Now I am retired....

I am now retired - one month and 4 days. I was sitting in my chair a moment ago trying to rest. Yet, my mind started it's usual wondering....

This is my view of resting: my two dogs always get on my lap or beside me.

As I sat there for a few moments I begin to think - now what am I going to do?
I am no longer "gainfully" employed, I have no one to tell me what my next job is. I am free to do whatever I desire. What will I do? (Besides breaking up fights of my two fur babies?)

I have always been the one doing something - working with graphic designs, writing technical manuals, learning new software programs. Working with clients who do work for my prior job and answering to those over me. I guess it is normal to feel a little "lost". We work all our lives for 8 hours a day with people, we get to know them, talk to them and then go home. Now I no longer have that 8 hour job to push me forward.

Yesterday I did take a step and attended a luncheon of the Wichita Professional Communicators. We were honored to hear Kim Nussbaum, president and publisher of the Wichita Eagle (photo below) speak. I made a new friend (Randi) and met others.

 

This was my first step of going outside of my "comfort zone". I will probably go another time before deciding if this is group will be something I will want to join and get involved with. As yet I haven't really seen "what they do".

 

I have also thought about joining a "book club", as I have read at least five books since retiring. I love to read and I love to write. I feel that it is extremely important to read, read, read and then write. Several ladies at the luncheon are Freelance Writer's. This is something I have also considered. Yet, finding the job of writing for someone else is not something I have done. As an employed person I wrote for sixteen years on technical manuals. I therefore have the organization and training to do this. Where do I find my nitch?

 

There are so many unanswered questions as to what my future will hold. I love photography but am not a professional. I have yet to learn how to get off "manual" and wonder into the field of aperture, ISO and f-stops. That is something I would like to do, yet need guidance as to how. Reading all the manuals does not "show" me how to do it; I have always been a "show me" person, then I "get it".

 

Going to watch my only grandson bowl has been something my husband and I have enjoyed doing since retirement. It is during the day and we would not have been able too before - yet that is only for two more weeks, then he is done for this year. (I must say he is doing really good.) He enjoys it and hopes to join a league after he is finished with his class at school.

 

One of the "things" I wanted to do was get my office cleaned up (again), but it hasn't changed much. I haven't found my passport yet (lost since my last trip to Germany in 2009), although I have really looked for it. How can a PINK case hide so well? It continues to elude me. 

 

I also have a lot of "unfinished projects" waiting to be attended too. Sewing, scrapbooking, jewelry making, selling things on ebay and cleaning out closets.

 

For now I am enjoying my days of relaxation, there is no HURRY to do everything at once - is there?  

 

 

 

HELP! MY PAPER IS BURYING ME……

My messy desk:

I seem to grow paper in my office. I clean it up and then the next time I come down – there it is again! What do I do to keep it clean? Okay, this is what I am doing to clean up this mess:

·         Separate the bills

o   If not marked paid – check bank acct to see if it was – if not PAY IT

o   If it is shown paid – shred it

·         I only keep my credit card statements – so I can see what I bought and when

·         Throw away ads that I won’t ever use

·         Put into a box the “vacation stuff” to use for scrapbooking

·         Put the “keeps” into a pile to scan into digital format

·         Also keep all pay stubs until you check your W2 at the end of the year

·         Shred items that have important information on them

·         File information that I will need to keep:

o   Items from work, retirement papers, etc.

o   Warranty booklets from new items bought

o   Car Insurance papers

o   Health Insurance items

o   New car service papers

·         Throw away a 2012 calendar that I never hung

OH – there’s my bill payment book – I wondered where it had gone!

Did you know that your pharmacy and medical provider have digital copies of all your charges for the whole year and you can go to their sites and print those off?

Yipe, so once paid – shred those too.

My CLEAN desk:

On another topic –

I have been doing more Ancestry research lately. One needs to be careful as you never know what you might find.

Did you know that if you were divorced in 1972 and didn’t remember to check on it that it could have gone through? Or if you moved and didn’t leave a forwarding address your Divorce Decree may not have made it to you?

What I am trying to say is: I was married from March 1969 to Nov of 1972 and then divorced in Los Angeles, CA. I have been living with my husband in a ‘common law’ marriage since 1972. We never knew we were divorced.

