Confession: I Own A Piece Of Land In The Poconos But I’ve Never Seen It

Several year ago…I don’t know maybe 7 years ago, (I’d have to check the paperwork) I participated in a LandCentral.com sweepstakes to win a piece of land. It was fairly low entries and there were several pieces of land to choose from. I figured I’d never win but if I did I’d pick one I’d think I could sell.

I participated in a twitter party for LandCentral and I was announced as the grand prize winner. I freakin’ won the piece of land!

** note my twitter handle was @angiewith3 then. That was before baby #4 came around and I decided to change it to something more geared to my blog, IE @LuvSavingMoney **

So I was given a few choices none of which were prime-time land (which I could only assume is why the were giving it away). One was 2 acres of desert land in California. Another was a small area in some swamp-type land in Florida, …I can’t remember the others but my choice ended up being a small piece of land in the Poconos of Pennsylvania. See, I live in Pennsylvania so I figured it would be easier tax-wise and for the selling process.

I had to sign a few e-docs with LandCentral and before long I had the deed and a bunch of information in the mail. So I immediately tried to sell it. I started trying to contact realtors in that general area. The one guy I talked to said they didn’t find a piece of land in the Poconos in my name. At that point I thought I was in some weird scam. Then about a month or two after that I got a bill from the tax person for that county for my piece of land and it was in someone else’s name. I thought, what is going on?!

So I call the tax lady She kindly explains to me that the bill would be in the other person’s name until I paid the taxes. I paid the taxes and then the tax bills started coming in my name.

I was a little timid still so I held off on trying to sell it for a while. Each year I got the tax bill for the land and each year I paid it. I finally decided I was going to try selling it again. I live about 4 hours from the Poconos so emailing is the best option for me. I’ve yet to get someone to get in-touch with me via email to help me sell my land.

So here I am 7 years later still paying on land in the Poconos that I’ve never seen, will never use, and who knows if I’ll ever sell. lol So that’s my weird confession.


I’m Eating Shit on a Shingle and I Like It

As a kid I was raised in a family of 6. I lived in a 1/2 a house (or duplex if you will) in an old mining town. My parents were not rich. My dad had worked for a company called NAVco but kept getting periodically laid off. My mom would occasionally work a minimum wage part-time job here and there. One was at Hills department store. Eventually my dad got a job with the Post Office and things got a little better. I have to say that we always had enough. I never remember being hungry.

Very rarely if at all did we have things like packaged snack cakes, name brand chips, steaks, or roasts or the gimmick treats like dunkaroos or gushers. I remember homemade pizzas, baked mac n’ cheese, honey bread, peanut butter and jelly roll ups, and shit on a shingle. Well we actually didn’t call it that back then. My mom simply called it cream of mushroom soup over toast. My mom didn’t swear much and she didn’t want us to call it that. This was the poor man’s version of shit on a shingle (S.O.S.) . You can find recipes online that actually call for chipped beef and a bunch of ingredients. From my understanding that is the true shit on a shingle but this is the version I grew up with.

I disliked cream of mushroom soup, I preferred cream of chicken soup over toast. BUT, my mom and dad like cream of mushroom soup so that’s what it usually was. I just scraped the mushrooms off and ate it anyway.

I heard it started as a food many service people ate during the war. My grandfather talked about how it was a meal in the mines.

Today I have my own family of 6 but we’re better off than my parents were. I still introduced my kids to S.O.S. and they like it too. It’s not something we have all the time. It’s just one of those things I like when the mood hits.

Have you ever ate S.O.S.?


Penn State Extension Offering “Dining With Diabetes” Course

If you or someone you care about has recently been diagnosed with Diabetes, it can be hard to wade through all the information rushing at you. Medication changes/additions, diet changes, lifestyle changes, can all be overwhelming. Talking to your doctor or a dietician can definitely help. Penn State Extension wants to help with their “Dining with Diabetes” course.

