Outside

Today is Feb 19, 2021, the snow is melting, and we have rain. Granted, it will take a bit to get the snow completely gone, but it at least there won’t be flooding. The ground wasn’t frozen before the snow fell and with this rain, it is slowly soaking into the what and pea fields. And the creeks and rivers! Best part is this area has finally gotten a ‘normal’ amount of snowfall for a winter. Last time we had snow like this it was more than a decade or two ago. Many (including myself) have posted snow pictures, so thought about sharing some of my favorite ones. It has been years since the snow was right for making things out of snow, so this year my imagination opted to create 3 snow people and 1 peep. Little Bear, in a fit of making also made a rabbit. (It was funny, while outside, realised how often my boys and Little Bear helped me play in the snow and missed it. Then, the kid came home from work and started in!!) Below are Mrs. Whatsit (Wrinkle in Time character, EXCELLANT read, not so great movie), and a snow lady and a snow man. The next day it was obvious melting had started and they weren’t looking as nice!! They are followed by two different views of the snow rabbit and the peep. Was asked why it was blue. Laughed and realised, not everyone is a peep connoisseur. They come in yellow, blue, purple, pink pastels for Easter and white and orange for Halloween. Peeps can also be chicks or bunnies or ghosts. There are probably some for Christmas, too! Today, my peep is faded and looks rather worse for wear. When the kid mentioned this to me, told him that sugar and marshmallow don’t hold up well in water. :o)

The birds have been veracious. When someone says a person is eating like a bird, they obviously haven’t had a feeder!!!! Learned that birds have to be a certain wait to fly and as they eat, they excrete. Which is why when you see a ‘fat’ bird sitting around, they are most unhealthy!! The squirrels have been hilarious. For several days the snow was fluffy and the rodents would leap onto railings, knowing there was a railing there, but it was covered in snow and poof! They’d fall into the soft snow and have to swim out. They are also burying seeds in the snow, which seems rather silly. But, well, squirrels! The one who knocked the lid off the feeder and didn’t realise it was even more laughable. Working like crazy for a few seeds, when he could have gone inside the feeder and had all he wanted. Although, not sure The Craftsman would have wanted to ’empty’ a squirrel from a feeder!

Really hope this post doesn’t end up too laden with photos to even peruse! Was going to add some kitchen creations, but will wait. Not all those photos are loaded on the laptop, anyway. Thus, more outside!!! Down the street, in the yard, and bulls during the short Valentine’s Day drive I was taken on. Stubborn, huge creatures. The only spots on their pelts that was snow free was on their foreheads. One would push the other for several feet, stop, then the other would push. Guess they were trying to keep warm!

As mentioned above, it is melting and the drips of rain and water is tons less stressful than hearing several feet of snow and ice slide off the roof. Most of the stuff on this one is gone. All around the neighborhood, though, there are heavy looking white festoons poised on roof edges. Probably waiting til someone is walking next to a house where they can become victims of snow fall. It may be funny in movies, but it is actually kinda dangerous. Like the sledding scene witnessed the other day. A 4 wheeler drove past pulling about 4 kids on a plastic sled. The next time it was seen, all the kids were on the motorized vehicle with the driver, shrieking away. On the sled was an adult. Who was rolled off as they rounded a corner on a street full of parked cars. The driver didn’t hear or notice for a bit. The tumbled adult was fortunate. Reminds me of a recent Tundra comic featuring three dogs, one wearing a plastic cone on his head. An older dog remarks, “It’s all fun and games til someone ends up in a cone.”

Thankful for heat and water and electricity and a gentle winter. Cannot even imagine what others states in the US are facing.

Sharing a you tube video on Peep Dioramas. So much fun a person can have with marshmallow!!

Monday Birthdays…

Monday’s and birthdays shouldn’t be combined. OK, this gal is older now and it was a very odd sort of day. Let me splain! Not a sum up, this post is too long! (note: Garfield needs a party hat.)

