Saturday, August 05, 2017


I was sick for about a week and still not quite back to my normal, but wanted to pop in and fill you in on what's been happening around here before I have a zillion pictures and too much to tell--LOL!  This is not all of the pictures I actually took, by any means--(I just pick the best ones)--but grab a cup or glass of something delicious and here we go...
No this is not the goose with the hurt wing.  He's safely off at a farm somewhere.  This is a new young goose who showed up.  Seemed like she had a bad foot or leg.  
She couldn't stand very long at all... 
...slept a lot... 
...walked very slowly... 
...and was shaky on her feet. 
But she LOVED my patio because I had the water dish. 
As you can see, Annie wasn't afraid of her. 
[Sure, Annie!  Run away if I even stand up or clear my throat, but let a huge goose walk right up to you?  Cats!  Go figure!]
This new goose hung around my patio for days and days--more so than the other one!  He liked it, too--but she'd stay here most of the day into the evening---sleeping, drinking, and pooping. 
She got so she'd efficiently sit, eat grass, drink, and poop all at the same time. 
She'd leave and slowly make her way down the apartment building to where there were people feeding her bread, cinnamon rolls, bird seed, and who knows what all every day. 
Annie would wait for her. 
 The goose would come back here to sleep and drink.
All this Wild Kingdom Goose TV did cause Annie to spend a whole LOT more time out and not under the bed, though--LOL!  
But after a week or so Miss Goose was much better.   
She could walk faster, stand a long time... 
 ...and was really used to being hand fed.  She'd follow me around as I watered the flowers and even tried to peck at my cream colored shoes that must have looked like bread to her.  The only thing I had put out was some oatmeal she didn't want--and yet she always expected a handout every time she saw me outside.  I'd try to shoo her away--she'd back away, but come right back.  Not the least bit afraid of me, really.
Okay--two Wednesdays ago Leah brought me to that dentist appointment.  The drilling went well, but I brought up that my make-shift peg tooth seemed to have kind of twisted a little bit and I was afraid it was loose.  Several years ago this dentist had put some kind of filler along the gum line to try to keep it anchored for a while.  I was hoping maybe he could do that again.  (He was not the dentist that did this in the first place must have been in 2001-2002 maybe--can't remember now--has fallen out before but it has been years ago now.)
Well, I ended up with an x-ray and a kind of basic diagnosis (which wasn't conclusive--he's afraid I might have a fractured root).  But that peg tooth is definitely loose, he can't do that temporary repair again, he couldn't just leave it and send me off in good conscience because I could swallow it or inhale it or lose it (and hopefully that won't happen before I go back on the 17th).  Deep breath!  
He needs to pull it out to see what he's dealing with.  
Deeper breath!
1. He may or may not be able to figure out a way to adjust or kind of redo the makeshift peg tooth and replace it solidly somehow so that it is anchored (especially if the root has cracked sideways, which doesn't always show up on an x-ray.  If he possibly can manage it I will leave with a front tooth.

2. If he can't replace the tooth, then I would need the cheapest alternative which would be a one-tooth-partial.  They would have to send a request in to Medicare/Medicaid to see if either of them would cover it.  (Aside: the dental assistant told me they usually won't cover a partial unless it's at least two teeth--even in the front...but who knows, she said with a smile...and all her teeth--LOL!)  I would go home without a tooth right next to a very front tooth and have to wait for the government to decide my tooth fate.

