Me, Myself and Memories

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  Noreen 3:00 pm on May 8, 2025 Permalink  

  Full Day 

  It felt cool out this morning.  My fingers felt it when I took command of my new dandelion poker.  The old one turned within the metal shaft of the wooden handle.  I took quite a few of them out.  A few more tomorrow is on the docket.  By noon I had spent my gardening energy.

  At one, I had a front row seat at Megan’s graduation commencement ceremony in Lynchburg, Virginia’s Liberty College.  How sweet was that.  She completed her four year degree in three years.  At Easter she said she needed to work for awhile to save some money for her Master’s education.  I can so understand that.  I did get several good photos of Megan as she made her way across the stage for grandpa to see.  When he looked at them, all he did was put his hand out, knee high, referencing how fast time has gone.  I so agreed.

  The mail brought the bill for the installation of the new electric water heater, $269.00.  I really thought it would have been more.

  The mail was brought by our postmaster introducing us to our new carrier.  Oh my gosh.  Michael Nett, out of the Air Force coming back to St. James.  His mom, Renee, had worked for and with me for years.  Small world.

  Dennis took Watson’s check to the mail box and will be returning with a Tuna Sub for supper.  

  As I said, it was a great full day.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 3:12 pm on May 3, 2025 Permalink  

  Saturday 

  What a great spring day.

  This morning, the studio found me deciding on the fabric for the binding of the purple quilt.  It will take 260 inches for the binding.  I cut enough three inch wide strips to equal that.  The strips are sewn together.  I checked the temps outside and the studio went dark.

  I got in some gardening this morning.  Twenty plus years ago, I had bricks outlining a flower bed off of the concrete patio.  It was time to realize that those perennials had not made it through this last winter.  Too many warm days, followed by cold rains that left a layer of ice.  We have the sweetest three tined fork.  It was perfect for me to use the fork to flip out the bricks that were in the dirt.  It will allow the mower to get closer as grass is spreading.  The bricks are on the west end of the patio.  I do have a barter system going with Dennis’ granddaughter Sadie.  When she visits and brings her tee-shirts for a quilt, grandpa Dennis will know by that time where he wants the bricks put.

  I have not kept up with the public school’s calendar.  Today is prom day.  I give Dennis’ daughter from Silver Bay credit for coming to St. James for Addison’s prom.  It has given the opportunity for visiting and catching up with her siblings and for Dennis and me.   

  Dennis has his two-gallon gas cans filled.  Batteries in the Sears rider and the zero-turn have been checked.  I have an inclination that tomorrow the 1.30 acre is going to be mowed.  We drove past it this last week and I would say it has greened up nicely.

  Last night as I was winding down snuggled in my bed, I ran through ingredients I had for a Saturday night supper.  Sure enough.  I now have my blue speckled round roaster ready for the oven.  A bag of refrigerated shredded hashbrowns, a diced onion, 8oz of sour cream, 1 can of cream of chicken soup, two cups of shredded cheese and some bacon bits tossed in for good measure.  I had two different types of the shredded cheese.  350 degrees for 50-60 minutes.  I know there will be a container to put in the freezer for another day.

  We do enjoy pan seared raw, deveined shrimp.  I took a batch out of the freezer this morning.  Enough butter in a fry pan to coat the bottom.  The shrimp get tossed about until their gray appearance turns pink . . . and they are done.   Five o’clock supper coming on.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:37 pm on April 29, 2025 Permalink  

  April Showers 

  I think what we had yesterday was a bit more than a shower.  We have an old steel folding chair on the front deck.  That I picked off of the sidewalk.  We were very fortunate. 

  The tree across from us left a huge amount of pollen on the street.  What a mess.  The city had their street sweeper out this morning for here and several other areas.  When I went outside this forenoon, I do believe the forceful rains did a great job of washing the house off.

  Dennis is taking it slow today.  Over the weekend and yesterday the ole cowboy’s adrenalin had been kicked into high gear.  Several days of R&R, he will be back.  

