We were taking advantage of having a quiet Sunday at home .We got a lot of cleaning done, threw a lot of things away trying to straighten the place up.
Kasia has a new leash so she is out with Zush and Jim. What a difference a non choking leash makes.
Hate that it’s Sunday night. I can only hope we make it down for, probably, the last time before it gets knocked down.
It’s going to be a long summer.
So here we are at the beautiful reception. The food is abundant, drinks overflowing…
Oh.. What’s that you say? I can’t hear you. ** Disclaimer- Jim and I married in our 40’s **. This band is good and loud. Pardon me if I embrace my middle age cloak of snarling, but, you can dance to music that is low enough to have a conversation with the person at the table next to you. I probably will have trouble hearing for a day or two.
Thank God we don’t hear music this loud all the time…,I am sure if I was in the bridal party I’d love it- but that was 20 years ago…
** whew**
We are going to Jim’s nephew’s wedding today.
The showers have stopped, the heat has set in- it must be a June wedding.
Hopefully the bride and groom will have a wonderful day and wonderful life.
Now, if the fur girls make out ok today, well, which I pray they will be, I’ll have a good day!
This is a Friday five with a twist: we are, unfortunately, stuck in the city this weekend due to Jim’s nephew getting married. Forgive me, dear reader, if I sound a little caged in.
The furgiirls are resting in the air conditioning. Tomorrow we will go to the wedding, come back to get them out, then go to the reception … I shudder to think what’ll happens if it rains.
I am working the 9-5 shift today. I am thankful to still be employed, even if the drama is a little excessive as it is most of the time.
There is no God** tongue in cheek**- my husband is down to 160 lbs. due to our move.**green with envy**. Amazing how stress handles certain folks in certain ways.
I hate heat. I feel like my Zush girl with her heavy coat. The rain can’t happen often enough to cool things off .
On the flip side, I get to take the train in and stop at Reading Terminal market. Almost makes working a Friday ok.
Have a good weekend!
I am worried about my girl, Zush.
Zush is twelve years old and I am afraid that her age is catching up to her in this heat. Hell, the heat is catching up with me, too.
We have had the air-conditioning on full steam, and I just tried to see if she wanted to go out. It’s like she is glued to the carpet.
Keep a good thought for my girl: she’s my baby.
Since I was a kid, my father always played with flowers. It was an accomplishment he was proud of.
I remember the back yard of Mitchell Street, where the yard wasn’t large but Dad had a “l” shaped garden. There were some lily of the valley , assorted roses, and various colors of mums. He tried to keep a rosebush blooming that he pulled from his parent’s house. I think it finally died of black spot-the nemesis of a rose bush. My dad would plant snapdragons too, as they were Mom’s favorite. In fact, my bridal bouquets was mums, roses and snapdragons to honor then both.
Well, Jim isn’t fond of scent, but that will not deter me. I will plant again …
….soil is in my blood !
Well, after having a relatively calm couple of months, my summer has been contaminated.
The post-nasal drip hack has returned. Nothing like hearing your once quiet lungs start wheeze. I guess I have summer allergies to thank for that.
Good night folks.
The calling card of summer in the Mid-Atlantic states is that calling card of the three H’s- hazy, hot and humid.
So far,5 days in, it hasn’t ceased to fail my expectations.
The thought of walking to public transportation in the heat, coming home in the heat, hah..what’s cooking unless it’s cool?Back in the old days I’d go to the local recreation center to swim, but that’s a leisure I don’t have time for any more.
Today the girls are on their second dose of their medicine, which, hopefully, will have them feel better.
They are at home sleeping in front of the air-conditioner.If they are indeed my fur girls, we all will have gentle summer breezes on our mind, not those thunderstorms that my Zusher hates.
I’m patiently waiting on October!
On the bright side, I went past my neighbors roses this morning. It made me smile.
It’s a good thing!
We weren’t able to get to the Vet for the furgirls medicine, but my nephew Greg was available,
God Bless him.
The girls are having reactions to getting bit, so we were somewhat frustrated and watching
them scratch. The Vet said to get them on cortisone to calm the itch.
Greg and I are going to rendezvous to get the medicine transferred for the girls.
What a hero I have for a Godson!
Thanks, Greg!
We are on the way back up from Undisclosed to the city. Jim driving, me riding shotgun, and fur girls in the back seat.
The unexpected visitor? Saturday night was the Super Moon, so brilliant and large . We’ll have him lighting the way for us.
Have a wonderful week,
So here I am sitting, humid wind blowing through the windows, and what am I watching? HG tv where they are trying to find homes for folks. Most of them have a 600k to 800k budget.
Uh, ok.
Have got to give them that, yes, it is paradise. I am getting to old- all I can see in their future is typhoons, tropical storms, hurricanes- whatever.
I appreciate Undisclosed,with our weather, and even with Hurricane Sandy in the recent past, well, it just seems a wee bit safer than an island in a big ocean.
What’s the old saying?
Nice place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there.
I just came in from walking fur girls.
