And It’s Getting Even Colder


But before we get to that, the good news.  Next week I start therapy on my shoulder!  I’m doing a happy dance in my brain, since my legs still don’t work all that well, and yes, I know it will hurt, but that will be a good kind of hurt.  I’ll be back in the kitchen, cooking again in two months.  My personal resolution.  Maybe a bit premature, but I’ll do it!!!!

family-268 These are my two great grandsons, Eli and Camden.  And they are standing out in the snow, the only photo I have in my library that has snow in it.  We have some snow in the forecast, but I received an email from my Citizens Emergency Relief Team (CERT) trainer today that we are going to have a horrible, humongous cold wave starting next week, with the temps dipping below zero.  So if you are in the Owensboro, KY area, be prepared.  Dress in layers, have emergency equipment on hand, both at home and in your car if you have to get out.  If you don’t have to get out, Please STAY AT HOME, and bundle up.  Have an ample supply of finger foods on hand in case of power outage, don’t turn your heat up too high so you can conserve electricity, dress in layers, and please take care of your pets.  They get cold too.  There is no word about ice or snow, just the extreme cold, and I know a lot of you live in colder areas, but darn it, this is supposed to be the South.  Upper south, but still….

Now for the personal train wrecks.  Believe me, as long as I’m breathing, there will be train wrecks.  I got this really nice cushion for my power chair, since my bum is getting a bit sore from sitting all the time, and today managed to spill my Dr. Pepper on it.  And on my phone, which was on the cushion next to the Dr. Pepper.  A new twist on sticky keys I think.  So, to keep from getting the seat of my jeans wet (I hope) I have a thick towel covering the cushion.  Also, a large wet spot on the leg of my jeans.  If there’s a way to destroy it, I’ll find it.

I’ve managed to drag a second quilt off my bed by getting it caught in my chair.  This takes a special talent.  And yesterday I pulled a panel off the door of the elevator.  Well, I never claimed to be a good driver.  And besides, the door shouldn’t have tried to close on me so fast.  It got me to my floor though, and for the first time in months it didn’t make that horrible sound when the door opened.  Guess I showed it who’s boss, huh?

family-521 Astroid kissing Noah Amy Just decided to show a few of my favorite photos before I sign off.  On the left are Laurie, Anika, Andrew and Ethan, In the middle is Noah with his Grand Champion steer Asteroid, and on the right is my beautiful niece Amy, wearing a necklace I made for her.  We raise beautiful kids in my family.

A.

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Happy (?) New Year


Here’s hoping this year will be so much better than last one.  At least the last month of last one.  I really want to get back in my kitchen and cook something.  I know I can’t smell anything, but still I can remember the smells of the things I usually cook, and really miss that pot of beans and the Mexican cornbread that always go with it.  Mmmm, what more can a person ask for than beans and cornbread on a cold, winter day?

I have a new award, sorta.  Since a picture is worth a thousand words, here it is. doncharisma-org-not-on-freshly-pressed-award-4-300x300 doncharisma-org-not-on-freshly-pressed-award-3-300x300I haven’t decided which one to put in my gallery yet, but I think it will be the one with the picture of the presenter, Don Charisma.  Of course, the other one shows up better, but I’ll decide before my next post.  Don is really a great guy, currently living in Thailand, who is now doing great things with stitching photos together to make up really large, breathtaking scenery.  He’s funny, intelligent, and altogether a great guy who created my angel logo for me.  My knight in mostly shining armor.  You really should check out his blog, http://doncharisma.org.  At least I think that’s it.  If not, so sorry Don.  Sinus headache, remember?

Since I can’t go shopping at this time, I have started online shopping at Amazon.  I think I went a bit overboard on a few things there, but since you don’t actually see the product, just a description, you don’t know until it arrives. 004 Just a few days ago I got a call from the office telling me I had a large package downstairs.  Large?  It was about the size of a coffin.  It is still taking up half my living room.  As you can see, I ordered paper towels, also 007 well, that’s more like a photo of the box with the towels at the top.  So, here’s another one.005 A dozen packages of paper plates, and a huge bag of paper bowls.  Since I can’t wash dishes at the moment, I use a lot of paper products.  And last, 006 a dozen boxes of Kleenex, although I only pulled one out because I only needed one opened at the time.  Fortunately there was no shipping fee, since the order was more than $50.  The trash bags and Windex are still to come, and naturally they are the items I needed the most.  Except for the Kleenex, since I somehow caught a head cold without ever leaving the building.  How?  Your guess is as good as mine.  I think if there is half of an allergen floating around the hemisphere it makes it to my nose and takes up residence there.

