Monday, December 31, 2007

December 31

Wheee, just about zipped through another year! Dory is having a problem with imminent arrival of 2008. She feels that in some way she missed 2007 almost completely. Time flies when you're having fun and I guess she has had more fun than I realized. Maybe I should begin accompanying her on all her outings.

Going to be real exciting here tonight, flipping thru all the channels as we follow the new year from time zone to time zone. When the new year finally arrives here it could bring us one of those exciting fully chill bump covered bodies. The new year is supposed to begin here, cold and with a chill factor of 5* which could help produce that exciting feeling. I'd say about 12:02, if I can only get Dory, in her nightclothes, to run a round or two in the yard with me, it could be the start of a really great new year! We could come in and cling together for warmth until everyone of the bodies bumps recede leaving us happily with warm bodies, warm hearts and a nice satisfied feeling.

Heck, I know I'll probably be in bed by 9:00, or there about, but it doesn't hurt much to look through the old memory album once in awhile.

A grand evening and tomorrow to all of youse too!

Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start when Memory plays an old tune on the heart! ~Eliza Cook

Sunday, December 30, 2007

December 30

Well we did go for the 8 piece shrimp dinner. $12.10 for both and with the shrimp all flattened out there was up to three bites in each of the 8 pieces tho only two bites in each for me. Had some potatoes, a vegetable and a roll with them and it was all pretty tasty.

Of course in order not to add the full cost, (estimated at $3.10), of the gas to get there and back we had to shop a store or two and pick up a couple other things. That helped hold down the total food cost to about $13.13. And I can't break it down into bites costs because the potatoes, vegetable and roll added quite a few. It all made Dory happy so what is $13.13 every so often.......but not too?

I think we're going to hang around here today but only the shadow knows for sure and that particular one follows Dory.

The biggest difference between cheap and frugal is the spelling.~Cheapfatas

December 29

Got a right good looking day now after a stuttering start. Early it was a nasty cloudy view out the window with a 28 degree temperature riding along. But since, the big sun whipped out most all of the clouds and has raised the temperature some with the brightness suggesting a promise of more. Not bad at all for this time of the year. Bad weather missed us again.

I have been asked to accompany the beach over to the beach........I mean Dory over to Osage Beach sometime today. It was asked in a pretty sincere way, enough that I've pretty well decided to do it. She wants some of the shrimp that she saw advertised somewhere, 8 fried shrimp $5.50. Puckers my butt a little to think about it. You can see that with tax she's talking around 70 cents per bite! Maybe if you take smaller bites the cost per would come down but I've never seen a two bite scrimp. I may just get a hamburger. They are about the same price and it takes a lot more than eight bites to finish most of them. Maybe not the double cheese burger at McDonalds but it costs only a dollar.

Ruthie is in Yuma at her winter home and I sure do miss her! Why, if she was here she would go with Dory in a heartbeat and they would probably bring a hamburger home for me. I wouldn't be forced to see that waste of money shelled out. Too, I'm thinking of changing Hunky to Fatcheapas

Good day to youse anyway!

"I seem to smell the stench of appeasement in the air." - Margaret Thatcher

Friday, December 28, 2007

December 28

Well, no outside unit hooked up yet which leaves us only our half-assed heat but it still warms us okay. Getting me pretty warm under the collar too! The guy said due to the heavy mist and because a refrigerating unit shouldn't be opened in wet conditions he'll hook'er all up when the weather permits and even suggested that might not happen until Monday. Even tho they worked on Christmas Eve I guess they don't work weekends. It is rainy this morning but looks like we'll miss out on anything bad. I'm thinking he could come this afternoon but I predict he won't.

Dory has an Eldon trip planned today, with of course a stop at the bowling alley. I on the other hand, still wallowing in this great life of retirement, have formed no plans at all. If the mood strikes I may go with her or I may give the fish a chance to visit our refrigerator or I guess I could read. There is just an endless array of things to do should I want and an even greater mass of things that need done that I really should do........and I will sometime.

One of the bulbs in a three bulb fixture doesn't light up and I know what the problem is but I don't want to mess with it now. Someone stepped on a Christmas light outside squashing it good but it didn't affect the others and I don't want to replace it now. I've got a ton of clothes laying across one of the beds with another ton in the closet that need to join them. They need sorted out as to keep or donate but I don't want to do it now. The closets downstairs are..............Ah, there is a never ending list but you get the picture here and I suspect a lot of you have your own list of need to's that you don't want to.

"The greatest foes, and whom we must chiefly combat, are within." - Miguel De Cervantes

Thursday, December 27, 2007

December 27

Just doing a little wait for the heat pump guy to get here to finish up. Thank goodness there isn't anything to eat within reach or my weight would certainly increase! Good grief, Dory has been hanging pretty close to home and cooking is one of the things she does to keep herself occupied.

