In my opinion, on New Year's Eve, the best place to be is at home with your family. Many people like to attend a party. For instance, our yacht club is holding a dinner and dance. It will be well attended, but we declined the invitation. Over the last 65 years of attending events on New Year's Eve, my observation was that people seem to be working too hard to have a good time. The frivolity seemed forced, so we stopped going to big parties.
I like to have dinner with friends on New Year's Eve too. But tonight, Ken and I have stayed home alone and we are enjoying our own company. Christina and the girls are at home. Molly has gone to bed already and Mary Frances is not feeling well so is in bed, so Kate and Christina will watch the ball drop in Times Square and then go to bed themselves. All day it has rained so it is dark and damp which gives you no inclination to go outdoors.
Many years ago, when the year turned 1965, Ken and I were driving to Big Bend in west Texas. As we drove west along all those miles, we heard each time zone change to the new year. We listened to the festivities before the midnight hour and we heard the singing many times. We can still recall gleefully celebrating the New Year many times, all when driving in our new big Ford. But now we are old and enjoy staying home. Tomorrow we will celebrate the New Year with the family for Brunch at the Little Saigon. Then we will wish them all a Happy New Year. But tonight, for us, we are happy to be home.
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Friday, December 30, 2016
December 30, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Football.
Evidently, the number of people watching football on TV has been dramatically decreased. Some estimates are down 40%. I have been wondering why and so have been looking carefully to see why.. I have decided that there are good reasons why people are no longer watching football.
The number of penalties is extraordinary. While Ken and I watched a few minutes of a game, we counted 10 penalties in a row. I know they are trying to make the game safer, but the game is being stifled. A second irritation is the consultation of the officials with each other. While they huddle together, we wait, and are bored. Another aspect of the game that slows it down is the challenges. Again, we wait while the officials in some remote spot decide the correct answer. The delays slow the speed of the game to a crawl and finally we switch channels. There is not enough action during a football game.
The last bone of contention for me is the players. They are just not very good. I see passes missed that should have been caught. I see players running the wrong route. I see players who are being well paid to play defense acting like fools when they make a clever play. I want them to get on with the game.
Many parents are not allowing their sons play football because of the concussions. Instead the boys are playing lacrosse. It will be interesting to see what happens to football over the next 10 years. My observation is that in trying to improve the game they have messed it up so much that people are not watching. Time will tell.
The number of penalties is extraordinary. While Ken and I watched a few minutes of a game, we counted 10 penalties in a row. I know they are trying to make the game safer, but the game is being stifled. A second irritation is the consultation of the officials with each other. While they huddle together, we wait, and are bored. Another aspect of the game that slows it down is the challenges. Again, we wait while the officials in some remote spot decide the correct answer. The delays slow the speed of the game to a crawl and finally we switch channels. There is not enough action during a football game.
The last bone of contention for me is the players. They are just not very good. I see passes missed that should have been caught. I see players running the wrong route. I see players who are being well paid to play defense acting like fools when they make a clever play. I want them to get on with the game.
Many parents are not allowing their sons play football because of the concussions. Instead the boys are playing lacrosse. It will be interesting to see what happens to football over the next 10 years. My observation is that in trying to improve the game they have messed it up so much that people are not watching. Time will tell.
Thursday, December 29, 2016
December 29, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Shopping.
For Christmas this year, Ken and I gave Kate and Mary Frances an option. They could either go on a shopping excursion after Christmas with me or take an amount of cash. Mary Frances does not really like to shop so I thought she might take the cash. Kate on the other hand, loves to shop. When she was 11, I took her shopping for her birthday. She did well, chosing appropriate clothes and selecting her clothes carefully. It was the first time that she really showed her ability to make decisions and to give her opinions.
They both decided to shop with me and with Christina. We had a lot of fun, and the girls chose lovely clothes. And we were lucky. Our intention was to shop on Wednesday, but on Tuesday, Christina asked if we could go on Thursday, which was fine with me. It turned out that today was the day that the stores drastically reduced their clothing so for the same amount of money they were able to buy double the number of clothes. We got lucky.
Christina and I sat on comfortable chairs outside the change rooms while the girls tried on the clothes. Then they came out to show them to us. Some times we hooted: too short, too low cut, wrong color. We visited two stores. Both Mary Frances and Kate bought dresses, sweaters, vest, shirts. They were delighted. To celebrate, we ate lunch at the Italian restaurant.
On the way home, Kate opened all the bags and draped her new clothes all over her shoulders and lap. And when they got home, the gave a fashion show for Christina. We all decided that this Christmas gift was a winner. We might even repeat the drill next year.
They both decided to shop with me and with Christina. We had a lot of fun, and the girls chose lovely clothes. And we were lucky. Our intention was to shop on Wednesday, but on Tuesday, Christina asked if we could go on Thursday, which was fine with me. It turned out that today was the day that the stores drastically reduced their clothing so for the same amount of money they were able to buy double the number of clothes. We got lucky.
Christina and I sat on comfortable chairs outside the change rooms while the girls tried on the clothes. Then they came out to show them to us. Some times we hooted: too short, too low cut, wrong color. We visited two stores. Both Mary Frances and Kate bought dresses, sweaters, vest, shirts. They were delighted. To celebrate, we ate lunch at the Italian restaurant.
On the way home, Kate opened all the bags and draped her new clothes all over her shoulders and lap. And when they got home, the gave a fashion show for Christina. We all decided that this Christmas gift was a winner. We might even repeat the drill next year.
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
December 28, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Pittsburgh Penguins.
I am always looking for something good on Television. This week I spotted a movie about the Pittsburgh Penguins. Ever since we have spent time at the farm, we cheer for the Pittsburgh teams. Everyone at the farm supports the Steelers so of course we always joined into their cheering. Our friends at the farm had never heard of the Penguins, not being fans of hockey, but we have been cheering for the Steelers and the Penguins since 1973 when we bought our first farm. That is, unless the Washington teams were playing them. Then we cheered for the Washington Capitals and Redskins.
Did you know that for 20 years, a player from the Penguins won the award for the highest point total? Four different players have owned that title. First Mario, then Jagr, next Crosby and then Malkin. Many teams never have even one title and the Penguins have almost owned the title. The movie tells the history of the Penguins. It all happened within my lifetime so I was aware of what was happening but did not really know the details. Now I have many facts and figures to spout about, if anyone asks. The history of the team was interesting. The movie moved along and I enjoyed every minute. Now I watch them play with new knowledge of where they came from. They are a great team to watch. Now this year we will see how far they go into the playoffs. I was interested to see how a successful team is put together. Look for it on the menu. The movie is worth watching.
Did you know that for 20 years, a player from the Penguins won the award for the highest point total? Four different players have owned that title. First Mario, then Jagr, next Crosby and then Malkin. Many teams never have even one title and the Penguins have almost owned the title. The movie tells the history of the Penguins. It all happened within my lifetime so I was aware of what was happening but did not really know the details. Now I have many facts and figures to spout about, if anyone asks. The history of the team was interesting. The movie moved along and I enjoyed every minute. Now I watch them play with new knowledge of where they came from. They are a great team to watch. Now this year we will see how far they go into the playoffs. I was interested to see how a successful team is put together. Look for it on the menu. The movie is worth watching.
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
December 27, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Mounds.
For a long time, no one knew what they were. Mounds could be found all over Mississippi in places where the ground was flat, such as the Delta, except every so often there would be a mound. It took careful investigation to realize that the mounds were man made. Late into the 20th Century, archeologist discovered that the mounds were ancient burial grounds. We visited the Peter's Pottery at Bayou Mound. Today we drove along the shore of the Reservoir and stopped at Boyd's Mound. Evidence of houses were found as far back as 500 AD along with pottery pieces from the same time period.
Boyd's Mound is actually three different burial mounds from three different time periods. People had been living at the site for a long time We were driving on the Natchez Trace so we stopped to investigate the Mound and have a little walk. The day was glorious. Ken and I walked around this Mound through the woods, Ken using the walker and I treading carefully on the millions of leaves. Walking on uneven ground is difficult for me but I did it anyway. We tried to imagine what life would be like in the year 700 at this site. We could not see the water but at that time the river would be close but the houses would have been high on a bluff.
Driving along the Natchez Trace is pleasant. The reservoir is right beside the road so we see many white birds along the shore. Our jaunt today was delightful.
Boyd's Mound is actually three different burial mounds from three different time periods. People had been living at the site for a long time We were driving on the Natchez Trace so we stopped to investigate the Mound and have a little walk. The day was glorious. Ken and I walked around this Mound through the woods, Ken using the walker and I treading carefully on the millions of leaves. Walking on uneven ground is difficult for me but I did it anyway. We tried to imagine what life would be like in the year 700 at this site. We could not see the water but at that time the river would be close but the houses would have been high on a bluff.
Driving along the Natchez Trace is pleasant. The reservoir is right beside the road so we see many white birds along the shore. Our jaunt today was delightful.
Monday, December 26, 2016
December 26, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Motorcycles.
I am not in love with motorcycles. Many years ago when driving on the trans canada highway in Banff National Park, two bikes passed us. The car ahead of us suddenly veered right across the highway to get to the gift shop. It was an awful sight. The car clipped the backs of both bikes and the drivers went rolling down the highway like logs. But I know perfectly reasonable people drive motorcycles safely for years. Jose in Bethesda drives a bike as does Bryan in Nova Scotia. And our friends Freddie and Phyllis have driven a bike for years with no accidents.
But now, through no fault of themselves, they were in an accident in Florida. Three cars and they were involved. The last car hit the car ahead, who hit the car ahead who hit the third car. finally hitting their bike. The bike was a total loss and they were both knocked off their bike. Fortunately, no other vehicle hit them when they were lying on the pavement. No broken bones. Just lots of bruising and one twisted ankle. Freddie is a careful driver and they wear protective clothes. They always wear helmets and boots along with leather pants and leather jackets. They were protected. from the road
My problem with motorcycles is that even if you are careful, other vehicles can hit you and you have no protection. In a car or truck, there is space between you and whatever hit you. I will be interested to know if Freddie and Phyllis buy another bike. They do love their motorcycle trips both in Florida, Switzerland and Maryland so it is my guess they will drive again. But I always think that driving a motorcycle is dangerous and wish my friends would sty in their cars. But I am an old lady.
But now, through no fault of themselves, they were in an accident in Florida. Three cars and they were involved. The last car hit the car ahead, who hit the car ahead who hit the third car. finally hitting their bike. The bike was a total loss and they were both knocked off their bike. Fortunately, no other vehicle hit them when they were lying on the pavement. No broken bones. Just lots of bruising and one twisted ankle. Freddie is a careful driver and they wear protective clothes. They always wear helmets and boots along with leather pants and leather jackets. They were protected. from the road
My problem with motorcycles is that even if you are careful, other vehicles can hit you and you have no protection. In a car or truck, there is space between you and whatever hit you. I will be interested to know if Freddie and Phyllis buy another bike. They do love their motorcycle trips both in Florida, Switzerland and Maryland so it is my guess they will drive again. But I always think that driving a motorcycle is dangerous and wish my friends would sty in their cars. But I am an old lady.
Sunday, December 25, 2016
December 25, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Our Christmas Feast.
We did it again. Our Christmas feast was held at our local Chinese restaurant, the Ding How. All six of us enjoyed our meal. A few years ago, I discovered that the tradition of the Jews to eat Chinese food on Christmas day had a long history, so Ken and I checked with Christina and the girls and we all agreed it was a good idea to eat Chinese food for our Christmas dinner. The dinner was such a hit we did it again.
A couple of weeks ago, Christina and I went to the Ding How for lunch. While we were there, we made a reservation and selected the meal, so when we arrived and were seated at our big table, the food just started to arrive and only stopped when our lazy susan was full. And when we were finished, Christina had four boxes of food to take home. They will eat Chinese food on Boxing Day too.
At dinner, we talked about the odd habits that Andrew had developed over the years at Christmas. We are still fighting the empty chair syndrome, which is one of the reasons we are looking to see alternate activities, but we all talked freely about Andrew and his funny ways and we all laughed together.
The best part of dinner was the good food, but the second best is that neither Christina nor I had to cook or clean. And we all six enjoyed our Christmas feast.
A couple of weeks ago, Christina and I went to the Ding How for lunch. While we were there, we made a reservation and selected the meal, so when we arrived and were seated at our big table, the food just started to arrive and only stopped when our lazy susan was full. And when we were finished, Christina had four boxes of food to take home. They will eat Chinese food on Boxing Day too.
At dinner, we talked about the odd habits that Andrew had developed over the years at Christmas. We are still fighting the empty chair syndrome, which is one of the reasons we are looking to see alternate activities, but we all talked freely about Andrew and his funny ways and we all laughed together.
The best part of dinner was the good food, but the second best is that neither Christina nor I had to cook or clean. And we all six enjoyed our Christmas feast.
Saturday, December 24, 2016
December 24, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Making Memories.
We are always invited. . Linda Creath, Christina's mother, takes the whole Creath family and us to the best Japanese restaurant in town. First Presbyterian Church holds a family friendly carol service at 4:00 on Christmas Eve. At 6:00, children and adults gather for dinner. Peter and his wife Bethany and their children live in Boston so they are in town for the season, so all the Linda Creath family are together for dinner at the Japanese restaurant.. Nelson, the oldest son preorders the food so when you arrive, the food just arrives. No fuss and no muss. The food is wonderful as is the company. The event is memories in the making.
Linda has been having dinner these dinners for many years. It all started when Andrew and Christina and the girls went to Texas for Christmas and Linda was feeling a bit blue because Peter and Bethany were also not in Jackson for Christmas Eve. Rather than missing the rest of they family, Linda, Nelson, Katy and their children decided to go out for Japanese food. They have been doing it ever since. Kate and Mary Frances enjoy the dinner. The three young children sit at the end of the table. Kate sits by me at the opposite end with the other events. Molly never remembers not eating Japanese food on Christmas Eve. It is a lovely event, enjoyed by all. It is definitely making memories for both the old and the young.
Linda has been having dinner these dinners for many years. It all started when Andrew and Christina and the girls went to Texas for Christmas and Linda was feeling a bit blue because Peter and Bethany were also not in Jackson for Christmas Eve. Rather than missing the rest of they family, Linda, Nelson, Katy and their children decided to go out for Japanese food. They have been doing it ever since. Kate and Mary Frances enjoy the dinner. The three young children sit at the end of the table. Kate sits by me at the opposite end with the other events. Molly never remembers not eating Japanese food on Christmas Eve. It is a lovely event, enjoyed by all. It is definitely making memories for both the old and the young.
Friday, December 23, 2016
December 23, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Happy Memories.
Irene was in the hospital, having just given birth to Kenny Buckley, born on December 22. The year was 1961. Ken and I arrived for Christmas and of course, we wanted to see the new baby, but we were not allowed. In those days, the hospitals were rigid about visitation hours. Ken went with Dave, the father, to the hospital. Ken hung his stethoscope around his neck and the two men walked through the hospital to see Irene and the baby. Ken was a medical student at the time. No one batted an eye at the two of them, although Irene was surprised to see them at that time of the evening. Ken reported back to me that Kenny was a beautiful baby.
