No, not the kind you wear in your eyes. Contacts -- as in names, addresses, and phone numbers.
I'm rebuilding my contacts file. Slowly. I had printed out my contacts list several years ago, so I have a place to begin. I'm not having fun do this, especially since there are other things pressing me which are really more important. But the lack of contacts on my new old computer bugs me.
I wish we were getting some of that snow that is going to hit just south of here. If only my home was about 30 miles further south, we'd be getting a nice white covering. As it is, we have the gloom of the clouds, but no precipitation.
I know many, many folks are glad we're not getting anything from the sky, including a couple of my grandchildren who are going on a church retreat this weekend. Actually, they don't care if it snows AFTER they get there, because being snowed in for a few days with their friends wouldn't be too bad. I guess the chaperones might have a different view of that kind of situation. Maybe not, though.
I was up at 6 a.m. today, but let me explain that. I went to bed at 6 p.m. last night. Alan woke me around 8 and wanted dinner. I mumbled that I was having chills and I ached very badly and could he please get himself a couple of sandwiches. Now, we're out of cheese (sandwich cheese), and he just hates sandwiches without cheese. So this morning he told me that he had a very meager dinner last night, and what did I do with the pastries I bought at Servates.
I had hidden them because I knew he would devour them all without even thinking that he was eating so many delicious pastries. He did eat half a pie yesterday, but apparently he forgot that until I reminded him. His excuse? Well, I had a very meager dinner. And as I said I had told him to make a couple of sandwiches. No cheese equals meager dinner. I don't get that, but in his mind, if he doesn't have cheese on a sandwich, it's "meager."
Well, today, he's getting tuna fish without cheese, and believe me, it won't be a "meager" sandwich. Dinner will be fried chicken and potato salad. No cheese. So, I suppose that will be a "meager" meal as well.
I could sprinkle some Parmesan on it, I suppose, and that might make it less "meager." I know he's hinting that I should get in the car and go to the deli, which is 12 miles away, and get some cheese. But, my shopper will be doing her thing on Tuesday. I think he can wait that long. Don't you?
ttfn
Friday, January 29, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
New Old computer
I got my computer back from the shop today. It's a five-year-old (plus) laptop. I took it back to the shop that built it for me. Of course, the five-year warranty had run out, but that's okay. I was surprised that I got five years out of it. And now, since the hard drive was wiped clean, maybe I'll get another five years from it. NOT. But it's enough for now.
Of course, they didn't download Windows Office Suite -- that was my responsibility. So I scrambled around the house and found the software, but not the special code that would allow me to re-use the software on my computer. Alan came to the rescue. He never throws anything out, and he found a box of sleeves in which all the software we've ever bought came. I rummaged through that box from the back end, and the third envelope (sleeve) I found had the code I needed, and I was good to go --- almost.
Almost, I say, because while I have outlook, my contacts are, of course, gone until I can get them from Alan's laptop, where I deposited them, but still haven't been able to use them as I want to use them. And I have to re-download my printer drivers, and my scanner software, which I'll have to find, and probably find the code for that as well. Not fun.
What is fun is the speed at which I'm flying through everything now. It doesn't take 10 minutes for my computer to boot up. It doesn't take 10 minutes for Explorer to boot up. It doesn't take 10 minutes for me to send an e-mail. And I can actually type slower than the screen. In other words, I'm not playing catch-up when I type something in an e-mail or on my BLOGs. I am loving that part of the "new" computer angst that everyone goes through when they either get a new computer or have their computer repaired.
I think: What would I do without a computer -- I can't imagine going back to those days.
Now I'm looking at the new IPad. I never got an IPod, but the IPad fascinates me. Alan and I have been considering getting a Kindle for books, and it looks like IPad will do the same thing as a Kindle only more. (Is it Kindle or Kimble?)
It was a fantastic day as far as my health goes. I walked and walked and walked -- hitting six stores, my daughter's house (with steps), and the mail box. Yes, I actually got the mail. The first time in 4 days (not counting Saturday and Sunday). Quite a pile of junk. Oh, yeah, walking. I had no pain today. None. Nada. I can't understand it. Why I have one day in 30 when I have no pain at all, and the rest -- well, we won't go there.
Both Alan and I seem to be over the stomach flu we had. But my daughter's family has it. Poor things. It's a miserable flu, but it doesn't hang on for weeks like H1N1. That is something to be very thankful for.
Well, I'm off to bed for the day. It's been a long one, and no afternoon nap today.
SO: ttfn
Of course, they didn't download Windows Office Suite -- that was my responsibility. So I scrambled around the house and found the software, but not the special code that would allow me to re-use the software on my computer. Alan came to the rescue. He never throws anything out, and he found a box of sleeves in which all the software we've ever bought came. I rummaged through that box from the back end, and the third envelope (sleeve) I found had the code I needed, and I was good to go --- almost.
Almost, I say, because while I have outlook, my contacts are, of course, gone until I can get them from Alan's laptop, where I deposited them, but still haven't been able to use them as I want to use them. And I have to re-download my printer drivers, and my scanner software, which I'll have to find, and probably find the code for that as well. Not fun.
What is fun is the speed at which I'm flying through everything now. It doesn't take 10 minutes for my computer to boot up. It doesn't take 10 minutes for Explorer to boot up. It doesn't take 10 minutes for me to send an e-mail. And I can actually type slower than the screen. In other words, I'm not playing catch-up when I type something in an e-mail or on my BLOGs. I am loving that part of the "new" computer angst that everyone goes through when they either get a new computer or have their computer repaired.
I think: What would I do without a computer -- I can't imagine going back to those days.
Now I'm looking at the new IPad. I never got an IPod, but the IPad fascinates me. Alan and I have been considering getting a Kindle for books, and it looks like IPad will do the same thing as a Kindle only more. (Is it Kindle or Kimble?)
It was a fantastic day as far as my health goes. I walked and walked and walked -- hitting six stores, my daughter's house (with steps), and the mail box. Yes, I actually got the mail. The first time in 4 days (not counting Saturday and Sunday). Quite a pile of junk. Oh, yeah, walking. I had no pain today. None. Nada. I can't understand it. Why I have one day in 30 when I have no pain at all, and the rest -- well, we won't go there.
Both Alan and I seem to be over the stomach flu we had. But my daughter's family has it. Poor things. It's a miserable flu, but it doesn't hang on for weeks like H1N1. That is something to be very thankful for.
Well, I'm off to bed for the day. It's been a long one, and no afternoon nap today.
