Thursday, September 29, 2011

Coming to an End?

Went to therapy today and from the conversation..especially when they asked if I wanted to continue, I gather it's possibly my call?  Chip?  I made an appt. to go see the orthopedic surgeon anyway..Monday and see what he says.  I am not back to rights yet.  I've come a long way but I still have weak fingers and missing some range of motion.

Absolutely stunningly beautiful day these past two. Typical October days in appearance even though we are still here in September at least through tomorrow.  Deep deep blue sky as in the daisy picture I took and put in as the header.  Brilliant cool sunshine..low humidity..glad you're alive days.

I have been very busy this past week.  Amazingly so and have not attended to much of anything computer-wise except Her Majesty's blog and Twitter.  Oh..oh, I can tell I am feeling better mentally as I have been applying fake tan again!  Sure sign.  No, really.

That and being an awful flirt. Oh well.  That's me.  I took the flower pic in the Spring.

xoxo




Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Lecture on Photography

 I got to attend a lecture given by the brilliant photog, Bill Fortney entitled "Learning to See Photographically". What a great 2 1/2 hours. I loved every WORD! I am always so blind to everything around me. I have always known that but looking at all of those fabulous (298) examples of his..breathtaking. I have no imagination but right now, I am inspired. He was talking about the craft of photography to some small degree  (hardware, settings, etc) but he emphasized the ART of photography in the lecture. Seeing art and interest in the simplest of things..things I have always just passed on by, and things I just see and take no note of! What a night. Loved it. It opened my eyes so much that looking at a storm grate on the way to the car got my interest.  I also loved that he said whatever light you happen to be in (when things change from the ideal) make something good from that light.  Look until you find what works in it, to photograph.  

Horst, you would have LOVED this presentation.  The guy has a great personality too.  Very humble (for real, not fake) and so filled with ideas and information that you can use.  

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

OW OW OW

WHOA Nelly!  Rose up out of my chair today!  Bending my hand backward.  (therapist)  WHOOOO WHEEEEE!

Going to a lecture on photography tonight. Hope I can find it..the place I mean.  I will have the GPS but you know how they are.  Unless you pay a kazillion dollars they don't tell you street names, just that there's a turn ahead so many yards.  In the dark, that's not always helpful.

Miss Catt aka the Admiral says she is taking her pill but..she's not eating as much as I wish she would.  Before long she will have to go back and get her nails cut and then, she'll be weighed.  I hope against hope she will not have lost more weight.  She can't afford it.  But mind she is feeling better than ever now and has been since getting sprung from Vet Jail.  She IS eating, just not heaps.  No need to worry yet.

Beautiful day after several days of rain and drear, so grateful for that.  One of the things I got for my birthday is a small painting of my most favorite flower of all..always, and that is a violet.  It's 12 by 12 inches with mat so I can't find a frame.  Hence I took it off to the framers place.  $60.00 later...and three weeks (they are backed up) I will have it on my wall.

I also got Jackie Kennedy's memoirs book..hard back.  Came with many CD's.  I need to get started on that as I am busting to see all she has said during their time in the WH.  It IS historical. I also got a mirror that looks like an Apple iBook!  I love that thing.

See you at your houses..if you have cookies, I'll stay a spell.






Monday, September 26, 2011

Even Better

Oh goodness, talk about a great birthday.  Not only all I wrote yesterday but today about 1530 I got a phone call from my teacher son in Charlotte and he asked the class to sing Happy Birthday to me and boy, did they ever!  It was great fun, I enjoyed that so much.  All combined I have had the nicest birthday ever.  Seriously.  I am so fortunate to have three sons who are the way they are.  One thing for sure..I love them each dearly and as always, I feel fortunate to have had them.  What a privilege.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

WHAT a BIG Surprise!!!

Guys and Ladies, I had THE best surprise ever.  Today is my birthday yes, but yesterday is when I had my BIG day!  When I wrote yesterday's blog and said I had to get cracking..little did I know that a couple hours later, I would get a birthday shocker a day in advance.

