Friday, December 31, 2021

2021 is coming to a close. Despite ending the year on a low note by testing positive for CoVid a few days before Christmas, I have much to be grateful for. I became a grandmother with the birth of Porter Aya at the end of March. And despite the pandemic, Michael and I were able to travel a little this year. We took multiple trips to Chicago to see Sean, Rose, and Porter. In September, we spent a weekend in Saugatuck to celebrate my 71st birthday. This was followed by a road trip in late October to Pittsboro to visit Joe. These changes in scenery were good for our mental health and I hope for many more trips to come in 2022.

I wish I had something profound to say about the coming year, but I suspect 2022 will be similar to 2021 in that I will continue to mask up and avoid close contact with others when I am out and about. A sobering future.

Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering "It will be happier." - Alfred Lord Tennyson

Thursday, December 30, 2021

I am on day nine of my self-imposed quarantine. I decided to isolate ten full days, despite the new CDC guideline of five days. It's been relatively easy to do, as I don't really have a need to go anywhere anyway. I haven't decided when I'll feel comfortable going back to the gym or eating inside a restaurant. Which is a bit ironic when I think about it, because it seems like already having CoVid would make me feel less uneasy about venturing out.

Butch bought me lunch today from Arby's, which was a huge treat. It's funny how much a simple act of kindness can raise your spirits. Something, I need to pay forward...

Monday, December 27, 2021

As I predicted, the clinic that CoVid tested me last Wednesday finally contacted me today to let me know that I tested positive. Fortunately the lab that processed my specimen had already sent me a link to my results on Friday. I think I've plateaued symptom-wise. I wake up feeling a little congested but energized. As the day progresses, however, I find myself tiring easily and feeling headachy. I decided to take the Christmas tree down this morning and had to sit down due to dizziness. So folks, this is real...

Saturday, December 25, 2021

I have become an official statistic. I received my CoVid test results yesterday afternoon. A Detected result indicates that the patient's specimen was positive for SARS-CoV-2 RNA. So every breath, cough, or sneeze from me is apparently brimming with tiny CoVid particles. This brings me no joy.

Quite honestly, I woke up feeling a sense of loss at what this morning should have been like. The sounds of Sean, Rose, and Michael talking, Porter's babbling and sweet baby smiles, the aroma of fresh coffee and french toast, and unwrapping gifts with perhaps soft holiday music in the background. Instead, my company is a box of kleenex and throat logenzes for the annoying cough I've developed. Is it okay that I feel a little anger?

I should add that Kali, who doesn't understand the concept of self isolation, has been dividing her time between Michael and me. She makes frequent trips to the basement to check on him and has been sleeping with him part of the night.

While I want to be gracious and accepting today, instead I am just feeling tired, cranky, and close to tears.

Friday, December 24, 2021

I plan to ignore the calendar date tomorrow. I called the clinic this morning to check the time frame on PCR test results and was advised it was 2-4 days. With the day, whose date I plan to ignore being tomorrow, followed by Sunday, I suspect I won't hear anything until Monday, December 27. But after three positive home tests, I accept that I have Covid, despite how careful I have been when I leave the house. Michael has wisely banished himself to the basement, only coming upstairs to access the kitchen. It's too bad he doesn't have a mini-fridge and a microwave down there. It's my sincerest hope that I have not infected him as he was in close contact me when I first showed symptoms. Also, I am beginning to believe that with how infectious the Omicron variant is, that it isn't a matter of if you will get it, it's more a matter of when you will get it.

I am trying my best to keep a positive attitude but I expect tears tomorrow. All the Christmas music and other holiday related references on TV are already causing some weepiness. Maybe I am too sentimental. In my best case scenario, I am hoping that we are able to celebrate a belated Christmas with our Chicago family in January. Life sure knows how to throw us curve balls.

Thursday, December 23, 2021

Sean, Rose, and Porter's much anticipated Christmas visit has been delayed, likely cancelled. They were supposed to arrive today but I unfortunately developed cold symptoms (nasal drip and fatigue) yesterday. I went to Urgent Care to test for CoVid and while relieved that the rapid antigen test was negative, I am still waiting for the results of the PCR test. Those results, the results of another rapid test (found home test kits at Walgreen's), and how I feel tomorrow morning will determine if they will make an attempt to visit within the next few days. Being a natural worrier, I am feeling pessimistic at this moment. At the risk of sounding like I am whining, I was disappointed that we weren't able to see them at Thanksgiving and given these latest developments am even more so about Christmas. I miss getting to hold baby Porter so, so much.

Monday, December 20, 2021

I spent a nice day at the Bell Isle Aquarium and the Anna Scripps Whitcomb Conservatory yesterday with Michael, Butch, and April. Between the tropical fish and the tropical plant displays, it was hard not to reminisce about our years living in Hawaii. Michael and I spotted a lot of plants in the conservatory's collection that were in our old yard. I have to say that Bell Isle continues to impress me and I look forward to future visits. And as Michael commented, you can see Canada across the river, eh...

And with Mom's letter still fresh in my mind, I wanted to add this very clear example of gaslighting: Dad is still mean and grumpy all the time. Of course, I'm to blame for all his problems. No Mom, you are not!

Friday, December 17, 2021

Birthday wishes to Kathy...

I found myself looking through a few plastic bins of old letters and other paperwork that I have stored in the basement today. I ended up reading the police report from an assault that occurred in 1969 and found myself remembering my shame at the time for ending up in such a vulnerable position. And it makes me angry that fifty-two years later, we still live in a world where a victim of assault ends up blaming themself.

On a happier note, I also read some old correspondence from my family and find myself wanting to share this excerpt from a letter from Mom. I was living in Portland at the time and Sean was five months old.

We really aren't planning on anything big for Christmas this year. Things are tight in Detroit with all the lay-offs and it is slow at the restaurant. Even with my new promotion, the money isn't that good. I am sending you a gift certificate for the family. Will you please buy some presents for yourselves and put them under the tree for me? The money ($20) is for Sean - a snowsuit or whatever he may need in the way of clothes. Everytime I pass the Pampers and Baby Food, I think of him.One day I was already to the check-out counter before I realized that I had Pampers in my cart. We were looking at his pictures one day - he looked so cute when he smiled. I only wished you lived closer so I could visit him once in a while, or better yet, you could visit us.

This is my true Christmas story. Who knew that forty-two years later, I would be having the same thoughts and feelings my mother had about being a grandmother and wishing to live closer to her child and grandchild. Mom, I will miss you forever.

Thursday, December 16, 2021

I hate facing the day after a restless, sleepless night. I had trouble falling asleep last night, my body was willing but my brain was fixated on every worry I have. I finally fell asleep at about 12:45am only to have Kali wake me up at 2:42am. I found myself checking the clock every half hour or so before finally getting up at about 5:45am feeling groggy and achy. I am hoping for better sleep tonight.

I chatted with Sean today and it sounds like they plan to move into their new home next week. Floors are done and the kitchen is incomplete but functional. It turned out that the man that did their tile work, also does handyman work. He installed their kitchen appliances and plans to tackle some other unfinished projects they have pending. What a relief for them. And as an aside, I wish I had a handyman I trusted here in Ann Arbor.

Monday, December 13, 2021

Sean, Rose, and Porter plan to visit us at Christmas (weather permitting) and just knowing this is a probability makes me feel pretty happy. At Rose's request, we now own an inexpensive high chair and plan to pick up diapers and wipes the next time we go shopping. I am sure over the next week, there will be a few more items we'll be asked to pick up and Michael and I will happily comply. I found myself wondering briefly if our parents experienced this same joy when we visited from out of state. And I am guessing yes. When I was living in Hawaii and still in college, I recall coming home for Christmas one year to find both Mom and Dad at the airport gate to greet me, and it is the closest I've come to getting hugged by them. Plus Mom handed me a coat - a navy blue zip-up with a hood fringed with fur, which she thoughtfully bought for her visiting from Hawaii daughter. Love comes in a lot of forms.

This time of year always make me feel a little melancholy, especially when I think about lost or struggling loved ones. And I find myself feeling concern for a niece that has been pretty open lately on social media about a series of incidents over the past few years that have left her feeling disppointment, loss, and betrayal. My hope is that she asks for help and finds a path forward. There's some truth to the old adage that what doesn't break you, makes you stronger.

Friday, December 10, 2021

In an effort to get out of the house now that winter has has set in, Michael and I went into downtown Ann Arbor today. After a visit to the University of Michigan Museum of Art, we headed to Knights Downtown for a late lunch, both of which I thoroughly enjoyed. I remember going into Ann Arbor a year ago at this time and thinking it was like a ghost town. Many businesses were closed and students were attending classes remotely so there were not a lot of people on the streets. While I realize Covid is still a risk, it was nice to experience a touch of ordinary, masked of course.

Thursday, December 9, 2021

I find it amusing that I am pretty comfortable in fitness centers. After all, they are full of big intimidating exercise machines and sweating, grunting men. The one I went to in Honolulu was busy enough that I competed for time on machines with a bunch of local guys, who all seemed to know each other and liked to talk story while they worked out. But they were also pretty friendly towards me and I'd hear "howzit, sister" as I'd move from machine to machine. It's interesting how much the feel of the fitness center I use here is different. It's a larger facility with a lot of amenities, including an indoor track, a swimming pool, and a basketball court. For the most part, gym users keep to themselves, which I realize is partially pandemic related. But I suspect that in many areas of southeast Michigan, people are more reserved with strangers in general. I try to nod hello to the regulars I encounter while working out and yesterday managed to introduce myself to one woman who has been friendly with me. Her name is Ginger...

The pandemic has changed us and I am not sure we will ever go back to pre-covid social norms. With half of our faces covered when we are out in public, we are relying more than ever on what we see in people's eyes as we strain to understand what they are saying through their masks. And I like seeing the way eyes crinkle when people smile.

Tuesday, December 7, 2021

Today in History: On December 7, 1941, Japanese planes attacked the United States Naval Base at Pearl Harbor External, Hawaii Territory, killing more than 2,300 Americans.

It's been 80 years and obviously the anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor is a much more notable event in Hawaii than it is here, on the mainland. One of my regrets is that in all the years I lived in or visited Oahu, I never toured the Arizona Memorial. And my lame excuse is that I didn't have anyone to go with, an excuse that makes me feel disappointed in myself. Sigh...

Sunday, December 5, 2021

I went to a few arts and crafts events with Butch and April yesterday followed by a nice lunch at Mac's in Saline. Where, by the way, I saw Santa drinking a Moscow Mule before heading outside to pose with kids for photos. He probably needed it.

There is not much going on at the Dove house today. I have stew in the slow cooker for dinner later and the kitchen has been cleaned. My afternoon plans are to vacuum and read the paper. Life goes on.

Saturday, December 4, 2021

I have always had a fascination for miniatures, those tiny replicas of people, animals, and other objects. As a child, I had 3-4 small religious figures that I drew a home floor plan for on the inside bottom of a drawer. And I'd create little scenarios with them in the various rooms. I also used to have a small collection of tiny vases mom gave me. So it's no surprise that I love the inexpensive little ceramic houses and wooden trees that Target sells this time of year. As part of my Christmas decorations, I've set up a little row of white houses and trees on the mantle. I also have another small black and white display set up on the shelving unit the TV is on. My next goal is to find some tiny (one inch or less) people. I am not sure what draws me to these miniature set-ups but I do enjoy the design element.

In other Christmas related news, over the course of two weeks I ate an entire Southern Supreme fruitcake. And I enjoyed every bite of its nutty fruity goodness.

Tuesday, December 1, 2021

Omicron... I am suffering from covid fatigue. And I find myself wondering if there will ever be a time that I will feel comfortable going into businesses unmasked. Or feel comfortable having a large family event. Or traveling. This is me after three covid vaccinations. And I want to feel more secure than I do.

Preparation for Christmas continues. I purchased Porter a cute Christmas stocking to hang on our mantle. And I assembled the tree today, will save decorating it for another day. I also started Christmas shopping for Porter with the purchase of a couple of outfits and toys. Porter is the primary reason I take the covid precautions as seriously as I do. And I am glad she is too young to know what is going on in our world.

Sunday, November 28, 2021

I am feeling for Sean and Rose right now. One of the cabinets ordered for the kitchen was the wrong size and the installation came to a halt as a result. Sean also discovered that the installation does not include hooking up the appliances, which was unexpected. On the bright side, painting should be finished in a few days and the floor guy is scheduled to start on Dec 1. So progress is being made, it's just not at the pace they'd hoped for. A concern is how all these delays are going to impact their move-in date. And the old adage that time is money applies.

It's looking like winter here. We had a good snow yesterday and everything is coated in white. And other than a few trips outside to take the garbage out, I haven't left the house in two days. Apparently the effort to get dressed outweighed my desire to go out, something I am not proud of.

Friday, November 26, 2021

I spent yesterday morning prepping for our Thanksgiving meal. Side dishes and the turkey were completed in time for Michael and me to eat mid-afternoon. And it was nice. Admittedly, however, I miss the big family gatherings of old. But times and circumstances are no longer the same. And I feel like the deaths of mom and dad were the primary catalyst for the change.

And despite it being a bit early, I've started decorating for Christmas. I don't plan on putting up the tree for another 2-3 weeks, but have decorated the mantle with white ceramic houses and trees (all Target purchases). I also hung our stockings. A few other decorations are works in progress. I'm also working on Christmas cards - address labels are made and I bought stamps this morning. I've been asking myself, however, if this may be the last year I'll send out cards.

Grandma Jackie is currently visiting Sean, Rose, and Porter. I'm really happy that she was able to get the time away from work to spend this Thanksgiving weekend with them. She's been texting photos of Porter to me and my heart melts a little with each photo. I am looking forward to seeing them at Christmas.

Monday, November 22, 2021

Sean and Rose's new home has a lot of projects happening this week and after some discussion with Sean this morning, Michael and I will not be going to Chicago for Thanksgiving. We had planned to stay at their new place, but not only is their kitchen being installed, the drywallers and painters are also there. Sean says the house is covered in dust. Instead, we may try to visit them for a few days in early December, but will stay in their current place. I am disappointed but it's for the best.

As a consequence, we went grocery shopping this morning for a small turkey, a pumpkin pie, and some other traditional Thanksgiving food items for our Thursday meal. Another quiet holiday at the Doves.

Friday, November 19, 2021

I woke up to a fresh layer of snow on the ground. And as I look out the window, skies are blue and it's sunny. Temps are in the mid 30's. Not a bad day for November. As I glance at prior posts this month, I find some humor in how this time of the year seems to bring out the weather reporter in me. It also makes me yearn for the year round warmth of Hawaii. I still wear my tank tops and shorts around the house but they are accessorized with flannel shirts and socks these days.

I shouldn't complain about the cold. I spoke to Bern briefly yesterday and he is without heat in his apartment (hopefully temporary). He was bundled up in his hoodie. I don't think I'd fare very well living through Alaska's long, dark, cold, and snowy winters. I would want to hibernate if I could. Here's to hoping Bern's heat has been restored or that it happens soon.

Michael and I are planning to head to Chicago next week for Thanksgiving. We are joining Sean, Rose, Porter, and Jackie (Rose's mother) at one of their friend's home for dinner. At last count, there were eleven invitees. I believe celebrating Thanksgiving with friends was a pre-pandemic annual event for Sean and Rose. It's a nice tradition, especially for couples that may not have extended family in the Chicago area. It also occurred to me that the last time we celebrated Thanksgiving with Sean was in 2013. So for me, this Thanksgiving is very special. We will be with not just Sean but also with Rose, Porter, and Jackie. Our family grows. And there is a lot of love growing with it. I feel thankful...

Wednesday, November 17, 2021

I "earned" my Turkey Burn Challenge T-shirt today. I requested a large and snorted when the guy at the fitness center's front desk suggested a medium.

