Tuesday, April 19, 2016

The Rooster Finds His Voice....

If there is anything that will send the rooster to the roasting pan, it's the fact that he has found his *voice*.  Although we are in an agricultural area, I have noticed that not many people have chickens around us.  And it's been a long time since I heard a rooster crow anywhere except in our coop, that is.

It's false that roosters crow at dawn.  If ours has, we haven't heard it but he crows a lot all day long.  Not continuously but often enough.  Thankfully, he's not too loud....yet.  We still have a lot of people that work during the day living around us so I am keeping my fingers crossed that he doesn't annoy anyone too much.  That may be the only thing that saves his life...LOL  I would have been content with just the chickens we had before getting him but I think the Beast has visions of letting a hen or two raise a brood to keep up the egg laying hens and a supply of chicken for eating.  I'm just not sure I could but that remains to be seen.  I doubt the Beast really knows just how much work killing and cleaning a chicken is but he'll find out if he can actually manage to do it.

My brother's ashes are going to be interred alongside his wife on Friday.  I am not going to go up for it but it won't be just my sister, Bee, and my brother, Josh.  There will be a few cousins, and a few of his nieces and nephews.  Bee said the service might last an hour at the most and she really didn't want me to make the trip for just that.  It would be different if there was going to be a wake.  I would have had to make the drive up there and then turn around and come right back.  I guess Cee and I will make the trip to the cemetery when we go up in June and say our goodbyes.  I just feel bad that I can't be there with them.  "Nuff said or I will be crying again.

Just took a break to set my hair.  I took my shower before I sat down and wrote this and my hair was starting to dry.  I'm thinking about getting a shag cut when I finally can go to a hairdresser.  It should be easy to take care of and that's what I want right now.

I got my license renewed for another four years.  Wow!  Talk about pricey!  $39.00.  For just four years.  Does anyone else pay that kind of fee for renewing your drivers license?  Of course, $3.00 is just for the service in charge of the online renewal site.  I guess they have to get paid, too.  But still......

So I need to get some sleep.  I didn't sleep well last night.  I kept imagining my brother, dying alone.  I just hope it happened quickly and with little or no pain.  If I died, even with the Beast here, I would be alone.  That's because you know when you are not truly loved any more.  I would miss him if he died but I don't think he would miss me unless Baron died before I did.  He might miss my cooking but he's trying to find out why so many things *I* make taste better than when he tries making the same thing.  Tee hee hee.  Like I would tell him all my secrets!

Love you all.  Be happy.  Be kind to everyone.  We all have different heartaches that we carry around with us.  Smile at everyone because it's contagious.   Don't be afraid to cry when your heart aches.  ***Hugs***

Strange How This Happens....

I spent about an hour clearing and cleaning my desk today.  But, here I am, it's 3am and my desk is a mess again.  I have no idea how this happened.  My pill container is here (again) because I realized that it needed refilling but I got interrupted when I started to gather up my pills so those got put back but the pill box is here.  My DVD controller got moved when I cleaned the TV stand and the TV.  It's on my desk to the right of me and the TV remote is also next to it since I don't need it but it was on the TV stand.  The satellite controller is on my left, on top of my pill box.

Also to my left is my coffee cup (large, with a top to it) and behind that is my empty ice water cup (very large).    My candle that I am currently using and I put the top on it after blowing it out when I went to eat dinner.  I forgot to put it on the shelf in the bookcase where I keep them when not in use.  My box of tissues for blowing my nose is also back on my desk since I am currently using them.  My keyboard must stay on here, of course, as well as my pad and mouse.  My cell phone is sitting between my hands as I am typing this.  

Let's not forget the pen holder that stays slightly behind my screen and to my left.  I may need one, right?  And the holder for my paper clips, which matches the pen holder should stay where it is next to it, of course.  But when did I put TWO different cologne sprays back on here instead of on my dresser tray where they belong?  *sniff, sniff*  No, I didn't use either of them after my shower so what's with that?  Of course, my cinnamon Altoids should be in my purse but I forgot to put them back when I took one earlier.  How did this stupid mail advertising get put on my tissue box instead of in the garbage where it belongs????  *Sigh*

My desk is clean (by that I mean the desk itself) but it sure isn't cleared off, is it?  It happens little-by-little once I get to reading Facebook.  I really, really need to read it in the morning.  Except if I do that then I don't get dressed right away.  It's a conundrum.  At least I don't have any dishes in here.  Small consolation but it's not cluttering my desk.....LOL

I am awake because I was dreaming I was in the bathroom and was about to pee when I suddenly realized I was sleeping and woke up before having an accident.  I took care of that and now I am posting before going back to bed.