My youngest was coming to take me to lunch as Saturday was easier what with commitments on Sunday. So when he came in the door he said to hurry, he was hungry.  I went to the car, and there was my oldest boy.  Not a surprise there really as I half way expected it.  So I piled into the back and off we went.  When we got to the restaurant which he insisted we were going to despite my suggestions otherwise,  and took my gifts in TOO..I tried to dissuade them. Seemed so unnecessary.  Let's open them at home I said. As we went in..instead of waiting to be seated, the sons led the way back and I thought.."that kid looks just like my grandson!  Just like him!"  I was going to point that out to my youngest but he was hurtling forward at the speed of light. Then I saw cameras! That WAS my grandson and he was videotaping me and the rest of us as we steam rolled into the restaurant. There was a surprise party and even my son and grandson from Charlotte had driven all the way here to be present!  I was shocked! I loved it.  There was a centerpiece of, what else but Hello Kitty..and those blowy thingies that you blow into and they unroll..just a fun loud party and I was caught completely unaware. Best birthday (and shocker) I ever had..bar none. So happy birthday to me today and yesterday which was the birthday eve so to speak.  My son and g-son are gone now..he's a teacher and work awaits tomorrow and lesson planning and grading all the way home (g-son doing the grading) and here I am with a big smile and a wonderful memory of the big reveal yesterday.  I was shown the text messages too that flew back and forth before I got there.  Cars were parked where I couldn't see to spoil the surprise before we got there.

I am blessed!  Here's a few of those blowy thingies and the centerpiece and my grandson.





Saturday, September 24, 2011

Saturday

The girl is home as some of you know and doing extraordinarily well.  It was worth every green paper to see her this happy and normal.  She still has her hypercalcemia but for now, it is knocked back into the corner and allowing her some relief and happiness.  Me too.  She's an older lady too..we mustn't forget. :-)

Chilly out today and when I leave in a few minutes I will be wearing a jean jacket. By the way, if I were still married, I would be celebrating (?) my anniversary today.  I'm not married now and so I can just smile as the day goes by.  :-)))

Have a lot to get done.  The youngest is coming over at noon..we'll go out to lunch and it'll be great having him here for a bit.

Gotta get cracking..just wanted to tell anyone who knows the Admiral that she is back and shining like the sun right now.  Never did get mad at me for taking her there.  That is a surprise.

See you soon.  Been by to several.






Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Good Grief

Good grief.  When I wrote that last blog I didn't know I would be in a drama here with the cat.  She was far sicker than I thought.  I thought she was just out of sorts and needed some different med for her appetite.  I was wrong and she diminished in size to just over 6 pounds,  down from 8 which was down from 11.  And the thing wrong is her blood calcium.  She will always have the condition and it will take her from me eventually.  But we try to keep her comfortable and eating.  So far we have and she's been fairly happy until the past 2 weeks.  She went to the hospital Monday and she's still there.  Hoping that she will come home tomorrow.  She will have another blood profile in the morning to see how she has progressed.

Her arm is shaved for her IV..a metered one..nutrients and meds in it aside from the liquids she needs.  I take her food in for her since she didn't eat until I did (which broke my heart) and fed her from my hand.  I laid my arms inside her cage and loved on her for half an hour at a time and told her things she should know..get her caught up on her bloggie and Twitter furiends..of which she has plenty.  She felt all the love and purrs and prayers coming her way.  I am hoping she gets sprung tomorrow!

xoxoxoxo

Saturday, September 17, 2011

You Never Know

It's a given that you never know..you aren't always (or even usually) in control and again, you never know.

I was noting to my oldest who was here over night that as I ran around crisscrossing my own invisible tracks in and out of the house..handling everything with ease and getting a lot of things done that as per usual...you never fully appreciate what you have until you don't have it any more.  My accident with the horrible blow to my leg and the resulting infection that set up..the pain, swelling and yes, fear regarding that infection..the broken right wrist..all of it put me to only sitting barely able to move at all for weeks though I wouldn't say it here in the blog how bad it really was. (some blogger family knew because they called me up and had to hear all the torrid details) Thank goodness (literally) that family gathered around me to assist while I was helpless.

