Thursday, May 26, 2016

Enny Hoo

Enny hoo, the reference  at the end of yesterday's blog of mine to the sads  is only relative to my recovery process. That was a heckuva operation and one does have to recover in many ways.  About there but a good mindset is imperative.

I am especially hungry this morning.  I only had two pieces of toast and a nanner.  I see that will not do.  I always have been a breakfast eater and miss my eggies I usually have.  I was lazy today and thought to get by with no protein.  Yup.  That didn't go over well.

Gonna re-do Admiral's Twitter I think.  Have to get another email account to do it.  Hate that part.  She wants to go to the pawties and can't as she has no Twitter ID any longer.  I'll see what I can do.

Of course it's raining.  What else is new? And for pity sake; as the old saying goes...if that is all you have to complain about you have it made!

I see a black moon rising in the top crow's nest.  Barely  visible...but enough to give me an ear worm!

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

The Smallest Thing

The smallest thing can and often does make my day.

I was on a routine trip to Kroger and since it is the Kroger Marketplace, it is very large with many things in and around it.  One of the things is a jewelry store.  But first things first.

I had gone in to get lettuce which was easily seen and some Oscar Meyer bacon pieces.  I could not find them so I asked an employee who took me allllll the way over to where they were.  I was very grateful as I had done my mile in a manner of speaking, looking for them.   She was cheerful as well as helpful.  A credit to the store.  Then, as I had purposefully brought two watches with me; one needing a battery and one needing a crystal, I went to the jewelry store.   Remember when I said a dishonest person at another jewelry store while changing the battery, broke the crystal of my favorite watch and lied saying *I* had to have broken it.  I was mad but sad as well as it is one of my favorite watches.  And a crystal, just a plain every day one,  not sapphire, is 70 some dollars.  So I left it there at the new jewelry store I have just spoken of to be repaired and get a battery replaced in another favorite watch.  She held the one with a broken crystal a long time and admired every detail of the watch's face.  It is a Mercury dime.  Usually I dislike seeing US coinage used as jewelry as I am a very serious collector.  It is defacing the coin to use it for jewelry to me.  However, I sunk to a new level when I saw this watch.  Sterling silver, except the back piece and of course silver Mercury dime  inside.  Thick black watch band. Had to have it so about 18 years ago, I caved and bought it.   The employee held it the longest  time and said how awesome it is, the watch, and I agree every bit with that.  Made my heart glad that someone else appreciated it.  So, that was the second of two events that made my afternoon.  My experience there at the jewelry store and the Kroger employee made two events.  AND for new customers, the first watch battery is free!  Beat THAT with a stick, why don't 'cha?

Then, the owner of this one came over, and  engaged me in at least 10 minutes of the most fun conversation.  Made my afternoon,,,the Kroger associate and the jewelry store employee and owner.

Sure makes up for the bad clerk who shattered  my watch face and lied.  Different store of course and they said of that happens they will make it good.

Just enjoying my day after a few days of being a bit sad.  xoxo

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Well, THAT was nice!

Me, my daughter-in-law and the grand baby were all at the Children's Museum today.  I haven't been there since my own were of an age to want to go.  It was great fun and for a one year old, he did very well despite teething about four teeth at once including two MOLARS for pity sake!!

There were many things that t were interactive and he got to play with them all.  One thing was The Water Room.  It has a play ship, and a "river" with locks that the children can operate so they might learn the meaning of the word when spoken of in a maritime connotation.

He released the wooden boats several times though he wasn't aware of  the consequences or why of what he was doing.  No consequence, as he adored playing in the water.

We saw many hats in one of the play rooms where there were puzzles, desks and other items children love.  I commented on how creative (I assumed the next part of this sentence) the women who made Some of these things were.  I said that particular gene had passed me by and I have never been creative in the usual way we women can be and often are.  Oh...I draw, paint and do decorative sewing, or did once upon a time when I had time.  But crafts are beyond me.  I despaired of that on occasion but my daughter-in-law said "Oh, you have talent. You are a wordsmith." I was very flattered.  I asked how she knew--- and she said it was very easy to know  as she has read many thing including my blog here as well as Katie's blog along with a few short stories and excerpts I have sent her of some of my work.  I never knew she appreciated it and that she knew that was ME in therm.  But I do now and I feel very happy to have learned she feels that way.  Very complimented as to me that description of me IS a great compliment.

She has gone back through the blog here and read many of my Mother's day and Birthday blogs to my sons and as the words came straight from my inner being, she felt their strength and love.  She sees I love my human and my fur children.

Great day today.  And they did have some other fascinating things  there at the museum as well.  A big ol' Underwood old OLD typewriter. old OLD heavy black phones with those cords they used to have. All thick and black and looking like a boa constrictor on a diet!

Here's my little feller....

Monday, May 9, 2016

A Conundrum

What's a fella to do?  Nothing really, as the issue I will speak to is inevitable and never ending.

What issue, you ask with perhaps feigned interest?  Well, I have a Toyota Corolla.  It's a smaller car...certainly in comparison to SUV's and giant "muscle" pick up trucks.

