Friday, April 21, 2017

Nap Time

Yesterday I felt sleepy after lunch so I decided to take a short nap before a certain tv show comes on

I started to set the little alarm clock and my husband said he would do it. It was 1:40 and I requested a wake up for 2:55.  Got my CPAP on and snuggled down.

The alarm went off and I woke up - not feeling any more rested than when I lay down.

It was 1:55. I had slept about fifteen minutes. He reset the clock but that was the end of nap time.

Maybe a quarter of an hour is long enough for refreshing the brain.

Phone Questions

I have a new phone. I've had it a few months.  I still need a tutorial.

Today I tried to use a procedure that I have done many times before and it will not perform!

I need my granddaughters here to help me!!!

I don't want to bother my other helper who is 1800 miles away. He logs in on the computer and helps me with all sorts of things so the phone is so much less important, I'll just struggle on.

Such minor things to concern a person in this crazy world.

Thursday, April 20, 2017


Yesterday was the day that rolls around every eight weeks - the day to get an IV of gammaglobulin.

The nurses are all so nice, pleasant, cheerful and efficient. I saw one young woman dressed all in black. The nurses wear blue surgery scrubs. When everything was assembled and the regular nurse was ready she began instructions to the lady in black. It finally dawned on me that this was a student at the local community college nursing school.

She prepared the many tubes, needle, tape and put on the plastic gloves. They looked for a vein. I kept very quiet, not wishing to tell them that the veins are small, they roll and just generally are very contrary.

They found a likely looking spot after looking on the underside of the arm.  Just above my left wrist she inserted the needle. They needed to draw some blood for testing and then attached the tubing. It was almost painless.  After she was all finished, I told her she did a really good job and that we didn't want to tell her beforehand that sometimes they have to try four times (the record was five) and I would go out into the world looking like a victim of something with coban all over my arms.

She seem pleased that I complimented her. After she was gone, I found out this was the last thing she had to check off her list. As an LPN, she had to do certain procedures before entering the RN program. The nurse told me that the student had been a little nervous. I would think so - trying the first blood draw on an old woman that you had never seen before!

Actually I was surprised by the fact that they didn't ask me if I minded if the student did the injection.
Usually they do but I think I was the last one to come in on her shift without a port!

I wonder who decided that the students should wear black.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

1970's Colorado Vacation

This is from the middle of the 1970's. Great memories from that trip.
Back when we traveled!

Monday, April 17, 2017

Seventy Year Typing Certificate

We have just a few documents from our families. I'm sure our high school diplomas are around somewhere but this turned up yesterday.

From Lebo, Kansas, in Coffey County, my husband earned this certificate in his first year of typing. He was sixteen and a junior in high school. I met him five years later after he had graduated and served four years in the navy. Yes, in at seventeen and out at twenty-one. We met on a blind date and were married three and a half months later. I'm sure my parents thought I was nuts but we were twenty-one and I guess since this year will be year sixty-five, we must have been right.

I don't think I know where the wedding certificate is!

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Old Words

Last week I heard a word in an old movie on TCM that I hadn't heard for a long time:  piffle.

We used to say this when I was in high school, "Oh, piffle!" An expression of disgust is the way we used it. So I looked in and found out it means nonsense. As a verb it means to talk nonsense.

That made me think of other words I don't hear anymore. My mom called a boy going by on a bicycle a towhead. I thought she meant his head was shaped like a toe.  Later I discovered it meant very light blonde.

When I was a kid, I was tall and had thin legs. My dad told me I looked like a shyte poke, pronounced  to rhyme with shy. This was  a bird with long skinny legs. ( I since have shrunk in height but still have skinny legs.)

A friend (?) in high school told me I had alligator skin on my arms.

Another person kidded me and said I looked like Helen Brown. I was too dense to realize he was really meaning that I looked like hell in brown.  I wasn't too sharp. In Spanish class the Latinos called me Seca.  Dried up and thin.

Luckily, none of these things bothered me. They were harmless names and not like some terrible terms that are used more commonly now.

How did I get from old movies to calling people names? Stream of consciousness, I guess.