SO: ttfn
Monday, January 25, 2010
It's flu season
So how did I get it? The stomach one, that is? I haven't been out of the house for over a week, but let me tell you, it's no fun, and it hurts all over, not just in the belly.
I think I'm coming out of it now, at least I hope so. I have periods of aches and running to the bathroom for one thing or another, but the time between the aches and chills and running is getting longer.
Today it snowed! And, ta-da, I still don't have my computer!
I was watching TV this afternoon, and fell asleep in the recliner (which I never do), or blanked out, just for about 10 minutes. When I woke up, I noticed that the roof next door was all white, it had snowed that much in that short of time. But it was a short-lived shower. However, it's snowing again, and from radar it looks like it might continue for a couple of hours, since it's still snowing in Illinois and that has to go through Indiana before it goes through Ohio/Northern Kentucky.
For you out-of-towners, Northern Kentucky only refers to the three counties, that but up on the Ohio River at the corner of Indiana and Ohio. We live in one of those three counties. Cincinnati takes up most of the Ohio part. The other "northern Kentucky" counties rarely go by being Northern Kentucky, they are Eastern or Western or just this county or that county.
I did notice today that it was light longer. Even though we are still experiencing Cincinnati Gray, the light was still filtering through the blinds at 6 p.m., albeit faintly.
I just looked outside and the street seems to be glazed with ice, but I wonder if it is ice. I'm not going outdoors to find out. Since it was so warm last week, the ground is still warm, I'm guessing, and the glaze I see is just water. I'll know in the morning when I don't hear the school buses passing in front of the house at 7 a.m. The cars are all covered with snow and the grass is no longer visible.
Alan is in bed already (24 is over and he's out like a light). I haven't watched 24 except for snippets. It's not on my list of things to see. I know so many people think I'm nuts to not watch it, I just can't get into it. I'd rather be reading.
So, after I finish with my BLOG checks, I'm going to read some more in my current Louis L'Amour book, and maybe I'll fall asleep.
ttfn
I think I'm coming out of it now, at least I hope so. I have periods of aches and running to the bathroom for one thing or another, but the time between the aches and chills and running is getting longer.
Today it snowed! And, ta-da, I still don't have my computer!
I was watching TV this afternoon, and fell asleep in the recliner (which I never do), or blanked out, just for about 10 minutes. When I woke up, I noticed that the roof next door was all white, it had snowed that much in that short of time. But it was a short-lived shower. However, it's snowing again, and from radar it looks like it might continue for a couple of hours, since it's still snowing in Illinois and that has to go through Indiana before it goes through Ohio/Northern Kentucky.
For you out-of-towners, Northern Kentucky only refers to the three counties, that but up on the Ohio River at the corner of Indiana and Ohio. We live in one of those three counties. Cincinnati takes up most of the Ohio part. The other "northern Kentucky" counties rarely go by being Northern Kentucky, they are Eastern or Western or just this county or that county.
I did notice today that it was light longer. Even though we are still experiencing Cincinnati Gray, the light was still filtering through the blinds at 6 p.m., albeit faintly.
I just looked outside and the street seems to be glazed with ice, but I wonder if it is ice. I'm not going outdoors to find out. Since it was so warm last week, the ground is still warm, I'm guessing, and the glaze I see is just water. I'll know in the morning when I don't hear the school buses passing in front of the house at 7 a.m. The cars are all covered with snow and the grass is no longer visible.
Alan is in bed already (24 is over and he's out like a light). I haven't watched 24 except for snippets. It's not on my list of things to see. I know so many people think I'm nuts to not watch it, I just can't get into it. I'd rather be reading.
So, after I finish with my BLOG checks, I'm going to read some more in my current Louis L'Amour book, and maybe I'll fall asleep.
ttfn
Saturday, January 23, 2010
I am still here
I added to the Runnemede Remembered BLOG today, so check it out.
I was gone, but not forgotten.
I have no computer, and have had to grovel for time on Alan's laptop. Mine is in the shop and is being completely erased so that it will work again. So, I'll have to rebuild everything -- and reboot all my drivers. Yuck. I'm not looking forward to those hours it will take to do that.
Before the computer went into the shop I transferred my contacts, e-mails, pictures, and documents to a mini-drive or whatever they're called, so I didn't lose anyhing I think is important. All those things were transferred to Alan's big computer and an external hard-drive we use for back-up. I haven't really lost anything except the drivers for the printers, and the conveniences I had set up on my laptop that I'll have to try to remember and dig out again.
But the reason for my not writing anything has not been because of my health or Alan's health. We have been muddling along as usual. Nothing new to report on the health end of our lives.
We are now into the Cincinnati Gray Days -- an annual event where the skies cloud over for a couple of months and the temperatures hover around 35 degrees, give or take a few degrees, and it may or may not drizzle all day. So, I don't really care to get out of bed on those days unless I have something that I have to do, like go to the doctors or be awake for my cleaning lady, or read my e-mails.
I mean, why bother? I'm comfortable in bed. I don't hurt, most days, when I'm in bed. And I get to read good books while I'm in bed. My bedroom is bright even on the grayest days because one wall is window. But I still know that the sky is gray.
I am glad to see that the grayness is coming earlier in the morning and leaving later in the afternoon. I so look forward to the sunny weather that will be back in mid-March. Most recently our Februaries and Marches have been in sunny Florida so I wasn't minding the gray of January so much, knowing that I would soon see that bright orb in the sky. We're not heading south this year. Bummer.
Maybe the lack of energy and not wanting to get out of bed is because of a lack of Vitamin D. Do you think that's the case? I've read that because of the skin cancer scare people are avoiding the sun and are becoming more lethargic because of their lack of Vitamin D. I have never worried about skin cancer or how much sun I get. I tan walking from the house to the car. I don't burn. Well, I burnt once, but that was my own stupid fault. I won't go there. That's another story for another day.
So, maybe I need to go to Walgreen's and get some vitamin D capsules? Would that help? Who knows? Of course if I did that, it would mean I have to get out of bed, get dressed, go downstairs and get into the car, drive the couple of miles to Walgreens, walk to the back of the store, get the Vitamin D capsules, and come back home, and go back to bed, probably. Hmmm. Sounds like a plan!
Finally, I long for the singing of the birds and the light of the sun. When the sun appears again, I shall be happy to spring out of bed (in my feeble way) and enjoy the day!
ttfn
I was gone, but not forgotten.
I have no computer, and have had to grovel for time on Alan's laptop. Mine is in the shop and is being completely erased so that it will work again. So, I'll have to rebuild everything -- and reboot all my drivers. Yuck. I'm not looking forward to those hours it will take to do that.