Jim is crunching numbers for the revamped Undisclosed location. ** holding my head in my hands** and it seems like there is never GOOD news. I hate to say it but I need to find a money tree…**sigh**
We are trying to enjoy our last weekend down here for a while. We have to stay in the city next weekend for a wedding in Jim’s family, and after that? Who knows….
Haven’t done a Friday five in a long time so here goes.
I am grateful for someone taking a chance on my nephew Greg. He’s got a summer job that pays! Congrats, Greg!
I am grateful for our vet: the girls are crazy with heat & itch.. Dr.Simpson to the rescue,
Thank God for the Food Network. They have been my sanity clause that has kept me going during this insane time in my liife.
Domicile Deux has one perk. Around the house, there is a wall with all rosebushes on it. My Dad always planted roses… I miss them both!
And as usual, I am grateful for you, dear reader!
Enjoy the first day of summer.
Jim dropped me off on the way to work this morning. I have a doctor’s appointment,so I am sitting in a Dunkin’ Donuts. I am playing with my new iPhone 4S, so this is the maiden voyage with it.
Since the whirlwind of the move, my nerves have been kind of raw. I am going to try to see if this appointment can set me back on the good foot.
In the meantime,Zush and Kasia gave us the sad faces as we prepared to leave. I myself have a sad face as I eavesdrop on a conversation here. Someone is talking about a beautiful hydrangea, which I had at the old house and miss it.
Nothing in life is easy.. but you knew that, right?
In a previous post I mentioned my fondness for Chick-o-sticks. They are a wonderful candy with that peanut butter crunch without the chocolate.
I had placed the prior post on the chick-o-stick website, and boy was I surprised. I found there was a huge chick-o-stick!
It was big enough and able enough to break and share or just eat it all by yourself. I was green with envy! I never saw them
in the Philadelphia area.
Guess what?
Found them this morning in the Sweet stop at the Reading Terminal market..what a pleasant surprise!
Picked up a few to share with my family. We will truly be happy!
On days I am late, I get to be on my beloved train again, thanks to Jim.
It is a station a little further up the line, and when I got there this morning, I couldn’t escape shore housing or work.
Behind the station they had workmen dropping and opening modular housing units…. giving new meaning to the old chestnut,” You can run,but you can’t hide.”
Happy Wednesday!
Hopefully Jim will have to make a ride to Jersey to meet with the architect today and get the ball rolling on Undisclosed Deux. If he does, I might be leaving early from work.
Why?
Zush.
Zush is 12 years old and has gotten to the point that thunder really, really bothers her. Jim says she has Kasia and she’d be ok. As a dog mom though, I’ll exercise, weather permitting,my maternal instinct to go home to the fur girls and make sure they are ok. I have empathy for Zush, because as a kid, I hated gunshots, loud dog barks, and at fourth of July and other firework festivities, I’d be the one with fingers in my ears,
We’ll see what the weather brings…..
We are back on the road from Undisclosed location-@12:30am , since we waited out weather and actually got a little sleep. It also played a factor in that we aren’t going ” home”- we WERE home. Now we are just off to domicile #2. Ugh… Amazing how nausea just sets in at the thought!
Jim has some hot tea and we have only gone about 20 miles so far. Fur girls are tucked safely in back seat, asleep.
Have a good week! Please keep prayers and good thoughts for us-we sure need them!
It’s a little humid today.
Humid enough for the air conditioner to be on.
The girls had their walk with me and Jim, because it is Father’s Day, and even though the fur girls never met their grandfathers , they have a helluva dad in Jim.
Happy Father’s Day to everyone who is a Dad, a single Mom doing double jobs, or even a fur Dad- have a wonderful day!
It truly is a gorgeous day.
I went to get my hair done, and the pampering felt good. The girls and I went out early for our walk, and we saw some of our friends. Jim and I went out for a bit and the girls are gnawing on some beef bones from the butcher. Throw in the comedy, Blades of Glory, for more laughs….
Life is good!
It truly is trying times for anyone who considers themselves a Phillies baseball fan.
After the excitement of 2007 and, naturally,2008, it’s kind of sad to watch the glory team you remember get older, make mistakes both personally and professionally.
It’s all part of being a Phillies fan.
**sigh**
It’s been a somewhat rainy week.
While at Domicile 2, I try to work at least 1 box a day, so it is, indeed, a slow process. The fur girls have been patient, so Jim is taking us on a road trip to Undisclosed a little later today. I think I can safely say, the break will help us support mental health.
Have a good weekend!
Actually the 11 year world as I knew it ended June 6,2013 when our house sold and
I was forced to moved to domicile 2….but…
It’s dreary out…really…as in you know the golf ball hail and winds are just around the corner.
I am waiting for the thunder to start, knowing my poor Zush might just get some comfort from
her sister Kasia or her Dad. I have listened to the weather channel and checked out Al Roker
this morning and all I have to say is I am going to run for cover if a tornado comes my way.
Or, in other words, if I see Jim Cantore in front of my building, I’m done.
So guess where Jim is?
He says he knows he can’t sleep, so he’s back down Rochelle Avenue, seeing his friend Mike.
The girls and I are stuck here at Domicile 2. Nothing like being stuck where you don’t want to be.
