February Ends ...

 ... and not a day too soon. What a month it has been. We've had snow, rain, and freezing rain. It took two days to knock the ice off my car. I did it once and of course it happened again, though not as heavy. It was a real workout each time. Getting the snow off the car is also a workout. 

My back porch is not covered, and the ice built up to about three inches. It took a couple of weeks, salt and a temperature increase to chip it off. This winter, my driveway has been plowed 11 times, and last year, I think it was plowed 4 or 5 times. 

My sleepy little boy, behaving or pondering badness?

This was the 17th of February. It was snowing and blowing.

Aslan was not too impressed with the cold and the snow.

We put the carpet down over ice to keep from slipping.

Then it had to stay there until this Wednesday.

This is how we began the month, taken looking North. 

This is the road where our community mailbox is.

There is not too much else to write about. We have had snow and rain yesterday and last night. I am keeping my fingers crossed that we don't get a lot of rain, then lose power and have the basement flooded. It has happened before.

I cannot believe the things that are in the news today. I get so upset. I just feel like screaming. What is this poor old world coming to. It is very discouraging to say the least.

Well I'll sign off for now. The first day of Spring is coming next month. Aslan and I say YAY!

It's a New Year......

....... and another attempt to keep up this blog.  I certainly didn't do a good job of it last year. I would like to forget 2024. It was not a great year. I pretty well missed the months of June, July, August and September. In October, November and December , I was playing catch-up. Hospitalized twice. It has taken quite a while to gain my strength back. I'm starting out this year, feeling much better,  though probably not back to 100%, but I probably wasn't that in 2023.

I keep wondering what I can put on this blog, since I have no adventures to relate, wisdom to impart, or stories to tell. I'm going to see if I can put some pictures here. I've had problems with this.

My car covered in ice. It took me two days to clear the ice.

This winter weather is really getting me down. There is close to an inch of ice on everything. My green bin was so coated I had to take a hammer to it. I don't mind the cold so much, but the clearing of snow especially on the car is a real work. Right now, I can't get in to it. Hopefully it will warm up a bit tomorrow so I can get the ice off.

When I was sick in the summer, my daughters decided it would be a good idea to get some homecare for me. I have someone come once a week for 2 hours, to change beds, do some laundry, and clean floors and bathroom. I have one gal who is great, and she gives Aslan special attention which he just adores. I think he thinks she comes just for him.

I'm barely moving today after cleaning off the car, and then grocery shopping. Life is certainly a blast when you're eighty-one. 

This is Aslan on my lap. He stays like this for a while then gradually slips to the floor.

My Christmas card (but they didn't get sent because we had a postal strike)

Should I admit that I did send some, late, but I had them.

Well, I guess I will end this one here, and hope I will be able to do one for next month.

That's all from Aslan and Bonnie

Ahhh March/April and now May - tah dah!!

Make that the end of May - tah dah!!  And that's how fast the days, weeks and months go by. It seems the slower I get the faster time passes, and I have slowed down. I read something the other day about the chronological  age of an older person , (say 80) is not the age of the person inside (say 40 or 20 or 15)😄 I really think this is true. Except for the health problems that accompany "old age", I really don't feel my age, until I start to do something and have to sit after a few minutes to rest and ease whatever pain is there. 

Coming up on eighty-one,

I really can't believe it,

Unless of course I move around

Or dare to carry laundry up the stairs,

or mop the floor or even sweep.

Sometimes I just want to weep.

Life sure throws you a lot of curve balls,

and I guess I just want to hit one out of the park.⚾

Sleepy little boy.

Helping??????

Picture of our Church. Not sure how I put it

here, but I'll leave it.

Summer's on its way.

Try to enjoy each and every day.

It's Coming on Christmas

  Ah yes, Christmas, and you see how many posts I managed this past year. Well, if I had anything interesting to tell you, I might have written more. Alas, not much is or was happening. Poor old Aslan has even slowed down and hardly gets in my way at all  more than once or twice a day. 

I could, of course thrill you with my hospital adventures, with various modern machines, cat scans,      x-rays, ultra sounds and of course bloodwork. Apparently, I'm not through yet. Nuclear medicine here I come. Friday, a bone scan is on tap. They give me a needle at 9am then I have to wait for two hours, then they take pictures. Joy oh joy.  My doctor called the same day and everything was okay, which of course is a relief, because Dr. Google scared me half to death.

Below is a sample of how I have spent several wasted hours, when I could have been doing other things, worthwhile things, things that need to be done if I could do them. Actually I was watching Brit Box on my laptop while I scribbled. I so enjoy the mystery shows. So well done. They just grab you. I've binge watched Vera, Midsomer Murders, Unforgotten and a host of others. Shetland is great too.