  My studio time went well today.  Seeing the quilt sandwiched on the table is a lot different than getting the heft of it under the needle.  There is no race for completion.  I did have a chair next to me to help with the heft of it.  One pass around the 52″ x 74″ and I called it.  I had a few items to take care in the checkbook division.

  Our homeowners insurance increased to the point, I looked at it twice.  We have not been singled out.  The insurance and the sharp rise in estimated market value for 2026 real estate taxes has been spoken of in various settings. 

  Supper is Manwich sandwiches, coleslaw, dill pickle flavored chips and perhaps some real pickles.  We kind of like the bread and butter ones.  Lots of turmeric flavoring.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:28 pm on April 27, 2025 Permalink  

  A Sunday 

  Yes, I would call this a day of rest for those at Stauffer Avenue.

  Much was accomplished yesterday.  I started out the cool morning on Saturday with a gallon size pump sprayer with weed killer in it.  The sprayer was half full as I was using up what had been left in it from last fall.  It still seemed plenty heavy to carry while also using my cane.  Several postings back I had visited about Dennis and I taking out last year’s Russian Sage.  On Friday when I fixed the small flag off of the front deck, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.  The Russian Sage are in a raised bed next to the south side of my bedroom porch.  We had put pavers in years ago to give give our small home some dimension.  It worked.  What I had not counted on was that this year, for the first time, there were little Russian Sage plants coming out in between where the pavers met.  So many, so many looking way too healthy.  Not only there, but in the cracks of the cement sidewalk off of the front deck.

  Dennis told me the spray would take several days to show itself working.  Believe me, I will be keeping an eye out.  Nothing like giving them a second treatment if needed.  Many had told me how unusual it was to see Russian Sage come back year after year.  I must have gotten a hardy variety when I purchased these three plants from Drummer’s in Mankato.  This will be the fifth year of them in this spot.

  That is how our Saturday had begun.  From there it had just kept rolling.

  After a slow Sunday morning, Dennis chauffeured me about town.  We needed kitty litter from the Family Dollar Store.  From there it was to the Dollar General for the hard candy called Lemon Heads.  In Dollar General they are $1.00 for a five ounce bag.  In the grocery store they are $1.89 for five ounces in a box.  Go figure.

  The grocery store was our last stop.  Dennis needed distilled water for his CPAP machine.  The store has great carry-out fellows, so I bought three gallons for what will last for three weeks. I had not shopped since the week before the Easter weekend.  The groceries are unpacked and the day of errands is over.

  Dennis called Charlie and Dennis can go out to Charlie’s to unload the Cub tomorrow after five.  Good news.  The little red pickup with the loaded trailer has been in our drive since yesterday.  Dennis had hoped that the rain that was forecast for last night would have been a bit more forceful.  Not.  When we got home from errands, Dennis rinsed off the tractor and mower deck from the winter’s dust of being in the back garage as well as leaves caught on the mower deck from using it last fall.

  This next week is a quiet one.  I could not get any PT appointments for this next week and Mike thought it would be a good test run to see if he and I are making good head-ways.  I will continue with my exercises each and every day.  Appointments are on the calendar for the two weeks following.

  The coffee shop in the grocer’s had biscuit and gravy for one of their breakfast specials.  I brought home a boxed meal for supper.  It is one of Dennis’ favorites.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:09 pm on April 24, 2025 Permalink  

  Rain 

  It must have begun raining in the early hours as there were puddles already when my feet hit the floor.

  It is now mid-afternoon and rain drops are still making whirlpools in the now enlarged puddles.

  No walking on Stauffer Avenue for me today.  I spent three hours on my feet in the studio.  Half of that time stepping it off around the church tables and half standing still in-place bent over the church tables.

  My miniature train case holds all the safety pins of various sizes.  The only ones I was after today were the plastic encased heads of the large ones.  In actuality, those pins could well be called diaper pins as they cannot for safety reasons, spring open to injure.  They are easy on my hands and fingers to penetrate the layers of the quilt and close them.  Just as easily I can get them open when they have done their job.  All these years of pinning quilts into their sandwiches: tops, batting and backing, had I never given them a thought.  I was taken a-back when I got the package from Amazon via the Fairfax team.

