Saturday of avoiding school work

Welcome to the ramblings of a frozen chicken. 

Metaphorically speaking. 

As you already know: The hot water heat is on the fritz; probably sprung a leak Thursday, which is the cause for the rattling pipes from Hell, to awaken me in the middle of the night. 
It's not too awful cold here tonight, in the mid part of spring. Last night was 27 tonight in the 30's. 
I put the foam along the bottom of the garage door to keep out the draft, turned the thermostat down to 63 (to keep the pump from kicking on) and now the kitchen thermometer is registering 68 with the water boiling on the stove. 

The back bedrooms are colder, of course.  
And I have plenty of quilts and, of course, the cat, if she is still talking to me (after I let the stray sit on the window ledge in the sunshine this afternoon - they had quite a conversation when Calico woke up from her nap in the chair and realized she could see a stray cat on her ledge.) 


I heard from Jean B. who is having her house repaired and discovered she needs her roof repaired also.  Jean has been in the ER at Ruby for pain this past week - diagnosed with a UTI and sent home.  I guess we should not and cannot ignore real pain.


I heard from Leah who is getting a short length of hair on her head. Some color, not much length to see if it is straight or curly. She is driving a little. Mindy has been hit hard by this "flu bug" that has most of the people throwing up their toenails and fever and aching. Everyone at Mindy's has had the flu. Now Leah has the sniffles, but she is awaiting spring so she can walk up the hill to Mindy's house and she is still taking her Phys therapy regularly. We are still planning a trip to the south to see Rob in the first week of June


Sunshine indicates I should have a professional facial. (fat chance) Got the tweezers and did it myself. I know tmi. I saw a co-worker who is about my age wearing skinny jeans on Friday. She looked like a teenager. I, on the other hand, look like Jabba the Hut. And so goes my life: It is what it is. Cannot change that instantly, if ever. 

Something I stole from a Facebook post.

I got the clipping from Joy about Tracy's "interview" in the Dominion Post.  The link is on her blog, if you care to read the article. Such a pretty daughter and such a nice write up. I'm still rereading my letters from Trisha (and Susie.) Trisha's photos are super cool Hope she keeps up the challenge. I got the wedding invitation from Amanda and Todd. It is beautiful and unique. I saw the place to RSVP and I will.


Now, I am going to the basement to check on the laundry. Life here is not exciting and sometimes not even interesting.
But "any day you are above ground is a good day".

Another bea-u-ti-ful Saturday in WV

Hey Everybody, the sun has set again this evening.  
          We had a little wind this afternoon, but nothing was disturbed for long.  This entry is just an FYI for you'all. The laundry is almost finished; the bedroom has been swept and dusted [score #1 for me ;-)] the house has been "aired out" now the windows are shut again and the cold air remains - even more than the usual cold after sundown. 
           Seems like this is a Saturday night in Toledo, Ohio that I heard about somewhere...John Denver...
           I spent Friday in meetings at the Bridgeport Conference Center - where we were treated very well by the Government. Food was excellent and the lessons were relevant: WV Geocaching and ArcGIS lessons . I wish I could say I got it all right here in my "butt" as the joke goes, but it was too much for me at the time and I will need a lot of time to figure it out.
     Since no one but family reads this blog, I'll give a shout out to the cookie maker - those big cookies looked really enticing, and to the photographer - I love those every day smile photos - keep up the good work, ladies!
       National Treasure 2 is on now - I'm going to go back to grading papers (beginning to grade papers) and enjoy the views of Mt. Rushmore (glad to say Dad and I saw it together.)
         I got your card. I love the sentiment and the stickers and, of course, the photos!!!! What a surprise.  Hope to see you soon, both of you. Love, your Mom.

I borrowed this from f/b and wanted to read it better so I'm posting in this blog. It goes right along with what I'm thinking.

Just a little Buddha for your reading pleasure.

It's Wednesday. Tomorrow is the 1st of March for the 64th time in my life. it's Leap Year, too. Funny, how time seems to stand still until I get reminded...

Johnny Miller graduated from VHS in 1966 (I graduated in 65) He lived in Salem. He and his wife had five grandchildren (lucky people)... I hope he got the news in time to do something he had been putting off.

My friend, Becky, also a widow, not yet retired, has discovered a melanoma  on her leg. No one deserves this. It just happens and we walk through the fog of knowing, but not believing.

