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October 16, 2020 at 2:49pm
October 16, 2020 at 2:49pm
Pick a dessert quote and share a story that connects with the one you chose.

"People who love to eat are always the best people." by Julia Child

         This is so true. Eating employs several senses: tasting, seeing, smelling. Touch is used with foods eaten with the fingers, and hearing with foods that sizzle or snap. Now she's not saying overindulging or making yourself a glutton. But simply preparing food, sharing it and consuming it. Maybe even growing your own would be included. It always seems to me a tomato you grew yourself tastes better.

         I've noticed that people who like to eat tend to be more generous, more amiable, and more adventurous. Picky eaters are more uptight (in my limited observations) or have personality quirks. I learned in my single life that if a man only likes Velveeta cheese or white bread, he's going to be a pain with too many hang-ups. He got dumped. The person who likes to try new recipes is more likely to be appreciative, of anything, and have a more positive outlook. It would interesting to know if some social scientist somewhere had actually done a study of this.

         I broke out laughing when I read Julia's words that "The only time one eats diet food is while waiting for the steak to cook." (of something close to that) I like it, but I think the title quote is more insightful than Julia meant for it to be.

October 14, 2020 at 11:56pm
October 14, 2020 at 11:56pm
Write a limerick or a short story about the word pumpkin

We bought a pumpkin so big around.
We could not lift it from the ground.
We used a hand truck,
Crossed our fingers for luck.
Now it is decorated in town.
October 6, 2020 at 4:40pm
October 6, 2020 at 4:40pm
         I just filled the dining room mantle with metal spiders, real mini pumpkins, scarecrows, and one ceramic jack-o-lantern. There's a bat and a ghost hanging under the mantle. I don't have that many kids visiting, so I guess it's just for me. I have short scarecrows in the windows and a haunted house in the kitchen over the big window. The living room has a dancing Mickey Mouse wizard on the coffee table. He's the one decoration that's meant to played with. I have a burlap pumpkin on the end table, and a carved wooden pumpkin down in the foyer with seasonal color flowers.

         Outside I have a large ceramic jack-o-lantern (Kroger sold a ton of them last year). We have scarecrows in front and back, left from trying to keep the woodchucks and the deer from eating all the plants. They didn't do their job, so now they get Halloween duty. And I have my potted mums from last year showing their white, yellow and brownish blooms.

         The cars in the driveway block the outdoor view because of the weird layout of our yard. My 92 year old dad likes to clown around by posing with the scarecrows or the elephant ears (plants) for photos. Sometimes he enlists one of his great-grands, and we have two clowns. We don't usually get many trick or treaters because of the wooded feel and the distance between driveways. The pandemic will probably prevent all tricks or treats, so we will have the candy all to ourselves.

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September 22, 2020 at 2:17pm
September 22, 2020 at 2:17pm
Prompt: Who has changed your life, and how?

         This can be a tough question. Lots of people have influenced me: parents, grandparents, teachers, some older friends, etc. Who changed me? Besides me, that is.

         You might say my husband when he became a raging alcoholic and made my life a living hell. I changed it by walking out on him and giving up all my worldly possessions.

         No, overall, through all the ups and downs of my life, I have to give you what many would call the corny or sentimental answer: Jesus. No matter where I find myself or what the circumstances, it is Jesus who determines my actions and attitudes. I am continually changing as I attempt to study his word and to walk more closely with him. I have to delve into my deepest thoughts and feelings to clear out the old "clutter" while trying to be more in tune with his teachings.

Without Jesus all these years, I know I would be a different person. I wouldn't be examining my values or trying to improve my being. I would have made more mistakes than I did.

September 12, 2020 at 5:18pm
September 12, 2020 at 5:18pm
Day 2857: September 12, 2022

Prompt: Spring, Summer, Autumn, or Winter. Pick your favorite and write a tribute to it.

         There is something special about each of the seasons, and i am grateful to be alive in any of them. Autumn does seem to be kind of special, however. I think it goes back to my childhood and the anticipation of school and its activities. We never outgrow the feelings it arouses.

