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Can We Talk 2

by Pumpkin

Rated: 13+ · Book · Family · #2058371

Musings on anything.

My blog was filled up. I'm too lazy to clean it out. So I started a new one.

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10 Most Recent Blog Comments:

foxtale

Mar 10, 2024 at 1:46pm
In response to "Famous Guests for Dinner"

Einstein, Aristotle, Honest Abe, Davey Crockett
ok, I see a problem.... the first two would talk to each other, you'd be odd one out,
the second two would talk together, and again you'd be odd one out! LOL

Maybe invite Mary and Martha from the Bible...
except which one would you get stuck with? LOL

Fathertymme, "Cold Durry Days"

Mar 2, 2024 at 9:59pm
In response to "What I Believe About Me"

I would say you are on target, Go for it. I have always said the Grim Reaper will need to sneak up behind me and catch me of guard. And then I will wrestle him.

Lyn's a Witchy Woman

Mar 1, 2024 at 2:13pm
In response to "What I Believe About Me"

Time slows for no one so living in the moment becomes so important.

Lyn's a Witchy Woman

Dec 21, 2023 at 10:34pm
In response to "Blue Christmas Service "

That's an awesome feeling, so much better than any material item.

Kåre Enga in Montana

Nov 15, 2023 at 2:12am
In response to "Diets-Who Needs Them (I do)I"

Living with someone helps me regulate. But Pannya is visiting his mother; so, I'll eat rice (with butter) today. I did my exercise this morning and 'winter' has started. The lower temps will make it easier to be outside. I try to walk every day.

My legs are stronger than a year ago but I can't walk fast like I used to. I try not to think about stairs until I go back to Montana.

The wealthy can afford a cook, an accountant, a chauffeur, a housekeeper. The rest of us just cope.

When I was younger... last century... I lost a lot of weight by dancing every night. Now, not having a car = walking (dangerous in Thailand).

I needn't do some things alone; but, I'm used to not being in groups and becoming a groupie is an undesirable option for me.

Simply Me

Nov 9, 2023 at 8:13pm
In response to "Flat Surfaces"

I do that too. But since Nov bloggathoning I will admit I haven't looked as often.

Kåre Enga in Montana

Nov 6, 2023 at 3:25am
In response to "Planning Ahead"

Yep. My blog, "Porthole"

has lists I check off daily. Not important to do everything every day; but, when I'm traveling I have a special checklist. I'll set out my clothes the night before. Packing is a nightmare in spite of the preparation. Mostly, I'm fine. I still feel that last minute hysteria that comes with the slippage of my mind.

The daily list includes learning/using/watching Thai. Since I'm in Thailand that makes sense... until I forget... therefore the list.

No one reads my blog or comments (about one or two per month). Locally, I do share my accomplishments as chit-chat. I know people who exercise daily, have rigid diets (I don't), know about the pitfalls of Thai culture and government rules (helped me with the anxiety I felt over my visa extension). Not everything can be verified or makes sense online.

I've lived alone for so many years... I'm enjoying sharing a place here in Udon Thani and wonder whether I should ever live alone again. Yes, I can still live alone... but should I?

Kåre Enga in Montana

Oct 21, 2023 at 4:21am
In response to "Recycling old underclothes"

I remove the elastic and cut up into pieces for rags. Most anything can be a rag. The elastic can be tossed or used to tie or bundle other things. Socks can be cut up as well. Depending on fabric... the compost heap might be appropriate.

I keep my best underwear/socks/etc. for travel. I tend to use until threadbare. I have 'ancient' shirts. I have pants that are too small or too big. My weight has fluctuated. I usually buy second hand.

Kåre Enga in Montana

Jul 17, 2023 at 11:43pm
In response to "Summer Veggies"

Chop onions, add other ingredients, and make a meatloaf or meatless-loaf. Slice and freeze... if there are leftovers.

I gardened as a child but haven't had the opportunity for years. Here in Thailand I live near markets that offer dead or alive fresh food. Green papaya is now in season, along with dragon fruit. We picked some up last night.

By-the-way, I prefer yellow or orange tomatoes.

Kåre Enga in Montana

Jun 1, 2023 at 1:26am
In response to "Campaigning"

I hated 2016. 2018 didn't affect me as much. 2020 would've been fine until...

2022 was important but not earth-shattering like 2010.

2024... the "winner takes all and punishes everyone else" is now a characteristic of the American system. Other countries do better with ever changing coalitions and minor parties that have a voice. In Taiwan, the indigenous peoples have 6 designated seats in their legislature. The US talks about diversity and inclusiveness but the system doesn't believe in either. Marginalized voices tend to be drowned out. I've felt marginalized most of my life.

Fortunately, I don't get robo calls... so I'm blessed.

December 31, 2020 at 5:18pm

#1001153

Reviewing the Year

It's always a great time for introspection on the last night of the year. What made you happy in 2020 and what made you sad in 2020?

I think a lot of people will find it easier to think of the sad part. For me it was watching my father pass away. I knew it was coming. I was sitting there waiting for it to happen. There was a long time between breaths. A respiratory therapist came in and couldn't find a heartbeat. She was very calm about it. I couldn't respond to her. Within minutes 5 nurses were there checking. When someone looked to the charge nurse for confirmation, and she nodded, I teared up. But I thought I had it under control.

Suddenly, one of those young nurses bent over to hug me tightly and I lost it. I boohooed out loud and held her back (despite COVID risks). I don't remember what anyone said, though I know the gist of it. For a few minutes I was engulfed with sadness. Nothing can prepare you for that moment.

Happy moments are harder to remember. Most of those were glimpses of the kids in my life. When the three year old just forgot himself and jumped into my lap. Watching the five year old trying to coordinate a fist bump or elbow bump with great grandpa. Just little things, fleeting moments.

My church tried to find alternate means of worship to satisfy the governor's restrictions. I stayed with a very small group who did an early outdoor service, shorter than usual. Another small group did a short indoor service, spaced appropriately, with no singing (the law). It got colder, after the mosquitoes disappeared. One day it rained. I got the feeling we had rediscovered worship. We went to great lengths and discomfort to be together and pray and meditate. The outdoor group had squirrels and songbirds. The Sunday after my father died, I brought four children with me. They ran around away from us and added background noise. It almost doubled attendance. I felt a kinship to those first century Christians, before buildings and formalities encumbered the church. That's a happy outcome.

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