tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72264145245176786152024-03-19T04:48:38.247-04:00Looking At Life Through My Bifocals - Sharing my life one day at a timeKathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.comBlogger2742125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-37827366075623894472024-03-11T23:14:00.001-04:002024-03-11T23:15:43.497-04:00RUNNING AROUND<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXCH5pMR1xSL3t7WBQJR49-4RuPkIc3yX4hZeOGN0J_MpBWKhh2M_mYA2eAyqIy9zmjqILEEUYFZfCIYgmx9McaKiOOa8kJfyqKLB9f_ImZ2NH_ZZ7TfU6AoT1a2XkePdXs3biSuSE-aNdAqhU0-ubwiWxtTLC4trARNCi-ujXKQfTnooqj-o7sOOu/s1140/Monday.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1140" data-original-width="992" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXCH5pMR1xSL3t7WBQJR49-4RuPkIc3yX4hZeOGN0J_MpBWKhh2M_mYA2eAyqIy9zmjqILEEUYFZfCIYgmx9McaKiOOa8kJfyqKLB9f_ImZ2NH_ZZ7TfU6AoT1a2XkePdXs3biSuSE-aNdAqhU0-ubwiWxtTLC4trARNCi-ujXKQfTnooqj-o7sOOu/w348-h400/Monday.jpg" width="348" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I got a phone call early this morning. It was just after 7:00 and it was my friend, Kathy. She was to have a colonoscopy and I had just been praying for her. It turns out that she was able to get to the hospital but didn't have a ride home. After doing the cleanse the day before she didn't want to just get a cab and go home. I don't blame her one bit! She asked if I could come and get her after the test. Of course, I said yes, although a bit hesitantly. I didn't know how to get to the hospital. Or even where it was. But...</span></p><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">My friend Debbie had had her cancer treatments there. I called her and asked her to go with me when it was time and she agreed. So off we went. But...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I was doing OK until we were almost there, made a wrong turn, and got lost. Very lost. I pulled over and got the Waze (GPS) running. We went around and around blocks and finally (FINALLY) ended up at the right spot to pick her up.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">After dropping Kathy off, Debbie and I went to the post office and then to Wendy's where I bought lunch for her, Joe and myself. I dropped Debbie off and went home.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">After lunch I took a nap. A nice long nap. I'm getting too old for this! But I was glad to help a friend. And glad to get help from a friend. We are all in this life together.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">See you later.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-20438703395171350682024-03-08T05:58:00.001-05:002024-03-08T05:58:42.356-05:00OK, I CAN'T DO THIS COLD TURKEY<p><span style="font-size: large;">Yesterday after I posted about taking a break, I had second thoughts. I have had this blog for over 13 years and just stopping is more than my little mind can comprehend. So for now, I am still being good to me, but I will blog once a month. Unless there is some terribly important and interesting news. So look for me around the end of the month and I'll be back. Once a month sounds good, doesn't it?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh7JzgjSvcaYNPy29K8Fpdxf4pFwLqkliHIXLQxiJm1W2SrhRhB2kgAfpTQbiMfVwZrBcNZVZiMfntLMnaM6Xpd9XqrwhU6Vzt-bUFL7YV0ARpLBugYvPj5rTFXqviUoxdOaDbDWA6b1xaNO3eQKbNBo-2W9xNmuNjz08i4UkDOHsCmQxSLmiKfYFF/s564/Friday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="497" data-original-width="564" height="353" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh7JzgjSvcaYNPy29K8Fpdxf4pFwLqkliHIXLQxiJm1W2SrhRhB2kgAfpTQbiMfVwZrBcNZVZiMfntLMnaM6Xpd9XqrwhU6Vzt-bUFL7YV0ARpLBugYvPj5rTFXqviUoxdOaDbDWA6b1xaNO3eQKbNBo-2W9xNmuNjz08i4UkDOHsCmQxSLmiKfYFF/w400-h353/Friday.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-84916698931013932962024-03-07T00:41:00.002-05:002024-03-07T00:41:27.644-05:00I'M TAKING A BREAK<p> <span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends. I just wanted to let you know that I am taking a break from blogging. I don't know if I will be back or not. The way my life has been going lately blogging is more of a burden than a pleasure.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Please don't worry about me. Joe and I are fine. Just too much going on to keep up. I may come back because I have enjoyed it so much. But not right now.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I will still keep up with my YouTube so you can catch up with me there. It's Kathy's Happy Home.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Thanks for understanding.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-34501759166264896012024-02-07T05:30:00.001-05:002024-02-07T05:30:30.312-05:00INFUSION DAY<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-RW6OAEAfo5wU91VorP2hvWKeC0M1EUV8BeesZMou2sCM2hsMPgfUOK8PoGK1nU6toU6yQIu_f6PqAt0YDHmcqSDmJm9ihyphenhyphenjNa2nP4BQTF1gTS1e_BdtbfftHMJYw7fkK995LBTAiIr0o9zVDMnSL5pgmY6DCGAoaTpinP9TgYXIRPqWU457VeqJ-/s702/Winter%2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="701" data-original-width="702" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-RW6OAEAfo5wU91VorP2hvWKeC0M1EUV8BeesZMou2sCM2hsMPgfUOK8PoGK1nU6toU6yQIu_f6PqAt0YDHmcqSDmJm9ihyphenhyphenjNa2nP4BQTF1gTS1e_BdtbfftHMJYw7fkK995LBTAiIr0o9zVDMnSL5pgmY6DCGAoaTpinP9TgYXIRPqWU457VeqJ-/w400-h400/Winter%2012.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends! Hope you are having a wonderful day. I love this cute little picture of Charlie Brown and Snoopy. Enjoy the cold while you can. Spring is almost here. Yay!</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Yesterday I went to the cancer center to meet my new doctor and to get an infusion that I get once a year. It is to protect my bones. I didn't want to go alone, so I took Joe with me. I was really nervous about meeting with the doctor. I've had some things wrong with me and I was sure he was going to say there was something majorly wrong with me. I was shaking when I went in.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I had to go to the blood lab first and give a donation. Ha, ha! The tech found a good vein immediately, so it was quick and easy. Then on to the cancer center next door, I checked in and it wasn't any time at all until I was taken back. I saw a lot of nurses and techs that I hadn't seen in a long time. I had taught in the morning, so went in the afternoon to the Cancer Center this time. There were almost no patients there.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The nurse took my vitals and then I got to meet the doctor. I had seen him for years in the Center but had never met him. He was not at all what I expected. He was so nice and kind and listened to what I said. And what Joe said. I was so nervous that when he asked me a question, I would forget what I should be answering! When he was done, I went to the infusion suite for my treatment. And I found out that I was getting Zometa. They had called it by another name (Reclast) but I didn't know that that was what I was getting. No wonder I feel nauseous afterwards. Zometa always did that to me in the past.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The nurse was nice, but she was brutal with getting that needle into my hand, It hurt so much! Even when I told her it was hurting me, she just kept pushing it in. But she got it in the first time and once it was there, I didn't feel it at all. It's a 20 minute drip and once it was all over, we were on our way.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Bob Evans restaurant is in the same complex. I had told Joe about it, but we had never been there. Well, I had been there before, but he hadn't. So we went there for dinner. Neither of us had eaten much that day. Joe had chicken fried steak and I had chicken fingers with honey mustard sauce. Everything was good, but I think I like their breakfast better than their dinner.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">On the way home we stopped at a few places to run some errands. I picked up some cute gnome garden stakes that spell out the word "LOVE". They are adorable. It is only 30*F (-1*C) right now, so I may wait another day to get them into the yard. It's supposed to get warmer tomorrow. I know just how I want to do my yard to make it really cute for Valentine's Day. And I will definitely show it to you once I have it the way I want. I also got two pillow cases for the sofa. They are cream with pink and red hearts all over them. I'll show you that too. They are really pretty.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I need to get off of here and start my day. Thank you everyone for the prayers and good wishes you sent my way for the infusion. I really appreciate it. And for those of you who are waiting for another video from me on YouTube, it's coming. I just haven't had a minute to sit down and film one! But this week for sure.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">See you all soon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Kathhy</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-18131615714907271252024-02-04T05:58:00.000-05:002024-02-04T05:58:25.857-05:00THE CONCLUSION OF THE FURNITURE ADVENTURE <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpnVTwRXHmg8sTKgQvlrsd7AiQbhnnYwpyvqVpWcySzg8de5g1OYtKHQz-zOI4Q78CQ1lMk-9gCmh_D8D3Ex9ouVBjcTMGEO1t32CBJzPhFZ3AajICJWi-66jWwYm55f3cSOYsQCnYkI3Oc8lvnHtQeebAuNVMLToFKc6MmaF3IMjif6R1D7Y7A_6/s612/Sunday%2001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="612" data-original-width="612" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpnVTwRXHmg8sTKgQvlrsd7AiQbhnnYwpyvqVpWcySzg8de5g1OYtKHQz-zOI4Q78CQ1lMk-9gCmh_D8D3Ex9ouVBjcTMGEO1t32CBJzPhFZ3AajICJWi-66jWwYm55f3cSOYsQCnYkI3Oc8lvnHtQeebAuNVMLToFKc6MmaF3IMjif6R1D7Y7A_6/w400-h400/Sunday%2001.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends! Hope all is well with you and your family today. It is early, but we are going to Cape May Court House for church today and have to leave early. It takes 2 hours or so to get there and the service starts at 10:30 a.m. Joe has wanted to get there for two months now and every Sunday it either rains or snows. Today is supposed to be sunny and warm so today is the day.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">But let me tell you the end of the living room furniture saga.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">When last we left off, the box with the sofa had left the building and I had stopped crying and felt better. But now we had to deal with the rest of the problem. Joe took the mattress upstairs and put it onto the bed as I told you. Now the old chair was empty, and we had to get it out of the house. But how to get it out.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">We moved things out of the way, and Joe tried to take it apart to no avail. I was sitting on the sofa because he didn't want me to help. I had had an afib attack the night before. I did too much. So boxes and bags were piled around me and the little end table was on top of me! I couldn't move. Joe opened out the recliner which made it thinner, put it on its side, and pulled it out the door. I don't know how he did it. He then dragged it across the street to the Veterans building and put it on the sidewalk. When he came back, he opened the box that the new chair was in and began unpacking it. Uh, Joe. Joe, I'm still underneath the furniture and boxes. It's getting heavy.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">He looked over at me and went, "Oh!" and began unloading things from me. "Sorry."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">He took everything out of the box and looked at the directions. He began trying to put it together, but with his tremors, he couldn't get his hands to work with the tiny parts. So he called his friend, Lenny, who said he could come over the next day and help him. For that night he put the seat of the chair on the floor and laid the back on top of it, It was so pretty, though. I love the upholstery.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFGE16AsgL_PvRJKaohc_2eg5V933Vt2O37ZP-J9MJi9OXXlaPyM8w_ozSkSRrvzZr2cc2YGC4xhG4aP_ai39lZu0F-bysjBR2NsW4QE6JJYyITpSOuXdTuLqgOIGD5QFC39qbkGSBtase9xsUz3kWzadnvyVI47gWEyRjO9jrCO_8HG9ukMnkOgG/s3264/DSCF0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFGE16AsgL_PvRJKaohc_2eg5V933Vt2O37ZP-J9MJi9OXXlaPyM8w_ozSkSRrvzZr2cc2YGC4xhG4aP_ai39lZu0F-bysjBR2NsW4QE6JJYyITpSOuXdTuLqgOIGD5QFC39qbkGSBtase9xsUz3kWzadnvyVI47gWEyRjO9jrCO_8HG9ukMnkOgG/w400-h300/DSCF0080.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">George discovered the chair and immediately claimed it. He hasn't been scratching at it (much) but loves to lay in it. In fact, he's lying in it sleeping now.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDKI2A66ZOEDHkaaxUiQm-37EG3IABRrRimFPHqm5s4rZJMROmfxM2aNexw05XkSKZo1qwqam3vEJ4dJ-BhQJdNBi1k8LOFofstyL-ACUQN6NWe7GrCmbtbeTaAHGH3lhxpP1NyUAc9qarS1rqYjU3ZJ5TzwyftfYoTmkF3S01MY_-fG_XLKuWkCeN/s3264/DSCF0085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDKI2A66ZOEDHkaaxUiQm-37EG3IABRrRimFPHqm5s4rZJMROmfxM2aNexw05XkSKZo1qwqam3vEJ4dJ-BhQJdNBi1k8LOFofstyL-ACUQN6NWe7GrCmbtbeTaAHGH3lhxpP1NyUAc9qarS1rqYjU3ZJ5TzwyftfYoTmkF3S01MY_-fG_XLKuWkCeN/w400-h300/DSCF0085.