After a couple of weeks of really great weather, today is a little chilly and overcast -- but that's OK because it's easier to walk when it is not HOT. The photo attached is of the nest over th light fixture on the shop porch. Safe away from cats, this little nest of babies is thriving! Love it!!!!
And the roses are blooming -- cutting some of the house, including one yellow rose for the hall bathroom and pink ones for the bedroom upstairs. I planted herbs on the porch -- mint, dill, chives, basil, cilantro, and thyme, and two tomatoes in the "topsy turvey" hanging planter. It is doing really well.
On my birthday, I did my most arduous and longest walk yet -- Judy and I started at the Napa River boat launch and hiked up the ridge trail to Skyline Park, then from there walked up Fourth Avenue to Coombsville Road to the house ! Seven miles up and down hills, over rocks and boulders! I am so proud of myself!!! Have been trying to get in at least three days a week of at least three miles each time, and four days when I can.
But three miles takes an hour, and then there is Zumba and Curves workouts on M-W-F. I have not done my yoga for a while. And believe it or not, I still have to buy groceries, do laundry, scoop out cat boxes, water plants, clean the house every other week, and cook meals once in a while, Sheesh. Right now I have a pot of tamales on the stove and I have been trying to get these thing made since las week!!!! Judy is due over at 2:30 and I wonder where we will walk today? yesterday with Carol we walked from the house down to the Farmer's Market at the Oxbow. Believe it or not, I had never been in the Public Market there. We had coffee (iced latte for me) but didn't buy anything -- pricey, pricey, pricey!!! I am a cheapskate.
Planning a Mexican Train dominoes tournament in June and sent out the invitations yesterday. Found some great decorations at the Dollar Tree and ordered trophies and medals today!!! It will be really fun if everyone we have invited can come.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Spring at Last!!!
It's been a long dreary winter but it's spring at last!!! My lilacs bloomed three weeks earlier this year than they have any year before. The daffodils have already come and gone, and today I picked a bouquet or Japanese iris, calla lilies, bearded iris, and the last of the lilacs. Also have planted my summer basil and two tomatoes in the topsy turvy tomato thingie (we'll see how THAT turns out!!).
I have been trying to walk at least twice a week but it's been hard getting Carol or Judy to commit. Last week when Carol came to walk with me, she got all tweaked about the narrow gravel path behind the State Hospital grounds, obsessing about snakes and "look -- isn't that poison oak?" No, carol, that's a blackberry vine (sheesh). We had to turn around and head back to the river trail where it is wide open and paved. We'll see how she does at Alston Park tomorrow. Today we did five miles on the back roads in St. Helena, ending up at the Napa Valley Coffee Roasting Company. Nice! But I also now have an ipod, so I can walk by myself -- as long as I walk in open areas (no hiking trails allowed). I actually did that a couple Sundays ago -- 3 miles only, though. Because I m such a technophobe, I couldn't figure out how to download songs from my cds to the damned ipod, but I did manage to find a good radio station to walk with. I have since downloaded three albums (after sitting on hold to the geek squad for at least a half hour, then doing EXACTLY the same thing I did BEFORE I had a techie on the phone, but this time it worked). I swear that gadgets have it in for me. Honest to God.
Curves now has Zumba on Fridays, so I will be doing Zumba on Monday and Friday. And ballroom dancing on Thursday night. I think tomorrow might be the last class. It is a REAL workout -- One and a half hours non stop. I sweat like crazy. The class is filled with old people who are as cool as cucumbers!!! But not me.
Had a recent scare with a breast lump that had to be biopsied. Lucky for me that it turned out to be only a cyst, but very close to the chest wall, so they couldn't get a good reading on the ultrasound. I went through all kinds of head trips between the time the biopsy was scheduled and until I got the results. I kept thinking of the complete irony of being in probably the best shape I've been in for fifteen years -- and then this! But now the bruises are almost gone and I started walking again on the following day.
