Lissie

I came across this picture this weekend. It reminded me of my Aunt Lissie. She loved to collect dolls of any kind. Large or small, it didn't matter. She loved them all and got to have an apartment after she was into her late 60's, where she could display them as she wanted. She had them on her furniture and on her walls, on her bed and even in drawers, she had so many. A relative even made some special shelves with mirrors for her wall for her to display them and that thing was huge and she had it full. I wish I could get all my things out of storage so I can get out my pictures and post some of those pics on here to show just how neat all those shelves with the dolls on them looked. And maybe post a pic of Lissie too. Once we started counting the dolls and got to over 300 and got tired and started laughing that that was sure a weird thing to be doing..counting dolls. Lissie got silly and said if it was sheep we would surely be asleep by 100. I think it was her way of telling me it was nap time as she dived into the dolls we had laid out over her canopy bed, and acted like she was sleeping. Such memories I have of her.

This doll is a miniature doll that only stands about 3 inches tall. I just think its adorable. I do not collect dolls but it reminds me so much of Aunt Lissie I cannot help but want it. Every time I see one of these dolls Frank wants me to buy it...but they are usually expensive and this one is about twenty bucks! I would have bought it with no problem for Aunt Lissie, and Frank knows it and thinks I should get it for myself.......for her.

Now that Lissie is gone every time I see a doll I am reminded of her. As for years when I would see them I would usually buy them for her for special occasions. This particular doll reminded me of her more than usual. Just the big blue eyes and the way its head is turned to one side. That's how I would see her saying goodbye to me as I had to leave each time I would visit her. She would stand at the door just like that, with her head that way, I even think she had some of those big chipmunkey cheeks like that too!

Geez, how I miss her.

1st one

Well, I guess I did something right...here it is, 1st cuc of the season! Nice size for pickling...just hope I get enough of them (all at one time) to pickle, otherwise I will just eat them in salads or make refrigerator pickles! Too bad no one else here loves them like me...I guess I will just have to eat them all myself!

No problem.

I Have Been Tagged.................

Ok, so I have been tagged.
I actually had to look that up and around cyberspace to see what that meant! Yeah I have NO LIFE or FRIENDS (outside this tiny, un-organized room) so I have to look up everything...THANKS KIM! ( and besides all that...where am I gonna find 7 people to tag?) Thanks again, KIM! :)
But my mind is blank today and I do not have a post, so what the heck? I'll do it, who knows maybe I will learn something new about myself? :)



Here's the rules:
Each player starts with 7 random facts about themselves on their own Blog. People who are tagged need to blog 7 facts about themselves and post the rules as well. At the end of your blog list 7 people you are tagging. Let them know that they are tagged by leaving them a comment. So, here goes............


1. I love chocolate (in fact I am eating a Hershey's almond bar right now)
2. I hate being disorganized. (I can deal with it but I hate it)
3. I am a procrastinator. (I think I have a post on that)
4. I love to cook, wash dishes, anything to do with being a homemaker
5. I Love Elvis
6. I am a wall pocket collector
7. My wedding anniversary is June 30th (anyone reading this please remind me..please, as I have forgotten it for the last few years :( ) And I love my husband!!!!!!!
How'd I do?

oh and now for some friends to tag...
Kim (sorry but I don't know anyone else) I would like to know 7 more things about you anyway!
Sandi (maybe this will get you to update your blog!)
SimplyAmused ( I hope you don't mind)

How I feel Today

Our Kubota

I wrote this post days ago..sometime last week and it got saved...I didn't realize blogger was saving your posts automatically...Kind of a cool thing I think(guess I should read more of the blogger news) So thought I would just go on and add it here.

I mowed the lawn today. I have been mowing this lawn for about 2 months now as Frank cannot get into the sun due to some medication he is on for a while.