At another Christmas in Ancaster, very late on Christmas Eve, we were putting the presents under the Christmas tree when we spotted a toboggan being given to Norm. We decided to try it out. Right beside Dave and Irene's house was a small hill, so Ken and I headed out sledding. The night was beautiful, clear and bright. When we were finished, we left the toboggan on the front stoop. After the presents were opened on Christmas day, Dave told Norm to look outside. He was delighted to have a toboggan but commented that the toboggan was used. He was not amused We told her that Santa Claus had used it. We certainly never admitted it was us, until many years later.
For years, Ken and I spent Christmas with Dave and Irene and their family, first in Dundas and then Ancaster. We had happy times, and now have wonderful memories, with plenty to warm our hearts each Christmas.
At another Christmas in Ancaster, very late on Christmas Eve, we were putting the presents under the Christmas tree when we spotted a toboggan being given to Norm. We decided to try it out. Right beside Dave and Irene's house was a small hill, so Ken and I headed out sledding. The night was beautiful, clear and bright. When we were finished, we left the toboggan on the front stoop. After the presents were opened on Christmas day, Dave told Norm to look outside. He was delighted to have a toboggan but commented that the toboggan was used. He was not amused We told her that Santa Claus had used it. We certainly never admitted it was us, until many years later.
For years, Ken and I spent Christmas with Dave and Irene and their family, first in Dundas and then Ancaster. We had happy times, and now have wonderful memories, with plenty to warm our hearts each Christmas.
Thursday, December 22, 2016
December 22, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Turtle Creek Park.
Ken is a genius at finding interesting places. He knows I want him to walk with me and he knows he hates to walk along the same paths day after day, so he has found little parks around the reservoir where we can explore and also walk. This afternoon we found our first, the park at Turtle Creek.
Kayaking is the fastest growing boating on the 33,000 acre lake where we live. The Turtle Creek Park is the only place on the reservoir to launch a kayak, at least easily. Three more have been approved to be installed this Spring. In addition to the kayak launch and park area, there is also a nature trail although the only thing I saw on the trail were Canada Geese. The trail is paved and one half mile in length. The whole park is small, maybe a few acres. But it is right beside the water and has benches along the path, so it is a pleasant spot to walk and enjoy the lake.
On the opposite side of the creek are houses. Each home has a bulkhead and a boat house with docks and chairs sitting by the water. On our side of the reservoir our homes are high on a bluff but on this side of the reservoir and creek the houses are almost at water level. My preference is to be high and looking down at the water. But this little park is useful. Now we must find the other sites that are set for a kayak ramp as we enjoyed our little walk by the reservoir today.
Kayaking is the fastest growing boating on the 33,000 acre lake where we live. The Turtle Creek Park is the only place on the reservoir to launch a kayak, at least easily. Three more have been approved to be installed this Spring. In addition to the kayak launch and park area, there is also a nature trail although the only thing I saw on the trail were Canada Geese. The trail is paved and one half mile in length. The whole park is small, maybe a few acres. But it is right beside the water and has benches along the path, so it is a pleasant spot to walk and enjoy the lake.
On the opposite side of the creek are houses. Each home has a bulkhead and a boat house with docks and chairs sitting by the water. On our side of the reservoir our homes are high on a bluff but on this side of the reservoir and creek the houses are almost at water level. My preference is to be high and looking down at the water. But this little park is useful. Now we must find the other sites that are set for a kayak ramp as we enjoyed our little walk by the reservoir today.
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
December 21, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Zek Elliott.
Football players do silly things after they score a touchdown or sack a quarterback. They spike the ball or run out to the fans or act like a strong man flexing their muscles. The NFL is call the No Fun League because the players get fined for doing silly things, like dancing in the end zone. But Zek Elliott, a first year player for Dallas did something that everyone agreed was cute and unexpected. After he scored a touchdown, he ran along the sideline and jumped into the Salvation Army Kettle.
The Kettle was big, about four feet tall and so he could jump in the kettle and disappear, which was right beside the Salvation Army crest on the wall. He disappeared for only a few seconds. Then he jumped out of the kettle and ran do his team. Everyone cheered and laughed. It was very cute. The announcers suggested that people will begin donating to the Salvation Army, because of the gesture. The next day, I read an interview saying that the donations began pouring in immediately. The amount of money donated to the Salvation Army on that day was 60% greater than last year. And many on line donations were in the amount of $21. which was Zek's number.
So far, I have not heard that he was fined. I wondered if it was premeditated, or was a spontaneous joke.? Whatever it was, it was cute and unexpected and a bonanza to The Salvation Army.
The Kettle was big, about four feet tall and so he could jump in the kettle and disappear, which was right beside the Salvation Army crest on the wall. He disappeared for only a few seconds. Then he jumped out of the kettle and ran do his team. Everyone cheered and laughed. It was very cute. The announcers suggested that people will begin donating to the Salvation Army, because of the gesture. The next day, I read an interview saying that the donations began pouring in immediately. The amount of money donated to the Salvation Army on that day was 60% greater than last year. And many on line donations were in the amount of $21. which was Zek's number.
So far, I have not heard that he was fined. I wondered if it was premeditated, or was a spontaneous joke.? Whatever it was, it was cute and unexpected and a bonanza to The Salvation Army.
Tuesday, December 20, 2016
December 20, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Pleasant Customs.
Each time we are in Mississippi, I have coffee with Eleanor, Greta Barbour and Christina. We shift from one house to the other. The coffee is always set out in an elegant style. We use the best china and silver and drink coffee and eat delicious sweets. The custom is lovely. I am able to catch up with my friends and family and hear all about the children and Jackson. Monday was the day for us to have coffee together and we met at our house. The custom is simple but heart warming. It is one of the pleasures of coming to Mississippi.
Mary Frances chose the restaurant last Sunday for brunch. Anjou was the choice. It is the best french restaurant in the Jackson area so a perfect spot to celebrate the holiday season. Our custom in Jackson is to meet the family for brunch after they are finished church. Beginning two years ago, we turned the choice of restaurant over to Kate and Mary Frances. And sometimes Molly will select the restaurant too. Everyone enjoys the time together. Firstly we always eat good food and secondly, the time period is not too long. Our custom is a good one, enjoyed by all.
So when does a happy custom become a rut? I do not know but I do know that happy customs make everyone happy.
Mary Frances chose the restaurant last Sunday for brunch. Anjou was the choice. It is the best french restaurant in the Jackson area so a perfect spot to celebrate the holiday season. Our custom in Jackson is to meet the family for brunch after they are finished church. Beginning two years ago, we turned the choice of restaurant over to Kate and Mary Frances. And sometimes Molly will select the restaurant too. Everyone enjoys the time together. Firstly we always eat good food and secondly, the time period is not too long. Our custom is a good one, enjoyed by all.
So when does a happy custom become a rut? I do not know but I do know that happy customs make everyone happy.
Monday, December 19, 2016
December 19, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Christmas Music.
Missisippi College Singers held a Festival Of Lights. I spotted the hour program on the TV Menu, Christmas music is one of the delights of the season so I expected a joyful program of carols, sung by a college choir. What I heard was beyond expectations. The choir was excellent with a pure sound. Most of the pieces they sang were not familiar to me. And they were interspersed with readings from the Bible with no break, so the hour went quickly. I texted Christina about the program and asked about the choir. According to Kate, all members of the choir are music majors and take their task as choir members seriously. "Much too great a time commitment for me", said Kate. The program was on PBS and was wonderful. What a surprise for me to hear that choir. The program was held in the College chapel which is not big so the sound was superb.
The Mormon Tabernacle choir and orchestra was on TV tonight. As usual, their productions are professional. And once again I enjoyed the music.The choir is always good and worthwhile. I am on a roll listening to this great Christmas music. Now I must look for something good tomorrow too.
The Mormon Tabernacle choir and orchestra was on TV tonight. As usual, their productions are professional. And once again I enjoyed the music.The choir is always good and worthwhile. I am on a roll listening to this great Christmas music. Now I must look for something good tomorrow too.
Sunday, December 18, 2016
December 18, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Birthday Celebration.
The Buckley family has celebrated this weekend. It was a group celebration. Four family members in the Dave and Irene family have birthdays within a week of each other in December, so their habit has been to have one party to celebrate them all. It is a great idea and everyone in the family enjoys the event.
This year, Dave turns 85 so Ken and Anne and Elise flew from Vancouver to join in the festivities. Wonderful Wendy suggested that we might be able to come but traveling is too difficult to we declined. The Toronto group and the Hamilton group attended so they had a weekend of parties along with the Vancouver folks. I am sure they had a wonderful time.
Annes' birthday is not in December but Saturday night they all went out to dinner to celebrate her birthday because no one was is in Vancouver to celebrate on her real birthday. Perfect excuse for dinner at a fancy restaurant.
Today is actually Dave's birthday. So congratulations to all the Buckley family members celebrating together this weekend. I feel sure they had a wonderful time.
This year, Dave turns 85 so Ken and Anne and Elise flew from Vancouver to join in the festivities. Wonderful Wendy suggested that we might be able to come but traveling is too difficult to we declined. The Toronto group and the Hamilton group attended so they had a weekend of parties along with the Vancouver folks. I am sure they had a wonderful time.
Annes' birthday is not in December but Saturday night they all went out to dinner to celebrate her birthday because no one was is in Vancouver to celebrate on her real birthday. Perfect excuse for dinner at a fancy restaurant.
Today is actually Dave's birthday. So congratulations to all the Buckley family members celebrating together this weekend. I feel sure they had a wonderful time.
Saturday, December 17, 2016
December 17, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. A New Neurologist.
Dr. Cathy Gregg is a Geriatric Specialist in Mississippi. She is our main doctor. In addition, she is a good friend of Christina and her husband Bo went fishing regularly with Andrew. Dr. Gregg thought that Ken should have a local Neurologist, so she made an appointment. Friday was the day. I went along to hear what was said.
Once again, the good doctor, Dr.Huang, was young. At least he looked young. He asked Ken hundreds of questions. Sometimes I was forced to answer the question accurately such as when Ken sleeps. At the end of the interview, he increased the dosage of the Parkinson's medicine but he thought that Ken was handling the disease as well as possible, which we both agreed was true.
But the good doctor told Ken to increase his level of exercise. "Get away from the computer," he said. He suggested physical therapy or joining a gym. I did not say a word. Ken likes to get his exercise the natural way by working in the yard or doing other projects. The problem right now is that Ken mostly can not do those activities, so he is short of exercise.
Ken agreed today to go to a park and go for a walk every day. Today, we went to the drug store and did our walking going up and down the isles. We will see about tomorrow.
At the end of our meeting with Dr. Huang, I asked him if I needed an appointment with him due to my neuropathy legs. He told me that it was not necessary because he has nothing to help me. But we made an appointment for Ken in April. He wants to see Ken every six months. We will do our best and will see him when we return to Mississippi. So here we go. Yet another doctor here on our list of appointments. Fortunately, they are all good and we are grateful for them.
Once again, the good doctor, Dr.Huang, was young. At least he looked young. He asked Ken hundreds of questions. Sometimes I was forced to answer the question accurately such as when Ken sleeps. At the end of the interview, he increased the dosage of the Parkinson's medicine but he thought that Ken was handling the disease as well as possible, which we both agreed was true.
But the good doctor told Ken to increase his level of exercise. "Get away from the computer," he said. He suggested physical therapy or joining a gym. I did not say a word. Ken likes to get his exercise the natural way by working in the yard or doing other projects. The problem right now is that Ken mostly can not do those activities, so he is short of exercise.
Ken agreed today to go to a park and go for a walk every day. Today, we went to the drug store and did our walking going up and down the isles. We will see about tomorrow.
At the end of our meeting with Dr. Huang, I asked him if I needed an appointment with him due to my neuropathy legs. He told me that it was not necessary because he has nothing to help me. But we made an appointment for Ken in April. He wants to see Ken every six months. We will do our best and will see him when we return to Mississippi. So here we go. Yet another doctor here on our list of appointments. Fortunately, they are all good and we are grateful for them.
Friday, December 16, 2016
December 16, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Old Man.
At first I thought the old man putting the groceries in the bags was with the lady. She had just checked out and was standing watching the old man. The reason I was even looking was because I had to wait. The checker is not allowed to begin scanning grocery items until all the previous customer has every article in bags. At Krogers you do not wait. The store always keeps lots of checkers so I was surprised to be waiting.
When the lady walked off with her cart, I knew that the old man was working for Krogers. But he was not really helping much. He was trying to sort the groceries together but the process was slow. When I paid, the checker began putting stuff in bags and doing it quickly. Finally, the first layer in the cart was full so the old man told me that he was going to get another cart, which left no one bagging the groceries except the checker. She asked me where he had gone. She made a face. Then another young girl came over to help and they quickly finished the task and filled my cart
I felt sorry for the old man but for Krogers it was a bit like hiring the handicapped. He was not really handicapped but he was old and bent over and he was trying to sort the groceries as he put them into the bags. The young girls just put the groceries in the bags as they come down the conveyor best. And they did it all quickly. When I was walking out the door, I saw him walking back pushing an empty cart.
Ken was called to pick me up. I waited and watched people taking their groceries to their cars. Sure enough, my old man was helping an old lady put her bags into her car. He took forever. She finally began taking bags out of the cart and putting them in the back seat. He was doing the same thing by looking in each bag and putting the heavy object on the bottom. But you could tell the lady was ready to drive away. The poor man. He was trying to be efficient but in so doing he was making everyone wait. I do not think I am going to see him working there again. He gets in everyones way.
When the lady walked off with her cart, I knew that the old man was working for Krogers. But he was not really helping much. He was trying to sort the groceries together but the process was slow. When I paid, the checker began putting stuff in bags and doing it quickly. Finally, the first layer in the cart was full so the old man told me that he was going to get another cart, which left no one bagging the groceries except the checker. She asked me where he had gone. She made a face. Then another young girl came over to help and they quickly finished the task and filled my cart
I felt sorry for the old man but for Krogers it was a bit like hiring the handicapped. He was not really handicapped but he was old and bent over and he was trying to sort the groceries as he put them into the bags. The young girls just put the groceries in the bags as they come down the conveyor best. And they did it all quickly. When I was walking out the door, I saw him walking back pushing an empty cart.
Ken was called to pick me up. I waited and watched people taking their groceries to their cars. Sure enough, my old man was helping an old lady put her bags into her car. He took forever. She finally began taking bags out of the cart and putting them in the back seat. He was doing the same thing by looking in each bag and putting the heavy object on the bottom. But you could tell the lady was ready to drive away. The poor man. He was trying to be efficient but in so doing he was making everyone wait. I do not think I am going to see him working there again. He gets in everyones way.
Thursday, December 15, 2016
December 15, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Breakthrough.
Ken has been poking around the Internet finding ancestors. Since early in the summer he has been looking into his own family as well as his cousin Ian. Ian's family were from Finland. Evidently, the Finns kept careful records because Ken was able to follow Ian's mother's family back a long time. That was fun. Ken takes it up for several months, then drops the search for a year or two before picking up his search again. Every time he gets back to searching his ancestry he finds more tools on the Internet.
In the past, he has had no luck searching out my family. Both the Buckleys and the Houghtons moved to Canada in the early part of the 20th Century. He had no luck tracking the families in England. But yesterday he found the family of my Grandmother, Alice Swallow, my father's mother. She died before I was born. The only thing I knew about her from other people was that she was a lovely lady.
