Sunday, December 31, 2023

Happy New Year!

Ending 2023 with snow on the ground. It snowed overnight. Not a lot but enough to cover the roads and yards. We learned about snow brushes today. Joe thought his glove was doing a respectable job when Megan introduced him to a snowbrush. We went into Buffalo this afternoon to Cub for a couple of groceries and stopped at Menards for a snowbrush. Seems there are a range of styles. We bought one with the capability to extend the handle and the brush head swivels. Oh, and the other end of the handle has an ice scraper. I was excited by this purchase!

Joe and I have no plans for New Years Eve. This is normal for us. We will be in bed and asleep by 9:00 pm. If I get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, I will remember to wish Joe a happy New Year. That is all I got.

In reading The Whole Body Reset, I am happy to discover that there is hope for me to get rid of some fat for good. I have tried everything over the years, and it always ends up as a yo-yo effect. As a result, I had sworn off anymore diet programs and have been focusing on making healthy choices more frequently than not. The premise behind this program is that it is protein timing along with fiber and exercise. SO instead of a shotgun approach, this change in my consumption will be timing. Twenty-five to thirty grams of protein for breakfast, lunch, and dinner with a morning snack of 10-15 grams of protein. This is not a keto diet. It is not fasting. My weight at the end of 2023 is the same as at the end of 2022 which means all my clothing still fits. Let us see what 2024 brings me.

The good news is that I was more physically active in 2023 than in 2022. I will continue to increase my activity in 2024. Baby steps! The Whole Body Reset focuses on resistance activities. Yoga, Armchair Yoga at first, here I come! I think adding that to my walking is entirely doable. Now it is not time that holds me back – it is lack of motivation. Yet, I know from experience that I am happier when I am moving my body.

Happy New Year!

 

Saturday, December 30, 2023

Happy Retirement Anniversary

Today marks the one-year anniversary of my retirement. I love retirement.

Joe and I spent the afternoon making Caribbean Vacation Chicken Soup from The Whole Body Reset book. We cut up loads of vegetables! We started at 1:30 and the soup was ready to eat at 4:30 pm. It is the first time we have used plantains in cooking. Doubling the recipe gives us six meals of one and one-half cups of soup each. It passed the taste test! Healthy and tasty meals are important to me.

Other than grocery shopping for the soup ingredients, I have spent the day reading the book mentioned above and finished a Kristan Higgins book Out of the Clear Blue Sky.

Megan and Jeremy are off visiting family today. They left the house around 8:00am and will be back later this evening.

As 2023 ends, I am recommitting myself to staying healthy in 2024 (and beyond) which explains why I have started reading The Whole Body Reset – it is recommended by AARP for people over fifty years old. I am NOT On a diet. Simply going to follow their guidelines for eating and exercise to see how that goes. I am starting immediately.

It is late in the day, but all the vegetable chopping wore me out, so I am off to take a nap.

Friday, December 29, 2023

Icy Morning and Identifying a Big Change for Me Post-Retirement

 Joe and I started our day with breakfast at Brother’s Eatery in Rockford. It took a bit of work to remove the ice off our car’s windshield. The temperature was 28 degrees and ice covered the lawns, streets, trees, and shrubs. It was still dark at 7:00am so the streetlights made the ice glisten. Very pretty outside. I took a photo in town after breakfast to share with you. It is across the street from the restaurant which is on a side street (Bridge Street – Guess what? It has a bridge on the street.) of the downtown area of Rockford.


After we got back home, Charlotte and Caleb came down to play hide-and-seek with Joe. Then they built a super long racetrack together. Charlotte and I then read part of What Would Darla Do, a book on the power of choosing what to do in different situations.

Joe took Caleb, Charlotte, and Pan out for a trail walk in the wooded area behind the house. They did not particularly enjoy the short walk, but the air was good for them. By the time they went for the walk around 1:00 pm it had warmed up to 40 degrees. Joe claimed it took longer to clean their boots than the walk itself.

Other than reading with Charlotte I have been reading and dozing off much of the day. What a luxury! I have not gotten used to how many naps I take now. Back in my workdays, I would just push myself through each day. I learned to ignore my body’s needs. In my pre-retirement years, I would even ignore my body’s need to use the bathroom so I could finish a conversation or a project.

