Soon they hit the rocks!

News from Huron, the Famous Resort City on Lake Ontario in NY (Meaning NOT New York City!

So, today is the day that I report to the courthouse to be “a potential juror”. I’ve only been worrying about this for two years when I got out of it because I was sick. Then, two months ago I got the dreaded letter that I had to fill out and return and then one month ago I got the summons and then today I have to be there by 9:15.
The good news is that at the moment it is not snowing. I think it is about 20 miles through the countryside and this has been a horrible winter for snow and of course I’m worrying about blowing snow because it is windy. I’ll have to bring my worry stone.
Paul woke me up on time. OMG! it was dark. I am so spoiled from not having to travel to a job. I get up, pick up the house, get dressed and start on the computer anywhere from 11:00 to 2:00 and only work to 5:00 or 6:00 then eat and iron, sew, whatever while watching a movie and then to bed. The dogs keep me on schedule. Like right now, as soon as I put on my sneakers, all four are lined up at the door because this week my Mother discombobulated me by have a stint put in and I’ve been out every day. Usually I dust the floor with my socks.
What to wear? Nothing formal, no rags, so I picked a sweater, skinny jeans and (believe it or not) matching sneakers. LOL! The sweater is yellow and blue, the skinny pants are blue and the sneakers are yellow and blue.https://aussiemagicvintiques.wordpress.com/wp-admin/media-upload.php?post_id=506&type=image&TB_iframe=1
What to take with me? A book, naturally I’m reading a big hard cover (Phelps and Gorham Purchase by Thomas), teeny weeny stickers for the book because I’m taking a teeny weeny purse, my license, my medical records, and, because I don’t worry, my DNR instructions, two Kleenex, my lorazipam for when I won’t take the oath because I’m a member of the Religious Society of Friends. I may chicken out on that one and a LARGE bottle of Jim Beam for the courtroom because I’m sure the Judge will need it. Oh drats, I thought I would get by the security check without having to put my stuff in a tray but I forgot about the keys. Should I leave my coat in the car so I don’t have to hassle with it? They confiscate your phones so I’ll leave that there. (Not that I ever use it which makes my daughter want to steal my lorazipam.
What a week. Mother is fine and I THINK I almost have a job as the Town of Huron Historian! It pays $.67 per day but I’m excited anyway AND I got my first Social Security check so I’m RICH! My husband is very excited that this will help him pay the bills (he thinks). I sort of celebrated by buyins some more dog-show clothes and shoes and entering Karla into some shows. And, knowing me, I called my handler (OMG he has grey hair now) to stand by for Syracuse and Springfield. The first two are matches and handling seminars so I can pretend I’ve never seen a dog leash before. This puppy is so shy! I took her over to see Mom and there were three other dogs there and my sister and brother-in-law and, as usual, we all have such similar views (not) that when someone started I about the Tea Party and Obama, Karla jumped on my lap and it was three to one and we argued to my coat and gloves and slipped out the door. I have to do some more research so I can back my opinions up. I didn’t even know who the Koch brothers were and I pronounced the entirely wrong way. Well, I should have known…Henceforth keep thy mouth shut on religion and politics! I’m going to be just wonderful working for the town! LOL! That is, if I live through this day or get picked for a trial that is 12 months long. Where is that worry stone???
As usual, my house is a complete disaster because the floor washer is broken and I ordered the parts 1/20 and they shipped them 2/16. I think I need to hire Billy across the street to use his plow in here. Karla’s favorite toys are the dust balls and she looks kind of like a wire fox terrier of a strange color when she comes up to me. I also need to go through Petfinders and pull the Aussies to list on Australian Terriers International. I should get RC involved in that. Some of those people really need his advice and vice versa but I’m not sure how much he uses Facebook. Another favorite place in Dunham Lake Aussies where Karla came from. I can honestly say that with the exception of four people they are my best friends. However, it isn’t time to worry about Colorado yet and stuffing Karla in the air pod. She isn’t going cargo even if I have to cut her legs and tail off.
Well, noodles, that’s the news and all the news from the Miller Zoo in Huron. Visits are allowed – $10.00 for adults and $5.00 for children. Beds and food extra. But, you ain’t gonna find Huron, NY, anyway. It’s in a black hole although it does have a web site AND MAYBE MY NAME WILL BE ON IT!!!!! They really like me a lot because of my mouth. That was my 10th application. LOL!!!