Now I know that she was one of 8 children, all girls. I even know the first names. Ken told me the name of Alice Sallow's Mother too. I had never heard the name. So far, he is back to the early 19th century. Now he will keep going. The Houghton family is difficult because there are so many of them. My grandmother Houghton was a Bowler, which is also a common name. Ken does not know if records were lost or if the English have been slow to put information on the Internet. But Ken is pleased to have had a breakthrough. He found the family of Alice Swallow, my grandmother Buckley. Now that is fun.
In the past, he has had no luck searching out my family. Both the Buckleys and the Houghtons moved to Canada in the early part of the 20th Century. He had no luck tracking the families in England. But yesterday he found the family of my Grandmother, Alice Swallow, my father's mother. She died before I was born. The only thing I knew about her from other people was that she was a lovely lady.
Now I know that she was one of 8 children, all girls. I even know the first names. Ken told me the name of Alice Sallow's Mother too. I had never heard the name. So far, he is back to the early 19th century. Now he will keep going. The Houghton family is difficult because there are so many of them. My grandmother Houghton was a Bowler, which is also a common name. Ken does not know if records were lost or if the English have been slow to put information on the Internet. But Ken is pleased to have had a breakthrough. He found the family of Alice Swallow, my grandmother Buckley. Now that is fun.
Wednesday, December 14, 2016
December 14, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Grocery Store.
This morning, our fridge had no milk. Nor any bread or berries, so Ken and I went to Primos for breakfast. Going to Primos for breakfast is not a hardship. The food is excellent and many folks in these parts have breakfast there every day. These regulars have memorized the menu so they just walk in and order and sit down and wait for the food to appear.
Next task was mailing our Christmas cards at the post office which is just around the corner.. And last on our list was going to the grocery store. I can not drive so Ken dropped me off. The plan was for me to call him when I was finished at the grocery store. Now Ken has a habit of not answering his phone so we laughed that I might get stuck waiting outside, waiting for him to finally answer his phone. But today he answered immediately so our plan worked.
At the grocery store, I like to walk up and down every isle. I use it for exercise and also to look at all the items on sale. By the time I have completed my walk, the grocery cart is full and everything on my list is in the cart. The grocery store is excellent. Krogers is the local chain. It is not quite up to the level of excellence at HEB in Texas but it is pretty close. Their deli section has lots of variety. And they have two sushi chefs working away every day. I brought lunch for us today. I actually enjoy going to the grocery store perhaps because I only go every so often.
When I first started going to groceries store in 1958, I had limited cash so as I put objects into my cart, I added up the cost of each item. By the time I was ready to check out, I knew within five dollars how much I needed to pay. I did it so long that my brain automatically adds up the total in my cart. I can still tell within ten dollars how much I need at checkout. It is ridiculous but true. Now, one of the joys of going to the grocery store is that I am not concerned about the money in my purse, but old habits die hard. Our grocery store is one I enjoy visiting.
Next task was mailing our Christmas cards at the post office which is just around the corner.. And last on our list was going to the grocery store. I can not drive so Ken dropped me off. The plan was for me to call him when I was finished at the grocery store. Now Ken has a habit of not answering his phone so we laughed that I might get stuck waiting outside, waiting for him to finally answer his phone. But today he answered immediately so our plan worked.
At the grocery store, I like to walk up and down every isle. I use it for exercise and also to look at all the items on sale. By the time I have completed my walk, the grocery cart is full and everything on my list is in the cart. The grocery store is excellent. Krogers is the local chain. It is not quite up to the level of excellence at HEB in Texas but it is pretty close. Their deli section has lots of variety. And they have two sushi chefs working away every day. I brought lunch for us today. I actually enjoy going to the grocery store perhaps because I only go every so often.
When I first started going to groceries store in 1958, I had limited cash so as I put objects into my cart, I added up the cost of each item. By the time I was ready to check out, I knew within five dollars how much I needed to pay. I did it so long that my brain automatically adds up the total in my cart. I can still tell within ten dollars how much I need at checkout. It is ridiculous but true. Now, one of the joys of going to the grocery store is that I am not concerned about the money in my purse, but old habits die hard. Our grocery store is one I enjoy visiting.
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
December 13, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Southern Living.
Ken commented to a friend recently that at no time in his life did he ever dream of living in Mississippi. I agreed with him. It was not in any plans. But here we are spending part of each Spring and Fall living life in Mississippi. And liking it.
Today I talked with my friend Mary MacD. from Nova Scotia. Walt had an appointment in Halifax yesterday so they were required to drive, even though the roads were terrible. It had been snowing all night, then sleet. The driving was terrible. But they made it home safely. Today they are staying home and off the roads. Even Gill, who does not complain about the weather, described the weather as first snow, followed by sleet, followed by rain which froze, and then turned back to snow. The whole thing repeating over and over again. The weather is still fearful.
Meanwhile, we in the south had rain for two days with a temperature of 60 degrees. This afternoon the sun shone. By the end of the week it will be cold here, about 40. And last week we actually had an honest to goodness freeze. Our outside thermometer registered 29. But only for one night. There are many joys living in Mississippi, which includes the friendly, polite people, but nothing is better that looking out and seeing no ice and snow. The reservoir does not freeze. Living in the south has it's rewards.
Today I talked with my friend Mary MacD. from Nova Scotia. Walt had an appointment in Halifax yesterday so they were required to drive, even though the roads were terrible. It had been snowing all night, then sleet. The driving was terrible. But they made it home safely. Today they are staying home and off the roads. Even Gill, who does not complain about the weather, described the weather as first snow, followed by sleet, followed by rain which froze, and then turned back to snow. The whole thing repeating over and over again. The weather is still fearful.
Meanwhile, we in the south had rain for two days with a temperature of 60 degrees. This afternoon the sun shone. By the end of the week it will be cold here, about 40. And last week we actually had an honest to goodness freeze. Our outside thermometer registered 29. But only for one night. There are many joys living in Mississippi, which includes the friendly, polite people, but nothing is better that looking out and seeing no ice and snow. The reservoir does not freeze. Living in the south has it's rewards.
Monday, December 12, 2016
December 12, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Good News.
Today was a day of good news. My friend Mary was given a boot and a different brace so now she can put weight on her broken leg. Great technology. She was not in love with hopping on one leg. And she is feeling well enough to practice her flute. Progress in Delaware.
My surgeon man checked my eyes today and he reports that both eyes are doing as well as can be expected. Both eye pressures are fine and my right eye with glasses I can see 2/25. My left eye is slower to clear up. I am seeing 20/50 out of that eye. Normally after surgery, it takes at least four weeks before they change your glasses. My right eye is probably ready but not the left. I will have to wait until we return from Mexico before I will be able to get new corrected lens.
The good news is that I can see out of my left eye. Dr. K. is pleased. I was well on the way to have no vision in my left eye but now I can see, although not too well. He was anxious today when he realized that we leave for Mexico on January 7, and will be out of his reach. He did admit that there was probably an Opthamologist in Puerto Vallarta. I assured him that we found an Oncologist two years ago and all was well. Now I do not need to see the good doctor for three weeks. Good news indeed.
My surgeon man checked my eyes today and he reports that both eyes are doing as well as can be expected. Both eye pressures are fine and my right eye with glasses I can see 2/25. My left eye is slower to clear up. I am seeing 20/50 out of that eye. Normally after surgery, it takes at least four weeks before they change your glasses. My right eye is probably ready but not the left. I will have to wait until we return from Mexico before I will be able to get new corrected lens.
The good news is that I can see out of my left eye. Dr. K. is pleased. I was well on the way to have no vision in my left eye but now I can see, although not too well. He was anxious today when he realized that we leave for Mexico on January 7, and will be out of his reach. He did admit that there was probably an Opthamologist in Puerto Vallarta. I assured him that we found an Oncologist two years ago and all was well. Now I do not need to see the good doctor for three weeks. Good news indeed.
Sunday, December 11, 2016
December 11, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Oops.
Mississippi has a lot of musicians. Many restaurants have entertainment while you dine. Sometimes you wish they didn't because if the place is already noisy, the music just adds to the general din. When Suzanne was here we went to the Yacht Club for dinner. The music was so loud we could not carry on a conversation, but today, Ken and I enjoyed the singer at the Pelican Cove.
Mostly we go for brunch with the family at 11:15 but sometimes there is a change. Mary Frances sings in the junior choir and today they sang at both services, at 8:15 and 10:45, so the plan was to meet at 12:30. But I forgot so Ken and I went to the Pelican Cove at 11:15. Christina is seldom late so I texted her to see if I had the wrong restaurant. Fortunately, even though she was in church, she told me that we were to meet at 12:30. Oops.
The day was beautiful and we were sitting overlooking the reservoir. We ordered our meal, drank coffee and listened to the musician, who turned out to be excellent. He sang and played the whole time. One song after another with not a break. We were still eating when the family arrived at 12:30. The singer was not young. Ken went to put a tip in his jar and commented to him that he had done this before. He laughed and said "More than I care to think". He sang in tune, and he played an interesting piano. And he was not loud. Ken and I enjoyed listening to him while we waited for the family to appear. While we were still there, other musicians appeared. Beginning at 2:00, the Pelican Cove was holding a Musicians Christmas. For the rest of the afternoon and into the evening, the various groups were to take turns. We knew it was time for us to leave when all the big speakers were being set up. But Ken and enjoyed listening to song after song, sung by a very experienced musician. The Oops turned into a bonus.
Mostly we go for brunch with the family at 11:15 but sometimes there is a change. Mary Frances sings in the junior choir and today they sang at both services, at 8:15 and 10:45, so the plan was to meet at 12:30. But I forgot so Ken and I went to the Pelican Cove at 11:15. Christina is seldom late so I texted her to see if I had the wrong restaurant. Fortunately, even though she was in church, she told me that we were to meet at 12:30. Oops.
The day was beautiful and we were sitting overlooking the reservoir. We ordered our meal, drank coffee and listened to the musician, who turned out to be excellent. He sang and played the whole time. One song after another with not a break. We were still eating when the family arrived at 12:30. The singer was not young. Ken went to put a tip in his jar and commented to him that he had done this before. He laughed and said "More than I care to think". He sang in tune, and he played an interesting piano. And he was not loud. Ken and I enjoyed listening to him while we waited for the family to appear. While we were still there, other musicians appeared. Beginning at 2:00, the Pelican Cove was holding a Musicians Christmas. For the rest of the afternoon and into the evening, the various groups were to take turns. We knew it was time for us to leave when all the big speakers were being set up. But Ken and enjoyed listening to song after song, sung by a very experienced musician. The Oops turned into a bonus.
Saturday, December 10, 2016
December 10, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Memory Lane.
I have been going down memory lane. As I write the Christmas cards I recall each person and their families. Every one on my list has been important to me sometime over my life so I remember each person fondly and sometimes I laugh. No one else knows but me the connections, but I know.
For instance, this afternoon I wrote the card to Fairie and Murray Lewin.who now live in Oshawa. Fairie was the only daughter of Fairie and Edgar Halsey who I have known all my life. Mrs. Halsey was a Muttant who lived in Calgary. She was an excellent pianist and accompanied my Father when he played his first trombone sole. He was a teen and she was but a child. Then the Halseys moved to Toronto and lived on Davisville Avenue. Fairie and I walked home together from North Toronto Collegiate Institute. We always stopped to say hello to Mrs. Halsey before I continued my walk. I always checked into their refrigerator to see what goodies were in store. And of course, I ate some of the brownies or cookies. Happy memories. Murray I have known since we moved to Toronto in 1953. We joined Danforth Corps, which Murray attended. We called him Moose. I wonder if anyone calls him Moose now?
I wrote a card to Bill and Irene DeGroot, who still live in Galveston. Bill was in charge of the Pulmonary Lab where Ken did his research. Irene at that time had two children and when Andrew was born she would invite me with the baby over for afternoon tea. It was a lovely gesture. Eventually, she had two more children and I one more so the children played while we chatted. An of course, her daughters enjoyed playing with my boys. They had a swimming pool so on good days we took all the children into their pool. The afternoon with Irene and their children was a delight.
It has been a day of nostalgia. And I still have half of the cards to write. I must not stop so long to linger with my happy memories. Christmas is coming.
For instance, this afternoon I wrote the card to Fairie and Murray Lewin.who now live in Oshawa. Fairie was the only daughter of Fairie and Edgar Halsey who I have known all my life. Mrs. Halsey was a Muttant who lived in Calgary. She was an excellent pianist and accompanied my Father when he played his first trombone sole. He was a teen and she was but a child. Then the Halseys moved to Toronto and lived on Davisville Avenue. Fairie and I walked home together from North Toronto Collegiate Institute. We always stopped to say hello to Mrs. Halsey before I continued my walk. I always checked into their refrigerator to see what goodies were in store. And of course, I ate some of the brownies or cookies. Happy memories. Murray I have known since we moved to Toronto in 1953. We joined Danforth Corps, which Murray attended. We called him Moose. I wonder if anyone calls him Moose now?
I wrote a card to Bill and Irene DeGroot, who still live in Galveston. Bill was in charge of the Pulmonary Lab where Ken did his research. Irene at that time had two children and when Andrew was born she would invite me with the baby over for afternoon tea. It was a lovely gesture. Eventually, she had two more children and I one more so the children played while we chatted. An of course, her daughters enjoyed playing with my boys. They had a swimming pool so on good days we took all the children into their pool. The afternoon with Irene and their children was a delight.
It has been a day of nostalgia. And I still have half of the cards to write. I must not stop so long to linger with my happy memories. Christmas is coming.
Friday, December 9, 2016
December 9, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Sombro.
Around my birthday each year we have a party. Years ago we rented an ice skating rink in Wheaton and invited our friends to come and skate. When I was an agent I invited friends in addition to clients, always the Saturday closest to my birthday. It was fun. We served hot chocolate and donuts. and it was easy.
Since we have moved to Mississippi, we have been entertaining at Sombro, a Mexican restaurant near the Renaissance. Tonight was the night. We invite our friends and their children for Mexican food. The children drink lemonade while the adults drink margaritas. Everyone is happy. The food is excellent and the service good. All I do is pay the bill. This is the fourth time in Mississippi we have held this event.
Normally I do not like to repeat an event but on the way home Ken suggested that the children like the idea of going to the same place. He thought they were more relaxed in the familiar surroundings. I had intended to find another restaurant for our event but I could not muster up the energy to check out restaurants so I took the easy path and booked Sombro. We invited guest for 6:00. By 8:20, we were driving home. This is a perfect amount of time to entertain We were pleased with the evening and I think the children and guests were too. The Christmas season has officially started.
Since we have moved to Mississippi, we have been entertaining at Sombro, a Mexican restaurant near the Renaissance. Tonight was the night. We invite our friends and their children for Mexican food. The children drink lemonade while the adults drink margaritas. Everyone is happy. The food is excellent and the service good. All I do is pay the bill. This is the fourth time in Mississippi we have held this event.
Normally I do not like to repeat an event but on the way home Ken suggested that the children like the idea of going to the same place. He thought they were more relaxed in the familiar surroundings. I had intended to find another restaurant for our event but I could not muster up the energy to check out restaurants so I took the easy path and booked Sombro. We invited guest for 6:00. By 8:20, we were driving home. This is a perfect amount of time to entertain We were pleased with the evening and I think the children and guests were too. The Christmas season has officially started.