Well, I think I will end this post here.

There is 51/2 hours left in this year here in Nova Scotia.

Here's hoping that 2024 will be a better year for all.

May we take each day as it comes,

find something to be happy about,

care for others who need help,

and try to have your socks match. 😉

Happy New Year

🎉

 

Summer's Almost Gone

                  Aslan doing what he does best. Posing and being in the way.

Well, the weeks went by fast enough, even if I can't move fast. The weeks just race up behind me and pass me by.  I guess it's a sign of aging. The world spins a little faster. 

Facing some health problems, and with my anxiety level in the clouds, I decided that I needed some time off from my responsibilities at the church. I took the months of July and August off, and will start back at the piano the first Sunday of September. Except for Covid, when there wasn't church, I have not had time off in years. I felt guilty the first Sunday, but the 2nd Sunday was okay. My girls were pleased that I had followed through with this. 

I am not keen on driving at night so I no longer hold choir practice through the week. We go over the special before church begins. It works out okay, since we have sung them before. It's not ideal, but it will have to do until someone is willing to take over, but I don't see anyone waiting in the wings. I had my 80th birthday in July, so as much as I wish I could do better, I can't.

It is absolutely dreadful when your mind thinks you can do things, but when you try, your body yells, "No, No, No!!!!!" I get so disgusted with myself. However, I just keep putting one foot in front of the other, one day at a time, as long as I can. 

The captain is a bit of a worry, as well. He's not moving too well, and I am always nervous about him falling. He doesn't say much about how he's feeling, so I need to guess how he is. 

The bright light in my rather mundane life is seeing my granddaughters and my daughters. Since the granddaughters are living in the city now, and very busy, I don't see them as often as I would like, and my daughters are busy as well. I am proud of them for what each has accomplished and are accomplishing. My eldest has taken courses at university and is doing quite well. She does that with farm duties in between. I'm amazed.

Well, I guess I will close this off. I am glad that I finally written here. I think about writing a lot more often than I actually write. Cheers!

A New Year

So here is the dear little kitty inspecting "his" Christmas tree

Needless to say, there are very few decorations on the lower half of the tree.

Especially shiny ones....

The shiny ones are under the couch, the chair, and in the kitchen.

He is such a sweet little guy......

If he couldn't bat the ornament off, her would grasp the ball with both paws and pull down, pulling the string right out of the ornament. He also managed to break a branch. What can I say? He's a pest.

Christmas is over, and I'm glad that Aslan enjoyed the tree.

He was not impressed when I took it down. 

His help was not appreciated.

Now it's the New Year.

I don't know what is ahead for this year.

The last few years have been weird to say the least.

Back to having a choir for the first time since covid started.

Things have changed in the interim, and I have decided that having an evening

choir practice is not something I can do anymore.

Hopefully, going over a song before church will work. So far so good.

Between the fibromyalgia, arthritis in the spine and hips and the vascular disease,

life for me has become a bit of an effort getting around.

I'm hanging in though.

Going to try to keep a bit of a blog. I didn't do very well last year.

Just some odds and ends. My laptop has suddenly decided not to recognize my phone, so pictures are not going to be easy.

Anyway, here's to the New Year and all that it holds for us.

Take care.

In the midst of weirdness

I exist. I cannot get past myself.

I am but I'm not.

Days merge, weeks slip into months 

Months into years

Yet all is the same.

Life has thrown me a huge curve ball

A strike out, definitely not a walk.

Definitely not a walk.

There will be no homers in this ball game,

No runs around the bases.

The dug out is where I am.

Pain is the story of my days and nights.

It depends on the day,

No consistency

Never know what to expect. 

Arthritis in lower spine, and hips,

Fibromyalgia teasing muscles in legs,

Finally vascular disease affecting legs and feet, 

And God only knows what else.

I went out today to see what I could accomplish

Discovering that I could do very little.

It crushes me.

I can not do what I want to do

And I am defeated.

Still there is nothing to do about it but carry on

One step (even if painful) in front of another.

One day at a time,

I'll soon be 79.

But not in my mind, which makes everything harder.

I think I can do what I can't physically do.....

The world is in such a state now,

It's hard to find anything that can make you smile.

Death, destruction, senseless violence,

Little children dying in a classroom,

Teachers too.....

Indigenous children's graves found 

Beside residential school.

Customers shot to death in a grocery store.

And on and on and on.

Life is cruel to so many.

These are just what I call my state of mind......

This is a felted bench cover, that Aslan has decided to lie on,

Here he is climbing where he shouldn't be climbing

Well, I guess I'll stop here and try to enjoy the sun that is

shining today. I'll try to think of good things.

Take care