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August 7, 2019

Wild ball of wax

"The reports of my disappearance have been greatly exaggerated..."

Well, Mark Twain didn't say it like that, but you get the idea.

Please excuse my tardiness in getting back here. The past several days since my previous post have been either – 1. extremely busy, 2. full of migraines and body ills, or 3. filled with stress and worry.

Yep, the whole ball of wax has run wild here lately.

I probably should have warned you ahead of time, my blog friends, that stuff happens in my life constantly, causing me to be unexpectedly absent. Just when I think it's safe to sit down and UNthink – B A M ! – there it is.

Meh, I'm used to it. Life can't be all hunky-dory all the time, right? And, yeah, I'm that person who tends to keep most of it... okay, a lot of it... to myself. I remain silent.

But not alone.

Because.... God.

God is the only certainty.

I have to handle a few more things over the next couple days or so. When I get back, I'll update you on everything. And I'll share a lovely little gift that came in the mail from a blog friend!



July 29, 2019

Just stuff

Yep, I'm still here.

And the allergies are still kicking my butt. I did spend a couple days in bed, and that helped somewhat... I probably needed the rest. I'm stuck between the "well-I'm-better world" and the "ugh-I-feel-awful world." I'm probably going to have to buy something to help me through allergies because I'm not an indoors person. I must have my gardening therapy. Three of the grandkids have to take allergy meds, so if they can do it, so can I.

Grandson Andrew is moving into his first apartment as an adult later this week. He's already a manager at a local Sonic where he started working a year ago. It's hard to fathom how quickly these past 18 years have gone with him. He took honor and college courses during his senior year of high school; he graduated this past May but was done with the high school part back in February. Already having several college credits puts him ahead when he starts classes at the community college here. Andrew thinks he wants to be an accountant, but is keeping his options open. Of course, this gramma thinks he will do quite well in whatever career he chooses. *wink*

Granddaughter Kara and I had a troop pool party yesterday afternoon at one of the other leader's homes. I made my usual orange chiffon (just for everyone else because I don't do sugar). It's my daughter[-in-law] Amanda's recipe. If you want the recipe I took a photo of the card from my recipe book.

In case you cannot read it, here are the recipe details:

  • 1 cup sour cream
  • 12 oz. tub whipped topping
  • 2 pkgs. orange jello (the 4 serving size)
  • 1 can mandarin oranges, drained
  • 1 can crushed pineapple,drained
Mix all ingredients in large bowl, cover and refridgerate at least 3 hours. Serves 8–12 depending on portion size.
This time I changed it up a bit by using one orange jello and one raspberry jello. There's no such thing as a 12 ounce tub of whipped topping (at least where we live), so that's actually one-and-a-half small tubs. You can use any size cans of mandarin oranges and crushed pineapple. Back when Jerry and I used to devour it (haha!), I left out the pineapple because he doesn't like it. You can alter this recipe in so many ways.

I have journals that I keep for each of the grandkids and my son John that they will get when I die. They're kind of a cross between journals and scrapbooks.  The one for John was originally intended for him and Jeff to share, but he will have it to himself since Jeff died. His includes stories of me, my growing up and adult years, plus all the stories I can think of about him and his brother through their lives. I don't have journals stated for the youngest grandkids Nova and Aero... yet. I have to get that figured out. The other grandkids' journals – for Andrew, Madison, and Kara – are stories of them over the years and things about their dad Jeff and uncle John. Photos I've taken of all of them are going back to them as I add them to the journals. I feel like, why have photo albums just sitting around after I die when they can be enjoying those photos and the stories that go along with them. I take one day each week to do a little something in each journal. By keeping it small like that, it's not overwhelming. Plus, it helps clear out my photo albums and photo containers... less for my kids to do when I die, right?

The kids in the local school district begin school on August 15 (pre-K through 9th grade) and 16 (10th through 12th grade). Back when I was in elementary and junior high school, we didn't start until after Labor Day. Of course, I think the two differences probably level out in certain ways. Currently, the kids get a whole two weeks of winter vacation, have anywhere from 2-6 days every month out of school for teacher in-service days, parent-teacher conferences, school music and holiday concerts, and the like... in my day, we barely had a week for winter vacation, parent-teacher conferences were 2-3 times per year, and no other days off except one extra for Easter. Until a few years ago, the only air-conditioning in some of the school buildings was the "open the windows" type. Our city was way behind in that for way too long. Can you imagine being in a stuffy, hot classroom in the middle of August?! It was hot enough in September when I was in school!

The humidity in Kansas always rises again (if it hasn't stayed at high levels, haha) during the week of the Kansas State Fair ... this year that's September 6–15. The weather during those days goes plum crazy. It never fails. Either we get huge downpours from rainstorms, awful heat and humidity, or mid-way through Fair week the temperature plummets into the 20s and 30s. One year, some of our family came in from another state... they went to the fair in the morning, only to have to leave an hour later to go buy coats at Walmart so they could go back to the fair. There had been no weather reports or other clues that it would be anything but summer-like temps. If I remember correctly, that was the day it got up to 82°, then fell to super cold temps within minutes, like 32°!


The first Monday of the state fair nowadays is "dollar day/free day" (it used to be called "seniors day," but that somehow went by the wayside). We either pay $1 or show our local grocery store card to get in free. That's the one day I go now. For several years now I've been going alone – I get time to myself without other people (family) wanting to do things I don't care about. I can do what I want, see what I like, and wander at my own pace. This year, I'm going to rent a wheelchair for Jerry and take him along. We're praying that the day won't be extra hot or rainy or frigid cold. Just nice weather do Jerry can enjoy his time there. He hasn't been able to go for several years due to medical issues going on, so we're going to try it this year.

We just had a quick thunderstorm go through. Not enough to do any good for the gardens and lawns. I wish we could get a nice gentle rain for a few hours instead of these quick downpours that are over within minutes.

Ah, well.

I watched granddaughter Nova and grandson Aero this afternoon while their mama and daddy went grocery shopping. Aero found his reflection in the refrigerator. And so, I leave you with this photo and thought....

When you look in the mirror tomorrow and see yourself, try to look with new eyes. If you are having troubles, send them away knowing that no matter what happens, God loves you and through Him you have the strength to do anything. If you do not have any troubles, thank Him for covering you with His love and grace. Blessings to everyone!

July 24, 2019

Cough sniffle sneeze

I've been fighting allergies for several weeks.

Or maybe it really is a cold.

I can't decide, and I'm not going to waste $30 just to have the doctor say, "Yup, it's allergies," or "Yup, it's a cold." 😷

To save us money (since I don't have health insurance), I'll let it run its course. I went to bed early on Sunday evening, stayed in bed all of Monday, and was in bed for the most part today. I don't feel sick, but I sound sick.

Coughing. Sniffling. Sneezing. Along with what feels like a mild earache and sore throat.

The length of time I've had the symptoms tells me it's probably allergies.

Although, when I have illnesses, it can take me weeks to get over it. Such as when I was sick for the whole month of October 2018.

I've never had allergies in my life – until about 2-3 years ago. Doctor says it happens a lot to folks. You know, like when you've been using a certain laundry soap for years and years, then suddenly, you're allergic to it. Plus, I have a compromised immune system (as does Jerry), and that makes things oh-so-much-fun.


So, please pardon my meager posting at the moment. And when I get back to full capacity, I'll catch up on your blogs.

Here's hoping you're all healthy!