3. If I ended up being denied...let's just say my hillbilly days would begin--LOL!
  This is the kind of stuff that can keep a person up in the dead of night--for no good reason.  Worrying about it won't change a thing.  I try not to think about I continue to eat my soft foods, toast cut into bite-sized pieces, and remember not to bite down on anything whatsoever.  (Which I have been doing for about a month or two now--and have had to bite on that other side for like 15 years.)
I was going to explain the background story on the tooth...but not today.  Maybe next time.  This will be long and full of photos...and I am too tired still after being sick.  Got to use my energy for sewing since I am now behind.  (We all know what they say about plans, eh?)  So after I post this you likely won't hear from me again until the sewing project is finished or nearly so.  :)
Anyways, the next day (two Thursdays ago) Leah was here for a craft night.  I hadn't seen her for over a month so it was basically a gab fest and she dealt with my few techie questions.  I had already--before the dentist--been in a bad fibro flare for a week or so that I couldn't shake.  So I wasn't feeling the greatest that night--but that wasn't unexpected, of course, so I just tried to ignore it, as usual.
The next day I was getting even worse than my usual worse.  Ached all over to the point it felt like my insides ached.  I was in my comfy chair all day.  My view through the cracked blinds (had jammies on). 
Since the goose didn't care for oatmeal and the little 13-striped ground squirrel was absolutely delighted--along with all the birds, of course--I enjoyed some CatTV myself in my misery.  :) 
By that evening I hurt so badly I could hardly hobble about and realized I might actually be sick-sick.  Took my temp.  101.2.  Went to bed and slept 15 hours.  
The temp gradually went down over the next three days...I slept a lot...and we had a new visitor! 
What a little cutie pie! 
I saw it was nibbling on some oatmeal that was wind-caught in some spider webs under the door frame. 
Sick or not, I had to throw on clothes long enough to water the flowers, right?
Can you see the baby bunny down there searching for oatmeal? 
Well, Caroline was going to be bringing me groceries on the I added some raw sunflower seeds, no mess bird seed, and some more oatmeal.   
Sick as I was--I stayed dressed after I hosed the plants and put out oatmeal so that I could have the blinds open for a while and Annie and I could watch CatTV.  :) 
I just adore the little ground squirrels!   
And this is the best pic of Annie and the baby bunny! 
But then--here comes Miss Goose.  She was feeling much better and is so used to being fed that she has gotten a bit forward, shall we say. 
She was still spending time at my patio... 
...even though she doesn't like oatmeal. 
But I had about had it with her! 
Marching up and pecking on my screen. 
Attempting to eat my shoes while I am trying to water the flowers. 
Totally ignoring my derogatory remarks on her personal hygiene...  
...her manners...and I even stooped to personal attacks on her behavior.  She could have cared less. 
Look at my patio!! 
That day this was what she had done in a few hours just since I scrubbed it down in the morning with the deck brush/broom thingie.  I was crubbing down the patio a couple times a day and I was running a fever, for goodness sakes.  Can you blame me for not talking nice to her?!
 I took away the water dish for days, we also had storms for a couple days (apparently geese don't like rain--or being sprayed with a hose shower).   
Oh, Monday night we even had a hailstorm.
I walked down to pay my rent on my first "well" day (the 4th) and ran into Pam, the activity director.  I told her about how I wished they'd stop feeding the goose because she's better now--and how she poops so much on my patio that it's just gross and stained--and how she's trying to come into the apartment even!  Pam said she suspects that somebody HAS let the goose into their apartment.  (Bet the quit the first time she left a nice juicy poop to clean out of their rug!)  
Pam was wistfully hoping they could catch her and bring her to that farm, too.  But I told her this one would be impossible to catch because she CAN fly and run and she's fine now.  She's just human-spoiled.  Pam joked about me having a craft group to sew goose diapers--ROFL!!  (So she was listening from the kitchen in the community room when I was explaining about sewing cloth pads and panty liners--LOL!)
Pam mentioned the "gophers".  So I also explained that the 13-striped ground squirrels are not "gophers" and do not dig up the yard like our pocket gophers do up here.  Yet they are not like a "squirrel", either, because they don't climb trees, get into houses, etc.  They are prairie critters who have small little holes.  I grew up around them.  Was really hard to even find a hole.  So, I hope they don't trap and kill them anymore.  Maybe she'll google them like I suggested?
And maybe they either stopped feeding the goose or they decided to feed the heck out of her while she still thought there was no water at my place anymore--because I haven't seen her now for like three days!!!  I put the water dish back out, the bird seed and sunflower seeds arrived with my soft groceries.  Gooseless!  Been wonderful!  So that is why I have so many pictures of the bunny and ground squirrel!  I didn't mind helping the goose out when it was in trouble--but she's fine now.  They are just soooo messy.  About 2-3 blocks from here is a culvert--and an absolute horde of geese.  The sidewalks and grass and street are just thick with poop.  I sure don't want that here!  (Told Pam that, too.)  Could easily happen if they are feeding one, you know?
Anyways, I hope that's it with the injured geese.  I am thrilled--and so is Annie--to have the regular bird and critter crew back.  :)
I got a few pics back from McFamily.  (You may remember I lost all my pictures.)  Here's Ian in the back yard with his water table, lawnmower, and other toys.  Busy boy!
This was from back at his birthday party in June...eating his cake. 
Haven't seen him for a while.  Grandma needs an Ian fix here pretty soon.  ;) 
I can't remember where Dagan told me they were when Ian saw this old upright manual typewriter... 
...but he was fascinated. 
Funny--he's never noticed the one in my bedroom...that I know of--LOL!  ;)  Might have to get some paper out and show him how it works, eh?  Mine is an Underwood.
Oh, and I almost forgot.  Since I was mentioning Medicare and Medicaid.  Got a bill from the eye doctor and they sent the bills through both Medicare (fed) and Medicaid (state) and out of $270.00 I owe $207.82.  They covered $62.18 between them, I guess.  I called his office to double check.  :(  Oh well.  Another place I will make payments to.
Oh! (still quite foggy brained)--Leah came this last Thursday, too--and we did no crafts again--LOL!  (I still felt too crummy to go to CCC Group--stayed home and sewed.)  Leah and Dagan decided I am going to be the guinea pig to try out an Amazon Fire Stick so we spent the evening setting that up--well, Leah did.  ;)  It's kind of similar to Chromecast but has a remote control I need to figure out how to use.  I can get anything online you already pay for--Amazon Prime videos (& music, I guess, but I have never used that before), HBO Now, Netflix, etc.  More narrow with the services, but I like that it has a remote...once I figure it out--LOL!  At the moment I am watching Netflix DVDs, anyways.  Catching up on Outlander.
Well, that's it.  Right now--I need a good long break for my cranky body (has taken me three hours to write this) and then back to sewing.  You are all caught up.  Cross your fingers Miss Goose went back with her poopy friends--LOL!  We've had wonderful cooler weather for days!!!  I have been loving having the place opened up.  Annie does, too.  As I look out right now the ground squirrel is filling his pouches with seeds, birds are pecking away around him, Annie has her eyes on everybody, I have a fan on me, and it is a cloudy 79 degrees.  Warmer than it has been for a few days.  But we're supposed to stay with upper 70s for highs for the next week, it looks like.  I'll take it!  
Be back when I have at least a huge dent taken out of the sewing project...I hope.  :) :)
"Even if I should be locked up in a narrow cell and a cloud should drift past my small barred window, then I shall bring you that cloud.  Oh God, while there is still the strength in me to do so."
Etty Hillesum

