And there it goes again

It was sunny yesterday, just a little chill in the breeze [after all is is March]. Montana is reminding everyone it is cold here. Then again March is a schizophrenic month no matter where where you live. It rained two days ago and now it is snowing. This coming week it is going to be in the 60’s again. Talk about whiplash. Make up your mind.

I worked outside all day trying to pull off a job made for two by myself. I enjoyed being outside but the frustration of not being four handed made for a bittersweet experience. I did make it though, just a little worn for the mental exercise keeping my self from throwing things and generally making a fool of myself.

Yesterday just reminded me how much I miss my partner and best friend.

Now that is enough self indulgence.

The green house is on hold, for a week. I have to leave in the morning to keep an appointment with my grandchildren and it is snowing. It is early yet I know but, I am dying to get my finger nails dirty in the dirt. I haven’t had a green house for 20 years and it has been killing me, I just can’t wait for the  seeds to start popping through the dirt. It is a spiritual experience, like seeing something born. It just reinforces that life is worth living for these little miracles.

I have two pet peeves and they have been fed abundantly this week. One is intolerance. I  had a conversation that revolved around the minorities “deserving” to be trod upon, because they are not white and the “don’t think” like whites do. It takes all that I am to not just walk away and disavow any knowledge of that person. The other is bigotry.  I have had conversations that are based on “if they would only do the way I would it would work” irregardless of their culture, training or life experiences.  One of those conversations included “well they deserved it” because they chose to live like they wanted to and not like is acceptable in my circle. I am not sure that any one “deserves” something horrible to happen to them no matter  what they do.

I have to remember that every one has the right to their opinion no matter how wrong they are. I just try to not get too snappish when they start espousing their ignorance.

Now I have to get my mind headed in the positive direction and get ready to be a grandma.


Well, life gets in the way.

I am not sure how the super efficient get anything done. I am totally befuddled.

How does one have a life with all the plans and schemes that are unique to them and have a relationship with others? It escapes me. I am afraid I don’t do it very well. Life to me is a joint operation with those that want to share it, I am finding that it is very hard to do and maintain any semblance of sanity. I did it for 40 years, but, then I had a partner who shared my belief of relationship.

My daughter is needing my help, I could just turn it over to paid people but that is not my style. I don’t get the information that I need and she gets belligerent because she can with social workers and care attendants.   My granddaughter is needing help and has had frustration navigating  the  system. She is 500 miles away and I am going to go help her this next week. While I am there I am going to trade lodging for being available for two other grandchildren while my daughter and son-in-law travel to meet her oldest daughter and son-in-law.

Still I need to get My greenhouse up. It is a work in progress. The wind is a problem, running errands and keeping up with the demands of life, is going to take precedent I guess.

I get a new member of the family today. Miss Ford, my recently departed friend’s cat is coming to live with me. I have missed having a cat around. I have three little dogs [one abandoned me for the rugged life of chasing skunks and gophers on the ranch], but he is still mine. The traitor is a rescue, I rescued him from a life in town, he loves the great outdoors and is a hunter extraordinaire,  his favorite fragrance these days  is skunk.  The matriarch’s  “mom”  passed on and made her an orphan. And there is the upstart of a yappy little pound dog who is just developing a personality unique to her, she is coming into her own.

There is nothing like having  cat curl up next to you and turn her purr motor on. It is soothing and calming. So looking forward to picking her up. I miss it.

It has form

I was watching the news and was informed that there are leaders in our community that will leave if Trump is the next president. I wonder, how many will vote for Trump just to see them go?

The foundation is in, I will have a green house sooner than later. I did have help, which I appreciate.

I did have to assert that it is my project and it will be done my way. Men!!!

Now he’s gone. I have chased him off with my assertiveness. I will be done my way though. Now to start putting it up, if the wind will not blow for a few days. The chances of that happening? This is Montana, where the wind blows a lot.

It was snowing in the hills, yup, it is still winter here. I have to get this done if I want to grow anything in it this year. So with winter gloves, coat and hat I am off. They will be in a pile pretty soon though, handy to put back on and run to the house as the next snow squall comes through.

It’s springish

This morning the sun rose in a promising  glow of warmth. Frost on the windshields told another story. They say 60 by Friday.

It’s too early, but, I don’t see the “big picture” as they say. There are things that need the warm winter to survive, like the pine beetle that is killing our forests. What do I know anyway.

With the floor finished, I still have to move things back in and that is not going to happen until the person that took the base to the stove brings it back. So, I am waiting for someone else to do something that they promised, I am waiting……….


It is Cold!!

See. Although it isn’t -10 it is cold. The temps dropped into the high 20’s last night. Montana is reasserting that it’s reputation is true.

My floor is done, Finally. I finished it the other night after having to run for just a pinch more adhesive. Then yesterday I spent the day in town with my daughter getting things done for her. Oh yes there are people that will do it in town, and she has one. This person is willing to do things for her, but he has several other clients and Charlene only gets a few hours a week of his services. He is not a good reporter of things that I need to know, so I am not willing to allow him to all of what she needs. I tried for a while and was not informed of her diagnosis of congestive heart failure or the limits of her vision after a vision test. I guess I’m a mom of a handicapped child and think I kneed to know that stuff.

With all the “free” government health care now being handed out the services to those who are currently on it have had their services been reduced by 40%. Charlene is now on full time oxygen, she doesn’t drive, someone who does has to pick her up to do the necessary running around. I don’t live in town, I live on the end of the road to nowhere and it is an hour drive into town for me. Anyway, the service that delivered the oxygen tanks to her will now only deliver 15 tanks once every three months. When I asked about the policy change, they told me that the payment was reduced by the insurance which forced them to change their deliveries.

Granted, the vast majority of oxygen users are elderly and don’t get out much. This forces them to if they don’t drive  (a lot don’t any more) to stay in dependent on the plugin oxygen generator or become dependent on someone else to do the running. I know if I was there it would be a horrible thing. But, Charlene is not a senior sitting at home, She has a job, [such as it is, in a sheltered workshop (her last check was 66 cents)] and needs the oxygen. Oh well, now on to a portable oxygen generator.

Now, on to my greenhouse project if the wind will quit blowing.


It’s Sunday

It’s Sunday, The sun is shining. From my window it is inviting me to come outside. When I let Trix the Dachshund  and Girly the Terrier cross out the frost glistened in that inviting sun. Brrrr.

The wind blew all day yesterday [ no their are no roofless houses and the cars are not rolled up like pill bugs] it blew in this cold to reassert winter. Despite what the weather forecast says I believe it will be 10 below before long.

The National Weather Service came out and said that it is going to be warmer in the north plains. I wonder, who told them. I could have told them and I don’t get paid the big bucks, I don’t get  paid at all.

I ran out of adhesive for my tile job, now I have to go to town. As per normal the adhesive ran out in the last corner, so I have only 6 tiles and the fill to finish. I did get bread made and put peppers in the dehydrator. They were on the mark down table and I am a fool for a bargain.

Liar! [I’m glad]

It blew last night. As I lay there listening in the moments before consciousness turns into the oblivion of sleep listening to the wind knocking the world around, my mind created a   vision of  total destruction.  The roofs were flying off houses, cars were upended and rolling down the street. I am glad sleep overtook me, I feared looking out the window.

I woke up this morning to bright sunshine. It was so inviting and looked so warm. I opened the door to 31 deg F. It was not warm it was not inviting.

It is another day to bake bread and finish my tile job