Musings

Well, I would say that the red-haired gene is dominant in dogs. Rebel has thrown out many red offspring. Moppy sits there between her parents comtemplating being stuck with the old folks. Everybody as been fixed so more puppies are not in our future, but I do miss the anticipation, but not watching Maggie, in the background, with extreme worry as Rebel is quite a bit larger than she is in size. She just kept having more and bigger puppies. The risk of losing her was not worth the pleasure of being surrounded by squirming bits of fun.
I am about to take a walk around the yard in this cooler air. I have about 20 more bulbs to bury here and there then I will have met my goal of putting out a hundred new bulbs each fall. With the ground so wet this year, my task has been one of ease.

I cooked supper last night which is a rare treat for us. The first year that I was off with the sickness, the only hobby that I had, besides teaching, was the cooking channel. I fixed supper every night. Eddy and I lived to tell the story of my brilliant concoctions, but did so with 30 extra pounds each. We soon came to the realization that this practice had to stop, and went back to light suppers of a salad or bowl of cereal. Last night, however, with the cold and wet settling in seemed the right time for the scents of roasted pork and potatoes to seep down the stairs.

Well, as you can see, I live a mundane, but peaceful life. A great deal more peace will be ours once this last test of the year is finished on Monday. Sunday night, I will stay up all night and go in for an EEG of my brain on Monday morning. The great irony to me is that my problems happen when up and around. However, they measure one's brain waves in a resting state. I am hoping that it shows that I am not having mild seizures, and, instead, the episodes are the result of my brain being squeezed and released all day by the vasoconstrictor which allows me to be upright. It is always an adventure when the put all the goop on all the little electrodes in my hair. My hair is long and thick. This means when I come out afterwards, I resemble some creature from Boggy Creek. It also means that we just have to come home afterward instead of shopping or eating out in the restaurant. So I will be treated to dollar cheeseburgers from the drive-through at McDonald's. Ahh, life is good!

later

Good Day

Friends and family,

Please forgive the larger type, but I haven't the faintest idea where my glasses are to be found. I awoke this morning to find that I was registering as human on the blood pressure scale and 120/80 was blinking merrily on the readout. It has been more than 2 weeks since I contracted a 24 hour bug which turned into a 2 week dehydration and bottomed out on the scale at 70/50 on most days. Let me tell you that there is not much that a human wishes to do with these numbers unless add them together for a weight!

I met my new neurologist (Dr. Demitri Fomin) last week and I have found something beneficial about a cultural exchange with Russia or thereabouts! He took oodles of time with Eddy and myself, explained any and everything and has a million dollar smile. Probably cost me that much, but so what. Life's pleasures start narrowing down after 50 or at least the recovery time takes waaay too long to indulge too often.

Well, our trip to New York City is official. Eddy and I are going to celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary there in Dec. with Jake as our tour guide. As long as Jake has lived there, we have never seen the city decorated for Christmas. We have the plane tickets, and are going to stay with a couple in Park Slope (Brooklyn-where Jake lives) that rent out the top level of their home for weekends. They live on Jackson Place which is just up the street from Jake. Jake and Andy's apartment is nice for the city, but I think Jake wants to get rid of us for part of each day! A 25 year old can quickly overdose on too much Mom!

I am spending this whole week alone as Eddy is in Louisville, KY for a trade show for the co-op. I am cleaning out everything he always never lets me touch so on Saturday watch CNN for unusual weather activity in the fly-over country. He will storm and rant for a while, but I truly know who has the upper hand in these closets in this marriage. I close with a couple of pictures of the grandgirl just in case you aren't surfing my facebook or other assorted web plunderings. thanks for reading,

Jeanie

a postscript-I won 24 blue, and 13 red ribbons at our county fair with my photography. Some of the prints were then sent on to the district fair where I won 10 blue, and 9 red ribbons. A very small start, but then a pearl was once a grain of sand, so......my pride goeth before my fall!!

Jeanie

The above is a reprint of my family letter and I know that some of you are also on my blog list from time of old, so just delete away if you are forced into double dipping! It is pouring down rain right now. I had such grand plans today to get the porches and patio ready for winter, but that will now be another day. This rain will make it so easy for me to plant tulip and daffodil bulbs, iris, lillies, and some roses tomorrow.

well, I need to remove myself from the computer and go write some hand-written notes to mail, and fix some cards with pictures to go out to various relatives and such.

later-oh the pic is of Reesa as she looks out the window looking for Sally and Chloe, the lab and sheltie who inhabit the back deck of Sach and Codi's house.