         It gets dark sooner, so I can't work in the yard as late. There's something nostalgic and sad about seeing the days getting shorter. Summer vacation is over, the winter lies ahead. The summer harvest is done; no more tomatoes, no squash, no watermelon. Even the basil is looking withered, along with the sage. The petunias are looking scrawny, no matter how much I groom them.

         As for housekeeping, I'm already thinking holidays. Washing the special dishes I only get out in the fall, spiffing up the dining room, decorations. It's too early for Halloween or Thanksgiving, but certainly fall style knick- knacks and flowers. I'll miss all the crafts fairs and harvest festivals this year, thanks to the Pandemic. Even my dad is thinking about holiday gatherings and meals. and what needs to be different.

         Dining out is not a good option this year. Buying catered food and serving here is viable, but not appetizing. I don't think my crowd is that hungry for institutional broccoli casserole. Cooking as usual and serving here is probably the best option. The family has started taking liberties anyway. It depends on the news and the cautions issued by then.

         So the fall brings a certain anxiety and busyness even without a dreaded disease chasing us. We welcome the cooler air, the change in colors, decreased humidity, and more darkness for more rest. More than that, autumn reminds us of our mortality. Spring is a happy time of rebirth and childhood and growing. Summer represents the full green productivity and activity of adulthood. If winter is our old age and the wait for death, then autumn is that last great burst of beauty before the winter of our lives. We slow down and cherish each day.
September 9, 2020 at 7:08pm
September 9, 2020 at 7:08pm
         I'm finally getting around to thinking about what I would pack if I had an emergency evacuation. Since it took me several weeks to gather my thoughts, I'm afraid I wouldn't be much good at getting out fast. The tropical storms that hit Florida brought this on.

         First, I'd pack all my meds, including over the counter drugs. Then I guess clean underwear, extra shoes, and toiletries would be next. A flashlight, my cell phone and charger, my Kindle, some snacks, and a change of clothes come next. My dad goes where I go, but he has to pack his own underwear and socks and medicine. I'd have to double check his wallet and masks.

         We'd need a full tank of gas, maybe a blanket or two in case we get stuck on the road. The shorter the notice the less I would take. It would be nice to have some tools and more clothes in case it took longer than expected.

         I would not take time to grab photos or antiques or collectibles. I have no children, so I wouldn't grab the toys at my house (for visitors). Our lives are more important than things, but we want to have what we need for days, possibly weeks. Whether it's an out of control forest fire, a tornado, or a violent mob, I don't have anything worth dying for.

         It is an interesting question. What would you take if you were given orders to evacuate within 12 hours? 4 hours?
September 9, 2020 at 7:08pm
September 9, 2020 at 7:08pm
         I'm finally getting around to thinking about what I would pack if I had an emergency evacuation. Since it took me several weeks to gather my thoughts, I'm afraid I wouldn't be much good at getting out fast. The tropical storms that hit Florida brought this on.

         First, I'd pack all my meds, including over the counter drugs. Then I guess clean underwear, extra shoes, and toiletries.
August 4, 2020 at 3:46pm
August 4, 2020 at 3:46pm
         I had my teeth cleaned last Saturday. I went to my normal appointment two weeks before, only to discover it was their first week of reopening and they had canceled my appointment without telling me. They were booking late October or Saturdays in August. I took a Saturday. Turned out it was not even my dentist, but his new partner who saw me. OK, I don't mind. It's really the hygienist I go to see. The dentist told me that this was an attempt by many people to go back to normal-getting the teeth cleaned or getting a haircut. I just wanted my teeth cleaned because I care about the care of my gums and teeth. It wasn't about feeling "normal".

         As far as the haircut is concerned, I'm four months overdue, and don't plan to go to the hairdresser, at least until fall. I have so much yard work to do that I need to keep my hair out of my face and off my neck. That's easier to do with longer hair. Also, I've been highlighting for years trying to hide my sprinkling of gray. I expected a lot more gray to be showing in my roots. It actually doesn't look any worse than it did years ago. Another plan was to figure out my natural shade of gray, and do the highlights in gray instead of blond. I could do a perky new hair cut at the same time. But since I can't figure out what shade, I might just let it go the natural colors. It's time I looked like I'm aging gracefully and not trying to hide my age. I know so many women in their 70's and 80's and still doing that blond hair. We all know they're not blond any longer. They're trying too hard. I don't want to belong to that group, even if brown is my base color. So the whole hair thing is still up for thought.

