Second Day of the Blog

Hi Everybody,
Well, today I learned how to put You-Tube videos on the blog, and how to put photos on the blog.

Julienne, here is your easiest way to get your jewelry on the Internet. It is soo easy. And so much fun. Thank you Fran, for giving me ideas of what to put on the Blog. Yours is still the star of all blogs, though! Julius and Bruce are out and about, and I am working for my one client, Randy Graber. Put out a news release this morning, so hopefully it will be picked up by the local and RV press.

Today I will need to make a reservation for our week at the Resort On Cocoa Beach. Please answer the poll. I will also need to make a reservation for the J.S. Morton High School 50th Reunion on the 27th of September. I have already heard from the Mags. We are going to have a brunch on Sunday the 28th. The whole thing is very expensive and will be at the Oakbrook Drake. Looks like those classmates of mine have some champagne taste. It certainly did not surface while we were in high school. Life was pretty frugal for most of us back then in the old neighborhoods.

Thanks to the hard work and brains of my dear husband, materially I have come a long way from the old bungalow on Cuyler Avenue, sewing my own clothes (and the living room drapes, too), and working all through my last two years of high school and my 2-1/2 years of college.

I need to remember those days when I hanker for more "things" and "luxury." We also ate a lot more macaroni and cheese in those days! And I had no driving privileges. I took the "el" to work, the bus to school, and walked 1-1/2 miles to church on Sunday mornings (alone).

One thing Julius and I have in common about our frugal early years is that we both ate a lot of potato soup! It was filling and all you had to do was wave the bacon over it to get a nice smoky flavor.

Summer vacations were also frugal. Trips to Florida were not in the budget at 2840 Cuyler, so our vacations were at McClellan's Resort, in a fisherman's log cabin in Northern Wisconsin. But that is where I began to appreciate Native Americans and their art and legends (the resort bordered the Lac Du Flambeau Indian Reservation), so I am thankful for that. I also learned to touch worms, clean and filet fish, and enjoy lightly breaded and panfried bluegill and crappie, fresh from Lac Du Flambeau (Lake of the Flame). I can still recall the piney aroma of the air, the towering evergreens and birches, and the long dark gravel road through the forest which led into the resort bordering a deep blue glacial lake. It truly did look ablaze at sunset! Gorgeous.

Hope this isn't putting you all to sleep. Bye for now.