March 7 through 16
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chochiyo_samaToday would have been my parents’ 68th wedding anniversary. My dad died at age 64. I have now outlived him by three years. That feels weird.
I watched some of the footage from the Iowa tornadoes over the weekend. It was pretty intense—and was originally predicted to be in our area. I guess we were lucky it went south.
I made a small Schwan’s pizza at lunch time and ate half of it for lunch. I ate the other half for supper. It was adequate. Not going to say it was delicious because it was not delicious, but it was tolerable and filled my belly.
While the pizza was baking, I washed a huge sink full of dirty dishes. That’s about all I accomplished today. The sunset was a thing of great beauty. Spring is definitely on the door step as the sun doesn’t go down till much later these days.
Tuesday, March 8
Nothing interesting happened today. I poked around on the internet and watched TV. I ate a Schwan’s frozen meal with some weird vegetables with couscous and a chunk of “ancient grain encrusted fish.”
Wednesday, March 9
Today I did my laundry. I got a package from Taiwan which contained some shoes and stockings and really well made clothing for one of my Barbie families. I am hoping the shoes will fit the mod skippers and the 80s “Todd” dolls. It is very hard to find shoes for those particular dolls. I have not tried any of the clothing on the dolls yet.
I had a chicken pot pie from Marie Calander for supper tonight. Nothing else of serious note happened today.
Thursday, March 10
I made my grocery list and called it in to Lerberg’s today. I continued working on my laundry.
I talked on the phone with Mom, Tammy, Jack, and Joni. Mom has not said anything to me about the Kim crap, but she sure has been on about it with the others. I am still feeling angry and hurt about that whole situation, but I will eventually get over it.
I had Schwan’s frozen egg rolls for supper. They were okay. I doubt I will buy them again.
Friday, March 11
I talked to Lily yesterday on the phone. She has an appointment at 8 am this morning and was worried that she would not be able to wake up by 6 am due to not being able to figure out how to set her alarm clock or her phone alarm. So I woke up early enough to call her at 6. She was already up, so her worry of yesterday was needless. And I was awake at the crack of dawn for nothing. LOL>
I still haven’t got the prescription refills that I ordered on Monday, so I called the pharmacy to see what was going on. They said the doctor had not got back to them yet to approve the prescription refill. Then he said, after checking, that the prescription had been filled this morning. He said it would be picked up by FedEx today and should be to me early next week. Sigh.
I put more peanuts out on the deck for the squirrels and blue jays. They love them.
I cleaned some old food out of the fridge so there would be room for the new groceries Ross delivered later in the day. I roasted the two pork steaks with mushrooms and onions, ate one for supper and put the other in the fridge for another day. I also “butchered” the cantaloupe I had bought last Friday. It was perfectly ripe and delicious.
Joni had called me earlier and asked if she could borrow my little peddle exercise thing that Tammy gave me for Christmas a few years ago. She said Jeff would come and pick it up. I asked if he could stop and buy me three 6-packs of Diet Coke on his way and I would repay him for it. I dug it out of the closet this morning and carried it into the living room so it would be ready for him to pick up. I do not mind lending it to her so that she can strengthen her legs. I just hope I get it back. Nearly everything I lend to them I never see again.
Happily, he DID bring me the Diet Coke. I haven’t had any in a very long time. We chatted briefly, but he wanted to get back home right away as Joni has been very sick and weak again.
I swept the kitchen again as some crumbs had made their way to the floor and mopped the part of the floor that had cantaloupe juice leak onto it. I also finally got the stove top cleaned off. The kitchen looks pretty dang good.
I saw that Denis is giving anyone who already ordered some stuff on his big sale an extra 10% off if they order more. So, I looked at the stuff again. I’d really like to get a little raincoat (comes with rain boots) for each of my girls, but it would cost close to $300 if I did. Can’t afford that.