Was hoping to have a new year with great glucose results. Nope. Woke up super low and it stayed there til quite a while after getting up, when it sky rocketed to a much higher number that used to be a normal for me. So annoying!!! I had taken a shot in my tummy last week that has turned into a lovely purple bruise the size of a thumbprint below my belly button. (Thankfully, purple is one of my favorite colors!!!) When I got into the shower with the low blood sugar, discovered that it was being shared with a spider. Now, showering with a friend is lovely. Showering with a spider is NOT!!!! After the shower, it was time to dress. So, opened up all the packages I’d purchased after Christmas. One of the skirts was an absolutely lovely discontinued piece. It was ordered before in the wrong size and it would not shrink. So ordered it again. That skirt was a 1X, the new one was XL. They were the EXACT same size. Which kind of sort of makes sense, but crushed me. The other skirt was a 14 and fits well and my t-shirts are always worn larger. Needless to say, the 14 was worn and the other put back into the bag to return.

 The cookies made the other day were almost gone, so opted to make blondies. Except was wanting tunes and popped in Meatloaf’s ‘Bat Out of Hell’, which is one of my all-time very favorite albums. (it isn’t listened to often because The Craftsman doesn’t care for it and it is in the bottom of the stack of CDs) Unfortunately, my glucose was still high and getting higher, so dashed to the other side of the house to get some insulin. On my way back to the kitchen, there was a loud crackling noise and it confused me. Was certain the CD was mucked up because that odd sound wasn’t in any of the songs on the album. Then, realized what it was and ran into the kitchen to turn down the burner. The burner holding the pot containing butter, which had melted and was sputtering! Added the rest of the ingredients, after making sure all was ok and it wasn’t right. Thinking some of the butter had spattered away, added a smidge more. One of the reasons this recipe for blondies is a favorite is because it can be mixed and made in a single pan, which means less dishes! Unfortunately, while holding the pan and pouring the batter out, the handle I was gripping cracked! My favorite sauce pan and the handle broke!!!!!! (I’m still annoyed!)

Pretty much spent the rest of the day doing laundry and tidying up the kitchen. Since Little Bear wasn’t going to be home for dinner, planned on making breakfast. Even with not quite a dozen eggs, was pretty sure I could manage a meal with chicken strips and waffles. (another favorite) When the kid got home from work, he brought me a card from Alaska that made me smile. It was a Christmas card!! A college friend got them mailed a bit late, so thought it was perfect it arrived on my birthday. My MN friends sent me the one below. She said she saw it six months ago and bought it for my birthday!! Then, tried to take some birthday selfies to commemorate the day and deleted EVERY SINGLE one of them on accident!! Went back outside and took a couple more.

At this moment, put roast beast in the crock pot for dinner and hoping it is better than Monday’s! (Most of my cooking is done easy and a crock pot is easy!!) The Craftsman called at 523 to tell me he was on his way home. He did not arrive until 635. Little Bear (who did want dinner at home) called at 630 to say he was on his way home. He arrived just before 7. It takes close to 25 min for most drivers to get from town to the house. So very thankful there was an oven to keep the waffles warm and the scrambled eggs were kept on low with the 4 chicken strips found in the freezer. Cooked myself a plain egg and ate it with a waffle and a cup of applesauce about 625. Didn’t know the freezer at Grandma’s had more strips in it, so kept the chicken for the guys. If the roast had been cooked, we could have eaten together no matter how late everyone arrived! Oh well. The guys were fed and enjoyed their meal.

The Craftsman brought me a pot of purple primrose. Love those flowers! It is a bit too early to plant outside, so it is blooming inside. Used to plant them in Tillamook often, but this area is so very different! Actually, the seasons all over Oregon and Ak and even MN are different. What used to be the norm a decade ago, isn’t today. Find that a tad nervousing. Which is why one of the things I’m planning is to plant milkweed to encourage Monarch butterflies to visit and thrive. Will also get Painted Lady eggs. Those are such cheerful fliers!

