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  Noreen 3:42 pm on September 19, 2026 Permalink  

  Alert, Alert! 

  Alert, alert!  The MacIntosh apples have hit our grocery store.

  My refrigerator crisper is now holding 21 lbs. of the rubies.  McIntosh are one of the earliest apples and they don’t stay in the store for very long as they have a short season.

  My favorite carry-out, Wan, double bagged the 7lb. bags that the apples were loose in.  He knows me well as I am sure he could envision me getting them onto the house slowly, ready for some run-aways.

  It was time for a pail of vanilla ice cream to find its way into our freezer.  For me, naked ice cream can fill the bill for my 8oz bowl.  Dennis prefers a 12oz bowl with his choice of three different toppings of Butterscotch, Carmel, or Chocolate.

  It was also my weekly fruit shopping.  Pears, grapes and peaches and now . . . my apples.  I had heard that avocados were $.68 each at Hyee-Vee.  I was pleased to buy 5 for $4.00.  The closest Dennis came to eating a grape is when one broke off the vine and he stopped it rolling with the toe of his slipper.  For sure, I could see him popping it into his mouth.  Nope, he bent down, wiped it on his shirt and handed it to me.  What a fellow.

  There was a one-time special of raw, deveined shrimp.  I think the frozen bag will mete out two or three meals for us.  All that is needed is to thaw some out, peel them and give them a toss in the fry pan with some butter.  A nice change of pace. 

  Grocery shopping is my retail extravaganza.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:33 pm on September 18, 2026 Permalink  

  Rain 

  We have been getting some much needed rain coming slow and steady.

  I have been in an investigated search today.  The Bernina chair that the Fairfax team found for me to use in the bedroom porch needed . . . something.  The tilt of the seat has always been slated too far down.  I contacted Gemini asking if the hydraulic cylinder needed placing as the middle lever controlling that didn’t work. 

  The response was great.  Only the height of the chair is controlled by the cylinder.  The huge knob under the seat may need to be loosened by turning in counter-clockwise.  Out to the garage for our huge blue vinyl-handled plumber’s plier.  I tipped the chair and only gave a half turn at a time.  Hmm.

  After sitting in this chair for quite some time, did I feel the urge to address the problem.  It’s kind of like looking at something in your home for a long time, but not seeing it.

  What did then ensue was going into the studio to inspect the Bernina cherry red chair that I bought at the time I purchased my sewing machine.  It indeed needs a new cylinder as there is no adjust for height.  While I had it tipped over, I measured the length of the cylinder.  5.5 showing, so I’d guess the six inch is what I will order as the 6″ referenced weight of max 400 lbs. and that is what the hair was referenced at. 

  It keeps me on my toes . . . our little house does.

  I am waiting in my bedroom porch for our tree man to come and collect his fee for the last job he did.  One large tree on the acre, one large tree here on our home lot, plus a maple shrub growing into wires.  A black walnut branch also needed to be removed.  So it is on the home front.

  With that I will take my leave.

   
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  Noreen 2:19 pm on September 17, 2026 Permalink  

  A Day 

  A Day for not much local effort.  I agreed to visit a friend that is down on her luck.  A relationship of ten years has come to an end with lots of pieces to be picked up.

  I cannot do much but commiserate.  It makes me very thankful that my mindset has not ever been that low.

  I stopped at Denise’s Casey’s store.  She is now the manager of one of the three Casey’s we have.  She wasn’t sure if she wanted the position.  I encouraged her due to the fact that being the manager might be a better position than having a manager that treats those under them badly.

  Dennis now has fifteen options in each their own container for what he wants to put in his Bernina breakfast bag.  I bought them, I got them in the house and the packaging for the freezer was his duty.

  The rodeo of squirrels is amazing.  It may be a sign of the winter to come as they are stashing from morning to night.

  The young kids on motorized scooters have more speed going past our home than some four-wheeled vehicles.  They seem to have no fear.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 1:51 pm on September 16, 2026 Permalink  

  The Finger 

  Today my itchy bitchy finger itches like crazy from the bee bite.  Keeping from itching is hard to do.