Why say all of this old news? Just that you never appreciate what you have till it is taken from you.  For 6 weeks I was as helpless as any infant almost only that I could make a stab at bathing..sort of..and I could talk.  That's about it.

So today, as I whizzed around getting everything that needed doing, done, I was as I have always been..deeply thoroughly appreciative of the gift of a normal life..and in this case- again.

As I was coming out of a store this afternoon, a woman was driving too fast through the pick up lane in front of the store and almost hit me.  She and I locked eyes in her rear view mirror.  There was no use in accosting her, though just a few years ago I would have done so and she'd take a while to get over it.  But I have put those days behind me I think as it accomplishes nothing and diminishes me.  I hope I am made of better stuff.

But, you never know.  From one second in time to the next you don't know what will happen, why, to whom and how.  Food for thought.

PeeESS:  Some of the blogging family in the Admiral's blogging family and here were such staunch and continual support to me in that really black time that I can never say enough how grateful I am.  The Admiral and I both have friends of the heart.  Though we have not met, still the genuine love and caring is there..both ways.  Mary, Simba, Rosemary,  Michi san, my Sis, Beth, Carol Dee are among the ones who cared enough to call and email frequently, sometimes every day and though I could only say how much in pain I was, they never flagged in their friendship and care. Twitter friends and the Twitter prayercircle there and constant mention and my Flickr cat family there..they are gold and gems....was uplifting and  I feel like a rich woman with the kindness and love and get better gifts and cards that I received. Know you are loved in return.  xoxoxox

Friday, September 16, 2011

Is it me?

Is it just me or does anyone else feel that the freedom of speech that is usually spoken of in this country has disappeared in a large part.  Seems if you say something not "politically correct" the press and other media attack you. Not the everyday person usually as we aren't important enough in their eyes--.not that they won't ask slanted questions of the so-called man in the street to try to bear out their "potitically correct" opinions, but the media.  You must not even remotely appear to disagree with the "politically correct" or they, the media, mostly TV media will bring fire and other horrors raining down on you.  No..not referring to anything in particular as I don't watch the news because of the other blogs I wrote a week ago.  Just sayin'.  If anyone celebrity or other personage has had brimstone rained  down on them, I am blissfully unaware as of this moment.


Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Wednesday waiting

Well, I tried to hurry up the street to get a picture of two giant sunflowers.  By the time I could get off the phone though without being rude, it was 1015 before I got there.  Too much sun.  There was a bumblebee waking on and enjoying the center of the sunflower face and I took their picture anyway.  What happened was the bee cast a shadow onto the sunflower from the strong sun behind them.  Sigh.  No one came out to chase me away with a broom (I have been challenged before by folks including this house).  I will try again this evening about 6PM in the hopes the evening sun won't interfere.  Regarding this house, as per the time he challenged me because I was taking a picture of his cold frame a few January's ago, I was on the side walk..not trespassing and pointed straight at the cold frame.  However, I can understand why someone would come charging out hollering "what are you doing??" as I walked away.  I came back and told him what I truthfully felt..that he had the most superb garden ever and that I admired the cold frame and the fabulous lettuces growing inside of it.  I showed him my entire collection of the morning's pictures so he could see it's all innocent.  He told me I could come into the yard if I wished any time.  That was gracious.  However, that was 6 years ago..don't know if he remembers me now.

Also, I have a small light box in my possession.  I am going to experiment with it and take a picture..experiment..with whatever objects inside of it.  The light is from two special light devices out side of the light box.  Inside is all white except a drape in the back of royal blue.  Anxious to see if I can get into that right or not.

Therapy tomorrow,  There'd better be, that is.  Here is a just lifting of the fog, morning.  Last Fall.  Clinch River.


Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Tuesday's Waste of my Time

Well, the therapist had two others there at the same time I was..she had to make- by tracing their hands on something- forms for both of them, custom molded to their hands and I just sat there more or less..mostly more, wasting my time.  Since I only got 1 day, Tuesday last week, as she had a class on my second day, Thursday, I did not appreciate sitting there with a couple things to do that were no challenge at all.  Maybe Thursday or I will have to protest. Don't overbook your appointments.

