Someone, presumably Roxie, managed to knock the whole tree over while leaving the bungee cord securing it to the table intact. It was at this point that my enthusiasm for a tree began to wane. Don’t get me wrong. I love having a tree, I just don’t enjoy it becoming an ongoing hassle.
In a moment of desperation, I did an internet search and placed an order for a new tree. While waiting on the new tree to arrive, Roxie’s depredations continued. By Saturday, there were only three ornaments left on the tree. All but two have been recovered for use again at some point in the future.
The new tree arrived today. Kenn and I had it unboxed and assembled in less than ten minutes.
Bear has climbed the tree a couple of times and sharpened his claws on the base. Nyx lounged under the tree for a few minutes. And Roxie? Well, she has pulled a couple of the “ornaments” off only to pay them no attention when I put them back. So, yeah. The great destructor of trees is completely ignoring the one designed for her. Jerk.
How many Christmas trees do you have? None? One? Multiple?
Y’all know I’m a cat lady and that we have several cats. I’m an old pro at introducing cats to Christmas trees and dealing with the occasional ornament on the floor. All of our ornaments are shatter-proof so, no big deal. Then, Roxie joined our clowder.
The reason we can’t have nice things.
Roxie may look like a Calico, but she’s actually a kleptomaniac. Nothing is safe since she joined the family. I have yet to find half of my fridge magnets. Among the things I have caught her carrying around: a 9mm shell casing, a screwdriver, and a roll of film. I didn’t even know we had any undeveloped film rolls!
Last year, I almost didn’t put up a tree because I didn’t want my ornaments getting lost and/or destroyed. I finally put the tree up a week before Christmas but didn’t put any ornaments on it. That worked okay, but I didn’t want to go that basic again this year.
This year, I decided to start introducing Roxie to the concept of ornaments. To keep from stressing, I’m only using “filler” ornaments – the ones that I won’t be upset about if something happens to them.
So far, things are going about as I expected. Roxie has spent a lot of time in the tree and on the floor swatting at ornaments. At least three ornaments are no longer on the tree, and I have no idea where they are.🤣 As a matter of fact, our tree looks a lot like the ones when our sons were young – most of the ornaments are on the upper half of the tree.
This is my life now.
Those of you with cats – or other pets – do they interact with your tree?
It’s the middle of November which usually means I am in the middle of participating in NaNoWriMo. I made the decision not to participate this year a few months ago; several days out-of-town during the month and Thanksgiving made the event a no-go before it even started. I also decided I can no longer support an organization that has become such a dumpster fire. Organizations come and go, but it’s rare to have the opportunity to watch one die a slow, painful death at the hands of the ones who should be trying to save it.
Image from depositphotos.com
The problems began with complaints that one of the forum mods was grooming children – a big problem which took far too long for the board to resolve. The latest in a long line of bad decisions is a statement from the interim director basically saying that disabled writers need AI in order to write, followed by a statement calling anyone who disagreed with that statement (including all of the disable writers who complained) ableist and classist. After a year of one fox up after another, the entire board resigned. The last I heard, there are now only three people on staff at NaNo: the interim director, an intern, and a part-time IT person. There’s a whole Google doc detailing all that has gone wrong. If you decide to read it, I suggest you don your comfy clothes and grab some popcorn; it’s long.
NaNoWriMo meant a lot to me. I have always been a bit of a misfit. However, the first time I got together with the local NaNo group, I knew I had met my people; these people got me. It’s great when you meet a group of people whose weird compliments your own. The camraderie of the NaNo experience is a part of what made the experience fun. The loss of what the experience once was makes me sad. I have uploaded my NaNo stats to TrackBear and will use that site for any future projects unless NaNo can pull out a miracle. (IMO, the best thing they can do at this point would be to replace the interim director; her inflexibility and unwillingness to listen to any voices other than her own are a good part of why the organzation is where it is now.)
I guess as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. For me, the only thing left at this point is to mourn and move on. Any other Wrimos out there? How do you feel about the state of the organization?
