The Wrong Message

October 23, 2020 at 8:22 pm (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Middle age, Uncategorized) (, , )

I was reading through a few blog posts last week and one, in particular, caught my eye. The writer was talking about how sometimes she gives off the wrong message by her reactions. I can relate to her thoughts because it has happened to me all too often.

Sometimes I forget what day it is and have a bill due. I run in to pay it and really just wanted to stay home that day. I make myself get dressed, put on some make-up, and head out the door.  I make my trips short and stay at home as much as possible. I plan my meals a week in advance, fill up with gas, and enjoy a good book and a cup of coffee.

Some of my friends can’t understand my choice to stay at home; It is safer at home, less chance of being exposed to Covid, and I am tired of the rude people out there. The parking lot of your local grocery store is a hazard just to enter the store to shop. I avoid the peak times to shop and go later when say dinner hour. I like to enjoy my experience and not be run over by a runaway cart or the feeling You got in someone’s way.

Not too long ago, I was watching my favorite home shopping network where the host was saying we don’t know if we can get together this year for the holidays. Our homes have become more of our sanctuary; We can still celebrate the holidays this year may be just your family instead of a big gathering like we are used to. Changing out a few accessories can make all the difference. There still is so much to be thankful for this year. I try and find the beauty in each new day.

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Staying Positive

October 14, 2020 at 11:54 pm (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Middle age, Uncategorized) (, , , )

I find that with uncertain times it is often difficult to keep a positive attitude. With mask-wearing, or not, the social distancing thing, no hugging, many eateries are curbside or take-out only still I can understand why so many people are frustrated. Parents have a difficult time working and trying to be home on the days the kids are online learning.

Life seemed like it had changed overnight; Holiday get-togethers are different this year. So many are just staying home this year, no trick or treating door to door, no school field trips this year, limited students in the lunchroom, sometimes feels like we are an episode of the Twilight Zone that never ends. With the riots going on, I wonder what the new normal is really going to look like.

Being part of the sandwich generation also has its challenges; I work some odd shifts, so it is difficult for me to have her lunch ready at eleven o’clock every day, she cannot find her tv remote to turn down the Volume, incontinence issues, noncompliance with a shower, ( didn’t we go through this with our kids?) It is different when the roles reverse. She has been sheltering at home for the last five years now. Friends and family have either moved away or have passed away in the last couple of years. She will be spending a quiet birthday home this year.

Times are different and can be frustrating at times, but if we appreciate the ones around us, find something to be thankful for every day, we can get through this together. Every day is a memory maker that can last a lifetime. take plenty of pictures, post videos of the family cooking or the kids doing chores, or make up a new dance, see who can sing the worst contest. Life can still be fun in the midst of uncertain times ahead.

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Summer’s End

October 7, 2020 at 12:00 am (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Uncategorized) (, , )

 There is so much needed to be done to get ready for winter; cutting back the plants, covering your lawn furniture, fall cleanup, putting up harvest decorations, planting mums, taking family walks around the neighborhood, trips to the local library, making homemade bread, putting up jellies.

Due to the coronavirus and restrictions on large gatherings this year and no trick or treating this year, plan a scavenger hunt. Let the kids plan what to have for dinner and help make it. There may be a treat hidden away in the oven…

I love the changing season from summer to fall. The cooler, shorter days ahead, leaves changing colors, putting away shorts and tee shirts for layers, boots, warm sweaters, a crackling fire in the fireplace at night. I love rainy day drives in the forest, the muddy dirt roads, being on top of a mountain looking down on the lake.

They say all things must come to an end, I do agree. One thing is certain in this ever-changing time, the only thing consistent is change itself. In uncertain times, we can still look after one another, lend a helping hand, feed a family in need, be patient to the essential workers, practice social distancing, tell your loved ones how much you love them daily.

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Happy Birthday

October 1, 2020 at 12:46 am (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Middle age, Uncategorized) (, , , )

My twin brother and I turned fifty-nine a few days ago. I remember teasing my brother about the birthday cakes my Aunt made for us every year. She made a double heart cake with a doll on top for me, and a cowboy theme on top for my brother. I was always one who was happy with the gift I was given. My brother was happy with a cap gun.  On the weekends, my family would go to the stables where we boarded our horse Shorty and spend the afternoon riding him. We have many pictures of my grandma sitting on a picnic table drinking a cup of coffee bundled up with a scarf on her head.

When my brother and I entered the third grade, my family moved to a farm. We had horses, sheep, rabbits, chickens, a goat, and a pesky cow to keep us busy. We were the envy of our friends until I told them on weekends you get up at six in the morning feeding the animals; my friends decided they liked living in town better. Caring for the animals taught us responsibility and teamwork of cleaning the corals together to get done faster. I can still hear my lamb calling me bright and early on Saturday morning to get dressed and feed her.

With the coronavirus, airline restrictions, and the wildfires in California, my brother stayed home this year. I miss taking him to a nice dinner and looking at houses together. We like the same style of house and enjoy seeing the variety to choose from. We had fun looking at building materials to put into his house someday. These are the days I miss driving around the city looking at historic homes, reminiscing about the good old days when we first moved here to our new home town, our first snow, and learning to drive in the slick stuff, our first sledding party being pulled around the neighborhood with dad’s 1946 Willie’s Jeep.