Lets see, one day was the huge chex cereal mix with nuts and pretzels that I really like. Well, I don't care much for pretzels which caused her to talk angry to me about eating around them and leaving just a bag of pretzels.

One morning came some dark fudge with nuts and then in the afternoon some peanut butter fudge. Cookies, did I mention cookies? A good part of a day spent on baking several batches of those rotten 'will breakers'.

Christmas day she baked a turkey, mashed up some potatoes, stirred up some gravy, reheated some leftover asparagus and sweet potato casserole and a few other things I can't remember right now, then she spread it all out on the table and called me up there. Couldn't hardly eat the filled plate fast enough with all those second and third helpings in my view. Gag, it was good! Don't worry about the septic tank, just load the carrier. We're still eating it too but now Dory just puts whatever she thinks I need on the plate then puts everything away before she calls me. This morning she told me she was going to cut all my portions.

Now, the Chex mix is all eaten up including the yucky pretzels. The cookies and fudge has been put into some, 'can't see through' containers, and then put out of sight. All this helps to give me hope that I might have most of this extra weight off at least by the middle of March.

"A fault that puffs a man up can become very humbling after a time." - Fatas

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

December 26

Hope a happy time was had by all but now that occasion is pretty much over for a lot of folks except hopefully not the happy. Happy can and should be a large part of your life year round. We are hoping that your happy came in such a huge dose that you wasn't able to use it all and retained a sufficient aura of it to carry you through the rest of the year. Happiness begets happiness so you would probably add a bunch to it between now and then. Carrying a large load of happy is a very good way to run out into a new year. Why it could continue accumulating and mounting up adequately to taint you with it for the whole new year. Yep, a HAPPY NEW YEAR we're wishing you too!

The heat pump guy came the day before Christmas and installed the inside unit and has the outside unit in place but not connected yet. He said he would be back today or tomorrow to finish up. At least this emergency heat sounds a lot more efficient than the old one. It actually kicks off every so often while the old one never did.

"The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together." - William Shakespeare

December 24

Not a tap more to type than I did yesterday which was none. It must be some kind of a sickness because I can't seem to make myself stop trying for very long. I do try to add an interesting quote at the end because I believe it's true, "all is well that ends well."

Yesterday I messed with a Polaroid camera that Lena got as a gift at the boat. Spent quite awhile trying to figure the thing out well enough to show her. I think I can show her how to take pictures okay and maybe how to hook up to the TV for viewing. What I really think is I can show Dory well enough that she can show her mom. I don't know if it has something to do with doctors or sitting around in the waiting rooms but my being patient comes up fairly short every so often.

Also yesterday I was in the wash room on the computer when Tomi, sitting at the door looking out, began to make a funny noise why down deep. I've heard him growl before but this was different. I finally got up to see what was and discovered a mature bald eagle in the tree beside the house. What a huge and beautiful bird. Majestic is a good descriptive word. Tried to take some pictures but none turned out worthy. When He flew off you should have seen the ducks and seagulls scatter.

Going to Jefferson City this afternoon. Stop by to pick Lena up then across town we'll go to Bob and Sandy's. I sure hope that I can keep from overeating for once.

Tomorrow is a stay at home day. No presents but I suppose the two of us will sit around the Christmas tree and sing carols as we contemplate the reason for the season. A break now and then for some good old turkey and dressing will be a must. By the way, I don't think I know any carols completely, plus I can't sing. Maybe a CD will suffice.

May these ancient words be fulfilled this year and every year: "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men" (Luke 2:14).

Friday, December 21, 2007

December 21

A sad trip to a funeral, Bob Aungerer, at Jeff City today. The sadness is of course is caused by the selfishness created every time a known dies. Poor us! Something has been taken away! A bunch of happy thoughts hang around but most will be ignored. Those are heavily weighted in favor of the deceased. In short, all the trials and tribulations as we know them will never be inflicted on them again. Too bad that I and most others can't grab the happy and avoid the for certain coming grief and bereavement. A very important happening it is said. I know for I looked it up.

Bereavement is defined as the objective state of having experienced the loss of a loved one. Grief is the psychological and emotional reaction to bereavement. Grief is a healthy, normal, and appropriate response to loss. It is a process of adaptation, with a number of signs or manifestations that are part of the experience. The first phase is one of shock, phase two consists of preoccupation with the deceased and then the final phase, is a period of resolution, heralded by the bereaved ones being able to recall events with sentimental pleasure and regaining an interest in activities.

I guess after all that the spirit of the deceased is, in part, alive in the memories they left to each of us.

I know it isn't necessary to type that I don't really know crap about this and most anything else for any reason other than to let you know, I am perfectly aware of the fact. Also aware of my stupidity for blowing about on things that I know not. But what the heck, I brave the act almost everyday. Thank goodness for the delete button..right?

