Monday, March 30, 2026

Jour ordinaire

 

Home small, crammed, familiar. Familiar is a comfort.

     Automaton. Cast out that line and reel it back, same events as yesterday. Business calls.  Dog walk, happily greet neighbors and gossip about Islamic corp Maria’s house—remain a bnb or harbor immigrant relatives?  K says noisy so far eg slamming doors circa midnight.  Hard arthritis pain all joints, trying out S’s large heating pad. A’s OK today, no med pros coming in til tomorrow then doubles every day plus S and Fu. 
Cas

Sunday, March 29, 2026

The boys (& girls) are back in town

 

Spring???  afternoon in the park

   The cold hasn’t kept them indoors. And it is cold despite what the temperature says or the sunshine hints; it’s that chill wind again

Saturday, March 28, 2026

It’s late, I'm reaching

 


Good dogs, Cyrus and Timmy, 12-22– 2005

      That many years ago!  Gone but not forgotten. 
And that’s it for todsy

Friday, March 27, 2026

Spring wonders


Yesterday’s surprise.  Looks like two dogs out there. 
Another one of nature’s natural surprising sculptures on the last of the snow.
    Red had two nice walks today and I didn’t take him on either one. J Took him out this afternoon, and this morning G and L walked him a good long way while I worked on A’s personal grooming prior to doc visit. Good outings for us all. Bright sunlight tho cold winds. Napping also feels good to us all after ChicFilet redux, yum. No cooking tonight. Red, especially enjoyed rip-and-shredding the pup cup after licking out all the whipped cream.  You know I call him Mr. Ripanshredder

    Sis D had another ablation today and is recovering well, she says 

  I will facilitate PSC meeting tonight o Orage, psychological  essay 8, Are we awake?



Thursday, March 26, 2026

Looks like I missed again

 

Portland in town

     Gray day. Red and I took a short walk up the hill. We approached, nervously I admit, then passed 5-6 overly happy—high?—probably homeless people, male and females, 20s-30s,  at the corner, just as they left a bearded older looking compadre sitting on a carton playing flicking a lighter to a small piece of diamond shaped mesh. We all exchanged cordial greetings.

       A few feet around the corner a man in a black ski cap was folded on a single stoop step, bare forearm and spread open tanne hand holding/protecting all his worldly possessions, a blue and black backpack. Sleeping hard in an apparently habitual  posture and place at 2:30 pm in a usually frigid city.  Of course I felt pity. As I walked past him, I had the urge to dig out a dollar, no, make it a fiver, and slip it under his open hand, or,  safer? , his backpack.  But no.  Might not be safe for me on my wobbly pins with little leashed Red to encounter God knows what. And a beautiful well dressed young woman passed us just at that moment with a small hello to let us know she was there, as we were unaware of her before. So Red and I walked on, wondering at the variety of folk on God’s planet. 

     

Tuesday, March 24, 2026

Never know

Snow bunnies today
Never know what you will see on a walk.
And it’s amazing what effects weather can create.

OK by Red
Snow balls or snow sculptures might be a better denomination, but I like bunnies best; maybe because they are so white, small, and multitudinous.



Monday, March 23, 2026

Tilt

 

How the day feels

 Kundabuffer, perceive everything upside down, or perhaps lopsided. That’s how today felt, so cold and busy, tiny pelty snow sized like sand grains. All day. So many petty tasks and contacts exhaust me. Like being hit by the tiny snow. But what else, what really better?  It’s purposeful, like when I’ve transformed myself into a housekeeper for Eric’s sake, without his asking, of course. Mostly I have a gap, of missing people I love.  The harder I feel I work for them, the more I push them away rather than relax into love of them. Upside down! Is there something I need to learn?


Sunday, March 22, 2026

Another Snow Day

 

Not pretty, just en route as snowfall starts 

   I’m either tired or bored. Body feels too quiet alternating with arthritis aches. Red hasn’t eaten a day, won’t eat, and his tummy is rumbling, and he’s sleeping all day. No newspaper today: annoying.  We’ve had the tv on 5-6 hours, too long if entertaining ad maybe informative shows—Sedona ufos, Peter Doocey, basketball.  Need to read, don’t want to, though. Did take Red for a walk around the block just as the snow started, a bene for us both. I’m grateful I don’t need to go the hospital today. And the answer to boredom is, do something.

