..or the end of the 2016 Leaf Saga here in “Amity”.
The leaf men, or arbor technicians…lol…actually showed up around 8:30am.
I was ready to have heart failure because I couldn’t believe they actually came close to the date on the flier.They started down our street ,but it was not without a glitch, though. It would figure that they got to our next door neighbor’s house,and,what do you know? I watched the guys and the one who was operating the vacuum hose informed me it stopped picking up because the truck was full. “We’ll be back.”
I’m from Philly. I believe that..NOT!
Didn’t they come back 20 minutes later? Color me chagrined. I leashed the girls up and got them out for our morning walk so they could read the rest of their leaf mail for 2016.
Bring on the snow!
I really have not entered a post since Thanksgiving.
“Amity”‘s little secret is that we turn into leaf city in November, as that is when everyone gets together and gets their leaves to the street, where our nonexistent curb would be:that is where the township comes up and vacuums the leaves with a couple of stray workers to pick up straggling leaves that would be left behind..lol.The joke is today is the first day listed of a “possible” pick-up, but hey, they gave us the same day last year and they were picked up December 14th. HAH..politics seldom change wherever you are.
This picture is a shot further up our street, showing our house and the avalanche of leaves waiting to be picked up.I had nothing to do with this, although I had offered to help Jim.He ran with the challenge of this, and I for one, will just be happy when the leaves leave, as the dogs can stop scratching from running through them. Yes, I know, I am a bad dog mom, but, I just can’t deny them their pleasure of sniffing who was there first and digging for buried treasure.
For me, the list of things to be thankful for would fill volumes.My girl at the bottom of this post, my Zush, would be ,at least, 75% of my thanks.
Enjoy your Thanksgiving, and may you have much to be thankful for.
I want to know if anyone ever heard the wind take a breath?
Down here in “Amity”, the wind down here doesn’t seem to know how to. Seriously.
The wind keeps blowing, and the weather report said the wind here is running 25 to 35 mph, with gusts to 50 mph.I am a big girl, and taking the girls out today, I think it was safe to say that the three of us could have, at one time or another today, qualified as Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade balloons.You go down to the bay and wonder where it went, because it seriously lost its’ image, and now was like the Atlantic.
Not too long ago, I would have been walking the streets in center city, and had the wind blow me away there.It would be just like blanketed in steel and concrete.I’d sooner take it in down here, and look up and see the sunshine.
This is a picture from our walk during the morning.I added the bay pictures so you could see how blustery it was.
My nephew,Matt, let me know that a front was blowing up last night. Needless to say, I was surprised to see leaves off the trees and on the ground that would measure up to my bionic knees, and I am 5’6″ tall. As Jim says, he’ll be needing a shovel to get out tomorrow to get through all of the leaves.
So it’s clean flannel sheets on the bed and an extra blanket, and we are good to go! Stay warm!
This was an anniversary between me, God,Jefferson University Oncologic-Gynocolgy department and Dr.Charles J.Dunton,not to mention other doctors, nurses, staff, my best friend Kate and religious advisors.
I was diagnosed with stage 3 cervical cancer 23 years ago today.What an experience! Doctors, nurses, having to call my parents from the hospital to inform them that I wasn’t coming home because a grapefruit was found in my cervix and I needed exploratory surgery.Then came the pain of them coming to see me in the hospital and seeing the pain and fear in their eyes.That pain I will take with me to my last day.Kate was living in Pittsburgh at the time and drove back on the weekends when I was in for my chemotherapy.
I usually make a post on this every year to show the people who might “think” or”know” they have cancer.You really can’t ignore it. You need to take a pro-active stance on trying to get the invader out of your body.I went through a radiation and chemotherapy protocol that was so effective that it is now the standard for cervical cancer treatment.You never know.
If you have a friend or family neighbor going through the disease, be supportive, if they choose to tell you about it.Let them know you’d like them to be around for a good,long time.
That’s why I am here 23 years later.
My left foot is twitching as I write this, probably in anticipation that tomorrow morning starts my physical therapy.
Gee, it brings back a ton of memories, going to physical therapy.Yes, I was one of “those” children, that is, I put my hand through a washing machine wringer**ask your parents or older siblings what they were if you have no clue what I am talking about** among other things.I have gone through ice and heat and ultrasound and back again.Tomorrow brings no really surprise for me, in regard to what is in store for me.
It’s another chance to appreciate 30 years of health care that I worked to earn with my union, to heal this old body of mine.
Maybe the twitch will go away.