I know, I know. Cell phones don’t have cords – hence the whole “wireless” descriptor. But, sometimes my brain settles on a title and there’s no changing it. Such is the case with this post.
I may have mentioned in previous posts that Kenn is not a fan of change. When decisions need to be made, I do my research, make my decision, and am ready to act. Kenn, on the other hand needs days/weeks/months to come to terms with the pending change. Admittedly, life doesn’t always allow a lot of time for decisions – some need to be made right. now. But, when a decision can be postponed without major consequences for us, they can drag out seemingly forever. Seriously. It took years for me to convince Kenn we no longer needed a landline.
Another potential change that has been dragging out for years is changing cell service providers.We have been with Verizon Wireless for twenty years and have been paying through the nose for that honor. We have discussed changing providers ad nauseum. One of the biggest hindrances to making a change was our concern about coverage when we travel. However, as the years have passed, the difference in coverage between the various providers has become minimal. And, no matter the coverage, this is a big country and there are still plenty of areas where there is no cell service.
During our trip to Saint Augustine, we had yet another discussion about changing providers. I finally put my foot down. I didn’t want to talk about this any more. We either needed to pick another provider and change or just admit that we were going to stay with Verizon regardless of the cost. Kenn then took it upon himself to do some research. (Yay!) I’m always glad when he does this. I can give him all of the information in the world, but doing some of the research himself helps him be more willing to move forward with the change.
I am pleased to announce that, after years (and years) of discussion, we are no longer with Verizon. We are now Mint Mobile customers. Kenn changed over about a month and a half before I did so we could compare his Mint coverage to my Verizon coverage in the areas we visit most often. We were both surprised that in some areas of South Carolina near our kids, he had a stronger signal than I did. I made the change approximately a month ago and have had no problems. The best part is that I can pre-pay for 3 months of Mint for both of us for roughly what I was paying for one month of service from Verizon; this makes both me and our bank account very happy.
Just to be nosy – what cell provider do you use? How long have you been with that provider?
Our house (aka The Cabin) is very rustic and we love it. One of the only things I haven’t been crazy about is the fact that the front door and shutters are green. Green is my least favorite color. It makes sense; the green accents and brown siding help The Cabin “blend in” with our wooded lot. Over time, it has become obvious that the painting of the door was one of those sort of slapdash “fixes” to pretty up the house for selling. Everything door-related had been painted green: the window dividers, the door, and the doorframe. Over the years since we moved in, the paint had begun fading and started peeling. There were many discussions about repainting the door and what color(s) we should use. We finally quit talking about painting and actually painted. (Go, us!)
The Cabin with its original green door
I knew I wanted to paint the window dividers white like they were originally. Initially, I wanted to paint the doorframe white as well, but decided that that would be too stark against the darker shutters and siding. In a flash of inspiration, we decided to paint the doorframe brown. I’m a big fan of Behr paint-and-primer-in-one. (Behr is sold at Home Depot.) I’ve seen Behr work miracles covering some extremely dark colors with only one coat. I had a hunch that the front door would not be one of these miracles since the green we were covering was so dark. I was right. Even the dark brown took two coats (and a few touch-ups) to cover the green. Due to our cats, we couldn’t have the door open for hours while we painted and let the paint dry. We did as much painting as we could with the door in place. Friday, we took the door down and replaced it with a sheet of plywood, which remained in place until late Saturday when the paint was dry enough to rehang the door. (We also removed the weather stripping before rehanging the door since it had also been painted green. We’ll install new weather stripping in a couple of days when the paint is fully cured. The humidity level around here slows the drying time.)
The temporary door placeholder and its newly brown frame.
What color did we decide to paint the door itself and how many coats did it take? Kenn chose the color, which is appropriately named Extreme Yellow. (Or, as I call it, YELLow.) I’m the one who is all about color and sparkle, so the fact that Kenn chose such a vibrant color still amazes me. It took four coats of yellow to cover the green, and there are still a few places I may touch-up. Okay, I’ve yammered on enough, so it’s time for the big reveal. (Drum roll, please.) Kenn is thrilled with the finished product; he says it makes him smile every time he sees it.
