to hell with facebook or meta or whatever it calls itself

I wrote a big old post on facebook, tried to scroll down to read it and it disappeared. I did some research and lots of folks have the same issue and have not been able to resolve it. It seems fb wants you to enable notifications and I am resistant. Who wants that crap dinging on their phone all day?

It's been a while since I've posted regularly on my blog and I can see it's going to take some practice. Consider this post practice. I like posting pictures and fiddling with the appearance of my posts and Facebook is not very conducive to either thing.

 Now, I suppose I'll find out that Facebook (or meta) owns Google and the same stupid rules will apply. Regis tells me it's not so...whew.

 The pictures above were from our most delicious breakfast at Benedict's in North Mankato. There are restaurants in Rochester, Wayzata, and Fargo. We would highly recommend. Such good and interesting food and sublime coffee...a cup of which they offered us to go as we left. I had huevos rancheros with chorizo and Regis had the Jimmy's special (bacon, eggs, and pancakes). He was tempted by the Elvis (bacon, banana, and peanut butter on pancakes) but discretion was the better part of valor in this case. Maybe next time.

 

The first picture and the one above reference my Halloween obsession. I like to get the most out of my decor so I bring it out of storage about the first of September and leave it out until Thanksgiving. Some of it is out year round. 

 I bought the crow lamp this year. I have yearned for it for a long time and it's not like it costs a million dollars or anything so I don't know why I hesitated. It's not like I don't fiddle away money in foolish ways.I also bought a few new skeletons and witches. I'm sending a box of things to my friend Bob for the Teresa Saum museum. More on that later.

The last thing I'll write about today goes back to the blog. You can see on the right a list of months and posts, some favorites, etc. There is a way you can subscribe if that interests you. It doesn't cost a thing as I am not interested in monetizing. I just like to blabble and share my babbling. It's good for my mental health..

Enough for today. Let me know if you've read this. I appreciate hearing from my readers. 

 
 

i think my brain might be coming back

 After having the post-COVID symptoms linger for long (since 2022) I have gotten out of the habit of writing. I think the last post I wrote was in 2021. I know from my writing in the past that it has to be a habit and I have to start thinking about writing, usually long before I start writing. I can't writing anything very long on my phone.

Today, Regis helped me set up a little computer desk in a corner of the living room. I wanted a place to keep my laptop that didn't involve my lap. If I wrote with it in my lap, I cranked my neck forward too far, leading to what they call tech neck. Tech neck, also known as text neck,  a modern condition resulting from prolonged and repetitive forward head posture while using electronic devices. This posture strains the neck and surrounding muscles, leading to pain, stiffness, and potential long-term issues. Yeah. Been there and suffered that. You can look it up if you want more information or tips for treating it.

 I also set up so space in the office which has been languishing since we stopped using our desk top computers so much. One is still hooked up for thee printer but the rest of the space was wasted. I took the curtains off the windows to have more natural light and set up my watercolor painting studio there. I'm thinking ahead to winter when the eastern sun will come in the in the morning. 

 I've sorted through all of my books and have a bag to seed the little library. I have a shelf of books to read and a shelf of books to keep. This kind of organization was beyond me for thee past few years. 

 This is Joe Pye weed, a native perennial that disappeared from my garden about the time all the other things disappeared from my life; my brain, my gumption, my interest in things. This year with all the rain, it appeared again. Yesterday when I got of the car after a lovely time with Tiffany to celebrate her 40th anniversary of the day she arrived in our family, there was a monarch and a swallowtail butterfly on it. Such joy. It felt like a sign.

 

observations from my first day of school

 1. Much less chaos than I expected. But now I remember that the last time I was in that school it was 7-12 and now it's Middle School so grades 5-8.

2. Much easier to find a parking spot.

3. Everyone seems friendlier and happier.

4. Even the lunchroom seems easier to navigate.

5. Kids are of smaller stature but still avoid eye contact.

6. I was able to pick out my students. Hee hee.

7. Air conditioning sucks. Those rooms are steamy. The first thing the teacher reminded students of was deodorant. Haha!

8. I need a morning snack.

9. I made it through mostly unscathed.

fiddling around

 I'm at my big computer (as opposed to my laptop, my phone, my iPad) and I'm fiddling around trying to remember how to access pictures, download pictures, transfer pictures...it goes on and on. I think a person has too many ways to input information now. Seriously. I took a picture with my phone a few minutes ago and I wanted to put it here but alas, it must be traveling to the cloud. It has not appeared.

I did come across a picture I took of some salmon tacos I ordered at a restaurant recently. I had them several times before and they were delicious, with big chunks of grilled salmon. This order, however, looked and tasted more like canned salmon. I am not opposed to canned salmon in some circumstances when my palate is prepared for it, but not in this circumstance. It was disappointing and unpalatable. I had to delete the picture.