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">As promised, Lenny came over the next day. It took about an hour for the two of them to put the chair together and put it into place. It is so pretty!</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Here's the old chair (ignore all the mess around it. There was mess for quite awhile):</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi71FrEP9DxMAJMHQRHuz75TvjFw4qs4w_cE2YeTg19RuBzB1YIQ8JtzlBMRzIEeM1thpQexhohYE77FNPgf843EDcOlWeWTaE_QHXtnWsT2Thj8-VkBXOMNpO4kQA3OI5xdul7OVmbTE4-bt9YQ02n-27akarGGx8AlDuCwHQnfmPJ-ozGHbfW3X5/s3264/240131-0800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi71FrEP9DxMAJMHQRHuz75TvjFw4qs4w_cE2YeTg19RuBzB1YIQ8JtzlBMRzIEeM1thpQexhohYE77FNPgf843EDcOlWeWTaE_QHXtnWsT2Thj8-VkBXOMNpO4kQA3OI5xdul7OVmbTE4-bt9YQ02n-27akarGGx8AlDuCwHQnfmPJ-ozGHbfW3X5/w300-h400/240131-0800.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKJzK36yTLxaD41ouLgWt2s_IIQWOjjXb-zd26XjtutCL2yAV-OaKFMvtfHMIEoFPoty01Y48_ZlAh9l3lhHqRdqzqVfGgL1seFpaSHcgPjONhkHaR_NKdKGaDdpY2aCvaO-Bg_4xYV-vdetGEd6altqImLwbAhnEdOlOEXHXTqGOAN-DXjjTouWv-/s3264/240131-0801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKJzK36yTLxaD41ouLgWt2s_IIQWOjjXb-zd26XjtutCL2yAV-OaKFMvtfHMIEoFPoty01Y48_ZlAh9l3lhHqRdqzqVfGgL1seFpaSHcgPjONhkHaR_NKdKGaDdpY2aCvaO-Bg_4xYV-vdetGEd6altqImLwbAhnEdOlOEXHXTqGOAN-DXjjTouWv-/w400-h300/240131-0801.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">And here is the new one. (Jack loves the new chair too):</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCjga19DTKJTLHECdVAUKN8X1X6ueFdsOvYwm3c2dvzcUqdgAOE90VW5W2MfNHj-qXFBSILxJdlT_NZN8ZApmQ2sg439DgEaMpvSAGQy0YTqb7NaI4nhBD2BsXBvoJG-356Mx6p5h_34mSYc0tnhBGfMc88plZqqyUU4R3ROYetuX9EWC5SBhOs0n-/s3264/240202-0600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCjga19DTKJTLHECdVAUKN8X1X6ueFdsOvYwm3c2dvzcUqdgAOE90VW5W2MfNHj-qXFBSILxJdlT_NZN8ZApmQ2sg439DgEaMpvSAGQy0YTqb7NaI4nhBD2BsXBvoJG-356Mx6p5h_34mSYc0tnhBGfMc88plZqqyUU4R3ROYetuX9EWC5SBhOs0n-/w400-h300/240202-0600.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: large;">It is very comfortable to sit on. But there is one problem. It is so deep that when I sit back, my feet stick out like a little child's. Oh, the problems of being short. As we continue to clean out the room, we are planning to buy another one so that we each have a chair. We have so many plans and I hope they all come to pass.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">That is where we are now. Still cleaning. Still going through tons of papers, books, etc. It will get done, but I have to do it slowly because I do not want another attack.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">And now to get myself together for church. I hope you all have a great day. Thanks for joining me on this furniture journey and I hope you enjoyed it. I'm sure there's lots more coming this month. Especially as things continue to go out of the house.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Until later...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy<br /><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-27451177156046940052024-02-02T17:11:00.003-05:002024-02-03T06:57:40.062-05:00THE ADVENTURE OF THE LIVING ROOM FURNITURE<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0R7U40WNi_wc6c6W_4ugJVPzpjOBSq5Lj7rf_35t4jGF96PSANVCiJEu3OfQa-e8EBQZyqM9wIkzXBMPoQhATNhttkbCTnNlA9kTSXNKrRuMoGrns0BQxpro-G7sYyLCs_uXrIU54XzbsRmkgjiOa6ZPCiPGfxFWxTljgh3m8lPN5NLpJiHeA3r3C/s2048/Winter%20gnome%20house%2003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0R7U40WNi_wc6c6W_4ugJVPzpjOBSq5Lj7rf_35t4jGF96PSANVCiJEu3OfQa-e8EBQZyqM9wIkzXBMPoQhATNhttkbCTnNlA9kTSXNKrRuMoGrns0BQxpro-G7sYyLCs_uXrIU54XzbsRmkgjiOa6ZPCiPGfxFWxTljgh3m8lPN5NLpJiHeA3r3C/w400-h400/Winter%20gnome%20house%2003.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends! Welcome back to another installment in the redoing of Kathy's house. When last we left off, we had just put in a new mattress and box spring. And let me tell you, they are very comfortable. But we had other furniture we needed to replace. The worst being the recliner in the living room.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">We bought the recliner second hand for $50 back in 2008. It has certainly done its duty and owes us nothing. The cats liked to claw it too.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGjfXSZ_zCXHIWVhshEVM3qK1Q0uESa0TDTjIEUBqJWr0ZwcPR_AQiyACMWz4XyjpjgIuEWD2sM78H3vLjUtatIIDymO6Uggtel3LUehwhE7HJPrVus3sNHJTk7tlMpeij4jbyvSAhNqIzwKBHgKk8lpuDfZM3WxZm4za3PDHwq6-P-O1MwgavFt3B/s3264/240131-0800.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGjfXSZ_zCXHIWVhshEVM3qK1Q0uESa0TDTjIEUBqJWr0ZwcPR_AQiyACMWz4XyjpjgIuEWD2sM78H3vLjUtatIIDymO6Uggtel3LUehwhE7HJPrVus3sNHJTk7tlMpeij4jbyvSAhNqIzwKBHgKk8lpuDfZM3WxZm4za3PDHwq6-P-O1MwgavFt3B/w300-h400/240131-0800.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">So Joe and I looked through the chairs from Walmart and found one we really liked and could afford. In fact, I decided to give it to him for Valentine's Day. I never know what to get him and since this is where Joe usually sits, it was the perfect gift. We ordered it and were told it would be delivered on Friday afternoon. This was perfect because our trash day is Friday, and we could put the old chair out in the morning.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Joe also looked at sofas, but we decided to wait to order one of those.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Early Thursday morning there was a knock at the front door. We were still asleep, and it woke us up. I went to the door and a FedEx driver was there with a big box. It was the chair. A day early. And there was nowhere to put it. He slid the box in the door and told me he had another box for us too. I yelled for Joe, and he came downstairs. The other box was a sofa. A sofa we were looking at but didn't order. These boxes were so large that we couldn't even close the front door. (You can see part of the chair box next to the brown chair above.)</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">We finally rearranged things and shut the door. But then we couldn't open the door to use it. What a mess! I admit that I started crying. It was such a bad situation. Later that afternoon we figured out to stand the sofa on its end next to the coffee table, remove the table by the front door and put the chair box there. The mattress box was in the old chair and Joe and I sat squeezed together on the little bit of the sofa that we could sit on. No wonder Joe went to bed early.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Things remained like that for three days while Joe argued with Walmart about taking the sofa back. Not only did they deliver it because Joe accidentally ordered it, but they also sent the wrong one. At first, we agreed to a reduction in the price and were going to keep it. But then discovered it wasn't even the one we were looking at but another one with leather upholstery and a foot longer than the space we had for it. Can you imagine what the cats would do with leather?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Finally, we worked things out and Walmart agreed to let us return it. They sent Joe a return label which we printed out. They were going to pick it up on Monday between 9 a.m. and 6 p.m. We put it out on the sidewalk at 8 a.m. And what a time that was to get it out the door! But it was there, and the room looked so roomy without that gigantic box.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It sat on the sidewalk all day. Our neighbors are having work done on their house and one of the workers knocked on the door to tell us we had a delivery and ask if we needed help getting it into the house. The mailman also knocked and asked if we wanted him to help us get it inside. So nice of these people but NO.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Finally, at 4 p.m. the FedEx man showed up. He scanned the box then leaned over, picked it up, put it on his shoulder, and carried it to the truck. That weighed over 100 lbs.! Wow! Joe ran to the door and asked if he needed help, but he said no. Remind me to keep that driver on my side.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">And that is where I am going to end today. Come back next time for the conclusion of our story. Yes, there's more to come.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">In the meantime, Happy Groundhog Day. Punxsutawney Phil did not see his shadow and so we will have an early Spring. Yes! Let's have an early spring.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">See you next time.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKcd3Ehgvm02ZZulKeEoWULTcxL5Oa6ZV3_ykbUFKYuo-RcU0hOvkU6DWlreDLTWMUhQhQFRwSLrLWxxKW4uMIDwJbQSg_t2K41iUw00NBI9k4wR9ZZK2-PlMU29-UFS9krWfwaiTvq3cGJ7_E-vv-A0NBJs6mfBW-gfWJcSrBCEn5z8ApGiRDr2UH/s1500/Groundhog%20Day%202024.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1500" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKcd3Ehgvm02ZZulKeEoWULTcxL5Oa6ZV3_ykbUFKYuo-RcU0hOvkU6DWlreDLTWMUhQhQFRwSLrLWxxKW4uMIDwJbQSg_t2K41iUw00NBI9k4wR9ZZK2-PlMU29-UFS9krWfwaiTvq3cGJ7_E-vv-A0NBJs6mfBW-gfWJcSrBCEn5z8ApGiRDr2UH/w400-h266/Groundhog%20Day%202024.webp" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-38428093488980289612024-02-01T07:59:00.001-05:002024-02-01T07:59:19.222-05:00THE ADVENTURE OF THE NEW MATTRESS<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq_c-lpGVsUjUMlqNHYWiO6AVltzJKydb74cFI1FV5gbvGmtru3baATasSwgsStCz9tYMtHZfK2S_7pSFECrSDEXTuF6tRe8mSc3po_Nsa0lbmq7QGFX5KzB_tCkd3aHPfPZNqiv1q1nsPKAwmQvqmlztfnAGvODmH2o2Rm-afFKe5RvIaIktdK5DL/s1280/Goodbye%20Jan%20Hello%20Feb.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq_c-lpGVsUjUMlqNHYWiO6AVltzJKydb74cFI1FV5gbvGmtru3baATasSwgsStCz9tYMtHZfK2S_7pSFECrSDEXTuF6tRe8mSc3po_Nsa0lbmq7QGFX5KzB_tCkd3aHPfPZNqiv1q1nsPKAwmQvqmlztfnAGvODmH2o2Rm-afFKe5RvIaIktdK5DL/w400-h225/Goodbye%20Jan%20Hello%20Feb.webp" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Hello friends and welcome to February. Didn't January feel like a long month? Everyone I know says so. Even the news programs. </span>But in any case, <span style="font-family: inherit;">it is a new month and time is moving on. This month is going to be busy. Lots of doctor appointments and unfortunately an infusion for me in the next week or so. I am always sick to my stomach for a few days after that. I get this infusion because the cancer medication I received years ago has made my bones brittle and the drug I am getting offsets this. It is only once a year, so I can't complain too much. I remember going once a week for a year so once a year is nothing.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Joe and I are redoing our house. Well, we are beginning anyway. It is going to be a long process. We started by getting a new boxspring and mattress for our bed. The boxspring has been broken for quite </span>a while<span style="font-family: inherit;"> but it finally </span>collapsed,<span style="font-family: inherit;"> and Joe was literally sleeping on the floor while I had to hold onto the side of the bed to keep from falling into the hole. Time for a new one.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">We had quite a time getting the boxspring up the stairs. Our stairs turn and getting it around the corner was tough. It was so heavy too. But we did it. We had to cut the box off of the boxspring which was another feat. It took over an hour to do this. And getting it onto the bedframe was another matter. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Then we had to put on the mattress. </span>Actually,<span style="font-family: inherit;"> we waited until the next day to do this, putting the old mattress on for that night. It was hard </span>work,<span style="font-family: inherit;"> and we were bushed! We aren't as young as we once were.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">We were able to put the boxspring and mattress against the wall of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Society building across the street. Joe is the Chaplain there. One of his buddies came with his truck and picked them up the next day. He took them to the dump for us so that we didn't have to wait until trash day to get rid of them.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">What Joe figured out to do was to first bring down the old boxspring. Not as hard going down the steps as going up! I held all the doors open for him, helped him get it around the corners, etc. Then he dragged it across the street. Next was taking the old mattress off of the bed, putting it in a plastic bag, and sliding it down the stairs. That was harder to do. The box spring folded in half, but the mattress didn't. What a time! But Joe got that across the street also.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Next was getting the new mattress upstairs. We opened the box, took out the mattress which was wrapped in LOTS of plastic and Joe literally "walked" the mattress upstairs. He would put it on the step in front of him, go up one step himself, then put the mattress up to the next step. When he got to the bedroom, he left it in the doorway and took a rest. I offered to help him, but since my heart was misbehaving, he didn't want me to put extra stress on myself. I had been doing too much. After dinner he was able to get the mattress onto the bed.