Monday, July 24, 2017


Quick hello!
I forgot to post my favorite photo of Ian when he was opening presents...contemplating the one duck going up and the other duck going down.  :)
I had to let you know the good news about the injured goose! 
Calls had been made to various places to no avail.  BUT--someone who lives here has relatives on a farm.  They came, captured the goose, brought him to the vet (who said the wing should slowly heal and he should probably be able to fly south for the winter), and they brought him to their farm.  He is loving it there and eating well.  :)  So he has a home if he never wants to leave, but should be able to later on if he wants to.  I was soooo happy to hear that.  He's safe!  Has a permanent home if he needs it.  Whoohoo!!
We have had some light rains and drizzles and even brief heavier rains occasionally. 
Yet the grass is turning brown.  Really need some soaking rain.  I water the flowers almost every day and they are still thriving.
Annie is so happy her spinner toy is here and plays with it at least a little while every day.   
 She is doing okay.  Some days she is out more.  Some days she sleeps more.  (True rest requires the safety of being under the bed.)  Since I picked her up and put her on the chair she trusts me less--LOL!  I think she just didn't know what I was up to and it was something new, you know.  She must not have liked it because since then I haven't been able to get close to being in a position to pick her up...or brush her, even.  
But she's out quite often and almost sleeps in her bed near me at night while I watch TV.  (She's caught on to the fact I can't get out of the chair quickly and the chair makes noise so she always has warning time to get away--ROFL!)  She does love to have me wear her out with string toys, though.  Annie seems much more comfortable after a few weeks.  She loves her CatTV.  We are getting along well.  :)
I have slowly been using the baby steps method to get some sewing done.  Took me all week to finish these first five liners for myself to try--various sizes, colors, and fabrics.  All set for Leah to add the snaps on Tuesday.  (She has stronger grip for the fastener than I do.)
Looking forward to a Craft Night as we haven't had one since June.  :)  I have missed them!  I have been spoiled seeing Leah once or twice a week there for a while.  That was going to change soon, regardless.  But it will be nice to see her another time or two before the approaching McBaby arrival will put an end to craft nights for a while.
Next on the assembly-line are eight purple liners for Leah.  (Those are the tops and bottoms lined up for the next step.)  
I am thrilled with having more space to move around in the studio now. 