Covid cases are unfortunately on the rise with Michigan leading the nation in numbers. The highest rates are in the 10-19 age group. Most Michigan seniors are vaccinated at this point but the news just reported only 41% of all individuals eligible for the vaccination are vaccinated. I am guessing most of these are under age 20, which is a shame. It's going to be a long winter and I plan to continue to mask up when I go out.

Tuesday, November 16, 2021

Instead of going to the fitness center this morning, I decided to ride the stationary bike in our basement. I felt like I was playing the odds a little, however. If I had gone to the fitness center, I would have had enough visits to get a free Turkey Burn Challenge T-shirt. What if they run out of shirts today? Or if the only sizes now available are small and XXlarge? Of course, either scenario may already be the case. These retired life struggles are real.

Michael found us the perfect house in Evanston, IL - except for the price ($540,000) and the fact that we aren't currently planning to move. Looking at houses for sale online has become a past-time of sorts for us. We both seem to be drawn to mid-century modern furniture and architecture. I like the look of the clean lines and I think we could easily incorporate some of our existing furniture into a mid-century modern space.

Sunday's snow has disappeared. Temps seem to be on the rise after being in the 30's this past week. And after some very gray skies, the sun is peeping out today. We are even supposed to get a one-day reprieve of 60 degree weather tomorrow. I am living by the rule that I should enjoy it when I can.

Sunday, November 14, 2021

One word, snow! It started a few hours ago and all the tree and bush limbs in the yard are covered in beautiful snowy whiteness. There is a part of me that wishes I was motivated to get dressed in warm clothes and go out to breathe it all in. Instead I am sitting in a comfy chair with Kali on my lap watching a Thanksgiving cooking show. Pistachio cream pie, yes please. Molly Yeh is making a fried rice side dish currently. No soy sauce, instead she is using mayo and sriracha sauce. I may need to try to make this. Coming up next is Hawaiian inspired mac salad. Yum...

Thursday, November 11, 2021

Leaves were falling, just like embers. In colors red and gold, they set us on fire... (Killing the Blues - Alison Krauss/Robert Plant) This song has been swirling around in my head all day just like the leaves outside. Michael and I went for a walk at Dexter-Huron Metropark today and I wish I could have captured a photo of the leaves making their downward spiral mid-air. Autumn colors are past peak but there is still a lot of beauty to appreciate especially along the Huron River and Metropark trails. Lots of greys and browns with punches of bright reds and yellows.

Butch and I are participating in the Turkey Burn challenge at the WCC Fitness Center. My personal goal is to go enough times to earn a tee shirt. It's ironic what motivates people. I try not to compare my fitness level and fitness efforts to my brothers (Butch and Joe), but it's difficult at times. I am humbled by their cardio fitness and the mileage they walk or bike nearly daily.

And a big thanks to all veterans today.

Saturday, November 6, 2021

I've been catching up on a few TV series I like when I should be catching up on housework. It's funny what you notice, however, when you are sitting in the same place for awhile. Smudges on the sliding glass door windows, a crooked picture frame, a few dusty surfaces, and cat hair on the furniture are bringing out my OCD tendencies. I predict cleaning supplies will be in use fairly soon.

Michael and I watched the latest remake of the movie Dune last night. We then watched a portion of the 1984 David Lynch version and I had forgotten how amusing parts of it was - in particular the scenes with House Harkonnen, which included Sting as one of the Baron's sons. I may need to revisit the 2000 Dune TV mini series as well. By the way, I enjoyed the latest Dune movie and am looking forward to its second part (which unfortunately isn't coming out until 2023).

Friday, November 5, 2021

I spoke to Sean today to see how the house renovations are progressing. It sounds like he's running into the usual scheduling and other issues homeowners encounter when doing a number of projects at the same time. I've watched enough Judge Judy episodes to know how many things that can go wrong.<wink> He and Rose are delaying moving out of their current home by a few weeks as a result. Plans to spend Thanksgiving in Chicago are still in place.

I've spent the last few days working on my annual photo book and am up to date. I've been dragging my feet, however, on a series of photos of Porter that I've been organizing into a separate book. Most are photos that Sean and Rose posted on Instagram. Since it turns out I need to start a second volume of my annual photo book, I've decided to combine Porter's photos into the second volume. It makes sense spacewise but will also save some money.

These past few days have been cold, especially noticeable after being in North Carolina last week. Winter is coming...

Wednesday, November 3, 2021

The plumber arrived around 9:30am and cleared our sewer line. He recommended changing our toilet paper brand to Angel Soft because it dissolves more easily then most other brands. I still have both Charmin and Northern tissue to use up first, but am seriously considering making this change.

Kali continues to spend nearly all her time with me. Out of guilt, I let her lick my face and neck today with her sandpaper tongue, which I normally will not allow because it hurts (plus I think it's icky). I am already feeling a little guilty about our plans to go to Chicago for Thanksgiving. Sorry in advance, Kali...

Tuesday, November 2, 2021

Michael and I arrived home safely today only to discover the basement drain was backing up into the basement. Plumber is scheduled to come some time tomorrow morning. Big sigh. On the bright side, we have a very happy cat. Kali has been following me around or on my lap since my return. Home sweet home, I think...

Sunday, October 31, 2021

Happy Halloween, y'all. Here's hopin' you trick or treat like a poke of moonshine.

We walked up to the Pittsboro street fair yesterday. Besides some food and crafts booths, there was live music. A number of local civic organizations and a few businesses also had booths, incluidng the dentist practice Joe uses. They were giving out Halloween candy, which I thought was a bit ironic. In fairness, they were also giving out toothbrush/toothpaste grab bags. I took one as I chewed on a tootsie roll. After cruising through the fair, we checked out a few businesses in town. My big purchase was a wool hat from one of the shops. I bought it because Michael convinced me it was kind of cute on me. I normally don't wear hats because I have a low forehead and most look pretty terrible on me. We'll see...

Today we took advantage of the nice weather and went on a short hike in the White Pines Nature Preserve. Colorful fall leaves and woodsy scents made for a very pleasant walk. Several photos were taken. Following our walk, we went to the Chatham Beverage District. Joe and I had walked there early Friday morning and I thought Michael might enjoy seeing it as well. Several more photos were taken. Our last stop was the old Bynum bridge over the Haw River. Unfortunately this very scenic bridge is covered in grafitti - some images and messages, however, are quite whimsical. And yes, several more photos were taken. I looked through today's photos when we got back to Joe's house and by far, the Haw River photos were my favorites.

We leave tomorrow morning. It's been a nice trip so far and I've especially enjoyed spending the time with Joe. Whle I am a little sad to be leaving, I am also looking forward to returning home. I'm pretty sure our little fur baby has missed us. We certainly have missed her.

Saturday, October 30, 2021

Joe and I walked to the Brewery District early yesterday morning. It was dark when we left the house. I would have been uncomfortable walking on my own so it was nice having Joe to walk with. Our destination was pretty well lit, however, and I was able to get what I think may be some pretty interesting photos.

Following our walk, Michael, Joe, and I went to the Chatham County Waste and Recycling Center to drop off Joe's old TV. We then went to Southern Supreme to pick up some goodies. Fruitcake, anyone? Our adventures then took us to the pottery district. We visited Ben Owen Pottery, the North Carolina Pottery Center and a few other shops in the Seagrove area. We also stopped at STARworks Glass Studio in Star. It was a treat seeing all the beautiful pottery and glass pieces, especially at both Ben Owen Pottery and Starworks, where I actually bought a few pottery pieces. I always try to purchase at least one item when I am traveling out of state so mission accomplished. We finished the day off with dinner at Carolina Brewing in Pittsboro.

After two busy days of driving to various places, we plan to hang around Pittsboro today. There is a street fair mid-day that looks like it may be fun to stroll through.

Friday, October 29, 2021

The visit to the North Carolina Museum of Art in Raleigh was a nice way to spend part of a day. They have an extensive collection of artwork that is thoughtfully displayed in their well laid out galleries.

On the way back to Pittsboro, Joe drove by the site of his bicycle encounter with a deer that led to some fairly serious injuries.. He also showed us portions of the huge new development that is currently being built in Pittsboro, which in addition to homes includes UNC health facilities, retail shops, and restaurants. When we got back to his house, we walked to check out an area of newly built homes and recreation areas that are fairly close by. Pittsboro is certainly growing!

We later picked up dinner (Mexican) from a food truck that was parked a few blocks from Joe's house. It was a day of good art, good company, and good food.

Thursday, October 28, 2021

I am sitting on the couch in Joe's tastefully decorated home. In the drawer of the coffee table in front of his couch is a small plastic bag containing three playing card sized drawings of the seasons (a flower, an autumn leaf, and a snowman) that then six years old Celina made for him in December 2001. The 4th season, a drawing of trees, is framed on his mantle. It makes me smile that Joe kept them all these years.

We arrived in Pittsboro yesterday after a two day trek from Ann Arbor. I was touched by the beauty of the Appalachian mountains on the drive here. We were treated to vibrant autumn colors, green mountain pastures, deep valleys, and more - all a reminder of how geographic sections of the United States differ from each other and have their own unique beauty. The drive down also reminded me of how much I love road trips (taking into account that I did no driving). Some of my favorite trips have been ones that included unplanned stops at various places along the route. I will always remember the journey back to Ann Arbor after watching the eclipse with family in Tennessee for its unrushed stops in Kentucky at Mammoth Cave, the Thomas Edison house, and a brewery tour, followed by a bicycle museum in Ohio. All worthy destinations on their own.

I believe we are headed to the North Carolina Museum of Art today...

Thursday, October 21, 2021

I woke up to a dark chilly house this morning and headed straight to the kitchen to retrieve our flash lights. A thunder storm system had passed through SE Michigan overnight and our power was out. I have no idea if the storm caused the outage but thankfully, power was restored before noon.

Butch and I went shopping this morning - Meijers, Total Wine and More, and Sam's Club. I only picked up a few items because Michael and I are headed to North Carolina next week to visit Joe and are trying to eat the perishables we already have before we go.

One of my nieces received confirmation yesterday that she has Covid. She is vaccinated so I am hopeful that helps with the severity of her symptoms and her recovery. Nevertheless, it has to be scary for her and I wish her well.

And finally, some good news. April sent me a cute video yesterday of her grandson, Paul, taking a few unassisted steps. He is ten and a half months old. I've watched it many times simply because it makes me smile.

Monday, October 18, 2021

I woke up to a dark chilly house this morning and headed straight to the thermostat to turn it up from 66 to 70 degrees. I also decided going to the fitness center while it was still dark was crazy talk. Both my mind and body were in consensus that only a masochist would venture out. And I am amused that I am feeling this way in October when temps are still above freezing. My inner fitness pep squad is failing me.

I moved two pots of succulents into the house this weekend. The remaining succulents are on their own and are facing a wintery death. On a winter's day in a deep and dark December....

Saturday night, Butch and April treated me (and Michael) to a belated birthday dinner at Real Seafood in Ann Arbor. Which I thoroughly enjoyed. So a big thanks to my brother and his wife. It was very kind and generous of them. And I would like to add that I still stand by my assertion that our waiter resembled the actor, Jorge Garcia. Just saying.

Friday, October 15, 2021

I spent the morning catching up on paperwork, which mostly consisted of me matching a big pile of loose receipts to credit card statements before pitching them. Now that the weather is getting a bit colder, I am feeling an urge to re-organize a lot of my "stuff" - craft supplies, photos, paperwork, clothing, and more. A definite winter project.

Also in preparation for the first frost, I hung the grow light in the basement guest room window this morning. I originally anticipated moving four pots of succulents into the house to winter over but it may be only two. As much as I loved cultivating succulents when I lived in balmy Hawaii, I accept that they are not the best plant choice for Michigan winters. Accordingly, as part of my plant strategy this year, I plan to leave the hens and chicks and a few other succulents outdoors this winter to see if they survive.

In other news, I've spent the last few evenings removing the gel nail polish I treated myself to for my birthday. My nails looked great and I actually got a little excited when they started growing out. But helping Sean with his house projects wrecked havoc on three of them so I decided to remove the polish. It turned out to be a difficult process that caused some damage to my already weak nails. I'm not sure if I'd do gel again as a result. The cost of beauty...

Tuesday, October 12, 2021

Michael and I went to Chicago this past weekend. While I am sure Porter does not remember us from our last visit in August, she was pretty chill with us. She is a lot bigger now and being able to support her head has made a difference in her mobility. We were treated to lots of big blue eyed baby stares and drooling. While we were there, Porter also very gamely ate her first spoonfuls of solid food (soupy oatmeal). Her first step towards a future visit to McDonalds with Grandpa.

We also helped Sean with their new house on Saturday. He and Michael worked on demoing the kitchen and ripping up carpeting in the upstairs hallway and stairs. Meanwhile, I lugged the removed cabinetry and hardware to the garage and ripped carpet padding into strips for disposal. I also removed the staples and the furring strips from the flooring. Several hours later, three very exhausted Doves called it a day. Our next visit will be in November for Thanksgiving.

Wednesday, October 6, 2021

Sometimes I trace my fingers over the faces of loved ones in photographs and find myself tearing up (with just a trace of a smile). Recent photos of Sean and Porter, favorite photos of Michael, the last photo taken of all eight siblings, old photos of my mother, and more - all evoke feelings I can't quite describe. Longing, regret, joy, sadness, but mostly love. Bittersweet memories brought on by old photographs. Sometimes they are all we have left.

Monday, October 4, 2021

I chatted briefly with Bern yesterday. He is home currently after spending time on and off at a friend's house to help her out. He sounded tired and a little frustrated that his absences from home have delayed work on his book project. Hopefully he will be able to get back on track soon.

Michael and I plan to visit Sean, Rose, and Porter this weekend. The last time we saw Porter was in mid-August so it's been nearly two months. Using recent photos and videos (which I love by the way) as an indicator, it looks like she is sitting pretty well and enjoys carrying on conversations with her parents. At her 6 month check-up, the doctor described her as chill but observant (which, by the way, is how I would like to be described when I hit my 80's). Because we see Porter so infrequently, I accept that she probably has no idea who we are when we visit, so I always worry a little about making her uncomfortable. Who is this wierd old lady that wants to hold me? I am hoping that by the time she is 3-4 years old, she'll figure out that we are all connected somehow. And that grandparents are softies that are willing to be manipulated.

Sunday, October 3, 2021

It looks like it's going to be a rainy day, which makes me glad I joined Michael's yardwork efforts yesterday. I planted a small clump of an as yet to be identified flowering plant Butch and April gave me and did some weeding. I also started winter prep on some of my potted plants. I planted a few in the ground (survival of the hardiest when the first frost hits) and consolidated a few succulents into pots in preparation for their fall migration indoors. I may purchase a second grow light to provide more even coverage for the four big pots I plan to winter over in the basement this year. The one I used last year kept my succulents alive but they looked a little strung out by spring.

I have very little to report on side effects from the Covid booster I received last Wednesday other than my arm was sore and I felt a bit tired on Thursday. I am glad, however, to have both the booster and flu shots over with.

Friday, Michael and I went to Maiz in Depot Town for dinner. It was a beautiful evening to sit outside and the food, drinks and conversation were excellent. Apparently, the few bees that joined us thought so too as they kept us company for our entire meal and I really didn't mind sharing my coleslaw.

Wednesday, September 29, 2021

Covid booster day... I will report on side effects if any in a few days. So far all is well.

