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SAY IT THREE TIMES

11/28/2017

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​The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.

                                                                      Henry Beston

​First off, a HUGE Happy Birthday today to Sister Sandy, who was surprised to learn that she is actually one year younger than she thought
 ​​she should be.  Uh . . . can you say "Senior Moment"? Wait, I have a little paper sign with that saying, hanging on a board here in my office. 
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​Okay, my motto is Senior Moments with an "S", so I must be worse off than my dear much-older sister. Whatever.

​I have not had much time to write on this blog, 'cause I've been concentrating on our Woodbridge Haven project. Wow, I never knew it was so confusing building something. We added on to our little house years and years ago, and I didn't have much  to do with that. But this is really something. Can't wait until it is done. I've been working on priming and painting the kitchen cabinets. I think Jenna and I went a little overboard on all the storage in our warming kitchen, but I have such a small kitchen at home and hers is kinda old fashioned, so we tried to make it really nice.  The contractor was a little surprised at the color we chose for the cupboards - Poised Taupe. It is really gray-brownish which will go with our color scheme. Remember, ALL the walls are pure white right now, so a punch of color will be good. I went and ordered the carpet squares yesterday. We wanted to go that route since most businesses with high-traffic areas are using them. They, too will be darker (brown, gray, black).
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​Here's a selfie of me before I hit total exhaustion level on Sunday. I literally felt like drawing a chalk outline of myself on the floor before I left for the evening, so that the construction guys would come in on Monday morning and think that I had dropped dead (but the body had been hauled away, of course). Seven and half hours later, I was NOT smiling.

​I ran out to the cemetery  yesterday and changed out the folks' flowers. You know I always post the latest pictures for viewing from my two sisters than live far away. Here you go, Sandy and Karen.
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​Let's see. November. I forgot to mention that approximately the 11th was the fourth anniversary of my breast cancer diagnosis. Not that I feel like that is something to celebrate - just taking note of all that has happened in the last four years. Wow! I have almost three years done with taking Letrozole. Only two more years. Crap! I hate the weight gain and all the trouble walking. I feel like I walk like a cowboy --- you know, kinda swaying back and forth. Or, maybe it looks like I need a couple of hip replacements. I still concentrate hard when walking, trying to look natural, but it still looks kinda odd the way I walk. 

Okay, now on to the "Say It Three Times" segment. Yup, it's political. 

​Have you noticed how corrupt and icky it is getting in the world concerning men in power? Of course you have. Everyone has heard. It is so creepy that these powerful men in politics, show business, and financial business, feel the need to force their wants onto unsuspecting women (and sometimes guys, too). I figure that once they have made a ton of money and experienced all that that money can buy, the thrills in life are harder and harder to find. They keep searching for the extra "high" and since they have already purchased or experienced everything, they look a little further to find something to dominate. WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!

​It is apparent that these jerks are not thinking with their brains, if you get my drift. They are thinking with something else. I would hesitate to advise these perverts to start getting things done in the right way by putting their "thinking" caps on their heads.  They would probably reach for a condom, 'cause  that would cover what most of them are using for their thought process. DISGUSTING! DISGUSTING! DISGUSTING!

​I am waiting with baited breath for somebody to do something as far as running our country. Our Congress has been known as the "Do Nothing Congress" for the last eight years, because nobody wanted to negotiate things for the good of our people. Now, this last year has been the year of investigations, lies, name-calling, corruption, undoing of good things and making them bad, and very little is getting done as far as running the country. We have slid down the list of respected and powerful nations, and now all other countries realize that they do not necessarily have to listen to us or come to us for leadership. They have found that they can do a lot on their own. 

​GET TO WORK! GET TO WORK! GET TO WORK!

​NOTE: In the last post, I mentioned that I am getting "dingy", I meant like "ding-a-ling".  What I had previously written sounded like Mom and I were "yellowing" or getting drab and dull. I really meant   "ding-ee", not "din-gee". Enough explanation? I think so.

A few more pictures of the building for my sisters.  

​                                                   God Bless You All




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CHANGES

11/4/2017

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TRUE LIFE IS LIVED WHEN TINY CHANGES OCCUR.

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,                Leo Tolstoy

​Things have been pretty hectic lately. The Woodbridge
building is speeding toward completion. Our board members and some friends are coming out today to see the inside and the rooms!  Really wish that Spring was just starting now, because we would love to do our landscaping and make the outside as lovely as the inside is going to be. Almost everyone I have talked to about the building (and lots of people are approaching me to ask what the building is for) have expressed interest in our purpose since it  seems like they all know or have someone near them that could benefit from this type of program.

​Therefore, "CHANGES" refers to the difference in a bare piece of land a few weeks ago, turning into a business that hopefully will endure and become an important part of our community.

​The next "CHANGE" that I have noticed lately is . . . me.  Yes, dear friends, I am becoming like my mother. I wish it were the things that she was best known for -  kindness, generosity, patience, all the nice things can a person can possibly be. No, I am talking about her dingy side. The difference between her and me in this instance is that she had a medical problem, and I, well, am just normally dingy. Is that an oxymoron? Anyhoo, when Mother was in her thirties, she developed serious complications with her thyroid. She had the goiter problem going on, which required her to have some operations. But before she finally got treatment, she would do the oddest things. We would find her cleaning the house, top to bottom, at 3:00 in the morning. Then there was the time that she drove home from town with her purse on the roof of the car. It was a good thing that she drove very slowly! She had difficulty processing normal behavior.  One of our top funniest memories of Mother during this time was the time when she was putting groceries away. Later we discovered that she had put her purse in the refrigerator and the milk in a cupboard. She was having trouble concentrating because her system was going 90 miles hour and everything about her thinking was speeding too fast due to her thyroid .

​Like most women I know, I, too, take regular medications for my thyroid  and therefore, don't have the problem Mother did. This is where I come in. I am finding myself doing dingy things. Two nights ago I made a big batch of fried Northern fish for supper. The left-overs went into a container and were put away. Yesterday, I went to my antique cupboard in the kitchen, and guess what I discovered?  There was the fish!!  I had put it in the cupboard instead of the frig. I AM GETTING JUST LIKE MY MOTHER! Only she had an excuse for her behavior. I don't. I must have too much going on in my head. Yeah . . . that's it . . .  yeah.

​I have made another anniversary. On October 25th, I hit my 6th anniversary of quitting smoking. Yup, I'm bringing it up simply because there may be readers out there that haven't heard about my "miracle" which I talked about in the June 6, 2014 post. If you haven't read it, please do. That was a major event in my life. Seriously. I had an actual miracle occur and I will be forever grateful for it. 

​Also written in the June 2014 posts was a story that might also be called a genuine miracle that happened to Hubby. I think it is the June 18, 2014 post that described how he missed being road kill by a matter of minutes.

​And in conclusion of my "CHANGES" dissertation, don't forget stinking Daylight Savings Time begins tomorrow night. Remember SPRING FORWARD ---- FALL BACK.

                                                                   Happy Birthday tomorrow, Nina

                                                               GOD BLESS YOU ALL

 
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