Monday, August 3, 2020

It's A Balancing Act

Walter frequently uses my foot 
as a step to get down from the couch.

It's a balancing act for him
which mimics what I feel these days.

Staying isolated-staying alive/versus not
Figuring out the new blogger/chucking it all-why bother
Taking time to prepare good meals/eat a peanut butter sandwich
Be furious at the government/not internalize retain sanity
Clean the house/ no one sees it but me, screw it
Keep abreast of the news/take another nap and hide
Despise the human idiots/well, there is no alternative

Idiots choose to remain ignorant, while uninformed folk
can be educated; but idiots believe 
what they want, regardless of truths.

Wash my hair/choosing not to more often than naught
Try to save plants/they're half fried in 111 degree heat anyway

I am constantly struggling to maintain normalcy,
balancing what I should do, think or feel
against an overwhelming sense of
isolation and sadness.

I'm a tough ole mare, but lord, some days are rough.


Thursday, July 23, 2020

The Moon Me And Death Cleaning

Well, it was a different birthday.
I still got some fun gifts,
fun food, and saw my kids
via Zoom for over 2 hours.
All remotely

These are different times for sure.

Hannah got me a wireless moon lamp

Very fitting since the moon is ruler in
my sign of CANCER.
Also she frequently signs off
love you to the moon and back.

In addition to a neat message board,
Ben got me ALL the fixings 
for ice cream sundaes.
ALL -peanuts, cherries, bananas,
waffle bowls, candy bar mix-ins,
syrup and a VAT of ice cream.
I plan to just rub it on my hips and ass
as that's where it will end up anyway.

I saw my first human I personally know
up close, as my friend Sue shopped for me and
brought me brownies and scones.
I've been alone 173 days.

We were masked and sat about 10 feet apart,
but I was still nervous.
Walter wasn't horrible but he was nervous, maybe 
feeding off my energy.
He isn't socialized to people yet poor thing
but he tried. 

I've been doing a lot of chatting to my sister moon,
as she peeks just under my window frame
while I lie in bed. I ask for protection
for my family and yours.
It never hurts to have the universe pulling for you.

I am just three years younger than my folks were
when they passed. That's a pretty somber thought.
Years ago I talked about being prepared and not leaving
a mess for your loved ones.

It bears rereading

Now is a perfect time to take care of that,
so if you haven't
 get on it!

Love you guys


Saturday, July 18, 2020

Fan's Blowing - Not Wearing Pants

Desiring a different view than the three rooms 
I hang in during Covid - kitchen, family room
 and bedroom -

I tried to sit out on my enclosed porch 
with the french doors open and a fan
blowing directly into the room 
from the air conditioned adjacent family room.

Not wearing any pants, but it made no difference.
Just too damn hot.

Thursday, July 2, 2020

View From A Couch

Watched the news
There are no words
There are not enough words

Dream of better days


Did you spy the recorder on the table 
in the first photo? It was Ben or Hannah's
from school - I use it to call Walter back inside.

Sunday, June 28, 2020

Dogs Dogs Dogs

Without dogs, this quarantine 
would be much harder
for many of us.

Found this shot of Walter and his brother
on the rescue site. This was right after he was found.
I adopted him several weeks later.
There are days I wish I had taken both, but after
thousands in vet bills the last couple years I was 
concerned about cost. 

Here's the little bugger now.
Yep that's a rock in his mouth.
He brought this one inside.
How he's grown!

He is still a weirdo.
Insists on sleeping this way, tip of nose far right.

Someone is in time out.

New grand-dog Rilo on the left- Tubbs on the right.
Rilo was a quarantine rescue. They're adjusting well.

Everyone everywhere has had their say 
about everything going on.
I don't feel I have anything new to add.

If you've followed me for any time,
you already know where I stand.
You know I would like to clobber a few idiots 
who are too selfish, too ignorant, too lazy to 
be educated with scientific facts, or are
too evil to speak any truths.

Of course if I could clobber em, then if #45 
gets the affordable care act repealed, then they 
too would suffer insurance issues as their
existing conditions (my flattening their heads)
would no longer be covered.

Now, where is my cast iron skillet?


Thursday, June 18, 2020

Once There Were Two Studios

For several years I had a second studio in my garage.
I have hardly used it in the past three years, 
so yesterday I decided to drag, push, and pull
 the vintage piece through a tiny garage doorway
into the family room.

Here is what I started with, and throughout a lazy afternoon
I painted some mustard on the shelf backs, and
covered the blue stars with ash grey paint.
I may go back and re- do in soft black
 as they are still "reading" blue.

I was bingeing Collateral on Netflix,
while grabbing a little this and that.

I ended up here for now.
I'm sure I'll change it up a little
as I live with it a few days.
For sure I will be making a fuller curtain 
for bottom shelving.

I have purged so much I don't really need the storage,
but it seemed to me she belonged inside
after paying her dues.

Yep, she belongs right there.