Before the computer went into the shop I transferred my contacts, e-mails, pictures, and documents to a mini-drive or whatever they're called, so I didn't lose anyhing I think is important. All those things were transferred to Alan's big computer and an external hard-drive we use for back-up. I haven't really lost anything except the drivers for the printers, and the conveniences I had set up on my laptop that I'll have to try to remember and dig out again.
But the reason for my not writing anything has not been because of my health or Alan's health. We have been muddling along as usual. Nothing new to report on the health end of our lives.
We are now into the Cincinnati Gray Days -- an annual event where the skies cloud over for a couple of months and the temperatures hover around 35 degrees, give or take a few degrees, and it may or may not drizzle all day. So, I don't really care to get out of bed on those days unless I have something that I have to do, like go to the doctors or be awake for my cleaning lady, or read my e-mails.
I mean, why bother? I'm comfortable in bed. I don't hurt, most days, when I'm in bed. And I get to read good books while I'm in bed. My bedroom is bright even on the grayest days because one wall is window. But I still know that the sky is gray.
I am glad to see that the grayness is coming earlier in the morning and leaving later in the afternoon. I so look forward to the sunny weather that will be back in mid-March. Most recently our Februaries and Marches have been in sunny Florida so I wasn't minding the gray of January so much, knowing that I would soon see that bright orb in the sky. We're not heading south this year. Bummer.
Maybe the lack of energy and not wanting to get out of bed is because of a lack of Vitamin D. Do you think that's the case? I've read that because of the skin cancer scare people are avoiding the sun and are becoming more lethargic because of their lack of Vitamin D. I have never worried about skin cancer or how much sun I get. I tan walking from the house to the car. I don't burn. Well, I burnt once, but that was my own stupid fault. I won't go there. That's another story for another day.
So, maybe I need to go to Walgreen's and get some vitamin D capsules? Would that help? Who knows? Of course if I did that, it would mean I have to get out of bed, get dressed, go downstairs and get into the car, drive the couple of miles to Walgreens, walk to the back of the store, get the Vitamin D capsules, and come back home, and go back to bed, probably. Hmmm. Sounds like a plan!
Finally, I long for the singing of the birds and the light of the sun. When the sun appears again, I shall be happy to spring out of bed (in my feeble way) and enjoy the day!
ttfn
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Lazy Sunday Afternoons
I love lazy Sunday afternoons. Today is a non-nap Sunday, though. The Vikings just whipped Dallas. And Alan is gearing up for the next game, San Diego/NY Jets. I really could care less about that game, but I rather enjoyed watching the Vikings whup the Cowboys.
I just finished a new Louis L'Amour book (The End of the Road). It was published after his death and contains a few short stories, and one novelette. His son found the manuscripts after Louis' death and published this book.
Now, I have to find another book to read. I read while I'm waiting for meds to kick in. And I read to put myself to sleep at night. I hit the community library the other day and got a few that I THINK I haven't read yet. I usually put my initial in the books I've read so I don't pick them up again. I do that with library books also -- not my initial but a large dot in the upper left-hand corner of the inside front cover. I got tired of bringing home books that I had read before. I'm not good at remembering titles, and when you have an author such as Louis L'Amour who has written over 100 books.
So, I'm lazing away this afternoon, swilling some lemonade. I know, it's not warm enough for lemonade, but I don't care. I like lemonade, so I'm drinking lemonade (home made).
ttfn
I just finished a new Louis L'Amour book (The End of the Road). It was published after his death and contains a few short stories, and one novelette. His son found the manuscripts after Louis' death and published this book.
Now, I have to find another book to read. I read while I'm waiting for meds to kick in. And I read to put myself to sleep at night. I hit the community library the other day and got a few that I THINK I haven't read yet. I usually put my initial in the books I've read so I don't pick them up again. I do that with library books also -- not my initial but a large dot in the upper left-hand corner of the inside front cover. I got tired of bringing home books that I had read before. I'm not good at remembering titles, and when you have an author such as Louis L'Amour who has written over 100 books.
So, I'm lazing away this afternoon, swilling some lemonade. I know, it's not warm enough for lemonade, but I don't care. I like lemonade, so I'm drinking lemonade (home made).
ttfn
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Rachel
Well, this was Rachel's weekend. Rachel is my son, Phil's, second daughter, his third child. She will be eight in about six weeks.
I picked her up after school yesterday and we did the same things I do with her sister, only I gave her a choice -- Dollar Tree or Macy's. Macy's was having a fantastic sale on children's clothing, and Rachel, being the clothing lover that I know she is, chose, of course, Macy's. We really lucked out. Not only did she get a couple of complete outfits for school (slacks and tops), but we also found this beautiful dress for her to wear to the Father/Daughter dance at her school, which is coming up in two weeks. Notice the gold shoes. Aren't they the cutest?
The dress top has a sparkly material and drops glitter as she walks. Oh, well. The skirt is layers of netting over some thule. The top layer of netting has sequins glued to it randomly, of course. So cute. So very Rachel.
After we got her dress we went out to dinner at, of course, the children's favorite restaurant, Bob Evans. Not my fave, but that's okay. Then we came home and watched the third of the Ice Age movies, which she has not seen. Nor had I. It's a cute movie.
Then it was time for bed. I read four chapters in a book about Jimmy Skunk -- one of Peter Rabbit's friends, and I could see she was dozing, so I shut the book and told her we'd continue it on Saturday.
This morning she came in and woke me. A very dangerous thing for her to do. Alan sent her. He knows better. Fortunately, I didn't swing at her, like I usually do when someone interrupts my sleep. I made her breakfast (lots of bacon and other stuff, but heavy on the bacon), and off we went to get her hair cut and styled. (The picture was taken before we had her hair cut.)
Melissa Radcliff does a super job on children cuts. Any she did a great job with Rachel, which was difficult because Rachel doesn't sit still -- EVER! That's part of the charm of Rachel. Now it's up to Rachel to keep her hair shiny and combed.
After her hair was cut, we packed her up, and took her to McD's for lunch, then home. She seemed to have a great time. And Rachel is a chatterbox, so the conversation was easy to keep up with her. Some of my grandchildren are introspective and it's difficult for me to get a conversation going with them.
So, Rachel, thank you for spending the two days with me. I'm glad you could come. We'll do it again, probably in the summer.
