The Fun Two's

An overheard conversation between two year old cousins. 

Chloe going on a bike ride. 

Leah had an accident with a door and cut her forehead open,  she had to have stitches in it. Her cousin, Chloe, asked her if she went to the doctor.
Leah said, "I went to the emergency room, AND I saw the doctor." 

My World

Who moves your stuff around when you live alone? I had two important pieces of mail last week and they disappeared off this earth. I didn’t touch them so where are they? At least they weren’t that important. One was a reminder to get my drivers licenses renewed.  I think I can remember that one. The other one was a notice to have my car tabs renewed. They are not due until September so why remind me two months early. I guess they must have heard about me, they know I’m slow. After spending hours looking for the letter, I finally thought I might have the receipt from last year. Problem solved, it only took a minute to find it. It has the VIN number and all that vital stuff I need to know to get it renewed. 

Here are some random pictures. 

This is my oldest great grand, taken a few years back. I think this
is Ponderosa Lake in Idaho. His name is Anthony.

Just because I like sunsets.

A cute little girl eating a green ice cream cone.
Her name is Chloe, and she is another great grand.

I like to shock my family with these ancient pictures of them.  Karen, Dennis and Katie.

Watch the Tree Eater

I mentioned in a blog a few days ago that my watch no longer worked and I was shopping for a new one. 
I have looked in several stores and couldn’t find one that suited me. Yesterday I was rummaging through a dresser drawer for something, and imagine my surprise when I found a box and when I opened it, it had  four perfectly good watches in it. They need  new batteries. I sold watches on Ebay at one time. The bottom fell out of that business venture and I had these watches left over so I stuck them in a drawer. Isn’t that what drawers are for? I took one over to Shopko and got a new battery and it works fine. I have a lifetime supply of watches on hand. If you considered my age, that wouldn’t  be much of a fabulous happening, but I won’t go into that. 


I also told you and showed pictures of the tree that fell on the neighbors house. I have updated pictures.  Life is getting dull here in blog land. This is also cutting into my valuable nap time.  

This is my new watch. This one is Freestyle Tabu. I still  had the picture of it.
And if I wear something that doesn't go with blue, do you think I care?

Not much damage if any. My tree is looking pathetic.  

The men are feeding the tree to the hungry tree eater.

Trees and Groceries

There comes a time when you have nothing left to eat, and you go to the store. I thought Sunday morning would be a perfect time to go to Walmart. I was sure it would be nice and quiet over there. I assumed I was the only person that doesn't go to church, well evidently I am not the only one that doesn’t attend church on Sunday Morning.  Everybody and their uncle attend Walmart on Sunday morning. It was a testing of the nerves to weave in and around people trying to find what I wanted. Some folks block a whole aisle so they can have a chitchat conference with their next door neighbor. Those are not my favorite people. When you've spent your last nerve and try to leave it gets even more challenging.  I try to choose the aisle with the least people. I have over twenty items and I need to use one of the slow ones. It doesn't matter which one I choose, the pause button always get pressed. So you stand in the paused line so long, you get acquainted with the folks behind you and the ones in front of you. Finally I get through the line and come home. When I pull into my driveway, wow ! there had been a disaster.
My next door neighbor had the tree in their front yard split and a huge limb fell onto the front of their house. It must have happened last night and I didn’t notice when I backed out of my driveway to leave. The part that hit their house was the smaller branches so maybe it didn’t do any damage or not much anyway.  I just now talked to a neighbor’s and she said the wind blew really hard last night and it rained. I slept through that event.  That is one of the reasons I had a huge blue spruce taken out of my yard a few years ago. The trimming guys said if you do not keep the small branches trimmed out of the top of those spruce trees and you get hard winds, the wind can’t blow trough the tree it will easily blow one of those spruce trees over. Not only that, but the grass can’t grow under it very well and it shed a ton of needles that need to be raked out every year. 
This is how my exciting day has gone so far. 

Life is like a beat up mailbox

It’s been one of those nights, been awake since 2:45.  I may as well get up and pretend it’s time to rise.  Of course this always happens when I have an early morning appointment.  I think it’s called Murphy’s Law.

