Monday, November 25, 2013



My  trip to the airport in Santa Monica was a trip. My one error was, instead of taking my stroller/walker, I took my cane.  When one is touring an airport, or library, or anyplace where there will be a lot of walking, one had better be in pretty good shape physically. There was no where to sit except an occasional replica of an airline seat here and there, and since we kept moving that was out of the question.  

We did have a chance to sit when we were shown a movie entitled, "Grey Eagles."  This was about  pilots during World War I and II.  I didn't take notes, so I can't really tell you too much about it. I remember that it was interesting.  

The whole tour was actually quite impressive.  I think I saw every type of plane ever made. They even had planes hanging from the ceiling.  It made me think of one of my twin half brothers "Gene" (Eugene) & "Jake"  (Everett) Adams.  Eugene was a professional photographer for Lockheed Corp. for ten years.  During the 1950's he had a two or three page spread of his photos in "Life Magazine."  I have so many talented photographers in my family, including yours truly, that I often wonder if we were related to the famous, Ansel Adams.  I just picked up a copy of one of his photo books at a used book store for three bucks. But...I digress, as usual.

I had been up in Cessna's because my husband had a pilot's license and we went up often.We even flew up the coast to Eureka once to visit my mother, stepfather and my little sister Suzy.  Little Suzy is now a grandmother. 

One trip was not too funny for my son Mike. He was about three or four and we took him up with us. His father decided to do a loop the loop and poor little Mike turned green. To tell you the truth, I wasn't far behind him. I have "acrophobia" and I don't do well if I'm higher than the second rung on a ladder.  I live on the 14th floor and it isn't fun for me if I stand too close to the windows. I know, I'm a wuss!

I said all that to say: My first commercial air-flight was in 1972 when I flew on the Pan American 747 to Costa Rica. I promise I will finish my story about my trip to Costa Rica soon. That story is in my blog, "".  I have written two parts so far.  Anyway back at the Santa Monica Airport, I saw a picture of that 747 Pan-Am plane.  I think about ten years later that company went "belly up" as the saying goes.  However, I will never forget the wonderful flight on that  "flying living room", or the trip there and back. 

One of the most interesting things to me about this trip to the airport was seeing the replica of Orville & Wilbur Wrights, "Wind-walker"  I believe that's what they called it.  When it was finally airborne, someone stood out on the wing, only holding on to one of the "guy-wires." I think he must have had a secret death wish. 

Oddly enough with all of the years of testing and flying, and crashing, there was only one fatality.

I don't remember his name, but one day Orville had invited a  man from the Armed forces to fly with him.   Unfortunately they crashed.  Orville was badly hurt, but he survived to fly another day. His guest however did not.  

If anyone is interested in the history of this airport, or the planes themselves, or the story of the Wright Brothers, I would be glad to delve into it and write a more in depth version for you.  Please tell me in the comment section, and I will look into it and get back to you in the future.

Oh! By the way!  Some of us went to the "Spitfire Grill" for lunch.  I ordered the Turkey Wrap with Caesar Salad, and a cup of the most delicious Clam Chowder I have ever tasted.  The food is really good.

All of their items are named after types of airplanes. I spent a bit more than I had intended, but I had to take half of it home anyway. Needless to say, I didn't cook dinner that night.  I only wished that I had asked for a BOWL of Clam Chowder and ordered the Turkey go!


Sunday, November 10, 2013




1...What do you get when you eat Christmas decorations?

2...Where does a penguin keep his money?

3...What's the difference between one yard and two yards?

4...Which building has the most stories?

5...What kind of pool can't you swim in?

6...Why did the pony have to stay after school?



2...In a snowbank!

3...A fence!

4...A library!

5...A car pool!

6...For horsing around!


Have you seen the new "God Speaks Billboards?"   They are simple black boards with white text.

God says:

Tell the kids I love them!

Let's meet at my house on Sunday!

C'mon over and bring the kids!

What part of Thou shalt Not...didn't you understand?

We need to talk!

Keep using my name in vain...I'll make rush hour longer!

Loved the invite me to the marriage!

That "Love Thy Neighbor" thing...I meant it!

I love you, and you, and you, and....

Will the road you're on get to my place?

Follow me!

Big bang theory?...You've got to be kidding!!!

My way is the highway!

Need directions?

You think it's hot here?

Have you read my #1 best seller? There will be a test!

Do you have any idea where you're going?

(Best one of all.) Don't make me come down there!

This came from my sister Leanne way back in 2002. I was writing a Family Newsletter at the time.

Here is some more funny God stuff sent by Kathleen Cross in 2002. Same Newsletter.

To those of us who have children in our lives, whether they are our own, grandchildren, nieces and nephews, or is something to make you chuckle.

Whenever your children are out of control, you can take comfort from the thought that even God's omnipotence did not extend to His own children. :)

After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve, and...the first thing he said was..."Don't."

"Don't what." Adam replied.

"Don't eat the forbidden fruit." God said.

"Forbidden fruit? We have forbidden fruit? Hey Eve...we have forbidden fruit!"

"No way!"

"Yes, way!"

"Do NOT eat the fruit!" God said.


"Because I am your Father and I said so." God replied. (Wondering why he hadn't stopped creation after making the elephants).

A few minutes later God saw His children having an apple break and He was ticked.

"Didn't I tell you not to eat the fruit?" God as our first parent asked.

