Friday, January 31, 2014

NSL No pictures........



The YWCA, where I swim each morning, has been a life saver!  I have psoriatic arthritis and have tried every exercise I could find. There has been no exercise that my knees could tolerate.  When I started water fitness at the Y it was the most wonderful solution for my knee problem.  I could tell a difference in my pain level on the days I exercised, as opposed to the the days I missed.  Soon water fitness at the Y was a part of my daily routine.  

Shortly after joining, I noticed a woman who was swimming in a camisole, out of fabric about the thickness of women’s panties--see through.  I mentionied it to one of the women in the class.  The lady replied that the woman always swam in that get-up. I asked if anyone had reported her for not wearing “appropriate and modest swimwear,”  as the Y literature rules required. The lady said, “Well no one knows her name.”

The next time I was swimming and encountered the Nude Swimming Lady (NSL) I said hello and asked her, her name.  She looked at me and said, in perfect English, “I do not speak English.” Okaaaaay.  That must be why no one knows her name. I continued to see her daily. Talking to the life guards and instructors there was the same response from each of them. “Oh yes I have noticed her, but I cannot say anything to her because I do not know her name.”

In the meantime I had been telling everyone of the benefits of the water fitness program at the Y.  Several months had gone by when I got a call from my bible study teacher asking about the water fitness classes I took at that Y.  Her son had fibermialgia and was looking for an exercise solution to keep him more mobile and pain free.  I talked to him and strongly recommended the water fitness program.  The day after talking to him while getting in the pool, the NSL came walking by me in “All her glory”.  It struck me, I have recommended that my bible study teacher’s son swim here and there is a woman who swims in the nude!!

After swimming that day I found the Aquatic Education Director, Tommy, and reported the NSL.  He said, he knew about her but nothing could be done because he didn’t know her name.  I told him I could find her name, since on that particular day there had only been two people there before me.  I looked at the sign-in sheet and there was her signature.... an up an down squiggle, a line, an up and down squiggle and a line.  Totally illegible. I went back to Tommy and told him what I had found.  He then asked to me to describe her,  I floundered, the only thing to describe her by were her naked physical characteristics--it was not like I could describe her swimsuit after all, so after stammering I finally said, “Well she is a small Asian woman in a see through camisole.”

Finally in total desperation I decided to write an email to the executive director.  I explained the situation about the NSL . I told her I had been asking that someone address the problem for almost a year, and would she please check on  the situation.


The next day I received a reply from the executive director. She said she wanted to address the problem......WITH ME!  She told me about the Y’s motto of “Empowering women and eliminating racisim.”  She noted my “Racist attitude for singling out a woman by calling her “Asian”.  She told me that I needed to be more sensitive to the cultural barriers I placed on people.”  GIVE ME A BREAK!!!! I was asked to describe a naked woman...no clothes to refer to, ONLY intimate body part details to describe.... I thought saying she was a small Asian woman was the most decreet description I could give!!!

I hope I dont get thrown out of the Y, I have really gotten a lot of benefit from being able to swim every morning.  On second thought, maybe they wont throw me out if I swim nude.......

Sunday, January 12, 2014

This n that

There was a knock at the door today.  Mary Alyce our 10 year old neighbor wanted to know if Skye, our border collie could come out and play.  It has been a long time since anyone knocked on our door asking someone to come out and play.  Skye did of course, and had a grand time.

The esteemed Social Security Adminstration took two years to decide if Jim’s Parkinson’s Disease was a disability--while others we knew of got on immediately for depression.  In November they again felt it was no longer a disability and took him off.  He was put on Social Security.  This was a much reduced amount because he was getting it at age 63 instead of 66.  That also meant that I could not get Jim’s social security (half of his is twice what I could get on my own work history.)  After all this is money we have paid into social security for 40 years. The government takes you at every chance they get. It is NOT and “entitlement” WE paid for it.  We checked with our attorney and what they have done is wrong and illegal.  An appeal will be filed tomorrow morning.  I wish WE could have taken the money we paid into SS and invested it for retirement ourselves.

Advice to the young....always always always carry disability insurance through your employer.  You will hopefully never need it......but if you do.....it is a lifeline. Ours cost us only  $18 a month while we were healthy, after Jim was diagnosed with Parkinson’s it went up to  $80 a month, the best money we ever spent!!

Our friends in Spring Branch, north of San Antonio had an addition to their family today.  Their longhorn heifer, Linda gave birth to a bouncing baby bull calf.   When they got home from church his mother, Linda was standing by the fence....and was no longer expecting.  Rhonda and Mark had to get in their jeep and drive all over the ranch until they found where Mama had stashed her baby.  They found in deep in some brush cleaned up and healthy.  I suggested they name him Luther.

I started volunteering at the American Wind Power Center last Friday.   I worked there as Director of education and marketing for three years, before I decided to get my master’s degree.  The museum has changed so much but surprisingly I still remember the detailed of the windmill and  giving a tour has changed very little.  I love all the people. My favorite jobs were at museums.  I would find myself walking through the museum marveling that I get paid to do something that is so much fun.  It is nice to be back.




Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Windows

Every trip we take, I photograph windows....sort of quirky I guess, however on this trip I met someone who phtographs doors...so maybe not.  I picked up a couple of doors myself this time.
 Pitiful little too short curtains.
 Door on a dock storage building.
 Typical German curtains
 Loved the date on this one.
 All a like but noticed what is in each window.  These were on a building across from the Bamberg City Hall.  This one had candles.

 Flowers
 Anitque phonographs.

I coudo not find a translation...except htat the word is Danish.  It is similar to a German word which means pottery so I guess I will go with that.

Elegant way to decorate a door for Christmas.

Festive way to decorate a door in Bamberg.
 This looks like it could have been a preschool.

 This door had a pole in the middle and swiveled closed.



 Johannisburg Palace Windows in Aschaffenberg, Germany

 A little tiny window so the man could spy on his neighbors in Wertheim


















 Wurzburg Palace windows.


Hitler’s Window--in Congress Hall, Nuremburg