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There are no leaves in the yard
Posted by doggonedmysteries
AJ of AJ Wildflowers cleaned our yard today. She did an outstanding job and I highly recommend her. The pups had to go out twice while she worked and she was very sweet to them. After a good butt and ear scratching from AJ, Patty has decided AJ is a friend for life and even showed off her stick ‘em up trick multiple times without a cookie reward. Gavin too has nominated her for good friend award. He enjoyed having his neck scratched and back rubbed.
With all the leaves are gone I can pull the netting off the pond, clean the filters, and get it ready for winter. The Koi will be pleased.
I can’t tell you what a relief it is to see the yard cleared. With all that is going on here, I didn’t have the heart or energy to do it this year.
The next time the pups will see AJ is when there’s snow to clear from the walks. We’ve already hired her for both our walks and the MIL’s.
Posted in my garden
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I keep my Dad in my heart
Posted by doggonedmysteries
4/8/1915-11/27/1995
I could list all that my father achieved in his life and the many people he knew but that would take a book.
Dad served in WWII and for a while afterwards was a missionary in the Philippines.
They reactivated and stationed him in Japan in the early 1950’s. He stayed in the military for twenty-six years and we moved to many bases throughout his career as a chaplain. Dad had a chest full of medals (called salad.) Sadly, I’m denied access to them so I can’t list them here.
Upon retiring from the military, he began a ‘new’ career as an Episcopal priest. We moved a couple more times.
I have very few pictures of him and those that I have I treasure.
Although you are gone for fifteen years now, I always keep you in my heart, Pop.
Posted in In memory of...
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Luddite vs. technophile in the dog world
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Patty is a Luddite while Gavin is a technophile. Gavin loves the electric back massager, nail grinder, and whipped cream shot from a can. Patty, on the other hand, hides when we turn on the back massager and nail grinder. She’s not very sure she cares for the can that shoots whipped cream.
You can blame Linda of Crone and Bear it for me trying this. Both dogs had their introduction to canned whipped cream after we had our pecan pie. Their reactions were clearly opposite.
Gavin leapt about scolding and begging for more after the first blast. “Wow. That stuff comes out of a can? Hit me with your best shot.”
Patty’s was clearly a low-tech approach. “Don’t point that thing at me just let the white stuff drop on the floor mom. I’ll get it from there.”
I doubled over in the giggles shouting ‘food fight’ sending blasts of whipped cream streaming into the dogs’ mouths. We managed to annoy DH who was trying to watch TV but the pups and I were having a good time. Sometimes DH can be an old stick in the mud.
Posted in Dog related, Food, Holidays
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The psycho Target lady is back
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I hated those commercials last year and this year’s are worse. In general, I’m not fond of Christmas commercials but psycho lady must go. She completely creeps me out. If she lived in my neighborhood, I’d probably suffer with nightmares or rather, in my case, daymares. I’d lock my doors when she was active and never offer her coffee—she’s very hyperactive as it is.
Other commercials that bug me are those car commercials. Tell me, how often do people give each other cars for Christmas?
Gentlemen, the push is on to have you buy the little woman jewelry. Hang on to those receipts so she can return whatever you bought. DH doesn’t buy me jewelry unless I’m with him because he knows I am very fussy about it.
Lest we forget, there are the little kiddies to remember. All the commercials are screaming buy them expensive electronics. They even have pricey electronics for toddlers. Oh, come on! Toddlers are happiest with the box the electronics come in or with a kitchen pot and a spoon to bang it. Save yourselves some bucks people.
Posted in Favorite TV shows, Misc
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Simplicity is key
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I have a pecan pie cooling on the back porch. There’s nothing like making a pie for a mere two people and the second person is not DH. DH can’t eat pecan pie but G can and she loves mine. I wouldn’t have made the pie except she asked me to and she bought the corn syrup to make sure I got the hint. I’m hoping she’ll give DH a slice of her pumpkin pie so he’s happy too.
I don’t do much for Thanksgiving other than make us a good dinner. Personally, I’d rather go out somewhere and let someone else do the work. However, since DH prefers staying home that’s what we do. At least I keep it simple so I don’t have a lot of work to do.
I hope you all have a nice Thanksgiving!
Posted in Holidays
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Blucigs, love them, but would love them more if everything wasn’t on backorder
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I have concluded that I do love my blucigs. The only problem I have with them is that they are so backordered on everything that it takes forever for an order to go through. (Be ready to wait if you plan to order from them.)
DH likes his blucigs too. For someone with MS, who tends to drop things a lot, they are much safer than a real cigarette. Having no more burn holes in his clothing and chair makes me very happy.
I also love the fact that the house smells better with him smoking blucigs instead of two packs of cigarettes a day, which is what he was up to with all the stress over his mom.
Speaking of her…His mother is still in the nursing home although they almost sent her back to the funny farm. They’ve discovered that it pays to make certain she gets her meds.
Posted in Misc
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Staying positive in a negative world
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Staying positive is not an easy thing to do today when all you hear about on the news or read in the newspaper is the bad stuff. Yes, there are bad people out there in the world, nasty people who enjoy causing pain and suffering. There are greedy people who have no hearts.
