In the arms of an angel, fly away from here. I know you are in good hands now. I love and miss you! Rest in Peace.

Mom passed away on January 8th, 2013.   She put up quite a fight against breast cancer.
We so appreciate the pouring out of family and friends and their unending support of Lory and I and our families.
We were so blessed all of our lives to have such a great, courageous Mother.  From childhood to adulthood she was always supportive and encouraging.  It gives us all something to strive for.
There aren't adequate words that can express what a great person she was.  Her friends and family all were blessed having her in their lives.
We also want to thank Hospice for their support in the final weeks.  Her favorite charities are Kiva.org and the Salvation Army.
This blog will stay active and I encourage anyone to leave any comments and memories.
We found a long story about Betty Woodyard that our mother wrote.  I will post that in memory of both our Mother and Betty.
Susan.

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My Sister, Betty

I was in the first grade when my sister, Betty, was born in 1947.  I didn’t know my Mother was expecting.  Kids didn’t know those things back then.   I was told there would be a new baby the day before she was born. 
This was the first time my Mother would go to the hospital to have a baby.  My older brother and I were born at home.  The little house we were born in is still there.  We check whenever we are in the area.
Betty didn’t come home with my Mother.  She had a weak heart, we were told.  She was several months old before the word Mongoloid was used.  That’s the old term for Downs Syndrome.
When she did come home I was fascinated by her.  Her tiny hand would grasp my finger and I couldn’t leave until she let go.  She had lots of dark hair and lay in the bassinet like a tiny doll. 
As she grew I’m sure my parents worried about her a lot, I know she was hard to feed and didn’t nurse well.  Mom had to give up nursing her.  Betty’s lips would get blue sometimes.
One formula had to be cooked and Mom spent a lot of time with a pliers holding a needle heated on the stove adjusting the holes in the rubber nipples.
She didn’t do the things that most babies did, like sit up or crawl at the normal age.
Ten months after her birth my other sister, Linda, was born.  DAD!  He walked around like a rooster, “said he couldn’t hang his pants on the bedpost anymore”.
Linda was a robust, bald, healthy baby.  So when Mom was having trouble taking care of Betty, I got to take care of Linda.  What fun.
I can remember the two of them laying on the couch, head to head while I held their bottles so Mom could get supper on the table. 
It was years later that I realized my parents felt guilty about Betty being handicapped.
Two babies learned to wiggle around on a blanket on the floor, two babies learned to sit up.  Betty’s way was to bring her loose jointed legs around from back to front. 
Today they have all kinds of therapy for these children but she did things her own way.
Sometimes Mom would take all of us to town to do shopping and pay bills.  She would spread a blanket on the grass at the University campus which was like a park and leave me to watch the girls.  Since Betty had lots of hair and Linda had none people assumed that Betty was a girl and Linda was a boy – in a pink ruffled dress at that. 

Mom holding Linda and Betty.

