Another Monday

We celebrated my Mother-in-law’s birthday twice within the past week. She turned 100 on Thanksgiving day. It was a good time,especially since we went through some health scares in the summer. It definitely made her birthday a celebration.

So here I sit on Cyber-Monday, enjoying the peace and quiet. It is especially quiet now, as we had a good soaking of rain today.

Here’s hoping you have a good week, my friends, and that the weather is treating you well.

The pleasure of my company

There is something to be said for being alone with your self.I mean, not really totally alone, as the fur girls are with me.

It is a beautiful late spring late afternoon turning into twilight,and the air is getting a wee bit cooler, which makes it more pleasant.The screen is open to the back door,keeping the state bug of Wisconsin( tip o’the hat to Terry Quade) AND New Jersey out.The quiet just envelopes your mind and for all the years that you hear people say, put your mind at rest, and you think, this is what they mean.

We just got back in from our post dinner walk and might go out for one more in an hour, but for now, quiet rules the realm. No tv or anything. They’ll be enough later on.And, after all, tomorrow is a work day.

Peace is wonderful!

Stress

So anyone who has moved at all during their life knows the stress of moving. As many times as I would move, and I would pray I’d never have to do it again.

No, the stress with moving is a walk in the park: try tying in the art of wrapping up your entire life in retirement and moving from an urban area to a place where I stand out on our deck at night and I hear crickets or birds and night sounds you’d never know exist in the city. We have come to the point where are in the home stretch and the anxiety is overwhelming.

Comcast is a current nail in our foot.Jim’s comcast email has disappeared. He has spent over 8 1/2 hours on the phone with Comcast, who evidently have decided they know how to do anything, lets assign people trouble tickets, and tell them their problem will be solved in 72 hours. Not good.Try to complain to Xfinity, you know the “kinder, gentler Comcast name”, well, they don’t care.There is no one to complain to and with their outsourcing of workers, they have no qualms at hanging up on you.I work in a Customers Service unit and if I even thought of trying what they( Comcast) are doing, I wouldn’t have to worry about retiring.

So I will wrap this post up praying for a miracle regarding Comcast, and hopefully, some peace of mind along the way.If you want to share any Comcast customer service, er, rather, lack of service stories, feel free to leave them in the comments.

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Last Nerve

Peace and quiet.

I have no human children, but I can understand about peace and quiet.

When you work in customer service all day, ideally you pay attention to those you are trying to help.Pretty sad when you have to quiet them in your head with noise so you can actually pay attention to them instead of the noise that surrounds you.

You come home and would like to listen to television, radio, music, or read and all you have is constant noise. Not that you don’t love your family, mind you, but there are times where I’d give a million dollars for 60 minutes of peace and quiet.

The only saving grace are the fur girls. We go walking and things are nice and quiet.

Ah….if only it would stay that way…lol

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Last Snow for Now?

I was up early this morning and we all went for a walk before any of the neighbors were apparently up.

The snow squall that started yesterday left a beautiful coating on the lawns and the sidewalks were clear. The girls enjoyed playing in the snow; it was as if they knew that winter is probably through.There is always something about walking in a quiet, snowy city that just serves as balm for the soul. The quiet of the streets meets the pure white of the snow, and for a while, all seems right with the world.

I just have to remember that feeling while swatting mosquitoes in the summer…..lol

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It’s quiet.

It’s 1:17am and I am the only one awake in our home.

Amazing what trying to rebound from slipping and falling will do to you.

I crashed and burned about 9:30pm and Kept my aching body under the covers. I had a scare when walking the girls last night that the ligament behind the right knee was not feeling too supportive and I have not felt that in a long, long time.It’s hard to believe that it’s going to be three years since the knees were replaced.Jim and I both agree that we have to shake off this temporary abode malaise and start getting our act together. I personally am looking forward to having a fully working kitchen again and flatlands to exercise myself and the pups in.

Bring it on!

Below? An almost three year old picture of the knees while in rehab…lovely, right?
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Friday Five

It’s been a while so here goes…

I am grateful for the delicious cool front blowing through the area this morning.
It makes the fur girls and myself oh so comfy not to sweat.

The birch trees we have planted along the side of the house are nid=ce and green and protecting the house
with lovely shade.Not only pretty, not only home to the birds, but shady!

A chance to have a three day weekend away from city issues and bumps and
bruises-the body and mind are both grateful .

An opportunity to get some good fur girl walking in to get all three of
us in shape-go team fur girl!

For all my good friends and your support for me, please always feel it’s right
back at you!

Have a great weekend.

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The longest week

In my attempt to enjoy time away from the office, and psych myself up for changes in the new year, I’d been spending leave times on every Friday, in order to bask in peace and quiet.