Probably a Slow Day for Some

“What’s that?”, you say, “how was your day?”. Well, I’ll tell you whether that’s what you said or not. You COULD just delete it and I won’t be insulted because I won’t know. (Someone tell me that there isn’t a blog delete counter because I’d be in trouble!)
To start with, I just couldn’t get out of bed. There was a dog to the right of me that was sleeping on the covers that WOULD NOT move. He does the same thing when I try to go somewhere and he hasn’t been invited. First he grabs the carpeting with his nails. I think he is like a cat because I cut them regularly. and if I get him out of the rug he flops over onto his back and turns into something that feels floppy. Then I take him with me. But this time, he was going nowhere!
I had a dog to the left under the covers and she was warm and cuddly. Sometimes, when she doesn’t want to be warm and cuddly she sticks out those long legs and you can’t get near her. She does that at our camp where we have a smaller bed and this gives her more room. My Hubby says she always sleeps with her back toward me and puts one of her legs up his ***.
I had a dog on top of my feet. She’s easy though. All you have to do is say “BOO!” and she jumps up, piddling all the time and looking terribly guilty so that I have to kiss her for a while if I ever can get up. I think it’s the Border Collie in her.
Once I got up, I was ready to go back to bed. I’m slightly compulsive and have my order of things to do. I spend a lot of time in the bathroom so I’ve decorated it as nicely as the rest of the house. In fact, I’m painting another mirror frame there the same color as the wall (off white). It’s one of those old ones with decorations so you can’t vacuum it or the frame disappears piece by piece, yellow and green with gold accents. But not in the morning.
This is what I do in the morning. Get a cup of coffee and a glass of water, sit down and read my current book for however long I want…and I don’t get interrupted by anyone…and it’s kind of comfortable unles my IBS kicks in. Then into the shower. Then the neti pot. I know people think this is gross but it works for my allergies. I’ve gotten so I feel dirty if I haven’t washed my nose, then my teeth: brush with electric brush, brush way back with small brush, Brush between with Xmas tree brush, massage around teeth with that rubber pointy thing and then floss. Meanwhile I can still read! Then I grease myself down, first toner on the face then face lotion and then body lotion. Then I tackle my hair which is getting long again. Almost to the bottom of the shoulderblades. Since I’ve grown it this time from a 1″ cut and can’t stand hair in my face, I kept cheating and cutting the front top but now it’s almost long enough to rubberband with the rest of my ponytail. It will be a bun later. Then dress and “wallah!”
I look at the clock and my Doctor appointment is one hour away. I’m outta there! (of course forgetting my updated list of medications and supplements (42 total so I’m taking them all day and I don’t see or feel any different for the supplements – but I guess they are preventatives). The only trouble is that some are big and if I’m in a hurry I have trouble. Tonight I got one stuck in my throat and it really hurt. I drank a glass of water, I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a big piece of crust. It wouldn’t go down; nor would the pill come back with it. so I ended up sticking my finger down my throat which worked (and no food came out, thank goodness). It was a medium capsule of COQ10 and believe me, I didn’t take another. I think I would rather have a heart attack.
Late at the Doctors. Believe it or not – I am actually losing 2 lbs every three months! By the time I am 80 I’ll have reached my goal. I’ve given up on the cholesterol. He added another pill so I’m now taking 8 pills a day for that. But, I guess I should be happy it went from 320 to 240 in 7 years. And, I’ve changed my eating (except bar-b-que chicken skin and I haven’t told him that). I can’t eat too much fiber because of the IBS. Even the unsoluable fiber. Blood sugar up again. Not diabetic yet and I’ve stopped sugar completely. Have you ever had Jim Beam without Coke or Pepsi? So I’ve lowered my alcohol intake. Blood pressure, pulse and everything else he checked was fine except the familial tremor. If I could get rid of one thing it would be that. First of all, its embarassing that my head shakes and my hands shake so bad that I find it difficult to lift a glass or cup to my mouth. I’m on the maximum amount of medication that he will give me so he referred me to a neurologist so he can probably tell me I have Parkinsons. But, I believe they have medication for that so I will be able to write again and paint again. I used to have beautiful handwriting. Thank God for typewriters.
