It’s a York County bridge!!

I heard back from Dover Township very quickly.  The bridge ID#66722009243209 and here is what they had to say:

Ms Crider,
the bridge is maintained by York County.
According to a PennDOT list of York County bridges it was inspected in Feb 2009 and due to be inspected the end of this month.

He also gave me the name and phone number of the gentleman who would know more about that specific bridge.  So, now I’m on a personal search for information on this bridge.  I sent my original webblog page “who’s bridge is this?” to this contact person and also requested information on its history.  coincidentally, I have to write a non-fiction story about something I feel closely about.  Since I already have the momentum flowing, I’m going to stick with the Beaver Hole bridge theme. 

These pictures are from July last year.  My sister is so graceful.  She winds up in the water every time we go to Beaver Hole.  Tesla and Blaine love it there and it makes for beautiful background in pictures. 

The most recent picture is of Tesla yesterday. 

More posts to come about Beaver Hole and the story of the BIG LEAF FIND!

Obsessed with everything

How not to label your kids clothes

who does this?!?!

I couldn’t help but notice the huge DAD written in permanent marker on my daughter’s pants tag.  I looked twice as I turned them inside right, preparing them for the laundry.  Yes, it did say DAD on Tesla’s pants.  So I grab her shirt and checked out the tagless Walmart blouse.  It’s really cute shirt with a little carousel horse on it.  Tesla just LOVES horses and this was the first I ever saw this outfit, clearly new.  Yes, it did say DAD on the inside of her tagless shirt.  WHO labels their child’s clothing with DAD?  Even if he did buy it for her (or perhaps a new girlfriend did) it’s still TESLA’s clothes.  At what age does a child of a man who is obsessed with what he has and what he can buy stop seeing DAD inside her clothes, new or old.  Eventually, new clothes are old.  This whole situation is just getting old, but never dull.  Seriously, I can’t make this shit up.

You’re Fuckin Up Our Lives, Dude

She won’t eat.

She won’t eat at the table.

Is it just you and her at the table?

Why does that matter?

It Matters!

No it’s not just her and I eating at the table.

Well maybe that’s why.

What difference would that make?

Because she doesn’t want to eat dinner at the table with a different family all the time!

Because she doesn’t want to call you anymore.

Because she doesn’t talk about you or whoever you’re with anymore.

Nothing.

Except

She doesn’t want to call you.

She doesn’t want to see you.

She doesn’t want to live with you.

She doesn’t want you telling her what she must do.

How I see it

Not to be harsh

She’s folded her hand with you.

She’s done.

Put her first.

Stop with the money.

Stop with the custody.

Stop with the house.

Stop with the business.

Stop with women!

She’s tired of your bullshit too.

You’re fucking up our lives, Dude!

Move ON!!!!!

CLICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Footnotes:Don’t you miss the days when slamming down a phone with an actual cord gave you a sense of satisfaction?