Yes, Common Law is recognized in Kansas as a binding contract. As long as you live together as husband and wife, buy stuff together (like a house), have children and I take his last name. So we are legal. Our kids are wanting us to go to Las Vegas and get married so they can go too. NOT.

Yes, I know – how could we NOT know. I signed the papers, Bob signed the papers. I took them to the court house in Los Angeles and filed them. I have always had that little voice in the back of my head telling me, “what if that went through?”  Surprise!!!

In the 1970’s in California they had a DISSOLUTION of marriage (quickie divorce), where if you did not have any assets, nor children, your marriage could be dissolved as though it never took place.

Hummmm, wonder how our lives would have been had we known. There would not be a set of twins, nor our grandson, or our new daughter-in-law. So I think it has turned out pretty good. Wouldn’t you say? After 43 years we have weathered all the storms life could bring us and are still together.

Did I tell you that Jeremy got married? I think I did but can't remember. Jeremy and Casey Most were united as husband and wife in our living room Dec 19th, 2011. We love Casey to pieces. She and Jer make a wonderful couple. They are going to renew their commentment to each other on October 6, 2012 in a formal wedding.

On another note - we just went through a F3 tornado here in Wichita a week ago, April 14th.

I was off work all last week because our company (Jer and I work there), Spirit Aero Systems, Inc. took a direct hit.

Things were pretty well torn up - all the roofs need replaced and lots of damage to buildings was bad. Here is the tornado that hit us:

It was a mile wide. A small community was pretty much destroyed but no lives were lost. I was trying to find a photo of our plant but they have kept it pretty much out of the newspaper. Here is one of our buildings.

Well that is about it for this time.... take care, be well and remember put Christ first before all things. All else will follow after.

Sandy

Random thoughts for a Spring Day

It seems I am having a time writing in my blog lately. There is no sane reason, I just haven’t gotten on. So today I am going to write about random stuff that has come up or happened this week.

Of course, our evenings are always full of Nicky and Buster and their comical stunts. We are allowing Nicky a little more freedom in the house now when we will be gone for a short time. The first time I left her un-kenneled, last Saturday, she looked at me like “wait a minute you forgot to lock me up”. She done fine while I was gone.

I seen a cartoon yesterday “Family Circus” that I adapted to Buster:

Picture Buster instead of the cat:

Randomly looking through some Facebook photos I found this one and got a chuckle out of it.

The guy is taking a photo but the subject is wanting to see what the guy is doing. Look at the end of the lens:

Of course, I have to worry about Bob, you know he is thinking about retiring and I don’t want any of the postal people finding him like this:

Resting Mailman:

There was a story in the paper about a mail lady in PA that had not delivered a LOT of her mail. They found first class, ads and magazines in three different locations. She was 77 yrs old and had worked there for 30 yrs. They fired her, so at 77 she doesn’t have a dime to live on. The Post Office doesn’t pay Social Security, so she won’t have any of that to draw either. How stupid is that?

So I am going to have to make sure he does his job until he actually does retire.

 

The first think I seen this morning on facebook in someone’s photos was this one and it fit today perfectly:

TGIF

And last but not least, a lot of you have heard me say that if God forbid, Bob goes first, that I will never marry again. I will find a nice gay guy to be my friend and we will get along fine. I think I found him - and his name is Michael.

This is Michael - read what he wrote - isn’t that perfect? Except I don't want cats.

If you can't see it - it says:

and welcome to my little space on the internet.

I own a little inn in a little town with a little shoppe.

I like to cook and bake, I like to take pictures.

I want to be a designer when I grow up.

I listen to music and dance in my kitchen.

I'm learning to quilt. I have two cats, and I love life.

I sincerely hope you enjoy my story.

So until next time always put God first, Family second and anything else third.

Nicky

In May of last year we decided it was time for my husband to find a new four legged fur buddy. We had lost our Westie; Sparky to cancer several months earlier.


Sparky:

We went to Gupton's to see what they had. We were thinking that perhaps another Westie would be what we would get. Sparky was calm and all about playing and giving us love.
This is what we wanted. Not too much trouble, a calm, loving little dog.


