Windows? Don't you mean Microsoft?

Phone rings: "Ring Ring Ring"

I check the call display. Long distance. A 981 number. I answer: "Hello"

981-234-5679 responds: "Hello Mam. This is James. We are calling about the trouble you are having with windows."

I wonder who else is there with James. I scratch my head and answer: "My windows are just fine. They kind of like to frost up in the winter but I got some plastic from Canadian Tire to blow dry on them and that should fix the problem."

981 responds: "No Mam, I am reffering to your computer. Up until now there has been no problem with your computer but we have just detected that you are having issues with your windows now."

Me: "My computer is behaving just fine."

981: "The problems are running behind the scene so it is undetectable."

Me: "I have trouble believing that the Windows people have my phone number and are concerned enough about this to be phoning me at home or maybe I am at work. Tell me, do you know where I am? Do you know my name? I think you are a scammer. You have a foreign accent. I think that most scammers do."

981: "No Mam, I can assure you that I am not a scammer and that Windows takes this problem very seriously. You can phone the police and check if you want "

Me: "To you James I say: Bull Poop!"

Click

On Looking good

Life is strange and time does odd random things to you. You go to bed one night thinking you look one way and the very next morning wake up only to discover that it is not so. For a good example let us talk about my eyebrows. One day they were just fine and the next day they had gone all crazy and were starting to bush out like you see on some old men. Random hairs simply decided to stick straight up. Wetting them down and trying to get them to dry flat does not work.





Perhaps they are not as bad as this yet. YET! That is the thing. The way things are going with them I am so afraid that they could end up this way. All I can say is thank goodness I noticed in time. Can you imagine the fright I would have had if I woke up in the morning and had this looking back at me in the mirror? That would be a real life horror movie being played out right in the comfort of my own bathroom. See how creepy those eyebrows are in the picture. Can you imagine that staring back at you?

R E D R U M

RED RUM

redrum

I decided to take action. Perhaps I can keep control of the situation with a little professional waxing and colouring? Yes? No? Maybe? Well it is an improvement but there are still little hairs that stick straight up. Tomorrow I am going to make a trip to Shoppers and get some more help in the form of eyebrow powder and wax. Gosh, I will glue those things down if I have to and while I am at it I will see if they have any product to help with my newly found hanging jowls and the bags under the eyes. They were fine the other day too. You young people, enjoy it while you can because seriously right now...you are so good looking.

Spring Accouterments

Spring has finally sprung here on the northern prairies. I thought it would never come... me and a bazillion other people that is. Along with its arrival have come all the wonderful spring accouterments. There are little yellow chicks and purple bunnies in the store as well as pastel candies and honking huge chocolate rabbits that I MUST NOT BUY! There are pot holes in the road that a 5 ton truck could get lost in, lakes where no lakes should be and a back yard full of dog droppings. Mysterious items appear in the ditch along side the road that weeks ago were hidden by five feet of snow. Yesterday I passed one super mysterious item. I have no idea what it was. It was long and coiled. It looked like a giant slinky. John would have know what it was. He would have commented on it. He would have said "Why look at that! That is a 1938 farndoogle that fit the top part of a yerdibaggle. Amazing! I wonder how that got there?" It is entirely possible that he would have stopped the car and got out to have a better look at it all the while I would have sat in the car rolling my eyes and wondering if we would ever reach our destination in my lifetime. An odd thing happened to me yesterday. I found myself compelled to stop the car and get out and look. John must be channelling me. I have not noticed this before but leave it to him not to do that except for really really important things. I did leave it in the ditch where it lay. He may have not been able to do that. At the very least he would have dragged it out for a better look. It is good to know that I still maintain some control over myself.

Yesterday was a lovely day. I drove out to my son's place in the country. My grandson was performing in a talent contest along with some of his classmates. It was the type of event that a grandma must attend. The grandson looks for the grandma and checks to see if she is appreciating it all appropriately with the proper amount of applause and big smiles of enjoyment. The program was wonderfully horrible. It was exactly what you would expect from a small community where the talent pool is minuscule. It was a celebration of mediocrity. Only one act was slightly embarrassing and that was because the singer really thought she was pretty darn good. The rest of the performers were under no delusions and adjusted their acts appropriately by becoming excellent comedians. My favourite act by far was the fancy Australian whip cracking unicyclist. Yes...you read that correctly. She rode her unicycle all the awhile cracking her whips. Who would have thunk you would find such a talent out there in the middle of nowhere? John would have loved it. I miss him so much. I miss the sparkle that would have brought to his eyes. Everything was just so much more fun with him.