Maybe that is one of the biggest changes for me this year – getting back in touch with my body’s needs. And once I recognize the need, I now give myself permission to fulfill the need whether it is a trip to the bathroom, a snack, a nap, or movement (walking, picking up stuff) without adhering to a job’s schedule.

Post-retirement is working out to be a healthier lifestyle for me. 

Thursday, December 28, 2023

Winter Chemistry

“Plants and animals don’t fight the winter; they don’t pretend it’s not happening and attempt to carry on living the same lives that they lived in the summer. They prepare. They adapt. They perform extraordinary acts of metamorphosis to get them through. Winter is a time of withdrawing from the world, maximising scant resources, carrying out acts of brutal efficiency and vanishing from sight; but that’s where the transformation occurs. Winter is not the death of the life cycle, but its crucible.”

by Katherine May - Wintering: The Power of Rest and Retreat in Difficult Times, 2020.
Art: Elaine Bayley - Welcome December, December's Song.
@elainebaileyillustrations #elainebayleyillustrations

Winter in Minnesota has been mild so far. At least ten California friends have expressed concern about how Joe and I are doing in the wintry weather. I know it can be a shock for people living in milder climates. Even a few of my new Minnesota friends have told me I will hate the winter by March.

We are prepared physically for the weather. I own a warm winter coat and have only worn it twice. Most times I prefer my lightweight jacket - it keeps me warm and is less cumbersome.

When we moved to Cairo in 2001, people warned us about the heat. We were fine. We did not keep ourselves locked away from the community with air conditioning running as some of the Americans we knew. Too much for us to see and do, to keep ourselves indoors.

Minnesota is the opposite. We do what needs to be done on wet and chilly days; otherwise, we see it as an opportunity to read, write, watch YouTube videos (for Joe), and rest. Truth be told, my body thinks it should be storing up more fat for the winter. Ha! Like I have not been battling the weight issue before...

We are adapting.

Today Charlotte, Joe, and I made glow-in the dark slime with her chemistry set. Joe was the supply gatherer. Charlotte, with just a little help from Joe, set up her chemistry lab bench. She used the box cover as her guide. Once everything was set up, Charlotte measured the water while Joe poured and then she stirred the special glow-in-the-dark slime powder into a tube.

Next step was to shake the tube for thirty seconds every few minutes until the material set-up. The instructions read 15-25 minutes. It was more like forty minutes. We lost Charlotte about thirty minutes into the waiting period. Have not seen her since.

One of the things about having the dining room set we purchased at the thrift store awhile back is the kids love to bring stuff down to play or draw. Pan, our grand puppy brings his toys down. I looked around today and realized that we have become a bit cluttered with stuff. We had the kids put some of their stuff away in their own space this morning to make way for them to work on a project requiring adult supervision. When they finished, they took everything upstairs.

Shortly after, Charlotte brought the chemistry lab down and set it up. I do not mind. Joe and I are happy the kids like hanging out with us and feel welcomed in the space.

Charlotte and her chemistry set:



Wednesday, December 27, 2023

Family Night Out - Scandinavian Fare

Today was our first formal "international dining night experience" as a family. Our Christmas gift to our grandkids is a monthly subscription program to Yum boxes. Each month Universal Yums sends a box with a variety of snacks and desserts from one region or country. The December box was Scandinavian. The second part of our gift is that each month we go out to a restaurant that serves food native to the area. We located a restaurant in St. Paul – The Finnish Bistro.

Inside the Yum box was a booklet that included a trivia game and a link to a playlist of Scandinavian music among other games and fun facts. Joe won the trivia game and got a sticker for his efforts. Megan then turned on the playlist and we rocked out!

Charlotte and Caleb in front of the Bistro (photo by Jeremy)


The Bistro is an order at the counter place. We got there about 5:30pm and the restaurant had plenty of seating. We all ordered what we most wanted to try and then shared. Caleb and Charlotte could choose anything from the kids or adult menu that is more conventional American fare with the understanding they will try a bite of everyone else’s order. They both tried everything!

Megan took photos of the food.