Hope I can sleep through!!!
So i am in line this morning and the coffee police are behind me.
You know the ones.
“There’s only ONE line.”
Well, I told her there are two, and the guy was in the back waiting on me.
“Oh no, only one line.”
So then my guy came out and wouldn’t you know the bitch jumps ahead of the poor
woman behind me.
We could only shake our heads and laugh at Ms. Coffee Police.
Manners, people, manners….it’s not hard to do. You know you have them in your back pocket.
Enough Said.
Something’s just don’t add up.
Two adults. 2 dogs, three rooms.
So if I appear a little out of sorts , please forgive me.
The girls and I are only along for the ride.**sigh**
Loss is loss is loss.
Sure you leave one house and have a new house in the offing doesn’t mean that going through the
house of your late parents, the house both your parents passed in, well, for one party it is
the house that you have more loss in.
People who still have family or never experienced the sense of loss that I have will
never swing the feeling I am going through. Perhaps it is something that only women
my age have experienced. I mean people go and leave their home and go away and have
no trouble experiencing life. Maybe it’s just a question of having this occurrence that
happens to me know pulls me ‘down the rabbit hole.”
Let’s up I can get up again.
I would like to say I like it here at Domicile#2.
I don’t.
Jim keeps saying about how it could be nice here. It can’t . You’re surrounded by other people’s crap. You have no way of getting to your stuff, so in short, it’s 2 adults and 2 dogs living in 3 rooms. Talk about a headache!
November can’t come quick enough!
I had been following breaking Amish since it first came on the air.
Having grown up a bit from Lancaster, well, you knew of the Amish, but not about them.
On this second season, one guy, Abe, has his Mother AND sister following them all the way down to Sarasota Florida. Then, it turns out , the Mom likes cranberry juice…..with vodka in it!
Who needs soap operas? Lol.
It’s going to be hard to leave the only comfortable current home we have left for right now ** quick don’t blink your eyes or else it’ll disappear too!**
Jim is out riding his bike and I’m getting some wash done. The fur girls are in the yard- which is something I know they truly miss, as in Domicile 2, there is no fenced in yard.
Enjoy your Sunday!
I really abhor the thought of returning to “Domicile2”.
Jim wants to clear things out but as I say to him, there are 3 people involved in this house. Quite simply it is not his call.
The prospect of going back and making room and then all that follows really sucks too. Too much change is rough.
Now if it were only 12/10, things would be great…….
If only ….
So the house at Rochelle is history: now we are clearing out Undisclosed.
My oak county china cabinet and table chairs are, sadly, too big for the new house.** sigh**
Hopefully ,someday, things will come together!
We went to a funeral today for one of our closest friends. He was 81 and had Parkinson’s disease. He was one of the nicest guys around and we will keeping him in our heart.
Now we all are going out to hide out for a little while this weekend.
Enjoy your Friday!
We are up early getting last loads out of the house, tidying up,and trying to make a clean get -away, in a matter of speaking, for me.
Jim has it timed out to a science: 10 minutes to the other house, 10 minutes to unload, 10 minutes back.
I’ll miss this house….wish us luck to get through November!
I am alone with Zush and Kasia. Jim and our neighbor Mike are on their way back from the storage locker. We still have a bed and sofa to move while Jim still has the truck.
I gave the girls a good walk with some neighbors before I go out and finish putting together what needs to be done. As I sit here sipping some juice, I can only thank this house. I miss it already.
Today is my last day in the office for the week.
The grand move has commenced.
Jim and our neighbor have started moving some of the stuff. They threw a few random
calls to me along the way, as I have to work until 5PM. I am sure the fur children
are just waiting for me to get home and see what’s up. There are so many factors
going on at the same time, that if I get through this without getting an ulcer,
I would consider my self blessed.
I’ll be blogging along the way, and ask for your good vibe and prayers, ’cause
Lord knows I need them.
Thanks, Gentle Reader.
What was the old saying? These are the times that try men’s souls….. Or in this case, mine.
I truly believe that if God brings you to it, He’ll get you through it. So I have me faith on getting me through this change,successfully, and by His grace Jim, myself and the fur girls will make out ok.
Of course this weather is of no help,and the fact that Jim is running around like a madman makes me more nervous. Somehow sleep and a meal have lost meaning to him .i told him I want him around….
I have always hated drama and yet it’s amazing how life throws it at you. So on behalf of Jim, the fur girls and myself….keep the prayers and good karma going this way- it sure is needed
Sunday morning has brought us a pleasant surprise- a cool weather front.
I have shut the air conditioner off and thrown open the windows. Fur girls are peacefully laying around and Jim and I are taking it in before leaving Undisclosed and heading back, unfortunately!
Have a glorious Sunday.
We came down to Undisclosed location to… get away from city heat and humidity and down for a little breeze.The poor fur- kids pass out under the air conditioning, and we are right behind them. It is only a temporary respite, as we have to get back early to finish packing.
We also lost a good friend today, who fought hard against Parkinson’s ,but lost. Nothing like dealing with loss and heat for a two- fer.
Things have to get better, I hope!
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