Wack-a-Doodle

If things good and bad things happen in threes does this apply to wacky things as well?

Weird thing #1: Seeing robed person in photo of grave. Ignore the fact that it was debunked and turned out to be Angela squatting with the camera to get her shot. Her pose perfectly reflected to show a robed figure. I am sure that we could not reproduce that if we worked at it all day. It is like when a person sees Jesus in their grilled cheese sandwich. Everything has to line up just so....

Weird thing #2: Seeing unidentified objects in the night sky. I did not see this. Mike did. He woke me up after the fact even though he watched it for over three minutes. There was a bright light that kept blinking on and off. It did not have a steady rhythm but blinked rather randomly. Sometimes rapidly, sometimes it would pause and then start again. He could not see a source from the ground. The thing that disturbed him the most is that whenever it would start to blink he got interference on his cell phone.

Weird thing #3: I wonder what that will be? Talking animals? Snake coming out of the toilet? An episode of some item spontaneously combusting? More items from my home mysteriously disappearing?

Needful Advise

Caution

Don't stand in one place too long in the slushy icy mess early in the morning or you may freeze in place. If it happened to me, it could happen to you.

Yay!

If you use Charmin toilet paper, you can enjoy going more often so if you have been holding your bladder trying to save some pennies, you don't have to anymore. Who would have thunk it?

Wow!

If you use Bounce Dryer Bar you can save valuable time. You will not know what to do with the spare 30 seconds that you gained by not using dryer sheets! Think about it. If you do two loads of laundry a day you will save a whole minute. Seven whole minutes a week! Add that up for a whole year! Wow! I would think there would be a stampede to get Charmin and Dryer bars. With all the time you save you will have more time to enjoy peeing. I know, that is what we all want.

Duff Rhymes With Snuff

If you have ever wondered about snuff, perhaps you have wondered about duff as well. If not, get off your duff and pay attention. This is vitally important information. Perhaps you life may not be dependant on it but you never know, sometime, somewhere this may come in handy. If for nothing else, the game Balderdash comes to mind. Duff is a pudding.

4 cups flour
2 pounds suet
1 cup sugar
1 cup molasses
1/2 pound raisins
t tablespoon baking powder

Apparently you mix up all the ingredients in a bowl, put the mix into a cloth bag and tie it up and then cook it for a half an hour in boiling water. I do not recommend trying this. Suet in my opinion is good only as bird food.

Duff is slang for buttocks. Duff is decaying leaves and branches covering a forest floor. Theoretically a person could fall on their duff, onto the duff while at the same time eating their duff which could attract a bear causing a person to move their duff at a rapid speed contrary to the proper thing to do if being confronted by a hungry bear which is to play dead. Duff is fine coal or slack. Duff is slang for pregnant. Perhaps long ago back in history people used to say: "Get off your pudding and get to work. I am hungry. When is the duff ready?" From there it was an easy transition to saying: get off your duff. Up the duff means pregnant. I maybe should leave this one alone and not let my mind contemplate how this could relate to pudding. Oops, too late.

Duff can be more than a noun. It can be a verb. To duff can mean to bungle. To duff can mean to beat somebody up. It can be an adjective. A person can be a duffer. Theoretically: A duffer duffed onto his duff on the duff spilling his duff then made an unwise decision and duffed the hungry bear then got duffed up but not made pregnant. That would be an act against nature and this is a nice blog. Duff rhymes with scuff.

Puffed Wheat Cake

I made some.

That is about all I have to say about that topic because other than that, it is all I can think of about the puffed wheat at the moment. I have been away for a long time and I think I have lost all my blogging ability. I figured that I had to start somewhere. I plan on doing NaBloPoMo in November so I need to try to get up to snuff. Practice. Practice. Practice.

Speaking of snuff, have you ever wondered about it? All I know is from the movies. You see mainly men use it and they are all the slightly aristocratic and effeminate sorts, guys that also have the inevitable hanky hanging from their wrist. Maybe they need that for when they have the inevitable sneeze? I would not like to be the one who had to wash those snuff infested hankies. I have often wondered what ever possesed some person way back in history to put a tobacco product up their nose? I know that children often stick foreign items up their noses, but grown adult men? You know that a man did this first, one that had an overabundance of hankies going to waste. So up to snuff? On second thought, I should rephrase that. I can't ever see myself ever up to snuffing. I have enough problems with my sinuses.