Ended the day watching most of ‘A Fish Called Wanda’. (The Craftsman has tried to record it when it has been on and finally got all but the first five minutes.)  An absurd, full of crazy sex-capades, and absolutely 80’s movie. Logical end to a bizarre Monday!  

OH, one of my neighbors, who grew up in AK, hung a bag on the door! A bag holding an Alaskan story. Now, just need to read! Haven’t read more than a chapter in the last couple of days. Also, made an angel cake this afternoon-using the cool angel cake holder that is used to cool the cakes that The Craftsman made. (It only looks like a lamp!) Speaking of, dropped in The Craftsman’s lunch box an audio book called ‘Ghost Soldiers’ about WW2. Adore how this month is full of days to celebrate people in all kinds of ways.  

To each of you, LOVE on!!  

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Waiting

One thing that drives me crazy is when people open Christmas gifts or birthday presents before the actual day. In this last week of Jan. one card has arrived for me and it is obvious it is a birthday card. My friend put in quotes between my first and last name, ‘Birthday Girl’. I laughed and set it aside to open on Monday. Had also planned on making one of my favorite dinners that night, roast beef. Prime rib would be even better, but that isn’t something easily done. However, a nice roast in the crock pot is a great idea! So, went out and spent almost $50 on a roast and two spritzers and some Valentine cards that need written and mailed and an ice cream treat that was supposed to be less expensive, but the discount was for a different store. (piffle) Sadly, the kid just told me he is going shopping on Monday night and didn’t understand how come my roast beef dinner couldn’t be moved. In retrospect, it can be. Will make it on Tuesday and they can have it before they leave for their study groups. No, will not tell him it is my birthday. It is just another day of doing chores. Wasn’t planning on leaving the house again (except to mail things) til Wednesday anyway. My celebration will be drinking one of the spritzers and opening up a package I ordered from Duluth Trading Co containing a top and two skirts and the Amazon package holding a book. Have had those packages for several weeks already and not reaading that book has been driving me nuts! lol

Wednesday will be picking up stuff to cook for Little Bear’s Thursday birthday. Saw a post by a southern friend for sandwiches called ‘Po’Boys’ (interesting story. Appears ages past, owners of delis decided to feed men who were on strike, calling them poor boys. The sandwiches were large and filling). So, will make buns out of frozen bread rolls and buy large slices of roast beef (not using my roast, will need much more!) and will add fried shrimp. Although, those may need hand cooked. Which is a tad more work than anticipated. They will be surf and turf Po’ Boys without the Cajun spices! Because my personal palate is boring as dust. Will give little bear a bottle of whatever he wants to spice his own up!! He also wants cheese cake for his birthday. Which means I’ll need to make something else since Grandma doesn’t care for cheesecake and she’ll be visiting for his birthday! (will make angel cake for mine, so Little Bear can reenact the stuffing cake in the mouth scene from ‘Ground Hog Day’!)

Will also see about getting him a digital thermometer to hang outside by the rabbits. The poor things are confused. We had super warm days followed by freezing cold with snow and wind that sucked the warm right out of the air and the critters are molting like it is spring. Yet, the winter season is just starting. His 7 babies gained almost 4 pounds in a week and the mom, when he takes a youngster out to look it over, just gives him that look that says, ‘you can keep it’. They like to hop over her or sit on top of her. Reminds me of that awesome Dr. Seuss book ‘Hop on Pop’. Although, this is ‘Hop on Mom’!!!

Speaking of books, have you read anything besides ‘Tom Sawyer’ or ‘Adventures of Huck Finn’ by Mark Twain? Just started ‘Roughing It’ and have been giggling out loud almost every other page. There was a paragraph where the main character described another and said in a long hilarious sentence, ‘she rained the nine parts of speech forty days and forty nights, metaphorically speaking, and buried us under a desolating deluge of trivial gossip that left not a crag or pinnacle of rejoinder projecting above the tossing waste of dislocated grammar and decomposed pronunciation!’ Those last four words had me giggling helplessly while waiting for my eyes to get back to normal in the parking lot of the eye doctor.

