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Things I Know: Cat Roommates

In order to live with a cat, there are certain things we should know. These are things I wish I’d known before having house cats, but I would have gladly gone down this road anyhow:

  • You may sit in any seat not taken by the cat. The cat will be selecting their seat first.
  • You may use the pillow not being used by the cat. Unless the cat’s mind changes, in which case you will switch pillows.
  • What you eat, they will want to eat. No, they don’t like fruit or veggies. They can’t have chocolate or onions. The meat is fair game (ha, ha). You will get use to the evil eye (or you could just eat out).
  • The hairballs will land in one of two places: a) the hardest location to clean or b) on the most valuable things.
  • Do not drink out of open-top containers (mugs, glasses, coffee cups, beer cans, etc.) unless you enjoy the flavor of kitty paw or shared kitty breath.

This is only the beginning. More might be shared later. Of course, I may repeat myself, as somethings are worth expressing multiple times.

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Posted by on June 23, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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I Fit, Episode 6

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Posted by on June 22, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Migraine Sufferer Celebration

Today is a Migraine Sufferer Celebration!

I went to pickup a prescription today, and I had a fantastic surprise. My current medications are all on the high cost end, and my co-pays are huge. For the one medication I was to pickup today, the co-pay is $80 for one month. That is significantly less than the actual cost of today’s medication, so I am grateful to have insurance, but that co-pay gets a bit exhausting over time. It is also a medication that I am not allowed to fill three-months worth at once, which helps out a bit financially.

Today, generic Maxalt is available! Woo hoo!!!! I paid $10 today, and not the expected $80.

I thanked the pharmacist for news that made my year. Then I walked around the corner into the protein bar isle, and I did a happy dance. There was a gorgeous man, and he thought my dance left a lot to be desired. I couldn’t care less. This is a day I’ve been waiting for for years!

Morale of the Story: Good things DO come to those who wait! Let the water sing my happiness!

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Posted by on June 21, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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The Balance of Life

Tonight I took a Zumba Swim class at the gym. What? You didn’t know I belong to a gym? Yep, that’s because I rarely go.

The class was fun, and I laughed the whole time. The instructor stands outside of the pool to show us what to do. This alone is difficult, because I can’t see much without my glasses, and I was in the back of the class (having arrived late, as usual). One of the women in the class said I should wear my glasses in the water, but I can’t stand water on my glasses. That’s why I use an umbrella – not to protect my hair, but to protect my glasses from those tiny droplets that annoy my vision. No matter, my example of what the instructor performed for us was NOT even close.

Getting hydrated for the class is a fine balance. I need to drink enough water so that I don’t get dehydrated, which means becoming hot, dizzy, and unstable. But I also need to drink enough not to have to pee before the class is over. Women all over the world know what a frustrating experience that is. Once the suit goes on dry, it cannot come off wet until all swimming is utterly complete.

Now that class is done, I’ve taken a guess as to the proper amount of water to consume before class, and I’m cozy at home, I realize that I am now the most sore I’ve been since I don’t know when. Oh, my, that was a good workout! I hope I can function tomorrow.

Morale of the Story: Water is required for life. Yet there is a fine balance of how much, when, and where.

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Posted by on June 20, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Lost and Found

As usual of late, I’ve lost something important. The lost item doesn’t even belong to me. Yet, while searching for that, I found a whole stack of mail, including an Easter letter from a dear cousin, bills (good thing I know the schedule), and a great coupon to Joann’s Craft store from a few months ago. Just glad it wasn’t an invitation to a wedding or shower, since it is that season.

I’ve been losing far too many things lately. I feel dreadful about this bracelet that I need to repair for a woman at church. I HAVE to find it, because it’s not mine! It’s one thing to misplace my own items, but it’s a whole other thing to mess with another person’s stuff. Ack!

However, while looking for the jewelry, I found that I’m missing two other pieces of jewelry that need to be repaired as well as other jewelry that I’d like to wear for the summer. But I did find this pile of mail, my fancy camera battery charger, and a cookie from the Victorian Bakery (of course I ate it!).

Perhaps when I lose the next thing, I’ll find the last thing. Isn’t there a rule that something must always be lost?

Morale of the Story: Sometimes you have to lose one thing to find another thing.

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Posted by on June 19, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Grandma’s Fun

My mother’s mother was my most treasured friend as a child. Grandma loved me unconditionally, and that’s a good thing, because I wasn’t always the sweetest little thing (just like all children everywhere – thank goodness they’re cute!).

I remember many happy adventures with my grandma as a child. One was seeing the movie “Jungle Book” at the State Theater. If I’d been there before, I don’t remember it. What I remember is seeing a fun movie with festive music in an awe inspiring theater. I also remember that I got to sit between my mom and my grandmom.