As far as my holding up -- always a concern -- I did great. I can still walk. My back is out of whack, a new twinge, but other than that I'm fine. Alan also enjoyed Rachel. And he is watching football playoffs now. Well, he's sleeping through the Arizona/New Orleans game. He does that a lot. (Smile).
ttfn
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
One chair down, three to go
Yes, I actually got one chair covered, but I ran out of material. I had ordered two yards and I thought because it was so wide that it would be enough. So, I'll go back to the furniture store where I got the chair and order some more material. I think I'll order something that goes with, rather than some that is exactly the same. At any rate, the staple gun works great!
Phil had a great interview yesterday and he will be back at the company with which he interviewed next week for Round 2. Apparently, there are a lot of hoops he has to go through to get a job at this place, not the least of which is a background check by the Feds to make sure he is okay to work on any government grants the company might receive. He is excited because there is a lot of room for advancement once he gets his foot in the door. Pray that he does go through to future rounds and gets a job. He's still looking at other possibilities even though this job is looking okay to him.
I got the tree undecorated, but not put away. I have to take it down and put it in it's proper box. Then, all that will be left are the snow men.
That's about it for now. We're going to Bible study tonight. It is Wednesday night, after all.
ttfn
Phil had a great interview yesterday and he will be back at the company with which he interviewed next week for Round 2. Apparently, there are a lot of hoops he has to go through to get a job at this place, not the least of which is a background check by the Feds to make sure he is okay to work on any government grants the company might receive. He is excited because there is a lot of room for advancement once he gets his foot in the door. Pray that he does go through to future rounds and gets a job. He's still looking at other possibilities even though this job is looking okay to him.
I got the tree undecorated, but not put away. I have to take it down and put it in it's proper box. Then, all that will be left are the snow men.
That's about it for now. We're going to Bible study tonight. It is Wednesday night, after all.
ttfn
Monday, January 11, 2010
Progress
Alan heard me hammering and had to find out what I was doing. I was attaching a small mirror to a wall in our bedroom where I already have hung four small mirrors. Alan asked if I enjoyed looking at myself. After all, he reminded me, we had a wall of mirrors where the walk-in closet is located. I told him, I knew that, and I avoided looking in that direction as much as possible. So, why, he wanted to know would I hang another mirror. I reminded him that it was a small mirror and this was better because I could just look at my best features and be selective about it.
Of course, at this point in my life, I don't really have any "best" features. The mirrors are purely decorative and they give us more light in the room (not that we need more light since one wall is entirely windows).
But the progress part of today's BLOG is regarding my chair seat covering project. The progress is: I have purchased a staple gun (electric) and have inserted the staples. I have the staple-gun, material, and my small tool box on the dining room table and am ready to go. See? That's progress. Hopefully, I'll get the chairs covered tomorrow. In my younger days I could have (and did) covered four chairs in about one hour. I know that it will probably take me four hours to cover those four chairs -- that's one hour per chair. If I get a chair covered in less than an hour, I'll be surprised. I just don't move quickly any more. But I'm faster than Alan. I mean, talk about molasses in January. Even spilled molasses on an icy surface in January would move faster than Alan. But he has a nice smile and a wonderful disposition, so what more could I ask for?
More progress to report: I put away some more Christmas decorations. I only the tree to take down, and the snowmen to put away. But while there is snow on the ground or the possibility of snow on the ground, the snowmen stay out. I'm very firm about that. Alan doesn't particularly care for the snowmen, but he tolerates them.
So, progress is being made even though fybromyalgia is poking at me more and more.
ttfn
Of course, at this point in my life, I don't really have any "best" features. The mirrors are purely decorative and they give us more light in the room (not that we need more light since one wall is entirely windows).
But the progress part of today's BLOG is regarding my chair seat covering project. The progress is: I have purchased a staple gun (electric) and have inserted the staples. I have the staple-gun, material, and my small tool box on the dining room table and am ready to go. See? That's progress. Hopefully, I'll get the chairs covered tomorrow. In my younger days I could have (and did) covered four chairs in about one hour. I know that it will probably take me four hours to cover those four chairs -- that's one hour per chair. If I get a chair covered in less than an hour, I'll be surprised. I just don't move quickly any more. But I'm faster than Alan. I mean, talk about molasses in January. Even spilled molasses on an icy surface in January would move faster than Alan. But he has a nice smile and a wonderful disposition, so what more could I ask for?
More progress to report: I put away some more Christmas decorations. I only the tree to take down, and the snowmen to put away. But while there is snow on the ground or the possibility of snow on the ground, the snowmen stay out. I'm very firm about that. Alan doesn't particularly care for the snowmen, but he tolerates them.
So, progress is being made even though fybromyalgia is poking at me more and more.
ttfn
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Another family get together
Yesterday, Saturday, was a day when two football teams which I MIGHT enjoy watching were playing in the playoffs of the NFL. Philly (Eagles) and Cincinnati (Bengals). That being said, several family members wanted to watch the games with Alan, who never misses a game (unless he's in a hospital somewhere).
So Becky, her husband, Quinn, and her children, Grace, Dan, and Annie dropped in -- actually drove the 1 and 1/2 hours plus from their home in Indiana -- and Phil, my son, and one of his sons, David, joined the group. Some game watching did occur. Alan had a rule which didn't seem to be followed by one and all -- that was, talking was only to occur during commercials. The children weren't really good at following that rule. Eventually, the grandchildren, bored with football decided to draw and/or play computer games.
I made a rib roast which everyone seemed to enjoy. Anyway, there were no leftovers, and it was a large roast. It was served with mashed potatoes, a "greens" salad, which Becky made, and a fruit salad, as well. No dessert. I forgot. I was going to bake a pie, but the day got away from me.
It was not a good day, pain wise. But we had a fun time. Phil fixed Alan's laptop so that I can get my e-mails on that computer and have my contacts on that computer as well. And he set up the laptop so that I can now print to Alan's printer. Wireless capabilities are wonderful.
Now, it's Sunday afternoon, and I'm vegging, or recovering, or whatever you want to call it. I slept poorly because of fibromyalgia pain. I know that this BLOG is supposed to be about being vertically challenged and other difficulties of growing old, or elderly, as my granddaughter puts it, so I'm just putting that bit in to keep up with the purpose of the BLOG.
Becky cleaned up for me after dinner, even though I asked her not to, but I'm glad she did.
I thought today was supposed to be sunny and I woke up at 7 a.m. and it was as dark as could be. If the sun was to be visible, there would have been a little bit of a light, but alas it was dark. Dark. Dark. It's early afternoon and there is still no sun visible. So, another bad weather forecast.
The upcoming week is light as far as activities go. The only thing that comes to mind is a weekend with Rachel. I'll pick her up after school and then we'll being our weekend of fun. I still don't know what activities we'll work on, but I'll come up with something.