Can You Get Vitamin D Standing In the Rain?

These rainy days are driving me nuts plus today is Sunday and nobody is around. I skipped church. All month the subject is about families and relationships. When I went last week all it accomplished was to remind me of what I no longer have. It is so hard not to get depressed. We have had more rain this spring than we have had in the last hundred years. Today it is starting to break up and the sun has tried its darnedest to shine. That truly won't happen until Tuesday and then we get sun until Friday and then rain again. I have so much yard work to do and all I can do is look out the window at it. My deck needs staining so bad and it has been so wet that the boards are starting to grow moss! They are green and slimy. That is going to be a mess to get rid of and I am not sure what to do. Yay for Mr. Goggle. I hope it does not tell me to replace all the boards. That is NOT going to happen until I am in danger of falling through. I found out from the doctor that my vitamin D counts are very low. He said to make sure to go out every day for a half an hour with short sleeves. Haw Haw! Good one! I would be a drowned rat. I have started taking D pills. Hopefully when the D levels raise I will be on more of an even keel and not feel so depressed. I had blamed how I was feeling on my loss and had never thought that anything else could be adding to it.

Due to being stuck inside, I have got a lot of spring cleaning done. All my closets and drawers are cleaned. the big trash bin is full and I added a few more boxes to the garage for donation. I cried a few times as I found things. I found a Valentine Day card from two years ago. In it is a long letter from John telling me how much I meant to him through this battle with the cancer. Reading it just tore me up again. I read it over and over. Why do I torture myself in this way? I have no answer. I put it in my bedside drawer. I have read it every night before bed since I found it. Even though it makes me cry I must get some comfort from it or I would not feel so compelled to do this.

The motor home is all packed and ready to roll. I am going to take it to my daughters mid June and stay there for a week and help her out. It is a very busy time of the year for her and her husband and the kids. Last weekend in June I am going to take my widow friend to her cowboy school weekend. She has no place to stay there and had been thinking of sleeping in her horse trailer. I will go cheer her on with all the roping and riding, read a good book, sing around the campfire cowboy songs and even enjoy the cowboy church they have for Sunday morning. She has been missing having fun in her life and now she set about to find some so by golly I am going to have some too. |Yee Haw! Happy Trails to you all and make sure to take your vitamin D.

Eeyore Writes A Blog

I got to spring my mom from the hospital yesterday. She has been able to go back to her private care home. It was a lot of work, more than I thought it would be. I have to go today as the doctor is coming and there is a lot to go over with him. She has an assessment with rehab of Thursday that I will be taking her to as the wheelchair cab costs to much for her to be riding that. I had tried her to sign up for Access Bus before and she had refused. Access Bus is an affordable wheel chair taxi. I am going to try again today to get this done as it is going to be very hard for me to bring her to each and every appointment. She has problems seeing the impact that her actions have on others. I learned yesterday that she had been having more temper tantrums. She threw her food tray at a nurse. I hope to goodness that she will be nicer to her caregivers at the home she is in. I am so afraid that I will get a call saying that she is impossible to care for and to please find a different placement for her. The thought of that makes me feel physically sick. She is driving me nuts again. I am not dealing with a totally sane person anymore. Sane people do not throw things and decide that it is OK to change things up and wear diapers cause everybody is doing it.

My daughter was supposed to come to town on Tuesday as we had concert tickets to see Simon And Garfunkel. They have canceled the tour until July as Garfunkel is having voice problems. I was so looking forward to seeing the grandkids and that concert. Arghh! I am in a grumpy mood and feeling depressed. It is raining and is not going to stop for a few days. I can't even go and try to improve my mood doing yard work.

The dogs are killing the grass in the back yard. It is turning into a mud hole and the ants are back. I think they are killing the grass too.

The sewing machine is acting funny.

The motor home is leaking in a different place than the one I fixed last week. I am going to go and check it in a minute and see if the duct tape fixed it for now until it can all dry out and I can redo the silicon. Arghh! I wrecked one of the nice new cushions that I sewed. It got all water stained. Blahh!

The virus protection subscription is running out on the laptop and I don't have a clue how to install a new one.