  I decided to put my garden gloves on and stay busy on this nice day.  Our tree man has done a great job on the huge projects.  Underneath the huge Oak and Maple trees right off of the patio porch is something else and very annoying to the eye . . . mine in particular.  Small twigs and whiley pieces of bark needed to be tended to.  My 6″ plastic rake was just the ticket to rake a nice sized pile with a whole bunch of spent acorns the squirrels had enjoyed.  I had picked up some nice acorns with the stems still attached to the top, less the actual acorn.  I have a project in mind for the studio.  Having what I needed,  the acorns burned well right along with some pine cones.

  The area is black dirt so we got a nice fire going without fear of any harm.  The breeze had been from the southeast and it twirled to every direction but when the fire got going.  I did add larger in length branches to the burning ring for another burn after they have totally dried.

  I did succeed in wearing myself out.  I use both hands to get the raking done while hooking my cane in the right hand pocket to drag it along.  It works so well as a third appendage when needed.

  Dennis was doing well keeping up with the sit-down walker that has great brakes for him when turning around to sit. 

  If the temps continue being mild, we have a few other spots to tidy up.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:15 pm on September 15, 2026 Permalink  

  The Excruciating Pain 

  I cannot believe that my finger is in so much pain and still be attached to my body.

  I was out in the yard picking up small branches ahead of Tom who was mowing the acre.  I felt a sharp pain and I flicked my hand and then I noticed this huge bumblebee attached to the knuckle of my finger and it did not leave.  I took my other hand and swatted it off.  I went into the patio porch to remove a little glob that remained on the index finger of my left hand.  I was very careful to pull it straight up away from the knuckle.  The finger turned a bright red immediately and swelled.

  The throbbing that has ensued out-throbbed numerous surgical areas I have had to recover from.  I went to Gemini for the best solution.  I have none of the serious side-effects that might have been or could have been.  This is the very first time a bumblebee has gotten me.  Wasps once in awhile.  Neither one, looking forward to again. 

  The welcomed cool air may stay with us for a few days telling us September is half over, short by one day.

  I had erroneously bought the wrong yellow apples the other day.  Lemonades are hard and in no way taste like lemonade and also not as juicy as the Golden Delicious.  Too cheap to throw them out and today was the day to have one.  There is no apple on this earth that can taste bad when eaten with peanut butter.  It is a good thing I only bought three.  Soon the McIntosh apples will be in the grocery store.  They are my favorite and I plan on having room in the crispers of the refrigerator to snag them by the 5lb. bags.   

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 1:57 pm on September 14, 2026 Permalink  

  Rain 

  And the rains came for the whole day.  So welcomed and much needed as a soaker it was.  Our front yard immediately took on a wonderful hue of green.

  I can share that our oven meal of last night was wonderful.  The pork loin was seasoned with teriyaki.  The sweet sauerkraut with caraway seeds married great with the teriyaki.  Who would have thought.

  Now that I am in the 4,800 something of posts to this dribble, I tire not of it.  I think of it as a re-cap of singular days.  Forgetting what the day has held is not in my wheel-house.  Each day may very well hold a memory that will stay with me for as long as I can remember.  Each day can never be replicated . . . no do overs.

  It may very well be that the events in a single day holds enough content to be a short story all on its own.

  I remember sitting at a dinner table with Megan and Nicholas decades ago.  Something had crossed my mind that brought to the fore-front a recalled memory.  I was about to speak to it when there had been a comment that there was always another story coming. 

  Yes . . . we should all be so fortunate to have stories in our lives to recall and keep alive.

  Remembering times in my life still allows me to be very present every single day making room for more stories.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 3:01 pm on September 13, 2026 Permalink  

  Visitor 

  Today we had a visitor from Mora.  Dennis’ niece Jean had come to town for her class reunion.  She made a good weekend out of it by stopping in at as many family members as she could squeeze in.

  I know we had a bit of rain, but not enough to keep the cement wet past ten.  The yards are showing. it.

  Late yesterday a trip to the grocery store was needed.  Dennis positioned himself in the handicap parking stall on the corner of the store.  It allowed him to see everyone coming and going.  Milk with the longest sell by date I could find was one item on my list.  I was in need of fruit.  Sure enough when I followed the carry-out fellow Dennis was visiting with his niece’s son John.  John’s mother has the Curry Comb here in town.  My fruit consisted of red grapes, black grapes, six avocados, three pears, three peaches and three apples.  Bummer. I was visiting while shopping and I got the wrong apples.  The three I bought were bright yellow just like the Golden Delicious I like, but were labeled Lemonade.  The Lemonades are as hard as rocks and I don’t think they taste at all like lemonade.  Those three apples will be peeled and dice before I eat them.  The Golden, I can eat from the first bite to the last without a problem.  So be it.

