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** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** I know I look a bit scary, but I don't bite, much  This is my blog. A place to torture people I don't know with rants, opinoins and just plain babbling so I can keep a few friends in the real world. If you like torture, come join me. Fix a cup of tea or coffee and sit back while I tell you about the time when.... |
| Finally I have been able to sit down, turn on my country music and write.... What to write? That is why I am here... to warm up. I shall start by telling you that I had a pretty good day at work until the last hour. The new boss is sick and she was no fun to be around today. Being a new mother-in-law I was able to ignore her misery enough to tell everyone I ran into about the wedding. Just before noon my old boss gave me four sheets of photo paper so I could bring a couple of pictures back after lunch. At 3:00pm we had Grooving. That is where she went and picked up about 8 kids in 4th or 5th grade. They meet up with and elder partner and do something with them. Today they made pine cone bird feeders. This involved a pine cone, peanut butter and bird seed. Visualize this! What a mess and they were wild children. I said it out loud, I would never make it as a middle school teacher. I couldn't take all the racket. Please understand the children weren't really being bad, just loud and slightly obnoxious like most children including mine would occassionally get. My solution for my own childs was to send them outside to play. I also introduced them to quiet pursuits for indoor time. That is why we all have our own computers and at this very moment my youngest son is in the living room sitting with his father working on models and I sit here with my headset on quietly enjoying my music and babbling at you. Ah, but I should be writing... My problem is I got the beginning started last night/this morning and I think it is pretty good, but I have come to a place I can go two ways. I can wake up Victoria in the land of dreams or have her wake in reality. I think I am leaning to reality. I hesitate to do that because I have just introduced her to her new world and I fear it isn't enough of an intro. On the other hand I need to keep writing so I better do something or I won't make todays word count. Thank you for listening, if you want to find out what I wrote check out my new book Dreamers |
| It is 12:37 am my time and I have aproximately 600 words written on my Nanowrimo story. I have the idea outline --what little I have Written in the footnotes and I am off and running. Unfortunately, I have to go to bed now at a decent hour or semi decent, because I have the unspeakable "W" word tomorrow. I will be back soon to fill peoples in on this weekend's event. But for now, I am off to dream land. Hugs |
  I have hemmed and hawed for a month or so now about whether I want to try again this year to do nanowrimo. I have joined almost every year since 2005 or so and only won once. My thought is, though, if at first you don't succeed try again. (Technically I did succeed once) This year I am doing better than in the past, I have a title from the get go for my story… "Dreamers". It may not be the most imaginative, but it goes with the story. Writing has been an allusive thing to me in the last year. Oh, I have thought about doing it often, I even took an online course, but the actual process has hidden from me. I am ashamed to admit that I actually developed a fear of writing. It may have come from the online course that was meant to help, but showed me how much I don't know about writing or just from the lack of doing. I let life get in the way. I took on projects and told myself that I had to get them done before I could sit down and start writing again. No more. I want to get back on the back of the writing horse and I will not fear being thrown any more. I can adjust my life to do things in moderation even nanowrimo. I am entering to win, but will not do anything drastic if I don't. This is, therefore, my official notice that I have entered the realm of insanity once again and I ask all of you to support me as I drive myself and everyone else around me crazy this year. Write On!!! |
           In the scheme of things twenty-one days of no rain is not a long time, still it seemed long enough. Now the rain is back and southern Minnesota is beginning to feel like Autumn has arrived. Several grey, cloudy days have left me wanting to crawl beneath the covers and sleeping the day away. Life has had other plans for me, which is good, because sleeping all day makes me feel like I am useless and that I have wasted my day. Today Jamie, my daughter-in-law to be, came down and we watched a show called Drassie (I think that is how it is spelled). While we watched the show I crocheted on Ayron's new afghan then I switched over to sewing on his quilt this evening. I started the afghan at the end of last winter and had planned to finish it this fall before it gets too cold. I am looking forward to giving him a new quilt also. The quilt should be 84 X 72 inches. Nice and big. Next will come Kyle's quilt and then finally mine. I am not in a major rush about Kyle's or mine, but I will hopefully get them done this winter. Now that summer is over it is time to switch my project gears. Gardening is done, and as the cool weather slowly creeps in, I feel the need to start making things again. Yes, I did projects this summer, but there is just something extra pleasant about crocheting an afghan as it snows outside that I can't explain -- at least not well. Winter, to me, is snuggly cats and pleasant cooking aromas. We basically give up cooking in the house in the summer because it is just too hot. What is winter too you? What comforts do you seek in the cold grey season of the year? |