The idea of death, the fear of it, haunts the human animal like nothing else; it is a mainspring of human activity - designed largely to avoid the fatality of death, to overcome it by denying in some way that it is the final destiny of man.~Ernest Becker

Thursday, December 20, 2007

December 20

Cloudy with a bit of fog lingering around but the 45 degree temperature helps brighten ones outlook considerably. Also the newest word is, the weekend storm will be moving through so fast that it won't have time enough to leave much of a snow accumulation. Whoopee! Now isn't that a dumb word. Supposedly a word used to express a jubilant occurrence but seems to me it is only a strong question .....Whoo pee? At least anyone with a house pet will know what I mean. Even well trained and very mannered pets have accidents.

No heat pump man nor a heat pump man phone call yet. I'm no Thomas yet but the guy is sure causing the growing of a huge mound of doubt. If it gets much larger it'll breakout and a Doubting Thomas I'll become. We haven't paid him anything yet but I told him that we had made some arrangements and would be able to, so he should have an incentive of sorts.

Drudging around in there trying for another few words to type then it came to me........If I'm not that interested how in the world could I ever get anything typed that would be of any interest to anyone else. Hey, I had the same answer, you can't Hunky! That unanimous answer quickly formulated a couple four letter words in my mind. QUIT STOP.

"To begin with, you must realize that any idea accepted by the brain is automatically transformed into an action of some sort. It may take seconds or minutes or longer -- but ideas always produce a reaction of some sort." - Scott Reed

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

December 19

A nice bit of weather is said to be coming that is expected to bless us with some 50 plus temperatures. That should take care of almost all the snow still lying about and prepare the area for what might come over the weekend, rain followed by a heavy snow with a good/bad bit of accumulation. Of course no one knows this for sure but that is the highly educated person's tentative guess as spoken this morning. ......And the emergency heater beat goes on!

Our plans for this day are open. All can have open plans when they are truly retired and want to. The exceptions would be created by doctors or other health related appointments. We have none of those scheduled for today but like the old heater, you never know.

I got up this morning just full of it but since arising, I happily performed the daily three S's and evidently in doing so it left me too empty to grunt a thought out to type. Hey, maybe that, too wiped out by the time I make it to the computer is why I can never artistically formulate a note with an interesting content. It was said, "Art is an experience, not the formulation of a problem." Whew! Now I am totally confused! .... Ha, just a short step for a stepper such as I.

I did say that I happily did the three S's and that wasn't completely true. The shaving S is a pretty aggravating chore and a beard is beginning to ferment in the old head.

Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward. They may be beaten, but they may start a winning game. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

December 18

Looking out the window it's hard to believe that just across the cove, all brown with no snow showing at all, stands pretty much the same hills as on this side. Our side, facing mostly North with a little bit of West, is all very snow covered. With today being forecast to be near 50 I think that will change a little. More something that could be nothing is supposed to arrive here in time for the weekend.

There are many instants that come to my mind where something is nothing and the first one to roll out the head is this daily note. If I keep doing it there continues the possibility that one of these days I'll stumble across a way to put the agglomeration of thoughts into a more interesting manner. Something at least that might be of more interest than the usual quotes tacked onto the bottom of said messages.

We have verbally committed to the American Standard heat pump that should have installation beginning on Thursday. I do like staying at home and with the choice being mine makes it even better. Now with the $4100 cost of the heat pump, that choice will be pretty much taken away. That sure lessens my stay at home happiness very much. Money is a nice thing to have and it usually allows for trips to town or where ever but without it, one is pretty much homebound!

"Probable impossibilities are to be preferred to improbable possibilities." - Aristotle

Monday, December 17, 2007

December 17

Every morning we get we're thankful for it no matter what. And it doesn't take looking out the window or a long studious slab of thinking to come to that conclusion either. This morning we're looking at an ultra cold day with a nasty breeze and a big sun shining as if to add hope for a warming. We'll find out later in the day if the joke was on us or not. Either way we win because one cannot live without hope. Even if that hope doesn't materialize it still serves a very useful purpose by carrying one happily along to the next of the thousands of hopes that come to each of us each day.

I think Dory and Ruthie are going to Jeff with the intentions of taking Momma Lena out to lunch with a bit of shopping mingled into the fray. I don't do too well with frays nor shopping either for that matter so I'm going to be home near alone again. This time I may have the American Standard heat pump guy swinging by for a visit and a concrete price for the things, including installation. By his talk on the phone and our research on the computer American Standard is the direction we're leaning. As we understand it they are made by Trane and have many of the same components but are quite a bit less expensive.

My way of joking is to tell the truth, It's the funniest joke in the world. — George Bernard Shaw

Sunday, December 16, 2007

December 16

I'm not sure but I doubt that we even received three inches of snow and that leaves us with a blinding day ahead. The sweet old sun is coming out very brightly making up for some of the lack of glow radiating from this old son. Sunglasses will come in handy today. Workin' in the sunshine, sing a little sunshine song, might not be so easy with sweat running down your body and a shovel in your hand. I doubt that much sweat will happen with a 16 degree temperature but I'm not going out right away in hopes that it will warm up some. All that white sure is pretty but here the beauty is only thin deep. Shoving it off will expose some ugly brown but that won't look as bad as the change to a nasty slush that the sun and warming temperatures would produce.

