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Thursday, March 27th, 2014
3:39 am - Insurance to Come?
After two years uninsured, I have a company ask for photos, which I took with the computer.

Anyone know how to flip them so the east isn't on the west side? Looks weird.

Coony just sprang the trap again. I need to go see if she's in or out. I pretty well know, but...

current mood: Calmer

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3:36 am - Coon Games
The huge coon's back - she just sprung the trap... She stood blatantly underneath it and stared at me. Then she got up on her hind legs and jimmied the entire cage from underneath where it hangs out over the porch edge, springing the trap.

The other day, when she was on the porch, she stood her ground, too, so I got the old metal broom stick out and poked it at her. Cheeky. Doesn't play nice with others.

current mood: chewing nails (nine inch variety)

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Sunday, March 23rd, 2014
1:05 am - Steve's Narration on Harold
Yes, dad died at 2:10 PM Thursday in Salt Lake City. Last Friday, mom woke up at 4 AM hearing dad choking, strangling and coughing up lots of blood. She called the EMS who took dad to the Riverton hospital. By 10:30 he was in a fixed wing plane headed for Salt Lake City. He had Pulmonary Edema, blood backed up from a seriously restricted Aortic valve. I met them in SLC about an hour after they got to the hospital (my car's maximum speed is limited at 107 MPH) and have been here since. He had several mild heart attacks during the week - with Proponin blood enzyme levels as high as 82. He died as they prepared to replace the valve when his blood pressure dropped too low. Twice they did chest compressions. We are arranging to have him cremated and hope to get over the mountain passes today before the new storm causes too big a challenge. We'll have a memorial service later later in the spring.

current mood: morose

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Monday, March 17th, 2014
12:47 am - New Fridge Here
So, right on schedule, 3:45 pm, the new fridge came. The neighbor who has not worked on the garage for months, even after stopping to tell me he was going to start Monday a few weeks back, showed up and wanted to check over the new proposed cat habitat in one corner of the garage... While I was trying to empty the old fridge. Earlier this morning, my cousin RH called, offering me transportation to Wyoming to attend the memorial service of my father's youngest brother, who passed at age 89. Had he made it to August, he'd have been 90.

current mood: harried

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Monday, March 3rd, 2014
4:47 pm - New Refrigerator Coming Soon
But, will it be SOON ENOUGH?

Last night, I awoke, startled, at 4:30 am.

The night before, I awoke, startled, at 3:30 am.

I'm so ready to sleep through until something normal, like my bladder, demands attention.

What has been bugging my sleep lately?

My refrigerator. The motor is making a hugely annoying squealing sound. Two weeks ago, it did that for several hours, then quit.

I was afraid to open the door for ice, because if the motor stops, I've heard the food will only keep for three days. Starvation finally dictated that I open the door. I could not have been happier to find my partly consumed tub of chocolate ice cream so cold I had to let it thaw a bit to be able to scoop any out.

Sleeping through the noise was a problem at first. But last night takes the cake! I woke up WHEN IT STOPPED.

current mood: elated

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Thursday, February 27th, 2014
12:51 am - Harold Has "Gone Home"
I had a strange phone call - from my cousin's wife, from Ohio, then was startled when she said she'd called the "wrong" S. H... She was trying for the Riverton cousin, attempting to return a call from him.

SH, his second child, so worded his email notice, that I assumed he had gone home to his house from the hospital. I passed the note on to my sisters, one of whom said she thought he'd died, and was I sure he'd just gone home to his wife.

So I asked, and got the whole history of the illness. Talk about feeling STUPID!

Here's what he'd wanted to tell his aunt:
Dad went home this afternoon. We have been in Salt Lake City since Friday. He had good care, but his heart quit while being prepped for a replacement valve.
Talk about having a Pollyanna attitude!

Querried the former nurse sister, "Um, did they get it started again????"

Said, I, I said, "I assumed so. I assumed if this were a death notice, that fact would have been duly noted, but you are right. That might have been the best he could do through his grief. I remember how I was when it was just a HORSE. I'll check and keep you posted.

"Honestly, L.., I did not think of alternate meanings for "went home"."

current mood: upset

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Thursday, February 20th, 2014
11:59 pm - Reaction to Realism
I was watching a netflix movie which had one of those old Medieval horns that is blown. Two Faced, who was asleep in my lap, leaped up and dug in her claws. I was very thankful she was declawed on front. I have launch marks on my legs, right through the jeans.

current mood: Upset

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Monday, February 17th, 2014
12:03 am - Donkey Serenade

Here's today's oldie - complements of my sister LBHH, remembering something about my sister BDHW. After hearing mom walk about the house singing it for years, she heard someone ELSE singing it.