Tomorrow I turn 64. How the hell did I get so old? I think about my grandmother who, even when I was a little kid, wore orthopedic shoes, a hairnet, and an apron all the time over her flowered cotton housedress. Our generation is so different at being old! I still feel sexy and I still feel young. I can do yoga (OK, not the standing on your head kind of yoga, but the stretches and the warrior poses) and I still like to drive fast. I still want to get my nails done and experiment with makeup. I color my hair (don't want to think about what color it would be if I didn't). But oh, god, my FEET are old!!!! Bunions and a hammer toe, and absolutely cannot wear high heels. AND -- the most supreme irony of all -- I didn't have cleavage until I was over 50!!!! So unfair!!!!!!
But I'm thinkin' I still have a few good years left in me, and I'm thinkin' they're gonna be fun!
I have been trying to walk at least twice a week but it's been hard getting Carol or Judy to commit. Last week when Carol came to walk with me, she got all tweaked about the narrow gravel path behind the State Hospital grounds, obsessing about snakes and "look -- isn't that poison oak?" No, carol, that's a blackberry vine (sheesh). We had to turn around and head back to the river trail where it is wide open and paved. We'll see how she does at Alston Park tomorrow. Today we did five miles on the back roads in St. Helena, ending up at the Napa Valley Coffee Roasting Company. Nice! But I also now have an ipod, so I can walk by myself -- as long as I walk in open areas (no hiking trails allowed). I actually did that a couple Sundays ago -- 3 miles only, though. Because I m such a technophobe, I couldn't figure out how to download songs from my cds to the damned ipod, but I did manage to find a good radio station to walk with. I have since downloaded three albums (after sitting on hold to the geek squad for at least a half hour, then doing EXACTLY the same thing I did BEFORE I had a techie on the phone, but this time it worked). I swear that gadgets have it in for me. Honest to God.
Curves now has Zumba on Fridays, so I will be doing Zumba on Monday and Friday. And ballroom dancing on Thursday night. I think tomorrow might be the last class. It is a REAL workout -- One and a half hours non stop. I sweat like crazy. The class is filled with old people who are as cool as cucumbers!!! But not me.
Had a recent scare with a breast lump that had to be biopsied. Lucky for me that it turned out to be only a cyst, but very close to the chest wall, so they couldn't get a good reading on the ultrasound. I went through all kinds of head trips between the time the biopsy was scheduled and until I got the results. I kept thinking of the complete irony of being in probably the best shape I've been in for fifteen years -- and then this! But now the bruises are almost gone and I started walking again on the following day.
Tomorrow I turn 64. How the hell did I get so old? I think about my grandmother who, even when I was a little kid, wore orthopedic shoes, a hairnet, and an apron all the time over her flowered cotton housedress. Our generation is so different at being old! I still feel sexy and I still feel young. I can do yoga (OK, not the standing on your head kind of yoga, but the stretches and the warrior poses) and I still like to drive fast. I still want to get my nails done and experiment with makeup. I color my hair (don't want to think about what color it would be if I didn't). But oh, god, my FEET are old!!!! Bunions and a hammer toe, and absolutely cannot wear high heels. AND -- the most supreme irony of all -- I didn't have cleavage until I was over 50!!!! So unfair!!!!!!
But I'm thinkin' I still have a few good years left in me, and I'm thinkin' they're gonna be fun!
Friday, April 1, 2011
In just a year
It was just about one year ago that I was so sick, I thought I was going to die. I could not breathe and had zero energy. The day I made a doctor's appointment with a new doctor because I had only been going to Kaiser in Martinez and now I was going to go to the Napa clinic, the mere act of taking a shower to go to the appointment exhausted me to the point that I was light headed. In sweats with a hat to cover the hair I was too exhausted to dry and style, with no makeup, I had Rod drive me to Kaiser, then go get a wheelchair because I didn't think I could make it from the parking lot to the office.
At the doctor, I found out I had pneumonia and met the doctor who was about to change my life -- Dr. Ines George, a tiny little thing in a white coat. After 3 days of medication, I felt so good that I cleaned out the refrigerator. But. Dr. George was not done with me yet. She set me up for all kinds of tests inluding a chest xray, heart sonogram, blood and urine tests galore. I found out that my blood pressure was slightly high, I was vitamin D deficient, and then there were the lung function tests. Dr. George never shook her finger in my face and said "if you don't quit smoking, you will die". Instead, she said, "When you are ready to quit, I have tools that will help you. " The lung function tests showed asthma and early emphysema, so a hefty case of COPD and inhalers I will have to use for the rest of my life. The test technician said that my lung function could be slightly improved by the inhalers, but would never be fully restored. If I continue to smoke, she said, my lungs would continue to deteriorate. At that poiont, I was so grateful that my chest xrays looked ok and my hear seemed sound, that I knew I still had a chance.
