Not That Fire Alarm Again!

 Wouldn't you know it!! 

I went out for a bit of breakfast Sunday morning. Came back and the elevator was not working. Oh, we have two of them but it was the one on my end of the building that was being a pain in the ... 

Rather than walk to the other end of the building, I just climbed three flights of stairs carrying 3 bags (oh did I tell you I also stopped at Dollar Tree) and some iced tea from Hardees. 

I piddled around all day. Mad about my computer being a pain in the ... too, (I'm on my laptop but I prefer my big old desktop one) 

I fixed me some supper. Since it was cool enough (rain was coming in) I took it out to the balcony to eat. And, dang it... if that fire alarm didn't go off again. I just stayed where I was. 

It's sort of like that story about the little Dutch boy who yelled too many times that the dyke was broken and then when it really was, no one listened. I think that if we had a REAL FIRE we'd just ignore the alarm. 

Such is Life at Centerbrooke!

Where's the Fire?

 I was sleeping so soundly. 

My eyes flew open at the ear-splitting fire alarm going off. Now, this is not like a house alarm. It's much, much louder. No way you could sleep through that!

I rolled over. It's 12:30 a.m. for pete's sake. Sometimes the elevator malfunctions and causes the fire alarm to go off so I wasn't in any panic. 

I pulled on a robe and wandered out my apartment, barefoot, sleepy. 

Our building is rectangular, the apartments on the outer perimeter, with an open courtyard in the middle. 

And, I had to laugh... here we are, a whole bunch of robe-clad women peering over the railings ...

It's a pajama party of people wondering if we will smell smoke or not.

Here comes the fire truck, no siren. He knows it's not an emergency. So we all putter back to our apartments and crawl back in bed. 

That's life at Centerbrooke! 

Lunch With Jazz

Shirley came down yesterday to join me for our Jazz and Lunch activity here at the Commons. It was pot-luck time so I took lemonade and a congealed salad. She brought pasta salad and cookies. Other gals brought goodies like sliders, barbeque sandwiches, chips... you get the picture. Oh, and deviled eggs. You can not have pot-luck without deviled eggs!  

The musicians were great! Jazz, I am not sure about. Yeah, I know, there are different kinds of jazz and what I know about jazz would fit in a thimble. We enjoyed it so who is complaining, right! 

Afterward she and I went out on my balcony, sat at my new 'high-top' table and sipped on iced tea and chatted awhile. The temps had gone down some so it wasn't uncomfortable. Lordy, it's been hot here! Don't know about your neck of the woods but here... H. O. T. Glad we could enjoy ourselves outside for a bit. 

The sky was such a gorgeous shade of blue with white puffy clouds. I love seeing the clouds change shape as the wind pushes them about. Sometimes I see things. Dogs, an elephant's head, a ship. Do you do look at clouds and find figures there? Or is that just me? 

Poking My Nose Where It Shouldn't Be!

                     I'm a curious sort of gal. 

I love to see new things, try new things, figure things out. 

                          In other words, 

                   I'm scared I'll miss something. 

    Now, do you call that curious or is it just being nosey? 

When it comes to holes in boards that you can stick your head through and get your picture made...count me in. I made a collage of some photos of me doing just that. 

Wonder what I will get into next!!

Tootle Loo,

Latane

My Week # 5

 My Week That Was....

How I am feeling... So blessed after last weeks health scare. All the reports came back negative. That's one time the work 'negative' is a good thing. I guess my body was just reminding me that 'yes, silly, you are getting old'. 

What I'm reading... I just finished 'Send Down The Rain' by Charles Martin. Oh my gosh, such a surprise, didn't expect that. The first of the book was confusing, lots of characters that I could see how were going to tie together but then they did and it was a really good read. 

I am looking forward to... a visit from my family from Oregon. Tickets bought for the 5 of them. They'll be here Sept 24th. Can't wait to see them. Haven't seen my daughter and son-in-law since 2018. My granddaughter's family of three I haven't seen in over 10 years. It's going to be quite the reunion.

photo made in 2008, about the time of the granddaughter and greatgrandson's last visit.

with my daughter, Marie.

What annoys me...that stinking little bitty gnat/fruit fly that keeps darting back and forth between me and the computer. They are nearly impossible to swat! I don't know where they come from. It's usually just one so I am not growing gnats on my farm! 

My latest excitement... I was watching 'Who Do You Think You Are' , an old episode of Courtney Cox, when they were talking about her 18th (I think it was... it was way, way back there) great-grandfather, a man by the name of Thomas Berkeley. That name ran a bell... yep, I looked it up and I am kin to Courtney Cox... like millionth second cousin. ha ha.  There is a Berkeley Castle in England and King Edward II was held prisoner and murdered there. Gruesome tale but Thomas Berkeley seemed to be away from the castle at the time so he was acquitted of the crime. Of course, none of my ancestors would do anything so grievous as murder... I don't think... who knows, that was back in the what was it... 13th, 14th century. I wish I could go visit that castle! 

It was quite a week, that's for sure. I hope your week was filled with fun, laughter and excitement. 

                                                  Tootle Loo,                                                           Latane

Taking Care.

 Once a month I do a Wisdom Wednesday...

                                      Today is the day!

 First a quote from a favorite book. "The Pecan Man" by Cassie D. Sellack. 

"The older I get, the less I care what what people think about me, but I care a great deal about people knowing my business"

That quote really struck a cord in my heart. With age comes wisdom and with wisdom you see what's important and what's not. 

Time becomes a measuring stick. What is necessary for a happy life changes when you realize the clock is ticking.

I want to do what I feel will enrich my life. And, doggone it, my mind is good so I can take care of my own affairs. 

What other people think is no longer something I care about.

I will make my own decisions and I will

Live my life to the fullest. 

I declare my own state of independence!