I’ve pretty much slept thru the past few days.  It’s just too comfortable under the covers to move lately, and I have a lot of lost sleep to make up.  Throw a couple of pain pills a day into the mix, and I’m snoring like, well, a lumberjack?  Or maybe more like Max did.  For such a tiny dog he could beat my dad when it came to snoring.

Well, back to the sinus meds.  Doctor appointment on Friday for results of CAT scan.  To tell the truth, I’m not sure I really want to know.

A.

I Found It


Scan-4YES!!!!  This is the scanned picture Anika drew of Max!  I’m so excited and so up in the air about this.  Isn’t that girl an undiscovered talented artist?  And gorgeous to boot.family-355 That’s Anika on the left of an Andrew sandwich, with Laurie, Anika’s twin brother, and Ethan in the back.  They are all a couple of years older now, but really a group of good looking kids.  Now I’m wondering which one is going to the UK vs Louisville game with their dad tonight.

Bill HAS to attend the games, because of his job at UK.  Doesn’t that make you want to cry him a river?  My older brother, Tony, used to have to do that job, and after a few years of it I think he got tired of going, but Bill takes one of the kids with him each time he has to go to a game.  We asked him Thursday which one was going with him today and he didn’t really answer.  Just said whoever was the best for the rest of the week.  Don and Mike both started grinning and told him he would have to pretend they were his kids for one of two of the games then, because they were always better than the kids.  I could add a comment or ten on that subject here, but I’ll save that for future blackmail material.  Ummm, I mean for another post.

Bill and Ethan at Final Four, 2012 This is Bill and Ethan last year at the Final Four in New Orleans, where UK won the championship.  I don’t really follow any sport, but I will admit my blood runs UK blue.  I also have several UK shirts.  All for survival of course.  One brother, two kids, a granddaughter, a grandson, all either still in, working for, or in some way screaming GO CATS, so I would be found guilty of high treason if I didn’t at least support the game.  We’re talking basketball here folks, not football.  I don’t think anyone in the extended family would argue that they are not good at football.

I really wish I had remembered to take my camera with me to my party, because Ethan now has a bush growing on his face.  It almost matches his Uncle Mike’s bushy face, except Mike is beginning to (gulp) get a bit gray.  And he’s my baby.  And only 11 1/4 years old, due to his birthday being on Feb. 29.  That wouldn’t be so bad except that he acts like an 11 year old kid.  Janette and I decided on duct tape instead of a plaster cast for him, and we decided to duct tape Noah to him after some of the shenanigans on Thursday.  I think duct tape across Mike’s face would be even better, because when he pulls it off, we might get to see what he looks like for the first time in years.

I’m not sure what this post is supposed to be about tonight.  I was just really so thrilled to find my scanned photos, that now I know where to look for more of them when I scan them in, and WordPress started to crunch the photo but changed it’s mind and let it in.  Must be my lucky day.

I also found someone willing to go to the grocery for me today, so I now have some frozen TV dinners, which are a welcome switch from the soups I’ve been eating.  The first one I ate even had some beautiful, green peas that stayed crunchy when they were warmed up.  What more could I ask for.  The pain level is dropping, so my shoulder is probably healing on it’s own, I ate some crunchy peas, visited with friends downstairs, got a few groceries….I even asked Steve to bring me a couple of the microwavable potatoes so I can have baked potatoes with sour cream and shredded cheese on them.  Didn’t think about getting some broccoli to put on top, but then I don’t think I could hold the knife yet.  But, ya never know.

A.

What A Week


And it ain’t over yet.  But after fighting with my computer, the internet, WordPress, and my shoulder for several days, I finally was able to get back on my blog.  I have had to reset my password about 25 times this week, and right now I’m not very sure which one finally worked, but Firefox has something on it that remembers passwords for me, so hopefully it will remember the one that finally opened the blog back up.  Or maybe I should say, opened the dashboard up so I could start posting again.