The day I retired was the last day I smoked. Since then, I have lost 25 pounds (oh, why won't that other 25 come off?), work out (Curves or Yoga/Pilates) five days a week, and just three days ago started my walking training for the Susan G Komen 60 mile 3 Day walk. I have not felt healthier in such a long time, and I am so grateful that I found Dr. George.
In just one year, I have turned my life around, I think!
At the doctor, I found out I had pneumonia and met the doctor who was about to change my life -- Dr. Ines George, a tiny little thing in a white coat. After 3 days of medication, I felt so good that I cleaned out the refrigerator. But. Dr. George was not done with me yet. She set me up for all kinds of tests inluding a chest xray, heart sonogram, blood and urine tests galore. I found out that my blood pressure was slightly high, I was vitamin D deficient, and then there were the lung function tests. Dr. George never shook her finger in my face and said "if you don't quit smoking, you will die". Instead, she said, "When you are ready to quit, I have tools that will help you. " The lung function tests showed asthma and early emphysema, so a hefty case of COPD and inhalers I will have to use for the rest of my life. The test technician said that my lung function could be slightly improved by the inhalers, but would never be fully restored. If I continue to smoke, she said, my lungs would continue to deteriorate. At that poiont, I was so grateful that my chest xrays looked ok and my hear seemed sound, that I knew I still had a chance.
The day I retired was the last day I smoked. Since then, I have lost 25 pounds (oh, why won't that other 25 come off?), work out (Curves or Yoga/Pilates) five days a week, and just three days ago started my walking training for the Susan G Komen 60 mile 3 Day walk. I have not felt healthier in such a long time, and I am so grateful that I found Dr. George.
In just one year, I have turned my life around, I think!
Friday, March 25, 2011
This weather is getting old
Chessie looking out the window on a rainy day
I have made it through February and into March on just my retirement checks, but this month I am running short and think I will need to tap my deferred comp soon. I sent for the paperwork and it arrived, but somewhere during the chaos of the last couple of weeks with Germans here, it has gotten lost. I'll have to ask for it to be sent again. I did spend the first few months of retirement buying clothes(workout clothes, skinny jeans, outfits for the wedding) gadgets (my little portable CD player, and DVD player for my yoga and pilates DVDs), and silly stuff like new art supplies and stuff to make kitty toys to sell at the Christmas crafts fair. I have actually completed a krunchie tin from the popcorn factory tin I got Rod for Valentine's day. I just need to spray the lacquer finish on it . I hope I can get up the gumption to start on the kitty beds, gloves, tiger tails, collars, catnip toys, and rolling toys from spools soon. Almost every day I made a trip to WalMart, 99 Cent only, Michael's, Ross, or DD Discount for some new thing. But now I am getting down to $300 and the end of the month is still a week away!!! Can't even shop for food -- luckily have a well stocked freezer and pantry and I can get creative. But one still needs milk, eggs, and fresh veggies. Today bought $5 worth of lottery tickets for the megamillions -- hahaha -- as if!!!
Here's what I would do if I won all that money: pay off our mortgage, redo the back yard and put up a big fence so I could have a deer-proof vegetable garden and a chicken house with chickens. Recarpet the bedroom and buy new bedroom furniture. Buy a house for Aaron and Marta, and a condo for Amy. Go to the Greek Islands for a month. Send money to Best Friends, NEWS, Planned Parenthood. and Habitat for Humanity. Hire a personal trainer. Pay off Ann and Ray's mortgage. Set up college funds for all of the grandkids. Buy a new jacuzzi. Fund a cat sanctuary no kill wing at Napa Humane. And I still would have plenty left over so Rod could have some fun, too.