The Cabin with its new, extremely yellow door.
We’re planning to leave the shutters green – at least for now. Of course, the more that I look at the “new” door, the more I think we need to change the shutters. If we do repaint them, they won’t be as bright as the door.
So, what do you think? Paint the shutters or leave them be? What color would you recommend for the shutters?
It’s kind of weird to realize that you’ve been with someone well over half of your life. Kenn and I started dating at eighteen, so we’ve been together for forty-four years.😮 As of September 20th, Kenn and I have been married for thirty-eight years. We had some rough times early on (talking to a divorce lawyer rough), but we decided to work things out and came out stronger on the other side. Here’s to many more!
We try to take short trips for our birthdays and Kenn chose Saint Augustine as the location for his birthday trip this year; specifically, Anastasia State Park. I can’t regale you with all of the fabulous things we did because there weren’t any, LOL. For us, mini vacations – especially beach vacations – are for relaxing and going with the flow. We discussed going kayaking or on an air boat expedition but did neither. Heck, we didn’t even play mini-golf.
Medici Lion
Beach access in the park was a short drive from the campground, so we went for a walk on the beach once or twice a day. Our walks included searching for shark’s teeth, but they were few and far between (unlike Fernandina Beach). If you like seashells, Saint Augustine is the place to be; the beach was littered with shells of all shapes, sizes, and colors. Second only to the number of shells was the number of seagulls. The gulls were not the least bit bothered by the people on their beach, nor did they mind posing for photos.
One of the beautiful beach sunsets
When traveling, we tend to only have two meals per day: breakfast and then a late lunch/early supper that we call “lupper”. Food probably played the biggest role in our trip. We ventured downtown to dine at a different restaurant each day. While the downtown area was busy, we were able to find parking relatively easily. Tip: if you’re planning to spend time in Saint Augustine, brush up on your parallel parking skills. I have to give Kenn props for how easily he parked our Toyota Tundra; he made it look easy.
The first day, we ate at Prohibition Kitchen Gastropub. I loved the vibe of the decor, and the food was good. I had the PK Poutine just so I could try pork belly. I think I would have liked the pork belly better if it had been crispy. I also had a Hibiscus Spritz (Elderflower, lemon, simple syrup, mint, hibiscus, sparkling wine) and Kenn and I split a bread pudding for dessert. I’ve never met a bread pudding that I haven’t liked; this one, while good, had a sugary crust that made it a bit too sweet for my taste, and that’s saying a lot.
We can never pass up a big pretzel!PK PoutineMy Hibiscus Spritz and my hubby
We love a good Irish pub, but the only two we visited with any regularity (one in Savannah, GA and the other in Fernandina Beach, FL) have both closed. So, of course, we had to eat at Meehan’s Irish Pub; I hope it survives our visit since the others have not. We started out with an order of Irish Chips (aka fries) and I had a yummy Shepard’s Pie made with beef and lamb. I would have loved to try their bread pudding, but since I had chowed down on the chips, I had no room left. But, rather than have no dessert, we stopped by Mayday and picked up pints of ice cream to take back to the camper for later. (Mint chocolate chip for Kenn and salted caramel for me.)
Shepard’s Pie. Yum.
Our last day we ate at Casa Reina Taqueria & Tequila. I had Carne y Papas tacos which is the first time I’ve had fries on a taco. Side note: whenever I see chihuahua cheese on a menu, I have a mental image of herds of chihuahuas hooked up to tiny milking machines. (I’m weird, I know.) I also loved the mural on the dining room wall.
Since the Castillo de San Marcos National Monument was right there, we thought we’d go and get another stamp for our National Parks Passport book. However, we didn’t want to pay the $15 per person entry fee. Kenn is much more of a history buff than I am, but we both felt like if you’ve seen one old fort, you’ve pretty much seen them all and since we’ve seen several, we noped out of this one.