Rose in December Decided to show my rose in December photo again, because today my kids were here for our Christmas/birthday celebration, and Gina had my cake decorated to look like a large rose.  Of course it was my angel’s food cake, but this time the “frosting” was a whipped cream, marshmallow mix, and I’m not sure who decorated it, but it looked just like a beautiful red rose.  I really hated to see it cut, and really, really wanted to just bring it up to the apartment and preserve it forever, but the grand-kids over-ruled me on that one.  And if you believe that, I have a big blue bridge across the Ohio River that I’ll sell you.  A real bargain price too.  Unfortunately, I forgot to take my camera down with me, so I’m waiting for one of them to post some photos on Facebook that I can save to my computer and maybe download to the blog later.

My day started with a surprise visit from a friend from long ago, bringing me some fresh fruit.  A very welcome gift at this moment when I can’t go out to the grocery, and have to order things without seeing them first.  I really like to look over my fresh fruit before I buy it, but haven’t been able to get over there since the shoulder injury.  And I still don’t know if surgery will be required or not, but since the doctor wants me back in his office to deliver the news I don’t think it is going to be really good news when I hear it.  Well, I’ve lived all these years with MS, so I guess I can make it a few more years with a sore shoulder.

My computer is making some really weird noises at me right now.  There are days I would like to drop kick it down the hall, but then I regain my remaining brain cells and think about broken toes, and the fact that I don’t have any combat boots or steel toed shoes any more, and just shut it down for the night.  Or I can stick my tongue out at it and make silly faces, just to show it I won’t let it tell me what to do.  Of course that just ends up in another fight with it, and I’m not all that techy, so it usually wins that battle.  One of these days though, I’ll really show it who is boss around here.  It is, of course, but as long as I don’t say that out loud it will never know that because I happen to know computers are only as smart as the person using them.  That makes mine a real dummy.

Well, I think I should rest this shoulder a bit more.  Also have another blog to write, acknowledging Mark Bialczak and thanking him for awarding me my second Blog of the Year award.  I do hope I spelled his name correctly.  Right now I’m not sure I can spell mine.  Anyway, Mark is a great guy, with a great blog, and I thank him very much.

A.

Mostly Photos From The Past


Leo &Betty Ann's house Leo and Betty Ann’s home as I remember it.

tonyangela Tony and me when we lived on Parrish Court in Owensboro.   We had real snow way back then.

Leo's kids, minus Doris Doug, Pat, Phil, Mark and Janet Blandford.  They lived down the drive behind us.  Sorry Doris, you weren’t born yet.  Doug and Ray were usually partners in crime.

Mark and philMark & Phil Mark and Sandy Mark & Sandy Mark and Pat. Mark & Pat Mark and Doug Mark and Doug (scowling) as they are today.

Leo Leo w. Doug and Pat Leo, Doug & Pat Leo and PatLeo and who? Leo Blandford 2 Doug’s son Leo, with wife Sara and twins.

Damien & HildaDamien & Hilda, wedding picture, w. Grandmother & Papa on left, and Mom & Pop Goetz on right.

Vird Vird and Johnnie, with Sheila, Sarah, Sharon and Kathy.  Krista yet to be born.

youngcousins Young cousins.  The tall one has to be Don, and on his left is Shirley, Carol is the blond in front, I think Patty is second from right, so probably Barbara on right, completely lost after that.

TonyTroublemaker Tony.  DSC01964_edited-1 Big Brother Tony with Uncle Vird.  Just goes to show what a difference a few years will do for troublemakers.

shirley and crewThis one is called “Shirley and crew”.  Shirley is in the middle of the back row, Betty is on the left of back row, not too sure about the rest.

Tony Barbara Diane Patty Left to right, Tony, Barbara, Diane and Patty.  Tony and Diane were making their first Communion, Barbara was a flower girl, and Patty was an angel. (still is).

HubertHelenHubert and Helen’s wedding picture.  Patty Hubert Barbara Patty, Hubert, Barbara

Patty Barbara Patty & Barbara  Patty Michael Barbara Patty, Michael, Barbara Paul Michael Ronald Paul, Michael, Ronald Barbara Barbara today.