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Quite a time we had, but what a difference in our sleep. So comfy. It was time we did this.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">You might think this was something, but there is so much more to tell. That will be for the next post.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Happy February everyone. Have a wonderful day and I will talk to you soon.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Kathy</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-90794582257340870252024-01-11T08:22:00.001-05:002024-01-11T08:22:16.679-05:00HOW MUCH FOOD CAN ONE FAMILY EAT?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHjJoabdWN-vS5uVBFEPWDUhaGnSp106fRriacVnvo9Jix5p_z51GQwIf0iqBl-kHPeI0dVzQPfTDUqCLXUyP_zUWgM73PTTGYAnZ7yaTcgsZYi57PZJ4KnQPw0I_-MSXHLSFYI5_f3BaGPuOf61BdV4ZeLGIzznPS85BndQZb7g2rs4HQBTEFubMW/s2048/Christmas%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHjJoabdWN-vS5uVBFEPWDUhaGnSp106fRriacVnvo9Jix5p_z51GQwIf0iqBl-kHPeI0dVzQPfTDUqCLXUyP_zUWgM73PTTGYAnZ7yaTcgsZYi57PZJ4KnQPw0I_-MSXHLSFYI5_f3BaGPuOf61BdV4ZeLGIzznPS85BndQZb7g2rs4HQBTEFubMW/w400-h400/Christmas%202.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <span style="font-size: x-large;">Hello, friends! First of all, I want to thank all of you for your kind words. I know I shouldn't let negative people bother me, but I'm human and it does. But having all of you behind me helps so much. I'm so grateful and happy that you like my blog (and YouTube) so much. I am just an ordinary person living an ordinary life in an ordinary part of this wonderful country. I know that everyone is the same and at the same time different in all the world. That really blows my mind sometimes.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">When I was in college, my history professor went around the room asking each of us why we wanted to major in history. Different ones said different things of course. I said because I wanted to learn about people. All people. In different times and places. How they lived. What they thought. Who they loved. Who they hated. What they wore. Why? I love people and wanted to know everything about them. He told me that I was in the wrong class, that I should be a sociologist!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">At any rate, yesterday was a busy day. It began with me being woken up by a knock at the door. It was a delivery from Walmart. Joe had wanted soup and ordered some online. Lots of soup. I am not a soup person, but one of them, the chicken pot pie soup, looks interesting. I may open a can and have it for lunch today.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Then at 9:00 a.m. I had to run to Shoprite to pick up my order. It is getting harder and harder for me to walk through stores, so I order online and go pick it up. The girl who checked me out asked if I needed help with getting it into the car and I said no. But when I got to the car, I found out just how heavy it was. Next time I'm going to say yes.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">When I got home, I filmed it all before I put it away. I have been looking for something to put up on YouTube and this was perfect. If you head over to my channel, you can see my entire three orders. (I went to Lidl the other day and included that too.)</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/BpkJQ4K42d8" width="320" youtube-src-id="BpkJQ4K42d8"></iframe></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">I'm continuing on with my kitchen declutter. I cancelled Crystal coming over yesterday and made it for Friday. It is just too much for me. I think I will make it for Monday and Friday from now on. I just can't make myself sick in order to get the house under control. I am making great progress. Who knew that you could collect so much "junk" in 40 years of living in one place?</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Well, I am going to get off of here and get some breakfast. I was up very late last night. Joe and I were talking until about 2 a.m.! But it was a good talk about things we needed to make some decisions on. I don't have anything planned for today. The first day all week with nothing going on. So I needed to sleep in anyway.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">See you all soon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Kathy</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-86456492124948057632024-01-10T05:52:00.001-05:002024-01-10T05:52:27.569-05:00WHAT'S HAPPENING<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaehsHnEB0r3KoU8CulOdQBfOsmLfo7XNhn434YnpQ5jQH714IyJOpSSWMz9RzU42cZgUL-9w1PWFzEAufdg4MbHVqv30FVqNf_nvyLmX_BU2r5RIdkpK17-PRdv73rrnxhVKx9kw7ijFIz3PSTDVngG9IOTQW2CH9bds5Nvz_4kmNxTsYQMH4mLOj/s1749/Winter%2004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="980" data-original-width="1749" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaehsHnEB0r3KoU8CulOdQBfOsmLfo7XNhn434YnpQ5jQH714IyJOpSSWMz9RzU42cZgUL-9w1PWFzEAufdg4MbHVqv30FVqNf_nvyLmX_BU2r5RIdkpK17-PRdv73rrnxhVKx9kw7ijFIz3PSTDVngG9IOTQW2CH9bds5Nvz_4kmNxTsYQMH4mLOj/w400-h224/Winter%2004.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Hello, friends. Well, obviously I did not make it to posting every day in January. But I'm back. I just get tired of people criticizing what I write. It gets old really fast. (You don't see the comments because I delete them. But I see them.)</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">By the way, for those who suggested I have a charger in the car for my phone, I do have one. It works too. But when the phone uses power faster than it charges... well... Most of the time it is fine. But using the GPS takes TONS of power and the charger can't keep up. Even if the phone is fully charged when I begin, if it is a long ride it isn't enough. Joe and I often use both of our phones one after the other if it will take awhile. (One phone charges while the other is used.) But he wasn't with me. In any case, I got to Larry's just fine and we had a really good time together.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">So on Sunday I had to run some errands after church. Then Joe and I decided to go out for lunch. We went to Yamato's. I've been wanting to go there for awhile. As usual, everything was so good! Joe had the beef hibachi and I had vegetable tempura. I can't tell you how delicious it was. As we were eating Joe said, "I love this place." And I do too.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Monday we went to Lidl to get some groceries. Another store that we like but don't get there often. I found a beautiful eggplant and even though it wasn't on the shopping list, it found its way into the cart. We also got poppy seed bread, chocolate brioche from France, a delicious apple turnover, chocolate chip croissants, eggs (the cheapest place to buy eggs), sweet potatoes, tomatoes, and a beautiful package of salmon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Crystal came over on Monday morning and we tackled the kitchen. So much stuff we put together for Salvation Army. Threw a lot of stuff out. Picked things up and put them away. Still a way to go, but things look so much better. Found a lot of stuff too. She is coming back today and we are going to do the pantry and the counters. I might start on the pantry before she comes.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">I have to be careful, though, because Monday night I was in a lot of pain. I took some pain killers and went to sleep. I didn't even eat dinner. But I felt so much better when I woke up. I almost never take anything for my pain, but this was so bad I was in tears. So today I will not push myself so hard. I need to be good to me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Yesterday I taught Bible Study. We are in Matthew 12. I really wasn't as prepared as I wanted to be. I am at a part that I find really difficult to explain to someone else. I understand it, but it is hard. I think it went OK though.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">And of course after I got home we were hit with that horrible storm that has come across the entire country. So much rain and such high winds. I haven't looked into the back yard yet. I'm almost afraid to see what has blown around out there.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">But now I think I will get myself up even though it isn't even 6:00 a.m. I will have a nice leisurely breakfast. Hope you all have a great day. See you soon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Kathy</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-80735765630006183452024-01-06T21:56:00.002-05:002024-01-06T21:56:56.555-05:00WE GOT SNOW<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8-E9hTqlwofj1h6E52VUVBb0IxA0XHC2NsJiE8P728WFpVFAiv8tVmwm2MhrQNK8Fp8M_buRXDlfho48v9kcJadmdc_1XqP2k2zGCubrUT-aSUAye11Sh0CTNlWrYNSzO0GTcgiPRk0LgXQXp8If8Lz53IDcTlRtbAnYGhLv6Ltw-dVtUM4vEPKMi/s300/winter%2008.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="300" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8-E9hTqlwofj1h6E52VUVBb0IxA0XHC2NsJiE8P728WFpVFAiv8tVmwm2MhrQNK8Fp8M_buRXDlfho48v9kcJadmdc_1XqP2k2zGCubrUT-aSUAye11Sh0CTNlWrYNSzO0GTcgiPRk0LgXQXp8If8Lz53IDcTlRtbAnYGhLv6Ltw-dVtUM4vEPKMi/w400-h400/winter%2008.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Hello, friends! Yes, after two years of nothing, we got snow today. At least not as much as Snoopy seems to have here. Thank God for that. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">I went to see my brother Larry today. We weren't able to get together for Christmas and I still had his gifts. Joe isn't feeling well, so I went by myself. I haven't been there all that often, so I use the GPS on my phone for directions. I knew I didn't have a lot of power, but was doing well until I wasn't. My phone completely died as I came off the highway. I didn't know how to get to Larry's house. Turn right? Turn left? Straight ahead? I went straight and pulled into a parking lot. I thought, I'll just call him and ask for directions. Duh... My phone was dead. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">I looked in the glove compartment and I had my old GPS in there. I plugged it in and entered Larry's address. But it kept wanting to send me to New Jersey. NO! </span><span style="font-size: xx-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">Finally I found where I could tell it I wanted Pennsylvania and then it gave me directions. I</span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> was about 10 minutes from his house, but I would never have found it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">When I pulled up, Larry came out and said, "Look over there. There are deer." Sure enough, there were two deer in his neighbor's yard. I took a picture of it. This was as close as my camera would take it. Not much of a zoom lens on it.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZr-ESTJ6IGp9ONKPyHehbVm9sf2L5jFyqvtcFf6TMAlHkn1BUocUnHiIpnIy8vSFmOKEPioB7bYLNfi3hChDIJaxKjbcddmVYDuWWinP-WYS8C67hGhFTInu4Z-DLJu6qnsCtdJ8SIGEUbcPVmaGj78sH9WnLrImPawcx0vyTVu3RgK4G4fOGOqv6/s3264/DSCF0047.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZr-ESTJ6IGp9ONKPyHehbVm9sf2L5jFyqvtcFf6TMAlHkn1BUocUnHiIpnIy8vSFmOKEPioB7bYLNfi3hChDIJaxKjbcddmVYDuWWinP-WYS8C67hGhFTInu4Z-DLJu6qnsCtdJ8SIGEUbcPVmaGj78sH9WnLrImPawcx0vyTVu3RgK4G4fOGOqv6/w400-h300/DSCF0047.JPG" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /><span>But here is Larry's picture which is much better.</span></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqcXzQGUIVwlp_rVZy-MyQTf280bZOQDbkYkq2gsIUyrv9g_aKfNatP2Sz22l4sNCsGdBLlRpyWBLYqMlBU_DptqPOmtqmVWIr7dmuZd7flEyM8ISzN5i5LjS_D1krx-coHY_04P7PMN1d-n9yWJd7gxh20taQNZatamYeyJuf5_jmDjS6QkGjgaF/s2048/417716484_10226258412339136_5278767688728100777_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqcXzQGUIVwlp_rVZy-MyQTf280bZOQDbkYkq2gsIUyrv9g_aKfNatP2Sz22l4sNCsGdBLlRpyWBLYqMlBU_DptqPOmtqmVWIr7dmuZd7flEyM8ISzN5i5LjS_D1krx-coHY_04P7PMN1d-n9yWJd7gxh20taQNZatamYeyJuf5_jmDjS6QkGjgaF/w400-h300/417716484_10226258412339136_5278767688728100777_n.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">"<br /><span>We opened gifts first. Larry loved everything. He had already given Joe and me our Christmas gift. He got us a year of Britbox for the TV. But for my birthday he gave me a cookbook. I love it. The title is "Amish Christmas Cookbook: Authentic Favorites from Three Generations of Amish Cooks". The recipes look great. I'm going to use some for my YouTube channel since everyone seems to like my cooking videos. Funny enough, I gave Larry a cookbook for his birthday. I got him "Tasting History" by Max Miller. Max Miller has a YouTube channel that I watch every Tuesday. He tells about history and cooks a recipe from that time.</span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Larry and I went to Collegeville Diner for lunch. He had a cheeseburger and potato chips and I had breakfast -- poached egg, two links of sausage, hash browns and toast. Everything was really good. But so much! I couldn't finish it all. But I made a really big dent.