Skylite Drive-In

 

I have several great memories of the Drive-In. 

In 1982 I have a vivid memory of going to the Drive-In with my best friend, Jason, his mom and his little sister, Joy.  I remember watching Joy fight sleep and I’m not sure if she succumbed or not.  Not long thereafter, Jason and Joy moved to Florida.  The year after I watched Return of the Jedi, and while I’d watched the other two movies previously this one seemed to capture my 10yo imagination and I realize that imagination had no limits. 

There are very few good Drive-Ins that still exist; they are like the dinosaurs, slowly dying out, leaving their bones of fallen screens and broken speakers. 

In the 50s they were packed solid virtually every evening, in the 70s, many turned to porn to make ends meet.  In the 80s they began to fade away to the big cinemas and sit down theatres.   Summers were for enjoying time with your friends, socializing, but kids aren’t like kids used to be – twitter and facebook and text messages are their way of socializing.

We never realize what a little nugget of history we have here in Northern Maine with the Skylite, and how many people have never been to a Drive-in. It’s still family owned and family run, Evan or Devon man the dough boy making, Donna takes your cash. You can chit chat while you wait and catch up and share a few laughs.

When Jules and I began to “date” we never had a lot of cash, but we managed to go to the Drive-in a few times a summer. It was “date” night. Dough boys, soda, a movie. A rare late night as we are usually in bed early.

You can still sit outside and listen to the speakers (yes, they work!) Or sit in your car and tune into the radio (or use the speakers!) or do as many people do, bring chairs and enjoy the movie under the stars. 

I hope this wonderful place never disappears and turns into a relic as many of the other drive-ins in the US have.  That even if we drive out each night, that we can eternally drive-in, stay, have a fried Oreo (its good!  I SWEAR!), a dough boy, maybe even an gigantic pickle – bring the kids and have them experience a sliver of history.

Kasey’s House

Houses are far more than 4 walls and a few doors and a place to sleep.  They are homes, they are safe and they are the place we always yearn for. I’ve known Kasey for six or more years, and I remember during the 1st year of our friendship, we happened by the farm house and she said, “And that’s the house that goes with our farm.” 

It was one of those old homes with character and I thought it would have suited Kasey (and her family) just fine. 

The house is now hers (and Andrew’s of course!).  Make sure you check out the full albums  

Jules and I bought an old house, but one that has already been “fixed up” in many ways.  I offered Kasey my Wednesday off to help out.  She said “only if you can.”  I consider Kasey family, so of course I could.  I came armed with my camera. 

I love doors.  I have a small door that leads to the cubby under our stairs.  I love doors.  I love door handles too. 

There is something about the dark, gleaming, wood doors and the old door handles with intricate designs. 

Oh that little peep hole.  The swirls and the black gleam of the knob, and when you turn the knob you hear the mechanisms shift and pop the door open, letting you thru. 

Door Collection

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I love light switches!  I have this old, battered, turny light switch.  I will never replace that light switch.  Ever!  Kasey has some lovely funky push button switches.

In most of the upstairs rooms, each wall has a pair of lights on the inside wall.  Makes for a lovely perspective shot.

Each room is unique.  Which, is a lot like every member of the family.  Each member is unique and different, but part of a whole.

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What do we do w/mason jars?  We drink from them of course – and I take pictures of them. 

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The trim, and the swirls and lines and the shine.  All part of how an old house will never be out of date, or never be worthy of redemption. 

This is a sill that is at the head of the stairs, so when we are all tramping down the stairs like a herd of elephants, we miss these details.  I love them. 

This is the hinge of one of the closets.  The detail and craftsmanship is always mind blowing. 

Our staircase at home looked a lot like this, but not in as good shape.  We opted to tear is down and put a build in book shelf instead.  This is the view if you lay down and rest the camera on the floor

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The house has this wicked, awesome place to sit and read.  I want it.  I may have to incorporate that into the extension we want to build in a few years. 

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These are just shots of things that are unique and different and wonderful.  I bet I could walk thru the house a few more times and find different ways to take shots of things. 

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I HDR’ed a few photos to pull out some of the stunning details.  It was worth the time to HDR and see what the camera saw that I had missed. 

