An Icky Day

The high temperature today was: 55 degrees

Rainy-windy.  Sunny-windy.
Cool, but warming coming tomorrow

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What did I do all weekend.  Well--not much, LOL.  It had rained pretty hard Saturday morning, so I knew I could work on the porch.  It must be nice and dry. So............

Saturday, there were to back-to-back football games on.  MSU won and U of M won.  Then I watched the Detroit Tigers--late, as they were playing out in CA.

I did this during the first game--

The filling of the pill boxes ceremony

This is the box I store all my prescriptions and supplements in.

All filled for the next 13 days.

The box I keep them in.

I finished this during the second game.

It is now in the storage box for the future great grandchildren.

Pammie called me and we chatted for an hour.  

Then--at 9:00, a terrific pain hit me in the left side of my back--just above my waist and below my ribs.  Then it seemed to come around to the left side of my abdomen.  I thought it was because I had sat all day and put strain on that part of my back.  But then, it also felt like a kidney problem--I have kidney gravel or it may have been an intestinal thing.

When you were little, did your Mother ask you everyday, "Did you have a BM?"  My Mother did and it embarrassed me so much.  Sometimes I lied and said yes, because if I had "No", after two days the bottle of Milk of Magnesia came out and I got a tablespoon of it.  Did you ever have to take that stuff?  Oh my, it gagged me and sometimes I threw up.  I'd be backed in the corner, yelling, "No! No!", but she'd get it down me.  

Then, when I was in the hospital and rehab, after my hip surgeries, the nurse would ask me the same thing.  It embarrassed me then too and I'd lie and say, "Yes."  I had my own laxative hidden in my purse and when I thought I needed it, I took it.  I wasn't about to take their Colace every day!!!

Well, I thought perhaps that was my problem this time.

I woke up Sunday morning, real early so I could get ready for church and the pain was there, still as intense.  So--what to do.  I drank a glass of prune juice.  I took a kidney gravel dissolve capsule and I took an anti-inflammatory and went back to bed.  When I woke up at 2:00 in the afternoon, the pain seemed a bit less.  I drank another glass of prune juice and rubbed some of the Absorbine horse liniment (that Fred swore by) on my back.

I felt icky all day Sunday and mostly sat around and watched golf all afternoon.

We had rain all day Sunday.

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This morning, I awoke around 8:00 and the pain had lessened.  The sun was shining, but within an hour, it was raining again.  I guess we will have rain today and tomorrow, so I am not worrying about working on the porch until Wednesday.

I took another kidney pill and drank a glass of Miralax--as nothing was moving in the intestinal department.  BOY--when this all works, I will be glad I am close to home, LOL.

I canceled my appointment at the chiropractor because the thought of a massage, turned me off.  The girl that does it is a "strong" massager and it hurts, so I knew today, it would be unbearable.

More liniment on the sore spot and an anti-inflammatory--it feels more like a strained muscle now.  We shall see.

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Pearl came down tonight to let me know that her daughter got an approval to buy a home and live here in the park.  She has a beautiful, double wide, over by the lake, with a wrap-around deck and a big back yard, overlooking the lake and the woods.  I am so glad for her.  She has had a rough life and it is finally smoothing out.

These are my two kids.  They were napping together on the floor.  Each had one arm around the other's neck.  Then Maggie woke up and started grooming Buddy.  He decided to walk away and she grabbed at him, so he jumped on her and they tussled for a while.  Never a dull moment with these two around.

He finally got away from her and went into the litter box.  Maggie hid over by the couch and when Buddy came out of the computer room, she leaped on his back.  He jumped straight up into the air and took off and she chased him all the way down the hall to the bedroom.  Then they came tearing back up the hall, straight through the living room and into the computer room.

What a pair!  I am so glad I have them.

What To Do

Today's high temperature was: 78 degrees

Sort of humid

Cloudy/sunny/cloudy

Thunderstorm came through around 8:00 p.m.

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Rain was predicted in the a.m. today--it did not come.  I checked the radar and it looked like it would get here around 2:30--it did not come.

What to do?  Should I paint or not?  I finally went out and painted the risers their second coat of white.  Then I went all around and touched up any places I thought needed more white.  I am sure I am NOT going to like white risers, as people are going to bump them with the toes of their shoes.  If all this white was plastic, it would be just a matter of cleaning it off, but.................................I still wish I had used a good, hard finish paint, instead of a stain.