Stuffed Lefse with Braised Pork

Meat Pie Dinner (aka Lihapiirakka)

Oatmeal with Berries & Chips (Charlotte)

Hamburger and Chips (Caleb)

Finnish Meatballs (Made with ground hamburger and reindeer)

Gyro Chicken

Then we decided to order desserts. Alot of choices! I took the dessert photo:
Desserts: Top is a slice of Lemon Torte cake
Middle row is a Vanilla Sprinkles Donut, Peppermint Bark sitting atop a Triple Chocolate Cookie,
Front Row: Cheese Danish, Raspberry Lemon Bar and in front on right is a Finnish Prune

Charlotte ordered the donut. Jeremy took this photo as he was sitting across the table form her.
Megan took the photo below (she was sitting next to Megan).
Charlotte ate half of the donut and brought the other half home for later.


We somewhat shared the desserts. Except I don't think anyone got a bite of the donut or of Caleb's triple chocolate cookie.

The kids did not particularly care for the food; however, they could appreciate the experience of trying new foods and dessert was a hit!

In closing today's blog, I will share a photo Jeremy took as he was leaving the Bistro's restroom. The door has a mirror - yep that's Jeremy!







Monday, December 25, 2023

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

We enjoyed a day of rest and reflection. Joe watched YouTube videos on religion and then on machining (to my knowledge there are no machining/religion combined videos).

I am reading Stephen King's Fairy Tales. I also managed a short nap before dinner. We went leftovers from yesterday's dinner. Grilled ham and cheese on sourdough and a salad.

We exchanged texts with friends from around the country. One friend from California wrote that he is currently in Lisbon, Portugal. That means we were chatting with friends from around the world. I enjoyed seeing friends’ posts of their Christmas festivities on Facebook. 

Tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of the Weathered blog. My goal was to write daily for one year. I had a few days when I just checked in and noted there would not be a blog for the day. Still, there are 369 entries for the year when you count today. During our travels I did extra posts with photos. For now, I will continue to check in daily. I have come to think of the blog as a place for friends and family to check in when it is convenient for them. A kind of safe place. It may also be a sleep remedy. The only side-effects are yawns.

If you have any ideas, you would be interested in reading my opinion on - just drop me a text. 


Sunday, December 24, 2023

Christmas Eve 2023

Today was gift opening day here at the Cook-Formo home. Caleb and Charlotte were ecstatic with the gifts they received. It was decided they would open their gifts, all from family as Santa doesn’t come until later tonight or early in the morning, this morning so they would have the day to play with any toys they received.

I took photos and enjoyed listening to everyone open their gifts. Some of the highlights are included in the photos below:

Caleb unwrapping a LEGO gift. He loves building with Legos.

Charlotte's very first gift she opened It was a video - not sure if it was a game or movie.
I just know she absolutely loved it!

More gifts of the building kind! 

I do not know what they are thinking (Jeremy and Megan) giving this kid
a chemistry set. Yes, she asked for it! She loves science.  

Megan and Pan watching the kids unwrap presents. One of her gifts from Jeremy
was a smart watch. 
Jeremy received several t-shirts this year. This one was my favorite.
We all need this t-shirt.


Vikings jersey for Megan. She said there was a player named Cook who is playing for someone else now. She also got a Vikings hat but I did not get a photo.

The very best gifts are those our children make us! Charlotte made a Christmas ornament at school
for her dad.

Charlotte also gave her dad and Megan a Christmas card. It took me a minute to
figure out what it says: "Hi daddy- I love you so much. it is amazing to be a kid. I have lots of fun! Then she drew two different smiley faces. The animals drawing at the bottom are of a cat with an x (crossed out) as Jeremy does not like cats. Below is a picture of a dog with a check mark on it because Jeremy likes dogs. 

Megan's card from Charlotte reads: "Hi Megan - Merry Christmas! I love how you treat me graet. If you treat me bad I will get mad. Love Charlotte" Not sure of what the first animal is. The second is a raccoon. 
Megan posted this photo of Caleb, Pan, and Charlotte on Facebook last night. 
I have not seen the family photo yet.

Caleb and Charlotte gifted Joe a travel chess and checkerboard set. It is magnetized and can be rolled up and stored with game pieces intact. They gave me a 6-pack of gum (30 pieces per pack). 