| Now there is a title for you. Yes, I made my first ever apron. It turned out quite good, if I say so myself. I am taking it to work and getting it labeled -- hopefully -- so it will stay in the light house. As for bad kittens. Little Mr. Bits decided he wanted some people food too and knawed into the bread we had on the counter. I didn't catch him the first time, but he second time I gave him a love tap on the head, said no and put him on the floor. I am not sure that will deter him long, but training has to start somewhere. At the moment, that is my news and I have to end here because I work in 15 minutes. Have a great day!!! Hugs |
| I just stopped in and read Scarlett's blog. Poor lady has been brought low by a virus. I feel for her and understand. I am not saying I am anywhere near as sick, but ever since last weeks trip to Sioux Falls my sinuses have been unwell. I feel like I have a nose blowing contest with myself every morning and I keep winning prizes I would rather not have coming out of me.  Okayyyy, moving on to a less disgusting subject. This morning has me feeling like something or someone pulled out of the forest after a year of being lost. My hair is matted horribly, my head is throbbing and the body aches. (And you thought I was done complaining.) The picture that accompanies my blog doesn't give an accurate description of my hair's length. It now comes half way down my back. Yes, I know I am getting too old for hair that long, but darn it, I want to be able to claim that at least once in my life my hair touched my butt, so I am not giving up. Anyone that has such long hair knows there are hazards that come with it. For me, if I pull it back for work instead of braiding it, I must comb it out before going to bed or better yet braid it. Not doing so promises twice as much hassle the next morning. This is one of those mornings. The weather has turned pleasantly cool here. I am enjoying it very much even though the knowledge that this is the precurser to much colder weather in the near future. Unfortunately, the cooler weather can get the body aching just a little more. Now that we have covered my aches and pains, let's see what is new around our place. Well, starting this coming Monday, I will be working every other Monday and every other weekend again. We lost an employee this week due to the death of her dad. I am sorry to see her go, but my paycheck thanks her. I got my flu shot yesterday. The nurse giving the shot thought I was a little weird for tensing up just before the shot, but I explained to him that if you tense up then relax the shots tend to hurt less. I learned that in the military. I tensed and relaxed then as yesterday and had almost no pain both times and no bleeding verses others who did not do so. Supposedly this shot was to hurt more than last years and I didn't even need to take an Ibprofen after. The issues I suffered last week are still haunting me. Even worse, the kind, caring part of me wants to go check up on JM, but I know to do so will just bring all the issue back to the surface. Some days I do not like being me. Well, I am off to fight an epic battle with the snarls in my hair and get ready to take my Daughter-in-law to be to her mother's for the weekend. I hope every one who reads this is healthy and happy or on the way to being so. Hugs |
| In the last couple of years, I have been adding herbs to my garden. I have parsley, oregano, sage and rosemary. And lets not forget mint. I think I have two types of mint, possibly chocolate and then just the plain jane variety. The thing is, I have no idea what to do with them for the most part. A while back I did use fresh herbs in my meatloaf and it turned out great, but otherwise it just sits out there looking pretty. That is good enough too, but..... I have decided that I am going to learn how to dry herbs for winter use. So, I am off to search the net to see what I can learn. I have some herbs collected sorted and washed. That is a good start, in my opinion. The excess that was spotted or too woody, I gave to the chickens and they are happily pecking away at them. It is a nice treat since the rest of the garden has slowly faded away. I am down to two plants, the zucchini and cucumber babies I planted a month or so back. They are doing beautifully now that the earwigs have gone into hibernation. Unfortunately, tonight is supposed to deliver the first frost of the year. That means I need to go to the dollar store and pick up some plastic to put over the frames I have around the two plants to protect them from this frost. All the