A few observations for your Monday morning.

Things are WAY past peak up here in The Mitten. We have now graduated to carpets of leaves on the ground, scraggly, leafed trees and some bare branches.

Of course, our Bradford Pears are just now turning color and still fully leafed. They are introverts and like to do their shedding alone. Always late to the autumnal party so to speak.

Autumnal is a strange word.

So is jurisprudence. I never use the word jurisprudence.

Artichoke is a weird one too.

I hesitate to enjoy something with the word choke in it.

I had a cat food incident this week.

As you know, we have three old lady cats. A mother and her two daughters. They are approximately 8 and 10. Or 10 and 12 years old. They is fluffy.

They have been eating Science Diet, regular chow for their entire life with us. I realized a couple years ago that the bag said for ages 1-6, and another bag said 7 and up. I wondered if that might be why they were so …fluffy? I switched them to a mature bag. It had a different shape.  Halle Berry promptly licked the fur off her belly. Her entire belly.  I switched them back.

This summer I noticed another option, something about age defying. They did fine with that. When I went to buy a new bag, that’s when my troubles began.

When paying at the cash register, The cashier said the price was about $20 more than I had ever paid. What? I said I had not paid that last time. She said they raise the prices sometimes. By $20? I said I was going to exchange the bag. I got another one for mature cats. Unfortunately, when I got home and inspected the bag closer, I realized it was the bag where the food was a different shape. The belly licking bag!!!!

I did not open it. I took it back the next day and exchanged it for another bag of  a different old lady cat food, opened it and fed the Girls. There was food still in the bowl when it was time for the next feeding, this is an unheard of phenomenon at our house. It continued for a couple of days. No one loved this kind. Then the horking began. I’m sorry Spellcheck, you may not recognize horking, but anyone who has a cat knows what horking is. I took that bag back for a refund.

I again bought the age 1-6 kind, which I will now refer to as the fat and yummy, no horking kind.

Everybody’s happy.

My Aunt Phyllis and I are trying to convince my Uncle Bob to come to Florida when we are there. She did what she could do, I did what I could do. He recognized a well coordinated effort. She chatted on Words With Friends yesterday that she saw a chink in his armor, he said he was checking flights today. We will see!

We had Tasty Boy doughnuts this weekend. Oh. My. Goodness. Those doughnuts are sinful.

We watched home movies this weekend. They are worth their weight in PURE GOLD! Precious. Everybody take movies, right now.

Have a pleasant Monday.

Potent Quotable-29 and Counting

Chains do not hold a marriage together. It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads which sew people together through the years. ~Simone Signoret


More marriages might survive if the partners realized that sometimes the better comes after the worse. ~Doug Larson

The Weekly Sy and an Update on the Doings

A sleeping kitty is one of my favorite things! This week features Snoozing Sy.





I would have been B.O.T.H.E.R.I.N.G. him.

There has been some Hectic over here the last few days. Some good and some alarming.

The week started with Jip the Farm Dog in the hospital with blood clots in both lungs!!! I can assure you, no one saw that coming. The Lord, in His infinite mercy, protected her life from further harm and she is resting semi-comfortably at home with the aid of Percocet. She has learned, the hard way, that when in excruciating pain it is not wise to go off pain medication so you can drive and give the BSF lecture. Narcotics are a girls best friend when breathing hurts, forget the diamonds.

That was the alarming portion of the week, the good part was The Boy and The Dane came in on Wednesday! It’s always good to see them and hug their necks! He still has one more week of the Rituxin, but it is abundantly clear that it is not working at all. He had 4 doses of IVIG before he came to plump up his 11,000 platelet count. He brought with him a myriad of side effects, including major insomnia and a bad case of teenage skin. So that Christmas picture I was hoping for? Probably not going to happen, because that would be mean. The next time we see him at Thanksgiving he could be in the middle of The Brew, and you know what chemotherapy does to hair. I guess he could wear a hat? We will cross that bridge when we come to it.

We have been doing some eating and shopping, and sitting around visiting is what we seem to do best.

Have a good weekend. No Hectic. I’m serious.

Wednesday Hodgepodge

Hi Guys! Thanks for stopping by and special thanks to Joyce for hosting the Hodgepodge, week after week after week….. It might feel like that sometimes!

1. What’s your favorite time of day? Why?
I like my morning routine when I don’t have to be up and out the door in a hurry. It’s nice to get up, feed the cats, have a cup of chai, read some blogs and catch up on the on line news. I am a creature of habit.

2. Waffle iron, toaster, coffee maker, mixer, blender…which small appliance would you say most needs replacing in your house?
Our toaster can be cranky, it has been going for a few years now! It’s current decision is uneven toasting. Just a matter of time.

