A little VOLLY BALL AND NOT TO BE OUTDONE THE COOKSHAMBURGERS HOT DOGS AND GOOD OLE SOUTH TX. WATERMELON
Monday, May 25, 2009
Memorial Day Pool Party
Awesome Pool Party today. Water volleyball, games, lots of conversation, hot dogs & hamburgers served up by the organizers the Napiers, Leals, and Edwards. Great food, great fun and since I forgot my camera again, I'm looking forward to the posting of some great photos by Gary Bringham! Thanks to the organizers (read workers) it was a super Memorial Day Celebration.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
LOS ASADOS EAT OUT
Thirteen Leisure Worlders had a great time at the eat-out tonight. It was really great that the Baases and the Rices were all healthy and able to join in. Of course, no one remembered a camera. That's the way it goes. Maybe pictures next time.
Washington Trip
Bob and I just returned from a two week trip to the state of Washington--stopping in Helena, MT on trip out and on trip back. It was a wonderful trip, bedsides the joy of seeing my daughter & son-in-law in Helena we saw such beautiful country--lots of snow-capped mountains and dams, falls, lakes, apple orchards, I could go on and on. Especially for Scott and Shirley, we were at Manson, just a few miles from Chelan. We took a boat trip the 50 some miles length of Lake Chelan to a town call Stehekin, which the only way you can get there is by boat or plane. Wonderful trip--saw glaciers in the distance--hard to believe such a remote area in our U.S. Visited Blueberry Hill--Wenatchee apple packing plant called Stemilt--I'm sure is a familiar name to everyone who eats apples--Rocky Reach and CouleeDam-a little German Town Leavenworth-toured Aplets & Coplets candy factory in Cashmere. On way home we visited Riverfront Park in Spokane, and stopped in Coeur d' Alene,ID and Mount Rushmore in SD. We have such a beautiful country. Jeanette
Notice of Drinking Water Monitoring and Reporting Violations
Mandatory Public Notification Language
Notice of Drinking Water Monitoring and Reporting Violations
The Texas Commission on Environmental Quality (TCEQ) has notified the LEISURE WORLD MOBILE HOME COMMLUNITY that we have violated the monitoring and reporting requirements set forth in Chapter 30, Section 290, Subchapter F. We are required to properly disinfect water before distribution, maintain acceptable disinfection residuals within the distribution system, monitor the disinfectant residual at various locations throughout the distribution system, and report the results of that monitoring to the TCEQ on a quarterly basis. Results of regular monitoring are an indicator of whether or not your drinking water is protected from microbial contamination. During the fourth quarter of 2008 beginning October 1, 2008 and ending December 31, 2008, we did not complete all monitoring and/or reporting for disinfectant residual monitoring & reporting, and therefore TCEQ cannot be sure of the safety of your drinking water during that time.
We are working to correct the problem. The maintenance staff at LEISURE WORLD MOBILE HOME COMMUNITY performs disinfectant residual monitoring and flushes all dead end mains on a weekly basis. The results of the monitoring are maintained on a written log form. A copy of these water quality logs is filed with the TCEQ quarterly. Management maintains a tickler file reminder to assure that the quarterly reports are filed in a timely manner.
Please share this information with all the other people who drink this water, especially those who may not have received this notice directly (for example, people in apartments, hospitals, nursing homes, schools, and businesses). You can do this by posting this notice in a public place or distributing copies by mail.
For further information contact: Al Cantu, Regional Manager
400 E 18th Street
Weslaco, TX 78596
Public Water System ID # 1080222
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
May Luncheon
Eight Ladies enjoyed lunch at the New York Deli this afternoon. The food was good, the conversation better. Next month, the Dilly Deli.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Around The Park
With games scheduled on the calendar for every Monday, Tuesday & Saturday, the bridge players still find time to have just one more friendly game!
When potluck Thursday rolls around there are some that can offer solutions to all the world's problems...just fill the coffee cups and gather around.
Meanwhile others are busy making sure the food is properly sequenced for the potluck partcipants.
As the hour for the starting bell draws near, everyone is at their post.
Following the meal it is always good to work off some of those extra calories.
In reality I found several ready volunteers when I wanted to shoot a picture for the latest revision of the park's brochure.
And to end on a whimsical note...how many have the necessary elements at home for a major medical diagnostic procedure?
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
We Are Still On The Go
After arriving home from Texas we didn't let to much grass grow under our feet. The first weekend we were with our Winnebago friends celebrating an Open House with our Winnebago Club sponsor Winnebago Motorhome Dealer.
The wooden shoes didn't quite fit, but the tulips were beautiful in every corner of the town.
Cleaning the streets is a tradition of the Dutch before the parade begins.
And WOODEN SHOE you know, we are off again in another week to spend some time in Iowa with family and friends.