Tuesday, September 28, 2021

A few weeks ago, family members posted a few comments on Facebook that were attributed to Mom. One I personally remember growing up is that whenever I asked her if I could do something, she would respond, I don't care what you do as long as you don't hurt anyone. She was a pretty wise woman because it put the accountability for any actions squarely on the doer. But someone listed one I had not heard before that I really like. Don't create extra work for other people. It's such a simple concept but speaks volumes. I am thinking that maybe these pieces of advice (or momisms) should be passed on to the next generation. So to Mom, a big thanks for teaching us accountability. And to Porter, stay tuned.

Sunday, September 26, 2021

Yesterday, Butch and I spent the day at Donna's helping her move items from her basement to a dumpster in her driveway. Sorting through several years of accumulated items takes time and I give her a lot of credit for the progress she's made since Aimee's death. What she is going through reminds me of how much Michael and I threw or gave away when we moved in 2014 and again in 2020. Butch and the family did the same thing when they had to empty out our parent's house after dad passed away in 2015. And despite the purges Michael and I made on our last move, it makes me re-assess the contents of my bins of "stuff" and the burden of disposing of it when my time comes. Perhaps this is the true circle of life.

Friday, September 24, 2021

Butch and I headed to the WCC Fitness Center this morning to walk the track and workout on a few machines. People seem nice. I ended up chatting with a guy that was there as part of his cardio rehab after having a heart attack, something I am hoping to avoid.

Afterwards, Michael and I went to Target/CVS for our flu shots. One more thing I can check off of my "to-do" list. We talked to the pharmacist on the current status of covid booster vaccinations and he said that there were some issues that need to be resolved before Target/CVS will start rolling out a booster program. I got a mailer from Meijer later, however, that said they were offering boosters now, which I found interesting in light of the Target pharmacist's comments.

It's a little warmer with clear skies today, which is nice after all the rain and lower temps we have been having. But it's still a little on the cool side. I need to rearrange my closets and drawers to make the shift from tank tops, shorts, and open toed shoes to flannel shirts, jeans, and closed toed shoes. It's time whether I like it or not.

Tonight, we ate dinner at the Sidetrack in Depot Town followed by ice cream cones at the Dairy Queen. Friday date night lives on...

Thursday, September 23, 2021

Shhh... Don't tell anyone but I switched from AC to heat this morning. Temps were in the 60s in the house and there was a chill in the air. It's as though the seasonal shift from summer to fall happened in just a few days. It's suddenly chilly and rainy. A harbinger of things to come.

Tuesday, September 21, 2021

Sometimes I wake up and have to think about what day of the week it is. And then I laugh because I am pretty sure that's the first question EMT asks to determine if you are of sound mind when they respond to an emergency.

Michael and I spent a nice weekend in Saugatuck to celebrate my 71st birthday. We lucked out weather-wise with temps in the 70s and low 80s. Perfect for both the beach and dining outside. We spent time at Oval Beach on both Friday and Saturday enjoying the sun, water, and sand. On Friday night, we ate dockside at the Mermaid Waterfront Bar & Grill in Saugatuck. On Saturday night, we ate on the patio at the Wild Dog Grille in Douglas. Food and service were good at both restaurants. The wait person at the Wild Dog kindly gave me one of their logo glasses when I mentioned it was my birthday (and that I had received one on my 60th birthday years ago).

While I am aware the CDC does not mandate mask use if you are vaccinated, I continue to wear mine because so many unmasked people are unvaccinated. I especially appreciate it when the staff are masked up when I enter a business or even better, customers are required to mask up as well. A weekend observation is that mask use in Douglas far exceeded what I saw in Saugatuck. I mention this in part because I must admit being a little uncomfortable by the lack of mask use by some staff members on a recent visit to Paesano's in Ann Arbor (a favorite restaurant for many years).

Yesterday, Butch, Michael, and I wandered around Ikea. It's been a while since I've been there and I have to admit I enjoy looking at the rooms they have created. Apparently, all you need is 299 square feet to create a combination kitchen/living/dining/bedroom/bath living space (which is smaller than our family room).

Wednesday, September 15, 2021

Kali, Kali, Kali... Your 4 am morning love fests exhaust me. I really do not like you licking my face and biting the top of my head as you attempt to groom me. And by the way, your razor sharp little claws hurt. I ended up getting up way too early, with kinks in my neck and shoulders from trying to ward you off. Add to that this morning's stinky overnight kitty litter deposit and the barf on the rug. And it's not even 6 am. And yet, here you are curled up comfortably on the ottoman at my feet like none of this ever happened.

Michael and I are finally watching Westworld - a series I've been interested in for a long time but never watched because we didn't subscribe to HBO. And I'm enjoying it. I've always liked movies and books that make you question what is real and what is not. Dreams are a little like that.

Saturday, September 11, 2021

Twenty years ago today... There are moments in our lives that stay with us forever and the events that unfolded on 9/11/2001 are ones I will never forget. As news reports that morning speculated about possible other targets, including the Sears Tower in Chicago, my concerns about Sean's safety were foremost in my mind. I was in Westland at a bank training meeting when the planes hit the World Trade Center and as I drove back to Ann Arbor all I could think about is wanting to call him and hear his voice. And then there was the eerie calm that followed. With all air traffic being suspended, the roar of fighter jets flying over Ann Arbor was a sobering reminder of how vulnerable we are in a world with so much violence and hatred. But I remind myself that there is love and kindness too.

On a more positive note, Sean and Rose closed on their first home yesterday. I am sure they both went through a gambit of emotions - elation, exhaustion, and anxiety (just to name a few) as the house keys were handed to them. Michael and I had to curb an urge to drive to Chicago this weekend to celebrate this moment with them. But we both understood that it is their moment, not ours. Instead, we went to Casey's and raised our glasses to them. "Cheers to Sean, Rose, and Porter. May your new house be filled with love and happiness."

Wednesday, September 8, 2021

Tomorrow is Rose's birthday and on Friday (drum roll please), Sean and Rose are closing on their new home. I believe they are hoping to move into their new place in November, after doing needed electrical and plumbing upgrades. They also want to paint, pull up old carpeting, and repair what they hope are wood floors under the carpeting. I am not sure what they have decided to do yet about the heating system in the house. It's an older home that still has steam heat. Needless to say, however, they have a lot going on in the next few months.

If all goes well, Sean and Rose plan to host Thanksgiving this year at their new home and have invited Michael, me, and Rose's mother, Jackie. I look forward to any opportunity to visit my little Chicago family but hope to see them sooner. Meanwhile, I will watch and rewatch the videos that Sean sent me of Porter carrying on conversations with him. They make my whole being smile.

Monday, September 6, 2021 Labor Day...

It's cooled down enough that I wore a light jacket this morning when I went out for my walk. But it warmed up nicely this afternoon and Michael and I spent a few hours swimming and sunbathing at our neighborhood pool. As we walked home, Michael turned to me and asked how we will spend out time with the pool closed. How indeed?

Despite summer technically ending on September 22, Labor Day traditionally seems to be the seasonal turning point to fall. Dinner tonight included hot dogs, corn on the cob, baked beans, and watermelon. It seemed a shame not to have some kind of Labor Day family event. You'll just have to picture me shrugging my shoulders as I down my second hot dog...

Sunday, September 5, 2021

I spent a few hours today prepping and cooking dinner today. Using one of Nanu's recipes, I made noodles with stir fried veggies, fried rice, and char sui pork - all with my own spin because I don't always have access to the same ingredients she used. Dinner was well worth the effort and we have enough leftovers for another meal.

After getting several warnings about weak and compromised passwords, etc., I decided to update my passwords. I haven't made much progress but did change my google password, which apparently is connected to apps like Facebook, my blog, and more. What a kerfuffle trying to coordinate all my devices. I've noticed, for example, that Messenger and Mail no longer sync with my laptop and I'm sure there are more issues to come. Hopefully, I'll eventually get this all straightened out but it is a pain. I miss the days when I had access to tech support at work.

Tomorrow is the last day our community pool is open. I am hoping for good weather so I can get one last swim in. It's been nice having a pool within walking distance. Michael expecially has been using it for exercise and is looking for a cost effective plan at one of the indoor pools in the area to use in the coming colder months.

Saturday, September 4, 2021

I enjoyed a "girls" evening with Tricia, Donna, and Elizabeth last night. After giving them a tour of the house, we had a simple dinner (lasagna, salad, bread) on the back patio. Eventually, a few pesky mosquitos discovered us so we moved indoors and chatted in the kitchen while I put food away and loaded the dishwasher. I learned a few things I wasn't aware of and it makes me happy to know that my sisters and niece continue to try new ventures as they move forward with their lives. Tricia, who has always been creative, is making and selling adorable trolls and other items. She kindly brought us each a Halloween themed troll, and mine is currently sitting on my mantle. Donna is dating again, which I think is a big step after having the same partner for so many years. And Elizabeth is enjoying putting her personal stamp on her new home. It also turns out she's a pretty good gardener, as evidenced by the peppers she shared with us last night.

Meanwhile, Michael carried on with our traditional Friday date night on his own. He walked to the Shake Shack at Arbor Crossings for dinner, where he apparently snuck a little whiskey into his beverage. That's my guy!

Thursday, September 2, 2021

Today would have been my dad's 93rd birthday. In retrospect, I should have rallied a few family members to go out for Chinese. Happy Birthday, wherever you are...

Wednesday, September 1, 2021

I spoke to my sister-in-law "E" a few days ago and her life has undergone several changes recently. She sold her condo in Tucson and is currently renting an apartment in the same senior living complex in Salt Lake City where her mother and sister live. This move was made in part so that her mother could spend more time with family, which in addition to E's sister also includes two grandsons and two great grandchildren. She is also sharing costs with a friend on a townhouse in Tucson. I am not sure why she's decided to maintain a second residence but she has mentioned friendships she's made and having a second home in Arizona does offer some travel advantages. Ultimately, I believe she'd like to move to Redmond to be closer to her daughter.

My nephew, Ryan, has crossed the line once again with another political rant on Facebook against Biden and all liberals.This time, however, he specifically directed his comments to both Shannon (his sister) and me and then commenting further that he hates anyone that voted for Biden. I’ve had no interest in engaging him on social media for some time now as it's clear he has no respect for anyone that does not agree with his views. I do not suffer fools gladly and am upping efforts to minimize contact with him. Enough is enough.

And my mammogram results were negative.

Tuesday, August 31, 2021

I checked a mammogram and a dental cleaning off my to-do list today. It meant putting my bra on three times, a new one day record for 2021.

Monday, August 30, 2021

I read a lot and sometimes come across passages that touch my heart. I am posting a few here for safekeeping.

“He wanted to ask her what sound a heart made when it broke from pleasure, when just the sight of someone filled you the way food, blood, and air never could, when you felt as if you'd been born for only one moment and this, for whatever reason, was it.” (Dennis LeHane - Shutter Island)

"And next to the toothpaste was her hairbrush, with a tortoiseshell handle, dark bristles. He stared at it for a moment. And when he gripped it by the handle and picked it up, and held Darcy’s brush out before him, a cold shadow spread through his bowels. He felt the silence in the house, its pressure straining against his eardrums as though he’s sunk suddenly into the depths of a dark sea.

Snarled in the bristles were three strands of her honey-red hair. While he studied them, the hush deepened. And after a moment more, with numb fingers, Thorn plucked one of the hairs free. He set the brush down and pinched each end of the hair and stretched it taut. He held it up to the light coming through the transom window. The hair so sheer it might have been made of glass. Sheer but strong.

He wrapped it two, three, four times around his first finger, wrapped it as tight as it would go. Then closing his eyes, he rubbed that finger against his cheek and he tried to call up one sensation of her, the sound of her voice in the bed beside him, a snapshot of one of her many smiles. But there were too many moments jumbled, too many exquisite mornings waking warm beside her in the half-light, too many afternoons out of sight of land, the water stretching away brilliantly in every direction, and far too many evenings, grilling their catch, wine on the porch, books in bed, their shoulders touching as they read, and later, on so many nights, the books tumbling to the floor. Staying there till morning." (James Hall - Mean High Tide)

Saturday, August 28, 2021

I delete a lot of posts on Facebook because frankly I don’t want to see them again. These are not “original” posts typically - they are the posts family and friends share from other sites that have political, religious, and other content. They are posts with links to meatball recipes, knitting sites, and how to remove rust stains . They are posts with beautiful nature photos and quotes about relationships. And sometimes, I read about missing pets, often in other states, and who to contact if I spot Fido when I am out and about. And yes, I read most of them before I delete them. Most of these posts are not offensive and many times I find them amusing or informative. But there are also a fair amount of posts I do find offensive and it makes me question the integrity and character of some of my friends or family members. Posts that make fun of people with disabilities or weight issues. Or publicly mock the intelligence or patriotism of someone for their political beliefs. I don’t care what you say in the privacy of your home but I am disturbed about people who think it’s appropriate to belittle someone on mainstream social media. That’s what blogs are for. My two cents for the day.

Friday, August 27, 2021

With a nod to the movie,The Graduate - "I want to say one word to you, just one word. Are you listening?" "Yes, I am." "Mosquitoes." With the still, hot, humid weather we are having, we are being inundated with mosquitoes. I am careful to avoid wooded areas this time of year so normally they are not a problem on my early morning walks. But this morning mosquitoes seem to have found me irresistable. They have also been a problem in our yard, making doing yardwork or just relaxing on the back patio a challenge. Me no like...

Michael received a call yesterday from his cousin Carol. His aunt Wanda is in hospice care and the family is congregating to say their goodbyes. Wanda played a large part in Michael's life when he was younger. She was especially supportive during his late teens and early twenties while he was attending college in California. Wanda is also his last connection to his father (and the Dove family). She is the only person in his family that I am aware of that he calls on a regular basis. And that is saying a lot because he hates calling people. There is a part of me that believes Michael should make arrangements to fly to Hawaii to be with his family but it's not my call and only he knows what's in his heart. Her passing will be sad.

On a cheerier note, Porter rolled over yesterday. Another baby milestone met.

A sad postscript - Michael received word this afternoon that Wanda passed away in her sleep overnight. Michael is coping but his sadness is evident.

Tuesday, August 24, 2021

It looks like we are in for a hot week with daily highs of 88-90 degrees. Fortunately the pool is open for a few more weeks and we have air conditioning.

I spent yesterday morning making appointments - dental cleaning (next week), eye exam (January), and a haircut (two weeks). I also have an appointment for a mammogram next week. With the exception of the haircut, all are necessary but slightly uncomfortable procedures. Hopefully, not an indicator of life in general.

It occurred to me recently that I see fewer family members (excluding Michael, Sean, Rose, and Porter) now than I did when I initially returned to Ann Arbor in March 2020. When I first moved back, I spent a lot of time at Donna's house and visited Tricia a few times. Now however, other than Butch and April, I rarely see anyone. Donna, Celina, and Joe have been to my house a few times but no one else. Certainly Covid has put a damper on gatherings of any kind. There is also an awkwardness that comes with wanting to host a gathering but not being comfortable with family members that refuse to get vaccinated. And I am extra sensitive about this now that I am a grandparent. But at the same time, I hate to think that this is the new normal. Big, big sigh...

Sunday, August 22, 2021

I woke up early this morning to a dark quiet house. The rest of the house is trying to capture what sleep they can. Sean and Rose had a bad evening last night dealing with Porter's crying and refusal to go to sleep. Meanwhile, Michael and I feel guilty for any part we played in disrupting her schedule. I think once he wakes up, we may head back to Ann Arbor so their little family can get back to their normal routine in preparation for the upcoming work week. Fortunately, their nanny situation has been resolved, which is a big relief as Rose returns to work tomorrow.

Yesterday, we drove to the Baha'i Temple in Evanston and walked their beautifully landscaped grounds. I learned that Rose used to live in Evanston while attending Loyola University. For years, I've assumed she attended the downtown Chicago campus and lived in the Logan Square area, so this was news to me. It looks like a nice community. And Michael got a little excited when he found out there were decent beaches and surfing along the lakeshore in this area.

