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  • Noreen 4:49 pm on December 27, 2017 Permalink  

    Today we had errands to run. Dennis was my driver and he did a great job. As cold as it was, it felt good to get into a warm car after each of our stops. One of the stops was at the Shopko pharmacy for Dennis’ meds. They weren’t that busy so I took a bit of the gal’s time and asked some question in regard to prescriptions. One of my questions was in regard to one of my grand puppies. It is quite usual for there to exist canine seizures which Sophie does suffer from. It seemed exorbitantly expensive when Kersten and Kevin told me about the price of the prescription. It made me curious if canine phenobarbital was more expensive that people phenobarbital. I took some time to search the web. At this point I do not know if people versus dog prices come into play. The pharmacy gal did also tell me that with health care issues, there is no longer a benefit for purchasing prescriptions for pets whether the family has health coverage or not. That is too bad, as we had had that benefit in times past when one of Dennis’ cats needed a prescription of antibiotics. I think I will blame Obama for that . . . why not.

    I did find out that canine seizures are not helped with dog foods that are high in carbohydrates. They do better with a fattier diet and with a diet that has Omega 3 in quite good amounts. Who is going to feed a dog smoked salmon! Then I realized that our fish oil pills that we take are taken for the Omega 3 benefit. But . . . Omega 3 pills are the ones that you don’t want to step on if they drop on the floor. They have oily, messy innards.

    My oh my. I read a lot. Didn’t find anything concrete out, but it did take a bite out of my curiosity and I was content working on some fuzz and thread this afternoon.

     
  • Noreen 6:04 pm on December 25, 2017 Permalink  

    What a Great Christmas 

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    These two people had a great Merry Christmas and are looking forward to a good New Year.

     
  • Noreen 4:33 pm on December 24, 2017 Permalink  

    It’s Christmas Eve. A magical night when many parents are working their hardest to complete all the plans that they have put upon themselves to . . . be ready for what they hope will be memorable for their children in the morning. Memories don’t need to have huge price tags on them. Often times they are the most innocent of words and extra long hugs that radiate love. At the age of 73 I am just as excited for my children as when I was in my thirties and forties. Being a Mom never changes, it knows no age, it does mean boundaries. Just a step or two back . . . not too far . . . to let them be the adults that you take such pride in.

    Being a “mom” has always been the greatest and most gratifying reason for being in my life. That’s not to say I have not stumbled a time or two and disappointed them. Each of us has an innate spirit within us to survive what comes to us and at us each day. Was it the best I could do at the time . . . I don’t have an answer to that as I cannot be objective. I do know that after the calendar pages have been flipped, the calendars have been replaced with current ones, I still am a mom to two amazing kids. Yes, they will always be my babies.

    The baby born in the stable, the Christ Child, born just about this time, was born to save the world from all those like me who have a hard time being objective about ourselves. My babies were born to me as the greatest gift that God could present to me. They are my pride and joy. In their lives they may also need to fight with objectivity at times. I will always be their mom and they will always be my babies. How can Christmas come and moms not know why we rejoice in anticipation of being a family at Christmas time.

     
  • Noreen 4:37 pm on December 21, 2017 Permalink  

    Today was my first day of driving with blowing snow for the season. When Aunt Lorraine was here in June, she and I cut scrappy quilt blocks to no end. One of the quilts from those scraps I quilted and sent to Orlin’s niece Evy who is raising her three grandchildren. Sometime I will seek a bit more information as to how that transpired. I received a wonderful thank you email and she did post a photo on Facebook of the three little ones under the quilt. Sweet.

    The second quilt that came about from those scrappy blocks turned out to be a king sized quilt top. I knew I had a free quilting job coming from Old Alley Quilt Shop on Sharon’s long arm quilter that I could use on that quilt top. King size is a lot for me to wrangle around even with a great sewing machine and a good setup around the sewing machine. I had taken it to Sherburn the Saturday after Thanksgiving. Sharon called from Old Alley yesterday at closing time to let me know the quilt was done and they were closing today at noon for a long Christmas break. The snow was setting in when I got up this morning and I knew there was more coming and then frigid temps for the time after Christmas. I was home by eleven this forenoon and knew there were no more items to take care of out of our home for Christmas Ho-Ho-Hos.

    Dennis and I have just come in from clearing the driveway. Most likely about three inches of white fluffy snow has arrived. With the two of us and our plastic snow pushers it didn’t take that long. Now for some planning for supper and we can call it a very fine day indeed.