Pictured with Dick and Phyllis Connett are Leisure World Friends Lee and Gwen Brown.
After Richeson's big 50th wedding celebration the following week we spent with Winnebago Friends again, we attended the Tulip Festive in Pella, Iowa.
The wooden shoes didn't quite fit, but the tulips were beautiful in every corner of the town.The tulips are dug up each year and sold, and new bulbs are planted.
Cleaning the streets is a tradition of the Dutch before the parade begins.And WOODEN SHOE you know, we are off again in another week to spend some time in Iowa with family and friends. CELEBRATING 50 YEARS OF MARRIAGE
Larry and Carolyn Richeson (Married 50 years)
Larry & Carolyn introducing their family: Son Jon Richeson with wife Diana and daughters Sidney & Miaja and daughter Julie Hove on far right with her daughter Chelsea - husband Dave is taking picture.
Daughter Julie with husband Dave Hove
On the table is a window frame of memories made by Niece (Teresa Hunter) displayed with the slippers (penny still in slippers) that Carolyn wore in the wedding, the wedding album, family pictures and many memories.What a wonderful celebration - 50 years of marriage - which took place at the Elks Lodge in Pleasant Hill, Iowa. There to help celebrate were many friends from Leisure World - Dwight & Beverly Thompson, Marilyn Thompson, Larry and Shirley Hayes, Ray & Millie Dennis, Jim & Linda Wright and of course her two Leisure World Sisters & brother-in-laws - Phyllis & Dick Connett and Trudy & Larry Hauserman. All of Carolyn's brothers and sisters from near and far were present to help with the celebration. A very large crowd of friends and relatives enjoyed the evening dancing and visiting. The band consisted of several close friends playing the favorites. Carolyn and Larry were married on January 4, 1959. We wish them many more happy years together. Congratulations Carolyn and Larry.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
What You Hear About Mexico
Vivian Swearns sent me the following as an email...I think it deserves much wider distribution and am posting it on the blog!
We all know that Mexico is far from perfect, but this article does put things a little more into perspective.
One Journalist’s View
By Linda Ellerbee
Sometimes I’ve been called a maverick because I don’t always agree
with my colleagues, but then, only dead fish swim with the stream all
the time. The stream here is Mexico .
You would have to be living on another planet to avoid hearing how
dangerous Mexico has become, and, yes, it’s true drug wars have
escalated violence in Mexico , causing collateral damage, a phrase I
hate. Collateral damage is a cheap way of saying that innocent people,
some of them tourists, have been robbed, hurt or killed.
But that’s not the whole story. Neither is this. This is my story.
I’m a journalist who lives in New York City , but has spent
considerable time in Mexico , specifically Puerto Vallarta , for the
last four years. I’m in Vallarta now. And despite what I’m getting
from the U.S. media, the 24-hour news networks in particular, I feel
as safe here as I do at home in New York , possibly safer. I walk the
streets of my Vallarta neighborhood alone day or night. And I don’t
live in a gated community, or any other All-Gringo neighborhood. I
live in Mexico . Among Mexicans. I go where I want (which does not
happen to include bars where prostitution and drugs are the basic
products), and take no more precautions than I would at home in New
York; which is to say I don’t wave money around, I don’t act the Ugly
American, I do keep my eyes open, I’m aware of my surroundings, and I
try not to behave like a fool.
I’ve not always been successful at that last one. One evening a friend
left the house I was renting in Vallarta at that time, and,
unbeknownst to me, did not slam the automatically-locking door on her
way out. Sure enough, less than an hour later a stranger did come into
my house. A burglar? Robber? Kidnapper? Killer? Drug lord?
No, it was a local police officer, the “beat cop” for our
neighborhood, who, on seeing my unlatched door, entered to make sure
everything (including me) was okay. He insisted on walking with me
around the house, opening closets, looking behind doors and, yes, even
under beds, to be certain no one else had wandered in, and that
nothing was missing. He was polite, smart and kind, but before he
left, he lectured me on having not checked to see that my friend had
locked the door behind her. In other words, he told me to use my
common sense.
Do bad things happen here? Of course they do. Bad things happen
everywhere, but the murder rate here is much lower than, say, New
Orleans, and if there are bars on many of the ground floor windows of
houses here, well, the same is true where I live, in Greenwich
Village, which is considered a swell neighborhood — house prices start
at about $4 million (including the bars on the ground floor windows).
There are good reasons thousands of people from the United States are
moving to Mexico every month, and it’s not just the lower cost of
living, a hefty tax break and less snow to shovel. Mexico is a
beautiful country, a special place. The climate varies, but is
plentifully mild, the culture is ancient and revered, the young are
loved unconditionally, the old are respected, and I have yet to hear
anyone mention Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, or Madonna’s attempt to
adopt a second African child, even though, with such a late start, she
cannot possibly begin to keep up with Anglelina Jolie.