I went back out at 2:00, because the sun was out, and sanded part of the floor.  Then I painted the edge of the floor grey--I think I am going to like the grey color.  I painted one board, just so I could see how it looked when it dried, and then my back was screaming from bending over to do the risers and the deck edge, so I sealed everything up and am going to wait.  

It is so humid today, but a cold front coming through later and then next week, it is only going to be in the '60's.  This time of year, in Michigan, you just never know what kind of weather you are going to get each day--in fact, it can change DURING the day.  Such fun.

I came inside and spent the afternoon washing and cleaning all my colored glass things that sit out.  Nice and shiny and the shelves they sit on, nice and dusted and washed down.

I kept looking out at the weather and the porch--such a yearning to get out there and get really started on the floor, but my back said, "NO" and if it is going to rain, I don't want the floor to get wet.  It takes at least 24 hours for the stain to get nice and set up.

Homecoming today at my hometown school.  I was singing the school song this morning and it hit me.  I may not remember what I ate for supper last night, but, I remember all the words to the school song and I've been gone from high school for 56 years.  Weird, isn't it?  What we do and do not remember.

I haven't been to a school function there, since Jennifer graduated, 24 years ago. She was Valedictorian.  She was also the homecoming queen her senior year.

 Karen was homecoming queen and Valedictorian 10 years before.

At the time, little Jennifer was the flower girl-at 7 years old.

I made Karen and Jen's dresses--pink velvet, with the lace topper.

I knew how to sew back then, LOL.

I was on the homecoming court, the second year they had it--way back in 1955--October 22, actually.  Back then, you didn't have to be a senior to be the queen.  The teacher's picked the queen, based on her academic skills and grades--so I had not a chance of being queen.  Some 15 years later, my little sister was on the homecoming court also.

I remember the night I was on the court, so well--I can close my eyes and see all that happened.  Afterwards, Gary and I had a date, having only been dating for a month--he a Junior, me a Sophomore.  I waited for him to come out of the locker rooms, after he cleaned up from the game and we got in the car to go to the dance.

He said, "You may not have been chosen queen, but you will always be my princess."  I didn't know what to say.  Quite a speech from a very quiet, big athlete to say--especially back in those ancient days.  I will never forget that or our first date, or our lives together.  Too bad he didn't continue to feel that same way over the years.

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Oh let's be honest here--if I were still married to him, I would be stark staring crazy and bored out of my skull!!!!

We'd probably still be living in the farm house.  No repairs made on it over the years, because he wouldn't let go of a cent of HIS money.  We would winter in Florida from October until April--being away from the kids at Christmas Time, so that he could play his golf--yawn!  He probably would still be drinking and there would be fights.  I would still not be allowed to have taken a job, gone back to college--nothing that would make me independent.  NEVER!!  That was all made very clear over the 27 years we were together.   I would have to drive everywhere, because he can't anymore.  I would still be doing all the work, inside and out, because---well--he just doesn't do that sort of thing.  I seriously doubt he knows how to cook or anything--according to his second wife--he does NOTHING.  And of course, anything I did, he'd be there looking over my shoulder and telling me I was doing it wrong!

Sure, I get nostalgic at times, and sure, I'd like the security of the GM retiree's pension--no worries about money, but I wouldn't be allowed to spend any of it and I dare say, even MY OWN Social Security would be put in HIS account.  NOPE--better this way.

Regrets that our marriage ended, that it was so bad we couldn't revive it, but no regrets that it did end.  I am very proud of myself actually, that I didn't stay in an emotional and sometimes physically abusive marriage just for the security--just for the money.  Like a few of my friends told me I should--those friends, still married to men that have become worse over the years.  I've gone to the 50th anniversary party, where the husband and wife were never together through the whole thing.  They can barely tolerate each other, but.....their kids gave them the nice party. 

Sad.

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Later--Jude

  

Progress

Today's high temperature: 78 degrees

NO RAIN!!

Sunny, nice breeze

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Wind from the South today, so I had to listen to the Interstate noise.

I am very sensitive to noise.  With Tinnitus in my ears 24/7, I don't need any added noise.

Painting--that's all I'm doing.