We ate our holiday meal this evening. Joe and I baked cheesy scalloped potatoes, Jeremy prepared and baked a spiral cut ham with the bone-in and steamed broccoli. Add to that edamame, dinner rolls, and a green salad and we were all stuffed. We are taking a break and will have sugar cookies and baklava for dessert a bit later this evening.

Megan spent the day decorating cookies for us to eat today and also for the Cook-Formo family to take to another holiday celebration on December 30th.

We are blessed.

Merry Christmas!



Saturday, December 23, 2023

Eve of Christmas Eve

It is lovely to see the baked goods on Facebook. Pretty sugar cookies. Joe made Baklava today. Charlotte and Caleb helped Joe while Jeremy and I watched. Megan baked sugar cookies for a Formo family holiday celebration on December 30th out of town. 

Right now Megan and her family are setting up for their annual family photo in front of their tree. They have the same pajamas this year. Caleb has a new pair and Charlotte is wearing Caleb's 2022 pajamas. Pan and Rufio are included in the photo. The dogs get treats to help keep them motivated for photos. When our kids were growing up it was hard enough to get the kids to pose let alone adding dogs.

Which explains why Megan at age six is rolling her eyes in our last official family photo. It was the only photo where the other four of us looked good. 

Tomorrow night we will open gifts. Except the gifts that Santa brings. Santa gifts are opened when the kids come back from their mom's house later in the week. I am looking forward to watching the kids open their gits.

Here are Megan's photos from the past two years. I will post the 2023 photo after she has a chance to share it with her family and friends.

2022 Family Photo
(Front: Rufio, Caleb, Charlotte, Pan,
Back: Jeremy, Megan)

2021 Family Photo
(Front: Rufio, Charlotte, Caleb, Pan,
Back: Jeremy, Megan)

And, yes, the dogs are wearing matching pajamas. 



Friday, December 22, 2023

Grumpy Pants

The plant Joe works at is closed until January 2, 2024. He is very excited to have time off. Tomorrow we will make baklava with the grandkids. They will also be decorating sugar cookies with Megan.

Today was our shopping and errand day. Then I began working on a tax review for 2023 to verify if we need another estimated tax payment. We do not.

Still, I am a bit cranky as I have not had much down time today and it is so close to Christmas. Even though I have wrapped all the gifts we are giving, mailed out others, and I am officially done with anymore gift buying, I feel as if I am forgetting something. I created a list and checked it twice. I do not seem to be missing anything. Well, maybe a few brain cells.

All of this to say, I am cutting my writing short today and going to take time for a snack and to read a book.

Merry Christmas!

Thursday, December 21, 2023

There is no Money to Be Made Here

This.

Made me smile. And gives me permission to continue to write my daily blog with all the transparency I can without violating other people's trust.

I have no secrets of my own and sometimes I want to write about something weighing on my mind and heart and I find, what feels to me, a convoluted way to get my thoughts down without violating trust.

Ah. But this is not about trust today.

This is about singing off-key but still choosing to sing. Off-key or not, singing always makes me feel happy. Tonight, at dinner, Caleb announced he was practicing on homemade drums because he wants to start a band. I asked if he had drum lessons and he responded with a no and the explanation that he has started practicing. I love this. He wants to play drums, so he made homemade drums and is practicing.

I love that kind of thinking in people of all ages.

Over the past couple of weeks, Charlotte has invented a new game to play with me. She has gone from charades (without cards, she tells me) to acting out jobs that people perform. Tonight, I sat spellbound as she acted one character for ten minutes. She does not use her voice, so it is a form of mime. Tonight, the character was a Chef. I usually do not guess right away as most of her one-act plays begin with the character jumping out of bed and realizing they are late for work. So, they rush through eating and dressing. Today’s character put on glasses, so I guessed it was Grandpa Joe. Nope. Nine or so minutes later I had to admit I did not know and then she unveiled the chef answer. All of this to say Charlotte loves to move her body and, after a day at school, role playing gives her an opportunity to move around and act out any tension she harbors.

In my spare time I play at psychology. I recognize psychology is not an official ‘artistic’ field, though I think it is an art form. Just so you know I am aware I do the ‘psychology’ thing badly.

I am not monetizing my writing, my arm-chair psychology, or for that matter anything these days. I am enjoying not being a product.

