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Just Call Me Mrs. Lucky by Jan from Woodgate

Who will profiteers hit next, once smokers disappear

On televisions everywhere… it’s impossible that you’ve missed them—the commercials currently airing which depict the consequences of smoking cigarettes.

First came the elderly gentleman hooked up to an oxygen machine gasping for each and every breath.

Next came Ronald Martinez, who missed out on two huge career dreams (baseball and swimming) due to the tracheotomy hole in his throat caused by smoking cigarettes.

The latest shows Mr. Lab Coat telling the young mom that she has lung cancer, followed by her having to share this with her young children.

Horrifying. Continue reading →

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Woodgate Closure: Postal Regulatory Commission agrees to hear appeal

Process gives Post Office 120-day stay against closure, says Woodgate Citizens Community

The Postal Regulatory Commission has informed the United States Postal Service (USPS) that the USPS must provide its administrative record of closing proceedings to the commission before it can open formal appeal proceedings relating to the Woodgate Post Office.

The USPS was notified on Tuesday, September 13.

The notification was prompted by the commission’s receipt of a petition from the Woodgate Citizens Committee, which included signatures from community members and others opposed to the Postal Service’s planned closing of the Woodgate Post Office.

An appeal proceeding, conducted by the commission, under the direction of its secretary, Shoshanna M. Grove, will give the Woodgate Post Office a stay of closure against the USPS for 120 days.

During that time hearings will be conducted concerning the proposed closure. Continue reading →

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Just Call me Mrs. Lucky by Jan from Woodgate

Face It: Dear Old Diary is gone, never to return It would appear that in this day and age it is virtually impossible to keep a secret.

I’m guessing that the art of keeping a Diary (oh-so-private, handwritten collection of one’s personal thoughts and feelings) has gone by the wayside.

Now, due to vast ranges of technology, secrets are defunct, and nobody has a speck of respect for stuff that should just be kept to oneself.

The culprits causing the Death of the Diary?

Cell phones and social networks. Everyone just wants to share EVERYthing, no matter how personal or inconsequential.

I pity the Yoots of Today. Little Johnnies and Susies in kindergarten can easily capture pics of a classmate having a messy pants incident, which can haunt the poor little dude well into high school years. Continue reading →

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Peg Sykes’ quilt takes first place at NYS Fair

Margaret (Peg) Sykes of Woodgate recently won Best of Show at the Boonville Oneida County Fair for her quilt, Scraps ‘N Logs.

The quilt was entered in the Adult Crafts category, which included quilting, crocheting, knitting, cross stitch, woodworking and other handiwork.

As the winner at the Oneida County Fair, she was eligible to enter her quilt in the New York State Fair to compete with other first prize winners of County Fairs across the state.

The quilt ended up taking first place honors at the New York State Fair.

Sykes said she named the quilt “Scraps ‘N Logs” because it was created in the log cabin design from her own fabric scraps.

“As I’m quilting or sewing, I cut my pieces and I put them in piles. When I have enough, I make a quilt,” she said.

According to Sykes, more than 3,000 pieces were used in the prize-winning quilt that took her less than six months to complete.

Sykes said she has been quilting since she was 16, when she made her first quilt from her mother’s sewing scraps as a wedding gift for her sister and her husband.

Sykes and her husband, Bud planned to attend the State Fair this week to see her prize-winning quilt hanging among the other entries.

 

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Just Call me Mrs. Lucky by Jan from Woodgate

Where’s mine? Therapy’s not cheap for the SGD sufferer

Severe Gadget Deficiency is a disorder I was born with. It lives within me each and every day of my life and as of this writing there is no known cure, pills, or therapeutic tactics available to conquer this beast.

Quite frankly I’m amazed that more serious repercussions haven’t reared their annoying little heads in protest of what can only be described as ridiculous situations related to my disorder.

Gadgets just blow me away.

Of course, my definition of Gadgets may be quite different than yours.

Gadgets need ME to tell THEM what to do. They somehow, in some way, require my hands on assistance, and are therefore needy and unliked by me.