Yup, did that. Visited the eye doctor and she dilated my eyes and found that they are practically the same as they were when my glasses were renewed in the fall of ’18. Which is good news, but doesn’t seem to help the headaches. Wonder if they just need adjusting. The glasses, not the eyes! At this time, it appears this old gal is absolutely healthy. With problems walking or moving the right arm or seeing. Perhaps it is really all mostly imagined and just need to realise whatever it is in my brain that is keeping me physically handicapped isn’t as important as it might be.

So, what is your favorite birthday meal and or cake??? (had an angel cake like that last one- what a mess to cut!!)

The Last Month in 2020

This is a month dedicated to festivities. The house here in OR is no exception. Mostly. The yard is surrounded in lights, but it isn’t one of a handful this December. It seems EVERYONE has put up lights and yard decor. Granted, the wind we’ve had has been rather negative towards towering air filled characters (This afternoon, I passed a smiling Santa flat on his nose!), but by and large, most of the items are things that shine. The Craftsman finished the wooden tree that went out partially last winter (he was not happy, it seems he zip tied the string to the board and removing them was a lot of work. However, it did let him paint the board and change the dull plywood brown for plywood green which looks much better under the fluorescent bulbs.) and he put out another one of the spinning lights that makes lovely fairy lights in the trees. Little Bear did move it because when it spun ‘low’ it was shining in the rabbit pens and he didn’t want his rabbits to have lights in the cages. (would they chase them like cats do???) Something I wondered was there is such a chasing after this holiday (“I need this after the year we’ve had around here.”), what will happen once January 6 hits (traditionally when decor is put away)? Coloring is a good idea to while away the new year!! Found this image under 5th grade math. (I texted Podman the wrong age, told him it was 2nd.) Between you and me, not exactly sure what math has to do with a busty lady wearing a corset while playing with her hair!

Moses isn’t as impressed with the decorations as he is with filled bird feeders. Now that it is colder, the little birds are even more eager to visit. We weren’t sure if Moses was a cat in a crime scene in this picture or if he was baiting the birds! (there are empty sunflower seeds in front of him) The squirrels have decided to munch on The Craftsman’s lights. We aren’t sure why, perhaps the little colored shapes look edible? He sprayed them all with a mix of Tabasco sauce and water and a smidge of dish soap after he needed to repair several strings days prior to their Thanksgiving Eve debut. (my mix came off in the rain, the night it was applied!!)

Inside, not much has gotten done. All the nativity sets are out, my adorable Holly is on her stand and half dressed. The fronds that make up her skirt are unpacked, but the bungee cord used in 2018 to hold the fronds on her waist is missing (bungee cords do wander off!!). (photo is from a couple of years back, the nose is NOT something I put on her.) The shelving unit in the living room is also decorated. Little Bear sort of objected to my balanced display of candy around the tree, he insisted that food can’t be art. Which is NOT true!!! All I wanted was candy to put in the container and the sweets The Craftsman found were favorites for the guys, but not entirely filling to the tree shape!!

Odd, those two photos are a lot larger than they appeared after being shrunk. No matter. My little technology device just told me my glucose might be high, so need to go and verify that. This one has been on for almost 7 days and the ‘people who use this device approved‘ sticky patches arrived today, so there is a much more confident feeling as I go into this next week! Did make another pumpkin pie to use up the last of the canned punkin the fridge, the tiny ones still awaiting being cooked down are wearing Santa hats. (Wanted to text Ms. Monster a photo, but my phone is being VERY annoying and failing to send even 4 word texts unless I was outside in the freezing fog next to the car!!) If you make pumpkin pie, what kind of fluid do you use? I use a mix of reg milk with powdered milk or canned evaporated. My sister also adds rum! Another friend uses cream. More use only sweetened condensed milk. (which I only use for fudge!!) Had no idea there were so many things you could add to a pumpkin pie. Little Bear prefers whipped topping.