There’s only one problem with this: eventually time runs out, and I have to figure out quiet time for Shingleman and myself. Fortunately, there’s no jockeying time this week. The flip side is this is the first full week I’ve worked in a while.

No worries- next weekend is birthday weekend.

😀

Sandy’s knocking

It’s quiet…with the exception of the blustery winds…and autumn leaves are off the trees…

There is a mandatory evacuation from the barrier islands, but we are on the mainland. Still, the proximity of the storm to Delaware bay and Undisclosed makes me wish we get on the road soon. Shingleman is out checking out waves, and helping a neighborhood buddy board up.

The storm is knocking though: winds are blustery, and the chill is in the air. I am with the girls and all is good!

Be safe!

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Life lessons

A friend and I were talking about something that transpired that we both knew about.

“Does that surprise you?” she had asked?

Hell no.

I can honestly say nothing surprises me, er, the fall on the driftwood did , but here are a few current gems for me:

I like people, but my genuine friends I can count on 1 1/2 hands…really. I have come to trust my judgement on things: that is, impressions are made when people aren’t trying to make them. That is when their true self comes through. I have made my way through too many cancers to waste my time. I only spend time with people who I care about and matter to me. Life is too short to do otherwise. My Mom always said,” when people praise you, it gets back to me.” Funny, that you hear things after the fact, and most of it is surprisingly good.
I was granted my current age by the Creator, and I was put here with a purpose only He knows and I might have a faint glimmer about….anything else is the business of no one but me.

It’s good to achieve age: I am truly blessed.

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Life lessons

A friend and I were talking about something that transpired that we both knew about.

“Does that surprise you?” she had asked?

Hell no.

I can honestly say nothing surprises me, er, the fall on the driftwood did , but here are a few current gems for me:

I like people, but my genuine friends I can count on 1 1/2 hands…really. I have come to trust my judgement on things: that is, impressions are made when people aren’t trying to make them. That is when their true self comes through. I have made my way through too many cancers to waste my time. I only spend time with people who I care about and matter to me. Life is too short to do otherwise. My Mom always said,” when people praise you, it gets back to me.” Funny, that you hear things after the fact, and most of it is surprisingly good.
I was granted my current age by the Creator, and I was put here with a purpose only He knows and I might have a faint glimmer about….anything else is the business of no one but me.

It’s good to achieve age: I am truly blessed.

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This Friday’s five…

This Friday five starts with my appreciation of prayer. I do it every day, my friends ask me to pray for them and their families. I am a firm believer
In it. ‘Enough said!

I am appreciative of my friendship with Sue Harmer.She is a good friend who is suffering from a degenerative brain disease. Today is her 62nd birthday and I spent the morning with her. I cherish each day I have with her.

I am grateful my friends come to me and let me know when they hear things about me. It’s incredible how stupid people think others are.

Modern medicine gets my thanks: Jim is hacking his lungs out and I know cough medicine with codeine will save the weekend,

I am grateful Zush made it through the heat. The thanks only God knows!

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Just can’t seem to win

We seem to currently be going steady with a grey cloud over us.

Jim, the habitual realist/pessimist-me? Habitual realist/ optimist. All we want to do is retire and move to Undisclosed full time. Well, we seem to be turning corners, and are looking around them optimistically for change. It seems all we are looking out at are more brick walls .

Well, nice to know that the sucky timing of this runs parallel to my theory of this year nine into ten being a long, long year..,it’s got to get better!

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A break from Undisclosed ….

This weekend, our scene will be a little different…we’ll be out in south central Pennsylvania visiting one of BFF, Juls and her husband Tim. We’ll be celebrating Juls’ birthday,albeit a week later.

The house is in peace and quiet heaven, and the gals are happy because they play with Ginger and Lily on March mountain; in fact, dog play will be a highlight of the trip.

Change is good: spending time with friends? Even better!

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Back to our spot

Finally made it back to the undisclosed location ,and the weekend went by too fast: don’t they all?

Shingleman just serenaded me through the screen on the accoustic guitar, the friends I have here had me back on the weekend walk, for which I am thankful , and Zush and Kasia got their walks and joined me in the peace and quiet. We dodged some of the heat, and all that’s left to conquer is traffic!

It’s good to be back!

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Recuperation Station

Shingleman is out being a guy at Home Depot. I have the Food Network on for cooking, the girls are gently dozing, breeze is blowing….

Welcome to my recuperation station…aka., Undisclosed, as I kick back and relax!

Sure I am still hacking, but not quite as bad. I am forcing fluids to beat the band, and Zush and Kasia figured out Mom doesn’t feel good. It’s a beautiful day out,I am feeling a little better with less wheeze….

It’s a good thing!

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Mañana

The picture below is the Schuykill expressway as seen from my street.