My sister, Bee, posted the link on FB regarding my brother's interment but, because it's private, there was no date for that.  I will have to call her tomorrow to see if I can manage to get up there for it.  I also have to see about renewing my driver's license.  I realized over the weekend that it has expired!  Ut oh!  I hope they don't give me a hard time tomorrow...oh, I mean today....when I go to renew it.  We'll see, won't we?  I'm an old fart now so there's no telling.

Love you all.  Got to go.  I need to be bright eyed and bushy tailed tomorrow (today).  Hope your week is going okay so far.  At least most of us are having good weather.  I'm so sorry for Houston, however.  I have friends there and a cousin that lives nearby.  I don't think she is affected where she is but my friends in Houston proper probably have been.  I hope to hear from them soon.

Be good.  Be careful.  ***Hugs***

Sunday, April 17, 2016

The Beast Is Starting To Feel Better.....

I was kind of relieved today when the Beast actually felt good enough (after taking more of the Theraflu cough stuff) to go outside and mow the lawn out front and even our lot next door.  He stopped briefly to talk with Dennis who was taking the opportunity to ride his motorcycle on this great day we had.

Not a cloud in the sky, which almost seemed abnormal to me but it was definitely clear, blue sky.  I haven't seen a cloud-less sky in a long time.  If it happens to you, you will understand what I mean.  We don't have pollution around here because there are no plants or industrial sites anywhere within 50 miles.  I'm only saying 50 miles because I am not sure if they have any in Gadsden or Birmingham (which is slightly more than 50 miles away).  I do know there are some sites with big chimneys just northeast of Huntsville but I am not sure what those plants are.  I just suspect that any plant with big chimneys is going to be spewing out some kind of pollution.  But they are the ones that are 50 miles away from us.

It was an incredibly beautiful day.  Very little wind, sunny, and it was 75 degrees out in the afternoon.  I had gone over to Cee's around noon.  We sat and chatted about our brother for a bit and then on to other things.  I ended up spending almost four hours there.  I was shocked that the time passed so quickly.  I didn't have to worry about dinner because I had already told the Beast we were having leftovers.  I just heated up the stew for us.   There was just enough left for our two bowls.  I thought that was great because I usually make enough for a crowd.  I had tried not to make too much and, for once, I did good.  LOL

When I got home, I decided to wash my clothes and discovered the Beast had a quilt in the washer and the dryer had a set of sheets and pillow cases from the guest bedroom.  He had discovered that Baron had been wiping his nose on the edge of the bed up at the top (he found it when he went to straighten out the bedspread) and the sheets had a distinct dirty area.  I thought it was funny that Baron had moved aside the bedspread in order to use the sheet to scratch his muzzle.  I told the Beast it was his fault that Baron did that because I had been saying for over a week that Baron needed a bath.  Dirty muzzle, dirty dog...plain and simple to me.  So tomorrow is bath day for Baron.  It's supposed to be even warmer than today so Baron will enjoy it.  What ticks me off is that his first impulse after a bath is to roll in the grass or else he has to come into my computer room or the guest room and roll on the rug.

It's not to get dry, either.  He can be completely dry (we used to use the *warm* setting on my blow dryer to dry him during the winter but he still had to roll.  He always has this stupid grin on his face.  I guess a back scratch is a back scratch even for dogs.  People just do it differently.

I fell asleep in my recliner after dinner so I don't know when the Beast went to bed.  I woke up about an hour ago and took my shower.  I'm in my jammies now and ready for bed....almost.  Even though I slept for 5 hours, my eyes still have that tired feeling.  I figure they are trying to tell me something.  

Love you all.  Remember that you shouldn't live in the past because then you aren't  paying attention to today.  You can choose to be happy.  Get rid of negative people in your life.  Get rid of the people who are always creating drama.  Appreciate the ones that make you laugh and are kind.  I wish you all happiness.  ***Hugs***

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Sweet, And Unexpected Condolence Gift.....

My bff, Carol, sent me a beautiful condolence gift.  It was very unexpected but she is amazing that way.  Here's a picture of what I received:





These are two different orchid plants.  I happen to love orchids and she knows that.  I think it's so thoughtful of her.  I love the bamboo baskets they came in also.  They are just beautiful.  The picture doesn't even do them justice.

I just wish that the climate where my brother will be buried was different or I would plant them on his and Patty's combined grave site.  But I will think of him every time I see these in the future.  They really aren't all that hard to take care of.  Just a soaking on occasion when the composite used gets almost dry and a bit of trimming after the flowers die.  They don't need any direct sunlight so that's also a plus.  I have another orchid plant but it has bloomed already this year and I just had to trim the old stems back to the green area.

