Old and falling apart...

Just a little photo...nothing to do with this post.

I just wonder how many of you struggle with getting older.   Do you accept it and go on and do the best you can do?  Do you struggle against it...or rage against it?  I must admit I have some of all the feelings.

Yesterday, Lorelei's dad came to borrow something of Roger's...while we were waiting for Roger I had him see if he could start the power washer....it is just easier to have him do it.  Somethings Roger thinks he can do and can.  Others he cannot.  Anyway, it started practically first pull.   Jeremy came for a chop saw, but went home with a bit more. A band saw rather than the chop saw...and acetylene torch and tanks.  Jeremy will use them and that is better than it setting there.

Anyway, got three sides of the house washed as well as the north side of the garage...the other sides could use washing, but they are nothing compared to the sides washed.    I was worn to a frazzle by the time I did them and Roger felt like he had to be out there, and I did need him to start the power washer a couple times.  And he helped with the hose, etc. But the real fun began when we were taking the hose off.  I cannot tell and do it justice...but for something so simple to get us both so worked up and worn to a frazzle...it was one of the times I raged against my age, against what my body is doing.  But eventually we got the hose lose, I got the hose wound up and Roger got the power washer put away.

Oh, I guess the photo looks like I feel and look....I have sure seen better days physically.  But I am still here....still moving.  And it feels so good to get something accomplished that has been worrying me in the back of my mind for such a long time.

The sky last night

I just have to show you the sky last night...and I suggest right clicking and opening in another tab or window. The above shot is to the west and one below is more towards the south.

I so wanted to go to the strip pit area where I could have wide open spaces, but I was bone weary.  I had woke up at 5:00 and could not go back to sleep...that after going to bed  just 3 or at the most 4 hours before.
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Isn't Lorelei's kitty pretty?  Kitty Soft Paws is her name...I never have gotten a good picture of her.  and I would dearly love to have a video of her and Rosie playing...Rosie is Lorelei's little dog.

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 I will leave you with another Jeanne video...it reminds me of something Roger did when we were first married. ....but listen to the video first.



Back at that time, before cell phones, and computers and instant communications, we mailed letters and mailed in bills.  Even though we lived right in the town where the bills were due, with working, it was just easier to mail the bills in.

Well, I started to mail something, I had always thought it was an actual letter but maybe it was just a bill.  I was out of stamps.  So I gave it to Roger and ask him to go get a book of stamps and mail it while he was at the post office.  He went and came home, and I ask him where were the rest of the stamps?  He says, 'Well I put them on the letter like you asked me to.'  I have always wondered about that...I always wondered who opened that envelope and what did they think.  He just took me literally.

Have a good weekend, everyone.

Sweet moment in time...

As we drove back through the strip pits the other night, we began to see a few deer.  In total out there we seen at least 10, maybe 11.  I am just not sure about one.  But this mama and baby were close to the last we saw out there.  Roger thought it must have been a late baby since the spots are still so bold.  I was in an awkward shooting position, so could not get a better shot.  (I always have an excuse....)

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Yesterday the a storm was moving through...with wind.  There are enough leaves on the ground till it looked like a herd of wild horses racing along the street.  I just could not believe there were that many.  Another strange thing was I could hear the wind howling in the distance...like it does in winter.  Only in winter it is close enough till you feel like you can reach out and touch it.

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I had a weed in my flower bed...well, I have more than one but this one was huge and I have been meaning to go out and pull it, but for one reason and another I had not done it.  Day before yesterday I was headed to the garage and thought I would pull it on my way.  And I did, and was walking away and going to take it and put in the compost pile.  I no more than headed that way till something got me on my forefinger that was carrying the weed.  I thought it was a packsaddle....about the time I had that thought, I had a yellow jacket about to get me on the arm....and out of the corner of my eye I saw them swarming up out of the ground where I had pulled up the weed.

And you know, I learned something then.  I can still run!  LOL  Maybe not fast, but since my fall, I have not felt like I could run, but I ran then.  And I did not get stung again.  How I escaped the one that one on the arm is more than I know.    I cringe at the thoughts of how I have been down on my hands and knee in that area more than once not that long ago.  I am so thankful they were not there then....because no matter how I try, I am slow getting up.

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This was taken over a week ago...just saying...

I hope you all are having a nice week.  I am slowly becoming accustomed to my new washer.  It will for sure do a bigger load than my old one, but boy, is it slow.