Not Fun Friday

Thursday night two odd things happened, the 80’s were embraced, and one dinner became a new favorite. One odd thing was a comment I didn’t know how to interpret. I’d mentioned to The Craftsman an observation I had found in the online notes from my Diabetes doctor. It read something like this, “Obese. Pleasant appearance.” He replied, ‘Maybe this new machine will help that.” Odd?  Yes. The other odd thing that happened, though, was really bad.  I forgot my long acting insulin. My new CGM reminded me, my cell phone alarm reminded me, I took a bit of short acting insulin and blew off the longer one. Later, The Craftsman put in a cheesy movie I had to watch. A few scenes I didn’t watch (it is a very familiar movie), but I was with Michael J. Fox until the end of The Secret of My Success. (I did leave at the very end when the love interest does the funny hand thing in the air with her back to him)  NOTE: Thursday must have been cheesy movie night. Earlier, he was watching ‘Dante’s Peak’ when Little Bear and I stopped in the living room and stayed because neither of us had ever seen it. Good LORD is that movie hilarious!! Little Bear, “How can he kiss the girl with that much energy after being pinned inside a squashed truck for two days with an arm that was broken so badly a bone was sticking out? He should be medivaced and on fluid.” We then decided it was because the character was being played by one of the several James Bonds AND Remington Steele (80’s, I loved Remie!!!) Anyway, it was after 1 am when I remembered my shot.

Friday morning was not exactly sparkly. I had to laugh inside, I knew The Craftsman had a lot to do and reminded him if he wanted intimacy (it was mid-morning and he was falling asleep petting my arm. He is very much a person who responsibly gets his day started as soon as he wakes up), we should get started and he’d be able to leave in a little bit. He complained I was treating ‘making love’ like a job. I smiled as he was getting dressed and said if it had been a job, I’d not get paid!  At any rate, he brought me the fountain soda I’d asked for before he left the second time and I put a stew in the crockpot. When he was home for lunch, I did tell him about my two toys, Bluebird and Twig (not by name). He didn’t seem too upset and asked if they worked. I also wasn’t feeling good and ate a single chicken patty and drank the soda, finished the electrolyte water I’d started, and drank regular tap water.

Except, I am not sure the fountain soda was sugar free. My CGM and my blood glucose monitor were both reading very high and I felt nauseous and ended up sleeping most of the rest of the day until it dropped to a passably decent level. Unfortunately, it started to climb after I had a cup and a half of stew and two 1 inch biscuits. (maybe 1 and a half) Or it could have been the delayed shot.  As I’m typing, everyone is out and about again and it is almost 9 pm. I’m going to check blood and the CGM and maybe read after unloading the dishwasher. (Friday night is so exciting!! Lol)

Oh.  And the favorite dinner? Chicken and waffles. The guys were decidedly dubious about the idea of waffles being eaten with chicken sans ranch dressing, but they tried it and fell in love with it!! Hooray to the restaurant owner in Harlem who first paired the two! Next time I serve it, I’ll make it all from scratch instead of using premade frozen chicken strips. (which really were not strips and had only a few in the package, in spite of how good they were!!) Strider said it was his favorite meal to order at iHop. This is a fun 2 page link about the many origins of this delicious treat.  

Quotations on Sex

My last two posts were on forgiveness and love. For this one, I decided I’d veer off into someone else’s thoughts. I collect quotes. I have them on sticky notes (what a genius invention those were!!) and on index cards and in notebooks and on scraps of paper and on my defunct iPad and in published books of quotations on my shelves and I use them all. Ages past, I would create personalized books from empty journals for friends. It would take a while for me to get the plan organized and then compile the quotes and thoughts and stickers and what not to fill the pages with. I’d write as much of it as possible by hand. It was a work of love. I recently found these following quotes and thought I’d share them with you. In my ‘online journal’, also a work of love and frustration!

I’ll start off with recreation.

Good sex is like good bridge-if you don’t have a good partner, you better have a good hand.” Mae West

 ‘Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.” Charlotte Bronte

 Politics is a great place to find sex.

Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks his car or where he lives, but he never forgets oral sex, no matter how bad it is.”  Barbara Bush

This next gem always cracks me up. The US so idolizes the forefathers of the country, they forget the men were once human. It is pretty long, so I hope I can get it to format without taking up a ton of room. I did send it to a few people.

In all your Amours you should prefer old Women to young ones. You call this a Paradox, and demand my Reasons. They are these:
1. Because as they have more Knowledge of the World and their Minds are better stor’d with Observations, their Conversation is more improving and more lastingly agreable.
2. Because when Women cease to be handsome, they study to be good. To maintain their Influence over Men, they supply the Diminution of Beauty by an Augmentation of Utility. They learn to do a 1000 Services small and great, and are the most tender and useful of all Friends when you are sick. Thus they continue amiable. And hence there is hardly such a thing to be found as an old Woman who is not a good Woman.
3. Because there is no hazard of Children, which irregularly produc’d may be attended with much Inconvenience.
4. Because thro’ more Experience, they are more prudent and discreet in conducting an Intrigue to prevent Suspicion. The Commerce with them is therefore safer with regard to your Reputation. And with regard to theirs, if the Affair should happen to be known, considerate People might be rather inclin’d to excuse an old Woman who would kindly take care of a young Man, form his Manners by her good Counsels, and prevent his ruining his Health and Fortune among mercenary Prostitutes.
5. Because in every Animal that walks upright, the Deficiency of the Fluids that fill the Muscles appears first in the highest Part: The Face first grows lank and wrinkled; then the Neck; then the Breast and Arms; the lower Parts continuing to the last as plump as ever: So that covering all above with a Basket, and regarding only what is below the Girdle, it is impossible of two Women to know an old from a young one. And as in the dark all Cats are grey, the Pleasure of corporal Enjoyment with an old Woman is at least equal, and frequently superior, every Knack being by Practice capable of Improvement.
6. Because the Sin is less. The debauching a Virgin may be her Ruin, and make her for Life unhappy.
7. Because the Compunction is less. The having made a young Girl miserable may give you frequent bitter Reflections; none of which can attend the making an old Woman happy.
8thly and Lastly They are so grateful
!!” Ben Franklin

I’ll close with two more:

If a man is highly sexed, he’s virile. If a woman is, she’s a nymphomaniac. With them, its power, but with us, a disease! Even the act of sex is called penetration. Why don’t they call it enclosure?” Gemma Hatchback.

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Make love when you can, it’s good for you.” Kurt Vonnegut

A New W..eeeeek!

The last post I tried to write was too long by more than a page. It was an attempt at trying to condense the previous week. It didn’t work well. I sent a letter to a friend and decided to try to put it in an outline form. That was also several pages. The week before was definitely something from a journal of the absurd. I actually own a volume by that name. It has some crazy stories in it, the week just experienced would rival many of them! I’ve not read emails this last week, I’m behind and running out of time. (good book by Margaret P. Haddix) so, EEEEK!

So, I’ll start with this week and add a few photos now and then. I have next to me a large coffee cup half full of pink bubbly. It isn’t as tasty as I remember, but it will be the last one I drink. There are a great many lasts in these middle days of September. Today, in particular, I signed off on papers to start the sale of the house. I sold the lawn furniture (picnic table and chairs and what not). I also sold the kayak. It about broke my heart, but it was necessary. I visited the bank with a great deal of cash I needed to put in my account. About $450. I’d already taken out the third for my sister and the money for a paving stone in a memorial park. (With winter coming, they won’t set it in place until spring. It doesn’t matter, it is done). I realized, again, just how awful math is as I added and subtracted and finally got the same answer more than once and chose it. (note: saw a GREAT license plate today. Ksirah. I’d love that plate myself, especially if it had a ‘2’ after the word to square sirah. It is still my favorite motto!) I took a bird feeder and shepherd’s hook to a lady who expressed an interest in one. (she was so surprised I saved one out for her!) I also took the expensive urn, smashed it, and tossed it deep into the muck of the inlet. (Little Bear was appalled. He said cleaned, it would make a nice small cookie jar. I cannot imagine it, myself.)

