Life is a series of adjustments
I had my hearing aids adjusted today. Nothing major, just a two week check up to see how I am getting along.
I told the doctor I hated them.
"Can you hear better?" she asked. I said yes.
"Do they bother your ears?" she asked. I said no.
So...what's the problem? I just don't like the daily reminder that I am getting old.
What's next to go? Vision?? Memory?? Touch?? Smell?? Actually, some of those may already be gone. I would say I still smell, but some of you (Doug) will take that the wrong way.
Another reminder. I used to be able to cut my toe nails. No problem. Now, I can't seem to bend past my waist.
So now we get pedicures.
The feet actually feel pretty darn good right now.
Maybe I should get the rest of me massaged!
Happy dreams to you all.
Wednesday, November 14, 2018
Tuesday, November 13, 2018
oh, gheez
What we have here, is a failure to notice
I finally found a pair of shoes I like.
I have looked in stores but not found exactly what I like. I went on line and poured over dozens of sites and hundreds of shoes.
I kept coming back to one particular shoe.
After days of agonizing, looking, re-looking, checking the reviews, I placed an order.
Got the shoes. I hate them. There is a zipper up one side! Now, in all the times I looked at that shoe on line, don't you think I would have noticed the zipper?
Criminy Pete, pops. Get in the game.
Lest you think I am picky, let me explain. I have orthopedic inserts and I have to wear a wide shoe for the inserts to fit. Finding a wide shoe in a style I like is not easy.
I did find some that I really liked, but they were almost $300 a pair! I did not win the lottery, so those are out. And yes, I really liked them....except for the price.
I found another shoe I liked but for some reason, the $109 shoe in my size is $179......and the 40 percent off offer the website advertises is for "select styles and sizes," which to me means any style and size I select won't be on sale.
How did I solve my dilemma? I played solitaire for an hour. An hour.
It's like an addiction. I go weeks without it being a problem and then BAM! I play for hours at a time.
Now it's time to rest my weary bones......peace to all, and to all a good night.
And thanks to all who commented on my page or Emily's page about Dita. We do appreciate it.
I finally found a pair of shoes I like.
I have looked in stores but not found exactly what I like. I went on line and poured over dozens of sites and hundreds of shoes.
I kept coming back to one particular shoe.
After days of agonizing, looking, re-looking, checking the reviews, I placed an order.
Got the shoes. I hate them. There is a zipper up one side! Now, in all the times I looked at that shoe on line, don't you think I would have noticed the zipper?
Criminy Pete, pops. Get in the game.
Lest you think I am picky, let me explain. I have orthopedic inserts and I have to wear a wide shoe for the inserts to fit. Finding a wide shoe in a style I like is not easy.
I did find some that I really liked, but they were almost $300 a pair! I did not win the lottery, so those are out. And yes, I really liked them....except for the price.
I found another shoe I liked but for some reason, the $109 shoe in my size is $179......and the 40 percent off offer the website advertises is for "select styles and sizes," which to me means any style and size I select won't be on sale.
How did I solve my dilemma? I played solitaire for an hour. An hour.
It's like an addiction. I go weeks without it being a problem and then BAM! I play for hours at a time.
Now it's time to rest my weary bones......peace to all, and to all a good night.
And thanks to all who commented on my page or Emily's page about Dita. We do appreciate it.
Monday, November 12, 2018
not much
Kind of a quiet night
Had a long day today. I had to take Dita, Emily and John's sick dog, to the vet again.
She was bleeding internally and there was nothing that could be done. So I stayed by her side as she crossed over the rainbow.
It's the worst moment in a pet owner's life.
But at least she is not suffering....you could tell she was in pain.
The sadness was off set by the happiness of having our young friend Sam visit us after school.
I even got to pick her up!
We played blocks, and I enjoy that. But I realize the day will come when she no longer wants to play on the floor. She'll be driving before you know it.
Funny....I will be in my 80s when that happens!
I also visited third graders at Steward School and handed out dictionaries as part of a Rotary project. Nice bunch of boys and girls.
Vet my heart aches for Emily and John. I know they love those dogs so much.
Good night....sleep tight Hug your pets. And your children.
Had a long day today. I had to take Dita, Emily and John's sick dog, to the vet again.