animals are doing well. And all of them are still here, including our newest memeber, now called Mr. Bits or Bits. Now we have Tibbles and Bits. That works out because those two are already getting along, but Dott, not so much. She will get close to the kitten now for her belly rubs, but she still hisses at him if he tries to aproach her. I suspect it is a female cat thing. Everyone in the family is healthy and mostly happy. At the moment, my youngest son has two friends over. I was kind of shocked to look in his room and see a very large TV sitting on the table. Apparently he and his friends have decided to use my house for gaming day. That means I have lost my TV and living room for now. Ah well, I would rather have them here where I know he is safe than out wrecking the car or breaking the law. I am off to take a short nap now. Be well. |
| It has happened again.... But this is not my fault!!! I was sitting in the living room watching TV; minding my own business when I heard this meowing. At first I thought it was in the background of the TV show I was watching and wondered why they would have that. Eventually my husband heard the sound also and he looked out and saw the kitten sitting near our steps meowing pitiously. When he went outside, it dashed away and hid under our son's car. This is where I acted without thinking. I hollered for the hubby to bring me some tuna because we don't keep wet cat food. By the time my husband brought it out the kitten was circling me, but too scared to let me pet it. The food won him over in a heartbeat. I brought the little rascal in after he finished his treat of tuna. First thing, I deposited him in the litter box so he would know where to go and I sat down to finish watching my show. After my show finished the hubby an I talked. Since we live in the middle of town, I can't imagine someone dumped him here. I guess it is possible, but it seems very unlikely. I promised to call around and let the proper people know that I had found a kitten and to put up signs at the local busy spots. Today I did all I promised, plus I walked the block knocking on doors checking to see if anyone had lost a kitten. No one seemed to have misplaced him though the neighbor two houses down said that her children were playing with a kitten that they had found and it could possibly be her neighbors. I knocked on said neighbor's door, but no one was home. I shall try to check again tomorrow or Wednesday as I work tomorrow afternoon and evening. In the meantime Mr Boots, the kitten, has grabbed on to my heart strings and is pulling for all he is worth. He is so cute and cuddly, but I have two wonderful cats already. We tried having three cats before and it just didn't seem to work out well. As it is Dott is expressing her displeasure by avoiding me completely. Even Tibbles didn't come and snuggle with me today. If you are wondering what happened with BunBun -- you remember the rabbit I got from a friend who owns a farm. Having BunBun living in the house was not working out. She was doing her bunny best, but I got tired of washing couch cushions really quick. By the time I had to wash one the third day in a row -- and that was with me putting towels down to protect them -- I realized I may have been hasty in getting a rabbit. I was all set to return BunBun to my friend and admit my mistake. But then I got to thinking about that little cage she was stuck in when on the farm and I couldn't do it. So, then I thought maybe I should take her out near a stream and let her go leaving all her food in a pile to give her time to adjust. I was all set on the idea, but when I got home, without really thinking about it, I put her cage in the chicken coup. BunBun loves it. We traded her cage out yesterday for a bunny hutch with a ramp and she seems very happy with her newest home. The kennel was working fine till we got lots of rain. Even though I had it under a tarped area with two sides and the top covered with wood, the rain still got in the cracks. So, Saturday, Ayron used some of the wood he collected from the dumpster at work to build her a small hutch with a ramp. I like that he put a hinged lid on top and BunBun like the nice dark enclosed space to hide. BunBun comes out in the evenings and romps around the larger area. Some days she decides to play chicken and I see her sitting in the chicken hutch while the chickens are busy scratching and pecking. Other times the chickens would go in her house before we put the hutch in, eating her food. The chickens don't seem to mind her or she them. All is well at Renae's ark. It is after two in the morning here. I guess I should head off to bed. I need to get back to a more reasonable sleeping schedule. I have slowly went back to staying up too late and getting up even later in the mornings. Hugs to all |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Please understand as I write this that I am in no way putting rabbits down. I have, however, discovered that I am not an indoor rabbit person. Lady Cinamon BunBun has been moved out to the coup with the chickens. This is not a bad thing. Yesterday evening I watched her happily bound about then return to her safe haven at her leasure. Ayron is going