"Oh, so THAT's what it is supposed to sound like!"
Fayzee wrote:
"Oh! Pandemo; thanks for this reminder: I loved Mario Lanza. And here you send him to me, and so much more; from Student Prince, which I must still have in my records; and O Holy Night, and Danny Boy, plus all the rest on the side; I have spent a great time these last few minutes...and I am going to share it with some of my email addresses. Wonder how many will even know who he was? He was so wonderful. And I remember fondly our song sessions when you came by with Raven.....thanks again."

current mood: remembering fondly

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Saturday, February 15th, 2014
10:31 am - On Gratitude
I just watched Gratitude: Louie Schwartzbert at TEDxSF, sent to me by fayzee

run time 9:55

I ended up in tears. When I awoke this morning, the temperature was 5°. The sunrise at 6:50 was visible below a bank of clouds, vibrant reds and oranges rippling through the layers of clouds, and although the overcast is now solid, the temperature is up to 13°. Last night at 9:00, my neighbor and his lit up bobcat plowed out my driveway (2" on my sheltered porch, 2 1/2" on the unsheltered steps below, the lower step surrounded by snow (I've been sweeping that under the steps, which was relatively clear. We got up to 44° and full sun, melting everywhere the day before the snow hit.)

Fifth plow job of the season. So, today, I'll venture down to the mail box. (My old body is not up for a shalom run!)

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Friday, February 14th, 2014
12:31 pm
Most of our generation were HOME SCHOOLED in many ways.

1. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL-DONE.
"If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."

2. My mother taught me RELIGION.
"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

3. My father taught me about TIME TRAVEL.
"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"

4. My father taught me LOGIC.
"Because I said so, that's why."

5. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC.
"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT.
"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

7. My father taught me IRONY.
"Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."

8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.
"Shut your mouth and eat your supper."

9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM.
"Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"

10. My mother taught me about STAMINA.
"You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."

11. My mother taught me about WEATHER.
"This room of yours looks as if a cyclone hit it."

12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY.
"If I've told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"

13. My father taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out..."

14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION.
"Stop acting like your father!"

15. My mother taught me about ENVY.
"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."

(See Also: "Millions of children in Africa are starving. Clean your plate!")

16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.
"Just wait until I get you home."

17. My mother taught me that it is better to GIVE than to RECEIVE.
"You are going to get it from your father when you get home!"

18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.
"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they'll get stuck in that position."

19. My mother taught me ESP.
"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"

20. My father taught me HUMOR and CARING.
"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me for sympathy."

21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT.
"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

22. My mother taught me GENETICS.
"You're just like your father."

23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
"Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"

24. My mother taught me WISDOM.
"When you get to be my age, you'll understand."

25. My father taught me about JUSTICE.
"One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!"

26. My (kids') mother(s) taught me the value of TACT.
"If you don't straighten up and stop (insert latest infraction here), you'll go straight to hell..." Followed shortly by, "Wipe that smirk off your face! You look as if you plan to enjoy the trip." (Actually, I learned in college that they stole that last idea from Winston Churchill...)

27. My mother taught me about OMNIPOTENCE.
"You better not shout/You better not pout/You better watch out/I'm telling you why. Santa Clause is coming to town. He sees you when you're sleeping/He knows when you're awake/So be good, for Goodness sake." (sung off key, but with brio)

28. My mother taught me the Golden Rule.
"Live in such a way that if someone speaks badly of you, no one will believe it."
"Kill them with kindness."

current mood: amused

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Tuesday, February 11th, 2014
9:42 am - Fuzzy Thinking Creep
Language deterioration has been a frequent topic for me, but the latest spate of new novelists at Harlequin seem to be matched by an equally incompetent cadre of new editors.

My latest rant comes curtesy of a four hour night and an inability to drop back off to sleep.

The culprit: Try and...

The solution: Try to...

and as a preposition signals a simple list composed of possibly totally unrelated ideas or actions (especially true in the hands of incompetent writers or fuzzy thinking adherents.)

(item/action/thought #1), and (item/action/thought #2).

ex. walk and talk (He/she can't walk and talk at the same time.)

What follows try in good writing is the item/action/thought the thinker/writer/speaker wants to try out/execute/succeed in.

"I don't want to try and fail. I want to try harder. I want to try to succeed."

To check an example, put in the [to] understood that is normally omitted. (not [to] try and [to] succeed.) If it sounds dumb, it is.

How dumb is he/she? He can't walk and chew gum at the same time.

current mood: upset

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Wednesday, February 5th, 2014
10:58 am - Quote I Like (for WOD farceur)
Word of the Day for Wednesday, February 5, 2014

farceur \fahr-SUR\, noun:

1. a joker; wag.
2. a writer or director of or actor in farce.

