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Monday, October 16, 2017


That is what I should do since I am so out of shape. But I am talking about the annual physical and I recently had mine, mostly for a med check as it is time to get my prescriptions renewed.

I have been having more problems with my back. I have arthritis in the lower back, around the waistline and lower that has bothered me for many years. It is the kind that makes it hard to stand or walk for more than a few minutes at a time. Recently something new popped up and turns out to be sciatica, making it hard to sit or lay without some pain.

I did bring it up to my doctor and she ordered x-rays of the back. She really wants to do an MRI but in order for Medicare to pay for it we have to jump through their hoops. One is x-rays, and that is done. Then it is physical therapy, so I am doing that now. I just finished my second week of that. It has helped some, but it won't make things disappear. Some days I get along quite well, and other days I can barely make it out of bed to get to bathroom. I have even brought the cane back in the house and have to use it sometimes. Not all the time, thankfully, but some days it is really needed and I don't want to take a chance of falling.

X-rays show some disc degeneration and a little stenosis, and if I understand stenosis correctly, that means bone is starting to form in the spinal nerve canal and that isn't good.

It was also time for a bone density scan as it had been a few years since that was done. The doctor said that is still good so am not concerned about that. I do eat a lot of yogurt, cheese, some ice cream and milk on cereal when I have it. Then I looked at the radiologist report and that said the numbers have gone down since the last scan, but still in normal range and the chance of a broken bone is still very low. I would guess the lower numbers are just normal aging process, and tells me I am no spring chicken anymore. Like I didn't already know that!

One other thing that I had been concerned about was my thyroid numbers. The TSH number was slightly below normal 6 months ago but the doctor was not concerned about it and said she would retest in 6 months. She may not have been concerned but I was. I knew I did not feel like I should, and my numbers have always been higher and that is why I was on synthroid. So now, 6 months later, the number had gone down even lower! She finally agreed and lowered my dose of synthroid. I have noticed a little difference already even though I haven't been on the new dose very long. It does make me wonder why the thyroid is now producing more hormone after 25 years of steady lowering.

I have had insomnia for quite some time and some nights barely get any sleep, and then end up taking a long nap during the day and that is not very productive. My energy level has always been low and that made it worse. So I agreed to take a new med, which I really didn't want to do. She suggested taking an old antidepressant that hardly anyone prescribes as an antidepressant anymore, but only prescribe it for sleeping since that is a side effect of the drug. It does seem to be helping. I don't always sleep well but seem to sleep longer once I finally get to sleep, and have not had to take a nap during the day. I also have a little more energy. So I think we have made some progress there.

Everything else looks good. Blood pressure was great and cholesterol was super good. Can you believe that I eat lots of butter? I have decided to stop eating artificial foods like margarine. I haven't completely stopped all artificial food but am working at eliminating when I behave myself.

Now, if I could only leave the sugar alone. The monster has a hold on me again and that is not good and the scale shows it. I am glad the medical community finally admits that sugar is addictive. They didn't have to tell me that as I already knew it.

Speaking of food, I see that it is time to think about what I am going to eat for supper, so it is time for me to get out of here. See you all later.

Saturday, October 14, 2017


A person is never too old to learn and this summer was a learning experience for me: butterflies.

Yes, one more post on the Painted Ladies. This is the last one, I promise.

These pictures are the last ones I took before the butterflies were gone, and I was not going to post them. And then I heard something on the news.

At Denver a huge blip showed up on the radar and it was moving against the wind. It turned out to be migrating Painted Lady butterflies and it was 70 MILES across! Yes, 70 miles, not feet or yards. I saw a picture of the radar and those butterflies covered a whole county in Colorado.

It turns out that there was an extra large number of these butterflies this year. I had seen them all over and people in other areas commented on them as well. I don't remember noticing them before this year, and I am closing in on my 75th birthday.

This got me curious about these butterflies so did a little searching. I found that they migrate just like the Monarchs. Thistle is the plant they prefer, and maybe that is why they liked my plant since it is purple too. I don't know if they see color like we do, as I know some animals, insects and birds don't see colors. But my plant is the only one of mine that they fed on here. I did see them on many other kinds of plant in other areas, so assume because there were so many, they had to feed wherever they could find food, even if it wasn't what they preferred. But that is just a guess. There are a lot of thistles in this area, although farmers spray to keep them out of their crops.

Not only are the butterflies gone, but these flowers are drying up and getting ready for winter. They have turned a very dark purple and getting smaller. I just hope they won't be covered in snow for a long time. I am not looking forward to winter coming but it is getting close. We have had a lot more rain than usual already this month and some say that means we will get more than usual amount of snow. We shall see.

All the rain has delayed soybean harvest and the farmers are itching to get in the fields. This fall has not been very pretty so far. Some trees are getting bare already but the pretty colors are hard to find. The leaves are either still green or already gone. In an older post I showed several pretty pictures of all the fall colors and porch displays but I have seen nothing that is nice enough for a picture. How sad.

