A Rainy, Quiet Saturday

   

Hello Nice People,

        Today  is a kind of  off and on rainy day.  I decided not to even go out today.  Just stay at home and  spend some time on my computer.  I was up at 5:30......coffee and  the morning paper and a little of Fox and Friends.  And since,  I have done  very little around here.  I have been reading lots of blogs that I usually don't have time to get to.  I added some books to my bookshelf in the sidebar and I checked out some low carb recipes on Youtube.

        Sugar had a good suggestion to change the  Comments section without going to a new screen.  Go to Settings, Comments, Comment Placement, and click on the last box:  Embed Comments below post and click on Save.  Also, as I was perusing around, I found  a screen that says "Let Search Engines Find Your Blog."  In this section there were many many sexual blogs.  And I don't want mine listed in there!  So, under Setting, Basic, I checked "NO" in Let Search Engines Find Your Blog.  Also,  I don't want the whole crazy world reading my blog.  Just a few crazies that are already here.

 I have a few more pictures that I took last Sunday:

 

A few pictures of  Trump Taj Mahal in Atlantic City.

This is the Monument at the entrance to AC.  the statue inside is called Victory in Distress.

I grew up in Atlantic City and this is my little house.   My Ma and Pa and myself, we lived here since I was 12 years old.   When I was younger,  my mother and I would pass this house and she would say "I would love to have that  little house."  Then one day back in 1957, a For Rent sign went up and the next thing I knew we were moving in.     My Mother loved it.  She finally had a yard where she planted flowers and a little garden.  We had the biggest Weeping Willow tree in the area.  But I hated it.  It was so small.  Some people refer to it as a "Shotgun house."  I think thats because it is straight through and you have to go through each room to get to another.  But I still have it.  We rent it out.  Currently to a young'un who seems to enjoy the little yard also.   He is a 23 year old,  college drop out.  He keeps it clean and nice and seems very happy.

My mother died in 1982 at 76 years old.  My Poor ole Pa, he lived there another 13 years.   This time of the year takes me back to when I  would come in to see if he needed anything and there was Pa laying on his couch with the Atlantic City breeze blowing the curtains and the sound of a  Phillies baseball game on the TV.

 

 

 Soon after my Pa died,  my son moved in to keep it occupied so that no one would break in.  After that, it has only been empty for a few short weeks.  There was only one opportunity for me to go in with no one there.  About 7 years ago....and the only thing left in an empty house was  one of my Ma's kitchen chairs.  So I sat down and cried.  All by myself.  Today,  I don't have too many emotional ties to it.  Some day we will probably put a For Sale sign on it.    The Ad would probably say:  "Little tiny house in Atlantic City.  A great view of the Casinos across the marshes.  Within walking distance to the boardwalk and the beach.  Owned by the same little old lady since 1957."

           Everyone here in Googletown have a good weekend.