When I laid down on Sunday night
I could
see the stars
I have
not seen the sky since then.
It’s
hazy in the morning.
Eerie
fog
And
when the fog disappears
Hazy
Sky
Smoke
from the California fires.
And we
still don’t have the worst of it.
I could
smell the smoke through the window
Two weeks
ago when it was combined with
Oregon
fires.
I don’t
smell it now. But I can see the haze.
It’s
like a taking a beautiful scenic picture
With a
dirty lens.
I
failed to mention that Saturday was
Roland’s
birthday.
It
wasn’t much of a celebration.
Roland
believes no birthday is
complete
without cake.
He
had handed a cake mix to
Jenna
the night before.
On
the box was a picture of chocolate waffles.
She
made the mixture Friday night and we
made
poured the mixture into the waffle iron.
I
poured a pecan frosting over the best pieces and
placed
a candle on top.
We
wished Roland a happy birthday and ate
chocolate
waffles for breakfast.
Later
on the elders called to ask
if
Roland had a key to the television room.
They
wanted General Conference to be made
available
for those who chose to watch it at the Church.
Roland
left the house to meet the elders at
the
church and learned he the key he has
does
not work in the room where the
televised
devices are kept.
Later
we met our former bishop at the animal clinic.
Typical
pandemic birthday.
Jenna started caring for Bonnie on September 11. The initial plan was to go to her house to feed her and let her out. The air was full of smoke when Jenna started. Roland insisted that we bring Bonnie to our house for the next nine weeks – which will now be closer to three months as she will be with us at least until the first week of December.
Bonnie had an itch. She was always scratching and licking herself. Roland told us to take her to the vets. I first called the number of the clinic belonging to our former bishop. No answer. I tried his house. No answer. I knew that he had been looking to retire and perhaps he had. Roland suggested I try the new clinic that just opened on Main Street. The clinic workers had to talk with Bonnie’s “mom” before we could take her in.
We took her to the doctors during her first week with us. Jenna took her into the clinic (after we had called to report our presence) and I waited in the car. Bonnie received three shots – one for her itch. We were told to come back for a second shot and had set up an appointment for today.
Bonnie did stop scratching for about a week or so. She doesn’t scratch as much as she used to. Meanwhile we received a call from Bonnie’s “mom” to inform us that today’s appointment would need to be rescheduled because of some conflict at the Canyonville clinic. ???? We had made her appointment in Myrtle Creek, not Canyonville. I called to change the appointment but could not be found. What??? You called us – or somebody did. Somebody from Canyonville? I made the appointment for tomorrow.
Meanwhile I have been picking up Jenna from seminary each morning. Sometimes I will take Bonnie with me. On Wednesday we had stopped at the dog park and let Bonnie loose in the fenced area. She seemed to enjoy herself. After we returned home Jenna noticed some redness on Bonnie’s paw. Bonnie would lick her sore which made it worse. And so when I rescheduled Bonnie’s shot appointment I mentioned her sore paw. But by Friday she was limping – and even more on Saturday. I did not want three more days to pass before returning to the vets. I called our former bishop and met him at his clinic on Saturday afternoon. He gave us two bottles of medication. Jenna has been diligently giving her the medication ever since and Bonnie is feeling better. As soon as I post this I will call the other vet to cancel the appointment that I just made and we will contact the former bishop on Thursday.
The media has picked up the story that Donald Trump has tested positive for Covid and he and Malania are going to quarantine themselves for the next two weeks. The story says that Ivana Trumps personal assistant had tested positive and therefore Trump was tested too? Of course FOX was probably the first to build up this story and I think that is all it is. A story. Another lie. A scam. Another ploy to build sympathy among his faithful followers. The debates of course can’t possibly take place now.
My guess would be that after he screwed things up for
himself at the debate – his new campaign manager or whoever had suggested that
Donald Trump pose in front of a church holding a Bible (like what would Donald
Trump know about religion?) told Donald to Tweet and others followed. I have absolutely no proof, but I think it’s
a hoax.
First of all, since when has he ever acknowledged anyone
else in the Whitehouse? Each time
someone has tested positive he is always like, “Well I don’t even know this
person. I’ve never met this person.” And
yet there are photographs to say otherwise.
Secondly, since when has Donald Trump EVER been
responsible? He mocks the mask, even quarantine,
and now he wants to give the impression that he cares?!?!? I don’t believe him. Everything that has ever come out of his
mouth has been a lie.
And third, as I have mentioned in my last post, Trump is a villain. Villain’s don’t test positive for Coronavirus. I’m not unsympathic if he really does have the disease. But if this overweight 74 year old man with pasty skin isn’t hospitalized and magically survives this I am certain it will be to get out of finishing the debates and not because he really even took a test.