Saturday, August 21, 2021

We checked out the house Sean and Rose are purchasing yesterday. The house is an older bungalow in the Portage Park community, which is about four miles west of where they currently live. The house and neighborhood look pretty solid and I think once they add their own personal touches, it will be a great home for their little family. Unforunately, the former owners were smokers so one of the first things they plan to do before they move in is remove all the carpeting, and repaint the walls. It looks like there may be oak floors under the carpeting in the living/dining room, so once the floors are refinished, it should look really nice. The yard is weedy and overgrown but has a lot of potential and I suspect some years ago was quite pleasant. It's full of hostas, peonies, and other plants. They will also be within walking distance of Portage Park, which has a great deal to offer - both indoor and outdoor pools, nature trails, etc.

I didn't realize the Chicago Air and Water show was happening on the lakefront this weekend (both Saturday and Sunday). The Blue Angels were doing practice runs yesterday and the noise of the jets overhead created havoc on Porter's napping schedule. Michael and I will need to to take the airshow into consideration when planning our departure tomorrow. It might be wise to leave early morning before the crowds start to head downtown.

Friday, August 20, 2021

Michael and I are in Chicago visiting Sean, Rose, and Porter. We arrived yesterday after manuevering through the miles of orange and white barrels along I94 in Michigan. There is a lot of road construction going on. The only accident we encountered was in the eastbound lanes by Kalamazoo, which resulted in a portion of the freeway being closed and a backup up vehicles that went on for miles. I was glad we were headed west. And for anyone interested, the McDonalds at the Coloma exit (our usual stop) will allow you to enter their premises to use the restrooms but you are not allowed to eat-in. It's take-out and drive-thru only.

Porter is doing well, lots of babbling and baby grins. She has the cutest laugh - brought on by grandpa kissing her tummy. She amuses herself now by grabbing onto various toys. And can easily out stare me with her big blue eyes. When we moved back to Michigan to be closer to Rose and Sean, we had no idea that we would become grandparents. And, well, it's pretty great. We are going to see the house Sean and Rose are purchasing later today. I am looking forward to it.

In other news, my Facebook account got hacked. Some hacker changed my password at 1:14am this morning using an Edge on Windows 10. I woke up to several email messages from Facebook and a locked account. Time to start changing passwords.

Tuesday, August 17, 2021

Who are you? I asked myself that question this morning while looking in the mirror. Hair is thinning and it won't be long until the grey dominates (or does it already?). My face is lined and sagging in a few places (as are other body parts). I will be 71 years old in 32 days. And I find myself wondering how much difference does exercise and diet really make in how long we live versus genetics. I believe efforts to stay fit improve one's quality of life, but am I destined to die at a certain age based on my parent's ages when they died? And what does that say about my siblings? Who will be the last man standing?

Mortality questions aside, I do have a future wish. I've watched a few videos of dads or grandads doing the shuffle with their children or grandchildren. Michael is already a good dancer so this is a doable future grandpa/Porter project. Porter just needs to learn to walk first. I'll wait.

Monday, August 16, 2021

I've been trying to pull a few weeds whenever I'm out in the yard or driveway. There is a plant in our side yard, however, that unfortunately causes my hands to feel like a million little barbs are sticking into them (which may be true) along with some slight swelling. Unfortunately, I came in contact with this lovely plant today. I soaked my hands immediately in alcohol (not the drinking kind, but that is a thought) and they are almost back to normal. Note to self, put gardening gloves on when pulling weeds.

By the way, our internet and cable service was finally restored Saturday night. I blissfully watched the British Baking Show last night. And plan to watch the final episode of White Lotus today. Life is good...

Saturday, August 14, 2021

While our power is restored, internet and cable are not. I've been relying on my phone as a personal hot spot for internet but it means no TV. I went old school last night and watched a DVD. So to all the scoffers out there that laugh at people like me who still have a small DVD collection and a player, it sure was nice to be able to watch a movie last night. For kicks today, I am listening to music on a very, very old iPod. Donovan is currently playing.

I had a conversation with Bern yesterday about how our family are not huggers. In fact, I believe most of us tense up a little when we hug our siblings hello or goodbye. Mom and Dad were never very demonstrative. I am not sure, however, if this carried over to the next generations. I feel like I was pretty affectionate with Sean as a child, and still feel affection for him as an adult but it's not the same. Maybe it's different with daughters? I don't know...

Thursday, August 12, 2021

Storms moving through southeast Michigan last night caused numerous power outages, including several in Ann Arbor. We ended up spending a quiet day at home. The thing I missed the most was cold beverages. Drinking tepid water and soda just wasn't cutting it for me. Michael's frustration, however, came from an inability to access his bicycle, tools, and garden equipment; all stored behind an automatic garage door, that stubbornly refused to open manually. Power was finally restored to our neighborhood around 4pm and all is currently well. My sympathies, however, to those that are still waiting for their power to return.

Tuesday, August 10, 2021

Michael and I opened a checking account at another bank last week. As a result, I've been methodically changing the checking account number attached to all my auto payments and direct deposits. A slow process and me hoping I didn't miss anything.

Today was a hot one, making me glad I was able to cool off in our community pool. There were more younger kids than usual at the pool today; all looking cute in their water floaties. It made me think of Porter, someday... Right now, she's just trying to master holding her head up and rolling over.

Sunday, August 8, 2021

I glanced at my hands this morning, mostly to check out the nail polish color the manicurist used yesterday when I had my nails done. They are not the color I selected and it annoys me a little how bright the color is. But for a long second they reminded me of my mother's hands, one of which I had grasped in my own when she took her last breath. It's been seven years and I still feel the same sense of loss. I can't count the number of times something family related has come up in conversations and I find myself thinking I wish I could talk to her. I always loved listening to her stories about growing up in North Carolina. And I believe she enjoyed telling them. I truly miss sitting on her front porch flipping through magazines with her, listening to the slow tempo of her voice, and smiling at her off-the-wall and often off-color comments. Miss you, Mom...

Long ago it must be. I have a photograph. Preserve your memories, they're all that's left of you. (Bookends - Simon and Garfunkel)

Friday, August 6, 2021

I have a tendency to see images (faces, shapes of bodies or animals, etc.) when I look at things. This includes random patterns on wood, clouds, rock surfaces, fire flames, just about anything. But it also occurs when I look at abstract art, which drives Michael crazy. For example, I am pretty sure I saw a face in the Rothko painting at the Flint Institute of Art a few weeks ago. I had no idea, however, that this phenomena had a name - pareidolia. It's the scientific explanation for the human ability to see shapes or make pictures out of randomness. Who knew? Meanwhile, I will continue to see unintentional things when I look at Michael's artwork and resist the urge to say anything.

I contacted Sean and Rose yesterday. Rose returns to work in a few weeks and it sounds like they are having concerns about their plans to nanny share with another couple. One issue is that Sean will need to drop Porter off mornings to the other couple's home in Logan's Square. If I wasn't talking about my own family, I'd probably make an insensitive remark, like welcome to parenthood. But childcare is probably one of the most stressful balancing acts of being working parents. Hopefully, things will work out.

Wednesday, August 4, 2021

I came across a passage in a book that described how the tourist industry is destroying the Florida Keys and it reminded me of Hawaii. Cursed as it was by its own willingness to sell itself, spreading its legs by the hour or the week. Renting its soul. That was his home. And since he could not save this place, he did what he could to save himself... (Mean High Tide - James W. Hall). It's pretty evident that many places around the globe are suffering from over crowded beaches, hiking trails, museums, etc. because these locations are attractive destinations for visitors. And for many locals, it means they can't enjoy the place they call home. Coral reefs are dying, there are crowds everywhere, and resources in communities are being stretched beyond their limits. And I honestly don't know what the solution is. And there are places I'd like to see so I am complicit as well.

On another note, I am sometimes surprised by the meanness of people. Even as I remind myself that I don't know what they may be going through, words can and do hurt.

Friday, July 30, 2021

Michael and I have decided to change banks. Currently, our accounts are at the "same" bank I worked at for several years. There are multiple reasons for making this difficult move, but our decision was made easier because we've been a bit unsatisfied with our current bank's service this past year.

Sean and Rose continue to house hunt and Chicago's housing market continues to be a challenge. I am hoping the right house eventually materializes and their offer is accepted. I get their frustration as we encountered a fair amount of house buying angst when we were looking a few years ago in Ann Arbor. The houses we were attracted to had multiple bids and we eventually decided to take a break from looking. And then the house we eventually purchased was listed, our offer was accepted, and the rest is history. Fortunately, they are not in a hurry.

I finally decided to use the workout feature instead of the Nike app on my Apple watch to track my walks. The Nike app wasn't reliable enough - it constantly stopped mid-walk or didn't record my walks. I have, however, been manually adding my walking stats to the Nike app for record keeping purposes. Maybe if I eventually get a new Apple watch, I'll try Nike again but for now I am enjoying the ease of just using the workout feature.

Tuesday, July 27, 2021

This week's lament... As the cases of Covid continue to rise again because of the Delta variant, I find myself grimacing whenever I think about the number of people who have chosen not to get vaccinated. For humanitarian reasons, hospitals have to treat unvaccinated patients with Covid, but I have to admit there is this tiny part of me that wishes hospitals could turn away people that are behaving so recklessly with not only their own health but the health of others. Given that many of the unvaccinated support Trump and/or the Republican party, perhaps there needs to be a campaign that says something like, " Stay alive and healthy so you can vote Biden out. Get vaccinated!" I have heard that some European countries are now only allowing vaccinated individuals into restaurants, and sporting and music events. Which despite seeming like a good way to motivate people to get vaccinated, would never work in the United States.

Michael and I ventured out on our first indoor social gathering this past Friday. Friends, who have a daughter that is on the US Olympic Rowing Team, invited us over to watch her heat. Michael was her high school coach. Her boat didn't place but it was still exciting to watch.

On Saturday, Butch, April, Michael, and I went to the Flint Museum of Art. It was Michael's first visit and he seemed impressed with not only the museum's collection and special exhibits, but also the galleries in general. Butch and April went to a glass blowing exhibition they were having. It was a nice way to spend the day.

We are still going to the neighborhood pool a few times a week. I swam 750 meters yesterday so am getting closer to my half mile goal. I worry a little about my neck positioning and the repetitive motion of swimming but so far I seem to be doing fine. I was inspired by a little kid in fins ripping across the pool a few weeks ago and am considering using a kickboard wearing fins to see how I like it. I've discovered it's pretty slow going using just the kickboard.

Wednesday, July 21, 2021

The drive home yesterday was fortunately uneventful traffic-wise. We made a stop in St Joseph to check out Silver Beach and a surf shop. The beach was pretty nice but extremely busy. Michael is considering a future visit, as apparently there is surf certain times of the year. Also the city looks like it has a lot of cute shops and restaurants. I found myself wondering, however, what it's like during the winter months.

I spent this morning unpacking, doing laundry, and doing quick clean-ups of the bathrooms. There is still a lot of housework to be done with my name on it but no urgency. One of many good things about retirement. At some point, however, we need to grocery shop and I also need to tackle some paperwork.

Kali seems very happy to have Michael and me home. Lots of lap-sitting, head butts, and purring.

Tuesday, July 20, 2021

Yesterday, Michael and I walked to the lakeshore. We took photos of Wrigley Field along the way. I happened to notice there is a Taco Bell Cantina across the street from the stadium - maybe a place to try on a future visit? Last night, however, we all went to Logan's Square for pizza and salad.

Michael and I return to Ann Arbor today. It's been a nice view days with Sean, Rose, and Porter. I've enjoyed listening to Porter carry on conversations and her toothless little grins can't help but make me smile. It's also been nice spending time with Sean and Rose. I am feeling oddly content.

Monday, July 19, 2021

We all went to Seafood City yesterday in search of Portuguese sausage. It's a large Filipino supermarket on North Elston that reminds me of Don Quijote in Hawaii. In part, I suspect, because of the large number of Filipinos shopping there, it even felt like being at Don Quijote. Michael didn't find Portuguese sausage, but did find pork hamonado which looks similar. I'll report back later on taste. We bought a few other items you can't find in our local supermarkets and visited the bakery adjacent to the store for some yummy pastries. Although I didn't purchase one, they had donuts and other pastries iced with purple frosting and I wondered if the color had some significance. Something to google later.

Unfortunately, we arrived home with a cranky tired baby who refused to sleep. It became a bit of an endurance contest with Sean and Rose trying to convince Porter to calm down and nap. I was glad to see them both able to find some humor in the situation. Throughout all this, Rose managed to make a nice dinner (sausage, slaw, and beans) while Sean (mostly) and I (briefly) took turns with Porter. She fortunately eventually fell asleep.

While all this was going on, Michael and I participated in the 2021 Tam Wong Family Reunion Zoom call. I did not attend the 2014 reunion that took place in Hawaii, so had not met most of the family members that participated. It was organized by Ipo, one of Michael's cousins (not sure how far removed), who I met while visiting Bern in Anchorage three years ago. It was interesting listening to Michael's relatives share some of the family history passed down from now deceased family members. There seems to be an interest in trying to document these memories for future generations. It was hard not to smile, however, as the more technically savvy suggested google docs as a way to collect these stories and it was evident many weren't familiar with this tool. It reminds me that my own family should also try to record as many memories as possible while we are still alive. A future project?

Sunday, July 18, 2021

The past few days in Chicago have been a blur. I thought Porter might be wary of Michael and me but she seems comfortable with us being here. We've been enjoying lots of Porter baby speak, giggles, and wide-eyed stares that make us smile. I rather like the thought of becoming a doting grandma as she gets older.

Friday night, we walked to a restaurant in Roscoe Village called John's and sat outside for dinner and drinks. They were kid friendly as evidenced by the number of families with children at other tables and were able to easily accommodate Porter's stroller. Yesterday, Michael and I walked a loop along the north branch of the Chicago River starting at Clark Park. There is a pedestrian/ bike path that crosses the river at one point that leads to another park (California Park). Chicago has done a pretty good job of providing green space in what would otherwise be a lot of concrete. And while there are warning signs to not go in the water, attempts to clean up the Chicago River are evident. Later, we all went to the Aloha Grill for a plate lunch fix. I always tell myself to order something else but I really like their teri-beef plate. And as usual, it was ono. All and all, a nice visit so far.

Thursday, July 15, 2021

Our neighbor's son apparently now owns a drum set. And he likes to play them. Constantly...

I always regret not going to my grandmother’s funeral. When she died in 1991, I was a branch manager at Michigan National Bank (now Bank of America). My district manager was difficult to deal with and I feared repercussions if I asked for the time off to go to North Carolina. I also missed my sister’s husband’s funeral (Florida) and another sister’s wedding (North Carolina) for work-related reasons. These incidents increased my resolve to put family first whenever possible. Fortunately, after I left the bank, I found myself in work situations that allowed me to work remotely, making it easier to take time off when needed. I will always be grateful that I was able to spend as much time as I did with my parents in the last few years of their lives.

Wednesday, July 14, 2021

I woke up a few hours after going to bed with a pain in my right outer thigh. I was sleeping, for god's sake, not out running a marathon. Is this another sign of old age? I was unsure about walking this morning but committed to a mile, limped the first quarter mile, then found my stride and walked 2.5 miles. I thought about going further but didn't want to push it. Particularly since we are leaving for Chicago in a few days.

