I HAVE INK!

 It's the weirdest summer we have ever had.  Mother Nature seems to be late to the party.  We have nighttime temps in the mid 50's, with days running up to maybe 83.  June and July are usually the hottest of the year, with scorching 105 temperatures, and yet here we are with clouds and cool breezes.  Not that I'm complaining, I love it ..... I'm just waiting for the hammer to drop!

So here she is, all sweet looking, but inside she has become a monster.  There will be no more brushing with the dog brush, which she absolutely LOVES, because when I stop, the claws and teeth come out.  It was the second and LAST time she clawed and bit my hand, wanting MORE.  She got a bop on the head this time and the brush went away.  

I wish I could do the same for this!  So just what do you think I found when I went to step on the scales yesterday morning?  Is this number eight or number nine?  

YEAH YOU!!!  STOP IT!!!!  Now I'm wondering just how many are roaming around my bedroom at night!

It also appears she has become territorial.  A sweet little scared kitty ran across the corral this morning, and she spotted her instantly.  She's never done this before, but she took off across the back yard chasing the poor thing up and over the fence.  Someone needs to learn some manners.  It's not like there is food outside that someone else is going to eat!!!  Kitters is showing her colors and turning into a real meany!!

By 6:00 am I was out with a shovel in my hand.  This is the last bush that needed to be planted ... the little one at the bottom of the picture.  I bought two of these last year and planted them exactly the same, side by side, with the same drip water.  One lived, one died and I've no idea why.  

I'm sure the neighbors appreciated my old torn baggy shorts as I stuffed it in the hole and filled in the dirt. I'm looking for a small narrow rake to clean out the leaves from the flower beds, since the gardener appears not to know how to use one.

These were all green and gorgeous until I discovered the hole in the water system.  By the way, if you are wondering about the drip system lines, they were all installed by a professional drip irrigation company.  None of it works, so I keep having to add pieces to get water to the plants.  These actually do look pretty happy.

That's when I got the text message ... I HAVE INK.  Okay, so off to the main office I went to pay the bills.  It appears the almonds, which I feel like were just harvested, are once again covering the trees.  In no time at all, we will have dusty hard-to-breathe air once again.  I digress.

I entered a couple of checks in the computer, then switched out the ink cartridges.  Why was I not surprised when I hit PRINT and nothing happened.  Nothing.  The familiar sound of paper being loaded was not to be heard.  The printer said they were the wrong cartridges and you should have known that before you stuck them in the hole, you dummy.  Great ... just GREAT.  That's two trips and NO INK.  

I announced the problem with a DON'T GET MAD AND YELL preamble, because these cartridges don't work.  Maybe I could order some for you on Amazon, to be delivered in two days.  NOPE ... "I will get it fixed".  Okay then, call me ...... and I was out the door.

The rest of the day didn't go so well.  I just can't believe my little guy is gone.  No matter how I tried to be busy, nothing worked and the tears continued.  

I don't think this will ever get better.

MYSTERY SOLVED

 It looked weird on this day.  It was darker than normal when Kitters woke me up.  At least this time she didn't have any critters in her mouth to entertain me.  It was cooler than normal, so I had a mind to plant another growy thing, this one just for Cooper.

The big news however, is that the mystery has been solved.  I received a morning text message saying SHE had sent the plaque.  Miss Elva won my heart and appreciation forever.  The words are perfect since Cooper was ALWAYS right by my side, even as I moved from room to room.  Elva you are the sweetest woman EVER, but of course I knew that because she is a very good friend.  Thank you so very very much!

Cooper would have approved too.  He sure knew how to pose for a picture, this kid.  I miss him terribly.

Back at the farm, since the Gal Friday was on vacay, I had to step in.  It's planting time for late season crops, and they are hard at work.  There was a big stack of bills to pay, so I hit the computer running.  That lasted all of five minutes when the checks refused to print.  OUT OF INK.  