Anyways, the guy is driving past on the rider mower.  80 degrees--sun filtered through thin clouds.  Annie's napping under the bed.  I am still on very low gear, but push myself past the daily tasks to take an extra baby step or two every day on the sewing project.  Those small steps do add up.  :)
Hope you are having a beautiful day.  
Life is good.  :) :)
"Today is only a small manageable segment of time in which our difficulties need not overwhelm us."

Monday, July 17, 2017


I know--shock!  Only been five days--LOL!
Thought I'd show you how the flower planters are doing. 
This one front planter is the sparsest.  Lost a few plants on this one because it got the brunt of the wind in the storms, I think. 
But they're all looking good I think. 
I had problems getting my pics off the cell phone, as you know, and lost all my past pictures off of OneDrive.  I did it somehow.  Deleted them from cyberspace.  Probably right clicked by accident because I am always doing that on Mr. Rusty.
So, I have a few older pics.  This was back when I was working on the color swatches for the bullet paper. 
Not that long ago...making rectangles. 
One day we had a good 25-30 geese come through.  Most of them were over on the lawn of the other apartments across the way, but a few of them passed by on our side.  (This will be important in a bit.) 
I finished all my testing of pens, pencils, crayons, and markers. 
The Leuchtturm paper did better than I expected! 
I trimmed them top and bottom a bit so that they fit nicely in the back pouch and so that I can transfer them from bullet to bullet. 
This is the new A5 size turquoise bullet I started in July.
I am loving my new weekly spread!! 
For those of you who weren't around a few years ago...this is the red leather fauxdori (half-page size) I made. 
The leather was pretty thin (bought on Amazon).  So thin I had to use an iron-on interfacing to try to stiffen it up a bit.  I made my own inserts for it--writing paper and drawing paper.  Haven't used it much, to be honest.
Also made this smaller fauxdori--which I use all the time.
This one is Field Note/Word notebook size and I use this one for financial stuff.  Budgeting, wish lists, etc. 
I actually bought this one--which is also kept next to my chair. 
Same small size for 5.5 X 3.5 notebooks.  I use this one to keep track of books and TV shows and movies.  (Hey--I can't always remember which season I am on--LOL!) 
My daily journals I have shown you not long ago...but I was taking pictures and thought I'd tell you about my morning routine. 
The five year "Some Lines A Day" journal is the first quick entry in the morning.  I draw in the weather I see out the window and keep track of the weather predictions (put in the day before) and the current temp.  Might be interesting to compare five years from now. 
The next thing is my writing journal.  Blank Nanami Paper "The Standard" A5 size 480 thin Tomoe River paper pages.  Love this notebook!!   
I use a writing guide and it is fountain pen friendly.  Started January first this year and I am about a third of the way through.  I rotate my fountain pens and use a different color ink every day.  Some days I barely write (sadly, I do have those quite often) and other days I write a page or two.
Love-love-love my Standard!!  Got the faux leather cover ($16) and just love that, too.  So soft!
 When I am done with the writing journal it is time for the Bullet--where I review what I did the day before and plans for the day.  Finally--time to hit Mr. Rusty to check email, read blogs, and watch a few youtube videos.  That's my morning routine seven days a week.  
Of course--that's once I get to the table.  Before that my routine has changed a bit this summer.  First I head outside to check the flowers and water if they need it.  I change the bird water dish every day.  Then an old familiar routine is back--scooping the litter box, adding dry food to the dish, and getting fresh water for Annie.  Getting my red thermos of coffee is last before I hit the books--LOL!
Miss Annie is getting more comfortable.  She is out more now during the day.  Even catches a few rays now and then.
The enticement for being out during the day has not been my company.  It's been the birds on CatTV. 
And recently there's been a really big bird.

