In my husband's travels... he frequents ethnically diverse areas, where there are small shops, bakeries and restaurants that cater to the local populations and their cultures. Every week he tries to bring home something new for me to eat from wherever he is. This week, in honor of the Olympic torch being passed, from Russia to South Korea, for the 2018 winter games... he brought home Korean Walnut Cakes. These were absolutely scrumptious. Made to mimic the size and shape of a large walnut... inside was a delicious filling that tasted like a walnut too. I really enjoyed them. Can't wait to see what my husband brings me next week.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
I am glad to see last week go. It was a difficult one for me and my family. The week started off with me throwing my back out. I was bed ridden for a couple of days. And managing the pain was hard to do when I finally could get up and about. It was then my daughter was rushed to the emergency room with a potential heart attack. After a zillion tests, they admitted her and scheduled an emergency cardiac catheterization. We were worried sick. My son-in-law, her children and I waited for the cardiologist to tell us the results. Fortunately, she had no blockages that required a stent. However her heart is having spasms when her blood pressure spikes. So they put her on medication to get it under control. After a couple days in the hospital she was released to go home. Getting her discharge papers proved to be more of a hassle than being there, let me tell you. But she's finally home recovering from surgery. However, I wasn't through seeing the inside of a hospital. I spent all day Friday with my husband at another one while he was getting a breathing test and echocardiogram because his COPD has worsened. Needless to say, I hope this week is better... even if we are expecting MORE snow.
Monday, February 24, 2014
Where I live there aren't many birds around in the winter. I do not know if it's because they all flew south. Or if it's because I do not put out suet and bird seed for them. I can hear the ones that are here, chattering. And that always makes me smile. But catching a glimpse of them is rare. So imagine my delight seeing this little fella out and about at the local supermarket. Made my day. Does anybody know what kind of bird it is?
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Saturday, February 15, 2014
We live in an old drafty house. The place is sixty plus years old. Our furnace is living on borrowed time and we know it. While it does a fair job of heating up the place, the house does a lousy job of keeping the warmth inside. I guess we're lacking in the insulation department. Therefore icicles form on the outside eaves and gutters of the place in the winter. This year has been the worst we've ever seen them. ICICLES are EVERYWHERE. And with temperatures slowly on the rise, they're starting to melt and get dangerous. I got hit in the head with one earlier today. So my job is going to be to take a shovel and see if I can dislodge as many as I can without getting hurt again. Do you have icicles at your house. What do you do to get rid of them???
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Once again, last week we got hit with snow. This time about 10 to 12 inches on top of what was already there. I wanted to scream. With these temps in the single digits and below zero it was bone chilling to say the least. Forget global warming. I daresay we are entering the next Ice Age. Old Man Winter is really starting to get on my nerves. For those of you who love the fluffy white stuff, I agree it can be beautiful. But when you are older it causes complications. All this cleaning off cars and shoveling is getting more than a little tedious. It's downright stressful and physically exhausting. Frustrated because my car was buried in a snowdrift that I couldn't dig out from. I hurt my back trying. I honestly didn't know what to do. What would happen in an emergency? None of the neighbors offered a helping hand. My husband's COPD prevented him from doing much of anything outside. So it looked like I was stuck here, housebound, indefinitely. I prayed for a miracle. And on Sunday morning it arrived. Two strangers, angels in a pickup truck, knocked at our front door and asked if we needed help digging out. We said, "YES!" And they went to work. When they finished my hubby gave them $30 for their trouble. It was a small price to pay for peace of mind and freedom from the snow that had been holding us prisoners.
Friday, February 7, 2014
My car, a Dodge Stratus was 10 years old last October when it finally went kaput. My husband and I knew fixing it wasn't an option. So we started looking at new cars. New to me, used in general. After seeing a television commercial for a local dealership, I saw what I wanted. A 2011
Camry with low mileage. So... we went down to the lot to have a look at it, up
close and personal. And then we took it on a test ride. It was a good, solid
car. And at a great price. Though, I must admit I wasn't sure about the color.
I've never been a BLUE person. But it was what it was. So I decided to wait a
week, have them hold it, and see if I saw something I liked better. I didn't. So
we went back and pounded out the deal we wanted for this car. At the closing they
tried to tell us the starting price was about fifteen hundred dollars higher
than the price on the windshield when we originally saw it. They insisted we
were wrong about that price. I knew they were. You see I had taken photos of
the car when we first saw it. I simply reached in my purse and pulled out my
camera. SURPRISE! SURPRISE! Then showed them the date stamped pictures I had taken with the price
clearly visible. And suddenly all the bull coming out of their mouths stopped. I got what I wanted at the price
I could afford. It pays to document things...
so you do not get taken advantage of. Have you ever had someone try to pull the
wool over your eyes??? Toyota