We got Miss Nicky:

Problem is; little calm dogs become bigger puppies who bite, chew, bark, make messes.
Don't get me wrong she is cute. She is a Schzdoodletze which is a Schuzaer, poodle and maltez.  (Those aren't spelled correctly so that shows I can't spell.) She has curly hair on top of her head and her legs, her tail is curled like a maltez, it swings over her back. She is constantly trying to catch it - sometimes she does and it is so funny as she turns in a ball trying to figure out what she has.


She is funny, she couldn't figure out how to jump off the sofa so she would turn with her body sideways to the edge and would jump off sideways. She couldn't jump down paws first. She also has a habit of chewing up any and everything we give her. She tried to carry her little chew ring but couldn't figure out how - so this is how she carries it:

I don't know how she sees where she goes.


There is one problem - we also have a Yorkie, he is only 9 lbs and Nicky is now 20 lbs.
the Yorkie thinks she is his sex toy. The water bottle has become a good behavior training tool. How could Nicky be mean to this little guy?

She bites him all the time, will not let him alone. If they have a chew toy - they fight over each others. Seriously like toddlers - she wants his and he wants hers. If he has a blanket she has to have it. The fight is on. Just like tonight - Bob and I both have just stated they have worn us out.


Dogs are good for empty nester's, they make you get up and do stuff. Like feed them, break up fights, give them chew bones, let them outside. Like kids......  Then a miracle happens and you get a new grand-dog. 


This is Jack:

Jack is a Border Collie - he loves his ball and his shades. Nicky and he love to play - they run, and run and run.
Well, they are my four legged fur babies - they bring us joy, grief, pain, laughter and we wouldn't trade them for anything.

I lost a baby at 4 months, and then several other miscarriages happened. I didn’t think I was ever going to have a child. I went through surgery so that I could have one last chance to get pregnant, and I did. The pregnancy was normal and I carried full term, only to realize three days before she was delivered – she was gone.

She was stillborn on February 28th, 1976 I delivered an 8 lb baby girl, blue eyed, blonde -  Wendy Renee. I thought my life was at an end. Yet, God’s word keep coming to mind that he would “lift me on the wings of an eagle” until I could walk again. And he did.

By what the doctors called a miracle I again conceived and delivered twins. This pregnancy was a nightmare of wondering if I was going to have no baby, one baby or two babies. I had no idea if they would live or not. In 1977 NICU was increasing in their knowledge to help small babies, as they were born 7 weeks premature. They made it. Not without problems, Jen had total heart failure at 13 days old, at 18 months Jeremy had meningitis and Jen had another problem – but God healed them each time.

After delivering Wendy and going through 9 months of recovering and then becoming pregnant again the whirlwind of not knowing was a great deal of trauma for me.

My babies are now 34 years old. God got me through it. I am praying he will get me through this next part of my story; I am sure he will – HE NEVER FAILS. He promised to carry us at our weakest time and be by us through all things. As with Wendy, all I have to do is reach up and he will be reaching down to me.

Right now – it doesn’t seem that way.

I am usually the strong one in a crisis, I am usually able to get over it, get up and go on. Not this time. I don’t know how to make myself better.

In 2010 I went through two horrible family deaths; I was able to stay on top of it, help others get through it and be the “strong” one. However, after dad died I fell deep and I can’t get back on top.

I used to scrapbook, sew, go for walks, do photo-walk’s with a group of friends or just go take photo’s myself. I was on the computer a lot, now I hardly get on it except at work. I don’t want to do anything. My blogging days have long since passed. No one wants to hear about problems and sadness.

I am depressed, but on anti-depressants. I think maybe I need to get off the anti-depressants but then I think – what would I be like without them?

My sister’s death was horrible, unexpected and tragic. I was with her at the hospital soon after her accident. I helped her understand what had happened and let her make the decision to not do anything to preserve her life as it was going to be.

No one wants to live paralyzed, on a respirator the rest of her life. Women take care of their families, are active in church, go places with friends; not let them take care of them. Instead she decided to not live. She chose to have everything removed from her. We stayed with her until the end.

My father gave up that day, in fact, he collapsed when he walked into her room and seen her on the bed. He was already sick but after losing my sister he went downhill very fast. Mom and I took care of him and sat with him during his 15 hospice days at home and were there when he passed.

