Friday, February 20, 2015

My Girl

My Bessy was a stray, so not much is known about her past.  Only know that just about everyone who has ever been around her thinks she's the sweetest dog ever.  I agree.

Off and on in the last year, she'd seem to limp a bit, but usually only for a few hours, then she'd be back to herself again.  

This past weekend, the limping stayed for a few days, and I decided I would take her to the Vet on Wednesday.  In the middle of the night Tuesday, she started yelping and the sound just broke my heart.  Our furry friends can't tell us what's wrong, only that it hurts.  Started calling the Vet early Wednesday morning, and got an early appointment.  She was decidedly favoring her back left leg, but she ate her breakfast normally.  She went out back afterwords, but I couldn't get her to come back inside the house.   There are three steps from the patio to the house. Tried coaxing her and tempting her with a treat, to no avail.  She wouldn't even come in for some cheese.  

She's just too big for me to pick up, so I called a neighbor, and he came, picked her up and got her in the house.

Fast forward, after a Vet visit, there's some surprising news about our girl.  Sometime before we ever got her, she had both hips operated on.  She must have had severe hip dysplasia, as is common in some breeds. It's really a wonder that she's got on as well as she has.  She's got a sore knee, but no break, no ligament damage.  However the x-rays showed a spot on her knee, that her Vet wants to look at again in another 4 weeks.  For now she's on a pain med and an anti-inflammatory.  

Took her to work with me yesterday, where she was fawned on, petted and loved by all my coworkers, most of whom have dogs.  She even got to be around a few of their dogs too, reminding her to take it easy and slow.  She does love going to work.  You can tell she's favoring her back left leg, but getting around okay.


Well, time will tell how she's doing, and they'll look at that spot on her knee next month.

She's a blessing and a comfort to me all the time.  I just want to be that for her.

Monday, February 09, 2015


Why yes, I will have a pot of tea while I watch Downton Abbey.

I tape it on Sunday night, and watch it on Monday.  Gives me something to look forward to at the beginning of a work week.

The teapot I got years ago from my Aunt Alice, it's vintage Harlequin in Rose. Harlequin was made by Homer Laughlin and sold in Woolworth's stores as a less expensive alternative to Fiesta ware.  I collect both, but most of my vintage pieces are Harlequin.  I love the lines on this teapot.  My mom bought me two of these lovely rose patterned cups for Christmas, and the plates I've had for years, but don't remember where they came from.

Earlier this year, I found myself the owner of the most amazing silver tea service, but that's a story for another day.  And it's a bit heavy to lug upstairs to my loft when I settle in on Monday night to hang out with the Granthams.

And speaking of the Granthams...............

What an episode.............Edith running off, Bates coming clean with Anna, and Carson making a proposal...........of sorts.

The Dowager Countess has a past............

And it seems these two are still in love, after all this time.  At least the Prince is clearly still smitten.  Violet is, well, being Violet. What a season so far.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

End of 2014

Wow.  Here we are.  Christmas Eve 2014.  Predictably quiet here at my house.  They say the snow is coming.  So I guess we'll have a White Christmas...........but not till later tomorrow.

Christmas crept up on me quickly this year.  I miss writing and posting here.  I've been working on some new projects but can't seem to find the time to move things very far forward.

Work is just too overwhelming.   So much upheaval there, and I've been doing the work of three people's jobs since ......ummm.......March?  April? Forever. "Feels like far".

2014 may have been one of the biggest year's of upheaval I have ever experienced in my life.  Okay, maybe not from the outside looking in...........But if I try to attribute that to any one thing I can't.  You think things are starting to fall into place, moving in a specific direction, and then they just fall apart.

But tomorrow is Christmas Day and maybe it can be the start of things getting better, moving forward.

I'm having a quiet calm day tomorrow.

So I set the table, and did as much as I could possibly accomplish tonight.  My family, few as we may be, will join me tomorrow.  Dad and Mom and the Lil' Bro will come for a feast and the traditional opening of the Christmas Bag, I bet.

We will celebrate the birth of our Savior,  These days we certainly need a Savior.

"Let nothing you dismay. Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas day."

Christmas 2014

Christmas Tree 2014

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Moving Sale

Sometimes, it's time to pack up and move away.  Sometimes we make the choice ourselves, sometimes others force the move on us.

Maybe it's a seasonal thing.  September always feels like the beginning of a year to me.  Maybe it's being too long, in one place. Maybe it's just feeling the need to rearrange the furniture and start over.  And every move for me, brings mixed emotions.

When I first moved into Casa Rancho, I was excited about being a home owner.  But still felt sad about moving out of the Hope This Is The Last Apartment I lived in.

When I started this blog I was excited about flexing my writing skills after many years of disuse.  The most interesting thing I had written for years were human resource reviews and reprimands for my employees.  I wanted a way to comment on the day to day, perhaps make some new friends and reach out to some old ones.  I know I succeeded at that.

But 2014 has not been a banner year for me.  Impossible for me to express here (and no doubt boring to all but a few) all that has transpired. And things don't look to get better in the near future, perhaps 2015 will bring some much needed relief.

 Suffice it to say, it's time to move on.

I need a new place with more space, more light, a fresh coat of paint.  A change in perspective, a new neighborhood, so to speak.  Maybe if I do some Fall Cleaning, I'll find my voice again.

I've been working on the new place, but I'm not quite ready to show it to anyone just yet.

When I'm ready for visitors,  I'll let you know, and you can email me for the new address.  Until then, hope somewhere in these pages of meanderings you've found something of value.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

9/11 Thought

Today is 9/11.  Thirteen years later.

Watched our the Commander in Chief last night.

So today, I put this on my jean jacket.

And it's staying on till this nightmare Administration is over.


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