         What is normal? There's only a few things a retired person like myself is not doing. Church attendance, for one. We have a "virtual tabernacle", but I don't have the means to do ZOOM for meetings. I just watch a service on YouTube. Another one is volunteer work. I'm old and have health issues and I live with my 92 year old father. Too many strikes against going out in public when not necessary, even with precautions. I might go shopping if any department stores are still open when we reach "normal" or go to a movie.

         It was a big issue for us this weekend when one of the kids in the extended family was hurt and taken to ER. I was going to keep the other kids (the young father passed away). The concern came about how the mother and child who had been in ER were going to pick up the boys afterwards without giving potential ER germs to old me and my elderly dad. We worked it out, but then my dad couldn't understand why she couldn't come into our house or why he can't go visit the child and check on her. I'll take him next week. We decided a one week quarantine would probably be okay.

         Some sort of new "normal" will emerge. It's been too long to go back to the old one.
July 29, 2020 at 3:38pm
July 29, 2020 at 3:38pm
         Mother Nature is a very strong woman and not very nice, no matter how pretty. The woodchucks ate every bloom in my small garden patch last night. The deer have grazed all the hostas down to the ground, but won't eat the voodoo plant. I can't get rid of the voodoo plant which spreads its roots underground and pops up elsewhere. I picked 55 the other day and 10 more today. It's been a two year battle.

         My blackberries are picked clean, not even red ones remain. The leaves are still intact, so I think the birds got those. I have lots of plants in pots as well. The roma tomatoes on my deck stairs were just turning red and appeared to be safe. Yesterday when I was carrying water from the rain barrel to dry plants, I noticed two of the three in a bunch were missing. No one had been in my yard. The deer will go up the wheel chair ramp on the other side, but not these steps. A few hours later, the third one was gone. I checked the ground underneath, nothing. Birds would beck at them, not carry off a rather sizeable roma. However, I have had a lot of black birds, even a few crows lately. They may be big enough to pluck a whole tomato and abscond with it. No other animal would have climbed that high and gotten the tomato off the cage in daytime with two humans running nearby.

         Then there's the ants. They're everywhere. We fight the ones inside with constant cleaning and bait to attack the colonies. Outside, they're on the brick wall, the outdoor benches, the rocks around the flower beds. I have to get rid of them before I can kneel to do the weeding. The sprays and the powders don't seem to affect them.

         I will say that I have particularly enjoyed the petunias this year. They take a lot of attention, but they are rewarding.

         I resolved the missing tomato problem. Squirrels. A green one was on my railing half eaten. It finally hit me, the squirrels run down the railing when I come out to chase them away from the bird feeder (squirrel proof). This roma tomato plant was on the platform in the stairs and leaned against the railing. Squirrels can hang upside down to eat. I am confident the tree rats have stolen my tomatoes. I have moved the plant a little, and am going to go shopping for netting. Aug. 4
July 10, 2020 at 11:43pm
July 10, 2020 at 11:43pm
         I took my boss's place at a meeting he could not attend. People from many departments were there to figure out why we kept manufacturing the wrong item and sending it to this one customer. I kept telling them why but no one paid any attention to me. After the meeting, I went to my office and took out my engineering drawings and numbered notices. I copied the right ones, took them to my boss, and the light went on for him. They were all calling the desired item by the wrong name, so it was made to computer specifications. It was easier to settle it by changing our official papers than to change the customer's orders. Who could make people change their attitudes?

         So he took the copies to the Engineering Dept. They issued new drawings with the wrong name (the one used on the orders) and I changed the descriptions in the computer to match the new Design notice and drawing. No more problem with that customer.

         The bottom line is that I was the only one in a large company who knew what was wrong, but no one would listen to a peon.

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