These were within seven months of each other in 2010. Now we are starting 2012 and I want my life back. Yet, I don’t know how.

I know they say grief takes time – but how long? Isn’t a year long enough?

I just pulled up an article about grieving and it said asking how long the grieving process will last is like ask how high is UP?

My body and my mind will know when it is time to come off this and let me start living again. I guess that makes sense. Grieving is a process that needs to be talked out – and when someone has lost not one but two of the most important people in your life, others don’t know what to say so they say nothing. Therefore, the grieving person is left alone with the process of trying to figure it out alone.

I have picked out a very bright star that I talk to, like I am talking to them. I am sure they can’t hear me, but I talk to them anyway. I tell Caroline how much I loved her and hated that we were never able to live closer to each other. I tell dad how sorry I am that I had to give him medication at the end that he did not want.

Dad was a carpenter and for over a year I was unable to make even the simplest decisions of how I wanted to redecorate my kitchen. How to pick out tile, how to have granite lain. My mind had closed, confused and the thought of doing anything without asking him first was just unconceivable. Until finally one day I was able to say this is the granite I want, this is what the back splash will be and we got it done. I think he would like it.

Life goes on day by day, one hour at a time, eventually I will be okay. God is with me and helps me get through those days. He helps me talk to mom and listen to her. She has never lived by herself in her life and this has been extremely hard on her.

I try to help her with decisions she needs to make, and I push things on her that I don’t mean too. In my mind for her own good. Sometimes I become the parent and she is the child. Yet, she is not; she is still capable of making her own decisions. I have to stand back and let her travel this same journey I am on – she has to grieve too.

I see her house falling apart and know how much money it is going to take to fix it up. She sees the home she raised my sister and I in; that she and dad lived in for over 40 years.

 It is her home, not a building, not something that she is ready to give up yet. She is going through drawers, closets and downsizing a little at a time. Just like me. She has to do it in her time, at her own pace. When she is ready she will know it.

So for now, she and I will continue to heal, slowly. We will know when things are better and we will feel better. Until then I will rely on God to keep us both in his arms and help us get through it.

Study finds fewer women are attending church

Study finds fewer women are attending church

I found this article in the Wichita Eagle of Saturday, Sept. 3rd; it was written by Helen T. Gray of the McClatchy News Papers of Kansas City.

The article had many interesting facts in it, some that have been in my thoughts for a long time now. Growing up I found that the women were the backbone of the church. The pastor was always a man, the directors, deacons and other “high position” jobs were men.

Ms. Gray went on to say: “Women have been the ones to organize the Vacation Bible School, the church rummage sale, the hospitality dimensions of congregations’ life, etc.” “(Today) “They simply do not have the energy to sustain these patterns while working full time, rearing children, etc.”

I totally agree with her.  The world has changed but the church has not evolved with it.

Personally I would enjoy a group of women who got together for bible study, book club; topical study or whatever was decided. Yet, it would have to be in the evenings when most women are doing laundry, fixing supper for their families, cleaning and shuffling their children to soccer, cheer camp or whatever activity they are in. So again that leaves the women trying to find time to go to them and join in.

Traditionally if a woman stops going to church then the husband and children don’t go. Thus the decline in attendance at most churches. Why would they want to go to church if all they were doing was being ask to babysit, teach, attend meetings (most of which are during weekdays while most women work).

As I recall the churches of Jesus day were gatherings in the home where they broke bread and let Jesus or the elders teach. Women of the Bible taught us a lot; like Esther or Ruth for instance. I believe that women can teach and have opinions and observations the same as men. It doesn’t have to always be ONE person who teaches while the others listen. We can learn from each other and discuss what the topic is. The bible is always right; this is a given in my life; yet sometimes it is through talking about it that the true interpretation comes out for others.

Personally I have found that I don’t have to attend church to feel that God is the “all-knowing, all-powerful and perfect Creator of the universe who still rules the world today” (Barnes study).

 As a young child I found and accepted Christ as my Savior and nothing has deterred me from that (except for a period of questioning all things in my teen years).

Most church services today are for about 2 hours at the most – one half hour being for singing or praising (usually standing up when that is the last thing I want to do that early); 15 to 30 minutes of communion, collecting the tithes and announcements. The pastor may speak for 30 to 45 minutes at the most.