A man may be happy at repartee, a merrymaker, a farceur, a jester, and yet not be a wit, although he may be esteemed one for his lively conversation, drollery, aptitude in rejoinder and equivoque.
-- John Duke Coleridge (1820 – 1894), Great Thoughts from Master Minds Vol. V, 1908

current mood: pleased

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10:28 am - Car Battery Woes/Monster Storm Pile It On
The low battery light has been warning off and on for weeks, and yesterday was the day it would no longer start the car, so today, the local garage came out by 10:30 and jumped it, but the kid didn't come to the house. The mother of the mechanic called me and said, "Since you didn't come to the door, I'm calling to tell you Randy left your car running in the garage."

I told her, "I didn't hear a thing. He didn't come knock, honk, nothing." So I drove it into town and we looked into recharging the battery (vs. replacing it. Interstate sells that sized one for $212... My guy recharged for $37.50 and told me the amps (Factory = 500, after recharging, we were at 650. "Cold" amps = what it will crank on its own.

So, I have to find the settings to get the automatic battery hogging features shut off.

The snow storm was supposed to start at noon. When we took the charger off, it was 11:50, and the first spotty flakes were just showing up against the dark tree bark out the window.

I drove it to Casey's and got some chicken. Came out, windshield iced over, front and back. Drove to Hy Vee (five blocks?) and got a jug of milk and fresh loaf of bread. 1" on both front and back windows. I crept home without even trying to drop off the taxes or pay the vet bill.

At 1:45 (I mean I CREPT those 17 miles) I swept 1/2 inch off the porch. At 3:00, I swept off another inch, 3:50 1/8", 5:30, shoveled off 1 1/2", 11:15 2" (fed the outdoor cats - only two came...) The snow was level with the lower step. 12:40 am 1 1/2" (the door was showing signs of icing up and not wanting to open. The lower step is clean, but is surrounded with snow except for the part sheltered under the other steps.

I have to sleep now - I have a headache. My nightmare is that I'll be snowed
in by tomorrow morning no matter which door I use. Neither door has more than 1/2" clearance.

I opened the door at 4:15 am, but did not have the heart to step out into the cold and clear the porch, knowing the storm was still not over and the winds would make quick work of anything I did manage to do.

By 7:30, I ended up KICKING the bottom of the door before it broke free. I'm VERY GLAD to have a new, sturdy door! Porch is swept, but the drift is higher than the bottom step on the west side. I dumped it all through the crack in the steps, but the way it is blowing here, I'm sure I won't be able to keep it clear. All but one cat made it safely to breakfast, but I fed that one after dark last night, so maybe he's somewhere snug sleeping it off. Two males, one spay, one straight, cuddle together in the igloo. What a kick!

(All right, I KNOW, technically, he was really castrated, but that doesn't quite have the snappy rhyme, now, does it?)

current mood: heavy sigh

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Tuesday, January 14th, 2014
3:52 pm - Long Awaited Surgery Today
After following the sander truck into town, I left Two Faced to be spayed. Everyone in the office knew her already by name, she's been there so often. They will check her kidneys beforehand, now that she has weight to her again.

I held her in my lap the whole way. Normally, the 17 miles take about 15 minutes, but today it ran to 45. She shook at first, then settled in my lap, watching the scenery move past, but when we got out to go inside, she began shaking again. She's liked Angie in the past, but didn't seem ready to trust this time. Her radar works just fine.

I can pick her up any time tomorrow. I'll shoot for early afternoon for maximum melt, unless the weather changes.

current mood: sad

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Thursday, January 2nd, 2014
1:04 pm - Rating Game
pandemo, your current position in the Top Journals is: 183,560

The music group from the Canadian Radio 3 2013's Top Ten indie songs of the year that I liked a bit was #9 "Rolling Stone" by Ruben and the Dark, but by the time I got the stuff posted, the song had changed several times. A little later, at #2 in the countdown, "Reflektor" by Arcade Fire. Live Journal doesn't think much of the group's spelling ability - it redlined their song name.

current mood: touched

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Tuesday, December 31st, 2013
12:15 am - Cancelled Two Faced's Surgery
JW, a long-standing friend, told me I could not get Two Faced spayed if she was in heat. She was to go to the clinic between 7:30-9:00 am, but a call netted the info that, yes, they were inclined to bleed more then, so she now has one for NEXT Monday.

It is snowing outside, lightly, but still…

I didn't get plowed out until Christmas day from last Friday's deluge, ice first, then enough snow that I was afraid Audra the Audi might not be able to punch through the spot that always drifts in part way down the drive.

current mood: tired

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Friday, December 20th, 2013
7:34 pm - Sold Pandemonium Forget-Me-Not
Pandemonium Forget-Me-Not (Leche) left for Albuquerque overnight, leaving after sunset (the trailer arrived shortly after 4:00pm, 6:25 when they pulled out). She'll feel right at home. One of her new owners told me yesterday, "You've got ice forecast? It's 59° here today."

