Thursday, October 30, 2008
Routines are hard to break. You get in the habit of doing something and when you stop......................................well there you have it: a mess.
Fall has its routine. The leaves change color; it gets colder; it gets darker earlier; sweaters come out; the leaves fall;you get out the rake. Voila!
I have a routine with this blog. I depend on my cousin Margaret to read it and comment and when she doesn't, I get worried.
She is my contact with my true self and I feel lost without her.
Sorry, Cuz, but you put yourself in this and you are pretty much the only person who comments. When you don't, I miss you. It's like missing a phone call only this means more. Mom always said she would rather have a letter than a phone call any day because you could always refer back to the letter. I just forget phone calls after a while.
I called Marg today both on her cell and on her home phone but she was out so you see, I missed
her three times. Margaretta, you are messing me up.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Elinor says he is a blessing. Sometimes I am not so sure. Sometimes we don't get along too well but today was okay. I got a call this morning from my niece, Maureen, saying Sam was at the child care and he wasn't feeling well. Would I go and pick him up and let him stay at our house until she could pick him up at 4:30pm?
What can I say? When your niece needs help, you do it. I had to take Cashew to the Vet this morning ( just a check up) so I said I would pick Sam up after that.
I stopped over at the child care place and picked up a subduded(sp) and took him home. Elinor had a doctor's appointment today so I was on my own. We got a movie(Indiana Jones #3) and we watched that for a while. After some juice and a sandwich, we watched Superman. Sam began to feel better and we had a fun afternoon with him hiding and popping out and scaring me. He likes to scare. He was really sweet today and I admit I enjoyed myself. I admit also that I was glad when we took him home. I can be scared just soooooo much. What a kid! A blessing indeed.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Things don't look so hot in this country right now. Everyone is a little scared. The stock market is like a yoyo(no, not the fabric kind), prices are high, buying is down, jobs are on the line. The election is only 8 days away but what then? We will still have three more months of President Bush. I am trying to be respectful but it is hard. I don't know what is down the road.
I remember when I was going to my shrink(JJ) and he said "Picture yourself 5 years down the road. What do you see?" I never could. I really couldn't see myself in the future and I still can't.
I don't expect either candidate to pull a miracle out of his hat and solve this situation right away but I pray that they both have some plans that they can start up with ASAP. I have been watching the series THE WEST WING lately. What an amazing show. They certainly made mistakes in the first two seasons. I am on season 3 right now. I really like the characters. I believe in them. I hope I can believe in whoever we elect in 8 days. We could all use a little light now.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
This fiesty little guy is Cooper. He is the noisiest dog I have ever met but I like him. He lives across the street with his masters, Todd and Kathy. They are both very nice so it amuses me about this dog who is sooooo fiesty. Cooper barks from the moment he is out til they take him back in. He doesn't bite. He just barks and hurumphs. You know, when the dog goes "rumphs" and snorts. It is very funny. I know Coop likes me because he lets me pat him and scratch his ears but he still barks and hurumphs.
Way to go, Coop!
Fall memories are coming back at this time. Mainly because it is fall and it is the time of football. When I was growing up, my parents would go to a football game with friends. I was never invited so I can't say that they enjoyed it but they did enjoy the fun of being with their friends.
I went to a football game yesterday. It was a different kind of football. It was flag football. My great nephew, Thomas Fox, was playing. Thomas is the guy in the red hat. He plays quarterback sometimes and defense the rest of the time. The object is not to tackle your opponent but to snatch his flag(or the red streamers dangling from his waist). It is suppose to be a gentler type of football but lately, some people have gotten hurt. Another great nephew of mine, my pen pal, Caleb Meurer, broke his leg. In another freak accident, a child was killed when a football hit him in the throat and crushed his windpipe. So much for gentler but in most cases, the game is just fun. Thomas is good at flag football. He has snatched a number of flags and he had a real good run yesterday. I think his team actually won but they don't really keep score. The man watching is my nephew, Christian, and I was really glad to see him out there. My parents very rarely came to my games and that always bothered me so I was delighted to see both Christian and Maureen with little brother, Sam, giving Thomas support. It was a really nice morning. Rah, rah!
Friday, October 24, 2008
I amazed myself again. Two days in a row. This picture is from a file that I had lost a year ago in my computer. I didn't know how to retrieve it and now, here it is. I have it back and the pictures are there and it is soooooooo cool. They are like lost old friends that I am meeting again after a long absence. Welcome back, gang!!!!!!!!!