  No, I did not get the entire quilt pinned.  I do have a solid 12″ around the perimeter pinned, every six inches or less, so I can take out the thumb tacks that were holding everything in place.  That will allow me to move the quilt from side to side or length to length to get to the middle for the pinning, saving my back from reaching too far for comfort.  After all . . . comfort feels good.  Using my hand weights positioned to make a small rectangle of quilt area, will keep too much sliding at bay as I keep pinning.  My objective is in view for another day.  That objective being that the quilting process under the needle can take place with everything tidy, tidy.  Fussy is as fussy does.

  Looking out my bedroom porch windows, the birds are having a hay-day plucking worms and bugs out of the sodden grass.

  We had canned beef, instant potatoes and cauliflower for supper last night.  There was enough of leftovers for me to make two TV-type dinners for us for this evening.  I love it when a plan comes together.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:00 pm on April 18, 2025 Permalink  

  Good Friday 

  It is a great day for this Good Friday.

  This was a great day for a 12:15 PT appointment.  Does the level of discomfort after PT shed light on the one giving the discomfort?  Mike is doing a good job.  I had my afternoon arranged ahead of time, so I could take it a bit easy. 

  I made sure to call Aunt Janet in Brownton this afternoon to wish her a Happy Easter.  My cousin Dan is having church services in the Penn church tomorrow evening.  Janet is looking forward to seeing many that she has not seen since the Christmas service he had.  A minister from Winthrop is more than happy to do the services.  I think it is wonderful.

  We had rain in the late afternoon yesterday.  It continued to thunder and lightning up to the time I went to bed.  At the six news, we will find out just how much rain we got.  I know Iowa in the Spirit Lake area had a tornado.  Dennis’ grandson Adam could contact his family here in St. James today with a cell phone as there is no electricity in the town as yet.

  Let’s hear it for Subway for supper.  I gave Dennis a choice of Oatmeal or Subway.  Subway won out hands down.

  From my bedroom porch and a cup of coffee, I am doing some stitching and watching of traffic.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:40 pm on April 15, 2025 Permalink  

  Tuesday the 15th 

  We are persevering as each day a few things are tackled for the weekend.  Carrie’s are coming on Saturday and today we found out Dennis’ daughter Sandy, the nurse, will be coming on Sunday.

  I like doing a bit at a time in prep.  I don’t get wore out that way.

  While there was bacon baking out in the 325 degree oven on two cookie sheets lined with Reynold’s Wrap, I tackled our refractory table top.  The table is used every day with many different drops of liquid here and there.  If needed, it can seat eight comfortably when the ends are pulled out.   All remaining soft chairs can be easily pushed to a side.  I will add a side-note on the bacon.  Black Label thick cut yields 12 slices per pound.  The baking process needs the thick cut in order to end up with a respectable slice of bacon.  I bake it about 50% to finish, so when it is needed, a quick stint in the microwave takes it to completion.  Dennis said he could smell the wonderful aroma when he came in at noon.  Had the bacon been out of the oven by that time, he would have needed a sample.

  In between time today, I wrote out several bills.  One being our real-estate taxes.  I like to pay the entire amount rather than splitting it into two separate payments.  Get it over with!

  When I moved into St. James, I bought this property for $8,500.00.  I had no credit rating, the bank would not touch me.  The owner wrote up a contract for deed, allowing a monthly payment to him directly.  The rather humorous thing is that the county now has it valued at $98,000.00.  The home has not been added onto and the garage would still be listing to the south if not for my dad stringing support cables and then Kevin giving us a steel beam to cement in about 12′ from the garage with another cable.  Ah yes, life is interesting.

  Supper will be a bowl of soup and a bacon sandwich.

  With that I will take my leave.♥

   
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  Noreen 1:50 pm on April 14, 2025 Permalink  

  Cold Fingers 

  This morning at 10:30, I had cold fingers, cold hands and a cold nose.  When I heard the howling wind as I awoke from a night’s rest, I knew I had an agenda.  Our little flag at the end of the front steps was standing straight out to the south as the north wind was merciless. 