So, Sunday, the day of rest is just that. Rest. I'm resting, BLOGging, and reading e-mails.
Boring! Oh yeah, both my teams lost yesterday, and I wasn't even watching them play (very much).
ttfn
So Becky, her husband, Quinn, and her children, Grace, Dan, and Annie dropped in -- actually drove the 1 and 1/2 hours plus from their home in Indiana -- and Phil, my son, and one of his sons, David, joined the group. Some game watching did occur. Alan had a rule which didn't seem to be followed by one and all -- that was, talking was only to occur during commercials. The children weren't really good at following that rule. Eventually, the grandchildren, bored with football decided to draw and/or play computer games.
I made a rib roast which everyone seemed to enjoy. Anyway, there were no leftovers, and it was a large roast. It was served with mashed potatoes, a "greens" salad, which Becky made, and a fruit salad, as well. No dessert. I forgot. I was going to bake a pie, but the day got away from me.
It was not a good day, pain wise. But we had a fun time. Phil fixed Alan's laptop so that I can get my e-mails on that computer and have my contacts on that computer as well. And he set up the laptop so that I can now print to Alan's printer. Wireless capabilities are wonderful.
Now, it's Sunday afternoon, and I'm vegging, or recovering, or whatever you want to call it. I slept poorly because of fibromyalgia pain. I know that this BLOG is supposed to be about being vertically challenged and other difficulties of growing old, or elderly, as my granddaughter puts it, so I'm just putting that bit in to keep up with the purpose of the BLOG.
Becky cleaned up for me after dinner, even though I asked her not to, but I'm glad she did.
I thought today was supposed to be sunny and I woke up at 7 a.m. and it was as dark as could be. If the sun was to be visible, there would have been a little bit of a light, but alas it was dark. Dark. Dark. It's early afternoon and there is still no sun visible. So, another bad weather forecast.
The upcoming week is light as far as activities go. The only thing that comes to mind is a weekend with Rachel. I'll pick her up after school and then we'll being our weekend of fun. I still don't know what activities we'll work on, but I'll come up with something.
So, Sunday, the day of rest is just that. Rest. I'm resting, BLOGging, and reading e-mails.
Boring! Oh yeah, both my teams lost yesterday, and I wasn't even watching them play (very much).
ttfn
Friday, January 8, 2010
Random thoughts
It's still snowing, sort of. More like the puffs we've been having all winter until yesterday. We actually got a few inches of snow and the schools, including Cincinnati Public are all closed again today, so I guess my grandchildren are all sledding and building forts and getting their clothing all wet and all the other things kids do when it snows.
Tonight was supposed to be Jonah's birthday party -- his birthday is actually in a couple of weeks, but his bff can't come then because he'll be away with his family in warmer climes. Are there any? Warmer climes, that is? It's even cold in Florida. Not as cold, but still cold. Alan and I won't be going because the driveway hill is too icy for us to make it up to the house. Fortunately, Cyndi bought Jonah something for me to give him. His other grandmother can't come either. At least his friends will be there. I'll get over to see him before the actual date of his birthday and give him a hug. He still accepts them.
Why is it boys don't want to be hugged by their grandmothers? It could be worse. I could pinch their cheeks!
I'm not complaining about the cold. I prefer it to heat. And one can always add more clothing to get warmer. But when it's hot, and nakedness is as cool as one can get, and that's still not cool enough, well, what is one to to at that point? As a woman I know how HOT things can get -- you know those hot flash things. I still get them and they really area hot, but from within, not without. Hot flashes are not like standing in front of a campfire and getting hot, it's like the heat comes from inside and it's very, very uncomfortable. That's all I can say. So cool is better.
I seem to be getting used to the 60 degree in-house temperature. I am actually not cold any more and I'm not wearing 10 layers of clothing either. I actually have on a long skirt, a mid-length-sleeved top and heavy socks and I'm very comfy.
It's still snowing. Did I mention that? Yes. I just scanned upward and found out that I did mention that. And right now I can see the flakes coming down at a pretty good clip.
I've read almost half of the History of Runnemede book and have some more research to do on my own about the history of the folks in Runnemede whose names are very familiar to me, many of which being church members and childhood friends of mine. That should take a little bit of time.
I tried to find out more about "Suicide Hill" on-line. I was unable to find out any more about the hill that I already knew. But maybe I'm looking in the wrong places or using the wrong search engine.
I'm making chicken noodle soup for dinner tonight. I had a left over chicken carcass so I'm cooking that down and making a thick soup for dinner. I'm also going to make garlic-cheese biscuits, yum. That should do it.
Alan and I are both doing pretty well mobility wise today. I'll never understand why some days are a pleasure to be walking around in, and others are awful. Is it the amount of sleep? The amount of time staying in bed in the morning, whether I'm awake or sleep? Is it a matter of walking more and more, exercising those muscles that surround the messed up bones? I don't know.
I put away some Christmas things today. The porch lights were taken down. The piano was cleared off, and the bedroom lights were put away as well. Not much, but little by little I'll get it done, just as little by little I got it all up.
I think I'll go back to my researching.
TTFN
Tonight was supposed to be Jonah's birthday party -- his birthday is actually in a couple of weeks, but his bff can't come then because he'll be away with his family in warmer climes. Are there any? Warmer climes, that is? It's even cold in Florida. Not as cold, but still cold. Alan and I won't be going because the driveway hill is too icy for us to make it up to the house. Fortunately, Cyndi bought Jonah something for me to give him. His other grandmother can't come either. At least his friends will be there. I'll get over to see him before the actual date of his birthday and give him a hug. He still accepts them.
Why is it boys don't want to be hugged by their grandmothers? It could be worse. I could pinch their cheeks!
I'm not complaining about the cold. I prefer it to heat. And one can always add more clothing to get warmer. But when it's hot, and nakedness is as cool as one can get, and that's still not cool enough, well, what is one to to at that point? As a woman I know how HOT things can get -- you know those hot flash things. I still get them and they really area hot, but from within, not without. Hot flashes are not like standing in front of a campfire and getting hot, it's like the heat comes from inside and it's very, very uncomfortable. That's all I can say. So cool is better.
I seem to be getting used to the 60 degree in-house temperature. I am actually not cold any more and I'm not wearing 10 layers of clothing either. I actually have on a long skirt, a mid-length-sleeved top and heavy socks and I'm very comfy.
It's still snowing. Did I mention that? Yes. I just scanned upward and found out that I did mention that. And right now I can see the flakes coming down at a pretty good clip.