Yesterday, I managed to fix my VCR. Elinor and I have two of these machines and the one that was downstairs was not functioning right. The DVD part was busted. The VCR part still worked so I suggested we move the one upstairs to the downstairs so we could both enjoy the DVDs. My nephew, John Fox was kind enough to move them for me, He hitched up the upstairs one just fine but the downstairs one wouldn't work. I asked his father, Christian, to come over but he didn't and I was
getting frustrated so I got the instructions and tried to figure it out for myself. I am lousy at reading instructions. I looked at the machine and checked the connections and found that the machine hadn't been plugged in. I called over to the Fox house to see if I could get some help because I couldn't reach the plug. Thomas answered and he came and plugged it in. The machine still didn't work. I thanked Thomas and drove him home and then I came back and looked at the VCR. I decided to change the connections around just on the chance that maybe John had connected them incorrectly and low and behold he had. The machine NOW WORKS!!!!!!!!! Yea ME!!!!!!! So twice I felt helpless and twice I found I wasn't.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
It is hard to believe that I have almost been here a whole year. It is actually beginning to feel like home but I still miss things back in Virginia. The softball season is winding down. The bats are cold in the morning. The Golden Girls are gearing up for their elections same as the rest of the country. I will be missing my favorite party: The Turgeon Halloween Party. Nobody gives a Halloween party like Donna and Ken. Although the mountains here are incredibly beautiful, I miss the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia." Country Roads ...take me home" Although John Denver wrote West Virginia, he was referring to Western Virginia and the Shenandoah Valley. They have more little fairs and festivals there then here. I miss that too. Immanaul Bible Church will
be starting to get ready for their Christmas Pagent and I will miss that too.
I guess it is good to miss some things so that we appreciate them more. How far I have come.
Monday, October 20, 2008
I never thought I would ever say this but I actually find the idea of the movie "W" offensive. I haven't seen it and I don't want to. As much as I dislike George Bush, I don't like the idea of making a movie that makes fun of him. He is our President, the leader of our country, and it makes us look bad. I find it in very bad taste.
After all, we elected him(boy does that upset me) but it was our election. It is a matter of respect. He stepped up to the plate which is more than most. Right or wrong, he deserves our respect( and yes, I did choke on that).
I am ashamed of myself for my disrespectful comments in the past. I will endeavor to avoid making them in the future. I may not agree with some people politically but it takes courage for them to run and take the time to serve. Most of our elected officials are good people who truely believe in serving our country. Oh yeah, there are those who have been greedy and deceitful but on the whole, we have been amazingly lucky.
Ollie Stone, you are entitled to your opinion but I don't have to contribute to your pocketbook. No "W" for me.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Another weird thing. Why is it that when this cat runs upstairs, she feels the need to stop and stretch with her butt in my face.
It is not that she doesn't have a cute little butt but must I always get this view of her?........every time?.........every day? Is she trying to tell me something? Is this an insult? Should I feel offended?
This is what happens when you have too much time to think and you let your mind wander into some very strange areas. I don't know about me sometimes.
Sometimes I have the strangest thoughts. On Monday of this week, Elinor asked me to take something to be mailed. I hopped in the van and drove to the Post Office. It was only three o'clock so I didn't expect any problems. Imagine my surprise when I got there and the Post Office was not open. I said "what is this?" Did someone decide that they all could leave early? NO..........it was Columbus Day. I had forgotten all about it. We don't really celebrate it very much any more. During my last two jobs, I never got the day off so I just don't think about it anymore. Why do we have this "holiday"? After all, technically, old Chris didn't discover the US of A. He discovered the Caribbean. And he wasn't such a great guy anyway........at least the natives didn't think so. So what is the big deal? Maybe we should celebrate Leif Ericsen or Erik the Red or whoever it was who landed in Labrador. Didn't they arrive before Columbus? Let's change this holiday and really celebrate it. I'm ready for a party....how about you?
By the by, if I had just looked at my trusty calender, I would have seen that it was Columbus Day. Dumb!!!!!!!!
Friday, October 10, 2008
While standing in line at Safeway today, our checker was talking about Maine. She mentioned that she was from Fairfield which is also where my Grandfather Totman was from. I mentioned that he went to the University of Maine and was actually in the room when the Maine Stein Song was introduced.
I can remember learning that song and singing it to him. How he enjoyed it.
This was the time of year he enjoyed best. He would travel east and Mom would drive him up to Maine to see the folliage. Mom use to say that this was her one claim to fame in her father's eyes. She was a good driver.
It is funny how the words come back....