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Larry paid for lunch and then we went over to look at the bakery. There were all kinds of cookies, cupcakes and small cakes. I pointed out the cookies with eyes looking at us. Larry liked the rat cakes. He took a picture of them and sent it to me. They may look gross, but I'll bet they tasted delicious.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWjqBnDh3G5BN37sJahHbz6fAyIH15avf34TTJHxoU6PWs56h8b3R8PW0ubBnwDSLdFVAld3POf-H7zd5fU2AYhOmF0sXkv0IbDBm5uXz4orbPWW-6ET8QxDwKsmGwb3FFOzoVKNXdtEFzAMfl1n1Y8HLeyiVaak8xneZQW9Hx1_yYgOY8P0HCaU_W/s2000/rat%20cakes.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWjqBnDh3G5BN37sJahHbz6fAyIH15avf34TTJHxoU6PWs56h8b3R8PW0ubBnwDSLdFVAld3POf-H7zd5fU2AYhOmF0sXkv0IbDBm5uXz4orbPWW-6ET8QxDwKsmGwb3FFOzoVKNXdtEFzAMfl1n1Y8HLeyiVaak8xneZQW9Hx1_yYgOY8P0HCaU_W/w400-h300/rat%20cakes.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /> I hung around for about an hour after we got back. Larry charged my phone for me so I could use it to get home. The snow was coming down pretty fast, so I decided to leave before it got too bad. The streets and sidewalks were already covered.</span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6WXEvEBB1kiNYs7V_4oTw4dbM8XWbUeyhviaIrv4rxZmzlyuNGVVaVxo0JgwIakmDHzcEi5Tac_vZc5tsr9_0VDgoEmemXI8sIvQW1qbkmdAhJQKN89Ds-guFnABSkC84Tgeh6wZxerXxbEldPtrf4jxv16HWlqx5EAny1Eu7igQwkv34NQXGutcU/s3264/DSCF0050.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6WXEvEBB1kiNYs7V_4oTw4dbM8XWbUeyhviaIrv4rxZmzlyuNGVVaVxo0JgwIakmDHzcEi5Tac_vZc5tsr9_0VDgoEmemXI8sIvQW1qbkmdAhJQKN89Ds-guFnABSkC84Tgeh6wZxerXxbEldPtrf4jxv16HWlqx5EAny1Eu7igQwkv34NQXGutcU/w400-h300/DSCF0050.JPG" width="400" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /><span>It took me over an hour to get home. Everyone was driving slowly, but that was OK with me. The closer I got to Philadelphia, the less snow there was. By the time I got home, it was all rain. That was a relief. I didn't have to shovel.</span></span><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;">And now I have to get off of here and get something to eat. I hope you all have a great night and I will see you tomorrow.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOe1FtyErX3z3s0OxGpoQnq7SU__Gditraz40NToA7KsQ911zhtUsfXDXeXA8Tr-3teGZn2gGFWsPcw31jDDJnU88Q7prL3CRTGLiSINara5AZ6vSSGm8uGCpmtyG2oQ8zLkK9uTgXVrSIzvlIIDsv3PtHluh0UB16ndtVrRZ9eCURNY1UONFWzgmm/s252/Good%20night%2001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="252" data-original-width="200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOe1FtyErX3z3s0OxGpoQnq7SU__Gditraz40NToA7KsQ911zhtUsfXDXeXA8Tr-3teGZn2gGFWsPcw31jDDJnU88Q7prL3CRTGLiSINara5AZ6vSSGm8uGCpmtyG2oQ8zLkK9uTgXVrSIzvlIIDsv3PtHluh0UB16ndtVrRZ9eCURNY1UONFWzgmm/w317-h400/Good%20night%2001.jpg" width="317" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-3988051773777091102024-01-05T18:23:00.000-05:002024-01-05T18:23:33.645-05:00NOT MUCH GOING ON<p> <span style="font-size: x-large;">Today was a really mixed up day. I was all at odds. Mostly because I woke up, took my first dose of medicine, did a few morning things, and then fell asleep again and didn't wake up until almost 10:00 a.m.! I jumped out of bed and started to get myself ready for the day. I was expecting Crystal to come over between 10:00 and 10:30. But when she didn't show up, I called her. It turns out she was expecting us to call her and OK her coming. We thought she was just going to come. So now it is set for Monday morning for her to come.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">I did get one table and the floor around it cleaned off. Every little thing helps. Right now I am concentrating on getting the living room cleaned up because that is what you see first when you open the front door. Although I am thinking of doing the kitchen next week. I hate the kitchen right now. I want to change the counter space, get the floor all picked up, get rid of excess plates, cups, etc. I do love dishes and end up buying all kinds of things because I like them. Now I have no room! So maybe we will move out there next week.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">But enough of that. Getting my house under control this year is my New Year's Resolution and I am doing my best to keep it.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">I bought a new pair of shoes from Amazon today. Well I bought them the other day and they were delivered today. I needed a black pair of shoes. My old ones are a mess. The new ones are so comfortable and look so nice. I am hard on shoes and they don't last very long so I don't usually buy expensive shoes. I did buy $60 shoes once and they didn't last any longer than my $20 shoes did. So...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhqRZa60dhrYpsj_LRBrnRg-d7a_EsO91hwbNo5ttJw2z_PDeC_yNzwe0-Cx-sMIGIeYCzsc7U41ineryfsKf8vKJTweOo_2iWC4tKMImlDe13eOrQvAACcP26YxmGeITouGeKtLHVSQbdizJzhbgqeETna78rRsCOHxGeA9OL3-0LQKrScY3GhxQci" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="213" data-original-width="625" height="109" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhqRZa60dhrYpsj_LRBrnRg-d7a_EsO91hwbNo5ttJw2z_PDeC_yNzwe0-Cx-sMIGIeYCzsc7U41ineryfsKf8vKJTweOo_2iWC4tKMImlDe13eOrQvAACcP26YxmGeITouGeKtLHVSQbdizJzhbgqeETna78rRsCOHxGeA9OL3-0LQKrScY3GhxQci" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Now I am going to end and get dinner ready. I have a spaghetti squash that I want to use. I'm trying to use up all my veggies before they go bad. So many times I forget what I have and find it ... uh... later.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Trying to blog every day in January and so far, so good. See you later.</span></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-74304035233565021712024-01-04T06:35:00.000-05:002024-01-04T06:35:03.335-05:00FOUR DAYS IN A ROW<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6f0Lry_vD3V-C_jtVejsF_dvCm2wxXyOdx7qRX_lIlxJ7tBbkroXSCI3Z19Z0_GpC5tY84Q_keAOwn9WT4hmsPUZr7bQ7sH-30PlTA1kqB3JuWGKyxI5A8bboMhTciGJRYGEuGy6tDQJL-fvaNzc958an_R8gz0jbRsfGpBr-kMvV0Ckzjmikp9rh/s735/Winter%2002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="735" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6f0Lry_vD3V-C_jtVejsF_dvCm2wxXyOdx7qRX_lIlxJ7tBbkroXSCI3Z19Z0_GpC5tY84Q_keAOwn9WT4hmsPUZr7bQ7sH-30PlTA1kqB3JuWGKyxI5A8bboMhTciGJRYGEuGy6tDQJL-fvaNzc958an_R8gz0jbRsfGpBr-kMvV0Ckzjmikp9rh/w400-h210/Winter%2002.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Hello, friends. I am writing to you again. Four days in a row! Let's see how long I can keep this up. I know I have been ignoring this blog for quite awhile. And while I do enjoy doing YouTube videos, I also enjoy writing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">So how are all of you? I hope you are doing well in this new year.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Yesterday Joe's cousin Crystal came over to help us clean up the house. She is one of his younger cousins. Young enough to be our kid. And having the young energy around was really great. She looked around the house, saw how bad it has gotten and instead of judging us, said, "We can do this!" So encouraging! We worked picking things up (well she did since I can't bend over without passing out) and going through things for two hours. We got an entire recycling can full and a trash bag out of the living room. We recycle way more than we throw out. When I worked for the Academy of Natural Sciences of Philadelphia, I became very recycling conscious. She is going to come back a couple of times a week until we have the house cleaned out. For the first time in a very long time I am hopeful of getting things under control and my spirits are much higher than they have been in a long time.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">For Christmas my sister gave me a box of twelve really cute nailpolishes. They are very small bottles and are great colors. One color for each month of the year! I chose the sparkly gold color for January. It looks great. I wanted to take a picture of it to show you but... I can't find my new camera. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Well, things are so upset from trying to declutter that I can't find much at the moment. It is going to be a decluttering marathon for several months. But it will be so much better when we are done. Then I can clean.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Today Joe wants to run to the Christian bookstore to see about getting a Bible imprinted. I don't know if that will happen because he is really tired from not being able to sleep last night. He finally went to bed around 4:30 a.m. after being up and down all night. He went to bed a decent time, but just couldn't sleep. He does, however, have a doctor's appointment this afternoon, so he has to be up for that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">And then there's the storm coming. The last I heard was we were going to get mostly rain with maybe a little snow. But where my sister lives, they are expecting a lot of snow. Please pray for her because she works a long way from home and has quite a drive in her commute. Plus she has to shovel out her driveway when she gets home before she can park.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Thank you for all your comments and encouragement as I get back into blogging. You guys mean so much to me. I feel as if you are my family. Thanks for sticking with me. Last year was hard for me. This year seems much better.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Until later...</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-89136228716659310582024-01-03T07:38:00.000-05:002024-01-03T07:38:08.834-05:00TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH THE YEAR<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguL-9gpSoo3u3AOrdfSRnC5sW9cKYv6VQyGIfaR4GPGpgetgFqaFF55gQbnJ4RaQ21pI5x2_-OdgnrdX3hstedgIY3VBCNkmAoc7VdqoTCrOj3LWmOSVsjyQHtYCaADxLNBdpbn5oGX6XHa9UAhpX-BWWMBouyDyX-2dG8AzY-LNoaDoOh2SjiBzAu/s900/winter%2007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguL-9gpSoo3u3AOrdfSRnC5sW9cKYv6VQyGIfaR4GPGpgetgFqaFF55gQbnJ4RaQ21pI5x2_-OdgnrdX3hstedgIY3VBCNkmAoc7VdqoTCrOj3LWmOSVsjyQHtYCaADxLNBdpbn5oGX6XHa9UAhpX-BWWMBouyDyX-2dG8AzY-LNoaDoOh2SjiBzAu/w400-h400/winter%2007.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Hello, friends! Hope you are doing well today. After not writing for a long time, I now find myself posting every day. This probably won't last for a long time, but here we are for now. It is 7:15 a.m. and the sun is just coming up. The sky is all blue and pink and so pretty. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">I tried to take a picture of this beautiful sky but my new camera is not good with scenery shots. It came out all gray. I don't know if I just am not getting how to use it, or if it just is not a good camera for those kind of shots. In any case, I have bought another camera. It will be here by the end of the week. It is a Kodak digital and very like the one I lost (and hopefully will still find). The Minolta is a great vlogging camera and I will use it for that, but I also need a camera for scenery and distance shots. Besides, I feel better having two cameras. One that I plug in is fine, but for going away I want a smaller camera with batteries. That way I can have two or three batteries with me in case I am somewhere and the power runs out. With the Minolta, I would have to find somewhere to plug it in and wait an hour.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">In any case, I thought I would show you one photo today. Everyone knows about my Peep addiction. So Joe and Elaine supplied me with Christmas Peeps. (They are all gone. After all, I did have over a week to eat them!)</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAcI-0GPupLG-jNBUKic9SQS2ZjjFDTXm6GLFkNdl35cr_dAER4z3mctZz6N5bJvXt91ZVuiuAnPDqQ8R_JHFQ_DTZXXbgXg0rKANQHqbYrn0bXn0iHgEFmt8qZRLf6EfY-CAFYP2cr946l50ha3sBtABjPKQUYrB1RmwtmSsbsiI3GLzOqsLKzIB/s3264/231228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAcI-0GPupLG-jNBUKic9SQS2ZjjFDTXm6GLFkNdl35cr_dAER4z3mctZz6N5bJvXt91ZVuiuAnPDqQ8R_JHFQ_DTZXXbgXg0rKANQHqbYrn0bXn0iHgEFmt8qZRLf6EfY-CAFYP2cr946l50ha3sBtABjPKQUYrB1RmwtmSsbsiI3GLzOqsLKzIB/w400-h300/231228.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">Snowmen (2 packages), Christmas trees (2 packages), Stockings, and a Peeps Vanilla Cream pop (4 Peeps chicks on a stick). Yum!</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Now I have to wait until Valentine's Day for more Peeps. It's a good thing they don't sell them year round or I would weigh a ton!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Today Joe's cousin, Crystal, is coming over to help me clean up the house. I sometimes almost pass out when I lean over to get things off of the floor. Darn this a-fib. She is much younger than I am and is going to help me with stuff I can't do anymore. Growing old is not for the faint of heart.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">It is getting late. Crystal will be here in 2 1/2 hours. I have to get showered, dressed, feed the cats and eat before she gets here. I want to run a load of wash and get the dishes done too. So I am off of here. Have a wonderful day everyone!