Wintering here is not without it's trials but in this imperfect world I contend there is not a place anywhere that wouldn't produce a quantity of daily tests.

Human diversity makes tolerance more than a virtue; it makes it a requirement for survival.~Rene Dubos

Saturday, December 15, 2007

December 15

At 2:37 am this morning there was snow covering the drive and sidewalk. At 5:30 am the drive and sidewalk looked to be mostly clear. Then at 7:30 they are mostly covered again. We show 29 degrees but it must be warmer than that. So far we don't have much of an accumulation but things are never over till they're over and we're told this isn't over yet by long shot. It looks like that light fluffy stuff that can be blown off with the blower. I think I'll be finding out pretty soon.

Meanwhile we both have several library books and enough food to tide us over even if it does get real bad. Did turn on the gas fireplace for awhile last evening. That was nice but I'm hoping it lessened the money sucking emergency heat that we are being forced to use. Can't seem to make our minds up on a heating system brand. Both Trane and Ruud are about $1200 more than the Gibson...........Oh what to do! On-line you can find negative comments on all of them.

Well, back to more on-line seek and struggle.

If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.~Neil Peart

December 14

Wow, the air is so thick you can see it! Can't see very far but..........oh, it's only fog. Tho the word is, up to 9 inches of snow before ending sometime tomorrow evening. It isn't expected to begin till after midnight. The word usually means all the way from a skift of snow to 12 inches of the stuff. Most of the word sayers are experienced and do well most of the time but in the end I think it usually it comes down to shouting and hollering shit.

I think I'll put a tarp down to cover the front stoop and maybe the walkway. That way I can just pull it off with the snow and won't need to shovel any until I get to the seven steps to the driveway. Well heck, if I could cover the steps I wouldn't really need to shovel at all......developing...

A last time out for the weekend for Glenda if things go as said. She'll pick Ruthie up for a trip to Eldon where they will each pick up a few stockable items in case we get hung here for an extended period of time. My, my I shouldn't forget their visit at the old folks gathering at the bowling alley. By the way Dory won a little over $60 yesterday.

She is going to need to do better than that! The purchase of an inside unit and an outside unit is the only way we can shut the very expensive emergency heat back to normal due to a locked up compressor we're told. I'm sick enough to puke as I wonder where we're going to get the quoted $4200 for both the units installed. The guy is quoting the Gibson brand. Not that we don't trust him but we need to check them and the price out right away. Need to let him know as soon as possible.

I always try to believe the best of everybody -- it saves so much trouble.~Rudyard Kipling

December 13

Like money running out of a faucet is what I hear as the furnace fan just runs and runs without quitting, especially when we have had to click over to emergency heat. The outside heat pump deal has thrown the breaker and won't accept power to itself again. I can flip off the inside unit and flip on the outside, where it doesn't run or anything, but when I click the inside back on off it goes. Got a repairman scheduled for around nine this morning.

Life does and always will consist of highs and lows. The older you get doesn't seem to change the height of the highs but the lows seem to get deeper and deeper. I hold the lack of income/money as the largest contributor to the continually lessening buoyancy of the lows as well as circumscribing the height of the highs. Sure hope that sinking low doesn't require us to float a loan! How would we ever be able to repay it?

I'm going to left to deal with the repairman myself as Dory is going to slip away with Ruthie for a pop out of the low for a quick breath of whatever high she can achieve at Boonville. Bless her little heart. She tells me the only reason she is going is so as not to let her good friend Ruthie down. She wants to stay home among us dregs here at the bottom but poor, poor Ruthie really wants to make one last visit there before she heads out to Yuma and doesn't have anyone else to go with her. The visit had been planned a few days earlier, so she says she is sorry but she absolutely cannot let her good friend down.

No problem. While she and Ruthie are packing their little digestive containers with shrimp and all the other dishes along with the huge desert choices at the free buffet, I'll just have me a piece of chopped ham rolled in a leaf of lettuce. May have a couple of them today and a few chips too, worry makes me hungry.

Every winter, the brain cells that know how miserable the cold is, freeze and die. It takes all summer for them to grow back, and then it's winter again and the whole ugly process starts all over. P. J. Tracy

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

December 12

As I am, a book read is a book dead. If at any time during my reading the thought should rise that I've previously read the book it dies there in my hands. Whether I remember it well or not, I cannot get myself interested in a book that might have been there before. So with that I began a list of books read. I didn't date the first few entries but think I started it in 2002. So far I have like 523 listed and those just about cover any book of my interest that we can locate at the Eldon Library. I'm going to need to expand my interests or give up the reading. Hate to think of going to Versailles to that library but may need to. I have tried the bible but it seems most readable in times of strife and we as most, go to great lengths to avoid any of that stuff.