Other than that, I was hoping you'd like my insect picture.  That was one of my best technically and I liked it.  That's rare for me.  I posted it on Flickr and I guess for some inexplicable reason, most didn't appreciate it so I posted a flower last night.  People came to see that.  Not near as technically good as the insects but, oh well.  Lesson learned.

I suppose I need to get in there and do another therapy set of exercises.  Man, that takes a fair chunk of time.  And for some reason, just like some little kid would do..when I sit at the table doing those exercises the cat comes and cries, stands up and lays her hand on my knee and looks into my face..little meows. She wants attention.  WHY couldn't she have asked before I went to sit at the table?  If I go in and she's asleep..soon as I start doing the tendon stretches..she's asking me for attention.  I almost feel like going outside and doing them where she can't see me.

So..no rants, nothing much.  Been around to see ya..



Monday, September 12, 2011

Rants are Over


Well,  I got the rants out of my system for awhile.  I'm sitting here pecking on the keyboard when I need to be in there doing my therapy exercises.  Stalling again.

Went out and got some really good pics last evening around 6 when the light was perfect.  My son has told me and told me to cease taking outdoor pics until early EARLY in the morning or after 5 at night.  I got the best illustration of that yesterday for though I went earlyish..it was never really the right time.  Sun was still too bright even at 9:30.  

I am attending my first Garden Club meeting tomorrow whereupon they will vote on whether or not I may join.  I'm good either way as I just wanted to give back after taking so many pictures in their gardens.  :-)

I will get off of here..go do my therapy and head out for, what else..cat fuds.

Here is a couple I found last night.  I asked permission from them to take their picture and they just ignored the request.  So..I took the picture.  To every thing there is a season..and in every season a time.  

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Oh Dear, Here's Part 2

And then, though folks who were with me on MSN Spaces already have read from me on two occasions, I am dead set against what I call "yellow journalism" in the papers as well as television.  It's far far worse in television nowadays.  This harrangue of mine concerns when tragedies happen..wrecks, fires, accidents of any type..shootings, you name it and what happens when the media is there.  National news and local news makes no difference.  They are there with a microphone thrust dead into the face of the poor dazed victim, asking horrible leading intrusive questions aimed at making the victim or victim's family cry..at which time...the camera goes for a close up so we can see the tears and hear the halting voice as the poor person who can't think straight (otherwise they wouldn't allow themselves this "honor" of being interviewed), IF we can hear their pitiful words over the smarmy piano playing in the back ground that was cued up for such an event.  That disgusting music is of course meant to evoke pity from the viewing audience.

The pity part however is the horrific spectacle that the media puts these people thru. They do it for money..because some people out there actually enjoy seeing other folks' misery and misfortune.  It sells papers, gets advertisers and makes money but the poor victim...not at all.  They are being used.

What happened to the times when, if a crime was committed, they reported it as a crime, what it was, maybe who committed it and the possibility of them having gone to jail.  NOW we have to know who..what happened in gruesome detail down to the last drop of blood and the pictures of same are spread out for our "enjoyment". We have to know every single useless detail down to the size of underwear (kidding) the killer/perp was wearing and what color.  But the more blood..the more gruesome the better.  The pictures are paramount.  If it's children..oh..they REALLY play it up.  I watched a so called Dr. interviewing a child on ABC the other day deliberately asking questions to make that boy cry.  And he did.

OK.  That's my last treatise on this..just had to say it.  I won't usually watch news at all for the very reason stated here and yesterday.  Plus..the TV news..all of them, are not balanced and the media are very happy to show their political favoritism and slant the news accordingly.  Done.


Friday, September 9, 2011

My Two Cents

Here is my thought.

Media is again having a field day dredging up horror for us.  No, I am not referring to the memories of 9-11.  I AM however referring to all the done to death and beyond coverage of suspicions etc regarding another attack.  Lets see if I can put it better.  Probably can't.

