tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54563049470474248192024-03-17T21:02:49.056-06:00It's A Crazy WorldYou can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me. C.S. LewisIt's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.comBlogger792125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-7463109035625248982024-03-13T15:50:00.001-06:002024-03-13T15:50:13.963-06:00False spring is over.....<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SI1ZeBb8ulIvGG69TmYnKdorzoo8X9gOs_ojcFBQDA-ZMLPl2PTxH9bTXQA8jOJm8-GmEiVmW9RZ8thEQ8oB_cVUIIbyv1TTUHLcLIxJvGr4GrekGhrRMU0mcofncEN5Ptoj5qbol9RCfXv0sFarG_MefNylJ5kD6jknT036T48SBpir6cCILrhvPBI/s1715/IMG_2859.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1715" data-original-width="1372" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SI1ZeBb8ulIvGG69TmYnKdorzoo8X9gOs_ojcFBQDA-ZMLPl2PTxH9bTXQA8jOJm8-GmEiVmW9RZ8thEQ8oB_cVUIIbyv1TTUHLcLIxJvGr4GrekGhrRMU0mcofncEN5Ptoj5qbol9RCfXv0sFarG_MefNylJ5kD6jknT036T48SBpir6cCILrhvPBI/s320/IMG_2859.jpeg" width="256" /></a></div>I took this photo of a ranunculus I bought a few days before. They are such beautiful flowers ~ so delicate and brightly colored. I don't know how long they will last, but they should do OK until it gets hot. I planted strawberries in the same raised planter, which was probably dumb, since they need full sun and the ranunculus likes a bit of shade. I wanted to plant a creeping vinca today, and some of my herb seeds, but it has turned cold and windy. False spring is over for a few days! This is how it will be, warm and sunny for 3 or 4 days, and then it'll get cold again. <p></p><p>Zoē is doing great. Back to her normal energetic and hungry self. Her incision is healing well, and I figure in a couple more days, the little bit of swelling and redness will be gone. I am really glad that's over! Luckily she isn't focused on licking it all the time...I only notice it once a day. </p><p>I have been quilting....something I haven't done in a few years. I guess I just had a bug, and wanted to make my youngest a quilt. I am probably about 1/3 of the way, with lots to go. I had forgotten how expensive fabric is these days. I bought a large spindle of cotton quilting thread, and that stupid thing was over $20. It'll last a very long time, at least.</p><p>I am very excited to go clothes shopping with some of my church friends tomorrow afternoon. I don't even remember the last time I did that! It's supposed to be a "sip and shop", so I assume there will be wine there. I wouldn't mind a little!</p><p>Enjoy the rest of your week!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-43663742144356909032024-03-08T12:42:00.002-07:002024-03-08T12:42:23.092-07:00Last Spring forward time change?....<p> No. There was talk about it last fall, and it sounded like they were planning on keeping us on dst all the time. Evidently they couldn't commit, because this is New Mexico, and we sure don't want to make an actual decision. Ha ha</p><p>Not that it makes much difference to me, since I no longer have to get up for work, but I do have to be to church on time. So there's that. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLZnncm4O8RRsMPT02-ym7jtBlcZjoCENvFpoKbNKWAGaYi8zeA7a9O_xncvuuBVE3z9F9H5P1A3otQTeuiXGwHz2zCwCAdRAs3-mcNdD4RMzBw9Gwt0VM_hTtd1sN69rAkR9BEpY2YcB11VA5KJwyjV08JAv3T6c6ukY-SfNIhr0SgFmycM2lXKtxxjE/s640/Screenshot%202024-03-08%20at%2012.20.20%E2%80%AFPM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLZnncm4O8RRsMPT02-ym7jtBlcZjoCENvFpoKbNKWAGaYi8zeA7a9O_xncvuuBVE3z9F9H5P1A3otQTeuiXGwHz2zCwCAdRAs3-mcNdD4RMzBw9Gwt0VM_hTtd1sN69rAkR9BEpY2YcB11VA5KJwyjV08JAv3T6c6ukY-SfNIhr0SgFmycM2lXKtxxjE/s320/Screenshot%202024-03-08%20at%2012.20.20%E2%80%AFPM.png" width="319" /></a></div><p> </p><p>In other fun news, I have been sick with the flu for nearly a week, and still don't have all my energy back. Stupid flu shot did not prevent me from losing 5 1/2 pounds in a 48 hour period. I slept on the sofa for two days, because I didn't want to go up the stairs. Romeo was kind enough to set me up. I had kleenex, a wet wash cloth, water and anti-nausea meds (which taste so bad, you wonder how you're gonna keep it down), and best of all ~ the bucket. In case I know I can't make it to the bathroom, which I ended up using 3 times. Gross, just gross. The only bright side I can see is that if I had to have it, at least I didn't get it during Lent, when the number of services reaches the almost ridiculous. Plus I have flowers to do, and prosphoro to bake. </p><p>I also discovered, that the circular rash I get on my left butt cheek is most likely shingles. I get this when I've been sick or really stressed. I've had it show up for 4 - 5 years (not every year though) and I never realized that's what it is until a week ago. It's always in the same place. It itches, but not like poison ivy. It's really ugly, so good thing it's in a place that no one sees except us. I also didn't realize that some of the symptoms I'd been having ~ when I thought I would be over the flu ~ are from shingles. Like fatigue, headache, and fever. The problem is that my immune system is not doing so great. My white cell count now stays below the optimal range all the time. </p><p>The good news is that when I'm not sick, I feel pretty good. Ha ha</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDURxBJBuuh0e7xGizd3SvBWlwvVNePSI3A9ipfbVPi3dVMKnr10i0BVAAcbJXZ_5FomNVeijrrmSGpK8mhf6KWFP-9Fe7zNWZN2I9A8KY7DRu4LMnY48tLOLQOo7HXm43P-kORu0glscIetmfbbEL9At39OZ1neJ5C6xVNhGr5QISP2on1jzQjjm-PnY/s4032/IMG_2863.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDURxBJBuuh0e7xGizd3SvBWlwvVNePSI3A9ipfbVPi3dVMKnr10i0BVAAcbJXZ_5FomNVeijrrmSGpK8mhf6KWFP-9Fe7zNWZN2I9A8KY7DRu4LMnY48tLOLQOo7HXm43P-kORu0glscIetmfbbEL9At39OZ1neJ5C6xVNhGr5QISP2on1jzQjjm-PnY/s320/IMG_2863.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Zoē had her spay operation yesterday... poor thing was out of it all day. She's doing better this morning, although her appetite is still off. I know this photo isn't that great, but it's not easy taking good photo's of a black doggie. This is just her head, with the cone on (now they're clear). She's all wrapped up like an enchilada, because she was shivering. She has her surgery outfit on now, so that she doesn't have to wear the cone ~ those things are great. Prevents access to surgery site and helps keep her a little warmer. I spent the day holding her, taking her out for a pee, and making sure she rested. Demitri was interested at first, and then stayed away, which was helpful. She should be back to normal in a few days.</p><p>Well, that's it for now! I need to put all the Lent flowers and bread into my calendar so I don't forget to do it!</p><p>Have a great weekend.</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-44110634797414721122024-02-25T18:06:00.003-07:002024-02-25T18:06:24.325-07:00It's about time....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnEs7-l2ic0iPzvyikLcz8EKWVbDXD9-l9ku_8o3TgJREmY2_FLfQCZBNdHKBZY5GVnLxDsqtLiEDHtH23gNTGKB11gb0QUy2nx_-bIUoieRYufRQ53booB3vu_ykiAJoracWK6pLIEeGqBgHVoxNI_bVlFWUOvw3gOA2a4rGIv-F6dhDpD94Wp8YHElA/s2048/IMG_2826.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnEs7-l2ic0iPzvyikLcz8EKWVbDXD9-l9ku_8o3TgJREmY2_FLfQCZBNdHKBZY5GVnLxDsqtLiEDHtH23gNTGKB11gb0QUy2nx_-bIUoieRYufRQ53booB3vu_ykiAJoracWK6pLIEeGqBgHVoxNI_bVlFWUOvw3gOA2a4rGIv-F6dhDpD94Wp8YHElA/w400-h266/IMG_2826.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>This isn't my photo (wish it was!) but it's just outside of Santa Fe. Beautiful pastel clouds, snow on the ground...so pretty.<p></p><p></p><p>That was the great photo. The rest? Not so much.</p><p>I really don't like politics. I don't like to engage with people about politicians, or political races, and most certainly not the upcoming presidential race. But I'm going to go out on a limb here, and rant a little bit about Trump.</p><p>How can he be the front runner of the republican party? How can people look at him or listen to him, and not feel sick? He's a liar most of all. A manipulator. A scammer. He has been convicted ~ convicted! ~ of sexual assault. People know this, right? They don't think that all of that is lies, do they? I just don't get it. On top of all that, he comes across as stupid. Uneducated. Power hungry. Ugh. </p><p>When there's a story on the news or a replay of a speech he's making, I mute the tv or go to a different channel. Avoiding him will become increasingly difficult as the year goes on. </p><p>Now for the funny, but not so pretty photos:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMeI1QlY9ITjEcf4rYlBpGXcPXiPNzFicW_-_FWaCbvsXT-uh7eQIw459QyptpmuDZ-fycwJJ7DAxWXMoi97Liuf1Lb6peWS9vbsoHy3MClHLVy5RtxBCwUWe61CqOPmBMAO9PWTHjxY6ZplB2E18TVwLG0gng9SzAAXcdGN2JKD37BVVdZOWLVz1QMU/s1048/Screenshot%202024-02-25%20at%205.51.09%E2%80%AFPM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="738" data-original-width="1048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMeI1QlY9ITjEcf4rYlBpGXcPXiPNzFicW_-_FWaCbvsXT-uh7eQIw459QyptpmuDZ-fycwJJ7DAxWXMoi97Liuf1Lb6peWS9vbsoHy3MClHLVy5RtxBCwUWe61CqOPmBMAO9PWTHjxY6ZplB2E18TVwLG0gng9SzAAXcdGN2JKD37BVVdZOWLVz1QMU/s320/Screenshot%202024-02-25%20at%205.51.09%E2%80%AFPM.png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFCxjajdZTnhWh032MReVvWkEThqFMj-U9aiVubrRMHpWYd8-PjP2DpwR54tmAZAxqcGB28HKIpA8LPCtU24Ie2JgYXeMKJZ5QvPzKPJVzQ-qtGAVShq-RT0OoQlGpi1jgn82NN7UhePTS8dHCec_7dQrnE54aO-KSHIpx13VqnegZHFvxc-tcwOEd11o/s1044/Screenshot%202024-02-25%20at%205.51.58%E2%80%AFPM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="530" data-original-width="1044" height="162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFCxjajdZTnhWh032MReVvWkEThqFMj-U9aiVubrRMHpWYd8-PjP2DpwR54tmAZAxqcGB28HKIpA8LPCtU24Ie2JgYXeMKJZ5QvPzKPJVzQ-qtGAVShq-RT0OoQlGpi1jgn82NN7UhePTS8dHCec_7dQrnE54aO-KSHIpx13VqnegZHFvxc-tcwOEd11o/s320/Screenshot%202024-02-25%20at%205.51.58%E2%80%AFPM.png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEZcacTHLYn47-QNg0Y0MasR4LAcMfds9jBBzF3yjxg952IjALY6rAEROHa5wr51T4zNBBf7FwSU5fCDGSeuIQI4bbBYAgyW7QEh7E4HHz-vFAcQeM9ydphhroxuatOhNja2jSZihTAI7zGJOJ2BdvEJpYexsLud35DHlXQvOB4rFq04spkEJqa0RpbN0/s842/Screenshot%202024-02-25%20at%205.52.49%E2%80%AFPM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="594" data-original-width="842" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEZcacTHLYn47-QNg0Y0MasR4LAcMfds9jBBzF3yjxg952IjALY6rAEROHa5wr51T4zNBBf7FwSU5fCDGSeuIQI4bbBYAgyW7QEh7E4HHz-vFAcQeM9ydphhroxuatOhNja2jSZihTAI7zGJOJ2BdvEJpYexsLud35DHlXQvOB4rFq04spkEJqa0RpbN0/s320/Screenshot%202024-02-25%20at%205.52.49%E2%80%AFPM.png" width="320" /></a></div><p>Wrong finger.....right word though.</p><p>Y'all have a great week.</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-71177423743156233472024-02-01T13:23:00.069-07:002024-02-01T14:16:43.642-07:00Winter is taking a little break.......<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7LRdCz-elETHgXz2PJYMOW53mURP3CYoAAXlHTrzXx4anfCCsZrpRrGgKuI89UUrGJKaavxf-mL3DpYSyUmTfrbZ_inghU41lYEUmE7kivzes7_933Z6F3t-dMx0EtdidDpoq1NLmF_V3m4ec3_lrM02DqyQ_fKDaQQFTadovoGYxP6ayTibiI7BBFAw/s4032/IMG_2781.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7LRdCz-elETHgXz2PJYMOW53mURP3CYoAAXlHTrzXx4anfCCsZrpRrGgKuI89UUrGJKaavxf-mL3DpYSyUmTfrbZ_inghU41lYEUmE7kivzes7_933Z6F3t-dMx0EtdidDpoq1NLmF_V3m4ec3_lrM02DqyQ_fKDaQQFTadovoGYxP6ayTibiI7BBFAw/s320/IMG_2781.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>This week the weather has moved to spring.....in the high 50s and low 60s. We'll have a little dip for a few days and then it goes up again. This is what we in New Mexico call "fool's spring". Because we all know that there will be another storm with snow before winter is all over. Maybe even two! Who knows? I sure do need to get my act together in regards to gardening. I am anxious to start, so I'm going to start planning.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiUDbotvlmoVORy9OUgPI4neJbstyk8E1uy9KJDZlG_aIaZcQhMQBNULk_NaDcjKq9wtu5Ip_tX6Nq8F1BamW8Tkwg0ws0Xqr53qMmx__7s_ftK6yDDRzKMEoeIhuBV95DsBiOnUvE4uVjsDRed8M8GsYWK5bqY03IyuPXppl8LXXhDEPNH20yfZfMvFg/s4032/IMG_2626.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiUDbotvlmoVORy9OUgPI4neJbstyk8E1uy9KJDZlG_aIaZcQhMQBNULk_NaDcjKq9wtu5Ip_tX6Nq8F1BamW8Tkwg0ws0Xqr53qMmx__7s_ftK6yDDRzKMEoeIhuBV95DsBiOnUvE4uVjsDRed8M8GsYWK5bqY03IyuPXppl8LXXhDEPNH20yfZfMvFg/s320/IMG_2626.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>We've been busy, trimming down the wisteria, treating the yard for dog pee, looking at paint colors, and deciding the details of updating the bathrooms. I've been planning on doing the shower first, but I've decided to start with the vanity ~ which we will do ourselves. I need a new sink and countertop. The idea of picking out colors and styles is a little daunting, because I probably won't do it again. </p><p>On the home front, my sister was just diagnosed with cancer. It was found early, so the outlook is very positive, but it has floored us all. I am very close to my sis.....she is my only sibling as well. The next step is coming up in a little less than 2 weeks. This one of those things that she won't know how well the treatments are doing for almost a year. I want to go and spend a week, and will figure out when to go. (Romeo is already pressing me to fly, but I don't want to, sheesh) They aren't doing chemo, it's an immunotherapy treatment. At least she won't have the side effects of chemo. </p><p>I have slacked off on baking sourdough. I was making two loaves a week, and now I'm doing one every 10-14 days. Sometimes ya just need a break!