Neither the Beast nor I did much of anything today.  I did do one load of wash but that was a snap.  The Beast finally started using some Theraflu cold remedy (the hot tea variety) and he said it felt like his chest has loosened up.  He felt better afterward anyway.  That's all that counts.  He hasn't really had much energy so I knew he really felt bad.  He normally pushes himself to do things even when he gets tired.  He seems to be able to find at least ONE thing to accomplish every day even if it's just hopping onto the riding mower and mowing the grass.  Actually, it's more like he mows the weeds...LOL.  Our lawn has been taken over by them because he hasn't kept it up.  We own a spreader but he hates to walk it over the lawn area (we have about 3/4 of an acre between the two lots) and the spreader you can use with our John Deere he felt was too pricey.  I told him to just  break up the area he does into three or more sections but he is stubborn.

We actually need to find someone to give us a helping hand from time to time but what he hates more than not being able to do something himself is having to pay someone to do it.  Oh well.  I can't change him.  I accepted that a long time ago.

I need to get to bed now so I will say goodnight (or good morning if you read this tomorrow).  Love you all.  Be all you can be.  Be kind.  Be thoughtful.  Be happy.  ***Hugs***

Friday, April 15, 2016

A Busier Day Than I Thought It Would Be.....

Both Cee and I spent a lot of yesterday just crying over the loss of our brother.  We know that it's tears for our loss, especially after thinking we would get to see him in a couple weeks.  I had thought I would go over to her house and spend some time with her but she ended up having a problem with her computer and she came over here, instead.

The nice part about it was that she finally got to see the chickens (and her comment was *Gee, they look plump!*).  She even got to see the inside of the barn although she didn't venture inside.  She also got to see how crazy they are over the *greens* we throw into the coop.  She laughed at that.

The Beast tried to resolve her problem without going online with it since it seemed to be a Windows 10 problem.  Once he seemed to have corrected it, she left here along with some of the stew I had put aside for her.

The Beast wanted to  make a pot roast of all things (with leftover stew in the house?) but he went ahead and made it anyway.  He has his own way of making it although he did let me season the meat before he seared it.  I also cut up the onions for him since he hates to do that and he always ends up cutting it way too large.  Yes, there IS such a thing.  

Then, he gets a call from Cee again and the problem is back.  She explains to him when it happened and he tells her to bring it back and this time he will put it online and see what he finds.  When she gets here, he connects it up, finds the problem, shows her what to do and they also find out that the real problem seems to have originated with the game site she likes to play on.  When the Beast went to the site, they were downloading a correction.  But, if she has a problem like it in the future, she now knows how to correct it herself.  She knows how to get to the features that she needs to access.

Cee and I did spend time sitting outside for a bit each time she came over since the weather was just beautiful.  She was there when the Beast came dragging two boxes for me from my bff, Carol.  That really shocked me since I didn't expect anything from her except, perhaps, the coffee she sends me every few weeks.  But the big box was way too heavy.  When I opened it up, I knew what it was....candles!  She sent me some last summer and I just loved them.  This time she sent me four of them.  We sniffed the different scents and they all smell wonderful.  I have the *Clean Linen* one on my desk right now.  The smell really does remind me of fresh washed linens when dried on a clothes line.  Very clean and fresh.  

That woman is one for surprises.  I know she isn't feeling well right now so it surprised me even more that she would take the time to send me anything at all.  I wanted her to just concentrate on getting well but see what she does?  

When Cee had told me she was coming over the second time, she told me she had talked to Bee after she got back from the Funeral Parlor that our brother had pre-paid for his cremation back when his wife, Patty, had died.  She told me she would tell me all about it when she came over.  I gather that it will take 7-10 days before he can be interred alongside Patty.  That means that, if she wants to have some kind of gathering for it, she will have to get busy in order to notify the rest of us.  I will need at least a 3 day heads-up on it and it will have to be a hurry there and hurry back thing since we don't have the money for me to stay if I am going to be able to go up in June as planned.  Cee says she won't be going but my son, Mustachio, may want to make the trip.  I will have to check with him on that.

The Beast won't be able to make the trip with me since we have the animals now to take care of.  He wants to make a trip up there to see his brother (who has a bad case of MS) that is getting worse as he gets older and more severe.  

The Beast and I finished up dinner together and then I put away the dishes for washing while he put away the leftovers.  I folded some of the Beast's clothes that had been washed (underwear and socks, mostly) and our bath towels and wash cloths.  

Now I am tired.  Plus, because I sat outside as much as I did, I had to take another round of allergy meds.  My sinuses started flowing like crazy and I was also sneezing.  I can't wait until these trees stop throwing their pollen all over the place.  I could manage much better without that.