She was bleeding internally and there was nothing that could be done. So I stayed by her side as she crossed over the rainbow.
It's the worst moment in a pet owner's life.
But at least she is not suffering....you could tell she was in pain.
The sadness was off set by the happiness of having our young friend Sam visit us after school.
I even got to pick her up!
We played blocks, and I enjoy that. But I realize the day will come when she no longer wants to play on the floor. She'll be driving before you know it.
Funny....I will be in my 80s when that happens!
I also visited third graders at Steward School and handed out dictionaries as part of a Rotary project. Nice bunch of boys and girls.
Vet my heart aches for Emily and John. I know they love those dogs so much.
Good night....sleep tight Hug your pets. And your children.
Sunday, November 11, 2018
ooops.....wrong turn
Today started out fine
But then the alarm went off at 7:30 and it all seemed to go south from there.
And I don't mean south, where it is warm, palm trees are gently swaying in the wind, and a certain mouse is greeting people.
I mean south as in..... well, here's my tale.
Emily texted me about 7:30. They were going away, but one of the dogs seemed to have a bathroom issue. I was asked to take her to the vet either today or tomorrow.
I made the decision to take her to the emergency vet in Rockford after church.
Usually we go to Aurora, but with the construction on I-88 the drive can be intolerably long.
So off to Rockford I went.
I noticed Dita, dog in question, peed bright red before getting in the vehicle.
She did it again at the clinic. Again when she was walked by a tech, hoping to get a urine sample.
I feared the worst.
But all ended up ok. She has a bladder infection. A shot and some antibiotics should have her back to normal in a couple of days.
It was a busy place. At least one family left in tears, without their dog. Another couple were having a discussion about the cost of pet care, plus food, plus vet bills, and why do we even have a dog when I have trouble paying for the truck. Her reply was because it's my dog and your truck. Discussion ended at that point.
Another family was in to visit a dog that has been there a couple of days and won't go home until tomorrow. Another dog ate a packet of something and was sick. They were calling pet poison control to see if the contents were toxic.
I left with Dita feeling relieved and happy.
She will be ok, the Bears won, and I got to see a beautiful sunset.
See?
“Day is done, Gone the sun,
From the lake, From the hill,
From the sky.
All is well, Safely rest,
God is nigh.”
Happy Veterans' Day....a belated thank you for your service.
But then the alarm went off at 7:30 and it all seemed to go south from there.
And I don't mean south, where it is warm, palm trees are gently swaying in the wind, and a certain mouse is greeting people.
I mean south as in..... well, here's my tale.
Emily texted me about 7:30. They were going away, but one of the dogs seemed to have a bathroom issue. I was asked to take her to the vet either today or tomorrow.
I made the decision to take her to the emergency vet in Rockford after church.
Usually we go to Aurora, but with the construction on I-88 the drive can be intolerably long.
So off to Rockford I went.
I noticed Dita, dog in question, peed bright red before getting in the vehicle.
She did it again at the clinic. Again when she was walked by a tech, hoping to get a urine sample.
I feared the worst.
But all ended up ok. She has a bladder infection. A shot and some antibiotics should have her back to normal in a couple of days.
It was a busy place. At least one family left in tears, without their dog. Another couple were having a discussion about the cost of pet care, plus food, plus vet bills, and why do we even have a dog when I have trouble paying for the truck. Her reply was because it's my dog and your truck. Discussion ended at that point.
Another family was in to visit a dog that has been there a couple of days and won't go home until tomorrow. Another dog ate a packet of something and was sick. They were calling pet poison control to see if the contents were toxic.
I left with Dita feeling relieved and happy.
She will be ok, the Bears won, and I got to see a beautiful sunset.
See?
“Day is done, Gone the sun,
From the lake, From the hill,
From the sky.
All is well, Safely rest,
God is nigh.”
Happy Veterans' Day....a belated thank you for your service.
Saturday, November 10, 2018
A day in the life....
I love the Beatles
I love listening to them in the car.
Which has nothing to do with my little homily today. OK, homily is to exact a word. Discourse.
I went to buy apples.
You may know we had this:
There was about 3 inches. I liked the pattern my lawn mowing left.
Anyway, that's a digression.
I went to buy apples in Malta. They are almost done for the season. I figured I better get some apples, and caramel apples, and doughnuts, and cider.