Leah got a good report on her cancer. Now she will go through "preventative chemo." We have been to the movies and "out to eat". 

I want to figure out how to "show up" in my life. I'm trying to learn, but I'm not very good at reading the signs... But, I'm open to suggestions... the car, the boat and the helicopter have already passed by Lord. Now what do I do?

Saturday - Valentine Weekend

Snow flurries in the air. 

Work has piled up higher than my head.

Boy, am I good at avoiding, then feeling ill. But I digress. 

Happy Valentine's weekend familia. The new picture in the heading is for you.

 I'm watching "Enchanted" and crying. How's that for odd?

I guess I'm just wishing for a simpler life and time.

Here's hoping that "the man who holds your heart in his hand" knows what a lucky fella he is.

Happy Valentine's Day, Trisha.

Happy Valentine's Day, Tracy.

Happy Valentine's Day, Mom. I think of you often.

I just wanted to say...

The weather has not been pretty today: dreary, cold and wet. My mood matches the weather. The stuff my "internal self" tells my "awake self" is not very nice either. bitch, bitch, bitch. Now I hope THAT is out of my system.  But probably not.

I have done some things that needed to be done: score 1 - changed out the filters in the humidifier. Now that doesn't seem like much, but for the technically challenged, me, it was a major score. Next, I worked on the laundry almost all day: washing in cold, hanging to dry, rewashing the favorite shirt with the ugly food stains you-know-where - these stains never did come out. Alternately, stripped the bed sheets, washed 'em and remade the bed. My sensitive smeller appreciated that.

Jeff and JJ came by and collected for the roof repair at Park - 5 nails and a couple of paintbrushes full of tar.

After running the sweeper and dishwasher (aw, poop, I forgot to buy more vinegar to use in the dishwasher), I drove the newly inspected car to the post office, Lowe's and Kroger's. (no brake sounds now, no fan belt screeches from the ac system either and best: no charge)   History Bowl entry is late but mailed; Minard's in the frozen food section is a lifesavor.  Maybe the Lowe's purchase will stop the rising water bill when I get some help fixing the tank leak ;) One can always hope.

Now, I have more choices: search for the records I need to renew the driver's license, or start working on "school work" ohhhh I feel sick (too much candy or too much stress* that's a story for another day.) I think I'll go lie down...  or pay the bills I picked up at the boulevard today... or get the tax records together and prepare for the tax guy... I know everyone has to do these things, but I am (as Mrs. Clinton has said before) "tired, I just don't know HOW tired I am"...

I need a vacation. 

Or an icy drink. 

Or a good long laugh. 

Or all of these...

I am so glad I have a loving family. They make me happy when I am sad. I love them all

Let the word go forth from this place...

Sunny Sunday in the valley: the day started with icy snow all over the ground and cars and roof-tops, but by noon, all powerful Sol had changed all that. Car washed; groceries stored away; mail and newspaper recycled; all systems are "go" right now (6:49pm)

This is the weekend of (friends') birthdays 20, 21, 22 - Mel 'Butch' Smith, John Linder. Stan's was earlier this month. Wynne says her brother, Gary, has retired as of Jan 1.He was Stan's friend all through high school and college until Gary married and moved to Huntington. And we moved to Vienna.

Leah's is this next weekend Jan 27, if I remember correctly. We have a date next Saturday if the weathr permits, to see Stephanie Plum catch the bad guys in a movie version of the book by Janet Yanovich. (I'm close to spelling that correctly)

John and Trisha are planning a party for John's 33rd birthday. Joey will turn a year older, too, this month. Bea, Howard and Norma all were born in January.

I don't send cards or have a book like Mom did. I am such a slacker. But when I made that decision, I was too young to know what keeping in touch meant. I have always lived with in a few hours of home, for good or for ill.

Tracy shared this coffee story with me via the facebook today.  I really liked the stained glass monk with his coffee cup so I borrowed it for the blog. Nice, don't you think?

It's been a rather lonely weekend (except for that phone call from Marietta - thanks, Trisha.) That's given me a lot to think about. Freezing rain forecast for Pocahontas and Randolph counties for tomorrow - Monday - 1-23-12 - Be careful when you walk to work where ever you are...(7:31pm)

The end of another snow day in WV

Saw the story of the designers who made this on the History Channel. There are also stamps of Eames designs. This is so cool.