If I remember correctly, we told them TWO weeks ago to order ink, and again LAST week.  No ink materialized, but a lot of frustration DID as I had to change empty cartridge after empty cartridge trying to find enough to print ONE important check.  It was not to be, which brought about lots of cuss words, and not from me.  I hand wrote the check.

I packed up my stuff ..... call me when you have ink.  I think instead they are buying a new printer.

The afternoon was long.  As I walked around outside the house, I noticed ALL of my plants were in distress.  What the heck's up with that?  What I found brought lots of cuss words out of MY mouth too.  The gardener had slashed the main drip line and water was streaming down the neighbor's driveway, probably for three weeks.  I called him up and chewed him out.  He should be checking this stuff.

I spent the next three hours repairing the main line and eight drip lines that were also cut in half.  WHAT THE BLEEP!!  The back yard was no better, four lines repaired there while I got bit by fire ants.  No wonder everything is dying!  I double watered the flower beds, hoping to zap some energy into the plants so I don't have to buy another $200 worth like I just did!  Plants are NOT cheap!

Back inside, I was twiddling my thumbs.  For the next couple of hours, I finished sewing the binding on this quilt.  I think this makes five I have finished for the Vets.  

Late in the afternoon when it cooled off a bit, I was out once again digging holes.  With the drip lines finally working and softening the soil, I was able to dig a large enough hole for the crepe myrtle I bought for Cooper.  

In no time, the sun began to set, bringing on a bit of a color, the first in several months.  

Maybe Cooper was telling me he liked the plant I picked.  And so ended another very long day. 

With nothing going on for the next TWO days, I'll probably be a teary mess.  It's hard to think of things to keep you busy when your heart isn't in it.  I've got two more cold start drives with the van to complete, so maybe I'll take it for a spin around the block.  

Then I'll be calling the gardener once again.  He adjusted one sprinkler so it hits the window like a fire hose.  DO BETTER!!!

A BIG SURPRISE

I woke up on this day to Kitters thumping around the bedroom.  Too bad it was 2 am.  I wasn't in the best of moods when I found her chasing another big moth.  What's with this cat??  She's definitely NOT hungry!  She was put outside, only to bang on the doggie door for the next half hour.  I finally let her in before shutting her in the back bedroom.  GEEZE!!

Running wasn't on my list on this day, but I had to do something.  The weeds are blooming quite nicely.  

Two miles later, Kitters was waiting to be let out when I returned.  You have to stop that pretty girl!!!

That's when the surprise showed up.  Some wonderful person sent this plaque to me via FedEx.  It's PERFECT!  But there was no name ... and I could only find that it was from Middletown PA.  Thank you so very much!!!  It will proudly sit on the mantle next to Cooper.  Of course it made me cry for the next half hour!  So who did this wonderful thing for me?

Just sitting is a bad thing at this point in time, so I took the Jeep out to return a couple of Amazon fails.  Just so you know, you don't get the pretty lights for the cheapest $10.00 wash.  

From there I just kept driving until I got to the plant nursery two towns over.  Naturally, nothing is cheap there, but I was replacing one of theirs that died and was hoping for a discount.  Plus, no one else carries that particular plant.

This beauty came home with me too.  I'm planting it for Cooper.  

Moving on before I cry again, lunch was a tasty croissant with bacon and eggs.  You know, when you buy a dozen croissants, you have to eat them!!

On to quilting.  I replaced the bobbin carrier with a brand spanking new one, spring and all.  There was lots of rattling and a few emergency stops, but I finally got this one quilt done.  

Sadly, it's not Cooper approved.  After having several problems yet again, I called the manufacturer back East.  I got a  very nice guy who walked me step by step through several tests to find the problem.  Take the bobbin carrier out.  It worked fine.  Take the bobbin out.  It worked fine.  Take the needle out.  It worked fine.  Put it all back together and it worked fine.  WHAT THE HECK?  

We did move and adjust the encoder on the back, so maybe that helped.  I quilted on a scrap piece for a bit and it seemed to work ok.  Two hours later I finally got off the phone.  I'll try it again today.