Both they and I in my little car have equal rights (to coin a phrase), to be out, about and thus to park in a parking lot. That's where my trouble comes in.

I will have parked, say, in WallyWorld.  All is well with birds singing, sun shining and "Happy Days Are Here Again" being whistled somewhere in the world.

I go into the store... which ever store I am there to go into...and lo!  When I come back out my car is either sandwiched between two gigantic behemoth SUV's  (or trucks, or one of each!!!) and trying to back out of the space becomes a nightmare.  I inch out very slowly only to hear the blare of a horn as I dare trespass just beyond my parking slot to try creeping out each inch of the way hoping to finally be able to see if anyone is coming down the lane so I can back out, turn and leave.  I have to move backward for several feet before I can actually see to leave my parking space.  That seems to incense those who are cruising the lane behind me to find a spot for them to park.  Seeing someone (me) dare to back out  slowly and carefully, enables a feature built into their vehicles I guess.  The feature makes the vehicle blow its horn several times and perhaps have its owner scream at me for daring to try to leave without positioning spotters that I should have brought along for that
purpose when I should know that giant SUV's and trucks will be bedside me.  How dare I neglect that!

My bad.  Tune in tomorrow as another chapter unfolds of "Stuff Happens".

Look at that! A heart.  At least my BREAD loves me!

Tuesday, April 26, 2016


Hazel.  Meaner than a striped snake.  Not worth killin'. The worst of the worst.  Just bad!  Would't pull her outta a burning building if she were in one!!

Oh maybe 15 years ago, a girlfriend and I started out for our long LONG walk and jog...usually a good 7 miles... and the twilight we began in turned into dusk.  Dark.  But we kept on jogging up and down all the hills on the sidewalk.  I was in good shape so much).

So, we were trotting along down the sidewalk in the dark except for street lights here and there (the pink sodium vapor ones).  and WHAM!  My right thigh connected with Hazel.  Who is she besides all the things I said in the first lines here in the blog?  Easy.   She is one of many named by Penny and I  fire hydrants in the city situated wherever the City decided to put them-- and among them is Hazel.  Ugly squatty Hazel who is still right smack in the middle of the sidewalk.  I might add all of our sidewalks are paved asphalt.

We neither of us saw her there lying in wait for un-suspecting and silly in-the-dark-joggers.  But she was there and man, she nailed me good!  I had an almost football sized black bruise on the front my thigh by morning.  I limped back home of course after colliding with her.  I went nowhere for three or four weeks and though the bruise still looked horrible there was some green forming around some of the black/purple edges of the bruise, so I started out again just walking, not running, and only for a few miles.

I never went to the doctor.  I did not apply the RICE therapy to my leg as it is spoken of as I  had no real knowledge of it.  But weeks and weeks later I got better.

Hazel is on my list to this moment let me tell you! Just looking at her you can tell with your bare eyes her vicious nature.

There are by the way far more female hydrants in town than males ones. Go figure! .  Harry was farther up the hill.

Just sayin'

Thursday, April 14, 2016

One of those weeks.

Here is a Methuselah tree.  Isn't it magnificent?  They won't tell you THE one that is the oldest for fear that people with destroy it or harm it.  But it is one of the Methuselah trees of several in the frame of the picture.

May we grow old like this first in friendship and love and with the other.

Saturday, April 2, 2016

Got 'er Done

Whew.  Finally got all the weeds that I can get at  pulled and disposed of over the fence and into my woods.  I have fertilized the azaleas with their azalea food and gave the same thing to my gardenia.  I hope everyone does well.  We had some substantial rain right after I fed everyone including the one remaining rose...and it all seems to have seeped into the ground.

I had Preen left over from a few years ago and spread that thickly where I had weeded.  It is so danged nice to look out of my front door, stand on the porch, look both ways and NO WEEDS!  Took me 4 days to get all 40 ft. finished.  I could have done more each session, but why.  I needed to get my wrists and hands/knuckles used to hard (trust me)  pulling and labor.  Already doing much better on that.  Good to reawaken unused muscles and sinews.  My back is doing pretty well and so are my squatting muscles.  Good thing as they really went through the wringer.

A cat I know crawled into bed with me  last night (of course).  I woke to turn over and there was a back pressed into my belly.  My pj top had risen a bit and she took full advantage of the literal body heat.  Even if she is hotter than me by temp, she said I sure beat nothing as it was chill in the house last night.  I stayed where I was rather than disturb her.

Have to start thinking what to fix for supper tonight.  And I got great news yesterday after a test  was one which shows me  how vastly I have improved.  No wonder I feel so well.  I'm the usual whirlwind I always was.  It feels so good to go from one work project to another to another and accomplish things.  I think I took 15 years off my feels-like age.

Loved the walk this morning  Will start increasing the length week by week.  I will not get back to my 8 miles round trip per day I imagine but you never know.

I put my hummingbird feeder out.  I imagine it will be several weeks though before mine show back up.  But I'm ready!


Here's the Hummingbird family feeder. Just put out.  My homemade nectar.