We  do and should be warned when something is imminent and/or about to happen or will happen within a certain time period. We have to know so as to try to protect ourselves.  But what we don't need is unconfirmed suspicions spun so far out of control..droned on about and served up in a variety of ways.  If it is known that whatever is going to happen or a strong suspicion of such..for pete sake, tell us.  But don't go into great long dissertations over and over and OVER again and thrust the mircophone into whoever's face for more of the same.

Most of all...I wish there would cease being hour and two hour long "news" if you want to call it that, shows that tell exactly how to hurt the Country.  All that telling over the air and on news channels what the bad guys could do, how they could do it and how much death and destruction it would cause.  Like they don't already know this? Like copy cat madmen already here won't think "Gee, what a great idea.  Let me try that for my few seconds of fame."

OK.  I suppose no one will like this entire blog but it irks me and scares me to hear on broadcast TV right here in our own country all the ways to hurt us broadcast over the planet.  SHUT UP already and quit with the hows and where at's.  Telling us poor citizens how to hurt ourselves is only accomplishing one thing:  money for the advertisers who sponsor this stuff.  And maybe ideas to the nuts out there.


Thursday, September 8, 2011

Drool Drool

Looks like several folks DO know about fried potatoes and onions.  I can't peel a potato yet I don't think.  If I can, it's all over but the chomping for I love them dearly and yes, I'll use canola oil..not Crisco.

I am due for another go round of therapy exercises so soon as I say Howdy here I will go do those and then, get on the treadmill.  Ugh.

OK.  Who..and I bet NONE of you but maybe Kassey's mom, knows what fried apples are and knows how to fix them?  A Southern person knows and eats them.  Daddy made the best in the world and he learned from my Grandma whom we all of us called "Mama".  He learned most of his cooking from her and certainly from my mother and Daddy is the one who taught me how to cook.  Needless to say, he and consequently I was/are very plain cooks.  No..not in appearance heehee, but in how we cook(ed).  Daddy came up with some originals too brought about by not having that much money and having to make food feed us kids.  One of them was something you guys would not like but we loved and still do.  My now only brother and I were reminiscing about this dish while talking on the phone just a few weeks ago.

It's simply a large several pound bone in (Dad didn't have much money remember) piece of beef..the cheapest cut..put it in a large pot..add one really large onion, quartered, salt and pepper..boil it to death till the meat is falling off the bone.  Remove meat only and shred it off with a fork..add it back to the broth and then, while your fresh biscuits are baking to go with this...Daddy always took a 8 oz. measuring cup..half filled it with flour, added water to fill the cup..stirred rapidly with his wooden handled fork (I still have that precious fork) till it was mixed, and he slowly added it to the broth and cooked it till the broth thickened just right.  Not thick per se..just held together enough to stay on the biscuit halves in his and our plates. Heavenly although extremely plain.   I love and miss you Daddy.  This month-- on the 1st was, or would have been your birthday.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Things I could do without!

Here's something I could do without.  Waking with a start at 0404 hrs to the sound of a crash/thump with a slide sound all done in a hurry.  Woke me right up.  I laid there straining to hear any more and what with the white noise machine I have in the room, that wasn't an option..hearing any softer sounds.  SO..I finally gave up, turned on the light and started from room to room.  The Boss of the house accompanied me.  We also looked out of the windows in case there was a..pardon the expression..thief in the night.  Didn't see one.  Headed to the bathroom and then back to bed.  Chilly too.  Anyway, I fell back to sleep and the Boss allowed that to go on till 0655!  I got up, checked each room and I think it had to be the stained glass (the real thing) piece I had, emphasis on had, hanging up on the big living room window.  I saw it on the floor as I came into the living room to open the vertical blinds.  It is heavy enough to make a decent thump and I guess the slide sound was it making its way over the cat scratcher pad and window sill.