Later edit:  I used Google to look up shitepoke"   A common name for the bird, a heron, is shite-poke, which is an old-fashioned way of saying “bag [poke] of excrement. Used in Europe.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Care of Handkerchiefs (or is it handkerchieves?)

Lee opened his package of thirteen men's handkerchiefs, priced $5.00. The option was six for $3.00. Not being quick at math, I told him to get the larger pack.

After looking at the packaging, he read the notice on the package:

Handkerchiefs are reusable (really?) and do not waste environmental resources.

65% polyester       35% cotton

Machine wash cold. (No heat for killing germs?)  Gentle cycle. (They must be very delicate.)
Only non-chlorine bleach when needed. (Who uses bleach?)
Tumble dry low. Warm iron when needed. (Iron? What's that?)

I doubt if we will be that  careful of these new things. They will surely last in good condition until he loses them.

Friday, April 14, 2017

Walmart - The Search

Today we went to Walmart to look for men's handkerchiefs.

My, there are a lot of aisles with men's stuff: overalls, shirts, shorts (inner and outer,) socks, jeans, undershirts, gloves, pajamas, t-shirts, bandanas (they were close to the handkerchiefs.)

After strolling for quite some time, Lee asked a clerk. One nice thing about this store and the big grocery store we have - when you ask, they will lead. They don't just say, "Two aisles over."

I also picked up more yarn. I am always told get all that you need. I do for what I'm working on now, but who knows what colors I'll use later?

So with a fine mist and a strong wind, we came home and plan to stay in the rest of Good Friday..

What an exciting day.

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Doughnut Wars

Yesterday we bought two boxes of doughnuts. LN picked out six with ooey gooey frosting; I picked several plain but assorted goodies.

After they were brought home and deposited on the counter, my doughnuts started disappearing. First it was a half that was gone with L.'s morning coffee. So I ate the other half.

After lunch another disappeared. I confronted him and said, "You are eating my doughnuts!" No answer. Later I told him I was half joking but why did he buy those with frosting if he wasn't going to eat them? There was no satisfactory answer. I believe we are buying and eating too many doughnuts. However, I have only had 1/2 of one plain.

Late afternoon another is gone. I guess I'm going to have hide them or put them in a lock box.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Jersey Afghan

This is a sample of the beautiful work my sister-in-law does. (The rows are really straight; that is just an optical illusion.) She inspired me and I am now using up yarn to make a similar one. Of course, in order to complete it, I have already bought more yarn. I needed more colors. I shamelessly copy her ideas. I hope they aren't copyrighted!

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Seasonal Shift

We had many spring days in February. Now we are having fall days in April. Windy and chilly but sunny today.

My sister-in-law in New Jersey and I have been making afghans. Since all of our four grandchildren have at least one or two, I am making "spares." J. has ten grands so she is quite busy. In her spare time, friends of her daughter express their yearning for one so she obliges and I have lost count how many she has made. We share our results on Skype and talk every day.

There are many ideas on the internet and the latest that I have tried are crocheted "sweaters" for mugs. Since Picasa has morphed into Google Photos, I'm not sure how to include a phot in the blog.
Well, I can't post the mugs but I was able to add the following:

This is the birth date of my dad's cousin, Violet R. Hampton Dewey. I have a photo of her taken for  a contest "A Nation of Readers" at the Hutchinson Public Library.
Wonder of wonders, I was able to include the photo. The pitcher on the table was one she bought for her mother when she was a small child, about five. She saw it in a store and asked her dad to get it for her mom. This photo was my entry in a contest "A Nation of Readers" at the Hutchinson Public Library. Under the crocheted throw on her lap she was wearing her sweat pants. I think people over eighty should always be comfortable!

Monday, April 3, 2017

Surprise Visitors!

A couple of weeks ago our doorbell rang. We don't get a lot of dings from it!

I opened the door and saw a K-State sweat shirt. I looked up and saw someone that I hadn't seen for about thirty years....a friend of our younger son who spent a lot of time at out house! He and his wife and twelve year old son were on their way to visit his dad in a town west of here. They stopped here to see us. We had such a good time catching up.

He's retired after teaching for twenty-seven years. He moved back to Kansas after spending most of his career in Washington state.

We used to tease him about looking like Robert Redford. And he still does - a younger RR!