That’s me holding Betty and Charles holding Linda.  My mouth is closed because I had bad teeth.
About 1950 something called the Asiatic flu came around.  I had it first and almost didn’t make it.  The doctor came to the house back then.  I had an out of body experience and watched from a corner of the ceiling as people came and went in my room.  A new antibiotic was given to me and I recovered.
Then, of course, my Mother and sisters got it.  They went to the hospital.  Betty was taken to Columbus, OH to a children’s hospital, Mom and Linda stayed at the local one.  My brother stayed with our grandparents and I stayed with Mom’s sister, Alice’s, family.  Somehow Dad and my brother never got it.
When everyone was back home, Betty had a bed sore on her heel, a big deep purple bruise.  If she was standing in her crib crying and someone went into the room she would drop down in fear and be quiet.  Poor baby.  Mom found she couldn’t wear white (like a nurse) as it scared Betty.
Eventually Betty got over her sore heel and her fear.  Lots of unconditional love and acceptance were all that was required.
Every year at our school we were asked if we knew of any children who would be six years old and be ready for first grade next year.  We were told it was the law.
In the sixth grade I took this to heart, knowing Betty was the right age but not able to go.  I talked to my Mother about it.  I was afraid the LAW would come and make Betty go to school.
This may have had a part in my parents starting to think about getting Betty some training, along with other handicapped children.  My Mother asked our doctor if he knew of other children.  He said he could tell them about her request but he couldn’t give her their names.
It turned out there were plenty of children who could benefit.  One was the child of a university professor.  Somehow that made it more acceptable to have a handicapped child.  Even professors had them.
This was the beginning of a long process of getting public help for these children.  My parents went to meetings. 
Sometimes a newspaper reporter was invited to the meetings.  There was even a picture on the front page of the paper showing kids playing on the floor.  I was one of the kids in that picture. 
The State Mental hospital gave them a room to use and they raised the money to hire a teacher.  The children were car pooled to it. 
One year the group had a booth at the county fair with some of the children and families in it.  We had a machine that had cards with a picture on it, when you put the card in the machine it said the name of what was in the picture.
I got permission to take Betty and a friend of hers for a ride on the merry-go-round.  I was a skinny little thing and they were chunky.  I just hoped we all kept going in the same direction.  It was a huge success, once I got them on the horses.
Eventually a tax was approved to support the school and it is still in operation.
Once Mom and I were picking Betty up and the teacher came out laughing.  She said “I know what you take when things get tough.  We were learning how to open lids and Betty said “Nervine””.  That is an old type of tranquilizer which is no longer for sale.
Betty could say more in two words than most people say in a whole sentence.  “Shop it” was one of her favorites.  She had a terrific sense of humor.  She would lift some of your hair and say “fleas”.  Also the one I liked best was “smarty ache” for smart aleck.
We kept chickens and Betty loved them.  Once we found pennies scattered in the chicken yard.  There was one chicken that she could catch and carry around or just sit in a lawn chair and pet it. We decided the chicken was handicapped also.
She learned to print her name and we found it in a lot of places.  Of course, the B often had four to six bumps instead of just two.  Betty had a flare for the dramatic.
Our church started a Sunday School class for handicapped children.
All us kids grew up and left home, married and had children.  When we came back to visit our children learned to love “Aunt Betty”. 
Some of the incidents I remember from those years might not seem funny to other people.  Betty had no prejudice against bugs or flies. 
Our whole family took up camping and we met at Niagara Falls which was about the same distance for all our families.
One evening Dad was swatting flies that had gotten into their camper.  The next morning Mom heard Betty as she woke up saying “Hi, did Dad hit you?”. 
Another time when we went to visit a petting zoo Betty had fallen in love with the miniature goat.  She kept saying “shop it” and Mom told her there was no way to get it home.  Mom should have just said NO.  That evening Betty told Mom “get a rope”.  Mom didn’t understand but after a little thought I explained that a rope would be a way to get that goat home.
Dad passed away in 1982.  My parents and Betty had retired to Florida by then.  So it was just Mom and Betty.  They visited by flying north each summer and staying for a few weeks with each of us kids.
Betty liked to say Chicago since that was close to where our brother lived. 
For years my Mother and I had written letters back and forth every week.  I wish I had them now.  They didn’t say much except the happenings of the past week but that would be precious stuff now.
Phone calls replaced the letters and us kids began to notice Mom repeating herself and not sounding alert.  The decision was made to move her back north to be near me. 
We found a small house for them and the move was made.   We set about getting Betty into the local workshop for handicapped people.  Betty didn’t like it and refused to get on the bus. 
Things got more difficult.  Betty didn’t sleep well and would get up and empty the refrigerator onto the table and floor in the middle of the night  (a hasp and padlock solved that).  She would refuse to go to bed at all and Mom would sleep on the floor by the couch where Betty dozed.  She would spin the thermostat as she went by (a lockable cover solved that).
Us kids came to the conclusion that Betty needed to be in a place where she could have twenty four hour care.  Our Mother needed a rest.  We set about finding a place.

  We grabbed the first place that was found.  It was a converted motel.  Half the people there were elderly and half were disabled.  A bus took many of the disabled to a workshop every day.  If Betty refused to get on the bus, two burly men came and carried her on. 
Betty caused quite a stir when she took many of the employees’ time cards and put them into the time stamper machine.  It makes a nice kerchunk when it stamps the cards.  I thought it was pretty funny myself.  They had a whole staff of people to watch her.  The staff was very upset about it.
Then other peoples clothes kept appearing in Betty’s closet.  I told them her clothes were all marked with her name so they should make her look at the tags and put back the ones that weren’t hers.
They were skeptical about her knowing what her name looked like.  I told them to check any page in their visitor book, Betty’s name was on every page.
When an Elvis impersonator came to entertain she was the only one who would get up and dance with him.  When a church came to hold services Betty was the only one who stood up front with the choir to sing.  (Glad I missed that one.)