Thursday, December 8, 2016
December 8, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Cold.
Right now, the temperature is 39 degrees outside. I know because we have a small device telling me the exterior and interior temperature. I am certainly not going outside. I look at the outside temperature every morning because Ken always asks. Yesterday I admired all the pansies on the boulevards at the Renaissance. They were beautiful even into December but tonights freeze will do them in. Tomorrow the pansies will all be frozen. In Ontario, pansies were planted in the Spring but in the south, they are planted both in the early Spring and the Fall. In the Spring, the plants thrive until the heat kills them and in the Fall they last while the temperatures and moderate. Some winters they survive the whole season.
Tonight will be cold. It will probably drop below freezing which for Jackson is unusual. The front has come in bringing freezing weather. People stay home because of the cold. And they wear fur coats and boots. When the temperature is 45, people speak of it as freezing and they always feel cold. I have learned that temperatures are relative. Jackson folks say nothing about a 80 degree day while the Nova Scotians think it is ungodly hot. In Texas, the workers could not work when the temperatures got to freezing while they would work in 90 heat. The opposite was true in Nova Scotia. The workmen worked outside all winter but when the temperature was 80 or above, they were forced to stop working outside because of the heat. I think we learn a set point in our bodies where the temperature is comfortable.
Ken and I have adjusted our set point a bit. We have learned to like 80 degrees. But we can still keep warm in the cold which is a good thing because tomorrow will be cold. Very cold. There will be a high of 45. Whew. Almost freezing.
Tonight will be cold. It will probably drop below freezing which for Jackson is unusual. The front has come in bringing freezing weather. People stay home because of the cold. And they wear fur coats and boots. When the temperature is 45, people speak of it as freezing and they always feel cold. I have learned that temperatures are relative. Jackson folks say nothing about a 80 degree day while the Nova Scotians think it is ungodly hot. In Texas, the workers could not work when the temperatures got to freezing while they would work in 90 heat. The opposite was true in Nova Scotia. The workmen worked outside all winter but when the temperature was 80 or above, they were forced to stop working outside because of the heat. I think we learn a set point in our bodies where the temperature is comfortable.
Ken and I have adjusted our set point a bit. We have learned to like 80 degrees. But we can still keep warm in the cold which is a good thing because tomorrow will be cold. Very cold. There will be a high of 45. Whew. Almost freezing.
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
December 7, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Being Home.
My life has been spent going out. Both Ken and I went to work every day except when we were on vacation. We attended concerts and parties. And we went for long walks. But we certainly did not spend a lot of time at home. We were always on the go, attending band or songster practices or meetings of one kind or another. And we entertained.
Now we are happy to stay at home. I am still amazed that I am content to stay home. Recently I read an article saying that one symptom of senility is when you cease to want to go out. I wonder if this is true. I guess we will find out. One would think that not being able to drive is a major irritation to me, but it is not. I am just relaxed about it and I do not fret. I probably assume that one day I will be able to drive again so I am just waiting for my eyes to heal and my glasses are corrected.
Of course, our homes in the past were not as beautiful as those we live in now, but our homes were fine. We just did not spend much time in them. At our age and infirmities, being home is easier than going out. And we both enjoy being home together. This is a surprise and a delight. It is true. You can teach old dogs. We are the perfect example that these old dogs have learned to stay at home and enjoy themselves. Wonders never cease.
Now we are happy to stay at home. I am still amazed that I am content to stay home. Recently I read an article saying that one symptom of senility is when you cease to want to go out. I wonder if this is true. I guess we will find out. One would think that not being able to drive is a major irritation to me, but it is not. I am just relaxed about it and I do not fret. I probably assume that one day I will be able to drive again so I am just waiting for my eyes to heal and my glasses are corrected.
Of course, our homes in the past were not as beautiful as those we live in now, but our homes were fine. We just did not spend much time in them. At our age and infirmities, being home is easier than going out. And we both enjoy being home together. This is a surprise and a delight. It is true. You can teach old dogs. We are the perfect example that these old dogs have learned to stay at home and enjoy themselves. Wonders never cease.
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
December 6, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Birthday Girl.
Today I am the birthday girl. In 1937 I was born in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, which means I turned 79 today. I was born at Grace Hospital, the Salvation Army hospital where my Aunt Miriam was the person in charge. Next year will be a Big O year when I turn 80. Already friends from work are asking if we will have a Big O party. Our party was to celebrate folks in the office who turned an O year that year. We celebrated in style at a hotel downtown. Snow was falling so most folks took the Metro. Great party in 2007.
I had learned early in my life to organize my own party so this year Christina, Ken and I ate my birthday lunch at an Italian restaurant in the Renaissance. Christina picked us up so we did not even have to drive. The food was excellent, as was the company. Elizabeth, our cleaning lady brought us dinner tonight so I have been well looked after today.
The rest of the day I spent checking my e mails from all my friends from Facebook. And other friends and relatives contacted me too both by phone and Internet. When we came home from lunch, a lovely floral arrangement was at our front door. It had a Christmas theme so it fits right in with our festive decor. David, Suzanne and the girls sent me the flowers. Christina always bakes me a cake so I will enjoy that too. I feel well loved and grateful. Being the birthday girl certainly has advantages!!
I had learned early in my life to organize my own party so this year Christina, Ken and I ate my birthday lunch at an Italian restaurant in the Renaissance. Christina picked us up so we did not even have to drive. The food was excellent, as was the company. Elizabeth, our cleaning lady brought us dinner tonight so I have been well looked after today.
The rest of the day I spent checking my e mails from all my friends from Facebook. And other friends and relatives contacted me too both by phone and Internet. When we came home from lunch, a lovely floral arrangement was at our front door. It had a Christmas theme so it fits right in with our festive decor. David, Suzanne and the girls sent me the flowers. Christina always bakes me a cake so I will enjoy that too. I feel well loved and grateful. Being the birthday girl certainly has advantages!!
Monday, December 5, 2016
December 5, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Maple Syrup.
Today I poured the last of the gallon jug of maple syrup given to me by my sister and brother in law from Williamsport, Ontario. Carol and Ken visited us each year. They came to the farm every so often, to Nova Scotia every Fall and to Texas every few years. They always brought us a gallon jug of maple syrup from their Mennonite friends who were neighbors. Both Carol and Ken died several years ago so we will not be getting any more. I felt sad when I poured the last.
Sometimes we were overloaded with the syrup so I froze it, which is why I am just now using the last of the jug brought down from the farm. Ken used to laugh about it because we always had so much on hand but he will miss it now.
Making maple syrup is not easy and is labor intensive especially as the Mennonites use no electricity. Their friends always saved sever gallons for Carol, so we never went without maple syrup in our homes. I think we have enjoyed that syrup from Carol and Ken for over thirty years. We like maple syrup. Ken uses it every morning on his cereal. Now we will have to buy our own. But it will not be the same. This summer I used the last of our supply in Nova Scotia. Now we have eaten the last here in Mississippi. Hats off to Carol and Ken for their generosity. I still miss them and their maple syrup.
Sometimes we were overloaded with the syrup so I froze it, which is why I am just now using the last of the jug brought down from the farm. Ken used to laugh about it because we always had so much on hand but he will miss it now.
Making maple syrup is not easy and is labor intensive especially as the Mennonites use no electricity. Their friends always saved sever gallons for Carol, so we never went without maple syrup in our homes. I think we have enjoyed that syrup from Carol and Ken for over thirty years. We like maple syrup. Ken uses it every morning on his cereal. Now we will have to buy our own. But it will not be the same. This summer I used the last of our supply in Nova Scotia. Now we have eaten the last here in Mississippi. Hats off to Carol and Ken for their generosity. I still miss them and their maple syrup.
Sunday, December 4, 2016
December 4, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Mary Frances.
If the story is true, it is not bragging, just factual, at least according to my Mother. Mary Frances has been in a play at her school, Jackson Prep. You must audition for a part. The play was not familiar to me, "The Dining Table", but she got a juicy part. The school was entering the play in a competition, to be held at Mississippi State. This competition, held on Friday and Saturday this past week, is for schools in the northern part of the state. Four of the 20 winners advance to a state wide competition against the souther winners, to be held in mid January at Southern Mississippi University.
The play was performed at school on Thursday evening, which we unfortunately missed. I can not drive at all and Ken will not drive at night, but Christina reported that the performance was excellent.
At each performance at the competition, an adjudicator makes suggestions and evaluations. He singled out Mary Frances by saying that her performance by words and body language made her character believable. During the play, she ages and eventually becomes senile. The judge asked her if she had anyone in her family that she had observed to learn so well her character. She said no. Whew.
Mary Frances' school advanced to the next round of competition. She was thrilled. The teacher/director also won the prize for being the best director. Evidently, every one in the cast had a great time. They got to see all the different plays in addition to performing. Jackson Prep has an excellent program in performing arts along with art. And the academics are of high level as well. Congratulations to Mary Frances and the cast of The Dining Table. They did well.
The play was performed at school on Thursday evening, which we unfortunately missed. I can not drive at all and Ken will not drive at night, but Christina reported that the performance was excellent.
At each performance at the competition, an adjudicator makes suggestions and evaluations. He singled out Mary Frances by saying that her performance by words and body language made her character believable. During the play, she ages and eventually becomes senile. The judge asked her if she had anyone in her family that she had observed to learn so well her character. She said no. Whew.
Mary Frances' school advanced to the next round of competition. She was thrilled. The teacher/director also won the prize for being the best director. Evidently, every one in the cast had a great time. They got to see all the different plays in addition to performing. Jackson Prep has an excellent program in performing arts along with art. And the academics are of high level as well. Congratulations to Mary Frances and the cast of The Dining Table. They did well.
Saturday, December 3, 2016
December 3, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. My Friend Mary,
My friend Mary broke her leg, a compound fracture of her left tibia and fibula. Not a good break Of course, no break is a good break but these breaks on load bearing bones are especially difficult. She is prepared for a long recovery.
She was in the attic retrieving Christmas decorations at their home in Delaware when she stepped in a hole on the attic floor. Her leg got caught and she lost her balance and fell, which left her leg in the hole. Mary could see what she had done and immediately called 911 who came promptly. The big problem was how to get her over to the stairs and then get down the pull up stairs. They suggested calling a crane to lower her down but she refused. Instead, the emergency attendant put a balloon cast on her leg. Then Mary scooted like a crab on her back side and arms and one good leg while the attendant held the broken leg. She came down the stairs the same way. Once on the second floor, she had clear sailing as they had a chair that wheeled down the stairs and to the waiting ambulance.
The surgery was done that afternoon and she stayed two days in the hospital. Now she is home but she may not put any weight on that leg and won't for many weeks. When I talked to her today she was busy looking on the Internet to purchase a wheelchair. At the moment, she gets around using a walker, hopping with the one leg. When their home was renovated, they installed a stair electric chair. Wise move.
Her timing is good. There is no gardening to be done right now and sailing season is over so she can rest to her hearts content. But the moral of the story is to keep your Christmas decorations in closets on the main floor. My friend Mary now has a lot of time to practice her flute.
She was in the attic retrieving Christmas decorations at their home in Delaware when she stepped in a hole on the attic floor. Her leg got caught and she lost her balance and fell, which left her leg in the hole. Mary could see what she had done and immediately called 911 who came promptly. The big problem was how to get her over to the stairs and then get down the pull up stairs. They suggested calling a crane to lower her down but she refused. Instead, the emergency attendant put a balloon cast on her leg. Then Mary scooted like a crab on her back side and arms and one good leg while the attendant held the broken leg. She came down the stairs the same way. Once on the second floor, she had clear sailing as they had a chair that wheeled down the stairs and to the waiting ambulance.
The surgery was done that afternoon and she stayed two days in the hospital. Now she is home but she may not put any weight on that leg and won't for many weeks. When I talked to her today she was busy looking on the Internet to purchase a wheelchair. At the moment, she gets around using a walker, hopping with the one leg. When their home was renovated, they installed a stair electric chair. Wise move.
Her timing is good. There is no gardening to be done right now and sailing season is over so she can rest to her hearts content. But the moral of the story is to keep your Christmas decorations in closets on the main floor. My friend Mary now has a lot of time to practice her flute.
Friday, December 2, 2016
December 2, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Eye Drops.
My full time task these days is putting drops in my eyes. I have four different drops to put in my eyes. It seems simple enough but trying to remember when you put the last drop in and at what time is actually difficult. Dr. Kosco gave me a chart: 6 times a day with the bottle with the white top in the left eye, 4 times a day with the tan top bottle in the left eye, two times a day with the red top bottle in the left eye and one drop in my right eye with the pink top bottle. Keeping it straight is not easy. At first I was using a pen to mark on a chart but I finally arrived at a clever system that is working like a charm.
I made a chart for the times each day when I use the drops for each of the four bottles. I spaced the times out on a paper. The chart gives me the times throughout out the day so as I put in the drops at 8:00, I moved the white top bottle onto the 8 on my chart. I do the same with each bottle. So I know immediately what drop needs to be put in my eye at any time. My system has worked for two days. It is a bit like playing snakes and ladders in that I move the bottles across my chart. For instance, this evening I have only one time slot empty which is the white bottle for the 11:00 drop. The system is simple and effective. Of course, if anyone moves my little bottles off my simple chart I will be in trouble. Ken will leave them alone but Elizabeth the cleaning lady will never leave the clutter on the bathroom counter. But there is hope. I see the surgeon again on Monday and he doubtless will change my schedule.
The brain is a funny thing. When you do the same action multiple times, the brain stops registering what has been done, which is why we must keep medications in a little box separate for each day because we do not remember what we have just done. Actually the same is true for muscles. You must change your pattern of exercise to increase strength. Now I am set with my drops. But I will be ready for this eye to be healed from the surgery even though I have solved the problem of what drop to use. My system works well, finally.
I made a chart for the times each day when I use the drops for each of the four bottles. I spaced the times out on a paper. The chart gives me the times throughout out the day so as I put in the drops at 8:00, I moved the white top bottle onto the 8 on my chart. I do the same with each bottle. So I know immediately what drop needs to be put in my eye at any time. My system has worked for two days. It is a bit like playing snakes and ladders in that I move the bottles across my chart. For instance, this evening I have only one time slot empty which is the white bottle for the 11:00 drop. The system is simple and effective. Of course, if anyone moves my little bottles off my simple chart I will be in trouble. Ken will leave them alone but Elizabeth the cleaning lady will never leave the clutter on the bathroom counter. But there is hope. I see the surgeon again on Monday and he doubtless will change my schedule.
The brain is a funny thing. When you do the same action multiple times, the brain stops registering what has been done, which is why we must keep medications in a little box separate for each day because we do not remember what we have just done. Actually the same is true for muscles. You must change your pattern of exercise to increase strength. Now I am set with my drops. But I will be ready for this eye to be healed from the surgery even though I have solved the problem of what drop to use. My system works well, finally.
Thursday, December 1, 2016
December 1, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Grey Cup.
My family had moved from Calgary to Vancouver late in 1947. In fact, my brother stayed back in Calgary in order to complete his high school and joined us in Vancouver the next June. My father moved to Calgary from England with his family somewhere in 1913, so Calgary was his home town and he always cheered for The Calgary Stampeders even when we lived in the east. 1948 was the first time the Stampeders won the Grey Cup, the championship of the Canadian Football League. They had won the Grey Cup several times since 1948.