 

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FitBit Flex

The FitBit

     In a previous post I talked about how I have Meniere’s Disease, which is, in short a disease that is all about the world spinning, drop attacks, and feeling unwell. This brought forth some sort of epiphany that my body was under attack by a disease and my defenses (health) weren’t up to par. I’m 5’2’ish’, 5’3’’ hanging upside down and used to clock in at a big ole 210lbs. Just edging out a size 20 jeans, and they were tight. My smallest was when I was 17ish, 115lbs and I hated how I felt in clothes and my own skin, my most comfortable was 140 in size 12s. I was in a size 10 when I was at 115lb. I’ve got hips, so my jeans were and are always on the bigger size, and I’m short! About a year ago, I started making very small changes to my diet and making excuses not to go to the gym. I’m in school, I drive 10 hrs a week, I have to work, etc. I dropped to 185lbs in the last year in just changing what I eat, or rather, how much I eat. Comfy in a size 18, roomy even.

Then comes the spinning of the world – Meniere’s and that was it, no more excuses. I had to make a change. Gym time. I needed some motivation, come on, I’m 40! I am set in my ways! I am a writer. I sit at a computer screen and bang out stories like a mad machine gun on Red Bull and Rum. I am not the physical girl, I am the girl who is at a computer and making word magic.

A very smart teacher of mine, Aaron T once told me just move, more time you move and are off the couch you’re one step ahead of the guy/girl who isn’t. That’s hard. I spend 8 hrs a day on my feet for work. And the writer in me wants to go home and see what mischief I can get characters into.

I wanted something I could clock in my walking, my work, my food, my steps, my gym time. Off to google I went! I read up on several trackers, read reviews, what other apps worked w/each, and settled on the FitBit Flex (I wanted the Force but due to a recall, that wasn’t happening). I put it on my wish list and low and behold, the price dropped to a nice $83.88 free shipping as I’m a prime member. I didn’t care what color, I just wanted that thing. I’m a tech girl, face it, most of us are.

I received the slate/blue FitBit, it comes with a doggle (That goes into your computer) and a charger for your computer, but if you’re smart you’ll go to the sort and get a USB Charger and simply leave it and plug it when you need.

Two taps on the FibBit light up the small LED lights, each light is 2K steps. The clasp can be tricky, but once you get the hang of it, you are golden. There are also several places to get different colored bands and extra clips and even a FitBelt to keep the FitBit on your wrist (some people have a habit of losing them it seems.) The FitBit vibrates when you reach your 10,000 steps (you can edit how many steps you wish to be your goal). You can also set alarms and it will buzz you awake. Which, I thought would never wake me, but, guess what, it does!

The tracking screen on your phone (if you pick to go that route) is great.  Steps, Calories, Miles, etc. 

One of the lovely things about MD (Meniere’s) is that if you don’t sleep, you’re going to egg on an attack. And, I will admit, I am the worst sleeper ever. So when reading that the Fit tracked sleep – well, that really did cinch the deal for me! Come to find out, I’ve been having very small MD attacks in my sleep for a very long time, which is what caused me to be restless. Now I could track my sleep. I’ve been able to adjust my meds (with my FNP) to get a better restful sleep. I’ve never lacked on energy! Ask anyone who knows me, but I used to run on 5hrs of sleep a night, now I get a good average of 7 or more.

I used the FitBit program exclusively for about 2 weeks, then paired it with MyFitnessPal, there is a food scanner and the exercises are more precise on the MFP. It logs in and saves your breakfast, lunch and supper, also snacks, etc.  The synching of the two was very easy and bam, they are talking to each other. The beauty of the FB is you tell it you want to lose, oh, 2lbs a week. It figures out how many calories you need to eat. Where to fall and if you put in a long hard day of work, your caloric intake goes up. Starving yourself is never good.

With MD I need to cut down on my sodium, over the course of a week I can see where I had to much sodium, what foods has more, how I can trim that down. I need extra potassium, I can do the same there. Building my menu around my life and how I feel instead of being stuck in the same repeating motions of “oh I have to eat that again?” to keep the calories and sodium down.

Simply said, I LOVE IT! It’s a motivator. Oh, let me take the stairs. I’m missing 400 steps or 1 mile, maybe I’ll take the dog for a short walk, raining outside, great, 5 minutes on the treadmill, that 5 mins turns into me doing a few jumping jacks and some yoga. At the gym, and I only have 300 active minutes. Lets hit the treadmill for a brisk walk of 4mph. How about some leg presses? Lat pull downs. Bicep curls. Whatever it is, I want that screen green. I want 300 mins of active minutes.