In other health news, I finally purchased a new blood sugar meter. And much to my surprise, the readings on the new meter are about 30 points lower than my old meter, which is significant. I estimate that the old meter is more than ten years old and has not been tested for its accuracy in about the same number of years. I wish I had done something about my meter sooner as I have been struggling for years with how high my blood sugar readings are when I first wake up. And to find out now that they were likely lower is causing a bit of a mental stress because doctors have been relying on my meter readings to make decisions about medication dosage. And while I don't like to complain, having diabetes has been a bane on my existence ever since being diagnosed some 25-30 years ago. I think about the impact on my blood sugar level every time I eat or drink something. And I beat myself up on a regular basis for not doing more to control what I consume. I can't escape this and have learned to live with the reality that finger prickings will always be a part of my life. But I don't have to like it.

Monday, July 12, 2021

Our next door neighbors are landscaping their backyard. It's a pretty big project - their property slopes down (like ours) and they have put in a step-down terrace, plantings, and plan to lay sod today. They also are in the process of renovating their basement and recently finished renovating their home's main level. The amount of energy and hard work they have invested in all these projects is extremely impressive. I really admire their work ethic. And while Michael and I have never done renovations to the extent they are doing, it does remind me of all the work we did on our Chesterfield house to make it our home. We are fortunate that the home we currently live in doesn't need any major work but it's hard to live somewhere for more than a few years and not make changes or improvements. So we shall see...

Tuesday, July 6, 2021

I was thinking this morning about how many versions of myself there are. And is one of these versions the real me or are they all? I was acutely aware when I was still working that I sometimes felt like I was acting when I was in my workplace, playing a role my employer expected. And now that I am retired, I still find myself slipping into other versions of myself depending on who I am with or where I am. Apparently psychologists have a name for this: social selves. But that still doesn't answer my original thought about who the real me is. I know how I'd like to be perceived, but it would be interesting to ask ten people to describe me in a few words to see if their responses are similar. I might be surprised.

We are experiencing a bit of a heat wave this week. Temps are forecasted to approach 90 degrees today. And I am thankful that we have air conditioning.

Monday, July 5, 2021

Michael and I went to our first non-family gathering last night. Parents of two of the many kids that Michael coached invited us to their Independence Day firework's display. There were several other parents there from Michael's coaching days so it was like a mini-reunion of sorts for him. It was nice seeing people again. And the fireworks were really spectacular.

Friday night, Butch, April, Michael, and I went to Chelsea for a nice dinner at the Common Grill. Not only is Chelsea the home of Jiffy Mix, it also has a pretty vibrant downtown area. I'd like to go back during the day to explore some of its many shops.

We have plans to go to Chicago later this month. As much as I enjoy the photos of Porter that Sean and Rose post, I'd much prefer seeing her in person. Sean is also celebrating his birthday this month. In a few days, he will be 42 years old and it just doesn't seem possible.

We've been going to our community pool a few times a week. Michael has been swimming laps (equal to a mile) for exercise, so it's been nice having this resource so close by.

Wednesday, June 30, 2021

I am calling tonight's dinner freezer burn delight. I found nearly empty bags of icy chicken strips, meatballs, and green beans in the freezer that I prepared, added some rice, and voila, called it dinner. Only the best for Michael and me. Based on the amount of frost in each bag, it wouldn't surprise me if all these food items have been in our freezer for a year or more. Bonus is that I've freed up some much needed freezer space.

Costco texted me today to let me know my new glasses are ready. I plan to pick them up tomorrow. Hopefully, not only will the progressive lenses work out but also I won't look too dorky in them. They have rhinestones on the temples. I believe when I tried them on I said something like I'm not crazy about these rhinestones, but I think I can live with them. We shall see.

Tuesday, June 29, 2021

I have learned that when talking to one of my brothers to never end a comment about something with "blah, blah, blah" even if it seems appropriate to me. In a nod to Seinfeld, I am guessing saying "yada, yada, yada" would also not be considered acceptable. In the future, I will endeavor to come up with actual words even if I think they are boring, unimportant, repetitive, tedious, not worth saying because they are predictable, blah, blah, blah. Mmm, what about saying et cetera?

Along the same lines, I find myself wondering these days if I have anything of importance to say anyway. I can't begin to count the number of times male family members have spoken over me. Is anyone really listening?

Monday, June 28, 2021

I dreamt of going to a drive-in to watch a Rolling Stones concert. And grocery shopping with a cat that runs down aisles to check out other cats (obviously not Kali). And then I wake up from these twilight dreams to sharp razor-blade claws batting my face (obviously Kali). This is the life I live in my dreams crossing over into reality. Again…

I've been thinking a lot about my sisters lately and want to get together. I wonder if they might be open to lunch or dinner in the near future. I also wonder if they ever have similar thoughts. Maybe I just have too much time to think.

Friday, June 25, 2021

I ended up cutting my walk a little short this morning due to rain. Given how wet I got, saying the light-weight jacket I had on was water-resistent would be an overstatement. Next time, I'll have to remember to bring an umbrella.

We decided to take advantage of the rainy day to grocery shop. Our cashier turned out to be the grumpiest guy ever. He was actually tossing the groceries as he scanned them. I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from saying something sarcastic. I am pretty proud of myself, however, for fitting all the frozen food we purchased in our already full freezer.

Butch dropped by yesterday to show us his new bike. He built it himself and it's a beauty. I ended up tuning out, however, when he and Michael got into a discussion about handlebars, seats, and bicycle bags. Glad they have each other...

By the way, I am day drinking and binge watching McLeod's Daughters. Which reminds me, I also binge watched a series Sean introduced me to called The Sinner, which I perversely loved. I was amused that in the third season, the adversaries in the show used a cootie catcher to decide what terrible actions they would take. Creepy...

Tuesday, June 22, 2021

I went to Costco today and purchased new prescription glasses for the whopping price of $94.99. This includes progressive/transitional lenses. I could swear the last time I purchased glasses at a non-Costco venue, my glasses cost somewhere in the $400-$500 range. Is this truly a great deal or one of those it's too good to be true moments? I'll know in about a week when my glasses should be available for pickup.

I've added a Porter Aya page to this site. The plan is to use it for photos of our beautiful granddaughter. I am experiencing a bit of a learning curve currently but am confident I'll be a pro in no time. She sure is cute (said with no bias...).

Monday, June 21, 2021

You could say Father's Day was a non-event yesterday for Michael, but I did make him both breakfast and dinner. This effort may not count, however, as I would have prepared these meals anyway. I am not sure how Sean fared on his first Father's Day, but Rose did post a few amusing Father's Day themed photos of him and Porter on social media. That said, Sean's Father's Day card from us is still sitting on the dining room table unmailed. Oops...

I am reminded that Father's Day was sometimes an uncomfortable holiday in regards to my own father. If it fell on a Sunday that I was out of town, I'm embarrassed to admit feeling a bit relieved to not have the pressure of thinking of something to do with him. Even selecting a greeting card used to cause me some angst because the sentiments in many of them did not reflect the relationship I had with him growing up. Thankfully, the years since his death have given me an opportunity to re-evaluate my feelings towards him in a more positive way. Love was always there. Maybe it wasn't the storybook kind of father/daughter love, but a bond did exist.

Today is a cool blustery day. It rained on and off most of the night. I have the sliding glass doors open in our family room and the breeze blowing through the house reminds me of the trade winds in Hawaii - complete with the noise of tree branches and leaves rustling in the wind. It feels nice after the mugginess of the last few days.

Butch and April celebrated their 34th year of marriage yesterday. I still remember their wedding day. Another reminder that love exists and is sustaining.

Saturday, June 19, 2021

When bad dreams become reality…. Last night, I literally fell out of bed while dreaming that I stumbled on stairs after hearing a noise in a dark scary basement (not mine). I think what really happened is that I was in the middle of a weird dream and subconsciously heard the noise of Michael getting up to use the bathroom, incorporated the noise into my dream, and the rest is history. So in a way, it is Michael’s fault I fell out of bed. Right?

Yesterday afternoon, Michael and I went to the University of Michigan Museum of Art prior to going to dinner at Cottage inn. They just reopened to the public a few days ago. The last time I was at UMMA was on my birthday in September of 2019 and I found it quite pleasant to walk through their galleries once again. It looks like the Museum of Natural History is also reopening soon, which I’d also like to visit in the coming months.

My faith in the Nike app I use to track my walks continues to falter. On my walk this morning, it stopped tracking my mileage at 2.2 miles but continued to track my time and pace. Fortunately the activity tracker on my watch tracked how far I actually walked (4.1 miles) but I found myself asking myself why I continue to use this app when it’s so unreliable. Walks also occasionally just disappear or do not transfer from my watch to the Nike app on my phone. I realize in the scheme of things, these complaints are minor but this girl just wants to get credit for her exercise efforts!

Thursday, June 17, 2021

I walked to Butch and April's house this morning to get house keys and instructions for pet care while they are away this weekend, only to have Butch call me later to tell me they've decided not to go. They have a legitimate reason (I am being intentionally cryptic) but I feel badly that they won't be joining their daughter and other family for this little Father's Day get-away.

All Covid restrictions in Michigan will be lifted next week. At the same time, vaccination rates seem to have stalled out at about 61%. With the availabilty of the vaccine high, I find myself feeling pretty unsympathetic to people who choose not to get vaccinated and end up with Covid at this point. I am also wondering at what point I will feel comfortable not wearing a mask in places of business that have no mask requirements. Something to think about...

I am trying to decide if I should post my photos of Porter on Flickr or some other site that can be shared. It's not like I have had many opportunities to take photos but during both my visit to Chicago in April and Porter's visit to Ann Arbor last weekend, I did take a lot of photos. Something else to think about...

Wednesday, June 16, 2021

Kali is so much more relaxed with company gone. She's chilling right now in a sunny spot by the back patio door. I can't help but wonder what determines how cats react to strangers. Kali pretty much stays away but we have had cats that were super friendly (thinking of Willy right now).

Michael and I spent a few hours at the pool today. It was surprisingly uncrowded, which was nice. Having a neighborhood pool is a great resource for the families in this community. We certainly are enjoying the ability to just walk down the street to swim and sit by the pool.

Monday night, Michael and I went to the Gandy Dancer to celebrate our 49th anniversary. Michael worked there several years ago and it was a bit of a trip down memory lane. I am also happy to report that the Long Islands are really good.

I am pet-sitting starting Friday at Butch and April's house. They have a long family weekend planned up-north somewhere with Celina, Michael, Paul, and Michael's parents. I've never taken care of a dog before so I am hoping all goes well. (Bark, bark...)

Monday, June 14, 2021

Michael and I are celebrating 49 years of married life today. And our hearts are full of the family we created that now includes our tiny nearly eleven-week-old granddaughter, Porter. We were fortunate to have Sean, Rose, and Porter visit us in Ann Arbor this weekend. It was incredibly sweet for me to see Porter interact with not only her parents but also her grandpa. It was hard waving "bye-bye" this morning when they left to return to Chicago.

And to my husband of 49 years, you are like a complex vintage wine - mellowed with age with notes of spice and smoke. I love you and am looking forward to growing older with you. Kiss, kiss...

Thursday, June 10, 2021

Sean, Rose, and Porter arrive tomorrow. I plan to prep a few meals so that I won't be chained to the kitchen while they are here. I just finished making chicken enchiladas for tomorrow night. And plan to prep part of Saturday's dinner tomorrow before thay arrive.

This morning, Butch and I went to Lillie Park to watch the partial solar eclipse. Fortunately, I found the eclipse viewing glasses Joe gave me for the 2017 eclipse, which made a huge difference. I took a few so-so photos with my iPhone but mostly I just enjoyed hanging out with my brother in a damp field at the crack of dawn trying not to burn out my retinas.

Two down, thirty-eight visits to go... Michael and I went to the community pool on both Tuesday and Wednesday afternoon for about an hour each day. We got rained out on Tuesday and the pool was reserved for the swim team yesterday. We have no regrets, however, for becoming members.

Monday, June 7, 2021

Last week was relatively quiet after all the activity generated by Joe's visit. I caught up on both housework and paperwork. I also spent a morning with Butch visiting nurseries in the area. I finally found a nice sized ceramic pot that I liked that has little pockets on its sides for plants (sometimes called a strawberry pot). I put hens and chicks in the pockets and fescue in the opening on top and am happy with how it turned out. Yesterday, we moved Michael's potted herbs into a planting area adjacent to the back patio. I checked on them this morning and they seemed to have survived the move (so far). But now, the pots they were in are looking a little naked. It's tempting to plant them with some colorful annuals.

Michael and I also purchased a membership at our community pool. It's conveniently only a block away from our house. We calculated that we will need to go at least 40 times this summer to make it cost effective. I am not sure if that's a reasonable goal but we'll do our best. If nothing else, we are contributing to the non-profit that operates the pool.

Sean, Rose, and Porter are planning to visit this weekend. I must admit that I am really looking forward to seeing them.

Monday, May 31, 2021

Memorial Day... And a quick recap of the past few days.

Despite a steady rain and cool temperatures, on Friday, Butch, Joe, and I checked out the Lake Hudson Recreation Area. It was a bit of a drive from Ann Arbor but part of the interest in going there was that it is a designated Dark Sky Preserve offering excellent night sky viewing opportunities. Friday evening, Butch, April, Joe, Celina, and Donna joined Michael and me for dinner (chili, rice, coleslaw, and cornbread) at our house. Joe added a spice cake he ordered from a baker in the Saline area. So plenty of good company and food.

On Saturday, I joined Butch, April, and Joe for a visit to the Great Lakes National Cemetery, followed by a visit to the Flint Institute of Arts. It was a breezy blue-sky day and the sight of the flags that had been placed at each gravesite in honor of Memorial Day was a beautiful sight. After paying our respects to Dad, we headed to Flint. This was my first visit to the Flint Institute of Arts and I was impressed with the quality of the art work on display. We also went to a glass blowing demonstration, which I found really interesting (and dare I say entertaining).

Joe returned to Pittsboro yesterday. Michael and I caught up on some home and yard chores and took advantage of the sunny day by relaxing on our back patio. Today, we went to English Gardens Nursery and purchased bamboo and ceramic pots (for the bamboo). I also finally groomed the pots of succulents that wintered over in our basement and they are looking much better. Slowly, our back patio and yard are taking shape.

Thursday, May 27, 2021

Butch, Joe, Michael, and I went to the Detroit Institute of Arts today. It's been years since I've been to the DIA and I enjoyed wandering through its various galleries. I must say, however, that their contemporary art gallery was somewhat disappointing. It didn't seem like there was as much artwork on display as I recall from prior visits. Michael and I did, however, purchase a Motawi tile art piece from the museum's shop. Much to my surprise, it turns out that Motawi Tileworks is located in Ann Arbor. Reminder to self to add it to places I'd like to visit.

Following the DIA, we visited another Michigan tile company - Pewabic Pottery on Jefferson Avenue. It's a ceramic studio and school founded in 1903 that is known for its hand crafted tiles. Both Butch and I made small purchases. It's funny when I think back to all the years I've lived in the Ann Arbor area, how few times I went into downtown Detroit. Regardless, it was a good day.

Wednesday, May 26, 2021

Bending and lifting items remain iffy but I feel like each day my back pain lessens. I am just grateful to be mobile enough to join Joe and other family members on walks and other activities. Monday, we went to the Home and Garden Store in Ann Arbor and window shopped a few blocks on Main Street. This was followed by a nice dinner at Paesano's. Yesterday, we walked in the Barton Nature Trail area and ate a late lunch at the Northside Grill. And today we walked at Gallup Park. So no major hikes or feats of strength, just time spent together.

Monday, May 24, 2021

I managed to slip on the lower steps to the basement yesterday morning and injure my lower left back. The steps have loosely fitted carpeting on them so perhaps it was just a matter of time that someone (like me) would mistep. Needless to say, however, it's painful and especially so if I have to bend down for any reason. Even coughing hurts. I've read that it's good to keep moving so I'm trying to remain cautiously active. I went on a very short walk with Butch, April, and Joe yesterday and plan to get out today as well.