     
  • Noreen 6:14 pm on December 19, 2017 Permalink  

    Dennis has been helping out this week with some kitchen duties. This evening we went to Jake’s Pizza for supper. That was quite a change of pace for us. The ole cowboy is doing this week up in great stead. As we sat in Jake’s we realized that it had been a long time that we went out and enjoyed pizza in a restaurant. A nice change from take out. The week is slipping by and God willing the weather man will continue the updates of snow and the chance of slipping and falling will be slim to none.

     
  • Noreen 4:37 pm on December 18, 2017 Permalink  

    It may be gray out and there may be no snow, but by all accounts our home is cherry, bright and with good tidings of joy. It’s all about the attitude that we fly at and not the altitude. Dennis and I have a great attitude and as we do some elfing before Christmas, all is well and may it also be with you.

     
  • Noreen 5:05 pm on December 17, 2017 Permalink  

    This afternoon we were invited to one of Dennis’ trade show buddy’s man cave. Doug farms south of Madelia and has converted the old dairy barn into his workshop and man cave. As Dennis had shared with Doug that his Heston belt buckle collection has outgrown the case we had found for them, Doug had offered to make a second case using Dennis’ previous one as a pattern.  Today was the day we went to pick up the belt buckle cases.

    Cabela’s Sport stores advertise the huge amount of mounted wild animal trophies to enjoy. Half of Doug’s man cave could give Cabela’s a run for their money. Doug and his wife have made several Africa hunting trips and the trophies are fantastic, huge and . . . many. There will be some remodeling going on as a wall of the workshop will need to be blown out to make room for the six additional mounts that are currently at the taxidermy shop.

    We had just the nicest visit with two wonderful people. Doug needs to make plans for his new mounts and Dennis needs to arrange his wall space for the additional belt buckle case. Either situation . . . it’s all relative.

     
  • Noreen 5:34 pm on December 16, 2017 Permalink  

    I have had a great day. Dennis is fixing eggs and sausages for supper. Sweet.

     
  • Noreen 7:17 pm on December 14, 2017 Permalink  

    I remember years ago when the news and latest would come out, my thought was, yup, more to go wrong. We will be making a trip to Bird Island tomorrow morning. This time the sewing machine is going to have a sleep over in Bird Island until every nook and screw has been gone over. Surprisingly, neither Dennis nor I am upset about it. We bought the machine to use and let me tell you it does get a work out. Since Thanksgiving it has put on approximately 800,000 stitches. Is it worth a road trip . . . absolutely. Who else could have more fun in retirement than having a reason to get up in the morning and at the end of the day, having had good clean fun with something tangible to show for it. It beats sitting up at happy hour with a small laundry basket in front of you for all the scratch offs that won nothing. Dennis and I are looking forward to the day as you know dog gone well, Athman’s Restaurant will get a visit from us.

     
  • Noreen 6:52 pm on December 13, 2017 Permalink  

    When you think the wind has no more gusto, be prepared. I will take the wind and a few sprinkles any day over snow. Dennis has been manning the main floor of our home today. It seems like it was meant to be a stitching type of day. As I loaded an embroidery design into the sewing machine, I did wince a bit when the stitch count came up 29,614. There is no better reward of time and talents well spent. I wandered back and forth from the ironing board to the Sears machine.

    Mom loved her thread and fuzz. Rain or shine, snow or ice the barn chores always came first. From there she made sure the hen house was well tended for those precious cackleberrys. The last chore before Mom and Dad had breakfast was to wash the milk machine milkers. It was a job that had to be done right after the milking morning and night to make sure all was clean and ready for the next round.

    I can about bet that the last of the rinse drops were hitting the milk room floor from the wash job and Mom had eggs and toast going for her and Dad. To get back to Mom’s fuzz and thread . . . it was her passion and she made no excuses for spending as much time at her sewing and quilting as she could squeeze in. She could have something going in the oven or on a cookie sheet and still get a stitch or two in between time.

    Perhaps My love of fuzz and thread is in my genes or . . . I glean a lot of satisfaction from trying new things and creating something that perhaps no one thought to try. While the wind is howling, I still keep an ear tuned in case Dennis needs something on the main floor. Without notice or fanfare he wanders down and uses the computer in the sewing studio for a card game or two. It doesn’t hurt that he may find a snack of peanuts while he is at it.

     
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