I spent the last of the afternoon loading yet another quilt to test the new setup.  I finally had to go because of a knock at the door.  The Electric guy had come to fix the light fixture.  He said the hangar inside broke off, so he stuffed it with some paper, pushed it back up and used caulking to seal it in place.  ARE YOU KIDDING ME?  You stuffed PAPER in the hole?  That doesn't sound good to me AT ALL, but maybe he knows what he's doing.  No ... I don't think he does.

For dinner I cooked up a pile of carne asada.  It probably would have been better on the grill, but turned out quite tasty from my cast iron skillet.  Oh my gosh this stuff is GOOD!

This is my version because I forgot the cilantro and onions.  

That was it for the day.  I watched TV, stared at Cooper's beautiful plaque and tried to will myself to sleep.  That didn't happen, but it's another story for another day.

Trying to Catch Up

Once again, thank you everyone for the kind posts.  This is so hard to go through.  I just miss him so very much I can't even put it in words.  I'm trying to keep busy, but the constant thought of him still brings tears.

I'll try to catch up a bit ... as Kitters keeps watch.  She's mean as nails if she doesn't get her way.  I quit petting her and she nailed me with her NAIL, deep into my finger.  I couldn't get it out!  Lots of alcohol didn't ease the pain one little bit.  This after she brought in another big moth that is now somewhere in a pile of fake flowers atop my armoir.

This is Big Vics Barbecue in Turlock California from Father's Day.  I'm still eating on the first container of pulled pork.  I discovered the salad had dill in it and I'm not a fan.  Not to be wasteful, I'm choking it down.

There I was, enjoying my first cup of fake coffee when I heard Kitters rummaging around.  That is a BAD sound to be hearing.  Sure enough, on top of my window table I found her chasing the lizard that belongs to that tail I found on the bathroom floor.  Poor thing ... I think he's been in the house for three days.  He now lives under the bushes out front.  Is that number 8 or 9?  I'm changing her name to DAMN CAT!!  I mean it's good to be a hunter, but this is ridiculous!!

My sweet boy of course.  It's no easier than it was a week ago.

But I went to Bingo anyway.  There is a guy who thinks he knows how to set everything up.  When he found out I was coming at 2:00 to do just that, he started coming at 1:30 and messing up everything, mostly because he has no idea how to do it. 

I came at 1:00 one day, now he shows up at 12:30.  Since my "Bingo" want-to is waning, I let them figure it out and re-set everything when THEY get there at 4:00.  We start at 4:15.  

That's when a member brought me a note written by a crazy lady.  No kidding, we had a hard time deciphering what she said, other than don't you EVER interfere with my family ... bye bye.  No one has any idea what that is about, but she sure made the other player mad when she put it on her table.   That got her husband in trouble BIG time.  Her husband is the one I spoke of above.

From there, the slings and arrows were aimed at the only caller of the night.  The bad news was he had never called the late games, and didn't really know how to get through the computer to do so.  Games were delayed by newbies who called Bingo when they didn't have it and called Bingo while the one ball was still in the monitor.  The peasants were up in arms all night long.  Flaming torches lit up the entire building.  I'm surprised the fire department didn't arrive to put out the flames.  

Lucky for me, I balanced and escaped out the back door before the last four games.  Sleep was elusive as I just have a hard time keeping my eyes dry.

I did notice a slight problem with the lawn yesterday morning.  You would think this would be a big red flag for the gardener.  Apparently he didn't notice.  I left him three big holes and two sprinklers to replace the one that didn't work at all and a broken one.  

This one just needed to be dug out from under three inches of dirt.  No wonder I kept setting the sprinklers to run longer with no results.  He spent two hours fixing them.  One problem down, only six to go.

And so here's my baby boy once again.  I hope you don't get tired of seeing his pictures.  They make me cry, but I can't help it.  He was my one and only for 17 years.  I can't even express how much I miss him.

I mean really, he stuck with me his entire life, unlike the last guy who took me on one date, whereupon the next day I discovered he had a girlfriend of several years.  Or the guy I dated for 6 years before that who dumped me and ran off with a girl he met at my church, or maybe the one before that, that I married after 5 years who ran off with the love of his life he met on the internet only 10 months after we got married.  Oh yeah, I can pick them, yes?  But my Cooper boy ... he stuck with me through thick and thin for his entire life.  

