Me, Myself and Memories

Updates from May, 2025 Toggle Comment Threads | Keyboard Shortcuts

• 

  Noreen 2:23 pm on May 13, 2025 Permalink  

  Gave Notice 

  Today was quite the decision making day for Grammie.  I gave notice that I will no longer help with the mowing.  As we have sold the double car lot to Dennis’ grandson, AJ, that takes away the mowing of the 75′ x 150′ lot.  The zero turn is equipped with dual assists for getting on and off.  It helped me as well as Dennis.

  As I have been going to PT, I have been asking questions of those that have doctorate degrees in their field of knowing all there is to know about tendons, muscles and nerves that allow movement of the human body.  I will no longer help with the mowing largely for my hands, my replaced shoulders and for my body from the waist down. 

  The break-down of cartlidge within me is irreversible and . . . as perhaps also for many others.  I will not seek steroid shots that may or may not be effective and needing to be done more than once.  The gripping of hand holds on a mower that traverses over very unstable surfaces jostling the back and hips would only be tempting fate.

  I do very well within our home and don’t foresee needing help anytime soon.  My left hand has limited strength and mobility.  My right wrist . . . is what it is.  Continued use of the right wrist staves off the calcification and immobility that comes with arthritis.  I am over the moon thankful for how both serve me. 

  Dennis came to me this forenoon and wanted me to seriously think about the pros and cons of being on the zero-turn.  Well . . . you damn well knew there were no pros.  It has to do with pride.  I have always stressed that pride goes before the fall.  It was fun last year to be helping with the mowing and feeling like the clock had been turned back.  I have been using or on a mower for many decades.  Along with a few other items, I have always been hard-wired to get right in there and . . . do it!

  Now . . . I want to continue doing what I enjoy within my home in as much physical comfort as possible.  It was more like agreeing to a good solution than it was giving notice.  

  With that I will square my replaced shoulders and leave.  🙂 ♥

   
• 

  Noreen 2:14 pm on May 12, 2025 Permalink  

  Doing the PT 

  There is a definite improvement in Grammie’s ole body.  Is there a lesson to be taken from this?  Yes!  Be kinder to your body when you are doing what shows itself in your day-to-day work.  You won’t remember the monetary gain of a repair job or the sales as you ring it up at the till.  But . . . it may well catch up with you when it is the last thing you need to contend with.

  Mike has given me great stretches and exercises to do.  I will see him once a week for several more weeks to come.  I believe that in the realm of insurances and med-i-care, there may be tolerances for coverage or what may be deemed as a disabling situation.

  

  After PT I drove to the 1.3 acre to take a look-see.  It has good grasses that are spreading and self-seeding.  I could not help but take a photo of the wild ferns that have enjoyed being exposed to sunlight.  After looking over the entire lot, I came home and suggested to Dennis that we need to spend some money.  Over the recent years we have bought brush killer and such, and . . . not by any cheap prices.  For the two of us to mix up the spray, keep the sprayer working and traversing uneven ground . . . just not feeling it for us.  I called Spring Touch and asked them to do a one time treatment for weeds on the lot.  They were on it with their topography specific city maps and were able to confer with me the area and its boundaries.  It will be taken care.

  To celebrate wise decisions, this afternoon Dennis and I went through the drive-through of the Dairy Queen.  We took our malts to the 1.3 acre, sat in the shade via comfortable car seats with the windows down to take in the afternoon breeze.  Sweet.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   

   
• 

  Noreen 2:30 pm on May 10, 2025 Permalink  

  End of a Good Week 

  This morning at ten we turned ourselves in for pedicures and haircuts.  Maria’s shop is on our Main Street.  Today Dennis and I got our exercise getting to Maria’s.  The city is tearing up the two blocks that still had the brickwork on for the street’s surface.  Those two blocks may be closed for some time.

  It felt so good to get my hair cut.  I requested a fairly short cut.  I demonstrated the mobility of each arm.  She agreed shorter hair and less of it.  That meant she thinned it out good.  What helped in the determination was I had showered last night and our water softener must have kicked in the night before. Today my “hair do” was like a bushel basket of white that had had a mix-master go through it.  Like I said, it was a good example of what my hair looks like as we get towards our spa day.

  Today was city clean-up day.  The street past us looked like the gypsies were either moving in or out of town.  Amazing how high items can be piled in a pickup or on a car.  They used to do curb-side pickup.  Those that sifted through what was put out . . . you can imagine the mess.  Now everyone takes the items to the Meadow Lark tree dump and city workers sort each vehicle’s items and collect accordingly.

  Dennis waited until two this afternoon before he took his implement trailer heaped with branches out to Meadow Lark.  Those four girls that we hired to pick up branches last night on our 1.3 acre did a great job.  It did mist once or twice but I could not believe Dennis was back home in just a bit over an hour with the trailer heaped and the girls had their stipends.  Dennis thanked them and said he would keep them in mind if we ever needed more help.