Traditional spicy mediterranean pizza from Cottage Inn has become a tradition when Joe is in town. We usually go to the downtown Ann Arbor Cottage Inn restaurant but decided on delivery last night. We added a few salads (Greek and Caesar) and had a nice meal at home catching up with each other. April and I also shared baby photos and videos of Porter and Paul. It's these simple ordinary things that add the most happiness to life these days.

Sunday, May 23, 2021

Elizabeth celebrated her first birthday yesterday and I must admit it was nice to see family again. The party was at Shannon and Darrel's home in Canton. In addition to several members from both Jerry's family and Darrell's family, Donna, Butch, April, and Joe also attended. I appreciated that not only was everyone present vaccinated but that they were also careful to wear their masks around Joel and Elizabeth.

Joe arrived yesterday from North Carolina and is staying at Butch and April's house. I am hoping to have the opportunity to spend some time with him while he is in the area. He doesn't have an agenda so I've been thinking about things we may be able to do and haven't come up with much. There are the usuals like walks in the parks in the area, visiting dad's grave, etc. Unfortunately, all the Universty of Michigan's museums are closed. I've heard, however, that REI is having a big sale, so there is that...

Saturday, May 22, 2021

I had a weird experience last night. I fell asleep around 6:30pm and woke up about an hour and a half later and thought it was morning. I got up and made the bed, fed the cat, took my morning meds, and started a load of laundry. I even remarked to Michael that it seemed darker out than usual. I was about to work out in the basement and finally realized it was evening not morning when I looked at my Apple watch. Yikes...

I spoke to Leslie, Michael's niece, a few days ago. Unfortunately, this past year has been particularly stressful for her and her daughter's family. Her daughter's relationship with her spouse became extremely volatile and deteriorated to the extent that they lost custody of their children. Leslie is hoping that she will eventually be able to gain custody of her grandchildren but in the interim life is very unsettled for all of them. My heart goes out to both Leslie and her family. Sadly, I don't see a smooth path forward for them.

On Thursday, Butch and I went to Belle Isle. Some years ago, I'd been to the island for a few regattas and remembered the beach area, yacht club, and fishing pier. I also recalled how run down and trashy everything looked and that none of the restrooms were open. In 2014, it became a state park as part of a lease agreement with the City of Detroit. What a transformation. Restrooms are now open and clean. And several of Belle Isle's old attractions have been restored including its aquarium, conservatory, and memorial fountain. Unfortunately due to Covid, we were unable to visit the conservatory and the aquarium but we were able to walk through the gardens and other parts of the park's interior. I wish I could go back in time and see what Belle Isle was like in its heyday. It had to have been pretty spectacular and I am glad to see that so much of its former glory is in the process of being restored.

Monday, May 17, 2021

I've been able to sit comfortably on our back patio these past few days in a tank top, shorts, and flip flops. Definitely my kind of weather. I have also finally felt confidant enough to move the succulents and a potted palm that have been wintering over in the house outside. My final assessment on the use of the grow light is that it kept my succulents alive but some of them got really leggy. I have to remind myself, however, that some of my succulents also got leggy in Hawaii where they had the benefit of sunny warm days all year.

Michael and I took Kali to the vet Friday for her annual wellness visit and rabies shot. She's in decent health for her age. The vet prescribed some ointment for otitis in her right ear. The vet also noted that she has lost a few teeth and that while she is neither overweight or underweight, she has a very round belly. You know how they say, animals and their owners start to look alike after a while...

Rose's mother, Jackie, is heading to Chicago on Thursday to visit Sean, Rose, and Porter. I am betting that she is beyond happy with anticipation right now. I personally can't wait to visit again. Mmm, maybe it's a good thing I can't just easily pop over to see them - I'd shortly become an annoying grandma.

Thursday, May 13, 2021

Vaccinations are now available to anyone aged twelve and older. And while older adults actively sought to be vaccinated, vaccination rates for 18-49 year-olds is pretty shameful. Some of my unvaccinated family members fall in this category. When asked why, they say things like "it's my right, it's my body." If we all lived in a vacuum and there was no chance of contact with others, I'd agree. But we don't and it disturbs me because reasons to get vaccinated far outweigh perceived "rights." Getting vaccinated benefits society at large, allowing businesses and schools to reopen more safely. And on a more personal level, it allows safer contact with family members. I got the sense from comments one of my unvaccinated nephews made that he was somewhat indignant when told by his sister that he wasn't welcome to come in contact with her young children. And I say good for her.

Recently purchased herbs, ornamental grasses, and other perennials have either been planted or placed in pots. A small Japanese maple Michael purchased yesterday found a new home in our backyard. I like that it adds a punch of color to an otherwise mostly green landscape. Today, Michael scored several ostrich ferns that someone left on the curb in front of their house with a note that said "take me home." It will take a few years for plants to fill out or spread but we are off to a good start.

Wednesday, May 12, 2021

Today is the one year anniversary of Aimee's death and Donna posted a few very nice tributes to her on social media this morning. I expect that Donna is experiencing a rush of new feelings over her death. Elizabeth also posted comments last night about her own grief over personal losses this past year. My heart goes out to both of them. Fortunately, while the sadness and grief that come with a loss may diminish over time, the memories will always remain. We live in a bittersweet world.

Tuesday, May 11, 2021

The sunshine these past few days is deceptive. More sweatshirt than tank top weather. The years we spent in Hawaii spoiled me as I look forward to warmer temps in the days to come.

Sunday, May 9, 2021

I got a Mother's Day upgrade from takeout McDonald's this morning to a huge breakfast at the Northside Grill. And my bacon was crisped to perfection. Knowing how much of a homebody Michael is on weekends, I appreciate him putting on his going-out jeans and shoes and leaving the house.

I have to admit to feeling a bit weepy these past few days. Not an easy feat with how dry my eyes are normally. Thoughts about mom's loss developed into an undefinable sadness. There's always been a place of longing and melancholy within me that dwells just below the surface. It's the same place that all my insecurities lie. And as I whisper to myself, I am okay, I am, really...

Saturday, May 8, 2021

Michael and I ended up going to Abbott's Nursery yesterday and we purchased lavender, basil, hens and chicks, and an arbor vitae. I am toying with the idea of creating a rock garden in a sloped area by the stone steps leading to the lower part of our backyard. It would require, however, getting some medium sized rocks from somewhere. I still remember digging up rocks at Bern's house on Merkle for my planting areas in the yard of our old house on Chesterfield. I've said it before, but I'd love to be able to visit our old yard to get cuttings from some of the plants we left behind. And maybe some of my old rocks, too.

Mother's Day is tomorrow. I've never personally considered it much of a holiday but it did seem to matter to Mom and I've found myself thinking a lot about her lately. There are so many new things in my life I'd like to share with her. It makes me a little sad that she and Porter will never know each other. I always felt that way about Michael's dad never getting to know Sean as well. But perhaps Sean at least got to know a little about his grandfather through Michael's eyes. And I feel like Sean and Rose honored his memory by passing on his middle name to Porter.

The only Mother's Day tradition I have (if two-three years are long enough to create a tradition) is going to McDonald's for breakfast. Perhaps, in honor of my mother, I should start buying a hanging basket for our front porch - something I and my siblings used to do for Mom on Mother's Day. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think she liked yellow begonias.

Friday, May 7, 2021

Michael and I went to a few nurseries east of Ann Arbor yesterday. While he looked at ornamental grasses, Japanese maples, and arbor vitae, I looked at perennials, herbs, and succulents. We experienced a bit of sticker shock at the cost of plants that makes me even more grateful for the hostas and ferns April and Tricia shared with us last year. We ended up not buying any plants or trees, but I feel a little better informed about what's available and what it's going to cost. We may take a look at Abbott's as well for comparison in the coming days.

In addition to plants, we also looked at the trellises, fountains, birdhouses, and the yard "art" items on display at English Gardens. There was a rather whimsical kinetic metal piece that caught my eye. And I was tempted... I will also admit that I am secretly attracted to peace and friendship poles. By the way, Michael ultimately succumbed to buying a birdhouse to add to his growing collection.

Wednesday, May 5, 2021

I dropped by Butch and April's house on Sunday. Celina, Michael, and Paul were there to celebrate April's birthday. When I arrived they were in the middle of a late lunch so I felt a little like a party crasher. I enjoyed spending time, however, with them. It was especially nice to watch Celina and Michael interact with their son, Paul. He's now five months old and full of energy and baby grins.

Yesterday, I met Butch at the Pittsfield Preserve. We took a walk down a few of the trails but mostly walked on the paved path along Textile Road. A lot of talking and walking, listening to frogs and bird sounds, and enjoying the trees, marshes, and fields.

Sunday, May 2, 2021

I finished watching the first three episodes of the 4th season of The Handmaid's Tale yesterday and I have to admit it is one of my all time favorite TV series. It's one of the few shows I actually watch versus semi-watch while doing other things. And it helps that I love Elizabeth Moss.

Last night, Michael and I ventured out for dinner at Knights (Dexter Rd location) with Butch and April to celebrate April's birthday. We sat outside. It was windy and on the cool side but I was warm enough in my jacket. The wind, however, was a bit of a problem - especially when I was eating my salad. I watched several pieces of lettuce fly off my plate before I had a chance to stab them with my fork. But, nevertheless, it was nice to get out and have dinner and a drink with family. A touch of ordinary.

When I made breakfast this morning, I fried potatoes with onions in an effort to use up more of the 10lb bag of potatoes I bought at Sam's Club last week. So far I've made stew and potato salad. It looks like I need to step up my efforts.

The sun is out and it looks like we are going to have a beautiful day...

Friday, April 30, 2021

It's hard to believe that it has only been two weeks since I last saw Sean, Rose, and Porter. It feels much longer. I called Sean today and could hear Porter fussing in the background and it made me smile. She is one month old today. It sounds like they have settled into a routine of sorts to deal with feedings, diaper changes, and sleep loss. I wished Sean and Rose a Happy Anniversary yesterday and they both admitted they had forgotten. Not surprising, as I'm pretty sure their recent focus on parenting supercedes all else. I really miss my Chicago family.

Tuesday, April 27, 2021

I set out today to find peace in the warm sun, the skies, and tulips and discovered it was residing within me already. Temperatures were in the low 80's and I spent most of the day outdoors. This morning, I walked County Farm Park's very familiar trails, my thoughts only interrupted occasionally by fellow walkers. This afternoon, I sat on our back patio and read, did crossword puzzles, and chatted with Michael about the yard and how much we are both smitten with Porter. Even Kali seems to be enjoying the warmer weather. She has been sitting in front of the screen door looking out at the back yard for the past hour.

Sunday, April 25, 2021

After shopping at Sam's Club today, I now own bone conduction headphones. I've never found earbuds particularly comfortable so am hoping these work out for me.They paired easily with my iPhone, which I'm taking as a good sign.

I also came home with a 10lb bag of potatoes, which for two people is a lot of potatoes. Fortunately, I did a little research and discovered that if you partially cook potatoes they can be frozen so if it doesn't look like I'll use them before they start to spoil, I have options. I made stew today.

Thursday, April 22, 2021

My attempts at writing are like the artwork of a fledgling artist that hasn't figured out how to fill his/her canvas yet. It frustrates me at how forced my efforts are at times. I've made starts on a few stories over the years that are still just that, starts. Fortunately, I only write for myself.

The snow has melted but the nightly cold continues. It's been rough for the daffodils and tulips - the weight of the snow and ice bowed them over and while some of the tulips perked up, the dafodils are a loss. I may cut them and put them in a vase so I can enjoy them for a few more days.

I loaded several photos of Porter on the digital frame in the family room. I smile everytime I look at her beautiful little face. I wish we lived a little closer but a half day's drive isn't too bad. I have hopes we will be able to see her, Sean, and Rose again soon. And to quote A.A.Milne - Piglet asks, "How do you spell love?" Pooh answers, "You don't spell love, you feel it."

Tuesday, April 20, 2021

It's snowing, it's snowing! Trees and plants are covered in white. “Snow in April is abominable,“ said Anne. “Like a slap in the face when you expected a kiss.” L.M. Montgomery (Anne of Ingleside)

Monday, April 19, 2021

Sometimes, my siblings surprise me. Events in their lives are not my stories to tell but their courage to sieze opportunities inspires me. I am also proud of the grit and sense of independence shown by my sisters as they live their lives. Particularly when you take into consideration the lack of respect for women shown by our father growing up.

Over this past weekend, I took advantage of the nice weather to check out our yard. The tulips and daffodils I planted last fall are blooming. Most of the trees have leaves again or are in bloom. The hosta divisions I received from Tricia and April have pushed their way through the ground and I have hopes that in a few years they will be lush and full. Ditto on the ferns April gave us last year. Many of our herbs survived winter and it's nice to see the pots of rosemary, oregano, and parsley looking healthy and green. Spring is definitely here. Dare I mention, however, that snow is in the forecast tomorrow?

We did a major shop today at Meijer in response to a very empty refrigerator. I cleaned all the refrigerator's shelves and trays yesterday and organized its meager contents. I'd like to believe that we will do a better job keeping refrigerated items organized going forward, but experience has shown that at some point, items go wherever there's a space.

As expected, my covid test was negative.

Sunday, April 18, 2021

I returned to Ann Arbor from Chicago earlier than planned on Friday. I woke up Thursday morning with a drippy nose and a sense of dread that I might have exposed Porter to something. While hoping initially that I had hay fever in response to the trees and shrubs in Sean's neighborhood bursting into bloom, I am leaning now towards a possible cold. I have no idea on its source as the only people I've been in contact with in the ten days prior to the onset of symptoms are Michael, Sean, Rose, and Porter. The only other option I can think of is that I may have touched a surface somewhere and touched my face. I accept I will never know what's going on with me, but remain concerned about any possible germs I might have passed on. I am also appreciative that Michael rushed to Chicago to provide a ride back to Ann Arbor. As an extra precaution, I got covid tested yesterday.

So my lovely time with Sean, Rose, and Porter ended in a flurry of worry for me. I will not rest easily for the next few days, at which time I am hoping to sigh in relief that no one else wakes up with a drippy nose.

Tuesday, April 13, 2021

Sean received his second covid vaccine yesterday. Other than feeling tired and achy, he seems to be doing fine. I am happy that our small "pod" is finally fully vaccinated. It gives me a little more peace of mind.

Porter is slowly adjusting to a schedule of sorts, although she still has loud cranky moments, particularly in the evening. She's very alert and yes, I think she is brilliant and I am clearly smitten.

After a week of not getting any exercise, I've started walking again. I've walked along a nearby path that is adjacent to the Chicago River a few times. And yesterday, I walked to Southport Ave. and looped back to Sean and Rose's place on Belmont Ave. It's been a bit cool but it's felt nice to be outdoors. I noticed yesterday, Sean and Rose have hand weights. You never know, maybe I'll get ambitious and give them a whirl.

Sunday, April 11, 2021

Days seem to run together and I find myself almost surprised it is suddenly Sunday. I plan to be in Chicago through next week. I am relieved that Sean and Rose seem comfortable letting me care for Porter when they need to go out to run errands or just need a few extra hours of sleep. I am appropriately described as another set of arms...

Porter had her nails clipped today after Sean noticed a small scratch on her face. She looks around a lot and I feel like she studies my face occasionally when I am holding her. I'll certainly miss her when I return to Ann Arbor. I realize when I come back to visit, she will have no idea who I am but hopefully with her increasing recognition of people and enough visits, she'll someday figure it out.

Saturday, April 10, 2021

My heart goes out to Sean and Rose as they cope with somewhat sleepless nights of caring for an often cranky Porter. In contrast, during the day, life with Porter is pretty calm. Admittedly, I don't fully understand the dynamics behind this night vs.day dichotomy, but the struggle is real. Meanwhile, Friend (their cat) has secretly befriended me and has been snuggled beside me for the last few hours. Any warm port in a storm...