Pictures used with permission of Penn State Extension via PR contact


“Dining with Diabetes” is a nationally accredited diabetes education program that is geared toward anyone who has type 2 diabetes or pre-diabetes, has a family member with type 2 diabetes, or is at risk for developing diabetes. Trained extension educators, in consultation with registered dietitians and diabetes educators, lead the discussions.

Each class offers information on healthy food and physical activity choices, food demonstrations and tasting, and guidance on important numbers to know for managing diabetes. In addition to program-related booklets, participants will receive the Dining with Diabetes cookbook and have the option of having their A1C tested at the first and follow-up classes. A1C is a nonfasting blood test obtained by a finger stick. Results show a three-month average blood glucose level.

For more information or to register, visit the Penn State Extension website at extension.psu.edu/dining-with-diabetes or call 877-345-0691. You can search the courses by county to find one near you.

Individuals who want to learn how to better manage diabetes are invited to participate in a course offered by Penn State Extension from 12:00 p.m. to 2:00 p.m. on November 1, 8, 15, and 22 at the Ross Library, 232 West Main Street Lock Haven, PA. This class will be offered for free. Reference the link above to find more availability at other Penn State Extensions.

When it comes to your health, classes like these can be a fun and valuable way to learn from experts on what to do. It’s a great venue to ask questions. Why would this choice be better than that choice? I love (insert food) what can be a good substitute? What exactly is A1C? Etc

If you know someone who could benefit from these courses, please share this post with them.


25% off Gen Admission at the National Aviary on September 25, 2019

This year we decided to get a National Aviary family membership since we didn’t go on vacation this year. I had been wanting to revisit the aviary for some time. My kids had never seen it. It’s such an immersive and unique experience. Check out our most recent National Aviary visit here to see what to expect and tips.

On Wednesday, September 25, 2019 all visitors will enjoy a 25% off discount on general admission rates. This is part of a year of monthly promotions to celebrate the Allegheny Regional Asset Districts (RAD) 25th year and the significant support they, and the Pittsburgh community, have provided to the National Aviary. Visitors can expect something new on the 25th of each month this year.

Each month’s activity will be announced via the 25 RADical Years webpage on the National Aviary web site www.aviary.org, via social media using the hashtag #RAD25 and in the National Aviary’s Airmail e-newsletter. Announcements will be made on the 26th day of each month for the following month’s activity.

Checkout my National Aviary visit post and visit aviary.org to plan your trip and learn more about the National Aviary in Pittsburgh, PA.


Living in a Small Coal Town in Pennsylvania

I live in an old mining town in Pennsylvania. There are lots of little mine areas designated by numbers. There is still some coal mining that happens from one active mine area in our town. At any given time during a regular work day you see many a coal truck carrying loads of coal or returning to the mine to reload.

Our town was built on mining. It was big business many years ago. In fact, both of my grandfathers were coal miners in the same mine. Also a melting pot area, we had Italians, Germans, Hungarians, Slovaks, and lots of other people from different nationalities. My grandfather used to talk about how the Hungarians (which is our heritage) use to group together. The same with the other nationalities. He’d talk about how the mine bosses used to use it as a competition who would get more loads done the Hungarians or the Italians? The Slovaks or the Irish?

Those days are long gone now. In a town where many people worked for the mines in some capacity, now only a handful do. The coal trucks run along our small town roads. More than once have I been behind a coal truck to have a chunk of coal fly off the back of a truck and strike my windshield. More than once have I had to call my insurance agency to have the chip in my windshield fixed before it became a bigger problem. But it doesn’t cost any thing if it’s not too big to repair rather than replace the the glass. Just a small piece of vehicle maintenance that is better taken care of early than to wait for it to become a bigger, more expensive problem.

We actually have trains that run through town fairly often loaded with coal two. Twice in the last few years the train has derailed. Even with some of the issues it is kinds of nice to see our town still doing some of the work that it was built on. Though I don’t think coal is the future.