When the guys were here last week, they were crazy busy. On Friday, the Jukebox Kid visited and paid us most of what he owed. Saturday morning, early, my sister texted asking if I’d found a couple of toys. Later, the person watching the animals texted to say the kitties were fine. (my phone works up north. Little Bear’s works some. The Craftsman’s doesn’t work at all) About an hour and a half later, I had a thought, and texted her, ‘How is the bunny?’ She replied, “What bunny?” She thought the rabbit was at Grandma’s and would be ok. She dashed to the house and found an alive, but very hungry rabbit. Jake then discovered the guys were leaving around noon and opted to visit. (they were also given the grand made from the sale of their jukebox) She mentioned to The Craftsman that she was a slacker. He doesn’t see her very often and rarely talks to her, he half jokingly responded, ‘Yes, you are.’ Which is why I think she wants to visit this week sometime to help me. (She is also looking for some things I didn’t sell that she wants) When they left after their short visit on Saturday, the teen daughter asked me as she carted off an armload of stuff, “Auntie Krit, do we need to pay for the stuff we are taking?” I laughed and said no.

I must admit, in the four weeks the guys have been here over the last 6 years, they have gotten more done than any 8 people. I wish I could have given them a day of ‘fun’, but there wasn’t time. Little Bear did drag a boat around with the kayak and a pole and later anchored it on the lake. (Father Goose, maybe. Cary Grant, not at all!!!) One day was super nice and when we walked on the one almost sandy beach, I was barefoot. We did visit the sunset a few different nights. So, there were some good moments in the midst of the ridiculous experiences of the week! Now, it is raining and overcast. I wore light blue and sparkles on Tuesday because I knew it would be a rough kind of day. I’m going to miss this place so much! Especially, the kayak…but EO water is quite a journey from the house I live in. it wasn’t conducive to bringing it back. It is super smoky in EO at the moment, so not looking forward to getting a flight south. I’ll have to do that soon.  I’m now over long again. I’ll post more when I get a chance!

Honey, honey-

I was outside this afternoon pulling morning glory from one of the garden beds. (I detest morning glory. I used to think it was so pretty, but then I realised what an invasive plant it was!) I enjoy twining plants, but morning glory twines and drives me bonkers! Anyway, the morning glory was around my CA poppies, so I was trying to be careful of the ferny stems and not break any. While out, I noticed the honeybees. It was so darn CUTE!

Now, cute is the order of business in a garden when it comes to little finds. (Except baby earwigs, those are NOT cute!) Recently, I discovered tadpoles in the pond Little Bear put in years ago. What amazing creations those are. I also found a couple of swallowtail chrysalises and carefully put those back in a protected area away from where I was weeding. (it amazes me how a large butterfly can emerge from the goo inside one of those tiny shells) However, back to the poppies. A poppy has a single ‘eye’ in the middle of the flower surrounded by lashes. This is more prominent in a larger poppy, in the more delicate California ones, the eye and lashes are less obvious. Well, the honey bees were crawling under the lashes and twining around the eye to collect the pollen!!! (After looking at the photos on the computer, I think the first one is a wasp!)

All I could think of was that great tune by ABBA, ‘Honey, Honey‘. Although, to be fair, the bees were NOT dressed like this, nor did they sing with more than a contented buzz.

Enjoy the music and the beauty of the blooms and the bees.

Last Day of March

Recently, one of my friends from college posted on FB that the temps in Las Angeles were 40 degrees and the world was going crazy. One of her friends then shared that it was 40 degrees where she lived and agreed the world was going crazy, adding to her post the comment that ‘chem trails were hurting the world also’. My friend responded, “Are they still doing that? Wow!”

In a world of misinformation and agreed to confusion, I’ve been reading. Fiction isn’t supposed to be factual and is often much easier to swallow. I’m anticipating the above comment by my friend’s friend was probably about jet emissions. I opted not to ask, I’ve learned sometimes asking simple questions can provide volatile answers. Especially on Facebook!