You would have thought that over the last three years, I would have learned not to sweat the small stuff. It seems that is what I tend to focus on. I think it is all a diversion. It keeps my mind off the big stuff. Sometimes, I feel so helpless. I know I am not.

I hope this sad post did not depress you all. After writing it all down, I am feeling a little better. I am laughing about it all. Really, what else can a person do for pity sake. Sometimes all you can do is stand in the rain and laugh just don't let the guys in the white coats see you. On the other hand, I could use a holiday. I am very tempted to jump on a plane and go somewhere. I would take the motor home but it leaks. Hahahaha!

Just so I don't leave you totally bummed out here is a humorous conversation between my five year old grandson and his four year old brother that my daughter overheard but first you need a little background info. The boys have both decided that they needed a name change and for a couple of weeks now they are to be referred as Luke and Hans from Star Wars. Sam had finished his banana and was told to go and put it in the trash....

Ben: Hans, Put the peel right dare on da floor. I will step on it and see if it is slippery.

Sam: O.K. Luke I will do dat. Right here is dat good? Step on it.

Mom: No Sam, put that peel in the garbage!! Now! Please.

Ben: His name is Hans.

I miss them.

Or Something?

Gosh, it has been almost a whole month since I last posted. I think it has been just about as long since I last checked in as well. Even though that much time has flown by, I really don't have much to say and did not have much maintenance to do other than removing the comments that are written in Asian characters that I seem to be getting a lot of lately. The spam filter does not keep them at bay. The latest of these gives me dire warnings about removing them. Apparently by removing them I forfeit any chances of winning prizes. It only took me a few moments to calm my pounding heart and wipe my sweaty hands off and now I am fine for now. I hope I don't have any bad dreams tonight about my prize less future. My fortune cookie did say that I would get the desire of my heart. I hope I did not just garbage my deepest desire off into cyber space. Oh, the agony! Somebody keeps inviting me to do a blog interview as well. I am not sure where that is coming from. Last that I knew, I am not famous nor I am not particularly relevant or riveting. Anyway, I think I will pass on it as when I went to see what it was about it just confused me. Seriously, I am a very computer challenged person. It is a really amazing thing that I can do the little that I do. It has come with a lot of coaching and probably head banging on my daughters part. Maybe she can do the interview for me? Becky? B-E-C-K-Y??? Want to go and check that out for me. I could be missing out on something wonderful. Maybe it will make me famous or something.....

This That And Another Thing

Thank you everybody for you kind words of encouragement and prayers for my mom. The powers that be decided to defer a decision and are going to leave it and see if they can get mom back to where she was before the accident. If they can that will not be bad news as I am sure she will be happier in the home that she was in having her own private room with her own possessions around her. In the meantime she will be a couple of months at least in the hospital but they have moved her to a ward that is better suited for caring for her. She is allowed to have her motorized chair and I managed to get it to her today. She had a very big smile as that chair gives her a little bit of independence.

I got my motor home. Yay! It looks very good out there in my driveway. It is still cold out so I will wait a little before I get at it and decorate and clean. It needs new drapes and chair covers. My daughter comes in nest week so maybe we will go and shop for fabric. She found some at Fabricland that have fish all over it. I did not ever promise to be tasteful in the decorating. I plan to get a garden gnome to ride along with me so you can see I am very serious in my quest for tackiness. My brother can't get over that I bought this unit. He says he just can't picture me driving it. He is sending a truckers hat in the mail even though I told him I would not wear it as it would give me truckers hair. I do not plan to get that tacky. That is just so wrong...

I have been feeling a bit more upbeat lately and seem to be better at taking things as they come without all getting all stressed and melting down. That I think is progress. Progress is good.

I am aching pretty bad as the weather is warming up drastically. It always seems to hit me when that happens. I am no spring chick. I am an old hen. Thank goodness for the new fancy tub! It really helps get the kinks out.

Coincidence?