Sean and Rose have wonderfully supportive friends that have been dropping off meals. Last night, we feasted on shrimp and grits, spinach salad, and cookies for dessert. They also received a pan of lasagna, which was frozen for another night.

Porter went on her first stroller outing yesterday. We walked to Four Star so Sean's studio mates could ooh and aah over a blissfully sleeping Porter. I loved seeing these men melting a little at the sight of their friend's tiny sleeping baby.

In other related news, Michael returned to Ann Arbor yesterday. We bought a transponder for our car a few days ago so we could use the EZ Pass lanes on toll roads, as I expect we will be travelling more to Chicago in the coming months. We have also been talking about heading to North Carolina at some point to visit Joe and I believe a portion of the highway in Virginia or West Virginia may be a toll road. By the way, Michael was warmly received by an affectionate (and desperate for love) Kali cat when he got home last night. Kids and pets, you just have to love them...

Thursday, April 8, 2021

After sleeping most of the day, at about 8pm last night Porter was a force to be reckoned with. She very loudly vocalized her displeasure on and off until the wee hours of this morning. Feedings and diaper changes seemed to help for brief interludes but much of the night was spent rocking an unhappy baby and watching TV on mute. The house is quiet this morning with Rose and Sean trying to get some much needed sleep.

Michael and I took a short walk around the Roscoe Village neighborhood yesterday; enjoying both the warm weather and the chance to get out. I am not sure what the architectural style in this area is called but there are lots of narrow brick and sided single family homes mixed in with duplexes and old apartment buildings. Thinking about this, I realize that every city we have lived in or visited seems to have it's own vibe and look.

Sharon, one of my walking friends in Nui Valley, called me this morning to catch up on both family and neighborhood news. As always, I enjoy the good dose of local she provides (if that makes sense). I am feeling fortunate that after a year of me moving back to Michigan, she still calls me occasionally. And also, I get to laugh a lttle at myself as I hear myself slipping into a little local speak.

Wednesday, April 7, 2021

We arrived in Chicago safely yesterday. A decision not to use the Skyway because we weren't sure if we had enough toll change made for a stressful drive. We often found ourselves blocked in our lane by walls of semis and couldn't see signage. Fortunately Maps provided directions on what lane we should be in to navigate our way up 94, but it was evident Michael's stress level was off the charts. I joked that my brother Butch, who used to drive a lot for his job, would be drinking coffee and changing the station on the radio while driving in the same conditions.

It is really nice to be here with a very tired Rose and Sean. Babies are a lot of work. Porter slept peacefully much of the afternoon after we arrived but by late evening would have put congress to shame with her seemingly endless vocalization (aka screeching). We took turns holding her until she finally quieted down while Rose fed her. I am guessing having extra bodies in the house is just enough of a change in Porter's routine and sense of normalcy that life suddenly felt a little off kilter. Or she was just having a bad evening. The family may try breaking in her stroller today. I recall the motion of the stroller seemed to be soothing to newborn Sean so here's hoping it works for Porter as well. I am just glad to be having this opportunity to share some moments with them all.

Monday, April 5, 2021

Rose posted this while she was still hospitalized last week and it was reassuring to me to hear how much Sean has stepped up to the plate to care for Porter. "I don’t like to give men credit for doing what they should do, but also my dude is knocking domestic life out of the park right now. Normalize this because misogyny is garbage and we weren’t meant to do any of this alone. It’s not rocket science to see or ask where you can step in and make someone’s life easier! Please teach your sons, it will not only get them laid it is the foundation for collective good." Well said, Rose. I used to grit my teeth whenever I would hear a father saying he's "babysitting" his child.

Michael and I head to Chicago tomorrow to see our granddaughter. Quite honestly, I am also feeling pretty happy about visiting with Sean and Rose. Due to Covid, it's been more than six months since we have seen them. Also, this will be our first trip to Chicago since moving back to Ann Arbor last year.

Saturday, April 3, 2021

Rose and Porter were released from the hospital on Friday, not Thursday, and are now home. I continue to ooh and aah at each photo Sean or Rose posts and am looking forward to meeting Porter in person. To that end, Michael and I are planning to drive to Chicago on Tuesday. Also, I'd like to mention, that I am grateful for the science behind the covid vaccines that is making this visit possible. Michael received his 2nd vaccine on Thursday. Thank you Pfizer.

Today would have been my parent's 73rd wedding anniversary. Their relationship often distressed me but as I get older, I think I understand it better. They cared about each other when it counted, especially in the last few years of their lives when their health declined. Love takes many forms and is sometimes difficult.

Tuesday, March 30, 2021

Just when you think you know love, someone so little and precious comes along to remind you just how big love really is. (author unknown)

Porter Aya made an appearance at 2:55am this morning, weighing 6lbs 12oz and is 20 inches long. Rose ended up having a C-section after several hours of labor and is doing fine. She will be released from Northwestern Medicine Prentice Women's Hospital on Thursday. Sean is staying at the hospital with Rose and Porter, which I personally think is a great arrangement.

Michael and I are beyond happy with this new addition to our family. Her name has a special significance to the Dove family as Porter is Michael's dad's middle name. I am not 100% sure what the significance of Porter's middle name is. Rose mentioned, however, that Aya is Hebrew for bird and I know that she is part Jewish on her mother's side. Love, love, love...

Friday, March 26, 2021

Yesterday, I got a TDAP booster in anticipation of visiting Sean and Rose after Porter is born. I am planning to stay a few weeks to help them with diaper changes, cooking, cleaning, laundry, and whatever else is needed. I am feeling really lucky that Sean and Rose seem comfortable with me visiting. I hope they feel the same way after I have been there a few days (wink, wink).

Earlier this week, Michael, Butch, and I went to the Toledo Art Museum. Wayne Thiebaud, one of Michael's favorite artists, has an exhibit of his paintings, drawings, and prints, marking his 100th birthday. This was our first museum outing in over a year and it was nice to get out. I also felt fairly comfortable as there were very few people in the galleries so social distancing was not an issue. And I must admit, being fully vaccinated helps.

Bern arranged weekly Sunday Zoom calls for the Pedit siblings a few weeks ago. It was nice to visit with the brothers and sisters that have been able to join the two calls he's set up so far. I am not sure about sustainability, but plan to participate whenever I can.

It is officially spring in Michigan and we've enjoyed a mix of sunny warmish days and cloudy coolish days - pretty typical weather for this time of year. I am also reminded that Michael and I have been here for more than year at this point. We both have definitely been trying to spend as much time as possible outside, weather permitting, as evidenced by the five new patio chairs we've purchased this month.

Thursday, March 18, 2021

The accountant is filing our federal and state (both Michigan and Hawaii) tax returns this week. I have struggled with giving up control of this task but when I saw the sheer volume of the paperwork generated to address not only our tax returns, but also the sale of our house, I felt some relief that I didn't have to deal with it. In other financial news, our stimulus checks were direct deposited to our account yesterday. Somewhat related, Michael spent time today researching kayaks.

I am calling yesterday's weather part of our Spring of Deception as temps were fairly temperate. In contrast, today is cold and windy. I recognize it is still technically winter but each fairly decent day we have, gives me hope that the worst of winter is over.

We inherited a cardboard box full of product manuals and old invoices when we purchased our current home. In the past year, we've added to the box. Searching through the box for information on one of our appliances turned into a deep dive and has motivated me to organize the box's contents. To that end, I bought a file box and hanging files today and initially planned to file product paperwork alphabetically. Michael mentioned, however, it might be more logical to file by category instead - kitchen appliances, furniture, plumbing, etc. Makes sense to me. I am, however, calling this small project March Madness 2021...

Monday, March 15, 2021

Growing up the way I did, made me want to have more. It made me believe I deserved more. Does that make me arrogant? I don’t know.

And then there is this.

Me this morning: What was that noise a few minutes ago?

Michael: What noise? What did it sound like?

Me: Like someone tightening a pipe. (Imitates noise)

Michael: Um, I was playing my guitar.

Me: Oh, sorry. (laughing)

Just another “oops” moment in the life of Sugar…

Friday, March 12, 2021

This is what I am thinking about today. With the potential availability of covid vaccines for all adults by May, I’ve started revisiting the idea of having some kind of family get-together, perhaps in late summer. I am not sure how to handle, however, family members who choose not to get vaccinated. My concern is mostly the potential for exposure they may pose to unvaccinated young children that may attend. The last thing I’d want is to host a super spreader event. Do you ask unvaccinated adult family members to wear masks? There is also the possibility by late summer there will be instant result covid test kits available so you can screen people. It feels a little crazy to be even thinking about this now but I’d want family members to feel safe. Or am I being overly cautious and overthinking this issue?

Thursday, March 11, 2021

Michael got his first of two Pfizer vaccines today at the Michigan Stadium. Woohoo!

Wednesday, March 10, 2021

There's a TV show called New Amsterdam that would bring me to tears just about everytime I watched it if I was able to tear up. The ongoing story lines and the characters hit a chord with me. The main character's tag line is "How can I help?" and I appreciate the compassion and humanity that's shown on the show.

Bern and I were talking about our childhoods this morning. Particularly the impoverished years in North Platte when Mom did her best to feed, house, and clothe us on very limited funds from Dad. There was a lot of peanut butter and day old bread in our diet. Dad was in Asia somewhere and it was only when he was home that food became more plentiful. I always wondered how much awareness my younger siblings had of our living conditions.

Tuesday, March 9, 2021

Sean and Rose hosted a virtual baby shower on Zoom this past Sunday. It was heartwarming to see the faces of the many family members that participated. And I felt the love they have for Sean, Rose, and their future baby, Porter. Afterwards, I found myself reminiscing about my own pregnancy with Sean. I recalled dreams I used to have about my future children and there were always two - one son and one daughter. The daughter was older and the more Asian looking of the two - long dark hair and dark eyes. The son looked similar to how Sean looked as a toddler - fair with light hair and bluish eyes. I have an image of the older sister reading to her younger brother on front porch steps. Crazy pregnancy hormones? Was the dark haired daughter really me? I like to think, however, that my dreamworld created her to watch over Sean.

This is me trying to make sense of my nocturnal wanderings. However, sometimes dreams are just dreams.

Wednesday, March 3, 2021

I just thought I should mention that one good thing about wearing face coverings is that they cover my old lady jowls. I really need to find the right angle for photos these days.

Michael and I walked the loop at Gallup Park today. The sun felt really nice. Most of the snow has melted in the grassy areas but there is still ice along the shorelines. We saw a lot of waterfowl out on the water - swans, ducks, and geese. And in a "it's a small city" moment, we crossed paths with Darcy, not only one of my brother's past girlfriends but also one of our son's high school teachers.

"By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again." - Neil Gaiman, Odd and Frost Giants

Monday, March 1, 2021

The Doves moved back to Michigan in mid-March a year ago. This past year hasn't been the year I expected when we were making plans to move, but despite Covid we are doing okay. Temps are finally inching in the right direction. Yesterday, it was actually warm enough to spend time on our back patio enjoying a fire Michael had made in his Solo. The rosemary and parsley we planted last year survived winter and the tulips and daffodils I planted in the fall are starting to push their way up through the soil. Seasonal change is definitely in the air, something I didn't experience as much while living in Hawaii.

Michael and I went to Butch and April's house Saturday evening. Celina, Michael and baby Paul were visiting. It was good to see eveyone and to see how much Paul has grown since the last time I saw him, which was shortly after he was born (December). He's a pretty cute little guy and I don't blame him for expressing his displeasure to the old lady stranger (me) holding him for a few minutes. His bottom lip quiver made me smile but I am hoping that when he gets a little older he won't find me as scary.

I received my echocardiogram results a few days ago and despite all the medical jargon it sounds like my valvular issues are pretty minor. Which if true is a relief. After my first echo at Queen's five years ago, I've worried, I suspect more than I should have. And now I am not sure why. I should be hearing from my PCP at some point to go over the results.

Wednesday, February 24, 2021

We are finally enjoying a reprieve from Mother Nature. These past few days, it's been sunny with temps in the 40's. It's hard to not be in a good mood with weather like this.

Last summer I had a nodule on my left foot that eventually went away on its own. It has mysteriously returned and I'd love to know what the cause is. Weird...

I had an echocardiogram yesterday for an ongoing heart valve issue and had an epiphany of sorts when I realized that an echo and an ultrasound are basically the same procedure. By the way, I am not having any immediate issues that I am aware of. My doctor put in the order for the test after a recent well visit.

After my echo yesterday, Michael and I ate lunch at the Northside and then took a drive that included a stop at Dexter Huron Metropark. We took a short hike through the snow, which was slow going but beautiful never-the-less. I took a few photographs (shocker!) and even saw deer grazing in the woods.

I got a haircut today, which in combination with the nice day has left me feeling a little springy.

Tuesday, February 23, 2021

Shannon posted this on Facebook six years ago after my father died. "He was a classic "grumpy old man". He never ceased to find something to complain about. But, he was also very devoted to family - his wife, his kids, and his grandkids. When we were toddlers and would fall and hurt ourselves, he would say that we hurt the floor more than ourselves and would find a blemish in the floor to make his case. It was so ridiculous it always made us laugh and forget that we fell down. This grump will be missed."

I always appreciate reading or hearing the perceptions other family members or acquaintances have about Dad. And I love the anecdote Shannon shared because I imagine the Dad I remember saying something like, "Stop your crying or I'll give you something to cry about." And I say this with a smile on my face. The old grump is missed.

Saturday, February 20, 2021

We are still living in a snowy cold white world. And I had a moment of clarity yesterday afternoon when I walked outside and thought it actually felt a little balmy. It was a sunny 26 degrees.

It feels like this week sped by, which is odd because it wasn't particularly busy. Time is an interesting concept as it's both finite and infinite depending on the circumstances. My deep thought this Saturday...

I received my second Covid vaccination yesterday. After hearing horror stories about side effects from acquaintances, I am happy that other than feeling a little tired and achy when I woke up this morning, I am fine. I mostly feel fortunate that I was able to get the vaccine when so many others are still waiting for vaccines to become more readily available.

Tomorrow, Dad will have been dead six years. Like many people, he was a complicated man. I didn't always like how he treated others, especially Mom, but deep down I believe that he had a good heart. And I feel badly that he died alone. There is a part of me that feels like I should visit his gravesite but when Michael questioned why, I didn't have a good answer. Somehow just saying because he was my father didn't seem like enough.

Tuesday, February 16, 2021

Michael walked into the house after clearing the driveway and sidewalks this morning and simply said, "lot of snow." Words that pretty much sum up the snow accumulation we got overnight. Our roads have not been plowed so driving looks a little dicey.

Sean called us last night and we chatted for quite awhile. It was nice hearing his voice and catching up. Other than some back pain, Rose is doing well. Carrying a lot of extra weight in one spot isn't easy so it's not surprising she's uncomfortable. Fortunately, a new child makes up for most preganacy discomfort. And her April due date is getting closer.

Monday, February 15, 2021

Snow, snow, snow... I am feeling a little like a prisoner of the weather and am missing walking outdoors. I tell myself to just bundle up and do it but it's pretty damn cold and I do have some concerns about icy walkways. Temps are still spiraling down and we are expecting 7 plus inches of snow tonight. But there is a possible reprieve, as I just heard the weatherman say the "thirties" are coming next week. Woo-hoo...