And then there are the people. Generalization is risky, but— in
general — Mexicans are warm, friendly, generous and welcoming. If you
smile at them, they smile back. If you greet a passing stranger on the
street, they greet you back. If you try to speak even a little
Spanish, they tend to treat you as though you were fluent. Or at least
not an idiot. I have had taxi drivers track me down after leaving my
wallet or cell phone in their cab. I have had someone run out of a
store to catch me because I have overpaid by twenty cents. I have been
introduced to and come to love a people who celebrate a day dedicated
to the dead as a recognition of the cycles of birth and death and
birth — and the 15th birthday of a girl, an important rite in becoming
a woman — with the same joy.
Too much of the noise you’re hearing about how dangerous it is to come
to Mexico is just that — noise. But the media love noise, and too many
journalists currently making it don’t live here. Some have never even
been here. They just like to be photographed at night, standing near a
spotlighted border crossing, pointing across the line to some
imaginary country from hell. It looks good on TV.
Another thing. The U.S. media tend to lump all of Mexico into one big
bad bowl. Talking about drug violence in Mexico without naming a state
or city where this is taking place is rather like looking at the
horror of Katrina and saying, “Damn. Did you know the U.S. is under
water?” or reporting on the shootings at Columbine or the bombing of
the Federal building in Oklahoma City by saying that kids all over the
U.S. are shooting their classmates and all the grownups are blowing up
buildings. The recent rise in violence in Mexico has mostly occurred
in a few states, and especially along the border. It is real, but it
does not describe an entire country.
It would be nice if we could put what’s going on in Mexico in
perspective, geographically and emotionally. It would be nice if we
could remember that, as has been noted more than once, these drug wars
wouldn’t be going on if people in the United States didn’t want the
drugs, or if other people in the United States weren’t selling Mexican
drug lords the guns. Most of all, it would be nice if more people in
the United States actually came to this part of America ( Mexico is
also America , you will recall) to see for themselves what a fine
place Mexico really is, and how good a vacation (or a life) here can
be.
So come on down and get to know your southern neighbors. I think
you’ll like it here. Especially the people.
We all know that Mexico is far from perfect, but this article does put things a little more into perspective.
One Journalist’s View
By Linda Ellerbee
Sometimes I’ve been called a maverick because I don’t always agree
with my colleagues, but then, only dead fish swim with the stream all
the time. The stream here is Mexico .
You would have to be living on another planet to avoid hearing how
dangerous Mexico has become, and, yes, it’s true drug wars have
escalated violence in Mexico , causing collateral damage, a phrase I
hate. Collateral damage is a cheap way of saying that innocent people,
some of them tourists, have been robbed, hurt or killed.
But that’s not the whole story. Neither is this. This is my story.
I’m a journalist who lives in New York City , but has spent
considerable time in Mexico , specifically Puerto Vallarta , for the
last four years. I’m in Vallarta now. And despite what I’m getting
from the U.S. media, the 24-hour news networks in particular, I feel
as safe here as I do at home in New York , possibly safer. I walk the
streets of my Vallarta neighborhood alone day or night. And I don’t
live in a gated community, or any other All-Gringo neighborhood. I
live in Mexico . Among Mexicans. I go where I want (which does not
happen to include bars where prostitution and drugs are the basic
products), and take no more precautions than I would at home in New
York; which is to say I don’t wave money around, I don’t act the Ugly
American, I do keep my eyes open, I’m aware of my surroundings, and I
try not to behave like a fool.
I’ve not always been successful at that last one. One evening a friend
left the house I was renting in Vallarta at that time, and,
unbeknownst to me, did not slam the automatically-locking door on her
way out. Sure enough, less than an hour later a stranger did come into
my house. A burglar? Robber? Kidnapper? Killer? Drug lord?
No, it was a local police officer, the “beat cop” for our
neighborhood, who, on seeing my unlatched door, entered to make sure
everything (including me) was okay. He insisted on walking with me
around the house, opening closets, looking behind doors and, yes, even
under beds, to be certain no one else had wandered in, and that
nothing was missing. He was polite, smart and kind, but before he
left, he lectured me on having not checked to see that my friend had
locked the door behind her. In other words, he told me to use my
common sense.
Do bad things happen here? Of course they do. Bad things happen
everywhere, but the murder rate here is much lower than, say, New
Orleans, and if there are bars on many of the ground floor windows of
houses here, well, the same is true where I live, in Greenwich
Village, which is considered a swell neighborhood — house prices start
at about $4 million (including the bars on the ground floor windows).