However, there are good people out there too, generous and giving people. Wouldn’t it be great if we heard more about them? I could stand seeing the headlines shout about more good stuff for a change. Maybe if the crap stuff that people do went from front-page news to a minor paragraph on page ten, or a short blurb on the TV news, fewer thrill seekers would be vying for their fifteen minutes of fame.
Give me less Hollywood idiocy and show me true good acts and kindnesses. I do not care which star is screwing which, nor do I give a darn about the so-called reality shows where backbiting is the norm.
Give me real heroes and fewer lunatics and for crying out loud, if the politician can’t keep it in his pants quickly get him out of office and don’t tell me about it day after day after day for months. Once is enough.
Posted in Misc
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Check out lines need warning lights
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I’ve stated many times in my blog that I hate shopping. It’s true I do. I hate going to stores and shopping for things. I hate grocery shopping so much that I have six months worth of meats delivered to my house so I can cut back on the time I spend in a grocery store.
Speaking of grocery stores and shopping there. I think there should be a flashing warning light on check out lines where someone has fifty million coupons. I want to get in the store do my shopping and get the hell out thank you very much. I do not want to stand in line for twenty minutes having my frozen foods thaw while the idiot in front of me, who has handed the clerk a pile of coupons that equals the height of the Empire State building, saves fifteen dollars.
Warn me and let me go to another line. If you are the clerk and you know this person always hands you a chit load of coupons, hit the light switch and turn on that flashing light that says ‘warning coupon shopper ahead, you may be delayed.’
If you are that person with the coupon fetish, do not wait until I’ve emptied the entire contents of my cart onto the conveyer, and then whip out that mountain of coupons and hand them to the clerk. Please, I beg you, as I push my cart into the line, tell me you have the equivalent of the entire encyclopedia Britannica in coupons in your purse. I will go to another line. You won’t have me behind you moaning and banging my head on the shopping cart while the clerk scans each coupon.
Posted in Misc
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Back to the cold weather exercise
Posted by doggonedmysteries
It was cold outside today. It was a good time to get a few things done inside. I cleared out a lot of the clutter that had developed in the back bedroom, due to laziness on my part, when it came to taking things to the attic. It’s not an easy staircase to maneuver while carrying things. Therefore, I tended to drop things in the bedroom while promising myself I’d haul them to the attic later.
Now I can get at my exercise equipment again. With the cold weather coming, it is a good thing. I can spend a half hour a day on my weights and exercise ball no problem now. There’s even a nice CD player in there to play some hard rocking exercise music.
After all, at my age it’s difficult to keep the muffin top and bat wings at bay so proper exercise is important. Once the cold weather sets in G and I can’t take our weekly one-mile walks, which helped.
As I said in another post, I wear flip-flops all the time. When I went in for a stress test, I wore them and the doctor thought I should change into sneakers. I told him I would be fine and much to his surprise I was.
Posted in Misc, Weather related
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If life gives you melons, you may be dyslexic.
Posted by doggonedmysteries
With everything slamming down upon us all at once, the holidays, memories of family deaths in Novembers and Decembers past, and DH’s mother so ill it’s not easy to make lemonade.
However, we do try. Yesterday we were lucky to have sun and reasonable temperatures for this time of year. I had some time to play with the dogs and DH even joined in a bit. I cooked DH one of his favorite dinners, oven fried chicken and fragrant rice. We even had fresh papaya for dessert.
They moved his mother from the hospital back to the nursing home in the afternoon. We aren’t certain that it was wise but we’ll see how it goes. DH feels that disagreeing with the doctors doesn’t help her. However, if they screw up they will have to deal with me and not DH. He’s too easygoing.
The nursing home remembers our last run in and I have no doubt that’s why they quickly sent my MIL to the hospital this time. They don’t want me to come in loaded for bear again.
Posted in Misc
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What’s on your bucket list?
Posted by doggonedmysteries
One of the cable channels is running the 2007 movie The Bucket List this week. If you haven’t seen it yet, do watch it, it’s destined to be a classic. How can it not with Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson in the starring roles? Critics gave the movie a thumbs down but most of us common folk enjoyed it.
Two dying men, one filthy rich and the other a blue-collar worker, walk out of the hospital to fulfill the lists of things they want to do before they die, their bucket lists.
I don’t have many things on my list. I want to travel overseas. Some of the places I want to see are Ireland, Great Britain, Italy, Greece, and the country of my birth, Japan. I never had the chance to see where I was born. The US military transferred my family back to the US when I was a mere six weeks of age.
I want to travel across the US by train with DH so I can show him many of the sights I saw growing up. I’d love to meet my internet friends who are scattered across the country and overseas.
Now it’s your turn. What’s on your bucket list?
Posted in Misc
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I should have duck feathers
Posted by doggonedmysteries
We had a lot of rain today and Gavin and Patty, for some perverted reason, wanted to go out every five minutes. I soaked all my shoes and waterlogged every jacket I own. Dripping jackets hung from every kitchen chair back and coat hook by nightfall. Our weather forecasters have proclaimed that this winter we will have more rain than snow.
That is when it hit me; I don’t own anything that’s even remotely waterproof. DH has three waterproof jackets. I could borrow one of his jackets without him complaining. Nevertheless, wouldn’t it be better if I had my own? You bet.
I hate to shop. However, it looks as though I’ll have to start hunting for the perfect waterproof jacket. While I’m at it might be a good idea to find some rain boots too.
Posted in Weather related
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