Ada Came

Ada came yesterday.  Her robe fit perfectly and she liked her little gift. She named her new pet whiskers.  

I have made a couple of this old style hat this week.  Siggie is giving the above to Marvin. She may fib and say she created it.  I’m all in with whatever Sig does!

New year is on the way. Fleta goes to bone Dr. today. I hope her report is all good.  This will be my 75 Christmas. Seems heavy in my head.

 

Christmas Stockings

Astrid had her Mom create a stocking for each of her pets. This was a piece of an old quilt Larry bought once at a sale.  Something was wrapped in it. I wonder what Corgis want in their stocking-maybe a bone!

Laura made these little stockings and mittens to gift. They’re tree ornaments and will have a few bills tucked inside.

Astrid’s tree reminds me of an old fashioned one.  I don’t have a tree this year.
 

Shoes for Amy

I made Librarian Amy some house shoes.  👠 I think they were a little big, but maybe if she washes and dries them they’ll fit better.

 

Company

Sister Helen’s here!  I had to fix lunch—cornbread and soup!  I’m simple. I may chain her up here and keep her!

My friend Kay and I went to support the Golden Suns.  They lost but it was a good game to watch.  Atkins, AR’s Cunningham played a good game.  She’s only a freshman.

 

Tech Basketball

My friend who has bees in the Meadow brought me a quart of honey.  I’m not sure it’s from my hive but I’m pretending it is.

My friend Kay and I will go watch a Tech Basketball game tonight.  When we were in College Kay was a player on the team

Got another half inch of rain.  The Lake couldn’t really tell.  

Took my new blood pressure med for two days.  It’s lowered my numbers.  My leg is better but about 6 inches of huge hard clumps remain.  I’m trying to move and take the aspirin as prescribed.  Blood is seeping from the vein. Hopefully it will finally clear.  
 

Christmas is Coming

At Laura’s school, they each put an ornament on their tree. Then one by one (I guess they draw for order) each person can pick one.  Laura made an outline do our state with a star where their school is.  It turned out nicely.

Librarian Amy sent me a few pears last week. I think children don’t really like them, but I do.  I put them in a dark place to ripen.  Today, I had forgotten them and had a sweet surprise in my cabinet. I’ll have one each day for 4 days. A pear a day will make you say— thanks, Amy.

Sigrid is crocheting.  She bought a sweater at Goodwill and removed part.  Now she’s crocheting an edge.  I am happy she is learning this skill.

 

New Apron

Laura’s library friend stitched her a new apron.  Now she’s ready to make a mess.
 

New Lid

Yesterday was wet but warm!  Astrid and Logan worked in the rain and got the tin on the stable roof! I was afraid for Logan because the dampness made the tin slippery.  The tractor came to good use!  

Going to the Dr. today, I still have knots of blood clots in my leg!  

 

Rain

 

Good day yesterday.  Rain gauge measured ONE inch of rain.  Found a quarter when I walked.  Walking pays 🚶‍♀️

Wiley Coyote

Santa baby, just slip doggie treats under the tree for me
Been an awful good girl
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Astrid’s girl Wiley is a rescue.  She was mistreated but now lives the good life!
 

Making Merry

Laura and Amy made merry in the library yesterday creating gifts for school friends.  They made tortilla warmers, bowl microwave covers, and pot holders. 

Cattle are Lowing

The animals resting in the Meadow made we think of the sweet song—Away in the Manger.  The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes, But little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes. 

So what is lowing? Is it the same as mooing.  I think it’s a low mournful sound cows make.  The sound woke Jesus but he didn’t cry. Guess He knew that cows don’t have upper front teeth, so they can’t bite you. At best they can only nibble a bit at us.  They grind their food with back teeth. I grew up around cows.  The lowing sound is peaceful.

 

Oh, Christmas Tree

Top tree is Astrid’s and below is Laura’s. Ingrid painted one too, but I haven’t seen it.

Laura, Ingrid and Astrid plus friends created Christmas trees.  Laura gifted hers to her school Pal, Amy. 💚

 

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday, Ingrid.  Don’t let that bow on her head fool you. She’s not a bow head; she’s a brain. 

 

Sick

 I saw this bowl being used to hold sewing stuff.   Don’t think that was its purpose originally.

I have phlebitis tin a vein in my thigh. I wore knee brace to exercise class and caused it. I hope it gets better on its own.  It’s a surface vein. I have not felt good at all.  Movement is good so I’ll do my normal stuff today.

Tree lit

Siggie got their tree up.  Eric would not let her put up til Thanksgiving had passed.

Ada got a nightgown covered with Rudolph!

 

A Talk with Bill

Laura and I went last night and listened to Bill talk about his new book.  He said always remember that humans are not the cartoon cutouts we see on the screen. They are real. Don’t lose hope. Without hope we have nothing.  He said to always forgive.  Don’t be afraid to befriend those who don’t hold the beliefs that you do.  Come together.  He said Israel was in that land 100s of years before there was a Muslin religion.  He said killing people will not solve any problem.  He spoke an hour in his muted voice.  It was so interesting.

Well, Well

Sigrid shared this with me!  One of my little blankets is being used!  The little beanie is almost too small! This sure warmed my heart🤍💙🤍

Bob, a FB friend, said to put Vaseline on my feeder pole and the squirrels would slide down when they try to climb it. He may be laughing but I took him at his word and smeared two jars of Vaseline on my bird feeder pole. 

My walk delivered a great reward yesterday. Laura mailed my lunch— taco salad was hanging on my mailbox! 

 

Motives

 Have you ever had someone befriend with an ulterior motive.  I had a friend all through elementary school, but when we went to Jr. High she took up with a faster crowd.  That group's main goal was to meet up with boys.  One day she buddied up to me again.  I was so happy.  She came to stay the night with me.  Wouldn't you know the real lure to me was the boy that lived down the road.  We walked there and she met up with him.  We were not friends again! I finally learned a lesson I thought. 

But I am still vulnerable. Back in the summer the squirrels pretended to be my friends. They did not bother the bird seed.  There was plenty to eat on the oaks and maples and other vegetation.  I enjoyed watching them scurrying around. I was just money in the bank for winter. My grandson Justin put up a little chair for them on the oak tree.  Bam, one day the squirrels  turned on me.  The stuff dangling from my feeder pole did not keep the devils away. If they fell, it was try, try again. When I went out to shoo them away, they climbed and big oak and sat and laughed at me.

Well, the trap is set and one has moved to the oak covered graveyard 3 miles away over Galla Lake.