</p><p>Have a wonderful weekend, y'all!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-55193620041443735432024-01-10T09:27:00.002-07:002024-01-10T09:27:52.534-07:00A rare morning alone.....<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1v58syhdWCeroO1h5aTPNbVErsG970zNlaYkXwADE-GU-LiH9Eu-hRRLh4xSi6mZV2ODyeki1DHu7UqhRV_FOyBy9zoPlM8_-uLZUZRIS1sBnyZZJ-FYR248UchXfvTyd1qpuNgCzSkB6RY-Uu_P-u1NQxtlwCtKOXu7WuN1PNe2ztWFQzuK7YQ_Rank/s4032/IMG_2732.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1v58syhdWCeroO1h5aTPNbVErsG970zNlaYkXwADE-GU-LiH9Eu-hRRLh4xSi6mZV2ODyeki1DHu7UqhRV_FOyBy9zoPlM8_-uLZUZRIS1sBnyZZJ-FYR248UchXfvTyd1qpuNgCzSkB6RY-Uu_P-u1NQxtlwCtKOXu7WuN1PNe2ztWFQzuK7YQ_Rank/s320/IMG_2732.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>It's a rarity alright ~ Romeo went to a church service this morning, so I have a few hours to myself. With the dogs of course, haha. I hardly ever have the house to myself! <p></p><p>Did I mention recently that we bought a new washer? We had the 15 year old washer checked out for a leak, and it was going to cost nearly $500 to fix it. I said no. It's becoming a money pit as we had it repaired last spring. I bought an Electrolux washer that was on sale at Lowes. I didn't even know they produced anything other than vacuum cleaners. It's not here yet, it's supposed to be delivered on Saturday. I cannot believe how much trouble we've had with appliances since I retired. I should have known, since the washer and dryer are both 15+ years old. The dryer is fine, we did have to have it repaired in 2022 because a mouse had made it's way all through the ducting and into a fan assembly. But otherwise, it's drying the clothes and that's all we need!</p><p>We did have some snow this past weekend, and Zoē loved it. Romeo took a video of her playing in it, but it's not that good of a video, since he was in the house. She hopped like a rabbit through it ~ her first experience with snow ~ and wasn't quite sure what it was. She is doing good, she's getting the hang of ringing the doggy door bell to go out to do her business. She still makes mistakes, especially upstairs. But as long as she was recently out, I know I have a 30-40 min window of safety, lol.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsoOokj69LkzTYfahpxi5vJsPCPM3Drx-LOuduwEgmAFgoGIuEXxzwrxw_KkiSajTLdMLhClQZ4QY4Wnlpfk2TOtZdyEqE19TT4RojDNY9bgHUR-aFU293bF-txfOPQko2uDymTWLExPHuSGyPW2lKH2v7TKgY64NFl-DxLjWqxtQvgM8O0xxbfC4VDxg/s2124/IMG_2721.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2124" data-original-width="1245" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsoOokj69LkzTYfahpxi5vJsPCPM3Drx-LOuduwEgmAFgoGIuEXxzwrxw_KkiSajTLdMLhClQZ4QY4Wnlpfk2TOtZdyEqE19TT4RojDNY9bgHUR-aFU293bF-txfOPQko2uDymTWLExPHuSGyPW2lKH2v7TKgY64NFl-DxLjWqxtQvgM8O0xxbfC4VDxg/s320/IMG_2721.jpeg" width="188" /></a></div><p>I never realized how much easier it is to house train when there's an experienced dog in the house already. This photo was the day before the snow....it was sunny and nice, in the low 40s. We're in for some wind tomorrow, so we're getting them out today for some much needed exercise. </p><p>In the Greatest Baker competition, I am officially out of the running. I never expected to win, but had remained in 1st place for so long, I was getting my hopes up! The last couple of days someone else surpassed me in votes. I wish them luck! </p><p>Well, I need to get some chores done, so I wish you a happy Wednesday!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-6776037238491749882023-12-29T09:04:00.001-07:002023-12-29T09:04:04.688-07:00Help me......<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5jPKtZKJPF44CV7-ejaIT0kIEbl0qpSL9sOlT7XskN_97Hf97sqMgTglFj0MVG-LnxzUq89qNUTRA7PX25v1tx_CpFlwZIioonKSsxeckl80myd6Lg7DV6l32y6gZJ9Ex4Rt9VNvs0WWEfi3UQRwOONQoZp8jilSigU7ygrFdYDt4S2QG8HljYX6HNbY/s1362/Screenshot%202023-12-29%20at%208.36.00%E2%80%AFAM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1124" data-original-width="1362" height="330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5jPKtZKJPF44CV7-ejaIT0kIEbl0qpSL9sOlT7XskN_97Hf97sqMgTglFj0MVG-LnxzUq89qNUTRA7PX25v1tx_CpFlwZIioonKSsxeckl80myd6Lg7DV6l32y6gZJ9Ex4Rt9VNvs0WWEfi3UQRwOONQoZp8jilSigU7ygrFdYDt4S2QG8HljYX6HNbY/w400-h330/Screenshot%202023-12-29%20at%208.36.00%E2%80%AFAM.png" width="400" /></a></div>I have reached the top 5, and asking you to vote for me for the Group Finalist, which ends Thursday, January 4th at 7pm PST. <a href="https://greatestbaker.com/2023/yvonne-leiby" target="_blank">Click here to go to the link to vote</a>!<p></p><p></p><p>So lets say I make it to the finals. I will have to bake something for judging. I have some really amazing recipes of desserts I've made in the past. Why don't you vote for one of them? </p><p><br /> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBLh8Ebd0sOQ__zMJMhTKSeRkXRZ7TmQw2tcUgazTU2qAZ0yB7HQLpg8ErIZJjpTP3KXPn2yDFu5BsCJKnoUgwNZR4dYgOByYd_VJbNQSAZJTSA2hSSBDsgYWtxPoFUvIyyRrO6fvLa7STgSDJi0qepwNPeMM39Hu2FybOSItHkN7oMyUovdXcS6euI-A/s4032/IMG_2018.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBLh8Ebd0sOQ__zMJMhTKSeRkXRZ7TmQw2tcUgazTU2qAZ0yB7HQLpg8ErIZJjpTP3KXPn2yDFu5BsCJKnoUgwNZR4dYgOByYd_VJbNQSAZJTSA2hSSBDsgYWtxPoFUvIyyRrO6fvLa7STgSDJi0qepwNPeMM39Hu2FybOSItHkN7oMyUovdXcS6euI-A/s320/IMG_2018.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Blueberry Lemon Meringue Pie...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQl_s6ElvL4HgO3k0gxhGuOtDg-EqmXlA4cGpuGaeGOj62nMbT_AT6DVfozZnvsKqnWzlcXOpkqVc5P5CQkerw8MwLIQlJEJ3S1nZP1XpJONcOaWeQ5QUUWwPgBSNmeXIGef0srCDXnkUPtDeRmiLbJ3KjAvsGIrixaeFzkHfGO2tHBj_TeBmjE-SvYUU/s960/IMG_0528.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQl_s6ElvL4HgO3k0gxhGuOtDg-EqmXlA4cGpuGaeGOj62nMbT_AT6DVfozZnvsKqnWzlcXOpkqVc5P5CQkerw8MwLIQlJEJ3S1nZP1XpJONcOaWeQ5QUUWwPgBSNmeXIGef0srCDXnkUPtDeRmiLbJ3KjAvsGIrixaeFzkHfGO2tHBj_TeBmjE-SvYUU/s320/IMG_0528.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Outrageous Coconut-Cream Meringue Cake</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QI5AlQU1fcV6c6HD_bJlMOog0aSd5u8O4_hC2i7you2aJqC46H8EXtG_B_cJOZMaVyC7yuJpUneeBC3fJvF4CroPv1Ip1R4Khsqu9NB8_SPYw6yQMZER3Up-uwqrnrdz0MMvkB07em2y6GkVpOUQoEeeM2MJlo5y9tK0BC9NBZ19O7_uYFenrQnjEcY/s322/Screenshot%202023-12-29%20at%208.58.40%E2%80%AFAM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="278" data-original-width="322" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QI5AlQU1fcV6c6HD_bJlMOog0aSd5u8O4_hC2i7you2aJqC46H8EXtG_B_cJOZMaVyC7yuJpUneeBC3fJvF4CroPv1Ip1R4Khsqu9NB8_SPYw6yQMZER3Up-uwqrnrdz0MMvkB07em2y6GkVpOUQoEeeM2MJlo5y9tK0BC9NBZ19O7_uYFenrQnjEcY/s320/Screenshot%202023-12-29%20at%208.58.40%E2%80%AFAM.png" width="320" /></a></div><p>This is a terrible photo, I guess I didn't take one of my own. Lemon Lavender Sandwich Cookies, which were so popular, I had a handful of people who wanted these every year at Christmas. Don't be turned off by the lavender, it's very subtle and only in the sugar that you roll them in before baking.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivHjr9OcfKBvuFYoFAk-pC_VrcOeZfZPUhD2ETcMCxGb6z9uqZEVr2wGUPByUZPnaNnf4NvLuiCj006TZOVDdJrwABYQLOwpVD8meD21UKK6e5Pq3TxdXxlKFf1vVhOjjV8uXbUK_dwyGYGsbIFjOaZuCbHfJ2B06JV9MxVIKXR6X2sVcF-fD6jZBqTpw/s4032/IMG_2662.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivHjr9OcfKBvuFYoFAk-pC_VrcOeZfZPUhD2ETcMCxGb6z9uqZEVr2wGUPByUZPnaNnf4NvLuiCj006TZOVDdJrwABYQLOwpVD8meD21UKK6e5Pq3TxdXxlKFf1vVhOjjV8uXbUK_dwyGYGsbIFjOaZuCbHfJ2B06JV9MxVIKXR6X2sVcF-fD6jZBqTpw/s320/IMG_2662.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgowq0VOxg-WA_TuGU9_a_5QeIL_dIYhQDJ8su8X3htakLgYq5TsEjX8M_xDa5UyeOklPWxbVhcmVTwT1R7n4Vy36iBqPvVtoN1x_Ls8gQrweO5ZAGfd9wy6WfuEDdCbiFAiGWTkrT3P9aBBztpIFlA6k69zy65vFHbtGFbhnDbMcxbk4cSKfIV1HYlUy0/s4032/IMG_2042.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgowq0VOxg-WA_TuGU9_a_5QeIL_dIYhQDJ8su8X3htakLgYq5TsEjX8M_xDa5UyeOklPWxbVhcmVTwT1R7n4Vy36iBqPvVtoN1x_Ls8gQrweO5ZAGfd9wy6WfuEDdCbiFAiGWTkrT3P9aBBztpIFlA6k69zy65vFHbtGFbhnDbMcxbk4cSKfIV1HYlUy0/s320/IMG_2042.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /> And of course! Sourdough. I like them all, but the lemon-blueberry is really dreamy. <p></p><p>So, please comment and let me know what you think!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-33197256983344369932023-12-28T15:06:00.002-07:002023-12-28T15:06:25.646-07:00Not quite done with Christmas......<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8i3mqUI-QV6Dm_wd8VP7tpFD2755p0uql6ucereog1DLU7kDd_RF2ojsGvTCT-PmIkTGEsKgrkjJfJoo8rybIX4mtL9QWXj9axe46m2YDGK2omGmxnshlcg80USGQ08cpj61052Tm5u9N0kwiFDbNMmNyDZwOcsG_ga6iPC5aKpIKAIIay6SJd5vmCn4/s1120/Screenshot%202023-12-28%20at%202.39.43%E2%80%AFPM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="1120" height="191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8i3mqUI-QV6Dm_wd8VP7tpFD2755p0uql6ucereog1DLU7kDd_RF2ojsGvTCT-PmIkTGEsKgrkjJfJoo8rybIX4mtL9QWXj9axe46m2YDGK2omGmxnshlcg80USGQ08cpj61052Tm5u9N0kwiFDbNMmNyDZwOcsG_ga6iPC5aKpIKAIIay6SJd5vmCn4/s320/Screenshot%202023-12-28%20at%202.39.43%E2%80%AFPM.png" width="320" /></a></div>Christmas is not done yet.....Orthodox Christians have 12 days of Christmas that will be over on January 6th. When I have a tree ~ which we didn't put up this year because of Zoē ~ I don't take it down until 1/6. Next year we'll have a tree, with hopes that both dogs will, for the most part, leave it alone. Haha<p></p><p>I found a copycat recipe for the Honey Baked Ham, which have become seriously expensive! The last time I bought one it was around $60, now it's around $80+. Nope. But it turned out pretty darn good, and it was not that hard to do. Just google it if you are interested in trying it.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh78V_WIQMSH6X8VvLkMMavrv4s5K82ArcvHZNR5F8k4bXvh_EGoWccHkYHUqIgV8Dx92z85xj4VJzrMf0-Wh8yrEmYAhyphenhyphendcBSpogR2J96avQz8OucDZYucmeTrzDDiLVH6HkMzODXZAqKbN-kCToH4k7ldudmo_Nr5km5WiPowpqTgsdNHEypc7QwqLzU/s4032/IMG_2705.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh78V_WIQMSH6X8VvLkMMavrv4s5K82ArcvHZNR5F8k4bXvh_EGoWccHkYHUqIgV8Dx92z85xj4VJzrMf0-Wh8yrEmYAhyphenhyphendcBSpogR2J96avQz8OucDZYucmeTrzDDiLVH6HkMzODXZAqKbN-kCToH4k7ldudmo_Nr5km5WiPowpqTgsdNHEypc7QwqLzU/s320/IMG_2705.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>The doggies had a little taste, which was a mistake, because they begged until we put it away. We also have lots of left overs. For some reason, I don't mind left over ham, but I really can't eat turkey after 2 dinners. Ugh.</p><p>Zoē has decided that snoozing right below my chair in the breakfast area. There's a sunbeam with her name on it, apparently. She is doing well, doing better in house training, but still having "accidents". Only really they aren't accidents so much as "I have to pee and this looks like a fabulous spot!". We have a whole basket of supplies to clean up with. All she does with the pee pads is rip them up, but they make great cleanup supplies because they're so absorbent. So, they won't go to waste. </p><p>Not much else going on around here, thankfully! May you all have a wonderful New Years, and of course we hope 2024 will bring prosperity, health & happiness, and an end to the wars going on in the world.</p><p>Love, 365 <br /></p><p> <br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-69686586254434580822023-12-21T18:58:00.002-07:002023-12-21T18:58:16.677-07:00World's Greatest Baker competition....<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMgZXj84k0HY2LkUaJBx3IRefZgUXh_g96B982htFQ9_dk9Z0prfy9cCdmtu-YoBvUv4U-PkAp9UkueSmrIoAexgYkIynEY2nn4y-ynfR7EAb0dEJkMJ3CTGXJ7Q-iUcqIgTGfukhZrGKTZtoUdkwhVLQrYe5kh_gTX4m8z0gHTO-nkPCjVJXI3HSEAlE/s1956/Screenshot%202023-12-21%20at%206.21.19%E2%80%AFPM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="992" data-original-width="1956" height="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMgZXj84k0HY2LkUaJBx3IRefZgUXh_g96B982htFQ9_dk9Z0prfy9cCdmtu-YoBvUv4U-PkAp9UkueSmrIoAexgYkIynEY2nn4y-ynfR7EAb0dEJkMJ3CTGXJ7Q-iUcqIgTGfukhZrGKTZtoUdkwhVLQrYe5kh_gTX4m8z0gHTO-nkPCjVJXI3HSEAlE/w640-h325/Screenshot%202023-12-21%20at%206.21.19%E2%80%AFPM.png" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>I subscribe to Bake From Scratch...it's a really fun magazine if you enjoy baking bread and desserts. One day I received an invitation to fill out an application for The Greatest Baker competition. For some crazy reason I filled it out, thinking "no way". But it doesn't hurt to try, right? Right. </p><p>To my surprise they accepted my application. And then the voting began ~ winners are 90% chosen by your friends, family....basically anyone you can convince to vote for you. I have made it through to the top 10...that was today....and now the voting starts for the top 5. I really doubt I will win this thing, but so far so good. If you feel so inclined to vote for me go <a href="http://greatestbaker.com/2023/yvonne-leiby" target="_blank">here....