and your dad in that they made use of everything. It's a bi-product of living through the depression. I don't know if it was common to tear down a house to build a house but I do know they've had places that recycle/sell building elements since '60. I used to love to go to architectural warehouses with my dad.<br /><br />I have often wondered what Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.com