Please don’t think I am against all church gatherings, they are very important to help teach people about Christ and help them learn who Christ is and to accept him as their Savior. That is what Jesus taught us to do. I just think the church needs to minister in different ways.

Anyway, I found the article interesting and thought you might also.

Here is the article, copy and paste into your header to read it.

 http://www.kansas.com/2011/09/03/2000348/study-finds-fewer-women-are-attending.html

God still performs Miracles

My sister’s best friend, Brenda, had an emergency hysterectomy in March.  It was VERY invasive and included reorganizing a lot of organs. Her bladder had connected to her fallopian tube and they had to cut and resection the bowl to the rectum. She had a lot of pain and problems after the surgery.

The biopsy reports came back as Endometrial Cancer which is an estrogen fed type cancer. They did not know going in that it was cancer and did not remove all her female organs. They wanted to go back in immediately and clean it all out. However, her son was getting ready to graduate high school and her daughter was getting married shortly. She refused to have the surgery until after the special events.

 The oncologist agreed she would wait until after the wedding but she had to be in the hospital for surgery on the following Monday after her daughter’s wedding.

The doctor tried vaginally to remove the uterus but it didn’t work so they did robotic surgery. They filled her abdomen with gas and basically moved the table so that she was standing on her head! They did 4 biopsies on her lymph nodes, took the ovaries and fallopian tubes and did an abdominal cavity flush.

She just got the results of the lab work yesterday and she is CANCER FREE. Praise the Lord he is still listening to our prayers and answering them.

Sometimes we forget that God is there to help us. We need to ask for what we need. I see a lot of shows that almost make a mockery of praying. But prayer is real. You talk to your spouse and your friends. Talk to God, he really listens and he does have time for you.

I don’t think my Mom and I could have made it through the year of losing both my sister in Feb 2010 and then my dad in September 2010 had it not been for him. He is my comfort and my light in time of heartache and trouble. He lifts me up on the wings of Angels when I cannot bare my burden alone.

I don’t “get down on my knees” to pray to him – I talk to him when driving to work, to a friend’s house or even sitting at my desk at work. I need HIS guidance in everything I do. Without him I am nothing, with him I can do all things.  I have seen too many Miracles that he has preformed to even think that there is not a supreme being that cares for each of us.

I ask him to come into my heart as a young girl and even thought I turned away from him for a period during my 18-20’s, He never left my side. That still small voice would talk to me and tell me he was there – waiting for me. I rededicated my life to Him and He is my life. All one has to do is believe that God sent his Son to died for our sins, tell Him you believe and ask him to come into your heart and guide your life.

He gives me peace that withstands all human understanding.

What is amazing to me is it is there for any and everyone to do. It is so simple that people just can’t believe it. I am glad I am one that does. I hope you do too, or will think about it, believe me it is worth it.

That isn’t to say I won’t have troubles or problems along the way. We live in a sin filled world. But the creator of the universe is ever present and there for you. He doesn’t always answer prayers the way WE want, because He knows the whole story and what is best for us.   Thanks for listening.  Just think about it.

Update on Casey's new home

Casey just wrote that she got her new house - YEAH !!!! I am so happy for her. They will be living in Park City pretty close to the Cracker Barrel. It will be an easy commute to her job and Jeremy's.

Jeremy will have a two car garage so he is happy about that. He can work on his cars at home now. The house is a two bedroom, one bath. But much better than an apartment! Nice kitchen, better than mine. lol

My kids are getting all settled so that makes me happy. Jen has been in her new apartment for a year now and loves it. It is in a beautiful area with water on two sides. They painted an "accent" wall for her when she renewed her lease. 


Well, that is my update.

 

June 14, 2011 - I'm BACK.....

I don't seem to get on and post as often as I used too. I don't scrapbook anymore - haven't since January of 2010. Yes I still have all my stuff and I have recently bought new digital papers etc to do some more on the pc with my scrapbooking.

For Father's Day, since I no longer have dad; Shutterfly was offering an 8 x 8 photo book for your dad. Well, I took the chance and made myself a book of dad. One that is beautiful when it came back. I can look at that and remember a lot of the special things to me about him. I added my sister and her family to it also. Since we lost Caroline before dad. It is just special and I am so glad I was able to do it and it is something I will enjoy for the rest of my life.