Granted, there were tight spaces, no social distancing, little wearing of masks - so it is possible but too "convenient" or "coincidental" to be at this time. What a kroc!!!! (I may have to repent of these thoughts as tomorrow is Conference)
I often wonder if Trump didn’t pay off the Chinese (or make another hollow promise to pay) to create a virus that would infect the entire planet (villain proof of course) knowing that it would eventually make its way to the U.S. before elections took place. Trump would pronounce himself to continue as president and not hold an election until after the virus had disappeared. What a JERK! The absolute worst president in American history. Should NOT be worthy of the title president. Should be the part of history that gets erased. Remove his name from the title. He’s a villain! Presidents should not be villains!
Donald Trump and Joe Biden are three and
a half years apart. Three years! Not three decades. Pharisees act like they’re decades
apart and Trump has a much younger and fresher mind. He is quite juvenile and bratty – I’ll give him
that. Except that he’ll end up in
jail for tax fraud same as Al Capone.
Tax fraud is generally not a juvenile problem. OMG.
We cannot do another four years under his (lack of) leadership. This country is already in terrible
condition. No other country wants to
deal with us! Can you blame them? What a bunch of spoiled babies! Sadly Trump and his posse are not what make
up the majority of values and decency that others would like to bring back to
this continent. Why can’t the IRS dump
Trump in jail right now?
Kudos to those willing to run against Donald Trump not so much because they want to be in that position but just to succeed in getting Trump out. He already made it clear that he won't be leaving gracefully (was there ever any doubt?) God bless us all. Our future depends on it.
When the stay-at-home order was given in March, there was a great number of people who did stay home but there were many who had the attitude that “I still have freedom . . . nobody tells me what to do . . .” and have contributed to American stupidity ever since.
I don’t like Walmart for many reasons but Roland just so happens to have a Walmart card and Roseburg has a Walmart and so we have been there numerous times – though I have not accompanied him as often as Jenna who wanted to go to Roseburg last and I wanted to stay home with Bonnie (the dog) but Roland had me go and Jenna stay.
Because there was no iodized salt offered at Costco, Roland wanted to stop by Walmart first to get some. The last time we had gone to Walmart there was a line of people waiting for consumers to exit the store and were allowed so many at a time (depending on the amount leaving) maintaining a social distancing. Everybody required to wear masks.
Now it’s every man for himself, masks are optional. And evidently a client can clean a shelf off of product and it doesn’t seem to matter how much is being hordered. (We purchased 24 cans of salt which pretty much wiped out the inventory on the floor). Wal-Mart caters to Pharisees.
We then went to Costco to purchase other bulk items such as toilet paper and paper towels. Everyone was social distancing. Everyone was wearing masks. That’s how it should be. We should still be on a stay-at-home order because our moving to phases one and two were not gradual enough. At least I am in Oregon and not in Florida right now. There’s a state with many problems. Is their governor good friends with Donald Trump? Is he trying to outshine his criminal mind? It’s as though the leadership (or lack thereof) in the state is experiencing PMS.
We had wanted to purchase three large packages of toilet paper but were allowed only one. Costco knows that there is still a pandemic. I like Costco. Don’t like Walmart. Chewed Roland out this morning and said I don’t ever want him going to Walmart again. Not during the pandemic. He has made the decision not to attend church and I guarantee you that the Church is being so much more careful than Walmart and we have a lot more room than we did on the airplaine going to New York (which was a careless thing on our part – I don’t ever want to fly again even when the pandemic is over. I do not like being squashed!
Thank you Costco for sticking by your guns.
I had always been under the impression that if one sense stopped working another may be enhanced. For instance, my mom has never had a keen sense of smell. She lost it due to growing up in a smoke infested apartment. (I think both of her parents were chain smokers) but had exceptional hearing. Even on her deathbed I believe she could hear well.
None of my senses are sharp. I control/plus each screen in order to see
the font. I wear glasses and hearing
aids. My sense of smell seems to be a
thing of the past. My taste comes and
goes. I suppose my strongest sense would
be touch.
I know Jenna has bathed the dog, but
evidently she still has an odor about her.
Jenna and Roland have both mentioned that she expels gas which leaves an
unpleasant stench. Those situations make
me grateful that I can’t smell.
Not used to the hearing aids. I have heard sounds that I really don’t care
about – like the clacking of the buttons on the keyboard or the squeaky
floors. Often I feel like I am listening
to echoing as though in a tunnel. I can
turn the volume down or off if something gets too loud like the organ at Church
or the television.
My taste buds do not seem to dull
enough. I still want things that are bad
for me – such as sweets. I have added more salt to my dishes over the years or
the things that are good for me will taste bland. I don’t think I oversalt anything. But maybe I do. I don’t eat as much when I cannot taste the
food. That is a plus for losing weight.
I don’t know what the plus for losing
the sense of touch would be. Hopefully I
won’t have to learn.