I am down to 178lbs, (but really, I could care less, I am doing this to get healthy to combat the effects of MD) and on my good days I feel great. Beyond great, I feel better. I find that when I have an attack, I’m not railroaded into bed for two days. I can at least function around the house, if not struggle to get to work. I will have bad days. If I can’t drive I can’t work. If I can’t walk to the bathroom without trailing my fingers along the wall, I am not okay. If when I stand still the room is swaying. I am not okay to take care of patients.

I was having daily attacks about 2 months ago. Now, every two weeks or so. I find on my days of inactivity, the next day I don’t feel as well and the room decides to be a Gravitoron and whirl me around.

Of course, the FitBit didn’t do all of this, I did. I go to the gym and I do balance exercises. I go to the gym and hit the treadmill (and even run for ½ a mile). I go to the gym and do the chest press machine (I started at 20lbs and am up to 50lb). I could barely stand on one leg 2 months ago, now I can do a tree pose for almost a minute on each leg. I do those things, but having that screen on the FitBit app go all green (I’m more about active minutes and not steps) and that I’m under calories, makes me feel as if I am doing something to combat this disease and to take things into control.

Is the FitBit perfect? No, hardly. It is what YOU do with it that makes it worthy of your time and effort. Do I recommend the FitBit Flex? I sure do. Will it make you do things? No, that comes from within, what it will do is give you feedback. And information.  For 90 bucks, to be honest, you’ve little to lose and a lot to gain. Information is key.

Now, get out there and MOVE!

As The World Spins – Meniere’s Disease

As The World Spins – Meniere’s Disease

All my life I’ve never had balance. As time went on, I just accepted that standing on one leg wasn’t every going to be something I was going do to. I’d do yoga and I best have something to put my fingertips on, or topple over I did. I’ve sprained ankles multiple times and loss of balance wasn’t something new. 18 months ago or so, I noticed that when I walk, I hardly ever swung my arms. I made nothing of if, who remembers how they walk? An interesting side note here, as part of my PTA program of study, we did gait analysis, in reading up on MD in later months, many MD patients hold their arms close to their body and have less swing than folks with a normal gait.

While away in Sept/October for clinical in Millinocket, Maine, I was teaching a patient how to balance on one leg and could hardly do it myself. This is about the time I noticed the odd on again off again hearing loss. It was annoying. I was listening to a TV show and would swap out earbuds to realize that I could hear nothing out of my right ear, the earbuds were fine, my ears were not. Again, I wrote it off, my dad is deaf, why not me?

This intermittent hearing loss continued and I ignored it. I’m in health care, we ARE the worst of patients and I had no insurance. I was not paying hundreds of dollars to figure out why I was going deaf.

Then, in January, in the middle of the night, I felt as if the whole room, dream and all, was on a roller coaster and I threw myself out of bed and scrambled to the bathroom, promptly vomiting. My head was pounding and I attributed this to the migraines that I would sometimes get. Two days of rest and I was fine. Again, sweep it under the rug.

This dizziness and full-headed feeling, the hearing loss only amped up from there, getting so bad at times that I could barely hear my charge nurse speaking to me “Sorry I’m deaf today” was my new mantra. By the end of February, I felt as if I were walking on the deck of a ship in the middle of the perfect storm.

Yet, when I drove, I was fine. Get out of the car and hello, back to Pirate Jack’s Black Pearl. Our Obama Care insurance kicked in March 1^st and I made an appointment. I perplexed Jen, my FNP. We tried a few things, mainly Meclizine, and some of that oddness went away. The hearing loss, not so much. But I wasn’t on the Black Pearl 24/7 and started, in small little increments, feeling like the Jan of old.

A visit to the ENT and a confirmation of what I had thought it was, Meniere’s Disease. MD. A disease that is different for everyone, with of course, the standard symptoms, which, as standard as they are, still vary from patient to patient. After an MRI to make sure I didn’t have a tumor, we added a light diuretic to my med regime and I am doing my own balance and strength program, I am slowly learning to live with what could be a debilitating disease.

 

It is, however, a terrifying thing to know that someday I will be deaf in at least my right ear, if not both. That drop attacks could force me to stop doing the job I love. (I recently graduated as a PT assistant). That the underlying vertigo might come back and driving, walking the dog, and being productive might be a thing of the past.