I called Judy and Christina today and had to leave messages -- I wonder if they are still going to walk with me in September on the 3 Day? Mary Burdick and Amy Van Doren have both backed out, and Carol might have to have surgery on her foot. Only Mary Steinert is left. I really want to do this,and I hope I won't have to do it alone. I am only $455 from my fund raising goal!!!
Have discovered that if I drink a glass of tonic water before I go to bed, I get NO LEG AND FOOT CRAMPS at night!!! You would think this means I am sleeping better, but no -- still wake at least two and sometimes up to four times a night to pee or just because I have to carefully turn over so as not to crush Bailey. I would love a good night's sleep!!!!
Maybe tonight ...........
Monday, March 21, 2011
Too Busy to Blog - February Car Show, valentine's day, and Goddesses
I can't believe how long it has been since I visited my own blog to add something. On February 11 we departed for Palm Springs towing a car trailer and the '58 Impala. We spent the weekend at the Dr. George car show and I cannot believe I don't have one photo!! It was hot and I got a sunburn on my forehead and neck/chest. A very long drive, but we had plenty of cds so that helped a lot. I was great to see Dennis and Carol and all of the cool cars at the show.
When we got back to Napa, it was Valentine's day the very next day, and we went to Domain Chandon for a (very pricey) dinner at L'Etoile. It was drizzly and rainy and it is long walk from the car to the restaurant doorway, across a little bridge. I wore my fox jacket and it was wet when we got to the door. the dinner wasn't that great, and we remarked again how our tried and true favorites never disappoint yet when we try something new it is rarely as good.
In all the commotion, I forgot about my mammogram appointment the very next day. The rest of the week was spent getting ready for the gathering of the goddesses on the 19th. I cleaned things that have not been cleaned in a year (patio furniture for example) and then I cooked -- green peppercorn pate, shrimp spread, crab spread, goddess parfaits (fresh fruit, vanilla yogurt, topped with granola and garnished with a pirouette cookie), fresh squeezed orange juice for mimosas, and coffee.
http://www.wix.com/warmquilts/goddesses2011
IT WAS SO MUCH FUN!!!! Thanks to Esther, we have a great album of pictures to browse (see above). Although it started out a wet and cold drizzly day, with brunch on the patio being kept warm in the BBQ, and
Mary Burdick in the garage because of cat allergies. Thanks to our consorts -- Rod (my consort), Scott (Esther's consort), Peter (Mary Steinert's consort) and Virgil (Linda Patterson's consort), we had chauffeurs for the whole trip in the '54 Cadillac, Willys, T-Bird and '63 Cadillac.
Brunch with Goddess Parfaits
Cadillac arriving at Villa Spankadellik
Villa Spankadellik was so great. Kristi and Ed were such gracious hosts and had such wonderful art to share with us. We even had wine and tea if we desired. How terrific to live in your studio and be surrounded by your own and other people's inspiring art every day.
Wine cellar gallery at Villa Spankadellik
After this venue, it was off to Hendry Winery for an afternoon of wine tasting and wine education. Our tables were set with place mats of the vineyards and the different varietals grown in each region, wine glasses, napkins, and "spit cups" (which NOBODY used!!!). I brought out the veggie and ranch dip trays, crab and shrimp spread, green peppercorn pate, baguettes, cheeses, and crackers I had brought up the day before.
Wine Tasting at Hendry Ranch
We tasted every wine they made, beginning with the whites, then on to a really good rose, then the reds. Almost everyone then bought some wine!!!
Many of the goddesses left after the wine tasting, but Judy, Dee, Ann, Mary Steinart, Linda and I headed for the Calistoga Spa and hot mineral pools for a relaxing soak in the giant jacuzzi. Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!
And lastly, we all (including the three consorts who stayed) had dinner and Brannan's . Linda and Virgil, and Mary and Peter stayed the night too. It was a wonderful day
When we got back to Napa, it was Valentine's day the very next day, and we went to Domain Chandon for a (very pricey) dinner at L'Etoile. It was drizzly and rainy and it is long walk from the car to the restaurant doorway, across a little bridge. I wore my fox jacket and it was wet when we got to the door. the dinner wasn't that great, and we remarked again how our tried and true favorites never disappoint yet when we try something new it is rarely as good.