This is what I came across:
I know!! A partially snow covered road! It's not even mid November, but the gales of November were early! Notice there is no vegetation along this part of the road, but where there is vegetation, no snow. Coincidence? Or Conspiracy??
But wait, that is not all. When I was leaving the apple place, this was parked next to me.
One of the heads appears to be severed!
This person took the 'better get ahead" philosophy too strongly.
Just another day in the life.
Good night, sweet dreams.
I love listening to them in the car.
Which has nothing to do with my little homily today. OK, homily is to exact a word. Discourse.
I went to buy apples.
You may know we had this:
There was about 3 inches. I liked the pattern my lawn mowing left.
Anyway, that's a digression.
I went to buy apples in Malta. They are almost done for the season. I figured I better get some apples, and caramel apples, and doughnuts, and cider.
This is what I came across:
I know!! A partially snow covered road! It's not even mid November, but the gales of November were early! Notice there is no vegetation along this part of the road, but where there is vegetation, no snow. Coincidence? Or Conspiracy??
But wait, that is not all. When I was leaving the apple place, this was parked next to me.
One of the heads appears to be severed!
This person took the 'better get ahead" philosophy too strongly.
Just another day in the life.
Good night, sweet dreams.
Friday, November 9, 2018
who you?
Add names to my can't keep straight list
Saw an old friend last week and said, "Sandy, how are you doing." She said, "Fine. I'm Helen."
I knew she was Helen! I have called her Helen every tine I see her. I know her daughter got married on a beach in the Caribbean, her husband passed away a year ago, and she used to volunteer on Fridays but she went to work and had to move her volunteer day to Thursday.
But I called her Sandy.
I only know one Sandy, and I went to grade school and high school with her! That was a while ago.
Is it a disease? A mental conditon? Laziness??
I forget names, reverse numbers, and lately if there are four similar products on the shelf, I can't find the right one!
Damn, aging is not fun.
So, if I called you the wrong name within the past week, and I know I did one person because I called him by his brother's name, even though I knew he was not his brother, I apologize.
Life would be so much easier for me if everyone was named George and Martha.
But somehow I think I would mess that up too.
Maybe sleep will improve my ability to distinguish between people.
But I doubt that too.
By the way, as I write this it is 17 degrees. 17. Nov. 9. Could be a long winter.
Time for the winter blanket. Nov. 9!!!!
Saw an old friend last week and said, "Sandy, how are you doing." She said, "Fine. I'm Helen."
I knew she was Helen! I have called her Helen every tine I see her. I know her daughter got married on a beach in the Caribbean, her husband passed away a year ago, and she used to volunteer on Fridays but she went to work and had to move her volunteer day to Thursday.
But I called her Sandy.
I only know one Sandy, and I went to grade school and high school with her! That was a while ago.
Is it a disease? A mental conditon? Laziness??
I forget names, reverse numbers, and lately if there are four similar products on the shelf, I can't find the right one!
Damn, aging is not fun.
So, if I called you the wrong name within the past week, and I know I did one person because I called him by his brother's name, even though I knew he was not his brother, I apologize.
Life would be so much easier for me if everyone was named George and Martha.
But somehow I think I would mess that up too.
Maybe sleep will improve my ability to distinguish between people.
But I doubt that too.
By the way, as I write this it is 17 degrees. 17. Nov. 9. Could be a long winter.
Time for the winter blanket. Nov. 9!!!!
Thursday, November 8, 2018
so close.......
I was so close to tossing tiles tonight
I hope you liked the alliteration. It's a talent.
I almost threw these out:
I hope you liked the alliteration. It's a talent.
I almost threw these out:
I think they could be used for a craft project, but I am not talented enough to come up with how. And you could use it for a small floor.
Anyway, next week they go....so if you want them, let me know.
I go through boxes and find stuff to not get rid of.
For instance, this moose:
Tacky? A little.
By the way, it is a creamer. Pour the milk into the back and the milk comes out its nose.
Tacky.
But my cousin Sally gave it to me years ago. Cancer claimed her about 4 years ago and every time I see this tacky moose, I remember her smile and her laugh.
I can't get rid of it.
Yes, I am a sentimental old fool.
Always have been always will be.
Stop over some time and I'll make coffee....and we can use the moose.
Peace and happy dreams.
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