I see my husband in Ryan -
when he's talking to his children -
I remember Richard talking to his.
I see my husband in Ryan -
when he's talking to his children -
I remember Richard talking to his.
I left Oregon on November 15th and went to Salt Lake to assist my son and his wife with their family. I returned on December 5th. In that time I had seen four different airports and airplanes. I went by way of Alaska Airlines which I like and have had a positive experience with in the past.
Check in was not so bad.
An agent took my printed paperwork and issued me a boarding pass. My
carry-on bag was pulled aside as I forgot to remove my kindle. It didn’t seem like a big deal.
I think that was the most comfortable of all the planes – though
the one from Salt Lake to Seattle was not bad as the plane was not full. But the plane from Seattle to Salt Lake was
quite full and so was the puddle jumper between Seattle and Medford.
For the most part the leg room reminded me of the same amount of
leg room which Jaime and I had on the bus four months ago. But the seats were wider. One could actually put the seatbelt around the
lap as the seats were designed for bigger butts than that of a middle schooler.
There was a definite difference in first class and coach on the
plane from Seattle to Salt Lake City. I
sat squashed between two gentleman.
Overhead was full and we all had carry-ons beneath our feet. I was asked to remove my fanny pack on the
puddle jumper but it didn’t seem to matter on the larger plane which I’m
certain held at least 100 people.
Jai and I had attempted to play phrazel when I was at the airport, but it was awkward. I had an hour and a half layover in Seattle both ways.
Ryan drove around the SLC airport waiting for me to come out. But it took me a while to get from the gate
to baggage claim. It must have been a
two mile walk. I didn’t notice the signs
until after my return but they advertise the long walk is to prepare visitors
to hike from 5 national parks located in Utah.
I had dragged my coat and sweater and was so hot by the time I got out
to the car.
On October 16th the bank contacted me about fraud suspicion (thank you justask.com) and my card was cancelled and a new one ordered – and boy, did it take its sweet time coming. I think I used it only once before today. I was contacted by the bank on fraud suspicion – which I appreciate – but it really was me making the purchases and authenticated.
Last minute travel plans – so I won’t be blogging for a while. Purchased a one way to Salt Lake. I will be helping my son watch his oldest three while mom gives birth to number four. Mostlikely be spending Thanksgiving in Utah – possibly Christmas. Meanwhile Richard gets to hang with Bonnie. That will be fun for him.
The tired is setting in already. I hope to wake up before 2024.
The
Power Blinked off and returned –
but the internet didn’t.
The
lights in the office indicated that the internet was up
and
running.
But
no internet
on
any device.
No
internet.
No cable.
I
was in the middle of facebooking someone
a
message.
I
need the internet to play games
with
my daughter
– better be
back up within a couple of hours
I
would hope.
But
it’s been more
than an hour that we’ve been
without.
The
weather’s been nice
today.
What is up with the
Internet not working?!?
And
Alexa Stacey giving us attitude.
Alexa
Emily worked most of the day.
That was yesterday.
Not
working this morning.
Of
course I can’t post any of
this until the internet is up.
Jai
called just before 4:00 p.m.
Still
down.
No
wait!
We stared to play
4:00
p.m.
Power
down.
Oh,
come – on . . .
Spectrum came early
this morning
Now
almost 24 hours later I am able to post.
Actually, I don’t. 5th Sunday used to mean a combined meeting among the Relief Society and Elders Quorum. Did it change? According to the LDS website (now referred to as the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints – we have been encouraged NOT to abbreviate)the fifth Sundays are under the direction of the bishop. We have had some combined meetings, but mostly we’ve just had Sunday School. Makes sense today as we have not had a Sunday School all month.
I really was feeling better. Two more days maybe.
Richard’s birthday is October 3. Every year around his birthday or sometimes not until before Thanksgiving he will catch a cold that will seemingly linger more each year. This year happened within a few weeks after his birthday. He happened to be in San Diego at the time. He picked up a cold! I told him NOT to bring it home. But he did. First he shared it with our youngest son and brought it home to me. Oh, gee.
Cold symptoms effect different people
in different ways. For me, it was like
getting hit by a MACK truck – not that I’ve ever really
been hit by a MACK truck mind
you. I just imagine that is partially how it would feel. Like every tissue and
organ within your body has felt the weight of heaviness smacking into it until
it is too weak to function on its own.