Since I’m on the subject of time, I have noticed many people don’t wear watches anymore. My watch stopped working a few weeks ago, and I have not replaced it yet.  When I was getting my hair done I noticed they didn’t have a clock in their shop and none of the stylist’s had on a watch so I asked how the girls know when their shift is over since nobody wears a watch and they have no clock. She told me the clock is on the computer. Others use their phones for the time. Nobody wears the time on their arm anymore. I’m old fashioned. I’m still going to buy a watch. I’m getting tired of looking at my bare arm. Habits are hard to break. 

My goodness it’s now 4 o’clock, and time to get up. In my case it’s time to go back to bed and try again. 

I even get emails at this hour. From an insurance company, don’t they ever sleep?

My mail box has taken another beating. Yesterday I noticed it has a big dent on the other side of it. What is with people, why do they want to beat up someone’s mailbox?

This is all she wrote.   

Another Day

It’s just another day in the life of a hermit. I wasn’t a hermit today, I had to get my six month shot. Next week I get my shot in the eyeball. I also get my every other week shot.  I feel like a pincushion. I like to gripe a lot, but if it weren’t for these shots I would be in sad shape. I would be too tired to move out of my tracks, and probably have a broken bone by now and unable to see. Blind, weary and in a cast. I think I like the shots better. Getting old isn’t much fun. The alternative is even less exciting. 
Today the Shot/Bone doctor was amazed at my 41-pound weight loss. I was too because when they weighed me six months ago, I didn’t look at the read out because I didn’t want to know. I weighed more than I thought I did. All the doctors are shocked at the weight loss and act like they think I’m the only person that ever lost any weight. I tell them I’ve been dieting. They don’t settle for that, they want to know what I eat. 
We had a sad event happen this week. We lost one of our family dog's, Sadie. She lived for 14 years so she had a long happy life.
She belonged to my granddaughter and her son's. The great grandson's dog. 
Here are a couple pictures taken a few years ago. 

This is me and Sadie is on my lap. She loved me and I loved her. She thought she was my baby. 

We are smiling for the camera.

The Good, Bad and Ugly

After you’ve been fat for a long time, and start losing weight, there is no greater feeling than baggy pants. It just does something for you! It makes your day!  The shirts start hanging off your shoulder and you look in the mirror and say, “Wow! I like this look.” It’s the reward for the accomplishment. 
Oh well, on to more serious matters.  Today our newspaper reported that Yakima, our little city, is the fifth out of our nation for car thefts. I have no problem believing that one. I’ve had two family members that have had their cars stolen, and another with a motorcycle stolen . It happened a few years ago, but my son had his car (Honda, thieves favorite) stolen out of his driveway in the early hours of the morning. It was driven out on the highway and rolled and totally totaled. It also cost him towing charges. One of the men involved was hospitalized, but of course there was no restitution for the owner.  
My granddaughter’s husband had his car stolen once several years ago. It was found later without too much damage. My great-grandson had his motorcycle stolen. It was found and some damage had been done to the wiring, but luckily they were not smart enough to get it started.
Oh well, on to more funnier matters. 

Pet Peeves

Not much is going on in the slow lane, just the usual. I had to go to the grocery store and stock up on more twigs and that sort of thing for the diet. 
The main thing on my list was orange’s and I came home without them. It seems my senior moments are getting closer together. 
Now my house is beginning to act up. Yesterday I tried to open the front door of my house. I was on the inside and I couldn’t unlock the door.  I’ve heard of being locked out of the house, but now I’m locked in the house. There was no rhyme or reason for it that I could think of.  I just gave up for awhile and when I finally tried it again it came open. It’s enough to drive you nuts. 


The last time I was at the park, I talked with a lady that was walking her dog.  She said she had been trimming her vines and the dog was chewing on a leaf. She didn’t think anything of it, but later the dog started getting really sick, so she took him to the Vet. The leaf the dog chewed on was a Morning Glory leaf and they are very toxic to dogs. Just thought I’d throw that in.