Saturday, March 21, 2026

Computer frustration

 

No you can’t

     Two hours repeating the process, after a week waiting for this ok and no time to try for another week So glad to see you so glad to see you always so glad to see you. Of course no human voice can to, just text conversation with someone who essentially repeated the online, ineffective instructions. Might be time to get A a new typewriter and dump his computer altogether. Old School. He said no.   

     I just lost my whole whinge that completed this post, damn it. Computer frustration again. 

      May as well skip the litany of complaints about losing passwords and inability to access Mac and Android mail functions due to Oldmfr’s inability that to keep up with tech so-called advances. 

     I feel like I have been rudely thrust into a world that is far too complicated.

     Good thing was, we called L this morning and also talked with M.  Felt normal.  That’s good. Must admit I’m still a bit hurt no sub phoned A  except C called yesterday to tell us about L’s fall. I did enjoy our text threads though. So never hold a grudge is the axiom du jour. 

Thursday, March 19, 2026

What to say

 

Y and daughters sent flowers too

      So much happening every day. Forgetting to blog or work. More later.  
         Well, more certainly turned 
     As I walked Red on Harsbrg., with neighbor G, he playing with a leashed dog in its front yard, I got a cel call from sis C. Sis L fell in parking lot AGAIN and niece M took her to hospital or er, probable broken or dislocated shoulder. 
  
Text thread:


Sis LD:  Man it’s been a bad 2 weeks for us. Is Mercury in retrograde? 


ME:  It has been and it’s settled today ready to turn back tomorrow. Today is spring equinox I heard.  The mercury effects still last about two more weeks.


niece M: Love that for us

So L is waiting for a head CT and care plan for her dislocated shoulder. Also her BP is abnormally high which is expected with pain but the new heart arrhythmia she is exhibiting is worrisome. They are doing a cardiac work up. I'll update y'all as we go. 


BRO:  Well, let us know if they find anything.


Niece M:  Will do


BRO:  no I mean anything


Sis C:  I'm so thankful M is there


Niece M:  She says they won't find anything especially her heart hahaha 


BRO:  😊


Sis C;  Or brain


Niece M:  Ok now that's just mean she says she ain't no scarecrow lol


Sis C:  Sure she is more the tin man type


ME:  😀 glad her shoulder is not broken, but dislocated. May have been time to find all those other symptoms like the arrhythmia. those are easily treated generally.


Tell her to stay out of that damn parking lot😖


And thank you M for being there


Niece M:  Well we have no definitive answers at the moment but going with at the least dislocation BC her shoulder is so not where it should be 


Sis LD:  I hate parking lots myself.  They just teach up and trip you, (she broke her kneecap last month)


Niece M:  Waiting on labs and imaging results to start getting answers and a care plan 


ME:  You do have recent experience with that, D.  And yes, as I think of it. ALLAN’s accident was in a parking lot too just via a car.


Niece M:  Well all of you are grounded lol and no thanks needed. I'm glad I could get to her and be with her


ME:  Me too, M, and thanks again


Niece M:  Well that's 3 parking lots so we've had enough of that 


Sis LD: Yes, thanks Magen, 


Niece M:  😊


ME:  New family rule: all James stay out of parking lots


Niece M :  Agreed


Sis C 👍


BRO:  It’s it’s not the parking lot fault you have to pick your feet up not shuffle because that’s when you trip. Of course getting old doesn’t help.😏


ME:  oh, stop making sense 


Niece M: 😂


BRO :  All you old mfers 


Niece M: Well I think I have her talked into using the cooter scooter for the foreseeable future 😉


ME:  shall I take that as my new middle name?Oldmfer?  Kind of exclusive I’d say.


BRO:  yep.  Mine too


     The text Exchanges continue with discussion of walking devices, walking Tilly, and treatment plans including the new cardio concern But I’ll stop here.  It’s a good sample of how the Sibs communicate and express caring for each other, niece M. Included in locus Sis L.