Monthly Archives: January 2011
Slip sliding away…
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What’s worse than having several inches of snow dumped on you? How about having freezing rain on top of it. Ah, yes freezing rain, this means a coating of ice over everything. The yard is a skating rink that neither the dogs nor DH and I appreciate.
Early yesterday morning, when DH took the dogs out as usual, he made the trip with Gavin safely but the trip outside with Patty was a real trip (or was that slip?) and fall. Patty, unencumbered by her daddy on the end of her leash managed to beat him inside. He, due to the ice coating everything, couldn’t get to his feet and had to crawl indoors.
He says that Patty thought that was great fun to watch and as he dragged himself in the door she thought it great fun to bounce around him and plaster his face with kisses. I don’t think he was amused but knowing Patty, she certainly was.
DH is a tad stiff and sore from his slip but none the worse for wear. He’s glad I wasn’t awake and nearby with a camera to catch the action. 😉
Posted in Dog related, Weather related
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And then there was light…
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What difference a couple of working lights in the kitchen makes. Wow, I can actually see to work in there again. G and her husband were over Sunday; he climbed a ladder and replaced four fluorescent lights for me. DH couldn’t do it and my inner klutz came out when I attempted to get one end of the light in one side, then the other end in, the ladder wobbled badly, scaring the crap out of me, and I said to heck with it. For months, I’ve worked in dim lighting in there.
Would you believe the first words out of mouth when the lights went on were, “crap, now I need to clean.” Oh yeah, NOW I could see the dust and dirt I’d missed. Guess what I did yesterday? Uh huh, I cleaned. First thing I cleaned was the hutch we’d brought over from the MIL’s house since it was very dusty. Then I proceeded to scrub the rest of the kitchen except for the floor.
Why didn’t I do the floor? I didn’t do it because we’re having another snowstorm. The floor can wait until after the dogs and DH finish tracking more snow in.
I hope y’all have a sunny and warm day. I wish we were.
Posted in Misc, Weather related
Tags: Author, Bones, books, Books on writing, Bull Terriers, Care giving, Caregiver, Craft of writing, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Family, Fiction, Home, Life, Love, MS, Multiple Sclerosis, Murder, Mysteries, Mystery, Novel writing, Post A Day, Snow, Writer, Writing
You know its time for a yard sale when…
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You begin to ask if anyone is looking for a Shawnee Tom the piper’s son teapot in excellent condition. How about the flowerpot salt and pepper shakers DH’s mother bought with the teapot way back before she married his dad? No, those WON’T be in the yard sale.
Then there’s the darling silk and seed pearl headband hat circa 1950 we found that looks as though it was never worn along with three pair of white gloves all different. It’s getting interesting because the deeper we dig, the nicer the stuff we find.
We haven’t even finished clearing the one bedroom yet. However, It’s the next bedroom that should really be interesting since it’s almost floor to ceiling with ‘stuff’ OMG.
While doing this project G and I have both vowed to clean out our dressers, attics, and basements. I do believe we’ll have yard sale signs up this summer. I guess this is a good thing.
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Somehow, things need to change
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You’d think that after two falls in the nursing home that they’d actually keep a closer eye on DH’s mother. Nope, she’s now had five falls. Three falls from her wheelchair and two from her bed. These people are supposed to be taking care of her and at a premium cost no less. Angry doesn’t begin to describe how we feel.
It sickens me that they can get away with this because we have nowhere else to turn. From what I’ve seen on the government ratings, this nursing home is rated three stars higher than the one in which my sister put our mother. This sickens me more.
There is no easy solution, we can’t take care of his mother here, the house is too small and DH has enough to deal with, with his MS. I am not a nurse or a doctor and I am not qualified to take on her care as well as his. Thus, she must be in a nursing home.
There should be more inspections and tighter regulations on nursing homes to raise the quality of care in ALL of them.
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Smile DH, it’s your birthday
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It’s DH’s birthday today. He’s not exactly doing cartwheels over it. He’s rolling down the backside of his 50s. I’m tempted to drag him out to dinner sometime next week to ‘sort of’ celebrate. It isn’t easy to get him to go out. It’s not that he’s hard to please it’s that he finds many things difficult to chew.
The man needs a new set of choppers but I can’t talk him into going to get them. They aren’t something that I can go buy for him. If I bought him a new lounge chair or some clothing, I can do that without him because I know what he likes and what sizes he wears. However, for new teeth, he needs to be there.
Maybe by this time next year I’ll have him convinced and wearing a new smile.
Say cheese!
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Where have our little birds gone?
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G and I were talking the other day and during the conversation, I mentioned that I hadn’t had any birds at my suet feeders in a while. She remarked that they haven’t had to put out fresh suet for quite a while either.
In fact, the only birds I’ve seen lately are crows, grackles, and the occasional mourning dove. Where are my woodpeckers, juncos, titmice, cardinals, and sparrows? It dawned on us that we haven’t heard any birdsongs for a month.