I think another trip to the library is in the making for today anyway. Dory thinks that just because today is our 23rd anniversary we need to go out to celebrate. Of course happy times needs happy places and happiness just abounds in libraries. Too, we can find a KFC, a McDonalds and even a Sonic drive-in where we might further enhance our celebrating mode. What a great little place is Eldon. With a Wal-Mart, two grocery stores and an Orscheln Farm and Home it just about has it all. There is also a place where seniors can eat for a small contribution of sorts. Maybe we'll look that up and check it out today.

It sure looks nasty out but so far we've dodged the freezing rain, sleet and snow. Actually we didn't dodge it but it seems to have missed us anyway. Now there is talk of a real snowfall for the area Friday night into Saturday. We're the neighborhood watchers this year so we'll see.

"I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone." - Lord Byron ...... And believe it or not but Eldon is one of the greater places for whetting ones appetite.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

December 11

Guy asked, would you like a little ice? Thinking of Dory I answered, quite a bit would be better. Yesterday morning I discovered that quite possibly my thoughts had been granted and I had misunderstood the question. Makes me feel a little bit like a dumb-ice!

Was I ever wrong yesterday in saying things didn't look any worse than they were! After sending that message, I discovered that the sidewalk, the salted steps and even the walkway to the dock was all ice covered. Unable to stand well enough to work on the problem on my first step out, (couldn't even get off the stoop), I resorted to digging around for a pair of golf shoes. The shoes did enable me to make it to the garage once again and far enough down the road to know slick was bad everywhere!

Later I noticed the stuff was melting so I took the truck and went to the mailbox. Fancy meeting a North Shore crew spreading salt on pavement that was mostly only wet. Thought maybe that spreading might help to lessen the bad of the stuff that was forecasted for last night.

Instead the weather, ignoring the forecast, brought us a long warm rain. We never did totally lose electricity here making me thankfully able to say that after that nice rain the only ice we have left is the ice still being produced by our refrigerator. At this time it is still above freezing but the word is we may have another brush with freezing rain, sleet and a dab of snow later.

"The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind." - William Wordsworth

December 10

Well the thing is, I was able to hold on well enough to get up the seven steps to the garage but it was absolutely too slick for me to attempt coming back down them. Mikey and I had gone up to check the neighborhood out and after we finally made the steps and mounted the blacktopped road area it was smooth sailing. No ice on the roadway to hinder us but the ice laden limbs hanging so low over the roadway could cause a vehicle somewhat of a problem.

After the short tour, I could not come back down the steps nor walk down the few wooden steps at Parker's. The steps were so icy and the hand rails so icy you had nothing to hold on to. I walked to Gary's and came home thru the yards. Then back out thru the yards to the garage where I pulled our meager pail of salt and whapped it onto our seven steps which at least made going down them to the house possible. Should have brought the salt down with me! I tried to go the wooden steps to the lower level but found that to be impossible also. I then turned and went around thru the yard. Since that left me so close to the dock I went there and made a few casts. The warm lake had kept any ice off the walkway and dock so that wasn't a problem. Caught a couple really nice crappie in five or six casts then came on back to the house.

Can't say yet what today looks like but think it won't be much worse than it was. A tinkle of worry has been caused by the power going off then after a few seconds coming back on. This started around 4:27 and happened several time. Every time it went off it stopped the CPAP machine which seemed to cause the face mask that covers both my breathing orifices, to disallow enough air for me to breath freely. Made me think of a baby, waking up sucking like that, tho it was only air I was sucking for. Anyway I went ahead and got up knowing that the time set for the coffee machine wouldn't be correct if still set at all, because of the outages. Plus I thought I should getter made in case the power did go off and stay.

If you listen to the TV, woe will be a good one word description of the results of the happenings beginning this evening and into tomorrow.

Next to a circus there ain't nothing that packs up and tears out faster than the Christmas spirit. ~Kin Hubbard

Sunday, December 09, 2007

December 9

Rein it in, rein it in! The rain, the rain, is what I'm talking about! Wasted typed words but it's kinda silly to send a blank page. Kinda silly to send what I do but I've been pretty silly all my life and in my earlier years it gave me some nice alone time. In school, sent to stand in the hall and at home a quick switching and sent to sit in my room but I endured all that and kinda remember enjoying it some. That is all past now and I see no reason in the world to stop now.

Just this morning I was singing "Beep beep. Beep! Beep! Beep beep. Beep! Beep! His horn went beep beep beep. Now we’re doing a hundred and twenty - As fast as I could go." You know the song, I got to going real fast like the song, just entertaining Dory and myself. Then she says, "Hunky, you're like a little kid". Being 66 years old, I think that compliment would be listed second only to being required to show some identification when purchasing adult beverages at a liquor or grocery store.

