WHY DO SOME OPPOSITES ATTRACT OPPOSITES?

     I'm sure that reading between the lines on this blog you can tell that the Micro Manager and I are quite opposite. With the posts on downsizing it's very obvious that we are opposites. One reader left a comment in jest  that "a war was developing between Red the Declutterer and Jean the Hoarder". One of us was very busy finding things to "decorate" the house. There are enough "things" to decorate a few houses. I know that she had a great time collecting items and displaying them . She bought very few things in a store. I sometimes ask her "Where did you get that thing?"  She always knows. Many things were picked up on garage sales or were given. The mother in law gave us many paintings. There are probably 20 of these creations in the house. The Micro Manager liked paint by number. She also liked the needle work patterns. She also took a ceramics course and produced quite a few creations to hang in a wall. 

     Then I also noticed a pattern in a few comments where it was obvious the spouses were in opposite corners of he downsizing issue. It was interesting that many different compromises were made. And then thee are the people who know they should be downsizing but just can't get started. 

     The room with thirteen things on the wall is now down to two. 

     When I went out with the Micro Manager I recognized that she was opposite to me in quite a few areas. I thought it would complement our relationship . However , when it comes to down sizing we've spent quite a bit of time discussing. However, I don't think that Mr. Pudding is right that we are in any kind of war. A siege maybe, but not a fight. 

    the bear painting is from the Mother in Law

The hands are from the ceramics course

The swans are from a paint by number kit.

THINGS YOU LEARN WHEN YOU'RE TRYING TO DOWNSIZE

      As most of you know I've been trying to downsize for quite some time. So far my greatest success is to get something to blog about.

      I have discovered some things about the micro manager that I hadn't recognized. The Micro Manager will hang almost anything on the house walls. She has an untanned sealskin on a wall that she bought from one of the Inuit while she was nursing in the Arctic. It's a good thing she doesn't find a skunk skin or that might be on the wall too.

     Her cousin found painting late in life and we were the beneficiaries of many the these creations. Guess where they went? Well yes, onto our walls. Guess who framed and hung these treasures? Ya , Red , that's who.

     I found one little room with 10 treasures on the walls. 

     Well this year there is a little more movement to actually discard things. If something is on paneling it's gone because it  doesn't leave a nail hole. 

     So these two treasures are being disposed of. I know I'm not supposed to end a sentence with a proposition. 

     These were meant to be bumper stickers that were passed out by the Alberta Teachers Association in the 1980's.

     I didn't know what to do with them so I mistakenly brought them home.

     The Micro Manager got busy right away and found the two cedar planks and voila the stickers went on the planks and on the wall. 

    I also found several coats that I never remember seeing.

    So here are piles of this and that that are really going to leave the house this year.

PROPAGANDA MADE EASY

       I read a sad piece in the paper about a 19 year old who shot and killed 10 people.

       This killer had read some racist material on line and became convinced that he should kill people not of the white race. 

       It was once very difficult to reach people with a message unless you were a leader of some kind or had buckets of money to advertise. 

      The internet has made it easy to set up sites that can reach millions. The internet allows us to easily make up a site that is attractive and eye catching. People start to read something and it sounds reasonable to them. They bungle into more of the same message very easily by clicking on a few links.

     People use the facilities of the internet to easily communicate what ever idea comes to their head. Many times it can be racist , violent or to an extreme political view.

     So is it time to put some control on internet sites that allow people easy access to millions ?

     As bloggers, most of us enjoy communicating about interests we have. I reach around 160 people with my own expertise to set up a blog. With more skill and interest someone can easily set something up that catches more fish.

     So is it time to create some regulations that prevent the extreme and dangerous messages from being easily publicized? This would be far from easy. The free speech people would have their say. The bad guys would not like to see their rights taken away. 

      Where will this end?

THE BIRTHDAY BOY

       I just got off messenger from talking to the birthday boy. 

        It's not everybody who has a sibling or relative with a Valentine's day birthday.

       I was 15 when D was born.

       There wasn't supposed to be another child in the family. As many of you know we had an eleven year old sister who passed away. Mom and Dad were completely devastated. Mom's family physician  recommended that she have another baby to replace this lost daughter. 