3. It’s National Grouch Day (October 15)…what’s something that makes you feel grouchy?

Hmmm. There are things to be said about me but I don’t think grouchy is one of them. I guess I will say I get grouchy when I am overly hungry. We usually call it “hangry”.
4. Ever been to Canada? Is that a country you’d like to visit? According to Trip Advisor, the top ten best destinations in Canada are-Vancouver, Toronto, Montreal, Quebec City, Victoria, Calgary, Niagara on the Lake, Niagara Falls, Whistler, and Halifax. Which city would you most like to see?I

I have been to Canada! As a matter of fact I used to live there with my Canadian husband!!

I have been to Toronto and Niagara Falls before, so they are off my list. I think I would say Halifax, because I am a little bit of a Titanic nerd and I hear they have a maritime museum there with quite a bit of information about the unsinkable ship.

Though all of those places sound nice, we would most likely go off list and head right across the pond to Windsor and visit with Honey’s sister Rachel, her husband Kenny, their kids and grandkids. That sounds like fun!!!
5. What was your favorite food (or one of your favorites) when you were a child? Is that still a favorite?

I used to always request spaghetti or homemade macaroni and cheese for my birthday dinner, but they would not be my favorites now. I like them, but there are things I would rather have.
6. Do you cry easily?

Not really, although The Boy did tell me recently that I tear up more than I ever used to. It still wouldn’t be considered easily. The Boy, Honey and Mousey are the softies over here. Honey calls me Hard Hearted Hannah.
7. Have you started your (gasp!) Christmas shopping? If so when, and how much? If not, when will you even begin thinking about it?

I actually do have a couple stocking stuffers purchased and that is unusual for me!!! Honey and I have discussed a couple things. I usually don’t get into Christmas high gear until after Thanksgiving. That’s probably when I get the lists from everyone too.
8.  Insert your own random thought here.

The Boy and The Dane are coming in from Chicago this afternoon on the Megabus. They will be here for almost a week and I have a GOAL. I would like to get our family Christmas card picture taken, in a fall-ish setting if possible. There are a few details to work out. No one is going to prison if it doesn’t happen. Wish us luck.

Have a good fall day, it’s peaking up here in The Mitten!

Goomba at 7

Guess who turned 7 over the weekend?

This big old guy!

We went to dinner at Chip and Dip, and I am sorry to say someone had STOLEN the birthday sombrero! No fancy Mexican happy birthday song wearing the sombrero! A moment of silence for a historic loss.


We went back to Goomba’s house for cake and presents. I guess I don’t need to tell you that was his favorite part!

Goomba went on a fishing outing at his church over the summer, and he liked it! Honey, who is all over fishing, knew just what he wanted to give him, his own pole, with a sweet Spiderman tackle box! Ready to drown some worms Goomba?


There was more Nerf activity. I got a lesson in firing the double shooter.


His faincy Batman cake!!!\


His Grammy and Papa Turk were there to wish him well.


As Grandpa said, 7 is the year of completion, So I guess he is officially not Little Goomba any more. He is now Mid Size Goomba!!!


Cake and ice cream, we are all in!


Happy Birthday Friend!!


Potent Quotable

Before we can pray, "Lord, Thy Kingdom come," we must be willing to pray, "My Kingdom go." ~Alan Redpath

The Weekly Sy and a Winter Clothing Conundrum

Hi Guys, I had a feeling October would be running past us and that is exactly what is happening.

Here is the grandcat. The Boy said he looks like Mr. Winky occasionally. I guess he pokes himself in the eye at some point and spends a couple days looking like this. Probably not hard for an active (spazzy) teen cat to do.


He’s a purty boy!


I have spent an inordinate amount of time this week trying to get myself ready for winter, clothing wise. I am aware I have many clothes in my closet, but for one reason or another they are not what I need,nor do they meet my ever changing requirements for comfort. It’s a problem People.

I wore a couple pair of jeans just this week that have worked in past years. After wearing them for a day I COULD NOT WAIT to get them off. Always a bad sign.

I feel I need to get the winter clothing squared away because autumn seems in a hurry this year. Does anyone else feel like that?

I spent some time trying on clothes I already own, putting together some outfits with a mixture of new purchases and already owned pieces, and making a list of things to look for. Mousey is helpful in this area. She knows it is my deepest desire NOT to resemble Hag Barbie.

A gal at BSF had on a cute pair of jeans on Wednesday. I asked her on Thursday if they had been jeggings, you know, pants with no zipper, with flat fronts. Because I prefer a flat front, I don’t like a zipper and big old button sticking out when I wear longer sweaters, like a giant outie bellybutton. Who wants that fashion people? WHO???

She said they were not jeggings on Wednesday, but she had jeggings on right then! She promptly pulled up her shirt and showed me! She then gave me the all important, need to know information of how to get some!! She said they were Vera Wang, purchased at Kohl’s, but you have to wait until they are 40% off and you have an additional coo-pin! She was speaking my love language!!!