Sometimes things happen that leave a person filled with wonder, things that most people would call coincidence but still leaving them scratching their heads and wondering because the odds of the event happening were just so small that it seems impossible. today such a thing happened to me. For those of you that are out of the loop I have been searching for a used motor home. I thought I had found one but was very unsettled about it and the whole thing was really starting to stress me out. I had decided to give it a rest for awhile but later last night I found myself back on Kijiji Saskatchewan to see if anything new had been posted. There was a new post of a 21 foot motor home that looked promising so I left an E-mail expressing interest. I didn't get around to checking my mail box until this afternoon so when I did they had mailed me the contact information. I phoned to make an arrangement to go see it even though I had gave myself permission to take a break form all of this. I did not think anything would come of it and really thought it would be a waste of time but decided I really did not have anything to lose so what the hay. When I talked to the lady on the phone I kept getting a feeling that I knew her. When I went a nice elderly gentleman showed me the unit. I really liked it, the layout and the size and the price. He said that a couple of the people that came and looked today were coming back tomorrow. I told him that I would be too. As I turned to leave I got a very strong feeling that I should not do so, that I should put a deposit on it. I listened to that voice. Anybody who knows me well knows that I am not usually impulsive and that this was very uncharacteristic of me. I even thought this myself and as I went into the house asked myself what in the world was I doing. As I entered the house I was greeted by his wife and you guessed it. I know her very well. We worked together for years side by side at the hospital. She had retired about 7 years ago and we had lost touch. Well, we had very big hugs for each other and a few tears. She put the teapot on and we sat down for tea. As we began to catch up on each other I told her that I lost my husband last October to cancer. She asked me what type of cancer so I told her Multiple Myeloma. Her face instantly went still and the tears started to roll down her cheeks. She has Multiple Myeloma. She had been wishing for a whole year that she could know somebody who knows of this cancer and had had experience of it. She understandably is terrified. The odds of me bumping into her in this way are not very good as it is a pretty rare cancer. I have yet to bump into somebody who has it. I told her that I will be there for her. We already have set a date for lunch. I had been praying for a motor home that would suit me. What would you calculate the odds of us finding each other? The city that I live near is a fairly large city. What are the odds? Coincidence? Anyway, I have a motor home and can quit stressing and searching and she has a friend that understands. Thankfully, for her, she has a more gentle form of this cancer and it is very treatable. She may have many good years ahead for her. Her hubby was grinning from ear to ear. All I can say is "Wow" I have the feeling that I was sent there. If I would have walked away we would not have met up again and I probably would not have a motor home yet and one where I feel like I can trust the person I bought it from and I would not be reconnected to this dear lady. Oh, I almost forgot. she gets together once a month with a bunch of the people that have retired from my department. She listed them all and I worked with and know them all. I will be going along with her the next time they meet for lunch or dinner. I should have my new baby home with me by next week and can hardly wait to get my hands on it and jazz it up the way I like all tacky and fun. I do need to go and get a new singing fish. John would have liked that. I want to also put bits and pieces of his fishing things in there some how. It will make it seem to me, that in a strange way, he is with me.

Update

There is not really any new and earthshaking news about mom. That is a good thing as so often no new is good news. She seems to be keeping her spirits up and is looking much better. Physio was going to come in the afternoon and try to see if they could get her up. I will hopefully know more tomorrow. Basically, Mike and I went and watched her fidget for 2 hours. She does not want a television. This is very confusing to me as I am sure that she was born hugging one. If she is fidgeting more tomorrow, I am going to have it hooked up. I think maybe she is afraid that she won't know how to operate it. I would put money on that. I think I may just have figured her out!

Happy Birthday to Becky. I wanted to put up some cute scanned photo of you as a child for all to see. I can't think of what could be a nicer thing than to be publicly embarrassed on your birthday. Sorry honey, maybe by next year I will have all my computer woes sorted out. Love you and hope you are all feeling better.

I remembered to take the car to the body shop.

Little Eyes Beware

I have been watching a fair amount of Olympic sports. Today I would like to talk a little about costuming and in particular the outfit that the Bob Sleigh guys and gals wear. They can jazz it all up all they like but it still is skin tight spandex. I figured that they must surely wear something underneath to hold the goods in place. You would think? Well apparently not or at least one guy does not. My jaw almost hit the floor when after the Russia Three run, the guy got out of the sled. It looked like a scene out of the movie Blades Of Glory with Will Farrow. Poor Mike was watching with me. He had a confused look on his face as he tried to process what he was seeing. I clued him in. He just about fell on the floor laughing probably more because I noticed and said something. I said: "Hey that guy has a oopsie whoo hoo" He was thinking the guy was well endowed and that maybe he had stuffed himself like dancers sometimes do. I told him that it was a very odd way to stuff himself. You don't expect to see that on a Olympic telecast. I guess the camera man was not fast enough or maybe he was. I wonder if they will edit it when they rebroadcast later tonight? I told Mike that maybe they did not notice. He says "It is pretty hard not to notice, no pun intended."Anyway, I checked on Google to see if anybody else picked up on what we saw. I did not find anything about it. That does not mean that there is nothing on the subject. I just am not sure what to enter in the Google search? How do you word something like that? This is the sort of thing that comedians will run with for a long time. However, I did see photos of some Bob Sleigh gal who had the seat of her pants rip out. She was not wearing a stitch under her costume. Seriously! Nada! I have decided that this is an embarrassing sport to watch. It is not for the delicate.