I remember the year because a family friend, Mr. Honeychurch, sent my father a big package that said in large print Calgary 35, and in tiny letters, the opposite team and their score. It was fun. When my father died, we found that package in his belongings. I wonder where it is now?
This past Sunday, the Calgary Stampeders were expected to win again, but they got fooled. The Ottawa Red Blacks beat them for the championship. According to the announcers, the Stampeders were heavily favored but for the first half it was all Ottawa. But Calgary stormed back in the second half to tie the game, only to see Ottawa win at the last minute. It was exciting but as usual, I can not sit still for the whole game. I always cheer for the underdogs but my father would not be pleased to see me cheering for anyone other that Calgary so I stayed neutral. But to tell the truth, I was pleased to see Ottawa win the Grey Cup. Our Ottawa family is pleased too .
I remember the year because a family friend, Mr. Honeychurch, sent my father a big package that said in large print Calgary 35, and in tiny letters, the opposite team and their score. It was fun. When my father died, we found that package in his belongings. I wonder where it is now?
This past Sunday, the Calgary Stampeders were expected to win again, but they got fooled. The Ottawa Red Blacks beat them for the championship. According to the announcers, the Stampeders were heavily favored but for the first half it was all Ottawa. But Calgary stormed back in the second half to tie the game, only to see Ottawa win at the last minute. It was exciting but as usual, I can not sit still for the whole game. I always cheer for the underdogs but my father would not be pleased to see me cheering for anyone other that Calgary so I stayed neutral. But to tell the truth, I was pleased to see Ottawa win the Grey Cup. Our Ottawa family is pleased too .
Wednesday, November 30, 2016
November 30, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Left Eye.
Yesterday, my left eye once again had surgery. Dr. Kosta did the job. He looks as if he was 20 but of course, as he has all the credentials, he must be much older. After the last surgery, the little stent slipped out of place so was not doing it's job. Today at my day post operation check, the pressure in my left eye is 6, which the good doctor is says is too low. My right continues to be perfect at 14. Right after the operation on my left eye the pressure was 2, which Dr. Kosko said was too low. He also said that the San Antonio surgeon would have had to repeat the surgery anyway.
Now I am back taking multiple drops. And again I must not bend my head below my waist nor lift anything even close to heavy. I must not strain. No sneezing. No blowing my nose. No constipation. I must take life easy for the next week. I am not really sure what that means as my life is already pretty easy. I must use the eye patch for sleeping. But I am doing what I am told. Dr. Kosko assures me that the drive from Texas to Mississippi had nothing to do with the stent moving out of place. The old stent is now behind my retina. We elected not to go after it.
I see the good doctor again on Monday and hope the pressures stay reasonable. So far so good.
Now I am back taking multiple drops. And again I must not bend my head below my waist nor lift anything even close to heavy. I must not strain. No sneezing. No blowing my nose. No constipation. I must take life easy for the next week. I am not really sure what that means as my life is already pretty easy. I must use the eye patch for sleeping. But I am doing what I am told. Dr. Kosko assures me that the drive from Texas to Mississippi had nothing to do with the stent moving out of place. The old stent is now behind my retina. We elected not to go after it.
I see the good doctor again on Monday and hope the pressures stay reasonable. So far so good.
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
November 29, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Coffee Pot.
When we returned to our Mississippi home a few weeks ago we discovered that one of our two one cup coffee pots would not work. Suzanne and Ken took it apart to fix it but it appears that when the pot was cleaned, a part disappeared so it would never work. As it was the pot used by me for my tea each morning, Suzanne and I bought a new one. The one we selected was small and inexpensive. Suzanne read the directions and told us how to work it but since she has gone, I have done everything wrong, one thing after another.
Some how or another, I mix up the order of what needs to be done. I put too much water in the reservoir so I ended up with water all over the counter. I could not get the pot to brew. My cup overflowed. Finally, I seemed to be getting it right. For two mornings in a row my tea was brewed in a timely fashion. Then I really got humbled. Everything was working perfectly so I walked over to the toaster for the next step of my breakfast. When I returned to the coffee pot, I discovered brown liquid all over the counter. I had forgotten to put in a cup. My tea was over everything.
How stupid of me. I was so pleased with myself that I forgot the first step, which is to select a correct size cup and put the cup in the proper place. I bet I never do that again.
Some how or another, I mix up the order of what needs to be done. I put too much water in the reservoir so I ended up with water all over the counter. I could not get the pot to brew. My cup overflowed. Finally, I seemed to be getting it right. For two mornings in a row my tea was brewed in a timely fashion. Then I really got humbled. Everything was working perfectly so I walked over to the toaster for the next step of my breakfast. When I returned to the coffee pot, I discovered brown liquid all over the counter. I had forgotten to put in a cup. My tea was over everything.
How stupid of me. I was so pleased with myself that I forgot the first step, which is to select a correct size cup and put the cup in the proper place. I bet I never do that again.
Monday, November 28, 2016
November 28, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Storm.
I did what any sensible person would do this afternoon when confronted with a very big storm. I went to bed. The thunder was so loud it sounded like a bomb. Of course, I have not actually ever heard a bomb, but the three claps of thunder so loud and so close together that I took to my bed. Normally when I nap, I lie on the top of the bed with a quilt over me, but today I got right in bed.
The day was overcast right from the light of day. and the wind blew hard all morning. We even had white caps on the reservoir and waves crashing onto the shore. By noon, the rains started as did the increase in the wind. Then the thunder started and I took to my bed.
Ken was down stairs sitting watching the storm in his recliner chair. He said it was a spectacular sight. I slept through the power outage and most of the thunder. But the rain kept coming hard all the rest of the afternoon and evening. Just now the rain has stopped. When Ken came up, he reported we were under a tornado watch. Goodness. These Mississippi storms are real storms.
The day was overcast right from the light of day. and the wind blew hard all morning. We even had white caps on the reservoir and waves crashing onto the shore. By noon, the rains started as did the increase in the wind. Then the thunder started and I took to my bed.
Ken was down stairs sitting watching the storm in his recliner chair. He said it was a spectacular sight. I slept through the power outage and most of the thunder. But the rain kept coming hard all the rest of the afternoon and evening. Just now the rain has stopped. When Ken came up, he reported we were under a tornado watch. Goodness. These Mississippi storms are real storms.
Sunday, November 27, 2016
November 27, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Christmas Decorations.
My habit is to decorated the house for Christmas immediately after the Thanksgiving holiday. Ken would buy a tree as soon as the trees arrived and put the tree in a bucket of water on the back deck. The tree always came home wrapped for ease of transport. Our home was always decorated for a long time because we decorated as soon as we had the time.
A few years ago when we bought our condo in Mississippi, I brought two small boxes of decorations from the farm, just to give a holiday look to the place. Then three years ago we brought all our decorations south and divided them between the Mississippi and the Texas family. We knew that eventually the farm would be sold so we started moving stuff out.
Today I put out our decorations. It took me less than an hour, which is perfect. Our new home looks a bit festive but certainly is not crowded with decorations. One group of decorations I brought was a set of small houses that my Mother had used on our mantel. She had artificial cotton on the mantel to look like snow but that is long gone. Now I arrange them on our mantel. And I wish my Mother was here to share in our pleasure. After everything was in place , I remembered bringing Christmas placemats, but I could not find them. Eventually, they were found in the bottom of the china cabinet in the dining room where someone put them away last year. Now we are ready for the season in our home.
A few years ago when we bought our condo in Mississippi, I brought two small boxes of decorations from the farm, just to give a holiday look to the place. Then three years ago we brought all our decorations south and divided them between the Mississippi and the Texas family. We knew that eventually the farm would be sold so we started moving stuff out.
Today I put out our decorations. It took me less than an hour, which is perfect. Our new home looks a bit festive but certainly is not crowded with decorations. One group of decorations I brought was a set of small houses that my Mother had used on our mantel. She had artificial cotton on the mantel to look like snow but that is long gone. Now I arrange them on our mantel. And I wish my Mother was here to share in our pleasure. After everything was in place , I remembered bringing Christmas placemats, but I could not find them. Eventually, they were found in the bottom of the china cabinet in the dining room where someone put them away last year. Now we are ready for the season in our home.
Saturday, November 26, 2016
November 26, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Christmas Cards.
I love Christmas cards. This morning I read every card received last Christmas and noted on my list who had sent us cards. It was a walk down memory lane and I enjoyed remembering every friend. Our family friend Bram Collier, had the habit of keeping his cards in a box beside his chair. Every few days he would use a card as a book mark and he would drop a note to say hello and to tell you what he had been reading. I have always thought it a good idea and I enjoyed his notes over the years.
I even enjoy sending Christmas cards. My system has never changed so by now I know the drill. First I address the envelopes and add the return address sticker and stamps. Next I sign the cards with our full name. Today I had three cards from Jim and Sue and several from Sarah. I need a last name. And last I write a note with every card. I feel as if I am just stopping in to say hello, but briefly.
This year Ken was late ordering our cards. I actually forgot to ask him. Yesterday he sent me many options so tonight I selected one and he ordered the cards on the Internet. He is an expert at digging things out and even better at ordering items on line. So now I am set and even have the Christmas stamp when the cards arrive next week. Sending and receiving Christmas cards is a great joy for me, especially in my more sedentary years. So here we go.
I even enjoy sending Christmas cards. My system has never changed so by now I know the drill. First I address the envelopes and add the return address sticker and stamps. Next I sign the cards with our full name. Today I had three cards from Jim and Sue and several from Sarah. I need a last name. And last I write a note with every card. I feel as if I am just stopping in to say hello, but briefly.
This year Ken was late ordering our cards. I actually forgot to ask him. Yesterday he sent me many options so tonight I selected one and he ordered the cards on the Internet. He is an expert at digging things out and even better at ordering items on line. So now I am set and even have the Christmas stamp when the cards arrive next week. Sending and receiving Christmas cards is a great joy for me, especially in my more sedentary years. So here we go.
Friday, November 25, 2016
November 25, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Lights.
Our home on Franklin Street in Kensington had a lovely large backyard. With the two levels, Ken planted his garden on the lower level complete with a charming garden house. The garden was productive but the best aspect of the garden were the raspberries. They bore twice a season so we ate berries both spring and fall.
The upper level housed the pool, hot tub, decks, gazebo and patios. The plantings were lush, with a large magnolia tree in the back of the top level. Although we talked about it, and twice met with lighting people, we could never decide what we wanted to do, so we did nothing. Other than lights outside the doors, we had no lighting in our back yard.
Now in our home in Mississippi we have rectified that error. Last year when we were in Mexico, lights were installed at the front, showing off the house a bit and allowing us safely to go in and out at night. We have been pleased with the understated look.
While we were away in Nova Scotia and Texas this summer and fall, our lighting man has fixed our backyard too. The lights are not garish or bold but four trees are lit with lights pointing down the trunk and the railings on the deck have subtle lights, along with the path to the lower deck and the dock. The lights are set to come on at dusk and off at midnight. From inside the house, the back looks like a wonderland. Both Ken and I are pleased.
The upper level housed the pool, hot tub, decks, gazebo and patios. The plantings were lush, with a large magnolia tree in the back of the top level. Although we talked about it, and twice met with lighting people, we could never decide what we wanted to do, so we did nothing. Other than lights outside the doors, we had no lighting in our back yard.
Now in our home in Mississippi we have rectified that error. Last year when we were in Mexico, lights were installed at the front, showing off the house a bit and allowing us safely to go in and out at night. We have been pleased with the understated look.
While we were away in Nova Scotia and Texas this summer and fall, our lighting man has fixed our backyard too. The lights are not garish or bold but four trees are lit with lights pointing down the trunk and the railings on the deck have subtle lights, along with the path to the lower deck and the dock. The lights are set to come on at dusk and off at midnight. From inside the house, the back looks like a wonderland. Both Ken and I are pleased.
Thursday, November 24, 2016
November 24, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. A Splendid Feast.
The adults sat in the dining room. We were a table of 26. The teens sat at a table in the family room. They were a table of 8. The young children sat at a table in the hallway on the way to Eleanor's studio. There were 6 children at their table. So we were a group of 40 celebrating Thanksgiving together. Each table was beautifully decorated and set with china, crystal and silver. It was a beautiful sight.
Of course, everyone helped by bringing food, thus making it easier for Eleanor and Jim. But still, much work had gone into the preparations. Eleanor is well organized so she planned ahead, which meant that serving dinner for 40 was not hectic. In fact the whole day was quiet and pleasant. First we ate a pumpkin soup, made by Henry Greaves. Delicious and spicy. All the dinner food was set out on the side board so we helped ourselves. Turkey, ham, two types of stuffing, gravy, brussel sprouts, mushrooms, sweet potato casserole, green peas, mashed potatoes plus baked. A veritable feast.
I ate three different desserts, from an array of 12 different types. Delicious and not a bit fattening. Port and coffee to end the meal. The afternoon was a delight. The whole Greaves family, except the Mills, who were in Louisiana for the holiday, were together, plus those of us who feel like family. Ken and I were delighted to be invited. Christina and the girls picked us up so we really had a day off. And I brought the best thing, which was wine and port.
The Sutherland's home is perfect for a feast like today. They built their home specifically to be able to house such an event and to have a studio for Eleanor. They succeeded. Hats off to them.
Of course, everyone helped by bringing food, thus making it easier for Eleanor and Jim. But still, much work had gone into the preparations. Eleanor is well organized so she planned ahead, which meant that serving dinner for 40 was not hectic. In fact the whole day was quiet and pleasant. First we ate a pumpkin soup, made by Henry Greaves. Delicious and spicy. All the dinner food was set out on the side board so we helped ourselves. Turkey, ham, two types of stuffing, gravy, brussel sprouts, mushrooms, sweet potato casserole, green peas, mashed potatoes plus baked. A veritable feast.
I ate three different desserts, from an array of 12 different types. Delicious and not a bit fattening. Port and coffee to end the meal. The afternoon was a delight. The whole Greaves family, except the Mills, who were in Louisiana for the holiday, were together, plus those of us who feel like family. Ken and I were delighted to be invited. Christina and the girls picked us up so we really had a day off. And I brought the best thing, which was wine and port.
The Sutherland's home is perfect for a feast like today. They built their home specifically to be able to house such an event and to have a studio for Eleanor. They succeeded. Hats off to them.
Wednesday, November 23, 2016
November 23, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Drought.
Drought is following us this year. While we were away from the Hill Country this summer, inches and inches of rain fell in Texas. When we returned, the lake was full and the grass was green at the ranch. While we were in Texas, no rain fell so by the time we left, people were once again praying for rail.
Nova Scotia has had the driest summer in over 100 years. Wells went dry and even if the wells did not go dry, everyone was fearful to use too much water to be sure the well would not go dry. There is nothing worse than turning on the tap and finding nothing was happening. For the tourists, the weather was perfect, with lots of sunshine and no rain. Since we left, the rains have fallen.
In Mississippi, we live on a reservoir. For the first time we can see rocks and stumps of trees. People say they have never seen the reservoir so low. The plantings here are used to lots of rain. Jackson averages 52 inches of rain each yer. But they have had no hard rain since Christina arrived in late July. It rained for about thirty minutes this morning but nothing more. The gardeners are distraught. The weather is perfect with clear skies and sunshine and 75degree days. But people want rain.
