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Custom made suits for men

  • Posted on May 15, 2012 at 11:17 am

By growing up with my Nana and Papa in my life nearly every week, or for weeks on end in the summer, at a young age, I learned the difference in custom made suits and the suits that were, “off the rack” so to speak. I have to be honest and say that in my opinion, custom made suits for any occasion that calls for a man to wear a suit, looks so much better. They may be more expensive, but they are indeed worth it. My Papa always wore them. He was a giving man and would take the shirt off his back to give it to someone in need, and his suits were the only vanity he ever showed, though he only wore them on special occasions.

My Papa always got his suits from LS Mens Clothing Custom Suits, for as long as I can remember. I know that this mens shop has been in business for longer than I was born, and I’m a bit over 50. This says a lot about the suits these people make and what kind of quality they have.

Looking at their site that this business has, is impressive. It is elegant and classy, not flashy and commercial. I like it, and love to look at the various styles of suits and tuxedos. Definitely one of my Raves!

 

Teen troubles

  • Posted on February 28, 2012 at 7:01 pm

I’m having a really hard time with my teenage son. I know I’ve written about this before, but it’s gotten a lot worse since last report.  I remember going through this with my oldest son, but not quite as badly. This one rebels against anything and everything. He also does such, and the only word I can use, is stupid things. This of course gets him in trouble. The kid always gets caught.

With him, the highs are highs and he is a darling… the son I knew and know. But the lows and “bads” as I call them, are basically a full fledged war zone to live on. I know that it will pass, but during my oldest son’s “stage” I was younger and a lot healthier. Dealing with this now, is really stressful for me. Heck, it’s stressful for the whole family.

I know the Big Guy never gives us more than we can handle, and this hopefully all will pass sooner than average. But to be honest, I am not sure I haven’t reached my NOT able to handle point and it’s not passing soon enough.

More cats

  • Posted on November 28, 2011 at 10:19 am

It seems that we are way too overloaded with cats around the house. Not inside, but outside. It’s a shame to say, but people keep dropping off cats and kittens here, and I then feel sorry for them, so of course I feel obligated to feed them. The local animal shelter is supposed to be a no kill shelter, and when I called for them to come get the cats, I was told that they were under funded and could not handle any more cats there. This is getting way out of hand, and there is no one to take these poor animals, even though I have advertised. I just don’t know what to do. People tell me not to feed them, but I’m not cruel like that. On the bright side, at least we don’t have mice.

Squish squash

  • Posted on October 17, 2011 at 1:23 am

I’m going to peel and squish the last of the squash I grew in the garden to make some bread. Of course, I’ll also save some of them just to eat, also. Squash is one of my food basics all year round. In the winter and spring it’s rather expensive, but my since my mom had turned me on to all kinds of various types, of squash since I was  young and even still is doing this,  I LOVE any variety and there are so many recipes and ways to cook it! Heck, I have even eaten raw squash and it was awesome! Just add salt and wella! I just wish I could remember which kind it was that she got me to try the last time I went home. I have saved the seeds from the different kinds of quash I’ve bought, or grown, so in the spring I plan on having a squash garden. I’ve discovered not to buy any that have been refrigerated and not to refrigerate anything fresh if I want to try and grow the food. The seeds won’t take. I remembered the name… it’s delacota squash. Not sure it that is spelled right, though. At least that is how it is pronounced. Eccelent! :)

Breathers are good

  • Posted on September 20, 2011 at 6:06 pm

I’ve taken a bit of a breather, and it feels good. I did however go visit my 92 yr. old neighbor who I’ve loved dearly for twenty years in the nursing home that her family put her in after a fall. I must say, it was so sad, to say the least. She now has Alzheimer’s and I firmly believe that it is because the family took everything familiar to her away. It went on for a very long time, even though she had been so active, alert as a 60 year old and good at what she did. I saw her go downhill from there, every time they took something away that she loved and loved doing. When I got to the nursing home, I found that the family had gotten rid of her hearing aids. WHY??? I know how it feels being partially deaf. She depended on them. Now, she is in a strange place, and totally useless. It’s a travesty as far as I’m concerned.  No, she doesn’t remember me. BUT, she does remember the song, “I love you a bushel and a peck” that we used to sing, and we sang it many times during my visit. She always ended it with the words, “Bet your bottom dollar I do”… but then also remembered I’d finish with, “Talking in my sleep about you.” I saw glimmers of her remembering for a few minutes. Everyone had told me she had died months ago, when I saw her being taken out with a sheet over her. Then when I called them on it, they copped to the fact she indeed was in nursing home. Yet her one daughter must  have been desperate, since two days ago asked me if it would be possible to visit my dear Buddy. So I fully intend on going back. I did tell a head nurse about her hearing aids. I also asked not to relay what I said to the family, which undoubtedly it will be. I don’t care. I was the one that was with my Buddy every single day. They would come visit, until they decided to take items and activities that she loved to do away from her, including telling her things about me that were not true. She started to down slide.  She didn’t believe them, and that was good. But NOW they need me? Hmmm…I’ll no doubt be banned from visiting since I said something about her hearing aids, but hopefully not. I took care of my Papa for years and well… the nurse did say that basically I was my Buddy’s care giver when the family wasn’t there. I’m not taking glory as a caregiver. I was only watching out and being a friend to the best friend I’ve ever had.