JoeMaudeMaude and Joe, wedding.  jerrydamienmaryalene Jerry, Damien, Mary, AleeneMaude Donnie Joe In Detroit.  Jerry Julia Nick Jerry, Julia and Nick in 2000.

Donnie Jerry Patty Donnie, Jerry, Patty when they lived in Detroit.

cousins1 1952 family reunion at Vird’s house on Hwy. 81.

Eeanor Eleanor. Eleanor Swanson Later photo of Eleanor.Shelia and Joe 10-21-12 Sheila and JoeLeslie & Sarah Leslie Ann & Sarah.  I don’t have photos of Karen, John, and Tim (?)  You need to come home so I’ll remember your names right.

B0000166 My family, Bernard (dad) Tony, Mary (mom) Steve, Angie, Sylvia, Larry, Ray.  Elaine wasn’t born yet.  Sorry sis.BabyElaineElaine stuffing her face on birthday .Mary's Family Most of us in 2ooo.

Satyr walking Steve Satyr walking Steve in Tulsa. Larry and Marcia 9-11Larry and Marcia near Atlanta. Mark and Amy Christmas  Young Amy and Mark      Mark and Sarah wedding pic Mark and Sarah, wedding day.  New Amy.Amy beautiful niece., .  Grammy & kidz Me, with Anika, Laurie, Ethan, and Andrew, in Frankfort, KY  Mike and Janette Mike and Janette (Mike’s my baby, a Leap Year baby, so now 11 years old)Alan, 2012 Alan, oldest grandson. Faleasha5 Faleasha, beautiful granddaughter taken during her trip to Barcelona Noah with drink Noah, being Noah.  .Gina, Ethan Bill 2013 GO CATS!!! family-211 Don, with his grandson, Camden. family-268 Brothers, Eli and Camden. Elaine making burgoo Elaine, making burgoo at her home near Monument, CO.  And she didn’t even send me some. The Hartle family, minus Jon, 2013 The Hartle family, minus Jon, who is off to college.  Matt is married to Denise, and her sister is in the photo with them.  I’ve posted photos of Ray many times, and that leaves Sylvia and Erin, who refuse to have their pictures taken.

 

 

This series is dedicated to my wonderful Grandmother, and all the fantastic people who have come after her.  I love you all, and don’t you think it’s time for another reunion?

A.

 

 

 

Meatloaf and Collard Greens


Can ya believe it?  I didn’t take any photos.  But 100_2501 I did take a “before” one.  My weekly farm delivery.  And my first venture into the tasty world of collards.  With some kale thrown in to add a bit more to the pot.  I remember adding some tomato leather, onion, and a lot of spices, but really couldn’t tell you what they were.  Oh, yeah, a ham shank.  Stuck all of that in the crock pot.

Then I got my three pounds of ground beef out of the fridge and started on what turned out to be eight mini meat loaves.  Didn’t put enough seasoning in that, but I’ll have meatloaf sandwiches that I can doctor up for some time now.  Most of them will go in the freezer, but a couple will stay in the fridge for the sandwiches.  The collards had enough seasoning in them to make up for the lack of seasoning in the meatloaf, so it all turned out okay in the end.

After this first encounter with collards I think I can say with certainty that I’ll be cooking them again.  In case there’s a slight blight (that rhymes) in this post, I just developed a case of hiccups.  I think I’d rather sneeze.

I only have one tomato left.  They are the “real” tomatoes.  Oh, I remember, I put one of the jalepenos in with the collards.  Should have put one in the meatloaf.  I put in the membrane and seeds also, because I’m one hot mama when it comes to taste buds.  The green beans are still in the fridge, and I’ve been eating the sugar snap peas as a snack, just popping ’em in my mouth each time I pass the fridge.  Well, I take them out of the fridge first, of course.  Just grab a handful out of the bag and sit down and eat while I listen to the TV while I read a book.