Spring is attempting to get a foothold here in the PNW. However, tonight we are anticipating snow. I’ve not been outside much at all. I think I managed to contract a flu bug. My chest hurts, I’ve a sore throat, I’m incredibly grumpy (although, that might just be me!!),  my tummy has ached and been upset for the last few days, and now there are other, more undesirable, signs of such a bodily visitor. I get a few things done in the day, but quickly lose momentum and need to sleep.

The Covid Pandemic hasn’t changed much in this area. After the first part of March when our town had two of the only few positive virus tests in the county, all has been fairly normal. Schools are closed, but kids are out and about with adults. My family hasn’t had any loss of work, thankfully, and I spend my days cooking and cleaning and reading. The guys are busy in the shop (Little Bear has decided to learn how to make aluminum castings or something like that. He’s enjoying himself!) and The Craftsman is working on the ancient Sears rototiller to get it ready for use. (it is a mechanical product that has survived many modern tools, it is good the kid is learning to make things from molds. He might need to replace rototiller and Farmall parts someday, that are all but obsolete!) I’m thinking a real garden might be a good idea this next season.

I’m supposed to leave for the north in 18 days. It isn’t looking very promising. I want to cry (Actually, I find myself wanting to crawl into bed and cry often! I have once or twice. But, mostly cuz I’m grumpy. Not cuz I am worried about the house or getting home.). If I can get up there, I will. There are still 18 days til my tickets are good.

I’ve been reading and following blogs via my email, I hope to get up enough ‘oomph’ to actually respond this week. There are have been many an interesting story or poem shared. Beautiful encouraging thoughts and fun bits and pieces. I do appreciate my socially distant friends!

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Bits and Bobs

In light of the recent posts I’ve made, I have decided to share pictures of different things that have been done here and there. First, I am showing off a contraption I may use maybe once or twice a year..if at all. Earlier, in February, I shared some pictures of projects The Craftsman was making. This was a wooden piece on a lathe, later cut apart. It is now a holder for an angel food cake. When you bake one of these cakes, it is supposed to be cooled upside down and it is difficult to find a proper sized item to suspend it. So, one was made out of a section of black walnut. (Granted, it isn’t done yet, but it is almost finished!) I liked the shorter one since it fits in the cake pan to store.

The second project made was from recycled wood. It  holds all my hook earrings, not the ones with posts. (those are in a compartmentalized box) The black plastic mesh isn’t as helpful as I thought-it looks good, but it is difficult to see the earrings. I’m not going to change it, although I was told it would be easy. Removing all those earrings would be annoying!

As I mentioned previously, growing things are everywhere! I need to trim this kerria japoinica, it has been left alone for too many years and is literally out of control. It has lovely tiny rose like yellow flowers all over it in later spring. (I’ll be gone by then)

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Speaking of out of control, Little Bear was given a tiny cacti while in High School. It has literally grown into something you might find on Loony Tunes!! (The Craftsman planted the odd looking little things at the base)

Along the walk, I’ve planted bulbs. Some are the most adorable daffs, they are known as Tete-a-Tete’s. They are a smaller flower, but some of them are VERY tiny!!! (yes, I once lived in Tillamook, where they make cheese and ice cream!)

I did pick some regular sized daffodils. They were facing the house and annoyed me. I much prefer flowers facing the public!!! The crocus are looking incredible, finally. I might need to pick some because it is supposed to snow and rain this weekend. Which will turn the poor flowers to mush. (I mentioned this elsewhere, but mushing is what is going to happen this next weekend. Go, Iditarod!!!)

Last, but  not least, it was warm enough to read outside. Unfortunately, I forgot that an Ereader isn’t as easy to read in bright sunshine! No matter, I had a hard back book, with me as well. Also, thankfully, there is only one sick person in town. The other two were released after intensive checking. The casino is open again and, hopefully, the cycle won’t continue…hopefully.

I hope you enjoyed a peek into my world of cooking, bling, gardens, and books!

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