</a></p><p>Now for some cute photos of Zoē:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpKl0puXigC30XFWqaQG2vsZHhUTqEfztHMg3GLm3MywpZLx2sdetbRRFkZYqhAFTxYS21u2e99CaC4j0YmcgVXxGHrWnJAaLfsjcSLB55Xb2eMec_bCX3Pe3vVr61LyAAM1NsRpVa5sjrdXUMbQb_045zifRE-0ZFmQamLp_3fWBOdngXBtF330oYjtk/s4032/IMG_2668.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpKl0puXigC30XFWqaQG2vsZHhUTqEfztHMg3GLm3MywpZLx2sdetbRRFkZYqhAFTxYS21u2e99CaC4j0YmcgVXxGHrWnJAaLfsjcSLB55Xb2eMec_bCX3Pe3vVr61LyAAM1NsRpVa5sjrdXUMbQb_045zifRE-0ZFmQamLp_3fWBOdngXBtF330oYjtk/s320/IMG_2668.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>One of her favorite sleeping positions. I call this one little-slut-bunny :-)<p></p><p><br /> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEtL403kdudyRE52gPtK2fTMOqCMdgHTFu62b0CSw_NgWil09R8y6wyutSH1h0IT77SRZ5W7V9SH7JkJiC5XHL4TynwV9u4_XqlBwnLgaxrLEftid4rVYUfW0hf07KZdE8NFU987sUiRMnr7WlDviOYbE-GoroK16i13O0Is05BJlsAHOjSperetm65g/s4032/IMG_2652.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEtL403kdudyRE52gPtK2fTMOqCMdgHTFu62b0CSw_NgWil09R8y6wyutSH1h0IT77SRZ5W7V9SH7JkJiC5XHL4TynwV9u4_XqlBwnLgaxrLEftid4rVYUfW0hf07KZdE8NFU987sUiRMnr7WlDviOYbE-GoroK16i13O0Is05BJlsAHOjSperetm65g/s320/IMG_2652.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Sunbeams make a wonderful snoozing place...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU_gF_yKpZeGX33wNdb73UqdlzkDKsJnsdYINK4Kl_1D7uG-1fCaa1QRKky80rFVi4yK4DeQKA_ggiis5TfKJHWKhZ8_iwUXdXmrj2ltB_Y0bcFOsBX13Wsk7vS-y20Cgx63pae_i3IY_tQhJDZ0VnQVY0cL92OPWZNKymYJOYxCwM_Ijuaj3xVj4fKdY/s4032/IMG_2626.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU_gF_yKpZeGX33wNdb73UqdlzkDKsJnsdYINK4Kl_1D7uG-1fCaa1QRKky80rFVi4yK4DeQKA_ggiis5TfKJHWKhZ8_iwUXdXmrj2ltB_Y0bcFOsBX13Wsk7vS-y20Cgx63pae_i3IY_tQhJDZ0VnQVY0cL92OPWZNKymYJOYxCwM_Ijuaj3xVj4fKdY/s320/IMG_2626.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Zoē and Demitri do like napping together. They keep each other company, but not in the morning. Demitri is very grumpy in the morning, and is prone to snapping and growling. Once he's up and around, he is ok for the rest of the day. 😀</p><p>I have been baking for the last week, and I'm glad I'm done with it. Cookies, breads.....it's been quite exhausting! Other than my Grandkids, everyone else is getting stuff I've baked. My sourdough starter really liked all the attention, haha.</p><p>Enjoy your holiday! I'm still cooking but it will be easy ~ ham, salad, etc. I can't wait!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-76029191635967687432023-11-29T18:13:00.015-07:002023-11-29T18:17:50.898-07:00Heaven and hell........<p style="text-align: left;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiADy6G50Snjl4EFB8dHr5U2z23U4lD1ftgpVti40JxDZ7BT2iOQjPt4U6QfHXkDFwAY3YiB9Pdi-A27BlhJ3-7Wo44iDbXMHn1J9RC1dco2NK4m2LpvHlY_C7glNiFhimLEyvNZaJwsij33dMX6srO5inLfkGJtGEGN2okoh9XKkBZPXM5PiPcQ0LfKPA/s4032/IMG_2521.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiADy6G50Snjl4EFB8dHr5U2z23U4lD1ftgpVti40JxDZ7BT2iOQjPt4U6QfHXkDFwAY3YiB9Pdi-A27BlhJ3-7Wo44iDbXMHn1J9RC1dco2NK4m2LpvHlY_C7glNiFhimLEyvNZaJwsij33dMX6srO5inLfkGJtGEGN2okoh9XKkBZPXM5PiPcQ0LfKPA/w640-h480/IMG_2521.jpeg" width="640" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJyy38QGnO6DIoIBAjrXRtnAyNtVrM58-fmG6TotvVQbIKc819wNOyOc68MfSAD-VNeI5VMQRCcjmhNYsASDyJz58TmO_GeK5a7BI9knxZ60bMtOA7o6pTS7HHV910lTHd2ye8Wj9gq97Qladg_4UQX2QtL6bzlmSTq58G2-SpTJ6G-5lnfj-pSXohhQ/s4032/IMG_1271.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJyy38QGnO6DIoIBAjrXRtnAyNtVrM58-fmG6TotvVQbIKc819wNOyOc68MfSAD-VNeI5VMQRCcjmhNYsASDyJz58TmO_GeK5a7BI9knxZ60bMtOA7o6pTS7HHV910lTHd2ye8Wj9gq97Qladg_4UQX2QtL6bzlmSTq58G2-SpTJ6G-5lnfj-pSXohhQ/s320/IMG_1271.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>Youngest grandson<br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVUiCj1AXuqIo3TQLXwrzT8A7CGU8S7iCxlI3qM-e9zrAjcRTwKUcIZuU732tUizeC0X1LxbRJTrKYM3XkNG0G0fp2eY6M_ebos5EKxO7R0dsCREKNL79OqWFuJ8kkNYD-URHYjNLsQMKPFNSJcb1tXuqr_ailGbyWepOTAyfRNxMrEYXgzebUuj7rz0o/s4032/IMG_1278.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVUiCj1AXuqIo3TQLXwrzT8A7CGU8S7iCxlI3qM-e9zrAjcRTwKUcIZuU732tUizeC0X1LxbRJTrKYM3XkNG0G0fp2eY6M_ebos5EKxO7R0dsCREKNL79OqWFuJ8kkNYD-URHYjNLsQMKPFNSJcb1tXuqr_ailGbyWepOTAyfRNxMrEYXgzebUuj7rz0o/s320/IMG_1278.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>Son #1<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVnkG9xrh6zaqDU35RP2xzrwcJaBSB2sTrcrnvx1wwER5HL0hnvKTo9hKCludcGUYcCldWDk7UI_OdFn3SuiNwOE5aQ81M1gb1fjDlVpV1r8bIM9YVrOhRhZntnyJMaATX48Hcc4_QBvgp3GqMHDnT79mw3iyun0A1qXyRkunuZc_JEXoNnqgpsFE5AF8/s4032/IMG_2563.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVnkG9xrh6zaqDU35RP2xzrwcJaBSB2sTrcrnvx1wwER5HL0hnvKTo9hKCludcGUYcCldWDk7UI_OdFn3SuiNwOE5aQ81M1gb1fjDlVpV1r8bIM9YVrOhRhZntnyJMaATX48Hcc4_QBvgp3GqMHDnT79mw3iyun0A1qXyRkunuZc_JEXoNnqgpsFE5AF8/s320/IMG_2563.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>My beautiful daughter-in-law<br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> We drove to Texas and enjoyed Thanksgiving with the family, and it was great! What was not great? Well, they adopted a dog 4 days before we came, and surprisingly Demitri hated that dog. The kids we <i>always loud. </i>Especially the 4 year old and 7 year old. Holy cow, I was wishing for ear plugs. Does that make me sound like an old codger? I suppose it does, and I suppose I am! Haha</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We had a nice hotel, Tru by Hilton. They don't put storage in these new hotels though. They supposedly had storage under the bed, but we couldn't get it to open. So all our crap was stacked around the room like some kind of Jackson Pollock painting. It was cold too, windy and with some sprinkles on Thanksgiving. The next day was pretty nice, so we went for a hike with the younger son...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj09nR16zdMkvcdRTd23U__RqFW4U99rce-9Zg_Txeec_Gwb-EBo6prkF38fJbHDtRaC_I9-FBg9_P0U7G8R78zS2CicPrjYLVCrO33TzRnVJ_u6Tmh7MeLnCjy04vXnp8XWNzo97wZ8w5gXi9B_eN0T2ItEEjGGq6-BfE6njZJwH01Vz75tuEXUzDhXeI/s4032/IMG_2566.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj09nR16zdMkvcdRTd23U__RqFW4U99rce-9Zg_Txeec_Gwb-EBo6prkF38fJbHDtRaC_I9-FBg9_P0U7G8R78zS2CicPrjYLVCrO33TzRnVJ_u6Tmh7MeLnCjy04vXnp8XWNzo97wZ8w5gXi9B_eN0T2ItEEjGGq6-BfE6njZJwH01Vz75tuEXUzDhXeI/s320/IMG_2566.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div> Son #2<br /><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigg-v6He8_B75tThgaWt7Hj0BGdaDPb2k9EtaNFRexjEef71bqxsSQ6ZeqHa-Mmlp1NQ9W5aX-UVT774QtGuPTnrreHqT9_wz1gKIFMUwEfyBS7M-mWJr26XtqC2xohJ2-S76Fj-InWhZBZe269hJ8AHHFGJYMoBw6rM877XDwInXyxHzAIBTpdi_ZSgY/s4032/IMG_2535.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigg-v6He8_B75tThgaWt7Hj0BGdaDPb2k9EtaNFRexjEef71bqxsSQ6ZeqHa-Mmlp1NQ9W5aX-UVT774QtGuPTnrreHqT9_wz1gKIFMUwEfyBS7M-mWJr26XtqC2xohJ2-S76Fj-InWhZBZe269hJ8AHHFGJYMoBw6rM877XDwInXyxHzAIBTpdi_ZSgY/s320/IMG_2535.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">All of this part was Heaven, to be with family during my favorite holiday! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Unfortunately, there is the hell part. We had a long travel day to Joplin on Sunday, and we were really worried that going through Dallas would be awful, but it wasn't too bad at all. I hate driving through Dallas.....it's a lot easier with gps instead of a paper map though! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I always thought Demitri enjoyed car rides, but the longer rides made him so anxious. He panted and whined and couldn't figure out that if he would just sleep it would be better. He wandered and tried to jump in the front, but couldn't because he was leashed into the back seat. Thankfully! It drove me nuts.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The next day we drove for 12 hours. Oh, wait I drove 12 hours. Romeo prefers I drive because sometimes I will get car sick. But I can't do 12 hours like I did 5 years ago. My entire body ached. My back, my neck, even my hands from gripping the steering wheel. I sort of screwed up that leg of the trip. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Making matters worse, Demitri had become a bit constipated ~ gee so it's not just people, lol ~ and he took a crap on the dog bed we had in the back seat (and smeared it around a bit, like frosting). That got tossed. I cleaned up as well as I could with baby wipes, and we went on. The next day was the beginning of the 12 hour drive, and I insisted we put Demitri in the crate, which was much better. We picked up Zòi and began the long 10 hour drive to Amarillo. Poor things, I think she was a little car sick and threw up two or three times. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So, the scent of dog poop, the scent of dog vomit, and everything else. Ugh. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We did get home from Amarillo about 10:30 am, and Romeo did unpack and washed his clothes. I just took care of the dog and took some ibuprophen and hoped my back would feel better soon. I slept like the dead. But my back is still a little sore. And I have UTI on top of everything else. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was great to pick up the puppy though! Of course, like all puppies, she is so cute. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcv1wMgFs4Wd8ijOuWj0-Gx5Ob29JRwMiqxK4lEl6sUvzTNL9XmDCK3a6sA_uiJlP3nBqQ50uGYLJQrkqj7M8rgGejI6E_2X8pCzsF67csm5Sjfu3ETqtndL9hVJtmDE4PIWrJB6a7Z1KQ9Cxbb85S5YfPQje0mg3zifkkSPjj6c6zhwq1T4DlSjsf9S4/s4032/IMG_2598.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcv1wMgFs4Wd8ijOuWj0-Gx5Ob29JRwMiqxK4lEl6sUvzTNL9XmDCK3a6sA_uiJlP3nBqQ50uGYLJQrkqj7M8rgGejI6E_2X8pCzsF67csm5Sjfu3ETqtndL9hVJtmDE4PIWrJB6a7Z1KQ9Cxbb85S5YfPQje0mg3zifkkSPjj6c6zhwq1T4DlSjsf9S4/s320/IMG_2598.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPP2x21SwMrpzGAp9Sn2trF7ma013YJAn8KzFCBCdeQc0lPxHI2DERsI01VpMMl6J0tXiQAllgp4xPUY_VCnoQpD9X9vSOhDPmtiX9fWSAcYvMzO0nff9WqhjgvQWw_SsihCDk6WXPc7_VBeBHGgMxKIVpuey6qHzkuMeqFKdgj-yOBFQHHB5QUzLSEEM/s2184/IMG_2576.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1981" data-original-width="2184" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPP2x21SwMrpzGAp9Sn2trF7ma013YJAn8KzFCBCdeQc0lPxHI2DERsI01VpMMl6J0tXiQAllgp4xPUY_VCnoQpD9X9vSOhDPmtiX9fWSAcYvMzO0nff9WqhjgvQWw_SsihCDk6WXPc7_VBeBHGgMxKIVpuey6qHzkuMeqFKdgj-yOBFQHHB5QUzLSEEM/s320/IMG_2576.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUPiHPRR9O5L2mNybm4ARcbITEfTptOgeMWK66GUQK87D9rtzH17GZ12docOpE7V80VcJQytlWOOpmbv0-RGH2fiqxufpdBdeonyb_wrfXTVa89tTpSVoVlMy8qGt0B0Bj9RE-24dednKVxP1WGnjM_fp9yLcz8mW9Rwy3FBxBBlOyoOBzPRYlKaW0BHc/s4032/IMG_1287.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUPiHPRR9O5L2mNybm4ARcbITEfTptOgeMWK66GUQK87D9rtzH17GZ12docOpE7V80VcJQytlWOOpmbv0-RGH2fiqxufpdBdeonyb_wrfXTVa89tTpSVoVlMy8qGt0B0Bj9RE-24dednKVxP1WGnjM_fp9yLcz8mW9Rwy3FBxBBlOyoOBzPRYlKaW0BHc/s320/IMG_1287.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>Well, I better go see what she"s doing now!<p></p><p style="text-align: left;">Love, 365<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-90037973980738774922023-11-16T13:21:00.002-07:002023-11-16T13:21:55.165-07:00Happy Thanksgiving to you all!.....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52VfTBZvfU_G6fRccD-8Mf33Pugc779pYH9LmcnOCP84jCtdglfamxKl72bT9KdTsUMBTe6crEUUwj608Dzxsy2IWFm8MWsNFjM78UTQHU5WB5FvTeEARtwXsMErRYKrk3YJb7qaUgOachRvswoW51Mc84mzZYaRpEfRaHbNIJvPdKVSlMZh3qD-t2Go/s794/Screenshot%202023-11-16%20at%2012.53.32%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="794" data-original-width="438" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52VfTBZvfU_G6fRccD-8Mf33Pugc779pYH9LmcnOCP84jCtdglfamxKl72bT9KdTsUMBTe6crEUUwj608Dzxsy2IWFm8MWsNFjM78UTQHU5WB5FvTeEARtwXsMErRYKrk3YJb7qaUgOachRvswoW51Mc84mzZYaRpEfRaHbNIJvPdKVSlMZh3qD-t2Go/w354-h640/Screenshot%202023-11-16%20at%2012.53.32%20PM.png" width="354" /></a></div>Bad time to be a tasty bird, indeed :-)<p></p><p>I am posting this a little early, as we will be having Thanksgiving with quite a bit of family...we are excited to all be together. It has been many years since we've all gathered for this ~ my favorite holiday, mostly because it's about eating together and games played. Dominoes and cards and yahtzee and scrabble. The football game will be going on for those that don't like games, and Demitri will be in heaven with all the scents and treats.</p><p>Of course, lots to do in preparation. Luckily I only need to do bread, and the rest have divided up the bird and the sides. </p><p>This is the time of year I really miss my Mom, she loved Thanksgiving...although she would have probably enjoyed more help in the kitchen, haha.</p><p>Our Priest's wife came over this morning for a lesson in sourdough baking. She is a really wonderful person. A wee bit frazzled over having to manage 5 kids in the morning though ~ and no wonder. The youngest are twin girls, and I think that's where most of the drama comes from :-) We went through all the steps of making the dough, and since I had dough in the fridge ready to bake, she took home a loaf of still very warm sourdough. Luckily, we had great oven spring and esthetics (which I was quick to point out is not the end all and be all, since in the end will be eaten anyway, haha). It was fun. </p><p>We've had lovely weather, in the 60s and sunny. Although I would like something more around the low 70s, it's still nice outside. I wish I still had my garden going, but my herbs are still going ok except for the basil. Basil just doesn't like cooler weather.