I've read almost half of the History of Runnemede book and have some more research to do on my own about the history of the folks in Runnemede whose names are very familiar to me, many of which being church members and childhood friends of mine. That should take a little bit of time.
I tried to find out more about "Suicide Hill" on-line. I was unable to find out any more about the hill that I already knew. But maybe I'm looking in the wrong places or using the wrong search engine.
I'm making chicken noodle soup for dinner tonight. I had a left over chicken carcass so I'm cooking that down and making a thick soup for dinner. I'm also going to make garlic-cheese biscuits, yum. That should do it.
Alan and I are both doing pretty well mobility wise today. I'll never understand why some days are a pleasure to be walking around in, and others are awful. Is it the amount of sleep? The amount of time staying in bed in the morning, whether I'm awake or sleep? Is it a matter of walking more and more, exercising those muscles that surround the messed up bones? I don't know.
I put away some Christmas things today. The porch lights were taken down. The piano was cleared off, and the bedroom lights were put away as well. Not much, but little by little I'll get it done, just as little by little I got it all up.
I think I'll go back to my researching.
TTFN
Thursday, January 7, 2010
A sledding snow
Well, the puffs have been replaced by a good, old-fashioned sledding snow. A sledding snow being one which coats the hills with enough snow that you can take more than one run without wiping out all the snow. And it is really snowing right now. Large flakes. little room between the flakes. Nice, heavy snow. I love it.
The plow has been through twice but the street is covered again. My car blends in with the snow and looks like a lump in the middle of my driveway.
Fortunately, Alan and I knew this might happen -- a good snow, that is -- and got all our errands completed yesterday, so we can just veg for a couple of days if we have to.
I really wanted to go to Hobby Lobby today since they're having a sale on all Christmas scrapbooking supplies at 80 percent off. Maybe tomorrow. A couple of my neighbors were going with me, but decided today isn't a good day to do it. Too many accidents, and the roads are generally very icy since the temperature is only 19 degrees, which is too cold for salt to work.
I look out the window again and wow is it ever coming down. I've posted a couple of pictures, but I took them before the snow became so heavy. I have to say, I'm really loving it.
I'm working again on my own computer having saved most of my files to Alan's computer. His computer works well, this one is dying. Phil told me how to save the things I really needed to save, and most of that is completed. I still haven't figured out how to save my contacts to a portable drive and get it to the other computer.
Phil and David, Becky and her family are coming on Saturday to watch the Bengals in the playoffs. We have a large-screen/flat-screen TV and cable. Those two families have neither -- TV nor cable. I'm going to fix a standing rib roast which I had intended to use at Christmas time and they can munch on that the the fixings while they watch the game. I'll set up TV trays and couple of small tables in the library (where the TV is located) and they can eat dinner and watch the game, which starts at 4:30 p.m.
Ah-ha, I see the side-walk sweepers clearing off the sidewalks. Why? I don't understand that because we're supposed to get another 3-5 inches of snow before this all ends. Maybe they know something I don't. All I can tell is that my neighbor cleared off his driveway and it's covered again. I guess 3 inches of snow is easier to get through than 6 inches.
I'm all over the place today. My mind is wandering because of what I'm reading in The History of Runnemede and the things I want to search out on the Internet so that I can put up a rather long treatise about the history of the town and try to find many of the folks that I knew when I was a child.
I'll be back later today, probably, to fill in the blanks on the snow. I'm glad the grandchildren will have something to enjoy today after school or instead of school. Beck? Enjoy the snow. Phil and Amy, I know you hate it. Just let the kids enjoy it. Now that the dryer is fixed you can just dry all their clothes after they come inside. And Cyndi? Well, I know what your children are doing. You have the best sledding hills of anyone around.
ttfn
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
We did it
We got out and about. Alan and I, that is. We went to the bread store. I went in, browsed the six shelves, bought some bread, hamburger buns, and a garlic/cheese biscuit mix, then hopped (dream on, Judi) into the car. I didn't hop, I scrunched.
We then went to the post office and Alan purchased a bunch of 2 cent stamps. We have two rolls of stamps and needed to get the lower-cost stamps so that we have enough postage to go with the stamps on the rolls. They told us there would be no rate increase this year. I'm writing out my Christmas cards now, putting the postage on them, and they'll be all ready for next Christmas' mailing. I didn't get any cards out this year. I guess you could say I'm a little behind.
Then we went to the drug store, the liquor store after that. Let me explain. We don't drink hard liquor, but we have found that a snort of whiskey a couple of times a day when you have a cold works better than Robitussin or Night-Quill and it's much, much cheaper. So we got a bottle of whiskey.
Then off we went to the optometrist. Alan needed his glasses adjusted. I ran (yeah, right) next door to the pizza store and got three small pizzas (put two in the freezer). These pizzas are the kind that you bake yourself, but they make them fresh for you in the store. Then I went next door to stock up on some Chinese lunches for me. Alan isn't overly fond of oriental cooking. Me? I can't get enough of it.
Then we came home.
I found an electric staple gun on-line for $20 and ordered it. I will then have no excuse for not recovering my dining room chairs which are grandchild stained, those stains not removable. I'll also recover a footstool I have. It will then match my new chair.
I put a load in the dryer and put away ONE box of Christmas stuff. Only one of the 20 or s0 I have to work on. I'm so not into putting my stuff away. I love seeing it. It cheers me up, so I might just leave it up until next year.
If we get snow tomorrow, won't it be nice to sit in my new living room chair with a cup of hot chocolate with my living-room Christmas lights lit up? Yes, it will.
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We then went to the post office and Alan purchased a bunch of 2 cent stamps. We have two rolls of stamps and needed to get the lower-cost stamps so that we have enough postage to go with the stamps on the rolls. They told us there would be no rate increase this year. I'm writing out my Christmas cards now, putting the postage on them, and they'll be all ready for next Christmas' mailing. I didn't get any cards out this year. I guess you could say I'm a little behind.
Then we went to the drug store, the liquor store after that. Let me explain. We don't drink hard liquor, but we have found that a snort of whiskey a couple of times a day when you have a cold works better than Robitussin or Night-Quill and it's much, much cheaper. So we got a bottle of whiskey.
Then off we went to the optometrist. Alan needed his glasses adjusted. I ran (yeah, right) next door to the pizza store and got three small pizzas (put two in the freezer). These pizzas are the kind that you bake yourself, but they make them fresh for you in the store. Then I went next door to stock up on some Chinese lunches for me. Alan isn't overly fond of oriental cooking. Me? I can't get enough of it.
Then we came home.