My one photo of the fort.
We also had the opportunity to go into “mom and dad” mode for a while. When we stopped to check out the ancient quarry trail in the park, we met Patrick and Amelia, college students in Sarasota up for a day trip; their car was dead. We tried jumping them off – even using two different sets of jumper cables – but were unsuccessful. We then loaded them and their battery in our truck and drove them to the auto parts store where they were able to get a replacement battery under warranty. (Amelia and I had a chance to bond over being fair-skinned people at the beach.) We made sure that the new battery worked as it should and gave them our numbers in case they had more problems. It felt good to be in the right place to help these kids when they needed it.
My birthday is in November and we’ve already got reservations near Bryson City, NC. I love Bryson City and it has been years since we’ve been to Cades Cove and other locations in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park.
I used to be a huge fan of the Olympics. During the summer Olympics I was glued to the television watching women’s gymnastics and during the winter Olympics, figure skating had my attention. At some point over the years, I stopped. Now I just get the highlights, if that. (Although, this year I think I missed a lot by not seeing Snoop Dogg in action. I need to see if someone has done a “best of Snoop Dogg” compilation.)
However, as awesome as Snoop Dogg seemed to be, there were a few memorable moments that won my heart. Kenn got a big kick out of Yusuf Dikec and how his casual shooting stance took over the Olympics. Kenn tends to avoid social media, so I spent a lot of time sending him memes.
Yusuf Dikec. Image from Yahoo Sports.
The images of Chinese gymnast Zhou Yaqin learning about the medal-biting tradition from Italian gymnasts Alice D’Amato and Manila Esposito is hands-down one of the cutest things ever.
Zhou Yaqin, Alice D’Amato and Manila Esposito. Image from Reddit
However, in my opinion, the single best thing to come out of the 2024 Summer Olympics is gymnast Stephen Nedoroscik, aka Pommel Horse Guy.
Stephen Nedoroscik. Paul Ellis/Getty Images
Stephen is the best thing to happen to nerd-dom in forever. Nerds and geeks tend to have a reputation as anti-social guys living in their parents’ basements while doing nothing except playing video games and occasionally foraging for junk food. And, I’m sure there are nerds who fit that stereotype. However, the majority of us don’t. I am a major nerd and I’m not even a dude! I love video games and could talk to you about my favorite games for hours. I’m also a wife, mom, grammie, and writer among other things. (Like Stephen, I can’t see two feet in front of me without my glasses.) Stephen has shown the world that not only can you be an unabashed glasses-wearing nerd who loves video games, rubic cubes, and math, you can also be an athlete. And not just an athlete, but a world-class athlete! (I’ve seen reports that more boys are now signing up for gymnastics lessons.) Thank you, Stephen. You have done more for nerds in general and future nerdy athletes than you will ever know.
If anyone is curious, my favorite video games are The Mass Effect series, Fallout 4, and the Dragon Age franchise.
Do you watch the Olympics? If so, what are your favorite events?
Rain or drought, heat or cold, the weather is always a popular topic of conversation. Feeling awkward in a social situation? Discuss the weather! Once summertime – or at least summer temperatures – roll around, the humidity becomes the primary topic of discussion among us native southerners. It’s hard to think of anything else when the humidity slaps you in the face before attempting to suffocate you every time you step out your door.
After the traveling we’ve done over the past few years, I’m here to tell y’all that it really is the humidity. Once of the first times this was really brought to our attention was when we visited Devil’s Tower National Monument, Wyoming in 2019. The park rangers were all very apologetic that the humidity was so high during our visit; it was 25%. I told one of the rangers that, while I appreciated her concern, I’m from Georgia and 25% humidity doesn’t even register with me. As a matter of fact, it felt wonderful. (Just as a point of reference, the current level of humidity is 68% and that’s not particularly high for July.)