People at work don’t understand that I can be 100% on Saturday and in the middle of the night my world turns into a tapestry of chaos where the world no long sits still, that I am on the equator of the world and we are going at 1000 revolutions a minute. That I feel as if I’ve been run over by an elephant on Sunday and my sole function that day is to eat and sleep and survive until the next and hope that Monday is better.

Every single soul with MD has unique symptoms. I have one that I’ve not heard of anyone mentioning on the message boards as of yet. Heat. In doing C.N.A. work I give whirlpools, the room can get up to 90-100 degrees of wet, sticky heat. But my residents are wet and naked, it needs to be warm. Slowly, each day that I do whirlpools, I feel the heaviness in my head begin and the dizziness start to creep into me. Whirlpool days are my FAVE day of the week. It’s the day I can pamper and I make it a spa day for my residents, with music and great smelling soap and lotions. But each time I do WP’s, I feel that anxiety ebbing into me, will I have a drop attack? Will I have a panic attack? I was doing WP’s twice a week, but this was bringing on attacks and forcing me to call out. If I can’t drive to work, that means I’m not well enough for work. How do we put into words that each time we push our bodies its making the attacks worse? Of no fault of the person doing my scheduling, but even if one WP is on Monday and the other on Thursday, the in between time isn’t a recovery period. I will never recover from MD, it is like MS or Parkinson’s or Muscular Dystrophy. I have it. I must make adjustments to deal with it, adjust how I work, how I move, how much I eat and drink. Sometimes this falls on deaf ears (pun intended) – they, people w/o MD, don’t “get it”. It is not a complaint.  A fact of life. 

Each day is a new little battle. I have found that a balance, cardio and strength routine at the gym is helping. I feel as though my recovery time after an attack is shorter and that my balance is far better. I know that exercise isn’t for everyone, but for me, it seems to help with the recovery time, not the attacks. As time goes on, I am sure I will learn more about this disease and how I cope with it and put a positive spin on a disease that keeps on spinning.

Jan Marie

NMCC Reading Series

Every year Jan Grieco puts on a reading series at Northern Maine Community College.  She brings in writers to speak to her class and to share their own writing.  Par of the curriculum of the class, a requirement, is to read in the library during April.  Your own work.  Which can be daunting at times for some young writer.  But a great experience nonetheless.  This year Jan invited Shonna Milliken Humphrey and Bruce Pratt. 

Below are the photos of the 3 days of readings. 

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TV Shows

So my friend, Ryan Whitehouse (BigCalfGuy.com) posted on his blog about TV shows.  Of course, I’m a big pop culture nut and ranted in his comments.  So I decided to grab those comments and make my own post.

These are the TV Shows I set my laptop/kindle/phone aside for, typically I write, semi-read the news and play with pictures, check HuffingtonPost, etc while we watch TV.

Castle!

I began watching Castle for Nathan Fillion, a huge fan of his since (gulp) One Life To Live.  Canadian Born Fillion is a wonderful actor and not hard on the eyes.  The 1st episode hooked me.  Fillion didn’t hook me, Stana Katic did.  The short hair, the sassy the no holds barred take down approach.  I swear the character was written as a man and acted by this gorgeous woman.  Whom, until this, I thought was Russian (she was on Heroes previously w/a dead on Russian accent).  They (the producers, PTB) butched up Beckett from day one.  The suits.  The hair.  But her attitude has remained, softened in some ways, but she’s still the “I will get you” detective.

(season 1 Beckett)

(Season 6 Beckett)

For a full two seasons we watch as Rick Castle tries to charm Kate Beckett, their chemistry evolves.  Their first kiss wasn’t even a real kiss, but a rouse.  But their banter, (Castle biting his knuckle like a girl when Beckett teases him) has remained true.

(most of my ringtones are Castle Ringtones)

It has the humor element, decent acting, some of the plots are out there, but worth the watch. The characters are great, it has Easter eggs here and there, a pretty decent mystery piece and, it has Stana Katic.

Arrow

Now I am usually a Marvel girl. Comic wise. I decided to watch the premiere of Arrow on the CW. I remember the lead actor from years before as a spin instructor on Queer as Folk (I liked his voice).

Then the Salmon Ladder – Oh.  My.  Goodness.