There are good reasons thousands of people from the United States are
moving to Mexico every month, and it’s not just the lower cost of
living, a hefty tax break and less snow to shovel. Mexico is a
beautiful country, a special place. The climate varies, but is
plentifully mild, the culture is ancient and revered, the young are
loved unconditionally, the old are respected, and I have yet to hear
anyone mention Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, or Madonna’s attempt to
adopt a second African child, even though, with such a late start, she
cannot possibly begin to keep up with Anglelina Jolie.
And then there are the people. Generalization is risky, but— in
general — Mexicans are warm, friendly, generous and welcoming. If you
smile at them, they smile back. If you greet a passing stranger on the
street, they greet you back. If you try to speak even a little
Spanish, they tend to treat you as though you were fluent. Or at least
not an idiot. I have had taxi drivers track me down after leaving my
wallet or cell phone in their cab. I have had someone run out of a
store to catch me because I have overpaid by twenty cents. I have been
introduced to and come to love a people who celebrate a day dedicated
to the dead as a recognition of the cycles of birth and death and
birth — and the 15th birthday of a girl, an important rite in becoming
a woman — with the same joy.
Too much of the noise you’re hearing about how dangerous it is to come
to Mexico is just that — noise. But the media love noise, and too many
journalists currently making it don’t live here. Some have never even
been here. They just like to be photographed at night, standing near a
spotlighted border crossing, pointing across the line to some
imaginary country from hell. It looks good on TV.
Another thing. The U.S. media tend to lump all of Mexico into one big
bad bowl. Talking about drug violence in Mexico without naming a state
or city where this is taking place is rather like looking at the
horror of Katrina and saying, “Damn. Did you know the U.S. is under
water?” or reporting on the shootings at Columbine or the bombing of
the Federal building in Oklahoma City by saying that kids all over the
U.S. are shooting their classmates and all the grownups are blowing up
buildings. The recent rise in violence in Mexico has mostly occurred
in a few states, and especially along the border. It is real, but it
does not describe an entire country.
It would be nice if we could put what’s going on in Mexico in
perspective, geographically and emotionally. It would be nice if we
could remember that, as has been noted more than once, these drug wars
wouldn’t be going on if people in the United States didn’t want the
drugs, or if other people in the United States weren’t selling Mexican
drug lords the guns. Most of all, it would be nice if more people in
the United States actually came to this part of America ( Mexico is
also America , you will recall) to see for themselves what a fine
place Mexico really is, and how good a vacation (or a life) here can
be.
So come on down and get to know your southern neighbors. I think
you’ll like it here. Especially the people.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Cinco de Mayo
Merle & Darlene Lenz are front row spectators at the Weslaco Museum's Cinco de Mayo celebration. Photo was scanned from The Monitor.
Hot Tub Repair
The hot tub has a leak...and now is its turn for repair.
Jesse is hard at work in the hole that is needed to track down the leak.
Now is the really hard part...tunnelling under the tub to locate and repair the leak.Realizing that the pipes are located in the "grassy" area is giving management second thoughts about pouring concrete over that area!
Hopefully the hot tub will be back in business long before our Winter residents return.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Back Home In Indiana
Hello Leisure World! Stan and I arrived at home Saturday evening at 8pm. HOME looks and feels so good. We left Leisure World April 22nd and arrived April 23rd at my cousin's house in Marks, Mississippi. We had a very nice time visiting with relatives and friends. April 28th we left Mississippi and went to Village Creek State Park near Wynne, Arkansas to a music festival. A few Winter Texans were at the festival also. Friends of ours who live in Memphis are always at the festival and they are musicians who we enjoy being with. Two years ago Marshall ( Memphis friends) had kidney stones and had to be taken to the ER which ended our playing music with them. This year his wife, Judy, was rushed from the ER in Wynne back to Memphis for emergency surgery, which ended our playing music with them. Stan and I decided to come home early. It's just as well that we did. Friday night it rained all night and Saturday it was raining when we left the State Park. Today in Indiana the sun is shining and it is in the low 70's. Beautiful. Of course in Indiana the weather can change suddenly. We will take all the warm weather we can get and in Indiana and that is not a lot this time of year. The day we left Leisure World it was 99 degrees.
We have had lots of stong winds this winter and there is lots of yardwork to be done. However it doesn't need to be mowed yet just need lots of clean up.
Stan enjoyed playing golf one day in Mississippi and one day in Wynne.
Keep the postings coming so that we know what all of you are doing. Have a good summer everyone.
We have had lots of stong winds this winter and there is lots of yardwork to be done. However it doesn't need to be mowed yet just need lots of clean up.
Stan enjoyed playing golf one day in Mississippi and one day in Wynne.
Keep the postings coming so that we know what all of you are doing. Have a good summer everyone.
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