In Texas we expect draught but this year the dry weather has followed us everywhere we went. It certainly is unusual.
Nova Scotia has had the driest summer in over 100 years. Wells went dry and even if the wells did not go dry, everyone was fearful to use too much water to be sure the well would not go dry. There is nothing worse than turning on the tap and finding nothing was happening. For the tourists, the weather was perfect, with lots of sunshine and no rain. Since we left, the rains have fallen.
In Mississippi, we live on a reservoir. For the first time we can see rocks and stumps of trees. People say they have never seen the reservoir so low. The plantings here are used to lots of rain. Jackson averages 52 inches of rain each yer. But they have had no hard rain since Christina arrived in late July. It rained for about thirty minutes this morning but nothing more. The gardeners are distraught. The weather is perfect with clear skies and sunshine and 75degree days. But people want rain.
In Texas we expect draught but this year the dry weather has followed us everywhere we went. It certainly is unusual.
Tuesday, November 22, 2016
November 22, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Scans.
Scans are a wonderful part of modern medicine. If the results were not better than anything else, no one would ever put up with having one done. I forget from one time to the next what is coming until I am actually going through the procedure. Then it all comes back to me and I harness all my techniques to get through the ordeal, so I am getting better. The last time I asked if I could keep my arms tight to my side rather than held over my head. They agreed so I was less uncomfortable although they told me that the results are better in the chest area with the hands over the head.
The results speak for themselves. My recent scans, both Pet and Ct, were negative. No signs of cancer in my chest or bones. I am prepared for a bit of discomfort in order to hear the results.
In June, I asked my Oncologist Dr. Sheehan, when she was ordering my scans, if this could please be the last scans I have done. She looked at me and said, "Maybe". I look this a definite yes but today when she was giving me the good news about my scans, I asked her again about no more scans. Not no easily done it seems. I am scheduled to have another set of scans in late March when we return from Mexico. Fortunately, I can still sing all my songs and choruses in my mind while I am in the dark tunnel so I will survive yet another scan. Good news today.
The results speak for themselves. My recent scans, both Pet and Ct, were negative. No signs of cancer in my chest or bones. I am prepared for a bit of discomfort in order to hear the results.
In June, I asked my Oncologist Dr. Sheehan, when she was ordering my scans, if this could please be the last scans I have done. She looked at me and said, "Maybe". I look this a definite yes but today when she was giving me the good news about my scans, I asked her again about no more scans. Not no easily done it seems. I am scheduled to have another set of scans in late March when we return from Mexico. Fortunately, I can still sing all my songs and choruses in my mind while I am in the dark tunnel so I will survive yet another scan. Good news today.
Monday, November 21, 2016
November 21, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Snow Bowl.
The player caught the ball and ran into the end zone and fell down. He had just scored a touchdown so while he was still on his back in the snow, he made a snow angel, complete with arms and legs. It was one of the cutest things I have ever seen during a football game. Had he been in the NFL, he would have been penalized for a delay of game but I just laughed out loud and loved it.
The game was being played in Ottawa, the coldest capital in the world. Yesterday in Ottawa they were having a snow storm. The field was covered by snow but the lines were brushed regularly so you could kind of see. But the snow fell all during the game. When a field goal was being kicked, the goal posts were invisible due to the heavy snow. When the camera panned to the coaches, they could be seen as if a veil covered them. It was great fun watching the players slip and slide. But what I enjoyed the most was that I was sitting at my home in Mississippi, enjoying the 65 degree weather and not worrying about the ice and snow.
Ottawa won this semi final game of The Canadian Football game, beating the Edmonton team. Next week, the Grey cup will be played in a covered stadium in Toronto, which will spoil all my fun. But the Snow Bowl yesterday was great fun.
The game was being played in Ottawa, the coldest capital in the world. Yesterday in Ottawa they were having a snow storm. The field was covered by snow but the lines were brushed regularly so you could kind of see. But the snow fell all during the game. When a field goal was being kicked, the goal posts were invisible due to the heavy snow. When the camera panned to the coaches, they could be seen as if a veil covered them. It was great fun watching the players slip and slide. But what I enjoyed the most was that I was sitting at my home in Mississippi, enjoying the 65 degree weather and not worrying about the ice and snow.
Ottawa won this semi final game of The Canadian Football game, beating the Edmonton team. Next week, the Grey cup will be played in a covered stadium in Toronto, which will spoil all my fun. But the Snow Bowl yesterday was great fun.
Sunday, November 20, 2016
November 20, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. The Office Chair.
I am sitting on an office chair. This is the third office chair Ken has ordered and assembled this season. The chair I am sitting in is much more comfortable so I am pleased that Ken took it upon himself to order these chairs, although had he asked me, I would have said that the old chairs were working fine. But he did not ask me. The boxes just appeared at the door.
In Nova Scotia, Ken started reading his e mails at the desk in the office. The chair was not comfortable enough so he ordered a chair on line. He and Ian assembled the chair and it works well. I have no idea where the old chair went but it is probably in the garage.
The second chair was ordered for the desk at the Top House in Texas. The desk sits in an office area in a corner of our bedroom. The previous chair was purchased with the desk and all though the chair looked lovely, it was too low to use the computer for long periods of time so Ken ordered a proper desk chair. It also is a definite upgrade. The old chair now sits just outside the laundry room in our bedroom. We did not know we needed a chair in that spot, but Ken used the chair every day to put on his socks.
At the back of the breakfast room in Mississippi sits a computer, the one I use to write my wee web log. The table was purchased at a consignment shop, as was the chair. But the chair, although pretty and made of leather, is too short so we have piled pillows on the chair to put us at the correct height. The system was awkward so Ken ordered yet another office chair. And I am pleased he did. Every time I stood up both pillows landed on the floor. Now I am just fine and dandy.
The chairs require assembling so Ken put the last two together all by himself. Only twice did he need my help. These office chairs work perfectly. Now we must be finished with ordering any more.
In Nova Scotia, Ken started reading his e mails at the desk in the office. The chair was not comfortable enough so he ordered a chair on line. He and Ian assembled the chair and it works well. I have no idea where the old chair went but it is probably in the garage.
The second chair was ordered for the desk at the Top House in Texas. The desk sits in an office area in a corner of our bedroom. The previous chair was purchased with the desk and all though the chair looked lovely, it was too low to use the computer for long periods of time so Ken ordered a proper desk chair. It also is a definite upgrade. The old chair now sits just outside the laundry room in our bedroom. We did not know we needed a chair in that spot, but Ken used the chair every day to put on his socks.
At the back of the breakfast room in Mississippi sits a computer, the one I use to write my wee web log. The table was purchased at a consignment shop, as was the chair. But the chair, although pretty and made of leather, is too short so we have piled pillows on the chair to put us at the correct height. The system was awkward so Ken ordered yet another office chair. And I am pleased he did. Every time I stood up both pillows landed on the floor. Now I am just fine and dandy.
The chairs require assembling so Ken put the last two together all by himself. Only twice did he need my help. These office chairs work perfectly. Now we must be finished with ordering any more.
Saturday, November 19, 2016
November 19, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Hockey Night in Canada.
There we were tonight, watching Hockey Night in Canada, just like we had done many years ago. And the Canadians were playing the Maple Leafs too. Once again, Montreal beat Toronto. But there the similarities changed. We were watching on the NHL channel not the CBC and we were watching from our home in Mississippi.
Once upon a time, we had no television. We could not afford either the money or time to watch TV, so most Saturday nights we went to Don and Doreen's apartment to watch the last two periods of the game. That was all that was shown on TV at that time. And it was the only game on TV all week. Now I could watch a hockey game every night of the week. And half the games are being played in the south.
Ken commented to Suzanne, that when he was a young man, it never occurred to him that he would ever live in Mississippi. I agreed. Also neither of us dreamt that our home team would be the Nashville Predators. Times change. But somethings stay the same. Hockey Night in Canada was just as enjoyable tonight as it was 60 years ago.
Once upon a time, we had no television. We could not afford either the money or time to watch TV, so most Saturday nights we went to Don and Doreen's apartment to watch the last two periods of the game. That was all that was shown on TV at that time. And it was the only game on TV all week. Now I could watch a hockey game every night of the week. And half the games are being played in the south.
Ken commented to Suzanne, that when he was a young man, it never occurred to him that he would ever live in Mississippi. I agreed. Also neither of us dreamt that our home team would be the Nashville Predators. Times change. But somethings stay the same. Hockey Night in Canada was just as enjoyable tonight as it was 60 years ago.
Friday, November 18, 2016
November 18, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Together Again.
Christina and the girls came to dinner at our home. Suzanne knew the girls years ago and was especially pleased to see them again. When Kate was 2, Suzanne, Christina, Kate and I would go to lunch at McDonalds in Bethesda and Suzanne has kept with all three girls over the years. Our dinner was joyous with each of us pleased to be together.
You might ask what I served for dinner? Fortunately, Lourdes came to cook this week so I served her Cuban soup. First we ate salad, put together by Christina and the girls. Cheese cake for dessert kept us all happy.
Before dinner, gifts were open. I brought goodies for the girls from Nova Scotia and Texas, both of which were well received. And for the start of the holiday season, I gave them nuts, pralines and pecan bark. It was all very exciting. Everyone was pleased to be together again.
You might ask what I served for dinner? Fortunately, Lourdes came to cook this week so I served her Cuban soup. First we ate salad, put together by Christina and the girls. Cheese cake for dessert kept us all happy.
Before dinner, gifts were open. I brought goodies for the girls from Nova Scotia and Texas, both of which were well received. And for the start of the holiday season, I gave them nuts, pralines and pecan bark. It was all very exciting. Everyone was pleased to be together again.
Thursday, November 17, 2016
November 17, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Target.
Target is such a good store. I can no imagine what happened with them in Canada where they failed miserably. My shorts in Mexico were purchased 15 years ago. As I only have three pair, they get much use so by now they are tattered and torn. My list of objects I must bring to Mexico includes shorts. Suzanne and I went to Target to find shorts. The ladies department has only a few pair. The plus sized department only had very short shorts. Why anyone wearing a plus size would want to wear short shorts is unclear to me. "This is winter here so no lady is buying shorts today," said the sales clerks. Clearly she was wrong because I am a lady and I was there to buy shorts. But she could tell I was not a Mississippi lady.
So we went to the men's department. And we found shorts. I have yet to try them on but the sizes look reasonable. Now the four pair are sitting on my shelves ready to go to Mexico. Fit is the most important thing for me so before we leave in January, I will try them on, but not yet. I prefer to let new clothes sit around a bit before wearing them.
Target was clean and orderly and the working people were helpful, even funny. But the best part is their carts, which are large and sturdy. And the next best thing was the price. Everything was on sale. Suzanne and I had the best time shopping at Target today. Hurrah for Target.
So we went to the men's department. And we found shorts. I have yet to try them on but the sizes look reasonable. Now the four pair are sitting on my shelves ready to go to Mexico. Fit is the most important thing for me so before we leave in January, I will try them on, but not yet. I prefer to let new clothes sit around a bit before wearing them.
Target was clean and orderly and the working people were helpful, even funny. But the best part is their carts, which are large and sturdy. And the next best thing was the price. Everything was on sale. Suzanne and I had the best time shopping at Target today. Hurrah for Target.
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
November 16, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Progress.
Thanks to Suzanne, progress has been made. She took me to the eye doctor which was tedious as we had to wait. And I received bad news. The pressures in my left eye are too high. The filter in the stent is not working so I must try to get the pressures down with the old glaucoma drops. Next Tuesday, I see the doctor again to see what is happening. I knew something was not right in the left eye because my eye hurt, which the right one never did. Bad news.
Our next task was to the grocery store. When we left, both our baskets were full. It took us until 2:00 to put everything away. I can still not lift nor can I drive so we bought enough groceries to last our whole time in Mississippi, I hope.
I had forgotten the Jolly Holly event at the Yacht Club. When we arrived at 6:30 for their Blue Plate special, the parking lot was full as were all the tables in the dining room. And a guitar player was entertaining. You could not hear a thing, between the crowds and the singing and playing. Our food was excellent but we could not have any conversation throughout dinner. It made for an unusual dinner. Next time we will stay at home and eat our own groceries. But we made progress today.
Our next task was to the grocery store. When we left, both our baskets were full. It took us until 2:00 to put everything away. I can still not lift nor can I drive so we bought enough groceries to last our whole time in Mississippi, I hope.
I had forgotten the Jolly Holly event at the Yacht Club. When we arrived at 6:30 for their Blue Plate special, the parking lot was full as were all the tables in the dining room. And a guitar player was entertaining. You could not hear a thing, between the crowds and the singing and playing. Our food was excellent but we could not have any conversation throughout dinner. It made for an unusual dinner. Next time we will stay at home and eat our own groceries. But we made progress today.
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
November 15, 2016. Madison, Mississippi. Home.
We did it. Taking two nights of the road worked well for both Ken and me. Our stops were enough to allow us a bit of a walk and we did not need to drive after dark. Today we arrived at 1:30, just in time for lunch at home, which was a blessing. We have been enjoying our meals on the journey but we have been overeating.
Suzanne brought all the belongings from the car into the house while Ken and I started the organizing. We are still not finished putting stuff away but we will peck away. My preference is to put everything away immediately but I can not do that anymore, even when Suzanne is helping.
We did sit on the deck in the comfortable chairs and drink a glass of wine. Ken lit the table top flame which looked lovely. As we sat enjoying the warm air, the outside lights came on. The lights were installed in our absence so tonight was the first time we had seen them. The back yard looks lovely and not a bit garish. Now you can walk to the dock in the evening and actually be able too see where you are walking. Suzanne especially enjoyed sitting outdoors in mid November. Ken and I are grateful for Suzanne for driving us. By ourselves, we would have been here the end of the week. Thank God for friends. We are pleased to be home in this lovely comfortable home.
Suzanne brought all the belongings from the car into the house while Ken and I started the organizing. We are still not finished putting stuff away but we will peck away. My preference is to put everything away immediately but I can not do that anymore, even when Suzanne is helping.
We did sit on the deck in the comfortable chairs and drink a glass of wine. Ken lit the table top flame which looked lovely. As we sat enjoying the warm air, the outside lights came on. The lights were installed in our absence so tonight was the first time we had seen them. The back yard looks lovely and not a bit garish. Now you can walk to the dock in the evening and actually be able too see where you are walking. Suzanne especially enjoyed sitting outdoors in mid November. Ken and I are grateful for Suzanne for driving us. By ourselves, we would have been here the end of the week. Thank God for friends. We are pleased to be home in this lovely comfortable home.
Monday, November 14, 2016
November 14, 2016. Minden, Louisiana. Food.
The food in Louisiana is just better than in other places. This evening we ate at a deli attached to a gas station. The location was just across the street so the distance was perfect. We has spent enough time in the car already. The clerk at the Holiday Inn Express recommended the place. She was wise. The food was excellent. We three ate the same thing, a bowl of sausage and chicken gumbo. It was excellent. When we arrived just after 7:00, a group of four people were just leaving. They were dressed for an evening out even though they had just eaten dinner at an unimposing deli. Quality food is always a draw.
For the first time in my life this afternoon we three stopped at a Sonic for an ice cream treat. Around 4:00 we needed a break. Perfect.