Michael, Butch, April, and I ventured out Friday evening to celebrate the boys' birthdays. We went to Paesano's for an early dinner and while it was nice to go to a restaurant for a meal, I realized what used to be an ordinary activity is no more. It's hard to not consider risk factors every time I step into a business, whether it be a store or a doctor's office. All I can do is remain cautious, wear my mask, and social distance. That said, I am scheduled to receive my second vaccination on Friday and it does ease my fears a little. I only wish Michael and other older family members were able to also get appointments for the vaccine. Supplies unfortunately cannot meet the demand.

And just to inject a little humor today for all the pet owners out there. Early this morning, Michael, who was still in bed, advised me that Kali had barfed on the floor on both sides of the bed. I cleaned up what I could see but when I went back to make the bed after Michael got up, I stepped in some barf and noticed small amounts on the two area rugs in the room. I threw the rugs in the washer and returned to finish making the bed and was perplexed when I spotted more barf on the floor. Mystery solved, our little princess had barfed on the side of the duvet that was on the bed and it was falling in clumps on the floor. I had just changed the duvet cover the day before so I said a few choice words as I stripped it off the comforter to be washed. Just another day in the life of being a fur baby parent.

Friday, February 12, 2021

Porter Aya, a name so full of meaning. I like it.

Michael celebrates his 73rd birthday today and it started with both of us feeling a little sentimental about the future and new beginnings. In a few months time, with the arrival of spring, a new person will be joining our family. And while Covid may hamper our ability to spend as much time with Sean, Rose, and baby Porter as we'd like, life is filled with so much potential right now, I am feeling hopeful.

Tuesday, February 9, 2021

Yesterday morning I visited four places in four hours and had two Covid heath screenings that included temperature checks. My dentist appointment was fairly lengthly - between xrays, gum measurements, cleaning, and finally an exam and vist with Dr. Kennedy, I was there about 90 minutes. $290 later (my share after insurance was estimated), I headed to East Ann Arbor Health Clinic for bloodwork. My next stop was the post office followed by grocery shopping at Kroger. I'd say it was a fairly productive morning.

Despite the cold weather and snow, I am seeing more birds in the backyard. Other than a few cardinals, however, I can't say I know what they are. One may be some kind of woodpecker. Where is Butch when I need him?

I am not sure what I'm doing today. I suspect I'll end up staying home although I do have a couple of errands I'd like to run. It's a shame it is so cold, as it's a sunny, bright day.

Sunday, February 7, 2021

Drum roll please... I finally started putting artwork on the walls in both my office and the guest room. I even hung a few small prints in the half bathroom (aka Kali's bathroom). It's only a start as I still have empty walls and more artwork to hang but it's progress.

Temperatures these past few days are the lowest they have been all winter. We also have snow on the ground. Michael used the snowblower for the first time this winter a few days ago. And we haven't left our house/yard in three days, not a coincidence.

Tomorrow I have my first dental appointment in over a year. I brush and floss but know I could do a better job so am hoping the cleaning and exam go smoothly. With Covid still a factor, Michael and I decided to return to the same dental practice we used prior to the move to Hawaii. Unfortunately, however, they do not participate in the dental plan we have through Blue Cross so coverage is minimal. A bit of a conundrum.

Thursday, February 4, 2021

Sean posted this on Twitter today and my heart broke all over again...

" In 2018 I felt a small bump on the right side of my jaw. It felt weird but went on with my life. Months later I could feel it had grown, after a lot of procrastinating I went to the doctor. He said come back in a couple months and we'll check if it gets bigger.

Inside I was very worried about it, but going in and knowing what was wrong felt like it would make it real. Months went by and more procrastinating. Finally I went in and right away I could tell he thought something was wrong and he sent me to a specialist.

I had a million tests and they said I had a tumor in my submandibular gland and a date was set for surgery. A million terrible thoughts hit me, what if it was malignant... it was.

Oh I should add I started having crazy anxiety. Heart pounding panic attacks. At one point we had to leave a movie because I thought I was having a heart attack. I got on medication and started seeing a therapist... and it helped a ton.

The surgery went about as well as you could expect. It was my first time and I was totally terrified. I woke up and everything hurt, I had a tube coming out of my neck to drain fluids... it was all very gross.

My doctor was done for the day and my wife had to break it to me that the tumor was malignant. It was not the way I wanted to come out of surgery. Again I was sent to more specialists, and it was decided I needed radiation therapy.

One blessing in all this is Chicago is very near a proton center. Proton radiation therapy has the advantage that it's way more targeted than standard radiation. It damages less surrounding tissues, but my health insurance wouldn't cover it. It was considered experimental.

But here is the awesome thing... the proton center needs patients to show it works and the benefits over standard radiation... so it was done for free. FREE!

Radiation sucks. It becomes your job. Everyday I had an hour drive out to the proton center. I'd get undressed, locked down to a table and then shot with protons for 20 mins. Then back in the car for another hour back. It was a weird couple months.

Weird things start happening to your mouth. My diet became very soft things, lots of soup. Anything remotely spicy became like the most spicy thing you have every tasted. Flavors of things got weird... I lost a lot of weight.

And then it was over... and time passes and you see your doctor and the one thing you want to hear they can't say... You're Cured.... because you're never cured of cancer, it's a process. Stuff get's better and I've been cancer free now for two + years.

It's still something I worry about... back of my head, what if I have to do that all over again. But I had an amazing support system, my wife, my parents, and friends were all the best. I have no idea how anyone does this without them.

Anyway... long story short. Trust your self if something feels wrong, see your doctor, exercise... all the boring stuff you need to do to take care and hopefully you have the right people with you to make it though."

Tuesday, February 2, 2021

“We have passed the darkness of night but now see hope and morning’s bright light. But now when I turn to see there’s a perfect shadow cast of me. Six more weeks of winter there will be!” (Punxsutawney Phil) No big surprise, Phil. It's looking pretty frigid outside this morning. And I find myself debating the age old question of whether I should brave the cold or walk on the treadmill this morning. For me, one of the biggest issues with the cold, is the repetitiveness of spending so much time indoors. It's a little like the Groundhog Day movie. I get up around the same time and do the same set of chores every morning. Sadly, I actually get a little excited about going grocery shopping.

That said, I also got a little excited yesterday when I noticed one of my tillandsia's was blooming. It was as if this tiny little air plant was saying damn you to winter. Thankfully, the plants I brought into the house last fall when it started to get cold are doing well. In fact, I'd say the succulents under the grow lights in the basement are kicking butt. It will be good, however, to be able to move them back outdoors eventually. Hope springs eternal...

Saturday, January 30, 2021

I was fortunate to get the first of two Pfizer vaccinations yesterday at Michigan Stadium. My second is scheduled on February 19th. My fingers are crossed that Michael will be contacted soon for an appointment as well. It's a step forward after so many steps backward. Dare I hope?

On Wednesday, when I mentioned going for a walk, Michael wanted to get out of the house as well and we ended up taking a short walk on the Barton Nature Trail. The Barton Dam was frozen in sections and it reminded me a little of an ice castle. It was pretty cold out and the gloves I had on didn't do a good job keeping my hands warm. I think I'd like a pair of glove/mittens. They seem pretty functional. I shouldn't have been, but I was surprised by how many swans there were above and below the dam. Do they migrate?

Wednesday, January 27, 2021

I am gazing through the family room's sliding glass doors at the sunshine reflecting off our snowy backyard. Yes, I said sunshine. I may go for a short walk around the neighborhood today as it seems a waste to not enjoy a sunny day. Temps are in the 20's so I will also need to bundle up, but that's okay.

Maybe it's because Michael and I were talking wistfully about our Kawaikui house yesterday, but I dreamt I woke up in our old bedroom to the sound of birds and a breeze blowing through our louvered windows. I've always felt like I've left a little part of me at every house or apartment I've lived in over my lifetime. But maybe it's the opposite. I've retained a little part of every place I've ever lived - memories of distant train whistles, the scent of plumerias, warm sand between my toes, the crunchy sounds when you walk on frozen snow, my mother's voice, and much, much more. A kaleidoscope of images, sounds, scents, and tastes pitter pattering in my brain...

Sunday, January 24, 2021

Dinner is in the crockpot doing its thing and the house is filled with the aroma of beef stew. I am tempted to add a little red wine to the stew but an article I just read says that due to the lower heat in a crockpot, alcohol does not "burn" off. Should I care?

Kali is currently scouting out my lap for a place to sit. I just moved my computer for her. I am such a sucker.

Michael survived his colonoscopy on Friday and is just waiting for the biopsy results from the polyps they removed. After his procedure, we ordered takeout as planned from the Northside Grill. He ate and then fell into a deep sleep, I suspect an after effect of both the anesthesia and the lack of sleep prior to the procedure.

Butch and I went for another walk on Thursday. Part of the walk included the wooded trail through the Scarlett-Mitchell Nature Area. I walked through these woods in the fall and it was interesting to see the same area in winter. And as usual, while Butch hunted Pokeman characters, I took photos. A few look promising.

Wednesday, January 20, 2021

Butch and I went for a nice walk yesterday on the trail from Parker Mill County Park to Matthaei Botanical Gardens. It was a brisk 29 degrees when we started but I was comfortable in my winter coat and knit hat. As I stopped to take photos, I was amused when I realized Butch was taking advantage of the pause in walking to play Pokeman. I am amazed by how many characters there are.

I watched Trumps's departure from the White House today while I was working out. It hit me that to my knowledge, he never conceded the election. I also watched Biden's inauguration and found myself tearing up, especially when Lady Gaga sang the national anthem. I don't know what the next four years will be like but I felt myself exhale when Biden and Harris were sworn in.

In anticipation of his colonoscopy on Friday, Michael seems to have thoroughly researched dietary recommendations prior to the procedure. I don't remember ever having put that much thought into preparation. But kudos to him for taking prep so seriously. May his "cleansing" go smoothly tomorrow. He has already given me his post procedure Northside Grill take out order.

Monday, January 18, 2021

I never know what to make of dreams. I woke up this morning after having what I understand is a very common dream. I was crossing a street and suddenly lost nearly all my mobility and had to slowly crawl to the curb. I seriously need to talk to Mr. Sandman.

Michael is getting covid tested tomorrow in preparation for a colonoscopy on Friday. It's looking to be a stressful week for him. Colonoscopies are one of the worst procedures to prep for. And to add insult to injury, with restaurants closed for inside seating, he can't treat himself to pancakes or some other treat afterwards. Oh wait, that's me that likes to eat after medical stuff.

I saw a sign the other day that said Practice Safe Six, a reminder to social distance. Granted that I find a lot of things funny but it made me laugh.

Thursday, January 14, 2021

I went on an icy, muddy walk today in the Pittsfield Preserve with my brother, Butch. Despite the slippery conditions, it was a fun, enjoyable walk and as a bonus, I got some nice photos. And most importantly, I did not fall. I'll be sorry to see the more temperate temps we have been experiencing end.

Wednesday, January 13, 2021

After looking at photos and videos of the Trump protests in DC and other locations, I've noticed a lot of the more vocal Trumpers are white males with facial hair, do not wear face masks, and favor a paramilitary look. Also, in looking at the insurgents that stormed the Capital, it's interesting to me that many seemed to be using their cell phones to record themselves and others breaking the law. And even posted their images on social media platforms. Didn't they realize that their activities might be of interest to law enforcement?

I watched quite a bit of the Trump impeachment hearings today and found comments by those opposed to his impeachment interesting. Their arguments were more about the timing of the impeachment, not the vailidity of taking this action. In the end the majority voted for impeachment, which was as expected.

Nicer weather prevailed today - temps were in the 38-40 range. There was even some sunshine, which was a nice reprieve after all the grayness we have been experiencing. I took advantage of the nicer weather and non-icy sidewalks to take a walk. And I didn't fall even once...

Monday, January 11, 2021

Butch is putting me to shame, but I must admit admiring his "just do it" attitude. He walked to our house yesterday. Just earlier I had been debating the pros and cons of bundling up for a quick walk around the block. The cons won.

I received notification, a few days ago, from the accountant that assisted us with estimated taxes after our house sale this past summer. It included instructions and a list of the documents needed to prepare our 2020 tax returns. This will be the first time in my life that I am not doing my own taxes and I feel a little loss of control. Given how complicated our taxes will be this year, however, I also feel a sense of relief that someone else is preparing them.

I've noticed that almost every conversation I've had with people this week involves Trump. I am personally concerned that he may not face consequences for what happened last week at the Capital. The will of the Republican party isn't there to do what is right. And far too many Americans have been brainwashed by Trump's rhetoric and fraudulent claims, which frankly baffles me. A decent man would have resigned. But then, he's not a decent man.

Thursday, January 7, 2021

The attempted Trump incited coup in our nation's Capital building yesterday was appalling and more proof that Trump is mentally incapable of governing our nation. I realize there are fewer than two week left of his presidency, but he needs to be removed from office now.

I woke up yesterday morning with a stiff sore neck and shoulders. Also some slight pain on my left upper backside. I've been icing my neck and doing some stretches and both seem to be helping as I wasn't as sore today. This is just a small set-back and I will continue to walk outside, weather permitting.

Sean and Rose's Christmas gift finally arrived today. Not surprising to me is that it was mailed via the USPS. Regardless, in preparation for the arrival of our granddaughter, we received a digital picture frame that will allow Sean and Rose to share baby photos. Of course, I immediately tested it by downloading a photo of our fur baby, Kali.

Tuesday, January 5, 2021

I fell today - I was walking downhill on an icy sidewalk, slid down, and landed flat on my back with a smack to the back of my head. I was so stunned, I didn’t get up right away. Later, I wondered what neighbors would have thought if they had seen me, a 70 year-old woman, laying on the sidewalk. I'm okay, by the way.

I face-timed with Bern today. The conversation was mostly about food. His friend, Diane, delivered a box of treats I sent him for Christmas yesterday. Also, he went to a food bank today with one of his neighbors. He received an entire chocolate cake along with more healthy options. And I found myself smiling that people relying on food banks to feed their families get items like cakes in addition to staples and other food options. Everyone needs occasional treats.

Sunday, January 3, 2021

I woke up to a snowy winter wonderland this morning. Temps were in the 30's so while it was still a bit chilly, it was pretty pleasant outside. Butch and I took advantage of the comfortable temps and went for a walk this afternoon. It was nice to be out of the house breathing fresh air.

I made a big Sunday dinner tonight - short ribs, red-skinned mashed potatoes, brussels sprouts, and biscuits. It always seems like a lot of work for just two people but I guess a good dinner is worth the prep and cooking time. I have to admit, however, I miss being able to go to a restaurant and letting someone else do the work.

I finished taking down the Christmas tree yesterday and even managed to get the tree sections back in the box, which was a relief.

Michael put together a desk I bought for the upstairs guestroom today. I'd like to get a chair next. I also rearranged the room I call my office a week or so ago and am pretty happy with the new layout. Both rooms. however, need artwork on the walls. Something I have been oddly procrastinating about because it requires a commitment of sorts. I suppose that's why Command strips were invented.

Friday, January 1, 2021

And now we welcome the new year, full of things that have never been. - Rainer Maria Rilke

This is the time I usually post my rarely fulfilled new year resolutions. As in, I never mastered using chopsticks, a new year resolution I've made more than once. That said, going forward, I am going to try to walk away from people who put me down; walk away from fights that will never be resolved; and walk away from trying to please people who will never see my worth. The key word is try as I sense this is going to be a challenge for me. Like it or not, I tend to give people a pass on a lot of bad behavior.

I started taking down Christmas decorations today. All that is left is our tree (minus the ornaments) and some outside lights. As I look around the living room, it suddenly looks a little naked. Michael'a faux fireplace does help but I am thinking I may need to add a little more whimsy to our decor.

Since I didn't get Kali anything for Christmas, I spent part of my stimulus money to purchase her tilted cat bowls (supposedly anti-vomit), a new scratching post, and a cute kitty sleeping bag. I predict she will use only two of these three items.

Happy New Year all!