Monday, June 15, 2020

More Sanctuary

and Walter weirdo who sleeps in the darnedest positions

Tuesday, June 9, 2020

Around The House

It's a good thing I like my home.

I've been hanging inside here for
 131 days.

Friday, June 5, 2020

When All Else Fails

Burrow in

I've never before had a dog that likes to burrow.
Walter could win a medal for burrowing.

Yesterday he tried to climb up inside my 
maxi dress. 

I don't blame him a bit.
He was neutered this week. Not fun. The gravel is 
 too hot for his pads when he insists on going out 
in the high heat of the afternoon, 
but he is learning to follow the shade.

He has also sensed that I'm not so happy these days.

It is heart wrenching to watch what has
become of our nation, not just recently, but 
for decades. We have let corporate greed and
privileged white autocrats usurp our freedoms.

We are not done working on this democracy.
Many of us have become complacent and
'busy" with everyday matters.
That has to stop- wake up call folks.

Throughout our history we have risen to
fight the good fight. This time is no different, but I
pray it will be. That this moment is truly a catalyst for 
significant and meaningful change.
While many are fighting this fight; under cover of 
tweets, this administration is also decimating 
our ecological futures, placing racist conservative judges
 in federal positions and thousands have 
been deported, even young people, 
dumped to fend for themselves, 
or returned to countries where 
their very lives are in jeopardy. 
 My despair and fury run neck and neck,
alongside pride and hope for my kids. 

I wish that I too could just burrow
and make the days feel lighter.

But I can't.
It's all too damn important.


Thursday, May 28, 2020

Heads Down Butts Up Crazy

Went to sleep with him on my hip,
woke up to this.
Heads down butts up crazy these days.

Fascinated by this plant a balloon flower.

It bursts open to reveal a lovely purple beauty.
I wish I could "catch it" during the bursting part.

Got all the tomatoes planted, some in here
some in the old rose garden area.
Need to hook up the drip system once I get more 
veggies in there.

 My fig tree is looking good.
The birds did not get at the figs yet.
Fingers crossed

Whatever is in the pantry pasta -
 I didn't have enough of any one thing so I just
threw together whatever. 

Very good lemon pepper pasta made with my
own lemons and my own basil.

My son is such a  great cook,
every night a great concoction.
Last night moco loco.
Oh, how I wish I lived closer.

Ben and Helene adopting a new pup.
Our next gathering will now
 be 5 adults and 4 dogs. Yikes!
I pray little Walter will adapt as he 
is not dog socialized, or people
 either for that matter.
He gets window time each day to accept 
humans and canines walking by
without going nuts.
We're working on it.

He still likes to "perch" on my shoulder.
It was adorable when he weighed 6 lbs.
He climbs up my left front  
onto my shoulders and then curves around
onto the right shoulder. When he was small he would 
hang out there; he no longer fits.

Now he has to balance there, and then 
 he reaches around so he can kiss my face
 before falling off the right side
( nice roots eh?)

Bad pup parenting but I don't care.
It make us both happy and during
 these insane times with 
insane and ignorant humans,
Walter and I will be keeping our
heads down butts up,
away from all of it.

Stay safe


Tuesday, May 19, 2020

A Whole Bunch Of Stuff

Huge surprise for Mothers Day,
thanks to Ben and Helene.
A new tv with Roku and lots of bells 
and whistles. It took some doing on my 
part to get it installed along with 
the sound bar I already had, but I DID IT!

I  know many of you have mega tvs
 but to me this is mega and just fits.

Old tv ( I think Hannah was in HS when I bought)
was so heavy- that may have been hardest part.
It has only made it to the garage so far.

I also got an enormous dinner, a favorite,  
via cheesecake factory
 from Hannah which lasted
 me three meals and 
included the most 
amazing brussel sprout appetizer.
Over the next couple days I got more goodies
in the mail.
I've got great kids.

Walter had his first bath yesterday.
At first I thought it was going to be big trouble,
but he settled down fairly quickly.
He's now fluffy and clean.

He needed a bath because he has been 
helping me get a vegetable garden going.
I am starting so late but there 
are things I can do now and then ramp up 
in the fall.

I found a great raised DIY planter on sale.
A whole passel of screws but easy to do.

It even came with the black liner.
So today Walter and I spent hours getting it ready and 
planting some tomatoes I ordered on line
in an unused area of the yard. 

Bought this paint by number painting to keep 
me distracted and I got a nice supply of books 
from blogger friend Jane- you all know her
as Blondie.  Thank you Jane!

I really, really miss the library
 and she was so kind to send me some 
of hers to read. During the sale in Oct, I 
donated 400 to my library
 fearing a move was imminent. hmmm?

 A Place To Call Home has ended,
I'm caught up on Dead To Me and Maisel.
Binged The Ranch on Netflix
Not highbrow by any means, but I liked it.

Sunday night is now my tv night
Call the Midwife
Killing Eve

and now I'm watching on a cool modern tv.

Baked some oatmeal cookies last night.

Oh yeah,  he's a runner and a thief.

Stay safe, stay home as much as possible
and stay well.