Since I needed to go to Kohl’s to return a big bag’O’stuff anyway, I had a little look see. Sure enough, they were 40% off, and I also had a 20% off coo-pin in my purse! Spent about $20, originally $42. Thank you Mary Zulker! I think they could be my new favorites. I bought black denim and midnight blue. Big sigh of comfort!


They also had flat front flares or boot cut, can’t remember, just FYI.

In other news, I returned both pair of boots. I am still sad about it and hoping I do not live to regret the decision. I am still holding out hope of finding a more caramel color of comfy boots. I am still aware that I am a giant pain in the rumpus. #firstworldproblems.

All total? Returns at 5 stores. Much rejected clothing and also included was the cuddler cat bed that no one loved, and some random rugs that I was thrilled to find the receipt for! It’s a good feeling to get all that OUT OF MY HOUSE!

Honey and I also accomplished much outside work! It’s a good thing.

As you can see, my week has been full and hectic.

Have a full and non hectic weekend!


Think I have it.




I would TOTALLY subject my children to this!


Thank you Lord.







Mouse Care

I realized a few days ago that today would be October 7. It surprised me actually. This date usually causes sadness and loss of sleep, memories of heartache and regret, and most of all a longing for a do over. I was surprised because it snuck up on me. That has only happened one other time in 19 years.

Maybe blogging about it has helped to sort things out in my mind. Maybe time has a way of blurring the edges. Maybe next year will hit me harder. Or maybe I will never linger in the depths of the melancholy again, although that seems unlikely.

I don’t think anyone in our family recognizes this date. Pretty sure our children are not even aware. Good for them. Honey might know, but he has never pinned feelings on the day.

I mentioned it to Mousey yesterday when we were in the car. She has exactly zero memories of that day, she was 13 months old. Of course she has heard some things over the years. I told her a couple of my memories of the day concerning her. I felt like I was repeating  things I had told many times before, as parents often do, and as children usually endure. I was surprised when she said she had never heard them before. It seemed so strange because it was so familiar to me. I have gone over the events of that afternoon and the days after as many times as I have wiped my kitchen counters. Think about that. Hundreds, perhaps thousands of times.

I have always regretted that I did not keep a journal of the facts and all of the God Things that happened along the way. It saddens me to think I may have forgotten instances of His great faithfulness and new mercies that arrived daily, sometimes hourly. I wish I had it now for myself and my family. It is important for them to know how an Almighty God cared for us in our time of desperate need.

Just like it was important for Mousey to hear how others had cared for her after the accident. There was a point during the chaos after the accident, when my attention was pulled between the state troopers, the firemen and emergency workers, that I frantically realized that Mousey was gone. I cried out “where is my baby!”, thinking the day had just gotten inconceivably worse. A woman stepped forward holding a sleeping Mousey in her arms. “Here she is, she’s alright” she said, as she passed her to me. She had held her on the side of the freeway after someone removed her from her car seat. I am thankful for Teri Hill and the comfort she gave a frightened little girl.

Then there was a woman named Connie whose husband had stopped their car on the freeway. She came to the hospital with us in the police car and had Mousey out in the waiting room. When my SIL Stacey arrived, she walked up to the stranger to find out who she was and how did she know Mousey! One of the smiles of the day!

I also shared with Mousey my memory of the nurse bringing her to me after she had been checked out in the emergency room. The nurse was holding her little hand as she walked beside her, looking so precious in her little red and white stripped Osh Kosh B’Gosh overalls. The nurse told us the doctor said she was fine and added “here’s your Mommy!”.  Mousey was all smiles. I needed those smiles!

Mousey knows that after that day she went home to live with our dear friends The Hostler’s for a month. She has heard about how my SIL Karen kept her some and jokingly referred to her as her Baby Rachel, the name she would have given a baby girl if she had another. Aunt Karen still affectionately calls her Baby Rachel.

It felt good to tell Mousey about some who had watched over her that day. In the midst of our darkest day we saw God’s fingerprints, reminding us that He cared for us, and for a baby girl in red and white overalls. 

Fall Weekend

I ripped all of the flowers and plants out of their pots yesterday.

I felt a little like a killer, some were not ready to go. Unfortunately, I was ready for them to leave.

Most were gone, but a few were still looking nice. I whispered to them that they were my favorites before I did the deed.

The hyacinth bean pods still need to be harvested. Tell me one more time when to do that Schmenky? Please and thank you, I know you have already said once, or thrice!

I cut back the rest of the hosta and day lilies. One hosta was nibbled right to the quick already. The bunnies must have done that for me. I don’t usually have bunny trouble.

I feel like fall is in a hurry this year. There are already some leaves on the ground, that seems a little premature.

Honey and I got a good jump start on getting everything settled for winter.

I am counting down the last weeks of grass cutting, Hallelujah and thank you Lord!!!

I hung the fall wreaths now that the flowers are gone.

In the market for a pumpkin.

That’s what I have been doing. How about Y’All?

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