Tomorrow marks the Memorial Day weekend- the holiday marking the unofficial start of summer. As my Dad was a world war 2 vet, I was raised conscious of military service , and will be thinking of him, as I always do.

I am headed down to Undisclosed, with my friend Juls and her fur children , and Jim will catch up a little later with Zush and Kasia. Hopefully we can not be stuck in the thick of the traffic.** fingers crossed**

We are looking forward to some peace and quiet, some good times with friends, and calm. Here is hoping your weekend is a safe one, and you thoroughly enjoy it!

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Keep on keeping’ on

So a zillion people are coming to me, telling me how sorry they are to hear that I am going through stuff…, gee, good news travels fast- now if only someone would tell ME about it.** sigh**

It would seem yours truly has been drafted to move back to an area and they need an old body to fill a desk. Nothing like being treated like an old tire that no one wants. Shingleman says , hey just count the days you have left there.

Hell, I’d sooner be gone already!

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Getting out of Dodge

The girls and I patiently are waiting for Daddy to get home. It has been a long week, and we all are in need of our good neighbors and the comfort of the Undisclosed location. The girls know that there’s a lot of walking coming, and I am getting set for St. Patricks’ day. Now if only Jim can relax, it’ ll all be good.

Have a good weekend!

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Sunday morning coming down…

The title this morning is one I stole from the Kris Kristofferson song.

We are still going through Jim’s shingles, but despite everything, we are low key this morning. We went for Mass and then walked the beach for a while in Cape May. I couldn’t walk on the beach at the cove, as the storm from Friday took a chunk of the Cove beach.

We are savoring the peace and quiet, and the girls are waiting patiently for a walk.

Enjoy your Sunday!

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Cold and clear

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I posted this winter shot of the Cape May Lighthouse, because it reflects a cold, crispness in the year, and also what’s going on

We are waiting on a week of medicine to determine if, indeed, her kidneys are shutting down. If there is no change in her urine output,then we have verification,as cold and clear as winter air, that we are starting Mom’s final chapter.

There are a lot of things going on,and to me, somehow, in this time of year,things are clearly out there in the cold world…no leaves on trees to distort your picture.

It is what it is.

Warmth? Not today..

When the winds were whipping around this past week, hot coffee was especially welcome. Nothing like a little heat to warm the soul.

This morning, as of 9:18am, it’s forty out. Yup. 4-0…in January…so I am having a Kcup of pumpkin coffee, and taking my time to savor it. Big difference between holding the coffee as a heat source and just enjoying it.

Am thankful for a 40 degree morning, and a fabulous cup of coffee. Hopefully your morning is going just as well.

Cheers!

Truer words have never spoken…

 

This is a church message board in the vicinity of our “Undisclosed Location”.

I really can relate to this. Many times, after having opened my mouth and inserting foot, I would think of this statement. When I saw this I thought someone else goes through what I do. Then, after looking back on a 27 + year government career, how many times I wished people actually would THINK of this and that I would benefit from this…

Nonetheless, I came across this and thought it was worthy a post for the New Year. Here’s hoping you enjoy it and maybe this will bring a smile to you. Hopefully, someone will make a gift of this to you today.

The mother all snuggled …

….up in her bed, but no sugarplums are in her thoughts…She ate some babka and had coffee with her breakfast… She is resting now,with Oreo snuggled next to her. Thanks to my brother Bob, she is going to have pierogi and mushrooms for lunch:a far cry from Christmases past. We’ll take it, for all is calm…

Merry Christmas!

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Close to a pin drop

Yes,it’s that quiet, with the exception of the heater in the background.

I am a morning person-always was, always will be, I assume. Any class I had before noon, I was great in.**mental note to my Mother-yes I do remember that self praise stinks**.Correspondingly, my job hours are early. Yet, when I hit the weekend, I tend to ,pardon the expression, lollygag in bed. Then, when I wake up,the morning is usually shot and thus, the weekend follows suit.

This morning, I am up.It is 6:15 am as I type this. Got up, took daily med,put dogs out in the side yard, paid homage to my Keurig for a wonderful cup of pumpkin spice coffee, the husband sleeps, the heater sizzles, and it is so-o-o-o quiet.I love it. I do admit I toyed with the idea of putting a book on tape on to put myself to sleep and then decided that I would get up and seize my day. God knows, there is enough stuff to do during it, so why not get it started. The best thing about this is the quiet.

I really don’t consider myself Chatty Cathy, although there are times that I know my buds are reading this and saying, uh, sure…Silhouettes of the trees as dawn breaks behind them and I hear the corresponding quiet that accompanies them. Even the heater has decided to quiet down to get on my good side.

“This is the day that the Lord has made-let us rejoice and be glad in it.”

You bet I am.