  I had been outside most mornings during this last week being a gardener.  After I got home from the spa date, I needed to spend some time in the kitchen on the cooking surfaces and the counters.  Ya . . . you know how that can get.  Right now it sparkles.  Too bad it won’t stay that way, as we do kind of like to eat.  I am taking one job away from Dennis.  Dennis has been getting the coffee maker ready to go off each morning at six for a long, long time.  Hmm.  Too many way-word coffee grounds here, there and even . . . everywhere.  It will take me longer to fill it to the twelve cup level as it it a bit of a reach.  Where am I going!  

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
• 

  Noreen 2:26 pm on May 9, 2025 Permalink  

  Warm 

  As forecasted it is warm today.

  Dennis had to make an unexpected trip to the Mayo Store in Mankato today.  During the night his CPAP machine quit.  Nothing to do but get the little red pickup up and going down the detour to Mankato.

  After Dennis left, I worked in the area off to the side of the patio porch.  Standing in one spot, I could take out eight of the lovely blooming idiots, aka: dandelions.  Many more are feeling the effects of my spray.  I worked outside until Dennis got home.  It was high noon.  His machine was deemed to have been fixed.  After hooking everything up, it seemed to be working.

  It never ceases to amaze me that Dennis can back up to his implement trailer one time and get it hooked up.  The pickup and trailer are now parked in our drive.  At six Dennis and trailer will be in the backyard, the 1.3 acre.  Great granddaughter Addison and three of her friends will meet up with said grandpa.  The girls will be picking up all the branches from the winter’s winds and getting them on the trailer.  Rakes are included if needed.  I had texted Addison and made her and her friends an offer they obviously couldn’t refuse.  Let’s hear it for logistics and money has its own language.

  I am planning on an early supper for us.  Dennis is in and taking the afternoon a bit easy.

  When we came in it was noon.  It didn’t take long and I could feel the effects of the sun and its warmth.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
• 

  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.  ♥

   
• 

  Noreen 2:15 pm on May 7, 2025 Permalink  

  Hump Day 

  The first hump day of May.  

  The sun is bright but where there are dandelions, their bloom is brighter yet.  If I take a few of them out each day, I will make progress.  With my mighty clipper in hand, I cut off the dried stalks of 2024’s Autumn Joy plants.  Those sweet plants come up year after year.  As the summer season lengthens, they will be ready to put out blossoms that butterflies are attracted to.  Each day that I do a bit, I am finding more and more Hosta plants making themselves known.  It is difficult as the Star of David plants are thick, and . . . everywhere.  Their greenery looks much like fine onion greenery.  Out from the center of each plant will be a lone blossom stalk that comes up with the most delicate white star, thus the Star of David.  After the bloom is done, the entire plant dies off and you would be hard pressed over time to know that it was there.  I have tried to thin them by digging them up and out.  They grow from a little white bulb that does look like an onion.  I have given up.  I let them do their thing . . . they win.

  Last fall when I was poking around under the white lilac bush, there was a single tall stalk that looked very much like an asparagus plant that had seeded out.  I put a special little rock by it.  Last week, I had two beautiful asparagus stalks about six inches tall.  I didn’t cut them, though munching on them was tempting.  I will let them seed out and perhaps these two will continue to feed the root ball for more coming up next year.  Bless the bird for doing his business and dropping a seed within it.

  The Jack-in the Pulpits are doing well.  Many years ago, Calvin and Lois brought me a plant when they came through from Iowa.  A very special plant indeed.

  Dennis finished mowing our original lot today.  After that, he changed oil in both mowers.  Ready for the next time.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
• 

  Noreen 1:10 pm on May 6, 2025 Permalink  

  Sunny Tuesday 

  There are things that come about automatically.  It was guaranteed that this was garbage pickup day.  Today after the stroke of 12 a.m., Blue Cross and Blue Shield would take our monthly premium out of our checking account.  This Tuesday morning being at PT at 8:30, I would come home feeling quite a bit of discomfort from Mike.  So be it all.

  We had a good day in Mankato yesterday.  The little red pickup got TLC from Jiffy Lube.  The transmission fluid was changed out, the worn serpentine belt was replaced, the tires were rotated and the usual oil and grease job.  It is road ready for sometime to come.

  Dennis need not check in with the hip surgeon for six months.  The x-ray showed no problems.  The only item that was stressed was to stay upright for a moment or two before taking off walking.  That’s good advice is for both of us.  Give the bodies a chance to react.

  We got home at five.  It was agreed to have a sandwich for supper and call it good.  The groceries stayed in the bags until this morning.  As it got warm yesterday we had agreed that nothing that needed to be kept cool would be bought.