We’ve never had such a bird empty winter before. I do hope spring brings them back and they aren’t gone due to some devastation. I miss my happy little birds.
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What are your comfort foods?
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Everyone has their favorite comfort foods and when it’s cold outside we crave them. Who doesn’t like a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup? Then there the hearty meals DH loves like a pot roast, mashed potatoes, carrots, and lots of gravy. I go for old family favorites like scalloped potatoes and ham or a nourishing home made soup.
We both love breakfasts for dinner like sausage and pancakes or French toast. We don’t eat them often but often enough to make us happy.
Even the pups have their own form of comfort foods. They love having left over egg-foo-young gravy and rice on their kibble. They know that when we have Chinese food delivered they will get some so they get all excited when it arrives.
How about you, what are your comfort foods?
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Snow, snow everywhere
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This is some winter. Forty-nine of the fifty states have snow right now. I wonder how often that has happened.
It’s snowing. It’s snowing a lot. I have to say, that not having to shovel it makes it look prettier than usual. The dogs didn’t want to go out. I had to boot them out the door for their last trip outside tonight. Gavin went a bit more willingly than Patty did. However, neither one stayed out any longer than was necessary. I don’t blame them. I didn’t want to be out there either. A hot cup of coffee tasted good after that.
It looks as though G and I won’t be going over to the MIL’s house tomorrow. We will wait until the roads are clear again. Cleaning out the house isn’t worth risking our necks over. There’s always next week.
I hope we don’t have too many more snowstorms. I need my hose to thaw out so I can add water to the pond. Spring can’t get here too soon to suit me.
Y’all stay warm and have a good day.
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My muse hates puns but I love them
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My muse and I had an argument today.
“Shouldn’t you add some scenery here?” She asked.
“Will it move the plot forward? No. Dialogue will.”
“But I love scenery.”
“I’m not dropping in a paragraph of description just to have my readers skim over it.”
“I wouldn’t skip it,” she replied.
“Then you are a rare reader indeed.”
She preened and smiled at the comment. “Yes, I am unique.”
“That reminds me of a bad pun.” I know she hates puns so I was ready.
“No, don’t tell me.”
“How do you catch a unique rabbit?”
“I don’t want to know.”
“Unique up on it.” I said and giggled.
She groaned, “Keep that up and I’m leaving.”
I went back to typing dialogue. “Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on your way out.”
She didn’t leave. Instead, she read over my shoulder. “Hey, that dialogue isn’t bad.”
“Told you.”
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Life in the slow lane
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Winter makes us all move at a snail’s pace but for DH it’s his MS that does it. Over the last several years, I’ve watched him slow down more and more. He’s old before his time. We try to keep a sense of humor about it but I can see how devastating the change is on him.
We do joke about how the dogs take advantage of him. They often devil him knowing that they are faster than he is and can stay J U S T out of his reach. They enjoy playing moving roadblocks with him too. It’s not one of his favorite doggy games. If they could figure out how to hide his canes, they’d do that too for devilment. BTs are loads of humor and mischief rolled into pig headed, muscle bound packages.
We didn’t get to go fishing last season because his mother required a constant watch. Maybe this coming season we will go again. I think it will do him good. There’s nothing as relaxing as sitting alongside a riverbank and occasionally catching something. We find a spot and stick to it. There’s no racing up and down the river for us.
For now, we’ll keep taking life slow and easy as it comes and step aside for the speed demons. There’s less traffic in our lane.
Posted in MS related
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You’re not from around here are you?
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I can’t believe that after all these years of living here people still ask me that question. Of course, it is often asked after I’ve been visiting my NY relatives. I tend to pick up that northwestern NY accent in a hurry.
Likewise, don’t get me started on what happens if I travel south. I can drawl with the best of them. Most likely because, we lived in the south where, as a toddler, I did learn to talk. (Oops, maybe I should say tawk.)
I love experts who claim they can tell where you’re from after talking to you for a bit. I confuse the hell out of them.
I hope y’all have a nice day.
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Snow, dogs, and a touch of insanity
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We had less snow than the weather reporter said we’d get. I woke to the sound of shoveling and then Gavin barking at AJ who had just finished clearing our driveway. He wanted her to pay attention to him. It’s nice not to have to worry about clearing the MIL’s walks and ours.
The pups don’t mind snow if it isn’t deep and they don’t have to be outside long. The sissies. They do tend to raise hell after they’ve been outside, chasing each other around the house. Watching them is like watching the balls bounce around in the lottery drawings. With one exception, the lottery balls don’t move the furniture and bounce off cupboard doors.
During their wrestling matches and mad dashes, I pray the furniture survives. We can’t help but giggle at them when Patty gets the upper hand, grabs Gavin’s collar, and drags him around. It’s a hoot.
Twice today, DH had to remove Gavin’s collar and readjust it to the right size. Patty can sure be a pistol when she wants to be one.
Posted in Dog related, Weather related
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