Saturday, March 12
I worked on my DW journal backlog but did not catch up. I am glad I got a few days done anyhow. I had a pretty quiet day again today. I am still slowly recovering from the emotional attack over the whole “POOR KIM and her POOR DEVASTATED SPAWN” attack. I am still feeling hurt and angry and sort of frustrated and hopeless that this thing is NEVER going to go away. It makes it hard for me to do anything except mindlessly staring at the TV or the internet.
The squirrels and blue jays came to eat peanuts and cheer me up. I am calling the fat and busy squirrel Shane after my former student Shane. The thin one with the scrawny tail, I am calling Blake. Both of them and a third made an appearance today. I haven’t made up any names for the Blue Jays since none of them really having any distinguishing features—at least not that I can see.
I called Joni to see how she was doing, and she was very happy to tell me that she had been able to eat a bowl of Cheerios and keep them down. She likes the stationary peddling machine. It is a really nice and sturdy one.
I think Peaches can tell that I am sort of an emotional wreck as she has been a determined cuddler almost every day. It is comforting to have her snuggle up with me and purr. But it does also prevent me from getting much done.
Sunday March 13
DeAnn and I had another nice Zoom meeting. This week was her turn to vent about her various frustrations. It’s good that we don’t have our emotional situations on the same days. Haha. Joni called in the middle of our Zoom to tell me that she had ended up at the ER again this morning. She was massively dehydrated again and needed two packages of fluids via IV. I do not know what the hell is wrong with her that this keeps happening. The medical profession is apparently too incompetent to figure out what is wrong with her and FIX it. Now she has a walker that she is using and which is really helping her be able to walk without collapsing due to weakness. They have ordered her a shower chair which should arrive tomorrow so she can take a shower. She has been afraid to shower because she keeps collapsing in the shower and hurting herself.
I had little motivation to do anything productive today, so I worked on catching up with episodes of Resident Alien which I am wayyy behind on. I love the guy who plays the alien. He cracks me up. A while ago, I spotted him as the pilot on the movie Serenity. That was also a good show. Sadly, his character was killed on that show. Made me sad.
I got a call from Culligan telling me that the Culligan man would be coming tomorrow. That made me a little sad as he usually arrives about 9 am, which means that I will have to be up and dressed before that, and I prefer to sleep until at least 10 am. Bummer.
I snacked on Cheetos and Oreos during the day and made a couple of frozen burritos for supper. They were small, so I ate two while watching The Walking Dead and Talking Dead.
Monday, March 14
Yesterday, Joni’s black cat Paris gave birth to three kittens—two black ones and a sort of black and brown tortie. I told her I would take one of the black ones. Because Joni named their mother and her sibling after places (Tokyo and Paris), I have decided to name mine Nairobi. I think that is a good nae for a little black kitty. I think it is a very pretty name. I might name one of my Denis Bastian dolls the same. I will call her Nia for short. The other black girl dolls in that bunch are Nichelle (after Nichelle Nicholes from Star Trek TOS) and Geena (after Gene Roddenbury).
I was up and fully dressed before 9 am because of expecting the Culligan man. Since I was up, I got some work done. I bagged up a bunch of recycling and dragged it outside to the bin, cleaned up several puddles of puke, scrubbed the kitchen and living room floors, went through my mail, started another bag of recycling, and washed a huge sink full of dirty dishes.
Peaches must be shedding her winter coat, causing her to barf up hair ball puke. Ick. She even puked on the doily I crocheted while I was hospitalized in Waseca as well as the vintage dress the old doll my sister gave me was wearing. Poor dolly.
Joni is feeling better today. The IV fluids always perk her up. Jack stopped on his way home from the doctor’s office and brought me my mail. I got TWO MORE boxes from Chewy.com. That is THREE identical boxes in two weeks. So, I went on the website and cancelled the autoship orders for everything. It’s going to take MONTHS to use up all this stuff.