Once I got past the drool factor (Stephen Amell is eyecandy!) and got into the story it had it all. Mystery, redemption, action (oh the action) gadgets, a few pretty girls (Felicity!) romance, sex. Oliver was presumed dead when the Queens Gambit sank. I give props to Amell, he plays 4 different Oliver’s. Pre-Island Oliver the playboy silly guy. Island Oliver who is wimpy and beat and then Oliver Queen the son who has come back after 5 years of being away on an Island (alone) and he plays the Vigilant/Arrow. Their secondary cast of Diggle (his black driver, its a joke in the show), Felicity (his girl Friday), Thea (the rebellious sister) Roy (The wrong side of the tracks bf of Thea), Maura Queen (Oliver’s Mom), Laural (Ollie’s ex gf, whose sister died on the Queens Gambit)…. they’ve wicked guest stars, wonderful “Easter Eggs” for fans of DC comics. Season Two has just upped that to the point where I am counting down the days until the show is on Hulu.com.  Introduce the Black Canary.  (SPOILER!!!!)  I won’t say it, but I’ll show it.  Who is part of the League of Assassins and, just so much goodness.

And girls can do the Salmon Ladder too!

Tightly written, I’ve not yet found a “plot hole” as a writer I’m always looking for those. (Season 1 on Netflix and Amell runs his own Facebook page)

Continuum:

Starring Maine’s Own Rachel Nichols (follow her on twitter and instagram, funny girl and usually a blonde, FYI). Its about Cameron (Nichols) who is from the future and is thrust into the past along with several criminal elements who want to take down the world. There is a huge emotional element I wasn’t expecting and its all due to Nichols wicked acting. After a lot of missteps (Alias, Criminal Minds), she finally found a vehicle for her acting. Many of the cast are Canadian and that brings one thing doesn’t matter how good they look, if they can act, they are hired. The story lines are all how can I change this to not change the future, but several twists keep things interesting. The tech is fun, but for me that emotional piece and struggle for Cameron is what really keeps me hook to the show. (S1 and S2 on Netflix)

Lost Girl.

What is Lost Girl? Do you like well written, tightly woven, and intricately told TV shows? Then tune into Lost Girl, a Canadian produced sci-fi fantasy show starring Anna Silk (from Fredricton Canada, btw) as Bo. A succubus. The fae (werewolves, sirens, shape shifters and all other sorts of fantasy creatures) are the main focus here. BE WARNED! There is sex. Boy on girl, girl on girl, boy and two girls, name the combo, you’ve got it! There be a whole lotta kissing going on as Bo loves everyone.

Aside from the chemistry that Silk has with, well, everyone (no not kidding, let her sweet talk a telephone pole and ppl would watch). Well acted. Well written (and I have sat and watched this series TWICE and no holes, none! I love me a good script writer). Well acted. Well shot. It does not hide that it is in Canada, btw. I just all around love this show it is my guilty pleasure and I tell everyone about it. I am guilty of loving Lost Girl.

There is also action.

But aside from the kissing, the chemistry, the great writing, the stellar cast – there is Kenzi-isms.

(S1, S2 and S3 on Netflix)

We, Jules and I, have a list of other shows, but these are the ones that I do nothing but stare at the TV, picking up all aspects of every nuisance of every moment of these shows.  There are few shows I will “re” watch.  Alias, Buffy, Angel, Firefly, Queer as Folk, being ones that I watch again and again.  (I own the 1st script of Alias, signed by the stars, GEEK!).  All the above shows, I’ve watched twice (if not more!).

Up Close

I love the marco option on my 70-300 lens.  I love getting close but being far away. 

 

Like Mr. Frog. Good luck getting a nice photo of Mr. Frog with a standard lens.  Either you’d fall in or Mr. Frog would take a powder. 

This is Dutch, taken from across the room.  She’s a cute cat, but try and get to close and that moment of cuteness is gone. 

At NMCC one day, Gail Roy comes to me and asks “Do you have your camera?”  Silly question, it is usually in my car.  Outside a small bat was nestled against the building.  The angle was odd, but this lil guy was cute!  

Out walking last winter and that lovely red in a sea of white.  And no reason to walk the quarter mile to get a nice closeup. 

To the naked eye, its just the air disturbance, but to a telephoto lens, it’s a plane in a full climb. 

Or you go off walking and come back to find your adorable nephew naked and in mid jump (the flower is post editing )

One of my fave shots.  Taken on top of the mountain in front of my house – In the bigger photo, the shadows even display the webbing and patterns of the wings. 

That’s all for now! 

Jan Marie