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Sunday, July 17, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Memorial Picnic
Memorial Picnic on May 30th 2011 at Noon at Huntingdon, Pa.
In the Smithfield area, Riverside Park...where it has been held the past few years...all are welcome.
There is a children's playground , the river runs close for fishing, etc, and there are walk ways and nice bathrooms. Under the large pavilion.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Family Reunion III
Hi Everyone......
We are confirmed at the Bitter Goose Lodge for July 13th - July 18th. I have also reserved 3 cabins. However, only 1 of the cabin will be available for the entire 5 days. This is for Steph, Andy, Meredith and Jessica. (Steph - a pac & play will be available if you want it). The other 2 cabins are available for the first three nights, 7/13 (Wed.) thru 7/15(Fri.) I believe Jill, Michael, Eric & Julia are interested in one of them and Yvonne, Michael, Lindsay & Jonah the other one.
On Saturday night, July 16th & Sunday, July 17th we (those of us at the Lodge) will welcome you guys to joining us at the Lodge. It should be fine since the Lodge can sleep 22.
Today I don't know and probably you don't know either how long you will be staying. But, I hope everyone can stay the entire 5 days.
Rates at the Lodge :
$210/night up to 8.......each additional person is $18.00 per person
3 and under are no charge
The cabins are $95/night These are a short walk from the lodge and the swimming pool.
An additional 6% State and 3% Motel/Hotel tax will be added
The cabins sleep 6, (2 bedrooms -1 queen bed and 2 twin beds with a sofa sleeper in the living room) a full kitchen, bathroom, cable TV, picnic tables (which we can move around if we want) a fire ring with firewood and a porch with swing.
The lodge has 7 bedrooms, 5 queen 1 with 2 twins beds, and a loft with 3 sets of bunk beds, 2 bathrooms, full kitchen and I believe a queen sofa sleeper
All linens and towels including pool towels are provided.
A gas grill is provided along with a built-in BBQ that uses wood, which is provided or charcoal, not provided.
There is plenty of parking and I confirmed that having 35 - 60 or so people on Saturday is Not a problem.
We're thinking of changing the menu for Saturday, maybe BBQ chicken instead of the hamburgers & hot dogs. Lots of time to decide this. And of course everyone should plan on bring their own "special dish".
It's late and I can't think of anything else.......so till later.......Lois & Tony
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Over 50 can agree with this..
When I bought my Blackberry I thought about the 30-year business I ran with
1800 employees, all without a cell phone that plays music, takes videos,
pictures and communicates with Facebook and Twitter.. I signed up under
duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their spouses, 13
grandkids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in the modern
way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140
characters of space.
That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for Tweeter, Tweetree,
Twhirl, Twitterfon, Tweetie and Twittererific Tweetdeck, Twitpix and
something that sends every message to my cell phone and every other program
within the texting world.
My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything
except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to
live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.
The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost
every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that
in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [it's red] phone I am
supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at
Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was
glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to use it, and I got a
little loud.
I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside
that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long
time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-u-lating." You
would think that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely tolerate
me. She would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a legal
U-turn at the opportunity. Then if I made a right turn instead. Well, it was
not a good relationship.
When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the
cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy,
the GPS lady, at least she loves me.
To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless
phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven't
figured out how I can lose three phones all at once and have run around
digging under chair cushions and checking bathrooms and the dirty laundry
baskets when the phone rings.
The world is just getting too complex for me. They even mess me up every
time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on
something themselves but this sudden "Paper or Plastic?" every time I check
out just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to
avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take them in with me.
Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or Plastic?" I just
say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it's their turn to stare
at me with a blank look.
I was recently asked if I tweet. I answered, No, but I do toot a lot."
P.S. I know some of you are not over 50. I sent it to you to allow you to
forward it to those who are.
1800 employees, all without a cell phone that plays music, takes videos,
pictures and communicates with Facebook and Twitter.. I signed up under
duress for Twitter and Facebook, so my seven kids, their spouses, 13
grandkids and 2 great grand kids could communicate with me in the modern
way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140
characters of space.
That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for Tweeter, Tweetree,
Twhirl, Twitterfon, Tweetie and Twittererific Tweetdeck, Twitpix and
something that sends every message to my cell phone and every other program
within the texting world.
My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything
except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to
live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.
The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost
every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that
in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [it's red] phone I am
supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at
Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was
glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to use it, and I got a
little loud.
I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside
that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long
time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-u-lating." You
would think that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely tolerate
me. She would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a legal
U-turn at the opportunity. Then if I made a right turn instead. Well, it was
not a good relationship.
When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the
cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy,
the GPS lady, at least she loves me.
To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless
phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven't
figured out how I can lose three phones all at once and have run around
digging under chair cushions and checking bathrooms and the dirty laundry
baskets when the phone rings.
The world is just getting too complex for me. They even mess me up every
time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on
something themselves but this sudden "Paper or Plastic?" every time I check
out just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to
avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take them in with me.
Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or Plastic?" I just
say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it's their turn to stare
at me with a blank look.
I was recently asked if I tweet. I answered, No, but I do toot a lot."
P.S. I know some of you are not over 50. I sent it to you to allow you to
forward it to those who are.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
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