I read the story I had posted before this one about being "green", I still laugh when I read that because it is so true. I am old enough to remember most of that. The 'now' generation think they have it all figured out - with all the gadgets and all. Don't get me wrong - I am a gadget nerd and wonder how we ever lived without them. Yet, what we are doing today in our "throw away" world is destroying it. No, I am not a 'tree hugger' as the expression goes. 

It just amazes me when I see how far we have come. Yet, it is bibical. The bible said men's knowledge would increase and it has. The computers that once took up a whole floor of a business is now on a small tablet you can carry in your hand. I think it is great. Yet, I wonder how it will destroy our world as we know it today.

Indentity theft is so much easier if they can hack our computers or our banks or the doctor's office. They can get everything they need to know to make a whole new YOU. Then use that to destroy you. Kind of scary isn't it?

On the home front, we have a new puppy - Nicky is a mess. She is a wild thing! Oh to cage up some of that energy and bottle it for when I need it. lol   She is sure cute though and Buster has finally accepted her and they play all the time. He is good with her. She is 3 months old now and he is almost 6 yrs old. He was so lonely after we lost Sparky we had to get him a buddy to play with.

Casey is trying to buy a house - hopefully it will be hers very soon. We are so excited for her. She and Jeremy will be moving in shortly we hope. They are moving to Park City; Jennifer and Brenton are in Maize. We are almost in Haysville, so we cover all corners of Wichita. 

During our tornado scare last Thursday Jennifer drove through some water and an SUV coming the other way threw water on her. Drowned out her engine. Her car is in the shop now getting a new engine. She is driving her dad's truck, yes, you read that correctly!

Mom is doing good. She is going to see Caroline's grave next week. We haven't gotten to see it yet. Dad never did. We had a memorial service for her but not a graveside service. Long story but that is what had to happen. It is important for her to go. She is driving to Doni's in Neosho then they are going from there to St Louis. I wish I could have gone. 

I am looking forward to retirement so I can do things like that. Don't know when that will be! Soon I hope.

That is it for today! Have a wonderful week and I will attempt to get back on more often now. 

They didn’t have the green thing back then.

In the line at the store, the cashier told the older woman that she
should bring her own grocery bag because plastic bags weren’t good for
the environment.  The woman apologized to him and explained, “We
didn’t have the green thing back in my day.”

The clerk responded, "That's our problem today.  The former generation
did not care enough to save our environment."

He was right, that generation didn’t have the green thing in its day.

Back then, they returned their milk bottles, soda bottles and beer
bottles to the store.  The store sent them back to the plant to be
washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles
over and over.  So they really were recycled.

But they didn’t have the green thing back in that customer's day.

In her day, they walked up stairs, because they didn’t have an
escalator in every store and office building. They walked to the
grocery store and didn’t climb into a 300-horsepower machine every
time they had to go two blocks.

But she was right. They didn’t have the green thing in her day.

Back then, they washed the baby’s diapers because they didn’t have the
throw-away kind. They dried clothes on a line, not in an energy
gobbling machine burning up 220 volts – wind
and solar power really did dry the clothes. Kids got hand-me-down
clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.

But that old lady is right, they didn’t have the green thing back in her day.

Back then, they had one TV, or radio, in the house – not a TV in every
room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a hankerchief, not a
screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, they blended
and stirred by hand because they didn’t have electric machines to do
everything for you.
When they packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, they used a
wadded up old newspaper to cushion it, not styrofoam or plastic bubble
wrap.

Back then, they didn’t fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut
the lawn. They used a push mower that ran on human power. They
exercised by working so they didn’t need to go to a health club to run
on treadmills that operate on electricity.

But she’s right, they didn’t have the green thing back then.

They drank from a fountain when they were thirsty instead of using a
cup or a plastic bottle every time they had a drink of water. They
refilled their writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and
they replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the
whole razor just because the blade got dull.

But they didn’t have the green thing back then.

Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their
bikes to school or rode the school bus instead of turning their moms
into a 24-hour taxi service. They had one electrical outlet in a room,
not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And they
didn’t need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from
satellites 2,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest pizza
joint.

But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful the old
folks were just because they didn't have the green thing back then?