 

Two More Falls and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

I m now confined a wheel chair, they brought me a hospital bed and a potty chair to go by my bed. 

My kids are providing daily care. They are the best kids in the world..Lory  came over today and fixed a way to get over the bumps in doorways wth my wheel chair. That makes all the house avaiible to me except the back door, the laundry and the mud room. 

So my dogs are on the market.  Hate to part with them but if I can’t let them out and in it can be a problem….

Later….

I”ve Fallen….

I  took a tumble Sunday evening. I was using my cane but it help much.  I finally got to push my button and “I’ve fallen and I can’t get backup”. Nothing was broken but they did x-ray’s any way. That plus a cat scan of my head. 

It turned out to be a small cut on my eyebrow, a few scrapes on my hands.  Their write up says “Fall”.  Of course all this took forever.

This and signing up for county help is quite a wake up call.

The oncologist said I didn’t have to see her anymore. So I think I will just see my general practioner from now on.

I don’t have the energy to finish this.  Will try to write more just now, might send a picture of my black eye….

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Meals on Wheels

I have given in to my daughters and my doctors.  I have signed up for the county help for seniors.  I got my first “meals on wheels” Friday.  It was delicious.  Of course in made me two lunches.  It’s good I only asked for them three days a week.

This county is a nice big square with a square bump on the top west. I live in that bump.  The meals will be warm, not hot, when they get here, about 10:30 in the morning. 

It’s hard to accept help and I had to fill out papers about as snoopy as getting on welfare. 

I have a sinus infection.  You know how you hold your nose and force air into your ears to clear them?  Well, last week something went pop and air was coming out of my ear.  The doctor says it will heal once we get the infection cleared up. The anti-biotic doesn’t seem to be working.

I am getting a grab bar installed in my bathtub tomorrow.  It’s nice to have a plumber in the family.  My son-in-law’s brother. My s-i-l stopped by today to check measurements and ended up playing with Rascal.  She likes to get a toy and have you chase you for it. I don’t have the energy for that. Tim does.  When they got done her tongue was hanging out.  She needs that every day. 

The school shooting was so sad. We need more help for people with mental problems.  There used to be institutions for  people like that.

There was one near where I grew up. They ran a beautiful farm and a lot of the patients happily worked on it. Then the State decided to close it.  If no family could be found, those poor people were turned out on the street.

Okay, enough of gloomy stuff.  Sleep well.

later….          

 

 

                        

How I Met Your Father

Sorry for the use of the title of the TV show.

First you need to hear my circumstances.  I graduated from high school a year early.  Mainly because I could and I wasn’t having much fun. My Sunday School teacher also taught at the school and her daughters were my main friends.

My parents sent me to business school in Columbus, OH for a nine month course in how to be a secretary.  I lived in a boarding house along with twenty-nine other girls. I shared a room, got one-eighth of a refrigerator shelf, shared a bathroom (I don’t remember with how many girls). 

At that time there was an Air Force base nearby, I think it was called Lockbourne.  Some of the girls had been there longer and were always looking for a blind date for some guy.  I went on some dates with different guys.  Several of them talked about “Brownie”. 

They talked about borrowing money from Brownie.  So I asked to meet Brownie.

His circumstances were that he was far from his home in Vermont and already not so happy with military service. 

The business school was having a halloween party and one of my girlfriends was going with her Air Force boyfriend.  They arranged for Brownie to be my blind date to the halloween party.

We danced well together, we both grew up on farms.  He was from Vermont and had three sisters.  I had a brother and two sisters. 

He was in the process of having his lower teeth replaced by dentures, I already had a full set of dentures.  Later we joked that all our children were born toothless due to this.

At one point he asked to get out and the driver stopped and let him out and drove on.  He eventually turned around and went back and got him.

What I didn’t know was that Rod had a girl back home and they were engaged to be engaged.

That took a while to resolve.  I told him to make up his mind and let me know when he had decided.  In the meantime he had wrangled an invitation to Thanksgiving dinner at my house.

This was a time in the past when a young man in uniform could hitchhike safely and quickly.  I rode the bus home, about a three hour trip.  He went with me when I got on the bus and met me when the bus arrived.

I had explained to him that my family didn’t do anything special for Thanksgiving, but he said it would be better than cafeteria food.