There's more catching up to do on the quilt machine, but I'll wait til tomorrow.  There's really nothing going on today ... no meetings, no accounting and no place to go, though I will try to get in a trip to Walmart for some new kitchen rugs.  How exciting can it get?????

It's A Pass Today

Thank you everyone so much for your kind words.   It means a lot to me.  I just can't seem to get it together this morning, so I'm passing on the blog.  Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

Here's my two kids that I miss so very much.

NO WORDS, ONLY TEARS

 

You Paid How Much??

 Hard to believe this is the same little guy I fell so in love with, along wth Miss Jessie just after I got her.  Jessie was 5 years old when she was taken from her family and hauled to California for a new home.  I did not plan on keeping her ... just until they found someone to adopt her, which never happened.  She and I didn't get along for a while because Jack Russells are one person dogs.  She didn't get along with dogs either, and didn't care for Cooper who only wanted to play with her.  Both of them traveled the U.S. with me for the rest of their lives.

Getting along without them is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life.  I'm trying to keep busy, but Sundays have always been and still are, the worst.  I went for a run first thing when it was still cool outside.  Another 2.25 miles is in the books.  

Once back, I fixed a bacon and tomatoe omelette for breakfast.  It was okay, but not sharing it made me wish I ate something else.

With Kitters just waiting for pets and rubs, rolling all over the dirty concrete, I laid out in the sun for about 30 minutes.  Even at 8:00 in the morning, the sun was just too hot to bear.

She rolls and rolls, probably hoping someone would get up and scratch her ears.

I found a great TV show about all the stuff we did as kids that could kill us.  Things like the lead used in making the garden hoses we drank out of, or the melt-the-metal toy maker that reached 600 degrees and finally got removed from the market due to badly burned hands.  

To pass the time even faster, I finally made that brownie recipe.  I think it would be better in an 8 x 8 pan, but this one worked okay.  Yes, they were delicious ... soft and chewy just like I like them.  

While on my phone devouring THREE of them, I found a highly recommended Barbecue Place that had smoked brisket.  That's a rarity around here, but it came RV-rig recommended.  Maybe I'll go get some.  This usually results in me getting three blocks away and returning to the house.

On this day though, I ran out with torn jeans, an ugly tee shirt, NO MAKEUP, (my friends know that has never happened in my life), with NO hairspray, or even a quick comb.  I drove 25 miles down the freeway to find this very long line.  I thought it couldn't be THAT bad, until I realized there are 15 people INSIDE the door waiting to be served.

The service could not be slower.  When I finally got inside, there was one guy cutting the brisket and three people getting the sides together.  You could order a plate, meat by the pound, or a huge dinner for five in the biggest aluminum foil pan they make.  

I got one pound of brisket, one pound of pulled pork, a large Mac n cheese and two small potato salads.  It's enough to feed me for a week.  I don't know how they make their Mac n cheese, but it was one of the best I've eaten.  The brisket was perfect, but I paid for a lot of fat.  The pulled pork was delicious!!!  The potato salad is made with dill pickles ... not my favorite, but it was okay.

I put four containers of meat in the freezer, along with most of the Mac.  This will last me a week at least ... which it SHOULD considering it cost me $80.00.  I know ... crazy ... but it was a good distraction for most of the afternoon.

For the rest of the day, I worked on the binding of one quilt.  I needed to hand sew this one.  Luckily Kitters slept on the coffee table the entire time and stayed out of my hair.

I trimmed two more and will finish up that binding to have five completed.  Two more sit on my desk to be quilted after I call my Tucson guy today.

I'm not sure it helps to keep looking at pictures of Cooper, but this one did make me smile.  He's on the bed of the Class A looking into the closet mirror.  Turn up the volume.  He had never seen himself in a mirror before and wants to know WHO that dog is!!  He was just the best pup ever!!