Saturday my mom and I had a tour of the building and at the end were serenaded by our tour guide. We even spoke with the gentlemen who manages all of those heavy stage curtains – that was fascinating! The history of the place is interesting, and it was fascinating to see back stage. It was a memorable time with mom. What I don’t recall with grandma was if we ate out as well, if we had popcorn, or if we walked around downtown. What I remember is a feeling of love. The same as today with mom.

Morale of the Story: So many memories are emotion based. I am thankful to treasure these good ones. What are some of yours?

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Posted by on June 18, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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A Dad’s Love

My dad was a great guy. I know, all the children say this, but I’m not the only one to know this fact.

Yesterday my mom and I were on the Hidden Kalamazoo tour, and we ran into a great many friends and acquaintances. One such acquaintance, we haven’t seen in years. When my mom approached him, he said that he absolutely remembered her and my dad. He went on and on about how great my dad was. When we met his son in another area of the building later, he said the same thing. My dad was easy to talk to, fair in his pricing, and always ready with assistance no matter the situation.

Other people have come up to us over the years with the most kind words about my dad. They appreciated him, respected him, and enjoyed talking with him. No matter the relationship, he left a positive impression.

One that touches my more than others this year is Bob Medema. He stopped by a few months after my dad had passed on. He would occasionally stop in now and again to visit, and this was one such time. Unfortunately, he’d missed the news, and my mom had to tell him. He did not take it well. He cried on the spot. A few days later, he dropped off cookies.

That was Bob, just the kind of man my dad was (except that my dad pretended he could not cook with my mother, while telling me how to make dishes the way he liked them). My dad would have brought a card or had my mom and I make something to take. At the lose of Bob Medema, my dad would have been stricken to sadness as well and furious at the greed of society for the way in which this community lost Bob.

The blessing today, when I miss my dad, is that he had a long, loving, and good life. His life was filled with hard work and hard times, but he filled the world with the Lord’s kind of love and humility.

Morale of the Story: One of my many, constant prayers is that all children could have a dad like my dad.

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Posted by on June 17, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Hannah’s List by Debbie Macomber

Spoiler Alert: None, unless you don’t want to know the topic of this book.

This author knows how to pull me in … even though I cry by the end of most of her books. She did it again!

This is the 7th in a series about shops and people related to or working at a business on Blossom Street. They are usually very mild books, but there is always a twist that pulls at the heartstrings. There are many great characters in this series. Sometimes a bit of liberty is taken to draw them back to Blossom Street, but it all comes together in the end.

Why I continue reading? I like things to end well.

Morale of the review: Things in life don’t always end as desired. These books usually do. Fiction is a great relief from reality.

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Posted by on June 16, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Mrs. Lincoln’s Dress Maker by Jennifer Chiaverini

I’m going to add book reviews to this blog. Why? Because I’m a read-a-holic. Books are my beer.

This was a book I read because I was forced to by my evening book group. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy book group very much, but this one was huge, I couldn’t get it at the library in time so I bought it, and I didn’t finish reading it in time.

Jennifer put a lot of accurate history into this book. As always, for me, there’s a bit too much repetitive info, but I have a feeling that’s a publisher’s priority – so one never forgets where they are in the story-line, no matter if they stopped at their current page hours, days, or months ago. Personally, it annoys me – yet I see it in practically every book I read.

Otherwise, I was delighted to see this is the author who writes the Elm Creek Quilt books, so of course, the main character worked on a quilt. Not as soon as I would have thought, but I was glad it was there.

If you read the book and know the age of the main character, you will now know that I am around the same age as she. That really put the Civil War into perspective for me! To have her be a woman of similar age, it took away the feeling of, “this is just something bad that happened to us before I was born.” It made me wonder if we’d do it again today, and how it would impact this country. It made the Civil War more personal.

I appreciated that the main character purchased her freedom. She didn’t need President Lincoln to emancipate her. Yet she admired and appreciated all President Lincoln did while in office. I enjoyed the perspective.

At our book group, there was some discussion as to her ability to write back in the 1800’s as a former slave. I choose to believe that she could write well because of her former owners and her ability to run a solid business. True or not, it’s what I find true in my heart.

I find it interesting that at the time of reading this book, I’d recently seen the movie about President Lincoln. Soon after the book I saw “Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter”. Both shared facts in common with this book, real history, and were entertaining – just as this book had some page turning moments.

Lastly, I hope you enjoy it too!

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Posted by on June 15, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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Delicious!

Oh my, I am so hungry looking at this food!

Don’t you want to eat this fresh plum?

Or is it an apricot?

Can you tell?

I guess I’m going to have to wait a little bit before I enjoy it.

Maybe just a few months.

Perhaps I should find something else in the meantime.

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Posted by on June 14, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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