Grandparents House Rules Had some visitors Thursday.  Gina and the three youngest kids were here for a visit, which included them bringing lunch from my favorite Chinese restaurant.  They were in the small car, so they brought carry out instead of my trying to squeeze in with my walker.  Anika drove all the way, and did a great job of it.  I can’t believe that cute little girl is now a beautiful teenager, and her twin brother, Laurie is now taller than I am.  Andrew is still the cute little clown, but he’s growing up too.  Ethan is a freshman at UK, so he didn’t make the trip, which is why Anika got to drive.  All of Laurie’s pretty blond curls are gone now.  His hair is as dark as Anika’s has always been, and he said Anika cut his hair so the curls don’t show.  He’s a heartbreaker, and has been since the first time I saw him after their trip home from Romania.

fall down Just thought I would insert a bit of Halloween humor here.  I do hate Halloween though.  I really hate this entire season, except for the beautiful colors on the trees.  It’s just that when I go into a store I have no way of knowing what holiday we are getting ready for.  Christmas decorations have been out since the beginning of September, no one thinks much about Thanksgiving beyond the turkey, and the Halloween stuff drives me out of my mind.  When did it start being a grown up holiday instead of just something for the kids?  The only thing I like about it is the corn candy.  And that’s available all year now, so what’s the big deal?  I do want a pumpkin, but only so I can can or freeze some for later, and make pumpkin bread, pumpkin soup, pumpkin pie and about a hundred other pumpkin recipes I have accumulated lately out of it.  It might take more than one pumpkin for all of that, but one would get me started.

I think tonight I’ll make some ketchup.  Still have half a bottle of bought stuff, but it just doesn’t taste as good as my mom’s homemade.  I put it, like most things, in the crock pot so I won’t have to stir it a lot.  Then tomorrow I will can it, and have my own ketchup for the winter.  And when it runs out I will make more.  That’s the beauty of knowing how to DIY.  I’m also going to make some fruit leathers, now that I can.  Just the happy homemaker back at work after a few weeks off to recoup.  Not to mention that the weather is more energizing now.

 

 

What Can I Say–It’s Monday


100_2400 I shouldn’t complain about Monday.  After all, I AM retired, and I slept in this morning, making up for Saturday night’s loss of sleep.  I really didn’t want to get up at all, but really needed some office supplies, and K-Mart is just a block away.  And then I had a check to cash, and the bank is just half a block in the other direction.  So, I crawled reluctantly out of my warm bed and shivered into some warm clothes.  Well, they warmed up after a few minutes.  Do you know how hard it is to first get in the shower when the apartment is almost arctic temp?  And then after a nice warm shower, to have to get out of in back into the attic temp and get dressed?  I briefly thought about digging out my long johns, but decided that might be overkill right now, but my heavy AmeriCorps sweatshirt was just what I needed at the moment.  Oh yeah, the picture above is of our fish pond–the little waterfall in the back–or maybe the front.  Guess it depends on whether you’re a fish in the pond or not.  100_2396 The fish all come running, or more likely, swimming when someone is close to the pond.  That herd mentality I wrote about a couple of weeks ago.  That’s when I took this photo.  I think most of the flowers are gone now, and the fishies are hibernating.  Or maybe I’m just the one hibernating.  I was so over heated for so many years that it’s a strange feeling to be cold natured again.  But after all those years of hot flashes, I think I prefer the cold.  You can always add more layers, but there’s a legal limit to how much you can take off.  Plus, I have my  own personal limit to how much I’m willing to show in public.

100_2498 I’ve had three servings of my Monterey spaghetti now and have finally figured out what the problem is.  It’s not that I had to substitute a different cheese.  I didn’t put enough in.  I realized it this afternoon when I was eating my lunner.  So, the solution to that will be to run another block of cheese thru the salad shooter, and just add a handful to each serving when I heat it up.  See, I still have at least one working brain cell.  And on a Monday at that.

remember all the ruffled scarves I was finger knitting all last summer? 100_2323 I think I deleted the photo of the scarves, but this is the bag of yarn.  The scarves mostly went to some of my favorite places for their fund-raising events, so I don’t have a huge over run of them any more.  Anika also took several of her favorites when she spent the night with me in September.  And then Andrew and Noah decided they each wanted one. 100_2443 Andrew is on the left with the blue scarf around his head and Noah is on the right lookin a bit embarrassed, but willing to go along with Andrew’s quirks.  They are both a couple of little nuts, but I think Noah has a lot going for him.  He raises calves to show at the Daviess Co. fair each summer, and has won several gold medals.  This year his steer and heifer each won gold medals and Grand Championship medals.  His goal is to have twenty head of cattle by the time he graduates high school.  That kid will carry on the Wink family farming tradition if he gets the chance.  Andrew will probably follow his dad into a Poly Sci type of profession.  With that kid, who really knows?  If they still had gambling boats sailing the Mississippi he might become a professional gambler.  We have all played different card games with him and as far as I know he’s never been beat.  He does love strange head-gear though.