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Kathy</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-65133139275312073332024-01-02T19:45:00.003-05:002024-01-02T19:48:53.042-05:002024 DAY TWO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_pAiUil-BB7Mm-NsZ7LmVfeDqFEv-hxEpQRrPHwJSaU1VXxwKBP95WHvnhwMdX5K4Sq9Fuj5956aTf_34DaDfiTAKshanGZiMv47T20e9nKGHRdCCEuCcPVL5Q6mwtYxEX2Ua5RC4xxmvZz5cQnVh0VIXzwckCt_QNWJo5_zv44LXck2GCXtx_PbE/s626/Winter%2001.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="417" data-original-width="626" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_pAiUil-BB7Mm-NsZ7LmVfeDqFEv-hxEpQRrPHwJSaU1VXxwKBP95WHvnhwMdX5K4Sq9Fuj5956aTf_34DaDfiTAKshanGZiMv47T20e9nKGHRdCCEuCcPVL5Q6mwtYxEX2Ua5RC4xxmvZz5cQnVh0VIXzwckCt_QNWJo5_zv44LXck2GCXtx_PbE/w400-h266/Winter%2001.webp" width="400" /></a></div><p> <span style="font-size: x-large;">It is already evening of the second day of this new year. But it doesn't seem like a new year to me. It just seems like another day in another month. Usually the new year is fresh and exciting to me, but for some reason not this year. Are any of you feeling that way? Maybe it is me. Maybe I am strange.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">We are expecting a big snow storm this weekend. It will be the first snow we have had in over 700 days. Literally two years. I do not like snow. It is pretty to look at, but that is about it. I hope that whatever we get does not last long. With my bad knees I am hesitant to leave the house when snow is on the ground. And I don't like</span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> driving in it either.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Today I tried to clean up a bit, but didn't get a lot accomplished. I am still trying though. A bit here and a bit there and it begins to look better. Actually, doing my YouTube channel helps because I see things in the video that I don't notice in real life. I saw that my fridge needed a bit of help (fingerprints and such) so I got that taken care of today. After dinner I will hopefully do a bit more picking up. No matter how much I do, there is always more to do.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Since we did not have our pork dinner last night, we are having it tonight. I am roasting it now and it smells wonderful. I have fresh Brussels sprouts which I am going to have too. I was going to have potatoes, but instead I am going to make some garlic bread. Something a little different.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sunday I was looking for something to read at breakfast (I usually have a book with me at the table since I eat breakfast alone). I went to my bookcase and started pulling books out to see what I had. I found a Debbie Macomber book that I had never read. It is called "Dashing Through the Snow." I like Debbie Macomber, so I began reading it. I am already through chapter 6. I am limiting myself to two chapters a day to make it last. It is not the same as a lot of her other books and I am intrigued. I will let you know a</span><span style="font-size: x-large;">bout it when I finish.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">But now I really smell the pork roast, so I have to go out and take care of it. Talk to you all again soon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Kathy</span></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-76546225691653518462024-01-01T09:02:00.001-05:002024-01-01T09:02:23.378-05:00WELCOME 2024<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPt3w7f3kTRGsGUsXxXztneSfjfhhyfHj3RsvUxZaE4eigmoe2pVgjEgcSH_7E-vj8SQw55J3yIu2aTWqdgeUcIh9GG3nov2otDETActmt3PusKhzCIvoA-91X6bLkzQ2KBh2swKfZE2tlsVYaqP9rP5tB6AI6b72dxXQncUcdIFyHHpQ0v-ezL1g0/s626/2024%201.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="417" data-original-width="626" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPt3w7f3kTRGsGUsXxXztneSfjfhhyfHj3RsvUxZaE4eigmoe2pVgjEgcSH_7E-vj8SQw55J3yIu2aTWqdgeUcIh9GG3nov2otDETActmt3PusKhzCIvoA-91X6bLkzQ2KBh2swKfZE2tlsVYaqP9rP5tB6AI6b72dxXQncUcdIFyHHpQ0v-ezL1g0/w400-h266/2024%201.webp" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">Hello, friends. And Happy New Year! It is still pretty early in the day and everyone is asleep I think. The streets are empty. Me? I tried to stay up, but fell asleep. I woke up with Joe saying, "Happy New Year," but went right back to sleep.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">We had a very quiet celebration ourselves. Joe had never seen the movie "Citizen Kane" and I told him that he had to see the best movie ever made. So we rented it from Amazon. My sister had given me a gift certificate for my birthday so I paid for it with that. But even if I did have to pay for it, it only cost $3.99. Much cheaper than if we had gone to the movies.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Joe had bought a cheese and sausage package and so we had crackers, cheese, summer sausage and mixed nuts. So good.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">And that's about it. Not much going on at all. I need to get up and get going. Feed the cats. Get my shower, etc. Don't know what I am going to have for breakfast but I'm sure I'll find something. I do want to see at least the string bands in the Mummers Parade, but I think I'll watch some of the Rose Parade also.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Hope you all had a great New Year's Eve and that 2024 is a wonderful year for you.<br /></span> </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-15416266128593748282023-12-30T06:09:00.000-05:002023-12-30T06:09:06.291-05:00YES, IT'S REALLY ME<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvC7hJYmEaSahRtaC0bh0dxsP3sn1Vov93kGPyjLNnR8cdE0huoauf_BRJv19IQ5Dut6enXKQ5xaFPmLg8FZW8PC_LF7jZIoPVZ_ym3Oo_0azgUuvqo-lYdVJ2pJ9rZsZEHZFTbTLtADaJX78PgFBaCADoyuh3TOsB5YznRyM5e4i_ip2yZjjWeFo/s275/Christmas%20tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvC7hJYmEaSahRtaC0bh0dxsP3sn1Vov93kGPyjLNnR8cdE0huoauf_BRJv19IQ5Dut6enXKQ5xaFPmLg8FZW8PC_LF7jZIoPVZ_ym3Oo_0azgUuvqo-lYdVJ2pJ9rZsZEHZFTbTLtADaJX78PgFBaCADoyuh3TOsB5YznRyM5e4i_ip2yZjjWeFo/w400-h266/Christmas%20tree.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-size: x-large;">Hello, friends. I know that I'm not on here very often anymore, but I've been very busy on YouTube doing Vlogmas. I had no idea how hard that would be before I began or I wouldn't have done it. But I did and now it's over. But... I can't seem to stop posting videos. I keep finding things I want to share. I know that after the New Year things will calm down so I am enjoying it now.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">I hope you all had a great Christmas. Joe and I went to visit my sister. We left here later than I wanted to, but the roads were pretty empty and we made really good time. The only problem was that I wasn't paying attention and missed the turn off to Route 202. We ended up in... well, we have no idea where we were. Fortunately Joe had the GPS on his phone and we didn't lose a lot of time finding our way back to where we were supposed to be. And we saw a beautiful part of New Jersey that we didn't know existed!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">We kept saying that we were going to scale back on our gifts and we did but we all still got so much. I think the three of us are very spoiled. Of course you know I got Peeps. Stockings, snowmen, trees, a Peeps Pop (five chicks on a skewer). Joe and Elaine spoil me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Elaine made a great dinner for us. She had prime rib, potatoes, asparagus with hollandaise sauce and rolls. Cookies for dessert. It was wonderful. Of course we pulled our crackers and wore our crowns through dinner.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">You might notice that there are no pictures with this post. That is because I have lost my camera. I had it when I got home because I parked in the lot across the street, saw the beautiful lights on the houses, took the camera and shot some video and took a photo, then grabbed several bags of gifts to take into the house. I had the bags, my purse, my cane and was in a lot of pain so I took a long time getting into the house. A little bit later I looked for my camera to look at the pictures and it was gone. I have gone through all the bags, Joe has gone through the car and searched the lot where I was parked, we searched the house, my purse, my coat pockets and nothing. I am so sad because I had such beautiful pictures.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">But I am not without a camera because Joe gave me a Minolta vlogging camera for Christmas. It is really nice but there is a huge learning curve. I have been using it to post some videos on YouTube, but I can't get it to do everything I would like it to. I am sure that in a few weeks I will be a pro but in the meantime...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">It was a great Christmas and I hope you had a good day too. I hope to be back here soon. Have a great day everyone.</span><span style="font-size: xx-large;"> </span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-59640242560749106152023-12-12T07:12:00.001-05:002023-12-12T07:12:19.872-05:00GOING OUT FOR LUNCH<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEbMsvcvjKr_8fddfbijk8De_c2M2Q5G08HxxPuEVkjvLxTJ0Fu5QOz0mcDWwjgDGXDFrC64l-ruWiR_F21DYAJLf1F8pP9E1o9eBdY20fO8ZjhFsmQcmtGOwoSCMNhfjS7citybp6Kpigu7AbIrJUYwOYfyqU2eurEO2FOGb39ekM1Rm6UAYRtDA7/s2048/Christmas%201.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEbMsvcvjKr_8fddfbijk8De_c2M2Q5G08HxxPuEVkjvLxTJ0Fu5QOz0mcDWwjgDGXDFrC64l-ruWiR_F21DYAJLf1F8pP9E1o9eBdY20fO8ZjhFsmQcmtGOwoSCMNhfjS7citybp6Kpigu7AbIrJUYwOYfyqU2eurEO2FOGb39ekM1Rm6UAYRtDA7/w400-h400/Christmas%201.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends. Hope you are having a great day. I took this picture from one of my coloring pages. Isn't it pretty? Wish I were as creative as this.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span>I have been so busy trying to clean up and bake and do Christmassy things. Someday I will be completely caught up. Maybe... </span><span>In any case, I am having a great time and enjoying the season. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The other day I made some gingerbread cookies. Going through the pantry I found three packages of cookie mix and decided that was going to be my cookies for this year. I am trying to use things up rather than go out and get new things. Joe had bought some crystalized ginger thinking he was getting a package of candy. Instead, it came in a jar and was to be used for baking. What??? So I made up the mix and sprinkled the ginger on top. They turned out so delicious! I will definitely be using this ginger again.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf3VfKjD89im9O7NdTOcCszNpIOWpxgllS_i1evFOBtvlVGBsoLFsI9HLfDpi2PjDayCk33PuyXZg0IZFSldjUQpSmw7RW2vRKafoKM6Vpb3fB3aDrjVmaC0xJMsEY-EW8ouDuSBwBYDDoCH6ZHp2KgQSnF4b_UYxoktI1T4EWHFiq2gYwPewbzZXS/s5152/IMG_1823.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf3VfKjD89im9O7NdTOcCszNpIOWpxgllS_i1evFOBtvlVGBsoLFsI9HLfDpi2PjDayCk33PuyXZg0IZFSldjUQpSmw7RW2vRKafoKM6Vpb3fB3aDrjVmaC0xJMsEY-EW8ouDuSBwBYDDoCH6ZHp2KgQSnF4b_UYxoktI1T4EWHFiq2gYwPewbzZXS/w400-h300/IMG_1823.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Yesterday I met my sister and a friend and we went to lunch at the Suburban Diner. I gave each of them cookies and they were so thrilled. That surprised me but made me so happy.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The diner is halfway between my friend's house and mine. I suggested it for that reason and it turned out to be the perfect place. It took me 45 minutes to get there. Maybe because President Biden was in town and some streets were closed off. (The President seems to come to Philadelphia a lot.) </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It takes awhile to get there, but the food is so good. I had a grilled burger that tasted as if it had come off of a backyard grill in the summer. Delicious! My sister had an avocado BLT. I was debating about getting that and might just do that next time I go. My friend had the French dip which she said was good also.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7TFkl5_Blz6ElW-_B4bS_AVaL2-SONdA1LaWuuAZ0Du_-AjJD6XWI6bvuXIoKcXuVHKzV227RkHfhkk2almKctokaYzvY3VqeCluOTuu1H13qnAUbEsBGgKELqAyf4EzhcntnFqC9TNSlgJKuEaAzdXYopf0-fkuyEOMs95esQO7O0WT6JSdrgD9b/s5152/IMG_1847.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7TFkl5_Blz6ElW-_B4bS_AVaL2-SONdA1LaWuuAZ0Du_-AjJD6XWI6bvuXIoKcXuVHKzV227RkHfhkk2almKctokaYzvY3VqeCluOTuu1H13qnAUbEsBGgKELqAyf4EzhcntnFqC9TNSlgJKuEaAzdXYopf0-fkuyEOMs95esQO7O0WT6JSdrgD9b/s320/IMG_1847.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLwynoRRmNu7Nq5lWe9bZb8OdyqUn6efYHaCwRV4plGDHb1r8mr2pHfUjUUSkhxGnK955TsVY6siwhOyZYVIO88Lpmr92NwDnAeRP8uKsY1qvSFE6PEfcbH6kwM5zGXev-Ne1yH-teJgD3Qbyt_zjkfZZo2LE4uP6ksWv5Z26KEiJ_zfCE5VtvlJa/s5152/IMG_1849.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLwynoRRmNu7Nq5lWe9bZb8OdyqUn6efYHaCwRV4plGDHb1r8mr2pHfUjUUSkhxGnK955TsVY6siwhOyZYVIO88Lpmr92NwDnAeRP8uKsY1qvSFE6PEfcbH6kwM5zGXev-Ne1yH-teJgD3Qbyt_zjkfZZo2LE4uP6ksWv5Z26KEiJ_zfCE5VtvlJa/s320/IMG_1849.