</p><p>I have been experimenting with water bath canning which I find pleasurable. So far I've made the basil jelly, spiced jelly (with strawberries and cranberries), the prickly pear jelly and the newest was roasted pear-garlic preserves. It can be an addicting hobby. But I'm no end of the world prepper. If the world comes apart (which it seems to be on it's way) I'll just quietly die with most everyone else. People are mean. If they know you have a huge stash of something, I have no doubt they would happily kill to have it. I know The Walking Dead was just a tv series, but I think humans would act very much like they did on that show. </p><p><br /> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQwwvNBOgz-gE_Al92CI-ZKccis37LIZSTT08J-llVvviRvosvKhA3q5eUYxXaZ5KrIlWM3VpJN9QGDRZJCccpI6_cLnZ6QgFZYTpd2II7dtlj0ZWOKa-j4Idalhu_94XrefSNYNtip1aWCnwI0tefx7OWUwlt0CWP8IoCRIDwZCU0e71hf3maV519wfU/s4032/IMG_2490.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQwwvNBOgz-gE_Al92CI-ZKccis37LIZSTT08J-llVvviRvosvKhA3q5eUYxXaZ5KrIlWM3VpJN9QGDRZJCccpI6_cLnZ6QgFZYTpd2II7dtlj0ZWOKa-j4Idalhu_94XrefSNYNtip1aWCnwI0tefx7OWUwlt0CWP8IoCRIDwZCU0e71hf3maV519wfU/s320/IMG_2490.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Roasted pear-garlic preserves...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2DxoLEpzYW_MTgoahBFm_9MKnziN7T9xM-ZOyKWk_sGoEWI3-3ja2Kf2Hx-wxmofgjxjX9RjBtG7Ul2I8FrDBnDEDfyHEfpSG3gONsi8qVbhe7M9FswcVEG19k7lyFP_Kq8xsGyMbg_7jYxO8Gi7I3Bpy8cqxIPtHpGW_UVghzqhRSsy2POGcMUe97G4/s4032/IMG_2473.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2DxoLEpzYW_MTgoahBFm_9MKnziN7T9xM-ZOyKWk_sGoEWI3-3ja2Kf2Hx-wxmofgjxjX9RjBtG7Ul2I8FrDBnDEDfyHEfpSG3gONsi8qVbhe7M9FswcVEG19k7lyFP_Kq8xsGyMbg_7jYxO8Gi7I3Bpy8cqxIPtHpGW_UVghzqhRSsy2POGcMUe97G4/s320/IMG_2473.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Spiced Christmas jelly.......</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVTYuVCvs_o4zqvlFBCDeziisiTCrc1fXNvK9RPUFW3mQji53gqeiSlARRBeiMU5jKDS2YtKU-PbK9JywSBMaPpyGawmLTA7_HS2kR7avg5LYhlhmQdECmo6Fm55SA3ernWQQ_Zit35iS_97xRKaviZZdamtszsADKde_6I4cMvGqT4M1vZu6313BZyUU/s2177/IMG_2468.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2142" data-original-width="2177" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVTYuVCvs_o4zqvlFBCDeziisiTCrc1fXNvK9RPUFW3mQji53gqeiSlARRBeiMU5jKDS2YtKU-PbK9JywSBMaPpyGawmLTA7_HS2kR7avg5LYhlhmQdECmo6Fm55SA3ernWQQ_Zit35iS_97xRKaviZZdamtszsADKde_6I4cMvGqT4M1vZu6313BZyUU/s320/IMG_2468.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Basil jelly, which is what started it all. I had a huge amount of basil and I didn't want to make a lot of pesto, so I made the jelly too.</p><p>It's time to do some laundry, I still have a lot to do! I hope you find plenty of things to feel thankful for this Thanksgiving.</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-73614198405054542762023-11-02T10:08:00.004-06:002023-11-02T10:08:58.846-06:00Why can't we talk to people anymore?....<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGr2_AH2K0vZUWeJlVfOQ7s5rWmtTuD_uhlD9u0QCKoHO3WIzgb1ocyQNbVymBMHsY20w15nypJt-VPG7LulssFuAHS4Y_RhSWZwgmhUFFnccKPQhMouIKtObFvSw9uQmL3FCvZFc2LmIOzVCyJifyO1vAIeXHtwdHVD81LMziG-J7RYvJMnKteOX7dQQ/s2532/IMG_2442.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2532" data-original-width="1170" height="439" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGr2_AH2K0vZUWeJlVfOQ7s5rWmtTuD_uhlD9u0QCKoHO3WIzgb1ocyQNbVymBMHsY20w15nypJt-VPG7LulssFuAHS4Y_RhSWZwgmhUFFnccKPQhMouIKtObFvSw9uQmL3FCvZFc2LmIOzVCyJifyO1vAIeXHtwdHVD81LMziG-J7RYvJMnKteOX7dQQ/w274-h439/IMG_2442.png" width="274" /></a></div>3 years ago, we switched from Verizon to Xfinity for our cell service. It was so great, we were paying about $25-30 a month. My last bill was $86 ~ they recently changed the way the service works. In the meantime, Verizon offers an unlimited plan for $25 per month. So, I still need to figure out if I want to switch, which is such a pain. <p></p><p>I called Xfinity, and the automated service sent me a link to the chat. Normally I don't mind the chat, but with them the wait is long, and sometimes ~ as with this particular time ~ the first person I was chatting with dropped and I had to wait again for someone else to pick up the ball. I even posted "can't I just talk to someone?" and that was ignored. We could have actually spoken to each other and resolved this issue in minutes. Instead I had to put up with texting each other. </p><p>Remember when you could actually speak to someone? I guess that's no longer an option. AI is going to take over all this soon. I might enjoy that better than being ignored.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtlNvpcK2iY5zmMIXON0jw9SFqlMI_U8AiPyuJPcIMsAgb3m3N5A3FKLCK5IyU8n-KjjE1ycQm0ljQtBAWlIekSjs0_NpSUIfVrPH_T25maDT_Z2kFSefst-Gk8-ppkzSL5BYbfMPnm8c6obkmBX2suVnD7FC_79-aPPzO46VkgnoVi_LsEY0Lb7Vciy8/s1600/image000001.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtlNvpcK2iY5zmMIXON0jw9SFqlMI_U8AiPyuJPcIMsAgb3m3N5A3FKLCK5IyU8n-KjjE1ycQm0ljQtBAWlIekSjs0_NpSUIfVrPH_T25maDT_Z2kFSefst-Gk8-ppkzSL5BYbfMPnm8c6obkmBX2suVnD7FC_79-aPPzO46VkgnoVi_LsEY0Lb7Vciy8/w300-h400/image000001.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><p>After we go to Texas to have Thanksgiving with our boys and grandkids (yay!) we're going to the same breeder we got Demitri from to pick up this cute little girl. We're naming her Zói (pronounced Zoey). I never thought Romeo would agree to another dog, but he's as excited as I am. At least I have a clear picture of puppy hood, because I recall every minute of last year! I know it's crazy. But I can't wait. Demitri will enjoy having a buddy, although he might be a bit confused at first. We've almost always had two dogs, but with Sioux's heath issues, it just wasn't a good time. </p><p>So get ready for more puppy antics and adorable puppy pictures.</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-35223525571637614012023-10-28T09:57:00.003-06:002023-10-28T09:57:39.788-06:00Flavors of fall and other useless endeavors......<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJMt2Hg-51WPBytHRsyMs8Zh70d3TByKQOXOkYcWGLGGvET3nt-byw87YOGloCNyosgDfoXHUusgbmIkKr17FHCduwyTBHSNc__kZAxMVHobzYZjOoPf72aKHjxXVx6Q98pinLeKGBtiQmxmcZ_zShEAciWT97l63BTR2yZ7GmEHjTqUaSeHGBerrs6jw/s4032/IMG_2436.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJMt2Hg-51WPBytHRsyMs8Zh70d3TByKQOXOkYcWGLGGvET3nt-byw87YOGloCNyosgDfoXHUusgbmIkKr17FHCduwyTBHSNc__kZAxMVHobzYZjOoPf72aKHjxXVx6Q98pinLeKGBtiQmxmcZ_zShEAciWT97l63BTR2yZ7GmEHjTqUaSeHGBerrs6jw/s320/IMG_2436.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>Before I get into the flavors thing, look at the flowers I scored at the grocery store. Marked down from 9.99 to 2 bucks. I bought two and put this together ~ there was only one stem of flowers that I had to throw out. I have this huge square vase with a wide mouth that I figured I'd never use, but it's great for two bouquets.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSbeBkp6mw_IxBAa4GqsVHc0ybzeD9m2rg13Ja4d8oHlz1cCc4K4k1FC_91sgsP0TSB48EUkPGIYtbLjy4-cTExChhFikKbg4sVCxsOJIGhdRWbKb539HzT0t_5uFTs-GUkqC2kA9LeqB0KWNWRGKVi-2gcTSd2PjUXAO30Q7vpiC-GtJUed7BM4w-cao/s4032/IMG_2426.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSbeBkp6mw_IxBAa4GqsVHc0ybzeD9m2rg13Ja4d8oHlz1cCc4K4k1FC_91sgsP0TSB48EUkPGIYtbLjy4-cTExChhFikKbg4sVCxsOJIGhdRWbKb539HzT0t_5uFTs-GUkqC2kA9LeqB0KWNWRGKVi-2gcTSd2PjUXAO30Q7vpiC-GtJUed7BM4w-cao/s320/IMG_2426.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>I baked some whole wheat bread with sunflowers seeds in the dough and on the top, but those top seeds go flying off when you slice it. Otherwise it was really good!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSOZoX6qabbin-qKHov34Sr-AzVaME_pRjGzTrxV5l1D8sE5Z0xH6-FaQ_6BQudtG6ERqPKIJlbem0vfUcsgoMQSsfkpbU7xmwB4DUzffcxVfHATQNazMnreN9v-7kLpiUwb_e414bsimSpqyq2h0vpjc2X-9vKWUhzDXV5CXn3OcqA70DfLFN3EL3Ro/s575/FullSizeRender.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="561" data-original-width="575" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSOZoX6qabbin-qKHov34Sr-AzVaME_pRjGzTrxV5l1D8sE5Z0xH6-FaQ_6BQudtG6ERqPKIJlbem0vfUcsgoMQSsfkpbU7xmwB4DUzffcxVfHATQNazMnreN9v-7kLpiUwb_e414bsimSpqyq2h0vpjc2X-9vKWUhzDXV5CXn3OcqA70DfLFN3EL3Ro/s320/FullSizeRender.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>I broke the branch when I was installing some supports for the pepper plants, so this teeny bell pepper ended up in our salad. It was really cute, and perfectly formed. Unfortunately I have tons of peppers (I didn't realize they are a fall crop, I thought it would be more continuous like tomatoes) and we are due to have a freeze on Sunday night. So, I guess I'll be inundated with green tomatoes and bell peppers. </p><p>I'm going to miss my garden. I enjoyed checking on it every morning with my coffee, eating the garden tomatoes, and the delicious stuffed peppers we've had. One was with beef, the other was vegan with barley and tomatoes. </p><p>While enjoying my pedicure (thank you Devini, the best pedicurist I've ever had!) she was telling me she made her own pumpkin butter in the crock pot, so I tried that yesterday. It was good, but the next time I'll cut back on the sugar. It was too sweet for my taste. Romeo loves it though, he has quite the sweet tooth.</p><p>Well, I need to get back to a project I started 4 days ago. Enjoy your weekend!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-61220428486078002142023-10-17T19:20:00.001-06:002023-10-17T19:20:12.552-06:00Where does the time go?????<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc9B6p6prQkxr2MStaiPBavBY-S-I9pnWhgMxlmSoX6etGFA4EGR4D3nKtoeS128ikDZz91Oii-6CxDEoJCLGycCcAq1vrxD64gnU-VDILOcZKEYX1Z5ECnAquDo2I-Koq1mqIJxKzFf0M5aoCh8qC3Gsow7VxtxrRJNyS9LXVWOzDfZzHSKtBTa12qtM/s2048/IMG_2372.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc9B6p6prQkxr2MStaiPBavBY-S-I9pnWhgMxlmSoX6etGFA4EGR4D3nKtoeS128ikDZz91Oii-6CxDEoJCLGycCcAq1vrxD64gnU-VDILOcZKEYX1Z5ECnAquDo2I-Koq1mqIJxKzFf0M5aoCh8qC3Gsow7VxtxrRJNyS9LXVWOzDfZzHSKtBTa12qtM/s320/IMG_2372.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div> <p></p><p>I traveled to Texas to attend my 50th reunion ~ John Marshall High School ~ Go Rams! Ha ha It was fun, but no more of those. Just look at all that grey hair (me included)! And I just don't see any reason to go again. It was great to visit my sister and brother-in-law though. We did a little hiking... </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYJ8WjvhHOkOa6D1t-ZPloEh3za5xXnkbirOHKvGD5Z06Yn3dNlNRmjU2M-EJ0D_Ld_RR-Gpli2kED-MGjFD0HPJbd71NcxnypR1u4yYJCdstz4x_DxAjkG6Nh2wrByqE34dWumygq7m0yndeZF5Zy4TV6UfxGoZcgN8xOPJnJXO564az6_82RmbJ0MMI/s4032/IMG_2337.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYJ8WjvhHOkOa6D1t-ZPloEh3za5xXnkbirOHKvGD5Z06Yn3dNlNRmjU2M-EJ0D_Ld_RR-Gpli2kED-MGjFD0HPJbd71NcxnypR1u4yYJCdstz4x_DxAjkG6Nh2wrByqE34dWumygq7m0yndeZF5Zy4TV6UfxGoZcgN8xOPJnJXO564az6_82RmbJ0MMI/s320/IMG_2337.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>We went to (dis)Enchanted Rock and hiked the huge granite dome....Romeo is the one who named it disenchanted, haha. Oh it was hot. Mid 90s. No breeze. And of course no trees for a brief respite from the heat. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg36de-06Gr_p3VO4qmQ9phlKhelQzBBSKQF0JP-2glVL4aRxtlq3yfQDQfYFhHIfZPGbS0hA2kPXR1dOnZYuIYdbSu1Bsw4WCsuvi0xZwrSFXdAGcYFM9HyGRscIEYS4ol2IHih14wfByDgnWrOLlFyObl34frcM0sKqIyVlUu8fEdJpdGLUTD_j-_KzE/s4032/IMG_2340.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg36de-06Gr_p3VO4qmQ9phlKhelQzBBSKQF0JP-2glVL4aRxtlq3yfQDQfYFhHIfZPGbS0hA2kPXR1dOnZYuIYdbSu1Bsw4WCsuvi0xZwrSFXdAGcYFM9HyGRscIEYS4ol2IHih14wfByDgnWrOLlFyObl34frcM0sKqIyVlUu8fEdJpdGLUTD_j-_KzE/s320/IMG_2340.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_LwrCRoYcuQjgBf47TeoD-q9KsMgtWgYQgz9NphkZokTcOIlTGQ1JNvuk5cbyoHQkV9CYXc8L9i35Q5y4Tzwo8F-kEwE0nN1XIZQ4YY85n0IAGVxV_9z5Pna488Oiqo7gpUOIsyg0VVNbM47DHPLI0z0-vi-1cYjeTZw_Pn58rz-1uZH5I00V5_Kl60/s4032/IMG_2348.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_LwrCRoYcuQjgBf47TeoD-q9KsMgtWgYQgz9NphkZokTcOIlTGQ1JNvuk5cbyoHQkV9CYXc8L9i35Q5y4Tzwo8F-kEwE0nN1XIZQ4YY85n0IAGVxV_9z5Pna488Oiqo7gpUOIsyg0VVNbM47DHPLI0z0-vi-1cYjeTZw_Pn58rz-1uZH5I00V5_Kl60/s320/IMG_2348.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>We also planned to hike at Lost Maples, but it was raining too hard to go. That didn't stop us from taking a photo by the entrance, haha</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwHkGu7PrL0ffw-USLOCCo2TGk2p_7ni73TuOUTaEpq0I4jEVbztQX_i1mrra4FgSay71jXQ83OAwee_mqbHkmrKfe52P4LuSrYLTNRE2TH411upgCoQrovonBsTTHNGvCY6Ftn-AzrYu5RZXds4zOvpKRosl1ouBvUNzU7c3GUmEXqUCQtRxAXdtyoY/s4032/IMG_2382.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwHkGu7PrL0ffw-USLOCCo2TGk2p_7ni73TuOUTaEpq0I4jEVbztQX_i1mrra4FgSay71jXQ83OAwee_mqbHkmrKfe52P4LuSrYLTNRE2TH411upgCoQrovonBsTTHNGvCY6Ftn-AzrYu5RZXds4zOvpKRosl1ouBvUNzU7c3GUmEXqUCQtRxAXdtyoY/s320/IMG_2382.