Well, back to my scarves.  I’ve been using up the ends of the skeins of yarn lately, making itty bitty neck warmers.  They have a name for them, but for the life of me, I can’t think what it is right now.  I’ll remember in a couple of hours when I’m trying to sleep. but…100_2499 Hummm, kinda hard to see them on the quilt top, but they are actually nice and warm, and the short ones just fit around the neck and can be pinned closed with a decorative pin, or I could probably put a button on them and wear them that way.  Just thought about that one.  See?  I’m a night person.  Mornings just don’t suit me.  I think that’s why I worked second shift at the nursing home.  Unfortunately that was the only place I worked that had a second shift.

Just remembered something funny.  At least it’s funny now.  Wasn’t when it happened, but in retrospect, well….I had a neighbor in the adjoining apartment who was extremely lonely, but refused to go downstairs to meet anyone else.  I had to get up at five a.m. to get ready for work at the time, and one morning she knocked on my door about thirty seconds after I got out of the shower.  I know I should not have opened that door, but I did.  I had a dog then, a little guy named Max.  She came in with a hot dog for him, held it by one end, and he leaped up and grabbed it and swallowed the darn thing whole.  She gulped, I screamed, and Max just looked around to see if there was another one coming.  I don’t think that little guy ever chewed anything.  And I know he didn’t eat dog food unless there was no other option.  Well, both of them have passed away now, and while I miss Max, I can’t say the same for her.  I don’t know how many times I was late for work because she would come over as soon as I would get out of the shower and just stay and stay and stay, and I was just too polite to tell her to go away.

Most of the people on my floor are okay now.  We all do our own thing and if anyone needs help they ask and someone helps.  I cook and share, one of them has a car and will drive us if we need a lift.  One will run errands if we need anything.  One will do laundry for us when we need help with that.  We’re just like a small neighborhood up here in the sky.

Lookin’ At The World With New Perspective


Hay bales by SeedBud Had a good day today.  Picture of hay bales is by seedbud, a fellow blogger.  Reminds me of my days on the farm, cookin’ for the farm hands, quiltin’ in my spare time, pickin’ whatever was ripe in the garden and cannin’ or freezin’ it.  This time of year usually apples, pears, turnips, tomatoes, late beans, hull out beans.  Really loved the hull outs.  Took lots of time to do ’em, but boy howdee, were they good!!!.  Always tried to have lots of ’em in the freezer.  Better than the dried beans, and didn’t take as long to cook.

hay bale Found gigantic hay bale on FaceBook.  Tickled my fancy.   Could see Mike and Noah doin’ somethin’ like this.  Prob’ly Andrew too, if he was here.  Not sure how to make one that big, but they could do it if they tried.  ‘Specially Noah.  Really smart kid.Finally getting some sleep. Does fall asleep in odd places sometimes.  Kinda like his dad — real clown.

100_2430 Got good news about broken power chair while was waitin’ for elevator.  Phone rang while countin’ the flowers on wall.  Was lady from store ordered new chair from.  Medicare fin’ly approved new chair.  Maybe get it in two weeks.  Good thing.  Keep gettin’ stuck everywhere when seat turns but bottom stays in same position.  Did that when fin’ly got off elevator.  Funny thang on elevator.  Two people already on it.  Everybody forgot to push button, so went down to second floor, then back up.  Elevator full, so nobody else could get on.  Noticed no buttons pushed, so man pushed button for ground.  Stopped every floor, but nobody else could get on.  Just one skinny person.  Started backing out and bottom of chair got stuck on side of door while seat turned around.  Couldn’t make it go in any direction.  People all around, so fin’ly tole ’em to move back so could make chair move away from door.  Started laughin’ so took longer to move, but fin’ly got away an’ went outside.  Nice day in shade, but sun kinda hot.