I made banana bread this morning which warmed the kitchen nicely and made the whole house smell wonderful. It reminded me that I still don't know how to set the timer on the damn oven.

I meant for the picture to be horizontal but I don't feel like taking the time to sort that out. I have paperwork to do for my para job. So much of it that they should pay me to do it. I passed my state and federal criminal background checks which shouldn't be (and wasn't) a surprise, but still seems cause for gladness. Paperwork is all done via electronics these days so I'm sure it will be a struggle. I picked a hell of a time to quit day drinking. Haha!

end of summer and light

 I can't quite get the hang of blog posting after such a long time of being vegetative here. I used to write daily and now it's only occasionally. I'm determined to get back in the habit. I'm already spooked by the shortening days...I woke up at 4 this morning and instead of light creeping out from the east by 5, it's more like 6:30. It's also pitch dark by 8:30 and I cannot figure out why that surprises me every damn year.

One thing that will encourage my blog writing is my daylight thing. I sit in front of it while I write for a while every morning and it seems to help. I take Vitamin D and all of that and I try to get outside some every day. Last year I was foiled by the broken ankle. Barring any bullshit like that, this year should be better.

I read about the neurological impact of COVID this morning. There's a good article in the Washington Post, if you're inclined to read it. How long covid reshapes the brain — and how we might treat it. The good news is that it doesn't seem to be progressive or permanent. 

I start my new job as a paraprofessional at the middle school on Wednesday. I'll be working in a resource room and in a 7-8 grade English classroom. I have arranged for Regis to come by and take my first day of school picture and I have new crayons...a box of 64 with a sharpener. Funny thing...Tiffany will be working in that building, Elliot attends there, and that's where Easton goes to preschool. I'll be able to pick him up after school (11 am) some days. I'm excited!

Our granddaughter, Natalie, turns 5 today so we're attending her birthday party. Pictures will be taken! Sullivan turns five in October and for three months, all of the littles will be 5 until January when Easton turns six. Hayden is 18 and has left the nest. Ella is 16 and starting her junior year, Alex and Elliot are in 8th grade and they're 12. Zoey is 11 and in 6th grade. I have trouble with all the numbers, believe me. If this information is all accurate, it's a miracle.

That's all the news for today.

Old dog, now tricks redux

 I haven't written on my blog regularly for a long time. I've decided that I am going to make it something I do routinely because I will forget how. I made a radical change to the appearance just now. I'm not sure I'll like it but here goes. It's not sky diving, but it's something.

Random photos so I remember how to add them. Everything is different. Except that Woodrow still wakes up at 4 am and checks his bowl so he doesn't starve.

 

 

More news to report. Moose freaks out when a person or a squirrel passes through the yard.  In the last week, we have this disaster.

Three pots, one plants, dirt everywhere. Dammit.

There have been happier things, too.

A return to our potlucks! So nice to gather after such a long time. Below is Easton. He and Elliot came over one afternoon to paint and hang out in the porch.

 

 

 Now some writing.

I think this laptop is for someone who is faster than me. Like a lot of things in life right now. Regis and I talked about going to Mankato to see The Wizard of Oz on the big screen but when it came down to it, we were too lazy. I have my whatever is going on and Regis has been working at 6am. I guess that's enough for our lazy old asses.

I started this post on Sunday and here it is two days later and I haven't published it yet. Zoey has been here a few times for volleyball camp at GAC, the neighbor girls have come to play with the dollhouse, and I've taken the dogs to the park. That's the extent of the excitement.

 Signing off for now. Hope to be here more regularly.

change of season

 As sometimes happens, we’re going from winter to summer in a short amount of time. It was 40° and damp last week and today it’s going to be 85° and humid. I can already feel the pressure in my head. 

It’s not all bad. Hostas are popping out of the ground. Orioles are back. Tiny leaves have appeared on the apple tree. But I like a little smoother transition. There should be more than a week between parkas and sandals. 

I’ve been craving healthy food. Yesterday I bought my third container of leafy greens in a week. Usually when I buy one, it sits in the fridge until it looks like pond scum. Last night for dinner, we had big salads with roasted tomatoes, micro greens, red onions, pumpkin seeds, and homemade dressing. 

I planted some kitchen herbs about a month ago. They came in a little box…envelopes of parsley, basil, cilantro, and dill. They’re up now and I snip off a few to add to my salads. So tasty. 

The new dog park is open which makes it more palatable to visit there. It’s windier but you can’t have everything.

I can hear the damn wind blowing already. This year has been a record breaker for wind and cloudy days. Oh joy. My two favorite weather events. 

I’d like to go out and work in my garden but the wind is a deterrent. I haven’t even visited a garden center yet. 

Off to the dog park so I can consider going to yoga at 10:00.