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Slowly, my house

Slowly I turn, step by step, inch by inch…

Something new is coming. My blog, My House The Trading Post, is slowly gaining followers. Wow!

The type of stories that I enjoy sharing are about the Belles of Westport, stories about Westport fashions then and now, stories of the Civil War, and Love Stories then and now. The posts that were least viewed were the stories of music and art that we make here at the house.

What I have learned about blogging is shorter posts are often viewed more than longer posts. Inspirational messages are also favored by more views. I have also learned that one post a day is preferred over multiple posts a day.

Thank you for viewing my post.

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What is a Friend? my house…

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What is a friend? I wish I knew the answer to that. The computer society has FaceBook, Twitter and others. However, I might not call them friends in the traditional sense. I cannot touch these friends, and I might not recognize them in person. A friend is someone who thinks your special, visits you, talks with you, shares a meal with you, and if your lucky they can provide a ride for you in a pinch or you the same. A good friend can provide you with excellent references or connect you with the right people. A stable friend can be there and make plans with you to travel. Whatever, the friend is an important part of living well.

I don’t think I have friends. When I call a ‘friend,’ I have to explain who I am to them. My husband has friends, very nice ones, but they aren’t my friends. If he were out of the picture they wouldn’t return my call. In fact, that’s exactly what happened when he was hospitalized and I was here alone.  They were surprised when I called, often not sure what to say to me, reluctant to give me information, or take time to talk.

My Facebook friends consist of my highschool, college, past coworkers and organizations I belong to. I have been able to reach out to these individuals for advice, a ride, I have shared my recipes, and pics of vacations just like I would if I knew them in person. But at home I’m all alone. Very average in talents and skills. Limited by circumstance and no friends calling.

It is said that if you can picture it you can make it happen. I picture many friends visiting and sharing meals. I’m reaching out to anyone who wants to be my friend.

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Streets Covered In Snow

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I think the Kansas City Mayor follows my blog. Several weeks ago I wrote a blog story about the three snow trucks in a row. The snowplows were barely skimming the pavement. It appeared that the Kansas City snowplows were traveling too fast and the shovel wasn’t engaged low enough to move any snow off the street. I also twittered their technique didn’t look right and that the ‘Kansas’ side was clear.

This morning the snow laid on the ground, all the neighborhood covered in white. The Kansas City snow plow trucks are out and working. They just did my neighborhood. I didn’t expect the street to be clear’d so soon. In fact, I had cancelled my doctor appointment because of the snow.

In Westport Missouri, an icy snow is several inches thick on the roads, and unlike the last time the snowplows are doing a much better job. I love the snow. I don’t like the cold.

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Twinkind, my house the trading post

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Imagine dollhouses or work scenes with dolls of actual family members and coworkers. Twinkind uses a state-of-the art 3D scanning and color printing technology. The result is stunningly detailed figurines that you can hold in your hands and observe from any angle. – See more at: http://www.twinkind.com/en/product#sthash.HnpYNyWv.dpuf

I found the site browsing. I am intrigued. However, a 1:12 scale, plastic doll costs about $450. This will detour me from purchasing one. The dolls are made on a 3D computer that melts plastic to the dimension and shape programmed. Very cool, in my opinion.

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http://dollhousesby.wordpress.com

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Tuesday, my house the trading post

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Do reality shows make you angry? In the evening, I watch my favorite housewives reality shows. From a cultural anthropologist view the whole range of reality shows from the fab, catty, vastly over privileged to the most low rent and crude have the combined effect of reconstructing and reinforcing a system of class awareness, distinction and perhaps resentment that society had tried to banish through the twentieth century.

Sigh.

“But if someone who suppose to be a Christian has money enough to live well, and sees a brother in need, and won’t help him–how can God’s love be within him? Little children, let us stop just saying we love people; let us really love them, and show it by our actions.” 1John 3:17-18

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I have a picture of a Picasso and a wine collection. Sounds like I’m rich? (Not) My daughter wrote me a troubling text message earlier today.

“Lol when you die you can’t take nothing with you. Money is worthless and all your fancy stuff. I am done talking. I shouldn’t have to explain myself to a 50 year old mom. You should already know this. Don’t tell me you are happy, tell God, because you will face him on judgement day. He knows the truth. “Forgive and repent, and move on in life.” Stop living in the past. You should cherish what years you got left instead of staying away from your family. Eddie and I might see you twice in two months. You and Bob can’t ever just come to our house and hang out for hours. Somebody is gonna have to die before you start to see things clear again. Mom you do have family that loves you, and Bob is just someone that blows money on you. When he’s gone you will see.”

Later she wrote, “Mom, I’m short $112 for light bill.”

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Monday, my house the trading post

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I’m missing summer very much. Should a fifty year old woman be wearing a bikini? I may have to reevaluate my wardrobe. The photo site is our favorite Missouri destination. Tan Tara.

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Kansas City likes to brag about their fountains, and have even dared to call this the City Of Fountains. Eddie can’t wait to play in the many Kansas City fountains.

Look around my blog, many of the stories are fun to read……

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Generations, my house the trading post

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“How do you want your eggs?”

On the weekends, we let the youngest prepare breakfast for us. He is a whiz kid in the kitchen. It is adorable when he insist on wearing a chef hat and apron. Let these gifts to us be blessed!

He is so skilled in the kitchen. It may be a result of his parents who rely on the food stamp program for monthly food. His family runs out of money and food about two weeks into the month. He goes hungry for a day or two each month. Then his mother calls me, and I bring him over to our house.

Once here, he is facinated with the kitchen and all the food. He is three years old. Although, one of the most serious child I have ever met, his catch phrase, “What we mak’in?” keeps me laughing.

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