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Busy Days

January 10, 2020

I am having surgery next Thursday on my left arm.  As usual these days, there is a lot to do beforehand.  There’s blood work and chest x-ray for the surgeon. My GP wants an echocardiogram because I’ve had a little cough for over a month and he heard a murmur.  It wasn’t there in October.  It’s probably allergies.  It may not be anything, but we have to check.  Ugh.  At least I don’t have to remove my toenail polish this time.

I have to do things for myself also.  Normally, I would be getting my hair next Friday.  Not a good idea, so I’m going tomorrow.  Sweetums suggested waiting a week, but my hair is in my eyes and I can’t stand it.  Maybe I’ll change the color.  Maybe something more edgy.



Open Windows

August 24, 2019

It is so lovely to be able to turn off the air conditioning and let real air into my home.  I believe the weather has helped relieve the fog and pressure in my head.  I don’t like to be constantly taking prescription drugs for my headaches.  I love to sit outside and knit or sew.  There have been several hummingbirds at my flowers and herons in the creek.  Love it.

I thought I should catch you up on my knitting.  I had three wonderful days of classes with Beth Brown-Reinsel at Maryland Sheep & Wool n May.

I didn’t buy much.  I’m certain I have enough yarn to last the rest of my life, but I picked up a few things anyway.

Is Winter Over?

March 20, 2019

After a long and grumpy Winter, I’m finally starting to feel human again.  Last week, I actually managed to wash my hand-made wool socks and hang them out on the line.  I took a picture, but it’s in my phone and I have to send it to my laptop.  I hate typing on my phone.  It is so great to be able to go up and down the cellar steps pain-free.  Well, almost.  My left knee still needs to be replaced, but I going to wait until Fall.  There’s just too much to do.

Here’s a picture for those of you who actually like Winter.


Herky Jerky Auto Ad

February 10, 2011

Those of you in my area know who I mean.  Let me enlighten the rest of you.  A decent looking blond woman stands at the right or left of the screen and talks about whatever sale is currently going on.  I don’t really listen.  I just watch her.  I sometimes even stop knitting.   I honestly believe they use an animated mannequin.  Her mouth moves and her hands move.  No.  Once I saw her elbows move a little.  The hand movements remind me of old marionettes.  It’s kind of scary.  She would be just as believable if she had a clown face.  You know, like those horror movies.  I figure she must be related to the owner of the dealership.  I guess she thinks she looks good.  Maybe she should watch how Jenifer Hudson moves when she talks.  But, then again, she has talent–a great deal of talent. 

Is that commercial over yet?

I’m Home

November 13, 2008

I’m tired.  I’m going to bed.

Guess What I Learned

October 24, 2008

Canadians have fur.  I got it straight from the horses mouth.  So that’s why they can live up there.  Sh.  Don’t tell anyone.  I wonder.  Do Alaskans have fur?  And what about people in places like North Dakota, Montana and Wyoming?  Do they lick there fur dry?  The mind boggles.  Maybe they are changelings.  Was Anne McCaffrey right?

Two Lifetimes Ago

August 28, 2008

I lived in Martinez, CA.  It was a nice friendly little town.  I liked living there.  What I didn’t like was my husband.  He made me crazy.  So I took my two babies and came back to Baltimore.  I went back once when my mother-in-law was dying of cancer.  She told me I did the right thing.  Her son was stupid.  She made me feel so much better.  I still think about her.  She was always so nice to me.  I was happy that she got a chance to see her grandchildren again. 

Sometimes, I think about the old couple who lived down the lane from us.  You could not see the house unless you were standing out front.  Mr had the whole yard planted with all kinds of vegetables and herbs and flowers.  My back yard was planted with corn.  Every morning, there would be a bucket of fresh vegetables on my porch.  He took me around his yard and showed my where onions, garlic, peppers, herbs, etc,  were stored.  When I could I would go visit Mrs.  I’d cut through the side yard trying not to step on anything including Mr who took his siesta on the ground.  Mrs was in a wheelchair.  She never told me why and I never asked.  The house had no steps and all the doorways were wide.  She said Mr built it that way for her.  She would fix iced tea and usually had homemade cookies and I would talk about the babies.  I really liked her.  But the most memorable thing about her were her dogs.  She had six or eight chihuahuas.  They were hard to count and they were all the same honey color.  And they were all very well trained.  They did all kinds of things, not just tricks.  They were helpful.   They were fascinating.


July 1, 2008

I don’t feel good today.


April 23, 2008

I can’t do this now.

Jeff’s Nursery

April 18, 2008

We rode down to Bethel this afternoon and this is some of what we bought.

The peonies that I brought from the other house seem to be doing very well. I can’t wait for them to open.

More later.