Another plus was that Dory showed her amazing ability of restraint and didn't utter a single negative word about my singing ability nor my lack of it either. It could be that she just got hung up on the little kid part, I don't know.

Around 1:27 am the lightning and the resulting booming thunder got me up and down the stairs to unplug the computers. So as it goes it is still raining here at a good lick and some of it has adhered a frosty colored coating to the trees and deck banisters but it's not too bad yet. The mini icicles hanging there are kinda cute and not long enough as to start the old worry program yet. I'm sure the rain is coating some other things but the trees and banisters are the most readily visible. Doesn't look like the road is icy, at least that I can see. This I know for I was watching from the window up above. Maybe I'll get a little picture for you when and if the rain lets up, tho it may all be melted by then...we hope.

Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops... at all. ~Emily Dickinson

Saturday, December 08, 2007

December 8

Only 33 degrees so far with a misty kind of rain that is almost as thick as fog. And so my fellow dwellers: ice not what your country can do to you - ice what you can do about it if slick should happen. Of course there isn't anything we can do right now except plan of what we're told could be a possible several days that could taint the area with a bunch of bad as they come to pass. I don't believe it is supposed to get real cold so if the power should happen to fail the gas fireplace downstairs should tide us over. Guess we could boil a few eggs so we wouldn't be forced to only a diet of pork and beans and bread. The well couldn't pump so we probably should carry in a couple five gallon buckets of water to flush the stools with. Wouldn't want the place to start smelling like rotten eggs. It's possible that any gas created by the beans could help heat the joint but it could thicken the air too much and end up in your lungs which a clothes pin on your nose wouldn't prevent. Isn't it a bunch of crap in one's lungs that causes pneumonia?

I'm thinking a trip to Eldon may come to pass about mid-day. Ruthie and Evelyn have kindly invited us to be their guests at one of the banks Christmas things there. I'll outfit Dory with a large purse and we'll see what we can come away with that might help break the monotony of beans and bread should an outage actually occur. If it doesn't we could still enjoy some took-out. Took-out is what a take-out is called after you get it home anyway. Yes, I know this is only idle tippy type. Dory would rather live on the beans and bread than to succumb to even one of my great ideas.

I imagine we'll stop at Paul's grocery for some baloney, more bread and some milk while we're in town. Probably a few other things plus hopefully a visit to the library. These stops could increase the comfort of any possible home-boundness.

I just hope it doesn't slick up on us before we get home! However, I have faith that we will be able to weather any weather.

There is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. — John Ruskin

December 7

No snow accumulation nor ice but looking through the window dreariness abounds. When you smile the world smiles with you but when the world floods you with ugly, it engenders a huge challenge to overpower that sucking influence enough to don a properly thick gloom repelling cloak of happy. Desire is the determining factor. You can be however you want to be just by citing the DDD's with an I believe attitude then doing it. 'Dammit, that is what I Desire and I'm Determined to see it so!'

If you think about it absolutely everything in the world, absolutely everything, is all there only in your head. What you see, what you hear, what you feel, I'm saying there is not such a thing as an is, for me or for you, that will ever be or has ever been, if it doesn't come from our heads. A ghost may actually stay near you, even watch TV with you but you will never ever know unless something prompts such in your head. So with that I'd say it isn't! ................ Or is it?

I rest my case. As I read it over I couldn't help but wonder where all that crap came from then I realized, from my stupid head of course.

The human consciousness originates in the brain and is manifested especially in thought, perception, emotion, will, memory, and imagination. A chief activity is in the endeavor to ascertain its own nature, the futility of the attempt being due to the fact that it has nothing but itself to know itself with.~Gathered

Thursday, December 06, 2007

December 6

I've read that it is better to give than to receive but I really have problems with the thought. Yesterday I gave and gave but if the giving is really better one would think feeling good about it would automatically be oozing. So there is my problem, I don't feel good about it at all! I absolutely vow not to return to the lousy, noisy, bright-lighted rip off and rotten joint of betterment forever and a day.

A plus for yesterday was the fact the weather didn't turn on us as the, don't really knows, on TV predicted. It did cool down some but the wind must have tired out because it was pretty well laying down as we left the place. No moisture in the air to speak of with an exception being the tears running down my cheeks. People react in different ways to sadness and that must have been mine. A stinky yucky smell of secondhand smoke clinging deep into my clothes also made a strong contribution for the tears and the little glistening paths they had followed. Looking in the mirror made me think of a couple bright shiny racing stripes as I raced our car away from that gloom producing area.

I didn't lose all that much but when you're poor an inch can be a lot more than a mile on any factual financial map. How so many people that smoke like a fiend can afford the high cost of the cigarettes and still be able to gamble like they're using stolen money, is way beyond me.

Another happy/sad note is that Dory won some and tho Ruthie didn't, she really enjoyed the outing. This caused a discussion between them on the drive back that to me was nothing more than a wordy desire and promise to return sometime within the next couple weeks so Ruthie can visit one more time, before she heads for her wintertime Yuma digs. She'll be digging in out there while we'll probably be digging out here. Luckily, they are both apt drivers, err, near apt at least and won't actually require a chauffeur.