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUH0SQHPE_jhZhU16kvPyKCape0QbEcKGRp61x6pRgo4c3K14lsca1oS3mZrud7w4xMuE8WS_9WFKDf8FejHrZzRceduloWFkqcJBWdU8AfcgSxrZSlGZqsH8Gzoa0hwpUacTDnWCX9yOnZpdyrhZbeAMkfQjuP8kC0RQopjszJhrUTj0DbhvKGiWs/s5152/IMG_1852.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUH0SQHPE_jhZhU16kvPyKCape0QbEcKGRp61x6pRgo4c3K14lsca1oS3mZrud7w4xMuE8WS_9WFKDf8FejHrZzRceduloWFkqcJBWdU8AfcgSxrZSlGZqsH8Gzoa0hwpUacTDnWCX9yOnZpdyrhZbeAMkfQjuP8kC0RQopjszJhrUTj0DbhvKGiWs/s320/IMG_1852.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">We were able to sit and talk and catch up and it was just such a good time. My friend Mar gave me a Christmas gift. We usually don't exchange gifts, but she saw this and had to get it for me. It's a Hallmark movie watching mug. So cute. I didn't get a picture of it, but trust me on this.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It was such a quick visit, but so good. It took me another hour to get home. Well, to get to Rite Aid. I had to pick up some medicine for Joe, but also used the time to get some stocking stuffers. Tis the season.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It's Bible Study day, so I have to run and get ready. See you again soon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-57374637551479388672023-12-08T03:34:00.002-05:002023-12-08T08:38:50.773-05:00IT'S EARLY MORNING AND I'M AWAKE<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQuLjCN0NO06LdpxKlBseTY_9RViL5TSjOqfTrA8_Fmqlw1ayh3qPw5FGQbvF9a9PDpKBgANlkp9ETOu8JaRzm1VS9hAA4x09EPG33tlt1h3bSKvsLleaJ4rxXcthzd56-UdHYuWguOKjqgEpMZfC_QfmIXPK38Mz5efxOpnKud5hHm6KB899WZKdC/s526/Friday10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="526" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQuLjCN0NO06LdpxKlBseTY_9RViL5TSjOqfTrA8_Fmqlw1ayh3qPw5FGQbvF9a9PDpKBgANlkp9ETOu8JaRzm1VS9hAA4x09EPG33tlt1h3bSKvsLleaJ4rxXcthzd56-UdHYuWguOKjqgEpMZfC_QfmIXPK38Mz5efxOpnKud5hHm6KB899WZKdC/w400-h400/Friday10.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends. Hope you are having a good day. I am up nice and early this morning. I always tend to wake up early. When I worked, I couldn't get up in the morning, but since I retired, here I am wide awake at 3:00 a.m. It gives me some "alone" time before Joe gets up. And I tend to watch the Hallmark movies that I recorded. It's not Joe's thing. What I'm watching now is "A Fabled Holiday" which is one of my favorites. I don't know if anyone else has noticed, but the new movies they have out this year are really good!</span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I'm listening to our Jack cat snoring. He is pretty loud. He has also been sneezing and coughing quite a bit. He was at the vet about a month ago and we were told he had a virus and it would go away on its own. But it hasn't. So I called the vet yesterday and got an appointment for him for next week (the earliest they had). Poor baby. He has to get seen. I also got an appointment the following week for George. It's time for him to be neutered. Hopefully this will make him calmer in a bit. He is a real... I don't even know what to call him. He is into everything!</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I also made an appointment for myself to get another barium test on my esophagus. I hate doing those, but at least they are effective in getting to the bottom of what is going on with me. Not being able to swallow well is no fun. It's hard to believe that this all started 13 years ago (when I began this blog) and it is still going on. On the other hand, I thank God for another 13 years of life here on earth. I was pretty close to heaven back then and didn't even know it.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I made a couple of other calls I needed to but kept thinking I was forgetting something. Then this morning I remembered the other doctor I was supposed to call. So I will do that today and get myself all set up. It will be good to enter the new year with everything under control.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Today I am going to concentrate on cleaning up the living room and baking some cookies. What kind? That's what I am trying to figure out. I have so many good recipes. What shall I do? Sugar? Peanut butter? Snickerdoodles? Spritz? Norwegian wreaths? Snowballs? The list goes on and on. What is your favorite? I also want to get some decorating done. I'm feeling really good right now, so I hope this lasts. Maybe I should clean and bake before the sun comes up while I still have energy.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">And on that note I am going to get off of here and get some things done. Hope you will check back later. I will try my best to write during this holiday season.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Until later...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga2iimx94P6NUeC98IHB8jQWDuYeEGxw-jbI6_YaeGjBfwOcoQh8poH-rv1gVwybmkbl1CAf3HA96p_FVoPXUFCDPksaEbfUk22nSyStvR7lG6sICy5t2QIXyOj4SXya9WnzT2iwowdwp93_85v4Eu87GGdXTNZeANK7cYeJJ7b9_FDTxiIogIJ7Y9/s5152/IMG_1741.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga2iimx94P6NUeC98IHB8jQWDuYeEGxw-jbI6_YaeGjBfwOcoQh8poH-rv1gVwybmkbl1CAf3HA96p_FVoPXUFCDPksaEbfUk22nSyStvR7lG6sICy5t2QIXyOj4SXya9WnzT2iwowdwp93_85v4Eu87GGdXTNZeANK7cYeJJ7b9_FDTxiIogIJ7Y9/w400-h300/IMG_1741.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">I made an apple pie the other day and it was really good!<br /></span><div><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-80360240823460772832023-12-06T16:43:00.001-05:002023-12-06T16:43:27.081-05:00I KNOW I'VE BEEN MISSING. I'VE BEEN BUSY.<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha74vThh61MN5M9hiHHdGHIByPVMPU4zRQ9AkdmBXzIUCqv9X7LfKhvi1unMDJDb0ZW0uGt8fzd_HlcqEojS2azS9V0DsIgag6l1l6SHPSlQ0Is7XgtkzAUBqsqPc2LVf5DC0Fod11uPA-QK947vienWNm2lEXgT_AM0pdwuATN8bt5aL4gUCRbAUN/s843/Wednesday%20morning01.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="514" data-original-width="843" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha74vThh61MN5M9hiHHdGHIByPVMPU4zRQ9AkdmBXzIUCqv9X7LfKhvi1unMDJDb0ZW0uGt8fzd_HlcqEojS2azS9V0DsIgag6l1l6SHPSlQ0Is7XgtkzAUBqsqPc2LVf5DC0Fod11uPA-QK947vienWNm2lEXgT_AM0pdwuATN8bt5aL4gUCRbAUN/w400-h244/Wednesday%20morning01.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends. I know I haven't been around here much. In fact I've thought of ending my blog. I just don't have the time to give to it that it deserves. I have been doing a lot of work on my YouTube channel which at the moment I am enjoying a lot more than writing. Things go back and forth in my life so I may get back to enjoying this more. Who knows.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">In any case, I just couldn't disappear and let you all wonder what happened to me.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I had a really nice Thanksgiving. Joe and I went out with our friends Debbie and Rosemary to the Country Club Diner for dinner. The food was good. I had roast chicken while Rosemary and Joe had turkey and Debbie had salmon florentine. We all ended up with a slice of pie except for Joe who took Jewish Apple Cake. It was fun to just sit in a restaurant and let someone else wait on me.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I was heading for last Sunday morning. When I went to leave the house I looked on the table where I always keep my keys and they were missing. Gone. I searched the entire table, the floor, the other table in the room. Nothing. I took everything out of my purse, turned my coat pockets inside out and not there. By this time church was half over and I still couldn't find them. So I gave up and waited for Joe to wake up. Here he had borrowed them and put them into his coat pocket. I never thought to look there.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I did see a service live streamed on YouTube from one of our sister churches. The pastor was someone I knew from Annual Conference, but had never heard speak. He was excellent! Guess I was meant to hear him.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I am so discouraged about cleaning up my house for Christmas. The more I try to clean, the worse it looks. Are any of you like that? But I have to keep trying.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Joe just got back from the store and I have to help him get the food in so I have to run. I will try to write sooner.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Until then...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>\</p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-19640767870298014902023-11-14T08:09:00.002-05:002023-11-14T08:09:47.219-05:00FEELING BETTER<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKJAVdLhO1RN0mawLLQLHRCeQs8CpCrXh4Lscd5fvKDZ2H0IHtDL5cdk_qHNlk_OZ6Qehs4huf5ebobacUl2rLF-uNneL5Ud2FvirM_5Y7NOmPwzTjZwT4oCmy2ehs6qRRte9w3StS1q5Udeo1kMnXC-xO1ZiMazHPzxDv8xE3E7mAMmnv82BTe7f/s526/Tuesday08.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="526" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKJAVdLhO1RN0mawLLQLHRCeQs8CpCrXh4Lscd5fvKDZ2H0IHtDL5cdk_qHNlk_OZ6Qehs4huf5ebobacUl2rLF-uNneL5Ud2FvirM_5Y7NOmPwzTjZwT4oCmy2ehs6qRRte9w3StS1q5Udeo1kMnXC-xO1ZiMazHPzxDv8xE3E7mAMmnv82BTe7f/w400-h400/Tuesday08.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;">Hello, everyone. So nice to see you again. I hope you are having a great day. Here the sun is shining and in the morning it comes right in the front window and into my eyes where I am sitting on the sofa. That is a good thing since it lifts my spirits and makes me feel better.</span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I am off to Bible Study this morning. Last night I wrote up the handout I am giving today. It is from the YouTube channel The Bible Recap. Although I am teaching from Matthew 11 today, I just began handing out these recaps and so today I am giving them Matthew 2. What an interesting chapter about the wise men! I learned some things and was reminded of others. I hope my class finds it as interesting as I did.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">When I went to print my handout and notes for the class, it wouldn't print. It kept telling me my printer was offline. But it wasn't. And I couldn't find out where to fix it even if it was. I had it on my new laptop, so I emailed it to myself and then opened the email on my old laptop that I knew would print it. I finally got it done, but what a time! When Joe gets up today, I will get him to help me add the printer app to the new laptop. I'm no good with things like that.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I went to Shoprite yesterday to pick up my order that I had put in. Because of how painful my legs are, I can no longer walk around a store and get my groceries. But I don't want to pay the $10 charge to have them delivered, so I go to pick them up. Usually Joe goes with me and actually goes into the store to get them. But he isn't feeling well these days so I went by myself. When the girl rolled out the cart with a case of water and three cloth bags (we are not allowed to have plastic bags in Philadelphia) I was surprised. Is that my entire order? I asked her. She said yes, so I said thank you and took it.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">When I got to the car and tried to put the bags into the car I understood why it looked like such a small order. Those bags hold a lot and she had packed them full. They were so heavy! They were so heavy that I actually couldn't lift them. One was light so that went in right away. But the other two! I got one of them slid onto the back seat and went for the second one. But I couldn't do it. The cart turned on its side and I dropped the bag. Of course that was the one with the eggs in. Fortunately only one cracked and I was able to save it and eat it for lunch yesterday. But I pulled my shoulder and my back. And I still had to put the case of water into the trunk!</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">When I got home, I got some tote bags out of the trunk of the car and split up the order. I would put some things in one of the bags and then lift it to see if it was too heavy. Those three bags turned into eight bags. But at least I was able to get them into the house. It took me over an hour to get them all in, but I just took my time. Fortunately my back and shoulder aren't hurting today. Yet. I just got up so who knows.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I need to stop at Rite Aid on my way home today. I forgot to get bread. I thought I had it on my list, but I must have forgotten to add it. Well, only one thing. I might get a few other things while I am there. I have a coupon for 50% off hand soap. We don't need it, but it won't go bad if I don't use it until January.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Can you believe Thanksgiving is next week? How did it come so quickly? I have to get my kitchen cleaned up this week so I can make my pumpkin pies. We are going out to eat with some friends on Thanksgiving, but we want to get a rotisserie chicken the next day and have a little thing with just us. But we have two friends who will be alone that day. So we invited them to go to a diner with us. I am just not well enough to cook a big meal or I would.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">And now it is getting late and I have to be off to church. Hope you all have a great day and I will talk to you later.