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>We took a different way back, and encountered Stonehenge!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheWeX7VpYfIfLBqpbDIwgT1-1F8YAWrsHxcam6d0OMu3cEzPOfaFPfUb6yi7t0pTxW57J2J5NW0asmxv4GOuZydCjEb36jhIF9D8_HbsyEn1txao4p0JIFiLG-OkMCIEW0zvF03OwZnO2oInI68Lp3aLtUl9mAkUeOajGuz_lpH5R5bAiuJxuVhlehU9M/s4032/IMG_2389.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheWeX7VpYfIfLBqpbDIwgT1-1F8YAWrsHxcam6d0OMu3cEzPOfaFPfUb6yi7t0pTxW57J2J5NW0asmxv4GOuZydCjEb36jhIF9D8_HbsyEn1txao4p0JIFiLG-OkMCIEW0zvF03OwZnO2oInI68Lp3aLtUl9mAkUeOajGuz_lpH5R5bAiuJxuVhlehU9M/s320/IMG_2389.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Yes, there is a miniature Stonehenge in Ingram, Texas. They were setting up to have some kind of party during the eclipse. That would have been fun!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAV9mC-sMubE4sS84Xx53E0MBmLWRqzE7MygZKTYE91duJk-RoaNlvd6F7Y1V8JChdv6wlh6qZPgawBvhSCNTjJwoy6j4umfPpWGZnmb4rHCZQYtc0mQDosLIrtClIp_5zLxlpHYwqybDn8rYQYMey57Emswj6zGdh3zZaQMmDgUdkC5AR53Ox1rfyB8/s4032/IMG_2387.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAV9mC-sMubE4sS84Xx53E0MBmLWRqzE7MygZKTYE91duJk-RoaNlvd6F7Y1V8JChdv6wlh6qZPgawBvhSCNTjJwoy6j4umfPpWGZnmb4rHCZQYtc0mQDosLIrtClIp_5zLxlpHYwqybDn8rYQYMey57Emswj6zGdh3zZaQMmDgUdkC5AR53Ox1rfyB8/s320/IMG_2387.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>But wait! There's more.....</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCPM9QsZNs1L9b_XHpJtH3hEBrzPYq8_pOYL43-HFtAiEt6QZDoaArYsXoiiGB3_HFW_aE8In_5PEU80zgNIybxShKZDt3CEatFgLOwjI7ud5sGi3O_-f80yAgCq14NKVb4574aNBL4AzAjUlDZMuv0az_c6seXmosyjKR6vfV0XPVN4BzAHgBFQe7Ik/s4032/IMG_2392.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCPM9QsZNs1L9b_XHpJtH3hEBrzPYq8_pOYL43-HFtAiEt6QZDoaArYsXoiiGB3_HFW_aE8In_5PEU80zgNIybxShKZDt3CEatFgLOwjI7ud5sGi3O_-f80yAgCq14NKVb4574aNBL4AzAjUlDZMuv0az_c6seXmosyjKR6vfV0XPVN4BzAHgBFQe7Ik/s320/IMG_2392.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Yes, they also had Easter Island Heads. Weird, right? Texas ~ it's a whole 'nother country.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwyHcDJLD6bys6dbR43jEiewuHbJmlSUfZvizL5XPLz3R6gHzntcw8jMEFS__gMYxuv7Jus0t3_yxAGx23EUbWGXAG74IU2CVHkiluQnqDBQ83ZYUVKIHF59qKRRefELqgAFPVbdkTC0N6b9Pu2VYy-lnFnuh3M_QoFQ-_7gdOlr8ly_Q9GVZn0ci0lc/s4032/IMG_2391.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwyHcDJLD6bys6dbR43jEiewuHbJmlSUfZvizL5XPLz3R6gHzntcw8jMEFS__gMYxuv7Jus0t3_yxAGx23EUbWGXAG74IU2CVHkiluQnqDBQ83ZYUVKIHF59qKRRefELqgAFPVbdkTC0N6b9Pu2VYy-lnFnuh3M_QoFQ-_7gdOlr8ly_Q9GVZn0ci0lc/s320/IMG_2391.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Mr Head had a runny nose, so I asked my sis to help him out.... 😀</p><p>I had a good time, but as always it's great to be home. My garden had really grown in a week. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZazN-xet8a3uzOBT_KCAh9jiNyvMbOYtjyckLsHGRxepHJ2JBVaML4E0tl1EGYHqfQVWQlXMx09-2OulCZ0K_yWiP7OWiOb8Ob-kziUbXID5hyUNkumvTdomzD73Hq5_V-7NAhHs-HJcX_wLUMax3PS99Un1kHPIwpHBB8KqnVRvzKQHoHhO4gsE2wUE/s4032/IMG_2404.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZazN-xet8a3uzOBT_KCAh9jiNyvMbOYtjyckLsHGRxepHJ2JBVaML4E0tl1EGYHqfQVWQlXMx09-2OulCZ0K_yWiP7OWiOb8Ob-kziUbXID5hyUNkumvTdomzD73Hq5_V-7NAhHs-HJcX_wLUMax3PS99Un1kHPIwpHBB8KqnVRvzKQHoHhO4gsE2wUE/s320/IMG_2404.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKaW8vZXG1e0K42Bd6LhlADsu95gkyhtYb2jF_o2b9_mkfaaIA9-hVciYuz_OYiTss55M0f9FCd03Cij3GALXvpHPMsG9x1y3FYlA4ciLWODYQ77GLSPSRVRyQUsiI1rJAy8ChJb7LMZj733QV_8Du9jjKl5WWpfVXosWyMUaca33g5OQtbKgXjR08dZo/s4032/IMG_2401.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKaW8vZXG1e0K42Bd6LhlADsu95gkyhtYb2jF_o2b9_mkfaaIA9-hVciYuz_OYiTss55M0f9FCd03Cij3GALXvpHPMsG9x1y3FYlA4ciLWODYQ77GLSPSRVRyQUsiI1rJAy8ChJb7LMZj733QV_8Du9jjKl5WWpfVXosWyMUaca33g5OQtbKgXjR08dZo/s320/IMG_2401.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>On a whim I picked 10 pounds of prickly pear fruit and made jelly..</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh-MKQsQKUgNp0lXQYWsbxpXrWClFb_dh17BrWriYMfJVKNyGmnpqgLj2WxoNlTF85vep7Nkqn6rDhvUWf7jH5GhhIfnfn-eu8CBj0jyWZii42R5xrQHoiEtJVzCXbwn3hgDgKlDK5-byu5hC9GUYpVhKCO2OvK11n3iRx90Qqdqyr-1-rXVq1wM594mY/s3106/IMG_2410.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3106" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh-MKQsQKUgNp0lXQYWsbxpXrWClFb_dh17BrWriYMfJVKNyGmnpqgLj2WxoNlTF85vep7Nkqn6rDhvUWf7jH5GhhIfnfn-eu8CBj0jyWZii42R5xrQHoiEtJVzCXbwn3hgDgKlDK5-byu5hC9GUYpVhKCO2OvK11n3iRx90Qqdqyr-1-rXVq1wM594mY/s320/IMG_2410.jpeg" width="312" /></a></div><p>I never made jelly before, and it turned out really good. So I went and picked some more for the next batch, which is de-prickled and peeled, hanging out in the freezer. </p><p>The Greek Festival/Balloon Fiesta is done too, so life is slowing down to a more normal pace.</p><p>Also had laundry and unpacking, and working 3 days at the Festival. So, I guess I answered my own question, time flies when you're having fun!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-52464660056303547672023-09-13T18:03:00.001-06:002023-09-13T18:03:28.232-06:00I am tired.......<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4m_iZmoTit_QOMSw5oBq8VQpGT6XSy_Vcfo6hrcXfrzVFNZx1PHv6VhpViY4NElmGCgFee9VH2Uj7n57m9YRBP8KHMu3KaUjBjn3wNqS6ePxvdB9IAZ3GTmwNNqitpdN2rb45YBED0ap3X90xHLUxg8NCNLAEdwVOPvEZj3P-5-2o1CBYdnR0h6rZD0/s2048/IMG_2289.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4m_iZmoTit_QOMSw5oBq8VQpGT6XSy_Vcfo6hrcXfrzVFNZx1PHv6VhpViY4NElmGCgFee9VH2Uj7n57m9YRBP8KHMu3KaUjBjn3wNqS6ePxvdB9IAZ3GTmwNNqitpdN2rb45YBED0ap3X90xHLUxg8NCNLAEdwVOPvEZj3P-5-2o1CBYdnR0h6rZD0/s320/IMG_2289.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>See all that tsoureki? We made the dough, waited awhile for it to rise, braided it, egg washed it, put sesame seeds on it, baked them, put them on racks to cool, then put them all in bags and stuffed them in the freezer. Sounds easy, doesn't it? <p></p><p>I arrived at the hall at 7:10am so that I could get things ready, like make coffee, pull out the large bowls we use for the dough, make sure we had all the spices out. <br /></p><p>The head baker had a baby shower for her daughter, so she couldn't come. She would not loan me her keys to all the various closets for supplies. Of course we forgot a few things......scales to measure out the portions of dough, fans (for cooling the bread, unless you want to wait another hour, lol), twist ties for the bags. In the meantime, two of the ovens weren't working. I forgot to get salad to go with the lunch one of our bakers made. </p><p>Worst of all, the racks, which are pictured above, were stacked to the gills with cookies and other stuff. We had to pull out the carts out, remove all the crap from the two racks and roll them out into the hall ~ made worse knowing that at the end of the day we would have to roll them back in and put all the crap back on. </p><p>In the meantime, I washed a million dishes, swept out the closet, washed a few more dishes, tried to start the other ovens ~ that we don't use unless the "good" ones aren't working. I know there's a lot of other things I did, and when I left a 4pm I was totally exhausted. The worst part is that we are going to do this all over again this Saturday. I am not looking forward to it. </p><p>I will be glad when the baking is over. I am really sick of doing it two afternoons a week. And here I was so happy that I could help out after I retired. Stupid.</p><p>In other news, I finally rented the car for when I go to the reunion, and visit with my sis. It will be so good to go out of town. I need a little break!! Even if it's still hot, I will be happy to see family and hang out. </p><p>Love, 365 <br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-82454134145884874982023-08-19T09:48:00.001-06:002023-08-19T09:48:21.509-06:00The best of intentions.....<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxrjirHe11FOGA2mtCQwQ6vWNUo7HrYiM5uKZwS1gsUmkpwszUbCHdmruaCQ3-Na0tcdwIWIYEtXPM6FXxDotN64-MeWDS4PjeuXK5tpOPNryd_5TiX9pL_rQe6THR8GutMhE-aOdkkxkkgOlN8_7xa6YtEGQw59Iyu4ZqlL23PrH2e1fdrnC5GiUMv-Q/s1442/IMG_2194.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1442" data-original-width="1170" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxrjirHe11FOGA2mtCQwQ6vWNUo7HrYiM5uKZwS1gsUmkpwszUbCHdmruaCQ3-Na0tcdwIWIYEtXPM6FXxDotN64-MeWDS4PjeuXK5tpOPNryd_5TiX9pL_rQe6THR8GutMhE-aOdkkxkkgOlN8_7xa6YtEGQw59Iyu4ZqlL23PrH2e1fdrnC5GiUMv-Q/s320/IMG_2194.jpeg" width="260" /></a></div>I made a pact with myself to write more often, but ahhhh. I just didn't. I don't spend much time in my office anymore. It's unorganized, and I just can't find the umph to go do it. I'll go in and straighten 4 or 5 things (often paperwork) and then give up. <p></p><p>Today I need to bake a pie for the potluck we're having tomorrow (at church). I've finally found a pie crust recipe that is mostly easy. I've always been a big fan of Pillsbury crusts, since all you have to do is drop it in and go. </p><p>If there's one thing I've noticed about myself, it's my propensity for making things complicated or difficult. It's a gift 😉</p><p>My tomato plants look awful, but I'm waiting for a lot of tomatoes to ripen. We had a deluge last week ~ soaked my brand new patio furniture cushions, which took 3 days to dry out. And that's here in the land of no humidity and a lot of sunshine! It was great to get the rain, but that was enough for 3 or 4 days worth. It's the wind during and after the rain that did a number on my tomatoes. One branch broke off with three ripening tomatoes on it, so I'm considering making fried green tomatoes. And I've come to the conclusion that unless you have a 6 foot tall tomato cage, there's no point in getting a indeterminate plant. It's a good 1 1/2 foot taller than the cage, so the wind did a number on that plant too. Live and learn I guess! Of course, I go out and pick off the tomato horn worms and throw them out onto the busy road we have behind us, hoping they'll be pancakes before they make an escape.</p><p>Even with all this fussing, I am enjoying having a garden again. </p><p>My friend that I spoke about having the spinal stroke has returned to church ~ I was so surprised to see him, and happy too. I have heard that he will chant on Sunday, probably to help the choir to get through Sunday without our main chanter. They took out the regular pew and replaced it with a much smaller one so that we can accomodate people in wheelchairs ~ which I thought was about time. </p><p>Well, better get started on that pie, so that if I screw it up I can make another one.😙</p><p>Enjoy your weekend, and I hope your weather is good!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-6728177808499927552023-08-05T06:57:00.002-06:002023-08-05T06:57:42.272-06:00It's a beautiful morning....<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6SVb1AR2j6HYNjU7zBV1Y0yiLMJZ0Nk0ffl_QvhOP3Km-CcQ1oRx0sFtxM8UflrR1vNqmLUOo8kdzwaeLNxgRrFzaFV3k-4jzXjXQZUjsaEwxmj049G4IuRp3k4luWGlJeGeZDkm0DHHyXlRnZyYDi3LiK12U267EzCKd6TsP7dzpitSX1G6RlE4y6S8/s1120/IMG_1708.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="711" data-original-width="1120" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6SVb1AR2j6HYNjU7zBV1Y0yiLMJZ0Nk0ffl_QvhOP3Km-CcQ1oRx0sFtxM8UflrR1vNqmLUOo8kdzwaeLNxgRrFzaFV3k-4jzXjXQZUjsaEwxmj049G4IuRp3k4luWGlJeGeZDkm0DHHyXlRnZyYDi3LiK12U267EzCKd6TsP7dzpitSX1G6RlE4y6S8/w400-h254/IMG_1708.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>I'm not sure where this is, I only know it's in New Mexico. Probably near the 4 corners area (NM, AZ, UT, CO). When I see a stunning photo I add it to my photos, just to share. Sadly I didn't write down the name of the person who took it ~ but enjoy!<br /><p></p><p>Out of bed this morning at 5:30 am to bake the two loaves I fashioned yesterday. And I do know which is the band aide loaf 😇</p><p>Romeo and Demitri (who had a quick trip outside) are still sleeping. I am listening to the tick tick tick of the oven. 1:42 minutes left until I can remove the lids from the dutch ovens to see how the bread looks. Will it rise spectacularly? Or not? It's always like Christmas when you remove the lid.....and here we go.</p><p>Both look great, but the "A" loaf looks wonderful. That's good for giving away. And the smell of sourdough bread baking ~ even despite the heat the oven puts off ~ is worth it. At least I won't have to subsist on pita bread (Greek pita, which is a flatbread). My baking friend gave away bags and bags of frozen Greek pita to make room for the baklava, so I still have two in the garage freezer.</p><p>We will have to consume the sourdough quickly ~ it's been so warm that mold grows on it after a week. I may slice and freeze some if we don't gobble it down. </p><p>I have enjoyed my garden this year, lots of summer tomatoes ripening. I have plenty of basil to go along with it and smoked balsamic. If you've never tried smoked balsamic, do. It is wonderful over salads, and over tomatoes with basil and feta, it's just divine. Hey, Peg, the balsamic is gluten free!