You might never guess but we had lunch there with Momma Lena and Pat. A complete surprise right? Lena even helped me out quite a bit by buying my lunch.

"Vows are made in storms and forgotten in calm weather." - Thomas Fuller

December 5

Wow one, is when three Mexicans, that we were told all to be legal, appeared at Ryan's to do his drive around 10 am yesterday then had 40 feet of rebar in place and the concrete poured in about four hours. It took quite awhile to finish the near 18 yards of concrete but they finished it up before they left. Scott's concrete, sending three trucks, furnished the concrete for the job.

Wow two, would be the weather which is dark, cloudy and terribly nasty looking with an added near constant 20 plus mph wind completing the view as being a very miserable looking sight. When out and about, the howling winds with the plunging temperatures verifies the misery of the view. A few snow flurries is said to be possible. A good day to stay home!

Whoa one, is the fact that Dory, using a bunch of her trillion wiles, has convinced me to chauffeur she and Ruthie to a buffet style lunch today. The eatery is about 63 miles up the road and I'm not looking forward to the windy drive. I'm not required to wear the hat but I'll take one along in case I need to get out for some reason, like open the doors for the two high fliers.

Whoa two, well there are many to choose from and as I was running them thru the wiles addled mill trying to choose a number two I realized I may have my whoa and wows inverted or at least the whoa could be miss-spelled.

I believe I've got it now, in the above the first should be the only wow while all the rest should be woes with whoa being only an accompanying wish.

Human sacrifice isn't supposed to be practiced anymore but usually I feel that I've painfully participated in such, as I leave one of those gaming joints after losing my ass.

"It costs to be stupid. The stupider you are, the more it costs." - Sherrill Brown

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

December 4

Our little road is sure busy with guys coming to look at Gary's garage project location, someone hauling re-rod for Ryan's driveway project, Progressive taking pictures of the wave runners at the Nielands and a bright green vested guy walking down the road with a clipboard looking up then to the clipboard and then back up again. I did ask him what his duty was and he told me as a subcontrator for Ameren UE he was looking things over in preparation of putting the lines underground. Said we would all be getting a letter soon. Talked about going underground to the houses too. Don't know if that was going to be a free deal or a paid for by the home owner. All this action happened yesterday.

A computer devoted morning is in store for me. This laptop needs to be taken into the other room every morning or after every disconnect. I go it there to hard wire it so I can connect to the internet for a daily fix from Linksys for the wireless to work. Damn aggravating I tell you. All I know is it worked before I updated the Linksys router. Very much computer savvy is not something I'm blessed with. I do learn a little here and learn a little there so if I could somehow retain any of the learned. I've got this daily fix pretty well down after doing it once or twice a day for almost a week.

"Ignorance of all things is an evil neither terrible nor excessive, nor yet the greatest of all; but great cleverness and much learning, if they be accompanied by a bad training, are a much greater misfortune." - Plato

December 3

A delightful day to begin our yesterday then things changed. At 5:30 it was 63 degrees. At 8:30 it was 69 degrees. At 11:00 it was only 44 then sometime mid-afternoon it got down to 34. It rained and the wind blew like a banshee but that all came with the warmer weather and was gone by the time it got cold. 27 to start this morning but as daylight began sneaking in it went down to 23. A beautiful bright and sunshiny day with a disappointing wind causing a wind chill factor of 18 degrees.

Dory has plans to ride thru the sunshine with all the windows up and the heater on with a huge coat riding her shoulders. She is going to visit mom, Ruth and Sue if time allows. She also needs to stop at a couple stores too.

I've no plans other than to protect her home place and the few animals that we allow to hang around. Ah heck, I'll probably read some too.

About dusk Friday evening we noticed a car driving down our street like they were just nosing around. This caused me to walk the street Saturday morning checking the doors and windows at every house. Everything was just as it should be but I'll do the walk again today or tomorrow. "Walkin in the sunshine singin a little sunshine song." Boy now that's a noise you wouldn't want to hear.

No entertainment is so cheap as reading, nor any pleasure so lasting.~Mary Wortley Montagu

Sunday, December 02, 2007

December 2

I think thoughtless is a never happening in anyone including the older and senile. Everyone has a thought stuck back in there somewhere but it's possible that some may have lost the way to express it or maybe would rather not for some reason. In my case this morning, I must have several thoughts but for some reason I can't put the pedal to the metal or my fingers to the keys. What a welcome relief it must be for some. At least for those, young and old alike, who have lost their way to the delete button or just slow in clicking it.

"Good luck comes without warning."~Soni

December 1

Dad gummit I forgot to put my partial plate in this morning. And another aggravation, I updated our wireless router a couple days ago and ever since have been unable to connect wirelessly. To update the thing took a call to the Linksys Trouble Department where the nice very good English speaking lady in the Philippines guided me thru the process. I'm thinking a call back is in the very near future.