Next – Verizon – My daughter told me to go in and tell them that my phone is shi*. I have a Samsung. All I need to do is call out and get to the internet and take pictures. That’s it! Why can’t they make new things easy? Even telephones. Kids can’t add or write but they understand these scientific instruments. What’s up with that? However I’m call-phone challenged and have had it for 1.5 years. I have 92 voice call messages that I can’t get to so I gave it to my daughter. It tells her “dial 69” for messages. “this number is not in service”. She couldn’t even get them. So, I went in, went up to the counter and said “my daughter told me to tell you that this phone is “shi*”. He looked around. I told him I wanted another kind that could only do what I wanted and nothing else and “could he please get my messages for me? I’ll just sit here and listen to how many friends I’ve lost if I may.” Well, he played with it and said it wasn’t refurbished but that “this phone is shi*”. So my new Samsung arrived today and I’M supposed to know how to transfer all my contacts and stuff to it? I printed out the telephone instructions for the old one and it filled a 3″ notebook! I think I’ll use the shitt* one.
Then on to Savers. I LOVE that store and I broke my record. Total – $350 but it was half price clothes day. This store plays good music, it has everything, everything is arranged by size and they fold pants so you can see the size and how they look. The books are even arranged by subject. I got 8 history books, three packages of dog toys (they bag them), placemats, vintage table cloths and as I was standing there the attendent hung an antique penny quilt for $9.99 in front of my face. I think she hung it on my hand! I’m going on a trip and my new puppy will probably chew my shoes and cuffs so of course three pairs of pants (one didn’t fit so my daughter lucks out), two long-sleeved shirts, (both to my daughter. Clothes that cheap don’t get tried on. It takes too long), two short-sleeved shirts, three t-shirts and a blazer that has really long arms that hubby laughed at until I glared. All I want is to be comfortable and my hostess did say they dress casual and when I get cold my hands get cold, too, and I’ll be using it just as a jacket, a pair of funny colored sneakers and a pair of shoes. One pair sweats for hubby, several kitchen utensils, a rock tumbler, lots of candles. I have to say that 2/3 of the clothing had their original tags on them and the rest looked like they had never been worn. I love that store. Well, I’m not too tall (5’1″) (oh! and a reversable belt and hankies for my quilt) so I had to stop when I was running into things (and a purse!) because the cart was so mounded over with my stuff. The cashier was new and a nervous wreck so we had an assembly line…the manager handed me the stuff, I removed the hangers, and the cashier did her job with no mistakes. Good girl!
Then I drove home, ate something, drank something, told the dogs that yes, I was fine and they were fine and everything was fine (I mean, jeez, my hubby works upstairs!), redressed and went out to meet a portion of my family at a restaurant for my brother-in-law’s birthday. I loved seeing my nieces because I don’t have grandchildren but for that restaurant if I eat with the kids again, I’ll bring my own crayons because their’s hardly colored at all! I wonder if there is a reason for that?
Then, home it was to a Miss Marple Mystery via Netflix, this blog which took 2 hours, and then to bed, I hope.
So, in otherwords, do you think my day was terrible or good. I think all in all it was good but I was glad when it was done.
Noodles!

Summer

opening spring & pink 003Summer… Wonderful weather here in upstate New York this year. I just can’t bring myself to start bringing in some income by putting my left-over store things on line. I did put some online in the beginning of June but then went up to our camp and put a message up that I was on vacation and forgot until yesterday to remove the message. People must think I take LONG vacations. But, too bad because I’m going on vacation next week again!
I’ve been working around the house (literally – because I did half of the front today) outside. I got a wonderful pair of grass clippers that run for at least three hours prior to having to recharge them so that I can trim several trees without hurting them. (The trees). I just remember to put on my knee pads and out I go. But, then I have to get the clippers to cut the suckers and a few of the lower brances so Billy can get under them to mow with his mower.
We live in a house that was built in 1887 so I assume that the trees were planted at the same time. They are huge and it breaks my heart to see branches come down or the trees themselves come down in a windstorm. The drumlin that we live on has always a breeze and when it blows, it blows. Earlier we lost a blue spruce to the wind, then a huge arbor vitae and a few branches from the black ash and the maples. Then the town of Huron came and removed several branches so they wouldn’t fall on wires which unbalanced them so that now more branches come down. But they are still lovely and I want to measure a maple and send it in to the record tree size place. This was a good start to the trimming this year.