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Are You Okay In There?

September 23, 2020 at 4:22 am (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Uncategorized) (, )

We have been in lockdown for so long, the animals decided to check in on us!



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Changing Season

September 19, 2020 at 6:06 pm (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Uncategorized) (, , , , )

 Who Is ready For Fall?


Raking leaves

Taking pictures of the changing leaves

Enjoy the crisp air and dressing in layers

Time for the chili cook-off

A fun day at the pumpkin patch

Go on a nature hike and find different sized rocks to paint and hide

Baking with your grandchildren

What do you enjoy doing in the fall?


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A Little Kindness

September 13, 2020 at 10:28 pm (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Middle age, Uncategorized) (, , , )

Last week, I set out to run a few errands; I went to the bank to withdraw the cash need to pay my bill and walked across the parking lot to the building next door. My insurance agent is conveniently located next door from my bank. When I went in, the agent was busy on the phone, so I sat and admired the decore in the office. When the agent came out, we chatted for a few minutes about the agent was not responsible for the bill amount. I told the lady I have been a customer for forty-plus years; I appreciate the friendly agents, customer service, she wasn’t in a hurry to have me leave.

I realized in these uncertain times, people’s attitudes have changed. I notice in the check out line, impatient customers, defensive driving, to mask or not to mask, folks don’t smile as much as they used to. I try and keep a positive attitude and smile at the fast-food help and tell them ‘thank you’ and ‘have a nice day.’ We are surrounded by the smoke from so many fires around us. I understand the fear, unhealthy air quality, a bad day, but I do not understand why someone takes it out on a hard-working employee. I feel like if you are in that bad of a mood, stay home.

I went to check on my mom today, she told me she has nothing in the house to eat. I went to buy her a burger for her dinner. Elderly folks make me smile sometimes, they have a fully stocked pantry, but nothing to eat. My mom fell a couple of years ago, had hip surgery, and is confined to a wheelchair. I appreciate the help of a shower aid and a housekeeper to come in and help out.

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A New School Year

September 8, 2020 at 2:41 pm (life lessons, Memoir, Uncategorized) (, , , )

Happy First day of school; With mask-wearing, social distancing, school field trips on hold, lunch being eaten in shifts, I hope this year is still a good year full of new friends, fun classes, and we get COVID under control.

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Creating Your Sanctuary

August 30, 2020 at 11:20 pm (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Middle age, Uncategorized) (, , , )

We do not know what the holidays will look like this year; are we going to be able to gather with friends and family, or are we going to celebrate the season with our immediate family?  We are staying home more, and I have found some simple ways to create the space your family will enjoy.

I was watching my favorite shopping network, the host was talking about simple but elegant ways add coziness to home. The nice home improvement store have a variety of acessaries to that special touch to your exisiting decor. Candle rings, wreaths, folliage picks,  scented candles all make the home a welcome and inviting place to reteat.

I have been paring down my collection, realizing I didn’t need five sets of decorator pillows tor throws. My taste is simple Vctorian style. I have a nice collection of angels a dear friend gifted to me several years ago; I added a couple of books under the figurines for a more casual feel. I found my window treatments at JC Penny store and bought my living room furniture from a friend at a good price. A few seasonal throw pillows, changing out the accessories in a room adds the warmth and cozziness to any room.

I look forward to fall, It is my favorite time of the year; I love the changing colors of the leaves from golden, to the rusts and oranges. The air is crisp, dressing in layers, gathering with friends around the firepit, chili cookoffs, and curling up with a good book. The last of the yard cleanup is around the corner making way for staying indoors playing board games. baking your seasonal favorite recepies with the grandchildren. Staying home more sounds pretty good to me.

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Turned Upside Down

August 24, 2020 at 2:02 pm (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Middle age, Uncategorized) (, , , )

Overnight it seems life was turned upside down, and we still do not know what is in store for tomorrow. Many, like me, are staying home more, practicing social distancing hosting a backyard party, wearing a mask, and many businesses are offering drive-thru or curbside pickup only.

Many families are still confused over how school will be offered this year. many families have to work then to find out online classes are only being offered. The Universities, Technical Schools, sports, going to the movies all have changed this year. I cannot imagine playing football with an empty stadium. hollywood has just started to shoot new programs, actors have had enough and deciding to leave thier chosen profession behind for a normal life.

My life haschanged very little since this pandemic hit. I work in the health care field so I have been working, caring for my aging mother and then just staying close to home. Masks are required to enter businesses, some restaurants have opened up for eat in as well as curbside options. farmer’s Markets are social distanceing and mask wearing but it is worth it having available fresh grown produce often times bought from a dear friend.

I have started cleaning out my closets, garage, and getting ready to donate unwanted items to Goodwill. I was amazed at how much stuff I have accumulated over the last few years. You don’t think about what is stored behind the chair in the spare bedroom,under beds, stuffed in closets, stuffed in the garage. I can get overwhelmed easily so a friend told me start small. The rooms will decluttered eventually so why stress yourself out over a room with the door mostly closed anyway. Good point.

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