Monday, September 25, 2017


I received this in an email recently so I can't take credit for it, and I have no idea who the author is. I found it interesting and so very true. Language keeps evolving. I don't care much for some of the phrases  the younger people say, like cray-cray, bae, and as I discussed in another post - yahyahyah. I know there are more but my mind is blank at the moment. Enjoy.

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                            Would you believe my spell checker did not recognize the word “murgatroyd?”
                            Lost Words from our childhood:  Words gone as fast as the buggy whip!  Sad; really!
                            The other day a not so elderly (70ish) lady said something to her son about driving a jalopy and he looked at her quizzically and said "What the heck is a jalopy?”   Oh, oh a new phrase!  He had never heard of the word jalopy!!
                            She knew she was old but not that old.
                            Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle.
                            About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology.  These phrases included  "Don't touch that dial, Carbon copy, You sound like a broken record" and "Hung out to dry."
                            Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie.  We'd put on our best bib and tucker to straighten up and fly right.  Heavens to Betsy!  Gee whillikers!  Jumping Jehoshaphat!

                            Holy moley! We were in like Flynn (before Michael Thomas “Mike” Flynn of course!) and living the life of Riley, and even a regular guy couldn't accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill.  Not for all the tea in China!
                            Back in the olden days, life used to be swell, but when's the last time anything was swell?  Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys, the D.A. and of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes and pedal pushers.  Oh, my aching back.  Kilroy was here, but he isn't anymore.
                            We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap, and before we can say, well I'll be a monkey's uncle, or this is a fine kettle of fish, we discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed common as rain, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues, our pens and now our keyboards.
                            Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we've left behind.  We blink, and they're gone.  Where have all those phrases gone?
                            Long gone:  Pshaw, The milkman did it. Hey! It's your nickel. Don't forget to pull the chain. Knee high to a grasshopper.  Well, Fiddlesticks!  Going like sixty.  I'll see you in the funny papers. Don't take any wooden nickels.
                            It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills. This can be disturbing stuff!  If only we could dial an Operator for assistance?
                            We of a certain age have been blessed to live in changeable times.  For a child, each new word is like a shiny toy, a toy that has no age.  We at the other end of the chronological arc have the advantage of remembering there are words that once did not exist, and there were words that once strutted their hour upon the earthly stage and now are heard no more, except in our collective memory.  It's one of the greatest advantages of aging.
                            Unless you live in Oregon or Massachusetts, you probably don’t know what a gas station attendant does.  Don’t bother looking for the janitor in a school or a stewardess on an airplane either, they’ve been replaced by maintenance engineers and flight attendants.  Stewardesses used to serve meals and drinks on flights, after the ‘No Smoking’ light was turned off.  Oh my gosh, people smoked cigarettes on airplanes???
                            Secretaries have been replaced by administrative assistants, nurses have become health care providers and mechanics have become automotive technicians.  Most people under 30 years of age today would be just as confused by the sight of a clutch in a car, as they would be by seeing a typewriter on a desk, not to mention listening to a record player.
                            It’s a changing world for sure.  See ya later, alligator!  After while crocodile!
                            Yep, In a short time we will be no more!!

Monday, September 11, 2017


This pretty little amber dish is one that my mother always used to serve pickles in. Home canned, of course! I always loved her bread and butter pickles.

I put the pencil in the picture to give a better idea what the size of the dish is. I had a hard time trying to get a picture to show the raised design all over the dish.

As far as I can see, this dish is still in perfect shape. I think it must be at least 75 years old, and maybe older, since I remember it always being there.  I wish I had a nice china cabinet to show off what old dishes I have. It isn't very many, but I also have quite a bit of crystal dishes, vases, and candle holders that I have received as gifts over the years. I don't make an effort to collect anything so my collections aren't big, but most have a memory attached to them.

Thursday, September 7, 2017


Yes, there are more butterflies on the bush today. There are also many more honeybees, but so far I have only seen one bumblebee. I don't like to get around bumblebees as they can sting more than once, where honeybees are once and done. However, bumblebees are prettier.

Today the butterflies were opening their wings in a different direction and I could see them from the top to get a better look at their design, and they are definitely Painted Ladies. I am afraid the butterflies don't show up as well in the pictures as they did looking out the window. I have looked up many birds to identify them, but this is the first time I tried identifying butterflies.

I think this will be the end of the butterfly posts unless the bush becomes totally covered with them.

Tuesday, September 5, 2017


On Labor Day I looked out my window at the butterfly bush and noticed several more butterflies than the day before, so here are a few more pictures. I did some research to find out what kind these are. They are Painted Lady! I think that is the prettiest name of all that I looked at. I'm not sure if you can see them very well, but I tried.

Friday, September 1, 2017


I made changes on this blog's "Faith" page today. As I was listing the links on the page I found it interesting to see what I wrote in the past, and what caught my attention at the time I wrote. Sometimes I am amazed at myself on the things I said. I can only say that I must have been directed by the Spirit in finding the things I did, and the thoughts I had when I wrote them. I am often enlightened with things I read, and by posting them here, I hope you are enlightened too.