Several people have asked me why I am not writing a book. This is as good a reason as any: I would rather live with the joy of writing and love the time spent creating this blog than to write for money.


 

Wednesday, December 20, 2023

Dealing with Regrets

I have been known to say that I have no regrets in my life. Not specific regrets anyway. Not the kind of regret where I made a choice that ended up as an unwise decision. Do I wish I had been more mindful at times? Sure. Other than that, there is nothing I wanted to go back in time and do over. In my mind, life is a journey. I learned something useful from every decision, good or bad. I just keep putting one foot in front of the other.

This does not mean I am perfect. Please. It means that I think dwelling and looking for regrets is counterproductive.

One thing about parenthood though is that none of us are perfect. Not too long-ago Megan shared an incident from her childhood that she interpreted to mean there was something wrong with her. I was befuddled at first, until I realized I never had a conversation with eight-year-old Megan about the situation. I just took what I thought was a positive action. During our recent conversation I felt regret that I had not been clearer at the time this was all happening. Regret because a simple explanation at the time would have helped her allay anxiety.

The other day I came across these words and they made me rethink the concept of regret.

The grace these Syanna Wand words hold, for the person we hurt and for ourselves, is powerful to me.

I plan to etch these words in my heart and find peace in knowing that I can learn to hold regret tenderly.

  


Tuesday, December 19, 2023

You Deserve ...

Which environments bring out the softness in you? I thought this was a good question to ponder. For me it leads to other questions.

Is it possible for a job to bring out the softness in me? My first instinct is to respond with “no!”

Maybe it is the definition of softness that is throwing me for a loop:

                      the quality of being sympatheticlenient, or compassionate.

                      "he recommended conciliation and softness towards national minorities."

"the softness of the words were not lost on him."

                                                                                            (from Oxford Dictionary: Definition 3)

My last job required, and perhaps the volunteer work I am currently doing, me to practice softness and yet it feels like I must practice softness to survive.

My marriage environment brings out the softness in me.

My grandchildren bring out the softness in me. More like silliness at times. Yet silliness is a form of softness for them. Laughter has always allowed room for me to be softer.

My friendships encourage the softness in me.

I think for other people their relationship with their church brings out their softness.

I suspect that each of us finds the environment that brings out our softness, though I have known people where the concept of softness does not exist. They cannot, under any circumstances, find a way to open their minds and hearts to the idea of compassion for others.

Over the years, other people have taught me how to have a mind open enough to have sympathy and compassion for people who are different than me. In my case it has been hard work to get to the point where I can love people where they are at instead of where I think they should be.

I still have a lot of work to do. 

Monday, December 18, 2023

A Dash of Snow and Naps

A bit of light-hearted fun today:

We woke up to a bit of winter wonderland this morning. The car roof, windows, and hood were covered with light snow. The flakes were easily brushed off the windshield and blew off the rest of the car as we drove into Rockford. The roads in our neighborhood also had fresh snow. Jeremy left for work before us, as had several neighbors, so there were tire tracks to follow.

The snow early in the morning is very pretty with the contrast between the darkness of the sky and the white snow. By 9:15 am the snow had melted away.

I came home from volunteering at the thrift store today and ended up taking a nap. It dawned on me today that my body and brain require this nap and I need to let it be. During the working years, nap time was not available, and I powered through my workdays. Now that I have time available, I feel like I am honoring my body’s needs. This includes my brain’s needs. Granted my brain was possibly (?) working more while I held a job. It does take a certain amount of brain energy to read, write, hold conversations, take in the news, and watch movies/shows.

Meanwhile, Joe is working twelve-hour days in a factory. By choice. I have been asked if I would take a paying job again and my choice at this point is still no! I am happy right where I am at in creating what my day will look like. My biggest commitment is writing the blog each day.

Sunday, December 17, 2023

Bingo!


Megan and I met up with Caleb, Charlotte, and their mom for a Girl Scout Bingo day from 1:00pm to 2:30pm today. The kid's mom won the first Bingo, Megan won the second Bingo. She would have won the third Bingo as well but wanted to give other people a chance to win so did not call out her Bingo. 

I also won. All the prizes were blankets. There was also a drawing, every person getting one ticket. Caleb's mom won the first drawing and Caleb got to pick a prize for himself. I won the last drawing and let Charlotte pick. There was only one prize left so she gave her mom the Christmas apron and potholder set. Charlotte will get to wear the apron when they begin their Christmas baking.