They opened up the Red Neck Room for us today.  Not quite as many of us but were we ever loud..as always.  We meet for lunch.  I had a decent amount..no, a large amount of veggies..all the carb ones like mashed potatoes and corn, a tiny piece of meat (my choice) and then..I went back for cherry pie.  hence I had a BLT tonight for supper.

You know what I want?  Probably just Southern folks will really know what I mean here but I want a big ol' mess of fried potatoes and onions..fried in some grease..i.e. Crisco maybe, generous black pepper, some salt and fry, turning till it's golden brown..the slices I mean.  I know..you don't like it but us folks raised with 'em do.  Nummy.

No therapy tomorrow as she will be attending a class.  So no more till Tuesday.  Meanwhile..here I come to see what you've said.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Tuesday = Therapy

Well, today's visit to therapy brought about something new.  She was bending my poor hand and I felt and heard crackling.  I looked her in the eyes..which entailed bringing my eyes back up from the tightly shut, teeth clinching stage of looking down..to see what was THAT! She said "I broke some scar tissue up!"  Rather than celebrate this painful accomplishment she commenced to bend my fingers back this time and more crackling BUT the pain this time actually got a sound out of me.  Usually I just hiss air thru my teeth or say "Uuumph!" under my breath but this time I said in a normal voice loudness "that hurts" and made to leave the table.  She quit as soon as she heard the scar tissue break up and put my arm and hand in ice.  And trust me, my normal everyday voice was loud enough.  It's people like me and my colleagues who were always talking above a radio's loudness and other noises that earned us the red neck Room when we meet every month.  They get us off to the back in a room where we can't drive others out with our loud talking..guffawing and other obnoxious sounds.

Meanwhile, got my hair done this afternoon.  That was nice and it looks better than it has for three months.

Meanwhile I have several new exercises..one is called by her.."knock knock and it isn't a joke.  Have to form a fist (hard to do) and make up and down wrist movements as though I were knocking on a surface. AND hold a water bottle in my right hand and let my wrist droop over a table edge and hold it for 5 minutes.  No fun at all.  But I hate being a wuss so I will.

BYY


Monday, September 5, 2011

Whew..talk about rain!

I think we have had, in 24 hrs. about 5 to 6 inches of rain so far.  Started around 5 yesterday evening and has not stopped even for a second-- and it's very hard.  Flooding everywhere but not where I am as I am on the highest point in town.

Therapy tomorrow and for those wondering about how long a time I must do this..until it is back to normal.  I can use my arm and hand some..very weak still but I can use it.  I can painfully lift half a gallon of milk for example.  BUT the range of motion for my hand/wrist up and down is almost nil.  Very little.  That is where the next pain will come.  When she bends it forwards and backward even though I see stars I will be hissing thru my teeth.  If she doesn't bend it, I'll never get anywhere.  When you for example bend your own wrist down (hold it out in front of you and watch) you get a gentle V shape where the hand/wrist drops down.  Me..I get a straight line.  No bend at all.  Very discouraging but surely in time it will pass.

Totally amazing how much damage can be done to tendons  and membranes inside the arm and hand with just 6 weeks in a cast.  Scary too.  Therapy at 0930 this time instead of 9 and hair appt at 1300.  Looking forward to that.   Red-Neck gathering Wednesday and I'm REALLY looking forward to that!

xoxox


Sunday, September 4, 2011

Mail scare

Get a load of the label attached to a piece of mail that wasn't even first class and was soliciting money from me.  I waited for the postman to come back to his truck and asked him what was THAT all about?  he allowed the Post Office had done it indeed.  I said WHY?  What possible thing could I have done to elicit a warning like that and why tell me not to open my own junk mail?  He couldn't answer so I went to the PO which was closed as it was then 3 in the afternoon on Saturday.  This happened last week so I went to my post office early Monday morning and they said it was NOT their sticker.  I said the mailman said it was..they said nevertheless..it was not.  That the sender had done it.

Not satisfied with two opposite opinions, I called the Government 800 number and asked them about it, explaining carefully after the horrible voice mail tree I had to negotiate over and over-- what it said, what it was on..etc.  He, the responder, said the Post office did not do it.So I gathered then that I could open my junk mail without being fined or going to prison. I also called the sender and said if they wanted money..don't send scary labels that make people run to the post office or feel they need to call a lawyer!  Lot of good THAT did.