The brother of one of her co-owners and his wife were hauling boxes to their mother in Tucson, AZ, over Christmas, and taking a QH down, so Leche was hitching a ride. At 3:00, when I hadn't heard from them, I called the vet's office to see if it got after 5 I could get papers set outside if they were hauling at night instead of during the day, as planned. While I was on the phone, the wife picked up the papers, but the normal 15 minute drive did not go that quickly today, on ice.

In fact, they did not arrive until after 4, nearly dark. We cut up all the golden delicious apples I had and put them in a bucket, as I’d been feeding them apples off my golden delicious tree all fall.

The herd is prejudiced against Leche, who is the whitest Pinto I’ve had for a while. Three of the mares left are very dark (two black bays), and the two who are Pintos are the old typical Jay Dee pattern - about 80-85% dark. (They’re all Jay Dee granddaughters.) When the blue bucket showed up, the herd came from across the creek (banging distance is longer for horses than humans…) with Leche in the lead, but once the others got up the hill, they ran her off. I was pretty unstable on the steep hill on ice, and the brother is NOT a horseman at all, while the wife, who is, is timid, and not accustomed to something that TALL.

By the time we got her separated, haltered and into the trailer, I was out of apples, it was full dark, and she was into being naughty, wanting to go back to her friends, who were hanging over the fence, watching raptly. Two slaps of the whip on the ground behind her after she’d reared, butting the back of her head into the trailer lights strung across the top of the opening (the way some semi’s have them strung along to outline the rig at a distance), produced enthusiastic loading behavior.

I do have to admit it was not all her fault. I couldn’t walk briskly on the ice, nor climb up into the trailer, even with one hand on the wall, which left the wife to do it. She was too scared to walk WITH the mare, so no “just walk up calmly and climb in smoothly as if you expect her to go along.” She couldn’t even be close to her when she was on the ground. Fear is a terrible thing, and horses pick up on it at once.

Leche’s been hauled a lot, but new trailer, five year gap between separations from the herd, and the fear factor. It was 6:35 by the time they pulled out to head down the drive on ice, with a goose necked four horse, the weight on the outside of the back. She DID get two pieces of apple and a neck rub from Amanda after she was safely tied.

My fear was that the QUARTER HORSE, a breed known for the width of the body, would not fit.

current mood: accomplished

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Saturday, December 14th, 2013
7:48 pm - Two Buyers Interested in Pandemonium Forget-Me-Not
Today around noon, I got a call from the Albuquerque, NM, area about leasing Leche. After losing 96 big bales in the Good Friday fire, I think placing the biggest mare on the farm is the right way to go. Sigh.

current mood: pensive

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Friday, November 22nd, 2013
7:52 pm - Black Friday Blacker Than Normal
Today, my young housecleaner waited to burn the trash until right before she left. Earlier, I'd asked her if she thought it was calm enough out to burn. After she'd gone, a breeze blew up, causing it to jump over the blackened area that surrounded the burn bin.

The wind took the flames through the tall grass in the pond pasture, right into the bale pen. By the time it was past stopping, a neighbor spotted the flames. I called the firefighters out to be sure I didn't lose the whole pasture of the 80 acres.

I didn't worry much about the eastern edge, which while I was up stamping out pasture grass, crept within two feet of the new garage, with it's just completed vinyl siding, only three feet from the whole trailer.

KC, a neighbor to the south, showed up with a tiny International tractor. While firemen constantly sprayed the face of the bale on his front stabber, he pulled out three of the burning bales, working to clear the path to the back corner where a few bales were not yet burning. Before he got the third one clear over, out of the way, the spindle on his left front wheel sheered off. Crippling on three wheels, he pulled out of the bale pen and backed into the corner in front of the lane to the back of the farm to be out of the way.

LD, the neighbor who'd first called, returned to his field and showed up with a huge John Deer, complete with cab. He sat high above the burning bales, and made it into the corner, dragging out as many unaffected bales as he could reach while the rest of the bales burned merrily. Again, the volunteer fire fighters kept the face toward the tractor sprayed down.

Six big bales, estimated at 1800# each, were saved, 96 lost.

Fortunately, I'd called my sister a day early to wish her a Happy Birthday. I sure wouldn’t have had a very cheery demeanor after the morning-late afternoon I put in. When they left, the head man told me to keep my eye on the fire.

So, although I said I never would, I drove Audra the Audi up the hill into the pasture nearly to the ridge where the two 40’s join and sat there until 3 am, when I just couldn’t stay awake any longer.

current mood: glum

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Tuesday, November 5th, 2013
9:05 pm - New Word Ecstasy -LUNNER
" kitchen as I cook my lunner (lunch/dinner)" stolen from slavezombie.

current mood: grateful

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