Category Archives: Odds and ends

Music in the Park

fun, Odds and ends, Wisconsin

Tonight is the first Music in the Park in Seymour this year. Bob and I will be there with bells on which is a great gift for us this year.

I will be handing out the FREE door prize tickets again. I love doing this because it gets me around to see everyone in the crowd, even if for a second or two.

The schedule for this summer according to the the Seymour Community Historical Society web site is:

(http://www.seymourhistory.org/news/?id=257 )

June 19 Les James & Family – Seymour’s Favorite Son
June 26 TNG – The New Generation with Jeff Maroszek
July 3 Tom’s Tunes – Variety – Fun Entertainers
July 10 Jeff Kahn’s Blind Date – Back for their 4th year
July 17 Rockin’ Country – Rob Wussow, Kevin Krahn, and others
July 24 TNT Polka – Young Talent Kicking Off Polka Days
July 31 Irish Reunion Night – Jon, Sarah, and Badgergrass from Green Bay.
Aug. 7 Rocker, Rocker, Rocker – Playing your favorite rock and roll hits.
Aug. 14 Gary and Thunder Country – The finest country band in Wisconsin
Aug. 21 Larry Wussow, Scott Skodinski and Andy Huettl – Hometown Musicians
Aug. 28 Chad Przybylski’s Polka Rhythm’s – Veterans Appreciation Night with the Honor Guard from Post 106. Fireworks will follow the music. All activities will be held at Rock Ledge Park. Bring your chairs and help celebrate another great summer of music.

When I’m not handing out tickets, I’ll join Bob who will be sitting, as usual, enjoying the music and atmosphere.

Bob and Susan say, “See you on Depot Street tonight and every Wednesday night through the end of August.

Just like Bob

food, Odds and ends

Bob is taking on some chores he hasn’t done in months. One chore that he won’t do again is collect chicken eggs. That’s one thing he is not volunteering to do again. It’s all up to me now.

Today, I only found one egg in the nests. Since I had to toss out chicken feed before leaving, I put the egg in my sweatshirt pocket–I should have taken it right to the house.

Something distracted me. Instead of tending to the egg, I started pulling weeds by the barn.

After working for half an hour, I felt something liquid on my upper leg. The egg had smashed in my pocket.

My next chore was to wash my sweatshirt.

When I told Bob about my mishap he smiled and said, “At least, it wasn’t me this time.”

Eggs that made it to the kitchen, including one supersized one.
At least the double joker didn’t break in Susan’s pocket.

I will try to remember not to do this again, but I can’t guarantee I’ll always do the correct thing. Such is life.

Return to Fleet Farm

Bob, Odds and ends

The last time Bob and I stopped by the Appleton Fleet Farm was last December. After our visit that day, I noticed swelling in his legs. That meant a different ride, to the Emergency Room at St. Mary’s Hospital, Green Bay.

Today, was the first time the two of us went for a ride to the Appleton Fleet Farm alone–we had stopped at the Green Bay store with Rachel after an oncology appointment, but that doesn’t count. Today we were on our own.

Bob wanted to get a new chain for his small chain saw. It turned out they were out of stock, so he just got a file. When we came home, Bob set about sharpening the dull chain he had.

I was not prepared for this quick trip. My plans for the day included planting canna lilies I had saved last fall. Too bad for my flowers. Bob really wanted to take the trip to ‘his’ store, so we went.

Of course, we couldn’t get out of the store with one item. Other animal treats also came home with us, which pleased Sunny, our dog, and Othello and Cruella our cats.

Still, doing something ordinary like taking a trip to Fleet Farm felt good. It had nothing to do with doctors or medicine and that was a good feeling.

Now I’m going outside and hope to get my tubers planted before Bob comes up with another chore for me–BTW: he’s riding the lawn mower now. He put his saw aside for the time being.

Bob’s favorite store
Photo Rachel took May 16th

Toys from Susan’s past

Family, Memories, Odds and ends

When Antiques Roadshow came to Green Bay in 2017, I tried for tickets, but when I didn’t win any, I volunteered. I knew that volunteers were allowed to have two items appraised, too.

I took two toys from my childhood: a doll handed down to me from my Aunt Mary Ann. (All three of us: me, my aunt, and the doll had the same color hair.) The other treasured doll from my youth was a Howdy Doody marionette.

Sweet Sue and Howdy Doody

I knew my dolls weren’t worth much. I just really wanted to know a bit about the fancy-dressed doll.

Marshall Thomas Martin, the doll appraiser, gave me a great gift. He told me that my doll was made after WWII. She was a plastic American Character doll. The best part was her name. She’s called Sweet Sue!

My Sweet Sue is only worth $45, but that’s okay. To me she’s priceless. My 1950s Howdy Doody marionette is only worth $20. Howdy is made from composite materials, which is why he has so many cracks.

I just thought I’d share them with you today.

Salt and pepper

Memories, Odds and ends

My day is ending and I haven’t written my blog. Here are my thoughts for this evening.

When Bob and I were first married we didn’t have anything to decorate our mobile home. In my endeavor to put a little color into our rooms without spending much money, I started collecting salt and pepper shakers.

Back in the 1970s, rummage sales had the best bargains. For twenty-five cents, I could buy sets of all sorts and sizes. I liked the funny ones best, but anything, odd or different was good, too–I even brought home some chipped ones just because they were so different.

After a time I actually had too many salt and pepper shakers. There was no room in my curio cabinet so some got packed away. Also, our toddlers were accident prone and pieces were broken.

As time has passed, the price of the shakers went from a quarter to $2, to $5 or more. Good thing I had no need for more.

Maybe, if I look through my cabinets and stored sets now I might find a few real treasures. But I doubt it.

They served their purpose. But I’ve gone off collecting salt and pepper shakers or any knickknacks. The main reason why I’m no longer fond of them is because they have to be dusted.