Love you all.  Be good.  Stay healthy.  Be happy.  Life is shorter than we think.  ***Hugs***

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Rest In Peace, Little Brother....

A long time ago, in a city far away, a little boy was born.  He was the fifth in what ended up being a family of seven children.  He was a sweet, funny, curious little boy and he grew into a man with a loving heart who loved his family.

He married late in life to a wonderful woman named Patty.  They expected to live a full, long life together but...in May of 2001, she died of a rare form of leukemia.  The boy of my memory (and that was how I always thought of him) was never the same after that because she was the love of his life.  Today, May 14, 2016, my sister Bee went to his house and discovered he had died.  The police said it looked as though he had been dead several days.

A long time ago, we had an argument/discussion about who would die first.  It was a crazy thing for us to talk about at the time but it was decided that whoever DID go first at least wouldn't have to go through the trauma of missing the others.

I have been crying off and on most of today.  At one point, the Beast held me in his arms and let me cry.  He knows how much I love ALL my family and this was a bit of a shock.  We all knew that he seemed to be on a destructive course and it shouldn't have been a shock but it still was.  My poor sister, Bee, was disgusted with his behavior but couldn't stop him.  I am not sure she even feels his loss like the rest of us do.  She must feel relief that he is now out of his pain.  He never did seem to get over Patty's death.  He once told me he wished he was with her.

I believe he made Bee his executor and she is following his wishes for no funeral or wake.  She does want to have some kind of memorial for him when his ashes are interred alongside Patty.  I'm glad of that much since we need that common mourning together as we had for our mother and father.  Our children that loved him need that also along with various cousins.  He could have had a great life.  He had plans to come down into our area in a couple weeks and I was really looking forward to seeing him, as was Cee.  

Now, all I keep remembering is how inquisitive he was as a child and how much he loved all his nieces and nephews when he was older.  He will be much missed by all of us that loved him.  Rest in peace, little brother.  I loved you very much.

Remember to tell those you love that you do.  Today is all we really have since tomorrow is not promised.  Life is short.  Don't waste it.

David Wayne T.
Born December 16, 1954
Died April 14, 2016 


PS:  Here is Bratfink's post about our brother's passing:

 http://planetbratfink.blogspot.com/2016/04/brat-fambly-chronicles.html

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Still Under The Weather....

The Beast is still sick so I know he wasn't just looking for an excuse to lay around.  His deep chest cold is very evident.  Even his appetite was sketchy.  I made breakfast around 10am (scrambled eggs and toast) and then he didn't want anything more until almost 4pm.  I made him some tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich.  At least he ate it all.

He's been drinking tea all day.  He always starts drinking tea when he isn't feeling well.  But he didn't step outside all day long.  We knew the chickens were fine and they acted normally...including their antics of running around every once in a while.  I mean, running from the barn to the other side of the coop.  It seems to be only two of the hens that like running.  Still no eggs, however.  *Sigh*  I wish they would start laying.  I'm anxious to try fresh laid eggs.  I've been told that they are amazing and taste different (better) than store bought.  They also have thicker shells than eggs laid by hens raised in commercial plants.  

I shudder to think of the lives those poor hens lead.  Stuck in small cages, fed a special kind of feed...just enough to ensure they have the minimum calcium needed and who knows what else?  I once saw one of those plants on TV and it was just terrible.

I'm glad ours are free to run around even if the coop is not terribly big.  And we feed them very good feed and add the stuff they need in order to properly digest the food.  It looks like little rocks to me but...oh well!  Whatever they need, we provide.

I am worried about the Beast.  He was wheezing badly earlier today until he used his inhaler.  I know a deep chest cold is not a good thing at our age.  He hasn't even gotten a pneumonia shot like I do every five years (as required).  I have my allergies acting up on me and I hate how my sinuses drain down my throat and make me cough.  I'm also constantly blowing my nose.  I make sure it's clear (if it wasn't, it would mean I have an infection).  

I got a reminder from the proctologist yesterday that it's time, once again, for THAT.  I hate to think about drinking that awful concoction that's required before the exam.  At least you are in and out of the hospital within a few hours.  But, after the problem that I had last year, I would rather go through that than spend another 8 days in the hospital.

Time to get some rest.  I've been trying to reach my brother, Uncle Icky tonight.  My nephew told me that he always managed to reach him late at night so I tried.  I'll try again tomorrow morning.  I haven't talked to him in ages and he's been on my mind for some time now.  My nephew and my son speak to him every few weeks or at least once a month.  I'm ashamed to say  that it's probably been almost a year since I spoke to him.  Because I hear from my nephew and my son, Mustachio, about him, I at least knew he was all right.

Love you all.  Be good.  Stay safe.  Watch your health.  Spring/summer colds are killers!  ***Hugs***