I Have What?

I got up this morning and noticed some funny perfectly round circles (five of them) on my mid section. Mr. Google says that in all probability that it would be ring worm. Eeeeeee! Hyperventilation! After reading a little further I learned that it is NOT caused by a worm. Whew! After learning that I quickly got my breathing under control. Becky thinks I should post a picture of this, my latest strange malady. However, I am not convinced that all the whole big wide world world needs to see a photo of my mid section plus I think it would prove to be a difficult camera angle not to mention feel weird and a little creepy.

I had to run my mom in for more blood work and X-rays. My baby granddaughter was developing conjunctivitis so she needed to see a doctor as well, plus I had not gone in to do the blood work that my doctor ordered about a month ago and had told me to get on asap. Off we went. We got it all took care of. It was an amazing juggling act but feels so good to get it all out of the way.

When it was my turn at the minor emergency the doctor asked me if I was a farmer. "No" I said. He asked if I had been around any cattle. "No" I said. At that he was scratching his head. I don't know why but I find this hilarious. It does not take much to entertain me. Anyway, he said that it looks like ringworm but it is hard to say so I will be treated for that condition just in case. I am wondering that maybe it is a delayed reaction to the sticky electrodes that they stuck on me when I had the stress test last week? Anyway, he said that I would not be highly contagious so that is a good thing because I have been around all the grand kids and Lamosil is not really good for you.

After all that we went and had lunch and picked tiles for the bathtub surround. I found some fantastic splendid,stupendous ones.I can't express how jazzed I am! Super jazzed.

The Moving Finger

The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,

Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit

Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,

Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.

The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

Chit Chat

This is what I did today. Ahhhh....you knew that eventually I would have to resort to this! It was inevitable.

I got up in the morning. Hee hee! I played with the dogs and gave Shyla her antibiotics. Now this is a real joy. She does not want her antibiotics. It takes two people. One has to wrap her tightly in a towel and pry her mouth open while the other has to quickly squirt the drugs in. Here is picture of what she tends to do when she gets drugs. Yup, not a pretty sight is it?


Mike and I went to town. Really... that is funny. Why we say we went to town I do not know but all Martensvilleites say that. We went to the city. Funny to say even that considering that we are now officially a city. We went to Saskatoon.

We bought brake rotors for the car. I bought claw covers for Libby Bean. An altercation is definitely in the works between her and Frankie. I want it to be even. Her claw covers are hot pink. I will post pictures. I bought a book on Beagles. It probably won't change anything just make me feel more inadequate but hey, I will be informed.

We went to Wal Mart. We are insane. Nobody should go there on a Saturday. What a zoo. You should have seen the parking lot. A sane person would have turned around and left. I needed to buy a bell. I figured that I would find one in the Christmas section. Why? Well, I read that it is nice to train the dogs to ring the bell when they have to go outside. I am sure that Becky and Angela are howling with laughter about now. I am looking forward to their astonishment when Roscoe and Frankie saunter up to the door and ring that bell. Who will be laughing then? Who I ask? Ha! Me that is who! Yup.

I forgot to buy the neutralizing agent for cleaning the pee smell off the floor. This was the main reason for going to SASKATOON in the first place. Sigh....

Mike made pizza and we watched a movie. We watched: Knowing. I figured anything with Nicholas Cage had to be good. It started out well and was a not to bad movie until the end and it got really, really lame. We ended up laughing at the stupidity of it. It was the dumbest ending that I have seen in a long time.

Now, as soon as my cooking is done in Cafe World and after couple of rounds of Bejewelled, I am going to bed. Hmmm....maybe I will read a little more advise from my Beagle book that I will be inadequate to execute.

Stuff

NaBloPoMo = the month of posts about not having anything to post about or a month of haphazard stuff. I probably do have things to write about but am having trouble to sit and focus and do a good job. My brain is such a jumble. Random thoughts flitter about.