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></div><div><div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS08rCG8zDeck4NLd8po7gXeRFP5fuudU4kQDFCsh2Bq-tZPiF5I7606q1MsqoWXHnw5YlO5Kjbof7UB62BeZ7zOBtQEr374_IWF1Wwzc_ANIwMonE6T83xvNgzKhdDOZ7UBNJluXSSTWOvbes1JPr5-o_IIRFkUefUcP1MxIjex_fbHI7xXp9gfMB/s1080/Fall50.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS08rCG8zDeck4NLd8po7gXeRFP5fuudU4kQDFCsh2Bq-tZPiF5I7606q1MsqoWXHnw5YlO5Kjbof7UB62BeZ7zOBtQEr374_IWF1Wwzc_ANIwMonE6T83xvNgzKhdDOZ7UBNJluXSSTWOvbes1JPr5-o_IIRFkUefUcP1MxIjex_fbHI7xXp9gfMB/w400-h400/Fall50.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-82092498085165111672023-11-13T06:26:00.002-05:002023-11-13T06:26:30.891-05:00TRYING TO HAVE A PRODUCTIVE DAY<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo9u7juosGCRElalujPkRcFjkWY7P-_PjZn7dY1k3C1Q5B0xh4oBIgOFHqZwo_yLWdcosBb0sD5MEcRw_pn5O6f3TR6n1_gxXw3YKLT-sbcAncaBOCDJlX8vp8eB051ckjt9rlQBX5zsLMBUgxZ7s1zqm948rrFwEQ4lqd7RjzUoMDCQbeJ844bDbD/s5152/IMG_1491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo9u7juosGCRElalujPkRcFjkWY7P-_PjZn7dY1k3C1Q5B0xh4oBIgOFHqZwo_yLWdcosBb0sD5MEcRw_pn5O6f3TR6n1_gxXw3YKLT-sbcAncaBOCDJlX8vp8eB051ckjt9rlQBX5zsLMBUgxZ7s1zqm948rrFwEQ4lqd7RjzUoMDCQbeJ844bDbD/w400-h300/IMG_1491.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends! Hope you are having a wonderful day. It is very early as I write this. Not quite 6:00 a.m. I am going to do my best to have a good and productive day today. I haven't been very productive lately. I suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder which has been very bad this year. But I am fighting it. It gets worse and worse as the sunlight gets shorter and shorter until December 21st when we have only 5 1/2 hours of daylight. And then it slowly gets better. I could never live in Maine where my brother, sister and niece and her husband live. They have even less sunlight than I do. Now you know why I love summer so much. Today there is 10 hours and 3 minutes of sunlight.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I am a fighter and I am fighting this by trying my best to get my home ready for the holidays. Do any of you watch Diane in Denmark on YouTube? I have watched her for several years. She uses the FlyLady system to keep her home clean. FlyLady doesn't really work for me. Believe me, I've tried. But I take the parts of it that do work and use them. It does help. So I have made myself a list for the next week of what I want to accomplish. I think as I cross things off of that list, I will feel better.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">What have I done so far? Taken my first round of medicine (there are three in the morning and one in the evening), looked at my online advent calendar, and now I'm writing this. But then I've only been awake for an hour.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">So off to get something done. Like getting a shower and dressed perhaps? And picking up my groceries from the store. Thanks for listening to me and see you all soon. I'll let you know how I do.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Until later...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-10967874556002246742023-11-01T09:09:00.000-04:002023-11-01T09:09:04.531-04:00HALLOWEEN<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq-lq06pDjWpIHosoPL3HmXl4Ix-PcXaG8df5L7wzXD8tTNFpHQXOg9G_iAyV19Zdpf12gbyITJiVknFA7-MHx6D1hP7Qy38mqE4Os9VwRJUS3Nj9qoAMWYTaePf5RV1qPhZdANZ-I_sjmjJg90k7DyD0SCyb9rnrsCBSdLY1861OK4bZVQTfSv7fY/s1080/Halloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq-lq06pDjWpIHosoPL3HmXl4Ix-PcXaG8df5L7wzXD8tTNFpHQXOg9G_iAyV19Zdpf12gbyITJiVknFA7-MHx6D1hP7Qy38mqE4Os9VwRJUS3Nj9qoAMWYTaePf5RV1qPhZdANZ-I_sjmjJg90k7DyD0SCyb9rnrsCBSdLY1861OK4bZVQTfSv7fY/w400-h400/Halloween.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends! Happy day after Halloween. I'm always sort of glad when Halloween is over. I feel as if this is the beginning of the holiday season now. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Halloween is not my favorite day. Not like when I was little and it was a fun day of dressing up and trick or treating. I am bothered by all the demonic themes attached to it. Skeletons. Demons. Witches. Ghosts. And each year it seems to get more and more evil. I'm glad the little kids are still able to enjoy it as a fun time.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">But now it is on to Thanksgiving. While a lot of people don't celebrate the true meaning of the season (thanking God for all His blessings), it still is a lighter holiday than Halloween.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjdeoiXADd6gWudZ4oM5TZwj8WjdhRjFAIsqyDR822er4OgcKMyaBagpNw5SESUKMq7CPWfifLv84kE1ibGI4ODeMpElgV2WibE8-u3XU2WFKsZW8ooJZ6dB7EPMP3WpJwDWiykiWlvQ64WLZ5gk3xn2gGwf9xgHmVH_qUT5iASNvgmZIkDiDXsR6t/s5152/Halloween01.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjdeoiXADd6gWudZ4oM5TZwj8WjdhRjFAIsqyDR822er4OgcKMyaBagpNw5SESUKMq7CPWfifLv84kE1ibGI4ODeMpElgV2WibE8-u3XU2WFKsZW8ooJZ6dB7EPMP3WpJwDWiykiWlvQ64WLZ5gk3xn2gGwf9xgHmVH_qUT5iASNvgmZIkDiDXsR6t/w400-h300/Halloween01.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">As usual we didn't get many kids around our way. In fact, there weren't many kids out at all. Maybe it was the freezing (and I do mean freezing) cold weather. Maybe it was because we live on a one block long street tucked in an out of the way spot. Last year we didn't get anyone.</span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV24Pwe6zPrrSfarhXeaxuHv0oH9v4pgsBC5smyFCadOWwqxDTjagvhDMhGi7Ey59g0NTy-3QalL4X0NOpzPw7JoQBoGdgoFP1woi4wWnKa71rv1NxJsl4-exYZSdxesCZ5egvj39HF8YIRv9XZCoH2aQvt9iROg_965ZFB0O0OcBxihKdqd2ZqPlx/s1024/Halloween13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV24Pwe6zPrrSfarhXeaxuHv0oH9v4pgsBC5smyFCadOWwqxDTjagvhDMhGi7Ey59g0NTy-3QalL4X0NOpzPw7JoQBoGdgoFP1woi4wWnKa71rv1NxJsl4-exYZSdxesCZ5egvj39HF8YIRv9XZCoH2aQvt9iROg_965ZFB0O0OcBxihKdqd2ZqPlx/w400-h400/Halloween13.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">This year Joe sat out on the step for about an hour or so. At first there was no one around. He looked so cold even with his jacket, hat and gloves. He wouldn't let me go out because he didn't want me gettng cold.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Finally some kids came by. Then another long wait and a few more. We never did get a lot of kids, but I totaled them up and there were 16 kids. Last year we got no one so this was better.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">When he came in, we called and got pizza delivered. A treat for the day.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6p5B6uE4m6qnxAFgfRe5f0OgosrlyAG7OrH9Dn2gad4M20adWGyoHE_p5FckBcHhvjjyV8sLlKqDiZb7MV2uAFTD489F_VmbYuNXmlEXL4ILzbZvS-agvoQyzV5TM5gctrewXyV0BSs0grESlCWdiVJYF8SOcWRAY9RDr-n_2lVSexOXvJvQV58f1/s526/Halloween12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="526" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6p5B6uE4m6qnxAFgfRe5f0OgosrlyAG7OrH9Dn2gad4M20adWGyoHE_p5FckBcHhvjjyV8sLlKqDiZb7MV2uAFTD489F_VmbYuNXmlEXL4ILzbZvS-agvoQyzV5TM5gctrewXyV0BSs0grESlCWdiVJYF8SOcWRAY9RDr-n_2lVSexOXvJvQV58f1/w400-h400/Halloween12.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">I had stopped at the bakery after Bible Study that morning and bought some butter cookies so that was dessert.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">And now on to my favorite holiday, Thanksgiving. It makes me remember to thank God. It has my favorite colors -- brown, orange, red and gold. I love the traditions, the food, the decorations and the beautiful colors on the trees and the flowers.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Hope you all had a good evening last night. I'll be back soon with another post.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Until later,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPGASsiBq6y4-RiwM2DfXqriN6YBKE_eGNvTwSwywWs1CekfDCEARQQBErZ5qFeTV0Lc9MBo1rdKYInh6IRvwGnl83e9I8hrDAcXC528nPZfIxNN1pp4DbLpsu_bwlbyMw3GKwB_47wXzwPBXKrMwEF-zc9gizXvvZ8RNR-wKTZHIxKHmnUbpt-5AR/s720/Halloween15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="720" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPGASsiBq6y4-RiwM2DfXqriN6YBKE_eGNvTwSwywWs1CekfDCEARQQBErZ5qFeTV0Lc9MBo1rdKYInh6IRvwGnl83e9I8hrDAcXC528nPZfIxNN1pp4DbLpsu_bwlbyMw3GKwB_47wXzwPBXKrMwEF-zc9gizXvvZ8RNR-wKTZHIxKHmnUbpt-5AR/w400-h300/Halloween15.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-75732749723876081952023-10-23T15:17:00.001-04:002023-10-23T15:17:13.931-04:00GEORGE AND JACK<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji6bEaclnoiVM2bCaQI0ERCKJx0f5Ss-w21xio2r8Bm9SHrG_CShuzcErAe8Qu82TyRdWKplG0vWj2irljdaJ6xgxicWATUzQlCvA_k6INszKaCWe7E0Q8842mtJ0UvLq1X_EZUUkdw5-P8JtFhme8rtTqhSnMY99mRGa6rzyZsDQWtFc3JGKOE2Pg/s439/Monday07.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="439" data-original-width="439" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji6bEaclnoiVM2bCaQI0ERCKJx0f5Ss-w21xio2r8Bm9SHrG_CShuzcErAe8Qu82TyRdWKplG0vWj2irljdaJ6xgxicWATUzQlCvA_k6INszKaCWe7E0Q8842mtJ0UvLq1X_EZUUkdw5-P8JtFhme8rtTqhSnMY99mRGa6rzyZsDQWtFc3JGKOE2Pg/w400-h400/Monday07.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends! Hope you are all having a wonderful day. It is cold here today. And tomorrow morning it is supposed to be in the 30s (F). I am not looking forward to that. But after all it is the end of October so we have been blessed with nice weather and warm temperatures for far longer than we usually are.</span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Looking back over my posts I realized that I never told you about our new kitten, George. We got a phone call from one the guys in the Veterans group across the street from us asking if we knew anyone who wanted a kitten. This little gray kitten had wandered into the building soaking wet from the rain and was laying in a corner. The guy who called was going to throw him out on the street again, but the wife of one of the other members was there and started yelling at him about it. So he called us. Joe said he thought he could find a home for him and took him in. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">But... we couldn't find anyone to take him. So we decided to keep him for a bit until we could find someone. The poor thing was sick and had gummy eyes. He was sneezing and was red hot to the touch. We got an appointment with the vet and took him over. They gave him medication and checked him all out. (Unfortunately now Jack is also sneezing.)</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I was surprised that the two cats got along. And they still do. Of course there are times when they are at each other, but most of the time they just curl up together and sleep. That has never happened before when we had two cats.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I named the kitten George. Why? I don't know. It just sounded right. Jack and George. He is starting to learn his name. And as you might have guessed, Joe is in love with him and we are keeping him. He sleeps on Joe's tummy and gives him kisses when he wakes up. Not so much with me. Of course being a kitten he is into everything.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">But now Jack is sick. We found out that he has thyroid disease and have been giving him medication. But now he was diagnosed with asthma. He is a poor sick baby.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">These cats are going to put me into the poor house with all their doctor bills!</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I have a couple of pictures of George that I thought I would show to you. He is so little and soft.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5hGPKUZ5Zr7GVLG8QIeprYWOjjbFEZiikPa8dVbSloC9gBKCx2oCBmKlublMAuOPHojX4Laq2Bm-FmKynVh-rWoAIlQ8cfW2_P227qZzCPT1QkUtf32CNoLE9QRDED7CYhe_6qRx3FYZGw2ytqnRYjSUG4XuXmjC19aJ7aMBW6hMBX_qs0KWSIEVK/s5152/IMG_1483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5hGPKUZ5Zr7GVLG8QIeprYWOjjbFEZiikPa8dVbSloC9gBKCx2oCBmKlublMAuOPHojX4Laq2Bm-FmKynVh-rWoAIlQ8cfW2_P227qZzCPT1QkUtf32CNoLE9QRDED7CYhe_6qRx3FYZGw2ytqnRYjSUG4XuXmjC19aJ7aMBW6hMBX_qs0KWSIEVK/w400-h300/IMG_1483.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjudE0hYLxbyApE8S33mVqKUhOmBBvhEA-A8Tg-VIHnchv7sRIqnASUHbazvfjwfGacpVf365isxFTRTHCFs3R5QyrIGUB7cR6WiP37PZmbAVC-7CC6vkg-V9mbjgzQixBGJ_U9l2SCp_0EJgr2zOsUCuO8zKkNcmzqsiH0SCE31EkFyYH9XvLQ1U-Y/s5152/IMG_1485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjudE0hYLxbyApE8S33mVqKUhOmBBvhEA-A8Tg-VIHnchv7sRIqnASUHbazvfjwfGacpVf365isxFTRTHCFs3R5QyrIGUB7cR6WiP37PZmbAVC-7CC6vkg-V9mbjgzQixBGJ_U9l2SCp_0EJgr2zOsUCuO8zKkNcmzqsiH0SCE31EkFyYH9XvLQ1U-Y/w400-h300/IMG_1485.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">And here is Jack. My boy.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8OpVMgxMWMfyyZhkzY0Cg-1agTrW5SvXLtgQQc7mb65HD2zPGloynld-42le7i0ZS0GwI0ReIl1-EMRn-hQtOI7AiMjX1K10ajGZkxfO1ZKy8NuMYCVvMrW6liTOT7PveQkjKLBATCsE6OSaNEvDwPjAsBWF37WIwyQlIQ2tegAbpDxR-Q4kXdBFs/s5152/IMG_1549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8OpVMgxMWMfyyZhkzY0Cg-1agTrW5SvXLtgQQc7mb65HD2zPGloynld-42le7i0ZS0GwI0ReIl1-EMRn-hQtOI7AiMjX1K10ajGZkxfO1ZKy8NuMYCVvMrW6liTOT7PveQkjKLBATCsE6OSaNEvDwPjAsBWF37WIwyQlIQ2tegAbpDxR-Q4kXdBFs/w400-h300/IMG_1549.