I found an electric staple gun on-line for $20 and ordered it. I will then have no excuse for not recovering my dining room chairs which are grandchild stained, those stains not removable. I'll also recover a footstool I have. It will then match my new chair.
I put a load in the dryer and put away ONE box of Christmas stuff. Only one of the 20 or s0 I have to work on. I'm so not into putting my stuff away. I love seeing it. It cheers me up, so I might just leave it up until next year.
If we get snow tomorrow, won't it be nice to sit in my new living room chair with a cup of hot chocolate with my living-room Christmas lights lit up? Yes, it will.
ttfn
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Snow day
Yes, it's a snow day for MOST of the schools in the area. Now, let me tell you, we didn't have an abundance of snow, just about 3/4 of an inch. Three-quarters of an inch? And the schools are closed? Well, duh! It's so cold the salt isn't working, but apparently tires do work to melt snow, which immediately freezes causing all kinds of problems, and kiddies can't be in buses where there's a probability that an accident might occur (not possibility, as that could be any time).
So, I'm looking out my window at the third day of "puffs" of snow. The roofs are white, the street is white, the car is entirely white, and the grass is buried. It's still puffing.
We are to get these "puffs" for the rest of the day and the temperature is not to get above 20 degrees, which means: snow, tires melt the snow, ice. I'm glad I can stay in most of the day.
Tonight, however, both Alan and I HAVE to get out to the annual community board election. Neither of us is running, but we need our "faves" to win, right? And if there is not a quorum (said number set in the deed of the community) present, there will be no election. I don't know what happens then. Do we have a board with only two members? Do the non-disposed members stay on until we can have a duly held election? In all the years we've been here, even for changes to the master deed, we have not had an election canceled or not enough people attending.
In fact, election night at Chardonnay is really a party night. We gather for desserts prepared by the ladies of the Chain Gang (known for two hours as The Happy Hookers). The Chain Gang are ladies who meet on Monday afternoon, every week, no matter what the weather, to crochet or knit, and gossip. I used to go "religiously. Why did I stop going? Well, Monday is my catch-up day -- I do all the things I didn't do on Saturday and Sunday, and by the time I'm finished doing all those things, it's past time for the Chain Gang. And, I just can't get out of the habit of the Monday-after clean up and put away syndrome.
So, tonight is election, and we'll see if they (1) have it; or (2) postpone it because most of the residents are over 65 and our bones are brittle and slippage and lack of balance is a common ailment for the gray-heads in our community -- of which I am chief!
That is, I'm chief slipper, and my hair is gray, well, white really.
I was thinking as I lay in bed this a.m. and radio alerted me to the school closings by saying that I should check the station's website to see if my school was closed, of how things have changed since I was a kid. And really this should be in Runnemede Remembered.
When I was a child, since I was in a community where everyone walked, including most of the teachers, we rarely had a snow day. However, as the town grew and buses were added for those children who lived outside the 2-mile radius of the school, we had more snow days, especially when I was in high school.
I recall the high school being closed and my brothers and sister having to attend school because Runnemede schools were open, but I digress. I was remembering vividly sitting in the warmth of the kitchen waiting for our school to be announced as closed. It was still dark out -- I do recall that -- so it must have been pretty early in the morning when I was listening to the old Stromberg-Carlson radio which was a feature of our kitchen. That same radio that each evening at 6:45 p.m. would blast the news to us as we finished our dinner at the kitchen table.
Mom was always very busy while we children sat glued to the radio, all ears so to speak, hoping and praying we'd have a snow day. Alas, they were infrequent and we'd have to wait until after school to go sleding or ice skating. I, who had dreams of becoming an olympic ice skater -- yes, in my dreams -- would find a place to skate as often as I could. I was certain that as soon as I learned to spin and/or skate backwards, I was olympics bound. Again, in my dreams. I don't even remember where I ice skated, but I know I did, and it was probably some place where the snow had melted and refroze into a small pond. I mean, you don't need a lot of room to practice spins.
So, on this snowy morning, I'm in my office cocoon getting ready to update Runnemede Remembered with another tale, not related to snow days.
ttfn
So, I'm looking out my window at the third day of "puffs" of snow. The roofs are white, the street is white, the car is entirely white, and the grass is buried. It's still puffing.
We are to get these "puffs" for the rest of the day and the temperature is not to get above 20 degrees, which means: snow, tires melt the snow, ice. I'm glad I can stay in most of the day.
Tonight, however, both Alan and I HAVE to get out to the annual community board election. Neither of us is running, but we need our "faves" to win, right? And if there is not a quorum (said number set in the deed of the community) present, there will be no election. I don't know what happens then. Do we have a board with only two members? Do the non-disposed members stay on until we can have a duly held election? In all the years we've been here, even for changes to the master deed, we have not had an election canceled or not enough people attending.
In fact, election night at Chardonnay is really a party night. We gather for desserts prepared by the ladies of the Chain Gang (known for two hours as The Happy Hookers). The Chain Gang are ladies who meet on Monday afternoon, every week, no matter what the weather, to crochet or knit, and gossip. I used to go "religiously. Why did I stop going? Well, Monday is my catch-up day -- I do all the things I didn't do on Saturday and Sunday, and by the time I'm finished doing all those things, it's past time for the Chain Gang. And, I just can't get out of the habit of the Monday-after clean up and put away syndrome.
So, tonight is election, and we'll see if they (1) have it; or (2) postpone it because most of the residents are over 65 and our bones are brittle and slippage and lack of balance is a common ailment for the gray-heads in our community -- of which I am chief!
That is, I'm chief slipper, and my hair is gray, well, white really.
I was thinking as I lay in bed this a.m. and radio alerted me to the school closings by saying that I should check the station's website to see if my school was closed, of how things have changed since I was a kid. And really this should be in Runnemede Remembered.
When I was a child, since I was in a community where everyone walked, including most of the teachers, we rarely had a snow day. However, as the town grew and buses were added for those children who lived outside the 2-mile radius of the school, we had more snow days, especially when I was in high school.
I recall the high school being closed and my brothers and sister having to attend school because Runnemede schools were open, but I digress. I was remembering vividly sitting in the warmth of the kitchen waiting for our school to be announced as closed. It was still dark out -- I do recall that -- so it must have been pretty early in the morning when I was listening to the old Stromberg-Carlson radio which was a feature of our kitchen. That same radio that each evening at 6:45 p.m. would blast the news to us as we finished our dinner at the kitchen table.