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg59QseoPA8eXCKMMwACxJmtihDXLCagyg-HYudOF6g1SM51Ug0gBhqEpb8g9kp7kEOs2cHoJRYG9QrzlyBN8Oxwda6vzaCDreHzsVk2apFb8om50FOordXcg24ydFXZvXgUVWOyITjb0nlmyw1ENvnacEn3-_d9BX_kkzvnVwAbVWQTTq6IaEO2FgasKw/s896/IMG_2087.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="896" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg59QseoPA8eXCKMMwACxJmtihDXLCagyg-HYudOF6g1SM51Ug0gBhqEpb8g9kp7kEOs2cHoJRYG9QrzlyBN8Oxwda6vzaCDreHzsVk2apFb8om50FOordXcg24ydFXZvXgUVWOyITjb0nlmyw1ENvnacEn3-_d9BX_kkzvnVwAbVWQTTq6IaEO2FgasKw/s320/IMG_2087.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>This is Camel Rock, just outside of Santa Fe. Sadly it is eroding away, and in another 10 years (maybe less, maybe more!) it won't look like a camel anymore. <p></p><p>Enjoy your Saturday!</p><p>Love, 365<br /> </p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-20645387117363110382023-08-04T18:12:00.001-06:002023-08-04T18:12:37.253-06:00Not certain where to begin............<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDDvtqOYngyi2Wfz6mjbPiVSLfHC6vcl1O0iTIbBu3QsPao7OICIbaYN2Cmt8upYgjhOG2SU0LWe1MkjbMioW4wliDG3FDeh5jCyAmVmJWm2zswNjHmGmnHZaJOlOWy1orwtLuc2CHv4yoShLt-HnVCHmHJFBm98Jl1sPAl21fNZ6fEej6Nurrdba68vQ/s4032/IMG_2157.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDDvtqOYngyi2Wfz6mjbPiVSLfHC6vcl1O0iTIbBu3QsPao7OICIbaYN2Cmt8upYgjhOG2SU0LWe1MkjbMioW4wliDG3FDeh5jCyAmVmJWm2zswNjHmGmnHZaJOlOWy1orwtLuc2CHv4yoShLt-HnVCHmHJFBm98Jl1sPAl21fNZ6fEej6Nurrdba68vQ/s320/IMG_2157.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>Demitri does not like the heat. After a morning walk he craps out for a few hours. Haha, no intended pun to the next part of the story.<p></p><p>How did my colonoscopy go, you might ask. Well. It was all the fun you might guess it to be during the prep. I followed all the instructions. Thankful that I had thought ahead to buy depends so I didn't have to do a lot of laundry. On Tuesday I had a rotten headache. No ibuprofen allowed, so I just tried to take a nap to remedy it. On the morning of the procedure I got up at 5 am to begin drinking the rest of the prep. Making it beforehand and putting it in the fridge was a great suggestion ~ it really wasn't bad tasting. Right around 9am I started getting a headache again. Only this one was taking a bad turn, and by 9:30 I knew I was getting a migraine. At 10:30 I was in so much pain, I took the ibuprofen anyway. Called the Dr's office and told them what was going on. They were ok with me coming in even though I took the pain meds, but I told the nurse that called that I am not getting into a car and being driven to an appointment, when all I want to do is lay down in a dark room and try to sleep it off. </p><p>So I went through all that for nothing. I was upset and crying on the phone ~ the thought of having to go through all this again was awful . If (and I do mean if) I reschedule, it's not going to be for awhile.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSDd_zYFmDlZ9KK_FMvKANC58o5YmqXdF8VwdwNy1AJpDYXVUKts6mZA4Sqg_WsRtJcWSHt6_7qmZBE6sa2dw1hVci-nOCicbk4BXwEAcQNl4DPfKLHsRmDxP2wK57sNz2TdE2X009pCkWSOeNmiETlZVMokSNJU1__cTlxFf4yMhflq20f9AhP0HBGB8/s454/Screenshot%202023-08-04%20at%206.00.05%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="326" data-original-width="454" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSDd_zYFmDlZ9KK_FMvKANC58o5YmqXdF8VwdwNy1AJpDYXVUKts6mZA4Sqg_WsRtJcWSHt6_7qmZBE6sa2dw1hVci-nOCicbk4BXwEAcQNl4DPfKLHsRmDxP2wK57sNz2TdE2X009pCkWSOeNmiETlZVMokSNJU1__cTlxFf4yMhflq20f9AhP0HBGB8/s320/Screenshot%202023-08-04%20at%206.00.05%20PM.png" width="320" /></a></div><p>Now, let me gross you out. Nah, I know you want to read it, haha</p><p>It's been a month since I've made bread, so yesterday and this morning I put the dough together for two loaves. One sourdough recipe has an overnight proof (meaning you're waiting for the yeast do it's thing) and the other one you do what they call coil folds to develop the dough ~ which involves wetting your hands and lifting the dough in the center and let it fold over on itself. You do this every 30 minutes for 4 or 5 times, or more until the dough is ready for the next step. </p><p>Yesterday Demitri and I were playing ~ he likes me to throw his toys so he can bring it back, wrestle with it a bit and throw again. He jumped to get the toy and my finger ended up being cut from those sharp teeth, so I put a band aide on it. </p><p>You guessed, didn't you? I was doing the coil fold, probably the 3rd time, and when I washed my hands I realized the dratted thing wasn't there anymore. Aaaaaah! It was not in the sink ~ it was in the dough. It took me a few minutes to find it. How very disgusting. Guess we'll keep that loaf :-) and give away the other. It's true what they say, you learn something new every day. Not all of those things elicit the "cool!" response. <br /></p><p>Have an enjoyable weekend!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-40091156263925011492023-07-27T19:00:00.000-06:002023-07-27T19:00:10.726-06:00Per Peggy: My Big Fat Greek Fight Over Butter.......the aftermath...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7IjXqgAkCW8BDYNVgYZB0AvjFJDzTwxIb1brnaK9u5u0FPM0cUXZ2lD3W2x4NFcwtMIFb3wq81U_3fjkv9V6MWo3gE8jaqBD5PoDNiSRzbdb90Mj6rjpXZgbGDVohHL7NPbhr5ja4qzZdKeXPjjrO1MRp3SJ5xteSEP4Sxv19W_SZzfWmc1METQcDgk8/s496/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.22.23%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="340" data-original-width="496" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7IjXqgAkCW8BDYNVgYZB0AvjFJDzTwxIb1brnaK9u5u0FPM0cUXZ2lD3W2x4NFcwtMIFb3wq81U_3fjkv9V6MWo3gE8jaqBD5PoDNiSRzbdb90Mj6rjpXZgbGDVohHL7NPbhr5ja4qzZdKeXPjjrO1MRp3SJ5xteSEP4Sxv19W_SZzfWmc1METQcDgk8/s320/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.22.23%20PM.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Neither of the ladies in question came today. Big sigh of relief for us all, haha. I did hear a story that #1 grabbed #2's arms and left welts. Personally I think that's a bunch of crap. Ugh. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT17msZ1hTlXOhNtYJEH1UXRymihtABN6qc6dU_cmZOySf6NqD4N0lIzKLMWqcrn0ZTZsX4JXTgL-RLpcgdfUqmlqfg0o6SQ9c3yDfSAKnnNqd1s4Gs_M9DwoM67c2pwItDKF9GKSVYK1_KLGilDjtt51qbYw_DoTmn1eRUONFmVOtXN9k0ufECjnXJIY/s656/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.28.00%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="654" data-original-width="656" height="399" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT17msZ1hTlXOhNtYJEH1UXRymihtABN6qc6dU_cmZOySf6NqD4N0lIzKLMWqcrn0ZTZsX4JXTgL-RLpcgdfUqmlqfg0o6SQ9c3yDfSAKnnNqd1s4Gs_M9DwoM67c2pwItDKF9GKSVYK1_KLGilDjtt51qbYw_DoTmn1eRUONFmVOtXN9k0ufECjnXJIY/w400-h399/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.28.00%20PM.png" width="400" /></a></div><p>So true!</p><p>******************************************************** <br /></p><p>About a month ago, I received both a jury summons and my colonoscopy prep kit on the same day in the mail. Seems entirely appropriate and so funny. </p><p>I haven't had a colonoscopy in 14 years or so. My doctor insisted. I still don't wanna. Everyone says the prep is the worst part. Which would be true except I always get sick after anesthesia. Last time I had one, I felt nauseated as usual, so I had Romeo go get the car while I went to the restroom to throw up. As it turned out, dry heaving while bent over releases all the gas they pump into you, so I had the longest fart ever.....it just went on and on, and I stated laughing, which released even more. Tears, y'all, I was laughing so hard, tears squirted out of my eyes. Romeo thought I was upset until I told him what happened in that bathroom. My only regret was there wasn't anyone else in there to share in the hilarity. :-)</p><p>I hate jury duty too, but not quite as much as having a colonoscopy. I've been on juries before ~ oh are they boring. At least while in the room waiting to see if they call my name, I can read something. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnkObQiWFFob4eW3XFtrJQKgrvClphl8asKaIOwie1rDHPvb2vPk_sbE3ha2R-GE3zjlv8ZeNKW_vnAZW9lbqwr95glB-61AkeQyBE5sQlpxZOzkwyZ8nG1ajm6pucT9CtWx2Oz_cuTTIGwduaRUFx1VU6gZXDasC7FPJfwqFLc7JmdWBETGwCcD9QCII/s566/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.49.48%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="354" data-original-width="566" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnkObQiWFFob4eW3XFtrJQKgrvClphl8asKaIOwie1rDHPvb2vPk_sbE3ha2R-GE3zjlv8ZeNKW_vnAZW9lbqwr95glB-61AkeQyBE5sQlpxZOzkwyZ8nG1ajm6pucT9CtWx2Oz_cuTTIGwduaRUFx1VU6gZXDasC7FPJfwqFLc7JmdWBETGwCcD9QCII/w400-h250/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.49.48%20PM.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEietL5J8Be9sQTe4RjTi5jdp5LaEuOP0VdLe_vzrcGxtTQYxwYdzBLZ4YY9-yuqDaLNwY0jTmOqOoi7BhM8XtJmIYse7LOpahzGTRXIbnWc4X_dMIcFIvS9V6LbiK_njKvL9ypCjQ9_1BVx7FSlYSaeynUTUDEQOwGYB_tnrgXupodtZ-k_ghgU6NZS_Hs/s782/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.52.26%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="782" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEietL5J8Be9sQTe4RjTi5jdp5LaEuOP0VdLe_vzrcGxtTQYxwYdzBLZ4YY9-yuqDaLNwY0jTmOqOoi7BhM8XtJmIYse7LOpahzGTRXIbnWc4X_dMIcFIvS9V6LbiK_njKvL9ypCjQ9_1BVx7FSlYSaeynUTUDEQOwGYB_tnrgXupodtZ-k_ghgU6NZS_Hs/s320/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.52.26%20PM.png" width="320" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of the dentists I used to work for got out of jury duty after they asked him what books he reads, and his reply: the bible. <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiswOl2o4EvbX_I6GFLuUXL06p2h5PyubLA6GRmz7HijWQitZ-_zc7oCURd3QdTe2WU5_YRP7pLQeBfyXHBDMdgJu7aEeYcVfrR75N34eqIfnp7VksOJ00lXrezjFs5A8oNN3VrOZQ32uEdal0IlFnvDmJAr2LDuRTvnKTtnJc7h1LcJ_OSezd22M9J9e4/s596/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.57.33%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="346" data-original-width="596" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiswOl2o4EvbX_I6GFLuUXL06p2h5PyubLA6GRmz7HijWQitZ-_zc7oCURd3QdTe2WU5_YRP7pLQeBfyXHBDMdgJu7aEeYcVfrR75N34eqIfnp7VksOJ00lXrezjFs5A8oNN3VrOZQ32uEdal0IlFnvDmJAr2LDuRTvnKTtnJc7h1LcJ_OSezd22M9J9e4/s320/Screenshot%202023-07-27%20at%206.57.33%20PM.png" width="320" /></a></div>Sadly this is too true. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div>Love, 365<br />It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-26526504029283867712023-07-26T15:16:00.001-06:002023-07-26T15:16:25.441-06:00I think I have ADHD......<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrCnLsHBDnDR6eP7oyrJ6LfFIpmx4bdqTJWxWqg54yRLYqLkkPpbam7OKmBy8eok4QP1wOxYuMhQXq42ItbyM8CbIdVdheHjL6kUz18WM85JneDLemuuiyd7TX4cO7xicFMjV2Z8elXToHB21qnYr-vSuxOvZgOj6OfKQOj8bt4G1spZ1FsOgWm9ilXGc/s482/Screenshot%202023-07-26%20at%202.49.42%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="338" data-original-width="482" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrCnLsHBDnDR6eP7oyrJ6LfFIpmx4bdqTJWxWqg54yRLYqLkkPpbam7OKmBy8eok4QP1wOxYuMhQXq42ItbyM8CbIdVdheHjL6kUz18WM85JneDLemuuiyd7TX4cO7xicFMjV2Z8elXToHB21qnYr-vSuxOvZgOj6OfKQOj8bt4G1spZ1FsOgWm9ilXGc/w400-h280/Screenshot%202023-07-26%20at%202.49.42%20PM.png" width="400" /></a></div>I made an appointment to apply for my passport with USPS. There's an online site where you do this. I did that, but I think I never hit the submit button, so when I went today, they said they didn't have me on the list. Oh, I was so mad at myself. What a dumb ass I can be. I did go online again, and scheduled again, and wrote down my confirmation number. That will be two weeks from now. I guess eveyone is eager to get out there, because I've heard that it takes a long time to get it. But since I won't be traveling until around March/April next year, it doesn't matter much to me. So, leave that slimy trail as long as you want, Mr. Snail, and I'll give you a snack when you get here. :-)<p></p><p>Yesterday we had a bit of drama at festival baking. Two ladies just don't like each other. This has been going on for years. One is super sweet, a really hard worker. The other comes in late, does a little bit of work, always demands coffee be ready, and always eats whatever is out for lunch before leaving. </p><p>I dare you to guess which one is the trouble maker. </p><p>Lady #1 doesn't like to make baklava (and who can blame her, I don't like it either) so she takes charge of the melted butter (you wouldn't believe how much butter we use to make baklava). She clarifies it, which is the correct way to make baklava. Clarified butter means that it will stay fresh longer. Lady #2 had a minor hissy fit last week and stated "I'm not making baklava with that, it looks like oil, not butter". So she did do other things. But I thought she was being childish. And the chef ~ the one who went to culinary school, and is in charge of it ~ should have stepped up right then and there and explained why using clarified butter is the way to go. </p><p>Yesterday, lady #2 came early and insisted she will be taking care of the butter. Lady #1 told me later that she dropped the f bomb when they were "discussing" it. So, the sweet lady left, really upset, and she said she isn't coming back. Ugh. Are we adults or children? It was really hard to keep my thoughts to myself. But I don't want to get in the middle of it. I just want to go in, do my stuff, and go home. I had enough of that sort of behavior when I was working. </p><p>We go back tomorrow...I hope the chef in charge explains to Lady #2 how her behavior lost us one of our best volunteers.