Lost Pet

 I just received a call from someone 

I will be having lunch with on Friday.  

She said that two dogs showed up in her yard - 

one a Great Dane mix and the other a Pit Bull Mix.  

She said the two dogs are well cared for and 

probably their owner must be frantic.  

She was calling to find out if I could post the info on facebook.  

With some struggle, I finally landed on a Tri City page.  

Close enough.  

Now my info is pending.  

I hope the dogs and owners are reunited soon.

I should ask her to take a picture to post.

She is technically challenged and probably doesn't know how. 

 Her husband will.

Enjoying a Tradition of Another

 

When it is near Christmas there are occasional stands or trucks parked selling oranges.  I hadn’t noticed tamales offered in the past but along with the oranges there have been vendors pushing tamales.

          When we saw Freaky Friday we had stopped off at a Mexican kitchen in Roseburg and that is what Richard had ordered.  He was disappointed with the results and thus reluctant to buy from vendors - though it does seem to interest him.

          We were surprised when Domingo and Maddie showed up on our doorstep sharing their tradition of warm tamales.  A dozen freshly made tamales.  It’s been eons since I’ve had tamales.  They taste delicious.  Thank you for that share. 

Every Sticker Tells a Story

           Well maybe not every sticker . . . but perhaps one day it will.

          I don’t know how long ago it was  when Jaime gave me a tablet that she had collected from another.  She gave it to me so that I could replace my kindle.  Truth is I used them both simultaneously.  I would play on one while the other charged.  I don’t know how old either product was, but my kindle outlasted the tablet.  And then Richard purchased a new tablet for me. 

On Christmas morning I received a skin to protect my tablet.  Along with the plain skin was a set of stylists and several stickers which I could decorate my tablet skin.  

These are the stickers I chose.

I definitely wanted the landscape in jar.  It fits my personality.  The coloring app that I currently use contains several choices that combine outlined pages with a mysterious inside.  This picture reminds me of many of those color-by-number that I have played.

I do not have a reason for the fish or sad cheetah.  Not as of yet anyway.  Although the sad cheetah could be me representing my idleness this month.  Hopefully it will be a thing of the past and I can return to a normal sleeping schedule and not feel so fatigued all of the time.

Although Bonnie is a different breed than the one pictured in this sticker, it reminds me of her as Jaime and I had settled on a flower illustration for the first name tag we had given her dog.

Two years ago our youngest son sent us a game called “What’s the Point”  

The cactus sticker reminds me of the many times we have played and enjoyed the game

Jaime and I have always had an inside joke with the elephant as mentioned in this post.

Alpacas and Llamas almost look the same to me.  I just thought the sticker was cute but I am reminded of a time when Jaime said she wished she were a llama.  I asked why and she said because then she could stretch her neck like this (demonstrating) It made me laugh. 

We also saw some alpacas on our initial move to Oregon.  I thought they were weird looking llamas.  

Jaime also loved giraffes when she was younger. I will include a now and then favorites closer to her birthday 2026.

No interesting story for the kangaroo.  Just thought it was cute.

Golden Gate Bridge always reminds me of visiting San Francisco and my mom as it is where she had been raised.

 

Though we never had a camper, these two stickers remind me of road trips.  And there have been a LOT of road trips.

Utah – my home state

The witch was added last as the flower I had selected seemed to get lost on the black background.  Jaime has dressed as a witch for Halloween.

Meanwhile I tried putting my flower on the water bottle but found I liked it against the background of my rolling desk

Gifting Themes

             In the beginning we had exchanged Christmas gifts with all three boys and their children.  That seemed to taper off as it never seemed important to our eldest or youngest – but we still exchange gifts with the one who lives in Utah still. 

This year they decided that all of our gifts should be themed.  So of course Richard’s gifts were superhero themed, Jai was Beetlejuice and for me they decided to do a peanuts theme.  Each of us received a deck of cards and travel throw blankets.  I had also received a neck pillow and a small peanuts scene which I will display next year.

They did send Jaime on gift that was NOT a part of any theme;  the movie “Klaus” as it is her favorite.  Richard and I had also contributed to the Bettlejuice theme.  She also received two calendars featuring Coraline (from them) and The nightmare Before Christmas (from us)

Warm

 I have several posts in the making.  None yet complete. 

Tradition on Christmas morning is to open our stockings first.

Santa Jaime had been filling them ever since they were hung.

She had asked what I wanted for Christmas.  I told her a package of fuzzy socks would be good.

She stuffed my sock full of fuzzy socks.  

The scarf, gloves, earmuffs and scrunchies came later.  

Merry Christmas!

After a month of mostly dismal weather, 

we were blessed with sunshine 

on Christmas day!  

Alexa says it is only 45 degrees outside.  

It feels much warmer.

Tired of Being Tired

 

I have always had poor sleeping habits – ALWAYS

Well, perhaps I did okay in the hospital right after I was born.

Mom says I was always asleep.  Every time she wanted to hold me

I was asleep. 

She said I was never awake during my time at the hospital

and says that after she brought me home

I was awake for the next five years. 

Slight exaggeration – but not much.

Mom said they had gone to San Francisco during a four day weekend.

Keith was just a newborn.  He always slept.  He was a good sleeper.

Actually quite the opposite of me.

Mom said I was awake the entire time during the drive there

and when they stopped at a hotel to get some rest,

they really didn’t as one of them had to stay awake with me

to make certain I didn’t take off or play

in the toilet or whatever they thought they needed

to stay awake with me for.

Mom said I finally killed over one afternoon in San Francisco.

Everybody else moved into the kitchen and talked in hush whispers

so as not to disturb me.

She said I slept for three hours and that was the only sleep I had

 during the entire trip.

When I slept at home, she read.  Never vacummed.

We didn’t even have traffic in our neighborhood.

I got used to the quiet. 

My brother had me around.  I’m assuming I made noise and

was not quiet.  He learned to sleep through the noise. 

But I never did.

It’s rare when I sleep heavy, but I have on occasion. 

Except for this month.

I have had a blah sense of fatigue –

which actually mirrors the skies we’ve had this month.

I don’t recall such a gloomy December.

How wonderful it is to have lights to

stand out in the dismal air.

We’ve had rain and fog. 

Some days we get two hours of sunshine,

but then it disappears

My husband is working a seasonal job

with odd hours.

Perhaps after the new year I will be

able to sleep better.  I hope so.