So he met my family.  The way potatoes were served at our table, they were peeled, boiled and put in a bowl on the table. Each person took one, mashed it with their fork and added what they liked, mostly butter and salt.  My sweet little sister quickly counted the potatoes and people and concluded that there was one for each person and one extra.

We dated week-ends and sometimes Rod even borrowed a car. We spent time in Isaly’s ice cream shop with one coke and two straws. He bought a miniature chess set and taught me how to play.

He finally wrote the letter to his girl back home breaking up with her.  She was friends with his Mother which didn’t help my case at all.  It eventually resolved itself.

I received my engagement ring on April 1st and we were married on May 18, 1958.   You kids came along in 1963, 1966, and 1968.

That was a really really long time ago. Maybe this is already…

Later….

    

 

 

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Changing Times

What have I been doing?  Taking naps.  Taking pills.  Feeding dogs and letting them in and out.  Taking naps.  Eating.  Paying bills. Watching some Great Dane service puppies grow up - http://explore.org/#!/live-cams/player/great-dane-service-puppies-indoor-puppy-room.  They are getting big and are already eating solid food.

We have had a lot of rain, we need all we can get since we are in the middle of a draught area. Of course if it’s a thunder storm the dogs have a problem.

My hair is growing slowly. My beautician daughter tells me it grows a quarter inch a month.  The aggravating cow lick is still there. I’m still wearing hats as it is cold.

I was never much of a person for hats. Back in 1957 when I went to business school we were instructed to wear hats and gloves. We were told if we had to pick something up off the floor we should crouch done, not bend over. Always wear hose and sensible shoes.

We did two hours of typing every day, Friday was two hours of timed tests.  This was all done on manual typewriters. Hands got strong.  In the ‘80s I interviewed with Manpower on an electric typewriter. It wasn’t so bad. I got the job.

I made all my kids take typing.  I think they call it keyboarding now.

Times change and we have to change with them.

later….

 

If you don’t have anything good to say….

Okay, I’ve been avoiding you.  Sorry, I’ve been told if you don’t something good to say……

The anti-biotic doesn’t seem to be working.  My legs are swollen to above my knees and there is a rash on them.  My appetite has improved some.  I’m still eating left over turkey.  I woke up in the night with a very sore throat.  It gets discouraging.

So there you have a few of my complaints. 

My kids brought me a bunch of paper work about signing up to get all kinds of help from the county.  Stuff like meals on wheels etc.  I haven’t called them yet. They want all my financial info. Let’s see – dividends, .47, interest 1.42.

So I’ll try to mix the bad with the good after this and not just leave people hanging.

Later….

YUCK MINUS ONE

So I ask to be left alone – HA. That’s a joke.

I called my oncologists nurse about 9:30 this morning.  At 5:30 she called back.  I asked what she was still doing at work.  She pointed out that it is Monday.

She asked some questions, called the Dr. and then called me back (6:30).  Prescriptions are at the drug store waiting for me.

Since my darling daughters idea of leaving me alone is to come for lunch tomorrow I’ll let them pick up the prescriptions.  They are bringing lunch so I can’t say too much.

I think something may be afoot with them.  I may just smooch all over them and give them my cold. 

Later….

Yuck

I have a cold with all the extras – leave me alone.

By the way I had a very nice Thanksgiving with family.

LATER

Daughter’s Birthday

I get flowers on my daughter’s birthday, after all I did most of the labor that day.  Notice the “vase”.

I have nice vases but they are all stored on top of the kitchen cupboards and I don’t do ladders or chairs anymore.  They will wilt just as fast in my pop bottle.

We went out to eat at the Spaghetti Warehouse.  I love their wedding soup. 

How is it possible that I forget frost on the car windows every year until November.  And where did I put that scraper with the the brush on one end?

I find I need ten to twelve hours of sleep each day.  That doesn’t leave much time for feeding dogs, eating meals, making meals, letting dogs out and in four or five times a day etc.  I did get my trash out to the street this evening unlike last week. 

I found my foot warmers and used them last night.  They have rice in the bottom and you warm them in the microwave.  I barely remember putting my head on the pillow.

later….

 

 

Welcome Winter

Didn’t get my lawn mowed but I did get to the grocery store. I forgot my list but managed to get everything on it and a few extras besides.

Susan brought me a pizza for lunch and we caught up on a lot of news.

In straitening up my kitchen counter I somehow unplugged my phone. Lory came by to see what was wrong.  We soon found the problem and corrected it.  Hmm, maybe I’ve figured out a way to get a visit.  Bad Momma

It rained all morning.