"Fill your steins to dear old Maine. Shout till the rafters ring. Stand and drink a toast once again. Let every loyal Maine man sing. Drink to all the happy hours. Drink to the careless days. Drink to Maine our alma mater. The college of our hearts always."
You know when you have said something silly and you want everyone to know you didn't really mean it.......you do a little dance and say..TA DA?
Well this is not that. What I said in my blog I meant. It is the way I felt on that day and that is what this blog is for........to air my hopes and my fears.
However, today is a new day and the fears have subsided. I feel a little better about myself. The world hasn't changed. We are still in a crisis financially but we will get through this. I agree with my sister that we need to all pull together. There is safety in numbers sometimes and this is one of those times.
So, with a deep breath, and a little hope in my heart, I am off to Curves.........Ta Da!!!!!!!
I forgot someone yesterday and I shouldn't have. It was my Aunt Pat's Birthday and she turned 86(I think). How sad my life would have been without this dear lady in it. For one thing, I wouldn't have had my favorite cousin to set me straight and help clear my head. I wouldn't have had a pal to go to museums, take trips with and just get a much need hug.
Pat always had a contagous curiosity about the world and she passed it on to those around her. She has always been a joy even now as she ages.
Her memory is gone. She is very fragile. She falls asleep at the drop of a hat but then she smiles and I remember with joy her special love. I thank
God for bringing this wonderful person into my life. I wish her well as she prepares for her next trip down the road. Lots of love from Maroofoo.
Monday, October 6, 2008
I know I am a nice person and there are people who love me but the reality of the situation is that there is not much there. Elinor and I are having a financial crisis. Her business has gone down this year and the money isn't coming in.
I am not much help since I don't work. I can't stand for long and I can't sit for long so there is not much I can do. I am not qualified for anything really. It has nothing to do with my personality. I just have no marketable talents.
To say I feel useless is putting it mildly. I have no insurance, I am overweight, and I am a lousy housekeeper. I don't cook well. I don't see any light at the end of this tunnel. I am not suicidal.....don't send up flares but I don't quite know what to do with me. I want to be of help but I feel like I am drowning myself and I don't want to drown Elinor too. I have always been taken care of. My folks left me money and I never really thought about what would happen if that money disappeared. Well , now it might. I am a coward just like my Mom. I know God loves me but I'm damned if I can figure out what He sees. I know I am just writing from fear and I know I will hear a mouthful from my cousin because she is one of the few who reads this blog and always answers me. I know there are many who are worse off than I am and I am just feeling sorry for myself. That is one thing I am good at but it isn't marketable. Reality sucks.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens, Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, Oh abide with me.
This is one of my favorite hymns and for some reason has been dancing around in my head quite alot recently. I am not sure why but it has been kind of nice. There is comfort in the tune and the words. God is always there and I am not alone. No matter what happens, no matter how bad things may seem, God is always there........always with me.
What a nice thought.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
You really wouldn't think it but this is a tough cat. I was down in the basement yesterday when I suddenly heard this screech and yowl. I looked all over but couldn't find anything. I checked out in the garage but nothing. Then later I was backing out of the driveway when I looked at the living room window. It seems we had left it open and there seemed to be something wrong with the screen.
When I came inside, I went to the living room to get a closer look at the screen and low and behold, it was half out of the frame. Something had torn it and pulled it out. My guess is that one of the feral cats came and said something to Ms Cashew and she was offended or she offended the cat that came by. Whatever, the screen is definately demolished. You can never tell about some people or some cats. And she looks so sweet.........humph..............I don't know...............................................maybe.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
"Spring is the time for young romance. That's all we see and hear. But I'd rather take a chance on love in the fall of the year.
Roses and robins, for-get-me-nots are lovely when they appear but I'll just keep my cozy thoughts on love in the fall of the year."
These were the words to a song my Mom wrote with her second husband, Kenneth Walton, back before they were married in 1964. I love this song because my Mom use to sing it with such joy. I am thinking about that today because yesterday I received an e-mail from my cousin, Margaret, announcing the engagement of her lovely daughter, Carole, to a great guy named Brian Allison. It is an announcement that I rejoice in because I know Carole and I know Brian and they fit together. Carole is a wonderful girl and seeing her this happy is absolutely fantastic. My Mom would be so happy for her and she would love to share her song with Carole. I wish her
grandmother was really aware of this joy as well but I am afraid that is not possible anymore. I don't think it will really register with Pat anymore but no matter, it registers with the rest of us.
"Tender young love is very nice but I want to make it clear....I'll take my love with a DASH of spice that comes in the fall of the year." You go , Carole and Brian. Best to you both and Julia too.(Julia is Brian's delightful daughter).