to get me some scrap wood from his place of employment soon so that I can build BunBun a decent little hutch to hide in. Maybe if I got a baby and raised it from the get go to understand the house rules she or he would adjust accordingly, but BunBun, though I know she was trying, just wastn't ready for being in the house. I wish I could say all things are peachy at Auntynae's house, but I am having a bit of a time finding my happy. Today was the worst so far. I have no reason to be unhappy, not really, but some of my 'issues' are raising their ugly heads with a vengence. Part of my problem has to do with dealing with some people that make me uncomfortable to be around and work. Yep! work. It has taken two years, but the glamour of being an activities assistant has warn off. I won't bore you with all my little pet peeves and petty complaints, but I have some of both. As I write this blog my husband is doing something that is making or should be making me very happy. He is ripping up the carpet in the laundry room. I mentioned how I desperately wanted it done because the carpet is digusting. This is the perfect time to do this as it is fall pick up and I want to clean out the house of unwanted things. We can throw away anything that isn't an appliance for no charge this weekend and next. It is a great deal for us and the city. It keeps people from throwing junk in ravines or on the roadside and allows people to get rid of larger items without paying an arm and a leg. Several communities have spring and fall cleanup. It also gives people a chance to 'dumpster dive' for slightly used items. Ayron and I got a set of 4 diningroom chairs that we breathed new life into ten years back. Those chairs lasted us a couple of extra years and taught me a little about re-apolstering. I have noticed that some of the best blogs I have read are short and sweet. I can't prom9ise sweet, but I am going to try for short. Take care and be well. hugs |
| I was feeling a little guilty that I hadn't stopped in for a few days, but after checking about I discovered that I am not the only one spending time doing instead of writing. The weather here has turned cool and rainy. I am sure the farmers are not enjoying the rain, but I am enjoying the cooler weather. I would like to live somewhere where 80 is the high and it got back into the mid 60s at night all year round. A person can dream and that is part of mine. I wish I could say something great about work, but I am going through another phase where work is work and I am not the least bit excited about it at this time. I don't hate or dread the job, it has just lost something. I keep hoping it will come back, but so long as we are in a period of change I suspect I will not be a hundred percent happy. That is okay in a way because when I get this way I turn to either writing or projects as a way to escape. Right now I am working on coin bags. I have 20 out of the 100 requested of me and I have till mid October to get the other 80 done. After that I think I will move back to quilting. I owe a couple of family member quilts. This year has been a good year for me to practice prioritizing and sticking to that. It has been hard to stay on task, but I feel I have done pretty good at doing just that. Thirty years after my first project and I am finally getting the hang of sticking with and finishing project. Okay maybe not thirty and I have finished other projects, but you get the idea. BunBun got a housing upgrade of sorts yesterday. I finally broke down and added the rabbit hutch wire floore to the kennel. It didn't cover the whole floor so I added the plactic lid from at storage bin in the back then placed the storage bin on it once the lid was secured. I added wood chips to the container and one piece of woode got tied on the side to cover the other gap. My words may not be doing the new house justice, but I assure you it turned out really nice. BunBun is very happy with the new set up and doesn't want to come out of her new bed, which is the container with all the wood shavings. Usually when I open the kennel door she goes and hided under the laundry room sink, but she is so content that she is staying in her bed today. I asked Ayron to pick up some rabbit food last night and he came home with the fanciest food he could find. His reasoning, if BunBun has only had pellets to eat her whole life she deserves some variety. . . My husband isn't a softy at all  I was using a wicker basket as a carry basket for BunBun because she isn't very fond of being carried, but she turned it into her bathroom. I think I will leave it as that for now and get a new basket for her. It does make me wonder though if she is trying to make a statement about being carried. LOL My garden is on its last legs. Everything is ripening and turning from the fresh green of spring and summer to the browns of fall. I am kind of sad but also settling in to plan for next year. With my house my own again, I am thinking of starting a couple of plants indoors and trying to keep them going through the winter. It may not work, but then again, it may. I guess it is time to start my day. Be well. Hugs Auntynae  |
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