Meanwhile, Dory is set for a Jeff City shopping trip with Ruthie. Ruthie is taking son Scott to catch the Amtrak and will meet one of her granddaughters there who will accompany them on the spree. They should have worked delivering mail because this rainy windy nasty weather will deter them from their chosen tasks.

I did get some Christmas lights put up around the house yesterday. That chore under cold and very windy conditions causes me to sit uncomfortably here this morning. I'm forced to sit mostly on my bones because the windy cold weather froze off most of my ass. I tried to sit on my overly sized stomach but it isn't quite that overly yet.

Bigamy is having one wife/husband too many. Monogamy is the same."--Oscar Wilde

November 30

After I cleared the bed yesterday morning I came face to face with a funky mood and it rode with me till almost bed time. Due to the impending visit to the doctor, it could have been hanging around waiting for a chance to meet me. With blood tests to be taken we kept all food from out palate and the coffee cup from our lips. I'm believing now that in all days past the coffee has been an instrumental part in my defense of that dreaded funk. Dragging ass through the morning, it wasn't until around 11:00 that I found out black coffee is an okay thing during the fast before a blood test. By then it was too late to worry about it so I just kept dragging along till late evening as I reclined back in my big old chair with a good book.

The funk may have caused the answer to the doctor to be what it was after he asked how I was doing. I answered that I was feeling pretty good overall. Told him that after the morning shower some of my joints let a little of their aches go after which I had taken my daily aspirin, my two blood pressure pills, the cholesterol pill and also the vitamins that Dory thinks we should have every day. I was dressed and had inserted my partial plate, stuck my hearing amplifiers into their respective ears and with my eye glasses on was able to get to Columbia to see him for verification as to my well being. I told him that things would stay fine as long as he didn't ask me to stretch out my left arm and hand too far because when I did it created a hot pain like streak to run from the tip of my third finger to about halfway up the lower part of my forearm. Also it would ruin my visit if he asked me to get down on both knees because of the pain that would create in my right one.

Anyway, I'm healthy as an old put out to pasture horse but I can still be led to partake in several activities. Tho, I do a lot or rearing and must be dragged to a gambling boat it can become an accomplished feat if the dragger is so determined.

Dory is a quite a bit healthier than I but she has very little extra weight to carry around and no spousal cross to bear such as mine.

Hey, don't worry about the mule just load the wagon.

"Toleration is good for all, or it is good for none."- Edmund Burke

November 29

Don't have a lot of tarry time this morning, tickle me Elmo. We each have our regular appointment with the doctor in Columbia and we've got to hit the road Jack. This visit may have a point to it for once. I think a needle will be stuck into my arm to deliver a flue shot.

30 degrees with a brisk wind may require an extra layer of removable clothing but without cold how would we ever recognize hot? I'm blessed/cursed with all this fat hanging around and that helps keep things warm. A heavy problem can develop, if for some reason all that fat should become cold. It needs an external helper to warm back up for sure. Without it the large body has got to give it's all and pumping through all that cold bulk will cause a lot of the coldness to be pumped into the down deep. Hence, chilled to the bone, cold to the core or frozen to death.

"Cheerfulness is the best promoter of health and is as friendly to the mind as to the body." - Joseph Addison

November 28

Blowing and burning has pretty well left us here in a leafless station over the sill. Looking out the window is a bare-assed looking world I'm telling you, we kinda live on a hill but don't live in a mansion and life here isn't loveless. Couple more little tiny bunches of nothing and I be satisfied enough to hit send.

Dory has about made up her mind to have me put up several strings of colored or flashing lights around the house like we used to do. Can you call them Christmas lights anymore?

Older is when you begin to realize Christmas isn't about all the giving and receiving of gifts and never should have been. With problems like that unplugged from your socket the real reason is left exposed, the commemoration of the birth of Christ.

I'm not sorry to say, but you'll not find any presents laying under our tree and as far as that goes Dory has about decided against having a tree at all. We still enjoy the season and eat like a pig but priorities do change. When you don't have any children's minds to beguile by the gift giving, while the real meaning of Christmas is ignored or slotted way, way low, you don't have all the fuss and the end guilty conscious feelings. Wrong gift, not enough gifts or allowing the real meaning to only sidle in if at all.

Many people send cards to relatives, friends and even a few distant acquaintances, usually making the sending of cards a long drawn out affair as you attempt to write a short note or not and address all those envelopes. I'm fighting Dory a little bit over this sending thing. We think of you, we wish you happy times all the time and that would include the new year. Would it upset you if you didn't receive an envelope with our return address containing a card that you probably wouldn't have the time to read anyway? Nothing or something, watch your mail to realize the winner.

Remember this December, that love weighs more than gold!~Josephine Dodge Daskam Bacon