"Uh huh," Adam replied.

"Then why did you?" said the Father.

"I don't know." said Eve.

"She started it!" Adam said.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"


Having had it with the two of them, God's punishment was that Adam and Eve should have children of their own. Thus the pattern was set and it has never changed.

But there is reassurance in this story.  If you have persistently and lovingly tried to give children wisdom and they haven't taken it, don't be hard on yourself. If God had trouble raising  children, what makes you think it would be a piece of cake for you?

Advice for the day:

If you have a lot of tension and you get a headache, do what it says on the  aspirin bottle: "Take two aspirin" and "Keep away from children."


CHILDREN: You spend the first 2 years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. then you spend the next 16 years telling them to sit down and shut-up.

Grandchildren are God's reward for not killing your children.

Mother's of teens know why some animals eat their young.

Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said.

The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more awful than yours

We childproofed our home three years ago, but they're still getting in. LOL

Remember, these are jokes. Do not go bonkers on us. (God speaking.) :):):)


Sunday, November 3, 2013



Good morning world! 

It is another gorgeous day in Santa Monica. I am waiting for my daughter to pick me up to go shopping.

I have this idea to pick up items at the $Store like soap, toothpaste,brushes, some snacky stuff, etc. and put them in plastic bags to give to my homeless friends, like maybe once a month.

God has been good to me. I like to "Pay it Forward."

Tomorrow  am starting my first Qi Gong class. That's pronounced "Chee Gong."  

On the 14th is my first ever acupuncture for back pain. I have "osteoporosis."   

Have been doing "Chair Yoga."   Am also going to try Ballroom dancing.   Need to get my legs to work, so  need all the help I can get.  

Am shooting for Mon.,Wed., & Fri. Tuesdays, Thursdays, evenings and weekends are for writing my blogs, and working on my book.

While I'm waiting for my family to come I'll share one of my little "tidbits" with you.

I used to send out actual greeting cards. The following are words that I created for one of my friends on his birthday: It's called "Break a leg." In theater language it means, "Good Luck."

McDonald's says, "You deserve a break today."

If you were an actor, I would tell you to, "Break a leg."

If you were a clumsy skier, I might say, "How'd you break your leg?"

If you were from the IRS, I'd plead, "Give me a break."

If you were my enemy, I could say, "I'll break your neck!"

If you were a peacemaker I'd suggest, "Let's break bread together."

You may not be any of the above, but it is your birthday, so I say, "Go break a record for the greatest birthday celebration ever!" HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Hey! Yesterday was  my nephew Brad's BD, so Brad Adams, this is for you!

Everybody else, have a very Happy Day!


Friday, November 1, 2013



I started my day early. Stopped by to chat with my friend Chance, then went to Mickey D's for lunch, after that I ambled on to the Wise & Healthy Aging Services where I had been invited along with a bunch of us elders to a Halloween party

The party was okay, but nothing to write home about.  They had some cookies,  potato chips, and punch, all of the things that most of  us shouldn't be eating.  Unfortunately, I succumbed to some cookies  and potato chips, while watching the ladies get up and dance to the oldie but goodies. 

If my legs worked better I might have joined them.  I did what I usually do...I chair danced.
After the dancing, Mario, our young host called everyone who was in costume up to the front. We applauded the best three. One for the best girl, one for the best guy,(there was only one guy), and one for best overall.

As soon as the party was over, I walked down to Ocean Boulevard, and sat on a bench in the sun. Actually I dozed off.  It was one of the most beautifully clear, sunny days I have seen since I moved here. There was not a cloud in the sky.

I saw Superman, Wonder-woman,Spider Man, and Bat Man.  I also recognized a few little angels, as well as a big one or two. Some guy went by with a box on his head, I never could figure out what he was supposed to be.  Oh, and there was The Cat in the Hat. Just about any Halloween character one could see, I think I saw that day. 

I worked my way up the path along the park until I came to Ocean and Wilshire Blvd. I went up Wilshire until I came to CKP (California Pizza Kitchen), and had my favorite cup  of Split Pea soup.  The nicest part of that treat, was that when I went to pay the bill, the young man who had served me had told me that he was new. He said, "I'ts alright ma-am, you're good to go. He paid for my dinner. I'm glad that I had at least left him a tip.

If any of you have ever had a cup of soup at CKP, you know that it is more like a bowl. the first time I had soup there and asked for a cup, I thought the waitress had made a mistake. I said to her, "Miss, I asked for a cup."  she said, "That is a cup ma-am."  We both laughed, and I asked, "How big is a bowl then?"  She laughed again, and said, "BIG."

After I left the restaurant, I stopped at Whole foods and picked up some items I needed.  All-in-all, I had a great day.

That was yesterday, Halloween.  Today is the first day of November and it has been another very beautiful  day in Santa Monica. I am so blessed!

I will have to leave you with the funniest story that I had heard yesterday. After I got home and turned on my computer, I went on to Facebook. One of my FB friends told us that Her husband had dressed their dog up for Halloween, and she hadn't come home from work yet.  She said, that as soon as she arrived home, she opened the door, and screamed.  She was so frightened that she literally s---her pants (her words). The dog was dressed up like a giant Tarantula.  I don't blame her for being scared.  She showed a picture of the dog in costume. I would have probably had the same reaction. It was one of the most clever costumes I've seen in a long time. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!