  I bundled up and out the front door I went.  My little black six inch rake was waiting for me.  Our Russian Sage cuttings that were left after we had cleaned up from last week were nestled to the south side of our drive caught by the grass.  It looked really less than good.  I propped my cane onto the stop sign at the end of Stauffer so it couldn’t fall to the ground.  With a bit of a twist from my body I scoped up the cuttings off of the cement and the boulevard and sent them flying down Stauffer Avenue.  As the amount grew it had rolled itself into an elongated roll from the wind.  All I needed to do then was nudge the elongated roll down Stauffer to the East until it was even with the garbage bin.  I picked up the entire roll and it was said and done for tomorrow’s pick-up of garbage.  I made my way back to the stop sign to retrieve my cane.  The rake had been a huge support for me.

  When I came in, I could not believe how cold 45 degrees had felt with that howling wind from the north.  I was soon feeling better with a cup of hot coffee.

  During the remainder of the day, I chased a few dust bunnies around.  We are getting company on Saturday, the 19th.  Any dust bunnies that want to find their way onto the first floor of our home between now and Saturday . . . make yourselves to home as you apparently need a resting spot more than I need the satisfaction of having done the prep.

  Dennis has been doing due diligence in his patio porch in prep for Saturday.  Megan and Nicholas always end up spending quite a bit of time with grandpa and the kitties in the patio porch.  Needless to say, helping Dennis is beneath my pay grade.  He has his ways in the patio porch just as I have my ways in the house.

  We are having Tilapia and hash browns for supper with green beans.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:26 pm on April 12, 2025 Permalink  

  High Winds 

  There are high winds on this Saturday.  About the time the shoulder has been put to the direction its coming from, a gust comes and dang near pushes you over from a different direction.

  The air was cool this morning.  Dennis and I decided to make use of the strong winds from the southeast.  The two of us tackled the remaining Russian Sage canes from last year’s blooms.  The majority of the canes were swept away, some were not.  Sure enough, there were several little green plants that had pushed through the soil.  Dennis commented that it looked as if the canes we were lobbing off would put out new growth had we left them be.  Many were three feet long.  Boy what a tangled mess that would have been.  If the old cane was not nipped off, I think it would have been strong enough for Tarzan to swing from.  Very wiry.  Perhaps tomorrow I will rake up what remains on our drive . . . maybe not.  Both Dennis and I called the yard work for today done.  Dennis went to the patio porch and I went to my bedroom porch to take a stitch or two with thread to unwind. 

  I have a cousin that does income tax work in the Riebe neighborhood of Dassel.  Each day on Facebook Caryn posts much like the countdown for Christmas.  A very short window of stress, but nonetheless.  I am sure the tails she could tell would be priceless.

  Dennis gets to choose which Banquet meal he wants for supper.  I will do oatmeal topped with flax meal and cinnamon.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:23 pm on April 11, 2025 Permalink  

  A Go-Gettum Type of Day 

  When I awake and from deep down inside of me, I feel it is going to be a “Go-Gettum” day.

  Last night while waiting for the sandman, I envisioned where all my supplies were to clean the windows on the front storm door and the back storm door.  Oh my gosh, looking through those windows after the cleaning lends itself to maybe tackling one or some of the eight windows in the bedroom porch . . . but not today.  I also recalled that last year I had purchased two small USA flags for the steel rod next to the front sidewalk.  I will give the first one a congrats on how long it lasted with the horrific winds of last fall and this winter.  Today I felt a new flag was needed outside our home.

  The next project was to try a no-bake pie.  By this suppertime I will know if it set up to cut a slice or if “you all bring a spoon and dig in” type of pie.  Whatever, I know it won’t go to waste.  If it turns out, I will share the recipe.

  Under the south windows of my bedroom porch grow the most hardy perennial Russian Sage plants.  The purple blooms are beautiful until the hard frosts of fall.  Right now, I am tackling about a lineal foot a day to cut back last years plants.  The goal is to get the six foot planter cleaned out before the roots want to spring forth with new growth.  It’s not difficult work but patience is required.  Ya . . .  I have grown some of that since 2021.

  This evening I am looking forward to a hot meatloaf sandwich for supper. 

  With that I will take my leave. ♥