We did well today. Suzanne drove the whole time. The Subaru drove the whole day on a three quarter tank of gas. Certainly beats the truck. And it costs us $30. to fill up. Tomorrow we have under three hours of driving to get home on Roses Bluff. Our drive today was lovely, on highway 79 almost the whole way. We saw beautiful farms and hundreds of cattle. Now we will be on Interstate 20 right across Louisiana. Good food and good company makes the hours speed along. The traffic was light all day. Tomorrow will be a different story. But we are getting there.
For the first time in my life this afternoon we three stopped at a Sonic for an ice cream treat. Around 4:00 we needed a break. Perfect.
We did well today. Suzanne drove the whole time. The Subaru drove the whole day on a three quarter tank of gas. Certainly beats the truck. And it costs us $30. to fill up. Tomorrow we have under three hours of driving to get home on Roses Bluff. Our drive today was lovely, on highway 79 almost the whole way. We saw beautiful farms and hundreds of cattle. Now we will be on Interstate 20 right across Louisiana. Good food and good company makes the hours speed along. The traffic was light all day. Tomorrow will be a different story. But we are getting there.
Sunday, November 13, 2016
November 13, 2016. Hutto, Texas. On The Road Again.
What would we do without friends? Friend Suzanne R.from Bethesda, Maryland flew today from Baltimore to San Antonio, just to help us drive home to Mississippi. We all had lunch with David and Suzanne and the girls, breakfast tacos, then we got into our new vehicle and headed east. David told us a simple way to get out of the city which we followed to a T. Ken drove for an hour just to get us out of town and to show Suzanne the gadgets. Form then on, Suzanne was at the helm.
Our hours to drive each day will be limited by our legs. Sitting is death on Neuropothy legs Today Ken and I decided to stop at Hutto which meant we would drive for two hours. This was a smart move. After checking in at 4:00 and having a brief rest, Suzanne and I took a much needed walk. Our motel is lovely. Holiday Inn Express.
This is the third time that Suzanne has driven us. We have a good time. One thing we always do is to find a good restaurant which we did tonight. The manager of the motel who is from Australia directed us to The Rio Grande, just across the shopping mall. I have eaten Tex Mex food hundreds of time but tonight 's dinner was the best.
A normal person would be home tomorrow as we have just over 8 hours to drive. Our plan is to drive 5 or 6 hours and stay overnight, then finish the drive on Tuesday. So far, all is well. And we are also having a good time too. Friends are wonderful.
Our hours to drive each day will be limited by our legs. Sitting is death on Neuropothy legs Today Ken and I decided to stop at Hutto which meant we would drive for two hours. This was a smart move. After checking in at 4:00 and having a brief rest, Suzanne and I took a much needed walk. Our motel is lovely. Holiday Inn Express.
This is the third time that Suzanne has driven us. We have a good time. One thing we always do is to find a good restaurant which we did tonight. The manager of the motel who is from Australia directed us to The Rio Grande, just across the shopping mall. I have eaten Tex Mex food hundreds of time but tonight 's dinner was the best.
A normal person would be home tomorrow as we have just over 8 hours to drive. Our plan is to drive 5 or 6 hours and stay overnight, then finish the drive on Tuesday. So far, all is well. And we are also having a good time too. Friends are wonderful.
Saturday, November 12, 2016
November 12, 2016. San Antonio, Texas. Traffic.
San Antonio is a big city. Once upon a time, the powers that be tried hard to keep the roads ahead of the people. Long before the city grew, the outer belt, 1604, was being built at a time when new houses were in sight, let alone businesses. But the city grew and grew and grew. The traffic is terrible, just like every other big city. Now 1604 is a four lane road with a service road on each side. The road is jammed all the time.
Today we drove into San Antonio from Canyon Lake. On every road, the traffic driving to the lake was constant. The highway, 281 was full of traffic every mile of the way. Getting around the city is becoming increasingly difficult. And during rush hour, it is impossible. Right now I am not driving due to my faulty eyes but I do not even enjoy being a passenger. Too many cars to be comfortable, at least for me. I am not sure that I will ever be able to drive in a big city. My peripheral vision has gone so seeing cars approaching from the side is difficult. Poor Ken may become the sole driver in cities.
Construction is always being done to the roads but the roads are still full of cars all the time. In 1995, the city fathers were trying to ahead of the traffic, but they failed. The city grew too big too soon. Driving in San Antonio is difficult.
Today we drove into San Antonio from Canyon Lake. On every road, the traffic driving to the lake was constant. The highway, 281 was full of traffic every mile of the way. Getting around the city is becoming increasingly difficult. And during rush hour, it is impossible. Right now I am not driving due to my faulty eyes but I do not even enjoy being a passenger. Too many cars to be comfortable, at least for me. I am not sure that I will ever be able to drive in a big city. My peripheral vision has gone so seeing cars approaching from the side is difficult. Poor Ken may become the sole driver in cities.
Construction is always being done to the roads but the roads are still full of cars all the time. In 1995, the city fathers were trying to ahead of the traffic, but they failed. The city grew too big too soon. Driving in San Antonio is difficult.
Friday, November 11, 2016
November 11, 2016. Canyon Lake, Texas. Veteran's Day.
Today is a special day. The eleventh Hour of the eleventh Day of the eleventh Month is celebrated now as Veteran's Day or is it Remembrance Day or Memorial Day. I guess it depends what country you are in. Over the years, the name has changed but not the sentiment. We in North America honor our people who fought and died in wars.
The day is important. The government and banks are closed. Most businesses were open. Ken and I went to the bank before we realized it was closed. How could we forget?
Gill sent a report of the event held in Liverpool. It sounded spectacular. Well attended and emotional, held in the Astor Theater. The Mersey Band played. Everyone who had been in the military wore in uniform. According to Gill, it was an impressive event. Those who died during a war had their name called out loud.
San Antonio is a military city. The people here honor their military personnel all the time but especially on today. It is a big deal which is nice to see. Military folks have special pricing at most places. Impressive that the honor to the veterans continues all year long.
The day is important. The government and banks are closed. Most businesses were open. Ken and I went to the bank before we realized it was closed. How could we forget?
Gill sent a report of the event held in Liverpool. It sounded spectacular. Well attended and emotional, held in the Astor Theater. The Mersey Band played. Everyone who had been in the military wore in uniform. According to Gill, it was an impressive event. Those who died during a war had their name called out loud.
San Antonio is a military city. The people here honor their military personnel all the time but especially on today. It is a big deal which is nice to see. Military folks have special pricing at most places. Impressive that the honor to the veterans continues all year long.
Thursday, November 10, 2016
November 10, 2016. Canyon Lake, Texas. Tasks.
The task is only partly completed. We suspected it was so because we had not gotten a bill, but we were hoping the job was all done. The railings have been installed along the front steps. They look peculiar and primitive but the rail is sturdy and will do the job to allow us access without falling. It appears that the rains have interfered. One step is set for more concrete but nothing installed yet.
The grass on the two levels looks great. Actually it looks as though the grass was always there. Now the area will be useful. When the grandchildren were young, the first level had a big sand box and the other end a climber. We had mulch on the ground. We removed those two objects. Now it has grass so could be used for boce or croquet. The lower lever has a horse shoe pit so will be still useful. Now it looks good too. The path across the levels will be done but so far all we see is a strip of plastic. I actually can not remember what will be on the walk.
But progress has been made. I wish the task was completed so we could pay the bill before we leave for Mississippi. I will call them tomorrow. They will tell me that the rain has come down hard every day, making it impossible to work. Want to bet?
The grass on the two levels looks great. Actually it looks as though the grass was always there. Now the area will be useful. When the grandchildren were young, the first level had a big sand box and the other end a climber. We had mulch on the ground. We removed those two objects. Now it has grass so could be used for boce or croquet. The lower lever has a horse shoe pit so will be still useful. Now it looks good too. The path across the levels will be done but so far all we see is a strip of plastic. I actually can not remember what will be on the walk.
But progress has been made. I wish the task was completed so we could pay the bill before we leave for Mississippi. I will call them tomorrow. They will tell me that the rain has come down hard every day, making it impossible to work. Want to bet?
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
November 9, 2016. San Antonio, Texas. Good Things.
Something good comes from everything. Because I was required to have surgery in both eyes, we have spent lots more time with our Texas family. They have been gracious about invading their home. Tonight at dinner, Abigail suggested she get ice cream from the store because this was our last evening here, at least for now. And she did. The ice cream was delicious.
Suzanne took me to the after surgery appointment today and we stopped at the drug store to get my drops. David came with me for surgery yesterday and stayed the whole time with me. And the girls are always concerned with our health. Ken and I have enjoyed our long visits with them here. We stay at home on the computer or iPads while everyone is at work or school. Eventually everyone gets home so we have lively discussions.
My eyes checked out well today. Pressures in both eyes perfect. Vision not yet perfect. Dr. Flynn was startled to hear we were leaving on Sunday but he knows I have scans coming up that are important. He is turning me over to my eye man in Mississippi. We hope he is good. Now I must behave again. No bending. No lifting. No driving yet. But so lar, all is well.
Suzanne took me to the after surgery appointment today and we stopped at the drug store to get my drops. David came with me for surgery yesterday and stayed the whole time with me. And the girls are always concerned with our health. Ken and I have enjoyed our long visits with them here. We stay at home on the computer or iPads while everyone is at work or school. Eventually everyone gets home so we have lively discussions.
My eyes checked out well today. Pressures in both eyes perfect. Vision not yet perfect. Dr. Flynn was startled to hear we were leaving on Sunday but he knows I have scans coming up that are important. He is turning me over to my eye man in Mississippi. We hope he is good. Now I must behave again. No bending. No lifting. No driving yet. But so lar, all is well.
Tuesday, November 8, 2016
November 8, 2016. San Antonio, Texas. Second Time.
It is done. My right eye surgery was done this afternoon. David drove me and stayed for the surgery, then drove me home. All went well, as far as we know. Tomorrow I see the surgeon to remove the patch and to check on the vision. He will not be pleased when he knows I will be driving to Mississippi, leaving on Sunday. Now the deed is done so I will assume that all will be well.
Monday, November 7, 2016
November 7, 2016. San Antonio, Texas. Groceries.
David is in the habit of bring us groceries at the ranch. It all started when I was staying away from people and not going to the grocery store myself. This weekend, David texted me to ask if he should bring groceries. I said no because we were leaving on Monday and were finishing up everything in the fridge. My suggestion was to bring food from himself but bring a bit more so Ken and I would join him with his food. So we did and it was great fun.
We ate in the dark sitting around the fire. After David had finished his hunt, he smoked sausage. Lots of sausage. It was the meat from last years hunt. Venison sausage mixed with pork, processed by a company in Fredericksburg. No forks were required for our dinner. We ate sausage and oranges from his tree. Lots of sausage and lots of oranges. Tasted delicious. We even had barbecue sauce.
For breakfast we ate hash brown potatoes cooked crunchy and sausage, left over from last night. And of course, coffee. David cooked and cleaned up. Everything tasted great. We were both grateful.
We ate in the dark sitting around the fire. After David had finished his hunt, he smoked sausage. Lots of sausage. It was the meat from last years hunt. Venison sausage mixed with pork, processed by a company in Fredericksburg. No forks were required for our dinner. We ate sausage and oranges from his tree. Lots of sausage and lots of oranges. Tasted delicious. We even had barbecue sauce.
For breakfast we ate hash brown potatoes cooked crunchy and sausage, left over from last night. And of course, coffee. David cooked and cleaned up. Everything tasted great. We were both grateful.
Sunday, November 6, 2016
November 6, 2016. Harper, Texas. Out of Gas.
Once upon a time, many years ago, Ken took my cousin Diane for a drive around the pasture in the Mule. Dave and Irene, along with Diane and Stafford were visiting the ranch. While we were sitting around the fire, Diane commented that everyone else but her had been driven around in the Mule, so Ken quickly took her for a ride. They took ages before they returned because when they were in the middle of the ranch, the little vehicle ran out of gas and they were forced to walk all the way home. Ken filled it up, but Diane was not about to get in the Mule again. We all laughed.
This morning, the saga of the empty gas tank struck again. Ken and I were driving down to have breakfast with David. At the bottom of the hill, the machine stopped working. Ken knew immediately that we were out of gas. The road from the Top House is uneven and rocky but Ken and I walked to the ranch house, where David was sitting by the fire enjoying himself. I had texted him a message but his phone was inside beside the bed. But we made it.
David quickly got the other Mule, picked up a container of fuel and we all drove to rescue the Mule. And we parked the Mule in the garage. Exercise before breakfast is always a good thing. And we were pleased that we were able to make the walk. All three of us thought it was funny.
This morning, the saga of the empty gas tank struck again. Ken and I were driving down to have breakfast with David. At the bottom of the hill, the machine stopped working. Ken knew immediately that we were out of gas. The road from the Top House is uneven and rocky but Ken and I walked to the ranch house, where David was sitting by the fire enjoying himself. I had texted him a message but his phone was inside beside the bed. But we made it.
David quickly got the other Mule, picked up a container of fuel and we all drove to rescue the Mule. And we parked the Mule in the garage. Exercise before breakfast is always a good thing. And we were pleased that we were able to make the walk. All three of us thought it was funny.
November 5, 2016. Harper, Texas. The Fire Department.
Harper is a small town. Their fire department is an all volunteer organization. Once a year they raise a lot of money by putting on a lunch time fish fry. Cleverly, the fish fry is held the first Saturday of hunting season. The event has been held for many many years, always on the same Saturday. People come from far and wide to come and eat fish. The event was bursting with people.
The cost for the lunch is a donation, so even the poor folks can come and enjoy the event. I am told that when the price is not fixed, most people donate more than just pay a fixed price. Desserts are also a donation. In addition, they sell baked goods and T shirts. There was also a silent and live auction. For the first time in my life, I did not bid on anything.
What most surprising to me was the number of people in attendance. There must have been over a thousand people. The event was well organized. They opened for business at 11:00. By the time we arrived at noon, we waited in line with 5 people in front of us. When we left at 1:30, the line for food was all the way down to the road. The whole event was admirable. And I hope they made lots and lots of money.
The cost for the lunch is a donation, so even the poor folks can come and enjoy the event. I am told that when the price is not fixed, most people donate more than just pay a fixed price. Desserts are also a donation. In addition, they sell baked goods and T shirts. There was also a silent and live auction. For the first time in my life, I did not bid on anything.
What most surprising to me was the number of people in attendance. There must have been over a thousand people. The event was well organized. They opened for business at 11:00. By the time we arrived at noon, we waited in line with 5 people in front of us. When we left at 1:30, the line for food was all the way down to the road. The whole event was admirable. And I hope they made lots and lots of money.
Friday, November 4, 2016
November 4, 2016. Harper, Texas. Oranges.
We buy oranges at the grocery store. In Florida and California we have seen hundreds of orange trees. The same in the valley in Texas. On the roads we stopped to buy bags of oranges right from the farmer. But we have never had oranges growing in our own yard. At least not until now.
Every day when we were staying with David and Suzanne, an orange would be given to me as an appetizer before dinner. David parks his car at the bottom of his yard and every day he picked oranges right off his trees. One tree is especially good. Fortunately the tree has over 200 oranges. He brings the oranges right from the tree so the oranges are warm and juicy...and delicious. We all peel our own orange and eat them immediately. They were such a pleasant surprise as I had not known about his orchard.