So several weeks ago I started to work. I dead-headed the rhododendrum (which is about 10 foot tall). Is that what it is called? I know I am a deadhead. Well, it felt like I was picking apples and took two days, then I cut down all of the lilac bushes that were merged into the rhododendron and started using the electric trimmers on the yew beneath the windows which open out unless they are in the way. Unfortunately I thought the guard was the handle so that too care of working outside for a while with 6 slices down my left middle finger and a brace for the fracture.
All healed now, and forbidden to use the hedge clipper for a while by my husband I started removing the vines from the house. I started with the Virginia Creeper. I pulled and pulled until I was across the yard – I just couldn’t believe that they were around our upstairs windows and all over the roof on the screened in porch and up and down the white burch. Kind of fun to try to get them without breaking them. Then I went for the wild grape and felt like Tarzan’s Jane swinging on the arbor vitae. Even though it is a non-native species, I didn’t remove the ivy unless it covered the windows.
I clipped stray saplings and a few hedges and called my nephew to put everything in a pile. I think he will soon be rich.
For the front of the house I started with the cedar tree which is close to my office. My office used to be sunny and I really wanted it that way again so I clipped as high as I could then climbed out the bedroom window and stood on the porch roof to get the higher branches that were brushing the house. As long as I was up there I swept about three inches of dirt off (even found some earthworms!) and removed the moss. Tomorrow I will the tackle the forsythia covering another of my office windows. Again I have called in the troops to help put branches and vines in a pile.
Last week I had trimmed the grass under my climbing rose bush because it had started sprouting all over and I wanted to save as many sprouts as I could.
My daughter brought over morning glories and spread them under horse manure around two tree trunks so I have been busy watering the “green spaghetti”.
Meanwhile I started to move my wicker that should be sold to the second story of my barn and spotted a tiny kitten but couldn’t catch it! I’ve been putting out food but we have so many hawks that I am pretty sad. Especially since we had to put our cat Cady down for kidney stones that very same day.
All this, of course, means that I haven’t touched my paperwork or my blogging.
Good news: I’m getting a new Australian Terrier! I know this means four small dogs but I haven’t had an Aussie for so many years and this breeding was just the one I wanted. The sire is from Finland and the dam from Sweden so perhaps I can get out of the health problems. She was born on July 27 and I can fly out to Wisconsin to pick her up the end of September and I am very, very excited. She is from Dunham Lake Australian Terriers and if you wish to see her then just go to their web site and click on to the web cam and on even numbered days she is the one with the yellow collar. This home kennel picks themes for each litter and this theme was the show “cheers”. They call her Carla. Only they spelled it Karla with a K. So, I looked that up on Google and there is a nice song called “Karla with a K” by the group called the Hooters. So I’m going to call her Hooter.
Meanwhile in our spare moments when we have been on vacation we have been looking for a piece of waterfront property to call our own. After finding one and having the loan approved the bank says “Oops! We made a mistake and raised the interest rate 3 points so we need to think of that investment for a while.
So, obviously I’ve been busy and thought I would let you all know that I still have in the back of my mind that I am supposed to be blogging.
Oh, I did have company from New Mexico for a week two weeks ago. We call each other sister and brother and we graduated together. I think he is my best friend and I believe it is such a good thing to be able to say one thing and the other person’s eyes light up because they know exactle what you mean. By the time he left he had huge circles under his eyes because we stayed up until anywhere from 3 am to 4 am each night. At least I could take a nap while he was driving his 89 year old mother around to see her friends. It really was a blast.
So, I think that most news is good news here my friends and if I make it through a couple more weeks I’ll be back with you. I miss you.
Noodles!

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FINALLY, BACK TO THE BLOG

BarnSideYep, I was abducted by aliens.  I think that they were called humans.  But, now I’m back and I’m thinking that I would rather be with the aliens again.
Painfully, I liquidated Aussie Magic Antiques.  I felt like I was pouring money into a black hole.  However, before I sold everything at a HUGE loss I removed all the good stuff and the little stuff and the paper stuff and the stuff I really liked and stuffed all that stuff into my office on top of and below all my tables and into all the corners so that I could sell them online… someday.  Now the barn is empty and my husband is smiling and moving all his tools back into it.
After the initial shock was over, I realized that I didn’t need to keep staring out the window to see if someone was here and to always be dressed appropriately for company and listening for clients to drive in.  I didn’t have to go out each morning to hang the “open” flags, open the barn doors, turn on the lights, vacuum and turn on the security to catch thiefs.