We usually would take turns mowing different parts of the lawn so for each of us to not get much of a backache or neck ache as we were using my dad's mower and to keep it simple, it has seen better days. We had a new mower when we moved here but as most of our lawn equipment and other belongings got stolen, someone tried to steal this mower and couldn't get it to move and damaged it terribly. So we just used dad's wheel horse and dealt with it. Now I have nothing bad to say about Wheel horses per say...but...
gee did I just say..per say?

duh
where was I///?
anyhow, they are fine but dad's has seen better days...there are a few steep hills to mow around here and the mower rolled over on dad 2 times that I know of while mom was still with us and then it rolled on Frank at least twice as well. That put the top cover a little off and crooked. Needless to say it looked like a drunken wheel horse coming your way if you were looking at it directly. And it would beat you to death while mowing.
It mowed nice but for the last 4 years we have had to replace so much we could have bought a new one with all the replaced parts, I am sure.
Now Frank has wanted a Kubota for years since our Gosport days...(90/97) but we never got the chance to get one. At the first of the mowing season we both started wondering what we were going to mow with since about 3 weeks before the season was over last year the wheel horse broke and was going to need fixing.
Hence, the Kubota. Before the mowing season began we were a few bills debt free and decided to look around for mowers. We made our way to the Kubota dealer and after seeing what others cost decided on this one. Now at first I really wondered if we needed this and honestly didn't want it. But knew also that Frank did most all of the mowing and just figured if this was what he needed to mow with...why the heck not?
Which brings me to this past few weeks. For the most part Frank has been mowing but now I was going to have to do it for a while. I didn't care as I love to mow, but around here it helps for him to mow while I do other things. But I love to mow. I can't push mow right now because of the knees. It didn't take me long to get the hang of the Kubota and I have to say I love it.
It doesn't make my back hurt at all and I cannot even tell I am on the grass mowing..it just feels like I am riding along on a paved road! It can really go fast but I try to keep it at a medium pace...(I actually got it up real fast one day while no one was looking and and when I hit a bump I bounced up off the seat and the engine cut off! A safety feature I am sure but scared the poop outta me!) But its really fun for me to mow and this mower makes it that much more fun. I was finishing the field today and it looked like I would get finished before the rain but about 6 passes before I was to finish the rain came dripping down...not too bad so I thought I would finish but 4 passes left and I was getting pummeled. I had to take off my glasses as it was so hard I couldn't see but I was having so much fun I just did not want to finish. I only wish I had a Cowboy Hat and boots to wear as I was ready to holler out Yee Haw and YahhhOoo while waving my arms about. I was really having way too much fun...(yes I need a life)
As I finished and cut off the mower deck to hightail it up to the house, I looked up and saw Frank standing at the side of the barn getting drenched watching me with a big smile on his face. He motioned me on up to the house as he ran beside me smiling all the way. As we were both soaking wet we just went on about our way to change into dry clothes. Not much more was said about mowing.


I wondered then while thinking of Frank standing there watching me in the rain, was I just thinking it, or did I actually holler and wave my arms about?

Loose Change

Did you ever need some money and wonder where you were going to get it? Well I have to say I have been in that boat too many times...(note I said Boat..not Ship)
After paying over $600 in doctor/hospital bills for me alone last month we got into a pickle this month. I could see our balance in the bank dropping crazy fast and was starting to sweat! I have heard of the term "insurance poor" and I am surely that too but for the last year it seems like I need to say I am "hospital poor" Or does "Medical poor" sound better? Crap, I dunno, but I am poor, regardless.
And of course it seems like whenever you are down to your last dollar, you need two of them. With the gas prices it certainly has been a trip trying to find out how to get what and how you can do several things on one trip somewhere, and even though I usually only go to the grocery at the first of the month....this month I didn't get to do that! And of course we are trying to do some things to this house and you always need something you don't have or can't find. And even though we have tried not to go anywhere, of course Frank had a doctor's appointment yesterday and then today had tests to go get and then I have an appointment next week! So after using my last bit of moolah to get a full tank of gas (at $2.80 per gallon I might add, a nice find) I pondered where to get enough to be able to get through to next Wednesday (payday) and then I just decided to get out my loose change jar (where we throw loose change) and then added some from my wallet, purse and the drink holder in the car, and take it up to the bank. We try to put all our loose change in a jar and have for years...but it never fails we use it up before we can get more than $20 but I always say..that was $20 we didn't have so I am always happy to have that.......once we saved hoping for a vacation..but had to use it and actually got $330 out of it! That has been a few years back but today we were also happily surprised to see what it was going to bring....$70.10 Yippee!!!! As my friend Ammeg would say.
A much needed $70 I might add. So now, not so much sweat as I can see us making it through ok.........geez, did I just say that?.......I need to go knock on wood somewhere, I guess I forgot who I was for a minute. Oh and the 10 cents has been put in the jar for a fresh start for the next disaster.