Rascal is spooked by the fireplace in the bedroom.  It’s a ventless natural gas fireplace with a remote control.  What luxury on chilly mornings.  She barked at it this morning to get it to come on so I obliged her.  This could be fun.

I’ve been trying to teach her to “speak” to go out but Teddy always does it first.  The hand motion for speak is opening and closing your thumb and fingers, like a mouth opening and closing.

The theory is that if you teach a dog to bark you can teach them to stop if you close your hand.  RIGHT!  We will see about that.

Laundry is on the list for this week. 

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After Election

So my guy lost – am I going into a blue funk and pout and refuse to watch all the discussions about why and what will happen next?

You bet I am!

My brother is out of the hospital and called today.  He sounded much better.

Had a nice chat with my sister who has been in Europe.  Glad to hear her voice.

Hoping to get my lawn mowed tomorrow.  Also need to get to the grocery store.  I’m low on chocolate.

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Voting and the Weather

Sure am glad I voted by absentee ballot.  I heard the polls were very busy.  I doubt if I will stay up late enough to hear who won.  In fact it may not even be decided by tomorrow.

I did a bit of cooking today which means I need to do dishes tomorrow.  I made goulash and I’ve never figured out a way to make a small batch.  I may try freezing some of it or maybe some of the kids will stop by and relieve me of some of it.

I’m a bit worried about my brother.  He is in the hospital with pneumonia.  I talked to him on the phone yesterday and thought something was wrong.  He will be VERY upset that he didn’t get to vote.  His state went the way he would have voted so I hope that makes him feel a bit better.

I have eyebrows! I felt them the other day.  The hair on my head seems very slow to grow and some is still falling out.  I guess it takes a long time for the chemo to get out of my system.

The weather has stayed cold, high’s in the 40’s.  The lawn needs mowing but it’s too cold to ask my neighbor to do it.  It is supposed to warm up some soon.  Maybe in the 50’s,  Big whoop.

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Winterized RV

The RV got to the shop and got winterized and returned thanks to Andrea and Jake, Lory and John.

I had the people at the shop look at the hitch I bought from the former owner of the car to see if it would work.  They were thrilled that I had managed to find the instructions and get them printed (thanks to Susan). They say they can install it in an hour.  One major piece they were worried about was still on the car.

So next summer when people want to use it they can tow the car behind and have separate transportation.  Of course, they will have to leave me a car that works.  I expect towing the car will not help the mileage on the RV.  Meaning there is something less than 9 MPG!

A good friend, whom I have never met, was surprised to find the videos I have posted on youtube.  I post under katbulue.  My grandson has some musical ones on there under dolfantim.  He plays the guitar very well.  Sometimes I get a private concert.

I got spoofed today.  Lory and John were returning the RV and I saw them at the back of the RV with some papers.  I went out to see what they were doing – they had an Obama/Biden sticker on  there.  They had stopped at the Obama headquarters to get it.  I am afraid I didn’t think it was funny.                         

I guess I am one of those rabid conservatives. 

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Sandy Wind

All we had was a very restless night with the wind noises.  Our lights didn’t even fiicker.  I think that is because Duke energy has done a good job of trimming possible things that could fall on the lines.  Of course, we didn’t get the worst of the winds.

I haven’t ventured outside to see if there has been any damage to the siding.  I will ask my grandchildren to do that when they visit this afternoon.

I got my bulbs planted.  Probably should put some more dirt on top of them and maybe a layer of leaves, too.  Highs in the 40’s doesn’t encourage me to go outside.  Guess I’m a houseplant.

I managed to change the batteries in my remote control for the fireplace.  The unit is on the floor so I had to get on the floor.  I don’t get up well.  Should have thought ahead and placed a walker nearby.  I ended up scooting over to the rocking chair and using it’s arms to pull up.  I can still touch my toes with my fingers but when the knees get involved things don’t work so well.

The latest teaching experience for Rascal is learning to bark when she wants to go out.  Teddy can do it and she watches him.  After the first lesson she laid in Teddy’s dog bed and let out one bark.  I think that was a test of her voice.  She barks at people coming to the door but that must be different to her. 

Nap time.

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Dr’s Appointment

I’m really going to miss all those political ads and phone calls.  One of the joys of living in a state where people can’t make up their minds. They even came to my door yesterday and I had them put a sign in my front yard.  Now when the phone rings and it’s not someone I know I grab it up, yell “I already voted” and slam it down hang it up.