In all the commotion, I forgot about my mammogram appointment the very next day. The rest of the week was spent getting ready for the gathering of the goddesses on the 19th. I cleaned things that have not been cleaned in a year (patio furniture for example) and then I cooked -- green peppercorn pate, shrimp spread, crab spread, goddess parfaits (fresh fruit, vanilla yogurt, topped with granola and garnished with a pirouette cookie), fresh squeezed orange juice for mimosas, and coffee.
http://www.wix.com/warmquilts/goddesses2011
IT WAS SO MUCH FUN!!!! Thanks to Esther, we have a great album of pictures to browse (see above). Although it started out a wet and cold drizzly day, with brunch on the patio being kept warm in the BBQ, and
Mary Burdick in the garage because of cat allergies. Thanks to our consorts -- Rod (my consort), Scott (Esther's consort), Peter (Mary Steinert's consort) and Virgil (Linda Patterson's consort), we had chauffeurs for the whole trip in the '54 Cadillac, Willys, T-Bird and '63 Cadillac.
Brunch with Goddess Parfaits
Cadillac arriving at Villa Spankadellik
Villa Spankadellik was so great. Kristi and Ed were such gracious hosts and had such wonderful art to share with us. We even had wine and tea if we desired. How terrific to live in your studio and be surrounded by your own and other people's inspiring art every day.
Wine cellar gallery at Villa Spankadellik
After this venue, it was off to Hendry Winery for an afternoon of wine tasting and wine education. Our tables were set with place mats of the vineyards and the different varietals grown in each region, wine glasses, napkins, and "spit cups" (which NOBODY used!!!). I brought out the veggie and ranch dip trays, crab and shrimp spread, green peppercorn pate, baguettes, cheeses, and crackers I had brought up the day before.
Wine Tasting at Hendry Ranch
We tasted every wine they made, beginning with the whites, then on to a really good rose, then the reds. Almost everyone then bought some wine!!!
Many of the goddesses left after the wine tasting, but Judy, Dee, Ann, Mary Steinart, Linda and I headed for the Calistoga Spa and hot mineral pools for a relaxing soak in the giant jacuzzi. Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!
And lastly, we all (including the three consorts who stayed) had dinner and Brannan's . Linda and Virgil, and Mary and Peter stayed the night too. It was a wonderful day
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
A Sad Day - Goodbye Annie
For the past few days, Annie, our old cat (see December blog about her) has been having difficulty getting into and out of her litter box, has developed diarrhea, and was requiring more food preparation. Everything had to be watered down and stirred into thin gruel before she could eat it. Her robust howling was getting weaker and weaker and she stood on her bed sometimes for a half hour trying to figure out what she was doing.
Yesterday, after she left a trail of diarrhea across the bedroom rug getting to her litter box, we decided it was probably time and beyond time for this old cat to go. What kind of life could she possibly have in so much pain and confusion, so little ability to even go outside and enjoy the sunshine (I left the door to our balcony open all day Sunday to encourage her to go out into the warm day to no avail). We kept hoping that we would wake up one day and find that she had died in her sleep. But no such luck for her or for us.
But just because you know it is the right thing to do doesn't make it any easier. I called the vet, Rod got her burying place ready, and I put her favorite bedding in a laundry basket along with a fleece baby blanket. When we got to the vet, we got to talk to her and pet her for awhile. But we didn't hear the purring that usually occurs when we talk to her or brush her. When Dr. Lung came in, we took her out of th basket and laid her on her side. Dr. Lung shaved a spot on her back leg. But when the needle went in, she cried and struggled, obviously scared. That really did it for me. I so much wanted her to have a peaceful death. Rod and I both sobbed to see her in distress, if only for a moment before it was over.
I am crying right now as I write this because not only is it hard to lose her, but it brings up all of the old feelings about every loss that has ever been -- every pet, every friend, every loved one. Some people would say -- "That's it! No more attachments for me! It hurts too much!" but all it does for me is to make me so grateful for the wonderful relationships I had, and the wonderful memories I will keep.