Caleb also had a Bingo and chose a black and red checkered blanket. Charlotte was not having a good day, so she did not want her photo taken. Caleb though, was happy to let Grandma take his picture. 

I enjoyed getting out of the house and doing something different for the day. I have written before about how my grandmother Karnes loved to go to Bingo. It was her social outlet. She was playing with other adults. Today's event was free, with loads of delicious snacks, and included scouts and their families. Quite a few dads and siblings in the crowd. I enjoyed watching the little ones call out their Bingos and select their prizes.

I recognized the scouts and their moms from the recent Girl Scout bazaar held a few weeks ago when I oversaw the wrapping station. I am an official cleared Girl Scout volunteer, background checks required. Between the Girl Scouts and RiverWorks Thrift Store, I am getting to know people in the community. 

The blanket I won:





Saturday, December 16, 2023

One December Day

Megan’s gingerbread stadium featuring the Minnesota Gophers.

Today, Megan and I got out of the house for a few hours. She needed to run an errand and invited me to tag along. We stopped for lunch and chatted for an hour and a half before heading back to Rockford. I always enjoy the time to visit with her.

Then I came home and took a nap. I think I require naps because of the weather. It was not cold today, but it was damp, and the skies were grey. Maybe it is not the weather, maybe my body is making up for all the years I got five to six hours of sleep each night. Now I am paying back the sleep bank.

It is hard to believe Christmas is almost here. I still have a few gifts to get delivered but our shopping is done. In fifteen days, I will be celebrating one year of retirement.

Someone asked me the other day, “Is retirement what you expected it would be?” My response was, “Yes, it is better than I expected.” Last year at this time I was concerned if retirement would be for me. Having worked for so long and having no hobbies, I was uncertain how my days would look. There is still a part of me that wrestles with the idea that I can do whatever I want most days. You know idle hands can get up to no good.

Now my daily goals are to make sure I am moving my body at least five thousand steps each day, that I am getting enough fiber in my diet to improve my cholesterol and challenging my brain not to turn to mush. A good day is when I accomplish all three goals.

This year was meant to be my year of transformation. I should have chosen the word transition. It is all good though. It is not like I stop transforming because it is the end of the year.

I just realized it is a good thing I do not use emojis in my blog. I am often, in my head, wanting to insert a laughing face, or rolling eyes, or abbreviations for sayings like laugh out loud. I stop myself though as I think it would end up looking like a pictogram and people reading my blog would spend all their time trying to decipher my writings. Hieroglyphics worked for the Egyptians.

I suspect that there are not too many people in my circle of family and friends who read this blog for the challenge. It is challenging enough to figure out what I am saying when I use words. (Yes, I would put an LOL at the end of this sentence).

I think I have reached my silly phase today and my granddaughter, Charlotte, is not here to be silly with me. I am going to offset my silliness by reading a bit of Stephen King’s Fairy Tale before bed. Scare the silly right out of me.

Friday, December 15, 2023

Gingerbread Houses: The Next Generation

When Lauren and Megan were still at home, we began a family tradition of decorating gingerbread houses. Joe would bake the Gingerbread and mix up the frosting. I bought candy to decorate the houses. Our girls really enjoyed the creative process. 

This year we wanted to start the tradition with Caleb and Charlotte. Jeremy and Megan picked up prefabricated houses at Walmart. I bought extra candy. Megan bought a stadium gingerbread kit for herself.

Tonight, we were able to finally sit down as a family and decorate the houses. Joe and I were the official encouragers. Megan built her stadium on the kitchen island while the rest of us sat at the kitchen table. Jeremy sat next to Charlotte and helped her when she needed assistance. His job was primarily to make sure the Scottie dog did not keep falling off the roof while Charlotte continued to decorate. Jeremy is also an expert frosting squeezer. Caleb independently decorated. 

Caleb went with the minimalist approach at the beginning of the process. About 30 minutes in he announced he had finished. There were about twenty pieces of candy on the entire house. Megan and I let him know that he had just started. I showed him photos of decorated gingerbread houses and explained the idea was to cover the house with candy. We also threw out the idea that decorating the gingerbread house helps us all to get in the holiday spirit. Megan tossed in how she used frosting to make snow on her house and the grounds around it.