</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-43577179249630187392023-07-24T08:43:00.005-06:002023-07-24T08:43:50.264-06:00Baking for the Greek Festival.....<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXM3UOsPZ8DjV4ErEXl4og-R1AR5tCHXTIr97Vq66a2QdA-eR2hRwKgdLspQCNZhUGrDwciIgAJ4LtviK6dTyuyPQ2yewiycauem7vXAOSsW7L8lkhrD-dQKxEQXxIsO_EuXNdp-gd9DU54pg4XZca1gNMmR9zBqeYeZMhC8pRyPrBahtK1ERtdpUD3HM/s2520/Screenshot%202023-07-24%20at%208.16.12%20AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1310" data-original-width="2520" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXM3UOsPZ8DjV4ErEXl4og-R1AR5tCHXTIr97Vq66a2QdA-eR2hRwKgdLspQCNZhUGrDwciIgAJ4LtviK6dTyuyPQ2yewiycauem7vXAOSsW7L8lkhrD-dQKxEQXxIsO_EuXNdp-gd9DU54pg4XZca1gNMmR9zBqeYeZMhC8pRyPrBahtK1ERtdpUD3HM/w640-h333/Screenshot%202023-07-24%20at%208.16.12%20AM.png" width="640" /></a></div>I was looking at the ad for this year's Greek Festival, and there I am in the light blue shirt handing a buyer her purchase. Haha <p></p><p>So much goes into the baking. Baklava, baklava cheesecake, koulourakia, kourabiedes, paximadia, tsoureki. The first few months are all baklava and the cheesecake, because they can be frozen long term without much change to the texture and taste. As we cut and bake it all, the crispy ends are saved for the booth that sells baklava sundaes. </p><p>The tsoureki is baked last, and sells out quickly. Every year there are women that come on the first day of the festival and load up their bags with paxi and tsoureki. One lady that comes every year buys 15-20 bags of paximadia that she gives out as gifts at Christmas. She must have a good size freezer!</p><p>All in all, Philoptokos (a women's philanthropic group) makes quite a bit of money during the festival, which helps fund both our regular donations to non-profits and other needs that come up. </p><p>It's a rather large commitment to the baking schedule, which is every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon from 12:30-4 or longer and sometimes shorter. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFIX07g7rj-Vs4pk3qk2qnam1USHBp2dUaGI5lUFmMepdPXku9mzeLKhFA25Ssxv2VTU0sXqPyjDAEUWXZCxB573F2BdD3ZgAZYdryaM4jALhnl73nh19f-RZBEEx23oyoJ7PzlCtj7f2WD4WVm_EtLuf1J0DS1kik_sQ686XDjzPk5TI23pjqNlQDYyM/s937/IMG_2122.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="937" data-original-width="680" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFIX07g7rj-Vs4pk3qk2qnam1USHBp2dUaGI5lUFmMepdPXku9mzeLKhFA25Ssxv2VTU0sXqPyjDAEUWXZCxB573F2BdD3ZgAZYdryaM4jALhnl73nh19f-RZBEEx23oyoJ7PzlCtj7f2WD4WVm_EtLuf1J0DS1kik_sQ686XDjzPk5TI23pjqNlQDYyM/w290-h400/IMG_2122.jpeg" width="290" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwxjzSAPdIoPNMyMZgoS_0Yc7hwnEdfpuQID5lG-gcAz9RuSK-3JXcx903PnMGdx1NW8BZUPDOEs9t1R9Bu5exW8nMrqrcLdpeSSb4Zh0DjwxXNKpNAats7Im4PkVWsYb8TavAdIr4Gd7bEZMEqEiYmBtnArd7vqCFzYeE5lMBcXxmCiEqfKEfFr-7CTw/s612/IMG_2067.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="612" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwxjzSAPdIoPNMyMZgoS_0Yc7hwnEdfpuQID5lG-gcAz9RuSK-3JXcx903PnMGdx1NW8BZUPDOEs9t1R9Bu5exW8nMrqrcLdpeSSb4Zh0DjwxXNKpNAats7Im4PkVWsYb8TavAdIr4Gd7bEZMEqEiYmBtnArd7vqCFzYeE5lMBcXxmCiEqfKEfFr-7CTw/w400-h253/IMG_2067.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh2nRraZs8-AKzTmkanvBj5YufzaD-ixfKpB5hbQfEO-6gG16y7XTltcSvD-c5npe29PyCOhyEaOok-WiuqNndNvEaONcStra762-yocL5r8poaffqPmTbdle_ExcEvWcN-hL3uMWw1NmLBElHdeVbeSiUu9va5GPepABG7Fj7JXR0HgS4jpYifIEl1nE/s1028/Screenshot%202023-07-24%20at%208.39.23%20AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="812" data-original-width="1028" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh2nRraZs8-AKzTmkanvBj5YufzaD-ixfKpB5hbQfEO-6gG16y7XTltcSvD-c5npe29PyCOhyEaOok-WiuqNndNvEaONcStra762-yocL5r8poaffqPmTbdle_ExcEvWcN-hL3uMWw1NmLBElHdeVbeSiUu9va5GPepABG7Fj7JXR0HgS4jpYifIEl1nE/s320/Screenshot%202023-07-24%20at%208.39.23%20AM.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZSQtUA9kTTb6AHG90CaXac2AVj2gclAnCEYDjmyE_y2dvJ2R27dRu_RK194SYPbq9vAZB0nRbkRjtfT9HRnJkMODNv7-_zKRs3jIZnAFk97uW7v87v2CulZ2CO-5lR2lPh_PvYbvOJvslIZNUO_gpr6mzO_lhdFZij1Cc9Yk_dJFcoFLPHvap9ncJvFI/s1064/Screenshot%202023-07-24%20at%208.40.40%20AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1064" data-original-width="1030" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZSQtUA9kTTb6AHG90CaXac2AVj2gclAnCEYDjmyE_y2dvJ2R27dRu_RK194SYPbq9vAZB0nRbkRjtfT9HRnJkMODNv7-_zKRs3jIZnAFk97uW7v87v2CulZ2CO-5lR2lPh_PvYbvOJvslIZNUO_gpr6mzO_lhdFZij1Cc9Yk_dJFcoFLPHvap9ncJvFI/s320/Screenshot%202023-07-24%20at%208.40.40%20AM.png" width="310" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH0n9LxVtGyWq9mjUu0-fFIprJZLJpRHCNpFLIykhsiYvR3IA90frGspzKknu5ibQh5vmSheEK_i2trx5g3MKbUD6eqnDvxtOKWRX3O2ilF7qw3E5IPB3mY-mSC1CIgm62Jq2k-QxrrEv9tIGoDPdxnGoRdqmCvfpBsP1fSE_9l6_90elW6ZleP2Knc2E/s1142/Screenshot%202023-07-24%20at%208.42.36%20AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1142" data-original-width="1030" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH0n9LxVtGyWq9mjUu0-fFIprJZLJpRHCNpFLIykhsiYvR3IA90frGspzKknu5ibQh5vmSheEK_i2trx5g3MKbUD6eqnDvxtOKWRX3O2ilF7qw3E5IPB3mY-mSC1CIgm62Jq2k-QxrrEv9tIGoDPdxnGoRdqmCvfpBsP1fSE_9l6_90elW6ZleP2Knc2E/w361-h400/Screenshot%202023-07-24%20at%208.42.36%20AM.png" width="361" /></a></div><p>Have a great week, even though it's going to hot enough to cook an egg on your driveway :-)</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-55739847010498238102023-07-22T18:12:00.000-06:002023-07-22T18:12:00.336-06:00More Birthdays ! ...............<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDUhCeJHjydXE1H6wy9hYanc-GFq0Og22Ev3rqwZyxYhtruXpKtI3cjDb1L52Hb0QBNC1gfDv6jcWoQQkcMlipKBnvULC5mZ4kwrSKrqSQfnhCXm4Zowj7kMOoRGFAuAbXLVGc-NFfGstacCz_NT-yRDfAnmHTQgTAjVmUvBsrcGOsrZdQjrry-zenYEg/s1266/IMG_2090.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1266" data-original-width="1170" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDUhCeJHjydXE1H6wy9hYanc-GFq0Og22Ev3rqwZyxYhtruXpKtI3cjDb1L52Hb0QBNC1gfDv6jcWoQQkcMlipKBnvULC5mZ4kwrSKrqSQfnhCXm4Zowj7kMOoRGFAuAbXLVGc-NFfGstacCz_NT-yRDfAnmHTQgTAjVmUvBsrcGOsrZdQjrry-zenYEg/w370-h400/IMG_2090.jpeg" width="370" /></a></div>This is my grandson, enjoying cake on his 4th birthday. He is so cute, I just can't stand it.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvDNXNyLQqIDH46nkcQieNFSAC6hGxfYS2X6-uqGkIiLmO-R82SFRxHVIko9yKrxrRFAMGftYhf8XQY2riRcomwotP_jLooWsIKnojnsipfrPIyOs_ZQmk0LTDF-HJMxqLf_ZXlPzRuiLKH1YwNu-J2Vps1MHwg-Ww85PCzllv_nuMY1pYSD-CdiwV4E/s1188/IMG_2091.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1188" data-original-width="1170" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvDNXNyLQqIDH46nkcQieNFSAC6hGxfYS2X6-uqGkIiLmO-R82SFRxHVIko9yKrxrRFAMGftYhf8XQY2riRcomwotP_jLooWsIKnojnsipfrPIyOs_ZQmk0LTDF-HJMxqLf_ZXlPzRuiLKH1YwNu-J2Vps1MHwg-Ww85PCzllv_nuMY1pYSD-CdiwV4E/w394-h400/IMG_2091.jpeg" width="394" /></a></div><p>Frank with his brothers ~ these are my daughter-in-law's two boys from her previous relationship. They are cute too....their Mom is a beautiful lady. The middle son on the left in the photo only has eyes for the cake, lol.</p><p>I had sent gifts that arrived on July 9th, but unbeknownst to me, they were stolen off their porch. Amazon refunded me, and I sent them again. I should have texted when it would arrive, I suppose I have become complacent. I figured they would call or text when it came, which alerted me there was a problem! Sigh. </p><p>This September I'm attending my 50th HS reunion. It will be the last one I go to ~ or at least the last one I plan to go to. It will be at the end of September, so will still be hot and humid for sure. I plan to see my kids and my sister. I hope to have some fun, and I'm sure it will be. Anything is fun after a few beers!</p><p>Today has been nice, the high reached only 94f. We had over 7 days of 100+, as I'm sure many of you have had too. I do love summer, but baking has been torture. I finally decided to put things away for awhile until it cools down a little. I do have communion bread I must bake, so I got up at 5am this morning to do it and was done by a bit after 9. I really don't want to get up that early all the time. </p><p>Stay cool everyone!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-84064701822413662672023-07-14T12:54:00.003-06:002023-07-14T12:54:55.875-06:00Happy Birthday Demitri.....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTjwbjF0O0qg62jSt4DCUlNU-qI0VEqL7G5B5h_wHuIb_AHq1qbWQXNg6FJ2XzPJjZSE_aLEdU7quVUY6ecKhnYz68lpw4I1N-omcnzZIE7I9ec-OuQsCnY0y_V548z7056be5-Dar_muQoF15oyT74zRnby_nEfxUbMLTYPx1DVZVKvVwVsFQxIQYEOI/s4032/IMG_2074.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTjwbjF0O0qg62jSt4DCUlNU-qI0VEqL7G5B5h_wHuIb_AHq1qbWQXNg6FJ2XzPJjZSE_aLEdU7quVUY6ecKhnYz68lpw4I1N-omcnzZIE7I9ec-OuQsCnY0y_V548z7056be5-Dar_muQoF15oyT74zRnby_nEfxUbMLTYPx1DVZVKvVwVsFQxIQYEOI/w300-h400/IMG_2074.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div>Oh boy! Cake!<p></p><p><br /> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyxlE_Px3M7OmEcFucgxUU0thMV772zSorr7gU0A2HKpfoKMf-dxwQIsavNB0VzQBJGo69Zxl4wVNRZNm01Wg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We went out for a walk early this morning and handed out blueberry muffins from Three Dog Bakery. One of Demitri's friends, Fin fell in love with them. I went to give one to Demitri and Fin snatched it as quick as you can say muffins :-) All the doggies enjoyed them. I also bought the cake you see in the photo, so cute. I'd say they do a great business because everyone knew Three Dog Bakery, and most said that's where they go for doggie birthday treats. <br /></div><p></p><p>He is 1 year old today, and we hope to enjoy many more. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirPEjdwBmBIeJ_9BAHsZiTgpCUlFuXzP3nyBIh_YjNwcgjSPnMchi7OiFUOb8PBGpjLAaFgZXVwpOB5MteSGUgu5c905DbiQz2ElHxl0x5e89Rc6ErJNDsePLwXjX6J0lKqn-kGHjNcTl9144i5as1ljRU2cHw8HpHLodEyykdZ6C0HpH873WusU1QZU8/s4032/IMG_2082.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirPEjdwBmBIeJ_9BAHsZiTgpCUlFuXzP3nyBIh_YjNwcgjSPnMchi7OiFUOb8PBGpjLAaFgZXVwpOB5MteSGUgu5c905DbiQz2ElHxl0x5e89Rc6ErJNDsePLwXjX6J0lKqn-kGHjNcTl9144i5as1ljRU2cHw8HpHLodEyykdZ6C0HpH873WusU1QZU8/w300-h400/IMG_2082.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><p>Getting ready to take a big bite!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuPf-7faH5sPRUOMW5dTzGIkxbK2ykGE868wnXUcEedDMIBQBsHW-JXZKNOqP13OLskHi8Ah6uqBG-XlNMhqtMXGX4GfC8axvBFLR4fAFib79OyTqHYJElVtOBWbC-Uk57YNbBDwW7PsQy1qvmC8mi0QdaSE0p6jSlPnzpPHIb5n8TkLRV75qAVLeO5A/s4032/IMG_2085.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuPf-7faH5sPRUOMW5dTzGIkxbK2ykGE868wnXUcEedDMIBQBsHW-JXZKNOqP13OLskHi8Ah6uqBG-XlNMhqtMXGX4GfC8axvBFLR4fAFib79OyTqHYJElVtOBWbC-Uk57YNbBDwW7PsQy1qvmC8mi0QdaSE0p6jSlPnzpPHIb5n8TkLRV75qAVLeO5A/w300-h400/IMG_2085.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhTiFiwNMPLbtSe6bHukH1z8ILbLPOS7YEhT3l7gkO83z9-kr-2bxlnxuLpFsevrzX1Zpybnd_oSR-f6xz8pqbmapLdZA0YfKDiaYo7Jano27lPeN48pW9_xd51zXZGXfDsIiDdPeX4k_WGB9UyiDseGH-_yvJg9s0ROnCdhhKyZbI2oH5r16UdZtePM/s4032/IMG_2086.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhTiFiwNMPLbtSe6bHukH1z8ILbLPOS7YEhT3l7gkO83z9-kr-2bxlnxuLpFsevrzX1Zpybnd_oSR-f6xz8pqbmapLdZA0YfKDiaYo7Jano27lPeN48pW9_xd51zXZGXfDsIiDdPeX4k_WGB9UyiDseGH-_yvJg9s0ROnCdhhKyZbI2oH5r16UdZtePM/w300-h400/IMG_2086.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><p>The birthday cake toy!</p><p>Have a great weekend everyone, and if you're in the way of this heat wave, stay cool!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-61216488396485083282023-07-09T19:08:00.001-06:002023-07-09T19:08:10.713-06:00I've got practically nothing.........<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8j8ksS7KBYaUyaPE7KIUbClPa4bOiin5JKH9g57vj2JvkDbPzrUNUmmEBHrfHAnd_EirfCDQa7eyXgXnKjwVUbxrjjQ9cXaZg--ZaEg3eTsrGGtWpiYfGkTpvmyCsQkA3sCwL3DPfqUSCzufNtgVL7fsiPnaV-G_Vn96T7CTmQZmIryzn-3GsBiylGVc/s4032/IMG_0964.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8j8ksS7KBYaUyaPE7KIUbClPa4bOiin5JKH9g57vj2JvkDbPzrUNUmmEBHrfHAnd_EirfCDQa7eyXgXnKjwVUbxrjjQ9cXaZg--ZaEg3eTsrGGtWpiYfGkTpvmyCsQkA3sCwL3DPfqUSCzufNtgVL7fsiPnaV-G_Vn96T7CTmQZmIryzn-3GsBiylGVc/w400-h300/IMG_0964.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>It looks so lush and green, doesn't it? This is one of the parks near our house. I was trying to get a decent photo of the cottonwood fuzzies ~ it looked like it was snowing. <p></p><p><br /> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0eJkPzItgvcX1p0RtYfTPTd70fYK0UG6fU4XqQG4AnD2VR-2LCAwskjsU_RWFNYsKxGFu44RlJxW2gzstvVAenCKkCw8p29tjH3FZPCLpjrpr2HbRddUFcNFZKDeZl7AyI0Mbagv_ulUfxuRN2vRL9iohok2c9rbIBC7aN86a4EmL0D1I-_VGS9vU5mg/s4032/IMG_0968.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0eJkPzItgvcX1p0RtYfTPTd70fYK0UG6fU4XqQG4AnD2VR-2LCAwskjsU_RWFNYsKxGFu44RlJxW2gzstvVAenCKkCw8p29tjH3FZPCLpjrpr2HbRddUFcNFZKDeZl7AyI0Mbagv_ulUfxuRN2vRL9iohok2c9rbIBC7aN86a4EmL0D1I-_VGS9vU5mg/w300-h400/IMG_0968.