I have been enjoying all the wonderful thoughts and memories that family is leaving on The John Braun page. They do make me cry but it is a healing thing. I am so glad that Becky came up with the idea. I hope the memories keep on coming.

The bank phoned today. The mortgage insurance has come through so I now own the house. John and I worked so hard together for this day. We planned to have a big celebration, go out for supper then come home and make a big bonfire and burn the papers that is if we had any to burn. If not we would have made something to burn just because it seems appropriate to burn something.

Shyla the cat had her surgery today. She had the lump successfully removed plus two teeth had to go. One of those teeth were broken. Her mouth could not have been feeling very well at all. I won't know until next week what the deal with the lump is about. I hope it was nothing.

I am going in to work tomorrow for a shift. I really don't feel like it. I will go anyway cause I said I would. I really don't feel like it. I don't have a clue as to why I said that I would go in.

I can't open my bag of Rice Thins. Where are the scissors?

Libby cat tried to beat the puppy up. She stalks her, acts all curious and innocent. Slowly Libby moved her nose toward Frankie and slowly Frankie moved her nose toward Libby then: hissst BAM BAM BAM Thumpa thump!!!! Poor puppy. She never saw it coming.

I bought my grand daughters Christmas presents on line. I love this. I am wondering if I can do the rest of my Christmas shopping that way. Think of all the germs that I could avoid! Anyway...KangarooBoo I love you. That rhymes!

Sweet Pea

John and I spent the better part of last week visiting our kids and grand kids who live out of town. We really needed to go. There is no better pick me up. I had fun playing with all of them. I taught little Hannah new things. It was so funny. I would click away with my tongue like a maniac. She would just stare and stare.


I figured that she thought her grandma was just a real nut case but lo and behold, out came one little click. At first I thought it must be a fluke but then out came another little click followed by the biggest smile ever!


I would follow that up with my own laughter and then she would follow that up with another big big smile. She is only two months old. We think that this is amazing. I don't remember if my kids mimicked at that age.

I attended Ben's preschool graduation. Here he is with his bestest buddy. They are so happy because they get to be in the same class in kindergarten. His mom and I find the size difference hilarious. They really don't notice.


Look up at the camera Sammy. Say cheese. Look at grandma. Sammy. Sammy. Here. Arghh. Sigh.... This boy is not shy. The picture may say he is shy but do not believe it.

I have been outside today gardening. I am hoping that we won't have anymore frost or snow. It is terribly windy today so I am eating a lot of dirt. Phteww!! I am waiting for John to get back from the store with my tomato plants. A little break is in order.

Our passports came in the mail today. If you squint your eyes enough, you might be able to see me jumping up and down. I am so relieved.

We are still waiting to find out what happens next with John's treatment. First the physician who reads the bone marrow biopsy's was away for a week and then our transplant oncologist was away this last week. I think we won't find anything out until Wednesday. Tuesday is the day when they go over every bodies files and make all the big decisions. We did find out that the last three rounds of chemo did absolutely nothing. That did not surprise me as we were told that usually a person hits a plateau. It is too bad that there was no way to figure out how a person was reacting. It would have saved him a couple of months of suffering.

Well. I had better get back at it. I am way behind on the yard work. I guess I will go and spit some more dirt.

I Have Been Found Out

Why must all narrators on nature shows have an accent? John needs to know. They seem to be British . Did you know baby Blue whales gain nine pounds an hour? Freaky!

Somehow my boss at the hospital found out that I am home. He was happy. I am working on Thursday. I haven't worked for five months. Thursday should be interesting. My boss at the grocery store assured me that I can come back at work anytime that I want. I am still thinking about that one. It is hard on my knees and back.

I got all the raking finished yesterday. All that is left outside is to dig out the front flower beds and sweep along side of the house. Interesting isn't it? When I feel grumpy about the yard work, I just think of the people in Manitoba. When all the flood waters finally recede, they will have all that debris to clean up. My little bit of raking is just a pittance compared to that.

After the Cancer Center, we are going to have our passport pictures taken. I hope they turn out better than my citizenship photo turned out. That was the worst picture ever and to top it off, I had mistakenly thought that I was done with it when I sent it away, it was stapled to my citizenship certificate. I am sure the judge uses the photos as further identification when he hands out the certificates. I don't know how he can keep a straight face.