  This afternoon I fixed an oven dish.  The 1.25 lb. pork loin seasoned in sealed tubes were on special.  Out came the round blue speckled roaster.  I cut the pork loin in round medallions and placed them in the roaster.  On top went a can of sweet sauerkraut to cover all the medallions.  We like the sweet sauerkraut with caraway seeds.   350 degrees for an hour and half should do it.  It’s the time of year to bring back oven meals. 

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 1:22 pm on September 12, 2026 Permalink  

  A Saturday 

  I am usually not a person to be on the telephone a lot.  It’s rare when my phone rings.

  I have a friend that is quite vulnerable, making her a bit needy.  When she calls, I know it will be lengthy until she has talked herself into being in a better place.  How could I not be on the other end when she calls.  This morning was no exception.  Hopefully, it being Saturday, family activities will envelope her.

  Calvin called this afternoon.  It is unusual for him to need a phone conversation.  He had had company this last week, in the middle of the week.  Son Eric visits every weekend with his dad.  This time Eric had someone with him.  Calvin did not recognize the individual until he heard his voice.  It was the youngest son, Jason.  The over the road trucker.  Calvin had not seen Jason since sometime before Calvin’s wife and Jason’s mother had passes away in Iowa.  It had been years.  I had a hard time believing even a trucker could not find time for a family visit, especially a father.  That speaks to the amount Eric has been doing for Calvin complete with re-locating him from Iowa to Cloquet, Minnesota.  Interesting.   

  I had barely hung up and Aunt Janet called from Brownton.  It’s always enjoyable hearing the latest through the eyes and mind of a 93 year young still living in her own home.  All is well with her.  Janet has a niece that grocery shops for her and one that puts the groceries away for Janet as well.  Today, she had baked a cake from a mix that was strawberry flavor.  Quite the surprise when she ran across it in the cupboard.  She said, come to think on it, it now made sense that she had used a can of strawberry flavored frosting last week when she had baked a yellow cake mix. 

  Janet and I visit every several weeks.  Perhaps no news other than hearing the other’s voice to affirm . . . all is still going good.

  All is going well with us as well.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 1:55 pm on September 11, 2026 Permalink  

  One and Only 

  Only on our one and only Stauffer Avenue area can you find one for the books.  Eleventh St. is very difficult to back out on from our drive as traffic is crazy wild after being at a four-way stop only one block to the west. We usually drive down Stauffer Avenue and circle around the block, being then able to see what is coming and going.

  Today on an errand trip to Lewis Drug, on the back side of Stauffer, Second Ave. S., was an old sedan that wasn’t able to run any longer as there were no tires on it.  What there was, was a small window air conditioner propped into the driver’s side window with an electrical cord running from the air conditioner to the garage.  The back seat area was crammed will pillows.  Now that was one for the books, even for the Stauffer Avenue area.

  What I like about Lewis Drug is that a text is sent when the prescription has been filled along with the amount due.  The littlest things can make or break the day.

  A commercial that blew me away was the latest and greatest in beverages.  “Wa-Wa.”  I shouldn’t be surprised anymore, but I remain so.

  The strong wind from the south is blowing dust swirls down the streets.  Hang on to your hats and bloomers!

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥

   
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  Noreen 2:12 pm on September 10, 2026 Permalink  

  Call-Backs 

  I don’t wear my cell phone around my neck.  Soooo, I missed a call from our local VA.  I called the specific 888 number to try and resolve what that phone call was all about.  There are at least 8 different prompts for different areas of care.  When I finally, after being on hold for 20 minutes, got the a recorded message to leave the phone number and they would call back in the rotation that the calls were placed.  

  I left our number with the info they would need, aka: name and birth date.  If no one could answer please leave an indication to the nature of the call.

  Time will tell.  Being on hold and being bounced from one hold to another just kills me.

  That is the rant of the day.  Dennis has an operational phone and uses it as a g.. damn paper weight.   It really pisses me off. 

  So other than that, it’s a nice day.  I whacked four different volunteer trees right next to the east side of the house, followed by a spritz of vegetation killer right on and in the exposed stem.  Time will tell.

  With that I will take my leave.  ♥