It doesn’t seem like it has been a month since I saw my oncologist.  My next appointment is two months away.  I am to call if there is a major change.  She upped my pain meds from twice a day to three times a day.  That’s harder to figure out and I know I won’t always make it come out even at eight hours apart.

Oh well, nobody is perfect. 

I did some laundry and started digging a hole for some bulbs.  It’s time to take my last pills and go to bed.

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Fall Foliage

Running errands today I planned to take some pictures of the colorful fall foliage.  I found that the wind and rain we have had this week left the trees with bare tops with a few leaves at the bottom.  Must have been a high wind. 

So I came home and took a picture of my color by my front porch.

People have told me this is Sumac.  I don’t remember it turning orange last year.

It was very cold and windy today.  I needed gas ($3.28/gal.) and needed to mail my homeowners insurance bill, that went up by $50. this year.

I guess it’s time to get out the long johns and turtle necks, except that the next couple days should be nicer.  This time of year it can switch back and forth very fast.

I wanted to show you my solution to the touchpad on my new computer.

 

The light grey patch is the styrofoam that I taped over the touchpad.

My Nook is acting up again.  I’ll bet I have turned it off and back on fifty times.  When I can get to a screen with something on it the only place I can go is Barnes & Noble to shop.  Can’t get to the library books that are on it.  I find that very suspicious.   If I take it back to the store a third time I will not be responsible for what I will do or where I might put my Nook.

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Shows and Movies and Potato Crop

I’ve worn my old self out acting like a kid. 

Sunday a group of my friends and I went out to lunch at UNO’s and then we went to see “Menopause the Musical”.  Okay, my funny bone isn’t completely broken but it is badly bent.  Very funny show.

Monday I went to Walmart and filled the basket.  Some of it is still in the car.  They had a deal if you bought four ginger ale 2 liters you got a fifth one free.  Couldn’t pass that up.  Ginger ale still helps settle my stomach and I’ve learned to like it.

Tuesday my friend and I went to see “Atlas Shrugged II”.  I missed the first one last year but have bought a DVD of it.  I haven’t watched it yet but plan to tonight.

Wednesday I have done nothing!  Well, you can’t really count napping.  I may even need another day to rest up. 

I’ve been trying to get a photo program to work on this computer.  Have had no luck so far.  I wanted to try to fool everyone into thinking my potatoes that grew in a bucket were nice big potatoes.

I was going to crop the first picture until only the potatoes showed.  Then I was going to be honest and show you the real size with the second picture.

So have a chuckle at my venture into planting potatoes from the grocery store.

The dogs haven’t taken all my running around well but I think it helps them bond to each other.  They touch noses now and then but won’t cuddle up together.  I have found that Rascal only looks green when I am bent over petting her.  She puts herself in my path, belly up, and whimpers.  POOOOR puppy.

I have solved the problem of the touchpad that I can’t seem to turn off.  I taped a piece of styrofoam over it.  HAHA GOTCHA.    There I fixed it.

I’ve been trying to figure out the comments part of blogger as I find people have left comments that didn’t show up. It shouldn’t be so hard to do. 

I’ll try to keep things up-to-date better.

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Naps and Dogs

Naps have become a competition between dogs.  When I lay lengthwise on the couch there is only room for one dog to be by my head and that spot, by tradition, belongs to Teddy. The only other option is by my feet.

I am trying to create an opportunity for equality between the two dogs.  I fixed a spot in the middle of the couch where I can be comfortable and have a side for each dog.

The white cushion goes behind my back, the lawn chair, when turned around, makes a foot rest, and the blue circle makes a good headrest.

The decorating scheme in my house is “whatever works” or “thrift store” or “scratch and dent”.

Teddy is usually the one who decides it is time to wake up and he is usually right. The other day Rascal decided he was wrong so she climbed into my lap and barked at him.  Then she noticed from that vantage point she could see the tops of semi trucks go by.  So she began barking at them.  That really helped with my continuing to nap.

I enjoy a nap just about every day.  Between plenty of rest and my pain meds I am doing well, even have some fuzz growing on my head.

All my plants either got inside or adopted by Lory and John.  It’s a bit early for the frost in this area but nothing has been normal this year. The last mosquito in the state, county, village got into MY house and bit me.  Sure hope he really was the last one.  Once this past summer I found a bite right on a vein.  I would have liked to see him explode.

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