  Dennis took the zero-turn and mowed the 1.3 acre for the first time this year.  I commandeered the house with groceries that needed to be put in place as well as several loads of laundry.  Dennis is going to do our original lot tomorrow.  His back was in need of a break and what better break than doing it with an A&W soda.

  I have a new exercise to do before I see Mike next week.  It is one to keep the knots in the calf of the legs to release rather than make Charlie-horses. 

  A good day was had and tomorrow will be another and then another and then another.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
• 

  Noreen 3:32 pm on February 11, 2025 Permalink  

  Tuesday the 11th of February 

  Yesterday I tidied up in the studio so as to not leave the church tables unwilling to host the next wild hair I get in my bonnet.  When I do visit the studio again, it will welcome me as a willing participant with all the bells and whistles as an annex to Joann Fabrics.

  I had mentioned in yesterday’s post that I had found some free patterns to download on the internet.  I may very well have found the solution to use some of the cork fabric from Amanda’s gift via the Creative Stitches in Bird Island.  I know I have everything needed in the studio, aka: Joann Fabrics annex including some zippers.  The zippers will be ready after I read the directions as to the length needed.  Some years ago, I bought some zippers by the yard.  They came with a packet of the zipper pulls.  This is all food for thought.

  Yesterday as I was searching on the HP laptop in my bedroom porch, I looked out the window at the driveway with the fresh fallen snow.  I can share with you, that as of today, the drive will be ready for some powerful sunshine to help clear it.  My plan for this forenoon was to suit-up and use my little plastic pusher to get the snow pushed to the south.  I did not do this without a lot of thought.  I had my heavy shoes on with thick socks, my stocking cap and heavy gloves, but not too heavy that I couldn’t manage the wooden handle of my little pusher.  Dennis had used the leaf blower for a path from the house to the garage.  After four intervals of about 15 minutes each, I can now look out of my bedroom porch window and see the powerful sun take its turn on the concrete of the driveway.  I admit, I crapped out on the last fifteen feet of the 90′ driveway to the street.  That last stint, when I came in, the jacket got hung up and the heavy shoes were traded in for my house slippers.  It felt good to get some safe exercise in and as one of Dennis’ favorite ditties . . . I got the stink blown off of me. 

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
• 

  Noreen 2:52 pm on February 10, 2025 Permalink  

  Snow Showers 

  Snow showers come and go.

  It is going to be a good supper of chili out of the freezer.

  

  My curiosity got the best of me this forenoon.  I headed to the studio to see if my tote was indeed standing straight and tall.  Wonder of wonders . . . it was.  I spent a bit more time measuring the straps to see where they needed to be at.  I used some Wonder Clips to indicate what would need to be trimmed down for comfortable carrying ease.   That was enough to satisfy me for the studio time.  The air coming from the tile going around the perimeter was indeed chilly.

  I had some information I was seeking on YouTube.  That would be gotten off of the HP in my bedroom porch.  Sure enough.  I found some free download patterns to print off.  Isn’t the world wide web wonderful!  I could hear the printer working its magic.  That concluded any curiosity I may have had for today.

  Dennis just came in and confirmed that the outside air is really raw.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
• 

  Noreen 1:14 pm on February 6, 2025 Permalink  

  Early Bird 

  It is Thursday with the wind again whipping the wind chime outside my bedroom porch, taunting the dusting of snow we had last night.  The bright sun has cleared the drive and we are back to no covering.

  I am an early bird with my blog today.  Yesterday had been a day off of doing a blog until I got the all clear from my administrator.

  This morning, I was hell bent on getting to the studio as I had pondered the next step to my soon to be tote bag.  All the lights were on. KNUJ was giving me the latest news and I was standing next to one of the church tables ready to go.  I put in a new blade in the rotary cutter and the steam iron was heating up.

  As I said, I was standing next to the table with everything in front of me, but I was not moving.  I chose to work with some fabric to finish off the top of the canvas cross-hatched that was dimensional.  The fabric had script printed across the length of the weft. I knew I wanted the script to read correctly as if I would be standing the canvas bag in front of me.  The script fabric being cut in one piece would also be the backing of the top band.  Getting my head wrapped around the correct way to sew this script fabric on correctly, just stymied me for a bit.  This was not going to be a day of ripping out seams.  It does help to fixate.  The adage: you don’t have time to do it right, but you always have time to do it over was blazing across my forehead.

  Finishing off the cup of coffee I had brought to the studio and finding the correct color of sewing thread for this next step in sewing, gave me enough time for a step-away.  I was able to go back to the fabric decision, use my wonder-clips to hold everything in place and get the seam sewn.  Whew.

  Dennis checked in at noon as he had had the little red pickup out for a spin around town.  

  I had prepared an oven meal for last night and that automatically gives me gratis for tonight’s supper.  I will spike it up a bit by adding some cranberries. 

  All is well with my soul . . . as well as everything else on Stauffer Avenue. 

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