Tomorrow, I will start on the steps.  YAY  Gotta sand first and make sure there is no loose splinters and no mold.  I stood on my head to get the lower risers on the steps, painted white, but--got it!!

It's looking good.  I can't wait to show you pictures, when it's done.

Later---Jude

P.S.  Glad you found your slippers, Jean.  On top of a filing cabinet?  Seemed like a good place at the time, right?  Me thinks we are all declining and our memories are shot!!! My slippers still remain vanished.  LOL

Almost

Today's high temperature was:  76 degrees

Sunny, soft breeze, comfortable--beautiful!

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Ah-hh.  October in Michigan...how beautiful it is.

The tree across the street gets more color every day

I got out to the porch at ten this morning and painted until noon.  Then, back out at two and painted until four-thirty.  Everything that is suppose to be painted white, is painted white.  Two coats on it all--except the railings and posts by the steps--they have one coat on.  

It was a beautiful morning.  The wind was coming in from the west, so I didn't hear the continual roar of the Interstate.  The birds came to the feeder and chirped around a bit and the wind chimes, hanging over head, tuned to the notes in Pachelbel's Canon in D, made a nice backdrop of soft music.

I think it is going to be a drippy day tomorrow, so I will use that time to go back to Lowe's for another brush and to Wal-Mart for some Diet Pepsi and pick up a prescription.

Apparently the exercise is good for me as my shoulders and arms aren't near as tired as the first day I started and my calves aren't getting those nasty cramps in them I had a few weeks ago.  I am generally, all over tired, but I recover quite quickly with some rest, sitting in the recliner for half an hour.  However,my bottom really hurts--from sitting on the hard steps to paint, I suppose.

I have sanded all the wood first, so the railing by the steps, is nice and smooth.  I want to paint the risers on the steps white, but I haven't a clue as to how I am going to get down low enough to see and paint that bottom one.  That will come the next opportunity I get to paint.  Should be interesting.

No painting this Saturday as I just found out, Michigan State football starts at noon and University of Michigan football starts at three.  I shall have a favorite day--sitting and watching back-to-back college football games.  Last Saturday, they both had "byes", so they didn't play--I almost went into withdrawal, LOL.
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I am not paying any attention to what is going on out there in Washington D.C. because, I truly don't give a rat's patootie.  Both sides actually seem to delight in fighting.  He won't give an inch, so they won't give.  They present a plan and he sticks out his tongue at them.  He presents a plan and they thumb their noses at him.  It's not his fault, it's their fault.  It is not their fault, it is his fault.  It is all rather second gradeish in my opinion.  Too bad we aren't back in the day where Harry Reid and John Boehner could just get together and have a duel.  Meantime, they are getting their pay, while people who have planned trips to D.C. or the National Parks are having their vacations ruined.  IDIOTS!!  All of them!

I got an envelope from the RNC, wanting my opinion on some planks in their platform and of course, a donation to The Cause.  I gave them my opinion and then I wrote them a small note and said, "I am a life long Republican.  A moderate.  I would send in a contribution, if I thought you were still the Grand Old Party of my youth, but since,  you seem to want to kill that notion with promoting the Tea Party, not only will I not contribute, but if one of them is nominated, you can take my name off the rolls of the Party."

I dislike every Tea Party candidate I have seen!  They are way too radical for me--so far off to the Right, I can't see them.  That is why I have never been a Democrat--they are so far off to the Left, I can't see them.  They always seemed the radicals to me--now the Tea Party is becoming the same way.  There are no moderate, sane candidates that I know of.  Nancy Pelosi is just about the weirdest person I have ever listened to and Ted Cruz is the same.  

There has only been one time in my life I didn't vote for a Presidential candidate--back in 1964.  Goldwater scared me--he wanted to go into Viet Nam with more troops and I couldn't vote for that.  Johnson, on the other hand, said he wouldn't send any more "boys" over there, but he was such a weird duck, I couldn't vote for him.  Of course we all know, he lied like a skunk and increased our troops in Nam, only to have a huge failure.  

We shall see what 2016 brings--if I am still alive.  It may be another election that I don't put my "X" in the box for either person.  Instead of getting a bumper sticker that says, "Don't blame me, I didn't vote for him."  I will get one that says, "Don't blame me, I didn't vote for either one."  HAH!

Ever forward!