Tole some frien’s about gettin’ new chair.  One of ’em said he got approved too, an’ was gettin’ his in a month.  Asked what was goin’ do with old chair.  Turned seat aroun’ an’ showed how broken it was, said pro’ly park it by garbage dump an’ hope they pick it up, or someone drive it off.  Dangerous to use.

Went to eye doctor for checkup.  Afraid have to do surgery on right eye.  Everythin’ zig zaggy in that eye.  Doc say it okay, hole in it still closed up and zig zag go away in time, maybe.  Hope so.  Thangs look funny there.  Doors all zig zaggy when go thru ’em.  Kinda funny when hit ’em.  Zig when they zag.  Like a game.

How crazy Thought I’d leave ya with a funny.  Really true funny.  Love actin’ crazy.  Makes people look at me funny.

Oh, yeah.  Had 40th anniversary of building today.  Lawn festival.  Didn’t get to go ’cause had to go to eye doc, but donated some ruffled scarves for country store.  Manager told me they were big hit when fin’ly got home ’bout 4:30.100_2283 Don’t know which ones gave them.  Prob’ly one of each color.  Made lots of ’em while havin’ MS relapse for ’bout 6 months.  Couldn’t do anythin’ else, so just finger knitted ruffled scarves.  Lots of fun but more than one person needs.

Have good night.

A.

Another Train Wreck


100_2454 So last night had to finish watermelon pickles.  First thing happened was knocked bottle of peroxide off shelf, lid broke, peroxide spilled all over floor.  Threw kitchen towels down to sop up mess.  Also cleaned towels at same time.  Well, maybe not.  But peroxide bottle now has pop-off lid and only half bottle left.

100_2452 Took dinner break then.  Wanted frittata, but settled for pulled pork sandwich.  No time to make fritatta.

100_2451 Pulled pork out of fridge and knocked glass of water with fresh basil out on floor.  Basil not so fresh after that.  Took time to clean mess up.  Really needed food then.  Gettin’ seriously dehydrated too.  Felt like Andrew.  Slowly dyin’ of dehydration.  Didn’t need swimmin’ pool though.  Just needed glass of water.  Quicker to pull out orange crush.  Drank half bottle in one big glug.  Well, more like lots of glugs.

100_2453 Fin’ly got pickles in water bath.  Should have been three pints.  Got three pints, two half pints, and one pint left over that went in fridge.  Put top on canner, sat down, forgot about it.  Remembered hour later.  Pulled jars out of canner.  Already sealed, but okay.

100_2449 Thought finished making syrup, but had to do somethin’ with watermelon, so put in crockpot today.  Had to put honey in to sweeten little bit.  Don’t know what time will be ready to put in jars, but have jars.  Cold pack pan ready for use when needed.  Just hope I’m ready, not asleep.

Had to “cook” pale green jeans last night.  Got stains from sauce on sandwich on them.  So after got jars out of canner, put peroxide in and added jeans.  Soaked all night and have ’em hangin’ on shower rod now.  Didn’t wring out, so no wrinkles.  Hopin’ boilin’ water shrank ’em.  Too big, and too long.  Stains gone though.  Have more stained clothes need to cook after finish syrup.  Guess could just heat water ‘n cook anyway, but more fun after cannin’ somethin’.  Wish Don hadn’t called it cookin’ my clothes.  Now got in habit too.

Turned heat up today.  Just too comfortable under covers to get out of bed.  Noon came, decided had to get up.  Gettin’ hungry.  Had waffle with peach syrup ‘n lots of butter.  Good, but ready to eat again.  Tonight have to make fritatta.  Have fresh veggies for it.  Have bacon, have sausage, have eggs.  Celery leaves.  Want fritatta.  Even have good recipes.  Prob’ly just make own though.

come with instructions Couldn’t resist this.  Remember when Don called one day while in college.  Asked how to hook up VCR.  Hooked own up, so called me to ask how to do his.  So sad.  Tried to walk him thru, but couldn’t, so told him read instructions.  Told me he was hoping could skip that part.  College kidz!  Supposed to be learnin’ that stuff, but calls mom to ask how.  Really!!!  We paid for that????  Turned out okay though.  Just doesn’t like readin’ instructions.