Ultimately what appeared to motivate Caleb was the idea that Megan would get his left-over frosting for her football stadium project. At that point Caleb decided he was going to use every drop of frosting on his house. Which should be a clue that Megan knows this kid! Add a bit of competitiveness and Caleb is in the game until the very bloody end.

I will let you judge for yourself how tonight’s masterpieces turned out.

Charlotte, Jeremy, and Caleb decorating their gingerbread houses  

Grandma observing the process.

Caleb begins the 'blizzard' process of gingerbread house decorating. This is
unique to Caleb. He got excited when the frosting looked like icicles hanging down.

Charlotte's finished house.

Caleb's finished house.

Oh yes, and we did have fun!

Happy Holidays!

Thursday, December 14, 2023

Warning (Contains the F Word)

I try to keep my blog PG-rated but the above meme has been sitting in my future blog folder and was calling out to be used. Sometimes things strike me as laugh-out-loud funny. This was one of those things.

Other than taking Joe to work and picking him up this evening, I got out of the house to go to the library. I felt like I won the lottery when I found new books on the shelves by Laurie R. King, Stephen King, and Kristan Higgins. I picked up Ken Follet's, "The Armour of Light" for Joe. We are both happy that we have books to read this weekend.

At 2:30 pm when I went to the library it was 51 degrees outside. There is a 70% chance of rain tomorrow, not cold enough to turn it to snow. Predictions are that we will have a brown Christmas.

Joe is finding his rhythm in his new job. On a quiet day he walks 14,000 steps during his 12-hour work day. Most days are between 20,000 and 22,000 steps. 

I watched a new Apple TV Show this week, Last Thing He Told Me with Jennifer Garner. I enjoyed the show. I am sad that Lessons in Chemistry is over. Both of these shows seem to tie up in the last show of their first season. I do not know if a second season is planned. Both shows though have excellent female characters. Strong, smart, and believable characters. Just like in real life! 


Wednesday, December 13, 2023

Peter Pan (The Canine Version) Turns Eight

Peter Pan (aka Pan, and Pan Man) on his first day with Megan - Rescued 12.26.2016
Freshly bathed.

Charlotte, Pan, and Caleb February 2022 

Charlotte, Pan, and Caleb celebrating Pan's seventh birthday December 2022.

 
Pan and Caleb September 28, 2023

Yesterday marked Pan’s eighth birthday. Today Caleb and Charlotte are helping to bake Pan a cake. We did a mini-celebration last night when Pan got to eat a whole banana and have extra treats as a birthday gift.

Seven years ago on a cold, wet day (December 26, 2016) Megan and I drove to Red Bluff, California to pick up a one-year old dog that desperately needed a home. When we drove into the yard, we saw him chained up to a tree. Pan had belonged to an elderly man who had recently passed away. The family could not afford to feed Pan and had other animals they kept inside their home. There was not room for one more mouth or body in the home. Megan’s experience with dogs allowed her to quickly assess the situation. When Pan was left off the chain, he ran zoomies around the yard (unfenced), then he came closer as Megan had brought food. She was able to eventually get him to eat from her hand (gently) and when she coaxed him into the back seat of our car, he gladly came with us.

During the several hour drive, Pan laid quietly in the back seat. The trust he had in us touched me deeply. 

We brought him home, Megan bathed him, and the rest is history. He loves his family. We love him.

Pan has a very special bond with Grandpa Joe. 

Over the years they have taken countless naps together. This fall I caught the two of them doting on each other as Joe settled in for the night. 

Happy Birthday, Pan!

Tuesday, December 12, 2023

Don't Worry!

When I could have been researching more ideas for blogs, I instead got sidetracked with the words hurkle-durkle. It appears to be a 200-year-old Scottish term meaning to lounge in bed long after it is time to get up.

I hurkle-durkled after my afternoon nap today. Listening to a sleep story on my CALM app. I went back to sleep for a longer nap. I wonder if going back to sleep negates a hurkle-durkle session.

I was curious about other words I’s never heard before that might come in handy during my retirement years. I came across three new terms, I think I can enthusiastically use.