Mooing Calves--Screaming Back--Quaking Arms and Hands

Today's high temperature was:  72 degrees

Foggy morning, sun finally came out at 2:00.

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Thank you for your kind comments about my blessing yesterday.  I woke up this morning, still smiling and so happy.

Today--I painted.  Then, I painted some more.  Then, I painted some more.

My calves were mooing, my back was screaming, and I finally quit when my arms and hands started shaking.

The sides are done and tomorrow will paint the posts on the stairs and the railing tops.

I probably have 6 more days work--honestly--for an 8 x 8 feet deck?  

This Old Grey Mare ain't what she used to be!

The outside work would have been nicer, IF I hadn't had to listen to the continual roar of the traffic on the Interstate.  The wind was coming from the south and blowing all that noise straight at me.  It started to actually wear on me emotionally and I stopped before I really wanted too.  

This woman was not made to live in noisy areas--areas with people living right on top of me.  I need to be where I hear only the breeze in the tree tops and the bird song.  I need to be where I can look up and see the horizon--not fifty million little houses all around me.  Thank goodness, I am in the back of this park and my view, from two windows, is of woods and wetlands--nature.  Sometimes, I would just like to plant a big hedge all around my lot so that I wouldn't have to see anyone else--I could hide in here and be perfectly happy.  

I tend to be a hermit--seeing people only when I want to.  But, it's the noise that gets to me the most.  I am a country girl and I SO want to be back home.

But--it is not to be, until I am buried in our nice quiet cemetery.  So.............ever forward.

A Blessing

Today's high temperature was:  74 degrees

Cloudy and dripping, then sunny and nice

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Oh you guys!!!  What a blessing I had this morning!!

Pammie brought Evan over, after she dropped the three other kids at school.

He got out of the car and said, "Hi Mimi," and ran up to me--I was waiting on the porch, of course.

He gave me a hug around the knees and we came inside.

I so feared he would have forgotten me.  I haven't seen him in five months, but he seemed very comfortable.  He came over to my chair, where I was sitting, and leaned into me and I hugged him and kissed the top of his head and whispered, "Mimi loves you."  and tried not to get tears in my eyes.  He roamed around the house looking for the cats--he remembered!

I gave him his Elmo pillow and he squealed, "ELMO!" and then laid his head down on it.  I was so involved with what was going on, I forgot to take a picture of him holding his pillow!!!

Pammie and I got to talk a bit, while he was investigating and looking under things, trying to find the cats.  She told me that Andrew, who is almost 12, is bossy.  Telling everyone what to do and how to do it.  Elise and Jen spent last week in London and Paris (!!) and Elise is a bit snotty at times, she is 9.  Alex is as calm as ever at 7, but has been in trouble a couple of times at school, with another boy there.

Most of the time, I just sat and watched him.  He had changed so much since the last time I saw him. I know how fast kids that age grow and change.  He is very tall for his age, has long legs and talks so clearly.

He kept going down the hall to my bedroom and saying, "Cats. Cats."  I had told him they were probably taking a nap under my bed.  After he and Pammie left, this is what I found.

He had taken all the cat toys from their toy basket and put them near the bed where the cats could play with them when they woke up.

He did the same thing when he was here in March.

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Isn't he adorable?

His hair is longish and curly in back.

Elise and Alex are blue-eyed blonde's, and look more like their Daddy.  

It struck me how much he looks like his mother

and his oldest brother Andrew.

...and they all have my nose!!!

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Sally--http://www.whispering-hope.blogspot.com/do you think we ought to get the marriage contract signed now?  

Sally's great grand daughter, is a couple of weeks younger then Evan.  We have decided they need to get together, when they get a bit older.  I borrowed this picture of her great grand daughter off her blog.  Don't you think they would be perfect together?

                          Rylan Benny                                                                  Evan Eric

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I didn't do much today--I sat and revelled in the good feeling of seeing that sweet little boy, then watched my soap and went to the Chiropractor.  Stopped at the Rich People's store for some salads and Boar's Head lunch meat and came on home.  

Tomorrow--there will be staining more of the front porch.  I sure hope I get it done before snow comes, LOL.

Happy Birthday, Evan.

Today's high temperature was: 75 degrees

Sunny and pleasant, once again.

Thank you, God.

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HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY, EVAN

8 hours old

Baptisim-3 months old

A year ago 

The last time I saw him

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