This was a good thing because my office was so crowded it was very difficult to go in and out.  So, since I work much better in an orderly atmosphere and I have somewhat of a OCD problem I sorted through all of the things and boxed them and put them in front of the cellar door to go down stairs or in front of the porch door to go on the front porch or in front of the stairs to go upstairs.  As long as I was doing this I decided to rearrange my office because I didn’t have to look out the window anymore to see if someone had come into the driveway.
I decided to put all my antique pictures and frames in my upstairs bedroom closet.  So, I went into the basement and brought up all the extra frame materials to combine with them which freed up some room in the cellar to move down the boxes of things that I wanted to sell on the internet after labeling them.  While doing this, I found a grey frog.  It looked like a hunk of cement but when I went to move it, it jumped.  I suppose that it was mutated from spending its life in the cellar so I threw the poor thing outside hoping that it would turn green again.  Ugh!  After numerous trips up and down stairs I got all the pictures and frames up there.  However, this meant that I had to empty the closet which was full of quilts, chenille and antique coverlets.  I sorted those so that two of my sisters made out like bandits and I could actually store the rest into two chests with the quilts open on my spare room bed.  This got me down to about 25 quilts, 10 chenille spreads and 5 white coverlets.  Now I only have to sort through the pictures by size and put them into the closet.  Meanwhile if we have to get up in the middle of the night we trip on pictures or trip over broken frames.
This left the things to carry to the basement.  In order to make room in the basement, I had to move all the empty boxes into the other part of the basement where I had moved the pictures from.  As long as I was doing that I decided to sort the boxes into sizes and to order some USPS boxes to be ready for shipping things from my online sales.
I then tackled the things to go onto the front porch which were the antique books on the history of this area of New York and of the Civil War.  Also ephemera and postcards of the same and antique greeting cards that I had which all had to be sorted out to new or used.  Then, in order not to ruin them I attended an online course on “museumwise” on preserving and caring for paper which meant that I had to spend a million dollars on special boxes and put up shutters and sheets over the bookcases so that things wouldn’t fade.  When I walk by them I can’t wait to start working on my genealogy again and maybe I’ll even attempt a book!
This cleaned up the livingroom.  While rearranging my office I decided to paint my furniture with pink accents (the pieces that were painted already or were so scratched and old that they really did need covering.  I also needed to paint my pine organizers and set up the space for photographing the online items and hand the pictures and mirrors that I had moved from the barn.  However, I still can’t find the pink paint and my fish tank decided to leak so I had to stop and clean everything that had been in the tank so that I could give “Mow” to my sister.  “Mow” is short for mohawk which is after his hairdo.  He is a cichlid and needed a big tank which I couldn’t afford and which my sister already had.  I miss him already.
Meanwhile I decided to trim the hedges around the windows so that we could get some light into the house.  Unfortunately the North side is on quite a hill so that you (I) cannot comfortably and safely set a ladder so I have to get up on my tip toes and reach as far as I can to trim the top flat.  I was using one of those huge electric trimmers that sort of look like chain saws.  Unfortunately, since I was doing it by feel instead of by looks I didn’t realize that I was holding on to the guard instead of the handle.  My middle finger felt warm and I looked, three the trimmers, grabbed my finger to keep it together and ran into the house.  My husband was at the store and I couldn’t dial the telephone so I hit the automatic dial on my cell and called my daughter the EMT.  I think the speaker is on the other side of the telephone because she thought I said that I cut my finger off so she dialed 911.  Husband got home and took me to the medical center who said “no way”, “you have to go to the hospital emergency.  Which, of course, we did.  I ended up with 10 stitches.  6 slices down my finger (luckily, not across) and a fractured bone.  Well, that was fun but it still left the mess in my house to care for which then took me twice as long to take care of.
I’ve decided not to advertise my paper goods on the porch but to let people come and use them for reference if they wish and if they do not remove them from the property.  Meanwhile I’m reading them and putting thousands of pink stickers everywhere my area or my relatives are mentioned.
In other words – I’ve been a little busy.  However, we have had time to go up North now that I can leave the barn and take time off – which is wonderful.
And, this is only the first installment of the saga!  However, the dogs are telling me that I am an hour overdue feeding them so pictures later and more to write later!  I’ve missed you all my fans.  Thank you for writing and asking me where I was.  The aliens told me that you had written but I was tied up and couldn’t reply.  Love you!