I was really happy to discover my box of stuff from the big “empty the van” sale from “Uncle Rick” who is a US based helper of Denis’s. I haven’t gone through the whole box of stuff yet, but the African themed outfit was on the top so I put it on Nia. I originally wanted to get three of them, but it would have cost quite a bit, so I decided to sleep on the notion. Well, I decided I would get all three so my three AA girls could dress alike, but when I went back to place the order, there was only ONE left, so only one girl gets the outfit. Sadness.
I had a really quiet afternoon and even took a brief nap. I was awakened at around 2:30 by a call from the Culligan man who could not find my house. So, I talked him through the huge metropolis of Ellendale until he was outside my house. He is a new guy. He told me that I “gave good directions.” Ha ha. Since Ellendale is approximately the size of a postage stamp, it isn’t too hard to direct someone through it. I did not need any bottled water, but I did need three bags of water softener salt.
Tuesday, March 15
Today was an absolutely gorgeous spring day. I left my front door open to let in fresh spring air all day. I didn’t close it until it started to get dark and cooler.
I had sliced tomatoes on toast for lunch along with some of the cantaloupe and grapes.
I don’t remember if I mentioned that Mom’s income tax stuff never made it to McKern’s who does our taxes. They called me and told me they got the information from her financial advisor with the note that she had sent her other information earlier, but they never got the first one. I passed the information on to her, and she has been fretting about it ever since. She called and wanted me to call them to see if the original envelope ever arrived, so I did. It did not come. So, I called her back, and she freaked out but then started working on getting copies of everything to send to them. She has plenty of time to do it. I don’t know how *I* ended up being the go-between in all of this. I have all of my stuff, but have not put it in an envelope and mailed it yet.
My prescriptions arrived today along with yet ANOTHER box of cat litter. I am so glad that I cancelled that auto delivery business. I don’t know what kind of glitch triggered all this, but it will likely be a year before I get all this stuff used up!
That’s about it for me for today. I’m glad my mother’s tax crap is getting taken care of as I don’t want to hear about that any more either.
Wednesday, March 16
I gathered my bedroom and living room garbage and dragged it to the breezeway. Then I sorted and started my laundry and got both loads washed and one load dried. The last load is in the dryer but I am too tired to fold that one.
I baked a couple of chicken patties while putting away my clean dishes then putting my beef roast in my roaster and peeling my potatoes, carrots, and onions and throwing them in too. By this time, the patties were done, so I took them out and put the roast in the oven. I toasted a couple hamburger buns and put the patties, mayo, and some bread and butter pickle slices into them. It made a very tasty sandwich for lunch.
When the roast was done later, I ate a small helping of roast beef with a potato, a carrot and an onion. It was very good. I will be able to eat the left overs for several days now. Lily called just as I was eating my roast beef. Her granddaughter Randi and Randi’s boyfriend came to help her sort through all the stuff in the shed by her trailer. Most of the stuff in there were my uncle’s tools. Apparently the shed is full of mice, so they spent a lot of time cleaning up mouse crap in the shed. Randi and Neil took a bunch of the tools with them back to Austin where they will advertise them on some kind of buy-n-sell site to sell them for Lily.
Lily is upset because she really doesn’t want to give away, donate, or sell most of the stuff at the trailer, but she is unwilling to rent a U-Haul or a storage bin or to put a hitch on her SUV, and no one is willing to go down with a pick up to haul all her stuff up to Minnesota. Randi and Neil had made an offer on a duplex down there, and she was hoping that they would get it so they could take a bunch of her stuff to furnish the other half of the duplex which they would use for extra income as a bed and breakfast place.
By the time she finished bemoaning all her issues, my head was throbbing and I was feeling annoyed and frustrated as every suggestion I made was met with a million reasons why that won’t work. Also, she complained at length about the fact that she is STILL suffering from the bladder/kidney infection that she has had since she went down to Texas MONTHS ago, and her hand is still giving her massive pain. The medical professionals down there are apparently completely incompetent as they cannot end the infection or find something that will ease the pain in her hand.