In my world a garment tag is a Gadget—needs me to remove it, possibly with a tool. Yes, scissors are tools when you’re me.

VCR’s. DVD’s. Yup, even radios. Cell phones (still don’t have one), all appliances as well as cans, boxes or anything which requires opening or gaining access to.

Shall I even get into the car issues? The sky’s the limit there. Ruby is as basic as she can get, yet I’m constantly challenged by windshield wipers, indoor/outdoor lights, clock changing or settings for the tunes. Continue reading →

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Woodgate: Meeting set to discuss driver safety on revamped Route 28

Anyone with concerns about the newly rebuilt stretch of Route 28 that runs through Woodgate is invited to attend a meeting to be held on Saturday, September 3 at 1 p.m., at the White Otter Fish and Game Club in Woodgate, said Don Olney, chairman of the Safe and Sane Drivers Committee.

When the stretch of road was refurbished recently, the driving situation was made less safe, according to Olney.

“Things didn’t come around the way they should have with that road design, and the finished product has made for less-safe driving,” he said.

According to Olney, driver visibility has been diminished near the Woodgate corners, and benefits to businesses along Route 28 have not come to fruition.

“This situation affects everyone that drives the road, whether or not they happen to be resident,” he said.

Olney said he hopes the September 3rd meeting will help people organize and bring about changes, including a reduction in speed limit.

“This might be the first of many meetings,” he said.

 

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Just Call me Mrs.Lucky by Jan from Woodgate

Karma: Payback is certain and often unpredictable Karma.

The total effect of a person’s actions and conduct during phases of a person’s existence, viewed as deciding their fate in future existences…

Karma has no last name, nor needs one. He stands alone. Kinda like Cher; or Santa.

“He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake…”

Have you ever met Earl, as in My Name Is Earl?

We’re not big television watchers, but that was one hysterical sitcom portraying a guy named Earl whose life was full of poor choices and mistakes.

He was an unrepentant ne’er do well who hits a lottery jackpot then has an epiphany and vows to change his ways.

The show is based on my old friend/enemy, Karma.

There is of course good and bad karma, but I’m here to share the relentless side of the bad stuff.

Those of us who were brought up Catholic referred to bad karma as a “punishment by the Lord,” because God, like Santa, was always watching…

“He knows if you’ve been bad or good…”

Karma forgets nothing; EVER. Countless crimes seem to go unavenged for years and years but I am a true believer in The Big K.

There’s never been a single wrongdoing incident in my own life that has snuck by this clever fella. So therefore, when the smackdown a’cometh, I never ask “why me”?

I do not feel sorry for myself, nor do I ponder. One must simply move on, vow to never repeat the mistake, and take your beatin’ like a man, cuz you’ve just been Karmalized.

“Ya better not pout I’m tellin you why…”

The Big K comes in all shapes and sizes, and is utilized by Mother Nature, Father Time and everything in between.

The possibilities are endless when it comes to payback and there are absolutely no boundaries.

Why, I’ve even had bad Karma come a’calling with inanimate objects…

Years ago, in a fit of immature rage, I tossed a non-compliant can opener across the room. A mere hour later the stupid clothesline mysteriously snapped, dumping the entire load of clean sheets onto the ground.

Who knew? Once again, Karmalized.

From what I’m told, as a child I was a horrible napper. Never wanted to be put down for that afternoon nighty-night. Cried and fought until sheer exhaustion from anger took over, and woke up each and every time cranky and miserable.

To this day I cannot take a nap without wrecking the remainder of my day.

Hey thanks, Mr. K.

Apparently that debt will never be satisfied and I’m certain my mother thanks you.

So for those of you who feel you’ve escaped justice and/or punishment for your evil ways, I urge you to rethink your position.

Anyone out there wondering what yesterday’s earthquake was all about?

According to today’s news, there was some damage in D.C., more specifically in the White House.

Hmmmmm…

Better lay low Congress, me thinks your Karmalization is a’comin…

“So be good for goodness sake!”

 

 

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