That ‘Let-Down’ Feeling

It’s snowing out. All the trees are frosted and when the sun comes out tomorrow it will be blindingly beautiful.

Because of the snow I can’t go anywhere. I won’t drive in this weather…one of the perks of being retired. BUT! I’m bored. I have nothing to do.

That’s not entirely true…I could fold that batch of laundry that’s sitting on the dryer; I could run the vacuum cleaner; I could clear some snow (but I’d have to do it all over again tomorrow). None of that interests me at the moment.

I spent the better part of the last week working on my second chap book, Tickle My Funny Bone. Now that it’s done and ready for my graphic design guru to do the cover, I have nothing to work on.

I even thought it might be fun if I had a sewing project to do. Now you know I’ve gone over the edge! I haven’t touched my sewing machine for at least 30 years. For all I know, it’s moving parts don’t move any more.

I will read. I’m always complaining that I don’t have enough time to sit down and read. It looks like today is that day. How soon before I’m napping? ☺☺☺

Mourning Dove

Yesterday’s mourning dove was looking for spring. This one is looking to get his tail feathers frozen into the birdbath. The sun was going down and the temperature was 32 degrees. Look at the water turning to ice!!!! After I took the picture I opened the door and scared them away. I was picturing what the problems would be if I let it stay there. Brainless bird!

It has long been my humble opinion that mourning doves have no brains. You just have to watch them for less than 5 minutes to know that’s true.

As for my humble opinion, you would have to go back to when I was 2 ½ when it was probably humble for the last time. ☺☺☺

Looking for Spring

Even this lone mourning dove wants Spring.

Sneezin’

I seem to be unable to stop sneezing this morning. I don’t usually have allergies this time of the year, but if past experience is any guideline, sneezing usually means a cold will follow.

I am visualizing NO COLD! I am also making sure I have enough Coldcalm®, a homeopathic medicine by Boiron. I swear by this stuff!

Update on My Mother

A week and a half ago, she lost her balance and luckily an aide was right there and caught her before she hit anything. She was all black and blue where the aide caught her, but none the worse for wear.

Two days ago she lost her balance again. This time she was not so lucky. The aide was right there but not able to catch her in time. The lift side of her body hit the edge of the trash can in the bathroom and she fractured ribs 4, 5, and 6. I found out later that she said she got dizzy.

When I saw her again yesterday she said she was not taking anything stronger than plain Tylenol. She claims that getting up and getting dressed was not bad.

Do we get less able to sense pain the older we get? I don’t know the answer to that, but I sure hope it’s true.

The biggest concern now is that she does not do the deep breathing and coughing in order to ward off pneumonia. That’s not easy to do with fractured ribs, but…

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Big Red Responds to Bad Press

We had a measly 1 inch of snow this morning…thank goodness. I was prepared to shovel the driveway, but I wanted to give Big Red another chance.

After the last debacle, I showed him my blog, and, if he wasn’t already bright red, you would have seen him blushing with embarrassment.

I could hear him mumbling to himself out in the garage: “Here I sit, a snow blower. Not just ANY snow blower. I’m a HONDA snow blower known for the quick start (just like my little brother, Little Red the lawn mower). To make matters worse, I occupy the garage with that cute Honda Fit. What must she think? How embarrassing!”

I wondered just how embarrassing.

Normally I would not bother using Big Red on just 1 inch of snow. I would let Mother Nature take care of that through melting. However, I had to know.

Check the gas tank…FULL. Throttle in CHOKE position. Gas lever ON. Transmission ENGAGED. Switch to ON position. Grab handle and pull. And pull x 5.

Big Red roared to life. How sweet it was. I gave him a couple minutes to make sure all systems were go and we were off slicing through barely enough snow to notice. But to us, Big Red and me, it was triumph over the forces of nature (or whatever it was that was bothering him last week)!

I have taken a big chance and cancelled the service call scheduled for Friday. There is a big storm that may or may not give us snow over the weekend and I am counting on Big Red to start.