Better Day?

I think so.....but only for a bit.

We got good news and then some bad.
Good news is Frank's doctor visit went well and the tests we had done were good so that was worth my having a bad day over..(you always have to have a bad day to have a good one, right?) (at least that is how it happens in this house!)
Regardless, our many prayers were answered on that one and that we don't have to worry about that...for a while anyhow.
He does have to go get more x-rays done on both of his feet though, they have never been right since his last fall (remember the devil ladder?) doc didn't like the looks or feel of one and said the other was just as bad. Frank says he didn't have to tell him that! He has been in constant pain for a good 4 weeks now. So he has to suffer through another day of wearing shoes to get to the hospital...Yeah we have to go back..we are such idiots we left the doctors office in wonderment as we got in and out in under an hour and a half...something we have never done in the 15/20 years we have been going to him and totally forgot about going across the street to the hospital!

As I have said before....we are idiots.

Yeah Frank I said....WE! :)

I'm Done

Yeah I said it, I am done.

Done.

Meaning I have just about had it. I feel like I have had to deal with more than my share and I know I am not supposed to whine and wish for something I do not have...but Crap. Yeah, Crap. Not mentioning any names here but I am tired of not being appreciated. I am tired of not having any of my things (that I have left) around me. I am tired of having a collection of things that I waited until I was in my 40's to collect and they are in boxes packed who knows where. I am tired of not having my own life anymore, ( or at least it feels that way). I am tired of not being credited for doing something.........anything. I am tired of when I do the dishes each and every night for the last 4 years I been here no one bothers to even lend a hand, let alone say "thank you". I am tired of worrying what to fix for dinner each night so to please someone. I am tired of after washing clothes for the last 4 years, the only thing that gets said is when something gets accidentally ruined by a bleach stain. I am tired of when I try to do something to make this crappy house more live able, the only thing that gets noticed is a pea size stain on a concrete step that never seen the light of day for a good 15 years when the front door was sealed shut, and nobody ever got to the front porch. So I am done. I only wish my ship were here so I could leave in it. I am contemplating trading my car in for a truck with camper shell to take my husband and dogs in and live on the road. At least there somebody might appreciate something I do more that it gets done around here. And then I might finally be happy again.

Oh and Happy Birthday, Mom. I understand now all you told me, forgive me for not understanding it the way you wanted me to then, and I know you are surely laughing at me for being mad right now, but Stick a fork in me...your daughter is done.

Baby Girl...Part III

Poor Lil Bit.....we got to take her bandages off in 7 days like we were supposed to after her surgery on the 21st, but one spot looked like it needed more healing so the Vet thought it best to leave the stitches in a week longer and she got new bandages on too. She has done real good and even has seemed like she has had more energy. She didn't keep the new bandages on for more than 2 days, but I had to improvise with an ace bandage as she keep trying to scratch ( you know something that dogs do...) and kept getting her nails stuck in the stitches...I thought for sure she would pull those stitches out herself! Well today was the day to go see if the stitches could come out and they did take them out, but the Vet saw that he made a boo boo and overlapped her skin some while he was stitching her up after her surgery. And if we left it that way it would never heal properly. The bad news is she had to get opened up again and stitched up again and she will have to wait 24 hours to eat or drink and wait another 10 to 14 days to get her stitches out...again. The good news is it didn't cost us anything ( as it was his mistake!!) and we got to wait while he did it and bring her on home. This is her sleeping it off on the bed in front of the air conditioner.

This was her last week sleeping in a prime spot...guess she won it out over Elvis. I don't think we are spoiling her.........Do you?

More of Baby Girl

I think Lil Bit is feeling a "little bit" better. And the new door is working out exactly as we had hoped!