He has planted a variety of fruits: peach, apple, plums and three orange trees. This is the first year with lots of fruit. One orange tree has fruit that is dry and the second turns out to be grapefruit. If you peel the grapefruit the dog Moose is happy to eat them but they are too sour for the rest of us. But we all love oranges from the third tree. Such a treat.
Every day when we were staying with David and Suzanne, an orange would be given to me as an appetizer before dinner. David parks his car at the bottom of his yard and every day he picked oranges right off his trees. One tree is especially good. Fortunately the tree has over 200 oranges. He brings the oranges right from the tree so the oranges are warm and juicy...and delicious. We all peel our own orange and eat them immediately. They were such a pleasant surprise as I had not known about his orchard.
He has planted a variety of fruits: peach, apple, plums and three orange trees. This is the first year with lots of fruit. One orange tree has fruit that is dry and the second turns out to be grapefruit. If you peel the grapefruit the dog Moose is happy to eat them but they are too sour for the rest of us. But we all love oranges from the third tree. Such a treat.
Thursday, November 3, 2016
November 3, 2016. Harper, Texas. Steve.
Steve looks after our cattle. And he helps us with odd jobs that need to be done. The windmill is not working so Steve is the one who contacts the windmill man to come and fix it. Years ago, Steve would climb the windmill and fix it, but no longer. He was born and raised in Harper. For years, he ran his own business, working as a handyman but Robbie convinced him to take a job with benefits and pension so he now works for the county department of transportation. He has five years to go before retiring. He is looking forward to that because he is not in love with his job. "No one works hard enough", says Steve.
He is a friendly fellow. He always comes to see us bringing a friend and holding a can of beer. And he is very skinny so I suspect he is a smoker. He is invaluable to us. We are going to replace the back fence so the fence man, Rusty, will meet Steve at our ranch to figure out what is needed. We will pay the bill once it is completed to Steve's satisfaction.
Steve owns his own place with 20 acres. And of course he hunts like all country people. He also raises fancy hens and turkeys. He is a very able person and is happy with his role. But somehow or another, people like Steve never get ahead. He is honest, hard working and competent which is a pretty good combination. We feel fortunate to know Steve.
He is a friendly fellow. He always comes to see us bringing a friend and holding a can of beer. And he is very skinny so I suspect he is a smoker. He is invaluable to us. We are going to replace the back fence so the fence man, Rusty, will meet Steve at our ranch to figure out what is needed. We will pay the bill once it is completed to Steve's satisfaction.
Steve owns his own place with 20 acres. And of course he hunts like all country people. He also raises fancy hens and turkeys. He is a very able person and is happy with his role. But somehow or another, people like Steve never get ahead. He is honest, hard working and competent which is a pretty good combination. We feel fortunate to know Steve.
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
November 2, 2016. Harper, Texas. Dr. Flynn.
Dr. Flynn is a surgeon specializing in glaucoma. He is an expert in his field. But his path has not been straight. I am always fascinated to learn the history of how people arrive at their success. For Dr. Flynn it was especially complicated.
First he obtained a BS in Chemistry in Ohio. Next up was a MA in Ocular Physiology, followed by becoming a Doctor of Optometry. He received his MD from the Uniformed Service Medical School in Bethesda. His residency in ophthalmology and glaucoma was taken at Dartmouth Medical school and became the head of the glaucoma center at Wilford Hall for over 10 years. In other words, he knows a whole lot about eyes. Now he is one of the hundreds of doctors who used to be in the military but now practice in San Antonio. I am delighted that he has brought his expertise to San Antonio.
I saw him today for a check up on my eye. All is well. Pressures still very low. He will now operate on the left eye next Tuesday, followed by a follow up check the next day. Normally, he will only operate on the second eye after three weeks but he knows we are keen to get to Mississippi. And I am a good healer so he agreed to next Tuesday. I am enjoying watching Dr. Flynn at his work. He is competent and efficient, thank heavens.
First he obtained a BS in Chemistry in Ohio. Next up was a MA in Ocular Physiology, followed by becoming a Doctor of Optometry. He received his MD from the Uniformed Service Medical School in Bethesda. His residency in ophthalmology and glaucoma was taken at Dartmouth Medical school and became the head of the glaucoma center at Wilford Hall for over 10 years. In other words, he knows a whole lot about eyes. Now he is one of the hundreds of doctors who used to be in the military but now practice in San Antonio. I am delighted that he has brought his expertise to San Antonio.
I saw him today for a check up on my eye. All is well. Pressures still very low. He will now operate on the left eye next Tuesday, followed by a follow up check the next day. Normally, he will only operate on the second eye after three weeks but he knows we are keen to get to Mississippi. And I am a good healer so he agreed to next Tuesday. I am enjoying watching Dr. Flynn at his work. He is competent and efficient, thank heavens.
Tuesday, November 1, 2016
November 1, 2016. Kerrville, Texas. Holiday Inn Express.
We have been in a rut. The Comfort In has been our home away from home, but the last time we stayed in Fredericksburg, Ken had difficulty breathing. He thought that the motel was a bit moldy, so since we have been at the ranch, he has been investigating the other moderately priced motels on the internet. Much to his surprise, Super S was top rated in that group. So now for the next few months, we will stay in other motels. Tomorrow in Kerrville I have an 8:15 appointment with the surgeon so we decided to drive to Kerrville today and stay over. Ken selected the Holiday Express as our first experiment.
For $20. more than the Comfort Inn, we have lots more space and amenities. The price is still under $100. I feel like we are living in the lap of luxury. We have three areas. The first, closest to the window houses a desk, a couch and a coffee table, in addition to a TV on a dresser. The big window looks out at a field. Next area is the bedroom, with a king sized bed with 2 ample side tables, comfortable chair and a chest with another TV. In the corner is a sturdy card table size with two dining chairs. The entrance area has a small bar sink with a refrigerator, a microwave and one cup coffee pot, along with a six foot bench for cases. The bathroom has ample space with bars all around the shower.
Ken and I are pleased with our first venture into other motels. Being in a rut is fine until it is not working. Next up we will try out La Quinta. Ken listened to a talk giving the growth of the company, so we will see for ourselves. The Holiday Inn Express is definitely a winner.
For $20. more than the Comfort Inn, we have lots more space and amenities. The price is still under $100. I feel like we are living in the lap of luxury. We have three areas. The first, closest to the window houses a desk, a couch and a coffee table, in addition to a TV on a dresser. The big window looks out at a field. Next area is the bedroom, with a king sized bed with 2 ample side tables, comfortable chair and a chest with another TV. In the corner is a sturdy card table size with two dining chairs. The entrance area has a small bar sink with a refrigerator, a microwave and one cup coffee pot, along with a six foot bench for cases. The bathroom has ample space with bars all around the shower.
Ken and I are pleased with our first venture into other motels. Being in a rut is fine until it is not working. Next up we will try out La Quinta. Ken listened to a talk giving the growth of the company, so we will see for ourselves. The Holiday Inn Express is definitely a winner.
Monday, October 31, 2016
October 31, 2016. Harper, Texas. A Mystery.
Someone has been in the cottage in Nova Scotia. When Vinal arrived this morning to continue work on the deck, he noticed a light on. He knew he had turned off the main circuit breaker when he left the last time, which was about two weeks ago. And he had specifically turned off the hot water heater switch. Today, when he entered the cottage, the electricity was on as was the hot water. And there was one light on in the hall, so he knew someone had been in the little cottage. Final called us to ask if we had given permission for anyone to use the cottage. And he called Ross our neighbors if they had been inside. Heather cleans for us. They had not been at their cottage for weeks and we gave no permission. Thus a mystery.
The mystery guests used dishes and cutlery and washed everything to dry on the rack. Cushions had been moved from the rocking chair and couch. There was no signs of a break in. We keep a key in a lock box for ease of access for workmen and friends so perhaps someone knew the code for the lockbox and wanted to get out of the weather. Whoever was in the cottage was neat and tidy. And nothing seemed to be stolen. Final checked the boat house but nothing has moved there. Of course, the code is different on the boat house.
Now we must make a decision. Do we change the locks? Do we change the lockbox code? Or do we do both? Or should we do nothing? We must figure it out and solve this mystery.
The mystery guests used dishes and cutlery and washed everything to dry on the rack. Cushions had been moved from the rocking chair and couch. There was no signs of a break in. We keep a key in a lock box for ease of access for workmen and friends so perhaps someone knew the code for the lockbox and wanted to get out of the weather. Whoever was in the cottage was neat and tidy. And nothing seemed to be stolen. Final checked the boat house but nothing has moved there. Of course, the code is different on the boat house.
Now we must make a decision. Do we change the locks? Do we change the lockbox code? Or do we do both? Or should we do nothing? We must figure it out and solve this mystery.
Sunday, October 30, 2016
October 30, 2016. Harper, Texas. A Strange Combination.
Our lunch was served to us on a lovely outside patio made of stone. We ate Texas barbecue while surrounded by dogs in cages, all sitting under huge live oak trees. It was a most unusual combination, especially because we had never left the Subaru dealership in Boerne.
The dealership invites the Humane Society to bring dogs for adoption. When people come to see the dogs, they are given a ticket for a barbecue dinner, cooked and served in a big truck parked on the lot. Subaru gives a donation and they put out lots of advertising. The dogs are either small dogs or pups and the helpers walk the dogs all the time. Evidently, dogs are adopted, after the new owner is checked out. I am always amazed what makes for success.
In addition, anyone who comes to look at a car or talks to a salesman is given tickets for the barbecue. Again, it is in all their advertising. "Come to see a Subaru and eat a barbecue dinner", is on a big sign on the road. The message was also in all the papers. Our lunch was delicious. And we enjoyed watching the people playing with the dogs. Quite an unusual combination of dogs and barbecue, but clearly a success.
The dealership invites the Humane Society to bring dogs for adoption. When people come to see the dogs, they are given a ticket for a barbecue dinner, cooked and served in a big truck parked on the lot. Subaru gives a donation and they put out lots of advertising. The dogs are either small dogs or pups and the helpers walk the dogs all the time. Evidently, dogs are adopted, after the new owner is checked out. I am always amazed what makes for success.
In addition, anyone who comes to look at a car or talks to a salesman is given tickets for the barbecue. Again, it is in all their advertising. "Come to see a Subaru and eat a barbecue dinner", is on a big sign on the road. The message was also in all the papers. Our lunch was delicious. And we enjoyed watching the people playing with the dogs. Quite an unusual combination of dogs and barbecue, but clearly a success.
Saturday, October 29, 2016
October 29, 2016. Harper, Texas. Red Letter Day.
What is it about a new vehicle that smells so good? For only a few times in our lives, we have had that experience. Today was one of those days.
Ken has been reading all about the safety features on the new cars. He decided that we needed all the help we could get with our driving. So today we drove back to the ranch in our brand new 2017 Subaru Forester. David purchased the same car a year ago and has been pleased. Ken finally settled on two options: The Ford Escape or The Subaru Forester. After sitting in the Escape, we decided on the Subaru and ordered one with all the features we needed. On Thursday, while we were driving to the ranch, they called to tell us that our vehicle had arrived. We agreed to come back on Saturday.
Today was the red letter day for us. The paper work takes for ages but our sales person is polite and helpful and the business manager was the same. Eventually, Ken drove home to the ranch. He reports that it is much easier to drive than the truck so he was pleased. Now we must figure out what to do with all those buttons. We are both delighted to be driving our brand new Subaru Forester with all it's safety features. We even like the new car smell!!
Ken has been reading all about the safety features on the new cars. He decided that we needed all the help we could get with our driving. So today we drove back to the ranch in our brand new 2017 Subaru Forester. David purchased the same car a year ago and has been pleased. Ken finally settled on two options: The Ford Escape or The Subaru Forester. After sitting in the Escape, we decided on the Subaru and ordered one with all the features we needed. On Thursday, while we were driving to the ranch, they called to tell us that our vehicle had arrived. We agreed to come back on Saturday.
Today was the red letter day for us. The paper work takes for ages but our sales person is polite and helpful and the business manager was the same. Eventually, Ken drove home to the ranch. He reports that it is much easier to drive than the truck so he was pleased. Now we must figure out what to do with all those buttons. We are both delighted to be driving our brand new Subaru Forester with all it's safety features. We even like the new car smell!!
Friday, October 28, 2016
October 28, 2016. Harper, Texas. Rules.
After a surgery, you are given lots and lots of rules. For instance, from the surgery, I must not bend over where my head is below my waist. I must not lift anything. No driving for me. Nor may I engage in activities with rythym such as walking or running. I must wear an eye shield every night. And I must take 7 drops a day in the eye that had surgery along with the normal glaucoma drops in the other eye.
The problem for concrete thinkers such as me is that I want specifics. It is ridiculous to say "Do not lift". Today I did laundry. I lifted the laundry basket. Was it too heavy? I don't know. They never told me. I needed to know not to lift more than 3 pounds, then the information would be useful. And the directions for the drops are to use them after 5 minutes. I do not know if I must put the drops in only after 5 minutes, or anytime after 5 minutes. The directions are ridiculous.
My biggest problem is that I lost the list of rules so I do not know whether I must follow the rules for one week or two weeks. I seem to recall that some things I must continue for two weeks but some can cease after one. I think I have all the rules in my head but perhaps I have forgotten the rules I do not like. Next week I will see the surgeon. I will ask.
The problem for concrete thinkers such as me is that I want specifics. It is ridiculous to say "Do not lift". Today I did laundry. I lifted the laundry basket. Was it too heavy? I don't know. They never told me. I needed to know not to lift more than 3 pounds, then the information would be useful. And the directions for the drops are to use them after 5 minutes. I do not know if I must put the drops in only after 5 minutes, or anytime after 5 minutes. The directions are ridiculous.
My biggest problem is that I lost the list of rules so I do not know whether I must follow the rules for one week or two weeks. I seem to recall that some things I must continue for two weeks but some can cease after one. I think I have all the rules in my head but perhaps I have forgotten the rules I do not like. Next week I will see the surgeon. I will ask.
Thursday, October 27, 2016
October 26, 2016. San Antonio. Success.
So far so good. This afternoon, the surgeon removed my eye patch and all is well with my right eye. The pressure in the eye is 11, which has never been that low. Now I see him for another check up next Wednesday in Kerrville to be sure it is doing well and to make the final decision for my left eye on November 9. My vision is clear and almost back to normal. So all went well with the surgery and so far I am pleased with the results.
David has been my driver. He has driven me to and fro all appointments. Tuesday, Ken stayed with me the three hours for the surgery while David drove us and today David stayed with me for the brief checkup. His energy and competence have been reassuring at every step of the way.
These modern surgical centers are marvelous. Everyone is well trained so all the testing and explanations are completed before the Doctor walks in the door. No time is wasted. And the patient does not need to sit around the hospital collecting bugs. I was very impressed. Now tomorrow we will drive to the ranch.
David has been my driver. He has driven me to and fro all appointments. Tuesday, Ken stayed with me the three hours for the surgery while David drove us and today David stayed with me for the brief checkup. His energy and competence have been reassuring at every step of the way.
These modern surgical centers are marvelous. Everyone is well trained so all the testing and explanations are completed before the Doctor walks in the door. No time is wasted. And the patient does not need to sit around the hospital collecting bugs. I was very impressed. Now tomorrow we will drive to the ranch.
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