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><p>I love the flower, it's so pretty! But as with other pretty things, it can be prickly.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4UkQjEtOoheXdF6QYz_a7APqamF15S5pTPz-jdH6jM64cTByYbYCaNMX6okr0b1i0DeoOapUcC1qkTxiiaTs9LeQso-4LLm2ZYAsNSaDMwSe8jRB_DHvL95aJPxAOuLkEbSiGisTri5N88K0E93CHj_lm8lrgCYIg6cE6PLLVLS-2HONiNCG-2g-7ga8/s4032/IMG_2038.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4UkQjEtOoheXdF6QYz_a7APqamF15S5pTPz-jdH6jM64cTByYbYCaNMX6okr0b1i0DeoOapUcC1qkTxiiaTs9LeQso-4LLm2ZYAsNSaDMwSe8jRB_DHvL95aJPxAOuLkEbSiGisTri5N88K0E93CHj_lm8lrgCYIg6cE6PLLVLS-2HONiNCG-2g-7ga8/s320/IMG_2038.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>My tomato plants are doing well, but that's because I water them every day. Coming up, I might have to start watering twice a day. 100+ for the next 7 days.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKT6U-pXFOlx9GXoDhjleUiZzjTO4JfWgZGlWLKCyMq6DJRgjHv6M-KyF0QEvSd7xIyKjva5VMNSKEFcjllVUcVsEYvKdNNwWY1-s44RL1eFyx7ph6XWlNZPSfSn_pFL9wRNOrNZ14qgDmmPYpcfDjVVIAqt5rUgLtp0NegT3Sa2l4tIa9uhn9qQ-Uogg/s4032/IMG_2052.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKT6U-pXFOlx9GXoDhjleUiZzjTO4JfWgZGlWLKCyMq6DJRgjHv6M-KyF0QEvSd7xIyKjva5VMNSKEFcjllVUcVsEYvKdNNwWY1-s44RL1eFyx7ph6XWlNZPSfSn_pFL9wRNOrNZ14qgDmmPYpcfDjVVIAqt5rUgLtp0NegT3Sa2l4tIa9uhn9qQ-Uogg/s320/IMG_2052.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>One of my teeny bell peppers. Once they get to this point they grow really fast, but I know it'll take awhile before I pick one. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip4rFh7M91ng22zqOlOqiSdYw_9V_LEGOQchrEgdRgrAnP6svFuZDvzFKbVWM2ZpE-1aZ-sPohSnGr7FvosrYPBsUI5lzTYSb-alEriYvywwMK1grCLhGrH3twZm1Q1Lt9xW_8qcVs41GfA9y1hTZKsqco-WIB77uNqdGDwUB4_VBB2j_l2D4brLx2h64/s4032/IMG_2043.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip4rFh7M91ng22zqOlOqiSdYw_9V_LEGOQchrEgdRgrAnP6svFuZDvzFKbVWM2ZpE-1aZ-sPohSnGr7FvosrYPBsUI5lzTYSb-alEriYvywwMK1grCLhGrH3twZm1Q1Lt9xW_8qcVs41GfA9y1hTZKsqco-WIB77uNqdGDwUB4_VBB2j_l2D4brLx2h64/s320/IMG_2043.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>I did bake two of the lemon-blueberry sourdough loaves. We kept one and sold the other. It's such a great recipe, and ~ so far ~ always comes out great. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKjg8wbh1UMtvEGhs8QRlR3rwX9Nt0umYxZ7HPBXDb3XvBPxFHS67z6ER0BbCAuSBRHNqV3oBMPpbpXAldsGi1RrJb4UaHz-1DxsSiNnXLA3NiQ7tuIFkNsKAlMXLo_lF2Cn9myTKtkKTdG-Nw4lfL_DwQHatV2JhlSACgPbp0lGV6vHjptHGTkd3viYw/s4032/IMG_1821.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKjg8wbh1UMtvEGhs8QRlR3rwX9Nt0umYxZ7HPBXDb3XvBPxFHS67z6ER0BbCAuSBRHNqV3oBMPpbpXAldsGi1RrJb4UaHz-1DxsSiNnXLA3NiQ7tuIFkNsKAlMXLo_lF2Cn9myTKtkKTdG-Nw4lfL_DwQHatV2JhlSACgPbp0lGV6vHjptHGTkd3viYw/w300-h400/IMG_1821.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><p>It's just too hot to do anything! Agreed....</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-60711385458124293292023-06-23T10:41:00.001-06:002023-06-23T10:41:33.851-06:00Apparently New Mexico is like my oven ~ preheating...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvOqgRP0ujcWATfrvaKInSpiJIwsLTRmmDCcN3e9LmgJWIyYAzuypEeVsnbixkANzETkUj2KdSnFL14Gi4bBfwcMnbMNMa_T1_iT8TBslU6yTmwwUVJRtVSqSyv7cndSkPcz5ityfhwgJJuSizo-2_X8wYIX-erTHxn3PkjmovsUayoShNUJlCJDxK258/s1613/IMG_2019.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1186" data-original-width="1613" height="235" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvOqgRP0ujcWATfrvaKInSpiJIwsLTRmmDCcN3e9LmgJWIyYAzuypEeVsnbixkANzETkUj2KdSnFL14Gi4bBfwcMnbMNMa_T1_iT8TBslU6yTmwwUVJRtVSqSyv7cndSkPcz5ityfhwgJJuSizo-2_X8wYIX-erTHxn3PkjmovsUayoShNUJlCJDxK258/s320/IMG_2019.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Flowers are just so cheerful....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-OFXZWriCyugi77NF-JD33CdkfMtbIfJnwcglmYbGcO2dkCZLtGi7B8VEMGWRErSLE4NWBWZ4sTWr9L_lFgClVKF4je_eagnmt000atHuidySsaYHtSnwUkyQiXKnHLnLqU2lXXCseswNCctZp7-c321NNxrmEZYb5qmVfWO1pn_5_x1Dx87S7EsFHdk/s3024/IMG_2023.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2833" data-original-width="3024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-OFXZWriCyugi77NF-JD33CdkfMtbIfJnwcglmYbGcO2dkCZLtGi7B8VEMGWRErSLE4NWBWZ4sTWr9L_lFgClVKF4je_eagnmt000atHuidySsaYHtSnwUkyQiXKnHLnLqU2lXXCseswNCctZp7-c321NNxrmEZYb5qmVfWO1pn_5_x1Dx87S7EsFHdk/s320/IMG_2023.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Even the neglected hollyhocks in the park are blooming, whereas mine are just putting on more and more leaves.......</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilD0JW8fYn1AvGXzagchgMoYi4VGHrgVUDIj0YDtZBxkAFjBeU0-QF_jlAVwVho8lXcFWq14MirmQw0ZDaTaNFe2x8L6C3iLdTPI8-QrrUIQo7Ltx1r9BdBs6VhQUcN5t-MkbhbQCByQRWV9eg4z8PQU7GFT14NqismPmUkFYbi6FTDhz3cU-C9YRsMaU/s4032/IMG_2021.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilD0JW8fYn1AvGXzagchgMoYi4VGHrgVUDIj0YDtZBxkAFjBeU0-QF_jlAVwVho8lXcFWq14MirmQw0ZDaTaNFe2x8L6C3iLdTPI8-QrrUIQo7Ltx1r9BdBs6VhQUcN5t-MkbhbQCByQRWV9eg4z8PQU7GFT14NqismPmUkFYbi6FTDhz3cU-C9YRsMaU/s320/IMG_2021.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Out the door at 6:45am but it still just looks hot. Also ran into Emily, a sweet lady who's 90. She's a talker. While waiting for her to wind down I stood there in the sun sweating my ass off. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinQXJuj4dEMfZmZ-cjIG1-C2SxHR7dIUjIryGubW_Lbr0ghR4cWQdPAcneyI5YP2R0JRNK5RXFuwimJbBbm1BY0yF3B0-1_vPivxCWz8dNsl6zt10bttIMHaB6WWjn5S5ONoUNkybUXRCJOFXftVNtKmEa3gJlQ6W7J2FbeP9oetRPyBd5UC52-ys1tUs/s4032/IMG_2020.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinQXJuj4dEMfZmZ-cjIG1-C2SxHR7dIUjIryGubW_Lbr0ghR4cWQdPAcneyI5YP2R0JRNK5RXFuwimJbBbm1BY0yF3B0-1_vPivxCWz8dNsl6zt10bttIMHaB6WWjn5S5ONoUNkybUXRCJOFXftVNtKmEa3gJlQ6W7J2FbeP9oetRPyBd5UC52-ys1tUs/s320/IMG_2020.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>A locust tree/shrub. They are blooming like crazy right now.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghvZ2Lpx7ZIzc2BDFrvR6F9qlqmbmegAnnSIxcNMuxqUz9vjOWxXm1M0lRqshvMeCYfOTn_b3IeQd6Q3C6ytLanA2OafYfwhGfJCAtML8dVxMaahZi9OV0pmnZSyDOWZH5OdevLNZpidqzynuTYz4olV3FI-5232bJ22nOpX-NAT5JE-RpBN2rJf-kBtg/s4032/IMG_2016.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghvZ2Lpx7ZIzc2BDFrvR6F9qlqmbmegAnnSIxcNMuxqUz9vjOWxXm1M0lRqshvMeCYfOTn_b3IeQd6Q3C6ytLanA2OafYfwhGfJCAtML8dVxMaahZi9OV0pmnZSyDOWZH5OdevLNZpidqzynuTYz4olV3FI-5232bJ22nOpX-NAT5JE-RpBN2rJf-kBtg/s320/IMG_2016.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>This loaf of lemon-blueberry sourdough is smiling at me, lol.</p><p>There isn't much going on. The usual stuff, I have to pry myself out of bed early so that we don't melt on the morning doggy walks. Demitri has lots of doggy friends ~ Romeo and I laughed that he probably has more friends than we do. When a doggo doesn't come over to say hi, he looks at them like "hey! how are ya! come say hi!". </p><p>We have been baking for our annual Greek Festival that our church holds every October. Yes, already. We sell a lot of baked goods ~ probably the biggest seller is baklava. Which I hate making, it's just so fiddely and it seems like the phyllo dough is never quite fresh enough to be easy to work with. The huge chest freezers we have are filling up. We're also working on baklava cheesecake, another big seller. It's only been three weeks, and we're already tired :-) Luckily, our baking scheduler and manager is out of town so we'll get Tuesday off, and the week of the 4th of July off. When I saw she had the 4th on the baking schedule, I texted her and said, no one will come on the 4th, what are you thinking? Haha</p><p>My garden is doing well, and we've entered the daily watering stage. I have lots of green tomatoes, and I can't wait until they ripen. There are 6 bell pepper plants too, but no fruit on those yet, just blooms. I had a visitor I noticed yesterday....</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiglPM83sngElhOFT3bJLZtTwpidluK57m5SASbaTQ6gborGd3pyu1Z4lkG-Nd4nLhjMk62zhxSBSR4imUpODS1xginsqjJBAtX6yJWmLiPnpDF5fMaKre1hYrOqFTZlbZHMDD4nMLRpb9PGqNTTmxXdKpyUQyzdg_6PYpSwbqCgZwSiQFrgW6oMwZXrZE/s2474/IMG_2017.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2474" data-original-width="2134" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiglPM83sngElhOFT3bJLZtTwpidluK57m5SASbaTQ6gborGd3pyu1Z4lkG-Nd4nLhjMk62zhxSBSR4imUpODS1xginsqjJBAtX6yJWmLiPnpDF5fMaKre1hYrOqFTZlbZHMDD4nMLRpb9PGqNTTmxXdKpyUQyzdg_6PYpSwbqCgZwSiQFrgW6oMwZXrZE/s320/IMG_2017.jpeg" width="276" /></a></div><p>I noticed this catepillar on my dill plant and looked it up...it will be a black swallowtail butterfly someday. I can't move it to my wysteria, because they like dill, parsley, etc. I am just gonna let it go, and hope I get to see it emerge from it's chrysalis. Although it will likely disappear and unexpectedly as it came. </p><p>Well, it's time to clean the bathroom and then take a shower. Y'all have a wonderful weekend!</p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456304947047424819.post-43668167623318821412023-06-10T10:16:00.003-06:002023-06-10T10:16:41.224-06:00Trials of life.......<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Hi_O_7u1F3zPtEc3yKKR3Ik1c4L1PwZm9WLLLc46QTWYMdU-tiTUU9m8w-ZYEduhxoEfQda35E_DB7FYcSNR3qKNPrBdb8VRJlV4KgQCdiTHy82KUm2YRhIuFHjYU-awhJ-vYtR7aWVMJDmqrj5XEAZLfKgHn3qGEle7RshnWToQk-_OcBw-V1Hz/s482/Screenshot%202023-06-10%20at%209.43.20%20AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="356" data-original-width="482" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Hi_O_7u1F3zPtEc3yKKR3Ik1c4L1PwZm9WLLLc46QTWYMdU-tiTUU9m8w-ZYEduhxoEfQda35E_DB7FYcSNR3qKNPrBdb8VRJlV4KgQCdiTHy82KUm2YRhIuFHjYU-awhJ-vYtR7aWVMJDmqrj5XEAZLfKgHn3qGEle7RshnWToQk-_OcBw-V1Hz/s320/Screenshot%202023-06-10%20at%209.43.20%20AM.png" width="320" /></a></div>A couple Romeo and I are friends with had plans to take a "round the world" cruise. Then Covid came around and they weren't able to go for 2 1/2 years.....finally in mid-January, they were cleared to go. Both really excited. They have the finances to make it really special ~ a nice cabin with a deck. <p></p><p>Two months into it, and the husband becomes sick ~ I'm still not sure if it was a urinary tract infection which spiraled into other things, or if it was a heart problem. Next thing we hear, he's in the ICU in Dubai, where he stayed for nearly a week before being transferred out to a general floor. In the meantime, Patti is going crazy, taking an uber back and forth to the hospital, worrying. Of course, the cruise ship had to leave them behind. Luckily, Patti is a very smart and resourceful person. In order to get back home, they had to hire a traveling nurse (who knew there was such a thing?) who accompanied them on the flights home. Patti said she was amazing, taking care of luggage and transfers, and of course, Matt. My friend and I went to see tham a couple of weeks after they returned, and heard the whole crazy story. Matt was lucky to be alive, and is now doing well, for an 87 year old. Crazy stuff. I think the moral of the story is don't wait to do those trips! I think if Covid had not intervened the trip would have been without incident. But who knows? </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJCtj1GVKzWThbNxXZKU-F2uYlJhqatdz8yk9FMVv6P-I-clgj6DOt4M8dAkPFvyoPoNy4Ek0txtgKFveIpVbrjLbCekK-5NQpBiJepUzMg7OrHfRHG75rVkR-CG1MuECRqaIazr_0zSr4MJ73xbCScZFNgU_HkigFsAvj5oQFEfkPcUJD4d1YrhRD/s870/Screenshot%202023-06-10%20at%2010.00.52%20AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="776" data-original-width="870" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJCtj1GVKzWThbNxXZKU-F2uYlJhqatdz8yk9FMVv6P-I-clgj6DOt4M8dAkPFvyoPoNy4Ek0txtgKFveIpVbrjLbCekK-5NQpBiJepUzMg7OrHfRHG75rVkR-CG1MuECRqaIazr_0zSr4MJ73xbCScZFNgU_HkigFsAvj5oQFEfkPcUJD4d1YrhRD/s320/Screenshot%202023-06-10%20at%2010.00.52%20AM.png" width="320" /></a></div><p>About 6 weeks ago, one of our friends from our church was riding his bike, and said he was feeling odd, his legs felt weak. He got off the bike and crumpled to the ground, unable to get up. He had a rare spinal stroke that has left him paralyzed from the waist down. One day, just doing his normal things, the next day unable to stand. The doctors said he will likely never walk again, a devastating diagnosis. He refuses to see anyone outside of family. He did receive treatment relatively quickly. He was one of our main chanters in the church. Grew up attending, was baptized there and married there. I think it's easy to say that his family is one of the cornerstones. Now, he says he will not ever return, but I am hoping that it's just the anger and frustration that he is feeling. Can you imagine being fine one day and paralyzed the next? I can't. I imagine I would feel angry too. Hopefully he'll want to have visitors in the next few months, but I will respect his wishes if he continues to avoid non-family members. So horribly sad, although he could have easily died. I'm glad he is still with us ~ but I'm not sure at this point he feels the same. </p><p>Love, 365<br /></p><p><br /></p>It's.a.crazy.worldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01097206219065815316noreply@blogger.com6