Mom was always very busy while we children sat glued to the radio, all ears so to speak, hoping and praying we'd have a snow day. Alas, they were infrequent and we'd have to wait until after school to go sleding or ice skating. I, who had dreams of becoming an olympic ice skater -- yes, in my dreams -- would find a place to skate as often as I could. I was certain that as soon as I learned to spin and/or skate backwards, I was olympics bound. Again, in my dreams. I don't even remember where I ice skated, but I know I did, and it was probably some place where the snow had melted and refroze into a small pond. I mean, you don't need a lot of room to practice spins.
So, on this snowy morning, I'm in my office cocoon getting ready to update Runnemede Remembered with another tale, not related to snow days.
ttfn
Monday, January 4, 2010
Maudlin
Yes, this will be maudlin.
I was laying in bed this morning trying to move my aching body and I was thinking about where we used to live -- the house in which we resided for over 25 years -- and trying to remember some of the things that happened to us as a family while we lived there.
My children grew up there. I can remember very little of what they did as children or what we did as a family, yet I know we did a lot of things as a family because we have family nights or days or something like that.
We had several dogs when we lived there, my favorite will always be Floppy, a cocker spaniel who was the sweetest dog, potty trained when we got her, and just so lovable. We had Tigger, who the kids loved, but wouldn't come when called, which, to me, was inexcusable. We had Winston, named that because as a put she looked like Winston Churchill. She was the worst dog ever. After she was spayed (how do you spell that?) she went crazy, and drove us crazy, and finally we had to put her down. We had Beagley. A beagle who was very lovable. We gave her away after a couple of years only because I couldn't handle two dogs (Floppy was still with us) and all the dog hair, messes to be cleaned up, etc., and work full time, and be a full-time mother, etc.
I am maudlin because I can recall so little of my children's respective childhoods. I hope they have memories of them. I recall two, in my mind, horrible events in the life of Becky. One was when she had the flu and she was so very sick I thought she was going to die. A friend of mine tried to cheer me up by saying that while I had birthed Becky, she was really God's, and he gave her to me for His time, not mine. Becky got better. Then there was the time she was shocked (electrically) by the stove turn-on switch. At that time we had an older stove and the turn on switch for each burner was built into the overhead fan unit. I didn't realize the unit had gone bad, and Becky was cooking. All of a sudden she looked very, very ill. Apparently when she turned on the stove (she was cooking that night) she was shocked badly.
Two events in the myriad events in my children's lives. Wow!
Maybe over the next few days, I'll force myself to remember them as children, growing into adulthood.
And yes, Becky, I do remember the wedding we had in our back yard. But, I have 200 pictures to remind me of that event.
ttfn
I was laying in bed this morning trying to move my aching body and I was thinking about where we used to live -- the house in which we resided for over 25 years -- and trying to remember some of the things that happened to us as a family while we lived there.
My children grew up there. I can remember very little of what they did as children or what we did as a family, yet I know we did a lot of things as a family because we have family nights or days or something like that.
We had several dogs when we lived there, my favorite will always be Floppy, a cocker spaniel who was the sweetest dog, potty trained when we got her, and just so lovable. We had Tigger, who the kids loved, but wouldn't come when called, which, to me, was inexcusable. We had Winston, named that because as a put she looked like Winston Churchill. She was the worst dog ever. After she was spayed (how do you spell that?) she went crazy, and drove us crazy, and finally we had to put her down. We had Beagley. A beagle who was very lovable. We gave her away after a couple of years only because I couldn't handle two dogs (Floppy was still with us) and all the dog hair, messes to be cleaned up, etc., and work full time, and be a full-time mother, etc.
I am maudlin because I can recall so little of my children's respective childhoods. I hope they have memories of them. I recall two, in my mind, horrible events in the life of Becky. One was when she had the flu and she was so very sick I thought she was going to die. A friend of mine tried to cheer me up by saying that while I had birthed Becky, she was really God's, and he gave her to me for His time, not mine. Becky got better. Then there was the time she was shocked (electrically) by the stove turn-on switch. At that time we had an older stove and the turn on switch for each burner was built into the overhead fan unit. I didn't realize the unit had gone bad, and Becky was cooking. All of a sudden she looked very, very ill. Apparently when she turned on the stove (she was cooking that night) she was shocked badly.
Two events in the myriad events in my children's lives. Wow!
Maybe over the next few days, I'll force myself to remember them as children, growing into adulthood.
And yes, Becky, I do remember the wedding we had in our back yard. But, I have 200 pictures to remind me of that event.
ttfn
Friday, January 1, 2010
Scrapbooking
Well, I'm scrapbooking again. It's been a long time since I sat down and made an album or improved on one that I had started. It's time.
I have so much paper and doo-dads sitting around that it's time I started using them. Creative Memories dropped me when we were on our cruise. They say they e-mailed me that I needed to get my order in before the end of November, but I never saw the notice, and didn't get the order in, so I was dropped. Oh, well. Alan's happy, I'm not spending money on stuff that I'll probably never use, or that I'll give away, as I usually do.
I know, though, as soon as I finish Jacks book, I'll be all out of baby things and I'll have a need to get more at full price, unless I sign up again. I doubt that I'll do that, though. While I love to get those new products as soon as they come out, and I don't have to think about placing an order for them, I don't really need them.
However, that said: The new valentine punch I HAVE to have. And some of the new papers I simply MUST get. I also need the new scrolly cutter. You'd think I'd know the proper name for these things since I was supposedly selling them, but I just always had a sample to show and then I'd look it up. Well, those days are over.
Monday night is my monthly community scrapbooking get together. I'll have it at my house. It's too cold to lug all my supplies and community supplies over to the club house. We'll have a good time, I know it.
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I have so much paper and doo-dads sitting around that it's time I started using them. Creative Memories dropped me when we were on our cruise. They say they e-mailed me that I needed to get my order in before the end of November, but I never saw the notice, and didn't get the order in, so I was dropped. Oh, well. Alan's happy, I'm not spending money on stuff that I'll probably never use, or that I'll give away, as I usually do.
I know, though, as soon as I finish Jacks book, I'll be all out of baby things and I'll have a need to get more at full price, unless I sign up again. I doubt that I'll do that, though. While I love to get those new products as soon as they come out, and I don't have to think about placing an order for them, I don't really need them.
However, that said: The new valentine punch I HAVE to have. And some of the new papers I simply MUST get. I also need the new scrolly cutter. You'd think I'd know the proper name for these things since I was supposedly selling them, but I just always had a sample to show and then I'd look it up. Well, those days are over.
Monday night is my monthly community scrapbooking get together. I'll have it at my house. It's too cold to lug all my supplies and community supplies over to the club house. We'll have a good time, I know it.
ttfn
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