I have problems of my own—including never ending pain in my shoulder, knees and right hand. Not to mention family issues and a doctor that does not listen to me nor believe anything I have to say about my health. All that bitch wants to do is shove anti-depressants down my throat. I miss my good doctor that I used to have when I doctored in Kasson—but those Mayo assholes have put her as an overseer of residents and have forbidden her to see patients any more. The medical profession is just going to shit around here.
Anyhow, I became really aggravated and grumpy. I didn’t take it out on Lily because she is just a very old child who is easily hurt. She doesn’t realize how frustrating she is to me.
I just felt like either screaming or sobbing all day. Ultimately I went to bed. My hand was hurting a lot too. I still do not know what I did to it to make it hurt that bad. I am beginning to wonder if I cracked the bone in my wrist somehow.
Ugh.
Well, at least I have finally caught up my DW entries. I hate it when I get so far behind. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it), I haven’t been up to much lately.
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Date: 2022-03-18 08:27 am (UTC)Don't let Kim and your Mother rent a room in your head. Ask your siblings not to listen to them diss you any more. Either change the subject or leave. And if they do hear anything, just don't tell you. You are no longer interested in the lies and gossip your Mother and Kim make up about you. You are done with their shit. They aren't doing you any favors by passing all this on to you. I know they mean well and think you should be informed but not if it's going to hinder your sleep cycle and impact your daily routines. Don't give them that sort of power. Plus it will drive your Mom crazy if she knows her gossip isn't finding it's way to your ears as she has intended it. Once she figures out no one is passing it on, she'll quit. If she tries to tell you direct, you can shut her down. It's like training a dog or small child. Unfortunately that is where your Mother is mentally. If she keeps her mouth shut, she gets a cookie. If she opens it to dump on you, swat her on the nose with a rolled up newspaper. (BTW we don't do that to dogs any more. But they are smarter than your Mother.)
Don't be surprised if Shane turns out to be Shania and pregnant.
They guy from Resident Alien was not only in Serenity but was also in that Knight movie with Heath Ledger. He was one of the squires. He was also the baddie in a season of Doom Patrol but that is on HBOMax and you don't have that. He is absolutely fabulous and I am pleased he is finally getting the recognition he deserves.
Is Joni keeping the black and brown Tortie? That is the one I would have chosen.
You should have told your Mother that from now on she should contact Kim to be her little gopher since you are such a nasty bitch.
I thought Lily already had the hitch put on the SUV. It's nice of Randi and her boyfriend to help her with the shed and sell the tools. She should just let Randi and her boyfriend take whatever they think they can use. Just give it to them. Toss the garbage and then start packing whatever she can't bear to part with in boxes in her SUV, with the highest priority first. Then whatever doesn't fit in the SUV, tough shit. Toss it or donate it to charity or just leave it for the new owner. If she has a a hitch and rents a trailer and gets help to pack up all of that shit and haul it back, she will only end up donating or tossing the lot when she gets back. Better to do it in Texas and save the cost of the hitch and trailer rental.
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Date: 2022-03-27 09:28 pm (UTC)I don't think Joni intends to keep any of the kittens. I have decided if others want the black ones, I will take the tortie. She is growing on me.
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Date: 2022-03-28 12:13 am (UTC)As for the photos, by all means box them up. You can decide whether to trash them later.
I have been deleting photos from my albums of Mr Petty and Sandy. They aren't deleted from my library, just the albums. I can decide whether I want to delete them all later. Maybe years later.
If the tortie is growing on you, why not ask for it up front? Why should you be content with taking whatever is left over? Besides, I think it will be nice to have a girl to balance the two boys. Peaches can teach her how to be the queen and lord it over the two boys and keep them in line. She needs a protege and the tortie needs a female mentor.
Have you thought of any girl names?