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA9hllkQkf2_VaAfpr22vFQviDVmvdQGywTOQRADU67kRnx42K5jze287kerWTNdje4OskW4tlohKt_KGI1gWfS6nc7JNgKjqq7oTwQdUjifCWuntnsJ6lWkBrhAUspk-W104MglDA1_BxbfbPEk89bbcwM6fM8IELqkMlBGuy2BtplzaADT-b8v5O/s5152/IMG_1550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA9hllkQkf2_VaAfpr22vFQviDVmvdQGywTOQRADU67kRnx42K5jze287kerWTNdje4OskW4tlohKt_KGI1gWfS6nc7JNgKjqq7oTwQdUjifCWuntnsJ6lWkBrhAUspk-W104MglDA1_BxbfbPEk89bbcwM6fM8IELqkMlBGuy2BtplzaADT-b8v5O/w400-h300/IMG_1550.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">They both love Joe's recliner and are going to be disappointed the end of this week when it goes out in the trash. It is falling apart (literally). Joe has bought a rocking chair (like a Cracker Barrel one, but not theirs). I told him I would put it together for him. He loves rocking chairs.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Lunch is here. We called out. So I need to get off of here. See you all soon.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy<br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhug8uMOs2Fs-aOkjI5B7AKj11_h9mOnodiXioOThhF4p-jQk4CMVSclx_ddli57u7zhSxyLhyAZzqxUoY_hJsXV2MmgNrMwaZPsmCe8MlZdyGIp10tGGGUD4fzJ7V89DSl8Q3fO8rDI2IKsEQ0wn7eDaQpWDxF9xrg_WdTFbbjUV8mPZYw1ieQB3wo/s667/Fall41.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhug8uMOs2Fs-aOkjI5B7AKj11_h9mOnodiXioOThhF4p-jQk4CMVSclx_ddli57u7zhSxyLhyAZzqxUoY_hJsXV2MmgNrMwaZPsmCe8MlZdyGIp10tGGGUD4fzJ7V89DSl8Q3fO8rDI2IKsEQ0wn7eDaQpWDxF9xrg_WdTFbbjUV8mPZYw1ieQB3wo/w300-h400/Fall41.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-28443427786560239292023-10-21T00:32:00.001-04:002023-10-21T00:32:11.677-04:00A DATE WITH JOE<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3IFRflPwKEvGr4cO4lQrxDkWvkbO_8tDrQRWhBTyBCrTMqMMRpODAogymT91AKWohlf302PbQgqCc1xqtIYxyomBLGPgJ1tlb8TXixyKg6zpUYm9CMbSJ84jWm28uXbOCFgEO3sLMkq3UWG_xWWR_otksFKrqPjrVb_iQp_1DLJddew2yAKH-Pb0C/s465/Saturday08.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="465" data-original-width="366" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3IFRflPwKEvGr4cO4lQrxDkWvkbO_8tDrQRWhBTyBCrTMqMMRpODAogymT91AKWohlf302PbQgqCc1xqtIYxyomBLGPgJ1tlb8TXixyKg6zpUYm9CMbSJ84jWm28uXbOCFgEO3sLMkq3UWG_xWWR_otksFKrqPjrVb_iQp_1DLJddew2yAKH-Pb0C/w315-h400/Saturday08.jpg" width="315" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Hello, friends. I've been meaning to write a post for several days now, but just haven't gotten to it. It is very early in the morning and I haven't been to bed yet, so let me write a short and quick post for you.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">A couple of weeks ago Joe took me out on a date. We went to Yamato's, one of my favorite places. This is before I had my tooth extracted and I told him I wanted to go to a restaurant while I could still eat!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq3Il_6pqlEnLZGkeXK5Dyajfq_w2JseMGp-a2bdf3JIcvutZUXWW5sV3nbL7Wuy7PHPv77PiuERVv19Hi0hvXC9dUlycGJAPjHvsPLbhj3uaM26osQLA_mNg03BhqFb11FhE0GgMtXhcjMNxvicN-BemlxzHPbAFqIsE0C6-gJy2JfJCnZWUiutb0/s5152/IMG_1469.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq3Il_6pqlEnLZGkeXK5Dyajfq_w2JseMGp-a2bdf3JIcvutZUXWW5sV3nbL7Wuy7PHPv77PiuERVv19Hi0hvXC9dUlycGJAPjHvsPLbhj3uaM26osQLA_mNg03BhqFb11FhE0GgMtXhcjMNxvicN-BemlxzHPbAFqIsE0C6-gJy2JfJCnZWUiutb0/w400-h300/IMG_1469.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">There was work being done on I-95 so we had to take the back streets. Still, it is not that far away so we got there rather quickly. And we got seated quickly also since it was pretty empty. Well, it was around 3:30 p.m. so the lunch crowd was gone and the dinner crowd hadn't come in yet.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">We got pork fried gyoza to begin with. They are dumplings and so delicious! So is the dipping sauce that goes with them.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8xNkiymz_u4ftcBWJBLPP6rZ1l7X2Iviy3KpWUxkSXgCapIUHlFLxrQ29zTAAGMvV4orf3Z39G0PIzUv1XEYiZoHV37lId3vvbtec9g1jpwPmSam_ZhDpT10FfeBO2mECRva6dPBwxVvkw4wKi6PXqeKDM-NMFN5YuxAqNsWH_b_T1CaJkeiLVrp7/s5152/IMG_1464.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8xNkiymz_u4ftcBWJBLPP6rZ1l7X2Iviy3KpWUxkSXgCapIUHlFLxrQ29zTAAGMvV4orf3Z39G0PIzUv1XEYiZoHV37lId3vvbtec9g1jpwPmSam_ZhDpT10FfeBO2mECRva6dPBwxVvkw4wKi6PXqeKDM-NMFN5YuxAqNsWH_b_T1CaJkeiLVrp7/w400-h300/IMG_1464.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Joe had miso soup come with his meal. He likes it, but I don't.</span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzQG9Pbg4w3T71Vf7_EtPxdWQDB-TNC60yOn70SfBkPMdx5vEPxRNqeY5n_nQkdgP5VAQsDzh5P6jBBPkqnxEP7q5nDssaaIYbEnAQAQf3jpRI-W20pKvD0xd58jx8IBXklc4D9MyiH-IqN7yGfntFZRpo8QfFOsQ8Ik2IcA2yPwp9xxc0DrWnh9m/s5152/IMG_1462.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzQG9Pbg4w3T71Vf7_EtPxdWQDB-TNC60yOn70SfBkPMdx5vEPxRNqeY5n_nQkdgP5VAQsDzh5P6jBBPkqnxEP7q5nDssaaIYbEnAQAQf3jpRI-W20pKvD0xd58jx8IBXklc4D9MyiH-IqN7yGfntFZRpo8QfFOsQ8Ik2IcA2yPwp9xxc0DrWnh9m/w400-h300/IMG_1462.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Joe got a hibachi chicken bento box. It comes with sashimi, sushi, and rice.</span></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlc37S2NsGgofsMLzM5Eavf0xDE1b9BGmJM8l1qUpnLQdyV-bMXfw3EZp3XdRlLWQYfhNLSdchi-N0Q_EE5lDYH_BM6Gs2cNqXvu8s73kdyHhijz09K-CPEQPOsc7nptLrSOhBdii1D5xzijOzKctV1RvmK9nvgkW8SU9FhhAzgz-p9qaIjJjJk-52/s5152/IMG_1463.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlc37S2NsGgofsMLzM5Eavf0xDE1b9BGmJM8l1qUpnLQdyV-bMXfw3EZp3XdRlLWQYfhNLSdchi-N0Q_EE5lDYH_BM6Gs2cNqXvu8s73kdyHhijz09K-CPEQPOsc7nptLrSOhBdii1D5xzijOzKctV1RvmK9nvgkW8SU9FhhAzgz-p9qaIjJjJk-52/w400-h300/IMG_1463.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br />I got chicken yaki soba. I couldn't eat it all and took enough home that I had it for lunch the next day.</span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_qs8e3DBdZ-Q2raKSs3AJgigcVJe00mCmnr8IL5fXIs_0i_etW7PffbP1IcqqG_o7wyYwnCSl7FE6NmGNncmg08ZiDVmLjV7N-yYIxw3QalXkQr-H6F73jMK8H47x6ttWQOXxqXeaX7fRCUFiHTJ8g8mgFqLUen_ovGOXhNcJ4xQYyxvGXkFnuMU9/s5152/IMG_1468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_qs8e3DBdZ-Q2raKSs3AJgigcVJe00mCmnr8IL5fXIs_0i_etW7PffbP1IcqqG_o7wyYwnCSl7FE6NmGNncmg08ZiDVmLjV7N-yYIxw3QalXkQr-H6F73jMK8H47x6ttWQOXxqXeaX7fRCUFiHTJ8g8mgFqLUen_ovGOXhNcJ4xQYyxvGXkFnuMU9/w400-h300/IMG_1468.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">It was so fun to go out together. We don't do that enough.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">After we ate Joe ran into Rite Aid to get a few things and then it was home. We have decided to go out once a month even if it is just to the pizza shop a few blocks away. It's important to spend time with each other.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Hope you all are having a good time too. Sorry this is short, but it's after midnight and I need to go to bed. See you all soon.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy<br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbkUYOIIaqTJO14yhzTLecxIB8ZGzf1w8NrIkmf5THqdls3M34ZAdptRjFF_YonDQGQq5WaUNcKJeLyZe0qIJHDac7AeElD-Kfrs8U_YSKickPJNdFcgOMZjlP3fmEQukX20rBVRIE3PahCT5Pf8TnCY-mcwmF_dZ3N-mNdqzku4fnQYDLtahrhJ_R/s1000/Fall36.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbkUYOIIaqTJO14yhzTLecxIB8ZGzf1w8NrIkmf5THqdls3M34ZAdptRjFF_YonDQGQq5WaUNcKJeLyZe0qIJHDac7AeElD-Kfrs8U_YSKickPJNdFcgOMZjlP3fmEQukX20rBVRIE3PahCT5Pf8TnCY-mcwmF_dZ3N-mNdqzku4fnQYDLtahrhJ_R/w400-h400/Fall36.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226414524517678615.post-59062187351143626482023-10-10T18:33:00.000-04:002023-10-10T18:33:50.866-04:00FALL IS COMING<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjjh8U6IJiRupdJiFFFJwpXf_RH69jdESLd5UHESpZOBiE_c2HRcwSKQChJAk1nCn3Tuwj3YKMkwGXxCps5uvuMgbFFkndv4loCmKyUCsi7Cp-ziMk2cE8-KkjU_aYdYBmNow6n99sfVpXpu94qIJz32N1K9I1ZTrrC6qNuPYh1gabKhO6wuFjCg5J/s564/Tuesday%2001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="420" data-original-width="564" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjjh8U6IJiRupdJiFFFJwpXf_RH69jdESLd5UHESpZOBiE_c2HRcwSKQChJAk1nCn3Tuwj3YKMkwGXxCps5uvuMgbFFkndv4loCmKyUCsi7Cp-ziMk2cE8-KkjU_aYdYBmNow6n99sfVpXpu94qIJz32N1K9I1ZTrrC6qNuPYh1gabKhO6wuFjCg5J/w400-h297/Tuesday%2001.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: large;">Hello friends. Hope you are all having a great day. Well, the day is almost over now.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I have spent a lot of the afternoon on the computer. For some reason my computer refuses to download pictures from my SD card. I have tried everything. It doesn't even recognize that there is a drive there. So Joe gave me his computer that he never uses and I have spent time getting my pictures off of my camera and making two videos for my YouTube channel. People think because the video is 5 minutes long that it doesn't take much to make it. Not so. I just spent 90 minutes putting together that 5 minute video. I also had to repurchase the program I use to make them. Another $100. But all is good now.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Yesterday I finally had my tooth pulled. I went to the hospital to have it done rather than a dentist's office. I had two dentists turn me down when I went to them to have it pulled. And now I know why. I was in the chair for over 30 minutes because when they went to pull the tooth, it shattered into little pieces and they had to dig and drill the pieces out of my gum. I told Joe that I am so very grateful that God arranged for me to be in the hospital where there was the equipment and personnel to help me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I bled quite a bit. For about two hours. But now I am doing pretty good. I am in a lot less pain than I expected to be. As long as I keep up with the Extra Strength Tylenol they gave me, I'm OK. They would have given me something stronger, but I'm allergic to everything. But this is doing fine. An added bonus is it is also helping the pain in my knees.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Last week I saw my GI doctor. Everything is going good. He does want me to have another barium swallow test to get a look at my esophagus because I still have spasms, but that's not a big deal.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">When I left his office, I noticed that the trees in the medical center were starting to change colors. These were the first colorful trees I have seen this year. I took some pictures of them to show you.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2YNRbczF3_Y0RwcHIGsKOji8H_RpDd6XZA2c9Pwlnhb0tuAA7XVEbPJzchu99BVexjooxve-DXufkHnpV0jSNZ0gqNeAbUp9NVtAaGD3sMpPQ7UeEplbWO4kEjB2csDqDWLwpte1wSvXUKenD4J0hEBbQk_q5TLflmrNh1r9V4ep4gnHjloWEVxws/s5152/IMG_1472.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2YNRbczF3_Y0RwcHIGsKOji8H_RpDd6XZA2c9Pwlnhb0tuAA7XVEbPJzchu99BVexjooxve-DXufkHnpV0jSNZ0gqNeAbUp9NVtAaGD3sMpPQ7UeEplbWO4kEjB2csDqDWLwpte1wSvXUKenD4J0hEBbQk_q5TLflmrNh1r9V4ep4gnHjloWEVxws/w618-h464/IMG_1472.JPG" width="618" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNxWsz_ibSnR1V5uMPfmXXVDtsRL0ryk9lMQ7WwQRW13HCygDN4zmJ1PYAFdNiGvz-9yQfWKaj7ypNgCpncaLA2__Wq5qNmB9Rx8t7G4F6qCqQ03LGK5qpI7Wwydao6er3Q2s9FgYZCnAGoD3nHa31YjBEsD0fo3adI9DGu4ELlqenI6g0ZYZ5u_yb/s5152/IMG_1473.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNxWsz_ibSnR1V5uMPfmXXVDtsRL0ryk9lMQ7WwQRW13HCygDN4zmJ1PYAFdNiGvz-9yQfWKaj7ypNgCpncaLA2__Wq5qNmB9Rx8t7G4F6qCqQ03LGK5qpI7Wwydao6er3Q2s9FgYZCnAGoD3nHa31YjBEsD0fo3adI9DGu4ELlqenI6g0ZYZ5u_yb/w640-h480/IMG_1473.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6fMHwloTYP-4Bh-gXZ8AdFMVXqt2oDqFC36iOQN1aAuZnDre4TOnm_oDyw0SCKKUHT1Pw18o5hw95RFrs0JlfZcbC8rBELzAZ9RqBc0zE0tFIubfJ0KWH4-fgOoM4JMIm3u1n5i6c6YBCk73dYrbe5lXg84_GhLYN-iiPDrjRY-ysN7ddqTiFEuf/s5152/IMG_1474.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="451" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6fMHwloTYP-4Bh-gXZ8AdFMVXqt2oDqFC36iOQN1aAuZnDre4TOnm_oDyw0SCKKUHT1Pw18o5hw95RFrs0JlfZcbC8rBELzAZ9RqBc0zE0tFIubfJ0KWH4-fgOoM4JMIm3u1n5i6c6YBCk73dYrbe5lXg84_GhLYN-iiPDrjRY-ysN7ddqTiFEuf/w602-h451/IMG_1474.JPG" width="602" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">And we no longer have the 90 degree sunny and hot days. Weather is cool around here. Especially in the mornings. I guess it really is fall.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm going to end for now and get something to eat. I can't wait until tomorrow when I can start eating solid foods again. But for tonight it's mashed potatoes and ice cream.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Have a good night everyone and I will talk to you soon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Kathy</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhA5dJtXDVl8t5OYiECZhZbfpJoQ_IJdXYWDLsOskzJ85hyphenhyphen-5YrYc7isc0zi9adM4tiYVzB_tA8zbML0_zRfih8Ocy36J1OT5Pz8z4iMJgFob3jsc3zE-sNNMI5n9k4qZs3HITDZtj-lABMPHKbG9VSYme9Zp-4gj_zuJdAJQeg5FGmt655MQHAsVX/s5152/IMG_1488.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhA5dJtXDVl8t5OYiECZhZbfpJoQ_IJdXYWDLsOskzJ85hyphenhyphen-5YrYc7isc0zi9adM4tiYVzB_tA8zbML0_zRfih8Ocy36J1OT5Pz8z4iMJgFob3jsc3zE-sNNMI5n9k4qZs3HITDZtj-lABMPHKbG9VSYme9Zp-4gj_zuJdAJQeg5FGmt655MQHAsVX/w400-h300/IMG_1488.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673288414533354350noreply@blogger.com6