Mike totally different.  Didn’t like readin’ anything in school.  Now reads instructions about everything.  Smart kid.

I'm done Just ’bout says it all.  Time to make fritatta.  Hungry.  Have good week if you have to work.  Me?  Retired!!!

A.

 

Picnic Day at Mount St. Joseph


Today is the day that almost didn’t happen.  The annual picnic at Mount St. Joseph.  Last Saturday, one week before work for today’s picnic got underway, a violent storm passed thru that area, and the destruction was fierce. picnic area MSJ picnic area again BBQ pit MSJ 2013 These are some photos of the picnic area taken after the storm.  Complete devastation.  But the community around the area got together, and today it happened.  Didn’t get to go myself because of balance problems, but several members of family were there.  The three photos above were taken by one of the sisters in residence at the Mount, and posted on Facebook.  Today my sis, Sylvie, the Bristle Thistle, took some pictures of the cooking meat and the burgoo pots, mostly emptied by then.

Burgoo Pot 1 Two of the pots, still simmering. Burgoo pots 2 A partial row of pots.  Before the crowds got to them.  Little bro, Ray told us later they sold out early.  Not sure how many pots they have altogether, but each one holds 50 gallons of burgoo.  Big bro, Tony brought me three gallons, two gallons for mom, two for himself.  Not sure who the other ten were for, but he got seventeen gallons total.

Fortunately for Sylvie and Erin, Ray’s house just above picnic area.  Since they live in Colorado they don’t know how to breathe real air that has humidity in it.  Spent most of their time at Ray’s house.  Steve also spent most time at Rays house.  Injured his foot or ankle last night walking down the hill.  Headed back to Tulsa tomorrow and decided to wait til gets home to see doctor.  Borrowed Ray’s crutches for now.finally got head togetherEveryone in family falling apart except for mom.  She’s healthy as horse, just no cartilage in knees.  Rest of us breaking bones, back problems, vision problems, everything falling apart.  So sad.  She’ll outlive us all.

100_2442 This is youngest grandson, Andrew, slowly dehydrating to death on Saturday.  Said he was seeing the light.  Only way to save life was go to hotel and get in swimming pool.  Offered to stick him in shower, but that wouldn’t work.  Had to be swimming pool.  Kid should have fins instead of feet.  Cousin Noah spent night at hotel with him, so another reason he wanted to get there.  Kept telling him Noah was at birthday party of friend and couldn’t get there yet, but still dehydrating.  Just had to be in pool to be rehydrated.

100_2443 Andrew and Noah this morning, as they were getting ready to leave for home.  Gave Anika some scarves, taught her how to make them, so Andrew wanted one, then Noah wanted one too.  Think Noah’s will go to his mom, but Andrew is having too much fun with his.  Kid comes up with too many creative ways to make head-gear.  Just hope he doesn’t wear it to school.  Noah’s our Grand Champion cattle winner.  Has more sense than most grownups in this family.

So, back to picnic.  Or after picnic was over.  Mom’s house was crowded with visitors.  Mom and I both graduated from Mount high school.  She loved it.  Me?  Not so much.  Love the place, just not the school.  Not a school any more, convention center.  Can visit again without getting those old willies it used to give me.  Sylvie and Erin were at Mom’s when Tony brought burgoo to me and took me back over there.  Was just waking up from nap, after Anika and I spent night having fun together.  Had sourdough waffles for breakfast.  Broke off bites and just dipped in peach syrup made during summer.  No need to sit down or dirty dishes that way.  More fun than acting like grownups too.

Okay, where was I.  At Mom’s.  Don came in first.  Had to work this morning, so didn’t expect to see him.  Then cousin Mark and Sandy, after that friend of Sylvie’s who had worked at picnic.  Mark and Sandy left, Steve called asked about dinner plans, Sylvie’s friend left, Tony left, Steve and Jay got back, Don, Erin and Jay went out for barbecue for them, fish for me.  Jay won cake at picnic, so had some for dessert, then Don and I said goodbye and he brought me home so he could get home before too late.  Day’s over, ah’m tar’d, and ready to put burgoo away and sleeeeeeeep.

A.