Hope all is well.



Saturday, September 3, 2011

Git 'er Done Saturday

I finally got up on the treadmill for the first time since the accident.  Mind it was walking at 2 mph!! My knee is still tight i.e. swelling in it as is the same with my ankle on that leg so I decided to go exceedingly slow.  I will make an appt. with my own doctor within a week if possible and see what he has to say about exercising it.  I would go to a gym where there are more options but two things keep me from it.

  One, I have never needed those options as my treadmill and being outside on the sidewalks or track was enough before the accident and-- I lifted weights.  The second reason why I never joined one was their "me me me" thing going on.  They want to rake in the money so they force you to pay for a membership.  Three years sometimes..minimum of one.  They are banking on you not showing up after the first few months and that is what generally happens.  So they rake in your money and you gave it to them and made it worse by not showing up perhaps and someone else who will likely quit too after a few months takes up your space for awhile and so the vicious circle continues.  :-)))

Meanwhile I have done that..treadmill albeit very slowly and I have done the first set of therapy exercises. There's nothing left but to get myself ready to head out of doors and walk..not run..down by the park.    Twin, come with?  You know you want to.  Boston Boy..come on and bring the camera!  Later we'll all three sit and see what's happening with College Football even if you're more of baseball fans.  Nancy?  How about some chocolate bread? Sit here in the honored place on the couch.  Miss Catt!  Get off!

Sis, your turn to drive over.  Watch those traffic cameras under the Pacific.

xoxox

Friday, September 2, 2011

Finally Friday

Me'n'Her are getting good and ready for the day.  I have cleaned her area up..fed her all she will eat changed the furnace filter, I have done my therapy exercises for now.  4 more times to go for the day.  She's in her Spa and Pool area (the bathroom) meowing through her closed mouth.  I love it.  Unless I'm trying to sleep.

Hope you like the new header picture.  I took it at the docking area of one of the restaurants on the river here in town.  I think it's so pretty even if I did take it myself. I will present a winter view by and by.

I still need to get my face on and my hair combed.  What with house work I haven't really done more than get dressed.  Hey!  Totally unrelated but I wonder if I can peel a potato yet?  Love potatoes and unless they have been baked, there have been none cooked in this house for two and more, months.  :-)

You know how I am about clouds..or maybe you remember.  Here is a display that occurred right after I left a receiving of friends for a young man who passed suddenly that was a dear friend.  I always think of Mitch when I see this photo and I think it is beautiful.  Just for him.




Thursday, September 1, 2011

Chamber of Discomfort

I was going to say something else for the title but I knew it would get unpleasant hits if I mentioned the word tor*u-re.

I will be headed out to that very therapy here in a few minutes.  I will know I am almost done therapy the day I can fasten/hook the female only undergarment.  :-)  So far, it's the old fasten the garment  in front and slide the fastened hooks back around where they belong.  Glad I even have the agility to fasten the hooks!

I was out antiquing yesterday and among the un-antiques I got a beautiful (judging fro the coloration etc) rectangular tablecloth and napkins (white on white w/ embroidery) for 35.00 as I am a linens type frenzied  "collector".  I know where to stop though.  I won't go past what I can use.  Anyone's hand embroidered pieces always catch my eye.

I joined the Garden Club yesterday.  They saw my picture of a blossom in the newspaper last week from one of their beautiful small gardens in the center of town and who knows..I may become their volunteer photographer!  :-)

Guess I will be leaving in 5 minutes and for those who asked, I do take Tylenol before I go..does no good while the bending is happening.  She brought me up off the chair seat two times last Tuesday..day before yesterday.  I hissed to her that I couldn't take much more of that.  She stopped bending it backward (has to be done unfortunately) long enough for me to say that and then, she resumed bending.  It's unfortunate in a way but it's for the better good.

Sigh...guess I've stalled long enough. Bye..