He's been around here since about Wednesday last week.  I have seen other residents feeding him something or other.  When he sees me come out on the patio to water he comes waddling up to see if I have anything to feed him.  One day I had old tortilla wraps that I cut into small squares and threw out there.  He ate some of them, but I think the grackles got the most of them--LOL!
I spent one day searching through the yellow pages and online...but we don't have any wildlife rehab people up here.  Closest ones are down by Minneapolis or possibly St Cloud (they specialize--years ago I drove a baby red squirrel down to Mpls).  Anyways, I made up a list of places to ask for help.  I plan to bring it down to the office to Pam (our new activity lady) to see if she would call around and deal with it.  (I know Nazar wouldn't.)  Find out if anyone has called around or if I should try.  But I have to catch Pam when she's here.
Meanwhile...back at the ranch.  I've been in a real fibro flare for a couple weeks now.  I hate to admit to myself when these flares take over.  I optimistically wake up every day expecting to have less pain and more energy.  :(  But when the days turn into weeks...well, there's no use fighting it.  It's just an internal battle, after all, that frustrates me...and I lose anyways.  Waste of emotional energy, right?  So I just get through the usual stuff one has to do each day...and if I do manage anything extra it has been very little.
I did use the botanical line drawing book to draw and color a few flowers and leaves on writing tablets I use for letters.
One day I cleaned 10 fountain pens.  Went to fill them and discovered that I can't fill my new TWSBI ECO with a sample vial.  It doesn't come apart--so you have to fill it with the plunger--and that didn't work with a little sample vial.  Not for me anyways.  I learned I will have to use a bottle--a full enough bottle--to dip the nib in and suck up the ink.  I am used to using a syringe.  Clean and neat.
This was only one of my turquoise stained hands AFTER I had scrubbed and scrubbed.
That is why I fill with syringes--LOL!  And I will only own the one TWSBI ECO.  ;)
Once--a couple nights ago--I picked up Annie and brought her up on the chair with me--and she didn't jump off right away!!
She stayed for several minutes!!  Not that she was "comfortable".  Look at those ears--LOL!
Yes, I wear wild socks--LOL!
So, there is hope that she might eventually sit with me on the chair sometimes.  I will probably have to pick her up and put her there--but she might stay longer after more time goes by.  She doesn't run under the bed when I stand up...well, not usually.  She jumps up and runs to a different part of the room or stands in the hallway till she sees what I am up to.  But that is progress, right?
Annie leaps up when I stand up...scared of dangerous me...but she isn't afraid of the injured goose??  And he's huge!  
He comes by a few times a day for water.  This is Annie's favorite spot to wait and watch for birds.
She moved around..was staring so intently.
I got up to see what riveted her attention (notice Annie immediately ran away).
Our goose friend was parked by my planter--LOL!  He rested there for quite a while.
I've seen him stand up and flap his wings so he can lift it up...but it still drags terribly.
I'll let you know what I find out.
Meanwhile, maybe I should google what to feed Canadian geese...and if they can survive up here all winter?  Wish I wasn't feeling like such a noodle.
Oh, I almost forgot!  (Fibro fog)  I will leave you with a video I finally got off my cellphone!!  Really entertainment for mama, daddy, and grandma--but you're welcome to join us.  :)


Note: See that toy on the table?  Said three years and up--what a crock!  Ian was getting a little tired by the time they left, but he seemed to enjoy the day.  We visited, had a meal, and Ian opened presents before they left.  He loves water toys.
Have a peaceful week.  :) :)
"It is enough to be grateful for the next breath."
Br. David Steindl-Rast