Image courtesy of depositphotoscom
However, it took out trip out west last year to fully bring home the difference between heat with low humidity and heat with high humidity. All of the parks we visited had signs stating that visitors shouldn’t hike when the temperature is above 90℉ and recommending the amount of water that should be carried per person per hike. We were blown away by the whole idea of not hiking when the temp is over ninety. Around here, that would knock out hikes any time between April and October. It took a few days before it dawned on me that the lack of humidity is exactly the reason why it would be so much easier to get dehydrated. (Apparently I can be a little slow sometimes.) When the humidity is low, your sweat evaporates (as it should) without you ever realizing how much liquid you are actually losing. Around here, when you sweat, it literally runs down your skin and soaks into your clothes because it doesn’t evaporate. When your clothes are soaking wet, it’s easy to realize that you need to increase your liquid intake.
I’ve never dealt well with the summer heat and humidity and it seems to be getting worse as I age. I work two days a week and most of my tasks are outside. I’m going in a little earlier and looking for indoor tasks these days because I just can’t stay out in the heat after around 2:30pm. I’ve already had one day where I got too hot and don’t want to have a repeat performance anytime soon. Fortunately, September is coming. We only have to get through August first and August sucks.
Do you prefer hot weather or cold weather? Do you live in a high or low humidity area?
Cooking and baking are not my forte. I didn’t learn how to cook as I was growing up. I used to watch my grandmother cook, but somehow, as a child, it never dawned on me that cooking was a life skill I needed to grasp. None of the adults in my life ever said “Hey, this is something you need to learn.” As a matter of fact, by the time I reached my teens my mother had announced that she wasn’t going to cook anymore… and she didn’t. Fortunately, my father stepped up to the plate and kept us from starving, LOL.
I did most of the cooking the first few years of our marriage and then Kenn took over. Between the two of us, we kept our family fed. However, I am a much better cook now than I was prior to retirement and it’s mostly due to Hello Fresh. We subscribed to Hello Fresh shortly after I retired. We get two meal kits each week which mean that there are two fewer meals to plan. (Yay!) The kits have also given me a chance to try things I otherwise wouldn’t have. I have learned that I enjoy the prep process or mise en place if you will; I find the chopping, slicing, and dicing relaxing. I have learned that roasted vegetables are easy to make and delicious to eat. I can also now successfully cook rice. Kenn has learned that sweet potatoes aren’t so bad. I can even “wing it” now. Need to cook pork chops without a meal kit or a recipe? No problem. I can whip up a glaze or just use one of the many gourmet (flavored) salts Kenn has gifted me.
Baking is another story. I’ve never done a lot of baking. Baking is far more scientific than regular cooking; you can’t just substitute an ingredient on the fly without possibly ruining the whole recipe. Kenn finds it amusing that even though I don’t bake, baking shows are favorite shows to watch. However, there was one item I baked regularly: a poppy seed cake. I got the recipe from a co-worker probably twenty-five years ago and it became a staple in our household. However, starting several years ago, every attempt to bake a poppy seed cake failed spectacularly. I bought a thermometer to make sure the oven was cooking at the correct temperature; it was. I bought a couple of different pans; neither helped. I wondered if the ingredients of the cake mix had changed somehow so I tried a few other brands; no change. I finally just gave up. Until yesterday.
I didn’t manage to center the round cake on the square plate.
The display on our range failed which meant we had no way to control the oven so we had a technician come out to give us a quote on repairing the faulty item; between the $109 diagnostic fee and parts and labor, it was going to cost over $700 to repair our existing range of unknown age. We decided to purchase a new range and to splurge on one with an air fry feature. An unexpected bonus is that the new range can function as a convection oven. I decided I’d try my beloved poppy seed cake recipe one more time using the convection oven. It worked! True, the cake isn’t as brown as what I’m used to, but it tastes amazing, so I’m calling it a win. I am so happy to be able to add this cake back to my repertoire for family gatherings, potlucks, and so forth.
How do you feel about cooking and baking? How did you learn?
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