Rest in peace, Annie and I hope that over the rainbow bridge you are a youngster again, frolicking in the warm sunshine chasing butterflies, pain free and happy.
And if there is a heaven, I'd better be able to see and hug all my cats there, or I'm not going.
Yesterday, after she left a trail of diarrhea across the bedroom rug getting to her litter box, we decided it was probably time and beyond time for this old cat to go. What kind of life could she possibly have in so much pain and confusion, so little ability to even go outside and enjoy the sunshine (I left the door to our balcony open all day Sunday to encourage her to go out into the warm day to no avail). We kept hoping that we would wake up one day and find that she had died in her sleep. But no such luck for her or for us.
But just because you know it is the right thing to do doesn't make it any easier. I called the vet, Rod got her burying place ready, and I put her favorite bedding in a laundry basket along with a fleece baby blanket. When we got to the vet, we got to talk to her and pet her for awhile. But we didn't hear the purring that usually occurs when we talk to her or brush her. When Dr. Lung came in, we took her out of th basket and laid her on her side. Dr. Lung shaved a spot on her back leg. But when the needle went in, she cried and struggled, obviously scared. That really did it for me. I so much wanted her to have a peaceful death. Rod and I both sobbed to see her in distress, if only for a moment before it was over.
I am crying right now as I write this because not only is it hard to lose her, but it brings up all of the old feelings about every loss that has ever been -- every pet, every friend, every loved one. Some people would say -- "That's it! No more attachments for me! It hurts too much!" but all it does for me is to make me so grateful for the wonderful relationships I had, and the wonderful memories I will keep.
Rest in peace, Annie and I hope that over the rainbow bridge you are a youngster again, frolicking in the warm sunshine chasing butterflies, pain free and happy.
And if there is a heaven, I'd better be able to see and hug all my cats there, or I'm not going.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
February in California and Gratitude
I just had to post the remarkable weather we had over this past weekend. All kinds of records were broken, and it was 81 degrees in Napa on Sunday. A staggering, hypnotically beautiful day indeed. Normally February is the wettest and grayest month but not this year. Everywhere I look there is something getting green or colorful -- the hillsides, the fields of mustard, the forsythia, the flowering quince, and narcissus popping up everywhere. So on Sunday, I headed out with the camera determined to record a little slice of this heaven I am so grateful to call home.
Especially with friends who are toughing out the cold of Wisconsin (hi Edna and Gary), I am doubly thankful for the fate that brought me here, first to San Jose, then to Guerneville, on to Santa Rosa, Rohnert Park, and finally Napa. Growing up, I dreamed about a life like this, and I still can't believe my luck in ending up here.
On my Sunday drive (everyone else on earth was watching the Super Bowl), I headed up Coombsville Road until it turned into Wild Horse Valley Road and snapped the views on the flatter side, and then across the valley as I climbed higher.
As I turned onto Shady Oak Lane, I encountered a flock of wild turkeys -- maybe 15 or so -- casually ambling across the road . They took me by surprise and I tried hard to get a picture, but they were so illusive, and my picture came out kinda fuzzy. But this is just one example of the amazing kinds of things that happen around here pretty much all the time.
So this was a day filled with smiles, peace, gratitude, warmth, joy and turkeys. How could I ever want more?
Especially with friends who are toughing out the cold of Wisconsin (hi Edna and Gary), I am doubly thankful for the fate that brought me here, first to San Jose, then to Guerneville, on to Santa Rosa, Rohnert Park, and finally Napa. Growing up, I dreamed about a life like this, and I still can't believe my luck in ending up here.
On my Sunday drive (everyone else on earth was watching the Super Bowl), I headed up Coombsville Road until it turned into Wild Horse Valley Road and snapped the views on the flatter side, and then across the valley as I climbed higher.
As I turned onto Shady Oak Lane, I encountered a flock of wild turkeys -- maybe 15 or so -- casually ambling across the road . They took me by surprise and I tried hard to get a picture, but they were so illusive, and my picture came out kinda fuzzy. But this is just one example of the amazing kinds of things that happen around here pretty much all the time.
So this was a day filled with smiles, peace, gratitude, warmth, joy and turkeys. How could I ever want more?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)