      Well surprise surprise. The new baby was a boy. At that time they were very happy to have a baby boy.

     D was the perfect child for that situation. There were ten years between D and his next brother. He was really a one child family. He was the ideal child for grieving parents and an only child. D was amiable( still is) pleasant and able to get along with adults . Of course, adults liked him. His brothers loved him too. 

     Conditions were severe at that time. Dad took Mom to a small hospital about 25 miles away two weeks before her due date. On the way , the little Studebaker did a 360 on the icy road. The month of February that year was very, very cold. It was a few days before the new baby got home.

      Unfortunately I left home when D was 2 1/2 years old so missed a lot of his growing up.

      So one hour of reminiscing went by in a hurry. 

     So D's birthday is always special. 

DAD'S DOWNSIZING

         Dad didn't place much value or treasure on material things. He started out in life with very few material things. They were a pioneer family with little cash. When Dad was 18, in 1929 he hopped a freight and went to northern Alberta. You can see the pattern about physical things. The other reason Dad placed little value on "worldly treasures " was his religious outlook. He gave every penny he could spare to he church.

      However, after the Second World War , when the economy picked up, he was able to build a house and buy good farm equipment. Dad and Mom retired in 1970 and moved to town and a small house. They took only what they needed from the old farm house.

     Mom passed away a couple of years after retirement. Six months later Dad held an auction sale. This left him with not much more than his clothes. 

     He remarried. The possessions were all our step mother's things. 

    Our stepmother died before Dad. Dad had been in a nursing home. He made sure that he had enough money for his funeral and little more. His estate ended up with about $1600.00 left. 

    How's that for downsizing and sliding into home base with little to spare. 

    Now I won't downsize as much as Dad but he certainly didn't have very many possessions to deal with at the end. 

    However , I am making a good effort to dispose of as much as I can. 

IT PAYS TO ASK.

       Three posts ago I wrote about not knowing dates of death for my Mom and sister. I had tried searching but didn't have any luck. 

       Connie from Far Side of  Fifty found my Mom's date of death. I should have been able to find it. 

      My sister's date of death was a bigger challenge. My best searchers didn't find anything. My son-in-law is an expert on genealogy and he couldn't find anything. So I checked with Vital statistics. They wanted $70.00 to find it. When I read that I very quickly decided to look a little harder. My brother was looking through some papers and there it was . He was surprised as he didn't know he had the date. He had a clipping from the paper that was an announcement of memoriam. 

     My niece who has looked for this information sent it to me. She also got another niece in on the search. It's interesting as these two were born 70's and 90's and would very likely not ever heard of Doreen. 

      So I didn't have to look very hard to find the date in the end. People are a great help.

      I guess it's my age that got me thinking about dates of death.

     Do other people start looking for this information at an earlier time?

     Now I wonder what else I will need to know ?

WHITE TAILED JACK RABBIT

       When I looked in my back yard about 7:AM this morning a jack rabbit was comfortably "sitting " in the snow with new snow covering it's coat. It sat there all day and left around 6:00 PM. They are more active at night. 

       Now for those who don't know about jack rabbits, they are a hare that lives about 3 - 8 years in the wild, weighs from 6- 10 lb. (2.5-4 kg) 22in. -26 in (56-65cm) long and can hit speeds of 55 km/h. They are  quite the sight when they put things in high gear. They soon disappear over the hill. They inhabit the central part of the north American plains. 

     They also change color with the  seasonal changes so they are white in the winter and brown in the summer.

      They are common here and get along  in the city very well where there's lots of food they like. So they cross my yard often and stop to eat and many times spend the day in the shelter of my yard. There has been two litters of young born in my backyard and of course, I blogged about them. 

      The reason this animal caught my eye this morning is that it is changing color. Usually the color change is much later starting about mid March.

    I took this photo shortly after 7:00 Am as I thought he/she might leave

    You can see how they make a scrape in the snow and bed down for the day. They like to get their butt up against a wall of some kind where they cannot be attacked from behind. 

       The ears remain dark all year.