The first is cwtch (that is the correct spelling, rhymes with butch). This is a Welsh word for a hug that makes you warm inside. Our grandson, Caleb, is a world class cwtch hugger. I knew his hugs were more than a mere hug and now I have a word to describe how I feel when he gives his old Grammy a hug.

The next word is more specific to use in snow country. I do not believe my friends in California will find it useful on a day-to-day basis. The word is degomble. The Antarctica dictionary defines this as “to disencumber of snow” usually when coming in from outside. If we find ourselves degombling because we have snow inside our home, I will be moving back to California. I am good with degombling if I do not have to do it in the summer.

Finally, a phrase I can use any time of the year. Dinna fash is Gaelic for “Don’t worry.”

Dinna Fash, after a long hurkle-durkle and cwtch from Caleb, I will get my shopping done and degomble when I get home.

Monday, December 11, 2023

Personal Values


I decided as I near the one-year anniversary of daily writing, that I should investigate writing prompts to help inspire my creativity. 

Today's Prompt: List your four highest personal values.

Listing my four highest personal values I think translates to the four personal values that are most important to me. They are values I strive to live by and values that I look for in my friends. I notice it merely reads to list them. Like a simple list will suffice. My interpretation of the prompt is my first act of creativity with this exercise.

I believe in situational ethics when defined as a synonym for moral relativism. It is a philosophical theory that suggests that ethical decisions and judgments should be made in the context of specific situations rather than based on absolute moral principles. Rarely in life is anything absolute. Absolutes take away an opportunity to reflect, show grace, and to grow.

Value One: Integrity. Defined as the quality of being honest and having strong moral principles. Doing the right thing even when no one else is around. I work to make sure I am consistent in my beliefs and in my actions. I emphasize integrity and making ethical decisions in my personal life and in leadership training. I employ three questions when making an ethical decision: (1) The rule of private gain. Am I the only one personally gaining from the situation, is it at the expense of another? (2) If everyone does it who would be hurt? What would the world be like? (3) Benefits versus burden. If benefits do result, do they outweigh the burden?

When it comes to integrity, I like to make sure that I am considering the cultural effects in my decision making. I recently participated in a conversation where a woman shared that her seventeen-year-old son did not want to attend a church because there was a woman minister. He told his mom that, “Women do not belong in church leadership. It says so in the Bible.” She went on to share that she does not know the Bible well enough to discuss it with him. It was bothering her. I chimed in with, “The Bible as we know it are selected chapters, not all the chapters ever written. One could argue that at the time the books in the Bible were selected they were based on the then cultural norms of that time instead of in the time of Jesus.” She said, “I could use that!” 

Value two: Empathy (and compassion). Compassion is the ability to understand and share the feelings of another, leading to acts of kindness, charity, and support. I think my empathy skills are a direct result of my childhood. I was usually the oddball in my class. I liked to read and write before it was cool. In fourth and fifth grade I wrote and directed plays for our class. Looking back at that I was fortunate to have teachers that allowed us classroom time to act out the play. And I also had no problem getting people to act and use their recess times to practice. My family was poor, which meant I wore mostly hand-me-downs and even then, had maybe four or five dresses at most. (Yes, when I was in school we could only wear dresses). In hindsight, I doubt anyone much cared what I wore. I was the only one keeping track.

Except for Mrs. D. She was a co-leader of the girl scout troop I belonged to in fourth and fifth grade. When meetings were at her home, I was not allowed to sit on her furniture, only on the floor. I promised, even then, I would never want another child to feel they were not “good enough” to sit on my furniture. Maybe part of our compassion and empathy comes from a place of our own hurt? We spend the rest of our days trying to make sure others feel worthy.

Value three: Service. Defined as the occupation or function of serving; contribution to the welfare of others; a helpful act. Simply stated, we put others above ourselves. Service means we make intentional decisions and actions to benefit others. Service is friendly and provides answers. No need to explain…

Value four: Authenticity. Authenticity means you are true to your own personality, values, and spirit, regardless of the pressure that you are under to act otherwise. You are honest with yourself and with others, and you take responsibility for your mistakes. Your values, ideals, and actions align. I would add to this also recognizing other people’s right to their authenticity and loving them for where they are at.

What four values are important to you?


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