I asked Richard to bring the walker
from the shed just so I could use it to support myself as I slowly maneuvered myself
from the bed to the toilet –
moaning in pain. For a few brief moments
I had considered that it could be COVID but overall I
felt too weak to even care. I certainly
wasn’t about to
leave the comforts of home to maybe possibly be tested. That was Monday. Richard (though he still has
a nasty cough) waited on me hand and foot.
And kept me drugged. Niquil, Dayquil,
Alka-selzer whatever. I am misspelling
those drug names? I feel like I am. I continued to remained drugged – not that I
wasn’t far from
disoriented without them.
I hadn’t gone to Church on Sunday – neither of us
had. But I did attend a meeting that I
probably shouldn’t have. But I felt much better Tuesday and yesterday – not enough to
attend the luncheon I don’t think
Richard should have either. I feel
better today than yesterday but do tend to hack up phlegm if I have to talk – which I am
trying so hard not to do. But I do want
to play games with Jaime – who must
think I sound like Darth Vader. But I am
getting better. I feel better. I have ditched my walker. I doubt I have COVID. I’m certain that
Richard doesn’t have
it. Still he could have brought it home.
I’m grateful for modern day medicines
and technology. I’m grateful for
restored health.
Played
Phrasel with Jaime this
morning
and afternoon.
Still
foggy outside. Seems to
be
interfering with
many
of the sites on the internet.
Played
games with Jaime but had
problems
opening other games or
even
continue with scrabble cheat.
It’s like the towers aren’t getting
signals
due to the fog.
Only
YouTube hasn’t been given
me
problems. Not the way the other
sites have. Even this site was
giving me a problem at first.
I am so grateful for the Come Follow Me program
and
have expressed my gratitude towards those that
share
their talents through Podcast and YouTube and for
the
Come Follow Me site on facebook.
I am really good at following the program until about
mid-May. Summer comes and I am not near as
diligent
and tend to miss out. At least this year.
It
appears
I had only missed one week of the
Doctrine
and Covenants. And that was in November –
the
week of Thanksgiving when all of the family was
sick
accept for Jaime.
I do have another confession – though I’ve returned to the
program
and some sources I have not been so diligent about
the
Come Follow Me page on facebook. It used
to come up in
my
feed when I was diligent about my research.
I need
to
revisit. I need to get back to my
routine.
I
am better with the fall. If it would
only stay autumn always.
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Garbage day was Thursday when we were living on Jenny in Myrtle Creek. It was easy to remember when we would load Jaime up in the car to drive her to the church for young women, we would put the garbage out. The garbage pick up was on Wednesdays after our move to Tri City. Same days we took Jaime to YW – and we haven’t always been good at remembering.
The garbage would get picked up just
before 7:00 and if we hadn’t put it out when she started seminary, there was
still time when we observed other cans out on our street. But now the garbage gets picked up at 4:00
a.m. Usually the trucks will wake me
up. Surprisingly they didn’t a couple of
days ago. Neither Richard nor I have
been sleeping well this week. We don’t
know why.
When Jaime was little she had this admirable persistence that I don’t recall having seen in many children. She would go after something and keep at it until she accomplished whatever it is she was trying to do. She didn’t get upset or frustrated. She never gave up. That was so admirable as it started before she could walk.
Two specific examples I remember were
when she was in the tub and there was a sliver of soap floating around. She was determined to pick it up out of the
water. Of course it would slip from her
grasp and eventually became smaller and non-existent. So it was the soap that gave out. She continued to look for it though.
She would see me remove bottle caps
from the water I was drinking and replace the cap. She tried her hand at removing the cap also
until she was finally able to do it.
Replacing the cap took a lot more effort. I don’t know how old she was when she
mastered that one – but she could remove it long before she was walking whereas
I don’t think she mastered replacing the cap until maybe two.
I love her persistence and for how
often she has been an example to me.
I don’t bend so well anymore. My left leg often hurts and I wear lifts under my right foot to even them out. I got up at 1:30 this morning to take Bonnie out and noticed a pain in my right leg. What was that all about? So both of my legs were hurting and I decided that I would soak them in the tub.
The knobs for the master bath broke off a long time ago and I haven’t used the tub for a while – perhaps a couple of times before Biff and his family moved in but never while they were living here. I did not realize how tight the bathroom was until this morning. No wonder Biff is so happy not living here anymore! I’m wondering how they were able to get along in such a tight space.